#Jason would save his future husband

[gaozorous-rex-blog]

Then when Jason comes to town, he attaches himself to Danny instantly, like: This is the man I'm marrying. Suck it, fools! And Danny helps him with his fucked up ecto situation, which just makes Jason order engagement rings faster.

Meanwhile, the Batfam are confused and sus about the newest Red Hood hovering around the Joker's killer so much. Cause Jason decided to scrap his revenge plans against Batman and just continue taking over Crime Alley instead. (Though he underestimated the newest Baby Bird, cause he ends up figuring out Jason first-- aside from Barbara, but O doesn't count.)

The boy stood over the Joker's body stoically, blood slowly dripping from his hands. The intricate scars that traced up his arms and disappeared into the sleeves of his t-shirt told of a story that brought about great concern inside Batman. His deadpan expression showing no signs of remorse for what he just did was unnerving to say the least. Even to the Dark Knight himself. Glowing green eyes that spoke of apathy and exhaustion turned on him.

"It had to be done," was all that the boy uttered as the Gotham police cuffed him and led him away.

[slasherscream]

Hi, sorry to bug but I have to yap to someone about this, and I love your ideas. Do you think Nathan Prescott would take his partner’s last name if he ever got married? Would any of the Crazy Ass Boy Gang?

❥ who would take your last name ❥

Nathan Prescott - He would take your last name so quickly it would make your head spin. You’re the first person who’s given meaning to the world family. His sister tried, but when you’re on a sinking ship, there’s only so much you can do. Try too desperately to save the person drowning next to you and you risk going under yourself. So Nathan drowned alone. Until you, that is. Marrying you, becoming part of your family, is absolution for him. He’s not Sean Prescott’s son. He’s Nathan Y/L/N, your husband. 

Jason Dean/JD - It might seem a little strange for JD to be so willing to change his name. His nickname is just his first and last name together, afterall. This was his mother’s last name. But it’s also his father’s. One night he’ll gently wake you , and in the quietest voice you’ve ever heard him use he'll ask you if you’d like him to take your last name. There are so many questions he’s asking, in that one sentence: Do you want me to be yours, unequivocally? Will you bear the weight of that ownership? Am I abandoning my Mother, if I leave her all alone as a Dean, with only him as her company? Will you ask me to take it? Please ask. Please take the weight of the asking away. I can’t abandon her. But I can’t stay, either. Put your arms around him and tell him he’ll make one hell of a Y/L/N.

❥ who would want you to take theirs ❥

Sebastian Valmont - He has genuinely doodled your names together in his journals like a middle schooler. Without a hint of irony: Mr. and Mx. Valmont. Y/N Valmont. Since the moment he fell in love he was planning to marry you and give you his last name. The Valmont name carries weight. It’s legacy. It’s old money. He throws his name around and people fall over themselves to get things done for him. He wants you to throw around his name too. He wants you to embrace every luxury he can give you. One of those luxuries is the power of his family name. Use it.

Billy Loomis - His parent’s marriage failed miserably. He doesn’t even know if his Mother kept the name Loomis. At this point, what does it matter? He fights tooth and nail not to live in the past when he has a future with you to look forward to. So he wants to look forward. He wants to do better than his parents did. He wants to wake up in ten years, twenty, thirty and reach for your hand and know you two succeeded. His family name isn’t doomed to failed promises, runaway spouses, and unfaithfulness. You guys are a better Loomis pair than his parents ever were.

David Mccall - Don’t piss him off. If you even try to hint at wanting to keep your original family name, it will be one of the few times you see David’s mask slip. “What? My name not good enough for you, sweetheart? Marriage is for starting over. It’s for building our lives together, not for hanging onto the past. Thought you loved me.” Every dirty trick he has in his arsenal will be used. Whatever it takes until you give in. Sex. Guilt. Moping. Anger. Don’t push back too hard, or go back and forth on the issue for too long. On your wedding day you’re gonna be Y/N Mccall, come hell or high water. There’s no need for anything drastic to take place just for that to happen, right baby? 

Josh Washington - Josh could never be anything but a Washington. It’s the name he shared with his sisters. It’s the only thing he still shares with his sisters. He used to be able to see them in his face, at least. But now… he’s so different, even that bit of the twins has died. It isn’t right that there are so few Washington's left. Most days Josh isn’t even sure if he’s a Washington anymore. If he’s still Human anymore. But you are. You’re gentle, kind, and so painfully human. Just like the twins were. He might have failed them, hell, he probably failed himself. But he won’t fail you. He has a second chance at a family, and this time you’ll always be safe. 

Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - Would be so offended if this was even up for debate. Why wouldn’t you be taking his name? Why is it even a discussion? Why does he even have to ask? Will probably say something incredibly mean and unnecessary when you first talk about it. There’s a pit of insecurity in him that no amount of love you can give him will fill. It’s shaped like the love he should have gotten from his father. From his siblings. But the first love he’s ever felt has been yours. But that’s not true for you. You’ve loved people before him. Other people have loved you before he was able to. He needs you to be his. Just his. You’re the only thing in the world that matters that belongs only to him. But there are little pieces of you that will never be just his and it makes him sick. This can fix all that, though! He knows that the security of introducing you as his spouse will be a balm on his soul. He wants tabloids, newspapers, TV, and the radio to all be parroting the words: Y/N Hargreeves. He hopes- no, he knows it will make that hole inside him ache a little less. 

❥ who wants to hyphenate ❥

Jordan Li - Jordan doesn’t want you to give up your identity, who you are, just because you’re marrying them. They also don’t want to change their name, really. Something about not being a Li, despite everything, makes their stomach turn. But marriage is still about coming together. Making two lives so harmonious, so copacetic, that sometimes, if you’re lucky, it becomes one life, shared. Jordan didn’t propose for a long time, afraid of it all going wrong. Of ruining what you have. You helped them believe you two were strong enough to change and grow together. They want your names to reflect that. So, you hyphenate, and you blend, and grow, together. 

Stu Macher - Assumed you would take his last name, but when you pushed back, not sure if you wanted to shirk your family name entirely, Stu had the most relaxed reaction you’ve ever gotten from him about anything. “Okay, why don’t we both change 'em’? We’ll hyphenate! Like Brad Pitt and Angelina, or whatever.” You were expecting a tantrum. Not the easy acceptance that he actually meant for once. The fact is you’re wearing his ring on your finger, and you’re gonna stand in front of all your friends and family and say how much you love him. He’s already won. Why sweat the small stuff? 

Kevin Khatchadourian - Was quite angry when you began to hint at not wanting to change your name. It was the icy, calculated anger that made him dangerous, too. But if you’re marrying him you know how to communicate with him. Reason with him. You don’t want to take his last name because you don’t want to emulate his family. You want to make something of your own with him. You’re not sure how well the words worked until he sets the paperwork down in front of you. Kevin Y/L/N-Khatchadourian. In those small lines of ink, you’ll realize how deep the love Kevin is capable of runs for you. If you squint your eyes those words start to look like: I want us to be different from my parents. He watches you sign the paperwork to change your name, and Kevin has never been more content to give in to one of your demands. Just this once, of course.

A/N: i LOVE a character study question that’s still x reader. you are my favorite person in the world for this one. if you enjoyed these headcanons consider reblogging, leaving a reply, or an anon! a writer's fuel is engagement. xoxoxo

[hardlyinteresting]

I have no idea if this make sense but I saw a tiktok clip today of Kylie Kelce who's married to the football player Jason Kelce and she was joking about how well her husband can read the field and the game but he can't find his keys when they're probably in his own pocket sooooo I was thinking about hotch being an expert profiler but losing stuff all over the house and reader knowing exactly where everything is

The funniest thing is that I absolutely DO know exactly what you're talking about because I'm fairly certain I sent that TikTok to my friend yesterday. (If I can find it I will link it at the bottom here for those of you who have no idea what we're talking about)

Shamefully, I did not immediately connect that energy to Hotch, but I'm so glad you did! You're absolutely correct.

Aaron Hotchner can tell when someone is lying. He can read body language and pick apart people's phrasing. He can predict the future actions of a serial killer and catch them. He's an expert marksman with sniper training. He can scan a room for hostages and targets in seconds flat. His instincts are well honed, and after so many years of profiling, and staring down some of the worst people on the face of the planet, it all comes second nature to him now.

But, Aaron Hotchner can hardly ever find his keys. Sometimes he leaves them in his pocket. Sometimes he tosses them down on his desk in his home office. More often than not they end up on the kitchen counter when he steps into the room to greet you or Jack. But regardless or where they end up he's almost always on a scavenger hunt for them in the morning. When he's lucky, you're his saving grace; clearing your throat behind him to catch his attention, a travel mug of coffee in one hand, his keys dangling off your index finger on the other.

I also think in the same vein as this thought, as organized as Aaron is, I don't think any of his organization systems would make sense to many people other than him. At work he has his filing cabinets and everything is alphabetized (though I think he'd prefer it if everything was sorted by year, and then alphabetically). At work he adheres to a standard, completes tasks, and paperwork especially, the way he was trained to. But at home he's free to sort his files, and his books as he pleases. His office is still extremely organized but it's more intuitive, there's no real structure to explain but he could tell you from another room exactly where a specific book is. His home office is a peak inside his brain.

He still can't find his damn keys though.

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Title: Seconds Are Welcome

Pairings: Daemon Targaryen x Lannister!female

Warnings: period typical misogyny, arranged marriage, period typical gender roles

Summary: Everyone talks of girls coming of age. No one speaks of when the girl doesn’t desire to be less than who she is.

A/N: this is slightly AU-ish. For this story, Daemon was named heir, not Rhynera (not hate, just a plot). Changed some Lannister names. It’s just a story, let’s not dissect too much. This story will have multiple parts.

Casterly Rock was the ideal hold for any man to feel like a king in his own keep. Jason Lannister attended to his family home with all the devotion any lord would. He has four children. His two sons, James and Jonathon, are both married, each of them having apartments within the walls with their lady wives. Also within the walls are his two unmarried daughters, Jasline and Jaylon.

Jaylon Lannister wasn’t as she appeared. She looked every part a Lannister. Her eyes were such a light shade of blue that they appeared gray in a certain light. A long flowing mane of pale blonde hair. She had a very lean figure, but muscular. She had been tutored all the ways a proper lady should be. She also could read and write seven languages. She and her sister Jasline received the absolute finest instruction befitting their stations. While her sister had to work for every lesson, Jaylon found academics to be simple. As such she had time to learn other lessons.

She spent some afternoons learning about all things equestrian. After all, horses are what helped her family amass their fortune. She wanted to know everything. From an early age, her father Jason indulged her curiosity. He had even found it quite endearing. However, since she was now eight and ten years old and not married he seemed to be irritated by it.

What raised his ire more was her interest in sparring with her brothers. She often would sneak out with them in the evenings so they could instruct her. Until one evening they had been discovered by their father. He hauled her into his study and told her that was not her place as a future lady of a fine house.

“I’m your youngest child Father and your second daughter. I could only hope for a match so great.”

“You will still have a husband to protect you.”

“What happens if he is killed? Who protects me then? Or if he did save my life, now he’s owed a debt. A Lannister always pays their debts.”

Begrudgingly, he relented but insisted on having her train with her brothers. To give her the same teachings. In truth, she was a far more elegant fighter and understood how to use her femininity to her advantage.

Jasline was far more calm. The eldest daughter who had understood her role. She was the picture of a proper lady. Everything a lord could want in a wife. She didn’t argue, she kept her opinions to herself and she could smile all day while appearing to not have a thought in her head. With her temperament, one would wonder her connection to the Lannister name if not for the blonde hair. Most described her as quite pleasant company.

Dull. Jaylon thought of her sister.

She could never live that life.

Jasline had been married to a nice lord from House Blackwood. They had a longer courtship than usual due to some haggling over the dowry. During that time there had been a small uprising that was beginning to become serious. Eventually, it was decided that Jasline and her lord should be married quickly so he could set out with his lord Father to right their lands.

They were wed in a small ceremony. Jaylon was her attendant while he had his cousin. They didn’t even consummate the union before he had to set out.

Young Lord Blackwood never returned. Jasline was a widow before she even had lost her maidenhead.

It made it difficult to find a match for her. So many questions. During the months after, Jasline had occasion to make acquaintance with Thomas Baratheon. They appeared to have a genuine affection for each other, so Jaylon thought, however it would seem their Father didn’t think the young lord, a second son, worthy of his eldest daughter.

Jaylon almost wished her father had those thoughts for her. Once she came of age, her father had her see every eligible second or third son in all of Westeros. She would do her best to be a proper lady but then they would ask her opinion and she would always answer honestly.

“Jaylon, they are not interested in what a lady thinks.”

“Well Father, perhaps they should be.”

She would tell her father about these young lord’s opinions on battle or horses or wine.

“How am I, a Lannister, to sit there and listen to them be so mistaken? They would make a fool of me and by extension, you.”

Jason Lannister was a proud man. He knew his youngest was correct but he would never give her the satisfaction.

“Why must you insist on such obstinate behavior?”

“I believe it is inherent.”

This would most assuredly have her father avoiding her for days on end. Which was fine by Jaylon, more time to devote to sparring and to horses. More time to think of the many ways to make the next suitor for her recoil in disgust. If it wasn’t their misguided crowing about how honored she should be to be their wife and welp their children it was their leering. She even had the moment to strike a young lord who commented on how strong her thighs were from riding.

It was a quick reaction. Truth be told, it was probably the first broken bone the young lord had ever suffered. Judging by his lewdness, it wouldn’t be the last.

Every day is the same. Until it wasn’t.

There was a new tutor. Some Septa sent to them from King's Landing. He told Jasline and Jaylon they were to have lessons in High Valyrian. The girls exchanged a look and knew what that implied.

A Prince was interested in a Lannister wife.

Lucky for Jasline, even more lucky for Father, Jaylon mused. She was just enthusiastic about another language to learn. More than likely she needed to do her best to master it so she could help Jasline. It wouldn’t do her well to not understand it. Jasline focused all her attention on it, while Jaylon made sure to note her struggles.

Jaylon had heard the rumors as had her sister. She could even see the fear in Jasline’s face when people spoke of Prince Daemon. The girls spent hours at night discussing him, his temperament.

“I hear he’s roguishly handsome,” Jasline sighed.

“He’s a Targaryen. Of course he is. And a prince,” Jaylon collects herself, “I suppose if you’re attracted to that sort of person.”

Jasline smirks, “and he’s a wonderful fighter. Quite a quick wit as well.”

Jaylon nods, “much to the annoyance of the small council I hear.”

Jasline shifts to face her sister, “do you think the other whispers have merit?”

“Did you mean the piece about the street of silk or the piece about him murdering his lady wife?”

“Jaylon Lannister! That is treasonous,” Jasline’s face flush.

“Sweet sister. He is a prince. He does as he chooses. He was commanded into marriage, so the story goes. A young prince who didn’t want such a wife. So he did as he pleased. Perhaps he was simply bored.”

“Jaylon. I would bore him so,” she gasped, “you should put yourself in his way.”

Jaylon laughed loudly, “Father wouldn’t dream of that.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not you, Jasline. I’m not the first born. I’m just the spare.”

Jasline sighed, “perhaps marriage to the Prince isn’t what I want.”

“Thomas.”

“I love him, sister.”

“I know you do. But we are just women in this world. We are at the whim of every man,” Jaylon reclines and gazes out the window, “and Father knows best for us.”

“That doesn’t sound like you,” Jasline settles herself in her bed, “I would suppose it’s easy to be so placid; the eyes of a dragon aren't fixed upon you. But they should be.”

“Oh Jasline, marriage is an arrangement. You smile, you nod, you bear his children. Everything else you will sort out.”

“I have sorted it. He needs to wed you. You are one of the greatest beauties in all of Westeros. You are intelligent, strong, cunning and most importantly you are not easily swayed by the opinions of others.”

Jaylon rolls her eyes, “sleep sister, you’ll need your strength.”

Jasline settles into bed, “yes I will. I need to convince His Highness of all your virtues.”

Jaylon leaves her sister to rest and makes her way to her room for the night. She laughs thinking over her sister’s suggestion that she be put in Prince Daemon’s way. Her father would never allow it. She imagines the look of rage that would take him over. How he would have to obey the command of his Prince, if he did want her instead. That would raise his ire even more.

She couldn’t help the smile at the thought. Fun but a fool’s wish.

She sat and brushed her hair, staring at her reflection. She wonders what it is about her that these lord’s find appealing. She’s just a young girl, who knows about horses and wine. That reads whatever she can so she wouldn’t be left behind in the conversation of men. Her understanding that information is the greatest and most valuable commodity.

This is how she gathered what she could on the Targaryen prince. She wanted her sister to have every advantage. She also didn’t want to displease the man herself and squander all the work that has gone into this endeavor.

Before she drifted to sleep, she imagined what a conversation with him would be like. Would he be intimidating? Would he be kind? She also hoped for the chance to see his dragon. That isn’t a sight she would soon forget.

[cowboythighs]

stephanie harrington is a good girl. she goes to church on sundays, cheers at games on friday nights, and keeps her legs shut. like she’s always been told good girls do!

but lucky for her, eddie sees steph for what she is, and is more than willing to lend a hand to get her to loosen up and 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 good.

(general cw: no discussions of consent so dub con warning even though both are willing and enthusiastic participants! any talk about good/right/pure/virginity is from characters perspective based on their religious upbringing!)

stephanie harrington was, quite possibly, too naive. sheltered her whole life by godfearing parents, her biggest desire in life was to be Good. and part of being good meant saving herself for marriage. steph /knew/ her future spouse deserved to be the first to touch her, so she took care to make sure her body wasn’t spoiled. not even by her own touch.

but her naivety created a blind spot—the perfect gap for a proud, self-proclaimed pervert like eddie munson to slip in. he’d watched steph for ages, wondering what it would be like to be the one to show her what she’d been missing. so he knew that after the pep rally that afternoon that she’d be the last to leave the locker room.

he hid under the bleachers while the rest of the school filtered out of the gymnasium. stood there just out of their sight watching as the rest of the cheerleading team left the locker room. counted until he was sure there was just one left.

eddie crept into the steam filled locker room and found steph’s bag easily. he rifled through, removing the single pair of panties and the change of clothes she had inside. satisfied, he hid her clothes in a different locker, but kept the panties for himself. he tucked them into his pocket and slipped back out, back under the bleachers. and waited.

fifteen minutes later when steph finally appeared with wet hair and back in her cheer uniform, eddie was already hard from the anticipation. from the thrill of having the most popular girl in schools panties in his hands. from knowing what could happen next.

he knew a lot from watching steph. he knew she was behind in chemistry, and would stay after school, sitting in the same spot every time while she attempted to finish the homework.

he also knew about her vow of chastity. the promise between her, her parents, and her preacher that she wouldn’t let herself be touched. he’d overheard her ex-boyfriend jason whining about it more than once.

but eddie watched. eddie knew. he could see the way she squeezed her thighs together when tom cruise slid across the big screen at The Hawk in his underwear. could see the way she bit her lip and squirmed when she listened to the other girls talk about their hookups. eddie knew she wanted more.

she just needed someone to break the seal. take off the pressure. show her that she wouldn’t be struck by lightning if she let herself feel good. and eddie was a giver. was willing to help steph out of this silly, unnecessary predicament. show her that her future husbands pleasure wasn’t worth more than her own right now.

so, being a watcher—a giver—eddie knew just where to stand underneath the bleachers so that when all the dominos fell into place, and steph sat down on the bleachers that afternoon, he was in the perfect position to get a glimpse of her pussy.

she sat in her same spot—six rows back—sat the way she normally did—spun around backwards so that she sat on the floorboard, legs dangling underneath the bleachers so that she could use the bench in front of her as a desk.

she hummed quietly as she pulled out her notebooks and textbooks, seemingly oblivious to eddie’s presence. he took advantage of the view she offered him—legs spread enough to show eddie what no one else—not any of the jocks drooling after her—had ever seen.

it was even prettier than he’d imagined. puffy mound covered in thick, brown curls that had never been tamed, with a glimpse of pretty pink where the hair thinned and her swollen lips met. it was too pretty to be ignored. eddie leaned up and softly, quietly, blew a tickling stream of air right at it.

above him steph shivered. looked around, ensuring no one else was near, and cautiously spread her legs wider. eddie’s answering smile nearly hurt his cheeks. he knew his girl so well. he gave her another puff of air as a reward. watched fondly as she scooted closer to the edge of her seat.

eddie reached up between the wide spread of her legs and slowly—gently—let his finger trail over where her puffy pussy lips met. her hand flew up to her mouth as she fought to keep quiet.

eddie couldn’t believe how much pleasure he was able to give her from such a simple touch. it wasn’t his first time playing with steph in this spot under the bleachers. it was something he’d been warming up to over the past few weeks. building up from making soft noises to alert her of a presence, to blowing air against her thighs, to finally—last week—rubbing her through her panties until she soaked them.

but eddie knew she was ready for more. he tapped his other hand softly against her shiny white shoes. obediently she spread her legs even further.

steph was a good girl.

eddie let his finger slide into the wet warmth between her lips—not pushing inside her—not yet. he stroked up and down slowly—letting her get used to the brief contact against her clit. let her get worked up enough to want more.

she couldn’t say it—couldn’t ask for it—but he knew what she wanted when she pushed her hips forward more and whined. he used his free hand to gently pat her leg—saying without words—that he had her. understood her. would take care of her.

eddie could feel it—could sense that steph was getting close. he was torn between wanting to draw it out—really make steph desperate—let her realize how much she needed him—and wanting to make her see stars—feel her come apart in his mouth.

but then someone called steph’s name from the hall outside the gym, and his decision was made for him. despite how badly he wanted to keep going (steph hadn’t even closed her legs! just froze in place like she couldn’t bear to stop, even knowing they could be caught at any second) eddie pulled back with one quick soft kiss to the soft flesh of her thigh and slid back into the shadows under the bleachers.

he watched as steph slid her legs back together just before her friend walked into the gym.

“steph, my car won’t start and tommy says he won’t give me a ride unless i blow him. will you give me a ride home?”

eddie saw carol perkins matching cheer shoes walk up the steps to steph.

“are you alright?” carol asked.

“fine!” steph squeaked out. cleared her throat. “i’m fine,” she repeated. “just trying to get some studying done. and don’t you already… you know… tommy?”

carol laughed. “i love that you’re too pure to even say “blow”. seriously, i love you steph. you’re a riot. and yeah, i might’ve given tommy a few blow jobs, but i don’t want him to think he can just make demands! come on steph, help save me from my sinful ways.”

When steph hesitated, carol added, “please, steph; you can study at my house.”

steph sighed, and eddie listened as she gathered up her things. “Fine,” steph relented. “Just this once, okay? I really do need to study and this is the only place I can really think.”

Eddie watched the girls’ squeaky clean sneakers as the walked down the last few steps of the bleachers. Smiled as he saw steph hesitate by the door, obviously trying to decide if she wanted to look underneath the bleachers. he didn’t make a move to hide.

but carol called her name again, and steph left unsatisfied in more ways than one. but it was okay. eddie knew she’d come back for more. back to him. he could wait.

✨

[wilsondick-winterexchange]

WDWE Day 4

We got one more day of works to celebrate the WilsonDick Winter Exchange💙🧡

Please, double-check the warnings and tags before proceeding!

WORKS

Don't Tell The Boys [FANFIC] for wingdingery [Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply] [Dick/Slade]

Summary:

Through a series of (un)fortunate events, Dick meets Slade, Nightwing meets Deathstroke, Dick meets Deathstroke, and Nightwing meets Slade. Only, Dick doesn't connect the dots until the very end. Not that he's complaining, necessarily. -- Identity Porn x4, background Jason & Rose help drive the plot, because someone needed to and it definitely wasn't going to be Dick.

the road less traveled [FANFIC] for horsey [Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply] [Dick/Slade, Dick & Addie]

Summary:

When Deathstroke’s attack catches the Teen Titans off-guard, Dick finds himself getting help from an unexpected source: Deathstroke’s ex-husband, Slade Wilson. He didn’t realize, then, how that meeting would end up changing the rest of his life.

Starry Nights [FANFIC] for wildsofmarch [Teen, No Archive Warnings Apply] [Dick & Rose]

Summary:

Rose doesn't know how it happened. When she realized she was a full-time hero, it was already too late. Saving people day and night had become her newfound motivation. Rose doesn't know how it happened, but she became one of them, a hero by conviction.

eat your young before they eat you [FANFIC] for meaninglessblah [Explicit, Chose Not to Use Warnings, Rape/Non-Con] [Dick/Joey/Slade]

Summary:

Dick and Joey are hunting Slade for sport.

silver screen darling [FANART] for Averia [Gen, No Warnings] [Dick/Wintergreen]

Summary:

EXCLUSIVE: Established model and rising actor Richard “Dick” Grayson pictured with William R. Wintergreen at the MPTF fundraiser last night.

the paper-thin line [FANFIC] for cheju [Explicit, Chose Not to Use Warnings] [Dick/Slade]

Summary:

After Dick interferes with Slade’s job in Gotham (which, to be fair, he’d only done because Slade interfered with his first), he decides the best way to prevent future retaliation is to strike a deal: if Slade agrees to leave Gotham alone, then Dick will stay with him alone for one night, and no matter what Slade does, he won’t run. Though that doesn’t mean Dick is going to go down without a fight.

[envioussleepy]

BL CONTENT WITH JASON TODD

Thinking about Jason being a hopeless romantic but also being very distant with touch because of his trauma.

He would love you to death but when you want to hug he gets very nervous and flustered.

No one makes him feel this way, why must you embarrass him?

Once you got him comfortable enough he will cling to you like a koala to a tree, he ain't budging.

Coming home from his vigilante work just to immediately pick you up set you in his lap and put his arms in your jacket pockets and act like nothing happened.

If you're asleep? He would 100% spoon with you.

Working on a big work project for work? He will save your progress and turn your computer off and make you cuddle him... Or he will let you continue working and wrap his arms around the top of the chair around your neck leaning into you.

You are his, and his alone.

Bet you 100% a month into the relationship he had looked into a ring for you and never bought it but constantly looks for a perfect ring for his future husband.

[romaelettuce]

The Fire Within Us- Chapter Thirteen

A/N: i apologize for the long wait, i have been very sick, and i cannot bring my dumb mind to brainstorm this chapter within just two days, i have planned it out and it didnt work, its a lil bit short bc im saving some for the fourteenth part hehe

She hates the way she is prepared; the way her hair is styled and made to walk in the most ridiculous dress suggested by the queen of course. 

Her father's words echo inside her head despite the noise amidst the crowd in front of their dinner table.

"The responsibility I have handed to you, the burden of this knowledge..." The King's voice drops into a whisper, holding Aenar Targaryen's dagger.

"It is larger than the throne, it is larger than me."

Her love for him is larger than anything else.

"It is larger than you...and your desires."

She swallows as if she ate the words he said, trying not to look guilty in front of her father.

"The Old King would've disinherited you."

"For a lie? For a slander that your queen claims? You've yet to ask me for the truth of what happened."

In front of her, she saw him, refusing to believe her.

"The truth doesn't matter, Rhaenyra." 

"But If I were born a man I could father a dozen bastards and bed whomever I wanted."

She defiantly said, her voice raising as soon as her father came closer.

"Yes, you're right." He rasps. " But you were born a woman." 

He firmly said to her. "Your courtship is at an end, you will marry Laenor Velaryon, and you will do so without protest."

Hearing this, she couldn't help but feel her heart break, but didn't let her tears slip away.

She sighs as she ends their discussion in obedience.

But deep down, she knows that Daemon will find a way to smuggle her out of this.

"Congratulations, Princess." Her eyes swiftly advert to the Lannisters, bowing in respect as she takes in the presence of Jason. 

He offers to take her hand, but Rhaenyra does not move. Viserys chuckles in his seat, pretending to be amused and nudges her knee underneath them. 

"Glad to see you all again-"

"Except you," The Princess cuts him 

off, her eyes piercing on the man that once proposed to her.

"Strutting like a fine man, wished he looked like one." 

Hearing her, Jason glared, eyes narrowing.

"Then tried to lure me to be his wife but failed, stating that he can father dragons." 

Everyone in the room paused as they heard her, him receiving awkward glances, but still, he stubbornly replies.

If Daemon were here, Gods know where-

"And this is how our future queen 

converses with the one of the most beloved lords of Westeros?"

He steps closer to the table, the atmosphere tenses between them. Jason would stop at nothing, but his insides quivered when he hears her again.

"Yes, you can father anything. But with you insulting the heir to the Iron Throne, let me speak to you, plainly."

She leans back on her seat as everyone exchange looks at their heated conversation.

"Only a dragon can father more dragons. A lion cannot, and you will 

fucking not."

Viserys held her hand firmly, signaling her to stop as they witnessed Jason stepping away and still bowing in respect to the King, but his eyes bore into hers as he is humiliated because of his arrogance for the first time.

"Rhaenyra..." 

She's had enough, and cannot receive more guests that flooded the throne room.

"Carry on with your speech, that Lannister cun-" 

The room falls silent as she sees her.

Instead of donning one of the dresses Viserys had chosen for her, she descended upon the steps, her velvet green dress dramatically caught the eyes of those who are envious enough to wear it.

She tries to walk like a queen, circling around their table before stopping to place a gentle kiss on her husband's cheek, her gaze fixated on the Princess.

"Congratulations, stepdaughter."

She says, giving her a fake grin.

"What a blessing this is for you."

Rhaenyra did not have to contemplate for she knew she's pretending in front of everyone, and she didn't care anymore.

As her father continues his speech, she anxiously shifts in her seat, occasionally looking around to see if Daemon would arrive.

He wouldn't miss this, it is entirely impossible that he had not heard about this.

"Any sign of him?" She hears her betrothed, also uneasy beside her.

"No, but I'll make sure he arrives 

before you can even blink, I mean he's just preparing to look good for the both of us."

"Seven hells..." Rhaenyra chuckles softly as she hears him curse, straightening up in his seat before downing his glass.

"Waiting for someone?" They heard Alicent, standing up to take her husband's seat, audaciously taking a seat beside Rhaenyra.

Laenor looks away, staying away from the Queen's sight so that she didn't have a choice but focus on Rhaenyra.

"We do not have to say anything to you, Your Grace."

"Oh, but you do." She replies, eyeing her up and down as she recalls the past encounter they had in the Godswood.

"I am certain you can explain how the both of you still managed to be betrothed despite the events that have happened. This celebration is entirely impossible to even happen."

This little bitc-

"I'm sure you would also like to share about how you are being used and fucked like a common-"

"You are speaking to the Queen, Rhaenyra." Alicent reminds her, her voice firmer than it was moments ago.

"And you are speaking to the one and only heir, Your Grace."

She averts her eyes from her and slowly rises from her seat. "Ser Laenor and I can choose to report you to the king, such vile insults were levied against us."

She came closer as she towers above her seated figure. "I am to inherit the Iron Throne, Your Grace. This is the highest of treasons."

With that, Laenor chuckles quietly as 

she leaves, thanking her quietly, with Alicent regretting her words and for going too far.

Hell, she can't even speak like a Queen in Rhaenyra's point of view. And there she remained seated, awkwardly for the rest of the evening.

She wastes no time and begins to search for him, taking off her shoes, her feet hurting.

Has he heard? It is entirely impossible for him not to have heard of it. 

It was publicly announced, her mind 

yells, he should be here to smuggle her out of this, to fight for her.

Her mind is in turmoil when she has searched everywhere, but came to realize that he never really came.

He never came to...to stop this.

"There you are." She sees her father in the hallway, coming towards her.

" What did you do?" 

Viserys stops in his tracks as he heard her voice cracks, adrenaline 

coursing in her veins, she knew that her father had something to do with this.

They were silent as they exchanged looks, then she moved quickly, descending onto the steps, her father struggling to catch up to her.

"Rhaenyra!"

Viserys yells, struggling to grab a hold of her as she sprints faster.

Her dress got all muddy once she reaches the dragonpit, the keepers moving aside to let her claim Syrax, then scanning the other cave, the cave where Caraxes sleeps, finding it empty.

She knew something was wrong. She mounted Syrax quickly, purposely ignoring the King from below as her dragon soars high into the sky.

It did not take long until for them to reach Dragonstone and find the Blood Wyrm, seeming he was about to depart, given the crates attached to him.

Her heart starts to beat faster as she runs into the castle, cursing as her dress drags onto the floor, delaying her from getting up the stairs.

As she tirelessly steps into a room, there she finds him, slightly coated with darkness as night creeps in.

"Uncle?"

When he hears her broken voice, it brings him back from the moment she begged him not to leave, crying ceaselessly as he restrains himself from touching her.

And this made him turn towards her.

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[coffeeandbatboys]

My thoughts on Guardians Of The Galaxy Vol. 3

Spoilers!!! I'm putting a cut right here so proceed at your own risk!!!

Ok so I am in an 80s phase right now, and this...this was just a movie that I loved. Fun, humorous, yet still having the ability to be emotional and, let's face it, dark.

Guardians has, for a long time, been my favorite series in the MCU. Not necessarily comics but definitely MCU. So even though this was only my second Marvel movie in the theater, I still had to go see it.

There were several parts where I actually thought every main character was about to die. If i were to liken it to any 80s movie, it would be Back To the Future 1,2,3. The way it ping ponged between victory and defeat kind of reminded me of that.

Also, I would have loved to hear Rocky Raccoon by the Beatles just once.

Oh well.

Adam warlock being this indestructible comedic relief who ends up having an inevitable character arc, taking to Blurp, and then saving Peter. The only thing that threw me off is, I'm a Narnia fan. HOW IS THAT THE SAME DUDE WHO PLAYED EUSTACE. CLARENCE. SCRUBB?

I know Floor and Teefs were supposed to be cute??, but idk I couldn't get into it.

There's some lovable villains, sure.

Holy $#!% I wanted to rip this mf's face off myself.

I think I hated him more than Thanos.

Which is saying a lot from me.

Anyways moving on I don't wanna talk about him anymore.

The uncensored F bomb was definitely surprising, but not unexpected. At some point it would either be Tony Stark or Peter Quill, and it ended up being the latter.

I liked the new lineup of the Guardians, and how retired guardians were able to be written out without getting killed off (I'm so friggin glad nobody died omg I was scared). I would like to see Mantis and Peter back together at some point, just so see more of their sibling dynamic, but go take care of yourself first, girl.

And I know everyone has their own opinion, but I'm actually kind of glad that Peter and Gamora weren't right back where they were before her death in IW. It kinda broke the mold of 'everyone gets a happy ending and everything is perfect'. We still got both closure and an open ending if they were to bring that relationship back, which I'm fine with either way.

It was refreshing to see a movie with a realistic, albeit bittersweet ending.

Overall, I loved this movie.

I also have a few things that could be linked to religion, but I'm not sure if this is the platform for that.

I would highly suggest going to YouTube and checking out New Rockstars' breakdown videos of the movie, cause Eric Voss made some really good points and predictions.

Little bits of the movie that I live for and cry about.

Baby rocket. Just, baby Rocket.

Baby Rocket's 'Hurts'.

Kid Rocket's wail after Lylla dies.

Peter and Gamora smiling at each other (whild holding Blurp) before their craft literally blows up and Adam Warlock still didn't die.

Yondu's Marvel force ghost.

Kraglin finally saying that Cosmo is a good dog. (He knew it all along.)

Rocket saving the kits and realizing that he is, in fact, a raccoon.

Mantis' cry for Peter as he's dying.

The fact that Peter just had to go back for the Zune to give it to Rocket. Like, baby you can't give it to him if you're dead.

Adam's awkward contribution to the group hug.

"I bet we were fun."

Nebula finally not being a vengeful outraged blue meanie.

Drax adopting like 200 children.

Jason immediately recognizing his grandson.

Come and get your love.

Space husband in a normal earth house eating cereal was something I didn't know I needed. But I live for it.

[evasive-anon]

Damian from Dceased would be a cool pre-existing option for this prompt. I know DC vs Vampires is more popular on tumblr and probably in general but please let me lore dump on this.

In his last appearance DCeased: War of the Undead Gods #8 Damian's just turned 18, he's lost almost all members of the batfam (Alfred and Cass I think are still kicking, Steph is an unknown because Damian begged Talia to take her to a pit when she was dying and he never finds out what happened to her) and he likes aborbs the life equation from Cyborg and sacrifices himself to save the galaxy from the anti-life equation zombies. Any death moment is a great excuse to isekai someone is what anime taught me so it seems like it'd work.

Notable facts from the Dceased timeline that could be tasty angst food for showing up in the past:

At the start of Dceased, Damian and Alfred lose everyone super quickly. Basically the anti-life virus infected people through the internet so Babs, Dick, and Tim all are turned about immediately. Dick and Tim are at the manor and start attacking Alfred, Bruce intervenes and saves Alfred but gets infected in the process. Alfred ends up having to kill all 3 of them with his shotgun which gives Alfred super PTSD (panel below is one of Alfred's nightmares afterwards).

Before he dies, Bruce gives Alfred a package and letter for Damian. The package? A batman costume in Damian's size and the letter basically says the mantle is his job now. (lowkey wtf bruce why do your last words to your kid gotta be batman related omg.) Since Damian was with the supers when this started his story and the justice league's are pretty intertwined but on a high level, he becomes Batman gets reunited with Steph who becomes his Robin (this dynamic SLAPS).

Damian also made his way back to the batcave at one point and found that Jason must have beaten him there because Bruce, Dick, and Tim are now buried and this is where this iconic panel comes in:

I think this moment is key, because if you want a Damian who particularly moved by Jason finding him Dceased Damian has good reason. In this moment he realizes he may at least still have one brother alive in this world, but tragically, the world is doing VERY bad. The JL determines fleeing the planet is their best option. They setup some space ships in key cities around the world for a survivor exodus, and to Damian's Jason does not show up to any.

Unbeknownst to him, Jason and Cass are actually together and alive but defending a orphanage alongside Rose Wilson, Mary Marvel, and Commissioner Gordon. They didn't have any transportation that could get them and the kids all to a ship by launch time so they had to hunker down unless they intended to abandon some of the orphans.

5 years later, the JL ends up coming back to Earth and Jason and Damian do end up reuniting, Jason tells him Bruce was right to make him Batman and Damian freaks out cause Jason actually got married. He also finds out Cass is alive. Its like a happy moment before things go downhill again.

And they go downhill very quickly, Constantine enlists the help of Jason, Damian, Rose, Cass, and Swamp Thing to go on an adventure to get the spear of destiny and go the Rock of Eternity and while at the second location an infected Capt Marvel Jr (Freddy) kills Jason before Cass takes the staff from Shazam and uses her newfound lightning powers to kill Freddy.

Rose is super upset to have her husband killed in front of her (TWICE THANKS TO HER BEING ABLE TO SEE THE FUTURE) and Damian is pissed that the family he JUST got back is now dead.

Damian gets extra pissed when Constantine doesn't even apologize for getting his brother killed after promising him no one would die. Why not apologize? John reveals he literally bamboozled Damian into giving support for his plan with the loophole of only promising to not kill anyone who wasn't ALREADY dead. lmfao. Damian did at least deck him for it but like the absolute audacity, but GOD Constantine was so funny and out of line on that.

Honestly that sums up all the batfam deaths prior to Damian's own. But his final panels go INSANELY HARD. He's literally like you took my family and I'm gonna take you out. Peak Batman vibes. Usually I hate Damian being the one with the mantle but I think it really worked in this run.

Prompt:

Damian, who has just lost the last member of his family, goes off the deep end and, in a fit of violent rage, goes tumbling through a portal and back in time.

Jason doesn’t know how the scary guy with the gunshot wound became his problem but he’s not heartless enough to leave him to bleed out beside some dumpster in Crime Alley.

[the-firebird69]

This is a palomino horse and it's not a pony and it's a beautiful beautiful steed and they are from Arabia all of it. Jason is very familiar with it and Lily too they love the horse it's beautiful and save their lives many times as powerful and it rhymes forever they help them a lot too because it's hard out there it doesn't like the desert but it's used to it and it goes on the edges mostly and they ride them only if they have to they're well fed well cleaned well groomed and loved and they race them. The world renowned and famous and they think seagraves came from this event here and from us fighting and them having a problem in the ocean and it is. They're very fast and they win most races. Black beauty is not one but has a tough time with these horses. We're going to get going on this and we have to and we're going to make them ourselves and we're going to start now others might try and really they usually do this is a patented mini Jeep ours will be a little bit different the tires will be further apart it'll be the same wheelbase from front to back distance they'll be different tires in different rooms the chassis and the engine and a lot of the inner workings will be the same we just changed the suspension out and it goes like 70 mph and we use anything from the John Deere 350 up. We're going ahead and we're going to start making these and a lot of them and they come with the top and doors thinking about 80 miles to the gallon and it'll be dealt approved in all 51 states and globally too they're already making a mini jeeps in India they sell like crazy but these would be modified and there be a kid and we'd be selling the kid formally like $2,000 she can have yourself a Jeep now I think he wants one of these and his mom had one it's a t10 I think and it's big enough and you change out the rear differential and we can offer that as part of the kit it'll be less expensive but he'd have to get the lawn mower you never know how these stupid things happen it's great for the beach they have tires that are fit for it and they're fit for the road a lot of times can be used but we choose not to the ones we use are airless the solid tires and the kids are pretty cheap and the lawn mowers are cheap but really this would be the start of the other would be that took took type configuration and for lawn roast it don't work we make them into trailers so don't throw them away we're going to be purchasing them sometime soon maybe this week I would like to set up a meeting with Jason and Lily

Thor Freya

I like to sit and meet about this casino I can see them up there sort of we can see the ground moving so we do get it

Stan

Yes we are up there we spent half a day at demolishing and the other half will finish it up and we're going to start proceeding to prep the land survey it clear it and we're going to have to let it settle has to rain so we're going to try and get to rain a few times and history quite a bit what while we're doing that we can start putting in infrastructure to the area and he says yes like power plants and those would be off to the side and sewer treatment and there's a lot of stuff that we can start on huge lay down areas not really going to happen but he says we can do preliminary work all the design and getting the people involved who want to be involved including the ostracized one and we don't need Trump even though he's included too the max will be there only a little we have a lot of meetings to set up and we're going to start doing that and stan helped.

Thor Freya

It's a lot of work that we can do and we can organize teams and get everybody who's going to be doing it involved and we're going to start now and yes my husband has a character named cable you can see in the winter go to libraries it's kind of what he looks like it's not really into full combat but he does look like that in the future in the near future

Hera

Olympus

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

North of Nowhere by Allison Brennan

Suspense-filled, action-packed, cat and mouse journey through the wilderness that could and does prove fatal for more than one. Enthralling from beginning to end ~ I could not put this book down!

What I liked:

* Kristen: sixteen, elder sister to Ryan, old soul, survivor, protective, capable, strong, resilient, fighter, does what it takes even though difficult, has seen more than anyone her age ever should, wonder what her future will be like

* Ryan: almost eleven, deaf, loves animals, aware of more than most, strong, wise for his age, loves his sister, a good person

* Tony: protective of and father figure to Kristen and Ryan for the past five years, enforcer for McIntyre family for years…till he wasn’t

* Ruby: ex-military, architect, grew up in a crime family, has lost much, wants what is best for her niece and nephew, strong, caring, capable, and needs to heal

* Nick: Tony’s employer, widow, Jason’s father, ranch owner, skilled in tracking and survival, loves his son and cares for his employees, responsible, wise, and caring

* Jason: Nick’s son, a year ahead of Kirsten in school and attracted to her, learned from his father about the area and how to survive, strong, protective, a nice guy

* The supporting characters and the parts they played

* The plot, pacing, setting, character development, flashbacks that fleshed out the characters and story, and the conclusion – though I really would like to know how they are all doing a decade into the future

What I didn’t like: * Who and what I was meant not to like

* Knowing that there are evil people as ruthless and horrible as more than one in this book that exist in real life

Did I enjoy this book? Yes

Would I read more by this author? Definitely

Thank you to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press – Minotaur Books

5 Stars

BLURB

New York Times bestseller Allison Brennan’s latest standalone is an unputdownable race to the dramatic finish. After five years in hiding from their murderous father, the day Kristin and Ryan McIntyre have been dreading has arrived: Boyd McIntyre, head of a Los Angeles crime family, has at last tracked his kids to a small Montana town and is minutes away from kidnapping them. They barely escape in a small plane, but gunfire hits the fuel line. The pilot, a man who has been raising them as his own, manages to crash land in the middle of the Montana wilderness. The siblings hike deep into the woods, searching desperately for safety—unaware of the severity of the approaching storm. Boyd’s sister Ruby left Los Angeles for the Army years ago, cutting off contact in order to help keep her niece and nephew safe and free from the horrors of the McIntyre clan. So when she gets an emergency call that the plane has gone down with the kids inside, she drops everything to try save them. As the storm builds, Ruby isn’t the only person looking for them. Boyd has hired an expert tracker to find and bring them home. And rancher Nick Lorenzo, who knows these mountains better than anyone and doesn’t understand why the kids are running, is on their trail too. But there is a greater threat to Kristen and Ryan out there. More volatile than the incoming blizzard, more dangerous than the family they ran from or the natural predators they could encounter. Who finds them first could determine if they live or die. . .

AUTHOR BIO

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Allison Brennan believes that life is too short to be bored, so she had five children and writes three books a year. 40 books and numerous short stories later, Allison relocated in 2019 from Northern California to Arizona with her husband and two youngest children. RT Book Reviews called Allison “a master of suspense” and her books “haunting,” “mesmerizing,” “pulse-pounding” and “emotionally complex.” She's been nominated for many awards, and is a three time winner of the Reviewer's Choice award winner for RT Book Reviews as well as the Daphne du Maurier award. Most recently, she was nominated for Best Paperback Original by International Thriller Writers. Most recent book: THE WRONG VICTIM out now in hardcover, in paperback in September 2022. In 2023, DON'T OPEN THE DOOR (Jan); SEVEN GIRLS GONE (April); and NORTH OF NOWHERE (Aug). You can reach Allison through Goodreads or through her website.

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[eclipsecrowned]

AND NOW FOR SOMEONE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT...

JOANNA LANNISTER. (tw for stalking, assault, incest, death)

personals dni.

Backstory: The eldest daughter of Ser Jason Lannister, Joanna was born into the wealth and privilege that other noblewomen could only dream of. Being the granddaughter of one Lord Paramount, niece to his successor, and in time bride to the most recent to hold the title, Joanna's name has long been worth its weight in gold. Despite her father being an unlanded knight, his name and her ambition carried her far.

Such machinations and good breeding brought her to the Red Keep, to dwell with Queen Rhaella as companion. There, she would serve alongside the Princess of Dorne, and met the two men that would gall her the most, the men by whom her life would be defined. The first of these was King Aerys himself, who coveted Joanna and pursued her with the bloody-minded focus of a hound set on a deer. The second was a cousin of Joanna's, Tywin Lannister, who became some other man when in her company.

Joanna eventually married Tywin, despite meddling on the part of Aerys. Afterwards, she departed the royal court and took up her role as the future Lady of Casterly Rock. Despite being the wife of a member of the Royal Council, Joanna kept her distance, seemingly contented with life at the Rock.She gave her husband twin children, Cersei and Jaime, the year before he ascended to become Lord in his own right. At some point, she caught her eldest children in a troubling situation and forcibly separated the two.

Joanna would die almost thirty years prior to canon events. The birth of her third child, Tyrion, proved too great a burden on her body. She is never seen properly in canon, save in a brief dream her eldest son has. However, she is mentioned infrequently by her husband, children, and other relatives, as well as the few surviving members of the last Targaryen court. In standard Martin fashion, her backstory and character are not wholly fleshed out, but her absence clearly has impact on what those who survived her became.

My Fanon:

Going to come out and set this one straight outright: I hate most secret Targ theories that are not written on the wall (Jon Snow, Aurane Waters, etc.) While I am content to let larger fandom/my followers debate among themselves if any of the core Lannisters are secret Aerys bastards, it's a narrative I'm not interested in pursuing via my Joanna. She has so little story or agency as is, and I disdain giving the former to her via her being assaulted by the husband of a close friend. All her children are Tywin's, and Aerys never got as far as he wanted. Please note, however, that this is not me saying that Aerys never hurt Joanna. Abuse can be so much more than physical.

My own take on the whole 'bedding' situation and Joanna being sent away after is actually very important to how I portray her, and it plays out thusly: Aerys got too handsy, Rhaella was made aware of that and realized that his obsession was escalating, she sent away one of her few remaining friends to spare Joanna what we the audience know Aerys to be capable of. However, in the rush of Tywin and Rhaella conspiring to send Joanna to the safety of the Rock, no one filled Joanna in on Rhaella's intentions. She believes she was punished by someone she trusted for Aerys' actions against her, and ends up with a simmering hatred for the Targaryen dynasty as a result.

The last interpretation of fanon events I will touch on is that my Joanna doesn't really mesh with popular fandom perception of her. She's not the sainted Token Good Lannister who could have saved her husband and children and thus the realm if she had only survived. She was harder in nature than that, and a coolly calculating expert manipulator, and either approved of or tacitly accepted Tywin's worst traits. That does not, however, mean that she falls to the other side of fandom that presents her as a poisonous scheming bitch in the same vein as her kin. There's a true thread of kindness in her, especially for victimized women and outcasts, she's a learned woman who eschews several in-universe prejudices, and she is quick to defend those who earn her loyalty at any cost. My Joanna is a deeply complicated woman with both vices and virtues.

Rohanne Webber was renowned for her red hair, and I headcanon the Presters are likewise ginger. By these power combined... My Joanna is only barely strawberry blonde, leaning heavily towards copper-colored locks than true Lannister gold. She's quite pale like most real world European redheads, too, which means that she freckles easily. And yes, she hates that. So much.

All three of her children get some aspect of her personality. Cersei gets that permissive, doting idea of motherhood from her mother, even if she might not fully remember it -- Joanna might not have always understood the twins, but they always got what they wanted from her within reason. Tyrion has her voracious appetite for knowledge and the written word, though she favored myths and poetry over his love for history. Jaime, unfortunately, got the coping mechanisms: You go away inside yourself. Whatever they make of your body, they cannot take your mind, so you seal yourself behind it like a locked door. This is not to say she's a carbon copy of any of them, just that maybe some things do come to nature over nurture.

In the afterlife, Joanna is raging against her entire family. Her husband's monstrosity towards other women after all she went through with Aerys. The twins for having done such a horrid, unforgivable thing with the bond they were given. The son she never knew choosing the path of least resistance over becoming something more than what he has endured. She does not smile upon any of these people. She has regrets.

A study in: Parents as People / Born in the Wrong Century / A half-painted portrait / Never speak ill of the dead / Female ambition / "Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it's all a male fantasy." / Tears are a woman's weapon / The courts of women / "For hands of gold are always cold but a woman's hands are warm." / A secret history / The things we leave behind / Regicide / "Women have minds and souls as well as just hearts, and they’ve got ambition and talent as well as just beauty. And I’m sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for."

Verses/AUs:

Mainverse: Follows Joanna through her arrival in Kings Landing through her eventual demise. Canon-compliant save for the touches necessary for my interpretation of certain events canon treats as ambiguous. Beginning with Joanna's arrival as a maiden to serve Queen Rhaella and following her through adulthood, marriage, and motherhood. Potential triggering content abounds, at least where Aerys is concerned.

Survival: Follows Joanna through pre-AGOT events up to the most recent canon. Joanna survives the birth of Tyrion, though weakened and unable to have any more children. While this generally improves Tyrion's odds as a Lannister give his mother is in his corner, the rest of canon is a question mark to be defined by my partners and I in terms of divergences. Potential triggering content in any setting where Cersei and Jaime still follow through on whatever happened to make them like that.

A Lionesses Survival: Follows Joanna in a wholly fleshed out survival AU. Beginning shortly after her canonical time of death and ending some decades past the current 300 year of canon. Joanna being alive does not magically fix the timeline, but she and Tywin conspiring against Aerys and Rhaella and Joanna making amends does completely upend pretty much every event in book canon. Comes with extensive lore that I'm happy to flesh out to interested parties.

Plot bunnies/Calls to Adventure:

For older muses: Your character knew Joanna from her time in court, both the victories and the insults. Whether we play out their time together as courtiers under the Targaryens or pick up with your muse reaching out to the now Lady of the Rock after her tenure at court came to an end, there's ample opportunity to flesh out a dynamic and see where it went/goes.

For younger muses: Your character has some tie to Joanna's children, whether as friends, rivals, or lovers. Joanna, for her part, is going to dissect your muse verbally to see if they are worthy of the time and effort her child puts into this relationship. You want to have some part in the story of one of her kids? You go through Joanna first. Generally based in survival AUs.

For Lannister muses: Wife, mom, cousin, sister, Joanna is many things to the various Lannisters we meet. Give me any opportunity, canon-compliant or AU, to flesh out these dynamics. Let's give her some depth beyond 'everyone apparently liked her and she pegged Tywin.'

For Lannister loyal muses: Tywin might be ruled at home by his lady wife, but that lady wife also rules while her husband is away from home. Your muse needs something of their Lord, and Joanna is the one that handles negotiations. Your muse must win fair lady's favor in order to pursue their own aim, as nothing moves within the Rock without her knowledge and approval.

For 'Targs Negative' muses: The only good Targaryen king is a dead Targaryen king. Aerys is a brute and monster, who landed solidly on the madness side of the coin. Towards the end of her life and into her survival AUs, Joanna was conspiring to bring him down and instate his son as king with her husband as Hand and Regent. Join her whisper war rebellion in its early stages and see what can be done before Aerys goes too far into his madness.

Notes on this character:

I think I covered pretty much all my heavy canon/fandom divergences under the fanon panel of his post? But yeah, Joanna and Aerys never went all the way, all her kids are Tywin's, she's not some sainted innocent too good for this sinful earth idealized woman nor is she the totally stripped of character to be a strawman bitch that anti-Lannister readers want the family to be.

Given my own trigger, I'm liable to be very selective in the Tywins I write with. My main is written by my best friend Axem, who I trust and who understands and respects my boundaries. Not that I think other writers would do otherwise, just that I feel more comfortable at the outset with them compared to a stranger.

Definitely open to shipping her elsewhere than Tywin. Love me some AU potential. My one hard line is no, I'm not shipping her with Aerys. In any capacity. Even in AU. Feels synthetic feels bad on my brain.

[broodyjoey]

Miss honey adopts Matilda and saves her from her terrible family. Such a beautiful story, finding someone (who turns out to be your long lost relative) who would love and care for you as you are and whoever you'll become in the future. Someone who notices what qualities you have and wants you to be happy.

In reality, Matilda would have to deal with all that toxic nonsense for the rest of her life, at least until she musters enough courage and enough money to escape her abusive home.

At least she lives in America where even singles can rent and buy property. She'd be smart enough for a job that pays well.

People like us, in a country where I'm not even allowed to buy property as a single until a certain age, no same-sex marriage, rent being super high (even in lowest priced places). What's the point of someone like me living?

Before I even turn old enough to move out, I would be pretty much dead. I don't know how I'm going to be able to live for another 10 years to hit the required age.

Getting a husband for me to buy a house? What if he hurts me just like Jason? Or maybe he won't love me like Isaac?

Maybe if Isaac wasn't an irresponsible, inconsiderate motherfucker —who constantly threw himself into problems time and again— we would make a good legal couple. Both of us wanted out from our families. I think it would've been a good think if he wasn't constantly on the verge of being thrown to jail. And from the last I heard from him, looks like he needed bail...dumbass. 😮‍💨

I think if someone who loved me, or at least is someone who could be my lifelong friend, could buy a house with me under the guise of marriage...it would be very wonderful.

We could be housemates. And if he wanted to ask a partner up to his room, go ahead. Whatever it is, as long as they don't disturb my room, a new safe space for me.

Isn't that what beards or lavenders are for?

I'd love to finally be free. I don't mind being a liar for the rest of my life. As long as I don't have to deal with life like this ever again.

Torturous, filled with violence, insults and pain.

I want a life filled with ease, love, patience, tender loving care and joy.

I like to imagine about my lavenders, daydream/madd about it. It'll be wonderful, everything legal is settled, I'll get my house and we'll both get the cover of having straight het "spouses".

So beautiful. Such a life. Imagining it makes me want transfer my soul and enter the beautiful world of this wonderful arrangement.

Something so oppressive looking to the outside world, but works so well to protect me and my friend in my conservative country. It'll be great to live like this, the stealth is enough to fool authorities to hand over the apartment plots.

Let's walk in there and treat it like a dorm. Except we can do whatever we want to, because it's half their house and half my house

Whatever. As long as we're in a place of safety, it'll be nice to live. Live like humans for once.

[reveluving]

I AM BACK AGAIN WITH MY HEAD IN HANDS AND HORNY BRUCE WAYNE ON MY MIND I NEED THAT MAN ABSOLUTELY INSANELY DESPERATE FOR BATMOM. SOMETHINNG ABOUT THE URGE.... DELICIOUS

BRB MICROWAVE NOISES ARE HAPPENING IN MY HEEEEAD 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

writing milf!Batmom was bound to happen at some point lol I was waiting for the day to finally happen fr fr SO HERE ❤

warnings: smut (18+ content, minors DNI!)

Look, with that many kids in the household, did you really think no one's going to talk about how sexy of a mother Mrs Wayne is?

Don't get me wrong, Bruce being called a DILF is not uncommon! Just look at him; a rich and respectable hunk of a man, who is also a father of six children and counting? So much hotter than when he was known as a playboy all those years ago. It was only natural for the public to talk about the missus in question as well.

Who could've possibly been the one to finally tame the Bruce Wayne and better yet, encouraged him into the married life?

You, obviously, and boy, did the public understand why.

No matter how much the media tries to deny it, they can never ignore your beauty, your grace, and dare I say, your MILF-ness.

C'mon, everyone's eyes were always on you the second you'd step foot into the gala. Oh, Mrs Wayne is here, in her new silky, silt-cut dress, matchint heels and jewellery that complements your every feature?

Sign me the fuck up!

You may have acknowledged the reputation bestowed upon you, but what you didn't realized was just how strong that power was.

But, of course, your reputation comes with a bit of a price to pay. Not by you, but by your children.

If there was one thing Dick, Jason and Tim were especially too familiar of hearing, especially on social media, it's about you, and the Internet can be very open with their thoughts. People are getting too comfortable on the app, as one would say.

While there was no denying that you were in fact beautiful, they were still your sons, and to see such language about you was almost as traumatic as seeing you and Bruce fooling around in bed.

• 'Mrs Wayne is so hot??? HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HER IN THOSE HEELS??? GYAT'

• 'I've seen her IRL when I was visiting her café and let me tell you; photos do NOT DO HER JUSTICE 🥵'

• 'If my future husband and I don't give Bruce and (Y/N) Wayne energy, I don't want it ☝🏼🤨'

• 'mrs wayne's thighs appreciation: a thread that will having you SCREAMING [includes 10+ photos]'

That last one in particular had an intimidating number of likes, mind you. As if their own set of fans weren't a lot to deal with already.

But hoho, if we're talking about Bruce Wayne's opinion on the matter?

Picture this.

It's like watching an edit of your favourites; going from a random video of you adorably scrunching up your nose to BAM—a slow-mo of you looking like a literal model. How or where anyone's ever gotten that footage from was uncertain, but if you asked Bruce if he's ever seen that video before?

Chances are, he'd say yes.

Repeatedly, even.

Hell, he might've saved it somewhere, amongst other 'tresures', for educational purposes.

He acknowledges the fact that you may be a teenage boy's fantasy, the dream trophy wife of many men, regardless if they were in their lonesome or in a tasteless marriage, but in the end of the day, you were his, just as he was yours.

And while he has the means to save your most intimate moments via his greatest machines, he actually prefers the good ol' polaroid. Saving at least a couple of boudoir photos in his pocket, wallet, the Batmobile, locked away in one of the Batcomputer's rack and much more. Whether they're photos of you lying on your stomach cross-legged in your lingerie, or even a picture of the two of you, glistening in sweat and naked in front of the mirror, he never ran short of his precious 'supplies', and he has more where that came from.

Knowing he was the only one able to not only see you, but make you writhe and scream and cum in his bed—in your bed, around his cock? He could die a happy man, truly. And he'll do just about anything you ask him to, no question?

Want his fingers inside you while he smothers his face in between your breasts? Certainly.

Want him to lie back so you can straddle his face and make you cum with that talented tongue of his? You don't have to tell him twice.

Want him to take your dress and lingerie off so slowly, even though his cock is aching to be touched by those sweet hands of yours? Say no more.

That man is always hungry for you, borderline desperate even, but what's new.

But, if it ever goes down to you, or when the public gets too comfortable voicing out, especially in front of you, and it clearly rubs you the wrong way, best believe he'll do something about.

He doesn't need the comments of others to know how sexy of a woman his wife really is, after all.

I wanted to write smut for this, considering it is a milf!batmom after all, but we all know how long it takes for me to do that HAHA I hope y'all still liked this one tho! Please don't forget to leave some sugar! ❤

[bigskydreaming]

Hi, I was reading your post about Jason punching Dick in the face when Dick revealed he fake his death was bullshit ( which it was) and it reminded me of an issue/question that has bothered me for sometime.

Why did people believe Dick was actually dead?

I’m not the most avid comic reader so maybe I missed something but it was always weird to me that everyone just accepted this especially given how Bruce was acting or should I say wasn’t acting.

This is a man when his child died another child had to come along and told him sir you are being too violent and emotional you need supervision. When his other child died he went all over the universe to bring him back to life because he knew it was possible ( which was happening at the same time), so why didn’t anyone think it was weird he wasn’t doing that for Dick. Can you imagine Dick really dying that soon after Damian it would be injustice Batman Version. You are telling me that Tim, Jason or Barbara didn’t think it was weird that Bruce didn’t also bring Dick’s corpse to the bring Damian back to life mission or mention it to themselves. Like what more likely Dick dead and Bruce is handling it well or that he fake his death to do something stupid and Dangerous after his partner/brother/ little bit my son the feelings are complicated died after he was knocked out and woke up to his corpse.

Oh man, this is like, the entire nature of my beef?

(Slight derail just to emphasize the fact real quick that Dick DID actually die, he was just revived quickly, but like, the trauma of his death was very real and its not like anyone was clued into Luthor having a resurrection backdoor built into his literal murder of Dick in the actual moment of it happening. So Dick’s death wasn’t fake, and additionally, he didn’t have anything to do with like, telling people about it, because he was literally comatose in the cave and recovering while Bruce was telling people....by the time Dick woke up in the cave, we already know that Alfred at least had already been convinced by Bruce that Dick was dead, so I have a kneejerk need to pushback against the Dick faked his death narrative by reminding people wherever possible that Dick had no agency in the spreading of that narrative. 

It happened without him being involved, and the only actual contribution he ever made to it was just not revealing he was alive before Grayson #12, after Bruce like.....emotionally, mentally and physically badgered him into accepting that doing so would be directly harmful to his family and he didn’t want to be the reason more people died when like, people had just died because he ‘let’ himself be captured and interrogated by Power Woman’s Lasso of Submission, did he?

SORRY TO BE PEDANTIC, just wanted to start this off on a clarification, even though I know the aim of your ask was very much in tune with the rest of my response. A lot of people don’t read the actual comics, so like, I’m never gonna skip over an opportunity to emphasize that the shorthand people use to refer to Dick’s death and the year he was with Spyral, is like, literally just shorthand for describing it. Its not actually an accurate description of how all that went down and who had the most hand in it).

BUT ANYWAY. BACK TO THE MEAT OF THE BEEF.

Okay so like, not only was the entire family and Bruce himself giving Dick shit for his death and Spyral, like, PAINFULLY egregious because it was literal victim blaming in every possible sense of the word....

None of it made a LICK of sense with ANY of their characterizations, and they ONLY all accepted it on face value because the Plot Demanded It, and when you're like, no, as a reader I say The Plot Demanded It is not a good enough reason for me to be like well sure, that makes sense......looking at the characters ACTUAL actions at face value pretty much just makes them all look like assholes?

Like, Tim has never gracefully accepted anyone's death. Ever. This is core characterization for him. He will go to the ends of the earth for his loved ones and to bring them back, prove they're not dead, refuse to let death be the final verdict for them. He was tempted to use the Lazarus Pit to bring his parents back to life. He refused to accept Bruce was dead long before he had any proof whatsoever of that theory. He tried to clone his BFF/future-husband Kon in his fucking basement like, dude was two whole inches away from going Full Dark Side in his quest to bring back a lost loved one no matter WHAT the cost.....and then you've got Dick unmasked onscreen, killed offscreen, and Bruce then reporting to the rest of them with zero inflection 'oh Dick's dead now. Its very sad' and Tim's just like, sure. Sounds legit.

I mean?!?!

And you're SO RIGHT ABOUT THE DAMIAN THING! Bruce LITERALLY LITERALLY LITERALLY went BEYOND the ends of the Earth, like, he full on chartered a fucking space ship to fly his whole family out to APOKOLIPS to bring Damian back from the dead by going to EXTREME lengths.....WHILE everyone else thought Dick was dead....

And not a single person looked at Bruce and was like, okay, not that we're not down to do this for Damian because we miss Stabby Smurf something fierce ourselves, but.....what the fuck is UP with you dude? Why aren't you displaying ANY hint of this same kind of energy in regards to your eldest son that you said you watched die right in front of you?

Like....I don't know that we were actually ever told that Dick's coffin was empty or had a fake in it, but like....this family of detectives who refuse to accept death, defy death, COME BACK FROM THE DEAD....not a single one of them said like, okay, if I'm gonna like, ACCEPT accept that Dick is dead and gone for good, I need to at least just see him one last time? That's literally all it would have taken for someone to realize hey something's a little wonky here. Where's the dead body, Pops?

Since when has Jason ever missed an opportunity to prove Bruce is a) full of shit, b) acting like an emotionless robot and all his kids deserve better especially when they've just like....died, c) just factually incorrect and wrong and jumped to a conclusion before it was conclusively proved, d) lying like a liar or e) all of the above?

Nobody even ASKED if Dick's body could be put in a Lazarus Pit? Yeah, Jason wouldn't necessarily recommend it himself, given what it put him through, but actually fuck that, I take that back, because I'm NOT actually of the opinion that Jason full on hates his life and actively spends every second of every day wishing he hadn't been resurrected, even if it had come with a huge buffet of additional trauma and pain.

And that's kinda what's implied when people just take it for granted that he would never be on board with any scenario involving using a Lazarus Pit to bring Dick back, because it suggests that based even just on his own experiences and feelings, he honestly believes Dick would prefer being dead and not have ANY further opportunities to be with his loved ones, his friends, help save the damn world again at some future point.....that Jason, projecting based just off himself, legit feels Dick would rather be dead than have another shot at life even WITH the downsides of Lazarus Pit usage? Nope. Sorry, I don't buy it.

Speaking of not buying it.....you know what was missing from all those soliloquies the others monologued at Dick about how they felt and were hurt and just devastated by his death, to such a point they can't seem to muster a single shred of happiness that he's NOT dead still -

(seriously, Damian was the ONLY person in ALL THE LANDS OF EMOTION-HAVING who expressed ANY kind of positive reaction to having Dick back. We were so fucking cheated of like.....ANY opportunity to have the characters show just how much they valued him by just being fucking HAPPY he was alive, no matter what else was involved....and then most of fandom compounded that by for years being like mmmm, no, Dick didn't get yelled at enough by his family for what HE put THEM through. Needs more yelling. More punching too. Bad Dick. Bad. This is the only way you'll learn not to die and get shipped off on a mission that you don't want but at least is to protect your family after being beaten into it by your dad whilst victim blaming you for dying in the first place. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN TO THINK ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE AND THEIR FEELINGS FOR A CHANGE, DICK?!?)

- But like, BUT I DIGRESS aside....you know what was missing from all those monologues about how hard DICK'S death and ensuing year of basically exile from his loved ones was for EVERYONE BUT HIM?

We never got a single line of explanation as to what everyone else officially thinks even happened to him in the first place?

Like, did Bruce straight up just say oh bad news kids, your brother umm. Expired. Spontaneously. There's no one to blame, he just keeled over, its all very sad.

Is that how that went down?

You're telling me that the explanation of Dick's death didn't come with a single pointed finger at someone for this family of blame-happy vigilantes to like, BLAME for the loss of this brother they all mourned oh so much, they just couldn't help but blame him for all the hurt it caused them?

The family that in every other fic is like OBSESSED with avenging and being avenged and all things vengeful and even tangentially vengeance-y....like didn't ask for a single detail on whomst the fuck deprived us of our brother-having?

Where were the attempts on Luthor's life by Jason (who I mean, yeah I know it was in a previous continuity, but erasing that timeline doesn't erase my awareness of the time Dick killed Jason's murderer so like.....mmm, just saying, woulda been nice)....where was the rage directed at the Crime Syndicate and references to how seriously and personally the Batfam took making sure that they were PUNISHED for all this and would never be free to wreak havoc on their world or their family again? What did they tell Damian when he came back to life, and how are you going to tell me that this fraternal little ball of fury didn't aim himself like a cannonball at whomever the fuck had DARED take HIS Batman from him when Damian wasn't around to have his back?

Not only does everyone else's desire to be avenged start falling really flat the second you factor in hey maybe Dick feels "mmm what about MY avenging" sometimes, and why doesn't anyone ever care about doing that for him.....but also, y'know what REALLY sucks about the ONLY person we actually SEE being blamed for Dick's death and ensuing absence being like....Dick himself?

Not only were his family all super keen on making all of this HIS fault and HIM the bad guy because of how it made them all feeeeeeel (and meanwhile fuck his feelings, am I right Batfam hfaklshfklahfkla).....

They somehow found a way to justify prioritizing this OVER ever even getting around to blaming some villain for his death in the FIRST place, in the entire year or so they thought he was still dead!

Like, you couldn't come up with a single target in all that time, but Dick's back two seconds, and you don't even give him a chance to EXPLAIN before you're punching him, shutting him down with 'I expected better from you' and turning away with 'I don't want to hear it, why am I surprised Dick Grayson disappointed me again'?

afshklfhalfhalfhla

Make it make sense!

And like, it won't, cuz it doesn't, and it never will, and like I said at the top, the ONLY reason it all played out this way is because DC doesn't give a fuck about character development and deemed it necessary to go down this way for the sake of the plot (which was totes worth it, I mean, glad we sacrificed characters for this A+ plot which was clearly the greatest plot of all time and definitely justified every story choice made or not made around it loooool).

BUT.

BUT BUT BUT.

The problem isn't JUST that DC is stupid, even though that is an eternal mood and quite the problem.

Its that the SECOND large parts of fandom decided to play along with DC and just accept the story at face value, only add to it and play into it exactly as it happened in canon with no significant deviations, and like, heaping on the LITERAL abuse from Dick's siblings while ignoring the LITERAL abuse from his father....

THAT....is when all of this becomes relevant.

Because the second people decided TO engage with the reasoning DC gave for what Bruce did and how and what Dick did and how and just not mess with any of that and have it all play out exactly like that...

The second people are like, okay we're FINE with not just dismissing this story as OOC writing that doesn't make any sense, and actually VALIDATING it to various degrees by engaging with it as is....

That's when 'OOC writing' stops being an excuse or explanation for alllll of the above gaps in character logic and actions.

Because its like, when you had abundant chance to REJECT this story and say nope, this was bullshit from start to finish and I'm not here for it, when you were just as capable of transforming literally ANY aspect of this story you didn't like into something that made more sense to you....

And you chose not to.

That's.....accepting it as valid writing. You were like, okay, I'm game to just treat this as a thing that happened, just like they said that happened.

For the chance to give Dick shit for it, see. For the angst, see.

And that's when I'm like okay cool, so when engaging with this story as is and accepting it on face value and just delving into the characters as they were SHOWN interacting with and around these events......for the angst or whatever....

You guys just all decided en masse to just hop, skip and jump over allllllllll the opportunities for angst inherent in examining even ANY SINGLE ONE of the above lapses in judgment or hypocrisy on the parts of the characters (who don't get to be excused by OOC writing if you're not going to call the story an example of OOC writing, whoops).

And its just like, uh, what's up with that?