#No Beta We Die Like Mne

[golden-buddle]

Dan.. wasn't sure where he was. One moment he was right besides Rorschach, getting ready to leave for patrol, and the next he was smack dab in the middle of an alleyway.

That itself would have been weird enough, enough to start to panic, but there were two other factors that had Dan fluffing up his feathers and digging his claws into the concrete below him.

One, Rorschach wasn't next to him. But more importantly- He couldn't feel the city.

As literal representatives of their city, Rorschach and Nite Owl were quite literally connected to said city. So not feeling the city under his feet, not feeling the beating heartbeats of everyone who walked among their streets was.. disorienting, to say the least.

With his wings stretching to make himself seem bigger as he tried to calm himself, the panicked city aspect leaned against the nearby brick wall. All the while, low burbles of bird noises slipped from his mouth.

[simplyghosting]

My favorite ao3 tag is and always will be “no beta we die like [character that dies in canon]”

[dykesbat]

I heart writing paragraphs abt sm I’m passionate abt but also having absolutely no brain cells when it comes to reading paragraphs <3

[candiedcoffeedrops]

Cloud Gazing

Ring Schwarz x Reader (no pronouns used)

Notes: I just wanted to write something sweet and fluffy to take a break from trying to write three other things all at once and this came out. Not a lot to say here, just fluff!

WC: 674 CW: None, but it is written from Ring's perspective. Also, tooth-rotting fluff, but that's it that's all I can think of.

Oh yeah, still no beta. We die like mne.

“Ring! That one looks like a crocodile in a sun hat! See look, that part there is the snout, right? See how it’s open like it’s smiling? Then-”

I sit on the grass beside you, the sun's warmth soaking into my skin as the clouds drift lazily overhead. Your voice, light and full of laughter, fills the air as you excitedly point out shapes in the sky. My gaze follows your outstretched finger, tracing the contours of a particularly fluffy cloud that might indeed resemble a crocodile in a sunhat—if I squint. But my attention inevitably drifts back down to Earth—to you.

I try to focus on the clouds, really I do, but my gaze keeps sliding back to you. Something about the way your eyes light up when you spot a new shape, the way you smile as if you’re discovering a treasure in the expansive blue above, draws me in completely. My chest tightens with a mix of comfort and a kind of yearning welling up within me as I become acutely aware of your proximity. My eyes dart downward, noticing your other hand is splayed on the soft grass, fingers pointed towards me, and my own twitch with the suppressed urge to reach out and touch them. Surely, that wouldn’t be too forward, right? After all, we’re–

Your attention turned to me and I immediately refocused on the cloud, hoping you didn’t notice me staring. But the warmth spreading across my cheeks betrays me, and I silently curse my traitorous face.

Your giggle bubbles up beside me, and I feel the flush intensify. I turn my head, my lips thinning as I try to hide it.

“Caught you looking,” you tease, another laugh escaping your lips. “What’s so fascinating? Do I have something on my face?”

“I–wasn’t…I mean, I was, but–”

Before I can finish, you shift closer with a soft hum, and warmth envelops my hand. I glance down to find our fingers intertwined, your gentle squeeze a soothing balm to my nerves. It’s a simple, sweet gesture, but one that never fails to ground me. “It’s okay. I look at you like that sometimes, too. So, I don’t mind.” Your voice is warm, and your smile is bright. I breathe a small sigh of relief, the tension ebbing away as my own lips curve into a smile.

A silence passes over us, though not uncomfortable and I’m grateful for the chance to collect myself. You return to cloud watching but I remain focused on you. Every once in a while I’ll see your eyes shift to me and a subtle pink graces your cheeks as you point out new shapes in the sky. You bring so much light to everything, even small things like this and it makes me so immensely grateful I found you. You put the sky above to shame.

Your voice becomes a soothing rhythm, lulling me into a sense of calm. I hadn’t realized how tired I was, but now, with the sun warming my skin and you beside me, the tension I’ve been holding onto starts to slip away. My eyes grow heavy, and despite my best efforts to stay awake, and spend time with you, I feel the need to rest.

“Hey,” I begin, drawing your attention to me again with a curious tilt of your head. “May I…lean on you?” I ask, and I know it comes out as more of a nervous murmur than an actual question, but still, you smile softly at me and nod, offering your shoulder. The warmth of your body against mine is comforting, grounding me even as sleep pulls me under. I nuzzle closer, the scent of your hair filling my senses. A soft sigh escapes me as the tension begins to melt away.

The last bit of consciousness I have allows me to hear you hum softly, your fingers threading gently through my hair. “Sleep well, Ring.” You say and I can’t help but smile as I let myself fully relax into a sweet sleep.

Cloud dividers by @drinkthesky

Banner done by me.

@drachonia

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

What Came First the Brucie or the Batman?

by raven_of_hydecastle Before that night at the circus, Batman had never taken his mask off. Ever. He was a creature of the night, crafted out of the nightmares of the unavenged as an enemy against their wrongdoers. He was vengeance, justice, and a thousand shadows given sentience. Then he met a child made of sunshine, and everything started to change. Dick Grayson was making him human. Literally. ________ AKA Gotham's local eldritch horror, Batman, decides he needs to be a better dad for Robin. The solution? Become Bruce Wayne. Words: 2612, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: Cryptid Batfamily (DCU), Eldritch Horror Batman, Eldritch, Scary Batman, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, Family Feels, Found Family, Identity Issues, Memory Loss, Eldritch Horror Alfred, Wayne Manor, Batman is Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, And he is succeeding! Sorta!, Protective Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Is Trying His Best, Comedy, Dysfunctional Family, Alfred and Bruce take all their human cues from Dick, who is nine years old and raised in a circus, Dark Gotham City, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Shapeshifting, Makeovers, Rise of the Brucie Wayne, nobody has the braincell, BAMF Alfred Pennyworth, Child Death, nobody in this haunted house can cook, Dick Grayson's love of cereal, Dick Grayson is a Ray of Sunshine, Dick Grayson is Robin, Kid Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is a Menace, Dick: Do you feel bonita?, Bruce: Yes, Dick: Good. because you look bonita!, No beta we die like mne via https://ift.tt/TDub921

[bruce-wayne-simp]

Ok so I conjured up this little ficlet over the course of like an hour while eating lunch

Inspired by a pic of Tom I saw earlier today 👀

Glimpses of Humanity

Rating: M

Word count: 428

Tags: Dream/Hob, Fluff, Retired!Dream, vague body image stuff, romance, no beta we die like mne

Thanks to @chaosheadspace for the title ❤️

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Hob leans against the doorframe, watching with a fondness as Dream studies himself in the bedroom mirror. He's dressed in a grey shirt, and those absolutely criminal skinny jeans he found at the shops last week.

He has the hem of his shirt pulled up to his chest, staring at the line of dark hair on his belly. Fingers lightly grazing it occasionally.

Dream has been retired for a few months now and is always discovering new parts of his body that he'd never noticed before, much to Hob's delight. And sometimes embarrassment, though most of that had been quickly squashed soon after Dream had shown up to Hob's flat.

"Hello handsome."

Dream's head snaps up, startled, from where he had been focused. He makes no move to pull his shirt down, Hob notices.

He walks up behind Dream to wrap his arms around him, resting his head on his lover's bony shoulder. Dream relaxes into his hold.

"What were you doing?" Hob turns and kisses his neck.

Dream runs a finger over his own abdomen. "I noticed it earlier this morning. While I was changing my clothes. I'm not certain how I feel about it."

"That's okay." Hob tightens his arms around him. "I can show you how to shave it, if you'd like. Or we can look into something else to get rid of it."

Dream nuzzles into his hair. "What about you?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you like it?"

Hob moves a hand down to run his fingers along Dream's fuzzy abdomen. He shivers in his arms.

He noses behind Dream's ear, "I love it, duck."

Dream turns in his arms to capture his lips in a searing kiss, one hand coming up to bury itself in Hob's hair, the other resting on his chest.

Hob walks them over to the bed, gently pushing Dream down onto it, breaking their kiss slightly before he climbs onto the bed as well, hovering over his lover.

"Truly?"

Hob runs his thumb across a cheekbone. "Truly, dove. I love every part of you."

Dream smirks, "How much?"

"Cheeky thing. I'll show you how much."

Hob kisses at Dream's cheeks and neck as he makes his way down his body. Dream's body lurches as he reaches up to snatch a pillow for his head. Once a king, always a king. Hob snorts and Dream lightly smacks at his head in response.

Hob acquiesces to his lover's will, pulling Dream's shirt up to kiss and lick at the newly discovered hair there, following it down to where it disappears under his jeans.

Fin.

[businesstiramisu]

No beta we die like mne is just an objectively funny tag, i've considered using it on stories that I *did* get beta'd (and i'm not the only one, judging from some variations)

No beta we die like <blorbo> is also pretty funny, there's so many variations

Sometimes is a beloved character who's death is painful to the fandom. I've seen people apologize for using the tag

Sometimes is a character who's death pretty much everyone rooted for (e.g. Jin Guangshan, Shou Tucker)

sometimes is a character where the whole point is That Bitch Came Back to Keep Causing Problems. Wei Wuxian and Jason Todd are very popular in their respective fandoms for this. I like this, I think really captures the spirit of fic writing.

of course it's even funnier if That Bitch *keeps* dying and coming back over and over. (Only seventeen uses of "no beta we die like Daniel Jackson", but i love every one of you)

What I haven't seen is "no beta we die like [character that doesn't even die]". (Well, I've seen fics that used Midoriya and Jin Ling, but in both cases they were fics where said character did (temporarily) die)

Even funnier I think would be "no beta we die like [character that cannot die]" which might be difficult b/c even very immortal characters, people can probably come up with edge cases. But, idk, the fungus from that one viral post. Jones from Gunnerkrigg Court. idk send me your unkillable blorbo and I'll check if they have a no beta tag.

And I don't really have a place to fit these in but two more fun ones I found in my bookmarks while typing this:

no beta no death no gods no masters

no beta we die on a hill of poor decisions

[eastwindmlk]

Rating: Explicit Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Order Jily, Post-Hogwarts, Drunk Dialing, Breaking Up & Making Up, Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Creampie, Oneshot, mentions of cheating, But that doesnt actually happen, No beta we die like mne

Summary:

When James breaks up with Lily, she is fine. She has plenty of things to distract her from it and it barely hurts. Until it does and she makes a series of bad decisions. 1. Go drinking alone 2. Figure out the landline is connected 3-6. Call James and leave him a voicemail 7. Meet him for coffee. Or was that just what they needed?

There was something about the way he gazed at her, a sense of longing. Though his words were a stark contrast. “Now, don’t get ahead of yourself, Lils. We’re still having coffee.” followed by a change in topic, 

Okay, so it was not just her that felt it then. That tug, that heat that brewed between them, something that she had pushed down until last night brought them crashing through all the boundaries she had carefully built over the time that they'd been apart. 

For some reason, she could simply not get him out of her system. 

“Tell me about your internship and how bloody boring it is.” A friendly topic, nothing she could read into there. Putting them firmly in friendly. 

Laughing at his joke, a little too high-pitched, a little too eager. Thinking to herself that she was losing it, slowly. He was just undoing her just by sitting there, just by playing into the things she said.

Just as she was about to answer, James added: “After that, we can talk about how you find yourself daydreaming about having a quick one with me in the ladies’ room of a coffee shop.” he wasn’t even trying to be subtle anymore with this. Expertly pushing her buttons and pulling her strings. 

Read the full thing on Ao3

This was supposed to be a microfic, but it looks like this will be my first submission to @jilymicro-oops even my guestimating was off,

[ooksaidthelibrarian]

Here he was, properly alone for the first time in months, allowed to do what he wanted with himself for a few precious days. And the only thing on his mind, no matter how much he tried to ignore it, was pleasuring himself. Left on his own by his captors, Halsin does not get the much needed break he hopes for

In the Air

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Rating: E Words: 3705 Pairing: Halsin/His Drow Captors

Read it on AO3 or Squidgeworld

Sex Pollen

sex incense actually

Extremely Dubious Consent

Captivity

sex slave Halsin

Sexual Slavery

Cock Cages

Masturbation

Dildos

Threesome - F/M/M

Anal Sex

Anal Fingering

Cunnilingus

Forced Orgasm

Dry Orgasm

Stockholm Syndrome

Trauma Bonding

Gaslighting

Emotional Manipulation

No beta we die like mne

[ao3screenshotss]

Author’s note: Sorry this is a bit delayed! And the writing might be shaky lol, I’m in the hospital with suspected stroke and am having to go from memory of scenes, normally would replay/ rewatch first ^.^; right arm and expressive speech are also fucky, having trouble making words, so, yeah, no beta we die like mne

[ao3feed-superbat]

I'm Really Pretty

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bUtoDlQ by PanPanda420 Bruce is just tired, cold and wet. All he wants is to take a nice hot shower and go to bed. While taking said shower he reminisces about a meeting at the Watchtower. Words: 2684, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Chords Of The Chiroptera Fandoms: DCU, Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Top Clark Kent, Bottom Bruce Wayne, Possessive Clark Kent, Thong, no beta read we die like mne, jk my cat beta read this for me, Don't copy to another site, towel theift read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/bUtoDlQ

[golden-buddle]

Rorschach lightly grumbled to himself as he paced the roof. He didn’t know how he got here, nor did he know where his partner was.

The only thing he did know, was that this wasn’t his city.

The lifeblood of this city didn’t pump through his veins, he couldn’t reach out and feel the traffic surge through his streets, he couldn’t tilt his head back and smell the town’s beating nightlife. He couldn’t even feel his partner’s location.

And that simple fact caused something akin to adrenaline to rush through his system.

His mask shifted, something similar to a fang pressing against his face as he moved. He wanted, no needed, to get off this roof, to press into this city and find out where Nite Owl had gone- but he couldn’t. He didn’t have the capability, this wasn’t his city.

It was too confusing, everything was too confusing. The nature of this strange city, his almost completely disconnection from his actual city, slowly but surely pushed him closer and closer to ferality.

So all he did was pace.

Just pace, and pace, and pace.

[we-die-like-x-tag-tournament]

Friday, Round 2, Poll 6

[elisedonut]

❄️HARRY POTTER REC FEST 2023❄️

Day 8: A canon-divergence fic

My Choice:  The Nightmare Which Saved the World by East_Of_Akkala

one of many what if people figured out Peter was still hanging around earlier fics but with a Percy focus!

it took me a moment to think of something for this one but this is such a fun concept to me i enjoyed it alot

@hprecfest

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Remus Lupin & Percy Weasley Characters: Remus Lupin, Percy Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, Peter Pettigrew Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Book 3: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Percy Weasley-centric, Remus Lupin-centric, Boggarts (Harry Potter), Mystery, Background Relationships, Most of the characters are teenagers so there's going to be some of that, Friendship, Congratulations you’ve found the friendship you didn’t want or ask for, Minor Percy Weasley/Penelope Clearwater, Penelope Clearwater - Freeform, Oliver Wood - Freeform, No beta we die like mne, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Albus Dumbledore, congratulations you’ve found the fic you didn’t want or ask for, metaphor for child abuse, not from the Weasleys though they’re great, Angst with a Happy Ending, Minerva McGonagall - Freeform, Severus Snape - Freeform, ron weasley - Freeform, Tags Contain Spoilers, Wordcount: 10.000-30.000 Series: Part 1 of A Nightmare and What Came of It Summary:

Remus Lupin's first week at Hogwarts is derailed when he lets another student try his hand against the boggart in the staff room. What he sees leaves him with many questions about the events of twelve years ago.

Percy Weasley's first week of his seventh year is similarly derailed when he comes face to face with a long-forgotten nightmare, one which may change the course of more than one life.

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

Captain Oh My- Not My Captain!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51846265 by uncouth_peasant “There was an emergency evac mission called by S.H.I.E.L.D and they called Tony, Nat, Sam, Buck, and myself,” Clint explained. “Thor is in Asgard doing… something, Bruce is across the world for a world health crisis, Rhodes is with the UN, and Steve stayed behind to keep an eye on the tower and watch a rising threat in the city underbelly. If he’s down, now’s not the time to be alone in a battle.”   “Before I do anything,” Peter said, hushed, “I need you all to understand that I’d do what you asked if I could.”   “What’s happening?” Mr. Stark asked, immediately worried. Other voices chorused after, a blend of professional concern.   Peter swallowed hard before firing a web to swing into the fray. “Cap’s going after civilians. I’m out of time.”   Words: 4813, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Peter Parker Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Steve Rogers, Avengers Team Members & Peter Parker Additional Tags: Peter Parker Whump, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Needs a Break, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Precious Peter Parker, Hurt Peter Parker, ouchies, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Protective Steve Rogers, Protective Tony Stark, Team as Family, Quinjets, Peter Parker Lacks Self-Preservation Instincts, Worried Tony Stark, Mentioned Thor (Marvel), Mentioned Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Protective Avengers, tags to be updated, No beta we die like mne, Mind Control, Cap goes through it, So does pete, Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Identity Reveal, Spider-Man Identity Reveal read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51846265

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

What Came First the Brucie or the Batman?

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TDub921 by raven_of_hydecastle Before that night at the circus, Batman had never taken his mask off. Ever. He was a creature of the night, crafted out of the nightmares of the unavenged as an enemy against their wrongdoers. He was vengeance, justice, and a thousand shadows given sentience. Then he met a child made of sunshine, and everything started to change. Dick Grayson was making him human. Literally. ________ AKA Gotham's local eldritch horror, Batman, decides he needs to be a better dad for Robin. The solution? Become Bruce Wayne. Words: 2612, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: Cryptid Batfamily (DCU), Eldritch Horror Batman, Eldritch, Scary Batman, Crack Treated Seriously, Fluff and Crack, Family Feels, Found Family, Identity Issues, Memory Loss, Eldritch Horror Alfred, Wayne Manor, Batman is Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, And he is succeeding! Sorta!, Protective Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Is Trying His Best, Comedy, Dysfunctional Family, Alfred and Bruce take all their human cues from Dick, who is nine years old and raised in a circus, Dark Gotham City, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Shapeshifting, Makeovers, Rise of the Brucie Wayne, nobody has the braincell, BAMF Alfred Pennyworth, Child Death, nobody in this haunted house can cook, Dick Grayson's love of cereal, Dick Grayson is a Ray of Sunshine, Dick Grayson is Robin, Kid Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is a Menace, Dick: Do you feel bonita?, Bruce: Yes, Dick: Good. because you look bonita!, No beta we die like mne read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TDub921