#ff for life

[mei-yoi]

entered enemy territory today… wdym you hate on fanfics 😕

Bae why do you deny yourslef heaven 😞🙏

[foldingfittedsheets]

Back in the early days of dating my beloved wife we ended up breaking up for about three months for a variety of life reasons. Shocking no one we were extremely close during our interim, spending a lot of time together as fRiEnDs. This was excruciating for basically everyone in our lives who all wanted us to just go back to dating.

At one point I was looking at cute dresses online. Theres one site that lets you get them tailored right to you, which I really wanted, but I didn’t know how to measure myself and my beloved did.

So I showed up with the sheet of measurements at their house ready to be measured. Our friend Richard acting as an unofficial chaperone while not so secretly rooting for us to get back together called out what to measure next from the couch and logged what my beloved reported. The measuring tape gently looped my anatomy like an indirect caress.

It was an exercise worthy of fanfic. Each measurement grew more and more intimate from waist to inseam to thigh radius. My beloved and I were trying to pretend sparks and sexual tension weren’t flying off us in an invisible fireworks display but the final measurement brought them right into my crotch and they finally burst out, “What’s next?! Distance between labia?!”

The tension broke and we had a good laugh. We got back together shortly after the event. We both still like to joke about the homoerotic montage of that afternoon.

[spidernuggets]

imagine red hood and the reader being friends. They helped patch him up one day and now he won't leave then alone.

Then jason todd meets reader somewhere and they bump into each other quite often.

Now imagine reader gushing to hood about how cute this guy is and how bad they want to kiss him/fuck him/whatever.

I know hood's face would be matching his helmet and he resolved to ask them out the next time they met in his civilian form.

Jason Todd x Reader

Pt. 2

"Are you for fucking real?" You grumbled, half asleep yet a bat in your hands, ready to swing at the predator who knocked all the trinkets of your living roon window sill.

Bright white eyes shone back at you, the giant figure just standing there, though his hand was clutching his side.

"Man, I told you not to come back here," you scoffed, throwing the bat to the ground and getting your first aid.

"I got sliced." The modulated voice replied nonchalantly, heading for your couch.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I see it." I muttered, kneeling in front of him, inspecting the wound. "It's not that bad, Red. Should have you fixed up in a couple of minutes.."

"There we are," you sighed, finishing the bandages, admiring your handiwork. "Do you not know how to do this shit yourself or..." You asked, packing away the supplies.

"I like the way you do it." He muttered, patting the bandages, a dumb smile across his face, behind his helmet.

"You staying the night, or do you have to head out again?"

"Go out."

"Don't get yourself hurt again. Okay?" You said, your expression softening as you stood back in front of Red Hood, cradling his helmet in your hands.

He just grunted, getting up and placing his hand on your head in silent assurance that he'll be fine.

The next afternoon, walking around the city as you stumbled across a quaint, charming book shop cafe that you haven't noticed before.

The atmosphere was comfortable when you entered as you walked around the narrow aisle of bookshelves. When you spotted a book that you've been meaning to read for a while at the top shelf, you reached up to grab it, when another hand beat you to it.

You turned to scowl at the person who took your book when you were obviously there first, when you were met eye to eye with a gorgeous stranger. His face was sharp, with jagged scars decorating his face. His nose was big and slightly crooked. His lips were chapped. His eyes were a beautiful mix of blue and green.

Your brain short-circuited, forgetting that you were going to scold the man for taking the book, but isntead, you stood there, looking like a fool as you stared at the man.

But when you realised how creepy you looked, your fight or flight responded with flight, saying absolutely nothing as you tried to walk away, mentally slapping yourself for the awkward interaction.

"You like Austen?" The gruff voice said. A familiar voice, but you couldn't put your finger on it. You turned back to the stranger.

"Uhm.. I guess.. I'm not much of a book person, but I've wanted to read 'Emma' for a while now," you sheepishly said.

He nodded. "It's good." He said, handing you the book.

You stared at it. "Are you not gonna.."

"I've read it a bunch of times." He said, taking your wrist and putting the book in your hand. "You take it."

"Oh.. thanks.." You muttered.

"Jason." He said, extending out his hand as you shook it back, giving your name in return. Jason held back from an accidental slip of an 'I know.'

"Sorry for taking it off, you," he said. "I was just a little too eager to see the book. Can I get you some coffee while we're still here?"

Your eyes widened. "Oh! You don't have to real-"

He took your wrist, taking you to the coffee shop. Honestly, you were beginning to think this guy was a serial killer from how eager he was. But it was free coffee that you weren't willing to turn down.

"I met this guy today at a book and cafe shop I ran into," you said as you focused on wrapping bandages around Red Hood's bicep. This information made his ears perk up, remembering the little meet-up the two of you had.

"Oh yeah? Gonna replace me?" He said.

You scoffed. "No. But he was pretty hot," you said nonchalantly. "He had scars all over his face. And a great nose..." You muttered as Red Hood tilted his head.

"His nose?"

You looked up at him, a suggestive glimmer in your eyes. Red Hood shifted on your couch, suddenly feeling hot and uncomfortable.

He cleared his throat. "Is the nose the first thing you notice in a guy?"

"Not usually. His was just very distinct. I might go again tomorrow to see if he'd show up again."

And he did. He was already there the second you stepped in. And once he saw you, he was already walking up to you, seemingly determined to get to know you.

"Oh my god, Red!" You squealed that night. "He's actually so fine, you don't understand!"

Usually, Red Hood stops by because, according to him, he 'likes the way you patch him up'. But he just dropped by, unharmed because he felt like it. Also, he knew you'd talk about this Jason guy and wanted to hear what you think of him.

"His thighs- ugh!! I need my head in between them now!"

"My thighs not enough for you, sweetheart?" He muttered.

You rolled your eyes. "If I knew what you looked like, then maybe. Anyway, don't interrupt me. His hands?? I need to suck on his fingers, oh my god."

Red Hood shifted in his seat, his pants feeling tighter than usual.

But you continued. "His lips were pretty chapped. Don't ask me why I was looking at his lips, but man! I actually need him to shove his tongue down my throat. I need him to put me in a chokehold in between his biceps, I need to suck on his pecs. I can go on about the absolute VILE thoughts of what I'd let him do to me-"

Red Hood stood up. "And I don't wanna be here to hear them." He said, almost stuttering. "I'll come back tomorrow night."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, I'd expect it."

When Jason got back to his safe house, running an extremely cold shower while his hand was tight around his cock, he tried getting those filthy images that you described out of his mind.

Jason was a slow pace man, so as much as he was on the verge of tossing his helmet off, giving you the fantasy of stuffing your mouth with his tongue, he wanted to do the least and ask you on a date first.

SORRY ANON I wasn't sure how to conjure up the whole date thing. I might make a part 2 if interested!!

[hey-heigo]

happy pride month

[ariariari-freehounreal]

Winning the IDGAF war

[liesmultixxx]

“Why did you leave me?”

can you hear me crying?

the way annabeth thought percy had abandoned her like everyone else

… girl he fell into tartarus for you, he would never leave you

NEVER

rick was evil for that

[corneredcopia]

stobotnik continues to hold the title for ‘I read this in a fic and now it’s actually canon’

[rakiah]

[breath in, breath out] …… Can we talk about those lines?

[that-satireguy]

'You're a child you didn't live through the ages of REAL transphobia like us. Thats why you became a tmra!'

The trans kid in question, who is from the global south.

[mayanneaa]

between the waves - ᴊᴊ ᴍᴀʏʙᴀɴᴋ.

PAIRING : bf!jj maybank x reader

SUMMARY : you finally get to go on your surf trip with jj.

WARNING(S) : pure fluff hehe, not proofread

A/N : dividers by @roseraris

WC : 0.6k

masterlist.

You drag your surfboard through the hot sands of a Cancún beach. The sun is high in the sky and you are grateful you convinced JJ to use more sunscreen than usual.

You two have just arrived, starting your big surf trip. JJ's been planning it for ages and promised it will be great once it starts.

He didn't even leave much time to unpack at your Airbnb. Ten minutes after getting the key JJ literally begged you to go for a quick surf. And, of course, how can you refuse his puppy eyes?

"Come on, princess!" JJ yells, already dipping his feet in the water. He's practically buzzing with excitement like a little kid, and a smile creeps onto your lips. "The waves are so good here, I swear!"

You make it to his side and feel the waves brush your ankles. He's right. It looks like surfing here has to be fun. Your hands are resting on your hips when an idea comes to mind.

"Bet I'll catch better ones than you?"

You know exactly what just sparked in his mind. He grins, eyes glistening. “You? I’m sorry, baby, but you are challenging the best surfer in the Outer Banks. There’s no way you’ll beat me.”

“Sounds like someone’s scared…” You snort and run in deeper, throwing your body onto the surfboard and paddling through the water.

The smell of salt and sunscreen surrounds you, and the pull of the ocean feels like home.

Not long after, JJ follows, his giggles likely audible to everyone at the beach. The bigger wave is coming straight at you. You steal a glance at JJ as you stand up—his golden locks are already wet, droplets clinging to his tanned skin. A wide smile lights up his face, and you feel the warmth in your heart grow.

But you can't let him win.

Water roars into your ears. With your smooth cuts you know you've got the win in your pocket. Your surfboard stays steady as you shift your weight and ride the wave, JJ close behind. One second he comes close, dangerously close, his arms ready to push you. It's now or never.

You take a sharp turn, the sudden movement throwing JJ off his board into the water with a loud splash. You let out a laugh as you see him appearing over the surface, hair sticking to his face.

"That was so rigged!" he shouts, swimming over to you.

"Rigged? It's just karma for trying to push me!"

You hear him groan and before you notice, he pulls you into the water by your leg. You fall with a soft scream, quickly breaking into a burst of laughter.

You swim out, your bikini soaking. A shiver runs through you, and you notice JJ staring at you, with an expression you can’t decode.

“What?”

He’s silent for a moment, just scanning you as a whole, until he comes closer and answers, “Just… being here with you? It’s everything I dreamed of.”

The corners of his mouth go up as he leans in and softly kisses you. You wrap your arms around his neck, letting out a muffled giggle into his lips.

This is perfect. The prettiest beach you’ve ever been to, stunning waves just waiting for you to get them, and JJ. You couldn't wish for anything more.

The kiss is slow; he savors every second of it. When you pull away, his lips instinctively follow after yours. JJ's hot breath fans across your face, making your cheeks flush bright red.

"Don't think kissing me will make me forget about your loss," you say, and a chuckle escapes his lips.

"Guess I’ll have to try harder, princess?"

[sodamnbored]

Catching Up

Thalia: So what happened after Juno took you? Where did you go? Were you safe, happy?

Jason, uncomfortably brushing her off: Well, it’s a long story and kind of a bummer haha. You don’t wanna hear that right now.

Thalia, softly: Jason, I’ve waited thirteen years to hear your sad stories.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I feel the need to share since my lube post is going around that my life is just like that since I worked at the sex shop. Sex Ed is a very standard topic. People just immediately pick up a vibe from me and even in situations where someone doesn’t know I used to sling dildos for a living they’ll just start confiding sex stuff to me.

Not in a creeper way. But like this weight had been lifted and they can finally talk freely about sexual topics. The energy I put off is just so blasé and accepting that people tell me about their sex lives, usually very quickly after meeting me. They usually then have a moment of panic or regret and apologize but I always reassure them that I used to work in a shop and that I see nothing odd about talking about it.

My go-to line is, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.” They always laugh. Then the questions get more specific or people start asking for brand recommendations. It’s always been funny to me.

My beloved has always been a little confused by it. “People don’t just start talking to me about sex! I know you don’t bring it up. It just always seems to go there when people talk to you.”

“It’s just my energy.”

The first time I was meeting their mom she was coming to stay with us. We picked her up from the airport and brought her home. My beloved went upstairs to use the bathroom. When they came back down their mom was asking me questions about vibrators and their jaw hit the floor.

In our room later they said, “She doesn’t even talk to me about that stuff! She’s so embarrassed about sex topics, I cannot believe she was asking you about that!”

“What can I say,” I shrugged, “I’m a creature devoid of judgement.”

[spidernuggets]

hear me out… jason todd feral. and i mean like post a dip in the lazarus pit kinda feral. 🤭

MDNI

feral jason todd, who's pumped after a successful mission, coming home to you with extra adrenaline and a rock hard cock.

feral jason todd, who has his tongue shoved down your throat the moment he crawls through the fire escape.

feral jason todd, who is too excited and already has more than half his armour stripped, and is helping you take yours off.

feral jason todd, whose hands roam your body, placing his lips against every inch of your skin, givung you as much physical and emotional love as possible

feral jason todd, who's giddy and laughing with you as the two of you stumble over a bit of clutter while trying to make it to the bed.

feral jason todd, whose eyes glow a tint of bright green when he finally sees you bare naked.

feral jason todd, who takes a few moments to stare at your curvy figure before his lips and tongue attaches to your skin once more like a magnet

feral jason todd, who is so needy but still asks you if you're ready and if you want him, in which you hold his face and pull him in for a passionate kiss the same time he plummets his greedy cock into you

feral jason todd, who stays still for a second, hovering over you, needing to take a moment because you just feel so good around him and he's trying so hard not to cum in the first few minutes he's inside of you

feral jason todd, who finally thrusts back and forth, shifting the bed with him, making the headboard hit against the wall

feral jason todd, who can't keep his mouth shut and is always babbling compliments to you

"Fuck, you're so perfect." "You feel so fucking good your me." "You're so gorgeous." "You were fucking made perfectly for this cock." "Fuckin' need ya so bad." "Wanna be with you forever." "You own my fuckin' life, sweetheart." "I love you so much."

feral jason todd, who is always asking you if he's making you feel good and if he's doing alright because he doesn't want to hurt you.

feral jason todd, whose dick twitches when you can barely form a sentence because he just stretches you out so perfectly, and you reply with "Fuck! Y-yes, feel so g-good, you make me feel so so good!"

feral jason todd, whose eyes are shut so tight, trying to contain himself as he's coming close to his high

feral jason todd, who has tears pricking the corners of his eyes, trying to find your hand, intertwining your fingers together

feral jason todd, who tells you to cum with him, and when you do so, you both pant out a string of i love yous

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pls tell me i got ur ask right, anon 😭🙏🙏

[drenmastr]

Midwinter's Lunacy

[catharina2003-ao3]

Before the wild life finale I briefly considered writing a fic about Jimmy helping people move on from their deaths as Canary, and realizing after Secret Life that it meant people could get stuck if he didn't help them move on (Lizzie hung around in the void)

Just now, I suddenly got the inspiration; what if that's why Skizz, Mumbo, and Martyn are able to come back as zombies??? Because they hang around until Jimmy's able to help them along.

I probably won't write it, but I figured I'd share the idea regardless

[glowing-starlight]

If Hope Estheim has 0 fans, then that means I am dead.