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This is based off of that one tiktok from @sorruna where it’s the audio from Spider-Man: Into the Spider-verse.

——

Dick Grayson was a sneaky, intelligent little shit.

He was also dumb. These things are not mutually exclusive.

To this day, one of his best kept secrets- one of the many, many that he had now- was something he’d take to his grave.

Or to Jason’s grave, at least.

Dick sat down and began telling the story to ears that would never truly hear it.

——

Batman’s voice rumbled behind him as Dick, in his Robin suit, stood blankly on top of a roof.

“I know you snuck out last night, Robin.”

Dick froze, train of thought about his dinner derailed. Holy busted, Batman! Quick! Play dumb!

“Who’s Robin?” He asked, the years of performing in front of a large crowd coming to save his ass.

Not that dumb!

Batman sent him a dry look, reprimand already poised on his lips. Dick, however, was nothing but a good performer. Nay, a dedicated performer.

Quick! Do something out of character! He shouted at himself, panicking visibly. He stepped backwards, an idea appearing in his head. In his defense, it sounded like an amazing idea at the time. He had no idea it would blow up into a Justice League issue. If he had known… Dick would have lied better, probably. There was no way he was going to let B bench him for weeks!

“Who the fuck are you?!” He yelped. Dick apologized mentally to Alfred and his parents. Batman paused, stunned.

“That’s my question. Who are you?!” Bruce asked, immediately hostile. His son doesn’t curse. Well, not in any normal way anyways. Dick quickly backpedaled by yelling at him with a heavy Vlax dialect, missing his parents terribly as he screamed stranger danger in rudimentary Romany. After this, he was going to have to convince Bruce to get him a language tutor. He refused to forget one of the only ties he had left to his parents.

“Wait, wait- you’re my son.” Bruce replied back, in perfect Romany. He looked more convinced but still skeptical.

“My dad is a circus performer! Not a flying rat!” Dick screeched back. He couldn’t help but feel touched about Bruce seeing him like a son.

“Oy! Keep it down out there, you assholes! Some of us like our sleep, damn!” A random Gothamite screamed out of their window.

“Yo, shut the fuck up! The vigilantes are helping to keep the rent low, motherfucker!” Another Gothamite shouted back.

….

Needless to say, Bruce quickly brought Dick back to the cave- with precautions to make sure he didn’t figure out where the Cave was if Dick was actually someone else.

——

“You would have loved it, Little Wing. B was running around like a headless chicken. The memory loss protocol was actually made because of me, you know.” Dick chuckled, sniffling as he talked to the carved gravestone.

It did not reply.

——

The blood tests came back. Yeppers, Dick sarcastically thought, who woulda thought I’m me?

Reinforcements were called in.

Meaning, Batgirl.

“Watch him while I contact Justice League Dark.”

“You think it’s magic?” Barbara asked.

“Yes. There was no one else near our vicinity that could affect Dick like this. He has no head wounds.”

“Eesh. Okay, go. I’ll watch him.”

Bruce disappeared in his zeta tube, looking harried. So, to everyone that’s not a Bat, he looked absolutely terrifying.

“What did you get yourself into now, Boy Wonder?” Barbara sighed. Dick was careful to keep any signs of recognition out of his face.

“Stop calling me that! Where are my parents?!” He asked back. Barbara coughed and looked uncomfortably away.

That’s right, Babs. I’m pulling out the orphan card. Feel bad. Dick hid his feral grin.

“They’re… uh, busy.” Busy being dead, Barbara thought, immediately wincing at her own thoughts. Apparently, Dick thought the excuse was lame too, and he sent her an incredulous look.

“Would you like refreshments, Master Dick?”

“What?”

Alfred held out some cookies on a platter, giving Babs a quelling look as she tried to reach for his share.

“Oh, wow, these are really good!” Dick said as he shoveled cookies into his mouth. He tried to replicate the reaction he had when he tried these for the first time, and from Alfred’s satisfied look, Dick nailed it.

——

“Robin doesn’t remember who he is.” Batman rumbled as he all but dragged Zatanna and Constantine by the scuff of their jackets towards the zeta tubes.

“Hey, wait-”

“We have no time.” Batman snarled, tossing the two magic users into the zeta. He punched in the destination.

When they got there, he glared at the two magic users until they got into the cave.

“Damn, Bats. Really living up to your name, huh?”

“Not bad,” Zatanna said as she looked around.

“Robin,” Batman- Bruce- reminded them. He did a quick glance over to check on his kids, and found them satisfactorily uninjured. Though, Barbara was looking worse for wear. Bruce quickly found out why as she stalked to him.

“You deal with him.” She muttered. “I’m going home.”

Bruce blinked and nodded. “Get home safe.”

Zatanna and Constantine followed Batman as he walked towards Robin. It was odd to see the normally laughing child frown.

“It’s you! The kidnapper! Where are my parents?!”

Bruce winced which, for him, was akin to a full body flinch and recoil. No wonder Barbara was so tired.

“Fix it.”

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist, Batsy.” Constantine grumbled.

“Well help, Batman. Though… I’m not sure if he should be doing that.”

Bruce sharply turned his head back to where Dick was. Emphasis on was. Because now, he’s halfway up the giant dinosaur the Robin had insisted they keep.

“Robin, get down from there!”

“Stranger Danger!” Dick hollered back.

Batman- Bruce Wayne- sighed.

“That’s high level magic,” Zatanna hummed. “I can’t feel anything, but I know for sure that he won’t die. Magic like that either dissipates naturally or…”

“Lasts forever,” Constantine finished.

Bruce groaned, shooting off a grappling line and swooping upwards to catch Dick as he fell from the giant dinosaur.

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“I pretended to get my memories back later,” Dick chuckled. “And pretended to forget the whole thing. Bruce was so relieved that I stopped knocking things over and trying to do cartwheels in high places that he totally forgot I snuck out.”

Dick patted the headstone.

“But between you and me? I’m pretty sure Alfred knew. I think B pissed him off that week.”

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I love it when women hate men. I love it when women are allowed to vent to each other about how horrible and creepy men are. I love it when women form friendships with and prioritize each other over relationships with men(whether they're attracted to them or not). I love it when women put men dni in their bios and on their nude photos and on posts on their blogs. I love it when women refuse to mollycoddle and accommodate entitled male feelings with "but this doesn't mean I hate all men, I know a few men who are great, I love my father/sons/brothers/uncles/male cousins/guy friends" I love it when women complain about men WITHOUT "not all men" being a disclaimer. I love it when women avoid socializing with/refuse to be around/befriend/get close to men because they know men can't be trusted. I love it when women make "kill all men" jokes. I love it when women offer absolutely no concern or care for men's feelings and if their misandry offends men whatsoever because why should we, men are the oppressor class who have raped and killed and abused us and kept us as subjugated as second-class citizens for millennia, they regularly mistreat us and the women in their own marginalized communities still every single day and make this world so much harder and more awful for us to be in, and if we choose to hate them and not spare them any sympathy then so be it, and I don't just mean "men as a class" either, you can be a woman who doesn't want to have anything to do with any man on an individual basis and completely cuts off men from her personal life too and ykw I will love and fucking support you in that because men deserve absolutely NOTHING from us. If they're so tough and strong then they can handle it just like they can handle being lonely. If you are a woman who hates men, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE A LESBIAN AND/OR A TRANS WOMAN, then just know that I love you. I love you, I support you, and you are safe here.

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Could you write a fic where us and Cody Rhodes have been working together for quite some time, he’s always been pretty stoic and silent towards you, the vibe is very tense between the two. Until one day at the arena in a closed off area they finally break the tension? (Please include some rough stuff?) pretty pleaaaaaaaaaaseeeeee

Don’t worry best friend I gotchu🤭

Tell Me The Truth (Cody Rhodes X Black Reader)

CW: 18+ MDNI, SMUT duhhh, Gaslighting, Rough sex, Creampie, Unprotected p in v, Homelander Rhodes, Manipulation, Choking, Crying (from pleasure), Begging, Squirting, Oral (m receiving), Cody is losing his sanity and taking it out on you 😮‍💨

Word Count: ??? Does it really matter sweetheart?

Cody Rhodes. Or should I say Homelander Rhodes, because that’s exactly who he started to remind you of. Ever since he’d teamed with Roman Reigns at Bad Blood, everything about him had been going downhill. He’d lost most of his friends, the locker room had started avoiding him, and then Randy got injured, courtesy of a piledriver from Kevin Owens. He lost K.O. as a friend in the process, and now, to make matters worse, he had a possible problem with Drew McIntyre and Seth Rollins on his hands. The only thing Cody had left was his title… the title he had to defend at Royal Rumble, along with the Winged Eagle Belt that Kevin had stolen from him after Saturday Night Main Event.

Cody was stressed, his mind a complete mess, and now he was lashing out at anyone who even thought about saying something bad about him. Cody used to be calm, stoic, and reserved—this version of him? He was unpredictable, volatile, and so much more terrifying. He’d go from smiling to suddenly being stone-faced, and you never knew what version of Cody you were getting anymore. He still wore his suits, but it felt like a ploy—like he was trying to convince everyone he was still the same person, when in reality, it was just a trap.

You’d been working with Cody for quite some time, and the tension between you two had been building for weeks now. He was always quiet, distant—no longer the man who used to check on you, give you advice, or congratulate you on your victories. There was no warmth in his eyes anymore, no kindness, just…unpredictability and distance. But you still believed, deep down, that maybe—just maybe—you could break through, get the old Cody back. The one who’d been there for you.

But that would prove to be a daunting task because now, he was different. The title was the only thing he clung to. It was the only thing that kept his sanity together—or so it seemed.

Tonight though, you were on a mission. You’d been searching for him for what felt like ages. Your heels echoed through the hallways as you scoured the backstage area, trying to find where he’d slipped off to. You asked countless people and you were either met with no answer or a simple nod of no in response. People took notice of how Cody was acting and started to stay away from him and not bother him out of fear of possibly being ridiculed or hit. After running around for a few more minutes, finally, you saw him—standing alone in a closed-off part of the arena, staring at his title with a look in his eyes that you couldn’t quite place. Blank. Empty. Detached.

You hesitated for just a second, then walked over to him. Sitting down beside him, you broke the silence, your voice shaking more than you wanted to admit. “Cody… are you okay?”

For a moment, he didn’t answer. His gaze remained fixed on the title, his fingers tightening around the strap like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. Then, his voice—low and harsh—cut through the silence. “I’m just fine.” He replied sarcastically before speaking again. “Does it look like I’m okay?” He didn’t even look at you when he spoke, but there was a sharp edge to his words, like he was just waiting for you to back off. His face tensed, his gaze still fixated on the title.

You swallowed, trying to steady your breath. “Cody, I…know you. I know when something’s wrong. You don’t have to pretend like everything’s fine, you can talk to me.”

He let out a small, bitter laugh, the sound cold and hollow. “Pretend? I’m not pretending anything. Pretending would be…”He trailed off, his eyes still on the title, his jaw tightening as if the weight of it was becoming too much. “It would be, hey Y/N you look nice today. I hope you’re ready for your match tonight because right now you look mighty unprepared”, towards the end his voice deepened and he had finally looked at you. But those eyes, there was no sincerity in them at all. In the beginning when he talked he put on that fake smile before his entire demeanor changed, that smile was a vindicative frown, his jaw was clenched, and his face was slightly scrunched.

Your heart ached as your face softened. This wasn’t the Cody you knew. The one who used to be kind, the one who’d been there through thick and thin. You wanted to help, but you didn’t know how. He was a different man now, someone you didn’t even recognize. But you couldn’t give up on him—not yet.

“Even though you’re going…through things, I’m still gonna be here for you,” you said softly, carefully choosing your words. “I’m staying here. We’ve been through too much together. You’re my friend Cody, I’m not going anywhere. I know you’re upset about everything that’s been going on with Kevin-“ but you got cut off, he didn’t let you finish and interrupted you with a spat.

“Friend? There’s no friends in this business Y/N. There’s no loyalty in this business, you know” he let out a soft chuckle once before letting his lips curl into a soft smile. “You…you’re really good at this. You’ll sit here and you’ll say we’re friends just to turn around and I find out you were betraying me the whole time. You don’t think I’ve seen that look you give to K.O. and Drew….hm? I know you” he said before standing up putting his title down, his eyes meeting yours as he bent down slightly. “And you can’t fool me” he said as he suddenly slammed his hand against the a wall behind you. “I see right through you.”

You jumped, your breath hitching as your breathing grew slightly heavier. “I am your friend” you said, your voice cracking in the process as you tried to stay unwavered. “I’m your friend and I care about you!” Your eyes started to water as you felt yourself getting angry, your heart raced as you stared up at Cody. A tear fell and Cody actually pulled back a bit before gently cupping your cheek, and wiping one of your tears away. “You think anybody cares about this? Tears? Really?” He said before pulling away sharply. “You’re an ass” you said sniffing as another tear fell. “What was that?” He asked in an attempt to egg you on. “I said you’re an asshole!” You screamed at him as you watched his expression go from blank to excited. His laugh echoed through the walls as he pulled his hand away from the wall and clapped. “See, see what I mean. You’re not caring, you’re not this sweet innocent woman you pretend to be. This is the real you.” He said before getting closer to your ear. “Do you hate me now, do you think I deserve this now?” He said as you pushed him away. “No! I don’t! I don’t think you should’ve teamed with Roman Reigns but I don’t think you deserve any of this! But I don’t deserve you taking your anger out on me either!” You shouted before Cody stared at you before giving a silent chuckle.

“No one deserves anything Y/N. No one deserves this!” He said pointing to his undisputed championship making you know who it belonged to. “You see that; it doesn’t have Kevin Owen’s name written on it, it has MY name written on those plates. My name written on that Wrestlemania 40 main event board. My name making history becoming a back to back royal rumble winner and you want to look…at Kevin Owens….that’s who you want to pay attention to.” His voice was quivering but his face wasn’t matching what his lips were saying.

His face had a mixture of emotions from anger to sadness, but his words came out as if he was distraught and jealous. It kept shifting but he continued to speak. “You’re just like him….you like him don’t you. Tell me the truth Y/N, I can handle it.” He said having tears well up in his eyes.

“I wasn’t looking at him because I like him! I was looking at him in disgust! For what he did to you, pile driving you like he did to Randy on Smackdown months ago! I don’t agree with what he did, why the hell would I?! I don’t think about him half the time! ”

Cody took a deep breath before those tears that were threatening to fall disappeared. He let out a laugh before gripping your shoulder with his hand causing you to freeze. “You really are something you know that.” He spoke before looking at you with a brief silence before letting words slip from his lips once again. “Listen if you really don’t think about him, tell me….no show me how much you think about me.” He said with a dangerously low tone.

You looked confused, your face held a mixture of curiousity and shock. “What?” You asked shifting your body before wiping your tears. “Show me how much you think about me, Y/N.” He said before taking off his tie and unbuckling his belt. “Someone will see you, what are you doing?!” You whisper yelled in a low tone looking around before Cody suddenly took your chin into his hand. “Did you not hear what I asked? Focus. You’re looking for nothing, no one’s here and we have four hours before the show. Even if someone did see, well they’ll just have one hell of a show now won’t they? Now…time is very important to me and my patience is wearing thin sweetheart.” He said his jaw clenching before brushing his thumb over your bottom lip. Your eyes met his and all you could do was lean in and place a gentle kiss on his lips. It was the only way you knew you could calm him down especially with him acting like this.

His lips were soft, a contrast to his attitude, but the taste of them just weren’t enough, your mouth opened before letting his tongue slide over yours. Both your saliva collided with each other as a soft moan broke the sounds of your make out session. You felt Cody get closer as you suddenly gripped his shoulders deepening the kiss, air running thin as Cody grabbed the back of your head pulling you closer. The kiss was intoxicating, it was heated, and your body was giving into Cody despite the attitude he was currently having.

Upon pulling away and attempting to catch your breath, you pulled Cody’s belt loose further pushing him back a bit before getting on your knees and pulling his pants down revealing the tint in his boxers. Your hands glided over the tint earning a soft moan from him. Cody’s head leaned back, his Adams Apple shifting a bit as his hands glided through your braids before gripping them the moment he felt the cold air hit against his cock due to you pulling his briefs down. Your face heated up at the sight of him, he was around a good eight inches, hard as a rock, some veins were visible and it was currently throbbing. Apparently all that arguing and tension didn’t help the fact that Cody was pent up and his throbbing cock was living proof of it. He needed a release and he wanted you to give it to him which you proudly accepted.

Upon wrapping your hands around his thick length, your tongue moved before your mind even thought about it. Dragging your tongue across his mushroom shaped tip and from the middle, back to the tip was enough to have Cody’s moans on cue. As you wrapped your lips around his cock and devoured it, the breathless sigh that left his lips kicked your mouth into overdrive. You wanted to hear more of that and with the way your tongue wrapped around the his length and how his tip pushed further and further towards the back of your throat, you did.

“Look at how good you look down there with my dick in your mouth, this isn’t so bad is it? I couldn’t ask for any better help than this…” he trailed on before his grip on your hair tightened as he began to thrust his hips forward chasing the feeling he got from your mouth being wrapped around him.

You gagged slightly, your mouth widening slightly to allow the slightest bit of air inside of your lungs that was currently being ripped away by the man above you. With the friction of his thrusts and the pace of you bobbing your head, your mind started to become blank. Saliva and spit were welling up at the corners of your lips before some of it began to drip down into the floor below. The hum you let out against Cody’s cock, caused his moans to only grow louder.

“You’re so good at this you know that? The next time you see him, I want you to fucking think about the moment you had my cock down your throat, salivating all over it, got it? Huh?” He begged before thrusting his hips forward once more, his balls hitting the your lips, the taste of cock literally covering your oral surface. His tip began to hit your uvula and you were gagging even worse and the air was getting rigid. Your hand slowly let go of his cock before both of them gripped his legs, clinging to them tightly. Cody’s moans grew shallow for a moment before getting more heavier as he suddenly let out a long drawn out moan from releasing into your mouth. The taste of the warm salty liquid on your tongue only made your pussy throb even worse, the wetness between your legs undeniable as you felt it drip into your panties. As you swallowed, you could only look up at Cody with doe eyes, full of tears threatening to fall again yet they didn’t…not yet.

This was originally suppose to just be a conversation of you checking on a friend and it turned into this. It turned into your knees being on the cold floor in a closed off section of the arena, with your friends cock down your throat as you salivated all over it. To make matters worse, you loved being handled like this, your pussy was begging for even more of his attention. That was the truth. You didn’t give a damn about his attitude, his gaslighting, manipulation, or the fact he was reminded you of homelander. He was just Cody.

The quicker you looked passed that, the quicker your clothes had come off and became scattered all over the floor along with Cody’s. His tie, shirt, briefs, vest, dress pants, and belt were in various parts of the hallway as well as your heels, dress, panties, and belt. And the quicker he had you against the wall with one of your legs wrapped around his waist, while the other one stayed on the floor. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, his cock diving in and out of your pussy, as your moans filled the little space there was between the two of you.

“You’re so tight for me, look at you and how much of a mess you’re making down there.” He said with a hint of seduction and anger. Something about him speaking like that turned you on even more as his hand slid up the thigh wrapped around his waist. SMACK. He suddenly gave your ass a hard smack which caused you to moan aloud just before biting your lip in pleasure. Your inner walls became a home for this man’s cock, nothing he could’ve done would’ve stopped this. He just made you cry not even an hour ago and within that same time frame you were preparing to cream all over him.

“You’re such a slut Y/N, crying and clenching around me at the same time. It just can’t get any better than that can it?” He asked, that smile quickly turning back to a slight frown as his other hand snaked its way up to your throat before wrapping around it. You were crying because of how good his cock was slamming in and out of your inner walls and because of intense build up of the orgasm that was on its way because of it. That’s how good it felt. How good he felt. Tears streamed down your face, the taste of the salt from them on your lips only added to Cody’s satisfaction of Cody and yourself because of how he reacted. “S-Shit! I’m g-gonna cum, you’re g-gonna make me c-cum!” You shouted to him feeling that knot in the lower half of your stomach constantly be pulled.

“Oh really? You’re gonna cum all over me yeah?” He said before he got closer to your ear whispering into it causing your legs to tremble as your nails dug into his shoulders. “Let go for me, let it all out” he said as he slammed his cock in and out of you even rougher, his hips thrusting forward as if he knew how greuling that tension was. The knot in your stomach kept getting tighter and tighter, each thrust tugging on it further and further as Cody kept whispering sweet nothings into your ear and moaning from his high approaching as well.

“Oh my fucking g..od” your voice was barely here anymore from how hard Cody was pounding you against the wall behind you. “C-Cody!” You screamed out his name feeling your orgasm quickly approaching due to his cock constantly pushing against your inner walls. The sounds of ragged breaths, moans, and skin making contact filled the hall way of the closed off section of the arena. The pleasure felt so good the tears from earlier stuck to your face and Cody wasn’t letting you wipe them away. He liked it when you cried, especially if it was because of him. “God? There’s no god here, only you and me. You feel who’s inside you right now? That’s not god, that’s me. So call to me.” His grip around your neck tightened as you struggled to breathe but the thrill of passing out while also meeting your orgasm was too good. You didn’t ask him to stop or hold on because you didn’t want him to. It was the smart decision but when it came to this Cody there were no smart decisions. What came with him was a changing persona, gaslighting, and good dick but that last option made you forget the first two even existed. You weren’t even able to think clearly as your orgasm suddenly hit you like a truck, your body trembling as you threw your head back against the wall instinctively. Your breathing was heavy as your moans came out ragged, Cody whispered in your ear as your body trembled against his. “Look at how honest you were with yourself, we’re gonna do that one more time yeah?”

Your eyes snapped open as he pulled out of you and forced you against the wall, your face hitting the semi-cold tile as Cody got behind you rubbing his cock against your wetness before sliding back inside of you again. Your legs trembled still from the orgasm you had before and due to the fact that you were sensitive however Cody wasn’t paying any attention to that. If it was one thing it seemed that Cody loved, it was overstimulation. But that was okay with you, because you loved it even more. He lifted your left leg up putting it over his shoulder causing your body to turn half way towards him. “Don’t look anywhere else, look at me.” He commanded before starting to thrust his hips forward once again. “W-Wait what if s-someone comes b-back here?” You asked while your body was moving back and forth, your entrance getting wetter and wetter by the second before you felt something…else. You knew what a knot felt like but this…this was something different. It felt similar to a knot but it wasn’t that and you could tell, Cody felt it too because he suddenly began to thrust towards a certain spot inside of you that made your one of your toes curl, it felt so good, he was making a mess of you, literally. “F-Fuck!” You screamed out as your legs trembled even more as a milky ring formed at the base each time Cody’s cock pierced in and out of you. With the way you used your eyes to silently beg Cody not to stop, it only fueled him more as his free hand made his way over to your clit, his fingers flicking over it back and forth. Your body jolted and there it was again, that feeling, but you couldn’t hold it back anymore, whatever it was it had to end somehow. As he kept flicking his fingers your eyes rolled in the back of your head as your hips bucked and just as Cody pulled his fingers away, you squirted everywhere. Your juices spilled all over the floor as the sound of ‘splatter’ and moans filled the halls. Your body jolted as Cody only gave a satisfied grin. “That’s what I wanted to see, that right there sweetheart, we’re not finished yet.” He said as his moans suddenly grew and his jaw clenched. As your eyes slowly made their way back to Cody, his face told you everything along with how sloppy his thrusts started to get. “Let it out i-inside me p-please! Uhnnn!” You begged, more tears forming from the amount of pleasure you were receiving.

“You want that huh? You’re gonna fucking take it too” he said before thrusting up into you a couple of more times before emptying his thick load inside of you. A gasp slipped from your lips as you looked down at your stomach, feeling the warm liquid pool inside of you. Cody’s cock twitched as he rode out his high, slowly pulling out once he stopped leaving a some of the liquid to drop out of you as your pussy pulsated, going from opening slightly to closing right back.

“So tell me the truth Y/N, who are you really paying attention to now?”

Fin❦

Authors Note: This song describes a person who feels like they're going insane and has a lot that they cannot express.

Note #2: Yeah, I’m not gonna hold you I didn’t proofread this so if there’s errors, I’m so sorry😭

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Whump Dialogue Prompts

(Feel free to use but please tag me! I wanna read what you make with these :D) (NSFW under the cut, minors dni)

Whumpee:

“No, stop—shut up, you’re lying! They wouldn’t—they’d never—shut up, shut up, shut up!”

“Please, no…not now. I can’t, please…please just let me rest…”

“Get the fuck away from me! No, don’t—get back—come anywhere near me with that and I swear to God you’ll regret it!”

“You’re fucking delusional if you think for a second I’d ever follow your fucking orders.”

Whumper:

“Hold still or I’ll re-tie those ropes so tight your hands will fall off.”

“If you’d just tell me what I want to hear…”

“This is to make you better, you know that.”

“I knew you were pathetic, but pissing yourself over a little pain is just gross.”

Caretaker:

“Shh, it’s okay. I know, I know it hurts but shh, you need to keep quiet, stay still, it’ll be okay, just calm down…”

“You’re gonna be okay, you hear me? We’ll get you out of here, we’ll fix you up, good as new, I promise. No, don’t try to talk, save your breath.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me it was this bad?”

“Fuck, what did they do to you…oh God, you’re awake? No, it’s okay! It’s a good thing, it’s good, you’re doing great. Talk to me, tell me anything, just stay awake. Eyes on me.”

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Whumper:

“A pretty thing like you should’ve seen this coming.”

“And here I thought I was fucked up. Are you seriously getting off on this?”

“If I stop, what will you do for me in return?”

Whumpee:

“No, please, not that—please, please no, anything but that, not again!”

“What…wait, what are you doing—no, stop! Stop! I said stop!”

“No…no, you can’t! I’ve never—you sick fucking—wait, wait, please wait, I—you—prep me first, please, I’ll tear, you have to prep me first—”

Caretaker:

“Where are your clothes? Why are you…oh God.”

“Oh God…tell me [Whumper] didn’t…”

“No! No, I’d never—I’m not going to do that. I was just trying to help you change your clothes, remember?”

[v88sy]

Dear sweet, sweet person who asked "am I the only one who wants Buck and Tommy back together" on the main 9-1-1 Reddit...

Babe, you're asking that in the wrong place. You are not in the minority, no matter what they say.

[thoughtsandaisies]

[la-pheacienne]

I just LOVE how both in got and hotd we have established that the root of all evil is women who *checks notes* enjoy sex! consistency is important right? I mean GOD FORBID we genuinely root for anyone that isn't nEd FuCKinG sTark the paragon of big dick masculine honor! who are we gonna root for? a flagrant philanderer that started the war because she's a whore? pwease

but at least they're criticizing monarchy you guyzzz hashtag anti war hashtag subversion!! definitely promising!! never been done before!!!

[unovaslankiite]

Prolly gonna be my one and only rwde post (cus the fanbase is rancid and I'm not rlly a rwby fan, just a person who watches the show): some of you rwby fans are too comfortable using your queerness as a shield to silence BIPOC voices about the racist writing and your 'precious' bigoted CRWBY. You guys unironically act/think that just because you have to deal with queerphobia; you are IMMUNE to being bigoted yourself and you are INCAPABLE of parroting bigoted beliefs. Cus I know there will be a dumbass ant1-rwde posters who will try to drown out this post by saying its 'lies from the EVIL RWDE!!!': You would rather weaponize your queerness to bash on BIPOC voices, while claiming to care about our voices. You would rather be complicit with the racist writers and their racist writing, just because your racist writers gave you a queer ship. There is no shame nor issue in projecting the abused you suffered onto the characters, however you refuse to see through the characters and their writing through a BIPOC lens. You do not get the right to impose your perspective of the characters at the expense of BIPOC voices, you do not get to twist our voices to be alt-right bigots because we called out RWBY's rampant racism. You do not get the right to say you give a shit about BIPOC and have #BLM in your bio when you fervently defend your bigoted company. You do not get to pretend to care about racism when you buy merch off of your bigoted company. My fellow BIPOC (especially the queer BIPOC): why are you guys so comfortable dismissing your fellow poc about their discomfort with RWBY's racist writing? BIPOC are not a monolith with the same opinions about racism in media; but some of you guys are weirdly comfortable with turning a blind eye to your fellow BIPOC getting dogpiled by the white fandom. We can and will disagree, you not agreeing as a BIPOC about RWBY's racist writing is not what I take issue with. The issue lies within you upholding the racial colourblindness in the fandom; like how the fandom was ok with throwing the racism under the bus in favour of queerness, you are ok with throwing your BIPOC peers under the bus for white queerness. Sincerely, a POC who has been watching the fandoms rampant racism problem ever since 2019.

[chains4w-gutzfuckk]

i wanna take off your nightgown and lick your tits

·༺♡♱⋆ermmmm, what the flip guys?⋆♱♡༻

[transrevolutions]

it's a wound in the world

[baby-doll19]

Nickname: Baby

Age: 19

Birthday month: December

Gender: Female

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This is a secondary blog, for my more nsfw thoughts.

I have a sfw main blog: Baby-doll-1246

My main blog is more about who I am as a person, and normal everyday posts.

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Warnings:

I will post about age aps and older men

Some of the things I post isn't suitable for minors so MDNI

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[fearyandear]

Saw a cute yuri mangacap and drew the pose, but with a yandere girl cuz i have no self-control.

Tfw your girlie bff is the 'responsible one' because she gaslit you into believing you're always forgetting stuff.

[inamindfarfaraway]

MAWS Lois and Kara bonding over having emotionally harmful father who habitually lied to them and treated them like soldiers please? They deserve it.

[wintvies]

me when some freaky blog reblogs my post

[banannabella555]

can the gross old men on here politely fuck off and not follow me? thanks