#it is not THE finale fix-it that I am still working on that's gonna be like 10k at least

[igotanidea]

The talk : Dick Grayson X reader ( with Bruce Wayne)

A/n : it's a snippet, I might consider writing it fully

Warning: suggestive but not explicit

Summary: it's time for the bees and bird talk with Dick

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Bruce walking in on a young adult! Dick and his girlfriend y/n getting cosy between the sheets.

Obviously, as a normally functioning adult and a father, even if just a foster one, the batman takes it upon himself to have a talk about bees and birds with his favourite son.

He got it all planned out, schemed, thought out to avoid surprises and misunderstandings.

He actually had the contingency plans from A to Z drafted for a while, only hoping that those would never come to use.

Unfortunately, seeing y/n, with her blouse undone, hair a mess and Dick's hands (and apparently more) on her, forces Bruce to retreat to hide the blush creeping on. The last piece of his dignity is gone and he is pretty sure there's no good way to recover from such a failure.

He had reached the ultimate botttom.

"Hey B, you good?" Hours later Dick found him in the batcave, engrossed in some feigned, quickly fixed work. It was too easy to figure he would hide there to avoid seeing or - god forbid - hear anything.

"Hm."

"You wanted to talk to me about something, didn't you?" He grinned, delighting in a way Bruce seemed to develop an eye twich.

"Hm".

"Great. I got some time before I get back to y/n, so?"

"Get back?" Bruce turned to face his son and immediately regretted it. He seriously wished to erase the sight of lipstick and love bites on his neck.

"Something wrong?" Once more dick flashed a smile, trying to force a reaction out of Bruce.

"hm."

"we're being safe"

"Amazing"

"and she's okay with it"

"Great"

"And I've studied female anatomy so I know a thing or two about --"

Oh dear lord...

"Dick." Bruce was an inch from having a spasm. How ironic it would turn out to be if gotham lost its protector because of certain golden boy growing up.

"hey did you know that --"

"Get out, Dick."

"But I thought you wanted to--"

"I said get out"

"-talk?"

"I believe you got it all wrong. It was Alfred. Yes. Alfred wanted to talk to you. Not me."

"You sure about it B? You want me to talk to Alfred about -"

"yes. Absolutely. Now go. I'm sure time is of essence"

"it is. Though Alfred took some time off, thanks to your generosity, Bruce. So I'll go, sure, but I've already got so many questions that I don't want to search online and--"

"Dick?" Y/n voice sounded dangerously close to the batcave entrance "Where are you? I'm gonna have to go soon and I need a proper goodbye --"

"coming!!!" Dick yelled rushing off the room " great talk, Bruce. We'll continue it later."

Dick left and Bruce was finally able to let out a groan. The masterplanner forgot to acknowledge the fact that sweet kids tend to turn into feral, hormonal young adults and require actual upbringing.

***

"you're so mean to him, you know that?" Y/m muttered, once again with his lips on hers

"mean? Who, me? Ouch! You're hurting my heart here princess."

"you are. He could easily be a DILF, yet is alone and you're tormenting him."

"but if you saw the look on his face --"

"you're only proving my point of you being mean".

"I'm sure he'll get some, some day--"

"but still- mmm!"

"I remind you that you enabled the plan baby.... Played quite an important part in it." Dick started kissing her a little harder, not even trying to hide where he was heading. "Wonder why that is..."

"cause you're also a -- ohh!"

"you were saying?" He smirked, looking up at her.

"-prick"

"Am I?" His hands moved where she liked it "what else?"

"liar..." She gasped. While it was true he didn't tell her why he invited her over and that his father was in, his movements were serving as a pretty good apology.

Even if knowing Dick it was obviously also a way to boost his ego and prove his point and complete his twisted and deranged plan.

"you know what, I've already had one talk, I don't really need another.... Rather keep my lips occupied with something else --"

***

Bruce came out of the batcave only after making sure it was safe.

Mentally cursing himself for having not one, but four boys under his care.

Which meant that this - whatever it was-- was about to happen again.

[amkyor]

K. BAKUGO SHORT STORY ᡣ𐭩

Sparks of Regret:

The evening was perfect—a quiet night at home with Katsuki, your favorite takeout on the table, and your favorite movie playing on the TV.

Katsuki had already settled into his usual spot on the couch, one arm draped lazily over the backrest, his sharp crimson eyes flicking between the screen and you as you cleaned up in the kitchen.

“Are you gonna sit down or keep pacing around like a damn extra?” he grumbled, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward in amusement.

“Patience, Katsuki,” you teased, carrying the last of the dishes to the sink. “You’ll survive a few more seconds without me.”

When you finally joined him, you did so dramatically, flopping down beside him and throwing your legs over his lap. “There. Happy now?”

“Tch,” he muttered, but his hand instinctively found your knee, resting there as though it had always belonged. “You’re such a pain.”

“And yet you're still with me.” You shot back, leaning your head against his shoulder.

The warmth of his body always felt comforting, like a personal space heater that grounded you.

As the movie played, you felt his hand absentmindedly tracing small circles on your thigh.

You glanced up, catching the way his sharp features softened in the flickering light of the TV. He wasn’t paying attention to the movie at all—his focus was entirely on you.

You couldn’t resist. Shifting slightly, you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his jawline. “You’re staring,” you whispered.

“Damn right I am,” he replied, his voice a little rougher, his eyes flicking up and down, examining your body to them meet yours. “What’re you gonna do about it?”

Without a word, you closed the small distance between you and kissed him fully.

His lips were warm, his kiss hungry but controlled, as though he was trying to savor every second.

His hand tightened on your thigh, and his free hand came up to cup the back of your neck.

But then it happened. A sudden, sharp crackle of heat and light.

You pulled back with a small yelp, looking down at your leg, where the fabric of your sweatpants had been singed, and a faint red mark was beginning to appear on your skin.

“Shit!” Katsuki’s voice was frantic, his hands hovering uselessly as he stared at the mark he’d accidentally caused. “Shit, shit, shit—I didn’t mean to. Are you okay? Does it hurt? Damn it, I’m such a fucking idiot.”

You winced, but shook your head quickly. “It’s not that bad, Katsuki. Just... surprised me.”

“Not that bad? I burned you!” His crimson eyes were wide, and for once, the usual confidence in his voice was replaced with pure panic.

"I'm supposed to protect you not—" He stopped himself, his jaw clenching as he looked away, clearly furious with himself.

“Katsuki,” you said softly, reaching out to touch his arm. He flinched slightly but didn’t pull away. “It was an accident. I know you didn’t mean to.”

“That doesn’t make it okay,” he muttered, his voice low. His hand clenched into a fist, the knuckles turning white. “I got too worked up and lost control. That’s on me.”

You gently tugged on his arm until he finally looked at you, his expression filled with guilt.

“Hey. Look at me. I’m fine. See?” You gave him a small smile, even as the sting on your leg lingered. “You didn’t mean to hurt me, and I know you’ll be more careful next time.”

He sighed, running a hand through his messy blonde hair. “I’ll do better,” he said firmly, almost like a vow. “We’re getting some ice for that right now.”

Before you could argue, he was already on his feet, heading to the kitchen and rummaging through the freezer.

He came back with a small towel-wrapped ice pack, kneeling in front of you.

His movements were gentle as he pressed it against your leg, his fiery nature subdued by his overwhelming concern.

“You’re too good to me,” he muttered, his eyes fixed on the mark he’d left.

“And you’re too hard on yourself,” you replied, brushing a hand through his hair. “It was an accident, Katsuki. I love you, sparks and all.”

He huffed, his cheeks tinged with pink. “Yeah, well... I love you too,” he mumbled, his voice gruff but genuine. “Even if I’m a dumbass sometimes.”

You leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “My dumbass,” you teased, earning a small smirk from him.

“Damn right,” he said, finally relaxing a little. “But don’t think I’m letting this slide. I owe you big time.”

As the night went on, Katsuki stayed unusually close, his protective instincts kicking into overdrive.

And though the burn would fade, the memory of how fiercely he cared for you would linger, a reminder of the fiery love you shared.

FANFIC RECOMMENDATION ᡣ𐭩

Adult Bakugo x Female Reader Fanfiction

[bropunzeling]

i got the chance to write a bunch of friend fiction for a bunch of friends and am rounding them all up here! includes a couple timestamps & some new fics as well :) hope you enjoy some or all or one of them!

go all the way (matthew/leon, t, marriage bets series, timestamp post stanley cup finals)

The first thing Matthew thinks after they've won is: holy shit holy shit holy shit holyshit. The next thing is: fuck, this thing isn't heavy at all. The thing that comes in a vague, distant third, arriving at three in the morning while he’s watching his parents kiss drunkenly by the kitchen island and Sasha and Sam pass the cup between pool floaties in his backyard, is: Leon’s probably gonna want a divorce, isn't he.

relapse (matthew/leon, e, post-scf, sex pollen, open ending)

Succumbing to a lust curse once is unlucky. Twice is pushing your luck. By the third time Matthew spent a game half-hard in his jock and counting down the seconds until he could drag Leon off the ice, he managed to tell Leon they needed warding charms before dropping to his knees. Leon had choked out an agreement before he came down Matthew’s throat. Then, tonight, they beat the Oilers again—barely, but still—and Matthew walked out of the visitors’ locker room to find Leon lurking in the hallway, wide-eyed and red-faced. And, Matthew managed to note before Leon was yanking him around a corner, without the warding bracelet Matthew had found on Amazon with a 4.7 star rating and a money-back guarantee.

and a star to steer her by (matthew/sasha, t, alternate universe-space, the expanse fusion)

On the outside, the Concolar is a thirty-year-old hunk of junk sewn together with spit and spare parts. One errant chip of lunar ice or debris from a passing ship and she may just decompress or flame up or spin apart into a thousand pieces. That’s just on the outside, though. The inside is where you can see the care in each cobbled-together seam. Where you can notice how smooth she runs, when Sasha and Aaron fix her up and Bob asks her real nice. Where you can see how hard she works to get everyone home. Sasha loves her, of course. You don’t fly a ship like that and not love her.

still had hours (matthew/leon, e, girl!leon series, timestamp after meet me halfway, pwp, overstimulation)

"Coming three times is just fine?" Matthew repeats, crashing to his elbows and crushing her back into the bed. "Jesus. I bet other guys don't get this shit from their girlfriends." "So do better next time," Leon says. - [Matthew and Leon in St. Louis; in Florida.]

shiner (brady/tim, e, pwp, bruising, mild painplay, coming in pants)

"Hey," Brady says. "Let me get a look at that eye."

dick's deluxe (matty/shane pre-relationship, g, visiting seattle landmarks and eating cheap fries)

“Are you sure about this?” Shane asks. “Listen,” Tye says, gesturing at the bright orange neon sign, seemingly immune to the reek of grease that Shane’s been smelling for a block and a half. “It’s a classic, right? We gotta hit up the classics.”

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Warm Coco (speedpaint)

[puppppppppy]

ITS DONE RAAAAHHHH

[astrolotte]

Genuinely intrigued by the potential of Peri and Irep's dynamic but only in a platonic way so I end up not vibing with the fandom's portrayal of it 😔😔😔

(No but listen LISTEN they were kinda-almost-friends when we last saw them in FOP, yeah? Now they're enemies, with both actively fighting each other, and Irep going so far as to try and kill Peri's parents. What happened? When? What influenced it? Did they ever become friends, or did it nosedive the moment the cameras turned off? What about Sammy? How do Irep's parents factor into this? Could it ever be fixed? There's just so much we haven't seen, and romance just feels like too easy a solution to me. Let their friendship be easy to break, fragile. Let them have to work to keep the connection. Fairies and Anti-Fairies are literally made to be opposites, so what happens when two genuinely and truly become friends?)

((and yeah I guess a lot of this could factor into a romantic angle but ALAS the fandom seems to be leaning heavily into the funny toxic yaoi angle 😔 I don't mind it! By all means, please have your very harmless fun! But it ain't my jam :P Perhaps I'll have to write a oneshot myself...))

(((see tags for more rambles i guess. whoops a bitch spoke too much in there as he always does)))

[bwobgames]

I probably should've said this sooner but there has been a change of plans!

Current Beeb game will be a stand alone game with the events of the comic and the other routes will be sequels/spin offs

Routes as in, the different options presented at the office starting place, the current game will still have multiple endings.

Why you say? well

It will take less time to produce

It's easier to code and manage one story at a time

The final product will NOT weight like 40 GB, i have like 2/5s done and it's already weighting more than expected.

Gives me more freedom to work on the other routes at my own pace, for better life/work balance

[help-me-find-a-name-please-lol]

i have depriving myself down to an art form

[moe-broey]

I <3 blowing up my save files mid-playthrough or after I've beaten the game and feel aimless or I'm three hours in and incredibly indecisive and perfectionistic and have to start over Better this time or I just get really into One Idea and blow up the save for the sole purpose of achieving the One Idea and once I have it's like. Well. What was the point of that actually. And then I blow it up again

[disdaidal]

Sometimes I really kind of envy you native English speakers who make writing and posting fics seem so fucking easy. With near perfect grammar and hardly any typos. Or those of you who are capable of writing & updating your fics whenever the muse hits you just right... and not like, once in six months. Actually, try two years lol.

Whereas me, a non-native speaker, who occasionally struggles even with basic English grammar:

I'm fine. Totally.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[i-had-bucky]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 (2010) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Danny "Danno" Williams & Grace Williams, Steve McGarrett & Danny "Danno" Williams & Grace Williams & Charles "Charlie" Williams Edwards Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams (Hawaii Five-0) Additional Tags: Post-Canon Fix-It, Getting Together Summary:

“I uh, didn’t know if you were coming back,” he offered casually, squinting up at Steve, who shrugged at him. Danny sighed; it was like pulling teeth, still, all these years later. “Alright, at least sit down; you’re blocking my sun. And my view.”

“Your view.”

“Yes, Steven, my view. I told you. Beautiful place. Good for clearing one’s head.”

“Yeah, and I’m still wondering when you got replaced with a pod person.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “Okay, fine,” he muttered, “I might have been, in a roundabout way, asking you to please stay because I know you, okay, I can see the wheels turning in your brain, Steven.”

Steve finally dropped into the chair next to him. “I’m not leaving.”

[mifunebooty]

Happy one year anniversary to one of the biggest mental breakdowns of my life That made me see i have to start changing my life to better myself and my relationships with others by being responsible for my mental illness upkeep and stop living for others and live for me and now im taking film and theatre classes with a job on the side and have a short movie to my credit

[jesuisnilunnilautre]

potential tmi but im so fucking tired of pissing backyard hose strength cold water out of my asshole and getting little surprise radio wave ear pulses every 30 seconds just give me my goddamn medicine that i have a refill for ON FILE and AVAILABLE. like my pharmacy fully requested another one too when it wouldn’t show up. bro why are you telling me that the motherfucker who prescribed me this medication for THREE YEARS can’t fill it because some gp i saw literally one time for a physical TWO YEARS AGO wrote a script too what the hell man. this has literally never been a problem in any of the MULTIPLE TIMED i have asked for refills and renewals since then. i dont even know who you are ive never talked to you before in my life. if youre his nurse you should have my fucking information in front of you! if youre responding to me! to see what i’m talking about! or just let me talk to my fucking doctor im so tired of being in pain

[koushirouizumi]

{YU-GI-OH!} Duel Monsters Type: AMV ~ Yuugi & {Ace-implied!}Yami {Atem*} (*This AMV mainly contains 'Yami''s form) [Reading in Aro-Ace or Aro-Acespec!Yami is also Fine] {Just please respect my own headcanons too!} Title: "Taking Over Me"

Summary: "You saw me M o u r n i n g my {xxxx} for YOU, and T O U C H E D MY H A N D..."

"...Just to F I N D Y O U--"

Music © E.v.a.n.e.s.e.n.c.e/Amy Lee

Spoiler Info: -Leads up to End of Anime-only “DOMA” Arc's Yuugi & Yami Duel {Anime-Only sequences; not included in original manga} -{Mainly} D.M. Only Eps -A single clip from the original 1st series by Toei opens it, but nothing else from it is included.

*Any Lip-sync'ng was unintentional {+Any similar Might be removed in any future Remake}

Yu-Gi-Oh! © Kazuki Takahashi Yu-Gi-Oh! 1st Series {Anime} © Toei Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters {Anime} © Studio Gallop This is a FAN-WORK. NO $$$ is being made off this work.

{AMV by (Young) Me} {DO NOT REPOST} {DO NOT COPY} {DO NOT REPRODUCE MY WORKS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES WITHOUT MY PERMISSION}

(Note: This is an OLD work {10+ yrs old}. and one of my last YGO D. M. ones of the timeframe; however, it was still very early on in my making of these type of works {AMVs} when I finished this. The footage used will reflect this, as it was made before widespread transition into H.D. Footages. Please be understanding.) [There may be intent for me to remake it someday!] Overall, it is Complete, and other than removing accidental lipsyncs; Most of it I do not plan to change.

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{I am NOT taking new Requests [or making changes to this one] (+for this series) at this time. Please DO NOT Ask!}

[dalishthunder]

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