#oh dear lord 50k would never be enough for this au

[ghost-bxrd]

Exchanging blows like we’re gladiators in the arena, huh? :P I can do this aaaaaall day 🏟️ 🦇

Omg YES tho!

Dick is absolutely horrified that a villain is bastardizing the purpose of Robin and, good gods, did he just see the kid hold up a severed arm and wave at him with it!?

But you’re absolutely right. Originally, Robin was out for revenge for the death of his parents but eventually he became “The Boy Wonder”. The one every Gothamite (except criminals ksks) would be so excited to see or even catch a glimpse of they’d be telling stories about it for years aftward. Robin became a symbol of hope and everything that is still good in this city. And Dick was proud of that, because while Batman is this huge and hulking shadow raining down punishment on the bad guys Robin is the one to calm and soothe the victims, to smile and tell them “everything is going to be ok”. But then Jason died and suddenly Robin seemed like a curse, but Tim managed to bring back that magic and things have finally gotten better since that devastating day in Ethiopia. So this? A criminal with the JOKER’S OLD NAME who appears to be grooming a 9/10 year old into committing the most heinous crimes and murders? Yeah, Dick is taking that shit personally

Jason on the other hand has already had more than one argument with little Bruce about keeping him out of vigilantism until he’s AT LEAST sixteen. Obviously to no avail because, duh, it’s still BRUCE, pig-head-extraordinaire, the kid is going out in friggin pajamas if he has to. So eventually Jason gives in because either his kid does it behind is back in civvies anyways or he can at least provide sufficient body armor and put down some ground rules. Little Bruce is way too smug about it all in Jason’s opinion, so he vows to feed the kid only spinach for the next five days minimum.

But then? Nightwing threatening to take the kid away from Jason? The ensuing fight is absolutely cataclysmic. Red Hood fights like an absolute pit crazed maniac.

Nightwing, Batman and Robin all quickly update their files that “taking away the anti!Robin from Red Hood will not be as easy as initially suspected”.

(Little Bruce is kinda touched by how viciously Jason fought for him and Nightwing has now officially made it on his shit list.)

But before Damian comes into the picture, let’s talk about Tim!

Tim, who’s an insecure little bean with no sense of self preservation who still idolizes Jason’s Robin to no end and is determined to follow in Jason’s footsteps of “rescuing the poor and traumatized child because that’s what Jason would have done”. But Tim goes about it in a much smarter and a lot less offensive way than Batman and Dick. Instead of trying to nab the kid and telling him how bad Hood is for him, Tim actually attempts to build a basis of trust with the kid first.

Casual quips here and there, greetings during patrol (even if that devolves into fights half the time), a liberate amount of little gifts from the Bats, a card with each of their numbers on it and a promise of “if you’re in trouble just call and we’ll come for you!”

Obviously little Bruce isn’t impressed at first, but eventually Robin kind of… grows on him. And since Tim is actually listening to what he says instead of screeching about his adoptive dad guardian being an evil crime lord he starts opening up a little, telling him how kind and loving Jason is and that he’s the most amazing person ever.

That, in turn, throws Tim for a loop. Because—- what? Wait, is Hood actually—- the kid’s real dad? Did we get it wrong?

Tim is so caught up in theories and what-ifs and one too many cups of coffee that he doesn’t notice that he’s not the only one doing some info gathering around here, and soon Little Bruce walks up to Jason and tells him that the current Robin is suffering from criminal neglect and that his counterpart “is too stupid to notice, do something Jason!”

Omg tho the thing with Damian is BRILLIANT! Damian looks exactly like Little Bruce at that age only with darker skin, but it’s not like you can easily tell when someone keeps to the shadows. And they’re literally the same age here, too! It’s like having a set of twins running around but everybody things it’s one kid! Brilliant. Marvelous.

Damian is absolutely FOAMING AT THE MOUTH for being accused of breaking and entering in the span of a few hours since being introduced to his father. In the meantime, Little Bruce is proudly presenting his “spoils of war” (aka the torn Robin suit) to his adoptive dad guardian and asks if they can burn it together. (Jason absolutely does not cry over how touched he is. No way.)

But soon there’s a murderous baby assassin who seems to have it out for Little Bruce during patrol and who demands a “duel to the death for tainting my honor”. Little Bruce is appropriately disturbed because as far as he knows he did not dishonor anybody or their cow recently. And if he did then they totally deserved it. But hey, at least the boy is providing him with sufficient training opportunities.

Damian is getting progressively more frustrated by the Anti!Robin refusing to engage in combat with him.

But he also becomes a little bit suspicious because, wait, those moves seem familiar.. does the Anti!Robin have League Training!? Did mother have another child and is pitting him against Damian to see who will come out victorious?

Prompt:

Jason gets booted to another dimension and adopts a recently orphaned Bruce Wayne.

Whom he also takes along for the ride when he’s pulled back into his own dimension.

[thecloserkin]

fic rec: Are You Mine? and I Want Some More by PoetHrotsvitha

fandom: Assassin’s Creed: Syndicate

pairing: Evie Frye/Jacob Frye

word count: 54k and 50k respectively (one is a direct sequel to the other)

Is it canon: yes

Is it explicit: this is the most explicit material i have thus far reviewed on this blog

Is it endgame: yesssss

Is it shippable: yes

One thing you guys should know about me is I don’t read a great deal of smut. I don’t actively avoid it either, and I for sure consume more smut in the context of fanfic than in professional published fiction because I feel the following quote in my bones: “It wasn’t that friendship needed to be sexualized, it was that erotica needed to be … friendship-ized.” So when I stumbled on this fic that is 80% smut stretched over the thinnest pretext of plot, based on source material I have zero familiarity with, what did I do but fall headlong for this pairing and this story. Bless you, anon who brought Fryecest to my attention, and praise the Lord for modern AUs where knowledge of canon is not mandatory.

Jacob and Evie Frye are twins born into an Assassin family and raised by their exacting taskmaster of a father to take down the Templars. There’s no Templars or Assassins in this modern AU of course, just Evie’s looming A-Levels and their absent academic of a father. Evie’s still the golden child, of course—she’ll follow in their father’s footsteps and get her Ph.D. Jacob is the problem child. He’s already fallen in with the Wrong Crowd, he’s impulsive, he drinks and gambles and mostly solves problems with his fists. His relationship with their dad is hella strained. And because this is supposed to be PWP the author wastes no time in ratcheting the sexual tension up to 11 by having Jacob pick Evie up from her posh school on his MOTORCYCLE, each of them pretending not to be so turned on they could have combusted from desire by the end of the ride. Cool cool cool.

Their relationship begins barreling in a dom/sub direction almost from the word go. Evie is one thousand percent the take-charge, Type-A personality, so the idea is that she needs to relinquish that control in the bedroom, and Jacob is the only one she trusts to dominate her. Because they’re twins and they balance each other out adfkdfkdfjdkfd. The scene in the beginning where Jacob tells her not to button up her blouse while she’s making breakfast, and she actually listens to him instead of ignoring or insulting him, holy shit that was hot. It starts so small but eventually he’s got her wearing a wireless vibrator to class and begging for her “punishment” when she takes it out without his permission because it was too distracting.

I imagine this is what the 50 Shades of Grey phenomenon was about. I haven’t read 50 Shades of Grey myself, but I’ve interacted with people who rave about it and clearly got something out of those books, bad as they were. I’m not trying to compare the quality of this story to 50 Shades of Grey—it’s lightyears superior to that dreck—just that when I finished this fic I had the dazed realization that this was why people read smut.

There’s a throwaway line in Jacob’s internal monologue where he muses “they seem to be going about this backwards,” because he’s buying flowers for her the day after fingering her to a screaming orgasm, and yes I am 100% here for this trope. Ffs he sits with her in the library to keep her company while she studies! He waits for her/escorts her to her one hundred and one extracurricular activities! He’s a really immature 17-year-old and he’d never dream of doing this for anyone else, but when it comes to Evie he becomes suddenly sweet and thoughtful and solicitous. He’s constantly pausing in the middle of sex to ask for her enthusiastic & affirmative consent and reminding her to use the safe word. At the same time he’s madly jealous when anyone else shows a flicker of interest in her and he regularly makes her admit he “owns” her during their role-play. They are each other’s firsts which for some reason is really important to me in these kinds of they’re-teenagers-exploring-their-sexuality setups. This is Evie hitting up the lingerie boutique in preparation for their FIRST WEEKEND GETAWAY:

“I’m going away for the weekend with my-” Evie almost stumbled on the word, “-boyfriend.” What a strange concept.

I AM TRASH FOR THIS INCEST TROPE i love the way she stumbles over that word. Bc that’s not the box that Jacob occupies for her, is it? He’s much more than that. I love the way she alternates between begging him to put it in her cunt and calling him a prat and a shitheel; just because he’s the love of her life doesn’t make him stop being her insufferable little brother. You know what else I’m trash for? ALL the sneaking around tropes. One time while sexting with him in a storage closet at school she’s busted by one of the teachers and only barely has time to lock her phone before he confiscates it.

So the first fic ends with their dad finding the sexts and nudes on Evie’s phone, disowning them both, and Evie choosing to go to University of Edinburgh because their dad knows too many people at Oxbridge. The twins get a flat together and it’s happily ever after. Except no! In the sequel it’s ten years later and Evie and Jacob have returned to the house they grew up in to say goodbye to their dying father, and they’re ESTRANGED OH NO WHAT HAPPENED. Evie has a four-year-old in tow. We find out in fairly short order that the kid is Jacob’s, but Jacob doesn’t find out the truth until we’ve sent him through the angst wringer. The fic is about how they grieve and reconcile and how Jacob learns to parent, and this one is actually like 60% plot and I think I like it even better than the first one. This author’s note really spoke to me:

I’ve read a fair number of sibling incest modern AU fics in a few different fandoms and they all tend to end at “and then they ran away from their families and lived happily ever after/epilogue of sexy fun times possibly with the introduction of hey they've had a kid!”. And I mean I love that, don't get me wrong. But I guess I’m also weirdly preoccupied with the part about what comes after that, because it always seemed far too dreadfully simple an outcome. Normal relationships are rarely that easy, so why would these be? Then again I'm probably putting too much thought into a porn fic, LOL.

DEAR @poethrotsvitha, THIS IS A SIGNED PETITION TO PLEASE NEVER STOP OVERTHINKING THE PLOT OF YOUR PORN FICS. Like, nobody starts fucking their brother unless they really mean it, because the risk of the relationship going pear-shaped and the two of you still being stuck in each other’s orbit because there’s no “breaking up” with family? That’s a big risk. And also why incest pairings feel so high-stakes and I am trash for them, obvs. One of the reasons the dom/sub dynamic is so integral to their relationship was because Evie had a tendency to dictate to Jacob what he “can and can’t do,” and he understandably chafed against it sometimes. It’s what led to their breakup five years ago. And so him taking charge in the bedroom is a kind of counterbalance, and there’s a scene in this fic where she lets him role-play a noncon situation as a way to partly soothe his jealousy.

To a large extent it’s their son who brings about their reconciliation, but their son is also a hyperactive little git who throws a monkey wrench in their sex life, so now instead of hiding their relationship from their dad they’re tiptoeing around a four-year-old. And the big character development that happens on Jacob’s part is him recognizing that Thomas is Evie’s #1 priority now, and there comes a moment where he has to make a difficult decision to prioritize the two of them in his own life, too (by quitting his job and ending a toxic relationship). The other thing I really liked was how Jacob thinks ruefully he could have gone a another round if he were ten years younger, which he’s not, but Evie seems satisfied and that’s what matters. The recognition that he’s not a teenager anymore, and doesn’t have the stamina of one, but he’s also more mature and this time he’ll be able to give Evie what she needs? Oh, my heart. Like I said I loved them being each other’s firsts as teenagers but this, this second chance they’ve got as adults, this is beautiful.

Ok so this is Evie begging Jacob to fuck her in a closet in the middle of their dad’s funeral service??!:

“Please, I just need to forget. Just for a little bit- I need to forget, please-” Oh, God, this was a terrible idea. A terrible idea that she would die before she stopped- she felt like an addict after years of sobriety, pushed by stress and grief to needing that all-consuming high that she'd never quite been able to forget. Her fingers worked at his belt, pulling it open, unbuttoning his trousers to draw the heel of her palm along where he was already hard. “Evie,” he rasped, shuddering against her touch. “Shh,” she said, tucking his pants down enough to pull his cock free, giving it a few firm strokes. “Shh.” If they talked, it would be too real. It had to be rushed and frantic, to feel like it was just the once, to ease the ache in her chest.

And this is after they finish (“if only it could have lasted forever”):

Silently, she turned to let him zip up her dress … There was a warmth against the back of her neck as she felt him draw her hair aside and press a kiss to the sensitive skin, hesitant and uncertain.  "Thank you," she breathed into the darkness, listening to the click of his belt as it slid back into place.  He just sighed, leaning his forehead against her shoulder, saying a million things without speaking a word. 

LEANING HIS FOREHEAD FOR A MILLISECOND AGAINST HER SHOULDER OMFG I AM DECEASED

Ok so to return an earlier point: When you want a canon incest happy ending in a modern setting (as opposed to if you’re both Targaryens) the most popular option is run away and live as an unrelated couple, which necessitates cutting ties with everyone you’ve ever known. This may be more or less difficult depending on the quantity and quality of those ties; unless this is Flowers in the Attic and you’ve literally been locked in the attic for years there’s bound to be people you care about other than your sibling so this is a monumental ask. The Fryes choose option B, “living openly as siblings and keeping the incest on the dl”. This option is not without risk, of course, since exposure is always a possibility, and Evie has to put up with the other moms at Thomas’s preschool eyeing Jacob like a piece of meat. Still, it means Thomas gets to bake cookies with his grandmother, who would not have let Evie and Jacob back in her life if they flaunted the truth. I mean, it’s not that she doesn’t know her kids are fucking, it’s just that a don’t-ask-don’t-tell policy allows everyone’s relationships to remain intact:

She seemed to be struggling to get the words out. “Is Thomas…” There were a few ways that this question could go, as far as Jacob could see, and he didn’t particularly want to deal with any of them. He leaned against the counter, palms rigid against the cold surface. “I’m really tired, Mother.” “I know. I just…” There was a terrible pause. “Are— are you and Evie…” Still facing the toaster, Jacob closed his eyes. He couldn’t muster a lot of fake outrage, but he planned to deny everything anyway. He didn’t care about how plausible it was. It was easier for everyone that way, especially Mother. Before he could open his mouth, though, Mother’s chair scraped back. “Actually, never mind. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Every Wednesday Evie (who’s moved back in with her mom) leaves Thomas with his grandma and goes to “book club” which is really date night at Jacob’s. And the two of them get right up to their old tricks:

When he gave her just the slightest nudge upwards with his hips, she finally let a broken whisper rasp out. “I can't- I want- please-” Jacob clicked his tongue. “You know what I want you to say.” She twisted her neck around again, and he could see that her eyes were now glassy with longing. “Huh?” “It's simple— just ‘My greedy cunt belongs to my brother’. “ “I will not."

The process of turning that initial “no” into a “yes” is scorchingly hot so there you go, I love these two, I love this fic, I have definitely seen the light and I'm ready to embrace smut.