#tumblr fics

[bambisturns]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི boyfriend!matt and girlfriend!reader texts (and Instagram story post)

warnings : none , pure fluff .. first post :,)

[bellamoooon]

x reader fanfics lowkey made me realize I kinda got a praise kink💔

[preciousthingsareprecious]

Tumblr Fic List Part 1

Hi everyone! With AO3 currently down, I thought I'd remind you all that almost all of my fics are also available to read right here on Tumblr! For years I've had the habit of cross posting just about everything so if you're looking for a particular fic, you should be able to find it on good old Tumblr.

I tag all my fics with: Precious Posts so you can also use that to find anything newer I haven't added here yet.

This is all my older fics, from my Masterlist. When I get a little more time I'll do a part 2 with my newer stuff.

To Teach a Robin to Cook: Jason teaches Damian how to cook

Baby Bat Vs the Evil Librarian : Steph and Damian take a trip to the library

Grayson’s Guide to Robin Boys Movie Night (IMG): The list of rules Dick wrote for movie night

Guide to Robin Boys Movie Night (FIC): Dick decides to write some rules for movie night, the other Robins have opinions

Movie Night: The Mummy: Jason does not like bugs

Movie Night: Cheeto Bomb: Dick thinks Jason planted a Cheeto bomb in the DVD player. Jason insists otherwise.

Lost Boy: Tim’s mad at Damian (again) and takes a walk to cool off

Fireworks: The Batboys attend a fireworks show for the 4th of July and Jason has flashbacks. Angsty

Baby Teeth: Bruce notices that Damian has lost a tooth, and decides to play Tooth Fairy. Fluff pure and simple.

Talk Yourself Out of This One: Dick get’s kidnapped and is forced to wait for help to arrive.

Kidnapped With You: It’s all Jason’s fault. Or is it Damian’s? Either way both managed to get kidnapped and now have to get along until Batman arrives

Misplaced Mail: Tim decides to go to college and doesn’t tell the other Robin boys.

De-Aged Tim: Timmy gets shrunk down to a six year old and Damian has to help him get back to normal.

Magical Mix Up: Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian all get body swapped. Will they fight or get along long enough to fix things?

Lights Out: Jason finds himself in a situation when Tim passes out on him while his chest taser is still on

The Hunt: Bruce and Damian go on the search for a missing remote

Prank War: It’s Batboys vs Batgirls

Something in the Tea: Damian drinks hallucinogenic tea and can’t escape the visions of what he wishes his family would be like.

Party Chaos: Duke just wants to survive this party, unfortunately for him the rest of the Batboys are at the party and intent on causing trouble.

Trust: DickBat era fic where Damian gets into some trouble after a fight with Dick.

Karma: Damian’s got the hiccups so Dick tries to help him out on patrol.

Comfort Sweater: Damian get’s caught stealing one of Dick’s sweaters.

Play Lessons: Mindless Fluff as Dick and Dami play Cheese Viking together

Burdens: Written for Dynamic Duo Week 2016 day 6: Leave Me Alone

Discovery: Dick and Damian do a science experiment with Geodes

It’s Called a Hug: DickBat era. Damian doesn’t understand that hugs aren’t just a reward for good work.

Like Any Other Kid: Damian can’t stop having nightmares, finally he decides to go to his father for comfort.

Nightmares and Dreams: Bruce has a nightmare that Damian’s still dead and decides to check up on his son.

Cuffed: Dick and Tim end up handcuffed together and have to rescue Jason

Chosen: Based on a HC where Damian has trouble believing Bruce really wants him.

Album: Tim’s looking through one of his old photo album’s when Dick and JAson find him.

Father Time: Tired from the night before Bruce decides to stay in bed all day. His children decide he needs company.

Favorite Colors: While Dick and Damian are shopping for a new hoodie for Tim Damian makes an interesting purchase.

Lost Not Gone: My version of Damian’s reaction to Tim’s ‘death’

Super Sleepover: Jon sleeps over at the manor

Father Daughter Dance: Bruce and Cass go to the Ballet

Learning to Ride: Bruce teaches Jason how to ride a bike

Adoption: Alfred pushes Bruce to adopt Tim

If I Live to See the Dawn: Jason’s hurt and Damian’s got to get him home

Learning to Ask: Dick takes care of an injured Bruce

Heartbeats: Takes place between Batman Rebirth issues 16-17 and follows Bruce taking care of his kids

Target Practice: Damian and Steph play laser tag

Anxious Heart: Damian deals with some latent fear toxin, Bruce helps him out

Art Show: Tim runs into Damian while going to see one of his photos on display

Family Attire: Dick and Damian go clothes shopping. DickBats era

Unintended Consequences: In trying to hide his own illness Damian ends up getting Tim sick

Always Interesting: Cass buys a waxing kit and all the boys want to try it

Not a Burden: Tim gets hurt on patrol and doesn’t want to bother the family

With Love and Patience: Dick muses over taking care of Damian, there may also be suspenders involved. DickBats era.

Long Overdue: Jason offers to take Damian on patrol with him

Some Kind of Normal: Sometimes Bruce forgets just how young Damian is

Trapeze Training: Dick takes Damian out on the trapeze

Sick Day: Bruce is sick and Damian wants to make sure his father gets proper rest

Haunted Manor: Damian and Jon explore a haunting in the manor

Checking In: The batboys start to worry when Bruce is out of town and hasn’t contacted anyone in a while

Preserved Heartache: Damian sees a video of his own death

Hugs and Cookies: Dick brings a ‘get-along’ rug for the holidays

Like Old Times: Bruce and Dick on a stakeout

Safety Net: Snapshots of Damian learning to trust Dick

Irritating: Damian picks on Dick

This Stupid Family: First person pov. Jason’s little brother’s realize he too is a little brother and act accordingly.

Then and Now: Bruce dealing with Jason’s death juxtaposed with the family now

In Charge: Jason and Bruce make lunch while Alfred is out. Robin!Jason

A Little Craft Project: Damian asks Babs for help cheering Dick up

A Bad Night and Good Tea: Bruce can’t sleep, thankfully Alfred’s there to help

To Pass Through this Night: Dick died during Forever Evil. His brother’s find out and help him deal with it.

Faking It: Damian fakes being sick, Dick reacts to it. DickBats Era

Dreams of Wires: Damian’s feelings on the chip his mother put in his spine

Don’t Get Sentimental: Tiger takes care of Dick

Robin in the Batcave with the Rope: Damian get’s kidnapped by the Riddler and Scarecrow and forced to play clue

Breathe In Breathe Out: Damian gets buried, Dick worries Part 1 2 3

This Weight Off Of Your Shoulders: Damian gets sick, Alfred takes care of him

After Everything We’ve Seen: Dick finds Damian curled in the corner of the couch

Bone Tired: Dick is tired, Bruce is there to help him out

Just to See You: Temporary blind Damian, Big brother Dick

You Won’t Wake Up Alone: Dick knows he’s about to die, he just doesn’t want to do it in front of his little brothers Part 1 Part 2

First Breath After A Coma: Dick ruminates on his death, Damian’s, and all the terrible things that have been happening lately. Angst, no fluff

Your Job or Mine: Bruce gets hurt, Dick takes care of him

New to This: Dick’s getting used to his new busy life, and learning to take time for Damian

Accustomed to Standing Alone: The first time Damian’s kidnapped as a civilian

Bleeding Heart: Damian finds a dying doe and sits with her, Dick helps take care of the rest

Sun Spot: A lazy day with Dick and Damian

Of Baskets and Braids: Dick can’t sleep so he goes to find Bruce, and they get lost watching Youtube videos

As the Years Go By: Dick is growing up, and Bruce isn’t really sure how to deal with it.

A Bird in the Hand: Damian gets turned into a robin…for real. Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Those Days We Miss: After Damian picks a fight with Dick, he ends up kidnapped and pretty sure no one is going to come for him.

Stay Here, With Me: Damian gets soaked on patrol, and as a result he ends up sick. Rest and medicine should help, but Damian finds himself getting worse and worse. Thankfully he’s got Bruce (and later Dick) to help sort things out.

You Always Bring Me Home: When Batman is caught by an explosion he calls the person who can always find him, Alfred.

The Care and Yeeting of Robins: Bruce comes home to find Jason in his bed. Jason refuses to move, so Bruce does what he has to in order to stand his ground and decides sleeping on the floor is the only option.

Flash/Prompt Fics:

Damian and Tim: That’s Not a Dog

Dick, Damian, and Cass: No, no, it’s okay, I’ll be your bridge. You can walk all over me

Damian and Dick: I stabbed my last twelve brothers. Why should you be different?

Jason and Steph: Not only am I a late bloomer, I’m late for everything

Young Dick: Not only am I a late bloomer, I’m late for everything

Steph and Damian: I stabbed my last twelve brothers; why should you be any different?

Tim and Damian: Would you mind not setting my stuff on fire every time you get angry

Older!Damian: I find this to be highly illogical, incredibly ridiculous, and absolutely irresistible. Let’s play

Damian and Alfred the Cat

Tim and Damian: Damian attempts to irritate Tim

Tim and Jason: Tim’s tired and saying weird things

Batman Voice: Damian’s got a ‘Batman voice’ and it comes out at the best of times

Shrunken Sweater: Bruce’s sweater has shrunk to the perfect size

Being Sick is Stupid: Robin Dick and Bruce fluff and minor sick fic

Damian gets tricked into sleeping

Dick and Damian angst-fluff

Long Fics:

Super City: Damian and Jon on an adventure in Metropolis

Losing You: Dick loses his memories of Damian and the two try to deal with it while going after the villain responsible (plus Tim and Jason get to help)

Finding Us: The sequel to Losing You. Explores Jason and Tim’s relationship to the Batfam

[dis-plus-fanfic-reblog-writes]

My omegaverse Poolverine x GN!AFAB!OC fic which is supposed to be Porn without plot, now is Porn with Plot, just a bit.

It’s also three chapters so far too. Ugh. 6,000 words and I’m still not done.

This is the short fic that has inspired my series that I’m working on.

I need to work on my Wade talk though. I’m gonna need help with that.

[fedorah-the-explorah]

Prompt or inspo for writing! 👇

"please just breath......"

It was a dirty trick, and stupidly, Graham hadn't thought to expect it.

It was a real shitty night. Rain fell in sheets, and powerful gusts of wind were hitting up to 80MPH. Most sane people sat safely in their boarded up homes, sheltering from the hurricane force winds; but Graham Calloway worked for an organization that quite literally had the words "villainous" and "evil" right there in its name, so. Personal safety was not something they'd call a "concern."

It was an archeological site; much like the one from the ill-fated Casa Blanca heist a couple years ago. And Graham, to his credit, was on a roll.

He'd planned the entire thing down to every last detail. El Topo and Le Chèvre had been placed on perimeter with strict instructions to let Carmen win without making it too obvious. Sheena was placed within the site itself and made for the perfect decoy while Graham pulled off the rest.

Artifact secured, he now lurked in the shadows, watching as the women fought from above. He smirked, pleased with himself for his rousing success. The mission was over, and Carmen had remained totally oblivious to his presence. Now it was time to gloat.

He stepped out into the moonlight and shielded his eyes against the slowing rain as he whistled up to Tigress.

"Oi!" He cried, "Job's done, you can give it a rest!"

The women stopped, turning in sync to look at him. Tigress grinned and cocked a hip. She flicked her hair and raindrops went flying. Next to her, Carmen stood rigid as she leered down at him. The rain had slowed to a steady drizzle, and he could see from there the hurt flashing in her eyes.

A small part of him faltered. She had left him, but...

Well.

He had tried to rip out and kill the piece of him that still cared for her, and he had failed. The heart kept score, and it was not so quick to forget. It had been years, but still, he occasionally found himself pulling a punch or two.

If she sometimes did the same, they never talked about it. And why would they? They barely spoke at all. Carmen might've been quick-witted with the others, but she iced him out with silence. Since that night on the train a year ago, the two had barely exchanged more than three words.

He blinked and shook his head free of any love lorn angsting. They made their choices.

Suddenly, Tigress lunged.

The battle had already been won, but what did that matter? When an enemy leaves herself open to attack, why the hell shouldn't you?

Carmen was quick, but she had the disadvantage of distraction. She turned to meet Tigress a second too late and instead caught a blow that sent her staggering over the edge.

She fell fourteen feet, and Graham watched.

Maybe he could have done something. Maybe he couldn't have.

It didn't matter, he watched.

She twisted before hitting the ground and prevented a landing that would have killed her. Still, she didn't quite stick it.

Her body thudded against the floor, and her left arm, which she had used with her right to break her fall, lay broken at an awkward angle.

Tigress cackled from above and called out, "That'll keep her down for a while!"

Graham glanced from Carmen to Tigress and did nothing because he was useless.

"I'll meet you at the hotel," She said, flicking her pretty blonde hair.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and watched her stalk off. He thought about following, and he thought about helping. Both options were as appealing as they were not.

He didn't want to care about her anymore. It was tedious, and painful, and more trouble than it was worth. They made their choices.

He turned his back to her and started after Tigress. There was no need for guilt; she would do the same.

He stopped suddenly, staring at his feet. She would do the same. In a way, she already had. Granted, the straits had not been so dire...

She groaned softly, and though it was almost inaudible, it cut straight to his heart. It occurred to him then that it didn't matter what she would do.

He closed his eyes and felt a headache forming.

"Ah, fuck." He said, kicking up dirt.

He turned back around and trudged over to her. He crouched down and poked her.

"Hey. You good?"

She let out this sort of displeased, animalistic groan that did a really cool job of showcasing both her displeasure and pain. She attempted to sit up, and her left arm spasmed. She cried out and collapsed, breathing raggedly. She squeezed her eyes shut tight.

"...Fuck...You..." She wheezed.

He rolled his eyes. "Alright," He said, taking hold of her, "Heeere we go."

"Wait--" She gasped, but he didn't listen. He pulled her up, and the motion forced a hoarse scream. He startled, yanking his hands away.

"Woah, hey--"

Letting her go in this state was not his brightest idea, and this became evident when she keeled over approximately two seconds later. He caught her, held her, and questioned his sanity-- all in that order.

She trembled against him, her breath hitching in soft, pained gasps. His hands hovered awkwardly over her back.

"C'mon, Lamb, it's just a broken bone...?"

She shook her head.

"No?"

"Hurts..." She wheezed, "...breathing."

"Oh."

"Oh." She mocked.

His eyebrows creased, and he scowled. "Are you kidding me?" He grabbed her and laid her gently on her right side, "Don't mock me if you're having breathing problems."

"Kill... y'self... I...dowhatiwant..." She winced and screwed her eyes shut, curling in on herself. "Ow."

"Uh huh. And how's that working out for you?"

She coughed once and brought up blood.

He inhaled sharply and his eyes blew wide.

"Shit!" He swore, "Carmen!"

"Nnnnngh."

"How could you let her do that to you? You're better than this!"

"What?! This 's--"

He backpeddled. "No, no, don't speak. I shouldn't have said that. We all have the occasional miss. Just focus on breathing, okay? Is your team around?"

She nodded. "on their way..."

She wheezed and wrapped her right arm around her midsection. She curled further in on herself as her brow creased with pain. "...this's humiliating..."

"Carmen."

"...once fell... off... moving truck."

"I'd heard."

"...was 'pletely fine..."

"Yep. Mhm. You're very impressive, I mean it. Now please, just breathe. You're only hurting yourself."

She attempted to smirk, but it presented more as a grimace. "Just thought you should..."

"...Know who I'm dealing with. Yep, I get it. Now shhh."

She glared at him. He frowned at her.

"Just take it easy, okay?"

She grunted. "wha'ver"

He sighed and sat cross-legged, settling in to wait for her team. He warily eyed their surroundings and decided to call it luck that this of all nights, they were hit with a tropical storm. It was unlikely anyone else would be out in this weather, and that helped their odds.

He turned back to Carmen and watched her. Her left arm was held close to her chest, and every so often, she would twitch her fingers or rotate her wrist as if to confirm they still worked. Her chest rose and fell in shallow, ragged breaths, and with every short inhale, he heard what could have been mistaken for whimpering catching in her throat.

He worried on his bottom lip as something he tried to keep buried stirred within him.

For the sake of the heist, he had planned things so Carmen wouldn't see him until the last minute, but it was more than just the mission.

He's never regretted doing VILEs bidding. From the day he graduated, he knew what he was signing up for, and that didn't bother him. The maiming and the cheating and the stealing? Call him a bad person because he was, but he didn't regret any of that stuff.

That night on the train, however...

He had almost crossed a line that night. When he set his crackle rod to kill and pointed it at the woman he--

He...

He couldn't bear to see her hurt.

Consumed with self-pity and remorse, Graham did not immediately notice when Carmen's already quick, shallow breathing turned harsh and rapid. He only snapped out of it when she reached for him with her trembling right hand and weakly grabbed his knee.

"Carmen?"

Her eyes were wide with fear, and her skin had taken on a deathly pallor as she struggled to breathe. She brought her hand to her throat, mimicking the choking gesture.

"Can't..." She croaked, "...get 'nough air."

He wasn't sure what possessed him, but before thinking better of it, he reached over and cupped the side of her face.

"You're hyperventilating, love. Try taking deep breaths."

Her eyes welled with tears, and her bottom lip quivered. Her breathing was still erratic.

"Shh. Deep breaths, hon. You're okay."

She nodded and closed her eyes. She drew in a shuddering breath but stopped suddenly as she sobbed. Tears slipped past her eyes, and he wiped them away.

"Keep going."

She whimpered, and he could only guess how painful this must've been for her. He'd cracked a rib or two in the past, and the pain of that had made him consider the merit of simply ceasing to respirate. Based on her everything, Graham would venture a guess that she suffered much more than a cracked rib or two. If he were in her place, he might have also chosen asphyxiation.

He brushed the hair from her face and rubbed her temple. "Help is coming, Carmen. Just keep breathing, okay? You're doing so well."

"...don' patronize me."

He snorted and retracted his hand. She was so...

She opened her eyes to leer at him. "...didn't tell you t'stop..."

He stared at her incredulously. "You're really something else, you know that?" He returned his hand, "And didn't I tell you to stop talking? Doesn't it hurt?"

"...not bad... as.. breathing."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well. Unfortunately for you, breathing is something of a necessity, so."

"Hmm." She leaned into his touch and said nothing.

He gulped, and his heart did this weird skippy thing. Her weird moment of panic had passed, but she was still acting so... strange.

They'd gone an entire year of saying nothing to one another whenever they crossed paths, and now he was cradling her face while comforting her. And she was letting him.

As much as it should be, hate was not the word he'd use to describe his feelings towards her.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed before her red-headed lackeys came shouting her name, but by the time that they did, the rain had settled, and the wind died down a little. The storm was passing on.

"Carm!"

Graham turned his head and saw the girl lackey racing down the makeshift stair case two steps at a time.

"Carmen, I am so sorry," Ivy said, crouching down on her other side, "The storm made getting around absolutely suck. Are you okay? Sorry, that's a stupid question. Get your hands off her!"

He yanked away from her and held his hands up, feeling oddly intimidated.

"She needs a hospital," said Graham.

"Yeah, no shit." Said Ivy.

"No hospitals!"

"Hush!" Said Graham and Ivy.

Carmen grumbled, finding it within her to pout. "'m gonna need... the three of you... t'stop yelling a' me."

"Three?"

"She's delirious," Ivy explained, "She's forgotten how to count."

Graham narrowed his eyes and pretended he didn't notice the way her eyes flickered to Carmen's earring. "...Okay."

"Alright, Carm. Let's get you out of here."

Carmen yelped as she picked her up, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. Graham scowled.

"Careful with her!" He snapped.

Ivy's gaze turned icy, the type of cold that killed. "Excuse me?"

"Uh..." Graham rubbed the back of his neck, averting eye contact. "You jostled her, 's all... I--"

"--Don't fucking talk to me about how to help my friend, Crackle. You have no right."

"Look--"

"--If you actually cared about her, we wouldn't be here. So I'd thank you to shut your mouth and walk the fuck away."

"I just want to make sure she's okay!"

"Well, she's not!"

Graham winced.

Carmen groaned, shifting in her arms. "...Ivy..."

"Hush, Carm. This guy is pathetic." She leveled a glare at him, "I don't know what you ever saw in him."

She continued to glare at him, waiting. As if expecting an explanation.

He had none to give.

They made their choices.

[angelscovee]

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ꜰɪʀsᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴘᴏᴠ!

right now was like any other day, im sitting in the living room couch of some of the girls dorm room while they are on live.

right now it was me, kk, aubrey, jana, kayla, paige, and azzi who was currently standing behind kk's phone off camera. the rest of the girls were all stood up and messing around while i sat in the background.

i didn't mind not being a main part of the live, i usually just sit back and watch my girlfriend kk mess around with a huge smile on my face every time without fail.

at this point i had stopped paying attention to whatever was happening on my phone as i turned it off and kept looking at my girlfriend and her friends mess around.

well, more specifically my girlfriend. the way she would laugh, her voice, the way she moved, her attitude, everything about her was so captivating that i couldn't seem to take my eyes off of her.

i got interrupted from my thoughts as i felt a presence next to me who which spoke up.

"alright lover girl we can all see you staring at kk calm down no ones gonna steal her if you look away for a second." i looked to my left to see azzi sitting there with a smile on my face to which i returned.

"oh shut up, don't act like i didn't see you gawking at paige over there." i retaliate in a whisper to the brown haired girl who was now laughing and shaking her head.

"yes but at least i wasn't doing it in front of two thousand people." she says to which i have no response to.

"not my fault i have a beautiful girlfriend that i can stare at." i say shrugging my shoulders as i continued staring not caring what people on the live would say about me.

i guess kk must have noticed me staring cause she whipped her head around to look at me with that goofy smile she always has which made my heart flutter as i looked away a slight hint of red rising upon my face.

i must have been deep in thought cause i didn't notice kk say bye to her live stream and walk over to me.

once i looked up i saw her staring at me with a smile before grabbing my hand and lifting me up. i followed her lead without question as the smile on her face never faltered.

"were gonna go get crumbl cookies c'mon!" she said not giving me enough time to answer before dragging me out into the parking lot where her car was.

"jeez kk they aren't gonna run out of cookies calm down a bit you're so hyper!" i say laughing slightly at how energetic she was.

once we got the cookies kk parked in a random parking lot so we could try each one, by now the sun was setting so we had a beautiful view.

she unlocked her car and got a blanket from the back seat as i followed her confused on what she was doing.

she handed me the box of cookies as she set the blanket down on the floor so we could sit and look at the view.

"i know you love sunsets so i wanted to take you here." kk said to me with the biggest smile on my face.

how did i end up getting to lucky to find a girl like her? my smile never faltered as i put my hand on her face giving her a kiss as we sat down ready to enjoy the cookies with a beautiful sunset to look at as well as a beautiful girl to look at.

i leaned my head on her shoulder as her head leaned on mine, we tried the cookies in silence letting our acts of affection speak for themselves.

"how did i end up so lucky to deserve someone like you?" i ask out of no where catching kk off guard.

"i should be asking that, you're the most perfect girl to ever step foot on earth." i smiled like a kid in a candy store as i interlocked our hands.

with that sense of confirmation i knew it was kk and i against the world forever and always, shes my forever other half.

i guess i really am a lover girl.

[have-you-read-this-jrwi-fic]

Anything for a taste of your lips by @justyouraverageleafykinnie

submitter’s comment: “THESE GUYS DRIVE ME UP THE WALLLLLL THEY'RE SO HOMOSEXUAL ABOUT IT AND WISP WRITES THEM SO WELL”

submitted by @gorefreaklintjrwi

[alissa3000]

Can’t believe it’s happening…I’m running out of fics to read 😔😔

[folklrvs]

me when i’m trying to find cute fluff but it’s all just smut under the tag

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

AO3 downtime? Don't fret!

It's funny that the next mayor AO3 downtime happens again when it's very, very hot here, because last year, I made a post about my fics on Tumblr. Which you can read when AO3 is down, yeaaaaah 😂 So, an update! (That's not all of my fics, though, I'm afraid most of them are only on AO3.)

Buck/Tommy: Come and Let the Storm Bring Us to Life Has anybody noticed that the sky is falling Desert Dreams Before the ashes hit the ground Buck/Tommy drabbles Tumblr Prompt Fills 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 Tevan ficlets  1 | 2

Emhyr/Geralt

Geralt/Eskel 1 | 2

Eskel/Letho of Gulet

Aiden/Lambert

Regis/Geralt

Ressler/Reddington ficlets 1 | 2

Astarion/Gale

Omega (The Bad Batch)

Matt Murdock & Foggy Nelson

[fantasticenthusiasttale]

Ducktales but Donald was the one who "disappeared", the Agency "kidnapped" Double Duck on an night to a mission to cowork with Kay K to find out some case of corruption in the USA navy. When the work was finally done (two weeks later), Donald was getting his life too menaced to get out of there, so he just enlisted and spent ten (hard) years on there until his enemies were away enough to return home.

While this, Scrooge and his almost mother niece Della were totally freaking out because they couldn't find Donald anywhere, he just vanished without any pist left behind. The triplets had born to give them some distraction of the situation, and Della got beautifully kind to give her boys the names Donald choose, Huebert J. Duck, Dewford T. Duck (she's not putting Dingus because it's just terrible) and Llewellyn R. Duck. After ten months and thinking her twin really could be dead, Della thought this happened because being Scrooge McDuck's relative is too dangerous, so she talked to Scrooge and he agreed to her taking away the boys to have a normal life in a common house without knowing anything of their family (not before Scrooge giving her some money to survive as a solo and overworking mother of three), and that's how they lived for ten years before Della presumed her boys are old enough to handle family.

Season 1 is just the same but instead of a houseboat there's the simple Della's house where she usually lives because can't return to the mansion she and her twin lived in childhood because of trauma.

Season 2 is where Donald finally return while Della is on a vacation to cure her stress of being a single and overprotective mother. Scrooge's nephew is a little physically hurt because of the job but psycologically he's so worst (he has PTSD where his mind is a little erased beacuse of trauma). He met his nephews and couldn't believe how much he lost in these ten years, as his uncle couldn't believe he lost a leg during his work on navy (that caused some of the trauma).

Season 3 they find out that Bradford caused the situation that took Donald away from them, kept him there under death menacing and really could killed him a lot of times. Instead of going away in the houseboat, Donald bought a beautiful house (using the salary from the Agency) far away from the mansion (and the ocean) and went to live there with his girlfriend and adopted daughters.

[the-badger-mole]

Hey, I've really been enjoying your blog ever since I dived into zutara fandom during Covid. but i somehow can't find the older fics you have on tumblr. (Like the one where Aang has an imaginary friend embodying his jealousy and a zk unplanned high school pregnancy and more). I guess I might not know how to search for things properly on tumblr. Do you happen to have them posted anywhere else?

Not yet, but I will be posting them to Ao3 soon. In the meantime, the fic you're looking for is called "Presence". I hope that helps you find it. I know Tumblr is awful for actually finding anything, but if you search that on my page, it should come up.

[ficswjackson]

jackson’s library !! 🌙 [ 18+ ]

trans male — twenty one — they/he/them

purpose of this account - i want to be able to read & interact with fanfiction on here without worrying about annoying other people on my other tumblr acc! i want to be able to share things that i’m interested in without worrying - it’ll be a 18+ acc for this reason 📓

what i plan to post / re blog - i plan to post weekly fic posts & which fics i am currently reading, both on here but also ao3 ! i will also reblog my favourite fics, so be prepared for that if you choose to follow me ( I read a lot of shorter fics, so i will be quite active sometimes )

my current obsessions - severus snape, stranger things, good omens, criminal minds, marauders, Harry Potter & aaron hotchner.

second account - @in-all-realities (basically me posting about sev a lot so I don’t make anyone uncomfortable here)

masterlist for this account :

other things | fic recommendations | weekly fics.

[temporarywelcome]

What Has Become of This Platform?

no but tell me why Tumblr lowkey scares me now

Like, I used to have tumblr in middle school and it was ALWAYS mad freaky but coming in now as an adult... I'm FLABBERGASTED by some of the content on here and the fact people ENJOY it

Read smut? okay, cool. Read INCEST smut? EXCUSE ME? Why are we acting like this is NORMAL? Why have I seen SO MUCH of that on my feed?

And why did I stumble across a whole account dedicated to AI nudes of kpop idols? Get help.

Is this insane and disgusting? Yes.

Am I deleting Tumblr and never looking back? No.

I just like to complain.

[readmyfreak]

why do i read so many x reader fics on here that’s just y/n being ‘tiny, petite, dainty, small, so itty bitty little and shy and naive’ when compared to the ‘big, bad, macho, ill protect you’ whoever is being written about.

i want to read about bucky barnes getting his back broke by a reader that’s a foot shorter than him. by a reader that has a foot on him in height.

super strength y/n twisting wolverine in knots.

normal strength y/n bending steve rodger’s post-sss ass in half.

a gn reader that isn’t skinny and short and being sassy and stuttering aren’t their only personality traits.

a gn reader that uses a strap with the character. one that takes charge.

give me some new food!!! pls!!! i’m bad at writing or id write more than i plan on.!!!!