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"not all men" you're right, he would treat me worse, but he would also fuck me better

listening to work song by hozier and the line “no grave can hold my body down... i’ll crawl home to her” is 100% about simon fucking riley

I want to have his babies and he's not even real

finding a new, fine as fuck, fictional murderer to obsess over:

finding an edit of that murderer to literally any deftones song:

Y/n: *sits down while phanting because of training*

Ghost: what got ya phanting so hard?

Y/n: did some quickie with soap

Ghost: *aggressively pulls out his gun while walking towards soap*

Ghost: what flowers do you want for your grave sergeant?

Soap: *confused* um I like yellow ones. Why?

Me when not enough König content

My cute big murder man <3

@popcaki the artist ya'all

in undertow | Simon “Ghost” Riley x f!Reader

They won’t shut up about why he wears the mask. 

This isn’t anything new. You’ve heard it all before. 

Maybe, then, it’s the rookie inside of you still burning to be included, to be acknowledged, accepted, that makes you flick your mic on with a single press of your stupid little finger. Makes you open your stupid little mouth, and say: 

“You’re all wrong, boys; he’s just keeping my seat warm." 

(a joke at your lieutenant’s expense has unexpected consequences.)

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HIM MY BELOVED

mullet obi-wan kenobi is the best thing in this world

Repost rn.

Repost rn.

yes hes my comfort character, and yes he does beat the shit out of people. he multitasks idk

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

People are always talking about making John Green say “I love cocks” when it comes to having fun with tumblr’s ability to edit everyone’s posts but that one post where that person was saying fuckers and it got repeatedly edited to fudgers and meaners was 10000% funnier

there‘s people out there who watch a show/movie without getting obsessed & move on with their lives as if nothing happened. can you imagine?

peter parker | i hear a symphony

pairing: peter parker x reader

summary: everything is starting to feel normal again.

a/n: jesus christ i’ve been gone for awhile. this is kinda…meh. i’m tired and wanted to get something out during my time off, and felt like being sentimental. i’ll make a part two if people enjoy it. :)

warnings: sadness, just a whole lot of sadness, and a few cuss words.

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everyone has a different way of grieving. some cry, some lash out in anger at the world, and some insist they are okay, even when everyone knew they are not.

‘natasha romanoff, vision, tony stark, steve rogers, many of which were sacrifices. it should have never come to this, so many were lost. even though everything seemed and went back to normal, what did it cost?’

these were the thoughts that ran through peters mind constantly. peter had lost one of the people that mattered the most to him. tony stark, a teacher and mentor.

you seemed to be holding up well, only because you had to. everything was back to normal, there was no reason to be upset, the avengers fixed it all, right? as always, being praised for your efforts to save the world, would never heal the trauma and pain that lingered beneath the surface. it was something that the outside world never had the chance of seeing. all they saw was you kicking ass and saving the universe, and somehow always managing to come back with smiles on your faces.

yeah, everything was fine. totally. you and peter never really had much involvement with each other. you both were being mentored by stark, but for completely different doings.

you were taught how to build your own iron man suits, the math and science that all went behind it. working many hours with stark in the tower, asking questions, and sometimes pissing him off just for fun. god, you missed those days. but now it was time to move on, and act like it never happened.

while being mentored by stark, you had kindled friendship with the other avengers. steve used to help you with your u.s. history homework, though he couldn’t help you with things that happened after the 40’s. natasha used to train you in hand-to-hand combat, oh the many times she had knocked you on your ass, and the one time you managed to knock her on hers. thor would tell you about asgaurdian culture and stories, the journeys that he had been on through the nine realms were always fascinating.

oh, how you missed those days.

now, all you had was parker, and all he had was you. though never being formally introduced, you two managed to make conversation. usually, it involved talking about tony and how awesome or funny he was. both of you had a strong connection to him, and bonded quickly over that fact.

“oh yeah! there was this one time that i was measuring something for one of the new suits, and we got into an argument about which one of our math equations was right. well, it turned out that i was right, and he didn’t like that very much. tony didn’t even talk to me for the rest of session!” the story brought back a pleasant feeling in your chest, something you would continue to laugh about even if tony was gone.

peter laughed, and brought up a story of his own, “i would constantly “accidentally” use my webs to stick his hands to doorknobs. there was time when i acted like i wasn’t going to get them off of him, but that quickly changed when he threatened to stop mentoring me.”

the smile that appeared on peters face, felt genuine. like it was the first genuine smile he had in weeks. it felt good to reminisce on old memories, people felt that bringing them up would cause more pain, but it was the complete opposite. things actually were seeming to get better. sure, the original avengers weren’t here anymore, but there was still hope for the future.

| m.list |

** = angst

^ = smut

jason todd

random smutty scenario ^

all i wanted **

secrets **

drunken confessions

if you love me (really love me) **

dick grayson

cuddling head-cannons

i promise **

drunken confessions

late night

training

steve rogers

relationship head-cannons

j.t. | if you love me (really love me)

pairing: jason todd x reader

summary: you develop feeling for jason, although you know that you can’t say anything about them.

a/n: this was just a little idea that i got, based on the song, “if you love me (really love me)” by brenda lee. and sorry i haven’t written anything recently. if you’d like me to continue this, lmk!! :) <3

warnings: angst, 1 swear word, overthinking.

“if the sun, should tumble from the sky.

if the sea, should suddenly run dry.

if you love me, really love me let it happen,

i won’t care.”

being friends since childhood, you and jason had always been close. a tight-nit friendship that nothing could get between. something both of you were very proud of.

i mean, who could say that they were still friends with the person they’ve know since childhood? the problem was, you had developed feelings for him throughout the course of your friendship.

you hadn’t meant for it to happen, but then again, who does?

knowing jason and his mentality, he wouldn’t date you. his everyday life being too dangerous to be in a relationship with anyone, let alone someone he cares immensely. he couldn’t put you at risk like that.

“honestly, you should just tell him. what could happen? he rejects you?” dick questioned, as he sat on the edge of a random rooftop with you. you both, along with jason and the rest of the bat family were out on patrol.

“or, he could start avoiding me at all costs and it could complete ruin our friendship.” you said placing your elbows on your knees, and putting your face in your hands.

your mind is absolutely racing with everything that could possibly go wrong. would he avoid you? reject you? yell at you for ruing your friendship? you didn’t know, and didn’t want to know the outcome.

“oh come on, you’re overthinking it.”

“no dick! you don’t understand. we’ve been friends since childhood, he’s my best friend. i can’t risk losing that. it means too much to me to throw it away just because of my stupid feelings.”

“hey, you never know. he might have feelings for you.” dick smirked, swinging his legs back and forth off of the ledge.

the thought alone made your face flush.

“if it seems, that everything is lost.

i will smile, and never count the cost.

if you love me, really love me, let it happen,

darling i won’t care.”

as the weeks past, you felt yourself distancing from jason. perhaps you were scared of your own feelings. even so, it wouldn’t matter. you know you can’t tell him either way.

you knew he’d just go on to say the same thing he always said when asked about his relationships.

that “he couldn’t date anyone because of his lifestyle,” shit. you rolled your eyes at the memories before rolling out of bed.

walking into the very large kitchen, you still found yourself surprised. after your mother had left to go over seas, bruce had offered to let you stay at wayne manor. and seeing as he thought of you as a daughter anyway, you obliged.

you couldn’t get over the largeness of everything. sure you knew he was rich, but damn.

“good morning, y/n.”

the sudden voice surprised you, making you jump. you knew that voice better than anyone.

“good morning, jason.” you greeted back, groggily.

nothing was said after that, even sitting at the table eating breakfast. until jason decided to speak up, awkwardly.

“so, wanna tell me why you’ve been distant?”

the question made you stop mid bite. placing your fork back down on your plate, you looked up at him. an action you instantly regretted.

the way his brow was quirked up curiously, the way his hair looked fluffy from just waking up, everything about him was perfection to you.

“i…i guess i just haven’t been feeling the best as of recently.” you lied through your teeth, hoping it was convincing enough.

you squinted at you before looking down at his plate and continued eating. “well, can you tell me what’s wrong?”

you sighed, not really wanting to continue this conversation. “um, it’s nothing really. just been kinda…under the weather? i guess?” you cringed, the phrase sounding totally out of character for you.

but it seemed to have worked, at least for now. he nodded, “whatever it is that you’re going through, just know that i’m here, okay?”

he looked at you expectingly, waiting for your response. you only nodded, continuing to stare down at your plate. knowing that if you looked at him, you’d tell the truth.

“when at last, our life on earth is through,

i will share, eternity with you,

if you love me, really love me, let it happen,

i won’t care.”

so, i kinda wanna write a fic where reader is the daughter of Selina (Catwoman) but not related to Bruce Wayne. and after Selina abandons the reader, she is taken in by the Waynes. btw, i’m not sure i will write this during the time Damian is even alive. i don’t know yet, i think that the conflict between Damian and the reader, would be interesting though.

but also i want it to be either a Jason Todd x reader or Dick Grayson x reader, i don’t know which one yet. PLEASE tell me which one you’d rather have.

i haven’t really figured out the specifics yet, but lmk what you guys think. :) <3

Dick Grayson with the song OHMAMI and like the lyric “I might have to fuck her on the highway” Just like multitask

Please. Thank you :)

pairing: dick grayson x fem!reader

warnings: smut → car sex, dom!dick, teasing, penetrative sex.

word count: 390

a/n: duddee i fucking love chase atlantic 🥵

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Dick wants you. His right-hand teases your thigh while his left holds the steering wheel. His thumb caresses the skin so gently, wanting you to admit to wanting him to fuck you. But you don’t. You bite your lip, eyes trained on the windscreen as you watch the car drive ahead of you. The two of you went to an important dinner with Bruce and a few other colleagues of his. You wore the most stunning dress that made Dick’s head spin, and quite frankly, his cock twitch in his suit pants.

Slowly, he pushes his hand up your dress. Fingers dance over your clit. The dress forbid you to wear panties, and Dick for sure wasn’t going to complain. He circles your clit in soft, slow circles. He knows your body so well, so intimately. He knows all the ways he can push your buttons.

“Dick,” you sigh, opening your thighs wider for him. He chuckles, pulling over the side of the road.

“get in the backseat,” he demands. You do as you’re told and patiently wait for him. Finally, he joins you and pushes you down on the seat. He hovers over you, kissing your neck and pressing his hard cock into your core.

“Please,” you begin a whisper. Dick lifts your dress up to your stomach before pulling down his pants. He’s needy, so desperate to finally be able to fuck you. Neither of you cares that the car is on the side of the road. All you care about is having each other.

He teases your dripping entrance with his cock. You’re whining, begging for him to fuck you. He finally gives in, thrusting his cock deep inside you. Both of you moan in the release of built-up tension. His thrusts are quick, eager to reach both your highs. The car rocks beneath you, but neither of you cared.

His hand comes up to the window, steadying himself as he fucks into you harder. His hips snap against yours, loving the sound his balls make as they slap against your ass.

“oh my god,” you squeak out, eyes closed as you indulge in the pleasure he gives you. “dick,” you moan.

“Don’t you dare cum until I tell you too,” Dick grunts, face buried in your neck as he kisses the supple, heated skin.

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d.g. | training

pairing: dick grayson x reader

requested: yes by the lovely @ddaeng-danvers

summary: you’re training with your oh-so-lovely boyfriend.

a/n: i don’t like the way this came out, and i’m terrible at writing fight scenes- 💀 but i hope you enjoy none-the-less. <3 also, i’m sorry it’s short, a lot of shit has been going on. but if you want me to re-write it lmk!!

warnings: fighting, bad writing, and dick being a flirty shit.

“do we have too? i’m still sore after the last training session.” you whined, following dick down the stairs to the bat-cave.

“yes, y/n. we train everyday, you know that.”

rolling your eyes, you walk into, what felt like an arena, the long and pointy spikes hanging down from the ceiling.

standing across from dick, he already looks like he’s ready.

suddenly, dick sprints toward you. when he gets close enough to you, he raises his fist and throws it toward you.

fortunately, you had enough time to dodge out of the way and try to punch him in the area of his liver.

unfortunately for you, he grabs your forearm and stops you before marking contact with his skin. next thing you know, he’s trying to pin you against the floor.

dick is on top of you, but you lift your legs and wrap them around his neck. applying just enough pressure to maybe, just maybe get him to tap out.

“are you seriously trying to black widow me right now?”

he laughs, but is persistent. “hey, she’s pretty badass, and it usually works when she does it.” you sigh, breathing heavily.

“don’t tell me you’re already tired-“ that makes you squeeze his neck just a little bit harder with your thighs.

he doesn’t relent, the hand he has on your chest pushing you into the floor. getting the strength to push him to the side, you straddle dick and force his hands above his head.

he looks amazing, his head back, a smirk upon his annoyingly perfect face, almost like he’s enjoying seeing you on top of him. with your thighs on either side of him, you can feel the chiseled muscles beneath them.

there’s no doubting that dick had an incredibly impressive body.

suddenly, you realize the situation you’re in. sitting on top of him, holding his wrists above his head, and faces extremely close to each other.

while you’re supposed to be training, you’re fawning over him like the rest of his fan-girls.

your face is red, but knowing dick, you know he was probably trying to distract you. but you won’t let him get the upper hand.

“trying to distract me are you?”

“why would you think that?”

you scoff and let go of his hands, standing up, “oh come on, you do this every time we train together. you make me flustered, and take advantage of the situation.”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” he pretends to act offended, that you would accuse him of such a thing.

“whatever.”

he smirks and stands up, getting into a fighting stance.

“again.”

hey lovie! would you mine writing a dick grayson (either as robin or nightwing you pick!) where you’re also a hero/vigilante and you’re training? preferably an established relationship but honestly you can take it in any direction you please! tysm !!

ofc!! i will say that i don’t have a lot of experience writing fight scenes, but i’ll try! :)

and this is going to be cute asl, i can already tell. ;) <3

i’ll probably start writing this later tonight, and i’ll probably post it later tomorrow. :) <3

REBLOG IF YOU DON’T MIND WRITERS TAKING TIME OFF FOR THEIR MENTAL HEALTH

omfg thank you sm!! i love your work!! :) 💘💞💗💓

and yes, jason is a little shit. 💀🤚🏻

j.t. | smutty scenario

pairing: titans!jason todd x fem!reader

an: just a little bit of ✨S P I C E✨

warnings: smut, begging, bad writing.

jason was eating you out like a man STARVED. flicking your clit with his tongue, his middle and ring fingers deep inside you, brushing by your cervix every once in awhile.

jason curled his fingers inside you, pressing on that spot that made your eyes role to the back of your head, “jay! i’m gonna cum…” your voice barely above a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear.

he saw an opportunity and took it, pulling his fingers out of your pussy and stopping all movement of his mouth.

you get up, obviously pissed that he stopped, “what the fuck? why’d you stop?” you whined, jason smirks, “you wanna cum, beg for it.”

“…i’m not in the fucking mood.” and this little cocky shit goes, “well, i guess you’re not cumming tonight.” he shrugs, as if this bitch doesn’t have the biggest hard on- 💀🤚🏻

you pout, finally giving into what he wanted of you, “please…” it’s like your pride held you back from saying what you wanted, and of course that isn’t enough for jason, “i’m gonna need more babe.”

rolling your eyes, even though you kinda enjoyed begging, “please jay, please make me cum, i need it…”

jason, finally satisfied with your answer, smirked once again and gave you what you wanted.

before you know it, his fingers are back inside you, and his tongue is back on your clit. “fuck! mmm feels so good-“ that familiar pressure returns and you’re on cloud nine.

fuck im bad at endings- 💀

also inspired by one of @smellslikemultifandomimagines amazing head-cannons!

the A in LGBTQIA+ does NOT stand for ally.

the A in LGBTQIA+ stands for AROMANTIC.

the A in LGBTQIA+ stands for ASEXUAL.

the A in LGBTQIA+ stands for AGENDER.

DON'T ERASE OUR IDENTITY. WE ARE HERE, WE ARE REAL, WE ARE VALID.

| m.list |

** = angst

^ = smut

jason todd

random smutty scenario ^

all i wanted **

secrets **

drunken confessions

dick grayson

cuddling head-cannons

i promise **

drunken confessions

late night

steve rogers

relationship head-cannons

d.g. | late night

pairing: dick grayson x reader

summary: just a little scenario. :)

a/n: ik it’s short, but i wanted to at least make something while i’m not posting for awhile. :/

warnings: just fluff!! <3

hahaha, good luck getting out of this mans grip. while he’s asleep, especially when you’re cuddling you, he holds you tight.

almost as if he’s going to lose you if he lets go.

but if you do manage to get out of dicks hold, it won’t be long before he wakes up.

bc of what he does, he’s always hyper aware, even when he’s asleep.

like you may be going to the kitchen to get some ice cream, he’ll be scaring the shit out of you a few minutes later bc you didn’t hear him following behind you.

“y/n, why’re you up?”

“i wanted ice cream..?”

dick would come up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his chin on your shoulder.

“you should come back to bed..”

he murmurs into your neck, you giggle and nod sleepily.

“i will, after ice-cream.”

he sighs and you move to the living room, sitting on the couch with your ice-cream.

you look at him, “..are you just going to stand in the kitchen, or are you going to get over here and cuddle with me?”

dick jumps at the opportunity and sits on the couch next to you, pulling you into his lap.

“why can’t you just sleep?”

“bc i wanted ice-cream..?”

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are nonbinary

have dyed/cut your own hair over quarantine

love netflix cartoons

support nonbinary people

Why do I have to pick one name. Why can't I have dozens of names that people use interchangeably like I'm some kind of ancient wizard