heyo i'm finnie! (she/they) i'm an adult, a kinky weirdo, and an apologiser for my beloved mean green bean, the riddler 💚 i'm just here to write silly and make friends and have fun and be nice!!
certified exuberant, openly horny, neurodivergent and a bit awkward, forever kind to those deserving of it 🩷
💚 this blog runs on a queue for the most part!!
🔞 nsfw blog, minors dni 🔞
🦇 multi-fandom, but mostly batman 🦇
expect to see dc stuff (rogues, batman, peacemaker etc.), fallout (particularly fo4 and the prime show), red dead redemption (particularly rdr2), skyrim, xfiles, tf2, horror, shitposts
💚 this is a kink-friendly blog and a safe space for "cringe" stuff 💚
writing tag is "finnie writes"
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requests are always open, but here's some important info:
please read my request info first!!
i'll delete any request i don’t vibe with without explanation
i don't work in order of requests, more to inspiration
i need character(s) + theme + reader/oc gender/genitals etc.
please don't send me requests with gifs or imgs in them!!
please be patient and polite, i have a lot of requests
anon list is under the read more
remember i'm a person, not fucking chatgpt, be polite!!
pleaseeeee send me an actual idea and not just a vague want
i have anxiety, i usually won't follow you first, i fear being intrusive lol
it takes me forever to reply to messages, sorry
i am too old for discourse of literally any kind
mean anons or hate are just ignored, blue balling you
if you request and don't reblog i'll be so mad
if i follow you and didn't notice you're a minor just block me! no hard feelings at all, stay safe out there!! if you are under 18 and follow me i will block you 💚
current anons (for tagging, use emoji then anon with no spaces like for example 💚anon):
have you read any absolute batman? any chance of you writing for any of those rogues?
i am actually thinking of blasting through what’s out so far during my week off!! i worry that i won’t like this particular edward but i am looking at jonathan and bane with lust in my heart lol
if you’ve got any requests send them my way and i can hopefully get to them once i’m through!! 💚
Every part of Vegas feels like it's pulled out of fiction and is Incredibly off-putting. It's a major city in the middle of one of the world's most inhospitable deserts
Its famous for recreating other world landmarks on a small scale. It uses this as a trap to bait people into making life ruining decisions. It's motto is essentially "never speak of what happened here". Fucked up
hello bambinos!! how are we all this fine evening/afternoon/morning?? 💚💚💚
i think i’ve got one more of the nsfw 5 sentence prompts in my inbox that i’ll do tomorrow or friday, couple of tagged things i will get back to, and i’m hoping i can finish my current riddler wip on friday in the office too!!
then i’m off for a whole week but i’m worried i might waste away in my bed like a sickly frail victorian widow so *shrug*
you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.
Finnie, my beloved, I think this combo from the kink dialogue prompt list is going to cook 🧑🍳 for my darling Nick, as always 💙
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L4D2!Nick x GN!Reader, word count:
there is very little i can do to control myself when the concept of getting forced over a desk and having my tights ripped comes into play quite honestly like i should be chained up to protect myself 💙
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minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: cnc/noncon, lingerie/nylons, forceful, attempted oral, ripping clothes, degradation
"Listen, I like to look good. I like my office to look good. I like my secretaries to look good. This won't cut it."
You looked down to your chosen outfit for your first official day on the job. It seemed fine, to you at least. Maybe none of it was designer wear, but it was sleek and professional. Clearly there was something he saw that you didn't, as he continued to berate you.
"Not great of you to show up to work looking so messy, is it? Although, I guess it gives me an insight into how you really are."
It wasn't entirely clear to you what he meant by that, but luckily your boss, Mr "Call Me Nick", was more than happy to offer some extra insight into how you had already displeased him.
"I mean, look at me. This suit cost more than your monthly take home. Perfectly pressed shirt, you know how hard that is with this fabric? And you can't even find what? Five bucks to buy yourself some new pantyhose?"
He reached his hand out to caress your thigh, just below the hem or your skirt. The fabric rode up as his thick fingers pushed it out of the way to tease at the tear on your stockings that you hadn't even noticed when you pulled them on that morning. He had to have been looking pretty hard to find it. And that was when the sudden realisation struck. Perhaps you hadn't displeased him at all. Maybe it was the opposite.
"Mist- Uh, Nick."
"Yes, sweetheart."
"Should you be doing that? I think it might be… inappropriate."
Nick stopped, his fingers still on you, but ceasing their motion entirely as he looked deep into your eyes.
"You think? Or you know?"
The fact that he had stopped pained you, so you swallowed your nerves and answered truthfully.
"I think others might… think. I… I locked the door behind me, like you asked."
"What a good little assistant you are."
His praise was sweet, oozing over his lips as he began to stroke your thigh again, digits skating over the texture of your pantyhose, the warmth of his fingertips touching your bare skin as he passed over the little hole in the fabric that had begun to get bigger as he played with it.
"You can't wear those again, even with a longer skirt. And to make sure of that… What if I just slipped my finger in this little tear in the nylon here and… Oops, would you look at that. Ruined. Can't wear those again. And how convenient, now there's enough room for more than just my finger."
Before you could put your hand down to stop him, he'd ripped them wide open, exposing your bare skin, letting the fabric ladder as it was pulled open from your thigh to your crotch. And then, as you stood up to try and conceal yourself, embarrassed to be so vulnerable in front of your boss, Nick placed his hands on your shoulders. The surprise of his touch, the force of his palms, sent you thudding to the floor and onto your knees without much in the way of protest from you.
"Where do you think you're going, huh? It's your job to assist me, remember." He placed his hands in his pockets, secure in the knowledge that you would keep yourself there for him without any more persuasion, and bucked his hips forwards. Why don't you start by unbuckling my belt and getting to work? First day, after all. Can't afford any more slip ups."
All you could do was stare up at him, unsure of whether you could find it in you to tell him no. It seemed so wrong, and you could feel your cheeks heating up, embarrassed to even find yourself in this position.
"I don't think I-"
Your protests were cut short as he pushed your face into his crotch. You could feel the stirring of an erection, his semi-stiff cock pressed against your cheek as you placed your palms to his thighs and tried to push yourself away. You kept stating your disapproval, kept trying to tell him to stop. But he wasn't listening. He was too busy stifling your breath and attempting to force you to his cock, hoping he could slide his fingers between your face and his body and unzip his pants. If he could get you to suck him off before you'd been in his office for an hour then he would have beaten his previous records.
Still, you wondered if your voice was too muffled, if he just hadn't heard you, but you assumed he was just ignoring them.
"Nick, I dont- Stop! Seriously. Stop!"
He pulled you back from his crotch, fingers staying at the back of your head, not willing to give up his control of you. There was a little bit of disbelief in his eyes as he stared at you. You had raised your volume, screaming that last word at him, but instead of scaring him into doing as you asked, it only made him smile wider.
"These walls are sound-proofed. You think the boss wouldn't have a contingency plan? So keep it up! Besides, the more you scream, the more I like it. It wouldn't be worth it if you didn't put up a fight. I want you to beg, and I want you to scream. Don't you get that?"
You nodded your head, eyes wet with lingering tears, desperate not to give him the satisfaction. It's not that you might not have wanted this in other circumstances. He was handsome, charming, darkly cruel. But this was your job. It was your first day. And you were being put through the ringer without time to breathe and take it all in.
"So… What do I want to hear?"
"Me. Begging. And screaming."
"Good! And what are you going to do?"
"I'm… Beg. And scream."
"Excellent. Your application didn't do you justice. You are a lot better suited to this job than I thought you'd be. Now. Lean back, and don't be afraid to tell me how badly you want me to stop."
Every time someone complain about how "this choice is not moral, if you chose it/did this in this videogame you are a terrible person!" my mind plays this on repeat
I HC Egon is a thrill seeker and gets aroused in moments of high stress/fear or after he makes a big scientific breakthrough.
going just a little bit crazy for this premise >:3c
Send me a NSFW headcanon and I’ll write a 5 sentence ficlet about it!
minors DNI!! 🔞
"There's been a breakthrough so could you please come to the lab?"
Egon's voice echoed towards you, barely contained excitement tinting it with an urgency you couldn't ignore even if you'd wanted to, so you made your way to the lab with your own giddy excitement, knowing as you did how good at celebrating his achievements he was.
There was no time to discern what particular success he'd had, however, as he was on you the minute you got to the door and didn't stop for a single second before his hands were around you and his lips were silencing your muffled question of what the breakthrough was, though he had managed to understand it through context.
"I have just discovered a resilient species of fungus that can feed off of the excess ectoplasm collected and can in turn produce energy for the proton packs but in the excitement... Well, I'm just glad you got here in plenty of time."
As his body pressed into yours you felt his length, stiff and hard, against your thigh, and realised he was close to a second breakthrough.
Thinking about a girl I grew up with who spun her dog's fur into yarn, then knitted gloves out of the yarn and how all the other kids made fun of her mercilessly for it.
And how she's now used those gloves for over thirty winters and each time she puts them on, she gets to pet her beloved dog's fur even though Ginger is long gone. And how even though her bones have long since been swallowed by the earth, Ginger is still protecting her owner from the cold.
Just an ancient pact, passed down from the earliest dogs that slept beside humans to keep us warm, continuing on for decades after one of their deaths.
i wholeheartely agree >:3c
Send me a NSFW headcanon and I’ll write a 5 sentence ficlet about it!
minors DNI!! 🔞
Much like a cat, clinging for its life, digits splayed and claws out; that's how Jonathan behaved, kneading at your chest with a harsh and clumsy strength despite his gangly, almost weak form and you hissed as he almost drew blood.
"Apologiess, my dear, but the desperation with which I address your body is supposed to be complimentary, a testament to my adoration, and a confession to the fear of never touching you again. Allow me to kiss it better."
His obsession with the more filled out areas of your body, in direct contrast to his of sharp bones and angles, your soft breasts of particular interest, could never be satiated, but you thought it might be best to rid yourself of his pointed, ragged fingernails.
Until you remembered how ferocious he could be with his equally pointed teeth.
Can you do riddler x reader in high school with riddler coming in second place in a science fair and him throwing a jealousy fit towards reader. Make them make out in end
sorry, i don’t write kids in any scenario, aged up or aged down!!
