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23 i read dark stuff

[venomandvigor]

TW: fauxcest and just insane perv behavior

Ok but Tim is definitely going to collect your semen. He'll give some bullshit "health screening" excuse, like he was even giving you a choice. Whether it's for clone baby purposes, or something freakier, I'll leave up to you.

Bruce actually would regularly analyze it for health screening purposes.

Tim tries to enter your room all casual with one of those collection cups, and you're like, "oh Bruce already did that" and he just says the sample was lost. And if you press him on that, he'll say you're being difficult and cuff you to the bedpost.

[angelamajiki]

literally am BEGGING and PLEADING for another pa clark spanking fic…

idk what it is about it, but the way you wrote that fic was just sooooo 🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️🧚🏼‍♀️ i love your imagination, the wrinkles on your brain are amazing ‼️

xoxo 👾

i do have another pa fic in the works, you try to placate him after misbehaving and try your best to get out of a punishment before it begins 😇

however now i am considering pa spanking you with an audience…pa who says he’s inviting a friend over for dinner and introduces you to his friend bruce. pa tells you to be on your best behavior for his guest and make him feel welcome. what you did not expect was for pa to sit you in bruce’s lap and let him feed you, too. you blush in embarrassment when bruce comments on how pretty and obedient you are, he’d give anything to have a daughter as sweet as you. when the three of you settle into the den after dinner, pa only watches as bruce pulls you into his lap again and runs his hands up your thighs under your dress. bruce is lazily kissing on your neck as he listens to clark talk about his latest article at the planet, pinching you gently when you start to squirm. you looked at your pa, pleading silently as he watched this all go down without so much as a peep out of him.

you shoot straight up out of his lap when you feel his fingers ghost your clit and run straight to your room with tears in your eyes. pa is not far behind when he opens your door with his arms crossed and a stern look of disappointment. you’ve embarrassed your poor guest and you broke your promise to be behave, he scolds. you best get down there and apologize before pa makes you.

you pad after him quietly and mumble an apology, staring straight at the floor with a hot face. bruce tilts you chin up with his index fingers and graciously accepts your apology with a pet. bruce asks clark how he deals with your behavior when you get bratty like this and your pa is more than happy to show him with you over his knee and your head in bruce’s lap, ignoring the raging boner he’s gotten 😇

[angelamajiki]

Please give us more about the more tender moments with pa Clark 🙏🏻🙏🏻

Pa Clark hand feeding me fruit has been rattling around in my brain the past few days. Maybe you two got into a nasty fight or you’re fresh out of a punishment, all teary eyed and in desperate need of comfort when Pa comes into your room. He sits down next to where you’re lying and starts peeling an orange quietly. He feeds you a few slices and has one of his one, petting your head when you chew slowly. He kisses the juices off of your lips with a dramatic mwah and asks if you’re feeling better. He cuddles up close to you in bed and lies next to you, resting your head on his chest. He can never stay mad at you, you know.

[venomandvigor]

Oof imagine being a bouncer at a Gotham nightclub and encountering Brucie Wayne in the wild. Your boss asked you to escort the man to his driver, as he'd lost himself a little to deeply in his drink. You'd moved precious intoxicated cargo plenty of times, but holy shit, Wayne was heavy. And handsy. While some might like the idea of being a petting zoo for Gotham's finest silver foxes, people didn't tip bouncers like they did bartenders and bottle girls. So you were more than eager to deposit your charge in a certainly expensive passenger seat and try to forget the impression of his fingers in your asscheek. Not to mention the secondhand embarrassment was starting to get to you. Didn't he have kids at home?

You took a little pleasure in kicking open the door, letting the street lamp shock a little sobriety in your charge. It was curious, though. Drunk men's pupils didn't react quickly: that was what made it so fun to pull them out of a dark club. But when you looked into those grey-blue irises, you saw two little pinpricks of black.

"Don't look at me like that if you're not gonna kiss me," he slurred, but it sounded off to you now. His driver, a long-suffering man with a pencil moustache, opened the door for you. You nodded gratefully.

"Have a good night, Mr. Wayne." You tried to close the door, but he stopped you with a too-steady hand.

"Wanna make this a great night?" You looked for help from the driver, but he'd already retreated to his seat. You took the man's, surprisingly rough, hand off the car door, gently guiding to his person.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wayne—" but the hand you were holding was gone. No, it was locked on your arm, just above your elbow, and you couldn't react before you were being dragged into the back seat. Your fighting, all your strength and experience with the rowdiest and richest Gotham had to offer, all was futile against him. He was absurdly strong. He held you down by your hair while he jabbed something in your neck. Bastard. You'd have to add his picture to the 'problem wall' in the breakroom, you thought. You'd have to get someone else to get the picture. Your hands were feeling very unsteady. At least he wasn't fighting as hard now; must have tired himself out. You could use a rest yourself.

[angelamajiki]

I’ve been beyond overstimulated I just want to turn my brain off and have pa Kent do everything for me :( he’d be so willing as well

thinking about the beginnings of the pa seeds being planted in clark’s mind when you come home from work one day to your shared apartment in metropolis and just collapse into him from exhaustion, so ready for your boyfriend to be your post shift pick-me-up and he’s all too excited to let his more controlling tendencies out…realizing he can make you dependent on him through stress he may or may not manufacture behind the scenes just so you want to stay inside with him even more. he sees now that you need more than a boyfriend, you need your Pa to come set things right. he’s more than happy to oblige. proposing that you two take a get away weekend to the farm just for some R&R and when you say you wish life could stay like this forever, how could Pa disappoint his best girl?

[angelamajiki]

can we wake up sleazy bruce…bruce who flirts with you openly at galas and stops his playboy ways just knowing the other ladies in his circles will descend on you like vultures the moment he walks away. you tell him to knock it off and he acts none the wiser, offering his arm and saying you should just stick with him if you want them to leave you alone

[angelamajiki]

what do you think of pa clark and dad bruce in the pool with reader? i feel like reader's bikini top would mysteriously fall of many times..

and every time i imagine superbat in the pool, i remember that delicious panel from world's finest 🙏

please i’ve actually been thinking about this So Much because it’s gotten so hot where i am and i’m just dying to be in my pool…

I’d like to imagine Bruce has cabanas at the manor for lounging poolside and you try to hide in there when they say you can have some pool time. You claim you don’t want to get burned in the sun, so Pa puts your sunscreen on for you and insists that you strip all the way down so he can get you fully covered. He’s careful to rub his big hands slowly over your chest, squeezing a handful gently when you get shy. Bruce gets your legs, spreading them obscenely over his lap so he makes sure he can get all the nooks and crannies he needs to.

The bikini they give you is stringy, but you’re careful to triple knot it just to prevent any “accidents”. You try to stay on the step in the shallow end, Dad pushes you out to the deep end where Pa is waiting for you. UGHHHH AND ITS SICK BECAUSE CLARK CAN FULLY STAND UP IN THE DEEP END!!! They want you to hang off of one of them at all times even though you insist you know how to swim. When Clark passes you off to Bruce, he accidentally snags the string holding you top up and exposes you in the pool. You try to cover up, but they just laugh and decide to take their shorts off too.

Once the sun starts to set, Bruce towels you off and Clark hand cuts you some fruit and feeds it to you, making sure you suck the juice off of his fingers. You want to go inside and take a shower, whining that it’s too cold to swim anymore and they shush you while carrying you into the hot tub. The heated bubbles just make things so much more intimate when they sandwich you between them and intentionally take off your swimsuit. You’ll all shower later, let them help you warm up now.

[angelamajiki]

Hello diva, I usually talk about Harvey but I'm back on my original husband kick (Jason Todd)

What headcannons do you have for Jason? I've always imagined him having a thing for alt girlies/guys/theys but not in that gross 'step on me' way but more in the 'i will let you use me as a test dummy for a spell' way

Love your mind <3

feeling so incredibly jason pilled rn, i NEEEDDDDD him. also these will be some random headcanons too :3 and general basement wifing thoughts

To me, there’s something incredibly tender and awe inspiring about how emotionally open Jason can be even after everything he’s been through. Does he show this side of himself to everyone? Absolutely the fuck not, it’s something he reserves for people he has high regard for and even higher love for. I just have it stuck in my head that he would cry the first time you sleep with him. He doesn’t peg me as the hookup type, even with you. It has to mean something, ESPECIALLY with you. Despite how touch starved he is, it’s still hard for him to initially trust you to touch him…like really touch him. He’s so so so guilty that he kidnapped you, but he rationalizes as something necessary in order to preserve your safety and his sanity. Once he can mentally get past that hurdle and you start to simmer down about your circumstances, he goes all in. He is one of the few yans who I don’t see nonconning you, your genuine love and trust in him is too important. When you finally do take that next step and try to initiate affection with him, it makes him extremelyyy emotional and thus cries while balls deep in you <3

I think he’s also very invested in your thoughts and feelings. He’s constantly asking you what you’re thinking about when you go quiet, partial curiosity and partial hypervigilence.

A steamy make out session in his lap or his head pressed against your chest are his favorite forms of affection from you.

Also, I imagine he is an Ethel Cain stan, he would fuckkkkk with Preacher’s Daughter so hard.

[venomandvigor]

Dad Harvey….my mind is Open

Good, because I have thoughts in need of a loving home.

While my original idea was for a pre-Two-Face Harvey, I've done some thinking about what your life might look like after the attack. Remember in the Long Halloween Special, when he got his old house back for Gilda? I'm imagining he keeps you both put up comfortably there. You're allowed to generally do as you please, so long as you behave. On his arrival, he expects a warm welcome with a kiss from both of his girls. You have to come when they call, and they expect you not to complain about what they ask of you, no matter how mortifying.

I would let any former lovers go without mention, unless you want them tied to a log in the abandoned saw mill. Harvey doesn't play about his girls. And don't for a second think Gilda is a safe confidant, either.

I think Harv likes to be the "bad influence" on you. He would make a show of "sneaking" you whiskey from his glass, as if Gilda hadn't poured you a glass of wine with dinner. He also likes to play a little rough with you, manhandling you and goading you to bite him.

He hates scaring you. Tears are one thing, but when you flinch or cower away from him… oh boy. He can't just leave you alone like that, as much as he knows you want him to. It feels like leaving you defenseless. If Gilda's home, he'll get her in hopes she can soothe you. If it's just the two of you, he'll lock you in his arms until you both calm down. He'll hum a lullaby as he tucks you nice and safe into his chest.

He's one that I could see liking "daddy" as a nickname. I could also see him referring to himself as "your old man" with like, a raging erection. He'd refer to you as "his girl", or "brat" depending on the mood.

I think he'd really enjoy a routine in the evenings to help him wind down. I can see Harvey mellowing out in a recliner, with his lovely wife sprawled on the chaise, and their girl curled up in his lap. Maybe you all have a radio serial/podcast drama you keep up with. It feels almost like a normal family, until the loneliness of the day starts to catch up to Gilda. You can pretend to not hear her soft moans over the speaker, but good luck ignoring the growing stiffness underneath you. If you play them off each other, you can get by just watching them and touching yourself.

They do keep score though, and they'll only want more of you, the longer you make them wait. They'll make a day of it, if it's been too long. Gilda adores pulling you down onto her thigh while kissing up your chest. Harvey likes to press you into the mattress, and make you cry out for your "mommy" to get him to ease up. She's not that sympathetic though. The most you'll usually get is a manicured hand carding through your hair, and a stern, "Play nice, dear," for Harvey. It would be a little more comforting if she wasn't so eager to use that hand to pull you to her core. If you keep crying beyond their attempts to calm you, Harvey'll hum your lullaby into your clit until you settle.

After one of these long nights is the best time to ask for something. Their hearts get so soft when you're all together under the covers.

[snkirschtein]

Erwin for the character thing pleaseeee? and yes i love you! 😍💕

Who said “I love you” first?

Erwin. He doesn’t have any shame in that department. He just really loves his s/o. He doesn’t say it too often, but he says it and means it.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background?

Erwin. He’d like to show off the two of them.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror?

Erwin’s s/o most likely. And he looks forward to seeing them.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts?

Erwin. He doesn’t buy them a lot, because most of his money comes from funds so he’s not really going to spend it on gifts.

Who initiated the first kiss?

Erwin’s s/o. He’s not one to initiate usually.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning?

Erwin. Contrary to not initiating, he does like to surprise his s/o with kisses once they are close enough to be in the same bed.

Who starts tickle fights?

Erwin’s s/o is more likely to. Erwin doesn’t do play fighting much. He’s not really ticklish anyway.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower?

Erwin’s s/o. He respects their privacy, and it’s not that he minds when his s/o asks him, it’s just he doesn’t want to cross any boundaries or anything.

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch?

Erwin. He’s like perfect husband material.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date?

Erwin (but probably his s/o too bc everyone knows who Erwin is and he’s beautiful and perfect-). He didn’t show it at all, in fact he was very smooth and cool the entire time. But on the inside, he was pretty nervous.

Who kills/takes out the spiders?

Erwin. He’s a traditional gentleman y’know.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk?

Probably his s/o. He’s not that type of drunk, nor is he drunk often.

Send me a ship character

[kyojuuros]

Thank you for everything, Erwin Smith

[tsukareta-levi]

Art by NB

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[snk-smartpass]

SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories 2

TRANSLATION: Ko Ransom

Late Night Stories Vol. 07 Nifa "A Story of a Misunderstanding"

A soldier with short, bobbed Hair served under Hange in the Fourth Squad of the Survey Corps. Her name is Nifa. While she often worked with Hange, her sharp-witted personality also meant that Erwin and the other leaders of the Corps asked her to act as the go-between for various communications, making her a soldier tied to no particular squadron.

"Here are today's documents, Squad Leader Hange."

"Ah, just put them right there."

Moblit, the Vice Captain of the squad, thanked Nifa in place of his superior who was busy at work.

"Thanks, as always, for all of your work. Look at all this stuff you managed to get done today… I bet you've never had to experience failure in your life, have you?" Nifa's corpsmate quipped, causing her to shake her head as she forced a smile.

"That's not true at all. Just the other day, I failed in a huge way…"

The leading members of the Fourth Squad turned to listen to Nifa's story during the few moments they had before Hange finished checking the documents.

******

The Survey Corps received many different kind of letters. They covered a wide range of things, from work-related subject to thoughts from the citizens. Survey Corps members whose efforts stood out, such as the Commander, Levi, and Mike, even received fan mail. Another part of Nifa's job was to deliver these.

"I have subordinates that take the mail and sort it, so I just needed to deliver it… But I had just finished helping Hange with one of their marathon all-nighters and was feeling exhausted."

While she had thought the letters were properly separated, with one pile for the Commander and another for Mike, it seemed that they got shuffled at some point along the line…

******

The next day, Erwin spoke to Nifa as he wore a cheerful expression on his face.

"Nifa. Reading that letter yesterday made me glad to be the Commander."

"Excuse me?"

"'Seeing how youthful and active you always are gives me energy! Please solve the mysteries of the world!' …That's what it said. It made me feel determined all over again."

"Oh."

The letter had been addressed to Hange. While Nifa had broken out in a cold sweat, it was also rare to see the Commander in such a good mood. Was it the "youthful" part that made him happy?

Just as Nifa left, hoping that he wouldn't notice the name on the back of the letter, she next came across someone in a terrible mood.

"…Hey, Nifa. What is this, a citizen trying to offend me with sarcasm?"

"E-Excuse me?"

"'I really admire how tall and silent you are! I want to grow up to become an adult like you some day!' …What's wrong with this kid's letter?"

…This one was a message for Mike, meant to cheer him on. And of all the people, the letter meant for the tallest Survey Corps leader had made it straight to the short-statured Levi. No wonder he was in a bad mood…

"I-It must be some kind of mistake! Let me check and see who it's addressed to!"

…And with that, Nifa began to collect the letters, nearly snatching Levi's out of his hand.

******

"Huh… So even you do things like that, Nifa," Nifa's corpsmates mumbled in surprise. "You know it's not easy working after two all-nighters in a row," Nifa said as her shoulders dropped.

"By the way, that would mean…Hange got a letter addressed to either the Commander or the Captain."

"Oh, Hange would happily accept any compliment. They're so positive that they could be called 'humanity's strongest' and take it as honest praise."

"I knew it had gone to the wrong person, you know."

"What?" Hange's subordinates said as their eyes opened wide. Hange looked up from the papers and put their glasses back on.

"Why wouldn't I be happy to know that my corpsmates are being praised by citizens?"

"So you do have a human heart, Hange…"

Hange's subordinates were moved as Hange started handling the papers back with a smile.

"That's right! And now your compassionate officer is going to start another all-night experiment, so you'd all better help out!"

Agh! The soldiers shrugged. Hange cheerfully made their way through the group and handed Nifa some checked papers.

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[yusenki]

SNK Smartpass: Erwin Smith and Sasha Braus - A Scene While Taking Shelter from Rain Reprise

[translation: @yusenki | editing: twitter@braunsofsteel ]

Disclaimer: Please do not re-post the translation elsewhere without permission.

Note: This story was published on December 27, 2016 (x).

Raindrops fall from the sky and spin short tales. Today as well, there is a new tale made by the rain, about a small bond formed somewhere below the sky. After the revolution within the wall, Trost district became the front line for humanity’s counterattack. Today, cold rain has been falling since early afternoon.

Erwin, accompanied by his horse, is sheltering from the cold rain drops on a backstreet, under the eaves of an empty house. His body, exhausted by daily hard work, bears the cold…old as he is, he sighs.

“Huh? Commander, do you take shelter from the rain in such a place?”

The owner of the familiar voice appears from the alleyway beside him.

She is a soldier from the Survey Corps, under Levi’s squad, who helped carry through the revolution…her name is for sure, Sasha Braus.

Keep reading

[angelamajiki]

yan bruce wayne who lovessss to be a regular at your dining job, your boss loves the publicity so he never refuses his request for your tables. he leaves a wad of cash and his phone number on the receipt after every meal, sometimes he even waits for you when he’s the last customer and offers to drive you home as an apology for keeping you so late. you always offer a forced smile and tell him the walk home clears your head.

one night, bruce closes his tab fifteen minutes before you’re cut and offers to walk you home since it was raining. he doesn’t mind waiting, he says, he has an umbrella big enough for two. you hide in the back for the rest of your shift and leave out through the back door the first second you can. someone was already waiting for you the shadows. you call out, thinking its bruce, and plead with the figure to leave you alone. you let out a sigh of relief when batman emerges from the shadow and drapes his cape over your head, blocking the rain.

oh, it’s just you you gasped gratefully. batman nods and offers to walk you, a young lady such as yourself shouldn’t be out in the streets of gotham alone at night. he asks you who you thought he was and off you go on your rant about how bruce wayne has been showing up and harassing you at work. you say you think you’ve even seen his car outside of your apartment one time. you’re worried to tell such a powerful man off. batman listens intently, hanging onto the fear in your voice. how funny you find comfort in batman and fear in bruce wayne. batman says he’s sorry you’re so frightened and asks what he can do to help. you ask if maybe he would give you a ride home, just for tonnight, so you don’t have to risk running into bruce when he sees you leaving without him. batman obliges and helps you into the passenger seat of the batmobile, promising to take you home safely…alfred has dinner waiting for the two of you, anyways.

[angelamajiki]

need to be called a dirty little girl during a pussy inspection because my panties are wet…

[angelamajiki]

very very very enamored by the idea that harvey sometimes feels so strongly about something that he can willingly ignore the coin toss…thinking about him cornering you in some alley after your night shift, asking if he can give you a lift back to his place and help you relax after a long day. his jaw tightens when you ask him to flip for it and it lands on its good side. you think you’re home free until he grabs you roughly by the forearm and shoves you into the back of his car with him, barking at his goon to drive. damn the coin, he’s of one mind right now. he knows exactly what he wants and he’s going to take it.