Bro, I saw the Robins announcement and that and now my little fanfic of my absolute spider is going to the trash 🫠
I mean, she's a single mother, that won't change, but, bro, Tim is already an adult or something like that, I didn't see everything, and the son of absolute spider is that Tim.
I don't know how to justify this shit now.
The only thing on my head right now is say the little Tim is another person 🫠
She arrived at the playcare with her brother Kevin, and it only took a few days for her to realize the strange things happening behind the scenes at the orphanage.
The workers saw something on her after see how she calmed Catnap one night.
After know that Kevin will be part of Doey, she tried to save him, ending on break someone's knee with her foot after make the man fall to the floor (she absolutely ruined his life).
After that day, Harley Sawyer saw something in her, thinking she would be his heir.
After the adoption, she started living on the laboratories, having bad days, and trying to keep her mind the good ones.
She could meet the prototype one day, talking to him like the living creature he is, and not knowing, shw winned his confidence on her.
She got used to have Yarnabi beside her all the time Sawyer let her be on his cage.
She was like a calmer for Kevin when he was losing his control, and being that only thing that remeber him she still saw the three of them like the kids they were.
After sawyer become a computer, Stella took her, returning her to the Playcare with the other kids, and one time per month taking her to the laboratories to visit Doey and Yarnabi.
"They're still kids, Stella, they just wants to be free." She was saying calmly to Stella Greyber in her office one night after seeing how the woman was doubting about everything.
Before the hour of joy, the prototype presented to her, warning her to keep the orphans save when she started to hear them revealing over the workers.
During the hour of joy, she hide with a bunch of orphans in a room, making a barricade on the door and keeping the younger ones distracted until everything ended. And the signal was the moment Doey knocked on the door.
She passed days on the fabric, waiting to go out and give the orphans a better life, until, the prototype asked her to look over Miss Gracie until her transformation, and when she did, he let her go with some orphans , but not all.
Then, she go, but returned back ten years later to visit her old friends, not knowing that someone else entered behind her hours after, winning the nickname of the butcher, opposite to her after being the angel of playtime in her return.
I have a really bad writer block, and I feel worse because I have so many ideas I want to write but I don't know how to start them, and yes, I'm talking about all the long stories I am doing rn.
But, I made this draw, I hope you like it.
It's my absolute spider design, and behind her is the money burning.
(yeah, I know it has some things to fix, it was the first time thing drawing her).
I'm so this thing, like, I'm watching some anime or series and a concept is really, really good, so I think it would be so crazy if I combine it with anything that isn't similar in… anything, and then I go to Wattpad to see what my favorite writer post, and I ended up finding the most… crazy book in my life.
It's like this.
Me: Oh, I will combine DC and Marvel because it's similar...
Someone on Wattpad: Creepypastas x My Little Pony
Me, again: damn...
I have to forget about keeping things similar together and make this type of things.
Robert Robertson with a hero reader, but this hero reader has their powers inspired on Sun Wukong, or the Monkey king. I found an image that "represents" this new character.
(Ignore that it's a girl, I was a bit desperate because I couldn't find a good one).
I mean, she had a staff that stretches, even breaking bones or piercing arms due to the force they used when jumping.
And they can transform into a monkey like the monkey king, and her skills are better than before, and can climb buildings easier.
And this hero reader and Robert started a friendship, but they passed so, so much time together, so, they start to feel something more than a normal friendship.
So there is tension, yes, sexual tension, but there is more romantic tension, because the reader passed a (Insert a good reason why here), so she's self-conscious about her situation.
And then they go for a drink, and in a spectacular, drinking beer, they kiss, and they ask each other if they're still friends.
And, yeah, that's it.
It can continue after that, but I don't want to think about it yet.
I was looking at the crap I wrote when I was like in eighth grade (second year of high school), and I came across a "fanfic" (with thousands of quotation marks), and omg, it was so… to the point.
I mean, that thing was a fanfic of Inuyasha, it was a Sesshomaru x Reader, and it took like a chapter (less than 500 words) and all the family of the main characters were in Japan.
But, it was a good idea, ig.
Well, not at all.
It was like canon history, but in "other circumstances", I don't know how to describe it.
But I thought it would be a good idea if I make a remake of that 😆 maybe not these days, or some day near, but I will do it.
Meanwhile, I will read the shit over and over until I understand the original plan, and then I will plan how to make it better.
If you celebrate it (and if not) I hope you had a wonderful day and night. I also hope you were able to see your family, even if they are not your blood relatives.
And if you’re not feeling well, remember that there are people who love you, and that there are so many people you can meet and form a real, loving family with.
I hope you can keep going and exceed your own expectations.
And remember not to take seriously “opinions” that only make you feel bad. Listen to the ones that help you grow and believe in yourself.
Because you are special just the way you are, and people will always talk.
Summary: A marriage contract meant to last one year… but was never truly needed. Jason Todd, the chef who owns the most famous restaurant in the city, marries a girl considered “unfit” for his status—just to protect her and himself. What begins as a practical agreement slowly becomes a love neither of them can deny.
Chapter summary: a special day for Elizabeth and Janeth Todd, the first Christmas the sisters pass together and the first one Jason and (Name) don't pass the day at the restaurant like every year, even when they say it is "their thing".
Warnings: nope. This chapter isn't canon in the normal chapters. This is a bit short.
Author's notes: Hello! I hope you're having a really good Christmas and new year!
I programmed the post of this chapter, so, I put myself in a deadline.
Anyway, i hope you like this, and merry Christmas and happy new year!
The night were a torture, and not in a good sense, although Jason doesn't know if any torture is good, but well.
First time, he had to wake up at midnight because baby Janeth was teething and she was in pain.
The second time, he had to go and check on the backyard, with the baseball bat he had beside the headboard, and stand because the dog was barking at a raccoon in the trash, and he had to make that wild animal go while shaking because he didn't think about putting his shirt and the slippers that (Name) gave him.
Third time, baby Janeth woke up again because it was time to feed her, and he doesn't want (Name) to wake up, because they have to work at the restaurant, but she needed it more —like he says—.
And the last time, because their toddler, Lizzie, climbed up in bed, curling beside Jason before falling asleep again and kicking his side, so, he makes her lie on his torso to keep her safe and free of any kick.
Then he could sleep… if it weren't for the fact that the sun began to rise at that moment.
Jason sighed, covering his face with his right hand, because now his left was taken by (Name) and it is hugging her shoulders.
And now his daughter is drooling on his chest.
But before he can sigh again, the sound of the sheets moving on his wife's side makes his eyes turn to her.
"Rough night?" She asked, her eyes flutter open, her head cuddling more near on his shoulder.
"Yeah… even the dog woke me up…" he said, his voice gruff.
Her hand came to Lizzie's wild hair, caressing the back of her head, the little girl doesn't bother about her mother's hand on her head.
But after a few minutes, the toddler finally wakes up, her little hand cleaning the drooling from her mouth and looking at her parents with sleepy eyes, her gaze ending on (Name), who's still caressing her head.
"Mama, mery Christmas…" the little girl said, smiling showing her baby teeth.
And completely ignoring Jason, even when she's on his chest.
"Merry Christmas, baby." She says, chuckling softly and caressing Jason's hand, the one that is hugging her.
"What about me, little monster?" This time Jason talked, his voice gruff and playful, and Lizzie looked up at him.
"Mery Christmas, papa." Lizzie at him too, her little hands slapping his chest softly, causing Jason to fake pain. "Can we open the gifts now?"
"You need to wait until your sister wakes up."
And if like in a really good time, Janeth woke up, cooing from her crib and moving her hands.
"Can we open the gifts now? Can we open the gifts now? Can we open the gifts now?" Lizzie, excited, jumped on Jason torso, winning some real grunt from Jason.
"Okay, okay, let's go to open your gifts."
Jason stands up, lowering the toddler on the floor and going to take Janeth.
"Come on, you won't stay here while I'm out there alone with these terrors." Jason smiled at her, Janeth smiling through her pacifier.
"Papa, fast! I want Janeth to see how to open them!" Lizzie called from the living room, and Jason, chuckling, goes there.
Warnings: porn without plot. P in v without protection. Slightly fingering. Morning sex, sideways and mattering press. Jason calling reader "sweetheart", "baby", "doll". Female reader.
Author's notes: second time writing smut, I'm proud of myself? Idk. But I'm getting better at this.
This is a thing that has been on my mind for a couple of days now, so, I wrote it.
The morning started like the rest. Soft kisses on the back of her neck, small circles on her thigh and Jason's chest pressed on her back.
But today was different.
His hand traveled up behind the shirt she borrowed from his closet, her bare legs feeling the cold air of the early hours, but his hand stopped on her stomach like he used to.
No. His touch isn't like he likes to feel her skin on his, the warm
He stopped at the waistband of her panties, his touch reverent, worshiping her skin, making her legs rub together, feeling her cunt wet.
"Jay…" she whispered, her voice filling up with need.
Jason didn't say anything, his hand traveling inside her panties like it is responding to her. His fingers make small and soft circles on her nerve bulb.
Her breath hitched, her hand going to the back of Jason's head, her fingers getting tangled up in his hair. And Jason? Jason smiled, his breath warm on the skin of her neck.
Then, Jason's fingers went further down, directly on the entrance of her cunt, tempting her.
"Jason, don't—" a moan interrupted her, and Jason couldn't help but chuckle softly, his lips touring through her neck.
"You're so fucking beautiful." Jason's deep voice makes her back shudder, her hand gripping his hair, trying to keep her mind and don't lose it on the sensations.
With slower movements, Jason lowered her panties, feeling in his calloused fingers the smooth skin of her legs.
Without waiting, (Name) bent her leg; her foot flat on the mattress between Jason's thick and clothed legs.
"Needy, don't you, sweetheart?" Jason called out, his other hand making their way between the bed and (Name)'s body to cup her breast behind the shirt.
"Jay, please—" she begged, lowering her hand to his sweatpants, trying to release his hard cock from its clothed prison.
"Calm down, baby, let me do it for you." He said, pulling down his sweatpants and boxers in one motion, his length making a small jump when the waistband of his clothes passed from it. "Do you want this, doll?" She nodded.
"Please, I need you."
Without a warning, Jason lined his cock to her entrance, his mushroom head touching her sensible entrance, winning some whines and half gasps from her lips before putting it completely inside.
The feeling of being full of his cock makes her mind go dizzy, letting herself lose whatever thing she wanted to keep.
His first strokes were slow, his hand pulling up the shirt she was wearing until it was on the floor in some corner of the room beside his clothes and her panties.
His hand, the same that makes her get wet before, took her leg, opening it wider for his hips to go deeper into her.
Jason couldn't get enough, her sound was filling the quiet bedroom with their skin slapping each time Jason's hips hit her ass.
Then he left her cunt suddenly, making her back touch the mattress and her legs bent up, almost touching her chest and both of her hands were keeping her legs like that until Jason entered her core again, resuming his quick peace.
Her moans, gasps and whines returned too, this time louder, feeling his cock going even deeper in her, hitting places she didn't know she had.
Jason's hands replaced her behind her knees, finally making her legs touch her chest, his peace, first steady and never losing the rhythm, it started to lose it, being messy and desperate each second they're going to the edge.
She came first, her climax hitting harder than she thought possible, her legs shaking before Jason's hips slapped on her in one final thrust, his cum painting her interior in white.
"I love you…" she whispered, catching her breath. Her hand going right into his hair when Jason's head lied on her chest.
"I love you too…" he murmured, his voice muffled on her sweaty skin.
She's an experiment, yeah, but thanks Wade, he saved her when she was just months old in that laboratory. He reads the logs and he brings her with him, because he can't leave his literal daughter there.
Sometimes she looks at some wall and smiles, and the rest of the people just roll their eyes, because she's weird like Wade, but not that weird.
100% she is stabbing the balls of some criminals with her claws and jokes about it.
She's the pain in the ass of everyone, but more for Tim, because he has to work side to side with her and the titans.
And because of that, now she's courting Jason every time she sees him. The last time, she tried to give him a heart still beating because Wade told her to do that.
She cut Wade's arm because that didn't work.
She loves Vanessa like her own mother, even after she and Wade broke up.
She pays YouTube premium because it's "easier" than Spotify (she just likes to see videos between missions, don't ask more).
Playlist shuffles when she's hitting villains and cutting balls. Tim doesn't know how to make her stop to hear music in the middle of a mission (Konner just laughs in the back).
One day, she walks in front of Jason like she doesn't have anything to lose and says "I'm so into bad boys, and you are a bad boy, so I like you," completely shameless, but in an empty hall because she can't get Conner laughing because of her poor try of flirt and declare her feelings.
She did it in some way 🤷♀️
In her civil life, she works on her illustration portfolio.
I always joke comparing Jax to watership down from this quote.
“All the world will be your enemy. Prince of a thousand enemies.” Ironic causes he’s a rabbit.
It’s really ironic when you compare him to that movie, because when you think about it, he acts one way, but his actions show something totally different.
Okay, I was talking with my sis about the last episode of digital circus, and I have a theory.
Since episode 1, there is a theory that explains the appearance of everyone based on how they're feeling in the real world, for example: Pomni being a jester.
So, Jax's appearance was something I never relations with his personality, but, with this new episode I was like connecting points.
Jax always runs from real consequences. Why? Well, for example, in episode 4, Jax threw Ragatha to the oil, because that didn't have a real consequence, but in the pilot, when Kaufmo got abstracted, he ran away leaving the girls there.
And what bunnies do when they're in danger? Run.
So, with his personality of never caring about anything, running away from something real like the abstraction is, for me, odd, but at the same time real.
And I will complement this with the new theory that says Jax hit someone when he was drunk and driving.
Maybe he hit a person and escaped from the real consequences, like going to jail or ruining the life of that person or their family.
Warnings: p in v without protection. Fem reader. Calling reader mama. Mention of pregnancy. Porn without plot. And I think it is everything. English is not my first language, so, sorry.
Author's notes: yeah… I'm not good at writing this type of thing… anyway, enjoy.
Posting this at 12:25 am in my country, holy shit 👀
One day, she was marrying the love of her life, joining two different lives into one. Next, she was on the bed beneath him, finishing the day of their first anniversary.
It wasn’t a secret that Jason loved touching her girl. Ever since the relationship became official, that desire had only grown —especially after she moved in together.
But today was special.
A year had passed since their marriage, one he had definitely doubted at times because of his insecurities. Yet she had helped him through them, and now it all led here: in their shared bedroom, in the house they both lived in —a wedding gift from Bruce to his son.
"Jay—" she choked a moan, her hands gripping his arms, scratching his perfect, scarred skin —the ones she love, because that makes she remember how strong he became.
"I know…" he murmured, a deep groan coming from his chest, his rough voice coming in and breathing like he can't talk with how familiar this feels, "do you wanna— do you wanna tell me, sweetheart?"
He managed to say, a whimper interrupting him, but making her wetter where they're connected —if that's even possible.
"I wanna— 'm gonna cum," she moans, voice pitch with excitement and need.
"Fuck…" he moaned, hands going to the pillows beside her head, "you wanna be a mama, don't you? You wanna— you want me to fill you?"
"Yes, yes, Jay— please, do it—" she couldn't anymore, the need in her voice making his strong hips pound faster on her.
His full balls hit her ass over and over again, making her voice louder, even more broken.
"Fuck…" Jason moaned again, more like a whine, his steady hips losing its controlling movement before he digs his cock inside her deeply a couple of times.
His cum filling her and leaving her cunt in not so small drops.
"I love you…" she whispered after a few minutes of taking their breath.
"Not yet…" he murmured, his voice muffled from her neck, "The night is not over yet, there are still two hours to go." He remembers her, his arms steading him on the bed upward her.
Looking up at him, she sees his smile; real and full of love.
"Jay—" he shuts her by putting one of his thick fingers on her mouth.
"You will be a mama after this, I promise." He murmured back, his lips tracing her neck.
But he wasn't joking, because nine months later you bring your kid into the world, a beautiful girl named Elizabeth, or Lizzie.
A complete carbon copy of Jason, but with your eyes.
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