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[skindeepcomic]

The first week of Reader Questions for the Skin Deep hiatus! Thanks for reading!

[cats-hockey-club]

any more mackie + forsy on the horizon? need some crumbs to get through the upcoming work week

love your work!!!!

While "The mysterious art of growing up" is officially wrapped, I have a crumb! It didn't make the FOS cut. :)

A little scene following a playoff game, when Mackie is scratched and feels out of sorts trying to help the team while sidelined.

I hope you enjoy it and get through the next work week! :D <3

Greer grabs his arm and hands him a cold towel. “Go give this to Matthew, go.” Greer shoves him in the back.

Mackie goes. He kneels with shaky hands, offering the towel. Matthew yanks it out of his hands without a word, dripping in sweat, panting.

Mackie pulls his hands back and tugs them under his arms, trembling.

“I-“ he tries. “You good?”

Matthew glances at him, just briefly, and gives the slightest hint of a nod. Okay, then.

Mackie rocks up onto his feet and stares around the room, helplessly. Forsling’s skates are already off. Barkov is wrapping ice tight to his ribs. Benny is lying over Reino’s lap as Reino wraps his hands, cutting the tape with his teeth.

Breathing is a struggle, watching it all. He's dropping, Mackie realizes. Hard.

He bites his lip, hugging himself, cold traveling to his limbs. Everyone is so busy- Greer could help. He spins, but Greer is nowhere to be found.

Bobby sees him. “Mackie, here, now,” he snaps out, and Mackie is in front of him in an instant. Bobby pulls him into a crushing, sweaty hug.

“Sorry,” Mackie says miserably, crying for no reason.

Bobby picks him up like he weighs nothing, like he didn’t just play a full game against Tampa, throwing himself across the net. Mackie clings around his neck as they cross the room to Forsling.

Bobby sits, heavily, with a grunt. He leans them back against Forsling’s stall, cradling Mackie’s head with his hand.

“Hey, Forsy,” Bobby grunts. Mackie shakes in his hold, but it's clear Bobby means for him to rest, now. Mackie's not helping, but he’s held. Part of the team.

“This sucks,” he realizes, head throbbing.

“‘S okay,” Forsling says, exhausted. “Good. Good boy.”

Bobby and Mackie look at each other skeptically, and Mackie can’t help it. He giggles, tucking into Bobby’s chest.

“Forsling is a little silly after games,” he confesses to Bobby, like the goalie doesn’t know.

“Is he now,” Bobby says, amused. Mackie takes a shuddering breath and waits for the team to recover.

[harrimaniac27art]

T&TA Reader Questions - Ben

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Ben got two questions today, so let's learn a little more about him!

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Time & Time Again will be on hiatus until March of 2026, but in the meantime, the crew of the Wordsworth will be taking reader questions!! Feel free to use this link to ask any member of the Wordsworth crew your burning questions! (You can ask other characters questions, too, of course, but…you may get very cryptic answers if you do!) The art I draw for reader questions will be posted on this art blog and to Ao3!

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[notjustanothersimp]

marked and claimed sequel where reader is struggling to walk in the morning?

😂😂 Maybe, I haven't ruled it out! I've just been swamped with my short scenes and a few longer oneshots that will have chapters. But it is absolutely a possibility ☺️

[stormz369]

Hello there,

Thank you for writing "Can I get your number", when I found it I read it in like a day! It's one of the Most amazing Fictions I had read in the Jason Todd/Red Hood Fandom!

And I have a question...with a background. Jason's personality and past reminds me of my cousin who's very precious to me in real life who also recently found a very special girl. She is very empathetic and has a PHD in Patients.

Now for the main reason of this Essay: They have been together for like half a year and the DIFFERENCE in his Face, Attitute and Personality is Incredible!! All that from Love.

With that in mind, how much do you think Jason has changed in looks and attitute between Ch.1 and Ch.38?!

Looking forward to your next update!!!

Oooh, what a fun question! Thank you so much for asking!!! 😍

I think in chapter 1 Jason was in his "I have a family, I spend time with my family when I have to ... I am incredibly uncomfortable even with my family" era. I'm seeing hunched shoulders, hands in pockets, avoiding touch, wearing a lot of layers, only going to family events he feels are non-optional, the whole sha-bang. Obviously as Red Hood, being a giant, muscular man is very useful. But in his personal life, Jason unconsciously took up as little space as possible (you may remember, when he approached Reader for the first time he seemed to realize he was sort of looming over her and took a step back, so as to avoid intimidating her). And in one of the early chapters (I think chapter 2?) he was hesitant to even touch her hand, for fear of overstepping.

Over the course of their relationship, he has not only been allowed to take up space, but encouraged to do so. I think all Robins are affection-starved, and when Jason starts to get comfortable with the affection his entire body shifts into a more relaxed posture. He's still alert, Bat-training doesn't go away after all, but less tense. He accepts PDA, and has gotten used to hugs, kisses, and cuddles at home. He sleeps best with Reader in his arms. He accepts good-natured ribbing from his siblings (such as in the Thanksgiving chapter when Damian put up an ornament Jay made as the ugliest one in the Wayne Family collection) as the playful jokes they're meant to be, and teases them back. He's requiring less and less convincing to attend family dinner at the manor. Damian's presence in their home has gone from a nuisance to a simple fact of life (one he doesn't mind so much, and has even taken steps to ensure continues), and if Damian were suddenly gone, he would find himself a bit unsettled, though not nearly as much as Reader.

The go-to expression on his face has shifted from a scowl to a neutral one (unless Reader is around, then he can't get rid of the affectionate smile on his face), smoothing out the furrows in his brow. His relationship with his body is better, so he's not trying to hide himself under layers of clothes. He's not quite at the point that he'd wear a tank top in public, but that idea doesn't make him nauseous anymore (just uncomfortable enough that he's not going to do it). On bad days Dick's Golden Boy ™️ status still makes him feel lesser, but he's more sure of his own good qualities, and less likely to spiral into a self-hate pit (and thus, less likely to lash out at Dick for no obvious reason).

With someone waiting at home, Red Hood is less willing to risk it all if he doesn't have to. Plans have gotten more detailed, exit strategies are more thorough, and he's more willing to call in backup. He has a future, he knows it, and he is not going to throw that future away unnecessarily. He's no less brutal than before though; if you are a threat to his girl, you should just start running now. Frankly, the rogues of Gotham are so incredibly lucky that Reader doesn't want to join him in the field, because seeing her in danger would probably unleash something truly monstrous in him. It would be precise, and focused, and thorough.

[novankenn]

How you doing man?

I'm doing okay. Just distracted and unmotivated, in all aspects of my life.

/==/

A Perfect Resolution...

Jaune Arc at the age of eighteen was a one of the very few inhabitants of Remnant, and resident's of Vale that held a triple doctorate. His fields of study microbiology, molecular biology, and virology... all focused on the study and understanding of the life mechanisms of the Grimm.

At the age of fourteen while away from his home community of Ansel, studying in Atlas' premiere boarding school lost his family. A Grimm horde having attacked and overwhelmed the defenses of his home. The onslaught decimated the population, and caused him to lose everyone he loved.

Refusing to give into despair, Jaune threw himself into his studies. A burning rage and hatred for not only the Grimm but also an intense loathing the Huntsmen and Huntresses that had failed to keep the people of Ansel safe, and by extension... his family alive.

Using his not inconsiderable family wealth and connections, once he graduated at the age of sixteen with his triple doctorate he founded Umbrella Corporation. While the board of directors and investor's ran the day to day operations focusing on cutting edge medical applications, treatments, therapies, and drugs... Jaune given complete freedom choose a more sinister path.

Accompanied by his executive assistant and research partner Deandra "Deery" Birch, Jaune delved in to the biology of the Grimm. After two years of non-stop and exhaustive research he was now in the testing phase. Secured in a impregnable observation room, he watched impassively through the viewing pane as an average size Beowulf rages and stalked about the 5 meter by 5 meter room.

"Everything is prepped Jaune." Deery informed her longtime friend.

"Release the agent."

Deery nodded and turned her attention to the bank of high tech monitoring and control equipment. Flipping up the protective cover situated over the top of a prominent red button... she depressed it.

"Viral Agent has been aerosolized. Sterilization measures on standby." came a rather childlike emotionless voice of Jaune's lab's AI.

"The Red Queen is funneling all the data to our monitoring systems." Deery commented as she ignored the Grimm and focused on the data being generated. "The agent has achieved five precent saturation of the air."

"Okay you fuck..." Jaune whispered as his hard azure eyes watched, searching for any sign that his most current creation had an effect on the still mysterious physiology and biology of his... subject.

Time slowed to a crawl as Jaune watched, and Deery with the assistance of the Red Queen monitored. The effects were, negligible at the onset. So Jaune watched and waited. At the ten minute mark Jaune's lips twisted into a cruel smile. Deery shivered as the test subject started to howl, as if in intense agony.

Jaune watched with a sense of enjoyment and satisfaction as the Grimm convulsed, and writhed within the confines of the hermetically sealed room. Pustules, lesions, and boils erupted all across the Beowulf's body. It's inky black hide taken on a mottled appearance. darkness with significant patches of ashen grey. Slowly the despised creature stopped it's agonized cries. It stood, inky goo dropping from it's jaws. Once burning red eyes, now a pale white.

"Sterilize the room." Jaune instructed. "We're done for today."

Deery didn't hesitate to initiate the process. She had no love for the foul beast which in that small room. Pressing her palm against a biometric scanner she activated the system.

"Sterilization process initiated." came the emotionless confirmation from the Red Queen.

Jaune watched through the polarized safety glass as the room was engulfed in a sudden bright flash. The subjected didn't even get a chance to react. Instantly collapsing into a puddle of slime and evaporating away.

"Deery, please compile the data for review later tonight; and then take the rest of the evening off. Feel free to also come in late." Jaune commented his eyes never straying from the now empty chamber. "I'll see you around noon."

"Of course Jaune." Deery responded. It was normal in these private sessions for the pair to drop all the formalities, using first names, or in Jaune's case Deandra's nickname.

With the test complete, Jaune turned from the viewing pane and left the room through the secure entrance.

[youdontneedhenry]

What is your favourite scene between Eliza and Patrick so far in your Sweetest Con?

Oh wow!!! What a question! Thank you for asking me something about my own story- I like talking about it lol!! I actually had to think about for a minute. I do like a lot of it so it’s hard to pick one thing 😅

Some specifics that come to mind:

* Chapter 4- the breakfast at the beginning. I just like their banter over breakfast about the French breakfast (breakfast inception?)

* Her swatting him with the paper when he mentions she did blush when he kissed her hand (Chapter 5)

* their conversation over dinner- playing the guess something about a person game, and him just talking about the things he would do to woo her lol (Chapter 6)

What about you??