Malleus Draconia - "Best Friends Forever"

Jason with a ”dumb slut™” boyfriend…

Jason Todd x Male Reader

Damian Wayne x Male Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Superhero violence, mentioned sex, reader is a weirdo mess but in a kinda ”iconic” way, kidnapping.

Summary: You become an ally to the Batfamily in one of the most unexpected ways…

(A/n: This isn’t based in the Titans universe, it’s average dc universe, i just think Curran Walters is hot.)

(A/n 2: Reader is semi-based on the character Faye from Euphoria (i haven’t watched the show but i’ve seen some of her scenes.)

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You met Jason at a bar where he was looking to release some stress and anger and you were looking for a hot hook up, both of you got just what you wanted, which led to some of the best sex in both of your lives.

The next day you woke up in Jason’s bed to find he wasn’t there. You pulled on your boxers and your hoodie and left his bedroom only to walk in on Jason talking to Batman and Robin.

To their suprise you didn’t seem faced at all by the scene you only walked over to Jason and said ”Jason, you’ve got any aspirin or something”. ”Yeah, in the cabinet in the bathroom” Jason said casually. You uttered a quick ”Thanks” before walking past Robin (who glared at you) towards the bathroom.

After you entered the Bathroom you heard Batman ask ”So… who was that?”. To which Jason asked him ”Do you really want me to answer that in front of my eleven year old brother?”. To which Robin asked ”Is he a prostitute?”.

When you came back out you answered both questions ”Okay so… Hi my name is Y/n L/n and no, i’m not a prostitute, Jason, do you want me to go make breakfast for you, your brother and Batman, while you discuss whatever the fuck your talking about?”.

”Sure” he said awkwardly. You made breakfast for the four of you. As you sat down with Jason and the two vigilantes around the table, they were discussing some case as if you weren’t there. You didn’t really care either honestly.

Robin then spoke to you suspiciously ”Aren’t you even gonna slightly question Jason’s relations to me or Batman?”. ”No, everyone has like that one relative you know” you started. ”Like my ex, his brother was a drug dealer” you continued casually as the others stared at you.

”I can give you his adress so you can arrest him” you suggested taking a sip of your tea. ”Why do you want us to arrest his brother?” Robin asked. ”Cause the asshole dumped me and took my headphones” you said plainly making Jason chuckle.

After breakfast you got fully dressed and Jason walked you to the door. ”So i know this became kind of a weird hook up but do you like wanna meet again sometime” Jason asked. ”Sure, just write your number here and we’ll schedule something” you said with a smile handing him your phone. Then you left his apartment.

As Jason walked back into the apartment Damian stared distastefully at him and asked ”What place could you have possibly gone to too find that guy?”.

After a few dates you and Jason became an official couple. He revealed he was the Red Hood after you noticed the cuts and bruises he had on one of your dates. He was suprised to see how chill you were to the whole thing.

But you had grown up in the slums of Gotham so that wasn’t the weirdest thing you’ve ever experienced. So you just cleaned his wounds and went on with your business.

You got meet a few more of Batman’s team members when Nightwing, Red Robin and Spoiler came by. You were 97,69% sure Robin had been gossping and telling the Batfam that you were a ”dumb crack whore” or something cause they seemed a bit judgy at first when meeting you.

Though they soon realised you were a very kind person but an odd one. You even came in useful with your knowledge of the slums of Gotham, knowing it’s gangs, dealers and all that.

They eventually invited you in for dinner to meet them out of costume. You were for the first time kind of shocked when Jason drove the two of you to Wayne Manor of all places. When the butler opened the door the only words you could find was ”Cool house”.

The dinner was nice and let you and Jason’s family get to know each other better. Stephanie was your favorite, she seemed to think you were really cool and loved your wild stories.

Damian was still an uptight little ass who seemed to think you were disease ridden streetwalker. Though his opinion of you would soon change…

One time Bruce asked you to pick Damian up from school when Alfred was busy. Though it wasn’t a smooth ride. Damian was whispering how it was beneath him to be around you when a car suddenly rammed yours making it crash.

Luckily you and Damian were fine but you passed out and the men who’s car rammed you kidnapped the two of you. When you woke up you and Damian were tied back to back in chairs. The kidnappers filmed a message to Bruce for ransom money and then left to do business.

”Damian, how are you doing?” you asked. ”I’m tied back to back with you, how do you think?” he said annoyed. This made you snap and say ”Listen here you little cunt, i don’t like you, you don’t like me, but i’m dating your older brother so i at least have to pretend i tolerate you. Now shut up and reach in to my pocket, i have a pocket knife”.

This shut Damian up as he reached in to your pocket and got knife and started cutting the rope.

Once Damian had freed you both from the rope the kidnappers returned and noticed your escape. You swiftly grabbed the pocket knife and shoved Damian behind your back. ”Back off or i’ll stab you in the throat!” you said fiercely as the criminals surrounded you.

”Oh come on cutie, give us the boy and we’ll let you go free” one of the kidnappers tried to offer you. ”No, your not laying a fucking finger on him!” you yelled.

One of guys tried to attack the two of you but you made quick work of him by kicking him in the balls and elbowing him in the throat. ”Anyone else want a go?” you asked the other thugs but as you did both Batman and Red Hood crashed through the windows taking out the criminals.

While they were making quick work of the kidnappers you turned around to Damian. You quicky started checking him over for injuries ”Are you okay? Like not anything from the crash or anything?” you asked him.

Damian was a bit stunned from everything he had just witnessed so he just said ”No… no, i’m fine”. Jason then ran over to you and pulled you into a kiss and then started checking you didn’t have any major wounds.

Before you and Jason left the scene Damian walked over and stopped in front of you and said ”Thank you” with a little bow of his head and then walked away again. ”What did i miss?” Jason questioned confused.

”That’s between me and Damian” you said simply and started walking towards the exit.

After that day if anyone ever made a rude comment about you, Damian would beat the shit out of them.

Price of a lie

Character: Reggie Mantle x male reader

Universe: Riverdale

Warnings: Break up

People who live double lives are almost always frowned upon. But they all have valid reasons to do so. Some might even be dangerous and still, when it comes out. No one likes it. Doesn’t matter which reason was behind it, only that they got lied to.

You never were a person to need that. For most people, you always were an open book. Nothing hiding, not even in your eyes. Every feeling you show is genuine. Not a single word muttered out of your mouth was ever a lie. People would call you `The pure one´, not as an insult or something, but because you never had any shifty motives, like other people had.

Like Betty, staying always so close to Archie, despite it being obvious, that she was in love with him but not the other way around. Or Kevin and Moose, they are able to fool most people, but not everyone. Their motive is a lighter one, to prevent their secret love of getting out. You were just disappointed in both of them, that neither brought Moose to end his relationship with his girlfriend, before they began to do stuff.

In your mind, nothing of this was okay. If you want something from a person you tell them, if you love someone you do the same. The truth is always something you saw not only as important but as mandatory.

For some reason, Reggie found interest in you. The school hotshot, who everyone wanted to be with, even if it only for one night. He was somewhat desperate most of the time, in many ways, but you never had a problem with it. You could manage him and even his father who was a total homophobe, could not hate you.

He hated what you were standing for but realized, that it wasn’t bad to be like you, which did not meant that he liked it. Slowly he became to tolerate people like you and you never asked for anything else. Because that wouldn’t be okay either. Tolerance is everything that is needed.

Sometimes you found yourself with his dad talking about sports and even helping him with his cars. Your own dad wasn’t around much, as a diplomat he wasn’t often not at home. But you and your mom, also did not want to go with him, so he comes back whenever he has time. Still your parents loved each other like they did on their first date. It was gross more often than not.

Still you knew, that his father was and still is abusive towards him. Nothing will change that, but you try to be there whenever something happened or be there, so nothing will happen. Because this man cares why too much what other people think of him.

All of this your personality, the honest and friendly one, as well as your perfect relationship, could’ve never prepared you for what just happened.

You stayed behind in school, to help with projects, until you lost track of time. It was late, maybe six or seven o’clock, the janitor would almost certainly kick you out any moment. Where Betty and Veronica, the wicked witch of the west, came by.

Both looked nervous, Betty obviously had cried for a little while.

„(Y/N), I have something you should see. But you should sit for it.“ You did not know what it was, if it was her broken voice, or the sympathy in it, but you did what she asked you to do.

„What is it Betty? You slowly begin to creep me out,“ you laughed softly, trying to brighten up the mood. But neither of the girls laughed with you, which only let your thoughts ran even faster.

Wordlessly they gave you a black book, you looked strangely at them, before opening it. There in big letter was written `PLAYBOOK´. So they stole they game book from one of your sports teams?

You already wanted to ask them, but as you glanced up both girls seemed determined that you would go trough it. With little hesitance you did just that. There were names of the football team members, besides them girl names, a comment, then points and at the end a date.

The first two names of the book were Chuck and Reggie, which was strange, because the date at the end of Reggies entry was way into your relationship, but at that point it wasn’t public yet, after his wishes, so you avoided him in school, to not lie to anyone or yourself.

As you got trough the book, Reggie’s name was overwhelmingly present in it. At some parts if even looked like he was the only one. But still you had no idea what this book was about.

„So and? For what are these points?“, you asked dumbly. You hadn’t read any of the comments, because you felt, bad to read something personal. But after Betty told you that this is a book over sexual conquests, your eyes almost immediately fell out. It only got worse, after she told you that you should open the last page.

It was different from the pages with the girls, above it stood only `Faggots´ and the entries were everything but nice. Not many players, had entries there, Chuck had two and Reggie had one. You. A comment that made you sick to your stomach. He described you as `used goods´, completely loose, like a desperate whore. He gave you three out of ten points.  The date was about your complete relationship.

Inside you felt completely crushed, heartbroken and betrayed. Outside you seemed completely unfazed, as if this hasn’t ruined your complete relationship in seconds. „Can I copy this?“

Both girls were visible disturbed by your nonchalant questions. They thought you would scream, cry or anything else, but you had other plans.

For some reason you slept that night like a baby. Betty and Veronica told you, when they want to show the evidence to your principal. So your plan began to form itself.

As any other morning after this beautiful night sleep, you came into school with a shining smile. Directly walking up to Reggie and nuzzling in his side, while he laughed about it, as usual. Him kissing the top of your head and swinging his arm over your shoulder. 

„Reggie, do you love me?“

„Of course Baby, more than anything!“

But now you knew it was a lie. The entire time, you felt so stupid for not realizing it earlier. How could someone you trusted this much, be such a scumbag? Still you waited fro the lunch break.  Everything needed to look like it was normal.

You kissed Reggie on his lips. Lips you once thought were only for you. But now you knew that they kissed dozens of others. His hand running down your sides, tickling you slightly, always fiddling with your body. Now you asked yourself how many others did he touched so lovingly? But the worst were his words of encouragement and loving side remarks. These meant nothing now. Just hollow phrases you were sure of, he told others too.

The day was a fas. It was the hardest thing in your life. But it wasn’t a lie. You still loved Reggie dearly. And you wished nothing of it was true. This changed at lunch, when Bett and Veronica vanished and you knew that this was the moment.

„Reggie do you love me?“ This time you asked him in front of all his little football friends.

„Of course I love you baby.“ He answered just as you had thought. Only this time you really saw the looks of the others. Some disgusted, other ashamed and one or two even with pity.

So you just took the copy of the entry out of your backpack and began to read.

„Reggie Mantle, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), a completely loosen up whore. Certainly not the first guy who used him. Begged me for it. Obedient whore, even let me piss on him. Three out of ten points. And look at this, a four year time span.“ You finished up reading and the looks of the guys at your table changed into horrifying glances in your direction.

„I mean not everything is a lie. Of course im used up, because I had daily sex with my know ex-boyfriend. But don’t worry, no other every touched me and will not in the near future. But obedient? Did you tell your little friends here, that I bind you to your bed and fucked myself with your dick, because you can’t handle it yourself? And five minutes is really not a goof time Reggie. And pissing? I didn’t even knew you had that kink, which would explain the stains on your bed, because you do it to yourself?“

Everything was now laid out. Reggie seemed completely devastated. The two guys that took pity on you, smirked at him, after you were finished with putting the dirty clothes out.

His shaking body after, he was about to start something, so you just silently stood up, let the page lay on the table and began to walk away.

„You can’t speak to me like this, Im your boyfriend, you have to obey-“

Before he could finish, you turned around, punching him directly onto his nose, which let him fall to the ground. „We are nothing Mantle. Have fun telling your father, I believe he will not be happy, to not have his second son at his house anymore.“

Now even Reggie looked horrified with his bloody nose, it gave you a sense of accomplishment. He paid the price of being a liar. And you were free, heartbroken and devastated, but free. Slowly the tears began running down your cheeks, as you made your way trough the hallways alone, with all the memories you shared with Reggie. But someday you will find a guy who truly treasures you. And the price of love will not be as high as this one.

Original

how can i start writing more often?

That's going to depend what's stopping you from doing so. I'll tackle some of the common ones and see if that helps you out.

You're working or going to school full time or otherwise have a lot of responsibilities that fill your days

Writing doesn't have to be done in large chunks of time. You can write for ten minutes and still get something onto the page. You can also write by dictating a voice note into your phone and using speech-to-text to transcribe it. When you have a day off or a larger amount of downtime, try to block off some of it for writing or for editing those speech-to-text transcripts into a more polished story.

You don't have any ideas

Seek you writing prompt blogs. Make a post on your tumblr asking for requests. Expand the type of idea you're willing to write - not everything needs to be a 100K multichap, so think of a oneshot idea and write that instead.

Every time you think about posting a fic, you get so anxious you just stop writing

Write something that you're not planning to post. Write something by hand so that you can't post it without making the decision to transcribe it and post it later. Focus on the writing instead of the possible audience reactions to the writing.

You have an idea you love, but writing all of the backstory to get you to that point is so demotivating you can't even start

Make a bulleted list of all of the backstory components that need to be in place before you can get to the part of the story you want to write. Now write the part you're actually interested in. After you write that, check in with that bulleted list and see if any of those parts are more interesting now. If they are, write those too. If they're not, you're done and can move onto the next story. You can post those criteria as your summary or author's note or tags.

You have an idea you love, but all of the research you have to do first is so demotivating you can't even start

Do you actually need to do the research? Can you write the story in a way that hand-waves things (bring in some pseudo-science or a Fantasy Costco or something to get around what you're trying to figure out). Is there someone else who has done this research already? Do you know someone who loves researching that you could get to help you out? Is the research just an excuse for procrastination because the idea isn't fully baked yet?

You spend so much time researching that by the time you're ready to start writing you don't have any time left

Do you enjoy researching more than writing? Is there someone you can partner with to write the story based on your idea and research? Do you tend to research and write in the same block of time? In that case, separate those activities out. Research until you get to a good stopping point and then write until you run out of research and need to learn more.

Every time you start writing, someone interrupts you

If the interruptions come via social media or other online means, mute your notifications while you're writing. Change your status from online to do not disturb. If the interruptions are IRL, have a conversation with your family or roommates and work out an agreement where you can get blocks of time without interruptions or where you can put up a signal that you're writing and can't be disturbed. Get a whiteboard or sticky notes or something so that people can write down what they need from you and you can check it when you're done.

Every time you try to write, you get distracted by a bunch of other things and can't actually get much writing done

If you write on a device that connects to the internet, you can get really distracted by the internet. There are lots of tools out there to block out those kinds of distractions to help you right (example). You can also try writing by hand on paper so that the internet is further away from the task.

Writing is really intimidating. The blank page taunts you.

Start by writing out your idea at the top of the page. It doesn't have to be in-depth, it can just be something like "A and B are stuck in different locations for a long period of time and they discover they're in love with each other while writing letters back and forth." By doing this, the page is no longer blank so you can fool yourself into thinking you've already started writing and just need to continue.

When I sit down to write, I don't know where you start.

If you're in the process of writing a story, try not to end a writing session on the end of a scene. Either write the start of the next scene or stop writing before you hit the end of the current scene. Then the next time you write, you have a place to pick up from and don't need to make a choice of where to go next. If you're starting a new idea, start at the point where it's interesting. You can go back and write the boring part later if you decide you really want or need to.

There are lots more things that stop people from writing, but I'll let people in the notes add more examples. If you're a writer, how do you make time for writing?

Listen, I get that you want to make content specifically for queer men and that’s fine. I also get that a lot of people fetishise queer relationships. But you can’t just say “She/Her, She/They, Females DNI”. I’m not even femme-aligned, but that’s honestly pretty misogynistic. It’s one thing to write stuff for a specific gender, but it’s another to intentionally exclude another group. You could instead just clarify “this is for male readers” instead. Same message, less sexist.

Hey!! Anon I get what you mean but you do know that most females that read male reader fetishize men? Like I won’t know if an actually female read this but it’s pretty common to see these things especially in male reader fanfic. Male reader fanfics are intend for the male readers or even trans readers. I get where your coming from but if you calling me misogynistic for simply excluding the female population of readers from reading my oneshot then maybe you should set your prosperities straight. But then saying “this is for male readers” won’t stop females either way but even my message won’t stop it but it makes male readers comfort with that message. So if you please understand where I’m coming from I would like to peacefully end this conversation. It was very lovely to talk to you. :)

hello!!! can i request bonten with a husband reader that gives off the energy of morticia adams? LIKE HE'S THIS TALL, DEEP AND SULTRY VOICE, BLACK FELINE ENERGY AND THE BONTEN MEN ARE JUST SO DOWN BAD FOR HIM THEY WILL PEPPER HIM WITH KISSES AND AFFECTION HECK THEY WOUKD PROBABLY KISS THE FLOOR WHERE THEIR HUSBAND WOULD WALK WITH HOW MUCH THEY WORSHIP THEIR HUSBAND😭🖐 and let's say, bonten was trying to close this huge deal with another group or company but this company was trying to milk them off their money LO AND BEHOLD HUSBAND READER CAME AND HE TRIED CONVINCING THE PARTNERS AND THEY JUST BECOME SO BLUSHY AND SHIT AND M/N WATCHED CLOSELY LIKE A FOX AS THEY TREMBLEX AND SIGNED THE CONTRACTS WHILE HIS HUSBANDS WERE MOUTH WIDE OPEN.

"See, that wasn't so hard, no?~"

(Name) Adams? Oh this was SO much fun to write!

As (Name) made his way to Mikey's office, others couldn't help but stare. (Name) was their god of Bonten. He kept the executives under control and keep heir leader alive. But he was also so beautiful.

He was (height), had the most beautiful pale skin, his black hair always down and flowing, and finally he always wore tight black clothing.

At first it bothered the executives, until one day (Name) had worn a dress from one of his American cousins. Bonten was without their top members/leader for almost a week!

(Name) stared at the office door running a hand through his dark hair, and sighing before knocking on the door. He entered almost immediately after. He was slightly surprised at the people in his husband's office.

He expected all his husbands to be here, which they were, but so were some strangers that were eyeing him in a way he didn't like. He silently made his way to one of his many husbands and sat on the male's lap. Staring at the other males with a raised eyebrow.

Takeomi sent a smug look at the other men. Then wrapped his arms around (Name)'s middle, kissing (Name)'s neck softly. The guests just stared wide eyed. This is the rumored God of Bonten. The male that could wrap any man around his finger.

(Name) slowly played with Takeomi's hair, watching the guests. After a few minutes of silences he spoke. Silently shocking the guests of how deep the male's voice was.

"I deeply apologie for intruding. It's supposed to be my husbands lunch time, I was promised a lunch at my favorite roof top resturant. So please continue."

The group from (company name) ndded before turning back to a annoyed looking Mikey. "Like I was saying Mr. Sano, I believe we'll make good progress if we work together."

Kokonoi stood, kissing (Name) head before making his way up front. "Well you want our men to gaurd your company ball, and you want in on Bonten's business. But your not willing to pay the price we agreed upon meeting."

(Name) silently watched his husband agrued with the boss of the company. He ignored the agruing in turn to smack a few wondering hands away. The trouble making trio as (Name) loved calling them pouted at the rejection of their god like husband.

(Name) was brought back to the argument when he could tell Mikey was gonna snap. (Name) pressed a quick but passionate kiss to Takeomi's lips before standing. He slowly made his way to Kokoni. He stared at the company men as he slowly leaned against Kokonoi. Whispering something into his ear.

Kokonoi's eyes widened then he slightly blushed before making his way to his seat. (Name) silently grabbed the contract, while reading it he grabbed Mikey's pen. The others watched the quiet male. Wondering what he was doing, but also they were entranced by his beauty.

After a few minutes (Name) slid the contract to the boss. While the boss read over the contract (Name) sat on Mikey's lap. Hoping it would keep the male from killing their clients. Mikey placed his head in the crook of (Name)'s neck. Letting the smell of (scent) calm him down.

(Name) then began explain what he changed on the contract. "See you wanted to only pay half of the price for our men to gaurd your company ball. Thats not fair since we use that money to pay them."

They looked confused. (Name) then slightly glared. "Wait. Don't tell me you thought Bonten just casually pockets the money from our clients." They didn't say anything. The Bonten members in the room scoffed.

"No. We pay all our workers. The money we get from their jobs, doesn't go directly to us. It goes to our Treasuer Kokonoi who then distributes it EQUALLY among the workers who did said job. Bonten only gets about 10% of the pay from those jobs."

The company looked flabbergasted. (Name) stood and walked around the room. He explained how Bonten was fair to their workers and how they eliminated traitors that went against Bonten.

"See my husbands are fair and ractional men. But if you mess with their Empire and business." The look on (Name)'s face had all of Bonten clinching their fists. The guests looked aroused and frightened. "Then you'll just disappear~"

Bonten watch with pride as (Name) got the company to agree to their orginal deal and sign it. Once they left (Name) sent a look to his husbands. "Now was that so hard~. Anyways since I didn't get my promised lunch, I'll be leaving besides my cousin is here."

(Name) waved as he left the office and Bonten froze. Which cousin was it? Ran was the first to jump from his seat and dart out the door. Then Sanzu, followed by Rindou. Thats when it click. Mortica was the visiting cousin.

Bonten quickly followed their husband. Excited for the evening dinner they knew would happen. Hopefully (Name) would wear another dress Mortica made for them.

GOOD JOB MY FRIEND

PATRICK HOCKSTETTER X GN READER HEADCANONS!!

Warnings; Patrick

Genre; Fluff

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-Once you two start dating he still kind of treats you like a friend in public

-He’ll warm up to you soon though

-Once he does it’s groping in public and make out sessions in private 😏

-He’ll never tell you this but, he likes to cuddle and listen to music with you!

-He likes to take you on walks around the forest

-He’s not good at showing affection but he’ll try!

-He’ll steal stuff for you or take you on little drives at night

-He’s pretty protective over you, especially when he starts figuring out you’re a real person

-DRAW ON HIM.

-He’ll show off your little drawings. He likes when you draw bones, roses and little stickmen!

-He’ll try to draw on you but if you’re an artist, he’s not as good as you

-After he’s really sure you won’t tell anyone, he’ll show you his fridge

-If you’re Trans with bad parents he’ll let you stay over at his house as long as you want, he’ll even give you his old clothes

-He likes scaring you, we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you but he likes seeing the fear in your eyes

-Movie Nights every Saturday.

-You pick every other Saturday

-Whenever you pick, he takes mental notes so he knows which movie is your favourite

-He likes staying up late with you

-He’s always glued to you

-If your family likes him, expect him at every family dinner/vacation

-He’s surprisingly really supportive!

-Keep him away from your animals pls

lucille clifton

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