Duke In The Back Of The Batmobile Covered In Paint: Do You Think Different Paints Have Different Tastes?

Do you have any good irondad fics that aren't just fieldtrip to stark tower (I do love them but there is a 99.9 percent chance I will have already read it)

Oh boy do I have any good irondad fics without the field trip trope?? OF COURSE I DO !!!! the field trip trope lowkey isnt that large amount of the irondad fics, and its even less of a big amount of the WELL WRITTEN irondad fics. only a few field trip fics are good. but anwyay. here are my 6 recs (keep in mind some of these might be hella angsty, bc im a BIG ANGST READER): Expirement!Peter Parker & coparenting with May

Shameless Inspired Fic & Bad May Parker

Skip Wescott & Foster Kid! Peter

Emancipated Peter Parker & Chaos

MJ/Peter & Identity Shenanigans

Heroin Addict! Peter & found family

let me know how many of these you've already read <3

Welp. I got some reading to catch up on 👀

Collection of 09 SoapGhost fics

SFW:

I Will Follow by m1ckstart

Burdens Of Command by m1ckstart

Sleep by Asasin

When I Die by InterGalacticKnight

A Toast To Life And Death by InterGalacticKnight

What Remains by m1ckstart *note: mentions of hooking up, but no explicit scenes

rather waste my time with you by s0fter-sin

Winter fall by callofdudes (part 2)

Around my bed, America by Kabbal (Aledane)

And If I Let Myself Go, I'm the Only One to Blame by softer_sin *note: mentions of hooking up, but no explicit scenes

5 times Riley ended up in Mactavish's lap for purely "tactical" reasons and the 1 time it wasn't by SpotlessSpectre *note: not complete

yours to keep by anonymous

Unnecessary by FiddleOfGold

Moments by FiddleOfGold

Demons by MilkSergeant

NSFW with Trans Ghost:

Reverence by SharkNoises

Sunshine enough to spread by MGCraig

You’ve got a pretty kind of dirty face by qwentinsmith

hunger by bravo07

Soft lips are open, them knuckles are pale by bbgrlsimonriley

Fantastic Phantom Feelings by ErlKönig (Herm_own_ninny)

patience is a shitty virtue when it's me getting fucked by you by ErlKönig (Herm_own_ninny)

Oh Captain, My Captain by ErlKönig (Herm_own_ninny)

hush by puppyghost (whinypuppy) *note: this one is 22 but I read it as 09 caus beggars can’t be choosers

when i think about you i touch myself by sghostriley

Bloody Hell by garbage_cannot

sweet love of mine by gh0stspace

Poison burn by Mossbeast

NSFW:

Stutter by m1ckstart

Venus Flytrap by 6sundragons

Don’t Interfere With a Mans Work by InterGalacticKnight

Yes Sir by InterGalacticKnight

A night in the Afghanistan desert by Hetsez

Morning Pleasures by Asasin

we could do this all night by Torierra

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo by x_posed_again

gimme just a little bit (more) by applepieces

Hands That Are Softer Than Voices by ultrakombo

In Your Absence by badlifechoices *note: not complete, no explicit content yet

Fed by His God by Azilver

clockwork by NarcissosByThePool

Sounds Almost Romantic by haggywags

2024 kinktober (bootworship) by sghostriley

Playing With Fire by CedarDove

I will update this post whenever I find more <3

DC inspired crossover/au

A collection of very old half finished doodles Not sure if I'll ever do anything more with this so might as well post them

|| Soap/Harley Quinn | Ghost/Poison ivy | Gaz/Catwoman ||

Cringe but free

Ok, this is a bit more personal question for cosplayers and other content creators. I wasn’t thinking of cosplaying (‘cause I don’t have the budget for that) but was thinking of doodling character skits.

This is mostly skits of the COD fandom, but I’ve seen other content creators facing issues with its toxicity. I know toxicity isn’t new thing, but this is the first time I was considering getting more involved with a fandom. Usually I’d sit on the side and watch whatever unfolds.

Thoughts and also input from experience?

People out here really be using c.ai to unleash the most toe curling, thot driven sin out there

Meanwhile I’m out here writing myself either totally hammered while singing to Billy Joel at a karaoke bar, or living a normal life as a high school student whose unaware that my parents live a double life and secretly turned me into a sleeper agent, or as an indoctrinated child experiment who has no concept of their own humanity.

What I’m trying to get at is; ever written crazy adventures on c.ai? If so do tell, I’m curious 👀

MY SHAYLAAAAAAA

you can’t tell me DCeased Jondami weren’t married (which makes what happened to Damian all the more devastating)

Y'all ever heard Shivers by Ed Sheeran? Yeah, it came on my spotify shuffle and something clicked in my brain.

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Being around Damian was exhilarating.

Even as a kid, Jon felt this and acknowledged it despite Damian's bossiness, arrogance, and know-it-all attitude. All of those traits that Jon found annoying also grew into a feeling of excitement.

There is something about Damian's assertiveness, his proud and somewhat arrogant attitude. Blunt and direct, but fiercely loyal. Both independent and rebellious, and so deeply compassionate that it sent shivers through Jon whenever he thought about it.

That's not to say that Damian's recklessness didn't worry him at the same time. Because while Damian could be calculated and thorough, he wasn't a stranger to letting his emotions take over. As exciting as it was to be around Damian, Jon was often worried.

One bad slip, the snap of a grappling hook, a hit to the head that's a little too hard—all of that was enough to take him away from Jon permanently. So Jon always kept an ear out and was there the second he felt Damian's life could be in danger. Even so, the adrenaline that came with being in Damian's life was addicting.

Jon was far different from his father. While his dad represented peace and tranquility, Jon himself could be chaotic and unpredictable, and when paired with Damian, it was never seen as a bad thing. If anything, Damian himself could be chaotic and unpredictable, and that fascinated Jon over the years; seeing Damian embrace those traits that were often viewed as negative. He'd never met anyone like Damian before—someone so opposite from his wholesome and peaceful upbringing on a Kansas farm.

Damian was new and exciting.

The adrenaline rush that came with fighting next to him was truly intoxicating. The grin of victory that would spread across his face as if he knew they were going to win anyway.

The smirk he started to wear whenever Jon came to his rescue, as if he were a trained lap dog.

"You seriously need to stop pulling dangerous stuff like that! You do realize you're still human and could die, right!?"

"But you wouldn't let that happen, now would you?"

That all-knowing smirk on Damian's face was enough to prove his point. Because Jon be damned if he wasn't going to drop everything to save the one he loved.

Oh, and how he really did love him.

He never thought he could love this hard and this passionately. Someone who made his soul feel like it was on fire. He wanted nothing more than to be the guy who got to kiss Damian, make him smile, and see sides of him no one else got to.

So when leftover adrenaline led to heated make-outs in alleyways, being wrapped up between Damian's legs and arms never felt like enough.

Sneaking out in the middle of the night was nothing new to them; they'd been doing it since they were kids. But to simply sneak out because Damian thought it'd be fun to visit the San Diego Zoo at night, to have Jon fly them halfway across the world to patrol because, quote unquote, they needed a change of scenery, getting hot and heavy in the Batmobile because:

"You've kissed me just about everywhere. My dad's car should be no different,"

And it was just the way that Damian said some things that could drive Jon absolutely insane. He knew he should say no; they could get caught, reprimanded like they were kids again despite almost being in their 20s. But how could Jon say no when Damian said things with such an alluring tone?

"If we get caught," Jon walked towards Damian only to trap him between himself and the car, inching closer just so his lips could brush against the others, arms wrapped around his neck to pull him even closer, "just know my death is gonna be on your hands..." And Damian chuckled against a kiss that was only going to deepen because it was true; if his dad were to catch them, Jon's death would be on his hands.

And being able to stay up all day and all night with just Damian alone?

God, Jon loved nothing more.

Damian could tear him apart, put him back together, and take his heart as if he owned it.

And he did.

Damian owned everything that was Jon. And in return,

Jon owned him.

First 10 lines of FF leggo!

Rules: share the first line of the last ten fics you wrote and tag some people :)

So I was tagged by my lovely (platonic) spouse @gremlin-bot for this challenge and I am more than happy to oblige! Who knows, maybe this'll light a fire under my butt to start writing some more on these.

For you cannot take my heart, might I lend you my ear? (DP x DC)[out!] Ft. vampire!Dick

"Where is he?"

2. Soulmate, shift, send (DP x DC) A continuation to my TargetPractice(RoyxDanny) Soulmate AU

Danny: Hey Roy , Its me Danny

3. Chapter 14 of Tim Drake's I.E.F (DP x DC)

It was a few hours before patrol when the two unconscious agents finally came to.

4. The way to get lost in you (DP x DC) A fic where Danny possesses Jayson accidentally

It was a cold night in Ancients know where and Danny was tired, hurt, and running low on ectoplasm.

5. With chaos brings justice (DP x DC) [out!] enemies to lovers with ChaoticSpirits (KlarionxDanny)

John Constantine was a man of few pleasures.

6. The good, the bad, & the dead (DP x DC x AF) A crack ship me and @bewitched-forest collabed on for the lore

Danny was trying to get a few more minutes of shut eye, mentally blocking out the noises of the people chatting and moving around him.

7. Chapter 2 of Circus of the dead (DP x DC)

The sound of his motorcycle engine echoed around the entrance tunnel as Dick drove in for some rest after patrol.

8. What a shocker! (Final name TBD)(DP x DC) A halfa Damian AU

The news of a new hero joining the Justice League didn't bother Damian at this point.

9. On the rise (DP x DC) [out!] A wings AU featuring Over 9000 (Kon-el x Danny)

“Heads up!”

10. I've waited this long (DP x DC) [out!] My TargetPractice (RoyxDanny) soulmate AU

Despite how much Danny’s parents invest in the scientific method, they were never one’s to believe in things like ‘fate’ or ‘destiny’.

I hope the WIPs you see will one day com out, but I tend to get plot bunnies a lot and they always tend to muck up my focus. I don't have anyone I want to tag besides @halfblackwolfdemon (if ya want to hun, no pressure) and anyone who wants to do this you can say I tagged you too! Its ok, I won't tell./j

I live for an asesexual Ghost

never having loved someone like he does soap before, ghost expects their first kiss to be the way it’s always described in books, the way it’s always shown on tv, the way it has never been with the few other people he’s been with intimately. he expects some big revelation, euphoria, an insatiable need for more.

he expects something to change about him, expects he’ll suddenly have the sexual urges he thinks he’s meant to, that he believes he hadn’t yet been incited to have just because he hadn’t met the right person.

but there’s isn’t any of that. there’s isn’t anything at all, really—no sparks flying, no fireworks. his heart doesn’t skip a beat, nor does his stomach flip. it’s just… a kiss.

ghost thinks he must be broken.

because he does love soap, he’d be a liar for saying otherwise. he fantasizes about a future with the sergeant, one beyond the plan they both had for themselves to work until they die. he likes when soap touches him, likes that soap isn’t afraid to be physical like everyone else, thinks he could be intimate with soap if he really tried.

except he now realizes that he doesn’t really want to be intimate. not like that, anyway. ghost loves the thought of kisses without heat behind them, loves the thought of curling up in bed together on rainy days. he loves the idea of always having soap within reach, of soap plastering himself to ghost’s back as he cooks, of ghost tangling his fingers in soap’s mohawk. domesticity is something he finds he craves to have with no one but soap, but any thought beyond that… he doesn’t think it’s revulsion he feels, but it still leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

but it’s hard to admit to soap he probably shouldn’t pursue this, because ghost couldn’t give him what he needs. what he surely wants. not now, probably not ever, and he understands if it’s a dealbreaker—but soap just gets this odd look on his face, a disbelieving, amused sort of half-smile like ghost had just told him the most outlandish thing.

“i don’t care about sex, if that’s what you mean,” soap tells him. “i want you, simon.”

ghost heart hammers in his chest. “but what if—“

“no what ifs.” soap’s thumbs draw soft lines across ghost’s cheeks. ghost sags at the touch, melts into soap’s warmth. “i mean it. i’m happy if you’re happy.”

“yeah?”

soap smiles bright. “yeah.”

the assurance doesn’t quite soothe all of ghost’s worries, but he’s glad to know he might at least have a fighting chance to love soap just as he wants to.

No because like, with Soaps new skin imagine if they pull some Winter Soldier type shit

Ghost: Johnny..?

Soap: Who the hell is Johnny?