me starting a new book series: from years of experience and a general underdstanding that interesting plots don’t have happy endings, I know that some or many characters are going to die throughout the series and that I’m just going to have to accept that, because I also know that if there were no deaths then the books would be highly unrealistic and I’d stop enjoying them
favourite character:*dies*
me: *flipping a table* oKAY BUT DID IT HAVE TO BE THISONE?!?
at times like this, i am reminded of the fact that snakes are like those benthic-dwelling sea sponges that only exist to absorb food into their tubelike expandable membranes that are 90% stomach 9% reproductive organs and 1% a cognizant will to exist
A/N: if you had been following me from the start… remember that one work that I had to delete? It’s back and with a proper warning this time.
I honestly hate past me, I was dumb and quite new to writing back then so I wasn’t sure how to put a proper warning, lesson learned. I really didn’t mean to make Jay look like a rapist and I am truly sorry.
Requested by anonymous: ”wanna try that again sweetheart?“, "bite me”, “where?”
Warning(s):DUB-CON,SMUT, explicit.
Please back off if you’re uncomfortable with DUB-CON contents.
The reader and Jason are FWB.
“Did you lose your mind?!” Jason was glaring at you under his red domino mask, the crease between his brow bones was visible. He was enraged at this point. Your recklessness was one of the things that stressed him out.
It was just one simple mission, you almost fucked it up, your intention was only to fix it, and you did just that, fix everything. The rest of the mission went smoothly, but Jason didn’t seem to happy about it, about the way you handled everything.
Straight up charging for the main target was crazy, it would be fine if you were allowed to kill them because it would be easier. Your guns were only loaded with sedative bullets and you following Batman’s rule of not killing anybody, you promised him after all.
You and Jason tend to fight, even over small things yet it never been this bad. This time, it really sets him off. You were really expecting him to throw a punch, his face was visibly red with fury.
The fact that you were in the corner of an alleyway wasn’t helping with the situation either.
“Did you wanna die?” He spoke through gritted teeth as you kept your posture straight, not even slightest being intimidated by him. “Did you know the risk of going all Kamikaze like that?”
He kept on rambling, and rambling about how crazy your actions were until you fly a hand at his face only to fail when he gripped it tightly in his larger one.
“Wanna try that again, sweetheart?” He challenged.
A growl rumbled in the back of your throat, practically baring your teeth at him.
“Bite me.”
A sly smirk took over his features, his eyes were still narrowed at you causing confusion to take over your mind.
“Where?”He suddenly asked, leaning his face closer to yours, his hot breath was hitting your skin sending jolts of improper excitement within you, “here?” He bit your lower lip before kissing you roughly pouring all of his pent-up anger into every movement of his lips, then moved downwards.
“That hurts,” you complained.
He had latched his teeth on the flesh of your neck, hard, you could feel his teeth sinking deeper and deeper as he sucked on the flesh, possessively marking you as his. It was painful, so painful it made tears brimming in your eyes, and the bite was so deep when he backed away your skin was lightly sticking onto his teeth.
A shaky sigh escaped your lips as you felt his tongue soothe the painful mark.
“The fuck was that for?” You hissed, moving a hand up to touch the result of his bite, you could almost fit the tip of your nails into them. “It hurts.”
“You did tell me to bite you, didn’t you?” Jason chuckled humorlessly as he pressed his hips against yours.
The feeling of his bulging erection almost caused you to moan if it wasn’t for his sudden act of taking your leather pants off along with your damp panties that didn’t go unnoticed by the dark-haired man.
Instinctively, you attempted to cover your bare womanhood with the rest of your suit, face red with embarrassment at the unsuspected turns of event, “What are you doing?”
Jason let your question hanging as he worked his own pants down, letting his cock sprang free from his tightening pants. He lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pushed his length into your pussy.
You should’ve said something, you should’ve hit him but your body just won’t listen. Your arms went around his neck, savoring the feeling of his girth stretching your walls deliciously, completely giving yourself to him and it was worth it, you were almostthanking yourself for being stubborn and reckless.
Jason didn’t give you a chance to adjust and began to pound into you like a madman, pressing your back against the cold brick wall as he held you with one strong hand.
“Hmm,” he hummed, his blue eyes examining your pleasured expressions, jaw slacked slightly as breathy pants left your mouth. “All I do was biting you, but fuck, you’re wet,” he growled.
You could only respond with a mewl as the tip of his engorged cock hit the spot that made you see stars repeatedly as if he was punishing you, which he was, not letting you have an incoherent thought. Just when you thought you were reaching your peak, Jason stopped his hips and pulled out leaving you clamping on nothing as he jerked himself off until thick strings of his cum painted your thigh.
You gave him a pathetic glare.
“What? Did you really think I’m going to let you have your fun after pulling a stunt like that?” He laughed darkly, lifting his pants back up and buckled his belt. “Nope.”
“You’re such an ass,“ God, you were soclose.
Another laugh erupted from Jason in response to your retort.
“Mm, but you love me.”
He collected his cum on your thigh with his fingers before bringing it in front of your lips, slowly nudging their way into your mouth, ignoring your questioning look, as he leaned closer to you, giving gentle kisses all over your face which was contrasting with his earlier treatment.
“Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet,” he whispered softly against your skin before helping you with your clothes.
[Tobey spider-man making an appearance in the mcu]
Does this mean my Tobey!Peter Parker and Tony Stark ship from back in the day isn’t as outlandish now? Because let me tell you, I have a hilarious image of Tom!Peter being absolutely mortified at seeing Tobey!Peter and Tony making kissy faces at each other and Andrew!Peter isn’t helping as he’s throwing flower petals at them.
Tumblr’s at it again with terminating blogs. It’s happened to quite a few people I know. I’m quite certain it’s a bug, and contacting tumblr will get them reinstated. But it is averystressful moment for a lot of people regardless.
In light of this, I wanted to give some advice: please pleasepleasesave all your headcanons and important muse info (even your theme) in a google doc or a document you can access with ease that is not affiliated with tumblr. You have worked hard on those. You deserve to know your work isn’t going to waste and in the event your blog does not get reinstated, it’ll be much easier to make a new blog and just re-add the information with little hassle, and you won’t feel like you lost something valuable because you’ll still have access to it.
This has been a small psa.
Unfortunately it’s not a bug. Tumblr has been contacted by many roleplayers + our admin team at findrps and they are terminating blogs that post ads through the queue that are copy/pasted or use a third party to fill the queue. It’s considered spam, and tumblr is saying they will not reinstate blogs that do this. Please save your work. And please consider joining the findrps server to promote your roleplays/indies to a 500+ (and growing) member audience.
