Jason Todd x Reader
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Jason: coming to the after party?
Jason: or not. that’s cool too.
delivered 10:45 pm
Jason: it was good seeing u btw
Jason: u didn’t have to come and u did and u were right
Jason: we won 🤪
Jason: thanks again ❤️❤️
delivered 11:35 pm
Jason: for this
Jason: and for agreeing to my stupid proposal
Jason: anyways goodnight bro
delivered 12:25 am
You’re smiling. Grinning, really. Head bent over your phone, skin bathed pale blue in its reflecting light. The path you take is well worn and familiar, you’re not required to take your eyes off those two stupid emojis that spins your own heart into a frenzy.
It’s barely ten minutes after Jason’s last text. You’d woken up from a nap five before that, dazed and warm and confused as to why you felt so incandescently happy.
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Last Updated → 09/04/19
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ted: professor, why are you so crunchy?
hidgens: excuse me? ted: y’know, whenever you move you go ‘crunch’. hidgens: i have arthritis, ted.
these are small things you can add to your day to be 10% more productive with the estimated time it’ll take! these are things i do (or try to do) most days. they’re small enough to feel manageable, and i for sure don’t use all of them but i find that when i use at least 2-3 in a day i feel a lot better about the material.
retype notes in google docs (10-15 min/1 hour lecture)
Utilize pomodoro technique for at least one subject (25 min work/5 min break. total 30 min)
Look over notes before class (5 min)
Look over notes after class (5 min)
Make notecard summary after class (i find this one especially useful for calculus!) (10 min/notecard)
Explain short concept to a friend (10 min max)
write down to-do list of tasks (5 min)
Go over concepts in your head on your walk to class (absolute FAVORITE because of my daily calculus quizzes within the first 10 minutes of class) (as long as your walk is!)
i hope these are helpful, i need to learn more small tips myself too 😊
Just donated $15 to the bushfire appeal, which isn't really much, but I guess any amount helps in situations this dire. Please, if you have any money spare, perhaps left over from the holidays, please consider donating!
Here's a list of charities you can donate to
druig secretly watching you uh- touch yourself i guess and instead of just watching you, he sneaks into your mind to instruct you how to and subtly planting images of you and him together and i-
😵💫 alright. THIS MADE ME GO FERAL. Christ. THANK YOU SO MUCH, ANON! (I hope that you don't mind that I used it as drabble inspo?)
WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY. Mind Control. Slight Dubious Consent. Female Masturbation. Depictions of Sex Acts. Explicit Sexual Language and Content. Rough Sex Insinuation. Not Beta-Read.
A/N: As I have said before, I don’t take requests - but my inbox is always open for naughty thoughts about characters. Something may spark a drabble, but there are never any promises!
"Touch yourself."
There's a voice in your skull. Low and persistent - rough. Lyrical. It goads you. Cajoles. Provides instruction as you push your panties down around your ankles, kicking them free as if you cannot rid yourself of them soon enough.
Outside, the world is dark. Your room is illuminated by a waning candle that flickers upon your bedside table. Perhaps someone outside can see in, to how you sit upon your bed - panting - and reaching down with shaking fingers to slide through the slick moisture gathering on your cunt.
"Right there. Yes. Good girl."
Breathing heavily, your confused gaze tears away - flickering to the darkness outside your window. The village is quiet. No one is out. But still, you think that you can see something upon the other side of the rough dirt square. Two tiny points of gold burn upon the Master's porch, boring straight into you.
Seemingly of their own accord, your fingers flex. A moan draws from your lips as their gentle points glide through your folds, separating them. It's as if your body is a puppet - not your own. Still, some of you lingers. This invading presence allows you to remain, whimpering as you stroke yourself.
It comes again. The voice. So familiar, but you're too addled and confused to recognize why.
"Now, slowly circle. Both fingers on your clit, sweetheart. Roll it gently. Yes - you feel that don't you? How the breath hitches in your lungs. Feels good, doesn’t it?"
Clumsy, your head jerks in a nod. Waves of pleasure roll from your cunt. Gasping - straining to remain silent - your head thuds back against the thin wooden wall behind.
A chuckle rings through your mind, followed by more of that lyrical suggestion. "Wouldn't it feel better if it was someone else?"
There's a flash across your mind.
A harsh mouth on your neck, teeth upon your shoulder. The burn in your legs as you bounce upon a firm lap, and the harsh shear of a cock as you ride the hidden figure below. Pale hands run over your breasts, teasing your nipples.
"What does he look like?" the voice asks excitedly.
The demand forces a picture from the recesses of your thoughts.
A shock of brunette hair. Bright blue eyes. Pink lips curled into the most sarcastic of smiles.
"Ah. Him?" That voice within your skull murmurs, sounding pleased. "Yes, darling. He would be able to take care of you."
Your fingers curl, and your other hand claps across your lips to stifle a moan as you push them into your burning cunt. It's not your own action. Yet, there's no denying how dizzy and heated it makes you feel. Still, your body itches for more.
"How good do you think his tongue would feel against you - and your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer?" Gods. That voice is almost evil in the things that it suggests. Such an image brands itself across your brain. "Maybe you should find out."
That dark, wordless laughter rings out again. But this time - you think that you can actually hear it. That your ears can pick up the noise as it rises into the air, drifting down from the Master's temple. A shiver runs down your spine.
"But right now, you should come for me - for him - so that the slick is already wetting your cunt when you go to his hut. Make it nice and easy for him to slide in and take you from behind. To ruin you for any other man." You have to bite your lip to stop from crying out. All that you can feel his your hand inside your cunt, expertly moved by another.
The voice changes, a familiar accent creeping in stronger as it continues - salacious. "Because that's what I'm going to do, darling. I'm going to ruin you."
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A/N: Well. I love how Mind-Control Sex with Druig is just becoming its own kink for us all at this point. I’d be down.
Check out the rest of my content if you want more Druig!
Honestly no wonder every song is such a bop in tgwdlm,
They’re all villain songs!!
Author’s Note(s): I wrote this back in october and forgot about in entirely. I hope you enjoy x
Warning(s): just swearing tbh
Summary: Dogs are great but your dads Steve and Tony don’t agree.
you have created a chatroom
you have named the chat “dear fathers whom I love so very much :)”
you have added Tony
You: hello father who raised me from a yOung one whom to which I love very much :)
Tony: no
You: no???
You: I didn’t say anything ???
Tony: it’s paternal instinct
You: at least hear me out
Tony: nO
You: daAAaaAAD
Tony: (Y/nNnnnNn)
You: I’m gonna tell you anyways
Tony: I had a feeling you would
You: so I got my report card back
Tony: I can already see where this is going
You: and I got all As…
Tony: I was not prepared for this part of parenthood
You: so I was wondering…
Tony: gEt To iT CHILD
You: if I could get a puppy?
Tony: lmao NO
You: fudGe yOU
You: you’re the worst dad ever
Tony: I’m going to pretend that my pride isn’t wounded and say I love you too kiddo :,)
You: I bet Steve would get me a dog.
Steve has joined the chat
Steve: no he wouldn’t
You: pleaSe dad?
Steve: nope
You: how can anyone call you the man of dreams? Freedom? Liberation?
You: you’re both the worst
Steve: correction…Tony is the worst. Who makes you cap’s shield shaped sandwiches everyday?
You: you do…
Steve: damn right I do
Tony: hey I mean I totally don’t pay your phone bill… not at all… please do continue to insult me as if I’m not here.
You: you know what fudge you both, I’m asking peter.
Tony: oh god no not the kid
Tony: you know I can’t say no to him
You: exactly ;)
You have added Peter
Peter: Hey everyone!
You: hi Petey <3
Tony: hey underoos
Steve: hello
Peter: what can I do for you?
You: oh y'know
You: we just need you to settle a family disagreement
Peter: oh… okay, what seems to be the problem?
Steve: (Y/N) got all As in her report card
Peter: Aw well done baby! :)
Tony: I am resisting the urge to throw up (:
You: and I want a puppy as a reward but AnthonY and SteVeN wont let me get one.
Peter: well that’s a shame
Steve: it sure is…
You: shuT UP Steve
Steve: thE DISrESPECT
Tony: asjajaja
You: anyways I need you to convince them that I should get a puppy
Peter: uHhhh
Steve: I’d chose my words wisely kid.
Tony: or don’t say anything at all, y'know.
Peter: umm
You: if you don’t help me convince them I won’t let you do my homework for a month
Peter: I…shouldn’t…be doing… your homework… anyway?
You: shut up you know you enjoy it
Peter: I do :(
Tony: what…just…happened?
Steve: I don’t know but is this how dating works nowadays?
Clint has joined the chat
Tony: oh no
Clint has added Natasha, Bruce, Thor, T'challa, Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Scott and Vision.
Clint: we heard talk of a dog
Steve: well you heard wrong
Sam: how can anyone call you the man of dreams? Freedom? Liberation?
You: I SAID THAT
Thor: I FOR ONE AM IN FAVOUR OF SMALL AND FEROCIOUS BEAST RUNNING AROUND THE TOWER!! IT SHALL BE MOST ENJOYABLE :) :) :)
Natasha: Thor, caps lock sweetie.
Thor: *whispers* oh yes, I apologise widow of black :) :) :)
Peter: is bad that I actually heard him yelling from the other side of the tower or?
Peter: and are we just going to ignore the fact that he added in *whispers* ?
Clint: LeT hIm LiVe pETer
Bucky: yeah! Sit down you little asshole
Peter: I… am…confused.
Sam: oh somebody get him a juice box, little Peter is confused.
Peter: w h y a re y o u a t t a c k i n g m e ?
Sam: oh shit someone’s having a tantrum.
Natasha: go sit in a corner sam, you’re being uneccesary.
Sam: stfu woman come back when you can spell unnecessary.
Bucky: #ROASTED
You: WE ARE GETTING OFF TOPIC
Wanda: what were we talking about again?
Tony has cleared the chat
Tony: I think were talking about getting pancakes for breakfast today
Steve: oh yes, Tony’s treat :)
Tony: of course it’s my treat I’m the only one with money.
Scott: I’m down for pancakes
Bucky: yeah I could go for some too
T'challa: if Tony’s paying
Thor: I TOO WOULD ENJOY THE CAKE OF THE PAN.
Natasha: as mentioned before, only if Tony’s paying.
Wanda: same
Steve: then its settled, pancakes at 10
Clint: WHAT ARE YOU TAPKING ABOUT
Clint: WE WERE TALKING ABOUT GETTING A DOG YOU FOOLS
You: T H A N K Y O U
Tony: fuck yOu clint
Steve: LANGUAGE TONY
Steve: there are children present
You: all in favour of getting a dog say aye
Scott: aye
Wanda: aye
Bucky: aye
Sam: aye
Peter: aye
Clint: AYE FUCKING AYE CAPTAIN
Bucky: too much Clint too much
Clint: sorry
Peter: well it’s decided, I guess we’re getting a dog
Tony: Vision, T'Challa, Bruce and Natasha haven’t voted yet.
Steve: not to mention Pietro
Pietro has joined the chat
Pietro: I vote for the dog, they’re better than people and I hate everyone.
Pietro has left the chat
Wanda: sorry about that, he’s still salty because we invited Scott to the Civil War and not him.
Scott: how were we supposed to know? he’s meant to be dead
Clint: RIP that speedy guy 2k15, you shall not be missed
You: I am physically sobBiNg
Bucky: she’s not kidding, I am three floors down and I can still hear her.
Scott : it sounds like she’s dying
Peter: then it’s nothing new.
Bruce: ARE WE NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU HAD A CIVIL WAR?
Bruce: I THOUGHT WE WENT THROUGH THIS
Tony: no brucie, we’re talking about the possibility of (Y/N) having a demon spawn to call their own
Bruce: I hate all of you
T'Challa: I agree, you are all beneath me
Sam: sit yo ass down and drink some milk, cat man
Bucky: #LIGHTLYBURNT
Wanda: IM WHEEZING
Scott: you guys gotta stop roasting each other, (Y/N) is going to D I E of laughter.
Peter: let her
Tony: what
Peter: f r e e m e
Steve: moving on…
Thor: yes…please proceed.
Steve: Bruce? Natasha? Thoughts on the dog.
Natasha: I’m against it
You: WHY?? YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE THE AWESOME AUNT NOT THE ASSHOLE AUNT
Natasha: cats are cooler
Clint: Natasha we can no longer be friends
Natasha: fine by me
Bucky: #CHARED
Tony: science bro?
Bruce: I’m also in favour of a cat, they’re more peaceful and less…like you guys.
T'Challa: I agree
Bucky: leave cat man
T'Challa: call me that again and pietro won’t be the only avenger to have died
T'Challa has left the chat
You: well then…
Peter: I don’t know what to say
Thor: what about brother vision? He has yet to cast his vote.
Wanda: I’ll admit Vis has been very quiet.
Vision: I apologise profusely for my lack of presence.
You: HE JUST PHASED INTO THE COMMON ROOM AS HE TYPED THAT IM W H E E Z I N G
Tony: Steve is your child asthmatic
Steve: she’s not my child, she’s yours
You: wow what a loving family I have
Thor: indeed, much like my own, at least you are not a murderous pathetic excuse for a villain :)
Wanda: is it me or does the smiley face make it worse ?
Natasha: it’s the smiley face.
Tony: anywho vis, vision, partial creation of mine
Tony: what do you think about getting a dog?
Vision: by my calculations getting a dog would perhaps increase the physical activity of (Y/N) as we have come to realise, She only moves to retrieve a food source before returning to her room. Having a dog would lead to (Y/N) leaving the compound more, in order to walk the animal.
You: I’m sorry I didn’t know asking for a dog would include roasting me
Bucky: #BARBECUED
Peter: what’s with all these hashtags ?
Bucky: I’m running out of synonyms for roasted
Vision: Additionally, having a dog would decrease the stress levels of the team and perhaps everyone’s mutual hatred towards Mr Stark.
Tony: you all hate me?
Steve: its less of hatred and more like a preference for avoiding you :) nothing to worry about.
Tony: oh okay then :)
Clint: how did that go over his head?
Bruce: I have no idea
Vision: to conclude getting a puppy would be most beneficial.
You: YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY
You: HAHAHA SUCK IT STEVEN IM GETTING A DOG
Bruce: (Y/N) is definitely Stark’s child.
Thor: aye
Natasha: no doubt about it
Loki has joined the chat
Clint: ew who invited him
Wanda: why so salty Clint?
Clint: he tried to take over my mind with some voodoo shit
Sam: VOODOO SHIT IM SCREAMING
Peter: he actually is
Peter: it’s very loud
Loki: you foolish midguardians. I always said that you would be responsible for your own demise.
Scott: what are you on about reindeer games?
Loki: I’m sorry who are you?
Bucky: #OVERCOOKED
Bruce: these hashtags are getting out of hand.
Peter: remind me to teach him how to use them properly.
Thor: brother! :D
Loki: NOT NOW YOU BLONDE HEADED FOOL
Thor: D:
Wanda: yikes
Loki: I HAVE COME TO WARN YOU.
You: warn us of your presence? Because none of us actually like you.
Thor: I do
Thor: just a bit
Loki: purchasing the vile beast known as man’s best friend will only result in the destruction of the Avengers. We all know (Y/N) would betray us. She would raise this animal, to become a beast. Multiply it and use it to destroy us from the inside.
Steve: is Loki… afraid…of dogs
You: oh my god
Loki: NO YOU IMBECILE I AM HERE TO SAVE YOU
Natasha: Loki? Saving us ?
Vision: in all my years on earth I have never heard such an entertaining tale
Peter: sit the fuck down bish you’re like 2 years old
Bruce: peter omg
Sam: THERE ARE T E A R S FLOWING FROM MY EYES
Thor: please send help it sounds like he’s choking
Bucky: l e t h i m
Steve: what is it with everyone and wanting to kill each other?
You: don’t act like you haven’t wanted to kill any of us, you golden child
Steve: …
Steve: proceed.
Bucky: #
Scott: don’t even start I beg
Bucky: D:
Loki: you mortals will all perish
Tony: so I think we’ve established that Loki is afraid of dogs, and since none of us like him I propose we get one.
Steve: agreed
Loki: NO YOU DENSE HEADED INFERIORS
Tony: all in favour of a dog say aye
Steve: aye
You: aye
Thor: aye
Peter: aye
Scott: aye
Wanda: aye
Vision: aye
Natasha: aye
Bucky: aye
Bruce: aye
Sam: aye
Clint: AYE MOTHER FUCKING AYE BITCHES
Bucky: Clint pls
Natasha: you are an embarrassment to this team, no wonder pietro is always running away from you.
Natasha has left the chat
Clint: damn
Bucky: #SCORCHED
Peter: well now that this has come to end, Let’s go Bucky, I gotta teach you the ways of the hashtag
Sam: oh I have got to see this
Scott: I’m definitely filming this
Bucky has left the chat
Peter has left the chat
Sam has left the chat
Scott has left the chat
Loki: you will all die
Loki has left the chat
Thor: it appears that Loki is having a tantrum
Thor: I must tend to my brother, his feelings have been hurt.
Tony: lolol I don’t care
Steve: same tbh
You: SE E YOU ARE NOT SUCH A PURE GOOD WILLING PERSON AFTER ALL
You: SUCK IT STEVEN
Tony: why do you have such a disrespectful child Steve?
Steve: biologically she’s your creation, you do the math
Clint: LMAOOO
Bruce: brb I’m totally not sobbing with laughter
Thor: I must depart from you friends (: goodbye
You: bye (:
Thor: (:
You: (:
Thor: (:
You: (:
Thor: (:
You: (:
Thor: (:
Clint: ISTG JUST LEAVE
Thor: be careful who you yell at brother Clinton. I am always watching.
Thor has left the chat
Bruce: well then
Tony: moving swiftly on
Clint: AHAHAA
You: im finally getting a dog WHOO
Clint: WHOOO
You: WHOOO
Steve: why are you both simultaneously yelling ‘whoo’ whilst typing it at the same time?
You: it’s for effect
Bruce: looool
Tony: anyways since you’re getting this dog, they least you could do is name it after your favourite dad
Steve: I agree, this debate has gone on for too long
Steve: which one of us do you like best?
You: sure why not
Bruce: this is going to get interesting
Clint: I’m ready to take screenshots
You: I’m naming my dog peter
Steve: why?
You: because he’s my favourite daddy
You: duh
(Y/N) has left the chat
Tony: what
Steve: pardon
Bruce: AJAJAJA IM SCREAMING AND WHEEZING AT THE SAME TIME I CANT
Clint: OH MY GOD BYE
Bruce has been disconnected
Clint: I’m totally… going to… see if he’s okay… and not laugh about this
Clint has left the chat
Steve: I can’t believe this
Tony: …
Steve: you have your suit right?
Tony: already putting it on
Steve: the shield?
Tony: it’s right where you left it
Steve: it’s time to go squash a spider
Steve has left the chat
Tony has left the chat
This is honestly so beautiful and really captures Bev as a character, it also makes me want to write for her so much more ??
Please take time out of your day to listen to this if you haven’t already!
premise: when druig bets you that he can make you fall in love with him before christmas it quickly turns complicated when the lines of friendship get blurred, and cute dates turn into shared breaths between bed sheets.
pairing: druig x (f)reader
warnings: friends to lovers, super cheesy cliche content, slight very slight slow burn, mutual pining, unrequited love, sexual content, angst, fluff. you are in control of your reading consumption so if you don’t vibe with any of the above please do not go on. 18+ only minors dni, you will be blocked.
word count: n/a
etc: i’m in the mood for christmas content and i will find any excuse to write more for this man! this is an au therefore no eternals spoilers nor is druig an eternal. chapters will be added as they are posted, obvisouly, and i will gladly take blurb requests for this series once it gets going so feel free to send something in! if you’d like to suffer: listen to iris by the goo goo dolls while devouring this content, you’re welcome xoxo.
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