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bre4th · 8 months

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Just to add to the last few posts.

PLEASE DO NOT PUT MY FICS INTO AI. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL THEM. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST.

I try really, really hard with my writing. I love doing it. I love doing it for myself and I love sharing it with you guys. I put a lot of effort into everything I post, including graphics and playlists. Please don’t take that away from me by comparing what I do to what a robot can pump out ten seconds.

Please encourage writers in the most uplifting way you can. Please reblog, please comment, please share your thoughts and feelings with us. Tell us what you like, what you hope for. Share your excitement for the fandom, for the fics, for our work, for our plot lines and ideas. We’ll share it back.

Writers, content creators, we work so hard for free and compared to how tumblr was years ago, we receive very little in return. Add a sideblog, share your favourite stories, write a little review, send your favourite writer some feedback and some love. It’s free - just like our stories.

Please don’t let AI and the assumption that tumblr has an algorithm that works like tiktok ruin content creators love for sharing their work.

#psa

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bre4th · 9 months

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⟡ ׅ ﹙ 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭﹚

my inbox is open ❣️ read my carrd for what i will and won’t write.

beach day | jason todd x reader

summary: fluff, the sillies, jason had a beach day w the fam and got fucked up

sunburns at lake houses | peter parker x reader

summary: fluff, peter has sensitive skin, never say no to aunt may

favorite dates | ghost x reader, soap x reader

fluff, what the title says.

drabbles;

thoughts ab simon riley + jason todd meeting

I will not specify things such as hair type or color, body type or color, gender, orientation, and such unless explicitly asked for in a request.

#masterlist #x reader #jason todd #peter parker #jason todd x reader #peter parker x reader #spiderverse #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #soap x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #mw2 #mw2 x reader #141 x reader #bre4th

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bre4th · 9 months

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favorite dates w/ ghost & soap.

notes: gender neutral reader. no physical descriptions. non-sx nudity & alcohol consumption (with soap). vulnerable simon.

⟣ simon “ghost” riley - baking

- the comfort he gets out of being able to do mundane tasks with who he loves <3

- at first, he’s nervous. the peace that washes over him is unfamiliar. he lets the feeling sit and learns to enjoy it.

- he’d gladly do thumbprint heart cookies with you with slight complaints, of course. you show him a video of the process & how you’d each take turns pressing your finger into the mold. he raised his brow and side eyes you.

- “that’s got to be unsanitary.”

- “which is why why we wash our hands, simon.”

- you’ve got this beefy military man in your kitchen who isn’t used to delicacy, a man who you have to remind to stir the batter softly and to “be gentle with it”.

- he looks at the bowl, scoffs, and starts mixing extremely slow while staring at you.

- once the mix is done, you show him how to roll it in your palms and flatten the batter to flat circles.

- he repeats what you’ve done, and all you can focus on is how big his hands look, how sculpted his arms are.

- he mumbles, “this right?” and looks so cute subtly asking for your approval.

⟣ john “soap” mactavish - romantic baths

- long stares and soft kisses as you wait for the tub to fill

- pinterest-worthy setup. warm, dyed water and bubbles with candles on the tub’s corner.

- he has a secret stash of bath bombs from lush for you to choose from.

- a glass bottle of alcohol sits outside of the tub that you share

- his back to the bath and your back to his chest

- adjusting his back cuz its been a while and it aches, but he doesn’t wanna move too much to inconvenience u. you feel so warm and look so comfortable resting on him.

- rubbing his hand up and down your side, his other hand occupied with holding the glass over the side if the tub

- the water isn’t as hot as it was before, your fingers tracing his thighs begin to slow, and he knows it’s time to get up and go to sleep.

this was a little something to motivate myself to write more often and its hrrgh so messy and unreviewed but i wanted to publish it so bad. edits might be put on here l8r

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bre4th · 9 months

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“wyd”

oh nothing just thinking ab how jason todd and simon riley would either get along terribly or extremely well and the source of this would be trauma dumping.

jason: “I died”

simon: “I was buried in a coffin. alive.”

jason: “???? okay me too. I had to crawl out of it myself”

simon: “And what’d you think I did to get out? Hover?”

thinking about beefy men <3333333

#jason todd #jason is lactose intolerant #simon ghost riley #simon riley #jason todd x reader #simon riley x reader #bre4th

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bre4th · 9 months

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just wanted to hop on tumblr and give an update! first of all, thank you all for the love on my fics ❣️ i’m not sure when i’ll post more, but i have tons of ideas in mind for my next one. my askbox is always open for any requests, comments, or just to talk. i hope today treats you well 💕

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #tasm! peter parker x reader #prob gonna write hcs for task force 141 next #task force 141 x reader #cuz im sick of the mischaracterization #then again almost all of the character i like r mischaracterized cuz this is tumblr but wtvr .

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bre4th · 10 months

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𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬

peter b. parker x reader

genre: fluff, the sillies, peter had a beach day w/ aunt may and got fucked up

wc: 0.5k

can be read as platonic or romantic ⨾ no prns or description for the reader

remixed from a previous fanfic of mine. tasm peter parker is in mind, but any goofy peter would work tbh

𓂃 PETER B. PARKER was invited by his aunt May to hang out with her and and her friends at one of their “little lake houses,” he snarkily told you through the phone. You were lounging on your couch in the living room, previously sleeping before Peter called and woke you to let you know where he was. It was 11:00 am, and he had almost arrived at his destination, but carried some light nerves. Aunt May was very keen on her friends meeting Peter, and he didn’t feel like he could deny her — she’s his Aunt May, for heaven’s sake. Even after you reminded him it would be alright and he could “leave whenever”, he sighed, but agreed. You knew he wouldn’t actually leave, especially if something very wrong happened⨾ he obviously cared for his Aunt and genuinely enjoyed being with her. A little extra socializing wouldn’t do him any harm.

“I feel like she’s treating me like a ten year old,” he complained.

You laughed and remarked, “That’s because you are.” You heard a dejected scoff followed by a groan at the end of the other line. You pestered him to remember to put on sunscreen, but he brushed it off, jokingly reminding you “a hero never forgets,” and hung up.

. . . He forgot to wear sunscreen. He was busy occupying himself by mentally preparing to talk to new people who would squish his cheeks and prod at his current dating status.

His sensitive shoulders got sunburnt in record time, and tried covering it up by putting a towel around his neck - but he couldn’t hide it as long as he wanted to.

Peter tried entering quietly, because he knew you would laugh and tarnish his ego. To his dismay, you were still on the couch that faced the door. As soon as he stepped through the door of your shared home, you could easily see his cheeks and nose had an immense red flush, as if his insides were coated with tomato paste and the only thing keeping him from not looking completely red was his skin. Peter’s eyes met yours and saw the immediate change in your facial expression.

fuck. “Don’t laugh.”

You somewhat expected him to get sunburnt, but not to this extent. Your brows bulged up and practically raised over your forehead, and your mouth parted open in shock - was New York’s summer sun really this bad? Had he spent his entire time attempting to tan?

Holding in an attempt to not snort, you tried to tease but were at a loss for words, saying “Y- you look . . .”

“Perfectly fin-”

“Ridiculous, stupid, out of place, like an idiot,” you interrupted.

Peter knew you were joking, and chose to exaggerate his embarrassment by deflating like a balloon. Shoulders hunched and smile trying to be hid, he slugged his way to the bathroom mirror to see if it was really that bad.

It really can’t be. I’d have some kind of extra spider sense… or something… to let me know.

He opened the door.

“. . . Oh.”

me posting this as if i didn’t write the same damn thing but w/ jason todd // ignore the 2 mil tags… the urge to get a good reach is hitting hard

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bre4th · 11 months

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𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲

jason todd x reader

genre: fluff, the sillies, jason had a beach day w the fam and got fucked up

wc: 460

can be read as platonic or romantic ⨾ no prns or description for the reader

𓂃 JASON TODD was invited by Duke to hang out with him and his brothers at one of “Brucie’s extravagant little beach houses,” he snarkily told you through the phone. You were lounging on your couch in the living room, previously sleeping before Jason called and woke you to let you know where he was. It was 11:00 am, and he had almost arrived at his destination, but carried some light nerves. Even after you reminded him it would be alright and he could “leave whenever”, he sighed but agreed. You knew he wouldn’t leave unless something very wrong happened⨾ he obviously secretly cared for his siblings and genuinely enjoyed being with them.

You pestered him to remember to put on sunscreen, but he brushed it off, jokingly reminding you “a hero never forgets,” and hung up.

The inevitable happened.

. . . He forgot to wear sunscreen. He was busy occupying himself and mentally preparing to talk to Bruce, since he hadn’t had a full conversation with him in a while.

His sensitive shoulders got sunburnt in record time, and tried covering it up by putting a towel around his neck (he was pushed into the water before he could take his shirt off, and it was still sopping wet) - but he couldn’t hide it as long as he wanted to.

Jason tried entering quietly, because he knew you would laugh and tarnish his ego. To his dismay, you were still on the couch that faced the door. As soon as he stepped through the door of your shared home, you could easily see his cheeks and nose had an immense red flush, as if his insides were coated with tomato paste and the only thing keeping him from not looking completely red was his skin. Jason’s eyes met yours and saw the immediate change in your facial expression.

Fuck. “Don’t laugh.”

You somewhat expected him to get sunburnt, but not to this extent. Your brows bulged up and practically raised over your forehead, and your mouth parted open in shock - was Gotham’s summer sun really this bad? Had he spent his entire time attempting to tan?

Holding in an attempt to not snort, you tried to tease but were at a loss for words, saying “Y- you look . . .”

“Perfectly fin-”

“Ridiculous, stupid, out of place, like an idiot,” you interrupted.

Jason knew you were joking, and chose to exaggerate his embarrassment by deflating like a balloon. Shoulders hunched and smile attempting to be hid, he slugged his way to the bathroom mirror to see if it was really that bad.

I couldn’t feel it while I was messing around with my brothers everyone, he thought as he dragged himself to the bathroom. He opened the door and was met with his reflection in the mirror.

“. . .Oh.”

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bre4th · 2 years

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“I’m a Jason Todd apologist”

Apologist? For what? He’s never done anything wrong in his life

#jason todd #jason is lactose intolerant #i love jason todd

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