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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    Dick was a nice guy. Really. But he couldn’t help but shove you against the wall whenever he saw you.

    Or, a Dick Grayson x Assassin! Reader ficlet based on the tumblr prompt: 'Really Nice Guy Who Hates Only You'.

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    07 Dec 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 24

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    My heart dropped all of the way to my stomach feeling a hand come up from behind me and clasp down onto my mouth.

    Fuck! Fuck!

    I grabbed onto the hand and tried to use my other arm and elbow the man behind me. He felt my struggling and caught my arm only to twist it around to pin it against my back. A small whimper came out of my mouth feeling the pain of my arm being in a weird position. “Fuck! Get off of me!” He didn’t budge. I continued to struggle until he roughly pinned my back to the forest floor. “Stop! Please! Fuck!” I could barely see anything as the sun was soon gone from the horizon.

    I could feel the man hovering above me with his hands holding my arms down as his knees were planted into the ground on each side of my waist. True fear spiked in my chest now seeing the white of the mask he had on. He leaned in to get closer to my face before he raised a finger to the black painted plastic lips, telling me to be quiet as he gestured to the trees in the background.

    What did I just get myself into?

     

    |𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐢: "𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐞"; 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.|

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    29 Sep 2024

  3. Public Bookmark 82

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    These are basically one shots I've been writing ever since my obsession with this god damn bastard began. They're kind of an insight on the life of someone who lives with him. It's written in first person because I don't really fancy the use of "y/n" or anything like that, nor am I very skilled at writing in second person (a.k.a. "you [something]"), and I feel like first person works as a way of leaving a lot to the reader's imagination and it's not so "omniscient"? (then again, I can't really use 2nd person so I might be wrong).
    Anyway, enough rambling. Hope you enjoy!

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    17 Jul 2023

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    “Fear,” he smiled as if he was making a joke you didn’t yet understand, “shouldn’t control you. Not when it comes to opportunities like this."

    You’re silent, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth. Frozen in indecision, eyes focused on a random paper on his desk.

    Then he said your name quietly.

    “Fear only has as much power as you want to give it."

     You looked him in his eyes- his crystal clear eyes, penetrating and sharp in their clarity- and the words spilled from your mouth like you’d been put under a spell. 

    Hypnotized, like always.

    “Alright. Then I’ll do it.”

    or you accept an offer to TA for Dr. Jonathan Crane's Psychology of Fear class and everything goes to shit from there.

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    24 Jun 2023

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    It raised a gloved hand toward your face, and you froze in pure animal terror. You were going to die. Considering your place of employment, it wasn’t a surprise it would end this way.

    The hand hovered inches from your face. The SCP had paused, its fingers almost touching your cheek, and then it changed course. It brushed the loose strands of hair from your face.

    It touched you. The smooth leather of its glove grazed your temple, putting the hairs back in place behind your ear. It was a light touch, barely there, but more than enough to kill you.

    And yet, you still breathed.

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    01 Jan 2023