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Daddy Issues Tim Drake x Reader

Request: could I request an imagine where the reader has been teasing Tim/ being really provocative the whole day until he snaps and has pretty angry sex with them, with a lot of payback teasing? thank you xx

Warnings: Swearing, Smut.  Read at your own risk

AN: Second time writing smut so idk how this’ll work out.  This is prob really cringey.

It’s been three weeks since you and Tim had sex.  Three weeks without him doing or saying anything.  Your first try was when you woke up.  With Tim still sleeping, you rubbed your backside against his front, noticing he was getting hard.  He groaned and woke up; rubbing his eyes.  You turned around and began to kiss him.  Not in the mood he pushed you away and got out of the bed.

You groaned and rolled over in bed.  Not knowing why he didn’t pay attention to you.  

He’d been busy working on one of his cases; which apparently took precedence over you. It the second attempt, you went to his office.  You sat in his lap and kissed his jaw.  “Tim,” you say, “Why don’t we go do something else.  When he doesn’t respond you begin kissing down his neck.

He nudged you away and focused on the computer.  “Y/N I need to work on the case.  Later.”  You groaned and stayed on his lap, pulling on his hair.  “Please Daddy?” you pleaded.  You were beyond desperate.  Too focused to hear you, he didn’t answer.  You rolled your eyes and gave up; not noticing him hiding a hard on and blushing.

The last try was at dinner.  You, Tim, Bruce, Dick, Damian sat; waiting for Alfred to bring out the food.  After it was brought out, you all began eating.  You formed a plan in your mind, and you smirked.  While Tim was in mid-bite, your hand trailed up his thigh.  He choked on his food and looked at you.  Feigning innocence, you asked “Tim are you okay?”

Tim cleared his throat and nodded his head.  “I’m fine,” he said.  Giving you and look, he went back to his food.  Instead of stopping, your hand went higher and squeezed.  He started groaning; attracting his family’s attention.  Bruce and Dick held in laughs, knowing what was happening.  Damian had no idea and asked “Drake chew your food properly or you’ll choke.”  

Your boyfriend stood up with reddened cheeks.  “I… I um…” he stuttered.  “We have to go and work on a case.”  He grabbed your arm and pulled you up the steps towards his room.  Laughs coming from the dining room.  When you got to the room you were ready for him to go back to his cases.  Instead, you were surprised when he pushed you against the wall; his lips attacking your neck and sucking.  Pulling away when he heard you moan.  

“Someone’s been a bad girl.  Do you know what happens to bad girls?” Tim asked.  When you didn’t answer he gripped you tighter.  “They get punished.”  He finished.  You looked leaned towards him and whispered, “Punish me Daddy.”

His fingers dipped into your underwear and you pushed your hips against them.  He played with your clit and played with your opening.  “Please…” you begged.  You needed him them and there.  You couldn’t wait anymore.  Your eyes were hazy and you looked at him.  “Please Ti-” your moan cut your words off.  He pushed a finger inside of you and moved it slowly.  Slowly, he built up a faster pace and continued to add another finger.  “Tim-Daddy,” you mewled.  “I’m gonna cum.  Please.”  

You whimpered when you felt his fingers pull out of you.  “You don’t get to come until I say you can.  Only good girls get to come,” Tim said.  “On your knees baby.”  You didn’t hesitate to drop onto your knees and unbuckle his pants.  As soon as his dick sprung out you wrapped your lips around him.  His groans got louder as you took more of him in your mouth.  “You can take more,” Tim said. He took a hold of your hair and began to thrust himself into your mouth.  You bobbed your head and took him all the way.  “Fuck,” he cursed.

He pulled himself out of your mouth and pulled you up.  He pushed you onto the bed and pounced on you.  Without a warning, he plunged his shaft into you and began to trust.  You moaned and arched your back up, moving your hips to meet with his.  When you reached for you clit, Tim smacked your hand away; playing with it himself.  He drew circles on it and made you moan in pleasure, clenching around his dick.  

“Do you want to come?” he asked.  You nodded your head, unable to speak.  He pulled your hair, making you look at him.  “Why should Daddy let you come?”  When you didn’t answer he pulled harder.  “Because I want to make Daddy happy.  Please…” you pleaded.  Tim gripped your hips tightly, probably tight enough to leave bruises.  His thrusts became frantic and brutal.  He continued to toy with your clit, pressing down harder, desperate to feel you come apart around him. In just a few strokes you came hard, pulsing around him making him cum. 

Tim pulled his member out and pulled you into his arms.  Kissing your forehead, he whispered praises.  Soon after you both passed out in his bed.

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Last Official Update

Im sure you guys have noticed that I haven’t been active on either of my accounts for months. The last time I updated anything was when I was admitted into the hospital for serious health concerns. Since then, I’ve been in and out, as well as attending physical therapy. I’m thankful to have made it out in the condition that I did, but it has been extremely mentally and physically taxing on me and my family. I can’t bring myself to write and use this blog because of my mental health and I feel like you guys deserve better than that. Im about to start college and I am beginning a new chapter of my life. Basically, this is goodbye.

I started this account when I was in 7th/8th grade, and I’m now a high school graduate. I want to thank all of you guys for an amazing 6 1/2 years, you’ve all given me so many great memories and I’ve met so many amazing people who have bettered my life in ways unexplainable. By the Wednesday the 15th I will have my account archived and I will no longer be logged into this account.

Thank you all for an amazing 6 1/2 years. I will never forget the happiness y’all brought me.

-Alex

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Hey guys, this is a bit personal but I wanted to take a minute to talk to y’all about something. About a week and a half ago I was hospitalized for something totally unexpected. I’ve been in the hospital ever since so that explains my lack of posting. Sadly, I’m not in the clear yet and I will need to be in a rehab facility until I start to get better. I don’t know when I’ll be back but I ask that you guys please keep me and my family in your prayers

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You sitting next to Din in the Razor Crest high as a kite from some weird plant you ate*

You whispering to Din while looking at the stars: I have a confession to make

Din trying not to laugh : do tell

You: what if the reason I can hear the stars talking is because I never licked sand

Din: what if you don’t ever eat random berries again

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I’ve gotten a lot of new followers so what better way to introduce myself than with these asks!

unusual(ish) asks <3

who’s your celebrity crush?

are you single or taken?

rant. just do it

do you think its ok to separate the artist from the art?

how many accounts do you have?

how many pairs of shoes do you have?

opinion on… (specify to the person you’re asking to)

how many accounts do you follow?

favorite brand of clothing?

name a dog

what unusual talent do you have?

what’s the most interesting schools gossip you’ve ever heard?

ever prank called a store?

what’s your coffee order?

what’s a question do you constantly get asked?

if you had to get a tattoo right now, what would you get and where?

google the top song from the year you were born

rant about your favorite musician 

what’s your favorite teacher you’ve ever had?

describe your blog in 3-5 words

what’s a conspiracy you believe in?

if you could see any concert tonight what would you choose?

if you could break one of your bad habits which would you choose?

can you dance? sing?

what’s something you can’t stop buying?

crowds or small groups?

how long before a trip do you pack?

what celebrity would you rate a PERFECT 10?

what quote or inspirational setting do you think is bs?

if you had to dye your hair an unnatural color right now, what would you choose?

you can change one thing about your life right now. what are you changing?

how old do you get mistaken for?

what do you think about a lot

do you like your hogwarts house or do you wish you were a different one?

what does home mean to you?

what do you think you’d be arrested for?

have you ever been called down to the principals office?

post a picture of the outfit you would choose if you could have any outfit you wanted

describe your aesthetic

answer with one of your ‘school memes’ (inside jokes you have with your class/grade) with no explanation 

feel free to reblog or send me some if you’d like! this took forever so reblog please!

#please send some in yall

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Finn: Rey, do you dare me to kiss Poe?

Rey: What? No?

Finn, standing up from table: Rey I can’t believe you’re making me do this

Rey: I’m not making y-

Finn, walking towards Poe: Here I go!

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Hello! I wanted to ask. If it would be okay with you. Could you write a fic about a black batmom?About her hair and how Alfred takes pride in helping her maintain it. Steph is OBSSESSED with it too. How long if takes her kids to realise how whitewashed Gotham High Society is. And they find out how dirt poor she was growing up in the hood. Please write about black batmom. There are too many fics that are exclusively white but I'd like at least one Explicitly black

Hi I know I haven’t made an official announcement yet but I no longer write fanfic anymore. But I wish you luck in finding someone else to write your request :)

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Words Unspoken - Din Djarin x Reader

Author’s Note: Good morning everyone! I finally completed another One shot from my never shrinking list of requets 🤣. I’m planning on having at least one more out this week along with a couple other things, but I’ll make a separate post about that later today at somepoint. Any who, I hope you all enjoy it and as always i love to hear your feedback! Also! Thank you to my lovely beta readers @anniebombannie and @amberthefiredemon! They have been such a blessing to me an helped me out a ton!

Request: Can you do a Din x Armorers apprentice!Reader where they kind of have an unspoken thing going on, and in ep 8 where din comes upon the pile of armor in the tunnels, he finds readers helmet in the pile and assumes the worst, but she comes around the corner with the armorer in snazzy new armor and Din is all *heart eyes*. And Din is all “I thought I lost you” and they have this really intimate moment amongst all the chaos and they do the thing where they rest their foreheads together.? Tysm!  (requested by @emma-frxst)

Word Count: 1.8k   

Warnings: angst, fluff, death.

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You and Din had known each other your entire lives. Having grown up together as neighbors, it was inevitable that you would form a friendship as children. However, this also meant that you were together the day your village was attacked. Your parents had immediately scooped you up from your bedroom and ran frantically from the house to meet up with Din’s parents and tried to escape the droid attack in vain. Your parents had died that day, and the Mandalorians had taken both you and Din in as foundlings. 

You both began your journey to become Mandalorians together. You ate together, trained together, took the creed together, and even cried together when the nightmares plagued your sleep. And as the years went on, this bond turned into more, and you both found yourselves falling hard for one another. Although you never outwardly told one another how you felt, you both knew. And even though you had not physically seen one another in decades, you could still feel the connection you had. However, when it came time to choose your paths in the covert, fate pulled you each in different directions. 

You knew Din was a fighter. A warrior. And while you could fight well, you felt a calling to work with your hands and help in other ways. So, you chose the path of becoming the Armorer’s apprentice. 

She had taken you on happily, stating “It’s nice to have someone who understands they can help in other ways than brute force.”

However, these different paths meant that you and Din rarely saw each other, and when you did it was in fleeting touches and soft words spoken in the few moments you had together. It killed you two. And that’s how you ended up standing in front of Din in your small quarters within the covert six months ago, as he told you of his plan to rescue the asset he had turned over earlier that day.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, gloved hands rubbing together anxiously, avoiding the unmoving gaze of the beskar helmet in front of you, “I’m sorry I can’t be there to help you.”

Din shook his head taking your hands in his own, “We can’t change the path that we’re destined for,” he reassures.

You just shrug your shoulders, “I know but-“ you pause steadying your shaking voice before continuing, “I’m just scared of what will happen to you. I never know if you’re okay until you walk back through that door,” you whimper.

You hear the man in front of you let out a quiet scoff, “Don’t be stupid. You can’t get rid of me that easily,” he jokes.

You let out a quiet laugh before looking over his new beskar armor, a reward for the very bounty he was going to take back, a reward you helped create, and you lean your head forward, relishing in the soft clink of metal against metal as Din lets his forehead meet yours. A Mandalorian kiss. 

“Just be safe, okay?” you ask quietly, hands squeezing his softly, “I don’t know what I’d do if you don’t come back.”

Din lets out  soft sigh before pulling away from you reluctantly, hands coming to rest on the sides of your helmet, “I’ll come back as soon as I can. I promise.”

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Sebastian Stan posted this on his IG and then John Boyega tweeted this:

I'm dyingggg

Anyways stan actors revolting against the Mouse!!

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Rules When Requesting

I won’t do any ships that promote/imply incestuous behaviors

Please send in one request at a time

If you want something that is VERY specific please message me after you send your prompt in so I can work it out with you

Most of my fics are gender neutral unless otherwise asked (same goes for traits like hair, eye color, etc.)

I don’t do smut

If I don’t feel comfortable with the prompt or see myself writing it I have a right to refuse it

If you’re sending a request from the prompt list please include the title and number

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Jason Todd in Bed Headcanon

Request: Can you please do headcanons for what jason todd is like in bed and maybe his kinks as well? Thank you!

Um this boy definitely has some kinks

At least I feel that he would

DADDY KINK OH MY GOD

And hickies

So many hickies

He just lives for covering you in hickies.  They’re everywhere

Praise Kink?

Like he’ll tell you how good you’re doing over and over again

He could probably go on for a REALLY long time.  And he does

Sometimes he’ll just eat you out for hours before doing anything

He just loves to eat you out

He’s so skilled at it too

During sex he’s probably fast and rough

But then sometimes he’ll go really slow to tease you

Oh god he’s such a tease

I feel like he’s really vocal during sex

He’ll probably moan really loud if you scratch/bite down too hard

And he’s always moaning

Afterwards he always makes sure that he wasn’t too hard

Like he makes sure that you’re ok and then he covers you in kisses and is just really affectionate

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine

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Trust and Intuition

Chapter 2- The Escape Rating: PG

Masterlist in bio, story is also tagged

When the Mandalorian got back to his ship, the child was awake. He greeted his caregiver at the door with a wide smile. Mando put his bags down and scooped the child up into his arms.

“Sorry I was longer than I thought,” he told the child in a soft voice, “But I brought you something to eat.”

The child cooed as he grabbed a hold of the Mandalorian’s arm, happy to see him again. Mando carried the baby to another room on the ship and set him down at a little table. He sat a small bowl in front of his foundling before he sat down opposite him.

As he watched the baby gleefully eat, his eyes drifted to the pile behind him. On top of that pile lay the embroidered duffle bag he took from you after your fight. Mando was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice the child stopped eating and just looked up at him. He felt the gaze of those big, wide eyes and it shook him out of his trance. The two stared at each other for a few minutes, and seemed to have a conversation without any words.

After some time, the Mandalorian sighed, “Come on,” he said as he reached for the child and headed for the door. He also picked up the duffle bag on the way out.

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Ummm I wrote this like a year ago and haven’t looked at it since so excuse the messiness

Don’t Make Me Tell Him

Request: Number 29 for Tim and Damian (platonic) please

 “Carry me”

Pairing: Tim Drake and Damian Wayne (VERY MUCH PLATONIC)

Word Count: 688

Warnings: Like one curse word

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Don’t Make Me Tell Him

Request: Number 29 for Tim and Damian (platonic) please

 “Carry me”

Pairing: Tim Drake and Damian Wayne (VERY MUCH PLATONIC)

Word Count: 688

Warnings: Like one curse word

     “You know, this would be going by a lot faster if you helped me find clues instead of looking at paintings.”

     Damian in fact did not stop looking at the paintings, per Tim’s suggestion.  Instead, he gave Tim a small tut and moved onto the next painting.  His eyes were immediately drawn to the corner of the painting’s frame, where the numbers 3-0-2-2 were carved.  He made a mental note before turning his attention back to the other man in the room.  

     “Cease your whining Drake.  If you were as intelligent as my grandfather makes you out to be you’d see that the paintings are the clues.”  Without waiting for Tim to respond, Damian made his way to the keypad and began punching the code into it.  As soon as the pad beeped Damian turned the handle and entered the room.  

     Tim made his way into the room after Damian, and boy did he look shocked.  How Damian knew to look at the paintings was beyond him.  Not saying anything to each other, the two boys began to search the room for anything that might lead to the artifact.  The first move Tim made was towards the painting by the window, which wasn’t exactly the smartest.  

     Unbeknownst to Tim, Penguin had set invisible laser around the painting, so as soon as Tim stepped through, the lasers became visible and an alarm rang out.  But before he could move himself out of the way, Damian grabbed onto his arm and yanked him out of the way.  The two of them landed on the floor with a loud oof.

     Tim rolled over and began to assess himself for any injuries.  When he found none he stood and assessed the area for a way out.  

     “Thanks but I could’ve handled myself Robin.”  He expected to be met with a snarky answer, but instead he heard a groan.  Quickly, he spun around and found that Damian had gotten a dagger launched into his shoulder.  “Jesus Damian.  Next time give a guy a heads up.”  Damian glared instead of answering.  

     “Well next time you feel like walking into a trap I’ll let you.”  The younger of the two stood up and clutched at his shoulder where the dagger was impaled.  Wordlessly, he pulled it out, dropped it to the floor, and began walking back out the door.  He stopped when he heard the multiple voices coming their way.  

     “Shit,” Tim whispered to himself.  He walked over to the window and kicked it open.  “Looks like we’re gonna have to grapple out of here Demon Brat.”  Damian said nothing and walked over to Tim’s side.  He glanced and Tim with a raised brow and pointed at his shoulder.

     “You’re going to carry me Drake.”  Tim spluttered out an answer.  

     “Why the hell would I do that.  Don’t be a brat, you can grapple with an injured shoulder.”

     Damian smirked at the teen and crossed his arms.  Uh oh Tim thought to himself.  A smirking Damian never meant anything good.  

     “If you don’t carry me I’m going to tell father you were reckless and got me stabbed.”  Tim made no move to deny Damian’s word.  There’s no way he was serious.  “Don’t make me tell him Drake.”

     He opened his mouth to argue, but when the door was kicked open he had no chance but to grab Damian and fly out the window.  Tim brought them two blocks away before landing on an apartment rooftop.  He turned towards the boy and pointed his finger at him and said “I’m not doing that again.”

     Damian looked at him and raised his finger to press the comms line.  He kept his eye contact with Tim as he said,

     “Father, I thought you should kno-”  Tim immediately flew to his brother and covered his mouth, stopping him from finishing the sentence,    

     “Jesus I’ll carry you home,” said Tim.  He crouched down and allowed Damian to climb onto his back before turning his head.  “But don’t ever say I’m not a good brother.”  He shot the grapple before muttering to himself.  “Stupid demon brat.”

     “I heard that Drake.”

#Tim Drake imagine #Red Robin imagine #damian wayne imagine #Robin imagine #Tim Drake #Red Robin #Damian Wayne #Robin #Platonic ship only #dc imagine #Batbros being batbros

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reblog this n tag it w how tall u r im curious

#4’11 🤪🤪

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To Be So Lonely

AN: So this is a crappy attempt at writing.  Sorry if it’s not good I haven’t written since last year 

Request: Hello!! Love all of you work and it always brings a smile to my face!! OK for some ideas: Angst? How about some angst with one of the bat boys where the reader feels alone or just forgotten?? Like the readers birthday could be coming up and the reader never really goes off about it and the bat boy forgets or doesn't idk? Anyways I so sorry if that was a mess but hope you enjoy the idea!!

Requested by @societiessaltytears

Pairing: Tim Drake x Reader

Warnings: Attempted Angst

You hated how he made you feel. All the nights left alone, dates rescheduled only to be cancelled again, the sinking weight of being ignored night after night. It was all becoming too much for you.  

You love Tim with all of your being, there’s no doubt about it. But more days than not it felt like your love wasn’t enough to keep this relationship going. Yes, you knew what you were getting into when you said yes to dating him. You knew that on most nights Tim would be out until the crack of dawn. You knew some of your plans would be cancelled, and you were willing to make those sacrifices. But what you didn’t anticipate was how bad it could get.  

Ignored text messages turned into cancelled dates. Cancelled dates turned into not seeing him for weeks on end, and eventually, he was missing big things like your birthday. That night ended in tears from you and a promise that he would try harder to spend time with you. His promise lasted about a month before he went right back to his own ways.    

Foolishly, you never said anything and allowed him to continue blowing you off. No matter what you always waited for him to pay attention to you. You were so blinded by your love that you forced yourself to ignore the loneliness that overtook your life.

But this was the last straw. For months you reminded Tim of your graduation and every time he swore on his life that he would be there. Yet when the day came he was nowhere to be found. You saw Bruce and the others, and hell, even the Titans had managed to come. It hurt that your own boyfriend didn’t bother to show up, but it hurt more when you heard he missed your graduation to hang out with Cassie.  

Later that night you found yourself in the comfort of your shower. Eyes closed and forehead pressed against the wall, you were lost in the feeling of the warm water showering over your body. You were so lost that you didn’t even notice Tim’s presence until he wrapped his arms around you. He trailed kisses onto your neck and shoulders. His voice carried out softly.  

“I’m sorry I missed the ceremony.” You scoffed and tore your body away from his. Snatching back the shower curtain you grabbed your towel and began to angrily pat yourself dry before making your way into the room. “Wha- babe where are you going?”

There were no words to explain how hurt you felt at this moment. How dare he skip your graduation and then act like he did nothing wrong. And seeing him skid out the bathroom with confusion on his face was the last straw for you. All those nights of heartbreak and loneliness suddenly came out. Tears poured from your eyes like a waterfall.

“I can’t keep doing this Tim,” a hiccup interrupted you. “I can’t keep pretending that it’s okay whenever you blow me off. I can’t keep going to bed everything hoping that you’ll be here when I wake up. I have spent the past year alone because you’re too busy for me.” You looked up at him to see shame written all over his face. He opened his mouth a few times before deciding to stay silent. “I hate every single time I sit there and let you promise that you’ll change. Every time I lie to myself and tell myself you’re doing something important. And most nights I lay in bed and have to convince myself that you still love me! Do you even want me anymore?” Your voice tapered off into a sob. You had to sit on the bed because of how bad you were shaking.

Tim frowned at your words. Of course I love you he thought to himself. He knew that it was wrong for him to cancel so many times but he thought you were okay with it. And now that he thought about it he saw that he cancelled too many times for it to be close to okay.  

“Of course I love you [Y/N],” he said with a shaky voice. “I didn’t-” he stopped to consider his words. “I didn’t even realize I was ignoring you this much. I’m sorry baby please let me make it up to you.”

His words did nothing to stop your tears. In fact, they had caused you to cry even more. Tim watched as you folded over your knees and sobbed harder. He reached out to touch you but withdrew last minute.  

“I’m done Tim,” you cried out. “I can’t put myself through this anymore. I can’t deal with the loneliness anymore!”  

He shook his head at you. “Don’t say that. You’re sad and you’re not thinking straight [Y/N]!” A surge of anger had rushed through his body.  None of this makes sense.  His fists clenched by his side and his body went rigid. “We’ll talk this out when you’re thinking rationally.” His footsteps began to walk away from you. You looked up to see him walking to the window with his uniform already halfway on. You gulped and stared at the wall in front of you.

“This is the most rational I’ve ever been about us.” You said with a wobbly voice. Your ears picked up on him jumping out the window and grappling away from your apartment.

 And just like that, it was over. Your efforts were wasted and you found yourself left in an all too familiar situation. And all you could do was sit there and hold yourself while you cried.

#tim drake x reader #batfam imagine #tim drake imagine #red robin x reader #red robin imagine #tim drake #Timothy drake x reader

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