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long-live-astronerd-ghost-king · 1 year

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Bonus DP x DC prompt “Star-crossed lovers” to this prompt where Batclan ship “Pitch Pearl”

"Give me my Romeo, and, when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun." -Juliet (act 3, scene 2)

Red Hood stays in Amity Park to observe the situation after the romantic conflict resolution between Fenton and Phantom.

One day from a rooftop next to the Fenton Works he sees Fenton putting toxic ectoplasm in a bottle on the table, sighing and pouring it into a glass.

The horror of plunging into the Lazarus pit flashes before Jason’s eyes. Who would be crazy enough to want to experience such a thing? And for what?

As a proud bookworm, he could not help but remember the story of Romeo and Juliet at the same moment.

"My only love sprung from my only hate, too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me that I must love my enemy." -Juliet (act 1, scene 5)

Parents who are against relationships and hate the fact that their child’s partner exists? Checked out.

Dead Romeo? Uh, yeah, definitely.

Vial of poison? Freely available in the lab.

There can be only one logical conclusion: Seeing the dead lover, Fenton thinks only about how soon to die himself.

Is Fenton ready to join his lover in the Kingdom of the Dead? He has no guarantee of returning as a ghost, so why risk it?

Jason*runs to save “Juliet”*: I defy you, stars!

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Needless to say, sleep-deprived Danny is extremely unhappy when a guy in a leather jacket breaks into his house and tries to take his lunch away.

Both boys panick, scream and absolutely not hear each other.

Jason: Don’t do this! It’s not worth it, there must be another way!

Danny: Give me my soup back, thief! Take the turkey, it’s going to go bad.

Jason: I am serious.“ Love moderately. Long love doth so.

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.” Leave the ectoplasm to the dead ones, boy.

Danny: What a coincidence, I’m already dead deep deep inside.

Jason: Don’t joke, you should talk to a therapist.

Danny: Great idea. Jazz, help! Human in the house! This is not a drill!

Jason:..In general, both of you should talk to the Justice League. They can protect Phantom from your parents, don’t worry. You are not alone.

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Fenton, sitting in front of the Justice League.

Flash: So, you and Phantom, how did you decide to start dating?

Danny: Well, what can I say in defense.. "Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty." -Romeo (act 5, scene 3)

Justice League:

Danny: Just kidding. I learned a whole quote for this. Can someone be proud of me, please?

Batman: Hmmm

Danny: Thanks. And relax, I knew him before he died. Our relationship has always been complicated but we literally can’t exist without each other. So don’t worry about our breakup, it’s unlikely.

Danny: And don’t think I’d kill myself in such a stupid way, it’s boring. You might want to be more concerned about whether or not I’m shocking myself with a Fenton portal than watching my food. My stomach is indestructible, tested by years of ecto-contaminated cooking. But I don’t want to die. All this RIP is a complete lie. Trust me.

Red Hood: You. use to eat. ectoplasm?!

Danny: Yes, it's very nutritious. But you need to develop tolerance to it, otherwise you will be able to try it only once in a lifetime.

#dp x dc prompt #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp #dp x dc #Danny Phantom #danny fenton #Jason Todd #red hood

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fryingpan1234567 · 1 year

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oh my gods I should be asleep but I can’t NOT write this

SHREEPY BATBOYS

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Wally West and Roy Harper were two of the hottest, most heroic, ginger-ish people to walk the planet.

Jason and Dick’s opinions, obviously.

Because to Tim and Damian, Conner and Jon Kent were the the most gorgeous and bright people in their worlds- and those types of people are far and few between.

It’s a rare occurrence when the Batboys’ partners are all in one place, but it is quite the sight to behold. Especially to the Waynes, who watched the interaction with more affection than any of them thought was possible.

“No, no, the Speed Force doesn’t take energy,” Wally was trying to explain to the other three, to pretty much no avail. “It gives it. It’s like… a semi-conscious stasis chamber with a little bit of heaven thrown in, I guess. Kind of.”

“That is…” Conner paused, searching for the words. “Strange. As someone who spent a good portion of his life in a stasis chamber.”

Jon, who was floating nonchalantly above Roy’s head as he cleaned his gun, made a face. “That’s kind of weird to think about in itself.”

“Are they trying to send me into an existential crisis?” Jason stage-whispered to Tim and Dick.

Tim shrugged as Dick continued making heart eyes at his nerdy boyfriend.

The group of them were hanging out in one of the many living rooms scattered throughout Wayne Manor, and the other four hadn’t quite caught on that they were being watched.

Not creepily, of course. The Waynes were too focused on such a pure interaction to be plotting anything (even Damian).

“I do not think they have noticed us yet,” Dami mused, in the same low tone, but it was a callout. A challenge.

“I know you’re there,” Jon immediately said, taking the bait. Dami and Tim exchanged a look.

“Well, it sure would be a shame if a super-boyfriend of mine had the super-hearing to listen in on this conversation about how adorable he is,” Tim added.

Damian leaned on Tim’s shoulder casually. “Very embarrassing,” he agreed.

Unfortunately, that bit of the conversation had not been spoken quietly enough for the others to not hear. As Conner shot what he thought was a covert wink in Tim’s direction (it was not covert in any way), Roy glared over at Jason and jokingly pointed the half assembled gun in his direction.

“Cheating on me with a Kent?” he said. Jason shook his head and beckoned Roy closer. “Low blow, Hood.”

“I’d never,” Jay said dramatically as Roy climbed into his lap, leaning in.

“PDA!” Tim screeched suddenly, throwing a pillow at them. Wally, Dick, Conner, and Jon lost their shit laughing.

“Would-“ Damian’s sentence was abruptly cut off with a positively massive yawn, putting even Titus to shame. “Apologies. Would anyone happen to know-?”

“When was the last time you slept??” Jon cut him off, leaning in and squinting suspiciously. Tim averted Conner’s gaze, as he guessed the conversation that was about to happen.

Dami shrugged. “I do not remember. I do not require fickle things such as sleep to function well.”

Experimentally, Jon gently ran a hand through Damian’s hair, who immediately collapsed against him and nearly passed out.

“Sure you don’t,” Jon mused. Dami could only manage a half hearted swat in his general direction.

“Tim,” Conner said, executing the previous prediction, “what about you? When did you last sleep?”

“Uhh.” Tim tried to come up with a number that was believable but an acceptable amount of sleep in Kon’s eyes. “Like. Maybe a little over twenty four hours ago?”

“Lies,” Wally declared. Tim shot him a death glare. “You’ve been with me and the Titans for two days and I can confirm you didn’t sleep a wink for any of that.”

As Jason yawned too, Roy laughed and ruffled his hair. “Looks like our Batboys need some sleep, yeah?” he suggested.

Damian was already out cold in Jon’s side, who hadn’t stopped playing with his hair since he figured out what it triggered, and Tim was zoned out like normal these days. Dick only had to take one look at the newly sleepy atmosphere of the room his siblings had created before keeling over into Wally’s lap, eliciting a muffled laugh from the speedster. Jason groaned, but moved around to lay down on the couch rather than sit, dragging Roy with him until Roy was laying on top of him like a weighted blanket and all eight of them managed to fit onto one couch.

A few hours later, at four in the afternoon, Bruce and Alfred stumbled upon the scene in the living room while searching for the boys.

Eight superkids were passed out on one couch, all tangled up and looking unfairly comfortable.

Bruce just sighs as Alfred hums approvingly, and Steph and Cass and Cara sneak up to take blackmail pictures of Damian cuddled up to both of Superman’s sons and his older brothers in one go, not to mention Jason getting anywhere near anyone other than Roy.

It was a nice moment, but then their sleep schedules were all totally fucked for like three weeks after that XD.

#birdflash #jayroy #timkon #damijon #fluff #dc

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zeroducks-2 · 9 months

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CW: me complaining about comicbook takes and being generally a bitch.

I have no problem with "bad comicbook takes" in the sense that I'm all for leaving the interpretation of what happened to the readers. That's part of why I tend not to argue with people that say shit like that Jason is wrong to be angry at Bruce. Like, ok. I disagree with you, and I will roll my eyes back into my skull, but that's still just an opinion you know?

Like imagine tomorrow someone said that Joker was right for killing Jason and maiming Barbara because Jay and Babs are annoying, and they deserved it anyway. It would be a batshit nonsense take but still someone's opinion, and I don't... Really argue with opinions? Or anyway I try not to. Think what you will, I have my bonkers opinion on things as well so yeah I get it. There is no "correct way" to experience a story anyway.

What really gets me is when someone reads a comics in which Thing happens, and then will go around saying that "actually Thing did not happen yall are just stupid lol lmao".

You want an example, I know you do.

"Dick is not the person who made Damian Robin, so Tim should not be angry at Dick for that. He should actually be angry at Alfred."

Do you are have stupid. What in the reading comprehension why is this something people are saying. I genuinely don't understand if everyone's just trolling or what.

Yes, Alfred very gently suggests that Damian should be Robin. But:

1 Alfred does not make decisions for the "family", he never has, that's not his role. Alfred exists to babysit and provide a wise word of advice to Batman (and Dick at that point in time IS BATMAN). Alfred has no decisional power over who gets to wear this or that mantle, that's Batman's decision when it comes to his sidekicks (save some exceptions of people doing whatever the fuck they wanted to like Steph or Red Hood Jason, but they still had to fight Batman's autorithy anyway).

2: Alfred suggests this and then Dick is the one who agrees, implements and enforces it. Dick takes away Robin from Tim, because it's on him as Batman to rule over these things. If Dick didn't want to do this he would have simply said "no Alfred the kid can't be Robin" and left everything as it was, but Dick instead heard the suggestion and decided to follow it.

ALFRED DID NOT MAKE DAMIAN ROBIN AND I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS NEEDS TO BE SAID.

"Tim's parents are not abusive, it's a fanon thing"

Okay this partially goes into the opinion category but it needs to be said. Tim's parents were absent for the most part of Tim's life, and that is pretty fucking abusive. Tim wasn't beaten down within an inch of his life by his father or whatever, but dude still ignored him, squandered the family money and then demanded to have a relationship with his son where Tim was emotionally open and available to his father, only then he found a new partner and went back to treating Tim like shit and ignoring him.

All of this is hella abusive and yall need to learn that abuse doesn't only mean beating someone up. Stop fucking say Tim's father was an angel I am going to set shit on fire.

#I swear people can't read #There are more btw these are just the most mind boggling ones #Dick Grayson #Tim Drake #Bad comicbook takes

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writtenjewels · 4 months

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Partner part 4

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

Jason leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, waiting impatiently for Salim to wake up. Jason wasn't a morning person by nature, but he'd been too restless to sleep last night. The knowledge that Salim would get up soon was all that kept Jason from pacing the space.

It was only his second day here and Jason was nearly crawling up the walls. He needed something to do. Salim probably thought he was doing Jason a favor by giving him so much free rein; what Jason would prefer was some sort of direction. Today promised to be a good start.

Salim finally got out of bed. He padded around his room—Jason was quick to look away when the man started to dress—and then made his way over to Jason's room. He looked a little startled to see Jason already awake and waiting for him.

“Good morning.”

“Hey,” Jason nodded back. “You ever try grits?”

“I'm not sure what that is,” Salim admitted. His eyes darted curiously over Jason. “You already dressed and bathed?”

“Uh, yeah.” He actually showered, and he did it late last night. Jason hoped the hot water would relax him enough to sleep, but it somehow had the opposite effect. As for the clothes, they were brought in from his house by Salim's servants. The plain shirts and trousers were more Jason's style than the fancy stuff available in the palace.

“So what are grits?” Salim prompted him. “Is it the 'weird shit' you promised?”

“You shouldn't sound so excited to eat weird shit,” Jason teased him. Salim responded with a smile. The guy really looked nice when he smiled. Jason let out a cough to cut through the awkward feeling building inside him. “Grits are ground corn in milk,” he explained.

“That doesn't sound too weird,” Salim decided. “It'll at least be less messy than the Sloppy Joes.” His eyes twinkled in a clear hint he was teasing. Jason had to bite his lip to keep from smiling. “Have you decided what you want to do today?” Salim asked, gesturing for Jason to sit with him.

“I figured I'd keep ya company.” Jason spoke the words casually, punctuating with a shrug. Salim's eyes brightened and his smile grew wide. Jason's lips twitched up to match.

“We'll be holding hands when we're out,” Salim reminded him. He took Jason's hand as demonstration. The grip was unexpectedly strong and calloused. Salim leaned forward, the teasing gleam returning to his eyes. “But don't worry: I won't cuddle you. I have to draw the line somewhere.” Jason let out a soft snort and gently pushed the man away.

The two chatted as they ate breakfast. Jason found he liked talking to Salim and kept trying to say things that would make the other man smile. Salim, in turn, peppered their conversation with stupid jokes.

Jason almost didn't want the moment to end. But neither did he want to stay cooped up in the palace all day, so once the meal was cleared away he followed Salim into town. The moment they were outside, Salim clasped Jason's hand. Their fingers threaded together and Salim squeezed. The last time Jason held hands with anyone, he was probably seven or eight. It was a little odd doing it now.

The two of them went around like that all day. Jason mostly stayed quiet, watching Salim interact with the people. Inevitably someone would ask, “Who is this?” Salim squeezed Jason's hand every time and smiled. “My new life partner,” he answered. It was weird the first few times, but eventually Jason got used to it.

And he got used to feeling Salim's hand. Everyone they came across thought it was a sign of intimacy, but to Jason it felt like something else. It was comfort, assurance, security. He gave Salim's hand gentle little tugs and squeezes whenever the man needed a boost. I'm here, he said with every squeeze of his hand. Salim shot him a quick look and the smile returned to his face.

It was late when they finally returned to the palace. Salim lifted Jason's hand but seemed to second-guess whatever he intended to do, and let it drop.

“That wasn't too bad, I hope?” Something about that phrasing bothered Jason.

“It was okay.”

“I won't ask you to do that often, I promise.”

“I said it was okay,” Jason snapped, the words coming out harsh.

“All right.” Some emotion flickered on Salim's face but he turned his head before Jason could understand it. “I'm going to spend some time in the garden,” Salim announced. “Have a good night.”

“Okay.” Jason didn't know what else to say. His emotions were in a confused jumble. He tried to shake himself out of it. He was only here to get away from his shitty life; he only stayed so Salim wouldn't be bothered by the matchmaker anymore. There was nothing more to it.

So why did he feel so empty now that Salim's hand was no longer holding his?

#house of ashes #jason kolchek #salim othman #jason/salim #jalim #jason x salim #jason kolchek x salim othman

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superstrangerthings · 2 years

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I’ll Help You Out

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader, very slight Jason Carver x fem!reader

Summary: Y/N’s boyfriend Jason doesn’t seem to want to make her feel good at all, however, little does she know her best friend Eddie is in love with her and more than willing to help

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: Jason being a dickhead, cheating, dry humping, p in v sex

Author’s note: Thank you anon for the request! I enjoyed writing this one and hope it lives up to your ideas :) Also I changed the ending slightly, I hope you don’t mind

Another night, another disappointment. You lay in bed with Jason, your head resting on his bare chest, slowly rising and falling with his breaths. He was probably asleep by now; he tended to fall asleep fairly quickly after sex. Which of course didn’t leave any time for him to help you get off at all, because he certainly didn’t make you cum during the ten minutes of sex that you had.

You felt guilty. Part of you thought that maybe this is the way it was meant to be. You didn’t know any different, as Jason is the first boyfriend you ever had, but then again…the way Eddie, your best friend, talked about it, the girl seems to enjoy it far more. When you and Jason first started going out, you really did like him a lot but your attraction seems to wane every time he fails to pleasure you at all. No foreplay. No helping out after he cums. No sympathy at all. The way he talks to you about it, it’s almost as if he just blames you for your own misfortune.

You got up to head home and stirred Jason from his sleep.

“Hey babe, where are you going?” He mumbled in his half-asleep state.

“I’m going home so that my mom doesn’t freak out.” You forced a small laugh as you pulled your clothes back on.

“If you stayed a bit longer we could always go again.” He smirked, looking you up and down.

“I’m not really feeling well…” Before you could even finish, he had interrupted you.

“Awk, come on babe. I’ve told you it’s not my fault that you can’t cum, it’s just the way women’s genetics are.”

All of a sudden, a shiver of repulsion ran down your spine. “Well, as I said, my mom wants me home.” You said with a slightly harsher tone before turning and walking out the door before he could spout any more shit.

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“He said what?!” Eddie shrieked, followed by a shocked laugh.

“Shh Eddie, the whole school doesn’t need to know about my sex life.” You tried to quieten him, without much avail.

You were walking towards Eddie’s van, heading to his trailer for some chill time this evening. At this point, it was such a nice break from pointless sex to just sit, talk shit and watch movies with your best friend.

“That jock thinks of basketball so much that he’s forgotten how the fucking human body works.” He scoffed.

You jumped up into his van and closed the door. “But what if he’s not completely wrong?”

Eddie entered the van and looked at you like you’d just said the Earth was flat. “Are you serious Y/N? Don’t tell me that he’s been melting down your brain into flubber as well.”

“Some people can’t cum though and maybe I just need to suck it up. Plus if I break up with him, I’ll get torn apart by all of his friends. I don’t really fancy getting bullied.” You dejectedly lowered your head, thinking about the only two miserable outcomes you could see.

“One, getting bullied is better than being with someone who makes you miserable forever.” He was raising a finger with each. “Two, even if you can’t cum, everyone can still feel pleasure in some way and if your sexual partner isn’t prioritising that then their an idiot and an asshole.”

Eddie had all of a sudden got very passionate. Your head was a mess of confusion on what you could do. You’d tried to mention it to Jason goodness knows how many times, but he didn’t seem to think that it was his problem to solve.

“Bet I could make you feel 100 times better than that jerk ever could.” He half mumbled, probably more to himself than to you really.

Your cheeks became warm with embarrassment. If he’d said something like that a couple of months ago then you would have been more than happy to take him up on the offer. You’d been friends for years at this point, but you always had a bit of a thing for Eddie. However, you never wanted to ruin your friendship over a feeling that he most definitely didn’t reciprocate.

It wasn’t too long before you pulled up at his trailer and went inside.

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Later that night, the two of you were sitting on Eddie’s bed together, listening to music and chatting away. Your sat cross legged facing him and he leant against the wall. He stretched, causing his shirt to rise up slightly and you couldn’t help but look at the glimpse of stomach that appeared. Thoughts about his previous statement flooded your brain as you desperately tried to block them out.

“I’ve thought of something else to disprove Carver.” Eddie’s comment seemed to come from nowhere. You raised your eyebrows, signalling for him to continue with his comment. “Well, surely you’ve touched yourself, have you ever made yourself feel good doing that?”

The heat returned to your cheeks. “I don’t really bother with that kind of thing.”

Eddie leant forward in disbelief. “ What the fuck does that mean?”

“I just mean, I’m kind of disheartened by all this shit with Jason that I never really bother.” You rubbed the back of your neck nervously.

“Well that’s just not natural.” He made sure to over-exaggerate his words in a joking fashion. “I could always show you where to start.” Now it was his turn to raise his eyebrows.

You genuinely couldn’t tell if he was joking anymore, so you decided to play along in order to figure it out. “Oh yeah and where would you start?”

“Can I position you in the formal, accepted starting position to begin with?” He reached his arms out. You laughed at his comments but allowed him to position you. He wanted you straddling his lap, but far enough back that you were sitting on his lower thighs and not anywhere too inappropriate.

“Well I would start by touching you here.” He ran his ever so lightly down the side of your face, moving one hand down your neck and round to rest on the back of your head, playing with your hair. The other hand then traced down your arm and rested on your hip. At this point, an unfamiliar electricity was running through your skin. How could touching feel so good? Without realising, you were gravitating closer to Eddie.

“Then I would probably strip you down slowly, but-”

“You can take my jumper off.” You realised that sounded far too eager so you qualified with, “You know, for the full effect. I have a shirt underneath.”

Eddie smirked slyly. “Whatever you say.” He gripped the bottom of your jumper, pulling it slowly over your head, making sure to run his knuckles across the skin of your sides the whole way up. Everything now felt like it was too hot, like you needed to get all of these clothes off right away.

“Now, I’d kiss you slowly and deeply, making sure to pull you tightly into my body,” his grip on your hips tightened momentarily before completely letting you go. “But you see, I have an unfortunate conflict of interest in this arrangement.”

“W-what do you mean?” You were almost trembling with anticipation, even this had lasted longer than a lot of your sexual exploits with Jason.

“Well Y/L/N, the thing is, you have a boyfriend - issue number one. And the other small issue is that I am madly in love with you, have been for years.”

All the breath caught in your chest. You had no idea how to react. A million thoughts passed through your head; why hadn’t he told you sooner, why was he telling you now, what did you really want? Did you really want to be with someone like Jason for the rest of your life when Eddie made you feel better in a few minutes than Jason has ever made you feel?

You couldn’t think of any way to possibly respond to him so you answered in the only way you knew how to - you kissed him.

After a few wonderful seconds, Eddie broke away. “Woah, Y/N, are you sure you want to do this? I don’t just want to be a mistake you make before you go back to Carver. If you’re doing this, I want to be in it for the whole ride, I want it to be as boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“I’ve always wanted to be with you Eddie, I just didn’t want to ruin things between us. I can break up with Jason tomorrow, but for now I really need you to continue whatever the fuck you were doing just now.”

He brought your face close to his again and looked deeply into your eyes. “Seems we were both being idiots all this time.” He smiled and then pulled you back in for another, more passionate kiss.

His hands pulled your hips close, placing your crotches right on top of each other. His erection pressed into your clit, but all your brain could focus on was the feeling of his tongue tangling with your own. It was almost like you didn’t really know how to make yourself feel good, even in this situation where the solution was completely obvious.

When Eddie realised that you weren’t moving he started to guide your hips back and forth on his erection. A gasp fell from your lips as the sensation of friction on your clit sent warm pulsations of pleasure through your body. In no time, you were grinding your own hips down into him.

“Are you feeling good so far?” He asked before gently pecking kisses all over your neck affectionately.

“I’m feeling way more than good Eddie. I didn’t even know that I could feel this good.”

“You really weren’t kidding then about Jason and his lack of foreplay.” You sullenly shook your head. Eddie gently held the bottom of your chin and brought your gaze up to meet his. “You’re the most special person I’ve ever met, Y/N, and I’m so glad that I can make you feel good.”

“Thanks Eddie.” You said shyly. “Could you do one last thing for me?”

“Of course, Y/N, anything.”

“Can you please put your dick in me and make me feel even better?” You both grinned at your question.

“Absolutely I can.”

Moments later, you were both stripped naked and on top of each other once again. You were still straddling his lap, your skin felt so good against his. He gently lifted your hips up so that he could guide his dick towards his entrance.

“Are you sure you don’t need any more foreplay?”

“Don’t worry Munson, we have plenty of more time for that later.”

“Ok darling,” his smile was so sweet, “you just take as much time as you need.”

And with that, you were sinking down onto his hard dick, each inch feeling better than the last. You made a mental note of how much better it felt whenever you were actually wet and aroused.

Once you reached the base, both of you let out a moan. You felt so full and yet the stretching was just pleasurable, no pain at all compared to anything that you had tried before.

When you had settled down slightly, you kissed Eddie deeply while also starting to grind down on his dick, now inside you. This was always something that you wanted to try, but Jason preferred not to. The pleasure emanating from your core was so strong that you almost shuddered with the power of it. His dick was hitting exactly where you needed it to, plus it was so nice and slow and sensual that all the other sensations were only adding to the tension building up inside you.

One of Eddie’s hands pushed your hips down harder so that he was even deeper inside you. Soft moans were constantly exchanging between your lips, only interrupted by Eddie bringing two fingers up to his mouth and sucking on them. You were confused for a moment, but he just kept looking deep into your eyes. Then you felt it. His fingers pressed circles into your clit as you rode him. Your eyes gravitated towards the back of your head as he continued.

“Look at me while I pleasure you darling.” His voice was deeper than usual when he issued his command, the pleasure of all this clearly getting to him too.

You tried your best to keep eye contact with him, but the stronger the tension inside you got, the harder it was to concentrate. His cheeks were turning a bright shade of pink slowly, a strained look overcoming his brow.

“Are you going to cum?” You asked him.

He ignored your question initially. “Do you think that you could cum for me darling?”

His fingers increased their speed on your clit, pushing you to a new limit that you didn’t even know existed. It felt like something inside you was about to pop, and the faster he went, the closer you got to that final explosion.

You eagerly nodded your head.

“Use your words.”

“I think I’m about to cum.”

He leaned in so close to your ear that you could feel his wet breath touch you. “As soon as you cum, I’m going to cum so deep inside you darling.”

The tension inside you finally reached its limit. Euphoria coursed through every fibre of your body. Eddie made sure that you were well into your orgasm before he let down his own floodgates, cumming long and hard into your convulsing pussy.

Eventually the two of you collapsed into a sweaty tangle on the sheets, grins plastered on your faces.

“I guess I can cum then.” You laughed.

“And if you give me a few minutes to recover, I’ll be more than happy to show you the wonders of shower sex.” Eddie kissed your cheek.

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“Jason, I need to talk to you.” The lunch hall was bustling full of students so you were hoping to chat to him somewhere a bit more private.

“Yeah, what is it babe?” He was so clueless and it made you feel bad, but this still needed to happen.

“Can we go somewhere a bit quieter please?”

“Just say it here, I can’t be bothered to move. It’s not as if you’re breaking up with me.” He laughed slightly. You remained silent. His head whipped around to look at your face properly. “Right Y/N?”

You didn’t even know how to respond to that, but before you even got the chance, Jason became irate.

“It’s not because of that stupid little issue that you have going on is it?” He pointed towards your genitals. However, he’d said it loud enough that all the surrounding people had also heard and were now looking between your face and your genitals, probably coming up with a million different things that could be wrong with you.

In a moment of anger you decided to raise your voice as well, because, fuck him. “Actually Jason, it is because you don’t know how to pleasure a woman, and frankly I’d rather be with someone who knows how to make me cum.” And with that, you stood up and walked away.

Jason was clearly speechless as all his friends began to laugh hysterically and mock him for what would surely soon be the talk of the school. You grabbed Eddie’s hand and walked out of the lunch hall without a worry in the world.

#request #stranger things #stranger things smut #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson #jason carver #eddie munson x reader #jason carver x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #jason carver x fem!reader #eddie munson smut #best friend! Eddie Munson #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x fem!reader smut

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piedpiperart · 10 months

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Marked for Death pt 9

Chapter 8

Tim was unpacking his things when he saw it. His heart raced and he felt his face getting red at the sight of them. Tim swallowed, glancing around briefly to make sure Jason was still out cooking lunch before turning his attention back to the clothes in his hands. Specifically, the girly clothes.

Tim wasn’t sure if this was something he wanted, but he.. He kind of wanted it. Jason might not have an issue with it given that the guy actually bought them, which. Tim was still processing what that meant. It was new and different, the way Jason paid attention to him. Not in a bad way, just, new. Tim had never had a relationship like this, not with his parents, or Bruce. He remembered that Alfred had usually made note of his favorite dishes, but he was the only one to really care what Tim ate… or wore. Jason was like that and more.

With Tim’s parents, they made sure he dressed appropriately for a young man of elite status, and didn’t care much else to his interests. They cared about reputations, grades, appearances. He couldn’t remember his parents ever valuing his opinions over what they wanted for their image.

Bruce, on the other hand, was too wrapped up in Jason’s death to focus on another blue eyed child. Tim understood that. They were partners, coworkers at most. Tim’s job was to keep Batman from going off the deep end and that was it. Batman just needed a Robin and Tim was available. He understood that.

Alfred though, had confused Tim at first. The older man was always polite to him, asked about his school and personal life, even made some of Tim’s favorite foods when he’d started coming over more frequently. Jason reminded him of Alfred sometimes. They both had similar rules about food, even though Jason’s meals tended to be heavier on the spices.

Tim hadn’t seen much of Dick around, but when he did come by it was short. The man was obviously trying to make up something, given his previous cold shoulder to Jason- Jason Todd that is- but Dick always seemed sad around Tim. He’d even called him Jason more than once, but Tim never called him out on it. It was obvious that he was avoiding the memories of his brother much like Bruce. Tim had hoped that with his presence, maybe Dick and Bruce could patch things up a bit more. He’d learned to be good at mediating and distracting given the circumstances. They weren’t yelling as much, and Tim thought his plan was working.

Jason though… Jason didn’t care about appearances, about how useful Tim was. He just seemed to care for Tim’s well being and happiness. It was weird. He didn’t get Tim all these things just to rub it in either, Jason genuinely didn’t care if he got credit or anything in return. It was clear that Jason just wanted to get him things that might make him happy. And they did. Tim was surprised at the realization that he actually was pretty happy.

Even if he wasn’t going out as Robin, he felt useful helping Jason with his patrols. They cooked and ate together, and it was nice having a room that felt like his own. His old room felt like it was just another spare room in the mansion. But now, he had posters, themed bed sheets, and pillows… Tim actually felt… wanted.

It was an odd thing to try and get used to, and part of him recognized how weird it was to live with a stranger, but he really liked Jason. They worked well together, at least for now. Jason was respectful of his space and… He was.. Familiar, sometimes. And the man never pushed him to do things he was uncomfortable with, he listened to him, and set pretty reasonable rules for a toddler. Even when Tim did something wrong, Jason was never mad at him. He just… cared. And that was more than anyone else did for him before.

“Lunch is ready,”Jason called, snapping Tim out of his thoughts. The kid quickly put his new clothes away, lingering on the last two before shutting the drawer. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it, but he didn’t want to ask Jason just yet. Maybe he’d do some research later, he thought.

On his way out, Tim winced, feeling pain spike in his foot when he walked. He frowned, wondering if the cut on his foot hadn’t healed all the way yet. He’d made sure to bandage it before, but maybe walking around so much had made it irritated? Tim wasn’t sure, but brushed it off. It would probably heal soon, as long as he kept pressure off it.

Even the bruise on his wrist from the night at the warehouse was almost gone, but Tim figured cuts took longer to heal. That was fine, he’d be staying in most of the day so he wouldn’t have to put pressure on it. “What is it?” Tim asked as he made his way into the kitchen. He could only smell cheese, and maybe onions? He wasn’t sure.

“Grilled cheese and tomato soup,”Jason said, placing their plates on the table. He frowned as he watched Tim make his way over to the chair. “You sure your foots okay? You didn’t twist it or anything?”

“Nah,”Tim said, grunting as he climbed up the chair. “I’m okay.”

“If you say so,”Jason frowned, but changed the subject. “How are you feeling about school?”

Tim made a face. “Right, yeah, but you need documents first,”Jason raised an eyebrow. “And I do too,”He added reluctantly. “Why do you need documents?” Tim asked, taking a bite of his grilled cheese. He wanted to put ketchup on it but settled for dunking it in his soup.

“I uh, something happened to me when I was younger,”Jason started, scratching the back of his neck,”I just haven’t been back to Gotham in a long time and some people prolly thought I was.. Not coming back.”

“Oh,”Tim said thoughtfully.

“But you want to change your name at all? You could be Conan Todd, but I dunno about middle name,”Jason said, and Tim nearly spit his soup out.

“Todd?” Tim repeated, feeling his heart rate quicken.

“Oh, yeah. My last name is Todd,”Jason said, and Tim froze.

Jason Todd was Robin before Tim. And he- Jason went to Ethiopia and died and this Jason- apparently also Jason Todd, which, Tim didn’t think that was a coincidence especially since he hadn’t been to Gotham in a while and people thought he was gone and- Oh god Tim remembered seeing green eyes sometimes when Jason was- and- He thought it was just the light but really it was probably something supernatural, right? Tim gasped.

“You’re Jason Todd. You were- you’re Robin,”Tim gaped. What were the odds that Red Hood was- and Tim ended up staying with him? Definitely a crazy coincidence.

Jason’s face went from shocked to bitterness. “I’m not robin,”Jason gritted out.

Tim continued to stare at Jason, looking for that green tint to his eyes. Reassured by those big blue eyes, Jason sighed, tension leaving his shoulders. “I was robin... The second robin. But I died, and was somehow brought back. Kiddo, I’m not… I have issues with Batman about it, but all you need to know is that I became the Red Hood to make Crime Alley a better place.”

“Cuz Batman doesn’t care about the Alley,”Tim finished, and Jason nodded. Tim thought about it and, while it was a lot of information to process, he kind of got it. Jason probably blamed Bruce or Joker for a lot of things, and the killing… Tim could understand how the green tied into all of that.

But on the other hand… Jason was alive. He was here, and with Robin gone, Bruce would be ecstatic to have Jason back. Maybe he didn’t want to be Robin, but they could still be a family again even as Red Hood and Batman. Then Bruce would never even notice Tim was gone, he thought.

“Have you talked to him?”Tim asked.

“The Bat?” Jason scoffed. “No. I think if I saw him face to face I’d end up shooting him. I uh, when I came back, I was sort of… dunked in some magic water that made me super angry all the time. It can be hard to control, and being around B- Batman makes things worse.”

Tim nodded. He’d have to make some plans then. If he could figure out how to get Jason back to the manor then everyone would be happy. “Okay,”Tim said, and to Jason’s relief, changed the subject. “So I’m gonna be Conan Todd then? Are you gonna be like, my official dad?”

Jason let out a laugh,”Yeah, kiddo. If that’s okay with you. I need some proper identification to enroll you in school and all that. What about a middle name?”

Conan shrugged. He wasn’t sure what would fit. “Can I think about it?”

“Yeah, sure,”Jason said,”Just let me know by the end of the week. Gives me time to look into schools.”

Tim grimaced, not looking forward to it.

With the reminder of robin, Jason felt a bit more obligated to look into his replacement. While Conan was on his computer in the living room, perched on his giant frog stuffed animal, Jason got out his own laptop to do more research. He looked into school records, and found the kid had pretty high grades in most classes, didn’t join any clubs except something called Wizards and Warlocks. He just seemed like a normal kid.

That is, until Jason saw the missing classes. Timothy Drake had been skipping school the past week and a half. No one had seen the kid, and Jason scoffed. If Timothy was skipping classes to go on missions… but that wasn’t it. Jason hadn’t seen anything on the news mentioning Robin, either with the titans or with Batman. Did he get hurt? Why wouldn’t Bruce let the school know?

So Jason kept digging. He found Timothy’s parents were only around two months total out of a year, and it seemed like they were currently out of town. Was Tim home alone? A quick check found one housekeeper coming once a week while the brat was in school. Jason frowned. None of this seemed normal. Wouldn’t Bruce notice this kind of stuff? For pete’s sake, the kid hadn’t even been adopted before Bruce stuffed him in the suit. Did the old man just send him back to that empty house after patrol?

Jason closed his laptop, breathing in deep to calm himself down. Okay, so if the kid was basically taking care of himself, where was he now? Why was he missing school all of a sudden, and why did it seem like no one was paying attention?

Worse case scenarios went through his head before he shook them off. He didn’t care. Timothy was Bruce’s problem, and he could take care of it. Jason would just wait for Robin to show up to enact his plans. A glance to Conan in his wonder woman pajamas and Jason knew he had better things to occupy himself with at the moment. Robin could wait.

“Whatcha looking into?” Jason asked, bringing his laptop to sit next to Conan on the couch.

“The Black Organization,”Conan muttered. Jason frowned, watching Conan type.

“Those guys you tried to steal from?” Jason asked, and Conan scoffed.

“Tried to? I succeeded thank you very much,”Conan said,”I just grabbed the wrong thing.”

“Of course,”Jason said fondly. “Why the obsession with them?”

Conan paused, fingers stilling on the keyboard. He seemed to debate with himself for a moment before taking a breath. “I saw them poison someone once. It… didn’t end well.”

Jason’s eyes widened, thinking about how young Conan was to have seen something like that. Poison was a horrible way to go depending on the toxin. “I want to find a cure for whatever that poison was, and hopefully shut them down in the process,”Conan said, and Jason could read between the lines. It was probably what drove Conan to become Mycroft and seek out Red Hood’s help in the first place.

“You know I’ll help you however I can,”Jason reassured, pulling Conan into a small side hug. He felt Conan snuggle a bit closer and nod against him. It made him smile, and wonder how he had lived without this little kid before.

Chapter ten

#froggy tim!#Marked For Death #mfd #tim drake #jason todd #red hood #tim struggles with gender identity #and neglectful parents

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jasonraish · 1 year

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camsthisky · 1 year

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For the Extravaganza: "Ladies love a man who's good with kids" from the third list down on your post. It'd be cool if you did something with Dick in the 17-21 age range!

I am still trying to figure out Robin!Jason's voice, and this was a perfect chance to practice!

“Alfred!” says Dick before Jason can get in a word of hello. “How the heck am I supposed to take care of a baby?!”

Jason blinks incredulously and tightens his grip on the manor phone he’d just picked up after its incessant ringing had started to annoy him. “Why do you have a baby?”

“Jason?” Dick asks. “Where’s Alfred?”

“Not here,” Jason says. “Again, Dickface, why do you have a baby?”

“Not important.”

Jason takes the cordless phone and sits up on the kitchen counter by the window, peering out into the late afternoon to see if he can spot Alfred pulling up in the driveway. “Kinda sounds important.”

“I need Alfred,” Dick says again. There’s a wailing sound, and yep. That’s a baby. DIck sighs in frustration. “Crap.”

“Been crying a lot?” Jason wonders.

“Yeah,” Dick says, and he sounds resigned to the fact that he’s not going to get Alfred. Jason’s the only one home right now, after all. It’s him or nothing. “I can’t get her to calm down.”

“Maybe she’s hungry.”

“I already tried feeding her.” Dick makes a shushing noise that does absolutely nothing to stop the crying. “I’ve tried everything I can think of. Her diaper is clean, she doesn’t want to eat, she won’t go down for a nap, and she keeps throwing away her pacifier. I have no idea what to do.”

It’s the first time Jason has ever heard Dick sound so lost. In the entire year he’s been living with Bruce, the times he’s seen or talked to Dick, the man has always seemed so self-assured.

It kind of throws Jason for a loop. Enough for him to start wracking his own brains for a solution. “Uh. Maybe she misses her mom? Or dad? Or whoever usually takes care of her.”

Dick is silent for a moment, before quietly, he says, “Maybe.”

“Are you babysitting?” Jason pushes. “Because a distraction might be the best option, if her mom isn’t available right now.”

“It’s my neighbor’s kid,” Dick finally says. “I heard her crying through the wall this morning, and when I went to go check it out, her mom was passed out in the kitchen. She’s at the hospital right now, and her partner is five hours away at the earliest. I’m all she’s got right now.”

Jason swallows past the sudden lump in his throat. “Bummer.”

Dick huffs an unamused laugh. “Yeah. Bummer.”

“Maybe I can head over there and help?” Jason offers.

It’s not like this would be the first time he’s ever watched kids before. He used to babysit his downstairs neighbors’ twin terrors for a while before his mom died.

There’s another uptick in crying on the other line, and Dick’s voice is muffled as he talks to the baby softly. After a minute the crying decreases in volume.

“Yeah,” Dick says. “If you want to, that’d be great. It’d be good to have another hand until her other mom gets here.”

“Okay,” Jason says. “Alfred should be back soon. I’ll ask him to drop me off.”

“Thanks, Jason,” says Dick. “I know I’m not around the manor a lot, but I still appreciate this. And I would come running if you ever asked me to.”

Jason shifts uncomfortably. “Yeah, well. Ladies love a man who's good with kids, right? I’m only doing this for practice. And for the baby, because you’re hopeless.”

Dick laughs, for the first time the entire call, sounding somewhat like himself. “I guess I am, yeah. Thanks, Jay. I’ll see you soon.”

“Bye, Dickhead.”

Jason hangs up to Dick’s uptick in laughter, and tries to pretend he isn’t as red in the face as he feels.

He jumps off the counter and starts to pack up his homework. Hopefully, Alfred will be here soon, and Jason can get to helping out his older brother. That’s what family does, right?

#cam answers #danddamage #dick grayson celebration extravaganza #camryn writes #i'm posting the shorter ones first while i work on the longer ones #longer fics mean longer time to edit #dc #jason todd #dick grayson

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hoffmans-hoffman · 2 years

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Chimeul Baetba

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“Yes, me and Mr Vicquemare has explained to me what my job is, I do not need your help Mr Du Bois„

Chimeul Baetba to Harry Du Bois

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Name: Chimeul Baetba - 침을 뱉다 - Spit

Aliases: None

Nicknames: Chim(JJ/Kim), Little Lion(Measurehead), Runt(Harry Du Bois), Chickie, Mr Baetba, CB, Smooth Hands, Wheezy (Jean-Heron Vicquemare)

Age: 33

Ex Partners: Jason Stones, Andrew Green

Current/Temporary Partner: Jean-Heron Vicquemare

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“Mr Vicquemare, I have the f-„ "You know you can call me Jean right?" “Mr Vicquemare„

Chimeul Baetba and Jean-Heron Vicquemare

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Archetype: The Sage archetype revolves around knowledge and truth. For the Sage, the key to success is collecting information and relentlessly pursuing the truth.

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“Can someone die from eating too many pears„ "Pairs of what?" “The fruit JJ„ "You mean Kim?" “...„

Chimeul Baetba and JJ

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Yet another man from the 57th, Chimeul is known as a loyal researcher to JJ and the other officers. He can figure a lot of things out and help others with their cases.

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“You have sad grey eyes„ "You have sad brown eyes" “You have short black hair„ "You have long black hair" “You have acne scars„ "You have a cut underneath your eye and scars you hide"

Chimeul Baetba and Jean-Heron Vicquemare

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Personality and mannerisms

Chimeul is almost always spinning a pen or pencil in his fingers as it helps him think and talk, if a pen or pencil isn't available he will start twisting his long sleeve. A passionate man, he tries his best not to let others see what he counts as weak emotions (Sadness, exhaustion, etc) as he must be seen as strong and in control of himself.

If he lies he'll start tapping his fingers on his jaw. When he starts explaining something to someone he'll rock in his heels, zone out and go cross eyed, Jean was the first one to notice this. Chimeul will keep a cigarette tucked behind his ear for easy access. If he wants to move a conversation along he'll inhale deeply and speak a bit faster. His nickname Wheezy came from Jean, who noticed that Chimeul wheezes randomly.

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“I like being kissed while I'm being FUCKED OVER„

Chimeul Baetba

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Clothes and on his person

Chimeul wears a black turtleneck tucked into black pants, white socks and black dress shoes. He also wears sunglasses sometimes but other than a black suit jacket the only thing that would change in his daily clothes is that he wears a white dress shirt sometimes.

He like most detectives has a small notebook to take notes and a pen. He has hair ties. His broke ass wallet as well as his gun and badge. Dice, he always has two dice with him.

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*dramatically drops to his knees*

Chimeul Baetba

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Connections

What's a friend?

JJ/Mr JJ - JJ is a good guy, stubborn to Chimeul's ways but a good guy to him. JJ treats Chimeul like his receptionist/assistant. Chimeul is annoyed with it but at least he isn't being bullied.

Kim Kitsuragi/Kim/Mr Kitsuragi - Kim and Chimeul have a respectful understanding of each other, if one needs something or some help they'll help each other but if it's after work hours they don't speak or don't speak much.

Harry Du Bois/Mr Du Bois - There is no love between these two, they dislike each other heavily.

Jean-Heron Vicquemare/Mr Vicquemare/Sad eyes/Pathetic (encouragingly) - They work well together, bouncing ideas off of each other or just sitting down and pointing identifying features out about each other.

Cuno and Cunesse - For some reason they're nice to him

Tong Jeung(Baetba) - 통증 - Pain - This is the young adult entrusted into Chimeul's watchful eye. Tong is Chimeul's little brother but only a few people know that, Chimeul does know but Tong does not.

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“You did good Mr Vicquemare„ "As did you Mr Baetba"

Chimeul Baetba and Jean-Heron Vicquemare

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#chimeul baetba #disco elysium oc #i mean this went somewhere #platonic otp: oh your my best friend #otp: daddys getting hot doing something unholy #tong jeung

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psst, jason/talia.

Yeah...no. No.

I have a lot of thoughts on Jason and Talia and their relationship, but I firmly reject any romantic interpretation. Jason and Talia as a romance seems to hinge on Talia having sex with him during the Lost Days, and I can never get into that because I'm not a fan of the "Talia the rapist" character choice, I wasn't when they tried to make it the canonical backstory for Damian's conception (like, if you want her to be morally/ethically grey about it, it's not like faking a miscarriage so that your partner thinks that their baby is dead and then immediately fucking off to raise that baby in secrecy with a culty terrorist organization is a super great move either) and I definitely wasn't a fan with Jason. Like, take stock of the situation Jason is in during the tryst with Talia.

For one, Jason Todd is a child. He's, what, sixteen when that all goes down? And Talia is significantly older, even physically she's the same age of his father, to say nothing of her literal age, and I'm of the opinion that people in their thirties or in their hundreds shouldn't be having sex with teenagers under any circumstances.

For two, Talia has an incredible amount of power over Jason that renders any affirmation he can give her totally moot. Talia is the one who got him off the streets of Gotham before he got seriously hurt or even killed again (which, as a catatonic fifteen year old no one knows is even alive, he very likely would have been). Ra's wanted Jason dead, once it became clear that he wasn't progressing fast enough for his tastes, and it's Talia's decision to put him in the Lazarus Pit and subsequently save his life. Jason owes Talia a life debt, and it is very clear that she is the only person in the League, a place that is half a world away from anyone else who even knows about him, let alone cares about him, who is even remotely invested in his survival. Even beyond the fact that Jason's ability to stay alive is dependent entirely on Talia's desire for him to be that way, she also funds a lifestyle he is becoming psychologically dependent on, his training as he prepares to head back to Gotham and become the Red Hood. Jason needs to stay in Talia's good graces to keep that lifestyle and that life in general, and who's to say that refusing something she wants wouldn't remove him from those graces? I'm sure everyone can see the problem with that.

For three, Jason is not mentally healthy during this time. At all. He is severely traumatized from the litany of horrible things that, to him, have happened in a very short time period, and he is not getting any treatment for it. Lost Days Jason desperately needs psychiatric help in order to deal with the mental toll of everything that's happened to him, and he doesn't have that, and that means he's stuck in a really bad mental space without the ability to really get out of it, and it does effect his decision making (the Red Hood plan, while it does show Jason's natural intelligence and strategic abilities, is not a normal thing to plan, nor is any of Jason's reactions in Lost Days normal or healthy, though they are understandable given the information he has available to him and his headspace).

There is no way that Jason can give meaningful consent to Talia in any of these circumstances individually, never mind all of them combined. Jason Todd is a teenage boy under a significant amount of strain and distress that does influence his decision making abilities who is entirely reliant on Talia, a very powerful adult and sole authority, not just to live comfortably but be able to live at all in an area where nobody else knows him, knows of him, or cares remotely about his wellbeing. And that doesn't even touch on the fact that Jason has been repeatedly and heavily implied to have solicited while homeless after Catherine died and before Bruce found him as a way to try and survive, so adding that mess of issues and past trauma from rape and molestation is a whole other can of worms when it comes to Jason and choices he makes to try and keep himself alive regardless of personal wants.

Any sex between Talia and Jason would be rape. Even if Jason is the one attempting to instigate or otherwise initiate, it is on Talia, as the adult, especially one aware of the situation in general and the situation of the power she holds over Jason and Jason's mental space, should put a firm stop to it, not indulge herself at a child's expense. Her not doing that, not being a responsible grown-up here, completely wrecks her character and is genuinely horrid. Not to mention it doesn't make any sense, what's the point of it? What gratification can you get from raping a traumatized kid, especially one who you know because of your affair with his dad? What's sexy about that, beyond "hot forbidden tryst with this older sexy brown woman" being something the writers are turned on by?

Because yeah, even going away from the Watsonian perspective, if we go full Doylist, this whole thing reeks of racism. Talia has always been a victim of racist writing due to the fact that she's a prominent woman of color and thus prone to a lot of racist tropes when storylines are being written for her. And brown women have a tendency to be exoticized, eroticized, and hyper-sexualized in real life, let alone in fiction, and having Talia, a brown woman, be so sexually aggressive that she rapes a child in order to satisfy her lust plays into that 100%, and was a horrible writing decision that decimates her character and really sours the entire Red Hood: Lost Days story for me.

Listen, I'm always in favor of ship and let ship, but Jason/Talia as a romantic pairing is a big fat giant NO from me and given that comics is the one medium that allows you to pick and choose your own canon, I am electing to excise it from my mind and my canon and say that it never happened.

#personal #answered #anonymous #rape tw #honestly please let me know if you need this tagged as anything else #but yeah jason and talia as a ship really doesn't work for me #as you can see i have a LOT of thoughts about the lost days sex #it's rape to me there's no two ways about it #(and again that whole stint of 'let's make talia a rapist because all brown women are sexy lust addled hornbeasts' is just Racism)

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How to Train Your Dragon or Titans (Jason Todd) Roleplay (OCxOC Doubles Encouraged)

🐉🐉🗡️🗡️🩸🩸🏝️

I’m 18+ and All Participants must be 18+ and all characters must be 18+

Please allow me to introduce myself! My name is Kim and my timezone is CST. I rp in third person and am semi literate. I will write 2-4 paragraphs each character and just ask you write no one liners.

Now onto the rp. So i just saw i didn’t post a ad like this at all! Which is weird. Anyways I’ve always loved How to Train your Dragon growing up and ive seen all the movies. My favorite character is Hiccup!!! Like next in line chief!!!! Of course this would be aged up so maybe after everything maybe him and Astrid break up? Like honestly i love him. And i just want someone who can play him. Like obviously being the son of Stoick working on dragon racing and such he’s gotta be muscular by now! And his personality? OH GOD! 10x more than what he was when he was 15!! Like I need him to dominate my oc but at the same time be the type that you touch her your dead. Like seriously I NEED IT!!! Heheh also I would like the rp to have 60/50 mature scenes and stuff. I can play anyone for you!! I do also want to talk about ocs and be friends and just get all cute with our Ocs hahaha and their respective partners.

For the Titans one it’s simple I have an idea. My oc is the daughter of Joker and Harley Quinn and I pair her up with Jason Todd. Could be after his deal with Deathstroke or could be a bit later. I have an idea and whole story and would love for angst and drama with it hahha. I can absolutely play anyone from season 1-3 or any of the batboys

Now Rules:

1. Be of Age because this is will have content not suitable for minors.

2. Next is reply length.. NO ONE LINERS

3. I'm a very enthusiastic person when it comes to rp, so please if you just want to write don't reach out. That may seem harsh but when writing I want someone who I can discuss head canons with, create playlists with and share thousand image Pinterest boards with...

4. Another is please please let me know if can’t rp or busy! And also please do the characters justice as I will also do the same for you!

I do work Monday- Friday from 7:30 to 4:00 and try to reply during the day but sometimes it can’t happen but I will let you know when I can reply however I am not available on some Monday evenings or Saturday Mornings but any thing other than that I’m free and I will let you know if I am not. I run on CST time. I also only rp on Discord

Thank you for reading! If you're interested please do let me know you want httyd or titans rp not just I saw your ad. I have ton of them.

give a like and anon will get back to you

#how to train your dragon rp #how to train your dragon roleplay #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #oc roleplay #oc rp

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How to Train Your Dragon or Titans (Jason Todd) Roleplay (OCxOC Doubles Encouraged)

I’m 18+ and All Participants must be 18+ and all characters must be 18+

Please allow me to introduce myself! My name is Kim and my timezone is CST. I rp in third person and am semi literate. I will write 2-4 paragraphs each character and just ask you write no one liners.

Now Rules:

1. Be of Age because this is will have content not suitable for minors.

2. Next is reply length.. NO ONE LINERS

4. Another is please please let me know if can’t rp or busy! And also please do the characters justice as I will also do the same for you!

Thank you for reading! If you're interested please do let me know you want httyd or titans rp not just I saw your ad. I have ton of them.

#eighteen and over #httyd #httyd roleplay #httyd rp #titans #titans roleplay #titans rp

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amaraudermind · 1 year

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I posted 4,476 times in 2022

That's 3,724 more posts than 2021!

207 posts created (5%)

4,269 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@nhum

@batshit-birds

@junkoandthediamonds

@sohotthateveryonedied

@autistic-damian-wayne

I tagged 2,746 of my posts in 2022

Only 39% of my posts had no tags

#bruce wayne - 325 posts

#anyway - 319 posts

#dick grayson - 299 posts

#jason todd - 271 posts

#tim drake - 259 posts

#kon el - 177 posts

#damian wayne - 176 posts

#stephanie brown - 164 posts

#bart allen - 153 posts

#reblog - 142 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#his powers were to mimic other people's powers which is cool but also means if he's on his own or around your average human he has no powers

My Top Posts in 2022:

Detective Comics #1056

Batman and Robin Vol 1 #9

Cinematic Parallels

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I want Duke to have a solo comic about the day shift but also every few issues some other hero needs a bat's help and he's the one who's available and the other heroes freak out because their powers are randomly stronger and Duke's just like "oh, yeah, lol. That's normal around me." And everyone else is like ????

And I think this should be a frequent part of his solo because other heroes being confused by Duke being Duke will never wear off.

155 notes - Posted November 8, 2022

Actually my reasoning for loving Dick and Kori so much is very simple and it's that he's the night and she's his star it's his darkness tempered by her light it's her strength and his wit

It's the way they soften each other's rough edges and see each other for who they are and don't expect anything more or less from each other.

218 notes - Posted June 2, 2022

I think so much about how wonderful it would have been for Steph to have been around during We Are Robin.

A whole movement about refusing to cave to fear, about stepping up to protect people when no one else was, about making their own path, about trusting each other to do what's best when they can't trust anyone else.

And Stephanie "There's room in our line of work for hope, too" Brown. The girl who's been fighting for a chance every single step of the way, who refused to back down while she was repeatedly told she wasn't enough, who carved her own path and took on two separate legacies anyway.

She should've been there.

517 notes - Posted October 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Anyway I see a lot of times people deciding to have the Robins(primarily Tim) looking up to Batman like he's the greatest to ever exist but in reality one of the prerequisites to operating in Gotham is not being fazed by Batman in the slightest.

Nine year old Dick wouldn't let Batman stand in the way of him committing murder until Batman made him his partner and redirected his energy.

Twelve year old Jason was unfazed enough to steal his tires and hit him with a tire iron.

Tim became Robin because Batman was in a self-destructive spiral.

Steph met Batman and immediately disregarded everything he said in order to try to commit murder.

Babs routinely tells Bruce to fuck off when he tries to tell her what to do.

Damian told Batman to his face that they were better off without him.

Cass is an outlier who sees the Bat as the ultimate goal, but even she grew to respect the symbol over all else, and stand up to Bruce when he doesn't live up to that symbol.

Duke disrespected a different Batman(Jim "Batmech" Gordon) but was unfazed nonetheless as proven by his efforts with the We Are Robin movement (but also: look at any interaction of him with Batman. He speaks and does not consider his audience ever)

In short, they all know how pathetic Batman is and will make fun of him at every opportunity

1,644 notes - Posted October 2, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #200 posts wha #what have i been talking about so much? fjlkaghlkjag #and i love bruce dick jason and tim but i'mma be real for a sec #my hope is that next year my top tags will be. not nearly so bat centric #which like. my brain is very bat centric. but the fact that kon and kori and slobo and bart are not in the top five is very very sad i want #to talk about them more you know? i want them to be real high up. duke and steph as well though that's still bats but they're my kids #but yeah pretty cool overall. been quite the year. hoping for a...kinder one. next year.

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Hot take? Batman meta? It's absolutely Batman meta lmao.

Here goes:

I've seen quite a few posts (including my own) stating that the Robert Pattinson version of Batman is THE Batman that we could imagine taking on Robin. And as much as we joke about it being because it would be adorable and that this grunge man needs a sunshine child, there are some big reasons why we believe it. Recently I read someone say that they don't think this version of Bruce is ready to be a father yet.

That's the point.

He's not ready to be a father.

I think fandom Batfamily (and some canon now) give us an expectation of how Bruce was, with Dick specifically, that isn't always true. To be fair, because there's so much lore and reset timelines, I work off the point of view that canon is really whatever you personally choose it to be. That being said, in my personal interpretation of the Batfamily (and in particular Bruce's relation with Dick) is that Bruce absolutely was NOT ready to be a parent when he offered Dick a home. Dick was his most impulsive decision. He saw this kid about to go through the same thing that he went through and offered him a home. Bruce never took in Dick under the understanding that he would have to be a responsible parent. I 100% believe that Dick taught Bruce a lot about being human, about being a parent, and about being someone that those you care about look up to.

Moreover, Dick Grayson wasn't always the "sunshine child". Especially after the murder of his parents. Dick was angry, irrational, he was willing to get himself killed to get revenge on the man that killed his parents (Zucco). In all understanding, Dick becoming Robin wasn't because Bruce thought it would be cute or because HE wanted Dick anywhere around the criminal element of Gotham. It was because if he DIDN'T, not only was Dick going to do it regardless, but Dick probably would have died in the process. Or become a very dangerous criminal. Bruce weighed his options and because he was, himself, for lack of a better term, unstable, decided that training Dick, teaching him restraint and rules, was the best and only option available. In doing so Bruce ended up acclimating himself to having a partner that can pull him back when he's going too far into vengeance.

I don't want Battinson to have a Robin because I think it'd be cute. I want it because I think this is the Bruce that is most likely to make that sort of moral judgement that even he ends up admitting farther down the line (when he IS ready to be a parent, when he's learned a lot more) wasn't the one he should have made. On top of that, I think this is the universe where Dick Grayson (one of my absolute favorite characters) could get the most accurate representation and growth.

Bruce Wayne didn't have much hope, or exist much at all, until he learned how to exist for someone else, until he learned hope from this kid that's lost as much as Bruce did and is determined to find joy despite that. In many ways, Bruce and Dick saved each other. Bruce learns how to heal himself by watching Dick heal (and then it all gets torn away, to a point, after Jason dies but that's a discussion for another time).

I think it would be amazing to see on screen - the Bat being saved by a kid. Robin no longer being the butt of jokes. A complex relationship that ends up defining an entire universe - after all, at this point, there is no Batman without a Robin.

#batman #the batman #batman meta #robin #batman and robin #the batman (2022)#battinson #dick grayson #bruce wayne #batfamily #no one asked and i still gave #i have a lot of batfamily thoughts 😭#and no where to put them #and lbh no one really cares lmao

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Stepmom!Selina?

She sees what she's getting into from a mile away, but she welcomes it because Bruce's kids are a part of him, and she loves all of Bruce.

The kids all see it coming too, and while some (Damian) take longer to warm up to her, she's welcomed into the fold with open arms.

Selina's got a heart as big as her partner and while she's not always perfect, you can see how much she cares.

As a former foster child herself, Selina understands Duke's unique experiences and traumas from the foster care system, so whenever he needs to talk, she's the first one he goes to. Sometimes he doesn't want to (or need to) talk, so they'll watch boxing matches or she'll teach him little bits of Mandarin. If the kitchen isn't busy, they'll try their hand at new TikTok recipes, and film themselves either succeeding or debunking the original poster.

Being raised in isolation to be a human weapon meant Cass missed out on a lot of the things daughters typically learn as children/teens. The evening of Cass's first gala, she didn't know the first thing about doing her own hair and makeup. She's braved assassin armies, but her self-made disaster of bobby pins and eyeshadow nearly drives her to tears. Selina swoops in, wipes Cass's face with gentle reassurances, and walks her through step-by-step.

Selina considers it a privilege to have watched Dick grow from the spunky little Robin to the man he is today. Even though he's taller than her, she still ruffled his hair when he does a good job. She also keeps the first ever birthday card he gave her, which includes a pop-up bat signal and scented stickers, and remembers all of his favorite radio stations. Also, when Bruce does something, Dick goes tattling to Selina.

For a while, Carrie mooched off of her siblings' Netflix profiles, but everyone got tired of her messing up their algorithm and she was forced to make her own. She soon realized how much freedom she had because no one could see what she was watching. Selina caught on to the power trip and started researching and watching snippets whenever a new show comes out. That's how she stopped a bunch of preteen girls from watching Squid Game.

Tim often gets overlooked as not just the middle child, but the child who appears put-together and regularly takes on adult responsibilities. Selina, however, remembers that he's still a teenager. She regularly checks in and gradually teaches him that it's okay to let go and act his age. Selina encourages him to call his Young Justice friends outside of missions and take small acts of rebellion against Bruce. When Tim and his boyfriend snuck out to a famous lover's lookout, Selina gave them the car keys and covered for them.

She noticed that Jason really enjoys hanging out with Harley Quinn, bonding over not just Joker trauma but other shared interests like music taste. After Harley turns to the antihero side, Selina discusses with Bruce and they start inviting Aunt Harley and Aunt Ivy to dinner. The first time they do that, Harley is so excited that she baked a three-layer cake just for Jason. Literally, in strawberry frosting, it said, "THIS CAKE IS FOR JASON ONLY." Finding someone that Jason can relate to remains one of Selina's proudest accomplishments.

She's trying her best, but she makes mistakes too. For instance, although Wayne Manor has plenty of kitchen space, Selina does her cooking at Harley and Ivy's because Ivy can offer her fresh plant-based ingredients that suited Damian's needs. When Alfred's not available, she sends Damian to school with healthy, flavorful vegan lunches shaped into Cheese Viking characters. One time, she was tasked with bringing brownies to a PTA meeting. Incidentally, Harley was simultaneously baking a... different kind of brownie for a block party (you can see where this is heading). When an angry superintendent demanded to know who was responsible, Selina wisely kept her mouth shut and thankfully, so did Damian.

Cullen loves concerts, but he's a huge introvert who gets anxiety when he's left alone in a crowd. Selina becomes his concert buddy, and she'll go as all-out as he does. Sometimes that's showing up to a garage band dressed-down in hoodies and sunglasses. Other times it's painting their faces and looking like they just came out of a Hot Topic blowout sale. She even listens to the discography beforehand so she can blend in. Selina learns a lot about Cullen through this, because nothing says more about a person than the music they listen to.

Harper, though looking rough around the edges, turns into a giddy little kid at interactive science museums. During one of these trips, Harper got distracted by the giant Newton's Cradle so she didn't notice a fourth grade field trip sweeping up Selina. When they reunited at the gift shop, a chaperone had given Selina a school t-shirt and she was put in charge of grading ten kids' assignments. Harper laughed so hard that she spewed lemonade on the museum owner. Neither of them will let the other live that day down.

Selina and Barbara openly talk about guy stuff, and Selina is more than happy to offer advice in times of need. They're both pretty liberal talking about that stuff, and one time they did a tier ranking of all the Gotham Rogues based on how effective their gimmick is (Joker was the only S-tier). They then proceeded to get into a debate on whether or not Man-Bat and Killer Croc should qualify for the list, which led to them staring each other down at dinner while the other family members sat around them confused.

Steph's school offered a Mother's Day breakfast. Although Crystal Brown was doing her best and wanted to make it, she was scheduled a double-shift that the breakfast fell right in the middle of. Selina reached out to Crystal and with permission, went in her place. Afraid that Steph would publicly reject her, Selina sat in the parking lot for ten minutes as Bruce amped her up over the phone. Steph, thinking that no one would no up, was ecstatic and said that she couldn't have thought of anyone better. They enjoyed stacking up waffles and making the girls who bully Steph envious.

Long before she and Bruce got married, Selina made it clear that she would not be relegated to the gender-typical role of a homemaker, and Bruce happily concurred because it's 2021. They knew that to give Alfred a break, they'd have to take on some chores themselves. Instead of dividing up a boring old chore chart, they find ways to make cleaning fun and collaborative. They'll dance around the halls in mop slippers, play "guess the stain", and race their roombas. The kids see this and start modeling the behavior in their own ways—Dick swings from high places to dust them, Damian trains his pets to pick up garbage, and Cass and Duke compete to see who can clean the most bathtubs.

Some parts of the Manor are due for redecorating, so Selina and Alfred make a day trip out of interior design sketches, flipping through furniture catalogues, and looking at paint swatches. It sounds boring at first, but the menial tasks meant they had plenty of time for conversation, and she finally understood why everyone respects him. They also made room in the afternoon for a stroll through the park and afternoon tea, where he told her and her only the secret to a perfect scone.

The other Justice League partners welcome her into the group too. Whenever Selina's in Metropolis, she joins Lois and Ma and Pa for Sunday brunch where they share what their kids have been up to. Iris shows her life hacks to cooking large batches of food in a short time. Selina and Dinah discover an online store dedicated to selling vigilante gear and go on a Cyber Monday spree for their whole families. Steve Trevor, Diana's partner, teaches Selina how to fly with the invisible jet so she can surprise Bruce with the batplane.

After overcoming their initial conflicts, Selina and Talia hold a high amount of respect for each other. Talia sees Selina as not just a capable combatant, but a worthy partner to her former beloved and stepmother to her son. Selina, after spending all that time with the kids, understands the motherly love that Talia holds for Damian and makes it abundantly clear that she would never try to replace Talia in the boy's life. Regardless, looking after all those kids is hard, so they are very much open to the idea of co-parenting.

(Selina doesn't know it, but all this makes Bruce fall in love with her all over again.)

#ask #anonymous #selina kyle #catwoman #gotham city sirens #gotham rogues #batfamily #batfam #batkids #batsibings #batclan #batman family #dc comics #headcanon #tw food mention #tw mental health mention #tw drug mention

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