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sansypansy · 6 months
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"He'll always choose me over you."
Dick was prepared for the right hook Bruce delivered. He wasn't, however, prepared for the sheer force put into the punch.
"Shit, Bruce." He spat out the metallic taste on his tongue. "I thought you said this was just a spar."
"It is a spar."
"Then why does it feel like you're just using me as a punching bag?"
The two alphas circled each other slowly on the mat. Dick had lost track of how much time had passed since they'd begun. All he knew was the way Bruce was acting made Dick's hackles rise and triggered his furious instincts.
"You're overthinking it," Bruce countered. "You're just a bit out of shape. Try harder."
He lunged with another punch ready, but this time Dick blocked him and locked them in position to snarl in Bruce's face.
"You forget I'm a master at dealing with your bullshit."
Dick slammed his knee into Bruce's gut then delivered a hit to the chest with his elbow. He finished off with a backflip kick and landed gracefully a good distance away from the older alpha.
"This about Damian asking me to share his heats, isn't it?"
Bruce growled. Jackpot.
Dick huffed ironically, lips forming a condescending smirk.
"God, you're such a manchild. It's not my fault I treated him so good the first time. Sounds like a skill issue."
It was a taunt. Dick knew why Damian came to him - they had a special emotional bond. Dami trusted him.
And one day, Dick hoped it would become more.
Bruce didn't have that with Damian, and Dick knew the man was jealous. He was Damian's Batman first, and Bruce couldn't take that away from them.
He wouldn't let him.
Dick was ready to block the right hook this time.
"He's my Pack Omega," Bruce grunted in his Batman voice. "You're attempting to take a position that should not be yours."
"Yeah well that doesn't make you his alpha either!" Dick growled, flashing his fangs. "The Pack Omega made his choice and not even you can contest it."
The spar turned into a full blown fight as Bruce grew more aggressive with his punches and Dick pulled all the stops to taunt and push back as much as possible. This was personal, now.
"Even if you win, it still won't change anything," Dick spat. "Damian will always choose me, not you."
"If I win, you will stop playing mates with my omega."
"He's not yours! He's mine!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Both alphas froze mid-fight as their heads snapped toward the direction of the shout. Damian stood on the cave's railing, scent reeking of fury and indignation.
"Both of you should be ashamed of yourselves." He scoffed. "I am not a prize for you to act like immature children who do not want to share their toys! I am a person with my own feelings, you foolish alphas!"
"Dami, that's not--" Dick fumbled, but was promptly cut off.
"Save it, Grayson. I had expected better from you, especially when I chose you to help me through my heats. But it seems to me that my judgement was poorly placed."
Damian glared at the Pack Alpha with the same intensity.
"Neither of you are stepping foot in my nest this cycle."
Bruce and Dick exploded in protests, but Damian merely dismissed them with a growl.
"I have other alphas to give that privilege. I'm sure Drake or Todd wouldn't be too opposed. They've been sniffing after me for a while now."
He turned on his heels, tossing them a cold glance.
"I hope this will be an enlightening moment for you both."
With that, the Pack Omega strutted away, leaving behind two sulking and fuming alphas.
But the lesson wasn't learned, because they would blame each other for this terrible outcome for many days.
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submarinerwrites · 16 days
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fandom: batman
relationship: dick grayson/jason todd
rating: explicit
setting: omegaverse
“C’mon, baby,” Dick cooed. “Go away,” said Jason, crossly. "I’m still mad at you.” Dick grinned. or, Jason and Dick play just-the-tip on a rooftop.
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moedango · 11 months
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Batman aboverse
In this AU, Dick was the one who gave Robin to Jason after knowing him for a week.
They are closer in age in this AU. Around 2 years.
Both are 11 and 9 respectively.
It’s his own way of claiming Jason actually.
Dick: Robin belongs to me and I gave you Robin so that means you belong to me now!
Bruce: That’s not how it-
Jason: Ok!
Bruce, panicking over his child: JASON??!!
And that’s how the tales of 2 robins began. Yes there’s a few years where there are 2 robins in Gotham.
But Jason only started being Robin when he’s 12.
Dick was never adopted. He stays as Bruce ward because he can’t see the man as his father figure. He’s like Steph in a sense. A close family friend who r related to the family by dating someone in the family.
When Dick was 16, he decided to venture more from being a Robin. N also the time when he realised that he want to be something more with Jason.
“Will you be the Flamebird to my Nightwing?”
“Not anytime soon Big Bird~,”
“But maybe in the future?”
It’s a shy yes from Jason if he ever heard it.
Dick started courting Jason slowly. Giving him small trinkets and gifts. If Jason want to take it slow, Dick can do that. He can be patient.
Dick's first courting gift was a pretty stone he found during his mission with the Titans. (Jay accepted the stone with a giggle and call Dick a true bird)
Jay's favourite gift from Dick is the wolf plushie that at least half his size that wore a Discowing suit. (It become a permanent resident in his nest)
They shared Jason’s heat once. Jason is 16 n Dick 18
They promised to discuss about it more after his mission.
They didn’t get to though.
So many things happened at such a short span that leads to Jason searching for another family that may perhaps accept him.
(Someone he can trust and hold on to. Dick's not here and he can't trust B anymore)
And Jay didn’t exactly die alone.
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thiccpersonality · 2 months
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Summary of Chapter 5:
Jason feels like a dam about to burst, his tears flowing from his eyes at how gently Bruce always says his name, like his name deserves to be reverenced and said with love and care. The boy honestly feels tired of crying so much...but he can't help it, he is so used to harsh words that these kind ones make him want to run away and stay to listen at the same time, he can feel his ears itch at hearing the heartfelt words but there is a warmth that fills his chest from them as well.
The boy cries into Bruce's neck and looks up at the man confused, but his eyes seem desperate to know what this kindhearted beta thinks of him. "W-What do you make me out to be? W-What do you see in me?"
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the-alice-of-hearts · 9 months
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DickTim Week Day 4: AOB
Rated Mature, 1150 words, while no archive warnings would apply these would be my warning tags: omegaverse, talk of mpreg but no actual mpreg in fic, alcohol mention, hangovers, mentions of drunk texting.
Posting a couple days late for @dicktimweek but I think I'm almost done with today's entry so it'll be on time!
“Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck!” Tim rolled out of bed to pace across his room while continuing to check his phone. “Oh fuck.” 
“Uh, Tim, buddy? Wanna slow down and tell us what happened?” Steph asked from where she was sitting up on his bed. 
“What happened? What happened? You know what happened! You were there!” He stopped to stare at her. “Why didn’t you take away my phone after we did shots?!” He demanded. 
“Wouldn’t let us,” Cass grumbled and grabbed the blanket that Steph had moved off of them. “Sleep now, food later.” 
The other omega settled into Steph’s lap and started to snore again. 
“I drunk texted Dick!” Tim snapped and that woke Cass back up and got both girls looking at him. “Why would I do that???” 
Cass sat up and groaned. “Food first, then feelings.” 
“Well, I would love to go out on a date with him! But I already poured out all my feelings to him last night.” He hissed. 
Steph threw his pillow at him. “She means for us, idiot. Give me your card and I’ll order delivery, I am not taking you out when you can smell the distress coming off of you from a mile away.” 
Tim felt his face heat up and then started digging around for his wallet before tossing it to her. “Use the purple one, I’ll go shower. There’s water in the fridge.” 
He walked to the shower and then froze when his phone chimed with an incoming message. Quickly turning on the water he checked it, it was a message from Dick and he dreaded opening it knowing what he had sent last night.
Hope you’re feeling okay this morning. Need anything for the epic hangover you probably have?
Tim hovered his thumbs over the keys and finally gave up on sending a message back. He needed a shower and some water before he thought about talking to his long-time crush after confessing his feelings for the alpha. “Ugh! Stupid!” 
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Tim was settling down to eat breakfast with Cass and Steph when there was another knock at the door. They all looked at the door and then back to one another before Steph got up to check it. “You expecting anyone, boyfriend?” 
Tim shook his head and watched her open the door. “Oh thank god he’s not alone.” Dick’s voice drifted into the apartment. 
“Hey, Dick!” Cass called from the table inviting him in. “Want some pancakes?” 
Tim kicked Cass under the table and glared at her. She turned to stick her tongue out at him. 
Dick looked around when Steph got back to her seat and then looked straight at Tim. “Sorry, I know you guys are probably recuperating from last night. I was just worried when Tim didn’t answer my text this morning.” 
“Uh, yeah, sorry. I was in the shower and then food was here when I got out.” Tim couldn’t keep eye contact and kept looking back at the table. 
“Welp! This is totally not awkward!” Steph stood up and grabbed Cass by the hand. “See ya later Tim-tam, let me know if you need anything.” 
The girls were out of the apartment before Tim could say anything to stop them leaving him with a wink and a lear on Steph’s part and a thumbs up from Cass. 
“Have you drank water?” Dick asked from much closer than he had been before. 
Tim turned to look at the alpha and nodded. “Yeah, drank a bottle when I got out of the shower.” 
“Good,” Dick responded and then moved in closer to Tim. “I have some questions.” 
Tim sighed and looked down at his hands. “Yeah, that makes sense. I said… a lot last night.” 
Tim heard Dick pull Steph’s chair over so he could sit right next to Tim. “You did, and I know you, so I know that it’s likely if I didn’t track you down this morning then you wouldn’t let me near you at all for months until I quit asking about it.” 
Tim shook his head and picked at his eggs. “Wouldn’t have taken months.” 
Dick chuckled and carefully pulled Tim’s free hand into his own. “You’re right, but it would have been unstable.” 
“Ask your questions,” Tim said in a small voice. 
“Did you mean it?” Dick asked carefully. 
Tim winced and kept his attention on his plate. “I- well I- it’s-”
“Omega, look at me,” Dick commanded him and Tim was compelled to look at his chosen alpha. “Don’t try to explain it away, just yes or no, did you mean it?” 
Tim swallowed and gave a jerky nod. “Yes.” 
Dick trailed one of his hands up Tim’s arm. “All of it?” 
“Yes, alpha.” Tim whimpered when Dick lightly tickled the inside of his elbow. 
“You want me?” Dick asked again.
“Dick, I want you more than sober me can explain,” Tim admitted. 
“Try to,” Dick whispered, leaning in closer. 
Tim thought about it for a second and then looked at Dick’s eyes, they were warm and open and loving, and maybe this would be okay. He took a shaky breath and started. “I crave your scent, even when I’m not in heat. I want to be near you and to make you smile makes me so insanely happy. I light up when you laugh at one of my jokes because I know that you’re pleased with me. When I smell other omegas on you I want to cover you in my own scent and make you smell like mine. When I am in heat all I can think about is the one emergency heat cycle that you spent taking care of me. I want you to claim me, and mark me up, I want you to make me smell so much like an owned omega that the board members gag on it. I want to have you in my nest for every heat and I want you to pump me full of pups.” 
Dick smiled at him and placed a hand on Tim’s cheek holding his face still. “If you have no objection, I’m going to kiss you now.” 
Tim stared into his eyes. “I need you to be sure. I can’t be a fling, not with you.” 
Dick brushed a thumb under Tim’s eye. “Babybird, you have no idea how many nights I have stayed awake wishing to hear those words from you. Every time you came over I wanted to take you to my den and have my way with you. I want to feed you and provide for you, I want to see you be the dam to my pups and help me train each of them to be tech geniuses and acrobats combined into one. Tim, I want you so badly, and reading your drunk texts just confirmed that for me. Please let me kiss you, please let me claim you.”
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daemoninwhiteround2 · 2 years
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consider jaydick + omega jason + collar
(*cough* Famous Socialite Playboy Richard Grayson Mated? - Gotham Gazette *cough*)
Kuro?
Bruce folds the newspaper and places it down next to his fork, sighing. Jason and Dick squirm across the table from him. Dick keeps opening his mouth as though to say something, but every time he does Jason darts him a glare and from the way his arm jerks, smacks him on the side. Dick pouts and subsides only for the routine to start up again bare minutes later.
Break them with silence is a tried and true method, but one that Bruce isn't consciously attempting today. Truthfully, he doesn't know where to begin.
He sighs again and tubs his temples, pondering the newspaper. Typically, this sort of thing would be kept to the society pages.
But this was Gotham and Gotham loved the Waynes as much as they hated them and print media needed all the help it could get to sell copies.
So most of the front page was a big, colour photo of Dick and Jason twined together as they left yesterday's gala, Dick's hand low on Jason's back, a leg nearly pushing between Jason's in their haste to get away from the paparazzi.
And what neither of them had realised at the time, was that these combined to push the neckline of Jason's dress low enough for Jason's collar to be seen.
It had not been long enough for Gotham to forget what Thomas Wayne's collar looked like.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Nightwing (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types, DC Comics Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West Characters: Wally West, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, ABO, Knight! Wally West, Prince! Dick Grayson, Omega! Wally West, Alpha! Dick Grayson, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Secret Relationship, Mutual Pining, Jealousy, Intersex Omegas, Intersex Wally West, Friends to Lovers, Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut Series: Part 6 of Seasons May Change, But Not My Love For You Summary:
Dick's resolve to abstain from Wally's affection can only last as long as he staves off the rampant jealousy bubbling up from the attention the omega receives from others. As well as outwitting Wally's own machinations.
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selene-borealis · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, DC Extended Universe, DCU Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010) - Freeform, Angst, Hurt & Comfort, Gen Work, No Romance, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Mpreg, Breastfeeding, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Jason Todd, Jason Todd Isn’t Red Hood, Jason Todd is Damian Wayne’s Parent, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Alpha Dick Grayson, 3+1 Things, kind of, Song: Never Make Me Cry (Fleetwood Mac), Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Don’t copy to another site Series: Part 3 of the storms 'verse, Part 31 of thetaverse Summary: AU//Jason had never been the type of person to sit around and mope at his fate. So in the aftermath of him and Damian coming home, when it seemed like that was all Bruce, Dick, and Alfred wanted him to do, it quickly got on his nerves.//Or, the third story in my ABO series, the storms ‘verse.
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ladtheove · 2 years
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Overdrive - Chapter 17 - Ladtheove - Batman - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]
Next chapter of 'Overdrive' up!
I hope you all enjoy (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*.✧
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randomer4567 · 4 months
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Run (Alpha Damian x Omega Reader)
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Summary: You ran away from your alpha, years later he and his family tracked you down.
You despised the galas that Bruce would incessantly throw, primarily because of the other Omegas in attendance. They were nothing more than spoiled brats from wealthy backgrounds. In contrast, you hailed from a low-class family and had to fight tooth and nail to rise to the top. Eventually, you managed to secure a job at Wayne Industries, where you crossed paths with Damian Wayne. What intrigued you about him was his scent, a rarity since you rarely found yourself drawn to the scents of other Alphas, save for your dam and your older sister, who was also an Alpha.
Damian stood apart from the rest, as he seemed disinterested in the typical Alpha behavior of seeking out a harem of omegas.
You didn't actively pursue him, but to your surprise, he took the initiative and asked you out on a date. Initially, you almost canceled because you lacked a suitable fancy dress. However, Damian came through and sent you a dress and heels to wear. The two of you hit it off, leading to him asking you out again. This time, you had a wonderful time together. Love blossomed between you, and soon enough, Damian's rut coincided with your heat.
You decided to spend this intimate time at your place since Damian preferred not to be around his brothers and father during his rut, fearing he might go feral. That's how the two of you officially became a couple. In the beginning, Damian was sweet, treating you with gentleness, care, and respect. He showered you with attention, making you feel special and safe. He seemed to have a deep understanding of you. However, over time, he grew distant, concealing your mating mark in public and distancing himself from you. Your inner omega blamed itself, leading you to make the difficult decision to leave.
You concocted a plan to convince Damian that you were unwell. Convincing Alfred proved to be challenging, so you simply informed him that you were going through a rough week and desired some solitude. With Alfred being an omega himself, he understood your need for privacy and even aided in making it appear as though you were coming down with a cold. And now, you found yourself packing your belongings into a bag, including essential clothing, toiletries, scent blockers, enough food for several days, your cellphone, and laptop for communication with work (having transitioned to freelancing), a small first-aid kit for minor injuries, and a few books for entertainment during your journey. You had meticulously planned everything and were ready to go.
"Omega," Damian's voice called out, causing you to freeze. You mentally cursed yourself, and he approached, peering into your bag. "Are we going somewhere?" he asked, though the look on your face made him rephrase his question. "You're going somewhere," he stated, this time without a hint of uncertainty. You desperately searched for a way to lie or at least avoid getting into trouble.
"Something came up with my sister," you replied, avoiding his gaze, although his mesmerizing green eyes captivated you. Damian raised an eyebrow and remarked, "And you faked being sick just to visit your sister?" Your heart raced as you tried to think of a response. You knew you had to come up with something soon. Taking a deep breath, you attempted to explain.
"Yes, I needed to see her. She hasn't been doing well lately," you quickly added, "I just wanted to make sure she was alright." Damian regarded you with a suspicious expression, and you could tell he wasn't entirely convinced.
He nodded slowly and said, "Alright." Damian walked away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Sighing, you glanced out the window, feeling a sense of relief. You knew Damian would keep an eye on you. You slung your bag over your shoulder, opened the window, and cursed silently. Why did Damian have to choose a bedroom on the third floor? Fortunately, the presence of vines provided a stroke of luck. You grabbed onto them and climbed down.You fled the Wayne property, having purchased a one-way ticket to Gotham months before, before you had met Damian.
You applied scent blockers before boarding the plane. Your laptop was turned off, and your phone was set to airplane mode.Years passed, and you built a new life for yourself. Adopting an alias in your freelancing work, you altered your appearance slightly. While you didn't have a new mate, you lived with your beta cousin, who willingly helped conceal your omega scent. Despite occasional bouts of loneliness, you found contentment in your new existence. That is, until the day you unexpectedly encountered someone you never thought you would see again—Tim Drake.
You pretended not to notice him, grateful for the scarf you had borrowed from your cousin. By a strange twist of fate, you ended up in the same grocery line. Tim attempted to engage in small talk, questioning how you had been, why you left without a word, and urging you to call Damian as he had been searching for you. Feeling a surge of anxiety, you swiftly made your escape, driving a few blocks away before abandoning the car to avoid any potential tracking. With groceries in hand, you approached your cousin's home, only to be confronted by a startling sight—Red Hood and Damian holding your cousin at gunpoint.
To be continued...
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ahfrickenfrick · 1 month
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damian: *does the ipad kid cough*
dick: *in horror as this has NEVER happened before* WHO TAUGHT HIM THAT
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mlm-writer · 7 months
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Pairing:  Omega Dick Grayson x Alpha Male Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 1506 POV: Second Summary: The Big Tober Day 1 - Last day of an omega’s heat and their alpha is TIRED Note: Woo it is octoberrrr Tags: established relationship, creampie/breeding, knotting, overstimulation, off-screen consented somnophilia, blacking out, riding and aftercare bath
Your name was sung from the bedroom, the sweet tone not giving you the warmth it usually did. “Wait a moment!” You called back as you added some cold milk to your steaming coffee. You gave it a good swirl and took a sip. Once you had determined it would not burn your throat to a crisp, you chugged the pint as fast as you could. 
“Alpha,” your husband whined as he came over to stand in the doorway to the kitchen. You sighed. You loved him so much, but his heats were long. Dick was fine at the moment, just still unbelievably horny and cranking up the AC to fight the furnace his hormones turned his body into. 
“I’m coming,” you sighed as you put the beer glass into the sink. You had barely turned around when your omega cornered you against the sink. His nose was in your neck, taking deep sniffs, burying itself into your scent glands. “I can’t believe you’re out here walking around after we just fucked for hours,” you whined as you draped your arms over Dick and rested your body against him.
Dick had started peppering your neck in kisses. His pheromones were keeping you from just tapping out and calling a service. This wasn’t the first time you spent Dick’s heat together, but each time you forgot how Dick’s stamina was far greater than your own. “I just can’t get enough of you,” Dick purred as he started leading you out of the kitchen. You followed him back to the bedroom. The whole room smelled of sweat and sex, empty 2 litre water bottles scattering the floor, along with dirty towels, clothes and wet wipes that have long since dried out. “Just lie back, alpha, I got it from here,” Dick mused as he pushed you onto the dirty sheets. You couldn’t care less, you were still dirty from your last romp anyway. 
You hadn’t bothered putting on clothes while you had gone for your coffee break. It gave your partner free access to your limp cock resting against your thigh. Dick didn’t waste time putting it in his mouth. You expected him to make quick work of getting you hard again, but he just lied there, face buried in your pelvis as he suckled on your soft cock. You let out a sigh, thankful for the gentle and slow start. You reached down, running your fingers through Dick’s hair while he brought you gentle pleasure. 
Your body relaxed. Warmth all around you. The mattress dipped nicely. You pulled a pillow down to rest your head on and… yeah you dozed off. You didn’t know for how long, but when consciousness found you again, the first sight that greeted you was Dick deepthroating you, his spit encasing your cock and dripping down your balls. He looked at you, teary eyed, and smiled with his mouth full of cock when your eyes looked back at him. The omega pulled off and wiped his glistening lips. “Looks like my alpha is ready to go,” he joked as he shifted. You registered about three words of that, but the meaning of whatever he said was of no importance as you felt his wet hole slide down on you. He was hot inside, the heat almost scorching you. 
A long whine left your lips as you let your head fall onto the pillow below your head. Filthy words of praise left Dick’s mouth as he panted on your cock, riding it like he had been waiting on it for ages. You were exhausted beyond imagination, but somehow you were hard as a rock and even bucking up into your omega. Dick used you like a dildo, not thinking about your pleasure at all as he grinded his hole down on you, while stimulating himself with a hand between his spread open legs. “Slow down, please, I am not going to last long like this,” you panted, lifting your head to behold the epitome of lewdness. 
Dick had his eyes closed, mouth open to let out the moans that bubbled up from where he found himself in heaven. “Yes, please, knot me again,” he begged, body moving rapidly like he had an undepletable source of energy. He did the exact opposite of what you asked, desperately seeking that which scratched the itch of his instinctual needs. “Please, alpha, please,” he almost screamed, lost in the pleasure of being filled and the hunger for more. He needn’t beg. You were at his mercy, at the mercy of his heat. 
You tried to think of unsexy things, determined to hold on a little longer, but your mind drifted to Dick sucking your cock while you had a little nap. You were bound to fall asleep on him again some time soon and you hoped he would continue to use your body like he had before. It was a train of thought you should not have entertained; the tension in your abdomen snapped and you pulled Dick down onto your quickly-swelling knot. Relief washed over you as you groaned and pumped another load into your mate. Dick howled, lost in the pleasure as he kept riding you. What started as a nice milking, quickly turned into torture. The man on top of you did not stop. He kept riding your knot, his hole so stretched that it almost slipped out with every lift of his hips. “More, more, more,” he begged, hands landing on your chest. His face hung over yours, his tongue slipping out as his eyes crossed. You tried to hold him still, but his hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head. 
You struggled in his grip, but there was no energy left in you and Dick was not exactly your typical frail omega. You begged him to stop, to not stop, to… Anything. Your words met his ears, but never reached his mind, brain too fogged up on pleasure to register a single word coming from you. Miracles still existed when you found yourself orgasm again. Your body went slack, giving up and just taking it. Dick has been fucked so much the past few days, he could lift himself off your knot and then force it back inside. You barely registered the mess he was making on your torso. Pleas wanted to make themselves known, but you could only scream while you swimmed in the ocean of pleasure and pain. 
Did you cum again? You had no idea. At some point, things went black. You never saw the way Dick did not even realise you had blacked out from the overstimulation. You never saw him cum on your cock over and over until it wasn’t hard enough to ride anymore. You never saw him rub himself all over your thigh, getting off on your skin again, humping you like a dog. You never saw him watch your sleeping body while he fisted himself to give himself the feeling of being knotted. The only thing that reached you were his repeated cries of your name that influenced your dreams. 
When the morning light reached through the crack in the curtains to touch your face, you woke with a pounding headache and a mouth as dry as a lesbian at a sausage party. You blinked the sleep out of your eyes, vision a little blurry for a moment. You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking around the room. There was a bit of water left, but the bottle was at the other side of the room. Your eyes scanned the room, anxiety growing within you when you did not see your partner anywhere. “Dick?” You called out, voice rough. 
“Bath!” A reply came from the distance. You let out a sigh of relief, climbing off the bed to get to the water bottle. You chugged the last bit as you almost limped to the bathroom. The small room was filled with the scent of sandalwood and vanilla. You could see the steam come off the hot water in the tub, but your lover seemed unbothered by the heat. When he saw you, he reached down to pull the plug. You waited as Dick let the bath empty a little, before turning on the cold tap. When he deemed the bath at a suitable temperature for you, you joined him, the water splashing over the side, but neither of you mentioned it. 
“It’s still hot!” You complained as you settled with your back against Dick’s chest. Your omega chuckled and wrapped his arms around your middle, holding you against him, while you let the hot water relax your exhausted body. 
“This is as cold as I am willing to go and you know it.” You hummed in reply, closing your eyes, ears now finally able to notice the soft jazz that echoed off the bathroom tiles. “Don’t sleep. I will make you breakfast once I can stand straight again.” You didn’t hear him say it, already snoozing in that overheated bathtub. 
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ghost-bxrd · 2 months
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hi!!! I love your writings so much, especially the fic, “morality disgrace us now (entertain and take a bow)” I love reading platonic omega Jason and I love love loveeee how you did Bruce and Dick in this fic. At the bottom you wrote about Jason meeting Tim and immediately taking a liking to him. I was perhaps wondering if you could go more into detail? Jason being dragged by the scruff back home because “he’s fine obviously!!” And then meets Tim and just immediately goes “Pup!” And perhaps a little drabble about how dick and bruce refuse to leave him out of their sight and his growing annoyance to just want to cuddle with Tim. All platonic haha ? I love the omega Jason troupe where he just wants to live his life but he has his whole family on his ass all the time just trying to show their love. Just a thought, sorry for rambling !
Here‘s a little scene for that 💚💚💚
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the-alice-of-hearts · 9 months
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DickTim Week Day 6: Slade’s Apprentice Meets Ra’s Heir
Rating: Explicit, word count 8483, no archive warnings would apply. It is omegaverse though. A lot of characters get to make an appearance in this one. Hope you all like it!
@dicktimweek
Dick had a handle on things. Or, well, he at least felt like he did… He would…God he hoped he was doing the right thing. Tim had left though, Dick needed the omega and he left. Gotham needs Batman, and Dick was the only one who could fulfill that role. He was the only one of Bruce’s sons who could step into the suit and god is he didn’t hate that that was the truth. Dick looked over at Damian before nodding. 
“Robin, that’s enough for tonight. Go back to the cave and I’ll be there soon.” 
Damian stared at him for a moment and then that look of disgust came over his face. “You’re going to look for the pretender again aren’t you?” 
Dick grit his teeth and took in a deep breath. “I’m going to see what progress Oracle has made in tracking him down, yes.” Damian went to speak again but Dick held up a hand. “Robin, you will return to the cave. I don’t want to hear anything more on the topic.” 
Damian held his stare for a moment and Dick knew that if he could see through the whiteouts he would see Damian’s eyes lit up like fire. Finally the teenager nodded and ran off. 
Dick reached up and pressed the button on his com. “Agent A, I’m sending Robin home. If he’s not back in the next twenty minutes please inform me.” 
“Roger that Batman.” 
Dick let out a sigh and then started his way to the clock tower. He wanted to see how Babs was doing, and he actually did have a small bit of hope that maybe she had found some trail of Tim. 
He landed on top of the tower and waved at the camera that she had set up next to the bat entrance. It took less than five seconds for her to open the hatch, but it was enough time for him to worry that she wasn’t going to let him in. 
“What do you need Batman?” She asked as he landed behind her. 
“How are you doing?” He asked softly. 
“I’m fine.” She won’t look at him and he knows why. He knows that she is angry, but god it hurts. 
“Babs, I-” He tries to talk to her, but then she turns her head and looks at him. 
“Don’t. I have the birds looking for clues, but no one has seen him. If Tim doesn’t want to be found then he won’t be.” She looks back at her setup and sighs. “He’s good, and if he needed help he would reach out. If he accesses any of the bat tech then I’ll know, but he’s gone to ground. Maybe this is a good thing, maybe he’s out.” 
Dick hangs his head and squeezes his hands tight. “You know that he isn’t. He’s out there somewhere, and I honestly don’t know that he will reach out. Cassie hasn’t seen him, Steph can’t track him, he hasn’t called or written…” 
Babs kept typing for a moment while Dick stood there hoping she would say something else. “If you keep that up then the scent blockers are going to fail you before you get back to the cave. Gotham still thinks Batman is a beta.” Her cutting tone was harsh, but it snapped him out of his head. 
“I’ll head home.” Dick gave in. 
“Be safe out there Batman,” Babs called out to him and Dick waved at her before leaving the tower the same way he came in. 
Dick ran his hand over the cowl and glared, he hated this stupid suit. Dick started his way back to where the batmobile was stashed in an alley. He kept an ear out for anything that was happening, but it was starting to crest into morning and crime had slipped back into the shadows for the day. Dick made it to the car and then stopped short. Because there was a bright red note on the windshield, and the tires were stacked next to the car with a tire iron sitting on top. 
“HOOD!” Dick screamed. 
He smelled the other alpha before he stepped out of the shadows. “Might want to get it together fast. Sun’s comin’ up in little over an hour,'' Jason snarked at him through the voice modulator. 
Dick launched himself at Jason and tried to strike fast. “What the hell?” 
Jason easily sidestepped his strikes and danced further into the alley. “Needed your attention,” Dick growled loudly and Jason just laughed. “Oh, is the big bad bat playin’ at bein’ an alpha?” 
Dick sneered at him. “Don’t make me bite you.” 
“Cool it, golden boy, I have information.” Jason struck out and Dick had to back up to avoid the fist. 
“What is it?” Dick demanded. 
“Deathstroke,” Jason responded. “He left a message with me.” Jason nodded to the car. “Don’t know what it says, but he paid me good to give it to you.” 
Dick pulled back and turned to look at the letter. “Why not just drop it off?” 
Jason shrugged. “Because he told me that he’d know when you read it, and that if you didn’t then he’d make my life miserable.” 
Dick glared at the paper as though he could make it disappear. 
“What does orange and black want with you?” Jason asked. 
“Nothing good,” Dick muttered. 
“Well, read it, yeah? I’ll put the tires back.” Jason walked over to the tires to start the process. 
Dick walked over to the letter and picked it up carefully. He didn’t know what Slade wanted, but he knew whatever it was, it was gonna be bad. He looked at Jason and stepped into the alley so that he wasn’t too close in case there was poison or something inside the envelope. Turning it over he saw there was nothing on the outside, and the seal was just the normal glue seal that envelopes came with. With shaking fingers, he grabbed a Batarang from his belt and sliced open the envelope. No puff of smoke, but he could smell that Slade had scented the paper. He pulled out the letter and unfolded it. 
Renegade,
I know whom you seek, and better yet, I know where the wayward Robin is. You know what I want, you know I can deliver, and you know that this is how it will always end. Come back to me, and I will help you get your omega back. 
-Deathstroke
Dick held his breath. No one knew Tim’s dynamic, not even Bruce knew that Tim was an omega, hell even in her brainwashing of Jason, Talia had never known that Tim was an omega. Damian only found out because when Tim left he had left the cave filled with the scent of an omega in distress. Dick assumed that Alfred knew, but nothing made it past the eyes of him. He looked over at Jason, did he know? Did Babs? He took a moment to wonder if Kon or Bart knew before… 
“So, anything interesting?” Jason asked from where he was putting the second tire back on.
“Just more of the same old same old.” Dick lied. “He wants to meet with me, I’m not going to give him the satisfaction.” 
Jason studied him and then turned back to the tire with a small hum. “Any word on the replacement?” 
Dick shook his head. “Not yet.” 
“He’s still out there, Oracle will find him.” Jason walked over to grab the third tire and then tilted his head. “What?” 
Dick shook his head and swallowed back his instincts. “Just worried about him, he’s been no contact since Steph.” 
Jason stared at him for another moment. “Take my bike and go home. I’ll bring the car back.” 
Dick gave a small smile. “Thanks Little Wing.” 
“Whatever, just give me your keys.” Jason tossed his bike keys at Dick and Dick tossed back the keys to the batmobile. 
He made the trip back as fast as he could. Damian was most likely waiting up for him, and he needed to get him to bed before the pup fell asleep in the cave again. He let himself pull on his bond with Tim just once, hoping that maybe the omega would respond this time, but like every other attempt Dick was met with a wall of nothing. Tim’s bond was still there though, so he was still alive, and for now, that was all Dick could know. Tim’s silence was hard, but he had survived so much, and he would come home… probably. 
---
Tim could admit that maybe his plans were not always the most thought out. Lying in the dessert bleeding out next to the only remaining member of his team he could see how this could have gone a little differently. 
“B-b-b,” Pru tried to talk but Tim just shook his head. 
“Not dead yet,” he gasped out. “I’m gonna get us out of here.” 
He slowly turned on his side and clicked the emergency beacon that Ra’s hadn’t taken from him. There was a slim chance that he’d make it back to the hotel for the drop, but maybe Dick would come for him. Curling up in a ball for just two seconds he allowed himself to close his eyes and imagine the alpha scruffing him and telling him it was all going to be okay. “Get up,” he hissed at himself. 
He pulled a pressure bandage from his bandolier and applied it to the hole in his side. It wouldn’t do much about the blood loss he was already suffering, but maybe it would at least keep him alive long enough to get Pru safe. 
He stumbled into the motel room and laid Pru on the bed. “I’ll contact the league, it’ll be okay.” 
One moment he was holding the radio and the next he was kneeling on the floor trying not to throw up. Taking in a deep breath and clenching his eyes shut he kept himself together. Tim reached out to the radio and flipped it on. “We’ve been attacked. Two losses, myself and one asset are back at base.” 
If a reply came Tim wouldn’t have known. The last thing he heard before passing out due to blood loss was footsteps and a deep voice.
“Finally caught you little bird.” 
---
Tim woke up in a room that was glowing. Shit. He rolled away from the source of the light and stood up to see that he was indeed in the Lazarus room. His fingers itched to grab a weapon but he was in a loose gown without anything on him. 
“Ah, Detective, you’re finally awake.” Ra’s sauntered toward him from the side of the room. “I was beginning to worry that we would have to throw you in the pit after all.” 
Tim grasped at that information and reached for his side to feel where the stab wound was. 
“Fickle things stab wounds, yours wouldn’t stop bleeding so we had to remove your spleen. The stitches will come out in a few days and you’ll be back to finding the Bat.” Ra’s was within arm's distance now. 
Tim cleared his throat. “What about-” 
Ra’s held up a hand. “You’ll have very few questions when I am done, I’d save them.” 
Tim glared but held his tongue. If there was one thing he was good at it was getting adults to not lash out at him. 
“Prudence was brought back with you, her failure in keeping her team together will be punished after her own healing is done. The man who brought you here let slip a beautiful nugget of information that was quickly confirmed. I believe you know Ms. Fox? Or at least her father?” 
Tim went cold. Tam Fox was a good person who as of yet hadn’t really been wrapped up into the whole Batman thing. If she was here…
“You’ll be escorted back to your chambers and she is there waiting for you.” Ra’s continued shattering Tim’s hold on himself. He was endangering a civilian. “I have a proposal for you, one that I believe you will be interested in this time. But, before I tell you I think you may want that reunion first. You’ll have time to ask your questions later.” 
“Ra’s-” 
He held up a hand and Tim fell silent as the doors opened and a few assassins came into the room. They surrounded Tim and Ra’s made his exit before he had another chance to talk. 
“Come with us, detective.” One of the assassins turned and started to lead him down the hallways. 
He couldn’t decide what was the worse reason for being escorted through the compound. Because on the one hand, were they afraid he would get lost because he didn’t know his way around? Or was it because he was a threat and Ra’s wanted him observed closely even while in his sanctuary… either option was a bad one. 
He stepped into the room that Ra’s had been keeping him in while he was here and stood by the door when the scent of angry scared beta came over him. 
“Stay right there.” Tam hissed from the bedroom. “I’ll come out there.” 
Tim stayed still and waited, attempting to control his scent like Pru had been teaching him to do since blockers weren’t allowed to be worn within the compound. “Tam, it’s Tim.” 
The sudden movement into the room by the beta woman was a lot and Tim acted on instinct to avoid her. 
“You idiot! Why are you out here? Why haven’t you reached out! What are you doing!” Tam yelled at him. 
“Back up, why are you here Tam?” He asked softly. 
“My father sent me, we need you back at WE. Things are going back and Dick isn’t handling anything well with having so much on his plate. We need you back so you can help.” She went for the logic route and Tim couldn’t hold back the half growl. 
“He’ll be fine. He has the rest of them, and I’m needed here. Besides, I’m almost done.” Tim had the last bit of evidence he needed to prove to the JL that Bruce was out there. “All I need to do is to get Ra’s to deal.” 
“Drake, you’re an idiot if you think he’s gonna let you leave here.” Tam sat down at the coffee table and glared at him. “He’s taken me hostage so that you can’t, and you know it.” 
Tim nodded sadly. “Yeah, yeah I know.” 
---
Three days. That’s how long Ra’s gave him before summoning Tim to his inner sanctuary again. 
“Detective,” Ra’s greeted him. 
“Ra’s,” Tim responded, refusing to bow to the insane man and give him any semblance of submission. 
“Timothy, you know that there was a time that I sought out the Bat as my heir.” Ra’s started in. 
“And put his son on the path to kill me, yeah, I remember.” Tim snarked. “What’s the point here?” 
“I have a proposal for you. I want you to be my heir, I want you to carry on the league and lead it into a new era.” Ra’s smiled at him. “It would be so simple, for you to take over the league would take very little.” 
“Be your heir? Or bear your heir?” Tim felt the need to clarify before anything more came of this conversation. 
Ra’s laughed. “Detective, not to offend, but I am an old man and it has been a long time since I have kept up with another Omega, the league can only be headed by someone with a strong mind, holding onto the bonds of loyalty for all of the league members is something you will need to be trained into. It will be easier if you have a mate, but obviously, I have proven that with a strong enough mind you don’t have to have one.” 
“What would I have to do?” Tim asked. 
“Simple, give up the Bat’s way of thinking. Accept a bond from me so I can teach you the league’s ways better. Finally, if there comes a time that you wish to mate you would need to understand that you will be mating for the good of the league, love has very little to do with that.” Ra’s smiled at him. “You are already a trained fighter, you need only history lessons and the passing over of the league would be ready once I am ready to let go.” 
“Can I think about it?” Tim asked quietly.
“I will expect your answer at dinner.” Ra’s agreed and then motioned for Tim to leave.
Tim started forming his plan as he was escorted back to his rooms. There was a way to get Bruce back to Gotham, and that’s what mattered really wasn’t it? That Bruce was Batman again, and that he was safe. Tam also needed to get home, and he now had something that the demon’s head wanted. 
He walked into the room where Tam was writing something in the little journal she had been allowed to keep. “Listen, I’m gonna get you home. There’s just one thing I need you to do for me.” 
She looked at him warily. “What?” 
“I need you to tell Oracle that I’m dead, and I need you to give her this.” Tim walked over to his suit and fished the hidden flash drive out of it.
“What do you mean you’re dead?” Tam demanded. “Tim, what are you doing?” 
Tim sighed. “Okay, I’m not dead dead, but I do need them to stop looking for me okay? Gotham needs Batman, and he needs to keep his head there and not go looking for the lost Robin. Hood came back, Oracle is established, and Nightwing chose the next Robin already. They don’t need me, they need to get Batman back, and they need to stay away where they’re safe.” 
“I’m not telling your family that you’re dead,” Tam responded. 
“They will get themselves killed coming after me if you don’t.” Tim glared. “Just trust me, please.” 
Tam finally nodded. “Fine.” 
---
Barbara was having a typical night, running coms from her clock tower, keeping her ear to the ground for any sign of Tim, and making sure that her boys didn’t do anything too stupid. So she was very taken aback when someone was waving at the camera hidden in the broom closet on the main level. She turned on the mic from that room to listen. 
“-and I know you don’t really know me, but I have a message that I’m supposed to bring straight to you.” 
“Who are you?” Barbara asked. 
“My name is Tam Fox. He told me to say the birds only fly because the augury watches over them.” 
Barbara hit the button to open the door to the hidden elevator before Tam even finished the code that Tim told her. It was an old joke of his that she was reading the skies by the trails of her birds so she was less oracle of delphi and more an augur.
Tam stepped into the room and Barbara looked her over. “Where is he?” 
Tam nodded. “I have a line I’m supposed to say, but before any of that happens you need this. He told me that you’d be the only person who could decrypt it.” Tam handed her a flash drive and Barbara looked at it. It was one of hers that Tim had borrowed some case files on years ago. 
“What’s on it?” She asked as she plugged it into a spare laptop that wasn’t connected to anything just in case it was corrupted. 
Tam bit her lip and then nodded to herself. “Tim said it’s the proof he was looking for. He said if you use this you’ll find the real Batman.” 
Barbara stilled for half a second and then started typing quickly to get the files off the drive. That idiot had done it. He actually found Bruce. 
Tam fidgeted and Barbara looked up to see her playing with the bracelet on her wrist. “I-I think that Nightwing needs to be here to hear the rest of the message.” 
Barbara studied her and then nodded. If Tim wanted them to know something he sent the right person. Tam was strong, she had her father’s strength. Barbara turned back to her computer and flipped on the line to Dick. He was on his regular route and nothing major had popped up so he could come here for a quick update. “Batman, you’re needed in the tower. Feel free to bring Robin-”
“No!” Tam interrupted her. 
Barbara looked over and tilted her head. 
“Trust me, please,” Tam whispered. “Oracle? Everything okay?” Dick asked in her ear. 
“Nvm on that, I need you, let Robin patrol solo or send him home. Either way, you need to be here five minutes ago.” She nodded at Tam who relaxed a little. 
“We’re kinda in the middle of patrol right now O.” Dick sounded conflicted. 
“There’s someone here who’s spotted your wayward bird. They have a message for us from him.” Barbara responded. 
“I’ll be there momentarily.” Dick’s response was curt and she knew that he was going to be angry. 
Barbara set aside the laptop after seeing that Tim had everything organized the way he usually did and knew that she’d be able to get everything to whom it needed to go in the right order. “Can I offer you some tea?” She asked Tam. 
Tam shook her head. “Actually, do you have a coke? Or something carbonated in general? I’ve had so much tea in the last month I’m not sure I can stand another glass for a while.” 
Barbara laughed and motioned to the fridge in the corner. “Help yourself, will you grab me two bottles of water?” 
Tam went over and grabbed the drinks and then Dick’s tracker showed him on the roof. “Incoming,” Barbara said as she wheeled over to accept the waters after having opened the trap door for Dick. 
Dick landed in the room and looked around before zeroing in on Tam. “Where is he?” 
“Hello Batman, how are you? Do you know Tam Fox?” Barbara interrupted.
Dick turned to glare for a second. “Oracle.” 
“No, it’s okay.” Tam gave a sad smile and then gestured to the chair. “You might want to sit down.” 
Barbara stilled her fingers on the laptop and saw that Dick was standing completely still for the first time in a long while. “Where is he?” She whispered out. 
Tam steeled herself. “Tim’s exact words to me before I got out were. ‘Tell them I’m dead because there’s no way I’m breaking us both out of here alive. Not without compromising who I am.’ Then I was being led out of the compound as quickly as possible.” 
“What compound?” Dick asked. “Where is Tim?” 
“He’s with Ra’s Al Ghul.” Tam looked at them with a fire in her eyes. “And if it weren’t for my stupidity then he would probably be delivering that flash drive himself, but he isn’t. He wants you all to be here, he wants you to save Batman, and he wants you to let him go. Ra’s offered him a choice and he took it. If you care about him, if you ever cared about him, you’ll let him do this.” 
Barbara winced when Dick let out a slightly hysterical laugh. “He told you to say that, didn’t he?” 
Tam nodded at him. “Told me that it was the only way to get a group of stupid alphas to trust his judgment.” 
The stunned Dick into standing still again and then he looked at Barbara. “Find Bruce, he’s gonna be the only one who can convince the little shit that self-sacrifice is an idiotic move.” 
“Tim already found him.” She replied, having gone back to looking in the folders. “We need a time machine, but Bruce is located and will be okay. I’m calling Clark.” 
Dick nodded at her. “I need to run. Ms. Fox, thank you for getting this information back to us.” 
Before either of the women could say anything Dick was grappling out of the clock tower and Barbara just stared, wishing she could give him better news. 
“Nothing ever happened between Nightwing and Tim did it?” Tam asked. 
Barbara shook her head. “Not to my knowledge, besides, as far as I’m aware Nightwing is only into Omegas.” 
Tam snapped her head to look at her and then just nodded in understanding. “Oh, I see.” 
“I’m about to have a lot of company, you should leave the way you came in.” Barbara turned to look back at her system. “Seriously, thank you, you have no idea how much this means to all of us. If you ever need anything, get in touch.” 
Tam gave a small smile and nod and then headed to the elevator. “Please, if you guys do get him to come home, tell him that I didn’t say a word more than he told me to.”
---
Two weeks, it took two weeks for Bruce to be back in the watchtower. Another week and a half to get him decontaminated so that he could come back to the cave, and a fourth week was spent letting him rest before Dick finally cornered him in his office. 
“We have to go get Tim.” Dick opened with the only thing he cared about. 
Bruce nodded like he had known that that’s what Dick was going to say. “I know he’s important-”
“He’s the only reason you came home, ‘important’ doesn’t begin to cover it.” Dick cut him off. 
“Dick, I know. But he made his choice.” Bruce was talking to him like this was when one of the Titans left the team to quit the hero life. 
“What are you saying?” Dick demanded. 
“Tim has asked us not to come after him.” Bruce tried the gentle voice again and Dick growled. 
“He is in an unknown situation, where he was keeping a civilian safe, he doesn’t need us to sit back and do nothing!” Dick clenched his fists and could feel his nails digging into his palms. “He didn’t give up on you-”
“Enough!” Bruce cut him off this time. “I’m not giving up on Tim. I’m respecting his final request. It’s likely he’s dead Dick, based on the message he sent to me with Tam he made an impossible choice, and if we go after him they will dunk him in the pit and hope for the best. He begged me not to come after him, told me he’d rather stay dead then be whatever twisted form that the pit would bring back.” 
Dick held impossibly still not daring to even breathe. He took two seconds to try to control himself before turning and stalking out the door. “Fine! If you won’t go find him, I’ll find him myself!” 
Damian scrambled out of his way as he stalked past. Dick knew that the pup would be upset, but he couldn’t think about that right now, his omega was out there in the hands of the demon himself and Dick needed him back. 
Cass stepped in front of him when he reached the front door and held out a notebook in one hand and the keys to his bike in the other. “Find him, save him, come home.” 
“I’ll do my best,” he whispered. “Watch out for Dami?” 
Cass laughed and nodded. “Pack will still be standing when you get home. Rescue your omega.” 
He accepted the items from her hands and pulled her into a hug. “Promise.” 
His first stop was his apartment. He had a go-bag stashed there and there was only one more person to see and the easiest way to do that was to be suited up. He slipped into his apartment and then paused. There was a scent lingering in the room, one that he hadn’t been this close to in months. Dick rushed to his bedroom and changed as fast as possible. The other alpha clearly hadn’t been there in a few hours, but he had left his scent for a reason. Once he was suited up as Nightwing once more Dick grabbed his go-bag and slipped out the window. If he was going where he thought he was then he wouldn’t need the bike again for a long while. 
Dick slipped his com in his ear and waited for Babs to contact him while he made his way in the direction of Crime Alley, he didn’t miss the fact that the other alpha’s scent was going the same direction. 
“You’re being an idiot, but I get it. Bring him home yeah?” Babs’ voice came through the com unit. 
“If no one will help then I need to do this on my own. I’ll do my best to bring him home.” 
“Just don’t get dead yourself.” She responded. “I’m gonna scramble your unit. Take it with you and use it if you need extraction.” 
“Love you too Oracle.” Dick smiled and then pulled the unit out of his ear. He placed it into a lead-lined container that Tim had given to him months before his disappearance. 
“Yo! Golden child!” Jason’s voice came from his left and Dick stopped short to see him approach. “Daddy bats back up and moving?” 
“He better be.” Dick nodded. 
“You going after the wayward bird?” Jason asked seriously. 
“Someone has to,” Dick smirked. 
Jason nodded. “Get Deathstroke out of the alley before you leave yeah? He says he won’t leave until he talks to you and he’s makin’ my guys nervous.” 
“Don’t worry Hood, I think he’ll be leaving real soon.” Dick smiled. “Keep them safe, yeah?” 
“Don’t get mushy, just bring the bird home.” Jason rolled his eyes. 
Dick nodded and then went back to tracking Slade’s scent through Gotham. He found him sitting at a little rooftop cafe near the alley and recognized some of Jason’s men milling about trying to remain inconspicuous. 
“Nightwing.” Slade greeted him and gestured for him to sit down. 
“Help me.” Were the first words that Dick could get out of his mouth. 
“I can help you get to your Omega, however, it will take time. Time that you will need to follow my orders, and time that you will need to do what must be done. Are you willing?” Slade asked him with a voice that bordered on straight out commanding. 
“Two years.” Dick held out a hand. “You have two years or I’ll go get him on my own.” 
Slade smiled at him and nodded. “Let’s go.” 
~~~
“I want a mate.” Tim requested one day. 
Ra’s looked him over for a moment and then tilted his head in a motion to continue. 
Tim steeled himself for the conversation. “My heats last a week and a half on average, this is fine, but I know that they would be shorter, and far less painful if I had a mate. You wish for me to take on the league’s bonds, I believe that I will have a clearer head to learn from you if I’m experiencing heats in a regulated fashion.” 
“Detective, it’s been a while since you’ve stepped foot out of the halls of Nanda Parbat, do you have a suitor in mind? Or-” Ra’s paused as Tim held up his hand. 
“My chosen mate will fight for me. Let the champions come, and I will choose the one who can one day help me carry the league into a new era.” 
Ra’s smiled and nodded. “I’ll arrange a tournament.” 
Tim had made this decision with a lot of thought, but he was still nervous about letting just any alpha touch him. A part of him hoped that Talia let slip to Bruce that he was going to be mated, but the rest of him knew that the beta wouldn’t let any of his sons come after him, not after Tim’s ultimatum. It was comforting in a way that he had been left alone for this long already. Ra’s was a difficult teacher, and each fight against him had been fought tooth and nail, but it was going to be worth it when he finally took control of the league. He could change things, he had to change things. Maybe Bruce would even let him come home… six months and counting was making it seem like maybe Bruce wouldn’t. 
“Stop it,” he whispered to himself. “You can’t think like that.” 
It took Ra’s three days to let Tim know that the tournament was on. Three of Ra’s best fighters, someone hand-picked by Lex Luthor himself, and two other champions that were chosen by mentors that Ra’s had contacted. Tim knew that the Justice League would know something was going on when all these people showed up in Pakistan, but Tim was just hoping that either Bruce would keep them away or would be one of them. 
The tournament was set to be in a week, the actual fighting wouldn’t start until Tim’s pre-heat started softening his caramel smell, but he would have a chance to have dinner with the potential suitors before the fight began the next day. He needed to remember that whoever won would be a faceless nobody, someone who didn’t know him, and he needed to keep his head on when he came out of a loveless heat. 
Slade was the first to arrive at the compound. His apprentice was tall and strong and unfortunately wore a mask just like his master to hide his features from the world. Slade referred to him as Renegade and told Ra’s that the man had been trained by the best that Sade would accept. Tim felt like a bug being inspected anytime Renegade was in the room. He moved silently like most of the league, but Tim could feel the alpha’s eyes on him whenever he stepped into a shared space. Ra’s champions were often following Tim, one of them had been his bodyguard when he first got to the compound, and the other two were unknown to Tim. The next to arrive at the compound was Lex Luthor, his champion was promised to be there at dinner but Tim hadn’t caught sight of the alpha yet. Finally, Ra’s informed him that Lady Shiva had accepted the summons and brought her own alpha champion to fight for his heat. When she arrived the league went silent at the sight of the young alpha in her wake. The One Who Knows All hadn’t been back on league territory since she joined the bats and Tim was ready to destroy everything he had fought for if it weren’t for the fact that any fight he started would end with him jumpstarting his heat. He may love Cass, but he didn’t expect her to be the bat that showed up first. In fact, he had partially expected Dick to find his own way into the compound to fight for Tim’s hand. But he couldn’t think about the alpha that could have been right now. He needed to figure out how he was going to get Cass out of Ra’s hands when she won the right to his heat. 
The dinner came and Tim suddenly had a whole new problem.
Tim walked into the hall behind Ra’s and then froze. Because sitting next to Lex as his champion was Conner. “Kon,” Tim breathed out and Kon looked at him and lifted his mouth into a smile. 
“I reject you.” The words were out of his mouth before he could think. Ra’s had told him that he was allowed to reject one of the champions, he had thought originally he would use this on one of the league alphas, but seeing Kon sitting there he knew what he needed to do. “My lord, I reject Kon-el, Connor Luthor, champion of Lex Luthor. We would make a poor match.” 
“Tim-” Kon tried to step forward but Renegade was suddenly before him with a knife that looked to be tinted green from where Tim was standing. 
“He rejected you kid, get out.” Renegade’s masked voice was deep and gravely and Tim hadn’t heard it before. Cass was just watching what was happening from her own seat but he could see that she was conflicted. 
“If you don’t leave it will take me three seconds to out the identity of the second superboy to everyone sitting in this room, and I’ll make sure the knowledge goes public.” Tim hissed under his breath and Kon paled. “Do not think for one second that I’m bluffing, ask Batman why he hasn’t come for his wayward bird and you’ll know I’m a bigger threat than any of you have ever faced.” 
Kon studied his face and then nodded. “Okay, I’ll leave… I just needed to know that you’re alive.” Kon turned on his heel and then in a burst of air he flew out but not before Tim felt his TTK brush a lock of his hair back from his face. Lex followed his son out of the room.
Tim blinked the tears that had formed while he was threatening his best friend back and looked to Ra’s and bowed low. “I apologize, my lord.” 
Ra’s smiled at him and gestured to the table. “Come sit, it’s time to eat.” 
Tim gracefully sat down on the cushion on Ra’s right-hand side. This put him right next to Renegade and that made him nervous. The alpha still hadn’t fully removed his mask, rather he had just taken off the bottom so he could eat. On Ra’s other side was Lady Shiva and then Cass who was watching Renegade as closely as Tim was. Tim knew that he could take any of the league champions in a tussle even when all heated up, and Cass would be gentle with him, but Renegade he had no idea about. 
Tim watched as everyone selected food and waited for Ra’s to eat. Tim followed suit and pulled some food onto his own plate. Ra’s took the first bite and then everyone started to eat quietly. After a time Ra’s struck up a conversation with Lady Shiva and Slade about their travels. Tim kept watching everyone else and started doing statistics in his head as to how the battle for his heat would go. Without knowing Renegade well enough he had to assume that he would be out earlier than one of the assassins, but he also didn’t want to discredit the unknown completely. Cass seemed to be watching him closely so he was someone to watch out for, according to her, but maybe that was just because he was also unknown to her? What if he’s gone up against the bats before though? Dick had been dealing with Slade for a long time, what if the mercenary wanted to test his protege against Nightwing? Fuck, has the alpha fought ‘wing before? What if Dick-
“You should eat something,” Renegade whispered to him, startling him out of his thoughts. 
Tim tilted his head to look at him more properly and then noticed that Renegade was holding a bite out for him. “I’m not-”
“You’re in preheat, you must be starving. The nerves of the fight are getting to us all, but you’ll need your strength when the victor carries you to bed.” Renegade reasoned with him and Tim nodded. Opening his mouth he allowed Renegade to hand feed him a piece of lettuce that he had piled with rice and a little fish and mango. 
“Thank you,” he responded after swallowing. 
Renegade gestured to Tim’s plate. “Eat, and don’t worry too much. The stone is rolling and only the most worthy will lay with you tonight.” 
Tim nodded and turned back to his plate and ate slowly enough that it didn’t look like he was following an order. He couldn’t show weakness to these alphas, he’d already accidentally shown favoritism to Renegade and that was sure to bite him in the ass later when the alpha lost. Tim could already feel Cass’ eyes on him after the exchange. 
Dinner finished and they were led out to the training yard. Ra’s had a chair there and Tim had his matching cushion next to it. He followed Ra’s and gracefully sank down to kneel. He watched Lady Shiva and Slade speak to their proteges and then move to the sides of the arena to watch. They both stood with precision and looked at Ra’s. All five of the remaining alphas lined up in the center of the arena and turned to look at the Demon’s Head. 
Ra’s stood up and the silence was palpable. “Thank you all for coming to witness the battle for Timothy’s heat and position as his mate. As league tradition, I have summoned champions that are worthy to be called consort to the heir. These five warriors shall battle according to Timothy’s rules, and after the last alpha is standing they will have the privilege of a chase to Timothy’s quarters. If they can catch our prince and bond with him, they will become his mate. As per tradition, Timothy has been allowed to determine the rules of the battle.” 
Ra’s stepped back and gestured to Tim who stood up. “You can all kill a man in many different ways, but that’s not what I want to see. I was originally trained to incapacitate a man but leave him alive, I want to see that. To win the privilege of my chase, you will need to incapacitate your opponents without killing them.” 
The three assassins shared a glance towards Ra’s but when he didn’t object or contradict Tim they bowed. Neither Renegade nor Cass seemed phased about Tim making this rule and Cass even spared a smile toward him. He stepped back and kneeled back down and the five alphas took their stances. Ra’s declared the start and the alphas started. Renegade looked at Cass and nodded and then the two of them turned toward the assassins. The three assassins were going after Cass as a team in an attempt to take down The One Who Knows All first. The apparent team-up of Renegade and Cass is lost on them at first before Renegade uses their distraction to nerve strike one of the assassins and take him down to the ground. When he falls like a sack of potatoes Tim is a little nervous, but then can see the man twitch his fingers in an attempt to move. The remaining assassins split up, each taking on one of the other alphas. Tim keeps a watch on Renegade’s fight, watching the man move fluidly in a way that reminds him of Babs when she was still Batgirl, or maybe Dick’s Robin days before he started streamlining in the Nightwing mantle. Cass must have taken out her opponent because she was approaching Renegade’s battle. He tilted his head at her and then did a flip over the assassin that looked so familiar. He turned in the air at the last minute to strike at the assassin and he went down. Renegade then turned his attention to Cass. The two of them bowed to one another and then started to circle. Tim glanced at Ra’s who smiled, he seemed happy with the outcome no matter what way it went. Slade hadn’t put his mask back on after dinner so Tim could see the smug satisfaction on his face that his protege had made it this far. Lady Shiva just looked bored, like she knew the outcome from the beginning. 
Then Cass spoke. “Sure?” 
Renegade nodded once and then she stood still. 
“Home?” She asked. 
Renegade shrugged and glanced in Tim’s direction then looked back at her. 
She took up a stance and walked forward to him. Then spoke looking straight at Tim. “I yield.” 
Tim gasped and Ra’s started clapping. “Congratulations, Renegade. Detective?” Ra’s turned his attention to him and smiled. “Run.” 
Tim scrambled to stand up as fast as he could and started the run to his nest. If he could make it there before Renegade caught him then he would get to fight in his own room without an audience, if he couldn’t then tradition dictated that Renegade mate him wherever he was caught and defeated, regardless of how out in the open it was. Tim had started really getting hot as the alphas clashed in the ring, but the chase and knowing that a worthy alpha was on his heels was starting to make his hindbrain scream to be dominated. Tim chanced a glance behind him and almost tripped over his own feet when he saw Renegade so close to him. He was playing with him, teasing him. Tim purrs and Renegade lets out a soft rumble in return. 
“You gonna lead me to your nest Sweetheart? Or do I need to take you here?” Renegade asked.
Tim was torn, he wanted to feel the powerful alpha now, but he also valued his privacy, but the league was his, or it would be, and he wanted… everything. Tim whined and then made a decision, darting to the left and in the direction of his nest. 
He heard Renegade still close and put an extra burst of speed in as he saw his open doors. Renegade must have seen them too because suddenly he was tackled to the ground. They rolled into Tim’s rooms and Tim heard his attendants closing the doors behind them. Renegade had him facedown in a pin and reached up to finally take off his mask. Tim could hear the thing fall to the ground and then felt lips at his ear. 
“Don’t freak out Babybird,” the alpha whispered to him and Tim was filled with urgency to see Renegade’s face. 
He struggled and bucked himself up, toppling the alpha to the ground. He turned around and pounced on him and then paused looking down at the face of Dick Grayson. “Dick?” 
“Hey, sweetheart.” Dick brushed his hand over Tim’s cheek and held his face in his hand. 
Tim felt the tears well up and whined in frustration. “No, you can’t-”
“Please don’t reject me.” Dick stopped him. “Timmy, I’ve wanted you for years, and you disappeared before I could explain, but please don’t reject me again.” 
Tim gasped and then lunged away. Dick grasped his ankle and pulled him back and rolled them so Dick was pressing him into the ground again. The alpha leaned in and inhaled his scent. “Your heat smells so sweet omega.” He rumbled into Tim’s ear. 
Tim let out his own purr and then pressed his lips to Dick’s hair. “If you want me, then take me,” he whispered and then started to struggle again. 
Tim felt his robes loosen from the rolling around and struggled to get out of Dick’s grasp. Dick, for his part, was holding Tim’s wrists in one hand and kissing his neck and scent glands again. Tim felt Dick’s other hand between them and assumed that the alpha was pulling out his cock, something that was confirmed when Tim felt the heavy weight against his thigh. 
“You’re going to look so pretty on my knot,” Dick whispered in his ear and that was all the warning that Tim got before Dick struck and bit his mating gland. 
Tim whined and felt himself start to finally drop. Dick held his teeth in and Tim could feel the feedback of arousal that Dick was experiencing combining with his own. He moaned lowly and released one of his hands so he could reach down and feel Dick’s cock. He received a low growl from him as he stroked him using the precum to make the glide smoother. 
Dick finally released his teeth and then was dragging Tim’s clothes off of him. Tim gasped when Dick slipped two fingers into his pussy and start to fuck him on them quickly. “Babybird, if you keep doing that I won’t last. Let me make you feel good so I can claim you properly.” 
Tim gasped and moaned as Dick played him as an instrument. “Please, don’t tease me. I’ve been so empty, I need it, please Dick, please alpha.” Tim begged. 
Dick took the hint and lined himself up and slowly filled Tim with his cock. Setting a pace that was brutal and harsh Tim could barely hang onto Dick’s biceps and cling to the alpha. He felt Dick’s knot start to grow and squeezed down on it to make sure that Dick tied them together. He didn’t need to worry though because then Dick was thrusting in as hard as he could and Tim felt his knot pop as he was filled with the alpha’s cum. 
Tim grasped Dick’s shoulders and pulled him against his neck again. “Please, mark me again, make me yours,” Tim begged him. 
Dick bit down on his gland and then as the bond started to flesh out he pulled back and led Tim’s face to his own neck so that the bond would be two-sided. Tim bit the alpha and felt the bond snap clearly into place over his other bonds. He felt everything else fade away and Dick’s mating bond was golden. 
“I love you,” Dick whispered into his hair. “I have for a long time.” 
Tim pulled back and let his head fall to the ground. “I love you too. So so much.” Tim looked to the side where his perfectly good nest was just waiting. “Think you can get me into the nest before the next round?” 
Dick chuckled. “Yeah, Sweetheart, I’ll carry you there in a moment.” 
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Three days later Tim's fever broke. He sat up in his nest and felt the bond between him and Dick and smiled. This was a better outcome than he dared to imagine when he went to Ra’s about getting a mate. He brushed Dick’s hair out of his face and frowned at the new scar over his eyebrow. He hadn’t had that one before Tim left. 
“You’re thinking too hard,” Dick mumbled, reaching out to grasp Tim’s hand and pull it so he could place a kiss on his palm. “You don’t smell as strongly as caramel anymore.” 
Tim leaned down and kissed Dick’s lips softly. “My heat’s over.” 
“We need to figure out the future,” Dick whispered. 
“I made a decision Dick,” Tim warned him. 
“You saved Tam, now let me save you. Cass is expecting us home,” Dick countered. 
“Ra’s will never let me leave,” Tim whispered.
“He will if you let me take care of it.” Dick kissed Tim softly. “Please, let me?” 
Tim pulled Dick into another kiss and sent his love through the bond. “Okay,” he said, pulling away. “But if you get hurt I’ll kill you.” 
“We’ll be back in Gotham before the week ends.”
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ruenii · 1 year
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'transmigrator' tim drake who's gotten used to suddenly waking up in an alternate dimension similar to his but its just AO3 batman fics he keeps on getting transported to, so now he tries to figure out the plot before looking at the tags as a distraction while trying to find his way back to his original dimension.
"Oh another coffee shop AU? Okay...i wonder what pairing this is-- anddd its superbat, okay, cool."
"Hold the fuck on, why is green lantern making out with batman, WAIT WHY ARE THEY IN GOTHAM ACADEMY—"
"Another angsty fic of me? Okay, FINE, I'll get fucking therapy jfc, and maybe I'll get my life back together no need to tell me twice.
"This is unfair, god hates me, why the hell is Damian taller than me when he's 16. HE'S LITERALLY 16."
"Damnnn, you really just did that Bruce? CPS is gonna have a field day with this."
"Awww this is actually pretty cute, I would never do that though, god that was fucking embarassing, you're embarassing."
Now when he comes back to his original universe he just has all this weird knowledge and habits that he has after being in all those universes, and some of them he doesnt even notice like:
He sleeps literally anywhere in the Manor, kissing Kon on the cheek, holding Duke's hand randomly, being cuddly with Bart and Cassie, patting Jason in the back, ruffling Damians head or even hugging Dick first. And he sometimes just hugs Bruce just because, maybe Bruce is gonna be shocked for the first few times then he gets used to it.
And everyone in the batfam and his friends gets used to Tim being subtly open to affection and reciprocates it back to him, while also being used to him referencing some weird pop culture memes and inside jokes they don't get except for him.
TLDR: Tim gets character development by reading fanfiction.
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thiccpersonality · 3 months
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Summary:
After cleaning and double checking everything, Jason puts the vacuum back with a grunt at how heavy it felt under his stressed body, the pup leans against the closet door and frowns when his stomach growls. He doesn't really feel like eating after everything that's happened...but he knows his mom would want him to feed himself, which is why Jason hobbles over to the fridge and curses when he opens it to find nothing.
He forgot...his mom was planning on going shopping after his birthday for food, she was planning on taking him out for his dinner and never got the chance to.
(If anyone sees this it's no pressure to check the fic out. Just a warning it is a/b/o, has abuse and mentions of Jason's mom's overdose among other things. Oh! And Omega Bruce referred to as mom...because I felt like it for some reason XD.
You lovelies stay safe, happy, healthy and of course lovely as always. 💛)
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