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moonit3 · 4 months

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❉ ╤╤╤╤ ❉ TWO FOR ONE ❉ ╤╤╤╤ ❉

➽ context warnings: yandere themes, noncon, teasing (like the male yandere touches your genitalia, but isn’t explicitly which type of genitalia) (receiving), blackmailing, cursed words, public sex, non consensual recording, isolation, gaslighting, unwanted touching, implied male masturbation, forced undressing (from reader’s part), implied future marking on reader.

➽ word count: 1.6k

➽ synopsis: coming back home for the summer break wasn’t the brightest idea, not when two people came to see you after giving you the worse experience of your life.

➽ yandere! twins x gn! reader

➽ a/n: it took a while, didn’t it? honestly it is my fault as i got many ideas for this one and write it over and over and over. but today i bring you this piece with not on, but two yanderes! also, keep in mind there is no romance between the twins (no incest at this blog!) , rather them working together to have reader to become their since they share. enjoy today writing, my dear! and happy christmas to those who celebrate, if not a happy Monday!

returning to your hometown feels nostalgic, seeing relatives that keep bothering you about how you still don’t have a significant other get you a little uncomfortable, but still nice to hear they carry about your lonely when away from them.

hearing about their life makes you wonder how the town changed when you were away, former classmates are already married while others started working overseas. it’s sounds amazing to see that everyone is following their life and you hope the two people you have in mind have changed, but you don’t want to seem them anymore…however you didn’t expected mother to invited them.

kai and kori, twins who were once your best friends from kindergarten and throughout high school. your family love them and the people from the town see them as the most beloved, however that doesn’t change the fact that you distance yourself from them when you went to study abroad and they are the main reason you choose to go to college somewhere far away from here.

their presence at your parents’ home makes you feel uneasy, everyone is laughing with them and happy about having two childhood friends of your around. nonetheless, when family went to rest after finish cleaning the dishes, you were forced by the twins to go outside with them.

sitting underneath the large tree, kai lays his head down at your shoulder with his hand caressing your hair while kori doesn’t want to leave your lap no matter what, although she is aware that your legs are getting numb anytime soon.

“a-ah, could you guys please let it go away from me?” you can’t move away from them, not when they are purposefully pressing their weight on you. “for real…i-i don’t…ugh…want to b-be around the t-two of you!”

instead of a reply, you hear kai snoring on your shoulder and your eyes observe kori drooling at your lap, luckily she isn’t dirtying your pants. however, that doesn’t change how your body is negatively reacting to them.

cold sweat dirtying your hair, body trembling whatever kori’s head got heavier in your lap or when kai’s grip got tighter, resulting in whines coming out of your mouth. they are pretending to be asleep to not let you go away from their touch, even though they are awake of your uncomfortable state.

the breeze hitting your face makes your skin crawl, going inside home to stay away from them and laying down with the fluffiest blankets are the ideal, in fact, coming home was the worse idea. your mind begs for you to get up and ran away and don’t look back at them. however with twins holding you down, your body fails to get away from them.

trembling and shaking of fear, you were ready to panic and call for help to the people inside home. yet, that never happened when kai’s hands reached for your neck and it brought you to unconscious instantly.

“one day, you will have to choose one of us, you know?” kori’s words haunted you. always whispering you that whatever she and kai came home to play with you, making you feel awkwardly around her. “and I know you are going to choose me~”

her smile, despite being a gentle one, often making you apprehensive about the mask she wears in for the people who come around. everyone sees her as the embodiment of perfection, a girl who stolen the heart of many and yet, she rejects them over and over. her heart already having an unwilling owner, you.

throughout high school, she forced convinced you to enroll in the same classes, always sitting close to you with hand closer to your body. her intentions were clear: isolating you from the rest of the students, preventing them from befriending you and leaving no chance from leaving her. after all, in her twisted mind, she is the only one who deserves your friendship.

when the class graduate, you thought it would the end from kori’s influence on your life with you leaving to attend a college overseas and she would study at the local one in the town. however, things didn’t go as planned when she made you come to a dinner at her house, with her family and most importantly, her twin brother.

you’d never really spoken to kai, not directly though. most of the time, his response were limited to nod and hum when you tried to talk with him. his silence attitude towards you made it hard to read him, making his presence enigmatic and slightly uncomfortable.

the first directly interaction with kai happened during a dinner before you left the town. he took the seat next to you, while kori settled in front of you with that classic smile of her. their parents discussed the result of their college admission exams, happy to have both been accepted into the local university. however, you couldn’t be happier, not when the twins’ presence made you uneasy.

amidst the family dinner, kori and kai were touching your body underneath the table, your discomfort being hide by the tablecloth.

below your fake smile, kai’s finger reaches the fly of your jeans and zipped down, ignoring the whines and protests coming out from your lips when his parents weren’t paying attention at you. behind his stoic face, he couldn’t be happier by feeling your lower area, taking his time to explore your sensitive genitalia.

when you felt one of his digit teasing the head of your genitalia, your immediately met kori’s eyes, ready to beg her to kick her brother’s leg with her high heels or do something to help you get out of this situation, but she didn’t. instead of being a helpful friend like you hope she should, her nailed hands reaches for her phone, already recording your violation under the tablecloth.

the dinner ended earlier when you gained enough courage to step up, ignoring the confuse looks from their parents when tears came out of your eyes, both asking if you were okay. you didn’t replied —instead, you quickly left their house in the middle of the night to never visit their house again.

unanswered calls from the twins, messages full of threats they would release the videos without your consent and how it would ruin your life if you didn’t obey them.

“what do you think your parents would tell you? seeing you being touched by kai so intimately and whining like a bitch?” kori was the most meaner between them, always sending those voice mail full of cursed words and calling you names that no one should. her status of being a popular girl around the town result in you become a outsider to everyone else, rumors of you being mean and rude to her made you become the evil person in the story. “you are going to willingly come crawling back to me. i know you will, after all, you are nothing without me.”

“you did like it. don’t be stupid, [name].” there was profanity sound in the missed call, his voice falling sometimes with wet sounds between his words. “a-actually, why don’t you come home? it been a while since you visit me and i-i really need to—fuck! i-i need to f-feel you…” it easy to say that you blocked their numbers after a while, completely hopelessly they would apologize for it.

the idea of going to the police and report them was your plan, but whatever you step closer to the station with the courage to speak out always ended when they started sending the video from unknown numbers and recently taken photos of you. realizing they were watching you daily, your couldn’t bare to tell the police about the incident nor anyone else, after all, who would have believed you?

when a letter from a college overseas accepting your request, you didn’t waste any second and left the town in the middle of the night, only saying goodbye to your parents. you wouldn’t never return to this place, no one sane would, but hearing mother and father begging you to visit them during the summer break hurt your heart, so you came home for just a day or so.

however, you never expect to them inviting the two people responsible for the greatest tragedy of your life.

as your nightmares dissolve into a realm of consciousness, a source coming from the blinding light of kori’s phone jerks you away from a deep sleep and you couldn’t understand why she is doing it.

with your vision slowly adjusting to the dark sky and the camera flash, you realize that kai was holding you restraint at his lap and your arms tied behind your back. a duct tape covering your lips, preventing you from screaming for help like the previous time.

“you are doing great, my love.” his breath at your neck makes you nauseous, it doesn’t help when you realize that you are nude in his lap. there is nothing covering your genitalia and nothing to hide your face from the photos. “after this, we will go somewhere more comfortable to take more photos, okay?”

his words doesn’t comfort you, it only make you struggle more for freedom when another picture is taken of you. this time kori is more closer to you, but not to take a photo of you like you expected, rather she just smiles at you.

her eyes stares into yours, making you unable to face another direction when her presence comes into your mind. it’s unbearable, but you have no options than following her eyes going down at your thigh, is she planning something?

“i think this will be the perfect place to mark you, [name]. so anyone who dares to touch you will see who truly owns you.”

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youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms · 5 months

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Love Thorns All Over This Rose

Words: 2577

Warnings: angst, talks of a miscarriage, body image, talks of difficulty staying pregnant, mention of what is technically a still-birth, depression, suicidal thoughts, self-medicating, accidental suicide attempt (this is will make sense if you read it), probably poor writing and OOC characters but whatever

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IF THERE IS A WANT FOR A PART 2, I WILL DO ONE, IF NOT, THEN THIS STAYS AS A ONE-SHOT!

I mention Y/N goes to a church to pray, it is described more as a Christian or Catholic one (I really don't know the difference and I apologize) as she lights a candle before she prays. If you wish to skip that part, it starts with "Y/N hurried up the steps of the Cathedral." and ends with "Y/N nodded silently before turning and walking out.". I do also mention that the reader themselves aren't very religious (but grew up with it so reverted back to old practices to see if it helped)

Alfred is also dead in this (don't ask why he just is) so that's why he isn't here!

The POV here isn't really consistent. It jumps between being with the Batkids, Bruce, and Y/N's. I tried to make it flow though so hopefully that works!

I feel like I should mention:

Bruce and Y/N's ages don't matter (I'm not in the mood to deal with that) but; Dick is 31 (and married to Kori but that's not too important), Jason is 25, Tim is 22, Damian is 15, Cass is 24, and Steph is 23

I also am not too familiar with Duke, so that is why he isn't there much. Mostly just mentioned

Anywho, enjoy

Love Z <3

7:25 AM

The kids watched as Y/N was silent as she put the plate down in front of Bruce's empty seat. They all noted how fake her smile looked as she looked up at them. "Alright, I will see you kids later!"

They all watched as she walked out of the dining room and once they knew she was out of earshot, they started talking.

"Did she eat anything?"

It was Jason, he had been the last down (well...outside of Tim) so he only saw her putting the plates down and ushering them to eat.

Dick shook his head, he had seen her the entire time she made breakfast. Fully clothed, which was unusual as she usually just made breakfast in her pajamas with her hair occasionally brushed. But not today. Today her hair was done, makeup was on, she was dressed as if she was working.

But everyone in that house knew she was still off after what happened, even though it had been 3 months since the incident.

Damian flicked at his food, "Ummi was supposed to take me to school today."

Dick smiled at Damian, "I can, Dami. Mom is just...preoccupied."

Damian hmphed and continued to play with his food. Dick was concerned for his younger brother. He knew that while he himself was close with the woman he had allowed to become his mother, Damian was so much more as she was really the only person who never got mad at him or made fun of him when he didn't understand something.

Jason abruptly stood, "Since mom isn't here, I'm just gonna go."

Dick raised a brow, "Really Jason? You're just gonna leave after--"

"Hey, we've been over this before Dick. I come because mom asks me to." He shrugged as he put his jacket on, "Plus, I'm going to follow her."

Stephanie snorted, "She'll kill you when she catches you."

"If she catches me. If."

Steph hummed, "My bets are on she will. Y/N is always on the lookout, especially after..." She faded and looked down, regret piling up inside her as she thought of what she was about to say.

"Either way, tell us what you find Jason."

He nodded to Dick's request before heading out the side door in the kitchen. Dick tapped his hand on the table for a minute before speaking; "I'm gonna go check on dad, Damian go get everything ready and I'll meet you at the entryway, alright?"

The eldest stood, placing a gentle hand on the youngest shoulder before heading to the stairs. Dick was concerned. He had never seen his mother so...shut off. Pretending like everything was alright even though everyone who saw her could tell that she was so close to jumping off of a bridge.

The closest that he had seen her to this was back when Jason died and she broke up with Bruce. But even then, she didn't avoid things that she had already planned. Even then, she stayed committed to things.

Plus, Dick knew she had no plans today. Well...no plans except for the fact that beforehand this would have been her due date. And he knew that that was most likely what had off-set her so badly.

Dick didn't even knock before opening the door to Bruce's study. He was even speaking before his father even looked up from his computer. "Have you talked to mom?"

Bruce raised a brow, "What?"

"Mom." Dick crossed his arms, "When was the last time you and her had a real conversation?"

Bruce shrugged, "I'm not sure." He looked at Dick oddly, "What are you going on about?"

Dick let out a hard sigh, "You two are married, it is your job to take care of her. Goddammit Bruce!" He threw his hands up in anger, "You know what? Nevermind, I'm not...I'm not even going to try."

He angrily turned and walked out of the room. He didn't even understand why he even thought that talking to Bruce would help. He just walked down the stairs and remembered his promise to get Damian to school. Trying to hide the anxiety he had that he didn't know what exactly his mom was doing.

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9:09 AM

Jason watched Y/N walk out of the convenience store all the way in Blüdhaven. From where he was, he couldn't see what she had bought, but the moment he saw her go into the store, he had messaged Tim to watch her bank account. To watch what she was purchasing. Something felt...off as he watched her.

Jason knew that after the...accident, Y/N had been hard to reach. To talk to. He knew that she and Bruce hadn't been sleeping in the same bed since that argument he had accidently heard them having around 3 weeks after everything happened. So 4 weeks ago.

Granted...from what he had heard, it wasn't even a fight that they had had. Mostly just words being thrown at the other. Words that Jason never thought that he would hear either one say to the other. Words that he never told any of his siblings that he heard. All out of fear that one of them would panic. And while sure, he had a disdain for Tim and Damian, that didn't mean he would ever let either of them know what he had heard.

Jason wasn't sure how long he had been watching her just sit in the car before Tim finally texted him a list of what Y/N had bought in the past week. And considering Jason had seen her previous bank records for a week, it was a sure red mark with how short it was.

Tim

In the past week she's gotten a lot of sleeping pills. That's basically all that she has gotten. That plus energy and pain pills. Duke is thinking she's self-medicating again

Jason sighed as he pocketed his phone when he saw his mom driving out of the parking lot. He kept a safe distance behind her as he followed her on her drive back to Gotham.

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12:15 PM

Y/N hurried up the steps of the Cathedral. Trying not to make a misstep and fall as well as trying not to draw attention to herself. She closed the umbrella over her head as she walked in. Placing it in the small holder, she brushed the front of her outfit as her heels clicked on the ground when she walked down the long hall.

Last time she was there was for her mothers funeral last year. Last time she had walked up and grabbed the larger candle to dip down and light the smaller one. Her heart pounded in her chest as she kneeled, words swimming through her head and mumbling off her lips.

She herself was never very religious, but having grown up that way, she wondered if praying like she did as a child would work. Praying that things would get better and that she would get better.

She shakily did the cross on her before standing and wiping the tears that had silently fallen away from her cheeks. She turned and started to make her way out of the church when she heard a voice call out her name:

"Mrs. Wayne! We were not expecting you here today, is everything alright?"

Y/N slowly turned to face one of the Nuns, a small, fake, smile on her face. "Oh yes, everything is alright Sister. Just came here to pray for a moment. I haven't in such a long time."

The nun nodded, "Very well, I hope the Good Lord hears your prayer and makes it happen."

Y/N nodded silently before turning and walking out. She grabbed her umbrella before opening the door and walking out. She practically ran back to her car, wanting to get in before anyone saw her out.

But Cass and Steph did. They watched her speed back to her car as they sat in the cafe across the way. Stephanie shook her head, "She never goes there. Especially not since her mothers deaths."

Cass nodded as Steph continued; "Something is seriously going on with Y/N. Maybe something else has happened that we don't know."

"She's been deteriorating for the past 4 weeks."

Steph raised a bow and inquired, "4 weeks?" Cass nodded, "Huh...weird, that's around a week after she came home from the hospital." She grabbed her phone and started typing in the groupchat that only held the kids (Damian not included):

Steph

when did Bruce disappear for a few days after Y/N came home?"

It didn't take long for Tim to respond

logs say he left 35 hours after she got home and came back 83 hours later why?

Cass

She's been slowly getting worse sense then

Jason

I overheard them arguing around 3 weeks after everything happened and I know they haven't been sleeping in the same room since then. And I'm not sure how important this is; but Tim checked her bank account and she bought different pills so me, him, and Duke think she's medicating again. Or that she's going to start again.

Cass and Steph looked at each other, concern and worry was on their faces as they read Jason's last message. Something started unnerving them as they thought of the things she could possibly do if she was going to start medicating again.

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3:25 PM

Y/N looked at her body in the mirror. Her hands came to lay on her stomach. Just like she did before. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she stared at her flatter stomach. She breathed shakily as her hands fell down to her sides.

Why?

Was all she ever asked.

Why me? Why did this happen to me?

She was so confused. She had always been good. Done everything to be a good person. But yet she still had that happen to her. Was she just not meant to be a mother?

Of course...she was one. She was a mother to 4 amazing boys and 1 beautiful girl. But still...it was different. Yes, those 5 children were hers, but that one. That singular one that she had carried for nearly 7 months had meant so much to her. Especially after being told time and time again it wouldn't happen.

It wasn't even the first time it had happened. She had had miscarriages before...but that wasn't what it was this time. The kidnapping. Bruce and the kids had found her after 2 days. The emergency c-section to save the baby.

But she knew. Of course she knew. She knew it had died.

Her baby girl. She had died before she even got the chance to live.

Y/N shakily breathed as she grabbed one of the bottles from the counter. She had thought it was the pain medication. But it hadn't been.

Sleeping meds.

Ever since it happened she had hardly been able to sleep. Nightmares of what happened still plagued her mind. Bruce yelling at her still echoed in her brain. Those...twisted words he said echoed inside of her.

She had popped a few in her mouth before dry-swallowing them and getting into the bath she had started earlier. The hot water felt like it was searing her skin, but she didn't care. She wondered if maybe she did this enough, whoever was above would forgive her of her sins and let her keep a pregnancy.

She wasn't sure how long she had stayed in the water before it became difficult to keep her head above water. Her body just felt so heavy. She wondered what pain meds she had grabbed at the store. She couldn’t remember them making her feel this way before. After a few moments of struggling to keep her head up, she felt her body sink down and under the water. But even as she felt water rush into her nose and fill her lungs, she couldn't bring herself to move and get out.

She just accepted her fate.

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3:30 PM

Bruce sat in his office, a bad feeling settling in his stomach. Something was telling him to check on Y/N. See if she was alright. He knew she had returned around 20 minutes ago, the security cameras had caught her walking in.

He carefully stood from his desk and walked out of his office. He walked down the oddly quiet halls of the manor. A small feeling of pain and guilt started to eat at him as he got closer to the guest room she had been staying in. He knew she was struggling. He knew that she needed him today. But he just...couldn't.

He was selfish. He knew this.

He knew he was so goddamn selfish. Caring about his own feelings rather than helping his wife. She had been the one to physically go through everything. She had been the one to bear that trauma.

He had been so incredibly selfish since she had come home from the hospital. He had even begun to wonder why she even stayed in the manor.

But as he opened the door to the guest room, unrest settled inside him as he saw she wasn't there but the bathroom door was open. It was silent. He had known his wife long enough to know she never was silent in the bathroom. She almost always had music playing.

He pushed the bedroom door further open as he walked further in. Anxiety started to reach a breaking point as he walked into the bathroom.

And time felt like it moved in slow-motion as he saw her state. Her knees bent out of the water, her head under. He saw the three bottles of pills on the counter. He saw the open one read sleep on them. He ran over to the tub, grabbing under her arms and pulling her out.

He bent down, trying to listen for a heartbeat. He felt like his own heart stopped as he heard nothing. Not even a faint thump of one. He quickly moved to her side and started CPR.

Everything still felt like it was moving slower than it was as he pushed down on her sternum. Tears gathered in his eyes as he repeatedly slammed down onto her. As he breathed into her mouth. He didn't stop. He couldn't stop.

It felt like an eternity had passed by the time he finally had gotten the CPR to work. She began to cough profusely, water spluttering everywhere. He sobbed as he heard her shallow breaths break through the air.

He heard the noise of Dick's voice breaking. "Mom?"

He looked at him, seeing both him and Damian staring at the scene in front of them. Staring as their father held their mother in his arms. As tears fell from his eyes, he pleaded for them to call 911.

It was with shaky hands that Dick did it. His words sounded choked back, he kept stuttering. Trying to say what he was supposed to but his mind was running at a million miles and and half a mile a second at the same time. Everything felt fuzzy and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. All that he knew was that he walked in on his dad doing CPR on his mom.

That was all he knew.

That was all Dick knew.

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officiallykori · 2 months

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Dating Gwen stacy !!

Koris notes - YALL I FOUND OUT HOW TO CHANGE THE COLORS WITH CODE AND I CAN'T STOP LOLZ. Anywho I love Gwen sm

Summary - Just some headcanons :)

warnings - non !!

I feel like Gwen has a shared playlist with you, even if you guys have two different taste she loves the how you guys can bond over each others taste.

Gwen is not a huge pda fan but when you guys are alone she's ALL over you whether she's hugging you from the waist or if she flopped herself on top of you throwing her arms tightly around you or running/playing with your hair.

if you're a very talkative person she loves to hear you rant about anything. It could be you ranting about how you did horribly on your test that day in maths or talking about a new show you watched.

if you're more of a quiet person and enjoy just sitting in each others presence she's totally on board with that. Yk being with spider woman she's always around action peace and quiet doesn't sound bad to her.

Gwen loves staring at you, she thinks you're the prettiest. She likes watching you put on makeup (she also likes when you do her makeup before her gigs) or doing your hair she likes helping you pick out different styles to do (she loves loves your hair weather you have straight/wavy/curly/coily hair she loves it). This girl is OBSESSED with you everything you do is like a blessing sent from heaven.

okay that’s it I’m done I’m scared and it’s over this is my first work of writing xo Kori

#koris recs!! ౨ৎ #moodbaord ౨ৎ #new post ! ౨ৎ #officiallykori ౨ৎ #gwen stacy x reader

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lacrimosathedark · 3 months

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I have so many reasons why I love JayRoy, but there is one that is a surprisingly big factor while also completely meaningless and coincidental, but adorable to think about.

Allow me to show you Lian Harper of Earth-22, aka the Kingdom Come universe.

This pretty freckled redhead is indeed, believe it or not, Lian Harper. Unfortunately there are no good pictures of her in her originating story.

Lucky for us, her and her team of Titans appear in Titans 23-25

and the team includes other Titans kids

Darkstar, (possibly) Robert Long, Donna's son Nightstar, Mar'i Grayson, Dick and Kori's daughter Kid Flash, Irey West, Wally's daughter Aquagirl, Tula, Garth's daughter

I'm not sure where the name "Darkstar" comes from if I'm completely honest, but Nightstar is obviously just smashing Nightwing and Starfire together, and the other two are legacy names. Lian's name is...not like that. And it's hilarious to me. Just...

You read that correctly. There is a future version of Lian Harper whose superhero name is Red Hood.

Now this is more because one of the names Roy used was Red Arrow, and with Arrowfam's whole Robin Hood schtick, Little Red Riding Hood seemed like a fun play. And this is before Graduation Day, so I'm not sure if Jason was even planned to return yet. It literally has nothing to do with Jason or Joker but that's kind of why I love it so much. This literally has nothing to do with who we know as Red Hood AND YET. THE CONNECTION IS THERE.

It's just one of those funny coincidences that I love.

For funsies, here's more pictures of her.

You can tell Roy has a toddler because while not knowing this is also his daughter, he is talking to her like a naughty dog lmao

Despite the red hair, she looks like her mom...and as much as I hate Cheshire, that's still kinda sweet and really cute.

They're only there for a short while, and then the Titans forget they existed immediately after, but it's still nice.

This outfit also inspired my redesign for Lian's hero costume. I love the shoulder cape. Just give the hood some cat ears and we're good.

Lian is my favorite.

#DC Comics #Lian Harper #Red Hood #Roy Harper #Arsenal #Titans #Mar'i Grayson #Nightstar #Dick Grayson #Nightwing #Kingdom Come

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bruciemilf · 2 years

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I AM SO FUCKING WEAK. FOR THE JASON AND STARFIRE FRIENDSHIP. YOU GUYS DON'T GET IT, GOSH-

Tall sunshine/Tall angry murder kitten

" someone will die'' " of FUN :DDDDD"

Girls who say brah/girls who say HIIIIII energy

Jason trying to give Kori the shovel talk for Dick (Not because he cares; But someone needs to be there to annoy, and unless the world's ending, he won't willingly interact with Tim) but. Godamn it.

Her eyes are so big. Like an overly grown puppy. He can't do it. "... Just. Y'know. Try not to set his heart on fire and eat it. " " I would NEVER :(((" " WELL DONT CRY-"

Jason pulls Dick aside when Kori visits the Wayne manor for the first time, corners him, whispers very lowly, " We're out of mustard. Go. Get. Some."

Literally Jason being protective of his 6'4 sister in law/bestie he'd marry if he knew Dick wouldn't throw a fit. He specifically says " Damian, I PROMISE YOU, if you do anything to scare her intentionally, milk will NEVER taste the same when I'm done with you"

it's an elephant being scared of a mouse situation, - Kory is the most nervous to meet Damian out of anyone and Jason's like, so who wants to share embarassing Damian stories

Jay and Kory calling eachother cutesy nicknames " hey babe" " greetings, sugar pie cherub starlight pumpkin seeds little lovebug, starshine! The universe says HELLO!"

Braiding Kory's hair is an Olympic sport and Jason has the gold medal for it

Kory talking everyone about Jason being her best friend; She's like, " sweetest, most caring human I've come across. He is friendly and we bump foreheads a lot" then shows off pictures

And boom, the scariest bastard you've ever seen . "He enjoys cuddling kittens, and watching animated movies with me :D"

Jason ranting about books and literature and Kory INTENTLY listening to every word while sipping sweet mustard; She loves trashy romance novels written by 30 something women who hate their marriage, and Jason's like " your taste is fucking dreadful" but he secretly enjoys it

Kory also LOVES cartoons and Jason makes fun of her for it ruthlessly (or as ruthless as he can get with her) but guess who steals Bruce's credit card and buys her merch????

" here you go baby girl, buy some steven galaxy shirts from that gay ass rock show or something " " you intentionally pretend to not know my interests to reduce the meaning of your affection, but i know it's there >:D"

JASON MEETING BLACKFIRE. " And I thought I was a problem child."

Literally give me Jason and Blackfire interactions but they're just this

#jason todd #koriand'r #kory anders #starfire #starfire dc #batman #redhood #dc comics #dc #batfamily #jason x kory #jayfire #the ultimate sin is shipping these two fr #but...im guilty JSJSJSJ #jaykori

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senjuci · 21 days

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A Chance Encounter - Iwaizumi Hajime

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If there was anything you knew for certain, it was that you hated Mondays. You had back-to-back lectures all morning, and all you wanted to do was curl up and rot in your bed for the next 3 to 5 business days.

But instead, you had to head down to an appointment at the Athletic Therapy Centre on campus. Your gaze lifted from your phone to see a small group of your teammates huddled by the entrance.

“Y/n!” A voice called out, your gaze shifting over to where Kori stood. You smiled, walking over to the woman and stopping at her side. “Is everyone just waiting here for their appointments?” You questioned, receiving a nod in response as your eyes drifted over to the doors leading to where all the athletic trainers were.

A woman stepped out holding a clipboard and gently tapped her pen against it before looking over the crowd. “Y/n L/n, Kaito Suzuki and Kori Brown?” The woman stated the three athletes shuffled over to follow her inside.

“We have to do this every year, I stopped growing when I was like 17, I don’t need them to measure my height again.” Kaito scoffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, leading to a snort falling from your lips.

“That’s because you’re worried about finding out you’ve shrunk Mr. 5’4.” You replied, receiving a glare in response from Kaito, and a laugh from Kori. A soft grin was still present on your face as you looked around and took in all the new faces that had joined this year. Lots of sports science and kinesiology students would do internships for the school year in the department, so it was no surprise to see a lack of familiarity heading into the room.

It didn’t take long for your eyes to land on him. There was quite frankly, no way he was real. He looked like he had been sculpted by the gods. His tanned skin, short spikey brown hair and olive green eyes. But what drew you in most was his smile. The way his eyes crinkled slightly as he laughed, you were sure your heart skipped two, no three beats at that sound.

“I’m in love Kori.” You state simply, Kori rolling her eyes in response. “You don’t even know his name Y/n.” She responded as you shrugged your shoulders. “That’s okay, whatever it is I’m sure it will sound good with mine.” You say, Kori shaking her head as she hears one of the doctors call her name and leave you standing in the middle of the room by yourself.

It didn’t take long before you locked eyes with the man, a slight look of confusion in them as he noticed you staring. But after a small glance over you, and seeing the blush that rose to your cheeks, he gave you a small smile before returning to his conversation.

“Y/n? You’ll be with me today.” Dr. Brennan, one of the Athletic Therapists whom you had worked with the year prior had said. Nodding in return, you walked over to where she stood, taking a seat on the bed. “How have you been? You have been keeping up with your practices over the summer?” She questioned, not fully paying attention to you as she flipped through the file with your name on it.

“Yep, been doing my stretches too don’t worry.” You respond and receive a smile from the woman. “Good. Now, you said you were also having some wrist pain as of late, so I have left a bit of room after the assessment to check that out,” She explained as she looked up at you, "But as you have probably assumed I have a new student interning with me this semester, and he’s going to be helping with your assessment if you’re comfortable with that.” Dr. Brennan explained as you nodded your head in response.

“Perfect. Hajime? Can you come help me?” She called out, a yes maam being yelled in return from somewhere behind her as the Doctor stood up. “Y/n, this is Hajime Iwaizumi, my intern. Hajime, this is Y/n L/n, they’re on the fencing team.” The doctor explained, your gaze lifting to be met with the man from earlier. You could see the slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Nice to meet you Y/n. I look forward to working with you this season.” Hajime stated as you gave him a smile in response, your heart beating so loud you could hardly hear his words. “Likewise.” You state, your gaze drifting back over to the doctor.

Normally, you hardly ever have issues talking to people. You were quite a social person, and easily got along and made conversation with anyone you met. But Hajime Iwaizumi? He was like your fucking Kryptonite and you had only known of his existence for what, three, four minutes?

Hajime, why don’t you take them to the stadiometers?” The doctor suggested as Hajime nodded, gesturing for you to get off of the bed and follow him. Silently, you trailed behind the man admiring his physique from behind as the two of you arrived at the tool. “Stand underneath it with your back straight please,” Hajime asked as you stepped forward and straightened your back, watching as Hajime gently lowered the small weight down so it would rest on top of your head and he could read the results.

Your gaze stayed trained on him, watching as he bit his lower lip slightly while reading the results and jotting them down. His gaze had yet to lift from the paper when he spoke up once more. “You know, with the way you keep staring at me it gets a bit hard to focus.” He told you, glancing back up to meet your eyes.

You smiled widely in response, waiting until he lifted the weight up so you could step off of the Stadiometer. “I only stare when there’s something worth looking at.” You tell him in response, watching as his cheeks become dusted with a rosy hue. He is silent for a moment, turning back around before gesturing for you to follow. “Let’s head back to record your results.” He told you, a small giggle falling from your lips as you followed him.

The appointment had gone much too quickly, and you had been prescribed some cream for your wrist as well as some stretches to do to increase your wrist flexibility. Dr. Brennan had already moved on to another one of your teammates, leaving Hajime to write up the exercises on a sheet of paper for you on the other side of the room.

You watched him quietly, kicking your feet back and forth while you sat on the bed waiting. Hajime set down the pen, straightening up before walking back over to you, keeping his gaze trained on the desk just in front of you.

Walking up to you, he cleared his throat and held out the paper, his head turned to the side as he spoke. “Here are the stretches I would recommend for you to do. 3 repetitions of them each day. If you have any questions about them, you can either email Dr. Brennan…” he suggested to you, a hesitancy in his tone as he trailed off “Or you can text me.” He stated.

You gently took the paper from him, seeing that he had added his name and phone number underneath the prewritten email signed on all of Dr. Brennan’s papers. If it was possible for your cheeks could’ve gotten any more red, they did. “Thanks, I’ll make sure to.” You reply as you stand up picking up your bag that you had placed on the ground earlier. “Bye Hajime.” You mused, the man giving you a relieved smile as he waved goodbye.

You quickly made your way to the entrance, seeing Kori already there waiting for you, but you didn’t say anything. Instead, your eyes were glued to your phone as you typed in Hajime’s number into your contacts and quickly sent him a text.

‘I’ve already forgotten how to do a few of the stretches, would you mind showing them to me again?’

After clicking send, you see Kori looking at you with a raised eyebrow. “What’s got you in a good mood?” She questioned as you sighed in response. “I just met my future husband. That’s all.” You tell her as she rolls her eyes. “Yeah, whatever you say Y/n.” Kori tells you, as you feel a buzz in your back pocket from your phone.

Grabbing it, your face lights up as you read the incoming text from none other than Hajime.

‘How does 8pm tonight sound? I can refresh your memory over dinner.’

Maybe Mondays weren’t so terrible.

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This is my first fic I know she is rough on the edges but I've had this scenario rotting in my head for like months at this point

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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A night out - Jason Todd

Warnings: protective Jason, mentions of underage drinking/alcohol consumption, language, unwanted attention (some guys can't take a hint), lowkey make-out sesh.

Summary: You and Jason had kept your relationship private for some time, but when a strangers flirting goes a little too far, Jason sets the record straight.

You and Jason weren't exactly hiding your relationship. You didn't care if anyone found out, but you kept to yourselves for the thrill of it, rather than out of necessity. Certain people knew, like Kory, who seemed to see through the two of you like glass, and Dick who had figured it out after Jason spent a little too much time staring at you in awe. But the others were kept in the dark, partly because there was fun in sneaking around, as well as the fact Jason claimed he loved having you all to himself.

It was enjoyable to catch Jason's gaze across a room and wonder what he was thinking about. And Jason derived his joy from things like texting you whilst around the others, little messages of "You look so hot right now." and your personal favourite "Your lips on mine in ten minutes, yes, or no?" He also loved little things, like his hand on your thigh under the table whilst Rachel and Gar were deep in conversation, or the way you would hold his hand in yours whenever you wanted.

Right now, you were standing in Jason's room, staring at yourself in the mirror, as you pulled at the edges of your clothes. It had been Jason's idea for you, him, Rachel, and Gar to crash a party that was happening a couple of blocks away. He claimed that the lot of you never got to do anything normal and that this was a great opportunity to do so. He was right of course. It was almost impossible to act like a regular human being when living in a place like Titans tower, but the concept of trying to be normal was so much more stressful than you ever thought it would be.

"You look fucking amazing, babe. Stop stressing." You feel Jason's arms snake around your body as he comes to stand behind you, the reflection of both of you together in the mirror relieving some of your stress.

"Are you sure it's not too much? I mean, I've never really been to a party before. I don't know what I'm doing." Your frown returns and you watch Jason lower his head to kiss the top of your shoulder.

"You. look. great." He presses a kiss to your skin between each word before pulling you away from the mirror. "Now, come on. We're gonna be late."

He's walking you toward the door when you stop him, tugging on his arm "You look great too you know."

He smiles, a wide and mischievous grin as he pulls you in for one last kiss, "Thank you, I already knew that, but thank you." His words make you laugh before you're shoving him away with a playful hand. You open the door to his room and step out into the hall, just in time to avoid an awkward encounter with Rachel and Gar as they come to find you both.

"You guys ready to go?" the green-haired boy speaks, a smile on his lips. He's excited, but you can't say the same, stomach bubbling with nerves. Jason can tell. You know he can, by the way he places a hand on your shoulder as he replies. "We gotta get a move on, at this rate, we'll get there when the parties fucking over."

You watch as Rachel sends a raised eyebrow your way, most likely due to the placement of Jason's hand, and the gentle squeezes he gives your shoulder every few seconds. You ignore it, trying to mask the smile that threatens to spill at the thrill of Jason's movements. They're always casual enough that they won't draw too much attention, but filled with a certain affection that creates something of mild speculation with the others.

You move down the hall soon after, quietly making your way past the rooms of the others in the tower before you're in the elevator and outside in minutes. The party is in an apartment two blocks away, and with every step taken in its direction, anxiety rips at your insides like a fed-up circus lion. In that moment, you forget the thrill of hiding your relationship with Jason and fall back by his side, whilst Rachel and Gar are arguing playfully, to take his hand.

"You good?" Jason leans over to whisper the question in your ear, squeezing your hand in the process.

You shake your head, staring straight ahead, as you mutter a response. "I want to throw up."

Jason removes his hand from yours, opting to place it on the small of your back as he leans down to whisper once more. "If this is about your outfit, I'm telling you, babe, the color scheme isn't too much, you look amazing."

"It's not that," you spare a glance at him, catching a hint of concern in his eyes. "This whole thing is just stressful, you know?"

As soon as you say it Jason feels guilty because in truth, he's not nervous at all. But clearly, you're carrying enough fear for both of you.

"Don't think about it too much. It's just you and me in a room full of people who aren't nearly as cool as we are."

That makes you smile, and Jason is glad for the change in your expression before you make your way back to Rachel. Jason's hand leaves you as you do so and he watches as you talk with her. He does so for a while and then, so he doesn't seem as smitten as he is, Jason steps up beside Gar, striking up a conversation with the boy until you make it to the door of your destination.

You climbed many a flight of stairs to get here, the apartment on an irregularly high level, in a complex with a broken elevator. Music pumps from behind the door, and with one last look at you, Jason turns the doorknob and steps inside. He's swallowed by the crowd and you almost lose him once you find yourself amongst all the people, but soon a hand grabs yours and you don't have to see who it is know that it's Jason.

"This is great, isn't it?" He's taken it upon himself to put an arm around you, so as to not lose you among the party-goers.

"It's loud." You shout back, his laugh vibrating through you as a response.

You lost Gar and Rachel within the first twenty minutes. They vanished into the sea of people, and even with their unnaturally coloured hair, they were still so hard to see.

"How can we lose a guy like Gar? His hair is bright green for fucks sake." You stand on the tips of your toes as you say it, looking around as best you can. Jason doesn't seem to care, grabbing you by the waist now that you're alone. He spins you around to face him, and the smile he wears looks good on him, though everything looks good on him.

"Like I said, it's you and me in a room full of people that can never be as cool as we are. Not that bad right?" He's so close to you, so you can hear him over the music and chatter, and also just because he wants to be. He loves the smile on your lips as you look up at him, your arms around his neck, and the hidden confidence behind your eyes that he's dying to dig out.

"It's still a little intimidating, but I trust you." The way you say it makes sparks burst through Jason's chest. You trust him. You might be the only person that does. His thumb brushes over your cheek and only then do you realize one of his hands has moved up to cup your face.

"D'you want a drink?" He shifts his gaze to look for the kitchen, but when he turns back to you, you're shaking your head. "No, I'm good."

"Okay, cool." On the way here, Jason thought he would be drinking tonight, but now he doesn't think he wants that anymore. He'd rather be with you in the moment, soaking this all in, and getting drunk on the feeling of being with you in a public setting rather than on an unknown beverage.

"You can have one if you want, I don't mind." Your voice is so gentle and sincere, and Jason loves how nice it sounds against his ears.

"If you're sober, I'm sober, babe." He smiles once more, but something seems off, and you shake your head. "You don't have to be sober just because I am, you know. If you want to drink, go for it."

Jason just shakes his head, brushing his forehead against yours. "I don't want a drink, I just want you." It's a sweet sentence, and you're surprised by it, especially in the way it makes you blush.

"How long have you been waiting to use that line?" you ask, but Jason shuts you up with a kiss, short and sweet.

"I came up with it on the spot, I swear."

To that, you laugh, "It was a good line."

You watch as Jason raises an eyebrow, smirking wide as his hands come down to squeeze your hips. "You really think it was good?" He asks, and the question is so genuine that your heart melts a little at hearing it.

"Yes, Jason, it was good."

"How good?" He's back to his flirty self in seconds, the speed of the change giving you whiplash. You're smiling so wide now that your cheeks hurt, and you rest your forehead against Jason's collarbone to hide the strong blush you know is forming on your cheeks. Jason hugs you close, shifting from foot to foot as he sways offbeat to the music. "D'you wanna dance?"

"I don't think this is the kind of music you're supposed to dance to."

Your forehead, still pressed to Jason's chest, shifts up and down as he shrugs. "We could try."

It's not something you expect considering Jason isn't much of a dancer. When you ask him to dance with you, most of the time he only does so to make you happy, and he doesn't really dance. He just twirls you around once or twice, standing in the middle of the room as you move around him.

"You really want to dance, don't you?" You look up at him as you say it, trying to conceal a smile.

"Fuck, please don't make me regret asking." He's stopped swaying now, pulling back just enough that he can admire you. He's nervous now.

"We'll dance when the next song comes on."

Jason shakes his head, "By then I won't want to do it anymore, we gotta dance now before I change my mind." He's dead serious, shocking himself with the words. Jason hasn't felt this good in a while, and he wants to savor the moment while it lasts because he's not sure how long he'll have it.

"Jason, this song has no beat at all."

He swings your arms back over his shoulders as you speak, cocking his head to the side in a devilish manner. "Don't tell me you're turning down a challenge." He's pushing through his nerves as he begins swaying again, moving you with him. You're right, the music has no specific pattern, and it is more a mix of strange noises than an actual song, but he tries anyway. Jason focuses on your smile, and then the way that you laugh as he makes an attempt at twirling you around. And he feels so happy.

When the song changes, he stops moving. "Right, dancing privileges have been revoked, you never saw a thing." You laugh at that too, and Jason soaks up the sound like a sponge, wanting to keep it all for himself.

"Your secret's safe with me," the words are gentle and sweet, and if you weren't so close to him, he doubts he would have heard. But he does, he hears you just fine. "though I can't promise I won't write about it in my diary."

Jason raises an eyebrow, "You have a diary? Can I read it?"

"If I did have a diary there is no way you would be allowed to read it."

"Why?" Jason brings a hand up to your face again, tucking your hair back behind your ear as he does. "You've written about me in your hypothetical diary, haven't you?"

You screw up your nose at him and he continues, finding it impossible not to tease you. "Dear diary, Jason looked so good today. He smiled at me, I think I'm in love with him." As he says it, he sees that same fleck of confidence flickering behind your eyes. When you open your mouth to speak, excitement courses through him like he's just been plugged into some intense power source with no limits.

"There may or may not be a few pages like that in the hypothetical diary." And just like that, in one sentence you've spoken, Jason is falling so heavily that he leaves his stomach, and heart behind in your hands.

"You told your diary you love me, huh?" he tries to hide his need for the answer through flirtation, pulling you just that little bit closer. You're focusing more on his nose than his eyes now as if you're not yet ready to battle his gaze.

"Will you promise to love me back if I say that I did?" it's a genuine question and Jason is trying his best to hold back a grin.

"Definitely."

So far, he's kept himself composed (on the outside at least), but internally, Jason wants to implode. The thought of you holding so much affection for him that you could actually love him is beyond Jason's comprehension. He wants to hold on to the feeling he has now, all the feelings you're giving him, and never let them go. He never wants to let you go either. So, he drops his cool guy persona. Jason lets himself look at you with utter adoration that is impossible to mask, and he knows you can see it written all over his face, but he doesn't care. He's so used to hiding his feelings but doesn't want to hide this.

"You're being serious? You think you love me?"

There's a silence between you, and it seems to stretch on forever, a heavy contrast to the pounding in his ears, his heartbeat crying out for an answer so loud that he thinks that the whole room can hear it.

"I don't think I love you, Jason Todd, I know I do, but don't make me regret it."

A wave of reassurance washes over him at the response, and he knows it's the truth in the way you act. It's as if you're afraid he won't feel the same and Jason curses himself for never being good with honest words. But he's happy and he's relieved, and this is the best day of his life, he thinks.

"I fucking love you." the words are quiet because Jason finds them hard to say. Not because they aren't true, but because he doesn't think he's ever said those words to someone before and meant it. But he's at ease when he watches your lips upturn, the softest smile gracing your features. Jason presses a kiss to your forehead, before moving to twirl you around once more. Somehow in the process, your eye catches a clock across the room. "Shit, Jason we need to get back." You scramble around to face him, looking over his shoulder for something, though Jason doesn't know what it is.

"Hey, calm down, it's not that late."

You turn back to him, panic in your eyes, "Jason, look." You point toward the clock and Jason lets out a breath. "It could be wrong, clocks are set wrong all the time."

He feels you shift, watching as you pull your phone from your pocket and stare at the screen for a solid few seconds. Jason moves by your side so he can see the time, and exhales harshly. "Well, shit."

"We have a training session with Dick in like, four hours." You sound panicked and Jason winces at the thought of fighting the man on little sleep. "By the time we find Gar and Rachel and get back—"

"Stop," Jason cuts you off. He's not too bothered about a lack of rest. He hardly gets any anyway. He'll just take a nap later in the day if he needs it. He's done it before, and so have you, so Jason can't quite understand why you're so freaked out. "It's not that bad, if we go now, we can find them." There's a pause, and when you say nothing, Jason frowns.

"Hey, breathe." He grasps your shoulders gently, trying to snap you out of whatever the hell is happening. "We're not kids, we won't be grounded. We're fine." Jason's not so sure about the grounding part, even though you aren't children, he wouldn't put it past Dick not to try and keep the lot of you inside. He pulls you against his chest, squeezing you in a tight hug. "How ‘bout you go get some water or something? I'll find them and meet you in the kitchen."

It's sweet of him to say, Jason Todd, a boy with such a rough exterior being so gentle with you, and you nod. he does the same and you split up, you on the move for something to stop the tightness in your throat, and Jason off to find Rachel and Gar.

When you make it to the kitchen you grab the first thing you can find, which is an empty red solo cup sitting on the counter. It took you a little longer than you would have liked to find the kitchen, and when you get there your panic has only escalated. You fill the cup with water from the tap and gulp it down like it's the last thing that will ever pass through your lips. In an instant you feel somewhat better, filling the cup up again as you wait for Jason and the rest of your companions.

It doesn't take long for someone to approach you, though it's not the boy you want it to be. He's followed by a friend, and you back yourself up into the kitchen counter, hoping they'll pass by you if given the space to do so. They don't.

"I haven't seen you around before." The line is cheesy, and it's even worse that this guy thinks it could ever work on you.

"I have a boyfriend." You say quickly, hoping that might deter their interest. The two men look between themselves, a laugh escaping the first guy.

"So?"

"So," You drag out the word, "I'm not interested in whatever it is you're implying." You stare into your cup, watching the clear liquid swirl around. You're not worried, Jason, Rachel, and Gar should be with you soon.

One of them steps forward, the guy with the cheesy pickup lines extending a hand. "I'm Danny, what's your name?" Okay, maybe you are a little worried.

"Not interested." You make a move to leave, even though you're supposed to wait for Jason to find you. It will take longer to get back to the tower if you lose each other, but you're willing to take that risk if you can escape this situation. The problem now lies in how you'll escape the kitchen. The two men have shifted now, to block the exit like jocks in some cliché teen movie.

"Move." You're surprised at how strong your voice sounds, and you look them in the eye for the first since they showed up. You don't feel anywhere near as confident as you're pretending to be.

"Just tell us your name." It sounds ten times more threatening when you're looking at the guys, and there's a part of you that wishes you'd never looked up. You hold composure, however, drinking the rest of the water in your cup before crushing it on the counter.

"Like I said, I have a boyfriend. Now get out of my way."

When they don't move you take the risk of shoving past them, the action taking them by surprise enough for you to slip through the gap created between their two bodies. On the other side of them, relief wraps around your bones, as you see Jason in front of you, Gar and Rachel waiting by the doorframe of the kitchen. You take the few steps you need to be by his side, and once you're there you feel the familiar warmth of Jason's hand on your back.

"Hey," Jason offers his attention to the guys in front of him "I don't think we've met." He pulls you closer to his side as he speaks, and you look up to catch a glimpse of the anger in his eyes. It's not masked under anything except for a pissed-off smile.

"Who are you?" There's confusion written all over the faces of the boys as they await a response, and Jason doesn't bother with the dramatics anymore, getting to the point.

"I'm the boyfriend." He lets that sink in, and when the guys don't say a thing, he continues. "You know, the one she told you she had right before whatever the fuck this is" He waves a hand at the guys, and they don't seem pleased by it. But he doesn't flinch under their gaze. His is much more intimidating, and he knows it. Jason turns his head to look at you "I wanna punch them."

You could see this coming from a mile away, and you place a hand on his arm, though you don't know what that will do. "Don't punch them."

Jason grunts and you can tell he's fuming, though none of his anger is directed at you. "I'm gonna punch him." Jason nods toward the one closest to you and your eyes widen.

"Alright, the party's over." You grab Jason's hand, sparing a glance at Gar and Rachel that says, "A little help over here would be nice."

In seconds they are with you, Gar taking Jason's shoulders in his hands, trying to pull him out of the kitchen. For a moment you think you're gonna make it out without violence ensuing, but the two guys who dared to bother you before, make the mistake of laughing. Jason swings, and the sound of his fist hitting the first guy straight in the mouth makes a loud smack. The guy stumbles back, and whilst his friend is busy helping him up, you, Gar, and Rachel manage to pull Jason from the room, and out of the apartment.

The first words spoken once you're out of the party setting, come from Gar. "You guys are dating?"

"Yes, Garfield." The words sound like a hiss from Jason's mouth before he turns back toward the door. "I'm going back in there."

"No, no you are not." you pull Jason down the hall away from the door, hoping he doesn't make a break for it so he can continue the fight. "I told you not to punch him, why did you punch him?" You're scolding him and Jason meets your eyes, running a hand through his hair as he tries to calm himself down.

"He just had such a punchable face, you know? It was just made to be punched." He balls his hands into fists, before flexing his fingers out again as if remembering the feeling of hitting the guy square in the mouth. "Plus, those guys were being fucking assholes."

He frowns and you watch as concern takes over his features. "You okay?" Jason's mind is racing as he says it, and his urge to go back in there and finish the fight returns as he pictures the guys from the kitchen harassing you.

"I'm fine, Jason."

"Are you sure? It seemed pretty intense in there." It's Rachel who speaks, and as much as you love her, you hate the way her words spark Jason's anger once more. This time though, he looks to you for permission.

"Just give me ten minutes in there, I'll talk to them."

"And I assume you'll be talking with your fists?" You raise a brow, almost laughing at the concept of Jason talking something out in a civilized manner. He just shrugs, a smug smile on his lips.

"Only if a visual demonstration is required."

You swat him on the shoulder taking his hand and making your way to the staircase. "Come on, we’ve got to get back."

Jason sighs, following you with Rachel and Gar close behind. Soon, you're all jogging down the street in the direction of Titans tower, the four of you yawning and stumbling as you do so. Jason looks over at you as you race after Rachel, and he knows it's cliché, but he wonders how he got so lucky with you. You meet his eyes once, hot breath creating little puffs of steam in the cold night air. He moves up beside you, still running

"What would you do if I kissed you right now?" He pants as he says it because no matter what the movies portray, it is hard to talk and run.

"I'd kiss you back, of course." You shift your eyes between him and the ground in front of you, making sure you don't trip whilst distracted by Jason's words.

Jason lets out a heavy breath, "Awesome."

He stops running, catching your hand before you can get too far and pulling you back to him. You stumble as he does so, your sudden change in pace making you lose your footing. But Jason is there to grab you, and you conveniently fall right into his arms.

"Hey." You're breathless, and Jason gives you a second or two to pull air into your lungs before he's kissing you for what seems to be the hundredth time that night, but it never gets old. Jason doesn't think he could ever tire of your lips on his, and he thinks his dying wish if he got one, would be to touch you one last time. But he's not dying yet, so he's taking his time, one hand moving from your arm to the side of your face. You lean into him, and he soaks up the moment, knowing that at some point he'll have to pull away, but just not right now.

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dairy-farmer · 3 months

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hi! i love your fics and i always enjoy reading the asks so i thought i would send one of my own! another spin on dick grooming tim though this time he maybe doesn’t notice until he gets back with an old flame and realizes he’s been treating tim the same way he would a girlfriend

it starts with pet names. it’s a concept tim isn’t entirely familiar with. his mother and father didn’t even call him Tim, just Timothy and sometimes son when they were at parties. Dick calling Tim baby feels a little patronizing at first like maybe he’s making fun of tim for being so behind and so young but it quickly becomes clear that isn’t the case when the pet name is tacked onto the ends and beginnings of advice and… complements

“baby, hold your feet further apart next time” caked over the edge of a rooftop after grappling with a rouge

“good job, baby” accompanied by a hair ruffle when tim is the first to solve a riddle

and when tim starts responding to it, turning his head when dick calls out baby, other names start popping up

“that’s a nice color on you honey”

“sweetheart just one night patrolling with me i’m sure bruce won’t care”

“c’mon princess all i want is one hug”

when dick briefly gets back together with kori, tim has the surreal experience of turning whenever he talks to her. mistaking each of dicks endearments as calls for him. it’s humiliating at the same time that’s it’s confusing. tim had thought, he doesn’t know what he thought

when the couple parts ways at the end of the strange week dick goes back to calling tim all the sweet nicknames he had reserved for kori and then he starts touching tim in ways he hadn’t before.

helping tim out of his costume, pulling tim into his lap, running his fingers down tim’s neck and massaging his shoulders and sometimes when tim is in something loose enough, his tits

dick insists it’s normal, that he’s just got some extra love to give now that he doesn’t have anyone to cuddle at home but tim is it so sure. sometimes the touches make him feel stuff he hasn’t really felt before, like he needs to pee but not really, like he’s making a mess in his undies even though he’s not on his period

bruce doesn’t like to talk about that kind of stuff with tim so eventually he brings it up with dick, who calls him sweet names and pays attention to him and hangs out with him even when he’s calling someone else baby

dick says he’ll take a look and apparently looking also means touching to make sure nothing is wrong and it feels really good but dick says something might be wrong deeper inside him and that dick needs to put something bigger and longer in to make sure everything is okay and that feels even better, good enough that it’s hard to stay still and dick has to help him hold his arms still

he has to take a pill afterward because apparently there was something wrong with his cunny and dick needs to put a special cream inside him every now and then to make sure everything stays healthy down there but

“it’s alright baby”

because dick loves him and would do anything to make sure his baby’s pussy stays in tip top condition and doesn’t stop tim from being robin or hanging out with his big brother

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dick grooming tim is soooo good!!!!!! especially if he doesn't realize it initially!!!!!!

at first being affectionate with tim is easy and natural because tim is essentially the only bat dick can do that with. bruce is a brick wall and alfred is always trying to maintain this air of professionalism with them but tim? tim is so sweet and small and blushes so pretty when dick hugs him close and rubs their cheeks together while making loud kissing sounds on his puppy fat lined cheeks.

tim is happy to see him and eager to spend time with him and he doesn't punish dick with silences or ignoring his existence, doesn't grunt and reprimand him, he doesn't make dick feel angry and frustrated and like he just wants to grab him and shake him. tim makes him happy and feel good and he lets dick wrap him up tight and squeeze him tight and hug him close and no one ever lets dick do that just because.

no. no if dick wants affection, a hug or a kiss then he needs to be fucking them. barbara, kori, everyone. if dick just wanted a hug because he was having a bad day or to have someone to kiss and smell their nice, sweet, powdery scent there needed to be something more going on. they all did it. barbara got mad if he tried doing that and kori always pushed him away and dick just didn't understand.

but not tim. tim let him hug and kiss and hold him. he was so sweet, so innocent and untainted by all the bullshit drama that happened among adults, mentors, and old flames. dick remembered what it was like growing up with bruce. the way he'd resists affection sometimes even withold it because he knew how much dick craved it.

tim doesn't do that even when he's angry with dick. he'll just turn his head away, his sweet cheek red with anger while dick wrapped around him like an octopus and cooed apologies and asking if his sweet timmy will forgive him. a few wet kisses on his neck and tim will be giggling because he's ticklish.

dick doesn't really notice how he starts treating tim differently. he calls tim affectionate names because he just can't help it. his heart bursts with love whenever he sees tim and so the sweeties, honeys, beautiful, gorgeous, babies, sweethearts just drip out of his mouth and its not like its untrue.

tim is a pretty and gorgeous little thing. and dick loves watching him. the long curve of his neck, slender shoulders, little waist, small tits, and pretty pink little mouth. dick loves how tim leans into his affection and hands with such ease. he likes how with tim its not complicated and he doesn't need to act like he can read his mind to understand when he likes something.

when kori returns from space and something between them sparks up again dick realizes pretty quickly what had been happening.

when tim is over at dick's apartment and kori calls dick answers with a 'hey baby' or 'what's up beautiful' and tim's head will always perk up in the corner of his eye only to realize he wasn't talking to him.

and that....catches dick's attention. and he starts testing it. deliberately calling kori by more sweet endearments, even using ones he'd only used for tim so far. and tim always smiles so sweetly immediatly after dick says it before realizing it wasn't for him and then looking put out.

he and kori have only been together again for a week but he can't help his eyes that keep drifting back to tim, thinking of tim even when its just him and kori.

dick enjoys time with tim. likes how easy it is to be with him. much easier than it was with anyone else because tim was just as eager for his touch. kori doesn't want to immediatly jump into having sex again. she wants to take it slow, she wants them to get to know each other better again (how much more could they possibly need to learn about one another?). dick gets it, he does. kori wants something solid, more real. but the only reason dick was ever drawn back into relationships that kept failing was because of the promise of nice, hot sex within the first few days. and...well... he's not really willing to get dragged along for months, dating someone he already knows he'll barely ever get to see just at the possibility of MAYBE getting to have sex in a few months.

by the end of the week the interest has fizzled out and kori seems to have sensed it. they break up and dick is left with a body that has a lot of unrealised arousal because he'd been banking on that 'we're back together' fuck.

but even if he had been willing to put in the work some part of dick had still been permanently distracted by tim. his sweet baby who blushed so pretty when dick finally called him by nicknames dick often reserved for his girlfriends.

there's something...there. a pull that dick feels towards tim as he holds him, cuddling him while they watch a movie together. there's a knot in his gut but not the bad kind. it's one that makes him so aware of warm skin and soft breathing, and thumping pulses and the tight stroke of his hand while he jacked off and thought of his pretty baby timmy.

as soon as the after glow of an orgasm faded dick expected to feel horror and revulsion. tim was practically a baby. barely 13. he still played with dolls even though he pretended he didn't. dick should be disgusted. but all he feels is the aching desire in his gut for more.

tim is already used to his touch and dick knows it won't be harder to make the touches more...intimate.

tim is eager to please and bruce is so willing to dump tim on him. so tim starts spending more time at dick's apartment and dick starts spending more time at the manor to babysit tim when bruce and alfred are too busy because bruce has started taking on more out-of-state cases now that dick has 'temporarily' moved back to gotham.

dick is careful. he doesn't want to scare tim or startle him. he starts by kissing tim slightly longer and more meaningfully. he doesn't make a big show of the kisses, acting like they're supposed to be jokes. dick treats it like a genuine greeting. he even starts sprinkling in very short pecks to tim's lips. long cheek kisses that drag on make tim prefer the short lip kisses because tim is an impatient little thing.

dick starts carrying around chapstick. cherry chapstick. after a kiss he'll pull it out and tell tim his lips are a little chapped and that must mean the cold weather is coming soon. he holds tim's soft chin in one hand and delicately rubs the balm into tim's pink little lips, finishing off with another kiss, this one longer with a loud 'mwah!' at the end so tim doesn't feel uncertain about it. the kisses get slightly longer and each one ends with him telling tim 'perfect!' after finishing applying balm to his lips. dick starts doing that more often.

his hands stroke a little lower when he's cuddling tim, drifting into tender areas. dick gets tim used to the feel of his hand on his thigh. he acclimates tim to it while tim is busy and focused on things like eating, reading cases, or working on dick's motorcycle.

he keeps tim company and strokes a hand along tim's thigh, ghosting closer and closer to his inner thigh.

tim even asks why dick is around so often now because dick starts picking tim up from school and dick tells him its because now he's free to spend more time with his lovely timmy!

dick is strategic about his moves. because he has to be, he loves timmy!!! he doesn't want to freak him out and make him go running to bruce or someone!

the hardest part of it, for dick at least, is when he starts getting to see tim naked. after patrol he helps tim out of his sticky and sweaty uniform while cooing. sometimes he'll tug tim into his lap with words about massaging away that tension. but occasionally tim will want to take a shower and get to bed. dick starts joining him. offering to wash tim's back or lather up his hair with shampoo.

when tim says nothing about dick dragging a loofa along the sides of his puffy tits and between his thighs that's when dick starts getting braver. letting soapy bare hands wander, squeeze, and rub while under the guise of a massage.

tim enjoys them. dick knows he does. he feels tim get wet as he rubs at the top of his pretty pussy. as he grazes the lips. once he even soaps up his fingers and rubs between the lips while saying something about making sure his little hole and the area where he pees is clean.

but he's careful. too much too soon might blow it up in his face.

dick kisses tim's naked shoulders while helping him bathe and on the couch while stroking a gentle hand on his stomach before reaching between his legs and just...cupping it.

dick feels tim squirm, feels him take shaky breaths. tim might not understand but his body is being carefully brought to arousal.

dick knows he's succeeded when tim comes to him, quiet, nervous, and red and tells him he has a health issue that he needs help with and he feels to nervous going to bruce about it.

he tells dick about his cute little pussy and how it tingles and feels warm and...how it gets wet. but not like how it does on his period. no blood comes out but his underwear still gets all soaked and tim can hear it. he presses his thighs together and he can hear how wet it is and how it drips out of him.

dick is so turned on just listening to tim talk. he gets tim to lie back and assures him dick will check. dick gets greeted by a puffy, pulsing little cunt just begging to have something pressed inside.

dick bites the inside of his cheek to get a hold of himself.

he acts clinical. he gently spreads tim's lips open revealing tim's pink insides. his finger firmly slides in the wetness, pressing on tim's perineum, his lips, and finally his little button. dick presses against it, swirling it around and fondling it until tim is whimpering and dick can see his insides clenching around nothing.

tim is teary when he's let up and he tells dick that that's the feeling that keeps coming. that sometimes it gets so bad that..that it feels like he's going to pee!

he's sniffling and saying he doesn't want to pee his pants and he doesn't want bruce thinking he's a baby.

dick comforts him, sweetly telling him that it's okay and they'll fix it. that dick knows exactly what to do and timmy just needs some medicine but he just needs to promise to keep it secret and between them.

and tim readily agrees.

dick isn't reckless. despite being young and quite naive tim is developing. his pufffy tits and his little womb are maturing and so accidentally getting him pregnant while getting his rocks off is a very real risk.

so dick makes sure to get his ducks in a row. a hidden stash of morning after pills and a couple of tubes of spermicide do it.

dick doesn't like condoms. he never has. and tim seeing the spermicide in it's medical looking tube is enough to convince him that it's the special cream he needs.

like always, dick has tim sit in his lap. he has tim pull of his clothes and, used to being naked in front of dick, he does. carefully, dick unzips his jeans and pushes his cock out while tim's eyes focus on the gel getting getting squirted into a little applicator that dick will press into him.

"it's just like putting in a tampon, baby" dick assures him. "take a deep breath okay? if you're all tense it'll be harder."

tim shakily nods and dick feels some of the tension in tim lessen. to help him further along dick starts playing with his baby clit. tim's breath hitches and dick hums, kissing his shoulder and neck, distracting him while he presses the head of the applicator in and sinks it in as deep as it will go. eventually it won't go any further and dick knows that means the tip must have reached tim's cervix. he pushes down on the plunger and empties the gel into tim before removing the applicator and tossing it to the side.

"there we go!" dick praises tim, stroking his tummy and patting his thigh. "that wasn't so bad was it baby?"

dick gently cuddles tim, kissing him, showering him in love. he kisses tim's red cheeks while waiting the 15 minutes before he can fuck tim.

dick loves tim. he loves how tim accepts his affection and returns it. he loves how tim lets him touch him every which way.

but most of all, he loves how much blind faith tim has in him.

"you ready for the next part baby?"

dick does his best to keep the excitement out of his voice as tim nods.

dick has massaged tim before plenty of times. and he's commented on how tight tim is and how lucky he was to have dick who would take care of him.

dick presses the head of his cock in slowly, biting back his groan at the slide from how wet tim is.

tim's breath hitches at the stretch and dick just soothes him while trying to work his way in to the hilt. tim is trembling around him and dick has to keep his eyes from rolling back at the tight, clenching heat.

he keeps the pace slow, grinding more than thrusting as he 'massages' tim's little cunt. tim shivers in his arms, his fingers try drifting down to touch the 'massage stick' in him and dick grabs his wrist before he can, lightly scolding tim. he keeps tim's arms pinned to his sides as he rolls his hips and thrusts deep into tim, bouncing him on his cock and biting down on his lip to stop his moans.

when he finally cums he grips tim's hips and has him flush to his cock while closing his eyes and fucking hot spurts of cum into tim's clenching hole. tim is panting and red cheeked, shaking from his own release and making softly uncertain sounds because he doesn't know what the feeling that has gone through him is.

dick presses a soft kiss to his eyelashes to comfort him while he waits for his heart to slow down.

dick helps clean tim up like he always does and presses the pill to his sweet mouth.

dick is enjoying the pleasant swirl and afterglow of it all as he kisses tim's little mouth and says that he'll make sure that tim's pussy is taken care of before hurrying him to bed but not before reminding tim that if he felt the medicine leak out that he should just push it back in.

and tim, sweet darling that he is, promises to do just that.

#asks #answered asks #anonymous #dicktim

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yeetus-feetus · 4 months

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Jaime from 'Batman: The Brave and The Bold' should get adopted. Like obviously not legally because he already has parents, but like a Stephanie situation where he's basically B's kid coz he hangs around all the time.

Billy Batson should get actually adopted though. His siblings too, obvi.

And like Wally and Donna are basically his kids too because of Dick.

I bet he refers to Donna and Dick as his twins.

Actually all his "friends" kids are his kids now too. That means Lizzie, Jon, Kon, Roy, Mia, Connor.

(Ollie and B are so an item in the brave & the bold actually, I could write a whole thesis on their sexual tension)

Anyone who dates B's legal kids are automatically also his kids now. Congratulations Bernard you're adopted, at least Bruce isn't homophobic.

Just someone asks Bruce about how many kids he has exactly and he starts counting on his fingers, then out loud he says "wait- is that one legally my child??"

Or someone sees a photo on his desk at the office and goes "wow are those your kids?"

And B's like, "yeah all my mine. They make me so proud everyday". And only one of those kids is actually his.

Or Bruce has one of those fold out photo things in his wallet and he's showing everyone his 'daughters'. And it's Donna, Babs, Kori, Helena, Cass, Cassie, Stephanie, Kara and Lizzie. Even Raven maybe because she dated Damian at one point.

"oh wow, so many! I thought you only had just the two girls?"

"no no, these are all my lovely girls. They're so smart and I'm so proud of my babies".

"isn't that one Commisioner Gordon's girl?"

"uh. Yeah I guess.. but she's basically my daughter".

"Sure Mr. Wayne."

Or it's a Wayne Gala and he's brought along some of his honourary kids and one of the other rich people is like "oh who's this? I didn't recall you picking up another stray."

"he's not a stray he's my son."

And Jaime's just thinking "what? Did I just get adopted? I already have parents?" But it's honestly his own fault for hanging around so often and accepting the invite to the gala. It's not like Bman went out looking for more kids they just showed up on they're own and now they're his.

I mean B is the one looking after them and teaching them and making sure most of them don't die so. And Alfred feeds them all. They sleep over at the Manor more often than not. So they are his kids now right?

Right?

Anyways, Bruce loves all his kids. Even if they drive him absolutely insane. He's got grey hairs because there's so many of them now lol.

#batfam shenanigans #batfamily #batman #batman the brave and the bold #batkids #surprise adoption #bruce wayne's adoption issue #jaime reyes #billy batson #The local socialites and are starting to think he's either super shady and illegally importing kids #Or running his own private orphanage for the less fortunate strays he picks up because he's just too soft for the homeless #Unlike all the other corporate CEOs

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pixellangel · 2 months

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guys. i'm making an rpg.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

so i bought rpg maker vx ace* and ive been coming up with a plot and characters!!!!! and im gonna make a video game!!!! aaaa!!!

its a meta little cyberpunk rpg starring you, the protagonist in someone else's body, and your allies V, Xenon, and Kori (names subject to change). infodump and some doodles under the cut read for a fun time :3

*edit: ill actually be doing it in rpg maker mv! vx is a little limited for the scope of what i want to do with this project

welcome to under the cut. here's thirty billion information for you. :D

essentially, the plot revolves around V and the player finding people who have been wronged by the Narrator, who bends the story to his own will to create a plot he enjoys, and how they want to shape their own destinies. your goal is to defeat the group of cybernetic monsters that he created as villains.

YOUR PARTY CONSISTS OF

- Sylvie (she/they): that's you! everyone calls you "Player," though. your body used to belong to V's childhood friend before the Narrator decided they were the perfect base for a protagonist. general all rounder in combat, with a basic sword for a weapon. you want to find out more about the Narrator's goals and what happened to V's friend. also, why are you "Sylvie?"

- V (she/her): a firey girl who can hear the Narrator speaking. she teaches the player how the world works, and is the first person they meet. uses two daggers in combat, efficient and quick fighter. immediately tells the player she plans not to befriend them. wants to fight the Narrator for taking her childhood friend away from her for the sake of a story.

- Xenon (he/they): wears a completely black mask with a white X on it to hide their identity. miraculously, this works despite their neon green hair. graffiti artist. medic in combat with both single and multi target heal skills. fights w/ a paintball gun. grew up in a cult that thinks death is such a natural part of life that it should never be prevented. became a medic as a type of rebellion against his cult.

- Kori (she/her): TINY GAL. HUGE HAMMER. VERY YELLOW. self explanatory combat - high attack, big damage, hits hard. not much else. she's actually super sweet, but the giant electric hammer she carries around makes her seem way scarier than she is. really really wants to be helpful. she lives in a town based around fighting and fight clubs, so she had to learn to defend herself to survive.

some doodles of V and Xenon :3

ill draw the whole lineup soon!!! :D

also if anyone wants more info or has questions PLEASE ASK!!! I LOVE LOREDUMPING!!! anyway my tag for this Huge Project is #pixell.rpg :3

#pixell.rpg #WAAAAHHHH IM HAVING FUN #please ask about my ocs i wanna talk about em #rpg maker #rpg #idk what to tag gang. lmao #lore dump #oc lore #game lore

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sundrop-writes · 1 month

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Opening up requests for DC Titans for MLTS, Reactions, and Headcanons (and maybe short blurbs?)

EDIT: REQUESTS ARE CLOSED AS OF APRIL 6TH, 2024. I am keeping this post up in case I have a need for it in the future.

I decided to open up requests for Titans again because this show will always have a chokehold on me and I always have fun writing for it.

Titans characters I write for: Gar Logan, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Hank Hall, Dawn Granger, Donna Troy, Kory Anders, Barbara Gordon, and Conner (with Conner, I feel more comfortable writing smut and sexual situations with S4 Conner/Luthor!Conner, and I would write angst or fluff with any version of him).

And just so everyone knows, I do write mostly for female readers, but I also write gender neutral characters, and masc/male readers.

Please read all the information in this post before sending in a request. Also please keep in mind, the prompt list below does make references to kinks and sexual situations, pregnancy, and death. All of my fics will have thorough warnings on them if you’re not comfortable with any of these topics.

To clarify:

MLTS - ‘Most Likely To’s aka a short description explaining which character of the group (or two, or three characters) would be 'most likely’ to do something or enjoy something. This could be exploring their potential enjoyment of a kink or how they would behave on a date, how they would be as a romantic partner. It can be anything you want, get creative.

Reactions - 'how would they react to…’ aka a short description explaining how the characters (two or three, you can choose) would react to a certain situation. (If you want this format done with the whole group at once, it will likely be much shorter.)

Headcanons - a collection of bullet points that creates a shorter, quicker, more efficient style of fic by taking the reader through a tour of ideas, the character’s reactions and thoughts in a shorter format. (These are like full fics, but can usually be done faster.)

(If you need some inspiration, examples of prompts will be below.)

General Rules and Guidelines for Requesting:

Requests should be sent to the ask box on this blog. I don’t accept requests in DMs because it is too disorganized and difficult to keep track of them. Finished fics may be posted as separate posts, or they may be posted as a response to the ask. Also as a general note - requests are not guaranteed to be done - they are just used as inspiration for me. It is not a fanfiction ordering system, it's a casual collaboration on concepts and ideas.

Every single one of my fics includes a reader character. I don’t do character x character fics. If you are making a request, I will assume that you want to read character x reader fics, and if you don’t specify the gender of the reader character, I am most likely to write the reader character as a cis female. Also, I am very likely to include the term Y/N in my fics. (If you think that’s too cringe, run along. I grew up in a time where Y/N was sacred and cringe didn’t exist.)

Speaking of which - in your request, please specify if the reader character is female, male, or gender neutral. When I write gender neutral fics, I do not describe the reader’s genitals or gender presentation in any way, so I don’t write ‘GN AFAB reader’ fics. If you want the reader to be described as having a vagina, that would be a fem reader in my fics.

Also typically, I don’t describe the reader character as having specific physical traits. I like my reader character to be as broad as possible to appeal to as many people as possible. I don’t write a character that has a specific race, height, hair color, etc. but one exception I have to this rule is that I love writing fat/plus sized readers in my fics. I love spreading love for fat bodies, especially through fics - I love making people feel good about their fatness through the gaze of a fictional character. So definitely feel free to send in requests for a plus sized reader character, as it’s one of my favorite things to write.

For reference, I will also write about a reader character with autism or chronic illness (someone with chronic pain or a fainting disorder, or someone who uses a cane or a wheelchair), because these are groups that I am a part of and I know that they are not portrayed in fiction often enough. If you have any questions about these aspects, please let me know.

Also, if you do want to include in the request that the reader has certain non-physical traits, that’s okay. Like describing the reader being nerdy, outgoing, artsy, being a single mother or a parent, etc. in your request - then I am likely to include those in the fic. Those kind of traits help to aid in the plot and differentiate the reader from my other fics.

I will accept requests for poly ships. (Character x Reader x Character.) I am a huge fan of requests like this, and for Titans specifically, I am open to writing many different poly ships - like Jason x Reader x Gar, or Dawn x Reader x Hank. I won’t do more than three characters in a poly ship including the reader character, except for specific ships, like Poly Birds (Dick/Dawn/Hank) x Reader or OG Titans x Reader (which is Dawn/Dick/Garth/Hank/Donna x Reader).

I will write smut, angst, or fluff, but I mostly prefer writing smut or angst. When requesting smut (or smutty themed things), please specify if you want the characters to be dominant or submissive. In your request, write ‘sub!reader’ or ‘dom!reader’, something to denote the dynamics to let me know what you want it to be. I am a big fan of writing submissive men, so I won’t shy away from things like that - but I will write any dynamic as long as it’s properly communicated to me.

I will write for a lot of dark topics and different kinks. In general, the list of things that I won’t write is a lot shorter than the list of things that I will. So if you’re wondering if I’m okay with a request or not, just ask.

For reference, my big ‘nos’ are: virgin!reader fics, or fics where the reader is sexually inexperienced or portrayed as innocent. I am okay with doing a ‘faux’ innocent reader (someone who is only pretending to be innocent), and I am also okay with writing about a canon character being a virgin and having their first sexual experience with the reader. (That’s something I love writing about, actually.) I am okay with writing about sexual coercion, sexual blackmail, or dubcon. (Or even noncon or cnc, under certain circumstances.)

Also, I don’t write fics about miscarriages, safeword use, or extreme choking kink. And while I don’t write about miscarriage, I am okay with writing about pregnancy - it’s something I enjoy writing about, actually. I also enjoy writing parenting fics and family fics with children.

Remember, you don’t have to use these prompts, these are just ideas of the kind of requests I like or ideas you can use if you want to see me write for these characters but don’t know what to send in! You can definitely make up your own prompts/ideas similarly to these if you want to.

Prompts for MLTs:

Most likely to seek revenge if you were harmed by an enemy (or if you were killed by an enemy)

Mostly likely to have a breeding kink

Most likely to enjoy PDA

Most likely to want kids in a relationship

Prompts for Reactions:

How would they react to you (accidentally) sending them a nude?

How would they react to an unexpected pregnancy?

How would they react to seeing you in lingerie for the first time?

How would they react if someone insulted you in front of them?

How would the group react to finding out that you have been hurt? (Note: you can mention who you want the love interest to be and who you want to be platonic in this case)

How would they react to seeing you alive after believing you had died?

How would they react to you saying ‘I love you’ for the first time?

Prompts for Headcanons:

Headcanons for that character getting married (how would they behave on their wedding day/what kind of wedding would they want/what kind of honeymoon would they want, etc.)

Sex headcanons (how is this character in bed, what are their kinks, etc.)

Headcanons for this character on a first date (how do they ask you out, where do they take you, are they romantic?)

Headcanons of tropes (ex: enemies to lovers with Dick Grayson, childhood friends to lovers with Jason Todd, There Was Only One Bed with Donna Troy, etc.)

Dialogue Prompts:

(If I do end up writing short blurbs it will be with these. I haven’t done dialogue prompts in a long time but I feel like I wanna stretch my creative legs with Titans.) (Also note, this is my own original prompt list, and you can use it if you want to, just credit me?)

“Who did this to you?”

“You died. I saw you die.”

“Can you run that by me again?”

“You know, if you weren’t so annoying, you might actually be hot.”

“Could you just listen to me for once?”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Oh, fuck.”

“Hey, hey. It’s gonna be okay.”

“Oh. Oh.”

“Is that blood?” (Bonus: “It’s not mine.”)

“No, shut up. Stop talking like that. You’re gonna be fine.”

“Shut up and kiss me already.”

“Why would you do something that stupid?” “Because I’m in love with you.”

“Oh, great. It’s you again.”

“I’ll never forgive you for this.”

“Why don’t you just let me help you?”

“I am done waiting for you.”

“I’m in love with you, dumbass.”

“Please, just let me take care of you.”

“I’ll kill all of them.”

“I can keep you safe.”

“You’re lucky it was just a scratch.”

“So you aren’t heartless after all?”

“I had it under control. You didn’t need to do that.”

“Can’t sleep?”

“You’re being really nice.” (Bonus: “Yeah, are you surprised?”)

“I’m not afraid of you.”

“You know, I was wrong about you.”

“How about a goodnight kiss?”

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punkeropercyjackson · 28 days

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Before i forget again,here's the Flowerghost(Jason Todd and Miles Morales)parallels + They are BROTHERS and Jason's a canon pedophile killer so fuck off if you ship him with canon minors

Black and red-coded

Genius'

Nerdy interests(classical literature for Jason,anime for Miles and video games for both)

Caused great controversy for taking over longheld mantles because of being minorities(Jason poor,Miles afrolatino)but are now widely beloved

Mama's boys and the mom's in question have brown hair and a deep grip on their cultures in a positive way when the writers aren't being ass

Can't flirt but have big rizz

Type in women is woc(Gwen is Miles' only white girl one and to me she acts more black mixed than anything else and imma do my own thing like Miles and say she's canon afrolatina + Jason's never shown interest in white girls fullstop and actively rejected Kory specifically because they deblackified her)

Poor social skills

Very similar sense of humor

The guy they're closest to is a black troubled kid who grew up in a dystopia but only let that make him kind and optimistic,an instigator and a freedom fighter on a team that all share a title(Duke and Hobie).Do not come at me with 'Hobie is Miles' older brother' bs though,that's Jason's job and Hobie is Miles' boygirlfriend

And the other person they're closest to is a black biracial girl with a ghost motif and abusive dad who's also a pastel punk,very sweet and tender but also has anger issues and no hesitance to get brutal in fights and is their counterpart yet also their foil(Stephanie and Gwen + Imma also do my own thing with Stephanie because people think she actually takes pride in being blonde for some reason + This is reverse of the above because i'm a Ghostflower lover and a J*ysteph hater out of reading comprehension)

Eh,i'm gonna say it-They're both afro-caribbean and nonblacks and gringos can't stop me since they love lying about Jason's canon traits but get upset when comics readers tell the truth about him and my take actually makes a lot of sense with him unlike theirs and i've got like every fellow afrolatino DC fan agreeing with me on it anyway

Autistic,adhd and anxiety-coded with trans swag that can be read in any direction

When they were 15,they went to a far off place to find themselves thanks to an important woman in their lives only for it to turn out she was betraying him and this caused a major shift in their narrative-Although Miles was lucky enough to have his be with good intentions while Jason's very much did not

Robin!Jason was a soft ray of sunshine boy like Miles is and Miles G is a goth asshole and a vigilante to cope with trauma like Red Hood!Jason is.He even has green eyes like he does which is very interesting and fitting difference

If we're being specific with Eras:Into=80s Batman,Across=A Death in The Family,Miles G becoming The Prowler=Lost Days,Beyond=Under The Red Hood and Spidey and His Amazing Friends=Wayne Family Adventures(but good)

Not quite the same thing but their animal variants are a cat and a dog so they match

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madanimalscientist · 2 months

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Some Cute/Silly Alastor and Rosie Thoughts

Just a random thought in my head but:

the book Bambi came out in 1923 (1928 in English)

the Disney film version of it came out in 1942

If Rosie is a Hello Dolly pastiche then she probably died in the 1890s/1900s but on the other hand we don't know if Hell gets Earth pop culture

(There probably is a thriving bootleg scene where Hellborn who can go to Earth bring back vhs tapes/dvds etc to sell to Sinners who want to keep up)

But we also know Rosie appears to be keeping up with the times more or less and the mental image of her calling Alastor 'Bambi' as a term of endearment in an auntie kind of way is too cute to pass up. And she's probably the only person who could get away with it

Alternatively Angel could call Alastor that to piss him off, which I would also find amusing as hell

But I love the idea of Rosie basically acting to Alastor the way my aunties acted towards me/my cousins growing up. Like she could probably futz with his hair in public or be like 'hey you have a bit of schmutz on your face, just a sec' *pulls out handkerchief and wipes it off* and he would not be thrilled by her doing it in public but he'd also let her (while glaring daggers at anyone who was watching this like 'you better not say ANYTHING')

This mental image is partially inspired by the fact that in the webcomic Skin Deep by Kory Bing (https://www.skindeepcomic.com/, awesome webcomic srsly go check it out) there is a deer shapeshifter whose mum (also a deer shapeshifter) calls him Bambi as a nickname and I could see Rosie doing that to Alastor. The idea amuses the heck out of me.

In my head this is pretty much Rosie's theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oa-3KAXD-w and also Rosie would look stunning in that outfit (Alastor would also look dapper as fuck in a masc version of that jacket too honestly)

I just really love these two and their relationship and I want a whole comic/episode/etc about them as besties and how they met/etc. They're just too dang cute together.

#alastor hazbin hotel #rosie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #alastor and rosie #they're BFFs but also like she totally views him in a 'favorite nephew' kind of way just my headcanon but like the vibe fits #everyone has those nicknames only certain people are allowed to call them #like my mum is the only one allowed to call me [redacted shortening of my birth name] anyone else NOPE #Rosie is probably the only one who could get away with treating Alastor like that and I love that for them #but also my headcanon is that she met him and immediately was like 'you're my family now' and he rolled with it

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soulsforsales · 8 months

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Here it is!! Enjoy! And please tell me what it's like this is my first time writing anything like this 😭 Hope you like it:)

- Samantha

This is not the finished work though I will add more.

(Also, thanks to all of you for encouraging me to do this💞)

Today had been wild. They had gone to a mission together after weeks. All those brief touches, every time their eyes locked, hell, Raven almost fell at him once. After everything, it'd been harder and harder for Damian to resist it. He wanted her. Every time he looked at her, how much he needed her was all he could think about.

It embarrassed him to death that the empath probably already knew what he felt like. But he couldn't help it. Besides, there was something else in the back of his head.

She'd rejected him.

Damian knew - everyone knew - that she'd done it out of fear of Trigon but it surprised him that Raven would think of him, out of all people, as a coward. She should know that he wasn't scared of her Demigod Father, she knew him better than anyone.

But that, too, had changed. Ever since, Damian voiced his feelings to Raven something had shifted in their relationship and it wasn't just the awkward "I said I liked you and you said no" feeling, it was almost as if an invisible wall had been created between them, pushing them farther away from each other.

Damian sighed and looked up at himself in the mirror. He thought of her.

Her pale white skin, the curve of her hips, the way her leotard clung to her skin. She wasn't hot or sexy. Raven was beautiful. Beautiful in a way that crushed Damian's soul, that made him want to do nothing more than explore all of her beauty and make her see it.

Damian opened the door to the hotel room, it made him sick to the stomach that him and Raven would have to share a room for the night. The events of the day had just been so goddamn terrible.

Starfire got severely injured and Dick persisted that he spend the night with her, instead of Raven, he said he trusted Raven but it was bad and he needed to stay with Kori, which Damian had to agree to, since Starfire would have almost died if it wasn't for Raven alone who shielded her from the attack just in time.

Damian entered the hotel room to find Raven already in bed. Her back was turned to him and she was wearing a thin, white lace night gown. Damian's breathe stuck in his throat.

It was too thin, he could practically see the lines of her hip and thighs and the way the dress wrapped around Raven's body made his stomach turn.

Damian steeled himself and looked around the room.

Only one bed. No couch. No extra room.

He gulped.

He would sleep on the floor then.

Damian looked at her once again. The desire to be able to touch her skin and cradle her in his arms burned in his fingertips.

Maybe he could just sleep on the bed after all. Not that it would be weird since there was no other option.

Damian sighed. It wouldn't kill to be close to her. He decided he would just lay beside her for some time and then lay on the ground. Or he would just stay up the whole night.

The blanket dipped under Damian's weight and he prayed that he didn't scare the girl. But she didn't wake up. He could see the slow movement of her body now, as he was close, as she breathed. Her shoulders moved and her violet hair was sprawled across her back like waves - he ached to touch her. To get to know her. To get to tell her how much he loves her.

It broke him that she might never know.

Just as Damian was about to leave, Raven turned. She didn't wake up. Her eyes were closed, her lips purses like a babies and her hair falling at the side of her face.

Damian's breathe caught in his throat. He was so warm and she was so close to him - he could smell her. Lavender - that was what she smelled like - just like he had always imagined. Damian's eyes moved from her face to her long, thin neck and lower to her collar bones and moved only lower.

Her cleavage seemed to be going on for forever until it gave way to the curve of her chest, Damian's eyes lingered there longer than they should've but he couldn't help it, he hated what he felt and how it made him react but whenever he was close to her - like right now - nothing else in the world mattered.

'Like what you see?' The words caught Damian off guard.

Of course, Raven was awake.

He felt himself getting red, he wanted to disappear right then. She had caught him at such a wrong moment. She would hate him.

Damian somehow found the courage to look up and and so soon as he did, all his fear melted away. Raven wasn't offended. She was mocking him, with the smallest smile on her lips and only then he realised that he hadn't actually seen her smile for months. Until now, and it made flowers grow in his chest.

Damian blushed harder, Raven was closer than before now, her face inches away from him, 'its - it's not like that. I was just leaving,' he said pretending to be getting up but I'm truth he never wanted to leave this space, where he was so close to her and she was smiling at him.

This was everything.

Raven's smile faded and a more deeper expression conjured her face. Her Lavender eyes flicked over at Damian's face as if taking every detail in. They had this moment, she knew, no one could take it away from them.

'When I said I don't want to be with you,' Raven begun, her voice so low it'd rather be a whisper but she was so close to Damian that it felt as if she was just as well speaking directly to his soul. 'I lied,' a tear rolled down Raven's right cheek and her lips formed a thin line. She didn't need to say more Damian already knew it,

'I want to be with you, that's what I wanted to say,' he could almost hear her say it through their bond.

Damian raised his palm and wiped the tear off of Raven's cheek.

'I know,' was all he could manage through the ball of emotions forming in his throat, Raven smiled and before Damian had time to think he lowered himself and planted a firm, but pleasant kiss on Raven's lips. The empath's eyes widened for a moment until she knew she welcomed it.

The kiss started as slow and sensual when they were both telling each other that 'its okay' and 'this is exactly what I've wanted', until it deepened.

Damian's hand travelled from Raven's neck to her waist and despite the simplicity of the touch, she moaned, grasping at the opportunity Damian slid his tongue into Raven's mouth and the tension in the air grew. They both were searching for more and more, hands moving in frantic to get more, to get all of it. Damian's hand moved to Raven's hip as he carassed it. Raven let out a slow moan which turned him on more than he could've imagined and he pushed her closer into him.

Raven's hands tangled between Damian's hair, trying to deepen the kiss and slowly but soon enough she started moving into him, finding a rhythm. Letting him know she wanted it.

Wanted it more than anything.

#damirae smut #damirae fic #my fic #smut #damianwayne #raven #rachel roth

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