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One of my favorite headcanons is that Jason is the only batkid who knows how to cook well. Cass and Dick know how to cook, but the dishes are always usually okay, never as flavorful or expertly made as Jason, and this is funny to me because Jason is one of the batkids who doesn’t have a speedster on their team, so while the speedsters are known to have big appetites and have a deep appreciation for good food, they never get to taste Jason’s cooking.
I can imagine the betrayal on Bart’s face when he visits Tim, and he rummages through his fridge and stumbles on Jason’s leftovers from when Tim and Jason hung out two days ago. He hastily eats the food thinking it’s take out or something, until the flavor finally settles in and wow is it heaven on his tongue.
And then Dick visits Jason to get something, and Wally was in Gotham so he tags along. While Jason is off to find what Dick needs, Dick asks if he has any food, to which Jason just points at the fridge. Dicks runs to it and begins to heat up two servings, and once it’s done Wally sits beside him to eat. With just the first bite he finally understands why Kyle and Dick are always in a good mood after having Jason’s cooking. He suddenly remembers how good Jason’s pastries were when he was Robin and stayed with Dick at Titans Tower.
It’s safe to say when the rest of the speedsters hear of this discovery they’re instantly curious. Bart and Wally are disappointed in their bats culinary skill, and try to get as much of Jason’s leftovers whenever they can.
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fictionismyreality3 · 1 month
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Cleaning up w/ Jay
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Warnings: romance and everything that comes with it, nsfw at the end, cleaning becauSE FUCK CLEANING
Notes: I thought I’d try a different format with this one, we’ll see how it goes 🤷🏻‍♀️ Also; JAY PUSH ME UP AGAINST THE WALL I’LL BE-
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You can try to keep your apartment clean, but it will always end up a mess, in more ways than one, with Jason involved.
Especially the morning after patrols, when you come out of your bedroom to the kitchen looking like a ravenous beast went through it.
“Jason!” You called out, within seconds a mop of shaggy black hair peeked around the corner, and Jason made his way over to you, hands in his pockets. “Look, in my defence I hadn’t eaten much yesterday.” He said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “Let me help you, princess.” Two strong hands begin to deftly tidy their mess.
Sometimes he’d come home to the image of you dancing around the apartment, using your spray bottle as a microphone to sing along to your favourite songs. It never failed to remind him why he loved you.
The sound of a camera shutter broke you out of your dance party, and you spun around to see Jay, still in his suit, with his phone out. “Oh my- oh my god, you look so precious.” He cackled, doubling over in laughter as he looked at you standing there holding your mop, your cheeks flushed red.
Jay did the cooking, because you were a horrible cook (even though you’d never admit it), so you made up for it with the cleaning. Sometimes though, on days where you tired, Jay would surprise you with an entirely clean house and breakfast in bed.
“Sweetheart,” Jay cooed, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear as he ran his thumb along your cheek. “Baby, wake up. You can’t nap all day.” Groggily, you’d open your eyes to the adorning gaze of your boyfriend and a plate full of food. “Jay, you shouldn’t have-” But a finger pressed against your lips. “Hush. Now let me feed you.”
And then there were the times when Jason had just gotten back from a long night, stiff and covered in blood that wasn’t his. He’d arrive to the sight of you up on your tippy toes, your shorts riding up as you tried to clean the shower head, and he’d just go absolutely feral.
“C’mon, ma.” Two rough hands held you by your thighs as your body was rocked into the shower wall. “You can take it. Take it like a good girl.” Jason would growl in your ear as he pounded your tight cunt, making you feel so good and so, so full. Your hands would tangle in his hair when they couldn’t find purchase on the shower wall, and you’d cry out his name like a prayer. “That’s it, mama. Cum for me, good girl.”
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stararch4ngelqueen · 6 months
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domestic jason hcs? >:)
(this ask feels self-indulgent but i was VERY inspired by this one buff dude i saw on insta reels baking in a not-so-sexual way but like women in the comments are down bad and i cant really describe it im so sorry 😭)
imagine waking up to jason baking something (doesnt have to be anything could just be bread). you wanna help but the only instructions he gives you is to sit pretty, wearing his shirt and all. everytime he moves around the kitchen, he give u a lil peck on the lips if hes close enough to you. youre just sitting pretty like he asked, watching this man work and looking a little love struck cuz all you wanna do is pull him down and give him the fattest kiss for being so husband material
(dude, im yearning so much. thank u for writing a lot for jason 💞 ALSO ive seen u around in the cod tag so another thanks for ur fics there too 💞)
I’m sticking with the prompt cause I had unholy thoughts. An thank you! I appreciate your appreciation for my works ✨
This may be the tiniest bit suggestive 🌝
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Time Written - 5:51 a.m
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Baking at an early hour was somewhat new for Jason.
Baking at an early hour after an intense ending to an incredible date night was incredibly new for Jason.
His hands were occupied with an intriguing scene of soft dough and hard, rich yellow butter on a marble countertop. His muscles at work folding in the pockets of butter into the dough, pressing it with the heels of his palms.
“Morning, mama.” His morning voice held that early rasp in his tone that tickled you just right. You reciprocated his greeting as you walk into the kitchen, dressed in one of his shirts he aggressively yanked off the night before.
There he stood in grey sweatpants. Baking something delectable for seemingly no reason.
“What’s the occasion?” You question as you approach the counter, admiring his bed rugged hair adding onto his every attractive appearance.
“Cloudy outside, which means baking time.”
“Baking time?” The slightest glance at your cheeky little grin made him amusingly scoff.
“Baked goods,” he clarified with a head gesture behind him. “Coffee’s ready for ya, babe.”
Soon, the kitchen will flood with the warm aroma of browning butter and cooking sugar, invading throughout your home for a very long evening. Neighbors will get jealous over the smell of bakery air, hopefully helping them ignore the noises prior to the other night.
It was quite a sight to watch, his muscles flexing with a focused flare along his brow. You almost didn’t hear his insistence the second time towards the cinnamon coffee waiting in the pot for you.
“Gonna stick around? You’ll get first glance at what I’m making.”
“Which is?” You pry, watching him approach the sink to wash his hands.
“Crossiants,” he admits after drying his hands, giving the tip of your nose a peck. “With chocolate.”
“Look at you, my man’s a baker.” You smile while leaning against the counter, feeling your heart throb romantically from his chaste kisses.
“Not what you expected, huh?”
“What, my Red Hood busting skulls and baking? So many single moms would chase after you if they could.”
That comment has him unexpectedly laugh. Not the worst thing he’s been told, so he’ll take it. Poor single mothers, too bad he’s already taken.
“I thought you meant the chocolate would be inside?” You ask after peeking at the dough he wrapped up in cling wrap.
“No,” He shakes his head. “See, I thought that, but I like the idea of dipping them into melted chocolate a whole lot better.”
“Where’d you get the inspiration?”
“France,” he amusingly huffs with a shrug after approaching to take the packet you handed to him. “Thanks baby. Where else?”
He slips the packet of buttered dough into the fridge before turning towards the stove, almost running into you as you beat him to it, peering into a saucepan full of melted chocolate.
“Hey, hey.” Cool, clean hands gently grasped hold of your shoulders, gently nudging you away from his little workspace. “Easy on those eyes, almost knocked you into an accident.”
“Need some help with anything?” You offer, reminding him of when he used to ask his mother the same question. Happy little memories that brought embers of warmth in his heart.
“You can be of huge help,” He begins, calloused hands grazing down along your fingerprint shaped bruised hips before hoisting you up in his arms like a little doll.
“By sitting pretty, an’ letting me work.”
He plops you down on a stool he pulled out from the island counter, giving you a perfect little spot to watch him work. You slouch after he turns away, watching him return to his little objective on the stove.
“You just melt chocolate in the pan like that?”
“Sorta,” Jason tilts his head after grabbing a spoon, stirring the smooth, ganache-like chocolate concoction around. “France’s version of hot chocolate. Some milk, cream, a little sugar.”
You hum as a response, watching the muscles along the back of his left shoulder move as he enacts upon such a simple, minor task. Jason probably said something else, along the lines of not wanting such a beautiful body of chocolate boil on the stove, but it wasn’t much of your concern as it was his.
Maybe your main concern was how exactly did the scratches you left along his back didn’t break skin, clinging onto him for dear life as they flexed along your greedy palms.
He probably knew that, he was hiding a smile for all you could tell if you paid any attention.
“My girl want a taste?” He offers, his real gaze snapping your mind back into reality. You nod, anxiously sitting up in your seat.
He spoons warm, melted chocolate on the top of your tongue, watching it dribble down your bottom lip. The pink of your little tongue swiped up the remnants, all for Jason’s adoring gaze to witness.
Your reaction varies upon the subtle lack of sweetness from the chocolate.
“It’s not that sweet. Is it dark—?”
Your words are stolen when he kisses you, cradling your face within his two warm hands after carelessly setting down the spoon.
His heavy lidded gaze meets yours after breaking off the kiss, his cheeks flushed with affectionate warmth.
“Don’t know,” his glistening lips curve upwards after licking his lips. “Tastes pretty sweet to me.”
He turns away, as if he hadn’t committed such a crime in the first place.
You’re left watching once again, anxious nerves preventing you from sitting still. Fidgety fingers lingering in your lap, grasping along the lower hem of your shirt.
“Also coffee,” Jason pitches as if he forgot. “Added a little espresso to enhance the taste. You, uh… never got your coffee, babe.”
Oh. Right. The first thing he told you when you came in.
“Sorry,” you sheepishly admit, slightly shifting your hips whilst on the stool. “Got a little distracted.”
He chuckles, not even needing a detective’s mindset to understand fully why. “Did you now?”
Not giving you a chance to answer, Jason sets the saucepan off the burner before turning full attention towards you. Swooping you off the stool you sat, hoisting you ontop of a warm, clean counter.
His torso pressed against yours, keeping you comfortably confined between a marble surface and a hard place. His hands caress along your torso, thumbs trickling over your stiff nipples through your shirt, still sore from his teeth marks.
“Took you long enough,” he grumbles against the shell of your ear. His lips press against your neck as you swallow, kissing down along your collarbone. “Figured you’d have stayed sleeping in ‘till I was done here. Guessin’ last night wasn’t enough for you?”
“Your fault for putting on a show.” You whisper, hooking your legs the best you could around his broad waist.
He chuckles against your neck, his excitement as palpable as his pearly smile expressed. “Your fault for watchin’, mama.”
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incorrectbatfam · 2 months
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Now I need the batfam as David
I should've answered this a while back but for those who don't know, David is my friend that I mentioned in this post who is the embodiment of Chaotic Stupid and gave at least one person gender envy, so anon is asking for the batfam as things about him
Dick: during his bottom surgery consultation, he asked if they could make his grayson as long as his arm
Jason: his dream job is either brewery owner or freelance pharmacist
Tim: he eats coffee beans like popcorn and mixes Rockstar with Gatorade
Damian: he chose his dad's name as his own to assert dominance
Duke: his lockscreen is a picture of himself wearing 6 hats on top of each other
Cullen: he twerked to Mama by My Chemical Romance
Stephanie: he celebrated his top surgery by doing a fake commercial shoot in his old Hooters uniform
Cassandra: his sleep paralysis demons disappeared after doing shrooms
Barbara: he thought his tweets would be anonymous if he used an incognito browser
Harper: he and his dad installed a urinal in their house while his mom and sister were away
Carrie: he bites right through the bones whenever we have wings
Kate: his fiancée banned him from wedding planning after he suggested edibles as a party favor
Helena: he's the reason water bottles at our former high school now have to be transparent
Luke: he's trying to grow a viking beard so he can braid it and hide stuff
Bette: his sister's old prom dress is now one of his drag outfits for amateur shows
Alfred: he thought London was just a city of the past, "like Rome or Athens" (his words not mine)
Selina: he's probably stolen around $6,000 worth of stuff by shoplifting at this point
Bruce: his main method of cooking is DoorDash because he once burned microwaved tea
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suzukiblu · 6 months
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Day four of fic NaNoWriMo, obligatory sugar daddy Tim/sugar baby Kon AU.
"Dead," Tim says, because it's not like it's a secret in the community or anything. "Joker happened to him."
And a lot of other things. Sheila Haywood and Felipe Garzonas and Bruce's eternal control-freak paranoia and constant inability to just talk, to name a few. But Joker, in the end.
Still, Tim can't help thinking about the chances to have avoided what happened to Jason. Especially when thinking about what's currently happening to Kon.
If Kon gets taken advantage of or hurt or killed because no one's paying enough attention . . .
Tim takes another drink.
"That sucks," Kon says with a grimace. "No wonder Batman goes all weird mama Bat on you all the time."
Tim chokes on an incredulous laugh and also a mouthful of soda, because Bruce is definitely not that and this isn't something to make light of either, but–
But also, he thinks about how no one ever goes "weird mama Bat" on Kon. No one ever has, as far as he knows.
No one takes care of him at all.
Tim really, really doesn't like that. Kon shouldn't have to rely on working for people who think they can build custom-designed personal-use superheroes based off of stolen dead bodies and are constantly making clones that are just inhuman-looking enough to not be able to blend into society outside the lab, and therefore don't have a choice about where they live or what they do with their lives.
Maybe it's not as bad as it sounds, or at least not as malicious as it sounds, but it's still the results of what Cadmus is doing either way. Kon has the option of being a superhero, at least, but he also has a custom-designed face that looks exactly like the face of one of the most famous heroes in the sector and was given absolutely no idea how to either establish or support a civilian life, so that's just about his only option.
Aside from, again, just working for Cadmus for the rest of his life.
Tim definitely hates the world.
"Please don't call it 'going mama Bat'," he says to distract himself.
"Please tell me what else you'd call it," Kon says.
"Micromanaging," Tim replies matter-of-factly, and Kon chokes on a laugh of his own.
"What, is being Robin your after-school job?" he teases. Technically it is, Tim supposes, but he doesn't exactly think of it that way.
"I consider it more of an unpaid internship," he says, since explaining the whole "emotional support sidekick" thing would probably damage Bruce's Bat-mystique, and if he tells Kon the full story there he's basically telling all of Young Justice. Kon barely seems to understand the concept of secrets, much less the concept of keeping them. "Like I get an expense account but not a paycheck, you know? And sometimes we get cookies in the Batcave."
"Cookies. In the Batcave," Kon echoes, his eyebrows shooting up. "Are they bat-shaped?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," Tim replies with a pleasant smile. Alfred doesn't usually bother with anything quite that on the nose, but according to Dick there are Halloween cookie cutters in the kitchen that he's not above bringing out when Bruce has been being especially ridiculous, so . . .
"Oh my god," Kon says delightedly. "Does he make them himself? Is there a Bat-apron? A Bat-oven? Or does he just order them special from the Bat-bakery?"
"There is not a Bat-bakery," Tim says, trying not to laugh again. Goddammit, Kon shouldn't be so fucking funny all the time. He's not even that funny, objectively; Tim is just a smitten idiot.
"So there is a Bat-apron?" Kon says with a smirk.
"I plead the fifth," Tim says, since explaining the novelty Halloween apron Jason bought Alfred when he was thirteen is not actually on the table. Details compromise identities, loose lips sink ships; all that.
"Listen, man, Cadmus doesn't have a bakery unless you count the test tubes they cook us up in," Kon says with a snigger, grabbing himself another slice. Tim thinks thoughts about incendiary devices. "They buy our cookies frozen or just get the industrial-sized pudding cans. Or make bread pudding, the bastards. So you gotta tell me about the Bat-cookies."
Tim winces at the thought of industrial-sized pudding cans and bread pudding, because that sounds absolutely horrifying and he never, ever wants to taste industrial pudding. Ever.
"Well, they're definitely not frozen," he says. "But Nightwing started being Robin a lot younger than I did and the last Robin started younger than me too, so I think I'm just reaping the benefits of younger kids needing after-patrol snacks and everyone else getting in the habit of it."
"I could get into that habit," Kon says musingly as he tears a bite off his newest slice. Tim immediately resolves to order takeout after every possible Young Justice mission that he can. Or they could go get ice cream or something, he doesn't know. "What do you think, wanna make me Bat-cookies sometime, Rob?"
Every weekend for the rest of their respective lives, although Tim would never actually say that. He's not even a good baker. He doesn't even like to bake.
This crush is definitely a problem.
"You're not Gothamite enough to handle Bat-baking, Kon," Tim says dryly, and Kon sniggers.
He also ducks his head a little, looking . . . oddly soft, for a moment. Tim doesn't understand why, until he realizes–oh. It's because he just called him "Kon", isn't it. He wasn't even thinking about it; just did it reflexively.
Tim is pretty sure he needs to ruin the credit of every single "responsible" adult in Kon's life for not naming him sooner. Well–Dubbilex can have a pass, considering he was also made by Cadmus and his own name is Dubbilex, so it probably never occurred to him that "Superboy" wasn't a perfectly acceptable name. And also he probably doesn't have credit either. But all the rest of them, definitely and for sure.
Superman is getting an envelope of powdered Kryptonite in his fucking mailbox, to start. Or maybe Tim could aerosolize it and pepper-spray him with it. That might work.
"You don't know, I could be," Kon huffs, putting on a mock-offended expression. "I was born and raised in a lab, I'm way tougher than the average guy."
"A Metropolis lab," Tim says pityingly. "Might as well be a kindergarten science class."
"Oh fuck you, Batboy!" Kon protests with a laugh. "Tell that to the next alien invasion."
"Aliens know better than to invade Gotham," Tim says. Kon laughs again. It's–weirdly nice, honestly. Usually Kon's too busy trying to act cool in front of whatever "audience" he thinks they have to actually, like . . . just talk all that much or anything. And also usually he gets offended really easily or starts being annoying about something he doesn't know as much as he thinks he does about or just . . . something.
Tim admittedly is less and less annoyed and more and more endeared by that kind of stupid behavior these days, but still. It's the usual pattern their interactions follow.
He guesses they're actually just, like, hanging out right now. It's not like there's a bad guy or a crisis or even any teammates around or training to do, so . . .
Yeah. He guesses they're just hanging out.
Kon decimates the pizza and wings, Tim pretends to be helping and takes a few mental notes on how much Kon is eating and what that may or may not say about his required caloric intake, and they just kind of keep . . . hanging out, really. And they talk, at least as much as Tim lightly interrogating Kon and subtly evading providing any personal identifying information counts as "talking".
Tim really doesn't know if the guys at school or Young Justice are more authentically his "friends", at this point, but at least Young Justice knows there are things they don't know. Everyone from school . . .
Not so much, with them. They all only know Tim Drake, and none of them have any reason to suspect the existence of Robin. Young Justice only knows Robin, but at least they know there is a Tim Drake somewhere, whether they know him or not.
Maybe they are the ones who are more his friends, thinking of it that way.
It'd explain why things never really go anywhere with civilians and he's developed this stupid inadvisable crush on Kon, at least. Though not why things fizzled with Steph, since she knows Robin better than anyone in Young Justice. If he should be having a stupid inadvisable crush on anyone, at least it could've been someone with an equally stupid and inadvisable crush on him.
Unfortunately, he and Steph have officially friend-zoned each other and also Kon exists, so Tim is having his stupid inadvisable crush on an alien hybrid metahuman clone in a terrible living situation with stupid taste in sunglasses and a mysteriously infinite-seeming supply of leather jackets. So now Tim is in this situation and his supervillain timeline needs recalculated, and also he's going to be buying Young Justice so much takeout to make sure Kon gets to eat something that isn't cafeteria food in a way he won't get offended by.
Hopefully, anyway.
"Well, I'm glad the new job's working out," Tim comments eventually, after some very careful conversational maneuvering, and Kon . . . pauses.
"I guess," he says after a moment, picking olives off the remains of his current slice and not quite looking at him as he says it. Tim resists the urge to absolutely pounce on the blood in the water and makes himself wait. "I mean, it's fine, it's not like it's bad there. Like, I don't love that it's my only real option and I don't love the same lab that made me out of DNA that it literally got out of a literal grave being in charge of me, but it's not like Westfield's still running the place or anything. So like, could be worse."
Tim hates the world. All of it. Seriously. Alfred's snickerdoodles get an exception and that's it. Nothing else.
"I'm sure it'll all work out," he says, because yeah, he officially needs to actually do something about this. He doesn't know what something, but something. If he doesn't, who else is going to?
Kon puts on a fake grin and says something stupid and easy in reply, the comment lighthearted and dismissive and a screamingly obvious coping strategy from someone who doesn't see any way out of their current situation but through, and Tim . . .
Tim finishes his Zesti and starts to think.
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lostaurorax · 1 year
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I absolutely loved breeder and preggers! I was wondering if you could make it into a mini series? (possibly having a reveal to mama kelce + jason, then when the baby is born, and maybe baby's first superbowl) Anyways, keep writing, I love these works and can't wait to read more! ❤️
telling the family - travis kelce.
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authors note| i actually have fallen in love with this series so i will definitely be making it into a mini series 🤭🤭 thank you so much!! i’m so glad you love my work 🥹 here’s part 3 we’re trav & reader tell his family!! hope you enjoy!!
warning| pregnancy + mentions of nausea & morning sickness
after telling travis that you were pregnant you had immediately been eager to tell his family about it.
for travis’s family, you hosted a dinner at your house with jason’s wife & kids and travis’s mom and dad. kylie had been helping you cook in preparation for the dinner. she had become suspicious of you after a few incidents.
“cheers to family!” kylie said as she handed you a glass of red wine, causing your eyes to widen knowing you’d have to come up with an excuse quickly.
“mm yes cheers!” you said as you brought the cup up to your lips as waited for her to take her sip so she wouldn’t see you avoid the glass. just the smell of the wine brought your nausea back.
“mm excuse me real quick i’m feeling really nauseous..” you said as you put the glass down and speed walk to the bathroom causing kylie to be really confused.
“hey babe.” kylie said as she called jason over
“what’s up hun?” he said as he walked over to her behind the large kitchen counter
“don’t you think y/n’s been acting weird?” she said hoping he was catching on to what she was
“weird in what way…?” he said extremely confused and having no idea what she was talking about
“well she tried to hide it but she didn’t drink any of her wine..and she ran to the bathroom because she felt nauseous!” kylie said with wide eyes hoping her point got across
“oh my god. is she…” jason said after really listening to what she said
“i think she is!!” kylie said excitedly as she smiled wide. you and she were so close and you always talked about having babies and if you really were pregnant she was so happy for you.
“whew sorry i’m good now!” you said as you stepped back into the kitchen. “oh hey j.” you said as jason was in the kitchen now
“hi y/n/n. i’m gonna go find trav!” he said quickly making his exit before he made their accusations obvious
you and kylie had finished dinner as the boys set the table.
“hey is y/n alright?” jason asked travis as they laid out the tablecloth and plates
“yeah why is she actin’ weird?” travis said hoping they hadn’t caught on yet
“kind of. ky thinks she’s sick or somethin but i don’t know..” jason said as he looked at travis across the table
“nah, as far as i know, she’s good bro bro don’t stress!” he said as he walked by jason and pat his back
once everyone was seated at the table and finished their dinner, everyone had moved to the living room onto the couch. travis gently tapped your thigh signaling you to start. you looked at him and nodded before you stood up and cleared your throat.
“guys do a funny pose! i wanna take a picture of all of us for this new tiktok trend!” you said as you stood up and placed your phone against the tv stand and hit record before you sat down next to travis in the middle of the couch. everyone looked slightly confused but still threw up a funny pose or face.
“okay 1..2…3…say y/n’s pregnant!!!” you announced as your phone recorded
“WHAT?!?!?” mama kelce said as she shot straight up off the couch along with kylie
“OH MY GOSH I KNEW IT!!!!” she said as she basically tackled you from the side
“oh my god y/n and travis are you serious!!!!” jason said just as excited as his mom and wife
“wow congratulations you guys!!” papa kelce said
“y/n i’m not even kidding i had a feeling you were!” kylie said pulling away from the hug as you both wiped tears off of your cheeks.
“i had a feeling you were catching on after you handed me a cup of red wine and i ran away to go vomit!” you said as you both laughed.
“you’re gonna have a little cousin soon!!” you said to wyatt and elliotte as you picked them both up and they laughed
“yay!!” wyatt said knowing she’d have some company besides her sister soon.
“oh y/n. i’m so happy for you!!” mama kelce said as she came over to hug you
“aw thank you mama. i love you!!!” you said as you hugged her back tightly
jason and travis had come over now after conversating about the news.
“so happy for you guys!!” jason said as he walked over to hug you
“thank you j!!” you said as you hugged him back.
“guess you took the comment i made on the podcast the other day a little too literally…” jason said immediately causing everyone to bust out laughing
“hey i have to be the favorite somehow!” travis said as he shrugged his shoulders
ed travis and jason’s dad came over to congratulate you also.
after that everyone had cleared out for the night to their own homes leaving you and travis alone. you were both showered and in bed together.
“you happy baby?” trav asked as you laid with your head on his chest and his hand rubbing over your belly.
“happiest girl in the world my love…” you said as you reached upwards to kiss his lips.
“mmhm i love you and our baby so much,” he said as he kissed your forehead after separating away from the kiss
“i love you more babe. now get some rest we get to see our baby for the first time tomorrow!!” you said causing trav to get excited and immediately drift off to sleep.
you were so beyond blessed and grateful knowing your baby would be brought into a world where they were absolutely loved and adored by their family. and that’s all you could ask for.
“i love you more babe. now get some rest we get to see our baby for the first time tomorrow!!” you said causing trav to get excited and immediately drift off to sleep. you were so beyond blessed and grateful knowing your baby would be brought into a world where they were absolutely loved and adored by their family. and that’s all you could ask for.
you were so beyond blessed and grateful knowing your baby would be brought into a world where they were absolutely loved and adored by their family. and that’s all you could ask for.
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dragon-chica · 2 years
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Jason Todd Mama's Boy Appreciation and Headcanon.
I absolutely love when Jason is written as a total mama's boy for Batmom. Peak worldbuilding. Baby Jason spent weEKS trying to fix Bruce's watch because he knew it meant a lot to him? canonically worked hard on his homework for good grades? don't try telling me this boy wouldn't have been over the moon with a mother figure that loved to coddle him. He wouldn't care if someone called him a 'mama's boy', because he loves being one! he's happy! hugs batmom every morning before leaving for school.
When Jason comes back? he's much more closed off, he no longer wears his heart on his sleeve, he feels empty and broken and betrayed but in the end he goes home, because batmom gives the warmest hugs, and a kiss to his temple healed things he never thought would, and when he starts coming around for more than just lunch with mom and Alfred?
Jason is always the first to help if Batmom needs something off a higher shelf, brought down, if she's cooking he's already at her side to help, a little bit of the eager boy she remembers flickering in his eyes when they would bake together.
Bringing in shopping bags from the car? all your children are happy to help but Jason's beat them to it, it's turned into a competition (the most lighthearted one in years) but he still always wins.
There was a time, when you were awaiting the grocery bags your children were too stubborn to let you take, that you got to witness Jason carrying every bag in a damn death grip with Damian hanging off his arm still trying to pry a bag from his hand. There was shouting, and swearing, and death threats, but you could see how far they've come, and maybe cried a little laughing at the sight.
Everyone can tell his 'welcome home' hug lasts a little bit longer, that he hugs a little bit tighter, and is still proud and unbothered whenever anyone tries calling him a mama's boy.
You love all your children, and they all (even Damian), and even some of their friends, adore your affection, but Jason Todd has always been your sweet mama's boy.
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Screaming crying rolling in misery and softness while I think about how Bruce handles Thomas and Martha's death anniversary.
Once a year, every time, on that day, it rains very softly. It's more drops and liquid snow than water, enhancing the ghostly silence around the city.
For a single day, Gotham lays to rest.
Alfred's watching the timer and waiting for the chocholate chip cookies to finish cooking, -- Thomas and Martha always did like them extra crunchy, -- and thinks how Bruce used to handle It.
It's forever stitched into his mind, the tiny lump shaking under his parents' blankets. Bruce's snotty sniffles and hiccups and pain breaking like glass from his mouth.
It doesn't change, even when adolescents hits. Bruce was still a child, even with his father's whiskey still burning on his tongue, deciding sorrows were easier to drink away than tears.
He was still a child when he looked at Alfred, glassy eyed, tired, " It should've been me."
"No."
" They died so I could live. If this is life, I don't want it."
The familiar stab in his chest doesn't stop hurting at the memory. It rarely, rarely does.
And now.
He peeks behind the kitchen door.
Bruce gently plays with Damian's hair and Damian is determined to act like he hates it.
Alfred has the slight suspicion it was because Jon was there, calling him very cute.
Harley gets up from her cozy spot, head in Bruce's lap, feet resting on miss Ivy's thighs not unlike a spoiled cat, " Dibs on the chunky cookie!"
" Do NOT, " Dick is trying to set up the movie projector, mostly in vain, and trying not to strangle Tim for calling him old. Which is also mostly in vain, " Let her have the chunky one!"
As quickly as Harley raced towards him, multiple figures all but wrestled for the now free spot next to Bruce, much to Ivy's annoyance, and Clark's surprised amusement,
" Jason, MOVE,"
" I'd like to see you MAKE me, Timberly, "
Cass simply steals the spot as they fight, snuggling close to the grey sweater, softer, bigger than usual, and purrs when Bruce rubs her head.
Damian scoffed, crawling under Bruce's sweater, spiky hair tickling Bruce's chin, "Break eachother's noses or be quiet."
Steph, Selina, and Oliver, chant, " Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Bruce murmurs, low, shifting to the couch so everyone would fit, " Can you be nice to eachother for 10 minutes?"
Harley runs past his shoulders, cookie crumbs falling in her steps, " what are ya waiting for, Mr. Bruce's dad? Mama wants to see some blood!"
Alfred let's her pull him, push him almost intentionally close to Bruce.
Surrounded by warmth and comfort, and Bruce lays his head on his shoulder. Almost a silent, This is your day, too
Dick screeches, " I got it!"
Grey Ghost appears. They all hate it, Alfred knows, but Bruce claps softly 5 seconds in, and they all stare at him with soft smiles
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captainkirkk · 8 months
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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩
All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.
Harry Potter
The Ordeal of Being Known by louisfake
When Auror Potter is anonymously cursed with silence by being forced to hide his own voice inside his mind, there's unfortunately only one person in the country with the qualifications to fix it: Certified and Licensed Healer Legilimens, Draco Malfoy, specialist in Mind Curses and Afflictions. It's obviously a terrible idea, a disaster waiting to happen, but Draco's never been able to back down from a challenge... especially from Potter.
Features fuzzy cartoon slippers, devious house elves, 90s music, and lots—LOTS—of memories. Ron is annoyingly hot, Hermione sees right through you, Harry is a powerful idiot, and Draco is a reclusive masochist that would buy an entire city if it would make a kid happy. (And Pansy is "5'2, I wanna dance with you, and I'm sophisticated fun.")
Super Mario Bros
Cooking Mama (Luigi)! by Little_RedHots_Riding_Hood
Luigi was having a perfectly peaceful stroll through the Toad Market - the sun was shining, he'd just found a lovely handmade blanket, and was on his way to the bakery before heading back to his and Mario's home.
Only... what was that sniffling noise from that dark, scary alleyway?
Of all the creatures he was expecting to find, the littlest prince of the Koopa Kingdom certainly wasn't it.
Star Wars
the tiger is out by elumish
Wolffe looks like he’s regretting having a second Jedi with them.
DC
Cryp-Tim by PrinceJakeFireCake
"The cons of dating Tim Drake were innumerous. For one, he was almost impossible to photograph, and so none of Kon’s friends at school actually believed he existed. His family was scary, horrifying really, and all of them seemed to find joy in making Tim regret ever being born. And Tim had charmed Ma and Pa Kent so thoroughly, they had ditched their shovel talk to instead coo at him and offer him pie and compliment him for fixing their tractor, so Kon was at a disadvantage when it came to intimidating someone with his family.”
Kon and Tim date. It goes pretty well, all things considered.
Tim Has a Hero Worship-y Crush on Every Robin Ever by PrinceJakeFireCake
"Tim as an adult was bad enough, Tim with no filter as a child was too much to be around."
Cork Board Contingencies by PrinceJakeFireCake
If you don’t use a cork board to obsessively plan contingencies for every possible way a date with your best friend can go, how can you go on a date at all?
Excerpt: “Are you free next Saturday?” Tim asked, pretty sure that Kon’s jumble of words was agreement that he wanted to date Tim.
“Maybe!” Kon exclaimed.
“Cool,” Tim commented, taking another sip of his drugged grape soda (“Dammit, Tim,” he mentally told himself. “Do not give in! Buy new grape soda! Stop drinking the drugged grape soda! I’ve shotgunned another can of drugged grape soda, haven’t I? Dammit, that makes five!”) then saying, “That gives me just enough time to pass out for fifty-two hours and plan our first date."
Immunology by JustGettingBy
Hypothetically speaking. Could a hybrid creature become suddenly not viable? Like say it survives being an embryo, makes it through growing up, and then just one day… stops? the text from Kon reads.
Tim’s heart spikes up through his ribs. Kon. What’s happening?
(OR Kon gets the flu. It becomes Tim's problem.)
Change of Plans by PrinceJakeFireCake
"Who’s your friend, Tim?” the voice asked.
Jason hissed. This was his baby! Not his friend!
“Sorry, sorry,” the voice hastened to apologize. “I mean, who’s your parent, Tim?”
AKA, who has the time to be a murderous crime/drug lord when there are kittens to adopt
Motion Blur by sElkieNight60
At Damian's school art showcase, Bruce realizes he needs to help Tim reframe their relationship.
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Please bestie, I need platonic Alex Keller headcanons I beg of you 😭😭😭
I'm here to deliver for you in trying times bestie. Stuck at home from work in a blizzard so here I am for you. Hope it suffices and you enjoy. 🫡 @itsscromp
Alex Keller Headcanons:
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I imagined Alex was one of those clowns in school. I think when he was younger he was respectful but also a hog for attention. He always got really happy when the teacher picked him in class and would pout if some other kid got "his answer".
I'm not terribly sure about family headcanons. I feel he fits as either an only child or as a younger brother to an older boy. (Possibly a twin) If he had any siblings I could see him as the middle child, an older brother, him and a little sister.
Alex's parents raised him as a gentleman. You think his manners came from the military?? Even when he was in highschool he called women he respected ma'am on the regular.
Alex watched a lot of spy movies when he was younger. Jason Bourne, Jack Ryan, R.E.D. A bunch of those kinds of movies. But Alex didn't originally want to be CIA.
He also really liked superheroes. (Lovingly borrowing a headcanon from Scromp) He really liked Mega Man and other super heroes like that. Probably watched Ben Ten or something. (Sang the power Rangers theme song)
I think unlike the others Alex's run to the military was as an accidental second hand decision.
He had incredible grades in school but when his brother was called for Mandatory service. Alex was still too young when his brother went to serve a couple years. Instead of going to college and getting a different job he went to serve mandatory years as well.
Alex gives me Texas man vibes, but he doesn't have the accent. So I don't think he grew up there, possibly from California or Georgia. Somewhere warm.
Alex wanted to serve alongside his brother but he was deployed while Alex was in his first stages of basic training.
Alex is a very sociable guy so he doesn't have trouble making friends. However, upon a certain incident he did lose a lot of his confidence. Around people he knows he's a butterfly in flight, but doesn't like attention on the leg.
Alex was super attached to his older brother but when he got past that part he did enjoy his time in the military.
Obviously the first person he wants to introduce you to Is his brother and his parents. He'll introduce you with so much pride.
In my mind I see Alex's parents as your typical Georgia or Texas conservative dressers. But they aren't those types of conservatives. They were worried for him when he was younger, but if their son showed up with a man on his arm they wouldn't bat an eye.
And obviously they love you. Alex's dad is the guy who says that even as a guest, in the house you take on some household priorities. Nothing big, but probably expects some help with yardwork and that you'll help his wife with dishes.
Alex will cook with his mother. And oh you see where he gets it. He's the guy whose mama's boy love takes presidents over other duties. He just wants to be with his mom.
You'll be allowed to join in with a casual soccer game of kicking the ball around with his brother. They're an incredible family and accept you as one of their own the moment they see you.
He loves to decorate it though, and has stickers from several incidents, or young military hostages that he could distract. So in a way it was a blessing.
However, he didn't talk to women as much anymore. Platonic relationships are a breath of fresh air.
His parents used to have to wrangle him in when he got his first girlfriend. Constantly sneaking out to meet up with her. And while a respectful kid, after a certain sneaking out the girl's father was not happy to get the story the next day.
After Alex got his leg, dating seemed to be swept off the table. He had all the qualities, tall, very handsome, strong. But the leg usually got people staring, and all the charisma went out the window.
He barely got hookups anymore. (Yes, he was that guy for a while, and he isn't proud of it.)
Alex has participated in the Invictus Games before and it was a whole lot of fun.
Alex's show for women comes in the form of how respectful he is of Farah's boundaries. While he is happy to assert where he stands. If Farah had told him not to go when he did, he still probably wouldn't have listened.
Alex experiences phantom limb and phantom pain. Most times he has to weather the pain, but whenever he experienced phantom pain in the beginning he'd pass out from it.
He is very active and loves to play soccer. (Is very prepared to get yelled at for calling it soccer instead of football)
In all honestly Alex does want to get close to the other 141 members. He's close with Gaz, Price and Y/n. Soap trusts pretty easily and likes Alex because Farah likes him. Ghostie is a challenge though. He's up for it.
Protein shake man all the way. The day isn't started without a protein shake or a hearty meal. He loves his meat but is also all for leaning into the greener side of his diet to help him feel refreshed.
An incredible cook. If you go back to his house for leave you will be well taken care of, I promise you.
All of his relationships are tended to as he sees fit. He's definitely more of an acts of service guy. If you need something done, he will show you his love and appreciation by getting it done. Garbage is full?? On it. Feet sore? He'll take care of that for you.
Alex is a family man, but he also understands the sentiment that the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. And he holds his friendships with his brothers in high stakes.
Has a very smooth and charismatic air about him the majority of the time. He's well spoken and confident even if he doesn't have control of certain situations.
Just. Don't. Mention. The. Leg. 😁🔪
While he isn't really strong at other acts, physical affection like pats on the back or brief hugs do as well.
Tries to make Scream movie references to Ghost, like the ever popular "Sydney call" or other classic scenes. Is gleefully delighted when Ghost understands most of the references.
If you live somewhere known for its giant spiders *cough cough* he will not go. You are not getting him on that plane. Nada, zilch wiggle room on that one partner.
Probably uses comic book lines he likes a lot. Recites them like those cheesy scenes in movies where the leader of a group gives a heroic speech about kicking ass and staying loyal.
Gets called Price's son and honestly? A compliment.
Going back to acts of service, Alex also feels his love language as acts of service. Whenever he needs to let his leg breathe and get off his feet he takes off the leg and relaxes. And icing on the cake? If you feel comfortable, come over and massage his leg. Oh he'll keep you forever.
Will often do the robot dance to try and make you laugh, loves to dance with you in any setting.
You're never too old to go trick or treating. Alex comes off as the fun uncle that I could see dressing up as a Frankenstein and takes his nephews/nieces along with him for some fun around the block.
Clubber for life 🤟🏻😜 Seriously though, getting him tipsy enough and he'll challenge anyone insight to a drinking off. Will almost always lose. Especially against Johnny or Ghost.
If a girl won't call him a smoking handsome man, platonically please inflate his ego. It's like an air mattress and eventually it deflates to the point that you can feel the floor. Please fill his air mattress with compliments.
His tattoos include homages to his family. And his old squads and friends. Got a special tattoo for you over his left wrist with your initials and something that reminds him of you. (A flower, a hat, etc)
You know those bikes that you can lay down on and pedal almost vertical with the handlebars on the sides?? Photo. Yeah, he owns one of those. Will let you ride it. Yes it is fun.
Tried to grow his beard like Price's once so they could really be twins. Price for offended and now they have a rule that their beards/moustaches are not allowed to overlap like that.
Overall, very interesting man. A fun man, a funny man, loves some attention on him but not his leg. Please not make fun of him, yes he wants a girlfriend, yes he's sad and single but slaying every day of the week. Yes you are his best friend for life and if you try to abandon him he'll eat your legs off 😌.
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How does Travis family react to him and baby mama and is she nervous to meet them how does that happen
The family isn’t exactly mad at Travis but they are a bit disappointed that he knocked up a girl. They are proud that he’s stepping up and are also glad that his baby mama isn’t a bitch and that he’s not 19- he’s in a spot where he’s financially stable/responsible.
She was so nervous. She doesn’t do the whole meeting the family or family in general thing that well. So she did what she does best and what she knows and it’s cooking and baking. Travis could not stop her. The only thing he could do is pull out various things from the oven and handle the heavy lifting. She was only meeting Mama Kelce at the house. Mama Kelce adores her.
Travis does bring her to Philly as it’s easier for them to come out. She was more nervous about meeting Jason and Kylie and their little family. Mainly because kids are very honest and straight up with you on whether they like you or not. But it did go somewhat smoothly with the kids around and baby mama jumping in to help cook.
Ed Kelce was the easiest out of them all. She made ribs and homemade barbecue sauce. He was very easy to please.
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jigsawgirlie · 11 months
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Slashers General hc’s
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Michael Myers
• Will not and will never say “i love you”. he barely considers the two of you in a relationship; he merely tolerates you more so than others.
• Tries to show his “affection” through small acts of service. Ie: he brings you dead animals.
• If you have pets he adores them. He likes sitting and watching them roam around.
• Sometimes if you’re having trouble reaching something around the house or cleaning a higher area he can step in and help (this man is 6’7 y’all..)
• He wouldn’t want you to celebrate halloween. At least not in a sense of dressing up and going out - it’s just a sensitive day for him and he doesn’t want to correlate you with it.
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Jason Voorhees
• Does it even need to be said.. this man is a huge mamas boy.
• Absolutely ADORES you and only you.
• Serious attachment issues.
• I don’t think he would take his mask off around you. It’s rare to see him without it.
• Jason is a terrible cook but he thoroughly enjoys watching you do domestic things.
• Most of the time he just sits and watches silently. This is his variation of “quality time”.
• He thinks it’s endearing that you talk to him despite never actually answering.
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Brahms Heelshire
(I want this man so bad you don’t even understand)
• Definitely the most affectionate out of anyone. This man refuses to leave your side.
• Serious attachment issues.
• Doesn’t like when you leave. He wants you to stay put where he knows he can protect you. Maybe over time he’d allow it a little more, but he’s definitely overbearing. (what did you except)
• Along with that - hes definitely very jealous and insecure.
• A major brat.. (take that as you will)
• Still sleeps in his room most of the time but occasionally he will want you to sleep with him.
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Bo Sinclair
• horny fucking freak.
• Surprisingly an amazing cook. like this man will go out, shoot a deer, bring it home, and cook it for you 😭.
• After being alone for a while he has some attachment issues, however he’s definitely more lenient than some of the people on this list.
• Genuinely wants to get married and have a family.
• Doesn’t love having you around his brothers but he allows it from time to time.
• However he does allow you to go out and mingle. Bo trusts you. Sometimes he’ll even tag along!
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Art
(The real loml)
• Actually bat shit insane…but he’s also bat shit insane about you..!
• Takes you out on dates!! (at least before the events of the first movie)
• Showers you with cheap tricks and gifts (like those flowers that squirt water)
• Sometimes randomly shows up in your house at night and just starts warming up food or cleaning.
• Seriously you’ll wake up at like 2 am and he’s downstairs mopping.
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beanieman · 5 months
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which characters do you think the yttd cast would kin?
Sara Chidouin - Clementine (TWDG Season 4 and 2 in particular.)
Joe Tazuna - Noel (Witches Heart)
Gin Ibushi - Tara (Baldurs Gate 3)
Keiji Shinogi - Bojack Horseman (Bojack Horseman)
Alice Yabusame - Mirabel (Encanto)
Reko Yabusame - Vi (Arcane)
Nao Egokoro - Max Caulfield (Life Is Strange)
Kazumi Mishima - That One Professor In Most Horror Movies That Somehow Knows Very Plot Relevant Information About A Murder That Took Place In 1898 (Most Horror Movies)
Q-taro Burgerberg - Ronald McDonald (Mcdonlads)
Kai Satou - Mama (Cooking Mama)
Kanna Kizuchi - Prim Everdeen (The Hunger Games)
Shin Tsukimi - Sou Hiyori (YTTD)
Dolls
Ranmaru Kageyama - Jason Dean (Heathers)
Naomichi Kurumada - Alice Yabusame (YTTD)
Anzu Kinashi - Todd (Bojack Horseman)
Mai Tsurugi - I Couldn't Choose A Specific One But She Has "Ace Attorney Witness" Character Vibes (Ace Attorney)
Shunsuke Hayasaka - Just Some Guy (He's the embodiment of Ohio so I don't know what part of his characterization to draw off of here.)
Hinako Mishuku - The Real Hinako (YTTD)
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1donoow · 11 months
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DC REC
PT.1
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♡ - smut
Most of them are fluff
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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post
Batmom
Batfam
Batsis
Bruce wayne
Tim drake
Dick Grayson
Jason todd
Damian wayne
Garfield logan
Rachel roth
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Dc
@myriadimagines - making them breakfast
@gangrenados - the crush state
@thedailyimagines - imagine being the venom host in the dc universe
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Batmom
@ellana-ravenwood - jason todd(ler)
- mama's boy(s)/girl
- is....father drunk?
- each tattoo is a story
- mother's love:bursts of affection
- can you be friend with your husbands ex-girlfriend?
- my mother's apple orchard
- the bat(mom) glare
@xoxo-mylove - missing everything we never had
@reveluving - hugs
@ragingbookdragon - make all the cookies
- GROUNDED
- you're my favorite son
- i have too many children
- i saw it coming when you threw the first punch
@kimberly-spirits13 - batmom with scarlet witch powers
@cipheress-to-k-pop - call mom
@the-daydreaming-show - all of us pt.1
@c-nstantine - milf stuff
- chaperoning
- batmom dying
- fur babies
- ___
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Batfam
@kimberly-spirits13 - how the batfam teacts to dick and jason dating a black widow hc
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Batsis
@headcans-oneshots-and-stuff - being the oldest sibling
@strangeshoepatrolbandit - batfam x batsibling
@book-place - sulking at the gala
- way the cookie crumbles (child!reader)
@ragingbookdragon - talk shit get hit
- Possessive hand holding
- Squishing the other's cheek
- ___
@lazydoodlesandfanfic - little daredevil (blind!batsis)
@andieperrie18 - fine line of bs
@c-nstantine - first kiss
- spoiled!black!batsis
- jason and black!batsis
- cooking kiss (hal jordan)
@remakethestars - being batman's daughter would include
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Bruce wayne
@ellana-ravenwood - can the batman get flustered?
- making bruce wayne blush
@alienguts - lost
@toastedkiwi - reader finding out about damian being bruce's son
- unexpected visitors
@reveluving - ___ ♡
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Tim drake
@kimberly-spirits13 - how you earned the respect of the batfam as tim's s/o
@butwhyduh - tim drake with a praise kink
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Dick Grayson
@moonlit-imagines - watching your favorite shoe with dick
- cuddling with dick
@xu-ren - for good luck
@cipheress-to-k-pop - animal instinct
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Jason todd
@ghostdrafts - ___
@blondwhowrites - dating titan!jason todd
@dragon-chica - jason todd mama's boy appreciation
- batmom and jason thought
@lightwing-s - please don't leave me
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Damian wayne
@current-interest-writings - affection
@ladyagagaslefttoe - cartoons and cuddles (batsis)
@thesuperiorrobin - husband!damian wayne
- who?
- ___
- crazy idea let's make out
- boyfriend!damian wayne
@mattmvrdockbabe - sunglasses
@yandereorg - show stopper
@dragon-chica - i want to see my little boy
@skylwitch - just let me love you, my dear
@gatorbites-imagines - platonic alien male reader x damian wayne
@toastedside - banana toast
@multifandom-of-madness - batfam when they're alone with famous!y/n(damian wayne)
@lilxberry - nightmares (batmom)
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Garfield logan
@cipheress-to-k-pop - dating beast boy would include
@myriadimagines - comforting gar after what he went through with cadmus
@romeulusroy - gar telling conner all about you
- taking the fall for you
@6rookie-writer0110 - romantic headcannon
@catxsnow - believe in you
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Rachel roth
@louscartridge - dating rachel hc
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My Jason/Red Hood Headcanons
Warring! I've only read about him in fanfics and researching info. I've never read a comic on this man in my live yet but he is bb to me.
JASON
He is a mother hen friend. [says a mother hen friend, i know the signs of one bitch]
He is the big brother you go to if anything bad happened to you, because whoever hurt you will no longer exist.
He is also the brother you go to to hide a body, most questions not asked.
He was [and still is] a theater kid 1000%.
He secretly drinks tea like a 1700s/1800s lady.
He would take the role of "housewife" in the relationship.
His love language is cooking; if he cooks for you, you are loved.
Stress cleaning. due to living on the streets, Jason likes his space(s) to be clean and tidy, he did it to control his environment. Which means he stress cleans, fortunately and unfortunately. Fortunately because his safe houses are always clean but unfortunately because he will clean whatever room he is in [e.g. one of the bedrooms in the manor, bruce's offices, meeting rooms, other peoples safe houses, you get it what I'm saying]
When Jason is anxious or panicked he cooks and he cooks a lot when that happens.
He is always carrying at least five knives and two guns on a good day, eight knives and four guns on a bad day.
How many knives and guns he carries depends solely on his paranoia level for that day.
Jason when dealing with a horrid mental health day(s) or week(s) and knows he can not bring himself to cook anything, will text or call Alfred; his grandfather Bruce Wayne's butler will stop by the next day with a fresh batch of his famous cookies and three to seven tupperwares of his cooking for his grandson, Jason to heat up when needed.
as RED HOOD
He 1000% mother hens the Alley Kids, they've just learned to accept it [and the Alley Kids 1000% do not fear red hood and sass/mock/tease him to no end].
Red is like a BAMF Mama Bear TM.
To help ease Tim after the "TTA" whenever they are together [and not in harms way] he dismantles his guns and removes his knives from his person to show vulnerability .
all safe houses have at least two books in them even in the other bat's+bird's safe house. Most of them are Jane Austen books.
All food cooked when anxious/panicked he gives out to the homeless and the alley kids, sometimes the working girls too depending on how much he makes.
Jason as a HUGE knife collection.
With the knife collection he hands them out like candy to the Alley kids and working girls.
He gives them [the Alley kids and working girls] self defense classes every Tuesdays and Thursdays where he teaches them ways to get away and/or detain men two to three times their own size.
Also gives classes in properly handle a knife, and use it to your advantage in a fight; and normal day to day survival [for Alley kids], and how to conceal carry with few clothing on and still be easily accessible [for the working girls].
If any of the bat clan need shelter because of a storm or to hide after a fight they will crash in one of Hood's many safe houses.
Due to this, all Hood safe houses are stocked with change of clothes for each bat member.
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Any chance you’re still writing for cowboy!jason?
There was no creature on earth more dangerous than a woman who didn't need a man, Jason reflected.
Sweat poured down your face and plastered your shirt to your back in the heat. He'd watched you work all day. Endless chores and working the forge. Cooking and cleaning... Jason had done his fair share of chores for meals and a spot in the hay loft but- god.
He was willing to bet no man in town could keep up with you.
"It'd be a nice day for a swim," Jason observed, folding his arms and smiling a little.
"No time for that," you snort, mopping your face with a rag and stretching your shoulders.
"Ever been to New Orleans?" he mused. He love to see you somewhere else. In some opulent salon, dressed in red velvet. Exposure to hard work and the elements couldn't make you less fine. Or less tempting.
Usually he liked his women soft. With whispery voices and purring little laughs. Things you didn't have. But-
"I haven't been east of the mountains," you laugh. "Haven't left town since Daddy died-"
Jason tutted, "Just you and the girls. Ever wanted to go?"
"Before mama got sick and Colt run off I was going to be a teacher," you tell him. "Was gonna stay with a family in the valley-" You break off and shake your head. Like a horse shooing flies.
And Jason blinked. He figured you had some boy you wanted to run off with. Or dreams of going to California. Somewhere warm. Or back east. Somewhere the sky wasn't so wide and you could see more than a church and a general store every week.
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