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theotherpacman · 1 day
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tim: dad... I have a boyfriend
bruce: what? but you're supposed to get back together with stephanie
tim: what?
dick: whoa whoa whoa, I thought you were an ally
bruce: I'm not being homophobic I just need steph to marry into the family
cass: I have something to share
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boomstixx · 2 days
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This took 71 hours (almost 3 days) working on and off at school, please dont let this flop 😭😭
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nicomoon69 · 2 days
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bernard def called tim bourgeois all the time
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you'd think dick would be the renowned 'biter' of the batfam from his early days as robin, frequently biting attackers when not really necessary. then jason comes along and is 10x worse, doing it purely for his own amusement.
you think, surely the next one won't want to bite people for fun, and you're right, tim bites people as a defence mechanism instead.
by the time the 4th one comes around, it's statistically impossible for him to be a biter, but low and behold, damian's worse than all three of the previous boys combined. the cherry on top is that unlike the others who only bit for fun, as an attack, or as self-defence, never multiple, this one's standard reaction to anything is to bite it.
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harmleikurdraws · 10 hours
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Decided to start a series called 50 shades of Ace
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Incorrect Batfam Quotes
Tim: *develops a plan
Steph: Not gonna lie, that sounds like a war crime.
Tim: It’s never a war crime the first time. Now whether it gets designated a war crime after…
Tim: That’s not my problem.
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salmonchan · 3 days
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They are painting nails and gossiping
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daughterzell · 1 day
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no doodle requests this time i’ve been busy🤍
angsty-ish stuff bc ilove batgirls wish i had the experience of reading it the first time again.
stephanie and cassandra…🖤💜
Close-ups
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themeanestgirl · 2 days
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Um if nsft is ok, the batfam fighting over who gets to take which 1sts? Pls and ty!
Who's First? Yandere!Batfam x GN!Reader
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Warnings: NSWF implications, Yandere implications, and mentions of small fantasies of harming and killing others. Also implied group sexual activities.
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While they may seem to treat it like a game, it truly never was, not for them. Dick cast the first stone, taking you out on your first date, with them at least, while also getting your first kiss on the same night. The others looked on in jealousy as you clung to him as he romantically but carefully dipped you into a kiss right outside of the soft lights of newly opened butterfly gardens. Despite the Boy's jealousy, they were able to appreciate the beauty of the moment, how the cool moon reflected in your eyes, and how you smiled genuinely as your lips met Dick’s. They all watch, peering through bushes or from behind food stands as the two of you share a small intimate moment and they imagine that it is them instead of him.
Later that night after you have been driven home, the boys congregated inside of one of Jason's safe houses, free from the walls that have eyes in Wayne manor. Tim sits next to Jason, Jason next to Damian, but not one of them next to Dick. Tim stared at the faint lipstick Mark on Dicks lips and he wondered for a moment if it would be worth it to use his hand to wipe it Off of his face just for a chance to taste your lips. Jason huffed, his large chest expanding with each breath as he puffed out his chest like a bird trying to scare off others in an unneeded attempt at sexual selection. That Night they argued about what dick did, about how it was unfair of him to take (y/n) on a date and kiss on the same night! In the end, they came up with not a compromise, but a competition.
It isn't but the second that Tim leaves Jason's safe house he shoots you a text to hang out, only to be told that you were already spending the day with Damian. Damian who apparently asked you on a day trip the second he saw you kiss Dick. At first, Tim seethed in jealousy, but after doing some soul searching he remembered that he is the pettiest bitch, and invited himself, and the rest of his brothers on the trip.
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As much as the constant physical contact over simulated you, you were distracted by the gorgeous scenery, warm sunny rays glittered the roads and waters that sped past the windows, birds swooping through the skyline, and lush grasses that waved with every rush of wind that blew through their blades. No doubt this was a view you would never see in Gotham in a million years. But while you stare out of the window, a long-forgotten water bottle held in your hands, beginning to slip as you watch the outside world like a painting, the boys look at you in the same way. To them, you were the painting, the priceless piece of art. This of course meant that you had to be protected. Art is fragile, expensive, and fleeting. Damian, knowing this well stays focused on the road, his eyes honing in on the cars and asphalt pavement before him. With every small movement, the car makes he micro adjusts, trying to make the car bend to his every whim, to protect the precious cargo inside. If anything did happen, the thought made his stomach churn and heart race, his brother's broken bodies would make a good cushion to soften your fall. Damian smiles at the thought.
Of course, Dick can’t let Damian have his moment, so he asks him “Arent you like three months old? Aren't you too young to drive?”  Damian grimaces for a second, he often dislikes being the youngest, never treated ‘manly’ enough. He didn’t mind being viewed that way, so long as he wasn’t underestimated, but he was bothered because while he didn’t think Dick meant for it to come off like this, he didn’t want to be seen by lesser when the love of his life was sitting behind him. “Aren't you too old to be alive?” Damian snaps back “I can see the rust in your joints you absolute fucking corpse- oh I'm sorry, should I speak louder so you can hear m your prehistoric fossil?!” Damian growls, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard that his nails tore into the expensive leather cover. Dick goes slack-jawed and stays silent, only for thirty seconds before forgetting about the occurrence, but it was enough to give Damian a bit of peace.
Jason chuckled at the exchange he witnessed before him, not at all subtly wrapping his arm around your waist, pressing your body even closer to him. You weren't paying attention to what he said, but you did notice how his voice reverberated through your body like a purr, almost like bone conduction the way it sent electricity through your nerves and circled around in your skull. You were about to ask him to repeat himself when the car rolled to a stop, Dick hopping out and stretching way farther back than should be possible before Damian even stopped the car. Jason slowly released you, much to Tim's delight as he immediately clung to you and dragged you out of the car through his side. You too got your chance to stretch as you took in your surroundings. You were at a campsite you noticed. While you knew that the plan had changed because the others were coming along, you didn’t know what to expect. Looking to Damian he had a smug look on his face, although you couldn’t figure out why.  Damian waved the rest of you off, so the three of you went to explore, you grabbing your bag just in case.
 The three of you walked on beautiful earthen paths, moss and ferns lined the ground and lush green trees arched overhead like umbrellas to block the fading mid-day sun. As you walked around the path Tim leaned on you, his head cresting the crown of your head and Jason and Dick walked ahead, chattering quietly. The wind rustled the leaves in the trees and sent them falling like flower petals during a wedding, or so Tim thought as he absentmindedly wrapped his arms under your chest, having to lean down and walk awkwardly to keep such a position. It was less than five minutes later that you could hear running water, and five minutes after that before you could see it. It would've been faster but Tim was slowing you down exponentially. 
A small but gorgeous waterfall cascaded down into clear blue waters that rippled the sunlight like a dusting of many tiny stars. Dick rushed back to you, ripping you from Tim's grasp and bringing you to the water's edge, asking if you had a swimsuit, and was delighted when you pulled one out of your bag. Tim glared as he looked at dick, he loved him, truly, but would you cry if he drowned him in this lake? Would you scream if you saw his lifeless body float to the top? If he wasn’t worried about the emotional harm he wouldn’t be able to contain himself, and while you would look so cute crying, no one should be the cause of your tears unless it’s from him.
Dick held no regrets as he stripped butt naked right there, tossing his clothes in a pile and running to jump into the water, however, he slipped and fell on his ass, the slippery rocks catapulting him into the water, but not how he planned. Jason followed suit although chuckling the whole time, disappointed that you missed the action as you were changing. Tim, seeing the both of them occupied with you, stole Dicks clothes and hid them in a tree, chucking his underwear extra high up, to teach him a lesson. As he returned he saw Dick way too close to you, the clear waters leaving nothing to the imagination. Tim was about to grab a stick to beat him with when he thought better of it, and sat at the water's edge, his feet skimming the surface of the water, a curious fish dancing round his digits.
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Damian was pleased with the outcome of things. While he may not have wanted his brothers to come along, there was no better way to let his brothers know where they stood in the hierarchy than to prove how unprepared they were. Damian nailed the last pike into the ground before unfolding and inflating an air mattress inside the roomy tent. Hearing the crunch of twigs And leaves he came out of the tent, Seeing you And the parasite who followed you. He smiled at you in the award-winning model smile he only gives to you and showed off his handy work, three much smaller tents sat to the side, unopened and untouched.  A campfire Roared and flickered a safe distance away from the tent, various foods scattered around it.
As you All ate. Damian demanded your presence be close to him as he linked an arm with you, making it difficult for you to eat so he just hand-fed you. You all watched the sun fade behind the tree line and idly chatted while the moon rose, frogs croaked and crickets chirped as owls and bats occasionally swooped through the trees. The night air grew chill as Damian announced that it would be best for everyone to get to sleep. Jason, Tim, and Dick all looked to the tents that lettered the ground as they stood up and mumbled various complaints before dick took it as an opportunity to race Tim on who could set their tent up faster. In the end, Dick won, but only because he put his tent together completely wrong, poles sticking out from various places and the fabric door pulled so taught that it couldn’t close properly.
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You lay in the tent rolled onto your side, Damian's nose pressed deep in your neck triumphantly, his breath warming and ticking your skin however he wasn't asleep, but neither were you. You laughed at the sensation and rolled over to face him, planting a chaste kiss on his lips, he immediately returned it and deepened the kiss. You could feel him smirk into the kiss and his hands traveled down your body, groping and massaging your skin before he sat on top of you, pinning you down as he littered your neck with gentle kisses. One of his hands meets with your own as his fingers terrace your own before a loud “OW!” is heard from outside of the tent, followed by a loud clanging and the sound of ripping fabric then a Thump. Damian grunts and gets off of you to check outside when he is immediately faced with Dick who is right outside of the tent.
“For fucks sake Dick, what the hell-” Dick cuts him off, using his body to block the view of the destroyed tent that looked burnt for some reason. “Can I sleep with-” “NO-” “Thanks little D!” Dick says, pushing past him and firmly throwing himself onto the air mattress, grabbing your arm because you would've been launched off otherwise. Dmian appears to be less than thrilled, a vein popping from his forehead and his ear glowing a faint red as he tries and fails to calmly say, ”Get the hell ou-” his words interrupted as a zipping noise is heard behind him, a disgruntled Tim standing next to an amused Jason. “Go ahead, tell them, Tim,” Jason says, pushing Tim into the tent. “I had a nightmare?” Tim says, not convinced by his own words. Jason follows after him poorly hiding his snickering. The tent is overfilled and while it may not be cramped, it is definitely within crowded territory, the sheer waterproof netting in the top being one of the only things keeping the claustrophobia at bay, along with the temperature.
The presence of the others however in no way encouraged Dick to behave, one of his chilly hands holding you against him, your back to his chest as his other hand trailed to your chest, holding you tighter as you squirmed and delighting in the way your body arched against him. Damian grabs dick by his hair and yanks his head back separating him partially from you giving Jason the ability to scoop you up and pull you on top of himself, his hands gripping your hips as you straddle him. This wasn’t how you expected the night to go but then again, no need to argue about who goes first, when it's everyone at once.
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AN: I like this, I might make a part two that is more NSFW centralized.
FUN FACTS! #1 This story takes place in New Jersey (where Gotham is located) and goes to Maryland into the North Point State Park! While I did label the park as having a lake, North Point has marshland and I would NOT recommend swimming in the body of water I reference! Although it also has a beach as well! #2 I have never been camping, so I pulled all of this out of my ass! Sorry if it isn't realistic. #3 Sorry about the weird cuts in areas, I had to make it shorter so I didn’t spend all my time on this work, it was only supposed to be a 500-word drabble…
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but-a-humble-goon · 2 days
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Remember the time when Shiva picked up a pair of swords and threw one to Cass before their duel to make it a fair fight, and Cass promptly tossed it aside and cut through Shiva's sword with her BARE HAND? That's what's called a power move kids.
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I like to think it was at that exact moment Shiva knew she could not allow herself to die any other way.
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neito-me · 2 days
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NO THUMBS! YOU HAVE NO THUMBS!
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Tracing your scars
〡jason todd x reader
〡gender not mentioned
〡warnings: scars, hinted that reader killed someone
my first ever real written piece on here!
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Rough fingers traced the wide expanse of your back. It was late, later than most people would be up. But you weren’t most people and the guy in your bed wasn’t either. 
You let out a small gasp as his fingers move to the lower parts of your back then back up to your shoulder blades. They didn’t stop there, his thick fingers continued down your arms. Interlocking your fingers for a second when his fingers reach your hands. 
You feel his breath on your neck as a small kiss is placed between your shoulder blades. It causes a shiver to go down your spine, and your breath to get caught in your throat. 
“They’re beautiful” he mumbles while he lets another kiss fall on your left shoulder blade where the biggest part of the scar is. “*You’re* beautiful” 
The words leave you with a weird feeling in your chest, you haven’t felt this way in a long time. He’s never been this  vulnerable in front of you before, let alone with you. 
“I wish I could see the other guy,” he jokes. It makes you laugh, he always makes you laugh. 
You try to speak but nothing comes out, your voice restricted with emotion. Then you clear your throat, “I can take you to his grave if you’d like.”
He laughs, "that's my girl."
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My favorite little guy
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solar-wing · 2 days
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⚣ Jealousy Is A Disease 🟢
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⚣🟢 A/N → DON'T ASK ME WHY, I DON'T KNOW OKAY! I just can't write a Hal Jordan fic without making it about his incessant need to be better than Superman. I'M TRYING OKAY! anyway, hope you like it. WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI | Omegaverse | Major Dub-Con Themes | M-Preg Themes | Penetrative Sex | Fingering | Overstimulation | Alpha Hal Jordan | JL Omega Male Reader |
⚣🟢 Summary → Y/N's knows he's got a little heat brewing between him and Superman, but something is going to get in the way of that. He should've known better than to have entered into any sort of arrangement with Hal Jordan. Not only was the man super cocky and sarcastic, but he was literally green with envy.
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REBLOGS & replies are appreciated, please! 💛
⚣ ENJOY 🟢
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The Watchtower had been relatively quiet.
Y/N had been talking with Clark about some matters related to supervillains' plots, potential recruits, and a bunch of other mumbo jumbo that he wasn't really paying attention to because he was too busy eyeing the Kryptonian's body. The Omega knew his heat was getting close and that he would probably have to take some time off soon to deal with it.
But, it didn't stop him from imagining Clark's large and muscled body over his while they rutted against each other all sweaty and hot and-
"Y/N? You ok there?" Clark's voice interrupted his thoughts, the Omega blushing when he saw the look on the man's face. He had noticed his staring and it had probably led him to realize the nature of his thoughts.
The Kryptonian had a knowing smirk on his face, though. He'd been more or less aware of the Omega's attraction towards him, and it definitely wasn't one-sided. Clark may not have been an Alpha by nature of his Kryptonian biology, but it didn't mean he didn't consider himself to be one in many aspects. He certainly had the physique of one, and he did have a few...kinks that came with the territory.
"I-I'm sorry, I got a little distracted." Y/N chuckled nervously, feeling his cheeks heating up. He didn't know how the Kryptonian would react to his blatant display of lust, but he didn't think it would be bad. Clark was always so nice to him and he had a good sense of humor. Plus, the Omega really wanted to know what was under those suits.
"Don't worry about it. You know I get distracted too sometimes." The Kryptonian smiled, his eyes lingering on Y/N's flushed face before traveling down the length of his body. The Omega suit was one for the books, the tight-fitting material leaving nothing to the imagination. Y/N looked damn good, and he knew it.
"So, uh, what were we talking about again?" Y/N asked, clearing his throat.
While the two continued their little flirtatious and flustered dialogue, neither of them was aware of the presence watching them through the door, his eyes under his green mask narrowing in anger and jealousy.
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Later that night, Y/N was getting ready to head home. His heat was coming closer and closer, and he knew he had to spend his next few days in his apartment and away from everyone.
As the Omega neared the Zeta Gateway that would take him back to the Hall of Justice, his arm was suddenly snatched and he was pulled into an empty room. Y/N was ready to fight whoever it was, but a familiar scent invaded his senses.
"Hey there, sexy. Missed me?" Green Lantern smirked as he looked down at the Omega's shocked face.
"Hal! What the hell are you doing?" Y/N whispered. "Someone might see us!"
"I was just thinking that maybe we could have a little fun before you go home. It's not like anyone's gonna come here at this hour." Hal said as he moved closer to Y/N, backing him toward the wall.
"I have to go. My heat's coming up." The Omega said, stopping him before he could make any more moves.
"You always say that. And then we end up fucking anyway."
"Not this time. I need to rest. It's going to be a very intense one." Y/N tried to reason, but the Alpha wasn't having it.
"C'mon, baby. Just one more time." Hal whispered in his ear, his breath sending shivers down Y/N's spine. "Let me have a taste."
The Alpha leaned forward and began kissing and biting Y/N's neck, his hands moving to grip his waist. The Omega could feel his arousal getting excited at the stimulation, but he had to stay strong. He knew his body would crave an Alpha's touch during his heat, and there was a certain blue and red-wearing superhero that he was more interested in.
"H-Hal, no! Stop!" Y/N said, pushing him away. "No more of this. I'm not gonna let you fuck me anymore, understand?"
"What the hell's gotten into you?" The Alpha growled. "You're always begging for it, and now you're pushing me away?"
"Yeah, well, things change." Y/N sighed, moving to leave the room. "Just stay away from me."
"Who is it, huh?" Hal asked, blocking his way.
"It's not like that," Y/N said, knowing full well he was lying through his teeth, "It's just that I think we should keep things strictly professional from now on."
"Bullshit. You weren't concerned about keeping things professional all the times I fingered you during meetings. Or all the times you sucked me off in the training room."
"Hal, I–"
"Did you care about professionalism when I fucked your tight little cunt while Batman was right outside that door? Or when you rode my dick in the showers? Huh?" Hal said, his voice raising a bit.
"Quit it, Hal. You're being rid–"
"Or all the close calls we had when I knotted you without a condom, and you thought you were gonna get pregnant? I bet you were hoping for it, weren't you?"
"Shut the fuck up!" Y/N shouted, his patience running thin. "I don't have time for your bullshit, Jordan. Now, move."
"Oh, now you're giving me orders? Is that how it is?" Hal growled, his own Alpha pheromones responding.
"Will you please shut the fuck up?!" Y/N growled, his scent turning sour. He couldn't believe the nerve of this man!
"No, you shut the fuck up! You're acting like a whore who's too good for me." Hal growled, his scent becoming heavier with the stench of anger.
"A whore, huh? I'm a whore for letting you fuck me whenever you wanted, and now I'm a whore for wanting to stop the fuck-fest, is that it? You're the one who wanted this, remember? You're the one who was all up on me in the first place, so don't play the victim."
"You're such a fucking tease. You act like a slut and then you expect me to leave you alone?"
"Yeah, and I'm also an Omega who could easily have an Alpha whenever I want. Don't forget that."
Hal clearly didn't like the mention of that. He was an Alpha, Air Force pilot and a Green Lantern. He wasn't supposed to be a side dish.
"I'm not someone you can fuck whenever you're bored, Y/N." The Alpha growled, his scent spiking.
"Well, guess what, Jordan, I'm not your toy either. We both had our fun, but I'm done with this. I don't want you anymore, and I certainly don't need you. So, move."
Before Y/N could move an inch, Hal lunged at him, tackling him to the conference table in the middle of the room. The two of them started wrestling and fighting, the Omega's pheromones spiking as he did his best to keep his body in check while trying to get the upper hand.
The fight didn't last long, though.
Y/N was soon pinned underneath the Alpha, his wrists in a tight grip above his head. Hal's free hand was holding his chin, forcing him to look at him.
"I can't believe you'd say something like that to me. After everything we've been through." The Alpha said, his voice low.
"Let go of me." Y/N struggled, trying to get out of the Alpha's hold.
"Not until you admit that you want me. That you're mine."
"In your dreams, Jordan. I don't belong to you. I'm not some prize that you can claim."
"I can do whatever I want. I'm an Alpha and I'm Green Lantern," Hal smirked, his grip on Y/N's wrists tightening as he rubbed the hard-on throbbing under his suit against the weaker male, "And you're an Omega. My Omega. You're gonna submit."
"You're not my Alpha, and you may be Green Lantern, but you'll never be Superman," Y/N said, ignoring the pleasurable tingles running through his body from the Alpha grinding against him while sporting his spiteful little smirk at the Alpha, "You'll never be him."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hal questioned with a growl.
"I know you're jealous of him, Hal. You put on this cocky, self-assured facade, but deep down, you hate that Superman is everything you wish you could be. He's not even technically an Alpha and yet, everyone respects him. Everyone trusts him. He's the perfect hero, and you're not."
"You're wrong."
Y/N could see he was hitting some nerves, and despite the warnings in his head telling him to stop, he couldn't, "Am I? So why is it that every time he's near me, you're always watching me? Always trying to get my attention. You're always trying to assert your dominance as if that's going to make me want you more."
"Stop talking," Hal ordered, not even realizing how he was slowly grinding his hard erection against the Omega's slick dripping heat, the friction from their uniforms making it all the more pleasurable.
"You're always going on and on about how you're an Alpha and Superman's not, and yet, he's the first person who comes to mind when anyone thinks of a traditional or a perfect Alpha."
"That's enough."
"And what does that say about you, Hal?"
"Shut the fuck up!" The Alpha roared, his scent becoming suffocating as he tightened his hold on Y/N's wrists, his hips rutting faster and harder against the Omega's crotch.
"You're a disgrace to the Green Lantern Corps, Hal. And you're a disgrace to the Air Force." Y/N continued, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and lust as he stared at the Alpha above him.
"That's not true," Hal said, his voice faltering slightly.
"Is it? Because the way I see it, you're nothing more than a second-rate Green Lantern, a third-rate Alpha, and a fifth-rate superhero," The Omega ended, a venom to his words as he tauntingly smiled at the Alpha rutting against his body, his scent sweetening as his orgasm arrived already due to the increasingly sensitive state of his body from his heat approaching.
"SHUT UP!"
Hal lost control, his instincts taking over as he ripped the fabric of Y/N's suit. He couldn't stand the disrespect and the insults, and he needed to make the Omega eat his words. He needed to show he was better than the Kryptonian. He had to himself as the stronger Alpha, as the only Alpha.
He needed to prove that he was the best.
Y/N's moans were music to his ears, his slick coating his fingers as he pushed two digits inside the smaller male's tight cunt, the Alpha growling in arousal as the warmth wrapped around him. The Omega had to grip the edges of the table that he could reach to keep himself steady as his body rocked with overwhelming stimulation from Hal's fingers entering him so roughly while he was still in the middle of his first orgasm.
"A-ah, fuck ... ! H-Hal, stop.." Y/N moaned, his legs shaking as his walls fluttered around the Alpha's fingers.
His hand was around the Omega's throat, squeezing tightly as he forced him to look at him, "Don't you ever say those things to me again. Do you hear me? I'm not a failure. I'm not a failure."
"You are...a failure." Y/N choked out, his eyes watering.
At this point, the Omega had slowly given into his body's most primal desires, his mindset slowly slipping into that of a sex-crazed, needy little shit who just wanted to get fucked and knotted, thanks to his heat.
The Alpha snarled at the insult, his fingers thrusting deeper and harder. His thumb rubbed circles around the Omega's nub, the bundle of nerves sending jolts of pleasure up the smaller male's body. His focus had become solely on proving himself. He needed to show the Omega who was in charge.
"Stop saying that! Stop it! You're lying!" Hal growled, his pace quickening.
"Y-you're a f-failure. You'll...never be Superman," Y/N panted, his mind growing clouded. "You'll never b-be my A-Alpha."
"I'll be your Alpha. I'll be better than him. Better than any of them."
Within just another few minutes, The Alpha pulled another mind-shattering orgasm from the Omega, his scent heavy and intoxicating. He pulled out his fingers, licking his lips as he watched the mixed slick and cum dripping from them. He moved his hand up to the Omega's mouth, smearing the wetness across his lips.
"Suck them."
"No..." Y/N whimpered, his eyes fluttering closed.
"Do it. Now." Hal demanded, his grip on the Omega's neck tightening.
The squeeze against the smaller male's neck had his mouth opening with a quiet yelp in reflex, allowing the Alpha's fingers to enter. The taste was sweet and salty, and the Alpha couldn't help but growl in arousal as he watched the Omega suck his digits clean.
"That's it, baby. Get them nice and clean. You like the taste of your body, don't you?"
Once the Alpha had pulled his fingers out, the Omega's eyes were glazed over. His scent was so strong and thick, and it was almost enough to make the Alpha's knees weak. He wasn't done yet, though. He still needed to show no one was better than him.
Especially not Superman.
Hal ripped the front of his Green Lantern uniform open (it was okay, it magically came on and off anyway), exposing his toned chest and abs. His cock sprung free, already leaking precum. He positioned himself at the Omega's entrance, his tip rubbing against the wet entrance.
"Look at me." The Alpha growled, grabbing the Omega's chin.
Y/N's gaze was half-lidded, his pupils blown wide. His skin was flushed and his breathing was heavy. He could feel the Alpha's cock throbbing against him, the tip catching on his rim every so often.
"Still think I'm a failure? Still think I'm not good enough?" Hal growled.
"You're not..."
Y/N cried out as the Alpha entered him roughly, the sudden intrusion making him clench around the thick shaft. His body was overly sensitive, and the feeling of being filled was almost too much. He couldn't stop his hips from rolling forward, his thighs shaking.
"Oh, God...!"
"Doesn't seem like I'm a failure, does it?"
"Fuck...Hal, please, I can't take it.." Y/N begged, his body trembling.
"No, you'll take it. You'll take every inch of me." The Alpha growled, his hands gripping the Omega's waist as he began thrusting in and out, his pace fast and rough.
"No, please, Hal...stop, I can't...!"
"You can, and you will."
Hal's fingers dug into Y/N's sides, his thrusts growing faster and harder. His eyes were trained on the Omega's face, taking in the sight of his tear-stained cheeks and the drool dripping from his lips. The scent coming from the smaller male was so sweet and tempting, the Alpha's nostrils flaring as he breathed it in.
"Fuck, you're always so tight. Such a good little Omega for me."
"N-no, I'm not...I'm not..."
"Yes, you are. You're mine. My Omega."
The Alpha leaned forward, his teeth grazing the Omega's neck. He could feel the smaller male's pulse-quickening, his body shivering as the Alpha's warm breath ghosted across his skin.
"You're mine, Y/N. No one else's."
"H-Hal..."
"You're gonna be my mate, and you're gonna carry my seed and give me my first kid. I deserve it. I'm a better Alpha than any of them."
"N-nh ... ah ... n-no."
"Yes, you will. I'll fill you up with my cum, and I'll make sure it takes."
Hal leaned down over the Omega's body, his front pressing against the smaller male's chest as he continued his relentless assault on his cunt. His thrusts were deep and hard, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the air.
"Mine...mine...mine." The Alpha growled, his lips ghosting over the Omega's jaw and neck.
"H-Hal, please...it h-hurts." Y/N choked out, tears rolling down his cheeks as his hands clawed at the Alpha's wrist.
"Yeah, that's right. Beg. Who's a third-rate Alpha now, huh? Who's a failure now, Y/N?" Hal snarled while nipping the Omega's jaw and neck, the sound of the conference table creaking and groaning under their weight.
Y/N had already been through his third climax at this point, his body overstimulated and sore all over from the Alpha's rough treatment. He couldn't think straight, his mind overwhelmed by the pleasure and pain coursing through him.
"H-Hal, no, s-stop, p-plea–"
The Omega's cries were cut off by the Alpha's hand wrapping around his throat, squeezing tightly.
"Shut the fuck up. I'll let you breathe and talk when you're ready to admit who you belong to. Not before."
"H-Hal..."
The Alpha's hips were slamming into the Omega's, the sound of their bodies coming together echoing throughout the room. His knot was swelling, his thrusts growing more and more erratic.
Hal had never fucked him so brutally before, landing a harsh slap on the side of his bottom every so often while squeezing his neck even tighter. His insides felt like they were on fire, his walls clenching and throbbing around the Alpha's length.
"All that talk earlier and now look at you, crying and begging for me to stop. What happened to you thinking I'm a failure, huh? Did you change your mind?"
"I-I d-didn't. Y-you're a f-failure." Y/N managed to choke out despite his oxygen-deprived brain.
The Alpha's thrusts grew even harder, his knot catching on the Omega's rim every so often. He was close, his cock pulsating and throbbing inside the smaller male. He leaned up to stare the smaller male in the face, preparing to breed the smart-mouth brat while glaring at him through his mask.
"I can't wait to see Superman's face when you're round with my kid, knowing that you'll be mine and no one else's. And it'd better be a boy and an Alpha, or we'll be right back where we started," Hal growled, his grip on the Omega's throat tightening once more.
He continued hammering away at the Omega's heat, getting closer and closer to his end while Y/N approached his fourth, "Hope you weren't planning on having that weak Kryptonian with you during your heat. Because I'm gonna fuck you until you're pregnant, and then you're not gonna leave my side until I know you're carrying my child."
"P-perv..." Y/N weakly muttered, the Alpha's thrusts hitting his sweet spot repeatedly as he was forced to look into the Alpha's mask.
"Say what you want, but you know you're mine. And don't think I'm not going to punish you for those words earlier. I'll have you gagged and tied to the bed until you're carrying my kid. No protection this time."
Despite the lack of air in his lungs, Y/N, through the cloggy fog of his sex-muddled brain managed to mutter out one more thing before meeting his fate on the Green Lantern's knot, "I'd rather have Superman's kid than your failure spawn."
And just like that, Hal's grip on his throat tightened and his knot swelled and caught inside the Omega's hot cavern, his cock releasing his hot load while he growled, "That's it. You're gonna get it now."
Hal's knot kept his cum from spilling out of the Omega's throbbing walls, his grip tightening even more around the Omega's neck as he choked the life out of the smaller male.
The seething anger across Hal's face as he bred the Omega with his cum while he struggled to breathe was the last thing Y/N saw before blacking out.
While Y/N slipped into unconsciousness, Hal got the eerie feeling he was being watched, turning to see a trail of a familiar red cape through the small window in the door.
Superman.
The Alpha felt a sense of accomplishment and superiority, smirking as his hand squeezed the Omega's neck and the other ran down his body, settling at the base of his stomach, "Don't worry, Y/N, I'll take care of you. I'll prove to you who's the best Alpha. Just you wait."
When his knot finally deflated, Hal pulled out his limp cock from the Omega's sloppy hole. He watched as his cum spilled out of the smaller male's pink and puffy cunt, his fingers scooping some up. He pushed it back inside, his smirk growing wider.
He re-formed his entire suit while doing his best to cover him before slinging his unconscious form over his shoulder, making his way out of the room and the Hall. He was going to have his Omega, whether he liked it or not.
He was going to breed him and make him bear his child, and no one was going to stop him.
Hal had been walking for a few minutes when a large gust of wind nearly knocked him over, Superman standing before him, his expression unreadable, "What the hell do you want, Kryptonian?"
"Give him to me."
"No."
"That wasn't a request, Jordan," Clark growled, his eyes narrowing, "Give him to me."
"I don't think so. I'm the only Alpha here, and I'm going to take him back home. I'll show him that I'm the better man. And there's nothing you can do but accept it," Hal said, a hint of smugness in his voice.
"Like hell, I am," Clark said, his eyes glowing red.
Hal barely had time to react before the Omega was ripped from his shoulder and cradled in Superman's arms, "What the hell?! Get your hands off him, you bastard!"
"I'm not the bastard, Hal. That title goes to you," Clark growled, his tone cold, "Now, stay away from Y/N. If I find out you've touched him again, I'll personally deliver your ring back to Oa myself. Got it?"
The Green Lantern was left speechless, watching as the Kryptonian flew off with the Omega. He was pissed, and he knew he had to get him back. He wouldn't let Superman steal what was rightfully his.
"Alright, then. Round three it is, fly-boy."
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Tim, whisper-hissing at a wall: come out you little shit-
Duke, who just got home from school and is now slowly backing away down the stairs:
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