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fishfission-dc · 11 months

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Batfamily Powerpoint Night! (Part 9: Barbara)

<<Part 8: Duke | Part 10: Alfred >>

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Barbara: Alright, my turn!

Tim: Frankly I’m terrified for what’s about to happen

Dick: Oh Babs will be nice, don’t worry :)

Dick: I stand corrected

Steph: Oh god

Bruce: [sighs and puts his head in his hands]

Barbara: I organized it roughly from newest vigilantes to oldest, since more patrolling means more room for spectacular failures

Duke: It was a bad day for me

Jason: HA

Steph: Been there, done that. Not on TV though that really sucks man.

Steph: NOOOOOO

Tim: ONE SQUARED?

Steph: I GOT CONFUSED

Jason: [Hysterical laughter]

Damian: One multiplied by one?!

Steph: I THOUGHT IT MADE TWO I UNDERSTAND MY MISTAKE

Duke: From this mask view footage Batman is just watching this go down

Bruce: He said he didn’t want help. Felt like a teaching moment.

Damian: (muttering) I was fine.

Dick: Damian we were not going to drive you to 5th grade with a knife in your liver.

Steph: You’ve had this footage for four years?!

Barbara: I keep a file for blackmail. Cass doesn’t really have much, though.

Cass: (signing) I did learn the dance. Eventually.

Tim: WILL THIS TORMENT EVER END

Jason: YOU CRASHED THE BATMOBILE INTO A WALMART, TIMMY.

Steph: You deserve every joke we make about this

Damian: Your idiocy must be remembered

Dick: Yeah Tim this is pretty bad

Jason: Can I have that mask view footage

Barbara: I got ya

Tim: I hate it here

Jason: I really can’t defend this one

Dick: Why...? Did you shoot the trashcan?

Jason: I thought it was looking at me funny

Damian: The trashcan?

Jason: I was up for 52 hours give me a break.

Barbara: Do you want to tell them why you pulled two all-nighters in a row? Or should I?

Jason: You are an evil, evil woman. How do you even- nevermind. Of course you know everything, why do I even wonder. And for the record, the first night I stayed up for a case.

Barbara: And the second night was for Animal Crossing.

Jason: ...perhaps.

Duke: Oh my god.

Steph: And you laughed at me?

Bruce: (sighs)

Steph: Stop you were adorable in high school

Barbara: Thank you, but the braces? The acne? The bangs? 15 year old Barbara had no idea what she was doing.

Dick: I for one thought you were very cute in high school.

Jason: Stop flirting or I will leave

Bruce: Why were you both on a roof at night in your school uniforms?

Dick: I think let’s move on

Dick: Nevermind nevermind go back

Tim: Oh my god, Dick.

Duke: ”Purposely” ?!

Dick: I was nine

Damian: I knew better by age 9.

Bruce: Lessons were learned. I hope.

Jason: I’m starting to think I was one of the better Robins

Dick: I felt like I see sounds for three days...

Bruce: All traces of this were wiped from the internet.

Barbara: Oh Bruce, you know I’m better than that.

Dick: Hold on, hold on, we need an explanation.

Alfred: (as he walks by) A little too much to drink goes a long way...

Tim: YOU WERE DRUNK? ON PATROL?

Jason: No way. Even I haven’t been that stupid.

Duke: What did you buy at CVS

Bruce: ...apparently... I bought lollipops.

Steph: “Apparently” as in the next morning you didn’t remember putting on the Batsuit, going to CVS, buying lollipops, and talking to a guy with an audio recording device?

Bruce: ...yes.

Cass: (signing) Very bad. Very funny, but very bad.

Damian: Also an ineffective use of a smoke bomb if this civilian saw you walk away...

Bruce: Barbara, you have made your point.

<<Part 8: Duke | Part 10: Alfred >>

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bobbinalong · 2 years

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tim must be pretty bland if a pair of pants on another robin makes you claim that's him.

#you know why tim is wearing pants? because he was introduced in the 90s and the costume was modernized #OBVIOUSLY the robins are gonna wear pants these days yes even dick and jason #but like ... yj!dick? little gremlin little baby definitely richard grayson #but oh he's suave with tech and also wears pants so like must tim right?#are you hearing yourself #you don't think all the robins are good with tech and clever?#i swear to god #tt03!dick? please go read ntt dick is one intense motherfucker #like i get getting annoyed at them wearing tim's costume and i especially get it when the costume is red and black #but like ... it's not like tim's costume is special in any way otherwise? it's literally just dick's costume with pants so who's stealing #from who #dc #batfam #the robins

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celaenaeiln · 8 months

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would love to hear your thoughts / opinions / analysis of the whole “everyone loves dick grayson” thing !

best part is it's canon.

Dick is like the baby of the Justice League. Whatever he wants-he gets. He wants a team? Only the best for him.

Dick's like- yeah no thanks I got my own team to which J'onn is like seriously, child? Well, fineeeeeee. If you reallyyyy want that but just letting you know we got the best candidates lined up for you anytime.

He has Wonder Woman's adoration and respect especially with her chiding the green Martian for even doubting Dick for a second:

-I know you like your room but we think you deserve better so here's a mansion. Only the best for you, sweetie

Saw this post online by lee cain Jr. that explains it pretty aptly:

No but really, he is everyone's favorite. He's the only person in the dc universe that has the undivided loyalty and admiration of every person imaginable including villains.

Heroes in general just love him and want to help him

Any help he wants they're more than delighted to do it.

Or just to protect him

I made a post earlier about how he's all the kids' favorite.

And also another one about him being the batfamily's favorite.

Tim also goes on a suicide mission despite knowing that it's a suicide mission just to save Dick because he loves him.

Ofcourse Bruce's too

But on top of that, the Titans are always willing to go to hell for him.

Donna's the one who comes out and says it straight but the way titans reacted why Dick died after forever evil?

The only reason the titans joined together is because Dick asked them. They grieved. Their teamwork completely fell apart and their mission went way sideways.

Bludhaven loves him like crazy.

The city of crime will raise their pitchforks and machine guns if you hurt him

He's just everyone's favorite. The hero of heroes.

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orionremastered · 2 months

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Requested via DMs

Masterlist

Helping Hand

Dick Grayson [DCD]

When they say 'opposites attract', the two of you are the prime example.

Dick is in the center of the room, doing flips and handstands and whatever else the agile swan can accomplish while you stand in the corner, afraid to bump into anything and everything and therefore give yourself another bruise.

"It's okay," Dick always tells you. But you've endured bullying for it in school and that's not okay, which was what he always told you too.

Slowly but surely, he teaches you a simple stretch routine. It's something you were never really able to do, especially not a three minute one, but he's a good teacher.

"See? Told you that you could do it."

Hmm. So he did.

Jason Todd [Dyslexia]

It's late and for once Jason doesn't have patrol. So you both do what you normally do on this rare occasion make out with you sitting on the kitchen counter which is him reading a book to you while you lay on top of him, slowly drifting off to sleep.

His lips murmur against your forehead as he slowly moves his head to kiss you there gently.

"You tired, baby?"

"No," you tell him with an unconvincing yawn. "One more chapter?"

He smiles, pressing another kiss to your forehead. He knows you'll be asleep when the chapter's finished, but he keeps reading anyway.

Tim Drake [ADHD]

Breakfast at 10am because you managed to get Tim to sleep is always the best kind of breakfast.

"You have a doctor's appointment in an hour."

Breakfasts where Tim has to remind you that you have an appointment today is always the worst kind of breakfast.

You rush to clean your teeth and get changed, putting on your shoes before heading out the door.

"You forgot your keys," he calls from the dining table.

"Right, yes, thanks," you run back inside and snatch the keys about to step out the door before he adds,

"You forgot your phone too."

Shit.

Damian Wayne [Dyscalculia]

"This is hopeless," you sigh.

Damian rolls his eyes, handing you a pencil. "You can do it. I know it's hard, but you can."

"Easy for you to say. You're like, an evil warlord master mind and king of the world or something."

You have a point and you both know it. Damian's eyebrow raises. "I'm evil?"

"You're not doing my math homework for me."

"Because I can't help you in the exam." And yet, you feel like he could find a way if he really wanted to.

The two of you have been at it for what feels like hours, trying to help you understand math concepts that everyone else in your year already understands. But Damian apparently thinks you can somehow figure it out.

"Come on," Damian says. "Ten more minutes and then we can take a break."

Apparently you can't make text yellow anymore so Tim's fucken orange ig 🤷‍♀️

#batfam #batfamily x reader #damian wayne x reader #batfamily #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #tim drake x reader

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riotlain · 4 months

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Hi! Could you please do Batboys (sepretly) with a younger brother reader? Basically hcs of the reader copying and looking up to their brother, and he accidentally calls them dad (it's his first word)

Ty, have a great day or night!<33

im back in my fanfic era guys

didn't include duke bc i blanked when jt came to him😭😭

Dick Grayson

The minute you starts copying him he's over the moon and everyone else in the manor freaks out

No, you can't hang on the chandelier like he used to

He teaches you fun tricks though

You have your own little bō staff like his

Yes he has dressed you up in a Nightwing costume for halloween

Carries you around with one of those chest baby carrier things

If you were to ever call him dad as a first word his heart would stop

Like he's happy you said your first word but like he will make sure you don't call him dad around Bruce😭😭

Will crush the old man's heart (joke)

Jason Todd

Probably the last one to meet you since he's hardly ever in the manor

When he does see you though, he's immediately protective over you

Whenever you started copying him, he'd think its funny

How you cross your arms whenever he crosses his or sighs whenever he does it

He feels a wonderful kinship

Then you call him dad and he is immediately gone (mentally)

^^ His reaction

He is hardly ready to enter a relationship, much less be a dad

Even if you just see him once every blue moon

He just sorta picks you up and brings you to Bruce

"Thats your dada."

Tim Drake

Probably the second best brother to mimic out of them all since he's like pretty normalish

He has you sit on his lap while he works

You probably turned into an ipad baby cause of him

Also the type to carry you around with the chest baby carrier

You 2 nap together

When he you call him dad he just freezes up and stares at you for a moment

Then he panics and tries to get you to call Bruce dad instead

Damian Wayne

The first brother to meet you and of course he begins training you like how he was trained

Minute you began walking it was training time

Of course, you didn't really care but you had fun

Damian doesn't carry you around or anything but he holds your hand when you guys are in public

Especially at balls. He talks shit with you even though you hardly know any words

"Look at that woman over there flirting with father. How could she even think she has a chance with him?"

You:

If you were to call him dad, he would then lecture you with pictures about how Bruce is your dad and is very cool and how Batman is cool

Like a chump

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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Love the idea of calling dick ‘bluebird’ in front of his family when you want to see him get flustered <33

Omg omg omg!!!!

You’d had a fight before you’d went to Wayne Manor to see his brothers.

Not a big one, but one enough to the point where he was still lingering in upset even though you’d both forgiven each other.

“Leave it,” his voice is gruff as you move to open your door and you smile- at least he’s talking to you now and not simmering.

“Will you please stop being mad?” You mumble, slotting your fingers between his as you walk to the door. Dick sighs, kissing your forehead.

“I’m not mad, baby.” Except he only calls you baby when he wants to be extra sweet and he’s trying to make up for something.

You just hum, letting him open the door and lead you to the living room where all his brothers are sat.

“Oh trouble in paradise?” Damien asks when you sit beside him and Dick opts for the seat closer to Jason.

Usually you’d be cuddled up right next to each other, being as Damien would phrase it, ‘disgusting and couple-y’ in front of them.

“No,” you say quietly, allowing your mind to run wild a little as you sit beside Damien.

“For what it’s worth, he probably just doesn’t know how to move forward from it as easy as you do.”

You love all of his brothers, but you and Damien had always been the closest so you nod, taking his words for what they are- a comfort.

“Neither do I. But I don’t like fighting.” Damien shrugs and passes you the control for the tv, something that rarely happens because you like watching films in languages none of them can understand.

The first hour of the movie passes smoothly, all of you just waiting for brunch to start and when Alfred calls to you all you perk up.

You’d been plotting how to get Dick to let the argument go all the while half heartedly listening to the Swedish movie playing.

With a plan in mind, you wait for him to put his hand out to you and let him help you up.

“What do you want, sweetheart?” That melts you a little, a familiar name and his soft tone.

“Anything but the strawberries, please baby.” Dick pauses, cheeks flushed a deep red- especially when Jason snickers.

You grin a little at how flustered he gets and Damien only shakes his head. Dick sets about making your fruit bowl for you, skipping on the strawberries.

You kiss his wrist as he sets the bowl down, “Thanks, bluebird.” It’s a little evil, the kiss and the nickname, but you just want him to smile with you again.

Dick sits beside you the same flush as a beetroot and it amuses his brothers. Enough so that Damien fake gags and repeats ‘bluebird’ in a sing-songy voice and Jason mocks a make out.

“I’m trying to be cross with you,” he mutters- affection seeping into each word and you smile.

“And I don’t want you to be, kiss?” He tries to remain stoic and stony but a smile takes over his face when you pucker your lips.

“You’re insufferable.” He presses three kisses against your lips and then starts dishing his own plate.

“You suffer me pretty well, Grayson.” You chew on a cube of melon.

He cuts you a mock glare, “Oh now I’m, ‘Grayson’?”

Jason nods then, chewing on his own fruit, “I thought he was ‘bluebird’?”

Damien can’t resist, “Or even ‘baby’?”

Dick laughs when you glare at both of them, and kisses your temple. “Whatever. Pass me a scone, love?” You say sweetly and he laughs even more.

“That’s better, gorgeous.” Dick passes it to you after he’s cut it open and set some butter and jam in it.

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batfamluvr · 2 months

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Hi, I don't know If you take requests, but could you please right about the reaction and thoughts of the bat boys toward finding out their partner was pregnant? Please and thank you

A/N: I do take requests, love. And I've got you ❣️

Bat-boys find out you're pregnant🍼

Dick Grayson's first thought is worry. He doubts how he'll make it work; crimefighting, his job, then his relationship with you. And he'll wonder how Nightwing will interfere with his life, and how Bruce will react (he'll spoil the child endlessly).

Reassurance from Donna, Alfred, or Bruce will part his fog of worry and distance. He'll hit the ground running to rectify his isolation. I mean breaking the news to friends and family, arranging play dates with Roy and Lian.

"I'll be safer on patrol," he whispered," I promise, hun." You had broke down after so long of trying to remain calm. But seeing your lover return home with bruise after bruise would weigh anyone down. Especially one pregnant.

Dick's hand would always be on your belly, reminding himself that you both are safe and he's doing a great job. It's what he needs to hear, that he's making the city safer for you both.

He is 100% a handyman. Dick will build cribs, changing tables, repair toilets, fix creaky cabinets. And he'll baby proof the house." Don't worry, babe," he assured you." Just relax. It's just a clogged drain."

Jason Todd's first thought is if he'd be a good father, after everything he's been through and done. He even wonders if he deserves to be a father, or if he deserves a nameless grave. However, leaving is never and will never be an option for him. I truly think he'd be the most active out of the bat-boys.

Jason's love language has always been acts of service, and it would thrive during your pregnancy. Your house would be booby-trapped and SECURED. He'd teach you the basics of a gun, and he'd ensure your pregnancy cravings are stocked. Jason would also wash your back when your belly grew too large.

Jason would let you shop for baby and maternity clothes with his card. His only request is that you don't get the baby anything too vibrant because it's an eyesore. If anything, he'd prefer neutral tones or black on the baby.

The weather becomes his interest after the baby's birth." Do you think they need a jacket?" Is his favorite line." Don't you think it's a little hot for them to be wearing long sleeves," he'll wonder. Or the baby is swaddled and he'll question," do you think he's overheating? I'd be hot if that were me all wrapped up like that."

A child is the only thing to make him stand steadfast on his refusal to kill. Not Bruce, not Dick, not even you. Your child brought forth a new mindset, one of not wanting to see a killer reflecting in the innocent and chocolate eyes of his child (Jason's eyes are brown. Argue with a wall).

Tim Drake isn't as present as one would believe. His activity is inconsistent, and it's harder to reach him because he's usually working. But he wants you to sit with him, to bring the baby and let him play around in his office.

It warms his heart to return from a meeting and his baby is sprawled out on his pastel blue teddy bear blanket and cooing. You're dangling a rattle over him, and Tim would strut over and kiss you on the cheek." How's it going, love?" He'd ask and rub the baby's cheek." They being good?" His eyebrow would raise playfully.

The baby would be raised around Bruce and Alfred more than his actual parents. I also see Stephanie caring for the baby and even babysitting if you work or just need rest. Cass would swoon over it, so prepare for tons of peeled oranges and Cass making your bottles.

Alfred would surely read your baby literature. He'd be sitting in the library, baby on his lap while y'all rest, reading from a dusty and old book that's sure to ignite your allergies.

Damian would try his hardest to be a fun dad because he never got that. It's been well documented that he wouldn't dare put a child through his life. So I think the farthest he would go is teaching you enough to defeat the average Shadow/Assassin. But he would not want you killing.

I think he'd lean into Bruce's "No-Kill" mantra after having a child. If you even want to enter vigilantism; he'd understand if you choose not to. It's a thankless job; it's isolating and bruising.

But I think if the kid did continue training, that's when they'd truly bond. Damian and he/she would laugh and joke between rounds; he'd show them the best way to throw a punch, and he'd teach mercy. That's also when they'd meet the other side of their family---the Al Ghuls. But Damian would have strict stipulations on what they learn. No instant kill moves, no brainwashing, none of the narcissistic sentiments Talia filled his head with.

I also think you, Damian, and your kid would lead fairly healthy lives. Not overboard, but the occasional protein shake or morning run; maybe even a little weight lifting. Or if cardio is your speed, he'd install a home-treadmill or a pool.

Bruce Wayne's first thought would be his age. How he's climbing in age and his job usually doesn't lead to gold and sunsets. He'd be happy because he sees it as a second chance. His first two sons saw the angry and vengeful side of him, so that's how they grew up; Tim sought him, and Damian came stained with blood.

But with you and the baby, he could actually be a father. He could raise the baby from infancy and make bottles and hush cries, like he wanted to with Dick and Jason. He could show the baby his favorite movies and just talk to them, even though the baby would respond with drool and coos.

He wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Bruce would set his child on a straight path; the world has enough Bats and birds. They could just...be. They'd would carry on the Wayne name.

Bruce would spoil you and his baby rotten. He'd watch over the baby like a hawk; each cry, each coo, each babble would send Bruce into a fit of worry. He'd leap up from his seat and check the cradle, only to find a giggling baby with his feet in the air. Then he'd chuckle, which would make the baby giggle even more. " You got me, little one. You got me," he'd utter and return to the Bat-computer.

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pinkhoodi · 2 months

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kiss me baby !

✎ᝰ — types of kisses the young justice boys favor

♡⃕ — dick grayson, wally west, kaldur’ahm x reader

♡⃕ — genre + warnings: fluff + slightly suggestive, tried not to make dick a wh*re /aff

꒰ DICK GRAYSON ꒱ ᡣ𐭩 any and every kiss

Ꮺ dick is quite affectionate but ofc that’s no surprised when he’s a proclaimed lover boy. however, he reserves certain kisses for certain people and certain times; simple cheek kisses for greeting the women he passes by during important events, hand kisses to greet women that he’s interested in, (before meeting you), and the rest just for you <3

Ꮺ kisses for dick is his way of communicating about half the time. times when he’s quiet, or isn’t in the mood to speak much, he gives you a forehead or cheek kiss to reassure you that he’s listening, just not communicative right now. moments where he’s being a tease, he would blow air kisses (especially upon getting to know you and during missions). intimate times, of course, would let him place mouth kisses, a lot of sloppy (or needy) ones if he’s feeling daring, and body kisses

Ꮺ out of all, dick favors to give you kisses on the lips. they either rile the both of you up or have a heartfelt way of saying, “I love you” to one another. especially times where the world feels like it’s at a standstill, no sense of danger to attend to but a quiet time of serenity. in moments where it’s just you and dick enjoying one another’s company, kisses make for the time that passes throughout the night

Ꮺ dick treats kisses either act an of intimacy or his way of getting something out of you. He doesn’t know what that “something” could be tbh; it could lead you to potentially talk to him after you got mad at him, you getting flustered at his cheek kisses, a look of shock on your face after he walks off from giving you a few passionate kisses, or even you becoming affectionate after those kisses. he enjoys the way your face contorts into looks of annoyance, passion, or a pout that rises from his teases

Ꮺ if you have fuller, or much plumper lips, dick will stay on them every. single. hour. he is a FEIN for how your fuller lips feel on his, it’s so soft, so plush, it’s like he’s on a cloud. he’s obsessed and it’s best that you hide before your lips become sore…again

꒰ WALLY WEST ꒱ ᡣ𐭩 forehead kisses

Ꮺ for wally, kisses are reserved for you and only you. wally takes intimacy very seriously, especially when it comes to kisses. unlike his best friend, wally doesn’t you kisses to his advantage (sometimes)

Ꮺ though, it wouldn’t be a lie that wally enjoys kissing you day and night. when the sun rises, when the sun sets, as you two settle into bed, as you two get ready for the morning, he’ll create a reason to kiss you

Ꮺ forehead kisses give a set of reassurance for wally, a feeling that you are here to love him and cherish him, through the good, bad, and the ugly. it lets him that you care for wally, you wanna listen to wally, you want to be wally’s home, where he has comfort and fondness

Ꮺ during times of intimacy, it’s quiet, a few awkward moments, but then again it’s wally. when he stutters too much as he speaks or incompletes his thoughts, you place a forehead kiss to calm him. he’ll shyly smile and give one back, after restarting his fragmental sentence

Ꮺ he doesn’t wanna admit it but wally is an addict to your kisses :). It doesn’t always have to be on the lips but the way his body flutters and the bashfulness that displays on him makes him feel floaty, even on bad days where missions go awry, your kisses help ease his mood. though it is quite cute how shy wally can get when asking for a kiss

꒰ KALDUR’AHM ꒱ ᡣ𐭩 body kisses

Ꮺ I feel like all three boys would favor body kisses but kaldur might be the most down bad for body kisses, both giving and receiving. however, he knows how to hide it better than the other two, he would wait for times of privacy while wally is subtle and dick is….not so subtle !

Ꮺ just like dick, kaldur would enjoy all kisses but kisses to appreciate your bodies feels like the perfect way to adore you. don’t get me wrong, he does tend to words of affirmation and acts of service but he can’t help plastering sweet kisses to your collarbone, behind the ear, stomach, cheek, or thighs (his personal favorite <3)

Ꮺ since he was always required to greet and adore aquaman as his king, adoration would be second nature to kaldur. which would make it quite too often to give your body some love during times of privacy

Ꮺ he doesn’t mind kisses around on the lips or forehead, but he feels a deeper connection when his lips attend to your body

Ꮺ times when he’s becoming too much into his head and stress is slowly shattering him, he’ll lay on your stomach and plant small kisses there. if not your stomach, he’ll pull you into his lap and crane his neck, signaling that he wants kisses but isn’t really in the mood to be expressive right now

♡⃕ heyyyyy, how yall doin 😋? listen….at least i wrote something for young justice !

𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐏 💗: psalm 147:3

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hanasnx · 3 months

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bruce trying to explain to dick and jason that the young woman they saw in the manor is his 19 yo situationship !!

PART ONE ✩ PART TWO MINORS DNI 18+

BRUCE WAYNE cuffs his last link, and straightens out the sleeve of his dress shirt.

"I'm not sneaking around." JASON TODD insists, as if it should be obvious and he's disgusted Bruce would imply such a thing. A resentful smile replaces it as he claps a harsh hand on the back of DICK GRAYSON. "Birdie here was just helping me out, he told me you'd be gone by now. Didn't know you kept my copy." He raises the book into view and wiggles it.

"Of course, I would. It has all your annotations." Bruce replies calmly, and Jason's expression drops subtly. Bruce approaches you and adjusts the blanket you held so you'd be more covered up. "Why don't you go freshen up? The car's waiting." Your cheeks heat even more than before, you're sure he can see the color bloom on them and spread to your forehead. He's not the least bit interested in your nightgown that the boys commented on, instead keeping warm and rough hands on your shoulders protectively.

"Hold on a sec', who is this?" Jason has the need to be combative, especially after the flash of vulnerability he displayed. He gestures to you with the book. "Getting younger every year, aren't they, Bruce?" A wolfish grin spreads onto his lips, his canines glinting in the firelight and you frown at his rude implications, talking about you like you're not even there.

"She's my date for tonight." Bruce replies coolly, and you glance between them, puzzled over how he keeps such a level head around someone intent to get under his skin. You were alone five minutes with Jason and he'd managed to annoy you. Bruce somehow senses your unease, and meets your gaze, a soft glow in his eyes.

"Yeah, Bruce, I'm with Jason here. She looks younger than us." Dick has joined in on the conversation that apparently does not include you. "Are you sure that's the kind of statement you wanna make?"

"This conversation is over." A harder tone takes root within Bruce's voice as he commands, and you've had enough.

"Hello? Why are you all talking like I'm not here?" you demand, looking between their expressions of varying shock. "I'm the Ice Princess of Gotham, goddamnit, I won't be ignored!"

A snicker breaks out from Jason, who pats Dick's arm with the back of his hand. "Damn, the kindergartner's got a mouth on her." Dick does not engage in the banter, batting Jason's hand away with a scolding, "Jason."

"I'm tired of this!" you declare, and bunch up the blanket, rolling it up and tearing at it with your claws before throwing it to the ground. "I hope you have fun going to whatever-it-is by your-self, Bruce. I'm going to spend my time with people more civilized." you hiss, proudly sticking your nose in the air as you go to the exit.

"Tell 'em, baby! You go, girl!" Jason jeers after you, "A little more ass next time, that nightgown's too long."

Dick has the urge to shove Jason into the fire, but now that they're adults it's not as feasible as when they grew up around each other. "You're a piece of shit, you know that?" he tells him, but it's more or less tired.

Jason side-eyes him with a shrug. "I knew she couldn't handle it. I'm a tough pill to swallow, and a little princess like that needed some humbling."

"Who says? Jesus, Jason, you think everyone needs to be taken down a peg."

"So, Bruce, what were you celebrating tonight? Her sweet sixteen?" That grin stretches back onto Jason's countenance as he interrogates his former mentor. "Finally sick of pussy your age?"

"She was a distraction." Bruce answers, passing through the two boys. All of the polite inhibition from before is lowered, the playboy veil gone now that you've left the room. All that's left now is Batman, and he opens the window. Dick and Jason's eye follow his back as the cold night air hits them. "Penguin and Batman are at odds, and if Bruce Wayne is the center of controversy, the tabloids don't even notice the dealings of a vigilante." He watches you enter a cab in a huff, your longcoat thrown over your nightgown and heels, and drive off. He turns to Jason, and tips his head toward the open window. "I'm assuming this is how you got in, so out you go."

"This is the fourth story, Bruce."

"So you'll have no trouble."

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 5 months

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.⋆｡A Big Night In｡⋆.

Dick Grayson x plus size reader

The one where Dickie and Dove finally have a night to themselves

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, fluff, mom!reader, embarrassment, sort of breeding kink?

WC: 1.8k

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“Now, if she gets fussy, she really likes the koala with the missing ear. She literally can’t sleep without it.” Dick was panicking, that much was plain to see and Bruce couldn't help but smile. It was moments like this, where his boy was filled with anxiety about something so normal as leaving his 6 month old baby with her grandparents overnight, that made his heart ache in the best way.

“Chum, I know how to take care of Alice, I think the 20 page binder you gave each of us on her needs helps.” He glared at his father, arms tightening around his baby as she sat on his narrow hips, happily playing with the buttons on his shirt.

“Oh leave him alone.” His mother scolded, giving her husband a light slap on his arm. “Don't pretend you weren't even more upset when you had to leave Dick alone for the first time. I seem to remember you calling me every ten minutes to get updates on how he was doing.” A light pink flush spread across Bruce's cheeks at the memory.

Grumbling, his eyes dropped to the floor like a petulant child. “It wasn't every ten minutes.” Dick shot his mother a grateful smile before turning his attention to Alice who didn't seem to share her father's level of anxiety.

It was a big day, her first sleepover without her parents. It would have happened sooner, in fact the first attempt had been when she was three months old. You and Dick needed some 'alone time' and your in-laws had been more than happy to extend their babysitting services. But an hour before they would come to pick her up, you and Dick had a breakdown and cancelled, instead spending the night curled up together in bed, Alice between you.

But, you couldn't put it off any longer. Alice needed to be socialised with other people and you needed to get laid.

So after a tearful goodbye, Dick drove her to Gotham, insisting on a little daddy-daughter bonding time before she was handed over to her grandparents.

“She likes thunderstorm sounds when she goes to sleep. And if she's still fussy, there's some frozen milk in the cooler bag.” Said bag was handed over to the awaiting hands of her grandfather, along with a Wonder Woman themed duffle-bag that held everything else she could possibly need.

“Ba.” Alice spat out, chubby arm pointing to her grandmother. Dick knew he had to get this over with, like pulling off a bandaid.

He pressed a long kiss to the patch of dark hair on the top of her head, inhaling that baby smell she hadn't yet grown out of. “You’ll be good for nana and pops won't you?” She cooed, eyes still locked on the older woman. He sighed, pecking her soft skin a couple more times before she slipped from his arms and placed safely in his mother's.

“Everything will be fine, I promise baby bird. You two have fun tonight.” Dick was quickly shooed out of the manor but not without a vague threat to Bruce to keep her safe, which he brushed off with his usual nonchalance.

By the time he had returned to his apartment in Blüdhaven, his mood had improved, especially with the text he received from you telling him to come straight to the bedroom when he got home.

“Dove?” He called into the darkened apartment, slipping off his shoes as he stumbled forward. A trail of clothes, haphazardly thrown on the hardwood guided him forward. There was a dim glow coming from the room just off of the kitchen, the smell of vanilla like a siren's call.

“Come on Dickie, we have a lot to make up for and not a lot of time to do it.” Your voice called out to him.

Dick groaned and palmed his already throbbing cock- it had been a long time, too long. “You're playing a dangerous game, Dove.” His voice thick with arousal as he called back to you.

His own clothes quickly joined yours, leaving him in just his boxers as he stepped into the bedroom where all the air was knocked from his lungs.

Your perfect, soft, naked body was completely on display for him as you lounged on the bed.

Your skin glowed in the soft orange light of the room and for a moment, Dick thought that there was no way you were real and that you were his.

“Holy fuck.” He watched with wide eyes as your legs fell open, revealing paradise to him, your fingers already tracing over your clit. “Leave it!” He suddenly shouted, now furiously tugging at his boxers. “That's all mine baby!”

Your giggles quickly turned into moans as your husband's strong body forced you further into the mattress and his lips met yours in a truly desperate kiss. Your nails dug into his muscular back making his hips buck into yours.

“Well, what are you gonna do about it daddy?” You cooed into his mouth, your left hand travelling down his front deliberately slow.

He caught your hand before you could reach his cock and with a dangerous gleam in his eye, he responded. “How about baby number 2?”

The cold metal of his wedding ring against your heated thigh sent a shiver up your spine, making his smirk grow as your nipples pebbled beneath his gaze. His fingers inched towards your centre, quickly gathering the arousal that had smeared onto your skin.

“God, you get even sexier by the day.” You gasped as he finally touched where you needed him the most, both easing and adding more fuel to your lust. His own patience was quickly wearing thin so your husband wasted no time in sliding two thick fingers inside you.

“Dick!” You threw your head back with a moan of his name.

“That's it, that's my pretty dove.” With his other hand planted by your head, Dick watched his fingers pump in and out of you, his skin now shinny with your wetness. “You're so fucking wet dove, must be aching for me.”

Your only response was to tighten around his fingers, your orgasm dangerously close. “Please please.” You begged.

“Do you want to cum on my fingers or my cock?” Dick breathed into your ear but the way that he was pressed so tightly against you, you could feel his thick cock throbbing against your thigh, the decision was already made for you.

“Want you inside, wanna feel your cock again.” His body sagged against you as he groaned from deep in his chest.

“Fuck, you can't say stuff like that- gonna make me cum before we even get to the good part.”

“Then you better fuck me already Grayson.” But the bite of your words was softened by the moan he forced from you as he ripped his fingers from your aching cunt and replaced them with the fat head of his cock.

“If you insist.” The first thrust was always deliciously painful as he stretched you out, making you feel every inch of his perfect length until he was nestled against your cervix and his balls pressed tightly to your ass.

Your groans mingled together in a beautiful lewd symphony, filling the bedroom like music. “So fucking tight.” Dick moaned through clenched teeth. “Need to fuck you more.”

“Yes.” You hissed both in response to your husband and because at that moment, his hips twitched causing his cock to brush against that sensitive bundle of nerves inside you.

“My poor girl, been neglecting my perfect wife. Gonna make it up to you, make you sit on my face till you beg me to stop.” His first thrusts were tentative, almost shy just like the first time you fell into bed with him but as you began to relax beneath him, he switched it up.

He knocked the moans from your lungs as he jackhammered into you, his own desperate need for release blinding him to everything else. “Never gonna let you feel empty again, I'll make sure you're always full of me one way or another.”

You sobbed with a particularly brutal thrust to your cervix and you dragged your nails down his back, leaving bright red marks. “Yes!” You cried.

“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking warm and tight, need to cum.”

“Inside, need it inside.” Your ankles locked around his hips. Your stomach began to pull tight just as Dick's thrusts began to waver.

“C'mon dove, cum for me- please.” And you shattered below him, melting into a puddle of ecstasy as your husband filled you with his cum, prolonging your orgasm.

Your left hand tangled in his dark hair and tugged his lips into yours. Your breath mingled as you both came down from your highs but Dick remained inside you, neither of you keen on having this end just yet.

“I love you.” You whispered to him and your husband smiled against your lips.

“I love you.” He replied with a gentle peck. “Soooooo, round 2?”

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“Dick's late.” Bruce's eyes once again flicked to the grandfather clock in the corner of the living room and then to the entryway but once again, there was no indication that his son had arrived.

Looking up from the floor where she had been playing with their granddaughter, his wife rolled her eyes. “Bruce, we've just given them their first uninterrupted date night in months, of course they're gonna be late. And hopefully they spent the night productively.” She said this last part almost to herself as she turned back to Alice who suddenly believed her right foot to be the most delicious thing ever.

Bruce raised an eyebrow at his wife. “What's that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing!” She sing-songed. “Oh look! They're here!”

And sure enough, Dick and a limping you walked through the door, not looking as well-rested as Bruce assumed you would be but both of you had big smiles on your faces.

“My girl!” Of course Dick immediately dove for his daughter, sending her into peels of laughter at seeing her father trip over his own feet in his hurry to get to her. You instead approached your father-in-law, greeting him with a warm hug and kiss to the cheek.

“Thank you for watching her, I hope she didn't give you too much trouble.” Bruce waved you off.

“She was an angel, like always. I thought you and Dick were going to get some rest, you look like you haven't slept a wink.” Dick snorted but immediately stopped when both you and his mother shot him a look.

You cleared your throat and with a look of embarrassment, you avoided Bruce's eyes. “We lost track of time and didn't get to bed until late.” You were content to leave it there but apparently, your husband had other ideas.

“Alice, what do you think about having a baby brother?” You and your mother-in-law sighed heavily as Bruce went pale, the realisation finally dawning on him.

“Oh-oh god. I think I need a drink.”

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s9sa · 1 year

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Ahahahah can i request Bottom!Dick Grayson x Top!Male!Reader??🥺🥺🥺 Like Dick gets jealous when some people constantly flirst with the reader, so to assert dominance Dick gets on reader's dick and just overstimulaion, cowgirl position, mirror sex (where reader says im gonna only do this with you, so you better look carefully), and just sweet fluff?👼

All Mine.

☆. ﹟SUMMARY – A jealous Dick meant raw sex. He was tired of everyone claiming you as theirs, which led to him giving up and simply plopping down on your cock to reclaim dominance.

☆. ﹟PAIRING – Bottom!Dick Grayson x Top!Male Reader

☆. ﹟WARNINGS – cowgirl position, overstimulation (?), mirror sex, possessive (dick being jealous & wanting reader to himself), oral (r receiving), dick being a whore & proud, cum eating, multiple orgasms, all fluffy at the end

☆. ﹟WORD COUNT – 3.5K

☆. ﹟NOTE – Writing this was so fun! I went a little overboard and adjusted a few things, but hopefully this meets your expectations. I apologize for the delay in uploading this, but I just wanted to perfect a few things and add some more details. I rewrote this about 3-4 times before combining a few ideas from the billions of rewrites into one big smutty but fluffy fic. I finished this late at night, so there may be *some* errors & a little rushed.

He hated how everyone would practically drool over you, always complimenting you for the bare minimum and making corny jokes just to get an awkward laugh out of you. It was frustrating to see so many people cling to you as if you weren’t in a happy relationship with him. It irritated him to no end. You were all his. And he wished people would get the message. What made them think you would accept after the second try if you had already previously rejected them? It drove him insane. He was tired of the constant flirting. Listening to their attempts at flirting and spilling their glasses on your shirt just to get a glimpse of what you were hiding beneath there sickened him. It’s all cliche.

And, in his opinion, poorly executed. At least TRY to use a few unique pickup lines.

“Dick, baby, you okay? You’ve been kinda staring off into space and it’s lowkey frightening.” Dick looks exasperated as you interrupt his thought bubble, and you can see the frustration in his eyes. "I just find it hard to focus when there are so many people around," he says, before pausing to take in the looks of the journalists gathered around you. "Especially when they’re staring at you like that."

“We can leave.”

Dick puts his head in your lap, pouting and holding his face up with his palms. You shift your attention away from your phone and toward Dick, who was a pouty mess, and give him a gentle smile while patting his head. “I don’t want your head pat,” You let out a small chuckle as he sarcastically mutters, ruffling his hair, enjoying the softness of his curls. You fluff them up a little more, retracting your hand and returning your gaze to your phone. “Hey. Notice me.” Dick pokes your cheek again, trying to get your attention so he can complain about the flirting situation. You tilt your head and look down at him. “Yes?” You speak up, confused but attentive. “We’re boyfriends, right?” Dick asks you.

“Yes. Do you not–” Dick quickly waves you off, scrambling to explain what he meant by his question and sitting up straight to look you in the eyes. “No! I mean, if we’re boyfriends, why do people act like we aren’t? What about the constant flirting? It’s frustrating!" He makes a noise, burrowing his head into the pillow, before sitting up again and watching you think deeply about how to phrase your thoughts without sounding stupid. “Honestly. It is annoying. People are just desperate and it’s kinda depressing.” Dick sighs deeply before resting his head on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around yours, gently comforting him.

The motion of stroking Dick’s knuckles with your thumb feels soothing, as you sense how soft but thick his skin is. He looks at the interaction again, deep in thought, before concluding to assert dominance. Why didn’t he just...fuck you if he wanted everyone to stop? That was something he could slap in the face of everyone. He was capable of having sex with you while they dreamed about it. A smile grew wider and wider as his confidence grew. He carefully pulls his arm away from yours, plunging into your lap. After squirming into a comfortable position, he presses his weight against your bulge and grinds slight pressure against it. You were his and yours alone, and he was determined to make everyone know it.

Although you were determined to take things slow, he made you horny beyond belief. You were aching for more from his sensual movements and the way he teased your body, but you didn’t want to surrender just yet. It was that pleasure he was giving you that made you want to savor every moment of it. The situation had escalated so fast, but neither of you wanted to complain. Dick was finding pleasure in edging you before opening his mouth to speak out about his thoughts. He looks at you with pleading eyes as he says, "I don’t want to share you." His breath hitching, he can feel your hard cock pressing against him, sending a tingly feeling down his body and making him shiver with anticipation. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he begs for your touch.

You reassure him that you are completely dedicated to him and that you will always be there for him. You kiss him passionately, feeling his hot tongue wrap around yours. He moans against you, deepening the kiss to let you know just how desperately he needs you. He whines when your tongue slides over his again, withdrawing to stare at his pouty lips and press your thumb against his bottom lip. You can’t help but smile as he eagerly opens his mouth to let you in, sucking your thumb into his mouth. He licks his tongue over the back of your finger, his eyes widening and drawing you in with their intense, sensual gaze. You can feel your heart racing as he takes more of your finger into his mouth, licking it until you can no longer resist. His lips are soft and warm, and you can feel yourself getting lost in his gaze and the feel of his mouth on your finger.

Dick was gorgeous, and it turned you on to see him sucking your thumb so eagerly. The room was getting steamy, and both of you were getting impatient to just tear each other’s clothes off and have wild sex. There was no denying the desire between you two, and finally, Dick pulled away from your thumb long enough to start stripping off both of your clothes. He wanted you right now and didn’t care if things were moving faster than usual. He needed to take action now, and show you how much he wanted you. He got into position, Dick eagerly wrapping his lips around your cock, sucking vigorously as pre-cum dripped from the head. You moaned, the pleasure was palpable as he teased your tip with his tongue before taking it all in. His mouth was warm and wet, and you couldn’t help but thrust your hips upward, seeking more.

Dick worked your cock expertly, his head bobbing up and down as he took you deeper and deeper. He teased your frenulum with his tongue, sending shivers down your spine. He didn’t stop until you were moaning and panting, the pleasure too much to handle. You eagerly took advantage of the warm, wet mouth that was engulfing your throbbing cock, eagerly moaning and gasping as the warm, wet lips moved up and down your shaft. His head bobbed up and down, taking more and more of you into his mouth until he was deep inside, his tongue swirling around the tip. You moaned louder as you felt the wet lips enclose the head of his cock. You gasped when you felt the soft, wet tongue swirl around the tip, teasing you before taking you deeper into the mouth. You felt yourself start to twitch, pleasure increasing with each movement.

You couldn’t take it anymore and started to move your hips, thrusting your cock deeper into the warm mouth. Dick whimpers as your hand grip his hair, forcing his head back so you can plunge deeper into his throat. He tried to take it all, but your fat cock was too much for him to handle. You ravage him mercilessly, taking what you want. As you reach your climax, you let out a deep guttural moan and dump your hot load down his throat. Dick can do nothing but gulp it down, whimpering in submission. Dick is pulled into your lap with one passionate kiss and impaled on your rock-hard cock. A moan escapes his lips as he settles down onto your throbbing member, the sensation of being stretched to the limit quickly turning into one of sheer ecstasy. Dick can do nothing but cling to you and moan in pleasure. He rocks his hips eagerly against yours, his hands clutching at your chest as he bounces faster and harder. His lower lip is caught between his teeth as he moans with pleasure, each movement sending shivers through your body. You can feel yourself getting harder, and he tightens around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your throbbing cock.

“Fuck.” Dick moaned as your fat cock filled him up, your hips thrusting upwards to give him the deepest penetration possible. His moans only turned into whines and pleas when you started tugging at him slowly, milking him for all he was worth. With the feeling of your cock and your hand around his own, Dick couldn’t help but whine like a little bitch, muttering out incoherent words. “Do you still have that confidence from earlier?” You ask with a smirk, feeling Dick rock against you pathetically. “Doesn’t seem like it,” you muse, before moving his hips to meet your thrusts. He can only move his hips subconsciously, bouncing into your lap and listening to the harsh slaps of skin on skin. Your hand remains tightly wrapped around his cock, overstimulating him as you move your hand up and down at a pace that makes his stomach churn.

Dick moans loudly, his head lolling back as he rocks his hips in time with your movements. He’s close, so close, but you’re refusing to let him cum. You tease him, refusing to let him cum until he’s begging for it. With each stroke, Dick’s cock gets harder and redder until he’s whimpering and panting with need. “You can do it,” you tell him, lending him a light grin. With one final stroke, Dick cries out and cums, his body jerking and his cock pulsing. You take control of the situation, fucking deeper into him with a satisfied moan. Dick whines incessantly, his back brushing against the soft sheets of your bed, staring up at the ceiling while moaning your name. He couldn’t process anything but that fuzzy feeling all over his body as you repeatedly drilled into his hole.

“Fuck me..” He gasps and moans as you push yourself deep inside him, your bodies trembling with pleasure as you become one. His tight hole milks you as you go deeper, the slick heat sending shivers up your spine. You pump harder and faster, unable to resist the urge to cum as he screams out in ecstasy. As his warm insides bring you closer to orgasm, you can’t help but moan in pleasure. You didn’t expect to cum so quickly, but now that you’re on the brink of orgasm, you can’t help but go all the way. Filling him up to the brim with your cum is exactly what you both wanted. Dick moans as you continue to pound his hole. He bites his lower lip once more, muffling his moans as you lean down to leave hickeys on his neck. He wraps his arms around your back, moaning into your ear as you fuck closer and closer, eventually cumming deep within him.

Dick feels himself go weak at the knees as he experiences the pinnacle of pleasure, his body shaking and his breathing ragged as you cum hard. You continue to fuck him until both of you are completely satisfied, his hole throbbing and his hole covered in your cum. He shakes, watching how your cum spouts out of his abused hole while you exit his body. You take a breathless look around before finally finding what you were looking for. Dick rests there, clinging to the sheets as your cum ceaselessly pours out of him like a waterfall.

“What…what are you looking at?” Dick exhales and sits up, trying to figure out what had you so distracted. You, on the other hand, completely ignored him while attempting to perfectly angle the stand-up mirror. “Come here,” You finally say, Dick hesitantly but shakily approaching where you were. He stands there awkwardly, taking a quick glance at himself before you position him with his back arched, hands against the mirror, and ass protruding. You stand behind him, your hands on his hips. “I know you and I are both fed up with the constant flirting... So, how about I remind you who I care about the most? And you better look closely because I’m only going to do this with you, Grayson.” You stroke yourself, one hand gently rubbing circles into his hips while getting hard. Dick tries hard not to smile, his happiness far too big to contain. At the end of the day, he knew you were his, and the fact that you confirmed it with mirror sex made it even better.

Dick’s breath hitches as you steadily ease yourself into his welcoming hole that practically begged for you. He lets out a hoarse moan, his fingers attempting to grasp the glass of the mirror, his teeth gritting as you slowly sink deeper into him, sucking on his earlobe while cursing under your breath. You found yourself tightening your grip on his hips, tight enough to leave a red mark, while retracting your head as a saliva string follows suit, breaking when you start kissing his shoulder blade. Dick can only respond to every move you make. Once you’re both at ease, you begin with slow thrusts, pushing his head down until it touches the mirror, Dick’s arm raised high and mighty as you gradually gain speed. Dick squirms and moans as you get him rounded up, lightly smacking his ass and sending shivers down his spine. He balls up his fists as you press against him harder, your smacks getting deadlier with each powerful thrust against the ripples of his ass.

The sensations are electric as you spank him harder, Dick’s skin on fire under your palm. He whimpers loudly now, moaning in ecstasy as you quicken the pace even more, one hand tangling in his hair and pulling gently while the other rubs circles on the nape of his neck. You slam into him hard now, both of you desperate and Dick whines, feeling your hips sloppily press against him in a rhythmic series of thrusts that transports him to his own peaceful version of heaven, the burning sensation from his ass spreading throughout his body and returning to reality when you give him a powerful thrust, a cry of your name leaving his pretty lips. The feeling of your body slamming into his sends a shiver down his spine and a moan slipping past his lips. His brain can barely process anything else as you fuck him hard, his knees going weak at the sheer force you’re using. You suck on his neck, your tongue licking over the hickeys you left there as you pound into him. He can barely take it, his body trembling and his bottom lip trembling as you take him to new heights.

At first, you were gentle with him, taking your time as you fucked him slow and deep. But now, there was no turning back – you were going to fuck him hard and make him cum harder than he ever had before. His torso was pressed against the mirror, head slightly tilted back in ecstasy as you pounded into him over and over. His cock felt amazing wrapped around your hand, stroking it as you fucked him. He was moaning loudly now, begging for more and more as you gave it to him. “You look so pretty, y’know?” Your voice was hoarse and dripping with arousal as you whispered in his ear. All he could do was whine and beg for you to give him what he wanted. He knew he looked like a slut, but he didn’t care. He was too horny to care about anything else. You continue to tug on his head, making his hair messy and his stomach flutter with butterflies. He moans and rolls his head back, surrendering to your touch.

He opens his mouth, and you can see the desire in his eyes. Your lips touch, and an electric-like touch spreads through both of you as your tongues wrap around each other. You kiss sloppily, but it feels amazing. You feel intoxicated by the touch of each other, and you can’t help but want more. He clasps your bottom lip between his teeth and tugs gently, before diving back in for another heated kiss. You can feel the sparks igniting between your bodies, setting them ablaze with desire. With each movement you made on him, Dick felt his orgasm building up faster and faster. He couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as your intoxicating kisses, heavenly thrusts, and teasing strokes sent him over the edge. With a loud cry, he came hard and fast, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.

You still fucked him into the mess you created, making him whine as he couldn’t handle it. Dick quivered and tried to withstand on his own two feet but he could barely do it. He struggled to stay on his feet, his knees wobbling beneath him. Every muscle in his thighs burned, but he willed himself to keep going. You let go, spilling yourself deep inside of him as Dick rode you through your climax. It was earth-shattering, and the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced. You clung to him tightly as you rode it out together, your bodies intertwined.

“God, you’re amazing,” You exhaled and collapsed back into the bed, pulling him with you. You both lay there for a few moments, catching your breath. Then, you both started to smile uncontrollably. “I don’t anybody else but you.” You gaze into his eyes, gently caressing his face while applying gentle kisses to his chaste lips. He gives a weak smile, silently laughing before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, closing his eyes to rest. You hold him to you, not wanting to let go.

He relaxes into you, his body slowly giving in to the fatigue that has been slowly creeping up on him. After a few minutes, he finally succumbs to sleep, his breathing even and calm. You hold him close, not wanting to let him go.

He was relieved to know that you were truly dedicated to him.

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gffa · 10 months

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I am ready to make my BATFAMILY problem everyone else’s problem again, I have just woken up and I am choosing violence. And by violence, I mean that a whole bunch of these fics made me laugh or wriggle around in pure love for these chaos gremlins or just straight up cried my way through like 30k+ of fic in one night and I want everyone else to experience that same gamut of emotion. Especially because I have a Dick Grayson Problem and I’m going to make you all deal with that, but in return, you all get to make me deal with your Jason Problem, your Tim Problem, your Damian Problem, etc., because now those problems are my problems, too. So you may have to scroll a bit to find what you’re looking for, but I hope there will be some fun stuff for almost every Bat character here, and I’m tearing my way through as much fic as I can as fast as I can, but if you want to make more fic my problem in return, please feel free. What else is fandom for, if not for trying to make each other cry four times in a 10k fic? BATFAM FIC RECS - BABY DICK IS THE CUTEST FERAL ROBIN I’M NOT HEARING ANY ARGUMENTS: ✦ terrible sting, terrible storm by daringyounggrayson, dick & bruce & harvey, 3.2k Bruce takes in a five-year-old Dick Grayson, and Harvey offers his two cents. ✦ Telescopes and Ladders by RenaRoo, dick & bruce, 5.3k Alfred leaves for England on business and leaves the Manor to Bruce and a young Dick for a week. Bruce realizes he doesn’t know how to Adult for a child on his own. ✦ When the Bough Breaks by SKH, dick & bruce & alfred, 6.2k Dick’s first year at Wayne Manor ✦ Training Wheels by kuonji, dick & bruce & alfred, 2.6k Alfred finds himself in turns bemused, horrified, and exasperated, as their temporary houseguest to Wayne Manor becomes so much more. ✦ Cling-On by Bjurnberg, dick & bruce & justice league, 1.8k Robin is clinging onto Batman’s leg, refusing to let go - and Batman is hiding him under the cape during a Justice League meeting. ✦ Beam Me Up (I don’t want to be alone anymore) by laydowntoearth, dick & bruce & justice league, 3.9k Dick didn’t like this silence. Not at all. But Bruce was at a meeting at the Watchtower. And he couldn’t just break into the Watchtower. Right? ✦ sunshowers by emavee, dick & bruce, 3.7k Bruce learns how to show physical affection to the kid in his care. There’s a bit of a learning curve, but he and Dick are in it together. ✦ Without a Mask by CamsthiSky, dick & bruce, 2.3k In which Dick is kidnapped for the very first time and Bruce swears he’s going to have a heart attack. ✦ Hello Fadduh by lurkinglurkerwholurks, dick & bruce, 2.2k Camp had seemed like a good idea at the time. So maybe sleepaway hadn’t been a part of Bruce’s childhood, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be part of Dick’s. ✦ A Close One by blizzard, dick & bruce & alfred, 3.2k Twenty-three year old Bruce is new at being a dad and is learning how to balance parenting and being a billionaire philanthropist playboy. He ends up taking his six year old to a cocktail party despite Alfred’s protests, and runs into some trouble. Naturally. ✦ night terrors by glassofwater, dick & bruce & alfred, 3.5k Bruce doesn’t know what to do. How do you help someone when you haven’t helped yourself? More to the point, how can he even begin to think of helping someone so small? BATFAM FIC RECS - ADULT BATSON AND BATDAD ARE MY KRYPTONITE, I FOLD LIKE WET CARDBOARD FOR THEM: ✦ Chirp by SpaceWall, dick & bruce & batfam, 3.2k When Dick’s siblings learn he was never actually adopted by Bruce they attempt the most logical option. A parent sibling trap. ✦ The Game by myrina-lux, dick & bruce & cast, 17.3k wip After a long night patrolling, Dick returns home to find an unwelcome message. The young hero decides to view it as a challenge, however, and begins a sly game with his mentor. ✦ Trade Your Heroes for Ghosts by CaramelMachete, dick & bruce, 1k The day after Nightwing’s shooting, Batman sits by his bedside and waits. ✦ Plan B by Fleur_de_Violette, dick & bruce & cast, 2.9k Dick was sure no part of the perfect plan Batman and Red Robin had set involved Nightwing clinging to a raft in the middle of an angry Gotham sea. But, well. Things didn’t always go according to the plan did they? ✦ like brothers on a hotel bed by daringyounggrayson, dick & bruce, 7.9k Dick and Bruce have been on shaky terms for a while, but they realize that none of that matters when they’re both captured on an impromptu team-up. To make matters worse, one of their captors has a grudge against Dick, who already isn’t at the top of his game due to injuries. Separated, Bruce can only watch and hope that someone finds them before it’s too late. ✦ Smile by glassofwater, dick & bruce, ~1k Sometimes, Bruce can’t help but miss his son’s old smiles. ✦ cut down by Squishychickies, dick & bruce & jason & alfred & damian, 4.1k Maybe I am sad, he thinks, if only because it’s smart to go down that avenue before discounting it entirely. Scientists are open to all possible conclusions. Perhaps Dick is, in fact, sad. Dick is depressed. He has Bruce’s support. ✦ After the Wake by nighhtwing (divineauthor), dick & bruce & alfred & jason & cast, 1.6k Fathers should not bury their children. Or: When Jason dies, Dick comes home, and Bruce muses on being a parent. BATFAM FIC RECS - EVERYBODY LOVES DICK: ✦ When Destiny Doesn’t Care by withthekeyisking, dick & bruce & damian & jason & cast, read the tags, 9.9k Breeches are opening all across the world, admitting people randomly from other Earths. One such person is Dick Grayson. Or, as he’s better known on Earth-2950, Deathstroke. ✦ When it Rains by sElkieNight60, dick & bruce & jason & tim & damian & cassandra, 7.7k “What about yourself, Richard?” asks the reporter, widening her own insincere smile to match as she turns her torso half an inch towards him. “As the eldest I am sure you are simply overjoyed to have your brother back but, might I ask: why is it, do you think, that you are the only one of Mister Wayne’s children that he hasn’t formally adopted?” ✦ I broke free on a Saturday morning by daringyounggrayson, dick & roy & bruce & cast, 10k Spring break is coming up, but between a canceled family vacation and an ongoing fight with Bruce, Dick’s not exactly looking forward to it. He decides that the only way to get through the two-week break with his sanity intact is by taking an unauthorized road trip to California. He convinces Roy to come with him, conveniently leaving out the fact that Dick doesn’t have permission from Bruce to go. Everything goes well up until it doesn’t. ✦ One More Day by EagleInFlight, dick & damian & john/mary & jason & tim & alfred, 12.6k Damian saves a dog—who was a goddess of the dead in disguise. She offers him a gift: the chance to spend a week with a deceased loved one. Damian decides to give his gift to someone else. /OR/ Dick Grayson reunites with his parents. ✦ Skating is something you don’t do in Gotham by glassofwater, dick & bruce & damian & cast, 4.6k Winter in Gotham isn’t always pleasant, and trying to wait out a drug deal in below freezing temperatures makes it all the more unbearable. It would have been tolerable, at least somewhat, if he had seen the ice. ✦ starlight raining over me by charcoal_moon, dick & hal & wally & barry & jinx & cast, 23.6k The Flying Graysons fall in Coast City instead of Gotham, and Dick Grayson’s path to heroism involves a hell of a lot more faith, trust, and alien tech than anyone ever expected. ✦ i want to wake up (i hate this dream) by CamsthiSky, dick & alfred, 2.3k Sometimes, Dick feels like a zombie. Like he’s the walking dead. Like nothing will ever be good again. Sometimes, he takes too much weight onto his shoulders, and he never puts it down. There’s a point where he crumbles to dust underneath all that weight, and there’s nothing for him to do but ride the breakdown and wait until he can bear the weight and start the whole process over again. ✦ if you just call me by BeatriceEagle, dick & donna & cast, 9.1k Dick and Donna, after the action, through the years. BATFAM FIC RECS - JASON TODD IS AN ASSHOLE CAT, I’M GONNA THROW HIM AT DICK BECAUSE IT’S FUNNY (AND MAYBE SOME OF HIS OTHER SIBLINGS TOO): ✦ Where Dick and Jason Argue Because They Love Each Other by CamsthiSky, dick & jason, 2k Dick gets hurt and both him and Jason make “Your Face” jokes, because sometimes you gotta distract yourself from dying with dumb sibling bickering. ✦ hot wheels by envysparkler, dick & jason & bruce, 4.1k Jason tries his luck stealing tires in Bludhaven. It doesn’t go any better. BATFAM FIC RECS - DICK AND DAMIAN WERE THE BEST BATMAN & ROBIN, I’M NOT HEARING ARGUMENTS ABOUT THAT EITHER: ✦ Tidied by BrickSheep, dick & damian & bruce, 1.1k Damian doesn’t complain when Dick fusses over his clothing. Bruce doesn’t know what to think of it. It’s nothing like the uncompliant son he knew. ✦ When You’re The One Who’s Loved by fishfingersandjellybabies, dick & damian & tim, 1.9k Damian doesn’t understand why Dick is so upset. Tim does, though. ✦ bedtime passed by renecdote, dick & damian, 1.2k Dick returns from patrol and finds his Robin waiting up for him. He carries Dami to bed and things get fluffy. ✦ Wheel and Blade by Kieron_ODuibhir, dick & damian, 2.4k Damian was waiting in the penthouse when Dick got there, all expectant expression and confrontational stance. Dick closed the door behind him and let himself be confronted. “You didn’t get expelled,” he announced. This was, unsurprisingly, not greeted with relief. (In our house there are many legacies.) ✦ what life without you’s like by dizarys, dick & damian & alfred & bruce, 1.3k Dick threw the door open, leaping over the hood of the Batmobile and wrenching open the passenger door. His cowl was already down, letting Alfred see the undiluted fear on his face as he reached into the car. “He only stopped screaming a few minutes ago. I think he made himself pass out.” Alfred’s gut twisted when Dick straightened, Robin cradled in his arms. ✦ Just a Little TLC by fishfingersandjellybabies, dick & damian, 1.7k Dick was not sick. Really. He was fine. Fine! ✦ When Dick Met Dick by pupeez4eva, dick & damian, time travel, 1k Rebellious, teenage, Nightwing!Dick travels to the future and meets doting, overprotective, Batman!Dick. Time-travel fic. BATFAM FIC RECS - BATKIDS ALL HAVE MANY SIBLINGS AND THEY’RE ALL PETTY ASSHOLES AND/OR WONDERFUL BABIES AND I LOVE THEM WITH MY WHOLE BEING: ✦ The Return by silverwhittlingknife, dick & tim & cast, 10.8k “Tim? Can you open your eyes for me?“ It takes a bit, but Tim must be at least sort of coherent, because he blinks obediently. Dark, dark eyes, dilated. Concussion, almost for sure. Both pupils are equally large, so they’ve avoided a worse injury. But his eyes aren’t tracking or focusing, lost in space. “Tim, do you know where you are?” Tim’s forehead is all tense, like he’s thinking hard. “I,” he hazards after a long moment, “I fell?” Red Robin 11 and 12, from Dick’s POV. Tim comes home. ✦ you are somebody’s baby; some mother held you near by nosecoffee, bruce & dick & jason & tim & cast, 11.9k “Oh my god,” Nightwing whispers, echoing through their comms like a twig snapping underfoot when you’re trying to be silent. He and Batgirl go stiff and silent, barely daring to breathe. “B, oh my god. How many…?” The tone in his voice — he sounds like he’s about to cry. There were six kids on our radar, Jason thinks, erratically. Six. “I don’t know, Nightwing.” ✦ and the shapes that you drew may change beneath a different light by popsunner, tim & damian (& dick), 5.4k Damian is around a lot more since Dick died, hovering like he’s looking for something that isn’t here anymore. It’s alright. Tim is used to playing the part of ghosts. Or: Dick is dead. Things change ✦ utter my love by dizarys, tim & bruce & dick & jason & damian & tim/bernard, 5.6k “Dick!” Bernard greeted him with a smile. A heartbeat later, it melted away. Bernard’s knuckles went white around the edge of the door. “What happened?” Dick didn’t know what he’d done to give it away but there was no point in beating around the bush. “Tim’s been shot.” The aftermath of Tim’s injury in Batman #125 ✦ long distance by unchosenone, dick & tim, 1.6k Six months—months—radio silence, and Tim is calling him. Dick doesn’t even know where Tim is. He scrambles for the phone. ✦ A Smile Safecrackers Understand by chapstickaddict, clark/bruce/diana & dick & jason & tim & duke & cast, 44.6k wip Seven times a Justice League member helped out a BatFam kid, making a reluctant friend for life in Bruce Wayne. And one time he thanked them for it. ✦ We’ve Taken Different Paths, Traveled Different Roads by Sohotthateveryonedied, dick & tim, 2.2k Dick is suddenly very awake. He bolts upright, staring at the dimly lit figure. “Tim?” “Hi, Dick,” Tim whispers. He isn’t in uniform for once, instead wearing a pair of sweats and a shirt that Dick recognizes as one of Bruce’s. Dick was wondering where that went. “Jesus, kid,” Dick exhales, an uncertain mixture of disbelief and bafflement. “What are you doing here?” Tim and Dick are still in a fight of sorts, or are they? Have they made up yet, or is the terrain still cracked? Dick wants so badly to ask, but just having Tim in the same room as him is already more than Dick could have hoped he’d get. ✦ Subject Hostile, Proceed with Caution by emiv, bruce/selina & dick & jason & tim, 1.1k Bruce preps the boys for an upcoming mission. (Post-TLYS) ✦ Shock the Monkey by TheResurrectionist, hal & jason & damian & batkids & background clark/bruce, 5.9k Hal Jordan babysits the Batfamily for a day. It goes about as well as expected. BATFAM FIC RECS - I WILL DIE ON THE HILL THAT TIM DRAKE’S TRUE LOVE INTEREST IS CONNER KENT AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME, NOT EVEN GOD: ✦ Your Horoscope For Today by anthologia, tim/kon, NSFW, ~1k Kon develops the ability to heal people with his dick. No, really. ✦ Non-Public Displays of Affection by irrelevant, tim/kon, NSFW, 4.7k It’s all about the shirt. No, really. ✦ To Touch and Be Touched by Merelymine, tim/kon, NSFW, 2.5k He has to—he needs to get away, and it would be funny if he wasn’t so turned on. ✦ Under Pressure by orphan_account, tim/kon, NSFW, fuck or die, 5.4k Tim is poisoned by aliens who want to see see how humans mate. Kon is the only one in the cell with him and they both struggle with their emotions as they try to work out what to do. ✦ A Night In by Musafir, tim/kon & bruce & dick & jason & damian, 5.9k In which Tim attends a remote meeting with the BatClan and inadvertently learns that they have all given his husband the Bat version of The Talk. ✦ time flies by by Laroyena, tim/kon & clark & lex & jon, 6.5k Jon Kent is Superboy. Tim’s gut instinct tells him that’s wrong. (Timkon fix-it where reboot!Tim misses Kon like a phantom limb. And then he gets him back.) ✦ good for you by Anonymous, tim/kon, NSFW, 3k Tim can sometimes be a little shit, but Kon has gotten pretty good at reading his moods. Besides, they both kind of like it. ✦ Boss Me Around by egg_thief, tim/kon, NSFW, transmasc!tim, dom/sub elements, 2k Tim suddenly pulls away. “I didn’t tell you to move,” he muses, his voice dangerously low. “I need you to be a good boy, ok?” Kon swallows, his mouth having gone dry at Tim’s words. When and where did he learn all of-? Never mind. It doesn’t matter. What matters is the way that his words make Kon’s dick jump, his heart quickening in pace. ✦ Top Shelf Goods by JpegDotJpeg, tim/kon & cassie & bart, 4k Or, Tim pretends to be Conner’s boyfriend, just to help him avoid unwanted attention. Because that’s what friends do. Pretend to be romantically involved even though they are definitely not interested in each other in that way and it would totally never happen. Definitely. ✦ Take My Word for It by rotasha, tim/kon, NSFW, 8.6k Tim has been hiding his mental health problems from Kon. Kon can tell something is wrong when it starts affecting their relationship. He may be out of his depth, but he’ll do whatever he can to make his boyfriend happy. BATFAM FIC RECS - TAKE THE ANGST DIAL, TURN IT UP TO ELEVEN, AND BREAK THE KNOB OFF, THAT’S WHAT I’M HERE FOR: ✦ Spill of the War by 2012bookworm, dick & jason & tim & cast, read the tags at the end of the fic, 64.2k It takes a second, but the realization Jason comes to is horrifying. “You dosed yourself. With Joker venom.” Tim nods, still smiling, still shivering. At least the laughter has tapered off, not that that really makes this better, not that anything could make this better. ✦ the primacy of personal conscience by birdsofthesoul, dick & jason & tim & damian & bruce & cast, 26.5k Or: Dick, his family, and the moral morass of a wishing well. ✦ The Return by lurkinglurkerwholurks, bruce & dick & jason & tim & damian & cass & alfred & cast, 52.5k What the comics neglected to cover after Bruce returns from being lost in time. ✦ Whumptober 2021 by dizarys, bruce & dick & jason & tim & damian & barbara & cass & steph & alfred, 42k Jason tried to tighten his hold but blood made Dick’s gauntlet too slick. His hand slipped free. A wordless, desperate sound clawed its way out of Jason’s throat as Dick tumbled towards the murky water. Without hesitation Jason let go, plummeting after him. ✦ When it Rains by vellaphoria, dick & tim & cass, read the tags, 5.7k After Cass and Tim return from Paris, something seems… wrong. Dick tries to find out what it is.

#lumi.txt #dc #batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #cassandra cain #conner kent #donna troy #alfred pennyworth #timkon #fic recs #batman fic recs #long post

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mistergreatbones · 5 months

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Batfam X Encanto AU, with powers decided by their ages (it kinda got away from me at the end)

As the baby of the family, Damian gets Antonio’s animal speaking powers and absolutely is living his best life

Skipping Duke since he has his own powers already, we have Tim as Mirabel and Steph as Camilo. As tempting as it would be to switch them, I think there’s great angst potential in Steph never being sure if Bruce actually values her or just finds her powers useful.

Also angst in Tim being the only one without powers having to work to prove himself and Bruce being terrified as Jason has Luisa’s strength and was still struck down.

Outside of that Jason’s power doesn’t change that much, neither does Dick with Isabela’s powers, just now uses vines to swing around. Cass is a bit weird because she’d have Delores’ power, so now you have a girl who hears everything but can’t understand it. I mean it’d be helpful in the field, but I imagine it would get overstimulating quickly, especially trying to focus on one conversation while she’s just starting to learn English.

Finally we have Alfred, Barbara, and Bruce. I picked a random triplet for each since they’re the oldest, so Alfred gets magic healing cooking, obvs, Babs gets Bruno’s powers to match her Oracle branding (we’re not gonna talk about how this affects the killing joke or how Bruno made prophecies for others but never for himself ok?), and Bruce gets Pepa’s powers.

I mean like in a meta way Gotham was literally made to reflect Bruce's mental state, but what if that was true in universe? What if it's rained everyday since that night in the alley? What if you're trying to fix a city and you can't even fix your own brain? What if you're just making it worse? Worse weather, worse conditions, worse things you're willing to do to get out.

What if you're Batman, with an unreadable face, yet your emotion can be read on a thermometer?

What if you can't feel it in the Watchtower, but the weather warms up when you tell that old Bat a joke? What if the skies clear up when he knows you're flying to him?

What if you're Dick Grayson who can make the sunshine with your smiles? What if you're used to getting rained on when you try to talk?

What if you're Jason Todd, and the rainbow you once made only come out in the reflection on the hailstones he drops every time they mention your name? What if you once wanted nothing but thunder clouds, but now you want lightening to strike at everything but you?

What if you're Tim Drake, holding back a hurricane? Stephanie, reasoning with fog? Alfred, who's given up trying to change him, just grateful when it drizzles instead of snows?

What if you've mastered control as best you could and it's still not enough? What if you're trying to be some sunny playboy when all you want is to be a kid again? Could you keep it from pouring down on everything you love? Could you stop your rain from eroding everyone down?

#leo says shit #batfam #bruce wayne #encanto crossover #damian wayne #Tim drake #stephanie brown #jason todd #cassandra cain #dick grayson #barbara gordon #alfred pennyworth #tagging all the bats cept Duke cuz I think there’s au potential I just focused on Bruce #batfam au #the hurricane is a reference to Tim trying to stop b from being violent and fog is a reference to b not listening to Steph #ALSO I’m probably gonna be offline for a bit so:#anyone has blanket permission to use this idea #just credit where you got it from + tag me so I can see it later

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jasonsmirrorball · 6 months

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SUNSHINE, BABY JASON TODD

↳ beach day with roommate!jason ft. older brother dickothy grayson

The sun beats down on the pavement and Jason grumbles as the both of you pile into the car. Behind you, his older brother follows, chatting a mile a minute excitedly. You catch Jason’s eye in the rear mirror, and bite back a laugh. Your roommate does very little to hide the disgust he feels at his brother’s ‘beach fit’–an obscenely printed button up he leaves open, and board shorts that clash terribly. The rubber floaty he packs into the boot squeaks when he closes the trunk and you think Jason might burst a blood vessel.

“Dickwad,” he seethes. “We are not bringing that to the beach.”

You settle comfortably into the backseat of Jason’s car, digging out the paperback in your bag and your headphones. It’s still early in the morning, and the beach is a bit of a drive away. You don’t plan to have any part in their squabble. When Dick begins to needle him, you’re glad to have thought ahead.

On first meeting Dick, you had thought it extremely unfair that your annoyingly attractive roommate had an equally attractive older brother–who was in charge of this? Seriously. The man had smiled a megawatt grin at you, and you’d mumbled out your name pathetically.

Jason hadn’t been impressed. He’d been even less impressed when you’d struck up a friendship with his older brother.

“Consider this payback for Roy,” the older man had said, slinging an arm around your shoulder in a move that was probably too familiar for only having met you moments prior, but you hadn’t minded too much, especially when you’d caught a look at Jason’s quickly reddening face.

In the end, Jason wins and the floatie does not make the trip to the beach on pain of being deflated with a sharp object that he definitely should not have in his car. You keep that observation to yourself, but privately share an incredulous look with his brother.

An hour or so later, you’re glad to push yourself out of the car. The smell of brine hits your nose first, the heat on your skin following close behind. Dick and Jason, still in the front seat, have not shut up for a moment since you’d left the city, and you lean down to peer through the open passenger seat window.

“No, you–hello there, sweetheart,” Dick cuts himself off, smiling prettily at you. You raise your brows at him, sweeping your gaze to Jason who sits in the driver’s seat, frowning at his brother.

“Are you guys going to sit the car the entire time?” you ask. “If you wanted to bicker I could’ve come by myself.”

Jason raises his eyebrows at your tone, leaning over the console to retort, “You wouldn’t have come by yourself. You refused to go to the store yesterday because I didn’t want to come.”

You scowl at him when Dick snickers at the comment. “Shut up and get out.”

Jason holds his hands up defensively, but gets out nonetheless and you move away. “So touchy.”

Dick takes off for the water the moment you get your things set up, leaving you with your roommate. You have to avert your eyes when Jason pulls his shirt off, rooting through the icebox distractedly so he doesn’t see your expression.

“Did you pack the watermelon slices?” you ask, and almost jump ten feet high when Jason’s bare shoulder brushes against your side, warm and soft. He smells like sunscreen, and you stiffen when he doesn’t pull away, either uncaring or ignorant to his skin touching yours.

“Yeah,” he rumbles. “Should be in there, lemme look–here.”

He pulls out the container, buried under ice and several bottles of water, and passes it to you. You brighten, opening the lid and picking out a slice, passing one to Jason before reaching for one yourself.

The juice rolls down your wrist, sweet against your tongue. You settle against your totebag, the makeshift pillow supporting your back. The sun is hot against your skin, but a light breeze flutters through the air, skittering along your arms and legs pleasantly.

The beach isn’t too crowded, and you’re glad for the lack of screaming families, dozing in and out of sleep to the sound of the waves, warm and sleepy. When you open your eyes, you’re not sure how much time has passed but Jason is still next to you. He lays on his stomach, your paperback laid before him.

He looks over, and laughs.

“Have a nice nap?”

“Yes, actually,” you say, sitting up and stretching. His eyes follow your movements. “Have you been here this whole time? Where’s Dick?”

A quick glance at the shoreline shows no sight of the older man.

“Chill, it’s only been a few minutes. He went to go get ice cream from that store a few minutes away, should be back soon,” Jason informs you, attention back on the book and turning the page. There’s a grin stretching across his face that you don’t like the look of, cocksure and mischievous. “Didn’t know this was the kind of stuff you were into.”

You lunge for the book, suddenly recalling its contents, but Jason holds you back easily with one arm.

“It’s not bad,” he says, but you can see a cheshire cat grin on his face.

“You are such an ass,” you hiss, pinching his arm. “Get a hobby.”

“Reading is a hobby, sweetness,” he laughs.

“Loser,” you mutter, shoving him once more for good measure before turning away. “I’m going to go swim.”

“Not without putting on sunscreen you’re not,” he says, not even looking up from your book. He reaches into his bag and pulls out the tube, passing it over to you. You roll your eyes even as you accept it.

Dick approaches as you’re slathering the lotion on your face, a rapidly melting ice-cream in his hands, and Jason looks up. He screws his nose up at the green sticking to his hands, mint chocolate chip pitifully sliding under the weight of the sun.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Dick says cheerfully, throwing himself down onto the blanket and you can’t help but laugh when his treat threatens to spill over the side of his cone.

“Gag me now,” Jason mutters, and you roll your eyes when they begin to bicker once more–this time on the merits of different ice cream flavours. When chocolate chip and strawberry prove to be too volatile of a conversation subject, you smack Jason’s leg, drawing his attention away from strangling his older brother.

“You both are so juvenile,” you say, adding before Jason can retort, “Help me with this sunscreen.”

He pulls a face at your demanding tone, scowling but accepting the bottle you hand him, gesturing for you to come closer. You shuffle forward until you’re sat in front of him.

“You’ve got no manners, you know that?” he tells you crossly, and you crack a grin at Dick, whose eyebrows have flown into his hairline. The sunscreen is cold against your back, but his hands are warm as he smooths it in, and you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, whatever.”

“You wanna do this yourself?” he demands and you sigh.

“You’re such an asshole, man,” Dick laughs and you nod your head.

“Hey–shut up, dickhead,” Jason snaps and your eyes widen, craning your head over your shoulder to look at him.

“What is wrong with you both?” you exclaim. “Like, seriously.”

“Would you chill out?” Jason’s thumbs dig into your spine and you bite back the urge to let out a sigh when he works out a knot. Dick’s miffed face changes, grinning at something over your shoulder. You can’t see Jason’s expression, but his smile is unnerving, and you shift in your seat uncomfortably. “You’re worse than Bruce.”

“No offence to your dad,” you bite back, reaching behind to pinch the skin of Jason’s knee. “But there’s no way I’m worse than him.”

You’ve met the man before. Bruce Wayne has, on multiple occasions, offered to outfit your entire apartment in state of the art security technology, and you’re not so sure he hasn’t succeeded, despite both your and Jason’s declinations.

Dick tilts his head thoughtfully, and nods. “Yeah,” he lets out a breath. “He freaks out if we breathe wrong.”

“I wonder why,” you mutter.

“‘M done,” Jason announces, patting your back–though he could be lighter about it, you fall forward under the weight of his blow. He’s grinning when you look over your shoulder with a scowl, but you decide the weather is all too pleasant to let your dickhead roommate get to you. You settle for flipping him off childishly, and scramble up from the blanket.

Despite the warmth, the water is cold, and your breath hitches as it rushes over your feet. It takes some getting used to, and by the time you’ve waded knee deep, you hear Jason’s voice from behind you.

“What are you waiting for?”

“It’s cold,” you reply, eyes on the water even as he comes up by your side. He snickers, shoulder bumping into yours.

“Wuss.”

There’s something in his tone you can’t quite place and then, before you know it, the ground is falling away from you as you’re picked up. A scream startles out of your throat when Jason gathers you in his arms and wades further into the water, laughing despite the hits you’ve begun to land on him.

“Put me down, you idiot! You’re gonna get us both drowned!”

“You sure you want me to do that?” he asks, and you slap his shoulder, clutching him tighter when he pretends to drop you.

“I’m going to kill you,” you grit out, but you can’t deny the way your face flushes, adrenaline spiking at the press of his warm skin against yours, water rushing around the both of you.

The afternoon bleeds away in a slow, thick haze, saltwater soaking your limbs and the sun beating down against the sand, clinging to you in flecks. Jason lets go of you eventually, Dick wades back in and you laugh yourself hoarse fending off the waves they send your way.

The water you’d packed is sweeter somehow, you’re convinced, cold and spilling from the lip of the bottle as you tip it towards your mouth. The beach towels are warm beneath your skin, and you shiver a little as a breeze skitters through the sand, cooling against your still damp skin. Next to you, Jason makes his way through the container of fruit, periodically handing you a cherry, or a slice of watermelon. Dick lies next to you, dozing off under the sun. You think you spot a suspiciously reddening strip of skin on the back of his neck, and move the sun shade so he’s covered.

When you let out a yawn, Jason looks over, mouth quirking.

“Time to go?”

“Think so,” you affirm, stifling another yawn. The sun leaves you drowsy, and by the time you all manage to get everything packed up and trudge back up to where the car is–Jason kicking Dick awake, much to the latter’s chagrin–your limbs feel leaden.

You’re barely turning out of the beach road before your eyes are slipping closed, skin flushed and pleasantly warmed. With Jason’s hoodie strewn over your lap as a makeshift blanket, the air conditioning whirs quietly and you’re lulled into sleep.

#jay my heart #roommate!jason #jasonsmirrorball #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader

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inkdrinkerworld · 2 months

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may i request reverse comfort with dick grayson??

or something where he takes care of reader and protects them.

Oh oh I have a thought!!! Dick x shy Team doctor!reader after an attack at the compound.

“It’s never this way round,” Dick says as he ushers you to the medical room with a hand firmly pressed to your thigh.

“No,” your teeth are gritted and you can feel your pulse hammering and the blood rushing through your head.

“On a scale of one to amputation, how bad is it?” He asks and you scoff, a sound that quickly turns into a gasp as Dick sets you on the work table.

“Like a six, Dick. It’s mostly surface level.” You say, teeth still gritted as you move his hand and take a peek at the wound. “Okay, maybe a little deeper than surface.”

Dick looks piqued. There’s a wrinkle between his eyebrows and his usual quick witted quips fall short. “Deep enough for needles or butterfly stitches?” There’s a hint of panic in his words if you listen closely. Which you aren’t doing.

“Needles just to be safe,” Dick hands you a pack of them and a pair of scissors, a grimace set on his face. “You don’t have to stay for this. I can stitch myself up.”

He shakes his head. “You got laser-beamed in your thigh because you were trying to get between me and Darkseid- that was stupid by the way.”

You shrug, “What was he even doing here? Thought he was more of Clark’s problem?”

He bats your hand away from your thigh and grabs gauze and some rubbing alcohol. “He is, but you know, one member of the Justice League’s problem is a problem for all of them.”

You hiss when he presses the cold gauze into your thigh and he murmurs a soft apology.

“Will he be back?” Dick thinks your adrenaline is just coming down and you’re starting to think a little clearer. It also lends to the fear bleeding into your words.

“Probably, but you won’t be here when he does, gorgeous.”

You frown, “I won’t?” Maybe it’s the way you ask, that soft insecurity in your tone that makes Dick pause.

“Hey, not like that. The Bat has a million safe houses, so do I. You can choose where you want to go, yeah?”

Your frown doesn’t move an inch. “How safe would I be in a place with no one else? What if it’s compromised and I’m there alone.”

Dick sets the gauze down and takes the tools from your hands. His fingers push your hair away from your face and stroke your cheeks. “Hey, hey. You’re snowballing, baby.”

You take a deep breath and sag against him. “I just,” you pause. “I don’t want to be somewhere new all alone.” He rubs your back and squeezes your shoulders before sitting on your rolling chair.

Dick threads the needle as he sits and makes full eye contact with you as he starts the stitch. “You won’t be alone,”

You shake your head, leaning back on your palms. “A house full of people I don’t know? I’ll be alone, Dick.”

He shakes his head, “I’ll come with you, if you want.” He knows this could all just be fear, that the fear of something worse happening is running circles in your mind right now, but he does mean it. “It’ll help us get closer.” The joke does its job in making you smile- especially when his eyebrows dance.

You watch him close the hole on your thigh in silence for a little while before saying, “Will you bring your movies?”

Dick’s smile is gargantuan as he closes off the stitch. “And whatever else you want me to, but I should tell you I feel offended that you don’t think my sparkling personality would be enough entertainment.”

“I never said that,” you slap his arm as he stands, watching as he reaches for a gauze pad to wrap over the wound.

Dick’s hands settle at your waist, “I’m serious about you getting in front of me being dumb. You can’t do that again,” his eyes are all serious as he looks at you and you realise then that he’d actually been terrified. “I can take a hit, yeah?”

You nod, chewing the inside of your cheek to stop from saying something silly. Like confessing your love for him when it could be dismissed as your adrenaline. Or knowing Dick, he wouldn’t stop teasing you ever about how you confessed after he played doctor and it was a violation of patient doctor relationship rules.

“Not that there’s ever going to be a time where you get the chance to do it again.” You roll your eyes. “I’ll make some time to teach you some hand to hand combat if you insist on being part time vigilante though.”

“With who?” If he says himself you’re going to go ablaze. You really are.

He saves you the real embarrassment by flashing you a smug grin but all it does it twist your belly up in knots and make your chest squeeze at how much you like him.

“Wanna tell me what to pack or are we not there yet?” You laugh then, a soft sound that makes Dick feel like he’d just found out the best cyber related information.

“We aren’t there, Dick. But help me down and I’ll show you to my stash of cookies- if they’re not blown to bits.”

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Babies shouldn't grow up ☆ Jason Todd & GN!Reader (PT.5)

What does Jason do after he tries his best and fails spectacularly to keep his nosy family away from his kid? Make sure he is still your favorite when everyone starts spoiling you rotten, of course. [PART ONE ♤ PART TWO ♤ PART THREE ♤ PART FOUR ♤ PART FIVE ♤ PART SIX]

Pairings: Platonic Jason Todd & Child GN!Reader / Batfamily & Child GN!Reader

When everything was said and done, Jason explaining why he didn't want to expose you to more dangers by introducing you but also the reason why he felt compelled to be honest with you about their identities, the bats soon started to try and bond with you

Dick was the first one, as always, and introduced himself as "little wing's one and only older brother"

You giggled when Jason groaned at that, embarrassed, and Dick took that as a win

Dick's older bro charms 1 - Bruce's gloomy dad stare 0

After getting called out by you so directly and plainly, Bruce had been awfully quiet as everyone interacted with you

It wasn't every day he got called out for the worst mistakes he comitted

But he also was still reeling at the fact that he was a damn grandfather

Steph cooed at how small you were, pointing out how even Damian was taller

Which, in Jason's opinion, was totally unfair since you were only eleven while Damian was thirteen, going on fourteen, and had been trained for along time

Also, excuse him, only he could tease you

Dick would be asking Jason one and a million questions about how he'd been taking care of you, your education, health, etc

"Of course I– You think I wouldn't send my kid to school, Grayson?"

His kid, they thought, part giddy part dumbfounded

"Woah, woah, I'm just asking! Technically you're legally dead and the little angel over here doesn't exactly look like you."

Wow, for some reason that really pissed Jason off

He tucked you under his chin, squeezing you gently as you rested your head on his collarbone

"I signed the papers. I'm not fucking dumb, Dick, I've been the legal guardian for about a year now."

At that, Steph stopped trying to take pictures of you with her eyes alone and quirked one of her eyebrows

"Legally?"

"... For the most part."

No one said anything at that, it's not like any of them really followed the law, especially not the old man behind them

You huffed in amusement at that, making Dick and Steph's hearts warm up

Damn, not even an hour into meeting you and they were already feeling those fuzzy, soft feelings in their chests

Needless to say, it wasn't a casual evening but it wasn't what Jason had been dreading, not at all

There was no screaming about him being reckless, no one tried to take you away from him, Bruce didn't even say much

Damian was still a brat and tried to pick on you, judgy little shit, only to get the nastiest clapback that made Dick choke on his spit

They all knew he was just feeling jealous, like every kid feels when a younger, cuter child shows up in the family

Boohoo, Jason thought as he watched fondly as you and Damian bickered, the demon brat was never as cute as my kid

Bruce, despite his melancholic gaze and awkward nature, managed to talk a bit to the both of you

He'd tell Jason that if you ever needed anything, to just use his credit card, no questions asked

Bruce would always be a call away and with Cass slowly taking over the mantle, he had a bit more time in his hands when the League didn't need him

He'd support the both of you to hell and back, his own way of repenting, and all he asked in return was...

For Jason to visit more

Because he was still upset about not having all of his kids home for Christmas

And bring you with him

it was high time you met everyone and became an official member of the family, he already knew exactly where your portrait would go

And despite his hesitance, you wanted to be a part of Jason's entire life, not just a hidden piece

Jason could never say no when you did a terrible impression of puppy dog eyes

So this is how it started; the start of the bats spoiling the hell out of you

After a couple of dinners together, lunch, and a tour around the manor and the batcave, seeing all of their old and new suits, ("Tell me you didnt actually wear this." "Shut it, I was a child." "I'm a child and I'd rather die than ever touch this."), with you glued to Jason's side always, packages started showing up at the doorstep

At first it'd be cute and silly things like a plush of the newest Pokémon and matching scarves for the incoming winter

Maybe even their own merch, because they're all losers deep inside

Then it was Bruce taking over any kind of expenses you and Jason had because, in his words, he wanted Jason to focus on raising you instead of worrying about rent

–Not like he wasn't already using Bruce's money to pay for everything

But he still felt begrudgingly soft at having his dad care for him and his kiddo like that, though he'd never admit it–

And then Babs and Tim upgrading the cyber security all around your block in the chance of a villain attack or any creeps following you home

From Duke and Cass asking Jason to spend time with you for some bonding time to your entire wardrobe turning into designer and your school materials updated by Wayne tech

Fuck, you even had terribly expensive yet thoughtful action figurines from your and Damian's favorite animated shows

The brat tried to hate you for ripping everyone's attention away from him, for making Bruce and Dick all... gooey, but it was hard when you had Todd's knowing eyes and a developing charm that always cracked a smile out of him

Infuriating, like father like kid

But... he liked you, quite a lot

And, throughout it all, Jason was panicking bad

Look, Jason Todd was always a jealous person by nature

He never liked his things touched, never liked sharing his interests in case someone also got interested in it, and he was particularly possessive with the few romantic partners he had

So when your attention was suddenly split among all of his family, Jason felt a little upset

It's like when a cat that usually only likes you allows other people pet it

Jason didn't quite feel betrayed but... that childish fear of not being your favorite person was very real in his head

So he upped his game

Whenever any member of his family gave you a gift, he'd get something better the next day

If they took you to a cool place, say an arcade or the mall to hang out and get to know you better

Jason was already booking tickets to go to Universal and taking you out for nightly motorcycle rides

Damian was insisting on watching the new season of your favorite show?

Next weekend he'd have prepared the living room to look like a cinema, with snacks and popcorn, for a movie marathon

Babs and Steph got you interested in makeup?

Regardless of gender identity, you know Jason would watchevery YouTube tutorial known to man about makeup so you won't have to ask the girls about it

Bruce would grow all fond of you once you got past, but did not forgive nor forget, the things he's done to Jason and started interacting more with him

So once he's talking about how he learned multiple different languages growing up, during one of the monthly family dinners, Jason would already be Googling how to learn another language fast

And god forbid Dick messed with your hair

He was not above picking a fight with Nightwing for ruining the hairstyle he spent hours doing for you

Look, Jason wouldn't be as petty as to keep you away from his family

No, in the contrary, he really, really loved watching you be coddled and loved by some of the most powerful people on earth

Getting the childhood he had so desperately wanted

It allowed that restless part of his soul to settle knowing you had them looking out for you, always

But Jason also would always want to be your number one

Your favorite person

Your hero

You dad

Yeah, he could admit it now without fear, he's definitely your old man

How could he not be when he's cutting apples for your school snack and making sure you go to bed before nine?

Never mind his age, Jason even bought a grill so you two could barbecue on the rooftop, there's no other more dad move than that

So, after a few months of this real life sitcom, when you were both on the couch watching Pride & Prejudice (Jason's choice tonight), all cuddled up and cozy

You'd rest your head on his shoulder and sigh happily

"You don't need to do all this, you know?"

"Hm? Do what, kiddo?"

"Trying to one up everyone. It's funny and I'm not exactly opposed to being spoiled as hell–"

"You're such a brat."

"Shut up– but you'll always be my favorite, you know that, dad."

Oh.

Ok. Wow. He was tearing up.

"Oh, fuck off, don't do this to me."

His voice would be a little wobbly as he hid his face in your hair, squeezing you gently in his arms

And you'd giggle and hug him tighter too, your face warming up nervously but no longer afraid of muttering that one little word that had been stuck in your throat for so long

You two were so, so similar in that regard, afraid of overstepping despite the bubbling emotions inside you, the overflowing love threatening to spill out

So much faith and trust, devotion, care, and adoration

And all it took was one sentence to make it all better

"I still wanna go to the convention next week, though."

And Jason would laugh, teary and almost breathless, and press a kiss to your forehead, feeling happier than he's ever felt

"Yeah, okay, you nerd."

Wonder who you got it from

That night solidified it for him, calming his anxieties and petty jealousy

Jason would always be your favorite person

And you wouldalways be his favorite little one

Nothing would ever change that

To be continued... for one last time.

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