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bunnykitty13 · 24 days
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rare traditional art moment . from february but still hehe
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bosbinnsusb · 25 days
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Drew this in May 2022 for my Falloutified Mother/Father's Day idea 🌼
The Chosen One (aka Jason's grandpa) took this photo :)
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lucin-kun · 5 months
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The next generation of Elemental Masters
Disclaimer: I haven’t seen Crystalized and Dragons Rising yet
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fearwasalwaysanoption · 6 months
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We're waiting every night to fin al ly roam and invite-
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jessicanjpa · 6 months
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New Tale of Years one-shot posted!
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1989: Fairy Wings and Playboy Cars (Remix)
Summary: Alice has a human admirer and shenanigans ensue. This one-shot is an expansion of the locker headcanon in this post. Thank you @poultryproductions for requesting this!
Word count: 4.5K
POV: Edward
Warnings: mild stalking and creepy thoughts (male student), discussions of body image and self-esteem
Read it on FFN here
Read it on A03 here
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This is the 50th one-shot in this collection, and there will be many more! A good time to say thank you to all you lovely readers... your encouragement means so much to me ❤️
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rhysiespeeces · 5 months
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promethea has to be rainy as fuck. it has to be. it can’t NOT be a rainy planet
my oc venus (left) and my friends oc jason (right)
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smolgloves · 2 years
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A little story taken from one of my prompt lists
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If there was one good thing about living with a giant, it was probably that Stella wasn't going hungry at the moment. There was no digging through trash or sneaking into grocery stores for some stale bread; instead, Jason insisted on making her fresh meals that were perfect for someone of her size. Of course, Stella knew this would be temporary, there was no way she was going to stay with Jason. He was a giant and Stella knew better than to trust a giant. They were manipulative and angry assholes who loved to take advantage of humans, what made Jason so different? Stella knew it was only a matter of time before his true colors appeared, she just needed to keep her head down until the opportunity to leave presents itself.
"Hey, did you hear me?"
Stella snapped out of her thoughts and turned to Jason who was leaning over to the counter to be eye level with her. Unfortunately, it didn't matter what he did to make himself appear small for the human, his size just could not be ignored. He either loomed over Stella or he got so close to her that his face would fill her entire point of view! Stella wasn't sure which one was worse for her, both just gave a constant reminder that he could easily overpower her whenever he wanted.
"I'm sorry… I didn't." She said quietly, trying to push aside her thoughts on being insignificant.
"Oh it's fine, I just wanted to know if you wanted some hot chocolate while we wait for the pie to be done."
"Yes, please." She squeaked.
Jason smiled and stood at his full height to move over where he kept the human sized kitchen supplies to pull out a tiny mug. There was already a giant sized mug sitting by the stove pouring out steam from the hot water. He grabbed a packet of cocoa mix and poured the powder in the cup, then proceeded to mix it with a spoon. Once it was stirred, Jason grabbed a syringe and dipped it into the hot chocolate. Once a suitable amount was sectioned up, Jason took the syringe out of his mug and over to the tiny mug and squeezed the liquids into the cup. That syringe might have been purchased through the pet store, but Jason had admitted that it was much better than pinching tiny cups between his fingers and dipping them into drinks while trying not to drop it in the liquids.
"Thank you." Stella whispered as she took the mug to sip on some hot chocolate.
"You're welcome, figured it would be nice to have something to warm us up as it gets colder." Jason smiled and sipped his hot chocolate. "Sorry, this shitty studio apartment doesn't get much warmer."
"It's fine." Stella said, but the bones in her left arm told a different story. Whenever the weather shifted to freezing temperatures, her arm would ache, specifically in her wrist. She hated the feeling of her arm feeling stiff and sore, but she mainly hated it because it reminded her of when she was with Ed. Trapped in a cage all day, only to be let out when Ed grew drunk enough to grab her and scream at her how she was costing him a fortune for food he barely let her eat. In one drunken rage, he had squeezed her too tight and her wrist was broken. Despite the pain, it did heal on its own, but it left a crook that bent outwards. Ever since, her arm acts up when it gets cold.
"Oh hey, I almost forgot," Jason pulled out a bag of mini marshmallows from a cupboard. "We can't have hot chocolate without marshmallows."
A small smile crept up on Stella's lips. She couldn't resist the soft gooey candy whenever she found them in the trash, but now there was no containing her excitement after eating some that weren't stale! They tasted so much better fresh and being paired with chocolate was like a match made in heaven! She practically jumped up as Jason pulled out a marshmallow and held it out for her.
Walking up to his hand was always a nerve-racking experience, each finger had enough force to break any bone in her body if he wanted to. The fear of being snatched up and crushed by his hand always lingered whenever she had to be close to Jason, so she just silently prayed that today wouldn't be the day that he decides to hurt her. The marshmallow lowered to her level but pinched between his thumb and index finger. Stella extended her arms and grabbed the soft treat, before pulling it close to her chest. She almost expected this generosity to be some sort of trick, like taking it would piss Jason off for some reason. But nothing happened. She let out a sigh of relief and thanked him for the marshmallow.
Stella ripped off a piece of marshmallow and dunked it into the hot chocolate. Each bite she took sent her taste buds in a blissful state. The heat from hot chocolate definitely kept the chilly temperatures at bay, it was little things like this that made Stella wish life could always be like this. No fighting for survival, no fear of giants, no cold nights huddled up in a plastic cup, just a warm drink and an endless supply of mini marshmallows.
A shadow casted over Stella, causing her to look up. Jason was looming over her, that cheery smile was gone and replaced with a stoney expression. His brown eyes locked onto Stella, causing her muscles to tense up. Why was he staring at her, did she have something on her face? Did she do something wrong? Before she could ask him what was wrong, Jason's face lowered to her level, his eyes narrowed as he continued to stare at her.
Nothing made Stella's heart race more than being terribly close to a giant, especially when their face is up close and personal. She could see every little hair that Jason had missed when he shaved and every wrinkle that furrowed more with each time Jason got closer to her. Stella tried to speak up, but her voice was caught in her dry throat. The best thing she could do was try to scoot further away from Jason's towering form, but his hand reached out and pressed against her back, cutting off her path of escape. She glanced over to where his fingers were and saw them slightly curled inward, memories of large fingers wrapping her up in a fist started to plague her mind. It was going to happen again, wasn't it? Stella's body started to tremble as she realized she was going to be at the mercy of whatever Jason was going to do to her. There was nothing she could do but squeeze her eyes shut, hoping that whatever was going to happen, would be quick.
"Hey, is something wrong with your arm?"
Confusion brought the tiny woman out of her frightened state. She looked up at Jason for an answer and he responded by glancing down at her left arm.
"Oh!" She cleared her throat. "It's nothing, just an ac…accident that happened years ago."
"What happened?" He asked.
Shit, now she has to come up with an excuse to give him! Stella's brain racked for stories to come up with, telling him the truth was not an option! "I….uh, fell… off of a… hot dog stand…"
Really, that was the best she could come up with in the moment?! If Stella could slap herself for coming up with such a stupid lie, she would right now, there is no way Jason would believe that!
Jason's expression softened. "I hope you didn't fall very far."
"Uh… nope. I was okay… just broke my wrist." Stella was flabbergasted that Jason actually believed her. Was he dumb or was he just pretending to believe her for whatever reason?
"Does it still hurt?"
"Sometimes…"
"You might want to get that looked at, if you want I know someone who is a vet…"
"No!" Stella blurted out. The last thing she needed was another giant to look at her, especially a vet! "I don't need a vet to look at my arm!"
"Are you sure?" He asked. "Because she could really help you."
"It's fine, look." Stella bent and straightened her arm multiple times, ignoring the aches that shot through her arm. "See, it's fine, my wrist just… healed weirdly."
Jason furrowed his brow as he kept his gaze on her crooked wrist. He seemed to be debating on whether or not to believe her, and that made Stella nervous. Would he ignore her objection and take her to a vet where every inch of her body would be examined?
A chirping from the oven's timer went off, it broke the focus Jason had away from Stella and he immediately withdrew his hand to grab the oven mitts. Stella exhaled her breath, not realizing she had been partially holding it the entire time Jason had been close to her.
"We'll give the pie some time to cool." Jason said as he set the dessert on the counter. "But you should really think about my offer. She could really help you out."
"I… okay." Stella whispered. She glanced down at her wrist and covered it with her other hand. She should feel lucky that this was all the disfigurement that was noticeably done to her, but a fucked up wrist didn't exactly feel like winning the lottery. It was something others could gawk at and a harsh reminder for Stella. Out of all the marks on her body, Stella hated her wrist the most. She could cover all her scars in a sweater or a jacket, but no article of clothing could hide the permanent damage Ed had done to her.
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astrophysician · 1 year
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hangin out
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dykepuppy · 1 year
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what are all of yr ocs favorite genres of video games if they play + also their favorite fruits and candys
Jazz likes music and dance games, she's insanely good at rhythm games! She likes plums and cherries and any sweets at all
Alex likes platform and action/shooter games! Honestly anything with intense competition. She likes lemons and sour candy
Jason likes puzzle and strategy games, and both him and Alex play horror games together. He likes apples and is the loser that eats licorice
Amber isn't much of a gamer, but she'll play cooking games and small indie games like Stardew valley or slime rancher! She likes strawberries and chocolate
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mtgc858 · 1 year
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More Rikko-Tikki-Tavi ah doodles lol.
Human Joey who is one of the birds, And Raven has a second form to protect her family which is in the au Ethan(The son) Jason(The dad) and Sight(The mom)
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bunnykitty13 · 1 year
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based on that anon about doa fanart . the idea would not leave me alone until I drew it
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bosbinnsusb · 2 months
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Helloo crumbs for my followers
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lucin-kun · 4 months
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Wanted to draw these three in the avatar skins of Kai, Jay and Lloyd
Contest: K.J. is blind
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is Jason dyslexic/dyspraxic? if so, how can/does Ciero help?
He IS dyslexic!
Jason has Primary Phonological dyslexia! He also has dysgraphia.
His parents found out when they read a story to him and put pink elephants in it, so they could see if he was actually reading it along, or if he was just copying them (that's actually how my grandma found out my uncle has dyslexia!).
Ciero helps by breaking up passages in reading. They're usually 2-4 sentences long. He also allows kids to highlight information (numbers in word problems) to help. Also, Jason has an overlay for his paper, so he can make it out.
There are also readings of books she plays, so the kids can listen along with books if they need help.
Paper with different colours also helps.
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batfamluvr · 7 months
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Bat-Boys in Bed
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I couldn’t find a good gif, sue me
Dick Grayson’s mouth is filthy. And he gets enough praise, so I think he’d be into praising you instead.” You’re so pretty, all fucked-out and dumb…just for me” as he pounds into you, panting in between words.
He’d also be into touchy sex positions, like missionary where he can hook his nose into your neck and wrap his arms around you. Dick would be into you giving him hickies.
I think Dick has an insane stamina—round after round. His hips would meet yours at a punishing pace as he muttered out praise,” this cunt is so warm and wet for me. My beautiful girl.” And he place wet kisses to your neck and cheeks.
Dick isn’t above moaning, but he’s not pornographic about it.i see him whimpering and begging if he’s getting a blow job or if you’re on top and teasing him, but I don’t see him moaning as much or more than you.
Jason Todd isn’t much of a talker during sex, but I do believe he moans. He’d be a lot more gentle with you than popular belief thinks. Especially if we’re talking older, mature Jason who’s passed his “fresh from the pit madness.”
I do believe Jason has a choking kink and I’ll die on this hill. And it doesn’t have to be his hand around your throat or vice versa. It can be him shoving his cock to the back of your throat and feeling you pulse and throb around him.
He enjoys, mature Jason too, seeing your eyes go wide and glassy. Jason loves to pull his cock from your mouth after you’ve had enough and seeing your lips plump and pink. He loves the slight flush of your tits.
Jason is a lot more eager to switch roles and be on the bottom than Dick. If you’re feeling top-ish and want to ride. Jason wouldn’t argue as you ground down on him, rolling your hips and leaving a trail of slick on his pelvis.
He’d beg through covered lips as you shushed him and picked up your pace, driving your hips forward and giving Jason the release he’d been craving.
I don’t know enough about Tim or Duke, sorry.
Bruce is harder to read because there’s decades of lore, canon, and stuff that’s not in the main continuity. Many writers have different versions of him that some favorite—however, here goes.
Bruce is a control freak. Whether you planned it or not, you’d end up in a dom/sub dynamic. He’d be choosing your clothes, picking which jewelry he buys, telling you when to cum before you even realize it.
I also think he has a power imbalance kink, just a little bit. Nothing extreme or megalomaniacal. So I truly believe you wouldn’t be rich (sorry lol); you’d maybe be a lesser known vigilante, and that’s if Bruce is healthily interested in you. I believe you’d be a civilian, but a smart and compassionate one. We know Bruce isn’t one to dumb himself down for company; we know Bruce is attracted to smart women, but none of his past relationships worked because they didn’t have a heart ( I love Talia, but he real; she wasn’t Mother Teresa).
This one may lose people, but I believe Bruce has a breeding kink. It would be a chance for him to restart. His only blood child is an arrogant, cold assassin and the rest of his children are masked vigilantes who dance with death nightly. But with you, his love, he could have a child not born in pain and anger. He’s older and wiser; he’s not as vengeful and mission oriented as he was when he adopted Dick and Jason; Tim sought him out, and Damian came with a chip on his shoulder.
Bruce is unyielding in his refusal to switch places. He’s too paranoid and enjoys control too much to bottom. The closest you’ll get to topping is bossing him around from the bottom.” faster, pretty boy.” You reached up and caressed his face as his pace stuttered and he spilled into you, gasping and groaning as he did.
You wouldn’t be fucked in the suit or the Batmobile. And he hates being called Batman in bed. The closest you’d get to mixing sex with his vigilante life is getting fucked in the Batcomputer seat.
Damian Wayne is the kinkiest Batfam member. I see Damian, who didn’t undergo such a beautiful arc, having a blood and bondage kink.
Damian preferred to tie you down rather than tie you up. He cares for you, and tying you up puts you in an uncomfortable position (he doesn’t want that) and it screws with your circulation. And if he ties you down, he can see your face as he places the vibrator right on your clit. He can see you try to knock your knees—to no avail.
Damian loved to take a small knife and inflict a wound, if you can even call it that. It was feather soft, and you loved when he would wrap his mouth around the wound and suck the blood. Then he’d kiss you, letting the saliva and metallic taste mingle.
I believe Damian would be into hickies and spanking too, but not the for the violence like I see from the kinkier side of the fandom. He would be into hickies, spanking, bandage, and blood play for the markings. It all boiled down to markings. And that’s not to claim that those activities didn’t get you both off, but Damian’s true enjoyment stemmed from the possessiveness of it all.
That’s why he likes to untie you and massage the rope imprints, then walk you to the mirror and spin you around, letting you see all the prints and marks. He could feel himself harden again, but he knew he’d break you if he ever tried to impose his libido and stamina on you.
Don’t kill me, but Damian isn’t into cunnilingus. He also wouldn’t bottom, not like you’d want him to. If, and that’s a huge “if” ( it’s months into the relationship too), he does bottom, it’s not traditional bottoming. Damian would top from the bottom,” go slower, grind harder, beloved.” And he’d grip your hips hard enough to leave prints, because marks, duh!
Damian likes sloppy blow jobs. I know he’s proper and clean, but trust me. Spit, moans, and whimpers; that’s what gets him off. And seeing your cheeks flush and your breathing quicken, but you keep going lower and taking more of him in. He appreciates the determination, and it makes him feel in control, huge, and dominant which strokes his ego.
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allthegothihopgirls · 1 month
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in my head jason ABSOLUTELY hates the rich lifestyle he's been brought into. bruce is very objective and doesn't exactly get why he shouldn't just give the kids money. if they mention wanting something or needing something new, he either just gives them (more than enough) money for it, or asks alfred to get it for them.
and jason hates this because he grew up pretty much needing everything, and he's gone from one extreme the the other. he hates that if bruce even sees that ie: his favourite jeans have some wear around the knees, he's got 5 new pairs on his bed waiting for him the next day.
idk i feel like it's just one of those weird things he feels icky about. i think one of his first moments of rebellion against bruce would be neglecting all the expensive, new things he has in favour of his same old dingy items he's been using since he moved into wayne manor.
this would be completely new to bruce too, because dick was pretty easily adjusted to the whole overwhelming wealth thing. and he just doesn't get why jason's against it.
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