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acourtofidiots · 1 year

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He's sat back while she's droppin' it She be poppin' it Yeah, she put it down slowly

A universe where Y/N is there to serve the Batclan’s more...sensual needs.

CW: daddy kink, sir kink, dom/sub dynamics, BDSM, pain play, bondage, use of sex toys, spanking, dirty talk, use of paddles/whips, blowjobs, multiple partners, unprotected sex (some), cum eating, pussy eating, anal, ass play, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, voyerism, rough sex, but there’s also gonna be softer sex dw, orgasm denial, overstimulation...and a whole bunch more

(specific warnings will be given at the beginning of each chapter)

most of the drabbles aren’t connected but a few might be in the future!

featuring: Bruce Wayne (Batfleck), Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas, Barbara Gordon, and more ;)

this verse is OPEN for ideas/concepts!

power [bruce wayne & dick grayson]

disobey [jason todd]

sharing [jason todd & stephanie brown]

reader having an oral fixation [duke thomas & tim drake]

overstimulation w/ the batboys [jason todd, dick grayson, duke thomas, & tim drake]

reader touching herself without permission [all]

barbara punishing you for touching yourself without permission [barbara gordon ft. kon-el & tim drake]

#unholy verse #jason todd smut #bruce wayne smut #dick grayson smut #tim drake smut #jason todd x reader smut #bruce wayne x reader smut #dick grayson x reader smut #tim drake x reader smut #stephanie brown smut #stephanie brown x reader smut #cassandra cain smut #cassandra cain x reader smut #duke thomas smut #duke thomas x reader smut #julia talks #julia.writes

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niphredil-14 · 1 year

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Tim Drake - Locktober

Content: Smut, Bottom!Tim Drake, one face slap, chastity cage (male), nudes, lingerie, watching porn together, vibrator use, masturbation, vaginal penetration, strap ons, male and female masturbation, boob job Pairing: Tim Drake/AFAB!Reader (she/her used) Word Count: 1.5k A/N: I meant for this to be a drabble but oh well

‘Fuck, this is torture,’ He thought. He almost wanted to convince himself that he didn’t know why he had agreed to it in the first place, but that would have been a lie, and good boys don’t lie. He knew that when he was finally granted that wave of pleasure, that it would have been worth it, and so, on the night of September thirtieth, she had presented him with a lock, cage, and her most devilish smirk, he submitted. The agreement was for him to keep it on from midnight on the first of October until the same time on November first. It seemed to him, at the time, entirely doable, yet he could feel each tick and tock of the clock in his office chipping away at his sanity, as strongly as he could feel the metal slightly digging into his dick. He was praying for the clock’s hand to speed up, so sure if only time was quicker, that his torture would be lessened. What he wasn’t so sure of, however, was if he wanted those godawful, sinful texts to stop coming his way. She was gorgeous, that was undeniable, but damn, could she be cruel. Throughout the whole of October, she had sent several risqué selfies his way, though it seemed that in those last twelve hours, she had upped her game. Once an hour she sent nudes, lingerie photos, and videos of her masturbating. Tim wouldn’t have been surprised if he had dropped dead from lack of blood in his brain. When the clock hit five, he ran out the door and sped home.

Throwing open the bedroom door, he fell to his knees before her, whimpering and whining, grabbing at the back of her thighs, trying to pull her closer to him.

“Ready to have it off huh, baby?” She cooed at him, mimicking his pout. Her question was met with a whine and a nod. “Well then it’s a shame that you’ve got another six and a half hours to go, isn’t it?” He looked up at her, betrayal written across his face. Chuckling, she reminded him of their deal. “Midnight to midnight, remember baby? It’s only five-thirty, you’ve gotta hold on a little longer for me, yeah?” Despair throbbing in his heart, matching the blood in his cock, he groaned, burying his face into her tummy.

“You’re evil.” He mumbled; his voice muffled. She laughed at that.

“If I were evil, I wouldn’t have a few movies set up to help pass the time, now, would I?” He raised his head from her torso and gave her a suspicious glare. A smile broke out on her face. “Snacks and everything.”

He was going to cry. Yeah, some movies she had set out for them. The Fifty Shades of Grey series. Not only had she chosen straight up porn for them to watch, but she was still dressed in the lingerie from her selfies, and the cherry on top was her not-so-subtle vibrator at work underneath the blanket. He was at his limit; he couldn’t just sit there and do nothing. If he couldn’t pleasure himself, he could at least make her suffer in the same way that she made him. Ripping the blanket off of the both of them, he didn’t take the time to register her shock, and instead reached for the vibe, tossing it down onto the ground to accompany the blanket. He grabbed her thighs, loving the way his fingers sunk in and left marks in the plush skin, and yanked them apart, slotting himself between, and nudging her clit with his nose. Her legs fought his hold, trying to wrap around his skull, but although she usually had control, he had the strength in that moment, and her legs went nowhere. Tim’s tongue left his mouth and began to lightly tease her folds. Starting from the bottom of her slit, he would run just the tip of his tongue over the inner crease of her left lip, skipping over the clit, and tracing back down her right side. Just when he had pressed a light kiss to her clit had her fingers dragged through and gripped the hair right at the base of his skull. Tugging his head up with a sharp pull, she gave him a hard glare. “What do you think you’re doing, Timmy?” Never did he think that his own name could sound so derogatory, yet so pleasing rolling off of her tongue. His mouth went dry, but he knew his best bet was being honest, good boys are always honest.

“I,” He started, gulping and wetting his lips. “I want to fuck you.” She smiled, her eyes crinkling in that way that he loved. A multifaceted goddess, she was to him, so cute and kind, so sexy and cruel. She lowered her other hand to his cheek stroking with a touch so gentle, it was a burning whiplash to the cage trapping his cock.

“There’s still a few hours until we take the cage off. You know that.” He groaned, nuzzling into the palm of her hand and pouting. She chuckled again. “You wanna fuck me, huh?” She hummed in thought. “I think we can compromise until midnight, yeah?”

He laid atop her on the couch, straps wrapped around his thighs, the plastic penis shoved deep into her. She was laying on her back, one leg around his waist, the other hooked over the back of the couch, her arms holding onto his shoulders. They were both nude, except for the lacy red bra that stayed secure over her breasts. That was even worse for Tim, who was sure at that point that the cage could do little to keep him from busting right then and there. His dick sat nestled underneath the strap on, getting only the friction of slapping against her ass before being pulled away. She growled when his hips began to slow. Raising a hand back to his hair and tugging his head back so they were eye to eye, she spat, “Don’t you dare stop now. You said you wanted to fuck me, didn’t you?” He whined.

“’S not what I meant.” Releasing his hair, she cracked her hand against his cheek, sending his face snapping to the side.

“You said you wanted to fuck me. Now, you’ll take what I let you have, and you’ll be fucking grateful for it!” He whined and nodded, tucking his face back into her shoulder and picking up his pace. She had come four times by the time the clock hit twelve, and when the alarm she had set went off, he had pulled out of her and sat back, ripping the strap off and tossing it aside, panting heavily. “Aw, you’re real excited. Are you sure you want me to take the cage off? It seems to be really working you up!” She teased.

“Fuck, yes, please, I need to cum, I need to cum, please.” His begging was second to none at giving her the ego boost of a lifetime.

“Alright baby, sit back, legs spread wide for me.” He followed orders well, his back pressed against the back of the couch, his legs dangling wide open over the edge. Sliding down to kneel before him, she looked up at him and continued her teasing. “You’re really sure?” He whined and frantically nodded, incapable of giving any more of a response. She reached a hand down into her bra and pulled a small key from the left cup. His eyes followed her every movement as she put the key into the lock and turned. He hadn’t even realized that his hand was reaching for his cock until he came after the second pump. If he weren’t so horny, he probably would have been humiliated, but her giggles meant nothing to him as he continued jacking off. She didn’t interfere, content watching him enjoy his newfound freedom. Her idleness left only when he was about to come again. Grasping his wrist and holding down his hips she stopped his movements. He whimpered in protest, his head thrown back against the couch, but he was shushed. "Don’t you whine at me when I’m about to give you something much better than your hand.” She scolded, placing his hand aside. His head lifted off of the couch to look down at her, admiring her every dip, curve, perfection, and flaw. Her hand had released his and had moved to his member, giving it a few strokes before she pursed her lips and let a glob of spit drop down onto the head. It was already lubed up from the sheer amount of cum that had leaked out of it. She gave him a few more pumps with her hand, then shuffled forward on her knees and positioned his dick between her tits, pressing them together around him. Lowering her head only for a moment to press a quick kiss to the tip, she said,

“Go on, Timmy. You know what to do.”

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ivesafterhours · 4 months

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snippet of something new

this is part of my roommates!verse, most of it is on my main blog (@xoxo-ives) but for the sake of keeping that blog sfw, this part will be here

Your thumb digs into a particularly sore spot, and Tim makes a sound halfway between a whimper and a moan. His mouth snaps shut, and you feel your own face burn. You ignore it, and so does he, and everything seems fine.

Except he keeps making these little sounds. They’re soft and breathy, and they’d be so easy to miss if you weren’t listening for them. Except you are, and you know what they sound like, and some small part of you wants to know what he’d sound like if he really let himself make noise. And then you shake your head, telling yourself he’s your roommate. Your best friend. You don’t need to think about what he’d sound like when he cums.

Except you just know he’d sound so pretty and his cheeks would get pink and his eyes would be shiny and dark and his pupils would get so big and he’d bite his lips and he’d be perfect.

#tim drake x reader #tim drake #tim drake smut #tim drake x reader smut #18+ content #mdni #minors dni #snippet #wip

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patheticbabie · 5 months

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christmas is coming up...so have they've been naughty or nice this year?

from now till the 26th dec, I will be hosting a christmas event, just a little fun game to get everyone in the mood for christmas.

format for the event example: camboy!jason has been naughty this year + a scenario

if you want to send something to a specific muse, here's my list of muses/au's

Let's Call it Serendipity - neighbour!jason

Wine and Mistletoes - boss!dick

Snowy Season - kindergarten teacher!dick

Wish List - camboy!jason

Very First Christmas - dilf!jason

Not So Silent Night - best friends older brother!jason

Not Christmas Till Somebody Cries - Jason x ladybird!reader

#jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #tim drake x reader #red hood x reader #nightwing x reader #red robin x reader #jason todd x reader smut #red hood x reader smut #tim drake x reader smut #dick grayson x reader smut #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd smut #dick grayson smut #babies:txt #dc x reader #batboys x reader

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c1nnam00n · 24 days

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Having a comfort fic but also has the most gut wrenching angst to it as well is perfection

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kimjun · 5 months

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Tim: What's the worst pick up line you ever used?

Jason: You look so familiar. Didn't we take a class together? I could've sworn we had chemistry.

Tim: [laughing] Did it work?

Yn: It did.

#reader insert #x reader #incorrect quotes #dc x y/n #jason todd x reader #dcu #incorrect batfamily quotes #batfam x reader #tim drake #incorrect dc quotes #reader #jason x reader #jason todd smut #jason todd is red hood

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chikaras-garden · 4 months

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tell me about Jason and Tim’s cocks and how they make us feelllllllll

Six of you asked for this.

TIM DRAKE 💦

I’d say his cock is perfectly average. Just enough length, just enough girth, a subtle curve that reaches up into your depths—a true Goldilocks, if you will. The true magic of Tim Drake’s cock, however, comes from the man himself.

Always watching, always listening, Tim is the most attentive of lovers. He’s obsessed with watching you come undone around him, so he takes in each of your little reactions in order to guide you to an orgasm that has you seeing stars. Whatever you like—believe me, he knows. He sees you. He’ll do anything you need, no questions asked, no explanations needed.

So he works his cock into you as if he was made to be inside you, pretty whines falling out of his lips as his head falls forward and nestles into your neck. He defaults to praise, telling you how good you feel, how much he loves your pussy—and he finds all the right spots, sets just the right pace, says all the right words to make you forget that any cock but his even exists.

JASON TODD 💦

Proportionally large compared to the rest of his body, which is, you know, large. You thought you knew what to expect when you first went to bed with him, but despite the fact that you expected big, you didn’t expect, well…him.

Despite his average length, he’s girthy as hell; because he knows it, because he’d rather die again than hurt you, he’ll spend hours prepping you. While he has you, he likes to take his time with you, maybe even make you whimper and beg a little. Tongue first, then one finger, then two, then three, all with the single-minded goal of slowly working you open enough to take him, to welcome him home. Home. Sex with Jason, is a place, an event, a feeling—something to which nothing else could ever compare.

And yet, no prep could make you ready for the delicious, warm, mind-numbing stretch that comes with his cock diving into your heat. He moves slowly—agonizingly slowly—and tries to distract and soothe you with kisses, but being spread open by him feels so sweet, so tender, as if your cunt is being remade to fit perfectly around him.

#jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #red hood x reader #red hood smut #tim drake x reader #tim drake smut #🌸— mine.#🌸— jason todd.#🌸— tim drake.#💌— letters for the gardener.#💋— anon.

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bizbat · 3 months

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Thinkin abt . . .

When they're in love with eating you out . . .

~ Smut

Wc: 403

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They can't help it. When you shove at their head, trying to get them away from the space between your legs, all they can do is smack your thigh, tell you to be quiet while they stuff their face in your heat and ignore your whines.

Really, you shouldn't be surprised, you taste delicious, as they've let you know more than once. They just can't help themselves, they need your pussy like they need air, so you'll be good and let them make you feel good, right?

To them, there's no better feeling than your plush thighs wrapped around their head, no better taste than your cum, coating their tongue and dripping down their chin, no better sight than you, squirming and flushed, trying to escape their tongue, that, at this point, has been going for hours.

They don't mind it when you grip their hair so hard it feels like you're going to rip it out, or when you dig your nails into their skin, leaving angry, red crescents in their wake. If anything, they like it, it's a sign that they're doing a good job.

Sometimes, they even eat it from the back, their hands firmly holding your cheeks apart so they can have better access to your hole(s). The sight alone is enough to make them cum right then and there. They just can't get enough of you, your back deliciously arched, your thighs completely soaked with their spit and your essence, your face, displaying your completely fucked out expression.

Honestly, they might get a little upset if you don't let them eat you out. They damn near go through withdrawal when they can't shove their face into your perfect cunt. How could you do this to them? Don't they do a good job? Did they not make you feel good last time? Why don't you let them try again to make it up to you? Shhh, they know, it's okay, you don't even have to lay down, they'll get on their knees right now if you want them to.

Just as long as you let them taste you. Everything else on the planet can wait, just let them get a teesny, tiny, itty bitty, little taste first. God, they absolutely love it when you cum on their tongue. They don't care if you're a creamer, a squirter, something in between, just- fuck- please fucking cum in their mouth.

~ Yuuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Nanami Kento, Shoko Ieiri, Choso Kamo, Todo Aoi, Peter B. Parker

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Can I please request female reader smut bodyworshipping the DC Boys (Bruce, Tim, Jason, Clark, Hal, Wally) headcanons please (reader doing it to them)

They deserve to be loved and worshipped.

Pairing: Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Wally West, Hal Jordan, Clark Kent x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, bodyworship, kissing, hickyes, cuddles, moaning, blushing, humping, blowjob, pussyjob

A/N: These guys need to be shown so much love for the shit they always go through.

Bruce always feels like he needs to get ready for you lavishing him with love and care to that extent. Very used to people thirsting over him and just fucking but what you two have is much more so the soft kisses and touches and the way you slowly slide your hand down his body to wrap around his cock make his body buzz with lust and his hips buck.

Jason loves it when you kiss your way up his abs and lick your slick off in the process. Seeing as you used his abs to come earlier its only fair that you repay him for it. Part of him wants to push his cock inside you and come in there but another part just wants to relx into your touches and feel your whole body on top of his as you take things slow, almost edging him.

Tim is super shy about you taking in every part of his body, walking around him and kissing down his spine and up to his neck, one hand jerking him off, the other rolling his nipples between your fingers and getting the sweetest sounds from him. Theres a trail of little red kiss marks from his back, across his chest and finally down to his cock.

Wally looks pretty damn happy with himself when you're licking drops of cum off his cock and getting on top of him to ride him. If he wanted to he could thrust into you so damn fast, putting your vibrator to shame but insted he allows himself to take it slow, to let you go at a snails pace as you push up and then ever so slowly back down to give him full body chills which you then massage away.

Hal takes no chances to let you leave once you're on top of him, rubbing your whole body against his. Its good to be inside you while you worship his body, kissing and licking and biting across his shoulders and neck while your nails leave scratch marks on his hips and his ass while he comes inside you, one orgasm after another.

Clark is used to being looked at a lot and having people admire him but not in a sexual way. The first time you kissed all over his body, mapping his weak spots you had trouble with it because he would moan and blush no matter where you touched him. You barely had to touch his cock to get him to finish, but not to worry he's got that Kryptonian stamina.

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the-atlas-sister · 9 months

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"ᴏʜ ɢᴏᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ," ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴇᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟʏ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ. "ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ." ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴄᴏʏʟʏ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ, Qᴜɪᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜʏʟʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇᴡʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪɴᴇꜱ. "ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ."

~-~-~-~- 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑!

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acourtofidiots · 1 year

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So in sharing you mentioned that the reader has an oral fixation, I was wondering if maybe you’d elaborate on that a little bit 👀

I am elaborating respectfully 👀

MINORS (UNDER 18) AND AGELESS BLOCKS DO NOT INTERACT--I WILL FUCKING BLOCK YOU

SO let's say that mostly everyone in the fam is out on patrol

and you were bored and horny

cause I think Jason would sometimes to rile you up before patrol and leaving you dripping and unsatisfied for the next person to deal with

and on top of this, you have been itching to have someone's cock in your mouth. you just love the weight of a cock, the taste, how debauched the person becomes when you get your mouth on them after you haven't had a chance to suck them off in a while

so, you just want some fucking dick (pun intended)

so maybe Tim comes home early from patrol, and he and Duke are chatting it up as they head off to their respected rooms for the night (I know Duke technically patrols during the day but for the sake, he's at night now)

They pass by your room, and they hear your whining and whimpering, and Tim's like owo what's this?

And Duke's like 👀

And they open the door to find you on your knees in front of your full-length mirror, a dildo suctioned to the surface as you try to replicate the scenario of you sucking someone off.

And you didn't hear them come in and you practically jump back when Tim goes "Aw, are you missing something baby?" And you shyly nod as both men go to sit on the bed

You crawl towards them, sitting back on your knees as as giving them your best puppy dog eyes and begging for them to let you suck them off.

"C'mon, I know you guys had a long night. I can help you wind down and relax. I'll be a good girl."

Duke pretends to think for a moment. "I mean, I'm still wired from patrol. What do you say, Tim?"

Tim nods in agreement before hooking a thumb into your mouth, which you eagerly flick your tongue over before sucking on your digit. " I agree. I think we deserve a little something after that incident with the Riddler. And our girl here is the perfect distraction after a long night."

#tim drake #duke thomas #tim drake smut #duke thomas smut #duke thomas x reader #duke thomas x reader smut #tim drake x reader #tim drake x reader smut #julia.writes #unholy verse #i've been trying to write a more detailed blurb but I've been getting stuck on it so I'm putting it in headcanon form lmao

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niphredil-14 · 2 years

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Tim Drake- Good Boy

Tim hated compliments. He despised when people told him how smart he was, how capable, how talented, but what was arguably much more tortuous was people telling others those things about him, especially in his presence.

So why was it, he pondered, that he never felt that same discomfort when it was you? Was it the soft grasp of your hand on his cheek, thumb rubbing gently just below his eye? Or the glow of love and approval in your eyes as you met his own dazed ones? Or was it the slow, methodical movement of your hips on top of his, each curve scrawling out a letter in your name, over and over, an invisible way of marking him as your property, your good boy?

Good boy.

Those words feeling like heaven gracing his ears, only when muttered from your lips. So warm, so kind, so accepting. And he knew. He knew that in that moment, there were no standards for him to meet, no goals to reach, no accomplishments to make. He was your good boy, and you wanted to take care of him, to love him, to make him feel good, because with you, he didn't need to prove himself deserving.

And with that last thought before his mind went blank, tears of love, relief, and pleasure flowing from his eyes as he bucked and rolled his hips upwards into yours, moaning, whimpering, and whining. His hands grasped and pawed at your hips desperately, pulling you down to meet him. There was only one better feeling in the world to him than your other hand moving to his unoccupied cheek, your lips pressing to his forehead in a soft kiss, and you whispering to him, asking him to let go, and to cum for you.

And that one better feeling was after he followed your command, after his hips stopped rutting, and his breath began to even out, where you would place a kiss on his lips, and then move to his ear, practically purring his favorite phrase of yours,

"Good Boy."

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saylorsaysstop · 3 months

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He Catches You | Bat Boys 18+

↪ Masterlist (Jason) | Masterlist (Dick)

↪ DICK GRAYSON

He told you it was going to be a late night and not to wait up for him. But that didn't take away the fact you were desperate for relief. It had been a rough day after all

You couldn't stop thinking about the other night when Dick rocked your world to the point you saw stars. Your mind replayed the images of his hands all over you, his lips marking you as his, the way he possessed your body with fire-fueled touches

So out came the vibrator

After you finished up the last of your work, the bright pink toy eyed you until you gave in and picked it up. You planted yourself on the bed and before you knew it, you were on your knees, moaning his name freely into the space of your shared apartment

Time got away from you because that one orgasm wasn't enough. The smell of Dick's aftershave and cologne on the pillow that you stuffed your face against to muffle the cries of pleasure was like a newfound drug that pushed you to the edge over, and over, and over again

Spread out and gripping the edge of the headboard to steady yourself while your other hand worked the vibrator inside of you, you never heard the door unlock. You never heard him step into the house

"Dick, yes! Oh, you're so good to me. Please, please, please. Let me come, Dick. Let me come, I'll be so good for you."

His neck grew hot. His stomach turned a flip. One minute he had a bag slung over his shoulder, the next he was stealthily making his way into the bedroom

His mouth dropped at the sight of your ass tucked into the air, your nails threatening to splinter the wood of the headboard. You needed more

His pants grew insanely tight at the sight of you rubbing your clit in tight circles as you panted his name, your hips starting to roll with the thickness of the toy working inside you

"DICK!"

He prowled to the edge of the bed, his eyes raking over the slick coating your inner thighs. You were almost there. One more orgasm and you'd call it a night

But what you didn't expect was a large, warm hand to dance up the bottom of your spine to your hair

"Look at that... Getting off, are we?"

His words were like a balm soothing your desperate need to come

''Come on, baby. Don't stop. Give me one."

You glanced over your shoulder, seeing your boyfriend's eyes glazed over with one powerful emotion: lust

"Dick, I-"

He instantly shut you up by reaching under you, his clothed front pressing into your naked backside. He used his thumb to play with your clit, adding delicious pressure while he kissed down your spine and watched the toy buzz

"Finish yourself off, baby. Let me see you fall apart... Love knowing you can't help yourself when I'm on patrol. You gonna come, sweet girl? Go on... Lemme play with your clit, help you out a little. You want that?"

Your whimper was the only response he needed before he finished you off in seconds

↪ JASON TODD

You thought you could be sneaky with it and have some fun in the shower before Jason got back

The two of you had argued earlier that morning about him getting hurt and not telling you which led to you not speaking to him. You valued his life like it was your own and you wanted to make sure he was safe on patrol with the boys

To satiate a need that he wasn't there to fulfill right now, you hopped into the shower and found yourself grabbing the detachable showerhead

The moment you put the water pressure on its desired setting, you knew this would be quick, but effective

Although what you didn't expect was for him to get home just as you were in the cusps of a hard orgasm with the showerhead sitting right on your clit. Delicious pulsations overwhelmed you as the coil in your belly tightened, and before you could give your mouth permission, Jason's name was heavy on your lips

"Jay, you feel so good. Please don't stop."

Your mind was flashing with vivid imagery of him railing you into the mattress with your feet sitting on his shoulders, his cock so big and filling that you felt drunk off of it when the night was over

Jason smirked to himself at the sound of your whimpers. He knew you loved that showerhead. He'd used it on you himself after all

Leaning against the doorframe with his shirt already discarded and the strain of his arousal pushing against the metal zipper of his pants, he watched as the fogged-up shower portrayed his favorite movie

His excitement grew when he saw your hand plaster the glass as an earth-shattering moan ricocheted inside the bathroom

"JASON!"

He grew thicker with need and decided enough was enough

"Hey, baby girl... Started the show without me, I see."

You stopped abruptly, the throes of your orgasm releasing you. You weren't embarrassed, not even in the slightest

Wiping your hand across the glass of the shower, your eyes boggled when you saw Jason standing upright in attention, his hand fisting around his cock

"Oh no..."

He smirked like a trickster. He reached you in two strides and yanked open the door. In a flash, he had your chest pressed against the cold tile wall and the showerhead in his grip

"Let's see if I can make you come harder, yeah? Bad girl, thinking just because we had a fight, you think you don't need me. This."

He pressed his length against your backside as he said 'This'

You knew he was going to punish you for it, and oh, you were beyond ready to make it up to him

↪ TIM DRAKE

College was hard and the studying felt like it would be the death of you. Tim was coming over later to help you out but before he did so, you felt the impending urge, the need to relax

As you sat at the kitchen table, unsure of when Tim would be coming through the door, you decided to offer yourself some relief. Maybe a quickie with yourself would be enough to calm your nerves

The moment your hands skated down your exposed belly and dipped underneath the waistband of your shorts, you shuddered from your own touch. There was nothing like Tim's hands on you but when push comes to shove, yours would do just fine

You teased yourself a little until you dipped a finger beneath your underwear to find that the slick had gathered. Collecting it and rubbing your clit in a few gentle circles before tightening up, your lips trembled with a soft moan, your eyebrows pinching together

Somehow you got lost in your touch. You leaned back in your chair and hurriedly shed your shorts. Tim wouldn't be here until later, you told yourself

You propped one foot up on one chair, your other foot on the other, and spread your legs wide. You pushed your fingers into your hot entrance and started rocking your hips back and forth, your cries echoing off the walls as you threw your head back and imagined Tim's hands in place of yours

"Tim, I love your fingers so much. They make me feel so good."

Little did you know though, Tim was standing outside of the door. He heard your moans and he inhaled sharply, the bag containing your favorite snacks as well as dinner balanced in his arms. He wanted you to relax. Now he knew how you needed to relax

He used the spare key you gave him to unlock the door softly. When he walked in and saw your legs spread, feet propped up, and your fingers hurriedly working your clit in circles, he nearly dropped his things

"Tim! I'm gonna come!"

Please do, Tim thought, his throat growing dry

His pants grew tighter and he felt like his t-shirt was suffocating him. So he set the items down in the living room and gently made his way into the kitchen area where you were furiously trying to come

He saw as your fingers exited your entrance, how wet and shiny they were. That's when your eyes caught him and you gasped, throwing your legs down and rushing to cover yourself

"TIM!"

"I didn't... I wasn't... Oh wow, you're so wet. I'm sorry!"

He blinked and watched you with a blush rising to his cheeks. But the ache to taste you- that battle was winning in his mind. So without saying another word, he walked over to you and got on his knees in front of you

"W-what are you doing?"

He spreads your legs and takes a look

"This all for me?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Good girl. So good. Let me help you, sweetheart."

Your eyes widen as Tim dives in, his lips claiming your clit. He wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. He'd finish you off before you could yourself

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c1nnam00n · 2 months

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I love smut and everything but where is the angst that makes me wanna cry and die at the same time

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honestly jdk just tim drake x reader where one/or multiple of the batfam walks in?? i just find them entertaining, or they are continually being interrupted through the day!

Warning: eventual smut and Tim is done with everyone’s shit. If it’s not the end of the world, don’t call me- level done. And you can tell it’s fanfic because Tim is actually an adult.

Tim didn’t get into shows very often. He’s busy and he has a terrible habit of falling asleep after the first 10 minutes. He didn’t want to watch the show but he was tinkering with some of his tech while sitting on the couch and you put it on. And that’s how he got sucked in.

“And Daphne said yes to that? Drew is not good enough to lie to her friends over,” he said and you started telling him the backstory.

You binge watch the next few episodes to catch up to the new season. It was a fun and scandalous show, nothing like Tim’s usual picks. And he thought it was cute how animated you were when talking about the show.

“Trevor needs to get his shit together or not only is Naomi going to leave him, he’ll go to jail,” Tim said.

“Yeah but he owes the local crime boss money and he said he’d kill his family otherwise,” you countered.

“Sounds like Gotham,” Tim quipped. You lightly smacked his arm before laying your head on his shoulder and entangling your arm in his.

“That is not comforting,” you said. “Oo they’re going to tell us who took the diamonds!”

The bat phone started ringing almost off the coffee table. You groaned and let Tim go to sit up to answer that.

“The corner of 17 and Parkway? How many combatants?” He said in Bat speak. And that’s when you knew your date night was over. He hung up and turned to you looking apologetic.

“I have to go,” he said. You sighed but pulled him into a hug.

“Be safe. I’ll be here,” you said with practices familiarity. He kissed you before grabbing his stuff and leaving. He didn’t get back until hours later with some fresh bruises and a girlfriend asleep on the couch.

It was 2 days later that you tried to continue the show. Tim had told Bruce to call someone else first. The door was locked and his phone was on silence. You’d even given him some pretty good incentives if you were uninterrupted and alone after the show.

It was all of ten minutes into the continued episode with pho takeout on the way that the fire escape window opened. In flopped Nightwing covered in mud.

“No,” Tim groaned. You huffed before pausing the show. “Do you need help?”

“Only a bit,” Dick said as the understatement of the year. He let Tim look at him to find that he was leaking blood all over the carpet from a bullet wound in his thigh. “Only a graze. Do you have a bandaid?”

“Good lord,” you replied as Tim called Alfred. You quickly grabbed a towel to stop the bleeding.

It was a few hours later and a carpet cleaner before Nightwing and your carpet were patched up. By that time it was the middle of the night and you couldn’t concentrate on anything. Tim promised a date night another day.

This one was a whole week later. All of the Robins had been warned under pain of torture to not talk to Tim for that evening. Because Tim was to put it mildly, frustrated. You two hadn’t had alone time in over a week.

You started the show back up with all entrances locked and phones off. You were able to watch the next 15 minutes before you heard broken glass.

“Hey did you know your window was locked,” Superboy said standing in front of the window. Tim practically growled before pausing the show to shove Kon out the window.

“I don’t know what you need but the other members of Young Justice are available. Call them,” Tim said but it was already too late. The wind had blown into the room and it was starting to snow outside so he couldn’t exactly ignore the window. Once again date night was canceled.

Tim was so frustrated that he had dreams about you in his bed. It was almost a week later and now 3 episodes behind on the show that you had another date night. He was almost willing to skip the show entirely at this point just to have alone time.

Tim had practically threatened everyone he knew with death threats to leave you both alone.

“Someone is feeling the mode,” Bart joked.

“You mean, someone needs to get laid,” Kon added.

“At this point, yes! I don’t want to see, hear, or think of either of you tonight. Unless it’s the apocalypse, then I don’t want to even know about it,” he growled. The two other heroes howled with laughter as he left.

You could tell Tim was distracted and preoccupied by the way his hand gripped and squeezed your thigh. He gave you frequent kisses between scenes. As the episode ended, Tim pounced.

“Tim!” You gasped as he pushed you to lay on the couch before the credits were even done. It turned to a moan as his hand slid between your thighs to rub you through your panties.

“It’s been way too long,” he groaned as he kissed down your throat. He was almost never this aggressive and it was dizzying. He pushed your panties to the side to finger you.

“Oh fuck,” you gasped as he hit deep inside you. His hips rubbed his hard cock against you. He pulled at your shirt with one hand.

“Take it off,” he groaned with impatience. Before you had even gotten the fabric over your head, he had attacked your chest. Pulling a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard while fingering you thoroughly had you whimpering.

You shoved down his pants to grasp him in a loose fist. Tim rutted into your hand while sloppily kissing across your chest.

“Please, want you,” you whined and he wasted no time sliding in. Your back arched with a gasp. His arm reached behind your back and Tim took his time with long deep strokes.

This pleasure cycle couldn’t last forever and you both finished far too soon. Tim kissed you softly and gently.

“We can continue this later. I think the food is here,” he said.

“Sounds good,” you said adjusting your clothes and sitting up. “I’ll be right back,” you added as you went to clean up.

Tim answered the door in his messied hair and haphazardly placed clothes. Instead of the food delivery guy, it was Jason standing with his food box. Tim frowned.

“What do you want?”

“Pizza anyone?”

“Leave,” tim growled, taking the box. Jason laughed.

“Interrupting something?” Tim almost slammed the door in his face. “Hey, I just need keys to the Robin motorbike,” Jason added. “Oh I didn’t know you watched that show. Can you believe that in last week’s episode, it was the mom all along. Wild hu?”

Tim sighed before throwing the keys at Jason. “Go away.” He slammed the door.

“Well that sucks,” you said across the room.

Tim locked the door and sat the pizza box on the table. “I’m gonna be honest, and that is that I really just want to finish what we started before pizza. I’m not picky where.”

You laughed before letting him grab you fireman style over his shoulder to drag you into the bedroom. There was no way you were answering the door after that.

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