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gas-station-trackphone · 6 months

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ftm trans Eddie Munson gets turned into a chew toy for hell bats and rescued in the 11th hour by his friends who don't know he's trans, who have to run some triage first aid and can hardly make sense of the blood and gore that used to be his body as they cut off his shirt and pants to get access to the worst of the wounds, who definitely aren't in their right minds well enough anyway to think of anything other than stopping the bleeding and getting him to a hospital, which they do, and miraculously Eddie finds himself blinking awake in a bright, fluorescent room feeling exactly like he imagines a chew toy for hell bats would feel in the aftermath which is to say: like shit. Even more miraculously, he finds hometown hero Steve Harrington posted up at his bedside with greasy hair (!!! Eddie never thought he'd see the day) and bags under his eyes.

The overwhelming relief on Steve's face when he sees Eddie is awake is touching, the misty eyes and cracking voice when he says god, i thought you were toast, man are downright flattering and, let's face it, giving Eddie all the wrong ideas that he figures he has an I-almost-died pass for at the moment so he rocks with it, let's himself indulge in the fantasy for a moment. Then, gradually, Steve's relief becomes more and more obviously some brand of deeply felt pity (or sympathy, but Eddie's never been good at distinguishing the two), which bursts his bubble enough to call him out.

"I know I look like what comes out the business end of a meat grinder, but I swear I'm good, dude. They definitely have me on the good shit, I hardly feel it. I'll be good as new in no time." Big fat fucking lie, by the way, but he'll say whatever if it gets that wounded puppy look out of Harrington's eyes.

"I...yeah, Eddie, I'm glad." And whatever it is he doesn't want to say, whatever is putting that you poor motherfucker look on his face, he's absolutely the opposite of subtle about it.

Eddie can hear the manifestation of his panic on the heart monitor.

"What? What is it? Is everyone- is Dustin-?" He can't say it, can't even think it, would rather be slowly torn to shreds all over again than know he failed at his one fucking task to keep the kid safe.

"No! I mean, yes, he's fine, they're all fine. Henderson's got a broken ankle and both of Max's arms are broken but the docs say they'll be fine in a few months with physical therapy."

The release of tension in Eddie's body hurts almost as much as the relief soothes him. "Okay then, what the fuck are you not telling me? It's fine, I'm a big boy, Harrington, I can take it."

He sighs, looking sick with it. "Eds...I don't know how to tell you this."

Oh god, what the fuck. Eddie's right back to freaking out because Steve looks inexplicably guilty, pained in the face like he's about to deliver the worst news he could imagine but if everyone's fine then-

"It's your dick, man. It's- it's gone. The bats-"

And Eddie laughs so hard he tears about a dozen stitches, immediately stops laughing, and throws up over the side of the bed and thankfully not all over his freshly reopened wounds as Steve shouts for help.

Eventually, when he's all stitched up again and barely hanging on to his hard earned lesson to not literally bust his gut laughing about the look on Steve's face (he has to force himself not to tell Wayne the specifics of how he ended up back in the OR, because he's absolutely gonna crack up and Eddie will definitely be unable to help himself from laughing with him), he realizes he's going to come out to all his friends in the very near future because holy shit, he has to tell everyone about Steve's utterly devastated expression at the news of Eddie's Ken doll-ification by way of demobat.

#I've been laughing about this in my head for WEEKS #the idea that steve feels so bad eddie got his dick eaten by demobats that he literally can't hide it and tells him immediately kills me #as always please read into the gay subtext here bc yes eddie also tells this story at their wedding many years down the line #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie

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hood-ex · 17 days

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Dick: I had Robin tell your assistant we'd rather talk in private. Damian: Fifteen million for three bedrooms? That's obscene. - Batman: Streets of Gotham #4

#lolol the way that damian will be like: grayson let me pummel this man for 20 min w no weapons #and dick will be like: no!!#but then dick will be like: go keep that man quiet #and damian will be like: k #and then damian will just sit down after business is done to read his lil magazine asldjka #no but what do you mean you don't like damian what do you mean #look at him asldkja #Dick Grayson #Damian Wayne

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roppiepop · 1 year

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vestiges of your childhood

#tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #barbara gordon #dicktim #jaytim #but also like??? not necessarily #if u want this to just be Tim’s unrequited hero worship crush then fine 😔😔😔 kick the guy while he’s down #roppie tries to draw #made with the thoughts of tim being a weird unsupervised kid #but also this was me w my dad’s old pda where i thought the exit button meant it deleted 😔😔#im the absolutely genuine sentiments everyone is conveying

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spideesenses · 9 months

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Heat → Miguel O’Hara

pairing: miguel o’hara x afab!reader

warnings: smut! MDNI! there’s no piv, just dry (wet) hmping. dom!miguel. panty fcking. light degrading. mentions of menstrual cycle.

prompt: Miguel doesn’t take his rapture serum, letting his more animalistic tendencies surface.

note: this has been my brainrot for several days now bc my bf did it to me and i😵‍💫 please practice safe & clean sex! you can mess up your pH balance especially with something like this, so please make sure you know the proper aftercare. love u

He could smell you. The scent of your wet slick between your thighs sent him in a frenzy, not to mention that you were ovulating. So this intense wave of horniness would hit you randomly. You’d been trying so hard to concentrate on the mission report that Jess was delivering, squeezing your thighs to gain some friction.

As Jess wrapped up the mission report, Miguel dismissed everyone. Everyone except for you. A wave of panic shot through you. You knew there was better choices to be made during the mission, but was it worth getting reprimanded for?

“What is this about?” you spoke softly, stepping forward. The release of your tightened thighs only released the scent of your dripping pussy even more so. As you stepped closer, the scent filled his nostrils and he had to stop his eyes from rolling back.

“You were helping Lyla reproduce my rampage serum earlier this week.” Miguel finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity. He wasn’t asking, he was stating the fact. So you were unsure what he wanted from you.

“Yeah, you had me stay back from a mission because I was feeling unwell.” you period was so crippling that day. You still wanted to make an impact so you asked Miguel for an alternative project to work on. “Is there a problem?”

The question made him chuckle dryly. You felt her pulse at the sound. That, you couldn’t help. He turned giving you what seemed like a grin. A sadistic grin.

“When you updated the inventory,” he waved his hand and a computer monitor came up. Video footage of you storing 6 vials into his cabinet pulled up. You had turned in your rolling chair to lean over as you went to fill out the fields on the computer.

Your name

The date

The serums you were making updates to

The quantity

You squinted your eyes at the footage. Oh. Seemingly enough, you had fatfingered an extra number on the file and saved it carelessly before exiting the lab.

“I was under the impression that I had another 10 vials to last me before I had to make more. I actually would have asked you to assist me in that again, but because of your mistake,” he swiped his hand again, making the video feed disappear and taking a step closer to you, making you instinctively back up. “I am all out.” he wasted no time grabbing you by the neck, forcing you to look up at him. “Do you understand what that means cariño?”

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out, wincing as his grip on your throat tightened. You reached up to grab his wrist, giving it a squeeze.

He ignored your apology. “And while Lyla is scrambling to make a new batch, I have sit here and smell you.” if his teeth wasn’t dripping with venom, his voice was. This didn’t help your problem. You could feel the wetness collecting at the crotch of your suit. The way he was manhandling you? Scolding you as a means to humiliate you? He took a whiff of the air once more, blinking a few times before narrowing his eyes at you. “Is this- Are you getting aroused by this?” you didn’t have to answer, he could smell it.

Due to his lack of rampage, his senses seemed to have heightened. He was more aware, he had to be. He was like an animal released in the wild with no limits to his terrain.

He needed you just as much as you needed him. He’d take you as quickly as he could, oh but he knew it would take patience. As mean and broody as he was, he was still a gentleman, when he wanted to be. Images of you being manhandled, moaning with him touching every inch of your body. He blinked a few times realizing you were using your powers on him. You could project thoughts into ones mind.

“Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop.” he nuzzled his face into your neck, peppering kisses there. Miguel teasingly dragged his fangs against the soft skin at your neck, making you whimper.

“Don’t stop,” you huffed out. Your sexual frustrations were agonizing, body heating up quickly as your dripping slick grew warmer. The sounds that were coming from you reminded Miguel of the sounds that a prey would make when it was caught. The primal instinct was to bite you, mark you as his territory.

A sweet little moan escaped passed your lips. Miguel looked down and seen your thumbs caressing your nipple through your suit. He could see the hardened mound, how painful it looked. The thought of you pleasuring yourself underneath him would have been more than okay… if he wasn’t feeling territorial.

Miguel flicked your hand away, grasping your breast in his free hand, his other still tightly around your throat. He palmed over your sensitive bud, the feeling of a more calloused hand over your boob feeling sensational. You didn’t care how needy your mewls had sounded, you were unbelievably turned on out of your mind. Whatever he was willing to give you, you would take. The moans falling passed your lips were caught with his.

You would occasionally buck your hips into his, emitting a growl as he lightly bit your bottom lip. You needed friction. Anything to relieve the growing pain. With control, you bucked your hips slowly, making sure to drag the pool of wetness onto his suit. You’d let out a breathless ‘heh’ as you felt him through his suit.

Oh and he could feel you alright. The one stroke alone had left a wet on his suit. He quickly commanded for his suit to disappear and he was suddenly bare in front of you.

He was mouthwateringly gorgeous. His chiseled chest through his suit was a masterpiece. And now that it was bare right in front of you? He looked too delicious to be consumed. His waist was slim in comparison to his chest, yet bulky and defined. His happy trail lead down to something that you would consider very happy to see you. It wasn’t just the girth that intimidated you, it was the length as well. How the hell was he going to fit that in you without breaking you or tearing you in half?

He wasted no time in tearing at the crotch of your suit.

“Hey!” you whined. You’d made your own suit. You were actually one of the only spider people without an upgraded suit. The first version of your suit was your now ruined suit.

“I’ll program you another suit princesa,” he panted, gasping as your silky red underwear came into view. Though the wet patch of your underwear presented a more maroon color. He lifted you up on his desk, pushing his keyboard and mouse off in the process. He bent down, taking a whiff of your clothed, soaked pussy.

His eyes glossed over crimson. Miguel wasn’t even sure if he had ever been this aroused before. Maybe it was because he couldn’t remember a damn day where he was out of his serum. He pressed your lips together in a hard kiss, jerking his hips forward so the leaky tip of his cock would press against your puffy clit.

“M’gonna fuck you with your panties on,” he mumbled against your lips. He guided his cock underneath your panties, collecting the wetness from your crying pussy. The tightness of your underwear was enough to keep his cock firmly pressed against your slit.

You bucked your hips eagerly, whimpering as the feeling of his cock against your pussy stimulated the most sensitive part of you. He switched hands; one resumed its position at the base of your neck, pinning you down on his desk and the other held your thigh as it was hiked over his hip.

Miguel rutted his hips, letting out a sigh of relief. Although it wasn’t the inside of your plush, wet heat, this would do. The scent of you enveloped him and he could only imagine what your velvety walls would feel like fluttering around him.

“More, please.” you begged, tears brimming your eyes as you could feel yourself wanting more than just the slow rolling of the hips.

“Oh,” Miguel pursed his lips, looking down at you. “Look at you so desperate for my cock.” he was talking down on you again, making your jaw fall slack as he slowly picked up the pace, stimulating your clitoris a little more.

The sounds that were coming from the underside of his cock rubbing against your wet slit were pornographic almost. Slosh, slosh, slosh. If he could drown in your puddles of wetness, he’d be all in you every second of everyday.

“Cock hungry and I haven’t even been inside of you,” he coo’d. He drew his hips back, the tip of his cock slipping past your folds. Miguel’s eyes locked onto yours as he gently prodded past your pussy lips.

At this point, it was like you were the animal. Bucking your hips in desperation, tears spilling from your eyes as you pleaded - as you begged him to break you. He could take you however he wanted, he could make it hurt, you just needed him.

“You’re gonna shut up and take what I give you, like the slut you are. Do you understand me?” his voice was stern enough to pull you from your cock drunk state. You nodded your head. “Use your words, princesa.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes sir,” you answered before he shoved his fingers into your mouth, to which you suckled on with joy.

“That’s my good girl,” he gave you positive reinforcement. Slowly begin to move his hips again, only this time he had his thumb placed on top of the fabric of your panties, so he could keep the placement of his cock over your clit.

His pace was unforgiving. The sound of you begging so desperately for his cock echoing. The image of you crying over not being fucked was glued to the back of his eyelids. You were so cock drunk already, it made him wonder how long you’d been thinking about him fucking you.

Images of you fucking yourself with your fingers, free hand pinching your nipple while moaning his name popped up in his head. Here you were, projecting images into his head once more. As he’s fucking you through your panties, he can feel the grip of your mouth releasing his fingers. Your mouth was ajar as he pistoned his hips against yours, your moans and his grunts filling the room.

“Fuck, Miguel,” you moaned, your hand capturing your breast. “Please, can I come?”

How obedient. Still asking him permission after he told you to take whatever it was he was giving. How much were you wrapped around his finger?

“Yeah baby, you can come. Come for me,” he leaned over, mumbling into your ear, his teeth grazing over the shell of your ear. “Come on, be a good girl for me.” hearing that made you whimper in his ear as you released the knot that was forming in your stomach.

“Fuu-“ you whined, arching your back against him. Your walls clenched around nothing, wishing you could milk him for every drop. You felt your body convulse as euphoria took over you, your cheeks flushed red as your legs shook around Miguel. He could feel your hard nipples on his bare chest. In the frenzy you were in, he had no idea how you were even coherent enough to reach down between you two. Your hand kept his cock in place while your thumb circled around his sensitive tip.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head. He imagined the softness of your hands being as soft as you were on the inside as he pounded you. His hips began to stammer as he released his load into your panties, with a guttural moan. His hips slowed and he rested his forehead against yours.

You could feel how heavy your panties were. They were slicked down from the wetness of your pussy, and now they were filled with Miguel’s cum.

“Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me,” Miguel muttered.

“Huh?” he heard Jess’ voice in confusion.

He blinked and suddenly Jess, Peter, and you surrounded him. Just as you did during the mission report. Jess and Peter were confused to say the least, but not you.

Your smug grin confirmed Miguel’s thoughts. You had been using your powers to project your sexual fantasies in his head.

“Ay coño,” he whispered under his breath. “I’m gonna fucking kill her.”

#someone tell my bf to dick me down pls i beg #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #atsv miguel #alia writes

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rinasangel · 4 months

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𝗄𝖺𝗓𝗎𝗁𝖺.

g!p kazuha x fem reader

cw : dom kazuha, rough zuha, g!p, sub babygirl reader, daddy kink, unprotected sex, stomach bulge, pet names like ‘princess’ & ‘pretty girl’😵‍💫, mentions of cheating with yunjin, mentions of corruption, overstimulation, squirting, creampie, mentions of pregnancy, pure smut n nasty sex ☺️

a/n : to the anon who requested dom kazuha, sorry if you didn’t want g!p :(( I couldn’t stop myselfff🤤

zuha , reader

You tried your best to hold back your tears as your girlfriend scolded you for your previous behavior. Everything was all too much to handle. From the way her harsh tone rang throughout your ears to the way her huge dick bullied its way into your tiny cunt. Kazuha had you laid on your back, nothing on except your baby pink panties she pulled aside for easy access instead of just taking them off, because she knew you liked it better like this. You hugged your favorite plushie closely to you, it was the pink bunny that Zuha bought for you because she said it reminded her of you, trying to ground yourself as her long cock constantly bumped against your cervix. She was hitting all the right spots inside, making your vision go blurry as you failed to listen to her little lecture.

“You just couldn’t stay away from her could you? Such a fucking slut, couldn’t wait for daddy to get home so you fuck her best friend. Isn’t that right princess?”

You peeked up at her behind the plushie with big teary eyes, ones you knew she couldn’t resist. But this time, she was teaching you a lesson and disregarded any of your little tricks to get her to be nicer.

“‘m so-rry daddy. couldn’t help it… needed you so badly ‘n yunny offered to help.” You barely managed to squeak out as she scoffed and gripped your hips even harder.

She was right though. Last night you were waiting impatiently for Kazuha to get home, nothing but the thought of her dicking you down running through your mind. Yunjin happened to be in the dorm at that time and saw your needy state, offering a hand, well maybe more than just a hand iykwim ;). Things led to another, and next thing you know, you were on the couch bouncing on top of your girlfriend’s best friend’s cock, and you even let her cum inside. You couldn’t help it :( Kazuha had corrupted you into this cock hungry little slut, ready to jump on anyone’s dick when she wasn’t around to satisfy you.

“Nothing but fucking excuses. What’s next? Are you gonna let Chaewon and Sakura cum inside this pussy too? My pussy? This pussy’s mine and mine only you dumb slut.”

You gasped when she ripped the plushie from your hold and threw it somewhere in the room, you have nothing to hide behind now. A pout adorned your features when your girlfriend just smirked at you, picking up speed and maintained eye contact that became almost unbearable when you felt her reach a special spot inside of your used cunt.

“d-daddy, why did you th-throw tokki?” you said with a deep frown and teary eyes.

You were the type of person to apologize to your plushies when they fell off of your bed, so you almost felt guilty by your girlfriend’s actions (it’s silly, i know😭).

“You don’t need anything else distracting you, princess. Just focus on me fucking this tight cunt of yours.” Kazuha grunted out, struggling to thrust her big cock in and out of the tightness of your small pussy.

“o-okay daddy.”

You never disobeyed your daddy and settled on digging your nails into the light pink sheets beneath you, almost tearing them. Squelching noises filled your senses, along with Kazuha’s low and sexy moans and grunts. A knot formed in your tummy as daddy continued to hit that certain spot inside your sopping cunt. Her balls smacked against your ass from the force of how hard she was thrusting into you.

Your breath hitched and tears fell down your cheeks when her thumb made contact with your swollen clit, relentlessly rubbing in circles, forcing you into your high. Loud moans and whines escaped your mouth as your orgasm hit in full force, your cunt clenching hard around her large shaft and creaming on it. You let out shaky breaths, trembling thighs trying to close because she was starting to fuck you into overstimulation.

“d-daddy, please. slow down, i just- fuck- came.”

Your pleads fell to deaf ears though. Kazuha smiled at your fucked out state and pushed your thighs back, reaching even deeper places in your cunt with the new angle. She was relentless, ignoring your cries as she just continued pushing her thick cock into your pussy, stretching out the small hole. A new knot formed quickly again, faster than the last as she bottomed out inside you over and over again, driving you to your limit.

“wait, daddy, ‘m cumming again!” You barely managed to speak through your broken sobs that she caused.

You groaned as you felt a liquid rush out of you when she gave a particularly hard thrust. Clear cum splashed against her pelvis, coating her lower abdomen as well. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt relief once again, this time way more intense than the last. An arm covered your eyes, you refused to look into her eyes after squirting all over her.

“Look at me, pretty girl.” Kazuha was now fucking you softly while she gently palmed the prominent bulge her large cock made in your lower tummy.

Your arm fell to your side as you looked at her, sniffling and moaning while making eye contact. Your gaze trailed down to see her palming at the bulge in your tummy, eyes rolling back as she kept rubbing her hard shaft along the sensitive walls of your pussy. Your mind was hazy and numb while all you could think about was cock, daddy’s cock.

“Wow, look at the mess you made princess.”

Strings of sticky cum stuck to her pelvis and cock every time she pulled out, causing you to blush in embarrassment.

A shock of pleasure and pain shot through your body when Kazuha began pounding you into again, pushing you far past overstimulation and sensitivity. This time, she wanted to see you do the work. Since you’re so cock crazy, she wanted to see how much you needed and wanted it.

Flipping the two of you over, she sat up with her back against the headboard. You weakly gripped her shoulders for support as your whole body trembled.

“Ride me, princess.”

And so you did. It was your favorite thing to do anyways, but it was much harder when your cunt was so sensitive you almost came within seconds, or when she started to suck on your tits and pinch your nipples.

Kazuha made you do everything, just to show you that were hers, and only hers. She made you ride her until you were crying again, made you suck her off until you were gagging from her face fucking you, made you take it from behind like a good girl until you were screaming her name.

You were so fucked out after losing count of how many times she made you cum. Six? Seven? Hell maybe even eight. All of that and she hasn’t even dumped her own load into your begging cunt. She had her arms wrapped around your stomach as she fucked into the mattress. You could feel her tits press against your back, and it drove you insane. Kazuha’s hand found your clit once again and she made a mess of you, pinching and circling the bundle of nerves until you couldn’t take it anymore.

“stop… i c-can’t daddy…” your eyes were closed as you drifted in and out of consciousness, the only feeling filling your senses being daddy’s hard cock throbbing inside.

“Well you’re gonna.” Kazuha was dead serious, she was going to force another orgasm out of you, and she’s not going to take no for an answer.

“You’re gonna cum again like a good girl, and maybe I’ll consider giving you my load.”

Now that sounded like a good deal. So you endured one more mind shattering orgasm just in hopes to feel her hot cum paint your walls.

This time, her hands gripped your hips and harshly pushed you against the bed as she pounded you, making your ass bounce after every thrust. It was clear she was finally pushing herself to her own climax. Kazuha focused on the way your pussy perfectly squeezed around her aching cock, loving the feeling of you trying to milk her absolutely dry and empty her heavy balls.

“Fuck princess, you feel amazing. I’m gonna fill this pussy to the brim ‘n knock you up so good. You’ll be mine forever.”

You could barely manage a small hum in response, patiently waiting for her to fill you up. Kazuha’s hips stuttered as she approached her orgasm, tightly gripping the sides of your panties(yes they’re still on, she’s such a perv😵‍💫) and rolling her hips into you. Her veiny cock throbbed and twitched as she grunted out.

“Princess… gonna cum. You feel so warm ‘n wet, fuck-“

Kazuha moaned loudly and buried her face into your shoulder, her eyebrows furrowed as her teeth sank into your soft skin, marking you up. One hand squeezed your waist and the other gripped your ass. She gave a few small thrusts before burying her cock into you and cumming deep inside. Her large shaft throbbed as thick ropes of white pulsed out of her pink tip.

“Good girl, so fucking good for me princess. Take this cum, my pretty cock sleeve.”

So warm and so thick. You sighed in satisfaction as your girlfriend emptied herself, gifting you the feeling of her gooey cum shooting into your womb.

Kazuha took a few minutes to calm down before pulling out her flaccid cock, drenched in your sticky juices as well as her own. She carefully flipped you on to your back before readjusting your now soaked panties to cover your sore cunt again. Lying down beside you, Kazuha pulled you to rest on top of her as she held you in her arms, ignoring the way your soft skin felt against her wet cock.

“Keep my cum inside baby. You’re mine, no one else’s. Don’t want anyone else touching or fucking what’s mine.”

#le sserafim smut #kpop smut #girl group smut #kazuha smut #yunjin smut #chaewon smut #sakura smut #le sserafim imagines #im actually so down horrendous for big dick zuha like maam pls give me ur cock-🧎‍♀️#g!p #nakamura kazuha smut

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otrtbs · 7 months

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okay hi! hello everyone! yikes!

art heist, baby and tender curiosities, baby! have been taken down very briefly but please do not fret! i have every intention of uploading them again very soon. i have been dealing with people selling copies of art heist, baby! recently despite me asking 385845 times for people not to and despite me no longer allowing people to bind my fics. so i took the two works that people were selling down while i issued some cease and desist letters and made some more copyright infringement claims. but they'll be back up shortly as soon as all of this is resolved. it's nothing to stress over friends! <3

i will ask that you refrain from sharing the pdfs and things around unless you know and trust that the people you're giving the pdfs to won't open an etsy shop and start selling them for profit. at least till this is resolved. thanks!

#tbh i wanted this to go quietly while i handled this issue and i have no idea how you all noticed so QUICKLY but #anyway #just imagine i took them down for maintenance or smth it is not the end of the world it's all good #but 2 everyone who is checking in on me thank u love u all <3 that' very sweet !!!#im fine!! no one is being massively a dick on a large scale or anything!!!! no tea !! im good!!!!!#it's me i have control issues that's all!#nat speaks

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jpxfordsstuff · 4 months

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If choso dies I will effing have a mental breakdown dramatically, anyways I want him inside me.

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rhiaemrys · 2 years

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I love having been able to watch a little, about how tumblrs "Batman uses child soldiers argument" has shifted so much. Like it used to be agreed that Bruce is at fault and yet. Comics canon proves otherwise.

Dick Grayson went for his parents murderers throats LONG before he put on the scaley panties

You're going to look me in the eye and say that the minute Jason Peter Todd got the chance to he wouldn't absolutely knock the shit outta a dude harassing a working girl?

TIM LITERALLY FOLLOWED THEM HOME AND WENT "Stop being idiots, you need robin and if it's gotta be me then FINE" and then MADE HIMSELF ONE

Stephanie brown snuck into the Batcave in a homemade suit and told Bruce to train her or suck it the fuck up

Even Damian one way or another would be involved in this if he HADNT been trained by the Al Ghuls to be a tiny child assassin

And this doesn't even account for all the other "of child age" heroes that keep popping up without Bruce's will. Bruce doesn't train child soldiers, this man trains feral gremlins of children who at any moment are ready to snap and beat the shit outta some criminal. They're literally only looking for an excuse at this point.

#dc #batfam #batfamily #batman #tim drake #robin #dick grayson #jason todd #stephanie brown #damian wayne #bruce wayne #I fully acknowledge this is a heavy watering down of their stories but its funny specifically to ME the way this conversation has evolved

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spacedace · 7 months

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Had a thought about the Reluctant War and made myself a bit sad and I have no idea if it'll make it into the story proper so I'm going to inflict it upon all you guys:

Dick Grayson on the streets of Gotham trying to do everything he can to help as everyone join the ghosts in fighting the GIW, suddenly has a version of the GAV barreling down towards him and for some reason he can't get out of the way in time.

He thinks he's about to join the army of the dead in a whole new way, when the tank fo a vehicle is suddenly sent flying as something massive charged it from the side. He hears a familiar bellowing and then realizes that it's Zitka, a ghost after passing away peacefully a few years before.

She wasn't apart of the army of the ghosts, wasn't brought in to fight. She's just been following her tiny human child around all these years and now that there's enough ecto in the air to do so, she's going to protect him with all her might.

Dick is emotional, so thankful to have his old friend back, but the city is still in a state of chaos. He gets onto Zitka's back and they get to work, running - flying - around helping to grab the injured and whisk them away to safety or take out other GAVs and the like.

It's absurd and freeing and wonderful all at once to be literally flying through the skies of Gotham on the ghost of his elephant best friend, and if Dick wasn't already on the side of King Phantom he is *now* and -

He gets shot off Zitka's back.

A GIW agent was aiming for the Ghost elephant but somehow *missed* and hit Dick instead. Not enough to injure him too badly, but enough to send him flying off Zitka's back and plummeting to the ground. His grapple is broken, and Zitka is diving for him but she's being shot at and she's not going to make it in time and -

A hand, reaching out to him in midair, familiar with its callouses and strong grip as he reaches out and grasps it, body suddenly swinging in a different direction and muscles acting on memory as he falls into the old, achingly familiar routine of his childhood. His mother, ethereal and bright as she smiles down at him, hanging upside down from a bar suspended from nothing but open sky as they swing and he is let go, flipping on instinct and caught by the steady strong hands of his father.

The Flying Graysons reunited in the skies above Gotham, Dick's ghostly parents determined to ensure their little bird never falls the way they did.

#dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #dick grayson #zitka the elephant #the flying graysons #the reluctant war #reluctant war au #i'm just really in my feels this morning about Dick reuniting with his dead family members #lile they're there because they always have been there watching over him #now he's just able to see and interact with them #and don't even get me started about Thomas and Martha Wayne running around helping Alfred and their grandkids #Alfred getting cornered and out of ammo just for someone to shoot off a GIW agent's head with a shotgun and he turns to see martha there #One of the kids gets injured and a ghost with an old fashioned doctor's bag drops down and takes care of them #and he looks so *familiar* that in their out of sorts state the batkid thinks it's Bruce #and Thomas just pats them gently and says: close chum. you can call me grandpa if you like #I'M HAVING A LOT OF FEELINGS THIS MORNING ABOUT ALL OF THIS OKAY 😭😭😭

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bonchobrick · 11 months

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tw: slight suicidal actions (but not really the batfam are wildly clueless to the actual context to danny's bullshit hes not suicidal--in this fic--he's dead get it RIGHT brucie)

Au where Batfam are entirely convinced that the new vigilante in Gotham, danny, has time travel powers because he can vanish away from their senses completely

This becomes a problem however when

Bruce searches for him because wants to save Jason. Danny can save Jason not in the--im a time traveler and i can bring him or you back from or to the past--but in the, I’m a ghost king and have domain over the dead haha

Batfam become really concerned watching Phantom fight because “if he has time travel powers why doesn’t he avoid getting hit every time he can” and get worried phantom is purposefully letting himself get hurt

Danny in all honesty is just vibin the entire time while the batfam is going crazy at every sliver of info they get about danny because like

okay hes a time traveler thats established they got over that

This guy whos somehow been able to stop and rehabilitate rouges (ghosts) in his town is 15??

he may be the kindest most self destructive kid they've ever met like who immediately agrees to help people who were trying to capture and interogate him because he 'thinks we are better than the last billionaire who did this' what the FUCK

Oh yeah and they find out as a bonus in the end that his normal unpowered form he is a teen with black hair and blue eyes (bruce no no dont do it dont--)

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Bruce is losing his mind

Okay so at the start of this there’s an unknown vigilante (danny) that Batman tends to bump into. Except Batman isn’t sure what he is.

Every time they run into each other Batman can tell there should just be a person beside him but before he gets a glimpse and opens his eyes to empty fresh air.

A vigilante that can vanish before their very eyes?

What do the bats think about this?

They think this vigilante can control time and is doing that to sneak out of their gaze.

Now here’s where the funny part comes in

Bruce goes on a wild hunt to search for the vigilante with a plan. To make them turn back time so that he can save his son.

The problem with this?

Danny is not a time traveler most days–scratch that he's not one at all. He can save his son Jason though, in fact he wants to, it’s just he needs to figure out a way to do this whilst not blowing his cover that he is the goddamn ghost king.

So he pretends that he does have time powers and that he just… uh… needs a minute to figure them out… yeah that!

Cue Batfam getting progressively more worried about Danny because ‘if he could turn back time—why doesn’t he avoid those hits?’

They all kinda think Danny is like purposefully hurting himself so now Danny is forced to eat breakfast with them and sleep at their manor. I mean he’s confused at why they always look so worried about something but he’ll make sure Batman’s son gets home soon! Plus the rich people temporary-living-situation without all the ‘I want to adopt you’ billionaire bullshit is pretty sweet!!

(somewhere in the ghost zone jason is tearing up laughing at the batfam as they struggle to not burst into flames trying to figure out danny-- like for christs sake they think the ghost king is an american doctor who and are trying to get him to spill where his tardis is)

#dc x dp #dp x dc #fanfiction #danny phantom #batfam #danny fenton #bruce wayne #batman #jason todd #Batfam trying to be relatable to a time traveler: so... 1990 was sooo cool right?#danny sweatdropping having never passed basic history on his own w/o cheating since elementary: yea i loved seeing real life dinosaurs haha #dick born in 1990: what #mans never passed world history #dick is so sad #everyone keeps calling him a dinosaur now and its really getting to him #tim pointing at dick: this 24 year old is a FOSSIL #dick crying: leave me ALONE im still YOUNg and BEAUTIFUL #danny: i think I caused a new episode of family fights #batfam watching danny slam down from five stories of concrete worried as hell #danny casually getting up: whats up guys! whos ready to partay!!#batfam: haha... *silently dials hotline* ...mee #its been a bit since I last posted one of these so its not my best :(#Ill be sure to edit some good ones soon so yall can read :))#ohkay gn lovelies ^^#oh my god its only 12 nevermind i lied hey guys have a good afternoon #batfamily #danny is a little shit #batfam are so confused

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ky-landfill · 1 year

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#jason todd #dog #literally thats its name #adhoc psychiatric assistance dog found on the street #arkham knight #stolen tag; plot twist the shirt is a hand me down from Dick #arkham jason

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ghost-bxrd · 3 months

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Do you have more fae!Dick headcanons, but from the batfam or his friends pov? 🥺

Check out this awesome post for a phenomenal addition to the Fae verse!

But in case you wanna stick with only Dick being fae, here’s some more headcanons for you, hehe ✨ I can never say no to doing more 👏

I don’t know enough about Dick’s friends to do a good pov for them, but here’s Bruce and Jason for now 💚

Bruce

Bruce knew something was other about Dick from the moment he started screaming when his parents fell and every single animal inside the circus went wild

Dick is a strange child. he never lies, but he’s got this uncanny ability to maneuver around the truth and make it bend to his will. It comes in handy during his Robin days, but Bruce will be the first to admit it creeps him out a bit. Even thinks that sound like a lie on surface level and up being truthful. To the letter.

Contracts. During their time as Batman and Robin, Bruce unknowingly enters into multiple little deals with Dick without being aware of it. Dick never takes advantage, but there’s one instance where Bruce finally realizes how important it is to leave absolutely no loopholes in orders or wordings when Dick nearly kills someone and it still falls into the terms of their agreement

The manor. Things have never been completely normal about the ancestral home, but with Dick around the walls seem to breathe. There’s always a light on behind some window even when it’s late and Alfred is long asleep. At night something scratches along the walls and the scent of rain and mushrooms lingers in the air. Neither Bruce or Alfred ever find its source. Hallways become long and winding when you’re half asleep. The walk to the restroom ends up being at least ten minutes.

Bruce yells at Dick and uses his full name for the first time and Dick just— folds. It’s not his true name, but he treats it as such. And Bruce is horrified at the way Dick’s entire form seems to warp and gain new joints and twist itself outside the human imagination. But then he blinks and it’s just Dick again, glaring balefully, hissing at Bruce not to use his name in anger. Ever. Bruce is too startled to do anything but promise he won’t.

Promises. Dick uses them sparingly, but when he does he upholds them with a vengeance. Bruce learns to never, ever make Dick promise something that will endanger him. Because dick would still follow through on it blindly.

Promises made by other people. Dick becomes vindictive if he thinks someone isn’t upholding their end of the bargain. The first time it happens, a simple thing about being home in time for dinner, Bruce got assaulted by rabid deer with curiously sharp teeth on his way to the car. In the middle of Gotham City. Bruce and Dick have a serious talk afterwards.

Jason

Dick is less than thrilled when Jason is declared Robin. Fae are possessive. That’s his name Bruce gave away. That’s his family Jason is infiltrating. Dick wants Jason gone. (Bruce barely manages to stop the murder of crows from shoving Jason off a roof)

Jason doesn’t realize there’s a pissed off fae out for blood. Bruce has a hard time rallying Dick, but he manages. Ergo; Jason thinks the manor is the best thing since sliced bread and he’s super excited about meeting Dick. He joins Alfred in making Dick’s favorite meal for his official visit and unknowingly ends up winning Dick over with it. An offering of favored food to fae creatures goes a long way in earning their favor. And Dick is no different. It helps that the food is genuinely delicious and Jason jumps at the chance to refill his plate. Jason unknowingly dodged a bullet there.

Dick becomes protective of Jason. Jason is his now in the same way Bruce and Alfred are. They’re human. He’s fae. They’re so very vulnerable and susceptible to injury and manipulation.

Jason avoids wandering the halls of Wayne manor alone for the longest time because he always feels there are eyes following him. (They are.)

The manor, reacting to Dick’s inherent magic, shortens each of Jason’s routes. It creeps Jason out even more

Sometimes there are feathers at the foot of Jason’s bed. He doesn’t know what kind of bird they could be from. When he shows them to Bruce the man just sighs

Jason has a temper tantrum and retreats into the woods behind the manor. He can’t find his way back until he calls out for Dick and suddenly the manor looms behind the next tree

#fae dick grayson #faerie folk #pagan folklore #the things that live in the woods #I’m not going with traditional fae I’m going with the creatures my family told me about #they undoubtedly are fae #just not the ones usually portrayed in media #it’s the old folklore handed down through generations #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #batfam #bruce wayne #robin #headcanons #ghost talks

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