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sputniks-taboo-thoughts · 2 months

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Everyone knows Dick is blind when it comes to his little brothers.

Jason rarely calls, so whenever Dick hears the special ringtone he set for him, he drops everything to answer. He listens as his brother rages and soothes him through the phone. Whispering kind words and reassurances that “everything’s alright Little Wing” and “of course you won’t be alone forever, you’re a wonderful guy, anyone would be lucky to have you”. Dick doesn’t realise that the huffs and whimpers on the other end of the phone aren’t from Jason crying, but rather him trying to stifle his moans as he jerks off to his big brothers sweet voice.

Tim has always been a fan of Dick Grayson, and so he doesn’t even bat an eye when he hears the click of a camera shutter. To him, Tim is just showing his appreciation in the only way he knows how. Dick doesn’t seem to put together that the noise always comes from behind him. He doesn’t know that his sweet younger brother, his precious Timmy, his little baby bird is using them as spank-bank material, or that almost every one of Tim’s friends have been given pictures of Nightwing’s ass.

And Damian, oh Damian. Such a brave boy, always knowing how to convince Dick to give him what he wants. He doesn’t know what its like in the League of Assassins, so when Damian tells him that he had slaves who bathed him his entire life, Dick is quick to help him get clean, not even batting an eye when Damian’s little dick gets hard, simply brushing it off as a normal reaction to the warm water. They sleep together every night, but that’s only because “Little D has been having lots of nightmares lately, and he’s just not used to Gotham’s low temperature”.

Dick Grayson, who can’t imagine his brothers as anything other than innocent little angels.

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mooblemin · 5 months

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Some DamiTim doodles guest starring TimCel Drake ™

#damitim #timdami #timcel #batcest #robincest

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tsukaproshp · 5 months

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ello proship community on tumblr !!

do y'all have good robincest fanfictions ? because ngl i've read so many on ao3 but i do not have the determination to skim thru the many pages the tag has

i am taking all and any recommendations ( i like polyrobin?? robin pile ?? i do NOT know the ship name - but in term of 'solo' ships (idk how to say it) damian x dick is my favorite )

#kody rambles ꒰🍰꒱#proship blog #proship safe #proship #profic #anti anti #proshippers please interact #robincest #<- is that even a tag ??? idk

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riggadybambdoondah · 7 months

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The perpetual dichotomy of "I want people to be good and do good things" and "I want to read about characters committing horrific acts" does things to my soul that I can't seem to articulate

#i think i need to make a general disclaimer for all my fanfiction #these acts should not be committed upon real people #writing #writeblr #fanfic #fanfic authors #batcest #robincest #think think think

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malfiora · 2 years

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y'all realize that we ship jaydick because they're brothers, right? where tf you think that intimacy came from?

#dc comics #dc ships #jaydick #jason todd #dick grayson #robincest #two things can be true

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bobsquatley · 7 months

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i thought robincest was robin x robin. i think im gonna die

#bob schuff 🐌#HEURURHEHEU #THE AUTISM.#I DIDNT KNOW OKAY.#😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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pixieroserobin · 9 months

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There's something really really funny about skimming through the robincest tag and finding someone complaining about an ship while their username is the ship name....

#chattering

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ao3feed-jaytim · 1 year

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You Are Batman

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/47121706 by JanoMnoMno You are Batman. Your Robins are your harem. You are free to use them as you want Words: 994, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Titans (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death, Underage Categories: M/M, Multi Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Wally West, Garfield Logan, Robin (DCU), Brenton Thwaites, Curran Walters, Jay Lycurgo, Red Hood Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Dick Grayson/Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne/Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne/Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne/Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Tim Drake/Dick Grayson, Tim Drake/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Dick Grayson/Garfield Logan, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Robincest, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, BDSM, Bondage, Spanking, Sibling Incest, Incest, Batman POV, Sex Toys read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/47121706

#IFTTT #Ao3feed #Jaytim #DC

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year

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You Are Batman

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/JRuBfcg

by JanoMnoMno

You are Batman. Your Robins are your harem. You are free to use them as you want

Words: 994, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Titans (TV 2018)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Wally West, Garfield Logan, Robin (DCU), Brenton Thwaites, Curran Walters, Jay Lycurgo, Red Hood

Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Dick Grayson/Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne/Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne/Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne/Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Tim Drake/Dick Grayson, Tim Drake/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Wally West, Dick Grayson/Garfield Logan, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent

Additional Tags: Robincest, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, BDSM, Bondage, Spanking, Sibling Incest, Incest, Batman POV, Sex Toys

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/JRuBfcg

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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mooblemin · 4 months

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i think that if the batfamily had an orgy that would solve most of their problems @/DCcomics 🙏🙏🙏

#robincest #robinpile #batcest

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ao3feed-birdflash · 1 year

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You Are Batman

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/6MIYoGk

by JanoMnoMno

You are Batman. Your Robins are your harem. You are free to use them as you want

Words: 994, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Titans (TV 2018)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Wally West, Garfield Logan, Robin (DCU), Brenton Thwaites, Curran Walters, Jay Lycurgo, Red Hood

Additional Tags: Robincest, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, BDSM, Bondage, Spanking, Sibling Incest, Incest, Batman POV, Sex Toys

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/6MIYoGk

#dick grayson #robin #nightwing #wally west #kid flash #flash #birdflash #dickwally

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ao3feed-jaydick · 1 year

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You Are Batman

#IFTTT #AO3feed #Jaydick #DC

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ao3feed-timkon · 1 year

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You Are Batman

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/PV3xow8

by JanoMnoMno

You are Batman. Your Robins are your harem. You are free to use them as you want

Words: 994, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Titans (TV 2018)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Wally West, Garfield Logan, Robin (DCU), Brenton Thwaites, Curran Walters, Jay Lycurgo, Red Hood

Additional Tags: Robincest, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, BDSM, Bondage, Spanking, Sibling Incest, Incest, Batman POV, Sex Toys

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/PV3xow8

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #timkon

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jupitermelichios · 2 years

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Snippet: Robin by Midnight

I'm finally making some actual progress on the next part of Robin by Midnight, but I'm making that progress by switching POV from M to Tim, which means giving up some of my favourite bits of M's perspective on the boys being lunatics. So to make it a bit less painful, here's a random moment from the beginning of the fic I'm sad about loosing. Enjoy!

ship: Midnighter/Tim/Jason

warnings: robincest, age difference, breathplay that would be unsafe if M wasn't a meta, everyone being series-typical levels of crazy, daddy kink as a joke, this tim has some gender shit going on

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They move exactly like they were both trained by the same obsessive bastard, Hood going high while Red goes low, working together without a word spoken.

M wouldn’t wish his upbringing on anyone, and if he ever meets the Bat they’re going to have Words about how he treats kids, but there’s a little lonely ache behind M’s ribs as he watches them come for him all the same. He and Apollo can - could - work together, know one another’s strengths and weaknesses and how to predict what the other will do, but there’s never been anyone who was his match the way these two match. He knows they didn’t actually grow up together, but there’s so many points of similarity in the way they move, the way they work together, that there’s no mistaking them for anything but siblings.

The people who built his fight computer hadn’t expected him to use anything less than lethal force, and they certainly hadn’t anticipated what is essentially play fighting, so although he does his best to keep from hurting them, he can’t keep himself from putting them both down fast and hard.

He hooks Hood around the waist, clotheslining him and using his extra strength and weight to flip him onto his back on the floor and pin him there with a knee on his chest, carefully keeping just enough weight to hold him in place but not enough to break anything.

Red is still holding a knife, and even knowing that he’s not trying to hurt him M’s brain reacts to him as the greater threat. The blow to Red’s wrist isn’t, quite, enough to break anything, but it’s enough to loosen his grip on the knife. But Red is a feral little bastard who turned himself into a weapon, so he’s got a nightstick in his other hand before the blade hits the floor, aiming a strike at M’s ribs.

It’s rare that M has to use even half his speed against humans, and he prefers it that way. The fewer people who know the full extent of his powers, the easier his life will be. But he’s about as certain that Red won’t use that knowledge against him as he is that he’s got another knife hidden in that hoodie, so he moves almost as fast as he’s capable of to get Red down onto the armchair with M’s hand around his throat.

Red grins at him and mouths “choke me, daddy.”

“I only play that game with one of your family, and you’re not him,” M tells him.

“You really need to stop telling me about Nightwing’s fetishes,” Hood says conversationally.

“You can tell me instead,” Red says, his voice tight with lack of air.

“Not,” Hood says, and wrenches M’s knee sideways, sliding out and up and pressing the tip of his knife to the skin behind M’s left ear, “when I’m here. Hi.”

M twists his head to look at him, confident Hood won’t actually cut him. “Hi.”

“Just because I don’t look like I own a lamp made from human skin doesn’t mean I’m not a threat.”

“You going to tell me to let Red up?”

“Nah, he looks pretty happy were he is.”

Red grins and mouths, “Harder.”

“I know why you have this kink,” M says to Hood. “What’s his excuse?”

“Terminally kinky,” Red says, more of the weaze than real words.

“Terminally is the word,” M agrees, finally letting go. Red’s neck had felt so slender, so delicate, under his fingers, and he’s too young and too damaged for M, but he can’t deny there’s a thrill to knowing intimately just how easy it would be to hurt this kid and then not doing it. It feels like rebellion, and he’s pretty sure if he said that out loud, Red would understand. “You want to be careful how you play with kinks like that.”

“I’m always careful,” Red says, pushing himself up on his elbows. “Is it time to negotiate?”

“That depends on Hood.”

“He’s on board,” Red says, in a ‘keep up’ tone of voice. “It’s you I’m asking about. I know I’m…”

“Young enough to make me feel like a creep?”

“I’m not that young.”

“You kind of are,” Hood says. “I mean, I know I’m not one to talk given all of my… everything, but I totally get there M’s coming from.”

“You’re only three years older than me.”

“And you’re five foot nothing and you were telling me not ten minutes ago how part of your psyche will always be four years old.”

“And it will be when I’m forty, so I don’t see what that has to do with anything. And I’m five nine.”

He’s just barely over five eight, but M isn’t going to be the one to smash his dreams.

He must be thinking more loudly than he thought, because Red scowls at him like he can read exactly what M’s thinking and mutters, “shut up. Are you up for this or not?”

“Depends on the this.”

“M gets to fuck me,” Hood says immediately.

Red slants him a glance. “I don’t recall offering you a choice.”

“Oh so that’s how it’s going to be, is it? You gonna make me into your bitch?”

The smile on Red’s face is distinctly feminine and distinctly mean. “Make you? Darling, you’re going to beg for it.”

Hood takes a sharp breath, staring at Red with an expression M is intimately familiar with. Except he’d had to spank Hood’s ass raw and fuck his mouth to get him to look like that. All Red’s done is talk to him.

God, it’s almost sickening how perfect they are for each other.

“Yeah, okay, we can do that.” Hood licks his lips. “We can definitely do that. Do you prefer Sir, Mistress, bitch in charge…?”

“Just Red.”

“Oh you’re mean. I like it. Don’t I get a name at least?”

Red shifts, crossing his legs at the knee and arranging his - her? - arms in a way that M’s certain would be showing off his cleavage to the best advantage if he had any. “I don’t object to Scarlett.”

“Classy. Pronouns?”

Scarlett glances at him, and he realises he’s the odd man out here. “Whatever you’re comfortable with, kid. I’ll deal.”

“She and her,” Scarlett says, and then relaxes back into Red, and it says a lot about how carefully poised Scarlett had been that Red seems relaxed by comparison. “But I don’t need to be anyone but myself. I’d prefer M’s participation was voluntary.”

“It’s not like I didn’t already know you aren’t always a guy,” M points out. “You can be as femme, or as female, as you like with Hood, as long as you’re male with me.”

Red gives him a long slow look, and then says to Hood, “I really like him.”

Hood grins, lopsided and far too adorable for a guy with a bodycount like his. “Yeah, me to. Wanna arm wrestle for who gets to suck his cock?”

“Limits first.”

“Oh man, do we have to?”

Scarlet raises a single eyebrow, and it’s not particularly sculpted but somehow she’s giving the impression that it is just through sheer force of personality. “Hood…”

“Yes, your bitch-ness?”

“If you act like a child, I will be forced to treat you like a child. Does the idea of being made to sit in the corner thinking about what you’ve done while I suck Midnighter’s cock excite you?”

Hood shifts uncomfortably. “Honestly? Yeah, kinda. But only because you’re being so mean about it.”

“Jesus, you really are easy,” Red says in the voice of the girl from earlier, the one who looks like Hood’s smaller angrier sister. “Guess you’re just as much of a slut as the Titans always said, huh?”

“Gah, no, stop! Fucking hell Red, you cannot do that to me! You want a hard limit, there’s one for you. No being members of the family while we’re fucking.”

Red smiles, hot and predatory, and Hood sighs. “You being me is still really weird, and I still don’t look that much like I wanna get railed, but for some reason it’s not actually killing my boner, so sure. I’d still prefer you were just you though.”

“This is me,” Red says. “That’s just… You know how sometimes when B calls you tiger, you look into his eyes and there’s absolutely nothing except champagne and bad decisions looking back? Well the man who can do that to himself was my role model growing up.”

“God that’s creepy. I do get what you’re saying, and it’s even kind of sweet that we’re so important to who you are, but I’m hoping you are sane enough to at least understand why I prefer my brother not turn into my sort-of-sister half-way through sex, even if it wouldn’t bother you personally.”

“But you don’t object to me being you?”

M has had his cock so far into Hood’s mouth that he could feel his throat constricting around him, but he’s never seen him blush this hard before. “I would be kind of hot. If we… If you…”

“You want to watch yourself suck me off?” M asks, amused. It probably shouldn’t make the thought of sleeping with Red more appealing, but then if he was expecting any of this to make sense he wouldn’t be fucking Bats. “Or maybe you just want to suck your own cock?”

“According to multiple senior Titans you would not be the first Robin to manage it,” Red says with a grin. “We’d be carrying on a fine tradition.”

“That definitely doesn’t count,” Hood argues. “And honestly, I’ve always thought that was kind of a weird thing to want to do anyway.”

“So you do want to watch yourself suck M off,” Red surmises. “I can definitely do that. But we were talking limits. Yours and M’s.”

“And yours,” Hood says, before M can.

“You know me better than that, Hood. Tell me where to stop.”

“I know you well enough to know when you’re fronting,” Hood says. “But fine. I’ll be yours if you play your cards right, but that doesn’t make you or M my daddy. Or mommy. I’m a person, not a dog or an object, and letting you push me around doesn’t change that. And I own to being a slut with pride, but if you call me a whore or anything else that sounds like you’re talking shit about sex workers I’ll bite your cock off, you understand?”

“I understand. M?”

“I’ve never had a woman touch my dick, and I’m not starting tonight. If you and Hood want to play that way that’s fine but leave me out of it. Ass to mouth is how you get the really gross diseases. And we will be using my definition of fucked up for tonight, and if either of you gets an urge to do something fucked up, tell me first.”

“Sorry.”

“Not asking for an apology, Hood. I had fun. But I’d like a warning before you drop the dark shit on me this time.”

“Yes sir. Does that mean you’re not going to choke me?”

“No he isn’t,” Red says, and apparently this is what possessiveness looks like on him, eyes narrowed so M almost can’t see the black hole inside him, and high spots of colour on his pale cheeks. “He’s going to spot me when I do it.”

Enhanced senses can do all sorts of fun things, including spotting the exact moment Hood’s pupils dilate and his pulse kicks up a notch. “Promise?”

“I know to the second how long you can go without air.”

“B’s figures are out of date.”

“No they’re not. You’re just a desperate little slut.”

“Well yeah, obviously. I have it on my business cards and everything.”

“Vigilante, crime lord, sucks dick like a champ?” M suggests, amused.

“Aw, you remembered!”

“Hard to forget a mouth like yours, pretty boy.”

“Speaking of, I’m guessing all this flirting means you’ve got over your existential horror at Red’s age and gender, and we’re doing this thing?”

“I wouldn’t say that. The minute I stop being horrified by him is when I know I’ve gone fully mad, but I am prepared to put that aside to make sure he doesn’t skin you and wear your face as a mask.”

“We don’t have to do anything,” Red says. “You’re hot and all, but if you want to just play ref, or tag out with me, that’s fine. I’ll live.”

“Nah, if I’m doing this I’m going all in.” He holds out a hand to Red, feels it gripped by a hand that’s small enough to make him wince but calloused enough to know it belongs to one of his own tribe. “Kiss me.”

Red makes a low pleased noise that M can only label a purr, and slips off the sofa into M’s lap. Up close his eyes aren’t so cold as they look from a distance, flecks of true blue in amongst the grey, but they’re just as crazy as he was expecting.

He leans in to kiss him anyway, and the bit of his brain that’s yelling ‘eighteen! He’s eighteen!” is easier than he thought it would be to smother, because Red knows how to kiss.

M had been half expecting him to be soft, or at least yielding, but he kisses like he’s exactly as much of a bitch as he is, teeth nipping sharp and hard at M’s bottom lip when he doesn’t open up as quickly as Red wants, and a hand tight in his hair like M’s the one who’s offered to be Red’s bitch, and fuck but he’s always loved that. Red’s small cool hands don’t feel anything like Apollo’s huge hot ones had, except for how both of them touch him with complete confidence and not even a little bit of fear.

Even Hood had been scared of him, just a little, just enough to feed into his weird kinks, but Red’s kissing him like M isn’t the most dangerous one in the room, and he’s so into that.

He can feel Red’s eyes on him, knows he hasn’t closed his eyes when M did and probably never will, but he ignores it in favour of giving as good as he gets, digging his fingers in over Red’s ribs just enough to ache and pushing forward to fuck his mouth with his tongue, grinning into the kiss for the sweet little catch of breath he gets for this. Toppy little bitch isn’t opposed to taking a dose of his own medicine then.

When he pulls away it’s with that soft wet noise that tells you it was a good kiss, and the boy looking back out of Red’s eyes might even be real. He looks like he can’t decide whether he wants to fight M or ride his cock until he’s crying from it, and that’s a hard look to fake.

“Jesus,” Hood says quietly, and M looks over Red’s shoulder to see him watching them with wide wanting eyes. “My turn.”

M absolutely never claimed to be nice, which is why instead of just letting go of Red he picks him up and turns him around, arranging him with his back pressed to M’s chest and his legs held wide by M’s own, and says, “Go on then. Kiss your little brother.”

Red snorts and Hood makes a noise that’s somewhere between a groan and a moan, but he does as he’s told, dropping to his knees so Red has to bend over him, managing to loom despite being half Hood’s size.

“Hello big brother,” he says, the words pressed against Hood’s lips, a tease and a promise. “I’ve been looking forward to this.”

“I’d say the same but I only admitted to myself I even wanted you about half an hour ago,” Hood says, making Red hum something that was probably supposed to be laughter. “God T… Red. Kiss me?”

“I do like it when pretty boys ask nicely for what they want,” Red says thoughtfully, and kisses him.

#robin by midnight #tw: inc*st #cw: incest #midnighter x jason #jaytim #jason x tim #tim x midnighter #midnighter x jason x tim #my fics #genderqueer!tim #jason todd x tim drake #pwp fic #snippet #preview #robincest #pretty boy

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fukinweeeb · 2 years

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I v much stay in my lane for fandom stuff and if I don’t like I don’t read but I just have to yell into the void this once, I saw a fic where it’s like “what if the Batfam were in the mcu and agreed with the accords and adopted Tony, and I just Hate poor little woobie Tony in the Mcu fandom it makes me want to scream. Also Batman mc Secret Identity agreeing with the accords are you INSANE AHHHHH. (And the main ship of it is robincest like it’s like someone distilled my least favorite fandom bullshit into a fic)

#dont reblog #vent post #fuck the mcu

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sandra-writes · 2 years

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No Longer in Employ of Killers

When he finally stops and holds his breath to hear everything, he can hear panting from his right and nervous breath from further down right. Slowly, he makes his way first to the nervous breath and strikes his baton, so the breathing stops. Then, finally able to listen to the voices in his ear again, he rolls his eyes. Of course Jason and Richard are complaining that they can’t really see him working. Then he makes his way to the panting sound and stops there, listening for few long seconds.

“Coming to kill me, demon?”

Damian grins when the person pulls of the safety on his gun. He simply takes the gun away. It’s not even much of a fight for it – the man has to be injured from all the shooting that happened here. Then he leans close to the man.

“You’re lucky, soldier,” he murmurs quietly, enjoying the quiet sound of horror that comes out of the man, “that I am no longer in employ of killers.”

Yes, I new chapter of Rogues, Revenge & Sex is now out!

Timothy and Damian deal with the aftermath of their injuries while Sokovia gets ready for Maximoff's trial. Also, Jason's and Alfred's birthday

Rogues, Revenge & Sex:

What if DC characters exist in MCU, but keep to themselves? What if they agree with the Accords? And what if the batfam adopted Tony Stark after the fiasco that was Siberia? Unashamedly team Tony, team cap bashing.

#sandra writes #mcu fic #not team cap friendly #civil war team iron man #batfam fic #robincest #damian is a BAMF

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