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jiarkives · 2 days
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julia’s favorites ! (vii)
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♡ - fluff ; ♤ - angst ; ☆ - series
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criminal minds
♡ can we have one? - spencer reid, wife!reader ft. platonic!aaron hotchner, platonic!jack hotchner
↳ @qlossytbh
♡♤ cryptic - spencer reid
↳ @pathologicalreid
♤♡ it’s not your fault - spencer reid
↳ @dreamsontheirway
♡ in the mirror of your eyes, my love, my life - spencer reid
↳ @cerisereids
♡♤ 24 hours - spencer reid
↳ @radiant-reid
♡ blurb - derek morgan
♡ blurb - aaron hotchner, pregnant!reader
↳ @luveline
♡ sweet and right and merciful - spencer reid
↳ @januaryembrs
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a court of thorns and roses
☆ just a little bit of your heart - azriel, pregnant!reader
↳ @fieldofdaisiies
☆ not again - azriel (throne of glass crossover!)
↳ @fanwarriorfictions
♡ take it off - azriel ft. platonic!cassian
↳ @florencemtrash
♡♤ shadows entwined - azriel
♡♤ shadows of secrets - azriel, archeron!reader
♤♡ secrets with the shadowsinger - azriel, tamlin’s sister!reader
↳ @small-z24
♡♤ take it slow - azriel, cassian, rhysand (poly!)
♡ late night drive - modern!cassian
↳ @danikamariewrites
♡ finally found you - eris vanserra, stark!reader (marvel crossover!)
↳ @marvelsmylife
♡ head in the clouds - rhysand
↳ @serpentandlily
♤♡ the time traveller’s husband - rhysand
↳ @utterlyotterlyx
♤ we lay here - cassian
↳ @invisible-lint
♡♤ (what if?) all i need is you - azriel
↳ @empiresofstorm
♡ azriel’s girls - azriel
↳ @daycourtofficial
♡♤ long story short - single dad!cassian, best friend!reader
↳ @flickering-chandelier
♤♡ here without you - azriel
↳ @readychilledwine
♡ body count - azriel
↳ @illyrianbitch
♡ scratches - azriel
↳ @padyprongs
♡ i’ve been waiting for you — azriel, seer!reader
♡ i’ve been waiting for you (bonus) — azriel, seer!reader
↳ @prythianpages
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marauders
♡♤ thank you, mclaggen - james potter
♡ whimsical!reader - james potter, remus lupin, sirius black (poly!)
♡ peace & quiet [& sirius] - regulus black, mute!reader
↳ @ellecdc
♡ blurb - remus lupin
↳ @ahqkas
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marvel
♡ finally found you - eris vanserra, stark!reader (marvel crossover!)
↳ @marvelsmylife
♤ 1 missed call - tasm!peter parker
↳ @liz-allyn
♤♡ the last time - tasm!peter parker
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♤♡ he hates me, doesn’t he? - bucky barnes
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♡♤ laryngitis - bucky barnes
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♡ drunk!reader - bucky barnes
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♤♡ you were my sunshine - bucky barnes
↳ @literaryavenger
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dc
♤ through the fire - jason todd ft. batmom!reader
↳ @hannibals-favourite-meal
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jujutsu kaisen
♡♤ college boy!sukuna accidentally knocking you up - modern!sukuna, pregnant!reader
↳ @yuujispinkhair
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♕ divider — @bunnysrph
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If age gap!reader likes to be sassy with stupid reporters ers and socialites that don’t know how to think before speaking. How does age gap!Bruce defends his wife against those assholes that all her gold digger or the guy that called her frigid and boring in bed.
I’m sorry if it doesn’t makes sense, English is not my first language
"So, is the bedroom dead yet, or have you taught her a few tricks?" the director you'd dated a few years ago asked- some fuck whose name Bruce pointedly didn't remember. Older than he was. Someone who had actually tried to take advantage of you... He looked like a tool.
"Pardon me?" Bruce asked, eyes narrowing.
"Ouch," he said, "I know a good divorce attorney if-"
Behind him, Bruce could hear you from across the room. Blissfully unaware that this fuck was even here. Sparkling with laughter, telling some outrageous story from a photoshoot gone horribly wrong. He could smell you on him still from the stolen moments before the party- Shoving your dress out of the way and keeping one hand over your mouth to keep you quiet as he growled in your ear. "You wouldn't need the attorney if you knew what you were doing," Bruce scoffed.
Bruce didn't need to turn to know where you were. Or to know that you'd spotted him- and who he was talking to. And he felt disgusted on your behalf. You'd been 19. Hardly an adult. Flattered that an older man though you were pretty and smart- he'd thought the OTHER stories were true. That because you'd done a little soft core for a magazine in a bid to pay your bills you were some sort of... sex goddess.
The truth was that you were sheltered. Practically kept in a chastity belt. If not by your family then by the studios. You were supposed to be a virgin whore. To tempt and tease but not actually DO it.
"Sorry she laughed at you when you took of your pants," Bruce tutted, "that's a hell of a tough break, champ."
"She didn't," he protested, looking at his date, walleyed.
"They make surgery for that now," Bruce hummed, "maybe your lawyer can give you a card. He probably helps a lot of his clients after-"
"Fuck you, Wayne," he snapped.
"Nah," Bruce said, smirking, helping himself to a drink from a passing waiter, "you can fuck yourself though." And then he turned and walked away. Going to find you. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything. Maybe he should have just walked away. But he was going to be damned if some prick who tried to use you and then ruin you was going to continue to talk about you. Not his princess.
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thebigbadbatswife · 2 days
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Working For It
Pairing(s): Bruce Wayne x F!Reader x Selina Kyle
Summary - Bruce and Selina love to make you work for his cock.
Warnings - 18+ ONLY! Smut. Thigh riding. Fingering. Face sitting. Unprotected sex. Creampie. Multiple orgasms. Bruce and Selina are a little mean. Aftercare.
Word Count - 1.9k
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“Come on, baby. We both know you can do better than that,” Selina purrs from where she lays on the bed. She’s on her side, one hand supporting her head while the other is between her thighs, playing with her clit.
All you can do is whine and moan as you roll your hips, almost desperately, against Bruce’s bare thigh. His back is against the headboard, eyes dark as he watches you cover his thigh in your slick. His cock is rock hard, the head red and dripping precum. He quirks an eyebrow at you.
“I don’t know, Selina. I don’t think she wants my cock that badly.��
His words have you whining out of frustration. You do want his cock. You really do, but the slicker his thigh gets with your juices the less friction there is, making it harder to keep your pace and chase your pleasure. 
“I do,” you gasp. “I do want your cock! I want it so badly.” 
“Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless?” he asks. 
You nod eagerly. You do. You really do. It’s been on your mind more often than it hasn’t all week and it’s been driving you crazy. But both of your lovers seem content with torturing you instead.
“Gonna be a good girl and come on my thigh then?”
“Yes. I want to be your good girl,” you mange to choke out. You try angling your hips differently, getting your clit to fully press against his body, but it doesn’t really work. Instead it only leaves you more frustrated than you were before.
Bruce must take pity on you because the next thing you know you’re being briefly lifted from his thigh while a towel is draped over his thigh.
“There we go. That’s better,” he coos. The hand on your hip, that’s been keeping you stable this entire time, gives you a gentle squeeze.
You have already started rutting against him again, the friction created by the towel giving you more control and feeling of it dragging against your engorged clit feels amazing and has you finally getting closer to your release. 
Bruce is enjoying the fucked out expression on your pretty face as you moan and fuck yourself on his thigh. You’re so goddamn wet that you have already soaked the towel, seeping through the fabric and clinging to his skin. His attention is pulled away from you as Selina moves. She pushes her tongue into his mouth and he moans into the kiss. His free hand comes up between her thighs, his fingers easily sliding through her slick folds and he pushes them up inside of her. She moans as she starts to fuck herself onto his fingers and he takes the opportunity to wrap his mouth around one of her nipples.
Your eyes are completely focused on Bruce and Selina. You love watching your two lovers kiss and touch each other. It adds to your own excitement, adding to the pressure building up deep inside of your lower stomach. Selina’s gaze meets yours, mischief dancing in those green eyes of hers.
“I think she should only be able to have your cock if she can cum in the next 30 seconds.” 
Bruce chuckles and it’s clear he’s agreeing with her. They both love torturing you so much and you’re so intoxicated by both of them that all you can do is listen to them because you want it. You want his cock. No, you need his cock. You need to feel him splitting you open and filling you up so badly, until you’re so fucked out you can’t remember your name anymore. 
“20 seconds,” Selina calls.
As mean as he can be at times, Bruce is still nice enough to keep a grip on your hips, continuing to give you the leverage that you need as you continue to grind your soaked cunt against him.
“Ten seconds.”
They both can tell you’re close by the way that your moans continue to grow louder and louder.
“5 seconds, baby. Time’s almost up.”
By the time that Selina reaches 3, you’re crying out Bruce’s name, your head thrown back and your eyes shut, as your orgasm steals away your breath. He catches you as you collapse against him, your head coming to rest against his chest as your body shakes and you trying to regain control of your breathing. As you come down from your high, catching your breath, he praises you and tells you what a good girl you are for them. Selina’s hands come to rest on your hips and she presses feather light kisses to your sweat soaked skin, adding her voice to his praises. 
Their words start to spark more heat inside of you, a growing need starting to build back up from deep within. There’s only one thing that you can think of that will help soothe it.
“I can’t believe the two of you timed me,” you mutter once you finally feel recovered enough. “I better get my reward.”
“Of course, sweetheart,” Bruce replies. You feel Selina pull away and he gently flips your positions so that you’re now laying on the bed with him on top. He presses his lips against yours in a slow and sweet kiss. You sigh into the kiss as your hands come up to cup his face.
He pulls away sooner than you would like for him to, resting on his knees as he gets you to wrap your hips around him and he lines his cock up with your entrance. You gasp and your back arches as his cock starts to push inside of you. That delicious stretch as your body accommodates his large size has your fingers gripping the bedsheets. He bottoms out inside of you and stills for a moment. 
Selina kisses you before settling her legs either side of your head, facing Bruce. Her pussy is absolutely dripping with need, her clitoris red and engorged, poking out from beneath its hood. You swallow thickly at the sight, your cunt squeezing around Bruce’s cock, drawing a deep groan from him. You have to taste her. As you tug her down to get her to sit on your face, Selina laughs.
 “Always so eager to please,” she purrs, already gently rolling her hips. 
You answer her by wrapping your lips around her clitoris and sucking, drawing a moan from her. Pleased, you release her clit and lap up her arousal, groaning at her taste. 
Your groan quickly turns into a moan as Bruce slowly pulls out before roughly thrusting back into you. He sets a steady pace, each thrust making you moan against her pussy. You’re still so sensitive from your previous orgasm you can feel the pleasure quickly building up inside of you. Your nails dig into Selina’s muscular thighs in attempt to try and ground yourself.
Though you can’t see either of them right now, you know that they are kissing. Their moans and groans are muffled and his pace has slowed, letting the pleasure that's been building up inside of you slowly fizzle out.
As you roll your hips, looking for some friction and trying to get him to move faster again, you push three of your fingers inside of Selina and wrap your lips around her clit again. You know when you have found that sweet spot deep inside of her by the way that she suddenly gasps your name and her body squeezes your fingers while her thighs squeeze the side of your head. Her nails scrape against your skin and she rides your face more insistently, chasing after her high.
Bruce’s pace slows down even more. He drags his cock against the walls of your cunt, making sure you can feel every last vein, as he watches Selina fall apart thanks to your deft tongue and fingers. Her mouth drops open as she cries your name and her entire body shakes as her orgasm crashes into her. The sight is almost enough to have him cumming right there. She rolls off of your face, collapsing against the mattress as she breathes heavily.
He sees his chance and moves forward. Your mouth and chin are covered in her release. He can’t help himself. He licks a stripe from your chin to the tip of your nose, groaning softly at the tangy taste. You giggle as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss and happily letting him push his tongue into your mouth. 
As the two of you kiss, Bruce starts to move again. This time faster and a little bit harder than before. Each thrust has you moaning wantonly as your nails start to dig into his back. The springs of the mattress creak with each thrust and his head comes to rest in the crook of your neck.
Slender fingers surprise you as they press against your overly sensitive clitoris and start to rub tight circles against it. You’re sure that you must be drawing blood as the grip you have on him tightens the closer you get to your climax. Pleasure is thrumming through every inch of you and you know he’s as close as you are. His thrusts are growing sloppy and his usually grunts and groans are turning into moans of your name.
“Come on, baby. Let go.” 
You have no idea which one of you Selina is actually talking to. Perhaps both of you? In the end it doesn’t really matter. You get there first, your body locking up and squeezing his cock as the edges of your vision turn fuzzy and all you can hear is your heart thumping away in your ears. Bruce falls straight over the edge with you, the squeezing of your cunt too much for him, and he buries himself as deep as he can, as he fills your pussy with his cum.
By the time you come back to your senses, Bruce has already pulled out of you and is cleaning you up, while Selina has your head resting in her lap and is gently stroking your hair. The feeling of the damp washcloth coming in contact with your pussy has a sharp gasp leaving you as you realise just how sore you are down there. 
“Sorry, sweetheart,” he murmurs before pressing a kiss to your knee. “Got a bath running for you. Should help with your discomfort.” 
“And I’ve ordered takeout from your favourite place,” Selina says. “You must be starving.”
“Sounds good,” you reply. She’s not wrong, you are hungry, and food from your favourite place sounds absolutely divine.
Your orgasms have left you completely boneless and exhausted, but it’s the good type of exhausted. One where you feel so content with your life and loved by the two people that you love most in this world. It also leaves you pliable and easy for Bruce to manhandle as he lifts you from the bed. You curl into his embrace, snuggling against his body, which has him chuckling. As he carries you toward the en-suite, you find yourself desperately fighting to keep your eyelids open as sleep tries to claim you.
The feeling of hot water washing over your body doesn’t help. It’s a battle the entire time to keep yourself awake. One that both Bruce and Selina seem to find amusing.
It’s only after your bath and your food has arrived that you wake up a little bit more. The smell of the food making your stomach growl and your mouth water as your body decides that eating right now is way more important than trying to get some sleep.
Once you’re full, you have no issues with falling fast asleep. Especially when you’re finally tucked in bed with both of Bruce and Selina’s bodies pressed against your own.
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owlwithanapple · 3 days
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The First Sweetness 🔞❤️‍🔥
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Content : Adult Content/Kissing/Romance/In love…
Characters : Bruce Wayne x Y/N
"You and Mr. Wayne...? How things going?" Your assistant enthusiastically brings the work documents to you and asks.
"Have you finished your work? So free enough to gossip about my private matters?" You take a document flip through it, concentrating on work.
"A young and beautiful woman with a mature man in love, what a perfect match!" She describes her feelings in an exaggerated tone.
"Bad news, just friends. Your fantasy is shattered." You curl your lips smile, using reality to prove it.
"Are you two secretly….?" She takes your document away.
"I am enjoying current life and work." You snatch the document back from her hand.
"A woman like you successful in career, young and beautiful is really popular." She stood aside dejectedly, playing with her hair restlessly.
"There is no need to revolve around love in this world. I enjoy the pleasure of being sought after, at least I am shining." You expressed your views frankly.
"Aren't you afraid Mr. Wayne will be snatched away by some woman?" She said a sentence to attract your attention. This question is simply nonsense.
"He doesn't belong to me. If you want, please feel free." You smiled indifferently and threw the file aside, looking directly at the confused assistant.
Your few straightforward and humorous words awakened her. She hurriedly took the file, saluted you and left the office. You leaned back and pondered for a while. What she said was right and wrong, but still kept your original intention. Just enjoy it, don't love someone too deeply. The phone rang, picked it up and saw it was Bruce Wayne.
After thinking for a moment, you answered the phone. "Hello, dear Mr. Wayne, what's up?"
You heard his chuckle. "Hey, missed you. Working?"
The playboy's mouth is so sweet, you curled lips and smiled. "Mr. Wayne, we just ordinary friends. What do you mean by missing me?"
He couldn't help laughing and sighed. "My love, you really know how to tease me."
You played hard to get with him. "I am not your love, just a friend. I accept your kiss, not love."
He calmed down but heard a soft laugh. "I know. I am more selfish. I want all, body and mind, even everything about you."
His domineering confession is too hot, you are a little overwhelmed. However, can't take the initiative to get along with people like him. Flirting is freshness, but feelings is another realm. "I love to hear your lovely confession, but..."
He was confused. "But?"
You whispered in a flirtatious tone, "I enjoy how wonderful when you pursue me. Keep going, dear Mr Wayne."
This time, his voice turned into a confident answer, "Haha, enjoy, my love."
You hung up the phone first to let him experience the taste of the sweetness after eating it. It would be boring to accept his confession directly. Have fun, don't just want to possess others. If you have a strong possessiveness, he won't want you. Women should not revolve around love. Knowing make and spend money to buy happiness is the most important thing.
After left, you passed by a men's suit store, stood at the door for a while, then walked in. You found the tie specialty area. You liked a dark blue tie, Mr Wayne's figure appeared in mind. You held back your smile, bought the tie, found a time to give it to him in person.
A few days later in the afternoon—
You came to Bruce Wayne's company, thinking of giving him a surprise. After arriving, you asked the front desk if he was in the company, learned that he was in a meeting. The front desk staff took you to the lounge to wait. This was the first time you came to his company for personal reasons rather than business.
"Ms. Y/N, Mr. Wayne is back in the office."
"Okay."
You walked towards his office with joy and enthusiasm, knocked on the door walked in. You saw a girl standing in front of him wearing a shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing her collarbone and cleavage. Fucking shit, you saw something really exciting. The girl adjusted clothes and stood straight in front of you, looking very arrogant and superior.
"Excuse me, do you have anything to do with Mr Wayne?" She looked surprised. You can tell she is a bitch at first glance. If hadn't ruined her, might have done it in the office. What a damn good timing.
"Are you Mr Wayne's representative?" You didn't look at her, but at him who was flirting with you. As soon as you saw him, you felt sweet in heart. Not only he didn’t help you out, but sprinkled sugar behind you.
"Mr Wayne and I are going to have lunch. Please come back later." She tried to get you out of the way reluctantly.
"It’s that true ?" You won't lose to this kind of person in terms of momentum, it's boring to snatch the desires of this kind of girl. You ask him with a longing face, hoping he wouldn't make you regret it.
"Ahem, you go out first. Y/N, stay." He said and continued to work without expression. The girl wanted to speak but couldn't. She took the documents unwillingly and glared at you, deliberately bumped your shoulder before leaving.
"Ouch..." You locked the door and glanced at your shoulder.
"Why are you here?" He put down his work and leaned back in his chair with a pouty smile, the table was full of piles of documents.
"Hmm... came to see you. Am I disturbing you and her...?" You walked to his side stroked him from hair to his ears.
"Jealous?" He took your hand and kissed it.
You are intoxicated in this sweet and loving atmosphere. His rough hands grab your waist and pull you onto lap. Such behavior in the office makes you excited. You sit on his lap, look at his handsome face, smile and touch it. His hands run from your back to hips, which makes you have a strong temptation.
You get close to his handsome face, put your hands on his shoulders, smell the faint mature smell on him. "Emm...jealous, that's not the case."
He smiled, hands still touching your body. "Hehe, just an intern."
You look at him in surprise and kiss his cheek. Your fingers run across his suit to disturb his mood. "Wow, my God, Mr. Wayne. You are so sinful~ What would happen to the two of you if I didn't come in?"
He licked his extremely sexy lips, held your hips with his rough hands and lifted you onto the desk. He stood up hugged your waist and pulled closer to him, your chest pressed against his strong body, there was not even a centimeter of distance between his thighs and yours.
"Definitely not us now." He said confidently.
"Wow~ I'm so happy." You smiled sweetly.
He leaned in close and kissed you passionately. He carefully savored the fragrance on your lips. He put the tongue into your mouth and blended it with saliva. The hot breath was disrupted by this passionate kiss. You hugged him and felt that the hungry body was burning, begging each other to release.
His extremely strong body made you impressed. Felt the temperature of the parts of body that he touched was getting hotter. His hands invaded your shirt and touched your skin until your underwear. He smiled wickedly. He reached behind you and stopped at the underwear buckle. You untied his black tie and threw it on the table.
"This tie doesn't look good." You kissed his white shirt and left a pink lipstick mark.
"Wow, what color tie do you think suits me?" He smiled dotingly at the mark you left.
"Tada~" You took out a gift box with a tie in it.
"Let me see." He opened it and smiled.
"I heard from others, when a girl gives a boy a tie, means she wants to tie him up and never separate. Do you think we are like that?" You put it on him, and pulled over by the tie.
"Why not?" He admitted without any concealment.
You pulled him over and kissed his lips. He unbuttoned your bra reached out to knead your breasts. His fingers pinched and rubbed the sensitive nipples, making you moan shyly. Enjoying this behavior with him in the office was worrying and hard to resist. This kind of physical pleasure really made you climax.
You touched the hard cock between his thighs with hand, rubbing it gently to tease and ignite his lust. He lifted your chin and kissed your neck, lifted your shirt to expose your breasts, his fingers kept teasing your nipples. You were about to come and wanted to moan loudly, but suppressed the sound in mouth.
No matter how excited you are, you should stop,"Hey, handsome, not now."
He leaned in and kissed your breasts "Don't like it?"
You moaned and breathed "I have a date."
He stared at you in confusion "Male? Female?"
You pushed him away, buttoned up your underwear, and tidied appearance "What? Jealous? It's a secret~. I came here to give you a tie today."
He shook head slightly and smiled, didn't look away from each other and exchanged glances. You got down from desk and adjusted skirt. He gently stroked your hair and kissed. You pulled him over peck him on the cheek. The sweet fruit was right in front of you, but didn't want to eat it so quickly.
"I'm leaving now~ Bye~ Dear Bruce~" You blow a kiss standing by the door.
"Bye, my love." He winks at you.
7pm -
You dress up and come to a high-end restaurant to meet ex-boyfriend who is entangled with you. You have broken up for a few months but he is still fucking annoying. You decide to meet him for last time to break up completely and not disturb each other's lives in the future. You see him waving at you, you are reluctant but still smile to greet him.
"Hey. Long time no see." Your ex-boyfriend said. He is one of those male chauvinists and self-superiority types, with a fucking false face.
"What do you want from me?" You laughed. It was really disgusting to face a man with such a bad character.
"We had a fight, but now we are no longer angry, let's make peace." He held your hand tightly and stroked your palm.
"I don't like you anymore, there is no need." You took hand back and wiped off the traces of his touch with a tissue under the table.
"Y/N, we just had a fight, not a breakup." His tone became heavier.
"You were the one who broke up first. I am willing to break up, so game is over." You took the drink he ordered and drank it.
After several rounds of negotiations, you felt dizzy. You covered forehead and took a deep breath to try to wake up. You noticed his drink was not touched at all. This guy really drugged your cup. You pinched your thigh try not to fall down.
"What did you put in drink?" You face it calmly.
"If I don't do this, you won't go back with me obediently." It's this dead man's abnormal personality and excessive possessiveness that suffocate you.
"Hehe, fucking great, I'll excuse first, go wash my beautiful face."
You walked away with bag, staggering into the toilet, wash face several times on the washbasin, the dizziness is still there, you have no choice must find someone to help while still conscious. Bruce Wayne's name appears, don't know if he will answer, but you take a gamble with hope.
You press the dial button and wait for him to answer. While waiting, you tap your feet anxiously until the call is connected. "Hello? My love, what's wrong?"
You lean against the door and cover forehead, trying to ease your nervousness. You stay rational and talk to him. "Mr. Wayne, no, Bruce... I need help. Can you come and pick me up right away?"
His voice turns serious. "Hey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
You take a deep breath to stay awake. "You may not believe me, I met my ex-boyfriend, he put something in the drink that made me feel dizzy."
You hear the sound of his deep breathing, the sound of the keyboard reaches your ears. He stays calm and says to you, "My love, listen carefully. Don't hang up this call, let me hear the conversation, I'll be there now."
You want to cry, but cover your mouth, "Bruce, please, you must come."
He tells you in a gentle voice, "My love, I promise will come. Just keep delaying, I will deal with it when get there."
You looked at the mirror and clenched fists. "I'll try."
You put phone back in bag without hanging up, and splashed some water on it to stay awake. Damn, still feel dizzy. You staggered after walking a few steps. At this time, your ex-boyfriend came over to support you. He kept saying wanted to take you home. You dragged yourself back to seat.
"Huh~ It's so fucking hot~" You smiled calmly and took off your coat then put it on legs, leaving only a dress, revealing your plump figure.
"Y/N, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Your taste in choosing clothes and body management are as good as always." He stared at you intently, which made you feel unhappy.
"Thanks for the compliment. You too." You smiled.
"What do you want to do next?" He stroked your hand.
"Do what you want to do?" You held his hand and responded to him.
After a while, your vision starts to blur, body becomes weak as paralyzed, breathing becomes uneven, cold sweat begins to appear on forehead. You shake your head to wake yourself up, but the situation still the same, almost at your limit, Bruce... he will definitely come, he promised you.
"But don't dress so revealingly next time, I don't like it." He is self-righteously thinking that he is right again. "
"I dressed up for my man today." You smile.
"I know. I am grateful." He curled his lips and smiled.
"You misunderstood. Not you, I'm talking about my man." You take your hand back.
"Your man is me." His face changed.
At this time, someone puts a coat and hand around your shoulder. You are really familiar with this smell and touch. At first glance, it is your protector Bruce Wayne. What makes you very happy, he kept his promise and still wearing the tie you gave him. This is a thrilling situation, let him handle it next.
"Sorry to kept you waiting." He said in a heavy tone.
"No. I missed you." You held his hand on your shoulder tightly, feeling so relieved and at ease.
"Are you her friend?" Bruce said with a serious face.
"I'm her boyfriend." He said confidently.
"Oh no, ex-boyfriend, he broke up with me few months ago..." You leaned on Bruce to clarify your ex-boyfriend's lies.
"Who the hell are you!" He pointed at Bruce angrily.
"I don't need to tell you about our relationship, but I have to intervene her matters." His tone very heavy and oppressive, and attitude was determined.
"I feel dizzy." You kept shaking your head.
"I know. Close your eyes first." He held your head and stroked your hair.
"Take your hands off her!" He yelled.
"I don't care who the hell you are, you have no right to ask me to do anything. And you shouldn't treat women like this, especially her." He responded in a tactful way.
"You don't have any evidence that I drugged her!" He was furious and cursed you.
"Drug? Did I say that?" He played a video from his phone and put it on the table, saw your ex-boyfriend put something in your drink before you arrived.
"How did you get it!" He stood up tried to snatch the phone.
"Don't wonder how I got this video. Take care of yourself first. I will send her to the hospital for a physical examination soon. The drug components remaining in her body enough to be evidence that you have harmed her personally." He retracted phone, this time he became serious, with a dignified and serious look on face.
"Y/N! Are you treating me like this now?!" Your ex-boyfriend complained to you.
"The past was before. The present is now. You have committed a crime now, Mr. ex-boyfriend. I am always welcome to file a lawsuit. My legal team will not lose to people like you." He expressed his position confidently.
"You fell in love with someone like this after we broke up! You are so fucking shameless! She is doing it for resources and money!" He cursed and raved.
"Luckily I have a lot of money to keep her by my side." You were so touched by what he said, his hand on your shoulder to comfort you.
"Fuck you!" Your ex-boyfriend took a drink tried to pour water on you.
Bruce quickly snatched his drink, pressed him on the table, leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Ex-boyfriend, I only say this once. If you ever touch my woman again, I can kill you any time. Just know what to do."
He let go of your ex-boyfriend, knelt on one knee in front of you, holding your cheeks and gently stroking them. You were confused but Bruce's warmth was transmitted to your face. You opened eyes slightly and smiled. He picked you up and took you away from the suffocating ex-boyfriend. He opened the passenger door and put you in.
After he got in the car, you heard him say to the communicator, "Oracle, I'm taking her back now. I need her test report."
A female voice came from the communicator, "I understand. I will handle it here."
You hold his arm and he turns to you. Even though the dizziness persists, you still want to look at his handsome face. Even though you are weak now, still want to flirt with him. "You are so awesome, you beat Mr. Ex-Boyfriend"
He curled his lips and kissed your lips. "Of course."
The next morning, woke up in a strange room. Bruce fell asleep sitting on the bed with a report in hand. You secretly took it and took a look. The report said the drug ingredients in the body were sleeping pills. Noted that it was not a dangerous drug ingredient, but will caused temporary dizziness. It was the physical examination report he made for you yesterday.
You give a morning kiss and shake him gently. "Wake up, my handsome Bruce."
He wakes up and sees you back to normal, a smile on his face. "Good morning, my love. How are you?"
You sit on his lap and hug him. "Much better, no disgust. Thank you, you really showed up last night."
He touches your waist. "I said would be there, I will definitely be there."
You lift his chin and smile slightly. "If you keep loving me like this, I will really fall for you."
"Why not? What are you waiting for?" He pecks your neck gently with sweet lips, his hand strokes your thigh. He is fanning your desire.
"I'm waiting for the moment when I really fall in love with you." You hug him tightly and moan in his ear.
He threw you on the bed, and you pulled him close to you for a passionate kiss. His tongue kept turning and licking your tongue in mouth, which was much more intimate than before. His hands moved from your waist till your buttocks. He was so hungry and eager to fall into each other's embrace.
This time you decided let him have you wantonly. During the passionate kiss, you deftly untied his tie. He lifted your skirt and took off your lace panties threw them. He kissed your neck fiercely until your breasts. He licked your erect nipples and couldn't stop licking them with his tongue.
"Fuck—Bruce—" It was so good till you squeezed the pillow and moaned.
"Your moans are even sweeter." He grinned.
"Ah—ha—Fuck—" Your body was shaking with pleasure because of him.
"Release yourself, my love." He fucked you with his fingers.
He unzips his pants and takes out his cock to play with your clit. His hard cock makes you salivate. You pinch your nipples to seduce him. He smiles and inserts his cock into you. If you weren't wet enough, wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Bruce—ah—fuck—" He keeps fucking you as soon as he enters your body. His cock reaches the deepest part of you. You reach a state of satisfaction. His cock keeps hitting you hard. You lift your hips enjoy the impact. The room echoes with panting and your moans.
Until the moment you reach orgasm and cum. His cock fills with your love juices. It feels so good. The temperature in body keeps burning. He speeds up the pace and fucks inside you. Feeling his cock push too deep makes you moan even louder. His skills in bed are really fucking as good as those young people. Bruce Wayne make you climax countless times in bed. It's so fucking good and juicy.
"Inside?" He took a breath and smiled.
"Fuck—come on—I want it!" You moaned even louder shyly.
He slapped your ass and smiled with satisfaction. You touched your skin with hands, enjoying another orgasm. You pinched your nipples and twisted them to feel more. He saw you playing with yourself, he reached out to pinch your breasts and push more harder. Your body trembled constantly. He leaned over and hugged you until his body trembled. A hot and thick liquid gushed into your body. You knew it was his fresh juice. Your body was filled with love from him. He lay on top of you take a breath, his cock had not left your body yet.
"Ah ha - fucking so good -" you fell on the bed tiredly.
"Hahaha, it's great inside you." He kissed your cheek and whispered.
"A little older but super good in bed - it's not bad to be fucked by you - hahahaha -" you held his face with satisfaction and smiled.
"It depends on whether your body can enjoy it. I still have many sexual positions you haven't tried yet." He smiled wickedly.
"Hmm... I'm tired. Next time." You smiled.
"Don't accept my love first?" He was a little confused.
"I don't want to settle down so early. I want to enjoy being pursued by you and physical pleasure. But if sex, we must be willing to each other. Can't force." You smirked.
"Selfish woman, wanting to have two pleasures at the same time. Aren't you afraid I will be taken away by someone?" He teased by playing with your nipples.
"Ah ha - Bruce - just finished -" you panted.
"You are so easy to feel, don't worry, I am full of energy. You haven't answered my question yet." He was confident, and hands twisted your nipples, feeling his cock swell and erect inside you.
"Ah - fuck -! If - you are taken away by someone - then you are not as special as thought - ah - fuck! -" You moaned while enjoying the touch and the pleasure inside your body.
"Indeed. I like you to suck my appetite. It makes me unable to stop and want to possess all of you." He pushed into you and climaxed again.
"Fuck—Bruce—I'm coming!" You climaxed again.
"Do you want to continue?" He teased you playfully.
"No! I'm fucking exhausted! I'm sticky with sweat and semen!" You covered face and smiled shyly.
"Then you come with me to take a shower, I'll help you." He pulled out his cock and picked you up with strong hands. You hugged him with a shy smile and pecked his handsome face.
At this time, there was a knock on the door "Master Wayne, do you and your friend want to eat something?"
"Alfred, in an hour. I have something to do." He said to the people outside then cast his eyes on you. His lecherous expression made you more shy. He definitely had a bad idea. It seemed not as simple as taking a bath.
"Bruce, I will accept everything from you, but not now." You bit your lip.
"I know. You enjoy the days being pursued by me, and I enjoy the sweetness you give me." He smiled to maintain the sweet happiness with you.
"Good boy." You held his face and kissed him.
"I love you so much, my love." He kissed your lips sweetly.
When he carried you into the bathroom, you reminded him again, "Hey, it's just a bath, right!"
He held you and turned around in the bathroom for a few circles, "I don't know~ If you incite me again~"
"Hahaha! I can't promise~ my dear Bruce." You hugged him tightly, it felt really good spoiled by him.
The voices both of you came from the bathroom. For the first time, enjoyed the love and physical happiness of each other, your were filled with sweetness and satisfaction by his love. The two of you have not yet reached the relationship of lovers, but you both promised to have each other, first enjoy the double pleasure of the body and the soul, then make a lifelong partner.
— The End —
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annmaximoff18 · 1 day
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Batman: Does anyone have a plan?
red hood: what if...?
batman: someone other than red hood
Y\N: how about...
Batman: someone other than Red Hood and Y\N
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mostly-imagines · 3 hours
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bonus points if you put their heights in the tags
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Also begging 🙏🏻 send any character and prompt or song I need inspo chat
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kurogxrix · 7 months
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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:
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like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁
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c1nnam00n · 3 months
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me seeing that my fav character barely/doesn’t have any fanfics OR imagines
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holy-minseok · 8 months
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We need mean!reader, angry!reader, misunderstood!reader, creepy!reader, gross!reader, toxic!reader, nonforgiving!reader, selfish!reader, narcissistic!reader, dark!reader, FEDUP!reader. That bitch is way too nice, passive, and sensible. ✋🏾😂
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Age gap reader and Bruce. maybe bruce getting annoyed ay work or something and it gets a little spicy.
When the doors opened and you swept in, Bruce felt some of the tension leave the room instantly.
No one was going to act up in front of you. Not when you were at peak public-facing sweetness. Twirling at compliments to your dress and pointing out that it has pockets. Excitedly telling people that you have a line about to launch. Handing out your own compliments like candy on your way to him.
It totally changed the tone of everything. And he was grateful. These work luncheons tended to be hell. And he couldn't even bring the kids as a distraction- but no one could fault him for bringing his wife. His father used to bring his mother to them all the time.
"Brucie I'm so sorry I'm late, I got my times mixed up and-"
Bruce smiled and kissed you quiet, cutting off the apology he didn't need or want. He'd mentioned it to you in passing a couple days ago. He told you because he'd like you to be here if you could- not because you were obligated. "You look beautiful today," he purred.
"Well I couldn't show up and disappoint you," you say sweetly. All wide-eyed mock innocence.
Bruce smirked and tucked your arm in his. You never called him 'daddy' or anything like that. In public or private. You didn't like it. The only reason you did this was because when you did, well. Things tended to accelerate. But he could hear the implication and the way you were teasing- needling him.
"I don't think I like your tone, princess," he murmured.
"What's wrong with my tone, Brucie-bear?" you ask. The same wide eyed mock innocence.
"Princess," he purred, keeping you close to him, "you know what you're doing."
"Making my husband happy?"
"Minx," he scolded, without any real heat, smiling down at you, "Did I really look that miserable?"
"You looked like you were contemplating jumping out a window, Brucie," you tell him.
"Hm. What do I look like now?" he asked.
"You look like we need to excuse ourselves," you pout. "I'm bored. And there's no champagne here."
Bruce smiled and stole a kiss, "It's almost over," he assured you. "And as soon as it is we'll go back to my office. I promise It'll get a lot less boring there."
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Bruce: I raised five perfectly functional children
Y/N: *tearing up* You have five other children we don’t know about?!
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martiniluvr · 2 months
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18+ minors dni
what’s better than a 2 for 1 special? a 3 for 1 special! please cheer.
warnings: smidge of overstim 🤫
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jason “move your hand” todd who pins your arms above your head to keep you out of his way. his face is inches from yours as he fucks you harshly into the mattress, enjoying the way you whine at every intrusion. your spine arches off the bed as you struggle under his grip, your sensitivity overwhelming you. “c’mon, ma,” he rasps, a cocky grin on his lips as you start to shake. “thought you said you could take it.”
dick “let me hear you” grayson who makes you beg for what you need. his hands rub your thighs lovingly as you glare at him and buck your hips in frustration, your aching cunt devastatingly empty despite the slow circles he’s rubbing on your clit. “you gotta tell me what you want, pretty girl,” he tuts gently, teasing his cock along your leaking entrance as you clench around nothing. “use your words for me.”
bruce “I’ll buy you another one” wayne who doesn’t bother waiting until you’re naked to fuck you. the delicate fabric of your gown snags on an old painting as he drives his cock into you while you’re pressed against the wall, filling you at an angle that makes you cry out with each thrust. “sorry about the dress, sweetheart,” he says between the sloppy kisses he’s peppering down your neck. “we’ll get a new one.”
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Batboys as your sugar daddy
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What’s the point of all this money if you don’t have someone to spend it on?
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Pairings: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake x fem!reader
Contains: Sugar daddies. Possessive, controlling men. Power imbalances. They’re all a little toxic. These relationships are not aspirational babes. Oral sex (f!receiving) in Dick’s.
Notes: 18+ or you’ll be blocked.
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BRUCE WAYNE 💋
“Wear the diamonds,” Bruce rumbles from behind you, lips right next to the shell of your ear. Before you can answer, his warm hands are already on your throat, and cool platinum touches your skin. A hundred diamonds arranged in three dainty layers sparkle in the low light of Bruce’s bedroom, clinging tightly to your neck.
With the choker clasped in place, one of Bruce’s hands traces up and down your neck while the other rests heavily on your hip, holding you flush against his chest. His touch is hypnotic, pulling you in like a planet pulls a moon into orbit. Your whole world revolves around him—and that’s exactly how he likes it.
But like the moon, the subtle gravitational pull you have on him keeps him in place, keeps him stable, calms his most wicked of storms.
He bows his head. The way he looks at you through his eyelashes is almost reverent while he kisses your bare shoulder, skin interrupted only by your dress’s hair-thin silk strap.
“Beautiful,” he says, and you know he’s not talking about the necklace, the dress, or any of the other jewels and silks he’s drowned you in over the last year.
When your eyes meet in the mirror, one corner of his lips quirks up into a smirk, which he buries under a kiss to your jaw. 
There, with a quick, sharp nip of his teeth, he lays his claim. “And all mine.”
DICK GRAYSON 💋
Dick’s on his knees, head buried between your legs when you hear—feel—him say, “I need you to take a week off work.”
Well. What he really needs is for you to just quit your job already, but you got upset the last time he suggested it. Baby steps. For now.
“Why?” you gasp, blinking hard as you try to focus on the fact that he’s starting a conversation now when his tongue is making you smart and shake with pleasure.
“I want to go to the Maldives,” he says as if it’s the most inconsequential thing in the world, as if he’s saying he wants to go across town, not across the world.
His tongue flattens out and dips into your weeping hole, and your thighs tighten around his head in response. He groans, and you choke out, “A week for the Maldives?”
You feel his lips twist and curve around you, paired with a little graze of teeth; he’s smiling, and the sensation makes you dizzy. There it is, he wants to say. You want more. Finally, your expectations are starting to match his bank account.
But he decides to play the dumb, pretty boyfriend he likes to make people think he is. “You don’t think it’s enough time? Wanna take two weeks?”
“I don’t have the—” He kisses up to your clit and gives it a tentative little suck, which makes you fist his hair. “—vacation days.”
“Why don’t you just take them without pay?” he proposes as his tongue laves up your swollen sex. “It’ll be okay, just this once. You’ll feel so much better after some time off; I promise.”
JASON TODD 💋
Jason is currently scrutinizing the contents of your pantry, a box of macaroni and cheese in his hand. After seeing the scowl on his face, you’re not surprised when he starts to lecture you. “You eat this crap?”
You raise a brow because he’s one to judge. “I’ve seen you eat an entire party box of tacos.”
“I’m not you,” he fires back. His voice is still low, still calm, but you can sense an edge in his tone; this conversation is about a lot more than boxed macaroni and cheese.
In the beat of silence that follows, his heated gaze dulls to a smolder. “You don’t know how precious you are.”
You open your mouth to reply, but whatever retort you were going to argue back with is silenced when Jason’s big hands cup your face, tilting your head up so he can kiss your forehead. He lingers there, and you feel him tremble. His breath is ragged, rough—as if he’s afraid.
“I’m not you,” he repeats in a whisper. It’s like he’s talking to a child, like he knows you don’t know any better. Poor little you—you need him. “Just let me take care of you like always, okay? How about I sign you up for one of those meal prep kits? No more processed food; it’s not good for you.”
When he pulls you against his chest and strokes your hair, you feel yourself nod, unable to disagree. You know he’s right, after all; and isn’t it sweet that he treats you like a delicate angel even though he’s seen the worst of the world? That nothing without his stamp of approval is good enough for you?
TIM DRAKE 💋
“Oh, you’re all set,” your manicurist smiles at you as soon as you take out your wallet, nails freshly done. 
Caught off guard, all you can reply with is, “Huh?”
She just smiles a little brighter, and there’s a sparkle of something in her eyes. It looks a little wistful, but also a little vapid—is that jealousy? “Your boyfriend paid already,” she explains as her eyes not-so-subtly look around, trying to catch a glimpse of said boyfriend, but you’re just as surprised as she is.
“For the next year,” she adds in a dry tone. Slowly, you drop your wallet back into your purse. There’s only one man alive who could figure out where you get your nails done, what day and time you like your appointments, and call ahead to pay off your manicures for the next year without you ever finding out about it.
So when you get back to your car, you call him.
“Do anything fun today?” he asks over the phone, pretending to be way more innocent than he actually is.
“Tim—”
“Actually,” he cuts in, and you hear a bashful tremor in his voice. That tremor makes your stomach do flips, which beckons you to give in to whatever he wants. “I was just thinking about you. You’ve got the prettiest hands.”
“Tim—”
“Let’s go shopping later,” he rambles on, completely ignoring you. “I think you need some new jewelry. You’d like a new set of rings, wouldn’t you?”
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radicallxser · 5 months
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"Careful", you snag the boy's shirt before he can step into the road. The boy's head snaps away from his phone and towards you.
He looks pissed but you watch his face shift into a blank sort of stare.
"Sorry-", you release the grip on his shirt, shifting the carrier on your hip, "you should pay more attention when you're this close to the road."
You offer him a weak smile and he blinks up at you, then turns and scurries across the road, focused back onto his phone. Sighing, you adjust baby carrier and begin walking again.
The walk isn't a horrible one, ten minutes is nothing on the half hour walk it takes you to get to work. It's just a little more difficult with a awkward sized baby carrier.
Typically you'd take the train, but you need to get to the grocery store before it gets dark. The air is already chilly but the forecast calls for snow and the baby doesn't need that.
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The store is a little warmer when you step inside and you even manage to snag a buggy.
The store is relatively quiet and you find what you need to...except for the box of baby rice towards the back on a shelf you can't reach.
You groan softly, glancing at the snoozing babe. She loves those...
You stand on your very tiptoes, grabbing at air. Then, a hand reaches up and grabs them. You turn, about to ask them for the box, when the man passes the box to you.
"Here, you looked like you needed help." He holds the box out with one hand, running his fingers through his black hair with the other.
You blink curiously at him, then take the box.
"Thank you so much, hon." You grin, placing the item in your cart and hurrying to check out.
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The walk is still cold, despite the sun barely starting to set. You shiver, somehow managing to carry the groceries and the baby carrier at the same time.
About half a mile from your apartment, you bump into a chest. Dropping a few bags and praying the eggs aren't in them.
"Sorry about that", a masculine voice mumbles above you. You tilt your head up to meet the eyes of a boy a little younger than the one who helped you before. He tilts his head, a tuft of white hair hanging in his eyes.
"Would you like some help?" He starts grabbing the dropped bags before you can answer. He makes a gesture for you to lead the way.
"I'm Jason, by the way. We live in the same complex."
You swear you've never seen him before, but maybe that's just you.
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That night, groceries put away and a baby snuggled happily against your chest, you lay in bed.
Oblivious to several pairs of eyes watching you and the bickering from the rooftops above.
"Ummi spoke to me today, with the baby!" Damian speaks.
"Yeah, well I helped ma with her groceries!" Jason gives him a playful shove.
"Well, the baby smiled at me!" Dick jabs a thumb at his chest triumphantly.
"All of you hush!" Tim speaks up, crouched next to Duke, eyes focused on a familiar window.
Bruce looms nearby, caught up his daydream where he's the sweater wrapped so tightly around you. Someday.
Someday sooner than you think.
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issdisgrace · 6 months
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Batdad Y/n: When I was like 18 I did coke off a stripper’s abs
Jason, Dick, Tim and Damian: WhAT
Cue Bruce shaking his head because he was there when you did it
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