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Do you still take requests?

YESS PEOPLE!!!! IM JUST A LITTLE BUSY, BUT I HEAR YALL AND I'M LOVING YOU ALL KISSES AND HUGS XOXOXOXOX

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Y'all are such horny mf bitches in my inbox I love you all sm

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When the Batkids all realise Bruce is so tooth rottingly supportive of his family, they start a competition to test just how far this support goes.

Jason makes tshirts with crude sayings and even cruder drawings on them.

Bruce wears them without question.

Tim makes an app that just tells you what your nut of the day is.

Bruce uses it everyday.

The rest of the clan try it themselves and only stop when Dick hires out a theatre and preforms a one man play slash interpretive dance for all the family.

Bruce is the only one to not pull out their phone or look bored even when the performance goes into its forth hour.

After that they realise there is no ceiling. They could do anything and Bruce will be behind them 100 percent.

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minors: do not interact !

i don't know i really like the thought of morro settling down at one point during his travels to try to find the tomb of the fsm.

he was back to finding food scraps and stuff until he meets you and you give him food and a place to stay.

and he knows he should resume his search so he does, but he ends up thinking about you too much and always comes back to you for some reason.

you always worry about him, how skinny he looks when he comes knocking on your door and undressing him to give him clean clothes after a warm shower to cleanse the grime.

he uses your soaps and shampoo, smelling like you makes him feel so Strange.

it feels almost domestic when he comes out of the bathroom and finds you fixed him a meal so quickly, bonus points if you're kind of pushy and affectionate, making him sit down and kissing the top of his head when he digs in.

something about the way you treat him and the way he likes your company makes him want to give up looking for the fsm's tomb and just live with you forever.

he lets you take him to your bed day after day, soon enough he chases after you.

he yearns for your touch, your closeness, your scent, your imprint on his heart makes him ache and he doesn't know what to do. every kiss is like a punch to his gut and for some reason he wants more. to feel your skin on his makes him so dizzy he might as well pass out.

he likes being inside you, feeling you pulsate and wriggle against him when he stays still just to savour your warmth, your touch. he never really wants to leave. he gets these sick little thoughts that pass through his mind:

what if i forget the taste of your lips ? i'll never cease to taste them again.

what if i depart and you're not here when i come back in victory ? i'll tear apart all of the sixteen realms just to have you in my arms one more time.

what if you don't want to see me again ? i'll make sure i stay here so long you would never forget my presence.

oh, and the way you sigh his name, it makes him just a little weak. just a little weak for you. the way you say "morro" with the lilt in your voice and your hands scratching his back when he thrusts a little harder, it makes him wish he devoted his life to finding you.

and keeping you.

and cherishing you.

and making sure you're his.

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Morro hopes the afterlife is eternal rest because he knows if hell exists his evil ass is going straight down

I wouldn't want to move on either if I was him💀

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Tumblr usernames are so funny, "the ghost of jason todd started following you" okay well can he stop

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The Batkids doing that "Suspect" tiktok trend where they take turns filming each other running and say increasingly personal and deranged shit to make each other laugh.

Spoiler, recording Red Robin: *in a confused voice* Suspect listens to Green Day and Enya, like my guy pick a struggle

Nightwing, recording Red Hood: Suspect died once and made it his entire personality

Red Hood, recording Robin: Suspect has a superiority complex that is way too big for someone his size

Robin, recording Nightwing: Suspect has been engaged at least twice and married never

Red Robin, recording Spoiler: Suspect thinks assaulting people with bricks is a legitimate flirting strategy (Spoiler: It worked on you!)

Signal, who came out at night solely for this, recording Red Robin: Suspect can't come up with an original name and keeps stealing everyone else's

Red Hood, recording Nightwing: Suspect is actually a huge asshole but hides it behind that cheerful demeanor so everyone thinks I'm lying about it

Robin, recording Red Hood: I'm going to let the Suspect keep running because he needs the exercise

Signal, recording Red Hood: Suspect acts tough but has read every Jane Austen novel at least six times

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sibling behavior ig

La escuela no me deja mucho tiempo para dibujar pipipi

Also, if you get the reference *Kisses you on the forehead*

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Jason should kill the Joker and just not tell anyone. like, lets be real here, if he were to silently slip in and kill the Joker in his sleep, are any of the workers at Arkham really going to give enough of a shit to say anything??? with the paperwork they’d have to do, and the attention they’d get once the media caught wind of the break in/murder, i bet all Jason would have to do is leave like, a basket of muffins next to the dead body as a thank you and the staff would just dispose of the body and shut the fuck up about it.

i bet you he could get through a solid six to eight month period of being weirdly happy and interactive with the rest of the family before Dick finally asks why he’s been in such a good mood lately over family dinner

Jason, casually: i dunno, i guess i’ve just had a weight lifted from my shoulders; there’s less to drive me away now.

Bruce, thinking he’s finally done something right: aw Jaylad, i’m so happy you’re feeling more comfortable!

Dick, the only batkid around when Jason was Robin, remembering all the times Jason would transform into the happiest kid on the planet only for them to find out a week later it was because he’d pushed a bully down the stairs at school and fractured his wrist: hold on B.

Dick: Jay, what weight has been lifted?

Jason, still nonplussed: well i finally got my GED, and the Joker thing really calmed the lazarus rage. also Steph got me into puppy yoga, we go once a week.

Bruce:

Bruce: what Joker thing.

Jason, glancing up from his food: ? d’i not mention that? he’s dead, man.

Bruce:

Dick:

Dick: sorry, what?

Tim: why the fuck am i never invited to puppy yoga?

Bruce, having a panic attack: y- what are you talking about Jay-

Tim: i would LOVE to go to puppy yoga. what the FUCK?

Jason, shrugging: you can come to puppy yoga, replacement, it’s all good

Bruce: the Joker’s dead?

Tim: FUCK YEAH, PUPPY YOGA

Jason: i think they do it with goats too.

Damian: i would be interested in this activity.

Jason: hell yeah family yoga session

Bruce: JASON PLEASE EXPAND ON THE JOKER THING

Jason: no i don’t like your tone. anyway, dick, puppy yoga?

Dick:

Dick, glancing at Bruce’s glare nervously: …i would be down for puppy yoga

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i really think rose quartz is the voice of our times she was suicidal she was bisexual she was a libra she was fat she was horny all the time she was pink she went to war against herself she fumbles people who demand emotional intimacy from her she has a very loose grip on reality she loves everything and hates herself she somehow has mommy issues despite belonging to a species where mothers do not exist her boobs are self-made she was into soundcloud rappers she has committed identity theft and a hundred other war crimes she has several pet lions one of which is a zombie and she couldn’t break out of herself. peace and love on planet girl

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creepypastas dont scare me because i know that somewhere on youtube theres a video of that creepypasta being in a yaois with another creepypasta and so theyre not scary anymore

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Jason: B ? Dick jumped off the Wayne Towers roof.

Batman: What of it ?

Jason: He's the only one wihout a cape. And I may or may not have taken his grapple battery.

Batman: IS HE OKAY ?!

Jason: If it wasn't for Clark his last words would've been "I'm a squirell!".

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i love your writing for ninjago! maybe fluff or smut for cole and a short or smaller reader? ofc you don't have to do this, love your work!

Never too late for this. C.B.

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Pairing: Cole Brookstone x Fem! Smaller! Reader

Type: Oneshot

Relationship: Established

Plot: Cole comes back from an exhausting week into your apartment. He can't resist.

Warnings: NSFW/ 18+, somnophilia, size kink, cream pie, unprotected sex, fingering (f receiving)

Note: HELLOUUUU I'M SO SORRY THIS SAT IN MY INBOX FOR THREE MONTHS!!! THE SHAME :CCCCC I hope this is good enough to pay for my sins, anon :(

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Cole walked into your room through your window, closing it quietly as his eyes made their way to your sleeping form. He was so damn exhausted...all week fights, training , missions, arguments. Non stop. He untied his gi, taking off the top part with a sigh. He needed you. Needed to hold you, to take the scent of your hair in his lungs, the feel of your clothes and sheets, the feeling of normalcy. He needed to be there when you woke up at least today, needed to make you coffee tomorrow morning. Kiss you..

A heavy strong body made the bed sink next to you, the covers lifting and going back over you again, your body shivering from the sudden cold breeze and leaning into the warm torso behind you. Cole's strong arm wrapped around your midsection, you moaned softly in your sleep and he shushed you gently.

"Shh, sleep.."

You stirred slightly, your voice escaping.

"Mm..who is it..?"

"It's me, baby.."

You turned back around, sinking into the bed again in delicious sleep.

"You're late... again." You grumbled under your breath, trying to go back to sleep again, the arm around you tightened, his nose nuzzling the back of your neck affectionately.

"Mm.. I'm sorry, sweetness.." Cole mumbled against your skin. He was tired, so tired. His thumb rubbed your hip lazily, his nose buried in your hair, inhaling your warmth. He pulled you closer, gently pressing his hips into you absentmindedly, your body small, asleep and his.. He was so pent up, his cock hard in frustration and need.

Just a little..

His lips started tenderly peppering your neck with kisses, nose nuzzling the delicate skin as he cupped your heat, taking a second to feel the warmth. Cole's fingers brushed across your thighs as they went under your gown and into your panties, spreading your moist folds with his rough fingers and rubbing small circles into your puffy clit, sighing softly at how wet and ready you were, waiting all night for him.

"Don't worry..sleep.." He murmured as you stirred slightly, your hand going to his wrist as you nodded off again.

Cole's hips buckled slightly as he pushed two fingers in, feeling you clench around him as he fingered you gently, curling them in deliciously, feeling you become warmer and warmer, your mouth opening slightly to let out sweet pleasured breaths as you slept lightly. The master of earth groaned at how his hand wrapped around your thigh, how easily he could crush you, how you're barely taking his dick as is..

He sucked gently on your neck, muttering sweet nothings as he took his cock out of his gi, giving it a few small strokes before he pushed in slowly, rubbing your thigh soothingly.

He wanted to fucking cum on the spot as he thrusted slowly, hitting your sweet spot with every buck of his thighs, waking you up just enough. Your breaths quickened slightly, the pleasure being even more blissful as you laid in his arms half asleep, soft wet sounds from his thrusts being the only sound except your little moans and his groans..his tip kissed your cervix with every drag against your spongy walls, his thickness stretching you out.

"I'm so sorry for ignoring you, baby... I'm never leaving my princess alone again..." Cole murmured against the delicate skin on your neck, hand going under your gown to cup your breast. "I missed you so much.." He gasped, completely drunk on you, on the way your wet pussy enveloped his thick length, squeezing him, walls fluttering around him, swallowing him.

Your head tipped back as his pace picked up, his restraint starting to slip. You gasped softly, eyes opening just a little. A strong hand made it's way to your cheek, cupping your puffy face and bringing it closer for a kiss, his mouth taking in your whimper as you spilled all over his cock, too sleepy to tell him you're gonna cum. Cole kept rutting into you, his deep huffs filling the room along with your sleepy whimpers, your hand going over to cup his as he fucked you through your orgasm, chasing his own, a creamy white ring forming around his cock as he kept thrusting. His free hand squeezed your plump ass before lifting your thigh higher, bending you over to reach deeper as he pumped his length inside you possessively. Cole came inside you, spilling pearly ropes of seed right up where they belonged, stuffing you perfectly as you panted softly, feeling him bottom out, placing your panties back in their spot, his arm wrapped around your waist, his nose in your hair..