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Someone bookmarked my first real attempt at writing smut as "I'm not a fan of how it's written, but it's not bad"

Idk if it's because it's written in Spanish, but for some reason it doesn't hurt as much as other critiques people have written in their bookmarks about my works

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My two loves: British panel shows (would I lie to you) and Batfam

conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 8

Tim: Come onnnnnn Dames~

Damian: we're supposed to be on a stakeout.

Dick: wait sorry i had to mute for a fight, what are you two arguing about over there?

Jason: Tim wants to play league days again but Dami's being a little bitch about it.

Dick: OH MY GOD PLEASE LET ME PLAY TOO-

Damian: you are almost thirty years old, Richard. Jesus Christ.

Dick: *gasp* you can't age-shame me! i fuckin' raised you!

Tim: *cackles* for- for like six months!

Jason: yeah i have like five years on you goldie, don't try and steal my child.

Damian: if i play one round will you buy us food and drop it over at the stakeout base?

Tim: oooh, say yes say yes say yes-!

Dick: deal, bring it on.

Jason: fuck yes.

Damian: *huff* alright, it's loading a card.

Damian: *high pitched squeak*

Tim: oh god, what does that mean?

Damian, voice shaking slightly: 'when i was eight, Todd gave me 'the talk', except it turned out that neither his own parents nor father had ever given him the talk, and he had to sit in on when mother corrected everything he'd told me about a month later because he'd gotten it horribly wrong.'

Damian: discuss.

*silence*

*ping*

Tim, crying: did he just-

Dick: OK- *wheeze*

Tim: Jason just left the fucking line-

Dick: WELL I FEEL LIKE THAT JUST GAVE IT AWAY KINDA-

Tim: *shaky weeping* oh my god, holy-

Dick: *cackle* please, please on everything that is FUCKING holy,

Damian: are you even going to ask questions?

Tim: truth. it's a yay. i'm manifesting. give it to us. please.

Dick: *breathless wheezes* you can't- you have to just tell us, Dames come on,

*ping*

Jason: ok-

Damian: it's a yay, it happened.

Jason: FUCK.

*ping*

Dick and Tim: *burst out laughing*

Damian: i truly feel like that was his own fault.

Tim, delirious: god i'm so happy we figured out you were funny Damian, so happy.

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Realised this is in a few months which means I can technically make a long-fic.......

10/6 - 10/10

Thank you @embracedbythesea for letting us use your art for this year's poster!!!

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WIP of chapter five, not posted yet, belongs to this fic:

“Did you-” Jon looked down, blinking violently as his voice broke, “-do you regret it?”

And oh, how heartbreaking. How could Jon ever think Damian would regret it? How could he think he would ever regret giving himself over, body and soul, to Jon?

He may regret that the first time happened like it did, in a mess of heat and desperation, but he would never regret being with Jon.

Would never regret any time spent with him, and would definitely never regret being vulnerable with him.

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The left image as a rug and the right image as a ceiling poster

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Literally me going down a grade in my Spanish class cause I'd rather read my own smut🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

you know what? fuck it *reads the fanfic I spent hours writing for my own enjoyment*

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Bruce: Damian, I want you to have be a normal teenager

Damian, later that night, googling: how does a normal teenager act? Normal teen movies?

Damian, in the morning: father, after careful review I have accepted your need for me to be a normal teen. I shall get myself a boyfriend and sneak out to see him

When Bruce said he wanted Damian to have a normal childhood he didn’t mean getting a super powered boyfriend and sneaking off to make-out!!!

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Trope so good I was forced to write my own

Jason and Damian meeting in the league of assassins and Jason raising Damian my beloved <3

If anyone has fic recs, send them my way please

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Me 99% of the year but I'm seeing one of them TOMORROW!!!!!

having long distance friends is so fucked. do you wanna come over to my house and play (it will cost us 1 william dollars)

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Tim: I was bamboozled! Hoodlumed!

Bruce: You spent the whole time staring at Kon!

Tim: I am an art enthusiast

no capes jondami is so funny if timkon don’t know each other. No way Jon isn’t bringing his hot older brother to distract Tim so he and Damian can go sneak off

Bruce: you had ONE job. tim who just had a coming to Jesus moment with Kon and his tongue piercing: I was TRICKED!!!

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WIP:

Jon laughed, burying himself in Damian's shoulder and moving his arms to encircle his waist and hug him, “Trust me,”

And oh, how unfair of Jon to say that. Did he not know Damian would trust him with anything? Would walk to the end of the universe for him? 

“You know I always do,” Damian whispered, enjoying the quiet moment whilst it lasted.

Jon smiled against his skin, planting a kiss on his neck, “then trust me-” he planted another kiss further down, where Damian's dress shirt was left unbuttened, “-when I tell you-” Jon pushed up the shirt so he could land another kiss to Damian's belly button, “-that I want this,”

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Looks at Jondami in DCeased....

jon and damian who both have very detailed plans for a zombie apocalypse and have a full blown couple argument about the minutiae of how they would survive a zombie apocalypse together

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I really like the idea that Damian, raised by Talia ‘sex appeal is my middle name’ Al Ghul.

Does not understand why you can’t be obvious about your attraction towards another person.

You just have to be strong enough to protect it. And Jon being basically invincible, should be just like how Talia knew Bruce would be strong enough to protect himself against the dangers of their world.

So what danger is there? That he can’t protect Jon against, or Jon would be able to protect himself against.

So Damian simply starts copying Talia in her words of love as well.

Damian: beloved, we have been tasked with a mission

Jon:

Jon:

Damian: are you listening to me, beloved?

Jon: oh god I am not dreaming

Damian: why would you be dreaming about getting a mission?

I like imagining that he has now got a rule with himself that he can’t call Jon anything other than his hero name on missions. Because for some reason he seems to be short circuiting every time.

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This is the dynamic I need for Barty and Reg every single time, idc if they aren't even dating and I'm reading Rosekiller or Jegulus, they are still ready to make out

barty and regulus are two seconds away from kissing each other at any given time

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This is so cute and sweet, and then I ruin it all by choosing to reference it 1k words later when Jon is feeding Damian his own cum

WIP:

Jon laughed, burying himself in Damian's shoulder and moving his arms to encircle his waist and hug him, “Trust me,”

And oh, how unfair of Jon to say that. Did he not know Damian would trust him with anything? Would walk to the end of the universe for him? 

“You know I always do,” Damian whispered, enjoying the quiet moment whilst it lasted.

Jon smiled against his skin, planting a kiss on his neck, “then trust me-” he planted another kiss further down, where Damian's dress shirt was left unbuttened, “-when I tell you-” Jon pushed up the shirt so he could land another kiss to Damian's belly button, “-that I want this,”

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LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT HER SMILE! LOOK AT HER!!!

(and Tim is there too I guess)

Post-patrol sunrise ☀️

I drew this for Tim's bday and couldn't help myself but draw steph too :') i love them.

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WIP:

Jon laughed, burying himself in Damian's shoulder and moving his arms to encircle his waist and hug him, “Trust me,”

And oh, how unfair of Jon to say that. Did he not know Damian would trust him with anything? Would walk to the end of the universe for him? 

“You know I always do,” Damian whispered, enjoying the quiet moment whilst it lasted.

Jon smiled against his skin, planting a kiss on his neck, “then trust me-” he planted another kiss further down, where Damian's dress shirt was left unbuttened, “-when I tell you-” Jon pushed up the shirt so he could land another kiss to Damian's belly button, “-that I want this,”