#Dick hasn't told them his birthday

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 84

Amity Park absolutely adores her little ghostling, her little Gatekeeper who was of her own ectoplasm, reborn from her own blood in the center of her new heart. She absolutely adores her baby, practically a newborn, being only a year dead! 

So of course she had to gush and boast about her little phantom to the other city spirits! They all got together to gossip sometimes after all. And both Smallville and Fawcett started to gush about their own little ones back! 

Gosh they should set up a playdate at some point, her little phantom could use some friends in the mortal realm. Well some more friends, three is obviously not enough. Oh, Gotham and Bludhaven have come over as well! It’s a playdate then! 

Now if only each of their world’s timelines were synced up, but at least everyone is around the same age! 

[marisferasiop]

Comfort, Despite the Storm

Ao3 link

Word count: ~4k

Warnings: None. Suck that old man's dick.

Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI! Clicking read more implies your consent.

Summary: Joel's neighbor (you) is the town archivist and brings him a present on his birthday (with a side of teasing). Later, after waking from his own nightmares, he finds you sleepless on your porch during a storm and you take comfort in one another.

Just a short little fluffy excuse to suck a tired Joel's dick and ride him, making him accept comfort when he naturally wants to rail against it.

No descriptions, specified age, or use of y/n, reader is afab, Joel calls you "girl" a few times.

“Happy birthday, neighbor,” he hears, and turns to peer back over his shoulder through the screen door.

Joel sees his neighbor, you, standing with an old tin in your hands. He remembers the Shroedinger’s- nature of those tins, always either full of cookies or sewing materials. He realizes belatedly he’s been standing too long, staring, his brain foggy from a night shift on the wall.

He doesn't even know your name, just that your call sign is Cricket. Something to do with your former life as a smuggler, just like him. He’s seen you around, mostly at the mess hall or the Tipsy Bison some evenings. He knows from Ellie that you work in the town’s little archive- slash- library.

“What?”

Your smile falters at the edges but you shake the tin at him anyway. “Ellie told me. Hell of a date to pick, by the way.”

He squints at you through a frown and finally opens the screen door. You thrust the tin at him again, and he takes it automatically. “I didn't pick it,” he says, barely paying attention, staring at the blue, flaking resin coating the cool metal clutched in his hand. He cracks it open and actually feels his mind stutter to a halt.

The tin is full of shortbread. Home-made and carefully tucked in with a scrap of absorbent cotton, the fork tines are slightly uneven down the line of each finger-sized bar. They smell like heaven. Something he hasn't had since half a lifetime ago. The mess hall has desserts, sure. Hell, they’d had pie the first damned day they were in Jackson. But it’s not something he chooses for himself, often. The abundance of food itself, the warm water and electricity and safety are creature comforts enough.

He rations out comfort for himself as a concept- afraid to get too reliant on it.

You interrupt his meandering thoughts by scoffing. “You don't say? I mean, I guess more what I mean is you didn't even lie and say another date? Anything but outbreak day?” you snort and watch him silently take in the small treat you brought over.

“Anyway. I bake, sometimes. When I can't sleep. And the fall storms lately have me wired,” you shrug. “But I’ll leave you be, I can see you just got back. Happy birthday,” you wave again and he snaps his head up.

“Uh, thanks,” he says, watching you already halfway out of his yard and back to your own.

Joel drops the tin on the countertop and lets the screen door snap shut. He draws out a shortbread finger and holds it between his teeth. The lid clanks as he slaps it back on and turns to lean against the counter. It crumbles on his tongue, the sugar and butter dissolving into nothing. Delicious. He savors it, wanting a cup of coffee to complete the picture more than anything else right now.

He knows that the second she gets home, Ellie's gonna eat half of them. For the first time in years, he considers (selfishly) hoarding them away, all for himself.

He doesn't.

He extracts another cookie, replaces the lid, writes DONT EAT THEM ALL on a scrap of paper, leaves it on top of the tin, and shuffles through the house to his bedroom.

Joel wakes up in a cold sweat, ears echoing from a twenty-odd year-old, phantom gunshot. He can still taste the metal on his tongue, the corner of his mouth and half his face torn from the flinch, holding Tommy's shotgun between his knees. He can still feel Sarah's dried blood still flaking on his forearms, caked into his shirt, the hollowness in his gut from crying himself numb.

He rolls to his back, there in the dark of his bedroom, and wills his breathing to even out. He listens, faintly hearing Ellie’s soft, open-mouthed snores across the hall. They ground him back in the present. He’s too wired to go back down so soon, so he rolls up out of bed with a stifled groan as his back and knees creak when he stands.

She leaves her door cracked, sometimes, and he stands in it, watching her sleep, carefree and mouth agape, with his forehead pressed to the door jamb, wishing he didn't have to leave his gun at the armory after a shift. The weight of it would help, he thinks.

He makes himself go downstairs, get a drink. He pours a finger of something amber in a glass and knocks it back.

The weather is pleasantly cool outside on his tacky skin, a fresh storm rolling in across the mountains. He goes out on the porch with the guitar in his fist, something to keep his hands from being idle.

He strums quietly, his left hand flat on the strings to choke it, hyper- aware of Ellie's cracked window above him. He doesn't want to wake her. She sleeps so soundly now- she deserves her rest. He’s protective of that stillness, for her. Even if it sits wrong on his own shoulders, bent from decades of wear and tear.

A light snicks on to his right; your kitchen window illuminating a stripe across the damp yard between your houses. He pauses and stares, watching you in the wide picture window above your sink. You fill a glass, drink it, refill it. You rub your forehead, the back of your neck, scowling out at a low peal of thunder. You don't seem to see him, which is fair. His own lights aren't on, and it’s not a full moon.

Thunder claps a bit louder on the tails of a thin stripe of lightning, streaking across the sky, raising the fine hairs on his forearms. He watches it spider across the dark clouds, blinding purple and white, and fizzle out, without ever touching the ground. You come out onto your own porch and he hears a low growl of irritation as you fiddle with something heavy. It makes his brow furrow- he doesn't think he’s ever heard you frustrated at anything.

The heavy thing drags a few inches, loud in the silence of the night, and he decides to speak up.

“Need a hand, neighbor?”

You gasp and something spills. “Fuck,” you gasp and turn to face him. “Didn't know I had an audience. What’d you say?”

Joel smothers a smirk at your annoyance and speaks up. “I asked if you need a hand?”

A pause. “Oh, uh. Sure? The swing came down in the wind from one of these storms, I guess.”

Joel sets the guitar down and steps over the low picket fence between your yard and his. Your porch swing is sitting on the wood on one side, off its ceiling hook. He squints up at the hook in the dark and sees it broken at the curve of the hook and needs to be replaced.

“‘s broken,” he comments. “I can try and fix it in the morning? Sure we have a hook somewhere in town.”

“Damn. Okay, thanks. You don't have to go to the trouble, though,” you say, dropping to sit on your stairs instead. You pat the space beside you and he hesitates for a long moment before he sits.

“‘s no trouble. Tommy’s farming me out as a handyman anyway. Might as well take the opportunity.”

Joel sits beside you with a soft grunt. He notices the small bottle of something yellowish dangling from your fingers and cocks a brow at it.

“Thunder woke me up. Figure a sip or two will put me back down, if this doesn't quit.” You lift your brows at the roiling, dark purple and black sky and roll your eyes. “Stupid, in this world, hating storms more than anything else. Leftover from the bombings, I think. A shell landed outside my house when they did it.” You offer an answer to the question he was unsure if he could (or would) ask.

Joel just nods and leans back on his palms, taking the bottle when you offer him a swig. He pulls a face and you snort at him. “‘s tequila, kind of. My family made liquor at home, eons ago. ‘Bout the only thing I was taught before everything went to shit. Every now and then I make a batch with my portion of the agave or honey. This one turned out okay,” you swirl the contents. “Storms bother you, too?”

“No,” Joel answers, stony-faced. He sees your eyebrow raise as your face turns away and chews on his lip. “My birthday does.”

“Ah,” you nod. “A lot was lost. Everything, really.” You can't know how accurate the statement is. He just nods and rubs the pad of this thumb over his fingertips.

“Never thought I'd see you in PJ’s, though,” you tweak the soft fabric at the outside of his knee and grin, breaking the moment of gravitas intentionally. “You seem like the jeans- and- commando type, is all.”

Joel frowns at you. “Commando?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle. “Something’s gotta be chafed, the way you stomp around all grumpy.” You giggle at his look of disbelief and, despite himself, he finds himself huffing a laugh.

“You’re somethin’ else.”

“Yeah, well.” You offer the drink again, and he swills it again. “Wanna come inside?”

Joel pauses on the pull, the glass sticking to his lips. He puts the bottle down and blinks at you. “You serious?”

You shrug. Goosebumps break out across your skin, and, a second later- lightning spiders across the sky. “You’re hot. And it might help us both go back to sleep.”

“You gotta be half my age,” he grunts, letting himself actually look. He takes over your features in the low-light, the hang of your unbound breasts under a thin rail shirt and little sleep shorts.

“I’m not. Just wear it better than you, you scraggly old fart. And I wasn't aware that age prevented attraction. Or orgasms. You can just say no, Joel,” you sigh, standing. “I have perfectly fine fingers.”

He blinks up at you, wheels turning in his head. He grabs your fingertips and pulls you between his knees. “I wasn't sayin’ no. If you’re sure, then I could use some uh- stress relief. It’s been a– a long time.” He forces himself not to think of Tess right now.

“Well then. Inside, and pants off, Miller.”

He huffs and stands with a groan, following you inside to the living room. You have a smaller house than the huge blue one he and Ellie have been allotted. Makes sense, being just you. You lead him to the couch and turn to face him. He can see down a short hall and into your open bedroom. Your bed is unmade, the covers pushed to the side so you could slink out of them after tossing and turning with the incoming storm.

The couch is more impersonal. It says he’s not staying the night. He doesn't want to- can’t anyway, not without alarming Ellie. He can't do that.

“Anything you don't want?” You ask, stepping close enough that your chest brushes his. He blinks down at you and shakes his head. He can't remember a woman ever asking him that.

“What about you?”

“Don’t pin me on my front unless I ask for it. Otherwise, fair game. I wanna suck your dick and ride you, though,” you say, batting your eyes just a little coquettishly, ending with a laugh at his expression. He hisses and grabs you by the hips when you tuck your fingertips under the waistband of his bottoms.

“Jesus, girl.”

“They call me Cricket, actually,” you wink, and tug your top off. Joel tries to keep watching your face, he really does. But your tits are a siren song, and he fails after only a few short minutes. He hasn't seen bare breasts in the flesh in a dog’s age, and he licks his lips with wanting to get his hands and mouth on yours. Instead, he mimics you and pulls his own shirt up and off.

Joel lets you prod him backward to the sofa and even tumbles down onto it obligingly. “God you’re fit,” you admire, and he preens just a little, glancing down at himself. His cock pulses under his cotton pajama pants, but he ignores it in favor of watching you kick off your shorts and climb over him to straddle his lap. You trace his jaw, down his strong neck and wide, heavy pecs, across the spread of his shoulders and down his ribs to his soft belly. It hitches under your fingertips, ticklish. You feel his cock prod up against the curve of your ass and grind backward on it, earning a groan.

“C’mere,” Joel rumbles, hooking a hand behind your neck to tug you down on him. You come easy, pressing all along his front. He pulls you straight to his mouth and you’re surprised at how soft his lips are. The lush give of your breasts against his chest makes him groan into your mouth when you open for him.

As much as he wants to be inside you, to rut to completion like an animal, Joel finds himself wholly taken by everything he’s feeling. He lets his free hand ghost up your spine, pressing you closer, feeling your miles of soft skin all along his overheated front.

“Wanna taste you,” he pants, trying to roll you under his weight. Instead, you pin his shoulder and stroke the tip of your tongue along the roof of his mouth, nipping his lip as you pull away; he chases you as far as he can. “Next time, big guy. I called dibs first.”

“Big guy?” He mutters, helpfully lifting his hips as you shimmy southward to the floor and take his pajama pants with you. His cock springs free, slapping up against his belly and leaving a smear of slick behind.

You curl your hand around him and lever it upright, bringing the weeping tip to your lips to plant a wet kiss there. Joel hisses and watches you, his dark eyes glittering with the lightning strike outside your windows. You drag your tongue up the underside, tasting the clean salt of him, and take him inside, pushing down until your throat starts to protest.

“Ohhhh, fuck, girl. Take it,” Joel groans, flexing his hips into your grip. You smirk around his girth and swallow. It squeezes his cockhead between your tonsils and he drops a hand in your hair. “Almost there, honey. Just a little more,” he urges. You pull off and spread your spit down to the heavy hang of his balls.

“I can do it,” you say proudly, and push yourself down again. It’s a squeeze, but your lips seal around the base, your nose buried in his thatch of wiry curls.

“Oh, shit. That’s it, good girl.”

You groan around him, letting him tip his hips up into you shallowly. One hand slides down your front to circle your clit, spreading the well of wetness dripping down onto your carpet.

“You touchin’ yourself?” Joel asks, his grip tightening a fraction when you hum in the affirmative. “Suckin’ cock gets you goin’ that much?”

You pull off with a wicked swirl up the underside of him that makes his hips twitch. You grin and lean back, showing him your soaked fingers. “Yeah. You gonna blow your load if I sit on this?” You tease, running a finger up the rib along the underside. His cock jolts at the touch, arching toward you and then falling back to his belly.

“I ain't a teenager,” he growls, reaching for you.

“Sure a shit aren't, old man, but touch- starved is touch- starved. I won't hold it against you, long as you help me come somehow.” you crawl up and settle back into Joel’s lap, knotting your fingers in his greying curls and pulling him back into a kiss. He grips your ass, kneading it, trailing his hands everywhere along your skin. He pulls his hips back and lifts you with his thumbs hooked on your hip bones, finding the right angle, and slides inside slowly, letting you feel the stretch of every inch.

On his lap, with the way he’s leaned back, your breasts are perfectly in his face. Joel pulls from your mouth with a smack and buries his nose between your soft swells of flesh, a hand sliding up your spine to pin you closer. He mouthes over one curve and snatches your nipple up between his teeth, worrying it with only a nip of pain before moving to the other side. You arch into his touch, gasping at the coolness of the air on your wet peak. It makes you clench around his cock, causing you both to moan at the snug fit.

You wrap a hand around the back of his head, keeping him close, and start to lift your hips. As his length glides out, every vein and his mushroomed head drags at your walls perfectly. It’s intoxicating, your nerves alight with so much sensation. Already the storm brewing outside is behind you, an afterthought. Joel nearly whines into your sternum and pulls on your hips, urging you back down.

You find a good rhythm and move one hand to the back of the sofa for balance, using it to lever yourself up and down, harder and harder until the sound of slapping flesh and ragged breaths is all you can hear. Joel claims your mouth roughly, groaning into your sealed-together lips when he slides his fingers down and swirls them over your clit. It makes you gasp and clench around him hard, dragging the tight fist of your cunt across his length over and over until he’s ready to explode.

He hasn't been ridden in – fuck, decades? At least, hasn't allowed himself the luxury of a passive fuck in ages. The fact that you're making him take it is– intoxicating. He’s already ready to blow and it’s hardly been any time at all. He wants to savor it.

“Joel,” your sharp tug against his scalp pulls his face up from where he nestled back between your tits. He blinks up at you, brain hazy and dick throbbing in the tight clutch of your core. You give him a breathless smile and push his head back to the sofa backing, kissing a line up his throat and over his scruffy chin to his panting mouth.

He feels like his strings are cut; like you are some sort of witch, using him as thoroughly as you are, and he can't possibly bring himself to mind not being the one calling the shots. His free hand has become loose on your thigh, simply taking the ride you're offering instead of guiding. You drop a kiss on his panting mouth and squeeze your core around him like a vice.

“Just feel it, sugar. Enjoy yourself. I am,” you lean back and ride the ridge of his knuckle, letting it catch your clit as you lift and drop a half dozen more times until your entire body clenches and he feels the first pulses if your orgasm around him and he– splinters.

“Oh–ffffff- off!” He grunts, yanking on your hips. You reach down and grip him, dropping onto the floor again to get your mouth around the tip. He throws his head back and curls his fingers into the sofa to avoid tearing at your hair as you swallow around him, tongue coaxing out his load with urging sucks. He ruts up into your mouth a few more times, jaw clenched and chest seizing as you keep sucking. His cock gives a wea kick in your tongue, drained and oversensitized, before you finally pull away and drop back into your heels, panting like you ran a marathon.

“Damn,” you sigh, spooling out by the sofa, leaning against his sweaty calf. Joel lays there a moment, catching his breath, feeling the nerves still fizzling in his thighs and fingertips and chest. Instead of offering a verbal response, he simply nods.

The thunder rolls again, but you're finally too tired to mind it much. You huff at it, annoyed and start picking up your pajamas from the floor. You toss Joel his pants and wink before disappearing into a bathroom.

He rights his pants, sticking his feet in the stupid loose cotton legs of them and drags them up, ignoring the stickiness and heavy hang of his cock in favor of retreating back to his own house now that you’re done with him. He holds his shirt for a moment, gathering his wits. He doesn't want to put it on and get come all over it.

A second later, you emerge with a damp rag and wipe down his come-streaked belly. “I could just about bite this pretty thing for days,” you comment, pinching his softness with a huff of a laugh out your nose. He frowns at you and glances down at himself.

“What?”

“This,” you run your hand over the soft swell of him again, lingering on the knotted scar on his side, “means you made it. You’re not starving, or on the run, or hurting. You have a warm house, and your little girl, and your brother, and food and rest when you need it. An invite for more sex when you want it,” you wink at him salaciously, and he frowns at you to stifle a snort of laughter. He takes your hand and drops a kiss on your palm before shrugging his shirt back on.

You follow him back to your porch, picking up the discarded, mostly- empty bottle of liquor, and wave when he turns at the fence to say goodnight.

You go back to bed, and sleep soundly through the storm.

Just over two months later, he turns up at the library while you’re documenting the latest Council vote for expanding the farming area another acre west.

You hear the bell jingle and glance up, marking your spot on the record ledger.

“Hey, stranger,” you greet. Joel nods at you and glances around. The records office is always empty, unless someone is there among the shelves to find a book to check out. Today, you’re the only one breathing in the dust.

“I need somethin’ for Ellie. Christmas, I guess,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes. “She likes books. Space stuff, mostly. Got anything she hasn't read yet?”

“I know,” you chuckle and beckon him over. “And yes. I was squirreling this away for her next time she came in, but you can have it.” You produce a battered but complete copy of Savage Starlight Issue 12.

“Oh, shit,” he says, taking the tattered comic. “Don’t think she has this one. She’ll love it.”

You grin up at him and he offers a crooked smile back, tucking the comic carefully away in his jacket.

“I- uh. D’you-”

“If Santa wants to sneak in my chimney after he puts presents under your tree, I'll have coffee and shortbread waiting on him,” you nod sagely, and he can’t help but huff a laugh.

“Sounds like a nice Christmas Eve. Know where I can find a lump of coal in town?”

You gasp and slap his arm, making him actually laugh. “I find you coffee and that's what I get?”

“Best I can do,” he shrugs. You roll your eyes.

“Whatever, Miller. You can show me your best later,” you wink, and he tucks his chin, flushing around the ears like he does when you’re bold in public.

“I better go take a nap, then, hon.”

He steps back as the door jingles again, a few kids piling in to do their homework. You glance at the clock and see that school would have just let out.

“See ya?” He says, as if you hadn't just offered. You nod and he nods back, turning in his heel to flee the scene.

On Christmas, Ellie is delighted with her comic. You give Joel your spare key, and he comes over and shamelessly eats up your shortbread, and drinks all the coffee. Instead of coal, he hangs strong shutters on your windows to temper those stormy nights, and takes you to bed.

[comatose--overdose]

Once you become an adult, half your time is spent signing your name on different papers and documents; as a CEO and extremely public figure, this is something Bruce knows very well. It's exactly why, for each of his children's 18th birthdays, he gives them a custom made, one of a kind fountain pen inspired by the child in question. Their name is engraved in real silver or gold (depending on the color scheme), and no one else will ever have a pen like it. It's theirs. It represents them. The design is intricate, elaborate, elegant... an incredible work of art, each and every one.

The looks on the faces of his children when they open it are always awestruck, their eyes misting up as Bruce tells them how he received his own pen on his 18th birthday, a gift from Alfred in Thomas Wayne's stead. A Wayne family tradition for generations.

It's more than just a pen, it's a claim, and a mark of respect for the people his children have grown into.

---

There's a red and black pen wrapped up neatly in a beautiful gift box in the drawer of the desk in Bruce's study. The box and the pen both bear the name 'Jason' in a delicate golden script. Every time he opens the drawer, it serves as a reminder to him that his baby didn't get to have an 18th birthday. He didn't even get a 16th. It sits next to the keys to the car Bruce bought for him, the one he does maintenance on regularly still, keeping it in top condition. He couldn't just not get them. It didn't matter that Jason wasn't there anymore to receive them. It mattered more what the gifts meant. At least he tries to tell himself that. It doesn't work. On some level he knows it was just a way to torture himself more. He's always had the most exquisite methods of self harm, ones he could always claim to be something else.

It just felt so wrong for him to give those gifts to the others, to have them made, but not for Jason.

---

Jason's back, thank everything that is good and wonderful, his Jaylad is alive, he's not dead, he's BACK!

......But the pen and the keys still sit in his desk drawer, because his boy hasn't come home, he doesn't know how to bring him home, he messes it up every time he tries. His words always have the wrong tone, they aren't even the right words--! He's trying, as well as he knows how to try, but he fumbles it constantly. He only succeeds in making Jason angry or worse, show that flash of hurt before he steels his spine, stiffens his upper lip, and erects the impenetrable wall he hides behind.

He misses his baby. That sweet little boy who was so shy and skittish at first and then blossomed into someone so affectionate and loving with just a little care and patience (and food). He misses the little carefree smiles, his proud grins when he'd aced a test, his petulant pouts when he was told to put a book away and go to sleep. His baby is there, he's alive, against all odds he's alive, but it feels like he's out of reach. Like there's a chasm between them and instead of crossing the bridge, he lit it instead, stood and watched as it burned and fell away into the abyss.

He wants to build another, but there's nothing of use, no materials left in the wasteland that surrounds them.

----

And Jason sees them, he sees Dick and Cass and Steph and Tim with their pens, the beauty and love and dedication that was put into each design; sees the car that Tim loves, the bikes Dick and Stephanie ride everywhere, knows the only reason Cass doesn't have one too is because she hates driving, and it burns. He's jealous, and hurt, and he'll never admit it. It's just another thing that makes him feel like he doesn't belong anymore. Like he shouldn't have come back at all. Everyone else has every bit of proof they could need that they're Waynes, and Jason is left on the outside looking in. He wants to go home. He wants to feel safe enough to go home. He wants to feel like he's worth fighting for. That he's worth protecting. That he's worth avenging.

But it's fine. He knows when he's not wanted.

[goldenlaquer]

REQUESTS OPEK??!?!?!;&@, I JUST WOKE UO IM NOT REAUD UM UN UHH UM

may i request Gintoki with a gn reader who just LOVES to spoil him and make him food but at some point just. stops and doesnt say why and while gintoki doesnt want to sound like "hey wheres my food☹️" he is lowkey wondering if they are mad at him and does a bunch of stuff to try make it up to them. rither like cooking himself or spending more time with them yknow?

but in reality its just that money got tight for a bit and they were embarrassed to say they were spending so much on gin lmao

sorry if thats like all over the place! love you lots professor💚

The way you always come as soon as I open requests, It's like you're in my walls 🥺🚓

Sakata Gintoki Headcanons:

Majority of his life, Gintoki been used to going without comforts, some way or the other. Warm clothes. Fresh underwear. Food. Good food, especially. And it ain't been all so bad since he started the Yorozuya. You can always catch a meal from behind Snack Otose's bar before the old lady catches you by the ear and tosses you out like a dirty mongrel. You can always dip your head in the fountain at the local park to gulp down some cold water. You can always get your 14-year old coworker to stand in a corner and beg for some spare change for your strawberry parfait at your favorite cheap family-style joint.

Point is, you put a street urchin anywhere, and he finds a way to survive.

Theoretically.

So what actually does him in is meals, hot meals, three times a day, seven days a week. The dining table these days is actually creaking, heavily set with the weight of those little side dishes. Side dishes. Gintoki now is getting choices with his meals. And after a delicious meal, then comes dessert. Not just any dessert— strawberry parfait. A tall glass dish filled brim with his favorite sweet, pushed under his nose with a sweeter kiss to his temple before you're happily clearing the rest of the dishes to the sink.

Gintoki has gained ten pounds since loving you.

Until he's suddenly back to square one, ten pounds lighter, back to three-way chopstick fights over every rotten grain of rice, back to scavenging in Sadaharu's dog feed bag, back to harassing Otose's rice cooker, back to swishing fountain water through his teeth to line his never-quite-satisfied stomach.

It's not his first rodeo, but this time, hitting the ground is harder than he remembers.

It's not about the food. In the past few days, you haven't even been looking at him in the eyes, while ladling a fourth of the food that you usually serve into his chipped bowl. Have barely peeped a few words, except murmured thank you for the meal's before quietly eating your portion, smaller than everyone else's. You've kissed him less, hugged him less. The Yorozuya doesn't carry your scent anymore, you're hardly there.

You're ignoring him, he's concluded. Gintoki knows, knows he's pissed you off because Sakata Gintoki always pisses everyone off at some point. You're sick of a lazy, no-good guy like him, he knows it. He knows it.

Fuck, he hasn't missed any anniversaries. On your third month together, he pissed your name in the snow in front of the Yorozuya! If that isn't the most ardent declaration of love, he doesn't know what is! On your birthday, he gave you a DIY, a lovely sculpture! And told you to use it when he's gone! And his performance in bed— no, that definitely can't be it. He puts his back into it! His dicking is flawless. S-tier!

Shinpachi suggests gifting you the newest Otsuu-chan CD. An advice expected of a cherry boy, damn him.

Kagura is more helpful— she's seen it all before. Papi always swallowed his pride and kneeled in the dirt and begged.

And so, Gintoki kneels in the dirt and begs.

And he says something not worth repeating. Blah blah blah blah I miss you blah blah blah blah don't leave blah blah blah blah You don't have to do anything blah blah blah blah just stay blah blah blah blah I love you or whatever blah blah blah blah.

And you're wrapping your arms around his prostrated head, maybe in tears, saying something like money was running short, you were out looking for a job that's why you weren't at the Yorozuya more often, and something like you were embarrassed to face him— which is the most ridiculous bullshit he's ever heard because look at him while he's wiping your tears away with a rough hand, you idiot— you're dating the sorriest, the poorest bastard in Edo! Getcher ass home so we can eat dinner.

And dinner that night— even with four pairs of chopsticks and one paw fighting over the last shriveled dog kibble— has never tasted better.

Happily ever afterrrr

[necros-writing-stuff]

Would Richard be a dick to any kids Darius has with his wife? And would he respect you a bit more now that he knew you were more committed to Dare than Molly was, considering you two now have a literal kid together?

He'd not involve himself with them all that much. He'd put some money aside for them, but ultimately its Doreen that remembers birthday and holiday gifts from them. She's the one who will babysit when Dean isn't around.

Richard might sit them on his lap and bounce them up and down while he watches TV.

But Richard doesn't have long left for this world. He was diagnosed with prostate cancer, hence why he visits the doctor so regularly. He hasn't told anyone yet. Not even Doreen.

[dairy-farmer]

Thoughts on soulmate au’s?

YESSSSS 💯💯💯😩😩😩🔥🔥🔥💖💖💖💖!!!!! 100% yes i love the soulmate au's especially if they're riddled with angst and end without a person together!!

i don't typically go for the 'misunderstanding' because that's a razor thin edge to walk between being really good or being comically humiliating for everyone involved.

one thing i love, especially in relation to tim, is how in a soulmate au it would definitly not be straightforward with ANY of the ships:

brutim: he's so much older than tim, he's tim's mentor, and he's just lost his son (jason). i think bruce would be almost angry at his soulmate finally presenting themselves after three decades only for them to appear at probably one of the lowest periods of his life. he definitly wouldn't be in a place to accept tim, and tim wanting to respect his wishes would see that and believe that despite them being soulmates bruce didn't want him. it'd be absolutely ripe with angst too because tim would have a front row seat to seeing bruce continue relations with selina, dance around that whole thing with talia, damian appearing and bruce showing some of the support and love he never showed tim even just as his mentor. jason beating him severely and bruce not even asking how comfortable tim would be being around him, he just welcomed him into the fold. every birthday tim had in the manor was celebrated by alfred (i think of that one comic panel where alfred brought down a cake with lit candles and told tim to make a wish, the smoke got into where bruce was analyzing a sample and he panicked saying something like 'not here! you'll ruin the analysis' and alfred got very annoyed with him).

when bruce was finally in a place where he could process and accept tim was his soulmate (after being rescued from being lost in time due to tim's hardwork) tim has grown a bit...distant. he's realized he's put through all this effort and while he does love bruce and care for him, bruce would likely not do what tim did for him. time maintaining a somewhat distant and professional relationship with bruce when bruce is finally ready to move to something closer and more emotional but now its tim who's not ready and doesn't want to!!!

dicktim: similar but i think he'd be more stuck on tim's age. despite how dick is, i don't think he's a good communicator just like bruce so him saying something like 'this isn't really right or appropriate we're on different levels right now and i think this has to wait' doesn't really happen. so tim sees dick go off with barbara, with kori, with whoever and no one says anything about it. they all tease or are happy for dick and its seems like they're saying that tim should be too. like dick nearly marries kori at one point and still tim is supposed to act...some way. it's not like people don't know they're not soulmates. unintentional or not, dick does treat tim like his backup, his second choice for a partner because he's nice to tim and friendly he treats him like a "brother" but that's it. he never tries to develop deeper feelings for tim even though he knows tim is more invested in him. it's unintentionally cruel on dick's part and him taking away robin is the last straw because he says tim is his equal now but hasn't treated him as such at all. so same situation as before where tim has begun to close off, or only allowing their relationship to be what the other person had intended the whole time.

jaytim: jason being angry about being replaced by tim, i feel he'd be furious at first that tim took his spot as robin, as bruce's son, and as his soulmate. he's definitely not thinking rationally and i think he'd probably have a hard time with admitting that he was in the wrong because part of him doesn't feel like he was.

in tim's eyes he's bound to an asshole, in canon i don't believe he ever truly forgave or even liked jason at all (except new 52) and i feel like it would be the same case here. there's a lot of unease between the two of them not easily resolved and if it's going to be it needs to come from jason's end. to them it would have to come to a decision where they break the bond and serperate completely, going their own ways or they try to make it work. jason opts for the former and so does tim. so they do that. they're "free".

jason's free...so then why does he feel like half of him is gone. turns out there's serious mental and physical backlashes to full on rejecting your soulmate, not your soulmate dying, rejecting them. tim is also not having a good time, but the peace of mind that he's not bound to jason is enough for him to endure it. ----i haven't fully fleshed this one iut but i definitely think there'd be a spark or moment of realization for jason where he has this horrible moment where he's just like willis, hurting his soulmate and getting away with it because it was his soulmate.----

damitim: holds similarities to jason where there's a lot of one-sided antagonism. damian is young and has been told one thing all his life about tim and it was that he was the enemy. i think it'd be hard for him to see him as anything but that for awhole but as damian unlearns and grows there would be potential there; but only if things weren't pushed too far. soulmate damian knowing they're soulmates would definitly push a lot of buttons on purpose like taunting tim about how he'll never love him or how tim is fated to serve him or something. the family, i feel would step in and disapprove but they'd be limited in what they could do because it's a situation between soulmates which in a universe that had them i feel like there'd be an etiquette towards them- mainly that others don't get between arguments between soulmates. so harsh feelings but potential for resolution id damian can develop enough and not cross lines

but YESSS to soulmate au's but most especially to angst filled ones!!!!!!

[ironicxblue]

Okay, but I have some thoughts on this, so I'm gonna share.

So, like, I think Izumi likes Mama well enough. He maybe wouldn't outright consider him a friend, but he's not going to be a total dick to him most of the time, either. Like he doesn't think much of Mama doing risky things or sticking his nose in, bit otherwise, he's a nice guy, so no problem.

But his feelings around him are also complicated. And this birthday scene kinda highlights that to me in a strange way.

Because he's giving him a gift because he's indebted to him. He feels he owes him. And despite them having been in the same class, we know this is going to be because Mama helped Leo and probably for keeping him in the loop at the beginning of Next Door.

And that's why it's complicated. He likes Mama, but I feel like there's just a hint of intimidation and jealousy. Mama hasn't fucked Leo over, he was able to help him after the 2nd year stuff when Izumi couldn't. He bought back his smile and we know Izumi feels guilty as fuck about not doing enough. Plus, Mama knowing other things about Leo like why he broke his arm etc. Like, he's told these things by Mama, and he tries to brush it off like oh I don't need to know it's not my job. But then his following actions show how deeply he truly cares. Like, there's bound to be a hurt there even if he doesn't voice it.

And since these are two very different characters who generally get along, that possible frisson is really interesting.

[the-coffee-fandom]

Inspired by @miraculousmelodies and absolutely not based off of me

Happy birthday to Tim Drake! Have a short drabble in celebration.

Tim sighed annoyed as he walked into the room. Marinette looked up over the rim of her mug with a raised brow.

"What are you sighing about?" She asked before taking another sip of her caffeinated beverage.

He looked at her, she could have sworn she saw a glint of suspicion in his eyes before it was gone, and told her, "My favorite hoodie is gone. My red one."

Marinette set her cup down as she saw the disappointment on his face. She grabbed the extra cup of coffee she had made before the break room had run out of coffee grounds and held it out for him silently. Tim looked at her and a small smile crossed his features. She couldn't help but smile back slightly as he took it and took a sip.

"I'll find it eventually. Thanks Mari."

She gave him a nod and a wide smile. He walked behind her and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head and a soft hand to her shoulder before he left to go to his own office.

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"Tt stop complaining."

That was the first thing Marinette heard when she entered her boyfriends house. She closed the door and peaked into the living room to see Damian sitting annoyed in the couch, leaning back with his arms crossed with a scowl while Tim was pacing the opposite side of the room looking as if he had run his hands through his hair multiple times out of stress.

"But this has to be more then coincidence!"

"Of course it is don't be stupid. They'll show up again. They always do."

"What's going on?" Marinette asked as she stepped in the room, slightly hesitant to do so.

Both heads snapped toward her, immediately relaxing when they saw her.

"Drake is being insufferable."

"AM NOT!" Tim yelled defensively, "Damian lost his only pair of fluffy socks. And it wasn't Titus or Alfred. Alfred said he hasn't seen them in the wash either."

"Huh."

"Its not a big deal," Damian rolled his eyes as he stood up, "its not like I wear them often. Just a slight inconvenience."

Marinette nodded as Damian walked past her out of the room. She walked over to her boyfriend. He looked down at her and gave her a pleasing look.

"I'm not crazy you know."

Marinette gave him a sweet smile and brushed the loose wisps of his hair that he'd let grow out a lot behind his ear, "of course not."

He gave her a relieved smile and embraced her.

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"Hey have any of you seen my bracelets?" Dick inquired as he popped his head into the room.

Jason looked at him incredulously, "you wear bracelets?"

Dick shrugged and gave a grin, "something wrong with that?"

Marinette giggled from besides Jason, "Absolutely not. You wear what you want."

Dick gave her a big smile before his face grew a bit more serious, "anyway, any of you see it?"

Jason and Marinette looked to each other before turning back to him and shaking their heads in negative affirmation. Dick sighed.

"Ok thanks anyway."

He walked away leaving them once again to their reading. Jason immediately had his nose back in his book so Marinette followed suit. It was a while later that Jason said something again.

"If you see a pair of my suspenders, give them to me, yeah?"

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Marinette huffed annoyed as Bruce stood in front of the tv. She just wanted to cuddle up with her boyfriend and watch a movie.

"Have either of you seen my tie?"

"No? Why would we have?"

Bruce's eye brows creased together, "Clothing just seems to be going missing a lot."

Tim nodded thoughtfully as he added his two cents, "I recently lost my suit jacket and my favorite pair of sweat pants still haven't returned from the wash."

Bruce nodded silently, as if lost in thought, and walked out the room with nothing else said.

"Hopefully it will all turn up soon," Marinette sighed, cuddling back into her boyfriends side.

"Yeah. Hopefully."

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Marinette opened her closet. Today was an easy day. Tim was out, she didn't have to go to work, no one needed her. She just wanted to slip on something comfy and bake some treats.

She picked through her clothes and didn't see anything she wanted. Her foot hit something soft and she looked down to see a pile of clothes sitting at the bottom of her closet. She bent down and picket up a suit jacket, rubbing the fabric between her fingers as her eye brows creased together wondering how it got there.

"Wait...do I steal clothes?" She asked herself.

She dropped the jacket back into the pile of random clothes; bracelet, tie, suspenders, multiple hoodies, socks, and more. She stared at it for a moment more.

"...nah," She said as she closed the closet doors, grabbing a red hoodie that was lying on the floor and slipped it over her head and left the room for baking.

[ecmlol]

Life's a dream part 2

For the rest of the day dick doesn't wake up. Kory has kept her word and hasn't left. Bruce has kept her mind busy with stories about dick as a child. .

He stole that old Porsche so many time I just gave it to him for his 16 birthday .

Awww he sold it because of us .

Don't worry it had a tracker in it after I noticed it was park in the same place that wasn't Detroit I bought it back it's being refurbished so I can give it back to him for his next birthday.

That is so sweet of you to do that for him he really loved that car.

Next day

Bruce excuses himself and heads to the tower.he wanted to take a shower and change clothes.kory asked him to check on the kids while he's there.

The doctor are Concern about him not waking up again.

In Dick's brain dick doesn't know what is real and what isn't. one minute he's in a explosion the next he's at his and kory home having dinner back and forth. Then everything stops and all he hears is HER.

Dick can you hear me ? Come back to us.Come back to .....me.

He wanted to say something he wants to reach out and touch her and tell her everything.

The darkness subsides and he sees her . He thinks this is real but he isn't sure.

Kory feels dick's hand move before he started to open his eyes and fight the ventilator.

I'm going to get a nurse hold on ok . Dick isn't letting her go.

Let me get the nurse I'll be right back grayson. I'll be right back I promise . Kory say

Dick reluctantly lets her go.

A few minutes later kory and a nurse comes back to find dick struggle against the ventilator.

I need you to calm down sir.

Kory backs up to give the nurse space to remove the ventilator. Dick just stares at her.

After the nurse finishes she check his vital and the leaves to get a doctor.

Kory dick says in a horse voice

Hey so glad you're awake grayson

He keeps looking at her.

Are you all right? Are the kids ok ? The baby?

At first she thought he was ok but then he said baby .that was when she knew dick was stuck . She couldn't help but to place a hand over her stomach and sigh.

Kory?

There is no baby dick. The kids are a little beat up but ok.

For the first time dick cried and kory want to cry with him.

I'm so sorry kory

Hey it's ok. Shhh

The doctor comes in. Kory wipe his tears for him

He ask a few questions and then heads for the door .

I'll be right back ok promise

Out in the hall

Excuse me is he going to be ok?

He seem to be on track with his recovering.

He asked me about a baby that doesn't exist.

Oh well I'm ordering some test if something else is going on we should find it then.

Thank you

Kory goes back to the room .

Dick is dozing off when she walks in.

He mumbled about not leaving him.

I won't . Kory takes this time to text everyone.

Rachel and Bruce are the first to visit.

The small crowd in his room must have woke him up.

Rachel are you ok?

Yeah dick I'm ok

Where's your sister?

Rachel looks to kory and kory hugs her knees a little tighter.

Dick are you all right?

Yeah I just want you to know about my baby girl have you seen her.

Hey dick maybe you should gets some rest. Rachel suggest

Yeah dick I think that's a really good idea. Bruce says

Tell her daddy will be home as soon as he can . Dick says before his eyes slowly closes.

Rachel kory follow me we need to talk.

Rachel looks at kory and then to Bruce.

Kory shrugs and follows them out.

What's going on? Why do you both look guilty for ?

We might as well tell him.Rachel say

Rachel explain everything.

So let me get this right your powers some how connected the three of you so the two of you saw into dicks mind?

Yes they said in unison

So dick is in love with you and hasn't told you and you're in love with him and havent said anything. But in his mind the two of you are married with a little girl and one on its way

Yes.

Dick must be a real romantic guy to have that kind of Fantasy after sleeping with you one time. Rachel say

Twice

What when ?

That old hotel

Really I didn't know that

Rachel I love you but you don't need to know everything about my sex life.

This is all very enlightening but we need to fix this so you think you can go in and talk to him? Bruce said to both of them

Bruce I don't think I can I told him there was no baby and he was heart broken. He cried I cried After while. I have never been pregnant and I felt his lost .That why I was in the chair curled up I didnt want him to ask me about it again.

Ok maybe we should just play along until he's out of the hospital. we can tell the team to play along. He doesn't need to be stressed out.it's not good for healing . Rachel can you tell the team . Kory do you have a hoodie that you can wear when he's awake . The whole out of sight out of mind thing like you have been doing . I'm going to go talk to his doctor and see if there is a medical reason for this to be happening . If there isn't you two might need to go in and talk to him on a subconscious level.

Ok I l'm fine with this I don't like lying to him but I get it.kory says

it sucks but I can do it.

If dick gets mad tell him it's on me he has no problem with being mad at me. Bruce say.

The team text was send out to all titans even former ones like dawn and Donna.

Back in dick's room bruce and kory have been waiting for dick to come back from testing.

I know this doesn't mean much but I'm glad dick has you in his life I really hope when he comes out the other side of this that you two can come clean about everything .

Before kory can say anything dick is being wheeled back in.

Dick is awake and smiling

Well everything looks great the concussions is healing nicely the swelling that we thought might be a issue isn't there the medicine did their job .

Thank you doctors bruce says

I'm getting moved to a new room .

That's amazing . Kory says

Dick reach's for kory . Kory gets up and sits on the end of the bed and takes her hand . He kiss it and kory smiles at him

Where your rings at kory

My rings? Kory looks as her hand .

Yeah you always wear them.

Remember I didn't get the chance to put them back on. I have been here.

Dick looks to Bruce

I don't think I ever thanked you for letting me have your mothers wedding set.

Without missing a bet bruce says.

You are my oldest and as my oldest it's your right to have them .I'm not going to use them. I'm proud that you picked a wonderful partner . It's a honor to have her wear my mothers rings.

Kory wanted to scream she wants this life so bad .

Kory are you ok?

Yeah just happy tears.my husband is getting better

For the rest of the week dick seem to be getting a little bit better day by day.kory and dick have become even more close then they ever were before the blast. Kory relationship with Bruce also has grown and the kids have gotten to know Bruce better with movie nights. Everyone was happy with dick being back home.bruce and dick had conversations about the past and they are worked on their relationship. The kids would take turn with helping with physical therapy and anything else when kory was busy.

On the 9 day

Dick has been home for the pass 3 days

It's 8 am and dicks starts to wake up.. Kory is stretched out next to him on the bed. Kory has been sleeping next to him ever since he came home.

Kory?

Hey you kory rolls over and smiles at him .

Hey how are you feeling your looking better. Kory says with a stretch.

He looks at her then around like he's never seen his own room before.

Dick?

Yeah he says with a confused tone.

You ok?

Ah just a little confused . I'm not complaining but a little surprised your in my room and how did I get here.

What is your last memory?kory say as she gets up.

We were on the port. There was a explosion.

Oh ok that was a over week ago .

It was ?!

Yeah. so are you hungry ?

Yeah he looks down at the cast on his arm and thigh and touches the neck brace and the bandage on his head then the cast around his chest.

There is a bottle of water and toothpaste and tooth brush on the night stand and a urinal thing to if you need pee if it's something more ring your bell one of the boys will help you or I can help you to the bathroom. Kory say before heading to the bathroom herself .

I think I'm good I'll use this thing to pee . Are you ok ?

I just need to pee and get something to eat . I'll be fine. She got so use to pretending but now things are back to normal.

Kory finishes up and beelines it to the door before dick can say anything.

Kory is about to walk pass bruce in the hall way

Hey he's awake I think he's back to normal. Kory say

Are you all right?

Of course I'm fine . Kory says before walking pass.

In dick's room

Dick is brushing his teeth when there is a knock on his door.

He spits

Come in

Connor bounds in

Hi can we start our movie right before my training with Bruce?

Movie? Your training with Bruce?

Yeah he's back from Gotham and he going to want to train with me .

Oh what are we watching ?

You don't remember. Connor say with a frown

Humor me

We were watching movies that have bad ass women leads we are watching brave today

Ah I guess sure

Awesome

Connor leaves and Bruce walks in

Good morning dick.

When did you get here

I just got back about ten minutes ago.

Maybe I can get a straight answer from you. I know I'm missing something. Can you tell me what it is?

Have you eaten yet?

No why ?

This is going to be atleast a 30 minute q&a.

Dick sigh.

Go for it I'm ready. I can eat later.

Bruce explain everything.

Wow I don't remember anything.

Well hopefully you will because that women in their making your breakfast loves you and you are lucky to have her dick. From your subconscious point of view I'd say you're in love with her too. What's the hold up why are you holding her at a distance.

My head keeps showing me things. Dick says

What do you mean?

When trigon turned me to the darkness he used kory I was married to dawn and had a son and she was pregnant with our second. He didn't use her or my kid he used you and kory to get me to turn.

Oh

Yeah you went on a rampage and killed the joker and all of Arkham . Long story short you killed kory and I blown up Wayne manor and I....

And you...

And I killed you. Dick says without looking at bruce .

Wow .

Yeah crazy huh.

Yes very.

You know how you told me I kept asking for my little girl.

Yes...

She's been haunting dreams since my visions from the lazerith pit.

Lazerith pit?

Yeah the kids placed me in it after I was shot in the neck and bleed out.

I had no idea

You would know things if you didn't run away from your problems .

I'm not going to argue with your logic.even though you are being a hypocrite.

Because you can't but you do have out point.

There's silence for a few before bruce says.

Ok with that being said do you love her.

Outside of dicks door kory is about to knock when she overhears bruce and dick's conversation.

Dick it's a simple question.

No it's not .

Why?

.We said we would try again but it's never a good time.she my family my partner on and off the field when she's around. She isn't the most available person to try and be with. She was or is I don't know involved with some shady shrink.

You sound jealous bruce says

Dick shrugs

I'm going to ask you again do you love her? do you want to be with her? Do you want that life that you imagined .

Dick hufffs

Yes! Yes ! Yes! I'm scared ! I said it are you happy now ! I dick grayson loves kori anders. But there a problem Im scared I'm not good enough. She is smart gorgeous she is from a nother plant and she a queen. Did you know that she's a literal queen I'm just a former acrobat that fights crime .

Kory almost drops his food. Connor pokes his head out of his room . Connor mouths are you ok? Kory doesn't say anything.

Dick .. you are much more than that. You have to know that.

Am I really?

When you made detectives I was so proud of you.

You were?

Of course I was . No matter how much you hate me you will always be my son . One of my joys in life..

Am I really a wake or did Jason soften you up that much.

Yes your truely are awake...

Kory gives Connor dicks food and opens the door.

Dick who looks like he's been crying a little just stares at her before she comes in and say

I love you too dick

She leans in and gently kisses him. He starts to kiss back . Bruce places a small box next to dicks water bottle then leaves with Connor after leaving the food.

They finally pull apart.

You heard that

Some. Justin doesn't really mean anything I made out with him once.im sure you did more with Barbara.

Your right I was living in the past and sleeping with her made out jobs a little easier.

True

What now dick says

We really try this time and we don't give up on us . Kory say.

Dick casually puts the little box in a draw.

Two months have pass and dick is getting his cast off his arm. He still isnt even close to being field ready. The neck brace is gone and his heir is growing back from the stitches . He's walking with a crutches because of his thigh cast. Kory has movies into dicks room now and they have been together for the whole 2 months and he can't wait to give kory her engagement ring.



[indigo474]

March 3rd 2024

I had a challenging week. sometimes I am the funky energy in the room. I usually deal with the stupidity going on around me pretty well. this week I had a few moments where I really wanted to tell people about themselves. Not my job, not my job. I have a few reps who are constantly testing me. I had to write a review for my ghetto rep- not an easy thing to do. it took me all week to write it. I think I was more than fair and I probably could have banged her on more than I did. She showed me a picture of her boyfriends dick in a cage-he likes to cheat on her and putting his dick in a cage is her solution. she says she wants to leave but her begs and pleads and the cycle continues.

X went to Maddy's job- asked if she worked there- told the cashier how he hasn't spoken to her in years- this gets me angry. another one who I would love to tell them about themselves- I never never would- I have nothing to say but really? this is what we are doing? sympathy from strangers? not normal behavior - he could easily text her. if he was being sincere he would text her- he's looking for a reaction. I'm not completely shocked.. people like him don't change.

i had a dream this week my grand-mom and Michael were in it- X was in it too but he walked out the door in the very beginning. Michael was telling my g mom if he wasn't home by such and such date he would be home by 4th of July. My gmom was getting ready to go get gas with a friend. I asked her why she was going to get gas and she said I can't believe you would tell me not to go out- I said I'm not telling you to not go out I think its funny you are only going to get gas why don't you stop and get something to eat while your out. .. it was nice to see them both. Michael has been on my mind a lot lately.. every so often I start seeing his birthday everywhere... in my head this means he is thinking of me too and I have a feeling he is seeing my birthday numbers too- I decide to watch a movie yesterday and took forever to pick one out and 10 minutes in, its clear its a movie about loss- a son dies- I had to turn it off. I kept thinking of Michael when he was a little boy with his skinny arms and legs and his crooked teeth.

I had a hard workout on thursday- James says 1.it IS a hard workout and 2. it had been a week since I last lifted- everything felt hard this week-everything. Dead lifts 200x5x3. we talked a little about my goal weight- i'm not there yet but I guess its more of a body fat % thing. the cut continues. the highlight of my week was seeing Kika. she is so great. she doesn't leave my side- I have to tell her to go away so I can work. I didn't run on Friday- I usually do but I work up sore and decided to listen to my body. I'm gonna run this morning. I read a little more of the Gita- its interesting- so much talk about being born again and again- path of light, path of dark... people spend there lives studying this book. the goal in this life is to not come back to Earth- it talks of other planets- heaven and hell- there is a verse that talks about the 3rd eye- OM- I have a feeling I am coming back for more suffering..I could very well be wrong. suffering is literally a state of mind-

[emperordeathsatan]

1. Mr. Long and Hayley

- Mr. Long notices his daughter dressing like a slut and decides to finally take her

- She welcomes it and lets him do it in her ass

- He's never gotten that out of her mother

- She feels his cock for the first time and notices that it's why he's called mr. Long

- She calls him daddy while she's buttfucked

- She makes him say that she's better than mommy

- He thinks about telling her she's a dragon and zones out while sucking him off

- He tells her to get back to licking

- She says yes daddy

- One time she randomly dragon ups during sex and he just keeps pounding that pussy

- Now he has a dragon bitch

- Hayley tells her teacher about how big he is

2. Madrigal daughters

- Isabela chastises Mirabel for not serving her dads cock well enough

- She and Luisa are doing all the work while Mirabel tried licking his ass cheeks last week

- She says she'd rather fuck Dolores than her

- Luisa walks by bridal carrying a nude daddy

- Isabela says it's time for him to be milked and tells Mirabel that she better only watch if she's going to step her game up

3. Vegeta and Bulla

4. Spirit and Maka

- Spirit sees Maka in a dress and reminds himself of the time when she was young

- He looks at her as all grown up now

- He sees she's a real woman and she's ready to prove it

- She's embarrased but wants to let him make up for cheating on mama

5.Madoka and daddy

- Madoka wishes for incest to be socially acceptable

- She starts dating her dad and everybody at school asks her how big he is

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6. Corset and Scanty and Kneesocks

- The two of them have to team up to work his shaft and saggey fucking balls

- He whips them to go faster and faster if they want to keep living

7. High Guardian Spice

- Blue has a threeway with her parents

8. Charlotte and Big Daddy

- She gets fucked every time she wants a new dress

- He fucks her in all of them

9. Haruhi and her dad

- Haruhi's dad needs to show her what a real man is so she doesn't waste time with limp dick boys

- A real man that rocks a dress and lipstick

- She eats his ass before going on her date and kisses both the twins on the lips

10. RWBY

- Weiss' dad makes her addicted to his racist cock

- Blake's daddy makes her bear his seed

- Yang's daddy trains her in and out of the bedroom

- Ruby eats cookies out of her dads butt

11. Sari and Issac

- Issac upgrades his daughters tits

- He gives them the ability to shoot milk

- He gives her vibrating fingers

12. Connie and her Father

- Connie's dad shows her what Steven could never give her

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13. Pidge replaces her brother as daddy's little boy

- Daddy has been sad since her brother left

- Pidge once to cheer him up

- She dresses as hin and lies naked on daddies bed

14. Konata's dad waits until she's 18

- Konata has been seducing her father for years but he's always told her to wait until she was 18

- Now it's her 18th birthday and she knows that daddy has a surprise in store for her

15. Momoka and her father

- Fucks her for money

16. Jasmine Boondocks

- Tom uses her as a way of practicing with her mother

- He smacks her and tells her to get her clothes off right now

- She's turned on for the first time in her life

17. Candace Flynn

- Fucks her in Linda's old outfit

18. King Butterfly

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19. Ryuko and Satsuki share daddy

- The two of them

20. The X's

- Daddy teaches his daughter how to act with a spanking

21. Mr. Boonchoy tries out Anne after Hop Pop's stretched her out

- Hop Pop went wild on that ass

- The real daddy wants to see how he left it

- He likes the sticky feeling of his cum

- Realizes he hasn't been going nearly deep enough and calls him a faggot

- Makes Anne cum by stuffing 8 inches in there

- Lets Anne know why her mother chose this cock

- Cums inside and tells her to get her faggot friends to lick it up

Kimiko fucks her dad for money

- Kimko wants cash to afford a new eroge

- Her dad tells her she's gotta work for it

- She offers to milk his dick as a joke

- He accepts and undoes his pants 

22. Daphne's dad goes nuts seeing her in that Hex Girls costume and kicks their crazy mother out before arranging a 5way

- He gets dominated by her military sister as she whips his nuts

- He buys her racer sister a new car and fucks her in it

23. Kim Possible

24. Karai gets it on with Splinter

- Splinter has his students bind and gag the foot clan girl and bring her to him

- He disrobes as he states that he's been waiting a long time to do this with her as he refers to her by her real name

- She realizes who she is as it's too late and splinter is already inside her

25. Akane Tendo shares with her sisters

- Akane and Nabiki fight over who gets to drain dads balls today

- Dad says he has two balls for a reason

- Kasumi asks about her and he shows her his asshole

- They all share daddy like good little girls

- Akane tells Ranma he's not man enough to compare to her father and should just go female and join them

26. Mako is reserved for daddy

- Mako witness an argument between her father and Mataro

- Her father explains that Mataro can have his mother as long as he gets to claim Mako soon

- Mataro agrees and takes off his pants before going up to mom's room

- Mako asks her dad about this

- He explains that her brother likes them older and he likes them barely legal

- And Mako just turned 18

27. Magical Girl Friendship Squad

- Daisy's dad think she's not suffering enough so he goes straight for knocking her up this year

- She says she's a dyke

- He says that works even better and says to bend over already

- Says she looks good in those sweat pants

28. Ozai and Azula

- Ozai starts seeing her after Ursa leaves

- She's obsessed with being better than her mother in bed

- Serves daddy's cock better than Ursa ever did

- Daddy rewards her with one cream load for every enemy of the fire nation she kills

- He starts calling her fire lord in bed

- She moans "my king~" with his cum in her mouth

29. Juliet Starling

- Juliet's dad thinks Nick needs to watch and see how a real man does it

- Puts his face below his ass while he humps her in mommy's clothes

- Nick gets a good view of his taint, balls, and his GF's legs

30. Mulan

- Mulan sucks off her dad while disguised as a man

- She dances for him

- She drops her speedo to reveal her pussy

- She puts on her makeup and goes back to her normal voice after her dad's already put it in

- Daddy makes her proud to be a woman

31. Spy Family

- Anya reads Loids mind and notices him thinking of her naked

- She later spies on him stroking to her

- He whispers her name while fucking Yor

- Anya asks what he was doing with Yor

- He says he was fucking her

- Anya spreads her legs and asks Loid to do the same to her

- Loid obliges

- Asks Anya if she'd like a sister

- Anya replies yes

- Loid cums inside

- Yor comes home to see this

- They both wave to her while Anya's riding him

32. Cervantes and Ivy

- Cervantes defeats her in battle and plunders her booty

33. Stevonnie and Greg

- Greg sees this hot ass woman prancing around with the crystal gems and decides to tap her brown ass

- He brings her inside the van and gets to humping while she protests

34. Charles and Nunally

- Charles makes Nunally believe that she's his sex slave

- Lelouch can only watch as Nunally serves him without even so much as questioning it

35. Tuxedo Mask and Chibi Moon

- Usagi and Chibi-Usa switch bodies and Mamoru needs to get off so he uses his daughter

- Usagi isn't allowed to watch with her flat chest

36. Gwen Stacey and her dad

- Spider-Woman gets tied up and he dishes out justice on her

37. Amity and Alador

- They demonstrate something new to sell to people

38. Batgirl flirts with Comissioner Gordon

- He hasn't had sex in a long time and this flirty bitch is offering herself up to him

- She has a beautiful body

39. Korra and Asami discuss their father's taints

- Korra's dad fucked her so hard when he found out she was the avatar

- He's so proud of her and her tight little brown butt

- He's gonna marry her when she's old enough so no boys can ever touch her

- He can't wait to see what an airbender blowjob is like

- He ties her up and fucks her in the avatar state

- She brings Mako home to make him watch as she makes out with her dad

- Korra carries around his piss in a vase

- Asami's dad has always given her whatever she wanted

- Now he's giving her his cock because she's thirsty AF for it

40. Tenzin and Jinora

- Tenzin is so happy to see her get her arrows so he takes her ass for the first time to celebrate

41. Big Daddy and Hit Girl

- Big Daddy is a nickname given by her

- He trains her to be an anal queen

42. Nikki and Star Lord

- Star-Lord meets her and immediately sexually harasses her

- She tells him that's against the law and she could write him up for it

- He says that she wouldn't do that

- Because she likes what he does

- Even if she's just now learning that she likes it

- He asks her out on a date sometime

- Wants to listen to some Iron Maiden together

- She agrees to try it

- He meets her mother and notices that they're related

- He says he's still gonna date her

- The two of them get drunk and headbang together

- He tells her to take off her clothes and get her little blue butt twerking on his dick

43. Date and Mizuki

44. Leia and Vader

45. Haru

46. Sasuke and Sadara

- Sasuke and Sadara plot to remove Sakura from the relationship

- And possibly life

47. Tina Armstrong and Bass

- Tina shakes it for daddy

48. Jolyne and Jotaro

- Jotaro shows the moves Joseph taught her

- Jolyne shows what she learned in prison

49. King Dorephan and Mipha

50. DQV

- Protagonist 

51. Lady DMC and Arkham

- Arkham's demon dick rocks Lady's world

52. Artemis and Sportsmaster

- He makes up for being absent

53. Booker and Elizabeth

- Booker tricks Elizabeth into having sex with her

- He tells Noirbeth about the story

- She laughs while asking for more details

54. Inside Job

55. Mileena and Shao Khan

- Khan is the only man that can endure a blowjob from her

- He asks for even more in the form of a rimjob

56. Belle and Daddy

- Daddy lets Gaston know who Belle belongs to

57. Vados

- Daddy always prefered her pussy over that faggot Whis

58. Videl and Mr. Satan

- He tells her he has the strongest cock in the world

59. Bocchi's dad taught her everything she knew

60. Angel and Handsome Jack

61. Joseph and Holly

- Joseph calls her Holly while reaming her ass

62. Rachel Bighead

- Rachel seduces her father like her mother taught her

- Even sucks his cock like mom did

63. Raven and Trigon

- Trigon's demon dicks

64. Wolverine and X23

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65. Sherry Birkin and William

66. Magneto and Scarlet Witch

67. Trish and Diavolo

[hiddenlife-manager]

Hi! Can you do the whole nsfw alphabet for Chuuya??❤️

Chuuya NSFW Alphabet

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I hope you enjoy this!

I feel like we can all agree Chuuya is a switch hard to make him submissive but he is a switch end story.

A = Aftercare (After those moments how are they)

For a guy who wants to be tough, he isn’t the worse at it. He’ll stay in bed with you while cleaning you up. He’ll fix up your hair while you do the same for his. The silence between the both of y’all is nothing but comfortable.

B = Body Part ( Favorite body part from them and you)

Seriously I see him as a tits man where he wants to suck on the nipples and touch them while giving them hickies. That is all he wants. To touch the tits and move them and be in them.

For himself, that man is proud of one thing only. His dick the fact that Dazai has said before that his height went somewhere else is pretty accurate.

C = Cum (How much do they cum, headcanon of their cum, anything!!!!)

Okay, he cums quite a bit around 4.45 ml of cum the taste is bitter at first then it leaves an aftertaste of sweetness. He definitely loves to cum in you he thinks the way you grip him is amazing. But it doesn’t mean he won’t cum on your tits because that is what he enjoys so much.

D = Dirty Secret (Something no one else knows but them)

He once dressed up as a bunny for your birthday and was fucked from behind with the bunny anal plugin you. He admits he would never do it again and disliked being fucked from behind but ever since that day he has thought about how it would feel to do it again.

E = Experience (What have they done before you? Do they even know what they are doing?)

Virgin. That is it he is nothing but a virgin. Anyone who tried to make their feelings known to him did not succeed. Light flirting never gave him the hint so his experience with anyone was lacking. So when you told him straight forward that you liked him at a party that day you two fucked. He naturally took the lead.

F = Favorite Position (self-explanatory)

This man has to admit your eyes are something he can stare at while fucking you or him riding so positions that help that are amazing or positions where your chest is close to him. Meaning The Face Off is his go-to almost always

G = Goofy (Serious during it or maybe be cracking jokes midway)

I see him as trying to be serious and I am sorry if this isn’t like you but every time he tries to be serious you crack the jokes causing him to chuckle while holding your hair tight and fucking you harder so the only words coming out of your mouth is how close you are and his name.

H = Hair (Are they clean-shaven, taken care of, length?)

MAN IS WELL KEPT! He always trims, in fact, he goes bare one because his hair if not bare is read, and is scared you’ll say something extremely weird about it. Two because it isn’t comfortable to have the hair full out. It is itchy and should be shaved all off. He takes care of his hair if it is trimmed, meaning he hasn't had time to shave it. His hair barely grows which would mean it isn’t a lot of work for him.

I = Intimacy (In a romantic view how are they during it)

Struggles just a little bit. Who am I kidding? He struggles a lot. This man puts a lot of effort into trying to be romantic but every time he tries it ends with nothing but failure. He once tried candles that burned the bedsheet causing a fire and you have to stop it completely ruining the mood. He tried roses and the thorns ended up on the bed stabbing you. He tries but at this point has given up on it.

J = Jack Off (A headcanon of them)

He jacks off as a normal man could he would jack off with your nudes on his phone. The setting is almost always a normal thing. He does it with you so he can relieve himself from the pain of his boner. At this point, you have set photos for him whenever he asks.

K = Kink (Things they are super into, maybe even more than one)

Freaking pet names he loves them having you call him daddy. Him calling you darling or anything else. He thinks pet names are the hottest thing he has ever done. Almost always he fucks you with such tenderness when you call him daddy doing whatever you beg.

L = Location (Where would they do it)

The basement of your home. The darkness of it and the gentle circle couch he bought you. He thinks that the dark environment can cause the perfect mood. He really enjoys all the space and how cold it is to keep the temperature between your body and him from getting too hot.

M = Motivation (What is getting them in the mood)

His motivation is that he is always in the mood unless he is meeting with people in the Port Mafia. Otherwise, he would always want to fuck you whenever he is free. This means he just sees you and will always want you when you are wearing your work uniform.

N = NO (Would not do at all no matter what, or like a complete turn-off.)

There are some things he isn’t fully into. Strangely enough, he dislikes being tied up he doesn’t allow himself to be vulnerable with you if he cares for you. The idea of being tied up. That one is a no from the start while others can be adjusted to fit him better.

O = Oral (Enjoy it, giving or receiving. Skill, or even headcanon of it)

In a past post, I said he loves oral both ways. Him having control if you can cum or not with his tongue going slow or fast. He enjoys oral a lot but there is something else he enjoys face fucking you. Where you have no control while gagging hard.

P = Pace (How fast are they)

In a past post, I said he is in the middle. Now it is time to face a problem time. He will fuck you slow enough to make you feel love but not too slow that he won't be able to finish one round. He has to manage his time well for you and he sees that you are left behind at the end. His pace is enough for you and him until you don't enjoy it he will keep the pace the same.

Q = Quicky (Would they do it or nah. How and more)

He loves fucking you anywhere and that being said he has a dilemma. He wants to fuck you anywhere quickly with that could show he doesn't care for you. He doesn't want you to feel like some slut on the side so anytime he fucks you and then ends quickly he will embrace you and tell you that you were amazing quickies are the only time you see the side of him.

R = Risk (Are they okay with something new, would they take a risk)

He will take as many risks as he can to spend any inch of time with you. He seriously will fuck you anywhere his go-to is the basement but he needs pleasure. He wants to spend just enough time for you. That being said trying kinks or positions are also allowed as long as you are willing.

S = Stamina (How long can they last? How many rounds?)

1-6 This man has a lot of stamina. Chuuya loves going as many rounds as he can. The problem with it is time he is almost always horny for you but time is a struggle for him to manage any time for that many rounds. The only time is when Mori is kind enough to give him a break for his anniversary and it is often he is called in the same day. Work before you, so back to the focus he has a lot of energy to go many rounds. He just never has time.

T = Toy (Do they use them, have them. Use them on themselves or partner?)

I once stated in another one that he is into toys being used on him and you. I stated that he would refuse on a lot of levels and that is right but considering how often you have him begging he can't refuse you. He has started using them without you begging just to cum and he always hates that you were right about them.

U = Unfair (Do they tease and how much.)

This man is extremely unfair in bed teasing you. About how much you want him, to teasing you about how you probably have done it so many times. He loves getting you flustered while also being pleasured it is quite a view to him. Now here is the thing that comes not just him but you as well tease him and every time he is a sub he is teased so much that he will make it worse when he is back on top.

V = Volume (How loud are they?)

Man wants to moan Chuuya tries super hard to keep his moans down below but when you are going from behind then he can't help but slip a low moan here and there. He just tries so hard and sometimes you can get him to moan but yeah typically he is silent or would kiss you so he would shut up.

W = Wild Card (Something shocking or random about them)

He once saw his dick bulge in your stomach or what he thought was s bulge. At that very moment, he couldn't help but cum inside you. He treated you to ice cream and birth control after so you could forgive him for finishing so quick of course after 2 - 3 rounds.

X = X-ray (What is down there?)

I have stated before his height went somewhere else and where that height went was to his dick. He is a soft 4'4 inches and when hard he goes to the brink of almost 7 inches. This man is impressive with his size. The girth though is lacking quite a bit only being 2'9 inches below the average. But length is what overcomes the girth in this case.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

He wants you a lot a little too often than most. He wants you so often that when he sees you around the building he is visiting he can't get his hands off of you. Most of this though is kept hidden from all and he has gotten good at doing secretly. He just wishes he could spend a longer time with you but he never has it.

Z = ZZZZ (How fast do they go to sleep afterward?)

He is so used to being in the Port Mafia that in reality, he doesn't feel the safest sleeping ever. This isn't just you, this is normal sleep for him. He struggles a lot. I think most of the night after the deed he will lay there holding your naked body close while trying to doze off and just can't. Sometimes he might be able to sleep for 30 minutes before waking up once again.

[morganas-pendragons]

Long, Lonely December | Jason Todd

You find a love letter in the aftermath of Jason's death.

based off the song december - neck deep

I heard this and thought about 15 year old Jason Todd writing this at 3 am before leaving for Ethiopia and leaving it for the girl he loves but never told her, and this was born. It's short and bittersweet. Enjoy!

tag: @darth-vaders-bitch

***

His hands are covered in ink. Jason should be used to that by now, considering how much he likes to write and read. It's probably one of his favorite things to do in his spare time when he's not out in Gotham being Robin.

Then he'd met you, Dick's little sister, and you had occupied his mind ever since. Girls weren't supposed to do that. Girls weren't supposed to be so distracting.

But that's probably why he's sitting at his desk at three in the morning and writing this letter while the snow falls outside. He can feel the draft in the gap between the window and the window sill. His brain is telling him to get into bed under the warm, sherpa blanket Bruce had bought him for his birthday a few weeks ago.

Dear-

No. Too formal. He scribbles that out, moves to a new page.

Darling..

Better!

His hand is moving before he can stop himself, and Jason finds himself thrown into a memory he never saw himself remembering.

Galas. Jason hates galas. The only reason why he ever has to go to these anyway is because Bruce has to maintain his reputation, and as one of two children who still lives under his roof, his children have to help maintain his public image.

Bruce constantly repays them with promises of ice cream when they're over. The only benefit to them is that he gets to see you, Dick's younger sister, in a dress. You were the first person he met whenever he was brought to the Manor the first time and the only person he called his best friend. Bruce was Dad, and Alfred was Alfie.

Jason takes the role of best friend very seriously. He made the bracelets to prove it. It didn't take long to find out the 13 year old was good with his hands. His was the colors for Robin and yours was the color for Spectral with those stupid little letter beads that spelled out your superhero names.

"Jason," Bruce said as he rested a hand on his shoulder. "I believe those dance lessons can be put to good use. If you look closely.." His father's hand motions to the crowd where he can see you, bright eyed and beaming like you're right where you're supposed to be. "That is what someone who is happy to be here looks like. Go dance with her."

Jason remembers with striking detail how you looked that night because he had committed it to memory. Why wouldn't he? It was good to remember beautiful things when he had lived so much of his life without knowing what that meant.

He focused harder to remember the image. Makeup, but not too heavy, gold eyeshadow perfectly sharpening the famous Grayson blues that stared back at him.

The lace on your dress and how it felt under his hands. The way the two of you had just talked because it had become so easy to him, to just be able to be whenever he was with you. You also laughed at all his jokes. Annoyed the crap out of Bruce. All the things thirteen year olds were supposed to do!

I think I remember the first time I fell in love with you. Corny, I know. Me? The best Robin and the only one who fell in love? Typical. I should not such a sappy emotional person.

But then I learned my mom wasn't my mom and now I have to go away in the peak of Gotham's winter to meet my real mom. He underlines real several times for emphasis. All he knew was that her name was Sheila. So this is not my goodbye letter, it's my see you later letter.

Be prepared. It's a wild ride.

"What do you want from life, Jay?"

Jason narrowed his eyes and stuck out his tongue as you beam at him. You're just a few inches shorter then he is. Growth spurt hasn't quite hit him yet, but you believe that Jason will be seriously tall when you're both adults. "That's an adult question. Why don't you ask something easier, like what my favorite flavor of Monster is? You know... those drinks Bruce refuses to buy so I have to get them myself from the vending machine at school?"

You scrunch your nose. "You're evil."

"That's me!"

"I'd love to live in a place like this." You motion to the ballroom around you and the people within it. Jason was never built to live this kind of life. Living on the streets of Gotham had taught him to avoid people like this. The people who didn't care about people like him and his mom. "Dick and I have always been graceful, and our mother used to dance with our father alot when we were small." You pause and press your lips together as if you're trying to remember something that's not entirely there. "I want a ballroom floor, and the front door of the house to be the color of roses-"

"Because that's your favorite flower?"

You peer up at him in amazement that he even attempted to remember the little details you'd told him since you met. "Yeah." You said quietly, lifting your fingers that were linked at his neck to curl at the bottom of his hair. "That's why."

I hope you get your ballroom floor and that perfect house with the rose red doors, darling. You absolutely deserve them. Part of me wonders if that if this all goes wrong, and I do die out there, if you'll remember it. Remember me.

He takes that moment to look out the window as he flexes his aching hand. The snow is coming harder now. In the next room, you are curled under a mound of blankets and sleeping deeply without any awareness as to what's going on next door. That's good. That's right. That's how it should be.

I'm looking out our favorite window as I write this. You know, the one where we used to come up here when we were 13 and watch the storms and the sunsets in the Manor? It's the only place with this view, but I stopped calling it mine a long time ago. It's not mine. It's ours.

I wonder if I'll ever see Chicago or a sunset on the West Coast. I've never even left Gotham. I would love to see those someday. Never been one for traveling... but I think with Dickface and the Little Bird, I could warm up to it.

If this did go wrong.. will he die in the cold? Blue and alone with nothing to keep him safe but that newly fallen snow he keeps telling himself he loves?

It's been a long lonely december.

***

"He's gone, Spectral."

Those three words drastically change your life forever. What was once such a happy, joyful home became dark and mournful. You hated going home. Home wasn't home anymore when it was just you and Bruce.

Dick didn't come around much either. Only when you asked. He wasn't about to abandon his little Grayson.

It's after Jason is gone that you find yourself going into his room. It's the first time anyone has been in there since Bruce came back and told you, Dick and Alfred what had happened when he'd followed Jason to Switzerland in search of his real mother.

She'd sold him out and the Joker had brutally murdered him. There were barely any remains left.

Only a crowbar.

The only thing he had that Bruce could bring back was a red and green bracelet he never took off. You'd taken the bracelet back from Bruce without so much as a glance in his general direction and rubbed your fingers against the singed fabric.

"He was supposed to be my best friend."

A sharp, powerful sob works its way up the back of your throat as your eyes fall on his desk. There are papers strewn across the surface and black and red pens rubber banded atop a small stack of books, Pride and Prejudice sitting proudly despite the thin layer of dust that covered it.

That's when you notice it when you saw the clear black outline of your name across one of the envelopes from the Wayne stationary. You wet the tip of your thumb and rip it open to read it.

Tears drip onto the paper's surface before you can stop yourself.

Pain is never permanent but tonight it's killing me...

You had spent the days after Bruce had come home hidden away in your room. You didn't talk to Dick, you didn't talk to Bruce or Alfred. You didn't sleep. You didn't eat. Death wasn't something you were unfamiliar with as one of Batman's children, but never in a million years did you think it would be Jason.

"I hope you get your ballroom floor," You whisper. The memories all resurface as you continue reading his love letter that's not a love letter, but Jason had never been someone to spoke how he felt. Vulnerability wasn't his gift. Openness wasn't his gift. What was his gift was loving you just the right way you were. That was the best part of it all. You didn't have to change. "The perfect house with rose red doors.. I'm the last thing you remember." You cradle the paper to your chest and step up to the window.

It's snowing outside.

"It's been a long lonely december...."

[cyberghst]

Kang Yeosang NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: Sexual content.

(I love this man sm it’s fucking crazy😪)

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-Unedited-

A - [Aftercare]

I feel like Yeosang wouldn't do much for aftercare, not on purpose, of course, it is just that he doesn't know what to do but if you needed something at that moment he wouldn't hesitate to do or get whatever it is for you. He does get better at aftercare when there's more of a routine though.

B - Body Part [Their favorite body part on themselves and their S/O.]

I feel like he'd love his arms and hands because he loves running his hands up and down the sides of your body and seeing your instant reactions to his touch, his arms because he loves holding you against him and feeling your skin against his.

On you, he loves your hands and neck, neck because he loves kissing down your neck when you two are making out and leaving Hickey's on your neck and collarbone, hands because he loves being touched by you as much as touching you.

C - Cum [Anything to do with cum basically.]

This one was kind of hard to decide because half of me says he wouldn't cum on your stomach, chest, or face without permission and he also wouldn't want to just cum inside of you without permission but if he did get consent from you he'd like to cum inside of you or on your chest.

D - Dirty Secret [A dirty secret of theirs.]

He wants to try out sensory deprivation like you binding his wrists to the bed and putting a blindfold on him then just having your way with him but he'd probably be too shy to bring it up.

E - Experience [How experienced are they when it comes to sex.]

Not super experienced you're probably the first person he's slept with but if not the first then the second because he's never really cared for sleeping around with a bunch of people but just because he hasn't slept with a bunch of people doesn't mean anything, he's very observant and learns where and how to touch you to get you shaking rather quickly.

F - Favorite Position [This one is obvious.]

missionary or you riding him?, He's a simple man, as long as you two can touch each other and look at each other he really doesn't care but he'd enjoy fucking you while holding you down in a mating press as well as occasionally fucking you from behind in front of a mirror so he can still see every expression you make while he wraps one of his arms around your chest while his other hand is gripping your hip slamming your hips into his own as he thrusts into you.

G - Goofy [Are they more goofy or serious in the moment]

He's not goofy nor serious he's like in the middle of the scale may be leaning a bit more towards the serious side but he can get flustered pretty easily so sometimes he’ll crack a joke out of to soften the atmosphere or just start giggling out of shyness while his cheeks get all rosy :’)

(he's so fucking cute I wanna cry)

H - Hair [How well do they manscape]

I feel like he wouldn't really like the feeling of having a bunch of hair on his body if that makes sense so he's usually bare but if he doesn't have time to shave it all he just tries to keep it as short as possible until he can shave.

I - Intimacy [How romantic they are during heated moments.]

Not over the top romantic when it comes to sex unless it's your birthday or an anniversary but he is decently romantic when you two do have sex as he will always tell you something along the lines of “you’re stunning” or “you look so good like this” or that he loves you so much, just big on praise in general.

J - Jack Off [Self explanatory.]

Not that often at all, he'd much rather fuck you or have you jerk him off but if there wasn't time for you two to meet up or you were too far away from each other and he was really desperate for some sort of release then he’d jerk off himself but he’d always imagine his own hand being yours, maybe even Jack off using a pair of your underwear.

K - Kinks [What their into.]

He really likes praising as I said in I [intamacy] he enjoys praising both ways like telling you how good you're doing or how good you're making him feel and he also loves being told he's making you feel good and that he’s doing good for you.

Edging and Overstimulation both ways is something he really enjoys especially if you decide to edge him, for example, if you edge him by jerking him off he'll get super sensitive and vocal as you keep denying his release up until you finally let him cum only to go on to make him cum over and over until he's shaking, whimpering, and pleading for to finally fuck him- I'm gonna stop with this before I go feral thinking about this so I'm just gonna end this part off with the fact he very much enjoys edging and overstim.

I don't really know if restraints count as a kink but I'm still gonna put it here. Now when I say he enjoys restraints I mean he doesn't mind binding your wrists to the headboard with his belt or some silk ties but he enjoys holding your arms and or wrists down with his hands much more than using ties, handcuffs, etc. Yeosang is very strong and quite muscular so it doesn't take much to be able to hold you down and pin you to whatever surface you're on but something about holding you under him while you squirm and tremble from the intense pleasure he's giving you and looking so vulnerable and submissive while your cheeks flush red and tears from the intense pleasure fill your eyes and gloss them over as you look up at him and whimper out begs and pleas for him and knowing that he's the cause of all of this, the cause of you slowly breaking under him, it never fails to make him cum so incredibly hard.

There is so much I fucking can and want to write but if I keep going in gonna faint I'm already fucking shaking thinking about this shit I'm so down bad for this man it's embarrassing holy shit.

L - Location [Favorite place to have sex.]

Mainly the bedroom seeing that it's the most comfortable and you can both move around more but occasionally the couch or the bathtub which Yeosang enjoys because he finds it comforting oddly, the once-innocent cuddles in the warm water that's filled with bubbles as water still continues to fill the bathtub as your back is pressed up against Yeosangs chest while he nuzzles his nose behind your ear and leaves a trail of incredibly soft kisses down the side of your neck to your shoulder to you straddling his lap as his calloused palms hold your waist and guide your his back and forth and side to side making you grind into him and he leaves soft nibbles and kisses all over your chest.

M - Motivation [Turn-ons.]

It’s not super easy to get him riled up but it's also not too hard? One of the main ways you could get him going is if you two were making out and you started touching and squeezing his thighs or if you whispered into his ear, I feel like Yeosang would have sensitive ears so that's why you whispering into his ear has him shuddering, especially if you gently run your tongue against the shell of his ear or softly bit on his earlobe or something.

N - NO [Turn-offs]

Any super intense or painful kinks like Knife play, water sports, pain play, heavy pet play such as pony play or critter play, BDSM, extreme power play, etc etc.

Even if you had begged him to do something around those lines with you because it's something you're into he wouldn't because he's just not comfortable with it, even if it was just you asking him to slap you he wouldn't because he just can't get off to inflicting pain or being put in pain. It just makes him uncomfortable.

O - Oral [Once again self explanatory.]

Giving: he loves going down on you because he loves making you feel good, he'll hook his arms around your legs and hold them open while his nails occasionally lightly feathering over the skin of your thighs as he looks up at you watching your face contort into different expressions as your heavy breaths turn into low moans at the pleasure he's giving you. And if you start to praise him for doing such a good job and making you feel so good that'll only motivate him more and he'll start working on you more vigorously, closing his eyes and humming onto you and slightly digging his nails into the soft flesh of your thighs and he will not stop until you cum on his tongue at least twice.

Receiving: He gets very shy when you give him head but that doesn't mean he doesn't like it. One of his hands will be cupping the side of your face while the back of his other hand is pressed against his mouth as he tries to conceal his whimpers and moans as much as he can while his head is tilted up towards the ceiling so you can't see the rosy blush covering his face, as he starts getting close to his release he'll unconsciously start moving your head up and down on his dick as his eyes shut tightly and his legs start to twitch and you move your hands to grip his thighs and hold them open as he starts to slightly tremble and starts muttering praise to you under his breath in between his whimpers before cumming into you mouth letting out a final deep low moan as his hands move to the back of your head lightly holding you down on him while riding out his release before slowly pulling your mouth off of him.

P - Pace

It depends on the mood and how horny the both of you are, for instance, if it's a more soft and sensual session he'll go with slow but deep and hard thrusts, but if you two haven't had time to see each other for a while and are just needy and desperate then he'll go with a decently fast hard and deep thrust occasionally switching his pace and moving slower before speeding up again.

Q - Quickies

Doesn't like them. At all. He wants to take his time with you and really make you feel good, all though if he was really horny he wouldn't oppose to a quick handjob or a blowjob but he'd still much rather wait till you two were alone and able to take as much time as you want to please each other.

R - Risk [Comfort zone.]

Not one for doing anything where you two could possibly get caught, the riskiest thing he'd do is make out with you in the middle of the night while there are people asleep only a few rooms away from the room you two are in but even then he'd still be nervous at the fact someone could hear you two or walk-in at any moment. He just prefers to do things in private so you two are alone and can be comfortable and not have to worry about someone hearing or seeing you two.

S - Stamina [How many rounds they can go.]

Again it really depends on the mood but I'd say 2-3 rounds if you catch him on a good day but sometimes if he's really needy maybe even 4 rounds with short breaks in between but only if it's been a while and he's really desperate but even it's only 1 round it lasts a good while so you'll be satisfied by the end of it and he'll be sure of it.

T - Toy [Their favorite toy.]

He wouldn't use toys on you or himself too often but when he does I feel like he's like vibrators, like maybe a cock ring or a bullet vibrator, he just really likes the way it feels and how sensitive it can make you both especially if you use the cock ring on him when you overstimulate him.

U - Unfair [Do they tease, do they enjoy being teased]

He loves teasing you and getting you all worked up just to leave you hanging because he loves getting you all frustrated because he finds it cute if you try to initiate something he'll act completely oblivious and leave you hanging just to get you even more riled up. This menace. He never goes overboard with teasing and doesn't leave you hanging for long but like I said he finds you being all needy and frustrated cute and quite funny but he always gives you what you want in the end.

Now it depends on why and how you're teasing him. If you're teasing him just for the hell of it he'll let you rock even though he's getting needy but he knows if he acts like it's not affecting him you'll get annoyed and stop and that'll get you to fuck him quicker, now if you're teasing him to give him a taste of his own medicine he'll be hella annoyed and frustrated Like I've mentioned 2000 times already he loves being touched by you and having you against him so you'd be teasing him by touching him all the time like rubbing his thighs and squeezing them, “Accidentally” brushing your hand over his crotch, sitting on his lap and not subtly grinding down onto him only to get him hard then get up and leave him there, messing around with his ears because of how sensitive they are and how flustered he gets, and so much more only to leave him all needy and frustrated just like he leaves you and it annoys him knowing you're doing all of it as payback and he's getting a taste of his own medicine but deep down he likes it and finds your teasing really hot.

V - Volume [Do they moan or are they quiet.]

Not loud at all but he does moan a lot their just quiet, he tends to cover his mouth to try and muffle his whimpers and moans or he'll move his face to the crook of your neck and start kissing and marking it and move down father to your chest continuing to leave kisses and soft bites all over you trying to distract himself for moaning too much because it makes him flustered even though you love hearing him and you always tell him that which just makes him more flustered but when he's about to cum he doesn't care to try and conceal his noises anymore because it feels to good and all he cares about at that moment is cumming and getting you to cum.

W - Wild card [Writers choice.]

He wants you to fuck him. He wants you to fuck him so bad. And I don't mean regular fucking sex and I don't mean you on top just riding him I mean penetration. Please I beg take a hint and peg him or fuck him because he will never ask you or bring it up. the thought alone has him flushed and nervous but he wants it. So bad. He's jacked off to the thought of you on top and inside of him just holding him down and having your way with him but no matter how fast he gets needy and hard at the thought or how bad he wants it he's never gonna bring it up. He's too nervous too. So you're gonna have to try and figure it out yourself.

X - X-ray [How big they are.]

8 soft and a solid 8.5 inches hard. He's more on the girthy side but not super super thick and his dick slightly curves up towards the tip but your guess would be as good as mine.

Y - Yearning [How high is their sex drive]

Not super high, so probably once every week or every roughly two weeks but if you have a high sex drive he'd try and keep up with you because he wants you to be happy and feel good.

Z- Zzz [How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards]

He never falls asleep right after sex, he'd like to just lay down with you while holding you and just talk for a while maybe watch a movie, or order food, I feel like sex would make him hungry, but if you were too tired to stay awake with him and wanted to go to sleep he'd just hold you and rub your back and watch something on the tv or his phone while you slept in his arms until he was tired enough to go to sleep as well.

I got lazy towards the end because it's currently 4:44 am and I feel like I'm dying I'm so tired but I can't fall asleep plus I'm SO HUNGRY but I don't wanna go downstairs to get something to eat and when I was trying to go to sleep this whole thing was in the back of my mind because it's been sitting in my drafts for like three weeks now along with 35 other things that are half done but I have absolutely zero motivation to finish any of them but for now I hope this wasn’t to shitty and you enjoyed it.

[winterskywrites]

any chance of a sequel to the dick and damian fic you posted the other day? i want to see dick's damian-organized birthday party!

This is the sequel to this.

When the day of Richard's birthday finally arrives, Damian takes the day off from school. This is not a sanctioned absence, perhaps, but it is a necessary one. Damian has a great deal of preparations to make.

He hasn't bothered trying to get in touch with anyone else in the so-called family. He has no desire to see Drake, of course, and Todd is still more likely to shoot them than anything else. Cain is in Hong Kong, Gordon should know Richard's birthday without having to be told, and Brown...

Well. There's a chance Brown might show up, since she asked about Richard's birthday on patrol last night, but Damian isn't going to reach out to her. If anyone comes around, he can include them in the celebrations, but he shouldn't have to reach out to them for them to wish Richard a happy birthday. And if no one else does, then Damian can prove his superiority. He's organizing an entire party. Surely, that would make him better than Drake, especially if Drake doesn't even show up.

Richard has meetings all morning, so Damian takes the time to prepare. He's told Pennyworth many times that he wants no assistance, and eventually, Pennyworth stopped offering. He's not sure Pennyworth approves of his plan, to be honest, but that's not going to stop him. Ignoring Richard's birthday was clearly ineffective. He can't be sure that celebrating will be better, but at least it's doing something. He refuses to sit by and do nothing.

His plan for the celebration is based partially on memories from his time with his mother, partially on pictures he's found of Richard and Father celebrating together, and partially on the research he's done on American birthday traditions. He hasn't purchased many decorations, given that Richard is a grown man and presumably doesn't need a multitude of balloons or party hats, but he has purchased a piñata, mostly out of curiosity. His mother never had one for any of his birthdays, but it sounds like it could be useful for a training exercise of sorts. Of course, all of them are practiced at pinpointing weak spots in enemies while unable to see, but more practice is never a bad thing.

By the time Richard returns from his meetings, Damian has ordered lunch from one of his favorite restaurants and arranged all of the decorations. "Happy birthday, Grayson," he declares as Richard enters the kitchen.

Richard blinks, looking around. "You- Dami, did you do all of this?"

On any other occasion, Damian would protest the nickname, but given that it's Richard's birthday, he allows it. "I told you I would plan a celebration."

"You did, didn't you?" Richard says, his voice fond. "Did you cook?"

"I ordered sandwiches from Ibano's," Damian says. "Is that sufficient?"

"That sounds great," Richard says. "I love Ibano's."

Damian nods stiffly, mentally marking that down as a success. He studies Richard closely. He's not as relaxed as he's pretending to be, and Damian can see grief in his eyes, but the celebration has only just begun. He hopes to see the grief lessen as the day goes on.

"I also purchased a piñata," Damian says. "And I procured ciambellone for dessert."

"It sounds like you really went all out," Richard says with a smile that almost reaches his eyes. "You really didn't have to do all of this, you know."

"It is your birthday," Damian says. "You would not allow my birthday to pass without celebration, I am certain."

"You're right, I wouldn't," Richard agrees. He wraps an arm around Damian's shoulders and pulls him against his side. It's normally the closest Damian allows him to come to a hug, but today is a special occasion, so Damian can make an exception.

"You may hug me," he says. "If you wish."

Richard looks down at him, expression surprised and a bit dubious. "You're sure? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"I am certain," Damian says. He trusts Richard enough for this, and although he doesn't anticipate it being pleasant, he can withstand it this once.

Richard slowly kneels and pulls Damian into a hug. Damian pats his back gingerly. He feels Richard begin to tremble and impulsively wraps his arms around him properly. Richard makes a soft gasping noise that Damian doesn't think he was supposed to hear. He thinks it's a good sound. It indicates that Richard is grieving, yes, but Richard has been grieving for days. Perhaps the embrace can help.

"Happy birthday," Damian repeats quietly. "I hope you enjoy the celebration."

Richard buries his face in the crook of Damian's neck for a moment, then he pulls back and smiles. His eyes are damp, but this time, the smile reaches them.

"Thanks, Damian. I think I will."