#batboys x male reader

[randomperson3736]

Shit got weird!

Paring(s): Tim drake x male! Reader, batfam x male! reader

Warning(s): some kinky shit, sexual concept, swearing, kidnapping kinda, fighting

Genre: comedy

You had been caught by the batfam, but you managed to slip away by a certain... incident. You hid inside a closet as you heard Bruce yelling at Tim.

"HOW DID HE GET AWAY?!"

"I let him go... I let him go! Because shit got weird!" Tim augured back as his mind worked back to the 'incident' that had happened a few minutes ago. "Okay, I had him cornered, we were fighting. It was a normal altercation. And then my hand ended up around his throat!" Tim had a tiny bit of blush plastid on his cheeks as he continued.

"He looked me dead into my pupils, into my soul and said.... harder!" Jason and Dick were dying of laughter in the background, while Bruce looked disturbed.

"And I'm looking at him and I'm like excuse me?!" Tim finished yelling as you giggled to yourself in the closest.

[riotlain]

Hi! Could you please do Batboys (sepretly) with a younger brother reader? Basically hcs of the reader copying and looking up to their brother, and he accidentally calls them dad (it's his first word)

Ty, have a great day or night!<33

im back in my fanfic era guys

didn't include duke bc i blanked when jt came to him😭😭

Dick Grayson

The minute you starts copying him he's over the moon and everyone else in the manor freaks out

No, you can't hang on the chandelier like he used to

He teaches you fun tricks though

You have your own little bō staff like his

Yes he has dressed you up in a Nightwing costume for halloween

Carries you around with one of those chest baby carrier things

If you were to ever call him dad as a first word his heart would stop

Like he's happy you said your first word but like he will make sure you don't call him dad around Bruce😭😭

Will crush the old man's heart (joke)

Jason Todd

Probably the last one to meet you since he's hardly ever in the manor

When he does see you though, he's immediately protective over you

Whenever you started copying him, he'd think its funny

How you cross your arms whenever he crosses his or sighs whenever he does it

He feels a wonderful kinship

Then you call him dad and he is immediately gone (mentally)

^^ His reaction

He is hardly ready to enter a relationship, much less be a dad

Even if you just see him once every blue moon

He just sorta picks you up and brings you to Bruce

"Thats your dada."

Tim Drake

Probably the second best brother to mimic out of them all since he's like pretty normalish

He has you sit on his lap while he works

You probably turned into an ipad baby cause of him

Also the type to carry you around with the chest baby carrier

You 2 nap together

When he you call him dad he just freezes up and stares at you for a moment

Then he panics and tries to get you to call Bruce dad instead

Damian Wayne

The first brother to meet you and of course he begins training you like how he was trained

Minute you began walking it was training time

Of course, you didn't really care but you had fun

Damian doesn't carry you around or anything but he holds your hand when you guys are in public

Especially at balls. He talks shit with you even though you hardly know any words

"Look at that woman over there flirting with father. How could she even think she has a chance with him?"

You:

If you were to call him dad, he would then lecture you with pictures about how Bruce is your dad and is very cool and how Batman is cool

Like a chump

[thealtoduck]

BatCat!Bro: In my neighbourhood there was a saying ”Love is just around the corner”…

Dick: *smiles warmly* That’s such a nice way to think i’ll keep that with me *Gets up and leaves*

Damian: *Looks at BatCat!Bro suspiciously* What’s the catch?

BatCat!Bro: I come from a neighbourhood with a lot of prostitutes…

[prismuffin]

Damian Wayne taking after Bruce and finding like a 4 year old mreader who just likes causing trouble but is super innocent and Damian is straight up like my little brother now

Oh god like father like son😭😭 I think that-

Damian would probably find you on the streets during patrols or something. Straying away from his father and brothers, he’d find some criminals chasing you and would take them down. You ask if he’s a hero and he says yes so you gave him the thing that they had stole and said you saw them steal it from someone else so you stole it from them. You’re just too precious to him and after finding out you have no family to back to he’s like “one more brother wouldn’t hurt”.

After convincing Bruce, he’s the main brother that you’re usually seen hanging with. You warm up to everyone else pretty quickly but because of your age it’s obviously hard to relate on a deeply emotional level. They all love you dearly cause you’re just so cute and young but man your pranks can get out of hand. You’re such a little kleptomaniac, even if you do return them eventually it still gives them a mini panic attack when things just up and go missing. The only person you don’t prank is Damian, it’s obvious he’s your favorite brother.

He defends you often and Bruce sees it as a good thing that he’s stepping up and actually caring for someone no matter how much it annoys his other brothers. He sneaks you extra desserts as well and is always the one to put you to bed at night. Honestly it’s the cutest little dynamic ever and you’re both iconic or something.

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Directory

[spidey-x-male-reader]

How about Jason Todd x male reader who's a werewolf? And who's transfortation during the full moon is incredibly painful, to the point that he's writhing on the floor, howling and whining like a wild animal?

Just Jason comforting his boyfriend as he shifts, not leaving his side until it's over, holding him as he cries, letting him know that he's okay, brushing his fur with his hands and just being so gentle, like reader was made of glass.

Pairing: Jason Todd x male werewolf reader

Summary: It's full moon and Jason is there to comfort you

A/N: Who knew that I was even able to write something?? Big surprise for all of us, huh?

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

MASTERLIST

The full moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over Gotham City. As if Gotham wasn’t scary enough already, Jason knew that tonight there would be another danger. At least you told him so. He still refused to ever see you as any kind of danger for anyone.

Jason sat on the couch in one of his safe houses, watching you pace up and down.

“(y/n). It’s gonna be okay.”

“I’m just…I should have stayed alone. Like usual. I…what if I hurt you? If something happened to you–”

He stood up, carefully putting his arms around you. “Trust me. You won’t hurt me.”

“How do you know?”

“I just do.” The look in his eyes showed nothing but pure determination. 

You started feeling a deep tug inside your body, like something was ripping you apart from the inside. You doubled over, your knees almost giving out under you. “It’s…it’s starting.”

“It’s okay, love. I’m right here.” Jason spoke in a calm tone even though you saw the worried expression on his face. You quickly realized that he wasn’t worried about you hurting him though, he was worried about you being in pain.

Jason's heart ached as he saw the one he loved in so much pain, howling and whining like a wild animal. He knew how much the transformation hurt, and he couldn't bear to see his boyfriend in such pain. 

When your knees gave out under you and you could do nothing else than roll yourself together on the floor, trying to get through the pain, he immediately moved to sit down next to you, not thinking about his own safety for a moment.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Jason whispered soothingly as he knelt beside his boyfriend. He gently stroked your hair, trying to provide some comfort amidst the pain. "I'm here with you. You're not alone."

Your body continued to contort and change, but Jason refused to leave your side. He held onto your trembling form, offering words of reassurance and love. "You're strong, and you can get through this. I'm right here, babe."

You were used to people leaving at this point. Or running. Sometimes it was because they became terrified. Sometimes they were just disgusted because of the way your transformation took place and your body contorted.

But Jason stayed. He didn’t move away. Not for a second. 

Tears streamed down your face as the transformation continued. It always felt so endless long, no matter how many times it happened. 

Jason wiped the tears away with tender care. He knew that the pain was unbearable, but he was determined to be there for you every step of the way.

As the transformation finally completed, you were lying on the floor, panting heavily. Your body was now covered in fur, and your golden eyes looked up at Jason with a mix of gratitude and exhaustion. There was something angry and animalistic in there too but Jason didn’t even flinch. He just continued to stroke your fur, his touch gentle and loving.

"It's over now," Jason murmured softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your furry forehead. "You did great, my love. I'm so proud of you."

You nuzzled a bit closer to Jason, finding comfort in his embrace. You pressed into his side as he put an arm around you, putting some of his weight on you. Neither of you were scared of the other even if you probably should be.

It was the first time in years of these transformations that you actually felt safe while you were transformed. You felt calm. You had no urge to kill Jason. You just wanted to have him close.

You stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other's arms, as the full moon cast its glow outside. In that moment, all that mattered was the love and support you found in each other.

“Has anyone ever told you that your fur is really soft?” Jason whispered, softly moving his fingers through your fur, careful not to pull. 

Jason looked at you like you were something beautiful to appreciate. 

“I could get used to this…” he mumbled while leaning a bit on you, using you like a pillow.

Yeah…you could get used to this too.

[imurlilsparklejumpropequeen]

hi lol this is like my first request ever and i’m nervous but i was hoping you could write abt the reader being like the son/adopted son/protege of catwoman (or harlivy) and he’s stealing something from a museum by himself but nightwing just so happens to be visiting gotham for family dinner or wtv, so they’re both in the museum but a security guard gets close so they end up in a very small supply closet or wtv yknow? like a forced proximity type, i also won’t mind if it does get spicy towards the end <3 tysm

Notes: I'm half asleep as I write this, this is as creative as I can get with no sleep for three days

Warning(s): Gay, super gay, like very homsexual, smut, lemon, zest fest.

You and Dick Grayson were in a supply closet, nothings wrong with that right? nothings wrong with being hiding in a supply closet with a superhero right? nothings wrong with being in a close proximity with the said hero right? so close that you were able to breath into his neck, so close that his back is against you chest.

Nothings wrong with this is what you keep telling yourself.

Just a while ago you were stealing a precious jewel from a museum owned by some criminal you bothered not remembering the name, you were on your way out after grabbing the jewel when Nightwing came trying to catch you, and now you're both hiding in a supply closet with guards patrolling outside.

"Hey you really like the position we're in huh buddy?" Dick muttered while giggling, You had no idea that your boner was pressed against Dick's ass.

"I-uhh... I can't help it y'know, I mean with a ass like that who wouldn't pitch a tent." You made a flirty retort to which earned a chuckle from the other man.

"Well what can I say? I've got the finest ass in Gotham." Dick leaned his head on your chest and looked up, you both kept eye contact with each other (or mask to mask stare?)

"Not just Gotham, I'd say the whole world." You chuckled as you both kept looking each other, his hot breath on your face while you breath down on him too.

a short silence came as both of you stare at each other's face, You were feeling hot and Dick's breath on your face doesn't help your painfully hard boner.

"Why don't we make our time here worthwhile? from what I can tell the guards are still searching the area." Your voice was breathy, Dick could tell you were at your limit, so he decided to tease you, he pressed his fat ass further onto your crotch earning a grunt from your mouth.

"Well let's make our time worthwhile then  Mr. Thief." Dick stood on his tiptoes to place a peck on your lips.

You unzipped your pants and the hard meat slapped Dick's spandex suit making quite a noise.

"You should keep the noise to minimum Mr. Thief, You wouldn't want our little session to end early do you?" Dick smirked as he felt the hot big rod pressed against his clothed behind.

"Oh baby I'll keep quiet until I fuck you dry, now lick this." You shoved two of your fingers in Dick's mouth, he happily sucked and licked your fingers.

Dick unbuckled his pants so you would not have to tear his suit for access, as soon as Dick's pants were lowered you hurriedly shoved one of your finger in his hole.

"Damn baby your quite eager." You chuckled as you felt Dick's hole clenching.

"Haven't had action for a long time." Dick answered with a small laugh of his own. He groaned every time he felt the finger massage his inner walls.

You inserted the second finger to which Dick quietly whined, You massaged his inner walls scissoring it repeatedly to make the entrance wider, or just wide enough to fit you.

"That's it baby you're doing great, just a little more and you'd have the real thing." You grinned at Dick as you pressed a small peck on his forehead.

You spat on your hand and lubricated it with it (Hey don't judge! no one carries around lubricants in public)

You immediately pushed the tip inside Dick's entrance, Dick shivered in both pain and pleasure.

"Fuck..." Dick cursed, his eyes were a little teary.

"Come on muñequita it is only the tip." You pressed a peck in his forehead trying to ease him up.

You then swiftly pushed your entire length inside Dick, he moaned quite loud so you placed left hand on his mouth to shut him up.

"Weren't you the one who told me to keep the noise to minimum? maybe you should abide by your own rules muñequita." Your lips curled into a smirk as you looked down on the tearing up Dick.

You began moving inside him, thrusting in and out, pulling out until only the tip is left inside and thrusting until the tip rubs against the prostate.

"puta te sientes tan bien..." You huskily whispered in Dick's ear. Your hands made it's way into Dick's nipples and pinched and twisted it.

"Hngh~ j-just earlier I was... ha~ having dinner at the manor... Hngh..." Dick whined as you plowed his ass and played with his chest.

Your thrusting became more frantic and hurried, you could feel yourself getting closer.

"Hngh~ fuck I'm close~" Dick whined he can feel his own cock nearing it's orgasm.

Your thrusts became quicker and more violent, you were thrusting deeper and deeper within Dick's hole.

With a grunt, you released your hot cum within Dick's ass, Dick teared up pleasure as you came deep inside him.

"You're pretty when you cry, muñequita...." You both panted as you came from your highs. You pulled out of Dick's hole leaving it a gaping mess with cum leaking out.

"I don't see anymore guards out, I thinks it's safe to leave now." You peaked out to see no guards on the lookout.

"I hope this Isn't the last time we do this muñequita..." You whispered into Dick's ear as you buckle up your pants.

"And here I thought you were all talk, guess I won't be able to walk properly after being manhandled. I down being manhandled anytime Mr. Thief. " Dick grinned as he pulled up his pants and opened the door to leave.

"Oh... and I'm letting you go this time, as you can see I'm in no condition to arrest you." Dick winked to you as he jumped out the window and grappled leaving you.

[dhynzesblog]

CHAPTER 1

(base on Batman: Wayne family adventures )

Bruce Wayne aka batman POV

My security has been breached all the bat-tech stolen.

I've lost three safe houses in four months no alarms have been triggered, all of my equipment are stolen.

This could spell catastrophe, good thing I have a plan.

BAT COMPUTER: "ALERT!"

I installed new alarms at my remaining safe houses last night, someone just set one off.

TIME TO END THIS .

Who's bold enough to steal from BATMAN in broad daylight? RIDDLER? BANE?...

"CLICK!"

I'm too late.

They didn't quite finish the job, must have known I was coming but how?

Perhaps they left some trace behind in their hurry.

???:hi

B:*turn around*... Hacker.. what are you doing he-

"FLUSH!"

{NAME} aka Hacker: seems like his finish..

B:*turn around*

Jason and Batman: * did the two spider man meme *

{Name}:.....

Jason: it was like this when we found it. *Smirking*

B:hn.

Jason: you should really take better care of your things*looking around*

"SNATCH!"

Jason: ok, bye- *take {name}'s hand* let go!!

{Name}: *wave his free hand* bye..

B: *sigh*

It's like I don't send him the latest gadgets every month and his fiance is good at creating lots of things.

UNBELIEVABLE.

"CLICK!"

............

{Name}: told you he set up more advanced alarm

Jason: but i still got this!! *Smirking*

{Name}: *sigh*... Your lucky I love you...

Jason: love you too

{Name} & Jason: *kiss*

{Name}: *stop* mmm... Jason brush your teeth will ya

Jason: come on!

{Name}: go!

[toast-on-dandelioms]

What if reader accidentally called superman "dad" while they were on a mission? Like Batman needed some help tracking down some new murder cult and thought Spider could help? But they wouldn't come unless superman wasnt there since Spider does NOT trust the batfam?

Ok so, I'mma make a scene with your idea and then say what it would happen. Just to then explain how the Batfam would react.

You were called with Clark to a mission, knowing the Batfam was there but you didn't care since you knew Clark would protect you from them.

Plus you made sure to grab two tasers this time and incorporated a new type of web fluid that could emit electricity when it hits someone.

You did create it so you didn't have to use a taser but also so you could tase anyone of the Batfam that would dare to get too close to you or even touch you during the mission.

Clark finally landed while you adjusted your mask since you took it off while you were flying to feel the air in your (long/short) hair.

You looked at the batfam, already annoyed when they didn't even do anything but just their presence was a source of anger and annoyance for you.

While the Batfam was also annoyed that Clark was there but he had to come or you wouldn't even consider going with them to a mission.

You didn't say anything to them, just giving them the blank stare your mask provided and just stayed next to Clark, listening to them talk about what everyone was supposed to do in the mission.

Bruce did try to make you go with him or any of his kids, making you nervous since you couldn't really refuse without any excuse. You did have one but you can't really say "I refuse to go with any of your kids (directed to Batman) because I hate all of you".

But Clark surprised you by refusing any option of you going with any on the Bats and stated that you would go with him, making you smile a little and lean a little on the kryptonian.

Which made all of the Bats jealous and angry at the kryptonian.

At the end you were supposed to go with Superman in the hideout of the cult, which you were happy about it and quickly followed the kryptonian while ignoring the glares of the Batfam that were directed towards Clark.

Well, during the mission you got separated from Superman in the fight against the cultist when they suddenly ambushed both of you, making you panic since you never fought so many people at once.

Yes you did fight small gangs but usually they were just kids and you just had to punch one and all of them backed down immediately. So fighting a large group of people that knew how to fight was a bit difficult and extremely different from what you're used to.

Plus your panic doubled when you saw Damian and Dick approaching, probably to help you but in the fight and the panic in your mind made them seem even more dangerous than the cultists trying to stab you.

So you did the only reasonable thing that your scared mind wanted. You called for Clark while fighting three cultists at the same time, tasing a few of them while fighting.

The problem? You accidentally called him dad.

Bruce Wayne: oh god how angry was he when he heard that from Dick and Damian's coms.

(He still doesn't know who you are behind the mask but already sees you as one of your kids even though you're already are)

He quickly finished fighting the leader and ran to where you were supposed to be, quickly knocking out anyone who was in his way.

He did kill a few of those in his way, but he made sure to hide the bodies and will deal with it later by burning down the hideout.

He finally arrived at the spot where you and the others were supposed to be and he saw something that made him want to grab his kryptonite batarang to hit Clark.

Why? He saw you in Clark's arms, hugging him with all your might while he flew so neither Dick and Damian could reach you.

Plus the worst thing was the sick smile Clark had in his smile, like he planned it. Like he knew you weren't ready to go in such a big mission and would probably call him in a panic.

Bruce just glared at the kryptonian and signaled him to get out with you so they could get rid of the rest of the cultists.

Basically Bruce would be a jealous bitch even though he doesn't care about you when you don't have the mask on, and would use his anger against all the cultists there since he blamed them instead of blaming himself.

Clark Kent: oh he would be so smug whenever he sees Bruce and you're not with him.

Especially since he planned it. He might not be as smart as the Batfam but he knows people and especially you.

He knew you weren't ready for such a big mission since you mostly trained with him and fought small gangs in Gotham.

He knew you would panic while fighting and knew you would call for him when you couldn't do it anymore.

The dad part was a surprise but a happy one for Clark, he became so smug when you jumped in his arms when he quickly flew to you.

He did see the glares he received from almost all the batkids and especially Batman, to which he responded with a smug smile while rubbing your back.

He left with you since you didn't want to stay and he also knew Bruce caught the leader so he didn't have any reasons to stay.

Not sure if you also wanted the Batkids but I didn't add them, just comment if you also want to have the batkids reaction and I will add it!

[roxineedstosleep]

Could you do a snippet for yandere platonic Batfam where reader accidentally gets hurt and is able to hide it for a few days until someone (May be Dick?) finds it and asks / gets upset about it? Love your writing!!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Hi there!!!

First of all: Thank you sweetie!

It's been a while since I've written, mostly because of the university, I'm about to graduate and I'm crazy because I'm approaching my final exams (I even have to defend my research work to be able to get my bachelor's degree)!

But, I got to thinking a bit about what you have written above… and even more so because I myself am a little bit crashed after my last film shoot for my final year of my degree. And can I just say that being in a bad way and having to hide it is terrible.

So… here goes!

(I'm sorry if I sound a bit comical in this writing, but I think the best way to get over something is to laugh at yourself a bit so you don't think about the pain too much; I hope you enjoy it anyway.)

Disclaimer: I don't know if you've noticed, but English is not my native/mother tongue. Occasionally, when I think too much, I write them in my language and then translate it in a trusted translator. So, if there's a grammatical problem or a strange term, it's the translator's fault.

Let's face it… having a large family is terribly exhausting.

It's never quiet enough, everyone is in everyone else's business, you can't leave your favorite mermelade in the fridge for less than a day. Someone is always occupying the bathroom or using your favorite shampoo or watching something on TV at too much volume and someone is probably occupying your bed at nap time.

Did I mention about meddling too much in other people's business? Yes? Well… triple it.

Having multiple siblings was new.

Having multiple siblings, a father and a butler/grandfather isn't exactly bread and butter either.

It wouldn't be so bad to belong to a large and numerous one if it was your blood family and you had lived with them all your life. I mean, sometimes blood is too thick and you have no choice but to learn to love them or just be nice to each other.

Like I said, it wouldn't be so bad if they were really your family.

But the Waynes were not your family. Not distant relatives or anything like that.

You were just living your life, as quietly as possible… and poof!

New room, new butler/grandfather, pets beyond belief, 4 new male siblings and a father with serious emotional constipation issues. And, to add more salt to your wound…. all have serious abandonment issues and death-related trauma.

After several escape attempts, sleep strikes, hunger strikes and any other kind of protest that an anarchist could be proud of… you realized that it was simply impossible to get out of this without risking the path of death.

Which, to top it all off, was also unreliable because apparently your older brother Jason had revived as well as another of your siblings. So no, dying was also not a viable option to which one could resort in the worst case scenario.

What to do?

Well, not much. Trying not to die of suffocation of affection or finding a way to have privacy while going to the bathroom just seemed to be the best survival tools you could resort to.

What does that entail?

It implies that Tim was going to give you hours and hours of lectures on his latest discovery of a case, even if you don't understand half the things he's told you or mentioned at all.

Richard and Damian trying to teach you new tricks almost every second, taking you to the Zoo or not leaving you alone to go to the bathroom.

That Jason, oh holy cow he is the only one more relaxed, takes you with him on his motorcycle to eat ice cream and to the public library. Without being able to scape, because it seems that you have a kind of GPS inserted in the bone marrow.

(Sometimes you don't know if it's true or not, but sometimes you also felt pain between your bones, almost during the cold seasons, and you didn't want to burst your poor little head thinking of different viable possibilities knowing them. No scars, no remembering anythins about any surgery).

Have a grandfather who will not hesitate to make you cookies, your favorite foods whenever you want … without leaving you aside at any time.

Plus a terribly quiet father, who if he can will carry you for as long as you spend time together, won't let you near the secret basement and enjoys being in the same room with you.

Do you see any privacy in this?

No, because even at the bathroom door would be the pets trying to get in and see you for themselves while you want to do your business.

The worst of that? Titus always judge you when you close the curtains.

As I mentioned and it was clear: Having a large family implies little privacy… Having a large, obsessive family means NO privacy.

So, knowing that you have over 50 nanochips tracking in all your clothes, two security monitors embedded - God knows how - in your body (monitors that only tell you if you are in designated safe place), 20 high definition surveillance cameras in every room and a Great Dane chasing you like a chick …. How the heck do you fall down the stairs and hit your pelvic bone without anyone noticing?

No kidding, how?

And if you had to blame someone for your fall… you'd totally blame Damian for it.

It's not that the kid pushed you down the stairs, but over time he had tamed himself into various things and relaxed into looking his age. You know!!! He started acting like a normal teenager!

What do Damian's kids do at his age? Well, they leave things lying around and have messing around them when they can, of course they do!

You just wanted some yogurt with orange marmalade. Maybe some oatmeal cookies. Alfred had left it for you in the fridge when he noticed you'd been watching video tutorials on homemade marmalade for hours. Who were you to deny such a gesture of generosity?

I mean, Alfred was the one who allowed you to hide in the attic for hours on end so you could have some time to yourself.

And how did it end? You, slipping down the main stairs of the old Wayne mansion, down a nicely polished wooden staircase, rolling all the way down (which is no small flight of stairs, it should be noted) to the bottom of the first floor.

Now, lying on the ground is not so bad in itself. What is bad is not being able to feel your legs and still not being able to understand how you manage to tidy up your neural wiring so that your legs can still move on their own and go to the kitchen to rescue all the delicacies Alfred left you in time.

And it's a good thing you managed to do it… because within seconds Bart had rushed in to ransack the fridge and the fruit basket.

But that's not the point.

The important thing is that this time you managed, I insist a little on the feat of action, to climb up to your room and not notice how you couldn't really feel your legs.

You ate, you lay down… and to your bad or good luck, you couldn't get up …. and without anyone noticing there was an emergency and everyone went out to sort it out.

Weak limbs, limited movement and you don't want to mention the embarrassing actions you did in order to go to the toilet.

It's not like you hid it either, I mean, there was no one who could even notice because they weren't entirely available to watch you. Nor is it that you would have run away, otherwise they would have been at your side in less than a second.

The detail, as they insist, is that you had probably bruised your back badly and your body was now taxing you extra for your food craving.

I insist, you did not hide anything.

But still, when you're found completely itchy on the floor, ridiculously trying to run away in the direction of the bathroom… that's when everyone really goes crazy.

First, having to carry you and not dying of embarrassment when you notice that Bruce definitely doesn't give a damn about having to carry you to the bathroom and do almost everything for you.

Or having Dick and Jason carry you and fit you into some kind of weird medical scanner they have in the cave.

Or that Tim keeps track of your periods, types of meds you take and, for fuck's sake, knows how the fuck to inject something into your spine.

Or that Damian had the gall to look a little embarrassed when he heard that a pair of boxers lying outside the laundry basket was to blame for all this.

NO matter.

At the end of the day they heal you, pamper you, leave you alone when you need to take a nap and figure out a way to fix it without looking like complete maniacs who built some kind of internal plumbing that sucks up the dirty laundry and throws it straight into the washing machine.

Like the time they didn't look like maniacs by sanding all the edges of the tables and nightstands.

Or the time they bought a whole brand of sanitary towels when they realised that not all women use tampons.

Don't worry, they're looking out for you… even if they look like deranged Arkhan freaks in the process.

[writers-block246]

Jason: wow, you said you want me to die a second time??

Y/N: I literally said that I can’t “crush you with my thighs” because I have to go to work.

Jason: yeah? That’s what I said.

[randomperson3736]

Trauma

Paring(s): Bruce wayne x son! Reader, batboys x brother! Reader

Warning(s): mentions of rape, kidnapping, abuse, boxing, blood, childhood trauma, swearing

Genre: angst, sad

Summary: you're Bruce's adopted son and a vigilante to gotham city, but you have a horrible past you can't escape from.

Word bank: M/N- male name, V/N- vigilante name

Two years ago today, you were found and adopted by the billionaire Bruce wayne A.K.A the infamous batman. He had found you when out on patrol with the others A.K.A nightwing, red hood, red Robin and Robin.

And not long after Bruce had taken you in, you become V/N, the newest vigilante to gotham streets. But no matter how hard the others tried, you never opened up or socialised with any of them. All you did was stay in your room and only ever came out if you wanted food, water, the toilet, school,to train or to go out on patrol.

They didn't blame you for this of course. They knew your past and how you grew up. But they didn't understand why. Even after being with them for two years now you never once did anything with them. Were you not comfortable with them? Did you not like it here? Did you hate them? These questions ran through everyone's head, even damian's.

Bruce and Alfred believed you had depression or PTSD but never said anything beacuse they wanted you to ask for help... but you never did. Everyone feard that you had let your past cloud your whole life. And you couldn't blame them for this worry and fear.

You would snap so easily, train to the point you were bruised and bleeding, never slept for more then 2 hours a night, barley ate anything during the day. They all worried about you and your mental health and you knew that,you really did. You did tried to forget your past, move on from it and be more open with everyone but the past always haunted you.

You grew up in an abusive household with you're so called mother and father. You're mother was a addict who died when you were 7 because of the drugs and you're father was a cruel man who thought he owned the world. When you're mother did died, your father never got over it and blamed you for her death. So he began beating you often, everyday of every hour to the point you nearly died.

That wasn't the worse part of it, oh no. The worse part of it was when your father, the man who was supposed to protect you from anything, would sell you off to other people for money. But he didn't care what they did to you along as he got the fucking money.

That's pretty much how Bruce came across you. It was a cold winter night when your father had beaten you and sold you off to another man who did unspeakable things. The man was also some crazy drug lord who Bruce had been trying to nail for weeks. You looked so broken and empty when Bruce had found you, his heart broke at the sight of you. All their hearts broke at the sight of you.

You were extremely grateful for Bruce and for everyone but you still felt cold and empty even with your new family around. Your past was almost engraved inro your skin like tattoos and every time you thought about it you went to train. Training was almost like an distraction for you. It helped clear your head and get your anger out.

You started punching the punching bag with brutal force, and bare hands....

"WHY?! WHY?!WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!" You didn't even feel or see your hands bleeding nor the blood dripping down the punching bag and onto the cold floor.

Bruce and the others heard this and immediately stormed into the training room to find you in this... numb and empty state.

"Hey... no, no, no, what are you doing?! Hey it's okay... you're okay.... you're safe... you're fine... look at me M/N. You're okay..." Bruce said as he gently pulled you away from the punching bag and into a hug.

You sobbed into Bruce's chest, as each scream and cry that left your throat broke everyone's heart. "I-i'm sorry.... I'm so f-fucking sorry..." you sobbed out. Bruce just rubbed your back, trying to comfort you. "It's okay... you did nothing wrong, you hear me? Nothing" The others soon joined in on the hug, each one trying to comfort you in some way.

They wanted to make sure you felt loved and safe... and you did in that moment for the first time in years, you finally felt at home.

[riotlain]

Could I request the Batfam (Batman and the Batboys) separately reacting to you falling asleep on them?

wompwompwomp

guess whos sick. meee

im sorry if this is short (duke thomas is here hooray🎉🎉)

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Bruce Wayne

Depends on what hes doing

If hes working at home and youre leaning against him/on his lap? He'll probably carry you to bed.

Cant have your spine being fucked up💀💀

If you 2 are on your way home from a gala, meeting, ect and fall asleep on him in the limo he'll ask Alfred to drive slower and make sure the ride is smooth

(As smooth as it gets. Gotham roads arent the best)

He overall finds you falling asleep on him endearing (and a bit concerning. Are you not getting enough sleep??)

Dick Grayson

Im surprised you managed to fall asleep on him😭💀 like mans cannot sit still

Unless youre asleep on him ofc

Def the type to stroke your hair and take pictures of you (with filters at times)

"When did you take these??" "When you were asleep😊"

Has drawn on your face

He dont mean to be creepy bro😭😭

Will attempt to carry you to bed 💪💪

Or put his head on yours (maybe fall asleep if he can)

Goodluck napping by a napping Dick. He snores

Jason Todd

Not used to ppl falling asleep on him and he's all alert when he feels your head on his shoulder

Calms down when he sees you though

He probably takes you to bed the soonest bc that position cannot be comfy 💀

Denies he carried you if he did

"I didnt fall asleep here." "You.. sleepwalked."

If youre one of those people who stop breathing in your sleep he will freak the fuck out💀💀

Tim Drake

You probably try to stay up with him and fall asleep on him after a while

Normal occurrence

He usually keeps you there for a bit and then wakes you up to go sleep on the bed

(Sometimes he goes to bed with you but like💀💀)

If hes too lazy he'll probably just keep working with you drooling on his shoulder

Has taken atleast 1 picture of yall

Damian Wayne

Not used to people being so comfortable around him to be honest. Well people other than Dick I guess

Like when he feels your head lean against his shoulder he'll slowly turn over (bro frozen ngl)

Yea he doesn't know what to do tbh

Very flustered

He thinks you trusting him and being comfortable enough to fall asleep on him is nice tho

Gets lowkey (highkeyish) upset when someone wakes you up (Especially if its TIM)

Duke Thomas

Sees this as an opportunity to cuddle with you more

Like mf will lay his head ontop of your or reposition so yall comfy

Doesnt care if you drool (he prolly does too)

Has probably pranked you atleast oncee but anyways

[thealtoduck]

*Damian tries to insult BatCat!Bro*

BatCat!Bro: Is that really all that you can come up with? You really think you can out insult me?

BatCat!Bro: I’m from the East End i was raised on insults, I’ve been put to bed by our next door neighbour and she’s not a nice lady, you know she tried to sell me once.

BatCat!Bro: And it wasn’t til i got to kindergarten that i learned my name wasn’t ”Garbage-face”…

Dick, Damian and Jason:

[prismuffin]

how would batboys react if their sweet prankster boyfriend just slapped them on the ass and ran off

LMFAOO this put a funny thought in my head, anyways I think that-

Jason would just sigh. He'd stretch, watching you from where he stood as you ran away from him. With little to no effort he caught up to you, grabbing you and hoisting you over his shoulder. It doesn't matter how much you shriek he's not putting you down until you apologize.

Dick would jump slightly, a smirk growing on his face as he runs directly after you. He's going to get you back. It's inevitable. You can't stop him. You unknowingly started a war between you both cause neither of you want to be the last person with their ass slapped. Jokingly gets more flirty and suggestive with you after that, unless you don't want it to be a joke, he's down for that too.

Tim would jump with a gasp, his face going completely red as what you did just clicked for him. He'd groan out your name in embarrassing frustration as he rubs his now slightly stinging ass. Doesn't stop thinking about it all day. When he sees you later he tries to act mad at you but he can't keep up the façade for long after seeing you giggling at him.

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[melloollem]

Evolution of touch||Batboys × No reader gender

Summary: What physical contact with them would be like in a relationship.

Warnings: This is not suggestive, this is a comfort, English is not my native language.

Characters: Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd.

(DC masterlist)

Damian Wayne

I'd start with your shoulders touching, for a while that was as close as you got. When you got into a relationship, he automatically had the thought "we need to be more intimate", so he would just hold your hand as methodically as he felt was necessary and give you a few quick kisses on the cheek at length.

It took him a while to understand that he didn't owe you touch, but that it was something he genuinely wanted. But even after that, you were always responsible for guiding the touch, the difference being that now you were both comfortable with it.

His body didn't stiffen when you got close, on the contrary, he relaxed. When Damian realized how calm he was with your touch, he began to use it as a source of recharge. Was he too tired after a mission? His head will rest on your shoulder, of course, the touches he initiated only happened in private, but it was because Damian relaxed so much when he had you that he couldn't allow this vulnerability to escape in public.

Tim Drake

He's happy to accept, but he never starts any. Since you were just friends, you could give him quick touches and he wouldn't mind.

When you started dating, you could initiate longer touches and he wouldn't mind either, but he still wouldn't initiate anything. Your touch wasn't disposable for him, because he could see the intention, but if you showed your affection in another way, it would be the same for him.

He knows what you want to convey through touch and prefers to reciprocate in another way. But if touch was very important to you, he would create a pattern, certain places on your body that he would always keep his hand on as a way of saying "I appreciate your touch and I see how important it is".

Dick Grayson

When you were just friends, he was as close to you as he was to anyone else, hugs, friendly touches, lengths.

Now, when you started dating, he always had a romantic touch with you, it felt like he was counting down the seconds until the next time to kiss you, he was always hugging you, but it felt like the touches came from a position of pleasing, not like he really wanted your touch.

After a long period of relationship, his touch changes completely. Whereas before he always touched you romantically with the desire to please, now he touches you casually with the desire for comfort. He always kept one part of her body resting on his or the opposite. The kisses were still frequent, but now they came from him wanting to. He was incredibly relaxed in your presence.

Jason Todd

Slow burn, very slow burn. When you were just friends, touches were limited to handshakes. When you started dating, you could always lean on him, kiss him or even hold his arms, but there were clear limits.

You could lean against him, but don't hug him, you could kiss him, but don't take him by surprise, he'd just shy away from your touch, you could hold his arms, but don't hold his hands, he'd feel his reaction time slow down.

For your touch to really begin to deepen, there was nothing you could do, it had to come from Jason. You could only hug him once he got into the habit of doing it with you in search of comfort. You could only kiss him sneakily after he'd done it to you so many times that it would be unfair not to. You could only hold his hands, because he was always the first to pull yours away. This method might be unpleasant for some people, but for Jason it was perfect, knowing that you trusted him would make him trust you.

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I've never seen anyone working on it and it's a great subject to tackle. Duke Thomas is not included because I didn't find enough content to project on top of it, sorry.

[imurlilsparklejumpropequeen]

hi, good morning or evening, can you make an NSFW fic about powerbottom Jason Todd x subTop Male reader? in which they are a couple and M reader is an angel, he is very sweet and all those super cute things😭, but he has a lot of fetishes such as domination, degradation, praise, teasing, overstimulation to the point of crying, marks on the body, having her boyfriend put a dog collar on a leash and stuff? (If any of them bother you, you don't have to wear it!) context is them coming back from a super sweet date and m reader is horny so jason takes him to the room and rides him? (this is my first time requesting something and im embarrassed jaksj😭😭)

Jason Todd x Male Reader

Notes: heyyy so like i forgot about the leash and stuff hope you forgive me <3

Warnings: NSFW!, mlm smut, gay very gay, name calling (tell me if i forgot others)

You and a grumpy Jason just got back from a date, he was pissed that some lowly crook flirted with you.

"Hey jace you fine? You seem grumpier and sulkier than usual?" You questioned your boyfriend as you sat at the edge of the bed wondering why he was in an ill mood

As Jason sat with his back against the headboard you crawled your way in front of him

"C'mon love what's wrong?" You cupped his cheeks with your palms as you ran your thumbs across his lips

In one swift motion your positions switched on the bed, he was now sitting on top of you. His hands on your chest as he gripped the massive pecs

"You know what's wrong you dumb fucking harlot" Now his words struck something within you, a primal instinct of submissiveness that caused the tiniest of whimpers to escape a big man

Jason began to un-buckle your pants, he stripped you of necessary clothing and took a bottle from the bedside table, he then squirted lube on his hand and jerk you off

Another whimper spilled from your lips, each grunt and whimper caused jason to grip harder and quicken his pace

"J-Jace i'm gonna c-cum soon" Like an indication to stop Jason came to a halt. "I can't have you cumming so soon you dirty harlot"

He then unbuckled his pants and positioned his ass on the tip of your penis, anothe quivering whimper came from you as jason lowered himself into your dick

Once he fully lowered himself he began riding you, loud whimpers came from you as your senses became overloaded and overstimulated, he bounced himself up and down on you he began to once again gripping your chest as he rode you.

"What a sensitive bitch" Jason spoke but you couldn't quite hear him too dumb from being overstimulated

"You close?" Jason asked his pace quickening as his orgasm neared. "Y-yes" You whimpered an answer

"Then cum for me, cum inside me, fill me up with your hot cum" he rode and rode he also felt stupid, feeling heavenly as your dick kept hitting his prostate

In a swift motion he grabbed your lips and began making out, in your intense making out you spilled your hot cum within him, while seconds later both of your chests up to your nexts are painted with cum

"Such a good boy, filling me up with your hot cum" Jason lied his head at your neck whispering sweet nothings in your ear