#ch: robin

[muppetsdaily]

THE MUPPET MOVIE (1979) dir. James Frawley

[macabrewhims]

𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥?

𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵,

𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬

𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦

[samgelina-jolie]

[warwickroyals]

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What are the RO's general attitudes and opinions towards love? Do they believe in love at first sight? How do they tend to act with someone they're interested in? Are there traditional courting rituals as such in this world?

Oooo. Tough one.

I'll start with courting rituals. It varies depending on where you're from. Ithel and Ausones tend to be fairly monogamous as a standard and there's prolonged courtships with outings and gifts and such. Nassenia is polygamous and it's expected to have lovers but the lovers must be approved of by the head of the house (usually a parent or higher ranking spouse) before anything serious happens. After the wedding it'd be expected that any lover be approved of by Lux and given the imperial bloodline in play it's rare for consorts of that rank to be allowed lovers even though the Emperor/Empress can take as many as they wish without so much as a by-your-leave from their spouse. So before approval it tends to be a lot of group outings that can be disguised as Not Dates unless those involved are the sort not to care about ruining their reputation. Khemian marriages are usually arranged by the priests or seers to be auspicious but they're even less concerned about extramarital sex than Nasenii are. Different regions will have their own variations too. The Kimbric Isles don't really practice marriage but it's considered acceptable for guardians to duel and kill anyone with whom their wards are involved with if they don't approve of the treatment or the person or the treatment of any children by their family that the partner has claimed. Courtship tends to be more asking a friend or companion you know and trust if they want a relationship, while commitment is really only truly implied by sharing custody of children or ships.

Lux thinks it is a beautiful thing but that they would never have something that soft. At least nothing that soft that would survive. They mostly get confused by their first affections and that makes them stand offish and gives them chronic foot-in-mouth. Love at first sight is for the sort of happy fools that really everyone should be surprised are still alive.

Rune honestly doesn't think about love until they return to Ausones and the MC is 17 and they just kinda get struck by who they are then. Because were they always that beautiful? What happened to that scrawny brat they remember trailing after them? They are deeply awkward about it, partially because of what they're going through at the time with their new scars and abilities. No thoughts on love at first sight, they gotta keep Auberon from stabbing someone with a bird again.

Marcus believes that some people can have love at first sight. He also knows if that ever happened to him his mother would probably have them murdered unless it suited her agenda so he doesn't hope for it at all. When he starts feeling genuine affection the sparkly prince charming routine dies off and he tries to be more genuinely himself which is much quieter but still kind.

Caerwyn has loved before. He is honestly more shocked by the fact that it happened again every time it does. (Vampire, long life.) He's honestly not much different between lover and friend with how he acts except for the whole being open to kissing and sex. That and he makes long-term promises without blinking or even realizing that he did.

Rossella believes in love at first sight. She just thinks it applies to food more than people. Love in general is a headache (the threat of betrothal to men that she thinks of as brothers soured any thoughts of it), but she's probably the most comfortable jumping in and being flirty. She doesn't plan on asking permission but she needs to be careful about who she chooses to throw her reputation as a perfect and ideal young lady away on.

Robin thinks love at first sight is for books and movies. Good thing that's what FCW is, huh? I'm not entirely sure how she's going to be when interested but so far she's feeling like she's gonna be the most blushy and shiest of the ROs. Mostly she loves love - it makes for excellent stories and songs but she doesn't have a lot of practical experience there.

[goldfishinaplasticbag]

writing damian in chapter 16 right now and he's so freaking adorable i had to take a break to doodle him. look at him. little guy eating his little sandwich.

[joy-girl]

One Piece 1133 // Robin and Saul's reunion 🥹❤️

Bonus reaction:

[dcmultiverse]

Batman & Robin dir. Joel Schumacher | 1997

[00mutation00]

I WORKED MY ASS OF FOR THIS

Low key love the way it came out it’s giving the vibes I wanted it too and everything

As y’all know am a big Timkon shiper sooooo got to draw them on a date and wanting to just hold hands

And they are holding hands your honor

And then I was like well if am gonna draw them I kinda need to draw the trio am i right?

So Bart is here too



But it’s also 7 am at the moment soooo am gonna go to bed and wait for this to flip

💖💖💖

[ditzydoe444]

okay but im just thinking about perv!jay having to teach puppy!reader how to properly please him because she’s just so stupid and doesn’t know how to take a dick as big as his :(( and hes all mean about it too!! making her sputter and drool all over his dick when he teaches her how to take him or pinning her down with his weight as he literally splits her in half!!

— your (new) fav, 🍓 (if thats not taken!!)

MDNI 18+

pervet!jason x puppy!reader

jason todd smut

a/n: you’ve been added as 🍓 anon!! :))

“just gotta relax sweet thing,” jason cooed as he was in between your thighs, you laying on your back staring at him with your wide puppy eyes. “all you have to do is lay down and take it, don’t cry”, his hands rubbed against your thighs softly for reassurance despite his slightly mean tone.

“you’re gonna be fine,” he said lowly, as he nudged his fat tip towards your entrance. slowly, he sank an inch into you, your warm wet folds greeting him in. “so tight, not gonna be hard, just need you to be all dumb for me ok?” his hands gently squeezing your stomach. you were so goddamn right he could’ve came right there and then.

it was hard for jason to control himself, he was a big 6’5 man who was 250lbs, he could fuck you into oblivion if he wanted. though hearing your small pathetic whines broke him from his trance, remembering how you would struggle to take him in. “s-so big!” you whined, attempting to wiggle away, but jason had you pinned down.

“take it sweet thing, you’ve done it before,” it was true, you’ve taken him before, but that doesn’t make it any less harder. no matter the almost of foreplay could ever make you fully prepared for his sheer size. he was just too damn big. “j-jay!” you cried, the stretch was slightly painful, though the feeling of being filled by him was enough to make you roll your eyes back.

jason was not in the mood for your tears, all you had to do was lay there and take his cock like slut, clearly, you were too damn dumb and pathetic you couldn’t even do that. “you’re already halfway,” his voice sharp and deep. although, that wasn’t what you wanted to hear, “j-just halfway?” your eyes widen. your cunt was being stretched beyond possible, being split into half and he wasn’t even fully in?

jason let out a low chuckle, “i know, but you’re a big girl aren’t ya? you can take me.” jason knew how much you hated being looked down on, even though you struggled to take him in, you would never back down. “so damn dumb and can’t even take something as simple as dick,” jason grunted as he sank in, the remaining inches disappearing between your felt folds.

“j-jay!” you moaned pathetically, but jason didn’t care anymore, not when he could feel you clenching around him. “don’t ya dare fucking move, if you, i’ll pin you down and fuck you hard.” he warned, his tone was clearly not up for negotiation.

it wasn’t long before any type of self restraint was gone, jason balls deep in you, his thrusts hard and deep hitting all of your sweet spots. the room was filled with the bed creaking, your pathetic whines and skin slapping against each other. “such a dumb puppy aren’t ya?” he teased seeing how your eyes rolled, your mouth pathetically open in an ‘o’ shape. it was funny how dumb you could get just from his dick alone, and you were already so damn dumb to begin with.

“t-too big,” you whined as you started seeing stars from the sheer size of him. “and you are too damn dumb, shut up and take it,” he grunted, his thrusts harder as his balls hit your ass cheek.

“i love splitting this pretty little cunt open,” he groaned at the sight. “and i love its dumb owner.” you were his girl, his obedient sweetheart who would get fucked dumb beyond belief behind closed doors.

[s0ftpining]

your best friend, i'm the one you must rely on

platonic soulmates commission for @manycoloureddays ❤️

[every-monkey-d-luffy]

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

CASUAL

is it casual? is it casual now?

chapter two and a half

NSFW. MINORS DNI.

tim drake x reader

series inspired by Casual by Chappell Roan

readers can expect: sexual acts (in a car) such as fingering, cunnilingus, sex in both cowgirl and missionary positions, cream pie, reader is on birth control, sort of edging, a bit of taunting in the dirty talk, use of 'sweetheart,' a repeat panty thief, tim mysteriously knowing where reader lives, blurry relationship lines. duh. happy reading!

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it’s almost a week later when…

your phone buzzes loudly on the bed from where you tossed it earlier.

“what the-”

incoming caller: drake

your clock reads 11:27 pm. you don’t pick up.

you have a test tomorrow. you have a pimple coming in on your cheek. you’re in your pajamas, for christ’s sake. no. you don’t pick up. 

and it’s not the first call of his you’ve ignored this week either. your phone log is littered with his name in a bright, angry red. you’ve been so strong. 

your phone buzzes again, just once this time. 

“come out.” 

….

what? 

you don’t remember ever giving tim your address. 

a peek out your window proves his presence, his sleek black car looming on the street outside of your house. it’s been a quiet night, your neighborhood soundtracked by the whirr of insects and the occasional car driving by. you let the curtain fall back into place, your feet doing a nervous shuffle as your brain moves 1,000 miles a minute. 

is he going to stay there until you come out? is he here to apologize, confess his undying love and devotion to you? you huff out a bitter laugh. fat chance. you’re not together.. but he figured out where you live? 

and he’s here. he showed up. at practically midnight, to….? to what? see you? 

he…wants to see you?

unfortunately that’s all it takes for you to shuffle into a pair of flip flops and head outside. 

“took you long enough.” his tone is dry, the glint in his eyes setting off a chill that travels up the length of your spine and back down several times over. 

he’s upset. 

“patience is a virtue, drake.” you squeeze out your reply, tucking your hands under your thighs. you squint out into the night, through the pristine windshield. settling back into the lush leather seat just reminds you again who you’re dealing with. 

“since when have i ever cared about virtue, sweetheart?” his finger finds your chin, nudging you over so you face him. his eyes are all over you, hungry. you laugh under your breath, rolling your eyes. what the fuck, right? 

“that’s right.” he replies, at your non-answer.

his lips are on yours, his arm is around your waist, he’s pulling you into the center console, pulling you closer to him. you kiss him back, a wave of anger and burning want cresting deep inside of you. you’re not together but he’s kissing you like you’re the best thing he’s ever tasted. you bite his bottom lip, relishing the way he feels between your teeth. he moans into your mouth and your heartbeat pounds in your ears. what even is this for him? fun? a fuck and run? 

you run your fingers through the thick locks of his hair, pulling as his tongue swipes your clit again. he lifts his head to look at you as your legs jerk, waves of pleasure racking your body. 

“still mad, sweetheart?” the cocky smile he’s wearing makes you want to scream. you use your hands in his hair to pull him back down, trying to shut him up. tim works quickly, pulling you close to the edge, so so close, just to lean back again. he kisses the inside of your thighs, tender and sweet, but smiling at your frustrated groans. 

“drake.” 

“not convincing enough…you don’t seem like you want it that bad.” 

“tim,” you say, through gritted teeth. you’re so over his shit.

“hmm…” he teases your entrance with the pad of his middle finger. 

“timothy.” 

“that’s more like it.” he slides it in, pumping it once, twice, before adding his ring finger and curling them inside of you. 

you can’t reply, too focused on the way he’s slowly easing the burning ache between your legs into something bigger, something hotter. coaxing the flame into an inferno as pleasure has you arching your back and digging your nails into his bicep.

he releases the breath he was holding once he’s fully seated inside of you. 

you’re connected like a pair of puzzle pieces. his hand finds your hair, wrapping the length around his fist. he thrusts once, slowly, before almost pulling all the way back out. you whimper, hooking your heels behind his back. he pinches one of your thighs, making you squirm. 

he thrusts in again, hard, his hips slamming into yours. you moan out loud, completely involuntarily. the glint in his eyes is back, but you barely get a glimpse before he’s throwing his head back, groaning through his teeth. 

“made me wait, so, so long-” he cuts himself with a groan.

“it’s been a week, drake.” your reply is punctuated with his hand on your tit, squeezing, hard. 

“what, sweetheart?” he bites out, his facial features harsh in the low light.

“i-, tim,” your brows are knitted together in confusion, a frustrating swirl of emotions flooding your body. pleasure, hurt, frustration, want, need.

 his pace has slowed, and he’s bent low, right in your face. you lean forward, trying to kiss him, but he only lets you get so close before he’s pulling away. 

just out of reach. his pace picks up again and the friction has you sobbing, your toes curling as he teases your clit. his gaze is burning into yours, the pleasure building, growing, deep inside of you, threatening to take you all the way, push you over the edge, and you’re there, you’re—

tim stops, pulling all the way out. he shifts, his thighs spread as he leans back against the seats. he looks over at you. 

“you wanna take over for me?” except it’s not really a question. 

his eyes are unreadable. he’s acting nonchalant but you can feel the need rolling off of him in waves. 

you nod, your eyebrows furrowed. he’s being so weird. he shoots you a little half smile, using his thumb to smooth out the dents on between your brows. 

you’re straddling him, slowly easing down. tim’s hands are running up and down your thighs, his touch familiar. 

this is the first time he’s ever said anything about you on top. 

you in control. 

he’s already moved the front seats forward, so you have plenty of room.  

you move your hips, hesitant. tim moves further down, leaning back more. watching.

you find a rhythm that works for you, hits all the right spots. you’re gasping out, your hands roaming tim’s shoulders and neck as his sit on your waist.

his eyes are on you, obviously engrossed in your actions. he’s nodding, giving you his approval. the look in his eyes is almost..proud. little sounds escape from behind his gritted teeth, his fingers squeezing into the meat of your hips. you want to package them up and save them for later.

you’ve never seen him let go like this before. he is one for control, always. obviously in his every day life, and as you’ve learned, especially in bed.

he’s learned how your body reacts. pulling you accordingly, as if on a rope, hand over hand, to a precipice.​ to the finish line.

just to keep you away from it.

because he can.

tim’s so attentive, so sharp, so alert. never misses a thing. that’s why he’s not surprised when you stop, breathing hard. your hands cover your face. tim wants you on top and you can’t even deliver. but your core aches from working for your pleasure, your body growing weak from the repetition. 

“tim, i can’t-” you barely pant out the words before his hips are finishing the work yours couldn’t. your arms go around his neck while his fall into place easily. one looped around your back, the other gripping at your ass as he thrusts into you relentlessly. he gives it a slap, one that stings, sending a spark up your spine. 

“i got you, sweetheart,” he whispers into your ear, dark and breathy. “always so worried, huh?” 

you can hear the smug smile in his voice. he’s just showing off now, running his mouth and doing all the work.

“..so worried i won’t let you finish.” 

he leans you away from him, watching the way your tits bounce with heavy-lidded eyes. his thumb finds your clit easily, getting you back towards the edge he had pulled you away from so abruptly. you shudder and fall apart in his arms, tim pulling you close again to thrust until he’s finished too. he inhales harshly, once, before groaning loudly, his arms tight around your torso. his release fills you, burning hot as it mixes with your own. 

“needed that,” he grunts out. “..needed you.” 

you thread your hands through his messy hair, smiling down at him. he smiles back, it's small, barely a stretch of the lips, but he looks content. satisfied.

you giggle, shoving him off. “drake, i have a test in the morning!”

“so?” he pulls you back towards him, kissing your cheek, your jaw, your neck. 

“so, i’d like to pass it?”

“i can make a couple of calls.” his thumb bumps your clit, and it’s so, so sensitive, but you force yourself to ignore it. 

“wha-? timothy.” you extract yourself again, and he lets you this time. his lip is pouty, the swell of it just heightening the effect. you level a look at him, and he runs a hand through his hair, nodding. 

“okay, okay, fine, whatever. go.” 

you grab your flip flops, try to smooth your hair down. 

you stumble out of the car, his words following you:

“and sweetheart?” 

you turn, holding your breath. his cheeks are pink, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

“pick up when i call you.” 

you make it back inside, closing your bedroom door and leaning back against it. you clench your thighs together, the warmth between your legs threatening to drip down, down, down. 

you realize: you’re not wearing any underwear. 

fuck, drake, again?

god, you’d been so strong.

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@dfgcbgdc @benditlikegumby93 @agent-nobody-knows @jaybunsblog @astermos-74 @ravenna-reid @borutoistrash1-blog @slut4animedilfs @nuggget-consumer-9000 @turtleturtleturtleturtleneck @hellishattempt @trashhighwaybird @sergeant-angels-trashcan @lilithskywalker @natsukicookies

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[samgelina-jolie]

[warwickroyals]

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If you wanted to get the cast talking for hours uninterrupted, what’s your best bet? What subjects are they most knowledgeable/passionate about?

Oh man. That's a good one. We've a very large cast so let me know if I forgot anyone you were curious about!

Let's see -

Auberon is that annoying brother who will absolutely gush about his sibling and not be stopped once he's begun. Less effusively: he also legitimately enjoys cooking and he adores Ausones and is usually happy to talk about home. Just be warned he WILL end up on a tangent about how the year's fishing prospects are affecting his tax calculations and why he wants to murder his ancestors for literally carving a city into a mountain - do you know how much of a pain it is to do road planning when you have a giant cliff between the harbor and market?! He's probably the only of my nobles who legitimately enjoys being a noble because he LIKES handling that responsibility, just he will get caught up about it if given a long enough chance. Modern AU he'd probably end up like a DA or some other kind of politician.

The mentors are all passionate about the areas they teach, unsurprisingly. Not sure if any of them have proper hobbies outside that besides Zaphon and his gardening. I mean, I'm sure they do, just I don't know them yet. I suppose Halli would claim watching Zaphon garden counts, but he'd mostly be joking since he sunburns so easily he doesn't get to linger long.

The Luxes take some prying to get them to open up verbally, though they're more open in letters. They haven't let themselves think about much but their army and how best to take care of the people in it and the empire at large since Octavia's death and they ended up pushed into the role of a Commander earlier than they expected. They do enjoy magic and swordplay but it's something they'll probably only share with MCs that are Viria's or Halli's students. Often if they have any free time it's spent doing whatever their closest ones want to do. When they were younger their favorite thing to do was getting a picnic packed and going riding with their siblings (and whatever guards were stuck watching them) away from all the eyes in court just to be for a little bit.

Marcus is better at pretending he's happy to be focused on but he's a lot like Lux where he's happiest when allowed to quietly exist in the company of those he loves. He likes music, though he doesn't play anything since his mother dismissed the need for it, and loves art. Octavia liked to sketch and paint so she used to bully her siblings into doing it with her. Marcus took to it too though he usually only talks with Rossella about it as an adult.

Rossella is actually happy to talk to, well, anyone. She'll talk about almost anything remotely interesting to people she trusts enough to leave off her Court Persona for. That's mostly Lux or Marc but she's legitimately friendly if you can survive finding out that her greatest joy in life tends to be pranks of mostly benign nature on her loved ones so even unromanced MCs have a good shot at being subjected to her terrible humor. She's also legitimately interested in medicine and healing, and frequently frustrated by her limitations as a court noble - she'd rather be using her gifts where they are needed instead of just quietly making sure that none of the poisonings she witnesses are actually lethal because that's just what Nasenii nobles do for fun.

Caerwyn by virtue of being old AF has gone through many hobbies. Romanced MC's WILL be learning how to defend themselves with knives or daggers, that is not optional even if he has to make you practice using surprise attacks without your permission. That's mostly out of guilt concern but he also legitimately enjoys a spar. He's another one that enjoys talking as long as he likes who he's talking to, but you'll probably need to be prepared to be made fun of. He's rather fond of teasing. He's secretly very fond of reading travel diaries, for all he's lived centuries he's never left Ithel before coming to Ausones, but he's always wanted to just go exploring and so he's fond of anything that lets him learn more or talks of hypothetical plans once he's more trusting.

Rune would really just like the Medulloi siblings to stop giving them headaches. (Not really, they love them both.) Rune is good at what they do - fighting, protection, and all those knightly skills they've learned as a Leleux. (Their relationship with their adoptive family is... complicated. Their father is sworn as a knight to Evil Uncle and Rune takes the oath of fideles to Auberon as soon as they are old enough for it to be allowed. They are loved and love their father too but it's complicated since their father to know that he only lives because Auberon is a better man than his liege had been and refused to betray Rune.) They enjoy reading and usually have something tucked into a pocket or carried around that they can read while waiting around for Auberon to finish committing treason. They also just like company when they exercise. Auberon, Viria, and Halli are frequently running or sparring partners for them as they reach adulthood because sometimes they just have to burn off energy but it's not fun for them solo.

Robin.... Robin enjoys fairy tales, fiction, history, manga, and the bardic arts. She loves music and composing - it's why she's a bard at all. Also meeting new people and seeing new places. She also adores magic but the only kind she can do is the stuff done with enchanted items since she doesn't have a magical Knack (which is very disappointing but who needs magic when you can smile and play music instead?).