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slut4thebroken · 1 year

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bite me

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Pairing | Jason Todd x vampire!reader

Summary | Jason is an annoying little shit who likes to tease you.

Warnings | Sexual content, 18+, cutting? (barely), blood drinking, oral (male receiving), face fucking, vaginal fingering, hand job, praise, degradation w a sprinkle of humiliation, flirting, kissing, grinding, bad puns.

Words | 4.7 k

Notes | Idk I had a vision one day and this is what came of it. (Also this is part 29373928 of me not being able to find a good gif/pic for Jay 😔)

Ao3 link | <3

Masterlist

You’ve never been an optimist. Ever since you can remember, you’ve had a glass half empty view of the world. There’s no specific reason why, that’s just how you are. Which is why if someone told you you’d be working with crime fighting vigilantes, you would’ve laughed in their face.

People are bad. That’s what you’ve learned so far in your 40 years of life. People are bad and there’s no saving them. “That doesn’t mean we can’t save the good ones from the bad.” He had said. “What good ones?” You asked, but the more you thought about it, the more you understood what he meant.

That’s how you found yourself working with the bat. Or more specifically, the bat boys. Mostly Dick and Jason though.

Mostly Jason.

You tried not to think too hard about that. When you first met, you just clicked. His energy was a near perfect match for yours. That’s not to say you don’t like the other bat boys… Jason’s just different. He’s Jason.

“So you like- drink people’s blood? Or…” That was the first thing he said to you.

“I try not to. But stealing blood bags is a hassle and I love animals too much to do that. I mostly try to hold off for as long as possible so I don’t have to feed as often. That makes me weaker though.” And Bruce couldn't have a weak vigilante underling, so he arranged for you to have a fully stocked fridge of blood bags. You didn’t ask where or how he got them. You can get anything if you have enough money.

“How old are you?” You didn’t mind his curiosity, it’s a natural reaction. After all, it's not everyday people meet a vampire. But you’ve always hated this question in particular. It’s embarrassing. When people think of vampires they think of 100+ year olds. Not someone who’s literally younger than their parents.

“40.”

“How old were you when you turned?”

“20.”

Another reason you and Jason click so well is because of shared trauma. Kind of… You both died. His death was a lot worse than yours and at least you came out of it with abilities, rather than enhancements, but it was nice finally knowing someone who gets it. Most people can’t fathom what it would be like to die and come back to life so they don’t understand how bad it can actually be.

And then there was the flirting. It was less flirting and more just him driving you up the wall to be honest. But either way you loved it. You’d never tell him that though.

It started with more casual jokes like “Are those fangs or are you just happy to see me” and asking if you wanted to “get a bite to eat.” But obviously, because it’s Jason, the more comfortable you got with each other, the more sexual they became.

“What kind of sex do vampires like?” He was trying to hide his smirk and you just rolled your eyes, not acknowledging him. “Vein-illa.” You scoffed and his smirk widened. “What, you don’t like it?”

“No, Jason. I don’t. You’re not funny.” You feigned seriousness but you knew he knew you didn’t mean it.

Another time, he walked into the living room where you were sitting, sipping on a blood bag and reading a book. He sat down next to you and you could feel his eyes on you.

“Is it true what they say about lady vampires?” He asked and you raised your brows as you looked at him with a deadpan expression. “That they really know how to suck.”

Rolling your eyes, you muttered, “Bite me.” Which instantly proved to be a mistake as it gave him another way to tease you.

“I thought that was your thing?” He smirked and you considered moving your foot to kick him in the head. “Come on, don’t be such a sucker. It’s just a joke.”

“Jason,” Your voice was eerily calm, “if you say one more vampire pun, I will rip your throat out so you can’t talk anymore.”

“Not even just one more? To really hit the nail on the coffin.” You slammed your book shut and glared at him as you stood up.

“Come on, babe. I’m just teasing.” He smirked and you started walking away, but he grabbed your wrist and yanked you backwards, making you fall on top of him with your back pressed to his front. “Don’t be mad. Please?” He said lowly, against your ear, making you shiver.

“You’re so annoying, you know that?” You mumbled, settling into your position. He let out a low chuckle and moved his hands to run up and down your thighs.

“Yeah but you love it.”

“Do I now?” Against your will, your voice was turning breathless because of the prolonged proximity.

“Oh definitely.” His hands gravitated toward your inner thighs, but he kept up the motions. “Just like you love me. It was love at first bite.” You groaned in annoyance and moved to stand, but his grip on your thighs tightened and he pulled you back onto his lap.

“Jason,” You warned, trying to sound threatening, “if you don’t let me go, I will rip your throat out.”

“Why? You don’t like being in my lap?” He teased and you huffed.

“No.” You gritted, trying to ignore the way you could smell his arousal and how that made you want to grind your ass back against his dick.

“I think you’re lying, babe.”

“Stop calling me babe. That’s like the worst pet name you could pick.”

Only a week later, you were standing in front of the fridge as you chugged a blood bag. You didn’t really need one yesterday, but today you did so much training that you felt like you were going to collapse any second now.

“I'll let you suck me dry.” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he walked in.

“Shut up.” You muttered, just barely pulling away long enough to get the words out. He chuckled and moved toward you, making you step back the closer he got. When you hit the counter, he placed both hands on either side of your body, caging you in.

You finally finished the blood bag and pulled it away from your mouth, wiping the blood that had dripped onto your bottom lip. When you looked up at him, you found his gaze on your lips for only a second before it moved up to your eyes.

“That’s not very nice, princess. I’m just making a proposal, no need to be so rude.” He said, making you raise your brows.

“A proposal? To what, suck your dick? Hard pass.” You scoffed and tried to push past him, but his grip was unmoving on the counter. You could move him… technically. But… you’re enjoying the game.

“That’s exactly what I’m proposing.” He grinned, making you roll your eyes.

“And why would I do that?” Your confidence never wavered, even as your cheeks started to grow warm.

“Because you like sucking. It’s not all that different, really.”

“No?”

“Nope.”

“What, so anyone who drinks with a straw automatically likes sucking dick? How do you even know I’m not lesbian.” That made him chuckle lowly.

“Princess, you’re not lesbian.” He condescended

“Fuck off.” You groaned, pushing his chest lightly. He retaliated by moving his body forward until he was completely flush against you.

“One of these days I’m gonna fuck that attitude right out of you.” He growled and you swallowed thickly as you watched his eyes darken.

“I’d like to see you try.” You said through a breath.

“I’m sure I will soon.” He smirked, then just walked away from you.

“Do you even like the blood bags?”

“I don’t know how to explain it. They’re not bad… they’re just- it’s like a freshly made pizza versus reheated pizza, you know?”

“Do you want the fresh stuff?”

“Obviously,” You laughed dryly, “but the first and only time I did that, I killed them. So it’s not worth it.” You tried not to focus too much on the memory.

“What if you drank from me?” Your eyes widened as you replayed his words in your head, making sure you heard him right.

“What? No- did you not hear what I just said?”

“You won’t kill me.” He scoffed a laugh and you just stared at him.

“Jason, I’m serious. I can’t control it. And plus, it’s… a lot more- um… erotic, than media makes it out to be.”

“Even better.” His lips curled into a smirk and you felt your cheeks grow warm.

“I still can’t control myself.”

“I think you can. You need to give yourself more credit. What were the circumstances of the last time you drank from someone?”

“It was a few hours after I… woke up, so to speak.”

“That’s completely different. You were starving and barely even knew what was happening. You had a blood bag yesterday and have spent 20 years controlling yourself. Here, I’ll prove it.”

“What?” Before you even finished asking, he was taking a small knife out of his pants. “What are you doing?” You asked nervously, watching as the knife flipped open and he presented his arm.

“Relax, babe.” He brought the blade down to his arm and you stiffened.

“Jason, don’t-“ You cut yourself off with a sharp breath when the scent immediately engulfed you. He removed the knife and you watched a drop of red trail down his arm.

You could feel yourself turning- your eyes changing color and fangs coming out. You squeezed your eyes shut and dug your nails into the palms of your hands.

“Jason…” Your voice was a strained whisper, then you felt his thumb on your lips. Your eyes snapped open as your chest heaved at the scent of his blood right in front of your face.

“It’s okay.” He said quietly, his gaze moving between your eyes and mouth. You couldn’t help it anymore when your lips closed around the digit. Letting out a low groan, your eyes fluttered shut as you sucked his thumb into your mouth more, careful to avoid your fangs.

“How’re you feeling?” His voice broke you from your haze and he removed his thumb, making you whimper.

“More.” You whined, reaching for his arm. He let you take it and watched as your mouth closed around the small cut.

You’d forgotten what fresh blood tastes like. It’s like a cold glass of water when you wake up in the middle of the night. Or a dessert that’s so good, it makes it feel like your mouth it’s having an orgasm.

Your grip on his arm tightened considerably and distantly you heard him wince but he didn’t pull away. The cut was small enough that the amount of blood you got was basically like a shot. And you wanted a full glass.

Your fangs grazed his skin as you panted, getting ready for more. But before you could bite, his free hand grabbed a fistful of hair and he roughly pulled your head away. You whined and sat up on your knees as you tried moving his arm to your mouth but he just tightened his grip and pulled your head back until you were almost looking at the ceiling.

“Please.” If you weren’t so blood drunk, you would've been embarrassed about how whiny your voice sounds. He said your name in a warning and you finally looked at his eyes. The color was almost completely gone because of how dilated his pupils were.

“Don’t be greedy.” The way he reprimanded you was infantilizing. But god if it didn’t make you even needier.

“I need more.” You whimpered. Your mouth was still watering as you panted, desperate to get your mouth back on him. “Please, Jay. You taste so good, please I- I need more.”

“What did I just say?” You let out a choked sob as your hunger rivaled your need for his praise and approval.

“I- I promise I won’t take too much. Just- I just… please.” You cried, practically on top of him now. He removed his hand from your hair and helped you settle on his lap, then placed it on your neck. Your head felt even lighter as he tightened his grip and you couldn’t deny that not only were you drunk on blood but you were drunk on him too.

“Baby… Look at you. So fucking desperate for just a drop. I bet you’d do anything for it, wouldn’t you?” He cooed, the condescending tone flying right over your head. You nodded eagerly and he let out a low chuckle.

“You poor thing. If only there was something I wanted in return…” He pretended to think and you whined once you caught on to what he meant.

“I’ll- I’ll do it.”

“Don’t just say that because you want more blood.”

“No I- I want to. I have wanted to.” His smirk returned.

“Yeah? You were just playing hard to get, is that it?” You hummed in agreement and nodded.

“God I want to so bad.” You groaned. “I can- I can smell you and it’s making me so fucking wet.”

“The smell of my blood makes you wet?” He was teasing you, but there was still a hint of surprise in his voice.

“No- no… I can smell how-“ You let out an embarrassed whine and closed your eyes.

“Tell me, baby.”

“I can smell how turned on you are. And it’s driving me fucking crazy— I can barely think.” He stiffened and you opened your eyes to find him looking at you in shock with pink cheeks.

“Have you always been able to smell that?” He asked quietly and you bit your lip as you nodded.

“It always smells so fucking good. You smell good normally but that just— god I think it’s my favorite scent.” You don’t know why you’re saying all of this. You’d normally be too shy, but something is just making you want to confess everything to him.

“That’s so fucking hot.” He groaned, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. The sight of his neck bared to you made your hips buck forward into his as your mouth watered and your mind went blank. He opened his eyes to find your gaze on his neck and you watched as he swallowed thickly. You could practically hear the blood rushing through his veins.

“You look like you want to eat me.” He chuckled nervously.

“I do.” You whispered, bringing your hand up to drag a finger over his pulse. His breathing grew heavier the longer he watched you. When you subconsciously started leaning toward him, his hand tightened on your neck and he pushed you back a little.

You could overpower him. You know you could. Sure he’s a far better fighter than you, but you’re ten times stronger than he is. When you looked into his eyes though, all fight just evaporated from your body. The only thing you wanted was him. In any form you could have him.

You slowly started moving your hips, grinding your cunt on his length over the far too many layers of clothing. He let out a low groan and took his bottom lip between his teeth as he eyed you.

“What do you wanna suck first?” He gruffed, bringing both hands to your hips to guide your movements.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to get rid of the fangs in my current state to be honest.” You said through a breath, placing your hands on his shoulders and grinding harder against him as you grew more desperate. “It might be better to do that last anyway cause I wasn’t lying when I said blood drinking is more erotic than what everyone thinks.”

“Okay, princess. Have at it.” He leaned his head back on the couch, baring his throat to you.

“You have to stop me though. I don’t want to take too much.” Despite your desperation, you were still terrified of killing him. He agreed and you slowly moved forward. The closer you got, the stronger the scent became. When your nose brushed the delicate skin, you inhaled deeply and closed your eyes. His grip tightened on your hips and his already fast heart rate increased slightly.

“Your heart’s beating really fast.” You whispered, trying to hold off at least until he replied.

“That’s kind of what happens when I have a hot girl on my lap breathing against my neck.” He chuckled breathlessly, but abruptly cut off with a sharp inhale when your fangs brushed his throat.

Your patience finally ran out and you tried to be as gentle as possible when you bit him, but the second the blood rushed into your mouth, all thoughts of that disappeared. You felt the vibrations against your lips as he let out a deep moan when your teeth pierced his skin. You started sucking now and his grip turned bruising on your hips, but after only a second or two, he thrusted up, meeting your movements halfway.

You whimpered at the constant grinding of his bulge against your clit and the taste of him. God you wanted to taste him forever.

“Fuck…” He said through a moan. You snaked a hand up to his hair and gripped it tightly, holding him against your mouth- not that he was trying to move away.

“God- I feel like I’m about to come.” He whined. By now, he was basically using your body to get himself off, you weren’t moving your hips on your own at all anymore. You moaned in acknowledgement but never removed your mouth, wanting to get as much as he’d let you have.

“Fuck- princess, I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.” While a distant part of you wanted him to come in your mouth instead, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop. Unfortunately, he made that choice for you. He grabbed your hair again and pulled you away from him, making you whine loudly.

“As hot as this is, I’d rather come in your mouth.” He rasped, trying to catch his breath. You nodded absentmindedly, but never removed your gaze from his neck. The sight of a drop of blood trailing down had you moving forward before he could stop you. You licked a stripe up his neck, doing your best to control yourself and not dive back in for more. When you reluctantly pulled back again, he gave you a proud smile, making your stomach flutter.

“Think you can get rid of ‘em now?” You nodded and closed your eyes, trying to focus. It took a moment, but once you started focusing on the scent of his arousal rather than his blood, it was pretty easy. Opening your eyes, you gave him a small smile and he pulled you closer, pressing his lips to yours. You gasped but quickly recovered and kissed him back, melting into him and pulling on his hair, trailing your other hand up to rest on his shoulder. His kiss was bruising, but you loved it all the same. When he pulled back, he pressed his forehead against yours, both of your breaths fanning across the other’s face.

“Why the fuck does that feel so good?” He finally asked, both of you releasing breathy laughs.

“I have no clue but I’m glad it does.” You pulled back a few inches so you could look at him. “Now if you don’t mind, I believe you promised me something else to suck on.” You smirked and he raised his brows.

“Wow, a little blood straight from the source and now you’re eager for it, huh? I’ll keep that in mind.” He smirked, making your cheeks heat up. “How ‘bout you show me just how eager you are?” You looked at him with furrowed brows, trying to understand what he meant, even though you were pretty sure you already knew. “Go on, baby. Beg for it.” Your entire face and neck flushed at that.

“You’re pushing your luck.” You narrowed your eyes, playfully.

“See, I don’t think I am.” He raised his brows again, as if he was waiting for a protest that you both knew would never come. “Go ahead, then I’ll give you what you want.” You bit your lip, your pride and neediness waging a war inside you.

“Please.” You muttered, bored.

“Not convinced.” He shrugged, making you glare at him.

“You’re the one who wanted me to do this in the first place!”

“Really? Because I remember you saying you’re the one who “wants it” and “has wanted it.’” He smirked and you clenched your jaw with a huff.

“Please can I suck you off.” You tried to put a little more emotion into it.

“Suck what?” You let out an annoyed groan and rolled your eyes.

“Your cock. I wanna suck your cock… please.” You mumbled, not being able to meet his gaze.

“There we go,” He cooed mockingly, “that wasn’t so hard was it?” You scowled, making him chuckle. Sliding off of him, you landed on your knees between his legs. You eyed his bulge and bit your lip, not being able to control your thighs squeezing together. He placed his hands behind his head and settled into the couch with a smirk.

“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll bite it.” You growled, making his smirk widen.

“Just admiring the view.” Ignoring him, you reached up to undo his pants, then tentatively freed his cock. He really did look like he was about to come any second now. The tip was so red it almost looked painful and you watched as it twitched in your grip, desperate for more stimulation.

Slowly leaning down, you licked the bead of precum on the top as you looked up at him through your lashes, making him let out a low groan.

“Fuck my face.” You whispered, breath fanning his cock.

“Fuck- are you sure?” Even though you didn’t answer yet, his hand was still making its way to your hair, running his fingers through it before gripping lightly.

“Yes.” He didn’t need any more convincing. Wrapping your lips around the head of his cock, you swirled your tongue around it as you waited for him to start. He all but whimpered as he slowly pushed you down his length, not stopping until your lips reached the base. You watched his chest heave as he moved his other hand to join the one already in your hair. He adjusted his grip, then started moving you up and down his length.

When he threw his head back with a low moan, you eyed the remaining blood that was starting to drip down his neck. Even though you wanted nothing more than to taste him again, you had to force your thoughts elsewhere before your fangs reappeared.

He started moving your head faster now, still pushing you all the way down, despite your light gagging and choking. It wasn’t long before he was holding your head still and thrusting up into your mouth, bucking his hips wildly as he chased his orgasm.

“Shit- I’m not gonna last,” He said through a moan, only thrusting a few more times before pushing your head all the way down and holding you there. You felt hot come hitting the back of your throat and you let out a garbled moan, making him whimper.

Fucking whimper.

That made you push a hand down your underwear and start rubbing fast circles on your clit. Which he seemed to appreciate, since it made you moan around his length again. His sounds died down until he sagged into the couch, chest heaving. His grip on your hair relaxed and you slowly pulled off of him, making sure to swallow any remaining come that didn’t immediately make its way down your throat.

“Jay,” You whined, voice raspy and needy. He opened his eyes and looked down at you, then trailed his gaze down your body. Even though him watching was making you nervous, you couldn’t stop touching yourself. “Please.”

“What are you begging for, princess?” He gave you a sleepy smile and stroked your hair gently.

“Wanna come.” You whimpered, leaning into his touch.

“Yeah?” All you could do was nod. “You poor thing.” He cooed, cupping your cheek before pulling you up to straddle his legs. His hands rubbed up and down your thighs teasingly, making you whine.

“Please.” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes and it wasn’t long before he folded. He brought his hand to the apex of your thighs and lightly brushed his fingers over your clothed heat. Your breath hitched as your hips bucked into his touch and you were about to tell him to hurry up but his hand was already making its way inside your pants and underwear. When he ran two fingers through your dripping folds, he cursed under his breath.

“Sucking my cock did this?” He asked breathlessly. All you could do was whine and nod. “Or was it sucking my blood…” His fingers just barely brushed over your hole and your clit, teasing you.

“Both.” You whined, hips squirming. “Jay, c’mon.” Before you could even finish those two words, he was inserting a finger. You choked on a gasp and brought your hands up to hold on to his shoulders. He moved it fast inside you as the heel of his hand stimulated your clit and you could already feel yourself nearing your orgasm.

You squeezed your eyes shut, head falling forward as you panted and moaned. When you opened your eyes, you were met with the sight of his cock, still wet from your mouth, getting hard again. So you moved your hand down and grasped it, immediately stroking to bring him back to full hardness.

“Shit— fuck, princess… Sensitive,” He gasped out, hips bucking up into your hand despite his words. You raised your head to look at his face and almost moaned at his expression. His brows were furrowed, mouth open in a silent moan, eyes dark and half lidded.

“I wanna come…” You whispered, biting your bottom lip and stroking his cock faster. When he pushed a second finger inside, you whimpered, grinding down on his hand.

“I bet you do.” He said, trying and failing to hide the smirk growing on his lips.

“Jay,” you whined, almost obnoxiously, “please.”

“I dunno… doesn’t really seem like you want it that bad.” He shrugged, fingers picking up the pace.

“I do! Please let me come, I need it.” He let out a low chuckle and raised his brows.

“You need it, huh?” You replied with a whimper and a nod. “Okay, princess. Since you need it so bad, go ahead.” He smirked. You all but breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you.” You whispered, closing your eyes to ready yourself.

“Look at me.” Your eyes opened, wondering why he was prolonging it. “Good girl. I want you to keep your eyes on me as you come, understand?” You clenched around his fingers at the praise and agreed. You did your best to focus on stroking his cock so he could maybe come with you, but as you neared the edge, it became increasingly more difficult. Your eyes flickered between his face and his cock, and when you saw the precum beading at the tip, you dragged your thumb over it and lifted it to your mouth, moaning at the taste. He cursed under his breath and moved his fingers even faster inside you.

When you finally fell over the edge, you squeezed your eyes shut, but quickly opened them again when you remembered his words. His fingers never even faltered as your walls fluttered around them. When you started unconsciously humping his hand to get the most of your orgasm, you felt his cock twitch in your hand and you looked down, finding spurts of come shooting out, landing on his shirt and your hand. You whimpered at the sound of his moans, feeling your fading arousal start to return.

When his fingers slowed to a stop, you did the same with your hand, then let go of his softening length. You winced when he slid his fingers out, but your lips parted when he sucked your arousal off of them, letting out an exaggerated moan at the taste.

“Stop being a tease.” You frowned, making him smirk.

“You love it.”

You just rolled your eyes, biting your lip to hide your smile.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #jason todd x reader smut #vampire!reader

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slythepuffle · 4 months

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I'm getting writer's block for my Spooky Month stuff, so I'm now going to share some of my DC stuff. Here's my Cryptid Batfam Guide, starting with the "official" main family members (feat. my OC).

I tried to name them all after birds/bats. Mostly birds.

Bruce Wayne-

Alias: "The Bat"; Brucie

Cryptid Type: Vampire

Media Portrayal: Rich, Ditzy Playboy as Brucie; Demonic Shadow Creature as The Bat

Richard "Dick" Grayson-Wayne

Alias: Robin (Formerly); Nightingale

Cryptid Type: Angel/Winged Humanoid

Media Portrayal: Naive Socialite as Dick; Vengeful Ghost Child as Robin; Fallen Angel as Nightingale

Jason Todd-Wayne

Alias: Robin (Formerly); Red Hood (Formerly); Red Hawk

Cryptid Type: Ghoul

Media Portrayal: Rebellious Punk as Jason; Vengeful Ghost Child as Robin; Resurrected Crime Lord as Red Hood; Zombie-Turned-Demon as Red Hawk

Cassiopeia "Cassi" Costella-Wayne

Alias: Spirit (Formerly); Pipistrelle

Cryptid Type: Undead/Ghost Witch

Media Portrayal: Shy + Sweet Groundskeeper; Anguished, Resurrected Ghost as Spirit; Ghost-Turned-Stone as Pipistrelle

Timothy "Tim" Drake-Wayne

Alias: Robin (Formerly); Flame Robin (Formerly); Oriole

Cryptid Type: Wereavian

Media Portrayal: Introverted Genius as Tim; Vengeful Ghost Child as Robin; Robin's Shadow Come to Life as Flame Robin; Demonic Shapeshifter as Oriole

Cassandra "Cass" Cain-Wayne

Alias: Orphan (Formerly); Noctule (Formerly); Starling

Cryptid Type: Siren

Media Portrayal: Silent Social Butterfly as Cass; Deadly Assassin as Orphan; Demon of Gotham as Batgirl; Living Shadow as Starling

Damian Wayne

Alias: Robin

Cryptid Type: Half-Vampire

Media Portrayal: Fierce + Socially Awkward as Damian; Vengeful Ghost Child as Robin

Duke Thomas-Wayne

Alias: Signal

Cryptid Type: None (? - Meta-Human)

Media Portrayal: Polite Foster Child as Duke; Sentient Android/Bat-Signal as Signal

Questions, comments, suggestions, leave down below!

EDIT: Decided to change 'Batgirl' to Noctule after the Noctule bat because I wanted to give them more unique names

#dc universe #batfam #cryptid batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #cassandra cain #damian wayne #duke thomas #dc oc #Clan Cryptid AU

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kawaistrawberry21 · 6 months

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Wayne Manor Shenanigans: A Summer to Remember

As the Wayne family prepared for their three-month overseas business trip, Cordelia Wayne couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and mischief bubbling within her. With her parents, Bruce and Roxanne, and Alfred Pennyworth, the loyal family butler, all away, the Manor was theirs to enjoy.Cordelia, with her infectious energy and adventurous spirit, had already concocted a plan to turn their temporary freedom into an unforgettable summer. She gathered her three adopted older brothers—Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Tim Drake—and her younger half-brother, Damian Wayne, around the grand fireplace in the living room."Guys, I've got an idea," Cordelia announced, a mischievous glint in her eyes.The brothers exchanged knowing looks, bracing themselves for whatever wild scheme Cordelia had cooked up this time."Let's turn Wayne Manor into the ultimate party zone!" she exclaimed.Dick chuckled, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I'm in. But we better make sure we don't destroy the place before Mom and Dad get back."Jason raised an eyebrow. "Are we talking about a low-key hangout or a full-blown rave?"Cordelia grinned. "Why not both? We've got three whole months to make memories."Tim, ever the voice of reason, spoke up. "We should probably set some ground rules. No inviting strangers, no illegal substances, and definitely no breaking anything valuable."Damian rolled his eyes. "This is going to be utterly chaotic."And chaotic it was.Over the next few weeks, Wayne Manor transformed into a haven of laughter, music, and adventure. Cordelia and her brothers hosted movie nights in the Batcave, impromptu picnics in the sprawling gardens, and epic Nerf gun battles throughout the halls.They even threw a themed costume party, with Dick dressing up as a swashbuckling pirate, Jason as a brooding vampire, Tim as a mad scientist, Cordelia as a fearless warrior princess, and Damian begrudgingly donning a makeshift superhero costume.Despite the occasional mishap—a broken vase here, a spilled drink there—the Wayne siblings reveled in their newfound freedom and bonded like never before. They shared stories, secrets, and inside jokes, creating memories that would last a lifetime.But as the end of summer drew near, a sense of bittersweetness hung in the air. The thought of their parents returning brought a mixture of excitement and dread. They would miss the chaos and camaraderie of their summer escapades, but they also looked forward to reuniting with their family.On the eve of their parents' homecoming, the Wayne siblings gathered one last time in the living room, surrounded by remnants of their summer adventures."We may have turned Wayne Manor into a bit of a mess," Cordelia said, a wistful smile on her face, "but we also turned it into a home."Her brothers nodded in agreement, their bond stronger than ever.As the clock struck midnight, signaling the end of their summer escapade, the Wayne siblings shared one final group hug, knowing that no matter where life took them, they would always have each other.And as Bruce, Roxanne, and Alfred returned home, greeted by the sight of their children—messy hair, tired eyes, but hearts full of love—they knew that Wayne Manor had been in good hands.For Cordelia Wayne and her brothers, this summer would be remembered as a time of adventure, laughter, and most importantly, family.

#dcu #bruce wayne #batman #jason todd #batfam #OC #Just ignore my fanfiction #dick grayson #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #Roxanne Everly Northland (OC)#Cordelia Emery Wayne ( OC )#Red hood #night wing #red robin dc #robin dc

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burningexeter · 2 months

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The Wildwood Universe

What is it —

A headcanon shared universe of all these different kinds of media from all genres that take place in the same universe. Different places, different times and most of all, different tones.

• Wildwood (2025)

• The Night Gardener (LAIKA)

• Oz (HBO)

• The Wire

• Breaking Bad

— Better Call Saul

— El Camino: A Breaking Bad Movie

• Sons Of Anarchy

— Mayans MC

• The West Wing

• The X Files (the first nine seasons)

— Millennium

— The Lone Gunmen

— Fight The Future

• Buffy The Vampire Slayer

— Angel

• Seinfeld

• Malcolm In The Middle

• Arrested Development (the first three seasons)

• Drake & Josh

— Drake & Josh Go Hollywood

— Merry Christmas, Drake & Josh

• Freaks & Geeks

• Undeclared

• My So-Called Life

• Dawson's Creek

• Party Of Five

• Skins (U.K.)

• Shameless (U.S.)

• Black Books

• The Office (U.S.)

• Parks and Recreation

• Modern Family

• Weeds (the first three or six seasons)

• Orange Is The New Black

• The Venture Bros.

— Radiant Is The Blood Of The Baboon Heart

• LOST

• Heroes

• Fringe

• Pushing Daisies

• Hannibal (NBC)

• Todd McFarlane's Spawn Trilogy (HBO)

• Baccano! (English Dub)

• Hellsing Ultimate (English Dub)

— The Dawn (English Dub)

• Black Lagoon (English Dub)

• Monster (English Dub)

• Death Note (English Dub)

• Durarara!! (English Dub)

— Durarara!! x2 (English Dub)

• Attack On Titan (English Dub)

• A Certain Magical Index (English Dub)

— A Certain Scientific Railgun (English Dub)

— A Certain Scientific Accelerator (English Dub)

— The Miracle Of Endymon (English Dub)

• Chuck (NBC)

• Brooklyn Nine-Nine

• NYPD Blue

• 24

— Live Another Day

• Prison Break (the first two seasons)

• Twin Peaks (Original Series)

— Fire Walk With Me

— The Return

• Tales From The Crypt (HBO)

— The first five episodes of Season 1

— Cutting Cards, The Thing From The Grave, The Sacrifice, For Cryin' Out Loud, Four-Sided Triangle, Judy, You're Not Yourself Today, Fitting Punishment, Lower Berth, Mute Witness To Murder & Television Terror

— Abra Cadaver, Top Billing, Easel Kill Ya, Undertaking Palor, Deadline & Yellow

— None But The Lonely Heart, On A Deadman's Chest, Beauty Rest, What's Cookin', The New Arrival, Showdown, King Of The Road, Maniac At Large, Split Personality & Strung Along

— Forever Ambergris, People Who Live In Brass Hearses, Two For The Show, Well Cooked Hams, Came The Dawn & Half-Way Horrible

— Only Skin Deep, The Bribe, The Assassin, Staired In Horror, Surprise Party & You, Murderer

— Fatal Caper, Escape, Horror In The Night, Cold War, The Kidnapper, Report From The Grave & Confession

• Thief (1981)

• Heat (1995)

• Reservoir Dogs

• True Romance

• Natural Born Killers

• Pulp Fiction

• Kill Bill Vol. 1 & 2

• Inglourious Basterds

• Django Unchained

• The Hateful Eight

• From Dusk Till Dawn

• Trick r Treat

• Krampus

• Doctor Who (1963 - 2017)

— Doctor Who: The Movie (1996)

— Torchwood

— The Sarah Jane Adventures

— Class (2016)

• Good Omens (Amazon Prime)

• Friday The 13th (1980) & A Nightmare On Elm Street (1984)

— Part 2

— Part 3

— The Final Chapter

— Jason Lives

— The New Blood

— Jason Goes To Hell: The Final Friday

— Freddy's Revenge

— Dream Warriors

— The Dream Master

— The Dream Child

— Freddy Vs. Jason

• The Evil Dead Trilogy

— Ash Vs. Evil Dead

• The People Under The Stairs

• Nightbooks (2021)

• Dog Soldiers

• Big Trouble In Little China

• Overlord (2018)

• Scream Queens

• Nip/Tuck

• Remedy Connected Universe

— Alan Wake

— Alan Wake II

— Control

• Borderlands (2009)

— Borderlands 2

— Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel

— Tales From The Borderlands

— Borderlands 3

— New Tales From The Borderlands

— Tiny Tina's Wonderlands

• Silent Hill (1999)

— Silent Hill 2

— Silent Hill 3

— Silent Hill 4: The Room

• Misfits

• Veronica Mars (Original Series)

— Veronica Mars (2014)

— Veronica Mars (Hulu)

• Bones

• Castle

• Attack The Block (2011)

• E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial

• Family Matters

• The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air

• Martin

• The Bernie Mac Show

• Pair Of Kings

• Beverly Hills Cop

— Beverly Hills Cop II

— Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F

• Rush Hour

— Rush Hour 2

• Friday (1995)

— Next Friday

— Friday After Next

• The 'Burbs

• Heathers

• Hot Fuzz

• Dead Like Me

• Wonderfalls

• Death Becomes Her

• Nope (2022)

• Close Encounters Of The Third Kind

• The Secret Of NIMH (1982)

• Contact (1997)

• Flatliners (1990)

• Rango (2011)

• The Spiderwick Chronicles (2008)

• The Mummy (1999)

— The Mummy Returns

• The Jungle Book (1994)

• The Invisible Man (2020)

• Wolf Man (2025)

• Ginger Snaps

— Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed

• Let Me In (2010)

• Erma (Webcomic Series)

• Keeper Of The Lost Cities (Animated Series)

• MirrorMasks

• Gargoyles (Reboot)

• Huntik (Reboot)

• W.I.T.C.H. (Reboot)

• Walking Dead: The Animation

• The Dark Harvest (Animated Series)

• Knightriders (1981)

• Bioshock

— Bioshock 2

— Bioshock Infinite

• Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare (2019)

— Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare II (2022)

• John Wick

— John Wick: Chapter 2

— John Wick: Chapter 3 – Parabellum

— John Wick: Chapter 4

• Atomic Blonde

• Nobody (2021)

• Shaolin Soccer

• The Adventures Of Tintin (2011)

• Titanfall 2

• Snatch (2000)

And that is literally not even all of it.

It will continue, just give me some more time.

#wildwood #the wildwood chronicles #colin meloy #laika #stop motion #shared universe #genres

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igotanidea · 10 months

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Eyes open: Jason Todd x banshee!reader part 2

part 1: not an average girl.

dedication: this is for my long anon, obviously ;) :*

warnings: some easter eggs, cause it's not only dc x reader, but also marvel x reader :D

***

We live in times plagued by an epidemic of loneliness.

8 miliard people in the world and yet - so many of them keep on carrying the weight of their own troubles by themselves, not having a single person to talk to.

8 miliard people and more often than not, even those who are surrounded by people on every day basis feels like they have no one they could truly trust and open up to.

And Y/N felt it too.

Even when living in her little town where everyone knew everyone.

So once she moved to New York, which was like a whole new world and seeing the see of people, the lights and neons and commercials on every corner, the cars and underground and having to deal with to many things and stimuli all at one, almost gave her anxiety.

But she was strong, she had to push through and try and figure out who she was and - hopefully - what was her place in the world.

And that was why she choose the big apple.

***

Her conversation with her mum was not as bad as she might have expected, but also - the topic of the discussion couldn’t be further from normal.

A banshee.

She was a freaking banshee, also known as the messenger of the death.

Definitely every young woman’s dream, right?

And - classic - no one bothered to inform her about it and she had to find out from some dying talking wolf.

Y/N could barely remember the walk from forest to home, believing what happened to her was just a crazy dream, from which she would wake up any second and end up laughing about whatever her tired, stressed mind have been producing.

But this was not a dream, it was reality.

And even thought she didn’t look like an Irish demon there was still something in her blood that give her some special abilities.

In other words - she was a freak.

„Y/N! Just calm down!” her mother cried out, seeing Y/N’s pale face and trembling hands. In return she got a desperate half-chuckle, half-sob and spilled cup of tea. „Look, I had no idea you will be the gifted one and -”

„gifted? How is that gifted?! It’s more like a curse.

„Y/N--”

„don;t Y/N me!”

„oh, please” her mother almost rolled her eyes at Y/N’s distress. „You make a fuss about something you have no idea about and --”

„I have no idea.” the girl interrupted „because someone kept it a secret from me-”

„Told you I had no idea that it would be you who -”

‘but you knew it was a general possibility!!”

„I was lucky enough for the mutation to omit my generation-”

„Lucky?! So you’re admitting it is in fact a curse!”

„could you please stop yelling?” her mother stood up abruptly and moved to close the door shut. „they don;t need to know.” she was obviously referring to Y/N’s stepdad and stepsister.

„How?! Why?! What else don’t I know?!Is there a vampire in the family as well? Or- maybe you’ll tell me that grandma was a werewolf?!”

„This is not a freaking twilight Y/N! Or whatever other teenage movie you have watched!”

„But sure as hell is starts to remind me of teen wolf!”

„Stop screaming!”

„No, you stop screaming!”

The truth was, that they were both screaming at each other and closed door did nothing to muffle the sounds. The voices were echoing through the entire house, even though the individual words were incomprehensible. (luckily for the rest of the household).

„Just say it, you were ashamed you had a daughter with some mutation!”

„For the third time - I didn’t know!I had my suspicions it could be you but-”

„You what?” Y/N;s voice got way more hurt and angered, all the emotions escaped from her like from a popped balloon after hearing this half-sentence. „Mum....”

„I’m sorry, sweetie...” her mother grabbed both of her hands squeezing them reassuringly, trying to make Y/N look into her eyes „I truly am, I should have told you about family blood, but I wanted to protect you....”

„Classic excuse.” the girl muttered

„classic excuse of a concerned parent.”

„i;m not a kid anymore! I’m 17! Almost 18!”

„you were not ready for it, Y/N.”

„well now I have to confront this crazy reality without any previous preparation! God, mum! It’s like waking up one day bleeding from the uterus without knowing what period is!”

„Did you just compared being a banshee to menstruation?” her mother chocked on the tea,

„I did not --oh...” her eyes grew wide „oh, damn, I did” she chuckled once, then twice and before she noticed, both she and her mother were laughing out loud about quite unfortunate parallel, the tension gone almost instantly.

„so what now?” the girl asked after a moment

„What do you mean?”

„dunno. You tell me. Do I get some training or something? How do I control it?”

„You don’t.”

„I don’t?!”

Her mother only shook her head.

„It’s not like in the movies or in the books. There is no magic switch that allows you to just turn it off or on. You just have to explore it by yourself.”

„are you sure there’s no instruction manual?”

„definitely not. It;s an individual matter and you have to find your own path” her mother just said

„Well, for the whole not-a-movie line of thinking, this one sentence kind of broke the whole argumentation....”

***

Her own path.

Since, technically speaking she still felt like a freak, it got the wheels in her brain turning.

What was the best place to find out herself and get to learn how to live with her so called gift?

What was the only city that could possibly accept another enhanced human?

Where on Earth she would both fit in the crowd and got space for pursuing the individuality?

Well-

She’s always been a fan of the Avengers....

***

New York.

To quote the classic: concrete jungle where dreams are made of.

Mhm. Right.

But before you reach your mental Empire State building, you have to adjust and become a countryman starting from learning the right accent ending on the skill of stopping the cabs in the never ending traffic and crowd.

18 year old girl living alone in a foreign city.

So many things could go wrong.

But for the first time in her life she felt like she was the one making choices and taking control of her own life. Freaking powerful feeling. And hey! She was a banshee! A literal banshee so everyone better make way cause here she comes!

Being smart and resourceful she got into NYU on R&D and technology faculty and all signs in heaven and earth was showing that she was on the highway to an internship at Stark Industries. If only it wasn’t for this little nerd named Peter Parker.... She could feel something was off with him.

***

So, generally speaking, life was good.

Except for the loneliness. The worst kind of it, loneliness in the crowd when on one hand you feel like a part of buzzing life and estranged and cut out from society on the other.

But with 8 miliard people in the world, almost 19 millions in NY you just got to keep your eyes open.

***

They first met in the pots and pans section of the supermarket.

She was looking at an air fryer placed at the top that came with the Iron Man puzzle gift set.

Even though she was taller than most of her peers, she couldn't reach it. To hell with high store shelves!

Just as she was about to take a quick trip to shoe shop just to buy a pair of high heels for help, a pair of strong arms appeared in front of her and handed her the air fryer she wanted.

She took it dully, her eyes following those arms once more, her mind restless.

It was another air fryer, different in that the other one came with the Captain America puzzle gift set.

Before she knew it, she was giving a thumbs up.

Just then, he looked over at her.

The first thing she noticed was how handsome he was, and the second thing made her chuckle because he gave her a thumbs up as well. Talk about modern communication where gestures serves as words,.

"You have good taste," he told her, along with a devilish grin, that only confirmed her belief he gave her the star spangled man piece on purpose.

„considering what I was going for - definitely.” she laughed „but thank you either way.”

„wait.” he made a funny face „you’re not actually telling me you prefer the guy with money and technology over the actual hero.”

She smirked. It was no secret that there has always been a bit of civil war between Tony’s and Steve’s fans.

„And what if I do?” Y/N teased, shocked by her own boldness.Maybe the city was having bigger effect on her than she previously thought.

She smirked. It was no secret that there has always been a bit of civil war between Tony’s and Steve’s fans.

„And what if I do?” Y/N teased, shocked by her own boldness.Maybe the city was having bigger effect on her than she previously thought.

'There are so many wrong things with that sentence" the guy rolled his eyes, almost as if he got some first hand experience with billionaire heroes/vigilantes "I suppose I’ll have to convince you you’re wrong?”

„Huh! Classic mansplaining?”

„Say, would you like a cup of coffee? My treat." he raised an eyebrow and she hesitated. After all he was a stranger. „Backing down from a challenge, princess?”

„Oh it’s on!” he was a stanger and she was a banshee. If anyone would feel upcoming tragedy it would definitely be her.

Yeah... you just gotta keep your eyes open.

Out of all the places in the world - Jason and Y/N’s story began in a small household appliances department.

....

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x y/n #red hood x y/n #jason todd x oc #red hood x oc #avengers x reader #dc x reader #marvel x reader #jason todd fluff

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welcometosasakiworld · 2 years

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DP x DC prompt #2

I don't remember where exactly I read it, but it was on a fic in ao3.

Jason Todd is an dhampir, a human and vampire hybrid, but dying somewhat killed his human half, making his bloodlust higher.

Danny is a dhampir, but he is not alive. His human-half turned into ghost-half. Thanks to ghost and vampire biology fucking up his body, he does need more blood to survive.

Jason go visit Amity Park (the reason you can create) and meet Danny, who he immediately recognizes as a dhampir. Danny can sense Jason is ecto-contaminated but not a halfa. After a while they end up dating.

#dp x dc #danny phantom #writing prompts #dp au #danny fenton #dp x dc prompt #dc x dp #dead on main #dhampir danny and jason #blood drinking #they marked each other as mates by exchanging blood #sasaki prompts

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intriq · 1 year

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[direct this to whichever character u please it'd be funny to me]

walks in here and FALLS TO THE FLOOR and starts LOUDLY SOBBING WAILING CRYIBG

"Little moon? Are you okay? What's wrong?" -alfred

"WHY ARE THEY CRYING??" -tim

"does it really look like I fucking know?" -jason

#alfred pennyworth #jason todd #tim drake #little moon au #half vampire jason todd

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ao3feed-birdflash · 1 month

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#IFTTT #fanfic #dick grayson #wally west #dickwally #birdflash

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arguablysomaya · 1 year

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This is a bit niche but Babs and Tim interacting with each other fic recs if you have any? Or if not just young justice being insane lol

i actually don't think i've seen too much of babs & tim... i do have some insane yj tho

by @charleswaterloo

There is an enormous container ship called the Ever Given stuck in the Suez Canal. Young Justice is on the case. During their short adventure, they also: make a massive sand sculpture, enjoy some fanfiction, and unblock the Suez Canal. Not in that order. * ‘I am thinking,’ Tim said, with extreme calm, ‘that you have made something that looks like a very large penis when viewed from above.’

‘It’s a dick and balls, yeah,’ Bart said without embarrassment. ‘It’s poetic! I’m ending the journey like it started.’ * ‘Did you-’ Dick began, laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe, ‘did you really tell him to: "at least make the shaft bigger”? Bart told Wally, and he told me but I have to know if it’s true, Tim. My life depends on it.’

i've probably recc'd this before but this crackfic should be given a plaque

by UntoldDepths

Tim's got a board zoom meeting in 15 minutes at Way Too Early and nothing ready to wear. His friends are absolutely no help and probably half the reason.

young justice are thirstyyyy

by @withthekeyisking-writer

When an alien invasion falls upon the Earth, Dick loses everything he holds dear.

Until he wakes up again.

Actually a crime this fic doesn't have more recognition

by Jonaira, Kimi_f

Conner was sure of only three things. One, Tim was a vampire. Two, he maybe really liked the guy. And three, Tim unconditionally and irrevocably hated him.

Conner has never really fit in. Pulled between a life of luxury, high expectations, and neglect with Lex or anonymity, living paycheck to paycheck, and awkward distance with Clark, Conner chooses the latter. He abandons his life in sunny Hawaii, leaving him miserable and biding his time until he can move out. That is, until he meets the dazzling Wayne family, and decides to unravel their supernatural mystery. Whether the Waynes like it or not.

Twilight AU. Kind of.

I have no excuse.

by Killthespare

The League has fallen. The team is dead. All that’s left is for Dick Grayson to pick up the pieces and move forward.

Easier said than done.

AU where dick grayson has to rebuild superhero society after failsafe kills a bunch of people. CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED!!!!!!! I'M NOT JOKING, PEOPLE SHOULD BE PROSECUTED

by wearealltalesintheend

Instead of dropping out of college to join Bludhaven Police Department, Dick Grayson takes a job at Gotham's Parks and Recreation Department.

In different ways, everyone follows.

Or, Parks and Rec AU

how much drama could one park even have?

by JadedJewels

Kyle lives in New York. Well, when he’s not living on Oa. He’s also kinda sorta dating Jason Todd and the batkids want to see what he’s all about. Kyle just thinks he’s lucky Batman himself hasn’t climbed through his window.

technically not about young justice but idc I wanted to rec it so here it is

by @leaping--lizards

Teen Titans Rebirth: Damian doesn't have any friends Me: okay but how about no

or, Damian Wayne's thirteenth birthday, done right.

An entire fic of damian being like that one tt audio "you asked me to make friends, I made friends. it was a task. i complete tasks."

#i love doing theseeeee #fic rec #batfam #batfam fic rec #batfam fanfiction #dc comics #batman #batman fanfiction #batfamily #dc #dcu #shut up somaya #dc universe #yj #young justice

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redhead-batgal · 2 years

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Hey hun! So I was looking through your Halloween Prompt list I saw some that I though would go great together. So the first one is with Dick, the prompts are 11, 16, 17, 23, and 32, and the reader is his best friend. The second is for Jason, the prompts are 6, 8, 9, 10, and 18, and the reader(or OC) is like an actual witch they can either just be like best friends or dating either works🤷🏾‍♀️. 💙💙

Type: Drabbles

Pairings: Best Friend! Reader x Dick Greyson/Nightwing & Witch! Reader x Jason Todd/Red Hood

Prompts: 🎃 11: "It’s a bat on a leash.” “It’s my pet vampire, excuse you.” 🎃 16: “Spooky scary skeletons-" “Dancing on rainbows!” “That’s not- it doesn’t- never mind.” 🎃 17: "For the skeleton war!” 🎃 23: “Horror movie? Do you mean my life?” 🎃 32: “Bats are supposed to hang upside down, that’s how I knew he was a vampire.” “I’m literally a human!” 🎃6: “Hexs or Ex’s you choose.” 🎃8: “Devils day, devils day! The day demons and goblins love to play.” 🎃9: “This my incompetent dipshit, is a summoning circle.” 🎃10: “For the last fucking time a Ouija board is not a placemat.” 🎃18: “If i see one more stain on my grimoire I’m going to kill someone.”

Dick 💙-

"So, what are you doing tonight?" You asked an eyebrow raised a half smile on your face.

Dick sighed before shrugging, " I volunteered to take Dames trick or treating tonight."

"Cool! I was planning on warching horror movies with my roomate, but they bailed on me."

Dick looked at you blinked a few times before there was a clattering of footsteps racing up the stairs.

"RICHARD! RICHARD, TELL ME THIS ISN'T TRUE."

You blinked before turning towards the door and seeing it slam open. Damian stood in the doorway his face flushed with someone following just behind him laughing.

It was Steph a broad smile on her face as she continued in a conversation she must had been having with Damian.

“Bats are supposed to hang upside down, that’s how I knew he was a vampire.” she remarked and behind her Tim sighed,

“I’m literally a human!”

Damian gestured to Steph dramatically his body trembling. Steph turned to you laughing as she winked.

"Teasing him is so fun. Watch this."

Walking towards Damian, she began leaning on his should batting her eyes before shouting,

"FOR THE SKELETON WAR!"

Damian then out a groan pressing his face into his hands whimpering. A giggle escaped you and you noted Cass slipped into the room.

"She cannot be joining us for the night, Richard- Richard please!"

You bit back a smile and shared a knowing look with Steph. Dick laughed, leaning towards him you smiled saying,

"Spooky scary skeletons-"

"Dancing on rainbows!" Steph exclaimed.

A laugh of sorts escaped you as Dick shook his head.

“That’s not- it doesn’t- never mind.”

Leaning over you ran a hand through Dick's hair before winking at him and remarking,

"You should have known my dickie boy."

He sighed and nodded. Pushing yourself up you smiled and looked around the room before moving away from the couch.

"Well, I should be going. I don't what to delay you guys."

Dick sat up and Damian lunged forwards. He grabbed onto your arms and shook you slightly.

"No, Y/N. Please come with us! I do not think I can survive Brown and Drake's antics if you are not there."

You blinked and you looked over to see Steph pulling a stuffed animal bat with a collar around it out of nowhere. She showed it to Dick who raised an eyebrow.

"It's a bat on a leash." He muttered.

Steph blinked before gasping, "It’s my pet vampire, excuse you.”

A snort escaped you and you looked down at Damian before sighing.

"Fine, Fine little gremlin, I'll come with you."

Dick suddenly looked over to the two of you and smiled brightly, "Awesome! Do you want to do a group costume?"

"Oooo we could be the justice league!" Steph automatical shouts, "I'll be black canary! Dickie you should be supes and Damian you should be-"

"Of course, I should be Batman, like father."

"I was thinking Green Lantern." Steph continued causing Damian to glare at her, you giggled, and she looked to you.

"Y/N will be Batman."

You should your head, raising your hands, "How about something simpler?"

Steph turned to you, eyebrow raised high on her forehead.

"What should we be then?"

"Uhm, I don't know. Maybe Charlie Brown and the gang?"

Steph blinked before smiling brightly and nodded, "OH YES. I love that idea!!!"

Dick nodded as well, and Damian furrowed his brow.

"Charlie Brown? What is this? Is he a relative of Browns?"

You blinked a few times before pointing at him and saying, "He should be Charlie. I call snoopy!"

Dick jumped up but before he could say anything Steph lept towards you, "I'm Woodstock!"

Dick's jaw dropped and you laughed patting her head, "Alright. Let's do Charlie Brown. And after we get candy, we are watching It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. No protests!"

There was a moment of silence before Damian sighed and nodded, "Fine."

"Yay! Let's get dressed."

Jason 🔫-

“Devils' day, devils' day! The day demons and goblins love to play.”

Children squealed as a woman dressed in a huge hideous hat and pointy shoes wiggled her fingers at them. You rolled your eyes scowling.

"That is a destructive stereotype." You muttered.

An arm was suddenly around your shoulder, and you blinked to find Jason leaning on you.

"Aw come on Sweetheart, it's Halloween, get in the spirit."

Grinding your teeth, you leaned against Jason half hissing.

"Halloween was originally a holiday for witches not it's mocking witches. It's offensive."

Jason shrugged, wrapping an arm around your waist before you sighed.

Staring at the kids in costumes running around and adults in elaborate costumes chatting in corners you wrinkled your nose.

"I have to go; I have some things I need to do before the nights over."

Wrapping his arms tighter around you, Jason pressed his face into your neck.

"Nooo, I can't be here without you. The old man and dick will not leave me alone."

You paused looking up at him and then you smiled.

"Fine, you can come with me. But my roommate might have customers so keep that in mind."

Jason bounced slightly before pausing and pressing his face against yours.

"Which roommate is this?"

"The 'This my incompetent dipshit, is a summoning circle.' one”

"Ah," Jason remarked shrugging, "Sure, let's go!"

Turning towards the door, the two of you began walking out of the room when you noticed a bowl setting on a familiar looking wooden rectangle.

Recognation raced over you and you hissed out a snarl shaking your head.

"Sweetheart, whats wrong?"

Your hands shook and you spotted Bruce nearby and yanked yourself from Jason's grasps. Storming towards Bruce, you raised a hand. Grabbing onto Bruce's collar you pulled him towards the bowl and gestured towards the rectangle.

"Y/N what is going on- oh... is the placemat upsetting you?" Bruce muttered.

“For the last fucking time," You nearly shouted, "a Ouija board is not a placemat.”

Bruce blinked in surprise and with that, you released his collar and walked back towards Jason.

"Let's go Jay, I'm tired."

With that, the two of you walked out the door. It did not take long to get back to your apartment. You knocked three times as you usually did when you brought Jason over and walked into the room.

“If," One of your roommates snarled to another, "I see one more stain on my grimoire, I’m going to kill someone.”

You rubbed your forehead as the other roommate shrugged and pointed to yet another one who was on the phone.

"It's hexes or Ex's, you chose."

Sighing you turned back towards the door pulling Jason with you.

"You know what, I can do that stuff later, let's go to your place."

Jason nodded and allowed you to pull him out the door. "Man," He muttered pulling you against him as you walked down the hall, "I love Halloween."

You rolled your eyes before leaning on his shoulder and sighing, "I guess it's not too bad."

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