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goggles-mcgee · 5 months

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A Little Birdy Told Me 20

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Beginning Last Chapter

Summary: Damian continues to try and get more information about the akuma class and Marinette while Dick is having an off day and just wants it to get better.

Only one brother gets what they want.

CH 20:

Damian may have jumped the gun on that one.

He admitted that, willingly, in the privacy of his own mind.

“To Dupain-Cheng? I mean sure but why would you like to know.” Chloe asked with narrowed sharp eyes.

Bourgeois was sharp, as were all his acquaintances so there was no point in lying, though he was confident he could do so flawlessly, his acquaintances had proved to be somewhat trustful. They all kept secrets if asked unless it was something trivial which confused him to no end. Allegra could ask they don’t tell anyone what she shared with them when it came to her having trouble mentally or her parents fighting but the group would tell almost everyone in the group how Claude had a crush on so-and-so from class-whatever. Richard said that is just how teenagers and friends are but it didn’t make sense to Damian and he tried many times to make it make sense. The only thing that made him feel better is the fact his father also didn’t understand. When he was in med school he told him how his study group kept his fear of bats to themselves but when he admitted to not being a fan of some musician that that information was shared and laughed at, but he stated clearly that the laughing wasn’t at him, just at the information as a study group member had explained. Again. It was strange, but Damian felt like this wasn’t one of those moments that they would share his information with others.

“It goes without saying that what I tell you does not leave this table,” he began, “I know I said that if I knew something I wouldn’t tell, but given Bourgeois’s forthcoming, I too can be a little forthcoming. Dupain-Cheng is now a ward of my Father for the rest of the exchange.”

Vogel nodded and glared at everyone at the table as if to ward them off even thinking of telling anyone what Damian was saying. It was…nice and appreciated. Vogul reminded him of Cassandra sometimes and it always left him feeling warm yet wrongfooted. The blonde wasn’t his sister but sometimes she felt like it and that also confused him. Nonetheless he gave Vogel a small nod of appreciation. “After the events at Wayne Tower and what followed, it was decided that my father take care of Dupain-Cheng for the remainder of the trip and actual chaperones are being flown in. The original plan of having the class merge with ours has been effectively thrown out the window and negotiations are being made where to place everyone as they will be separated. Dupain-Cheng and her friends will join our class but it hasn’t been decided where Rossi and her sycophants will go.”

Allaway pursed his lips together and looked deep in thought, it was like he was trying to organize everything that was said and unsaid. He was someone who liked puzzles and mysteries. “You guys are building a case?” It was posed as a question but Damian knew the other boy better. It was a statement. Damian simply leaned back in his chair to give Allaway his attention, it took the boy some time to voice his thoughts so Damian waited before responding. “The question is, who is the case against?”

“I would think that obvious by now Allaway.” Damian scoffed.

Allaway stared at Damian intensely until he let out a deep sigh, “Yeah, I know, I was saying it to be dramatic.”

“You’re always dramatic.” Damian countered.

“No. That’s Claude.” Allaway shot right back.

“Guilty!” Hardy sing-songed. Damian conceded. Hardy was always dramatic. Every announcement he made to the group or even the school was so rich in dramatics that Damian wondered if the boy practiced what he said every day to make sure it was the perfect amount of dramatic or if it was something instinctual. Damian felt like it was the latter. Sometimes Hardy’s dramatics confused him but Vogel was good at explaining what the dramatic boy was saying, she was basically the Hardy Translator.

“We are getting off topic.” Bourgeois sighed. “You really want to know everything that witch did to Dupain-Cheng, Wayne? Then you better buckle in and take notes.

Damian nodded and pressed the hidden button on his watch that Lucius Fox and his son Lucas upgraded at Bruce’s request, that would record the rest of the conversation. Though he did take out a notebook and pen, he never wrote in pencil, writing in pencil showed you were not confident in your writing or knowledge. He was trying to break out of the habit though as it was one Ra’s made sure ‘stuck’ with his heir. His grandfather would never settle for anything less than perfect and the one time Damian took a test in front of his grandfather and used a pencil, he was punished. Damian hid a wince at the memories of that particular lesson and instead stared at his watch, it was a replica of his Grandfather's watch , the one he wore when he was murdered. It was a bit morbid but it was the thought behind it that made it one of Damian’s most prized possessions.

It had been a little after he had been…introduced to his father and a little before his father’s seeming demise at Darkseid’s hand that Bruce had taken Damian aside into his study to talk to him. Damian thought it would be another reprimand of his methods but had been surprised when Bruce handed him a small box with a bow on it. He had been so hesitant, so wary, so suspicious that his father had gently taken the box from him and opened it to show a watch. A rather nice watch though Damian had noted its somewhat dated design. Like someone had purposefully made it look vintage. “ It’s made to look like my father’s watch, your grandfather, though I have no doubt you were…informed of my parents before you came here -”

“ I know everything about you, Father, and my grandparents .” Damian had interrupted, eager to prove his knowledge, his worth.

“ I don’t doubt that, Damian, but you were told about them by people who did not know them. That makes all the difference. There is time for stories so you get to know them like I knew them but this is the first one I will tell you. ” Bruce had looked sincere yet a bit uncomfortable, Damian had chalked it up to his father’s weakness of not getting over his parent’s death. Such a weakness was not allowed in the League, but Damian had said nothing of the fact even if he could. Richard had been teaching him just because you could doesn’t mean you should. It was confusing but his father seemed to agree with the sentiment so Damian was doing his best to learn it.

His father continued. “ When my father was ten, his father bought him his first watch. I never met my grandfather, but when I was young, my father told me grandfather wanted to start a new Wayne tradition. When the heir of the family turned ten, they would be gifted a watch. I’m afraid that the reason is lost in time and forgotten memories but my father wanted to continue this tradition. I got my watch on my birthday and 9 days later my parents died. My father had been wearing his birthday watch that night .”

Damian hadn’t wanted to interrupt but he did want to touch the watch and his father seemed to understand that so he passed back the gift and watched as Damian had caressed the face of the watch with his thumb.

“ I admit that I have bought your brother's watches as well but I know you are struggling to accept them. I won’t lie and say I understand but I want to feel connected to them, to me, to this family. I wasn’t able to give you a watch on your birthday but I am giving it to you now. I had this made for you in the image of your grandfather’s watch because I want to show you how important you are to this family and me. I could have easily given you a new watch as I had your brother’s but you deserve a connection to your roots. I hope you like it. ”

Damian had only nodded but the small smile his father gave in return had filled him with such warmth he hadn’t known what to do other than let his father put the watch on him. Later, Alfred would explain that Bruce had the watch built with many hidden features to keep Damian safe and to make sure his son wouldn’t be without a way out of a situation. The watch was made to resemble the Rolex Submariner that Damian had seen in a case along with a broken pearl necklace and some loose grimy pearls. He knows they were keepsakes of his grandparents that Bruce kept in a protected case in the Cave. He didn’t really believe it would make him feel any more connected to the Wayne name than him already being Bruce Wayne’s biological son but wearing the watch and seeing the original in its case when he was down in the Cave actually did make him feel connected in a way he couldn’t explain. Thus it became one of his most prized possessions much like his first straight double edged sword his mother gave him for the earliest birthdays he could remember.

Damian inhaled slowly then exhaled to bring himself out of his memory before he looked up at Bourgeois and gave her a short nod. “Proceed.”

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Dick was doing all he could to relax and show Marinette the company’s botanical gardens as it was something she had wanted to do. It was good to see her smile and flit from plant to plant like a little honey bee or something, but Dick couldn’t get rid of his tension completely. He was always like that after dealing with Two-Face even if it wasn’t the usual confrontation between the two, i.e mask to two faces but it still left him feeling the same. Angry, restless and most annoyingly, scared. He wasn’t the same little scared Robin but dealing with Two-Face always made him feel like he was. He thought he worked past all that! But seeing Marinette in his arms with a gun pressed to her head brought uncomfortable flashbacks of a different tiny black-haired blue-eyed child. A child who got cocky in his skills as Robin and helper of Batman. He could still feel the long-since healed injuries throb in phantom pain. Dick couldn’t help the flash of another black-haired blue-eyed child, older than the first when he learned that being Robin wasn’t magical or whimsical. Thinking of that never did him any good, if anything it brought about an enormous amount of guilt and anger that Dick didn’t know what to do with.

“Mari-gold?” A very familiar voice pulled Dick out of his thoughts and he cursed himself for being so distracted.

“Ivy!” Marinette shouted out in glee as she ran to hug the woman she had seen fairly recently. It made Dick smile though, this kid loved with her whole heart and it was something he admired.

“Now what are you doing here, Sapling?”

“I came here with Mister Dick and Mister Tim. Though we lost Tim pretty early on.” Oh yeah, they did. Though Dick was willing to bet Tim just went to the coffee shop nearby, he seemed to have a built in radar for knowing where they were no matter what part of town they were in. It was kind of funny though since Tim wasn’t even a big fan of coffee, he more so just needed the caffeine. The guy preferred tea but he was really particular about which places made the best tea, specifically a good ol’ Dirty Chai.

“And what brings you to the Gardens today, Ive?” Dick asked, deciding to partake in the conversation.

“Oh just making sure they are doing okay and to give the workers a restock of my special fertilizer.” That made sense, Ivy was, on-the-down low helping the Wayne Botanical Studies team. While Harley helped them more with their night time business, Ivy was content to help in the more official business. With the occasional helping hand stopping a threat if they “got in over their heads.” Her words.

“You make your own fertilizer?” Marinette asked. Look, Dick was also curious about that but after finding Ivy and Jason talking one night with these big-ass smiles on their faces, all teeth, he was like 80% sure that fertilizer was some of Jason’s…problems. But there was no way in hell that Dick was going to try and confirm that, and he sure as hell would not be telling Bruce that little theory.

“Yes! It takes time but it-”

“My Passion Lily! I got your Matcha Lemonade and look! I found a wild Wayne.” They were interrupted by Harley, which was not a surprise, and she was dragging a resigned looking Tim with her.

Ivy merely huffed out a laugh at her wife before taking the offered drink with a kiss to Harley’s cheek. “Thank you, Peanut, I also found a wild Wayne and a little Sapling.”

“Mari-Doll!” Harley squeaked out before almost knocking the poor girl off her feet in her hurry to smother the girl in a hug. Surprisingly they didn’t fall over.

“Hi Harley!”

“You guys saw each other the other night?” Tim said, confused.

“And?” Marinette and Harley asked in unison. It made Dick giggle and helped relieve him of more of his pent up tension.

“Well since we're all here, why don’t we walk around together?” Dick offered. “Bruce wanted Tim to get some fresh air so try not to let him sneak off again.”

Tim gave an offended squawk which had Marinette laughing once more. “I’m fine!”

“Yeah, okay Timmy-Boy.” Harley said with a scoff as she laced her arms together with Ivy and Marinette. “And I’m the Queen of England.”

“You do need some time outside the Manor Tim. It’s not healthy to stay cooped up.” Ivy said as she happily walked with Harley and Marinette. Though she did grab Tim by the scruff of his shirt and manhandled him toward Dick. He looked very much like a cranky kitten.

“What is this? Pick on Tim day?”

“I believe Damian has that scheduled for next month.” Dick wished he was joking.

Marinette obviously noticed he wasn’t if her raised brow was anything to go off. “Oh?”

“He stepped on Titus’s tail three months ago, on accident.” Dick explained. “But Damian is very good at keeping grudges and he’s very good on cashing in on favors.”

Tim merely whined in response and Dick couldn’t help but pity his brother for a second before he remembered how Tim used him as a human meat shield when Condiment King randomly joined in on a fight against some robbers. Apparently he was also planning on robbing the jewelry store after keeping a low profile from his then-recent prison break. Needless to say it took Dick forever trying to get the mustard smell out of his costume once again and had to beg Alfred for help once again. Even though Alfred refused to help with cleaning anything CK contaminated, it spiked his blood pressure or something like that. Dick thinks it’s because of all the first times he helped clean them up when the rogue had been new on the scene. That had been a long month and Dick had seen how Alfred got more and more annoyed each time they came home covered in mustard, ketchup, you name it. It was awful. Truly. So Dick didn’t feel all that bad. Stephanie was already coming up with a list of things to tease Tim about. She specifically waits for the days Damian declares will be Pick-On Drake Days so she has lists on lists compiled for that very reason. She hoards them and never shares until the scheduled day. Duke surprisingly joined in too and started making his own list.

“He’s very dedicated.” Marinette giggled out.

“That’s one word for it.” Tim grumbled.

From there they had a good time touring the different gardens with Ivy acting as a somewhat tour guide and Dick could see it was really helping Marinette unwind as well. The interview with Jim and Harvey had really gotten her tense which was totally understandable, it would be intimidating for anyone. Tim tried to escape a couple times but after Dick teasingly asked if he should get Tim a child-leash and Ivy offered to make one out of vines he stopped. He even seemed to be relaxing a small bit. It was nice, really and it seemed to be something that Dick needed too without realizing it. Eventually they went out for lunch and after they went their separate ways. The drive back to the Manor had been nice too, normal traffic and a nice playlist helped. Tim and Marinette had even made some good conversation, though Dick got worried at the mention of PowerPoints. He hoped it was nothing serious, but the fact that Tim found someone as obsessed with planning and making PowerPoints was a little frightening. Maybe more than a little, Dick could only take so many Tim PowerPoints. He loved his brother, dearly, with his whole heart, but his PowerPoints were long and…thorough. He even tested people on the more important ones with a freaking Kahoot match. Cass and surprisingly Damian always won those.

As they made their way into the manor Dick was pretty much planning on taking a good, lengthy nap to catch up on the sleep he hadn't gotten last night. His brain felt fried and scrambled, like it couldn’t decide whether to sink into the depressing thoughts from before or just remember the good time at the gardens they all had, even Tim surprisingly had a good time. As he sunk into the couch in the family living room his mind seemed to settle on both. His eyes closed and he saw Marinette laughing and smiling at their afternoon activities, then it would flash to her being held against Two-Face. He could hear the rogue’s laugh deep in his bones, then it changed to the Joker’s unique cackle. Marinette changed from her to him to Jason at blinding speeds. He could hear Marinette’s voice firm and confident in contrast to the fear in her eyes when she told him there was no time and that she would lead Scarecrow away. He could hear her yelling and telling Alfred she and they weren’t safe. He heard his own cries and shouts mixed with Two-Face’s voice. He could hear what he imagined Jason sounded like when the Joker beat him to death. He could hear the accusations of others about his jealousy of Jason being adopted.

That unfortunately brought up memories of the talk he had had with Bruce once upon a time about Jason and adoption. It felt like he had had to fight not only tabloids but even Bruce about nonexistent hatred. Dick never hated Jason, but he had been so caught up in his anger with Bruce that he let it affect his and Jason’s relationship. He had just been so angry and it wasn’t an excuse but sometimes it seemed like he was even trying to justify his actions to himself. Though there was some jealousy and hurt there that he didn’t know what to do with, okay he did know what to do but the fact it would have to involve talking to Bruce and Jason was not something that sounded fun nor easy. He liked a good challenge but that idea sounded impossible. Like yes, he was Bruce’s son now but for so long he was just a ward, like Marinette was now, he called Bruce dad, they lived together, they fought crime together, they took care of each other, and yet it took years for Bruce to adopt him. But Jason? Dick knew Jason was Bruce’s son, his first son, his favorite son. Jason got the Bruce Dick had always wanted and it had hurt. Jason’s death had impacted Bruce more than his parents. That was a fact.

And…And Dick had no idea where this was all coming from. He knew he didn’t know Marinette well as her class’s tour guide but seeing her held against Two-Face, mere centimeters from danger had thrown him. She reminded him too much of himself and too much like Jason before his death. She wasn’t a Robin, she would never be a Robin, but she had been a hero like one. She saved her people as fiercely as a Robin protected Gotham and its people. She took the weight of her world on her shoulders, much like a Robin. She was a child turned soldier due to circumstance just like a Robin. Marinette was a Robin in soul with no Batman to guide her and maybe that was for the best but looking at how lost she looked when she spoke about the ‘akumatizations’ in Paris, Dick wished she had had her version of Batman. A mentor who could aid in the fight, who shared the knowledge and responsibility. Yes, there were other heroes, they were like her version of Teen Titans, but that’s just it she was just barely a teen, a child, when she took up the mantle of hero. And from the pictures Tim showed the family of the other heroes, it wasn’t hard to guess that the other ‘Holders’ were teens themselves. Seeing as Adrien was also a teen and a former hero.

Dick, in a weird, roundabout way, felt responsible for Marinette. As soon as she looked at him with hope, determination and fear in her eyes he was hit by a wave of protectiveness for her. She looked at him like Damian did when he first complimented and criticized his work as Robin, he and Marinette had also pulled off a plan as smooth and seamless as Dick and Damian had been when they were the Dynamic Duo. Or as Dick liked to call them, The More Dynamic Duo. He knew his family was kind of freaked out by how well Marinette and Damian seemed to get along, but not him, sure he teased a bit but he just had a feeling they would be friends. Damian had been trying to get himself out there and make friends and he did have some! He just called them acquaintances right now but Dick knew it wouldn’t be long till they were bumped up to friend status. Though Jon would always be Damian’s best friend even if they weren’t in the same school anymore. They still video or phone called every day and they played games with each other online. Which games? Dick could never remember but the point was, Damian had grown and was very capable of making friends, it just took him some time.

Speaking of time , Dick thought as his gaze lazily glanced at the clock on the wall. If he slept now, he knew he would not go to bed after patrol tonight. So with much reluctance he pushed himself up and off the couch. He figured he could see if Marinette wanted some company and maybe the two of them could get some tea and snacks from Alfred and tour more of the manor when they were done. It would help in the long term of Marinette’s stay so it was productive! When he got to her room he saw that the door was slightly open but it was still he knocked, if he could dodge a Pennyworth Lecture he would even knock his own bedroom door. As he did so though, the door opened more and with it came an overwhelming energy that left him feeling suppressed yet energized. He wasn’t around magic a lot anymore, but it always left him with the same feeling so he ditched being a gentleman and waiting for an answer and just barreled into the room to see what looked like a closing portal.

“Shit!” That would be a dollar in the Swear Jar, but that wasn’t important. What was important however was the fact Marinette was missing, a portal had seemingly opened in her room and closed, and…and there was a note on the bed?

‘Dear Any Wayne That Finds This,

Actually, are you all Waynes? I never asked, I should have asked. Anyways, please don’t freak out if you come to my room and I’m not here. Ladybug needed my help back in Paris and opened a portal to get me there. I shouldn’t be too long and hey! Maybe I’ll be back before anyone reads this but if I’m not then just don’t worry. Ladybug will return me once the akuma is dealt with.

-Marinette who is very sorry if someone does end up reading this and is pleading they don’t worry or get angry.’

“Double shit.” Dick said as he read over the letter.

That was another dollar for the Swear Jar.

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Dick “Flying” Grayson @toflyistofall

Oops.

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Bruce Wayne @therealbrucewayne

RE: Dick “Flying” Grayson @toflyistofall

Oops.

Richard John Grayson-Wayne. What did you do?

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JBIrd @sidesteppeddeath

RE: Bruce Wayne @therealbrucewayne

Richard John Grayson-Wayne. What did you do?

Ha! You got full government named Dickie! @toflyistofall

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Dick “Flying” Grayson @toflyistofall

RE: JBIrd @sidesteppeddeath

Ha! You got full government named Dickie! @toflyistofall

Oh come on! I didn’t even add tags! How did he respond so fast?

#hahaimindanger

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tournament-of-x · 1 year

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The Tournament of X

Contestants Index: B

Banshee

Beak

Beast

Bei the Blood Moon

Benjamin Deeds

Bennet du Paris

Betsy Braddock

Big Bertha

Billy Kaplan-Altman

Bishop

Birdy

The Black King

Black Priestess

The Black Queen

Black Tom Cassidy

Blindfold

Bling!

Blink

Bliss

Blob

Bobby Drake

Boom-Boom

Brian Cruz

Broo

Brutha Nature

Burke

Butterfly

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honeyshiddendesire · 2 months

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Pet Name Headcannons Masterlist

Sexy and Everyday

A lot are redundant but like oh well lol 😂 I only have so much brain power lol 😂 🙄🙄

WARNINGS: 18+

*This is from my old account so it's the un-updated version since I first wrote it on Google Docs then like a dumbass kept updating on Tumblr lol *

This will be a MASTERLIST of snippets/one shots of them using the pet names!!!

Luffy - mami, mamas, mama, Y/N (I can not stress enough how much he would repeat your name!!)

Zoro- woman, brat, whore, little girl, princess (in a taunting way-polar opposite to Sanji)

Sanji- my love, princess, daddy’s girl, good girl, pretty girl, mommy

Usopp- mami, babe, baby girl, baby, honey

Franky- darlin, sweetheart, honey, sweetie, baby, pretty lady

Law- baby girl, princess, my love, babe, Y/N (with how hot his voice is he would love saying your name!)

Eustass- baby girl, kitten, pipsqueak, cock slut, bug, little mamas, cumdump, cry baby

Killer- darlin, princess, baby girl, little one, baby

Doflamingo- dove, whore, messy girl , love (very rarely would he use ‘love’ but it would mean a lot)

Sir Crocodile - baby girl, princess, my little slut

Smoker- darlin, sweetheart, love, honey, baby doll

Marco- birdie, mate, baby bird, songbird, little bird (birds birds BIRDS!)

Thatch- honey, pumpkin, puddin, Angel cakes, sweet pea (food names cause he gives dad vibes 🤤)

Izou- my little cherry blossom, love, dear

Whitebeard- love, dear, sweetheart, tiny thing, little thing, little one (anything pointing out his size and you can’t tell me no on this 🤣)

Ace- darling, baby girl, princess, hot stuff, babe (firmly believe he will babe the shit outta you)

Sabo- my love, my dear, cock whore, dumb slut, bitch (just feel like he would love the harsh degradation 🤷‍♀️sorry not sorry 😬)

Monkey D Dragon- love, dear, sweetheart (him groaning out sweetheart 😮‍💨)

Garp- little one, sweetheart, princess, bratty girl, dirty/messy girl, sweetie, darlin

Akainu- brat, princess, little girl, whore, cumslut, crybaby

Kizaru- lightning bug, my shining star, mamas, baby girl, sunshine (names involving light)

Aokiji- ice princess, mama, babe, baby, snowflake

Fujitora- wisteria, darling, my flower, rose, little peony, tiger lily (FLOWERS ALL DAY EVERYDAY!!! Whatever flower you can think of he’s calling you 😍🫶🏼)

Shanks- darlin, baby, baby girl, doll, baby doll, princess

Benn- doll, baby doll, darling, love, princess

Mihawk- my dear, my love, naughty girl, princess, bloody princess (idk why I picture him speaking Spanish/ Italian saying princessa 😮‍💨😭🤤 idk if he speaks it but shit lol 😂 )

Buggy- superstar, rockstar, beauty queen, my diva, doll, clown whore, sugar/sugar bear (what you call him)

X Drake- mate, babe, baby girl, little one

Kaku- lil lady, sweetheart, darling, Raffe (short for giraffe 🦒)

Rob Lucci- Pretty Kitty, kitten, brat, whore, slutty kitty (no way he doesn't have a pet play fetish! ya can’t change my mind on this!)

Paulie- sweetie, pretty girl, darling, baby doll, princess, pretty mamas, my little whore, slut, naughty/dirty/messy girl (secret freak idc! I think he shamed Nami cause he’s a hidden pervert and she was making him feel some kind of way lol 😂 !)

King- my queen, my love, dear, little one, naughty thing

Kaido- little one, whore, brat, bad girl

Vinsmoke Bros- cock whore/slut, brat, woman, slutty puppy/kitty, good girl, pathetic slut, my little whore, mommy (hidden mommy kink!!!)

Red Leg Zeff- princess, sweetheart, kid, honey, doll, darling (old school lol )

*banner*

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idyllcy · 11 days

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gassed - tim drake x reader (pretty bird countdown #5)

"Birdie?" You open your arms for him as he stumbles through the window, shaking quietly as he breathes you in, pupils dilated, shaking quietly as you run your hand through his hair. "Hey, hey. I'm here. You're safe. You're good."

"Alive? Alive." He presses his hands to your pulse point, matching his breathing to yours as you try and calm him down. His body shakes against yours as he cries, gloved nails digging into your back as he sobs into your shoulder.

"I'm alive." You hum, fingers racking down his back as he practically engulfs you.

He heaves, fingers digging into your arms as he whimpers

"Do you want the antidote?"

"Yes, please." Tim mumbles.

"'Kay, I'm gonna have to move, so hold on to my hand, alright?" You peel yourself from him, hand taking his as you lead him through the halls to the study. His breathing doesn't steady, but he grips your hand with a strength unknown to man, trusting that you are there in front of him, even when his mind tempts him no.

"Pretty bird?"

"I'm here, birdie." You echo back. "We're gonna get the fear out of your system, alright?"

He whimpers back.

"We're almost at the study." You move to loop your arm around his, skin still pressed to his as you unlock the door, reaching to unlock the door as his hand finds your bicep.

"You're alive?"

"Yes, birdie." You hum, pulling him in as you sit him down. "I'm gonna be gone for a second, alright? Stay seated on the couch."

"Don't leave." He mumbles. "What if—"

"I won't, birdie. You're safe here. I promise." You mumble. "Just the upper cabinet."

His hand slides down your arm to the back of your thigh as you unlock the cabinet, serum in your hand as you peel off his armor, flicking the needle as you give him the antidote.

"Birdie?"

He doesn't say anything, arms wrapped around your torso instead, needle disposed of in the right bucket as you move to rest your legs over his. You watch as his eyes return to normal, pupils expanding slowly as he starts drawing circles on your thigh.

"Hey."

"Hey." He croaks. "Pretty bird."

"Yeah." You wrap your arms around him, his head on your chest as you scratch his scalp.

"Thank you."

"Of course." You hum. "Always. Do you want food? Shower?"

"Stay a little longer." Tim mumbles, eyes closed as he listens to you breathe. "I'm sorry."

"Never be sorry for that. You're human, birdie." You hum.

In your back pocket, your phone vibrates with a call.

"Hm?" You hold it up with one hand as the other stays in Tim's hair.

"Is Red with you?"

"Mhm. Birdie's with me." Tim squirms in your arms.

"Treated?"

"Yeah. We have a couple vials at our place."

"Alright. We were supposed to get him to the cave but he ran off too fast. I'm glad he went to check for you." Oracle hums. "Come over for dinner sometime?"

"Sure." You laugh. "Good luck with the rest of the night. Love you lots, Oracle."

Babs rolls her eyes before she hangs up — you can practically hear it through the phone.

"Sorry." Tim mumbles into your skin. "I must've scared them."

"It's fine. They understand." You brush your thumb over his cheek. "Feeling better?"

"Yes." He hums. "What'd you do in the evening?"

"Research. I was working on one of my classes."

"Can we shower together?"

"Sure, birdie." You laugh. "Anything else you want?"

"A bowl of cup noodles."

"I can do that."

"And a goodnight kiss." He huffs.

"Of course." You press your lips to his forehead, humming. "Anything for you, birdie."

#tim drake x reader #dc x reader #☾.pretty bird #☾.events

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kayadrake123 · 2 years

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Random Tim Drake relationship headcanons

Tim Drake x GN!Reader

Tim definitely plays guitar, electric guitar to be exact. He owns at least 3, but his favourite is a light blue one that was gifted to him by Bruce as a welcome gift after his adoption.

He likes to play you songs while you’re both on a break from work and just chilling out in his room. Sometimes you fall asleep to his playing, which causes him to resort to playing his guitar whenever he can see you’re having trouble falling asleep.

You sometimes ask him to learn specific songs just so you can hear what he sounds like playing them. And as he is in everything he does, he plays it fucking perfectly.

Tim isn’t a big reader. He actually despises reading cause he just can’t force himself to get through the first few pages. All the words end up giving him a headache (mainly because he never wears his glasses but we’ll get to that later)

He does however enjoy hearing you speak about the books you read if you’re a reader. He also really enjoys listening to you read to him, as your voice soothes him and he thinks it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard.

Most times when you read to him, he lays on your stomach with his eyes closed as you brush your hand through his hair, your legs tangled together.

Tim is obsessed with his s/o’s voice. He loves when you say his name and the way you say certain words (especially if you have an accent). He thinks it’s the most angelic thing ever known to man. You have the ability to calm him down by just opening your mouth and letting him hear your beautiful voice (that and he’d rather drop dead than not do what his s/o tells him).

TIM DRAKE WEARS GLASSES. There I said it. He doesn’t need to wear it all the time, but he especially needs them when he needs to read. All the late nights in the dark staring at a computer screen really does take a toll on your eyesight. He looks goddamn adorable in his glasses (and fucking hot ;) ) If you wear glasses, he thinks it makes you ten times hotter :))

Tim can be fucking cold. Man is calm and friendly (not overly cause he’s emo) and really down to earth most of the time, but when someone really pisses him off, oooooh boy.

He’s the type of person who doesn’t need to raise his voice to hurt you, his words cut deep enough bro. Like he’s really sarcastic half of the time, but in a fight his sarcasm is intensified with the intent of making you hurt badddd bro. He doesn’t mean to do it, it just happens in the heat of the moment.

He also tends to distance himself when he’s beyond pissed off with you, like he doesn’t trust himself around you not to say really hurtful things. It isn’t the case with everyone else, but he eventually allows you to try and get him to talk to you again. With his friends and family he snaps at them for trying, but again, you bring out a calmness in him.

Tim will only ever drink black coffee.

Man is super touchy. Like at the beginning of your relationship he wasn’t as affectionate due to him having a lack of physical affection in his life from his parents, but the more he became comfortable with you, the more his hands began to roam ;)

He prefers physical touch over words of affirmation for himself as he has a hard time speaking about his feelings. When he does say words of affirmation, it’s completely random but makes you melt all the same.

He likes taking pictures of you like a mom does with their kids. He can’t help it, he just thinks you’re fucking beautiful and amazing and wow.

His whole family loves you, but you’re closest to Cass, Steph and Duke. They just really enjoy your company and often try to steal you away from Tim, which annoys him.

His nicknames from you consist of “Timmy”, “Duckie”, “Birdy” and loads more

He loves to call you nicknames that have a link to a funny or cute experience he’s had with you. People always find it so cute when you explain it to them.

He’s so soft with you. His touch, the way he looks at you and speaks to you. He’s so delicate when it comes to you and he’s so in love.

#tim drake #batfam x reader #tim drake x reader #tim drake x you #tik drake angst #Tim Drake fluff #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #duke thomas #dc comics #batman #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x reader #bruce wayne x reader

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names-for-alters · 4 months

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Hello one and all, alters and headmates! I am Charlie! I like to make lists! I also hoard names! Are you looking for a name? GREAT! You can send an ask and request a specific aesthetic or origin of name, or you can look at my list!

With that said…

…Cracks knuckles…

Findo Tach Tails Flicker Tracer Kat Iris Blu Brick Arlo Sammy Artie Finn Stein Aleksandr Vora Olive Luna Nyx Cyrus Qrow Orian Cello Onyx Skye Grim Opal Dawn Azure Fish Bones Poppy Bronze Eggs Sparky Specs Snickers Trout Navi Bingo Chili Bandit Stripe Busker Socks Brandy Frisky Winston Lucky Chucky Bently Judo Rusty Max Honey Indie Calypso Striker Merle Moxxie Vex Ant Bugger Bee Spider Tails Hook Indigo Amber Coco Coral Scarlet Ivory Jade Ruby Emerald Chuck Loden Copper Hamelin Neo Shepard Cinnamon Visor Macalister Soul Hack Hiccup Flynn Rider Astrid Jay Raven Robyn Bolt Dagger Viper Tracer Cornwall Flock Sapphire Crystal Ghost Mochi Trick Catra Rose Raven Flip Chani Racket Red Crimson Dragon Runt Scotch Tellie Gator Croc Crow Goat Duck Creeper Kuma Jet Jeep Draco Poppy Sombra Raine Squish Spike Blaze Ender Drake Sandy MK PJ DJ CJ MJ King Creak Shadow Clay Dusty Miles Dart Willow Antonius Husk Moth Cypher Jin Yin Yang Daisy Gray / Grey Alistair Halo Angel Cake Fennec Fox Null Lull Bastion Lucky Sun Star Cosmo Tweety Vox Nerys Sonic Bark Birch Oak Cherry Blossom Peaches Velvet Shell Coffee Valley Fang Moot Redpath Pudding X V Jr Ether Fig Trunk Joy Frogger Snowflake Snowball Snow Jumper Racket Flare Vendetta Loonie Coin Six Eleven Tropica Stelina Mojave Ink Sud Fender Zero Pollen Wysteria Page Ozias Rex Tortch Buck Nickel Stripe Lynch Tramp Wolf Pup Tank Jhariah Kharma Zenith Sparrow Prism Lemon Mune Lamb Pyke Diamond Parker Graves Fizz Nugget Melody Tink Blight Fangless Ambress Vulture Eclipse Luka Bangle Constance Constantine Sommar Babble Clank Bobble Chipper Aidan Slate Tin Twire Zephyr Silver Misty Faunus Atlas Birdie Brook Cedar Chip Coal Daisy Ember Faye Fate Fern Flint Harmony Helios Ivy Junx Kit Lyria Phoebe Piper Lady Beacon Elos Rumble Ida Cross Zed Scootie Smidge Clauger Happy Sonny Hath Soldier River Song Clawtor Videl Legen Onen Chunk Reid Pop Cobra Cash Clover Saris Volante Donna Belladonna Gale Chopper Morphias Vidia Loft Kape Levi Licker Howl Dustin Newt Creek Breezy Polaris Blight Archer Sirius Warren Dream Goon Cookie Ranger Amity Jericho Viggo Besko Asra Alice Olaf Mossfeld Issic Missy Rascal Creasy Nonya Hex Pita Miguel Manuel Rayburn Daisy Dash Lucky Becky Steele Cylo Featherstone Kingston Netherfield Reacher Saltburn Quick Rubble Dust Brimstone Humble Ado Grover Norvanos Leshy Blade Cooper Calcium

Leo

Leonardo

Lebony

Silver

Linzier

Pearl

blackberry

Tatin

Bud

Raphael

Pebble

Mina

Linda

Oolong

Daeo/Dayo/Dao

Inco

Ketlyn

Risa

Ines

Lora

Flock

Lux

Rix

Reah

Destinty

Bet

Ange

Krixa

Lalien

Gloom

Bug

Rozy

Mars

Screech

Jenny

Robert

Patrick

Pierre Rosemary

Henderson

Mayfield

Sinclair

Sullivan

Hart

Solace

Daughtler

Stoll

Gatlin

Yearwood

Amos

Graves

Rothschild

Halley

Spektor

Presley

Redd

Blackwood

Notvletti

Valerie

Milo

Marian

Lychee

Aiden

Nova

Vel

Bel

Yuri

Puro

Pluto

Ramona

Angel

Nada

Shen

Mog

Hania

Udge

Kinetic

Kikos Wathel

Dupa

Sierre

Jimor

Teddy

coc

Scara

River

Shade

Foenem

Duck

Emily

Toast

Reunna

Ichigo

Rae

Sonic

MoonL

Lennus

cabaran

Marto

Leveer

Granite

Tongle

#alter names #names for alters #osdd #did #endo neutral #names #list of names #random names #good names #introjects #osddid #fictives #need names? I got names #name hoard #name requests #names for you

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celestialking · 2 years

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Funz x reader? SAYYY LESSSS!!

Ok, poly!Funz x fem!reader Trio Couples costume! Foolish is Nightwing aka Dick Grayson, Punz is Red Hood Robin aka Jason Todd, and fem!reader is Red Robin aka Tim Drake (pictures in order of Foolish, Punz, then fem!reader)

Three Robin’s couple costume would be sooo fun and cute 🥰

If you want a more sfw version i can also write that on my sfw blog if you want ♡

I just had a nice nsfw idea that i didn't wanna waste, i also had to stop myself before taking this idea and just running with it

NSFW 18+ only - Minors/Ageless blogs DNI

Warnings: clothed grinding, afab,

You had been in charge of costumes this year, and lucky for chat you were with them all the way.

As soon as the packages had arrived you ran through the house finding them. Foolish was just about to start streaming. "Wait," you panted running in.

"Here," you shoved them into their respective hands. "Put these on I want pictures," you didn't give them a chance to respond.

Punz tossed his to the deskside "Now wait just a sec-"

"I got you a Jason Todd one, and Foolish you got Nightwing. I'm pretty sure you guys can pull them off and they are super well made. I got them-"

Punz pressed a finger against his lips. "Slow your roll there princess,"

Foolish had set his aside too. Their stares made you shiver. "What's going on here baby?"

You had completely forgotten you had changed into you costume while you were at it, wanting to get good Halloween photos.

You could feel Punz approaching your backside as Foolish closed in on the front.

"My costume. Like it?" You whispered.

Punz hands grasped your hips slowly moving up your body. "Like it? We love it sweetheart,"

Foolish nodded in front of you, watching as Punz cupped your chest. "You look good little birdy," his fingers grasped your jaw gently, studying your mask.

You whined smacking away his wandering hands. "Robin isn't an actual bird,"

"So? Now Foolish why don't you go ahead and get changed. I'll keep them entertained," Punz purred, hands returning to pet your sides.

Foolish leaned down to brush his lips over yours before pulling back and heading to the bathroom.

With a tug to your hips Punz yanked you to Foolishs streaming chair to be in his lap. "Sit sweetheart, why dont we have a little fun,"

He dragged your core against the issue you had apparently caused, both of you hissing at the contact.

"Punz," you shuddered.

"Keep going baby, let me appreciate this sight a bit more," he spoke, hands and eyes trailing your body.

"I know I am," Foolish spoke from behind you.

You both looked over, stopping in your action. You don't think he could wear that on stream and you're going to have to edit his lower half a bunch for photos.

"Think your dick is too big for that costume," you laughed.

Punz let a gentle smack on your ass. "Enough. Come here Foolish,"

The raven stepped closer, jolting as Punz's hand moved to cup his cock through the outfit.

Foolish let out a low groan at the pressure, eyes fluttering as his head tilted back. His hips bucked into Punz's hand a few times.

"Alright pretty boy. I'm gonna go get mine on and if your cock isn't down their throat or you aren't squirming on their fingers when I get back- well- you'll just see what happens," Punz grinned to Foolish before leaving you both alone.

#celestial:whispers #celestial:pnz #celestial:fooshg #celestial:scribbles #punz x reader smut #punz smut #foolish smut #foolish x reader smut #mcyt x reader smut #mcyt smut #<main smut tags will be up for a short time then deleted #mentallyillcrustacean

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citrinesparkles · 1 year

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hot cocoa

tim drake x gender neutral reader. 987 words. notes: secret santa gift for @glorified-red! five times hot cocoa with tim went awry, and one that didn't. (check out the other gifts from @unmotivatedwrit3r, @quillsareswords, and @birdy-bat-writes!) warnings: n/a!

♡ tim was a wonderful friend to have. this was doubly true when it was just shy of freezing and he greeted you with a smile. "i brought hot cocoa," he said, gesturing at a thermos sitting beside him on the fountain's ledge. "want some?"

an easy yes.

(you did question the wisdom of sitting by a fountain when you were trying to stay warm, but decided to keep your doubts to yourself.)

"so- look out!" he pushed you to the side, and a frisbee between the two of you- striking his bag, sending it tipping over towards the water.

the ploink of his wallet falling in would have been comical, if it weren't so unfortunate.

♡ a few weeks later found you and tim getting into his car with two more cups of cocoa, laughing about the little girl that had been in front of you in line.

"she was so cute!" you said, setting your cup into the cupholder between you. "did you hear her ask her mom whether marshmallows grew in marshes or trees?"

he chuckled, turning the key. "i missed it." the choking sound of the engine brought you both to a stop, both slowly looking up at the steering wheel. he cleared his throat and tried the key again.

another choking noise, and silence. he tried a third time with similar results.

"i don't think she likes the cold," you mused.

tim dropped his head forward to rest against the wheel and groaned.

♡ an hour late.

and he hadn't even texted until twenty minutes after you were supposed to meet up.

he had no idea how lucky he was that he was cute- because had the apology and offer to take you to get a proper meal not been accompanied by the most adorable grimace you had ever seen, they may not have been enough to keep you from leaving him standing with just a cup of cold cocoa to keep him company.

the two of you turned, moving towards a restaurant (your choice, as he had insisted), and you noticed a stiffness in his step. "are you alright?"

"aw, you still care," he teased, easily sidestepping your attempt to playfully smack his shoulder.

"obviously. i'm mad, not heartless."

"good to know."

"tim..."

"i'm fine. i just, uh, slept wrong," he said sheepishly. "my knee aches, is all."

you hummed noncommittally, not buying it- but also knowing that when tim dodged a question, he was fully committed to dodging the question.

♡ "where do you want- woah!"

before you could even turn to look, you heard the tell-tale sound of something hitting the ground, followed by tim groaning.

"i'm starting to think we need to avoid hot cocoa," you quipped, staring flatly at the soda bottle rolling on the floor and liquid dripping from your cabinets. "how did that even happen?"

"i was opening it, and my hand just... gave out," he grumbled, flexing his hand with a grimace. "i'm sorry."

you set the two mugs of steaming cocoa you had just made on the counter, stepping carefully around the pooling cola. "at least it wasn't eggs."

tim sighed, tugging his coat off and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt. "where do you keep your towels?"

even with the entire kitchen smelling like soda, you couldn't really bring yourself to be upset. tim's help and half-annoyed-half-resigned jokes about a sticky situation made the clean up go by much faster than usual, and soon the two of you were admiring your handiwork.

"i think it's even cleaner than it was before the incident," you observed happily. "you can practically see yourself in the tile."

"i'm not sure it was bad enough to warrant being called the incident-" you raised a brow, and he raised his hands in surrender. "okay, maybe it was."

you scooped up your mug with a hmph, confidently taking a sip- only to sputter at the temperature of the no-longer-hot cocoa.

♡ you were officially convinced that hot cocoa was a perfect way to ruin a fine day.

"in my defense-"

"please don't," you all but whined, almost laughing at the sheepish way his mouth clamped shut. "can you go see if any of these stores have managed to stay in one piece and will sell you a sweatshirt or something? this whole cocoa-soaked-hoodie situation isn't exactly comfortable."

tim nodded, making his way through the crowd of celebrating gothamites and leaving you by a blinking happy new year sign.

twenty minutes later, with you in a fresh (and hideous) gold sweatshirt and tim's coat, you found yourself watching him instead of the countdown on the screen in the coffee shop's window.

he was somehow coated in glitter, but the shine of his skin was nothing compared to the sparkle in his eyes as he glanced over at you.

"happy new year," he mouthed through the cheering racket around you.

you grinned at him, leaning over to kiss his cheek. "happy new year."

♡ "i thought we decided hot cocoa was cursed?" you asked, carefully taking the warm paper cup he offered and cradling it close to your body.

"lots has changed since then," he shrugged, taking your spare hand in his, intertwining your gloved fingers.

you sighed playfully, taking a sip of your drink. "i suppose it has."

"for the better," he added pointedly, squeezing your hand. "because now, i can do this." he leaned in to kiss your cheek, making you roll your eyes fondly.

"i'm still waiting for the disaster, tim."

"see?" he asked, stopping in front of your building. "home safe and sound."

"mhm," you hummed dubiously. "maybe-"

he tugged you forwards suddenly, and you heard something hit the ground behind you.

"do i-"

"you do not want to know that the light fixture you were standing under suddenly fell, no."

you pulled out of his hold to throw your to-go cup in the trash.

#citrine writes #this better post at noon or else #happy holidays!! <3 #tim drake #tim drake x y/n #tim drake x you #tim drake x reader #tim drake imagine #dc #dc comics #dc imagines #dc comics imagines #imagines #gn reader

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abysscronica · 5 months

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The Captain & birdie - SBS: birdie and the Kid Pirates! part 2

...continued from here.

complete SBS list: ✻ SBS: birdie & Kid Pirates part 1, part 2, part 3| ✻ SBS: birdie & the Marines | ✻ SBS: Emperors, what if scenarios | ✻ SBS: what if scenarios (including birdie x Drake collection) & AUs

analysis & introspection of Kid, birdie, and other characters

love and sadism: Kid's struggle 19 20

birdie and her feelings: a hopeless mess? 14

birdie & the crew: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

Kid & birdie: the worst they could say 1 2

were the two of them fated? link

Killer & birdie: 5

birdie, Kid and Killer: 1 2

birdie's age: link

did birdie hear rumors about the Kid Pirates in the Marines? link

non canon crew members (like Booka & the doc) 1 2 3 4 5 6

Victoria's role: link

Heat's woman: 1 2

what about the women on the crew? link

drinking contest in the crew: 1 2

birdie's belongings on the Victoria Punk: link

birdie's (non canon) looks & name: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

birdie trivia (fav food, country of origin, etc.): 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

#captive #eustass kid x birdie #eustass kid x reader #captive bonds #killer x reader #killer x birdie #x drake x birdie #x drake x reader #trafalgar law x birdie #trafalgar law x reader #koby x reader #koby x birdie #kid pirates fanfiction

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maccreadysbaby · 2 years

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My Masterlist ♡

frequently updated :)

don’t worry, all posts are SFW!

★ - female!reader

☆ - male!reader

♣︎ - unspecified (readers choice)

I don’t write NSFW or pining canon characters. anything else is up for grabs!

Who I write for!

Fo4

all companions ( minus old longfellow, strong, ada, automotron, and dogmeat )

drummer boy

heather casdin

travis miles

Fo3

butch deloria

Destiny

the crow / uldren sov

Starfield

sam coe

heller

DC (Batfam, mostly)

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Tim Drake

Damian Wayne (underaged)

Marvel

peter parker (andrew or tom versions)

quicksilver (evan peters or aaron johnson version)

scott & alex summers (tye and lucas versions)

kurt wagner (kodi smit-mcphee version)

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warning, bunches of content below cut

Deacon ↴

MacCready ↴

deacon & maccready masterlist

Hancock ↴

monster ★ (hancock compares himself to other companions) (TW: vague mentions of suicide)

a messy list of hancock headcanons

Preston ↴

a messy list of preston headcanons

Gage ↴

a messy list of gage headcanons

a messy list of (angsty) gage headcanons

Danse ↴

a messy list of danse headcanons

a messy list of (angsty) danse headcanons

just a hobby of mine (danse finds deacon half dead)

danse’s arc (a rant)

The Big Leagues™︎ ↴

( non-canon stories about the pasts of fo4 companions )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; big leagues )

big leagues masterlist

Companions React ↴

how easy it is to make the companions cry

soft forms of affection the male companions enjoy

nicknames romanced male fo4 companions would call their so

cait, preston and danse react to receiving a hand-made gift

who male fo4 companions would be in a high school au

my personal ranking of fo4 companions

modern job aus (male)

oc ideas!

deacon, mac, and x6 react to sole kissing them ♣︎

companions react to hugs

male companions when they’re sick

ranking male companions (+ arcade and butch) taking care of an injured sole/lone/six

male companions as phobias

male companions in hallucigen inc

male companions as colors

Side Characters ↴

a messy list of carrington headcanons

kent connolly as a companion

crushing drummer boy ♣︎

dating drummer boy ♣︎

Butch DeLoria ↴

nosebleed? ★ (butch’s mother dies and lone comforts him)

butch reacts to positive physical touch

butch reacts to being shouted at post-vault

Batfam ↴

Joker Jr. (tim has a nightmare he can’t get out of, but luckily, jason’s strangely good at grounding people)

OC x Canon Character Asks ↴

question list

tommy x maccready (12, 18, 20)

tommy x maccready (22, 30, 33)

birdie x deacon (46, 50)

henley x butch (44, 24, 11)

Before Us™︎ ↴

( maccready x fem!oc )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; before us )

before us masterlist

Character Bingos / Games ↴

preston bingo

maccready bingo

deacon bingo

danse bingo

cait bingo

gage bingo

X6-88 bingo

piper bingo

oc sheet

fic recs!

Headcanons ↴

deacon’s sunglasses

deacon’s face

deacon & danse

hancock & deacon

hancock & deacon (elaborated)

cait & kent

maccready is scared of storms

The Crow / Uldren Sov ↴

wayfaring stranger ★ (a female guardian sings crow to sleep — request based on the canon quote “if the fallen captured me, who would sing crow to sleep?”)

little guardian ♣︎ (the guardian helps reassure crow after he fails the severance — request based on the canon quote “a lot of attitude for somebody who broke down crying last time we were here.”)

memories ♣︎ (crow makes the mistake of going to the tower on the anniversary of cayde’s death)

Destiny 2 ↴

guardian res headcanon

guardian memory headcanon

guardian ship poll

solar sickness lore idea

the aesthetics of the subclasses

solar sickness lore idea (extra info)

Crash and Burn™︎ ↴

( preston garvey x fem!oc )

( all parts can be found under the tag #mb; crash and burn )

crash and burn masterlist

My OCs ↴

introducing tommy

cabot house oc (sneak peek)

voltron oc

Art! ↴

( all found under the tag #maccreadysbaby draws )

whittaker & eli (courier six)

pidge & matt (voltron)

strand (destiny 2 subclass)

cute guy with blue hair (random art)

minecraft allay as a human (drawing challenge)

random oc headshot

damian wayne/robin

Hesh Walker ↴

i don’t want to die without him ★ (hesh is dying and he doesn’t wanna go without logan) (this is part of a double whammy post with a soap mactavish x reader at the end. ignore it or read it, too!) (TW: injury, blood & gore)

Logan Walker ↴

logan x single mother!reader masterlist

Soap MacTavish ↴

feelings police ★ (soap is a mess after ghost gets hurt and the feelings police is actually there to help)

deacon’s protégé ★ (soap makes a nerdy recruit blush) (this is on a double whammy post with a hesh x reader at the beginning. scroll until you see the bright blue deacon’s protege title.)

we’re okay ★ (soap has a breakdown after a long hard mission)

annoyance ★ (soap and a medic get in a fight that ends in something more surprising than anger) (fluffy !)

Writing Tips! ↴

writing tip masterlist

A Hundred Days to Become a Wayne (book one) ↴

( batfamily + oc insert )

a hundred days to become a wayne masterlist

A Hundred Ways to Become a Wayne (book two) ↴

a hundred ways to become a wayne masterlist

Ezra to the End of the Earth (and Back Again)

( original work about a child who finds out he can travel through alternate dimensions by accidentally traveling to one — and getting stuck )

ezra to the end of the earth masterlist

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ddymarie · 1 year

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Hawks x blk reader smut

💋

Warning: Daddy kink, choking ( light) smut let me know if I missed any!!

Summary: you and your study buddy Hawks finally hit it off and become one after a Brain break.

Fire and desire - drake

" I dedicate to you"

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚

You're sitting in the campus library picking out important details for and essay topic pausing once you heat foot steps come near your table. It was keigo or who others know was Hawks. Keigo was just your study buddy that you had developed a massive crush on. But I mean shit... Look at em. Fine asf and smart. Brave pearly whites with a contagious smile and laugh.

" y/n " he greets you while giving you a half hug. He sat in the chair across from you pulling out his notebook. "You look a little tense, you good? " he asked concerned

"No, I can't find anything to write about" you sigh drowning yourself in yet another book. Keigo reaches over the table takes up ur pencil outta your hand and sets it to the side. You look up at him " Kei-" you start to say "Take a break " He says "Tell me about the bolder blocking your path " says.

He smiles once he sees your eyes soften and your shoulder relaxes " I couldn't focus today in class. Usually, I wouldn't stress about things like this but. Mr. Hyde was giving an important lecture about the essay I'm supposed to write and I keep zoning out when reading pages. " glad you got that out of the system.

" it's all cool, I understand, I have my moments too, " he says

He always knew what to say, how to soak your panties and-

" come on let's head out " he finished interrupting your thoughts

Quickly you pack up your guys' things and head out to his Jeep. He unlocks the door and you hop in, in the passenger seat beside him. Starting the car he drives off to an unknown destination. You both arrive at his house after the drive. Walking you inside and taking you to his bedroom

" how I am supposed to relax I'm here " you question. " watch " he responded. Pulling out a face mask and those glass balls shits. And jade rollers.

" what the hell" you chuckle looking at him in pure confusion.

A few minutes later you both are crying because he tried waxing with you he shaving his chest hair while you got rid of your leg hair.

" oh shit " you laugh hysterically at Hawks . " stop fucking laughing and help me! " he shouts in pain. " okay, okay " you scoot closer to him all up in his face but face to chest. You browse from in the determination of snatching the wax off.

"AHHHH" Hawks screamed bloody murder

Plopping himself on the floor on his back and playing dead.

You left his room going to the kitchen he and yourself a bottle of water. Returning only to find him in that same position you stand over him opening the water bottle and pouring it into his unexpecting mouth. Causing him to choke. "HAH, YOU STILL DEAD BIRDIE" your laugh. He sits up " shit I was about to be, nearly fucking making me drown " He looked you in the face for a while. During that time you notice his go from being soft and tame to looking predatory as ever. Like he was watching his prey.

You both take the time to live In enjoyable silence. Leaning closer, and closer... and closer.

Your lips touch

Your lips fit together like they were the missing piece in the puzzle.

" fuck~" he moaned the kiss had me gasping for air. Only for it to be cut off again.

You grab him by his face going tongue deep battling for dominance

He won of course.

Hawks then pulled you up with him on his lap by your juicy thighs. Kissing you just as hungry as before. Setting you on his bed he breaks the kiss.

"Do you like me, y/n?" he asked.

" i-i um I don't know, " you say

"You ain't gotta hide it dove. I like you too" he said. "But the real question is how far are willing to take it from here," he said while looking down at your fitted bodies

You snatch another kiss from him. His hands slide under your shirt and up your back.

'Bingo' he thinks. He's found your bra clasps. You feel him smile within the kiss causing you to whine

" more, Kei" you plead. " I got you baby " he swore Unclapsing your bra and to feel your tits. Pinching your nipples. You pull away to moan " mmm~" while yanking off your shirt. He takes this time to savor the moment of his newly blank canvas... All he could think of is how he's gonna paint it...

Laying you gently on his bed. He gets up walking to his tall dresser where his tv sat above. Grabbing... Lube??! Ohh, trust y'all won't be needing any of that. Pussy so wet it should be considered a newly found ocean.

Throwing the lube on the bed. He began taking off his pants. You could now see his HUGE ASS BLUDGE. His dick looked so fat in his boxers. And the wet spot on the side where his tip touched.

He then withdrew his boxers. Dick was so heavy it fell back down between his thighs looking like a third leg. Walking towards you grabbing you by your ankles and pulling you to the edge of the bed where he then removed your pants and panties in one pull.

You scoot back up the bed you could feel him chase you too. All almost about to plant a knee on the bed. You stop him with your foot.

Pretty feet decorated with a gold anklet accessorized with the charms of your choice. And nice white toes. "Kiss 'em, Keigo" You look at him seductively. Nudging him a little with the foot on his chest.

As horny as he was he obliged kissing your feet and then tossing that leg over his shoulder.

Ravishing yours. The mouth on yours. His lips begin traveling downward from your mouth. Changed from kissing to sucking on your neck. Went from sucking to licking down your body. Stopped right at the place where your happy trail would be. Keigo then halted all movements and peered at up you with golden eyes. Filled with fire, and desire. He was asking for permission to proceed.

" Please Keigo, I want it" you mewl

With that, he threw your other leg over his free shoulder. Immediately getting to work on your clit sucking, and tongue fucking. He was hungry...

"Oh~ fuck, SHIT! " moaned as he inserted a finger in your hole. Curving them on that spongey spot.

After feeling how tight you were around his one finger. He groaned. Sucking on your clit harder while making eye contact.

He wanted your eyes on him as he worked. But they weren't... He removed his mouth from his rather preferred to place to be

Only to insert two more fingers in your hole. Causing your eyes to go wide you see him cast over you. Hand creeping up your neck to your chin where he tilted your head up causing you to lock eyes with his

" look at me when I'm fucking you, " Keigo says mean and dark

" I know you hear that. Fuck you wet as fuck Soaking my bed already ain't even cum yet or did ya? " he says teasing you even more. Their fingers go even deeper licking his lips as he watches you bite yours.

You were about to come you both knew.

" F-fuck, Daddy I'm about to come, mmm, can I come, can I come " you moaned pleaded begged. And with that devilish smirk on that angle touched the face of his you just knew he was finna do some freaky shit.

Speeding up his fingers he grants you that permission.

You a carelessly drooling, moaning mess. You are so overwhelmed just by his fingers that you don't even know what to think rn.

' I feel pathetic' you thought

This man had you Cumming so hard your body jolted. Pulling his finger out you now mercilessly rubbing your clit. So fast to help you ride out your orgasm. Once you are done you can't help but pant. Couldn't even talk

The only word in your mind was DADDY.

He then smirked again the exact one before he then brought the 3 fingers he had shoved up your cunt.

And sucked them clean all while maintaining eye contact. And when I tell you this man dared to MOAN??

He then leaned now by your ear and whispered "I dedicate to you".

He then grabbed the lube on the side of your head where he threw it. Squeezed a small glob on his hand

"We don't need that much, right ma? " he of course knew he wasn't getting a response. Then started stroking his fat 9-inch dick. Looking for permission to proceed once again.

You moaned cause thats what you could do best right now.

With a firm grip on his dick and the spread your lips. He slid right in.

Felt right at home like a kangaroo in its mamma's pouch.

He went thrusting slow and shallow for your care. Then stopped when he felt water suddenly splash him.

Confused he looked down at his soaked abdomen. And back up at you

You already know to keep that eye contact. He chucked "Good girl, you think you can take daddy's dick, ma? "

"Yea," you managed to get out.

He reached behind your head grabbed a pillow and set it under your waist. And began thrusting

Long and deep thrust had the sensation clouding yours and his mind. Both moaning in sync creating harmony. Good enough to challenge the heart instrument.

It felt like he was searching for you... Looking for something. And he was. He brushed up against your g-spot. Causing you to moan the loudest you ever have. He growled at the sight before. The fact you were able to still keep eye contact with him is impressive. But he liked a challenge.

His thrusts were not speeding up. Your mind couldn't take it but your heart... Your heart was being fueled with all the love in the air. The smell was additive. Like a drug.

Overpowering your senses. Making you crazy, excited, and active.

" ahh~" you moaned eyes rolling back but only for a short bit because it was just then he had his arms around your neck. Grinding into your pussy. Like he was tryna recreate the infamous floor humps.

" ah shit, y/n ... I'm Cumming " he moaned.

" God " he groaned .

Even without permission you came undone with him inside of you.

Pussy is so tight.

While letting ride out your second orgasm of the night. He pulled out and cummed on what he intended to be your tits. But he came so hard it shot up to your lips. Mouth open and all.

"Ahhh, fuck, baby~" your pussy had this man a mess.

He collapsed on top of you rolling off to the side to catch a breath before he got up and went to his bathroom.

Came back with a wet soapy washcloth and dry a towel. He was gonna clean you up.

And he did just as you guessed.

After he finished the aftercare. You cuddled next to your favorite restaurant in the palm of his hand ready to order your favorite.

" Are you good now? " he asked

" you still pointed up pretty girl? " he said

You turned yourself so you were now once again face to chest.

"Thank you, keigo," you said

" no problem, babe " he replied kissing you on the forehead

- The End -

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I hope you enjoyed my first smut ever!!!

I feel like the story build-up to the smut could've been better butttttt I always find something wrong with what I do 😭

I also corrected everything with Grammarly

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A regular Au with a pickpocket reader who is basically Gothom's Robin Hood. Tim has been on their tail for months and finally catches up to them, only to be kidnapped with them by *insert bad guy*. Using prompt 2 and prompt 22.

Type: One-shot

Pairing: Robin Hood Esk! Reader x Tim Drake/Red Robin

Prompts: (so I don’t know which prompts you wanted so you get all the types) ϐ2: “I think being a little bit selfish every now and then is justified. After all, you wouldn’t be very human without it.” ϐ22: “Do you trust me?” “Not in the fucking slightest.” ✢ 2: “Did I ever really matter to you? Or was it all just a game?” ✢ 22: “If you want me to be a villain, I can be a villain.” ☙2: “Did you miss me?” “Not in the slightest.” “Liar, liar, your pants are on fire!” ☙22: “I won’t leave you, I swear it.”

Word Count: 2,188

Content: violence, cursing, feels and fun! Little baby angst and big baby fluff

P.S: Sooo not exactly the request but I was in a mood for this soo here it is

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Thieves and urchins, street rats and thugs, vermin and other people believe that are dirt. Poor and unwanted because they don't always do everything the world expects, because they aren't rich and deemed socially good.

You were one of those people, a shadow in the darkness, a stain on the road. And you used it to your advantage.

You used the shadows and believed incompetence to steal from people. Mainly those whose houses are big and banks full. You'd sneak and snatch all you could and evenly distributed it out on the streets. Whether it be in the form of cash, food, clothes, medicine or otherwise. You took care of your section of Gotham and did everything you could to keep everyone alive and happy.

Well, all those who couldn't use money to fill the void and call it happiness. They were just pissed off you were successfully stealing from them.

So much so you got a vigilante on your tail. Red Robin. It confused you why one of the smartest of the bats was hunting you, tracking you down and chastising you. He never actually brought you in though. Part of you believed it was because he agreed with what you were doing, despite being a rich kid himself.

Which is why, when you returned to Gotham after a brief stint in Metropolis to visit some friends, you weren't surprised he hunted you down.

"Y/N."

Turning you found, Red Robin standing below you a strange look on his face. Laughing you tilted your head, half hanging down from the ledge you were on.

"Aww red birdie, did you miss me?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Liar, liar, your pants are on fire!” You laughed, "you know you missed me, rich boy. Everything's boring when I'm not around."

"You think very highly of yourself for a thief."

"Your people do the same but it's legal. So why can't I?"

Red Robin sputtered and you laughed again throwing your head back. He then grunted and you smiled wider before sliding off of the edge.

" I don't." He finally said very quietly

You nodded, rolling onto your butt right in front of him. Smiling you shrugged.

"You are better then most. Almost never selfish."

Red Robin blinked raising an eyebrow in surprise. He gave you a confused look and you blinked in return.

"I think being a little bit selfish every now and then is justified. After all, you wouldn’t be very human without it." You remarked, "You, however, are never selfish."

Red Robin shook his head and smiled, "You aren't really selfish either."

You gave him a disbelieving look.

"I steal, for my own benefit may I just add."

"It is not for your own benefit."

You rolled your eyes; he may believe for some strange reason what you do it because of good reasons but in the end, you were a thief. You stole from hundreds of people and got violence in return. People wanted you dead for what you had stolen. It was best people believed that you were purely bad and wouldn't get caught up in your messes.

Hearing a sound, you looked up and noticed a car driving past, a very expensive and slowing car. You smiled shooting Red Robin a wink who shook his head however you ignored him and bounded towards the car.

"Wait, Y/N-"

However, before you could hear the rest of what he had to say you heard a slight thump and turned only for the world to go dark.

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Your head hurt and blinking you found yourself in a strange room. It looked like a control room from an abandon warehouse. Against your skin was the rough wood of an old seat. What had happened?

"Wohoooeee, I must have had a real drink last night... oh wait I don't drink." You grumbled shaking your head as you felt tight ropes dig into your wrists.

You heard a groan behind you and turned as far as you could to see Red Robin tied to the chair behind you. You blinked a few times and heard a door slam open. A man dressed to the nines walked into the room. He glowered at you, and you blinked confused.

"Uh, who are you might I ask?"

He stared at you in disbelief and laughed bitterly before shaking his head.

"You don't recall?"

You shook your head and bumped Red Robin who let out a grumble.

"Huh, nope it looks like neither of us know who you are."

The man hisses and shook his head, "Fine, fine. If you want me to be a villain, I can be a villain."

You paused elbowing Red Robin with a gasp, "Oh, shit birdie what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything!" He replied in disbelief.

You looked at the man still standing in front of you and raised an eyebrow. He seemed somewhat familiar. Wait, was he?

"Oh- oH-OH, wait, wait wait this is on me sorry."

Red Robin let out a sigh before audibly locking his jaw, "Are you fucking serious right now?"

"No, I'm currently practicing celibacy."

"Oh my god."

You took in a breath feeling your heart racing in your chest as you continued, nerves frazzled at the thought of him being stuck in your mess, "If we're being honest, I've never actually, fucked anyone. I mean unless you count fucking over."

"Please- please just shut up."

"But this is a safe space and I wanna be honest with you. I can't be messing things up like earlier."

"For the love of everything holy, shut up." Red Robin snapped but you kept going.

"Like seriously, I've never fucked... wait does fucking up count?"

"SHUT UP!"

His voice echoed around the room and your heart stilled. Letting out a breath you forced yourself to reply, "Okay, okay, geeze. I'll be quiet now."

The rich man, whose name you still couldn't remember, snorted shaking his head.

"You should have learned Red, Y/N is only good for trouble."

You rolled your eyes and he stormed out of the room leaving you and Red Robin alone. With your back against his you let out a sigh, he was in this mess because of you. You could get him out, but it wasn't going to be pretty.

They were more then likely only listening. In a place like this camera didn't work and there wasn't any visible so it meant that sound was the only thing

"Do you trust me?”

“Not in the fucking slightest."

Rubbing the ropes against the side of the chair you felt something sharp prick you and you yanked your wrists forwards feeling the tension release.

Pulling your hands away from the chair you removed the ropes and rubbed at your wrists.

"Very rude nerdy birdie. Even though you're being rude, out of the goodness of my heart I'm going to include you in my plan."

Turning around you noticed the knotted rope around his wrists as well. Sighing you began pulling at it. Red Robin was silent for a moment then he asked.

"Which is?"

"We have to fake a fight! It will confuse our captors and one of us can sneak away."

Yanking the final knot free you pulled the ropes away from his wrists and he spun around.

'One of us will make a run for it while the other causes chaos! I can-' You mouthed when he cut you off

"Not you!"

Waving your hands, you turned away from him to see if there was an escape... and there was.

Pointing towards the window you said, "Fine, fine! You can sneak away, get your family to come and take these guys down."

Red Robin blinked looking at the window and shook his head.

"What? No. I won’t leave you, I swear it."

You blinked, mouth parting in confusion as you met his eyes.

"Why not?"

"Because you could get hurt." He said moving towards you.

"Aw nerd bird do you care about me?"

Red Robin just rolled his eyes, and you kept your playful smile on your face. However, your heart buzzed, and throat went dry. He wasn't leaving you... this felt.... strange.

However, you knew he had to go so you pushed him with your foot and he glared at you.

"I'm a big kid birdie boy, I can handle myself. Go on. I'll be fine."

Red Robin whorled towards you and you flinched moving backwards. He let out a breath before shaking his head.

"I am not leaving you damn it!"

Your heart skipped a beat and you swallowed. He... he's a bat and a vigilante. He didn't care about you. It was just because he's a decent guy.... Right?

You let out a breath and nodded slowly. You guessed you could make this work, though it'd be a bit tricky. Waving a hand, you sighed. Fine, fine you'd work with it.

Both of you moved towards the door, hearing heavy footsteps facing towards the room. The door flew open, and a burly looking man burst in. He looked around and a smaller man followed in after him. You'd been on the streets long enough to recognize thugs.

They began to turn around when Red Robin flung himself at them. The first got into a wrestling match with him and the second whorled towards you. He was smaller then the other and caught you off guard. His hand slammed into your throat and then you slammed into the wall. He squeezed and suddenly air wasn't flowing in or out of your lungs.

You clawed at his hand and the guy only winced. And your vision began to blur when you heard a strange slick thump.

Panting you pushed the half unconscious man off of you, your throat ached, and you took a deep breath in, it felt amazing. Red Robin stood not too far away from you blinking when, suddenly he was yanked away. You watched as he punched the thug, and the thug took a dirty shot at him. Your heart leapt in your chest, and you lunged forwards.

Slamming straight into the thug and breaking Red Robin's grip you and the thug tumbled to the floor.

The thug's head slammed against the floor, and he was knocked out cold. Meanwhile you were left next to his unconscious body trying to make sure you were going to end up like him. Your head spun and a hand appeared in your vision.

You took it and Red Robin yanked you to your feet. His eyes narrowed and a scowl on his face.

"Did I ever really matter to you? Or was it all just a game?" He mumbled stepping away from you.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He let out a grunt before shaking his head. He turned to walk away but you grabbed his arm. Yanking him back towards you, you raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, you know I love fun and games and all, but this has got to stop. What is going on with you Red? You've been acting weird ever since we woke up here!"

His face twitched and you paused. Wait, why was he here if this was all about you? Why did he-how did he.... holy fuck.

"Did-" You began swallowing as the rest of the amusement zipped out of you, "did you try to save me?"

Red Robin flushed and you felt your jaw nearly drop. He-he tried to save you.

"Oh-oh shit I'm sorry. I've-I've been a dick. You-you tried to save me."

Letting out a frustrated groan you rubbed your face stepping away from him. He tried to save you and-and you. UGHHHH

"Fuck, I-I- I think I should just go. Again, sorry-I'm so sorry! Ugh, this is all my fault."

Turning away you shook your head and began hitting your hand to your face. How-how could you get him mixed up in shit like this? Ugh, he was a vigilante already and now he was messed up in your world... well more then he was before. He could have left and he didn't and-and. Damn it.

Suddenly pulling on your arm you whorled around coming face to face with Red Robin.

"You can't go."

You froze your stomach shifting as the thought he had final had it with you crossed your mind. He was bringing you in and you couldn't blame him.

"Why not?"

"This guy is after you! You should come with me till be get him."

You blinked a few times seeing how serious he was and still not believing him.

"And what? Stay with you? My dear, dear birdie boy did you forget that I.am. a. ~criminal~ I can't just stay with the bats. Not unless they're holding me because I'm too dangerous to be out and about and we both know that isn't true."

He paused for a moment before shaking his head, "It'll be fine. And if not I'll figure something out but for now, you're coming with me."

Your cheeks flushed and you scowled, but you owed him. He-he had risked his life for you. Twice.

"Okay, fine."

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