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need to be arkham knight’s little fuck pet tbh

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FRICK YOU *age regresses all ur nakama including their memories for leik a month or two*

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theres nothing more sinister than my face when i find a new writer i fw

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“We listen and we don’t judge!”

Summery: basically the “we listen and we don’t judge.” Trend with DC characters.

Ft: Bruce Wayne x reader, Dick Grayson x reader, Jason Todd x reader, Tim Drake x reader, Barry Allen x reader, Clark Kent x reader, Diana Prince x reader, Wally west x reader, Hal Jordan x reader.

Warnings/content: crack fic and no warnings.

Izzy’s notey: “we listen and we don’t judge” we all say in unison! Also I knoww old trend.

Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

You held your phone, staring at Dick as he squirmed, clearly not thrilled about being part of this trend. “Alright, Dick. You know the drill: We listen, and we don’t judge.”

Dick rubbed the back of his neck, looking anywhere but at you. “Fine, but you might regret asking for this one.”

“We won’t judge!” you assured him.

He sighed, looking embarrassed. “Okay, sometimes… I wear my old acrobat costume to bed. Just for nostalgia, I swear! I haven’t used it in years, but it still fits, and… it’s comfy.”

You blinked. “Are you saying you sleep in a costume that’s meant for performing stunts?”

He shot you a glare. “I don’t judge your weird habits, alright?”

You laughed. “Dick, that’s adorable. I mean, who needs pajamas when you have your acrobat outfit?”

Jason Todd (Red Hood)

Jason leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking utterly unimpressed. “You really want me to do this?”

“Yes! We listen and don’t judge, Jason!” you exclaimed.

Jason groaned. “Fine. Sometimes, after I get a really bad headache from patrol, I’ll go to the store and buy a stuffed animal. A big one.”

You blinked, then tilted your head. “What? Like, a teddy bear?”

He nodded begrudgingly. “Yeah. Sometimes a penguin or a dog, too. Just something to squeeze while I try to relax.”

You burst out laughing. “Jason, that’s the most surprising thing I’ve ever heard about you!”

“Shut up!” he shot back, but you could see the faintest blush creeping up his neck. “I said no judging!”

Tim Drake (Red Robin)

Tim’s face was already flushed when you asked him to do the trend. “You sure about this?”

You nodded eagerly. “We listen, and we don’t judge.”

He sighed, rubbing his face. “Fine, but this is embarrassing.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep it safe. Your secret is safe with me!”

Tim hesitated before giving in. “Okay, sometimes I get too attached to fictional characters. Like… I cried over the death of a character in a book I read when I was thirteen. And I still feel bad about it.”

You blinked. “A book character?”

“Yeah! I know, it’s silly. It was just this whole dramatic scene, and I couldn’t help it!” He sighed dramatically. “I haven’t lived it down since.”

You smiled warmly at him. “Tim, it’s okay. Fictional characters can hit hard. I’m right there with you!”

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Bruce stood, arms crossed, looking more irritated than usual. “This is a waste of time.”

“It’s not a waste! We listen, and we don’t judge!” you coaxed.

“Fine. But I’m not sharing anything personal.”

You raised an eyebrow. “We all have our embarrassing moments, Bruce.”

He let out a long sigh, rubbing his temple. “Sometimes, when I’m alone in the Batcave, I play chess against myself. And I take it… very seriously. Like, I’ll lose a match and get genuinely angry at myself.”

Your jaw dropped. “Bruce, you play chess against yourself?”

He shot you a death glare. “I said no judging.”

“I’m not judging!” you reassured him quickly, trying to stifle your laughter. “Just… never expected you to be a competitive chess player with yourself.”

Barry Allen (The Flash)

Barry’s eyes were already twinkling with mischief as you asked him to participate. “Alright, I’m in. We listen, we don’t judge.”

“Exactly,” you said, holding up your phone. “You go first.”

Barry shifted uncomfortably. “Okay, so, um, sometimes I… binge-watch cooking shows. But not for the recipes. I just like watching people eat the food. It’s… calming.”

You blinked, staring at him. “Wait, what? You watch cooking shows… for the food they eat?”

Barry flushed, his face turning red. “Yeah, I know. It’s weird. But it’s like I can almost taste it if I watch closely enough.”

You giggled. “Barry, you’re a grown man, and you’re watching people eat? That’s adorable.”

“I said no judging!” he protested.

Clark Kent (Superman)

Clark cleared his throat nervously as you asked him to share. “Alright, you’ve got me here. We listen, and we don’t judge, right?”

You grinned. “Right. No judgment.”

Clark sighed, a little embarrassed. “Sometimes I… listen to pop music when I’m flying. And, uh, I might even sing along. Really loudly. Like, off-key.”

You tried to hold back your laughter. “Superman? Off-key?”

He looked at you sheepishly. “I know, it’s not my best talent, but it’s… it’s relaxing.”

You couldn’t hold it in anymore, laughing out loud. “Clark, I love you even more now. The image of you singing pop songs in the sky is too perfect.”

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)

Diana crossed her arms, looking calm as ever but slightly embarrassed. “I suppose I’ll share. But remember, no judgment.”

“We won’t judge!” you promised.

She exhaled slowly. “Sometimes, after a long day, I listen to classical music. But… I pretend to conduct the orchestra with a broom. Like, full-on, dramatic movements.”

You stared at her, eyes wide. “Wait, you pretend to be a conductor… with a broom?”

She nodded, her face flushed. “I can’t help it. It’s soothing, but I don’t let anyone see.”

You burst out laughing, holding your stomach. “Diana, that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day!”

Wally West (Kid Flash)

Wally immediately sat up with excitement when you asked him to participate. “Oh, I’ve got a good one for you!”

“We listen, and we don’t judge,” you reminded him.

Wally’s grin widened. “Okay, so, sometimes I get really into cartoons, right? And I end up laughing so hard that I snort. Like, uncontrollably. And it’s not cute.”

You blinked, trying to process it. “Wait, you… snort?”

He nodded, a sheepish look crossing his face. “Yeah. It’s ridiculous, but I can’t stop. It’s embarrassing.”

You bit your lip, trying to hold back laughter. “Wally, that’s honestly the cutest thing I’ve heard.”

He groaned, hiding his face in his hands. “I knew you’d judge me!”

Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)

Hal leaned against the wall, already grinning. “Alright, alright. I’m ready for this.”

“We listen, and we don’t judge,” you reminded him.

Hal’s eyes shifted to the side. “So, sometimes when I’m bored, I, uh, use my ring to do… ballet poses. You know, just floating around in midair and doing pirouettes and stuff.”

You blinked. “Wait, you do ballet… with a Green Lantern ring?”

“Yeah, well, I’m great at it,” he said confidently. “I might even look graceful sometimes.”

You snorted, unable to stop yourself from laughing. “Hal, you’re a big tough guy and you’re doing ballet? That’s amazing.”

“You said no judging!” he shot back, but you could see he was trying not to smile.

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Shadows and Sunlight

Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: none. Let me know if i missed anything!

Izzy’s notey: first fic for my beloved red hood. Constructive criticism is always appreciated as well as reblogs <3

The rain had slowed to a drizzle by the time Jason pushed open the fire escape window. You were sitting on the couch, surrounded by books and half-empty coffee mugs, but you knew he was there before he even stepped inside.

“Rough night?” you asked, setting your book down as he climbed in.

“Something like that,” he muttered, pulling off his damp leather jacket and tossing it over the back of a chair. His hair was wet, clinging to his forehead, and there was a tension in his shoulders that hadn’t been there when he left.

You watched as he crossed the room, his movements heavier than usual, and sat on the edge of the couch. He didn’t look at you right away, his eyes fixed on the floor.

“You’re hurt,” you said, noticing the way he was cradling his side.

“It’s nothing,” he replied quickly, brushing you off. But when you moved closer, kneeling in front of him, he didn’t stop you from lifting the hem of his shirt.

A fresh bruise was blooming across his ribs, dark and angry against his pale skin. You frowned, your fingers ghosting over the injury without touching.

“Jason…”

“It’s not as bad as it looks,” he said, finally meeting your eyes. “I’ve had worse.”

“That’s not the point,” you said, your voice soft but firm. “You don’t have to do this alone, you know.”

He let out a dry laugh, though there was no real humor in it. “What, and drag you into this mess even more than I already have?”

“You’re not dragging me into anything,” you said, your hands resting gently on his knees. “I’m here because I want to be. Because I care about you, even when you try to shut me out.”

For a moment, he didn’t say anything. His jaw tightened, and you could see the internal battle playing out behind his eyes. Jason Todd didn’t let people in easily. Trust, for him, was a fragile thing, earned through shared scars and quiet moments like this one.

“I don’t deserve this,” he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper.

You reached up, brushing a strand of damp hair away from his face. “Yes, you do,” you said, your tone unwavering. “You deserve someone who cares about you. Someone who sees past the Red Hood and the walls you put up. And if you’re going to keep doing this dangerous, insane thing you do every night, then I’m going to be here to make sure you come back in one piece.”

His lips quirked into a faint smile, the tension in his shoulders easing just a little. “You’re stubborn, you know that?”

“Takes one to know one,” you shot back, earning a soft chuckle from him.

Jason reached out, his hand resting lightly against your cheek. “You’re too good for me,” he murmured.

“And yet, here I am,” you replied, leaning into his touch.

For the first time that night, Jason allowed himself to relax. The weight he carried every day—the guilt, the anger, the endless fight—felt just a little lighter with you there. And as he pulled you into his arms, holding you like you were the only thing keeping him grounded, he realized that maybe, just maybe, you were right.

He wasn’t alone. Not anymore.

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Hey lover

The first thing you noticed as you stirred awake was warmth—a solid, comforting warmth. You opened your eyes to find him beside you, still fast asleep. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden rays across his face. His features were relaxed, lips slightly parted as he breathed in steady, peaceful rhythms.

You smiled to yourself, feeling your heart swell at how serene he looked. It wasn’t often that you got to see him like this, unguarded and free of the weight he carried every day.

Careful not to wake him, you shifted closer, resting your head against his chest. His arm instinctively tightened around you, pulling you closer in his sleep. The subtle scent of him—clean and familiar—made you feel at home in a way you hadn’t realized you needed.

For a moment, you simply stayed there, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat. It was a reminder that he was here, that this wasn’t some fleeting dream.

Eventually, you felt him stir. His breathing changed, and his fingers brushed lightly against your back. You tilted your head to look up at him just as his eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep.

“Morning,” he mumbled, his voice raspy and low, but the soft smile on his lips sent warmth flooding through you. “Morning,” you whispered back, reaching up to smooth the messy strands of hair falling over his forehead.

He chuckled, pulling you closer until your foreheads were almost touching. “Did you sleep well?”

“With you here? Always.”

His smile widened at your response, and he pressed a lingering kiss to your temple. “Good. I’d hate to think I wasn’t doing my job as your human pillow.”

You both laughed softly, the sound blending into the quiet of the morning. It was moments like this—simple, intimate—that reminded you how lucky you were to have him.

“Can we stay like this a little longer?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

He nodded, pulling the blanket over you both. “As long as you want.”

And so, you stayed wrapped up in each other, savoring the quiet comfort of the morning before the rest of the world came calling.

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A Tim for @mlim8

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me tweaking out trying to find that one good fanfic

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Happy New years to all my mutuals and followers! I love you guys so much!💕

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**Time is Running Out**

Imagine enduring a harsh winter in a tent made of tarpaulin, with nothing to shield you from the elements.

Every day brings the threat of freezing temperatures, and rainwater can flood our small space, putting us at risk of drowning. The cold can lead to serious health issues, such as chest infections and chronic illnesses.

You can see

I am pleading for help to save my family from this life-threatening situation.

Please, we need your support to escape this danger and find a safe place to live.

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Okay but did they need to make Red Hood in Gotham Knights so goddamn FINE?!?!

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The Superboys🤔

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Im happy with how this turned out actually:3

Also glad that a lot of ppl chose Nightwing in my previous poll cause I wanted to draw him lmao

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The lack of Roy Harper x Reader, Wally West x Reader is criminal

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every time you and wally fuck he’s genuinely surprised you let him hit again