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sanguineterrain · 1 year ago

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the teeth you know | dick grayson

Summary: The war between the humans and the vampires has lasted for a year now. When you fled Gotham, you thought that would be the last time you'd see the Vampire King and the love of your life, Dick Grayson. You were wrong.

Pairing: vampire king!Dick Grayson x fem!reader. based on the dc vs vampires comics

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings/tags: smut!!! 18+ only. oral fem receiving, manipulation, romantic dick, me retconning whatever smarmy little bastard they wrote in dc vs vampires bc that is NOT my dick. dick is literally so gone for you, vampire king or not. themes of death, war, vampires killing humans. if i missed any warnings lmk!

happy almost halloween! follow your dreams and fuck that superhero turned vampire. it'll definitely fix them this time.

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Tonight, you dream.

You don't usually have good dreams. Not since this whole war began. Your dreams are filled with red. Always red, always terrifying.

Except when he's in them.

The first few times it happened, you yelled at him for intruding on your subconscious. For warping your emotions and making you miss him. He'd laughed at that.

You should look at yourself a little harder before blaming me. I just appear. You do all the dirty work of missing me, my love.

You're in Gotham in tonight's dream. The old Gotham, of course. Before any bastard undead creatures could suck the life out of your city. Before Dick Grayson haunted your dreams.

You're on a rooftop ledge, legs dangling. You stare at the harbor. The city's wet from the rain and alive. So alive. You start to cry.

"Oh, honey," he says, and you cry harder because he sounds exactly like the Dick you knew.

He keeps his distance, sitting a few feet away. You refuse to look at him, because this is exactly how he gets you to miss him. Dick makes a soft noise when you scrub at your face.

"Have you been eating enough?" he asks, and he almost sounds tender. But you know better. "I'll track down a produce shipment, tell my men to intercept the boat for you."

"Fuck you," you say. "I don't take food out of people's mouths."

Dick edges closer. He feels big in your dreams, looming over you.

"You wouldn't take food out of anyone's mouth. There's no longer a faction on the planet that requires all that food."

Because the vampires have all but wiped humans out. You snarl.

"Why can't you leave me alone?" you snap. "I know you're cruel, but the least you could do is let me dream in peace."

"Have I been cruel to you? I don't mean to be, sweetheart. I visit to check on you."

"Bullshit, Dick." Saying his name makes you shake. "You visit to manipulate me. I'm not going to give up my location, I'm not going to turn against my team, and I'm definitely never going to be your queen."

Dick is next to you on the roof ledge, now. He leans in and you stiffen at his eyes. You still aren't used to the absence of blue.

"Of course not. I wouldn't make you do anything you don't want to," he says, hand slipping across your jaw. You immediately slap him away. He makes a displeased sound.

"Why don't you find someone else to manipulate? I'm sure you've got countless minions who'd leap at the chance to be with you for eternity."

"I don't want anyone else," he murmurs. "I've thought of nothing but you since we parted. I wish you hadn't run, my love. Things would be better if we were together, you’d see.”

"Hah. You used to be so much better at compartmentalizing, Grayson. Guess vampires aren't so good at controlling their own desires."

He laughs, tosses his head back. His fangs glint. Dick's smile is deceiving; underneath the charm, there's unimaginable power. Vampirism has treated him well: he's always filled out, lean with muscle, carrying an easy strength everywhere he goes.

You, on the other hand, suffer from poor nutrition. You didn't sleep well before this mess; now, it's nearly impossible.

(Except when Dick visits, you feel rested the next morning. You'd never admit such a thing to anybody, but it's the truth.)

"Oh, sweetheart, but why would I bother controlling my desires now? There's no one stopping me from having what I want."

You stew in silence, turning away from him. Dick sighs.

"What do you want, hm? Tell me. I'll give you anything."

"I want you to free every human you're holding captive," you say. "And I want you and your people to stop this war."

"Such a golden heart," Dick says. "That's what I love about you. Always so good."

"You used to be good too," you shoot back bitterly.

"No, I used to be obedient. There's a difference. I used to be Bruce's little, golden cow."

“He treated you well.”

“When I fell in line,” he says.

You fall quiet again. Dick scoots closer. You scoot away.

"You know I've already let a few of the humans go. For you, honey. As a sign of goodwill. I'm not totally heartless, you know."

You roll your eyes.

"Right. Well, us cattle don't find it merciful when we're sent out on our own to die, so you'll have to excuse me if I don't thank Your Highness on my knees."

"You are not cattle," Dick says fiercely. "Don't talk about yourself that way."

"My life is no less human and no more important than theirs," you say, temper flaring. "So, yes, I am."

"That's—"

You fall off the roof before he can say any more. Your stomach swoops similarly to how it would if you were awake. But then the stars bleed into the skyline, and there's a flash of golden light.

And now you're in a bedroom. It's not one you recognize, richly decorated with golden accents and silk sheets and curtains. You'd almost mistake it for a room at Wayne Manor.

"Now this is much better, don't you think? You're wearing my favorite color."

You look down and see that your pajamas have been swapped for a long, blood red, chiffon nightgown. It hugs every curve and dip of your body, the sleeves and collar trimmed in soft fur. The neckline is somewhat modest, but the fabric is totally see-through past your thighs.

It's something a queen would wear.

"Beautiful," Dick murmurs, voice rough. "Fuck, honey. This is the sort of thing you should wear all the time."

"Change me back," you demand. "I am not a doll for you to dress up, Dick."

"No, of course you're not. This is just a taste of how you'd live if you were with me, my love."

"I will never live with you. I'd rather die."

Dick hums, then draws closer. You back up until your legs hit the edge of the bed. He prowls further, eyes sharp like he's hunting prey. Your pulse quickens and you have to remind yourself that this is just a dream.

"What happened to us?" he asks softly. "I know that, at one point, you loved me."

"Yeah, that was before you turned into a monster. I loved a man."

"I'm no more monster than any of the men you've known," Dick says.

You scoff. "God, where'd you get that one? Jason?"

Dick smiles, and it almost looks human. "No, that was a Grayson original. And it's true. Man has never been good. You don't like me because now I drink a little blood?"

"I don't like you because you used to be good, and now you're not."

He hums. "I'm not all bad, my love. I can be subdued, tamed. You want me to be tame? I can be good for you. I can give you anything your heart desires. Our wants are the same.”

Dick eases you backwards onto the bed. You shouldn’t let him. Shouldn’t like the cold press of undead flesh against your heat. Shouldn’t like how he holds you, how convincing he sounds. You know your wants aren’t the same, that Dick is playing you, and you’re being easy.

But… but it's not like you'll ever see him for real again. No one will know.

And God, it's been so long since anyone touched you. You pined for this, what seems like forever ago. Dick Grayson wanting you had felt impossible, until it wasn't… but by then, he'd become the very thing you'd sworn to hate.

"This–” You swallow. “This isn’t right.”

But your legs part for him to kneel between.

"Tell me to stop and I will. I serve you first."

Dick hovers over you, hands planted on either side of your head. You're getting wet. You ache in more ways than one.

"This is cruel," you whine.

"I don’t mean to be cruel,” he says gently. “Do you want me to stop, my love? My beautiful queen, who hasn’t been touched in so long. You’ve needed me, haven’t you?”

“Not–not your queen,” you say, panting, but you let him in, let him settle above you.

“If you say so, my love," he says, nuzzling your neck. You tense even though he can't actually bite you.

His fingers thread with yours. The position is unbearably intimate. You’d forgotten how romantic Dick was. How loving. Briefly, you wonder if he kept that through the shift.

It’s impossible, you insist as he kisses your jaw.

"You're a dream in red," he purrs. "I might prefer it to you in blue, but it's a close call."

"Your ego is ridiculous," you say, and Dick unlinks one hand to pet the apex of your thighs with two fingers. You're still clothed, and you're still dreaming, but the heat and pressure and slick feel so real.

"The sounds you're making certainly don’t keep my ego in check," Dick says with a proud grin, fangs on display.

Then he rips your underwear off, ducks between your legs, and licks you until you cry.

You arch off the bed, and even in the dream, his strength is easy, one hand keeping you pressed to the bed. Dick pushes one of your legs up to get a deeper angle, moaning into your cunt. Your leg goes up easily even though in real life, it would pinch. You’re not as flexible as he is.

"Dickie," you cry, tears slipping down your cheeks because it's so good, it feels real, you wish this was real, wish you had him back.

He nips your thighs, groans into your sex. Dick ruts the mattress, the first loss of control he's shown. It makes you wetter, knowing that he's so gone for you. It's sick to like such a thing, but you never stopped loving him, not really. You can't seem to reckon the man from the monster.

You come hard on his tongue, and he keeps licking until you push him away.

"You haven't been touched in ages, I bet," he says, lips shiny with your arousal. His eyes are a brighter red. His chest heaves. He looks hungrier than before he started.

"Been a bit busy,” you say when your brain comes back online. “End of humanity and all that."

His eyes go soft. You hate that he can still make that look.

"Why are you so stubborn? Why won't you let me take care of you? You belong at my side."

You scowl. "I don't belong anywhere, Dick. Certainly nowhere near you."

His eyes glitter and he grabs you by your hips and kisses you. You let him, because you're absolutely pathetic and because you haven't been touched in ages.

Dick laughs against your mouth and peppers kisses on your throat before pulling away.

"I'll send your team food. They won't even know it's me," he says, half-lidded. "My beloved queen. You'll never starve. I didn't know it was so bad."

"I am not your queen and I don't need your charity. In fact, you know what? I'm waking up. Right now."

Dick smiles, and kisses your hand. Then he gets off of the bed, and fixes his collar. He must be aching in his slacks, dream or not, but he straightens up like he has all the time in the world to fuck you. Like he knows you’ll be back.

"Of course, my love. Whatever you want. Till next time."

The dream fades from a golden bedroom to your dark, tiny hole of a room you've camped in for a few months.

You turn your head and look at the clock. It's still late.

Your thighs ache. Your mouth tingles where he kissed you.

You swore to never pledge yourself to the Vampire King. But you never made any such promises about Dick Grayson.

#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x y/n #dick grayson x female reader #vampire dick grayson #vampire richard grayson #dc vs vampires #nightwing x reader #nightwing x you #nightwing fanfiction #batman fanfiction

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towritecomicsonherarms · 2 months ago

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DC Vs. Vampires: All-Out War #6

#DC Vs. Vampires: All-Out War #dc vs vampires #superman #comics #deathstroke #deadman #dc #baron cinder

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dispatchdcu · 6 months ago

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DC Vs. Vampires: World War V #1 Preview

DC Vs. Vampires: World War V #1 Preview #DCVsVampiresWorldWarV #WorldWarV #DCvsVampires #vampires #DCEU #dccomics #comics #comicbooks #news #dcu #dcuuniverse #art #info #NCBD #comicbooknews #previews #reviews #amazon

DC Vs. Vampires: World War V #1 Preview: The smash-hit series returns! It’s the dead of winter, and any hope for a fragile truce between the Green Arrow-led human heroes and vampire queen Barbara Gordon’s army has been dashed by Damian Wayne and his guerrilla fighters. He’s the only one fighting back against the bloodthirsty hordes, leaving Green Arrow with a choice: Does he stand and fight or…

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lylethewaterguy · 6 months ago

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I have some DC analysis, but please bear with me cause idk if I’m gonna be able to explain this well.

I think that Green Arrow is actually one of if not the main DC character embodying hope.

What I mean by that is that when looking at apocalyptic DC storylines there are four main characters that regularly represent hope in some capacity. Those being Superman, Nightwing, Booster Gold, and Green Arrow. And that amongst them I find GA to be the strongest and most impactful. Going over each of them quickly:

Superman represents inherent goodness and the hope that goodness will persevere in the face of evil. Which means that when he dies or goes evil that signals, essentially, that the gloves are off. That being solely good can no longer win the fight and hard decisions will have to be made. Like how they kill people in DC vs Vampires, how they abandon humans on earth in DCeased, or all the betrayal and moral ambiguity (even from the good guys) in Injustice. If Superman is gone then the hope for any semblance of moral purity is over.

Nightwing represents unity, community, and friendship. So when he goes (dies or otherwise) the superhero community fractures beyond repair. That united front is gone. Like how DC vs Vampires literally divides everyone into vampire and non-vampire, or how DCeased separates the leaguers but putting them on different planets, or the civil war in Injustice.

Booster Gold doesn’t appear as prominently, on account of being a smaller character, but when he does he quite literally embodies that the current future remains. If he is to be born 500 years from now humanity has to not only survive but be able to return to normal. So when he fades out of existence (or at least is supposed to) it shows that things have fundamentally and irreversibly changed.

Green Arrow on the other hand represents the perseverance of humanity. He has always been the “normal person” representing humanity in the Justice League. And that also carries over into DCs more apocalyptic storylines. If Green Arrow is still alive that means that they may have to bend their morals, they may be fractured forever, and things may never return to normal, but the earth keeps spinning, the stars keeps burning, and lives goes on. If Green Arrow is still kicking then hope remains.

#green arrow #oliver queen #superman #nightwing #booster gold #also why I think they regularly keep him alive well into the apocalypse #but idk #I’m tired and just wanted to rant

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redhoodinternaldialectical · 16 days ago

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A Collection of Times that Batman has Killed

Batman is a character very famous for having a hard line no killing stance - but there are a lot of times when he has absolutely killed people! I think it'd be interesting to take a look at how and why authors choose to make him kill, and especially at what Watsonian/in-universe logic is used to justify him killing. I partly think it'd just be neat, but also I have a very strong suspicion that the most common reason used is going to end up being "they weren't human" and that in turn that pattern is going to result in a pattern of Bruce himself failing to value non-human sentient people.

As such I'm gonna just informally start jotting down the context and data every time I see him go for the kill

In this post specifically I'll be laying out my assumptions and thoughts about this and do a lil short analysis of each of my first three starting points

Cosmic Odyssey #1

Watsonian Context: One of Darkseid's troops got stranded and started dragging people into the sewers for food and eating them. Batman knows without a doubt that this alien is sentient, he's seen the advanced tech he was using and the chair he make-shifted for himself. The clear justification within narrative is that this is a cannibalistic monster, a nonhuman with no redeeming qualities - which is kinda odd given that this juxtaposes with the tale of the "humans" who waged an unjust war against a bunch of aliens simply because they thought they were evolutionarily superior. Bit of a mixed message there.

Doyalist Context: Written by Jim Starlin in 1988 or at least that's what the copywright listed on my copy said. Starlin has made Batman kill at least one other time so we should keep in mind that killing simply isn't beyond the pale for this version of Bruce.

Batman (1940) #415

Jaybin shooting at the cops <3 also the way they dispatch this robot is like beat for beat the way that Bruce dispatches the Amazo robot that Jason later siccs on him and Dick Grayson, a beautiful little parallel in the use of that small shaped explosive device

Watsonian Context: This is a Manhunter posing as Jim Gordon. Batman doesn't necessarily know that these are sentient at this point, but he also doesn't know for sure that they aren't sentient either, and again, he's basing calling Fake Gordon an 'it' on the fact that he's not human, and just look at the panels dog, that's very obviously the reason we're not supposed to feel like it's a big deal that Jason and Bruce are dismantling him with a shotgun and a small bomb.

Doyalist Context: Written by Jim Starlin in 1988, again there's a point at which Starlin has Batman killing a human, so it's not beyond the pale to begin with, but also Robots are generally a shorthand way for authors to give us mooks and goons that it's okay for the Good Guys to kill indiscriminately. There's not supposed to be any moral conflict here at all, and it's basically not even treated as a killing; they straight up throw this guy's head in the literal garbage when they're done pulling out his memories. Harsh!

Batman (1940) The Funny Weed Number (issue #420)

I've already talked about this one before, so I'll keep it brief: Batman very definitely attempted to kill the KGBeast

Doyalist Context: Written by Jim Starlin in 1988. Distinct from the two non-human kills, the KGBeast's death is given a heck of a lot more weight and is clearly a much more grave and gritty decision for Batman to make. We also don't see the killing blow as it were, there's no gore or destruction on panel, he just traps him in a scenario that's liable to be deadly.

DC vs Vampires

Watsonian Context: "You can't kill them. They're already dead." Is the line that got me curious about all this in the first place, especially combined with the idea of the "no metas in Gotham" rule. It's unavoidable here; vampires are fully sentient beings with every capacity to be decent people and they simply do not count to Bruce because they are biologically different than base humans. Now one could make a good argument that the scale of the threat pushed him more towards killing outright, and that's probably at least a little true, but in the Injustice series his conviction to kill is left intact and he's up against an equivalent scale threat there.

Doyalist Context: Written by Matthew Rosenberg and James Tynion IV in 2021. Batman's refusal to kill is by this point an incredibly well embedded character trait. The genre of this comic though is specifically apocalyptic. It's got a lot in common with Marvel's zombie books or heck even DCeased - The vampires are specifically a world ending hoard, and that kind of story just doesn't mesh well with someone who refuses to kill? I dunno, I feel like that had to have been a factor in the decision making process, but at the same time, I think they could have kept Bruce's conviction not to kill just fine if they'd wanted to.

Some extra thoughts:

So, the fact that Starlin is up here so much is interesting. I have a hunch that Batman's no kill rule is in large part a direct response to The Killing Joke and A Death in the Family making it really weird that Bruce hasn't killed the Joker. If that's true then it's not exactly surprising that Starlin has such a high kill count for him; he'd have been the last writer that didn't have to deal with that question and he was prone to 'grittier' 'darker' stories to begin with. On the other hand, I might just happen to be obsessed with Jason Todd and that means reading a lot of 1980s comics *shrug*

One assumption of mine that's going strong though is that Batman simply values non-human life less than human life. Most authors do too. Most stories need disposable badguys and inhumanity is the easiest way to produce them, yet at the same time totally non-sentient enemies are often pretty lame. Gone are the days when we all just want to see a dozen buff men getting into fisticuffs with big gorillas lmao. So you get hordes of zombies, robots, vampires, demons, hive mind aliens - basically anything nonhuman is ten to twenty times more likely to end up as an "it doesn't count" kill.

Anyhow, that's it for my rambles for today

Please feel free to add on if you've got more of these! I know he killed people TONS in the very earliest comics lol and I'd be interested in hearing about when that stopped being such a thing for him if anyone knows

#bruce wayne #batman #damian's tomfoolery

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