#Jayson dc

[siriusly-dc]

Batkids: I’m so much better than Bruce he’s literally an NPC so stuck up he would never do this I’m such a rebel I’m so bad

Bruce: did so much shit from birth to adopting Richard he traumatised himself so bad he became so paranoid to the point he lost his ability to human

[evangelin07]

Tim’s biggest secret 🤐

[justsomebatfamstuff]

Prompt idea

What of instead ‘Depressed/Abused Tim with no inhibitor because of some drug and tries commit unlive, making Batfam realises they phucked up’ we got Tim who tried eating his phone or just doing every thought that just came to mind like,

“TIM! DON’T PLAY DARTS WITH THE NEEDLES!”

“GET FUCK OFF ME REPLACEMENT!”

“FATHER! DRAKE BIT ME!”

And like so on, and by the end Tim’s phone has been smashed into bits, half of the medbay was destroyed, and Tim had to be removed from a watchlist for sending out nuke warnings as a prank.

[blackrubus]

Some old things with witcher au (hehe I have more, but post it later) X) Oh some day I would be have more energy for a something new from this au…

[akairawrites]

Hey, do you think you could write relationship blurbs for Dick Grayson?

Of course!

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The light rain hit the windows, creating a soothing pitter-patter sound as the couple slept peacefully in their shared bed a perfect backdrop to their sanctuary. The woman, Y/n, shifted beneath the thick duvet, her body naturally curling closer to her husband's warmth. Her fingers absentmindedly brushed against his arm, tugging him gently towards her, a small smile playing on her lips as she nestled into his embrace.

Dick stirred slightly, the softness of her touch pulling him from the haze of sleep. His eyelids fluttered open, but only then did the early morning light barely cut through the overcast sky outside. He let out a low, contented sigh, his voice heavy with sleep as he instinctively tightened his hold around her waist.

"Good morning," He murmured, his voice rough with grogginess, the words rumbling deep in his throat, carrying the weight of sleep still clinging to him. His face nuzzled into the crook of her neck, the familiar scent of her hair mingling with the faint smell of rain in the air.

Y/n hummed softly, not yet ready to face the world beyond the cozy cocoon they had created under the blankets. The rain continued its steady rhythm against the glass, a quiet symphony that felt like it was meant just for them. lulling them into the serenity of the moment.

“I could stay like this forever,” Y/n whispered, her voice barely audible as she relaxed fully into his arms, her heart syncing with the calm beat of his.

"You know," Dick's lips brushed lightly against her temple as he spoke, his words slower than usual, thick with the lingering fog of sleep. "I don't think I'd mind that either." He shifted slightly, just enough to press a soft kiss to the side of her head, staying there as if he could trap the moment, keeping it from slipping away.

For a moment, it was as if nothing else existed outside their small world-their shared breath, the steady rhythm of the rain, the subtle movements of their bodies seeking each other without thought. it was the kind of peace that didn't come often but when it did, neither of them wanted to let go.

"Do you think it'll rain all day?" y/n asked, her voice was soft, dreamlike, as she traced small circles on his chest with her fingertips, her gaze half-lidded as if she were still half asleep. There was something comforting about the idea of the rain, an excuse to stay in bed.

Dick chuckled softly, his chest rumbling beneath her fingers. "if it does," he replied "We're not going anywhere. Just us. No alarms, no missions, no rushing around. Just...this." His hand moved gently along her back, his thumb grazing her skin in slow, lazy strokes, the kind that could lull anyone back to sleep.

Y/n smiled, her heart swelling at the thought of spending an entire day wrapped up in him, "That sounds perfect," she whispered, her voice filled with contentment.

The rain outside continued to fall, as if nature wanted them to stay wrapped in this perfect bubble a little longer. The world could wait for now.

The dial tone buzzed in your ears as you slowly pulled your phone away, the weight of the conversation still heavy in the air. Just then, the couch creaked as someone sank down beside you. You glanced up to see your boyfriend, Dick, his playful grin fading into a look of concern. Without exchanging a word, he sensed the tension that clung to you like a thick fog, and it was clear he understood that something was deeply amiss.

His blue eyes locked onto yours, emanating a profound sense of security that wrapped around you like a warm blanket. Though he didn’t utter a word, his silent presence provided the comfort you desperately needed. With a gentle nudge, he drew you closer to his chest, and the subtle scent of his cologne enveloped you, igniting something deep within. In an instant, the floodgates opened, and the tears you had been valiantly holding back spilled over, soaking Dick’s sweater and leaving you feeling both vulnerable and oddly safe.

He gently yet firmly grabbed your legs and lifted them across his lap, positioning you snugly beside him. In that quiet moment, he let you pour out your tears, offering a comforting presence that spoke volumes. It was as if everything else faded away, and all that mattered was being there for you just when you needed him most. He refrained from overwhelming you with questions about the call that had triggered your heartbreak, choosing instead to simply hold you close, creating a safe space for your emotions to flow.

“It's okay, you're okay” Was all that came from his lips as he rubbed small circles on your back. His heartbeat gave you something to focus on. The rhythm pulled you back from the chaos in your mind.

For a while, the two of you sat in silence, broken only by the occasional shaky breath you took as your sobs slowly subsided. Dick’s thumb traced lazy patterns on your shoulder, his other hand brushing stray strands of hair from your damp cheeks. There was no urgency in his touch, no rush to pry answers from you. Instead, he simply existed with you in the rawness of the moment.

When you finally found your voice, it was barely above a whisper. “I don’t even know where to start,” you confessed, your throat raw from crying.

“Then don’t,” Dick replied softly, his lips brushing the crown of your head. “You don’t have to figure it all out right now. Just let me be here.”

The weight of his words settled over you, grounding and freeing all at once. The need to explain, to make sense of your emotions, slipped away. In his embrace, you realized you didn’t have to hold everything together. Dick was there to help carry the weight you couldn’t bear alone.

The chaotic buzz of the Blüdhaven Police Department hit you the moment you walked through the doors. Phones were ringing, officers were shouting back and forth, and the rhythmic clatter of keyboards filled the air. It was a familiar chaos you’d come to expect—and even enjoy. You balanced a white cardboard box in your hands, the sweet smell of fresh donuts curling around you. As you moved through the station, a few officers greeted you with smiles or nods. By now, they all knew who you were—not just because of your frequent visits, but because of who you were here for.

You stopped at Amy’s desk, the sharp-eyed admin who was always in the know. She glanced up from her paperwork, her glasses sliding slightly down the bridge of her nose as she eyed the box in your hands.

“Well, well,” Amy said, smirking as she leaned back in her chair. “The donut fairy graces us with her presence again. What’s the occasion this time?”

You grinned, setting the box on her desk and popping it open. “No occasion. Just figured I’d keep morale up. Save me one of the chocolate frosted, though, or we’re going to have words.”

Amy laughed, already reaching for a powdered sugar one. “Morale, huh? And let me guess—you’re looking for Grayson?”

“You know me too well,” you said, glancing toward the back of the station. “He in?”

Amy nodded, brushing powdered sugar off her fingers. “Yeah, he’s here. Got in not too long ago. Probably buried in paperwork, but that’s his own fault.”

“Good to know,” you said, snatching a napkin and grabbing one of the donuts. “Guess I’ll save him one before you guys clean me out.”

Amy gave you a knowing smirk. “Save it for him, huh? Or is this your excuse to drag him away from his desk? He just got caught up on his caseload.”

You gave her a pointed look, raising your free hand as if to feign innocence. “What, me? Distract him? Never. It’s just a donut, Amy.”

“Uh-huh,” she muttered, clearly unconvinced as you turned and made your way toward Dick’s office.

The door to his office was slightly ajar, and through the gap, you could see him leaning back in his chair, pen in hand as he scribbled something down in a notepad. His dark hair was just a little messy, as if he’d been running his hands through it, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. You knocked lightly on the doorframe before stepping inside, already biting into your donut.

Dick glanced up, his sharp blue eyes softening the moment he saw you. The corners of his mouth lifted in that small, familiar smile that was just for you. “Hey,” he said, his tone instantly lighter. “Let me guess—you brought donuts to keep the peace.”

“And to keep you fed,” you teased, stepping further into the room. “Pretty sure coffee doesn’t count as a meal, no matter how much you drink it.”

“Not true,” he replied, leaning back in his chair and gesturing toward his desk. “There’s half a granola bar in here somewhere.”

“Granola bar,” you repeated, arching an eyebrow. “Wow, you really are living the dream.”

Dick smirked, standing up from his chair and walking over to you. “Don’t tell me you came all this way just to lecture me about nutrition.”

“Well,” you said, grinning as you held out the napkin-wrapped donut. “That, and I missed you. Maybe more the second part.”

He chuckled softly, taking the donut from your hand. “Missed me, huh? You saw me last night.”

“And yet, here I am,” you said, leaning against his desk. “Guess you’ll just have to deal with it.”

“Not exactly a hardship,” he admitted, taking a bite of the donut. His eyes crinkled slightly at the corners as he smiled at you, powdered sugar dusting his lips.

You leaned off the desk and reached up to cup his face, pulling him into a kiss you’d been waiting all day for. His lips were warm and soft, carrying the faint taste of sugar from the donut he’d just taken a bite of. He kissed you back just as eagerly, his hands finding your waist, and for a moment, the rest of the station melted away.

When you finally pulled back, you chuckled softly, licking your own lips to catch the powdered sugar now dusting them. “I missed that, too.”

Dick laughed, his forehead resting lightly against yours. “You sure you’re not just here for the donuts?”

“I mean…” you teased, grinning. “You’re a close second.”

He rolled his eyes but smiled anyway, pulling you closer for another quick kiss. “You’re impossible.”

“Yeah,” you said, smirking. “But you love me anyway.”

“Every damn day,” he replied warmly, before pulling away just enough to glance at the clock on the wall. “Alright, how long do I have before Amy barges in here and tells me to stop slacking?”

“Long enough for a few more kisses,” you said cheekily, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Guess I’d better make the most of it,” he murmured, leaning in again with a grin.

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[batbrainrot]

in three jokers when jason is about shot shoot joker and babs tries to stop him and they're fighting and she throws a batarang at him but misses and he kills the mf and babs is like jason wtf and they're arguing and she says "i didn't want this" and he's like "oh fr? when was the last time you missed?" is still one of my favorite moment in comics ever btw. like if you even care.

[mothman-stolemyeyebrows]

When each of the Robins were little and still new to the job, they would sometimes fall asleep in the passenger seat of the Batmobile on the way home from patrol after a long night and Bruce would carry them inside. It’s a rite of passage for both Batman and Robin.

[red-robin-yum08]

I’ve finally been able to play Gotham knights and I just wanted to share some of my favorite screenshots so far😋

Tims little sticky notes that say “Robin rules” are my favorite thing

[sailor-iris]

Titans: Titans Together (2020) #1

Art by: Scott Koblish

[lpg-s]

I believe in strong women

[siriusly-dc]

Bruce age12: murder is okay and is an action I commit daily the only one of you who is acceptable is the weirdo with a a white streak and is built like a truck. The rest of you need to get a gun but preferably knives for covert killings.

Batkids: *minds are collapsing, Tim has fainted, Jason is on his way to fainting*

Alfred: *sweating and hoping the truth to his a Bruce’s dynamic is revealed*

[evangelin07]

Batman!

[aethermoose]

Kinktober 2024

Hi there! Moose here to share my Kinktober for this year! It's been a hell of a month working on this thing and I am so excited to have the full 53k word project to share with you today! Start from the beginning here or look below to find specific prompts/pairings! Each chapter comes with any additional tags as well as content warnings (should the chapter need them!)!

Day 1. Impact Play & Edging/Orgasm Denial & Bloodplay & CBT - Poolverine

Day 2. Sensory Deprivation & Cockwarming - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson

Day 3. Tender Sex & Pseudo Incest - JayTim

Day 4. A/B/O & Group Sex - Poly!141

Day 5. Boot Worship & Branding - Poolverine

Day 6. Stripper & RarePair - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson

Day 7. Daddy & Voice Kink - SpideyPool

Day 8. Bath/Shower/Water Sex & Piercings - Ghost/Soap

Day 9. Size Difference & Nipple Play - Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes

Day 10. Fealty Kink & Dirty Talk - Price/Gaz

Day 11. Knife/Sword/Gun Play & Hand/Glove Kink - Poolverine

Day 12. Authority Kink/Power Imbalance & Throne Sex - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson (Fantasy AU)

Day 13. Rimming & Crossdressing - Ghost/Soap

Day 14. Body Worship & Feminization - Price/Gaz

Day 15. Predator/Prey & Hate Fucking - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson

Day 16. Wet Dream & Mind Control - SuperBat

Day 17. Virginity Kink/Purity Kink & Roleplay/CNC - Slade Wilson/Dick Grayson

Day 18. Glory Hole & Breath Play - Ghost/Soap

Day 19. Electrostimualtion & Toys - Poolverine

Day 20. Voyeurism & Cuckholding - Steve Rogers/Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes

Day 21. Somnophilia & Oral - SuperBat

Day 22. Clothed Sex & Masturbation - Poolverine (Maid Outfit!Wade)

Day 23. Mistaken Identity/Anonymous Sex - SuperBat

Day 24. Feather Play & Torture - Poolverine

Day 25. Lingerie & Praise Kink - SpideyPool

Day 26. NonCon/Blackmail & Dacryphilia - SpideyPool -

Day 27. Humiliation/Degradation & Bondage/Shibari/Suspension - Poolverine

Day 28. Getting Caught & Fingering - Ghost/Soap/Roach

Day 29. Knotting & Aphrodisiacs - Price/Gaz

Day 30. Pet Play & Breeding Kink - SpideyPool

Day 31. Incubi & Oviposition - Ghost/Soap

[blackrubus]

[vintosik]

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[niallsecretlove]

me trying to read a dickjay fic

ao3 getting down: no ❤️