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lewlew44 · 7 months ago

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OMG 💀 the plot twist

Congrats on 3k bby! So I saw the prompt “Don’t you want to play with me?” and omg is that Danny coded. Like I can see something during the offseason where he and reader are both at home, and she’s doing laundry or something and just walks in on him jerking off. And of course we all know our cocky mf has no shame and is just like, “what, you were busy?”

Thank you for encouraging my brainrot 💛

Off-Season | D. Ricciardo

a/n: thank you lovely! I will always encourage danny brainrot and I loved writing this one. 18+ content

prompt: “don’t you want to play with me?”

wc: 600+

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The off-season usually meant some much needed downtime for you and Daniel. Yet, even with Daniel at home during the break, you found yourself busier than ever. You've been sorting out the house, tackling chores that have piled up while you were travelling to accompany Daniel during the hectic racing season. Today, you've decided to finally start doing laundry, the heap of clothes growing until it was impossible to ignore. As you headed to your bedroom to collect the laundry basket, your mind was running through the mental to-do list that never seemed to end. You opened the door to your bedroom and came to an abrupt halt.

Daniel is there, naked, sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand wrapped around his cock. His strokes are slow and deliberate, his eyes immediately locking onto yours as you entered.

You stare at him, momentarily taken aback. Your gaze roams over his body shamelessly, taking in every detail as if it was the first time you've seen him naked. His curls are messy, indicating that he ran his hand through it multiple times. His bottom lip is bitten raw, a sign that he's been holding back his moans, trying to stifle the breathy whispers of your name as he edges closer to an orgasm. Daniel's thighs are spread, giving you a clear view of every inch of his tattoos. His hand is fisted around his cock, precum coating his fingers.

You snap out of your trance when a low groan leaves his lips, still moving his hand up and down his cock in a teasing manner. His eyes meet yours again, a playful glint shining in them.

"Don't you want to play with me?" he asks, his voice a mixture of amusement and desire.

"Seriously, baby?" you asked, a smirk curling at your lips.

"What? you were busy," he spoke casually, as if it was a good explanation.

You laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. "What were you thinking about?" you asked, your tone turning sultry as you take a step closer, the laundry basket you were here for momentarily forgotten.

"You, of course," he replied without hesitation, his eyes darkening with lust as they trace the curve of your body.

"What about me?" you lean closer to him, your voice dripping with seduction.

“How much better it would feel to have your mouth around my cock instead of my hand," he breathed, his gaze locked on your lips.

A slow smile spreads across your face as you let his words sink in. "Is that so?" you whispered, your voice low and teasing. You let your fingers graze the inside of his thighs, feeling the heat of his skin beneath your touch.

With one hand, you gather your hair in a makeshift ponytail and kneel in front of him, settling between his spread legs. His breath hitches, and you see the anticipation in his eyes, moving his hand away from his cock. He gently pushes a loose strand of hair that slipped away from your grasp away from your face.

Just as he thinks you're about to wrap your lips around him, especially with the way your lips parted, you reach under the bed and grab a couple of dirty socks. His eyes widen in disbelief as you stand up, tossing the socks into the laundry basket.

He calls your name when you pick up the basket, turning to head out the door. You pause, looking at him expectantly. Daniel struggles to string a sentence together, but he manages to ask, "are you kidding me?"

You chuckle, giving him a playful glance. "Maybe you should stick to using your imagination since you couldn't wait for me."

He groans, falling back on the bed as he hears the door click shut, his cock still painfully hard awaiting your warm mouth.

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redflagshipwriter · 6 months ago

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Mamabat Chapter 11: the trap snaps shut

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Five vans peeled into view, rocketing around the curved road fast enough that they visibly tilted through the turn. They all bristled with weaponry.

Cass felt her lips press into a faint line. She glanced at Dannybaby: scared. I knew it. Here they are.

They didn’t have to talk about it. The three adults stepped out and put their backs to ring Danny, facing outwards to the threat.

“Shoot the racks,” she commanded. The mounted weapons. She didn’t like that. She pulled out a batarang herself and squinted to find her aim. The construction? Sloppy. Exposed wires. Weakness.

A gun cocked. “Aye aye, captain.” Jason hefted a gun in each hand and started shooting as the vans screeched to a stop in a circle around them. Bang! Sparks flew where he hit. Cass and Dickiebird did the same with quieter precision, slicing wires and leaving projectiles sticking into the metal monstrosities. Electricity sparked. Just in time: machines whined as they were powered on. One gave out with a huge bang! The van attached to it jolted as the machine punched a huge dent into the roof. White smoke floated away, clouding the nighttime scene with a chemical stink.

“Whoa,” Danny breathed.

She felt a twinge of satisfaction.

Jason hit the last set-up with a bang! Bang! Then his foot scuffed across the pavement to knock against Danny’s. Check, you’re here, you’re safe, you’re little.

“They’ll come out!” Danny warned.

He was right. Doors clicked unlocked all around them and men in white suits piled out, futuristic looking guns aimed at the little group.

She felt a twinge of disbelief. “Can’t shoot,” Cass said. No way. So dumb. They were in a circle. Friendly fire, new concept to losers??

They shot. She hit the ground in a roll and trusted that everyone else would. They did. She turned her head to see that one agent was down from friendly fire. There was no blood as he was lifted off his feet and blasted backwards against the van he came out of.

“Ghost scum!” howled one of the suits.

“We knew it!”

The victory in their voices set her blood boiling. Cass launched herself to the closest opponent and took him down with a nasty hit. She whirled on the next one, two mean hits. Go, go, clear the area! She heard feet scuffling and weapons whining as they fired, fired, fired on the boys.

She took number 4 down as the smoke was starting to clear. She heard a pained oof from the center, where Jason and Dickiebird were blocking Danny.

“Jason!” Danny said. He sounded very young. “Oh, shit.” Cass cast a frantic glance over at his posture and sucked in a breath even as she bulleted towards the next opponent. Determined. I have to do this. Here we go!

No, no!

Jason was down. Dickiebird was darting between Jason and the man actively firing. Danny was pale. He opened his mouth. He put his palms out. He flashbanged.

She blinked away stars and slammed a man’s head into a van before he could aim at her. Slam, slam, drop. She stole another glance. Danny was- Danny had white hair now and he was flashing green light at their enemies. Hm. She couldn’t afford to watch. Cass bared her teeth, angry.

Air sizzled: GIW firing wildly. Guns fired: Jason was still conscious. Danny yelped: what?

Cass didn’t dare look more. She moved faster than Batman could ever, brutally taking down these criminals with disdainful ease. They had nothing but numbers and lasers.

Green shot past her vision. She traced it back: Danny! Her eyes went wide. Wow. He had some kind of organic blast, like Starfire. Very useful!

It wasn’t enough. Danny screamed. She heard him hit the ground. Sizzling.

She howled, wordless with fury. She tackled the next agent and cracked his head against the pavement. Only two more. She flung a batarang down the barrel aimed at her and then yanked the weapon away to brutally jab the air out of the agent’s diaphragm. Cass tossed it at him as he fell. Solid thunk. It hit his head.

The last man tried to say something, white teeth flashing in the gloom. Her ears were closed to it. The only language she spoke right now was violence. She used it to get him down and wrench him into zip ties. She could hear Dickiebird talking his soothing sounds at Danny baby. Cass wanted to go there. Cass wanted to soothe him. She wanted to see his hurts.

But she had to secure the area. She rushed around to the groaning and crying men she had put down. She immobilized them. The foolish ones tried to get up as she approached. The smart one (and there was only one) held his hands out, eyes wide in the night. He talked at her. Beseeching, reasoning, she just doesn’t understand. You’re like me. Not like them.

Cass snarled. She understood just fine. She pressed his face into the ground harshly, fingers digging into his jaw. “Shut up,” she gritted out. She left him with effort, ignoring the mean impulse to smack him.

All the boys were on the ground. There was no blood. Eyes open. Not dead.

Something in her gun unclenched.

Dickiebird looked up at her from where he was supporting Jason, sitting halfway with a grimace as he holstered his guns. Hands shaking. “He’ll be fine!” Danny pressed his body against Jason like he was trying to absorb his body heat. His hair was black again and his eyes looked tired. “He, uh, it’s shock,” Dannybaby babbled. She knelt to rub at his back, silently encouraging the explanation. “They basically zapped his ecto, stopped circulation. It should start up again in a few minutes and he’ll feel fine.”

“Get off,” Jason grunted. He shoved at Dickiebird. Weak. “I feel fine.”

Lie.

“I feel drained,” he admitted. “But fine. Just weak. I can stand.” He struggled to stand, biting his lip. He swayed only slightly. “Man,” he cursed under his breath. Jason cast an unhappy look at the 14 agents groaning on the ground, on their bellies like the worms they were with hands ziptied at their backs. “Not my best showing.”

“Next time, you could dodge,” Dickiebird suggested lightly.

“You’re lucky it got him and not you,” Danny snapped. “Didn’t you see that guy go flying?”

Tense. Dickiebird paused. Smile. Soothe. “I’m only teasing,” he said. “It’s fine, Danny.”

“None of this is fine!” Cass swiveled her head to make sweltering eye contact with the scumbag who was cutting in. He was bold, for someone with his cheek digging into the rocks and cement. “By the authority of the US Government, you are required to submit these ecto-entities for testing and capture into our custody. Release us, or face dire consequences!”

Cass looked at him. She felt hate. Disdain. You’re nothing, you’re a worm to me.

“They’re telling the truth,” Danny whispered. “It’s, uh, it’s legal.” He looked haunted. He rubbed at his chest: some memory of sharp pain.

Dickiebird snorted and slung an arm over Danny’s narrow shoulders. “Maybe by US laws, but Oa has jurisdiction that supersedes. This was a clear case of assault.” He gave an unpleasant smile. Big brother. Big angry. Guard dog at the door. “I’ll make a call.”

The next minutes felt very long. Cass pressed Danny’s face into her shoulder so that he didn’t have to make eye contact with the fallen agents. She stroked his hair with her free hand, boiling inside with fury.

Dickiebird called. A Green Lantern answered: coming.

They waited. Jason said he felt better. His body said: mostly better. But strange. They ignored the threats and complaints from the GIW men on the ground.

Hal Jordan came, with one more Green Lantern that Cass didn’t know. He gathered up prisoners in a green veil. He talked with Dickiebird. He nodded, and left.

“I wanna go home,” Danny said quietly. “But I think that we need to get Jason to my doctor. He’s really not right. It’s… It might be time sensitive.”

#dp x dc #dc x dp #red mama bat

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dannybabyoficial · 3 years ago

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skitty-sketches · 7 years ago

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Happy America Day!! Here’s a hot pic of some hot Grumps for your HOT summer!

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thestonedphilosopher · 6 years ago

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My little sun baby. 🧡☀️ . . . #Dannybaby #catsofinstagram #sunnylovinboy https://www.instagram.com/p/BwnMhUSBUvd3GMLIjyRlTzdJyNC3kb7DqAAqdo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bvmttsh2vv7n

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hardynwa · 7 years ago

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redflagshipwriter · 1 year ago

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UPDATE

Damian and baby got back from the animal shelter damp from the rain. Alfie was on the step below them, turned around to peer at something down the driveway. Dick ran at them anyway. “I'm home!” He bellowed, even though he was the one already in the house. "Dami!"

“Grayson, stop!” Damian shouted, fury! No touch! Small angry alley cat!

Danny's body said DANGER. scared! Run or fight run or-

Danny darted back out fully into the rain, clipping Alfie in his panic and winding up on the lawn-

Cass blinked to refocus. No. She hadn't made a mistake. Danny baby had moved so hastily he moved into Alfie. He should have knocked Alfie’s arm.

There was no bump. There was no contact.

He went through Alfie, a hot knife through butter, smoke through a conversation. No resistance, no pause. Not even water through a coffee filter.

Incredibly, no one else noticed. Cass’s eyes darted around, making sure. Stephanie was behind her, wrong angle to see.

Dickbird was grinning down into Damian’s soggy hair, dodging the elbow in his gut. Damian was scowling at Dickbird and squawking. Alfie was only now turning to face them, I disapprove of the shenanigans written on his face.

Hmm. Cass noted the incident and filed it away. “Danny,” she said, keeping her voice calm. “This is Dick.” She walked up and whacked the back of his head. “He's silly,” she said in her most disapproving tone. “Stephanie,” she said, in a much nicer voice.

Stephanie leaned forward and waved, eyes crinkled - I’m nice I'm not danger. “Hi, Danny!” She chirped. “I'm Cass’s best friend.”

Danny nodded at her. No fear.

“Best,” Cass agreed. “Did you meet any good cats?” She put her hands into ears on her head.

Danny laughed. “Today was a dog day, actually,” he said, shooting Damian and Dick a smile that was only a little nervous. “Hi, Stephanie, Dick.” His eyes slid to the taller man, up up nervous. Damian went stiff in a way that told her secret. There was a dog secret. Probably there was a secret dog.

Who cares.

Damian and Dannybaby's dog secret was a Batdad problem. Her problem was that Dannybaby was wary of Dickiebird on sight.

That was two for two. Cass suppressed a frown.

Danny was nervous at Bruce and he was nervous at Dickie. He'd been skittish from Damian too, until he met the animals. But his body still said threat around Brucedad. He wasn't ready to talk about it. So she had to read him to parent.

‘Adults. Adult men are scary. But not Alfie.’

It was one piece towards whatever had happened to put Danny baby on the streets hundreds of miles away from where he'd grown up. Unbidden, her thoughts went to the photo of his dad. Fenton dad was big, tall, strong, and black hair.

Was Alfie not scary because he was old? Because his hair was gray and gone? Because he wore working class clothes? There could be many reasons.

She thought about Jason as Dickie made himself smaller and quieter to flock to Danny. Cass kept an eye on the introduction to make sure it didn't go badly. But internally she was wondering.

It was too late to try with Tim. Had Danny been scared of Timmy? She thought back. No. Not really, although she hadn't looked at him initially. But she had been carrying Timmybird when Danny first saw him. So of course he felt safe.

There was one opportunity to test the theory. While the others were tweet tweet tweeting about video games, Cass dug out her phone and sent a message to Jason.

🫵🧑🏻

Jason took a moment to write back. “I'm a white man? I'm not that white.”

Well. Yes, but also no. Cass frowned for a moment, finding the wording.

🖤🧑🏻🖤 = 😞🤢🤮

✨👉🏻✨

💛 🤎 🧑💛 🤎 ==🥳🥳

Jason sent back:

“!! Why do you want me to bleach my hair??? 😭 What's wrong with it??”

Cass broke her reply up into two messages.

🐥 👉🏼 🧑🏻🧑🏻 = 🙈 😭

🐥 👉🏼 👩🏼👩🏻👴🏻 = 👍🏼 😊

Jason got her meaning immediately. He ended the conversation with; “Got it. I will be the favorite uncle. 🫡🥸”

Cass put her phone away, satisfied. This was good science. And Jaybird would be very funny blonde. Good for everyone!

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Part 3 Progress

Batcount: Stephanie, Dick

“Danny Fenton, parents declared him dead and claimed they buried him,” Dick said, spinning around in the batcomputer batchair. Anxious, unhappy, too much energy because there's nothing to fight here. “He has an older sister, I think she knows he's in Gotham and she's covering for him. She'll be coming to Gotham University next semester, despite having accepted a better offer from Harvard last year.”

Steph let out a low, long whistle. “Whatever's going on at home must be bad,” she commented. “No other contacts?”

Dick pulled up a grainy class photo. “He's part of a small friend group, but neither of them have made any unusual moves. If Sam Manson or Tucker Foley get a plane ticket we'll know, but for now?” He shrugged, eyes distant. “Seems like he ran off alone. But probably for really good reasons.” He switched tabs back to the unhinged Fenton works website. He all but vibrated: wanna go, want to run, look, see.

Steph squinted for a few moments, reading. “...We’re going to go see what crimes against nature they're committing, aren't we?” She sounded resigned to it.

Dick shrugged. “It's not ideal,” he said unhappily. “The town is too small for how we normally do our night work. But face out is a big risk.”

“Maybe we should lean on a friend?” Stephanie suggested. “Someone who has a public role that wouldn't be a problem?”

“We’ll have to ask Mama Bat.”

They both turned to look at Cass, who was sitting on a desk. She arched an eyebrow at them. “We ask Danny,” she said pointedly. “He knows best.”

Stephanie made a face that said she disagreed.

Cass huffed. “He knows,” she reiterated. He had lived there. He knew the people. “We could make a mess.” She mimed sweeping the stack of Bruce papers off the desk surface and then an expression of exaggerated batdad horror.

Stephanie untensed enough to laugh.

Cass considered that good enough. She jumped down and patted Dick as she passed. He let out an exaggerated sigh but he powered down the computer and followed her up. “I'm excited to get to meet the little guy,” he said. The lights turned off. All three of them hit the stairs and jogged up. Dick chattered away, tweet tweet tweet. “It's so sweet that Dami latched onto him like this. When I asked what Danny would like as a welcome home gift, he told me that I was a cretin and should not corrupt the baby.” He laughed, high and joyous. It was contagious. Cass found herself laughing with him.

Stephanie squinted at the back of Dick's head as the oldest brother bounded up the stairs. “Damian… likes him?” She confirmed.

Cass beamed. Of course he did. Danny was a good baby. He and Damian were out now walking dogs at the animal shelter while Alfie did the big weekly shop.

Dick shrugged. “He gets to be the mentor,” he pointed out. “He’s not the Babiest Bat anymore.”

“Danny is older than Damian,” Stephanie protested. Cass glared at her.

“He's baby,” she said firmly. End of conversation.

#red mama bat #dp x dc #cass adopts danny

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dannybabyoficial · 4 years ago

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La mente de un artista, funciona muy distinta. Muchas veces la gente nos ven como locos, de mi parte les puedo decir q vivo loco por la música, y sin ella estaría más loco de lo que ya soy ~ Danny Baby #Nacipaesto#ascaplatino#reggaeton #soycantante #tienesunminuto #puertorico #orlando #musica#album #commingsoon #rapeton #elgenero #dannybaby #dannybabyoficial #latino (at Orlando, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPeHYLyp_Sm/?utm_medium=tumblr

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thestonedphilosopher · 7 years ago

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If you don't think this little angel is adorable, then you're wrong. #Dannybaby #theadventuresofthegardners #catsofinstagram

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dannybabyoficial · 5 years ago

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Disponible por todas las plataformas digitales! En YouTube más de 400k reproducciones! #meenvuelvo #dannybaby #dannybabyoficial #youtube #400k #reggaeton #reggaetón #traplatino #orlandoflorida #sonymusiclatin #gladempire #rapeton #universalmusic #latino #latinmusic (at Universal Music) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCcJRcdpPMB/?igshid=m7px38qe8m6t

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