#it's a brujay moment

[hanshenrykcd]

you know what i find funny? bruce and jason are just staring at each other for quite some time, since joker is only in bruce's imagination

[wrydd]

e-51 bruce must have spent a lot of time looking at jason's photos and going through their memories and imagining how he would turn out if he had a chance to grow up for him to instantly clock jason when they first met

[ladytauria]

omg yeah not sure i want to know more about the brujay first heat WIP (the snipped u posted a whole back was CRAZY or the dick tim hands on sex ed one

hehehe, why not both?

brujay first heat was smth that i meant to have ready by the end of kinktober and then… did not. it’s aob + underage, with alpha bruce & omega jason, & basically just bruce spoiling & lavishing jason with attention for his first heat <3

i don’t remember what i shared snippets of last time ahskdjkdj and picking one is so hard… ah i’m so excited to finish this one, lmao, there’s so many little moments i like

While Jason is much shier about his body than Bruce is, it's not the first time that Bruce has seen him.

It is the first time he's been allowed to look properly. To see the way his time at the Manor has softened his body. Bruce had known about the little paunch in his stomach, had seen glimpses of his ribs, the way the jut of them is no longer clearly visible under his skin.

And he'd seen hints, teasing little glimpses of Jason's breasts. They're cupped in a soft, cotton bra now; buttery yellow, trimmed with a bit of lace. 

It's cute, though with his heat like this, Bruce imagines that lace must be itching terribly. He slips his finger under it, and follows along where the cups meet Jason's skin. 

"Did you put this on for me, Jaylad?"

Jason makes an aborted movement to cover his chest before curling his fingers into the nest instead. "Yeah. Do—" He swallows, adam's apple bobbing with the movement. "Do you like it?"

His silly boy.

Bruce is deeply, inextricably fond, and he's sure it shows in his smile—his scent. "I do," he says. The urge to shower Jason in finery has always been strong. It will grow stronger after this, now that he knows his omega would wear it to please him. Reigning it in will be difficult. Jason's body is still changing, shifting; he'll have to keep that in mind for anything he buys. It would be a travesty for Jason to love something only to grow out of it.

Bruce could replace it easily, of course, but that would never erase the moment Jason tried to put it on and failed.

"I like it very much, Jaylad." Bruce bends his head, kissing the lace at the top of the cup, sitting at the swell of his breast.

More than anything, he likes that it's yellow.

It’s Jason’s favorite color. He could have picked any color in the world to wrap himself in—could have marked himself as Bruce’s by wearing black, could have challenged him with Nightwing blue. But instead, Jason had picked yellow. Indulging himself. The rumble in Bruce’s chest deepens. His boy has come so far.

and then for dicktim, i shared one snippet of them already—you can find that here—but, here’s another—

Tim is probably a bad person.

Here Dick is, vulnerable and needing Tim’s help… and Tim is taking and advantage.

A lie by omission is still a lie.

That said—Dick knew about his relationship with Steph. Beautiful, pregnant Steph, whose hormones often left her flushed and slick with desire. Tim would hardly have been a good alpha if he’d left her wanting, would he? If Dick assumes he’s a virgin, well—

That’s his own fault.

Maybe Tim should feel guilty for playing into it the way he is, but he can hardly help it when it makes Dick look at him like this. Like only the thinnest of threads is holding him back from leaping over to devour him.

His scent has gotten thicker. Headier. Tim’s head is cloudy with it. The world has shrunk down to the confines of Dick’s nest. Nothing outside of it matters.

Only Dick, thighs spreading to reveal a glistening pink pussy. His hand catches Tim’s wrist, guiding his fingers there. Tim bites his lip, watching Dick’s face as he strokes over puffy folds. He keeps his touch light. Tentative.

Dick shudders at the touch, the muscles in his thighs and abdomen bunching. He blinks, lashes fluttering. “Just like that,” he whispers.

“Yeah?” Tim strokes again, a little more boldly. He keeps his touch light—heat has clearly made Dick more sensitive.

[curious about my wips? send me an ask about one of the ones on this list!]

[murmeloni]

There’s so much I want to ask about your Brujay universe!! If Bruce is jealous with Ww I wonder how he deals with Kyle considering he and Jay were like 10 mins from hooking up lol! Mostly I want to ask about how brujay would deal with nightmares? There’s so much baggage and violence in their past that them being tender with eachother actually makes me so soft and rips at my heart….. especially with the way you write them! I would love to read your interpretation of their more soft moments!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day!!!!!

Ohh that gets the brainworms going! I think Bruce is an absolute terror when it comes to Kyle, especially once he figures out that he and Jason nearly hooked up. Everyone in the JL probably wonders what the fuck Kyle did to get Batman this hostile. Well... Until the next crises comes along that requires all hands on deck. They witness Batman stomping over to where Kyle and Red Hood are having a chat, leaving Wonder Woman mid-conversation, only to pointedly pull Red Hood close and lay a possessive arm around his waist, glaring daggers at the Green Lantern. It's absolutely ridiculous but no one dares to say a word.

As for the nightmares... God, most of the time they are unbelievably tender with each other because they understand how it feels. They never sleep with all the lights out and when one of them wakes up screaming they patiently hold the other, whispering reassurances and I-love-yous until they've calmed down, even if it takes all night. When they've both had a nightmare they cling to each other, desperate, and don't go back to sleep again. They can't because they're afraid to let the other out of their sight for even a second. After one of those nights, Bruce doesn't go to work and he and Jason spend the day at home.

The nights that test their relationship, however, are the nights either of them dreams of Ethiopia and the Joker. Jason doesn't just wake up screaming but fighting for his life and more often than not Bruce ends up having to wrestle Jason to the bed and hold him down until he finally collapses into a sobbing mess. Those nights always leave Bruce with black eyes and bruises, one time even a broken nose. Jason disappears for a few days afterwards but he always comes back.

If it's Bruce dreaming of Ethiopia he withdraws into himself completely, not speaking or eating for days on end until Jason finally forces him to. That always ends in shouting matches where Bruce turns his words into weapons, meant to cut Jason where it hurts.

The guilt Bruce feels and the way he lashes out as well the helpless anger coursing through Jason (one he can't ever really get a relief for) put a bit of a strain on their relationship for a few days after those dreams but they always pull themselves together in the end. They've found a new understanding for one another and they're too stubborn to let their issues ruin that.

~

I hope you have a amazing day! ❤️

[the-wyld-archive]

Brujay prompt: “Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

Pt. 1

9:58PM [ Send me your location. ]

10:01PM [ seaside motel. couple miles outside the city. ] [ y? ]

10:05PM [ I'll be there in twenty. ]

The drive was uneventful. Somewhere halfway, he'd sent a text while waiting to slide through the tollbooth, asking for the room number. Jason gave it to him.

Bruce stepped out of the car and into the motel parking lot, heat thrumming in his veins.

He could still turn around. There was time for him to get back in his car and return to Gotham, pretend like this hadn't happened. If even one person crossed his path, he might. The presence of another person would break the tenuous, selfish thread he'd bound between himself and the object of his affections.

The door to room 212 opened after three rapid knocks.

Jason didn't seem surprised to see him. He stood there in nothing but a pair of cotton sleep pants, posture a lazy slouch. He'd dried his hair, left the shock of white to curl across his forehead. The motel air conditioning rattled, wafting the scent of cheap soap and gunmetal off of him.

Bruce found himself staring at the neat scar bisecting his chest. The Y-incision should have filled him with familiar, crushing guilt. More proof of his greatest failure, forever haunting him. Should have. All he wanted was to press his teeth to the raised skin and thank every god he knew that Jason was alive.

After several long moments, his eyes swept up and when he met Jason's gaze, it stole his breath away.

His eyes were blue fire, an inferno hot enough to put Hell to shame. The firestorm ringed pupils large with unabashed desire, want written plainly in his stare. There was a flush tinting the sharp arch of his cheekbones, threatening to spill down his neck.

"I take it that Harper isn't here."

Jason's tongue darted across his lips. His mouth turned up at the corner in a familiar, cheeky grin.

"Photos weren't for him anyway," he said all too casually, as if he hadn't just cut an artery before a starving predator.

Bruce physically felt his self-control snap.

He palmed Jason's nape, noting the tension in his shoulders appear and disappear just as quickly. Years of vigilance overpowered by a truly staggering amount of trust. That alone felt like enough to cripple him.

Bruce dragged him in close. Jason's breath stuttered. He grabbed at his forearms, calloused hands gripping wrinkles into the fine fabric of his suit. They were close enough Bruce could almost hear the rabbit-fast beat of his heart and smelled the mint of his toothpaste.

His free hand found Jason's hip, slotting his thumb into the space right above the bone like it was a pressure point made for him. His wayward disciple listed forward, mouth open and eyes lidded.

Bruce hummed.

"Have you kissed someone before?" he asked, equal parts curious and teasing.

Jason made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat, squeezing his upper arms almost painfully hard.

"Course I have," he muttered gruffly. "Takes a guy a lotta courage t' try an' seduce Batman, y'know."

"Is that what this was?"

"Bruce."

Something in him fractured at the sound of his name in that desperate tone. He'd never heard Jason like this, breathless and needy.

Bruce kissed him like he meant to eat him alive.

[disniq]

Writing patterns

rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged by @deepwithintheabyss forever ago, sorry it took so long!

You're going down (on me) [Titans JayGar]

“I’m gonna get you next time.”

Maybe, Maybe [BruJay]

Jason is upset when he storms up to his room, slamming the door as loudly as possible and throwing himself onto the bed.

Protocol [BruJay, BruJayDick]

Later, Jason won’t even remember how he got a drugged, uncoordinated, and fucking heavy Batman into the Batmobile.

Sometimes you bleed just to know you're alive [BruJay]

Bruce tries to fight it.

What Would You Trade the Pain For? (I'm Not Sure) [BruJay]

It’s always a warehouse.

A Very Good Bad Thing [JaySlaDick]

Dick is coming off the back of a suspicious few weeks of relative peace in Bludhaven when he catches word that Red Hood is lurking around the Southside Dockyards.

Lessons Learned [BruJay]

The first time, Jason is pretty sure it’s an accident.

What Happened Doesn't Change Anything [BruJay]

When Bruce wakes, the sheets are still warm.

Redemption Lies Plainly In Truth [Titans Jason & Tim]

It was obvious that Jason was struggling with this case from the moment Tim pulled up in Gotham, but Tim somehow still doesn't clock the building panic attack until after they've found the missing kid.

Don't Take the Fast Road [Titans Jason & Tim]

When Dick first suggested Jason break the new Robin in, Jason was understandably a little dubious.

I don't know if I see any patterns, really! Throwing readers in mid-scenario, maybe? 😆

Gonna no-pressure tag @marsupialmenace @thenaphorism @bonerot19 @ladytauria and @sunlitlemonade 💖

[sasheneskywalker]

For the ship bingo (normal or dark one): Romanjay, Brujay :)

brujay:

we got bingo, yay! right now, it's probably my dc otp. it lurks in the corners of my mind every waking moment <3

romanjay:

i've read Blurry by MissNaya and never looked back. it's basically a 100k words romanjay ship manifesto and a deep, thorough exploration of an extremely unhealthy and abusive relationship. it's fantastic. also, the smut is hot <3

[hanshenrykcd]

Possessive Brujay? I think it would be interesting if they were both equally possessive in their own (toxic) ways.

your wish is my command 🫡🫡🫡

after jason's resurrection, something changes between them. when bruce finally gets him back, he swears never to lose him again. he can't go through it again—the guilt, the grief, the loss.

bruce becomes possessive, but he hides it behind a mask of concern. he tells himself it's for jason's safety, that jason needs him, which makes it easier to push away the guilt of his behavior.

it starts with bruce hovering over him, always watching. he had always been controlling, but it's different now. more intense. bruce isn't just concerned about jason's safety; he's fixated on keeping him safe.

whenever jason talks to someone else, there's a dark look in bruce's eyes, a possessive flash, like jason is something to be guarded. and bruce always knows where jason is, like he's tracking his every move.

every time jason tries to go off-grid or leave gotham for a while, bruce is already there, making sure he never strays too far from the city—too far from him.

he shows up unannounced at jason's apartment, keeps critical information from him, brings him into the batcave for medical check-ups even when jason feels fine.

bruce even subtly sabotages jason's relationships, wanting him for himself. as jason tries to reconnect with the family, things mysteriously fall apart. texts go unanswered, calls get ignored.

and the most fucked up part is that jason doesn't care about any of that.

because his need for bruce's attention runs deeper. he craves his approval and hates how much he needs it. he wants to be the only one bruce sees, the only one bruce cares about.

jason goes out of his way to provoke him—flaunting his independence as red hood, breaking rules, taking reckless risks—just to see bruce react, to feel that warm flash of anger, that possessive rage that tells him bruce still wants him, still cares.

the more bruce tries to control jason, the more he pushes back. jason wants to see how far bruce will go to keep him. jason thrives on it.

then, one night, after an argument gets too heated, it just happens. it's rough, desperate, all of the tension and the need to own each other, poured into that moment. the next morning, they don't talk about it, don't even look at each other any differently.

but it keeps happening.

every time their bodies crash together, it's like a power struggle, but jason knows exactly what he's doing. he pushes, provokes, teases, waiting for bruce to snap, and stop holding back. jason knows, after everything that's happened, he shouldn't like it this much. he should hate giving up control, hate letting bruce have that power over him.

but he doesn't.

instead, he loves it. he loves the way it feels when everything is in bruce's hands, when bruce pins him down and takes what he wants, when he shows jason who is in control. it only makes him want bruce more. jason lets him have that control, because he likes feeling bruce's power.

the risks keep getting bigger, more dangerous, almost suicidal. jason stepping into enemy territory without backup, defying direct orders, putting himself in harms way on purpose, just to see if bruce will save him in time.

and bruce always does.

every fight is a test, every argument a challenge, and bruce rises to it every time. jason gets a rush whenever he successfully pulls bruce out of his controlled world, every time he sees that mask crack and the raw, possessive want underneath is exposed. he thrives on being the one thing bruce can’t control.

bruce wants to control him, to own him, and jason lets him think he can—until the next time he pushes back.

but there are times when jason hates how much he likes it. but the thought never lasts long—not when bruce's attention feels so good, not when his hands are on him, claiming him.

it's intoxicating—a twisted game. jason pushes and bruce pulls, and neither of them wants to stop it. their equal possessiveness and obsession feed off each other, and they're insatiable.

[jrosa82fanfics]

Youthful Mistakes

BruJay Rated E has underage Bruce (age 15), second hand embarrassment via bad flirting, incest discussed but also batcest, and gratuitous thirsting over Jason. Smut is under the cut so feel free to read the first chunk cause it's sex free though heavy on the other stuff. *Warning Note: Bruce makes some hetero assumptions about himself that results in misgendering Jason (it's not malicious but just in case you're sensitive to that in any form...)

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When he opens his eyes, he doesn't realize that anything is wrong. He wakes up in his room and for a moment thinks it's the same one that he left behind. The decoration is the most obvious and first giveaway, from the items on his nightstand to the color of his bedsheets. Everything's just a little bit off.

He used to sleep with navy colored sheets, and instead he finds himself in pitch black ones. The items on his night's stand are different from the ones he left behind. And as if that isn't enough, they're placed oddly, in places he wouldn't want them. Like if he reached out he wouldn't be able to reach every single item, the way he usually would. The addition of a strangely out of place bottle doesn't make much sense either.

He doesn't know what to think of it and proceeds to get out of bed. The second his feet touch the slippers he knows that something is really wrong. At fifteen he considers himself quite grown up, but he knows that he wouldn't wear slippers two sizes too big. He looks around for his belongings. Before he allows panic to creep in he calls out for Alfred. If anyone can fix things it's his butler and only family member. 

“Master Bruce what's-” The man cuts himself off as he takes a look at his young ward.

He's surprised as well, not expecting the years of extra age on the other man's face as he walks in. Before they can really get into the details of what's going on, another voice comes through the door followed by a dark haired blue eyed man saunterring into the room.

“Hey B I know you-” he cuts himself off the way Alfred did, though his face shows much more of the shock he feels. 

Bruce doesn't know this strange man but he refuses to deal with the crazy situation while wearing pajamas.

“Why don't I meet you both downstairs to discuss things over breakfast?” He says the question coming out as more of a command.

Both men agree and when Bruce drags homeless into the bathroom he's just happy to find it doesn't look too different. He quickly gets ready and heads down the stairs, noting odd differences as he makes his way through the house. The thing that stands out is the rooms. Growing up most of the rooms were empty, and while many still are he noticed several in the family wing happened to be occupied.

He wonders what this could mean thinking it unlikely that so many strangers could invade his house overnight. When he arrives at the breakfast table he's shocked to find not only Alfred and the stranger from before but also a horde of other young adults. He quickly seats himself at the head of the table and begins his interrogation.

“ Who are you people? He asks.

The stranger from before starts. We're kind of your family. We don't know what happened to you but Bruce, our Bruce isn't a child.

“I’m not a child, I'm fifteen years old” he interrupts. 

“Fifteen, right,” the man says with a smirk on his face, “but he's significantly older than that. So I'm sure you can understand how bizarre it is for us all to see you like this.”

“Maybe we should tell him our names,” says a blonde girl in a bright purple sweater.She looks exhausted, though they all do now that he looks at them.

“Right, well I'm Dick,” the stranger- Dick- starts before going around the table. Bruce can't imagine having so many children and wonders where his wife is. Obviously some of the kids can't possibly be his biologically, the idea of having so many is just absurd. But either they're his step-children or he and his wife adopted them.

Before he can ask about the details Duke derails him by asking “ Okay but how does B get turned into a teen? I feel like we should have noticed that after patrol or heard him mention getting hit by magic or something.”

Dick gets a pensive look, before Tim pipes up “He was patrolling with Jay last night, anything could have happened while they were out.”

Bruce wonders what they're talking about and interrupts. “Wait, magic? Patrolling? What are you talking about? Am I a police officer or something?”

They all pause and look at one another before Damian explains. 

“ No father, obviously your dreams of becoming a crime-fighting vigilante have finally paid off. Here you are some twenty years into the future, and not only do you fight crime as Batman, you also have a team of mostly incompetent sidekicks, who are supporting you. Plus me, as I'm currently your Robin.”

Pandemonium erupts at the table as coffee is placed down and breakfast is forgotten. Everyone is shooting over one another about how they aren't incompetent or how bad someone else is. It's all a bit overwhelming, but Bruce figures that's what having a big family is like. He's never had one before, but he supposes all things considered, he got himself a pretty nice one. They're a fun bunch of people, although he can't imagine dealing with them on a daily basis.

He supposed having a wife to help calm them down makes things easier. Then he remembers the mysterious J they mentioned earlier. Could this perhaps be the wife he's looking for? After all Dick referred to him as B, so maybe that's just how they refer to their parents. They might not want to be going around calling them mom and dad, not comfortable yet as they're more recently adopted, he's not sure. But he figures, it doesn't hurt to ask about the woman's whereabouts.

“So where is J? Maybe that's where our answers lie.”

“Hard to say Jay likes to disappear and do whatever before showing back up on a whim,” Dick responds.

Bruce doesn't like the sound of such a flighty woman but he supposed she must have redeeming qualities. Before he can ask more questions a gorgeous man storms in. Bruce had never thought men were beautiful before, but the tall, broad shouldered man with green-blue eyes and black curly hair can only be described as beautiful. He feels his palms sweat and checks to make sure he isn't drooling as the man removes his leather jacket to reveal tight fitting gear that accentuates his muscular torso. Bruce is brought back to reality when the fork holding a bite of breakfast platters back onto the plate.

The man looks up and meets Bruce's eye before a look of surprise crosses his face. It's quickly gone as he asks “What the hell did you idiots do to B?”

The sound of his deep gravelly voice had heat in Bruce's chest expanding to cover his face. He can't imagine how he met such a dazzling man.

“Sorry I didn't catch your name? Who are you?”

“Oh, that's Jason. Like I said you were patrolling with him last night.”

Bruce can't believe his luck. This was the J they had spoken of. Before thinking about it too hard he asked “What's someone as gorgeous as you doing fighting crime?”

He wants the floor to open up and swallow him as the stupidest line he's ever heard comes out of his mouth. The rest of the table seems to feel the same as the sound of various people choking follows his question. Jason is lucky enough not to have anything to choke on, but he does turn a startling shade of red. Alfred on the other hand lets out a disapproving ‘Master Bruce’ at the comment.

“Do you not know who I am?” Jason finally asks as the table settles down a bit.

“My husband of course. I mean, why wouldn't I want to be married to someone so perfect. Besides our children made it clear that-”

“Actually B, we did no such thing” Dick interrupts at the look Jason sends him, “Jason not your husband he's your son.”

The words hit Bruce like a sucker punch. The horror of being attracted to his own flesh and blood causing revulsion to bubble up. He doesn't know what to do. He can't possibly back track, although he supposes not having made any salacious comments helps. What doesn't help is that he's still imagining what Jason would look like bare beneath him.

“I'm so sorry,” he says, not knowing if future Bruce feels the same way he does, but knowing that he doesn't want to ruin his own life like that.

“It's fine, you clearly didn't know and it's not like you hit on Damian or something.”

“Don't even joke about that Todd.” Damian calls out.

Bruce isn't sure if it's really fine, but brushes it off.

“Moving away from the traumatic moment, do you not remember anything from last night?” Duke asks Jason. 

“Nothing. We had a normal patrol then parted ways. No one even had a chance to use magic or some weird toxin on him.”

“I guess we'll have to run a few tests in the cave then,” says Dick. 

They all seem to silently agree and finish breakfast. For the next few hours Bruce gets to explore the Batcave while he waits for the results. After they find something in his system Dick and Tim immerse themselves in finding a cure. The others head to sleep and eventually swap places with Tim and Dick.

When Jason returns, so do Bruce's feelings of shame. The man is still as attractive as he had been that morning, and even in jeans and a t-shirt he looks like a model. Bruce tries his best to keep his eyes off the man but after being caught a few times looking Jason seems to lose patience and comes over.

“Look I get that this morning was awkward but if it helps I'm pretty sure you've seen everyone do something way more embarrassing. Also, we would have found something to tease you over regardless. So, if you want to be normal and just come join Steph and I, we promise we're not going to bite.”

Bruce tried his best to not stare at Jason's chest while he's talking but with their height difference all he can do is valiantly try to take in what Jason says as his chest moves with each breath he takes. 

“Y-yeah sounds good,” he manages to stutter out while making eye contact and then follows Jason towards the Batcomputer. Being behind him isn't helping his hard-on, as the man's perfectly sculpted ass is in perfect view as they walk.

Bruce feels like this is a punishment for something. Before long Jason stands to get a drink, and the second he's gone Steph speaks up.

“You really need to be less obvious about your feelings for him. This is a house full of detectives and You're going to be teased relentlessly, if you keep this up.”

“What are you talking about? I'm not- What do you even mean? I'm not being obvious.”

“Sure you were, I mean, first of all those comments this morning. Wow, I’ve never seen someone have so much audacity with so little knowledge. Not to mention the way you're practically drooling over Jay.”

“I'm not! He's my son so obviously I'm not interested.” He knows the indignation in his voice isn't really helping him, but he can't help but to lash out.

“Okay,” Stephanie says “first of all, he's not biologically your son, you just adopted him when he was like 13. So, it's not as bad as like, being interested in Damian or something.”

“Plus,” she continues “everyone knows Jason's liked you since forever, it's just that you're so unapproachable he's never bothered.”

Bruce feels significantly better at the knowledge that Jason isn't his flesh and blood, but doesn't like the way he's been described. Why would future Bruce be unapproachable? Wouldn't he want Jason to feel comfortable making a move.

He doesn't know what his deal is, but a plan to seduce Jason into a relationship begins forming.

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Later that night they still haven't found a cure and have tried calling a magic user in to help. This Zatanna is unavailable though, which helps Bruce quite a bit. The group goes out patrolling while he stays in ‘watching a movie’. In reality he's preparing to get Jason to give him a chance.

The man had agreed to stay in the manor until Bruce is back to normal and Bruce is grateful to Stephanie for her support with that. She managed to get Jason to stay without having Bruce expose his interest. He understood why future Bruce liked her, her sneakiness was definitely endearing.

When Jason finally drags himself to his room Bruce is waiting for him. He was too nervous to do something bold like wait naked on the man's bed, but he did wait in a robe. It hung to his knees and was silky and black. He had researched how sex between two men worked, with Steph helping him figure out modern technology.

He hasn't been sure if Jason would want to bottom or not so he had just brought the lube he found in his nightstand and hoped he even got that far.

Jason entered shirtless and wearing only a pair of low hanging sweatpants. The sight of him had Bruce nervous of being rejected, but despite his trepidation he stayed awkwardly seated on the bed facing the door. Jason barely startled before asking “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I- Well I came to- to see if you might be interested? In spending the night with me?” Bruce wishes he could face-palm without making things worse. He had never stuttered as much as he had in the less than twenty-four hours that he had known Jason. He was starting to realize that future Bruce might be ‘unapproachable’ because he knew he wouldn’t be able to string a  single coherent sentence in Jason’s presence.

Despite he verbal blunder Jason seemed to consider his offer before saying, “Fuck it, I’ll probably never get the chance again.” With that he made his way over to the bed, gently pushed Bruce until he lay flat on his back, and then proceeded to kiss him breathless.

Bruce had kissed a few girls before, but the contrast of having a stubbled jaw and skilled technique made the experience something completely alien. He didn’t want to fuck his one shot up, and froze. Jason pulled back to check on him.

“If you’ve changed your mind we can stop.”

“No! It’s not that I just…”

“Is this your first time?” Jason looked a bit apprehensive so Bruce was quick to reassure.

“No, it’s just that I’ve only ever kissed girls. It’s just different and I got nervous.”

“If you're sure,” Jason said, his voice hesitant and skeptical but he still kissed Bruce again.

When their lips reunited Bruce was determined to use his limited knowledge to prove himself and began kissing back, making sure to not lay there stiff and motionless. 

The kissing continued as Jason crawled onto the bed, his bulk brushing but being laid fully on Bruce. While he liked the kissing Bruce figured he should encourage things along, making sure Jason knew he hadn’t changed his mind. He began by placing his hands on Jason’s waist, his fingers digging into the soft skin littered with scars.

As his hands shifted down to Jason’s hips he started dipping his fingers under the waistband of the sweats, dragging them down over the curve of Jason’s ass. He stopped for a moment just basking in the feeling of the flesh under his hands before fully pushing the pants down to Jason’s knees along with his underwear.

The man pulls back, quickly shucking off the clothes before opening Bruce’s robe. He feels a sudden spike of self-consciousness, unsure if his body compares to the one Jason knows, but in the end he has nothing to fear. The feeling of lips kissing down his chest soothes any insecurity away, and the bolt of arousal that having Jason nip at his inner thigh produces has him panting and writhing on the sheets.

He’s pushed further onto the bed as Jason climbs back on, and before he can get too distracted he pulls the bottle of lube from his robe pocket and throws the scrap of fabric off the bed in a ball.

“How do you want to do this?” he asks, knowing that regardless he’d enjoy every moment with Jason.

“Tempting as it would be to finally have you buried inside me, I think I’ll top this time. Older you might not be as willing to bottom if he gives me a second chance.”

“He sounds kinda boring.”

“Nah he’s just not comfortable with feeling vulnerable, and it’s hard not to understand his reason.”

“I can’t imagine not being able to trust you.”

“Yeah, well you don’t really know me.” This last statement seems to make Jason’s interest wane in their activities so Bruce is quick to pull him back into the moment.

He pulls Jason forward and presses their lips together in another kiss, “I don’t care what you’ve done, I know that what I feel for you is greater than that.” He knows the words sound hollow, but there’s this feeling in his chest that it’s true that somehow older him feels that way.

Regardless of whether he believes Bruce or not Jason seems to focus on the present as he continues their kissing and begins slicking up his fingers with the lube. Bruce is quick to arrange the pillows to get into the best position, his lips breaking away from Jason’s for a few moments. Finally he feels ready and with a nod of consent Jason places his fingers at his rim.

He assumes that the man will push in right away and tries his best to relax his body, which just makes him feel tighter and tenser in his perception. Instead he feels the digit circling his entrance, gently dipping in less than an inch and then pulling back out.

The feeling of something finally being pushed inside for the first time is startling but not painful. As the first finger becomes two then three, Bruce starts to relax and trust Jason to care for him. When he feels like he might come from the fingering alone Jason pulls out and lines himself up.

He drips more lube onto his palm and slathers his hard length with it before pushing in until his tip has breached Bruce’s rim. The thrust of Jason's cock head into his body has Bruce clawing the man's back and sides. It's rougher than Bruce expected but he can't feel anything other than completion as Jason bottoms out, the lube doing a great deal of the heavy lifting in terms of his comfort..

They kiss passionately as Bruce adjusts to the feeling of being full, then Jason begins thrusting shallowly. The movement has his chest, which is already pressed against Bruce's face, bouncing in the most titillating display.

He cups the man's tits, unable to stop himself from sticking the nipple of one into his mouth while his fingers pinched the other. The bud perked up into a sharp point, the skin becoming rosy as Jason thrust into the hilt and had Bruce seeing stars from how good it felt.

He knew Jason was hitting his prostate but the clinical knowledge that it would feel good was nothing compared to the reality. He doesn't remember releasing Jason's nipples, but he knows he must have as he throws his head back while coming. He comes back to himself with his arms wrapped around Jason's waist as the man keeps giving into him in brutal hard thrusts that have him whimpering in oversensitivity.

When Jason finally cums, the feeling of hot cum flooding his ass pushes Bruce over the edge and makes him cum a second time. He didn't think such a thing was possible, but as they lay in the afterglow Jason teases him over having a ‘dry orgasm’.

Bruce cuddles close to his Jason, not bothering to respond as he falls asleep, head pillowed on the man's plush chest.

When he wakes the memories of the previous day and more importantly the night before flood adult Bruce's mind. He lays across Jason's chest, the man's warm arms wrapped around his waist. He wonders if he should get up and face the music but decides that he can deal with the consequences later.

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Later comes far too soon for Bruce’s liking as Dick, of all people, storms in frantically searching for Bruce. He freezes at the sight of him returned to his adult self and then quickly back pedals out sensing that he doesn’t want anything to do with what’s about to unfold. Dick’s entrance after all has woken Jason.

The look of confusion on the man’s face turns to mild alarm at the realization of just who he’s wrapped like an octopus around. Before he can freak out and shove Bruce away, Bruce speaks.

“I’m not mad about yesterday. And yes I remember what happened last night so you don’t have to worry.”

“Are you sure? Because it feels like I took advantage-”

“No, of course not. I’ve…” Bruce remembers his thought from the previous night about how hard speaking around Jason can be at times and reflects that he’ll need to improve on that. Well that and talking about feelings.

He figures he can only win one battle at a time so he stumbles his way through a confession of feelings.

“I uh know that our relationship has been strained or complicated but I, well the truth is that a lot of that is my fault-”

“A lot? How about all of it!” Jason interrupts.

Bruce glares at him before replying “It’s hard enough to talk about feelings without being interrupted. So if you could shut up for five minutes I’ll finish my love confession and you can yell at me about my flaws.”

“Now,” he continues after his mini-rant “as I was saying I-”

Jason interrupts him again, although he finds himself hard pressed to care as he’s kissed until he can barely breathe and then fucked into the mattress for the second time in the last twelve hours. As they lay in the afterglow he wonders if he can get a third round to finally have Jason riding him, it had been a fantasy of his for the last few weeks after all.

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Thank you to anyone who read this, I hope you enjoyed. Feel free to let me know if I forgot a warning, misspelled something etc. because today's been rough and my writing is taking the brunt of that.

Take care,

<3<3 J

PS: Want more content from me? I update this blog every Monday at 6pm EST and have 1 complete fic here and a second in progress (plus a few one-shots). My posts are queued so even if RL gets busy you will get updates.

NOW has a part 2:

[wrydd]

i am not well.

[comshipbracket]

Antis DNI

Comship Bracket 3 Round 2!

Round 2 is split up into 3 Segments, which are split into 3 smaller polls within them! These will be posted when I am able, with a 6-day voting time limit. Look out for your ships! Propaganda is both welcome AND encouraged, whether through the form of essays, art, fanfiction recommendations, or CANONICAL moments, Most propaganda will be reblogged.

Segment 1

Poll 1: Lucifadam (Lucifer Morningstar x Adam), Hazbin Hotel VS Stannarrator (Stanley x The Narrator), The Stanley Parable

Poll 2: Aeshaia (Strophaia x Aeshma/Ichiro Umoregi/Akuma Kun II), Akuma Kun VS Elriccest (Edward Elric x Alphonse Elric), Fullmetal Alchemist

Poll 3: Brujay (Bruce Wayne/Batman x Jason Todd/Robin/Red Hood), DC Comics VS ZADR (Zim x Dib Membrane), Invader Zim

Segment 2

Poll 1: Studcoms (Steban the Student Communist x Ulixes the Echo Maker), Disco Elysium VS Kyuumi (Kyubey x Mami Tomoe), Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Poll 2: Arthorin (Arthur Denton x Orin Scrivello), Little Shop of Horrors VS Stuilly (Billy Loomis x Stu Macher), Scream

Poll 3: Tridentariicest (Coronabeth Tridentarius x Ianthe Tridentarius), The Locked Tomb VS Ayuno (Aya Asagiri x Tsuyuno Yatsumura), Magical Girl Site

Segment 3

Poll 1: LukeLeia (Luke Skywalker x Leia Organa), Star Wars VS Zackray (Rachel "Ray" Gardner x Isaac "Zack" Foster), Angels of Death

Poll 2: Paire (Peter Petrelli x Claire Bennet), Heroes VS HaniMori (Mitsukuni Haninozuka x Takashi Morinozuka), Ouran High School Host Club

Poll 3: Miki x Kozue (Kaoru Miki x Kaoru Kozue), Revolutionary Girl Utena VS Disqualified for the same reasons as Cooprey

This is the line-up for round 2, let's see who you all vote for to move forward into Round 3! Remember, propaganda is encouraged! Have fun voting, everyone! Our inbox is also open for propaganda - Mod Satou(She/Her Only)

[ao3feed-sladedick]

My love mine all mine (Brujay fanfic English version)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lH8spEg by 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖞𝖆𝖒 𝕷𝖊𝖜𝖐 (MaryamLewk) The unexpected is part of Jason Todd's life. After the passage of the mandatory pairing law, Bruce Wayne surprises him by asking to be his alpha. Jason surprises himself even more by agreeing to be his omega. Now Jason is back as a permanent member of the Wayne family, and Gotham as a whole loves him. But he can't seem to stop making mistakes. So how do you tell your partner you're pregnant when you were supposed to be sterile for being raised from the dead in the first place? Here's a hint: the internet gives advice from, Bruce is capable of ruining even Alfred's best-laid plans and Jason's brothers enjoy his suffering a little too much. Words: 7984, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Don't you dream impossible things (English translation) Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas, Alfred Pennyworth, Slade Wilson, Vicki Vale Relationships: Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Omega Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Protective Bruce Wayne, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnancy, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Jason Todd is Red Hood, jason todd is freaking out, Bruce Wayne can't catch a clue, Alfred's best-laid plans, dick grayson is a dick, Damian Wayne embarrassment moment, no beta morimos como Jason Todd, Angst with a Happy Ending, Some Humor, I Wrote This While Listening to Mitski's Music read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lH8spEg

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

My love mine all mine (Brujay fanfic English version)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Ovq24Eb by 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖞𝖆𝖒 𝕷𝖊𝖜𝖐 (MaryamLewk) The unexpected is part of Jason Todd's life. After the passage of the mandatory pairing law, Bruce Wayne surprises him by asking to be his alpha. Jason surprises himself even more by agreeing to be his omega. Now Jason is back as a permanent member of the Wayne family, and Gotham as a whole loves him. But he can't seem to stop making mistakes. So how do you tell your partner you're pregnant when you were supposed to be sterile for being raised from the dead in the first place? Here's a hint: the internet gives advice from, Bruce is capable of ruining even Alfred's best-laid plans and Jason's brothers enjoy his suffering a little too much. Words: 2633, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Don't you dream impossible things (English translation) Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Batman and Robin (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas, Alfred Pennyworth, Slade Wilson, Vicki Vale Relationships: Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Omega Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Protective Bruce Wayne, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnancy, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Jason Todd is Red Hood, jason todd is freaking out, Bruce Wayne can't catch a clue, Alfred's best-laid plans, dick grayson is a dick, Damian Wayne embarrassment moment, no beta morimos como Jason Todd, Angst with a Happy Ending, Some Humor, I Wrote This While Listening to Mitski's Music read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/Ovq24Eb

[glitter-stained]

5. Brujay subtext moment: 1/10

Y'all know why I hate that one already. Honestly this has less to do with whether a psychoanalytic reading was actually intended and my personal experience of not being able to unsee it (and the consequent urge to wash my eyes with bleach). Banished be thee ye filthy freudian subtext (or something, I don't speak English).

6. Alfred Pennyworth hour : 3/10

I talk about how Alfred is the voice of the narrative so what does he have to say about Jason? Oh fuck me, not the bad Robin thing again. Mean streak my ass. That whole inner monologue has the classistXpsychophobic combo trope of "x character, who was born into crime and poverty, was always doomed to end up that way". At least earlier in that monologue he semi-acknowledges the traumatic nature of Jason's time as Robin and that his personality becoming "harder/mean" was a consequence to protect himself from those hardships, so points for that at least.

7. Bye bye Bludheaven: 9/10

So I got an ask about that scene and I'm very excited to talk about that scene, especially since I often find myself disagreeing with the interpretations I've seen of it and it's a wonderful occasion to talk about empathy. Spoiler alert, I really really like this scene. Turns out you can write a character being cruel in the context of a bpd/cptsd episode without duffle bags of dubious content; to me this is not demonization. Only reason I docked one point is I guess since it's been interpreted the way it has the switch probably could have been clearer? (Can you tell i'm grasping at straws not to rate 10/10 on all the scenes I like and 0/10 the ones I dislike less I be accused of dichotomic thinking and swinging between idealization and devaluation lmao)

8. You knew I had to end with that one: 10/10

Fuck yeah. The splitting is obvious, the dichotomy, also love how the changes in his speech this scene compared to the rest of the story really convey that this is the climax of the episode, the suicidal equivalent tied into "choose me or kill me", how blatant his pain and distress are (so so happy they allowed him to be visibly crying)... Not to mention the similarities with his death, in the context of Lost Days (in which he has a flashback when trying to kill the Joker and then decides it didn't work because it wasn't right because bruce wasn't there and this is about the three of them) talk about recreating the trauma to try and change the ending, fuck, everything about that scene... Definitely one of my favourite comics moment ever.

Rapid-fire review of UTH where I just rate some of my favourite and least favourite moments wrt Jason's bpd/cptsd symptoms

1. Duffle bag of doom: 5/10

Starting tame, I'm undecided about the duffle bag because on one hand it we do get an explanation for that that doesn't outwardly have anything to do with mental illness but on the other hand I keep saying "cptsd doesn't make you behead people" because somehow that's what people keep insisting is the correct analysis for this scene?! Idk, maybe it's the shock value that makes it look so much like demonization. Treading dangerously, I'd say.

2. This man cannot stop yapping about how extraordinary Bruce is and the awe his presence makes you feel: 9/10

Love it love it love it. They should put this part right next to "extremes of idealization" in the dsm-5 bpd criteria. Literally just docked a point out of pettiness because I didn't like the interaction with Onyx right before.

3. Why is he doing that. Seriously why: 2/10

Look, in theory I do know why Jason's killing goons rather than black mask. DC can't afford for jason to kill them all, they probably gave winick like one shot at a rogue and he wisely decided that fuck nazis actually. But in story it just doesn't work with the goons, i can get behind killing like a rapist but the driver? Never explained why he would be chill with that, even feels in contradiction with Jason's decision in Lost Days when Lost Days are supposed to help us understand! Same for the gang leader part, we get the explanation that Jason has reached the conclusion this is the best option but it's never explained why? It also does feel pretty classist to have the kid from crime alley, who batman "rescued from a life of crime" by making him robin, become a gang leader, and as a whole the thing feels just so like, I can't reconcile post crisis jaybin, with his love and relationship to Willis Todd, and this, I need a satisfying explanation and it's never given, the only difference between here and Lost Days is that he's having an episode. It's just too weird. I genuinely think by making him attack different criminals rather than goons we'd have avoided this problem but again, hard to call a character a psychopath if he's only killing rapists I guess. Idk how much of that is psychophobia, how much is classism how much is the expectation that we'd agree this is the logical conclusion of Jason's opposing philosophy without questioning it and how much is me being a hard client for being dissatisfied by the granted explanation but like, it's really really frustrating.

4. Oh, beloved 10/10

Look at him. He's splitting so hard. The crisis triggered by the god falling from his pedestal with a dash of mirroring -yes yes yes yes that's the good shit. Love that panel.

[setsailslash]

Bruce & Jason in Batman: Wayne Family Adventures

[zeroducks-2]

I keep encountering antis in the wild so far my favorite one has been the one who was frothing over Jaytim shippers. "Just because they're not technically brothers"!

Friend they're not technically nor non-technically brothers. They weren't raised together. They don't have a brother dynamic.

"It's different from DickBabs and TimSteph!" Not really! You're just cherrypicking!

90% of antis use anti rhetoric to justify why their ship is better/more valid than another, not because they really care about things they deem immoral or whatever, and I think a lot of Fandom Discourse tends to miss that by a long shot.

Like more often than not it's just bitches digging for reasons why their OTP is the only ship that can be shipped, therefore if you ship something else You're Wrong and the ship you ship shouldn't even exist. They use arguments on morality and such because they're hard to argue with - lots of folks don't know what to say when they're faced with "don't ship X and Y cause it's harmful and abusive!", "you're hurting victims of SA and grooming by shipping X and Y!" - and what happens is that they get scared out of the ships/topics they like and stop engaging actively with fanworks. Sometimes they rationally or subconsciously realize that it works, so they end up even adopting the same rhetoric as it's really fucking convenient: being on the moral high horse is delicious because people feel like it automatically puts them in the category of the good guys, therefore everyone else is a bad guy and they can harass them and send them death threats, even if it's just about shipping fictional characters.

I've seen this happen in basically every single fandom I've been in since I was 12 (and I am Not Young™), and I've seen the most unexpected people use anti rhetoric while not being antis themselves, or even labeling themselves as proshippers, but they would still use anti arguments to "legitimize" their ship and claim how and why it was better than others in the same fandom. Instead of just... saying that one ship in particular is not for them. Tbh lately I'm only trusting multi-shippers not to pull anti bullshit out of their ass, and this niche of the DC fandom is really a safe haven. But I digress.

One of the things that really pisses me off the most is the rampant homophobia. Going by generic anti logic Jaydick is incest, but Dickbabs isn't. Jaytim is incest, Timsteph isn't. Brudick, Brujay, Brutim are all incestuous ships - except Bruce and Barbara isn't. The het ship is fine would you look at that. Childhood friends to lovers is alright with pop culture as long as it's a man and a woman, because if it's two men they'll immediately scream incest and abuse (lumping them together too, while they're also not the same thing ffs). Because hiding behind anti mentality and purity culture there's the big bad monster of queerphobia, which shows its ugly face the moment you take a peek below the surface.

And since I feel like this isn't being said enough. Dick and Jason ARE NOT BROTHERS. Neither are Dick and Tim, or Dick and Damian, Jason and Damian, Jason and Tim, I could go on. These people are not related, not by blood or legally, not in any way that matters and would make it incest. They're a legacy of characters who wear the same cowl for narrative reasons, and THAT'S IT.

Calling Jaydick "incest" irks me to no freaking end because I LOVE incest ships, I am DOWN BAD for them, and this one ain't it chief. They're not related. They didn't grow up together. They don't share any brotherly bond except a vague "brothers in arms" kinda thing. People decided this at some point in order to have an argument why their plastic prepackaged het ships were better than the Bad Abusive (gay) ones, because they're fucking homophobes, and that is about it.

And that's what I really want to say to all the young, queer antis that parrot the terfs and homophobes that pushed them in that direction. They are taking away a space that is YOURS TOO. They fucking HATE YOU. They hate you because you're queer, gay, bi, pan, ace, trans, nonbinary, a woman, even just a teen. Purity culture and anti mentality is how they keep you under control, tied to their morality leash and making life miserable to every other queer person that refuses to conform and refuses to shut up and to stop enjoying fiction for the harmless, but also valuable thing that it is.