#liane x reader

[uc1wa]

18+ minors dni

tags: fem reader, kids, penetrative sex, breeding

"she’s really good with kids," roy smiles widely to his best friend, a smile that turns into a smirk when he looks over to the raven haired man. cheeks dusted pink while a stupid, love-struck grin covers his lips.

that is, until it’s not and is quickly wiped off when he feels the gaze on him and a bump to his shoulder. "don’t ya want some of your own?" the red-haired man asks, and jason rolls his eyes. "can’t stand kids, basically have some of my own with all the other shits," jason says annoyedly thinking about his one-too-many siblings that he had grown up raising alongside dick. raising kids as siblings and vigilantes has a tendency to make the average man not want children

but, he can’t help but to feel a pang in his chest when he watches you pick up roy’s baby daughter, lian, from your place in the park a little bit aways from the two men. your arms wrapping around her tiny frame as you hold her close to your chest, pointing to jason and roy while encouraging her to wave at the two men. something of a wave, more of a grabbing fist is executed as she matches the smile that you’re wearing, and jason has never thought about getting you pregnant until this very moment.

like a flick of a switch changes in him. he imagines it’s what animals feel when it's mating season; something primal and deep within him that says he needs to be the reason for a bump on your belly and he needs it to happen immediately.

"c’mon, if you get her pregnant now, lian and yours can grow up together," roy pushes more, waving to his sweet baby while doing so; contrastly speaking to jason about impregnating you like it was as normal as he made it sound. "y’know you want it, big man. plus your babies would be so fuckin’ cute," he fonds, "well, her traits would make your babies cute, i don’t know about yours," roy teases with a laugh, hitting jason’s back.

bidding a farewell to your best friend in law and his daughter, you made your way back into your home with jason following behind, locking the door and making his own way in.

"how many kids do you want?" your boyfriend asks, and it’s hard not to take you by surprise. usually these conversations stemmed from previous important conversations, or something that brought overwhelming intimacy. To say the least, this wasn’t the average conversation that’s spoken as soon as you walk in the door.

this wasn’t the type of conversation to follow spending time with your best friend.

"why’re you asking?" you question, turning on your heel with a pointed look and jason shrugs with a roll of his eyes. his keys rustle against the counter as he walks towards you, his cold hand finding yours and leading you quietly to your bedroom.

“i think you’d look good with my baby,” he says, helping you take your sweater and then shirt underneath off. gently, and without rush, like he has all the time in the world if you’re willing. raising your arms to assist the man with his task at hand, you smile teasingly, “somebody’s got baby fever ‘cause of lian, huh?” and jason scoffs with a small laugh, “something like that. also wanna continue our family if you'd like to help,” he insists with a tease while your hands now find his top, doing the same as he did to you. 

his movements are slow tonight, matching the one of two ways you find him in bed. either fucking or making love, and when the latter occurs, you find yourself relishing in every touch that feels louder than they’ve ever been. touches that are soft but with force to be intentional, kisses that are meaningful, especially the one jason presses with soft lips to the spot right under your belly button. his movements that are languid, slow, and rhythmed with every moan and word that he whispers in your ear, say in your neck after he’s kissed the skin there.

months later when he sees your swollen belly, he feels like he’s won the lottery. he feels like you're a prize he’s won and just needs to show off; realistically, he’s keeping you home as much as possible and going out with you in times of needing outside air. your lower back hurts? he’s watched youtube tutorials on massage techniques that help during pregnancy. you have a strange craving? jason’s running out at midnight to get precisely what you’re crazing. oh, your tits are sore after you’ve finally delivered your baby? there’s nothing to worry about when jason asks a quick, “you want my hands or my mouth?”

[probablyn0thuman]

Your boys

Pairing | Jason Todd x Fem!Reader x Roy Harper

Warnings | NSFW, MDNI, smut, nipple play, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Fingering (m!receiving) , Oral (f!receiving), threesome, anal (m!receiving), slight bondage (handcuffs), aftercare, fluff, no use of y/n

Words | 2.1k

Notes | This took me about a week to finish fully because uni is kicking my butt right now. Enjoy and of course, English isn't my first language.

Summary | The three of you tri-parenting Lian and what happens in your soundproof bedroom after she goes to sleep.

You and Lian were cuddled up on the roof of your apartment building, waiting for Jason and Roy to get back from patrol; you were reading a book to Lian, one of her favourites, Charlie and the Chocolate factory. She’d been obsessed with it lately. It was around 4am on a Saturday and Lian had begged to stay up so she can see her daddies when they got home. She’d even pulled the puppy eyes out, how could you say no?

The Sun was slowly starting to rise over the horizon, Gotham slowly coming to life, a sign that Jason and Roy would be home soon. Just as you finished chapter ten of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, you and Lian heard the familiar thuds of two people landing on the roof from behind you two. Lian quickly spins around to see her dads, jumping up from your lap and running over to them with a happy squeal. “Daddy!” She shouts jumping into Roy’s arms. “Hi Sugarplum,” Roy coos, ruffling her hair, messing up her already messed up black curls. “Hey Princess,” Jason says, a hint of a smile in his voice, though you couldn’t tell, he never took his helmet off before he was behind a locked door in the safety of your home. “Hi Daddy Jay,” Lian beamed. 

You smile and stand up from your place on the roof, the book and the blankets bundled under your arm, “Hi boys,” you say as you walk over to them and Lian. “Hey beautiful,” Roy hums in greeting, looking you up and down. “Hi sweetheart,” Jason says, taking a few steps forwards so he can wrap his arms around your waist, “Lets get inside, yeah? It’s cold out here.” You and Roy nod at his suggestion and start heading to the fire escape to get into the apartment. 

Once you’re all inside Lian starts to yawn, “Aww, is someone sleepy?” Roy asks her teasingly. “Nuh-uh, I’m not tired!” Lian protests through another yawn. “Really, princess? You look pretty damn tired to me,” Jason comments while taking off his helmet now that you’re inside, revealing a soft smile on his lips. Lian yawns again, cuddling into Roy’s chest, “Maybe a little…” She trails off with another yawn. You chuckle softly, “Come on, baby, let’s get you to bed.”

Roy carries her to her bedroom, flicking on her night light as he enters. He places her onto her soft bed with her unicorn bedding, tucking her in with a kiss to her forehead as you and Jason watch from the doorway. “Goodnight, Lian. Me, Daddy Jay and Mommy love you soooo much,” he whispers quietly as her little eyes droop closed and she drifts off to sleep.

He slowly tip-toes out of Lian’s bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him. “Well done, Roy. You didn’t fuck it up,” Jason comments, a smirk on his stupidly handsome face. “Oh shut up, Jay. I can tuck Lian into bed without messing up, I’m not stupid-” Roy argues back before Jason interrupts him, “Really? Could’ve fooled me-” he grunts before you finally interrupt them, your voice stern. “Boys,” you warn, giving them a look. “Yeah, yeah, sorry sweetheart,” Jay responds to your stern look. “Sorry babygirl,” Roy says sheepishly. You roll your eyes at their constant banter and jokes and arguing before smiling again at the thought that your boys are home and that Lian is asleep. “Bedroom?” You ask, watching their faces light up. “Hell yes, beautiful.” Roy groans, wrapping his arms around your waist and slinging you over his shoulder, walking you over to your guys’ bedroom, Jason following close behind, chuckling quietly at Roy’s antics. 

Jason locks the door behind the three of you as Roy throws you onto the bed, your fall cushioned by the pillows and fluffy blankets you three keep on bed for comfort. Roy steps back and starts taking all of his gear off, Jason doing the same. You sit back and watch, this was your favourite part of the night; your favourite boys turning into your favourite show. Jason notices you looking and elbows Roy to get his attention, “Like the show, sweetheart?” He says teasingly a grin on his usually gruff face, making you smirk in response. “You know I am, handsome,” you hum back, taking your own pyjama top and shorts off, leaving you in your underwear as they join you on the bed in only their underwear too; Jason on your left, Roy on your right.

“Wow, this pretty set, all for us, baby?” Roy smirks, commenting on your red lingerie set that you’d specifically chosen for tonight. “Can’t I do something special for my boys?” You ask as you wrap your arms around Roy’s neck. Roy brings his hands up to rest on the sides of your ribs while Jason’s arms come around your back to wrap around your waist, leaving you trapped and sandwiched between the two. “I like it, sweetheart,” Jason says, pressing a kiss to the back of your head. “You only like it because it’s in your colours,” Roy huffs before Jason speaks up again, “You wear red too, dumbass,” “Yeah, but my red’s lighter than yours,” Roy whines. “Roy, stop whining, I’ll get a set that matches your red next time, yeah?” You suggest, trying to stop them from arguing again. “Okay baby, sounds good,” Roy mumbles, ducking his head down to start pressing small kisses to your neck. “You spoil him,” Jason grumbles, making you smile.

“Come on, Jay. I spoil you too,” you hum, grinding your ass against Jason’s core. Jason groans, his hands tightening around your waist, Roy sees what’s happening and decides to join in, grinding his hips into yours as you grind on Jason. “Come on, babygirl, let’s show Grumpus a good time, eh?” Roy whispers. You slide your hands into Jason’s boxers, palming him before sliding his boxers down his thick thighs, Roy helping you with eagerness in his eyes. “Woah, one at a time, please,” Jason jokes, kicking his discarded boxers off the bed and rolling over to be on top of the two of you. His big arms, that are definitely bigger than your head, caging you and Roy in as he leans down to kiss Roy messily. Roy responds quickly, their kiss a mess of teeth, tongue and lips with no coordination to it at all. When they break apart, Roy turns to you with a grin before capturing your own lips in an equally messy kiss. His tongue sweeps through your mouth, the taste of Jason lingering from before. 

As you kiss Roy, Jason makes it his own mission to make sure the two of you are as unclothed as he is; he slides down your underwear and unclasps your bra at the back, taking your nice lingerie set off as Roy shimmies himself out of his boxers, his hard cock springing out. Roy eventually pulls back from the kiss, his hands immediately grabbing your boobs, playing with your nipples, teasing and twisting the sensitive buds before Jason smacks his hands away. “Go get the lube, you’re in the middle tonight,” Jason growls. “Why do I gotta be in the middle?” Roy complains. You answer his question for him, “Because I was in the middle last time and Jason was the time before that. Go.” “Ugh, fine,” Roy groans, getting out of bed and walking to the nightstand to get the lube. “And the handcuffs,” Jason adds, getting a shocked look from both of you. “For me or for both of us?” Roy asks sheepishly, trying to hide the fact that Jason being mean was making his cock leak prematurely with pre-cum. “Just you, I don’t want you touching tonight, got it?” Jason says sternly. “Y-yeah, sure,” Roy says quickly, grabbing the handcuffs and the lube and crawling back onto the bed.

Jason was now knelt at the end of the bed and you were resting up against the pillows, leaving enough space for Roy between you two. Roy crawls onto that space, facing you as Jason takes the handcuffs and does his hands behind his back. “Hi baby,” Roy grins. “Hey Roy~” you smirk, running a hand through his hair as Jason squirts the lube onto his fingers to prep Roy. “Ready?” Jason asks preemptively. “Yup. Give me everything you’ve got, big boy,” Roy says cockily, before immediately moaning and whining as Jason inserts a finger, his moans getting louder as Jason inserts another. “Aww, what happened to ‘Give me everything you’ve got’?” You question teasingly, holding Roy’s face in your hands. “N-nothing, sweetcheeks, I-I’m a grown ass man, I can h-handlle this,” Roy moans as Jason massages his G-spot. Jason’s smirk widens at the sounds Roy makes, “Sweetheart, give him a little something, yeah?”

You lean back against the pillows more, opening your thighs in front of Roy’s face. “Can I? Please, Jason, I need to taste her.” Roy begs. “Yeah. Dig in, Roy.” Jason grunts as Roy dives head first into your cunt. His tongue circles your clit, making you moan. You grip his hair pushing him further in.  His tongue delves into your entrance making obscene noises you’re glad no one else can hear because of the soundproof wall paneling Jason insisted you got. “I’m gonna go in now, relax, Roy,” Jason says, the tip of his, frankly gargantuan, cock pressing against Roy’s entrance. Roy moans into your cunt, the vibrations going straight through you.

He enters Roy in one quick thrust, forcing Roy deeper into your cunt. Roy whimpers, slurping up all of your juices, the familiar coil in your stomach tightening. “Oh- Oh, jay- I’m gonna, ugh-” you moan out, Roy working on your clit, taking it between his teeth sucking, tracing with his tongue all while Jason thrusts in and out of him. “Just let go, sweetheart, Roy’s a good boy, he’ll take care of you,” Jason groans, Roy whimpers at being called a good boy. 

After a few more minutes you finish, your orgasm falling over you like a truck, squirting all over Roy’s face, he laps it all up, every last drop like it’s his life’s purpose. “Gods, baby, you taste so good,” Roy moans against your cunt, his tongue running up your folds, making obscene slurping noises. Jason continues thrusting in and out of Roy, hitting his prostate over and over again.

“Oh- Oh, Jay-” Roy gasps, his pretty cock decorated with a red tip, pre-cum dripping onto the bed. “You’re such a good boy for us, baby,” you coo, leaning down to press sweet kisses all over his face. “Come on, Roy, let go for us, I’m so close,” Jason groans, slamming into Roy harder. Roy moans and groans louder. You shift bringing them both further up the bed a bit so Roy’s face rests on your chest, his face pressed into your boobs, his moans vibrating through you. “Ugh, Jay- Please, I’m gonna-” Roy whines before blowing his load all over the bed, Jason following close behind, filling Roy up to the brim.

Jason slowly pulls out, collapsing onto the bed next to you two. You three lay there panting, the air thick, the scent of sex lingering. “I love you, boys,” you whisper, pressing a small kiss to each of their foreheads and undoing Roy’s handcuffs, throwing them off to the side. “I love you too, sweetheart,” Jason mumbles. “I love you the most, babygirl,” Roy smiles up at you. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up,” you say, shifting on the bed. Jason and Roy follow you off the bed, moving to the bathroom attached onto the bedroom. You turn the bath on, climbing in as it starts to slowly fill up. Roy and Jason climb into the large bath as well. You lay your head on Jason’s chest, your leg hooking over his, Roy on his other side, doing the same movements. 

A while later you all climb out of the bath, drying yourselves off and getting into some fresh pyjamas. Roy changes the sheet on the bed, putting the one he came all over into the laundry hamper. Jason hides the lube and the handcuffs back into the drawer. You all climb back into bed, cuddling up to each other. Jason on your left and Roy on your right like always. “My boys,” you whisper with a smile. “Yep, yours,” Jason says. “Your boys,” Roy grunts, halfway into sleep. You and Jason chuckle softly at his sleepy expression. “Goodnight, sweetheart. Goodnight, Roy.” Jason hums as you all fall into sleep, relaxed in each other’s arms. Completely safe and in love.

Author's note | Should I do a part two to this? I kinda want to...

Edit | I am currently writing part two to this. I'm going to make it a series.

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

oh without a doubt, @satansdarlin ❤️🏹

your boyfriend, and lian’s extremely proud dad, roy harper.

(and his instagram)

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tim drake and damian wayne to come! requests are open for any character!!

[rayroseu]

"Because i want you to live a long and happy life"

[axxa-the-allikatt]

😩😮‍💨 😩😮‍💨 Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. 😩😮‍💨.

***

Imagine,

Silly boys (lovingly), who never thought in a million years, that they’d feel something they never knew they could feel, something called love, who unintentionally fell for you, bit by bit.

Silly boys, who began to crave your laughter, your smiles, your little gestures, your veiny hands, wrapped around their throat-

Silly boys, who refused to accept their feelings, mind reeling in confusion, why did they feel like this?…, who took forever to realise they’ve fallen, and fallen hard.

Silly boys, who bottle up their feelings, letting it all out one fine night, when they’re on the verge of passing out, drunk, in the backseat of your car.

Silly boys, who whimper and moan about how much they adore you, while you lovingly, although drunkenly, reciprocate their feelings, by crashing your lips down on theirs, hands roaming all over their warm, shivering body.

Silly boys, who easily break in your arms, and being the good little things they are, force themselves to not thrash around, as you push them into a mating press, folding them in half.

Silly boys, who are now drunk on the feeling of your cock/strap, buried deep inside their hole, rearranging their insides.

Silly boys, who babble out incoherent noises, eyes rolled to the top of their head, tongue lolling out, saliva dripping from the sides of their mouth.

Silly boys, who wait for your permission to release, wailing and clawing at your back as they come undone along with you, then pass out, while you ride out your high.

Silly boys, who wake up the next morning, feeling oddly refreshed, until they realise they’re in your bed, hands and feet entangled with yours, still naked.

Silly boys, who ghost you for a few days, too embarrassed about that one night, not knowing how they would face you ever again.

Silly lovesick boys, who come knocking at your door at 11 in the night, all hot and bothered, not a week later, whimpering and begging about how they need you, need your cock/strap buried deep inside them again, because none of their toys hit the perfect spot like you did. Please please please please.

Silly lovesick boys, who can’t create sensible sentences, only muttering out broken thank yous, over and over again, as you give them what they want need, driving them over the edge, as they give in to your guidance.

Silly lovesick boys, who you now have wrapped around your finger, both figuratively and literally. But you wouldn’t hurt them, or take advantage of them when they’re in this state, would you?

They trust you, worship you, with their body, mind and soul.

***

— I particularly had Hualian in mind, like a buy one get one free but other pretty boys who go with this, in my opinion, are BACHIRA, Reo, Nagi, Chigiri, Rin (idk why, he just does), SANZU, Baji, Mikey, Stanley, Ukyo, Yuno, William, Kafka, Blade, Dan Heng, Jiyan, Scar (hmmmm), and somewhere in the corner of my mind, Shidou (😩😮‍💨). + your favs of course💅✨

[p4prbag]

I don't like things casually, instead I let it consume my entire being.

[plethorawrites]

I'm back to my once in a blue moon Roy post. And again, I can't stop thinking about how any person he dated HAS to be approved by Lian.

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It doesn't matter how much Roy Harper likes you or how perfect he thinks you are, if Lian doesn't like one of his partners, he'll break up with that person the next day.

He obviously waits a while to see if he even likes you enough to introduce you to her, but once he makes that decision, it's nerve wracking. He wants her to approve. He really does. And you want her too as well. He drones on about her constantly. Basically the entire first date was him relating every question you asked him back to her somehow.

Favorite place to go? The zoo, because Lian loves it. Favorite food? Grilled cheese, because he makes it for her so much he got hooked. Favorite color? It changes when hers does because everything she owns switches shades too. But he's partial to the color closest to her eyes.

And you're just as excited and nervous to meet her, knowing exactly how important she is to him. Lian is a good judge of character, she can know instantly if someone is wrong for her dad and she doesn't want them around him.

With you, it's the same as all the others. She's standoffish, curious but hesitant, asking you questions that only seem to have bad answers the way all kids somehow manage to do. And you're panicking, admittedly, not only at the questions, but at seeing Roy slowly deflate when he realizes how judgmental his daughter is.

At some point he excuses himself from the room for a moment, either to take a call, or try to take a breath because he's suddenly thinking about ending the relationship. But the second he walks away and both you and Lian can see the disappointment in posture, you both soften. Mostly her.

"...He works a lot," she told you, almost like a deterrent.

You nodded softly. "I know."

There was a pause, her princess crown falling a little bit. "Things with mom didn't end well," she mumbled.

You fixed her crown. "I know that, too." Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear you scooted closer to her on the couch. "I don't want to replace your mom, Lian. I just...want to love your dad."

She looked up at you. No one he brought home ever said the L word before. Not unless it was in some patronizing way as they talked about her while squishing her cheeks.

Her lips quirked, fighting a pout. "He's always busy," she repeated with emphasis. "I don't even see him for a week or two." She knew why, of course, and never blamed him. It still hurt.

Things suddenly clicked for you, realizing Lian was less worried about you, and more worried about you stealing her time with him.

"Well...maybe when he's gone, you and I could go somewhere? Do you like the aquarium?" You suggested hesitantly, watching her furrow her brows in skepticism as she nodded. "And maybe when he's back, we could all do something too, like a movie..." She seemed to relax a little, still pouting. "I'm not trying to steal him from you. You're the most important thing in his life, you know? You'll always come first."

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A while later, Roy had all but prepared his typical break up speech, planning to tell you he liked you a lot but needed to take care of Lian and her needs first before focusing on himself. It hurt more this time, though, rehearsing it, than it usually did.

He walked back into the living room, freezing when he saw you braiding Lian's hair, a blanket pulled over her lap as she clicked the buttons on a remote.

"Oh, there you are," you said, glancing up. "We were going to watch 'Brave', do you want to join us?"

He blinked a few times, glancing at his daughter to ensure she wasn't just pretending. Then again, she never went along with anything she didn't actually want to do.

Roy nodded slightly, sitting next to Lian, squishing her in-between you two as she found the movie on the TV.

"You should make us popcorn," she practically demanded, starting the movie and glancing back at you as you finished her hair. "He makes really good popcorn."

You nodded curiously, giving her a small smile. "You ever tried it with M&M's in it before?"

Her eyes widened, head snapping towards her dad as if already asking for it. "O-okay, yeah, I'll check if we have any," he muttered, standing up, sparing a glance over his shoulder as he saw you pulling a blanket over Lian's lap while she passed her favorite princess crown to you.

It seemed she did approve, this time.

[lu-dao-writes]

— 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝙓𝙞𝙚 𝙇𝙞𝙖𝙣 & 𝙃𝙪𝙖 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜)

ᡴꪫ ﾟ. 𓂃𝙎𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨 You like being with Xie Lian, and when San Lang joined you had no problems with him either. You love their natural affection…

B̴̰̼̤̄͋̽̆͝ų̷̤̫͙͉͈́̓ͅt̵̯̬͌̿̎̽̉ ̵͎͈̯̓͐̀͘͝s̷̡͖͚̘͓͙̹̰̖̈́o̸̪̞̹̞̼̥̮̮̊̃̈́̎́̾̕͘͜͝m̶͚̐̉͑́͗̕͜͠ͅé̴̫͓̥̈́͗̈́̒ͅt̷͚̟̲̻̜̙̾̚i̷̢̗̗͈̩͚͆̍m̴͙̼͉̻̗̻̬̿̓̀̆͘ͅe̴̡̧͉͔̲͔̫̻͑̋̀́̈̀̌̈́̚s̵̢̫̟̳̩̲̟͆̏̆̃̄̿͝ ̴̤̘͉̻̮͈̿̀̐̄͒̃͝į̴̫͔̫̠̌͐̚t̸̰̔̋̀̾͐’̴̢̦̥͓̯̺͖̈́̓̒ś̴̨͇̣̼͑̀̉͛̎̏͠ ̸̤̺̼̞̠̖̃̋͗̄̀͝š̸̙̼̐̉̎͗͘u̶͍̞͖͒̈̅̔̒̍͘͜f̵̨̝̳̻̪̫̫͈͎̑̏̎̍̈͒f̵̞͇̥͖̥̹̳̹͐͐̌̈́̽͝o̸̡̤̙̙̗̤̦͙̿́̀͐̾͠c̵̨̹̔͜ȃ̶̛̱̜̗͍̒̌̈́̿́t̸̛͎̘͕̤̜̟̎̐i̷̖͓͖͔̭̥̒̆͂́̚͘͘ͅn̵̛̯̬͎̭͐̊̋̏g̸͓͍͚̦̻̳͑.̵͙̖̰͊̉ ̶̲͉̘̆̋̀̆̓

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, codependency, possessive behavior, biting, blood tasting, sleep watching, amnesiac!reader, gn!reader, hybrid au, some animalistic behavior, maybe poor grammar.

𝘼/𝙉 This is a warmup I made when I needed to take a pause from my jjk projects! Also deciding to post this while I wait for my poll to end!౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

YOU’VE only met Xiè Lián a month ago, but he is a humble man, perhaps the most humble man you’ve ever met in your years of living.

And despite only knowing him for such a little amount of time, there’s this huge sense of familiarity whenever you’re together.

He’s so kind, too kind almost, and submissive, but not in a completely bad way. It just seems that he’s too willing to let others walk all over him sometimes.

But you don’t regret befriending him. He’s as sweet as can be and your wonderful savior, his only want when you asked how you can repay him is your e̶t̶e̶r̶n̶a̶l̶ friendship.

You two were lonely souls wondering the earth so it’s natural that you remained at each other’s sides, helping him collect scraps.

While staying with him, you’ve noticed the ferret’s need for physical touch and aggressive play, which you grant because how could you not? You owe him a lot and you’re touch starved yourself.

B̶u̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶p̶l̶a̶y̶ ̶g̶e̶t̶s̶ ̶a̶ ̶b̶i̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶a̶g̶g̶r̶e̶s̶s̶i̶v̶e̶,̶ ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶b̶i̶t̶e̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶a̶w̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶b̶l̶o̶o̶d̶,̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶X̶i̶è̶ ̶L̶i̶á̶n̶ ̶h̶a̶p̶p̶i̶l̶y̶ ̶l̶i̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶d̶o̶w̶n̶.̶

But it’s okay! That’s just his nature!

There was one time he had to disappear for a moment, stating that it’s just some business to help innocent people from a ghost problem and left you at an inn for the time being.

You missed him,b̶u̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶d̶e̶n̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶e̶n̶j̶o̶y̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶s̶p̶a̶c̶e̶.̶ ̶

But he soon came back and you two now had a place to live at for once! It’s a shabby shrine, but both of you put your care and hard work to make it a home.

The bed is a simple straw mat on the hard floor but the comfort of each other’s arms and warmth make up for it!

B̶u̶t̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶h̶u̶g̶s̶ ̶a̶r̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶b̶i̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶t̶i̶g̶h̶t̶,̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶p̶o̶s̶s̶e̶s̶s̶i̶v̶e̶ ̶a̶l̶m̶o̶s̶t̶.̶ ̶

Sleeping together is a joy though!

And things get more interesting when a lone fox joins the mix.

His name is Sān Láng, and Xiè Lián had brought him over one night and offered your collective space to him since he had no place to go.

He’s a charming young man with a mysterious aura, giving answers but becomes a bit elusive when it’s direct questions about him. He’s far more interested in getting to know you and Xiè Lián though, wanting the both of you to lay yourselves bare to him.

But he quickly becomes close to you both, and you become aware that he’s just as clingy as the ferret.

The bed situation is even more cramped, but as long as you were all touching all was fine!

S̶o̶m̶e̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶s̶w̶e̶a̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶’̶r̶e̶ ̶b̶e̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶w̶a̶t̶c̶h̶e̶d̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶’̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶e̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶f̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶i̶n̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶l̶e̶e̶p̶s̶ ̶e̶m̶b̶r̶a̶c̶e̶,̶ ̶X̶i̶è̶ ̶L̶i̶á̶n̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶S̶ā̶n̶ ̶L̶á̶n̶g̶’̶s̶ ̶b̶r̶e̶a̶t̶h̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶s̶u̶f̶f̶o̶c̶a̶t̶i̶n̶g̶,̶ ̶i̶m̶p̶r̶i̶n̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶o̶n̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶s̶k̶i̶n̶.̶

Sān Láng likes to watch you and Xiè Lián, especially when you’re playing, but he never gets in the mix until he’s invited, and you can see the pure delight in his eyes when asked.

But you almost always end up on your back, overpowered and vulnerable to them both.

L̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶p̶r̶o̶p̶e̶r̶ ̶p̶r̶e̶y̶.̶

But unfortunately, things get weird when Nán Fēng, a dog, and Fú Yáo, a cat, show up at the door.

The way those two grow so pale when they look at you…

And how tight Xiè Lián holds your shoulders…

How Sān Láng’s voice gets unusually more sharper…

There’s more to what’s going on.

[hoshinasblade]

your wedding to hoshina soshiro is tomorrow and although the elders have forced to put you in separate rooms - the superstition specifies that the groom is to not see the bride the night before the ceremony - your restless feet had found themselves in front of the suite your husband-to-be is staying at. after all, it won't be the first time you had broken tradition for love and you can feel it in your bones that it won't be the last time either.

you knocked at the door thrice, hoping that's enough to call hoshina's attention; praying that he is actually inside, and not at some bachelor party where you are well aware almost always involves indecent acts.

"hey," hoshina greeted you as he beckoned you to come in. "i missed you today," he said and the confession painted your cheeks pink. "did you need anything?" hoshina's hands attempted to capture yours but upon noticing you were holding a box in them, he settled in noting the slight tremble in your movements. it offered him a little consolation that it seems he isn't the only one anxious for the event the next morning.

"i have something for you", you told him as you presented the box. the box was a bit bigger than your own torso, covered in brown paper that tore easily as he opened it. inside is a tantō, custom made, he realised as he noticed the embossed name near the handle of the blade. the metal is cold to his touch, and perhaps if he applied more pressure, he could cut himself. "do you like it?" you asked giddily.

hoshina couldn't answer right away. in the past, people had certainly given him gifts, but not as thoughtful - as breathtaking - as this one. "you didn't have to -"

"it's a gift," you interrupted him as you closed the distance between the two of you. when you started dating hoshina, you had always been annoyed at the height difference - you hated having to always look up to him. that's fine, that just means i get to look after you all the time, he answered you. "don't think i won't use it to dice you down if you mess up though," you added which earned a chuckle from hoshina.

"i thought i already promised that i won't break your heart." hoshina grabbed your hands now and he can feel the loud pulse on your wrist. even our heartbeats are in sync, he wanted to say. "i'll take care of you."

your silence was enough of a response. the tantō remained in the box on the floor that night, a symbol of how you had given hoshina soshiro a literal weapon - to protect you or to hurt you, only he could decide on. maybe love works exactly like that, you'd like to think - giving someone the key to destroying us all the while praying they do the opposite.

the elders scolded you the next day, endless mutters of bad luck because you stayed the night with hoshina but you didn't care - you had made up your mind that you will spend your lifetime with him anyway, what's one more night to add to forever?

honorary tagging my bestie again @umafanfiqueiraqualquer 😁

[simpingforheros]

Lover Man

Pairing: Roy Harper X Single Mom! Female! Reader

Summary: Roy Harper gave up on love after his relationship with Cheshire never went anywhere other than creating his bundle of joy that was Lian Harper. That was until she came knocking on his door.

Warnings: 18+, Minors Do Not Interact, Female Reader/Female Pronouns/ Female Anatomy, Fluff eventually turning into Smut, Strangers to Lovers, Close Proximity, Mentions of Drug Addiction, Implied Abuse, Heavy Make-Out Session, Dry Humping, Implied Breeding Kink, Roy Harper being our Gentle King ((only this time)).

A/N: Soooo I had another Roy fanfic written completely in the drafts…and I hated it 💀. So I rewrote it and here it is. It’s a wee bit longer than my normal fanfics and I wanted to add more fluff and more descriptive detail instead of just smut. Please leave me some comments if you like this or if you don’t lol. Thank you.

A/N: I got my own ginger so it makes me wanna write about my second favorite ginger since I hardly see writing for him outside of him being a throuple with Jason. Roy Harper is just as hot as Jason because man’s literally got himself out of a bad place just for his daughter 😭🥹. Our responsibility king. Also Lian is aged up to 7 years old in this.

Dividers >>>> @cafekitsune

Roy Harper was a hardworking man. He slaves over his small mercenary missions with the occasional events of saving the city in the mix of raising a 4 foot ball of energy all on his own. He felt exhausted most the time, but that exhaustion keeps him out of trouble. It also gets him out of any venture for a personal life.

Sure, Roy had the Outlaws who would swing by after missions just to hangout and drink, and the Titans make a rare appearance to visit their favorite niece. Even Ollie and Dinah would occasionally come by to visit. But, after Jade came and left him high and dry, his heart was hollow…

Lian was his whole world and stars. He never thought he could love someone as much as he loved his little girl. He dragged himself out of his drug addiction just so he can take care of her, and she should be enough to make the backbreaking labor enough.

However, he notices how the doodled Mother’s Day cards that used to litter the fridge for Jade began to dwindle as her eyes began to look longingly at the other parents who had two parents and a pair or two of siblings. Lian says she’s happy to live with her Dad, who was her bestest friend in the world, but the occasional crayon drawings say otherwise.

The stick figures of Lian and Roy with a faceless woman and another stick figure child making it very clear that Lian wanted a mother figure, or at least a sibling.

Maybe one day Roy can give it to her…but right now he was too tired.

“What do you mean you forgot??” Roy yells into the phone as he speed walks back to his apartment complex.

He should have known better than to ask Garfield to wait at his apartment for Lian to come home and babysit for a couple of hours while he went grocery shopping. This week has been hell on him. He’s been dealing with some of Black Mask’s crew trying to expand to Star City and when he would try to get some sleep, the noise of some new neighbors moving in woke him up constantly. This was really his only chance to go do anything and Beast Boy forgot to come.

“I asked you to do one thing, Gar! Be here and watch Lian until I got back. How can forget to watch a 7 year old girl?” Roy seethes as he walks into the main lobby and bolting up the stairs.

His heart was pounding with all the possible scenarios. He knows he’s overreacting, that she was just probably sitting by the locked door either entertaining herself or crying. But he also couldn’t help but be paranoid that she strayed off to go find him or someone snatched her up.

His worst fear coming to reality as he walks onto his floor and sees no one. He quickly gets to his door and jiggles the nob, feeling the secured lock.

Just as Roy was about to scream at Garfield again to relieve the unrelenting anxiety, the sound of a door opening behind him catches his attention as a familiar ring fills the static.

“Daddy!” Lian yells as Roy turns around, relief filling his body as he kneels down to greet the girl.

“Oh fuck, you scared me.” He says, as he sighs in relief. His strong arms holding the small girl tight to his chest.

“I’m sorry,” the girl mumbles with sympathy pooling in her dark eyes. “I was walking Wren and she wanted me to see her new room.”

‘Wren? Who’s Wren?’ Roy thought as he quirks his eyebrow just as movement catches his eyes again to the door.

Another little girl was standing in the door way to the apartment. She looked the same age as Lian with colorful ribbons in her hair and the matching Star Academy uniform on as Lian.

‘Another Star Academy student? There isn’t any other student living here…’

Then the realization that this was one of the new neighbors hits him as a taller figure appears behind Wren. Her voice throwing Roy in a trance as she scolds the girl.

“Wren, I told you to not stare. Especially at strangers.” Her voice gently but protective as she kept her eyes on Roy. Her hand already on her daughter’s shoulder as her daughter apologizes.

“I’m sorry, Mama. I wanted to see Lian’s Dad and see if I can come over…”

The woman was the same age as him from what he can tell. Healthy, glowing skin despite the dark bags under her eyes. Her hair glowed like a halo in the fluorescent light of the hallway despite the messy frizz of what he thought used to be a protective hairstyle that her work day destroyed. Her boxy scrubs doing noting to hide her figure as the familiar logo of Star City General Hospital shined brightly.

“Dad.” Lian’s inpatient voice cuts through his daze as he looks to his daughter.

“Huh?” He says as his daughter giggles.

“I said, can I show Wren my room? I wanna show her all my Bluey toys.” She says excitedly.

His eyes briefly flickering over to the other excited little girl before stating gently, “I have no problem with it, but did you ask Wren’s mom if she can.”

“Yea! Miss (L/N) said it was alright.” She says happily.

‘Miss? I guess she’s not married…’ he thought as he handed Lian his keys with a joking quip, “Don’r throw a party while I’m over here talking to Miss (L/N).”

The girls giggle before running over to Roy’s apartment and entering. Roy stands up to his full height as he gives the mother a smile. She returns it with her own as she says,

“Normally Wren is pretty shy, so I was happy to see she made friends with a good kid.” She says as she pushes some stray hair out of her face before offering him her hand. “I’m (Y/N) by the way.”

“Roy. Roy Harper.” He introduces himself as he shakes her hand. He couldn’t help but smile brighter as they pulled their hands away, proud that his daughter helped out a new kid.

“Lian doesn’t have much of a shy side to her. I blame it on her mom’s genetics.” He jokes with a soft chuckle.

“You and your wife must be proud.” She says softly as she props her hip against the doorframe.

“Oh no, I’m not married.” He corrects her as he nervously stuffs his hands in his pocket as he felt a pang of gloom over his heart. “It’s just me and Lian.”

Her eyes dropped as she crosses her arms over her chest as she mumbles, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to assume…”

“No, youre alright.” He assures her with a shrug. “Honestly, I should be apologizing for your first impression of me being my kid locked out of my apartment.”

She giggles as she waves him off as she says, “Lian told me that her normal babysitters weren’t in town and that ‘Uncle Gar’ was suppose to be here.”

“Yeaaa.” He groans as he defends himself. “I promise that i’m normally on top of the babysitting situation since I normally work nights.”

She nods as she says, “I understand. I have to find my own babysitter now that I moved across the country. I work days at the hospital.”

The idea seeming to strike them at the same time as both their little girls scream in delight as they play in the apartment over.

A compromise between two single parents.

The deal was easy and benefited both of them. Since she had to work 12 hour shifts on a 3 on, two off basis, (Y/N) would drop the girls off at school on her way to work, and Roy adjusted his “work” time so he can be home when they come home from school and babysit until Wren’s mom gets off from work.

When (Y/N) was off and Roy is working, She will keep both girls at her apartment and gets them ready for school in the mornings before they tag off.

During the rare occurrence that Roy had to go away on a “business trip”, the girls would just be with (Y/N) full time with Roy’s promise that it will only be a week and he will watch them when the weekend comes so she can rest.

This has been the routine for three months, and Roy enjoyed it more than he should. It felt great knowing that Lian was in capable, non vigilante hands when he was away and she had a female role model to who doesn’t fight crime in spandex.

Roy also adored Wren. She took a minute to break out of her shell, but she reminded him a lot of Jason. A quiet type who surprised him with her temper and mischief. He can see why (Y/N) is the kind of parent she is and how she easily keeps Wren and Lian in line.

Over the weeks, Wren and Lian became the dynamic duo of Star Academy. They did everything together and would cry if they couldn’t. The two even begged their respective parents for matching Bluey backpacks and sparkly shoes so they can match all the time. They even developed a cute habit of leaving colored drawings under the apartment doors for the other to find. The friendship was very heart warming and helped form the bond between their parents.

The two had a lot in common too. More than they expected.

“Wanna beer?” Roy offered as he stood up from the couch.

“No thank you.” She answers as she focuses on wrapping the present infront of her.

Tomorrow was Wren’s birthday, and while the girls are having a sleep over in Lian’s room, Roy and (Y/N) prepped for her birthday party.

“You sure, doll?” He says as he grabs a couple beers. He sits beside her and holds his open bottle near her as he jokes. “You gonna let me drink alone, and make me look depressed?”

Her eyes darken as she scoots away from him. The air turning cold as she snaps on him. “I said No, Roy.”

Roy immediately freezes before frowning in concern. He puts the beer on the coffee table as he whispers to her. “Hey, I’m sorry…”

Her eyes relax as her shoulders slump. She sighs softly as she mumbles. “No, I’m sorry…”

She reaches into her pocket a pulls out a familiar looking token and hands it to him. A 5 year sobriety coin. His brows shoot up as he looks at her in shock.

She giggles somberly as she says, “it’s not mine. It’s my Dad’s.”

She pulls her knees to her chest as she looks to the wall around the muted tv. Pictures lining the wall of Lian and Roy with some of just them or with friends. She smiles softly as she recounts.

“My dad was a bad alcoholic, but a good dad. He would take me with him everywhere he could and it would be like everyday was a good day. I was too young to realize he drank too much or he yelled at my mom a little too harshly.” She says as she picks at the material of her socked covered feet.

“It wasn’t until I got pregnant with Wren that he realized he had to sober up. He managed to stay clean for almost 6 years until a drunk driver hit him.” She chuckles sadly as she sees the irony in her dad’s death. “He even help me leave my ex who was also a bad drinker. I guess seeing my dad doing it my whole life, I thought it was normal…”

Her arms wrapping around herself before finally looking back at Roy. Her eyes meeting his green ones, her gaze watery as she wipes the tears away.

“I’m sorry, that was too much to put on you..” she said as her voice wavers a bit. “You can drink though I don’t-“

Roy gets up and takes his beers to the kitchen. Confused by his abruptness, she follows him, only to see him dumping out his open beer and starting to dump out the other one. She looks at him confused as he finishes dumping the liquid out before he pulls out his wallet and pulls out a coin.

He hands both coins to her as she reads the one he pulled out of his wallet. 7 years sobriety.

“You were…?” She mumbles is disbelief before he answers.

“Yep, former heroine addict…” he says as he leans back against the counter. His arms flexing as he crosses his arms over his chest. His eyes shining with seriousness as he says,

“I understand why your dad got help. I did the same thing when I found out about Lian, and I don’t ever wanna do anything that can jeopardize giving her a better life than I had…”

An emotion crosses his face that makes her nervous but excited as he admits.

“And I don’t want to do anything that would drive you out of mine.”

“Please, (Y/N)!” Lian begs as Wren stands behind her with her puppy dog eyes shining behind her.

Those were the famous last words that were said when Lian and Wren convinced her to allow them to go to a slumber party while Roy was out of town. (Y/N) didn’t see the harm since it was Friday night and the girls had been good. Besides, Roy was supposed to be home late tonight so he can enjoy his Saturday morning resting.

It was a good idea. Or at least that’s what she thought before she got mugged on her way home from dropping off the girls.

The woman didn’t see it coming when she was snatched off the street and pinned to an alley wall as a disgust voice coos at her.

“Easy, Babygirl.” The masked man purrs as his dirty finger nails digged into her arms. “Just give me your purse and we can both walk away happy.”

“Fuck off!” She says as she tries to yank away from him .

“Now don’t be such a-!” His growl interrupted as the swoop of air shoots between them. She looks to where it lands and sees a red arrow buried into the wall behind them. The mugger was the first to look back to where it came from before gasping,

“Arsenal? What’s he doing here?” He curses as he pulls (Y/N) in front of him, making the struggling woman a human shield. “I’m armed, and I’m not afraid to hurt the bitch!” He says as he pulls out a knife and holds it to her neck.

(Y/N) only heard about the vigilante through the news. Apparently he used to be Green Arrow’s sidekick before he went solo for some reason and he was a rough guy. He works with the Red Hood who was known for killing criminals so she understood why the man was scared as a figure dropped down from a rooftop with his bow ready to shoot.

Her panic setting in as the bite of the blade was pressed hard to her neck, the anxious blade knicking her. Her panic eyes were set on the archer as she watches him slowly approach.

He looked…familiar. His height and built was impressive despite him being more on the leaner side and his features not obstructed by his sunglasses and hat reminded her of Roy…

“Let the girl go.” Arsenal warns the burglar. His voice was deep, but it didn’t sound natural. It was like he was trying to make his voice sound different. “You’re just pissing me off more and I’m gonna end up breaking your eye socket in.”

The criminal trembles before deciding the best escape plan. He grabs ahold of her purse before throwing her in Arsenal’s direction. Unprepared to the violent shove, (Y/N) falls to the ground before the vigilante can catch her. Her yelp filling space as the hero kneels down beside her to make sure she wasn’t stabbed.

“Hey, you alright?” He says as he scans her body for any serious injury.

She pushes herself up, cringes as her wrist throbs. His large gloved hands on her back and shoulder as he helps her stand when she notices his exposed arm. A familiar faded green tattoo visible on his bicep as the pieces fall together.

“Roy?…” She asks as she looks up Arsenal. Despite his eyes being covered, she can tell he was looking at her in a panic that she figured him out.

“Yea…” He confirms before looking behind her as he realizes the motherfucker stole her purse. He pulls his aviators down to the bridge of his nose, his eyes shining in concern as he mumbles to her.

“Go home. I’ll meet you there so we can talk about it.”

The look in his eyes and the pounding adrenaline makes her fear melt away as she nods her head.

“Okay.”

The throbbing pain in her wrist didn’t stop when she finally made it back to her apartment building, acting as her anchor as the revelation that Roy’s secret night job was him being a Robin Hood copycat.

Thinking back on it, she should have figured he wasn’t a normal guy. Constant bruises, noticeable limps, and stolen ibuprofen were a routine in their life.

The thought made her stop for a second in the stair way.

Their life. The one they shared for months basically together. At first it was just two single parents helping each other out while their daughters bonded. Then her and Roy began to get close, close enough to where they were constant in each other’s apartments as the other child was.

Now he saved her life…maybe he already did that the first day in the city and she babysat a kid she didn’t know…

As she reaches the arch way between the two apartments, her hands searches her pockets for her keys when disappointment answers her.

The keys were in her purse.

With a sigh, she decides to sit on the ground besides Roy’s door as she waits. (Y/N) curls herself into a ball with her knees to her chest as she felt the familiar feeling of exhaustion nipping her eyelashes.

(Y/N) was a hard working woman. When she wasn’t working herself like a dog in the Emergency Room, she was handling a 4 foot ball of attitude. She didn’t have time for any ventures outside of that. She loves Wren with all her heart, but that doesn’t help the hollow part of her heart from throbbing…maybe someday she can give Wren a father who’s worth something. But right now, she was too damn tired.

The door opens behind her as she jumps awake. The woman didn’t even realize she almost fell asleep, but a warm hand opens in front of her as she looks up.

Roy was standing in front of her now. A grey zip up was pulled over his shoulders to cover his costume as her purse hanged on his arm. His soft smile made her stomach flutter as he breaks the silence.

“I guess I got some explaining to do…”

She doesn’t respond right away. Instead she gives him her hand and stands up with his help. Her injured wrist cradled to her chest as they enter the apartment. The movement still felt natural despite the circumstances. Roy didn’t even have to ask about her arm to know she needed first aid on her wrist.

He tended to her sprained wrist as he tells her his life story. She already knew about the general events of his childhood and his life with Oliver Queen, but didn’t know he was a sidekick turned mercenary. The whole story made her head spin as she thought about the man tending to her as a boy wearing yellow and red spandex and managing to attract a female assassin who was Lian’s actual mother…

“So…” Roy says as he expects some sort of reaction out of her.

“So… You are a vigilante…Ollie and Dinah are too.” She recounts as she rubs her bandaged wrists. “And your ex is an assassin…”

(Y/N) sighs before looking at the nervous ginger fidgeting in his seat. His nerves were haywire.

‘What if she leaves?’

‘What if she doesn’t want anything to do with me or Lian anymore?”

‘Is she gonna keep Wren from Lian and Me?’

“Okay”

The phrase makes Roy’s neck snap was he blinks wildly at her. His heart pounding as he scans her completely calm face with a soft smile on her face as she giggles at his baffled expression.

“Okay? That’s all you gotta say?”

“I mean sure I’m not a fan of the whole putting yourself in danger shtick, but if that’s the only downside to you, then I’m okay with it.” She says calmly before giving him a serious glare. “Just as long as the girls are never endangered.”

Roy couldn’t help but fall out of his chair and on his knees infront of her as he laughs. His hands pulling her into his lap as he enjoys the chill of relief as his body yearns for the reassurance of her touch. It wasn’t until he cupped her face that he realized just how intimate their position was.

Definitely not something friends should be doing….

But are they just friends?

“Roy…” She mumbles. Her eyes speaking to his soul as the exhaustion and months of connecting and yearning reach the apex. Or maybe it was the reflection of his own feelings bubbling up as he moves her hair away from her face.

“I promise I’ll never let anything happen to you or our girls…I can’t afford to lose them…or us.”

The first move wasn’t clear. The blur of teeth and tongue distracting him as their hands held the pair close. His hands adjusting her to straddle his lap as hers ran through his hair and over his strong shoulders. His mouth trailing down her jawline and caresses her throat as her hips began to grind into his.

“Aw, poor thing…” Roy coos as his hips rolled to meet hers. His eyes shining with adoration as he marks her smooth skin. “How long has it been since anyone took care of you?”

She rolls her eyes at his teasing before pulling his head back by his hair. “When was the last time you got took care of, Red?”

He glares playfully with a smirk as he says, “Don’t call me Red.”

She giggles as she presses a soft kiss to his cheek before trailing along his jawline. Her breath burning his soul as she whispers, “Then how about…baby?”

He rips her back away by her nape before crashing his lips onto hers. The desperation dewing the walls around them as their soft moans and movement of clothes made their company.

His hands hungry as he finally pulls away from her long enough to push off her sweatshirt. A groan of appreciation fills the space as he admires her body. Every visible scar, freckle, mole, stretch mark, and roll made him want to explore every story that lead her to his arms. But that’s for another time.

His mouth watered as he looks back up at her.

“So pretty, Ma…”

His prayer is followed by his mouth devouring her skin as he kisses her collarbone. Her feathery moans filling the space while his hands caresses her exposed torso. He trails down to the valley of her breasts before pushing the offending bra up so they spill out. Roy couldn’t resist kissing around her sensitive skin, teasing her as her hands tangle in the mess of ginger on his head.

“Baby please…” she whines as her hips roll impulsively on his.

Her underwear was impossibly uncomfortable. Her body burning like iron as her intimate parts tried to cool down. The friction of her jean covered core against the rough tackle gear of his suit did not help as his hand began to grope her other breast.

His chuckle vibrates against the globe of fat as his fingers pinch the stiffening nub.

“Can’t wait to get me in bed? My, you certainly are a romantic.”

Before she can shoot back at him, he withdraws completely from her chest and his hands roughly cup her thighs. In a swift motion, Roy picks her up as he stands up from the floor. The pair share a soft laugh as her brief shock and his amusement leads them to his bedroom.

Once he places her on the bed, (Y/N) sheds off her sweatshirt and bra as Roy whistles in appreciation.

“I love when you strip for me.” He jokes as lust clouded his vision. “Can you do that again but slower?”

She glares at him as she leans back onto her hands as she tilts her head. Mischief fills her eyes as she examines him up and down with her lip between her teeth.

“Then how about you put a show on for me since you want one?” She teases.

His smirk widens as he decides to follow her suggestion. Roy rolls his shoulders back before reaching to slowly unzip the jacket covering his suit. Making a show of pulling it off his arms before twirling it over his head and tossing it.

Laughing follows his movements as he slowly strips off his gear as her hungry and amused eyes followed every rolling muscle exposed to her.

“Damn…” She whispers as a nearly nude Roy begins to crawl on the bed towards her. His prominent bones straining against his boxers as she continues. “And I wondered why you didn’t have a girlfriend…”

He laughs as he cages her in his arms. His ginger hair acting as a curtain over his forehead as he shrugs above her. “Maybe I was waiting on the right one.”

Their lips meet again as their hands began to map out each other. Soon all the rest of the clothes joined the floor.

His erection bobbing between them as his eyes remains trained on hers. His fingers trailing down to her exposed sex, groaning as he runs a finger between her folds.

“Already wet? And without foreplay?” He asks as faux sympathy plays on his face. “My darling clearly neglected that she gets wet from a few kisses…”

“I’m not neglected…” She protests before she whimpers as the bite from his finger entering her unused cunt hits her.

“I wasn’t talking body you directly, baby.” He corrects as his finger thrusts softly along her fleshy walls. The lewd sounds of her moans mixed with her wet sex made him melt as she begs,

“Fuck…quit teasing already, you bastard…”

He decides to oblige by adding another finger to speed up his pace. The thumb on the other hand joining the fun as it rubbed patterns into her puffy clit.

“I got get you all nice and ready..” Roy mumbles as he leans down to press soft kisses on her stomach up to her breasts. The mixture of gentle pecks mixed with the harsh stimulation below driving his lover insane as her hips arched to meet his hands.

“You deserve all that I can give for being such a good mom .” He praises her as he feels her walls clench around his knuckles when he finds the spongy mass he was searching for.

He contradicts himself by abusing that with archer like precision as the coil roughly tightens in her gut. (Y/N)’s gasps and cries desperate for the climax as she grips the hard flesh of his back. Just as she was reaching the peak, he stops.

“Asshole!” She curses at him as he pulls out of her. He chuckles before licking the tip of his soiled finger. Her eyes burning onto his mouth as he groans at the taste.

“Sweet as I thought..” he praises as he uses the hand to pump his cock. He climbs on top of her as he continues. “I’m gonna have to have a better taste next time, but I need you too bad right now…”

She calms her raging breaths as she smiles softly. “Next time?”

Roy pulls her legs up to her chest as he hooks her ankles on his shoulders. His red hot tip played with her clit as he rubs it through her soaked folds. He chuckles at her hopeful voice as he leans down to press a soft peck to her lips.

“Of course,” Roy whispers as his tip catches the entrance. “I don’t think I can go back to being friends after this..”

He slowly pushes into her as her hands shoot onto him as best she could. With her legs pinned to her chest, she can only grasp his bicep and his lower back as she is forced to endure the painful stretch of her neglected cunt welcoming him.

A groan ripping in his throat as he finally seats himself fully into her before peppering kisses on her face.

“Was gonna ask you out on a nice date without the kids around…gonna see if we would be a good fit.” He mutters as his mind seems to run on blanks. His hips rolling to gain some friction in the tight confines of her walls.

Her little breathless moans encouraging him as Roy begins to thrust shallowly to work her open before he pulls out almost completely. He slams back into her befor continuing his non coherent comment.

“But fuck…I don’t regret this. God, if I knew you would look so fucking hot in my bed…” He groans as his head dips to bite along her neck. “And your pussy is so tight…It’s driving me crazy. I wonder how a sweet thing like you could like me…”

His cock messaging all the right nerves in her as (Y/N)’s nails clawed into him. Her moans turning to incoherent shrieks as his tip abuses her spot, remembering exactly where it was when he found it earlier. Her guts twisting at both the words and his abusing pace. The denied orgasm from earlier building back up as her desperation grew wilder.

“God, Roy…So full…so good.”

Fuck she looked pretty. Her lips wet with tears and sip as she cries. Her eyes blown out in addictive lust and watery tears. Roy couldn’t help but cup her jaw in his hand and kisses her. The now familiar taste of mint and nicotine making her more addicted as his tongue claimed every inch of hers. He pulls away as his groans start matching her whines as his hand snakes between them to rub her clit.

“Honey, I may have to fuck a baby into you…” He mumbles as he buries his face in her neck. Her walls responding in a vice grip as he roughens his pace to meet their impending climax. “You like that, pretty girl? Want me to knock you up and give Wren and Lian a little sibling? Give you a nice big family with a white picket fence? God, you’re such a sweet thing that I wouldn’t mind keeping you as my pretty little girlfriend…”

“Roy!” She whines as her body shakes. Her walls closing in on him as she finally reaches her peak. Her eyes rolling back as stars cross her vision before Roy slams into her one more time as his hot cum fills her welcoming womb.

The pair remain still for a moment as soft pecks were exchange. Roy gently pulls out before he helps his love stretch back out. His hands massaging her thighs before grabbing his abandoned jacket to wipe her thighs and himself clean.

“You wanna go out tomorrow?” Her cracked voice catching the archer off guard before he smiles.

“With or without children?”

“Without. They are at a sleep over and gonna go to the zoo tomorrow with their friends.”

“Then it’s a date.”

A/N: Okay I didn’t know how to end this because Ngl I was tired on working on this tbh. I hope y’all enjoyed reading this and let me know what you think. Comments and reblogs are encouraged.

@simpingforheros fanfic. I DO NOT CONDONE MY WORKS TO BE STOLEN, PLAGIARIZED, COPIED, REPOSTED, OR TRANSFERRED ONTO OTHER BLOGS, ACCOUNTS, AND WEBSITES.

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!Requested by @reidsexual — dick grayson seeing how good you are with lian (roy's daughter) and wanting to put a baby inside of you

You didn't exactly know what you had said to Lian that made Dick act like this. Maybe it was, "Lian, you're so sweet. Come here, give me a hug!" Or maybe it was, "You make me want kids of my own," that was followed by a giggle from Lian.

And by the time the little girl had left you and Dick's apartment, Dick had already begun wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close. He buried his face into the crook of your neck.

"Dick," you moaned, feeling his lips trailing down the side of your neck. "What's this about?" You asked, exhaling sharply.

"You were so... gentle with Lian, 'ma." You could feel him smiling against your skin. "Oh?"

Dick let you go. He gently grabbed you by your shoulders, turning you around, making you face him.

"You're so perfect," Dick muttered. "Go on," you said with a small smirk plastered on your face.

Dick's hands feel back to your waist, pulling you closer. He leaned in and plastered a hungry kiss on your lips.

He started attacking your neck once more, he hummed against your skin, sending vibrations down your stomach. "Ugh, 'wanna put a baby in 'ya, 'ma."

"You're so, perfect. I want to fill 'ya up, and then watch 'ya swell, love."

You grinned. "Mm, yeah, Dick? You gonna fill me up? I wanna see how you're going to do that." You teased, knowing the dangerous game you were playing. I mean, this is Dick Grayson.

His pupils were wide, full of lust. He picked you up, and walked over to the bed. He placed you down gently, he crawled over, his hands slowly trailing up and down your sides.

"I'll take good care of 'ya," Dick promised. "I'm yours, all yours, babe."

Dick pressed his body closer to yours, and pressed a hungry kiss to your lips. You kissed back, just as hungrily. You were needy and so was he.

Dick started palming at the growing tent in his pants, he moaned against your lips.

"Please," you whined, breaking the kiss. Dick took off his shirt, tossing it to the side, revealing his toned chest. You trailed your hands down his chest, stopping right above his pants.

"Off." You demanded, but it came out as a whine.

He undid the zipper, and pushed his pants down, along with his boxers. His cock sprang up, pre-cum dripping out of the tip.

"Fuck, Dick."

He smiled, a smile full of pride. He pushed your shorts and panties down.

He pressed kisses along your inner thigh, his fingers teasing at your folds. He licked a long strip up your slit. He pressed his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles, his fingers pumping in and out of your tight cunt.

He pulled his fingers out of you, making you whimper.

Dick pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips, and positioned his cock to your entrance. He slowly pushed the tip in, you moaned at the sensation.

"You're doing so well, 'ma. You're perfect." Dick whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Dick's thrusts were slow and deep, he knew that you could take it. He wanted you to feel every inch of him.

He started kissing and sucking at the exposed skin of your neck. You moaned softly.

You ran your hands through his hair, tugging gently. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

You could feel his cock twitch inside of you. He was getting close, and so were you.

You could feel his thrusts becoming sloppy.

"So pretty, so perfect." He was pounding into you restlessly. You felt your walls clenching around his cock.

"Mhm, fuck! 'M gonna cum." You moaned, you felt his cock twitching, he was going to cum too.

Dick's thrusts slowed a bit, and you both reached your high. He pulled out and fell back, landing right next to you. "Was I too rough, love?"

"No, you were perfect, Dick."

He planted a kiss on your forehead. "You're so fucking pretty."

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!ALSO A REPOST SINCE THE ORIGINAL DIDN'T GET ATTENTION.

uhmmm okay daddy dick. sorry.

anyway uhm i didnt really know how to end it but like omg oh well

here are a few slutty dick grayson pics

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# “LIFE IS WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU WHEN YOUR BUSY MAKING OTHER PLANS.” ── .✦ ( just a Drabble of how Jason babysits lian Harper because dc isn’t answering my dms to release smth like this )

a/n: this is lowkey inspired from my TikTok fyp && I thought why not make this after being gone (like Roy ) but I’m here and that matters for now ig but here is some uncle jay content before I get chased off this app once again /hj but I lovee these tropes and we need MORE. Also I based that lian Harper in this is about 7 yrs old so sorry if I fucked up the timeline 😓 Tags: (uncle!jay x lian Harper)

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UNLIKELY BABYSITTER ── .✦

(Okay so Idk whether to base this off when Roy died or wtv so i think I’m gonna say wherever) When Roy had to go to whenever the fuck he went, Jason didn't expect to be left with Lian. But, given the circumstances, he found himself the reluctant babysitter.

It was awkward at first, both of them not knowing what to do with each other. Lian, full of energy, bounced around with her little, eager questions, and Jason, usually gruff and unbothered, had no idea how to talk to a seven-year-old. But, after a few days, it became a routine. He'd take her out on low-key patrols

keep her entertained with action figures, or get distracted with her never-ending curiosity about why the Batmobile was always clean or how many bad guys Batman had taken down. She’d ask him if he ever got hurt during patrols, and he’d be quick to shrug it off with a gruff "I'm bulletproof." Which, in a way, was true, but he'd leave out the parts where he still felt pain.

JASON LYING ABOUT ROY’S WHEREABOUTS ── .✦

Every now and then, Lian would ask where her dad was. Jason had learned quickly that he couldn’t tell her the truth because no way in hell he would say that Roy was either in rehab or MIA. So, he became a master of gentle lies. "Your dad's off being a hero," he'd say with a wink, trying to avoid any further probing.

He’d even make up silly, grandiose adventures: “I think he’s saving the world, but he’ll come back when he’s done being the most awesome archer on the planet.” Lian would nod in serious understanding, never questioning her Uncle Jason. To her, Roy was always out there being her hero, just like her dad told her. Jason kept that illusion intact, because no seven-year-old should have to worry about things they couldn’t fully understand.

GENTLE PARTS ── .✦

When Jason had to settle into being around Lian, he realized that her energy could cut through his walls. He started catching himself with small gestures brushing her hair out of her face when it got messy or tucking her into bed on those nights when she insisted she was scared of the dark. Jason, who usually kept to himself, found that he liked having her around.

He'd start to soften in her presence, especially when she asked questions about his life as Robin because Roy couldn’t keep his mouth shut, and he couldn’t help but soften his voice when he told her stories some he exaggerated for fun and others that were true but came with some parts that were fake and censored.

SEEING HIMSELF IN HER ── .✦

Even at just seven years old, Lian’s fiery spirit reminded him of the younger version of himself a little too reckless, a little too stubborn but he was glad that she seemed to be brighter with energy and didn’t have to go through the same hardships. Jason, having gone through too much for one lifetime, couldn’t help but feel a deep need to protect her.

Whether it was keeping a watchful eye when she ran around with a slingshot or taking her to Alfred for medical patches when she scraped her knee during a failed attempt at imitating her father’s archery skills, Jason would never let anything bad happen to her if he could help it. Every time she looked up at him with those big, trusting eyes, he felt the weight of responsibility heavy on his shoulders, but in a strangely fulfilling way.

FUN AND MISCHIEF ── .✦

Jason may have been rough around the edges, but he knew how to entertain a child. After dinner, he’d take her out to the Batcave to show her gadgets, even let her play with some of the “toys,” making sure she didn’t break anything important. She loved exploring the safe house jason owned and asking him endless questions about his bikes and guns even though he definitely hid the more violent ones away.

Sometimes, when Roy was unreachable, he’d make up stories about their ‘missions’ together how they had to fight a gang of supervillains or how they went on a secret mission to find the Batcave’s best snack stash even though it hurt him inside to even think about Roy.

Lian would giggle, rolling her eyes at Jason’s outlandish claims, but they both enjoyed it. He’d always promise to let her in on the next "real mission" and tease her about how she’d be the world’s greatest archer one day. She'd always beam back at him, so proud.

JASONS TENDER SIDE ── .✦

In the quiet moments, when Lian would curl up on the couch with a blanket, Jason would find himself sitting beside her, still, looking out for her. He'd never admit it, but he loved how peaceful those moments were, just the two of them. If she asked about her dad again, Jason’s words were always gentle, his hand rubbing her back in soothing circles. “Your dad’s tough, you know? He’s probably out there saving people right now, but when he comes home, he’s gonna spoil you so much, you won’t even know what hit you.”

Jason kept his words soft, not wanting her to feel too much hurt. Deep down, he hated lying to her, but in a twisted way, it was easier to protect her with lies than with the hard truth.

THE LITTLE THINGS ── .✦

Every so often, Jason would find himself unwinding with Lian watching a cartoon together, or if she was feeling more adventurous, they’d go out for ice cream after a long day. Jason would insist she pick out the weirdest flavor, and Lian would always go for something outrageous like mint chocolate chip with sprinkles or rainbow sherbet.

She’d make him try it too (she once made him try a bubblegum mix and he swore he had a stomach ache for dayss😭) and though he’d grimace, he’d always end up smiling at her enthusiasm. The day would end with her telling him everything she learned that day, and Jason, despite his own pain, would laugh, feeling like maybe he was doing something right for once.

THE UNSPOKEN BOND ── .✦

They didn’t say it out loud, but Jason took pride in being there for Lian. He couldn’t replace Roy, and he didn’t want to, but he’d be damned if anything happened to Lian while he was around. Sometimes, as Lian drifted to sleep, Jason would glance over at her, making sure she was okay.

And in those moments, he’d make silent promises to protect her, to keep lying about her father’s whereabouts until he could safely come home, and to be the kind of person who would never let her down even if the world seemed to keep knocking him down because even when his world was crumbling, he would make sure hers was always peaceful and perfect.

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No Christmas?

Jason Todd x Reader, Platonic!Roy Harper x reader

Synopsis: Roy Harper ruins your plans for Christmas, but New Year’s is still good.

Note: I had this random thought on Christmas day (which was way too late for me to speed write a Christmas fic since I was with family). Some Roy and reader ended up with a sibling-like love-hate relationship. This is mostly lovey-dovey stuff with Jason too. If there are any Baby fever-esque moments it's because I get it every time I spend time with my nieces and nephews and you know holiday season.

For the past two weeks, your loving vigilante boyfriend has been off saving the world. While you love him dearly for it, you’re a little upset. He missed Christmas. It would have been your first Christmas together and you had been excitingly decorating when Roy showed up at your guy’s apartment with the mission file and little Lian. You had quietly entertained the girl while eavesdropping on the conversation. You interjected yourself in the conversation once you had done the math on how long they would be gone.

“You’ll miss Christmas.” You say to both of them as you offer Lian a piece of string cheese kept in the fridge just for the girl. They both turn from their seats at the dinner table. They give you a weird look.

“You’ll both miss Christmas.” You repeat pointedly.

“So?” Jason responds. You roll your eyes and turn to Lian.

“These boys just don’t get it do they?” she giggles as you tickle her side. You pick her up off the counter and set her on the table between Roy and Jason and you slip into the seat beside Jason. You press your hand between Jason’s shoulder blades, and he leans into your touch.

“It’s a family holiday,” you say softly, “Besides who’s going to watch this sweet girl?”

Lian remains oblivious to the conversation as she focuses on carefully peeling strips of cheese. She offers one to Roy and he sighs as he takes it.

“You’re right but I wouldn’t come asking if it wasn’t an emergency. You know that right?” He asks. You reluctantly nod.

“And there’s a reason I brought her with me” he pauses a flash of guilt crossing his face, “Would you watch her? You’ve already got just about everything she needs, and I brought a bag of clothes. She loves it here.” As if to prove a point Lian offers you and Jason strings of cheese. You take the cheese and nibble on it thoughtfully. You glance at Jason who seems to pointedly be ignoring you as he holds Lian’s arm up instead of taking the cheese to tickle her. She shrieks and her body tries to contort away from him.

“You have to be back before New Year’s.” You demand. Roy nods quickly.

“No later,” he agrees, “Besides I’ll need my own New Year’s kiss from my favorite girl.” He drags Lian into his lap and blows raspberries into her cheek. She shrieks again still out of breath from Jason's tickle assault.

“Daddy, stop!” she wiggles out of his lap and takes off into the living room.

“This’ll be good,” you try to convince yourself, “She’ll get a much-needed break from you two.” You try to joke.

You see Jason and Roy share a look and Roy stands, “I’ll go make sure she’s not making a mess.”

Once Roy leaves Jason turns in his chair, and gently pulls your hands into his.

“What’s this about?” he asks softly as he presses a kiss to your knuckles. You slide forward in your chair closer to him, your knee pressing to his thigh.

“This was going to be our first Christmas together.” You murmur squeezing his hands, “I wanted it to be spent together.”

He sighs quietly and drops one of your hands to cup your face, his finger stroking your cheekbone. You lean into his hand, eyes sliding shut.

“If you don’t want me to go, I won’t.” You snort out a laugh and open your eyes to find him much more serious than you expected.

“I would never ask that of you, Jason. If you need to save the world, then go save the world. Just…” you pause to wrangle your emotions, “Promise to come back to me.”

He must see your struggle. He leans forward and presses soft pecks to your forehead, temple, cheek, and the corner of your mouth.

“If I died, I would crawl my way out of my grave again just to come back to you.” He says softly. You squeeze his hand again.

“Jason,” you lightly scold, despite the tender ache that blooms in your chest from his words. He smiles at your tone and pecks your cheek again.

“We’ll be back before New Year’s. If something happens-”

“Call Dick. I know. If you don’t make it back before New Year’s-”

“You’ll kick my ass. I know.” He grins at you, and you roll your eyes. You lean forward finally pressing your lips to his.

“That’s totally gross”

You sit back in your chair to see Roy and Lian in the doorway. Roy haphazardly tries to cover Lian’s eyes as she wiggles in his arms trying to see around his hand.

“You're just jealous” Jason retorts as he tenderly tugs and squeezes your fingers in his hand.

“Of you swapping spit, yea right”

“Don’t say that in front of the child, Roy.” You stand cheeks warm. Jason follows and heads to the bedroom to start packing. You walk over to Roy and Lian.

“Babygirl we are going to have the world’s longest Sleepover.”

“Yay!” Lian practically leaps from Roy’s arms to you. You lunge to catch but Roy’s reflexes move faster (of course) stopping her before she can get anywhere close to the ground.

“Careful babe,” he pats her back, “don’t want to break your neck before you get to have the sleepover.” She nods giddily and slides down out of his hold instead of jumping out of it. She quickly scales up your leg into your hold, only dragging your shirt off your shoulder for a moment. She happily pats your shoulders as you settle her weight on your stomach.

“Can we watch the Barbie movies?” she asks.

“Course, what else would we watch?” you reply with a smile.

“Maybe I shouldn’t leave her with you. You’re corrupting her with Barbie of all things” he says in mock disgust. You give him a pointed look over Lian’s shoulder.

“You should watch yourself, Harper. I’m letting you take my boyfriend for Christmas.”

You watch his shoulders sag, and that guilty look crosses his face again.

“I am sorry,” he pauses a moment, “and grateful that you’re willing to watch Lian too.” He glances at the girl who has become preoccupied with twisting your hair in “braids” (read knots). You settle her on your hip and get closer to Roy.

“Listen closely,” you say sternly, “you boys will go save the world, or whoever, whatever, and you will both come home. You take care of him, okay?” he nods, “and yourself too. Got it?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“And you will be-”

“Back before New Year’s. Of course. Your bossy, you know?” he smacks an overdramatic wet kiss to your temple that has you crinkling your nose in disgust. You go to smack him, but he curves out of your arch. He leaps back closer to ruffle your hair into more of a mess than Lian was.

“Roy Harper!” you screech as he darts back into the living room as Lian giggles in your arms. You follow him into the living room and plop the girl on the couch. You pick up an old magazine, roll it up, and start to chase Roy around the room. He leaps over the furniture with an agility you wish you had. Lian happily cheers from her seat, but you have no idea who she’s cheering for.

“Can’t take you two anywhere, huh?” a humored voice says. Jason leans against the door frame with a duffle bag at his feet. Roy stops running and spreads his arms.

“Jaybird! Ya ready?” With him no longer in motion, you promptly smack him upside the head with the rolled-up magazine.

“Ow, what is wrong with you woman? I was just being affectionate, and this is what I get for it.”

“Yea if affection was spitting on people”

“Did you spit on my girlfriend?”

“No” “Yes,” you both say at the same time. Jason rolls his eyes and walks around you two as you glare at each other to sit on the couch next to Lian.

“What do you think?” He asks. She taps her chin in a thought.

“Ice cream,” she says, nodding solemnly. He cracks a grin at her.

“I agree it’s time for some ice cream.” He pulls her off the couch.

“You can’t give her ice cream.”

“Ice cream! It's ten in the morning!”

“Oh, now you agree on something” he sighs at the both of you. He glances at the clock. Time to go. He crouches down to talk to Lian, patting her staticky hair. You nearly swoon at the site and Roy rolls his eyes next to you.

“It’s up to Auntie when you can have ice cream. Me and Dad have to go away for a little bit.” She pouts but nods in understanding. He stands and the goodbyes begin. Roy picks up Lian and cuddles her for a minute, cooing promises of gifts and affection. Jason comes to stand by you, and you easily slide under his arms hugging him tightly. This wasn’t the first mission he had gone on while you were together and certainly not the longest either but that didn’t make you miss him less. He presses his cheek to your head whispering his own promises to you. You tip your head back to look at him, chin to his chest.

“You know I love you,” you say quietly.

“Sap,” he murmurs, “I love you.” He presses a kiss to your nose, and you smile pulling away only so you can give him a proper kiss. You give him another squeezing hug and press a variety of kisses across his face until he grins at you, and you hear Roy fake gagged in the background followed by girlish giggles. You pull away from Jason and nudge him on his way. You and Lian settle on the couch as they collect the last of what they need. Roy stands impatiently at the door as Jason triple-checks everything. Clothes, weapons, security system engaged (you could have taken care of that), windows locked (you also could have taken care of that), etc. He reminds you to lock the door once they leave and you nod trying to placate him as you shoo them with your hand. Jason comes back one more time and presses a kiss to your forehead before he and Roy finally slip out the door. Your body sags against the couch and Lian haphazardly mimics you, somehow upside down.

“Well, Little lady, just us girls. What do you want to do?”

“Tea Party”

“Now that’s something I can get behind” if only to cover the ache you feel now that Jason is gone.

The two weeks were spent full of all the girlish wants and desires. Barbie, tea parties, shopping, and Christmas decorating. Lian had found a Nerf gun that she begged and pleaded to get for her dad. You told her she would have to wrap it so he could open it when he got back. She had happily nodded despite not knowing what wrapped meant. You had found Jason a set of hardback classics books with gold lined covers and Roy a red hat that said, “I’m a mechanic but I can’t fix stupid”. When you explained to Lian that it was for her dad, she said she wanted to get one for Uncle Jay. She perused the hats for a while, considering she couldn’t read. She would hand you ones and you’d read some of them to her (others being not so appropriate for a child). She handed you a black hat that said, “Shit Show supervisor”. You quickly approved of it without reading it to her which didn’t seem to bother her.

You’d spent the next three hours after shopping trying to teach her how to wrap presents. She had given up once she was done with her two and fell asleep on the floor. You slide the presents under the tree that was still decked out even though Christmas day had already passed. You figured you would wait for the boys to come back to help put it away. They had both texted you with a variety of updates when they first left. Guilt-ridden apologies from Roy and love notes from Jason that made your heart squeeze. They both said that they would be back on New Year’s Eve, likely later in the evening. Then they had gone into radio silence, and you hadn’t heard from them since.

 It was the night before New Year’s Eve, and you were contemplating cleaning up the apartment when your eyes landed on Lian asleep on the floor curled around a teddy bear you got her. You decide against cleaning, carefully picking her up, and taking her to the guest bedroom she’d been staying in. She wakes despite your best efforts and requests a story. You settle on the bed next to her and read one of Jason’s books you’ve been reading to her and she slowly but surely drifts off to dreamland. You’re careful as you slide out of the bed and tuck her in. You watch her breath for a moment and think about how you hope one day you and Jason will be ready for kids because you love this girl and she’s not even yours. You sneak out of the room and quietly close the door. You come back into the living room to find more Christmas lights than you remember putting up. Roy balances haphazardly on a chair as he tries to hook it somewhere, Jason on the ground instructing him where to hang it.

“You're back early?” You ask your body frozen where it’s at. Jason turns to look at you. He has a healing black eye, but he grins at you as he quickly strides over to you and picks you up like a rag doll. Your body finally reacts, and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetheart.” He sets you down on the ground but doesn’t let go of you burying his face in your neck. You close your eyes and enjoy the bliss of him holding you. He still smells like sweat and gun smoke, but you ignore it for the knowledge that he’s back.

Your moment is interrupted by Roy’s voice, “I’m back too if anyone cares.”

You snort as you press your nose to Jason’s shoulder as they shake with laughter.

“And we're happy for it, Roy.” You finally pull away from Jason, but his hand stays at your waist, “Sorry, I just got Lian to sleep, otherwise we could open presents.” Roy’s eyes widen like a little kid.

“There’s presents?” you laugh again.

“Yeah, Lian and I went shopping. But we’ll do it tomorrow.” You feel Jason’s hand curl around your waist a little tighter. “I’m sure you both need sleep.” They both nod in agreement.

You tug Jason towards your bedroom.

“Guess I’ll take the couch and no canoodling while I’m under the same roof as you.” You roll your eyes.

“Your toddler is sleeping in a king-sized bed, I’m pretty sure you could sleep in there with her, and she wouldn’t even feel the bed move.” Roy concedes and quickly makes it to the door. You know he’s trying to play cool dad, but he loves his daughter a lot and you’re surprised he made it this long before going to see her. You drag Jason into your bedroom and close the door. You don’t move far from him as you ask, “Good mission?”

“What do you think?” He points to his bruise, but his seemingly sarcastic words carry no heat.

“Oh, my poor baby.” You say with a pout. You stand on your tiptoes and press a tender kiss to the edge of the bruise. You watch his eyes slide closed at the feel of your lips. With him not watching you, you drop down on your feet and begin to unlatch the parts of his uniform that you know. You feel one of his hands settle on your hip but when you look up you find his eyes still closed.

“What are doing, Sweetheart?” his voice full of humorous suspicion.

“Helping the handsome hero that’s found his way into my bedroom.” You say quietly as you focus on a strap for his chest plate. He slides an eye open to watch you before he wraps a gentle hand around your wrist, stopping your movements.

“He doesn’t need help”

“I don’t care” you chide

“He does want something though,” he says. You raise a brow.

“Roy said no canoodling while he’s in the apartment.” Jason snorts at your comment tenderly rubbing at the pulse point on your wrist with his thumb.

“It’s our apartment, I say we do what we want.”

“I am not having sex with a toddler one wall over.” You feel your cheeks redden at his vague instance. He grins at you and nods.

“I agree with that. I don’t want sex, just want you.” He pulls your arm up and presses a kiss where he had been rubbing. You wonder for a moment if he feels your heart jump at the contact. He uses the hold he has on your hand to spin you around pushing you forward with a light hand on your back.

“Change into your pajamas and I’ll meet you in bed.”

You glance at him over your shoulder and say, “You just want to watch me change, perv”

He laughs under his breath at your comment while he undoes the left-over straps and whatnot on his suit.

“Guilty as charged.” You smile at his response and begin to change into some comfortable pajamas. Despite both your comments, you’re the one watching him. He moves stiffly and you keep an eye out for any more injuries he may feel the need to hide. You dress quicker than him, settling against the headboard, waiting. As he shucks off his pants you take a moment to appreciate the view. Your boyfriend was built but not unhealthily so. Layers of fat over muscle, the skin overlaid with scars. You note some halfway-healed bruises and a band-aid here and there. For a two-week mission, he looked great. He stretches up and you hear his back pop followed by a groan.

“You sound like an old man” you tease. He looks up to see you already staring at him.

“Oh, look who’s the perv now,” he says you squint pretending to stare harder.

“I’m just enjoying the view.” It's Jason's turn to redden. In the near year you had dated Jason Todd, you had learned how insecure he was and how good he was at hiding those insecurities. He’d never admit it, but you saw the way he would look in the mirror sometimes and you couldn’t stand it. So, when the opportunity presents itself, you tend to be honest about how you see him. Like now. He stands in front of you in just his boxers but there’s nothing salacious in your stare.

“Whatever,” he says

“It's a good view”

“Okay”

“a great view”

“I get it” He stands at the foot of the bed and suddenly tugs at your ankles. You yelp and then cover your mouth, remembering you have guests. He grins at you, no longer with your back against the headboard. You glare at him in return.

“You should stop talking sometimes.” He says, squeezing at your ankles still in his hold. You wiggle your feet.

“What happened to my sweet boyfriend? This one’s full of rude comments.” You say with no heat.

“He’s right here, baby.” He climbs over top of you and hovers. You preen at the use of a different pet name than normal. He stares and you smile at him, sliding your arms around his neck. He kisses the corner of your mouth and then against your lips full-on. You press up into the kiss with a tug of his hair. You momentarily get lost in him. He pulls away and you try to follow. One of his hands comes to cover your forehead pushing you back down.

“We have guests remember.” He says a smirk on his lips. Tease, you think

“Fine,” you say with a roll of your eyes. He abruptly collapses on top of you, and you groan with a momentary loss of air. You know it’s not his whole weight but it’s still more than you were prepared for. He giggles against your collarbone as he settles his head on your chest. You dramatically wheeze for a moment as you say, “I need air, you loser.”

“If that’s the case.” You feel him shift up off you.

“No!” your arms around his neck tighten and you tug him back against your chest. You hear a mumbled repeat of your own words.

“I need air, loser.” You loosen your hold, and he tilts his head up. His chin lightly digs into the bone.

“It’s okay sweetheart, I’d happily suffocate here.”

“Oh my god. I think it’s time for sleep. Your comments are bordering delirious.” You say as you begin to gently pet his hair. You feel him nod and turn his head, cheek pressing against your chest.

“Merry Christmas” You hear him mumble.

“Merry Christmas, Jay.” You murmur back. He’s out cold soon after and you quickly follow.

You would like to say you were awoken by a small child bouncing on the foot of your bed and you definitely were. It just so happened that her father was also bouncing on the foot of your bed with her. The tightening of Jason’s grip around you is actually what woke you up. With him being your all-natural weighted blanket there usually wasn’t much that could wake you. You feel him squeeze at your waist as he buries his face into the junction of your neck and shoulder. You feel the heat of his breath there as he groans. You're barely conscious of anything but him.

Until you hear a screech. Having been the sole caregiver for Lian in the last two weeks made your sense key onto her quickly and your eyes fly open as you try (and fail with the man atop you) to sit up. Your heart races in worry. You find Roy standing on your bed towering over you and Jason holding Lian upside down tickling her sides. You let out a sigh of relief as you drop your head back against the bed. You hear Jason grumble against your skin, but you can’t understand him. You feel a little foot trip over your leg before you feel some extra weight on top of you. Lian clammers over Jason's back to be face-to-face with you.

“Presents, Presents, Presents!” She practically vibrates with excitement. She doesn’t wait for you or Jason to respond before she climbs off and slides down the bed racing to the living room. The dip in the bed disappears and Roy’s face appears in your view closer than he was before now standing on solid ground. He smacks Jason on the back, and it makes a solid pop sound. Jason groans again.

“Nice,” Roy says, clearly happy with himself, “Presents await get up.” With that, he leaves you two. Neither you nor Jason move for a moment. You quietly brush your fingers through his hair.

“You know he’ll come back in here if we don’t go out there.” You murmur.

“Yea, yea” Jason grumbles as he slowly drags himself off of you. You shiver at the loss of your heated weighted blanket. Jason slides off the bed and stretches, his back pops just like the night before.

“I think you need a massage therapist or something, that’s not normal.” You cross your arms in front of you as you sit up to ward off the chill.

“When has anything about me been normal?” he asks as he pulls one of his hoodies off a hook. You watch him as he comes to stand in front of you.

“Right. How could I ever think of such a thing?” you say as he tugs your arms from your body to gently feed them through the arms of the hoodie before he slips it over your head. You feel warm instantly. Both from the hoodie and from the way he gently brushes your hair down and away from your face. He cups your face for a moment and stares.

“See something you like, Loverboy?” you ask. He rolls his eyes and tugs you off the bed.

“Don’t I always.” He kisses your cheek and proceeds to pull you into the living room. The smell of bacon and slightly burnt pancakes wafts through the room. Despite the smells, you find Lian at the coffee table in the living room eating a bowl of cereal. You collapse on the couch beside her, and she tries to speak through a mouthful of fruit loops.

“Er wake! E pen sents!”

“Chew first, talk second” you remind her. She quickly chews and swallows.

“You’re awake! Now we can open presents, right?” she puts another spoonful of cereal in her mouth as you answer.

“Let’s wait for the boys.” You respond just as a plate of food shows up in your line of sight. You follow the arm holding it to see Jason with his plate. You take it and Jason sits down next to you with no preamble as he digs into his food. You follow his example, eating to the sounds of whatever kids' show Lian had been watching. Roy joins a few moments later as Lian quickly eats up the last of her cereal.

“Presents!” she climbs over Roy’s legs that were propped up on the coffee table to which he dramatically complains. She pays him no mind as she finally makes it to the tree and drags out the presents you two had bought, pushing other presents to the side that you hadn’t noticed before. You set your plate on the coffee table, knowing you won’t be able to eat until everything was unwrapped.

The hats were the first to be opened. Roy agreed with the choice stating, “I am the best mechanic around but even have limits” he made a point to stare down Jason as he said limit. Jason laughed loudly at his and thanked Lian for the “best hat ever” winking at you. Before they opened their other gifts Roy instructed Lian to get the others from the tree. She hands you a small rectangular box signed “from Red Hood” You laugh quietly as you lean against Jason's side. Lian opened her gift from Roy to find a bucket of bouncy balls. You were confused but Lian seemed excited about it. Jason watched as you opened your gift. The “from Red Hood” made sense. It was a delicate necklace with a ruby heart lined by tiny diamonds.

“It’s gorgeous” you murmur as you rub a thumb over the heart.

“Flip it over” You glance at Jason at his words and flip it over. Engraved on the metal back in delicate writing So someone has my heart, Jay. Your eyes tear for a moment, and you quickly turn, kissing Jason. Speaking against his lips you say, “I love it”

Ever one to ruin your moments, Roy speaks up.

“What did I say about canoodling while we were under the same roof?”

“It’s a kiss, Roy” you shoot back.

“What’s noodling?” Lian asks as she tries to pry the lid off of her bouncy ball container.

“Next presents!” Roy says as he pulls the rough wrapping job of his present. A delightfully evil laugh escapes him once he sees the Nerf gun.

“No opening toys til you get home.” You say as you spot Roy’s mischievous grin directed at you. “How did we end up with two kids?” you ask Jason as you lean against him. He snorts as he pulls off his wrapping paper. He rubs his thumb against the spine of the books.

“It's not as personal as yours but I hope you still like it.” You gnaw at your lip.

He nods, “How could I not like it? It’s from you.” He grabs your hand squeezing it. The last gifts were handed out. Jason got Lian a kinetic sand kit and Roy grumbled about the mess.

“That’s why toys can’t be opened til you get to your home,” Jason said smugly. You opened the weight box that Roy gave you cautiously. You could never be too sure with him. Nothing popped out so you’ll take it as a win. Kind of. A Rock, He got you a rock. It was slightly round and still had dirt and dust stuck to it. You glance between it and Roy.

“It’s a Pet Rock,” he says proudly. You scoff and roll your eyes.

“Hilarious, Harper”

“If you don’t want him, I can take him back”

“No, that won’t be necessary.” You cradle the rock against your chest.

“You have to kill him to gain a real prize”

You glare at him as you say, “I’m not going to kill him, not my style.”

“It’s just a rock”

“You gave him to me!” You look at Jason for support in this weird argument. He has a hand covering his mouth to keep him from laughing.

“You two are unbelievable” The rest of the morning is spent eating the last of breakfast and putting away the Christmas tree. You decide to leave the fairy lights hanging in the living room to add a “neutral ambiance”. They both looked at you like you were crazy but complied when Lian agreed with you about the “natural beans”. Lunch was had. Roy admitted it was time to head home and check in with everyone else. He collected their bags and gave some quick goodbyes and gratitude’s. Lian’s goodbyes were more tearful, but she got distracted once she realized she would get to play with both the bouncy balls and the kinetic sand once they got home. You and Jason spent the rest of the afternoon as lazy as you could be, mostly cuddling because he would still have to go on patrol that evening despite the holiday (because of the holiday). You had texted Barbara to try and talk her into letting Jason off the hook, but it was an all-hands-on-deck night, and you couldn’t argue with that. You two made dinner together and ate before he left for the cave. As he was getting ready to leave, he pulled you close.

“I’ll be seeing you at midnight, sweetheart,” he says swaying you both side to side.

“Midnight? I’m not even on your route right now.” You question

“I will be seeing you at midnight” he repeats with no room for argument.

“Okay,” you reply in a placating manner.

True to his word, you meet Red Hood on your balcony a minute before midnight. He’s lounging against the railing when you come out with two glasses of sparkling cider (“Why not champagne?” he had questioned to which you responded with “You’re working” and he’d agreed). He pulled you into a lazy hug, one hand on your back and the other holding his glass.

“To another year?” he asked, raising his glass.

“And many more” you respond with a grin clinking your glass with his. You take a sip out of your respective glasses.

“That a promise or threat?”

“yes”

“I’ll hold you to both of them.” He says slightly salacious, but you don’t have a moment to respond as he presses his lips to yours as fireworks go off all across Gotham.

Maybe you missed your first Christmas together, but he made it up to you and New Year’s was definitely worth it.

Additional Note: I actually started to get really annoyed with this towards the end and I hope it does not show. Anyway, Merry late Christmas (to those that celebrate) and Happy New Year!! See y’all in 2025!

[mikaela-the-slut-expert]

Hello! I'm so happy I found your blog! I like your story, the way you write it! And it’s so easy for me to imagine my OC with your story, because our OCs are a little similar, only my character is something like a god/demon of death, a little more cold and his pets are snakes))

Sooooo... Sorry for taking a lot of time with my character 😅 the request for headcanons is haulian x reader and how will Xie Lian and Hua Cheng react if the reader feels like the third wheel in their trio and become a little bit distant because want to give them some space? (I have the idea in my head that the reader is basically like your OC, i like him soooooo much)

Sorry if it's not clear, English is not my native language. And if you don't like the idea, just ignore it))

Closing The Distance

Hua Cheng x M!Reader x Xie Liam

I'm so happy you like my writing and I love to hear about your OC so don't worry. I'm happy our OC's are so similar 🥰🖤

I like writing stories with my headcanons soooo bare with me, bear with me???

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You've been distant. Well you've never reached out to people before this either, but you're more distant than usual.

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng noticed immediately.

How you start declining things, how you just sit to the side, you don't talk much, You let them sleep alone, eat dinner alone.

You stop being near them. The kisses you give dwindle down to nothing and the words "I love you" have been reserved.

They haven't a clue why. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng have tried to think of every reasonable possibility but don't know why

Why would you want to be alone when it's supposed to be the three of you together?

It gets to the point where they have to visit you instead of the other way around. Paradise Manor, and Puqi shrine is all of your homes but you don't show up to either one anymore.

You're hiding away at your own place and they just don't know what to do

It really breaks Xie Lian's heart because you've been by his side all these years why do you want to leave now?

Hua Cheng is equally devastated. He would do anything for you and Xie Lian but you're pulling away.

The two can only think that maybe you just don't love them anymore, maybe you're tired of them?

You would never do that though

Xie Lian doesn't like it and neither does Hua Cheng. They intend to get to the bottom of it because they love you.

They would try to give you space but when it seems to only make it worse they don't stop bothering you

That's what it seems like you need, to be bothered.

Xie Lian keeps asking, and caring for you

Hua Cheng gets insecure. He knows he's good that Xie Lian loves him but do you? You aren't disgusted by him are you? Contrary to popular belief ghost kings get insecure too

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You are pathetic, at least you feel like you are. Hiding away like a bug under a rock. You don't know when it started and you couldn't control it when it got out of hand. It's nothing against Xie Lian and Hua Cheng, you love them dearly. But the problem you have feels like a problem you can't even bring up. You don't want to hurt them.

Would you hurt them more by bringing it up or staying hidden?

So you've been... Lying here. Bed rotting. If you can even call it that. You're actually just lying under a rock. Very literally. You're hanging out in a small cave. It's nothing you aren't used to you used to do it with Xie Lian all the time.

You could've gone to the heavens and hidden up there but you don't have friends. You have Feng Xin, and Mu Qing but you know they would snitch on you if it came to Xie Lian. So here you are under a rock. Overthinking.

You always overthink, it's why you left in the first place. You also felt selfish. It's hard to see Xie Lian and Hua Cheng together. You love them both, honest! But what do they even need you for? They look perfect without you, like they were made to just have each other. You felt like you were getting in the way, or like a third wheel.

You know they love you too but... It feels so difficult to be included. When Hua Cheng first showed up he immediately was able to take Xie Lian's side and help him with missions. Which was fine you guys needed the extra help anyways but then you learned their pasts. They're just so intertwined with each other

Hua Cheng built temples for Xie Lian, released 3,000 lanterns, built statues, fought in war, challenged 33 gods, cut out his eye, and died 3 times for him, and broke his shackles! What could you possibly add to the relationship. No one could care for Xie Lian better than Hua Cheng.

Xie Lian saved Hua Cheng when he was a child, and stayed with Wu Ming. Gave him a coral pearl, and red string. What have you done?

All the heavens talk about is Xie Lian and Hua Cheng. The ghost realm is the same. You were never a prominent figure so people forget you're even there. They don't even know you're their lover too.

So yes it's hard, and maybe it's selfish that you want to feel more included when they already spoil you when anything you could ask for. Which is why you're hiding in a small, dumb cave. You eventually fall asleep to the pitter, patter of rain.

When you wake up you aren't under a rock anymore. You're in bed. In red sheets, in a red room, red, red, red. You're at paradise manor. You wouldn't mind that if you weren't actively avoiding your lovers. You sit straight up in bed and before you can tumble out Xie Lian is at your bedside. He's frowning and has this worried look in his eyes that makes you feel guilty.

"Where have you been, y/n?" You look away and shrug. "In the cave you found me in" your lips wobble a little. You don't know what to say. What excuse could you use this time? You pick at a loose piece of thread on the blanket and notice that Hua Cheng isn't in the room with you two. ". . . Where's San Lang?"

"A-Lang" Xie Lian interrupts you and his hand finds yours "You've always called him A-Lang"

You want to crinkle under his piercing gaze. "Where's A-Lang?" You whisper glancing back at the blanket.

"Standing outside the room. Baobei why have you been avoiding us?" Xie Lian turns your gaze back to him.

"I-I just was dealing with my own issues" Your hands fist in the blankets and your eyes get watery just thinking about how selfish you've been.

Xie Lian's hand caresses your cheek, "Our issues. We can help you if you tell us."

You bite your lips and bring your hand up trying to wipe your tears before they get the chance to stream down your face. "It's selfish" you spit, venom covers your tongue. "It was a pathetic reason, really. I just was overthinking and I felt like. . . A third wheel. It's not a big deal though" You glare at the blanket. Your anger of course isn't directed at them but at yourself. Xie Lian knows this too.

"A third wheel, how come?" He runs his fingers through your hair. Him and Hua Cheng have tried everything to include you so how could one feel left out?

"It's my own fault, I just don't feel like I have anything to add. I've nothing to offer. I've done nothing compared to you two" You're completely useless like always.

Xie Lian's questioning is interrupted when the door slams open. You both jump when Hua Cheng storms in and grabs a hold of your face. He would never hurt you, you all know this. "Nothing to offer? Just who are you talking about right now?" He frowns at you with furrowed brows. "I don't think we're seeing the same person." He doesn't let you divert your gaze keeping you there.

Hua Cheng knows what you're feeling, your insecurities stemming all from feeling useless. He knows how it is. "You have everything to offer and even if you didn't we would love you anyways. You don't have to add anything y/n, you can just be" he frowns and sits on the bed.

"I think you're going blind in your other eye. I really don't have anything" you blink away tears. "This one offers so much and he doesn't even know, he's done so much for the two of us and doesn't remember. Right gege?" Hua Cheng looks at his other husband for approval and Xie Lian nods.

"This one is a heavenly official. You have to work hard to become a god in the upper court" Xie Lian adds. You scoff though. "That's not what I'm talking about, I-I haven't done anything for the two of you"

Hua Cheng wants to shake you in a jar. "You have though!" Now he's yelling and Hua Cheng doesn't yell only when it comes to the two of you. "Who's rayed by Xie Lian all these years protecting him when I was lost? You did! Who took care of Hong er when Gege's other servants wouldn't dare touch him? You did. Who gave a mongrel child their family heirloom because he had sympathy and was kind? You did!" Hua Cheng holds your face in his hands still.

"You work so hard, and have gone through so much just like the rest of us and yet you still worry about others still!"

"every night this one takes care of us and helps Gege make dinner. Every day this one protects us, every day this one thinks of us and gives his best for us!"

Hua Cheng gives endless reasons small to large. You're crying in his hands and Hua Cheng wipes them away for you.

"No one is allowed to insult my lovers, even if they're doing it themselves" Hua Cheng finishes and kisses your forehead. Xie Lian is smiling and he kisses your forehead too.

"Don't run from us anymore, you can tell us what you're thinking anytime. Me and San Lang have no problem giving you the reassurance you need" he hums and joins you two in bed. All three of you cuddle for the rest of the night and the two practically suffocate you, not allowing you to leave bed. But you love them and would gladly lie here tangled in their limbs.

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I hope y'all like it! Also ignore my grammar mistakes guys I always have some. 🖤

[rayroseu]

for me, Malleus' pose in the TSUM card seemed like he's about to place his tsum on top of my head lol

[isavulpix]

Jason Todd Headcanons 1

Teacher!Reader x Jason Todd

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Eyes Dont Lie Masterlist (Coming Soon)

Warnings: My first language isn’t English so there will be errors, I haven’t read a comic beside the webtoon one so Jason may be a bit OOC sorry.

Hi! So I’m new at writing, but couldn’t sleep last night thinking about this so decided to write it down. Edit: I decided to make it a series so check it up if you like to, thanks for the likes and reblogs <3

isavulpix masterlist

* Okay so y’all meet in Lian school, why? Well one day Roy couldn’t pick up Lian after school so he asked Jason to do him the favor and of course Jason said yes. It was the best chance to prove he was a much more fun uncle than Dick.

* But the plan didn’t go that well, he forgot he can’t ride a motorcycle with a little kid so he had to go get the Wayne SUV, making him late to pick up Lian from school.

• So there you where in your classroom with Lian waiting for Jason to pick her up. She tells you stories about her dad, and Jason while she colors and you grade some papers.

• The first thing he sees when he finally arrives is a adorable frowning Lian question him about his tardiness. How dare he pick her up late?

• While he says his sorry to Lian and tickles her tummy to make her laugh, he remembers about the other adult in the room and turns to you to apologize. As he does, he feels like the air has suddenly stop flowing in his lungs anymore because…WHO IS THIS GORGEOUS WOMAN SMILING AT HIM?

• After the hamster in his brain starts to run again he remembers that you are Lian teacher and quicky get himself together. He can’t be catch being shock about your beauty, but seriously. Why are you so pretty? Back when he was a kid his teachers where old ladies.

• You tell him he doesn’t have to apologize with a small smile on your face and his heart skips a beat. Why are you so nice? You should be angry or annoyed because he made you waste time, but you reassure him that even if he wasn’t late to pick up Lian you where gonna still be here grading papers and checking the classes for the next day.

• And Jason thinks wtf? Working after work hours? Teachers aren’t paid enough, he should make Tim hack into Gotham bank account and get the teacher a raise, but says his goodbyes along Lian who is still pouting a little and Jason sighs…

• Jason had to bribe Lian with ice cream so she will speak more about her pretty teacher…and doesn’t tell Roy about all this.