Hello, you can call me Dorian (or Anon is also fine). I post on Archive Of Our Own under 'AnonDude' and Wattpad under 'AnonDudeAO3'. I write mostly JayDick & JayTim oneshots, with some Wincest and other things sprinkled in.
This is a sideblog; my main is @doriananonsblog so if you get a follow or likes from that blog, that's me.
Don't be surprised if I block you if you have a DNI. I may be on that list and you are the silly one for following me in that case. And for the record, I am very much pro-Palestine. Do not follow me if that is a problem.
I've now added a few tags for increased navigability, and will be adding them all to this pinned post so that they're easily accessible (because we all know Tumblr's search function...does not actually work haha). Most of them are self explanatory, but:
#AD updates is all of my update posts on my writing
#art is for the art featured on my Wattpad book covers, or in the Wattpad media headers of a few fics (since, though I do credit there, as I said: Tumblr's search function is absolutely terrible).
#broken!verse is specifically for the Broken Series (fics and updates pertaining to it) within the JayTim tag. It is my long-running BDSM series, if you weren't aware.
#batfam fanfic — right now the only things tagged this way are the gen fic (which are obviously accessible under the #gen fic tag) but that may not always be the case, as I may be writing some multiship fics/some other ships that involve Batfam members that I will not write enough of to warrant their own tag. Therefore, this will be a catch-all for everything Batfam that is not JayDick or JayTim (since I overwhelmingly write those, and they would just overtake the tag).
#snippets — excerpts of WIPs I share from time to time.
There are several fics in the series that I am struggling a lot to write, mainly because I added them in for pacing. I don't want the time until the engagement and also until the wedding to just zip by in a fic or two. But I also am really struggling with these in between fics because I'm just not very inspired for the ideas I came up with.
And it's already been like a year since I last updated broken!verse.
Do you think it would be better to keep waiting for an indeterminate amount of time to try to get these fics for the pacing written? Or do you think the pacing doesn't matter that much, and I should just skip the fics I'm not inspired for entirely?
There are several fics in the series that I am struggling a lot to write, mainly because I added them in for pacing. I don't want the time until the engagement and also until the wedding to just zip by in a fic or two. But I also am really struggling with these in between fics because I'm just not very inspired for the ideas I came up with.
And it's already been like a year since I last updated broken!verse.
Do you think it would be better to keep waiting for an indeterminate amount of time to try to get these fics for the pacing written? Or do you think the pacing doesn't matter that much, and I should just skip the fics I'm not inspired for entirely?
Yay! Thank you for the ask about it! And sorry it took so long for me to get back to you (I didn't get an email for some reason).
Honestly, I'm just gonna give you a long ass excerpt and let it speak for itself:
Tim pulled out three slim protein bars from a compartment in his belt and ripped them all open, continuing to type one-handed, and eating them quickly in three bites each. He took a sip of his coffee. "Are you happy?"
"No! Tim! That was A: disturbing, and B: a snack. You need actual fucking food!"
"That was actual food! That was a meal! That was five hundred seventy calories, thirty grams of protein, forty two grams of carbohydrates, thirty six grams of fat, and twelve fucking grams of fiber — that is a meal! It's a fucking balanced meal!"
"What is wrong with you? Why do you have that fucking memorised?! "
"SO YOU CAN'T TELL ME IT'S NOT A FUCKING MEAL!" Tim yelled.
"IT'S NOT! IT'S STILL NOT ACTUAL FUCKING FOOD! EAT A GODDAMN FUCKING VEGETABLE! SOME FUCKING MEAT! A POTATO! A FRUIT! AN ACTUAL FUCKING FOOD!"
"THE HUMAN BODY CAN'T ABSORB MORE THAN THIRTY GRAMS OF PROTEIN IN ONE MEAL AND I JUST HAD THAT; EATING MEAT WOULD BE FUCKING POINTLESS!"
"THEN FUCKING EAT SOMETHING ELSE YOU GODDAMN AUTOMATON!"
"HEY!" A new voice barked, grabbing both of their attention. "What the fuck is all this shit about?" Jason let the door fall shut behind him and stomped his way in, putting his hands on his hips and staring them both down.
"Tim's trying to kill himself with his shitty habits again," Stephanie said.
"I am not! "
Both of them ignored Tim.
"He's been working nonstop on this case for over twenty four hours and he still hasn't even changed out of his uniform, hasn't done anything besides get coffee, and I told him he needed to eat food, like an actual meal, and he pulls out some protein bars and shoves them down and starts listing off the nutrition info to prove that somehow makes them a fucking meal or actual food!"
"Fucking tattletale," Tim grumbled.
Jason pressed his lips together. "You stay here and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid until I get back."
It wasn't more than twenty minutes altogether before Jason was back, inviting himself right back in, swinging the clear plastic bag he was holding down onto the couch next to Tim, and plucking the laptop right off of his lap.
"Excuse me! I'm busy!" Tim snapped.
Jason yanked his chin up to look at him and leaned down until their noses were almost brushing. "No you're not." He kneeled right down on the couch, straddling Tim's thighs.
"Um. Hello?" Tim blurted out.
Jason ignored him, reaching into the takeaway bag with his free hand not still gripping Tim's chin to flip the container inside open and pull out a Vietnamese fresh spring roll. He held it up. "You're gonna eat this. You're gonna eat both of these. I don't care if I have to fucking physically make you. This is how this is not gonna go: you're not gonna argue with me — I couldn't give less of a shit what the fuck was in those protein bars. I don't care if it was the nectar of the fucking gods. You're gonna sit here and you're gonna fucking eat these. Am I making myself clear?"
"And just how the fuck are you gonna make me?" Tim challenged.
Jason leaned closer. "Do you want me to mama bird it to ya, Timmy? Don't think I fuckin' won't."
Tim could see in his eyes just how dead serious he was. Fuck.
"What's it gonna be?" Jason prodded. "You a big enough boy to chew for yourself?"
Tim gave him a sour look, but turned his face slightly and opened his mouth for the spring roll.
Jason pushed it into his mouth and Tim took a bite.
"Good boy," Jason said, finally moving his hand from its harsh grip on Tim's chin to pat his cheek.
Tim glared at him.
Slowly but surely, they made it through both spring rolls, Jason still feeding him, although he had opened a container of sauce that he was dipping the roll in for Tim between bites. He shoved the last bite in, which was mostly just chewy rice paper.
"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?"
Tim just continued to glare at him.
"I know they're tasty, I've had 'em a million times myself. And look at you, you got an actual plant in you. Plants. Plural. Something with fucking vitamins; don't tell me you're getting enough of those with as many meals as you skip."
Tim finally finished chewing and swallowed. "None of that is the point. The point is I was fucking working and I was perfectly fine on my own and I don't need any of this stupid intervention shit."
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, Timmy." Jason patted his cheek again, and finally shifted back off the couch and onto his feet, making Tim's hands slide from where they'd been holding the sides of his thighs back down to the couch cushions.
Shit — when the fuck had Tim given his hands permission to do that in the first place? Oh god, had Jason noticed? Was it weird? I mean fuck, Jason was the one out here straddling Tim, that should be the weird thing.
Jason snatched up the bag with the empty container and disappeared into Tim's kitchen for a moment, presumably throwing it away. "See ya later Timbers. Blondie. Try to get some sleep before tomorrow night or I will be back to make you."
And then Jason was disappearing out the front door.
There was a short silence before Stephanie spoke.
"Well if you're not gonna say it, I will."
"Steph..."
"That was the most homoerotic thing I've ever seen. Oh my god. And I've seen the way Dick thinks it's appropriate and normal to eat popsicles, so that's some heavy competition."
Tim put his hands over his face and tipped his head back against the back of the couch. He couldn't rightly say she was wrong. He just didn't know if Jason meant it that way.
"What did he even come over here for in the first place?" She asked.
"How am I supposed to know? It's Jason."
"He came in through the front door."
"If you're implying something, just say it."
She huffed. "Did you give him a key? Are you guys banging?"
"No! He's probably picking the locks, and no we're definitely not banging! We're barely friendly."
"Seemed awful friendly to me," Stephanie muttered. And then louder, "Fine. You planning to tempt him into some more homorotic displays by staying up 'til tomorrow?"
"He'll probably just knock me out. Or drug me. And what choice do I have, I have a case to finish!"
"You could take a break for normal human functions like sleep, like a normal person. But whatever, I kinda wanna see what he does. Promise to tell me all about it!"
"It's going to be anticlimactic when he just drugs my coffee."
"Promise!"
"Jeez, fine."
"Yes!" She looked thoughtful for a moment. "He's got one hell of a dom voice."
"A d— Steph! "
"What? That's totally what it was."
"Oh my god, I'm not having this conversation," Tim said, finally sitting forward again and dragging his laptop back into his lap.
Stephanie just laughed and headed back out of his window.
what about an excerpt of the first wincest fic (hsaw)? :)
Ooh yes, I love this one! So hard to just choose one bit though.
How about this one? (It's long, but I feel like you need the full thing).
"Hey Sam!"
Sam turned, and saw a quiet girl who shared a few of his classes, jogging to catch up to him.
"Hey Cassie."
"Hi, um," she stopped in front of him, looking a bit flushed and panting slightly, "I was just, uh, wondering, you know the Spring Fling dance is coming up, and I just was wondering if you, uh, wanted to go with me?"
He just kind of blinked at her for a moment in surprise. Nobody had ever thought about asking him to a dance — he knew Dean had gone to a couple, but nobody'd ever thought about asking Sam out or inviting him to a party or any of that, this was totally not Sam's territory at all.
But. It might be nice? And Cassie was kind of cute, and she seemed sweet…
"I, uh, yeah," he finally managed, and gave her a smile. "I'd like that."
She smiled back, but before she could respond, she was interrupted by a loud voice behind them calling, "Babe! Get your ass over here."
Sam went very tense, closing his eyes. Oh god, he was going to murder Dean.
"Is he talking to you?" Cassie asked. "Did he just call you babe?"
Sam considered attempting to deny it, despite the fact that this was a small school and it was the car that picked him up every day, and was a very recognisable one, but then Dean snapped, "Sammy!" and then he didn't really have a choice anymore, did he?
He attempted to look reassuring and held his hands out in a placating gesture. "He doesn't mean it like that," he tried to explain to Cassie. "He's just— Look, he calls the car baby, he's just like that. It's just, he's trying to— he does it to be an asshole, he just calls me 'baby boy' to infantalise me and rub in that he's older and sometimes he shortens it but he's just being a dick and trying to embarrass me."
Cassie looked dubious.
"Look, I'm not gay, he's my brother."
Cassie looked from him over to Dean waiting rather obviously impatiently in the Impala — huffy, pissy look on his face and fingers tapping against the steering wheel. "Your...brother," she said, seeming not one inch less dubious than before.
Sam knew how ridiculous it sounded even as he said it — even though it was true! "...Yes."
She looked between them again. "...Uh huh." She didn't really bother to sound like she believed him.
"Sammy!" Dean called again. "You can keep talkin' 'til the cows come home, but you're not gonna get any, and Dad's gonna be pissed I'm late gettin' you home."
Cassie's eyebrows skyrocketed, and Sam flushed.
"He means you, not— I'm not gonna get any from—" Sam put a mortified hand over his face. "Jesus christ." He whirled around toward the Impala. "John can go fuck himself. God forbid I ever fucking try to socialise. Which, thank you, you're really fucking helping with that."
It was full of teenage angst and sarcasm, and it made Dean narrow his eyes at him for a long moment before ordering, "Baby. Now." in a voice that brooked absolutely no argument.
Sam rolled his eyes. "Okay, yeah, I'm coming." He turned back to Cassie. "I, uh, sorry, yeah."
She just looked back and forth between the brothers again extremely dubiously.
Aw, shit. "He meant the car," Sam said weakly. "I told you he calls it baby."
She glanced at Dean again, and then back at him. "...Okay." She did not sound like she meant it. "I'll, um, see you tomorrow I guess."
"Yep." Sam couldn't escape to the Impala fast enough, his face burning.
He slammed his door when he got inside and Dean made an alarmed noise. "Hey, hey, be gentle, treat Baby with respect."
Sam shoved his backpack into the footwell between his legs. "I fucking hate you. Cassie was asking me to a dance and now she thinks I'm fucking gay and won't believe you're my brother. Why do you always have to be such a fucking dick?"
Dean glanced over at him, as if to check he was really serious, and then started laughing. Hard. Head thrown back and everything.
"You don't wanna give big brother a kiss?" Dean teased once he regained himself enough, leaning his cheek toward Sam and batting his eyelashes.
Sam pushed him away roughly, but it only encouraged Dean's laughter more. "You're such a fucking asshole."
Dean managed to calm himself, taking several slow, deep breaths and then looking back at Sam, and he looked so strikingly beautiful the world felt like it stood still for a moment — his cheeks flushed, the pink making his freckles stand out and his eyes look even greener, his eyes delightfully alight and alive with amusement and mischief. "It's all part of my appeal, baby boy." Dean winked at him, and then put the car in reverse and turned to look out the back windscreen.
I'm going to list out all my WIPs with a short blurb (except for b!v, those are a surprise I don't want to spoil!) and anyone is free to send an ask with the name or ship/number of any fics they want to know more about.
I'll tell you more about that WIP and maybe give an excerpt!
DCU Batfam / JayDick fics
Special Bonds — When Damian makes a slip while talking to a reporter, Tim sees the perfect opportunity to spend the open-ended foreseeable future torturing Dick (and Jason) for his amusement.
From Afar — Jason finds himself falling in love with so many different pieces of Dick over the years. But all he can do is admire from afar — look but never touch, because Dick is not his to covet.
DCU Batfam / JayTim fics
All For The Meme — Tim perhaps posts too many memes on his Robin Twitter account. Perhaps this time it's starting to get out of hand when it leads to him publicly flirting with the Red Hood in the most outrageous ways he can think of.
[Unnamed] HLF — In which Tim is a wreck, who is absolutely going to get his shit together, even if Jason has to do it for him. In the most homoerotic ways possible. (Not that Tim's acknowledging that part.)
Holy And Willing — Jason finds himself in the position of...'willing' holy sacrifice to the god Drik'ïmāt when the twenty fifth year rolls around and there are no other volunteers. Unfortunately, the priesthood has not been very honest about what exactly that sacrifice entails.
[Unnamed] HGT — A very sleep deprived and pissed off Tim decides to make a fake persona to 'accidentally' leak as Red Hood's civilain identity purely to give Jason a shitstorm to deal with. He should probably learn how to flirt like a normal person.
SPN / Wincest fics
[Unnamed] HSAW — Sam's high school classmates are wary of the older man who comes to pick him up from school. Sam insists he's his brother, but it seems clear they're something very different.
Cocksucker — 5 times Dean was called a cocksucker over the years + 1 time he called himself a cocksucker.
Black Butler / SebaCiel fics
[Unnamed] MF — Ciel has been a demon now for more than a century. His and Sebastian's neighbours don't know that, and are wary of the mysterious, handsome man who seems just a bit too close to his ward in all the wrong ways.
BBC Merlin / Merthur
Shackles Of Sweet Freedom — Merlin is an enslaved immortal sorcerer, who ends up gifted to Prince Arthur by his father. Why did I make a slave AU when he's already a servant? Simple. I am a horrible evil man.
My Hero Academia / DabiDeku
[Unnamed] DD — Dabi and Hint are a notoriously grey vigilante duo, who finally allow themselves to be caught and enrolled in a rehabilitation program at UA. They also might be fucking, not that anyone needs to know for as long as they can pass it off as just codependency.
Original Works
A Premature And Callow Fledgeling — Eight year old Augustine finds himself on the street after his father disappears and the landlady kicks him out. Unfortunately, that's only the beginning of his misery. During the most horrific night of his life, a kind looking man scares off his attackers, and offers him a place to stay until he's better. But kindly Dominic may not be what he seems...
A Monkey's Paw Of A Man — Bad boy Azoth gets approached by a squeaky clean girl looking to date him to piss off her father. Tale as old as time, or so he thinks. Until she yells in his face that she's a lesbian, like he's the dumbass for not knowing.
Sure! I actually already have the entire prologue of this one posted here under my #snippets tag, but I'm happy to share more!
I think this one is going to be fairly short, maybe 6-8k? Maybe even shorter, I don't know. But it's basically just sooooo much sweet pining from Jay. And Dick clearly cares about him, but Jay is convinced he doesn't have a chance in hell.
This is basically most of the second scene, but I like it. I feel like sometimes people downplay how smart Dick is, like he's on Batman's level for sure, and he deserves to be recognised as such.
Jason frowned at the lab analysis in his hand. He could recognize the chemical compounds that he dealt with most regularly, but he was going to have to do some googling for these. Ugh. Why did Bruce always do this? Could he not just automatically annotate?
Dick reached out, making grabby hands for the papers. "Gimme. That's the chem analysis?"
"Yeah." Jason handed it over. It was Dick's case after all, and Jason wasn't really gonna complain about not having to research a bunch of compounds.
Dick scanned over the first page, and bit his lip, sucking on it absently as he flipped to the next page. He stared at it for a few moments, before flipping back to page one, and nodding to himself. "Hey O?" He asked the room.
There was a mechanical-sounding sigh from Dick's open laptop. "You can't just call on me like I'm Siri whenever you want."
"Sorry. But, uh, could you look for anybody who's bought pure thallium recently? Preferably if you could separate the people who bought it powdered for me? There were no other compounds that indicated it was just part of rat poison or something, but there was an aluminium alloy present, so that could have just been something separate, or you may get lucky and one of the sellers has product with filler in it and that could narrow it down a lot more. And then if you could see how many of those buyers are either rich, try to look like they are, or shop at thrift stores, because who the fuck else wears cashmere?"
Barbara snorted. "Bruce."
"My point exactly."
Did Jason mention Dick was fucking brilliant?
Barbara sighed again. "Fine. Done making demands? Can I get back to work?"
"Yeah, I'm done. Sorry, babe; I promise I'll make it up to you!"
Did Jason mention Dick was very much not single?
"I'm sure," Barbara groused, but there was little heat.
Dick just smiled, and looked over at Jason like he was sharing their success, like Jason had done a goddamn thing, and Jason just did his best not to look too outwardly besotted.
"What now, while we wait for that?" Jason asked, instead of Holy shit, I love you. Do you have any idea how amazing you are?
@mccutcheon121 I'm answering in a post, because I started typing out my reply and it got too long, whoops!
Jay is VERY resistant at first, and thinks Tim is crazy for flirting with him (everyone does, they also all think it's a joke). This is original robin!tim, so Jay basically just tried to kill him 🤣
Of course, they end up getting together behind the scenes, and Twitter has a field day when they find out 1. He was serious, and 2. It actually WORKED.
I think this excerpt gets across the feel of the fic:
From up in the rafters, Tim saw Hood sit back in his chair, deceptively relaxed in a show of dominance over the situation. His legs were spread casually, and he was slumped down in the chair a bit, both forearms resting on the arms of the chair, hands hanging down limply but still with a gun in the loose grip of his right hand.
Simply put, Tim thought he looked pretty fucking hot like that. He snapped a picture.
What? Old habits die hard; Tim was a photographer at heart.
Robin ✅ @ActualBoyWonder
If villain, why sexy?
He attached the picture he had taken and sent the tweet, laughing a little to himself.
It got an almost instant reply.
Nightwing ✅ @Nightwing
Replying to @ActualBoyWonder
Robin!!!!!! Red Hood is a murderer!!!! He's tried to kill YOU!!!
Robin ✅ @ActualBoyWonder
Replying to @Nightwing
.😳👉👈
Nightwing ✅ @Nightwing
Replying to @ActualBoyWonder
You think you're so funny, don't you
Robin ✅ @ActualBoyWonder
Replying to @Nightwing
A little, yeah
It's crackfic for sure! And Robin!Tim is DEFINITELY giving poor Nightwing grey hairs 🤣
I'm going to list out all my WIPs with a short blurb (except for b!v, those are a surprise I don't want to spoil!) and anyone is free to send an ask with the name or ship/number of any fics they want to know more about.
I'll tell you more about that WIP and maybe give an excerpt!
DCU Batfam / JayDick fics
Special Bonds — When Damian makes a slip while talking to a reporter, Tim sees the perfect opportunity to spend the open-ended foreseeable future torturing Dick (and Jason) for his amusement.
From Afar — Jason finds himself falling in love with so many different pieces of Dick over the years. But all he can do is admire from afar — look but never touch, because Dick is not his to covet.
DCU Batfam / JayTim fics
All For The Meme — Tim perhaps posts too many memes on his Robin Twitter account. Perhaps this time it's starting to get out of hand when it leads to him publicly flirting with the Red Hood in the most outrageous ways he can think of.
[Unnamed] HLF — In which Tim is a wreck, who is absolutely going to get his shit together, even if Jason has to do it for him. In the most homoerotic ways possible. (Not that Tim's acknowledging that part.)
Holy And Willing — Jason finds himself in the position of...'willing' holy sacrifice to the god Drik'ïmāt when the twenty fifth year rolls around and there are no other volunteers. Unfortunately, the priesthood has not been very honest about what exactly that sacrifice entails.
[Unnamed] HGT — A very sleep deprived and pissed off Tim decides to make a fake persona to 'accidentally' leak as Red Hood's civilain identity purely to give Jason a shitstorm to deal with. He should probably learn how to flirt like a normal person.
SPN / Wincest fics
[Unnamed] HSAW — Sam's high school classmates are wary of the older man who comes to pick him up from school. Sam insists he's his brother, but it seems clear they're something very different.
Cocksucker — 5 times Dean was called a cocksucker over the years + 1 time he called himself a cocksucker.
Black Butler / SebaCiel fics
[Unnamed] MF — Ciel has been a demon now for more than a century. His and Sebastian's neighbours don't know that, and are wary of the mysterious, handsome man who seems just a bit too close to his ward in all the wrong ways.
BBC Merlin / Merthur
Shackles Of Sweet Freedom — Merlin is an enslaved immortal sorcerer, who ends up gifted to Prince Arthur by his father. Why did I make a slave AU when he's already a servant? Simple. I am a horrible evil man.
My Hero Academia / DabiDeku
[Unnamed] DD — Dabi and Hint are a notoriously grey vigilante duo, who finally allow themselves to be caught and enrolled in a rehabilitation program at UA. They also might be fucking, not that anyone needs to know for as long as they can pass it off as just codependency.
Original Works
A Premature And Callow Fledgeling — Eight year old Augustine finds himself on the street after his father disappears and the landlady kicks him out. Unfortunately, that's only the beginning of his misery. During the most horrific night of his life, a kind looking man scares off his attackers, and offers him a place to stay until he's better. But kindly Dominic may not be what he seems...
A Monkey's Paw Of A Man — Bad boy Azoth gets approached by a squeaky clean girl looking to date him to piss off her father. Tale as old as time, or so he thinks. Until she yells in his face that she's a lesbian, like he's the dumbass for not knowing.
🥳🥳🥳 I just finished writing the b!v engagement fic!
Unfortunately, a few other fics have to come before I can post that, but rest assured it's coming! Ahh my boys are so close to getting married finally. It's been five and a half years! And will probably be at LEAST one more year before we get to that fic (which is ALSO already written, because I am SO excited), but it's coming!
Oh my GODS I just realised I haven't posted since LAST AUGUST.
😣😩 I can't believe I let it go 5 months already without a peep. And the last 2 things I posted weren't even D.C.! So it's been since June that I haven't posted any of my main content. And that one was a really dark one, so most people didn't read it.
My deepest apologies, and just know that I have 35 WIPs (3 JayDick, 4 JayTim, 20 Broken!Verse, 3 Wincest, 1 Black Butler, 1 DabiDeku (BNHA), 1 Merthur, 2 original works) and I am indeed working on them! But I have been incredibly low energy, even for me, since August. Like I haven't done laundry literally since July, I just keep buying new underwear. It's bad.
I have done a little writing every so often, and I feel terribly that I haven't posted anything in so long, but I don't know how long it will continue to be.
Thank you for sticking around, and I hope to see you soon!
Title: It Isn't Sex It's The Next Best Thing
Writer: @anondudeao3
Reader: @opalsong
Fandom: DCU
Relationships: Tim/Jason
Rating: Explicit
Length: 1:40:17
Size: 69MB (...LOL)
Music: Sexting by Bo Burnham
Cover: Opalsong
Summary:
What started out as Jay jokingly sexting Tim in a bid to make him laugh (and, in his words, 'get that enormous stick out of his little ass') slowly turns into Tim not only no longer being angry with Jay, but, as they continue to jokingly sext each other whenever the instance arises, slowly starting to consider that a friendship may be blooming between them.
After a while, it's possible that friendship could start to bloom into something even more, and maybe all that joke-sexting doesn't stay such a joke anymore after all.
Links:
AO3 Link
Dreamwidth Link
Created as a gift for @Shadow-spires for ITPE 2025!
Thanks to Paraka for hosting and to AnonDude for having blanket permission!!
Title: Listening Ears
Writer: @anondudeao3
Reader: @opalsong
Fandom: DCU
Relationships: Tim/Jason
Rating: Explicit
Length: 01:54:59
Size: 79MB
Music: Baby Don't Stop by NCT
Cover: Opalsong
Summary: Tim gets tired of constantly having to remove all the bugs Batman and Oracle plant in his apartment, so he cooks up a scheme to make them regret ever listening in. But he'll need some help, of course.
Links:
AO3 Link
Dreamwidth Link
@kinktober-2025 (prompt list): Day 9 - Exhibitionism
Thanks to Paraka for hosting and to AnonDude for having blanket permission!!
There's a blogger catching the internet's attention with a long, insane, and twisted tale. The problem is, he seems to persist under the impression that he's just a random anonymous blogger looking for advice on his relationship. That's all.
QuillsNFrills: I like your first entry! But I'm a little unsure as to what genre you're aiming for here; it seems a little confused and all over the place. It's clear you want it to be something more lurking under the guise of a simple relationship blog, but is that…mystery? Thriller? A dark romance? Sci-fi/fantasy/magic (with the…whatever is going on with BF's head)? I'm also kind of wondering if I'm reading right that maybe there are hints this isn't a reliable narrator? Maybe that will continue…*eyes*. Anyway, keep up the good work!
– April 15, 2023 –
BlueberryPancakes: this [...] only continued to get MORE wild, and despite the "clearing up"...I still don't know whether to believe [...] it's supposed to be an obvious red herring and this is all an Experience^tm, or whether this is really OP's life.
– April 17, 2023 –
Submitted by @sasheneskywalker
Submitter's comment:
the unique formatting is such a clever and interesting choice, it works so well for this story <3
At 41 fics and over 150k words, about a third of my works are all broken!verse! I truly can't believe it's been that long since I started the series, or that it has expanded to so many parts haha. And it's still going strong!
This is from my original work 'A Monkey's Paw Of A Man', which I mentioned in the last ask. More specifically from their first dinner together with her parents after Sarah brings Azoth home for the holidays:
"I just…this doesn't seem much like you, naturally we're surprised," Mrs Wendell said hesitantly. "What could have even attracted you to someone so…different? How did you meet?"
"It's the faggy vibes," Azoth confided. "For some reason it attracts the ladies like nothing else." He looked up to meet Mrs Wendell's eyes directly. "Right, Natalie?"
She stuttered for a moment, seemingly at a loss, before she managed, "Why are you asking me?"
"Oh." Azoth shrugged and looked back down at his plate of spaghetti, apparently unbothered and ready to easily move on. "Just assumed you had personal experience there. My bad."
Mr Wendell's face was slowly turning redder, until finally he snapped. "If you're trying to imply something about me, you need to—"
"I…don't recall mentioning you at all, Dennis?" Azoth cut him off.
"It's David," Mr Wendell gritted out.
"Right," Azoth said absentmindedly, with a careless flick of his hand. "Interesting that you identified with that statement though."
Mrs Wendell put a calming hand on her husband's forearm, and spoke before he could reply. "Please don't use slurs in our house."
"Eh, I don't usually use slurs," he said casually, taking another forkful of spaghetti and talking while he chewed. "But I think once you gargle enough balls you get a free pass to say faggot as much as you want."
Mr Wendell choked violently on the meatball he'd just put in his mouth as soon as Azoth mentioned gargling balls. Beautiful.
"Ohp. Looks like you and I have some of the same problems," Azoth observed good-naturedly.
There was a long, horrified silence as they all just watched Mr Wendell choke and hack, except for Azoth, who continued eating his spaghetti.
"Speaking from experience," he added, very belatedly, and very, very unhelpfully.
Mr Wendell finally managed to clear his throat, and glared at Azoth as he gulped water.
"Practice helps?" Azoth offered.
Sarah facepalmed, elbow resting on the tabletop, and other hand going limp around her fork as she gave up on her dinner.
Mr Wendell set his glass down much too hard on the tabletop, making all the dishes rattle. "No more inappropriate talk at the dinner table."
Azoth gave him wide, guileless eyes. "What's inappropriate about nature? I think it's beautiful."
Ooh, well I have too many to answer about all of them (I literally have 44 WIPs right now 😅), but I can give a quick rundown of some of my favourites!
If I don't have a title yet, I'll put the working title in [brackets].
JayDick:
From Afar — A Jay pining extravaganza. I've actually posted a snippet of it here before, which I love! (You can find it in my #snippets tag)
JayTim:
[Homoerotic Life Fix] — Tim's life is an utter mess, and Jay takes it upon himself to fix it...in the most impossibly homoerotic ways possible.
Holy And Willing [I haven't 100% settled on that title yet, but that's what it is for now] — Tim is the god Drik'ïmāt, the god of Jay's village, and he asks for a special sacrifice every 5 years. When the 25th year rolls around and a human sacrifice is called for, Jay is the only one who volunteers. Unfortunately the wording was a bit more ambiguous than he was led to believe, and the priests have intentionally misled people in hopes of attracting more 'pure' sacrifices. Drik'ïmāt wants something other than his life.
[Horrible Goose Tim] — In a fit of sleepless insanity, Tim decides to cause problems on purpose. He creates an elaborate fake identity, and then pretends to 'accidentally' spill the beans that this is the Red Hood's civilian identity. Jay does not take well to being framed, and Tim has exceedingly strange ways of flirting.
I also have 19 Broken!Verse WIPs, but I really don't want to spoil what's coming up for those!
Wincest:
[Ankle Wrap] (don't ask why 🤣) — Sam is in high school, and Dean manages to fuck everything up for him by being just a little too close every time he shows up. This turns out to suit Sam just fine, though. Eventually.
My Hero Academia:
[DabiDeku] — What it says on the tin. Dabi and Izuku are information broker vigilantes, and they manage to find their way into a rehabilitation programme at UA. Unfortunately Aizawa and the rest of class 1-A are less than thrilled when they find out why Dabi and Izuku are so close.
BBC Merlin:
Shackles Of Sweet Freedom — Merlin is a slave, gifted to Prince Arthur. Arthur doesn't want a slave, nor does Merlin want to be there, but eventually they begin to grow closer when Arthur begins to question his father's words and let Merlin do magic in private.
Original Works:
A Premature And Callow Fledgeling — Dead Dove: Do Not Eat! An Edwardian-era A/B/O story exploring sexual violence and grooming, with an unhappy ending. I love it very much regardless. Eight year old Augustine finds himself on the streets after his father disappears, and on the worst night of his life to date, he meets Dominic. Dominic is kind and fatherly, and brings him home to help him recover. Unfortunately everything may not be what it seems.
A Monkey's Paw Of A Man — Gay, bad boy, troublemaker Azoth gets approached by a squeaky clean girl looking to piss of her father. Tale as old as time. Unexpectedly, however, she tells him that she's a lesbian looking to test the waters with her homophobic father. Why the hell not get a free month of room and board over winter break? And hey, her dad is kind of a DILF... Surely nothing can go wrong.
