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formerly @theredbatsfuck‼️ jaytim freak4freak yap zone (w/ a side of brudick hauntings) | 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘔𝘌, 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 (✿◡‿◡)

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i'm 𝐫𝐢, 21+, NB, aroace

this blog consists of dark/taboo nsfw themes (dd:dne) all which are purely fictional in context and not suitable for minors

mainly a batcest (jaytim + brudick) blog but i am still multifandom and multiship

i don't have a dni, so you'll just be straight up blocked if i don't like you <3

post tags:

#ri's thoughts - general posts about fandom

#ri's recs - fanfiction recommendations by yours truly

#ri's asks - all my answered asks

#ri's rambles - wips, vignettes, fics i have posted here

[ #r - nonsensical ramblings about whatever ]

• important ‼️ i tag other fandom posts unrelated to dc, so if u see them and don't like it, u can always blacklist the tag for that fandom instead

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my jaytim interpretation

dark taboo themes i usually dabble into are: incest/psuedo-incest, non-con, dubcon, underage (not toddlers/babies), abuse, grooming, manipulation, toxic codependence/trauma bonding, mpreg, feminization

others i mainly yap and rb about: dicktim, jaydicktim, brutim, jaydick/dickjay

i don't include much of damian tho so my fave combos just revolves around bruce, dick, jason, and tim. im open to it tho

who tops and bottoms for me is based upon my mood of the day 💖

borderline an alltim shipper, probably also alljason.

i have read comics but not to point i consider myself totally knowledgeable like long time comic fans who grew up on the genre. most of what i've read are surrounding the bats.

i yap a Lot. i like to mash fanon and canon and very loud about it.

i still can enjoy wholesome batFamily content like any other person. they are two separate versions in my head, like the whole multiverse thing. i barely engage though for peace sake here

ask me anything. could be nsfw or just random shit as long as you're not rude abt it 💖

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i need to be More Based and read tvc and wuthering heights but i rlly want the phys books which are... nonexistent here...

[dianpost24]

Sweet omega Dick, pregnant with Bruce's child and still working

All I know is that there's foam in Bruce's mouth.

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the specific incest flavor in a non-batcest fic,,, the denial of it ever being incest somehow makes it more incestous, like it's a dirty secret and if u read too much into the lines it's your fault.

[maskenjager]

more asbras doodles

[gabester-sketch]

Commission for @veccyboo!! I love them so much!! 😭💖

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thank god for the edit function bc i will go insane seeing shitty typos and weird pacing in my ramble posts,,,,, why do i only ever see the wrong thing After posting....

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i need to LOCK IN i need to FINISH THIS before jtweek is around and im fucked so im gonna be pausing my inbox replies for now ;-; so many good ones and ideas, no enough energy nor time

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Brudick sickfic there was only one bed bit its Bruce and Dick sharing the bed the same way they always do but Bruce got stabbed and can't cuddle like they usually do and Dick only finds that out when Bruce pops the stitches and starts bleeding through his pajama shirt while trying to pretend nothing's wrong

they're in one of bruce's safehouses in the middle of no where, far away from gotham as a rendevous point. dick had already noticed bruce favoring to lean on one side when he arrived, but figured the damage may be at most from bruises from them escaping their pursuers.

unfortunately (?), there had only been a singular twin bed in the makeshift space, with no pillow but graciously with a gray sheet.

no matter. he's used to sharing one with bruce, albeit now in a significantly smaller size than their usual californian king bed.

bruce had always been kind enough to share his space whenever dick had nightmares or when it's a little too cold (or maybe just no reason at all). it's highly comforting to be perfectly pressed up against the solid warmth of his side and the security of his arm around his waist, rhythmically tapping his hip to sleep.

bruce was already fast asleep, having did the treatment on himself already apparently and dressed in a spare black shirt lying around the supplies. when dick had laid down, curled onto his usual place at under bruce's arm and at his side, he felt him flinch for half a second before settling down. bruce stirs awake.

oh. that's his bad side.

"sorry, b. i'll go-"

"no need," bruce croaks out, groggy and low. the gravelly tone warms dick's skin. "stay here."

he didn't really wait for a response when he pulls dick over to his other side with seemingly no effort, and so his back was pressed against the cold, hard wall. dick cringes away from the surface, clinging onto bruce carefully tighter. his legs wrap around his thigh, searching for more body heat. bruce squeezes back, and they settle down like that.

dick lets the steady heartbeat under his ear lull him to sleep, breathing in the faint scent of bruce. he'd always smelled so nice and he could never know how to describe it properly.

he wakes in the later hours, smelling fresh iron and a dampness on his palms. bruce was breathing harder.

he was bleeding.

he was bleeding and dick was squeezing at his injury.

he quickly scrambles up, eyes cataloguing bruce's expression—brows scrunched, cold sweat, thin pressed lips. dick snatches up the shirt, seeing the wound bleed through the bandage.

"bruce." dick shakes him awake. "bruce, wake up you're bleeding!"

he scrambles away to reach for the first aid kit by the bedside as the man stirs awake again.

"why the heck did you not tell me you got stabbed?!" dick yells, looking at the popped self-stitched wound freed from the band-aid.

"i had it handled already."

dick said nothing else, nerves steeling into a calm as he fixes the wound again just like he was trained. bruce wasn't wrong. it was dick fault for being careless.

when he was done, he set the kit aside, making his way out the bedroom, but bruce caught his hand.

"stay, robin. it's.." not your fault "cold."

he slept, back pressed against bruce, facing the freezing wall.

(faintly, he feels a familiar weight embrace him in his dreams.)

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I'm listening to Good Old Fahioned Lover Boy (yearly tradition. I always greet June by listening to it) and I just... I can't decide if it's Bruce Yearning after Dick or Jason yearning after Tim. Maybe it's a duet between the two on one of those weeks they're on good enough terms.

Actually, yeah. It's the two of them helping one another plan on wooing their respective beaus. Jason giving Bruce a thumbs up that NOW is a good time to give Dick a smooch. But only on the cheek. Anything else is improper. Bruce smirking and saying, "Your wish is my command." when Jason asks for tickets to an opera. Jason still fumbling through writing a letter to Tim to ask about it while Encouraging Bruce to just call Dickie.

Jason yearning after Tim, hard. Bruce awkwardly patting his back as Jason pets the cheek of one of Tim's portraits, whispering how he loves him, how he thinks of him always..

Jason helping Bruce get ready to go to The Ritz with Dick, and Dick deciding to go home with Bruce after (Bruce was just... he had a good time, y'know? Bruce was so lovely and gentle, but still so himself. He really didn't want the evening to end). Bruce is giggling like a school girl when he calls his second eldest son up later to tell him how well it went! Jason was right, the suit he chose was a much better choice than the one Bruce was orginally going to go with.

They're both lover boys, promise.

They're so winning at this father son bonding. They're ignoring who the other is getting with, on some level. Like, they know, but they're not acknowledging it.

jason and bruce being each other's wingman to woo their brother/son like this is a silly romcom oooh im livinggg they're both yearners <33

(i like to think tim and dick have a secret betting pull between them on who would be the first to break 😊 yearners will be earners one day..)

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i would love to be on gotham internet and just watch one of those conspiracy theory youtube documentaries that's 2:10:07 hours long detailing the happenings within billionaire bruce wayne's manor and how his adoptive orphans and blood son turned into a nefarious incestous harem.

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Bruce and Dick rest on a chaise lounge while Bruce feeds His boy grapes. Dick looks up at him with so much love, and Bruce just presses another grape between his lips.

dick looks up with him like 🥺 big bambi sparkling blue eyes (u know those cheesy shoujo sakura filter tropes? that's what goes on in bruce's head xD) and bruce watches the way the grape presses between his lips every time send post

[impuls1ve]

waiter! a bullet in the head for me please

[jaykore]

Where's my batman bike messenger AU? Please just put sweaty Jason in shorts.

[drabblemeister]

OMG

One day Jason shows up at Tim’s work to drop off a package, and Tim’s just like ô_ô and he can barely sign for it because UM, wHAT (hot delivery guy?? In what universe???)

Jason comes by a couple of weeks later to deliver another one, and this time, he seems to be in a really good mood. Tim tries for small talk, KNOWS he sounds like an idiot when the first thing that comes to mind is, “Isn’t it kind of hot out for, you know, biking everywhere?”

And as Jason’s looking over the form, he offhandedly murmurs, “I’m used to being hot.” AND HE MEANS IT, LIKE, IT’S SUMMER, IT’S ALWAYS HOT but Tim has to bite his lip from saying something wildly out of character and inappropriate, and he just can’t even put together words after that, and Jason raises an eyebrow, not quite catching the snafu and gives Tim an awkward two-finger salute before leaving.

TIM DIES INSIDE. He doesn’t get crushes. Especially not on strangers?? But This is wILD and when his college buddy Kon calls Tim brings it up and Kon’s like, “ASK FOR HIS NUMBER!”

It’s two weeks later and Jason shows up again, and it’s awkward - it’s SO AWKWARD but Tim says, “Uh…do you…have a number?”

And Jason’s expression changes and Tim’s heart gALLOPS as Jason scribbles one down and passes it off. “Call anytime,” he says, and it takes Tim THREE DAYS to rustle up the courage to dial those ten digits, and his world SHATTERS when another voice answers, “WE Deliver, how can I help you?” and he hangs up because he hadn’t been asking for Jason’s WORK NUMBER (-kicks a can-).

Kon tells him to try again and Tim refuses- it was hard enough the first time and he just resolves that this is okay, he’ll get over it, it’s not like hE CARES - he lived and breathed BEFORE Hot Delivery Guy™, he’s sure he will survive.

But a couple of weeks pass and Jason shows up and he has an envelope addressed to Tim, and Tim opens it in confusion, only to find another envelope tucked inside, the words ‘give this back to the delivery guy’ and Tim, too distracted by his own awkwardness to THINK just hands it over - and Jason, baffled, rips the edges off and pulls out a piece of paper, eyes darting up to Tim’s as soon as he’s done.

Tim frowns because, well, THAT was weird but Jason immediately apologizes and leans over Tim’s desk to grab a sticky note, and he’s close enough that Tim feels a scarlet flush race from his cheeks to his ears and all the way down his neck - and then Jason’s jotting something down, and when Tim finally looks at the paper, he realizes it’s a phone number.

“Call THIS number,” Jason says, and he scoots it towards Tim, and sets the letter down beside it. “Maybe after six though. I should be done by then.”

And Tim watches him leave with his eyebrows drawn inward, mouth slightly parted, wondering wHAT JUST HAPPENED

and he open the letter and feels his face light on fire and thinks, ‘Kon, I’m going to MURDER you’.

~ Dear hot delivery guy I’ve been hearing about for months,

Please rewind time and give Tim (guy sanding in front of you) YOUR number, so he can treat you to an evening full of 80’s movie references, video game humor, and a detailed analysis of how Han did indeed shoot first.

If you don’t like Star Wars, pretend you never saw this and know that the whole world is judging you.

Kind regards, Friend trying to help a bro out ~

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Jason and Tim grew up together…the Drakes die in an accident and it falls to Bruce Wayne to adopt the son of his neighbors, his associates who helped him in Wayne Enterprises more than once. The change is strange for Jason, he doesn't know how to interact with the boy but he feels so much pity for him, so much sadness that it brings back his own bad memories and he ends up running away from Tim to avoid those thoughts of the past. But Tim sticks to him like a shadow, asking for comfort that Jason discovers he cannot deny him when his eyes fill with tears. He wants to play it cool and keep his distance, but Tim brushes his knuckles against his for days on end, asking them to hold hands and walk together, snuggling up to him in the mansion's living room, and Jason hugs him as if he were another part of himself, discovering that he has become attached to him like another skin.

[solitairedeere]

ever since i was a child i knew i wanted to get overinvested in "bad victims" in every form of media and get my heart broken by their endings over and over and over again

[graysoncest]

1.3k likes on the second one… THEY’RE WAKING UP? 😨 i never thought i’d see the day