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SOON-TO-BE-FWB!DICK GRAYSON, who never would’ve touched the idea of a casual, no-strings relationship with a ten foot pole. He didn’t want to use someone, it felt inherently wrong. To only expect sex and nothing else on top of it, it didn’t sit right with him.
But when you, his coworker and long time mission partner, pushed him against a side table and knocked over his key dish in the pursuit of your lips on his and his clothes on the ground, he found himself melting into it. Reaching out and gripping the back of your neck and moaning as your lips dragged over his Adam’s apple.
“I normally get wined and dined first—” he joked breathlessly before his subsequent whine was swallowed be your eager lips to shut him up. Your hands tugged off his v-neck (cashmere, by the way) and let it frump to the floor in an undignified pile.
Oh, fuck it.
Your panties bunched at your ankles as he fucked into you, palm flat on the wall and his moans echoing into your neck, pressing sloppy kisses to the hollow. “Yeah, fuuuuck, baby, just like that,” He panted, his button up hanging open. Maybe he was more into this idea than once thought.
Your knees were at his hips, the side table rattling with every upward stroke of his cock that kissed your cervix beautifully. Holy shit, you literally had no words.
“You gonna come, honey?” Hypocritical when he was five seconds away from coming, but he couldn’t help it plus the inherent need to know he wasn’t going to embarrass himself. But the way your pussy walls were fluttering around his dick, you were too. Thank heavens.
He cupped your jaw and consumed your soul through your lips, burying himself in you to the hilt one last time, a deep moan from his mouth shocking one out from you too as you too came five seconds after him. Not really kissing anymore, just his nose smushed awkwardly on yours so you could see the pretty flush on his cheeks and his eyelashes fluttering on his cheeks, panting as if he’d run a marathon.
“Shitfuck.” He breathed, the most he’d cursed within ten seconds, wiping a bead of sweat off your temple before kissing it. A little too romantic for your tastes, but you allowed it. “Oh, that’s not right.” He muttered, his stupidly hot blue eyes flicking over your naked body.
Was he gonna say this should never happen again? “What’s not right?”
He leaned forward, running the tip of his nose over yours so you jugular. His floppy hair tickled your jaw. “I didn’t,” He kissed a random spot softly, “eat you out first.”
“Did you want to?” You blinked.
“To be honest, I didn’t see this situation coming,” You both laughed breathlessly, but then his finger ran over your slit lazily, collecting your juices with a quiet shlick. Your thighs trembled.
“Shiiiit—”
“But after you came on my cock like that,” He began to genuflect, “I wanna feel it on my tongue.”
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— girl, so confusing
Pairing: Stephanie Brown x fem! reader
Summary: When Barbara and Cass start training a new Batgirl, Stephanie isn't sure what to think. You're perfect, everything she wants to be and everything she could never have, and your arrival forces Stephanie to confront whether she wants to be you, or be with you
Word Count: 3.7k
Content/CW -> f! reader, jealousy, fear of replacement, multiple povs (reader + steph's), competition, canon typical violence, harsh words/arguing, lowk toxic yuri
froggi yaps -> lowk this has been sitting in my drafts foreverr because i know it won't do as well as my other dc fics and that made me sad >.< but i love steph and hopefully the other 12 steph enjoyers will like this <3
Don't forget to kiss me
Summary & CW: Fluff, friends w/ benefits, based on glue song by beabadobee, yearner wally
Pairing: Wally West x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 0.7k
A/N: Another piece out the Kiln! Thank you to the anon who requested this and for participating! I hope you all enjoy <3333
This is the best view he’s ever seen.
Wally West was one of the- if not the fastest man alive. He could be anywhere within seconds, allowing him access to the most breathtaking places on the planet.
But right here, with you passed out in his bed? He doesn’t think he’s ever seen something more beautiful.
It was around two in the morning. Realistically, he should be asleep, there were a million things with his name on it once morning comes and you were going to leave early for work. There was just something about you that always enraptured him.
It was impossible for him not to be in a trance when he was around you. He couldn’t help it, he absorbed everything you did, everything you smiled at, everything that made your head tilt to the side.
He was obsessed.
Wally had never met anyone like you. No one laughed the same way you did, they always missed the way your left eye squinted more. No one gave him that look you always wore when he made a stupid joke, the smirk you tried to hide with a raised eyebrow. No one took up all his thoughts like you did, he couldn’t run past a cute animal without stopping to send you a picture.
It was simple.
He was in love with you.
There was no way around it. Despite how much he tried to hide it, he knew.
There was just one small problem.
You weren’t doing the “relationship thing” right now.
After too many shitty dates and even eviler exes, you swore off dating for the rest of the year. There was no hiding his relief when you decided on it. Every time you called him with some nightmare about your antichrist of the month, he bit his tongue till it bled.
And thanks to him, celibacy only lasted you about five weeks.
It was some Thursday night two months ago, you were hanging out on his couch playing Overcooked 2 together. Laughs were mixed in with cursing, orders were echoing off the walls in his crappy apartment. One thing led to another and Wally had saved this level by serving pizza with mere seconds to spare.
When you thanked him, a cheeky grin you knew all too well grew on his face. He tapped his cheek and gave you a, “don’t forget to kiss me.”
Deciding to one up him at his own game, you grabbed his face with your right hand and pressed your lips to his.
It was the most divine kiss Wally had ever blessed to receive. It’s safe to assume the game was forgotten for what remained of the night.
You both talked about it later, the possibility of being more one day. It just wasn’t in the cards right now considering the paths you were currently on. There were cities you wanted to live in, the career ladder you wanted climb, and Wally….
Well, he was saving the world.
He couldn’t promise you that he was going to come home every night. He couldn’t promise that he was always going to be safe. Hell, he couldn’t even promise that he’d always be on the planet.
So for now, this was enough.
Anything that involved, regarded, or even revolved around you was more than anything he could ever ask for. Even if you weren’t his completely, Wally couldn’t think of something he would trade this for.
To see you like this, it was everything. The moonlight bouncing off your back as his fingers traced ran up and down it. Your hair fanned out on the pillow as it caught the perfume you wore. It was almost funny how your limbs were spread all over the mattress. He was notably bigger than you, and yet you still managed to take up 75% of the bed. But he didn’t complain.
Wally would live the rest of his life on the edge of the bed if it meant he woke up tangled with you.
And as a promise to the night, right before he drifts off, he kisses you. Leaning over the mess of your arms, he drops a chaste kiss to the center of your back. A small shiver from you is the only indication that you may have felt it in your dreams.
“I love you.”
The words are breathed onto your spine like they’re tattooed on his.
Then, his head lands on his pillow, your perfume somehow traveled over to this one too. And the last sight he sees as cinnamon lulls him to bed, is the small smile you wore when you slept. That finally brings him enough peace to be dragged into slumber, preparing for another day with you.
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𐑺﹢ MASTERLIST ῾ ᵎ⌇ ♡
︵ ೀ wally west ֹ ₊ ꒱
𝜗ৎ helping you relax (nsfw) 𝜗ৎ you can’t give him hickeys 𝜗ৎ getting touchy with you 𝜗ৎ dating rumours with batsis!reader 𝜗ৎ using his powers with you (nsfw) 𝜗ৎ arriving home to you 𝜗ৎ talking about having a pet 𝜗ৎ can't keep his hands off you 𝜗ৎ kisses from wally 𝜗ৎ helping him out (nsfw) 𝜗ৎ helping you warm up 𝜗ৎ fwb!wally x batsis!reader 𝜗ৎ ragelovebaiting wally 𝜗ৎ popsicle date
︵ ೀ dick grayson ֹ ₊ ꒱
𝜗ৎ dating figure skater!reader part 2
︵ ೀ stephanie brown ֹ ₊ ꒱
𝜗ৎ letting her cut your bangs 𝜗ৎ make out session (nsfw)
this must be such a funny introduction to my works if u don’t know beforehand that i write (almost) exclusively for wally west
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your vibrator dies!
wally west x fem!reader, smut
His fingers curl inside you all the while he starts vibrating them. Your hips jerk, and a tiny whine leaves you. "wally," you breathe out.
"Hmm? Can your toy do that, baby?" he say's all smug. You'd called him complaining about how your vibrator had died. Naturally he sped over to yoour place instantly.
"wals, faster," you beg, even with his super speed you wanted more—needed it, needed him.
"greedy girl," he mutters and kisses both your cheeks. Then, the bastard leans back, fingers leaving you, your pussy clenching around nothing.
Your head falls back. "First my vibrator beytrays me, and now my boyfriend," you groan patheticly.
Wally tilts his head, his hands lingering at the waistline of his boxers. "I mean I was gonna give you something better but…
You perk up. "I love you." you pause. "alot." you look up at him with wide, pleading eyes.
"Love you too, babe," he mutters, leaning closer. He kisses you slowly before giving you what you've been waiting for.
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if your wondering why this is so badly written and short it’s cause i wrote this at a restaurant 💀and just posted it
YOU HAVE A DATE ˚. ᵎᵎ with cheerleader!koriand'r (,,>ヮ<,,)
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cheerleader!koriand'r x prom queen!reader ╱ she asks you to be her date for prom
art creds: zatabba on x
Even though you are in different friend groups, you know Kori. She’s the captain of the cheerleaders, you’ve been prom queen for the last two years. Oh, and you also make out every once in a while.
She has the most beautiful curly pink hair that you love to play with while your mouths are interlocked. Her skin is flawless and soft, perfect for you to caress when she leans for a kiss. And she has this habit of squeezing the soft flesh on your waist every time you make out, making your knees wobble and feeling extremely desired.
But again, she’s a cheerleader and you’re the prom queen. It doesn’t matter how in love you were with her, you know none of you will risk your status for this.
Then you saw her coming down the hall, curly hair bouncing softly around her shoulders, her cheer uniform hugging her in all the right ways. A couple of her teammates trailed behind, curious. Your own friends slowed their conversations, sensing something big was about to happen.
Kori stopped right in front of you, biting her lower lip in an adorable nervous way. “Hey… um, can we talk for a second?” she asked, her voice softer than usual but still warm.
You nodded, slipping your phone away. “Yeah, of course.”
better off as lovers! — r.harper
summary: a moment of realization makes you distance yourself from roy, though your heart can't get rid of him that easily.
content: gn!reader, hurt/comfort, reader has a moment of epiphany that makes them go crazy, reader makes roy sad :( might be a bit bad sorry!!, ft. wally donna & dick!
wc: 2.7k
a/n: once again i am late. you guys are allowed to tickle me if you ever see me irl.
part one | part two | part three
You're the first person he searches for.
As he clashed the cymbals and beat his drums, his eyes dissected the entire crowd, landing and staying on the person he hoped with all his heart would come: you. His favourite person for the past few months, the person replacing all of the thoughts in his mind. And unfortunately, the person who's been ignoring him for a whole week.
Days had gone by with ignored text messages, with those texts varying from long, semi-emotional texts to short questions about your well-being. With each text that was ignored, his heart ached from worry and insecurity. Questions of your current well-being and his actions that could've caused this flooded his mind, adding to his growing worry.
wally watched attentively how your lips pressed to the base of the stick and sucked on it just once before sliding your mouth all the way up with a loud “slurp” sound, gathering some spit around the edges on your way. your lips locked around the tip and then you sucked as much of its length as physically fit into your mouth, your cheeks hollowing once you pulled it back out.
he really wished he could switch places with that popsicle right now.
he was sure eating ice cream never looked this erotic before, you probably didn’t even need to be doing all that. your lips were swollen, looking shiny, bright red from the direct contact to the cold and the artificial colouring of the popsicle. the image made his mind go to places that made his own cheeks colour red, hopefully you’d think it’s just the hot weather.
“baby?” he called you in his best attempt to sound composed.
“hm?” you hummed in acknowledgement —your mouth already preoccupied to reply with words—, but wally was too distracted to go on, his gaze focused on the spot where your lips met the popsicle. they now sucked repeatedly on a same spot and he could picture your tongue swirling around the tip inside your mouth, which immediately stuck out to lick a long stripe from bottom to top. he swallowed hard.
“what’s that look for?” your brows furrowed the moment you noticed his weird expression, how he stared directly at your ice cream. “i’m not sharing my popsicle with you, you literally devoured yours in a second.”
he finally glanced up to your eyes, but that strange look he was giving you persisted. “can i go next?”
My mom managed to dig up some old teen titans comics from when she was a kid. They were printed in black and white (I'm assuming to save money) but she had coloured in the characters herself in a couple of places which is really cute 😭❤️
Anyway, here's a buncha drawings
i've been thinking i kinda want to start doing requests but i'm Terrified of actually getting requests and then not knowing how to write them💔💔
— Wally being possessive with you
-> fem! reader, unprotected sex + creampie, jealousy
he lends a hand!
roy harper x fem!reader, smut? guys idk what this is, i had a vision last night and wrote it all in 10 mins
Sharing a bed with Roy Harper is hell. He’s two hundred pounds of pure muscle laying beside you, making it impossible to escape his warmth.
You shouldn’t be sharing a bed with him, and you definitely shouldn’t be letting your fingers slip beneath your panties while imagining him pressing you against the wall, your back against his bare chest as he whispers filthy things in that husky voice.
A tiny whine slips out of you. It's a traitorous little sound that makes your eyes fly open.
“Dude," Roy's voice is low and hushed, but his amusement is clear when you feel his gaze on you.
You squeeze your eyes shut. Embarrassment floods hot over your skin, tangled up with frustration. Your breaths come out uneven and heavy. You don’t turn to look at him.
“Go to sleep,” you grit out, wanting to cry from the mess of emotions swirling inside you.
He snorts. “Hell no.”
The bed dips under his weight as he scoots closer. The room’s dark enough that you can barely make out his face, but you can still see that infuriating grin tugging at his mouth, like he’s proud of himself.
“This all for me?” he asks, wrapping a hand around your wrist where your fingers still are.
“I—no. Course not,” you mutter weakly.
He hums. Then he pulls your fingers into his mouth and sucks.
He moans, shamelessly. “Taste so fucking good, baby.” His eyes are glued to yours, his tongue drags along your fingers.
He doesn’t look away from you once.
“Roy,” you breathe out shakily, throat dry and lips parted.
“Lemme help, doll.” He lets your hand go and shifts until he’s hovering over you, one hand brushing along your side, his eyes carrying that dangerous glint that always manages to turn you on.
“Yeah, sure,” you mumble casually, trying to stay composed, though the act doesn’t last long.
Neither of you gets much sleep that night.
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wally watched attentively how your lips pressed to the base of the stick and sucked on it just once before sliding your mouth all the way up with a loud “slurp” sound, gathering some spit around the edges on your way. your lips locked around the tip and then you sucked as much of its length as physically fit into your mouth, your cheeks hollowing once you pulled it back out.
he really wished he could switch places with that popsicle right now.
he was sure eating ice cream never looked this erotic before, you probably didn’t even need to be doing all that. your lips were swollen, looking shiny, bright red from the direct contact to the cold and the artificial colouring of the popsicle. the image made his mind go to places that made his own cheeks colour red, hopefully you’d think it’s just the hot weather.
“baby?” he called you in his best attempt to sound composed.
“hm?” you hummed in acknowledgement —your mouth already preoccupied to reply with words—, but wally was too distracted to go on, his gaze focused on the spot where your lips met the popsicle. they now sucked repeatedly on a same spot and he could picture your tongue swirling around the tip inside your mouth, which immediately stuck out to lick a long stripe from bottom to top. he swallowed hard.
“what’s that look for?” your brows furrowed the moment you noticed his weird expression, how he stared directly at your ice cream. “i’m not sharing my popsicle with you, you literally devoured yours in a second.”
he finally glanced up to your eyes, but that strange look he was giving you persisted. “can i go next?”
𑣲 making out with stephanie brown
not sure this counts as smut?? but very explicit (mdni)
steph held you tightly against her, keeping you as close as possible while her tongue slid against yours. you sat on her lap, cheeks burning, her lipgloss smeared all over your face and her hands very intently exploring your body, bottle of wine long forgotten on the living room table. it wasn’t really an exceptional occurrence, a few glasses in and you suddenly couldn’t keep your hands off each other, that’s how it always went, but she’d never mention any of it to you the next day, as if nothing had happened at all, or as if it was a completely regular activity to be doing with your best friend.
she kissed you hard, getting sloppier as the minutes went by. you were both long out of breath but you just couldn’t keep away from each other, every once in a while parting for just a few seconds, panting against each other’s lips, before diving back in.
your hips occasionally rocked against hers and she groped your ass to keep you pressed closer to her, despite the layers of fabric between you two. you moaned into her mouth and she let out a pleased hum at your reaction. you were desperate for more friction, wishing there were no clothes keeping you apart. it was all you’d been thinking about for the last few minutes, to be able to feel her skin to skin, finally ridding of all garments to have her clit rubbing against yours and her folds sliding in between your own. just the thought made that knot you were feeling deep in your core tighten, heat pooling low in your belly, but that would be weird, she was still your friend.
you arched your back in an attempt to get a better angle, hoping to get off from this alone, but a sigh of pleasure left your lips as you felt steph’s chest pressing harder against yours. you loved the feeling of her boobs on yours, and, as your arms tightened around her neck to keep her even closer, you were once again hoping you’d just ditch the clothes.
steph’s hand moved up your waist and immediately snaked underneath your shirt, as if she’d just read your mind. her warm fingers slowly traveled up your side, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their way, before they landed on your breast. she squeezed once and you bit her lip in response, before quickly separating from her to finally remove your top, and the look she gave you once she could finally see you properly did nothing to help the aching sensation on your clit.
she hesitated a moment before grabbing your tits in her hands, squeezing and kneading the plush skin, experimentally flicking your nipples with her thumbs, but as much as you loved her hands felt on you, you were desperate for something else. suddenly feeling bold, your hands moved to pull at the neckline of her tank top to finally free her boobs and your mouth practically watered, the sight alone once again sending that familiar tingling sensation to your core. she wasn’t wearing a bra, she usually didn’t, leaving you a better access in this occasion.
you loved stephanie’s boobs. you’d seen them before, not necessarily in a sexual context, she just didn’t mind being topless or changing clothes in front of you, but you’d never allowed yourself to actually look, since you weren’t a creep, and now that you finally had them in front of you all you wanted to do was bury your face between them and stay there forever. you squeezed them together using both of your hands, while steph expectantly watched the mesmerized look you were giving her, and you finally allowed yourself to dive into them, getting just a taste of the feeling of your best friends tits pressed against your face before sliding your tongue to her nipple, swirling around it just once to then suck on it. you’d do this for your own pleasure only, but the pretty sound you heard escaping from steph’s lips made the experience much more fulfilling. you spent a few more seconds latched onto her before letting go with a wet ‘pop’ and kissing your way back up to her lips, resuming the heated kiss you were sharing.
your chest pressed against hers once again, this once with no clothing barrier between the two of you. your breasts were squeezed flat against hers, and the feeling of her nipples sliding with yours with every heave of your chests, now wet from your own saliva, was so much better than whatever you’d imagined before. you felt like a perv for wishing you could ride those boobs, getting wetter only by the mental image of those peaks dragging on your clit with every grind of your hips on her chest, but maybe it was stephanie’s fault for starting this in the first place. you were just hoping she’d stop playing with you someday.
ive never been madder at myself for setting myself up with a s f w blog than right now bc JESUS fucking christ. steph pls. one chance. one chance. steph. steph please-
your writing is so so so good that gave me a category 6 gay moment
omg TYSMM<33 hehe im glad it could Spark those feelings in you lmao