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⋅ ──── ♡ requests are closed until i get that WIP down to only 5 of them. i'll take 5 more requests after that
⋅ ──── ♡ WORKS IN PROGRESS (WIPs)
⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ── All fics are in the order of how ready they are to be published. in progress as of 7/10/26
⋅ ──── ♡ I’m gonna go ahead and make a progress post so everyone knows what I’m working on and no ask is left behind
Help me figure out my next non-ask fic
batboys x male reader text messages pt 2
Bruce Wayne x old fling!male reader
Kyle Rayner x childhood friend! Male reader
The people have spoken! Bruce Wayne x Old Fling! Male Reader coming soon
Say ur requests are open for mxm and wxw for the Batfamily...
Can I ask for the batboys and overstimulation??? But like we both overstimulated into oblivion???
Like there's no assigned top/bottom dynamics it's literally two people rutting against each other just to cum again and again.
Jus need some nasty shit in my life tbh..
- 🦦 anon
BATBOYS X MALE READER OVERSTIMULATION SAGA: O1. DICK GRAYSON
Pairing: Dick Grayson x m!reader
Synopsis: You love third base. Adore third base. And we're about to go to third base with Dick Grayson after your third date.
Content: 18+ ONLY. MDNI. overstimulation. dry humping. drunk reader and character. mild implications of positions (top/bottom). mild implications of dominance (sub/dom).
a/n: i know you said bat boys so this will be part one in a 4 part saga
You slurred your words and pleaded for more. Your skin burned with unwavering desire that had been building up since you both got home. Your mind swam with just Dick Grayson.
Nothing else but Dick Grayson.
And he, too, could not help but crave you.
The two of you were a drunken mess. It had been a fantastic date, your third together, and Dick had finally asked you to come upstairs.
Now here you both were.
He giggled between kisses. His lips trailed from your jaw to your neck, your thigh in one hand and the side of your neck in the other. It was intoxicating.
The air grew thick with desire, swallowing all trace of innocence. It was fast. Everything was so fast, but it was exactly the way you both liked it.
“Fuck!” He moaned, finally getting you both against the wall of his apartment. Picture frames rattled from the force of you. Of him.
“Please…please,” you pleaded but for what? You don’t know. All you could register was that his thigh was right on your dick and you needed more so you moved.
Back and forth
Up and down
It was like you were putting on a performance for him. A preview of everything he could have if you could just make it a few more steps…but then it happened.
It was 100% most likely because you were both drunk. Neither of you could keep your hands to yourselves during the cab ride over to his place and it most definitely did not stop you two from dry humping on the elevator ride there. So it wasn’t a surprise when you felt it.
Build.
Build.
Build.
Until you let out a gasp into his shoulder, your body jerking slightly and holding onto him for dear life. But you didn’t stop moving.
Fuck no you didn’t.
Instead you moaned more and slowly lifted your head up, eyeing him as he too didn’t stop. As he too let himself go.
You sucked in a breath as you watched Dick’s eyes glaze over with pressure, metaphorical heart eyes springing themselves from him as he came.
It was beautiful.
The sound he let out was so beautiful that it made you shiver with want. Primal desire overriding how lax you felt after just cumming not even a minute ago but you wanted more.
Needed more of him.
Need to see Dick Grayson cum again.
Whine again.
Need you again.
So you pushed him off of the wall and switched your positions. Now it was you, slotting your leg between his and making him rut on you.
Watching as he smirked at you in his lust-drunk haze to ask, “Yeah?”
You nodded and dived in. A feast should never be overlooked, and Dick was the greatest meal of them all.
You moved more sporadically. Chasing the high of your release. Of seeing him release again. Your body thrumming with spent energy as you tried to find it again. The single spark that you needed to ignite you both.
More.
More.
More.
You didn’t know if it was an inner monologue, chant, or you were gasping it out loud but, either way, Dick was more pliant than you’d ever seen him
He allowed you to play with him.
He allowed you to mold him.
And he allowed you to get him there again and again and again.
It came gloriously and by God was it worth it.
Both of your bodies wound tight with the shot of pure ecstasy as your release came one after another, but this time, the shivers of ejaculation lasted longer as you both panted. Breathing into each other’s faces with hot desire still thrumming through your veins.
You swallowed the saliva you didn’t even know you were letting trickle out of your mouth and looked at your partner. Dick’s hair stuck to his face and glistened with sweat in the moonlight that drifted into the room. You wanted to kiss him.
Worship him.
Devour him.
And if he was up for it, make him cum a third time…fourth time...fifth time…
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED
Help me figure out my next non-ask fic
batboys x male reader text messages pt 2
Bruce Wayne x old fling!male reader
Kyle Rayner x childhood friend! Male reader
⋅ ──── ♡ JASON + DICK + TIM X MALE! READER TEXT MESSAGES
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋅ ──── ♡ DICK GRAYSON & THAT MOVIE WITH THE RATS
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋅ ──── ♡ JASON TODD & NO HOMO
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⋅ ──── ♡ TIM DRAKE & MARVEL RIVALS
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!
⋅ ──── ♡ I haven’t written smut in 192839922 years…..yall in my inbox getting FREAKY…KEEP IT COMING YUHHHH
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE CREATIVE FREEDOM WITH THIS !
Cassandra Cain x f! reader
But reader being a (failed) fashion student helping her learn how to sew and do certain stitches to help her customize her hero custome or just to mend holes when she doesn't wanna go back to the manor immediately and rather stay at your flat. Plus points if this is both of their first (lesbian) relationship🫶
Pairing: Cassandra Cain x f! reader Synopsis: You loved to sew, cut, and create, and Cassandra knew that, but right now? You just actually needed some cuddles, TV, and snacks. Content: fluff, fem reader, newly dating Cass x Reader, reader knows about her superhero stuff, fashion school dropout
a/n cass...I love you. anon...i hope i did you justice!
You and Cass had been dating for approximately 3 months, 2 days, and 12 hours.
Yes. You were counting.
How could you not when you were this happy?
It was the small things, really.
Cass took note of your interests, and one of your biggest ones was fashion design.
You'd dropped out around the same time you met, but you refused to let your passion for fashion die. You made scrunchies to match your outfits, tops from patterns you found online, and you'd recently sewn up a hole in Cass's Batgirl suit that she may not have noticed, but you did.
It was you and your sewing machine against the world, and she indulged you every time.
Except for right now.
You sat with your hair pulled back, hunched over the sewing machine, trying to get one stubborn corner to stay lined up beneath the needle. You had promised a friend that you could make them shorts, and by dammit, you were going to do so!
Cass had walked in just a little after the first failed attempt. She took in the discarded denim pieces and overturned spools of thread before leaning over your shoulder.
"Long day?" she asked, twirling the end of your hair with her fingers. It was one of her favorite ways to stim.
You grunted and leaned back in your chair. You leaned back so far that you had to look up at her with a pout.
"Long day? That's an exaggeration. This sucks. I quit."
She snorted and placed a kiss on your forehead.
"Y/N. My fashionista. The princess with a passion for fashion. Just take a break."
You blew a raspberry as she walked away.
"I'll take a break when I get this right."
"And when will that be?"
"When it wants to act right!" you exclaimed, going back to your work before realizing the machine wasn't working. You looked under the table, then behind you at the outlet, only to see Cass standing there with the cord in her hand.
"You're playing dirty."
"No. I'm concerned. Come. I have an idea I think you'd like to hear. It's about my suit."
You perked up and started to stand.
"What about it?"
Cass smiled and nodded, “I asked Babs if you could redesign some parts of it. Care to look over our ideas? I brought snacks."
You stared at her for a while.
Was she trying to lure you into a cuddle session as well?
You squinted, and she didn't relent. Instead, she walked over to you and placed a quick kiss on your nose.
"Cute. I'll be in the living room. That dating show you like will be on."
Oh...
It had been 3 months, 2 days, and 12 hours, 30 minutes since you and Cassandra Cain had started dating.
And you couldn't wait for the day "dating" became "married."
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!
⋅ ──── ♡ my motto for writing x reader fics is,
“If I’m gay, they gay”
So currently, I’m in my x male reader era for the batboys and x female reader for the batgirls
Request me if you also gay
I dont know if you do Kon el / conner stuff as well so if you don't just don't write him and leave him out 🫶
What if kon and tim are in a relationship with reader. Who isn't a hero but owns a flat on a top floor, now imagen kon and tim comming back from patrol or hero stuff and just all meeting up on the top of the roof eating burgers and kon and tim eagerly explaining what happend to them today. Reader who is a tired and confused college student who doesn't actually know about other villains or heros that well ( to many deadlines to keep up) just nodding along giving occasional mhm's and kisses to the check .
Quite long so I am sorry!!!
Pairing: Tim Drake x Kon-el x gn!reader Synopsis: Five Guys, a Gotham rooftop, and two superhero boyfriends who can't wait to tell you about their latest mission. Midterms can wait. Content: fluff, gn reader, newly dating Tim x Kon x Reader, reader knows about their superhero stuff
a/n kon...you mean the world to me. i miss when you were the child star with the leather jacket...
They got Five Guys this time.
Sweet. Your boyfriends are spared another night of waking you up during midterms.
They knew better, and it was too cold.
It's a cool night in October. Damn near freezing if you think too hard about it, and you won't, because you're still mentally lagging behind. You're extremely tired but also a little happy to see them.
You always worry about them before they go on patrol…or a mission or something? You're not quite sure, but you know they're risking their lives for the world.
That just made them your world.
"Fries?" Kon asks, holding up his box of fries for you to share. You nod and take one with no hesitation.
How sweet.
Kon deserves the biggest, wettest kiss for that.
So you give him one right on the cheek.
You watch the blush settle on his face as he smiles at you.
"What about me? No fries for me?" Tim teases and tries to reach over you to grab a fry too, but Kon has already leaned away in protest.
"Nope. We are not doing this today, boy wonder! You told me you and y/n were good on fries. I was being nice enough to let our tiny partner have some of mine." He finishes with a bite of his burger.
Tiny partner? You're literally taller than Tim.
You could protest, but instead, you kick your feet over the edge of the roof.
All three of you had decided a while ago on the rooftop overlooking the Gotham River. This has now been your "Babe! We just got back from kicking ass and want to hang out with you" spot since the three of you started dating. If you look close enough, you can see New York, which is nice... sometimes. When you don't catch the occasional fire or explosion that has you worried for the people that live there...as a Gothamite.
"Now that we're settled, we have GOT to tell you about the mission today. Bart ate SHIT." Kon giggles at the memory, "It was fucking awesome."
Tim sighs and leans back on one hand, the other holding his double cheeseburger, "You make it sound amusing when it was actually pretty nerve-wracking. He could have gotten badly hurt."
Kon nods and waves Tim away, "Yeah, yeah, but he didn't because he recovers fast. It's why I look up to him."
You snicker and lean your head on Tim's shoulder. "Kon looks up to Bart."
"How sweet." Tim finishes with a mischievous glint in his eyes that Kon catches and rolls his own eyes at.
"Fine. Why don't you recap then, since Bart eating shit wasn't spectacular enough to retell."
"Fine." Tim sighs long and hard like the task is too daunting to bear, but the smile that plays on his lips says otherwise, "Let's start from when we found the evil lair underneath the Whole Foods."
You hum at that.
Evil lair. Whole Foods.
Evil Whole Foods.
Your foggy mind conjures up an image of a Whole Foods with gargoyles, vampires, and zombies in it.
Maybe even tiny devils working at the checkout.
Okay...it just sounded like a Gotham supermarket.
You look up at Tim as he talks and sneak a quick kiss on his cheek. He looks pretty cute as he calmly explains how he got thrown four feet in the air by a killer robot.
You look over at Kon and see him looking at Tim the same way you are - all heart-eyed and cheesing. You catch the tail end of him jumping in to add, "And the evil mastermind thought he could best Cassie, but she is like the smartest person I know. She showed his ass with his dumb riddle and even dumber escape plan."
Tim hums and continues on from there.
You feel so content and warm with them there.
Maybe your textbooks and notes could wait a few more hours.
REQUESTS ARE CLOSED
⋅ ──── ♡ I swear I’m alive. I just have a job and taxes to pay but I’m ready to write ✍️
THIS IS SO RANDOM OKAY but what about a batsib reader whos like obsessed with kpop and has posters of idols ALLL over her room? Like maybe a reaction from batfam or something like thwt?? Thank yuu👀👀
⋅ ──── ♡ BATFAM X PLATONIC! BAT-SIB! READER HEADCANON
a/n: I hope I did you justice. I was also self-indulgent with this as an ex-K-pop fan from 2014-2021
You absolutely do have a minor problem, but you didn’t really care.
You bought every album.
Every piece of merch.
Every concert ticket.
Every photocard.
You even got lucky enough to do a fancall.
It was that serious to you, and you really did not care.
Dick and Barbara thought it was cute.
You would come into the bat cave with a new shirt that you definitely didn’t have before.
It was the black version of the white one.
Dick was the first to notice you, “Don’t you think it’s a bit excessive?”
And you rightfully ignored him.
Barbara snorted from where she sat at the bat computer, “you deserve that. Of course she had to get it in black.”
You looked at her and smiled, “you get it, babs!”
Dick isn’t cultured, so he must be eradicated.
Jason didn’t think much of it, but he did let you talk his ear off.
It was usually when you ran into each other on the streets.
He offered to take you where you had to go, and in exchange, you ranted to him about scalpers.
You absolutely hated what they were doing to the concert-ticketing industry, and you wanted them…
Eradicated.
Cassandra was very amused.
She had offered to take you to see your favorite group in South Korea.
She had business there anyway.
Two birds. One stone.
You almost levitated when she offered to even go with you.
Matching concert fits were a must. You even gave her a list of music videos or eras you guys could get inspiration from.
All the other concert fits would not compare. If they tried, they would have to be eradicated.
Stephanie and Damian were all for it.
When you were in the gym learning the choreography to a girl group dance as a workout, they asked to join you.
It looked fun and easy enough.
Damian said he could learn the choreography in his sleep.
Though, after about two hours, Stephanie laid flat on the floor and was just about to give up.
How did they scoot on the floor like that and hop back up but spin at the same time still?
Steph was pissed because she trained for harder routines than this.
But Damian?
He was already ready to try it without the mirrored version playing on the laptop.
You laughed where you sat next to Steph, equally winded and struggling, but just happy to have them there.
The choreography has been spared from eradication for that alone.
Tim and Duke were utterly confused.
Mainly by your extensive collection of albums.
They stood in your room, absolutely speechless.
You had dedicated your day to rearranging your album shelves when they so happened to walk in.
“Is this an addiction? Why do you need so many copies of the exact same album?” Tim muttered as he watched you grab a stack of albums.
“Your face is an addiction. And they’re not the same copy! They’re all different versions!” you snapped back, throwing one of the jewel cases at him.
You knew he would duck…you hoped he wouldn’t.
“Chill... we were just…admiring? Scared? Worried?” Duke responded as he picked up the discarded album.
“You lie, Nightlight. Now get out. You’re letting the collection get exposed to carbohydrates!”
And if they ever came back… You would eradicate them.
Bruce…Bruce indulged you
How could he not?
You were the only one that didn’t do vigilante work.
Instead of putting money into helping you with gear, he put it into getting you VIP tickets to just about any concert.
It was easy for him too.
All he needed to do was use his connections to get to the right people.
He never told you his plan to get you in either.
He always sprung it on you before concert dates were ever announced.
Bruce knew how happy you would be so he always made it happen.
Which spared him from being…eradicated.
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⋅ ──── ♡ RULES FOR PROMPT REQUESTS
RULE O1. No incest, noncon, pedophilia, hard kinks (scat, piss, etc), or anything with bigotry affiliation. I will not write them/have no interest in doing so. These are my hard lines.
RULE O2. I write for the fandoms in my list. I really try not to go outside of them because I am not the biggest fan of diverging from the character's canon personality. I'm writing fanfics, not ocs.
RULE O3. Make sure your request has the main five points: who, what, where, why, and how. I would need to know who you want me to write for, your reader's core personality, and whatever else you would like to make this as accurate to your vision as possible. If not, I will take creative liberties.
RULE O4. I will decline requests if I don't have interest or if they violate my rules. I'm writing to expand my technical skills as well as have fun, and I don't see any problem with blocking anyone.
RULE O5. I do write smut but I am over 25 and refuse to write smut for characters under 21. That’s just… not only does that include under 18 but also no thank you.
⋅ ──── ♡ out of ideas but at least my duke and steph headcanons are out. Someone request something and I’ll smooch ya
⋅ ──── ♡ Awww you guys are giving me such good requests!
Keep it going! I’m mapping them all out! I’m so exciteddddd EEEEEEEEEE
⋅ ──── ♡ out of ideas but at least my duke and steph headcanons are out. Someone request something and I’ll smooch ya