I’d LOVE a Jason Todd smut where reader is like 5-6 months pregnant and the bump has just really started to get pretty big (Jason is a big guy, he makes big babies) and at first they’re insecure about their changing body but the only thing making them feel better is the fact that Jason is OBSESSED with them right now and so into the bump. And it turns on reader how turned on he is, and they have mind blowing sex. I’d be good with a regular fic or a hc list. Go crazy, the more detailed the better. Love your writing ❤️ 💋
Burnin’ for You
Note: this is super duper long!! at least for stuff i’ve written. smut! fem!reader, though no fem pronouns were specifically used, they have a puh and jason refers to them as “ma” a few times 😼 enjoy!
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He won’t stop staring at you.
You’ve noticed. How could you not, with his gaze burning holes into you? You’re just trying to enjoy your evening, reading on the couch. How are you supposed to do that when every two seconds you’re looking up and catching him staring, just to look away awkwardly? As if you haven’t been dating for years at this point. As if you aren’t literally pregnant with his child.
Still, no matter how close you are, staring is awkward. When you look up at him only to see him staring at you for the billionth time in the last hour, you frown.
“What?” You snap, feeling anxious all of a sudden. Is there something on your face? Does he suddenly and inexplicably find you ugly? Before you can spiral any further, Jason laughs gently.
“Nothin’. You just look so pretty like this.” He says, smiling softly at you.
Your frown deepens slightly as you glance down at yourself. Curled up on the couch, legs covered by a blanket. You’re not wearing anything special. Just some old pajamas. Not to mention, your bump is fucking huge. You feel like Eric Cartman. You can’t even see your feet.
“Um… are you sure?” You ask, just to make sure he’s not, like, concussed from last nights patrol or something.
Jay snorts and nods. “Pretty fuckin’ sure, gorgeous. I mean, look at you…” He trails off, standing up and making his way over to you.
He slides up next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close, your back pressing up against his broad chest. His hands slide down your sides before settling on your tummy.
You giggle softly, humming. “Oh yeah? That why you’ve been staring for the past hour?” You ask with an amused little grin. Jason just nods and tucks his face in the crook of your neck, almost like he wasn’t sure what to do with himself.
When you’d first found out you were pregnant, Jason had kind of… freaked out. He’d gotten into his head worrying about whether he’d be a good dad or not. But you guys talked it out, and ever since, he’s been an absolute godsend. Helping out even more around the apartment, going on late night food runs, taking you seriously even when you know you’re being a bit dramatic or hormonal. Basically the best boyfriend you can ask for.
Not to mention he’s still so attracted to you. Maybe even more attracted, since you got pregnant.
You’ve heard the horror stories. Partners suddenly not being into you when you get pregnant. You were pretty sure you had nothing to worry about, when you got pregnant.
By now, you know you don’t have to worry. Especially if the bulge pressing against your back right now is anything to go off of.
Honestly, ever since you got pregnant, he’s been absolutely insatiable. It’s crazy. Hands all over you, on your bump, on your swollen breasts. Absolutely everywhere, all day, every day.
You raise your brows. “Really, Jason?” You ask with a small snort. Jason lets out a truly pitiful little sigh.
“I can’t help it. You look so beautiful. You’re pregnant. With my baby.” He says, almost like he can’t believe it. He sounds almost like he’s pouting, annoyed that you’re calling him out on his behavior.
He rolls his hips forward a bit at his words, grinding against your back like he can’t even help it, the reminder too much for his poor heart. And dick.
Jay lets out a soft groan before he’s maneuvering you out of his lap and onto your back on the couch. He crouches back on his knees, looking down at you.
“Jesus…” He breathes out, more to himself than anything, before he’s leaning down over you, hands braced next to your head, and pressing his lips to yours.
He kisses you softly, lips gentle and needy against yours. He savors the connection, not parting for a long time. When he finally does part, it’s with a gasp on both of your ends. His lips automatically connect with your throat, sliding over your sensitive skin and occasionally leaving gentle little love bites.
Before you got pregnant, Jason would leave a lot more marks. Leave evidence of his claim on you, so that everyone knew you were his. But since you got pregnant, he hasn’t done it as much. Like he knows he has the most intimate claim on you now, and so he doesn’t need to show off as much anymore.
Jay lets out a soft moan at that line of thought, hands going up to cup your tits through your shirt. You’ve given up wearing a bra at this point, too swollen and tender for it to be worth it. He’s been absolutely loving it.
“God, baby, you’re so fucking sexy…” He breathes out, pushing your shirt up before removing it completely. You let him undress you, letting out a soft moan and squirming at suddenly being bare.
Your cheeks flush pink as he stares down at you for a moment, and you playfully shove his chest. “Stop staring, you pervert.” You demand jokingly. He just shakes his head as if to clear it before leaning down and pressing his lips to your tit, lips wrapping around one nipple to gently nip and suck as his hand goes to the other one, making sure not to neglect either, basking in the soft moans you let out when he does something really good.
Once he’s gotten a good taste of both your tits, he kisses further down your body. His lips trace down your tummy, lingering on the bump and making sure to pay lots of attention and give lots of kisses.
After Jay has absolutely lavished your bump in love and kisses, he remembers his end goal and keeps kissing down until he’s settled between your legs. He presses a kiss to your thigh, still covered by your pajama pants, before gently helping you lift your hips and removing your pajamas and panties.
He hums, admiring how wet you are for him for a moment, only leaning in when you let out a shaky groan and hook a knee over his shoulder, pulling him in.
He automatically presses a kiss to your clit before digging in. His tongue dips inside you for a moment to really taste, then he’s licking a wide stripe up your slit, tongue fully pressed down before he’s sucking your clit between his lips and swirling his tongue around it a few times.
His hands grip your thighs, keeping them spread as he devours you, moans leaving his lips almost as often as they fall from yours.
Next thing you know, Jason’s tongue is inside you, stroking and somehow hitting all the right spots, and you’re just so sensitive. You cum on his tongue, thighs clamping down over his ears as you cum with a shout of his name, your fingers twisting into his hair as you hold him close to your pussy.
He works you through it with gentle kisses and licks to your clit, finally pulling away with a soft laugh when you tug on his hair and whine.
“Alright, alright. My turn now, right ma?” He asks with a small grin. He’s completely pussy whipped, lips and chin coated in your slick and his pupils blown wide as he stares down at you like you’re an angel.
When you give him permission, he quickly sheds his pants and boxers, cock hard and leaking and already so sensitive from being trapped in his boxers for so long.
Jason let’s put a soft whine when the cool air meets his warm skin. He leans down, practically laying on top of you with his arms braced on either side of you. His head drops to rest on your chest as he pushes in with a soft whimper.
“Ah, shit. You feel so good, ma.” He says, words practically punched out of him. He stills the moment he’s all the way in, hips pressed flush to yours. Just basking in your searing warmth and the way you wrap your legs around his hips and your arms around his shoulders, fingers carding through his hair soothingly.
Then his hips are jerking, and the moment is over, because he’s panting and chasing his own high now, quick jerks of his hips. He’s so worked up from eating you out, got so much pleasure from your pleasure, that he really can’t help it.
He presses messy kisses to your neck as the tip of his cock presses equally messy kisses to the walls of your pussy. Soft moans leave his lips, mingling with the ones leaving your own mouth.
When Jason cums, it’s with a low moan, his eyes squeezed shut and bliss written all over his face.
“Oh, fuck!” He breathes out, voice tense and strained as he empties himself deep inside you. He stays still for a moment before pulling out and curling up on the couch beside you, pulling your body close to his.
“Shit, ma. Love you so much…” He breathes out sleepily, already tucking his face into the crook of your neck, ready for a nap.
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A/N: Whoo… Talk about an awkward ending…. I still don’t know how to end these honestly 😣. Thanks for all the requests being sent in! Sorry if this is like weird to put at the end of smut, but I’ve been having a hard last two days. my dog i’ve had since i was five was put down yesterday. it still. doesn’t feel real. foggy even though it happened yesterday, like it’s just a bad dream, until i go to sit on the couch and instinctively check to make sure she’s not there so i don’t sit on her, just to remember she’s never gonna be on the couch again. i keep forgetting it even happened. i’ve never lost a pet like this. sure, fish and a hamster, but it’s not the same. idk. but doing the requests has taken my mind off of it and all the support has been making me feel a lot better! so thank you for that, truly from the bottom of my heart 🩷
I heard that someone is accepting asks for Timothy 👀 So, here's my idea: Tim x bad luck! Reader; like, a crime scene, and oh! the reader is there and they just happen to use them as a suspect (when clearly isn't one), one of Gotham's rogue gallery: *escapes* and oh, Reader has been taken hostage again for being there. So the joke is Timbers is happy to save his partner ofc, but also can't believe that his partner is always there for some reason, It's mostly for humorous purposes, I feel, and that's it, thanks if you do it. -MJN
YAYAYAY I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS, THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST! 💋💋
Gn!Reader, sfw
Shit Out Of Luck
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“…Bruh.”
He should have expected it. Really, he should have. Firefly is holding up a Bat Burger at 2am. Why wouldn’t you be there? Why in the world would you be, yknow, in bed?
That’s where he thought you were. Peacefully sleeping in bed. But no, of course you’re there, peeking out from behind the counter with a look that wasn’t nearly as fearful as it should be.
Tim sighs and quickly takes down Firefly, helping all the customers who had hid before finally standing in front of you and holding out his hand with a grin.
“Funny seeing you here.” He says with an amused grin, laughing softly when you grab his hand and stand up.
“Oh, my hero!” You exclaim playfully, wrapping your arms around him. When he asks what you were doing at Bat Burger at 2 in the morning instead of being, yknow, asleep, you just sigh.
“I just wanted some fries…”
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Tim doesn’t even blink when he sees you.
The Riddler had taken some hostages in the local library, God knows why. When Tim goes to defuse the situation, he finds you among the hostages. Naturally.
The Riddler is pacing around, clearly annoyed that nobody has solved his riddle. Tim sighs and shakes his head.
When you spot him, you grin and wave at him happily. For a hostage, you don’t seem very scared. You’re probably used to it at this point. Honestly, Tim doesn’t even understand how you’ve been caught up in stuff like this so many times. It’s literally statistically impossible.
Still, he isn’t gonna complain about getting to save you. Anything to make himself seem cool to you, especially if it means he gets a few kisses as a reward.
He smiles at the thought, making his way over to Riddler, who goes relatively easily once Tim solves his riddle.
After the GCPD is called and everything is taken care of, Tim makes his way over to you, grinning cockily in that playful way he does.
“Guess I saved the day again, huh?” He asks, playfully pretending to flick long hair he doesn’t have over his shoulder. You snort and shake your head.
“Something like that. What, you think some great thanks are in order? You hardly even did anything. All you did was solve a stupid riddle. You didn’t even punch anything.” You say, trying not to laugh when he lets out a loud, dramatic gasp.
“Take that back!” He demands humorously. He knows you’re only joking, of course.
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Even knowing how often you get caught up in these situations, he hadn’t been expecting this.
“No!” He exclaims, reaching toward you in a futile attempt to do something. Push you out of the way, maybe take the shot in your place. He’s completely helpless, unable to fight back. He’d taken you out on a date to the mall, he hadn’t been expecting a rogue to show up. He can’t do anything to help.
He doesn’t make it in time.
He watches in horror as it hits you square in the chest, red beginning to drip down your stomach. You look down at yourself in dismay, like you can hardly believe what just happened.
“Are you fucking kidding me! This was a good shirt!”
Your annoyance is written all over your face. Fucking Condiment King.
Tim sighs softly. He loved that shirt. It was just a white tshirt, but it fit you beautifully. And now it’s ruined by ketchup being shot right on your chest.
“Oh, man.” He says, grabbing a napkin and attempting to clean you off. It doesn’t work. “Shit… I think it might be ruined.”
“You think?” You ask dryly.
You sigh, watching the cops take Condiment King away. What a fucking joke. You really need to stop being caught in situations like this.
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A/N: sorry if i freaked anyone out lol. feel free to leave any feedback or make any requests! this was very fun to write. if you liked this please like and reblog, it encourages me to write more! you don’t have to tho 🩷🩷🩷
If you have the chance please write something about overstimulating mark, Ill take any scraps, headcanons, drabble, thirst, fic
WE’RE SO BACK BITCHES
you’ve been at this a while, poor mark laid out on the bed, whining and squirming. his eyes were squeezed shut and the sheets underneath him were ripped from him grabbing at them so much. soft whines fell from his lips as his hips jerked forward then back, like he didn’t know if he wanted you to stop or continue. He whines out your name, opening his eyes to peer at you.
“please…” he mumbles, soft whimpers leaving his mouth as he pants. he’d already came once before, cum cooling on his tummy. you just coo and scoop some of it up off his stomach before using it to slick him up even more. when you thumb at the tip of his cock, rubbing at the slit, his whole body jerks and he lets out a little sob.
you coo gently and lean down to press a kiss to his lips. he kisses you back desperately, hips rolling up into your hand.
“please, please…” he whimpers out, brows furrowing and his eyes squeezing shut again.
“please what?” you ask, amusement clear in your voice. when he doesn’t respond, you squeeze his cock a little bit tighter and he lets out a choked noise. he was so sensitive. too bad you didn’t plan on stopping any time soon.
uhhhh epic ending the end. sorry i’m a bit rusty yall i haven’t written anything like this in a while. school started up again and it was just my birthdaey, so ive been busy but hopefully ill get more writing in soon! i’ve been saying that for forever but maybe this time it’ll be true lol. feel free to send in any requests and ill try to get to them!
Hello! This is my intro post! My name is Lyra, I go by she/her, and I write for Naruto mainly, but some Invincible and DC and other stuff.
Some favs:
Obito Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Minato Namikaze, Kakashi Hatake, Gaara, Kankuro, Madara Uchiha, Hal Jordan, Roy Harper, Guy Gardner, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Clark Kent, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Bruce Wayne, John Constantine, Zatanna Zatara, Mark Grayson, Rex Splode, Eve Wilkins
I’m probably forgetting some other ones.
If you want me to write about them but they aren’t on that list just send me an ask 🩷
Feel free to send in requests, I’m still in school so I’m not sure if or when I’ll get to them, but I’ll certainly try. Also feel free to leave some constructive criticism, I love feedback to help me get better at writing!
ugh sorry i haven’t written anything in like forever ive been so busy and unmotivated but my gymnastics season just ended and summers gonna start soon so im probably gonna be writing a lot more now!! 😋😼
Guys… I’m back. feel free to send in some asks. i’ve been kinda on a jojos kick recently so maybe send some jojos asks if you’d like!! my laptop is broken so im gonna be writing on my phone but like its worth it lowk
