hey does anyone know any fan fics were nightwing is like crazy protective over his brothers like kill bad guys protective if so pls send namesðŸ˜
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hey does anyone know any fan fics were nightwing is like crazy protective over his brothers like kill bad guys protective if so pls send namesðŸ˜
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but he, didn’t make Renegade.
You did.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Non-Consensual Drug Use, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Breeding, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Intersex Omegas, Sex Toys, Objectification, Humiliation, Cock Cages, Implied Childhood Sexual Abuse, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Sexual Slavery, Knotting, Knotting Dildos, Dark Dick Grayson, referenced somnophilia, Bruce Wayne is Owlman, Dacryphilia, Implied/Referenced Pet Play, Earth-3, dick grayson is talon, Bottom Jason Todd, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Series: Part 2 of Earth-Crossed Summary:
(Probably don't have to read the first part. It's not deep. Shameless smut.)
Jason’s breath starts to come faster as he desperately twists his wrists and tries to wriggle his fingers out of their bonds.
He can’t use his hands. He can’t use his teeth. He can’t use his legs.
Panic gives way to terror as he takes stalk of the condition of the rest of his body. The pulsing bite at his mating gland is bad but not nearly so much as the six, dully aching incisions he finds at the exact locations of the six subdermal micro-trackers embedded in his skin. He can only hope that their removal triggered the alert that he’s in danger.