Fics with omega Tim (and all the rest being alphas) are kinda...bland? or is it just me?? like idk they are just so aggressively heterosexual. Tim is a delicate princess who needs his big strong alphas : /
YES anon you fucking GET ME. I stopped looking for bottom Tim fics BC they were all like, the action happening in the background while Tim gazed longingly out the window wondering when his Assigned Top For The Fic was going to find him and take him away to Location where Tim could raise their babies. Just complete nuking of his actual characterisation in favour of Fandom Uke. Dick gets it as well, which is why I don't seek out bottom Dick stuff.
Jay tends to get it a little less, I think because his canon personality is so aggressively anti-that characterisation, so I'll still seek out bottom Jay stuff. My condolences to fans of omega Tim and Dick though, it must be very difficult finding decently characterised fic
*Wheezes* There was a comic on Pixiv where Ozymandias and Arjuna are talking. Ozy suddenly ruffles Arjuna's hair and Arjuna gets indignant. Karna has been off to the side watching them talk. He comes up behind Arjuna and starts ruffling his hair. (I'm not sure if Karna was a bit jealous cuz Arjuna wouldn't let him do that or if it just never occurred to him to try. Either way, the expressions were hilarious.) Arjuna gets even more indignant. Ozy looks amused.
This is great stuff and I agree with a lot of it!! But mainly every single finnrey scene YES SAME. Lol some of the ship tag was so upset about their lack of physical interactions, but I thought there was so much??? Just they way they said each other's names and you could tell the physically missed each other so much. so soft and pure... And then bury me in that hug t b h
RIGHT like, and it makes sense they would be separated. god and when poe was like “any questions” and finn immediately upon waking up being like “WHERES REY” sdlkasjdlskjamdlkajsdlkasdj fu ck OR when he goes to the pods and and rose is like DESERTER and tasers him, i was screaming internally sm bc UM EXCUSE U, HE IS NO DESERTER HE IS BEING LOYAL
TO
HIS
H E A R T
,,,,,,... anyway. lol yeah and a lot of people are upset with the finn and rose implications but tbh i saw none of that when i saw it ? ? finn clearly wasn't into the kiss and their interactions were aggressively BFF to me ? so like if it happens, it is gonna be a one-sided thing from rose (which could be interesting)
heck the whole thing could also be read as being a giant parallel to the first film, in that in TFA you had rey longing for connection and latching super fast on finn bc of that...and here in TLJ you had her latching onto the hope of being kylos ally, but in this case, cause it is the darker movie, that backfired on her.
so tldr basically the whole movie is rlly statement on how finnrey is better than reylo :pp *shot*
Sometimes I get really upset that you converted me to bottom Jason because I love bottom Tim (because my favorite character is always the one that gets railed) but now because I love both bottom Jason and Tim so much, I can never win with JayTim fics because I am indecisive with who gets to bottom and can’t decide 😭 and I can never get both of them as bottoms while being shipped together. You’ve ruined me Dae,,,,,,and I love you for it. Thanks for everything you’ve written!
Ahaha, I’ve had people get up me for converting them to lac kink, but I don’t think I’ve ever converted someone to bottom!Jay! Give me a second whilst I cross it off my bucket list...
tbh while I like me a top!Tim, the idea that their first time went as below is deeply hilarious:
It’s not Tim’s fault! It isn’t! Yeah, sure, leaning into stereotypes is bad, but they’re there for a reason, especially in the LGBT community, and Jason is big all over, and cultivates a presence that makes him seem twice as large, and wears a lot of leather...
Sure, there are other things they could do - he’s been fantasising about getting his mouth around Jason’s cock ever since he started fantasising, it feels like - but he’s really had his heart set on getting fucked. He’d cleaned himself out and everything! Even snuck off during patrol to ... help things along, just in case they were too impatient to wait for proper stretching and foreplay once they were back at his place. Tim’s planned his seduction of Jason meticulously.
Jason insisting on going to his place was the first bump in the road. It hadn’t been enough to throw Tim entirely off his rhythm - if fighting with Young Justice taught him anything it was how to adapt plans on the fly - but it had left him with a weird feeling in his stomach, like when you think there’s one more step in a staircase than there actually is, and you wind up slamming your foot down. An unexpected stumbling block.
Jason had been so nervous, offering Tim a drink, that Tim hadn’t been able to stop himself from throwing his arms around Jason’s neck and pulling him into a kiss. Things had got better from there; patrol had been successful and easy, had left Tim’s blood feeling like it was boiling just beneath his skin, and from the way Jason had roused so rapidly, he’d assumed the same of him.
Jason allowing Tim to push him onto his bed had raised a red flag, but Tim had overlooked it, already imagining riding Jason, Jason’s big hands digging into his hips, bruising him up until Jason’s control snapped and he rolled them over and fucked Tim through the mattress. He could already feel the way his thighs and ass would hurt tomorrow, the way the muscle would pull whenever he walked. Steph was on standby to take his patrol, having been bribed weeks ago when Tim had invited her along to breakfasts at Jason’s (he makes amazing waffles. Steph had taken a bite and nodded solemnly at Tim, even as Jason had turned away to start washing the dishes. He’d been wearing an apron. Steph had got it).
Positioning had taken a while. Jason kept moving weirdly. Tim had thought that he’d just wanted to grind, and yeah, Tim could see the appeal in that (oh, fuck, he’s gotta do that the next time they share patrol, crowding Jason up against a random rooftop and grinding against the Red Hood until they both come... fuck yeah, that’s an idea) but he’d come with a goal and it’s getting that deliciously thick cock inside of himself.
He’d finally settled on Jason’s stomach, reached behind him for Jason’s cock, ready to back up onto it when Jason’s big hands had landed on his hips (fuck yes) and stopped him (fuck no).
“Um. I think we’re. We should talk.”
Tim stared down at Jason, slack-jawed. “I’m literally about to ride you through the bed and you hit me with that?”
“Yeah, about that. I.” He swallowed and Tim zeroed in on the way his Adam’s apple bobbed. “I prefer to bottom?”
“What.”
“I don’t have to - yes. Yes, I don’t like topping. OK?”
Tim dropped Jason’s dick. This wasn’t a conversation he could have while holding that big, thick... Down, boy. “You’re a bottom?”
“Yes.”
Tim buried his head in his hands and muffled a scream. “But you’re so!”
“So what?”
“Butch!” Tim cried, flapping his hands at Jason’s everything. “I think I could be forgiven for expecting-”
Jason’s expression cooled. “You don’t have to-”
“No!” Tim slammed his hands onto Jason’s shoulders, forced him flat on the bed. “No, wait, shit, I’m sorry. I still want to have sex with you. I just. I really wanted to be fucked.”
Jason’s face twisted. “Oh. But. The way you’re with the Titans - I’d assumed.”
Tim gave a slightly hysterical laugh. “You know what they say about that!”
Jason snorted and Tim felt his muscles relax. “Yeah. Looks like we both got bit by it.” He rubbed his thumbs back and forth over Tim’s hip bones. All things considered, Tim’s erection should really be flagging by now, but behold the power of the naked Jason Todd. He buried his face between Jason’s pecs and sighed.
There was a long beat of silence.
“Um,” Jason broke it. “I think I have a way we could still?”
Tim twisted so that he could look Jason in the face. “Hrm?”
A blush slowly crept up Jason’s throat. “I have, a. Um. Double-sided...?”
Tim felt a wicked smile creep across his face. “Show me.”
Yes please! If it is not too much trouble. I don't mean to bother you.
("Lauren aren't you meant to be paying attention to your training?"
You shut your mouths)
NB: a continuation of Dick and Jason's first meeting in the Punishment AU
Jason doesn't want this. (He never wanted any of this. He just wanted to be safe and warm and keep his mum alive. He'd just wanted to get enough food for the both of them to make it through the next morning--or her, at least, if she had enough food then she could go to work, the few things Jason could do weren't enough to cover rent, they needed her job and she needed her strength. But then Bruce had found him and taken him and he knows that mum is probably dead, has probably starved without him bringing her food and making sure she eats, but Bruce won't tell him and won't let him go to find out even though he promises, he swears that he'll come right back, he knows he's got trackers in him, he wouldn't leave, he wouldn't, but he isn't trustworthy enough, Bruce doesn't believe him, can't believe him, and he doesn't know what to do to make Bruce believe him...)
Everyone in Gotham knows of the Owls. Everyone in Gotham knows of the Waynes. Everyone knows of Dick Wayne. People in the middle-to-upper socioeconomic side of things, they all love him--people like Jason don't have the luxury of ignoring the feral animal in his eyes, of allowing themselves to be swept away by the glitz and glamour that's no more substantial than fog. Bruce is a blank slate, an approximation of a person papered over a void and he does creep the fuck out of Jason, but he doesn't scare Jason like Dick does.
They're both the type of person that would pull the wings off a fly, but Bruce would only do it until he understood everything about the fly and its wings and then he'd stop. Dick, Dick would enjoy it.
No capes AU. Tiny Jason doesn’t understand why his new friend at school is always trying to feed him, but he does love food. Tim can’t wait until his omega is nice and plump and ready to carry his litters. One way or another, Tim will have a family that will never leave him.
"Oh."
Jason looks up. A kid is staring at him. Typical. He goes back to eating the sandwich Alfred had packed for him.
"Hi!"
Jason looks around. He's been pretty firmly ostracized by the other kids at Gotham Academy, and so his lunch table has been given a wide berth. There's no one else this kid could be talking to.
"Hi?"
The kid is nearly the same size Jason is, which probably means he's a couple of years younger than him. Jason sniffs, as discreetly as he can manage, but these rich assholes spray everyone and everything with perfume in the name of proprietary and he can't make out anything.
The kid grins and sits down next to Jason, apparently taking his confused response as 'hello, I am delighted to see and speak with you'. "You're new."
It feels like every fucking person here knows what Jason's origins are and why he's here, so it's pretty much scraping the bottom of the barrel, but at least compared to the subtle vitriol he's heard muttered, this kid at least gives Jason the respect of not pretending to not know.
"Uh-huh," Jason grunts.
"I know - uh, well. Here!" He puts a brownie wrapped in cling film down next to Jason's hand. "A ... welcome gift. I'm Tim."
Jason's got rules about accepting food from strangers, but a rich kid ain't likely to do any of those things - not while they're in public, anyway - and, well, to be honest, it's a really fucking good looking brownie. Thick and obviously fudgy and it even has visible chunks of chocolate.
"Thanks," he settles on, keeping his tone neutral, but Tim grins like Jason had fallen to his knees weeping in gratitude.
"How are you liking classes so far?"
OK, clearly, he's lonely as hell. And, well, younger or not, it's nice to talk to somebody who a) doesn't just ignore him and b) doesn't look at him like he's the scum of the Earth.
I know Jason’s the sub to Dick’s dom, but if it was FemJay would she also be a sub? If FemJay were in a relationship with FemDick I can see her as a sub, but I get unsure when I try to imagine her in a heterosexual relationship.
Hmm hmm hmmmm. Before I go any further I want to acknowledge the fact that I'm equating dominate/agressive/masculine and submissive/vulnerable/feminine. I'm aware that gender isn't like that, and I could word this better, but I can't think of how atm.
I like writing Jay as a sub because I see him as a character that very consciously performs masculinity, and I like to challenge that and "force" him past that front into genuine reactions (which is why I love to put him in situations where he's feminised to a degree). lady!Jay is a beast of a different colour, because while Jay fronts as all masculine all the time and neglects, hides, or refuses to acknowledge the existence of traits within himself that aren't traditionally uber-masculine, lady!Jay is forced between presenting as and playing up her traditionally feminine traits that society expects her to have, and her more masculine traits that she shares with canon!Jay. In a way, she'd already be where I like to force canon!Jay to go, so it's not as interesting for me to take her there.
I think lady!Jay would tend to present more masculine traits as a defensive mechanism. None of the societies in which she's existed are very respectful of vulnerability and a lot of traditionally feminine actions involves making yourself vulnerable, whether emotionally or otherwise. She doesn't get to be safe often, and so she'd lock away traits that could compromise her.
And that would carry over into her actions during sex. It'd be nice to write out a long, romantic fic that was about her and her partner learning each other and becoming vulnerable together and her allowing herself freedom to explore more submissive actions during sex.
oh man I know you said that this is a no capes au but can you imagine how dick and tim and all would react to Jason after a dip in the Lazarus pit? when he’s STACKED
Pre Lazarus Jay: cute babbu omega. Cute but kinda betaish.
Post Lazarus Jay: HE COULD CRACK MY SKULL WITH HIS THIGHS AND I WOULD THANK HIM. Sturdy, healthy body with the curves of a god. Makes Dick and Tim run into walls and poles whenever they catch sight of him and they're not prepared for it.
