Four delightfully delicious prompts for you to chew on each day, with a bonus encore prompt from last year! A huge thank you to everyone who voted; we cannot wait to see what you all come up with 🩵🩵
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OMEGA DICK WEEK PROMPTS
8/4 Day One: Alpha Bonds Dick to Save his Life | Worshipped/Revered Omega |Dick is Extremely Fertile | Lactation | BONUS: Reverse Robins
8/5 Day Two: Dick Oblivious to Courting | Baby Trapping | Hyper Competent Dick | Arranged Marriage/Mating | BONUS: Drugged Heat
8/6 Day Three: Dick's Scent Sends Alphas into a Frenzy | Forced to Hide That He's an Omega | Everybody Wants Dick Grayson | Dick Sharing a Heat With An Eager Younger Alpha | BONUS: Heat During a Mission
8/7 Day Four: Omega Can't Stop Coming While Knotted | Free Use Omega | Omega Dick Transported to a Non-A/O/B Universe | Pussy Spanking | BONUS: Breeding
8/8 Day Five: Nesting/Nest Building | Omegas Breastfeed the Pack Pups | Co-Parenting with an Enemy | Pup/Baby Fever | BONUS: Protective Instincts
8/9 Day Six: Hurting The Pack Omega To Hurt The Pack | Dick Using his Body to Bargain |Omega Talon | Late/Surprise Presentation | BONUS: Courting Rituals
8/10 Day Seven: Dick Needs a Bodyguard Because He has a Stalker | Alpha Rescues Dick from Other Alphas | Competing to be Dick's Mate | (Over)protective Bats | BONUS: FREE DAY!
A little SFW short story of Dick's nesting habits with his younger brothers as Jason helps enable him.
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Jason watched with a growing sense of despondency as Dick began rifling through the linen closet. He knew what this meant. Dick was approaching his nesting time, and all should fear for their productivity.
Dick’s heats had always been rather mild, but his nesting instincts were incredibly strong. Jason had learned that from a young age. He’d first met Dick when the omega blew into the manor, snatching everything soft and cuddly (including a young Jason) and hunkered down into the living room.
Jason learned the living room was chosen because it was easier to snag Bruce and Alfred when the two older men checked on them out of curiosity. For several years Jason was subjected to the heat affections of Dick Grayson (Jason would never admit how much he enjoyed it back then). And years later, when Jason returned to the family years, Dick had craftily (easily) tricked him right back into the omega’s nest.
Dick sniffed and dropped blankets according to some internal system of ranking that Jason was not privy to. He collected various items from the living room and guest bedroom (where Tim and Damian regularly slept).
As he gathered the blankets up, Jason dutifully stripped off his current shirt and handed it over without question, and made his way to the bedroom. Now Jason could finally start his own prep for Dick’s upcoming heat. Making sure they had all the groceries and precooked meals.
He left Dick to his fussy nest building and began his inventory of the kitchen.
***
“What the fuck are you doing in here brat?” Jason demanded as he eyed the young alpha in his nest.
“Richard said I could stay for a bit while I scented a few items for his heat,” Damian sniffed as he hunkered down in the nest of blankets and clothes that Dick had made.
“Well great, mission accomplished, your scent is all over the damn place, so get out!” Jason reached for him, and barely snatched his hand back in time to avoid Dick’s snapping teeth.
“Richard likes me here,” the little alpha smirked.
“Ugh, yo– Dickie, can you please finish your snuggling and get him out.”
Dick’s pupils focused on Jason, and– okay, yeah rational thought had left the omega train station.
“Damian, you can't stay. You know you are too old for this,” Jason tried reasoning.
Damian's self assured smirk faltered at the statement and he shifted about in the clutch of Dick's arms. “I really did just stop by to help.”
“Alright,” Jason sighed reluctantly, “let me go see if I even have enough supplies for three.”
***
He didn't, but also wasn't sure if he really wanted to run to the grocery store again either, so he outsourced.
Tim was a flighty creature but he was not cruel. Jason just had to ask and withhold a bit of info in order to get the beta to show up.
“Timbit, good to see you,” Jason yanked the younger man through the threshold before he could dodge.
“Um, yeah, you texted ‘Dick needs help, bring lots of spicy pad thai. Is Dick okay?”
“Oh uh yeah, he's in the room. Can you go check on him?”
Tim eyed him suspiciously but handed over the four bags of take out, toed off his shoes, and opened the door.
“Oh shit–” Tim tried to turn, to run, to escape, but Dick was faster. The omega snatched Tim by the back of the collar.
Tim tried ditching his shirt by going limp and raising his arms to escape, and it might have worked to distract the omega, but Jason stuck out a foot and tripped Tim to the ground.
The beta still scrambled across the floor trying to escape the heated and nesting omega, but Dick snatched a foot and dragged him inside.
Jason smiled as he stood in the doorway and snapped a picture of Dick nuzzling a grumpy Tim while Damian dozed peacefully beside them.
He quickly shot off the picture to Cass, knowing she'd take the invitation for what it was.
>>Need more food?<< she texted back.
>>Tim brought twelve orders of pad thai<<
>>be there in 10 Steph too<<
It wasn't Jason's original plan for handling Dick's heat but Jason was adaptable. ❤️
Day 7: Free Day! So I drew Bruce and Dick dancing to "Does Your Mother Know?" from the Mamma Mia soundtrack specifically!! Been loving looking at the things this week!
Jason knows it's a bad idea, even as he pushes the door open. He knows and yet he does it anyway because he doesn't have it in him to ignore the truly miserable scent coming from the room.
He takes a step over the threshold and ice blue eyes immediately lock onto him, even through the heat clouding them. A warning growl starts, low and dangerous, clearly reading go away, I bite . But Jason stays where he is, even though the growl makes him flinch slightly and his own scent floods with not a threat, please don't hurt me . Jason sees the exact moment the scent of distressed pup hits Dick because his eyes blow wide and the growl suddenly cuts out.
There are several long moments where they just stare at each other; Jason in the still open doorway and Dick peeking out over the edge of his nest, before Dick lets out a very rough sounding chuff.
Jason jolts forward almost automatically, it's a sound he hasn't heard since his mom died and he's powerless to ignore it. The door shuts again behind him as Dick reaches out a hand and then pulls him into the nest once he's close enough. Jason lets himself be bundled up in the spare blankets as Dick drags his chin over his curls to scent him. Dick's scent eases slightly as he does so, the miserable scent mellowing into something more neutral.
"What're you doing in here, little wing?" Dick mumbles as he starts running his fingers gently through the tangles in Jason's hair. "I thought Bruce told you to stay away this week."
