atlas

(on break still posting :3) just a silly lil dude

[unkn0wnhum4n]

abt me

hello stranger or friend on tumblr. i'm atlas or unknown. i make dc fics but i can do whatever im hungry for. call me whatever pronouns and whatever gender, im fine with whatever.

i take requests(just ask me) and my baby boy kurt can do no wrong in my eyes.

i do have headcanons that some may or may not agree with. but i try to be as whimscal as i can in any fandom. angst, smut, and fluff are dealings i deal.

my head canons:

normal headie

omegaverse batboys

batboys in wha-

batboys with KITTY ! ! !

i also write fics, sometimes pieces sometimes just one part things. so here are those.

roy harper :

make my heart grow?

bruce wayne:

why keep the crib?

broken brain.

two leeches

best meats

timothy drake:

lets hack part1

lets hack part2

oh monster..

jason todd:

burn baby burn

a thug that cares(old)

use me?

hii junkie

wally west:

keep snowing babe!

down boy down!!!

dick grayson:

his whale<3

and ofc im in more then just this fandom. but i mostly work with dc comics!

other fandoms:

us? eagle files(rdr2)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

「 ✧ dragon fucker prince charming ✧ 」

tw: prince charming dick grayson x dragon demihuman reader, dragon fucker, small dick grayson x big reader, gender neutral but more pressed towards male reader, no 'he'/'she' only 'you' when writing for reader, kidnapping, screams, fluffy fluff, one shot.

tales of dragons lusting for gold stretch far and wide. greedy creatures they are. you..are.

but with such long lives, it is bound to be lonely. trinkets of gold coins and shining jewels can only numb the ache for so long. so you left your hoard. your haven, for the first time in centuries.

the humans knew to leave you be. as you flew out, feeling the sluggish ache in your wings. as you flew you couldn't help but be curious.

a kingdom.

a kingdom where there once was only a settlement of humans. small little huts now large manors and streets bustling with life. young and old, rich and poor.

the laughter and noise turned into screams and yells.

"the beast is up from its slumber!"

one yelled.

making you huff.

right. mortals. humans. they saw you as a creature of death and bloodshed. which only made the ache for companionship grow. you tucked your wings. diving down into the castle.

for riches, for anger, you didn't care at this point.

but you paused. a man. a small crown on his head. with jewels that should have caught your eye but instead..you only saw him.

him. ours. our mate.

the voices in your head yelled. yours jaws latched open. before grabbing him inside. not biting down. as if you would harm such a jewel you just found.

but carrying. carrying him as you turned. flying back to your hoard. uncaring for the debris and mess you left in your wake.

you brought him to your home. a home that would now be his as well. setting him gently on the gold coins of your hoard.

your eyes gleaming with a shine of interest and also curiosity.

"you were once a prince your mortal. now you shall live as a prince of my heart, and treasure."

you huffed.

as the weeks passed your mate's true colors began to shine. smart and clever he was. dick, was his name. an odd one, but one you loved anyway.

you liked to follow him as he walked around the cavern of your home. following him like a stray hatchling.

life with your mate was great. you were sweet and caring. promising that you would never lay a hand on another without cause.

dick loved you back in his own way. cleaning your scales when he thought you were asleep. his eyes lingering on you when you were in your mortal form.

oh your mortal form. you used to detest it with all your heart. but now you walked in it like it was the skin you were born it. and dick loved it just as much as you.

with the way you and him would bed. he loved the double of your..assets.

"double the challenge, double the fun, my love."

dick would purr.

making you flush and whimper. but at least you found him in the end. your mate..your prince charming.

((just now noticing that the only times i do big x small tropes is for dicky d over here. also yea reader has two cocks or clits. whatever floats your boat.

dragons are technically just overgrown lizards aren't they? anyway..we ball. atlas out!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[aturzz]

"dick, was his name. an odd one, but one you loved anyway." LMAO

[unkn0wnhum4n]

i love well written fantasy AUs.

i personally see one where hal jordan is a jester of just a count who the royal family(bat family) somehow know.

[unkn0wnhum4n]

tim as shane hollander and conner as ilya is a fic i need. and a fic i shall dream of on my death bed.

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

「 ✧ dragon fucker prince charming ✧ 」

tw: prince charming dick grayson x dragon demihuman reader, dragon fucker, small dick grayson x big reader, gender neutral but more pressed towards male reader, no 'he'/'she' only 'you' when writing for reader, kidnapping, screams, fluffy fluff, one shot.

tales of dragons lusting for gold stretch far and wide. greedy creatures they are. you..are.

but with such long lives, it is bound to be lonely. trinkets of gold coins and shining jewels can only numb the ache for so long. so you left your hoard. your haven, for the first time in centuries.

the humans knew to leave you be. as you flew out, feeling the sluggish ache in your wings. as you flew you couldn't help but be curious.

a kingdom.

a kingdom where there once was only a settlement of humans. small little huts now large manors and streets bustling with life. young and old, rich and poor.

the laughter and noise turned into screams and yells.

"the beast is up from its slumber!"

one yelled.

making you huff.

right. mortals. humans. they saw you as a creature of death and bloodshed. which only made the ache for companionship grow. you tucked your wings. diving down into the castle.

for riches, for anger, you didn't care at this point.

but you paused. a man. a small crown on his head. with jewels that should have caught your eye but instead..you only saw him.

him. ours. our mate.

the voices in your head yelled. yours jaws latched open. before grabbing him inside. not biting down. as if you would harm such a jewel you just found.

but carrying. carrying him as you turned. flying back to your hoard. uncaring for the debris and mess you left in your wake.

you brought him to your home. a home that would now be his as well. setting him gently on the gold coins of your hoard.

your eyes gleaming with a shine of interest and also curiosity.

"you were once a prince your mortal. now you shall live as a prince of my heart, and treasure."

you huffed.

as the weeks passed your mate's true colors began to shine. smart and clever he was. dick, was his name. an odd one, but one you loved anyway.

you liked to follow him as he walked around the cavern of your home. following him like a stray hatchling.

life with your mate was great. you were sweet and caring. promising that you would never lay a hand on another without cause.

dick loved you back in his own way. cleaning your scales when he thought you were asleep. his eyes lingering on you when you were in your mortal form.

oh your mortal form. you used to detest it with all your heart. but now you walked in it like it was the skin you were born it. and dick loved it just as much as you.

with the way you and him would bed. he loved the double of your..assets.

"double the challenge, double the fun, my love."

dick would purr.

making you flush and whimper. but at least you found him in the end. your mate..your prince charming.

((just now noticing that the only times i do big x small tropes is for dicky d over here. also yea reader has two cocks or clits. whatever floats your boat.

dragons are technically just overgrown lizards aren't they? anyway..we ball. atlas out!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

☽੭୧ two leeches? ੭୧☾

tw: bruce wayne x reader, vampire bruce x vampire reader, both of yall are rulers together, first vampire bruce wayne x spouse vampire reader, edgy wording, blood, biting, no 'he'/'she' only 'you', gender neutral reader, fluff fluff fluff FLUFF, one shot.

you felt him before you heard. your scarlet eyes shot open, pausing when you felt cold hands wrap around your waist from behind. before a face buried it self in your neck.

"who dares..?"

you groan softly. a tease and a jest. there was only one being ever daring to go into your private bedchambers.

bruce chuckled. his fangs ever so gently gliding across the skin of your neck. not bothering to answer in his words at least. "how did the negotiations with the mortals go?"

"it...could have been better."

"will they acknowledge what we've built as ours?" you shoot back quick, no longer feeling the grip of slumber on your bones.

"they will. as long as the lesser spawn calm themselves."

he muttered. shedding his cloak before moving to climb on top of you.

a soft sigh of relief left before you could catch yourself. your empire of vampires were finally..somewhat safe. away from the clutches of mortals who thought your kind to be in dealings with the devil himself.

slowly your arms wrapped around bruce's neck while your body shifted. laying on your back. plush against the pillows. "your scent has faded from the sheets."

"then let us fix that."

"us?" you purred back, raising an eyebrow that got you a wry smile in return. clawed hands shifted. tangling into bruce's locks as he was pulled into a deep kiss.

your eyes fluttering shut as it was deepened, but the smile on your face didn't leave.

"you just got back, did you not?"

bruce hummed.

"must i answer a question you already know?" he muttered, pulling back to watch as your gaze opened to meet his eyes.

"it would put my cold heart as ease if you did." you responded. cocking your head a bit to the side.

bruce smiled. pressing a kiss to your head. "you want to know how long you have me to yourself."

"indeed."

((i was watching castlevania again. mb for the long break, i got better but then classes got worse. also trying to make my words more 'creative' hope i did well :p))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[aturzz]

love how you portrait their conversation

[unkn0wnhum4n]

literally sat staring at my screen and suddenly we have a fic written.

[unkn0wnhum4n]

☽੭୧ two leeches? ੭୧☾

tw: bruce wayne x reader, vampire bruce x vampire reader, both of yall are rulers together, first vampire bruce wayne x spouse vampire reader, edgy wording, blood, biting, no 'he'/'she' only 'you', gender neutral reader, fluff fluff fluff FLUFF, one shot.

you felt him before you heard. your scarlet eyes shot open, pausing when you felt cold hands wrap around your waist from behind. before a face buried it self in your neck.

"who dares..?"

you groan softly. a tease and a jest. there was only one being ever daring to go into your private bedchambers.

bruce chuckled. his fangs ever so gently gliding across the skin of your neck. not bothering to answer in his words at least. "how did the negotiations with the mortals go?"

"it...could have been better."

"will they acknowledge what we've built as ours?" you shoot back quick, no longer feeling the grip of slumber on your bones.

"they will. as long as the lesser spawn calm themselves."

he muttered. shedding his cloak before moving to climb on top of you.

a soft sigh of relief left before you could catch yourself. your empire of vampires were finally..somewhat safe. away from the clutches of mortals who thought your kind to be in dealings with the devil himself.

slowly your arms wrapped around bruce's neck while your body shifted. laying on your back. plush against the pillows. "your scent has faded from the sheets."

"then let us fix that."

"us?" you purred back, raising an eyebrow that got you a wry smile in return. clawed hands shifted. tangling into bruce's locks as he was pulled into a deep kiss.

your eyes fluttering shut as it was deepened, but the smile on your face didn't leave.

"you just got back, did you not?"

bruce hummed.

"must i answer a question you already know?" he muttered, pulling back to watch as your gaze opened to meet his eyes.

"it would put my cold heart as ease if you did." you responded. cocking your head a bit to the side.

bruce smiled. pressing a kiss to your head. "you want to know how long you have me to yourself."

"indeed."

((i was watching castlevania again. mb for the long break, i got better but then classes got worse. also trying to make my words more 'creative' hope i did well :p))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ hii junkie ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹

tw: junkie himbo artist x frat jason todd, drugs, weed, sex, smut, male reader(supposed to be but i'll still use 'you' for reader), mlm, writing mostly from jason's pov, college au, talk of head(you giving), caretaker jason, fic for more humor than anything else, one shot fic.

this..fucking...asshole...

takeout lying on the coffee table like it lived there and paid rent, paint somehow on the ceiling, and you. high off your mind giggling while you stared off into who knows what.

"the fuck is this-!?"

he hissed, before his anger turned into amusement as you just gave a thumbs up.

'fuckin' junkie.'

but..his junkie. somehow jay had gotten the short end of the stick when it came to a dormie. the dude so high off his ass that people didn't know if he was just high or brain dead.

and the things you did made jason feel like he was already growing greys in his hair. cleaning up? something that never ran through that foggy mind of yours.

didn't help that somehow..somehow, you managed to cock block him every single time he brought someone over. EVERY ONE.

he sighed, running a hand down his face before back up into his hair.

"alright alright..we can do this." i can do this. just clean up this biohazard of a living room.

"heyyy jayy!~" his eyes snapped to you. gosh that stupid voice of yours made him want to strangle you and kiss you breathless.

"what do you want hughie the hippy?"

you grumbled, slowly shifting onto your stomach with all the grace of a cat that didn't know it's own body.

"mn...theres a tent in your pants, handsome." you purred.

yeah of course there was. because he was dealing with you.

the stupid dude that somehow always has his hands covered in paint, yet was still hot. that was you. an eye candy for the eyes but a fucking train wreak with legs and a mouth that didn't know when to shut up.

"afternoon head sounds nice" you whined. making jason sigh. "you suck at head."

that was a lie. one even you could figure out even in your current state.

you knew how to play him like jason was made to be played. he remembers your tongue better than he remembers the hell he even had for breakfast.

you'd have him whimpering and running hands through those locks while you muttered bout shit that didn't even make sense.

"i can handle it, dickwad." jay added on.

"but i wanna handle it."

he stared, debating it for a second until he sees the joints burned into the carpet. right. that.

"how high are you?" he asked. the question sounding dumb even to jay. jason watched, watching as he could literally see your mind take the steps to understand his four words.

"hi..how are you."

oh he was going to strangle you.

((no hate to junkies, i just really like a fwb junkie reader x frat boy jay. i also wanted to do a eddie mud x caretaker loser boy reader. but me and stranger things don't work well..

so we ball with comics. atlas out!!!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[aturzz]

chat we got atlas writing smut before gta 6

[unkn0wnhum4n]

at this point we'll have another rdr before gta. like rockstar, what the hell.

[unkn0wnhum4n]

⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ hii junkie ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹

tw: junkie himbo artist x frat jason todd, drugs, weed, sex, smut, male reader(supposed to be but i'll still use 'you' for reader), mlm, writing mostly from jason's pov, college au, talk of head(you giving), caretaker jason, fic for more humor than anything else, one shot fic.

this..fucking...asshole...

takeout lying on the coffee table like it lived there and paid rent, paint somehow on the ceiling, and you. high off your mind giggling while you stared off into who knows what.

"the fuck is this-!?"

he hissed, before his anger turned into amusement as you just gave a thumbs up.

'fuckin' junkie.'

but..his junkie. somehow jay had gotten the short end of the stick when it came to a dormie. the dude so high off his ass that people didn't know if he was just high or brain dead.

and the things you did made jason feel like he was already growing greys in his hair. cleaning up? something that never ran through that foggy mind of yours.

didn't help that somehow..somehow, you managed to cock block him every single time he brought someone over. EVERY ONE.

he sighed, running a hand down his face before back up into his hair.

"alright alright..we can do this." i can do this. just clean up this biohazard of a living room.

"heyyy jayy!~" his eyes snapped to you. gosh that stupid voice of yours made him want to strangle you and kiss you breathless.

"what do you want hughie the hippy?"

you grumbled, slowly shifting onto your stomach with all the grace of a cat that didn't know it's own body.

"mn...theres a tent in your pants, handsome." you purred.

yeah of course there was. because he was dealing with you.

the stupid dude that somehow always has his hands covered in paint, yet was still hot. that was you. an eye candy for the eyes but a fucking train wreak with legs and a mouth that didn't know when to shut up.

"afternoon head sounds nice" you whined. making jason sigh. "you suck at head."

that was a lie. one even you could figure out even in your current state.

you knew how to play him like jason was made to be played. he remembers your tongue better than he remembers the hell he even had for breakfast.

you'd have him whimpering and running hands through those locks while you muttered bout shit that didn't even make sense.

"i can handle it, dickwad." jay added on.

"but i wanna handle it."

he stared, debating it for a second until he sees the joints burned into the carpet. right. that.

"how high are you?" he asked. the question sounding dumb even to jay. jason watched, watching as he could literally see your mind take the steps to understand his four words.

"hi..how are you."

oh he was going to strangle you.

((no hate to junkies, i just really like a fwb junkie reader x frat boy jay. i also wanted to do a eddie mud x caretaker loser boy reader. but me and stranger things don't work well..

so we ball with comics. atlas out!!!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

•┈••✦ oh monster ~ ✦••┈•

tw : mentions of killing, the tearing of flesh and muscles,monster / experiment reader x head scientist tim drake, monster lover tim drake, you being a tad bit crazy, drugging, no 'he'/'she' only 'you', gender neutral reader, 'edgy/emo' wording, talk of scents, non natural birth, tim drake x reader.

to be born. no one asks for it. no one prays for it. waking up one day with a conscious, with a mind full of knowledge. with things you don't know how they got there.

a tube. you were made from a tube. a dash of animal dna with a mix of dna from some human the lab coats found off the street. a human that wouldn't ask questions for some cash.

you had rapid growth according to the scientists, an embryo second a adult the next. no time for first steps, going through a teenage stage. just things already drilled into your head. with a body that didn't feel like yours.

the room they put you in to bright. to...agitating. lights that felt fake on skin, walls that matched those plain white floors. a "gentle giant", they said whenever someone asked of you. a gentle giant that killed rookies when they got to close.

your first kill is one you don't remember. some faceless scientist coming in to draw blood. something that was standard, something you did hundreds of times. but the moment he touched you, something snapped. your clawed hands ripped through flesh and muscle like a saw on a twig.

they drugged you after that. to keep you 'docile'. never the same drug, maybe the lab coats thought you would build immunity to it, or wanted revenge for their dead colleague. you didn't know, and you didn't care.

the scientists all looked the same. all but one. a man who had eyes that knew more than they let on. 'Timothy Drake' spelled out on his name tag. you glanced up from your mattress.

"i'll be the new scientist in charge. they said your mindless, but i think we both know thats not true..is it?"

your eyes narrowed, before looking away with a huff. a new scientist with a ego. 'so they're just sending rookies to their graves now?' you thought.

but as time went on. you learned tim wasn't a rookie. he knew you more then you knew yourself. how his footsteps changed to softer ones when your grunted ever so softer, what times you napped, which scientists you did and didn't like due to their scents.

it was like he read you like some kind of book. which..you found yourself not minding. as time continued, so did your bond for tim. you found yourself drawn to his scent. cleaning solution with...some kind of herbs. a scent you grew to like.

he noticed your fondness for it as quickly as you did. dropping a pillow that smelt of him if you were on good behaviour(and didn't kill anyone).

you always saw yourself as a monster. but soon, you saw yourself as his monster. and you didn't mind living for that.

((okay okay so i know some ppl may be like 'cleaning solution and herbs for tim's scent?' i head canon that bruce taught the family ways to get medical attention in anyway they can and for any setting they find themselves in.

and yes tim may be a coffee drinker but i see him as more of a tea drinker due to the fact that coffees has a strong scent, and teas can be more faint. soo yeahhh.

also still going to try posting while on break :3 atlas out!!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[aturzz]

TIM DRAKE MENTIONED WOOHOO

[unkn0wnhum4n]

TIM DRAKE LOVERS WE RISE!!!!!

MONSTER FUCKERS WE RISE HIGHER!!!!

[unkn0wnhum4n]

•┈••✦ oh monster ~ ✦••┈•

tw : mentions of killing, the tearing of flesh and muscles,monster / experiment reader x head scientist tim drake, monster lover tim drake, you being a tad bit crazy, drugging, no 'he'/'she' only 'you', gender neutral reader, 'edgy/emo' wording, talk of scents, non natural birth, tim drake x reader.

to be born. no one asks for it. no one prays for it. waking up one day with a conscious, with a mind full of knowledge. with things you don't know how they got there.

a tube. you were made from a tube. a dash of animal dna with a mix of dna from some human the lab coats found off the street. a human that wouldn't ask questions for some cash.

you had rapid growth according to the scientists, an embryo second a adult the next. no time for first steps, going through a teenage stage. just things already drilled into your head. with a body that didn't feel like yours.

the room they put you in to bright. to...agitating. lights that felt fake on skin, walls that matched those plain white floors. a "gentle giant", they said whenever someone asked of you. a gentle giant that killed rookies when they got to close.

your first kill is one you don't remember. some faceless scientist coming in to draw blood. something that was standard, something you did hundreds of times. but the moment he touched you, something snapped. your clawed hands ripped through flesh and muscle like a saw on a twig.

they drugged you after that. to keep you 'docile'. never the same drug, maybe the lab coats thought you would build immunity to it, or wanted revenge for their dead colleague. you didn't know, and you didn't care.

the scientists all looked the same. all but one. a man who had eyes that knew more than they let on. 'Timothy Drake' spelled out on his name tag. you glanced up from your mattress.

"i'll be the new scientist in charge. they said your mindless, but i think we both know thats not true..is it?"

your eyes narrowed, before looking away with a huff. a new scientist with a ego. 'so they're just sending rookies to their graves now?' you thought.

but as time went on. you learned tim wasn't a rookie. he knew you more then you knew yourself. how his footsteps changed to softer ones when your grunted ever so softer, what times you napped, which scientists you did and didn't like due to their scents.

it was like he read you like some kind of book. which..you found yourself not minding. as time continued, so did your bond for tim. you found yourself drawn to his scent. cleaning solution with...some kind of herbs. a scent you grew to like.

he noticed your fondness for it as quickly as you did. dropping a pillow that smelt of him if you were on good behaviour(and didn't kill anyone).

you always saw yourself as a monster. but soon, you saw yourself as his monster. and you didn't mind living for that.

((okay okay so i know some ppl may be like 'cleaning solution and herbs for tim's scent?' i head canon that bruce taught the family ways to get medical attention in anyway they can and for any setting they find themselves in.

and yes tim may be a coffee drinker but i see him as more of a tea drinker due to the fact that coffees has a strong scent, and teas can be more faint. soo yeahhh.

also still going to try posting while on break :3 atlas out!!))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

to busy to write full fics. but was recently reading some batboys ABO so..headcanon time..

bruce wayne: beta. "but bruce is so scary and dominant-" beta. i see him as a beta mainly because this man is around bad bitches every fucking day, and doesn't give a fuck.

superman, green lantern(hal jordan and more..), wonder woman. like he's living the dream rn. and his main villains?! are HOT. and this man still doesn't give a fuck!

so beta. also i can see bruce being very affectionate towards his partner if they are an alpha or omega. simply because they go through heats and ruts and he doesn't. a nice bath? done. suppressants? already ordered and in his hands. he would also be a caretaker of you if he has time.

dick grayson: omega. no this isn't just because i want to get this man pregnant who told you that- nah but seriously omega. he hides his pheromones and always has on suppressants him. but would tell you about his second gender if he trusts you enough.

mainly because how bad omegas are treated and looked down upon.

i also head canon that dicky makes his nests in high places. like if you have thick support beams you'll find a nest there.

jason todd: was born an alpha but when he died and came back he became a beta.

mostly because second genders are something your born with and i see jason coming back to life as more of a rebirth than being reanimated. so when he came back he's a beta.

and also due to the fact of the lazarus pit effecting this as well.

tim drake: alpha but more of a softer alpha tbh? like is more attentive and caring then those dominant and deadly from dark romance.

extra fact is if your an omega or an alpha your ruts and heats are scheduled in his planner.(yes this man has a planner.)

timothy also knows your scent by heart, plus he also has a strong nose. which helps him during cases but could also end up like this.

you could be chilling at your house and randomly get a text from tim.

"hey were you at that new cafe at east gotham recently??"

"tim i was there a fucking month ago."

ADULT damian wayne: omega. a more dominant one but still omega. mainly because i want a kind of grumpy x sunshine ship with damian and his partner.

but instead of grumpy x sunshine, it's dominant/grumpy omega x soft/playful alpha. i like the idea of a partner who simply teases yet also uses that teasing to comfort damian. in heats, when upset, just in general. extra points if the partner is needy.

((sooo..something very personal happened, im going to be probably taking a break for a while. i'll post when i have the motivation to do so. but basically i finally reached out to get the help and support i need from friends and family. and am taking some time to just figure myself out. thank you to everyone that has been reading and supporting me! don't take this as me leaving, just me taking a little break. atlas out.))

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[aturzz]

your take on bruce sounds so good hold up?? also the tim drake is getting me... somewhere...

[unkn0wnhum4n]

its eat the rich and eat bruce in a different way..(love that saying, insert joker face)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

to busy to write full fics. but was recently reading some batboys ABO so..headcanon time..

bruce wayne: beta. "but bruce is so scary and dominant-" beta. i see him as a beta mainly because this man is around bad bitches every fucking day, and doesn't give a fuck.

superman, green lantern(hal jordan and more..), wonder woman. like he's living the dream rn. and his main villains?! are HOT. and this man still doesn't give a fuck!

so beta. also i can see bruce being very affectionate towards his partner if they are an alpha or omega. simply because they go through heats and ruts and he doesn't. a nice bath? done. suppressants? already ordered and in his hands. he would also be a caretaker of you if he has time.

dick grayson: omega. no this isn't just because i want to get this man pregnant who told you that- nah but seriously omega. he hides his pheromones and always has on suppressants him. but would tell you about his second gender if he trusts you enough.

mainly because how bad omegas are treated and looked down upon.

i also head canon that dicky makes his nests in high places. like if you have thick support beams you'll find a nest there.

jason todd: was born an alpha but when he died and came back he became a beta.

mostly because second genders are something your born with and i see jason coming back to life as more of a rebirth than being reanimated. so when he came back he's a beta.

and also due to the fact of the lazarus pit effecting this as well.

tim drake: alpha but more of a softer alpha tbh? like is more attentive and caring then those dominant and deadly from dark romance.

extra fact is if your an omega or an alpha your ruts and heats are scheduled in his planner.(yes this man has a planner.)

timothy also knows your scent by heart, plus he also has a strong nose. which helps him during cases but could also end up like this.

you could be chilling at your house and randomly get a text from tim.

"hey were you at that new cafe at east gotham recently??"

"tim i was there a fucking month ago."

ADULT damian wayne: omega. a more dominant one but still omega. mainly because i want a kind of grumpy x sunshine ship with damian and his partner.

but instead of grumpy x sunshine, it's dominant/grumpy omega x soft/playful alpha. i like the idea of a partner who simply teases yet also uses that teasing to comfort damian. in heats, when upset, just in general. extra points if the partner is needy.

((sooo..something very personal happened, im going to be probably taking a break for a while. i'll post when i have the motivation to do so. but basically i finally reached out to get the help and support i need from friends and family. and am taking some time to just figure myself out. thank you to everyone that has been reading and supporting me! don't take this as me leaving, just me taking a little break. atlas out.))

taggies : ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ @aturzz @bloomfaery @nyx-of-night ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ (just ask to join, you can even look over my other work to get a sense of me)

[unkn0wnhum4n]

sooo AO3 had me acting up with some spicy fics..and now i keep thinking about how the batboys would do their partner. soo smut warning.

bruce wayne: uses his body. this man has skill in not just the streets but also the sheets. years of training his body and people think he won't use it on you?

i personally picture bruce either A, trapping you under him. his chest against your back as he pushes you into the sheets. or B, caging you against the bed and whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

and this man is emotional during sex. kisses, whispers, starting slow(unless he's drunk on you) then going fast. the whole nine yards.

dick grayson: a sweetheart who is emotional during sex but also very playful and adventurous. sex toys? hell yeah. you wanna try top? go right ahead.

because he loves you babe, and would trust you. so dick is going to be a lover boy when it comes to that. i personally see dicky as a switch. his ass was defo being pegged by kori(starfire). like your telling me dick was dating that tall, sexy ass alien and didn't let her do it? really?

and drunk dick is even more playful. i can see maybe a power bottom for drunk dicky.

jason todd: depends a lot on how much he trusts you, and his mood. on one hand jason will use his fridge built body on you, on the other hand i can see him liking to be spooned.

reason being that if he's vulnerable enough with you, he'll be little spoon. reminds him of when he was a younger, when jay was more innocent. and bruce would carry his little boy place to place.

another thing i see jason doing is gunplay. empty guns of course. but if your willing and he has some clean guns that aren't shooting a man down, he'll use them on you instead.

tim drake: tongue. deep kisses, deep tonguing, call him tongue tim by the end of it. mostly because tim isn't as big as his brothers and thinks he can't please you.

so hands and tongue are this man's main weapons against you.

after sex he is needy. picturing him bringing his laptop and typing away while cuddling against you. stopping every few minutes to ask how your feeling and if he can get you anything.

ADULT damian wayne: soo this one is tricky. depends on his partner and what they are like in bed. damian could be a switch leaning more towards dominant depending on you.

also uses everything he can to make you feel good. hands, body, tongue, its a free for all with him.

extra: all of them do perform aftercare. ALL of them. some would go about it differently. dick may be a lot more blunt about what he's doing being aftercare compared to bruce. so they all do it. just in different ways.

((scared of touching duke in case i miss characterise him and get flamed. i do not know a lot about him. sorry. also my schedule is very packed so i can't really push out fics as fast as normal.

but we ball. ATLas OUT.))

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[aturzz]

you do NOT leave me on smut cliffhangers in your fics then give me a full smut headcanon fic

[unkn0wnhum4n]

BLAME AO3!!! IM THE VICTIM HERE!! sob.

[unkn0wnhum4n]

sooo AO3 had me acting up with some spicy fics..and now i keep thinking about how the batboys would do their partner. soo smut warning.

bruce wayne: uses his body. this man has skill in not just the streets but also the sheets. years of training his body and people think he won't use it on you?

i personally picture bruce either A, trapping you under him. his chest against your back as he pushes you into the sheets. or B, caging you against the bed and whispering sweet nothings into your ears.

and this man is emotional during sex. kisses, whispers, starting slow(unless he's drunk on you) then going fast. the whole nine yards.

dick grayson: a sweetheart who is emotional during sex but also very playful and adventurous. sex toys? hell yeah. you wanna try top? go right ahead.

because he loves you babe, and would trust you. so dick is going to be a lover boy when it comes to that. i personally see dicky as a switch. his ass was defo being pegged by kori(starfire). like your telling me dick was dating that tall, sexy ass alien and didn't let her do it? really?

and drunk dick is even more playful. i can see maybe a power bottom for drunk dicky.

jason todd: depends a lot on how much he trusts you, and his mood. on one hand jason will use his fridge built body on you, on the other hand i can see him liking to be spooned.

reason being that if he's vulnerable enough with you, he'll be little spoon. reminds him of when he was a younger, when jay was more innocent. and bruce would carry his little boy place to place.

another thing i see jason doing is gunplay. empty guns of course. but if your willing and he has some clean guns that aren't shooting a man down, he'll use them on you instead.

tim drake: tongue. deep kisses, deep tonguing, call him tongue tim by the end of it. mostly because tim isn't as big as his brothers and thinks he can't please you.

so hands and tongue are this man's main weapons against you.

after sex he is needy. picturing him bringing his laptop and typing away while cuddling against you. stopping every few minutes to ask how your feeling and if he can get you anything.

ADULT damian wayne: soo this one is tricky. depends on his partner and what they are like in bed. damian could be a switch leaning more towards dominant depending on you.

also uses everything he can to make you feel good. hands, body, tongue, its a free for all with him.

extra: all of them do perform aftercare. ALL of them. some would go about it differently. dick may be a lot more blunt about what he's doing being aftercare compared to bruce. so they all do it. just in different ways.

((scared of touching duke in case i miss characterise him and get flamed. i do not know a lot about him. sorry. also my schedule is very packed so i can't really push out fics as fast as normal.

but we ball. ATLas OUT.))

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[unkn0wnhum4n]

୨⎯ best meats ⎯୧

tw : demi human x demi human. demi black panther bruce wayne x demi lion/lioness reader, bruce and reader in captivity/ a zoo, sad/ angst bruce, social dumb dumb reader, fluff, big cat fluff, no 'he'/'she' only 'you' to represent reader, pov will be from bruce(i love me that angst man).

captivity. a cage hidden with food and 'comfort' to lighten the realization that freedom was all but a distant dream. bruce learned that as soon as he spent the night there.

the scents, fake. the sounds? looped hours and hours over. it was like a fall from the only grace a predator ever knew.

demis were rare. predators? even rarer. human scum either hunted or sold them to people who saw them as more animals then humans.

humans are scum.

was a thought that rang out when the gunshot rang out, and darkness covered bruce's eyes. he was dying, a 'hunter' found him. killed him. at least bruce thought he did. until he woke up in an enclosure, bandaged and aching.

he learned from the humans that cared for him that bruce had simply been left there, a bullet in his shoulder, and a trigger happy 'hunter' full of pride. the man thought he had killed bruce. so he was just left there, like a rotten, forgotten corpse.

bruce didn't know if he was lucky or cursed.

after weeks of staying in his enclosure. days of hiding out in his den, or sunbathing on the best rocks, everything changed when a scent made its way into bruce's enclosure. one that made his ears pause, and his tail stand still. a scent of another predator. another demi.

he became restless after that. because of course he did. a demi? after months of the zoo being filled by prey and water loving demis? and a predator so close to enclosure at that?

at first, he thought he would just have to live with another hunter as his neighbour. but oh, no. of course he didn't.

they let you into his enclosure, supervised of course. humans beside both you and bruce murmuring

"hope this goes well"

and a-

"well- it was lonely. and he's the only big cat we have."

a 'friend' the humans called you. at first he simply ignored you, thinking you would get the message and leave bruce be just as he was letting you. nope. nuzzling, grooming, even slow blinking at him!

bruce was baffled. either this demi was to dumb or to proud and full of themselves to understand. and he didn't like neither! but as the nuzzling and affection grew more and more by the day. bruce...slowly grew to like it.

until one day he brought you something. a gift. a pledge of trust. and of courting. meat. the best cut of the daily food that was fed to bruce. and now he'd feed it to you..

maybe this cage wasn't so bad after all..

((sooo...the cat post has infected me. you get big kitty cat bruce. sorry not sorry. no but lowkey always wanted to do a demi human x dc. always picture luther as a hairless sphynx with clark as a orange cat, never a golden retriever.))

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[aturzz]

woahhh big cat x bruce?? i hit jackpot

[unkn0wnhum4n]

big cat x bruce now i need a chubby reader x hal.

[unkn0wnhum4n]

୨⎯ best meats ⎯୧

tw : demi human x demi human. demi black panther bruce wayne x demi lion/lioness reader, bruce and reader in captivity/ a zoo, sad/ angst bruce, social dumb dumb reader, fluff, big cat fluff, no 'he'/'she' only 'you' to represent reader, pov will be from bruce(i love me that angst man).

captivity. a cage hidden with food and 'comfort' to lighten the realization that freedom was all but a distant dream. bruce learned that as soon as he spent the night there.

the scents, fake. the sounds? looped hours and hours over. it was like a fall from the only grace a predator ever knew.

demis were rare. predators? even rarer. human scum either hunted or sold them to people who saw them as more animals then humans.

humans are scum.

was a thought that rang out when the gunshot rang out, and darkness covered bruce's eyes. he was dying, a 'hunter' found him. killed him. at least bruce thought he did. until he woke up in an enclosure, bandaged and aching.

he learned from the humans that cared for him that bruce had simply been left there, a bullet in his shoulder, and a trigger happy 'hunter' full of pride. the man thought he had killed bruce. so he was just left there, like a rotten, forgotten corpse.

bruce didn't know if he was lucky or cursed.

after weeks of staying in his enclosure. days of hiding out in his den, or sunbathing on the best rocks, everything changed when a scent made its way into bruce's enclosure. one that made his ears pause, and his tail stand still. a scent of another predator. another demi.

he became restless after that. because of course he did. a demi? after months of the zoo being filled by prey and water loving demis? and a predator so close to enclosure at that?

at first, he thought he would just have to live with another hunter as his neighbour. but oh, no. of course he didn't.

they let you into his enclosure, supervised of course. humans beside both you and bruce murmuring

"hope this goes well"

and a-

"well- it was lonely. and he's the only big cat we have."

a 'friend' the humans called you. at first he simply ignored you, thinking you would get the message and leave bruce be just as he was letting you. nope. nuzzling, grooming, even slow blinking at him!

bruce was baffled. either this demi was to dumb or to proud and full of themselves to understand. and he didn't like neither! but as the nuzzling and affection grew more and more by the day. bruce...slowly grew to like it.

until one day he brought you something. a gift. a pledge of trust. and of courting. meat. the best cut of the daily food that was fed to bruce. and now he'd feed it to you..

maybe this cage wasn't so bad after all..

((sooo...the cat post has infected me. you get big kitty cat bruce. sorry not sorry. no but lowkey always wanted to do a demi human x dc. always picture luther as a hairless sphynx with clark as a orange cat, never a golden retriever.))

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[unkn0wnhum4n]

because my cat fell into my laundry basket for the 900th time today, you get a batboys with cats!! no this wasn't just an excuse for me to write about cats and the batboys in the same thing..who..who told you that?

bruce wayne: ive seen the fics about bruce not loving cats because they don't love easy, i shall not be involved in such slander.

i can picture bruce with a needy and clingy cat. maybe its when its only him at the manor, so he has an empty nest, but he would get one. maybe a whole litter if he really misses his kiddos. the cat? pampered. finest litter, best food, has a whole room full of toys. and yes, it is alfred's favourite.

dick grayson: he gets a kitten. a stray kitten to be exact. probably some stray that followed him home when he was patrolling, but all that matter is the fact that this cat won't leave his side.

full of energy, dumb as shit, and with these huge and big wet eyes staring into dick's soul. it's his child now, and whenever asked by whoever if he recused it or got from a breeder, he just gives you that blue eye stare and says-"i birthed it."

jason todd: another stray. but a stray with sass! jay just found this feline in his apartment, laying on the couch and stretching like it owned this shitty apartment that jason called home.

the cat comes and goes. jason feeds it of course, felt like he had to. (he also joined a beginners cat owner group on facebook to make sure he took care of it right). at first he thought the cat would leave after a few weeks of this. but it stayed, and expected food and affection for it's loyalty.

tim drake: sleepy cat. a chunky cat, it has a pouch, and it sleeps. a lot. first tim was just searching on ways scents and pheromones could effect the human body and brain for a case.

one rabbit hole later and he learned that some people find their cat's scent soothing and calming. so he got a cat, for research of course! at first he was worried that he couldn't take care of the thing.

cats are needy, social, and also need a lot of affection don't they? but nope. you lounge around whenever tim is gone. but it still loved him! allowing pets, snuggling close, he's also pretty sure he sleeps better.

damian wayne: feral. one day damian just came back with a feral, hissing cat in his arms. with the robin being covered in scratches and bites.

"it fought bravely, it deserves to stay." he said when bruce asked about the hissing cat that now took over the bat cave. though damian took great care of this cat.

cleaning well, maintaining it's fur, everything. so bruce allowed him to keep it(not like he would've said no anyway).

((ayy im feeling better! some sniffles here and there but overall much better. anyway enjoy cats x batboys! atlas out!))

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[aturzz]

GO KITTIES GO!!!

also here's my cat, just for the spirit

the name's katy

[unkn0wnhum4n]

katy and her children need to be protected. and that bow..katy is a model.