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Hi I'm going to @yandereorg <3 I'll be reposting the posts I like the most there but this but this blog will still be up
"Let me in! Trust me, sweetheart, it'll be easier if you do. Don't run from me. You won't like what happens when I catch you." For Jason Todd
Macabre, menacing, and monstrous are all words you would use to describe the devil who trekked through your home, his heavy footsteps all too revealing.
He wasn't trying to be quiet, nor was he trying to hide. He didn't need to. He knew you were helpless, malleable to his whims, and weak to his will.
Just as his footsteps got closer, they stopped. He knew.
You swore your heartbeat was so loud you could hear it permeate the door, an auditory beacon.
"Let me in! Trust me, sweetheart, it'll be easier if you do," he said. He didn't want to be the monster you've assigned him. "Don't run from me. You won't like what happens when I catch you." But he'll play the role, his last pane of patience shatters. He can't be alone again.
He tried to be gentle, to have you willingly, but you had keep prying. You couldn't just trust him.
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞
prompts from here
The small apartment feels suffocating as you try to escape from him, theres no where you can run, just hope the door holds.
"Did you not like the gifts? I bought them off of your wish list.” Tell him what you want, tell him what he has done wrong, tell him who to be. Roy will do anything you ask of him as long as you stay. Though as he jams his foot in the door he realises that the fairytale relationship he had envisioned is little more than a daydream.
He doesn't want to scare you.
But you’re hurting him. Pressing your back to the door, hoping your weight will keep him out. It won’t, he can’t take the thought of you turning your back to him, walking away, leaving him to rot while the thought of you eats him, devouring him from the inside out. Your repeating “go away” over and over as though it’s a prayer.
The desperation in his voice is palpable as he pleads with you to stop blocking the door. He promises to change, to be better, be who ever you want him to be. You know that it's not that simple. The damage has been done, and no amount of gifts or promises can fix it. All you can do is wait, stand your ground and hope that he eventually accepts that it's not going to happen.
“Please, please, please stop crying,” The sound of his voice is almost enough to make you lose your composure, but you can’t let him see you cry. You know that’s what he wants, for you to forget everything else and just focus on him.
“Roy, I don’t know you.” The fear of what he might do if you do is paralysing. You feel trapped and helpless, unsure of what to do next.
The situation feels like a nightmare. You never thought it would come to this, but here you are, trapped in your own home with a man you barely recognise, you hope you’ve gotten his name right. You try to steady your breathing and come up with a plan, but your mind is racing and you feel like you're suffocating. All you can do is hope that someone hears the commotion comes to your rescue soon.
This hope is quickly dashed.
As the sound of the door being broken down fills the room, you realize that your worst fear has come true. Roy has managed to overpower the door and is now standing in front of you, his eyes wild and his breathing heavy. You try to back away, but there's nowhere to go. You're stunned with fear as he reaches out to grab you, and you know that this is just the beginning of a nightmare that you may not be able to escape from.
𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
warnings: gun violence, threats, blackmail
Hey babe,
I'm writing this because you've blocked me on everything, but you can't block people in real life! It hurts, really hurts, but I understand. I've done a lot of stuff that I regret, and I've messed up, and I'll never stop saying sorry. I’m sorry I can’t be there to support you, I saw you at the doctors, call me about? I just wanna look after you. You're my angel, and I'm not going to let you throw us away, throw me away. I know we're going to be perfect; we just have to work through this, and I'm going to do whatever it takes for us to be together forever. I know that it's still early days for us, and it may seem like we aren't worth it, but we are meant to be, and I can't let you go so easily.
~ Love, Roy
Hey babe,
You haven't unblocked me yet. I just want to talk and see how we can make up, but that's really hard when all you give me is silence. It's not very nice, and I really miss you. I had a bad day. We all have bad days, and that's all that was. I'm still your boy Roy, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to let one moment tear us apart. In a week's time, you won't even remember it when I make it up to you. Don't you just want to be happy? We can be happy again, but you have to unblock me, and then we'll be happy, and I'll take care of you.
~ Love, Roy
Hey babe,
I know that I scared you a little, but I just want you all to myself. Is that so wrong? I'm a good guy who had a bad day. I just want to talk to my angel, the love of my life. You really need to be more understanding, like I was when you had bad days. I'd never freeze you out like this. I love you too much to do something so mean. But I know you just need a little more time, and I'll give it to you. But when you do come home, I want to have you in my arms. Once you come home, I'm never letting you go. It'll be like a never-ending hug. I just want to bust down the door and get my angel back.
~ Love, Roy
Hey babe,
I’m not fucking around, I love you. I just wanna be the one you love and I know I am but that text you sent me was cruel. “what we had is dead. Whats worse? You killed it Roy. There is no future for us.” You're lying. The future is ours and once you come home you’re gonna realise that, we’re gonna be together and happy and I didnt kill anything, I'm still roy and you still love me. You still love me. I’ve got so much love inside of me, too much to just let it die when things get a little hard.
It’s really not my week, I got a noise complaint, that fucking wort from downstairs, I was saying your name it makes me feel a little better while you continue your little tantrum. I just wanna say your name until my throat bleeds it soothes me, your name is just so pretty. But now I can’t even do that.
Also, I know what you did. I’m pretty fucked off about it. I gave you space, let you be alone like a good boyfriend, which I have been, but the moment you get needy you download tinder? Did he even make you come? You didn’t seem very invested. I just don’t get it? You're punishing yourself now, not me. You’re lucky I'm not being as spiteful as you, the videos, the pictures, my connections, I’m already getting you fired, I could ruin you completely and you’d have no one but me. No choice but to come crawling back to me.
~ Roy
You squeeze your eyes closed, in fear of the impact but before the back of your head can collide with the weatherworn brick wall a hand bolstered the blow.
Roy’s hand.
He looks insane, eyes puffy and tear-stained, even as the alley casts shadows over him and casts out most light. His chest rises and falls like it used to but now it's as though he’s forgotten how to breath, he presses his chest against yours, heart to heart. All you can hear is him, his unsteady wet breath dancing on your ear, you stay still. Frozen in the moment. You only find yourself fruitlessly yanking yourself away when a wet tongue trailed along your ear. “I love you so much” He sounds so breathless, and he holds you in place as you as his lips meet your neck, kisses turn to nips.
“Did you miss me angel?” His hands hike up your top, his hands accompanied by something cold, metal. “I missed you.”
when you look down the tears fall, disbeilf flooding you. Roy holds the gun flush against you. He’s grinning, his face ****contorts, he’s unrecognisable. “If I do this, it’ll hurt right now but I'll look after you! and it’ll be good for us in the long run. I promise.” He begins smothering you in kisses, your forehead, savouring the taste of your tears, “Ready?”
“You won’t do it roy. You're my Roy and you're not a like that, I know that.” He scoffs, astounded at your statement.
“Arent you the one who said I killed us? You just said that to punish me didn’t you?“ you can’t say anything, it”ll just piss him off further, “You wouldn't do that if you really knew how I felt, would you, Angel? No, you're good and I just need to show you what it really means to hurt, and you won't do it again.”
“Roy I’m pregnant, you can’t.” it hits the ground, replaced with a hand and his features once again morph into a friendly face but your tears continue to fall. His lips met yours once again.
“Any names? do you know the due date yet?” Roy drops to his knees, his lips pressing against your small bump. After talking to your stomach, you find your self in his arms. Carried like the fairytales, on your way to an awful ever after.
S2 for Kori pls
𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐲
Warnings: bad smut and mommy kink, alien biology is fun or she just has a strap
“Is this okay? Am I doing well?” you call out to her, desprete to hear her praise. A kiss answers, causing fires to erupt underneath her lips.
"Shh baby, you don't need to talk." Her hot breath upon your ear sends a shiver right down your spine "You don't need to do anything but be my good little pet and let mommy fuck that pretty pussy of yours. Can you do that baby?" Kori's voice is like a song, the way she lulls you, she just wants to see you fucked dumb, succumb to her entirely.
Her supple lips place open mouths kisses down your body, eventually finding a perked bud and sucks harshly upon it enjoying the shaky breath you let and the way your pretty body reacts, your body arching. The pressure within your abdomen bubbles.
The room is filled with your soft cries of pleasure and Kori's name, the pressure within your abdomen boils over. With a few more deep thrusts Kori feels your legs tremble underneath her. "You think you can give me another one, baby?" Kori rises again, pinning your arms above you, a kiss catching your response but it doesn't matter as she continues. "I know you can."
H2 for Damian?
I combined this with another request<33
To my beloved,
Why do you run? My beloved, you reap what you sow. You have given me a new thirst, one that only you can quench. I feel my heart pulling itself from my chest to be with you. I am bursting at the seams from your love, and yet you run from me? Now that I have met you, I cannot imagine myself or life without you. I feel myself turning cruel once again. I will not return to the shadowy dark, not without you.
We are bound. Our hearts are joined, and our souls are allied. I cannot let you slip away. Why are you scared? I may be soaked in blood, but it’s in your name. Everything I have done is in your lovely name. My dearest, you don’t understand. You have no need to be afraid. I got rid of those who would harm you, oppose you, or oppose us. You saved me from my rotting heart, washed it away, and now I just wish to protect you. Return to me. It’ll be easier. I am attached to you like a shadow. Even if you run, I am still attached. I will not be severed from you. I know I may have scared you but you are safest at my side.
Forever yours, Damian Wayne
im v curious
whos your fav yan!batboy?
Dick Grayson
Jason Todd
Tim Drake
Damian Wayne
E1 Dick Grayson pleaseee mwah
Hey angel,
Baby, I know you're going through a lot right now. A little birdie told me that you got fired, and I can only imagine how stressful that must have been for you. But I want you to know that I'm here for you, and you can always come home to me.
I know you, angel. I know you better than you know yourself. You're not like everyone else. You’re a little too soft, and you see the world in a different way. Just come home and I'll protect you, we miss you so much and you just aren't safe out there, Damian misses you too he wanted to know when you're coming back. I think theres a school thing he wants you to come to. The world can be harsh and unforgiving, but you don't have to face it alone. We're here to take care of you, and I always will be.
You have so much potential, baby. You could go back to school like you always wanted, or work on developing some hobbies that make you happy. You don't have to worry about anything else - I'll take care of everything. You don't need a job, baby. Your job is just being mine. Okay, angel? Just come home, and everything will be okay. It will be great. Let me take care of you.
See you soon, Dick
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲
Early mornings with them
@saltyplank helped me out with ideas because I got stuck and she is very clever
“Its time you start opening up to your partners babe. You didnt think we'd just let you stay in the adjustment period forever, did you? Youve been here awhile, it's time you start getting involved” Strikes more fear into you that any words ever have. The mouth they come out of belonging to the one person that holds your autonomy in his hands, and he seems utterly uninterested in giving it back. Whatever he means by “getting involved” has you paralyzed with fear. Why, oh why did you ever trust him. In your desperation for allies, you'd forgotten the MOST important thing, they ALL kidnapped you. And you were ALL of their hostage. There are no allies, no reprieve, no mercy in them for you. -cia
𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨
"It's time you started opening up to your partners, babe. You didn't think we'd just let you stay in the adjustment period forever, did you?" His tone had changed; he wasn't softening it anymore. He wasn't hiding himself at all. Roy thought he’d do this little facade and you’d get better.
The pedestal Roy was on was crumbling, and reality had set in. Suddenly, you remembered: Roy was never your protector, just a wolf wearing wool. You felt like you were being dragged under. The chills that overcame you felt like the freezing sea pulling you down. Your tears turned invisible as you drowned, and like the sea, your kidnappers were merciless. They don't care if you drown as long as they get your corpse.
They want to devour you.
“You've been here a while; it's time you started getting involved,” he said, dragging you along. His hands were cutting off the circulation to your hand as he led you out of his workshop and up to them. Was Roy's touch ever warm, or did the rose-colored glasses warm him? His touch suddenly felt like the perilous sea bringing your body to the sharks. His eyes no longer resembled the lush spring; Roy had simply become a green-eyed monster.
They will tear you asunder.
“We just want to love you, babe,” he says. The two of you stand before the living room. You hear them and stare into the room. His hands anchor on your shoulders, his thumbs rub in little spheres on your collarbones, trying to emulate comfort and ushering your gaze towards him. “Just act like you do when you want something.” He tries to come towards you, his lips puckering, and your fist meets his throat.
"We just want to love you, babe," he says. You stand before the living room, hearing them, and staring into the room. His hands anchor on your shoulders, his thumbs rubbing in little circles on your collarbones, attempting to comfort you and redirect your attention towards him. "Just act like you do when you want something." His lips pucker, but you recoil from his touch. You awaken from the shock and are overwhelmed by feelings of violation and betrayal.
"It'll become normal, I promise." He's lying. You'll die before this becomes normal. Between Jason's haunting presence, it's like he's stuck in limbo - not at home with the dead, but not alive in the same way you are. Kori didn't see you as a person, and Roy was never an allied force, rather a rabid wolf.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜
Cockwarming headcannons, stalker vibes, this is bad im sorry
𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫
Roy could spend forever pressed against you, both of you covered in the other, wanting to breathe you in forever. You try to leave him, but it’s fruitless, his pout keeping you close. The two of you bask in the afterglow as he inhales your hair and remembers how pathetic he once was. He had made a hobby of breaking into your apartment, going through your overloaded hamper, engulfing the leftover sweat, desperate to have you in any way possible. He had even committed your used underwear to memory, saving it to his spank bank. He felt so pathetic and desperate as he stuffed your pretty used panties into his pockets.
“I wanna keep on feeling you," his hot breath tickles your neck as he speaks, "you gotta milk me for everything I've got. Can you do that for me, angel?” His words fill you with heat and butterflies, and you can't help but clench around him. You're still so sensitive, riding down off the high. Roy's lips trace over the marks covering your neck, his arms secure around you, leaving little wiggle room and no escape from Roy's attentive touch.
Roy's lovey-dovey expression continues as he calls out to you, eyes shining with adoration and lust. "I'm addicted to this pretty pussy," he says, his lips moving from your neck to your lips. To Roy, this is not a hyperbolic statement, but pure, unadulterated truth. He is addicted to every inch of you: your body, mind, and soul. You make the air he breathes sweeter and life itself sweeter.
Roy's peaceful demeanour can only last for so long before he starts thrusting with renewed vigour, a smirk returning to his lips as he hears your whimpers of pleasure. He is devoted to drawing out every drop of pleasure from you.
𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬
Prompts: V - Venus flytrap (deceit): “Afraid of what you’re seeing now, sweetheart?” + D - Daffodil (unrequited love): “What do you mean? But I love you!” + G - Gardenia (secret love): "It’s been so hard to love you from the shadows.”
Roy is enamoured by your intoxicating aroma. He can detect your electric cherry scent from miles away, and it has become his favorite. Though Roy desires more, he dislikes being seen as just a friend. He wants to show his complete devotion to you and not just taste the sweet nectar that runs through your veins but your essence as well. He wants to be with you, so he no longer has to rely on forgotten cardigans and discarded underwear to soak up your scent.
Due to ongoing mockery from Jason and Kori, he has decided to confess his feelings. After pretending to be your best friend, he hopes you will finally see his true feelings. He will no longer linger outside your windows under the guise of keeping you safe, having to invade your privacy like a stalker. Roy is more like a guardian dog, looking after his darling lamb. The blissful domesticity of your life throws gasoline onto the burning fire within him.
He waits at your door like a loyal dog waiting to come in, he listens in, searching for your heartbeat, and he finds two. Your alluring scent is tainted by a vile 3-in-1 body wash. Roy has been alive for hundreds of years and waited to meet his mate. He waited for you, but these few minutes are serving to destroy him. He wishes to rip them apart or keep them alive so they can witness him staking his claim on you. But he doesn't. Instead, when you usher the stranger out of your home, he smiles and you fail to see how his eyes change in tandem with his false echo.
The wait does seem worth it though, he is soon welcomed with a hug and an awkward laugh. His senses are finally engulfed in you, the sensation of holding your mate is unmatched, at least for now it is. The scent of the intruder lingers in the air, but so do traces of your arousal, letting Roy know what had been happening and why that man had been there. He wishes you could feel the pull. He would take care of any needs you have, and he wants to be the one you reach for whenever you have them. But he does not get lost in his own pity, rather he focuses on the little lamb waving him over to the couch.
Hours pass, filled with laughter, and Roy soaking up your cherry scent. He wonders if your blood tastes similar; he has always imagined it tasted like a fruity liquor. All he wants is to be with you. The sun sets and bad decisions are brought in with the moon. After hours of laughing with you and feeling his heart find peace in your presence, he knows it is time to speak. "It's been so hard to love you from the shadows," he says. He is tired of waiting, and you can see the anxiety written on his face as he moves closer to you. Your heart starts racing, and the awkward smile you make when rejecting someone haunts your lips once again. You know you have to reject him, but he cannot hear it. As you stand there, Roy moves closer to you. Your heart starts racing, and you can see the anxiety written on his face. You know you have to reject him, but the thought of your formal rejection would feel like a danger to his long-dead heart.
In a moment of desperation, Roy leans in, but you scoot back tragically. Rejection is no longer in your eyes; it's fear now. Your struggle is fruitless. Roy could tear you apart. Even as he manoeuvres himself on top of you, he tries to be gentle. You look pretty underneath him. His daydreams have come true, and as your fear floods the air, Roy wants nothing more than a taste of your blood. He leans in closer, ignoring the way your fists bash against his chest, and whispers, "Kiss me back." Your fists go limp. It's a request that you can't deny. His lips meet yours, and a tingling sensation goes through you entirely. His teeth catch your bottom lip, drawing out blood.
Despite the pain, you find yourself unable to pull away. The moment feels electric and leaves you pulsing. The aphrodisiac means the scent of your arousal and fear continue to engulf him. Roy finally speaks again, his voice low and seductive, "Afraid of what you're seeing now, sweetheart?" you can feel his teeth ghosting the skin of your neck, looking for the right spot. Tonight will be a long one.
Magnolia Pansy and Tulip for Koriand’r pls
Magnolia - Would there ever be any time that the yandere would reflect on their actions and wonder if they should stop/change their ways? Or do they always believe themselves to be in the right?
She often reflects on her actions but she's so sure she's doing what's best for you, she looks back and wonders why her little angel is so hateful but she's not willing to admit she stole your life away.
Pansy - What was it that ultimately sparked their obsession?
Kindness and friendship, all her friendships are born from the trauma, and this bloody string connects them together. But with you? She is reminded of the sweetest that she fights to protect. You were so kind to her, of course you were working but Kori knew it meant more, she saw the heart you drew on her coffee cup and how you smiled at her in the mornings! And when you saw her out and about, you became her first friend with a bond not written in blood.
Tulip - Does the yandere want their darling’s forgiveness, or does it make no difference to them?
Kori wants her s/o to like her but she also feels that they're helpless and need a protector and she's happy to provide that. She does yearn for your affection and wants to be loved but she also doesn't believe what she's doing is wrong you need her, she's surprised that you survived without her.
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𝐅𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲
falling out of love with Roy and Jason
warnings
Jason found not just a new sense of life with you, but a kind of immortality. He felt that his love for you would transcend his lifetime and turn into a great myth, like the story of Orpheus and Eurydice or Eros and Psyche. Jason was devoted to you, and he felt that his devotion was stronger than the one that sent Orpheus to the underworld looking for his fallen love. He believed that his love for you was powerful enough to be remembered and celebrated for generations to come.
At first, Jason was skeptical when you first joined them. He had hoped that you would be his alone, and he wouldn't have to watch as you pressed kisses against Roy. It left him with an overwhelming fear that he wasn't good enough. However, as he got to know you more, he realised that the world wasn't an ideal place. Jason knew that Roy loved you almost as much as he did, and he accepted that you were safe with them.
"I love you," you said. Jason couldn't believe it. This simple phrase took him back to the moment when he first realised that he was in love with you. He remembered how his heart stopped, and for a small moment, it felt like the universe had aligned just for him. Now, as he looked into your eyes, he felt like he was where he was meant to be, with the person he was meant to be with.
Jason took a deep breath and began to speak, but he couldn't his heart felt flowers growing within his chest and the roots took hold of his heart. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly, he would never let go. In that moment, he realised that he would do anything for you, anything to make you happy.
As you buried your pretty face in his neck, leaving a purplish mark there, Jason knew that he was yours, body and soul. He felt as if he had been branded, but in the best possible way, as yours. And he knew that he would spend the rest of his life making sure that you knew just how much he loved you.
The physical sensations of love were overwhelming. Jason felt like he was on fire, both from the heat of your body and the intensity of his emotions. He knew that he would never be able to completely express the depth of his feelings, but he would spend every moment trying to show you just how much you meant to him.
As you continued to kiss him, your lips slowly tracing down his scars, the burning sensation that he felt only seemed to aggrandise. But despite his Frankenstein-like appearance, you were not put off in the slightest. You had always known that love was more than skin deep, and you had made it your mission to show him just how much you cared for him. With each touch, each caress, you were filling him up with a love so powerful that it was overwhelming. And as you held him close, you knew that you would never let him go.
Lately, a change had come over you. It appeared that your pity for Jason had run dry. He was once again awakening in the middle of the night, while his beloved was still sound asleep beside him. He chewed at his inner cheek, tearing at his own flesh as the taste of iron flooded his mouth. It was clear that the situation was taking a toll on him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness in the face of it all.
Roy had never felt higher than when he was with you, it was perfect everything was perfect. He had made it through the harsh winter of his life and now got to lay besides the sun, all the bad stuff him and jay did feels as though it's been washed away. The dreams he built about you were all coming to fruition, he used to watch you cook and daydream, now the two of you sway, Roy washes up and you and jay cook. The two of you read him poetry and point lines that remind you of him, make welds you little metal flowers which won't ever wither.
It seemed like the love and affection that Roy showed towards you was endless. As you watched him, you realised that his love was like a bottomless well, always there to provide comfort and support whenever you needed it. His devotion to you both was unwavering, and he would do anything to show you just how much he cared. You felt an unconditional love to have him in your life, a constant reminder that love was the anchor that held you all together.
Roy had never been a religious man but he knew that if there was a god they made you for him. When he held you it was proven, he knew that Aphrodite carved you to fit him perfectly, his pretty angel, entrapped in his arms, covered his marks. Your soft marked by his teeth and when you had a momentarily escape, he missed you but he didn't just miss you, when you went to work or worse back to your own apartment, in your absence a familiar emptiness fills his heart and it seems that you're his only cure.
Roy was always taking pictures of you, eating breakfast, as Jason held you, when you weren't looking, when you were, he even had a thing for filming the most intimate moments and though it made you uncomfortable, both Roy and Jason were into it, and they always took care of you, were you really going to deny them? Roy's love was inherently exploitative, he loved you but he wanted you to love him more, he wanted you to yearn for him the same way his body screamed out for you.
As time went on and you continued to spend more time with the two, you started to notice a gradual change in your relationship with them. It began with small things, like Roy becoming increasingly unpredictable in his behaviour and Jason seemingly didn’t notice or care, too busy basking in affections. But then, as the weeks went by, the changes became more pronounced. Roy's obsession with you started to become clearer and more unsettling. You couldn't help but feel a growing sense of helplessness as you watched Roy flaunt the power he had over you, and it only seemed to scare you more as time went on. Despite your best efforts to maintain a sense of normalcy and balance in your life, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was off between you and your lovers. It was as if you were on the verge of discovering something truly terrible and you did.
You were hesitant to believe it at first, but as the pieces fell into place, you couldn't deny the truth any longer. Roy was manipulating you, using your love and affection for him to fuel his own twisted desires. Jason was only encouraging him, in fact it seemed Jason had his own own issues just able to hide them better, but once you went looking his nefarious tendencies you found them. The blood staining them spread on to you, dripping down, tainting you. They had stolen your happiness, contorted your pure love and used it to justify their injust actions.
You had to leave.
You had to get out.
Thankfully, your relationship was still young, imagine if you had moved into them? it seemed you had been walking on land which was ready to collapse, turn into a sinkhole, you brought your proof and evidence with you, incase they tried anything.
Jason Todd for Tulips❓❣️❣️ if you are so inclined
𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭
Prompts used: T - Tulip (perfect or deep love): “You’re engrained into my being. Like a tree’s roots, you take hold of my heart.”
Note this is pretty bad sorry
“You’re engrained into my being. Like a tree’s roots, you take hold of my heart.” the two of you were laying in a state of peace, you turn his life into a dreamscape while the constant sirens scream outside.
"You say that as though you haven't carved yourself on to my soul as though I was a tree," his lips connect with yours before you can finish, but you pull back, Jason always does this, afraid the end of the sentence will burn him, afraid because the thought of your rejection rips open old scars and creates new ones, "the effect you've had on my soul is irreversible." He always expects rejection but it never comes.
Instead you saturate him in your sweet love, till he's overflowing, now it's your turn, your strawberry lips collide with his, he wonders if his lips feel like sandpaper against yours, he hopes not.
You scare away his ghosts and the only red that stains his consciousness are the tulips which adorn the coffee table, keeping his books company.
𓊆𔘓𓊇 𝐃𝐂 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ្ ۫𓎖
Notes: if something is crossed out then that means it's a WIP,
🪐 stands for fluff
⭐️ stands for smut
🌑 stands for darker
𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲
𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬
You can be the boss
->the batboys + Bruce with a willing s/o
Swan song
-> batboys + Bruce with a famous s/o
Bad days
-> batboys have a bad day 🪐⭐️
Snapshots
-> snapshots of angst batboys+ Roy Harper🌑
Dream Dust
->Late night talks with Tim drake and Jason Todd 🌑
𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞
Marry the night
-> Yandere Bruce Wayne headcannons
𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧
Mirrorball
-> Yandere Dick Grayson headcannons ⭐️ 🌑
Bite me
-> yan!vamp!Dick Grayson
daydreamin (love letter)
𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐝
Stolen lullaby
sex with a ghost
-> Jason Todd smut headcannons ⭐️
Everyday Decisions
-> you break up with Jason 🌑
Sunshine (love letter)
One new message from unknown (love letter adjacent)
Sweet devotee
->A smutty jealousy cure ⭐
Unhappily in love
-> joyfire w an unhappy reader
King of my heart
-> joyfire based on this request: No thoughts behind my eyes just the outlaws with a submissive! Darling 😩 Darling's never been in a relationship before so their just willing to please their yanderes not really understanding what their doing (saying 'I love you' way too early, moving in too early, tbh just doing whatever to keep the outlaws pleased bc darling is a subby simp like that 😼)
all tied up
-> Jason gets tied up with Roy watching
Exploring Venus
𝐓𝐢𝐦 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞
This is me trying
Sharing season masterlist -> yandere! Damian Wayne X reader X Tim Drake smut in later chapters
Come back (love letter)
Breaking point (love letter)
𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞
Exile
The archer
-> running away to the countryside with damian
Sharing season masterlist
-> yandere! Damian Wayne X reader X Tim Drake smut in later chapters
Pretty when you cry
-> breaking up with Damian 🌑
Yellow roses
-> fluffy, Damian with teacher reader
Forever your protector
-> Damian's s/o is getting bullied and he takes care of it
Angel in blue
-> Damian and jon with an s/o with nightmares
Secret sweetie
-> not really jealous just scared
Homecoming (love letter)
Breaking point (love letter)
look what you made us do (love letter)
sweet prince (love letter)
𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬
𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐞
𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧
𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐯𝐲
𝐉𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐫
𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐬
𝐊𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝'𝐫
Bejeweled
Unhappily in love
-> joyfire w an unhappy reader
King of my heart
-> joyfire based on this request: No thoughts behind my eyes just the outlaws with a submissive! Darling 😩 Darling's never been in a relationship before so their just willing to please their yanderes not really understanding what their doing (saying 'I love you' way too early, moving in too early, tbh just doing whatever to keep the outlaws pleased bc darling is a subby simp like that 😼)
𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧
boombox blaring (love letter)
𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐭𝐡
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞
𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐫
It's not living if it's not with you
-> yandere profile, read first
When we are together
-> drabble based on a song
Sweet devotee
->A smutty jealousy cure ⭐
Pretty puppy
-> Roy being pathetic ⭐
Unhappily in love
-> joyfire w an unhappy reader
Heaven sent
-> based on this request: Just putting my thoughts here- the object of their affections sees that Roy was genuinely afflicted, not a bad guy, but just lost in an unhealthy obsession, and gave him the kindest letdown there ever was. This was a mistake. As they had cradled his tear stained face gently and told him how just because his feelings were intense, didn't mean they were real or healthy, and how both of them were not in an ideal place for a relationship, they wanted him to get better, and that the hurt would stop eventually from heartbreak and he'd be better for it, Roy was falling deeper into obsession with them. When they softly wiped away a tear he'd had to stop himself from exploding on the spot. He'd left with genuine stars in his eyes over how considerate and kind they were, already plotting on how he would win them.
King of my heart
-> joyfire based on this request: No thoughts behind my eyes just the outlaws with a submissive! Darling 😩 Darling's never been in a relationship before so their just willing to please their yanderes not really understanding what their doing (saying 'I love you' way too early, moving in too early, tbh just doing whatever to keep the outlaws pleased bc darling is a subby simp like that 😼)
all tied up
-> Jason gets tied up with Roy watching
On my mind (love letter)
Exploring Venus
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭
𝐋𝐨𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞
𝐊𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭
Enchanted
-> pre relationship kon🪐
𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭
Angel in blue
-> Damian and jon with an s/o with nightmares
Secret sweetie
->not really jealous just scared
look what you made us do (love letter)
To be continued...