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wc : Damian never saw the point of kissing, he’s an ex-assassin after all, has hands that were made to choke and not caress. That is—until he meets his newest favourite thing, your tongue piercing.
tags : male!reader before this causes any commotion i picture Damian to be 15+ in all my fics as well as reader. making out tongue piercings 🤤 established relationship
“Come on, just a peck.” Having to convince your boyfriend to give you a congratulations kiss after you passed a particularly hard test was so humiliating.
“You’re such a brat! I know people who’d pay to be in your position right now…” said position is sitting as straight as a cutting board after having removed your boyfriend from on top of you.
“I am not kissing you for passing a test. Talk to me about this again when you graduate with honours.” He said, shaking his head with a soft scoff.
“With honours?! Are you kidding me? Please??” You stared up at him with big eyes, pouting a little. “I’ll be honoured to kiss you, if that counts!” You laid on your stomach, facing his crossed legs—you put your hand on his calves as you leaned closer.
Damian sharply sighed and kissed you. Before he could pull away, your hand snaked up to his jaw, keeping him in his place, as your tongue danced around with his. He noticed something odd about you—it just felt different. I mean, he’s never kissed anyone, but he’s not sure if he’s supposed to feel this way.
The cold metal he can barely feel just feels so good against his own tongue. He wonders if he can suck it a little. You notice his interest for it pretty quickly, and you pull away for a second to giggle.
“You’re such a freak… You like it?” You smirk, poking his cheek.
“I do not.” He denied, even though the blush in his face said otherwise.
“Oh you absolutely do.”
And you two go at it for some time. Damian has developed a taste for playing around with it and it’s his newest favourite thing. He keeps all his weird thoughts about to himself, of course.
But everyone else can see how messy his hair is and how swollen his lips are. And obviously, no one else missed the fact on how you seem particularly cheeky at dinner.
“You two are always up to something, aren’t you?” Jason shook his head and clicked his tongue like a worried parent. Though he was more than glad his little sibling finally had some game.
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wc : where rebel!reader has developed a liking for the Wayne household. Spending almost every second of his time in there—and showing to everyone else he is definitely not used to this rich life.
tags : m!reader fluff.
You’re always hanging around, and doing something. Wether that’s abusing the soundproof walls by blasting your favourite songs when you’re with Damian or Tim, or napping on the big couches they own.
It’s really not your fault and they understand it, specially your silly mistakes of not being used to what’s considered normal customs of living in a mansion. Since—well. Your parents are big, big hoarders. There isn’t a single inch of your house that isn’t covered by something, including trash and even food sometimes…
So yes—they are already very much used to your antics.
As you walk through the biggest doors you’ve ever seen and restlessly ramble to Damian about something—you don’t even notice you are dragging your mud-covered black boots through the polished marble floor until your boyfriend slaps your arm and tells you to take them off.
“Ouch! You— What was that for?” you pout and look around, trying to find the thing you just did so wrong worth of that slap.
“Your boots.” he started, pointing at the floor with a sharp sigh. “Look at the mess you’ve done!”
“And you slapped me for that? I’m sorry, I’ll clean it up—alright? Ouch.. Do you know your hand is like—super heavy? This felt like a punch..” You complained as you took off your boots, and now you’re 3 inches shorter.
“Drama queen.” He scoffed, but a light smirk tugged at his lips when he said it, watching you stare up at him with a pout.
Damian feels like a father scolding a mannerless child. And it is true, you are a very mannerless child. Specially when your favourite food is served right in front of you.
The steak is made just like you love it, it’s not like you’ve eaten much steak in your life, but well—this looks great!
Your mouth is so stuffed it takes a whole minute to chew all of what’s inside it—a single spoonful has you practically drooling on the fanciest dinner you’ve ever had.
Damian nudges you with his elbow once and you pay no mind to it. I wonder if there’s a word for being food drunk?
And then Damian does it again. And you make a muffled sound because of the food. You’re mannerless, yes. But Damian has taught you last time not to speak with your mouth open.
“You look like a squirrel.”
“Hey! I do not!” You squealed.
Damian was looking at you with a loving look of disdain. “Slow down, you’re going to choke.” he continued.
You rolled your eyes as Tim let out a chuckle.
These fancy people, I’m telling you…
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wc : first of all, nobody expected Damian to date anyone—let alone a boy. And let alone a boy like you.
🏷️ : m!reader no desc. of appearance, size, race, etc, only states that reader has a more alt style and a few piercings. jason, tim, & dick (send asks if you want other members of the batfam!).
Let’s just say the way Jason met you wasn’t the best first impression. With your pierced tongue down his little brother’s throat! You hadn’t even noticed him before Damian did and obligated him to leave his room and never—ever speak of that again.
(It’s safe to say he spoke about it to everyone)
Richard was mostly supporting—before he found out about the way you acted. You liked to say you acted like a normal teenager, the bat family if far from ‘normal’ (if getting arrested twice and having one of the lowest GPA’s of your class can be considered normal—of course.)
He gave Damian a 30 minute lecture about being careful with who he hangs out with, what’s he doing, if he’s being influenced to do anything. And more bullshit Damian didn’t care about. To this day, Richard still side-eyes you before restraining himself.
Tim had a field day with it.
Seriously. He was insufferable about it—helping Richard’s worries by fueling them up with your record. Reminding everyone that Damian has a boyfriend. You hated every second of it, even if you weren’t there to see it, Damian told you all about it through messages.
Tim just couldn’t let it go. Nope. Never.
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can u do a young!reader and rafe fic where he picks her up from ballet and finds out her like instructor (idk what it’s called) is a man ?? kind of like that one fic by rafesangelita i think?
𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ﹕﹕ 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙
a/n ﹕ ﹕ thank you for the request !!! ^^ n sorry for the wait, I’m working on another fic! also this one’s pretty short :c w/c : a bit of jealous!rafe, age gap. use of the nickname :: kid, && kiddo.
Rafe was catching snippets of what you were restlessly rambling beside him in his car—he swears he’s listening, but he isn’t, he admits he’s guilty.
What he does realize, is that you’ve just mentioned a ‘he’.
Rafe doesn’t do ballet. What other ‘he’ are you talking to?
“Excuse me?” He interrupts, you just glance up at him, confused.
“What? I said he’s making me stay in for an extra hour.”
“He? Your instructor is a he? A male. That gets to go over you and touch your little back to correct your posture and command you around? Yeah, kid, we’re finding somewhere else for you to do your little swirling sessions.”
Rafe’s very rude about it, but the soft pout in your lips is gone when you realize that he’s just jealous, and it’s kinda cute. “Rafe. . . he’s married.” you mewled, big eyes looking at him in a taunting way like it was funny—it wasn’t. Not for your boyfriend, at least.
“So? Men get more audacious when they’re married, I’ll tell you that.” You sighed as he listed ten thousand reasons why your instruction shouldn’t be a male not now, not tomorrow, not in a thousand years, before he interrupted himself. “Oh. Wait—married?” Rafe looked like he had just discovered fire. “So he’s not bi or anything—right. . .”
You rolled your eyes with a giggle as you watched Rafe’s face morph into something more of embarrassment he tried to keep hidden.
cute.
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listen here people, the problem with every fic that contains a toxic character is that you don’t like him because he’s toxic just because he looks good
so when i see your fic and the first thing i see on the a/n is : sorry they don’t look like they actin the series because he’s disgusting there
buddy that’s exactly what the fans wanna see
i don’t want a nice nate
i want NATE the one that comes with the whole nate package 😐
okay fine he’s disgusting so what … yall arent freaks enough for these men
HERE IT IS AGAIN
OH LOOORD
listen here people, the problem with every fic that contains a toxic character is that you don’t like him because he’s toxic just because he looks good
so when i see your fic and the first thing i see on the a/n is : sorry they don’t look like they actin the series because he’s disgusting there
buddy that’s exactly what the fans wanna see
i don’t want a nice nate
i want NATE the one that comes with the whole nate package 😐
okay fine he’s disgusting so what … yall arent freaks enough for these men
is this a safe space to say that i find men crying really attractive
I hate everything I write someone save me
You hung around corners, sitting by yourself with your feet dangling back and fourth on benches, silent, observing.
it’s an habit you had since you were a kid. You weren’t born silent, no kid is—but you had become one. Forced into a box you didn’t fit in. Your back hunches and your arms wrap around yourself unconsciously in a futile attempt to make you invisible to the eyes of others. As many times you wished you truly were invisible.
Hide and seek had always been your favourite game to play, specially when you hid for hours, realizing the kids had already moved on without your rather negative presence.
So as any empathic boyfriend, when Rafe noticed your growing silence, he always tried to strike up a conversation. Mentioning things that you liked, to get you rambling.
It’s stubble but he does it every time, eventually breaking the shell you were forced to fit in so many years ago.
a/n - another short WIP because i am feeling angsty <3

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sorry that i haven’t been posting.
things are kind of rough around here
jacob elordi is 6’5.
god only knows what i would do with that man…
THE NEW THEME IS PERFECTTTTT !!!
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new intro post is gorgeous 😍😍
thank you !! just spent a while doing it 💗💗
hello people i’ve ran out of fic ideas so
next fic idea
maybank!reader reaction to JJs death :p
something angsty with dealer!rafe
please just let me write that goddamn cheating plot i need it
manipulative!rafe
i’ll send you a request instead (if click this and then don’t i’ll jump you)
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hello people i’ve ran out of fic ideas so
next fic idea
maybank!reader reaction to JJs death :p
something angsty with dealer!rafe
please just let me write that goddamn cheating plot i need it
manipulative!rafe
i’ll send you a request instead (if click this and then don’t i’ll jump you)
MY BUTTON.
ooooooh I looove the new theme!
THAAAAANK YOU!!!!!!