Why has every twilight fic writer fallen off the face of the earth? Where’d you guys go? How am I supposed to get my fix? Updated 2 years ago? Come back. Finish this. I need you.
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Why has every twilight fic writer fallen off the face of the earth? Where’d you guys go? How am I supposed to get my fix? Updated 2 years ago? Come back. Finish this. I need you.

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Jason betrays you 💔💔💔💔 + in honor of the new tomodachi life
“How could you do this to me, Jason Todd?” You ask lowly as the door opens with a creak, keys jingling against the frame. He stops halfway through, the crack in the door revealing only a fraction of him. His posture stiffens, the hand on the knob freezes. His eyebrows furrow as he watches you. The tone you used contrasts the way you casually hold a drink, sitting at ease with his blanket draped over your shoulders. Your eyes focus entirely on him, your lips in a thin line.
He blinks and slowly opens the door fully. “I.. uh.. hi?” Droplets of water fall from his hair and hit the floor in a thump, thump, thump.
“Hello” you echo, the words lacking warmth.
He stares at you, and stands still before he moves ever so slowly, keeping his eyes trained in your general direction.
One shoe off.
He glances at you.
He takes the other off.
He glances at you again.
With light, silent steps he walks into the apartment, and gradually closes the door behind him. He puts his shoes in the shoe cabinet. His fingers twitch as he carefully puts his jacket off, moving to put it on the coat rack.
“Why did you betray me huh?” Your question cuts through the silence like a blade.
He turns his entire body to you, a quick jerky movement. “What?”
“I said how could-“
He cuts you off by pointing his shivering hand in your direction, jacket clasped tight between his fingers. “I heard- i didn’t - what do you mean?”
“Don’t act innocent”
His eyes widen a fraction as he opens his mouth and closes it again. “I didn’t - what did I do?”
“You know what you did.”
“I swear I don’t.” The answer comes out quickly. “I didn’t-“ he ruffles his hair roughly and looks away from you. “Fuck, I didn’t do anything”
“You didn’t?” You probe, raising your eyebrow at him.
“No I-“ he looks back at you and falters at your expression. “Did I? Is.. is it about patrol yesterday?”
You don’t answer.
Instead you walk over to the table. He watches you move, the way the blanket shifts over you, the way your body moves and the way you… take your Nintendo switch? He stares blankly as you slowly turn it on, walking in his direction.
A beat of silence passes.
The moment stretches as you open whatever you want to show him. Upbeat music starts playing. What the hell - are you toying with him?!
You turn the switch in his direction, showing him the screen. The light flickers on his skin but his eyes are trained on you.
You tap the screen repeatedly
Only then does he look down on it.
The screen shows a black haired mii with a distinctive white strand. Above him is a pink arrow that leads from him to another Mii.
He sighs. “What the hell do you-“
“How dare you fall for Nana Osaki and not me?”
“I … What??” He stares at you intently, for a heartbeat, then two. Your expression doesn’t shift.
“Sweetheart, are you serious?? This is-“ he stops and groans. His shoulders drop almost imperceptibly.
“Well duh.” You say matter-of-factly, though your lips twitch up in a smile. “You’re betraying me.”
“This isn’t even me” he says exasperated, pointing at the screen.
“Hell yea it is.”
“No. I do not look like that”
“Now you insult my crafting???” You ask, voice going a pitch higher.
He lets out a laugh that’s half a groan and flicks your forehead. “How long have you been playing, you dramatic little shit?”
“AH! - Long enough for you to cheat on me” you rub the spot tentatively and glare up at him.
“I see.”
“Don’t be like that, it’s totally serious.”
"Serious?” He drags the word out and looks at you, half fond and half exasperated. “I was scared shitless only for you to say this.” He taps at the screen where his Mii is wooing his apparent side-chick.
You smile. “Well… you shouldn’t have been. Unless.. you did do something you regret and want to admit now?” You ask, raising your eyebrow only half in jest.
He sighs, long and loud, rubbing his temples. “How about you show me more of that freakish island of yours instead.”
I have fomo so bad I need 60 euros asap. am playing the og but it’s not the same Jay and Nana O fell in love and then I got this idea. they make so much sense tho. they’re both similar and stuff. anyhow Glinda also dates Dwight so uh… yea. ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა
sleepy girl
IN WHICH... each of the batboys deal with their notoriously sleepy girlfriend
featuring: dick grayson, jason todd, bruce wayne, damian wayne, tim drake
warnings: fluff, f!reader, gf!reader in all except bruce's which is wife!reader, a lil suggestive in Dick's and Tim’s fic, reader is said to be Damian's mother in Bruce's fic, Damian is aged up in his own fic but not Bruce's, Tim calls you 'mother' even tho he's not biologically yours (he just luvs u enuf for you to earn the title!), just a cute lil crack fic!
a/n: i worked VERY hard on this oneshot especially so please show love thru likes, comments, and reblogs! thank you and enjoy :)
dick grayson:
"Oh, baby..." he coos softly as he enters your apartment with his key. There you lie, curled up on the couch under a fluffy blanket, arms clutching a throw pillow like its your lifeline.
You were supposed to have a stay-at-home-date together, maybe a movie marathon on the couch...followed by a sex marathon on your bed. But Dick should've known better than to plan a date to start at 8:30PM, granted you're usually in bed by 9:00 and snoring away by 9:30.
He gingerly sets the bag full of Chinese food on your kitchen counter then puts the two pints of ice cream in the freezer. After everything is situated he makes his way over to you, crouching in front of your sleeping form.
His eyes soften at the sight of his sweet girl, all cuddled up on her couch. He reaches for the blanket, tugging it further up over your shoulders before moving to pet your head.
If afraid I won't be able to post any fics until Monday, so here's a sneak peak of a Jason Todd x pregnant!reader fic I'm working on...
Voice message from +1 (XXX) XXX-XXX
Hmm… Hi. I don't know if you remember me, but we hooked up like five or six weeks ago… I really don't know how to say this… We met at that creepy bar near Gotham stadium. We started talking, you gave me your number and then left, but like ten minutes later you came back, we talked more, and eventually we ended up at my apartment. Does it ring a bell? Well… what I wanted to tell you was that…hmm…this is really difficult…sorry, I called you, but you didn't answer so I had to leave this message… what I was saying was that…fuck…I'm pregnant, and you're the father…and before you call me back and ask me if I'm completely sure I'm going to tell you beforehand that yes, I'm 100% certain that you are the father. I'm sure because, I think I told you when you started undressing me that night, but I don't usually do one night stands and you had been the only one I've had sex with for a long time…wow, that was embarrassing… God, I don't even remember your name, I saved you as "hot stuff (call again for a good fuck)"…shit…why did I even said that? Forget that, please…Could you call me back once you've heard this message? Thank you, bye, sorry.
It was 5 am when Jason listened to the voice mail. He hadn't even got time to take off his Red Hood suit when he heard your voice through his phone's speakers. He recognized your voice instantly. It had been the first thing that had hypnotized him the moment he met you. Your voice, with such sweet tone, that could tame any beast.
The moment when he reached the "I'm pregnant" part Jason froze. He had expected you to call him to maybe ask for another night together—god knows he needed it—, or to return him something he had forgotten and that he hadn't noticed even six weeks later. But the word "pregnant" felt like the type of punch that leaves people without air. He was left speechless and completely lost. He could call you now, but he wouldn't know what to say. Because, what do people say when they just found out they could be a father through a voice message, by someone who had been his one night stand six weeks ago? Besides, it was 5 am and you were probably asleep.
Jason was still trying to recall your name while he undressed from his suit and entered the shower. The cold water wasn't enough to awake him from the shock and the sound of the bathroom's fan was only distracting him from remembering other detail about the night that weren't you moaning his name.
When he exited the shower and looked at his reflection on the bathroom mirror he saw a total failure. He wasn't the image of an ideal father. He was a beaten up vigilante with a shitty life and unhealed traumas that still haunted him. He was not made for loving anyone.
He thought of you, because it was selfish to think about only himself when he didn't knew anything about your situation right now. You could be thriving. Enchanted with the idea of being a mother, and maybe you were expecting Jason to show up as a father for the poor creature. Or you could be feeling as miserable, like Jason. You could be falling asleep crying, or overthinking, or both. You could be hating yourself for not being careful enough. You could be anxious, and thinking about abortion. But what Jason knew for sure was that you had provably fallen asleep with your nerves eating you up alive, after sending him that voice message.
"Fuck," was the last think Jason said before throwing his aching body onto his bed and falling asleep. He couldn't lie, he was praying for it to be a cruel joke, or a side effect from any drugging gas he had been in contact with during patron and he hadn't noticed. He couldn't be a father. Not now, not never.
"cmon on doll.. eat your damn soup."
jason huffs, for the past fifteen minutes hes been trying to convince you to eat the soup, that was definitely not disgusting and cold.
"no.. it looks so nasty."
you mumble, your voice scratchy from your sore throat.
"you don't need to do this for me jay, i can feed my self."
"doll, you can't even blow your nose."
jason spoke, giving you a knowing look. you huff, turning your head to the side.
"gimme a kiss.. and i'll feel better.."
"come here"
jason mumbles, giving you a quick peck.
"better?"
"much better."
in the morning both you and jason are sick.
"sorry?"
you laugh, a small cheeky smile on your face, looking over at jason whose face is all grumpy.

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𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐧
Or: You know you can count on your boyfriend Dick Grayson when someone slips something on your drink
Warnings: Heavy topics at hand, reader's drink is spiked (their friends are nearby and help - mostly description of the physical effects) + a little bit of unreliable narrator given that reader isn't fully conscious while everything happens // There's mentions of feeling sick / vomit, tho it isn't explicit and I've avoided using any specific words for it. // Lovingly requested here <3
Morph's thoughts: Okay this one has gone through like five different versions, all because i didn't like the party portion lmao I'm honestly not too sure how i feel about it and Dick might be a little ooc but oh well, wanted to finally get it out there since it was a request <3 Longer one, so it's under the cut :)
꒰DON'T WORRY .ᐟ.ᐟ
PAIRING ꒱ dick grayson x gn!reader
SUMMARY ꒱ interrupting your sleep, you clean up your injured boyfriend
WARNINGS ꒱ fluff, kind of angst (reader is worried about dicks safety), blood, description of a wound, vague implications of violence, mildly suggestive comments, no use of y/n, reader is called “pretty”, let me know if there's more
WC ꒱ 1.1K
A/N ꒱ this is my first fanfic who cheered 🥹anyway i really hope yall like it
The last thing you wanted to hear at 3:17am on a work night was Dick Grayson clumsily shoving his way through your living room window.
Hiii here's a cute idea:
Batboys au sweet-talking reader cuz they're sulking. Luv ur fics btw
I'm mad(ly in love with you)୨ৎ batboys! smau
Or where you aren't in a good mood and your boyfriend is very sweet to you.
Includes: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne and Tim Drake.
cw: fem!reader, mentions of sex, swearing, mentions of period, struggles with body image.
P.s. Thank you sweetie!! here's a little something before part 3 of Beg for it. I hope you like it!! Enjoy!!🩷
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icarus to the sun // r. grayson
index
xxvi. a safe return back to self
summary: it was supposed to be a meet cute. it was supposed to be easy. it was supposed to be Kori. it was supposed to, supposedtosupposedtosupposedto- you're beautiful. everyone always tells Dick not to stare directly at the sun. it's too bad he can't stop himself.
[inspired by One Tree Hill]
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‘C’mon Dickie,’ Your eyes are mischievous in the purple-red light of the room, your perfume swirling around his nose, invading his senses. ‘It’ll be really good.’
Here humbly requesting ak!jason being jealous
✯ cw. 18+. arkham knight!jason. jealous jason. soft smut. fluff.
an. thank you sm for the request. hope you enjoy beloved <33!
he doesn’t say anything about it. that moment in the bar. he just gets quiet in that specific way he does, helmet off, sitting on the edge of your bed with his elbows on his knees and his jaw tight, staring at the floor like it owes him something.
you’d watched the whole thing earlier. some guy at the bar, just talking to you, harmless flirting, and you’d watched jason watch it from across the room and seen the exact moment something in him went small and sad underneath all that armor.
you don’t make him say it. you already know and making him say it would be cruel.
you just cross the room and stand between his knees and he doesn’t look up at first, just tips forward and presses his face into your stomach like he’s hoping you won’t notice. you notice. your hands find his hair immediately, carding through it slow, and you feel him exhale against you, shoulders dropping a fraction.
“you know that meant nothing,” you say softly.
his hands come up to the backs of your thighs and grip there.

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THANK YOU SM FOR WRITING MY REQ POOKIE YOU ARE SO AWESOME 💯🫶💜
i just read ur new smau (missing u extra ft drunk reader) and a thought popped up, what if it was the opposite LMAO reader has to deal with their clingier when drunk s/o. Ik technically bruce doesn't get drunk, it's for the plot 👹‼️
stay hydrated dear 🫶💜! (may i be 💜 anon? Hehe)
Drunk in Love
featuring: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Bruce Wayne
Warning: drunk men, fluff
A/N: HIIIII 💜 ANONNNNN! Idk if I really like how this turned out but I hope you enjoy reading this, and you stay hydrated too!
✧˖° 𝐷𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠𝑜𝑛
✧˖° 𝐽𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑑
✧˖° 𝑇𝑖𝑚 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑘𝑒
✧˖° 𝐷𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑠
✧˖° 𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑦𝑛𝑒
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Lowkey need a smau with the bat boys where reader is like '"sorry for not picking up the phone I was beating up the joker" followed by silly emojies the bat boys think they are joking until reader sends a picture of it
Whoopsie Daisy
featuring: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Bruce Wayne
warning: fluff, violence mentioned (not described in detail tho), dramatic ahh bfs
A/N: I hope you enjoy<33
✧˖° 𝐷𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠𝑜𝑛
✧˖° 𝐽𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑑
✧˖° 𝑇𝑖𝑚 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑘𝑒
✧˖° 𝐷𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑠
✧˖° 𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑦𝑛𝑒
taglist: @fireriyu @sillygayfreak
Hi was just wondering if you were doing a part 2 where batboys forget ur birthday/couldn’t make it? Thank yewww ❤️
Beg for it ۶ৎ part 2! batboys smau!
Or where your boyfriend can't seem to make up for what he's done.
Includes: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne and Tim Drake.
content: angst, fem!reader, men being men again, the batboys being emotionally unavailable bitches.
P.s. I hope yall like this one cause I'm looking forward to making a part 3 :p
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The safehouse was quiet, too quiet. Papers were scattered across the table, maps of rural Europe marked with Leon’s messy handwriting. A half-empty cup of coffee sat beside his gun. Then the radio crackled.
“Agent Kennedy… we have confirmation.”
Leon froze. The voice continued carefully.
“It’s Victor. Our intel says he has your wife.”
For a second, Leon S. Kennedy didn’t react. Didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Then the chair scraped violently against the floor as he stood.
“…Say that again.”
Static hummed through the speaker.
“Victor’s group intercepted her transport two hours ago. We believe she’s being held at—”
The radio cut off as Leon slammed his fist into the table. Wood cracked under the force. His chest felt tight, like something was crushing his lungs. You. Of all people. You were supposed to be safe. Leon ran a hand through his hair, pacing the room. Every worst-case scenario rushed through his head at once.
You laughing at something he said. You falling asleep against his shoulder after long missions. The way you always told him he worried too much.
“Damn it…” he muttered.
Leon grabbed the radio again.
“Send me everything you’ve got on Victor. Location, security, numbers, everything.”
“Leon—”
“I said everything.”
The voice hesitated before responding.
“Understood.”
The line went quiet again. Leon stared at the map on the table. His eyes hardened. Victor had made a mistake. A massive one. Leon loaded his pistol with practiced precision.
Click.
“Taking my wife…” he muttered under his breath.
His voice was cold now. Dangerously calm.
“…that’s the last thing he’ll ever do.”
He grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. Somewhere out there, Victor thought he had leverage. But if there was one thing everyone eventually learned about Leon S. Kennedy.
It was that nothing in the world was more dangerous than a man fighting to bring his family home.
— Flustration
Includes: Dick Grayson (+ Jason Todd), Wally West (+ Roy Harper), Bruce Wayne (+ Clark Kent), John Constantine (+ Zatanna)
Summary: trying to prove to your fwb that you don't get flustered from kissing, you kiss someone else (based on that one off campus scene)
Content/CW -> gn! reader, kissing, fwb! reader, jealousy, mostly silly
— requested
froggi yaps -> been a while since i did a mutli-fic but this one had me feeling sooo inspired :p originally i was just gonna do the bats but i wanted to add wally soo

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hiii! first of all i loveeeee your SMAUs fr! i wanted to make a request for how would each batboys (and anyone else from DC if you’re up for it) react to be sent a pretty picture for a fit check or to post and then be deleted to ragebait them or because reader didn’t feel that cute (whichever you want tbh!!) i hope you have a nice day!! :)
Sucker for you
featuring: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Bruce Wayne, Wally West, Clark Kent, Hal Jordan
warning: MDNI 18+, suggestive (Jason, Hal, Bruce), fluff
A/N: Thank you so much!! I’m glad you like the SMAUs 🫶🏻 I had a lot of fun doing these, and I hope you enjoy reading this <33
✧˖° 𝐷𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑠𝑜𝑛
✧˖° 𝐽𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑑
✧˖° 𝑇𝑖𝑚 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑘𝑒
✧˖° 𝐷𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑠
✧˖° 𝐵𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑦𝑛𝑒
✧˖° 𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑊𝑒𝑠𝑡
✧˖° 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐾𝑒𝑛𝑡
✧˖°𝐻𝑎𝑙 𝐽𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑛
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Hi lovely! Are you still taking requests? How about a SMAU where reader sends a spicy pic accidentally but they’re not dating yet
surprise!
dick, jason, & wally x gn!reader
you accidentally send him a dirty picture! — join the sleepover!
content: not suuuper horny, but def nsfw, implied nudity — reupload bc I uploaded to the wrong ask last time :( I'm gonna keep the other ask in my notion so I still have it, don't worry!!
dick
jason
wally