#headcannons

Bruce: Cover what?

Damian: A hug. I wish to have one. I have brought payment. I understand that Grayson does not require this transaction for hugs, but as the head of the household, I assume yours come with fees?

Ilya making lunch for his first daughter, Anya: Cooking her plain meat and rice and plating it in her fancy little bowl 🐶 (no canned dog food)

“free the nip.”

2 posts one day?? AHHH.I was in the zone writing this.Bc my crotch goblin is finally asleep

Batboys x Reader:No bra

Bruce Wayne

Notices immediately. Says nothing. Internally combusting.

You walk into the Batcave one night in a loose tank top. No bra. Bruce glances up from his computer… and then freezes.

Eyes flicker back to the screen. Then back to you.

Then the screen again.

“You’re… comfortable, I see.”

You smirk.

“That a problem?”

He swallows, voice rough:

“Not at all.”

Five minutes later, you’re on his lap and the cowl’s off. You did not finish that movie.

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Dick Grayson

Fully loses his mind. Respectfully.

Dick’s brain short-circuits the first time you hop onto the couch in a crop top, no bra, totally unbothered.

He tries so hard to keep eye contact.

Fails.

“Babe. I’m trying to focus. I swear.”

You: “You’ve been staring at my chest for ten minutes.”

“Because it’s RIGHT THERE. And amazing. And I’m just a guy-“

He gets adorably clingy after that. Arms constantly around you, face in your chest.

“This is a safe space. For both of us.”

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Jason Todd

Thinks it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever done, even if it’s not on purpose.

You walk out of the shower in a big shirt and nothing underneath.

Jason literally chokes on his coffee.

“You tryna kill me, sweetheart?”

You laugh and shrug. “Bras suck.”

He grins, eyes dark.

“Nah, don’t stop on my account. Free the girls. Live your truth.”

Next thing you know, he’s behind you in the kitchen, hands “accidentally” grazing every time he reaches past you.

“Oops.”

He’s definitely the one who says,

“You’re not wearing a bra? That’s crazy. We should celebrate.”

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Tim Drake

Brain. Melted.

You’re working in the same room. He’s coding. You’re lounging. Braless.

It takes 3 minutes for him to forget how to spell his own name.

“Did you just delete your own code?”

“I-yes. Maybe. I don’t know what’s happening anymore.”

You teasingly stretch. He nearly drops his laptop.

Later, when you ask why he’s so red, he mutters:

“I support your comfort and liberation. But I’m so unwell right now.”

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Damian Wayne

Judgy at first. Then realizes he’s obsessed.

You mention you don’t like wearing bras.

He frowns.

“Tt. They exist for support. Do you want back pain?”

You: “No, I want freedom.”

He shuts up real quick when you demonstrate.

His brain slows to 0.2 fps the second he sees you move naturally around him.

He adjusts his collar. A lot.

“You may do what you wish. It is… aesthetically pleasing.”

He gets insanely protective when you go out like that. Glares at anyone who stares too long.

!content warning nsfw!

Bf Pope Cody He never lets you touch doors, he’s always opening doors for you

Bf Pope Cody He takes a long time to introduce you to his family, and even when he does he still won’t leave you alone with them or even let you tell them much about yourself.

Bf Pope Cody He loves the feeling of you on top of him sitting in his lap, riding his dick, even when you reach over him to grab something.

Bf Pope Cody He’s extremely whiny and clingy when he’s horny, not in an annoying way, but when you do something that gets him all hot and bothered he’ll follow you around and try to grope you, even when you’re in public, he doesn’t care he’ll push his hardening bulge against your ass while you’re bent over.

Bf Pope Cody huge dick that he’s not great at using, he’s not bad at sex, obviously but he’s too gentle sometimes likes he’s scared he’ll hurt you, until you begged him to fuck you senseless and he broke your headboard.

Bf Pope Cody one time you shook your ass while in reverse cowgirl now he’s obsessed and always asks “Can you please do that thing again, baby?”

Bf Pope Cody He’d never do it without your written consent, but when you’re asleep in the middle of the night and he’s still awake like he usually is, he’ll fantasize about pulling your cotton panties to the side and slipping in slowly.

Bf Pope Cody One time he raised his voice at you, not on purpose he was already on the edge and you didn’t notice, when he did snap you you flinched and he still hasn’t forgiven himself he spent the rest of the day worshipping you, doing whatever you asked.

Bf Pope Cody He loves cockwarming.. When you first started dating he didn’t seem to know much about sex of course he knew the basics, but he didn’t know many positions so you left him on your laptop with pornhub opened while you went to work, when you came back he sat you on his cock and did not let you get up until both of your were whining and at your breaking points.

Bf Pope Cody He will hug you so tight that your ribs start hurting if he hasn’t seen you in more than two days and when you wince he lets go and apologizes.

Bf Pope Cody Gets all mushy when you call him by a pet name ”My love” “Handsome man” “Andy” will all just make him melt and give him at least a semi.

Bf Pope Cody He will eat your pussy for hours if you let him, his favorite time to do it is when you just get home from work and you’re all sweaty it’s a little gross but not only does he not care he prefers it.

Bf Pope Cody He really likes to grope you, you only allow it at home when the two of you are alone, he’ll come up behind you when you’re doing something and run his hands slowly up your torso then grab your breasts while nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing you in.

Bf Pope Cody He’ll tell you stuff about his past and his childhood when he knows you’re asleep not only because he has a hard time being vulnerable but he wants you to know without you feeling pity or sadness for him eventually he does tell you when you’re conscious but he won’t look you in the eye.

characters ꒰ gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, naoya + higuruma 𐦯

warnings⋮ 18+ (only some convos), swearing, misogyny (we know who that is)

and dean sort of scoffs like, “kid, i’m giving you beer even though you’re — y’know, technically four or whatever.”

and jack nods and says, “and i appreciate it! i just sort of don’t like the taste.”

and dean shrugs and heads back to the bunker fridge and is like, “alright, well, we’ve got…” beer. there is only beer in the refrigerator, and a bit of (probably old) milk.

and so dean goes on a grocery run and gets apple juice and capri suns and sparkling water because he doesn’t know what the hell the kid is going to like. and it becomes a habit to pass jack a goddamn juice box instead of a beer, and assorted other beverages crowd for space in the refrigerator, and one day dean realizes that he’s reached for two cokes instead of two beers, not even thinking twice about what he’d grabbed for himself. one day, he realizes that the simple act of having a kid who didn’t wanna drink did more for his own drinking problem than anything else had.

Your husband looks cool on the surface, yes. but inside, he’s in a whirlpool of countless thoughts just pulling him deeper. And that won’t do.

“my love, did you take your multivitamin—” before he can complete the sentence, you make a sprint towards him and place a gentle kiss on his lips.

he’s startled. And then melts into a puddle of goo as he giggles softly. He brushes his nose against yours and places a kiss on the cool tip of it.

he doesn’t think much of it until he finally catches on when you keep interrupting him with kisses.

“don’t forget to—” kiss. “I’m serious here, y—” kiss kiss. He admits defeat with a sigh and pink ears.

“have you eaten yo—” kiss. “I understand what you’re attempting here but—” wet kiss. And then two more.