#tentatoddweek2020

Instead of finishing the other Stray fic, I wrote Stray as an adult and Jason with Ivy powers, because why not?

638. never gonna be refined (DCU: JayDick, 5.6k, E)

Tags: AU, blowjobs, deepthroating, anal, sounding, plantacles, consentacles, relationship stuff, sex pollen (sort of), breathplay, bottom Dick

Summary/excerpt:

"Is that not how it usually goes? First we make out, then I make off with something?"

"We never just make out. It always turns into a whole Thing."

"You sound as though you're complaining." He grins. Jason's kisses are addictive. They always turn him into a kitten in heat. Ivy has immunized him to the toxins that Jason's skin secretes, but not to their aphrodisiac side effects.

"That's because I am."

I did not get around to writing the octomer Dick prequel I wanted to do for this day, but there’s always mermay. I hope?

640. I'm confidently insecure about us now (Nightwing: JayDick, 2.4k, E)

Tags: jealous Tenta!Jay, angst, fluff, tentacle sex, bottom Dick

Summary/excerpt: 

"What is this?" Jason asks and his fingers trace over Dick's shoulder blades.

"What is what?" Dick asks, rolling onto his back and rubbing his eyes.

"Those bruises," Jason growls and his voice is dipping dangerously low. "They're not from me."

(Read more on AO3.)

But not a tentacle-free day!

641. my shadow as company (DCU: JayDick, 1.7k, T)

Tags: Eldritch Dick, zombie Jason, sick fic, crack and angst, mild jealousy

Summary: The one in which Jason has to deal with Dick being ill and devolving into a pile of whiny goo.

Dick can be a handful. Or an armful. Several armfuls.

There are perhaps no adequate units of measurement that would help to quantify both Dick's mass and the amount of nerves he's costing Jason. At least none that Jason can think of.

(Read more on AO3.)

Kind of wondering whether to continue this. But. *eyes mountain of WIPs*

639. till it ignites our skin (RHATO: Jason, 1.8k, E)

Tags: Porn watching, masturbation, getting creative with your tentacles, sexual fantasies, hatching plans, so much introspection

Summary: Coming to terms with his new be-tentacled being has been a process. One not without its kinky side effects, but also not without its drawbacks.

Fuck yeah, take it, you slut. You like it when a thick cock is pounding you raw, don't you?

Jason groans and his eyes roll back until there's no pretty gaping hole in his line of sight anymore. He's close. The tight clutch around his cock should be enough to get him there.

(Read more on AO3.)