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Batboys as your sugar daddy

What’s the point of all this money if you don’t have someone to spend it on?

Pairings: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake x fem!reader

Contains: Sugar daddies. Possessive, controlling men. Power imbalances. They’re all a little toxic. These relationships are not aspirational babes. Oral sex (f!receiving) in Dick’s.

Notes: 18+ or you’ll be blocked.

BRUCE WAYNE 💋

“Wear the diamonds,” Bruce rumbles from behind you, lips right next to the shell of your ear. Before you can answer, his warm hands are already on your throat, and cool platinum touches your skin. A hundred diamonds arranged in three dainty layers sparkle in the low light of Bruce’s bedroom, clinging tightly to your neck.

With the choker clasped in place, one of Bruce’s hands traces up and down your neck while the other rests heavily on your hip, holding you flush against his chest. His touch is hypnotic, pulling you in like a planet pulls a moon into orbit. Your whole world revolves around him—and that’s exactly how he likes it.

But like the moon, the subtle gravitational pull you have on him keeps him in place, keeps him stable, calms his most wicked of storms.

He bows his head. The way he looks at you through his eyelashes is almost reverent while he kisses your bare shoulder, skin interrupted only by your dress’s hair-thin silk strap.

“Beautiful,” he says, and you know he’s not talking about the necklace, the dress, or any of the other jewels and silks he’s drowned you in over the last year.

When your eyes meet in the mirror, one corner of his lips quirks up into a smirk, which he buries under a kiss to your jaw. 

There, with a quick, sharp nip of his teeth, he lays his claim. “And all mine.”

DICK GRAYSON 💋

Dick’s on his knees, head buried between your legs when you hear—feel—him say, “I need you to take a week off work.”

Well. What he really needs is for you to just quit your job already, but you got upset the last time he suggested it. Baby steps. For now.

“Why?” you gasp, blinking hard as you try to focus on the fact that he’s starting a conversation now when his tongue is making you smart and shake with pleasure.

“I want to go to the Maldives,” he says as if it’s the most inconsequential thing in the world, as if he’s saying he wants to go across town, not across the world.

His tongue flattens out and dips into your weeping hole, and your thighs tighten around his head in response. He groans, and you choke out, “A week for the Maldives?”

You feel his lips twist and curve around you, paired with a little graze of teeth; he’s smiling, and the sensation makes you dizzy. There it is, he wants to say. You want more. Finally, your expectations are starting to match his bank account.

But he decides to play the dumb, pretty boyfriend he likes to make people think he is. “You don’t think it’s enough time? Wanna take two weeks?”

“I don’t have the—” He kisses up to your clit and gives it a tentative little suck, which makes you fist his hair. “—vacation days.”

“Why don’t you just take them without pay?” he proposes as his tongue laves up your swollen sex. “It’ll be okay, just this once. You’ll feel so much better after some time off; I promise.”

JASON TODD 💋

Jason is currently scrutinizing the contents of your pantry, a box of macaroni and cheese in his hand. After seeing the scowl on his face, you’re not surprised when he starts to lecture you. “You eat this crap?”

You raise a brow because he’s one to judge. “I’ve seen you eat an entire party box of tacos.”

“I’m not you,” he fires back. His voice is still low, still calm, but you can sense an edge in his tone; this conversation is about a lot more than boxed macaroni and cheese.

In the beat of silence that follows, his heated gaze dulls to a smolder. “You don’t know how precious you are.”

You open your mouth to reply, but whatever retort you were going to argue back with is silenced when Jason’s big hands cup your face, tilting your head up so he can kiss your forehead. He lingers there, and you feel him tremble. His breath is ragged, rough—as if he’s afraid.

“I’m not you,” he repeats in a whisper. It’s like he’s talking to a child, like he knows you don’t know any better. Poor little you—you need him. “Just let me take care of you like always, okay? How about I sign you up for one of those meal prep kits? No more processed food; it’s not good for you.”

When he pulls you against his chest and strokes your hair, you feel yourself nod, unable to disagree. You know he’s right, after all; and isn’t it sweet that he treats you like a delicate angel even though he’s seen the worst of the world? That nothing without his stamp of approval is good enough for you?

TIM DRAKE 💋

“Oh, you’re all set,” your manicurist smiles at you as soon as you take out your wallet, nails freshly done. 

Caught off guard, all you can reply with is, “Huh?”

She just smiles a little brighter, and there’s a sparkle of something in her eyes. It looks a little wistful, but also a little vapid—is that jealousy? “Your boyfriend paid already,” she explains as her eyes not-so-subtly look around, trying to catch a glimpse of said boyfriend, but you’re just as surprised as she is.

“For the next year,” she adds in a dry tone. Slowly, you drop your wallet back into your purse. There’s only one man alive who could figure out where you get your nails done, what day and time you like your appointments, and call ahead to pay off your manicures for the next year without you ever finding out about it.

So when you get back to your car, you call him.

“Do anything fun today?” he asks over the phone, pretending to be way more innocent than he actually is.

“Tim—”

“Actually,” he cuts in, and you hear a bashful tremor in his voice. That tremor makes your stomach do flips, which beckons you to give in to whatever he wants. “I was just thinking about you. You’ve got the prettiest hands.”

“Tim—”

“Let’s go shopping later,” he rambles on, completely ignoring you. “I think you need some new jewelry. You’d like a new set of rings, wouldn’t you?”

🔖: @mrs-kurooo; @lovely-loren05

JeSsIcA gRaYsON dId YoU sLEeP WiTh Mr.WilSoN

IT’S THAT TIME OF THE YEAR AGAAIN

and yes have my fave niche les mis au: cosette and enjolras are siblings !!

also, i know cosette is a brunette in the brick but also, blonde cosette why not

will probs add more but im super tired rn

Steph: Tim and Kon, sittin in a tree.

Dick: K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

Kon: for the last time, Tim and I have never made out!

Tim: It was just mouth-to-mouth!

Steph: wait

Tim: oops

Dick: are you saying that you have put your mouth on Kon's?

Damian: don't be vulgar, Grayson

Tim: yeah, okay, Kon SAVING MY LIFE is not making out

Cass: awww, you save each other!

Kon: we're teammates. it's what we do.

Cassie: he never gave ME mouth-to-mouth....

Kon: you never needed it!

Duke: how do you....even know mouth-to-mouth?

Kon: all heroes should know it!

Kara: yeah okay but who taught you?

Kon: I learned in the Teen Titans

Cassie: Teen Titans never taught me....just saying...

Kon: stop being gross!

Dick: Are you saying that being gay is gross, because if so, I am very disappointed in you--

Kon: THAT'S NOT WHAT I SAID

Jason: 's what it sounded like

Tim: Kon calling people who are gay gross would be hypocritical

Steph: and why is that, Timbo?

Tim: uh

Kon: I'm bi, okay?????

Kara: interesting. And how does Tim know this?

Tim: we're friends. We talk.

Steph: let me guess. It's 3 am, neither of you can sleep, Kon creeps into Tim's room--

Kara: Kon sits on the end of Tim's bed, they stare into each other's eyes--

Cassie: Kon says, softly, staring at the moonlight lighting up Tim's face--

Duke: "I'm bi, Tim."

Dick: "Bi....for YOU."

Tim: THAT NEVER HAPPENED

Steph: sureeeeeeee it didn't

Donna: that's how Dick came out as pan to me

Dick: sort of. I mean, I didn't say I was pan for her, but there was the moonlight, and the beds, and the 3 am part--

Damian: that never happened, Grayson

Donna: oh yeah it did, punk

Jon: I wish I had a friend I was that close to

Kara: why, Jonno? you got something to tell us?

Jon: No! I just wish I had a good friend...

Steph: Damian, you're such a terrible person, look at his little face

Damian: how is this about me, now? I thought we were talking about Drake and the clone!

Cass: we can talk about both

Jon: no, no, it's not Damian's fault--

Jason: that he's a little punk? yeah, it is

Damian: can we please go back to talking about Drake and the clone's mating habits?

Tim: JAY HOW DID YOU COME OUT AS BI?

Jason: walked up to the guy, made out with him, and said "hey, Roy, I'm bi" and he said, "That's funny, your pants were saying--"

Kara: OKAY JASON THERE ARE SMALL EARS HERE

Damian: Danvers is right, nobody wants to hear about you and Harper's disgusting habits

Steph: right, let's talk about CASS and Harper's disgusting habits!

Cass: Harper Row is the most beautiful girl to ever exist.

Steph, Tim, Kara, Dick: awwwwwwww

Duke: this doesn't mean you're off the hook, Timberly

Tim: suRE IT DOES!!!

Cass: no, I'm pretty sure we never learned where Kon learned CPR

Kon: Tim taught me, okay????????????????

Dick: I KNEW IT!!!

Steph: did you make out??

Kara: was it romantic??

Tim: NO!! We used a dummy, just like how we learned it with Batman!

Cass: oh

Donna: boring

Cassie: I expected more from you

Barbara: If it helps, I found footage of them on a rooftop last week....

Tim: NO NO NO

Kon: THAT NEVER HAPPENED

Steph: BABS MY HERO LET ME SEE

Tim: NOOOOOOOO

[everything descends into chaos]

Bruce: You asked why we never have family get-togethers, Clark. This. This is why.

Clark: I'll admit I wasn't, uh, expecting that. At all.

Diana, eating popcorn: I was!

10/10

Wade: Your shaky leg is worse than normal what's up?

Peter: I have my ADHD and ASD evaluation tomorrow, what if its not ADHD and Autism and I'm just unfocused, can't brain properly and lack some social skills

Wade: Pete, how many alarms do you have set for tomorrow and how many tabs are open on your phone? Also how many unanswered texts?

Peter: 17 and 107 I think and I don't actually know, like 20 why?

Peter:

Peter: point taken

At the Watchtower

Kon: So then ma says "well you're not coming back into this house until you've caught every single one of them pigs"-

Tim: [clutching his coffee-mug and listening intently] without powers?

Kon: Of course! So there I am, covered in mud, and all I want is to eat some pie and go to bed-

Tim: [nodding enthusiastically while Kon continues his story]

Clark: [looks on from a distance]

Jon: [a few seats away] Did I tell you we got a new cow on the farm?

Damian: [with interest] what did you name her?

Jon: We haven't decided yet, Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but pa and I-

Damian: [earnestly interested]

Clark: [side eyes Bruce who's sitting next to him going through reports]

Clark: Hey Bruce?

Bruce: [grunts]

Clark: did I tell you we got a new cow at the farm?

Bruce: [hums noncommitally and continues reading]

Clark: [strained] Kon wants to call her Dorothy, but I think we should call her Susie and Jon-

Bruce: [sighs exasperatedly]

Clark:

Clark: [rips the reports away from Bruce with super speed]

Bruce: What the hell?

Clark: You're such a bad friend!

Bruce: what?

Clark: why am I stuck with you when my children's bat friends are so nice?!

Bruce:

Clark: Look at Tim! He's so nice! Why can't you be like that?!

Bruce: You want me to be like Tim?

Clark: Or Damian!

Bruce: [rubbing his temples] You want me to be like Damian?

Clark: I want you to listen when I talk!

Bruce: you were talking about cows

Clark: that doesn't matter!

Bruce: It matters a little

Clark: Cows are interesting!

Bruce: Cows are the opposite of interesting.

Clark: Well, I'M interesting

Bruce:

Clark: Bruce, tell me I'm interesting.

Bruce: [gets up and starts walking away]

Clark: [shouts after him] Bruce! Tell me I'm interesting!

Bruce: [walks faster]

-a week later-

Wonder Woman: Are Batman and Superman having a fight?

Flash: yeah I think so. I don't know what about though

Martian Mindhunter: I believe Batman insulted Superman's cow

Wonder Woman: I see.

Black Canary: Sometimes I wake up at night and think about the fact that they are two of the most important members of an organization that protects the world from certain annihilation and then I can't go back to sleep

Green Lantern: [feet propped on the table, throwing almonds into the air and trying to catch them in his mouth] yeah it freaks me out too

Black Canary: [glances at Green Lantern] never leave us, Diana.

I LITERALLY JUST STARTED WATCHING THE NANNY!!!

over the lunar new year i binge watched s1 of the nanny, and just HAD to doodle out my top outfits

Enjoltaire Head Canons

-grantaire is a comedian. he loves his job. however with being a comedian you kind of forget how to function with normal people, so for example saying things at mildly inappropriate times, & constantly saying dirty things at the “wrong time.” Not to mention offending A LOT of people. Enjolras likes to sit on his high horse & act like he’s love all of that (he’s not,) sometimes he giggles or just smirks & to r it makes it all worth it.

-R’s main news source is John Oliver & SNL’s weekend update (& Enjolras’ twitter feed.)

-Sometimes they’ll watch Comedy Specials together (E’s favorite is George Carlin.)

listen up my fellow les mis fans

look we love how george blagden ships enjoltaire but can we give some credit now to killian donnelly and fra fee for making THIS PHOTO:

like they werent a couple but they went out of their way to give us some freaking great courferre content

aah i love these boys <33333