Delusional Yandere Elf

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THE HELL YOU MEAN YOU GOT A GIRL ?

summary : in which Tim's brothers find out he not only has a girlfriend but she's actually real and attractive and idk dating HIM of all people ???

Tim Drake is a busy man , his family knew that I meant come on ?? The kid is Red Robin, juggling Wayne Enterprises , solving cases, and not mention he attends college.

Not in a million years would they guess he of all of them would have a girlfriend and that he of all of them would have a functional relationship before any if them.

It started subtle at first - he'd finish patrol early , not really a big deal since they'd all assume he was busy with school and just had to go home.

Well truns out he was going home just not to do work just to simply have dinner with you.

The next sign was that he had a picture of you at the back of his phone - it's encased safely behind the clear casing . Dick saw it at first and shrugged it off, thinking it was a kpop idol or some model Tim liked alot - nope it was just him being in love with you and just showing it off.

Tim unironically smells better ? Damian doesn't know how to place it - its not that Tim ever smelled bad or had bad hygiene it's just that he's been particularly very into it as of late - he literally even has a skin care routine now but Damian writes it off as Tim being curious or weird.

Tim also starts dressing classier too like he wears good slacks or nice baggy jeans with fitted tops - showing off his slim but muscular figure as of late - he even asked Jason to borrow one of his old leather jackets and hey - Jason didn't mind lending his brother one - he just thought Tim was getting into the grunge style like him. Nope, it turns out Tim overheard you saying guys in leather jackets were hot, so of course, he had to get the real thing.

Flash forward to like a year and a half down the line and one day all three of them were talking about how Tim was glowing up and getting himself in shape .

Dick : " you know Tim's been idk dressing up as of late ".

Damian : " smh it's like he's pathetically trying to impress someone "

Jason : " I thought he was just idk changing his style ?"

Dick : " you think ? Plus he's been ending patrol early lately"

Damian : " he's a nerd Grayson , knowing him he gets home earlier to study or what not ".

Jason : *cackling* " and he wonders why he can't get a girlfriend "

*Tim who just walked in and overheard jason* : " I literally have a girlfriend. What do you mean ?"

Pin drop silence . Everyone stares at him, eye wide and then they burst out cackling.

Jason : " Timmy boy a blow up sex doll doesn't count a girlfriend"

Dick : *laughing* " Tim the day you get a girlfriend is the day the world would end"

Damian : " Timothy, that's the best joke you have ever uttered."

Tim scowls at them , " I LITERALLY HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND SHES A REAL PERSON"

Damian *still laughing* : " Alright Timothy, let's meet your so-called very real girlfriend."

Flash forward to two hours later and they're at a local Lego shop at the mall , the batboys are all confused .

Jason : " Tim, when we said a real girl, we didn't mean a Lego woman figure"

Tim just rolled his eyes - annoyed because he can't fathom why they didn't think he can't have a girlfriend .

Not even two minutes passed, and you bolted out of the store and engulfed Tim in a big hug and began kissing him all over his face. Tim wore a big , smug smile as he wrapped his hand around your waist and pressed you a forehead kiss.

Dick's mouth is too the floor , Jason's eyes just widen so big you'd swear his eyes will roll out and Damian looks like he's gonna hurl.

Damian : " I think - I think I going to die "

Jason *still in shock* : " There is no way this is real - literally no way I've got to be imagining shit "

Dick : " Someone pinch me " *Damian pinches him hard* " OUCH WHAT THE FUCK"

Jason points at you and then at Tim , " Miss is he holding you hostage -"

Tim rolls his eyes , " SHES MY GIRLFRIEND"

Damian tuts , " She's too hot to be with the likes of you she should date someone better "

Dick : " Like me -"

Shutting him down immediately, Tim : " Fuck no"

You awkwardly laughing , " So you're Tim's brothers ?"

Jason : " unfortunately ". *dick nudges him hard* " OW WTF"

You : " It's nice to meet you all I'm Tim's girlfriend "

Dick : " yeah that's the part we are all processing"

Damian : " Are you sure you're not talking about another tim?"

Tim , scowling : " Shut the fuck up demon she said she's my girlfriend so can yall stop being so annoying now "

You : " They didn't think you'd have a girlfriend ?"

Tim : " no and I don't know why especially since they themselves don't have one either "

Jason : " in my offense I died -"

Dick : " Pack it up. It's been 4 years since you came back. You got no excuse "

Jason : " I know the man who has fumbled every relationship he touches is not talking "

Damian : " This is all pointless. Love is stupid and worthless"

As the both continue to bicker back and forth, you turn to Tim with a wide grin , " Who do you think is worse ?"

Tim , pulling you in closer , : " Definitely Bruce "

*in a very far distance*

You laugh as you grab his hand and left him off somewhere , " Let's go get milkshakes".

Bruce *sneezes* : " Someone is trash talking me "

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can you write gentle fem reader x bottom dazai smut…,.

FAIR SKIN AND RED ROPE

osamu dazai x reader | nsfw

cw! female reader, bottom dazai, shibari, SO SOFT sex, implied multiple rounds, vaginal sex, dacryphilia, soft femdom reader, mention of self-harm scars, slight pain kink, unprotected sex

thank you for the request! usually when I write reader I put myself into them which is just sub reader but imma try top reader just for you <3

"Oh sweet baby~"

Your hips bounced against his own. Wrist flicking back; holding the red rope tight. A moan came down from the man below you.

He moaned your name. You didn't miss the way tears rolled down his face due to the immense pleasure of rope against his skin, and your tight heat around him.

White was across his stomach, and some into the crevices in his skin. He was twitching wildly and overstimulated, as you were.

So sore and red but you couldn't stop yourself. You needed him and he needed you.

"Osamu~"

Your hands trailed down the rope that dug into the man's skin. He moaned at you subtle touch. His hips writhing up which caused a loud moan from you.

"Stop that!" You lightly slapped his thigh, and your grip on the rope tightened. He moaned from the slight pain erupting from the rope digging in. "You gotta behave, honey." You caressed his face so sweetly.

"Beladonna!" His lips caught you a sweet and passionate kiss. "You're so good for me." You hand petted his hair as your hips slammed down on him. Your own weight crashing down on his rather weak body (at the moment).

On any normal day, he'd overpower you, but right it was you who was in control.

Tears crying from everything. From your tight walls to your sweet praise Dazai drooled like a dog. His arms were weak and asleep painfully from not being able to use them.

He found himself loving to be at your beck and call. Beneath you and worshipping you, for you were found to be his everything.

"C'mon, cum for me, Osamu." You moaned for him. Your own legs shaking as you chased for your own release as well. "Do it." You're hands played with his hair as he sobbed from the pleasure.

It was too much and he loved it. "Ah- Bela!"

He was too sweet, despite his monstrous past. You loved this changed man and he was utterly weak against your gentle touch.

You shuddered as you came with him. Osamu's head back with a strained noise coming from him.

You lightly giggled. Coming down on his you kissed his neck and moved down to bite a hickey into his scarred neck. Your hands trailed down sides.

He moaned strangled as your hips began to grind on his soft cock between your hot walls. "Fuck!" He cried.

You only laughed.

"Be a good boy for me, would ya?"

Can you do a part 2 request for Tomas Vrbada x Muscular!Fem Reader in slightly smut?

Imagine Tomas sees his girlfriend in her nightgown. As she flexes her muscles to make him blush red

NIGHTTIME THOUGHTS

tomas vrbada x reader | sfw / nsfw-ish

CW! female reader, suggestive content, like only humping or explicit thoughts, fluffy, topish reader, Drabble

part 1

An empty bed and flushing ninja in it. How long ago had he’d been noticed by her, by you. A magnificent goddess with a overpowering stature.

A tall woman with a magnificent build.

You were everything that he admired.

Especially in that nightgown you threw onto your body. It hugged you in the right places and in the moonlight it was utterly beautiful to see you.

Finding you beautiful is always how he gets himself in these situations; you on his lap. He adored your weight on his lap, and movement of your hips.

You were forceful with it. Hands surrounding his face to make him look you in the eyes.

Or maybe what got him in this situation is when your flexed your muscles. Any time you did that he was flushing red. Didn’t know why but he liked the thought of getting dominated by you.

“Who’s my good boy.” It wasn’t a question. That teasing smirk of yours had him shaking. His hands resting on your hips as you two pleased each other.

“Me.” He whispered with a wobbly smile.

You laughed as you kept on moving. “You are and will continue to be.”

He laughed as he was pushed down onto the bed. The rustles of your nightgown being thrown and his own pajamas being taken off it would be a long night.

Especially when he caught sight of your magnificent body.

God, Tomas loved his life.

More importantly he loved you.

He runs his fingers through your hair and feels scabs on your scalp from wounds, he didn't know you got. He doesn't remember you getting hurt and is now very worried.

You didn't want him to know.

Reader x any bsd character you want.

🎀"LITTLE BAMBI EYES"🎀

chuuya nakahara x reader | sfw

cw! implied/referenced abuse, romantic relationship, descriptions of injury, friends to lovers, abuse from an ex lover, gn! reader, hurt comfort

thank you for the request! this felt very fitting for chuuya so I hope you liked this rendition!

It wasn't hard for you not notice how he stilled. Chuuya's fingers lingered atop your head.

Dread seeped in your chest, and the underlining anxiety was laced in your stomach. Eyes watering as you remembered how it happened.

That push to the cabinet. The bruises on your back ached. How that god damn glass bottle came crashing down on your head. The neighbor from across the hall breaking in and taking them down.

Blood gushing and dirtying your head. The neighbor calling the police as his wife held you; comforting you as you cried. Trying to clean your bleeding head.

Never did you tell Chuuya. You're best friend, who was in the damn mafia. Easily you could have told him, and they would have been taken care, but you were too sweet for that.

Neither did you want to bother Chuuya with it.

You dealt with the situation on your own. For days at a time you recovered and spent time with Chuuya when he had the time. Never did he mention it.

The court date echoed in the back of you mind. Having to face them and confront them for they had done.

Chuuya had long ago told you they weren't good for you. You refused his offer of help. You didn't wish to burden him.

His gloved fingers felt the pressure of scabs on your scalp. Hues looking down to see the paint redness and brown of healing marks and dried blood.

In doing so you curled up to avoid his appointing gaze. Your name was said quietly. His voice careful but there was the tone of anger and worry. Angry at who did this to you, and the worry for you.

You said nothing. You're body scottimg away from him. He allowed it and stared at you as you did so.

The TV blared loudly. The blanket on the couch was used to hide your self. Instinctively you reached for your head. An itch from was strong.

You should have left him earlier-

"Hey don't do that." His bigger hands stopped the hand to your scalp. Your face embedded into the blanket, refusing to look at him.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled. Tears flooding down your face. You went to pull your hair but once again he caught your wrists inside him gloved hands. "Stop that."

Your name on his tongue was velvety and gentle. So much kinder than them. "What happened?" Darkness leaked out like water in a broken glass vase. Seeping out in small amounts.

It's up to you stop him from bursting out, and ruining the beautiful wooden table.

You whimpered. Softly you recounted the events of what happened to you. The court date and how terrified you were. Never wanting to burden him with your problems, especially him saying they were bad for you.

You didn't listen.

You had your reasons for staying, but either way he had told you.

Now, look where it lead you.

Hands cupped your face. Leather fabric ruffling as it crunched up. Chuuya's face serious with the fiercest loyalty. "Don't be sorry. Don't blame yourself."

Despite his small frame his embrace was warm. His very hold was overpowering. His short height seemingly bigger than ever. You were small now, and he protected you like a wolf protected its cub.

"Chuuya...But..."

His gloved hand draped over your head and felt those scabs. His leather fingers caught the residue of dried blood from scratching, picking, and pulling.

"You poor thing. Dollface, don't do this. Don't hurt yourself." You've never seen him so soft for you.

He pulled away. Holding your shoulders firm. Worry and concern with loyalty in his hold. Redness in his face. A beating loud heart in both his and yours.

He had harbored his feelings for the longest time.

You held yours, but never left for him. The fear of them doing something to him, if possible, and anyone else scared you. They would follow you to the deepest hell just to torture you.

"I'll be there. At court and be there for you." A head pat to your head. "To be your strength, and you'll stand strong. I know you can."

Tears were shed from you. Your eyes were head. Fat and hot, similar to the blood gushing from your head.

You clung to him. Feeling smaller than ever, but also loved. Chuuya held you close. His heartbeat loud in your eyes as you cried.

Kissing your forehead and rubbing your back.

"I'll be here always. No matter what happens."

WHAT

Can you do Jason Todd x Fem Reader?

Imagine Jason inviting her to dinner at Wayne’s manor

WARMTH OF A HOME

jason todd x reader | sfw

CW! fem reader, good parent bruce supremacy, fluff all around, attempt at humor

Summary! Jason makes a promise to take you to Wayne’s manor for dinner to meet his family. He feels he may regret it (spoiler he does until he doesn’t)

thank you for the request! the drama and chaos is on the horizon 🙌

“I wanna meet her Little Winggg!”

“Fuck off-“

“Don’t be like that!”

Jason pushed Dick off of him. He hated that his face was flushed red as Dick boasted how they should meet his girlfriend, you.

“I would too like to meet this woman you’ve acquainted yourself with, Todd.” Damian asked, while looking like a gremlin.

“C’mon Jaylad!” Steph mused with teasing smile with bright teeth.

“Fuck off all of you!” Jason seethed. Looking redder than ever which caused a laugh out of everyone.

“I’d like to meet her if that’s okay?”

Jason stilled and turned to find Bruce with Alfred and hopeful smiles on their faces. “I’d love to meet the girl you’ve so dedicated yourself too. From what you’ve said it sounds like she’s a very sweet girl.”

Curse Bruce and his sweet talking ways.

So now he found himself dressing up quite nicely and you in a beautiful red dress. The same color as his mask.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” He asked slowly with a grimace on his face. You simply blinked and smile. Your hand curving to cup his face to turn towards you.

“Yes. It’s your family and they love you. Despite whatever you’ve done or they’ve done you still love them and they love you. Made you into the man I love now and today.” You mused him. With a kiss of the lips Jason felt like he fell in love with you all over again.

Once again he asked himself how he got someone like you in his arms.

So there you have it. Jason stood with you hand in hand at Wayne Manor and in front of those humongous doors.

“You’re shaking.” You commented with a sly smile. “You’re nervous.”

“So are you-“ Jason mused back with a scowl. A teasing one as he came to look at you. Once again feeling as if he was undeserving of such a beauty like you.

“You’re scared too. I may have been a crime lord and may have died young but I can still see that you’re nervous too.”

“Damn you caught me!”

He chuckled seeing you act so dramatic. Your hand on your head and other on your chest. Eyes closed where he could see the glitter of your makeup.

His eyes gravitated to your lips which were a shade of red. “Always trying to tempt, dont’cha?” He pulled your waist. You giggled in response.

“Anytime I wear red it’s got you acting up. Behave yourself or you’re getting nothing tonight.”

“You little minx-“

The door opened after Jason rung the doorbell to reveal Alfred. “Good evening Master Jason, and you should be his girlfriend.” Alfred spoke carefully with a raised brow. Pride in his eyes when looking over at you and Jason’s arm around your waist.

“Yes I am. It’s great to meet you.” You bowed slightly with a smile. Jason could see that your smile was a bit tightened.

“It’s joy to have you here for dinner. Now come in before any of you catch a cold.” He opened the door further. Jason took your hand and let in you. The manor magnetic and beautiful; and stars in your eyes.

Perhaps Jason wanted to die right there because all of his siblings, whether or not they considered themselves Bruce’s children, were staring.

“What the fu-“

“Master Jason.”

You giggled watching the exchange between him and Alfred. His sibling’s eyes widening watching you laugh. The one to get up officially was Dick.

“Hello, I’m Dick. Our sweet Little Wing’s older brother.” He dramatically assessed to you. You smiled big and introduced yourself to him and everyone else.

“I wouldn’t use sweet…”

“Shut it Tim!”

“Yeah shut up Drake.”

“Hey! You promised you’d behave!” Dick attacked back with his pointer finger at Tim and then Damian.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Richard.” Damian crossed his arms looking away pouting. His ears red surely from embarrassment.

“Yeah what the demon said.” Tim grinned as he stepped up to you. “It’s great to meet the woman who will hopefully make him more tolerable.”

“I’ll shoot you.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Tim and Jason!”

You blinked with a blank smile on your face. Joy evident on your face while the three seemed to argue. It wasn’t bad and simply baseless banter.

“So how did Jason score you?” Stephanie came strolling up with Duke, Cass, and Damian at her side.

“He saved me from being mugged.” You replied with the shrug of your shoulders.

“Wow. Of course he did.” Duke laughed. “Always so protective.”

“Yes he is. I’m assuming you’re Duke? Stephanie? Cass, and then Damian? Am I correct?”

“How did you know?” Stephanie asked with wide eyes. The rest of the siblings had shocked looks (w/ exception of the three og robins who were still arguing).

“Jason always talks about guys. Praising and bragging about you guys.” You laughed seeing their faces. “You didn’t know? He’s funny like that.”

“Hey! Are you making fun of me?!” Jason caught on to what was going on. His arms pulled away from you and in the air. His face flushing red which caused a bright laugh from you.

“Oooh! What did he say!”

“Yeah what did he say!?”

“Todd, what did you relay to her?”

A clap silenced you all. Belonging to Alfred who has an amused smile on his face. “Dinner is served. Master Bruce is awaiting.” He bowed and allowed you all to follow.

“I just know B will love you.” Stephanie giggled.

“Now why would you say that?!” Jason shot back. The blonde ignored him and continued to skip down the hallway in her nice purple dress.

“God damn…”

“I like your siblings. They’re funny.” You mused into his ears. His face got redder as he turned to look at you. “You need to lighten up, baby. They tease you because they love you.”

“I hate that you’re always remind me.”

“It’s my job.”

When entering the dining room there was the man, Bruce Wayne. Dressed nicely in a navy blue turtleneck and black slacks. He turned to greet each of his kids as they filed into their seats.

Alfred aside to serve dinner which all looked delicious.

“Old man.” Jason walked up to him with you. Your hands tightening on his hands as Bruce looked at you with a blank face.

You greeted yourself to Bruce with smile.

The man smiled and grabbed your hand, and with a smile; “I’ve heard very good things about you. I’m glad to meet you.”

Ever the charmer.

“B.” Jason glared and Bruce didn’t seem bothered by it. “Yes Jason?” He seemed challenge the younger with just a single glare.

“Nothing.” You giggled and patted his shoulder. His face got even redder when Bruce ruffled his hair.

“You picked a good one, son.”

“Screw-Screw you old man!”

Bruce and you laughed at his reaction. Even behind him he could hear his siblings laughing. Even Alfred seemed amused beyond all hell.

“Let have dinner shall we?” Bruce asked with a wave of his hand.

“Yes we shall!” You pulled Jason along. His face red as his mask especially when he could hear and see Stephanie gossiping into Cassandra’s ear and her quietly giggling.

Absolutely humiliating.

But despite that Jason found himself smiling. You were smiling as you found yourself in a conversation with his siblings about how you guys met.

You knew everything and anything about what was wrong with him, and every dysfunctional familial moment and yet you loved him.

You loved his family.

Jason felt content.

Bruce was proud of him. He made it clear with a toast.

“To Jason and [__]! A bountiful future for them!” Out of his seat Bruce raised his glass. His siblings, and even Alfred joined in with a clinking of glasses.

He felt you on his shoulder, and red lips against his ear once again, “I told you everything would be alright.”

He huffed a laugh, “Of course. You’re always right.”

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Bruce Wayne as a dad, but he doesn't try to reprimand his kids, he just acts like everything is his 13th reason:

"Jason, if you throw that guy off the cliff, i am also jumping off after him."

"Dick, if you don't get down from there, I will stand under the chandelier when it falls down."

"Damian, if you cut that head off, i will walk into your sword."