Kira124
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“I am broken, Tosh! I don’t work! I’ve got no heartbeat, no feelings, no tears, I have got nothing for you!”
— Owen to Tosh.
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(via dragoneye01)
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Please, reblog! IIt’s called self defense. Apart from having here, in the US, one of the highest cases of homicide and rape in the world and high rate of GBV, think about how this could help your mother or sister
It’s a shame I have to reblog, but please do the same
(via dragoneye01)
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Jason : I’ve decided to open up a coffee shop
Damian : well there’s something that I NEVER would have anticipated
Jason : and it’ll be called “Fuck Mornings“
Tim : now THAT I anticipated
Jason : and all the drinks can have cute little names, like “Its too early for this Bullshit”
Jason : “My Boss is a fucking Asshole”
Jason : “My Boyfriend wont let me Smash”
Tim : *pointedly looks to Dick*
Dick : *hiding behind a magazine*
Jason : and they ALL come with a shot of tequila in them
Roy : sign me the fuck up ! where does my ass invest in this shit ???
Damian : please, for the love of god, do not encourage him…
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Jason Todd x Reader - Sex Scene
HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE MY JAYBIRD SMUT FICS ARE BACK AND I CAN FINALLY GO BACK TO LEADING A SINFUL, SMUT-FILLED LIFE :D
WARNINGS: NONE(JUST KIDDING THIS IS SO SMUTTY IM NOT EVEN KIDDING. PUBLIC SEX YA’LL)
WORDS: 749
The stinging cold of the room was almost ignored when the sex scene came on. You knew this movie was R-Rated. What you didn’t know was how hot watching it was with your boyfriend running his hand down your thigh.
“Jay, I don’t think we should…” you whispered, but even you couldn’t fool yourself to think you weren’t wet at that moment. His large hand slid deeper into your inner thighs, so close to feeling your dripping pussy under your skirt. He leaned in and nibbled at your neck, slowly digging his teeth into your delicate skin. His breath was scorching against you as he kissed at your jaw, your cheek, everywhere his lips could have contact on.
(via jasontoddsmut)
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This is the full question and response in case anyone is curious. It’s awesome.
Dear Care and Feeding,
My wife and I and our 4-year-old son were out to dinner last week. It was a medium-nice restaurant, not fast food, but not super fancy either. My son is a normal, active little boy, and it’s hard for him to sit through a whole dinner, so we let him explore the restaurant a little. I noticed our waitress giving him the hairy eyeball, so we asked him to stop running. He was pretty good about it after that, but he did get underfoot when she was carrying a tray, and she spoke to him pretty sharply to go back to our table and sit down. I felt it was completely uncalled for, and she should have come and spoken to us personally instead of disciplining someone else’s child.
I tipped 5 percent and spoke briefly to her manager, who gave noncommittal replies. My wife agrees with me, but when we posted about it on Facebook, we got a lot of judgy responses.
—It’s Hard for a 4-Year-Old to Sit Still
Dear Sit Still,
Yeah, this is your fault. It’s hugely your fault. Of course it’s hard for a 4-year-old to sit still, which is why people usually stick to fast-dining establishments while working on restaurant manners. It’s why one parent usually responds to a fidgety kid who wants to “explore” by taking him outside the restaurant, where he can get his wiggles out while not taking laps around servers precariously carrying trays of (often extremely hot) food and drink.
A kid “exploring” a restaurant is not a thing. When you did intervene, it wasn’t to get him back in his seat. It was just to instruct him to “stop running.” You weren’t parenting, so a server did it for you. She was right. You were wrong.
Your son is not ready to eat at a “medium-nice” restaurant again until he is capable of behaving a little better. You can practice at home. You can practice at McDonald’s. You can try a real restaurant again with the understanding that one of you may need to take him out when he starts getting the urge to run an obstacle course.
I doubt that you will do this, but I encourage you to return the restaurant, apologize to the manager for complaining about your server, and leave her a proper tip.
Mend your wicked ways.
Also with kids at a restaurant…
Please, and I mean PLEASE try to make sure they aren’t making a huge mess. An accident? That’s okay, but like I work at a pizza place and we have kids come in all the time and just shake the cheese in the cheese shakers all over the table, and fling the sauce just everywhere. Everyone dreass when kids walk in just because of this.
And to reiterate the running around thing, we have had a server drop a drink on a kids head before because they ran into her. It was so awful. Thankfully the kid didn’t get cut or anything, it was just a bump on the head, but still. A glass fell onto their head because they were running around. Servers are not expecting this.
If your kid is too young.
Don’t being them to a restaurant.
End of story.
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“ “[Vanessa Jackson] admitted to police that she intentionally set him on fire because shooting him would have been ‘too nice’.” ”
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“[Vanessa Jackson] admitted to police that she intentionally set him on fire because shooting him would have been ‘too nice’.”
a true american hero
(via dragoneye01)
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Clark’s Niece - Part 1
So I’m gonna change their age a little bit. The reader is 8 and Damian is 10.
Next: Part 2
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You were terrified. Uncle Clark wants to take you up to the Watchtower to meet the rest of the Justice League. Neither you or Clark is entirely sure how you ended up on Earth, but according to the DNA test that Batman had run, you were definitely related to Uncle Clark. Connor had also taken an instant liking to you, mainly because you preferred to be around your cousin more than your uncle.
The Zeta tube announces the arrival of Superman, and everyone turns toward the sound. You reach out, gripping the edge of Uncle Clark’s cape, hiding behind him. “Everyone, this is my niece, Y/N”
You duck behind Uncle Clark’s cape, there are too many strangers for you to feel comfortable. Uncle Clark chuckled and moved his cape, balling it up so you can’t hide anymore.
A red blur zooms up to you, crouching beside you, “Hello! My name is Barry! It’s really nice to meet Big Blues niece!” The man pulled off his mask, revealing a young face and kind eyes.
“Uncle Clark” you whisper; your shaking hands griping the leg of his costume.
“It’s alright” Clark crouched down so he was eye level with you, “Come on, say hello to Barry”
“H-Hello Mr. Barry” you whisper, shyly holding out your hand. Barry grins, gently shaking your hand, he’s obviously excited. You can feel him almost vibrating beside you.
“Just Barry is fine, sweetheart! Or Uncle Barry”
You smile shyly and nod, the other League members slowly come forward to meet you, until you have been introduced to everyone but Batman and Robin. At that point you have come out of your shell a little bit.
“Hello, Batman! Hello Robin” You float up until you are eye level with Batman’s face, “You’re my favorite League member! It’s really nice to meet you”
Bruce lips quirk in a smirk, “It is very nice to meet you too, Y/N. My name is Bruce. This here is my son Damian”
You immediately drop down to face Damian, “tt, Father I do not understand why I had to attend this meeting”
You tilt your head, and suddenly dart in, wrapping your arms tightly around Damian. Several of the adults gasp, tensing ready to separate the two, “Hello, you are gonna be my best friend”
Damian struggles for a minute, before he gives one last sigh and begrudgingly hugs you back. Every League member freezes, fully expecting Damian to attack you for touching him. “I suppose I can allow you to befriend me, having a Super at my side could have its benefits.”
You smile, happy to have finally made a friend, you grab onto Damian’s cape, making sure you don’t lose your new friend.
There’s a flurry of wind and suddenly your cousin is standing next to Uncle Clark, “Sorry I’m late, Y/N! I had to do a quick patrol before I came up here”
You let out a happy shriek and shoot into Kon’s arms. “Kon!! I missed you!”
The older Kryptonian chuckled, “It’s only been a day, honey!”
You grab onto Kon’s hand and drag him over, “Have you met Damian? He’s my best friend!”
Connor chuckled, “Didn’t you just meet the little brat? How can you be best friends already, squirt?”
You giggle happily and zoom back over to Damian, who immediately folds you into a hug. You squirm until you’re facing your cousin, but still wrapped in the older boy’s arms. ” Come say hi, Kon!!”
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The adult Justice League members smile and shake their heads at you younger heroes’ antics. “I’m gonna call it” Barry announced, loud enough for the adults to hear, but the younger ones were too preoccupied to be paying attention so they didn’t. “Those two are going to be married someday”
Clark stiffens immediately, turning to look at the two youngest. His mouth opens in horror when he sees Robin gently cradling his niece against his armored chest. The smallest Super wiggles out of Robin’s hold and hangs onto his cape, letting herself be pulled around wherever Robin goes.
“Not going to happen, Barry” Clark growled
Bruce raises one eyebrow, “And why not? Do you think my son isn’t good enough for your niece?”
Clark turns around, “I didn’t say that, Bruce. Damian is a good kid, but I mean, Y/N is so young …”
“Well they can be friends, can’t they? I mean there’s no harm in that” Bruce smirks, placing a hand on his best friends shoulder, “What harm could it do, they’re both young, and there are so few young people in the Hero role. It’ll be good for them to have a friend”
Clark looks like he wants to argue again, but he doesn’t want to start anything, “I suppose Y/N could use a friend”
Bruce’s smirk gets bigger, “I’m glad you see it that way, Clark. But Barry … I do have to agree with you, those two are going to get married”
Clark gapes at Bruce as the other League members laugh. Bets are made while Clark just stands there in complete shock. He is the only one to say that the won’t be getting married.
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“Dami!” You call. Damian had vanished, he had been right behind you, but when you turned around he was gone. You could feel tears build up in your eyes, you had already lost your first friend and it hadn’t even been a day. You were alone, and you were scared. “Dami!!!” You sob.
You fly around, frantically looking for your best friend, but you can’t find him. Damian is actually the one who finds you.
“Beloved? Why are you crying?” His eyes are wide behind his mask, “Who hurt you? I will kill them!”
You fling your arms around his neck, pulling him into a fierce hug, careful of your advanced strength. Damian stands up, picking you up with him and sits down in a nearby chair. “I was so scared” you sob, “Thought I lost you!”
Damian rocks back and forth, “Hush, Beloved, hush. I am here. I am so sorry for leaving you, I did not realize how much stress my disappearance would cause you”
You sniffle, nuzzling into Damian’s throat, “Just … Just don’t do it again, okay?”
“Never, Beloved, never.”
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“Y/N it’s time to go!”
Tears immediately fill your eyes, “I don’t wanna go Uncle Clark”
“We have to go back to the farm. Grandma and Grandpa will be worried if we don’t head back soon”. Uncle Clark crouches down so he’s eye level with you.
The tears spill over, “I don’t want to leave my new friend. Damian said that we are gonna get married. If we are married, then you can’t separate us”.
“How dare you upset my Beloved” Damian snarls, taking a step in front of you. He whips out one of his swords, leveling it at Uncle Clark’s chest, he was ready to fight for you.
Everyone froze when Bruce let out a chuckle, “It seems like the children have taken a liking to each other. Why doesn’t Y/N come back to the Manor with me, the two can have a sleep over?”
You zoom over to Clark, “Please? Please? Please Uncle Clark?!?”
Uncle Clark looks like he’s in pain, “Alright, but just for tonight”.
At the conformation Bruce full on smiles, and Uncle Clark growls at the man, “This means nothing” Uncle Clark hisses. Bruce just shakes his head and leads the two young vigilantes to the Zeta tube.
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Don't know if we stan sub! Kai on this blog but the boy screams mommy kink to me. Like, if she was a super nurturing and kind person I'd feel like a part of him would wanna be doted on and taken care of. After cult meetings where he's riled up his followers and amped everyone up i can just imagine him crawling into her lap and sinking into her as she pets his hair and calls him a good strong leader and her good boy.
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We ABSOLUTELY stan sub!Kai on this blog. We stan all sub boys, honestly.
Kai radiates big (touched starved) sub leaning switch energy. Like he’ll absolutely throw you down, choke you, spit on you, call you worthless and then make you suck his cock, but sometimes he just wants to be praised and held.
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He comes to you after a meeting, and you can see his energy fading fast. He’d been amped up and domineering all night, but now that everyone is gone and the house is quiet, the high that comes from his power and his control and his dominance is waning.
You can literally see his confidence and his ego bleeding away, seeping from his bones to be replaced by something akin to timidness. His eyes seek you out, begging desperately for something you know he struggles to put into words.
“C'mere, Divine Ruler,” you murmur teasingly, pulling the covers down on his side of the bed.
Wordlessly, Kai crawls in beside you. He shifts down the bed a little, laying his head right over your chest, listening to the steady beat of your heart. “I’m tired, little lamb,” he tells you, his voice barely raised above a whisper.
“I know, Kai,” you say softly, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair. (And in this moment, he simply is just Kai; your Kai. Not the Divine Ruler. Not an all powerful leader. Just a man, one with needs and wants, same as any other. And you know that what he needs now is love and tenderness. Gentleness.)
“You did well tonight,” you praise, continuing to stroke his hair. “I’m proud of you.”
“Are you?”
“Always.” You shift in his arms so you can turn over onto your side, laying so you’re facing him. You cradle his cheek in your hand, and a small smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he leans in and bumps his nose against your own. “My good boy.”
A soft groan echoes in the back of his throat as he shifts closer to you. “Say it again,” he rasps.
“You’re good, Kai,” you whisper into the space between you. “I love you, and I’m so proud of you. I always am.”
You tilt his chin up so he can look at you, and he holds his breath expectantly, his eyes wide and dark as he waits for what he needs to hear. “My good boy.”
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IT’S FINALLY FINISHED 😭
whether you want to re-read my imagines or you’re just starting, I’m so glad you’ve chosen to be here. I hope you enjoy!
