#roy harper x black!reader
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the corruption kink would be STRONG in a roy/jay threesome
𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑.
#DESCRIPTION: the one where jason and roy make it their mission to ruin their longtime bestie, the local good girl at uni. mdni.
#NOTES: this singular comment inspired a whole (albeit poorly written) fic. thank u. also the song are y’all are listening to in the fic is sugar by sleep token, hence the name. also pls be nice this is my first full fic omg😚
“I really oughta go home,” you hum as you look at the clock, sweet voice ringing out into the otherwise quiet of Jason and Roy’s shared living room.
The three of you became friends quickly, under the crucible that was a horrific semester of an Advanced Statistics class during junior year of college. Now, a year later, you find yourself spending weekends at their shared apartment, watching movies, playing games, and just existing in their space.
There’s always been a sense of tension between the three of you, whether or be the bizarrely evident sexual tension between Jason and Roy, or you and one of the boys. You’d never dare bring it up, though, for fear of ruining the sacred friendship you three have forged.
The men are seated on either side of you on the couch, virtually squishing you between their hard, muscular frames. The quiet croons of Jason’s favorite band occupy the rest of the space as the two of them indulge in their personal vices, Jason’s being a glass of whiskey and Roy’s being a homemade Old Fashioned.
Though you say you ought to head home, you make no move for the door.
“It’s dark out, sweetheart,” Jason rumbles, sipping on his drink, “And late as fuck. We’ll take ya home in the morning.”
Roy nods at this before chucking your chin, murmuring, “It’s our first sleepover in literally forever, how fun!”
You nod without saying anything, letting a comfortable silence settle over the room, save for the suggestive croons and whines of the song coming from the speaker. You feel heat crawl over your neck and face as you listen to the song, realizing how close Jason and Roy are to you. How pink their lips are. How the taste of the alcohol they’re sipping would taste on their lips if you were to ki-
“Sweets?” Roy leers down at you, auburn lashes blinking in confusion, “What’re ya looking at?”
“You know what she’s lookin’ at,” Jason rumbles, as one of his muscled arms come down to wrap around your shoulders, keeping you in place.
Your eyes are wide as they flicker between the two men. You sharply exhale, parting your brown, glossy lips, unsure of what to do or say.
“Poor thing,” Roy drawls, cupping your cheek, “Lookin’ like a deer in headlights. ‘S okay, sweets, we don’t bite.”
“Not unless you want us to,” Jason adds, setting a large hand over your bare thigh. His eyes are lidded, watching you like a predator watches prey. He glances at Roy, and slyly smirks at the shared understanding between the two men. Still, they want to give you a chance to say no, a chance to leave and act like this never happened.
“Say you want us to,” Roy mumbles, green eyes searching your body. It’s only now that you realize how scantily clad you all are, Jason being shirtless, Roy in a pair of loose boxers and a black wifebeater, and you in one of your ratty oversized band tees and tiny pajama shorts. You find yourself nodding, eyes still wide in disbelief.
“He said, say it, sweetheart,” Jason tuts in your ear as he pulls you into his lap. He allows you to settle into him, letting out a low growl at the friction you create while doing so.
“I want you to- ah”, you gasp, shuddering as Roy’s lips find your collarbone. You can feel him smiling into you as his fingers tease the hem of your tee, barely ghosting the waistband of your shorts. Your hands come up to meet his hair, idly playing in it as Jason’s large hands find their way into the waistband of your shorts.
You lift your hips for him, allowing the shorts to slide off of you as Roy works his way around your neck, tugging at your tee with a pout. Jason seems to get the hint as he hums from behind you, “Lift your arms f’me, bunny.”
Ever the obedient little thing, you do so as Jason lifts the shirt over your head, exposing the lacy pink bralette and panties to the boys. The garments hug your plush body deliciously, highlighting every curve and dip as you slowly grind on Jason’s lap.
“You little minx,” Roy groans as Jason’s arms cage you where you sit, “How long you been hiding this from us, huh?”
“Too long,” Jason mumbles, nipping at your ear as his large fingers find their way over your barely clothed pussy, “Let Roy have a taste, hm baby? How’s that sound?”
“So good,” you whine, pushing your ass into Jason’s lap. You can feel his thick cock pulsate as he groans, “Go ahead, Roy. Make baby girl cum.”
Roy all but rips off your panties, exposing your cunt to the cool air. “She’s so pretty,” he marvels, before pressing a sweet kiss to your clit.
You whine in embarrassment, turning your head away from the sight of Roy lapping at your wet pussy. Jason catches your lips in a sweet kiss as he works your bra off of you. He eagerly swallows your moans as his fingers come up to toy with your hardened nipples.
“I want a taste,” Jason says, tugging at Roys hair. He pulls the redhead up for a heated kiss before pulling him back down, rasping, “stretch ‘er out f’me,” as he ruts his clothed cock against your bare ass.
“Someone’s gettin’ impatient,” Roy leers, sticking a thick digit into your glistening cunt, giving you languid, slow strokes. You let out a near pornographic moan at the intrusion before Roy snickers.
“Guess I should add another, huh,” he murmurs, adding another finger. You keen, arching into Jason as his thumb presses on your needy clit.
“Such a greedy little girl,” Jason muses as you moan in delight, “Whaddya want now, hm?”
“Wan’ cum,” you mewl, breathless, “wanna cum on your cock with Roy’s dick in my mouth.”
“You’re disgusting,” Jason smiles down at you, “On your hands and knees. Now.”
Roy smirks in anticipation, stopping the pumping of his fingers to allow you to get on your hands and knees in front of him.
“Open wide,” Roy sings, tugging his red boxers down to expose his fat cock, tip angry and already leaking. He slaps the tip on your tongue a few times as Jason kneads your ass from behind you. He gives it a sharp smack and you lurch forward, gripping onto Roy’s strong thighs with a strangled moan.
“Look at you,” Roy sighs as you weakly stroke his cock with both hands, “takin’ initiative. Such a good girl.”
You can hear Jason hum in assent behind you, pressing the thick head of his cock into your pussy. You gasp, lightly squeezing Roy’s dick as Jason enters you fully. He rocks his hips into yours, allowing you to get your bearings as you give Roy’s dick kitten licks along with languid strokes.
“She is a good little slut, ain’t she,” Jason grunts as he picks up the pace, snapping his hips into yours as you suckle the head of Roy’s cock. Roy mewls as one of your hands comes down to fondle his balls, causing him to let out a strangled moan. His moans grow in volume as you take him further into your mouth and down your throat as he whines, “Just like that, baby. Don’t fuckin’ stop, you’re doin’ so good for me.”
Jasons pace grows more erratic as time goes on, and one of hands creeps under you to play with your clit. He gasps as you clench around his thick cock, your muffled whines and moans only bringing him closer to orgasm. Your cunt seizes around him as you cum without warning, whining and keening around Roy’s dick. The vibrations of your voice only spur him forwards as he groans, thrusting forward and painting your throat white.
Jason sighs with pleasure as you fuck yourself back on him, seeking another orgasm.
“Of course you want another,” he grits out, hips snapping into yours, “You’re such a- fuck, you’re just a little whore for us, huh?”
You nod, looking up to see Roy stroking his overstimulated cock, nearing tears. He leans down pulling you into a deep kiss as his tongue probes your mouth, searching for the taste of himself.
“Fuck, I’m gonna fuckin’ cum,” Jason whines, ramming himself into you from behind. He slows as he empties his load into you, keeping you on his cock for just a moment longer.
You’re spent, lip gloss smeared, mascara ruined, and lace front messy as Jason lifts you off of his cock with ease, rubbing soothing circles into your hip. Roy palms himself at the sight, eyes focused on the cum dripping from your glistening cunt.
“Hey sweets,” he rasps, licking his lips as they both walk you to the bathroom, “Let me uh, clean you up, yeah?”
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mutual masturbation
this is under the gcverse umbrella mainly because i’ve mentioned it offhandedly in a post or two butt mutual masturbation w/ jason and roy.
they play a video of you, rather than some shitty porno, you’re on your knees, jason’s stuffing his dick down your throat and the men look amused at how much your eyes water. jason’s the first to groan a little, and you look over and realize that he’s getting off, you want to help him, to clamp your lips around that leaking tip, but he firmly denies you that. “watch the video, you’re not touching me” but it’s hard to ignore jason’s little groans, words of degradation spilling from his lips. “you look good here, like a little pornstar”
and then roy’s groaning. bucking into his hand and leaning into you, and you still can’t touch them because “this is teaching you how to be patient.” roy still talks casually, as though the scene isn’t taking place “y’know, i think next time i’m gonna have to edge you again…” and jason chuckles and agrees, they still talk about you like you aren’t in the room and it almost makes you whine, soaking through your panties.
minutes pass, and now your own fingers are stuffed into your cunt, jason’s phone recording the three of you, as roy plays another video of you. you whine about how you need “someone to help you” because they’re both there, and they both stretch you better than your own fingers can. but, roy just buried his face into your neck and laughs, muttering out a little “desperate slut…look at it” and your eyes are transfixed on his dick, the way it throbs and leaks and he just strokes it so slow. jason doesnt want you looking at roy though, he wants you looking at yourself. his hand reaches your hair and gives it a slight tug, just enough to get your attention back where he wants it
you’re reaching the edge though, and jason can tell by the way you lean into him, the way you whine anytime you get hit in the video, the way your legs shake. “stop” roy’s voice cuts through the euphoria, through that fastly approaching peak, and like a dog, you listen. jason places a kiss to your neck and starts another video, muttering “you’re gonna have so much fun baby… start again.”
#. . . curated by mara#black!fem!reader#jason todd x black!reader#jason todd x reader#jason todd smut#roy harper smut#roy harper x black!reader#jason todd x y/n#roy harper x reader smut#roy harper x you#roy harper x reader#gcverse
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Like 911 In White Neighborhoods
Description: Roy got a little carried away while making out
Warnings: Dry Humping, cumming in pants
Word Count: 0.7k
Tonight would be perfect, and Roy made sure of it. Lian was staying with Bruce for the night because Bruce loved having a grandchild. All of her brothers and her sister were out of the country on a trip so they wouldn't interrupt. Hell, Roy even went through the trouble of making sure that none of her exes were in a thirty-mile vicinity. It would be just him and Y/N tonight and it would be wonderful.
He planned it out so perfectly. The two of them had an apartment date as a surprise for her. The look on her face was worth it when she walked into their apartment. He lit candles and made a homemade dinner just for her.
That's how the two of them ended up ignoring the faint sound of the television as they kissed. Y/N straddled his lap and Roy's hands were gripping her ass with a newfound strength he never knew he had. Sure, he was a little pent-up. The two of them barely had time for each other the past few weeks but this moment alone made it more than worth it.
Y/N noticed how bright Roy's face had gotten as she moved from his lips to kiss down his stubbled jawline. He let out a groan that he didn't know he was holding. Y/N flipped her goddess braids to one side as she kissed his neck. She licked and sucked at the skin just over his artery. She subconsciously began to rock her hips back and forth.
"Roy," She spoke softly as she bunched her skirt up at her hips to reveal the burgundy lace panties with a damp spot in the center. She simply chuckled against Roy's lips.
"Fuck, Y/N. You're killing me here," He groaned as she made no move to offer him any form of relief other than grinding against his hard-on. He swore all of the blood in his body was in his dick. He could feel his boxers become sticky from the pre-cum leaking from the tip.
Her hands hadn't even touched his dick and he was already close. He tried to think of anything and everything to stop him from cumming but with a girl like Y/N his lap that was virtually impossible. Not when he felt her start to unbutton his shirt and her nails just barely grazed his nipples.
His grip on her ass tightened as he became the one to control her movements against his dick. He made sure she could feel just how hard he was through his pants. He smirked when her breaths started to falter and the wet spot outside of his pants was growing. However, there was only so much more stimulation he could take before his stomach tensed and ropes of white cream shot from his dick but were trapped by his pants.Y/N knew the look on his face all too well and the slight whimper he let out was telling of his orgasm.
"Baby?" Y/N said with a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead. He didn't have the heart to tell her she just sweated out her edges. Not when he just came in his pants.
"Yep, now you gotta ride me for real now," He decided while lifting both of them off of the couch. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively and her arms around his neck. He could only smile at her shock.
"Roy!" She shrieked as he tossed her on the bed and stripped out of his pants. Y/N stared at his cock that was covered in his owncum but was once again half-hard.
"You'll be saying that a lot later," He climbed over her and kissed her once more before they began to explore each other's bodies once more. Roy more than made up for cumming a bit too quick. So much so that Y/N couldn't make it to her photoshoot the next day between her limp and the hickies that she couldn't hide.
#x black!reader#black!reader#x black reader#black!batsis#roy harper x black!reader#roy harper x batsis#roy harper blurb#roy harper x black!batsis#roy harper x reader#roy harper x spoiled!batsis#black reader
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Work from Home
"I know you gotta, put in them hours. I'ma make it harder I'm sendin' pic' after picture I'ma get you fired."
warnings: established relationship, Roy Harper being Roy Harper, sending nudes, semi-nsfw minors DNI
Part 2
A buzz from his pocket pulled Red Hood from his thoughts, fingers fumbling as he pulled the device from the confounds of his tactical pants.
It had taken him a while to get used to you just randomly contacting him outta the blue while he’s working but now he’s gotten accustomed to the texts and 3am phone calls on the roof when the nights are finally calm.
It was to the point now that Roy expected them and always teased him about needing his ‘alone time’
One New Message.
‘Miss you!’ it read
It didn’t surprise him that you had contacted him. Like he said you always did around this time of night.
He shook his head, thumb tracing over the open button, noticing that there was an attachment this time. He shook his head, leaning back against the brick wall behind him, thumb tapping at the open button, Jason nearly dropping the phone as the image popped up.
It was a picture of you in red panties and his Red Hood shirt, tied in a knot at your waist, sitting on your shared bed in front of a mirror
“Fucking hell,” he muttered, eyes glancing around him quickly making sure Roy was out of ear shot. Unfortunately he wasn’t.
His face was as red as his mask was as he slammed his phone shut quickly, his heart racing in his chest.
“You good man?”
His phone vibrated again, another pic from you this time you were lifting the shirt from your frame, the underside of your boobs just barely visible.
“Y-yeah just-” He honestly didn’t know what to tell him as he felt his body heat up.
One more message this time you were topless the only thing covering your chest was the one hand you were using to just barely cover your nipples. He damn near groaned out loud.
“Aaah it's that time huh?”
“...yeah.”
“Say less Jaybird.”
Peaking over his shoulder Roy catches a glimpse of the last pic you sent and let out a low whistle
Jason never wanted to smack him as much as he had just now.
Shoving his best friend, Jason quickly closed the message and stared Roy down.
“I know when I'm not wanted,” he chuckled as he gathered his bow and quiver “I’ll see you later man” he said walking backwards off the roof as he gave Jason a finger salute.
He shifted from one foot to the other, trying to distract himself from his own hardening dick in his pants. Fingers tapped on the reply button quickly, knowing that if he didn’t reply, you weren't going to wait around for him. Pausing to adjust his pants, Jason jumped from the roof landing by his motorcycle before hopping on and taking off into the night.
'On my way.’
#jason todd x reader#jason todd#jason todd imagine#red hood#red hood x reader#dc comics#jason todd smut#jason todd x black!reader#red hood smut#red hood x black!reader#roy harper
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𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄.
PAIRING — college!jasontodd x black!femreader
SYNOPSIS — you choose dare.
WORD COUNT — 1498 words.
WARNINGS + CONTENT — biting, very very sloppy making out. dry humping. pet names, doll, angel, pretty. little praise. super short for my standards. some jealousy. mentions of weed and drinking or alcohol. implied hook up with roy. a bit scattered. little hair pulling. no use of y/n. a little bit awkward cause i hate writing dialogue. might be ooc but let me have this. lots and lots of marking.
you're sat in roy's apartment all in a circle on his dingy carpet that was once a bright orange but turned into a dark brown. his place smelled like stale beer and weed which was obviously roy's doing. he and jason sat on both sides of you while your other friends filled up the remaining spots. both roy and jason go to your university but you don't understand how they even work as friends.
"truth or dare?"
music was soft in the background as some song from roy's playlist was playing to remove the silence from their hangout.
"dare." you shrugged as you took a sip from your cup and roy took some time to decide on what he wanted your dare to be. he knew deep down that jason's chest filled with a warmth when he looked at you, or talked to you or thought to you. his feelings weren't all innocent however, all filthy, filled with thoughts of you pressed against a wall with his hands in fistful of your braids as he rutted his hips against you in a feverish glow. it was seemingly obvious to him but he and jason were best friends so if anyone would know it'd be him.
roy knew jason better than he knew himself. he always kept a mental note of jason's reaction when he saw you walk out of their shared apartment in the early morning before classes with your clothes put on haphazardly, braids a little messy and a dreamy look in your eyes with your neck littered with little purple marks. he just looked at roy with a piercing stare after he left the room shortly after with a white shirt being pulled on quickly after you left. jason already connected the dots as his jaw ticked at the idea of his best friend having a chance with you before he did.
"i dare you to. . ." roy began and somehow you and jason ended up in his room, you on the edge of his bed and he might as well be a galaxy away from you as he's sat with his back against the headrest. you'd be lying to yourself if you thought jason wasn't attractive, with his light eyes and minimal facial hair that made him look absolutely delicious. not to mention the little dimples he had just below the apples of his cheeks. he was just so him and that was so attractive to you and just about anyone with enough sense and eyes.
you chewed on your bottom lip, strawberry flavoured lipgloss making it's way on your tongue and mixing with the slight taste of beer. "i like your shirt." you said and looked at him as he spoke.
"thanks," he said and he slowly shifted closer to you but that wasn't even evident to you. he placed a hand near your thigh, you looked down at his hand and noticed the scars. he had one that went across his palm and it filled with callouses and you instinctively took his hand in yours. you knew he was into working out from what roy told you and it showed, his taut muscles were prominent as his shirt clung to his biceps and it made you a bit dizzy. you saw as his veins protruded from his arm, pulsing with each rush of blood through his limbs. god, he was so perfect.
"what are you doing?" jason asked with a laugh that racked though his chest, a deep timbre that you'd never noticed before. had he always been so. . . your type? you didn't even know and maybe this had been a sign that you should've spent the night with him instead of roy, but he was a whole nothing story.
you let out a slight puff of air, "i don't know, lookin' at you i guess." you told him honestly, "you're just really pretty to look at." you admitted to jason and continued to study his features, all of them from each scar to imperfection and how his irises sparkled with a tinge of blue in the dim warm lights of his bedroom. he gave you a little smile before he eyes flashed a darker shade of ocean blue.
"yeah? ya' think i'm pretty doll?"
you nodded with a little smile and jason was nearly pressing against you now, his breath hitting the side of your neck and your hand ended up on his thigh as he took in your scent of vanilla body wash and shea butter location. it was addicting to him.
"you're real pretty too." he said and you reached forward to kiss him, he was even more in love with the way your lips tasted, the sweet strawberry made him quietly moan into your mouth. he pulled your only his lap and left feverish, hectic kisses as he left sloppy, open mouthed kisses on your lips you tried to match his pace and kissed back harder. he's so him. you feel your pulse hammering in your body as he whispered praises to you.
"you're so perfect angel. should've done this ages ago." you feel his heartbeat as your chest is pressed against his and he's so much more desperate now. he rutted his hips into yours as he held your thighs down so that you had no room to squirm or wiggle out from his hold. you gasped as he brought his hips to meet yours with the added barrier of both your clothes. "jesus christ—" his lips met your neck and his pearly white teeth nipped at the flesh of your neck and he left marks that would resemble the purple hues of a painting that belonged in a museum and he wouldn't stop until you were his beautiful piece of art. "you're so needy doll, you want me just as bad as i want you." he chides against the crook of your neck and moaned as you rocked your hips against him working in tandem with his feverish ruts into your clothed cunt. you could feel each movement he made and your body ran hot with each passing minute. yours hand found itself in his beautiful head of hair and you pulled at his espresso locks with every single move he made.
he keeps your skin between his teeth and lips. jason is so desperate to leave his mark on you so that in the morning you won't be able to hide any reminder of him. you feel the ache between your thighs climb to your abdomen as he continues, his lips are stuck to your skin as he grunts with each whimper and moan that leaves your pretty, swollen lips. jason's so obsessed with each sound that leaves your beautiful mouth, they sound like a saccharine melody he can't get out of his mind. "i love all your pretty noises. gotta record 'em so that when i'm missin' you. i'll have something to listen to." he whispered against the shell of your ear and nipped at your ear.
you struggled to get the words out, the coil in your abdomen wound tight as he praised you. "heard you," you gasp as the words as stuck in your throat and he found that sweet spot that made you eyes roll as he took control of your already sporadic movements. "that night when i was with roy— we both did. i know you heard me too, sounded so desperate like you wanted us—me." you corrected your mistake but jason didn't exactly disagree with you. he continued to spur you on, he ignored how careless he was being and was only focused on getting you off.
jason didn't respond, he heard each word you said as they found their place in his mind, always in his memories. he wouldn't lie to himself and fight the fact that he thought about that night often, he laid in bed at night and imagined that he was the one that made you feel that good. he got his lick back though. "probably so close f'me doll. no one else should make you feel this good."
he hummed against your skin, the heat was radiating off of you and he felt the same, his skin was slick with sweat and he was so close. you only nodded and he could feel whatever resolve he had left leaving his body. "do it. cum f'me angel." you felt it come down on you, the fiery hot feeling leaving you to catch your breath as your chest heaved with each move jason made underneath you. you bit down on the flesh of jason's shoulder underneath his shirt to subdue your cries and he moaned lowly as a result. he followed soon after and released in his boxers not embarrassed in the slightest.
"come over tomorrow morning." he nearly demanded, chest unstable as his normally perfectly imperfect hair was a little wet with sweat but he still looked incredible.
"we have classes."
"skip 'em."
#red hood x black!reader#jason todd x black!reader#jason todd smut#jason todd#jason todd x reader#first post#dc smut#roy harper#—☆ lock your phone.#—☆ musings.
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Cowboy sheriff!Jason Todd (and the outlaws):
* Jason is sheriff and everyone loves him but the reader.
* Reader thinks he’s a sloppy, careless, drunk who only flashes the badge to get what he wants
*he frequents the saloon the reader bartends at and the second they see that red bandana stumble through the swinging doors they know their night is going to get worse
* he always winds up the crowd which always ends in a bar fight which he conveniently leaves before it gets really bad
* his little posse also irks the reader A LOT
*roy is Sheriff Todd’s right hand man and deputy which meant he also had a badge of sorts
* and the woman her name was Kori she didn’t talk much but every once in a while the reader would catch her tussling with some drunk that made a remark. Breaking a table, putting a hole through the wall or causing any other damage in the process
* Anytime a real crime or disturbance was happening the sheriff would take care of it, but in his own special way
* it rubs the reader the wrong way
*every once in a while they run into each other in town. Whether they are leaving the bank or locking up the saloon and he makes a point to say something just to get under their skin
“howdy, nice day we’re havin’”. He says with a mischievous grin as he follows the reader walking side by side at they carry some groceries
“ oh god not today..” they breathe out picking up their pace
“Woah woah woah now hold yer horses I’m not here to give you any trouble sweetheart” he says standing in front of the reader with a shit eating grin plastered on his face
“ what do you want.” They say flatly
Jason taps the small metal badge
They sigh with an eye roll.
“What do you want, Sheriff”
“You roll em any harder, doll they’ll fall right out” he says with a smirk
“Cmere lemme help you with that” he says taking the bag helping you carry it home. Yeah the sheriff could be an immature asshole but he could also be a gentleman
* when the reader isn’t working at the saloon they make food for the men that work in the mines all day.
*sheriff and his cronies take advantage of that and try to get free food
( I’m prolly gonna add more but if anyone has any other HC’s for Cowboy!Jason feel free to comment or inbox mee)
#Cowboy!Jason Todd#Sheriff!Jason Todd#jason todd x reader#supes writes#supertrxshwrites#supes speaks#jason todd#headcannons#jason todd x black!reader#dc comics#batfam#red hood and the outlaws#roy harper#koriand'r#starfire
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*ೃ— INDULGENCE | ROY HARPER + KALDUR’AHM
warnings: foul language, drug and alcohol use, mfm intercourse, dubcon (reader is drunk + nonconsensual creampie), threesome, p in v, double penetration, manipulation of you squint, unprotected sex (use protection pls!), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, use of pet names (all gender neutral), roy x kaldur (established relationship), college au — gender neutral afab reader, considered to be black + thick
word count: 3.9k
note: RAH ITS FINALLY OUT. i been wanting to finish this for sooooo long:0 if there are any pronouns please don’t hesitate to let me know ! i proofread like three times but there is a chance that i may have missed something. lmk what you think! i might do a poly drabble/series if ppl really like it🙈i think this was more for me than anyone else but enjoy;3
had to repost cause it wouldn't show up in tags the first time:(
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT
YOU WERE OUT of your element — that much you knew. in your three and a half years of college, never had you been invited to a frat party and it seemed convincing yourself you weren’t missing out on much finally paid off. because you truly could not see the appeal of the environment before you. it was hot–no, humid. the entire house stunk of sweat, alcohol, weed, and something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on. the air was charged with hormones and filled with so much smoke you weren’t sure how there was enough oxygen. not to mention, the amount of times you nearly threw caution to the wind to fight the third guy who used the tight space as a reason to grope you.
it had to be a lie when people talked about how fun and crazy a party was. a ruse to rope other people in to make a big house feel like a small, stuffy room. the reason for your attendance that night and your very best friend was donning a screwface that went quite well with her dark red dress as her gaze stayed attached to the man who’d invited her. he had one hand wrapped around a bottle of beer, and the other around the neck of the girl he was sucking face with.
“i told you, he’s not serious about you.” you tried to reason with her over the loud music. “let’s just split and you can forget about him-”
“fuck that. i’m gonna stay and show him exactly what he’s missing out on,” she decided before eyeing the crowd of people. “you can chill, grab a drink or something.”
rolling your eyes, you make your way to the drink table and find mini bottles of tequila. packing several of the untouched bottles into your shoulder bag, you make your way to the more quiet, mellow staircase. finals had just ended; a reason for this raucous soiree, though you much rather spend the night and every night over the summer break locked up in your room, binging trash reality tv shows. you supposed you couldn’t expect everyone to be like you, to not want to spend their night trying to get around multiple people all standing in the same hot room, acting on impulsive desires and liquid courage.
you blew a raspberry and scanned the room once again, catching sight of your friend grinding on a man you hadn’t seen before, and you were sure she hadn’t either. certain you were going to have to keep an eye on her so she didn’t get into anything potentially dangerous, you leaned your head against the nearest wall and got comfortable. eventually, you’re joined by a couple who decided the steps behind you were as good as the privacy of a bedroom. you could hear the man whispering empty promises to his female companion. how he was serious about her and only her, with each one of her complaints shushed so he could continue his inebriated ramblings. after downing three shots and placing the empty bottles on the floor beside you, escape came in the form of the 6’3 hunk who happened to be in your poli-sci class. kaldur’ahm smiled warmly at you, taking note of the exhausted look on your face.
“are you enjoying yourself?” he asks anyway, standing in front of you so as to not block the staircase.
with a scoff, you look down at your perfectly manicured toes in a pair of heels you couldn’t help but think were being wasted on this event. it wasn’t as though you could ever look kaldur in the eyes anyway. kind soul that he was, he still managed to intimidate you with his build and height, and the only time you could appreciate his god-given looks were from afar when he wasn’t looking at you.
“i’d literally rather be anywhere else…” you drawl while fishing another nip of tequila out of your bag.
though you can’t see it, too busy avoiding his gaze, he feels bad. despite living in the very house, he could never really keep his friends from throwing insanely wild parties that always ran too long.
“would you like to join me upstairs? roy thinks it’s quieter there but i don’t think there’s a difference.”
a smile comes over your face, and without meaning to, you let your eyes flick up towards his. when he offers his hand you don’t see a reason why you shouldn’t take it until you catch sight of your friend, pressed up against the guy she was so ready to swear off not even an hour earlier. you open your mouth to argue that you should keep an eye on her only for her attention to shift for a moment towards you. the thumbs up she gives you is encouragement enough, and you keep yourself from rolling your eyes when you place your hand in kaldur’s.
he guides you through the bodies littered up the staircase and standing around the rooms none of the guests were allowed to go in. his skin is warm and surprisingly soft and you inwardly swoon when he squeezes your hand. you find that the once booming music becomes a low thump on the walls, matching the bass when he leads you into his room. still loud, but not enough to egg on the headache plaguing you. sure enough, roy greets you with one of his lopsided smirks while he busies himself with rolling a fat blunt. the involuntarily bashful smile you respond with reminds him of the reason why you’re really there and why kaldur had gone downstairs in the first place.
“hey pretty,” he greets with a quick once over of your figure. “you look like you been drinkin’.”
you shake your head and fiddle with your fingers, anxious under his gaze while he lights his blunt. “m-mm, i’m fine.”
“do you have to smoke in here?” kaldur griped as he approached the redhead.
“what, you gonna be mean to me in front of company?” roy shot back smoothly. “i’ll even let you take the first hit since you clearly need to relax.”
kaldur waves him off and bats away the hand that reaches towards his waist as he walks towards the couch on the other end of the room. you take the seat beside him and take out your phone to let your friend know where you are and to call when she’s ready to leave.
“be careful,” you hear roy warn. “kal gets pouty when he’s tired.”
“i’m not tired and i don’t get pouty,” he bites out much to your amusement.
“no? you weren’t just being fussy about wanting me to get ready for bed?”
fed up, kaldur simply sinks in his seat and crosses his arms over his chest. while thinking about how adorable their dynamic was, you notice roy’s gaze lingering on you again. it was no secret that he was just as attractive as kaldur and when the fact began dawning on you is when you began reconsidering your presence in their bedroom.
“you don’t look too happy yourself.” he gets up and plops down on the other side of you. “what’s got you down, sugar?”
your lips twist as you recount your night up until then. somehow, you suppose under the influence of alcohol, you don’t seem to notice or care how close the two men have gotten. roy’s arm found its way on the back of the couch and kaldur was sitting close enough for his knees to be knocking against your own. the cannabis from roy and the sweet vanilla just barely filling your nose from kaldur give you a heady feeling, the mixture of their scents nearly as intoxicating as the liquor in your system. somehow it’s just as hot as it was downstairs and your heart is starting to thump erratically in your chest.
“your friend is an asshole-”
“don’t say that.” you chide just before emptying another bottle. “she just really likes this guy.”
“she abandoned you,” kaldur joins.
at the thought, your shoulders slump and your eyes get just a little glazed. with a maudlin mind, you can’t help but consider their words ringing true. did she really care about you? about the fact that you were extremely uncomfortable at parties? social butterfly that she was, couldn’t she have taken one of her other, far outgoing friends? you sniffle a little, overemotional and perhaps a lot more drunk than you thought you were. but they’re both there to place strong hands on your thighs in consolation; squeezing and rubbing maybe a little too close to your hips, you’re too far gone to care. perhaps part of you knew what they were up to, how sleazy they both really were. but to have been wanted by two very hot guys at the same time was a bit uplifting in the moment. you turn to roy first who moves your braids back over your shoulder.
“y’know, we can make you feel better.” he husks and caresses your cheek.
you can feel kaldur’s breath fanning against your ear now as he hums an agreement. it sends goosebumps down your arms and an insatiable fire up your spine. a soft, breathy moan slips past you, encouraging him to press his lips against your throat and draw out more of your saccharine sounds. the upturn of roy’s lips against the corner of your own is what makes you close your eyes in anticipation. your eyebrows are furrowed and your hand is clutching desperately to his shirt, he’s sure there’ll be strains and wrinkles on the fabric. but he thinks it’s all worth it to see you practically on the edge of tears for a single kiss. when he finally does kiss you, it’s a quick, soft peck that forces a whine to erupt from you.
kaldur rolls his eyes at the sight, “stop toying with her. give her what she wants.”
“nuh-uh,” he snickers. “not until she asks for it. tell me what you want, y/n.”
“w-want you to kiss me,” you gasp when he nips at your jawline teasingly. “plea-please, roy.”
“so well-mannered,” he hums sarcastically. “think you should be rewarded for that?”
you nod frantically, just as he wraps a hand around your throat. you watch him wet his lips, following the movement of his tongue before he starts to pull you closer. roy kisses you once, then again, and finally presses the fervent kiss you so richly deserve on your waiting lips. you moan approvingly as you lean into him. all the while, kaldur’s exploring hands dance towards the jewel between your thighs. unconsciously, you spread your legs further and further until he has his hand up your dress, palm pressed up against and cupping your heated center. your moans are muffled through roy’s mouth, as you buck your hips to feel something, anything.
“so needy…i’m willing to bet you haven’t been touched in so long.” kaldur husks, slipping a finger past your damp panties to rub your throbbing clit.
a choked mewl fills the room as delirium begins to seep into your brain. he lets you grind against his fingers, frenzied and fiending for release. roy pulls away from your lips in time for kaldur to slide two fingers into your sopping cunt. the both of them relish in the sounds they’re drawing out from you while they work on marking up your neck. your senses go into overload when another set of fingers begin rubbing on your clit again. between the tongues dancing on the skin of your neck, clashing with one another every so often, and the assault on your lower lips, you’re being driven crazy by the two men.
your climax arrives like a wave crashing against your body, incapacitating you and forcing your every thought to be nothing but fuzz and static. the party has long since flitted from your worries; it’s simply you and two people who want you more than anything in that moment. the garble of nonsense you spew makes roy chuckle as he plants hot kisses up your jaw. kaldur is still going with slower strokes despite the way you burst on his fingers.
“look at the mess you made,” he breaths and pulls his fingers into your view. they’re coated in your essence, though neither of them seem to mind when roy tugs his hand towards his mouth.
you watch with glossed eyes, filled with arousal as he licks kaldur’s fingers clean. the lewd act has you clenching your thighs together to sooth the returning ache between them, only garnering kaldur’s attention once again. with a hum, he cups your chin with the hand covered in a light sheen of saliva and turns you towards him.
“was that not enough?” he inquires, gazing deep into your eyes and you can’t find it in you to look away. “do you want more, angel?”
all you can do is nod before leaning up for a kiss. his lips are soft and sweet and make you feel like you’re floating in the air. while kaldur’s tongue delves into your mouth, roy is helping shift you on the couch. you let them move your body as though you were nothing but their plaything, and soon enough you’re seated in kaldur’s lap with your back pressed against his broad chest and your legs spread. with your head twisted to continue locking lips with him, you don’t notice roy kneel on the floor in front of you until his hands come in contact with your thighs again.
simultaneously, kaldur’s hands flit from your waist up to your chest. tugging the straps of your dress down and allowing it to pool at your waist, he cups both your braless mounds and begins to massage them. your panties are removed next, abandoned somewhere behind roy. both you and kaldur pull away to watch roy press hot, open mouth kisses on his way up to your pearl. his hair tickles the skin near your knee but that’s soon forgotten when his lips come in contact with your labia. your mouth falls open with a sharp gasp, and for a moment roy considers drawing this out. but just the sight of you, in his boyfriend’s arms, pretty, and waiting and so very patient, he doesn’t think he could deny you of what you want any longer.
his tongue laps vigorously at your clit, only moving down to fuck your hole every so often. he groans at the taste of you, determined to make you cum again so he could share the taste with kaldur. your mind struggles to focus between the pair’s actions, only to allow pleasure to take over and blanket your senses. while roy indulges in your soaking cunt, kaldur pulls your head back so take your lips into his own.
you moan into his mouth with each of roy’s actions but kaldur doesn’t mind. he swallows your lewd noises, snaking his tongue past your teeth and seeking out your own pink muscle. calloused fingers tweak and twist your nipples before one hand begins to slide downwards. with your ankles locked behind roy’s head, the ginger struggled to feast the way he intended to. that was the case until kaldur spread your pussy lips for him, giving him full access to every part of you.
when your second climax approached, roy didn’t bother slowing down. he nipped and sucked on your clit relentlessly, watching with gleaming eyes as you were overcome with an earth shattering orgasm. you shook and thrashed in kaldur’s arms, whining as roy continued to abuse your overstimulated parts.
only when he needed to breath did roy come up from between your thighs. reaching up past you, he cupped the back of kaldur’s head and pulled him down. you watched hazily as the two met for a sloppy kiss. the taste of you on roy’s tongue found its way onto kaldur’s taste buds. he groaned, deep and low before delving his tongue into roy’s mouth.
“taste so good,” kaldur mumbled before pressing a kiss to your shoulder.
“think you’re ready for more?” roy inquired as he gets up and rids himself of the white marina he’s wearing. you nod dazedly much to his disappointment. “use your words, pretty.”
“yes, wan’ more.” you blurt, “please gimme more.”
kaldur leans into your ear, lips brushing against the cartilage. “get on your hands and knees, angel.”
you do as he says without hesitation. before long you find yourself looking up at an equally naked kaldur while roy, who also stripped himself of the rest of his clothes, inspected your backside. a wad of spit fell from his mouth onto your swollen sex and his hand followed to spread his saliva. just as a moan fell from your mouth, you felt something prod against your bottom lip. looking up, you noticed kaldur easing his girth into your mouth. quickly, you began to suckle on his tip before he continued pushing into your mouth. he filled every crevice, pushing past your uvula and hitting the back of your throat.
“you can take us both, can’t you?” he asks, so soft you can’t bring yourself to do anything but hum an agreement.
as if on cue, roy’s thick mushroom head eased it’s way into your cunt. he parted your gummy walls, suppressing the noises building up in the back of his throat. your walls were quivering and warm and sucked him in like you wanted him to stay inside you forever.
“fuck…” he grunted, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed. “f-fuck baby you’re so tigh-tight.”
incapable of replying, all you could do was let your eyes roll back and take both men. ecstasy enveloped all three of you, encouraging you to chase the high you all desperately craved.
so when roy’s hips began to stutter and his movements slowed down, you took it upon yourself to fuck him back. it only proved to help when kaldur found purchase on your braids and began thrusting into your mouth. the recoil from his movements were strong enough to help you send your backside into roy’s hips.
“bein’ so good.” kaldur grunted over you only to pull himself out of your mouth. “but i need you to look at me, angel.”
while he slapped himself against your lips, you managed to drag your eyes back up at him. the pleased hum he let out only sent you further into an oblivion you didn’t want to find your way out of. the simple thought of being able to satisfy both men seemed to take you to rapture and beyond.
with kaldur in your throat, all that told of your orgasm was the garbled noises you made around him and the way you clasped around roy. he groaned as you gushed around him, soaking the both of your thighs and the couch underneath you.
“already?” he snarked, pulling out as kaldur’s movements slowed. “what d’ya think kal — should we give y/n a break?”
“not yet; not until i get to be inside them.”
sea green eyes bore into your’s, making the depth of your abdomen twist with need. the hand that held your braids slid down to caress your face and ran a thumb over your bottom lip.
“you’ll let me do that, won’t you angel?”
an eager nod soon has you trapped between two large bodies, incapable of remembering what exactly led up to this. with kaldur below you, holding your legs open, he pushed into you until he was bottoming out. roy, who stood before you, took a step closer and placed his tip against kaldur’s shaft. the red headed man slowly worked himself into you.
“w-wait, i can’t–” you squealed once it dawned on you what roy was attempting, and proceeded, to do. “s’too much!”
“‘course you can, baby.” he grinned down at you. “y’said you could.”
the stretch came with a slight burn since your body had never experienced any of this before. your innocence was what previously kept you from indulging in desire, and what now allowed you to welcome it all the same.
you could barely breath as they lay inside you, granting you the chance to get used to the feeling. surprisingly, disregarding all the patience he possessed, kaldur was the first to move. with an unrelenting grip on your thick thighs, he thrust upwards, eliciting a groan from roy and a gasp from you. roy was quickly following suit, he and kaldur both eager to please you and one another.
you were soon reduced to a mess of nonsensical noises and high pitched whines. every touch sent a wave of heat through your body; it was too much and not enough all at once. sweet release came and left and came again, but it did not stop both men from fucking you like they were possessed. in that moment you were nothing but an object to them; a hole for them to use that happened to have a pretty face. and you were treated as such.
you had past the point of fucked dumb, incapable of doing anything but wailing from the growing intensity of every orgasm that followed. tears danced down your cheeks and attempting to form the simplest thought was fruitless. all that remained in your mind was the everlasting feeling of lust and gratification.
trapped in hedonism, both your companions increased their relentless pace. each of them were far too occupied chasing their own highs to worry about you. roy, who had wrapped a hand around your neck, kept his eyes closed as he approached release. meanwhile, kaldur nipped and sucked on your neck while thrusting into you from below. his grunts and deep groans reverberated against your skin, eventually filling your head along with roy’s guttural sounds.
“taking us so well,” kaldur praised in your ear. “ we should keep you around, huh? you want that angel?”
after receiving nothing but whines and moans in response, kaldur canted his hips and ground himself up into you. you shrieked in ecstasy, gushing around both men for the nth time. the only difference however was the feeling of roy pulsing against both you and kaldur.
the latter shifted his attention to the red head, “make them ours roy. cum in–”
your protests cut him off and came in the form of incomprehensible babbles that made it all the more easier to ignore. leaking from his tip, roy thrust inside once more and emptied his load inside you. kaldur was prompted to do the same, biting down on the nape of your neck as he finished off with one final stroke.
even when they pulled out, you still felt filled to the brim. the cum slowly seeping out of you was testament to that feeling. the two men who had just finished rearranging your insides stood over you, looking down at their work. their sexual magnum opus lay on their couch, breathing heavily and still attempting to come down from several orgasms.
kaldur took it upon himself to get you cleaned up and into some fresh clothes while roy returned to smoking his blunt.
“should we drive them home?” he inquired, watching kaldur gently wipe the tears off your face. “or were you serious about keeping them around?”
“have you ever known me to joke about anything, roy?”
chuckling, roy took one final drag from his blunt and proceeded to join them in bed after putting it out. you soon find yourself pressed between their bodies once more. this time it’s in an embrace that warms your aching muscles as you surrender to lethargy.
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It's so FUCKING INFURIATING AND EMBARRASING how fanon Jason Todd stans always tell newbie Jason fans 'Don't read comics,just make shit up!!!' when they SHOULD tell them 'If you're scared to read comics,just watch Under The Red Hood!' when it's the perfect Jason adaption and average movie length!!!If you like Jason Todd but haven't actually consumed his media yet and want to get started,ignore those niggas because they're the same people who pretend Jason's Robin dosen't exist because he's black,are disgusted that all three of his love interests have been woc because they want him to only date white boys and white pick me girls and complete erase Jason's autistic-coding,goth punk slay and just his entire swag including what'd make him beyond good afrolatino rep but are foul enough to hc him as latino anyway.Those are the devils talking and you should tune them out by starting up Utrh and you should get your favorite snacks for too because you deserve them and i've read every Jason issue ever so if you want more info on him when you're done follow me since i'll actually know what i'm talking about,i love y'all and stay hydrated and ignoring Janky Talker truthers
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Love in the line of Fire- Roy Harper x fem reader
Summary ~ When you were trying to find Black Mask and to take him down you run into Jason Tod and Roy Harper and you hated every minute of seeing Roy again.
Warning ~ fighting, cussing angst and some fluff.
Pairing ~ Roy Harper x Fem reader
Trope ~ Enemies to lovers
This is not what you were thinking this was gonna be your night hunting down Black Mask Dropping through the window your boots silently hitting the floor of Black Mask house, Barbra was in your ear making sure you were okay during the mission, "I made it Babs " You said in a small whisper "Alright get in and out alright y/n" Nodding "I be out soon thanks Babs" You always knew she had your back when you were doing mission.
house was huge how did this psychopath who peeled faces off had the money, to have this house. Looking around the dark limp room were the stair case led down to the main room of the house you were being as quiet as you can when you heard the foot steps of the goons you looked around in panic trying to find a place to hide but there was no luck.
A hand bolted out from the shadow and you were dragged to one of the walls thrashing and kicking you were trying to make the person let go but there was no luck "I will murder you let me go" snapping at the mystery person why were they even helping.
Hearing the snicker from the guy who came into eye sight, his hair was messy and red under the baseball cap he always wore, and in his signature red cloths with his pack of Archers sitting on his back .
"What Made you think you can talk to me like that?" He cocked his head to the side. You saw Jason come out of the shadows he was wearing his helmet, and his guns were on his leg and in holders that were attached to his gear.
"Shut up" you snark at him and turned around the three of them were in the hallway away from the goons nodding and looking at Roy.
"Why are you two even here?" asking them and Roy spoke up He shrugged stepping with Jason a head of you "To take down Black Mask " he said avoiding your gaze
"You need to get out of here Darling" He said. Rolling your eyes you walked in front of Roy "No way in hell Harper " You said glaring daggers at the man. Roy Smile and he says "can you not just listen" the humor was gone from his tone smirking after lifting your chin in defiance "Wipe that smile of your face, and I may consider."
Jason looked at the two of them "You done" he asked his tone was cold but serious even if there was a sense of humor behind it without you two paying attention you both reply at the same time in a whisper tone but it was still loud, "No!" you two said anger was rising up.
"Who there" one of the goons spoke up you three were frozen like deer in head lights, eyeing the two men and there was no plan before you could go a head Jason took his gun out and did a clear head shot.
"Jay bird what the hell!" Roy said holding his bow out and one of the archer in the string. Laughing at his shock pulling out the pistol there were more goons coming outside of the room, from the corner of your eye you saw Black Mask fleeing from the hide out no way in Hell you were gonna let that happen.
"Y/n are you okay" Barbra said through your ear you stood up and aim your gun shooting one of the last goons who were not already on the ground with arrows and bullets. "I am okay" You said standing up but before you can say the last thing Barbra asked Roy grabbed your arm " What" he cut you off "Why did you not do what i say?" concern was over his face but he was masking it "Let's go Roy" You said trying to avoid what he said.
"We lost him" groaning you held your gun close to your self you saw Jason walking behind you and Roy the house was empty now after you three took all the goons, were dead on the floor.
Before any of you three could talk Black mask Gun rang out and you felt a bullet through your arm, "Harper " Mumbling out his name you fell agents the wall but through the blur of your eyes you saw Roy come over to hold you up "I got her, Jay" Roy said helping you up and all you remember was nothing beside Roy helping you up.
Waking up you try to move your body but wincing opening your eyes seeing Roy asleep right next to you in a chair he was slouched down with his baseball cap over his eyes.
"Harper" pushing his shoulder and leaned forward it was weird seeing him quiet and calm there relationship was not normal, He looked up at you and he smiled
"You okay?" he asked shaking your head and frowning "A bullet went through my skin not the best." joking he snicker you could tell that he was upset and worried about you
'"Just Stop" you said he looked at you puzzled he asked "stop what?" Roy said looking at you he could still tell how much of pain you were in "Stop being so nice.'' The room grew quiet has he looked down at you
"Scoot Over" He huffed a playful grin on his face wincing "Take it easy giant" mumbling has he laid on the bed his bed hair was poking out it was kind of cute.
His arm went over and laid on your shoulder, bringing back the old memories before everything went south sighing out loud, you didn't want to be comfortable her body was still in pain and on alert so she relaxed anyway Frowning and looking up at him his face was at peace, his eyes closed.
"One more huge before you fall asleep" talking was making you more drained You did not hear anything beside his arms wrap around your body his head laid in the crook of your neck, and for now whatever dislike or annoyance you had for each other it was gone.
"Good night y/n" he says his lips resting on your neck feeling them move has he talked resting your eyes before sleep took over saying "Goodnight Harper."
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BLOODLUST pt. 2
BLOODLUST Masterlist
Part One Part Three
"Fine. Fine." Y/N raised her hands in surrender. "But I'm only consenting to reconnaissance. We go in, collect information, and we get out."
KF and Robin exchanged giddy smiles.
Then Robin turned to Y/N, a sly gleam in his eyes. "Ready to be whelmed?"
The fire is still burning bright when the four of them arrive at Cadmus.
The fire brigade was busily attempting to put out what flames still remained, as well as trying to rescue the scientists and workers who were in the building.
"STAY PUT," a firefighter ordered through a megaphone. "WE WILL GET YOU OUT!"
That was the last thing Y/N heard them say before suddenly the ground shook with the weight of a loud explosion from within the laboratory. She saw the impact blow two of the men in lab coats out the window and into the air.
"KF, go!" she shouted, and she didn't need to tell him twice.
In a blink of an eye, Kid Flash raced towards Cadmus and ran up the steep face of the building, catching the poor scientists before they could meet an untimely demise. His momentum led him to speeding up to the roof, where he deposited the scientists before he tripped and fell.
"Shoot!" he managed to yelp, before quickly finding purchase on the windowsill. "Oh, thank god."
"It's what's-his-name!" one of the firefighters exclaimed. "Eh... Flash Boy!"
Robin snorted.
"It's KID FLASH!" KF grumbled. "Why is that so hard?"
"He's soooo smooth, isn't he?" Robin mused as he, Aqualad, and Bloodlust ran up to the building.
"Shut it, Rob," Bloodlust snarked. She grabbed her knife and sliced her palms and the soles of her feet. Then she lunged up at the side of the building. "STICK!" Her hands and feet stuck strongly to the concrete, and she began to climb up like a spider towards KF. "Hold on, buddy."
"Yep!" KF replied. "Kinda all I can do at the moment!"
In a couple seconds, Bloodlust crossed the building and arrived just before KF's grip could falter completely. She grabbed his wrist, and he clung to her arm fast, and she hauled the two of them into Cadmus through the open window.
"Must they always run ahead?" Aqualad muttered as he watched. He sighed. "We need a plan—"
But then he turned, and found Robin, too, had disappeared from his side. Instead, he saw the youngest of them all running up the fire truck ladder before grabbing onto an unused hose and using it like a rope to swing himself into the window as well.
Aqualad sighed. "Of course."
He hurried over to the fire trucks, right beside the firefighters still trying to hose down the fire.
"I need to borrow that!" he quickly warned, before he pulled his two Atlantean weapons from their sheaths and redirected the water from the hose to propel himself into the air, up to the roof, where the two scientists remained. "Step aboard. Now."
The men didn't hesitate. Aqualad landed first, as he set foot on the windowsill his friends had entered through, then lowered the scientists down the ground.
"Finally," Bloodlust called as Aqualad entered the building.
"I appreciate the help," he sarcastically replied.
"Hey, you handled it!" Robin protested, typing away at one of the computers he'd opened. "Besides. We're here to investigate. Poetic justice, remember?"
"Yeah," Y/N noted. "Investigate. KF," she added sternly, leveling the redhead with a look as he made shadow puppets using the light of Robin's screen.
"Sorry, sorry," Kid Flash mused in a very unapologetic tone. He glanced back to see Bloodlust was no longer looking, then resumed his shenanigans with a silent snicker.
"Robin," Bloodlust called, "found anything?"
"No, not much yet," the Boy Wonder replied. "Check some of the physical files and stuff, might be something there."
"Got it." She marched over to another desk and plucked the papers off of it, struggling to read the contents in the minimal light. She found notes on different DNA samples the lab had been given, most likely via ancestry tests and the like. One paper had, in bold red letters at the bottom, PATERNITY TEST NEGATIVE. Y/N set that paper aside and kept looking.
Suddenly, she heard the familiar ding! of an elevator, and frowned. She looked up to see Aqualad had gone off, and KF was following, and so she did the same.
She found the two boys standing at the mouth of a hall leading to an elevator shaft.
"There was something in the..." Aqualad muttered.
KF frowned. "Elevators should be locked down."
"Well, this one isn't," Bloodlust replied, stalking over to it. She heard Robin's footsteps as he followed. "That's suspicious. Rob, is this what I think it is?"
"This is wrong," he agreed, pulling up his holographic screen to search his archives for a confirmation. "Thought so. This is a high-speed express elevator. It doesn't belong in a two-story building!"
"Unless the building isn't just two stories," Bloodlust realized. She touched the doors and frowned. "Aqualad, you said you saw something enter the elevator?"
"Something that also doesn't belong here," he said.
He stepped up to the doors and gestured for Bloodlust to step aside. When she did, he placed his hands on the gap between the doors and pried them open with a shout.
The rest of them clambered beside him and gazed down at the elevator shaft. It stretched downwards for far longer than a supposed small-scale genetics laboratory should require.
"And that's why they need an express elevator," Robin quipped.
He pulled his grappling hook launcher out of his pocket and fired it into the ceiling of the shaft. Then he leapt into the shaft and continued to fall and fall until his line eventually came to an end at just around a floor labeled SB 25.
"I'm at the end of my rope," he muttered, a soft shock in his tone as he swung over to the door of the elevator. He quickly sidestepped until he found a decent spot to sit, then produced his screens again.
Aqualad came down next, followed by Bloodlust and then Kid Flash.
"I knew something was off with this place," Bloodlust hissed, touching the cold metal of the door again. "Not only is this an express elevator; these doors are heavily reinforced. They're probably not indestructible, but most definitely bulletproof. And I can feel it vibrating. Robin, these have tech behind them. Passcodes."
"On it," the Boy Wonder replied. "Bypassing security... there. Go."
Aqualad didn't miss a beat. He tore these doors open too, then the four of them slipped inside quickly. They found themselves, wide-eyed, in another enormous hallway. The lights were a deep red, the walls and ceiling and floor a murky black. Panel upon panel of black metal ran down the hall, giving the room a strange aura about it.
"Welcome to Project Cadmus," Robin announced.
Kid Flash wasted no time in rushing again. Aqualad tried to grab him to stop him, but the boy was far too fast. He sped ahead, only to severely underestimate his speed and fail to smoothly as he neared the end of the hall. He tripped and skidded across the floor, grunting in pain.
And then there was a thud. A heavy, scarily close weight dropping beside him, and KF opened his eyes as a strange, elephant-sized creature lifted its foot and began to lower it right over him.
Luckily, as per his powers, KF was more than fast enough to get out of the way of the herd of... creatures? As he stepped back and rejoined his friends, who were now in the hall with him, he struggled to understand what he was looking at.
The creatures were enormous. They had gravelly gray skin with strange red markings and pale underbellies and curved tusks emerging from the sides of their fanged mouths. Their eyes were a deep red and their faces seemed curved in permanent snarls. Bloodlust swore one of them met her gaze as it passed. They roared and blew steam from their nostrils, the heat so intense it was nearly disorienting.
"What are those?" Bloodlust asked in a hushed whisper, only for her eyes to then catch a glimpse of yet another anomaly. "Huh?!"
Seated in a sort of crouched position on the top of the monster was a tiny creature with beady red eyes and markings to match the bigger creature over its own cool gray skin. There were hard-looking lumps on their knees and curved appendages coming from the sides of its face. As the monsters passed, the tiny creature's horns began to glow a bright red.
Y/N's heart skipped such a long beat it might as well have stopped. There was this strange sensation in her body as she met the goblin-creature's gaze; a tingling which started at the top of her head and trickled pleasantly down to the tips of her bare toes. She was always aware of the blood in her body thanks to her metahuman powers but suddenly her understanding of it all was... heightened? Was that the right word? She was hyperaware of the beat of her heart, of the rush of her bloodflow, of the—
"BLOOD!"
Y/N jumped. "What?!"
Kid Flash was standing right next to her, his hand on her shoulder, a concerned look in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "You sorta zoned out for a second."
"I..." Y/N took a shaky breath, then frowned. Why was her breathing so heavy now? "Sorry, I just... I don't know." She put her hand to her chest. "My heart feels like it's going supersonic right now. It... it must be the shock, I guess."
Robin didn't look convinced. "Doubtful. Are you feeling alright?"
"Yeah," Bloodlust assured him. "I'm okay. Um. What were those?"
Aqualad shook his head. "We do not know. But this is proof that Batman, Black Canary, and you were right. Cadmus is keeping far too many secrets."
"Well?" Robin prompted. "We're here now. Might as well uncover a couple more."
Y/N frowned. "Robin, I said only reconnaissance."
"C'mon!" KF protested. "Blood, we're already here. We can't exactly leave now! You can't say you're not curious."
This is a bad idea, Y/N noted. She glanced at her friends' faces, their looks of hope for her to agree with them (even in Aqualad's gaze, surprisingly). But I am intrigued by all of this. What were those things? Can we find that out? And not be caught by our mentors?
"Fine," she amended, waving KF away from her face. "Fine, fine. But if things go south, I'm calling Arrow."
"What?!" KF demanded.
"Hey, better him than Bats, right?" Y/N reminded him. "And he can help keep Canary from killing me."
"It's a deal," Robin said, cutting off Kid Flash before he could get annoyed. "If stuff hits the fan, you can call GA."
"Good." Y/N nodded. "Now. Where do we start?"
They were shocked upon opening the first vault, which really didn't bode well.
Robin found a bit of difficulty in hacking open the vault, which he was initially frustrated by.
"That's a first," he grumbled. "Hold on."
There was no need to hold on, however, because he managed to crack the code five seconds later. With a satisfying click and hiss, the vault doors slid opened.
"Okay..." Robin muttered, looking into the vault. "I am officially whelmed."
Inside the vault was column after column of cylinder-shaped semi-transparent containment chambers. Within each chamber was yet another unidentifiable organism with similar characteristics to the giants and gremlins from earlier. At the center of the room was an energy of sorts; a buzzing, bright blue ball of something, flashing rapidly as it drew power the containment chambers.
"They're... they're living batteries," Bloodlust realized.
Kid Flash marched up closer to the chambers. "This is how they hide this massive underground facility from the world! The real Cadmus isn't on the grid! It generates its own power with these... things." He placed his hands on his hips. "It must be what they're bred for."
Aqualad turned to Bloodlust. "You were right, my friend. They truly live up to the legend of their name."
Bloodlust nodded silently.
"So Cadmus creates new life," Robin noted. He marched up to the blue sphere of power, to the little control panel at the base of the structure, and connected his own monitor to the controls. "Let's find out why."
Y/N saddled up beside Robin and read his screen over his shoulder. Her eyes fell on paragraph after paragraph of scientific terminology and lab reports.
"They call them Genomorphs," Robin narrated. "Whoa! Look at the stats on these things!" He tapped on the image of the giant creatures from earlier, opening up a window with a characteristic breakdown of the organism. "Super strength, telepathy, razor claws—these things are living weapons!"
"They're engineering an army," KF muttered. "But for who?"
"Wait." Robin leaned forward and tapped on one of the files. "There's some other stuff. Project Kr and... ugh." He shook his head. "The file's triple encrypted. I can't—"
"DON'T MOVE!"
The four of them whirled around at the sudden shout, eyes wide and hands clenched into fists. Rushing towards them, a group of growling Genomorphs at his heels and shoulder, was... was that Guardian?!
"Wait!" he shouted, stopping dead in his tracks as he scanned the faces of the teenagers. Recognition flashed in his eyes. "Robin? Aqualad? Kid Flash? Bloodlust?"
"Hey, at least he got your name right," Robin teased KF before he continued trying to hack into the files.
"I know you," Aqualad spoke up. "Guardian. A hero."
"I do my best," Guardian humbly said.
"What are you doing down here?" Bloodlust demanded. "And why've you got those Genomorphs with you?"
"I'm Chief of Security," Guardian explained. "You're all trespassing. But we can call the Justice League, figure this out."
"You think the League is going to approve of you breeding weapons?!" KF fired back.
"Weapons?" Guardian questioned. "What're you... what am I..."
But he was cut off as the Genomorph on his shoulder turned to him, its horns glowing red. Y/N, too, staggered back, suddenly overcome with a strange urge; although, to do what, she was unsure.
Guardian pressed a hand to his head, groaning in discomfort. But then he opened his eyes again, a glimmer of determination in his eyes, and he looked back at the protégés. "Take them down hard! No mercy!"
Bloodlust was the first to act. She slipped her knife from its sheath and slashed at her palms, allowing the stray drops of her blood to fall.
"SMOKE!" she ordered, and her blood erupted into billowing red smoke.
Robin was quick to take advantage and produced his grappling hook launcher again. He fired it up onto the support beams overhead, then leapt up, allowing the wire to carry him to brief safety.
The Genomorphs advanced, slashing through the smoke and snarling; but their vision was obscured. Bloodlust took full control of the smoke and concentrated it around the eyes of the Genomorphs, blinding them but allowing her and her friends full visibility.
One came too close for comfort, and she lunged at the monster, letting the blood on her palms touch its skin.
"BURN!"
Instantly, the Genomorph let out a high-pitched, agonized shriek as its flesh began to burn and boil. It fell to the ground, and Y/N moved on to the next enemy combatant until she heard the electric crackling of Aqualad's weapons and followed the sound. She saw him knock down Guardian, and she ran alongside him and KF to escape the vault.
They booked it as fast as they could, staying out of reach of the Genomorphs by just a hair. Alarms began to blare, sending waves of pain through Bloodlust's head, but she kept sprinting until she found Robin, busily hacking away at the elevator. KF ran ahead, seemingly scolding him, until the elevator door opened and they rushed inside. Bloodlust quickly followed.
"You couldn't wait for us?" she panted, turning to Robin with a glare.
"You made it!" Robin grinned. "No need to complain!"
The growling of the Genomorphs grew closer, and Y/N looked up and yelped, pushing herself against the side of the elevator just in time to allow Aqualad to jump into the shaft. The doors shut behind him, trapping them inside.
"Okay, good," Bloodlust sighed. She stood and dusted herself off, then commanded her hands to heal. "Now, we leave."
But the floor level display continued to increase. They were going deeper into the sublevels.
"We're headed down?" Aqualad demanded.
"Dude!" KF turned to Robin. "Out is up!"
"Excuse me?" Robin frowned. "Project Kr? It's down, on sublevel 52."
"This is out of control," Aqualad protested. "Perhaps... perhaps we should contact the League."
"On it," Bloodlust began, but before she could reach her communications device, Robin grabbed her wrist. She leveled him with a wide-eyed glare. "Explain yourself or I will cut off your hand, Robin."
"Look, Blood, I think you're going to want to see this stuff," he implored. "Trust me."
"You promised that I could call Arrow!" Y/N reminded him. "Make good on your word!"
But then the elevator dinged open, and soon Y/N was too shocked by what she saw to even remember to call Oliver.
The hall—if it could even be called that—was strange, red, and flesh-like in appearance. Glowing blue pustule-esque structures jutted out from the wall, emanating ominous light.
"What is this place?" Bloodlust whispered.
Robin ran ahead.
"No!" Bloodlust reached for him, but he was already too far. "No, I don't like this at all, guys."
"Well, we are already here," KF tried to convince her, before quickly shutting up because Bloodlust gave him such a cold look he turned away. He elected to run after Robin.
Aqualad sighed heavily. "I will go with them. If you wish to stay back, that is your decision."
Y/N wanted to fall to her knees and kiss his feet in thanks. She hated this feeling of being here. The air was thicker, the walls looked alive, it was unnatural, unreal in all the worst ways.
But then Robin's words came back to her:
Look, Blood, I think you're going to want to see this stuff. Trust me.
"N-no." Bloodlust swallowed her nerves. "I'll come with you."
Aqualad hesitated. Then he offered her a gentle smile, and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"That is quite brave of you, my friend," he assured her.
Y/N nodded. "Thanks."
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guys i think roy is so hopelessly, deeply obsessed with seeing your reactions to things. he’d try anything for you, if it gives you the chance to make those pretty faces and delicious little noises he loves so much.
he’s the perfect pleasure dom, always so patient and attentive as he handles you like a rag doll, moving your limbs to his leisure as he tries to find the right spot to make you squeal with pleasure. his pupils are blown wide, drinking in the sight of your brown body writhe in ecstasy.
he coos at you when you whine, gently pushing the hair out of your reddened face and urging you to “let Daddy make you feel good, honey. That’s all I want, ‘kay?”
he’s disgusting. wants to eat u out after cumming in you<3
#— evie’s boytoys !#roy harper x black!reader#roy harper x you#idk guys i wanna fuck him#he’d be so sweet to a virgin!reader
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gcverse gcverse gcverse.
jason goes away for missions more than roy. he’s away more than he’s home & roy takes full advantage of that. staying the night at your place & sending pictures of the two of you cuddled up together. and it slowly escalates to roy sending videos of his fingers in your pussy, talking to jason while you moan and whine out “pretty fuckin’ pussy… ‘n it’s just crying for me, you’re missin’ out jay. tell him sweetheart” causing you to push against his fingers and moan out a little “miss you jason.. roy’s been taking such good care of me”. he doesn’t give jason the satisfaction of seeing you cum though
and jason’s on the other side of the world. eyes wide, he’s about to snap his phone in half at the sight of you on roy’s fingers. you’re getting fucked by roy and he’s not there. and he of course sends a video back “god i fucking.. fuck the both of you. roy probably didn’t even… didn’t even make you cum right. that pussy still crying for me” jason’s tip is red and leaking, you and roy watch it together
#. . . maras mailbox#. . . curated by mara#jason todd x black!reader#jason todd smut#black!fem!reader#jason todd x reader#roy harper smut#roy harper x black!reader#roy harper x you#roy harper x reader#gcverse
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forbidden fruit
description: he's not supposed to be in love with her, she's his best friends' sister, or Roy has a questionable moment with Y/N
Warnings: Cursing, Roy's like 23-24 and Y/N is like 20
Word Count: 0.8k
He wasn't supposed to like her. He was supposed to tease her and annoy her like all the friends of her brothers did. No, but Roy Harper just had to go and fall in love with the girl who was two years his junior. He didn't mean to. It was an accident, but he couldn't help but feel jealousy as she snuck off from the gala with some rich asshole who couldn't appreciate her. None of them ever appreciated her the way he did.
"Y/N?" He said as he entered the office of the Wayne Manor that Y/N disappeared to. She was pressed against a stack of books with the rich asshole kissing her neck.
"Roy?" She gasped as she pushed the guy away from her. Somehow being caught by Roy was worse than being caught by any of her brothers.
"You need to leave now," He said pointing to the guy. The rich asshole flashed a smile at Y/N before walking out. Roy may or may not have shoulder-checked him on the way out.
"You're no fun," Y/N said with her signature pout. Her rich dark skin was illuminated by the fireplace in the study. He could see her figure clearly in the dress, and there was nothing that he ever wanted to touch more.
"Fun? Is that what that was?" He questioned her as he walked towards her. There was a slight red tinge to his face and Y/N had to admit he looked nice all cleaned up. However, she preferred his more rugged look with his signature backward snapback and his tattoos exposed.
"Yes," Y/N sassed with her head tilted. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her at this moment.
"Guys like him only want one thing from you," He had watched her time and time again fall for losers who probably could never satisfy her properly. He could never say anything, it wasn't his place.
"Why'd you follow me? Just go back to the party," She waved him off and continued to lean on the books. She got all dolled up for nothing, she could at least get laid by a trust fund baby but no Roy had to go and ruin it. Hell, the braids she got took eight hours alone and she didn't even want to think about taking them out.
"I have watched you waste your time with guys who don't understand you or want only to be near you for your name,"
"Careful, Roy, it sounds like you have a crush," She teased while stepping close to him. She was close enough to see how he nicked himself shaving hours before the gala started. She could just smell his aftershave and he smelt delicious.
"You are the sister of my two best friends," Roy started grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her close. She could feel his breath fanning across her neck. Her breathing became uneven.
"The daughter of Bruce Wayne," He continued softly. He was tempted to take her right then and there on the stack of books. He'd have her moaning so loudly that no rich prick would try to fuck with her again.
"More importantly, the daughter of Batman," He reminded her. His lips ghosted the cusp of her ear. She nearly moaned at the sensation. He smirked because he had her right where he wanted her.
"You are forbidden fruit to me," He whispered once more before letting her go completely. She nearly whined at the loss of contact.
"Do you want a taste?" She whispered seductively. Her hands pulled back close to her by his belt loops.
"Y/N," He was playing a dangerous game by being here with her. His self-control was hanging on by a thread. The last thing that he needed was Y/N Wayne returning to her precious gala covered in hickeys and cum stained on her lips.
"I had a crush on you when I was younger. Now, though, I can only imagine what's under that tux," She whispered. Her hands rubbed his chest up and down. She could just barely seeing how she had him blushing.
"Go back to the gala and behave, I might let you," He pressed a small kiss to her lips before pulling away. She wasn't' haven't that so she kissed him once again. Her hand found itself in his hair and gripped it. Roy couldn't help but groan. Both of his hands managed to wander to her ass and squeezed so tightly that Y/N's parted even more and let out a soft whimper.
"It's a deal," She said while gasping for air. The two of them made it to the door. Y/N took a quick second to straighten out her dress and reapply her lipstick. Roy couldn't help but notice how perfect she was. She placed a quick kiss on his cheek before leaving.
"Behave, princess," He whispered as the two rejoined everyone else. No one thought it was odd that the two had disappeared around the same time that night until Roy joined the Wayne's for breakfast the next day.
#x black!reader#black!reader#x black reader#black reader#black!batsis#jason todd#dick grayson#roy harper x batsis#roy harper x spoiled!batsis#roy harper x reader#roy harper x black!reader
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codename: nightingale - the before masterlist
a collection of blurbs and head cannons and ficlets that take place before season 1!
pre season 1 blurbs/hcs:
robin catching feels (02/21/23)
birdy has a crush (03/20/23)
that time where everyone met birdy (06/22/23)
main masterlist
codename: nightingale master post
season 1 series teaser
season 1 masterlist
#codename: nightingale#cnng#cnng nav#cnng season 0#cnng pre season 1#cnng blurbs#cnng headcannoncs#cnngs hc#cnng hcs#young justice#young justice series#young justice x reader#dc#dc series#dick grayson x reader#robin x reader#black canary#roy harper#oliver queen#red arrow#green arrow#dinah lance
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𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 “𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬” 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞! 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣!!!
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰
#✮⋆˙ 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 — 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞#black butler#Castlevania#dc comics#deadman wonderland#edward midford#Edward midford x reader#black butler Edward#black butler x reader#castlevania hector#hector#hector castlevania#hector x reader#Castlevania Hector x reader#castlevania x reader#dc comics x reader#dc comics roy Harper#roy harper#Roy x reader#roy harper x reader#deadman wonderland x reader#deadman wonderland se hi#dmwl#senji kiyomasa#senji kiyomasa x reader
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Thinking of doing Black Canary’s little sister/ protege as a Vtuber
#black canary#green arrow#roy harper#arsenal#dinah lance#oliver queen#dc fanfic#lian harper#dinahollie#black canary x reader#dinah drake
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