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My follower count bumped up 15 people in the last three days! I love you! Thank you for following me!! Old followers and the new!  Have some gif spam of love!

That some people you know simply decided they don’t want to talk to you anymore? I keep having this sensation, and now I’m anxious, worried about whether it’s something I did or said. 8C

More Hoodlum verse! 8D Since I guess you guys like it, so it’s become a bit of a thing. I’m considering taking prompts for it.  This time it’s for Ailea, to accompany THIS sexy photo. Please take a look at it, love on it, or you’re gonna be confused about this story!

Rating: T

Pairing: Jason/Tim

Verse: Red Hood and Hoodlum (though I’m thinking about renaming it the ‘UST overkill’ verse)

Summary: Jason and Tim greatly enjoy trolling the hell out of the Bat family.

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“Oh, come on, Tim!  It’ll be hilarious!” Jason followed along, crowding up behind the younger man and generally being a nuisance as Tim moved around the kitchen.

“You are the only person who would find that hilarious.” He tried to elbow Jason out of his space, but the man refused to budge.

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menokata:

bear-tier:

derpastrology:

ARIES

TAURUS

GEMINI

CANCER

LEO

VIRGO

LIBRA

SCORPIO

SAGITTARIUS

CAPRICORN

AQUARIUS

PISCES

Well my blog is already weird anyways

this does feel quite accurate owo [/capricorn]

hahahah cancer is wrong

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(via meeya87)

Direct follow-up to THIS little baby.  For Kris, because she wanted more. <3 I’ve already got another idea in the works, thanks to Ailea, so a little bit for her too. Enjoy more Hoodlum verse!

P.S. Kris, you’re totally not following me so I really hope you are following the tag of your username, otherwise you might not see this. D8

Rating: T, for implied themes

Pairing: JasonTim

Verse: Red Hood and Hoodlum

Summary: Jason has a few thoughts regarding Hoodlum’s latest…uniform.

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The clink of metal skidding across wood was a dull resonance in the dimly lit living room when Tim tossed his gun over to the coffee table.  It slid all the way to the edge, teetered for a moment, and then thunked against the wood.  Tim smiled.  Perfect aim, as always.

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heartslogos:

Title: This Family
Verse: Fluffy Cavities
Pairing: Jason/Tim
Rating: PG13

Anonymous asked you: Congrats on graduating! A fluffy cavities prompt… um, Tim gets carried around by his family (Bruce, Dick and Jay) a lot. They get good at ignoring his protests, after a while.

Snippet: It is not the last time Bruce carries Tim- but in later times it changes from “I don’t want to bother you, Mr. Wayne” to “Dad, I’m not a baby, I can walk.”

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THIS WAS SO FREAKISHLY ADORABLE HOMG <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 

protagonistically:

It’s a challenge, Tim thinks, even as the cock inside of his mouth slowly begins to soften and stutter, it’s still a challenge.  The side of his mouth ache, like his lips are being split on either end and his jaws creaks and aches like a rusty machine.  It makes him groan around the organ, swallow all of the cum that he can.  Slurps it down, drools it out.

 Everything about it is a challenge.  The hardness, the indestructible perfect skin of Kon’s dick.   But it’s okay, Tim loves it.  And with Kon, Tim can cheat with teeth.  And tongue and aggression.  Superboy loves it.  Loves his mouth as much as Tim can never have enough of Kon’s cock.  He works his friend over and over, uses his fingers, his nails.  Traces every vein, ever ridge of skin with his tongue.  He brings him close with every stroke and touch, with every sound that comes out of his mouth. 

And Kon loves the sounds and Tim loves the sound of his voice with Kon in the way. Loves the chokes and gags when the head get’s caught in the back of his throat.

It makes Tim’s own balls ache, makes him harder and his penis drips out another pearl of pre-ejaculate, wet inside his boxer briefs.

Tim can worship at the altar forever, on his knees.  Brings Kon in like the tide of an ocean in the storm, hips slamming into him, cutting off his air, until he has to pull back and breath hot and musky air on the pulsing flesh. 

When Tim has had enough, and it’s never enough, Kon floods his mouth, pulse after pulse.  Tim was empty before and now he’s filling up, being filled.  Kon breathes heavy afterwards and Tim knows Kon loved it.  The man is slack, boneless and sucked dry.

Dead weight on the abused upholstering of the sofa.

Tim lets Kon soften in his mouth, suckling the organ, softly tracing every fold of skin, licks paths down the shaft and to Kon’s now loose sac.  

The man groans, but doesn’t push Tim away, allows Tim to cradle the cock in his mouth, gently, until Kon falls asleep, nothing but even breathing and light snores in the air.

Until Tim has to take himself out of his saturated shorts and his own harsh pants and wet slaps fill the air.

He presses a smile against, the soft skin of Kon’s inner thigh; Yep.

Tim’s always loved a challenge.

Holy…I think I just…