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DC Kink Vault by Reddinwing
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Young Justice (Comics)
15 Mar 2026
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Just a space to collect some kinky DC drabbles.
Any prompts and requests welcome!
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19 Jul 2026
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There's A World I Need To Know by even_atlas
Fandoms: Absolute Batman (Comics), Absolute Superman (DC Comics)
05 Oct 2025
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Bruce grabs the wrists that are held against his chest, trying to push him off. Kal just shoves him again, his deceptive strength keeping Bruce pinned. His eyes are ablaze, brows low and angry, disapproving. He’s shorter than Bruce, dark hair blowing in the wind, but his presence is large, his power crackling under his skin. “Get off me.”
“No.” Kal’s fingers are digging into his armor, leaving dents. “You’re reckless and stupid. You don’t know what you’re doing.”
“And you do? How long have you even been on this planet?”
Kal draws his hand back, and Bruce tenses, thinking this is it. They’re finally going to kick the shit out of each other, and probably break some things along the way.
But that doesn’t happen.
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29 Jun 2026
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Roy always has something in his mouth. At first, it was cigarettes, then menthol sticks, then gum, and pens, the necklace he wears, everything. Jason’s sure he’d chew on rocks if he could. He’s started carrying around cough drops in his pockets to give to Roy when they're on long stakeouts to keep him from putting fucking arrows in his mouth.
So it really shouldn’t be a surprise that this carries over into their bedroom activities.
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Tim’s rage evaporated, replaced by a wave of ice-cold horror. “Oh my god,” he breathed, the words barely a whisper. He stumbled back a step, his hand rising to cover his mouth as if he could physically shove the apology back down his throat. “Kon, I— I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, oh my god, I don’t know— I didn’t— I’m so sorry.”
He was babbling, a string of useless, pathetic words that did nothing to erase the fact that he had just slapped his best friend— his partner. The one person who had never, ever been anything but solid ground beneath his feet.
Kon didn’t say a word. He just watched him, his gaze unreadable, intense. He took a step forward, and then another, crowding Tim back until his shoulders hit the cold wall of the computer lab. Tim flinched, expecting retaliation. Expecting anger. Expecting something, anything, other than what he got.
Kon leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated through Tim’s very bones. “On the bed. Now.”
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- Part 42 of DC stands for "Dickweed7's Canon"
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28 Jun 2026
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“Can’t—” Tim gasped, thrashing under the hold. “Hurts, Kon. Please, it’s not—it’s not enough.”
Kon’s jaw flexed. He looked at Tim like he was fighting something inside himself, torn between restraint and pure want. Then, with a slow exhale, he slid Tim’s gloves off, tossing them aside, and replaced Tim’s own hand with his own, shoving it into Tim’s pants
The sound Tim made was raw, guttural, pulled from someplace deep. His body arched off the bed, eyes squeezing shut as Kon stroked him with an easy, firm rhythm.
“Shhh,” Kon murmured, leaning closer, his free hand braced against the sheets near Tim’s head. “I’ve got you, Rob. Just breathe. Let me take care of it.”
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or, in which Tim is dosed with a new strain of Ivy's sex pollen and calls his bestfriend/longtime crush, Kon-El for help.
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- Part 8 of DC stands for "Dickweed7's Canon"
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28 Jun 2026