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could i request a bart x reader where the reader is a green lantern and the two of them are seeing each other for the first time in a while bc reader was off-world doing green lantern stuff and bart’s all over them and like “fuck i missed you so much i need to make you cum for every time i couldn’t while you were gone.”
please and thanks!
We're Not Done !
Yeah, I got carried away with this, this is the hottest thing I’ve ever written omg. The request was just way too good, send Bart thirsts please I miss him.
Warnings!: MDNI!!, Smut, p. in v., fingering, praise, degradation, free use, overstimulation, making out, kissing, pet names, possessiveness, breeding kink, marathon sex, begging, hickies/bruises, crying, mentions of pregnancy (in the hot way)
You miss Bart more than you could put into words.
When you had been asked to help with a rescue from a neighboring sector, you didn’t think it would take more than a few days. Bart had sent you off, you promised you’d be back within the week.
It’s been three months since.
After the first week you found a way to contact him, although it was hardly private. The shared communicator was always in use.
You only got to talk to Bart once a week at best, even then the call would only last 10 minutes.
You yearned for his touch, his warm skin against yours, the way he’d look at you, you even miss the soft morning kiss he’d give you every day.
Most of all, you missed the way he fucked you. The way he knew everything about your body, the way his pretty cock filled you so perfectly.
You’re horny and frustrated. You can’t even do anything over the phone, it’s taken away before you can even think about it. But fuck, you need him like you need to breathe.
You’d tried to get off yourself, fingers shoved up your pretty pussy, but it was never enough. It’s not his fingers, they don’t curl the right way, don’t press deep into that spot that makes you see stars
You had gotten the okay to go home a week ago, you had called Bart to tell him the good news. Finally, you’d be able to see him after what felt like an eternity.
When you had gotten home, exhausted and utterly needy, you only got one step in before you were pushed harshly against the door.
It knocked the breath out of you, startling you more than you’d like to admit. Golden eyes stare into you, already dim and wanting.
Strong hands hold your hips to the door, keeping you in place. He’s so close, you can smell his familiar cologne, feel the warmth radiating off his skin.
“Fuck I missed you.”
That’s all you hear before he’s pulling you into the deepest kiss. It’s soft and hungry, it’s everything you’ve wanted for the past three months.
Your hands find their way into his tangled hair, pulling him closer. He groans when he feels you tug at the short strands.
His tongue rolls over yours, his hands grab you tighter, making you yearn for more.
You whine and push yourself as close as possible. He pushes you harder against the door, tapping your hips before pulling you up.
Your legs wrap around his slender waist, arms coming around his neck to keep your lips on his.
His strong hands grip your ass, grinding you against him. “Oh fuck, need you. Let me fuck you sweet girl?”
“Please.” That’s all you could whimper out before your leaning back in, desperate for him.
Air presses against your back before you’re slammed against the bedroom wall, knocking the air out of you. It’s disorientating, with how quick he was, but you can’t even care when he’s kissing you the way he is.
“Fuck can’t make it to the bed, just- sit up for me baby. Yeah, just like that.”
When you push yourself straight against the wall, you feel yourself falling for a second. Suddenly, you’re naked, and in Barts arms again, like he never left.
His eyes take you in, dark and dim. They’re dilated and blown wide, moving quickly like he’s taking in every single inch of you.
He props you up on one arm, the other finding its way to your cunt. A warm finger slips inside, quick like always.
It’s familiar, but you’ve been yearning for this for months. It’s everything you wanted, immediately making you moan and squirm in his hold.
“Look at you, so pretty. Shit, I missed you so much. Fucked my fist every night just wishing you were here.”
He has his forehead against your temple, talking into your ear, keeping you so close.
“Bart, please. Faster, I can take it. I just want you, right now, please.”
He hums and gives you a sweet kiss before pushing another finger in. Scissoring them quickly, focusing on stretching you out, his wrist moves fast.
It feels so good, he reaches deep, rubbing against your sensitive walls. His speed always feels good, like you’re closer to him, like you feel the buzz under his skin.
When his fingers slide out, you can’t help but whine. He shushes you with soft praises, pumping his pretty cock, before pushing in slowly.
“God, knew this pretty pussy missed me. She’s sucking me in.”
The stretch burns, he's just so big, your cunt feels like it’s being split in half. You can feel his veins rubbing against your walls, cock pushing so deep inside.
You whine from the stretch, eyes rolling back. His fingers find your clit, rubbing deliciously small circles over the bud, easing himself deeper.
“There we go, open up for me baby.” His forehead rests against your temple, giving you small pecs while whispering sweet nothings.
Your breath gets pushed out of you when he bottoms out. His tip is practically in your throat, walls clenching uncontrollably around him.
Your head tips back when he grabs your thighs and brings them up over his shoulders. He’s bending you in ways you didn’t even know were possible, folding you in half, body tensing and straining against the small cramping.
His lips find your throat as he snaps his hips into you. He’s biting the smooth skin at your throat, leaving pretty bruises for everyone to see.
He’s going fast and hard, not letting you adjust to his size, pounding into you. He’s feral, gasping and moaning, telling you how much he’s missed being inside you.
He’s practically in your cervix, the angle he’s pulled you into has him slipping impossibly deep. Your clit runs against his abs, making you sob.
“Bart, fuck slow down, I-"
You can't talk, can’t think, he’s tapping into his speed. He’s fucking you so fast you can’t catch your breath, choking you on his cock.
“I can’t, fuck I’m sorry. Need you, God, won’t ever stop. Need to fill you up, need to keep you full. You feel so fucking good around me, so warm, so tight”
He’s whining, babbling into your neck, hips moving uncontrollably. You’re not listening, all his words going right through you, you can only focus on how his tip is bullying your sweet spot.
Your legs try to close in his hold, struggling to keep up with him. You shake, trembling against him, pussy dripping all over his dick.
Your vision whites, legs locking uncomfortably, mind going beautifully numb. You try to gasp for air, your stomach feeling weird and hot.
You squirt against his stomach, practically sobbing into your orgasm. Your pretty head is too blank to think, let alone feel embarrassed.
“Yeahhh, there she is. Fuck, I need you to do that again. Never seen this pretty pussy drip so much.”
Before you can catch your breath, your suddenly face first into the bed, hips getting pulled up harshly.
Your disorientated again, you never get used to him throwing you around in super speed. The buzz of the force still under your skin, you turn your head to look back at Bart.
He’s pushing inside again, his stomach glistening in your slick. He’s still so deep, his hands pulling your hips up at the perfect angle to have him pushing against that sensitive spot again.
He’s slamming into you like he never stopped, just as fast and harsh. One of his hands comes to shove your head down again, holding you down.
“Stay still, fuck- be a good slut for me. Just take it. All mine, never gonna let you leave again. Keep you on my cock, you’d like that wouldn’t you.”
It’s like he doesn’t even care if you get off, he’s just fucking his hips into you at a speed that makes you lose track of time. Your brain can only focus on how good his cock feels inside, warm and curving in a perfect way.
It feels like hours, an eternity, that he’s been fucking you. You’ve cum again, you think, he’s cum too. It’s hard to tell now, your body pleasurably numb, tingling and hot.
Your stomach cramps from just how much he’s cum, he's shoving it back in, angling your hips higher to keep it all inside.
His leg is raised up against your hip, letting him push in deeper. It’s too much, the pleasure has taken over all your senses.
One of your hands swings back, shaking and uncoordinated. You try to slap at his hips, sobbing into the sheets, trying to push him away.
He grabs your wrist tightly, pushing it against your back, hips still bullying into you.
“No, we’re not fucking done yet.”
Him pinning you in place has you clenching tighter, begging for him to stop, pleading with him to keep going.
The way his balls slap against clit, cock nuzzled into your womb, cum seeping deeper inside with every push, has you creaming around him again.
He fucks you right through it, moaning harder at the way you’re squeezing him, praising you for being so good.
You try to claw at the sheets, pulling your hips forward to pull away slightly, but he drags you back into him. His hands grab your hips hard enough to bruise, keeping your hips slamming back into his.
“Don’t run away from me. I’m going to make you cum for every time I fucking couldn’t while you were gone. Fuck- gonna keep you full until morning.”
Your body goes beautifully slack, just letting him do whatever he wants, drooling into the sheets. He’s still fucking you like he’ll never get tired, his speedster stamina letting him go for hours.
“I’m going to keep you on my cock for days baby, won’t let you go. Gonna make this pussy only want me, remember me forever.”
His hand trails down your spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of your neck.
He pulls, tugging you back until your ear is right neck to his lips, pushing your back into a mean arch.
“Gonna keep you on my cock until you pass out, filling you up till you’re pregnant. Maybe that’ll keep you from leaving.”
Omg my first Bart fic to reach 100 likes!!! Thank you so much for supporting my Bart fics guys! I’m never sure if I’m doing him right, I’m always so nervous to post for him. I often hesitate to post Bart fics, specifically this one I held in my drafts for awhile, it’s insane to see people like it!!!
Thanks again guys, love you!! I’m trying to find time to write, I’ve been so busy unfortunately. I’m slowly getting less busy but writing is so hard, I’m trying for all my lovely requests though!!! 😚☺️
Truly it's such a great thing to see your fics pop up after there was literally nothing on a character a I love for so long
And they aren't just new content but great content
So thank you so much I appreciate you putting effort into creating something for all of us to enjoy about characters we care about 🙏
Truly you're the goat man
Hope you're doing well!
Thank you, sweetheart!!
I’m so glad you like my writing!! I was super sad for such a long time as well, there’s like just scraps of Bart fics lol. I was like almost giving up on the possible of anyone writing fics for him, but then I was like “oh shit I can do it myself🧍🏽♀️”
So yeah! I’m glad other people enjoy them too😖 I love everyone’s requests, it’s what keeps me going for writing Bart! It’s because everyone puts effort into their requests that I can put love into my fics☺️
I’m doing well, just very busy these days. I miss you guys more than words can say, I’m going to try and write more when I have time!!
I LOVE YOUR BART WRITING 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 you're keeping me fed homie
AGGGH OMG THANK YOU!!!
I’m glad you guys are liking my Bart writing!! I’ll be honest and say that when I first started posting I wasn’t sure if there was anyone who actually wanted my Bart fics but it’s so cool to see people enjoying them!!
Summary: During a late night with Bart, you accidentally let out thoughts you’ve kept hidden. “Will you quit being Flash for me?” You and Bart talk about the future. Very fluffy but maybe some angst? Trust it’s fluff lol
There’s something so intimate about lying awake with Bart, sharing each other’s warmth, well after the sun has gone down.
The city is quiet for once, it seems like you two are the only ones awake, like you’re the only two in the world.
Legs tangle, a dim hazy light fills the room from a small lamp, golden eyes peer into yours.
His skin is warm against yours, soft and tender where you meet. He shines, even in the dark, like he glows with his own sunlight.
The soft whispering conversation drifts, talks about the future, two little girls running around, a home to call your own.
“Will you quit being Flash for me?”
You’re not sure why you whisper that out, why the thought you’ve been tumbling around in your head for years finally came out at a time like this.
You’re okay with Bart saving people, okay with the late nights alone, okay with pacing around the room when the news turns bad, okay with not knowing if he’ll come home.
Maybe it’s selfish, but you want him home, want him with you.
“If I’m going to be honest, I’m not sure.”
It’s quiet for a moment, only soft breaths echoing around the room.
His hand travels over, his fingers tenderly tracing over your cheekbones, you can’t help but lean into it. His eyes take you in, brows scrunching together like he’s frustrated, but at himself.
“It’s part of me, always has been. If we had kids, I’m sure it’d be part of them too. Being the Flash… it’s not just about being a hero. It’s about being me.”
His thumb soothes the skin under your eyes, legs shifting slightly like he’s trying to keep you from leaving.
“I’m not upset Bart, I knew going into this that I’d have to put up with you putting yourself into danger. I’m okay with that, I just.. I guess I just wanted to know.”
He drifts in closer, soft lips hovering over your forehead, pressing a long gentle kiss to it.
He doesn’t go far after, resting his forehead to yours, noses brushing together.
“I love you so much, more than I’ll ever be able to say. I’d travel through time to find you over and over again, in every universe I’m yours, sweet girl.”
Your heart tumbles, breath hitching. He’s always been so sweet, always so thoughtful. It’s okay to have him gone, you soothe yourself, if it makes him happy the way he makes you.
“If you tell me to quit, I’ll do it a heartbeat. You know I’d do anything for you. But.. I want to talk about it first, like really talk about it. We’d have to figure out where to go from there, about what our future looks like.”
You can’t help but imagine it, as selfish as it is, him home and happy.
You’d have two orange haired speedster girls with bright gold eyes, in a home in the country, where they can run around. He’d chase them around, you wouldn't be able to see them, but you’d be able to hear their giggles, feel the static of the speed force.
It’d be soft and warm, a cozy home. You’d tuck the kids into bed, go to your shared room and tangle with Bart in bed, just like now. You’d whisper because you don’t want to wake up the girls, not just because it’s night. In the morning they'd find their way into your room, waking you both up with jumps on the bed.
“I love you Bart, if you being the Flash is what makes you happy, then I won’t ask you to stop. I’d do anything for you too, you know that. I love every part of you, especially the speedster part.”
His hand travels to your hair, playing with the strands at the nape your neck. His eyes soften, a small smile taking over his lips.
Your own hand travels to his chest, resting right over his heart. The soft but fast thuds drum under your fingers, grounding your thoughts.
Silence washes over the room again. Even if you’re willing to put aside your selfish thoughts, you can’t help but grieve what might not happen. You want Bart happy, so you focus on his heartbeat, pushing down those thoughts further.
“Tell me what’s wrong baby, I can tell that’s not everything you’re thinking.”
Of course you can’t hide from him, he knows you more than you know yourself. It’s silent for another moment, you try to gather all your thoughts.
“I’d never ask you to quit, but I'm convinced that something will happen to you before you quit. I want us to have a future, have kids, grow old together. I can’t stop myself from thinking that being the Flash takes away from that, that it might take you away from me… I can’t help but think about Barry.”
You feel his hand tighten in your hair, the small gasp falling from his lips. Grief overtakes you both.
Barry didn’t get to live that storybook life he deserved; he left two kids and a beautiful wife. He’s a hero and a savior, Bart idolizes him, but you’re scared that his fate might be the same.
“I don’t want you to leave right when we have a life together. If you have to choose our family or the world, like he did, I know which you’d pick. I know it’s selfish, but I can’t keep from wishing you’ll quit before we settle down.”
His lips purse, his eyes close as he takes a deep breath.
“Okay. We’ll talk about it more. It’s not selfish to want a future together, I want that too.”
His voice is tense, you’re sure you’ve fucked up by saying it out loud. He’ll pull away and leave, find someone who is willing to risk that future.
Instead, he leans in and gives you a sweet kiss. It’s barely there, almost like he’s scared, but you still feel so much love through it. It’s like he’s pouring his soul out through this small kiss.
“Fuck the world, I’d burn it down for you if you asked. I don’t ever want you to think otherwise.”
Of course he’s upset because of that, because he made you feel like he’d choose anyone but you.
“I know you would baby. I just, I love you so much. I can’t help but imagine our future, a long life together. Like you said, we’ll talk more about it, figure it out as we go.”
This time, you lean in for a soft kiss. You try to pour your heart into it, tell him you love him and would do more than anything for him.
When you pull apart, you stay tangled together, still sharing warmth, sharing love.
The night is still quiet, the sun peeking over the horizon now, the light peeking through your satin curtains.
His freckles shine like stars because of the light, still glowing like always. Soft whispers being shared between you two, talks about the future, a good place to start.
When he pulls you in close after a long sleepless night, head resting on his chest so you can hear his soft heartbeat, you think about those two little girls again.
You think about a white wedding veil, his soft breaths as he sleeps next to you every night, his gentle smile developing wrinkles from years of laughing.
Nuzzling into his warmth, soft buzz seeping into your skin, you don’t have to wonder if he’ll still be here to live through it, you know he wouldn’t leave you for the world.
I miss you guys so much omg, life is just way too busy. I’m trying to get some stuff out but I had this tucked away in my notes, it’s short but good. It’s lokey one on one Bernard, Tim is just a side character atp lol
Warnings!: MDNI!, Smut, oral (m! Receiving), kissing, public sex, pet names, praise, degradation, face fucking, Bernard takes dirty photos of you, free use, crying, possessiveness
Watching Tim walk around, an air of confidence as he greets shareholders in a perfect three piece suit, gets you hotter than you’d like to admit.
From the way Bernard’s hand tightens around your waist, the prettiest blush covering his freckles, you’re sure he’s hot and bothered too.
You’ve both been ogling him from your table, he had wondered off some time ago promising to be back after a few rounds of greetings.
Bernard isn’t helping that tight feeling in your stomach either, not with the way he’s holding you against him, his cologne fogs your senses and makes you squirm.
“Hey Bern?” You lean further into him, having to look up to see his pretty green eyes. “Yeah pretty?”
The way his dim voice, already dark and warm, sounds around the compliment makes you lean in further.
“Wanna go to the bathroom? Really want to suck you off.”
The soft blush on his cheeks spreads all over, you can feel him practically shaking from the suggestion. He’s so flustered, almost like he wasn’t just eye fucking Tim from across the room.
“Wow baby, did watching Tim strut around really get you that hot and bothered? Or was it just me looking way too handsome tonight”
“Oh shut it, do you want a blowjob or not?” You love Bernard’s taunting but you need him in your mouth now.
“Fuck yeah baby, you go first and I’ll meet you in five.”
He kisses the pout of your face, five minutes is way too long. He sends you off with a soft lingering kiss to your forehead, so sweet like always, and a small tap to your hip.
It feels like an eternity before you hear three soft taps to the door. You’re on top of him as soon as you let him in, practically yanking him inside.
Your teeth clang together uncomfortably, you push yourself as close as you can, hands already trying to tug his pants off.
His hands grab your hips, pushing you back until you hit the sink. The kiss stays hungry, like he’s trying to take everything from you before you even start.
You whine when he bites your lip, pulling away slightly to look at you with dark hazel eyes. “Fuck, I need you.”
He’s pulling you back in before you can respond, turning you both around so his back is to the sink.
A small squeeze to your hips has you bending down, knees hitting the cold tile floor, sending a shiver up your spine.
Bernard stares down at you as he unbuttons his pants, slipping his pretty cock out. He looks so good from this angle, looking down at you like your all his, delicate hand holding his perfect cock to your lips.
Your manicured hand folds over his, taking him into your palm. You press small kisses along the length, feeling him twitch against you. Licking up the side, taking in the slight curve, his veins feeling good against your tongue.
You lick at his sweet slit before taking his flushed tip between your pouty lips. He’s heavy against your tongue, the familiar feeling making your stomach settle.
You breathe heavy through your nose as you take him in further, your eyes watering as you adjust to his length. You take him in inch by inch, his huge cock practically carving out its spot in your throat.
Your mind blanks when your nose finally meets soft blond curls, his tip nuzzled into the back of your throat.
“There we go baby, just like that. Taking me perfectly.”
His eyebrows are furrowed when you glance up through your eyelashes, his hips slightly bucking as he tries not to fuck into your mouth. His soft plump lips hang open with small pants.
When you swallow slightly, he lets out a deep groan, hand traveling to pull at your hair.
“Fuck sweet girl, can I fuck your mouth? You feel so good.”
You moan at the thought, slightly nodding before moving your hands to grip at the hem of your dress.
His hand tightens in your hair before he yanks you back right before pulling you forward, gaging you on his length.
He’s rough, tip abusing the back of your throat. Your thighs clench, panties already soaked from the way he’s man handling you.
His stomach dips as he moans, his head falling backwards until you can’t see it anymore. He’s beautiful, his throat shining with sweat, his slim hips fucking forward into your mouth.
“Oh fuck- so good baby. Throats squeezing around me like she wants more.” You whine around him, trying to focus on opening up for him.
Your sure you looked fucked already, eyes blank and full of tears, hair messy as Bernard pulls on it. You cant even bring yourself to care when he’s taking complete control over you, mind blissfully blank.
“Tim’s gonna wanna know where we are sweet girl. Shit- maybe I’ll send a picture so he knows just how much of a slut you are. Couldn’t even go one party without a cock in your mouth”
You can’t even argue, he’s not letting you have a break, hand still pressing you down into his pelvis. You whine again too, the thought of Tim pulling out his phone and seeing you slobbering around Bernard makes you clench around nothing.
You can hear him scrabble around for his phone, hips shaking as they move. He barely finds it in his pocket, pulling it out with shaky hands.
“Of course you’d like that baby. Here we go, look up for me, smile for the camera pretty.”
Peering up, all you see is the camera of his phone, his snarky smile taunting you behind it. You can’t even adjust as he presses your head down harder, his hips getting faster.
All you can do is look up with teary eyes as he snaps pictures of your lips wrapped around him.
“Look at you, so fucked out already. Bet you like this, being used and taken photos of. You probably want Tim to open it in front of everyone, so they all know exactly what we’re doing in here.”
He’s rambling as he sends the pics to Tim, setting his phone down again to grab your head in both hands and ramming his hips harder into your mouth.
You gag around him, trying hard to keep your teeth guarded. Your tongue laps around his length, feeling his veins twitch.
He’s leaking so much pre, it’s sweet and salty, the taste making you suck harder, wanting more of that sweet taste.
“Oh fuck I’m close baby, keep going, been so good for me.”
His hips are getting sloppy, his moans getting loud. His unfocused eyes stare into yours as he moans out praises.
You’re sucking him off wet and sloppy, the sound of his flushed tip hitting the back of your throat echo. Spit and pre mix as it drips down your chin, getting worse with every pump of your mouth.
It’s not long before warmth seeps down your throat, the sweet taste making you swallow immediately. You gag and whine, pressing your nose further against him so he doesn’t pull out.
His knees shake as he leans back on the sink, body curling in over itself to keep himself up.
“Oh fuck. Thank you. So good, looked so pretty with your lips wrapped around me. All fucking mine, my needy girl.”
You sit with him softening in your mouth, the weight easing your mind while he soothes the ache in your scalp with his fingers.
You both jump when the door clicks open, Bernard’s hand tensing and pushing you in to shield you. You almost tense before you feel him relax again.
“Fuck Tim, you scared the shit out of me.”
You relax too, mind going blank again knowing they’re both here now, body slouching into Bernard when his fingers soothe you softly.
“Not my fault you guys forgot to lock the door, be grateful it’s me and not some random.”
You feel his warmth as he steps in close, his fingers coming to curl around your jaw, pulling it up slightly to have you look at him.
“You’ve been good for Bern sweet girl? God, she looks so fucked out, what’d you do to my poor baby?”
You’re too dumb to make any kind of response, only whimpering when his thumb traces around your stretched lips.
“I didn’t do anything, she’s the one that dragged me in here and begged to deep throat me.”
You whimper when Tim’s hand travels to your scalp and pulls until Bernard’s cock slips out, only leaving a trail of spit connecting you.
“That true, sweet girl? You were too needy to wait until we got home?”
“No, I-“
You’re cut off by Tim shoving his fingers down your throat, smiling down at you as he chokes you.
He coos as you gag before completely shifting his attention to Bernard, leaning forward to kiss him.
They make out above you, the sounds of their lips meeting harshly echos, tangling with your gags as Tim shoves his fingers in further.
All you can do is stare, they kiss like they’re starving, like they’re both pressuring the other to take control. They glow in the dim dingy light, both of them having complete control over you.
When they split, they both look down at you with dark eyes, sharing a look that you know means they have a long night planned for you.
“Since you’re such a slut that you needed to drag Bernard to a dirty bathroom to suck off, surely you’d be fine with me bending you over the sink right? Need more pics of you taking me anyway.”
“Yeah baby, maybe you need the both of us putting you in your place.”
Fuck, you can’t even argue with Tim’s fingers still shoved down your throat. You’re sure that by the time they’re done, you’re not even going to be able to walk out of here.
do you know the porn/smut trope of sucking him off while he's playing so he gets distracted bcs pay attention to me </33
yeah 🤤
OHHHHHH. Yes.
On my side page, I had a small prompt that was sort of like this so I’ve been thinking about this a lot actually.
He’d be so cute, trying not to whimper and cry while your throat squeezes around him. He wouldn’t be able to look down, he’d cum as soon as he sees your dazed eyes looking up at him.
He’s try so hard to stay focused, his hands shaking over his controller, but he can’t help fucking his hips up and throwing his head back.
I also love the idea of him being on headset with Kon and Tim, having to keep quiet so he doesn’t get caught. Of course he can’t and has to shakily log off while apologizing. As soon as it’s off he’s slamming your head down and being so loud.
Omg I need. This thirst was just way too good, thanks for sending sweetheart🫶🏽🫶🏽
Hello! I found your Bart Allen writing and holy moses!! My idea isn't exactly thirsty, though, I just wanted to see what you think of a Bart x Supes!Reader, where reader is like Conner's sister?
Ooooo this is good.
Okay so I’ve definitely thought about this (but in different ways if you get what I’m putting down)
At first, Bart would be shy and nervous to talk to you. You’re Connor’s sister, he doesn’t want to ruin the relationship between him and his best friend. But you’re so beautiful and strong, you command the room your in, he can’t help but be drawn in.
It would be cute dates at first, rooftop burgers and lying in a field only he knows about. Then you’re doing everything together, speedster cat naps in the sun are my personal favorite.
Races. Like racing all the time. Running around when Bart can’t stand the buzz under his skin, laughing and flirting in super speed.
He’d be so sweet to you too, no matter if you’re stronger. He likes to take care of you, bringing your flowers, sliding on your pretty heels when you go out, kissing you sweetly when he sees you.
Yeah need him. I love writing soft cute stuff like this omg, thank you for the message🫶🏽🫶🏽
i didn't know how much i needed possessive and needy bart, but now that i have him i'm never letting him go 😋
THIS IS WAY TOO REAL
Like I’ve been on an obsessive streak on possessive Bart lol my writing screams someone who loves to be owned….
My fav I’ve written is “All Yours” and it’s just Bart being so needy and wanting to be yours. Like owned and be owned type beat. Just- need him so bad actually.
I will never get over him actually, I wished more people write for him fr. I also wish I had more Bart mutuals, need to chat with people about him.
your writing changed how i see bart (for the better, trust) — thank you for taking time out of your day to write for us, take care <3
Thank you so much sweetheart🫶🏽
Im literally blushing this is so nice, im so glad i could help you appreciate Bart just a bit more😌 I have certain thoughts about him that I just have to share lol.
Like I think he’s tall, his freckles spread all over his body (the most being on his chest), he’d be more calm then people think but he’d still be chaotic in his own way, and he’s actually very smart. It’s all just small thing that make me love him more and I love sharing it with you guys.
Thank you so much for sending this message, I just love people telling me I introduced them to another side of Bart😚
I got so many ideas because do think he would be the type to be possessive but not admit it
Honestly that man would be sooo possessive.
In my fics I love writing him as possessive lol, that last one specifically was crazy. But in my mind, he would get jealous quick.
Let’s imagine your at a party and get split up, if he sees you chatting it up with a guy he’s going to immediately come over.
He’ll put a hand around your waist, pull you in close, and just act all innocent like he isn’t giving the guy a death glare when you aren’t looking. He’ll definitely make a comment too, “oh hey baby, I’ve been looking for you, couldn’t leave my pretty girl alone for too long”
And in my mind he wouldn’t be secretive about it, he’d whine and complain later. He’d pull you into bed and fuck you until you were screaming him name, too fucked out to even think about anyone else.
Ofc I love the idea of him marking you up too, showing people you’re taken. It’s all small things, but they make you feel wanted and safe.
A necklace with his initial, a promise ring he had custom made, his hoodie over your shoulders, hickies littering your throat.
Yeah he’d be possessive and jealous, you’re his. I’d also think that he’d be possessive because he lost everyone once, he’s going to keep you for as long as he can. (Thats a whole different post though cause I can talk forever about this man)
I just wanted to give a small reminder that my requests are currently closed! I accept thirsts and messages and stuff, but I am currently not taking any requests for fics/oneshots!!
I’ve been getting sent a couple, this week I’ve had about six so I just wanted to give this reminder!! There are a couple I’m keeping, mostly my Bart requests, but please check my pinned post to see if my requests are open before sending one in!!
Thank you to everyone who sent one in though, again I love you’re ideas and now I have more Bart ideas so it all ended well😌😌
omg i just need to say that i really love the way that u write !! i started following u for the tim fics (there is such a lack of tim content on this site !!!!) and u introduced me to bart and i must say i understand that now...
but really i just wanted to jump into ur ask box to say that i love ur writing!! hope u have a good day :))
Omg thank you so much!! This is just the sweetest thing ever, I’m blushingggg🤭
I get so excited when people tell me that I introduced them to Bart, it’s literally the best thing to me. Like I’m spreading the Bart message every single second I can!! I need more Bart content like I’ll be scrolling the “x reader” and all I see is my posts and I’m like oh🧍🏽♀️.
I lovveee Bart but I also am obsessed with Tim!! I’m so glad you like my interpretation of Tim, honestly I love him but im never quite sure if he’s in character. I totally agree that there aren’t enough Tim fics, like I need to read more of him!
Thank you again for such sweet words this def made my week! My beautiful mootie giving me inspiration to keep writing my requests✨✨ btw your Tim fic absence of faith is delicious😛
The prompt was just way too gooodddd like god I need him fr. I’m so glad you liked it!!! Sorry it took so long to come out lol I’ve def been crazy busy recently.
Honestly when I was writing the fic the only thing that took me the longest was the beginning, the smut part was written about two weeks ago lol.
I hope when I open my requests again you should send one in cause the request was scrumptious! I need people to flood my requests with Bart because rn my requests have two Bart and the rest is other people😖
could i request a bart x reader where the reader is a green lantern and the two of them are seeing each other for the first time in a while bc reader was off-world doing green lantern stuff and bart’s all over them and like “fuck i missed you so much i need to make you cum for every time i couldn’t while you were gone.”
please and thanks!
We're Not Done !
Yeah, I got carried away with this, this is the hottest thing I’ve ever written omg. The request was just way too good, send Bart thirsts please I miss him.
Warnings!: MDNI!!, Smut, p. in v., fingering, praise, degradation, free use, overstimulation, making out, kissing, pet names, possessiveness, breeding kink, marathon sex, begging, hickies/bruises, crying, mentions of pregnancy (in the hot way)
You miss Bart more than you could put into words.
When you had been asked to help with a rescue from a neighboring sector, you didn’t think it would take more than a few days. Bart had sent you off, you promised you’d be back within the week.
It’s been three months since.
After the first week you found a way to contact him, although it was hardly private. The shared communicator was always in use.
You only got to talk to Bart once a week at best, even then the call would only last 10 minutes.
You yearned for his touch, his warm skin against yours, the way he’d look at you, you even miss the soft morning kiss he’d give you every day.
Most of all, you missed the way he fucked you. The way he knew everything about your body, the way his pretty cock filled you so perfectly.
You’re horny and frustrated. You can’t even do anything over the phone, it’s taken away before you can even think about it. But fuck, you need him like you need to breathe.
You’d tried to get off yourself, fingers shoved up your pretty pussy, but it was never enough. It’s not his fingers, they don’t curl the right way, don’t press deep into that spot that makes you see stars
You had gotten the okay to go home a week ago, you had called Bart to tell him the good news. Finally, you’d be able to see him after what felt like an eternity.
When you had gotten home, exhausted and utterly needy, you only got one step in before you were pushed harshly against the door.
It knocked the breath out of you, startling you more than you’d like to admit. Golden eyes stare into you, already dim and wanting.
Strong hands hold your hips to the door, keeping you in place. He’s so close, you can smell his familiar cologne, feel the warmth radiating off his skin.
“Fuck I missed you.”
That’s all you hear before he’s pulling you into the deepest kiss. It’s soft and hungry, it’s everything you’ve wanted for the past three months.
Your hands find their way into his tangled hair, pulling him closer. He groans when he feels you tug at the short strands.
His tongue rolls over yours, his hands grab you tighter, making you yearn for more.
You whine and push yourself as close as possible. He pushes you harder against the door, tapping your hips before pulling you up.
Your legs wrap around his slender waist, arms coming around his neck to keep your lips on his.
His strong hands grip your ass, grinding you against him. “Oh fuck, need you. Let me fuck you sweet girl?”
“Please.” That’s all you could whimper out before your leaning back in, desperate for him.
Air presses against your back before you’re slammed against the bedroom wall, knocking the air out of you. It’s disorientating, with how quick he was, but you can’t even care when he’s kissing you the way he is.
“Fuck can’t make it to the bed, just- sit up for me baby. Yeah, just like that.”
When you push yourself straight against the wall, you feel yourself falling for a second. Suddenly, you’re naked, and in Barts arms again, like he never left.
His eyes take you in, dark and dim. They’re dilated and blown wide, moving quickly like he’s taking in every single inch of you.
He props you up on one arm, the other finding its way to your cunt. A warm finger slips inside, quick like always.
It’s familiar, but you’ve been yearning for this for months. It’s everything you wanted, immediately making you moan and squirm in his hold.
“Look at you, so pretty. Shit, I missed you so much. Fucked my fist every night just wishing you were here.”
He has his forehead against your temple, talking into your ear, keeping you so close.
“Bart, please. Faster, I can take it. I just want you, right now, please.”
He hums and gives you a sweet kiss before pushing another finger in. Scissoring them quickly, focusing on stretching you out, his wrist moves fast.
It feels so good, he reaches deep, rubbing against your sensitive walls. His speed always feels good, like you’re closer to him, like you feel the buzz under his skin.
When his fingers slide out, you can’t help but whine. He shushes you with soft praises, pumping his pretty cock, before pushing in slowly.
“God, knew this pretty pussy missed me. She’s sucking me in.”
The stretch burns, he's just so big, your cunt feels like it’s being split in half. You can feel his veins rubbing against your walls, cock pushing so deep inside.
You whine from the stretch, eyes rolling back. His fingers find your clit, rubbing deliciously small circles over the bud, easing himself deeper.
“There we go, open up for me baby.” His forehead rests against your temple, giving you small pecs while whispering sweet nothings.
Your breath gets pushed out of you when he bottoms out. His tip is practically in your throat, walls clenching uncontrollably around him.
Your head tips back when he grabs your thighs and brings them up over his shoulders. He’s bending you in ways you didn’t even know were possible, folding you in half, body tensing and straining against the small cramping.
His lips find your throat as he snaps his hips into you. He’s biting the smooth skin at your throat, leaving pretty bruises for everyone to see.
He’s going fast and hard, not letting you adjust to his size, pounding into you. He’s feral, gasping and moaning, telling you how much he’s missed being inside you.
He’s practically in your cervix, the angle he’s pulled you into has him slipping impossibly deep. Your clit runs against his abs, making you sob.
“Bart, fuck slow down, I-"
You can't talk, can’t think, he’s tapping into his speed. He’s fucking you so fast you can’t catch your breath, choking you on his cock.
“I can’t, fuck I’m sorry. Need you, God, won’t ever stop. Need to fill you up, need to keep you full. You feel so fucking good around me, so warm, so tight”
He’s whining, babbling into your neck, hips moving uncontrollably. You’re not listening, all his words going right through you, you can only focus on how his tip is bullying your sweet spot.
Your legs try to close in his hold, struggling to keep up with him. You shake, trembling against him, pussy dripping all over his dick.
Your vision whites, legs locking uncomfortably, mind going beautifully numb. You try to gasp for air, your stomach feeling weird and hot.
You squirt against his stomach, practically sobbing into your orgasm. Your pretty head is too blank to think, let alone feel embarrassed.
“Yeahhh, there she is. Fuck, I need you to do that again. Never seen this pretty pussy drip so much.”
Before you can catch your breath, your suddenly face first into the bed, hips getting pulled up harshly.
Your disorientated again, you never get used to him throwing you around in super speed. The buzz of the force still under your skin, you turn your head to look back at Bart.
He’s pushing inside again, his stomach glistening in your slick. He’s still so deep, his hands pulling your hips up at the perfect angle to have him pushing against that sensitive spot again.
He’s slamming into you like he never stopped, just as fast and harsh. One of his hands comes to shove your head down again, holding you down.
“Stay still, fuck- be a good slut for me. Just take it. All mine, never gonna let you leave again. Keep you on my cock, you’d like that wouldn’t you.”
It’s like he doesn’t even care if you get off, he’s just fucking his hips into you at a speed that makes you lose track of time. Your brain can only focus on how good his cock feels inside, warm and curving in a perfect way.
It feels like hours, an eternity, that he’s been fucking you. You’ve cum again, you think, he’s cum too. It’s hard to tell now, your body pleasurably numb, tingling and hot.
Your stomach cramps from just how much he’s cum, he's shoving it back in, angling your hips higher to keep it all inside.
His leg is raised up against your hip, letting him push in deeper. It’s too much, the pleasure has taken over all your senses.
One of your hands swings back, shaking and uncoordinated. You try to slap at his hips, sobbing into the sheets, trying to push him away.
He grabs your wrist tightly, pushing it against your back, hips still bullying into you.
“No, we’re not fucking done yet.”
Him pinning you in place has you clenching tighter, begging for him to stop, pleading with him to keep going.
The way his balls slap against clit, cock nuzzled into your womb, cum seeping deeper inside with every push, has you creaming around him again.
He fucks you right through it, moaning harder at the way you’re squeezing him, praising you for being so good.
You try to claw at the sheets, pulling your hips forward to pull away slightly, but he drags you back into him. His hands grab your hips hard enough to bruise, keeping your hips slamming back into his.
“Don’t run away from me. I’m going to make you cum for every time I fucking couldn’t while you were gone. Fuck- gonna keep you full until morning.”
Your body goes beautifully slack, just letting him do whatever he wants, drooling into the sheets. He’s still fucking you like he’ll never get tired, his speedster stamina letting him go for hours.
“I’m going to keep you on my cock for days baby, won’t let you go. Gonna make this pussy only want me, remember me forever.”
His hand trails down your spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of your neck.
He pulls, tugging you back until your ear is right neck to his lips, pushing your back into a mean arch.
“Gonna keep you on my cock until you pass out, filling you up till you’re pregnant. Maybe that’ll keep you from leaving.”
Wrote this up in 15, it’s very self serving. Hope y’all like, feel free to thirst over Tim with me (he’s an obsession of mine recently)
Warnings!: MDNI!!, Smut, p. in v., kissing, pet names, breeding kink, car sex, mentions of oral (fem! receiving), possessiveness, marathon sex, overstimulation, praise, begging, big dick! Tim
“Fuck Tim, Holy Shit.”
The windows of the car are fogged, it’s too warm. Your skin feels hot, you’re flushed and sweaty.
Your thighs stick to Tim’s, you can’t tell if it’s sweat or the mix of your shared cum. You’ve been here for what feels like hours, fucking in the backseat of his car.
He pushed you in the back earlier, ate you out like he was starving. After you were shaking, writhing on his tongue, he made you ride him.
One round turned into two, and two turned into four. “You can take more right? Fuck, it’s okay, gonna cum inside. Don’t want to make a mess right?”
He kept pounding into you, whispering sweet nothings into your neck, kissing you sweetly like his huge cock wasn’t bullying its way into your womb.
Even after hours of fucking, the stretch is intense, each position he pulls you into makes him reach places you didn’t know was possible.
“Tim, please. Can’t- shit, I can’t.”
You beg him for a break, voice breaking, whines and moans interrupting every word. You can’t breathe, not when he’s got your face shoved into his throat, not when there's not enough air in the world to replace everything he’s taking from you.
You clench around him, squeezing him every time he pulls all the way out, just to slam back in again.
It’s like your cunt never wants him to leave. You’ll never be satisfied with anyone else again, not when he’s splitting you in half like this.
Tim groans, it’s guttural, like he can’t stop himself. He just holds you tighter against him, hips getting faster. He ignores your begging, just whispering about how good you’ve been for him so far.
There’s not an inch between you, Tim’s made sure of that. He’s put you in every position he could think of. On top, from the side, back shots, everything to get even an inch deeper.
Now he’s got you lying on him, while he’s on his back. One hand holds your head down into his throat, just so he can talk sweet to you. The other holds your wrists to your back, keeping you in place while his hips fuck up into you.
“Holy shit baby, pretty pussy squeezing me so tight. Fuck, it’s like she wants me to cum inside again. Is that what you want baby? Hmm?”
You can’t answer, not now, not when he’s made you squirt all over his lap over and over. You’ve probably ruined his leather seats. Before Tim, you didn’t even know you could squirt.
You’ve can't even think, he fucked the thoughts out of your pretty head two rounds ago.
He won’t even let you fuck down onto him, won’t let you rub your swollen clit onto his abs. He’s holding you down completely, making you take it.
“Yeahhh, you would like that, can feel it in the way you’re milking me. I’ll fill you up, don’t worry baby.”
He’s babbling, not even mentioning that he’s already got you completely full. He’s cum inside too many times to count, you’re already leaking out around him, stomach slightly cramping from the way he’s trying to push it all back in.
The sound of his balls slapping against you, thighs forcefully meeting his, is disgusting. It’s wet and obscene, the plap! plap! plap! sound echoing in your ears.
It’s so loud you’re sure people can hear, but in Gotham you’re sure people have heard worse in the dead of night.
“Shit, gonna cum. Fuck- cum with me baby, please?”
He’s whining now, his moans going up in pitch. He’s no doubt feeling the overstimulation, his pretty cock is already leaking inside.
His tip presses so deeply into you, pressing all the right spots. With his begging and the sweetest whines, your vision goes white.
You tense and shake against him, pushing your head deeper into his throat to cover up how loud you’re moaning. You squeeze around him, feeling warmth spread in your tummy.
“God- thank you baby. Thank you, feels so good, gonna keep you full. Never gonna pull out.”
You’re not sure if he even knew he's what he’s saying, but knowing Tim, he's probably plotting ways to keep himself inside for as long as possible.
From the way he’s twitching against your walls, thick cock fattening up again, you’re sure he’s already thought of it.
He pulls your chin up, gently caressing your face like he didn’t just spend hours cumming inside.
He has a boyish grin, it’s soft and warm, but with a hint of mischief. When he pulls you in for a kiss, it’s gentle and dreamy.
He’s studied every bit of you, knows how to kiss you in a way that makes you want more, has you coming back time and time again.
He smiles against your lips, soft and quiet giggles being shared between you. When he pulls away, he looks at you like you’ve hung the stars for him, like you’re his.
He doesn’t pull too far away, his lips are still touching yours, his nose bumping against yours. He talks in between sweet pecks.
“Mmmm, thank you baby, you were so good for me. Felt so good. Gonna keep you full now, okay?”
He doesn’t even let you respond, just kisses you breathless again.
“Gonna keep me warm baby? Or do you want more? Hmm? Is that what you want?”
He’s already rolling his hips up again. Fuck, he’s so insatiable. But, with the way he’s hitting your cervix, hands already keeping your hips steady, soft lips tangling with yours, you’re not sure you can say no.
Fuck, Tim always gets what he wants. He knows exactly how to get you to agree. After all, you are his.
The response for this fic has been INSANE. Thanks to everyone who messaged me and sent me such sweet words🫶🏽🫶🏽 I def thought this one was just going to flop but it quickly became a fav for some of yall😛😛
You can message me, send thirsts, all the above!! I fucked up and made my ‘main blog’ on a side blog, which means if I followed someone they wouldn’t know it was me😖
I wanted to make mutuals in peace so now we have this account!! Don’t be afraid to chat with me, my requests are open on this account😛 (for thirsts not fics!)
