me and my stupid superhero boyfriend (mutually)
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me and my stupid superhero boyfriend (mutually)
dude is it just me or is there not enough superbat and narusasu pride art??
Well they do
Been feeding baby goats that a mama rejected, and having Jonathan and Martha Kent thoughts.
Jon and Martha find the Kryptonian ship in their corn field, but when they open it the baby is not well. He’s traveled light years, and even at the fastest speeds, it was days or even weeks. What fluid was sustaining him has been gone for some time.
They work a farm. They know what a sick baby looks like.
They take the baby inside anyway. It’s far too late for anything to be open, so they break out the milk replacer for the livestock. The bottle they find has had a goat kid sucking on it, but they wash it good, because what other choice do they have?
The baby doesn’t take to the bottle well. He barely eats.
They both know a lack of appetite is a death knell.
“I can’t watch a baby die,” Martha says. She’s done it before. She and Jon struggled to have kids. The closest they got — well. It’s a hard memory for them both.
“I know, love.” Jon’s a good old country boy. He grew up being told it’s a man’s job to take the burden. He’ll take it now. “Go to bed. I’ll stay with him.”
Sure, they both know Martha won’t sleep, but at least she won’t have to see.
Jon takes the wee babe out onto the porch. He tries to poke more milk down him. Rubs his chest, bounces him, pushes the bottle past his lips, every damn thing he can do. The hours are long and hard, but he would never forgive himself if he didn’t try.
The baby continues to fade.
The eastern sky starts to lighten.
“I’m sorry, little fellow,” Jonathan whispers. It’s not long now. He can feel it in his bones. He’s held plenty of animals as they died. He’s waiting for that long last exhale. “Sorry you came all this way and this is your welcome. Can’t even enjoy the sunrise.”
He told himself he wouldn’t cry until the boy was gone. Wasn’t fair, that his last moments would be a man crying instead of comforting him, but Jon does his best to do both at the same time. He cradles the poor little thing even as his shoulders shake.
The sun breaks over the horizon, and light floods the porch. Jon closes his eyes against it and his tears.
It’s a hiccup that is the first sign something changed. Then the wiggling.
Jon nearly drops the baby in shock.
When he looks down, the little boy sure hasn’t died. He’s got this rosy little glow to his cheeks and his eyes are bright. He’s throwing those little hands around like he’s trying to figure out how they work, but he seems to be trying to reach for the sun.
Jon just stares at him until the baby gets frustrated enough with his clumsy limbs that he opens his mouth to tell the world about it.
The baby’s cry is so powerful Jon falls right out of his rocker. It’s a miracle he doesn’t launch the poor thing.
Only thing he can think to do with a screaming baby that’s about to take his eardrums out is shove that bottle right in that open mouth.
The little boy shuts right up and clings to the bottle for dear life as he drinks with a fury.
When Martha comes stumbling out wild-eyed in her jammies, Jon’s sitting on the porch with a grin as bright as the dawn despite the fact his ears are still ringing.
“Turns out he has a good set of lungs.”
krypto is a pit. to me. the kind that loves to cuddle by absolutely crushing you <3
anyway the thing about fanfic is that it's not essentially bad or good; it's essentially amateur. some people are absolutely out there writing award-worthy prose (some fic writers ARE award-winning writers IRL!), but that's not the point. the point is that we're all telling campfire stories. it's a community, and it's a way to spend some more time in the worlds and stories that we love.
Poor Bruce— but honestly he likes being able to carry Clark
the puppy takes advantage of this by literally jumping onto him of course
Something about the sun and moon or night and day or whatever
peak dynamic duo dynamic
goes both ways
he's like a kitten to me
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happy pride mothafuckers 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🌈🌈🦇🦇☀️☀️
i have a big boner for sasuke feeling secure with naruto. he doesn't even realize when it happens. one day he has a break down over something or the other, one of those days when everything comes crashing down over something miniscule, and instead of hiding and licking his wounds in isolation, he lets naruto hold him, comfort him - see him. with his puffy eyes, runny nose, tears streaming down his face. maybe he even crawls into narutos lap. just a big fan of sasuke letting naruto in and seeking comfort
I also have big boner for big emotions Sasuke 😔 he’s finally in a space where he doesn’t need to hide or cover his emotions up, he’s surrounded by people who understand just how hard his life was and is, and Naruto is there to help him with it without a question or doubt. It shocks the both of them when Sasuke comes crawling to Naruto, willingly placing himself in his arms and hugging him. Naruto hugs him back without hesitation, not questioning it for both fear of spooking him off and happiness that Sasuke has done this all by himself.
They sit there and Sasuke sniffles, maybe even sobs into Naruto’s neck, all while Naruto holds him and rubs his back and kisses his hair. Sasuke is a fucking mess by the end, he’s all snotty and his eyes are red, he’s cried himself into having a headache, his voice is wobbly and he mumbles, “I ruined your shirt.” And Naruto smiles and kisses him on the forehead and wipes his tears away and says, “That’s ok. Feel better now?”
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fighting inner demons
clocking in for another double shift at the yaoi factory, warmup sketches and stretches with Narutoooo
In Naruto & Sasuke's living room, Naruto is on the floor doing stretches keeping his body flexible, lean and in shape. Sasuke sits on the couch watching Naruto. Naruto's got both hands on the floor, back and head leaning down, one leg up in the air as straight as possible and the other leg firmly planted to keep him grounded. Sasuke really like watching Naruto stretch. Naruto's leg comes down and he adjusts his positioning. He sits on his bottom turned to face Sasuke, flashes him a toothy grin, Sasuke's heart does a little leap at the sight. Naruto sat flat, brings his right knee up to his chest to hold and turn his torso. Sixty seconds and he does the same with his other leg.
"Enjoying the view?" Naruto teases Sasuke.
"Not even remotely usuratonkachi." Sasuke shifts, he crosses his legs, but Naruto got a good look at something before Sasuke hid it.
"Mmm, something tells me you're lying..."
Sasuke looks away, his cheeks growing red. He brings his right hand in the shape of a fist to rest under his cheek partially obscuring the lower half of his face, elbow resting on the knee that rests on top of his other knee. Naruto abandons his stretches to crawl over to Sasuke.
"I noticed something, here..." he puts his hands on Sasuke's knee.
"What do you think you're doing usuratonkachi?!" Sasuke flustered.
"I thought I saw something funny in between your legs." Naruto grins.
"Nothing funny about my body."
"The let me see." His bright blue eyes staring right into Sasuke's dark nervous eyes egging him on. Sasuke uncrosses his body, revealing what he was trying to conceal.
Naruto's eyes meet in the middle of Sasuke's legs. "I knew it. You really like watching me stretch."
Sasuke is so flustered and embarassed, he can't come up with anything to say. Naruto starts running his hands gently up and down Sasuke's thighs. Sasuke closes his eyes.
"How does this feel?" Naruto trying to get a reaction out of him.
"G - good." Sasuke responds dazedly.
Naruto gets up from the floor and sits next to Sasuke on the couch.
"What about when I touch you here?" He puts his hands on Sasuke's waist and pulls him closer. Sasuke's cheeks redden deeper and he nods. "Or kiss you here?" Naruto kisses him on his neck.
"Mmhmm."
Naruto looks down to see the effect he is having on Sasuke, "you're even bigger now." he says bemused. "Can I feel?" Sasuke shyly nods.
Naruto moves his hand over and he hovers, looking back up at Sasuke to take delight in his expression, then palms him gently. A small noise escapes Sasuke, Naruto smirking in response, happy to take this as a sign to keep going. "You feel really warm, even through your clothes. Can I undo your pants?" Sasuke stares at Naruto dead in his eyes and nods again. Naruto breaks the gaze to looks down at Sasuke's middle once again, unzips the pants and pushes it down and out of the way to create more access. Now it's just a thin layer of underwear between Naruto's hand and Sasuke's body. A moment holding it's breath before Naruto peels back the fabric the same way he did the pants. The reveal slings up and hits Sasuke's abdomen, long and enticing. Naruto places a single finger on the tip and rolls smally. A slight action that really stirs Sasuke. He throws his head back and his chest falls heavily, this encourages Naruto to keep going. Consistently rolling while Sasuke's breath deepens, Naruto lays his head to rest at the top of Sasuke's diaphragm. Sasuke looks down and all he see is yellow hair. Naruto's finger leaves Sasuke's sensitive tip, "Sasuke, you're leaking." He looks up to meet eyes that are already on him, Sasuke'e eyes soft and glazed, Naruto's eyes meddling and playful. He plays with the sticky substance on his fingers, this embarrasses Sasuke. He brings his focus back down to Sasuke's body, he drops his head a little lower, Sasuke feeling Naruto slide down his diaphragm, and feels a little lick, then a kiss. A barely audible groan escapes Sasuke, Naruto kisses gently again. Another lick. "You taste good." Naruto purrs. He swirls his tongue exclusively at the top around & around & around.
"Ah..." sharp inhales, Sasuke twitches slightly. "Naru...to..."
Naruto's mouth stops, and he looks back up, "Yes Sasuke?" teasing him. Their eyes meet again but Sasuke doesn't say anything. Naruto comes up to kiss Sasuke on his lips, soft and gentle at first. Sasuke completely melts. Naruto introduces his tongue, the room fills with noises of lulled wet kisses.
Naruto pulls back, "do you like the way you taste on me?" Ssauke nods shyly. "Hn, I thought so." Naruto grins mischievously. He leans into Sasuke's neck to give him kisses, making Sasuke moan so slightly.
"I love.." kiss "seeing" kiss "this side" kiss "of you" kiss "unable to hold back, even when you try" wet kiss "you're always a quiet guy, but..." wet kiss "like this, you're speechless." Naruto sucks on his neck. "You're all mine." Naruto goes in for a kiss on Sasuke's mouth, a kiss that conveys unyielding affection, an undying devotion and a possessiveness he's never been to good at holding back from.
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