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< Morning? No. >

Tim Drake x gn!citizen!reader x Kon-El

You wake up to arms wrapped around your right side, Tim's face nuzzled into the side of your neck, his breath damp, warm and familiar against your skin. Another body lies on your left, a warm hand had snuck under your shirt to rest on your belly.

Kon. He's unapologetically taking up almost half of the bed on his own, one of his legs hooked around yours, a hand under your shirt and the back of his other hand pressed against Tim's cheek.

Tim had gotten home at 5am after patrol, smelling like your body wash and Kon's shampoo, you had woken up from it but he shushed you and climbed into bed with an exhausted sigh, rubbing his face into your shirt like you'd disappear if he didn't do that.

Kon had already been here in bed, he came over because he missed you and Tim. He had scared you half to death when he popped through a window and greeted you by picking you up from behind like he isn’t completely silent when he floats around instead of walking normally.

He had snuck out of Metropolis to come to Gotham, Bruce won’t be very happy when he finds out Kon came over without his knowledge, again.

You attempt to shuffle away from the sandwich the two had formed to trap you in bed and both boys let out their own groans as they stir awake and sleepily complain, voices deep and laced with sleep.

Kon wraps his arm around you and pulls you back down gently, not letting you get out of bed and Tim snuggles closer, pulling himself to lay on top of you and trapping you there with his weight, too heavy for you to move him off you.

You sigh in defeat, sinking back into bed and both boys let out a sigh of relief, relaxing once more. Kon plants a kiss on your neck and Tim clumsily kisses your forehead.

You can sleep in for today, have a lazy day maybe when they get up. Watch the TV all day, order take out if no one wants to cook. Maybe you’ll take a bath together when you wake up, if you manage to fit in your bathtub properly.

You close your eyes, listening to the soft breaths on either side of you, lulling you into a comfortable sleep once more. Safe, warm, comfortable.

Then Kon lets out a snore and Tim huffs into your face, you can’t help but let out a laugh which in turn wakes up Kon again.

You love them more than you can describe in words.

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< Sleep! >

Kon-El x gn!reader

You and Kon sit on the couch together, his head rests on your belly and his arms wrapped around you comfortably. He’s just in his boxers, ready to go to sleep but you have other plans.

Your gaze is locked on the television, your attention on the scenes playing in front of you. It’s far too interesting to turn the television off and go to sleep when you can sit here for just a bit longer. Just a few more minutes.

“Babe, it’s been an hour, let’s go to bed,” Kon mumbles, rubbing his face into your shirt and sighing. You tell him to wait just a few more minutes.

Kon looks up at you with a displeased expression, you don’t notice. He huffs through his nose and kisses his teeth before pulling his arms from under you to steady himself on the couch as he moves up to start kissing your neck.

Pressing his lips on your pulse point, your throat, your collarbones. One of his hands moves to slip under your shirt, gently rubbing his hand up and down your side. You let out a small whine at the ticklish feeling, he’s distracting you.

“Baby. Bed.”

Kon hovers directly over your face, blocking your view of the television and leaning down to kiss your lips. You grumble but kiss back and he leans, careful not press all his weight down on you.

He grabs the remote and turns the television off, “You can continue tomorrow. I want to go to bed with you and you need to sleep, hot stuff,” he mumbles against your lips.

He pulls away and you make it clear you’re unhappy with the interruption but he grins and gets off you only to scoop your form up in his muscular arms. He does a little spin with you in his arms, you can’t help but feel a little less annoyed at him.

“There’s my sweet babe,” he loudly smooches your cheek and smiles against your skin. He walks to your shared bedroom, changing how he holds so now he’s holding you with one hand as he pulls the blanket up to place you down. He slips under the covers with you.

He wraps his arms around you from behind, breathing out comfortably now that he’s finally in bed. Most importantly, he’s finally in bed with you.

His chest is warm against your back, even through your shirt you can feel the warmth of his body. It’s amazing during cold days, Kon gets a nice cuddle out of it too. You’re never freezing when he’s around, his arms never feel empty when you’re around, everyone is happy.

“I love you,” Kon whispers in your ear, grinning ear to ear when you repeat his words back to him. No matter how many times he hears you say that you love him, he still feels like he’s back on the rooftop, asking you out on a date for the very first time and anxiously waiting for your answer.

The two of you share a final kiss for the day and cosy up in the bed.

Falling asleep has never been easier when you two are sleeping together.

[alexfoundnot]

Can I ask for a TimKon x reader request do you accept requests like that if so can you do like how would the boys react to you wearing like say Tim his sweater and Kon with his seriously AWESOME 😎 shades and that there like in a established relationship as a trio like I mean three is SOOOOOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN 2

If you don’t wanna accept it that’s on I’m just curious is all 👀

P.s your writing IS AWESOME 🤩

A/N: oh abso-fucking-lutely, I’m feral for TimKon you don’t even understand. And thank youu I’m glad my writing is enjoyed by people 😚 also yes I imagine Kon as a massive ass lover

< Thief >

Tim Drake x gn!reader x Kon-El

Warnings include: Poly relationship, suggestive(?), some spanking, set fashion sense for reader, mainly fluff

Sometimes it gets boring at home, when both of your lovers are out and about doing their duties you’re left you dawdle around your home. Watch something you like, cook something to eat, maybe if you’re in the mood that day you clean a bit and do the laundry. Today was a particularly boring day, very boring.

You had quite literally nothing to do, no shows seemed interesting, food was on the stove, no cleaning to do, laundry baskets empty and all clothes sorted. Your phone was boring you, nothing was interesting enough to you.

So you lay in bed, lazying around for until you could be bothered to do… something. Usually, on days like this, Tim and Conner would snuggle up to you and all three of you would have a nice cuddle session either in bed or on the couch and you could take a small nap in the comforting presence of your lovers. Today they were off fighting a moron trying to create a monster or something, a moron keeping your boyfriends from you.

You glance up from your phone and see Tim’s sweater peeking out of the wardrobe. A red sweater a purposefully a size too big on him that he usually wore with a white button up shirt underneath. Then you saw Conner’s round glasses folded and sat on the bedside, it was his new pair you had gotten him.

You pull yourself out of the king-sized bed, yes, king-size bed. All three of you have to fit together somehow with how Conner hogs the bed each night. You pull open the wardrobe, taking out Tim's sweater. Paired with Conner's sunglasses, a nice pair of trousers and Kon's boots- you could totally style it.

Now, here you stood in front of the mirror and phone in hand as you snapped pictures of your outfit to show off your your boyfriends when they came home. You look amazing, the outfit went perfectly on your body, the colours complimented your skin. The different coloured laces on Kon’s boots had a nice bit of uniques, somehow it fit with everything else.

The front door opens and the voices of your boyfriends ring out. Fussing about the fight and the man behind it who made the fight far more anticlimactic than he made it out to be.

Perfect time to show your outfit.

Tim immediately enters to the bathroom and you could hear clothes hit the floor and a sigh of relief. Kon enters the bedroom and freezes for a second, still in his superboy suit with his iconic leather jacket. His tan hand pulls his round glasses down, tilting his head forward to look at you.

“What cute babe am I seeing here?” Kon bites his lip, pushing his sunglasses back up his nose bridge as he checks you out head to toe with a whistle, walking over to give your ass a few gentle pats and a kiss to the temple.

“You got my sense of style, baby, don’t you?” he looks at you in the mirror and shifts to stand behind you. Flexing both arms and stroking a pose to show off his strength, to marvel you and himself. You can’t help but laugh at his display, you loved it. You loved him.

Tim comes into the room just in his boxers, he had forgotten to bring clothes to change into, he’d rather not wonder around naked again, not after last time. He looks you up and down with a appreciative gaze, he nods his head approvingly and walks towards the two of you, slipping his hand under your his sweater to hold your side and rub his thumb against your skin, “You look amazing,” he greets you with a soft kiss to the lips.

“Hey wonder, you gotta let us dress you up!” Kon hooks his arm around Tim’s waist and lifts his feet off the ground a little, Tim made a surprised grunt that he was pulled away from his kiss with you. Kon smacks his lips into Tim’s who groans into the kiss, both in annoyance and appreciation.

“I need to shower, I’m all sweaty and dirty,” Tim pulls away from the kiss to escape Kon but fails, miserably. The kryptonian’s grip was something impossible to escape if he didn’t want to let go. Kon laughs and gently grabs your chin to kiss you too, not wanting to leave you out.

“Fine fine. But let’s all bathe together? I want to see you two modelling after,” he sets Tim down, pulling the band of his boxers before letting go to make it snap against his hip. Tim smacks Kon’s arm who simply turns Tim around and smacks his ass hard enough to make him stumble forward.

“Can’t leave you out, can I?” Kon grins down at you, you laugh as you attempt to escape but Kon is too quick. He grabs your hips and hooks his arm around the left side of you and lifts you up so you hang on his arm as he hugs you to his torso. He gives your ass a spank before rubbing the spot he hit, he let you go with a kiss to your lips.

“Pick out the movie you want to watch, baby, we’ll watch it together, love you.”

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< Haha! >

Kon-El x gn!reader

“You think you can out run me, babe?” Kon grins, jumping up a little to trick you into thinking he was about to climb over the table to get you.

What had started out as making breakfast and Kon helping you cook turned into him chasing you round the dinner table.

Of course he can just use his super speed and get you but what’s the fun in that?

It started with you pinching his side when he bumped hips with you, getting into your space and stopping you from comfortably using the pan, in retaliation he smacked your butt. You did the same, he attempted to retaliate a second time but you turned off the heat on the stove and ran away from him.

Diving behind the table to hide from his hands he went after you, then you rounded the table to escape him and he followed.

Now you two kept going to chasing to running to chasing again, constantly switching from Kon chasing you to you chasing Kon.

You’re out of breath, you’ve been doing this for quite a while now. The pan has cooled down to be just warm now and the bacon on Kon’s plate that was steaming has gone cold now.

The toast in the toaster has long popped out and sits forgotten, no butter knife lathering it and certainly not being put on any plate.

“Gotcha!” Kon whoops as he crawls under the table, bumping it and moving it to the side by accident as he finally grabs you by your hips and kisses your temple repeatedly.

You laugh in his arms and relax against his chest, the smell of his cologne envelops your nose as you rest your head under his chin.

He starts to slowly sway side to side, swaying you alongside him in his arms. It’s not uncommon for you to start your mornings this way, not since you’ve started dating Kon.

“This is revenge,” he lowers his head and whispers in your ear, you don’t have a chance to question his words before he’s tickling your sides.

You scream out a laugh and he laughs alongside your torture, you thrash and wriggle in his arms, but not for long.

He lets go and hugs you close, giving your hips a comforting rub.

He looks at the forgotten food, “I’m starving, let’s go back to the food yeah? Then I can move onto to the snack,” he winks at you before kissing your lips.

Dessert after breakfast it is.

A/N: Starting off strong with Kon! I’ve been gone a while and I apologise but I’ve been hella busy and due to busy I had horrible writers block and I didn’t want to give the writing equivalent to stale, gross cheese to you lot 🙂‍↕️

But I’m back!

Send requests! They’re wide open and it’ll definitely get me writing something. Check

how I write on my pinned page.

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< Cute things he does >

Geralt of Rivia x gn!reader

NSFW CONTENT ~ MDNI

He’s a busy man, he rarely has a moment to spare. Constantly on the path and taking on contracts, from the Noonwraith in White Orchard to the Leshen he killed off last week where he was only paid two hundred crowns.

Any time he does have a chance to relax, he wants to spend it with you. Whether it be on camp outside or in an inn somewhere, he doesn’t mind where. Not really.

His favourite past time to relax is being inside you, where he has your chest touching whatever surface you’re on whether it be a bed or a sleeping bag and your ass positioned against his hips. Driving his hips forward in a steady rhythm as his hands wonder your body.

His lips kiss your back and your shoulder blades, complimenting the way you moan his name, drawing it out as he makes love to you. If you get shy about making noise he’ll help you out by slipping his fingers into your mouth and gently pressing his fingertips down against your tongue.

The scruff of his beard scratches pleasantly at your skin with each kiss, each murmur, each compliment.

He wants to hear you moan, even if it’s quiet. He’d gladly keep himself unsatisfied if it meant you got what you want. That relaxes him too, knowing he was making you feel good. He can worry about himself later.

Another way he likes spending time is when your sat on his lap, his trousers are off and his cock is snug inside of you. One hand idly rubs at your belly as the other rests on your thigh, marvelling at the feel of your skin. You compliment him and he loves it.

Maybe you’re reading a book aloud as he listens, he loves listening to your voice and he never feels like he hears it enough. It makes him forget what his life is really like, the danger and the boredom of being turned into a Witcher.

Maybe you’re reading his bestiary, you ask questions about certain monsters and he answers them. You ask about how to defeat a Ghoul, he says all you need is a silver sword and a steady hand. But when dealing with an Alghoul it’s best to smear necrophage oil on your silver sword and using Axii to force the spikes on their back to retract before attacking. Just make sure to kill it before it lets out its shrill.

Sometimes, if you’re being cheeky, he’ll thrust his hips up unexpectedly to hear you make a sound of surprise and or pleasure. He likes that too.

Then when you’re tired he’ll hold you close and listen to you breathe as you sleep, he’s happy he met you. You make his life that bit more bearable, now he has something to look forward to after contracts.

A/N: Look at me showing off my knowledge, yeah Alghouls are a pain in the ass to deal with. Don’t even get me started on Nekkers, those little bastards are the bane of my existence, there’s so many of them at Kaer Morhen too, at least you can get nice loot from them 😪

Also this app needs more game Geralt, criminally underrated on here. Netflix is so bad I refuse to acknowledge it, poor Henry Cavil thought he was playing Geralt of Rivia but instead he played as Gerald of Ravine, no wonder he stepped away.

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< Really? >

George Weasley x gn!reader

"Oh come on, it's not that hard. Hold your hands on the broom and lift up- no not like that! Just a bit," George laughs as you almost throw yourself off his broom for the second time, one hand on your thigh and one over yours on the wood of his broom to keep you steady.

With your feet off the ground you feel like you have little to no control, it’s been so long since you’ve been on a broom.

You had told George that you had wanted to learn to ride a broom, you had never really taken part in it other than in your first year. You never wanted to play quidditch but you like watching it.

Especially when George is playing. He’s a beater along with his twin, Fred. Maybe Harry Potter is the seeker and all eyes are on him but when Gryffindor play your eyes are always on George. And the others, obviously. But mostly on George. Almost only on him.

“I know I’m the most handsome lad you’ve ever seen but c’mon, eyes not on me but in front of you,” George teases, his eyes squinting as he shows a toothy smile.

You do focus on what’s in front of you at his words. George’s hand slides to the lower part of your back, “Now, tilt up just a bit, not too much or you might go flying,” he murmurs, taking his hand off the broom and allowing you to take control.

You do as he tells you, pulling the broom up with unsteady hands and the broom goes higher, you make a sound of surprise.

George’s hand gives your lower back a gentle pat, “There you are, you’re doing good! Better than I’ve seen. Heard that Neville Longbottom lost control of his broom back in his first year and broke his arm!” he laughs, it doesn’t make you feel better.

He shrugs his shoulders at the unimpressed look you give him.

You pull the broom up again, with more strength this time and you overestimate how freely you can actually move the broom, again.

In a matter of seconds you’re flipped upside down and you let go of the broom, unable to react fact enough to hold on properly.

Warm hands grab you before you can drop to the ground and George hugs you close, laughing softly but kissing your face. “Really? I told you to be careful, someone didn’t listen,” he coos, pressing a kiss to your nose.

“Wanna try again? Or do you wanna watch your handsome boyfriend practice again? Oliver is dragging us out later after lessons to practice, got a match against Ravenclaw in a few weeks time.”

Of course you’d watch, what kind of question is that?

A/N: I’M ALIVE! I know I’ve been gone for a really long time but for some reason I had this massive art block for ages and I simply could not write. Wasn’t even updating my book I’m writing!

Anyways, here’s my favourite Weasley twin, the better one in my opinion.

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< Cute things he does >

Kon-El x gn!reader

Conner Kent, Kon-El, whatever you want to call him.

He’s the guy that winks at you every time you glance his way, he’s the guy that wraps his arms around you from behind and hugs you close to his chest. Kissing your neck and whispering about how much he loves you in your ear. His breath hot against your skin and his scent you had gotten so used to both overwhelming and not enough.

He’s the guy that hug you close during cold nights to keep you nice and warm, his hands wrapped around your waist or under your shirt, resting on your belly. His face buried in your hair or your shoulder as he slept, his hips resting against yours.

He’s the guy that sticks his face under your shirt and kisses your belly as you laugh and playfully try to push him away, though his kryptonian strength doesn’t allow it. He lets you do the same to him only he doesn’t fight against it, he keeps your head under his shirt.

He’s the guy that rubs your ankles and feet when you ask him, his fingers gently pressing into your skin and rubbing along the sole of your foot as he reads a comic or scrolls on his phone.

He’s the guy that holds you close to hear you breath when you sleep because it reassures him that you’re not lying dead in his arms.

But when all’s said and done, in the end— he’s your guy.

Heyy first post, what do we think about

this?

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< Hey >

Kon-El x gn!reader

“Hey, you playing that game again?” Kon breathes into the side of your neck.

He’s been here for an hour now, he had been cuddling you peacefully just minutes ago but then he got the case of the wriggles and now he’s rather invested in the little mobile game with too many ads you’re playing on your phone.

Almost as interested in the game as he is in moving around the bed like he’ll implode if the doesn’t keep shifting one way or another.

“Place that block here,” Kon reaches over and taps your screen, a part of you wants to smack his arm away but then he’d sulk on the corner of your bed for a while. Not to mention it’ll probably hurt you and do literally nothing to him.

After all you’ve seen his strength, how he’s picked up cars with one hand, one time he did it to see if there was something under it. Poor woman that owned the car looked like he had ascended to the heavens for a good moment. At least he was in his Superboy suit, the video taken by a fan rocked up millions of likes in less than five hours.

“No, here,” he taps your screen to drag a block into position that makes no sense, now you definitely won’t beat your high score.

The next set of blocks appear and only one of them can fit and it won’t even free up space. You give Kon a disappointed glance, he’s just made you lose.

“What?” he gives you a cheeky grin, kissing your shoulder and then moving up to press his warm lips to the side of your neck, “I’m helping you out, baby.”

You can’t help but huff as he kisses up your neck, smooches your jaw and then kissing down the side of your neck again.

His hand reaches up your shirt, the warmth of his palm and fingers pressing into your side. He watches your phone screen with an intrigued expression.

The game over screen appears and he grins sheepishly against your shoulder as you sigh in defeat, you were so close to beating your high score, “Made you lose, huh? My bad, guess you gotta drop the phone and show your handsome boy some love.”

So that’s been his plan all along. Cheeky, lovable idiot.