#dc request

[junderthebatsignal]

Could we get a part two for dick‘s scream au? „The boy behind the mask“

Just published!

I wasn't planning on writing any more parts, but thanks to this request, I ended up coming up with ideas for not only Part 2 but also Part 3. So stay tuned!

[softhandz]

omg you guys this is crazy, genuinely thank you to each and every single one of you!

25000 likes is insane! over 1000 followers is insane! idk how to celebrate this, but i wanna thank yall somehow!

let me know how we should celebrate! more superbat? more jason todd? more one piece? idk but thank you sm!

[splodencible]

hi maddie \>_<! can I share a salty sweater with artemis at the new year's eve party?

hi love 🫶

congratulations on being the first request drawn from the spinning wheel 🔮

i LOVE that request—Artemis, New Year's Eve Party... having a salty moment... stay tuned on Sunday, December 7th to not miss the upload!

edit: it’s up, go here to read it ☄️

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[holylulusworld]

I'd die for some DC content. Superman or Batman.

Hmm... I always wanted to write for Henry Cavill's Superman. I have an idea for a Superman story, though.

If I ever write for Batman, I'll be Christian Bale's version.

[randomfandomimagine]

Hello! Congrats on your 6 year anniversary!! Can I please request a ficlet for your celebration with Arthur Curry (more specifically Justice League Arthur Curry). In which the reader is always messing with Arthur’s hair whenever they can since they’ve started dating, and Arthur really loves it and starts taking care of his hair so that it’s even more irresistible for the reader instead of just telling them how much he loves it when they play with his hair because he doesn’t quite know how to. Until later on when they are cuddling at home at night and the reader notices and he gets shy and confesses. And the reader thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. I’m sure you can tell that I’d love for it to be fluffy haha. But aside from that you can take this in any direction you’d like! Your writing is amazing. I read through your rules and guidelines multiple times so hopefully everything you wish to be covered in a request has been covered! Again congratulations on 6 years and I wish you many more successful years of writing! If you are inspired to write this I’d be so excited to read it, however if it doesn’t click for you I totally understand. Thank you so much for your time and consideration in taking my request! 💕

Hello, lovely! First of all, thank you so much for being so kind and amazing! I really appreciate that you enjoy my writing and took the time to let me know, and that you made sure to follow my rules and request properly, it really means a lot 💕

About your request, however, I'm afraid that I'm not inspired for this one. I adore the idea, and I'm excited to write more for Arthur, but I feel like I wouldn't be able to write a full ficlet on this. You can try to change it up a little bit and resend it. I think what’s not working for me is the hair part, but if you find a different way to keep the essence of the plot, that’d be great! Or you can just wait until I open the other requests (which will hopefully be soon) and resend this as a drabble request, for example.

Hope you understand, and sorry again. Thank you so much for everything, though, take care! 🤗

[rustridden]

okay okay but going off of your post about Jason and bondage what about something where like reader and jason are finna bouta get ~intimate~ and reader is like “hey we should spice it up” and jason is like “haha sure” but he’s really not that down for it. They give it a shot and jason needs to quit and y’all have a real heart to heart moment. It could end in literally any way and I would be satisfied.

I am,,,so sorry this took so long. I had to put it off cause of personal matters, but I hope you like this @red-bird-red-bird!!! You too, random person reading.

Also I apologize in advance for any typos I may have missed.

  Words could never truly translate how one felt in the presence of another. Scorn or adoration, neither could be fully described in words. No matter the circumstance, no matter your attempts, body language will always speak louder than words. The exchange of eye contact could tell a million things, the touch of a person's hand could translate the most deep feelings left untouched by the conscious mind.

  His breath was hot on your neck, along with his fingertips that danced along the underside of your spine. It felt as if he was exploring you, intimately trying to memorize every piece of your body until he could sculpt it by memory alone with only his hands and clay, regardless of the lack of vision. Your bodies worked as one. You could feel him growing aroused by the eagerness of his breath and the movement of his hips against yours, pushing you further into the bed which you had found yourself splayed upon wantonly. And although unvirtuous and without care, you spread yourself to him in such a way you couldn't help but feel a small amount of shame in this endeavor.

  Jason had looked weary since you met him, but today seemed especially bad. His words were tinged with a fraction of anger and desolate longing, leaving the simple touch on his shoulders in a tender and innocent way to soothe him as this unholy exchange of body heat and harsh movements. You couldn't help the moan in your throat as he moved to grab at the back of your head, pulling you in closer to his face. His shirtless shoulders encased you entirely, caving in to shield you from the world around you.

  By default he held onto your words like a lifeline, and so when you managed to gasp a little and gently say "....Jason.", he stopped immediately and looked at you with wide, slightly wary eyes. There was a moment where you seemed to catch your breath, your eyes falling down to where his hips met yours and your torsos were tightly pressed together as if you were meaning to merge your forms completely. With a grin, you pressed a hand to the side of his face. "Let's try something new, hm?", you suggested, biting playfully at your bottom lip. At the suggestion he rolled his eyes a little, but he couldn't help the grin that broke out on his face. Flicking his eyes down to your lips, he moved to kiss your jaw. Groaning, your fingers entwined themselves with your hair.

  "What do you suggest, babydoll?", he groaned, running his hands along your sides. You could feel the calloused tips raking across your sides in a manner indicative of his nature on a whole, but you didn't dare complain. Not when you loved it so much. With a slight nibble on your ear, you felt him harden a little against your leg. He was getting restless, maybe this was- "I want you to hurt me."

He froze.

  For a moment you felt your muscles tighten a little in your stomach, your throats feeling as if it was being caved in on itself as he stayed completely, utterly still. Why wasn't he moving? It didn't even sound like he was breathing honestly, and for a good few moments you felt as if you were going to have to apologize profusely. But instead he slowly sat up, his breath seeming to hitch as he straightened himself.

  Jason looked like a mountain before you, and for a good few seconds you felt scared that he was angry. But in this dim light in the room you could barely make out the shape of his lips as they twitched a little in nervousness, and, he gripped at your thigh below him. But he hesitated. You could tell that he was breathing hard now, and the pure anxiety of it made you sit up quickly and place your hands on his shoulders. Your eyes were wide, and close up you could see that he was averting his everywhere else but at you. Frowning, you held on tight to him. Silence.

  A few moments passed before he slowly gripped on to your hips, his throat tightening. He felt as if you would break between his fingers. Why did you want him to hurt you? He didn't want to cause you pain, much less make you cry from it. Oh god-

"I...I don't..."

  His voice was faint. It sounded like he was about to break down right then and there. Slowly, your arms snaked up the large expanse of his back, moving to play with his hair at the base before he eventually pulled you in close and gripped onto you in a restrained sort of way. "It's alright, you don't have to say it." Jason buried his face in the crook of your neck, letting his shoulders slump against your weight. Shaking a little, he exhaled slowly.

  He appreciated your understanding, and in response he slowly lowered the both of you down to where you were holding up his head to your shoulder. He was quiet, but you could feel him move to become closer to you. There was silence, and you noticed that he proceeded with his previous intent a bit more cautiously.

[melyaliz]

The Goddess and the Angel

Anonymous: what about Wonder Woman the Gal Godot Version 2017

Fandom: DC/ DCU

Summary: She was your Goddess and you were her angel

Pairing: Wonder Woman x Reader 

Notes: I don’t know why but my creativity left me and I can’t find it…. If anyone see’s my muse return him! 

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She was like an angel walking across the battlefield. Dark hair flowing like the wings of a raven about to attack. True power seemed to radiate from her in a way that struck fear in the hearts of both sides. 

You smiled from your perch in the tall church steeple. Loading your sniper rifle you kept your eyes on the beautiful goddess as she almost floated across the ground. Watching her like an a guardian angel.  

Two shots and her attackers fell. She looked up and for a moment you could have sworn she saw you. Impossible from where you were sitting but the thought made you swell with pride. You were good at your jobs, just like she was. 

A few hours later everyone was celebrating the victory. 

You sat in the corner enjoying the sight of your -very much alive- comrades laughing and joking with each other.  This was the first battle where you weren’t missing a face. Where the sting of a fallen one burned in the back of your brain like the whiskey in your cup. 

“Who was my backup?” Her voice, the goddess who had brought you all from the abyss asked looking around the crowded bar. You nodded holing up your drink. 

“That’d be me” you smiled before taking a swig enjoying the warmth that spread through your body. Anything to fight back those cold German nights. 

Coming up to you she took the other seat on the small wooden table. “You are formidable marksmen that could rival even those from my home.” 

“I could say the same about you.” you said nodded, “Well the formidable part anyway. You took on more men with one strike than anyone else I have ever had the pleasure of fighting alongside.” 

“I look forward to fighting alongside you again,” she said smiling, “I know I will be safe with you watching my back.” 

It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship. Becoming part of her elite squad, hiding in the shadows always watching her back. Nothing got by your quick eyes and even faster reflexes.  

Because she was your goddess and you were her angel

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