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Bruce Wayne. That’s it. That’s the Post.
Text Messages with Dick Grayson
Richard Grayson x fem!Reader
summary: Random texts between you and your boyfriend Dick
warning: none
The divider I use is from @cursed-carmine <33 Make sure to check out their blog💘💘
Cry for me
Clark Kent x gn!Reader
summary: Clark and you are in an on and off situationship but somehow never leads to anything. When Clark finally realizes how much he hates seeing you with another guy, he finally confesses.
warning: jealousy, situationship, angst/comfort
A/N: I LOVE JEALOUS CLARK SBBWJDKWK I need this man. Also this is my first time writing for Clark so I hope you enjoyyy🤭
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You were leaving the Daily Planet late (again), clutching your bag and wishing you hadn’t agreed to cover for that intern who always showed up hungover.
And then you froze, because Clark was leaning against the building entrance: tall and handsome. Sometimes you wish he was ugly so you could easily forget about him.
“Hey” he said, smiling that soft, awkward smile that always made your chest tighten. “I was waiting for you.”
You raised an eyebrow “Why? You usually fly home.”
He made a face “I don’t fly everywhere.”
“You literally do.“
He laughed, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Can we talk?” he asked, pushing his glasses up even though they didn’t need adjusting.
You sighed “If this is about the charity gala-”
“It is.” His expression tightened “I just wanna know… why you went with him.”
You blinked, confused on what he means “Who? Mark?”
Clark’s jaw clenched “Yeah. Him.”
You stared at him, completely lost “He asked me as a friend, Clark. He literally handed me a stack of papers afterward and asked if I could edit his article.”
Clark exhaled hard, almost annoyed. “Doesn’t matter. He still looked at you like-” He stopped himself, shaking his head “Forget it.”
You folded your arms “No, say it.”
He hesitated “Like he wanted something more.”
You stared at him, heat building in your chest “Why does that bother you?”
Clark swallowed, Adam’s apple moving in his throat. “Because I- I don’t know. I don’t like seeing you with someone else.”
Your heart skipped a beat. “Clark, you’re the one who pulled away first. Remember?”
He closed his eyes for a moment, like the truth physically hurt.
You had been around each other for months. As friends, but not really. Close, but not enough. Clark was impossible, always saying the right thing but never the whole truth. He kept his distance to “protect you” which you never understood. Why is he deciding for you?
You took a breath “You don’t get to be jealous.”
He flinched “I know… I know. I’m not trying to control anything. I just-”
He stepped closer, voice low and honestly kinda heartbreaking.
“I wish you knew what it does to me. Seeing you with someone else. Seeing someone else get the time I want with you. The laughs I want. The looks I want.”
Your breath hitched “Clark…”
“But I also know I can’t give you everything you deserve.” he murmured. “There are nights I can’t text back because I’m saving people on the other side of the planet. Days I can’t show up because I’m-” He looked away “I’m not normal. And you deserve normal.”
“Clark.” you whispered, “I never asked for normal. Why don’t you let me decide what I want and what I don’t want?”
He inhaled sharply, like that hit him harder than a Kryptonian punch.
For a second, everything went quiet. Just the two of you, breathing in sync, the cars in the city can be heard.
Then he said something that made your stomach drop.
“Does he make you happy?”
You rolled your eyes. Is he serious? “Clark. It wasn’t a date.”
“But if it was?” he asked softly.
You froze. He noticed.
Clark stepped even closer, voice barely above a whisper.
“I need to know… could you ever want someone else? Or is there still something here? Because I like you too much to see you with someone who isn’t me.”
You hated how easily he made you soft for him again.
“Why are you doing this?” you whispered “You didn’t want me. You were the one who kept pulling away.”
His hands curled into fists at his sides. “Because I was scared. Because every time I thought about letting myself have you, I imagined losing you too and it killed me.”
Your heart was in your throat now.
“So now you want me to what?” you asked “Cry for you? Chase you? Prove that I still care?”
“No.” Clark said, shaking his head “I just want to know if I still matter.”
You stared at him. THE Superman is looking at you like you were the only thing that could break him.
And maybe you were.
Your voice came out softer than you expected “You do matter. You always did.”
Clark exhaled shakily, shoulders dropping.
“But I can’t keep putting my heart on pause.” you continued “I can’t keep waiting for you to choose me.”
He stepped closer again slowly, like he didn’t want to spook you.
“What if I’m deciding now?”
Your chest tightened “Clark…”
His voice cracked “I don’t want anyone else. I don’t want you to want anyone else. I know that’s selfish, but it’s true.”
You felt your walls you built crumble, bit by bit.
Finally, you look at him again and whisper “Then do something about it.”
Clark’s breath hitched.
And then he kissed you.
Not rushed. Not messy. Just this slow, aching kiss like he’d been holding it in for decades
When you finally pulled away breathless, he whispered against your lips:
“Tell me you still want me.”
You rested your forehead against his “I never stopped.”
His eyes softened so much it almost hurt to look at him.
“Then… don’t go with him again” he murmured.
You laughed “Clark, you’re unbelievable.”
“Maybe” he said “But I’m yours. If you still want me.”
You didn’t answer with words. You just grabbed his shirt and pulled him into another kiss.
dex with a very ticklish reader
Omgomgomg wait so here are my thoughts:
Dex would be awful because the second he notices you reacting to his touch, he becomes obsessed with it. “You’re ticklish.” After that, it’s over for you because he loves how you laugh around him.
So now every time you annoy him, play fight or mock him, suddenly his hands are on your waist while you’re trying to shove him away breathlessly laughing and he’s just calmly watching you struggle.
The worst part is he’d get weirdly possessive over it too. If someone else makes you laugh like that, Dex immediately gets cold and later asks “Why were they touching you?” like he isn’t the main reason you can’t survive a simple hug anymore. This man’s jealousy needs to be studied.
I have a very important question to ask you
how do you think the bat boys would react to you pranking them by telling them your tampon is stuck
Okayokay so here are my thoughts:
-Dick goes from smiling to immediate concern. “Wait, seriously? Okay, don’t panic uhh don’t panic oh my god, we’ll figure it out.” Before realizing you’re trying not to laugh and he is giving you the most betrayed look.
-Jason freezes for a second. Then immediately pulls out his phone, and starts googling on his phone while muttering, “How does this even happen?” Once he realizes it’s a prank, he threatens you playful. “You’re sleeping with one eye open baby.”
-Tim is already halfway through reading three medical articles. “Okay, so here is what we’re going to do now.” Then he slowly looks up, and sees you grinning. “You’re joking. This was a joke.”
-Duke is worried but tries to keep you calm. “Hey, it’s okay, Let’s go to the hospital. I can also try and take it out if you want?” Once he catches your grin he lets out a groan.
-Bruce’s expression changes serious in an instant. He has already mentally planned the quickest route to a hospital before noticing you struggling not to laugh, at which points, and sighs. He pinches the bridge of his nose, and says “That was not amusing.” He’s just relieved that you’re okay.
Text Messages with Steve Rogers
Captain America x wife!reader
Summary: Random Messages with your husband Steven🤭🤭
Warning: suggestive, MDNI
A/N: It took me about half an hour until I understood the app I used for the messages but I FINALLY GOT IT😭😭 Hope you enjoyyy🫶🏻🫶🏻 The divider I used is from @cursed-carmine 💘
I have a question oh great one
Persay, how would you think Damian would react to a reader with separation anxiety since he doesn't really like physical touch?
Okay so let’s say you’re friends with the bats which means you’re also friends with Damian and you’re always around. They all feel like family to you. I think Damian would tell you to stop worrying with a small frown whenever he would go out somewhere.
“Tt. I’m only leaving for a few hours.” He says while adjusting his gloves before adding a little quieter now “I’ll be back. Stop acting like I’m gone forever.”
It wasn’t exactly comforting by the standards of most people but from Damian, it actually meant a lot.
to add to jason crying during sex i think he cries because of his great love for you and is just so enamored with you he can’t believe you are with him :( what would you add to why he cries during sex?
THISSS + I feel like he also cries because during sex when he realizes just how deeply he loves you (as you said), and the thought of losing you genuinely terrifies him. He struggles with insecurities from his first life, and experiencing genuine love and acceptance from your side can make him feel disorienting or undeserving :(( Plus being intimate with you makes his emotional walls come down, causing him to cry involuntarily.
But he would never really tell you that, and deny the fact that he cried.
