✶⋆.˚ just fluff, reader shuts mrk up with a kiss, he's nerding out, it's just short and sweet honestly, not beta read
✶⋆.˚ 390 words
✶⋆.˚ for @sleepysoldier i’m sorry it took literal months-
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“-and Speedy starts yelling at Robin because he won’t reveal his identity to the team, so Robin-”
Mark’s rambling again. You swear his eyes are sparkling as he animatedly tells you about the comic he’s currently reading. It’s something you’re used to, listening to Mark explain whatever is going on in his current nerdy interest. You watch him, the way his eyes light up, the way his smile causes the most adorable dimples, the way his hands fly about animatedly as he talks. Mark is beautiful like this, you think. He’s so passionate and so happy. Even when you don’t know what the hell he’s going on about, you always listen. You smile and nod, completely enamoured with him.
You kinda want to kiss him, which is an odd thought. You’ve known Mark for years, and you’ve never once wanted to cross that line between friendship and something more. But as you listen, as you watch, there’s a pull. Your eyes drop to Mark’s lips. They look soft, inviting. Kissable.
“-so they’re all arguing about trusting Robin and-”
“Shut up,” you murmur, gaze zeroed in on Mark’s lips as you press yours to his. It’s just a simple press of lips; you linger, not wanting to pull away.
Mark’s eyes are wide, like he’s seeing you for the first time. For a split second, sickening anxiety curls in your stomach, did you just fuck everything up? Oh god, what if Mark doesn’t feel that way about you? The anxiety doesn’t last long, because- oh shit, Mark’s face is getting closer and-
He’s kissing you. It’s a hesitant kiss, like Mark is just as anxious as you are. Your cheeks feel warm as Mark carefully brush over yours. Your hand fists the soft cotton of Mark’s t-shirt as your lips move together. The anxiety you felt moments ago has turned into giddy excitement. Your head feels light as your lips slide over one another.
Mark stays in your space as he begrudgingly parts from your lips. “Do you… did you mean to-”
“Kiss you? Yeah,” you say breathlessly.
“Okay, because I just really like you, I mean, you’re so cool. And I feel out of your-”
A quick peck shuts Mark up. “Shut up,” you murmur again.
“Yeah,” Mark nods quickly, “Shutting up.”
You’re both smiling as you lean back in.
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just something short and sweet as i try and get back into things
life sucks but i do have a list of things written/wips to get out so hopefully i'll be back to posting regular again soon-
mark is an og titans stan and i'll die on that hill
✶⋆.˚ just fluff, kori is warm, gender neutral reader, not beta read
✶⋆.˚ 353 words
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Titans Tower was busy; there was always something going on. Always someone in the kitchen, in the lounge and in the training room (and the shower, seriously, it felt like all the showers were taken no matter what time you decided you wanted one). You loved your teammates, they were your family.
But you also loved your peace. Your new apartment has become that peace. Sure, it’s small, but it’s homey, and most importantly, it’s yours.
So when you come home from food shopping to find an alien princess in your kitchen it’s a bit of a shock.
“Kori?!”
Kori is unperturbed as she turns to you, smiling brightly. God, her smile is blinding. Her eyes are almost sparkling as she calls your name cheerfully. “I bought honey buns!”
Your eyes dart between Kori and the large pile of boxed treats. There has to be at least ten boxes. But that’s not the most pressing matter, “How the fuck did you get in?”
“You left your bedroom window open,” Kori replies with a smile, like she hasn’t given you more questions than answers.
“So you just… let yourself in?” You can’t believe the audacity, and yet, you can at the same time. This is Kori we’re talking about. Beautiful and bright and so unapologetically herself.
“Yes,” Kori nods, her smile looking almost proud. “I missed you. The Tower is less bright since you left.”
Oh. You put your bags on the counter, your heart aching at her words.
You tense as Kori’s arms come around your waist, her warmth pressed against your back, chin hooked over your shoulder. You missed this, missed Kori. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you relax into her arms.
“You missed me, too.” It’s not a question, but a sure statement, and a correct one at that.
“Yeah,” you breathe, turning your head slightly to press a kiss to Kori’s temple, her skin warm beneath your lips.
“Can I stay tonight?”
“You can stay forever.”
Because your peace isn’t your apartment, it’s Kori. Even if she does just fly in through windows and make herself at home.
✶⋆.˚ jason breaks in, he just needs you, i tried to write suspense, pure fluff, not beta read
✶⋆.˚ 281 words
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Something feels off as soon as your apartment door closes behind you. It’s in the air, something's just… different.
Nothing’s out of place as far as you can see, but your fingers curl around the handle of your baseball bat anyway. You tiptoe down the hall, towards the open plan living room.
That window wasn’t open when you left.
The moonlight casts an eerie glow around the room as you scan it, your heart pounding in your ears. Shit, breathe, it’s okay. The bat signal hasn’t gone off tonight; it’s probably just a petty thief. Hopefully.
A small movement has you turning, swinging the bat over your head. As you bring the bat down, there’s a startled:
“Woah! Mouse! It’s me!”
Jason’s hands catch the bat as you swing down, catching it before you break his nose.
“Jason?!” Your eyes widen as you let Jason take the bat from your hands. “What are you- I could’ve *hurt* you! How did you even get in here?”
The bat clatters to the floor as Jason pulls you into a tight embrace. His arms wrap around your frame, holding you to his chest tightly. “I broke the lock on your window, I’ll replace it, promise,” Jason admits quietly, face buried in your hair. “I didn’t know where else to go.”
“Are you okay? What happened?” You ask, arms coming around Jason’s middle, words muffled by his chest as you press your face over his heart.
Jason lets out a soft breath, squeezing you a little tighter. The action says more than any words ever could. “Just,” Jason takes a sharp breath, “just let me stay.”
“Always,” you murmur, pressing a kiss over Jason’s heart.
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I loved writing this so much, it feels like such a jason thing to do
✶⋆.˚ female reader, justice league reader, Hal’s just in love, he’s “so sneaky” (he’s not), hal calling reader beautiful girl might just become a staple of all future fics of mine
✶⋆.˚ 356 words
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This meeting could’ve been an email, you think as Batman finally finishes up. It’s been a long day, and it’s not even over. You’re out of your chair before Batman can blink, making a beeline for the door. You’ve almost escaped when Clark calls your name.
You like Clark, you really do, but man, can he talk a lot. Thankfully, your knight in shining spandex claps a hand down on your shoulder.
“Sorry, Supes, I gotta steal them from you,” Hal says with an easygoing smile. “Lantern stuff, y’know?”
John turns away from his conversation on the other side of the room, “Should I join yo-”
“No!” Hal exclaims. He clears his throat, giving John a tight smile. “I mean, uh, no. I just need them, no one else.”
It’s a weak excuse, but it gets the two of you out of the meeting room with only a raised eyebrow from John.
“Hal, do you think-”
Hal shushes you as his lips descend onto yours, muffling your anxious protests of being caught. The two of you are tucked away in a corner of the Watchtower you didn’t even know existed.
His hand cups the back of your head, tilting it to get the best angle.
You make a soft noise of protest.
“Hal,” your eyes dart around the abandoned corridor. “Do you think they suspect anything?”
“No, they didn’t,” Hal assures you, lips trailing your cheek, like he can’t bear to part from you. “We’re super sneaky.”
You snort, turning your head so your lips brush over Hal’s. “You so are not.”
“Beautiful girl, shut up, they don’t suspect a thing.”
Hal makes an approving sound as your lips slot together again.
(“They do know Batman has cameras everywhere on this station, right?” Barry asks.
“Even if he didn’t, Clark can hear them from a mile away anyway,” Ollie pipes up.
Clark makes a strangled sound, “I didn’t mean to listen!”
Yeah, everyone knows.)
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First request from the prompt list
I have many to come, you guys really love damian I have so many for him-
Thank you so much to Kat this idea has taken hold of me, i have like five different versions, I may have to come back and expand on this one day
✶⋆.˚ Hal “knows a place”, this is pure fluff, love confessions, I just love him
✶⋆.˚ 337 words
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When Hal told you he “knows a place,” you were expecting a nice beach with a sunset, maybe some hole in the wall with surprisingly good food.
Not space.
But you suppose that’s one of the many perks of dating a Green Lantern.
The view takes your breath away, hand pressed against the lantern construct you’re in as you stare down at the earth.
“Wow,” is all you can say.
“Yeah, pretty neat, huh?” Hal’s got that smug look on his face, the look that says he knows he’s impressed you. He’s not wrong; this is the best date you’ve ever been on.
You nod along as Hal starts telling you all about the sector. You don’t understand half of what he’s saying, but he’s so passionate, you do your best to keep up as Hal describes one of the many planets he’s saved.
You can’t help but admire him, the way his suit (uniform?) clings to him, the slope of his nose, his lips. They’re softer than they look. Hal started using chapstick when you started dating. You love him, you realise. Because you’re in space, in the stars, looking down on the earth in a way only a select few ever will. But you’re not looking at that, not taking in that beauty, you can’t look away from Hal.
“You’re beautiful,” your voice cuts through Hal’s sentence, making him pause.
“What?”
“You’re beautiful,” you repeat.
The red that colours Hal’s cheeks spreads down his neck, under his suit. “You could say I’m out of this world, yeah?” It comes out awkward, clunky; he’s trying to deflect.
You laugh anyway, Hal relaxes a touch.
“I mean it,” you say. “You really are just… beautiful.”
Hal’s smile is soft, adoring, as he sits next to you, sliding through the construct with ease.
“Says the most beautiful person in this entire universe,” he murmurs, hand coming to rest on your cheek.
“I love you,” you whisper the confession, surrounded by a sea of stars.
“I love you, too.”
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aaaaaa I love him too much
I want to give him the world, more people need to tell Hal he’s beautiful immediately
Here, a Hal for you to chew on @kitkatscabinet
Request for the ficlet/drabble list are still open
✶⋆.˚ wlw, fem reader, dick and Kory are amicable dw, affectionate insult/name calling (it’s my love language I’m sorry), oral f!receiving, beta read by @wingfleur thank you ml
✶⋆.˚ 1.6k words
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The breakup was amicable, thank god. Kory doesn’t know how she’d feel at odds with Dick while trying to work together. Kory had worried that they would ask her to leave the team, but thankfully, they hadn’t. The Titans had become her family, one she cared for deeply since coming to earth; it was not something she wanted to lose.
It was unusually hot in San Francisco today, temperatures at a record high for the year.
“You look like a slut,” Dick calls from the kitchen in Titans Tower as you walk into the common area, flopping onto one of the couches. You flip Dick off, making him laugh.
“Fuck off, Dickhead, it’s hot,” you grumble, fanning yourself with your hand. You’re wearing shorts, and that’s being generous. They’re so small, most of your ass is visible.
Kory looks up from her book, frowning. “She is not dressed like a slut.”
You laugh as Dick sputters at Kory’s earnest tone. She’s so serious about this.
“I meant it affectionately!” Dick squawks as you cackle at the situation. Kory looks between the two of you, she’s never understood the dynamic between the two of you fully.
You and Dick had been friends for years, there through thick and thin. Kory remember’s her first fight with Dick, the glare you’d sent her way could’ve killed as you were grabbing snacks to console your best friend. Kory can also remember when you gave him a kick up the ass when he was being an idiot. It’s a partnership, a close bond. Kory’s always wondered if there was anything more than friendship between the two of you, you’re both just so comfortable with each other.
You let out a soft groan, fanning your face. Kory can’t help but admire you, shorts riding up your thighs, sweat beading at your temple because of the heat, nipples pebbled beneath your shirt. You’re not wearing a bra again, Kory realises. You’re a treat, scantily clad and delicious. But not a treat Kory can have. While the breakup is amicable, Kory and Dick are friends; there are no hard feelings, it’s all been hashed out, but Kory doesn’t think Dick would appreciate her making an advance on his best friend. She’s pretty sure that crosses a line on Earth. And that’s a shame, truly. Because Kory thinks you’re amazing, and she likes you.
Earth etiquette is confusing.
“You’re staring.”
Your soft comment knocks Kory out of her thoughts. You’re studying her, taking her in, thought clear on your face.
“What are you thinking about?”
“How beautiful you are,” Kory answers honestly. She’s nothing but honest, you are beautiful.
You snort, disbelieving of the compliment.
Kory looks almost offended. “You are. Dick is wrong, you do not look like a slut. You are a vision.”
A flush paints your cheekbones, that you’re absolutely going to blame on the heat. You stare up at Kory, lashes fluttering slightly as you simply bask in the compliment. Why did she have to be your best friend’s ex? The quickening of your heart (and the wetness of your cunt) is definitely against the best friend code.
“God, my best friend is an idiot,” you mutter.
Kory cocks her head to the left, an adorable habit that makes you want to coo at her and pinch her cheek every time she does it. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know how he could give you up,” you murmur. “If he wasn’t my best friend…”
You let the unsaid words hang between you. The tension is so thick you can taste it. It’s too hot, and you don’t know if it’s the heatwave or Kory’s eyes on you. You’ve never held eye contact with Kory like this before, and it’s in this moment you realise how pretty her eyes truly are. They’re such a captivating green, it feels like you could get truly lost in the way they sparkle.
“Just fuck already!” Dick yells from the kitchen, the fucking mood killer.
Both you and Kory stare at Dick, who’s grinning at you like a fucking idiot.
You huff, blowing some hair out of your face. “Well, we have his blessing,” you comment dryly.
Kory laughs, the sound bright and airy. God, she’s beautiful. “We do.”
“I’ll wine and dine you first, unless you wanna skip to the good bit.”
Wine and dine Kory, you do. You take her to your favourite restaurant, a lovely local Japanese place with food, which in your opinion, to die for. It’s not awkward like you’re expecting, the conversation flows easy, the both of you even getting some good natured jabs in on Dick, too.
“So, you and Dick have you ever-”
“Oh fuck no,” you interrupt Kory as you’re both walking home. “He has too many legs for me.”
“I see,” Kory muses.
As you get into the elevator, there’s a tension between you. It’s waiting to snap, someone just has to make the first move. You let your gaze sweep over Kory appreciatively. Her jeans hug her hips perfectly, and you feel no better than a man as you check out her ass. Kory notices, years as a hero sharpens your senses after all.
“I’m going to kiss you,” Kory declares.
Your eyes flutter as Kory leans in, smiling so warmly as her hands come to cup your cheeks.
Kory’s kisses are burning. They make you feel like fire is spreading through your veins. Her hands cradle your face as your tongues brush languidly. Your body feels like it’s burning from both the arousal and Kory’s natural body heat. Your hands come to Kory’s back, smoothing up her shoulders and down her arms, clutching her wrists as your skin tingles, the sound of lips smacking together softly fills the elevator. Kory’s kisses are confident, she’s not shy about it at all. You chase Kory’s lips as she pulls away once the elevator reaches its destination. It makes her laugh softly at your eagerness, your sarcastic bravado long gone; it’s been replaced with breathlessness and flushed cheeks.
You let Kory lead you out of the elevator and down the hall, past rows of bedroom doors.
“Taking me to bed already, hm?” you try to tease, hoping to get some control back.
“And if I was?” Kory asks, looking over her shoulder at you.
Oh. Well, that went straight to your cunt.
“Okay then. You’ll have to tell me if my head’s better than Dick’s.”
Kory’s hand tangles in your hair, tugging your face closer to her leaky cunt. Your breath ghosts her folds, tongue teasingly flicking out to taste her. You just stay there, breathing Kory in, revelling in making her squirm. You lay there between her legs, looking up her body, admiring the way her orange skin flushes, you’ve never seen anyone look like this. So different, so beautiful, so perfect. With the next tug on your hair, you let Kory guide you in, placing a kiss on her slit, tongue dipping into Kory’s wetness as your nose bumps against her clit. You moan against her, the vibrations causing Kory’s hand to tighten in your hair, the sting shooting pleasure down your spine.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” you murmur against Kory’s cunt, your lips trailing upwards to place soft pecks on her clit. Kory’s thighs spasm around your head, squeezing just a little.
“You are… a vision between my thighs,” Kory’s voice is breathy, a pretty flush painting her orange skin. Her eyes are glazed over, the green looking like it’s sparkling.
You sigh against Kory’s wetness, your finger teasing the juncture of her thigh. You give a harsh suck to Kory’s clit, making her gasp and tighten her hand in your hair once again. “Keep your legs open for me, beautiful.”
The noise Kory lets out is sinful, but she does as she’s told, spreading her legs a little wider. One of your hands grip the flesh of her thigh, the other pressing two fingers into her sopping cunt, feeling around for the spot that you know will have Kory turn into a puddle in your hands. When Kory lets out a prolonged moan and pulls your hair to bring your lips closer to her clit, you know you’ve found it. You oblige, fingers pressing against the gummy walls of Kory’s cunt, putting delicious pressure against the spot that her melt, sucking on her clit. You switch between giving harsh sucks and circling your tongue around the bud, and then flattening your tongue against her.
Kory’s not shy with her noises, moaning above you, breathy praises passing her lips. It spurs you on, eager to make her fall apart just so you can pull her back together again. Kory’s breath stutters, you reach up the hand not buried in her cunt to clasp her fingers as she reaches for something to ground herself. You squeeze her hand, a silent I’ve got you.
You press your thighs together, panties sticking to your own pussy, as Kory keens, a high pitched moan escaping her lips. Her cunt squeezes around your fingers, back arching off the bed as you carefully work her through her orgasm.
“You are…”
“Better than Dick?” you ask with a cocky grin.
The smile Kory gives in return makes your heart melt as you rest your cheek on her thigh.
“I give better head than you, apparently.”
You laugh as Dick chokes on his cereal, Wally patting his back, looking completely unconcerned.
“What?”
“Said your head game is shit, Grayson.”
“It is not, you crusty bitch, my head game is just fine!” Dick squawks.
“Actually, babe,” Wally pipes up. “It could use a bit of work.”
Dick lets out an indignant noise, looking offended. “No more head for you then,” he grumbles as you and Wally laugh.
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Happy pride month!
This was supposed to come out on the 12th on my birthday but, yeah… I have no defence
Thank you, thank you, thank you to Alexis @wingfleur for beta reading <3
Shout out to Kali for suffering through the process with me, ily ml @silkentrigger
idea stolen from @kitkatscabinet I loved it sm, please check out their stuff
Once a request is done, it’ll be ticked off the prompt list
Characters you can request: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Clark Kent, Hal Jordan, Kori/Starfire, Wally West, Bart Allen (might add more but these are the characters I’m confident in writing)
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1. “I could use a hug right now.” Wally West
2. “Kiss me and shut up.” Damian Wayne
3. “Honey, I’m home!” Damian Wayne
4. “How did you get in here?” Jason Todd✔️, Kori✔️
5. “You look beautiful.” Hal Jordan✔️
6. “Please just kiss me.” Jason Todd
7. “You do know we’re in public, right?” Tim Drake
