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My Bowser cosplay for supanova 2025!
So much fun, and so many amazing cosplays this year! Ready for next year ♡
Instagram: @/byogedmonds
@bbnotumbl how'd I do with the cosplay?
“Be the kind of person who leaves a mark, not a scar.”
— Unknown
i just KNOW he gigglin and shit like bro 😭🙏
he’s fucking adorable don’t EVER speak poorly about my son ever again.
Alpine hates to see him coming. But he's cute tho
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C. KENT || FAMILY REUNION
Summary: 5 years ago you left your home in Gotham city. Now working as an investigative journalist for the daily planet, you receive an unsuspecting call from your brother who is visiting Metropolis to conduct some very important business. Things get awkward when it turns out your boyfriend and brother know each other… or rather know their alter personas.
• You know about Clark being Superman, but you don't know Bruce is Batman.
Warnings: nothing crazy today, no use of Y/N, fluff? Sibling banter
A/N: Hey! So I've only really posted one part because I'm really interested in this idea and to make it into a series with an OC rather than Y/N insertation. Let me know, what you think ♡
PART 1/2?
The soft glow of your phone caught your attention, it was evening and you sat at the kitchen bench with a glass of red while watching Clark attempt to cook a roast. Your laugh vibrated throughout the halls of the apartment you shared, and you shook your head “Oh Clark maybe we are going to have to go into couples cooking classes”
He chucked, flicking the tea towel over his shoulder and placing his hands on his hips “Are you going to answer that?” He nodded his head to the phone. Secretly you hoped Clark hadn’t noticed your phone ringing and would continue this joyous evening.
He looked at the screen, then back up at you. “Who is Bruce?” He questioned. You rolled your head in defeat, picking up the phone and answering it - knowing full well Clark would be able to hear.
“Hey…Bruce” you winced. Clark shruggled when you shot him a glare, mentally stabbing him for pressuring you to answer this call.
“I’ve been trying to reach you all week” Bruce said harshly, you smiled to yourself - nothing has really ever changed with Bruce - and sucked in a sharp breath of air.
”Hello my Darling Sister - who I haven’t spoken to in months - how are you?” You responded, Bruce had never been one to show affection or much care to anything that wasn’t a little mechanical contraption.
It was silent on his end of the line for a moment, “Hello, how are you?”
“I am sooooo well Brucey, How is Alfred?” You responded, picking up a rouge carrot skin Clark had peeled earlier and twirled it between your finger tips.
“He’s fine. I’m calling you because I’m currently on my way to Metropolis”
A pit dropped in your gut, Bruce knew nothing about your life - except that you worked at the daily Plant - but he certainly didn’t know you were in a three and a half year relationship with the Superman.
“Uh” was all you could vocalize, before he continued.
”I have a meeting tomorrow at 10am, and I’ve booked us lunch at that place on 3rd and 4th along Annerly drive for 12pm. Feel free to bring your little boyfriend too”
”uh, what” You stumble out, “How’d you…?”
”I’m your big brother, of course I know” Bruce replied, you scoff in response. He’s only a big brother when it suits him.
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“You don’t have to come, really Clark” you stressed on the phone, you were walking to the restaurant. “He’s just trying to have an ego boost or some shit”
Clarke chuckled, reassuring you “Love, of course I want to come. We’ve been together this long and I never knew you had a brother! How could you keep that from me?”
”He’s barely my brother” you mumble weaving in-between the masses of people walking in the street.
“Well, I’m not that far off. I’m sorry the meeting ran a little long. I will be there soon, I love you" he said and you replied the same before hanging up.
Just as you were walking up to the building a shiny black crown rolled up beside you on the footpath. Instantly you knew, it was Bruce.
He stepped out, hair slicked back and a pristine suit cut to his exact measurements. “I can’t believe you took a shower, and actually look like a presentable member of society.”
Bruce looked up, and a smirk played on his lips. “You look like mum”
You hadn’t seen him in five years, and we barely spoke on the phone. You spoke more to Alfred than my own brother. “Is Alfred with you?” You asked hopeful to see your favourite father figure. But Bruce shook his head in response.
You hummed with dissatisfaction, “right well he'll be hearing from me” Bruce smiled in response before extending his arm out towards the restaurant.
“shall we?” he questioned, “was your boyfriend coming?”
You nod your head in response, “yes he couldn't be-”
A large figure approached beside you towering over the both of you. Both you and Bruce look to see who had joined your conversation bubble.
“I'm sorry sweetheart traffic was a little chaotic” Clark spoke, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. You blush at the sudden but welcomed intimacy.
“Clark, let me introduce you to my brother - Bruce” you announce.
Both men looked at each other not saying a word but their faces spoke exactly what you needed to know. You knit your brows in confusion, “Okay. What's going on? But this is now how I imagined my brother reacting to my boyfriend”
The pair simultaneously cleared their throats and proceeded with their introduction. “Clark Kent” Clark introduced, “and you must be Bruce”
“Bruce Wayne, yes” your brother responded.
Jeez the pair of them are crazy, you thought rolling your eyes and heading into the restaurant.
Drawings of my cat Darkly
Cyberpunk 2077 Tarot.
Cards designed by Jakub Rebelka.
Summary || You're an author struggling to write an intimate chapter for your next up and coming novel. However, inspiration might hit when Matt offers his help.
Warnings || smegs scenes unprotected P - in - V, Dom!matt, fluff, things you'd expect during a moment of steamy passion?! No use of Y/N, MINORS DNI, not proof read.
A/N: Guys, I've fallen in love with someone irl!!! we're going out on a date on wednesday . It's also flash flooding (because of a cyclone we've had), so im hoping our date doesn't get postponed because i need this person to breathe. So here's a little hot and steamy oneshot for you ♡
Update: guys😭 I wrote this in MARCH 2025 and forgot to post it, it's now NOVEMBER 2025. As per the A/N above, the date went really well and we are in a happy (7 months) relationship ♡
His rough calloused hand was pressed against her throat, his teeth nipping against her jawline as he kissed her hungrily. The sheer singlet she wore, showed her nipples harden with arousel with every touch. His forearm wrapped around her midriff, only pulling her closer to his warmth. The heat expanding down below grew with more power, more need to take control. She moaned against his lips as she moved in such a way against him. The passion was raw, and hot, almost like a fire was to start and burst their clothes into flames.
She moans his name in a pathetic attempt to also gasp for air...
"Ah goddamit," you groaned, hands still on the keyboard. You rolled your head around to relieve any form of tension built up along your shoulders.
"Are you okay, Honey?" A voice called from the kitchen. A sigh escaped your lips, your publishers had been rushing you to edit and finalise your next book. However, they also stated it need more spice to attract a new genre of readers. And unfortunately you have never been very good at writing intimacy or - what they call - smut.
"Not really" you mumbled back, rubbing your temples with your fingertips to relieve the oncoming pressure headache. You needed help, inspiration, and something to help you write this scene... you needed "Matt..." you called, "can you help me with something?"
"Anything, what do you need, my love?" Matt asked, coming into the room. The both of you had been together for some time now. You'd both bought an apartment together and were going to the local kennel this weekend to pick out a dog. You did insist on getting a guide dog for Matt, but he refused, saying, 'There's a good dog for us, waiting to come home'. You weren't going to win that argument, and you mostly thought Matt agreed to getting a k9 companion for the sake of you. Since he was often out, and you worked from home.
"You know how I am writing that novel?" You start trying to figure out how on earth to word it in a way that came out natural. Normal. Matt hummed, leaning his body against the door frame. "I feel like I've hit a brick wall. I'm supposed to be writing something... hot" you pause, looking intently at Matt, "something to... wet the viewers...?"
Matt chuckled, "oh okay, I think I understand" he said as he made his way towards you. A hand placed at the back of your neck, lightly massaging your shoulders. "Oh my love, you're so tight."
You swallowed the lump in your throat, goose bumps running up your arms. "Well this unhealthy position I'm sitting in" you chuckled, feeling Matt slowly rub small circles, you relax at the pressure.
"Why don't you take a break?" He lowered himself, whispering in your ear. Which sent shots of life down your spine. You could already feel your body getting overly sensitive to him, to his touch. He kissed the side of your neck, "come" he whispered, pulling you with him over to the couch.
"I'm sorry, works been so busy lately and I've barely been home for you" he started, you were used to Matt not being home, "let me make it up to you?"
You raised your eyebrows, so he really was going to help you with your writing, you smirk as his attempts. He pulled you with him onto the couch, your legs on either side of him, straddling him. You trailed your fingertips down the side of his face, feeling every fadded scar and the light stubble growing in.
He moved his hands down to sit on the curve of your bum, pushing you down slightly so you could feel the ever growing bulge. You moaned, imagining him sliding in and the stretch you get every time.
"Come 'ere baby." he pulled your face down and kissed you gently. Every muscle in your body melted, and heat grew down below. AS much as you wanted to rush to devour him, this needed to be slow, present, and after all, this was research. You need to act like your main character. What would she do?
Slowly, while kissing him, you grind your hips in a motion that causes Matt to suck in a sharp air of pleasure. His hands gripped into your hips, and you snaked your arms around his neck.
"This won't do" he mumbled in-between kisses, "clothes off now"
You toss your head back in amusement, pulling your shift off and over your head. Throwing it to the corner of the room, you didn't have many clothes on to begin just an oversized tee and your panties.
Matts hands trailed up the side of your waist, the skin to skin contact making you shutter. He ran his hand over your chest, brushing lightly against your peaked nipple. You arched your back into him, wanting more.
You moved your hand up to curl a fist of his hair, gently pulling his head towards you. "Kiss me" you murmured, his lips found their way onto the side of your breast, Matt moved one of his hands down to your panties, lightly rumbling the damped patch.
"Wet for me already, Sweetheart?" He murmured, trailing kisses up your neck. You run your fingers through his hair, then back down to find the hem of his shirt to pull off.
"Matt" you barely whisper, "Baby, I've missed you"
Slowly he lowers you down, placing your back onto the blanket that drapped on the couch. Without much thought, you slid off your underwear and he did the same and the sensation of your bodies touching bare alone send you both shuttering with pleasure.
"Please" you beg, feeling your pussy tingle with excitement. You shifted around widening your legs, so Matt could level himself to your dripping pussy.
He grabbed the base of his shaft and lightly rubbed his blushing pink tip alot your clit. His pre-cum, mixing in with your arousel, you arched your back up and into him whimpering like a puppy. A low chuckle escaped Matt's lips, as he slipped in his cock.
Your brows knitted, and a small gasp erupted from your lips as you felt the walls in you stretch to accommodate for his size. He started slow - allowing you time to adjust - before increasing his speed and pumping hard enough that his tip kissed your cervix.
He rested his face in the crook of your neck, as you stretch up and out, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Fuck baby, you feel so good" Matt spoke against your flesh, "so perfe-"
You let out a moan, gripping onto a fistful of his hair. "Mm-ma-matt" you mumbled, he sat up, but kept his rhythm steady and trailed his hands up your thighs before guiding them up to your head.
Gently he pushed your thighs into your body, and another moan escaped you. Matt pounded in harder, and faster "fuck babygirl, I'm not gonna-"
You grip your hands around his forearms, digging your nails into in - a tell-tale sign for him to know you were about to come. "Oh Matty, holy f-" he began to pump harder and faster, feeling your walls clench around his cock.
"Come for me baby"
With those words, a white hot sensation flashed up through your centre, legs shaking, face tingling and your back arched up in retaliation. Your climax sent goosebumps across every inch of flesh and Matt could feel every muscle contract within you.
"Oh darling girl, I love when you come on me" Matt said, still pumping into you at a steady pace. In your relationship, you loved the hard and rough, but Matt loved the slow and gentle - both of you gave each other what you needed and wanted.
You trailed a hand down your face, your finger tips tracing his lips. The sensual touching was enough to make Matt burst his seed into you. He didn't pull out, instead laid down on you resting as you gently played with his hair.
"Was that helpful?" Matt asked,
"Hmm?" You hummed blissfully.
"For your novel" he replied,
"Oh, I forgot about that"
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Vessel 2021, series 13
📸 by glk.media
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