🍒 dc women’s reaction to you shaving. (suggestive. smut? fem!reader)
₊⊹ DIANA OF THEMYSCIRA: SUPPORTIVE
She didn’t seem like she liked what you’ve done. She looked… the exact opposite. She didn’t even believe you when you said you’ve shaved. Diana had to see if you were saying the truth to believe you completely.
And when she saw that you actually had shaved, she cleared her throat before saying anything. You bit your bottom lip as you scanned her reaction. You weren’t sure how she felt— you were sure she felt like that, too. She seemed very confused.
“Alright,” She said, her hand dove deep into her curly black hair. “You shaved your bush.” She said in a louder voice. You nodded, your teeth still stuck in your lip. Diana pressed a kiss into your kneecap. “It’s okay— not the end of the world, nor is it the end of your bush, right?”
“Yes, yes, right.” You replied, trying not to laugh.
“You make fun of me, my love, but you don’t understand how I feel about all of this right now.” A shiver went down your body when she pressed her finger on your bare pussy. “Next time you decide to do it, do not— For me, at least.”
₊⊹ TALIA AL GHUL: DISAPPOINTED
“You shaved your bush?”
You could never forget the emotions etched into her voice. The frustration was flowing through her eyes and mouth, her frown got deeper every second she thought about your action.
“Talia, my love,” You grabbed her arms lightly, shaking her a little bit to make her look at you. “I thought you’d like it.”
You tried to console her but with your words she frowned even deeper. “Have I given you the impression that I didn’t like your bush?”
“God, no,” You sighed. You felt her hand snake around you and grab your waist, pulling your body towards herself. Her breath hit your face, she was so close to you. “It’s just I wanted to try something new, something I’ve never tried before.”
Her hand on your waist was rigid, holding you right where you were. You weren’t complaining. There was nothing more you liked than being on her arms like this. “Oh, Beloved, please don’t give me a heart attack like this again.”
You kissed her cheek, pressing your lips to her skin to stop yourself from laughing at her reaction. “As you wish, my love.”
₊⊹ KARA ZOR-EL: SARCASTIC
“You shaved it?” She asked. “All of it?” She patted Krypto’s head, who had been running around for attention.
“Yes, Kara, all of it.”
Krypto finally sat down and threw his body over Kara, who didn’t look like believed you. You knew so well her relationship with your cunt, especially your bush. She loved the feeling of it brushing her skin as she ate you out. She loved it when it tangled into her fingers she was rubbing the most sensitive parts of your body. She loved—
“But why?”
“Well, I… don’t really know. Wanted to try something out I guess.”
She gently pushed Krypto to the couch and got up to get in front of you. She held your hands, pulling you closer. You could smell the scent of the city all over her. Her Supergirl suit was still on…
“My darling, beautiful, amazing lover,” Kara thought a little more adjectives but then gave up. “Please, don’t do it again.” Kara’s palm made contact with your cheek. “I miss her already.”
“Stop talking like that!” You tried to pushed her but she didn’t move. You saw her grin on her face. “You know it makes me feel weird, Kara.”
“What? Treating your body like a goddess’ statue? You know I’ll never stop doing it.”
Even though it made you burn up with embarrassment, you liked it when she did it.
Kara tickled your side, “Promise you won’t even think about it again?” She held up her pinkie in front of your face.
“Is this a threat from the big bad Supergirl?”
“Nope. But can be if you make it to be. So… promise?”
You linked your pinkie with hers and nodded. “Promise.”
₊⊹ ZATANNA ZATARA: FLIRTY
It was right before her night show that Zatanna had realized you shaved earlier that day. She couldn’t have the time to make any comments about it because of the show— but after it, she came up to you before you could even congratulate her.
“So,” She said as she caught you in between her body and her vanity. Her hands were on the table, right next to you and her face was so, so close to yours. You were burning up. “You shaved, huh?” She had a crooked smile.
What was she planning?
One of her hands flied right into your hair and her fingers twirled your hair around. “I have.” You nodded. “You’re mad or something?”
“I might be,” She shrugged. “But… I am so happy right now. So, I am not giving you what you exactly want.”
When you tried to hug her waist, you felt your hands pulled down to your sides. Her magic. Your breath got caught in your lungs— You were getting excited.
She always knew how to elicit something from you.
“And what do I exactly want, Zee?”
Her fingers in your hair carried themselves to your chin, and she held your face like it was something precious like diamonds. Your eyes were wandering in between her eyes and lips.
“You want me to be mad at you— Mad enough to punish you, maybe.” She pecked your lips. “Not tonight, baby.” Her finger slipped over your lips. “I can’t be mad at you right now, but if you really want me to be mean, I can be.”
“Oh god, Zee…” Your lips caressed her finger tip as you spoke. “I love how well you know me.”
“Can say the same about you.”
You blinked and when you opened your eyes, you were in her bed.
₊⊹ STEPHANIE BROWN: ANGRY
“You did what?” Her shouts made you laugh. You threw your head back into the pillow as you giggled at her. She gently slapped the inside of your thigh. “Stop laughing, this is murder!”
Stephanie averted her eyes from your face and checked your pussy again to understand if she was seeing wrong or not.
She was not having a nightmare. You actually, really shaved your bush.
“No…” She whispered against your now bald skin.
“Steph, it’s not that bad.” You tried to make her look at you but she didn’t look up. “Also, it will grow back.”
“You better keep it.” She pushed herself up and climbed over your body, placing herself right on top of you. Her curls were flowing down and covering your face like a curtain.
“I will, don’t worry.” You rolled your eyes when she lifted one of her brows in disbelief. “I don’t like how it is right now, so I really, really won’t.” When her pout got bigger you grabbed her cheeks. “Steph! I promise, baby.”
“Ugh, fine, fine! But if you butcher your bush again, I will put a sex ban on you.”
You sighed. “That’s fair.”
Stephanie pushed her body off of you and fell right next to you in bed. She rested her head on your chest and you played with your hair, waiting for her shock to pass.
pls don’t listen to that anon, they clearly have nothing better to do other than send baseless accusations and pathetic jabs for no reason other than to cause problems; just block their ip if they send in another ask
honestly its kinda funny... it's like bro what are you on about...
contains: poly titans, spin the bottle, f/m/m, f! oral, batsis! reader, ends kinda abruptly because i'm a little burnt out, also — froggi shoutout!!!!!!
"YOU GOTTA RUB ME THE RIGHT WAY."
You watched as the empty Heineken bottle spun round and around hoping it wouldn't land on you. Gazing as it slowed down and eventually it stilled pointing right at you. Immediately sighing and looking up at the man, seeing the wide toothy grin on his face. “Must be my lucky day…” Roy commented playfully, and crawled out towards you, his hands reaching your cheeks and holding you still as he planted a kiss on your lips. His plump lips were like cotton pillows, slightly dry but plush — his tongue snaked its way in and massaged yours, the faint taste of Heineken overloaded your senses.
“Geez, Roy…” Dick sighed, looking the other way as he couldn't bear the sight of his little sister and his best friend kissing. Roy pulled back, with a string of saliva connecting to you. He smirked while licking his lips and sat back into his spot, grinning. “What? It was just a kiss?” Roy teased, nudging his arm into Dick.
“Yeah, it was supposed to be, you didn't need to make out with her in front of everyone.” Dick bantered, his brows furrowed as he glared at Roy, who took another sip of his beer. “I can always try again.” Roy replied, shrugging his shoulders. Dick reached his hand out and placed his palm on Roy’s shoulder, “No… It's fine.”
You sighed and spun the bottle, watching it as it decided who to land on. Only for it to land on Dick, who immediately spun it again for you. This time landing on Wally, who was sitting right next to you. He blushed and leaned forward giving you a soft peck, pulling back and gazing at your lips before diving back in for another kiss. This time his lips parted, taking your bottom lip in his mouth.
Then something hit Wally — finding a beer can landing behind him. Turning around and seeing Dick scowling, and Roy cackling, “It's spin the bottle, Dick.” You got up, hands raised and backed away from the group, glancing at Donna and Kory. “Listen, I’ll leave if that makes Dick feel better.”
Kory stood up and grabbed your arms, “No! You don't have to leave! We can play Truth or Dare.” She smiled sweetly. Roy continued to cackle, “Yeah, I dare you to kiss me— Ow!” Glancing over Kory’s tall frame to see Donna hitting Roy’s shoulder. “It's okay, Kory. Dick can't handle that his sister is an adult.” You sincerely smiled and walked off to your quarters. Hearing the three men bicker with each other,
“Roy! Don't talk to my sister like that!”
“She's an adult! and hot!”
“I had eyes on her first!”
“Yeah? Well I made a move first!”
“You also fuck everyone in your vicinity!”
“No I don't!”
“You fucked everyone here!”
Lying on your plush full sized bed, staring at your laptop scrolling through tumblr as you heard a knock on the door and Roy Harper quickly coming in and shutting it behind him. “Hi gorgeous.” He seductively whispered, raising his eyebrows and smirking. “We're finally alone…” He stalks over to you, crashing on the bed.
“Roy what are y—”
Interrupted by a kiss, he puts more passion into it than earlier. His lips had Kory’s peach flavoured chapstick, and Donna’s cherry lipgloss on them. The taste of Heineken was more
prominent and the scent of cigarette smoke and pinetree lingered. You pulled back from the kiss, “Are you drunk right now?” You asked with disbelief, your eyebrows knitted. Only for him to cackle, “Yeah.” You shoved him off the bed, only for his laughing to persist.
“Oh, Miss Wayne, you're crushing my heart.”
He sat up and reached over to you, pulling your laptop into his lap. “Watcha reading?”
“Froggibus… Power trip?”
Roy looked over to you with amusement. “Oh, aren't you a dirty girl?” He reads the fanfic outloud, making sure to emphasize the smutty words. “This is great writing sweetheart, you wrote it?” He questioned looking at you, causing you to blush even harder. “No… a mutual of mine did…”
“Mutual?” Roy questioned, his brows furrowed, and shook his head muttering under his breath. “Enough of that… I wanna continue earlier…”
His lips found yours again. Sloppy kisses and Roy’s hips grinding into yours, humping the wet spot on your cotton panties. Dragging his jean-clad shaft against your dripping clothed slit, swallowing moans and whimpers that escaped your lips.
“Roy…” You moaned into his mouth, and in return he moaned yours like a prayer. “C’mon pretty girl,” He pulled away from your kiss-swollen lips and tugged at the hem of your shirt, asking permission silently to pull it off.
“Please, baby…” He mumbled, pressing soft kisses to your neck.
You nod, and whisper, “Yeah, Roy.”
He pulled it off post-haste and flung it across the room — his hands immediately finding your soft breasts and kneading them with his calloused palms, pinching your sensitive nipples. “God… You're even cuter than I imagined.” Roy huffed, his eyes devouring your entirety, tracing every inch and memorizing each imperfection.
He leaned down, his hot breath ghosting over your flesh, before capturing your peaked nipples in his mouth, suckling on it and rolling his tongue over the sensitive bead. He relished in the fact he had you underneath him, wanting and needing his affection.
After minutes of him teasing each nipple, he pulled back — his eyes glimmering with desire and excitement.
He hooked his fingers in your damp cotton panties and pulled them down. His face immediately burrowed in your glistening pussy, licking, inhaling, and sucking on your arousal. His greedy groans fill the small room as he takes care of you. His fingers found your weeping hole and slid in easily, your walls accommodating them so eagerly.
Soft moans, and the sound of your slick pussy filling the room — almost covering the sounds of knocking on your bedroom door.
Your eyes closed and within a second a gust of breeze blew into your room, flush crawled up your body as you immediately knew that you had an unexpected visitor.
“Dammit, Roy!”
Roy pulled his glistening face back from your dripping pussy, and looked over at Wally. Covered in lipstick marks, flushed and shaking his head, his eyes closed tight and his lips etched with sourness.
“Didn't get here fast enough…” Roy shrugged, while wiping his face.
“You knew I had a thing for her!”
“And? This is just sex…” Roy lazily laughed, getting off the bed slightly and reaching over to pull the blushing man closer to him. You watched as their lips met, Roy’s tongue immediately filling Wally’s mouth. Wally’s pale hand entangled in Roy’s silky straight auburn strands, and Roy’s tanned calloused fingers pulling at Wally’s pumpkin coloured loose curls.
Roy pulled back first, a trail of spit connecting the two men, and Roy lustfully asked, “Doesn't she taste great?” Wally’s eyes opened wide, and looked over at you. “What?” Roy laughed, and looked over at your flushed and panting body. Crawling over to lay next to you, “You want Wally to eat you out, baby?”
You bit your lip and nodded.
Wally’s face was almost immediately buried in your folds, causing Roy to chuckle.
“She’s sweet right, Wal?”
Wally nodded softly, not wasting a single second. His tongue vibrated as it flicked over your clit. Wally’s vibrating tongue probed your entrance, swirled around your clit and dipped inside you again. Your hands fisted in Roy’s soft auburn hair, as his calloused fingers twisted and pulled at your nipples.
Roy’s fingers left your sensitive nipples and fisted in Wally’s curls, pulling him off of your glistening cunt. “Aren't you a greedy puppy?” Roy teased, his signature smirk fueling Wally’s anger — his face was flushed and scowling, “Fuck off, Roy.” Wally wiped his face off with his long sleeved shirt, and pulled away from you and Roy.
Only for Roy to pull Wally back towards him — planting another kiss on his lips.
Helena who takes you out on midnight bike rides when you're half asleep and whining about how she never takes you out on her bike. (a blatant lie but it gets to her every time.) The wind tangles your hair as your arms stay wrapped tightly around her waist. When your fingers start teasingly sliding lower, she'll speed up, a warning she doesn't actually mean.
Helena who visibly panics when your eyes get all watery while you're cutting onions. It doesn't occur to her that it's the onions making you like this. In her head, she's fucked up somehow.
You blink away some tears while putting the knife down. Through your blurry vision, you see your girlfriend staring at you, brows furrowed, her mouth opening, then closing as if she wants to say something but isn't sure what.
"You, good, honey?" you ask, wiping a lone tear.
"Um, I'm fine…are you…?" she asks hesitantly.
"I'm always good when you're with me," you say happily, turning back to the chopping board. Her hand wraps around your wrist before you can, and she keeps you facing her. For a moment, it's silent as she looks over you.
When she's satisfied, her hand drops to her side, and her voice is steady as she speaks. "If I've done something, just tell me, kay?"
Helena who’ll teach you how to fight so you can protect yourself when she’s not around. It’s brutal at times. You’ll be panting, trying to keep up as she swings at you and you think your legs will give out. But afterwards, she’ll press a kiss to your forehead, both your cheeks, then finally, she’ll press one to your lips as if you’ve earned this.
Helena who kisses you when you start overthinking.
"Babe," Helena taps your shoulder when you've been staring at the same stop for minutes, your knee bouncing. Honestly, it's distracting her from the movie, but more importantly, you have that overthinking look she recognizes.
When all she gets in response is a hum, she'll roll her eyes, tilt your face towards her, and kiss you til you stop spiraling.
"THE NEXT THING I KNOW I'M LIKE, MANIFEST THAT YOU'RE OVERSIZED."
“How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense,”
Tongues tangling each other, your back slamming against the door, shoes being kicked off. Briefly your lips disconnect and Barry’s coat comes off, and suddenly you're standing in Barry’s bedroom.
His arm is wrapped around your waist, and his free hand goes straight to your panties pulling them down and pushing you on to the bed. His face is immediately buried in your glistening folds and his tongue is vibrating against your clit.
Your legs were spread apart with his palms. Barry’s lips were sealed around your clit, suckling and moaning against it. He lapped away like he was dying of thirst, soft moans escaping his lips. He revels in the mewls of pleasure spilling from your lips, this was the best birthday present he could ask for — to be buried in your sweet glistening cunt.
Your hands gripping his sandy blonde hair, soft mewls escaping your lips as he sucks on your twitching clit. His tongue vibrates as he loses control and patience, devouring you like it was his last meal. After he continuously overstimulated you and made you so extremely sensitive that you cried every time there was sensation on your clit, he pulled back, wiping off your arousal.
