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mysadcorner · 1 year

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DC Characters x WronglyAccused!Reader Headcanons

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Damian Wayne

• Damian wouldn’t want to believe that you actually did whatever you had been accused of, and would have a hard time believing it no matter how terrible it was. But if all the evidence pointed to you then he wouldn’t really have a choice in the matter and would have to take the logical path.

• If Damian did genuinely think that you were guilty then he would try his best to prove otherwise until he could no longer oppose the thing you were blamed of. He’d be very hurt if he couldn’t prove your innocence.

• If you decided to leave because of the accusations and felt that the environment you were in wasn’t exactly the safest or best for you then Damian would agree with your decision. He wants the team to be with people he regarded as trust worth, and if he doesn’t think you fit that category then he won’t oppose your leaving.

• This could possible even cause you to leave your vigilante or crime fighting life for a much more ordinary and mundane one. Word travels fast amongst the vigilante community so if Damian did think you were guilty, many of the other would hear about this pretty quickly too.

• When you turn out to be innocent Damian would be one of the first people to reach out to you and apologise. He finds that admitting when he’s wrong a hard thing to do but after all you’ve been through he needs to put his feelings aside and set things right.

Conner Kent

• Conner would be very surprised at anything you had been accused for as he has such a positive out look of you. So, he certainly wouldn’t believe someone’s word against yours unless there was a lot of proof or you admitted to it.

• Conner is one of the most understanding and supportive people you could ever meet, so if they genuinely thought you were guilty this would be no small thing. He wants to believe that you’re innocent no matter what, but if he has no basis for it he can’t help but chose what the others believe to be true too.

• He’d be heart broken to see you leave after how close the two of you had become, and especially as Conner doesn’t have many people there for him. Even if he wasn’t the one targeted or affected he would still feel like it was rather personal.

• If you decided to leave vigilante and hero life Conner would still find a way to be with you. Deep down he has an inclination that something wasn’t right, so even if he can’t convince you to continue he’ll still keep an eye out for you from the sidelines.

• When you are finally revealed to be innocent Conner would be overjoyed and the happiest you’d ever seen him. Straight away he would include you in the things you had been missing out on and would treat you as if nothing had ever happened to begin with.

Rachel Roth

• Raven usually takes her time when reacting to a betrayal or someone doing something she doesn’t agree with, so she isn’t quick to judge you. But when the thing you’re being accused of is serious then she does need to be wary with you.

• When Raven is finally convinced that you’re not as innocent as you’re claiming to be she will try to take charge and have something done about you and what it means for the team. She doesn’t want to make things hard between the two of you but she will always keep the safety and best interest of the team as her top priority.

• Raven would give you at least a final goodbye of you did decide to leave the team because of the accusations. She doesn’t want all of your friendship and meaningful time together to have been a waste and to end things on bad terms when she doesn’t know what could happen in the future or if you ever will come back (and she’s hoping you will).

• Raven would wait a little while before she would get back into contact with the tou if you had left a lifestyle of crime fighting. She wants you to get on your feet again, and still wants to wait until the accusations had settles.

• When you are announced to be innocent she’ll welcome you back with open arms and tries to ease you back into the team the best that she can. Ravens aware that she can’t erase everything you had been through and how the team handled things, so she tries to make up for this gradually.

Jason Todd

• Jason would firstly try to ignore the accusations and pass them off as simple rumours intended to ruin the team when he first heard the accusations. He doesn’t believe that you’re the type of person to do such things and would stick by you through a lot of it.

• If Jason did genuinely think you were guilty he he would be furious and you’d be met with an explosive response from him. He’s been betrayed and through enough hurt in his life so he has a no tolerance policy for anyone no matter how close he is to them.

• Jason would prefer you to leave more than anything if the accusations hadn’t been proven wrong or you accepted them, mainly because he needs to put himself first. He cares for you deeply but the thought of you being guilty makes him feel personally betrayed and lied to by you.

• You may not hear about how Jason is if you leave the vigilante lifestyle, but he would be raining terror on all the criminals and villains he could get his hands on. As said earlier, he’s pretty angry about it and needs an outlet for all that he’s feeling.

• Jason would get rather emotional and may even cry to you in private if you come back after being proven innocent. He hates the feeling of abandonment and hates himself for thinking that he abandoned you when all along you were innocent.

Garfield Logan

• Garfield would be in complete shock when he hears about the accusations targeted towards you. His first inclination is to protect you and keep the accusations away for as long as he can so you don’t get hurt as much.

• If Garfield had thought that you were guilty or had no way of proving otherwise then he’d try to get a response on the situation from you directly. He’d talk to you for a while about it and believe the things you say, but he can only support you for so long in a situation like this.

• Garfield would miss you a lot if you ever left, and would almost feel like a state of grieving for him. You’re one of the closest people he is to, so your presence not being there has a detrimental affect on his happiness.

• If the accusations become to harsh and you have no way of calming the situation other than leaving the team then Garfield would mois you dearly. He’d wish to be with you and spend some quality time with you again even though he knows he can’t because he knows that you’ve never done anything bad to him or the team.

• When you’re finally proven innocent the. Garfield will rush to you as fast as possible and would act almost like a lost puppy who has found their owner again. He knew deep down that the things said couldn’t be true and is ready to get justice for what you’ve been put through any time that you’re ready.

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kimberly-spirits13 · 4 months

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Have you considered writing one where Batboys or Superboy(Kon-el) meets an Anodite if you've already written one where Damian meets a reader who owns an Omnitrix

I haven't thought it this but that would be interesting.

he'd probably be freaked out about the form of it but then chill about it

he thinks that the abilities and powers of your form are cool and wants to know about the planet that it comes from

how did you inherit the powers? Are you from Anodyne?

He probably asks something stupid like if you're naked in full Anodite form and makes jokes about it

"BABE PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" *bursts into a fit go giggles*

he likes that you'd be free spirited and kind of live to the beat of your won drum since he's like that

It is important that you have some moral compass but he just respects that you're not bound by the confines of society

it's comforting that you'd live long since he will too and he doesn't want to lose you any time soon

He'd be up for going on so many adventures all over the universe or even just going to like six flags

definitely loves the independent nature of the Anodites and relates to it personally

since it also takes time to fully master your powers, he understands that sometimes you'd be frustrated and need space since you'd feel like you aren't getting anywhere with it

It can take a really long time to master your abilities and sometimes that's discouraging but he reminds you that he's there for a really long time

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geowrites03 · 2 years

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Kisses

Conner Kent x Reader

Summary: Literally just Conner Kent being needy because i wanted to write a tiny drabble.

“Oh, come on, are you seriously going to get upset because of a joke? I’m sorry!” He rolled his eyes at me and got up to leave. I tried to stop him from getting but he seemed pretty persistent on getting up so I laid back down and rolled over facing the wall. “Fine then, goodbye.”

“Bye.” He opened and closed the door but I knew he was still here. I try to hide my smile from him when he hugs me from behind and kisses my neck. I laugh and cover my face so he couldn’t attack it with smaller kisses. “Move your hands.”

“No!” It came out with little giggles all while being muffled by smushing my hands into my face to keep him from lifting them away. He was trying to be gentle and not use his super strength. He managed to leverage two fingers from each of my hands off of my face before I turned and buried my head in a pillow.

He pulled the pillow out from under my face and turn it so he could kiss me. I finally sat up and faced him. He was quick to cup my cheeks and give me a final peck on the lips. “Happy now Conner?”

“Very.” He chuckled and pulled me down with him to lie down on his chest.

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dickmedowndc · 2 years

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Storming in the Streets - Conner "Kon" Kent x Reader

Word Count: 1,863

Summary: Kon sees someone under a shop awning – while a storm rages around them. Thinking they may need to get to their destination dry, he offers his jacket to help them. Too bad the storm has other plans.

Notes: I have never written for Kon before. Also, this was technically my first attempt in years writing an “x reader” but I was only ever motivated to write it when there was a literal summer storm going on outside.

Part II here

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“Hey, are you alright?”

At the sound of the voice behind you, your head whips around – not the best decision considering how tired you are and the way it seems to make the world spin despite your body remaining rooted where you stand. It takes another minute before you remember you were asked a question, and the man in front of you is waiting patiently for your answer. You squint, assessing the situation before you decide to answer. “I’m alright.”

“You’ve been standing here for the last, like, 15 minutes, do you need any help?”

Before you even get the chance to answer there is a crack of thunder above you, drowning out any words you may speak. There is a simple word on the tip of your tongue: no. No, you do not need any help, thank you. But that would be a lie – you’re dead on your feet, with too many bags to drag behind you and into your apartment during a raging storm. The storm would be fine on a regular day – but you’re already bone tired and the thought of water seeping through your clothes is an unpleasant one at best. Finally finding your voice, you give him an answer. “Honestly, I’m not sure that I can get all these bags back to my apartment. Not without something breaking.”

He seems to think for a moment, and somewhere in the back of your mind something says he looks familiar. You find it on the tip of your tongue and then he flashes a smile and just like that the thought it gone. “I can help you carry them back,” he shrugs, standing a little straighter and that same smile plastered on his face, “if you’d like the help.”

You need the assistance, really, and with the sun starting to set your options are dwindling as is. But inviting a stranger back to your apartment is certainly not in the top 10 list of ‘best ideas’ and you know that much. Your apprehension must have shown because the stranger’s voice breaks you from your thoughts once more.

“I can give you my name, and you can send a picture to someone you know, to be on the safe side if that’s what you’re worried about.”

You hum for a moment, thinking it over. “Y/N.”

“Kon – well, Conner. But everyone calls me Kon.” He shifts closer as you pull out your phone, still waiting patiently. Once more you ignore the feeling of familiarity, instead turning your back to him and holding the camera up for a selfie – some morbid part of your mind chimes you may as well have an updated photo if you go missing. If it bothers him, he says nothing about it. Instead, he gives a charming smile, long enough for you to take the picture and send it off to one of your friends, before slipping the device back into your pocket.

Turning back to him, you already have a few of the bags on your arms. “I can grab a few more really quick.” Rather than reach for a bag, you find him taking off his jacket instead before stepping closer, draping it over your shoulders.

“Don’t worry, I can carry the rest of them,” he assures, picking them up before you have a moment to protest. It takes you longer than you care to admit for your brain to reboot, and when it does, you’re flustered. Enough so he notices because his charming smile is threatening to give way to an amused smirk. You can see it in his eyes.

“Don’t you need your jacket though? It’s raining.”

“I think you could use it more right now.”

He says it like it’s the easiest thing in the world, and the thought of staying somewhat dry is too compelling. Enough so that you set your bags down so you can properly slip the jacket on instead.

“Thank you,” you murmur, gathering your bags back up. You swear they’re lighter than they were just a moment ago – enough to notice – and you think he may have more bags on his arm than he did before you were distracted. You decided not to ask about it. Making your way out into the rain, with him following, you are determined to reach your apartment before you end up looking like a wet cat. Especially with the attractive guy walking beside you.

It is 5 minutes into the walk, you’re already wet, and so is Kon – not that you mind too much with the way his shirt is clinging to him – but you do feel a bit bad about it. Luckily, you can see your apartment building just ahead. “We’re almost there, it’s that one, with the crumpled sign next to it.”

“See, and nothing bad happened just because I’m not wearing a jacket.”

The absolute confidence in his voice makes you laugh and you turn to look at him. “Careful, we haven’t made it there yet.”

“I am 100% promising you that we’ll make it inside alright.”

“What, you wanna bet on it?”

“Let’s make it a bet.”

And as if the world had the same sense of humor as you, or was determine to prove Kon wrong, a car came screeching past you. Being on the sidewalk, neither of you paid too much attention to it, until it hit the large puddle of standing water as it came rushing up on you.

Faster to react than you, Kon turned his back to the wall of water that came crashing down, shielding you and the bags you had both been carrying to the best of his ability.

Freeing one of your hands and wiping the water out of your eyes you looked back up at Kon who now stood soaked to the bone. Grinning, and unable to help yourself, you quip up at him, “I think I won the bet.”

He stops and looks at you for a moment, seeming to process your words before a smile breaks out across his face and he laughs. “Yeah, alright, you win this one.”

“Come on, I can get you a towel when we get inside.” You pick your bags back up before ushering him forward. As if the rain had not been trying its hardest, the car had certainly soaked him enough. You had to stifle a laugh, careful not to compare him to a wet kitten the way he looked beside you now.

Ignoring the annoyed glare from the lobby receptionist, the pair of you headed straight for the elevator which remained empty thankfully. You manage to reach the front door of your apartment with ease, fishing your keys out of your pocket before halfway stumbling inside, your arms already tired from the bags you had been hauling before letting the majority of them hit the floor with a thunk, the delicate bags (which you had made sure to hold onto) being set on the table instead. Kon followed your lead, still dripping a small ocean’s worth of water onto your hardwood floor. Cringing at the thought of waiting longer, and feeling cold yourself you asked him to stay put for a moment before you vanished into the bathroom, reemerging with a towel. “You can get dried off if you want, and there are some extra towels. First door on the right.”

A look of relief shone through and he mumbled a quick thank you, carefully taking the towel before disappearing into the bathroom.

Discontent with leaving it at that, you scamper off to find your clean laundry, knowing you had to have some clothes that may fit him. You had enough comfy, oversized shirts and sweats. Now on a mission, you dug through what you had, ignoring the nagging that reminded you that you would have to clean it back up later. Finally, you got a hold of a pair of pants and a shirt, one you’re guessing will be able to fit him. Content with the choice you make your way back down the hall and knock on the door, Kon opening it just enough to peak out at you.

“I figured it’s not much good to get dry and then get back into soaked clothes. I think these should fit you just fine.”

“Thanks again – but are you sure?”

“Well, I also appreciate my floor not turning into a pool, so yes.”

With a hum of agreement, he took the clothes from you and shut the door again.

Satisfied, you threw your own towel over your shoulders and cleared one of the bags out so he could put his soaked clothes inside, fishing out an umbrella as well. No sense in giving him clean clothes only to get soaked again on his walk back home. When you hear the door open you look up and meet his eyes and find your breath catching in your throat.

He looked good – and maybe you had misjudged the size of the clothes, but you were not about to complain, you reasoned, when he stepped out.

Flustered, you handed the umbrella over to him.

“Oh, my thanks for saving you from the wall of water?”

You laugh despite yourself at his joke, seeing the amused grin on his face growing at your response. “Something like that, yeah.”

The next few minutes were spent gathering his things, assuring him once more you would be alright without the umbrella. Though he seemed more than happy to leave it with you, you wanted him to stay at least a little dry while he made his way back out. Finally ready, the pair of you shuffled to the door, with you lingering in the threshold as he turned back around – now standing in the apartment's hallway.

Maybe it was your eyes playing tricks on you, but you could almost swear he looked flustered for a moment before he was brandishing that same confident smile once more. “Maybe I could give you my number then – so I can return the umbrella later.”

Taking the dive and rocking on the balls of your feet you shot back, “maybe we could get a coffee together too?”

You decided then and there that the sun would cower in shame if it ever saw the way he lit up at your question. “I was hoping we could,” he chimed handing his phone over with a new contacts page open.

You put your name and number in before handing the device back.

“I should get going now though. I'm sure you have things to do and I have some errands to finish.”

“Feel free to message and we can talk a bit later.”

“Oh, I will. I’ll talk to you later.” He winked, pulling another laugh from you, before turning to make his way back outside into the storm.

Content with all that had happened, you bounded back inside, making sure to lock the door behind you before looking for your phone – you needed to let your friend know you were okay, or you would never hear the end of it.

Unlocking the device, you almost choked on air when you see the text notification:

1 unread message: ‘IS THAT SUPERBOY?!?!’

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mlm-writer · 2 years

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Sex-Ed pt. 3 (Conner Kent x M/GN!Reader)

Pairing: Conner Kent (YJ ver.) x Male/Gender Neutral Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 818 POV: Second Summary: Today’s lesson: vibrator. Note: Part one was strictly male reader, but part two and this part has ended up being gender neutral. All parts can be read as a stand-alone. Tags: bluetooth vibrator, established relationship, kind of fluffy, defo dom reader but like a soft dom, experienced reader and no reader orgasm (aka anorgasmia friendly)

The sheets wrinkled underneath you, as you sat down across from your boyfriend. You crossed your legs and held up the device you got from the box at the foot of your bed. “Here we go,” you mused, “I told you I had one.”

Conner stared at the stick-like device with wide eyes. You pressed it into his hands, so he could take a look himself. “So… this is a vibrator?” You hummed and watched him inspect your toy as if he was investigating a crime. He pressed the buttons, surprised nothing happened. You took it from him and turned it on for him.

“Wait, this is a fancy one. It comes with an app.” You left him on your bed to grab your phone from your desk. When you turned on the toy, Conner was still holding it and he got a little startled, dropping it onto your mattress. He apologised for dropping it and picked it right back up. You tried to hold your laugh as Conner regarded your toy with the same wariness as that of someone who discovered a new frog with no knowledge of whether it was poisonous or not.

“Give me your hand.” You sat down across from him and took the toy from him. With his hand palm up resting in yours, you pressed the vibrating end of the toy on the palm of his hand. “Now imagine this on your cock.” He stared at the place where the toy was pressed against his hand and then looked up at you.

“I uh… Kind of have a hard time imagining it.” An impish grin appeared on your face. With a raise of your eyebrows, you made an inquiry that got answered with shock, then curiosity. “Well… I’ve come to like hands-on demonstrations from you very much.”

You scoffed and told him to get comfortable. You turned the toy off for now and went to the bathroom to give it a quick washdown. When you came back, Conner was lying on your bed in his birthday suit… well… he didn’t really have a… nevermind.

Anyway, he was naked; butt naked and spread out like it was his bed. You sat down next to him, looking down at his handsome face and delectable body. “I will never get enough of the sight of you,” you sighed, while you turned the toy on the lowest setting. You ran it up his leg, missing his sensitive bits and then up his chest. By the time you rested it against his nipple, Conner was visibly twitching in anticipation. “Excited?”

You grinned, when he confirmed your suspicion with a simple nod. “Please, I wanna know how it feels,” he whispered. He knew very well that you loved hearing him plead. You rid him of his underwear and gently pressed the vibrator against his semi-hard cock. He twitched upon contact, but relaxed within a second. “That’s… interesting,” he spoke softly, looking down at the toy with fascination.

You took his hand and wrapped it around the toy. “It is best that you hold it. That way you can just hold it away, when it is too much.” Conner hummed in reply. You let go of his hand and watched him stroke his cock with one hand, the other pressing the vibrator against different parts of him. You held your phone in hand. Once you noticed Conner being pretty comfortable with the toy, you started playing with intensity.

It was like you had a remote controller for Conner’s voice. He loved putting the vibrator under his balls, while he stroked his cock. He loved the intensity about halfway, when he pressed it against the head of his cock. Less and he would complain and beg for more. Too much and he would whine loudly, before taking the toy away. You did notice he endured the higher setting longer and longer.

You were changing the intensity every few seconds, while Conner held the toy against the underside of his cock, right at the frenulum. His hips were bucking and he moaned through his teeth. You thought you could tease him like that forever, but then Conner’s body tensed up and quite unexpectedly, he painted his abs, chest and face with his own seed. A moan caught in his throat as he held the vibrator in place with a shaking arm.

After the most intense orgasm you had seen from him, you turned the toy off and Conner sunk into the mattress like a puppet with its strings cut. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths. You crawled closer to him and pushed the hair out of his eyes. “So, I assume the vibrator is approved?” Conner let out a breathy laugh and raised his thumb up, before letting it fall like there was not a sliver of energy left in him. “Good, because I also got an insertable one.”

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writethrough · 1 year

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I have the urge to write fics for Conner Kent from Titans after watching season four. Even though I have a shit-ton of WIP and requests to do.

#i need to be stopped #why am i like this #please don’t encourage me #but do #conner kent #dc comics #dc titans #dc titans conner kent #conner kent imagine #conner Kent fluff #conner Kent fanfic #conner Kent angst #conner kent x reader #conner Kent x you #conner Kent x y/n

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lunasfics · 7 months

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Found Family - Preview

summary: In which Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent engage in a custody battle over a clone created from both their DNA, or, in which you get saved from a lab and gain two new families who would move mountains for you.

pairing: Bat Family x f! Reader, Supers x f! Reader

full fic is posted here!

a/n: hihihi :) here is a preview of something I've been working on, hopefully it'll be posted in a few days, I hope you like it!

reblogs are appreciated!!

Clark sat in silence in the batcave, Conner standing to his left, his eyes wide as he stared at you, possessing some features belonging to both he and Bruce, and other features that seemed to be entirely your own.

You stared back, that same stoic nature radiating off of you that radiates off the Batman, however, he noted the defensive look in your eyes, one so similar to the one he saw in Conner when he first met him. He eyed your suit, noting the familiar “S” symbol, only it was a burgundy color, a combination of the Batman and Superman emblems, and he was utterly confused.

He looked over at Bruce, still in his bat suit, his cowl pulled off, “Bruce, what the hell is going on?”

“I had to call you here because Luthor decided to create another clone. I did the DNA test, Clark, she’s a combination of both our DNA” Bruce looked at him, Dick and Damian standing to his right. It was silent for a moment, you felt like a guinea pig, the way they all stared at you. It made you angry.

Conner was the first to speak to you, stepping forward before opening his mouth, choosing his words carefully, “What’s your name?”

You responded immediately, it felt automatic. “Experiment attempt number one. Code G6B24. I was made to be the future killer of the Batman and the Kryptonian.”

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blackbirdi · 14 days

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Tired

Brief Description: You're tired and your boyfriend's making sure you're getting to sleep.

Point of View: 2nd Person

Word Count: 454

Character: Character not specified; Multifandom x Reader, whatever character you so desire x Reader

It was movie night, like every Friday night, and you and your boyfriend had just sat down to pick something to watch.

As your boyfriend was scrolling through your movie options, out of the corner of his eyes he saw you yawn. He smiles like a lovesick fool at how cute you look when tired.

Turning to you, he chuckles quietly asking, "Tired, baby?"

"Extremely," you reply in a soft voice, leaning against his side.

He throws an arm over your shoulders, pulling you onto his lap. You shift slightly, trying to find a comfortable position before you lean your head against his chest.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" he asks you softly, brushing your hair out of your eyes.

You shrug, answering, "I don't know."

He rolls his eyes affectionately at you, pressing his lips to your temple, which only causes you to melt into his embrace more.

"What was the last time you saw on the clock?" your boyfriend rephrases his question.

Your eyebrows furrow together in thought, your boyfriend's heart melts just a little bit more at the sight. God, you're gorgeous.

He never thought he could fall in love before, let alone this in love. Every little thing you've done and will continue to do since he met you has only made his heart beat stronger for you.

"One twenty ... something," you respond.

Your boyfriend's arms tighten around you, holding you closer as he asks in worry, "You went to bed that late?"

With a small giggle, you reply, "I went to bed like two hours after that."

He makes a sound between a sigh and a laugh, bringing you closer to his chest as he presses a series of kisses to your face.

"Baby, you need to sleep more," he gently scolds you, smiling down at you with that same lovesick smile.

"I know," you whisper back, nuzzling your face into his chest.

Getting a sudden idea, your boyfriend twists around on the couch, laying down across it as he settles you onto his chest.

"How about we play the movie as background noise so you can sleep?" he suggests, running his hand through your hair as you snuggle deeper into his chest.

"Sounds good," you mumble, yawning once more.

He kisses the top of your head, clicking on your favourite movie as his arms encircle your waist, keeping you close.

"I love you," he mutters, nuzzling his face into your hair, smiling at the smell of your shampoo.

God, he was whipped.

"I love you too, sweetheart," you mumble back, closing your eyes as the feeling of your boyfriend's finger running through her hair and the warmth of his embrace lulls you to sleep.

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thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels · 5 months

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Please just stay with me tonight (and please don't let tomorrow come)

and I will do the best I can, with the little that I know - series masterlist here

pairing: tim drake x reader x conner kent

length: 1.2k

genre: fluff, comfort, light light angst

warnings: coming of age story babey. timmy and kon are trying so hard to grow up well. so is reader. they're falling in looove but they're all stupid

a/n: oh look another new verse cool cool cool

It's summer in Metropolis; the sun is beginning to set, slowing down over the horizon to bathe the world in a pink, hazy glow. You, Kon, and Tim are slouched on the couch of your new apartment, boxes piled high around the three of you.

"You know…" you begin, sagging against Tim.

"We can always unpack tomorrow," Kon finishes for you. You hum in agreement and roll your head over Tim's shoulder to look up at him.

"Yea," he huffs tiredly, "yea, I'm good with that."

"We should go out," you say, sitting up and ignoring the grumbled complaints of Kon as you jostle him where he was settling in against your shoulder. "The fair is best this time of day. Come on, please?" Kon and Tim exchange a love-struck glance as you look up at them - a glance that maybe you would notice if you weren't so busy pouting at them. A glance maybe the two of them would be aware of if they weren't so busy each trying to hide the fact that they're so in love with you.

"Alright," Tim says, pulling himself off the couch. "I'll figure out which of these boxes we put our boards in…"

By the time the three of you were skateboarding down to the boardwalk, you were all trying desperately not to think of the mess you'd left while you tore through boxes trying to find what you needed, and you were giggling quietly to yourself at the whole ordeal.

"Stop laughing like that," Kon says, but his voice gives away his own laughter, "it's not funny, we're going to have to clean that up later."

"Yea, yea," you say, waving your hand dismissively. "Tomorrow, though. Tonight I get to just eat funnel cakes and drink slushies until I can't stand anymore and need you to carry me home." Tim snorts at your words.

"Oh, yea, that's romantic," he says sarcastically, but neither he nor Kon misses the blush that spreads across your cheeks at his words, although you do your best to hide it as you pull up to the fair on your boards.

"Hmm, nope, not quite. Try again - you never know, maybe the eighth time it'll work," you comment lazily, taking a bite out of your funnel cake as you watch Tim and Kon fail spectacularly at one of the fair games.

"You try it then," Kon quips back, trying to shove the ball at you. You dodge him, though, moving to hide behind Tim.

"Nuh uh… they're rigged, Kon. That's why neither of you can win." You laugh as Tim scoffs at your words, snatching the ball from Kon and aiming at the stack of pins.

"We'll win," he says stubbornly. When the ball misses yet again, he turns to you, hands on his hips. "How many of those have you eaten?"

"Beautiful subject change, Timmy. This is my last one, I promise," you say, curling your hand around Tim's elbow so that you can drag him away from the game, Kon following behind. "Here, Kon, help me finish this. It's almost dark out and we need slushies." Kon grins at you and takes the rest of the funnel cake from your hand, letting you continue to pull the two of them through the fair.

"Cheer up, Tim," he says, mouth full. "You know this next part is the best."

"You were right, Kon… this is the best." Tim's words are quiet, his eyes trained on the horizon where the last light of the sun dips over the water, blanketing the three of you in darkness. You rub your hand on your jeans, the condensation from your slushie making your fingers cold.

"Aw, you getting all sentimental on us?" Kon croons, slushie straw still in his mouth as Tim scoffs and jostles his shoulder, mumbling a shut up under his breath. You lean back on your hands, feet swinging over the edge of the pier as you listen to the other two.

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" You ask softly. The other two look at you.

"We said we'd do this when we all finally moved in together. We sat right here on this pier when we agreed that the next time we all met up in Metropolis, it would be to build a home together. Of course this is right," Tim says pointedly. You huff, keeping your eyes focused on the rippling water underneath the three of you, watching the way the waves hit the wooden supports and dissolve back into the darkness.

"No, I mean… are we doing the right thing? Like, being here, I mean, and - and doing all of this together… how do we know we're growing up right?" The two of them are silent in response, Tim frowning, eyes forward, while Kon stares intently at you. "I feel like we're standing on our own feet for the first time," you continue, "and if we trip ourselves up - or, even worse, if we trip one another up… I just - I don't know if we're doing this all wrong."

"I don't know if there's a right way to grow up," is Kon's quiet response, his voice more serious than you're used to. "I know that's… not the response you want. I know you take a lot of pride in squaring your shoulders and planting your feet and knowing that you're doing the right thing and headed in the right direction - and that's something I love about you. You always know… you know who you are and what you're doing and where you're going. Honestly, I… I really envied you for a while because of that. But… I think this might just take some stumbling. That's why we're doing it together - if you fall, we'll catch you. If one of us falls, you'll catch us. We've got each other." Kon smiles after his speech and you think, for a brief moment, that the sun's come out again, reversed time just to shine on you one last time before you're all adults. But it's just Kon - Kon with his sunshine smile and unwavering faith. Kon, with his feet planted so firmly and his posture so steady - and you realize that you envy him for the very thing that he envies about you. Funny how that works.

"What if we do trip one another up?" Tim says, hands clenched in his lap. "What if you're right and when one of us stumbles, we just take the other two down with us?" You reach over at Tim's words - at the tense strain in his voice, and tangle your hand in his so that you can silently coax his fingers to relax.

"Maybe Kon's right…" you say softly. "I'm sure we will mess up. We'll make mistakes and we'll argue and then we'll make up again. None of this is going to be perfect - we're not perfect, despite our best efforts. Maybe it's time we learn to make some mistakes." You smile gently, squeezing Tim's hand in your own. Kon grins at your declaration and Tim sighs, tipping his head back to stare up at the sky, the stars beginning to shine ever so slightly through the haze of the city lights.

"Yea…" he says wistfully. "Maybe it is time for us to learn how to make some mistakes."

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roses-r-rosie3 · 6 months

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Love Is Embarrassing

Conner Kent x M!Reader

Warnings: Angst, swearing, cheating, jealous!Conner

Summary: The reader falls for someone quickly and proclaims his love to his friends (including Connor), and Connor can’t help but to feel a bit jealous of the guy, but the reader ends up having his heartbroken by the person he thought was "the one”. And while Connor is comforting the reader, he ends up confessing his feelings.

A/n: Sorry if this feels rushed, I don’t really know how to do the “Barista and Customer” plot

Quote: “Don’t worry about it y/n, anyone would be lucky to have you. If him or his parents can’t see that then they don’t deserve you”

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You and the rest of the members of the young justice were hanging out in the kitchen area after you were done training for the day and you asked them if they wanted anything from your favorite coffee place. You asked them to text you what they wanted before you left.

When you got there, you noticed that there was a new worker there, and he was really cute. When it was your turn to order, the two of you immediately made eye contact, which caused you to blush really hard.

“May I take your order?” The guy smiled.

“Oh uh- yeah, sorry, can I get (some random coffee order)” you stuttered.

“Of course! Can I get a name for that?” The guy asked.

“Y/n”

“That’s a beautiful name, mine is Carlos” the guy smirked.

You felt yourself burning up, no way that this hot barista was flirting with you! Soon enough, your order was called and you came up and grabbed your drinks, and they guy gave you one last wink before you left the store. Everyone noticed how happy you were as soon as you walked into the cave.

“You guys would never guess what happened!” You beamed as you placed the drinks down on the table.

Everyone eagerly grabbed their drinks and listened to your story.

“So, when I was getting the drinks, there was a cute barista there and…”

Conner twitched when he heard that. He’s liked you for while, and hearing you describe how cute the guy was made his heart hurt, but he decided to keep listening.

“He asked me for the name of the order, and when I gave him my name he said it was a beautiful name! Oh! And he gave me a wink when I left!” You gleamed.

“Yeah, and it looks like he likes you so much that he gave you his number too” Artemis smiled as she pointed at the cup that Conner was drinking.

Conner nearly choked, and he quickly checked the cup to see that Artemis wasn’t lying. He was livid, he couldn’t take it, his heart couldn’t take it, so he slammed the cup onto the table and left the room, leaving everyone sitting there in silence and confusion. You quickly got up from the sofa followed him.

“Conner? Are you okay? Did I say something to offend you?” You asked as Conner walked further down the hall.

Conner tried his best to avoid you, turning corners, picking up his pace, and even running at one point, but you were consistent. As you finally caught up to him, you asked him once again.

“Conner can you please tell me what I did wro-”

“CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!” Conner yelled as he quickly went inside his room and slammed the door.

You were left there confused and a little heartbroken, why would he act like this? Did you do something wrong? You sighed before you walked back to the lounge area where everyone still sat.

“What’s up with him?” Wally asked.

“I don’t know” you sighed.

Fast forward a few months, and you and Carlos have been dating 2 months. You constantly talked about him to everyone, telling everyone how good of a boyfriend he was. Conner was heartbroken, it should’ve been him that you were talking about! What did that Carlos guy have that he didn’t!

You were currently talking about how has asked you to meet his parents that day and you wanted everyone to help you look your best. As much as Conner was jealous of Carlos, he still wanted you to be happy. But all of a sudden he heard a knock on his door. When he opened it, it was you.

“Hey Con.. I know you aren’t the biggest fan of Carlos.. but I just need your advice on some stuff. I just… I don’t know.. I love him but I’m already meeting his parents after such a short amount of time. What if his parents think I’m not good enough for him, what if he thinks I’m not good enough” you sighed.

“Don’t worry about it y/n, anyone would be lucky to have you. If him or his parents can’t see that then they don’t deserve you” Conner reassured.

“Thank you so much Conner, I needed that” you said as you pulled Conner in for a hug.

The hug was warm, Conner took in the scent of your cologne as he hugged you, he never wanted to let go of you, he wanted you to be his. After you were done hugging him, you said goodbye to him before leaving his room to say goodbye to everyone else.

After you left Conner immediately broke down. Why? Why would fate do this to him? You meant everything to him. He wanted you to be his. Why did you go to the coffee shop that day? What if you didn’t go to that day? Would he have ended up with you instead of Carlos? In the middle of his breakdown, Conner heard another knock on his door.

“Come in” Conner said as he cleared his throat and wiped his tears from his face.

When the door opened, a figure stood there, it was M’gann.

“What are you doing here?” Conner asked.

“I know how you feel for y/n, I know how you feel about him dating Carlos, and I also heard you crying” M’gann confessed.

“W-what do you mean? I wasn’t crying. I’m very happy for y/n and Carlos. I hope they’re happy” Conner lied.

“I can tell from the tone of your voice that you’re lying, and I can read minds” M’gann said.

“Why?! Why did y/n have to end up with him! It should’ve been me! I wish y/n never went to that damn coffee shop that day!” Conner sobbed as M’Gann tried to comfort him.

You were waiting for hours, parked outside of Carlos’s apartment to pick him up. You tried calling him countless times. At first, you just thought maybe he was getting ready but it was well passed the time you agreed to go meet his parents at. So you got out of your car and used the spare key he gave you for emergencies only.

When you walked inside, it was silent at first. Oh no! What if he drove there himself and now he’s just waiting for you! But that wouldn’t even be possible since you saw his car in the parking lot. As you got closer to his room, you started to hear noises, like banging sounds.

What if he’s cheating on you… no.. you can’t think that way! As you got closer and closer to the door, your heart started to beat faster and faster. When you finally opened the door, you saw him on top of another guy. You stood there in shock, you didn’t know what to say.

The guy who you thought was the love of your life, the guy who you thought you would get married to, he was in bed with someone else! It didn’t take long until Carlos realized you were in the room.

“Y/n! I can explain! This isn’t what it looks like!” He explained.

Tears started to build up in your eyes, all the memories of you and him flooding through your head. You started to sob before you walked back to your car. Carlos chased after you, trying to catch up to you. You were at the door of your car, and then you felt a hand grab your arms.

“Baby please, I love you more than anything! Please! Just let me explain!” Carlos pleaded.

“Explain what?! That you didn’t mean to cheat on me! I was supposed to meet your parents today! I was so anxious to meet your parents! I got ready the whole day just to impress them!” You cried.

“I’m so sorry y/n just give me another chance!” Carlos begged.

“Let go of me, I’m going home” you said coldly.

“Fine then! Go! I was only using you anyway! I never even loved you! That guy was better in bed than you could ever be!” Carlos yelled.

Your heart broke when you heard those words come out of his mouth, but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing your reaction, so you drove off. When you finally arrived back inside the cave, everyone saw your puffed eyes, and they immediately tried to ask you what went wrong but you ignored them and went straight to your room.

Everyone was worried for you, especially Conner. What did that Carlos guy or his family do to you that made you that sad?

“I’ll check up on him” Conner said before he headed to your room.

Conner knocked on your door before opening it.

“Go away” you said as you tried to wipe your tears.

“You don’t need to tell me what happened if you don’t want to y/n” Conner said as he tried comforting you.

You sobbed into Conner’s chest, soaking his shirt with your tears.

“He cheated on me” you sobbed.

WHAT?! That Carlos guy better pray that Conner doesn’t ever see him.

“I’m so sorry y/n” Conner said as you sobbed.

“He said that he was only using me and that he didn’t love me! What did I do wrong? I wasn’t good enough for him. I don’t deserve hi-”

“NO! I won’t do this anymore! Y/n L/n I will not just sit here and listen to you bad talk yourself! You’re perfect in any and every way! Any guy would be the luckiest guy in the world to be with you! You’re nice, you’re caring, you’re handsome, and you put everyone else before you! You’re perfect! That’s why I fell in love with you!” Conner blurted out before pulling you in for a kiss.

The kiss was slow and sweet. Conner’s hands were around your head and body, pulling you closer to him, while he caressed your cheek. When the two of you finally broke the kiss, you looked into each other’s eyes. You once thought of Conner as just a good friend, but now you see him as the love of your life.

“Would you want to be my boyfriend y/n?” Conner asked.

“Of course” you smiled before pulling him in for another kiss.

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mysadcorner · 1 year

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DC Characters x Ignored!Reader Headcanons

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Damian Wayne

• You leaving because you’ve been let down and ignored would probably be one of the last things Damian expects you to do. He always thought you’d be together always so to find you gone would be a huge shock.

• Once Damian realises that it’s his fault that you left he’d be insanely guilty about it, to the point that it would seep into everything he did until you came back. He’d look back on the way he behaved and consider what he could do to possible make things right.

• Damian wouldn’t care that you had lost your powers or if anything else has happened but he would acknowledge that he has been quite neglectful of you recently. He learns from this mistake and strives to do better for you and everyone else who may end up in a similar situation.

• He would panic internally a lot when he realises that you’ve left without any notice and when others weren’t around to stop you. However, on the outside he’d be calm and collected to try and keep himself as settles as possible in order to get you back in the quickest and most efficient way.

• Damian would be apologising for a long while if he managed to convince you to come back to him after what happened. He’d do it through small acts of service and making sure you were always kept company and included so you never had to feel that way ever again.

Conner Kent

• Conner would be very surprised and I’m shock when he finds that you’ve left and he panics very quickly. This causes him to think rashly and because of this he doesn’t realise what’s caused to to leave until he’s had time to calm down properly.

• He would be very loud about his guilt and everyone would have to get involved just to stop him from going out and getting himself hurt in the attempt of getting you back or apologising. He’d be miserable and wouldn’t be able to take part in missions or dealing with bad guys until the situation is fixed.

• Conner wouldn’t care about your powers being lost or any other problems the two of you may be having, he knows plenty of strong people without powers so it doesn’t matter to him at all. But he is childish sometimes so he does realise that he may not be the most supportive person at times even though he does want to be.

• The fact that you left without notice would be the most concerning aspect to Conner. He would automatically assume that something terrible happened to you while no one was there to help, and because of this others with suspect something awful happening too.

• Once he’s able to bring you back and apologise you won’t be hearing the end of it for a while. He’s constantly telling you how sorry he is and how he’ll try to do better in order for you to stay and to make things up for you. He’s like a puppy and will do his best to prove himself to you.

Rachel Roth

• The fact that you’ve clearly left on purpose makes Raven deeply upset and she blames herself entirely for it. She’s not the type of person to push blame onto others so she fully accepts that she had a part in it.

• Guilt would be on their mind a lot if they really were the reason (or at least a part of) why you left. No one would be able to reassure Raven until you had made it clear that you weren’t on bad terms with her or forgave her for the situation.

• Raven wouldn’t know how to cope without her own powers, she would be completely lost due to the new life she’s used to. So when she realises this she then realised how insensitive she may have been and plans to be much more gentle to you about it in the future.

• Usually if someone goes missing along the group it’s because something has happened to them and this is what she would first presume when she finds you gone. After seeing your belongings gone to then she’s filled with dread knowing that you’ve been pushed away so much that you felt that leaving was your only good option.

• Raven would want you to talk things through together once she’s found where you are so that you can come to a mutual understanding. Her biggest concern would be that you didn’t feel like you could open up to them about your struggles and decided that abandoning the team was the best idea to go with.

Garfield Logan

• Garfield is the funny guy of the group but he does certainly notice things about the people he’s surrounded by. As soon as he gets back to where you all live he can sense that something is wrong which is confirmed once you’re nowhere to be found.

• Garfield has always thought that he was the person you could always go to if you ever needed help or felt down but the fact that you left without a word truly upset him. The guilty would come mainly from the fact that he wasn’t able to talk to you before you left and found out what was causing you to feel this way or what he could do to fix it.

• He wouldn’t care at all about your lost powers, but as he’s looking back he does notice how you haven’t been as included in team activities as you once were. This wasn’t to be mean though, the others just wanted you to build up your normal body’s strength as you couldn’t rely on other things to attack or protect with anymore.

• He would be hurt a lot by the fact that you left no notice and would be thinking about it for weeks, even if you did come back this would still be bothering him. He thought that him and the rest of the team meant more to you for you too at least talk to them and be honest rather than ditching them and having them severely worried about you.

• Garfield would be very attentive to you once you came back and he’d also be extremely apologetic about the whole situation. He’d try to understand to the best of his ability as to why you did what you did and also encourage the others to go easier on you for the time being.

Jason Todd

• Jason would be uncontrollable if you ever left without a word. It doesn’t matter what the reason for doing it was, but he’d be going crazy until you were found again.

• Jason is actually a lot more sensitive than a lot of people expect him to be, so when he sees that you’ve left mainly due to the feeling of being ignored he takes it to heart. He knows what it’s like to feel pushed away and his biggest regret is not preventing you from experiencing that too.

• He doesn’t have powers himself in comparison to many of the people he’s surrounded by so it wouldn’t actually be a big deal for him. He should have spent more time teaching to to fight normally like he and the other vigilantes can rather than leaving you out of dangerous events.

• It doesn’t matter if you left without notice, Jason will have a way to find you quickly. He has enough connections and knows the surrounding city like the back of his hand so as soon as he realises you’re gone you won’t have a lot of time to get away.

• Jason may seem pretty blunt and rude when you’re brought back but that’s because he’s hurting and emotions are always a struggle for him. After he calms down you can have an extremely genuine conversation with him and he’ll honestly listen to everything you have to say.

Jaime Reyes

• Like many of the others Jaime would be pretty confused to find you gone without any notice, and he certainly wouldn’t understand what happened for you to do it. Even when looking back, he still believes that he tried his best to include you and make sure you were okay.

• Since you’re gone he obviously wasn’t doing enough for you to feel safe and included within the team which is where a lot of his guilt comes from. He’s lovely to everyone and hates knowing that he’s let someone important to him down in any way.

• Jaime couldn’t do much when he was normal, but that doesn’t mean you can be a helpful asset to the team. He did want you to stay more protected though until a proper plan about you was put into place, and he can now see how this probably made you feel left out from the team.

• When you left without notice he was very upset about the fact that he wasn’t able to contact you or talk to you in any way until you were found. He wasn’t able to make sure you were somewhere safe, and that mattered more than any misunderstanding there had been.

• Jaime would search everywhere he could until you had been found and would give all of his free time to do so. And once you had been found, he’d be very sincere and make sure that you know you’re always welcome in the team and he’s sorry for what had happened.

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Superman x witch fem black reader x Superboy! Our future? Part 1!

You come back from a mission only to meet a boy who claims to be your son?!

After your mission with Flash which was an epic win! After going back in time to help stop an ancient Egyptian pharaoh from destroying world you just wanted to turn in your report go home and watch TV and rest but life had another plan for you today!

"When you use that spell on that other guy and had him hallucinating that he was fighting in his underwear was absolutely hilarious Y/H/N! (Your Hero Name)

"Right? Like he didn't see that coming! I do feel bad for the poor guy tho." We entered the Batcave as we got closer we could hear three people talking I saw Batman and Superman an unfamiliar face. It was a boy well more like a teenager he had blue jeans, black combat boots with a black shirt when he turned around I can see the Superman symbol and for some reason you had this pull towards him and he looked strangely familiar?

"Hey guy's! We're back it took a while you know with the whole space-time thing but we're fine, we made it got the job done so uh who's the new guy new face looks pretty young to join the Justice League don't you think?" Flash says. Superman looked at me I gave him a small wave to say hello but he just gave an awkward smile looking pass you. It was weird he usually doesn't do that, something must have happened you turned your attention back to the teenager who was looking at you with his eyes glossing over like he was close to crying?

"Since when do we allow fans into the batcave?" I asked hands on my hips I had got a good look at his face better and to your surprise he looked kind of like Clark? Before you could say anything the boy ran towards you with such speed nearly knocked you over he pulled you into a big bear hug almost like he was too scared to let you go everyone just stood watching the scene Bruce stood with a blank face, Superman stood there with an uneasy look while Flash was just as confused as you were with what was going on.

"Your here! I made it just in time!" The boy says into your shoulder you honestly didn't know what the heck was going on but something in you felt a connection to this unknown boy. You hug him back rubbing his back he pulled back flustered.

"Uh hi?" I say with a confused smile.

"H-hi! I mean I'm sorry for uh hugging you I just got really excited!" The boy said with a nervous smile geez even his smile is like Clark's!

"That's fine hon just uh be careful next time you wanna hug someone. You nearly knocked me off my feet!" You say hitting his shoulder. He smiled but was still flustered, you got a better look he was definitely a spitting image of Clark but only a tad bit kid had some muscle on him that's for sure but what really caught your attention was his eye's they were Y/E/C (your eye color)you put a hand on his cheek making him flinch a bit from your warm touch.

"That's funny your eyes..." Before you could finish Flash cut you off sliding over next to you and the kid.

"Can someone explain what and who this boy is please?" Flash says looking the kid up and down, Batman looked towards Superman who looked back shaking his head Batman looked towards the boy who looked back nodding than turned at you nervous.

"Um so first I'm really happy to meet you and second please don't freak out when I tell you this but I'm Kon-el."

"Oh so you are Kryptonian! Another cousin you failed to tell us about Superman?" I asked jokingly but he just looked at you awkwardly with a tiny blush, okay what the heck is wrong with him? You just turned your attention back to the young man.

"Well it's very nice to meet you Kon-el the minute I saw you I knew you were somehow related to Superman. You are just as handsome as the man of steel himself!" You say with a smile he blushed at your words while Superman also looked flustered by you calling him handsome.

"Thanks...mom."

I froze the smile on my face slowly dropping I heard Flash gasped while Bruce and Clark stared at your face waiting for reaction the boy looked at you with a bit of concern but the only thing you could do was just stand in shock looking between the boy and Superman who was still waiting for your reaction but you let out a simple small confused "Huh?" before everything went black.

Clark's POV

Before anyone else could react Y/n eyes rolled in the back of her head luckily I had caught her in time. Conner I mean Superboy started to panic kneeling to the ground along side me.

"I-i'm sorry it just slipped out!" I just gave him a small understandable look.

"It's fine Superboy she's okay just in shock."

Not that you blame her I nearly had the same reaction I was in metropolis when Bruce had gave me the call saying that it was urgent I rushed over only to find Batman holding a teenage boy at gun point (it was a kryptonite gun) at first I was confused and concerned until Batman told me that the boy claimed to be mine and Y/H/N son which of course was hard to believe because I was in a relationship with Lois even though we've been having issues and Y/n had no interest in dating (at least that's what I was told by Diana) and we were only close friends nothing more nothing less. At least that's what I thought until the boy in front of me claimed to be our child and he needed the Justice League's help. Of course me and Bruce had doubts but I could see that he did resembled me a bit only he didn't have my blue eyes but had Y/E/C (your eye color) that's when the boy who called himself Superboy told Bruce to look in his back jean pocket and that there was a picture to prove it of course Batman did in to our surprise it was a picture of me and Y/n who was laying in a hospital bed, a beautiful but tired smile on her face and was holding a newborn baby, at the bottom of the photo it read "Welcome to the world our little miracle child Connor Kent" I had to hold on to something because I felt faint, Bruce held my shoulder trying to help me stand on my feet.

I had a son? the son of Superman and Y/H/N...we had a son?!

it just it sounded so...right??? I shouldn't be saying or thinking such things because I'm in a relationship with Lois but recently we've been having issues especially about how she feels about Y/n which just make this whole situation worse!

Just as Connor was trying to explain how he got here that was when Barry and Y/n entered the cave back from their mission, which brings us back to the present with me holding Y/h/n in my arms and Connor looking very concerned for his future mother.

"She did say she was tired after using so much magic and the shock of meeting Superboy I guess was too much for her body." Barry says arms crossed, I picked Y/n up bridal style then turn to looked at Bruce.

"I'll take care of this you call the other's." I say before walking out with Conner not far behind. Today has been tiring for everyone.

To be continued this and AU where Conner isn't a Clone between Lex and Clark but you and Superman's son idea I had while working 🤷‍♀️

Here part 2!

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sexy-n-stressed · 4 months

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Deck the halls Pt. 2 (Conner Kent X Male Reader)

Not me editing out the parts where I said I would write smut in this part hehe. I was going too but after the LEGO scene I just couldn't it was too adorable.

I'm writing this at a bus stop, which I will be stuck at for the next 20 minutes, and then stuck on a bus for another 35. I mean, why not write fanfiction while sitting next to a stranger and an old person. Enjoy hehe.

Quick update: the guy behind me is reading this over my shoulder so, uh, you enjoy too.

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The words barely left Conner’s lips before you were nodding in a way that said you were a little too desperate. You were desperate though, so.

You struggled to keep yourself contained as you ascended the staircase behind the boy. What was about to happen? A tryst? A menage e tois? You barely knew what those words meant, especially not the French one. Why were you thinking those? Passing by doors to rooms you'd never been in, it was almost like a guessing game. Which room belonged to THE superman, and which room belonged to the equally as famous toilet.

Conner slowly opened the door to his room, most likely to avoid ripping it off of it's hinges. “This is the room the Kent’s let me- I mean, my room”

Conner’s room was practically empty, with only a bed and a small lamp on a desk across the room, and was rather small for both a kryptonian and a house of this scale. You couldn't help but think of Harry Potter and the closet. Speaking of closets.

Conner awkwardly stood there, trying to gauge the emotion on your face, like he was worried you wouldn't approve.

“I like it, seems cozy” Cramped and cozy were practically synonyms anyway, right?

He smiled, before rushing over to the bed, and reaching under it, pulling out a tub of LEGO’s. “Wanna play LEGO?”

You almost giggled, from the absurdity of the situation and the fact one of the most dangerous individuals on earth was playing with LEGO, but seeing the look on his face, you couldn't say no.

And that's how you and Conner wound up on the floor of his room playing LEGO, with you making structurally sound lego towers, and him smashing them down as a makeshift dinosaur or robot rampaged through the ‘city’. You had to admit, it was pretty fun. And he looked like he was having the time of his life.

“So, how long have you been living with the Kent’s” You asked warily, watching as Conner’s eyes looked up from the LEGO’s before snapping back down

“Um, a couple months now.” He looked nervous, like he was hiding something.

“Have they been treating you well?”

“Well, Ma is always nice to me, making sure I finish my plate and picking out church clothes.” His eyes drifted to the door, “But everyone else is still..”

You leaned forward, placing a hand on the boy who was seemingly much more complex then the angry brute you'd heard others whispering about.

“I'm… a clone. Of Clark.” Oh.

I mean, you guessed you could see the resemblance. The raven hair, the chiselled jawline, the intense musculature. But he seemed nothing like Clark. More… real, in a way. Clark seemed so above everything else, like he was a God and as much as he wanted to be human, he was just better. More perfect. Not that he did it on purpose. Maybe it was just your perception of him, knowing that he was Superman and all.

“Not just Clark though, Lex Luthor too. The rich guy and the supervillain trying to destroy Clark.” Conner clearly knew about the conflicting emotions Clark must have over him, with him being both a perversion of his genetic code and partly related to his biggest enemy.

“They all pretend they're ok with it, but they're not. I hear them talk about what to do with me, whether I should be trained or…” He trailed off, but you knew what he meant.

“Well, then they're stupid.” Conner cocked his head.

“If they don't see you for who you are, then screw them. You’re Conner. Not just a clone of Clark.” His expression showed he’d clearly never heard those words, even among the worlds so-called ‘virtuous heroes’.

Unable to find the words, Conner just leapt over and embraced you, crushing the LEGO city you both had created.

“You’re worth more than what others see you as Conner, don't forget that.”

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Babysitting: Dick Grayson x fem!reader

A/N: there's an easter egg in this story. Let me know if you get it :D

(testing some fandoms vigilance here) :D

"Me and Kori got some business to take care of."

That freaking sentence!

Of course he and Kori had business to take care of together. Not that he was my boyfriend. not that I was the one who was always left behind with Rachel, Gar and now also Conner and Tim.

Jealous? Of course I wasn't jealous.

Not even a little. I loved those kids.

But who the hell was I in this relationship, a babysitter?!

***

Let me put it straight: I am not hero. I have zero fighting skills (maybe except my wit. quoting someone I knew: sarcasm is my only defense) and I could not hurt a fly, let alone another human. But. I am smart. I am intelligent and I was determined enough to do something more with my life and became a lawyer. Pretty unusual career for someone who was born and raised in Gotham (even If I moved out of this hell hole after graduation). And yet, I made it. Feeling like I was doing something right, standing up for people, defending them.

Well.

One day someone decided to put my thinking and beliefs to the test.

“Counsellor. You have a visitor.” Our new paralegal was kicking her heels nervously in front of my office.

“Ok, Amy, first of all calm down. That’s right. Deep breaths. Unless it’s Joker who came to visit me, I don’t see any reason for you to be so flustered. “ I raised an eyebrow at the girl, who all of a sudden turned red like a beetroot. “Amy?”

“I’m sorry, counsellor…..”

“How many times, do I have to tell you, you don’t need to use that title when we’re alone? You’re like what, five years younger than me?” I playfully shook my head at her

“Sorry, I …..”

“Never mind, we’ll talk about it later” a little pat on her shoulder was enough to bring her back to reality “Now. Who is there to see me?”

“Detective Dick Grayson. Bludhaven police.” Ok, now I understood why Amy was so nervous. This guy was really good looking and for a twenty-year-old that must have been a sight. I was far more reserved. In my years as a trainee solicitor I had my fair share of handsome lawyers, detectives and other officials. One way or another all of them were the same – pretty. Pretty conceited. So at this point, at the age of 25 I was not impressed solely by a lovely face.

“Well, morning detective. How can I be of help?” I reached my hand out and he shook it firmly.

“I need some information about an on-going case of yours.”

“All right. As soon as you prove to me you can get the access to the confidential records I can’t see any reason to deny it.” I shrugged and lead him into my office.

And that was how it started. One case somehow lead to another, and another and another. He might have thought he had me cornered, but I was a lawyer. My job was to see patterns and predict the outcomes of actions and behaviors. I had him figured sooner than he knew and before he realized I got him right when I wanted him when he confessed to switching out cases just to have a chance to work with me. And then, some well chosen words, two or three dates, some more or less heated kissed and we were a couple. Oh, how I loved this boy! Like crazy. And he was very eager to use that against me.

“Detective Grayson? How can I be of help to you today?” I asked with my most professional voice noticing him standing at the entrance to my office. “And how long have you been standing there?” I smirked at him.

“Long enough” he pouted “you are just glowing when you’re working you know that? You have that irresistible spark in your eyes….” he closed the door coming closer to me and crouching on the desk eyeing me carefully.

“I’m sorry, how exactly did you get here?” I tilted my head in confusion.

“You know, Amy has a soft spot for me.” He put on his most charming smile.

“Yeah I’m aware of that. Clear sign I need to hire better security.”

“Is that so?” he grabbed me so I had to raise from the chair and stand between his legs.

“I’m busy, Dick.” I objected pointing towards the pile of documents.

“Mhm. I bet you are” his hands was now on my waist, pulling me closer, his face inches away from mine “I am too. Extremely busy….” He whispered and leaned in, closing the distance completely. I hated him. He had the audacity to show up in my office, uninvited, in the middle of the day, with all his charm and distract me from my duties. He was reckless, irresponsible and childish. And a hell of a good kisser. Just a touch of his lips on mine made me want more as I let him caress my face and my back. Only for a second though, as my rational thinking made me pull away and smirk at his disappointed expression.

“Oh, come on, Dickie. Don’t be a child….” I ruffled his hair and sat back down “Now, shoo. I really have a lot of work to do and if you want me back home tonight…..”

“Believe me, I have a whole plan for tonigh.” His eyes turned darker with lust as he said it.

“Can’t wait then. Hope you won’t disappoint me, detective.”

***

I came home late. Really late. Absolutely shagged, hoping my boyfriend would be there to ease my stress and anxiety with just his presence, but in fact I was about to be disappointed. The lights were off, the apartment cold and empty. No matter how sad it was for me I was a bit used to him working up late. He was a detective after all. Maybe he was at some undercover operation at the moment. Calling him was not an option since it may put him in danger, so trying to shake the emotions of the day by myself I just got ready to bed and before I realized I was dozing off.

I had no idea what hour it was, but at some point in the night I was woken by the squeak of the bed on the other side and a pair of arms sneaking around me. Dick was back safe.

“Hi.” I muttered, recognizing those hands and smell and shifting my position to get closer to him, resting my head on his chest.

“Hi baby” he whispered back, kissing my forehead and running a hand through my hair.

“Work?”

“You have no idea.” He sighed deeply and I caressed his side gently, trying to make him relax, but it didn’t bring the effect I wanted.

“Are you all right?” I was now totally awake, propping myself on the elbow to look straight into those beautiful blue eyes of his “are you hurt?” concern in my voice was so audible that a flash of pain crossed his face.

“I'm fine. I’m sorry I made you worried. And sorry I woke you.”

“Don’t ever be sorry. Honestly, I could never have a good sleep knowing you are out. Remind me why I agreed to have a detective boyfriend?“ I smirked but he was not in a mood for verbal teasing.

“I love you” he whispered closing his eyes, hiding everything there was inside, all the emotions kept under lock and key.

“Dick?” now I was serious too.

“Yes?” he opened them again and looked straight at me.

“You can tell me everything. There’s no need to hide. Whatever you did or whatever happened I have my ways to get you out of trouble.”

“I know. I know. I just love you so fucking much. I… I just need you next to me now, all right? Please?”

„That I can do” I laid back down, hugging him tightly, breathing him in, but at this very moment I knew something was off. We both held to each other, but it was more desperate than loving. More “I have a secret, I can’t tell you and it's killing me” than “I want to share my secret with you.”

***

I was spending another sleepless night alone just tossing and turning in the bed. Last three days was a disaster. At first glance nothing changed between me and Dick but under the surface …. Tormented by my own thoughts, I was truly thankful when my work phone broke the silence of the night.

“Y/L/N speaking” my voice was still hoarse, but it didn't stop me from using official tone.

“We need you here, counsellor. It’s an emergency and it requires your immediate attention.”

“On my way. Where exactly is here?”

***

Holy shit! The place was a disaster! Blood, massacred bodies, about ten injured people and two destroyed buildings. And one person accused of it all on the run.

“How could you let him escape!?” I was about to tear my hair out, but there was no time as I had to deal with the witnesses and potential accomplices taken to custody. Those who apparently were aware of their civil rights and refused to say anything without lawyer present. And Bludhaven police called me to be this lawyer. Fine, after all I had nothing else to do. “You know what, don’t answer that, just… do your freaking job and find the gangster boss who….”

Before I could even finish the sentence, said boss fell right in front of me.

“What the….?” I muttered looking up noticing the characteristic cape. The colors were a blur but everyone knew it was Robin. I sighed deeply and rubbed my forehead. Whoever was behind that mask I should have hated him, given how many laws he was breaking on a daily basis. The truth was, however, he was making my job slightly easier. And for that, ironically, I was thankful.

***

It took me another three days after which everything dawned on me. Dick was visiting my office every day, trying to get to know what I was working on and even when I refused to give away professional secrets, I knew he gathered some information. And then, miraculously, during night, all my perpetrators and criminals were brought to police station by no one other than Robin. Of course he himself never showed up. I would have to be blind, deaf and stupid not to see the connection.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked as soon as he stepped through my office again “and don’t give me that I don’t know what you’re talking about look. Let’s talk seriously, all right?”

“All right." he closed the door making sure it was shut tight and took a step towards me scratching his head "I’m sorry. I was worried that if you find out….”

“No.” I interrupted him.

“Sorry?” his surprised look made me use all the strength to hold back a laugh. He looked like a wigged kid.

“You don’t get to think so little of me. Did you really think I would leave? Or worse – was it the classic I was scared someone would hurt you bullshit? Dick, god damn it! I'm a lawyer. Do you have any idea how many times I got death threats? And here I am! Still alive and breathing! "

“I’m sorry.” He repeated.

“I’m also pretty case-hardened with keeping secrets, so I would never give yours away.”

“I know and….” He looked down, embarrassed and defeated under the weight of my arguments.

“I got a simple conclusion here: you are an idiot. Foolish, egoistic, inane….”

“Ok, that’s enough….” He stood up abruptly, making me shut up by kissing me, pulling me close so all my mind would get blurry and distracted by his toned chest, muscles and the way he was holding me, like his (or mine) life depended on it.

“Nice try, Grayson” I said pulling away too quickly for him to enjoy being in control of the situation.

“Please, don’t leave me. I can’t lose you.”

“You’re only proving my point here. I'm not going anywhere. But no more keeping me in the dark, all right? I told you once - I can keep you out of trouble, not the other way round. After all, you are a wanted vigilante.”

“Whatever you say” he pulled me in a kiss again and this time I let him. But still, he was about to apologize properly when we were alone.

***

From then on, everything went quick. Rachel, Gar, Kori. Titans. San Francisco. Gotham again (meeting Batman was a bit weird, but enjoyable experience), Dick dying and coming back to life (I almost killed him for that when he magically resurected). Conner, Tim. Wild ride. Wild. Oh, and somewhere in the meantime Dick ditched Robin in favor of Nightwing. Well, he looked hot in this black and blue outfit and I couldn't...... back to the point!

But I didn’t mind as long as Dick kept his promise of not keeping me away. At least for as long as in his own words it started to get really dangerous. When he reopened the Titans tower, training Gar, Rachel and Jason, I was there, watching over them, helping them crack cases and even joining on the field. I felt like a part of a team. But slowly, especially after Jason left (from the time perpective I think he was the only one to ever understood how it felt like to be cut off) my role was more like a caregiver. I was there to take care of the wounds, to throw a joke or defuse tension. Of course, I was still giving some advice, some tricks on how to play bad guys psychologically etc. but I knew I was being omitted. Dick was more distant, more tensed and more reserved than before, not that I blamed him. But I missed him. I accepted his vigilante lifestile, never complaining, but I wanted to feel like he still needed me to be his. His girlfriend, equal to him (but maybe smarter) and not someone to look after a bunch of kids (who I loved, but still).

Me and Kori has some business to take care of.

Right.

In a while he was always doing something with Kori. I liked her, truly, we were pretty good friends, but it was not right. I mean, I get that, she was a freaking fire princess, gifted with supernatural powers, all confident and fierce. All I had was logical thinking, connecting facts, fast reacting, resourcefullnes and imagination. It was more than enough to be a lawyer, but apparently not to be a part of the Titans team.

I wasn't jealous of Kori, really. I didn't envy her, I was just sad that all my good traits weren’t enough for Dick to consider me a valuable member of the team. Never letting me into real action anymore, never allowing me to train with the rest, even Tim, who wasn’t exactly skilled with his gear. Always working with Kori. And I knew confronting Dick about it would end up the same way as years ago. I can’t risk you getting hurt. I don’t want to see you in pain. I’m only focused on you when you are out in the open. Well, I understood his point of view, one way or another he was right, can’t deny that, but he could not possibly be there for me all the time. I had to be able to be more than just an easy to hurt one.

“You good?” oh, now he was realizing something was happening. Great job, Sherlock.

“No, I’m not” I always prided myself of being honest and direct in my communication with him. Boys can be so oblivious at times.

“Do we have to talk about it?” He looked at me carefully, his eyes begging me to postpone this conversation since he absolutely had to go investigate.

“Yes.” I nodded “Later. Now go.”

“Thank you.” He sighed and kissed my temple lovingly. I missed that.

“Go deal with that business of yours and come back to me. In one piece.”

“Promise.”

"Take care of him, ok?" I send Kori a sad look and she just nodded understanding everything he couldn't.

***

“Hey, brief, are you ok?” Conner used the nickname steming from the times I forgot knocking me out of my trance. Eventually, I ended up back at Star Labs with Conner and Tim, watching them fight against each other. Or rather Conner standing in place and taking poorly aimed Tim’s punches without flinching in the slightest.

“Take a guess.” I muttered “you should aim a bit lower, Tim”

“What?” the newly-appointed Robin looked at me confused.

“Lower” I emphasized “Conner may be superboy, but he’s still half human. And humans have weak points, so aim lower.”

Tim shrugged in a whatever manner, but stuck to my advice and to both, his and Conner’s surprise the latter hissed in pain.

“What the…..?” Superboy gasped turning his gaze on me. So did Tim and Bernard.

“Do you want to tell us something, Y/N?” the scientist asked “are you hiding some supertalents?”

“Just observational skills. Mixed with experience in medical records during my lawyer times.”

“That is interesting. You see anything else to use against Conner?”

“Wait. What? Use against me? I did not sign up for this!” Conner protested watching as my eyes twinkled in excitement. Now, I had my chance to prove to them I was more than met the eye.

***

“What is going on here?!”

“Oh, hey, Dick, your back. How was your business?” I brushed the sweat from my forehead and smiled at him. I couldn’t remember last time I was so happy and fulfilled. For the last two hours I was sparring with the boys under Bernard’s watchful gaze. It was exhilarating. “She’s the business I suppose.”

“Not voluntarily.” The pink-haired girl smirked “so you’re the girlfriend he was worried about on the way here?”

“I was not worried…..”

“I’m sorry about him. He can be …. Intense…” I cut Dick off. "I'm Y/n?"

“Tell me about it” she rolled her eyes “I’m Jinx.”

“The witch? Can you show me any spell to …..”

“All right. Y/n, I think we need to have that talk now.” my boyfriend, if that was still the case grabbed my hand and started dragging me away.

“It was nice to meet you, Jinx. I’ll catch you up later!” I managed to say in her direction before Dick picked me up and threw me over his shoulder still walking away. "Put me down, now!"

***

“What were you doing there?”

“It turns out, I'm pretty good at finding opponents weakness and turning it against them”

“Tim being the opponent?” Dick laughed

“Conner, in fact. And don;t be condescending.”

“What?!”

“Mhm. Did you know that he has a soft spot just right under his belly button? I might have bruised him with the impact I put there.”

“You did what?”

“Yeah. So many years of wasted potential." I blew a raspberry "And that’s because of someone who has been treating me like a babysitter for the past couple weeks.”

“You mean me? I never…..” I cleared my throat suggestively and it made him hesitate “ok, maybe I did. But you never said a word!”

“Because I knew it would lead to fighting with you. And despite everything I hate seeing you lose those arguments. Come on, you always surrender in verbal sparring.”

“Y/N….”

“It’s always you and Kori going everywhere together, dealing with stuff together, cracking cases together. I felt like I wasn't needed anymore. Apart from watching over kids.”

“Because they trust you. You are a role model for them.”

“One of the role models, Dick. Just one. And that’s nice. I just want you to realize I am so much more than just a bystander.”

“I don’t…..”

“Blah, blah, blah. I know all your arguments inside and out. Hurt, pain, loss… Please."I rolled my eyes at him "I’m good, all right? I want to learn to fight.”

“Are you jealous of Kori? There’s no need.”

“You idiot” I smacked his head. Lightly but he still hissed and looked at me with hurted expression. “You don’t get a word I'm saying! I am not jealous of her. I'm furious beacuse of you treating me different than anyone else!"

“Because you are the one I love!”

“I love you too." I said, more sofly, more gently and locked my hands on his neck, playing with the hair on his nape. That little gesture always made him relax and this time was no different as he hummed in pleasure "but I never told you to stop fighting, did I?"

"No...." he leaned into my touch so just to tease him I withdrew my hands. "Please, don't stop" soft, almost inaudible whisper got me melting "I missed that....."

"So, you agree with me that you've been pushing me away."

"I never said that and ....." I kissed him before he said anything else. Oh, the way it turned him on instantly.... Out of instinct his hands found their place on my waist holding onto me, caressing my skin, bringing me closer. Clearly he did miss me. I almost gave up, so lost in his touch, his warmth, wanting more and more and ......

"So, you agree with me....." I pulled away, not letting him get away with answer this easily.

"Yes, I fucking agree with everything you are saying." He rested his forehead on mine. "I'm sorry. I never meant to push you away. Never meant to make you feel like you didn't belong. I don't know what I would do without you."

"Hm, I know" I hummed "you would be absolutely lost. And probably dead. More than once."

"Mhm" he muttered. "Please I need you. You are like the only stable thing in my life...."

"I'm always here, Dick" I hugged him tighly, knowing well enough he was on the verge of breaking from the last weeks' stress and pressure and in desperate need of comfort and warm embrace "I'm always here. But I don't want to be a liability, ok? Or a housemother."

"Ok....." he held me tighter, not ready to let go.

"Let me train. I won't go against you, but please...." I kissed his temple, not to make him break, but just to assure him I was going to be fine. That we were going to be fine.

"Ok....." he chuntered "I'm tired....."

"I know, Dickie, I know. But you are not alone in this mess, babe. You are not alone."

Guess I was babysitting again. but this time, out of my own volition, and the fact that I had a choice in the matter made me feel good. After all, he was my baby.

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