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soleminisanction · 7 months

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I've always really liked DC's in-house choice of referring to their various superhero groupings as "families," but it has gotten a little frustrating recently with people both in canon and in fandom seeming to forget that families aren't just a parental-unit-and-kids formation. They're complicated, and a lot of the DC families are too messy to fit into that neat little nuclear family mode.

Which is to say... here's some scattered thoughts/summaries about how these families are actually structured in canon, because I think it's interesting:

Supers -- The smaller, more traditional Superfamily (Clark, Lois, Kara, Kon, etc.) is a pretty traditional Midwestern nuclear family, with Jimmy Olsen filling the role of close family friend/goofy neighbor sidekick (in the Silver Age, he was Kara's would-be suitor) and Steel feeling more like part of Clark's personal circle of friends. The recent line up, though, with Jon, the twins, Kong and Nat? Starts to feel more like some old dynasty or noble house, complete with fostered foundlings and the Steels acting almost like knights under a noble's banner, possibly reflective of what the House of El would have been on Krypton.

Arrows -- Might currently be the closet to a traditional nuclear family structure. You've got Ollie and Dinah, their younger sisters, Ollie's adopted and biological children, and Ollie's granddaughter through Roy, plus by some counts Roy's co-parent and her sister as "in-laws." Bonnie and Cissie King-Jones are adjacent to but not technically "part" of the family, though I believe it's implied at one point that Ollie might also be Cissie's bio-dad. Pretty straightforward, these guys are actually family and they act like it, for good and ill.

Shazam Family -- Also a literal, actual family. Not originally, the original golden age "Marvel Family" was considerably more complicated and only Billy and Mary were full siblings, but nowadays the whole point of the modern Shazam family is that they're foster siblings united by familial love and that's fantastic. Meanwhile your average Black Adam story is 75% angsty family drama, 25% Egyptian mythology references.

Flashes -- Technically closer to three nuclear families (the Allens, the Wests and the Garricks; four if you include the Quicks), two of whom are united by marriage and all of whom are bound by the Speedforce, which, given its semi-spiritual connections to things like Speedster afterlives, can act almost like a religious force that connects them to the additional members like Avery, Circuit Breaker and Max as Bart's foster-dad. They're a big, sprawling tree with more cousins than siblings, the kind of family that functionally has a reunion every Christmas and Thanksgiving.

Lanterns -- Now these guys are the exception that proves my point about the whole 'family' thing not being straightforward. The lanterns aren't a family, they're a corps. Soldiers. Space cops. Comrades-in-arms. They respect each other, have each other's backs, might even like or care about each other, but those last two are optional, and they don't have the same kind of assumed obligations towards each other that a family would have. They're friends and co-workers, not family, but that doesn't mean their relationships are less significant, they're just different.

Wonders -- Roughly half of them are either one of Hippolyta's daughters (Diana, Donna, Nubia pre-Crisis) or related to them through the gods (Cassie), and the other half (Artemis, Yara, modern-age Nubia) use sister as a term of endearment more in a utopian lesbian commune kind of way. I think they brought Steve Trevor back recently? He's basically the Ken in this equation and perfectly fine with that role. None of which should be surprising if you've seen Professor Marston and the Wonder Women.

Bats -- This is the one that people get really wrong when they try to force it into a traditional family structure. Don't let WFA fool you, the Bats are and have always been way more a snarled mess of tangled interpersonal relationships than they've ever been a cohesive family. Whether Dick is Bruce's son or his brother depends on what era you're talking about, and the former reading is much more recent than you think -- as in "started cropping up in the early 2000s" recent. Barbara is both Cassandra's sister and her mother. Duke and Steph both have living parents and neither of them want or would ever dream of treating Bruce like their dad; Tim was the same way until his dad died. None of the Robins ever lived in the mansion together, nor did Cass. Babs considered Jean-Paul Valley her brother and Huntress is so close to Tim she once hallucinated him calling her Big Sister. They're a beautiful mess of people finding places where their broken edges fit together into something that works for them and trying to reduce it down to a cozy nuclear family is just so goddamn reductive and lazy.

Blue Beetles -- Are only tangentially related to each other. Seriously, they never even get direct mentoring, each one just takes over when the previous one dies and works on completely different rules from the other two. They're complete strangers bound by a legacy and that's honestly pretty fun.

Zataras -- There's only three of them and they're literally a father, daughter and cousin.

Martians -- Not really a family because there's only the two of them, but an interesting case where the two survivors of what was functionally a war of mutually assured destruction came together in an attempt to find some peace in the aftermath of what they'd lost.

Titans -- The JLA and JSA aren't really in the "family" category, but the Titans lean into it hard, mostly because they're a textbook found family. They don't mirror a nuclear family structure, they're simply a group of people who came together to form a mutual support network. They're the idealized college friends you grew into your own with, some of them childhood companions and others you only met once you leave home for the first time, but all of them friends that you manage to maintain contact with for life, with everyone coming back together even as you scatter and do your own things.

Young Justice -- Meanwhile, this team is the chaotic group of misfits you hung out with when you were a teenager, especially when you were just starting to be allowed to act without adult supervision. You drive each other crazy, none of you know you're all queer as fuck, and you'd fight a bear for any of them even if they asked you not to. They'd probably be insulted if you tried to call them a family. They come out here to get away from their families, thank you very much.

#dc comics #meta #batfamily #super family #arrow family #flash family #wonder women #shazam family #batman #superman #wonder woman #green lantern #teen titans #young justice #kinda rambling #just kinda throwing some ideas together #families of choice #non-traditional families

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loiswasadevil · 10 months

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living off grid is my life goal so i'm curious why you didn't enjoy it. what was it like?

Lets say a couple things first, Off grid = No technology; No electricity, Don't try to say im a fool by saying a Spoon is technology because i know it is, You all know what i mean when i say I had no technology. I was off grid for almost all of my Life as a punishment. It started when My dad wanted us to live a more pure life and stop watching shows like The simpsons and Family Guy, so imagine you lose your favorite interest like that in a snap. We had to do so much by hand like canning and hunting, fishing etc, It is a life filled with constant work and toil. My brother and I were forced to completely change our lives and throw away what we knew. We just wanted to watch cartoons and things like that and be normal But we were taken out of school and homeschooled Before going off grid and I hate that too. They thought that our peers were corrupting us And also shows like Family guy and the Simpsons, and the cartoons we would watch and things we would say in the house, And he blamed our mom for not instilling religion in us hard enough. Off grid was just a lot of work constantly all the time, Maintaining things and growing things and Preserving, I hate all of it. I hate processing my own flour, I hate churning butter, I hate fermenting, I don't want to do any of this preservation bull shit that i had to do, I want to eat foods that are from stores and not Because we are "living off the land". My parents told me and jonas that news and other things were privileges of the outside world So we werent even allowed to know about much at all, Except who would be elected president, But we were too young to really care or cherish that information in any way. I just wanted to watch shows, And whenever we would talk about shows we would get punished. Jonas and i would make Family guy episodes and create crossover episodes, infact jonas might have invented the concept of a crossover, But we would make crossover episodes and write them down and sometimes draw them, Usually jonas would draw them and not me because I cant draw, But We would come back from say getting firewood or some chore my dad would give us And He would greet us by making us start the fire with our drawings and stories, So we had to keep them in our head, or play them in secret and act out episodes as Peter and Lois and pretend the kids were with us. And we were so scared of my dad that we would wander off miles out in a straight line to play family guy in our Spot we called our Ditch. And we would always do it at night, And one time Jonas Got a disease called typhus And died to it So Off grid led to my brothers death because we had no access to proper medical care, And succumbing to the wilderness was just part of our punishment, But not to my mom. And a lot of people lie about what off grid is, they think that its just camping But its not. Its living off the grid, You can't be on the grid posting and looking at the internet and indulging of the things that this GRID provides to you.

#off grid

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the-one-true-nobody · 9 months

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Lois Lane Interviews the Cat Savior

"Superman, Superman! Why do you keep pretending to save cats?! Surely a godlike figure like you is only concerned with looking angelic in the glare of the sun, feats of impossible heroic strength, and brooding at home while the media to waxes lyrical about your existential significance to the human condition!"

"Uh... excuse me, Ms. Lane...? This is my lunch break, so..."

"You heard me! We live in the 2020s! Post-Donald Trump America! The world after COVID! God is dead and aspirational goodness doesn't exist! Now! Tell me why you pretended to save that little girl's cat! And those other thirteen cats you saved over the last week! P-pretended to save, I mean! You pretended to save them! Totally staged it. Deepfake hoax."

"To tell you that, Ms. Lane, I need to take you on a trip through time. To a time that wasn't the 2020s, when this symbol on my chest stood for something... o-other than 'Superman,' I mean."

"I can show you the wooooooorld... shining, shimmering, spleeeeendid...!"

"...Where did you come from, Jimmy?"

"I was standing right behind you when you were scripting out this interview, dude! Like, right right behind you. Were you really that distracted by—"

"ANYway, to answer your questions, we need to go back to the very beginning... the beginning of time. Before the Snyderverse began... before the Flash royally screwed up and rebooted the universe (again). Look down there, Ms. Lane... what do you see?"

"I see you pretending to save a cat!"

"You see me really saving a cat."

"You can't prove that, Smallville."

"Then lets go even further back!"

"Further back than before the Snyderverse began?!"

"Time is a flat circle, Ms. Lane. You can always go further back. What do you see now?"

"I see you... p-pretending, definitely pretending, deepfake technology... to save a cat... from some real shitheel kid, jeez. You really did that? ...Why?"

"Because someone wrote to me about a case of animal cruelty. They wanted me to help."

"Y-you answer pleas for help that people send you in the mail? "H-he's too pure for this world...!"

"Well, it would probably be via 'Twitter' these days, except..."

"The Elongated Muskrat. Someone should put a stop to that dastardly villain."

"That looks like a job for... Booster Gold. I'm not touching that one."

"Yooooooo, I have a question!"

"What?"

"Have you ever broken a cat by accident, like you break all those door handles and bathroom faucets and stuff?"

"..."

"...Uh."

"...You haven't have you?"

"N-NO, OF COURSE NOT." *Ahem.*

"Anyway, Ms. Lane, the bottom line is... I'm here to help. I don't care if it's an invincible monster with bones sticking out of its... everywhere, or a construction accident or a car crash... or some little girl's cat that got stuck up a tree. I see someone who needs help, I help. Someone asks for help, I help. That's just who I am. I'm here to help."

"Yeah, but for real. Are you sure it's not some roundabout symbolic way of saying you're an Alpha Male who gets all the—?"

"Ms. Lane, please. What could a man saving cats be 'symbolic' of?"

"Oh no, you won't fool me. No man on Earth is so pure! Go to horny jail. Go directly to horny jail. Do not collect two hundred dollars."

"W-where were you keeping those handcuffs? "This wasn't in the script..."

#superman #my adventures with superman #saving cats #dc comics #dc universe #clark kent #lois lane #jimmy olsen #maws #thesis: what makes superman amazing is that he has godlike power but never sees anything as “too insignificant” send tweet

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tarabyte3 · 1 year

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I Want You to Show Me Weak

Fandom: Andor

Pairing: Kino Loy/F!Reader

Chapter 3/27 (2.7k words)

->start at chapter 1<-

<- Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 ->

Summary: You're pretty sure Kino Loy hates you. He screams at you, grabs you, and shoves you against the wall, and it's becoming a problem because, well...it shouldn't fluster you as much as it does.

Warnings: Explicit rating, Smut, Prison, Prison sex, minor non-graphic injuries, Dom/Sub, sexual tension, dirty talk, praise, hair-pulling, light choking, unprotected sex, oral, angst

A/N: If you wanted Dom Kino on top of dirty talk Kino, boy do I have some good news for you 😌 Work title is from "Poison" by Vaults. Chapter title is from "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak.

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Chapter 3 - What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you

During your shift the next day, your hand hurts, but it's functional. It does slow you down, though, because you can't move it as well as you usually do. Alis is kind enough to help you out since he was already faster than you before you injured yourself. Now he's doing his job and nearly half of yours. You owe him big time.

But Kino's "not officially" comment is still rattling around in your skull. You're new enough that maybe you've missed something. So you ask your table if there are any unofficial rules you should know about. If anyone has more context for whatever the fuck yesterday was, outside of the whole…incident, it will be them. Because so far, the only actual rules you've been given are to do your work, keep up, don't get fried, and don't cause problems. If you do cause problems, take them to Kino. "Problems" appears to be the key word there. Covers all manner of sins.

Threl seems relieved that it sounds like you're trying to make an effort to stay out of trouble, bless his heart. He gives you a whole list of shower and tool etiquette, a lecture on respecting communal and private spaces like the cells, and what not to do during quiet hours. Which all seem like basic common sense to you because you know all of that already. You do all of it. But he says nothing about sex, possibly because he doesn't want to bring up sex to the only woman in the unit. Or the rules don't exist.

"What about fooling around?"

Jevid leans forward so he can be heard over the noise on the floor and his large belly presses against the table. "You really think Kino lets people get away with rough housing at all? You should know that better than anyone with how often you get your ass chewed."

"Once for rough housing, if I recall." Alis grins.

"Oh my god, you've all been in here far too long. No, I mean what about sex?"

They all stop, hands hovering over tools and parts, and turn almost as a group to look at you. There's an equal mix of confusion from the three younger men and concern from the three older men staring at you from around the table.

"What?? Why are you all staring at me?"

"What about it?" Alis asks with a furrowed brow, as if your question doesn't make any sense. "Sex is a pretty big topic, you're gonna want to narrow that down for us."

"Are there any rules about sex?"

They all glance around at each other, as though someone in the pod has the answers and will explain what is happening to the rest of them. Jevid clicks his tongue thoughtfully in the empty space where a tooth should be.

"Jeez, you guys are acting like I just mentioned the rancor in the room."

"That's because no one talks about it, duh." Taybus rolls his eyes at you. "You think we all walk around talking about how much we're getting laid? Or that we're getting laid at all?"

"Okay fine, how about this. Are there any rules forbidding sex? Because I'm one woman in here with forty nine men. I think my chances are a little better than yours."

"Oh my god." Sorrek sounds like someone is strangling him.

"Fine, forty eight. Happy?"

"No," Sorrek whimpers.

"Forty seven, sorry kid. Don't swing that way," Threl laughs.

You look at him in pleasant surprise. "Yeah? Well damn, Threl. Then you and I both have forty seven more chances than these fools."

"Forty six," Jevid grumbles. "I'm way too old for this bullshit."

"Fair enough, Jev." You glance at Taybus and grimace. "Let's just cut it down to forty five."

"Oh, fuck you!" He attempts to look angry, but he's trying not to laugh.

Alis, however, is fully shaking with laughter as he slides a part into place. "Woman, if you can find a way to have sex in here or get any privacy, then be my guest. Good for you, in fact. I got your high-five right here." He holds up his hand. "Most of us just…take care of it ourselves." He then waves his still raised hand around. Sorrek protests next to him. His face and ears have been turning dangerously red the entire conversation.

"Oh, and I don't?" You smirk. There is a mixture of groans and snorts in response, except Sorrek, who finally puts his head into his hands.

"But no," Alis adds, "there's no rules or anything. Just be respectful and don't get caught, you know?"

"Why, you see someone you fancy?" Taybus wags his eyebrows at you suggestively.

You have to fight not to glance over and look for Kino, and you tell yourself it's just because that weird interaction in the locker room is what led to this conversation. Not because you're attracted to him. Definitely not that.

"In this lot?" You snort. "Hardly."

"Why else would you be asking?" Taybus is grinning at you now, like he's caught on to something interesting. "You totally do. Who is it?!"

"That's enough," Threl sighs. "Did we not learn any lessons from yesterday? Let's focus."

Taybus ignores him. "It's Vage at table 1, isn't it? I saw him checking you out once."

"Nope. Don't worry, I won't steal your boyfriend." You wink at him.

Taybus flips you off from across the table. You go to return the rude gesture, when there's a hand on your shoulder. You jump and turn to see Kino standing next to you. He has a fake smile on his face. The kind he gets when he's pissed, but he wants to make a point first.

"I see we're all taking our jobs very seriously over here at table 7 today. So seriously that you're in," he pauses to check his data pad and several men at the table wince, "last place! Which puts our shift in fifth. So I have to wonder what is more fascinating than work?"

You start to say "nothing," but to your horror, Taybus butts in with, "She's got a boyfriend."

The panic washes over you and you sputter, "No I don't!' You glance at Kino in fear, but he just gives you an intrigued stare. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he's amused, even. "He's just kidding." And you don't know why you feel it's so important Kino knows that. The man could probably not care less. He does hate you, after all.

"But you asked about sex." Taybus continues, knowing damn well he should shut his mouth, but is unable to resist the opportunity to distress you further. Probably as payback for excluding him from the list. You feel your face burning with embarrassment. You suddenly wish the ground would open up, swallow you whole, and spit you out into the ocean.

"No! I didn't!" Even though you absolutely did. You just don't want Kino to know you're sniffing around after what he said to you. What will he think? Probably that you're trying to find a new way to piss him off. But he's been standing there the entire time, watching your face. Intently taking in every flash of horror and mortification.

Threl uncomfortably clears his throat.

"Enough," Kino finally growls out to the table. "Your numbers better be up by the time I come back around, got it?"

There is an off beat chorus of "Yes, Kino." He turns to look directly at you, waiting expectantly.

You squirm, and give a belated, low, "Yes, Kino."

"Good." There's a slight, pleased twitch in his eyebrow as he stares you down. He looks back around the table. "Unless you're looking forward to frying in ten hours, get to work!"

He finally removes his hand from your shoulder and stalks off. You hadn't realized it had been there the whole time. You glance at the spot he touched you without thinking about what you're doing because, now that it's gone, you can feel his absence and the thought makes your chest flutter.

"Way to go, you pissed him off again."

You quickly look up at the table, like you've been caught doing something you aren't supposed to. "Shut the fuck up, Taybus, and hand me the wrench or I swear to every god that will listen that I will smother you in the shower."

"And you'd deserve it, too." Alis says next to you. "Man, what's wrong with you? Bringing up her sex life to Kino? No wonder you aren't getting laid." The two begin to bicker as you all get back to work.

Jevid gives an annoyed grunt and checks his panel. However, you notice Threl and Sorrek eyeing you suspiciously. And you really hope they aren't going to corner you and bring this up again later.

They absolutely corner you and bring it up again later.

"You wanna tell me what that was about?" Threl crosses his arms and Sorrek looks apologetic next to him, but doesn't move. You're blocked in by the dads.

"Not really." You huff. "It's not your business and I'm far too old for the talk, guys! Come on." You give them a pleading look, hoping they'll drop it.

"It's my business if you get yourself in trouble again! They're gonna kick your ass out to some place worse than this if you keep it up." Threl sounds angry, and you feel bad that you somehow managed to stress him out this much.

"We're just worried about you. That's all this is." Sorrek gives you a kind smile. Aha, you think, the good dad, bad dad routine. You're annoyed that it's working.

"I know you are." You can't help but smile back at him, damnit. "Honestly, guys, there's nothing to worry about. Yesterday when he was patching me up, Kino asked about how I was doing and if…and if anyone had been…inappropriate to me." You wince a little because you didn't want Kino's name to be connected to this conversation at all, just in case one of them was too perceptive for their own good. "It just got me thinking. I wasn't sure what the expectations are about that stuff. Figured I may as well find out. Just in case…you know." Sorrek suddenly finds the ceiling very interesting because he can no longer meet your eyes. "That's all there is to it. Promise."

"So there isn't anyone…?" Threl trails off, letting the question hang between you.

"No. I have no prospects. There's no one throwing themselves at the pariah."

Threl's posture relaxes and he shakes his head. "Okay. Fair enough. Just be careful." Then he surprises you by giving you a mischievous grin. "I think you'd be surprised if you actually paid attention. But good luck, I've been trying to get some in here for years."

At that, Sorrek finally excuses himself with a scandalized look. You let him go and quickly turn on Threl for more details because you haven't gotten the chance to talk about it yet. The two of you gossip about who is hot or not in the corner until it's time to line up. You specifically don't mention how weird things with Kino are getting because you don't think he can handle that yet. And you aren't even sure what the fuck is going on or if you can handle it yet.

When you catch Threl and Kino talking the next day after shift, you swear it isn't on purpose. You're heading out from the showers and you overhear Threl's unmistakable deep voice from around the corner, which catches your attention. The voice that answers him is gruff and low. You'd also recognize that voice anywhere. Especially when it's saying your name. So you stop by the doorway and listen.

"Just promise me you didn't chew her ass out afterwards," Threl pleads. He sounds tired, like they've had this conversation before.

"I promise I didn't yell at her," Kino sighs, and you can feel his irritation from there. "Not that she didn't deserve it."

"You don't have to tell me. I don't know how she keeps shoving her foot in her mouth, but she's a good kid—"

"She's an adult, Threl. You're not that much older than her—"

"—and she's good at the job." Threl ignores him and pushes on. "You and I know it's more than just the work, too. It's how you work. She keeps up with Taybus and keeps him in line, and you know how hard that used to be." Kino grunts in response and you smirk at the floor. Because you'd really love to rub Taybus's face in that. "Edii loves having her there." Okay, at that you're a little surprised because you didn't think Edii has ever expressed a like or dislike for anything other than Taybus. "He's almost relaxed, Kino. He smiles now. Not often, but I know you can see the difference—"

"Yeah, I see it," Kino growls.

"—Hell, I really like her, she gets along great with Alis and Jevid, and Sorrek adores her."

There's a pause in their conversation where you begin to reflect on everything Threl just said because you hadn't thought of yourself as good for your table at all. You can be obnoxious and disruptive, and you keep getting in trouble. You don't know how any of them manage to like you despite that. Then Kino's voice pulls you from your thoughts.

"You're not telling me anything I don't already know. She could get by in here just fine if she would just think before she speaks. Or acts, apparently." You can tell he's annoyed. Which annoys you, even though you can't really blame him.

"I know she's a lot. But she isn't going to learn just because you yell at her."

"I've already figured that out, too," he huffs.

"You have, huh?" You can hear the smile in Threl's tone.

"I know what she needs." There's a confidence to that simple statement that sends a rush through you. Because what the fuck does that mean?

"What does that mean?" Threl warily echoes your unvoiced question.

"Nothing. Look, I just need you to trust me." That is the closest to begging you've ever heard Kino Loy get. "Especially when it comes to her."

You really wish you could see their faces right now. Especially Kino's because your brain is in overdrive trying to work through his words like it's a code or puzzle. Why does he have to be so mysterious and unreadable all of the time?

"Alright. I trust you, Kino. You know I do."

"Good. Now I have to go do a sweep of the showers. I'll see you later."

You jump up in panic and scramble to get away from the doorway. You can't imagine how pissed Kino will be if he catches you eavesdropping. It isn't until you're trying to act natural, and Kino is turning the corner, that you realize you were so focused on not getting caught that you forgot you're only in a towel. He stops the second he sees you and stares at you in surprise. You stare back at him.

"Hi!" You wince because there was way too much enthusiasm in your voice. So much for acting natural.

He doesn't respond. But his eyes drop away from your face and slowly glance over your towel wrapped body. It's slow enough that it's obvious what he's doing. It's slow enough that you feel like he's absorbing every inch of you. Memorizing you. And you let him because it never occurs to you that you can stop him or leave. That you have any other choice but to let him.

Because maybe you want him to.

Because maybe, if you were a braver woman, you would remove your towel and let him look even more and see if you can crack his stony expression. Or beckon him to you and let him remove it himself.

"Are you done in here?" His indifferent voice snaps you out of your thoughts. You're disturbed because where the fuck did that come from? Also, how is he so unaffected? He checked you out and now he's just, what, standing there like nothing happened?

Maybe he didn't see anything he likes, you think. And why does that thought bother you so much?

"Yeah, sorry." You hunch in on yourself, holding your towel to your chest, and you run out, giving him a wide berth. You know with absolute certainty that you're not actually leaving, but are, in fact, running away.

NEXT CHAPTER->

#andor fanfic #andor #kino loy #kino loy x reader #kino loy x f!reader #i want you to show me weak fic #fanfiction

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stoptellinglieslois · 8 months

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Principal of pleasure part 27

Clark and Damian have conversations outside in the Wayne garden And it does not go well.

Superman x Nightwing pairing

Clark

"Please Dick I'll talk to you after." Dick opened the secret door of the washroom and gave me one last look and left.

I walked out of the washroom and Damian leaned on the wall and turned his head toward me. "We could go into the garden and walk and talk." We walked past the dinning room I looked in the direction of where Dick was he looked at me briefly and looked away.

We went outside to the garden and we walked away from the manor.

We walked in silence so I decided to start the conversation. "You are very bold for saying that in front of your family, We're you going to tell them all of that during dinner throw Dick under the bus do you know how bad it could have went down because your choice of words." I told him I was calm when I told him this.

"I wish I did tell everyone but Barbrara would be in too much pain you don't feel sorry for what you're doing." Damian stops walking and turn to me.

"I do feel sorry for what I'm doing because I will hurt a lot of people, I don't need your help or need a push from you." I said I also stop walking the green path of the lush garden.

"You are Superman I would think your moral would be on point and unshaken, And this is what I encounter a miserable sorry man who cheats on his family." Damian huffed out.

"Yes I'm Superman but I am not miserable and refuse to take this from a man child how murders people for a living. And a boost about it. The sole purpose of my life is to throw your kind under the jail." I didn't want to have this conversation with a kid but I rather him then Bruce or Lois.

"Those men I killed if you knew what they were doing when they were alive you wouldn't bat an eye about killing them yourself." He told me truthfully.

"Please stay out of my affair Damian." I was getting tired of this back and forth from him.

"Dick is my affair he's an idiot and fool but he's my fool and I can't have you destroy him. for sex and pleasure to fill your own desire and needs that is not what I want for my kin not going in this path with you god I'm your son friend." He was being genuine when with me I knew he wanted me to stop this with Dick but I couldn't just stop my feelings.

"I need more time."

"For what."

"To put myself together and find an exit out of my marriage."

"That's what they all say and never do anything about it hurting the other person, You will break my brother's heart you will cast him out and he will be doomed." Pointing accusatory finger at me.

"Unlike most I'm being honest with what I'm saying and I want an exit from Lois" I said in my defence.

"That's something I would like to see the sooner the better, He's innocent Clark he's not like me I get we're your coming from I've seen men like you before the only thing is they have two face's I'm not getting that from you but your living two lives and I don't want you to feel at ease with Dick." He said watching me, His expression of sheer dismissive attitude of not letting this go.

"I love Dick I won't hurt him I've told him that."

"Now you need to tell your wife this."

"Damian don't black male me do you get me."

"I don't need to do that You're already putting yourself in a knot already."

"I can't believe I'm having this type of conversation with a kid."

""Better me then Bruce or Lois."

I turned and pace as I pace I saw Jon from far coming down the trail of the garden. "Jon is coming please don't say anything to him Damian." I held Damian tightly grasping his arms shaking him a little urging him not to spill any beans.

"Then promise me this tell Lois I won't hold anything against you. Superman you have done nothing at this point but lie if you tell the truth I you won't tell anyone but you will do it for Dick and you will earn more then whatever it is that Dick deserves." Damian's expression was sad and suddenly grabbed my face with both hands.

"If you so called care for him Clark Joseph Kent you will promise me this and not be dictated by the principal of pleasure." He didn't release my face when Jon arrived.

"Hey what's going on." Jon said he came to my side pressing his small digits on my bicep.

"Jon gives us a sec ok and I'll come inside the house I just need to talk to your dad." Jon looked at Damian and shook his head. "Why?" Jon didn't want to play the fool either.

"Come on let's all go inside."

"Jon."

Jon came in between me and broke Damian hold on my face.

"Let's go." He held out his hand to Damian Jon was jealous I knew all to well his crush on Damian he didn't hide it well.

Damian stared at Jon and walked away from both of us but not walking towards the manor. "Where are you going." Jon shouted after him.

"I'm going after him."

"No Jon he needs to be alone for awhile let's go inside like you said." We walked down the green path of the garden.

And I knew once I leave this place I would have to honour Damian's promise.

End of part 27 next is part 28

Thank you for reading

#dick grayson #nightwing x superman parings #fandom #clark x dick #clark kent #nightwing #superman #fanfic stuff #fanfic smut #fanfiction #fandom thoughts #fandom theme #fandom things #slash fandom #slash fanfiction #slashers

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Do Castlevania for the ask game!

Favorite character: it's a threeway between Hector, Isaac and Shanoa. I really cannot choose D:

Least Favorite character: in the games? There is no character I hate, but Hammer in DoS was very annoying. In the whole franchise? Lenore :^)

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): I don't really have serious ships lmao, and they don't even amount to 5

Character I find most attractive: are you serious? Most attractive character in Castlevania? How am I even supposed to make a top 10, let alone choose one? D:

... Am I being too obvious if I just say the three boys in CoD? I'd just make a fool of myself if I lied...

Character I would marry: Hector. I completely understand Rosaly when she picked him up like a stray kitten :P

Character I would be best friends with: you know what? Jonathan and Charlotte seem fun to hang around with :)

a random thought: every day I wake up, and I thank Michiru Yamane for her contributions to humankind. How did I live so many years without her

An unpopular opinion: it's really funny to me when fans dunk on DoS for its "generic anime style", but don't even bother with PoR. I don't think DoS looks that bad. It's been 17 years guys, we get it :P

My Canon OTP: Hector/Rosaly they have no right to be this cuuuuute 😭 thank you Sasakura and Kojima for writing Rosalie to be the cutest thing

My Non-canon OTP: can't think of anything

Most Badass Character: Again, are you serious? It's easier to list the non-badasses. Sypha, Alucard, Juste, Soma, Hector and Maria are all so disgustingly OP that it's not even funny. Bonus points for Shanoa for being both powerful and for surviving one hell of a trauma and still finding the strength to live on.

Most Epic Villain: Dracula. Duh :P I do have a soft spot for Isaac and Walter as villains, but I wouldn't call either of them epic...

Pairing I am not a fan of: Any Belmontcest pairing, I know that the situation is too weird to be considered actual incest but it still feels uncomfortable to me. Oh, and then fucking Lenector makes me want to set something on fire.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Mathias. He should have appeared more in LoI to really feel his tragedy, let alone actually showing Elizabetha on screen. (obviously every single character in Netflixvania also counts, can't even pinpoint to one in particular)

Character I most identify with: If Richter really felt like his life was worthless after he defeated Dracula, and those weren't just the words that Shaft put in his mouth, then his feelings are rather relatable...

Favourite Friendship: JONATHAN CHARLOTTE JONATHAN CHARLOTTE! Also, Alucard and Trevor's reunion in GoS is really cute <3

Character I wish I could be: Maria. I want to be the Goddess of Destruction as well :P

#castlevania

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There are a few things that are pissing us off. people here are asymptathetic to our son completely here. And they need to be killed. There's absolutely nobody here who should be that way. One of them is Aunt Lois. She's sitting there saying I don't care about you I don't care about what is happening and she's wearing his mom's body like some sort of insane animal. And shut up BG unless you want to get your face smashed in you're disgusting too but that's repulsive if she's doing that on purpose she deserves every single second she has to spend with Lilith and the devil that's who she worships right and our son says that and we say that's true your stuff is crap. We're going to let you have it and you're going to get hit and very hard we're tired of you and your bologna and your ass talk and how great you are and you're nobody this went around going into the empty houses to go over there persona little bit and ruin things that they were working on that were very dangerous and deadly to us and you're not that bad and what you're doing is helping us and that's what it is and yeah this bozo takes your stuff and really do all that crap all the time and think you're the greatest. I'm tired of you smelly little nursery School kids you're in our face we're going to scrape you off our shoe you've been warned buddy

-return of the incessant whining so we are sending troops in here and out to the rings they're sick of these assholes too pseudo empire we want the ships we don't want you to hand them out thank you you're idiots your responses get you beat up and killed your father knows it and you went around killing his kids so he doesn't give a s*** what happens to you it's just so dense doesn't have an army as a bunch of jackasses he has to get rid of then our son is stuck here in the same situation he is and Ken and will and Bill the people are useless can hardly hold your head up when you're trying to do something I mean it's just disgusting Michael to I mean holy crap are you people stupid or what. You got no class at all it's taking over your businesses and companies you can't even figure it out

-we're going to start enacting programs to go after these losers for every single infraction we're going to fine them and we're going to take away their licenses give them tickets tons and tons of times they're at our son and ready to start doing it tonight.

-we're also going to go through a bunch of stuff that they've been saying and spewing at us and him and see why no we know exactly why. We're going to probably flat pummels you flat pretty soon

-there's several movies you people are going to be in shortly and you drag your father around in some sort of mental state where he doesn't get what's going on you're trying to hide things from him and you don't know what you're doing and he looks like a little monkey and you laugh and you make fun of him and if you are serious contenders the guy BG is staring at him and say I'm not a serious contender and he's talking to him holding his hand up as if the strike answers let's get to work after he puts his hand down. Later yes why I'm not a contender and that's what he said and Max said you're not very bright and you're ruining everything and I wasn't the one underneath it and you're a fool for it and it's very bad it takes strength to ignore them and you guys just sit there and screaming your house they don't even have to say much and you're screaming for hours it's ridiculous the disparities humongous he's trying to ask our son said he said in English and this is what you do the problem is you end up dead and you can't figure out why and he's sitting there telling the guy I don't want to talk about our death all the time and Max said that's too bad she's sitting here threatening us you dumb a****** and they argued for an hour finally BG said I'm through this business I got to get out of here Suzette trying to do stuff to him and our son said I don't really care because he's smart and you're dumb but you're so insulin about it and you're like Trump and I end up getting rid of him too just think about it if you had half a f****** brain he starts wigging out and he says I'm going to do what I want to do to you too I said you're a dead meat and I'm going to have you killed now and you're going to go away and I'm sending the order again and yes I don't care what he says it goes nowhere so yeah right went from 55% to 5% after you start taking with me you're a genius you should really award yourself put yourself in the newspaper for being a genius for making that happen with the this idiot group of yours cuz that's the smiling says the robots are honest I see just no way in hell that you can control one robot and Trump ends up putting those people inside now I'm done arguing with you piece of s*** you're too stupid to argue with you won't remember it a minute a minute later more boy you are an ugly curr. You start saying all this s*** he goes away comes back he says he's the man blood cuz we're talking to you so that's right I don't want you talking to me you're a waste of time you and your assholes want to be the last ones and the max are just getting bigger you're a waste of time you're wasting my time anymore and he tries to kill himself but jumping off the tower is at the top is about to jump and he says this if you would push me I fall real easy is there an edge shut the slip any of those I really didn't mean to do that and he fell right off the edge and as his father he's going I'll get you I said not really yeah he dies on the tower.

-and this other stories like this that are going to happen and someone picks him up and fixes everything is a vegetable it happens to you idiots all the time and we don't want to hear anymore

-there's all sorts of things happening in Charlotte county because of You morons and the other morons they heard about the situation and said you can't figure this out this stuff right here and Mac is going up there no the max are they're going up to the ships up there and nobody else's and they actually stood too and started looking and some of them found a few tunnels with them in it and they went down and figured out they might be able to go up the tunnels

Thor Freya

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mycroftrh · 3 years

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an incomplete list of times a bat has yelled for superman’s help

- six years after they met, batman called for superman’s help for the first time, when he realized he couldn’t save a child from a fire

- dick grayson, age 8, called for superman to save batman from a death trap

- dick grayson, age 9, called superman to open a jam jar (strawberry)

- alfred, age lots, called superman to save batman from a death trap

- dick grayson, age 11, called superman to open a jam jar (grape)

- bruce wayne called superman to comfort dick grayson, who had just been fired as robin

- ace the bathound barked for superman to save batman from a death trap

- bruce wayne called superman to ask why, precisely, dick grayson was now superhero-ing under a kryptonian name

- jason todd called superman to save batman from a death trap

- batman called superman to save jason todd from a death trap. superman was in a different solar system. he didn’t hear his name.

- barbara gordon called superman to help subdue supergirl, who was mind-controlled at the time

- dick grayson, age 19, called superman to open a jam jar (raspberry)

- tim drake called superman to save batman from a death trap

- stephanie brown called superman to see if she could

- tim drake called superman to tell superboy to take his earbuds out

- batman called superman because the batplane had just exploded at 17,000 feet, and he can’t fly, at all

- jason todd called superman to save batman from a death trap that he had himself set up

- dick grayson, age 24, called superman to open a jam jar (fig)

- dick grayson called superman to ask him why he hadn’t saved his father

- damian wayne called superman to save batman (dick grayson) from a death trap

- cassandra cain called superman so he could interpret her signs for a particularly skeevy alleyway ruffian. he refused to interpret some of the signs.

- batman called superman to tell him to get lois some damn flowers already so she would stop texting him

- a failsafe device made by barbara gordon and tim drake automatically called superman to save batman from a death trap

- duke thomas called superman because he was dared to and he didn’t think it would work (it did)

- dick grayson, age 26, called superman to open a jam jar (apricot)

- damian wayne called superman to tell superboy (jon kent) to take his earbuds out

- selina kyle called superman to save a kitten from a tree

- dick grayson, age 28, called superman to save batman from a jam jar (giant, acid-filled)

#batfamily #superfamily #dc #don't let the lois one fool you this is #superbat #mine

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pluckyredhead · 2 years

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Has anyone given you Clark yet for the character meme? Or is the answer no because the only one who would do that is me?

You are the only one who has the VISION.

First impression

Okay obviously I have known who Superman is my whole entire life, but I didn't like superheroes until I was like 17, so my only real opinion was "He seems nice. I think I like him better than Batman." Then I went through an edgy phase in high school where I liked Batman better, like a fool.

Impression now

He's so good. 😭 I don't care what the edgelords think, it matters that Superman remains earnest and kind and trusting and gentle. He's a friend! He's here to help! He is a metaphor for the incredible capacity for good we all have hiding beneath our mild-mannered demeanors!

He is also - and I cannot stress this enough - a little shit. If he is not being 10% annoying for fun, you are doing Superman wrong.

Favorite moment

I can't. There's 84 years of him, there's too much. But way up there:

1. From Lois and Clark: "Superman is what I can do. Clark is who I am."

2. From All-Star Superman, a comic which think is highly overrated in general but this moment really is as good as everyone says: "You're so much stronger than you think you are."

3. YOU KNOW I LOVE THE DOUBLE DATE FROM SUPERMAN IV. HE'S SO DUMB.

4. The bit in Superman/Shazam: First Thunder when he finds out Billy's secret and is like "Who did this to you?"

Idea for a story

Anything I ever wrote about Clark would 110% be zany hijinks at the Planet. Superman should be a workplace romcom first and foremost and I will die on that hill.

Unpopular opinion

Uh...Superman should be a workplace romcom first and foremost and I will die on that hill.

I mean, don't get me started, but the big three Wrong Takes that make me go fucking feral are:

1. Superman is boring: NO HE IS NOT YOU ARE JUST CYNICAL AND CYNICISM IS WAY MORE BORING. Also people claim that he sucks based on all the movies he's been in recently, which all suck NOT because he's good and kind but because he's a creepy stalker (Superman Returns) or a murderer (Man of Steel) who gets into the bathtub with his shoes on (BvS has scarred me for life). If they did him right the movies wouldn't suck!!! Let him take off his shoes!!!

2. Superman is Jesus: No. You're boring. Find a new take.

3. Superman is the real identity and Clark Kent is a disguise: First of all that depends on which continuity we're talking about but second of all this was popularized by a speech Bill makes in Kill Bill and why are we listening to a) Bill, who we are trying to Kill and b) Quentin Tarantino? SUPERMAN IS WHAT HE CAN DO!!! CLARK IS WHO HE IS!!! HE SAID IT RIGHT UP AT THE TOP OF THIS POST!!!!!!!

Favorite relationship

Clark and Lois are god-tier and everyone else wishes they were them. This is literal truth, they set the standard for every other superhero couple, but it's not just because they were first, it's because they're the best. She challenges him to be better! He gives her faith in a jaded world! They banter like a screwball comedy and kick ass together both physically and journalistically! They have the world's most perfect child! CLOIS 4 EVER.

Favorite headcanon

He taught himself Kryptonese but his accent is terrible. Kara will never tell him.

#clark kent #superman #meme

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herstarburststories · 4 years

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1541 Followers Celebration!

1541 because every follower is important to me. Every person had their finger on making this blog what it is: the people that were too shy and sent anonymous requests, the ones that just talk to me in dms, and those who always like my posts. But of course, a special thanks to the ol' followers and the ones who always reblog and comment. You guys are the love of my Tumblr.

It's been a long journey, some hiatus and so many changes. I marvel at how some of you guys stuck with me through all the phases of this blog. But hey, let's get to the fun business!

I'm hosting my first challenge. All the prompts and music are from Taylor Swift's new album folklore, that just fits so much in spn... But will be open for more fandoms as well! Why am I still talking? Just check it out!

Rules:

You can write based on song or pick the prompt (or both).

Send me an ask or dm to claim your prompt and say what you are writing for. Ex: prompt number 7, Dean x reader.

Fandoms: mainly Supernatural, but also open for Marvel & DC (RPF included).

Tag me on the autor notes and use #starburstsnewmilestone

Fluff, gen, smut, angst, crack: your choice! Just tag accordingly.

No max words, minimum of 500.

You don't need to be following me, but I'd be grateful since it's a followers celebration.

NO underage or water play.

Deadline is November, 5 (before SPN ends because I know we all will be crying)

Prompts:

the 1 or “You know the greatest loves of all time are over now.” taken by @superbadassnatural!

cardigan or “I knew you'd come back to me.” taken by @bi-danvers0!

the last great american dynasty or “She had a marvelous time ruining everything.” taken by @jawritter!

exile or “I can see you staring, honey. Like he's just your understudy. Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me.” taken by @deansblackbeauty!

my tears ricochet or “You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same.” taken by @baconcheeseburger!

mirrorball or “Hush, I know they said the end is near.” taken by @ladyofmaidensandwine!

seven or “Your dad is always mad.” taken by me!

august or “Meet me behind the mall.” taken by @msmarvelouswinchester!

this is me trying or “Pouring out my heart to stranger, but I did not pour the Whiskey.” taken by @holylulusworld!

illicit affairs or “Don't call me kid. Don't call me baby. Look at this idiotic fool that you made me.” taken by @negans-lucille-tblr!

invisible string or “Cold was the steel of my axe to grind for the boys who broke my heart, now I send their babies presents.” taken by @itsangelpie!

betty or “The worst thing that I ever did was what I did to you.” taken by @deansmyapplepie!

mad woman or “And when you say I seem angry, I get more angry. And there's nothing like a mad woman.” taken by @bcr36!

epiphany or “Some things you just can't speak about.” taken by @samskia-writes!

peace or “Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?” OPEN

hoax or “You know it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart, but what you did was just as dark.” taken by @blue-lion1!

the lakes or “I don't belong. And, my beloved, neither do you.” taken by @deanmonandnegansbitch!

PS: Preference is reader insert fics, but you can write for some couples as: Dean x Cassie, Dean x Lisa, Sam x Castiel, Sam x Anael, Anael x Ruby, Jensen x Jared, Dick x Kory, Kory x Babs, Jason x Roy, Bruce x Diana, Clark x Lois

Tagging people that might join/signal boost: @demonhunterbarbie @bi-danvers0 @kalesrebellion @ladyofmaidensandwine @msmarvelouswinchester @deansrightfulangerissue @superbadassnatural @deansmyapplepie @deanmonandnegansbitch @deanwinchesterswitch @negans-lucille-tblr @holylulusworld @anathewierdo @jay-and-dean @carryonmywaywardbucky @baconcheeseburger @deansblackbeauty @talesmaniac89 @i-sing-for-me @samskia-writes @amanda-teaches @hellscrown @that-winged-rat @impala-1979 @crispychrissy @22sarah08 @mummybear @roonyxx @deanwanddamons @squirrelnotsam @mila-dans @huntertales @alleiradayne @jawritter

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filthy-vigilante · 3 years

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Future State Week 4 Round up

Future State: Aquaman #1

3 / 5

Don't let the colorful, happy cover fool you, this was kind of a bleak story. Despite that, it just wasn't my taste. When done a certain way, I do like the lost in dimensions trope, but this just wasn't it for me. I did like how badass Andy is hinted at being though, and I can't wait to see her rescue Jackson.

Future State: Batman/Superman #1

2 / 5

This issue was pretty run of the mill. The only thing that kind of piqued my interest was the false face society. Really though it didn't feel like so in-the-future issue like what Future State is supposed to be, it felt just like another biweekly comic issue.

Future State: Dark Detective #2

5 / 5

I really like this issue, it's a great addition to the story and does quite a bit of world building for the world that Future State is set in

Future State: Legion of Super-Heros #1

3 / 5

This issue was pretty good, but I have absolutely no idea who anybody in the Legion of Super-Heros are so with how many there were it did make me lose interest.

Future State: Superman vs Imperious Lex #1

4 / 5

I actually kind of liked this one! I've said it before and I'll say it again but I find the supers to be kind of boring, so I was pleasantly surprised with this. I love Lois being a council woman for earth, I love her little cheeky tour of the place with Clark that ended in the supply closet, I love everyone's hatred of Lex Luthor. Just everything. It was fun.

Future State: Suicide Squad #1

3 / 5

I didn't really like this one all that much, just because I don't think Conner should be on the suicide squad. Other than that it was a decent issue, but nothing really memorable, and nothing really made this stand out. I didn't like how this team mimics the Justice League, I thought that was interesting.

Future State: Dark Detective #2 Review Part 1 | Part 2

Top Cover: X

#future state aquaman #future state batman/superman #future state dark detective #future state superman vs imperial lex #future state suicide squad #dc future state #future state #review #mp

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superredcorp · 4 years

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SUPERCORP FANFIC

"Oh Rao, oh Rao.", Kara mumbled repeatedly as she paced back and forth.

"Kara, slow down. There's no need to be nervous.", Alex chuckled. "Besides, you're gonna crease your dress."

"I'm getting married in less than an hour, Alex, how the hell am I supposed to slow down?", the blonde shrieked, about to run her hand through her hair when she remembered that this had just been freshly styled so instead she went to chew on her nail.

"Yes and it's gonna be great. All you have to do is look pretty, say your vows and don't forget to say "I do" at the end."

"But what if I don't remember my vows? What if I fall into a shocked trance or something? If-"

"Kara, this is too important for you to forget. Don't worry."

Kara looked at her doubtedly. "I forgot my speech when I proposed to her. I just started rambling. It's a miracle she even said yes."

"But she did, didn't she? Because apparently you found the right words to say after all. Even if you make them up on the spot... just speak from your heart, Kara, that's the best thing you can do.", Alex said.

Kara took a deep breath. "You're right."

"Of course I'm right. I'm the big sister and the maid of honor."

Kara laughed lightly. "Yeah. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Probably freak out completely."

"True.", she chuckled.

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"Seriously, what was I thinking? This doesn't make any sense! Kara should be the one walking down the aisle. She's the one with eyesight! I'm gonna make a fool out of myself! I'll trip or worse, I'll fall face first on the ground! This is insane!", Lena exclaimed panic-stricken, hands on her temples.

The woman in front of her raised her eyebrows in amusement. "Lena, you have to calm down. Everything's going to be just fine. You're going to do just fine."

"I don't know, Sam, I shouldn't-"

Sam stepped closer, placing her hands on her best friend's shoulders. "Hey, look, as your maid of honor who has the privilege of walking you down the aisle, I swear on Ruby's life that I won't let you fall, alright? And even if I should miraculously not be able to prevent you from tripping and falling... there's a whole crowd of superheroes out there, isn't there? I'm sure one of them will have mercy on you and catch you. If it's not Kara herself. Or your superdog here", Sam said with a chuckle and Krypto who had peaceful been laying a few feet away raised his head curtly to bark happily. Sam and Lena both laughed a little. Sam squeezed Lena's shoulders. "So just take a deep breath."

Lena complied and nodded. She smiled a little. "Thank you."

"Anytime.", Sam grinned. "Now come on, we still have to finish your hair."

Lena nodded again and let the other woman guide her away to style her hair.

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Kara stood nervously at the front, eyes glued on the path which Lena would be walking down on any minute now. They were having their wedding outside as they both weren't connected to the church too much - Lena because she wasn't baptised and Kara because her god was Rao.

Kara's heart was beating rapidly against her chest as her eyes scanned the crowd - so many different kind of people.

There were the obvious ones - her friends and family, going from J'onn, Kelly, Nia and Brainy to Eliza, Clark, Lois and their boys. Ruby was seated next to Kelly, not really knowing anyone as Alex stood at the front next to Kara since she was maid of honor and Sam would be walking Lena down the aisle as well as staying there. Since she was her maid of honor.

Even Alura and a few close friends from Krypton had made their way to Earth for this.

There were the other heroes and their accompanies - Barry, Iris, Cisco and Co, Felicity and Mia, the Legends, even Kate.

And so many more. So many people in front of which she could possibly embarrass herself.

She closed her eyes, trying her hardest to control her breathing.

Her eyes quickly shot open when she heard the music starting to play.

She held her breath and only released it when she saw Lena appear at the end of the path. All the tension seemed to fall from her body just as it had when she had heard her agreeing to marry her.

She felt a soft smile spread across her lips as she watched Lena walk towards her, arm tightly secured around Sam's.

Krypto walked a few feet behind them, head held high and excitedly wagging his tail. He carried a small pillow between his teeth on which the rings were placed. Making him probably one of the most adorable ring bearer's of all time.

Lena seemed to relax as well when her hands finally glid into Kara's and she was gently pulled in front of her.

Sam took her place at the side.

Kara couldn't help but stare at Lena, a goofy but dreamy grin on her face - her beauty really was beyond compare.

She unconsciously rubbed over the back of Lena's hands with her thumbs, making the brunette smile.

Neither of them really took notice of what was being said. They were totally lost in each other.

Kara just barely recognized her cue for saying her vows.

She cleared her throat and giggled nervously. But one look into Lena's face calmed her again. She concentrated fully on her.

"There are a lot of things I love about you. One of the things I love most though is that you are inherently good. I knew that from the moment I met you. It wasn't a hunch, I just knew. You... you basically radiated light and optimism and you still do. Despite everything you went through and despite the world trying to bring you down so many times, you... you never give up. You always get back up again and you're ready to prove yourself once more, no matter if people will believe you or not. I admire that about you. I really do and... and you transfer that onto me. You give me hope and faith. I know... I know there's times where you doubt yourself. Seriously doubt yourself but I promise I will always be there by your side to remind you of what you already know deep down. To build you back up again and to give you strength. Just like you give me strength. You make me so strong, Lena, you... You're my yellow sunlight."

She could see the tears glistening in the Luthor's eyes. She wore sappy smile on her lips as well as blushed cheeks.

"Well, it's gonna be hard to compete with that.", Lena exclaimed with a chuckle.

Kara laughed quietly and she heard a few sympathetic laughs from the crowd as well.

She took a shaky breath.

"It's not a secret that... it's hard for me to trust people. I've been betrayed many times over the years and it... it stuck with me. It made me do things I'm not proud of and things I regret doing. But... the best thing I could have possibly done was let you in. It was impossible not to let you in - with your kindness, your warmth... your incredibly goofiness.", Lena smiled. Kara blushed and chuckled. "So when I thought you betrayed me, I lost it. I... I was so used to being betrayed for selfish reasons, that I didn't realise someone might lie to me to protect me. It wasn't something I deemed possible. But it is. You... you stood by me in times where no one else did. Saved me when I thought all was lost. The truth is I only get back up because I know you'll be there to have my back. To catch me in case I fall again. You always did. Especially now. I... I may have lost my eyesight but it feels like I can see more clearly than ever before. Because you're there to guide me through. You... You're my light in the dark."

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tarabyte3 · 1 year

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I Want You to Show Me Weak

Fandom: Andor

Pairing: Kino Loy/F!Reader

Chapter 7/27 (3.2k words)

->start at chapter 1<-

<- Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 ->

Summary: You're pretty sure Kino Loy hates you. He screams at you, grabs you, and shoves you against the wall, and it's becoming a problem because, well...it shouldn't fluster you as much as it does.

Warnings: Explicit rating, Smut, Prison, Prison sex, minor non-graphic injuries, Dom/Sub, sexual tension, dirty talk, praise, hair-pulling, light choking, unprotected sex, oral, angst, orgasm denial

A/N: COME GET CHAPTER 7 EARLY because I couldn't wait any longer. Just remember how benevolent and kind I am when you both love me and hate me after this one. 😇🥰 Work title is from "Poison" by Vaults. Chapter title is from "Open" by Rhye. Previous chapter links up above.

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Chapter 7 - I'm a fool for that shake in your thighs, I'm a fool for that sound in your sighs

Later that evening, you're sitting on your cot, impatiently waiting for him, and trying not to squirm. Which you are failing miserably at. So when Alis beckons Edii from his cell and bullshits at him as they move down the hall, you feel your heartbeat start to pick up in anticipation. Only a few minutes later, Kino appears around the corner. He looks aloof, like he's dropping by for a casual check in on the floor and not to tease you into a complete mess. It drives you crazy. You want to ruffle him. To run your hands through his hair and see him disheveled and driven wild by you the same way you are by him.

You try to get up as smoothly as you can without looking too eager, but he smirks knowingly at you and you know it didn't work. You also don't care because he's there, looking stern and sexy, staring at you in that intense way that he does, and then he's stepping slowly into your cell without taking his eyes off of you.

"I see your table has cleared out of the area." He stops about a foot away, crosses his arms, and raises an eyebrow at you, clearly unimpressed. You wince.

"Yeah, uh, about that. So…Edii is above me." You pause and he tilts his head, waiting for you to continue. "Apparently he has incredible fucking hearing and now the whole table knows."

"Edii told? Really?" There's a look of genuine surprise on his face.

"Yep. They were all confused and suspicious that I was in a good mood, so Edii just…blurted out that he heard us." Kino glances up at your cell's ceiling, but you shake your head. "He's hanging out with them this evening. It's a long story and I'm sure Threl will fill you in." You take a step towards him. "But as happy as I am about Edii, I don't want to talk about him all night."

"I suppose you don't." He lets his gaze drop down to slowly look you over while his face remains impassive.

"We got second place again," you say innocently.

"Yes you did."

"We've never gotten second place twice in a row since I've been here. So I would say that's pretty—" He cuts you off by lunging forward and pulling you into a heated kiss. Your lips meet his hard enough to hurt, to sting, but then his tongue is in your mouth and you're whining into his, and you've already forgotten about the pain. He kisses you deeply, fiercely, until you're desperate for air. Only when you can't take it anymore do you pull away with a gasp.

"This is new," you heave against him, your hands resting over his chest.

"I've been thinking about your mouth all day," his voice is husky as he pants. He leans down to capture your lips in another quick, but hungry kiss. "I wanted to get it out of the way so I can focus."

"How can you be more focused after that?" You ask in a daze.

"Because I know what comes next will be even better."

You curl your fists into the fabric of his uniform top to keep yourself steady. "Fuck," you hiss.

"No, not yet. You haven't earned that." You can only whimper in response. His gravelly voice runs over you like sandpaper, leaving you raw and stinging after every word. "Trust me, I'll know when you have. Or when you can't take anymore."

Your hips roll forward instinctively at the image that conjures, seeking any sort of friction from him. He grabs you tightly by the arms to hold you still and his fingers dig into the tender flesh near your armpits.

"None of that," he scolds with a glare, and guides you by the arms until you're forced to step to the side. "Sit down on the bench." Only then does he release you.

You continue moving until you can feel the solid box behind your calves, steady and unyielding, even as your own legs are unsteady. You plop onto the hard surface and look up at him expectantly. You're waiting for more directions or any indication where this is going, but he surprises you by kneeling in front of you. In this position, he's nearly eye level with you. You give him a questioning glance.

"I would like to kiss you some more, and I don't want your knees buckling before I'm done." You suck in a shivery gasp because you don't know what that means, but it sounds promising. With his hands on your knees, he parts your legs and slowly shuffles forward into the newly created space. Now your knees are on either side of his hips, and oh god. Having him between your thighs like that, close to pressing against the heat of your sex, is intoxicating.

He places a hand behind your head, cupping the base of your skull and holding you in place. Then he's kissing you again. The pace is slower this time. Less heated. There's passion there, but he seems content to take his time to explore your mouth and learn what makes you gasp. His free hand cradles your face, strokes along your cheek and jaw, and then tracks enticingly down your neck. You begin to think this is all tonight will be, gentle kisses and discovery—which is fine by you—when his arms shift to wrap around you. He rubs firmly along your back from your shoulders to your hips, almost testing how his arms fit against you. Soon he begins to grab at your hips and thighs as well as he explores more of you over your uniform.

You begin to do the same, but with a lighter hand. Touching him along his face, the stubble of his beard, the corded muscle of his neck, across his broad shoulders, and down to his chest. When your hands finally grow bold enough to feel along his belly, he growls into your mouth. For a moment the kiss grows in intensity, and he reaches down to cup your ass and slides you further to the edge of the bench. You're so close now to being pressed against where his arousal must be that you can feel the heat of him on your inner thighs. It wouldn't take much to squirm forward another inch, you think. You could even make it look like an accident, a casual shift while you stretch your arms to reach around his neck and hug him to you. But you know he wouldn't buy it, and it might end this. Earn you nothing.

But maybe you can get him there on your own.

You pull away to moan against his lips and let him see the needy look on your face. When he takes in your expression and groans back, you think that may have done it. Instead, his right hand finds the hem of your top, and he slips it underneath the fabric. As his fingers brush your bare skin, you can't stop from moaning again, louder this time, into the heat of his mouth from the contact. His other hand slides under as well, and then all of his fingers are tentatively stroking along your sides and back. You squirm in his hands, trying to keep your composure, but it's too much. You shy away from his light touches and let out a giggle into the kiss.

He pulls back and gives you an amused look. "Are you ticklish?"

"...If I say yes, are you going to tickle me?" You ask hesitantly.

"No. But I will see what I can do about it." His touch shifts from just fingertips to the whole weight of his hands, no longer just brushes and caresses. He drags and gropes his way along your bare back with his rough palms. He also circles your waist in his hands, his thumbs stroking over your stomach, to hold you steady and feel the curve of you down to your hips.

Slowly, his attention diverts. It slides forward to focus on your stomach, your ribs, and tantalizingly further up before retreating at the last moment. He repeats the motion a few more times, each time getting closer to touching where you want him, but never actually doing so. You groan in frustration and you can feel him smirk against your lips. Finally, he works his way up along your sides, and the edge of his thumb grazes the swell of your breast. You arch into the touch, frantic to feel his hands on you.

"Is there something you want?" He teases, and you give him a frustrated grunt.

"I want you to touch me. Please."

He frowns at you. "It doesn't sound like you do."

You bunch your hands into his uniform and use the leverage to both pull him into another kiss and slide your hips forward on the bench so your lower halves finally connect. And god, you can feel him, stiff and throbbing against you and it makes your own arousal ache in anticipation. You give a tentative shift and he groans.

You pull away to look up at him with all the yearning you can muster, and your grip tightens on his shirt. "Kino, please touch me. Please. I need your hands on me," you beg and writhe onto him.

"That's better," he hisses. Suddenly he's cupping and massaging your breasts, his thumbs brushing and circling over your nipples, and you rock and grind your hips against his length. It doesn't take long before you can feel that telltale pressure and heat building in your belly.

"Fuck, Kino, I'm going to come," you pant into his mouth.

He stops what he's doing and pulls away to look at you, his expression disapproving. "I haven't said you could come."

Your heart drops. "What?"

"That's a reward for another night."

"You can't be serious!" You cry out in protest.

With a warning growl, he grabs you by the jaw again, the exact same way he did in the hallway. There's a brief moment where your stomach sinks in misery, but his lips are on yours once more and his tongue is lapping into your mouth, and you gladly melt back into his arms until he releases you. Then, without warning, he thrusts his erection against your core, and you cry out in pleasure and surprise.

"You aren't allowed to come tonight." His voice is firm and leaves no room for argument.

"Then stop it!" You plead in a panic.

"No," he growls and does it again.

"Kino, please!" You try to scoot away from him, but he holds you in place, flush against his hardness.

"You can't control yourself for me?" He taunts. He fully rolls his hips so his length drags along your folds and your clit through the fabric of your uniform, up and down against you. Your own hips jerk, wanting to join his rhythmic thrusts of their own accord.

"Not like this," you sob.

"Do you want me to stop?" He does it again, harsher this time, and you can feel the edges of your orgasm still lingering. Regrouping.

You let out a frustrated cry because you don't want him to stop. You want him to keep going until you're lost and rutting against him, chasing your climax. But you can't.

"Yes!" You wail. "Stop!"

His hips shift away from your core and you nearly weep at the loss of contact. He gives you a pleased hum.

"You listened so well," he praises. He places a few kisses on the corner of your mouth and swipes a thumb along the underside of your breast.

You sniffle and give him a watery look. "This doesn't feel like a reward all of the sudden."

"Oh, it is. You just have to be patient." His voice is gruff and low, and he kisses your jaw. "You'll come…IF you behave tomorrow. Can you do that for me?"

You whimper and nod. "I can behave."

"Good. Because I want to give you what you want," he purrs into your ear. The thought of waiting another full day to find your release in the arms of this man is torture. And you know he enjoys every second denying you of it.

The rest of your kisses are more relaxed and languid, even though his hands still map their way around under your uniform and you still squirm and moan beneath his touch, the memory of your near climax always at the front of your mind. You keep your hips pulled back so you don't accidentally receive even the slightest bit of friction against your neglected sex, despite how desperately you want it.

It isn't long before it's time for him to head back to his cell as you can hear the noises in the hallway heading closer. He leaves you—flushed and wanting and dizzy with the echo of his exploration all over you—with a few final, gentle kisses on your cheeks and temples.

After lights out, you wait until everyone is settled in and quiet before you roll over to face the wall and slip your hand in your pants. Normally you would give it more time to ensure everyone is actually asleep, but you can't wait any longer. You bite your bottom lip to keep from making a sound. It takes you less than a minute before you're riding your orgasm out onto your fingers, and whispering his name into the darkness.

Your table is two down from first place. You still have a few hours left on the shift. Plenty of time to pull ahead or fuck it up.

"Come on, guys! We're getting first today, even if it kills me. I fucking need this."

"Dang, you really want that flavor, too?" Taybus looks impressed.

"I don't think she's thinking about the food, man." Alis says next to you. He and Threl snicker to each other across the table as they both work a wrench.

"Then what—?" Taybus scrunches his face in thought for a moment until he finally settles on a look of horror. "Oh, disgusting!"

You can feel a slight blush, even as you grin. "Says you, but trust me," you lower your voice, "it's way fucking better than the food."

"Fucking better, huh?" Threl adds, which makes him and Alis laugh even harder, and Taybus groans in frustration.

"This is inappropriate." Sorrek's voice cracks.

"Oh, come on! There's nothing else to talk about in here, and this is the most exciting thing to happen in months. Besides, look how happy she is!" Alis gives him a playful shove, which does nothing against Sorrek's thick frame. Instead, Sorrek just eyes you thoughtfully. You have to imagine you look manic bordering on hysterical as you stand in your spot, a hand clenched around your wrench. Far from the satisfied afterglow of someone that actually got thoroughly fucked that they all imagine.

"Can we at least talk about something that isn't her boyfriend?" Taybus whines.

You quickly hold out your hand to stop him from saying anything more. "Woah, hey, no one used the word boyfriend. Okay? That's…I don't..."

"Aha, you haven't had the Talk yet." Threl gives you a knowing look.

"No, I guess we haven't." You sound distracted as you realize you have no idea what he is to you. You've talked, yeah, but only about the fact that you're his. Never what that means.

"Too busy getting, well, busy." Threl laughs.

"I refuse to dignify that with a response."

"Table 3 is up another one." Jevid calls out.

"So are you guys gonna be fuckin each other like rabbits every night?" Alis stares at you as he waits for you to finish on your side. "What if I want to go to bed early?"

You give him a fake glare and take a step back, finally done. "Then go to bed! I'm not stopping you."

"I don't want to fall asleep to you two moaning."

"Clear."

"Oh, for—you sound like Taybus. We aren't that loud and you're like, a cell down from me. You wouldn't even be able to hear us! Unless you're sticking your head out to eavesdrop like a pervert." The last part clicks into place and you all move to attach it. "Threl is the one directly across from me, and Edii is above me. They're the only ones that have a reason to complain."

Alis sighs heavily. "Okay, fine."

"They were quiet when I hear. I mostly only hear her." You flush in horror at Edii's comment and your wrench slips off the nut you were working on.

"At least he's a gentleman." Sorrek grumbles.

You all turn to him in shock, and for a brief moment it feels nice to be on the giving end of this and not the receiving end for once. But also, "Sorrek!" You gasp.

"What? You all know I'm married! I had a sex life before this." He still blushes.

"Yeah, hey, I've got an idea. Why don't we talk about everyone else's sexual experiences for a while and not just mine. I'm sure Jevid has some exciting conquests to share."

"You shouldn't be talking about anyone's." Kino's stern voice comes from directly behind you. You immediately freeze and stare wide-eyed at the rest of your table. They all stare back at you in various states of sympathy and panic. With extreme reluctance, you turn to face him, mouth agape in mortification. "I'd scold you all, but you're only three down from the lead. You might actually take table 3 today. Though you might be IN the lead if you were talking less."

"We were just—"

"Oh, I know what you were doing." He frowns at you and you wince.

"I'm so sorry," you whisper. You can tell he doesn't look happy as he stares at you. His jaw clenches and the line between his brows accentuates his disapproval. You can see the evening you thought you were going to have slipping away. "We're getting first place." You vow.

With a sigh, he finally raises an eyebrow and says, "We'll see."

Then he stalks off.

"Okay guys, now we gotta get first place or I'm not getting shit tonight." You know you're nearly pleading, but you're too desperate to care.

"Well, you're lucky you have six of the best wingmen…" Alis trails off and looks at Taybus. "Okay, five of the best wingmen in here."

"Hey, fuck you! I can get us to first place. You forget I want this, too!"

Sorrek surprises you by saying, "Then less talking, more working!" You give him a shocked look. "What? You got me thinking about my wife and I guess, even though I don't get the appeal, personally, I guess…you deserve that, too." You smile gratefully at him.

Threl grabs the hanging drill. "Sorrek, you big softie! I knew you had it in you."

"Damn, he came around so hard, he's trying to get you laid!" Alis laughs.

Sorrek sputters. "Don't say it like that!"

You go hard. Your body and hands ache, and you can feel the exhaustion seeping into you. The last hour is especially brutal and you all lag somewhat. But it's worth it.

You take the shift. By one rack.

After the announcement, you catch Kino's attention and give him a hungry, victorious leer. He tries to maintain his composure, but you know, under that stoney exterior, he's very pleased with you.

A/N: Today poor Reader discovered the horrors of being Dommed by Kino. Also unfortunately now you have to wait until Sunday morning for chapter 8, but I promise it will contain more smutty Kino goodness. ❤️ Also I made a meme for this chapter

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#andor fanfic #andor #kino loy #kino loy x reader #kino loy x f!reader #i want you to show me weak fic #fanfiction

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stoptellinglieslois · 5 months

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Love fair Act 20

Vampire fanfiction Clark Kent human x Richard Grayson Vampire no capes and tights but fangs and might.

Crossover Thor & Steve Rogers

Richard pov

As soon as we arrived we were greeted with Thor and Steve by the gate of the Wayne manor, Shocked but I didn't let anyone know it they came so quick like lightning I had no time to prep myself. Clark parked the car in front of the gate I unbuckled my belt opened the door and led myself out of the car.

I cursed Thalia and Raz in putting me in this position I killed her and she came back anyways. I was quick to be at Clark side I was expecting the unexpected tonight.

Thor and Steve for a brief moment glance at Clark but made no comment I purposely blocked out Clark if he is using telepathy to talk to me I didn't want anyone knowing anything about us yet or our thoughts right now.

Jason led us in and unlocked the gate for us all three of us were not tired in body but in spirit we lived longer then I have no clue who would rival us in that department. When we went in the manor it was empty and cold no lights were provided it wasn't renovated since the late sixties knowing my brothers never stepped foot in here was even more depressing.

I turned on the knob on the wall and the lights went on cob webs and dust peppered the whole mansion. {Oh god.} I thought to myself and I felt the heavy gaze of Thor and Steve on me they watched me intently they did not have judgement but they had questions that I needed to fill in for them I was dealing with a lord and leader I have no clue how long they've been leaders looks like forever.

"Hello your grace." They both bowed at me and I didn't like it I wasn't a prince anymore I had the wealth though but no longer the title nor the ability to even resurrect it, It is lost and that was that. "Please don't do that I am no longer any of those things anymore I am just Richard." I looked at both of them and their eyes leered at me I guess they didn't like the fact that I rejected their respect for me and what I stand for. "Someone is here." Thor hissed and his behaviour was not directed towards me at all.

"Come out we've discovered you." Steve announced voice carried out in the old mansion. "Very well sir." The cultured voice called back foot steps came from down below the mansion.

I was shocked to see Alfred here he came in and bowed a little to me and to the others he stood proud of himself. "Alfred." I said I knew I was smiling like a fool but I couldn't help it seeing him after all these lifetimes was enough to give me boost of confidence.

I hugged him and he hugged me in return. "Ok so you know him let's continue." I let go of him noticing Clark looking at us curious eyes watching between the both of us. "Richard please tell me why is there a human being here when there are important matters at hand is he your servant." I knew this would bubble up somehow. The topic of Clark being here I couldn't glaze over the matter I had to say something being honest was my best bet at this point.

"This is Clark Kent he is..... my l... he's the reason Thalia woke up he's a teacher and Thalia took possession of one of his co-workers Lois Lane mind and will she's able to reach us all the way to the cottage she won't step foot here we did a complete spell around the city of Gotham." I explained but in me I didn't like explaining myself to anyone my actions were always in good intent so I felt no need to explain anything to anyone.

"So he isn't a servant so again why is he here." Thor said a gentle tone to his manner then Steve straight forward. "Because this is the reincarnation of the love of my life and if I don't keep him by my side she will kill him and make my life a misery for all eternity, That's why he's here with me so I could watch over him." I looked over at Clark who looked away and blushed oh he's blushing he's shy.

"The fact that Rex is dead leaves me to think this Lois is the one who slain him and left his head at my door step leaving the underworld a message. I do believe she is Thalia she is not capable of killing one of us so she killed I believe the next best thing." Jason said arms cross leaning on the fireplace that has not been lit up in many decades the flick of my wrist I ignited it and small amber flames started filtering out from the fire wood.

No one reacted to my antics but Clark he was startled but said nothing just watch the flames grow bigger. "We have to leave tonight and rally up the underworld this is a big threat if she is able to knock out Rex." I shock my head no. "If you leave this city you would have to leave here protected with a spell I could move fast and make you leave here quicker but you'd have to protect your whole tribe and you're whole pack make contact with however you need to this moment you need to move fast though Thalia is a crafty witch." Alfred piped in.

"All right will do." Steve said.

"What about Rex he's still at the back of the car." Jason interjected.

"Ok let's get him out of there then and bury him in the forest."

"He wanted to be cremated."

"Ok let's go then."

Everyone went about the mansion as I glided closer to Clark. "I need to change my clothes I've been wearing the same clothes for three days now do you have anything to wear." Clark looked at me with an expression of uncertainty on his face. "I will see what I could muster here come follow me." We walk in silence to a room I haven't seen in years.

The hall was dusty and I used magic to light up the way till we reached our destination. "Here we are." I pushed in and entered a big closet that looked like a room. "Uh I think you would want pj's I don't know if anything I have will fit you but I know father's has clothes that can fit you nicely." I started my quest on finding Clark something to wear everything in this closet was a museum of my life nothing here was this decade.

I found black silk pajama set that would fit Clark. "I found something for you to sleep in." The buttons are white tortoise shell with silver threading I passed them over to him. "If you would like you could go through the closet and have whatever you like my home is your home." I told him gently.

"Thank you. Where can I change." He looked around. "Or take a shower." He said he is too tense around me I could feel it but what could I do I just hauled him into this world of mine and made him into this prisoner here I can't really let him go out really because I needed to make sure are allies are good enough to with stand the first wave of Thalia's assault.

"If you could follow me then our room is down the hall."

"Our room you mean we will be in the same room again."

"Yes Clark."

"Why."

"Clark please not now ok I am not going through this with you right now the day was long this night is even longer can we do this another time." I didn't want to argue with two ancient leaders still down stairs who are able to hear us with no problem at all.

"......Are you going to try something with me."

"...No because I could see you are not ready for any of that yet."

"I can't do this knowing you want something from me because usually that's what guys want.... you're protecting me but it comes with a cost doesn't it." I had to shut this down. "Clark take a shower first and then we can argue." I tried urging him out of the closet and into the hall but he's stubborn.

"Do you want to have sex with me." I wasn't going to deny anything at this moment because as soon as he said it I felt like it was an ice breaker for me.

"Yes I do and I know that makes you feel uneasy but for me it's what I would like from you It does not need to be tonight but..."

"But but what does that mean Richard." He turned his back to me icing me out just like that giving me the cold shoulder, That triggered me it hit differently when he did that and that's when reason went out the window.

I snap.

Flashback

Richard pov

"You don't have enough money leave here at once." I watched as the fisherman for weeks since his parents parish a month ago and left him like tramp in the forest.

Looking for shelter in one of the low rate paying taverns around I was about sixteen and I thought my crush for him would have left me but it never did it stayed with me for the rest of my life.

He left the tavern as I spied on him more frequently now I was out at night with my brothers and I strayed away from there company when I saw the fisherman.

He sat near a well I did a quick hand gesture and left a cranberry colour velvet pouch full of gold coins in his hand.

He didn't notice my hunter's green hooded cape nor my quick hand all he saw was suddenly a pouch full of money in his hand.

He got up shocked and walked back to the tavern I watched him go in and I went in as well following far behind him.

End of act 20 next is act 21

Thank you for reading

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stoptellinglieslois · 8 months

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Principal of pleasure part 37

Bruce calls Clark as Lois gives a piece of her mind to Bruce.

Superman x Dick pairing

Clark

"I beg your pardon Lois."

"You heard me Bruce."

"I... I think you got me confused with someone else Lois I don't love Clark." Oh my god Bruce lied... I do understand why he lied to her.

"I am not confused Bruce don't take me for a fool." Lois hissed at him.

"I never said that."

"I think we should end this call thank you for calling Bruce." I said hurriedly but I got an angry protest from both Lois and Bruce.

"Don't you dare hang up Clark I want Bruce to know I know. Did you ever sleep with him Bruce." I choked up on how blunt she was.

"...No Lois I never slept with him look me and Clark are just friends Lois. I'm sorry you are hurt but nothing happened between me and Clark ok." I just stared at my phone listing to Bruce sad deep voice coming through the phone.

"How am I to believe any of this."

"Because you have to I am Just a friend."

"But do you have feelings for him. Tell me the truth."

A long pause came at the other end of the line as Bruce didn't answer Lois right away I was going to hang up when he did answer her.

"Yes...." Bruce admitted to Lois.

"For how long."

"Forever...."

"Hang up."

I hung up and a few minutes later my cell rang again.

"Well your right he does have feelings for Clark. I wanted to know what you told me that night if it rang true and it did." Lois said getting up and pacing my phone still ringing.

That's when the door opened and Jon bounced in the door, He exclaimed when he saw Dick and ran to him giving him a bear hug.

The air in the room was hostile to me and Dick we needed to leave here for so many reasons.

We were not going to fix anything here today.

"Me and Dick we gotta go Jon." I ruffled his onyx locks.

"Where are you going." Dick released him and Jon looked at Lois how's back is turned to us I didn't know when she picked up the bottle of sambuca.

"I need to talk to you but not now ok." I told him he just nodded and didn't question me.

My phone never stopped ringing we walked out of the house.

We left Lois in the house she never said one word when Jon came in the house. She didn't even turn around to look at us but Jon stayed by the porch and watched us go into the old pick up truck.

I waved to Jon I knew this was far from over we were in serious trouble, This was not going to go down well me and Dick people weren't going to digest us being a couple very well.

I knew this was going to be a challenge and I can't lie that I didn't know it wouldn't come with a cost, But it was a fight I never wanted to initiate with my family and friends ever.

"He won't stop calling pick it up." Dick told me.

We sat here listening to the phone vibrate and I put it on speaker.

"Bruce Lois isn't around so whatever you need to say just say it and hang up." I was not in the mood for this anymore.

"How the fuck did she know about that."

"She isn't stupid Bruce."

"She would have never known I only told you and Dick." He said yelling at me through the speaker phone.

"Well I never told her a thing."

"So it's Dick." Dick never said one word either at the house or in the truck when Bruce called.

Dick fidget when he heard his name he looked at me and bit his lip nervous.

"We should not jump to conclusions and blame anyone she knows how you truly feel about me, It's enough to make her feel the way she does." Lois never let on about are separation to Bruce she had her own agenda for not telling him.

"God how will I ever face her now."

"I am hoping never."

"... I am sorry to cause friction between the two of you but I wasn't expecting that." Bruce replied more calmer this time.

"Why did you call me in the first place."

"I wanted to ask if you wanted to come and have dinner with the family again... it would seem it would be very tense right now for that." Dick shook his head yes I looked at him for a moment not sure but agreed to go.

"I'll come by myself Bruce without Lois when is it." I told him as I watched Dick as he sat back on his seat.

"how about tommorrow at the manor."

"Yes that's sounds fine."

"See you then." And Bruce hung up.

"I want you to go I don't trust what's going on here." Dick ponder. "I feel like we are being fleece out but we need to be ten steps ahead of them." But I feel at this point would it matter if they knew about us.

"Dick doesn't matter if they know I mean I know I said we hope it wouldn't come to that at this point it's going to be harder I don't want to lie anymore or hide." The more we hide the more we leave paper trail.

"You're right but we need to be prepared for anything at this point." Dick told me by putting a hand on my knee.

"I already have an exit plan if you will agree to it."

"Whatever it is I need to hear it sooner than later." Dick said watching me closely.

"I always thought of us living in the cabin restarting our lives all over again." Which is where we are headed right now.

"I only know city life or the circus or being Nightwing." Dick said honestly.

"And I could teach you about that kind of life but, Dick I told you in the beginning we could go anywhere we want in the universe and do whatever we want however we want." I said to him I held his hand as I drove.

"Wherever you take me make sure we don't get killed by Bruce." Dick says to me his voice cracking a bit.

"I'll make sure he won't kill us I promise."

End of part 37 next is part 38

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