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namsoek · 1 year

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jaime reyes, a nerd.

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dcmultiverse · 1 year

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Nicole Kidman photographed by Firooz Zahedi, 1996

#nicole kidman #nkidmanedit #dccastedit #flawlessbeautyqueens #90sedit #chewieblog #cast: nicole kidman #cast: dceu #cast: batman forever #cast #still #by gina #mine

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dragcnbreak · 7 months

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hd video of jaime’s room if anyone want to help look for stuff referencing specific interests or what not 😭

#mine #blue beetle #blue beetle 2023 #jaime reyes #dc #dceu #dcu

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shayerathals · 25 days

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↳ @pscentral event 26: minimalism

Aldis Hodge as Carter Hall/Hawkman

source: black adam (2022) dir. jaume collet-serra

#ch: carter hall #aldis hodge #hawkman #gif #*mine #black adam (2022)#f: dc #dcedit #dceu #dcu #comicedit #type: gif #my gifs #pscentral

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zacksnydered · 8 months

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"It's not an S. On my world it means hope." Man of Steel (2013) | Dir. Zack Snyder

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lgbtvegas · 4 months

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izzy's list of favorite characters (30/?): felicity smoak (arrow)

if i had accepted my life, i would be a cocktail waitress in vegas.

#felicity smoak #arrow #arrowedit #dcedit #dceu #mine #mine*#izzycharacters

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ms-nesbit · 9 months

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goodness (jason todd x reader)

rating: 18+ (fuck off, minors)

summary: jason wakes you up in the morning :)

warnings: jason todd is sad, this is FLUFF, implied smut, reader has night terrors, jason and reader have anxiety

note: i loved writing this. much more than smut. i might switch to being fluff only for a bit. lmk if you agree please :)

ao3

You shifted in your sleep, face twisting into discomfort as you detected danger. It was fictional, of course - all nightmares you had hadn’t come to life since you left home - but in your unconscious state, they felt as real as your body - or, these days, Jason - allowed.

And Jason didn’t sleep; it was what he craved some nights, and (what’s even more) could have used that lost rest, but chose to watch over you as you slumbered away. The first time he slept over, it was the night you found him bludgeoned and sprawled on the fire escape staircase just outside your window. In one word, it was fateful, something that neither of you dismissed. Jason awoke on your living room floor, you kneeling while haphazardly patching the punctures and wounds scattered around his body. A meet cute, he said to himself when he first laid eyes on you, your skin aglow from the kiss of the moonlight.

And was it the first time you’d tended to someone so bruised and bloodied? Absolutely not. Yet it was the first of many times he’d sneak to your window, seeking salvation in his disquiet condition; he was so worried the night would be his last, and he at least wanted to take his last breath by your side, your arms holding him, and wings encompassing him.

“Why are you here?” You asked in a forced whisper, bringing your hand into a tight fist. “I thought you said you didn’t want to see me anymore.”

Jason made it through the window before he collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain. He was quiet for a moment, and you rushed to his side, assuming position with one hand on his shoulder, and another taking his gloved hand. “Christ, Todd, what did you get yourself into?”

He heard the tears in your voice, and looked up at you. “I want to spend my life with you. Or whatever of it I have left.” he attempted to alter his weight distribution, lifting himself from the ground with his good arm, but it left him breathless.

You caught him, and helped him to the couch, where he slumped over on the armrest. Standing right to your feet, you began to walk out of the room to retrieve the first aid kit in the bathroom. “We can talk about this some other time, Todd, I just have to take care-”

But you were stopped with Jason’s grip on your forearm. “No.” he gritted through clenched teeth. “Just-just listen, okay?” you turned to face him. “I was scared that they would find you, that they would hurt you. I can’t lose you.” your teary eyes were met with his, and they bore more heartbreak than his contusions. He meant it. After days of silence and distance from him, he came back to you, and your hand was in his again.

“Please don’t leave again.” you started, voice wavering. “I can’t lose you either.” you placed a hand on his cheek, which he immediately welcomed, by closing his eyes and feeling your warmth. You felt the sting of a stray teardrop hitting your finger, and you brushed its trail away in hopes that no more would follow. “If that means my last day is tomorrow, I don’t care - I want it to be spent with you.” you grinned faintly. “I’m a strong woman anyway.”

In the darkness, you could still see the glimmer of his smile; you were thankful he’d removed his helmet, as was protocol when he entered your apartment. “You are.” he placed his hand over yours, giving it a weak squeeze. “But I’ll protect you even when you can’t protect yourself. I’m here. Always.”

Always.

Jason dotted on you with sweet whispers in your ear and kisses peppered along your temple, forehead, and nose; you hadn’t realized it, but he absolutely spoiled you, because on the nights he was away on patrol, or out of state, you texted him the next morning that you felt colder without him beside you.

Here he is, dotting on you again, this time with a tender holding of your hand, and a gentle whisper. “It’s okay. It’s a dream. I’m here. I love you.” Jason reminded you, the words bearing more weight than gold, his voice dripping like warm nectar into your ear. You hummed in your sleep in response, rolling onto your back. “I won’t let them hurt you.” he stared right at you, seriousness steering his tone and expression.

“I won’t let them hurt you.” he rocked you as you rode through your wave of anxiety from the night terror. “They won’t do it; I won’t let them.”

Despite the nerves, you managed to return the embrace, burying your face into his neck as you sobbed. His grasp on your shirt became desolate, emotion overcoming him as well. Your chest heaved as you cried. “I’ve got you.” he assured, kissing your hair. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

You murmured in your sleep, still stirring. He watched over you as the palette of the sunrise painted your face into a beautiful array, something Jason couldn’t possibly get tired of. In fact, the nights you both stayed up and talked, and the same colors kissed your skin, Jason recalled his feelings for you deepening; it hadn’t even taken a week for him to develop the matured adoration.

“Shirt off, please.” you pleaded kindly, legs on either side of Jason’s hips. “I’ve always fantasized about what you looked like underneath your clothes.”

Jason stopped in his tracks, face still hovering over yours as he simply shook his head. “Why not?” you asked, offended.

Looking away, Jason sat back up on his heels. “Look - I know you know about Red Hood, and all that jazz, but-”

“But what, Jason? Is there something else you’re hiding from me?” your voice rose with tension, far different from the arousal you had just felt a moment earlier.

Jason sighed and removed his shirt hesitantly, and turned his face away from you to shield himself of your reaction. He was ashamed of himself, embarrassed by… scars. Ones that were so vulnerable, so telling, that he might as well have his life story etched on him.

You sat up and traced along his autopsy scar, from one end on his chest to the other, and then down to his torso. Then, to his surprise, he felt warm lips pressed on each scar, one by one, and he whipped his head back to you at the contact. You looked up at him with amiable eyes almost as naked as his chest, and once he realized you accepted him, he cupped your chin in his hands, planting a tender kiss as he laid you back down.

“Good morning, Princess.” Jason smiled down at you as you woke up to the happiest sight in front of you. You pecked his nose, pulling his hand to rest over your heart as you gazed at him.

Had there not been missions, patrol, or the ever-so-definite arguments between you two, you’d be waking up to Jason’s pleasantries every morning; he was there to greet and catch you when you’d least expect it. “Good morning, Jay.” you smiled back, and the words made him beam brighter.

“You know, you really are a dork.” you laughed, poking fun at Jason’s interest in literature.

Jason gawked. “What! There’s nothing wrong with liking Matilda!”

“But there is something up with you wanting a Matilda tattoo.” you added, tauntingly scrunching your nose at him. You nuzzled up closer, head on his chest. “Being a dork isn’t a bad thing, though, Jay.”

Each time you called him by that name, Jason was blanketed in affection and comfort. He was happy to be beside you, to have chosen you, again and again, after time.

And you were happy to be welcomed into his true self, beyond the red hooded boogeyman painted across the world. With each passing day, you two grew closer, and in no time, you two fused together.

#jason todd x reader #jason todd/reader #jason todd #red hood x reader #red hood/reader #red hood #dcu #dceu #batfamily #fanfiction #my post #mine #ao3 #jason todd fluff

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avatarazi · 1 month

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AMBER HEARD AS QUEEN MERA in Aquaman and The Lost Kingdom (2023)

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grayisblogging · 7 months

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i love him

#he just gets it #abner krill #polka-dot man #the suicide squad #dceu #mine

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lenreli · 1 year

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#dc #dcedit #dceu #dceuedit #zsjl #zack snyder's justice league #zsjledit #filmedit #bruce wayne #ben affleck #batman #baffleckedit #batfleck #mine #this is my emotional support dilf and you will pry him out of my cold dead hands #:)

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fancylala4 · 5 months

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It’s kind of funny seeing mcu stans saying that they never seen a movie gotten so much hate until the marvels. Because I remember that this happened to every DCEU movie that has came out for years. Every review was nitpicking the movie and comparing it the mcu.

#mine #anti mcu #anti mcu stans #dceu

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namsoek · 8 months

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