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nunubug99 · 1 year

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Surprise!!

I guess I’m :

✨💖 Back on my bullshit 💖✨

Thinking about how Bruce and Clark land on the idea of swapping partners to spice things up. Although it was an of hand joke made under the influence, neither could let the idea go.

Clark bringing it up to you, another meta, and Bruce to Selina. Clark blushes and fumbles through the confession, but eventually he asks what you think. Shock hits you first, but then the more you think about it, the more appealing it becomes.

The 4 of you decide that this will be a way to explore yourself and your partner better. Almost like a couples retreat! Although you all are excited to learn new tips, tricks, and honest feedback that you wouldn’t otherwise get, you all agree it’s best to come up with rules and safe words ahead of time.

Let’s meet our cast shall we? :

Y/N :

The Jack of all trades. Making a name for herself along the eastern seaboard, Y/N is a black freelance artist who works as a museum curator. Her power allows her to have superhuman strength, speed and endurance, while her meta gene allows her to bend, absorb, and manipulate solar energy. Much like Clark, her power comes from the sun. Known as the Golden Gladiator, her heroics are only brought up in times of severe crisis. She often prefers her civilian life and the privileges it affords, as her secret identity has only been shared with those she can trust. Wild card : Likes when she and Clark can let go of being cautious and careful. Since they both have similar energy sources, their lovemaking can actually be a way to transfer solar radiation. Whether it’s in the middle of a battle or at home, this has proven to be extremely rewarding over the course of their relationship. Because the two of them are metas, they can focus on each other rather than their ✨destructive✨ actions. Extra Bonus : Y/N is curious to see how this experience will improve her skills and impact their relationship.

Note : Although this is not an OC, as I write Y/N I am imagining some of Teyonah Paris’s characteristics.

Kal / Clark :

Strong and Sensitive. This big boy is the definition of the “Country boy I love youuu!” Vine. Between his responsibilities as a reporter and as earths biggest hero, he always makes sure he has time for you. His biggest asset is his attention to your senses. Over the last few years of marriage, you’ve found that he can always tell how you’re feeling before the words even leave your mouth. His size comes as an added bonus, but his wild card is using it in his knack for overstimulation. As an attentive partner, he’ll make sure that all your needs are taken care of and catered to at the utmost importance. All he asks in return is that you try to keep up with him. :) King of Aftercare. Will talk you through it while showering you with his praise. Both physical touch and words of affirmation are his ways of showing his devotion. Extra bonus : He becomes a slight tease when you’re loopy. He’ll ask you to tell him what you want or how you want it; and when you can’t deliver, he’ll keep going until you can.

Bruce :

Calculating and Experienced. The opposite of the man from Smallville in almost every way. Where Clark likes to be soft as if he was working with clay, Bruce is more equipped to be as efficient and in control as possible like a botanist with a bonsai tree. King of edging. Won’t let you cum until he thinks you deserve it. Will make you beg in the best way. Has a knack for public play and shibari. All his travel and escapades has made him extremely aware of his likes and dislikes, so it’s very unlikely you’ll surprise him with any requests. He’s usually playing brat tamer so this will be a nice change of pace. Wild card : Is not afraid of his sexuality or pushing his limits. He shows his adoration in gifts rather than words. His past consistent lovers would usually be showered in parting gifts, for example Selina’s Tiara collection. You would be no exception to this rule and in his aftercare you will look up things you want. He will get annoyed if you speak up about prices; and as punishment he’ll make you add more to your cart. Extra bonus: Can and will make you cum without touching you. His biggest goal is to beat his personal record of withholding your release.

Selina :

Sensual and Clever. Selina will play her partners like a symphony. The woman is the perfect match for the man who plans for everything. This cat found her way to Gotham City after trying to find a fresh start when her first life was taken from her. Her objective is to leave them wanting her more than they ever thought possible. Wild card : She revels in the idea of being both a brat and a dominatrix. So being able to play with both roles has her more excited than anyone. Before getting down to business, she usually likes to set the mood for the evening. Whether it’s roleplay or even a drink, she finds that the most alluring part to her is the foreplay before the fun begins. Bonus : Although her hands are usually tied up, she’s actually very intentional about her nails during play. Because of this, she dabbles in both S&M as well as sensory play whenever she can.

(Taking inspiration from both the Harley Quinn series and the Catwoman movie featuring Halle Berry)

Although I mainly thought of this because of the endless possibilities that a chaotic superhuman wifeswap would entail; I do credit some of the inspiration from the “Listening Party” Series by @canumoveurseatup-no Aka Bexie. Literally one of the greatest writers of our time! I can only hope that one day I’m able to express my thoughts and ideas like they can 💖

Due to my schedule, Idk when I’m gonna actually post 😬 However I will be working on the first installment this week so we’ll see what happens 🤷🏾‍♀️

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2gotham2high · 1 month

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2GOTHAM2HIGH - FAN CAST (MAIN CAST)

Chris Mason as...

BRUCE WAYNE A.K.A BATMAN

Bill Skarsgård as...

JACK NAPIER A.K.A JOKER

Dove Cameron as...

SELINA KYLE A.K.A CATWOMAN

#2Gotham2High #dc batman #batman #joker #jack napier #selina kyle #fan cast #joker x catwoman #batman x catwoman #joker x batman #jack napier x selina kyle #jack napier x bruce wayne #selina kyle x bruce wayne #catwoman

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no-mercy-bby · 8 months

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Batcat 80s playlist🦇🖤🐈‍⬛️

#batcat #bruce wayne #selina kyle #bruce wayne x selina kyle #selina kyle x bruce wayne #batman 1989 #batman returns #batman 1992 #I JUST CHECKED AND NONE OF MY SPOTIFY LINKS ARE CONNECTED I LOVE THAT SO MUCH #yayyy #anyways i need more songs for this playlist🫶

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lily-drake · 2 years

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I KNOW it’s been a hot second, and I’m sorry. Personal stuff has been kicking me in the butt and I haven't been able to write something for myself in literally 3 weeks. I hope this makes up for it. Requested from my Ao3 here is part 2 of, Why Can’t Bats Rest in Peace?

Sorry. I missed the part where you said to post requests here. This is an idea to follow up your resurrected Marinette story.

What about Marinette struggling with her time as ladybug but also the fear and anxiety from her resurrection. Like having flashback from the worst akumas and her having new fears like being underground or in small spaces. The bat family helps her with the akuma trauma and Jason helps with the trauma from her resurrection. Does this work? I’m good at brainstorming ideas but am really bad at writing my ideas out as a story.

Ground me, Not Bury Me

Falling, she was falling! The air had left her lungs and all she could feel was wind whipping around her. She screamed and reached for the hand of an unknown man with blonde hair and bright green eyes. She could feel a strong pull to him, but she couldn’t remember what for. She gasped for air, but everything was still blurred around her as she came crashing down, down, down! She screamed and screamed and screamed as she was suddenly stabbed by an unknown person with a blurred face. She wasn’t falling anymore, instead she was on her knees holding her side where warm liquid dripped down around her. Someone was speaking, but she couldn’t make out a word. She looked around and saw people with black hair wearing strange clothing around her. She felt the strongest urge that she knew them. She wanted to crawl towards them to make sure that they were alright, but suddenly something cold and hard was clasped tightly around her wrists. She looked up at the blurred figure as they laughed manickly. She didn’t feel afraid of them, but for some reason she was afraid of what they would do to her and the other people. She could glimpse bits of white and green from the blurry figure, and then they hit her and she fell over. When she tried to get back up, she found that she couldn’t even sit up. She felt soft material surrounding her, and something flowing at her legs. She screamed again as there wasn’t a single speck of light. It was dark, it was so dark, and something was trickling down her face! She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t breathe, why can’t she breathe?! She banged her fists against the plush material, but it did nothing. She scratched and clawed, shredding her skin to bits, but she ignored the pain. Her panic only increased as the more she struggled the faster the unknown substance came down into whatever was holding her. She sobbed, she couldn’t even remember the last time she had cried. She couldn’t take it anymore, why was all this happening?! Why couldn’t she be free?! She was going to die, she was going to disgrace her family and die because she was to incompitent to escape! She just wanted this to be over.

***

Bruce, Damian, Dick, Jason, and Alfred hurried to the room Marinette was in. They had heard her screaming and needed to make sure she was okay. Marinette had been getting better as of recent months, but it was still a long way to go for her recovery. Nobody knew what had brought her back, not even the Flashes, but she was here, and they weren’t going to lose her again. She had on and off days where she was able to be fully awake and conscious for a few hours at a time, her record was currently 6, before fading back into a cloudy sort-of daze. These hours were often few and far between, often happening only once or twice a month at random.

As they neared the door the horrid screams were replaced by heart-wrenching sobs and muffled pleading.

“Let ‘e out!”

She gasped out as they slowly opened her door. Marinette wasn’t moving, but her body was tense in a way that showed her fear of being trapped.

“Too small! Dark! Help!”

She cried out causing Jason to instantly run to her side. Gently he picked his baby sister up so that he could sit on her bed and have her lean against his chest as he caressed her head.

“Shh. It’s okay Pixie. You’re not there, you’re out. You won’t ever go back there again.”

Jason whispered soothingly into her ear as his eyes began to water with unshed tears. Slowly Marinette’s erratic breathing began to slow as Jason continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ears while rocking her slightly. Her eyes began to open, tears still falling down her oh so pale cheeks. Her eyes were still clouded over and not a word escaped her as she stared into nothingness. She simply leaned closer into her big brother's chest seeking out the warmth she desperately wanted.

The others watched from the doorway hesitant to ruin the moment. But Jason simply looked up at them with a sad smile and with a quick movement of his head invited them to join them. Jason moved to the center of the bed and let everyone surround the two. Damian was the first one, moving to hug his sister’s right while wishing he could do anything to relieve her of this pain. Tim came on their left, resting his head against Jason’s shoulder as he stared worriedly at his baby sister. Dick plopped on next to Damian and wrapped all of them into a hug as he looked into Marinette’s clouded eyes. Bruce simply sat on the edge of the bed staring lovingly at all of his children promising himself that he’d keep watch. He’d keep them all safe. Alfred smiled at his family while wrapping the large duvet around all of the members cuddled together in the center of the bed. He gave Bruce a small squeeze on the shoulder before he silently left the room keeping the door open just a crack. All would be well, not now, but one day.

***

Marinette leaned her head against Dick’s shoulder. She was conscious today, and she didn’t know how to feel about it. She had died, she knew she had died, she remembered the way she had died. She wished she didn't because it always made her finicky and it made her feel like she wanted to claw off her own skin at times. Besides, if she began to actually think about it, she would go back to the mazy mist that clouded her brain. That was almost worse because every time she came back she lost once again and didn’t know how long it had been, where she was, what had happened to her, it was a truly awful and disorienting feeling to exist. The worst part was because she was trained to never let herself be that adrift in the first place, so the fact that it happened so often and for so long made everything even worse. It was always the worst when she came to when she was alone. Nobody was there to ground her and all she could do was panic until the haze overtook her senses once more. She glanced around the den feeling the heat from the flames caress her unnaturally cold skin. It was nice, that was until a flash of a burning city came into her mind. It was so hot, the scent of charred skin hung heavy in the air and she couldn’t breathe! Screams resounded in her head and despite her attempts to cover her ears to quiet the sound, it only made the cries of agony grow lounder, and louder, and LOUDER!

“Marinette, it’s okay. You’re not in Paris anymore. It’s all over. Please Mari, I need you to breathe.”

Someone was holding her wrists in a firm yet gentle grasp as her head was gently against something firm yet comfortable. The first thing she noticed was the slow rise and fall of object she could now decipher as her older brother's chest. Then she heard the constant ba-dump of a heartbeat. She tried her best to match her breathing to the rhythm, taking her time and trying her best not to fall back into the cloud. She didn’t want to go back, she wanted to stay here in this moment, able to comprehend the world and people around her. She didn’t want to miss anything else.

“You’re not in Paris. You never have to go back there again. You did such a good job, and we’re so proud of you.”

She tuned into the sound of her brother’s voice and took in the scent of his aftershave. She was okay, it would be okay.

“Th-thank you.”

She murmured. Because of how long she went in her hazes unable to properly speak her voice had been quiet and almost inaudible due to disuse. She hated it.

Dick gave her a gentle smile and placed a gentle kiss to the crown of her head.

“I’ve got you Mare. You’ll be okay.”

Marinette leaned into her brother’s gentle touch and was so very thankful that the void hadn’t taken her right then. In fact, she was able to stay like that for another good hour before the haze washed over her once more.

***

She wasn’t going to kie, this was the worst time to come out of haze, no doubt about it. It was slow, but she knew what was going on. There was warm water rushing down her body and somebody was scrubbing her hair. She nearly screamed when she realized what was going on. Her head snapped to the side in full awareness and the person bathing her almost fell from shock. It was Selina, she internally sighed with relief. They stared at each other for a few moments before Selina smiled at her and whispered,

“Is it alright if I finish, I was just about to rinse the conditioner out.”

Marientte stared at her for a bit longer contemplating whether or not she was actually okay with that. When she was unable to move her arms from her side and unable to stand up from the stool she was situated on she reluctantly agreed.

Of course she trusted Selina, but this was just so embarrassing and goodness this was awkward. Why of all times did she have to come to know. She tried to sit still and not think of the water trickling past her face and how it reminded her of the attacks made by Stormy Weather. The rain that fell down her face as cries from civilians resounded as some were killed in tornadoes and twisters, others in collateral damage, and how many froze to death trapped in giant blocks of ice. The sound of mourning parents and children as the rain continued to beat down upon her. Once the water was off she was glad to be wrapped in the warm and fuzzy towel. She was shivering though, more so than a normal person would after getting out of a warm shower and attacked by cold air. No, she assumed this was the consequence she got for pulling a Jason, a broken internal heating system.

“It’s going to be alright dear. Let’s get you dressed then I’ll bring you down for dinner.”

Marinette didn’t bother asking for the date at this point, it was worthless until she was fully healed and able to stay continuous for more than a few hours a day. She let Selina dry her hair, brush and braid it, dress her into a warm pair of sweats, a thick cozy sweater and warm fuzzy socks with the grippies on the soles. It was nice really, and the chill wasn’t as bad now. She let Selina pick her up, as her legs just would not hold her, and bring her down stairs to the dining room. She leaned into all of her touches, nearly basking in it in hopes that she could bring the feelings back with her when she went back to the void.

There was loud chatter from the dining room and when they entered everyone glanced up. She was glad that instead of falling silent their smiles simply got brighter when they saw her eyes were indeed cognizant.

“Angel, tell these hooligans that it is acceptable to hit someone when they offer it!”

Damian said as he crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. Marinette smirked as she was carefully deposited in her seat next to her brother.

“That depends, how was the offer phrased?”

She asked playfully.

“I think it is okay to follow through when the imbecile askes, ‘what are you going to do, hit me?’”

Marientte giggled a little and nodded as if she were in thought.

“I agree with Damian, at that point they are asking for it.”

Dick pouted,

“Blueberry, we’re trying to not encourage him to hit his fellow students.”

Marinette raised a brow at that and shrugged.

“Not like I knew he hurt anyone because of that line.”

Jason nodded at that and pointed at her with his fork.

“She has a point. Can’t blame her when she was asked a question with no background knowledge.”

Dick nodded with fake seriousness.

“True, true. But now that you know it, do you still stand by that statement?”

He asked with an obvious fake serious voice.

Marinette mirrored him and set her face into one of full concentration before she gave a curt nod.

“Yes, I do. They asked for it, thus it is still okay.”

Damian smiled triumphantly while Jason gave her a subtle thumbs up while Dick pouted and Bruce just gave a TiredDad™ sigh. Marinette was so happy while she ate that she completely forgot about any thoughts of Paris or her gruesome demise. She was even able to watch a full movie with her family in the Den. Unfortunately, she was still consumed by the haze once again, but she was getting better. Soon, maybe she would never be forced into a haze again, but until then she would take as much as she could get with her short bouts of consciousness.

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stylesmyth · 2 years

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devour me with certainty - coming soon (?)

Nothing for two months. Complete silence. Bruce could focus on creating his public persona, begin to rebuild the Wayne’s philanthropic name, and at night he can meet with Gordon, accompany him to a scene, or get ahead of the trouble himself.

Silence.

And then she was there.

based off my headcanons in this post

lyrics from Ya’aburnee by Halsey (not the inspiration for this fic, but definitely batcat vibes)

who knows if I’ll actually finish this but I’ve outlined the whole thing, so here’s to hoping!

#if you wanna talk batcat my inbox is open #ive been reading so much batcat since the film came out lmao #batcat #the batman #the batman 2022 #batman #bruce wayne #selina kyle #selina x bruce #selina kyle x bruce wayne #batman x catwoman #angst #robert pattinson #zoe kravitz

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celticcatgirl2 · 8 months

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“Uhhh…I was just gonna say the pizza rolls are ready….uhhh….”

#shut up alex #personal #dc #dc comics #dc universe #catwoman #batman #sister zero #selina kyle #bruce wayne #maggie kyle #batcat #batman x catwoman #catwoman x batman #bruce wayne x selina kyle #selina kyle x bruce wayne #bruce x selina #selina x bruce

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cocoabubbelle · 2 years

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I don’t understand what Batman/Bruce Wayne sees in Catwoman/Selina Kyle.

Before anyone gives me flak, let me explain:

Yes, they are one of the canon DC couples I like. Yes, they have some cute back and forth banter. However, looking back on trying to figure out when I was aboard this ship, I realized it was less about what appealed to me as a couple and more of they were portrayed so much together in animation/film/comics/etc and more of understanding “ok these two are supposed to be together because since they are always shown together,” if that makes any sense.

I was also annoyed that rarely, if at all, Batman actually had Catwoman arrested or receive some sort of comeuppance for her crimes because of random excuses made so that she could get away with her behavior.

“But they are very similar!” How? Just because in some continuities they both are orphans and chose to make their own way into the world? Sorry, I need more than that.

“But she shows him that not everything is black and white/bad vs good!” Yeah…that’s not always a good thing; I am one of those fans who believe that he should have had Joker and a bunch of other criminals, but especially Joker, shot/executed a long time ago, even if he does it in self-defense. Just because more people fall into the grey area than actual black and white morality doesn’t mean they should be exempt from most of the consequences. Even if they are ultimately good people stealing from rich jerks. Am I being harsh? Maybe. Or maybe I’m sick of the whole “capitalism is bad because it’s at the expense of the poor” themes because of all the things that for some reason writers decide must be absolutely black and white despite their messages that people aren’t, it’s that rich people/corporations = bad/in the wrong unless they are Batman/Iron Man/etc and that poor people = good/always misguided/sympathetic/in the right.

“But they’re the status quo and status quo > everything else!” Psh. If that’s true, then:

Why did DC Comics retcon their first official marriage and their daughter out of existence from canon?

Why did DC Comics make a huge deal out of Bruce and Selina finally getting married in one of the recent continuities and have her go toe-to-toe with Thalia to prove her worthiness only to get cold feet at the end?

Does status quo > everything mean they going to make Harley Quinn get back together with the Joker romantically even though she moved on from him and he got another girlfriend who’s basically her but with a different color palette, age, and background, because the former’s backstory is so tied with his influence?

Does status quo > everything mean they going to make Tim eventually go back to Stephanie even though he came out as Bi and is dating Bernard because Tim and Stephanie always resume their romantic relationship no matter what universe?

I could go on about how stupid the status quo can be when it’s been shown time and time again that some characters just don’t work out well together no matter how iconic their relationship is or used to be unless the right writers (hur hur) can pull it off.

Don’t get me wrong. I still like Batman/Catwoman, but I don’t like them as much as I do like Batman with other women.

I don’t know.

Maybe I’m missing something.

Anyone care to explain why Batman/Catwoman is a couple you root for?

#batman #bruce wayne #catwoman #selina kyle #batman x catwoman #bruce wayne x selina kyle #shipping woes #shipping #shipping problems #joker x harley #Tim x Stephanie #status quo #dc comics #dc universe #catwoman x batman #selina kyle x bruce wayne

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