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[mothcub]

If you are dealing with a "situationship" there is really only one solution:

[dulcescorderitas]

Hey, how are you? I've a request for Clark Kent, where the reader is jealous and insecure about Lana, the reader is Clark's girlfriend, but she knows about the crush Clark had on Lana and the reader is jealous, and she gets a little clingy with Clark when Lana is around? Please, no smut, if you don't want to write, that's fine, I love your writing 🤍

author's note: hiii anonie! this is my first request on this account so i hope you like it!

lana's voice carries over the quiet hum of the conversation around you, light and melodic. she’s talking about her time away, the places she’s been, the things she’s seen, and you can’t help but notice how clark is leaning in, his usual polite interest written all over his face. it’s not that he’s ignoring you—not intentionally. he’s just... caught up in the moment. in her.

and that’s when the familiar prick of jealousy bubbles up again, hot and insistent. you shift closer to him, your hand slipping from where it rests in his and trailing up to his shoulder, fingers smoothing over the fabric of his shirt. you let them wander to the back of his neck, brushing gently against the skin there, right where you know he’s sensitive. the subtle contact has always been enough to get a reaction from him.

he stiffens slightly at the touch, just for a second, before relaxing into it. he glances down at you, a flicker of confusion mingled with warmth in his gaze, but you offer him a soft smile, pretending like you’re simply enjoying being close to him. which, you are. of course you are. but this isn’t just about closeness.

as lana continues to speak, oblivious to the silent exchange between you and clark, your fingers trace slow, lazy circles at the nape of his neck. you know exactly how he likes it, how your touch there can unravel him just enough. you can see it working now—the subtle way his breathing shifts, the almost imperceptible twitch of his fingers around yours.

but you don’t stop there.

your other hand, still resting on his arm, begins a slow, deliberate motion up and down his back. you press in closer, your body molding to his side like a second skin. it’s a silent declaration, one that you hope he feels as much as you do: he’s mine.

clark clears his throat, the sound soft but noticeable, his attention faltering just slightly from lana’s story. “sorry,” he mumbles, shifting on his feet. “you were saying?”

“oh, it’s nothing,” lana says with a light laugh, brushing it off like it’s no big deal. but the way her eyes flick between the two of you doesn’t go unnoticed. she sees it, doesn’t she? the way you’re clinging to him, the subtle possessiveness in your touch. does she pity you for it? or worse—does she find it amusing?

you don’t care. or at least, you tell yourself you don’t. your fingers slide up into clark’s hair now, tangling in the soft strands and scratching lightly at his scalp. it’s a familiar gesture, one that always melts away his tension, one that he’s always leaned into with a quiet, contented sigh.

and just as expected, you feel his body shift under your touch, his stance softening, his shoulders relaxing. he leans into you, just a little, just enough for you to feel the heat of him. his hand finds its way to your waist, resting there like it’s second nature, like it’s where it belongs.

“you okay?” he murmurs, low enough that only you can hear, his breath warm against your temple.

you nod, the soft smile still playing on your lips. “just... felt like being close,” you whisper back, your voice sweet, almost innocent.

his lips press into a faint smile, and you can see the tension flicker in his eyes—caught between the easy conversation with lana and the magnetic pull of your touch. you’re making him nervous, you can tell. but not in a bad way. no, this is the kind of nervous that sends little sparks of awareness through him, the kind that makes his heart beat just a little faster.

“yeah,” he says, his voice rougher than before. “me too.”

lana pauses mid-sentence, glancing at the two of you with a polite smile, but there’s a curiosity in her eyes now. “you two seem really close,” she observes, her tone light but probing.

you don’t miss a beat. your hand tightens ever so slightly around clark’s, your other hand still lost in his hair. “we are,” you reply, your voice soft but firm, the implication clear.

clark’s gaze dips to you, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he turns back to lana, offering a quick smile. “yeah, we are.”

the words hang in the air between the three of you, a subtle tension building that you don’t bother to smooth over. instead, you continue your slow, methodical ministrations, your touch a constant reminder of your presence, your claim. clark might not say it outright, but his body language speaks volumes—leaning into you, grounding himself in your touch, his fingers absently tracing circles against your waist.

and lana? she watches for a moment longer, her smile unwavering, but there’s something there—an understanding, maybe even a hint of envy. but she says nothing more, simply nodding and shifting the conversation elsewhere.

as the conversation flows on, you stay there, pressed against clark, your touch lingering, your heart pounding. every subtle movement, every gentle caress, is a silent reminder to him, to her, and most importantly, to yourself.

he’s yours. and you’re not letting go.

[marshiewritesfics]

The Batboys When You Wear Their Clothes

JASON TODD-

- he absolutely adores when you wear his clothes

- he specifically picks out shirts, hoodies, and his sweats for you to wear

- you always have something of his in your possession

- he thinks it’s cute when you walk out wearing his shirt or his sweatpants

- can’t keep his hands off of you

- lazily pulls you into him enveloping you (and his clothes that you’re wearing) in more of his cologne

- it’s intoxicating for you and you can’t get enough

DICK GRAYSON-

- “Looks like someone is stealing my clothes.”

- winks at you as soon as he sees you in his clothes

- loves the way that his clothes look on you

- hands you more of his shirts and hoodies for you to keep

- they all smell like him and you can’t get enough

- you wear one of his shirts every night to bed

TIM DRAKE-

- you end up stealing some of his graphic tees and they are all too loose on you but you don’t care

- you love the way that they smell like him and cherish the scent lingering off his clothes

- when he sees how cute you look in his clothes he takes a ton of pictures of you to save the moment of you in his clothes

- gets all sappy and clingy when you wear his shirts

- “You wear my clothes better than I do!”

[valmorphanize]

Kyle And Ike Make A Perfectly Normal Smoothie And Nothing Despicably Cruel Happens And It Is Just A Normal Wednesday For The Broflovski Family.

[heartseeker]

[diangelodork]

hey folks. guess who’s calling my local clinic tomorrow to make an appointment for medical transition stuff??

AAAAA i’m so nervous- it took me a long time to understand that i want to go on T because of a lot of external factors which pushed me to feminize myself subconsciously and make myself believe i was closer to the middle of the gender spectrum than i actually am (firmly leaning toward masculinity).

now, i don’t know if i’ll be able to afford it, and i don’t think my health insurance will cover it, but i will be starting to set money aside for this. i wanted to announce that all the profits i make from selling my dbda merch will be going toward my transition. thank you so much to everyone who has purchased from me in the past. thank you for helping me toward this goal. thank you.

i don’t mean to push anything on anyone at all, but i will be linking the my dbda merch designs to this post in case you decide that you want to help support my journey. if not, i would just love to have your verbal and emotional support.

ik this isn’t very related to dbda, but this community and the people in it helped me learn a lot about myself and i just want to thank you all so much for that. sorry for tagging w dbda stuff despite the little relevance, but i want yall to know that i wouldn’t be able to even consider scheduling a consultation were it not for yall. thank you. i love you guys.

[azure-bluet]

the fact pili survived and even killed tubbo twice when there was a 3v1 and then a 1v1 against clownpierce and tubbo used admin abuse to summon many snails to target pili's alchemy levels is incredible. shout out pili

[catbusdriver]

boosting

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@appsa

[seravph]

Why do people talk about sex workers as if women are incapable of being perverts

[badscientist]

(SAID THRU GRIT TEETH) I WILL MAKE TODAY A GOOD DAY IF IT KILLS ME.

[druckers]

HOORAY FOR PROMO HOUR! hi im garrett and i can be your very own dashboard monk ^_^

[godza]

i cant sleep despite being drugged up do this and ill do it tmrw

[uglygirlstatus]

i am extremely well-adjusted and mentally healthy as long as nothing goes wrong ever at all even a little bit

[intercal]

apple blossomed trees / roots with the birds

[heartseeker]

do you guys wanna see the most perfectest png of my cat