#Dorks in love

[rachelwattsart]

Older sketch

POV you napping near an angel

[foulwitchknight]

Every week Eddie will come by the Video store to rent a horror or fantasy movie and Steve’s hoping to use that information to ask him out. There’s a new movie called the Labyrinth coming out Friday and he wants to ask Eddie to the Premier but he’s really nervous. It seems like every time he’s about to, something gets in the way mostly himself. The day he finally builds up enough courage, Eddie comes running into the video store all excited because someone else had already asked him. Steve tries his best to seem happy but as soon as Eddie leaves he goes in the back to sulk which he does for the rest of the week. It doesn’t help that Eddie keeps bringing his date by the Video store and Steve has to see how perfect they seem together. It’s gotten to the point where Steve hides in the back when he comes by and worst yet Eddie doesnt seem to notice. At least that’s what Steve thought until that Friday Eddie is at his door determined to get to the bottom of why he’s been avoiding him.

[corgibuttdraws]

I remembered that sonadow video by w/ this audio from lucia88956289 and thought it'd be a cute animation tfygh

☆(obviously credit to them for the audio and their own vid for reference ;u;)

[natalievoncatte]

Kara let herself drift, push this way and that on the wind as it swirled about five thousand feet up. Her attention wandered, from the flights taking off over at the airport to the cars and pedestrians far below. Her vision relaxed and she looked up to see the solar winds scatter off the atmosphere in a riot of color that no one else could see. If she tried, she could see the chaotic chorus of WiFi signals and radio waves colliding with each other and scattering among the clouds.

She couldn’t sleep, so she drifted. Sometimes she wondered exactly how she was able to fly- she had no idea herself, she just did it. She wanted to fly and she flew.

A crisp cold wind snapped around her, billowing out her cape. Kara wasn’t bothered by the cold, merely aware of it. It was a December night and while it was fairly warm down below it was cool up here.

Kara rolled and lay on her back in the air, then rolled again and looked down, arms spread like a swimmer in a dead man’s float. The sounds of the city filled her ears and she sifted through them. Maybe if she picked up on a crime, she could fly down and take care of it and go home to sleep.

The city was peaceful tonight. Nuts.

As she focused her attention on this sound and that she found herself focused on a particular one: Lena. Specifically, her heartbeat. Once she found that sound it was trivial to focus on it, and hear her voice.

“It doesn’t matter, Sam. She’ll never want me like I want her.”

Kara froze, completely still, not even breathing. She should stop now, turn away, leave her friend to her privacy.

Lena… liked girls? She. She said she. As in another woman. Who did she mean? Kara didn’t know of any women she was close to, but then, Lena was a private person despite their growing closeness, she-

“She has to be straight,” Lena was saying. “I tried everything. I filled her office with flowers, I bought the damn company for her. What do I need, my own personal Bat Signal?”

Kara dropped fifty feet without even realizing.

She was talking about… no… that wasn’t…

What?

“I can’t just ask her out! What if she gets all weird and I lose my best friend? Not to mention the power imbalance, I’m technically her boss… what? No I did not make myself her boss to justify not asking her out! Sam!”

Lena huffed and Kara could hear her pacing her penthouse.

Lena liked her. She like-liked her. She was talking to her friend about asking her out. She was… in lesbians with her? No, that’s not how you say that.

“Fuck,” Kara muttered. What was she going to do now? She couldn’t just fly down there and say something.

She’d been spying. Eavesdropping. She had to stop this, fly home, maybe call Alex. Sleep on it and figure out what to do.

As her heart pounded in her chest and her pulse throbbed in her ears, Kara began to realize something.

She had felt things around Lena. Weird little things like a fluttering in her belly and a sudden nervous energy and this intense need to be around her, to just look at her. Her emerald ocean eyes and sharp jawline and the way she would tilt her head just so and look at Kara like that and it would make heat pool low in her hips. She could listen to Lena talk about anything for hours and just drift on the currents of her voice, so soft and smooth.

Then there was also, well… Lena had to have caught her looking.

Kara’s heed snapped up and her eyes went wide.

Holy shit, she was in lesbians with Lena too.

(That’s not how you say it)

Kara yanked her phone out and called Alex.

“Kara? What the hell is that noise? Are you in a wind tunnel?”

“I’m flying. I couldn’t sleep.”

“It’s four in the fucking morning and I’m on day watch. What do you want?”

“I’m in lesbians with Lena.”

There was a long, vaguely exasperated pause.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I,” Kara began, “I was kind of listening in and I heard some stuff.”

She told Alex what that stuff was, then listened as Alex turned her mouth from the phone and talked to someone. She heard Maggie’s voice as she cackled violently.

“I fucking told you!” Maggie was laughing.

“Kara,” said Alex. “Please be normal about this. Go home. Make a bushel of frozen potstickers. Sleep it off, decide what to do in the morning.”

“Okay,” Kara sighed.

She resolved that she would only do a quick flyby, just to make sure Lena was okay. She wouldn’t even get that close.

When she passed by, Lena had hung up her call and was sitting on her sofa with a glass of liquor in her hands, the most forlorn look in her eyes as she stared at it.

Kara, she decided, should go home.

She landed on Lena’s balcony and rapped gently on the glass. Lena yelped and surged lightly to her feet, almost dropping the glass, and stared.

For a moment Kara could only stare. Lena had her hair down and it made her seem soft and vulnerable as she warded off the chill with a hoodie and sweats. She was the most cuddly thing Kara had ever seen.

“It’s not locked,” she said in her soft, husky voice.

“You should lock your doors,” Kara said as she stepped inside, closing the door.

“We’re on the twenty-eighth floor.”

“Good point,” said Kara.

“Is there something you need help with, Supergirl?”

Kara looked at her for too long a beat. She could still turn back and come back the next day or meet Lena for lunch like they planned or… or…

It didn’t matter. This problem would be there no matter what she did and the longer she waited the worse it would be.

“I have to tell you something,” Kara said softly.

“What is it? Did something happen? Do you need me?”

Yes, she wanted to say. I’m… I don’t know how to say this and I’m worried I’ll mess it up.”

Lena looked intrigued and more than a little nervous. Her throat bobbed and Kara felt an instinctive tug towards her, a need to shelter Lena within her arms.

“My real name,” she began, “is Kara Zor-El. I carry the name of my father, Zor-El. When I arrived on Earth my cousin fostered me with the Danvers family, so I took their name. So my full name is Kara Zor-El Danvers.”

Lena looked at her for a long moment.

“I know.”

Kara flinched. “What? How?”

“You aren’t subtle. I’ve been keeping you from getting fired for every time you run off from work with nothing to show for it. The first time you came to my office, you were with Superman. The next time you came you said you flew there on a bus.”

“Wait, you know… you know Clark is…”

“My brother was his best friend before he tried to kill him.”

“Why didn’t you call me out? Say anything?”

Lena’s tongue flashed across her lips and Kara watched intently as her heart raced and a storm of emotions flooded her face.

“I think was hoping you would tell me yourself. That you’d trust me.”

“I should have said it sooner. After you saved my life.”

“Why now? Why tonight?”

Kara froze.

“I.. heard you. Talking to your friend. I didn’t mean to, it was an accident. I was just riding the wind because I couldn’t sleep. Sometimes… sometimes I just need to know that you’re okay.”

Lena was staring at her.

“Oh my God,” Lena choked out. “Oh my God, Kara. You weren’t supposed to hear that. This is so fucking embarrassing. I can’t believe, listen, it doesn’t mean, it’s not like… I hope we can still be… fuck!”

“Ilikeyoutoo,” Kara blurted.

Lena’s eyes went comically wide.

“You… you what? You do? What do you mean you like me?”

Kara felt her own mouth go dry.

“I… think about things, and at first I thought I was jealous of you because you’re so pretty but then I started thinking about, um, kissing you and stuff even though Kryptonians don’t really do that, and it was confusing but… I think I feel like you feel.”

Kara realized she hadn’t moved. She squared up and crossed the rooms, the weight of the cape on her back giving her a little push of confidence. Lena watched her approach with keen interest.

“What do we do now?”

“I… I don’t know. I’ve asked people out and been asked out plenty of times but I have no idea how this works. This is a lot, Kara. You’re supergirl… and you like me.”

Lena set the glass aside. She was barefoot and Kara was in her stacked heels, so Lena was looking up at her. Kara felt seven feet tall. This tension suddenly lay between them, and Kara wasn’t sure what she needed to do except that she needed to handle this delicately.

So, she brought her hand up and tenderly pushed it beneath her curls to lightly cup her cheek, a flood of heat passing through her body at the softness of Lena’s skin. She was soft and velvety and warm and Kara thought her heart might burst through her ribs for its jackhammering.

Lena leaned lightly into the touch. Feeling bold, Kara put her other hand on the small of Lena’s back and stepped in close, tipping down like a fairytale prince about to kiss the fair maiden.

Kara paused to whisper “is this okay?” and Lena replied with a gentle brushing of lips that made Kara’s knees feel weak.

“Mmm. Very okay.”

Lena slipped her arms around Kara’s waist and pressed close and Kara was instantly aware that she was wearing nothing beneath her pajamas.

“Should we go out on a date?”

Lena smirked. “I think we’re past the awkward icebreaker questions, darling. I think that if you want… third date activities are on the table.”

“Thir… oh. Oh.,” Kara said. “Oh, okay.”

By morning, Alex had texted five times, ending with WHERE ARE YOU?

“Getting breakfast with Lena,” she texted back.

[002yb]

When people hear that Nightwing has a sweet tooth, they assume he's something sweet, too. It's almost believable when they see him peeling tangerines with a wingding—offering slices to Red Hood before eating some himself. Then that same wingding ends up impaled through someone's hand later. A none-too-sweet warning because they dared to touch Nightwing's little wing partner.

They think it's a Robin thing: liking sweets. They watch with twisted interest the way Red Hood unwraps a butterscotch. The way he takes it between his teeth before pulling it past his lips to suck on. Deterred only by the sharp crack of Nightwing biting through a butterscotch of his own, teeth glinting sharp in the dim moonlight and eyes bright with a promise of bittersweet violence.

Dick does actually have a sweet tooth. Jason just so happens to be the sweetest person he knows and he'll be damned if anyone tries to take his little wing away from him.

[simona-artista-artblog]

💝💘 Happy Valentine’s Day 💘💝

[melle-otterwise]

Destiel version of this meme 😁

[thatmexisaurusrex]

(x)

Okay, kind of in a moodboard mood, so here's two for the @sambuckylibrary's SamBucky Valentine's Day Week 2025 prompt "Gifts". Enjoy! 🥰

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[tadc-and-md-sideblog]

this is them, right

[vodkartoons]

huh?!!!

the fragrant flower blooms with dignity coded

[foulwitchknight]

O! Steve has the record for the most broken engagements in Indiana. He’s had all types of Alphas ask for his hand and offer their bite but none are the one he really wants. He always ends things because the Alpha proves to be “unsuitable”. To be honest he’s only entertaining this engagement business so that he can finally get the attention of A!Eddie Munson the local mechanic who he’s been hopelessly in love with since high school. He doesn’t know how many more times he can take his car into the shop because of a “funny noise” and shamelessly flirt with the Alpha before he gets a clue! He’s at his wits end but his mother taught him that it wouldn’t be proper for an Omega to do the asking. Meanwhile Eddie is burning with jealousy seeing HIS omega with all those other Alphas but he refuses to give into Steve’s tricks. He’ll have to come to HIM and stop this nonsense! On the bright side he loves seeing how worked up Steve gets when he acts oblivious or flirts with the perky Omega secretary. He figures if Steve can be a minx so could he.

[gundamthey17]

i know Charles labels them "the brains" and "the brawn", but they are both equally nerdy in their own way, and you cannot convince me otherwise

[elstargreen]

Same scene but different situation - Lucilith

[002yb]

Dickjayroy but it's "nice legs you've got there. I bet they look good open"

(Hi it's me Synnin🫣)

Hey, Synnin'~ 🥰

By no means is it the weirdest situation Dick ever catches Roy in, but it's definitely one of the more jarring if only because Roy is putting hands on his brother.

To say that Dick is ready to throw hands in turn is an understatement. Everyone always wonders where a bat's line is with their no-killing rule—turns out it's here. With one of Dick's best friends flirting with Dick's little wing as Dick watches from the entry of his own damn apartment.

It's been a good run for him. Him being Roy, specifically, because Dick is going to throttle him.

He has no idea why the two of them are here of all places, dressed for a night out and huddled close and intimate. With Jason on the kitchen counter and Roy stood between his legs, hand just above his knee.

The only thing that spares Roy from being put in the ground is the sound of Jason's laughter, loud and breathless.

It tempers Dick in an instant, a ghost of a smile pulling at his lips because Jason is caught in a giggle fit. It's uncharacteristic to see him so loose, but also so charming the way Jason tries to hide behind his arm, legs kicking out to drive Roy back—smile sharp and biting, cheeks flushed from how he cackles.

Jason is as intimidating as ever, but also somehow overwhelmingly cute.

'Stop, I can't—' he'd hear Jason snicker, hand smacking down onto the counter. Gasping through his own laughter. Biting it back only for it to sputter out of him again while he shakes his head, 'it's not the same!'

Which would make Roy bark out a laugh of his own, affronted because, 'What do you mean it's not the same!? It's exactly the same!'

'You don't look like—' And it would be then that Jason catches sight of Dick in the entry. And when their gazes catch, Jason's laughter dies on his lips. He looks like a deer in the headlights as he startles and corrects whatever he was about to say. Cheeks flushing from giddy pink to an embarrassed red when he exclaims, too loud, 'Handsome!'

'Hey now,' Roy would complain.

Dick wouldn't be able to help how he laughs under his breath at how offended Roy sounds about Jason's unwitting insult. Dick uses it as an excuse to let himself into this weird situation. Playful when he quips, 'Don't worry Harper, you're plenty handsome to me.'

Which would make Roy laugh, in turn. Because 'Thanks, Grayson. Wish I could say your tastes are better than this guy's, but...'

It's a little on the nose, so of course Jason flusters. Meanwhile Dick is clueless, not realizing that Jason's type is Dick. Dick stays clueless, too. Because although Dick gets an explanation of why Roy and Jason have broken into his apartment and are dressed to go clubbing, they keep some choice details to themselves.

The situation: a botched mission because Jason got distracted by someone picking him up. He got too flustered and missed their actual target, as a result.

The missing detail: the guy that picked Jason up looked vaguely similar to Dick. Who Jason has been crushing on for two lifetimes. (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡

Anyway, from Dick's perspective it's the silliest of mishaps. It's not like Jason at all to fumble a mission so hard, but then again? Dick has never seen Jason get picked up on.

Which leads to their present situation, with Dick trying his hardest not to look too humored or endeared because, 'So was this an exposure therapy thing or...?'

It's a none-too-subtle way to ask if they're dating. They could be! For all Dick loves Roy and trusts him to treat Jason right, Dick still might try to kill him if Roy is in fact sticking it to his little brother, but it's cool. Dick can be supportive.

Fortunately, he doesn't have to be.

Because Roy laughs and Jason looks horrified. 'No!' Jason would stress to him, too quick, too adamant for whatever reason. And Roy would laugh more because he's in the know while Dick is still trying to figure it out.

It comes out that, yes, they were trying for exposure therapy. Because, as Roy stresses, Dick can't imagine how embarrassing it was to watch Jason stutter like he was confronted by a childhood crush. (;

And Dick is so fond because Jason getting flustered over being flirted at is such a normal thing. It highlights how young he still is, what a romantic he is at heart despite the rough and tough persona.

Something something Roy taps Dick in for this weird role-play lesson to help Jason with learning to maintain his composure. Because if Jason can withstand Richie Grayson, there's nothing to worry about.

And it's stupid, but Roy's always been good about encouraging Dick to let loose and do silly shit, so Dick plays along. Cringing at the lines Roy feeds him, but laughing under his breath because fine, he'll make it work. Ready, little wing?

Jason looking very not ready. He's got a weak poker face. He's already blushing, eyes wide and flustered. A panicked look to Roy, only for Dick to steal his attention with a wicked smile and a challenge that steels Jason's resolve and settles his nerves.

Then something something Dick standing between Jason's legs and biting back a smile over how (,,>﹏<,,) Jason gets.

And Dick goes to open his mouth, but Jason raises his arms and makes an X because time out, time out! He can't breathe.

Dick waiting while Roy torments like the good friend he is. About Jason needing to take advantage of this rare opportunity. About Dick being too devilishly handsome—give little Jaybird a chance, damn.

Dick standing back with his hands raised, marveling at how Jason hides behind his. Considering how it is that Dick gets such a grand reaction compared to Roy. He's well aware he's missing something; an inside joke he's not privy to.

Before Dick can figure it out, Jason resolves himself and tells Dick to go again. Jason is ready this time. Go, damn it. >/////<

Something something with Dick reciting the same line, but dressed up. A hand smoothing over Jason's thigh and marveling the jump of muscles beneath his touch. A line about how Jason's legs look nice—how they'd look better spread open. And Dick might nudge Jason's legs a bit wider. Then add how Jason's legs would look even better wrapped around him. And he'd pull Jason's leg a bit but it'd be Jason who pulls Dick in closer, leg hooked around him and he'd look so shy, but determined.

Dick patting Jason's leg and reminding him that he's supposed to be telling Dick to fuck off, not encouraging Dick to fuck him.

But Jason fumbles hard because: 'Fuck me.'

Cue wide eyed Dick and jaw dropped Roy and horrified Jason because omg. 😳😳😳

And oh, yep. Dick can see how the mission went awry if Jason's reaction is any indication. The poor guy looks fucked in a very captivating way. All wide eyes and rosy, freckled cheeks. It's cute.

No one knows how to move this interaction forward. So for a long time it's dickjay staring at each other in panic because the offer is out there and Dick's restraint is a foregone thing. He's so ready to say 'okay.' He forgets what he was doing that lead up to this. But yeah, lean back on this counter. Bend over it. Dick can give Jason something to actually fluster about.

Somehow, Roy manages to deescalate the situation because he knows his bestie isn't ready to jump into a casual hook up (Jason or Dick). The tension is there going forward though, lol.

Also, something something Dick going on the next mission. So that Dick can run interference for any unwanted flirts. Only Jason bristles and gets so prickly when Dick gets flirted at. Which makes him miss the target again.

This reply is pure silliness and no coherent plot ahhhhh, sorry Synnin'!! To make you wait so long and then probably give you brain hurt hahaha. The heavy-handed flirts with dickjay(+roy, whoops lol) is so funny. 🤭

But yes, thank you~ hope you're doing well!!

( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)♡

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