#I heart kent

[ghoulfuckersincorporated]

Would you ever do Kent Connolly headcannons?

Kent Connolly (Fallout 4) NSFW Headcanons

Very inexperienced, likely a virgin. Kent spends most of his time living in the past to protect himself from the pain of the present, and that tendency has closed him off from most forms of intimacy and interpersonal connection for the duration of his life. He was quite charismatic and somewhat of an extrovert before the war, and maintains the ability to be quite charming if he opens up to someone, but everything he's been through has forced him to largely retreat into his shell. He yearns for company, for love, but the idea of having to make himself vulnerable to someone else (knowing how hurtful and outright dangerous people in this world can be) is very intimidating for him. Be gentle. Be patient.

Doesn't really consume any kind of visual pornography; no dirty magazines, no holotape porn. He will, on occasion, read romance novels that can get a bit smutty, but nothing too explicit or crazy. He understands the basic mechanics of sex, but he's both embarrassed and intimidated by the idea of doing any digging to learn more on his own. What if someone catches him? The thought of that makes him wanna curl up and die. Definitely wouldn't be hurt by a little walk through an anatomy textbook; it's a bit clinical, but giving him straightforward, factual information is probably the best way to approach getting him comfortable with sexual topics.

Masturbates, but pretty rarely. His discomfort with his body and his own desires stops him most of the time, but sometimes he just needs a little relief. It's never particularly fun or erotic, more like scratching an annoying itch, so he's used to sexual pleasure being quick and fleeting. Kent would absolutely crumble if you tried edging him.

Poor thing has a rather unhealthy relationship with his sexual desires; lacks a fine understanding of the difference between "debauched, perverted thoughts one should be deeply ashamed to even have" and "perfectly normal feelings of sexual attraction". Feels incredibly guilty for "objectifying you" in his own mind and actively tries to not ogle you to the point where it starts to cast doubt on whether or not he's actually attracted to you in that way. If you ask him about it, he'll explain that he wants to be respectful. Have fun explaining to him that there's a time and place for some kinds of "disrespect"…

Would prefer to be partially, if not mostly clothed when you two are fooling around, at least early on. Anyone being nude feels like a lot of pressure and it takes him out of the moment.

Has basically zero kink knowledge, save for things people have told him to mess with him a bit throughout the years and things he's overheard and misunderstood, so he's rather terrified of the idea of doing anything but vanilla intercourse if you don't very gently ease your way into it. If there's something that you want that's important to you, he'll be willing to try, but you'll have to start him off very slowly. That said, once you start to get him more comfortable overall and show him that sex doesn't have to be so intimidating, he'll be more open to exploration without the anxiety. Besides, he's not without...special interests of his own. Let him see you in a pair of old-fashioned nylon stockings if you want a good example of that.

Nice, slow progression is best with him. Don't be surprised if he's more than happy to spend quite a while just kissing, petting, fooling around over your clothes. Any attention or affection from someone as beautiful as you has him over the moon, so never in a million years would he be greedy enough to push for more (especially a 'more' he doesn't really feel ready for yet).

Excellent with his hands and even better at taking direction. He's very capable of making you feel good once the two of you really get to enjoying one another, and it's a huge confidence boost for him.

Once he gets over his hangup about being naked, the most natural progression is to have a lot of "outercourse" (basically everything but penetrative sex). You both get your needs met and there's the thrill of getting to roll around naked with you, but without the pressure of having to fully perform sexually. He wants to just let things progress as it feels natural. The first time he starts to actually penetrate you, it's probably entirely on accident and the two of you just go with it because the moment feels right. Nice and low-pressure.

He also worries about the idea of making you sick or hurting you accidentally if you jump right into "going all the way"; he's a pretty old ghoul, and his bodily fluids are quite radioactive as a result. It settles his fears a lot if he sees you take Rad-X before you two do anything, and Radaway if there's even so much as a hint that you're reacting badly afterwards. But you'll still have to basically force him to cum inside you if that's what you want.

His little stutter gets a hundred times more noticeable when he's about to cum and doesn't improve until his heart rate's gone all the way back down after he's shot his load.

[trashmakerarticle]

Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.

Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?

Dick: obviously it’s me?

Tim: it’s dick

Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.

Bruce: it’s Jason

Everyone: WHAT?!?!???

Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week

*everyone looks at dick*

Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school

*everyone looks at tim*

Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him

*everyone looks at Damian*

Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy

Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away

Bruce: my precious little boy

[qweenofurheart]

timmy with dami and kon !

[frownyalfred]

Clark: “I can hear Bruce’s heart, and I think he—”

Hal Jordan, about to become superbat’s #1 hater: “WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT HIS FUCKING HEART ALREADY?”

[sisaloofafump]

Go get ‘em, tiger!

[walnutmistjamie]

@giftober 2024 Day 1: Broken

[artiswhatartdoes]

Just some little clips of Tim from my sketchbook pages. I like my Tim’s like I like men: haggard and impossibly sexy

[takethelx3]

Take your pick, which is scarier: the guy with the sword [sword not pictured], or the guy getting mad at you for hurting the guy with the sword?

There's not so much of a cohesive storyline on this one, just.. Damian getting injured in a large-scale attack and Jon rushing immediately from the other side of the city to be like, "D is this guy bothering you?"

[omg me when I realise I didn't put a mask on Damian HAHA it's uhhh it's intentional uhhhhhhhh it's an artistic choice uhhhhhh imagine he's wearing it rn HAHA]

[vakariaan]

ultimate ships challenge - [4/10] she cleans up nicely scenes

[lukesvangelista]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵏʲ⁹¹

in which y/n and kent hide a big secret from his teammates.

warnings; pregnancy, mention of kids, alcohol, vacation

Kent was the kind of guy who always seemed at ease, the life of the party but with a quiet confidence that drew everyone to him. You had fallen for him long ago, when the two of you were young teenagers, and now, you were his everything. This vacation with his teammates was supposed to be fun, a chance to unwind, but you had a secret - one that had been growing for months.

You were pregnant. 

Kent was ecstatic when you told him. He’d hugged you so tightly that night, whispering about the future, about how perfect everything was going to be. But now, here you both were, on this vacation with Sean Kuraly, Cole, Gavin, and Adam, and neither of you had told them. The timing wasn’t right - in fact, you guys hadn’t even told your families. Maybe they’d get suspicious, or worse, maybe they’d feel like you were holding out on them. Kent was sure they’d freak out once they knew.

But here you were, at Sean’s beach house in Cape Cod. While the rest of the boys had flown, you and Kent had decided to make the 16 hour drive from Columbus, simply to spend more time with each other before having to share a living space with the others for two weeks. Once you had arrived, though, everyone was exhausted and just wanted to spend the first night in. In fact, Adam had suggested a few card games.

There was only one problem. On top of that, Cole had suggested alcohol. You looked at Kent nervously, but he gave you a reassuring smile as Sean turned to you, “Y/N, come up with a challenge for us. Whoever loses has to buy drinks.”

This was perfect. You nodded, picking up your phone and opening a random wheel spinner. You had each of the boys pick an NBA team, but when it came to entering them onto the wheel, you entered Kent’s all four times. So, when the wheel stopped spinning, you announced the team out loud, “The Minnesota Timberwolves.”

Sean, Adam, and Cole all cheered as Kent pretended to roll his eyes, but he sneakily shot you a knowing smile before picking up his keys from the counter. The boys slapped him on the back a few times but he shook them off, gently grabbing your arm, “Since your challenge is the reason I lost, you’re coming with me.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, but immediately gave in. Adam snickered behind you as Sean and Cole let out a few cheers. Kent wrapped an arm around you and opened the door for you, gently leading you to his car. As soon as you were out of earshot, Kent spoke up softly, “You feeling okay?”

You couldn’t lie. The exhaustion was creeping in. The pregnancy was still early, and you weren’t showing much, but the morning sickness, the fatigue – it was all becoming harder to hide. Kent had noticed the change in you almost immediately, but knew that it had grown harder for you in the past couple of weeks. He was worried. He was so excited to have a little him or little you around the house soon enough, but also hated seeing how hard it was on you. On top of that, he knew that you wanted to keep it a secret for as long as you could, and he knew you’d be even more stressed if people were to find out, so he didn’t want to spill anything. 

In fact, he questioned even coming on this trip, but you had explained that you’d needed it. Whether he believed you or not, was only up for him to decide. 

He opened the car door for you and you waited to reply until he was buckled in on the other side, “Just tired,” you answered, offering him a small smile. 

He rubbed the pad of his thumb across your cheek, “Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

You nodded, offering him another small smile. The drive to the liquor store was rather quiet. Kent had put on some Frank Ocean, which you both had softly hummed along to until you pulled into the parking lot. 

Kent turned off the car and exited his side, only to appear on your side of the car a few seconds later to open the door for you. You grabbed his hand and as soon as he knew you were safely out of the car, he placed his arm on the small of your back protectively. The cool night breeze rolled in off of the ocean as you made your way through the parking lot. The distant sound of the waves crashing against the shore helped ease some of the nerves that had been building up inside of you.

“I feel like I’m gonna slip up at some point,” you admitted, resting your head against your boyfriend’s shoulder, “Cole’s just gonna keep offering me drinks and it’s gonna be suspicious if I keep saying no.”

Kent rubbed your back with the pad of his thumb, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head reassuringly, “You’re doing great, pretty girl. But I’ll tell you what. We’ll buy an extra pack of drinks, dump them out, and then go to the grocery store to buy some non-alcoholic alternatives that we can put in there instead. I would say we’d just buy some non-alcoholic beer here and have you drink that, but Adam’s overly observant.” he chuckled.

You nodded, shooting your boyfriend a relieved smile. You always appreciated how calm and steady he was. Even though you were both navigating this secret together, Kent always managed to make you feel like everything was under control.

When you stepped inside, the cool air-conditioning hit you immediately as the door jingled behind you. Kent headed straight for the fridge, grabbing a couple cases of beer and a bottle of whiskey that he knew Sean would like. You followed suit, selecting a case of High Noon out of the fridge. 

“Ready?” Kent asked, shooting you a smile when you replied with a yes.

As you reached the counter to pay, the cashier raised an eyebrow at you and Kent, his eyes flicking to your stomach before looking back at Kent. You shifted uncomfortably, aware that people might notice your changing body sooner rather than later. Kent caught the look too but didn’t say anything, keeping the conversation casual with the cashier as he handed over the money.

When you stepped back outside, you breathed a little easier. “Think he noticed?” you asked, half-joking.

“What an asshole,” Kent muttered, rolling his eyes playfully. 

The trip to the grocery store was pretty uneventful. Kent had gone in and picked out a sparkling water brand that you liked, along with some flavored sodas that looked fancy enough to pass as mixed drinks. On top of that, he grabbed a few more things, making sure you’d have enough variety to keep up appearances for the next few days. Once the cart was full, he checked out, the cashier giving him a friendly nod as he paid for the items.

When Kent reached the car, he opened your passenger side door. “Now comes the tricky part,” he said with a grin, opening up the package of High Noon and dumping out the drinks. He grabbed a few water bottles from his trunk before flushing out the alcohol from the cans - and thoroughly.

“I think that’s good, KJ,” you chuckled, flashing him a smile. He looked up at you and flashed you one in return.

“Gotta keep my girls safe,” he explained, ruffling your hair before opening up the bottles of sparkling water and pouring them into the clean cans with the same care, resealing them to make sure they looked untouched. Everything looked perfect - no one would suspect a thing. Kent stood back and took a moment to admire his work, placing the resealed package at your feet before ruffling your hair again. 

You rolled your eyes, shaking him off, before he quickly made his way back to his side of the car and hopped in. You looked at him incredulously, “We don’t even know what we’re having yet!” you exclaimed, but you knew there was no point in arguing. Ever since you told him that he was going to be a dad, he was adamant that the two of you were having a baby girl. Of course, he’d be happy as long as the baby’s safe and healthy, but that didn’t change his fatherly instinct, as he liked to call it. You rolled your eyes again, chuckling softly, and were on your way back to the beach house.

When the two of you arrived back there, Sean, Cole, and Adam’s rowdy laughter could be heard through the walls as you and Kent slipped through the side door into the kitchen. When he looked over towards you, he noticed how you self-consciously had placed your arms over your growing bump. Sensing your discomfort, he softly placed the alcohol down and gifted you the hoodie off of his back.

You smiled gratefully at him, grabbing the “seltzers” from him as he carried the whiskey and beer. The two of you carried the drinks out to the main room, where Sean, Cole, and Adam were engrossed in a game of Black Jack.

“Finally!” Cole exclaimed, dropping his cards as he noticed the two of you walk in, “We were wondering what took you so long!”

You chuckled, placing the drinks down on the table alongside Kent, “It’s Friday night in a vacation town,” Kent explained, shrugging his shoulders to keep it casual. Adam nodded along, seemingly saying fair enough.

As the guys reached for the beer and whiskey, Kent grabbed one of the “seltzer” cans and handed it to you with a wink. You accepted it gratefully, taking a sip and letting the cool, refreshing taste calm your nerves. He then wrapped an arm around you as you cuddled into his side.

The night continued on, with no one suspicious about what you and Kent had just pulled off. The boys were yelling about the game of euchre they were playing, earning a soft but playful eye roll from you. Kent kept a watchful eye on you, making sure you were comfortable, all while seamlessly blending in with his teammates.

As the night wore on, the laughter in the living room began to slow, and you could feel the weight of exhaustion settling over you. Between traveling all day and the energy it took to keep up appearances, your body was calling for rest. You smiled at the guys, pretending to stifle a yawn as you pushed your chair back from the table.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night,” you said, glancing around the room, “I’m pretty wiped from today.”

Sean, Cole, and Adam all gave you understanding looks, still focused on their cards and drinks. “You’ve earned it,” Sean said with a grin, “We’ll try not to be too loud and keep you up.”

“Good luck with that,” Adam teased, “Cole’s not exactly the quietest person you’ll ever meet.” 

You laughed lightly as Cole smacked Adam upside the head. Standing up and giving Kent a quick look, your eyes communicated more than words could in that moment. He caught your glance immediately, knowing exactly what you meant. You needed him with you, but at the same time, you didn’t want to raise suspicion by him leaving too soon after you.

“I’ll be up in a bit,” he said, giving you a small, reassuring smile, “I’ll keep an eye on Cole and make sure he’s not too loud.”

You nodded, giving him a quick hug and offering the guys a wave before slipping away from the table. As you climbed the stairs, you could hear them still talking and laughing, their voices a soft hum in the background. Once you were upstairs, you exhaled a long breath of relief, the tension of the day finally easing as you made your way to your room. 

You changed into your pajamas, feeling the weight of the day lifting as you settled onto the bed. It didn’t take long for Kent to join you. About 30 minutes later, you heard his familiar footsteps on the stairs, and the door quietly creaked open.

“Hey,” he said softly, closing the door behind him as he moved toward the bed, “You okay?”

You smiled, nodding as he sat down beside you, “Yeah, just tired. It was a lot today.”

Kent slid into bed next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest. “I know. You did so good today, pretty girl. No one suspects a thing.”

You chuckled softly, resting your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming you, “Thanks for helping me pull it off. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Kent kissed the top of your head, his voice low and comforting, “Of course, my love. We’re a team.”

The two of you stayed like that for awhile, the soft sounds of the ocean outside your window mixing with the distant murmur of voices from downstairs. It felt peaceful, the weight of the day finally lifting now that you were alone together.

“I can’t wait until they're here,” you whispered after a few moments of silence, your hand resting gently over your stomach.

Kent smiled against your hair, his arm tightening around you, “Me too. But until then, we’ll keep playing it cool for as long as we can. You get some rest, though, alright? You’ve had a long day.”

You nodded, feeling sleep begin to pull at you as Kent’s warmth and presence comforted you, “Goodnight, KJ.”

“Goodnight, Y/N/N,” he whispered, pressing another soft kiss to your forehead.

With Kent beside you, you felt safe and content, knowing that no matter what challenges the next days would bring, you had him by your side. As your eyes fluttered shut, the last thing you felt was Kent’s hand gently resting on your stomach, a quiet reminder that the two of you were in this together. Always.

a/n; would kj be a girl dad or a boy dad

[wow-wow-wubbsy]

Clark Kent is like that swole teddy bear plush

Also featuring a very tiny Lois because they are the embodiment of "big wholesome and tiny feral"

Based on this post where I already added my drawing, but I thought I'd make a separate post too.

[waveoftheocean]

teeny tiny chewperman has consumed my every waking moment 🥺🥺 i had to make myself one......

(panel from wf 2022 by waid/mora/bonvillain!)

[hummingburger]

he wants that cookie so effing bad

[camo-wolf]

"Clark came out to find Jon standing on the roof again looking up at the constellation"

"It's the 3rd time this week"

Clark-Jon you should get some rest

Jon-but he will be alone and I told him i won't let him be

Clark-... Jon he's gone

Jon-but he's right there shining so bright

[hellogoodbyeitsme]

Damian + Jon: [playing Minecraft]

Dami: I've secured us some suitable living conditions. We will be safe from enemies now.

Jon: nice oneeeee now help me mine for iron plz you need armor so bad noob

Dami: don't call me that. I've killed people in real life.

Jon: ya ok noob

Dami: 😡😡

(some time later, when they return to the house) (to paint the scene: it is small, square in shape, and it's obvious Damian had no idea how to build a proper house, since a lot of it is made with dirt, which is a very convenient block but makes for an ugly.. ugly build)

Jon: aren't you like.. into art? Why did you build it with dirt??

Dami: it's about functionality right now, for safety. Tomorrow I will begin renovations. Obviously.

Jon: right..

[they enter the house. There is a chest, a crafting table, a furnace, and a double-bed at the side of the room]

Jon: omg... you put our beds together?? Omg I knew you loved me 😭😭😭😭 woooow 😭😭😭😭

Damian: [immediately breaks one of the beds to move it away to the other wall] now you've made it weird. It was for convenience.

[frownyalfred]

Do you think the Batfam has dressed up as vampires to an October/Halloween gala before? Rumors started going haywire for sure, right? Kinda like a, "haha no way.... but like maybe they are?? They do live in that giant mansion??" "But they went to the Bahamas last week?" "Or did they??"

The idea that no one is ever 100% sure that the Batfamily isn't a collection of vampires is so funny to me. And every single one of them, from Bruce to Damian, feeds this rumor simply by not outright denying it.