#conner kent headcanons

[spoiledcarmen]

Sexy Boy

Pair:Sexy boy!Connor Kent x Reader

Tags:Connor/Kon-El headcanons lol… hes a himbo(?) in this, not much dialogue; this is also supposed to be set college/uni sooooo. fluff/slight angst

Summary:Sexy boy!Connor can’t stop teasing his classmate.

Authors Note: this is so heavily inspired by sexy boy by air. i listened to it on repeat while writing this.

Sexy boy!Connor who has no idea that you stare ogle at him during lectures

Sexy boy!Connor who shares his notes with you

Sexy boy!Connor who puts your name on the presentation even when you haven’t done anything

Sexy boy!Connor who smiles at you whenever you see him, anywhere and everywhere

Sexy boy!Connor who picks up your books whenever you trip and drop them

Sexy boy!Connor who asks if you’re okay

Sexy boy!Connor who brings you snacks from the vending machine whenever he sees you at the library late at night

Sexy boy!Connor who helps you study for the upcoming quiz

Sexy boy!Connor who catches you taking a peak whenever his shirt rides up a little too high when he’s stretching

Sexy boy!Connor who smirks at you after you’ve been caught

Sexy boy!Connor who asks if you wanna go to a party his frats hosting

Sexy boy!Connor who lets you take a hit from his nic

Sexy boy!Connor who doesn’t let you get too drunk

Sexy boy!Connor who lets you stay whenever a brother yells “if you’re not a brother or with a brother, get out!” at a frat party

Sexy boy!Connor who convinces you to spend the night with him (you didn’t need much convincing)

Sexy boy!Connor who agrees to cuddle, just for “netflix n chill”

Sexy boy!Connor who sleeps in your arms

Sexy boy!Connor who just looks so-sexy when he dozes off

Sexy boy!Connor who’s gone when you wake up in his bed

Sexy boy!Connor who doesn’t seem to remember the night before

Sexy boy!Connor who tells you he doesn’t like you that way

Sexy boy!Connor who tells you that you can’t be in a relationship cause he’s not ‘ready yet’

[mysadcorner]

Multiple DC Characters Masterlist

DC Characters x IcePowers!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Garfield Logan, Bruce Wayne)

DC Characters x ASMR!Reader Headcanons (Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x FlowerArchitect!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Period!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Powerless!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Cook!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters Pillow Fight Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Singing!Dancing!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters With A Crush Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Knitter!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters Tickling Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters Being Rescued Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

On A Mission With DC Characters Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x CakeMaker!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Raven, Conner Kent, Starfire, Garfield Logan, Jaime Reyes)

DC Characters x DragonShifter!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan, Jaime Reyes)

DC Characters x Cleaning!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan, Jaime Reyes)

DC Characters x IcePowers!Reader Apocalypse Headcanons (Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Reader Killing A Villain Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Raven, Conner Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Barry Allen)

DC Characters Water Balloon Fight Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Raven, Conner Kent)

DC Characters x WeaponSummoner!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Garfield Logan, Bruce Wayne)

DC Characters x TouchStarved!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Garfield Logan)

Falling Asleep On DC Characters Headcanons (Wally West, Jason Todd, Aqualad)

DC Characters x WronglyAccused!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Jason Todd, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Band!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Starfire, Garfield Logan)

DC Characters x Ignored!Reader Headcanons (Damian Wayne, Conner Kent, Raven, Garfield Logan, Jason Todd, Jaime Reyes)

DC Characters x CurlyHair!Reader Headcanons (Aqualad, Wally West, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne)

DC Characters x Alt!Reader Headcanons (Wally West, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Aqualad)

DC Characters x FashionDesigner!Reader Headcanons (Jason Todd, Aqualad, Wally West)

Treating DC Characters Injuries (Bruce Wayne, Wally West, Jason Todd, Aqualad)

[daiwild]

the point of kryptonians is that they're visually indistinguishable from humans ANYWAYS **Aliens them**

[andstuffsketches]

um, can you play a song with a beat?

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 6 is here! A word of advice: stay far, far away from Gotham during rush hour

Prev ~ Beginning ~ Next

[colossrat]

So, there’s this idea that Captain Marvel is the idealized form of Billy Batson, right? Like, the version of himself he aspires to be. The hero he wants to become. The face he wants the world to see-- strong, bright, safe, inspiring.

And, well… Captain Marvel looks a lot like C.C. Batson. His father. That’s Billy’s hero. That’s the face that makes him believe in good. The smile that gives him hope and faith in his dreams. With a few traces of his mom, like her eyelashes, her ears, nose

But… that can change. Right?

Billy’s going to meet new people. He’s going to have new heroes in his life. New people to look up to. New versions of “who I want to be like.”

So one day, Marvel looks like a perfect blend of C.C. and Marilyn. And then, after a particularly emotional moment with John Constantine, he shows up at the Watchtower… with a different jawline.

His bone structure is slightly off. You wouldn’t notice unless you were really paying attention. But Bruce was. Bruce always is. He doesn’t say anything, just quietly writes it down with some suspicion of a possible shapeshifter.

And then, boom-- WHERE THE HELL ARE MARVEL’S DIMPLES?! They’re gone. Just gone. When he smiles, it’s a completely different smile. No dimples. There’s… are those canines? Slightly unhuman teeth and-- wait, Is that SUPERMAN’S smile? A perfect, radiant replica??

The next day, the dimples are back. Because Marvel caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and he missed them. Not consciously. He didn’t even realize it. But they’re back anyway.

It all happens unconsciously. And it changes from time to time.

One day he’s got feline eyes and sharp little teeth, a goofy yet oddly charming (and a little predatory) grin. That’s Tawky Tawny’s influence.

Another day, his eyes aren’t blue anymore, they’re green. Sharp. Focused. But also warm. You feel seen, and still, oddly… safe. (Catwoman likes Cap. She’s been nice to him ever since he introduced her to Tawny.)

Then-- No freaking way he’s BLONDE. (Thanks, Constantine.)

One day, his eyes are still blue, but now they’re icy. Almost crystal. Batman nearly has a heart attack because it’s his father’s eyes. His father’s eyebrows too. (Billy was just really happy with Bruce Waynbe since he donated a massive bunch of money to Fawcett’s homeless shelters.)

And then.. pointy ears. A different nose. (Kon.)

J’onn shares his special cookies with him one afternoon and now Marvel’s got a little green tint in his cheeks instead of red.

He never hides it. If someone asks, he just shrugs and goes, “Oh yeah, my features kinda shift based on people I admire? I guess. I don’t really notice until you guys point it out. I can’t control it.”

A lot of people think his tall, muscular body comes from Superman. But nope. It’s from Diana.

Billy sees her: tall, powerful, graceful, hair always a little wild but somehow perfect. Elegant. Commanding. He thinks she’s incredible. So he becomes tall, powerful, elegant. Hair that never moves out of place (but still has a charmingly messy style). All that’s missing is a little more confidence and posture.

And Flash? Flash nearly dies of happiness when Marvel shows up one day— with his awkward little half-smile.

[simp4fictionalmenandjesus]

To elaborate on my idea of Tim and Dami forming a friendship through gossiping about their respected supers. (And eventually gossiping about everyone LOL)

Kon and Jon have def noticed the shit talking as well.

Kon found out on purpose when he tuned in onto one of Tim and Dami's conversations out of curiosity when he was bored out of his mind standing next to Clark at a Wayne gala.

"The worst part is the throwing, Timothy. Though I can easily adapt to any situation... Being held by the cape and tossed isn't very dignified." Tim nods his head lightly to his brothers words, giggles falling from his lips that made Kon's stomach do flips.

"You gotta train him to throw you well. I had to force Kon to practice throwing techniques with me for weeks until we found a comfortable and dignified way for him to toss me." Kon remembers those training sessions from back in the early days of Young Justice. It's part of what drew him and Tim closer.

Damian nods his head at his brothers words. "Very well, I will take that into consideration." A more serious look dawns onto Damian's face after that.

"Do you have any methods on how to get Jon to look more presentable for galas?"

Tim pauses, sips his glass of (fake) champagne, and smirks. "Don't give him the option to pick his own outfit."

Now Kon knows why Tim insists on getting ready for galas together. Control freak. (Kon will deny the fact that he enjoys letting Tim do his hair and tie his tye.)

On the other hand, Jon found out on accident when he was playing block blast on Damian's phone. (Lois took his phone away since he snuck it into his room at night and stayed up past his bedtime. Whining that he "was a superhero!" and "superheroes don't have bedtimes!" Only earned him a ruffle of his hair from Clark as he tucked his son into bed.) A notification from an unsaved number pops up.

Jon recognised the number as Tim's since Kon had told him that: if he couldn't reach Kon, and needed help with something that he didn't want Clark and Lois to know about, he should contact Tim.

The notification read 'you're joking 💀 poisoned apple pie is crazy... go buy him the cookbooks I mentioned, trust🤞🤞’

Jon flies into the field, where Damian is chilling with the chickens and asks "Did you like the pie I made you?" Damian glances at Jon and nods his head. "It was good."

Jon didn't think much of the message until Damian came over two days later with a pile of cookbooks in his hands.

[acid-ixx]

'cause you're takin' it like a champ, sweetheart !

(nsfw) romantic! yandere conner kent x gn! reader

reblogs and interactions are encouraged and appreciated.

— masterlist ; leaked sex tape post ; other post !

a/n: mdni. purely nsfw. inspired off of @luludeluluramblings. the reader here is gender neutral but is a bottom, so interpret them as any gender as you will! mentions of breeding, oral (giving &. receiving), and overstimulation.

i'm sorry but i just read about the sex tape thing and now i'm shitposting you guys. what if instead of making chapter 6 for my series angsty, i make conner and you have kinky, sloppy, sweat-drenched sex after your first date? what if instead of the batfamily stripping you away of your freedom, conner strips you naked right before one of the secret cameras placed inside the room you're both in, that he's sure records every single passionate movement you both make in bed?

what if instead of you crying from the pain of all the negligence, you writhe and mewl like an overstimulated pornstar as he pounds away all your worries instead??? and if the footage unknowingly gets leaked? holy shit, not only do you possess the title of bruce wayne's infamous bastard child, but you're now also known as a kryptonian monsterfucker who definitely possesses the energy of a bull if it means you could handle bed-breaking sex to the point you're sure anyone from a mile away could hear your bated, snappy breaths and conner's sporadic, non-stop humping into the most pleasurable parts of your body.

cause even if he's half-human, that doesn't take away the fact that he is half-human. he sports features that aren't typical in normal anatomy. this just translates to: less energy is consumed when fucking you, so he could go on and on and on eating his love out, leaving marks for hours whilst simultaneously ensuring that you're probably well-bred (and i hc that it's probably almost exclusive to kryptonians that they cum, a lot) and dripping and feeling full by the end of the night (or day, heaven knows just how long he could go off worshipping your body).

and yes, the leaked sex tape piqued the interest of most curious eyes and it's probably going to be the spectacle for most researchers curious about kryptonian anatomy- but consider this. conner's not the only man obsessed with you. there're some romantic interests out there seething with rage, at the same time nutting and touching themselves to the video and playing it on repeat cause you're taking it like a champ.

unfortunately for them though, you've already been too addicted to the feel of conner spearing you down that you just can't fathom anyone else holding you the same way he does. you love the dichotomy he puts you through (to the point you ignore the red glinting lenses above your body) when he's possessively pinning you to the any fucking surface with his strong arms wrapped around your waist, with no chance of escape, the sensation of his dick penetration in and out in a hasty, yet rhythmic beat. yet despite the harsh thrusts, his hand still find itself to your sweaty forehead to wipe away stray hair, his lips taking its sweet time softly pressing kisses from the crown of your head all the way to your lips.

"good j-job takin' me whole, sweetheart— ah! god, i love you..." he whispers praises with his parched throat on your ears, every syllable enunciated with the thrum of his hips, your legs nearly resting over his shoulder. if not for his breaths hitting the inside of your ears, goosebumps spreading throughout your body, you wouldn't have picked up on the bass of his voice complimenting you.

your grip on his body only tightens, eyes shutting deeper into the near zenith. with just how much you're humping back despite the soreness in your muscles, tears escaping your eyes from pure, unfiltered pleasure, it's as if you're putting on a performance for the whole world to see.

"i— AH! i love you, t-too, kon– baby!" your reply came in the form of a squeal after another of his particularly harsh thrusts from waiting for your response. god, your throat hurts, it's more sore than conner's, taking him in your mouth fully felt like a fever dream, but you could remember the shape of his tip puncturing the back of your throat that it has your body reeling for another mind-blowing orgasm.

the glass of water on the stand beside you both is empty, it's been empty for hours. yet conner's still thirsty, how else would he be quenched from his urge when his previous ministrations of eating you out whilst prepping you to take his dick makes him even hornier? there's something about your body that makes the kryptonian want to memorize every single detail from how you writhe when the piercing in his tongue penetrates a sensitive part of you, and oh, the salty taste of your sweat and tears is heaven for a starving man like him.

shit, the thought of sloppily devouring you whole after he fills you up time and time again would be the cherry on top. overstimulation works pleasures on his sweetheart's body like a charm. he loves seeing the more desperate parts of you begging for more yet telling him to stop at the same time, as your hands still tangle harshly on his hair to keep him in place.

... but for now, he's got to focus on the lack of love marks on the expanse of your body, his vision nitpicking all the places in your skin that he's going to suck hickeys on. it'll definitely be his final piece of the puzzle to show all your other admirers his claim on you.

and the whole world can only bear witness to the artwork he's creating with you.

welp, guess it's just going to be you and conner alone in the room for a while, satiating both your hunger for each other, haha...

— oh, and don't forget the hundreds of cameras placed strategically to record all angles of your bodied fucking like animals!

[batcavescolony]

A new reason for why Young Justice is all 17 and not aging. They started a Dionysus-style cult centered around Cassie to see if they could make her into a Goddess, and it worked. In return, she made them all her immortal companions'.

[anothertimdrakestan]

Iconic Romantic Quotes - Batboys & YJ Headcanons

TW for brief allusions to SH and general depression

p.s. the third one will tug your heart strings

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Jason Todd - "It's a shame that he can't see you the way I do"

- This man lets jealousy boil him alive

- Watching you make excuses for a man who doesn't deserve you truly makes him sick to the stomach

- There's a permanent scab on the inside of his cheek from him chewing on it instead of knocking your current "boyfriend"s lights out

- Jace doesn't think the chump even deserves the title. He doesn't protect you, dote on your, worship you, or let alone appreciate you

- How sad that the first time that awful man laid hands on you he was suddenly put in a body bag and overnighted to the other side of the country? How strange...

- Giving you space and a (giant hunky) shoulder to cry on Jason bided his time

- He never considered himself soft in any way, before he found himself aching to push your fallen hair behind your ears. he never condemned his rough nature until he realized his calloused hands couldn't be careful enough to wipe the tears from your eyes

- When you were at your lowest, horrified to think that you only deserve the awful hand you'd been dealt, Jason had to speak up. His eyes glassy at the thought of your self hatred and his fist furled at the fact that he left that chump breathing, he said-

- "You might mean nothing to yourself right now, but god you mean everything to me"

Wally West - "It’s like she’s the sun, and I have to orbit around her."

- What a broken cliche to say that finding your soulmates slows your life down

- When Wally sped his way into your heart, you gave him a center, a home base to return to, a spot to always feel pulled towards

- He gets addicted to you quite easily, constantly rushing to your location, just yearning to be around you even if he's only allowed to be silently basking in your warmth

- He swears once you smile at him he runs 8x faster, like the butterflies in his stomach are beating their wings while he runs

- This man could travel the entire world in a day, but he always finds you by the end, though he often has some bizarre gift in hand

- He often gets made fun of, he fell for you so deeply and so young that while his friends want him to spend whole nights out partying or trying to drink until it hits his quick metabolism, he's always adamant that he wants to be home with you, that even when he's out late, his sixth sense tells him when to flash home to give you a kiss goodnight

- You always tell him you're fine, that you never want to be controlling or take him away from his friends, but he always just says his place is with you. that he has plans with friends too, but there's always a piece of him excited to run home to you

- "What can I say babe? It's like gravitational the way you pull me in. Why would I ever want to be away from your warmth?"

Dick Grayson - "And I will kiss every single scar on your body and soul, to remind you that love doesn't have to hurt."

- Dick couldn't fathom that you didn't see yourself the way he did

- As he worshipped the ground you walked on, you spent the stroll checking yourself in reflective windows and trying not to say the wrong thing

- When Dick noticed you flinching at harsh words he felt like he was having a heart attack, the squeezing of his chest almost suffocating him as he tried to process what it meant

- He leaned in to loving you, so much so that he cared for and treasured you enough for the both of you

- Always the insecure you chided him, saying you didn't need the attention and that you were just fine

- What a blessing that a man loved you enough to see through your self deprecating jokes and promises that you were okay

- He never scolded or lectured, just always had two arms open and an unending list of compliments. tiny gifts were always waiting for you, and finally, there was someone in your corner no matter what

- Progress always sneaks up on you, and a few years down the line you were almost as bubbly and fun-loving as your boy wonder. when you asked him why he spent so much time bringing you out of your shell, he just said

- "I saw you the first day I met you. Not the fake version you put on, not the sad soul who felt undeserving. I just have always seen you, my love"

Jaime Reyes - "Tell me every terrible thing you ever did. And let me love you anyway."

- Heroes don't really talk about the mistakes they made on the path to doing good

- Jaime had watched you crumble time and time again at the thought of accidentally or even purposefully hurting people

- He knew better than anyone what it meant to be out of control, and equipped with powers that make dangerous weapons when your emotions are out of whack

- He always made room for you, in stressful situations his eyes fell naturally on yours, asking silently if you needed a hand to hold. No longer would you be left out of conversations or (god forbid) ignored. Jaime's gaze was always on you, whether you meant to be his focus or not

- You both got in the habit of cooling the other off, locking eyes and reminding each other 'it's just you and me my love' until the dark skies faded

- There is no better reaffirmation that you are safe than his hand resting on the small of your back, no better way to bond than the hundreds of late nights you both spent laughing and crying

- Looking back, it was hard to fathom how he'd put up with your darkness, and difficult to put into words what his support meant to you

- Softly wiping a rogue tear that had fallen and letting his hand fall to your chin, he tilted it up meeting your thankful and sorrowful eyes with a smile,

- "Cloudy or not I will be here for you, mi cielo. Whatever happens you will always have me"

Tim Drake - "I notice everything about you. Not in a creepy way—in a way I can’t turn off."

- Was is the graph he'd made of the number of freckles you had or the fact that there was always a little extra money in your wallet whenever you went grocery shopping that clued you in?

- He really did try to be nonchalant, but all the books he'd read about the subject suggested you only found a soulmate once, why would he not give you everything?

- He just liked patterns, like how you like to try something new at your local coffee shop every fourth visit or how moving his lips from your your temple to your neck made you shiver just a tiny bit

- And those little 'thinking of you' gifts were too easy, because there was always a little part of his mind with you at the forefront

- It's the type of relationship where after watching the two of you interact like a well oiled machine (you got the coffee mugs while he comes around to open the car door, you hand him a mug to take a sip while you fumble for you keys until he reminds you which pocket you put them in) ... that type of homely synergy, that makes your friends tell you they want to sleep on a highway

- Not actually, but they are deeply jealous at almost all times.

- You both could get a little too wrapped up in the relationship, your fifth anniversary almost got you arrested trying to remove a brick from the wall where you had your first kiss. Tim was three blocks away getting the penny you'd given him for good luck after you'd met him polished and engraved. It's not his fault he had to threaten the gemstone professional to get them to clean the penny, not everyone was as sentimental as the two of you

- "I had this made, as a sign of our luck. I've looked at a lot of numbers and they all suggest this kind of love can happen just once in a lifetime. How lucky I am that that my once gets to be with you"

Conner Kent - "Nothing scares me. Except losing you."

- When you saw the look on his face, you wondered for a moment if he had been shot too

- When in the blink of an eye he had scooped you into his arms you realized 'nope, just me!' wincing at the realization of the pain

- The Super Boy suddenly had faltered, forgetting about the battle and the stakes, because he'd suffered his greatest weakness - the fear of losing you

- You waved a hand in front of his face, his wet eyes focusing on you- 'hey dingbat it's just my shoulder so lock in' and the color returned to his face

- The next greeting in the hospital you weren't letting him live down his raw display of emotions

- He realized the only way forward was through, he kneeled at the side of your bed, explaining how he'd fell for you over the last months, and that the realization he might never tell you had torn through him

- Now you both were a blushing mess

- Over the next few months you'd become strong allies with none other than Tim Drake, who would use you feigning damsel in distress to get your blubbering lover to sail head first into a number of hilarious pranks

- As you gave your glitter-covered hunk a peck on the cheek you chided him about learning his lesson and trusting your ability to take care of yourself

- "Darlin' I trust you completely [at this point he'd pulled you into his glittery chest and peppered shiny kisses across your face] but I'll never risk losing you, joke or not I will be soaring toward you for the rest of our lives"

Damian Wayne - "You’re the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires."

- It started as good fun. trip up the kid batman who hadn't quite filled out his dad's suit. it had taken clark and barry 15 months to convince bruce to let the kids take care of the world for a week

- And so you'd been sent to Gotham to assist the baby dark knight, who'd been rolling his emerald eyes everytime they met yours

- Suddenly, it had been 6 months. Dames (a newly established pet name) decided not to return to the league, and bruce finally got a well deserved pause from playing the big bat. somehow in all this mess, you'd stuck around

- In a moment of weakness post-battle you'd told him if he ever wanted you gone, he'd only need to pack your handful of things from the mansion up, you'd take the sign and get out of gotham

- Though he teased about grabbing boxes for you weekly, they never appeared.

- Somewhere around 8 months you both were busting a local crime syndicate when your grapple gun broke. in a rush, you pressed yourself against Damian before you could explain the situation

- You forgot about explaining the moment you realized there was a pink tint under the cowl, and that his heart was beating out of his chest

- You arrived home and he hadn't spoken a word, after replacing the gun and stitching yourself up a bit, you found him in your room with boxes

- To say you crashed out was an understatement, manically shouting it wasn't your fault the gun didn't work, pointing accusatory fingers at him saying he couldn't keep it in his pants and that it was so sick of him to toy with your emotions like that after he knew you had a crush on him when you first started

- Damian froze. Closed the distance, and gave you a begging look to explain. But your feathers were always ruffled, assuming only the worst saying you'd pack yourself if he was hell bent on pretending he didn't know just to play game with your head

- "With your head? Do you not know how agonizing these months have been for me? Burning for you and stifling my flame to be professional? Had I known you'd - you'd cared for me to I would've- well I would've-" Damian was a man of action, not of words. His lips crashing into yours were all he could do to convey his honest emotions.

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This was a long one! I do hope you enjoyed. I read all comments & reblog notes btw so let me which was your fav (i'm partial to damian's i think?)

also let me know if it's worth hunting more quotes on pinterest. i do have some ideas for bart, steph, duke, and even bruce cooking

<3

[cipheress-to-k-pop]

romantic vs platonic

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Reader (Established Relationship), Conner Kent x Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 1k words

romantic:

Dick burrowed his face into your neck, breathing in your familiar scent and letting out a deep sigh once your fingers began running through his hair, gently massaging his head.

He took another deep inhale and twirled a lock of your hair in his fingers as he began placing kisses to your neck. It was that one strand that was always curlier than the rest.

"Your hair smells great, baby." He murmured and your eyes fluttered shut, the warmth in Dick's embrace beginning to put you to sleep. You thanked him for the compliment with a small kiss to the crown of his head.

"I love it when my pillow smells like your shampoo the next day." He confessed and you melted.

A hot blush was growing on your face and your bleary eyes took in the sincerity of his smile. Pressing a palm against his chest, feeling his faint heartbeat beneath your fingertips, you leaned close to kiss him.

“I love you.”

"I love you more."

platonic:

You sighed, letting your hair out of the uncomfortable ponytail that you had haphazardly put up so that it wouldn't be in your face while you ate lunch.

That single strand had been uncomfortably tugging against your scalp for last thirty minutes and you gently ran your fingers through the stands, bringing instant relief—

"Woah!!"

That was until someone reached out and yanked your hair so hard you almost fell flat on your behind.

"Dude, what shampoo do you use? Your hair smells great!" Conner commented, reaching out to grab a lock of your hair so he could sniff it once again and you smacked his hand away, staring at your best friend with an expression of disgust mixed with absolute bewilderment.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

***

romantic:

You stepped out of the bathroom, gently toweling your hair dry as you tossed some clothes in the hamper as you stepped back into the bedroom.

Dick looked up from his place on the bed, giving you a passing glance before he nearly broke his neck to look back at you in surprise, a grin growing on his face that was partly lovestruck, partly teasing but completely genuine.

"Is that my T shirt?"

You chuckled at the sight of his impish grin that threatened to split his face, choosing to ignore his blatant staring of your ass that peeked from the hem of the shirt.

"Yeah? Is that okay? I didn't bring any clothes with me." You explained, towel joining your clothes in the hamper when you had decided your hair was dry enough and you perched yourself on his lap, his hands immediately coming to wrap around your waist.

"More than okay," He chirped and you kissed his expectant lips, "You look beautiful."

platonic:

The amount of time it took Conner to recognize that there was something different about you was absolutely disappointing as you lay in wait, glancing up at him occasionally as you absentmindedly browsed through your phone.

"Is that my T shirt?"

You hid the cheshire grin on your face and instead schooled an expression of surprise, "Is this your shirt? Oh, I had absolutely no idea! I thought it was a communal shirt! Considering it was left in the dryer for the last couple days!"

He rolled his eyes, immediately knowing what you were on.

"Because you see, I know you wouldn't leave your clothes in the dryer for days so that it would impede me while I was trying to get my laundry done after the countless reminders I had given you. So I just assumed that this shirt was available for the taking. You know what the scholars say: 'Finder's keepers, losers weepers'."

You still managed to give him a smile even though your words came out through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, alright? I won't do it again."

You gave him a fake chuckle, "Yes, you won't because as of this moment you don't have any clothes left to launder. Considering they are my clothes now."

He glared at you.

***

romantic:

"Babe! You're never going to believe what just ha—What's wrong?" The delight in his voice immediately dimmed as soon as he caught a glance of you buried underneath the covers with your back facing him.

He knew you were awake; the frantic motions you had made to wipe away your tears as soon as he entered had told him enough.

"Baby, what happened? Why are you crying?"

He didn't even wait for a response before sitting beside you on the bed, leaning down to press several kisses to your hair. You didn't reply, sniffling and hiding your face against your pillow as you felt a fresh new wave of tears hit you.

"Oh, darling."

And then you were back again in the warmth of his loving arms. He wrapped himself tightly around you, making the heavy pain in your chest alleviate and be replaced with the content you usually found when lost in his embrace.

Before you could control it, you were sobbing softly into his shoulder while he cradled you against him, gently patting your back and raking his fingers through your hair, "Let it out; let it all out."

platonic:

Conner could only stare at you in equal parts of concern and disbelief as you continued to wail in front of him, tears streaking down your cheeks in fat droplets, each followed by an equally fat successor, all while you continued to wheeze and gasp for air in the middle of your sobs.

"And-and-and-*gasp*-then he-then he-*gasp*-he—"

"BITCH SPIT IT OUT!"

"He hung up on meeeee!" You wept, now hiding your splotchy face in your hands. He let out an affronted scoff, offended on your behalf but still sitting beside you to gently pat your back. Well, he thought it was gentle. You, on the other hand, felt the sobs being knocked out of you with each 'pat'.

When your loud wails eventually dissolved into equally loud squawks as you attempted to catch your breath, he asked, "Do you want me to beat him up?"

Finally, you were able to crack a smile.

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The Robin Boyfriend Support Group

Meeting #1: How to Calm Your Angry, Bat-Trained Boyfriend

Dating a former (or current) Robin isn’t exactly a walk in the park. That’s why Wally, Roy, Kon, and Jon meet up monthly to share their experiences and survival tactics. This month’s topic? How to handle your boyfriend when he’s angry—a topic that arose after their failed attempt at ranking the scariest Robin when mad.

Wally likes to think he’s a seasoned pro at handling an angry Dick Grayson. After all, they’ve been best friends since childhood, and now they’re dating. But even with all that history, he still flinches when Dick narrows his eyes and says his full name in that eerily calm voice. Wally’s solution? Distract him with superior kissing and cuddling skills until the anger is a distant memory. Foolproof.

Roy considers himself a patient guy—he’s a dad, after all. But according to his beloved Jaybird, he still has a lot to work on. Jason’s anger is legendary (who would’ve guessed?), though he never loses it when Lian is around. Once she’s safely out of earshot, however, all hell breaks loose. After consulting Alfred (the real MVP), Roy developed the perfect plan: keep a stash of books Jason wants, pair them with a well-worded written apology, and take over cleaning duty for a week. So far, so good.

Kon never thought his sweet, dorky boyfriend could be scarier than Batman. He was very wrong. An angry Tim Drake is a terrifying force—cold, distant, and sharp. It’s in those moments that Tim reminds everyone he was raised by Janet Drake, a woman infamous for making grown men cry with just a look. At first, Kon had no idea how to handle it. Then, as a joke, he tried something he saw online—lifting his shirt to flash Tim mid-rant. To his surprise, it worked. Every single time. Now, whenever Tim starts spiraling, Kon just absently pulls up his shirt, and suddenly, Tim is flustered, stammering, and very distracted. Magic.

Jon doesn’t really get what all the fuss is about. Sure, Damian gets angry sometimes, but rarely at him. And even when it happens, Jon has an easy fix—he takes Damian to the Kent farm for the day. With space to breathe and animals to care for, Damian gradually calms down. By the time everything meets his high standards, the storm has passed, and all is well again. Simple, effective, and 100% Jon-approved.

[l0s3rd0wnt0wn]

i need more connor/black!reader. how would the batfam react when they find out? what would they say if reader is attached to connor and if he is banned from them manor their gonna follow him because it’s not like they want to be in the manor anyways

Sorry it took me so long to reply my bitch ass was brain storming like crazy but now I shall feed you my children hope y'all like!!!

Conner and the weird neglected Black!reader relationship is hella one-sided; the reader can't comprehend someone liking them or even being attracted to them. The truth is, they’ve been isolated and neglected for so long that the idea of anyone giving them attention literally scares the reader. They just don’t know how to act. I mean, the reader was a victim of minor bullying, with boys or girls at school saying, “You’re cute,” just to laugh in their face, leaving the reader feeling undesirable and unattractive. So, just the idea of someone like Conner liking them is absolutely insane. But they don’t pick up on it at first; they take it as him just being sweet and friendly or not getting social cues. In reality, he’s trying every single game in the book to get them to date him. It’s like Conner is playing 4D chess while you’re over there playing checkers. Conner does everything for you to like him. He’ll read your favorite comics, play your favorite games, and watch 500 episodes of One Piece for you. If you don’t vibe with his punk look, he’ll change himself for you as fast as possible. He’ll go casual or nerdy—anything you want. You’re the puppeteer, and Conner’s the puppet, pulling his strings, making him dance and controlling his every movement. Till, you get bored. You’re the only person who gets to call him Kon-El, even though the meaning behind the name is absolutely heartbreaking. But when you see it, the name means something entirely different; it sounds sweet, kind, and loving, making the true meaning fade. That boy is your biggest fan, stalking every last one of your posts on social media. Still, his thumbs can’t scroll anymore, but when he confesses his feelings to you after that night in the entertainment room, you think he’s joking, like a whole prank crew is going to come out and laugh at you, and it breaks his heart. He would never do something like that to you, and he proves that he truly has feelings for you by kissing your doubts away. The two of you try your best to keep your relationship under wraps, but the Batfam finds out fast, thanks to one Wayne family fan posting a pic of you and your favorite test tube baby sharing a kiss before he’s off on a mission. The Batfam is pissed; I mean, you could do so much better, and they get seriously jealous of Conner and how you treat him sometimes. He throws it in Tim's face that you wear Superboy merch and not Red Robin merchandise, and it really ticks him off. Overall, Conner and the reader's relationship is pretty cute but also kind of toxic—Conner a full-on yandere and the reader slowly turning into a yandere over time. A match made in a laboratory, really.

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who wants to be best friends who secretly hold hands very platonically

[superbat-love]

Bruce stomped into the living room with the kids clutched under his arms—Steph and Barbara under his left arm, and Jason and Dick under his right arm. Clark followed closely behind him, carrying Damian, Jon, Duke, Kon and Tim.

Nine soaking wet little kids were unceremoniously dumped on the floor in front of the fireplace. Cass silently jumped down from her spot on Bruce’s shoulders to curl up on the armchair.

Clark: Alright, explain to us why you kids were out playing in the forest in this storm.

Dick: We wanted to play hide and seek, so we had to find a bigger space.

Bruce: The Wayne manor is on 150 acres of land.

Jason: Yeah well, if some people didn’t cheat…

Duke: Nobody hacked into the cameras around the place!

Tim: I-It’s not our f-fault you guys pick the most obvious places to h-hide.

Steph: Even without the cameras you still cheated, Tim. I saw you guys. You got Kon to fly you up the mountain! We agreed on ‘No Superpowers’! And now you’ve got hippo…hippopotamus.

Barbara: I think you mean hypothermia, Steph.

Kon: How is that considered cheating? Flying is not a superpower. Birds fly!

Jon: Dogs fly!

Dick: That’s just Krypto, Jon.

The kids huddled around together, discussing whether flying is considered a superpower.

Clark: Enough, you are all grounded for putting yourself in danger.

Bruce: [yelling over the kids’ protests] I don’t want to hear any excuses! Everyone is grounded except Cass.

Kon: She played with us too! She hid near the entrance of the forest.

Bruce: Still considered to be on Wayne property.

Damian: Can we be grounded in the barn?

Jason: The barn? That’s the dumbest suggestion I’ve ever heard.

Dick: Hey! You can’t call people dumb, dummy.

Damian: I want to play with the chickens, okay? They’ll get lonely!

Jon: That sounds fun! I want to play with the chickens too!

Barbara: Don’t listen to them! I vote for the kitchen, because Alfred is there.

Steph: Me too! Alfred makes great cookies!

Bruce: This isn’t a vote. You will each be grounded in your own rooms.

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I have an AU that I though up and it makes me squeal every time I think about it. What if Clark found Conner, but instead of being a teenager, he was a newborn?

Naturally, Clark would panic — he's never dealt with anything like this before. Him having been a child at one point being his extent of experience with children. His first instinct is to call his parents, but this isn’t just a Clark Kent problem —it’s a Superman problem.

So, in a moment of desperation, he turns to the only person he thinks might be able to see the bigger picture: in comes Batman.

It results in Bruce comes back to the Batcave after a long night of fighting the Riddler. He’s tired, maybe even a little annoyed, and what does he find? Superman sitting on the floor of the cave, cradling a crying infant, pleading softly, “Please don’t cry, because if you do, I will too.”

Bruce doesn’t know what to do at first — he’s completely out of his element crying Kryptonian and all — but he can’t exactly say no when a baby is involved, especially a half-Kryptonian one.

Safe to say, Dick is immediately obsessed with the baby and spends all his free time playing with him. Meanwhile, Bruce and Clark’s relationship takes a surprising turn. Because if there’s two things Bruce Wayne is known for, it’s his baby fever and his obsession with Kryptonians.

If you want to read it… I started writting it enjoy!