#dcmultiverse

[junkfoodcinemas]

The Batman (2022) dir. Matt Reeves Superman (2025) dir. James Gunn

[simoneashley]

David Corenswet as Clark Kent/Superman Superman (2025)

[soranatus]

MISTER TERRIFIC, HAWKGIRL, METAMORPHO, & GREEN LANTERN In the Superman (2025) trailer

[animusrox]

"Holiday Knights" The New Batman Adventures

[miss-carter]

Rachel Brosnahan as Lois Lane SUPERMAN 2025 | dir. James Gunn

[billykcplan]

SUPERMAN | 2025 ↪ teaser trailer

[captainsamerica]

Superman (2025)

[lostsoulincssea]

Smallville (2001-2011) / Superman and Lois (2021-2024) / Superman (2025)

[helenababs]

THE MANY FACETS OF HELENA WAYNE.

dad said i came into the world kicking and fighting... i guess i owe it to him to go out the same way.

[xuanelle]

Orion in New Gods (2024) #1

[junkfoodcinemas]

SUPERMAN (2025) dir. James Gunn

[simoneashley]

guywithamoviecamera: working on the set of @superman was a blast, but interning for clark kent was even cooler tbh

[yanderejustforyou]

Can you please do touch started/possesive Sofia Falcone x fem reader? More Sofia being vulnerable and soft when she is alone with her girlfriend

The city outside was unforgiving as always, its chaos mirrored in the harsh lines of Sofia Falcone’s life. But here, in the quiet sanctuary of her penthouse, with you, she let herself be something she couldn’t afford to be anywhere else—soft. Vulnerable.

Sofia positioned herself near the window, her silhouette a striking contrast against the shimmering city lights beyond. Her tailored trousers, perfectly fitted, lent a sharpness to her demeanor—an unyielding nature that demanded respect and admiration. But tonight, with the moonlight cascading over her high cheekbones and emphasizing the intensity of her azure gaze, it was you who captured her attention. It was you who captivated her thoughts as she stood lost in a moment of contemplation, caught between who she was and who she longed to be.

“You don’t have to stand there,” you said gently, patting the plush sofa invitingly next to you, as if to create a bridge between the emotional distance that still hung in the air. The softness of your voice, combined with the warmth radiating from your proximity, wrapped around her like a comforting blanket.

Sofia hesitated, her jaw tightening, her posture poised like a soldier preparing for an unseen battle. It was a familiar stance, one that betrayed the conflict nested deep within her—a war between her instincts and the burgeoning feelings that threatened to unravel the careful control she maintained at all times. Mustering her courage, she finally took a step towards you, her footsteps nearly silent against the luxurious fabric of the thick rug underfoot. When she sank down beside you, the closeness of your bodies created an electric yet tender connection. Her thigh pressed against yours, but even in this intimate space, she carried herself with the weight of uncertainty, afraid to fully lean in, to take more than she thought she deserved.

You reached out, your fingers gingerly brushing against hers, a delicate initiation of trust and connection. “It’s okay,” you whispered, the words a soothing balm against the turmoil of her thoughts.

At the touch, her hand twitched under yours—a moment that felt precarious, as if she were teetering on the brink of vulnerability. Just when you feared she might pull away, she defied those expectations, turning her palm upward and lacing her fingers with yours. Her grip was strong, almost desperate, each pulse of her heartbeat echoing the fear that you might vanish if she loosened hold.

“I don’t know how to do this,” she admitted, her voice barely rising above the ambient noise of the city outside. It was a raw confession that stripped away the layers of her carefully curated persona, laying bare the trepidation she felt within.

“Do what?” you prompted, though you already suspected the answer.

“Be… this person. With you. It’s not who I am,” she replied, the admission tasting bittersweet on her tongue.

You leaned in closer, resting your head against her shoulder, feeling the rigidity in her frame begin to soften. “It doesn’t have to come naturally. You don’t have to know everything right away. We’ll figure it out together,” you said, leaving no room for her insecurities to fester in silence.

Sofia exhaled a shaky breath, the tension in her body palpable as her free hand rose to brush through your hair. The initial touch was tentative, as if she was afraid of disrupting the fragile moment between you. But when you leaned into her touch, encouraging and warm, she began to relax, her fingers tangling in your locks with an earnestness that spoke volumes more than words ever could.

“You make it sound so simple,” she murmured, a hint of skepticism lacing her voice.

“Because it is,” you assured her, tilting your head to catch her gaze, your eyes earnest. “You’re allowed to want this, Sofia. You’re allowed to want me.”

In that moment, something within her softened, the rigid lines of her carefully constructed facade beginning to crumble under the weight of your sincerity. “You don’t know how dangerous that is,” she replied, her voice tinged with an urgency that sent a shiver down your spine.

You smiled, your fingers tightening around hers, grounding her in the moment. “I don’t care. You’re worth it.”

Then, with a tenderness that felt transformative, Sofia leaned in. Her lips brushed against your forehead in a gentle kiss that felt like a confession, a promise, a step into the unknown beside you. When she pulled back, resting her forehead against yours, her expression was imbued with a longing that went far beyond the physical—a desire rooted deep in the very core of her being, trembling with the weight of unspoken emotions.

“Stay with me. Just… stay.”

“Always,” you whispered in response, wrapping your arms around her in a comforting embrace.

“Always.”

Sofia’s fingers tightened around you, her hand trembling slightly against yours. You felt the tension in her body—years of restraint, loneliness, and control fighting against the tenderness you offered her so freely. She leaned into you further, her breath warm against your neck.

she whispered, her voice soft but desperate. “Please.”

Your heart clenched at the vulnerability in her tone. You shifted, cupping her face with both hands, your thumbs brushing along her sharp cheekbones. She closed her eyes at the contact, leaning into your palms like someone who hadn’t known warmth in years.

“I’ve got you,” you murmured, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Her breath hitched as you pressed another kiss to her temple, then her cheek, your lips moving with a careful reverence that made her shudder. Her hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer until there was no space left between you.

“Don’t stop,” she murmured, her voice breaking.

“I won’t,” you promised, your lips finding hers in a soft, lingering kiss.

Sofia melted against you, her hands clutching at your back as though afraid you might disappear. The kiss deepened, her desperation bleeding through in the way her fingers roamed over you, mapping every inch of your body she could reach.

When you finally pulled back, she rested her forehead against yours, her breathing ragged. “I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you.”

You shook your head, your hands sliding down to rest on her shoulders. “You deserve everything, Sofia. Let me show you.”

Her eyes met yours, and for the first time, you saw them unguarded—raw and full of longing. She reached for your hands, bringing them to her lips and pressing soft kisses to your knuckles. “Stay with me. Don’t let go.”

You wrapped your arms around her, pulling her into an embrace that spoke louder than words. Her head rested against your chest, and you could feel the rapid beat of her heart against yours.

“Never,” you whispered.

[animusrox]

"Holiday Knights" The New Batman Adventures

[fujikoi]

[buthigor]

Superman edit