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[nosyrobin]

Need more pretty boy wonderboy!reader 🙏

“Pretty boy.”

Pair: Supersons x Wonderboy!reader

Summary: It’s hard being the pretty one of the trio. The five times Wonderboy!reader has been called pretty.

Genre: fluff

The first time, was the supersons were just ten. The Amazon male had accidentally made Damian angry, so angry that he didn’t know any insult of that moment.

Jon watched Y/N run fast from the angry tanned boy. He was screaming in Arabic and then Chinese. It was scary as Jon just hide behind a couch as Y/N then forced himself to fly for safety.

Damian threw anything he could at the damned Amazon boy. Practically trying to corner him. “GET DOWN PRETTY BOY!” Damian yells, now in English as he throws a mug at the boy.

That’s when it went silent and time felt slow before the Amazon male spoke up.

“I’m pretty?” Y/N smirks with crossed arms, now the tip of Damian’s ears were red. Jon had to hold the boy back, cause somehow this shorty jumped up and caught the warrior.

The second time, was at a beach. But the beach experience was a little sandy and terrible.

Sand was too hot, Jon had to carry the Amazon male and Wayne. Then Damian stayed under an umbrella as the two strong boys were playing in the water or playing volleyball.

After all that playing, the Amazon male had bought a sandwich, but the sandwich was stolen by a damn seagull which angered Y/N. He was hungry, and no one fucks with his lunch.

The Amazon boy was flying and rushing after that damn seagull. But the seagull then pooped on the Amazon male, made the boy more enraged as he grips the throat of the seagull and made it spit it out. “Ugh…what a waste of time.” The poop was cleaned off but Jon could only smile at the Amazon male.

“You’re so pretty…” Jon says, a love sick expression on his face as the Amazon male had an annoyed expression by the heat beaming on him.

“Jon…now’s not the time.”

The third time, it was random. Y/N was lifting up a car to throw at a robot. With one swift move of lifting the car up, holding it over his head and hurling at the robot. Completely destroying it, the Amazon failed to see some admirers watching him.

Y/N quickly flew around with Jon close to him, Jon user his heat vision to melt anything that dare to get close to the duo.

As the area was cleared, Wonderboy stood there looking around, he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around to see someone his age.

“Hey! Pretty boy, thanks for saving me.” The teen says to the amazon male. “Oh! Um no problem man…” the Amazon teen says awkwardly. The teen his age only smiled. “So like are you—”

“He’s taken.” Robin says quickly, wonderboy nervously chuckled and flew off with superboy close behind as Robin took a piggy back ride on the Amazon’s back.

The fourth time, was when a model agency asked him with agency he was in.

Y/N and the boys were at the mall, relaxing and not paying attention to anything as it was their free day from work and school.

Y/N walked off, wanting to use the bathroom as Jon and Damian were arguing which color would be great for bracelets.

As the Amazon male finished his business and was walking back to the food court, he got stopped by a lady with a clearly blonde wig. “Darling! Do you model? Which agency if you do. I couldn’t help but see your beauty, your pretty structure is what my agency needs.” The lady says with a smile.

“I don’t model…” y/n says softly. The woman cups the teen’s hands. “Oh darling but you would look amazing modeling for me!” She then pulls a card out from her coat. “If you ever want to model for me, find me.” She says, she then walks off.

The older teen looked confused but shrugged as he walked back to his best friends.

The fifth time, was special. The Amazon boy was in the snowy weather. A red scarf wrapped around his neck, the cold hair had tinted some part of the teenager. He blows out cold air with a soft smile. Turning his head, he caught sight of Jon and Damian standing there, looking at him.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongues?” The boy says with a soft smile. Jon immediately speeds over to the Amazon male with a red face, as Damian walked over with a small smile. “Hello Prince.”

“Hey guys..” Jon let go of the Amazon male, cupping the boy’s face. “I’m glad you’re here with us! We got so many presents for you.” Jon says, he then kisses the forehead of the Amazon male. Jon moved back so Damian could get a hug in. “I missed you too..Y/N.” Y/N softly chuckles and kissed Damian’s head. “Yeah yeah, I missed ya guys as well.”

“Yeah we missed our pretty boyfriend.”

[shortnsweetsposts]

*Nighwing, Superboy, Wonder!reader and Robin on a mission together. Nightwing took the initiative and went further ahead.*

Wonder!reader: Nice ass *Referring to Nightwing obviously*

Superboy: Do not lust in your heart- Jesus you're right...

Robin: STOP LUSTING OVER MY BROTHER!?!

Nightwing: *Blissfully unaware*

[supercap2319]

“Jonathan Kent, you sass your father one more time…”

"Jonathan Jeremiah Kent, you come back here this instance!" Y/N call after the teenage boy as Jonathan fled into the the house, slamming the door in the process.

Y/N and Clark found him in the kitchen as Jordan looked on in nervous anticipation. "Jordan? Go upstairs. Your father and I need to talk to your brother."

"But, Dad–"

"Go."

Jordan heads upstairs as they look at Jon. "What is your problem, young man? Your father was only trying to help." Y/N said.

"Yeah, a real big help. Dad made me look like a coward in front of everyone." Jonathan said.

"It wasn't my intention to do that. But Candice's father was threatening you, and I had to do something, and I–"

"And you screwed up. Congratulations."

"Jonathan Kent, you sass your father one more time..."

"You'll what?" Jonathan asked.

"We'll, ground you." Clark said.

"What?! You can't do that."

"Yes, we can. We are your dads, and you will be respectful." Y/N said.

"That's such bullshi–"

"Finish that word, and it's another week."

"What? But that's not fair."

"Do you want to go for three?"

Jonathan shut his mouth, but he was very angry.

[mysweetkuromi]

Im actually tweaking...WDYM I CANT SHIP DAMIJON OR DAMIRAE... I can't stand these types of mfs 😭 like yes I understand why this channel was made but damirae, damijon, and dickbabs are FINE those ships are harmless (unless u bring up that one comic where Barbara cheated on dick with Bruce)

"dickbabs is toxic bc they cheat on each other and dick cheated on kori with barbara!!" So does every other toxic bl/gl ship but here we are

[primeofprimes115]

Overwhelming Burden - Supergirl x Male Reader

Note: Fluff 🥰 and Angst 🥺

I've just read the Zero Hour 30th Anniversary comic #1 not long ago and... Honestly, it's such a good comic, biggest highlight for me is seeing Supergirl wearing a black suit with the silver S on the suit and cape, the silver belt, bracelets and black gloves (In the comic, there's instances where she's wearing black gloves or not which is a little weird but in this imagine, she'll be wearing black gloves, another image will be shown in the imagine later of her wearing black gloves) are a nice addition as well... And pants! Best suit I've seen in a while.

This is a world where Superman is dead, dead after his fight with Doomsday and where Batman never came back because he's broken, so pretty much retired and Batgirl is Gotham's Knight now while Supergirl is Metropolis's protector. Diana Prince is no where to be found so Donna Troy is the new Wonder Woman also. They what would be the New Trinity in those words.

Supergirl in this comic however is supposed to be Matrix aka Mae Kent, but DC for some reason wanted Kara Zor-El/ the original Supergirl to be mentioned in this rather than Matrix Supergirl which is a little odd but I'm not complaining. Spoiler for those but Donna named dropped Supergirl as "Kara" in the comic, so... I suppose it's Kara Zor-El, again it's a little odd, ain't complaining, I honestly don't mind.

So in other words... This imagine is inspired from this. Hope you enjoy!

Credit also goes to @bisupergirl for the pics!

Metropolis, once a city that was defended by a man who revolutionized the way Aliens were welcomed on Earth, a man that changed the world with more superheroes making their debut, along with the added threat of supervillains and those that had an agenda against him. He was a man who only found out he was in fact an Alien once he found out where he really came from.

His parents, Ma and Pa Kent, aka Martha and Jonathan, once told him he came from the stars one day, crashing down onto Earth in a small pod not far from where they lived in their farmhouse, and finding a newborn wrapped in a red cloth that would be used as his cape when he grew older to become...

Superman.

He inspired many, became Earth's Champion, defended Earth and Humanity from many threats, though he couldn't always do it alone, he eventually had allies that formed the Justice League that vowed to protect Earth from any known threat known to Humankind.

Clark Kent of the Daily Planet and from a little town called Smallville, Kal-El of Krypton, Superman, the Man of Steel, Man of Tomorrow, once an icon, a hero, a loving Husband and son to all that loved him.

He was once the fabled "Last Son of Krypton" until one day, that changed... When another pod came crashing down onto Earth, holding a young blonde haired girl, who was petrified, confused, unaware of how long it has been after being in hypersleep for many years, sent from her planet of Krypton alongside her cousin, before her pod was knocked off-course.

Kal didn't know at the time, but the arrival of this girl changed his life forever and for the better, this girl was his cousin, Kara Zor-El, who would later become Supergirl and wear the same colors and family crest, one that Clark learned more about from Kara, all about the House of El, their family, his and her parents... Some he already knew from the Fortress of Solitude that was created by the Kryptonian crystal that he put into the ice in the North Pole.

Things were going very well with Kara's introduction to Earth, adopted by the loving Danvers family, she took the name "Linda Lee Danvers" to blend in and hide her powers, though at times she wasn't great at controlling them, she was taught how to.

From going to Earth school, to meeting the one guy that she befriended, the boy named Y/N, which the two eventually began to fall for one another during high school, becoming somewhat high school sweethearts. Clark supported the fact Kara found someone she liked, someone to keep her on her toes when unexpected, she eventually introduced Clark to Y/N, letting him know of the other secret they hadn't told him yet. Their Kryptonian heritage which was a big surprise to the young boy at the time, she even took him on a flight to convince him further.

Around this time, Kara being 16 years old, she debuted as Supergirl, cousin of Superman. Embracing the whole Girl of Steel part of herself to defend her new home from enemies alike. Sporting a blue top with a red skirt and gold V-shaped belt, a short red cape with a golden S on the back as opposed to wearing the same S on her top with a red background just like her cousin, showcasing the House of El sigil proudly.

At first, the world wasn't sure how to accept Supergirl, but eventually not long after, they did with Superman's help. Kara was more happier than to be both Linda Lee Danvers and Supergirl.

But... Not everything is forever...

With some years going by and now with Kara have been Supergirl for three and a half years...

A Doomsday descended upon Earth... Many heroes answered the threat and couldn't stop it without cutting losses.

It was Superman who saved the day... But at a heavy cost...

His own life, succumbing to his wounds and the world fell silent once the news broke out.

Earth's Champion... Superman... Had been confirmed dead, giving out his life to fight Doomsday, the fight was nothing more than brutal and destructive, Metropolis was wrecked and battered by the events.

His death hit many heavily, Kara especially. There was supposed to be a surprise for Kara, before Doomsday came to be, but Y/N called the surprise off, in exchange to grieve, knowing it wouldn't be the right time to propose to the girl he has always loved.

In honor to grieve her cousin's death, Kara made the decision to change up her suit and colors, now sporting a black top, long cape and pants, with a silver V-shaped belt, bracelets and the S and shield, colored silver, even on the back of her new black cape had the S colored in silver, also supporting black gloves over her hands. The bracelets both have a diamond shaped sigil on the front, even the belt too, unlike her previous suit.

No longer blue, red and gold. Just a black and silver look, the world took notice of this change, seeing a black and blonde blur zoom past on multiple occasions throughout the world, it didn't take long for people to know it was Supergirl, now having a wardrobe change since the last time she appeared on camera months ago.

Some asked why? The obvious answer was simple... Coming from her.

"To honor my cousin" she said nothing more after. She refused to take anymore questions about anything else, it was nothing but a bother to her.

She became Metropolis's new protector, Earth's New Champion and part of the new Justice League that was put into place, post Doomsday and Superman's Death within a year later.

Kara was well known to he amongst the newer Wonder Woman and the Batgirl that has taken over Batman's duties after he mysteriously "vanished" when more forces played behind the scenes in that regard.

Meanwhile, still being Supergirl, her lover, Y/N, now loving Husband, having gotten married a few months ago, remained behind as the ever-loving House Husband, in their now shared apartment building, every day and night when Kara came back from her duties as Supergirl, he'd be the one greeting her when she came back.

But as of recently... Kara's been barely getting home than usual, skipping lunch dates, dinners, her usual work before she quit and the two had a fairshare of arguments then and there about the issue, as mostly every married couple eventually argues over something.

This morning was no different, it was the same as usual, Y/N always said that her being Supergirl didn't had to always be a thing, he wanted her to be Linda Danvers for a day or two, but she kept refusing the idea, Supergirl was needed day and night, it was her duty, her vow to fill in Kal's shoes.

Y/N made the argument that Superman wasn't always needed and this only infuriated Kara further, where their argument turned a little more heated. Y/N hated arguing with her about this, this was the first ever heated argument with her and he felt bad bringing it up. Kara was still hurting about Kal's death. There was one thing he did say that was true...

He felt neglected by her now, he hadn't been hugged by her in the last few weeks... Or even kissed by that matter and he missed having her lips on his

Kara was nothing but frustrated and moody mostly in the last few months, the last time he ever saw her smile much was during their wedding day and the entire week. It was like something switched off in her that caused her to be like this.

Could it be that something has happened? Something so bad, it's keeping her awake at night and not as the forgiving girl she was before?

She wasn't a Girl-Scout, but there was times she was, and it rarely shows today.

Y/N spent all day to himself once more, still thinking back on the argument he had with Kara this morning before she left, getting groceries, doing the laundry, keeping an eye on their cat, Streaky, before he eventually began to relax for the day. Not having to do any online work since Kara quit her Human job.

He sat on the couch, his Playstation controller in hand, playing a story-driven game before he paused it to go grab a drink.

His mind was still on the argument they had this morning, his eyes caught onto the plate of food, covered by tin-foil, dinner that was made for Kara for when she would come back at the usual time but again... She hadn't come back yet.

Y/N knew not to worry much, but it became increasingly hard for him, he loved her so much, despite the arguments they've had since getting married.

But he was worried, he was worried that she was beating herself up over everything that's happened, and it showed in her face, her body language.

The pair haven't kissed or hugged in the last two weeks and he missed being held, being kissed, being flown by her, he misses the old Kara, the old Supergirl...

The old Linda Danvers he fell in love with...

Just as he poured some fresh OJ, Y/N heard a pair of boots land on the wooden flooring by the window. He briefly looked to see Supergirl, his wife, who had seemed to look like she had been tossed around and thrown into the surface of the sun yet again, nothing more than usual.

His heart swelled to see her, but it hurt knowing she was probably still mad at him. He knew he wasn't wrong, but he just wanted to patch things up, like a normal married couple would.

"You're back" he stated the obvious with a lowered tone, but a tone she could pick up with her super hearing. "I... I was beginning to worry, but... I'm glad you're okay" he gave a little smile at the corner of his lips but it soon vanished after taking a sip of his drink.

Supergirl hadn't said anything back to him, she only looked at the TV to see what he had been doing in her absence, before noticing Streaky as she shakes her long, black cape, wiping off dust particles.

'Ugh, gonna have to get that cleaned up' he mentally noted before taking another sip from his drink. "I made dinner again, it's cold now but I ca-" a whooshing sound interrupted him and he was met by Kara who had zoomed up close to him after looking him in the eyes, completely surprising him. He almost dropped his glass of fresh OJ once she zoomed up at him in a nano-second.

"K-Kara?".

There was nothing but pain and hurt in her eyes before grabbing the sides of her cape and lunged her arms around him, wrapping her cape around him also as her body began to quiver and tremble.

She dug her face into the crook of his neck and her breaths became shaky, Y/N could only stand there with a surprised look on his face as Kara... The Girl of Steel, his wife, Supergirl, had began to break down emotionally from what it sounded like.

Then he could hear her sobbing into him, little sobs of sadness washing over her as she clung onto him hardly but gently, not wanting to let go just like any other time he'd tried to hug her.

"Y/N" she mumbled with a shaky breath into his neck, her messy blonde hair tickling the side of his face. "I-I-I" she couldn't speak her words, sadness overwhelming her as tears flushed down from her closed eyes that began to soak the T-shirt's fabric on his shoulder, crying even harder by the minute.

Y/N wrapped his arms around her figure quickly, who was clinging onto him like she was holding on for dear life, he accepted the hug he longed to get from her, it broke his heart hearing her sob and cry, feeling his shoulder getting wetter by the minute from all the tears she was shedding. Her words coming out trembling and mumbling nonsense

"Oh, Kara" Y/N cooed to her, rocking a little left to right while feeling the warmth of Kara's long cape wrapped around him and her, her arms holding him into place while a hug carried out.

"I-I... I'm so s-s-sorry!" she cried harder into him, her sobbing getting more prominent as Y/N tightened his arms around her, even his breaths began to get shaky at this moment, he felt her words hitting him in the heart. "I-I".

"Sshhh, i-it's okay" he cooed to her softly.

"N-N-No! I-It's not o-okay!" she denied that fact, struggling with her words still, but Y/N understood what she meant.

Yes... It wasn't okay, he could clearly see and hear it, with a crying Supergirl in his arms, also embracing him with her cape wrapped around him to cling onto him as she cries and sobs, overwhelmed by drowning dread and grief.

He always had a feeling eventually Linda/Kara L/N would be overwhelmed with this, mostly overwhelmed with the burden of being Earth's Champion twenty-four-seven, since Superman's death, she's been nothing but mostly Supergirl the entire time, the only acception she wouldn't be her superhero self was at the wedding and the week following that with the honeymoon.

"Let it all out, it's okay, my Sunshine" he cooed further though he stumbled on his wordings, calling her by a nickname he had for her, one she hadn't heard in a while which made her sob harder. "Let it all out" he told her once again, letting the broken Girl of Steel cry on his shoulder, just like he once told her that if she needed a shoulder to cry on, she's got him.

He could remember the days when they were in high school, remember when they were fifteen years old, he'd stop by the Danvers's place to hang out with Linda and her two other friends that she made in class, he remembered getting to know them better since he had different classes from them, and only a few classes where he and Kara would be seated near each other, often not sitting next to one another.

The days where he first began to crush on Linda, he found her the most adorable and smartest girl in the world, to him? She was everything he wanted. He didn't have much friends, most were into edgy stuff, which didn't match his tastes.

But Linda? She was into anything, she was cool to him, smart, had a sense of humor, was fun to be around and was pretty defensive for him against his bullies, once publicly embarrassing one of them by flipping him over her shoulder, on the verge of breaking the bully's arm, potentially ruining his placement for the basketball game coming up that time.

Once everything had calmed down, along with Kara's sobbing, and apologies were made about all the arguments they've been having, the two pulled back from the hug and kissed, lips-to-lips for the first time in two weeks, a kiss both surely had been missing, a long kiss between them with their lips slowly smacking off each other in a slow dancing way.

His hands caressed her cheek with his thumbs swiping away at any stray tears that fell down from her eyes which they did once they began to kiss, Kara's cape still wrapped around him and herself, not even thinking of letting go any time soon.

"Y/N" Kara broke the silence after the long kiss they had, the kiss she could clearly see that Y/N had been dreading for, a kiss of closure in other words. "I... I thought about what you said this morning, and... You're right, I have been... Neglecting you as of recently" she painfully admitted, her voice croaking as she spoke.

"No, no. I was wrong to say that" Y/N backed down from what he said, taking back the hurtful thing he said this morning. "I shouldn't have said that in the first-".

"No" she interrupted. "It's the truth. All I've thought since..." a pain arose in her chest as she felt it flare up from what she was about to say, struggling to speak a little.

"I don't think you need to say" he told her, knowing what she was going to say, as it was clear as day...

She took the burden of being the next Symbol of Hope, the carry on the shoes and burden that Superman alone carried with him through his actions and heroism, Supergirl was a role model to most, if not, all people as expressed through her actions and words alone. She didn't want to be like her cousin, she wanted to be her own person.

She once admitted to him the fact she was scared she'd end up losing herself because of the fact that there could be one day he might die and she'd have to pick up where he left off being Earth's Champion, but Clark gave her sound advice. Like him...

She had family and friends to help her carry the burden if she struggled, to carry on without him if he were to die, which happened.

"I visit that statue every day" she sniffled, looking into Y/N's eyes still. "Wishing he'd be here today still, wondering what it would be like to have him around again" she closed her eyes and sighed with a sadness that could be seen in her face. "I miss him... So, so much" she croaked.

"I know, I miss him too" he laid a finger under her chin and raised her head so he could look into her eyes, tears forming her eyes once more before one fell down onto Y/N's thumb. "But you're not alone, Kara. Being Supergirl twenty-four-seven hasn't done you good, you look stressed and tired, which is concerning considering Kryptonians don't get tired from what you've shown" he made a valid point across to her, but she seemed to have heard it before.

"You sound like Babs".

"Do I know?" he chuckled. "Well... If I was Barbara, I think she'd also be correct".

This prompted to make the Girl of Steel smile just a little, which was enough for him to point out with a little smile back at her.

"There she is, there's the smile".

"Don't ruin it" she groaned.

"I'd never" he smiled, giving out a little laugh that was a little contagious for Kara, a soft laugh escaped her before it died down, with her sighing next.

Y/N pushed a strand of Kara's hair behind her ear, seeing the other half of her face that was hidden by her golden hair. "I think... You should take off the suit and Supergirl" with his eyes he traced out the House of El glyph on Kara's chest. "...could use a good break for a little bit, you can have someone else fill in for you, clear your mind a little with me" Y/N suggested to her, though he knew she wouldn't like it, now that things had been settled between them, he wouldn't lose his chances.

And Kara knew it...

"I can heat up your dinner, or you can probably use your heat vision since it's quicker than the oven" he snorted, getting a faint laugh out from Kara while she smiled, his face brightened up again noticing it. "And we can also... Cuddle on the couch, put on a movie of your choice, not my pick because you know I'm picky" he suggested further.

"Or..." Kara unwrapped her arms off him for a moment before wrapping them back around, only around the crook of his neck this time around with her cape billowing slightly behind her due to the window being open still on a cool windy night. "I can take you on a flight?".

"Ohh" Y/N caught himself between two hard choices. "Hmm... Maybe tomorrow you can take me on a flight, how about that, Sunshine?" he answered.

"Deal" she nodded before smiling a little more, finally answering after a minute. Deep down he was right from earlier when she thought about it, her being Supergirl twenty-four-seven has done her no good, it put some strain on the relationships she's got with her loved ones, her adopted family especially and Y/N, who love her all the same, she had a prior visit to them before coming back, wanting to reconcile which was as emotional as it was already.

"It's your favorite, by the way, from your adopted mother's recipe" he smiled as Kara x-rayed the plate with the tin-foil over it, spotting a Lasagna and coming from him, it was Edna Danvers recipe of her Lasagna.

"I thought I smelled something familiar" she noted while looking at the plate.

"Go on" he gestured his head toward the plate.

"You want some? There's plenty left for us to share" she offered, unwrapping her arms off him and began to walk up to the plate.

"Nah, I'm good" he declined politely.

"You sure? In case you end up eying it up anyway" she smirked, taking off the tin-foil gently though unnecessary to do it gently.

"I had like... Maybe two plates earlier, cooked a bit too much, I'm full still" he gestured. I'll wait on the couch for you, gonna turn this game off and that".

"Okay, Love" she nodded and smiled before she looked at the food, her eyes soon lit up red before she quickly heated up the food with her heat vision, heating it up to the right temperature, just for her.

Taking the plate, she saw her Husband save his progress and switch off the game, she had a little fond memory of him kicking her ass at a fighting game when they were younger, back when things were simpler when Clark was still alive.

"Y/N" Kara broke the silence yet again.

"Yes, my Sunshine?" he answered.

"I love you, I really love you, you dork. Always remember that" she smiled once again, stabbing her Lasagna with a fork that was left on the table next to the plate earlier before taking it to her mouth to savor the taste of the food.

"I love you too, Linda L/N" he smiled back at her, her face noticeably brightened as she strolled over with her plate of food in hand... 

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Fin...

Word Count: 4078

[kryptokent]

clark kent (smallville) x male reader

before clark meets up with you for a coffee date, his mother makes an unusual discovery in the laundry basket.

warnings/content: lead up to smut but fade to black, established relationship, you know about his powers, bisexual clark :3

word count: 1.7k

also on ao3!

dinosaur boxers

“Hm,” Martha murmurs, rifling through the laundry basket and grabbing at an item. “I’ve never seen these before.”

“What is it, Martha?” Jonathan asks, peering over that morning’s newspaper. 

She turns around and holds up a pair of boxers. “These aren’t yours, are they?”

Jonathan raises an eyebrow at the design. “No. Must be Clark’s.” He shakes his head with a huff of laughter and turns back to the newspaper. “Although I can’t imagine him wearing that.”

“I dunno. I didn’t buy these for him.”

Chuckling to himself, Jonathan folds the paper and places it on the table, standing up to make his way over to her. “Martha, Clark is 18. I’m sure he’s old enough to buy his own underwear by now.”

“Well, yeah, but he…” She starts, trailing off. Instead, she gives him an embarrassed smile. “Yes, I suppose you’re right.”

“When am I ever wrong?” He smirks, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Making his way back to the kitchen table, he grabs his jacket and shrugs it on. “Speaking of Clark, where is that–”

“You were speaking about me?” Clark asks, bounding down the stairs with a grin. “Good things, I hope.”

“We were just talking about this mystery underwear your mom found.”

Clark tilts his head and turns to his mother, the smile slipping off his face immediately at the sight. She waves the boxers, still holding them in front of her chest, and asks, “These yours?”

“Uh, y-yes,” Clark manages to get out through a cough. Martha’s eyebrows knit together and Jonathan turns back to face him with his eyebrows reaching his hairline. Clark clears his throat and smiles again. “Yes. Of course they’re mine, mom, who else’s would they be?”

She takes that as an acceptable answer and shrugs, dropping them back into the basket. “Just didn't think dinosaur-themed boxers were your thing.”

His face heats up. “Trying something new. Anyways, gotta go.” He’s out the door before anyone else can say anything.

Staring at the door in confusion, Jonathan shakes his head. “That was weird, wasn’t it?”

“Definitely. Think he’s hiding something?”

He thinks for a moment. “That he really likes dinosaurs.”

Outside, Clark takes a few deep breaths to calm himself. That was close, he thinks, before shooting off toward the Talon. He comes to a stop at the back alley, glancing around to make sure no one's nearby to notice him, and makes his way to the front of the building. To his surprise, you’re already standing at the corner behind a dumpster and he almost jumps out of his skin.

“Jesus, you scared me!”

“Sorry,” you laugh, waiting for him to catch his breath. “I know you like to come this way.”

“Do you now?” Clark laughs, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips. He pulls away, searches the area, finds no one, and presses his lips back to yours. The height difference makes his chest swell with joy and he pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your lower back. Between kisses, he mutters, “You'll never guess what my parents found earlier.”

“What’d they find?”

Clark pulls away and leans against the wall with a smug look. “Your boxers.”

“What?”

“Mhm.” Pushing off the wall, he gently grabs your arm and leads you toward the entrance of the Talon. “You must have left them there last time you were… over. I figure you took mine instead when you rushed out.”

You take a shaky breath. “Do they suspect anything?”

“You mean do they suspect we’re dating? No, doesn’t seem like it.”

“That’s good,” you reply as you take a seat closest to the door. “I guess you still don’t wanna tell anyone?”

Clark gives you an awkward smile as he sits opposite you and leans in close. “I just don’t know how they’ll react,” he says, voice hushed. “I mean, I know they’ll accept me, but…”

“You’re just not ready to announce you have a boyfriend.”

He looks around quickly, worrying that someone would overhear. “Exactly.”

Your hand twitches, and to Clark it looks as if you’re  about to reach for his hand but have second thoughts. He wants to reach out for you in return, hold your hand with no fear, but he stops himself. “That’s okay,” you smile, a small smile at first before it turns into a loving grin that lights him up like the Fourth of July. “I completely understand. As long as you’re happy, yeah?”

“I am happy.” Clark bumps his foot against yours under the table with a sweet smile. “You make me happy.”

Your grin widens “You make me happy too, Clark.”

He smirks and glances around. “Why don’t we get outta here?”

“Thought you wanted coffee.”

He shrugs. “Coffee can wait.” He stands and brushes a hand over your shoulder casually as he passes you, beckoning you to follow him.

“And this can’t?” You laugh, following outside and back down the alley. “What have you got planned?”

“Something fun,” he grins, looking around before taking you into his arms. “May I?”

“You may.”

Clark’s lips find your cheek. “Hold on.” He waits until you’re in his arms before speeding off, running faster than the speed of light. He runs and runs and runs until he makes it back to the farm, entering the barn and slowing down.

“We’re at the barn,” you state.

“Mhm.”

You smirk at him. “And what do you plan to do here?”

“Well…” he trails off, looking you up and down with his own flustered smile. “Whatever you want. But first, I’ll be back in a minute.”

He speeds off, leaving you standing alone. You shake your head with a laugh at his abrupt exit and make your way upstairs. By the time you’re flopping onto the couch and picking up a book from the table, Clark returns holding two coffees. 

“You couldn’t have gotten them before we left?” You ask, chuckling. 

“I didn’t think.”

“Do you ever?”

Clark rolls his eyes and hands you a cup, gently pushing your legs aside so he can sit next to you. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever, wise guy.” He takes a sip of his coffee and smiles. “I figured we could have our coffee date here. In private. Where no one can see us.”

“That is what private means, Clark.”

He huffs out a laugh. “I can never catch a break with you, can I?”

“Only when I’m dead.”

“Well I hope that’s not soon,” he whispers, leaning in close and looking deep into your eyes. His breath fans your cheek. Leaning closer, he presses a few soft kisses from your lips toward your cheekbone, and he smiles, before pulling back and taking another sip of his drink. “Now I can kiss you whenever I want.”

You giggle at that. “Alright, loverboy. You sure your parents won’t come up here?”

“They’re both out doing their own things. We’re all alone up here.”

“Alone, huh?”

Clark flushes red. “Mhm.”

“Well maybe I can get my boxers back then?”

“Oh…” He glances away. “Yeah, uh, sure. I can go get them for you.”

You roll your eyes in amusement and laugh, leaning forward to press a kiss to his burning cheek. “I mean, Clark, that you'll have to take these ones off first.”

His breath catches in his throat and his wide eyes find yours. “Wh– I– Oh. Oh, heh, yeah. Yeah.”

“You’re so cute,” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “But it looks like you might explode if I say anything else like that. Let’s just enjoy this coffee first.”

He nods eagerly, making you laugh even more. “Sure. Yeah. It’s nice coffee. Really nice.”

You shuffle closer so that you’re curling into him, head on his firm chest. His strong arm instinctively wraps around you, pulling you closer, and he drops a kiss to the top of your head. “I’m glad we’re together, Clark.”

“Me too. If you hadn’t flirted with me on that day we met, I don’t know where I’d be right now.”

“Still chasing after girls that already have boyfriends, I bet. And blissfully unaware you could have been chasing after the boyfriends, too.”

He laughs and you can feel the vibrations of it against your cheek. “I’d have figured it out!” You glance up and raise an eyebrow and he gives you a cheeky smile. “Eventually.”

Pressing your lips to his, you smile. “I’m glad I helped you out.”

“Me too.”

The kiss deepens and you can feel rather than see Clark leaning forward to place his coffee on the table behind you. His hand slides up your arm and takes your cup too, placing it beside his. You chuckle against his lips as he pulls you into his lap. “Thought you were enjoying your coffee.”

“I was,” he shrugs, trailing kisses down to your jaw. “But I’ll definitely enjoy this more.”

You tilt your head to give him more access to your neck. “What happened to my cute flustered farm boy?”

Clark pulls back to smirk and there’s a playful glint in his beautiful blue eyes. “You talk too much,” he says, more of a loving statement than an insult. Pushing you against the soft pillows of the couch, he hovers over you confidently. “I guess I need to shut you up.”

You laugh and tug at the hem of his shirt before lifting it up and over his head. “And you need to give me my boxers back.”

He rolls his eyes “What did I just say, mister?”

“I don’t know,” you shrug, eyes stuck to his toned torso. No matter how many times you’ve seen him shirtless, the beauty of him still amazes you. “Wasn’t listening. Was a bit distracted.”

He chuckles and dips back down to trail kisses from your lips to your neck, sliding his hands under your shirt and over your burning skin. “Guess I gotta help you with that.”

“And my bo–”

“And your boxers, I know, I know.” You share a sweet laugh and he removes your shirt, smiling down at you. “You're so beautiful. So, so beautiful.”

“Says you.”

He gives you his usual boyish grin and gives you a sweet kiss. “I do say so.”

It’s safe to say the coffee grows cold a while before the two of you are done.

[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

DC (EXCLUDING MAINLY BATMAN/FAM) MASTERLIST

*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT

CLARK KENT/ SUPERMAN

A Kent And A Wayne (Clark Kent X Wayne!Male!Reader)

Effects Of The Toxin (Clark Kent X Wayne!Male!Reader)

DIANA PRINCE/ WONDERWOMAN

Motherly (Diane Prince X Teen!Reader)

Family Visit (Diana Prince X Daughter!Reader)

Snow Day (Diana Prince X Reader)

Washing Up (Diana Prince X Male!Reader)

BARRY ALLEN/ FLASH

Little Gifts (Barry Allen X Wayne!Reader)

Anyone But Him (Barry Allen X Wayne!Reader)

Another Speedster (Barry Allen X Reader)

The Wayne Mystery (Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Sorry!(Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Cancelled Plans (Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Please Stop (Barry Allen X Fem!Reader)

Actual Flirting (Barry Allen X Male!Reader)

Caught Red Handed (Barry Allen X Fem!Wayne!Reader)

How Did It Come To This? (Barry Allen X Sibling!Reader)

JUSTICE LEAGUE

Would You Kindly? (Justice League X Male!Reader)

Hidden Scars And Memories (Justice League X Male!Reader)

MULTIPLE

New Start (Roy Harper X Male!Reader X Jason Todd)

A Mostly Successful Mission (Jason Todd X Male!Reader X Roy Harper)

Keeping Secrets (Dick Grayson X Male!Reader X Wally West)

The Quiet Son (Bruce Wayne X Son!Reader X Justice League)

Father's Day (Bruce Wayne X Male!Reader X Clark Kent)

No More Joker (Harley Quinn X Fem!Reader X Poison Ivy)

City Siren's Daughter (Harley, Ivy & Selina X Daughter!Reader)

Nightmares (Harley Quinn X Daughter!Reader X Ivy)

Their Redemption (Harley Quinn X Daughter!Reader X Ivy)

One Of Us Hurt (Bruce Wayne X Male!Reader X Clark Kent)

VILLAINS

Penguin's Friend (Ed Nygma X Male!Reader)

Waiting For You (Jerome Valeska X Fem!Reader)

My Responsibility (Jonathan Crane X Fem!Reader)

There For Me (Harley Quinn X Batsis!Reader)

Never Going Back (Harley Quinn X Daughter!Reader)

We Could Be A Team (Deathstroke X Daughter!Reader)

Colleagues (Jonathan Crane X Fem!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2

OTHER

What Happened?! (Leonard Snart X Reader)

Close Your Eyes (Leonard Snart X Reader)

Nothing Else (Leonard Snart X Fem!Reader)

Secret Meetings (Leonard Snart X Fem!Reader)

We're Having A Baby? (Leonard Snart X Fem!Reader)

She's My Sister! (Leonard Snart X Fem!Reader)

I'm Not Letting You Go (Leonard Snart X Fem!Reader)

Future Child (Leonard Snart X Daughter!Reader)

Saving Up (Harrison Wells X Trans!Male!Reader)

Stubborn And Injured (Raven X Fem!Reader)

Not Fireproof (Raven X Reader)

Blues Music (Teen Titans X Reader)

A Little Help (Batman X Scarecrow) Pt 1 / Pt 2

Finally Married (Rip Hunter X Reader)

Cant' Wait (Mick Rory X Fem!Reader)

Sneaking Out (Mick Rory X Fem!Reader)

[iliumheightnights]

Hometown | Clark Kent x Male!Reader

Fandom: DC Pairing: Clark Kent x Male Reader Summary: Clark takes his boyfriend back to Smallville for the first time. His boyfriend finally gets to meet the Kents.

A/N: Alright, so this might not be my best work, but I still wanted to write SOMETHING while I was stuck in bed. But then again, I’m still a bit out of it so I’m hoping it is a decent story.

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“Next stop, Smallville station.”

M/n looked out the window as the train sped down the tracks. Fields of corn passed by in flashes. He turned his attention away from the window towards his traveling companion next to him. Clark was reading a newspaper they had grabbed before boarding the train.

“So…is it ALL corn fields?”

Clark laughed hearing that. He sat his paper down and looked at M/n. “I can assure you, Kansas is not all corn fields…only most of it and other farm lands.” He laughed and M/n’s face. “But honestly if you go to some of the cities like Wichita or Topeka those are more urban, it's the smaller towns that are farms really. Lucky for you, Smallville isn’t all farms.” M/n raised his brows and nodded. “Uh-huh. I’ll believe it when I see it.”

Was this the point that Clark told his boyfriend they’d be STAYING on a farm? He had already known that right? Clark honestly couldn’t remember if M/n knew or not and decided to just let it roll. I mean…they were staying with Ma and Pa and the Kent’s OWNED a farm.

Oh well.

Soon the train pulled into the station and came to a stop. Clark helped M/n with the luggage and carried them. “I can carry mine Clark, it's no problem.” Clark chuckled and shook his head. “I got it. Don’t worry. Besides, this is nothing.” Of course he was referencing his superstrength. To him it really was nothing. M/n also knew it was pointless trying to argue with him and let it go.

The two of them left the station and were greeted by the sight of a rather small town. “Well…this is quaint.” M/n said with a smile. Honestly he didn’t mind the small town, it was a nice change of pace from the hustle of Metropolis.

Soon there was the sound of a horn honking and they watched as a pickup truck pulled into the parking lot. “Clark! Oh Clark!” Once the truck parked a nice older couple jumped out and soon tackled Clark into a tight embrace. Obviously his parents. “Hi Ma. Hi Pa.” He returned their embrace for a while before they broke apart.

Martha then turned her attention towards M/n. Her smile never fading or breaking. “And you must be M/n! Clark has told us so much about you!” She then engulfed M/n in a hug. “It’s so nice to meet you.” She pulled back and that’s when Jonathan walked up. “Pleasure to meet you M/n. Put ‘er there.” He said lifting his hand for a handshake. M/n returned the handshake. “Pleasure to meet you too sir.”

“Alright let’s get you two back to the farm. I bet you two are hungry.” Jonathan helped take the cases from Clark and load them in the truck. Soon all of them were in the truck and on their way back to the farm. As they drove through town Clark and Martha pointed out certain places and landmarks, each with their own story.

“Oh look! M/n that’s the high school where Clark went to. Clark, do you remember that time-” Clark blushed at almost every story Martha told. Most of them embarrassed Clark but M/n absolutely loved hearing about his boyfriend’s life before. “And that’s the farmer’s market stalls, that happens every weekend. Clark used to go with us all the time back in the day. He’d go running off to eat the samples though.” Martha giggled at that. “Ma…”

“What’s that?” M/n pointed to a newer looking building that seemed to be reaching the end of construction. Jonathan seemed to grunt at that. “A new LexCorp office. They bought a couple of farm’s out here for their own. I don’t like it.” M/n looked to Clark who was frowning. He could tell Clark wasn’t liking it either. He’d talk to him about it later.

It wasn’t much longer before they were out of town and going down a gravel road. More cornfields. M/n could tell Clark was looking at him with that smug smile on his face. Soon a large and beautiful farmhouse came into view. The Kent Family Farm. M/n had seen photos of it before but they didn’t do it justice.

Soon the truck was parked and Martha was already booking it to the house. “I’m going to get lunch started for you both!” Clark laughed. “It’s alright Ma! You don’t need to!” Martha only waved him off, she wasn’t taking no for an answer.

Clark went to grab the bags with Jonathan. M/n was going to grab his as well but stopped when he heard a dog bark. “WAS THAT A DOG!?” He turned around and soon a blur of white ran across the yard and jumped into his arms. “RUFF!” The dog licked at his face and made M/n laugh. “That’s Krypto. Hey boy! How are you?” Clark rubbed the dog's head. “He missed you.” Jonathan said moving into the house. Clark and M/n followed after him with Krypto trailing behind.

The inside of the Kent’s house was just as beautiful as the outside. The entire place gave a sense of warmth and familiarity. Photos of the family lined the walls and tables. Most were of Clark throughout the stages of his life. M/n looked at each and every one of them. “I sat the bags in your old room, Clark. Figured you’d stay in there.”

“That’s fine, thanks Pa.” Clark moved to place the bags in the room and M/n followed.

Clark’s room…made M/n smile. The room OBVIOUSLY hadn’t been touched since Clark left for Metropolis. Lots of his movie posters were still up with different drawings and fliers. It really did give off the vibe of a high school senior’s room before leaving for college. “So…this was your room?” M/n said with a smile before picking up a photo with a young Clark and some friends. “It’s adorable.”

Clark’s face turned bright red from blushing. He rubbed the back of his neck as he looked sheepish. “Yeah, when I left I never really put anything away. Honestly, I kind of half expected to return rather soon. When I didn't it was a surprise. Guess Ma and Pa didn’t touch a thing. Though now it’s pretty embarrassing.”

“I don’t think so…okay maybe just a bit, but I think that happens to a lot of people.” M/n laughed and planted a kiss to Clark’s cheek. “Now how about you show me around a bit?”

“Gladly.”

Clark showed M/n around the farm. Honestly there wasn’t a lot to really look at. Fields, the barn, some animal pens, and of course the house. But both were enjoying the company of each other as they walked. “There IS some place I’d like to show you though.” Clark said.

He took M/n’s hand and walked him to the back of one of the farm buildings. At first it didn’t seem like anything was there, but then Clark moved one of the panels. “A secret door?” Clark smirked and nodded. “After you.” M/n walked into the hole. He expected to see some sort of farm storage or something but instead saw a nice little hideaway.

“This is my nook. I used to come here a lot when I just needed to get away from things.” Clark said as he sat down on a pillow. M/n looked around the place. It was small and decorated with a blanket and some pillows. A few books and posters were around. “This is cool. Did you make this place?”

“Yes and no. The building is used to store old equipment and things. But I discovered there was this back section that wasn’t being used. So I kind of made it my own.” M/n laughed and sat on another pillow. “Do your parents know about this place?”

Clark chuckled. “Oh I’m sure. You can’t hide anything from Ma. Pa? Sure, but Ma? No way.” 

“Speaking of, we should probably head back. I’m sure lunch is probably done.”

“Yeah and knowing Ma she won’t stop fussing until we eat.”

Clark stood up and helped M/n up. He placed another kiss on his boyfriend’s lips before they left the nook. “I’m glad I got to share this with you.” M/n smiled. “I am too. I like getting to learn more about you.” He held Clark’s hand as they left.

They sealed up the hole before heading back to the house. Something told M/n that this trip was going to tell him a bunch about Clark he didn’t know.

[mr-celestial-writings]

DC MASTERLIST

These are all The DC characters I will write for. Please keep that in mind as you submit your requests, along with the boundaries you can find here.

Happy Reading!

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Bats:

Bruce Wayne:

Cradle [Bruce Wayne + Child! GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child [TMasc! Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Depression [Bruce Wayne + Outaw! Tmasc! Reader]

[More To Be Added]

Richard "Dick" Grayson:

A Younger Sibling's Comfort [Richard "Dick" Grayson + Younger Sibling! GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child [TMasc! Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Denial [Richard "Dick" Grayson + Outlaw! TMasc! Sibling! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Jason Todd:

Comfort For A Hurt Heart [Jason Todd x Male! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child [TMasc! Reader] [HC/Drabble]

[More To Be Added]

Timothy "Tim" Drake:

Sweater Weather [Timothy "Tim" Drake x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child [TMasc! Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Anger [Timothy "Tim" Drake + Outlaw! TMasc! Sibling! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Barbara Gordon:

Story Corner [Barbara Gordon x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child Pt. 2 [T!masc Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Bargaining [Barabara Gordon + Outlaw! Tmasc! Reader]

[More To Be Added]

Stephanie Brown:

Haunted House [Stephanie "Steph" Brown x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child Pt. 2 [T!masc Reader] [HC/Drabble]

[More To Be Added]

Cassandra "Cass" Cain:

Ha hA HA ha [Cassandra "Cass" Cain x GN! reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child Pt. 2 [T!masc Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Acceptance [Cassandra "Cass" Cain + Outlaw! TMasc! Reader]

[More To Be Added]

Damian Wayne:

Pet Costumes [Damian Wayne + Sibling! GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

The Oldest Biological Child [TMasc! Reader] [HC/Drabble]

Confrontation [Damian Wayne + TMasc! Outlaw! Sibling! Reader]

[More To Be Added]

Supers:

Clark Kent:

Decorations [Clark Kent + Child! GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Conner Kent:

Baking Disasters [Conner Kent x Male! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Jonathan "Jon" Kent:

Pumpkin Patch [Jonathan "Jon" Kent + Sibling! GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Kara Denvers:

Caramel Apples [Kara Denvers x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Speedsters:

Barry Allen:

[More To Be Added]

Wally West:

[More To Be Added]

Bart Allen:

Fall Fair [Bart Allen x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Archers:

Artemis Crock:

[More To Be Added]

Roy Harper:

Turning Leaves [Roy Harper x GN! Reader] [Fanfic]

[More To Be Added]

Oliver Queen:

[More To Be Added]

Bonus:

Diana Price:

[More To Be Added]

Hal Jordan:

[More To Be Added]

Jamie Reyes:

[More To Be Added]

{More To Be Added}

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[theodorecanaryhood]

The SuperBat story

Batboy and Superboy love story!

Jonathan Kent x Y/n Wayne

‘Your left’ Superboy shouted as you back flipped over a machete, giving a swift roundhouse kick to the thugs chest.

Superboy grabbed a guys collar as he lifted off the ground, dropping him down onto a car bonnet.

You threw a Batarang as a distraction as you jump kicked then threw a hard punch, the last thug you kicked in the face then slammed his head into a window. Knocking him out.

‘Emotional damage’ Superboy exclaimed as you smiled a little.

‘Hungry?’ You asked him, to which Superboy nodded.

…

Shirt and trousers, slicked back smart hair as the two of you sat in the Iceberg lounge, Jonathan ordering your drinks.

‘So, gonna explain why this is your favourite bar considering it’s owned by your Dad’s enemy?’ Jonathan asked you, you only smiled.

‘I like the atmosphere’

Your drinks came as you clinked your glasses together, taking a swig when one of your favourite songs came on.

‘Oh, I love this song. Want to dance Kent?’ You asked, cheerful as Jonathan seemed reluctant.

Taking your hand and walking with you to the dance floor, the two of you danced together with your drinks.

It felt so satisfying to be able to be open and free without judgment. At least for now, the two of you could be each other’s and do normal couple things.

‘Feels so good not hiding’ Jonathan smiled, leaning down and kissing you.

‘I love you’ you slipped out the words as Jonathan went wide eyed.

You panicked internally as you saw the look on his face change, you couldn’t take back the words as you’d already said them out loud.

‘You don’t have to say it back, just wanted to let you know’ you saved yourself, Jonathan still stared at you.

Almost like he was trying to detect a lie in you while he listened to your heartbeat, hearing it stayed the same apart from when it jumped as Jonathan took your hands in his.

‘Y/n, I think it’s time we become official, like to the families’ he spoke clearing his throat, insinuating he and yourself finally tell everyone the truth.

Your ‘friendship’ has been going on a while and no one knows, even your Dad being the worlds greatest detective and your boyfriends Dad being Superman. They still could never see.

‘I think you’re right’ you nodded, kissing your boyfriend deeply, him smiling into it and kissing you back.

The two of you carried on drinking a bit more and dancing along to the music, an older guy kept staring at the two of you. Standing hand in hand as you both smiled.

‘Some people are gay dear’ you laughed as you walked out with Jonathan.

Arriving at Wayne Manor in your Uber it was a weird feeling, usually the two of you would arrive and get out separately. Walk up and act like you were both just friends.

The last kiss being before you left a bar or club, but this time you felt brave enough to walk up holding Jonathan’s hand.

‘Right, ready?’ He asked you as you walked in together.

You only nodded as Alfred approached the two of you, with his gentle smile he always carried.

‘Evening Sir’s, how was your night?’ Alfred asked you as you stood in the hallway.

‘Was great Pops, is everyone still here?’ You asked as you saw Alfred notice the two of you, holding hands.

‘Yes master y/n, in the dining room’ Alfred said as he pat you both on the back.

You walked in first not holding hands as to not get questions asked straight away, taking a deep breath as your heart thumped.

‘Babe, relax, my Dad will hear your heartbeat straight away’ Jonathan said, running your arm to calm you down.

‘Ok’

‘Hey you two, have a good night?’ Dick asked as he leaned back in his seat.

Everyone turned to face you both as you stood in the walkway to the dining room.

‘Come in y/n, no need to be shy’ Clarke said as the two of you walked into the room and stood in front of everyone.

‘We need to tell you all something’ Jonathan broke the silence, everyone stared intrigued.

‘Dad, I’m bisexual’ Jonathan blurted out, Clarke didn’t seem angry. He smiled and pulled his son in for a hug while Clarke stayed seated.

‘And Dad, I’m gay’ you spoke to your Dad, and your Brothers who all smiled gently to you.

‘And?’ Jason said, shrugging his shoulders as you choked up a little.

‘There’s also something else, Dad, Bruce, me and y/n we’re uh, together’ Jonathan said as he intertwined his fingers with yours.

‘And I love him, he also loves me’ Jonathan finished as he looked in your eyes.

‘You do?’ You asked, Jonathan nodded as he gave you a kiss.

‘Well, that’s a turn of events but I can’t say I’m surprised’ Bruce said as he stood up.

‘Y/n, when you were younger you used to be obsessed with boy bands and you even said you wanted to marry someone like you’re school friend Kyle. I’ve also had a theory for a while that the two of you would be a cute couple if you ever had the chance’ Bruce said, Dick smiling at you the whole time.

‘You’re still my son, and I still love you no matter what’ he continued as he pulled you in for a hug.

‘And Jonathan, you know you can talk to me about anything and I will never judge you, I’d never judge you for this, y/n is an amazing man and so are you’ Clarke said to Jonathan as he hugged him.

Jason and Dick stood up to hug the two of you as Bruce then hugged Jonathan. Following with Tim, Damian and Alfred following after.

‘Ok, so I guess there’s no need to hide anymore’ Jonathan laughed, taking your hand again.

‘But know this Kent, you hurt my little brother I will show up to your apartment with my favourite pistol’ Jason stepped in, you looked at Jonathan.

‘He means it’ Tim whispered, Jason then cracked a bright smile as he urged the two of you to sit with him.

‘So, tell us about how you guys got together’ Clarke said as the two of you spoke the rest of the time, telling everyone about how you got together.

It felt indescribable to have your family sitting with you, listening to you and your stories, still wanting you to be in the family.

Love was always around and is in many different forms, sometimes you don’t always have to travel far to find it.

[zaceouiswriting]

The golden crown

Character: Jon Kent x male reader

Universe: Somewhere in DC/Somewhere in Original Content

Warnings: None

Authors note: Sorry, for the more or less late post today. But here were some electricity issues. Everything is finally resolved, so you guys finally get this one. Hope you enjoy.

Some days, were just too much for you. Not only got you into trouble in university, because one of your professors, had started an investigation because of plagiarism. Not really something any student, wants to be involved in. But not only that, shortly after you came back home, you saw that everything was empty. Someone had broken in your apartment and stole all the furniture and food, but at least let the refrigerator in.

With groceries bags in your hands, you walked down the busy city streets. You hated the big city, but needed to get an further education, just to appease your father.

But as you walked around a corner, you out of the sudden, were not on the streets anymore. Instead you stood in a dark room, with a lot of monitors and some creepy ass looking guys in costumes.

„Not again,“ you mumbled under your breath absolutely annoyed. Which finally got the attention of the entire room, bringing you a cold sweat over your back. Their eyes drilled trough your body and soul. Immediately you got the message, that you shouldn’t be there.

You searched for a hallway corner, to walk around it, so you can get to another place, that hopefully is safer than this one.

But the round room, did not seem to gave any hallway at all. It was just that, a single looking room. Even if you really did not want to do it, you needed to talk to one of them. So you walked up to one of the guys, looking less scarier. A scrawny looking dude, with a blitz on his chest. „Hey sorry, but is here a hallway? I need to round a corner to get out of here again.“ Your whispering voice, seemed to have made the guy uncomfortable. His eyes widened.

„How did you get in here?“ A loud booming voice called out to you. As you turned around, a guy at least 6´3 maybe even taller, was looking directly at you. His eyes dark, almost murderous, while his blue eye mask really let his eye color come out, the sheer size of this dude and his broad shoulders, almost made you faint in anxiety.

You weren’t small either. Training in the gym, was a priority for you, but this guy? He was ridicules. His muscles must’ve muscles and so on.

„I-I-I…,“ you stammered pathetically, as the man was looking you up and down. For a moment, you feared, that your body couldn’t have contained, what was in your bladder, as another dude, with a red mask, grabbed the other one and pulled him away from you. 

As this monster of a man wasn’t near you anymore, you finally were able to breath again. Short and hectic breaths, but breaths nonetheless. 

„Who are you? And how did you get in here,“ the guy with the blitz on his costume asked you finally.

„My name is (Y/N), I-I-you wouldn’t believe it anyway,“ you finally told the scrawny man. But he seemed intrigued, you on the other hand weren’t.

Your eyes, for some reason hanged on the two guys fighting with each other, over how to handle you. Both of them, gave you a special tingly feeling, that as it came out, got both their attentions.

Soon after, even more people got into this one round room. One that just looked like a younger version of superman. Just then it all clicked together. Out of shocked eyes, you looked around one more time, finally knowing where you were.

„Fuck, I need to go,“ you muttered quickly, before running to one of the pillars in the room. Before any of these people, could get to you, nothing was there, except for air. They looked around, utterly confused. While you and your grocery bags, landed not far away from your empty apartment.

The next day, your father stood in front of your apartment, taking you with him to a new one, a safer one. He did not looked at you, which was strange, normally he would never get an opportunity go, to scold you and look you directly into your eyes, that so much resemble his own.

This time he said nothing, avoided eye contact at all costs, only said „Sorry“, once before he drove off again. Letting you stand in front of a tall glass front building. Just with a Keycard in your hand and nothing else.

But as soon as you opened the gated door, you already could feel something strange. As if something was circling you. Right in front of this building, with the gate closed. You looked around and actually saw it. Your eyes changed color into a deep unnatural blue and followed the same strange guy, with his blitz on his chest, running around you.

He looked shocked, that you could see and follow his movement. But even more, when you stretched out your arm and grabbed him by his throat. „What do you want from me?“, you asked angrily, jaw clenched and teeth grinding on one another.

As he did not answer you, slowly your hand gripped tighter and tighter around his neck. Almost breaking it, until someone actually punched you back. Slightly tumbling back, you looked forward, seeing the golden boy of the country.

„Jon, wasn’t it? Handsome face, cute ass, but not as strong as your father.“ Before he could react, you already were bending him, your arm around his neck, while your other was around his waist. „Small for someone of your heritage, I waited until one of your kin would approach me here. A shame that your planet does not exist anymore, still I need one of you.“

With just one turning around, you two were gone from this place. But you, just looking at this scenario from the sidelines. Caged in your own head. Something bad had taken your body over. Activating powers, you did not even know, you had. Except for the unwillingly teleportation at times, nothing else ever happened to you.

You tried to fight against whatever had taken you over, just for it laughing at you in your head. Calling you pathetic and other names. Telling you, that your father was at fault, that this was happening, for not teaching you right.

„What do you want?“, Jon asked the thing or you to whatever.

„I need a Kryptonian core. But because Krypton does not exist anymore, you or your father need to help me,“ he told the poor guy, licking the side of his neck, which even you cringed at. Under other circumstances, you would’ve wanted to do it too. He was hot, but not under these.

But as this thing, let the only thing that could’ve really hurt Jon or Superman, it got too much for you. With a screaming, „No!“, you broke free, putting the thing in the cage you had sat in.

„Run! I can’t hold it back for long!“, you screamed to Jon, doubling over in pain. He did not letting him told twice. And before you knew it he was gone, with a panicked, concerned look on his face.

„You pathetic worm, how dare you, putting me away!“, the thing screamed in rage, as it slowly crept it way out again.

„Me? Pathetic? What would make this out of you? Even more pathetic? I put you out of power!“

It growled at you, fighting against you, but this time you did not back down. Holding strong against the overwhelming power it had. But you also could feel a spark exploding in you too.

„If it needs to be, I will hold us here forever!“, you finally screamed out. A golden cage appeared around your body.

„No! Not again!“, the thing screamed, trying to move your body, but you did not let it happen. As the caged completely formed itself around you, the strength of this thing was contained. Hold in place, in your body and the power you yourself began to developed.

At this point, you only could hope for help or anything. But without it, you would never leave this cage ever again. This thing, seemed way too dangerous to left out there, free.

You did not needed to wait for long. Just a couple of hours later, a massive group of known superheroes stood around you. While you just stood there, looking to the ground, until you heard a familiar voice, „(Y/N)?“, Jon asked you softly, not daring to touch the golden cage you were in. Finally you looked up again.

„Neither you or your father should be here. Over there, is an entire comet full of kryptonite.“ You nod in the direction of the thing. Superman, already had his son, at his side. One arm around him to fly away. But he did not wanted to budge.

„No! We can’t leave him here. He needs an Kryptonian core. I don’t know for what, but we should give it to-“

Before the young, naive Jon could end his rant, you interrupted him, „He can’t be separated from me. If he could get away from my grasp, nothing would be safe anymore! I saw it, the terror and destruction he would course!“

Just then, the unnatural green eyes, you had while your powers were activated, changed to the blue ones, this thing had. „Get me free and nothing bad will happen to him, I promise!“

Jon almost fell for it, if it wasn’t for his father, „No, we will not get you free. Whatever you are!“

It trashed your body against the cage, but it did not get a dent in. The power you had used to build this thing up, was more powerful than this entire being.

„Get-Get my father here he-he will be the only-be able to-to explain… He knows.“ Just after your words faded away, you again stood in the middle of this cage, eyes closed head hanging, as if you were sleeping, while doing it. In reality, you fought with this being in a dimension similar to that ghost wander of to the place of absolute peace.

The real problem was, no one really knew you, or who your father was. In the end, not a single one of them, needed to take a step away from the cage. Because a helicopter, together with multiple military vehicles. But the people coming out of them, did not look like normal soldiers.

„Get out of the way. We need to neutralize him! He got out of control and know we need to get rid of his existence.“ A man, similar to you, told the superheroes. But not even Superman, took a step out of the way. It just looked not right, so he couldn’t do it. 

The man scoffed disgustedly, „We don’t mind, to kill all of you, if we need it to do, to get rid of him!“ His finger only on you, not showing, something inside of you, or even mentioning it, but only you.

And then it happened, they shot on the heroes, even on those, who were just human. All the people and beings, who made the world better, on one place, be killed by what? An intergalactic extermination troop?

The golden cage exploded in a million little golden pieces, completely surrounding the heroes. „You will not hurt them, traitor!“ You voice heavenly hard, almost godlike sounded it over the hills around you. 

Out of the golden cage, became a barrier, just as shining as the cage itself was, the bullets and laser blasts, nullified on the way. 

With one single spin, you and the heroes disappeared from this place, to a completely different one. A planet far away from anything that any of them had ever seen.

„Where are we?“, Jon asked you, as you came down, from you flying place, engulfed in light, a crown on top of your head. But as your feet found the dirt, your consciousness fell apart, your body became limp, in Jons arms.

„I got you! I got you,“ he called out at first but the second one whispered into your ear. The shining subsides, just as the crown on your head and the golden barrier around them too.

They got left alone, on an unknown planet. The only one, maybe with answers, was gone now, and the second, was declared a traitor by you. But he was out of reach anyway. Now the heroes were left on their own devices.

[nosyrobin]

“Ours.”

Genre: yandere Drabble.

Pair: yandere! Late teens Supersons x wonderboy!reader

Wonderboy!reader, he’s not popular at his school. But he’s known, known for being quite reserved for himself. Some girls or guys try to flirt only to make fun of the male, but the flirts mean nothing to the Amazon. The Amazon boy, in his civilian life has a girl who truly loves him. But dare do the Amazon male not feel the same. Only seeing her as a friend. They start to text, and call. During one of the supersons trio hangouts. Reader gets call from the girl, he excuses himself and leaves the arcade room in the Wayne manor to be outside.

The call is a little weird for the Amazon male, the female on the phone seems to forget that the male only thinks of her as a friend. The poor boy doesn’t realize that a certain super is eavesdropping and spilling what’s happening to the other male in the manor. The phone call ends with Damian exiting out the arcade room and snatching the phone. “You harlot! DONT you ever call his phone again.” Damian screams into the phone with anger and a dark look.

Jon frowns, he didn’t want to snitch. But he had to. He didn’t like this feeling he had gotten when he heard it was a girl on boy’s phone. Jon smoothly wraps his arms around the half Greek boy’s waist. “Does she make you uncomfortable?” He asked Your heart beat was all I could hear.” Reader, hesitates before nodding. Jon’s frown deepens before he kissed the foreheads of the male that almost reached his height. Damian was finished tearing that proclaimed homewreaker a new one. He had deleted her contact and all off of the bky’s phone.

“You will not see her again. Or anyone that dare take you from us.” Damian says, moving closer to the Amazon male. Reader narrowed his eyes, the tone of Damian made the boy’s stomach churn. Damian then completed the sandwich, having the Amazon male squished up between the two supersons.

This was the Amazon’s life. Possessive males that want to court him for their own. What a wonderful trio.

[spicyspiders]

Superman and Lois. Jonathan Kent x male reader study date💙💙

Hope you like it!

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“When’s your date getting here?”

“It’s not a date!”

Great. His dad was now in on it too.

He was still busy trying to prepare by grabbing your favorite snacks and drinks. His three family members tried to act casual when he rushed back downstairs into the kitchen.

“It might not be a date, but if it gets to that point, we expect you to have him over for family dinner,” his mom said.

He had tried his best to plan out the timing so that it would be precise and his family wouldn’t get the chance to possibly embarrass him, but he should have already known by now that things in his family just don’t work out like that. They all froze when there was a knock at the door.

“Hey!” Jonathan said after sprinting to the door.

“Hey,” you answered, clutching onto one of your backpack straps. You trailed behind Jonathan through the kitchen.

“Hey Jordan,” you said when you walked into the kitchen. “You must be Mr. and Mrs. Kent,” you shook their hands and waved at Jordan, sending a friendly smile their way. You felt a pull on your wrist and then you were being whisked up the stairs, “it was nice meeting you both!” You called over your shoulder.

“I had to pull you away before they said something embarrassing to make you regret saying that,” Jordan said, pulling you through the second floor and then into his bedroom.

“You must really want to study, huh?”

“We’ll see you boys later!” Clark shouted up the stairs before he could respond. You could hear their front door close downstairs, and then the two of you were alone.

“Can I sit?” You asked to Jonathan’s back, you couldn’t see what, but he was fiddling with something on his desk.

“Yeah! Sure! Of course! Make yourself at home.”

You sat down softly on his bed and pulled your backpack off and set it down on the floor beside you. You leaned down to pull your shoes off and felt the bed dip beside you. “You set that all up for me?” You said after glancing at his desk.

“First impressions go a long way,” Jonathan said from beside you.

“I’ve already met you though,” you said with furrowed brows.

“You’ve never been to my house though, and met my bedroom,” Jonathan gestured around his bedroom.

You looked around his room slowly, “I’m getting a pretty good impression so far.”

Yeah?” He asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

“What’d you want me to help you on?”

“What we’ve been working on in math class,” he grabbed a sheet and pencil from his own backpack before joining you back on the bed, “I don’t even know how to say it.” Jonathan said, sounding embarrassed.

You looked down at the sheet in his lap and chuckled, “quadratic formula,” you knocked your shoulder into his softly, “don’t be embarrassed.”

You grabbed a pencil from your own bag and began walking him through the first question. Jonathan was silent as you walked him through it, other than his soft murmurs of yes or no when you would ask him if he was understanding.

“Want to try the next one?” You asked after completing the first one.

Jonathan nodded before picking up his pencil.

It was quiet in his room as he slowly worked through the problem, you looked around his room again, not wanting to feel like a teacher looking over a student’s shoulder.

“You’re really brave, you know,” Jonathan broke the silence, drawing your attention back to him.

“Brave?”

“Coming out and not being afraid to be who you are,” Jonathan said, a blush crawling up his cheeks.

“Anyone can be brave, I just got tired of not telling the whole truth,” you said, looking down at your hands.

“If anyone tries to give you any shit for it, let me know,” Jonathan said, sounding serious.

“Oh, so I need the big strong jock to come to my protection,” you muttered, and smirked as he began sputtering out an apology.

“No! Jordan got picked on at our old school, so I just don’t want to see another person I care about getting messed with,” Jordan said, setting his paper and pencil aside to turn his upper body towards you.

“I really appreciate that,” you looked into his bright eyes, “I genuinely mean that,” you placed a hand on his knee.

You must have skipped a few steps because then Jonathan was invading your space to press his lips to yours.

“Whoa,” you said softly after he pulled back.

“Bad whoa or good whoa?” Jonathan asked apprehensively.

“Good,” you said, moving back in for another kiss.

Jonathan placed two warm hands on your shoulders before you could meet again, “I actually didn’t need your help at math, plus, I do know how to say the word quadratic,” Jonathan said nervously.

“I’ve never been manipulated into kissing a guy before,” you grabbed his hands from your shoulders and placed them in your lap, your fingers intertwined, “I’ll let it slide this time,” your lips finally met again in a soft kiss.

“Would you like to watch a movie?” Jonathan asked, glancing at the snacks on his desk, “I’ve got snacks.”

“Is this a date?” You asked some time later. You were practically wrapped around each other on Jonathan’s bed, his laptop playing a movie from where it sat on the edge of his bed.

“Could this be a practice date for our real one?” Jonathan asked softly in your ear.

“I think I’d be okay with that,” you kissed him softly on the cheek before laying your head on his shoulder and continued watching the movie.

[supercap2319]

Clark: “Boys, this is my boyfriend, Y/N L/N.”

Jonathan: “Hey.”

Jordan: “Hi.”

Y/N: “Hello there.”

[am-i-obsessed---maybe]

Can we please have a fluff of bro Wayne x Clark waking up next to each other and morning cuddle and little Jon coming later to cuddle with them in the middle of the bed?

Family Morning Snuggles

I am always up for fluff, and I'll upgrade it and add Lizzie (speaking of what do you guys think of lizzie? I made her up completely and I'd love to hear your thoughts)

This ended up as a drabble but it's still sweet.

word count: 310

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sunlight streamed into your bedroom as you turned and pushed your nose into Clark's back.

"Good morning" He said and you groaned. Clark turned around and you rested your head on his chest. One thing you loved about your husband is that he wasn't a fan of sleeping with a shirt on.

You rested your head and listened to his heartbeat.

"It's saturday" You said and he chuckled.

"And we have no plans" he added and you were about to simply rest in each other's arms and enjoy each other's company a crash was heard and you both sat up worriedly.

Seconds later crying filled the house. Crying that you recognised as your daughter. You and Clark were trying to decide who would get up to see what happened when Jon came in with Lizzie -still crying- in his arms. The little 3 year old cried and it was obvious that Jon (only 10 years old himself) didn't know how to hold her.

"She fell down the stairs" He explained and Lizzie crawled into your arms.

You held her and comforted her.

"Why were you by the stairs?" Clark asked Lizzie and she sniffled.

"I tried to fly like Jon" She said in her tiny voice and you and Clark shared a look of concern.

"Oh honey" You cooed as you hugged and kissed her cheek.

Jon sat at the edge of the bed.

"I tried to tell her not to do it" He said and Clark ruffled Jon's hair.

"She'll be okay, nothing's broken" He said and you smiled.

"See, you'll be fine sweetheart" You told Lizzie and your daughter snuggled into you. Clark kissed her head and then your cheek and Jon quickly jumped into Clark.

"Hey! I want hugs too!" He said and you all burst out laughing as your son snuggled into your husband's side.

[r1vrrr]

Clark Kent x Amab Reader

cw. bottom! clark x dom! male reader

Leaning against his car, hands gripping around the rolled down window behind him, Y/N had to swallow hard to prevent himself from drooling when Clark lifted the hem of his shirt to wipe sweat from his face, revealing his hard, flat abdomen. If the AI hadn’t taken Clark’s powers, then Y/N knew Clark would be alerted to his presence by how hard Y/N’s heart was beating.

As hard as farm chores were for Clark now, without his super strength, Y/N knew he should go over and offer to help, and soon he would, but for now he was enjoying the show too much to interrupt it. Even with the hard length of his cock pressing against the zipper of his dress pants.

So far, Clark didn’t seem to know Y/N was there, so Y/N was free to ogle to his heart’s content. Something he’d never allow himself to do so openly if he had an audience. Even if the only audience was the object of his lust.

When Clark bent over and picked up a bale of hay. It was a smorgasbord of delights - getting to see Clark’s ass in stark relief when he bent over, and then his biceps bulging with effort as he straightened with the heavy load in his hands.

Barely managing to restrain a giveaway moan, Y/N didn’t resist when his hand slid down his own abdomen and palmed his hard cock. He fought against closing his eyes, though, as he didn’t want to miss the sight of Clark continuing his farm chores.

Five minutes later, Clark looked like he was done. At least, there were no more bales of hay to be moved. Y/N licked his lips as Clark grabbed the hem of his shirt again, but this time took it all the way off. Y/N was glad the elder Kents weren’t home.

Even if they’d finally accepted his relationship with their son, they might backtrack if they saw the naked want Y/N knew was on his face right now. And, if they could read his mind, if they knew even a fraction of the things he wanted to try with Clark, Jonathan would probably go for his gun, and Martha wouldn’t stop him.

The thoughts only got more intense when Clark picked up the hose near his feet and flicked the switch on the pointed, copper nozzle. Water gushed out, and Clark held the nozzle over his head, shaking his hair under the spray, and sluicing a hand down his chest.

Knowing the water would cover any sound he made, Y/N didn’t bother to hold back a moan at the sight of Clark half naked and wet, strong hand sliding over his smooth skin, droplets of water clinging to his hair. When Clark bent over to run the water through his hair again, letting the excess drip to the ground, Y/N straightened up. He could no longer stand to just watch; he had to touch.

Before he got more than a step, however, Clark was shutting off the water, and loping for the barn. Y/N altered his direction slightly, and headed for the barn, too. With all the doors open, it wasn’t very dark, but the change in light did take a few seconds to adjust to.

When Y/N finally stepped through the doorway, it was to see Clark, still shirtless, standing on tiptoe and stretching high above the workbench to grab a bottle. Once he had it, he uncapped it, and poured some of the liquid onto the saddle in front of him, and then started to work it in with a rag.

Still not announcing his presence, Y/N watched the muscles of Clark’s back bunch and ripple with his motions. Drops of water were still clinging here and there, and Y/N no longer hesitated to move forward.

Sliding a hand around Clark’s abdomen, Y/N leaned in and licked at those stubborn droplets before Clark could even react. Clark started in his grasp, but leaned back as Y/N’s tongue touched his skin. “Y/N.”

Shivering at the breathlessness of Clark’s tone, Y/N didn’t answer. Instead, he moved on to the next droplet of water, and the next, sinking lower and lower, until he was on his knees behind Clark. Pulling hard on the waistband of Clark’s jeans, Y/N managed to pull them down another inch, so his tongue was gliding along the top of Clark’s ass, just dipping down in his crack.

Above him, Clark moaned and slammed his hands into the workbench, pushing his ass out against Y/N’s mouth. Smoothly getting to his feet, Y/N reached around Clark with his other hand, and started to undo the button of Clark’s pants. Only to have Clark capture his hands and turn in his grasp.

Before he could say anything, Clark was biting kisses into Y/N’s lips, and then licking at the sting. “Y/N, want you so bad. Please, Y/N. Please fuck me.”

Startled by the pleading in Clark’s voice already, it took Y/N a second to realize that Clark was trembling. Something he’d been doing for a while, Y/N suspected, only Y/N had been too preoccupied with Clark’s distracting body to realize it at first. “Jesus, Clark. What gotten you so worked up already? Making love to you is the plan, but I’ve just gotten started.”

The little cry of wanton despair that Clark let out had Y/N’s stomach clenching in sudden lust. “No! Not make love; I want you to fuck me! Please, Y/N. Over there.”

Looking in the direction Clark nodded in, Y/N saw hale bales stacked in roughly the size and shape of a double bed, with a thick blanket spread over them. He looked back at Clark with suspicion in his eyes. “Just how long did you know I was standing there, Clark? How long before I arrived did you know I was coming?”

The barked tone of his voice made Clark blanch, but he answered easily enough. “Sound travels far on a clear, windless Kansas day, Y/an, and you’re the only one in town with cars that sound expensive. Even without my super hearing, I knew you were coming at least five minutes before you got here.”

Y/N could feel his expression turn predatory, and judging from Clark’s small gasp, he could see it. Starting to move, Y/N half pushed, half herded Clark backwards towards the hay bales. “You want it that bad, Clark, then I can definitely oblige. I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll forget your name, your parents’ names, the names of your birth parents, and the name of your home planet. I’ll have you coming so hard you’ll black out.”

Loving the whimpers already coming from Clark, Y/N started to undo his own shirt and shrugged out of it. Clark shivered again, and stared at Y/N’s bare skin. The look on his face made Y/N harden more, even as he started on his pants. “If you want me to fuck you, then I suggest you get naked before me, or I’ll be forced to satisfy myself.”

That had Clark scrabbling at his clothes, and even without super speed, was completely nude before Y/N could even toe off his shoes. Putting a hand against Clark’s chest, feeling the trembling Clark couldn’t control, Y/N pushed hard enough to get him to sit.

Clark let out a cry as his ass hit the blanket, and Y/N dove in and swallowed it up. Clark’s reactions were ratcheting up Y/N’s own desire and lust, and he plundered Clark’s mouth, giving no quarter to Clark’s lesser experience.

Continuing to fuck his tongue into Clark’s mouth, Y/an reached down and grabbed Clark’s hard cock tightly. Clark arched back with a cry, separating his mouth from Y/N’s. “Fuck, Clark. Look at you. You’re ready to come already. You want to? You want to come; take the edge off?”

Clark’s answer was to plant his fists behind him, and use that as leverage to fuck his hips up into the tunnel Y/N’s fist provided. He snapped them up hard and fast, and Y/N grabbed his hair with his free hand, and dragged Clark’s mouth back to his.

The kiss was sloppy and uncoordinated, but Y/N didn’t care. He twisted his wrist at the same time that he plunged his tongue deep into Clark’s mouth. Keeping a firm grip on Clark’s hair, he prevented Clark from arching away, and Y/N suddenly felt Clark’s cock pulsing in his grip.

Yanking Clark’s head back, Y/N looked at him with blazing eyes. “Watch me, Clark.” Waiting until Clark’s eyes focused enough to see him, Y/N looked down. When Clark’s eyes followed his, Y/N wiped the come off his hand and onto his cock, coating himself with Clark’s spend.

Clark’s cock, which hadn’t completely softened, twitched and Clark let out a weak moan. In spite of his recent orgasm, his voice still sounded full of desire; it was if he hadn’t come at all. “Yes, Y/N. Do it. Fuck me. Please.”

Fighting for control, Y/N took a deep breath, and then looked Clark in the eyes. “I’m not going to be able to give you lots of time for prep, Clark, so I’m giving you a chance to--”

Y/N broke off when Clark sucked two of Lex’s fingers into his mouth, and swirled his tongue around them once before pulling them free. “I want this. I want to feel you filling me, fucking in to me hard and fast. Don’t make me wait any longer. Just fuck me.”

Eyes blackening with lust, Y/N pushed against Clark’s chest. “On your back. Hold your legs spread, in the air.”

With a cry of excited arousal, Clark did as he was told, and Y/N’s breath caught in his throat when he looked down at the splayed form of his lover. “Oh, you kinky bastard. Jesus Christ, Clark, are you trying to kill me?”

Reaching down between Clark’s splayed, upraised legs, Y/an grabbed the base of the vibrating dildo he could now clearly see protruding from Clark’s hole. He took a few moments to enjoy the stretched muscle clinging tightly to the toy.

Then, grabbing the protruding base, he pulled it all the way out, looking at it almost clinically. “It isn’t as thick around as I am. It won’t have stretched you enough.”

Even though it was a statement, Clark’s broken voice answered him. “I...I told you, I want to...oh, god...to feel you.”

A growl of want made it’s way out of Y/N’s throat at that, and he dialed the vibrations up higher and plunged the dildo all the way back in. Clark’s cry that time was much louder and more prolonged, and he arched up into it, his hips coming right off the blanket covered hay.

Unable to hold back, Y/N did it again and again, all but punching the toy back in every time he pulled it out. Y/N, who had always prided himself on keeping control while with a lover, could feel himself start to lose it as he watched Clark writhe and pant below him. Clark’s hard cock slapping his stomach, hands clenched into the blanket as he pushed up every time the dildo worked into him.

The only reason Y/N hadn’t come yet, was that he was totally caught up in watching Clark. Focused on giving him pleasure, on wringing every sound out of him possible. Y/N became mesmerized by the sight of the skin around the rim getting redder and puffier as he worked the dildo, of seeing the tip disappear back inside.

Y/N had no idea how long he’d been fucking Clark with it, when Clark suddenly grabbed his wrist. “Now, Y/N! Goddamnit, fuck me now!”

Clark’s voice sounded unbelievably wrecked, but the hoarse, desperate sound had its intended effect. It snapped Y/N back, and he threw the sex toy across the barn, and thrust himself inside. Clark’s shout of, “Yes!” merged while Y/N’s inarticulate shout of ecstasy as Clark’s tight heat closed around him.

Y/N didn’t stop until he was all the way in, and then only to wrap his arms around Clark’s thighs to drag him even closer. Locking eyes with Clark, Y/N changed tactics, and started to slide in and out slowly and gently.

Making a sound of frustration, Clark pushed his ass back against Y/N, trying to entice him to go faster. Y/N kept an iron grip on Clark’s thighs, however, so none of Clark’s efforts were successful. “Be still!”

Reaching down, Y/N ran a finger up and down Clark’s turgid length, rubbing over the crown and dipping into the slit. “Wearing a dildo all that time; I’m impressed, Clark. You would have had to keep yourself clenched tight around it constantly, so it wouldn’t slip out. Did you like knowing you were wearing it while I was watching it? Wearing it in public, knowing at any moment, someone could come along for a visit while you had it in. Did it thrill you, Clark?”

“Yes! I kept thinking about dropping my pants out there and playing with it. I imagined what would happen if you saw me do that, and I pictured an audience forming, all watching to see what I did to myself.”

The defiant tone in Clark’s voice was a little ruined by how wrecked and hoarse he sounded, but it didn’t ruin the effectiveness of what he was saying. “Jesus, Clark! You’re much kinkier than I gave you credit for. I love it.”

Sliding his hands around to the insides of Clark’s thighs, Y/N extended his thumbs and pressed them against the outer edges of Clark’s rim. Within a hair’s breath of touching himself as he moved in and out of Clark.

Then, he was touching himself, as he moved his thumbs further in. Y/N felt the slightly callused tips of his thumbs catch on the tight skin of Clark’s rim, and pulled very gently, at first. When all it did was start Clark thrashing on the blanket again, Y/N pulled harder.

Moving his thumbs just slightly, they pushed down past the rim a small amount, and Y/N had to take a deep breath to help control his reaction to the extra pressure along his erection. Clark didn’t bother to contain his reaction. “God, Y/N! Fuck! Please stop teasing me, and fuck me. Please!”

A dark chuckle worked its way out of Y/N’s mouth. “Those vibrations really did you in, didn’t they? I certainly understand your desperation better, now. More intense than you were expecting, wasn’t it?”

Clark’s only response was a sharp cry as one of Y/N’s thumbs slid all the way in. Using his free hand, Y/N manhandled Clark onto his side, the change in position enabling him to slot himself closer and slide in even deeper. It also allowed his thumb to more easily hit that spot inside of Clark.

Pressing his fingers against Clark’s perineum, and his thumb on the small nub inside, Y/N was able to stimulate Clark’s prostate from inside and out. Clark’s moans became almost continuous, and only ratcheted up in volume when Y/N increased the speed and force of his thrusts.

Putting one knee up on the bales, Y/N was able to lean over Clark and better see his face, and get even better leverage for fucking into Clark. “You have no idea what you made me want to do to you when I saw that toy inside of you, Clark. The ideas it put in my head.”

Y/N had to stop talking when he really looked down at Clark. Hips tilted, back arched, mouth open in ecstasy, arms thrown over his head. He was the picture of seductive abandon, and the sight made Y/N’s pleasure spike to critical levels.

Giving one last firm rub with his thumb and fingers, Y/N pulled his hand free, and wrapped it around Clark’s cock. Matching the movement of his hand with his hips, Y/N managed to sustain his rhythm for several more thrusts before his hips started stuttering. “Come with me, Clark! Come, now!”

Almost immediately, Clark’s cock started pulsing in Y/N’s grip. The feeling of Clark’s release, and the scent of his pleasure, triggered Y/N’s own. Thrusting deeply one more time, Y/N emptied himself into Clark’s body.

For an indeterminate amount of time, Y/N’s entire body shook and his cock pulsed, even after Clark went limp below him. Finally, Y/N collapsed over Clark, resting his forehead against Clark’s chest. He stayed like that for several minutes while he relearned how to breath, and his heart rate returned to more normal levels.

The expected embrace never came from Clark, and knowing how his lover enjoyed cuddling after sex, Y/N was surprised. Lifting his head, he reached out and cupped Clark’s cheek.

When he still got no response, Y/N stroked a thumb over Clark’s face. “Clark?” When that didn’t elicit reply, Y/N slid up so he could better see Clark’s face. What he discovered made him smile.

Clark was unconscious. Y/N smiled, quite satisfied. He always did try to keep his promises. Although, he had to admit, they weren’t usually as fun to keep as this one had been.