#superfamily fluff

[lazycats-stuff]

I think I'd like to see jon kent being a great older brother to superbaby like he hears any sounds from the nursery indicating his brother might be awake he is SPRINTING to that nursery, first thing he does when he's back from school is greet his brother and tell him about his day, he wants to be the one that feeds/bathe him/and take him to the park, i imagin jon will be one of those siblings who have a breakdown when their baby sibling stands up on their on for the first time because they realize that baby is growing up!

Oh my God, he totally is that type! He would be happier than Clark and Lois combined. I'm kind of laughing at the situations.

When Lois got pregnant again, it was by pure accident. Clark and Lois didn't think about the second kid, but they didn't mind having a second kid around the house. The only worry they had was concerning their first son, Jonathan.

When they told Jonathan he cried. They were thinking that they were upset, but then he nearly flew through the roof from happiness. He hugged both of his parents tightly, although he was more careful with his mom.

During all those 9 months, Jon was the big help around the house. You are thirsty mom? You are getting a pitcher of water. Oh there is some dust that needs to be wiped? Done. You need ice cream from downstairs? You got it.

And once (Y/N) was born, Jon was too impatient to hold his baby brother. Clark had to remind him to be calm and gentle. Once they entered the room where Lois was resting, Jon nearly ran to her. Clark chided him a little bit, but it was cute.

Lois showed him his baby brother and Jon took his little brother in his arms. Clark showed him how to hold the baby, making sure that his head is supported. Jon watched in wonder and amazement, as (Y/N) moved his little arms slowly. His eyes opened for a moment before closing again.

Jon was officially in love. Clark and Lois could see it from a mile away. They smiled at their two sons and all of their worries were now gone.

Jon also turned out to be a third parent to (Y/N). He carried him a lot, played with him a lot in the living room and insisted to feed him and bathe him. Clark didn't know that Jon would be so attached to his son.

But it was nice to see it.

Right now, Jon was feeding his younger brother, pretending that the food was the airplane and (Y/N) was laughing like a mad man. He was squealing and kicking his legs. Clark was washing some dishes in the background.

You never know how many cute sounds a baby can make until it's fed. If you forget the crying. But none the less, they are adorable. Until they reach their teen years. Then it was going to be a very bumpy ride.

But for now, Clark is going to enjoy this era for as long as he can.

" Say awww (Y/N). " Jon cooed at his little brother, putting a spoon closer to his mouth. (Y/N) opened his mouth, taking the food into his mouth.

Clark turned around, watching as Jon wiped (Y/N)'s face from the excess food. Jon was praising the baby for eating all of it and tried to pick him up. Clark still helped him because Jon was still learning how to hold him.

10 months went by and Jon was officially a third parent. (Y/N) has started crawling a month ago and everyone was officially waiting for (Y/N) to start walking. Jon more so than his parents.

Jon was holding (Y/N) in his lap, talking to him about the his school day. Clark was sitting on the sofa next to the couch, reading the newspaper. (Y/N) started squirming in Jon's lap and he wanted to get off.

Jon put him down and he started to crawl. Then, all of a sudden he stopped and he tried to get up.

Jon watched in fascination. Clark put the newspapers away.

(Y/N) stood up on his little legs and slowly started walking towards Clark. He immediately got down on his knees and opened his arms.

" Come on, you got this! Come on bud. " Clark praised, cooing and smiling widely as (Y/N) was slowly walking towards him. Once (Y/N) got close, Clark picked him up, giving him kisses.

Jon cried as Clark scooped (Y/N) up. His baby brother is growing up so quickly...

" Come here Jon. Why are you crying? " Clark asked as he hugged Jon too.

" He is growing up too fast. " Jon sobbed out, hugging his father back.

Clark could barely contain his smile and laughter. He comforted Jon, telling him that it was a natural thing.

[crybaby-magic]

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𝓑𝓪𝓽 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂

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*if you want characters added or written about please request

[puppiesandnightlock]

LINK: And the rest of the world falls away

summary: monotone to color soulmate au

Damian’s mother was tall and beautiful, to his three year old frame. Even in the monotone view he lived in, he could see that the clothing she wore would correspond with one another, and at times, she’d come back to observe his training and have dark spots on it. 

The shade of gray would become a constant in his young life, watching it be spilled from another person, scrubbing it off his blade until it returned to its natural state.

But for now, he stared up at her and strung together the words in his vocabulary, pronunciation perfect from hours spent with tutors.

“Umi, what is color?” He asked, in squeaky Arabic. 

Talia paused in brushing her hair, putting down the brush and lifting her son onto her lap, looking at them both in the mirror. 

”Color is a divine thing, my heart. It breathes life into the world as we know it.” she’d explained, moving the hair from his face. ”Your eyes, they are the color of the clothing I so often wear. They are the color green, and it comes in many different shades. Trees, apples, the grass below.”

Damian had looked into the mirror, nearly bursting into tears in frustration, but controlling himself. ”I cannot see them. Why?”

Talia smiled, as if carrying a secret to be told. ” Colors are so wonderful, they are to be seen only when you find the one that is entwined into your very essence, the person who is meant to stand with you forever. They are often referred to as soulmates.”

  ”Was Father your soulmate?” He was more curious now,the tears having blinked themselves back as he shifted on his mother’s lap.

”He was. But I do not believe I was his.” She seemed much more wistful than pained, running her hand through her son’s hair. ”Yours will come, in due time.”

That day, he’d only nodded, and relished the time he’d been given with his mother, a time that would 

surely be cut short as most times were. As the years went by, the teaching never went unforgotten nor the words. But the League and his Grandfather had made sure to wring what he was sure was every last bit of goodness and hope from him.

He had no need for a soulmate, he did not want one anymore. He’d lived this long in a world devoid of color, he didn’t need the distraction a soulmate would bring.

Damian didn’t need to burden them with how broken he was. 

When he arrived at his father’s place, he was shocked to see that although so many people were akin to himself in this way, most of them had pairs. They had found their soulmate. And as preposterous as it seemed to him, they helped . They walked right past the broken in their partners and healed .

His walls were up, although they were becoming shorter and shorter the longer he was there. When finally, they were down just enough to jump over them, he found himself with a larger family then he ever would have imagined. 

And of course, Father just had to ruin that by forcing him to socialize outside of the safe circle of family he’d fallen into. 

He had friends, albeit grudgingly, but this friend would be indestructible, and part of the agreement in letting him patrol alone, despite the protests that he didn’t need to be babysitting someone three years his junior who had little control over his abilities.

Evidently, he was turned down. The night of, he entered the Cave quietly, waiting in a spot for the signal from him to reveal himself.

Receiving it, he stepped out of the shadows and to his fathers side, eyes trailing up the gangly body and to the freckled face, looking up at the dark curls and coming to rest at his eyes. 

As they met, he gasped, stumbling back a few paces as the world burst into an array of color.

Blue. The boy’s eyes had been blue. And for a moment, despite the rest of the world setting itself ablaze like painted streaks, the only thing he was able to see was blue.

The other gasped himself, falling to the ground with an ’oomph!’ . Damian’s father placed a hand on his trembling back, and the other boy’s father lifted his son off the ground. 

The world was a breathtaking sight of color , bleeding onto the once view of black and white. With wide eyes, each boy looked around in amazement, taking in the new world they'd fallen into. 

Their fathers shared a glance, understanding what was happening and what would most likely happen again in the future. 

Damian paused, as the realization sunk in. He had a soulmate. He paused in his exploration of color and eyed the boy in front of him. Light tan, brown freckles, black curls and still, the blinding blue eyes. The hoodie he wore matched his father’s insignia and hesitantly, Damian looked down to see his own uniform, dark shades of black, green and yellow. 

“Hi, uh, Robin?” A voice made him look up, the boy in front of him seemed to have come to the same realization and was now attempting to speak an introduction. 

“Damian.” He blurted, before the other boy went any further. “My name is Damian.”

He learned that the boy’s smile flipped his stomach like the blue hues of his eyes did. “Hi, Damian. I’m Jon, and we’re soulmates.”

He blinked, reeling himself in and only nodding. Should he try to scare him off? Should he accept it and become friends like his father asked him to-

“I do not desire a soulmate, it is astounding I have one at all.”

Well. that happened.

“Oh.” The boy’s face fell, and privately, their fathers shared a look, debating whether or not to intervene. A thought seemed to cross Jon’s face and he perked up.

“Well, there’s no rule we’ve gotta be like, soulmates soulmates. Like the way some people get married or get all gross and icky. I’m gonna marry noodles one day anyways, so i can’t marry you. I can be your friend, though! A partner in crime….fighting!”

Damian wrinkled his nose. “You can’t marry noodles. ” 

He considered the rest of his offer and looked up at his father, who nodded. Friends were a foreign concept to him. Grayson was always trying to convince him to befriend more of the imbeciles he went to school with, but this didn’t seem as daunting, nor as annoying.

 Mother had said a soulmate was another person who shared your very being, and that would be an excellent quality in a sidekick and a peer. 

“Very well.” He said at last, sticking out his hand. “Friends. And partners.” 

Jon shook it, grinning in a way that reminded Damian of a puppy, hair flopping in his eyes. Maybe this ‘having-a-soulmate’ thing wouldn’t be as bad as he previously thought, so long as he kept him at arm’s length. 

Judging by his father’s micro expression, he’d done the right thing, took the step in the right direction. He’d figure this out, and maybe, just maybe, it would be easier with his soulmate by his side.

[whateverithinkof]

Daily Fanfic Rec (Day 23)

Avengers

5/17/2024

Masterlist

Title: Overprotective Parents

Author: NavyDream

Words: 977

Chapters: 1

Completed?: Yes

"Set in an AU where Peter has been Tony's and Steve's kid since he was very young, Peter is trying to keep from his parents who his, possibly, not real date might be. Featuring Tony being Tony and everyone being a bit crazy."

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This is actually a comic, not a fic! I had to try and count the words, so I'm not sure if it's exactly right 🤷‍♀️ This comic is super fluffy and had Tony/Steve as well as Peter/Matt

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 5 - FLUFF

a year around the sun by parkrstark

Pairing: Steve/Tony, Natasha/Bucky Rating: T Words: 62,957 Tags: Holidays, Hurt/Comfort, Past Child Abuse

Summary: Following the life of the Rogers-Stark family the year after they become a family, one monthly milestone at a time.

Reasons why I love it: Aww, they're such a cute little family, I love it. Steve and Tony are such dad material, and it's lovely to see how much Harley and Peter have grown to trust them, even after their awful past. Not gonna lie, the brief mentions of what happened to them before they found their forever family really break my heart, but the fluff is all the sweeter for it. I love this fic so much, and I bet you will too, so please go ahead and check it out for yourself!

[daddytonysgirl17]

It Has Always Been You (14132 words) by Capsicle2013 Chapters: 8/15 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers & Tony Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Steve Rogers, Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Steve Rogers & Tony Stark Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Single Parents, Parent Steve Rogers, Post Mpreg, Implied Mpreg, Kid Peter Parker, Peter Parker is Steve Rogers's Biological Child, Peter Parker is a Ray of Sunshine, Protective Steve Rogers, Tony Stark is Good With Kids, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Uncle Tony Stark, Past Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, One Night Stands, Past Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow, Brock Rumlow Being a Bully, Steve Rogers & Natasha Romanov Friendship, Confused Steve Rogers, Idiots in Love, Miscommunication, Getting Together, Family Fluff, Team as Family, Superfamily | Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Parenting Peter Parker, Major Character Injury, Kidnapping, Kidnapped Peter Parker, Hydra (Marvel), Tags Contain Spoilers, Angst, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:

Peter loves his Uncle Tony and wants to spend every waking moment with him. Steve wants nothing more than for Tony to be Peter’s father, especially since there’s a chance he could be. Maybe it was time they figured things out and become a family.

[xmalereader]

Tom! Peter Parker x Stark! Male Reader

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REQUEST: I need a Itimidating Reader x Tom! Peter Parker. Like reader could be Captain American or Iron Man's son and he has been dating Peter secretly cause you know Peter is shy about things and doesn't want to make things big. So reader holds back but he had enough when one days he witnessed Thompson and other bullies doing the worst to Peter. So he does what any boyfriend will do, show those bullies their place and maybe maybe, Avengers comes and gives a piece of their mind as well to those bullies. Cause I like Avengers being a found family with them being protective of their youngest member 😭😭🤌🏻🤌🏻

CONTENT/WARNINGS: Fluff, slight angst, reader is Tony starks son, mentions of Morgan and Pepper, Ned being terrible at secrets, MJ supports, mature language, slight kissing, short shot, flash is a bully, mentions of violence, mentions of hero work, teenage love, school stuff.

TAGS: @nobodylivesson

WC: 2k

NOTES: I tried my best to suit to your request, I wrote this one late at night and was probably half asleep after completing it 🥲, but either way I hope you really enjoy it! I wasn’t able to bring in the rest of the superhero family since I didn’t know how to slip it in without going off track. But either way I love the whole superfamily fics and the concept of Stony adopting Peter ( ´∀｀) those are my comfort fics.

Peter wasn’t ashamed of who he was dating he just didn’t make it a big deal that he was dating Starks son. When Y/n joined the school he had already known him from the time that he was working at Starks internship. He’d see him around the lab either helping his father on a few side projects or just to bother Tony into leaving work and getting a proper meal and rest.

While Tony was away it left both Peter and Y/n on their own and giving them time to actually know each other. Their side conversations turned into flirting and then light touches until Y/n was the first to make the move on Peter and asking him out. Peter was a shy kid and never got the attention from people he liked nor was he good at socializing without stuttering or hesitating on his conversations.

Ever since Y/n joined Peters school the two were closer than ever and enjoyed their time together. Peter kept their relationship a secret in order to prevent the other students from finding out that he’s dating Tony Starks kid. Even if he told anyone about it they wouldn’t believe that he’s dating someone like Y/n.

It didn’t take long for Ned to find out that Peter was dating.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Ned, his best friend since childhood. The reason he never told him was because he knew how terriable his friend was at keeping secrets. When he found out that he was the cities hero there were times that he almost slipped up and exposed his secret to those around him and always had to remind his friend that no one was suppose to know that he’s Spider-Man.

Ned had caught the two making out on Peters bed.

Peter had forgotten about inviting Ned over for a weekend sleepover due to him being distracted by Y/n coming over and having dinner with both him and his aunt May. After that they’ve left the table to spend time in Peters room which resulted into them making out like most teenagers would and then getting caught by Ned.

His poor friend could only stare in shock when he found out and after a couple of minutes of shock he finally started to ask them question such as; “How did you meet? When did you start dating? Are you really dating Starks son?”

The sleepover turned out to be a very interesting night for Ned.

Ned was still getting used to the fact that Peter was dating Y/n, but Tony wasn’t too happy about the fact that his son was dating Peter the kid that he chose to pass down his work to. Y/n did work with Tony but the kid was never interested in becoming an inventor or an engineer and instead focused more on things that made him feel happy. Tony never pressured his son to take over and instead accepted his goals and dreams.

Peter expected Tony to interrogate him when finding out that he’s dating his son, but instead of being asked on why he was dating his son. His question so we’re mainly aimed towards Y/n who ate in silence during their dinner together with Pepper sitting next to Tony and his sister Morgan sitting across from Peter.

“Why him?”

“Because I like him.”

“Why not some other guy or girl?”

“Do you not want me to date Peter?”

“I don’t want you distracting him from work.”

The conversation was mainly between Y/n and Tony while Pepper was kind enough to speak with Peter about school and his aunt and how they were doing, trying to keep both son and father from killing each other while having their first dinner. By the end of the day Peter became a favorite to the Stark family especially with Morgan who loved Peters attention and placed puzzle games with him winning the little girls heart over in less than seconds.

Things were going fine until the bullying picked up at school.

Flash had noticed how close Peter was being with Y/n during lunch and class hours, thinking that Peter was trying to get extra brownie points with Mr. Stark and befriending his son in order to get closer to the man. He knew that Starks kid was going to be in their school and had grown jealous by how close Peter was getting, ruining his opportunity to befriend Y/n.

When Y/n wasn’t around, Flash and his goons would quickly go after Peter. The good thing is that Peter was great at escaping and was always getting around from Flashes wrath, either running inside a full classroom during lunch hours or running outside where he’d climb onto the roof top in order to avoid Flash.

Peter never told Y/n and he never found out.

The bullying never happened when Y/n was around and whenever Flash approached them he’d always fake his emotions which Peter hated seeing. He could see through Flashes fake smiles and laughs when he conversed with Y/n, trying to act like he’s the most nicest person ever to meet.

Peter wasn’t the only one who saw through flash’s lies so did Y/n. He could see a liar from across the room and knew how they acted. He spent enough time working in his dads company to sniff out liars and had gotten very good at it.

It was the week that Y/n was suppose to work with his father on a new invention, testing them out and figuring out if they have potential to be sold to the public, but recently Y/n had joined a club with Peter and took place after school hours. He’d shoot his father a quick text that he wasn’t going to the lab and quickly rushed off to join the club in hopes of spending more time with Peter and their other members.

When entering the room he finds MJ and the other students sitting on a round table, discussing about their new plans for the club. His eyes search the room and doesn’t find Peter which makes him frown a little before sitting next to MJ. “Where’s Pete?” He whispers to her and noticed how her lips twitched into a smirk.

“Miss your little boyfriend already? Don’t you guys have all periods together?”

MJ had figured Peter and Y/n out in less than seconds when they first met resulting in Y/n befriending her. He rolls his eyes at her comment. “We aren’t always in class together…he has biology eighth period and I have history.” He mumbled out the last part knowing that he wasn’t really providing much and that he and Peter did in fact have majority of classes together.

“You guys are gross.” MJ comments with a grin on her face. “You two are perfect for each other.”

Y/n had dealt with MJ’s teasing for a long time that he’s grown used to it. He gives her a small nudge to the shoulder and focused back to the other who were still planing out this years activities within the club, writing things down and getting the teachers opinion. It went on for ten minutes at Y/n was the first to realize that Peter still hadn’t arrived which slowly started to worry Y/n. His instincts were telling him to go look for him.

“I’m going to the bathroom be back in a bit!” He tells the others with a smile before rushing out of the room and down the hall. Whenever Peter came late to the club he always told him before hand, either letting him know that its a spider thing or perhaps his aunt needed him he was always made aware until now.

He didn’t get anything from Peter and started to get worried as he searched the hallways. They were packed a few minutes ago with students getting ready to head home and now the halls were half empty with a few students lingering around and either attending their own club's or waiting on a ride or friend.

As he rounds the corner he noticed a small crowd of students up ahead, raising a brow as he decides to make his way over. It doesn’t take him long to recognize that familiar beat up backpack that Peter always carried. He’s told Peter many times that he could get him a new one since the one he had was already tearing up, but Peter always declined his offer since he wanted to be the one to earn it and claimed that his bag was still in ‘perfect’ condition and survivable.

The sound of someone colliding into the lockers makes him walk faster to the point where he’s jogging over and finding Peter with a pained look on his face. “Trying to win yourself another internship, Parker? One wasn’t enough?” The sound of Flashes voice gets Y/n’s attention.

Noticing the state that Peters in makes him frown.

“You’re always following Y/n around like a puppy, I bet he’s finding you annoying by now. He should hang around someone who isn’t boring.” Said Flash while Peter glared up at him and tried to get back up without being kicked down by one of his little goons again, before Flash could saying anything else a fist connects with his check, startling everyone when he stumbled back in shock.

“Hey—What the hell!?”

Flash had a hand against his bruised up cheek and turns to see who was responsible only to freeze in place when his eyes land on Y/n who was huffing angrily at him. He’s standing in front of Peter in a protective way while glaring at Flash. “Touch my boyfriend again and I’ll make sure to break your nose this time.” He speaks up.

His words catch everyone by surprise, but was surprises everyone is the fact that Y/n and dating Peter.

“Boyfriend?!”

Y/n smirks at Flashes shock. “Yeah and I love his annoying ass.” He points over his shoulder to where Peter is getting back up and blushing deeply by his words, wanting to roll his eyes. Once Y/n finishes his threats and Flash and his little goons run off he’s quick to turn around and face Peter. His angry expression quickly fading into one of worry as he approached Peter and quickly checks him. “Are you hurt anywhere did you break anything? I swear to god if he did I am going to fu—“

“I’m okay, I’m okay.” Peter is quick to cut in, chuckling a little before placing his hand on Y/n’s wrist and pulling his hands away form him, reassuring him that he’s fine. “Did you forget? I can heal pretty quick.” His words cause Y/n to pinch his shoulder. “You idiot! I don’t care if you can heal I was worried for you, why didn’t you tell me this was happening?”

“Because I can handle my own battles.” Peter mumbled in response which didn’t make Y/n any happier. “That doesn’t mean that you have to do them alone,. I mean what if something happened to you? Who was going to know or help?” He continued to rant out to Peter, pouring out his own feelings and frustrations towards Peter being a stubborn person.

Once he’s ranted and calmed down he placed his hands on Peters shoulders. “Please, tell me when something like this happens again. I won’t hesitate to punch Flash again.”

Peter slowly smiles and laughs. “Can’t believe you punched Flash, I always wanted to do that but never had the guts too. I was afraid that my strength would probably kill him.”

“Yeah, well it felt great doing it he was a pain in my ass.” Peter laughs at his boyfriends words. It was satisfying to see Flash getting punched and the look of surprise when he found out that they were dating each other.

Peter looks up to Y/n. “Flash knows about us and knowing him he’s gonna tell the entire school.” He was growing nervous at the idea of everyone knowing that he’s dating Starks kid only for Y/n to pull Peter into a quick kiss and smiling at him. “Let him tell everyone at least I can kiss you whenever I want without hiding it.” Peter admired Y/n for being so calm during situations like these.

“Think we should get to our club meeting?” Said Peter.

Y/n smiles with a nod. “Yeah, come on you were missing out on the fun plans we were making.” He takes Peters hand into his own and heads down the hall feeling better now that he’s able to hold Peters hand without needing to keep their relationship a secret anymore.

[steor-ra]

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Hello!

My name is Rose but you can call me star, and I will not reveal my age, but I am old enough to use this app and be suitable in what I write or reblog!

I post yandere batfam/DC context, platonic and romantic. You can ask or request anything but NO any forms of rape, smut or especially incest!!!

What I can write are – yandere, fluff, angst, poly, trans, girl reader male reader, gender neutral, ect...

Please be patient with me, as English is not my first language and I may take a long time to complete posts

Characters I write for:

justice League (solo, partnered, all)

-WonderWoman, superman, green lantern, flash, Batman, black Canary, Martian manhunter.

Young Justice/Teen Titans (solo, partnered, all)

-kid flash, miss Martian, Artemis, Aqualad, robin, Nightwing, Starfire, speedy, Raven, zatana, Superboy, impulse.

Batfamily (solo, partnered, all)

Worklist here

-Tim, Jason, Cassandra, Barbara, Damian, dick, Stephanie, bruce.

Superfamily (solo, partnered, all)

Worklist here

-lois, Clark, Jon, Conner, kon-El

Disclaimer: Some characters are still not added because of my lack of knowledge about them! Will be added in the future

I do not own any Characters mentioned!

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[vanillarosekiss]

Hello dear~ idk if this kind of request is accepted or not but can u write simon/price/any tf 141 with east asian s/o and them trying to comfort her because some people are just jerks saying that she’s clinging to them bcs she has white men (or black men if gaz) fantasy? inspired by what happened to me irl and it’s so annoying and makes me feel bad ajsjsjfkfl

Of course I can my lovely!♡ I'm so sorry that you've had to deal with this, it's so unacceptable and really disgusting. Pls don't ever put yourself down because of other people's words!! You are so loved (this goes to everyone reading this post!) My dm’s are always open if anyone ever needs to talk about anything🎀

warnings: mentions of discriminatory behaviour, John Price x eastasian!reader (this could be adapted for anybody though), afab reader, self depreciation (mediated with cuteness overload fluff at the end!)

You never meant to let their words get to you. You would brush the comments off at first, forcing a fake smile and pretending that what they said was nothing more than an annoyance which would pass. But days later, their comments still sat heavy in your chest, like weighted stones. The consistent echo of their sneers clawed at your thoughts.

"She's just with him because of his skin. It's all a fetish, isn't it?"

John Price found you in your kitchen, staring blankly at the counter top whilst you waited for the kettle to boil. It had finished long ago, the steam dissipated, but you hadn't moved an inch.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice holding a calmed aura. "You're quiet. What's going on?"

You snapped out of your trance and hesitated, biting the inside of your cheek.

"It's nothing," you muttered, but the slight wobble he picked up in your voice betrayed you.

Price stepped closer, setting his hand gently on your lower back, grounding you.

"Don't do that," he said softly. "Talk to me."

You sighed, shoulders sinking under the weight of your day.

"Some people- they said... things. About me. About us."

You swallowed hard, staring down at your hands.

"Like I'm only with you because you're a white guy. Like some sort of stereotype."

Price didn't speak right away, but you could feel the tension radiating off of him, the way his hand stilled on your back. When he finally spoke into the silence, his voice was slightly lower. "And you believe them?"

You blinked up at him, startled by the subtle sharpness in his tone. “No… of course not. It’s just— it’s cruel. It makes me feel like-” You stopped, your throat tightening unexpectedly.

John noticed, obviously, and leant down to give you a sweet, short kiss. “Don’t listen to that rubbish. People like that don’t know the first thing about you. About us.”

“But it still hurts,” you whispered.

His hand snaked around your waist u til it found yours, his touch gentle. “Of course it does, pretty girl. Doesn’t mean it’s true.” He kissed you again, pulling you into his side. “You don’t have to justify yourself to anyone, love. Least of all to people who think they’ve got the right to judge something they don’t understand.”

You let yourself lean into him, his warmth seeping into you as you breathed in his familiar scent.

“They don’t matter, alright?” John murmured, his arm tightening around you. “What matters is what we’ve got, yeah? I know you. I know your heart.”

His words gave you solace and comfort, something you’d been seeking for what felt like forever.

“I love you.” you said quietly, your voice muffled against his shoulder.

“I love you too, baby” he replied without hesitation.

this lowk made me sad so i had to make the end super fluffy

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[cer-rata]

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Superman - All Media Types, Superman (Comics), Superboy (Comics), Super Sons (Comics), DCU (Comics), DCU

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Jonathan Samuel Kent & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Chris Kent & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Osul-Ra & Otho-Ra (DCU), Jonathan Samuel Kent & Osul-Ra & Otho-Ra, Chris Kent & Lor-Zod, Otho-Ra & Lor-Zod, Jonathan Samuel Kent/Lor-Zod, Chris Kent & Original Male Character

Characters: Chris Kent, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Otho-Ra (DCU), Osul-Ra (DCU), Lor-Zod, Original Male Character(s) of Color, Get it - Character, Brian is Turquoise, But also Black

Additional Tags: Superfamily (DCU), Kon-El | Conner Kent Feels, Chris Kent Needs a Hug, Jonathan Samuel Kent Needs a Hug, Jonathan Samuel Kent Aged Naturally, But There Were Other Horrors, Possibly Unrequited Love, Implied Jonathan Samuel Kent/Lor-Zod, Even Sythezoids Can Experience The Nile River, Families of Choice, Unconventional Families, Multiverse fuckery, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Eldritch Cinnamon Roll

Series: Part 12 of The Kids Are Alright

Summary:

The Superkids (+the spawn of...Brainiac?) Gather to play a D&D one-shot that Jon is putting on. Along the way they reflect on their current positions in life...and each other.

(For @superfamilyweek Friends and Family / Civilian Life)

[lazycats-stuff]

Clark Kent - Superfamily

Clark Kent & male!reader

Ok after seeing how you write baby bat interacting with the batfam (which WELL DONE btw) i gotta see what superbaby will be like, how a normal day would be like for Clark and his two sons jon and superbaby

Jon Kent & male!reader

I think I'd like to see jon kent being a great older brother to superbaby like he hears any sounds from the nursery indicating his brother might be awake he is SPRINTING to that nursery, first thing he does when he's back from school is greet his brother and tell him about his day, he wants to be the one that feeds/bathe him/and take him to the park, i imagin jon will be one of those siblings who have a breakdown when their baby sibling stands up on their on for the first time because they realize that baby is growing up!

Clark Kent & Conner Kent & Male!reader

could you do konner and clark kent x kid reader like just fluff and angst. like lex tried to make another clone but he’s still super young abd confused could you do konner and clark kent x kid reader like just fluff and angst. like lex tried to make another clone but he’s still super young abd confused

Clark Kent x male!reader

Please a Clark fic, where reader is a new intern adn Clark is just love struck. And he slowly starts to court (?) the reader, and at some point take him home for a home-cooked meal, where the reader meets Conner and Jon. I think Conner at first doesn't really like reader, but Jon immediately clings to reader. After some time Conner warms up to reader and they all become a happy family

Superfamily x male reader - also with batfam

Hi, I wanted to ask if you could make a batbro who is a clone of batman and supermam and the batfamily and the superfamily fight over who will get him (you can also make him a few months younger than damian and jon and also a cute moment with families please) - @eliz36545

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[puppiesandnightlock]

Link: A Robin’s Song Chapter 5

summary + additional info: here

The song had been finished and recorded without the help of his brothers this time, however he would delay in posting it.

How would Jon react, if he knew that HE was actually Robin, the same Robin Jon followed on everything and fawned over. 

This was a good plan, in his opinion. After all, they’d made a pact to go to every school event in high school, and if they didn’t have dates, they’d go together.

It was right before lunch two weeks before the dance that he noticed Haisley with a ukulele and had a sinking feeling in his gut. 

Two of the cheerleaders from her team came up behind her with a banner between them as Haisley began to strum out the opening notes of ‘I Do Adore’. 

He watched Jon’s inner turmoil before smiling and pecking her on the cheek, accepting the promposal. The bile began bubbling up, leaving the other teen feeling both disgusted at himself and the display. 

He bid them goodbye with congratulations and went to hide in the library, his default setting at this point. 

He bemoaned his woes to Akira, who had been sitting with Skylar, the girl talking their ear off. It seemed as though they’d been cornered and forced into human interaction that was not with a chosen being. They’d both stopped to listen to Damian, sympathetic looks on their faces. 

“Are you still going to prom, then?” Skyler asked, with a hopeful look on her face. 

“Jon asked me to come even if he went with Haisley so i guess so. He wants to set me up so that I'm not going alone.”

Akira stifled a laugh before settling their features. “Sorry, sorry. Just tell him you have a date, he’ll accept it.”

“But I don’t?”

“Go with us!” Skyler chirped. “I’ve been talking Akira up about coming and i think i’ve got them convinced!”

Dark brown eyes held an expression of suffering as they gave a nod. “If you come, I’ll go, but you have to promise to suffer with me.”

“Deal. I’d rather you two over a random person I don't know.” 

And so, our protagonist was roped into going to what is usually the big plot point in most high school centered stories.

He had posted the song, the feedback intense as people psychoanalyzed the latest from him, speculating the more upbeat and hopeful tone of the song.

“I hope this means Robin is closer to getting their person.” Jon sighed one afternoon, as they went through the Kent’s attic in search of hand-me-down suits. 

“Unlikely.” Damian scoffed bitterly. “Life isn’t a fairytale, and I highly doubt this will work out for this Robin person.”

Jon rolled his eyes, the beginning of a scowl tugging at his lips. It was odd, the immediate sense of defensiveness in the air.

 “You don’t always have to be so pessimistic, Damian, and besides, I’m not an idiot, don’t treat me like one.”

“Why are you so defensive about this?” he shot back, pissed at himself for taking the bait.

“Because if Robin can’t get their happy ending, what guarantees I'll ever get mine!?” 

The silence that followed was painful, and Jon swiveled around, continuing his now angry search through the boxes. 

Damian felt a pang of guilt, this had been happening more often than it used to, and the idea that their decade plus a few years friendship was breaking so easily made him panic. 

“Hey.” He said after a beat, a tad awkwardly. He reached for his friend and placed a tentative hand on his shoulder. “Sorry.” 

“It’s fine,” The response came too quick. “I’m sorry too, I shouldn't have snapped like that. I’m just…wound a little tight right now.”

The tension dissipated a bit, the suits they’d been looking for were found after a few more minutes. The attic was more of a mess then it had originally been, and they struggled slightly to get down.

Before Damian left to go home, in a bold action, he grabbed Jon’s hand, the taller one looking down in surprise, twin blossoms of pink appearing on his cheeks.

“You’ll get your happy ending.” He told him, all the sincerity he possessed in the words. “And when you do, I'll be there with you to push you forward.”

Even if I'm not the one you have your ending with.

Jon watched him, some emotion that Damian couldn’t place shadowed in the deep blues, contrasting the smile that appeared at the words.

“I’ll hold you to it, Dame.” He said, squeezing their entwined hands.

The night of the Prom, everyone gathered at the Kent’s, Haisley and some of her friends, plus Damian, Akira, Skylar and Colin, who turned out to be a mutual friend of Jon’s. They would be taking two cars, but not before the customary pictures. 

There were framed ones of Damian and Jon going to several dances together or with a group to dances around the house, and this last one would serve as a closing point.

For everything.

His heart squeezed watching Haisley and Jon take couple-y pictures, but he laughed and smiled and heckled with the rest of them, playing the part of the good best friend.

Anyone who looked close enough could see that it was fake, but the night dragged on until they were finally piled into two cars and dropped off at the school ready for a night of cliche and most likely spiked punch.

Haisley, as predicted, went over to mingle with her other friends, leaving Jon with Damian, Akira and Colin, Skylar having been dragged off to look at some art piece or the other.

Jon and Colin chatted idly, Akira sipping some drink Skylar had offered her and sending meaningful looks to Damian whenever there was a pause in the conversation. He ignored such looks nearly the entire time. 

“I’m going to go get some food.” They pronounced loudly, after several ignored looks. 

“Cool.” Colin paused, looking at them curiously, Damian sending them a death glare. 

They kicked Colin in the shin, looking between Jon and Damian. He mouthed an “oh” and turned to Jon.

“I’m gonna go get some food too, just gonna ah, go..” He jogged off to follow Akira, whose voice was heard sighing. 

“I suppose subtlety is not a word in your vocabulary.”

“Well.” Jon’s mouth quirked. “You have any idea what that was about?”

“Absolutely none.” Damian made a soft clicking noise, turning back to Jon with a small grin. 

“How do you like this so far?” The blue-eyed boy nodded towards the filled auditorium. 

“It's…alright, I suppose.” he shrugged, looking around. He scowled as he turned to see colin and skyler turn around like they hadn’t been staring at them, Akira taking a sip of her drink and nodding towards the dance floor.

He flushed, and ignored them. He and Jon kept up the idle conversation, until one of “Robin”’s covers came on and Jon looked at him, eyes shining. Damian inhaled, and opened his mouth, both him and Jon speaking at the same time.

“Hey, do you wanna…”

“Will you..”

They dissolved into giggles. “You first.” Damian laughed, heart pounding.

“You wanna dance?” He asked, stumbling over the words in a rush to get them out.

Damian felt his stomach flip and a soft smile played on his lips.

“Of course.”

They made their way to the floor, a few cheers coming from Damian’s “wingpeople”, which were yet again ignored.

The two mingled with the rest of the crowd, eyes sparkling and laughter ringing out. They twirled and bounced around, and for that time, Haisley was gone, the worries were gone, the ever-present weight that was bringing down their friendship was lifted.

“Okay, students, it’s time for the first slllooww dance of the night! I’d like to crown out Prom King and Queen,”

The smile faltered as the dance floor cleared and Jon and Haisley walked up the steps.

His other friends surrounded him, offering sympathetic smiles or a hand of the shoulder. 

They would have made it either way, as the high school’s quarterback and the cheer captain, they’d been the it couple since they’d gotten together.

This was normal and it shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did.

Both with shining plastic crowns, they took their places as the opening notes of a slow cover of a song played.

Damian startled as he heard his own voice coming through the speakers in a soft, honeyed tone.

“Wise men say, only fools rush in…but I can’t help falling in love with you.”

They began to dance, and he blocked out the entire room, focusing only on Jon and Haisley, marveling at how the lighting made them both glow. It truly seemed like the ending of a fairy tale, the couple dancing in the moonlight as the screen faded to black.

He could hear the soft sigh, the “Oh, Damian….I’m so sorry..” and his own voice painting a sweet picture of a couple this song was never intended for.

The cover he had done had been after a night going down memory lane, pouring over the pictures both families had kept, strawberry ice cream and cuddling together and all the things that he loved so dearly about their relationship being shoved into those few hours.

None of this was ever intended for Haisley to be included in, not his life, not his relationships, none of it. But there she was, in the spot he wished he could be in.

This only solidified what he knew all along.

That life would never be his. Could never be his.

“Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant to be….”

Not them. They weren’t meant to be.

The hand on his shoulder reeled him back to the high school dance and he wrenched away from the grip, turning away from the scene. His back was to the couple and his friends held back.

“Let’s give him some space guys.” Akira said, moving them away. 

“If you need a ride, let me know, man.” Colin pointed to his phone and followed Akira. 

Skyler gave him a cupcake from one of the tables surrounding them and followed the rest to a spot in the back.

He kept his eyes downcast making his way through the crowd, all of couples now heading over to join the Prom royalty.

The hot prickling at the corners of his eyes was becoming more and more irritating and he broke out into a run as he made it out of the Gym.

Dryness turned to tears, burning hot trails down his face. His vision blurred and he slowed his sprint down, coming to the football field. He stayed behind the bleachers and pulled his knees to his chest, angrily scrubbing at the tears.

This was always bound to happen, and he knew for a fact that he never should have held out for a happy ending he knew would never come.

It was funny, however, he supposed, that this happened on prom night. Just like any ordinary cliche high school romance. This was reality, though, and in reality, no one got their happy ending.

‘If I were a girl, I would say I was crying in my prom dress.’ The thought popped in his head and it was so absurd for the moment that he laughed, a small, tearful noise. 

His fingers tapped out a rhythm without his consent and hesitantly he tried out the words, startled to find that out of his misery there was perhaps something in for it.

Damian inhaled deeply, and took out his phone, telling the people to be on the lookout for a new song releasing sometime next month, titled ‘Prom Dress.’

He brushed himself off and decided if he was going to wallow in the disaster that was his life, he would do it in comfort.

Rubbing at his eyes, he reached for his phone and hesitantly let Colin know he’d like a ride. It would be only in his benefit to extend some more trust to these friends of his, after all, what did he have to lose anymore?

He woke up the next morning with a pounding headache, fuzzy images of the night before in his head. 

Rolling over, he picked up his phone, ignoring all the notifications from his ROBIN accounts and going directly to his messages. There were two numbers he didn't know, from both Akira and Skyler telling him they got his number from Colin and asking if he was alright.

One from Colin asking the same, and several missed messages from Jon.

<-- J 

                     9:30

D where r u

                   10:01

Damian

                10:15

Dami

           10:15

Damessssss

                10:30

R u ignoring me

                           10:37

Why did you go home

                           10:37

Did smth happen

                10:40 

R u okay?

                           11:04

Damian pls call me

He felt a pang as read the messages, resolving to call jon the moment he finished scrolling down their messages.

<-- J 

                                                                                11:17

Damian i rlly need u rn pls call me

                                                            11:20

Damian we need to talk

                                     11:20

Like right now

That was the last message and Damian’s heart sank. Would he really be so upset that he left? Or was this something else entirely?

He hit the call button immediately, Jon picking up the line. It was silent as Damian spoke into the phone tentatively, voice still rough with sleep.

“Hello? Jon?”

A few sniffles were heard and Damian zeroed in. “A-are you crying?”

“Dami-” Jon sounded awful. “Damian, can you come over?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course…be there at ten.” He hung up and pushed back the covers, never minding the headache and shoving a moderately clean shirt over his tank top and grabbing a pair of jeans from the floor. He ran a hand through his hair and decided that the Kents had seen him in far worse than his bedhead, going into the living room to see most of his siblings crowded around the television watching cartoons.

“I’m going over to Jon’s, be back in fifteen minutes, Duke’s in charge!” he called out, shoving on his shoes and ignoring the shouts from behind him.

He’d grabbed a pop tart on the way out and shoved it in his mouth on the way down the street towards the larger houses.

Arriving, he knocked on the door, Jon’s mother answering. She looked relieved as she saw him.

“Hi, Mrs. Kent.” He looked past her, searching for jon.

“Lois, Damian. I’ve known you your whole life, You can call me Lois. Jon is in his room.”

She let him in and he went up the steps, calling out, “Thanks!”

Jon was huddled in the corner of his bed, prom suit thrown in the pile of laundry.

“J?” He said softly. “What’s goig on?”

“Dami..” His eyes were red, the unnatural color making the blue of his irises vibrant.

“I’m moving.”

The song had been finished and recorded without the help of his brothers this time, however he would delay in posting it.

How would Jon react, if he knew that HE was actually Robin, the same Robin Jon followed on everything and fawned over. 

This was a good plan, in his opinion. After all, they’d made a pact to go to every school event in high school, and if they didn’t have dates, they’d go together.

It was right before lunch two weeks before the dance that he noticed Haisley with a ukulele and had a sinking feeling in his gut. 

Two of the cheerleaders from her team came up behind her with a banner between them as Haisley began to strum out the opening notes of ‘I Do Adore’. 

He watched Jon’s inner turmoil before smiling and pecking her on the cheek, accepting the promposal. The bile began bubbling up, leaving the other teen feeling both disgusted at himself and the display. 

He bid them goodbye with congratulations and went to hide in the library, his default setting at this point. 

He bemoaned his woes to Akira, who had been sitting with Skylar, the girl talking their ear off. It seemed as though they’d been cornered and forced into human interaction that was not with a chosen being. They’d both stopped to listen to Damian, sympathetic looks on their faces. 

“Are you still going to prom, then?” Skyler asked, with a hopeful look on her face. 

“Jon asked me to come even if he went with Haisley so i guess so. He wants to set me up so that I'm not going alone.”

Akira stifled a laugh before settling their features. “Sorry, sorry. Just tell him you have a date, he’ll accept it.”

“But I don’t?”

“Go with us!” Skyler chirped. “I’ve been talking Akira up about coming and i think i’ve got them convinced!”

Dark brown eyes held an expression of suffering as they gave a nod. “If you come, I’ll go, but you have to promise to suffer with me.”

“Deal. I’d rather you two over a random person I don't know.” 

And so, our protagonist was roped into going to what is usually the big plot point in most high school centered stories.

He had posted the song, the feedback intense as people psychoanalyzed the latest from him, speculating the more upbeat and hopeful tone of the song.

“I hope this means Robin is closer to getting their person.” Jon sighed one afternoon, as they went through the Kent’s attic in search of hand-me-down suits. 

“Unlikely.” Damian scoffed bitterly. “Life isn’t a fairytale, and I highly doubt this will work out for this Robin person.”

Jon rolled his eyes, the beginning of a scowl tugging at his lips. It was odd, the immediate sense of defensiveness in the air.

 “You don’t always have to be so pessimistic, Damian, and besides, I’m not an idiot, don’t treat me like one.”

“Why are you so defensive about this?” he shot back, pissed at himself for taking the bait.

“Because if Robin can’t get their happy ending, what guarantees I'll ever get mine!?” 

The silence that followed was painful, and Jon swiveled around, continuing his now angry search through the boxes. 

Damian felt a pang of guilt, this had been happening more often than it used to, and the idea that their decade plus a few years friendship was breaking so easily made him panic. 

“Hey.” He said after a beat, a tad awkwardly. He reached for his friend and placed a tentative hand on his shoulder. “Sorry.” 

“It’s fine,” The response came too quick. “I’m sorry too, I shouldn't have snapped like that. I’m just…wound a little tight right now.”

The tension dissipated a bit, the suits they’d been looking for were found after a few more minutes. The attic was more of a mess then it had originally been, and they struggled slightly to get down.

Before Damian left to go home, in a bold action, he grabbed Jon’s hand, the taller one looking down in surprise, twin blossoms of pink appearing on his cheeks.

“You’ll get your happy ending.” He told him, all the sincerity he possessed in the words. “And when you do, I'll be there with you to push you forward.”

Even if I'm not the one you have your ending with.

Jon watched him, some emotion that Damian couldn’t place shadowed in the deep blues, contrasting the smile that appeared at the words.

“I’ll hold you to it, Dame.” He said, squeezing their entwined hands.

The night of the Prom, everyone gathered at the Kent’s, Haisley and some of her friends, plus Damian, Akira, Skylar and Colin, who turned out to be a mutual friend of Jon’s. They would be taking two cars, but not before the customary pictures. 

There were framed ones of Damian and Jon going to several dances together or with a group to dances around the house, and this last one would serve as a closing point.

For everything.

His heart squeezed watching Haisley and Jon take couple-y pictures, but he laughed and smiled and heckled with the rest of them, playing the part of the good best friend.

Anyone who looked close enough could see that it was fake, but the night dragged on until they were finally piled into two cars and dropped off at the school ready for a night of cliche and most likely spiked punch.

Haisley, as predicted, went over to mingle with her other friends, leaving Jon with Damian, Akira and Colin, Skylar having been dragged off to look at some art piece or the other.

Jon and Colin chatted idly, Akira sipping some drink Skylar had offered her and sending meaningful looks to Damian whenever there was a pause in the conversation. He ignored such looks nearly the entire time. 

“I’m going to go get some food.” They pronounced loudly, after several ignored looks. 

“Cool.” Colin paused, looking at them curiously, Damian sending them a death glare. 

They kicked Colin in the shin, looking between Jon and Damian. He mouthed an “oh” and turned to Jon.

“I’m gonna go get some food too, just gonna ah, go..” He jogged off to follow Akira, whose voice was heard sighing. 

“I suppose subtlety is not a word in your vocabulary.”

“Well.” Jon’s mouth quirked. “You have any idea what that was about?”

“Absolutely none.” Damian made a soft clicking noise, turning back to Jon with a small grin. 

“How do you like this so far?” The blue-eyed boy nodded towards the filled auditorium. 

“It's…alright, I suppose.” he shrugged, looking around. He scowled as he turned to see colin and skyler turn around like they hadn’t been staring at them, Akira taking a sip of her drink and nodding towards the dance floor.

He flushed, and ignored them. He and Jon kept up the idle conversation, until one of “Robin”’s covers came on and Jon looked at him, eyes shining. Damian inhaled, and opened his mouth, both him and Jon speaking at the same time.

“Hey, do you wanna…”

“Will you..”

They dissolved into giggles. “You first.” Damian laughed, heart pounding.

“You wanna dance?” He asked, stumbling over the words in a rush to get them out.

Damian felt his stomach flip and a soft smile played on his lips.

“Of course.”

They made their way to the floor, a few cheers coming from Damian’s “wingpeople”, which were yet again ignored.

The two mingled with the rest of the crowd, eyes sparkling and laughter ringing out. They twirled and bounced around, and for that time, Haisley was gone, the worries were gone, the ever-present weight that was bringing down their friendship was lifted.

“Okay, students, it’s time for the first slllooww dance of the night! I’d like to crown out Prom King and Queen,”

The smile faltered as the dance floor cleared and Jon and Haisley walked up the steps.

His other friends surrounded him, offering sympathetic smiles or a hand of the shoulder. 

They would have made it either way, as the high school’s quarterback and the cheer captain, they’d been the it couple since they’d gotten together.

This was normal and it shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did.

Both with shining plastic crowns, they took their places as the opening notes of a slow cover of a song played.

Damian startled as he heard his own voice coming through the speakers in a soft, honeyed tone.

“Wise men say, only fools rush in…but I can’t help falling in love with you.”

They began to dance, and he blocked out the entire room, focusing only on Jon and Haisley, marveling at how the lighting made them both glow. It truly seemed like the ending of a fairy tale, the couple dancing in the moonlight as the screen faded to black.

He could hear the soft sigh, the “Oh, Damian….I’m so sorry..” and his own voice painting a sweet picture of a couple this song was never intended for.

The cover he had done had been after a night going down memory lane, pouring over the pictures both families had kept, strawberry ice cream and cuddling together and all the things that he loved so dearly about their relationship being shoved into those few hours.

None of this was ever intended for Haisley to be included in, not his life, not his relationships, none of it. But there she was, in the spot he wished he could be in.

This only solidified what he knew all along.

That life would never be his. Could never be his.

“Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes, some things are meant to be….”

Not them. They weren’t meant to be.

The hand on his shoulder reeled him back to the high school dance and he wrenched away from the grip, turning away from the scene. His back was to the couple and his friends held back.

“Let’s give him some space guys.” Akira said, moving them away. 

“If you need a ride, let me know, man.” Colin pointed to his phone and followed Akira. 

Skyler gave him a cupcake from one of the tables surrounding them and followed the rest to a spot in the back.

He kept his eyes downcast making his way through the crowd, all of couples now heading over to join the Prom royalty.

The hot prickling at the corners of his eyes was becoming more and more irritating and he broke out into a run as he made it out of the Gym.

Dryness turned to tears, burning hot trails down his face. His vision blurred and he slowed his sprint down, coming to the football field. He stayed behind the bleachers and pulled his knees to his chest, angrily scrubbing at the tears.

This was always bound to happen, and he knew for a fact that he never should have held out for a happy ending he knew would never come.

It was funny, however, he supposed, that this happened on prom night. Just like any ordinary cliche high school romance. This was reality, though, and in reality, no one got their happy ending.

‘If I were a girl, I would say I was crying in my prom dress.’ The thought popped in his head and it was so absurd for the moment that he laughed, a small, tearful noise. 

His fingers tapped out a rhythm without his consent and hesitantly he tried out the words, startled to find that out of his misery there was perhaps something in for it.

Damian inhaled deeply, and took out his phone, telling the people to be on the lookout for a new song releasing sometime next month, titled ‘Prom Dress.’

He brushed himself off and decided if he was going to wallow in the disaster that was his life, he would do it in comfort.

Rubbing at his eyes, he reached for his phone and hesitantly let Colin know he’d like a ride. It would be only in his benefit to extend some more trust to these friends of his, after all, what did he have to lose anymore?

He woke up the next morning with a pounding headache, fuzzy images of the night before in his head. 

Rolling over, he picked up his phone, ignoring all the notifications from his ROBIN accounts and going directly to his messages. There were two numbers he didn't know, from both Akira and Skyler telling him they got his number from Colin and asking if he was alright.

One from Colin asking the same, and several missed messages from Jon.

<-- J 

                     9:30

D where r u

                   10:01

Damian

                10:15

Dami

           10:15

Damessssss

                10:30

R u ignoring me

                           10:37

Why did you go home

                           10:37

Did smth happen

                10:40 

R u okay?

                           11:04

Damian pls call me

He felt a pang as read the messages, resolving to call jon the moment he finished scrolling down their messages.

<-- J 

                                                                                11:17

Damian i rlly need u rn pls call me

                                                            11:20

Damian we need to talk

                                     11:20

Like right now

That was the last message and Damian’s heart sank. Would he really be so upset that he left? Or was this something else entirely?

He hit the call button immediately, Jon picking up the line. It was silent as Damian spoke into the phone tentatively, voice still rough with sleep.

“Hello? Jon?”

A few sniffles were heard and Damian zeroed in. “A-are you crying?”

“Dami-” Jon sounded awful. “Damian, can you come over?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course…be there at ten.” He hung up and pushed back the covers, never minding the headache and shoving a moderately clean shirt over his tank top and grabbing a pair of jeans from the floor. He ran a hand through his hair and decided that the Kents had seen him in far worse than his bedhead, going into the living room to see most of his siblings crowded around the television watching cartoons.

“I’m going over to Jon’s, be back in fifteen minutes, Duke’s in charge!” he called out, shoving on his shoes and ignoring the shouts from behind him.

He’d grabbed a pop tart on the way out and shoved it in his mouth on the way down the street towards the larger houses.

Arriving, he knocked on the door, Jon’s mother answering. She looked relieved as she saw him.

“Hi, Mrs. Kent.” He looked past her, searching for jon.

“Lois, Damian. I’ve known you your whole life, You can call me Lois. Jon is in his room.”

She let him in and he went up the steps, calling out, “Thanks!”

Jon was huddled in the corner of his bed, prom suit thrown in the pile of laundry.

“J?” He said softly. “What’s goig on?”

“Dami..” His eyes were red, the unnatural color making the blue of his irises vibrant.

“I’m moving.”

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Goodnight to you too

by WillowGarden There's an old unspoken rule in the Batfamily that when someone joins your sleep at night you won't reveal anything the next day to anyone else.   Οr A habit built upon years of trust starts to get derailed as the family gradually grows bigger and bigger. Words: 6091, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Wally West, Roy Harper, Jonathan Kent, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Tim Drake Relationships: Batfamily Members & Other(s), Batfamily Members & Batfamily Members (DCU), Batfamily Members & Superfamily Members (DCU), Everyone & Everyone Additional Tags: Domestic Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Fluff and Humor, Batfamily Fluff (DCU), Attempt at Humor, Fluff and Crack, Comfort No Hurt, Domestic Bliss, Literal Sleeping Together, Fluff, No Angst, Sibling Bonding, Sibling Love, Platonic Relationships via https://ift.tt/kY81DfP

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FIC REC WEEK 52 – DAILY THEMES

EXES TO LOVERS

Finding A Way Back by Neverever

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 4,219 Tags: Mutual Pining, Spiders, Superfamily

Summary: When Tony hurts his back, ex-husband Steve stays with him to take care of their son, Peter. Peter likes this arrangement a lot.

Reasons why I love it: Aww, thank god for Peter and his meddling ways, otherwise Steve and Tony might never have gotten their heads out of their asses. Peter is absolutely adorable in this even when he's being a terror, I love him so much. And the way Steve and Tony make up is super sweet. I love this fic, and I bet you will too, so I hope you check it out!

How to Date a Superhero Without Even Trying by sabrecmc

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 18,270 Tags: Identity Porn, Interrupted Non-Con, Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Based on a prompt from a Tumblr Anon, it's 2am and Tony drunk dials his ex. He gets Captain America instead.

Reasons why I love it: God, I want to punch Ty and his little lackeys straight in the face. Thank god for Steve swooping in to save the day. As always, sabre's writing is impeccable, the backstory is fantastic, and I really love the resolution at the end. This fic is part of her Thank You Fics Round 3, and I've actually recced another one of these before, but once again I want to encourage you to just read all of them, because they're all amazing.

all I ever knew of love by mistymountainking

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 10,394 Tags: Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt Tony

Summary: For six months, nobody knew that Tony Stark and Steve Rogers were dating. Which means no one knows they broke up six weeks ago.

Reasons why I love it: Aw, look at our idiot boys in love! The angst is so good, and the fluff at the end makes it even better. I'm always a sucker for near-death experiences, and this one is truly excellent! Definitely check this one out, it's amazing!

sorry not sorry by earliebirb

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 1,506 Tags: Office AU, No Powers AU, Fluff

Summary: The moment he steps into the pantry, he starts to wonder if his dependence on caffeine has truly reached concerning levels to the point of causing hallucinations because standing right there in the pantry of the New York office is one Steve Rogers.   Tony’s ex-boyfriend is standing right there, arranging some boxes on the kitchen counter, like he’s been there all along and not living in Germany for the past two years. 

Reasons why I love it: I love a cheeky Steve who knows what he wants, especially if what he wants is Tony. This fic is super cute – Tony is an adorable mess, and Steve clearly wants to eat him up just as much as that box of donuts. And the ending is super sweet. I hope you go and check this one out for yourself, because it's lovely!

Rocky Road by sayah1112

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 12,045 Tags: Identity Porn, Assumed Cheating, Threats of Violence

Summary: Tony Stark has been kidnapped... again. This time is different that the others, though, because his kidnappers are not interested in a ransom. They mean to kill him. His only hope rests upon the smashed smartwatch on his wrist that doesn't seem to want to work. When a call finally goes through, it's to the last person in the world he wants to talk to. His ex-boyfriend, Grant Stevens, who he put in his phone as FuckHead.

Reasons why I love it: I really love the misunderstanding here, it's completely reasonable for Tony to have thought what he did despite the truth. And the torture scene made my skin crawl, it's so well-written. Plus, the ending where they make up is really sweet. I love this fic so much, and I bet you will too, so I hope you check it out!