#tbh I think Bruce has wanted Clark to kiss him for a while

[salparadiselost]

This fish is so gay

[fearfulkittenwrites]

“I’m fine. I’m fine.”

Summary: Dick has a nightmare that has him screaming in the middle of the night, and really struggles to accept the help of his younger brothers. His younger brothers don't really give a shit about that particular struggle of his, and stay with him even when he tells them to leave.

Word count: 1324

TW: Nightmares (No description of it in the story though)

Notes: Hello! I had this sitting in my file for a long time actually. I don't know why it took me so long to post it, tbh, but that's why I didn't include Duke, I still wasn't all that comfortable writing him a couple of months ago. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

Link for it on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26037658

Tim heard a noise coming from his brother’s room as he walked back from the kitchen. At first he thought it was one of those noises you simply ignore, but something made him stop dead on his tracks and listen. Another weird grunt, bed creaks, and heavy breathing. Okay, that did sound too much like a noise you’d ignore. But then it got a bit louder, and he heard a small ‘no’ being mumbled. He thought about what to do, until he heard Dick screaming.

After the noise ceased, he knocked on the door and opened it slightly.

“Dick? Are you okay?”

He was sitting up on his bed, accelerated breaths and a thin layer of sweat covered his body.

“I’m fine. I’m fine.” He answered, running a hand down his face “Can you... Can you hit the lights for me?”

“Sure.” Tim clicked on the lightswich, making the room brighter.

“Thank you. I’m sorry for waking you up.”

“No problem. Also, you didn’t wake me up, I was coming back from the kitchen and heard you.” He walked in the room “Nightmares?”

“Yeah.” Dick hugged his knees. Tim sat down on the bed “It’s okay, You don’t have to stay here. I’m fine.”

Tim blinked.

“You can’t be serious.” He said.

“I’m a grown man, I can handle this type of shit.” Dick shot back, still curled in on himself. He knew his posture made the previous statement sound extremely unconvincing, but he couldn’t help it.

“Yeah, but you don’t have to do it alone. C’mon man, Jason’s like, only two years younger than you, and you never let him sleep alone after a nightmare. Let me help.”

“Grayson,” Damian asked from the door, holding his pillow “Did you have a nightmare?”

“Am I a circus show now?” Dick asked, a little annoyed.

“I mean, you are a circus freak.” Jason showed up, voice still raspy and face smushed by the pillow “C’mon devilspaw, walk in, I wanna sit.”

“Don’t call me that, Todd.” Damian shot back but complied anyways, too sleepy to defend his honor, following his older brothers and sitting on the bed “Do you need us to get you some water?” He asked, eyes half closed.

“No, I’m fine.” He answered “You don’t have to stay here guys.”

“Stop being an idiot Dickie, that doesn’t suit you.” Jason laid down “’Sides, this bed is huge. It can definetly fit us all comfortably.”

“I’m gonna go get you some water.” Tim annouced, standing up.

“Wanna talk about it?” Jason asked, hands under his head.

“Not really.” Dick answered.

“Okay then.”

“Your room is filthy, Grayson.” Damian said, looking at the pile of clothes on top of a chair.

“Shut up. Aren’t you supposed to be nice to me right now?”

“I think this is as nice as he gets.” Jason answered, snickering. Damian didn’t say anything as he hit his brother’s face with a pillow.

“Uhm, hi.” Bruce said, standing awkwardly in the door step “I heard a scream. Is everything okay, boys?”

“Yeah.” Dick nodded. Everyone was quiet for a second before Damian sighed, slightly annoyed.

“He had a nightmare, father. We’re taking care of him now.”

“Oh.” Bruce blinked. He stepped into the room and kissed the top of Dick’s head “Are you okay son?”

“I’m getting there.” Dick smiled weakly.

“Do you want me to stay here? Or maybe... If you want to, you can sleep in my room. Like when you did back when you were about this big.” Bruce smiled as he placed an open palm next to his waist to illustrate exactly how big.

“I’m fine, B.” Dick grinned up at the sleepy man, who now caressed his hair, absent minded. Dick enjoyed the touch, but knew the only thing that lead Bruce to be so open and generous with his physical demonstrations of love was his sleep deprivation reaching such a critical level that he could barely think. A whole new level of lack of self care. Still, Dick sighed, taking in the last contact he could before it ended, and said “You should go to bed. I can tell you haven’t rested properly in a while.”

“Will you be okay?”

“Aham.”

“Then I’ll go. Good Night boys.”

“’Night dad.” Jason, Dick and Tim answered.

“Good night father” Damian answered.

Tim rolled his eyes at the boy and handed Dick the water glass he had taken. His brother swallowed it down in no time. Jason scratched his back gently, making him more relaxed, and Tim played with his hair for a while. Damian rested his cheek on Dick’s shoulder, hugging his arm.

“Thanks guys.” He said.

“No worries.” Jason answered for the three of them “Can we turn off the lights now?”

“Are you... Planning on staying here?”

“-tt-. Obviously.” Damian rolled his eyes “You never leave any of us alone after a nightmare, do you think we’d abandon you now?”

“Guys, you don’t have to...”

“But we want to.” Tim cut him off “Would it kill you to let us help? Even a little bit?”

“It’s not that. I just... I feel like I’m putting a burden on your shoulders now.”

“C’mon Dickie, you’re no burden.” Jason said caringly.

“Yeah. Besides,” Tim chimmed in “I’m pretty sure this isn’t even the first time you woke up in the middle of the night over a bad dream. It’s just the first night you screamed, so it’s the first time we could help.” Dick frowned a little “Don’t look at me like that, you know I’m right. You know that you can come to us for help, right?”

The man looked down, quiet.

“I... I’m the one that’s supposed to be helping you. I’m the oldest brother. I should take care of you, not the other way around.” He said.

“Dickie, with all due respect and full offense, what the fuck kinda backwards ass, absolute clown logic is that?” Jason shot back “We’re brothers. We help each other out, no matter the ages.”

“You can lean on us, Dick.” Damian said. Tim nodded.

“Just barge into our rooms when you need to, like we do with you.”

“Yeah.” Jason spoke again “And you better start doing it more often now, jerk.”

Dick laughed a little.

“Okay, fine. I will. Just go back to scratching me though, it feels good.”

“I need to sleeeeeeeep!” Jason complained, scratching him again.

“Alright, alright, let’s sleep.” Dick laughed. Tim turned of the lights again, and they settled on the bed.

Dick slept on his back, and Jason curled up on his right side, scratching his arm. Tim settled on his left side, playing with his hair until he passed out. Damian laid on top of him, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his chest rising and falling as his brother breathed.

In the morning, they were a tangled mess of limbs and drool. Damian had, somehow, taken control of the bed, forcing the other three, much bigger boys, to smush against each other in one third of the mattress, his knees on Tim’s back. Tim was partly laying on top of the other two boys, body shaped like a ‘C’. There was a small drool puddle on Dick’s torso, and his feet were close to Jason’s arms. For some reason, the older boy held on to one of them through the night as if it was a stuffed animal. Jason’s legs were tangled with Dick’s, who had barely moved through the night, if you don’t count the several inches Damian pushed him to the right.

Alfred went up the stairs to wake the boys, but once he saw the scene, decided to call Bruce first, who may or may not have cried a little over his boys caring for each other, taking pictures he’d later fondly study and share with Clark.

(Dick was happy that his brothers cared, but not so much about the drool on his sleeping shirt.)

[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Helping you to accept your stretch marks

A/n: Initially I wrote this for my self a while ago because I was going through a rough time and thought of my body lesser that it is especially with the stretch marks that I have on my chest and hips. But after a while, I accept my self and validated myself, more than ever before. And tbh this is for anyone who has them and is still trying to accept them. It's ok to have them and its ok to not want them either but at the end of the day what you see on the internet ”the perfect body” doesn't exist. And at the end of the day, you need to be enough for yourself and NOT for others. And if you ever want to talk about something that is holding you down you can always talk to someone you trust or you can message me, sure it won't solve it but by talking about the problem it will seem less intimidating and scary. That's it.

Love you

-V🌺

Enjoy!

Victor Creed:

He loves to see them and trace them with his claw, making you giggle also doesn’t understand why some people think that stretch marks need to be removed but if he hears you questioning them then you are in for a ride (literally). When you two are in the heat of the moment he would position his hands on the places where your marks are and he will groan out

‘These are a great representation of your personality... TIGER.’

Loki Laufeyson:

For him, stretch marks for him are nothing more than a part of your body. But if he saw you not wanting to look at your body because of them then he will tell you that that’s normal but as he had to accept his ‘true skin’ than it only normal for you to accept your stripes as well.

Thor Odinson:

For Thor when he lived in Asgard he loved how many natural bodies where celebrate there, so he was rather shocked when found it on Earth that the society celebrated bodies which had no stretch marks. So it felt natural for him to worship your body and your marks. He loves to trace them with his finger feeling the small lines of dent like multiple river streams.

Steve Rogers:

In the beginning, Steve didn’t mind them until you point them out to yourself in the mirror (lowkey spied on you) so when the time came where you two were on the sofa cuddling he held you against him rubbing small circles around your hip and saying how much he loves every inch of your body.

Bucky Barnes:

Bucky knows the feeling of having something you don’t want on your body so when he heard from your lips how much you want to get rid of your stretch marks he simply replied

‘If you want to get rid of them, fine but just remember that with or without them you are still the person I fell in love with. Just don’t force your body and especially your mind.’

Bruce Wayne:

Bruce understands the pressure you are under to be ‘perfect’. He lives his whole life under it so he fully understands what you are going through. As you wore clothes that cover them he will take delight in taking them off kissing the spots you find ‘unpresentable’. After much repeated times of taking off your clothes, you quickly found out that your stretch marks are a turn on for Bruce.

Clark Kent:

With him, Clark loves to resolve your problem around your stretch marks and it’s a little awkward to talk about it considering you never said it to anyone but he takes time as he listens to you pointing them out. After you finish he will say his statement poting out that they are just superficial that they don’t change you as a person. And each time you start to think like that he will swoop in and fly you away into the sunset to escape the bad mindset. (I know, cheesy)

The Joker: 

He isn’t the best to express his feeling but one thing he doesn’t like it’s you not liking your body fully, as he does. And he does understand being with him in his intimidating presence can be... Hard. But that doesn't give you the right to cover your stretch marks. His go-to phrase would be

’A queen/king cannot shame her body like that especially if her king says otherwise.’

Arthur Curry:

Arthur understand the feeling of wanting to cover up his body, one of the reasons he has tattoos on his body, but he will tell you if you want to cover them with tattoos he will be there with you but he does admit that for his your stretch marks are a sign or your life and by leaving them in the open you are showing everyone how amazing and courageous you are.

(I know that in the film his tattoos are traditional but for the sake of this imagines he got them tattooed)

Orm Marius:

Orm always knows when someone hides something from him (besides he learned to know when something is happening behind his back). After a while of letting you wallow in silence, he just asks you directly and you answer he just scoffs asking why the big deal about it because he loves you too much to let it go any further. As you explain your side he understands but says to you

’You always talk about being honest and when I told you my secrets and fears you still accepted me despite that. Despite my rage and bad decisions, you made me better. Now it's my turn to return that love and patience.’

Duncan Vizla:

We all know that is a retired spy/hitman who spent his life fighting and collecting scars that littered his body so he knows the feeling of having marks on your body. But him being Duncan he doesn't go in your face telling you to accept yourself he just says nonchalantly

’Despite my scars and wounds you still love me so it's only fair for you to love yourself as well.’

THE END

Tell me what you think.

[ssaalexblake]

major MAJOR SPOILERS for wonde rwoman ahead like proceed at ur own risk i basically just liveblogged the movie from memory SPOILERS

okay like i did not expect my first thought of this movie to be ‘wow i love bruce wayne’ and yet... 

the thoughtful bat bastard

also i had no idea robin wright was in this movie and after 2 days of seeing house of cards gifsets of claire underwood being shady af it was jarring.

tho also like... THANK YOU for having a good age range on the amazonians??? like, normally a movie involving an paradise like island only populated by women will have nobody over the age of what, 23?? they didn’t even photoshop out any signs of age!!!! Age diversity isn’t something we talk about a lot, but it’s important too.

oh and i don’t know /much/ about armour but it came across to me as functional, true to the comics but not sexualised either so A+

smug diana’s face when she was told she wouldn’t wield the god killer lol

also, i liked the way they filmed the fight sequences? It was clear what was going on, but where it included the slowmo and almost snapshots of the scene it had a real comic book feel to it. 

kinda confused as to where the big boats went tbh but?? okay. I like Steve. 

also his entire reaction to the whole laso thing was priceless poor dude

also i know this wasn’t a direct inversion or anything, but /thank you/ for none of this ‘born sexy yesterday’ nonesense!!!! Steve! is the one undressed in front of her (and she doesn’t give a fuck,and that, unlike the women, was sexualised) b/c she’s... Not naive! She’s naive about humanity in general and those with bad intentions, but they didn’t fall into the sexually naive trope trap. Sure, she’d never seen a dude before, much less a naked one, but like... she’s read all 12 volumes on pleasure and while men are required for reproduction... they’re not necessary for the pleasure part. 

side bar: i’m feeling very gay today and thanks for the implication there.

i also appreciated the nods to the traditional hero story in this, because this movie follows the formula of all the others, but it is inherently feminine instead. But Diana is just as equal as the men, and she has the journey, too. 

small note, when they ride to the boats to go to London i sniggered so loud at Steve getting the white horse. She got the black horse, he got the white horse. No damsel in distress on a  beautiful white stallion here. 

‘it’s just rude to /assume/ i can sleep with you!’ ‘you want me to sleep with you??? ok i will’ gfhrthtrgteger that was such a nice sequence again, actively /because/ she was not naive!!! she was just not knowledgeable of western societal expectations!!! 2 different things. 

diana’s reaction to seeing the baby!!!! such a cute tiny moment

also looollll at the fashion scene like, i feel u, u can’t fight in those skirts

also, when she met Etta i was struck that we’d had a whole first part of the movie with only ladies!!! b/c like, normally that’d be all you’d get, just diana and etta barely talking but no!!! they related to each other and got on and were not the only women! 

also, the perspective of the movie from a female standpoint, i was far less bothered by the portrayals of the sexism. Sometimes, when you’re watching a dude centric thing, and it’s set in the 40′s or 50′s and it’s super sexist, it can feel like the focus is more on getting to portray a woman’s hurt at being subjected to sexism is the point, rather than showing how fucked up it is, like, you can practically feel them enjoying the power trip, but being in Diana’s shoes, this movie being female directed, made it about her fury and shock at being excluded. Perspective matters, apparently. 

her yelling at the generals in respect of claire underwood i love her (idr her character name sorry)

and fhgfiigjfjgfj her immediate reaction to her comrades l o l ‘at least he can punch’ ‘no not him’ 

'his people’ possibly the best line in the movie, i will reblog the posts about it when they get here

diana’s utter heartbreak the whole way through at it not being simple, that she can’t stop and save and help everyone, her in the trenches was rough. 

and then she decides that actually, nah, i am gonna save people. at least these ones.

the SHOT THE SHOT /the/ superhero shot. Her taking her hair down, her turning and being full gear, her climbing up into no man’s land, just... this was a major cry part

aaaand the sniper! Look, Steve looking at the situation, nobody judging mr scotsman for not being able to take the shot, and Steve thinking back to how he saw diana and her people fight, and engineering a situation that he knows she will do well in!! he A) paid close attention to the first fight and B) is without ego catering the situation to aid her to finish the job

i too would stand and applaud and shake her hand lol

tho i /did/ find it weird they were shaking her hand, i thought the double cheek kiss thing would have been more like, accurate. 

side note: i kicked myself, literally, in the cinema for shipping steve and diana so much because i knew how it had to end and yet, there i was, shipping the fuck outta them. That was /before/ he went back into the room with her, when i thought ‘hey maaaaybe they’ll be nice’ but NOPE then that happened and i was ‘they’re doomed.’. 

definitely not /necessary/ but like... occasionally they can be useful. 

also her slowly learning more about her companions as people and finding their value and heart was??? they were traumatised and messes and she found the heart and i love her so much

anyways the scenes in the gala hurt me, tho like, her DRESS, even aside from it being beautiful, it was not sexualised but still made her the person who stood out the most in the whole room, somebody tell male movie makers that colour can achieve what excess cleavage does 5x easier and more effectively than the latter.

 she’s just... she’s really naive about humanity in general, and the narrative doesn’t demonise her for it and she learns and it obviously hurts steve b/c he wants it to be true. he so clearly longs for her way of thinking, but he knows it’s not true, and he knows she’s going to find out and that was a warning to the audience but it still hurt. 

the village :(

i think i’m gonna be perpetually hurt by her reaction when she realised her killing the dude did nothing. Always gonna sting. 

and THE WATCH, the watch ‘he lets order him around’ just a watch. He gives her the watch, of everything, the watch. And she goes on to do what he does, what he believes, she goes on to love like he does, she  does what the watch tells her, kinda. that one kicked me in the feelings. the fucking pocket watch gdi. 

me, the whole way through the movie: don’t kill Chief don’t kill Chief and thank youfor not being awful for once

‘i can save these people but you can save the world, it has to be me’ i’m sobbing friends she can save the fucking world

(side note: steve was treated well and respected for his role in this move but when u swap it, where the man is the hero and the woman is the backup, women rarely get that courtesy, and every man complaining about steve being a sidekick love interest can be /told/ we rarely ever get the amount of respect story wise he was shown.)

she a fucking demi-god babes and she is totally okay with Fratricide so watch the fuck out ~my girl

btw the photo killed me the whole way through just fyi

and i /had/ forgotten till she touched his face on the billboard.

and then my love for bruce way back when at the beginning of the movie hit even higher b/c i now understood exactly HOW much that photo meant to her, and that idiot melodramatic bat dude spent the time tracking down the original photo just to send it to her.

no other motivation, it was, as she said, a choice to be loving. This movie has made me emotional about Bruce and Clark in BVS lol. 

i’m just really choked up about this one i gotta cry a little more nvm