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Pov: ur kon and ur fuckass bf keeps stealing ur shirts

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✨ SUNKISSED ; Dick Grayson ✨

You don’t notice the moment it happens.

Dick freezes—not in a dramatic way, no sudden gasp or dropped glass—just a quiet stillness, like someone catching sight of a painting they never expected to fall for.

You stretch your arms above your head, your shirt tied loosely at the waist, the curve of your side glowing softly in the sunlight. And there—just beneath the edge of your top, tracing the slope of your shoulder like a secret—is the line.

That perfect, sharp contrast between the sun-kissed bronze of your skin and the soft, untouched patch hidden beneath your clothes.

And god—he’s utterly mesmerized.

Not desperate, not restless. Dick Grayson simply knows beauty when he sees it. And this? This is sacred.

He’s watched you all summer, seen the way your skin deepens to gold, felt the heat settle into your bones. But this—this tan line—is a map. A mark of where the sun has claimed you, and where it hasn’t.

And he wants to trace it. With his fingers. With his lips. Slowly, reverently.

You’re talking—something about how hot the sand was, how your lemonade’s too sweet—but his gaze never leaves that line.

“You’re staring,” you say, not looking up from your glass.

He shrugs, voice low and quiet. “Just thinking about how sunlight’s been lucky enough to touch you more than I have.”

You blink, heat blooming in your chest faster than the sun.

He smiles—a soft, boyish curve with something molten beneath. “You glow,” he murmurs. “Even where it doesn’t reach.”

And you understand what he means.

Not just the skin the sunlight missed — the pale, hidden places.

But all of you. The pieces the world sees. And the ones you keep tucked away, quiet and untouched.

Parts he wants to explore, not with hunger, but with quiet wonder.

The uneven light on your skin—the contrast of gold and pale, warmth and shadow—it’s a story told wordlessly, one he’s been waiting to read.

And in that moment, you’re not just the girl beside him.

You are the sun itself.

✨✨Okayy this is my first ever post, soo i hope you guys enjoy it.☀️☀️☀️

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just been thinking about him lately

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don't think I'll ever get over the fact that early 2000s teen heartthrob jesse mccartney voiced dc's eternal golden boy heartthrob richard grayson, like I listen to his first two albums whenever I miss yj nightwing a little extra

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POV: You just saw a clip of your f/o online randomly (it was literally .5 seconds long)

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✦ F/O IMAGINE ✦

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Imagine, coming home after a long day, and he's there - Cooking dinner for you. You smile, and greet him, and he asks about your day. It all fades away, and you end up watching a movie, before grabbing some dessert together.

[Proship/Varients + Basic DNI criteria do not touch. This post is achillean centric, please do not repost or use for gal fictional others.]

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY VENTI!!

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STUPID (SELF)SHIPPING USERBOXES !!!

have fun lol.... it'd be so cool if someone actually did this :-). darkship/proship make your own 🙂‍↕️

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Y/N: Do you know it's possible to reduce the intelligence of a genius?

Penelope: It's impossible.

Spencer: It's not possible.

Y/N: Look

you kiss Spencer on the lips and quickly pull away. Her cheeks turn red and she starts to stutter.

Y/N: Spencer, how long does a plane take from here to the UK?

Spencer: I... uh... I...amm...

Penelope: Wow!

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dickiebird

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YOUR WHAT?!

pairing(s): dick grayson, jason todd, tim drake, stephanie brown, cassandra cain, kyle rayner, wally west, hal jordan x fem! reader.

summary: their reactions to the "current partner" trend.

a/n: mute Cass you are canon in my heart <3

DICK GRAYSON

[You step backwards from the camera, showing off the outfit you'd coordinated with Dick, trying to prevent yourself from bursting into a fit of giggles as you anticipate his reaction.]

"He wanted us to match, isn't my current boyfriend so cute!" You smile as you watch his reaction through the phone screen.

[The camera zooms in on your boyfriend, who immediately stumbles mid-step like you punched him, as his smile drops into a horrified stare.]

"Current???" He gasps, a hand clutching his heart dramatically. "I’ve met your family. I fold your laundry. I shared my dessert with you last night, willingly!"

You brace your hands on your knees, hunched over as you burst into laughter. You go to speak, but Dick's on a roll.

"No. No, no, no. I’m not some temporary man. I’m not a placeholder! I’m..." He sputters, trying to articulate his point as he waves an acussing finger at you "I'm an endgame boyfriend. The endgame boyfriend!"

He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest and turning his back to sulk.

"Aw, is the endgame boyfriend gonna cry?" You hug him from behind, resting your cheek against him.

"Maybe."

[The camera cuts to a sulking Dick, drinking poutily from a mug you bought him earlier that says "#1 Boyfriend." Just managing to pick up his mumbled words.]

"Current boyfriend… ridiculous… I’m soulmate material"

JASON TODD

[You prop your phone up, resting it against your mug to show off your still groggy boyfriend who is currently mid-sip of coffee]

"Breakfast with my current boyfriend."

This instantly catches Jason's attention, making him cough a little as he lowers the mug. "…The current what now?"

"Boyfriend." You beam, as if nothing in the world is wrong.

He squints as you, his coffee long forgotten. "See that's what I thought I heard, current boyfriend, but I must be wrong. What happened to 'ride or die'? What happened to you’re it for me, Jay'? Did I hallucinate all of that?"

"Hon, relax."

But he cuts you off, "No, no, no. See, now I’m wondering if I need to get my duffle bag and my helmet and hit the road. Am I getting replaced? Are you conducting auditions behind my back?"

"Oh, here we go." You mutter under your breath as Jason stands and begins pacing.

"I’m tall, I give the best hugs, I'm rich." He pauses and just when you think he's done he spins to face you. "I read! I literally read books. That's like a dreamboat hobby. What more do you want from me?"

"Babe. It’s a tiktok trend. It’s literally a joke." You giggle.

[You pick up the camera, zooming in on his squinting face as he freezes]

"…I better be the final boyfriend. I swear to God." He grumbles and your heart melts a little.

"You are, honey. You're the last one." You stand, leaning in to kiss him softly.

"Damn right I am. Put that in the caption. Tattoo it on your forehead. I will not be dethroned by some stupid trend." He huffs, but doesn't hesitate to recieve your affection.

TIM DRAKE

[You're leaning against the headboard, Tim resting his face against your stomach, his arms wrapped around your waist as you hold your phone out to the side.]

"Y'all wanted him in more content, so here he is, the current boyfriend."

It takes a few second for your words to register, but when they do he lifts his head to stare at you so quickly he nearly snaps his neck.

"A, wha? ah!" He sputters, his mouth taking even longer to catch on.

"Ah, wha? Lipstick in my Valentino white bag?" You mocked and the glare he threw you was mutinous.

"You're such a bitch."

You raise a brow, "Oh, so we're updating that status to ex-boyfriend?"

"You wouldn't." When you simply stare at him, his face drops a little. tone turning more uncertain, "...would you?"

You let the charade continue for a few more seconds before his deadly puppy eyes do you in and you drop a kiss to his forehead.

"No, baby. Never."

With your confirmation that no, you weren't breaking up with him, the brattiness abruptly returns.

"Ha, knew you didn't have the balls to leave me." He crows, and you roll your eyes, shoving him off you and consequently the bed when he tries to snuggle back into you.

STEPHANIE BROWN

[The video starts selfie style, with you standing behind Steph, still dressed in her fuzzy hello kitty pyjamas, as she pours herself a bowl of cereal.]

"So, here she is, the current girlfriend."

[Stephanie freezes mid-bite, turning to look at the camera in sheer disbelief]

"…Current?" You try not to laugh at her reaction but a few giggles slip out and Steph launches into a tirade.

"CURRENT?! Like I’m a seasonal limited-time offer?! Babe, what is this, a McRib romance?!"

"Would you prefer ‘temporary live-in menace with nice legs’?" you tease.

"Okay first of all, accurate. Second of all, current?! Babe, I’ve already picked our wedding colors. I’ve named our hypothetical cats! I have a whole pinterest board dedicated to our future life together!"

"Steph—"

"CURRENT?!? I'll kick you in the fucking head!" She grouses, forgetting her cereal as she storms off in a dramatic huff.

CASSANDRA CAIN

[You and Cass are cuddled together on the couch surrounded by fluffy pillows and blankets. She smiles softly and leans into your side when she notices the camera.]

"Date night with with my current girlfriend."

You feel the way she stiffens against you and instantly regret your words. The TikTok long forgotten, as you turn your full attention to your girlfriend.

"Hey, love, I didn’t mean it like that. It's a stupid TikTok trend. You’re not just some current flavour of the month, you’re my person. Always."

[Cass blinks, the tiniest smile breaking through her usually serious expression. She reaches out and squeezes your hands softly, before pulling back to sign an "I love you"]

You beam, leaning your forehead against hers, you're stomach erupting into butterflies as you thought about the ring you had hidden inside your pillow.

KYLE RAYNER

[Kyle sits across from you, paintbrush in his hand as he focuses intently on the canvas in front of him.]

"Painting the cats with my current boyfriend, look at him go!" You laughed as he looked up at you with a dopily in love grin, before he registers what you've just said.

"Wait. Current Boyfriend?" His brow furrowed as he put down his brush. "Current boyfriend cause we're gonna get married and then I'll be your husband right? Right?"

He looks like a kicked puppy and you stand, moving around to slide into his lap.

[The phone's discarded on the table but it still records the conversation]

"Yeah, baby, we'll get married." You hum, hokking your arms around his neck.

"Oh, that's good, should I go and get the ring I bought a few months ago then?"

"Kyle?!"

HAL JORDAN

[You’re walking through your apartment, filming, Hal is in the kitchen wearing sweats and an obnoxious tank top that says 'welcome to the gun show.' He's making pancakes while humming something off-key.]

"Fit check with my current boyfriend!"

Hal smirks, turning to face the camera. "Damn right. Look at this—pilot, sexy, short stack master... wait." He squinted, analysing your previous sentence. "Hold on. Back up. Current?"

[You try to keep the camera steady as he turns around fully, eyes squinting like you just told him Batman’s funnier than he is.]

"Current boyfriend?? Excuse me?? I—I live with you. We have two cats together, is that what you're telling our sons I am?"

You practically howl with laughter at his meltdown, "It’s just a trend!"

But it's like he doesn't even hear you, too busy on his warpath. "I fixed the leaky faucet. That’s not ‘current boyfriend’ behavior, that’s husband energy."

[He points dramatically at the pancakes sizzling in the pan.]

"That right there? That’s commitment. That’s ‘I’ll be there in your 80s cutting your meds into quarters’ energy."

[The camera cuts to show you sitting with your face resting against your palm as Hal continues to pace in the background, widly gesticualting.]

"Just a current boyfriend... The betrayal..."

WALLY WEST

[You're sitting on the couch, flipping the camera to show off an unsupecting Wally sitting cross legged on the carpet as he works on constructing the $1000 Lego Millenium Falcon you'd gifted him.]

"Y'all look what a nerd my current boyfriend is."

[Wally pauses. His head turns slowly like a confused golden retriever.]

"...Current?...Current?! Babe. Babe. What do you mean current? Did I miss a breakup?! Are you firing me?! I just bought us matching toothbrushes!”

"Well, technically you are the current one." You tease.

"That makes it sound like there could be a next one! You think you can upgrade from this?" He runs a hand down his body. "Limited edition! No returns!"

"You're right. Nobody wants to take the model back anyway." You snort.

[He clutches his chest like he's been shot, fake-sobbing as he collapses against the carpet.]

"We made a spreadsheet for potential baby names just for fun! What about Wallace junior huh?"

"No child of mine will be named Wallace." You deadpan, humour momentarily forgotten until he suddenly crawls toward you, making it impossible not to laugh.

[He buries his face into your lap, and you burst out laughing, pulling him into a hug while he dramatically clings to you like dead weight.]

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Self shippers with self-esteem issues and deep seeded self worth issues that make it hard for you to believe that your f/o truly loves you, I see you and I love you.

Having these issues doesn't mean you're hard to love or that you're a burden to your f/o. That's what they're here for. They want you and every piece of you, even if you think its too much to handle. They love you, and they will remind you everyday if that's what you need.

Using our f/os to punish ourselves or inflict emotional self harm is a hard habit to break and it may feel like its deserved, but its not. Your f/o doesn't want that. They want to be a light in the dark for you. Please remember when your brain is being cruel to you, your f/o wouldn't say or do those things.

They love you. Now and forever. 🧡

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