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lucylockets · 13 days ago

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Super Love!

summary: a small drabble of you and conner’s relationship as a super and a bat.

pairings: conner kent/kon el x wayne!reader (readers gender is not specified)

warnings: just fluff!

a/n: this is mostly comic based, but there are elements from young justice in here. my first time writing for kon el! requested by anon! dividers by @cafekitsune

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- conner doesn’t always feel seen.

lex never viewed him as a son, but rather a tool. clark and kara are nice, but he often feels like he’s living in their shadows. everytime he tries to help people, one of them always takes over, claiming that they “got it.” he likes ma and pa kent, but conner’s convinced they only look after him because clark asked them to.

- but you? you’re so observant, it’d be impossible for anyone to not feel seen by you.

- you help him without meaning to after he escapes cadmus.

he hates when people walk on eggshells around him, and that’s the exact opposite of what you do. he suspects you simply don’t have the time to consider feelings when you meet him.

“so, you’re the clone?” you ask, your eyebrows slightly raised.

conner grits his teeth. he hates being called that. “my name is conner.”

you seem to have caught on. “(name).” you respond.

- you two clash sometimes. he’s impulsive, whereas you have a plan. he can be rash, whereas you tend to map out your decisions.

- the stubbornness from the two of you can get insane. both in and out of costume.

“(name), i’m literally begging you. please go to the doctor.”

“oh, i’m sorry, conner. is this our stab wound?”

- you meet him outside of costume. you’re the epitome of class, having been raised in the upper class of society. conner is . . . not.

he wears fingerless gloves and a leather jacket that makes you scoff. he annoys you on purpose by stretching out his arms to shove the gloves into your face. you stare back at him unamused. he smirks.

clark thinks you might help conner with social interaction, since you’re no stranger to being in front of cameras and navigating your way through a room full of people.

- even when you two annoy each other endlessly, he never brings up the fact that he hears your heart rate pick up when you’re together. maybe because he’s ignoring how his does too.

he doesn’t know why he wants to fix his hair when he sees you, or why he feels a little warmer in his shirt. he tells himself he enjoys teasing you because you’re fun to pester, but it’s really just because he wants your eyes on him. he needs you to notice him.

- you two spend extra time together and do open up to each other. slowly. you both are guarded people, who don’t show vulnerability with just anyone.

if he gets angry or bothered about his whole situation, being a combination of two people that hate each other, and belonging to neither of them, you sit with him.

“why not talk to clark about this?” you ask gently.

“i don’t want to.” he says, looking away. “i dont think he’d take much notice, anyway. i’m just a problem for him. nothing but a lab experiment.”

it’s silent for a moment before your fingers touch his. carefully. he has space to pull away if he wanted, but he doesn’t. he wouldn’t pull away from you.

“i don’t view you as that.” you tell him. his eyes meet yours, automatically seeing if you’re lying.

you continue, “i mean, i view you as annoying. and a little incompetent. and perhaps slightly-“

“you aren’t helping.” he gives you a look.

you start again. “what i’m trying to say is that i don’t think you should confine yourself to that lab. you’re a lot more than that. to me, at least.”

and for some reason, he feels better.

- both of you understand what it’s like to have expectations that can feel impossible to live up to. you’ve been exposed to the vigilante lifestyle since birth, becoming robin as soon as you could, and then your own name. conner was created to be a weapon, nothing more than another piece in lex’s artillery.

you’ve worked for years to stay outside of batman’s shadow, like how he’s working to stay outside of superman’s.

so you subconsciously stick together. there’s no verbal announcement that you two are close, just the knowing that you both have.

- and when you two do start dating, he’s always racing off to gotham with an excuse.

“slow down, conner, or you’ll get the hiccups,” ma reminds him as he wolfs down his breakfast.

pa looks up from his newspaper, raising his eyebrows. “what’s the big rush, kid?”

“just going to gotham,” conner shrugs. ma smiles at him, which makes him look at his food.

“yeah?” she asks with a knowing look. “why’s that?”

he mumbles a few words about helping out batman and a few things that clark asked him to do. something about the looks ma and pa exchange stops him from his usual arrogance.

- the idea of keeping it out of the cameras doesn’t last long. if you ever get kidnapped because of your status, and you have just wait for someone to get you because you can’t reveal your alter ego, best believe conner is making a show of it.

he’ll carry you in his arms with a cocky look, bragging to journalists. he’ll literally flirt with you while the interview is happening.

“i always have time for my favourite billionaire, even if it means saving them all the time.”

“superboy, is this you announcing a relationship with (name)?”

“can’t confirm nor deny.” he grins. “but i think they’re totally into me.”

- NEVER stops flirting with you. it’s just second nature to him, a reflex.

a mission in a museum? conner looks at you, “i already see a work of art.” tops each one off with a wink.

stopping a robbery? he will announce to the burglars that you’ve already “stolen his heart.”

could literally be in the middle of fighting someone and would say “hey babe, if bring gorgeous was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged.”

- if you ever help him with training, he will turn it into a date.

you put your hand on his back to help him with his stance, and he’ll lean close to you with a grin. “you know, if you want to just skip training for today-“ “shut up.”

during missions, he shows off for you. he does a dodging move that you taught him, and checks if you were watching. “see that, pretty? i was listening to you.” you give him a look, but appear amused, “well done, conner.”

- even though he’s overconfident, he desires approval.

- you two definitely come up with your own moves. your favourite is when you jump off rooftops without looking, knowing that he’ll catch you. he always does.

always says “just fell from heaven?” when he catches you. or another favourite is “can’t stop falling for me, huh?”

- during intimate moments, like the first “i love you”, or sharing vulnerable parts with each other, you don’t call him ‘conner’. you don’t even notice it. but during those times, “kon el” just slips off your tongue. you’ll never know how much it means to him.

- he’s the type of boyfriend to act nonchalant, but will literally not let go of you. when you’re sitting next to him, he has his hand on your arm, thigh, or around your shoulders. his fingers curl around your sleeve like he’s afraid someone’s going to snatch you away.

he hates not being paired with you on missions. if you’re not in his eyesight, there’s a voice in the back of his head nagging him to check on you. his teammates are constantly telling him to stop clogging up the comm line by asking about you.

-lets you stitch your initials into the inside of his jacket. pretends he doesn’t look at them everytime he puts it on and off. DEFINITELY pretends he doesn’t sneakily open it every so often to get a glance.

also has a polaroid of you in the inside pocket of his jacket. he’s stared at it so often that it’s wonder he hasn’t burned holes into it.

- he isn’t huge on pda, but he LOVES sneaky touches. he’ll let his hand wander down just an inch too low when passing you, planting a kiss on your cheek before walking away. during briefings, his fingers will trace your skin under the desk, and nobody is none the wiser.

if you swat his hand away, he’ll keep them to himself for maybe two seconds (if you’re lucky), before reaching out again.

it’s partly because you’re so composed, and he loves being your opposite.

- when he’s in your room, he will jump onto the bed in the most exaggerated way. literally flop onto it backwards. spreads himself out like a starfish.

- can be a massive dork? but the things he’s a dork about aren’t typically ‘nerd’ topics. for instance, he literally knows every part to any car. probably has to restrain himself from opening the hood of the batmobile anytime he’s around it.

he also claims that it’s his “duty” to show you rock bands that aren’t mainstream. he’s probably into metal as well, and will share playlists with you. if you have a record player (bc it’s wayne manor duh) he will ABUSE it. constantly shows you vinyls, because he really believes that his music taste is the best. no questions asked.

- firm believer in he shows you music, you show him films. you have a home theatre, after all. you and him watch a range of action, thriller, and comedies. rom-coms in february, and horrors in october, and of course christmas movies in december.

he’ll watch each one and discuss them with you afterwards. he probably won’t really pay much attention to the ‘cinematography’ or the usage of colours and symbolism, but if you love it, he does too.

- he loves the fact that you’re his friend as well as his girlfriend. he wants to hang out with you! if you hope for a quiet day in, you’re severely disappointed.

when you’re reading, he’ll drape himself around your shoulders, whining about you not paying him attention. you flick his forehead and tell him to be patient, he’ll say “but babe, i’m bored and you’re so pretty!”

- damian is shocked that his sibling is dating a kent.

“first grayson dates a tamaranean, and now you’re dating a half-kryptonian.”

you smile, raising your eyebrows. “and you’re friends with jon.”

he tuts. “that is completely different. i can’t seem to shake him.”

jon is over the moon that his relative is dating damian’s sibling. he claims that means they’re “basically family”. damian rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t seem to protest.

- i can see conner and jason getting along though. it isn’t a loud friendship, or one that people really notice. but it’s there.

- conner takes you to the farm. he wants you to meet ma and pa, and to see the first place he felt somewhat comfortable.

its unpolluted and quiet, which is a stark contrast to gotham. you’re convinced your lungs actually expanded to breathe in more of the clean air.

however, conner spots the slight nose scrunch from you when you smell the cows. he teases you about your lack of skill and experience when you help milk the cows, and walks past you holding fence pieces with a smug look.

when you arrive, martha greets you with a hug before bringing you inside. jonathan gives you silent approval with a nod before offering you tea. the farm has a certain coziness that wayne manor can sometimes lack.

- when you two lay together, he will grumble when you out your arm around him, but he’ll tuck himself into you. he isn’t as loud during those moments. he isn’t making a cocky remark. he likes to just soak in the moment of being next to you, knowing that you care about him.

- he doesn’t know how he got here, or what he did to deserve you, but he knows he doesn’t want to leave. he’d go up against anyone, as long as you were on his side.

#conner kent #conner kent x reader #kon el kent #kon el x reader #superboy #superboy x reader #bat!reader #fluff #conner kent fluff #dcu #batsis!reader #ma kent #martha kent #pa kent #jonathan kent #conner kent fanfic

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lucylockets · 15 days ago

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I, like many others, am obsessed with your Batman x Mrs. Wayne fic, would you ever consider continuing it?

haha thank you so much ❤️ a couple of people have asked for a part 2, so that is definitely in the works. the actual identity reveal scene might be a little small, but i’m thinking of making the majority of the fic set at the manor where everyone meets everyone

i have a few works in progress right now, so i’ll probably post a master list soon to make it a bit more organised

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lucylockets · 15 days ago

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There's really no specifics, just wanted to see how you'd write batsis!reader x Kon since the Wally one was really good :') go crazy with it

okay sounds good! working on it rn ❤️

i can add you to a tag list if you want to message me your user (i won’t post it obviously)

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lucylockets · 15 days ago

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Love how you write batsis reader :') are you open to writing for Kon el?

thank you so much! and yes I am!! i love kon el (specifically 90s kon el where he actually has a personality lmao) and i really hope he features if james gunn makes a superman sequel!

let me know if there’s a specific trope you want, and if you specifically want bat!reader, or any other reader and i’ll start working on it!

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lucylockets · 18 days ago

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The Bat is in love! … with Mrs. Wayne?

summary: in which the Justice League notice that Batman is infatuated with Bruce Wayne’s wife, and need to help him get over her (impossible)

pairing: husband!bruce wayne/batman x wife!reader

warnings: none? maybe mentions of slight violence. fluff.

a/n: inspired by this fic by @ilianasbruce

dividers by: @saradika-graphics and @cafekitsune

MASTERLIST

it started when batman and superman were at the watchtower together.

they were doing their own work silently, at opposite ends of the table.

superman was pretending that he wasn’t secretly writing an article for the daily planet that was due within the week (that he had completely forgotten about), and batman was pretending that he wasn’t secretly texting his wife under the table.

bruce: how is the opera, my love? i’m sorry i couldn’t be there, the league has demands.

a lie. he just had a headache earlier and felt like jumping out of a window at the thought of having to put on a smile for the folk and sit through an opera. he did feel guilty about you being on your own, though.

you: it’s alright. i actually know some people here, and they aren’t all bad, bruce.

bruce: you say that now, but wait until they each give you a rundown on each car in their garage.

you: like how you give me a rundown on each gadget you come up with in the batcave?

bruce: that’s different.

you: of course it is. i actually like listening to you.

the familiar ‘ping!’ of one of batman’s gadgets interrupted the silence.

superman looked up, eager to be doing something other than whatever paper in front of him that he wasn’t even focusing on.

“what is that?” his words came out immediately, and before batman could answer, he was speaking again. “robbery? alien invasion?”

“Poison Ivy in Gotham.” Batman is already standing, beginning his exit of the watchtower. Superman follows him.

“Can I come? Please?”

Batman turns, looking at him. “What?”

“It’s boring in here!” Superman gestures around. “And if I’m on my own it’ll be even more boring. C’mon, Batman, I can help you.”

Batman considers it for a moment before sighing. “Fine. But we’re going in the Batmobile.”

“But I can-“

“You are not flying me there, Superman.”

A few minutes later, they’re in the opera hall. Ivy seems to have taken over the stage, giving a speech on ways for the average person to decrease their carbon footprint.

Batman can see a few different people caught between her weeds. Long, thick plants have people in their grip. He scans the room quickly for you, breathing a silent sigh of relief when he sees that you are not captured, but instead just huddled in the corner with a group of others.

Superman doesn’t notice the way that Batman isn’t looking at Ivy, and begins his attack. Batman quickly follows. After a swift battle (turns out having Superman as an ally cuts down on battle time), Ivy is restrained and authorities arrive. The two start on recovering civilians before they both encounter you.

You’re comforting one of the women that was tangled in the weeds. You’re sitting beside her, nodding as she talked. You recognise the familiar pair of boots coming from the side of you. Your head lifts up slightly as you catch sight of the two men.

“Are you alright, Mrs. Wayne?” Superman speaks first, the familiar concern he has for everyone clear in his voice and expression. He recognises you from articles, and he’s heard enough from Cat Grant at the Daily Planet to know you’re married to Bruce Wayne.

“Yes, I’m fine,” you answer with a small smile. Your eyes move to Batman. “Thank you.”

Superman gives Batman a side glance as he hears Batmans heart skip a beat when you smile at him. He tries to not to make his suspicion obvious. However, he turns a little when he hears that Batmans heartbeat is now quicker than it had been five minutes ago.

However, nothing on Batmans mostly covered face gave away any feelings. He just nodded and said a quick: “Stay safe, ma’am.”

And Superman didn’t bring it up again. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. A heart skip doesn’t always mean feelings of infatuation, right?

The second time is with Flash and Green Lantern.

Batman is a stark contrast to the pair. Barry and Hal are close friends, and joke around when put together. Bruce will sigh, and tell them to be quiet, and then Barry tries to be serious, but Hal will mutter a sarcastic comment that makes him start laughing again and the cycle repeats.

So Batman is already tense from working with the two.

They’re investigating a case together, and encounter you somehow. (sorry that’s so vague i literally cannot think of a specific scenario here to save my life)

Flash asks you a few questions if you’ve seen or heard anything suspicious, and you shake your head and answer. Barry notices Batmans shoulders softening a little beside him.

It isn’t hugely noticeable, but Barry senses it. Batmans shoulders loose some of their tension as he talks to you, this civilian. And when Hal opens his mouth to make an implying comment, he tenses right back up again.

Barry’s eyes narrow. It isn’t often that the Bat actually feels emotions, so when he does, his friends take an interest.

On the way back, Barry nudges Hal.

“Hey, you notice the way Bats was acting around that woman earlier?” He whispers so the third man in front of them doesn’t hear.

“You mean that really hot one? Who wouldn’t act like that around her? Did you see her, Bar?”

Barry gives him a look, “yeah, but this is Batman. Brooding, stays-in-the-shadows, feels-nothing-but-rage-24/7, Batman.”

Hal ponders before shrugging. “I don’t know, maybe Spooky’s changed. Never underestimate the power of a beautiful woman, Barry.”

Barry thinks. “She looked kinda familiar, didn’t she? I can’t think of where I’ve seen her before.”

And when they see that the familiar face they were talking to was Bruce Wayne’s wife, they give each other an alarmed look before looking at Batman from across the room.

The third time was with Oliver goddamn Queen.

A charity gala. Bruce couldn’t go because he had intel that Scarecrow was planning on infiltrating the building while everyone was distracted, something about wanting to ‘test out a new gas’, and he had to be on watch as Batman for the evening.

You, however, decided to go. You had a nice dress and were getting close to some of the women there your age. It was nice to not be a total stranger in the room anymore.

So, as you filtered around the room, you met Oliver Queen. He sometimes teases Bruce on purpose by asking for a dance with you at other galas, but without Bruce he was simply a friend to enjoy a chat with.

When Scarecrow did burst in, you actually had been dancing with Oliver. A friendly turn around the room like the others were doing. By the time Batman had taken him down, and everyone emerged from the corners or hidden rooms, Oliver checked to see if you were okay. Lord knows Bruce would probably blame him if anything happened to you.

You were fine, thank God. Oliver’s sentence was interrupted by the Bat himself.

“Was anybody harmed?” the gruff voice asked, his gaze trying not to linger on you for too long.

“I don’t think so,” you replied. Oliver looked at Batman with a certain questioning that nobody seemed to notice.

“Good.” Batman was silent for a moment before speaking again. “Perhaps you all should start making your ways home. Scarecrow might return, or someone worse.”

You don’t miss a beat. “It’s a good thing we have someone like you to protect us, Batman.”

“Only a fool wouldn’t protect you, ma’am.”

Oliver blinked. Is Batman . . . flirting? With a married woman? Also, was that sentence a sneaky diss on him?

and Oliver could’ve sworn on his entire fortune that Batman’s lips were almost in a grin during his next sentence.

“Your husband is probably waiting on you, Mrs. Wayne.”

Oliver raised his eyebrows at your response. You laughed a little under your breath before speaking, “probably. I wouldn’t want to keep him up.”

Oliver looks between you and Batman. Perhaps he’s imagining things. You turn to him as if you’ve just remembered that he’s still there.

“Oliver, you have a safe way home, right?”

“Yeah, I’ll call my driver.”

He doesn’t bring it up the next time he sees Batman as Green Arrow. Batman doesn’t speak of it either. But his eyes narrow a little at the Bats whenever Bruce Wayne or his wife is mentioned.

Eventually, it comes up in conversation when Batman isn’t there.

They’re in the common room, and Diana is flipping through the newspaper. She’s on a page that features a picture of you at the latest event with a description of your outfit beside it. Beside her, Hal recognises you.

“Hey, Flash,” he begins, stabbing the page with his finger. “Isn’t that who we were talking to a couple days earlier?”

Barry is behind the couch in a second, nodding. “Yeah, we asked her a couple questions with Batman.” He looks up a takes a quick glance to see if anyone’s expression changes. “He seemed . . . different around her.”

Clark closes the book in his hand with a loud snap, looking at the three on the couch.

“You’ve noticed too?”

Hal laughs, “that Bats has the hots for a married woman? Yeah.”

Diana frowns a little. “That is unlike Batman. He’s known for his self-restraint. It doesn’t seem likely he would harbour a liking for someone else’s wife, especially Bruce Wayne’s. Doesn’t Wayne sponsor him or something?”

Oliver joins in. “Wonder Woman, you haven’t seen him with her. I mean, it was only a few seconds but he was a totally different person.”

“How so?” Diana asked curiously.

“He . . . relaxed a little.”

She raised her eyebrows. Barry cut in.

“Wonder, you need to see it to understand it. It’s like no one else even enters his mind when he’s looking at her. I think everything else sorta faded away, you know?”

“Like in those rom-coms I’ve been shown?” She suggests.

“Yeah!”

Clark thinks for a moment, wondering what to do to help his obviously hopeless friend. How do you break the news to an emotionally constipated Bat that he has to squash his feelings before anything terrible happens?

So, they organise an intervention. A very unorganised organised intervention.

Your name gets mentioned during a briefing. About how you could be potential target for a kidnapping due to your status.

Hal’s mouth works quicker than his mind.

“What about Bruce Wayne?”

“What about Bruce Wayne?” Batman asks in his low voice, his back still turned to the team.

“Just saying, he’s probably a potential target too, right?” Green Lantern points out. “He’s her husband, after all.”

Batman turns. They all seem to be looking for his reaction.

“Right, I was just getting to that.” He says stiffly. “So I think until Joker is tracked down again, a pair of eyes should be on them. Since Gotham is my city, I can-“

“Ohhhh, hold on,” Flash says, leaning forward. “Central City has been very quiet lately, so I’m free too.”

Wonder Woman joins in. “I’m interested too. I think the more people, the quicker we could get this done.”

Batman blinks. “Why the sudden interest in Gotham from you two?”

They both shrug, mumbling incoherent words that overlap each other. Something about “new environments” and “change of pace”.

Green Arrow smirks. “I wouldn’t mind accompanying. (Name) and her husband should get all the protection they can get.”

Batman isn’t showing it, but he’s confused. Less members have volunteered themselves for prison breaks. Why are three other members wanting to go to Gotham for an unconfirmed threat? And why do they keep looking at him like that?

“Yes,” Superman clears his throat. “Mrs (Name) is a kind woman who shouldn’t be in danger. And Bruce Wayne is similar in nature. He is valuable to Gotham City.”

Batman prepared his disliking-Bruce-Wayne act with practised ease. “Bruce Wayne is a spoiled idiot.”

“Of course you think that.” Green Lantern mutters with a smug smirk. Flash nudges him.

“What do you mean?” Batman asks, and Hal practically explodes.

“We know you’re attracted to (Name) Wayne!” He says, making Barry cover his eyes with his hands. Not how the conversation was supposed to go.

“Excuse me?” Batman is -frankly- appalled. Hal grimaces, instantly reminded of who exactly he’s talking to.

“You’re, uh . . .” he splutters before quickly mumbling, “you’re in love with (name).” He gains some of his confidence, and straightens up again, “and you were about to let Bruce Wayne get kidnapped, so you could swoop in and seduce her!” He tops it all off with hand gestures of the supposed ‘swooping’.

Batmans gaze sweeps the table. Nobody meets his eye except Diana, who just seems to be staring at him for his response. A few of them have to stop themselves from laughing at the idea of Batman ‘seducing’ someone.

“And what exactly gave you that idea?”

Barry is filled with a newfound confidence. “Oh, c’mon Bats, a blind man would see how you act around her!” He smirked a little. “You went a little . . . soft.”

Green Arrow snorts. “Sometimes I think you’re only protecting Gotham because she’s in it.”

Batman thinks. Has he been that transparent? He’s always careful about his expressions and body reactions. Maybe he is getting soft. He obviously didn’t take enough care.

A fleeting image passes his mind, where he declares his love for you to the team. How could he not show you off? He would love to tell them that you were with him.

But, of course, he doesn’t do that. He just blinks.

“I am not in love with (name), that’s ridiculous.” He scoffs. “Number one, I don’t fall in love with anyone. Number two, she’s married, so I think that means she’s out of the dating pool.”

Not one face looking back at him looks convinced.

However, a cold stare and a swift change of topic ensured that nobody tries to start the conversation again.

They do, however, take a bigger interest in Gotham nowadays. Whenever a mission includes you somehow, there’s always one of them volunteering to go. They all think that distance will make sure Batman goes back to his cold and steely ways of not having a crush on anyone’s wife.

Bruce crawls under the covers with a small groan, shuffling next to you. His arms go around your warm body as he rests his face near yours. He’s desperate to soak up your warmth after being out in the cold all night.

“Long night?” you ask, your voice still quiet from sleep.

“Long day,” he responds, tucking himself into you. You keep your arms around him. “The League accused Batman of being attracted to Bruce Wayne’s wife today.”

It takes you a moment to realise what he’s talking about. You breathe out a laugh. “Is Batman not in love with me?”

Bruce grins against your skin. “He might be.” He murmurs. “Just a little, though.”

You raise your eyebrows, turning to look at Bruce. “Does Batman know I’m married? And that I’m very loyal to my husband?”

“Oh, yes,” he responded, and sits up a little. he pressed his forehead to yours. “and Batman knows that there’s nobody else on this earth that loves you more than I do.”

You smile, your fingers in his hair now. he leans closer to press his lips to yours, an action that you return. Bruce keeps himself against you for a long time. He likes falling asleep with you in his arms. He likes feeling like the protector.

It’s why he needs to sleep on the side of the bed closest to the door. It’s why he needs to know where you are each night. It’s why he needs to know you’re safe. And if your safety comes along with each League member giving him looks because they think he’s harbouring a crush for another man’s wife, then so be it.

He’d do anything for you, anyway.

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lucylockets · 2 months ago

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(whispers) what about wally west x batsis!reader

dividers made by: @cafekitsune

pairings: wally west x fem!batsis!reader (and other members of the batfamily)

a/n: inbox is open if anyone has any requests!

MASTERLIST

batsis, who starts dating wally a couple of months after working with him. wayne’s know what they want, and they don’t wait around for it.

wally’s ecstatic. he’s seen her long before meeting her, of course. she’s on the covers of magazines, articles are written about her newest outfits, and there’s always some new pictures of her uploaded.

wally thinks she’s beautiful. yeah, he’s flirted with pretty girls before, but she isn’t comparable to anyone he’s ever met. he can hardly believe that this gorgeous girl wants to be with him. actually wants to be in his company.

they keep the relationship private for the first few months. not exactly a secret, she’s just not declaring it in interviews. she wants something to herself for once in her very public life. he’s telling everyone he knows with a proud smile.

they’re spotted one day. a picture taken of her kissing his cheek goodbye after a day together and is uploaded. articles the next day, ‘Gothams Princess is dating . . . who exactly?’

she finds him one morning, looking at the article on his phone with a worried expression. she comes up behind him, wrapping her arms around his bare torso, her face resting on the back of his shoulder blade.

“what are you looking at?” she mumbled, looking around his arm to peek at his phone before scoffing and returning to his back. “don’t bother with those silly things.”

“but what if-“ “doesn’t matter.” she cuts him off with a small yawn. wally doesn’t look convinced.

“you’re not even a little bit curious as to what they’re saying about us?” she shook her head without thought. “i stopped reading anything to do with me years ago. even if the article is nice, it isn’t good for anyone to read about themselves.”

wally huffed, putting his phone down. “i hate when you sound smart.”

she just smiled, pressing kisses to his shoulder. “another smart suggestion from me is us going back to bed.”

wally west, who accompanies her to a gala when asked. he declined at first, but then she sighed.

“alright then. i just asked because one of the sons of bruce’s business partners is always asking me to dance. i sort of wanted to show you off.”

that’s all it took to convince him.

and now he finds himself in a new suit, in a room with some of the richest people in gotham. a group of older ladies are cooing at him, touching his hair and saying how “precious” and “interesting” red-heads are.

his shoulders sag in relief as an arm links with his, and he sees reader at his side. she smiles at the ladies. one of them lowers her champagne glass to talk to her.

“(name) wayne! i didn’t know you went for red-heads.”

she laughs. she seems at ease, but wally can feel her fingers gripping his arm just a little tighter. “well, i suppose i just couldn’t resist this one.”

wally smiles to himself and barely registers her tugging him away after giving the ladies one last smile. he looks at her with a lazy smirk.

“couldn’t resist me, huh?” “shut up or i’ll kick you out.” wally just smiles.

wally west, who will just have a dreamy look on his face when reader is scolding him. it might just be a little petty thing that she’s annoyed over, but wally will listen to her with his hand under his chin thinking “she’s giving out to me. it’s me who she chose to give out to. she’s so amazing. she’s cute when she’s angry. it’s kinda hot.”

wally west, who knows he’s a goner pretty early. he has the wedding playlist made before half a year together. probably has kids names picked out too.

reader, who just lets him talk. it isn’t uncommon to find them together, her doing a menial task while he chats her ear off. wally thinks she’s ignoring him, and just letting him get it out, but then she’ll reference something he said at a later time.

like one time he was yapping about the differences between the different fast food restaurants, and thought that she had forgotten about the whole thing. but later that week, when dick suggests going to BatBurger for food, she shakes her head and says “wally prefers Chicken Whizee. he was telling me about it earlier.”

wally’s heart probably jumps, and he goes red at the smirk that dick gives him.

wally west, who probably had a million and one pictures of her in his camera roll. pictures of times where nobody else sees her, just him. her in her pyjamas with her hair in curlers. a mirror picture of them both in matching face masks. her in the morning with her hair messy and mascara smudged. her asleep on his shoulder.

he doesn’t post those. they’re for him to smile at and fall in love with even more every-time he sees them.

he does post her non-stop though. candid photos of her smiling or laughing. the captions are 100% the cringiest lines ever.

‘she must be the flash because she makes my heart speed’ ‘partner in (fighting) crime’ ‘the peanut butter to my jelly’

and everytime dick will be in the comments like “caption makes absolutely no sense walls”

she’ll post him too. on her public account, it’ll be more proper pictures of them together. anniversary pictures with hearts. most of the comments are happy for them, and every so often they’ll be a guy (or girl) burning with jealousy.

but on her private with just her friends and family, it’ll be pictures of him passed out on the couch with his costume still on, or eating cereal together in bed (i do not recommend btw)

and i can totally see dick posting one of those pictures of the three of them where wally and reader are kissing in the background while dick is just standing there. the caption: ‘when you literally introduced them to each other and end up third wheeling’

wally west, who will spam her phone with those videos of animals together with the caption “us ❤️” with messages declaring love and she’ll just respond with “ok.”

wally west, who quotes shows at her all the time. they watch friends together? now he’s constantly saying that she’s his lobster. parks and recreation? now the line “i love you and i like you,” is a common phrase said by him. jerry maguire? he’s now always saying “you complete me,” while doing the hand motions. he practically glows when she does it back.

he’ll sing love songs to her in the kitchen together, and smile when she sings back.

wally west, who brings batsis to his house for christmas. she meets his mom, uncles, aunts, and cousins (she probably already knows barry and iris).

he’s a bit nervous about showing her his modest house that he grew up in. “it’s not much compared to wayne manor-“ but she just takes one look at the warm lights and the people who are so comfortable in each others company that she just smiles and says “it’s amazing.”

she tried to help mary with some cooking, but she’s never made a meal bigger than grilled cheese before because of alfred, so mary gives her small tasks to do like stirring.

she shows reader how to line pastry, and she just copies mary’s movements. it’s a pretty good bonding experience.

wally west, who loves summer with her. he especially loves beach days and pool parties. he’ll shake like a dog after coming out of the water, spraying her despite her protests. if she’s reluctant to go in the water, he’ll literally toss her over his shoulder and drop her in (and then make up for it with kisses). his fingers will playfully toy with her bikini straps before she smacks his hand away.

and if she steps out in a red and yellow bikini? his brain short circuits. they end up 30 minutes late to the function.

wally west, who loves annoying her. when he asks her on a date while they’re in the relationship, and she says yes, he’ll immediately say “chat is this rizz?” to nobody.

a second after every kiss he’ll say “that was awesome sauce,” or “chat clip that.”

if they’re on a mission together and encounter bad guys, he’ll say “are we cooked?”. she’ll repeat “what does that mean?” while he’s just saying “i didn’t know bad guys were invited to the function,” or “no cap, we’re gonna mog these guys.”

wally west, who calls her every nickname under the sun. she has to check sometimes that he still remembers her name because of how little he actually calls her it.

the normal ones are okay. i can see him being a massive “babe”/“baby” guy. he also sometimes greets you with a “hey gorgeous,” or “hi beautiful,”

it’s the weird ones that he uses to tease. he’ll jump onto the couch beside her, giving a loud smooch to her cheek with a “hey sweet cheeks.” or he’ll put his head in her lap, grinning up at her before saying “what’s up honey bunches?”.

he ABUSES the line “what’s cookin’ good lookin’?”

wally west, who’ll sit in her space happily.

he’ll make himself comfortable in her bed with the floral bedsheets, setting down onto the silk pillow cases. he watches her do her skincare, and won’t protest if she dabs a bit of moisturiser on his face. if she asks to do a spa day with him, he’ll already have the headband pushing his short fringe up. he’ll watch her with stars in his eyes as she puts those under eye things on him.

wally west, who gets her siblings to come around to him. eventually.

dick was no problem, obviously. he was ecstatic to see his best friend and sister together (though he did threaten wally by reminding him how much he likes having kneecaps)

jason might be a little more difficult. he’s protective of the things he loves after loosing so much. wally respects that. he’ll give jason a casual compliment disguised as a passing remark if they pass each other, with a beaming smile on his face. jason will hum a little, and wally takes this as acceptance.

“you’re like a brother to me, jason.” “don’t push it, west.” “noted.”

tim was alright too. wally paid bart to really talk him up (subtly, of course). they were able to bond over niche video games. wally’s also pretty good at science, specifically physics, so they work together sometimes.

cass wasn’t hard either. reader brought wally to one of her ballet shows, and they gave her a bouquet of flowers after. wally congratulated her.

“i normally don’t have the patience for these things, but you were amazing up there.” and cass smiles and thanks him.

his mouth runs a million miles a minute, while cass rarely talks. he notices that she sometimes uses hand gestures to communicate, so he learns some of the common ones she uses. she’s able to read his body language when he’s around reader, and she can tell by the way he’s always turning to her that he likes her very much. wally gains cass’ approval to date her sister.

wally’s convinced that damian still hates him. reader claims that damian just doesn’t know how to show that he likes someone, but wally thinks that the narrowed eyes he gets from across the table every dinner is a sign in the opposite direction.

first time wally was at dinner, damian made a show of the sword on his side, patting it every so often. he also managed to mention that he knew how to gut a person, and wouldn’t mind some extra practise.

reader tuts at damian and tell him to stop, but he’ll just tilt his head up and claim that he’s making sure that wally is “worthy of someone at your level.”

wally west, who traces her scars with care. he’ll slow down for her. in fact, he likes it when their time is slow. lying on either the bed or couch, bodies together. his warm hands will slip under her shirt to feel her skin, his fingertips gently running along the scars from her years of being a vigilante.

his expression doesn’t change. it doesn’t form into one of discomfort, or confusion. his eyes don’t avert awkwardly. he’ll just kiss her shoulder and murmur words of adoration.

if she ever begins to feel unsure of her body or dislike, he’ll be there for kiss every inch of her skin, whispering words of praise and love.

wally west, who during the night, will hold reader close. his arms will be around her torso while hers are around his shoulders. he kisses under her jaw, saying “i love you,” quietly.

he prays she can’t hear his racing heart when she murmurs “i love you too,” into his hair.

#batsis!reader #dcu #wally west x reader #dick grayson #wally west #wally west x you #wally west x batsis #wally west x batsis!reader #batfam #the flash #kid flash #wally west fluff #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne

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oh nothing just thinking about mark grayson x super!reader.

MASTERLIST

super!reader, who is involved in her community. she uses her strength and flight to help build homeless shelters. she volunteers at soup kitchens. saves residents from burning buildings. helps old ladies cross the road. saves cats from trees. carries endangered animals away from hunting grounds. she turned the colours blue and red into a sign of hope, trust, and protection.

super!reader, who knows omniman before mark gets his powers.

super!reader, who enjoys omnimans company. sure, the man is a little grumpy and a bit . . . intense. but he’s the only one who she knows that understands missing their home planet. she talks to him about Krypton, and he listens. he talks to her about Viltrum, and she listens. she noticed that he seems very passionate about the planet, but doesn’t judge. she pins it as repressed homesickness.

super!reader, who points out they both have red capes with a certain excitement, like a child fitting in with the cool kids. nolan decides to keep her around. perhaps she’d swear loyalty to viltrum soon and help him with his mission.

she isn’t a member of the Teen Team, or Fight Force, and wants to keep it that way. she helps out when needed, of course. sometimes she’ll take care of matters on other planets for Cecil, but she doesn’t work for the GDA. nolan respects that.

there’s a few things they disagree about. super!reader has a strict ‘no-kill rule’. nolan doesn’t. she purses her lips as she watches nolan kill thousands of Flaxans.

“you realise they would just return to earth to kill even more humans?”

(insert big sigh) “but what if we set up a rehabilitation centre on their planet?”

“either put that laser vision to good use kid, or lift those buildings out of the way for me.”

super!reader, who is invited to the grayson house for dinner, and she accepts because she doesn’t have any family of her own (except for Krypto), and often struggles with domestic tasks.

super!reader, who loves helping debbie with dinner. she really likes the woman, and wants to be a good guest. except, she often forgets her own strength. after debbie cleaned up one too many smashed plates, she assigned super!reader to the job of setting the utensils on the table. she had to hide the forks she accidentally bent in half from debbie or else be banned from the kitchen forever.

mark grayson, who first meets super!reader at dinner. his dad came into the house, still in his suit, but this time had a girl hovering at his shoulder. literally hovering. she greets him with a kind smile and he instantly becomes awkward.

“so . . . uh, hi. I’m Mark.” He holds out his hand. Nolan blinks. Debbie smiles to herself.

“I’m (name).” She shakes his hand. Mark blushes at the skin contact.

“You can sit next to me.” He says far too quickly. He adds on: “if you want.”

mark grayson, who goes red when nolan expresses worries to super!reader about mark not developing powers, because why is his dad embarrassing him in front of the pretty girl?

he gives her a “thank you,” when she dismisses nolan’s worries with a laugh and a small hand wave. she claims there’s nothing to worry about. nolan’s eyes narrow, but he doesn’t speak about it anymore. she doesn’t actually have any qualifications to say that, but for some reason, her words seem to be took as the truth.

mark grayson, who practically wills himself to get powers sooner so he can join you and his dad (and impress you).

super!reader, who is excited for mark to get his powers. she looks forward to mark joining her and nolan on missions, and their hangouts will become so much more fun!

when mark does get his powers, he, super!reader, and krypto fly around the garden, playing catch with the dog.

mark loves krypto. debbie denied every request for a dog when he was younger, claiming that the animal would end up her responsibility and just add to her plate. so, krypto comes along with you. he’s a pretty friendly dog, but obviously especially loves superheroes a little more, because he flies excited circles around mark whenever he sees him.

mark grayson, who talks to super!reader about Seance Dog, and shows her the comics. he worries about her viewing him as a complete nerd, and she does tease him, but she listens to him talk. krypto took great interest in the hero dog, and seemed to become jealous whenever mark praised the character.

one time, super!reader found krypto in marks room, with ripped pieces of the comic around him, looking quite pleased with himself (if dogs can look like that). she had to fly across five states to get that issue and replace it before mark saw.

(she has to reassure krypto that he’s the only hero dog in her heart. she asks mark to tell him the same. he does.)

super!reader, who is asked by nolan to help with marks training. she helps mark with his flying, and is much kinder than his father while guiding him through the air. she jokes that she’s ready to catch him if he falls. mark laughs, but is secretly imagining it.

and one day, on some mission, she does catch him. he’s in her arms, bridal style, and she’s smirking at him. he goes red, and mumbles something about how he was “just about to catch himself.” she laughs. he’s never noticed how . . . firm her arms were before, but now he can feel them. after that, he has to make an effort to not stare at her arms for too long.

even though she’s helping nolan train mark, viltrumites can be different to kryptonians so she’s quiet for some parts. she laughs behind her hand as nolan asks mark to hit him and mark misses. mark punches her in the shoulder, and she gasps at the power which was able to send her away a few meters. she retaliates by sending him into the atmosphere. (all in good fun of course) (nolan gave them both a lecture on “professional and mature usage of powers.”)

super!reader, who likes her newfound trio of superhero’s. she laughs about their costumes. about how hers is red and blue, nolan’s is red, and marks is blue. she likes their matching colours, even if they’re different shades. because those colours mean something to her.

mark grayson, who asks super!reader about Krypton. what it’s like, if she misses it, the people, the customs, the language. she answers all his questions with a twinge of sadness and longing.

super!reader, who mutters and mumbles under her breath in kryptonian, and then looks up at mark as if expecting him to respond or nod at what she just said. mark blinks back at her and gives her a slow thumbs-up, hoping that it’s appropriate for whatever she just said.

super!reader, who over pronounces some words and has a discreet accent in her voice. mark loves it. he notices it and can’t quite place it to any country. he imitates her one day as a tease, but instantly regrets it when he sees her shoulders fall and she becomes quiet. she’s gifted to a million apologies from him, and now he only ever encourages her to talk because he “likes hearing her voice.”

super!reader, who scribbles notes to mark and nolan. they’re mostly updates on any long term missions, or sometimes notes of gratitude to debbie. except, her handwriting is the messiest any of them has ever seen and a lot of words are just simply indistinguishable. mark sneaks them into his pockets and keeps them.

super!reader, who tunes into marks heartbeat when the night goes quiet. she doesn’t know why it brings her a sense of calm to hear the steady thumping, but it does, so she doesn’t complain.

super!reader, who instantly bonds with atom eve at first meeting. she immediately loves the girl, as she’s her first female friend. she marvels at her powers, and atom eve marvels at super!readers. sometimes atom eve will construct a heavy object (like a car) and super!reader will bench it. it gives them a both a chance to show off.

one time super!reader asked nolan for a penny. he was confused, but handed her one anyway. she thanked him before excitedly pressing it into atom eves hand. she watched in awe as atom eve changed the faces into the different people she called out.

super!reader and atom eve, who whisper and giggle to each other over nonsense while mark rolls his eyes and mutters “girls . . .” under his breath.

mark grayson, who basks in the praise that super!reader gives him when he shows her his costume for the first time. she compliments the ‘i’ on it. he thanked her, but doesn’t admit that he took inspiration from the ‘S’ on her suit.

he does tell her eventually. months later, when they’re sitting on a rooftop somewhere. she smiles and says, “that’s flattering, but I didn’t choose the ‘S’ because of my name.”

he gives her a confused look and asks what it means then. she looks at the sky for a moment and replies, “on my planet, it means ‘hope.”

and that’s what she’s provided him with. that’s what she’s provided Earth with. and he couldn’t be more grateful.

#invincible #mark grayson #mark grayson x reader #super!#super!reader #nolan grayson #debbie grayson #fanfic #drabble #atom eve #omni man #samantha eve wilkins #mark grayson x you #mark grayson fanfic

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