just anything

Superman:

Clark Kent/ Superman

Conner Kent

Lois Lane

Lex Luther

Other dc:

Wally West

Berry Allen

Impuls

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Marvel:

( click here for marvel-masterlist)

Joaquin Torres

Sam Willson

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Loki

Erik Lensherr / Magneto

Logan Howlett / Wolverin

Remy Lebeau

Charles Xavier

Jean Gray

Emma Frost

Rouge

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Bob Reynolds

John Walker

Other Fandoms:

(click here for my other fandom-masterlist)

Star wars

Star trek

One piece

Fnaf

Creepy pasta

(if you want a certain charackter who isn't on the list just ask :) )

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Rules and stuff:

don't make a request if one of my listed no-no's are in that request

ask beforehand if i am okay with writing something which is not listed on my no-nos or what I write list

What I write:

Fluff, smut, angst

smut: dom-sub dynamics, rough but still in an rage I'm comorftabel with, breeding, gay and lesbian and other dynamics if wished, just ask if there is something specific please.

One shots ( to scared to make a whole 100k fic rn)

Manly x reader fics but is you have a certian wish just ask

by request i will write fem!- or male!Reader, other than that i try to write as gn as possible and so on

specific scenarios I have in my head or you give me

My no-no's:

Rape

non-con

incest

anything underage ( all the charackters are aged-up)

hardcore bdsm ( knife-playe usw...)

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Bruce:

He didn’t know what happened, he only knew that you were currently sleeping like a stone in his arms, and that nothing could wake you. And all this just because of Ivy.

She dosed you with something and now you couldn’t wake up, he felt helpless. Nothing worked and the results from the poison wasn’t also very helpful.

After he arrived with you in the cave he placed you gently on the couche he got just for you.

You weren't even supposed to get into the fight, you were there to drive the boatmobile when he needed to get out. But somehow ivy got to you, and now here you were. Sleeping like a rock.

He placed a soft kiss on your temple before he went to change quickly. When he returned you were still asleep, Alfred was by your side and checked your vitals for any changes.

"Master Bruce, nothing has changed, she is alright so far." Alfred stated, Bruce went back to your side and looked at your sleeping figure. He was worried, what if you would never wake up. He needed you, your are his salvation, the reason he keeps going.

He leaned down and kissed your soft lips. A small tear leaving his eye, he wouldn’t be ready to let you go.

Suddenly there was a change in your breathing, it wasn’t steady anymore, and you took a deep breath. As if you weren't breathing the whole time.

"What happened?" you asked your voice weak from the poison.

"it seems as if your kiss a woke her Master Bruce." Alfred stated matter of factly, "Dear Ivy dosed you with something, I couldn’t figure out what it was. You were in a deep sleep and nothing could wake you." he said placing a hand gently on your cheek, his distress evident in his face.

"Well you did wake me with a kiss it seems. Sleeping beauty was right only the one true loves kiss could wake someone." a small smile now on your face. Bruce embraced you and inhaled you scent, you could tell he was really scared for you.

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Dick:

Dick watched helplessly as you sleep, it has been two days since you fallen into this state. He immediately went and got Zatanna to help you, since it was evident it was some sort of magic. She told him that she had to look into it and that I could take a while, since then two days have passed. And dick was losing his mind.

The last time he felt this helpless was when his parents died. And he fears he would now lose you two.

He went and laid down next to you, he just wanted to hold you, since he didn’t know how long he still has time to do this. He only could hope Zatanna would fined something.

"Please wake up." whispered Dick into your neck, his emotions running high.

He laid with you like that for a while, thinking about all the things he wanted to experience with you. Cause he knew you were the one for him, and that there wouldn't be anyone else.

A few hours passed and it was midnight when Zatanna appeared in your shared apartment.

"Dick I figured it out." she said in a calm voice, the picture before her broke her heart.

"Really? With what can we break it." he asked hopefully, his gaze drifting to your figure.

" It is an old spell, and can only be broke by the true loves kiss." Zatanna's words settled deeply in dick. He didn't hesitate to kiss you, but nothing happened. Is he not your true love, do you not love him. These were the thought running through his head. Bur then you yawned. And dick let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

He immediately went and hugged you, "Dicki what happened what is going on, why is Zatanna here?" you asked immediately.

" You were under a spell, Zatanna helped to break it. You were asleep for almost three days." he stated now holding your face. "oh and what broke it?" dicks cheeks got a rosy hue, " Wait don’t tell me that it was like sleapingbeauty."

Zatanna and dick nodded, and you laughed, " I knew you were the one, all along." Zatanna smiled looking at the scene.

She excused herself and disappeared, you kissed dick on the cheek. And you knew he would be you last kiss ever.

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Jason:

Jason knew that you job was dangerous, but what he didn’t expect was you after returning from work immediately falling asleep and not waking up anymore. You were still breathing but this didn’t seem right. To say he was worried would be an understatement, he was going crazy. You were working with one of ivy's plants with your colleagues per request from the GCPD, in your lab. He knew first hand that these plant are dangerous, so when you told him he was concerned to say the least. So when you came home and fell asleep he knew something was wrong. It wasn’t like you, sure on bad days you were really tired, but even then you just didn’t collapse and not wake up. So he immediately went to your work back and looked for your notes. He found your, research notebook and looked for the section about the plant. When he found it he immediately rushed through them, and his suspicions were correct. In your notes were detailed description of the plant and its biochemical components.

He knew what kind of plant this is, it was one of ivy's sleeping plants apparently. He knew it wasn’t actually dangerous, that you were only sleeping. But still you could never wake up, and shock him to his core.

He went to you in the bedroom, and knelt down beside you side of the bed.

" What am I going to do with you, mhm." he said, he was going to call Bruce and ask for his help that much was sure.

Before he went to call Bruce he placed a kiss on your mouth. Maybe it was a silly thought from him, but maybe a kiss could work like in sleeping beauty.

After he kissed you he went into the living room to call Bruce, it didn’t take long for Bruce to answer.

"Hey Bruce, I got a situation here, (y/n) and her colleagues were tasked with studying on of ivy's plants. And she accidentally got dosed with it, I read her notes on the plant. It one of ivy's sleeping plants." Jason explained to Bruce, "Bring her here, we will figure it out don’t worry Jason." Bruce responded. But now the question was how would he get you to the cave.

"Jay." he suddenly heard your voice coming from the bedroom, Jason has never turned so fast in his live.

Suddenly you stood there awake, as if nothing was wrong. "Huh and I thought it was just a fairy tell. "he said, "Jason what are you talking about?" you asked clearly confused.

"I will tell you, lets just go back to bed yeah honey." and you nodded settling with him on the bed, embraced by his arms.

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Tim:

It was a long night for Tim, so he dint realize at first that something was wrong with you. He just settled behind you in his bed and embraced you. It was not unnormal that you were asleep when he came to bed, since he liked to work deep into the night.

But what caught his attention was how when he woke up the next morning and  you weren't already awake. Normally you would wake up before him when you slept over, and wake him with soft kisses. But today was different. Maybe you were just extra tired, from yesterday, that could happen sometimes. So he decided to give back the favor you always do for him. But when you didn’t wake from that a little panick settled in. and when you still didn’t wake when he shook your shoulder he knew something was really wrong.

He immediately went looking for Bruce and Alfred. He went down to the cave and there they were and also dick.

"guys, I don’t know what is going on but something is wrong with (y/n)." he said distressed, and that got immediately their attention. " What do you mean something is wrong?" asked Bruce confused, but still firm. " I don’t know (y/n) just dosn't wake up, and she usually wakes up pretty easily." Tim says , his voice shaky and clearly distressed.

"Bring her down." Bruce voice was firm, Tim nodded and immediately went up to get you out of his room.

As he saw you still laying there his heart raced, he went in head trough every situation. And I his mind he always thinks of the worst.

As he gently picked you up he placed a soft kiss to your temples, he held you close while carrying you.

His heart couldn’t take the possibility of losing you.

So as he went with you down to the cave, he was preparing for the worst.

Bruce watched as Tim placed you onto the examen couche, the care in which Tim did that told Bruce how much that boy loves you. He knew for the very first time he saw Tim bring you to the manor.

After he laid you down Tim placed a soft kiss on your mouth

Bruce and Alfred immediately went to work and checked your vitals. There was something of about them but they couldn’t say what. But then your hand moved, it was small and if Tim's focus wasn't directly on you he wouldn’t have noticed.

Your eyes opened and you gasped for air, Tim was immediately on your side, his hand on your back, "hey your alright everything is fine now." he said more to himself than to you.

"Tim what happened? Why am I in the cave?" you asked confused.

Alfred answered, " Well it seems as if your were sleeping beauty for a short while, Master Tim was worried since you didn’t wake up." the older man stated. Your eyes grew, "I-, I remember now, I tried to wake up but I couldn't. I don’t know what happened." you said looking at Tim.

Dick from the side lines said, "well it seems our sleeping beauty woke up, because of the kiss from her one true love."

Tim shot a warning look at the older man, and directed his attention back to you. His arms now around your frame, Bruce said that they wanted to run some test just to make sure. But for now everything was alright.

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Damian:

Damian knew his mother would test you before the marriage. But how he didn’t know.

But what he didn’t expect was for his mother to dose your drink with a poison which made you sleep now since three days. He still didn’t figure out how to neutralize it.  It was clear it was an old poison of his family, his mother said something that this test would proof if your love was real.

Dick came into the cave to see how the situation was going, he helped Damian as did the other. But it was clear that this effected Damian deeply.

"Damian, did you find anything new." he asked the younger boy, who just shook his head. "you know this reminds me of sleeping beauty." he stated, and this made Damian think. His mother said that this is a test of your love  and if it was real. But then again what if it wasn’t, what if you didn’t love him as much as he loved you. He could understand that, it was a miracle you even agreed to go out with him all those years ago, looking back now.

It could be worth a shoot, "Thank you Grayson I haven't thought about this at all." dick looked at him confused, "thanks buddy I guess, but do you really think that this could work?", Damian himself wasn't so sure but he had to try. If this was a test of love, maybe it could be the key.

Dick followed Damian inside the manor, and into your shared bedroom, to be there and support him if this wouldn't work.

You were laying on the bed, the sunlight illuminating your frame and it made you look ethereal. He knelt down beside your sleeping form placing his hand on your cheek.

Damian took a deep breath, and prayed to every god he knew that this would work, cause if this wouldn't he would go mad. And let the whole world burn.

He placed his lips softly on your, but when he reclined your form was still the same. Tears immediately filled his eyes.

It didn’t matter that dick was there and would see this, he thought he has lost his soulmate.

"dear why are you crying." he suddenly heard your soft voice, sounding worried, "did something happen?", he looked up and there you were finally awake.

He didn’t answer you, he only went and hugged your frame.

"I will tell you later, just let me hold you." he whispered into your neck.

Damian was glad that you were back, and he knew that he could spent the rest of his life with you.

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endnotes: so I hope you liked this, I must say when writing this I didn't feel very sure if this would turn out good, thank you for reading <333

notes: finished this at 3a.m, I'm sorry for the mistakes, i dint do all the way smut beacause it would have been to much and repetitive in the long run for this. Also i don't know why i was so fixated on the kittens in jason story, but they are inspired by my childhodd cats. if i forgot anything in the warning pleas tell me aspa!!! i hope you like it and have fun reading

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Bruce:

You and Bruce had a rough week to say the least.

It was hectic, and you never had enough time to be intimate, which frustrated you both to no end. You two tried several time through out the week, but it would just not work.

Instance one, Bruce and Damian got back from patrol, you were sitting in the big chair in front of the batcomputer when they arrived.

It wasn’t an unusual sight to see you waiting for them.

Damian immediately went away to be on his own. So it was one of those days.

When patrol went well he would usually come to you and talk with you, while Bruce went to shower.

But that night, Damian was the first to go.

Bruce instead went directly to you, and caged you in his big arms. Bruce reacted differently sometimes to bad patrols. Sometimes he wants to be alone, and other times he wants to fuck you.

And as he inhaled your scent, you knew today would be the later option. Not that you minded. You like your husband like this, desperate, rough and even a bit mean in bed.

Not that sex between you wasn’t sweet, but sometimes you both need it rough.

And tonight would be the night for that.

As Bruce embraced you, you turned your had to his jaw, and stared tracing kisses from his jaw to his neck. Where you knew he liked it.

" Don’t start something you cant finish" he whispers in that deep raspy voice of his. You don’t respond, just lightly bite his earlobe.

And that is his signal he, he lifts you up with no struggle and places you onto the Batcomputer. He sloths himself in between your legs, his board frame parting them.

You flushed together and his middle presses against yours, you can already feel him through his suit. He begins kissing you hard, his Toung forcing it self into your mouth. And you let him, cause Bruce always gets what he wants.

Hands are roaming beneath clothes, and everything feels hot.

Your hands slide to his belt, to try and open it. He follows your direction and lifts your hips to pull your pants down enough.

Both of you are so deep, in what is going on that neither of you realize that Alfred has come down.

"I would suggest that you both take this upstairs." Alfred states, both of you jump at his voice.

After Alfred went away Bruce places his head on your shoulder and takes a deep breath.

"maybe next time, we shouldn’t do this here." you say embarrassed.

The activities did not continue, not even in your bedroom. Alfred made it weird for the night.

Second example, you and Bruce were at a charity gala, . The whole night was spend with, lingering touches, and looks of need between you two.

To say that the heat was building would be an understatement.

The way Bruce hands was laying on your back and trailing lower and lower every time was you last straw. You took his hand and pulled him away from the crowd into a dark corner where nobody could see or interrupt you.

You kiss was needy and heated with anticipation. But so was his.

Bruce hands were immidetly on your hips guiding you into his body.  His hand guided your thigh over his hip, and he was grinding into you. A small gasp left your mouth, his size was always something that took your breath away.

"Bruce, please." you said voice breathy, and desperate. "what do you need honey." he said, you could hear the smirk.

But before more could happen, somebody called for the both of you, and you jumped apart. Hoping that the person looking for the you, didn’t see the way you were devouring each other.

You both let out a disappointed breath, cause again you were interrupted.

Not wanting to let them be suspicious, you and Bruce went into the direction to where the call came from.

Another heated night with another interruption. Another disappointment.

But today would be different, as they say third times the charm.

You two were alone in the manor, since everyone was away, with either friends, or their team and Alfred had his one day off.

You waited again in the chair of the batcomputer, when Bruce arrived, the tension in his shoulders was clear. But it was not because of a bad night.

He was frustrated, cause he just wanted to you. And it didn’t work the other times this week.

Before you could even say hello he grabbed your wrist and guided you out of the chair, to follow him out of the cave and into the manor to your bedroom.

He didn’t even properly close the door before he was one you. His hands in your hair, his mouth on your. Hands roaming to free you of your clothes. Your body reacted immediately to his touch. Your own hands freeing him from his suit piece by piece. And then there was nothing left, beside the hot breaths, and the moonlight shining trough the windows.

His kiss was needy, as were his hands, grabbing everywhere. He guided you to the bed, his frame now casting a shadow over your sitting frame. There wasn’t the need to say something right now, the look on his face told you enough.

He was kneeling in front of you, and parted your legs with his callused hands. Traling kisses up your thigh to were you needed him the most, while looking into your eyes.

Its what he needed, after a week of not having you. He need you to a point it was mad.

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Dick:

Dick is a busy men, you both knew that. But he is also a needy men.

It was normal for you two have sex two to three times a week, maybe even sometimes more. So it was torturer for him that this week, everyone, and everything kept interrupting you.

For example Monday morning, he woke up and wanted you. Nothing that hadn't happened before, so why should it be different right. Or so he thought. He started trailing kisses up and down your neck, to softly wake you up.

You stirred and let out a whine, and pulled him closer by his hair. Something that he loves when you do.

"Morning." you said in a soft voice. "oh and what a morning it will be." responded dick climbing over you, his mouth shortly after on yours, and slipping his toung against yours.

It was heated as always. It was dicks way of showing you how much he loved you, he was a natural giver in bed. Always putting your pleasure of his. So when he moved down the bed, so that his head was face to face with your heat you knew what would come now. Dick was great with giving head, he knew what to do with his toung that would make you gasp and wither in pleasure.

He quickly ride you of your panties, while giving your inner thigh kisses up to your core. But as he was about to devour you, to finally get what he needed. His phone range.

"Ignore it, babe.", he said placing a kiss on your pelvis.

You looked who was calling to send them to vioicemail, but it was Bruce calling.

"Uhm honey, its Bruce." you said unsure of declining the call, since Bruce was a person you had a lot of respect for.

" just decline, doesn't matter right now, my focus is somewhere fare better." dick said looking up at you with a smirk, that could only be described, as dangerous.

"well I don’t feel that focus right now, where I need it." you said challenging him, "Oh now you will feel it." and he buried his face in your heat, but before he could lick the first stripe from your hole to your clit, his phone range again.

It range for two beats, neither you or he where moving, his shoulders were tens. He sat up and stood from the bed to grab his phone, he let out an irritated breath when he saw it was Bruce calling again.

He reluctantly accepted the call.

"Hey Bruce why you calling?" you could here he was annoyed, you didn’t hear the response from Bruce but from the way dicks shoulders hanged it properly meant that he has to go.

After the call ended he turned to you and gave you a quick kiss.

"Sorry babe, Bruce needs me right now on a case, but I will make it up to you, next time. I promise." he said while pressing his forehead to your and looking deep into your eyes. And the determination in his eyes was evident.

Yeah maybe next time, but when he returned the same night he was so tired he fell asleep while eating, even tho he was determined to continue where you left of in the morning. But you assured him that he should rest and that his comfort was more important than an orgasm.

Wednesday, was stressful, for both of you. Your work today was rather demanding, cause a new intern made some mistakes and you were tasked with damage control in the lab. Your a biochemists, who also sometimes helps the bats when something in your field comes into play, but its not often. But Wednesday was one of those days, and your thread was already wearing thin, because of the interns mishap at the lab. You knew things like that happen, but the intern reassured that they could to this task, and in the end they couldn’t and just lied.

When you came home, the sun was already setting and you were tense and stressed, and dick saw that immidetly. He didn't say anything, just made you your favorite tea, and made the bathtub ready for you with a lavender bath salt. He knew what you needed.

After you drank your tea he hugged you from behind, you immediately melted into his touch.

"hey the tub is ready, thought you could use a relaxation bath." you turned your face to him and kissed to corner of his mouth, "I love you, you know." that was your respond and he immidetly smiled.

He let you go also that you could stand up from the chair you were sitting on, and made your way into the bathroom.

The smell of lavender evident in the air.

You looked over your shoulder and saw that he didn’t follow you, " I thought you would join me?" you asked sweetly,

"if you want me too, I wont complain." he answered, " I always want you to join me."

He smiled the sweetest smile and made his way to you in to the bathroom.

You both quickly rided yourself of your clothes and he did the same. You got first into the tub, and signaled dick that he should come and sit on the other end, when he was sat, you climbed on to his lap. The water saying in the tub.

You thought since he was always such a giver why not give him something back for once.

"Oh and what do you think your doing?" he asked slyly, "Giving my beautiful boyfriend something back, cause he always takes such got care of me." your hands now gliding over his naked form and leaving small kiss on his jaw.

His mouth left a small gasp as your grabbed his already half hard length, things were getting heated rather quickly.

When you both suddenly heard the Livingroom window opening, somebody was there. You immediately went off from dick, and he immediately went out of the tub. He grabbed a towl and wrapped it around his waist, he was careful in his moments as he moved.

With his hand he signaled you two go and hide behind the door, and you did while wrapping yourself in a towel.

As dick moved trough the bathroom into the living room, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

In the middle of the Livingroom stood Jason, his red hood mask off, and he was munching on one of your backed cookies.

" You cant be serious right now." said Dick, " Babe its okay, its just Jason.".

Jason laughed " wait you seriously thought I was a robber, and you come out in towel." dick gives him an annoyed look, and you slowly descend out of the bathroom.

"Oh am I interrupting?" Jason's tone playful, "Why don’t you just use the door, like a normal persona and ring the bell'" you said irritated at the situation.

" Well I thought I would just swing by." said Jason casually, "No you don’t so what do you want?" dicks voice clearly more strained than before.

"Well there is supposed to be a duck shipment tonight, and I cant do it alone so I was coming to get you to help me."

Said Jason with a smile knowing exactly what he interrupted.

Dick groaned, "And you couldn't have sent a text?", Jason head shakes.

" Wait a second." he said to Jason and pulled you into your bedroom, " I'm sorry babe, but apparently we have to reschedule again." he said sighing and placing his head on your should.

" It's okay Dicki, I understand, don’t beat yourself up for this. And besides its hot knowing your out there fighting."

He kissed your check, "I love you so much." he stated and moved away from you to get ready, after he finished you went out with him back into the Livingroom.

" Be safe Dicki." you said as he was leaving, "For you always." he and Jason left trough the window.

After they left you let out a curse, not because dick was gone, but because you were left hot and bothered, and alone with out dick. And you knew he wasn’t faring much better.

Later in the night when dick returned he found you asleep on the couch wearing one of his t-shirts.

He picked you up, and moved with you into the bedroom. The only thing that would happen for the night was sleeping.

Friday came quickly, and if today wouldn’t be the day you two would fuck, Dick and you might go crazy.

It was a slow day, dick picked you up from work and you went to get take out. Today would be a night just for you two.

You were pressed against his frame one the couch, with his arm around you and his hand laying at your side. You were watching a stupid movie, nothing worth notating, his hand was playing with the hem of your shirt.

You were waiting, expecting the moment his hand would move under your shirt.

And when it did you both made eye contact, the movie already forgotten.

He was on you immediately, his hand going under your shirt squeezing your chest, but your weren't any better.

Quickly you both were rid of your shirts, and your toungs were sliding against each other.

Your hands moved to the band of his sweats and pushed them down enough that you could easily feel him through his boxers.

"Your killing me here." he said breaking away from you. But before he could say anything more, your hand moved to pull him out of his boxers. He was hard, pulsing and already dripping. You hand moved on instinct, already knowing how he likes to be pumped.

He moaned, and let his forehead fall against your collarbone.

"Please, don’t tease me." voice breathy and desperate, " need you now" he said and pulled your pants down enough that you were now exposed. His hand slotted between your thigh, gathering your wetness.

He groaned, when he felt it. When he felt your heat, and that you need him just as much as he does.

You both agreed that this was now on your list for best sex you both had (nothing could beat nr.1 tho).

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Jason:

The week started normal, beside that Jason brought home a stray kitten he found while being on patrol.

Not that you complain, you loved animals, especially cats. And somehow that little kitten, you both came to call " little sir", wormed its way into your hearts. But he was needy, very needy. At the beginning of the week it was cute that he followed either you or Jason around, but then on Wednesday it became a problem.

You and Jason were in the bedroom, making out, you were on top grinding against his bulge. Your hands pushing his shirt up, his hand were placed on your ass kneading the flesh and ocaisonaly giving it a small pat.

You were wearing shorts and one of his shirts, while he was wearing just sweats with a plain white muscle shirt. You let out a small squeal after a rather hard pat on your ass, Jason smirked, cause he knew you liked it like that.

But what you two didn’t account for, was little sir. He tapped into the room, and thought Jason was hurting you, so he jumped up on the bed and attacked him. Claws out hissing.

Both you and Jason jumped in schlock, and little sir scratched Jason slightly on his arm.

"Dude what the hell." Jason exclaimed, while looking at the small attacker.

You laughed, "Well seems like he thought you were hurting me." you said while picking the little tuxedo cat up.

" you were just trying to protect mommy from the big bad guy." you cooed while stroking its head, Jason scoffed " And that’s what you get, you feed them, try to give them a good life and they scratch you." he was putting now.

" Don’t take it to heart." you said kissing his check.

You both thought that this would be a one time thing but it wasn’t, trough out the rest of the little sir kept hissing at Jason every time he tried to get close to you.

 Jason grew more frustrated because even at night the small kitten was able to keep Jason away from you. By laying between you two.

The high came after a stressful night for Jason, he just wanted to be with you in more ways than one.

He took you wen he came with you into the bathroom to shower with him. Something he liked to do because of the intimacy and cause he loved shower sex. He is a lazy guy after a hard patrol what can he say.

So when he guided you there you knew exactly what would happen.

Jason started with small kisses from behind you while slipping your shirt off and everything else before you stood bare before him. Then you turned and did the same for him, your hands leaving lingering touches along the way. His breath hitched when you kissed the middle of his autopsy scare. For him it meant that you accepted every aspect of him with no doubt.

You lead him into the shower, and turned on the water, the shower immediately filled with steam. You bodies gliding against each other as you maked out. You loved it like this no unnecessary talking. Just you two with the feeling between you and them saying everything that would be needed to say.

He grabbed your thigh and placed it over  his hip grinding his hard pulsing length against your slick cunt.

You both gasped at the contact.

But before he could slide inside there was scratching at the door, and meowing.

Jason cursed and immediately dropped your thigh. "he ruined the vibe." state Jason and you agreed, even if the litter rascal grew on you it was annoying how he chockablock you again.

You went out of the shower to open the bathroom door, and little sir immodestly walked in like he owned it.

He placed himself on to the shower mat.

Jason sighed as he saw that and shook his head, " He's just lonely, maybe he needs a girlfriend of his own." you said stepping back inside. Nothing happened sadly you both thought and just showered together like you also normally do.

" We should get him one." Jason stated, you knew he already thought about it. He mentioned it after he brought Little sir home, since cats should be kept in company. But you wanted little sir to settle in first before getting another, "Maybe we should look for one on one of the shelter sites." you said and Jason agreed. So the rest of the night was spent with looking at cute cats, while little sir laid between you.

Saturday night Jason saw an opportunity, normally when he would find strays he would bring them to a shelter. But since you were already looking for a second kitten, this was his opportunity. He found a small calico cat, drenched in rain and dirt. The cat couldn't be older than 16 weeks. She was small, and since the shelter was closed his only option was it bring him her with him home.

He placed the kitten into his leather jacket, one hand holding her while going home in the pouring rain.

When he came into through the window you were sitting on the couch little sir on your lap sleeping. You turned your face to Jason, and when he pulled out the little calico kitten you were done for.

Jason saw how your eyes grew bigger and the gasp leaving your mouth.

"guess we don’t have to look anymore." he just stated, "Where did you fined her?" you asked, "oh you know in one of the back alleys." you nodded and placed little sir from you lap to the couch. To get a closer look at the small kitten in Jason's jacket. She purred immidetly as you stroked her head, and she was just so cute.

Little sir was curious why he wasn’t on your lap anymore, and quickly tapped to you and Jason.

Jason lowered himself to the ground, to let the calico cat and little sir meet. They were at first skeptic with one another, but then little sir started to clean her head. And you knew it was perfect.

"for a moment there I thought he would attack her." Jason said exhaling, "Yeah me too, but we don’t know yet, we should keep an eye on them still." Jason knew you were right so after he showered and changed he and you sat beside each other on the cuche. Watching the two kitten get familiar.

There wasn’t much you two needed to worry about, they got along just fine and even curled together on the couche.

Jason saw this opportunity and took it. He took your hand and guided you into your bedroom, he closed the door after him. An immediately picked you up and placed you on the bed, "God you don’t know how glad I am, know I can do what I wanted to do three days ago." he said while pulling his shirt off.

" And what would that be?" your voice teasing him, "Oh you know exactly what I want to do. I want to wreck you." and he pulled you by the ankle's to the edge of the bed.

You quickly pulled your pants and shirt off, cause you knew you would be in for a Wilde right.

Jason also pushed his pants down and stepped out of the, he pulled his length free and gave himself a few pumps. His huge frame looming over you, in the dim light you could see a few drops of precum leaking from his tip.

And as he decanted on you, you knew you would be toughly fucked tonight.

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Tim:

Tim needs sleep, you know that he knows it, everyone knows it.

But his favorite way to get to sleep, was after sex, you in his arms, drawing small circles on his chest.

And that what was going to happen tonight, you were already making out with him, he was supposes to finish a report for Bruce actually, but it was almost three am and he knew that he should go sleep.

And then came you, sometimes you stayed up with him if there wasn't anything going on the next day, and since you had no work tomorrow since you took a few days off, you were there with him. You knew that if he didn’t stop know he would never stop. So you took his laptop and placed it to the side while taking its seat in Tim's lap. His hands found your waist and settled there, " You should stop, and relaxed for the rest of the night all right." you said leaning in to kiss his neck. " Well maybe your right, this is more fun anyway." . Tim is the kind of man, that when he wants something he is going to get it. He wanted you right now. And so his hand was placed in your hair to pull you against his lips, the kiss was hard and demanding. The direction to where this was going was clear from the start.

Your hands found their way under his shirt, roaming  his lean muscular chest, his other hand went under your shirt to squeeze your bods. You two were now in full make out session, when suddenly there was cough.

When you both turned your head, there stood Bruce, looking away to the side.

" You forgot something in the cave for the report." he placed the papers on the desk in the room and went away, but before he left Bruce said something that killed the whole mood, "I hope you use protection, Tim.".

You laughed and Tim sinked into himself, " This is so embarrassing, doesn't he know how to knock." Tim spat embarrassed and irritated. " at least we were only making out, imagin what would have happened if-", " I seriously don’t want to picture that." he said. Tim and you went to sleep, without continuing what happened before Bruce barged in. the air felt heated with tension.

The tension was carried trough out the next two days, and snapped after a particular hard patrol for Tim.

You were sitting on his bed in the manor, reading, when Tim already changed and showered came in.

You thought he closed the door, cause he was immeditely on you. Pushing your shirt over your head and leaving kisses on your neck and breast when his hands started to move down to free you from your pants, someone screamed.

You head whipped to the door, as did Tim's. And there stood dick, covering his eyes, cause apparently Tim didn’t close the door and left it accidently wide open. And poor dick saw that, " Next time close the door, jeez, it isn't that hard." he exclaimed, Tim stood up and slammed the door directly into dicks face.

" with what do I deserve that?" muttered Tim letting himself fall back on the mattress head first.

Since then he didn’t really sleep, normally sex would tiered him out and reduce his anxiety enough to sleep well, but since that hadn't happen for five days, he felt like he was going crazy.

Not that your overall presens didn’t sooth him, it did, but he craved you. He was desperate, and your teasing didn’t help. So when he knew you two were alone n the manor he jumped you. He threw you on the bed after he carried you there and decanted on you like an animal. He was a predator and you were his prey. His hands worked quickly to rid both of you of your cloths, and underwear.

He immidetly was between your thighs, rubbing his length along your waiting cunt. He groaned your name, and let his head fall back. It was embarrassing how wet you were, just because of how he was acting, " you don’t know how much I need this right now, how much I need you right now." he stated, the head of his cock catching your clit, and you monad bucking your hips forwarded.

" Tim if you don’t fuck me in the next ten minutes, I will let you wait for two weeks."

And saying that seemed to work, cause he fuckd you rough and hard after that, to say the night was a success would be an understatement. Tim felt that he slept like a stone after that night.

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Damian:

Damian was prepared for everyone and everything, but for one thing he wasn’t. how desperate he would get after one weak of not being with you.

Since Damian took over the role of batman, he was almost gone every night. But he still was there when you woke up in the morning. Damian woke up with you in his arms, he saw how your engagement ring cached the light of the morning sun. and his heart felt full, it was a long road but it was worth it. Cause he is now where he always wished he would be.

His kisses started soft and loving, trailing up your shoulder to your neck. Your eyes fluttered open at the contact, you turned to him and pressed a kiss against his lips.

He climbed over you the blanket exposing his muscular frame, the sun making his skin look kissed by gold. His hands were on your hips, trailing up and down your sides before settelling on your thighs before parting them.

But before you could continue his phone range. It was Wayne enterprises, " Yes?" Damian asked in that cold voice of his, he had when he was annoyed.

"I'm sorry dear I have to go in today, there are some problems and they need my help." he said after the call and quickly kissed you, before getting ready. The scent of him lingering in the air even after he left.

It was it has been two days since the morning interruption and now was Thursday, Damian was currently on patrol. It was an uneventful night, so you were chatting with via incomes.

"So I was thinking honey." you said dragging your voice a bit at the end, " About what dear?" he asked confusion etched into his words, " well since patrol is almost over, and you will be back uninjured, how about we continue where we left off from Tuesday." Damian on the other side was silent, he dint expect you to be so direct. But he liked it, " I will be there in 20." he stated and went off.

You laughed, about how even if you and Damian were no together for almost seven years, engaged for two, you were still able to rile him up.

But Damian never came, he told you through intercoms that Mr.Freez was causing chaos in the city.

When he did return ( two and a half hours later), he was beat and exhausted, "I hate that popsicle." Damian stated throwing his mask on the table.

"Come lets get you warmed up, and into bed , you need rest. "you gently took his arm and led him up to the manor, and to your bedroom.

You were in bed reading when he emerged out the bedroom, and when he layd down next to you, he imidetly fell asleep.

If you think back to the beginning of your relationship, that Damian would have stayed awake till you would have been asleep. Your so prude of him, and how fare he has come and still goes. And with a small smile you fell asleep next to your future husband.

Another two days passed before, anything happen between you two. You were currently making something to eat, when he snaked his arms around your middle, laying his head against your back.

"do you want to come with me to the bedroom." he asked his voice, deep and silky.

He didn’t need to say the words twice, you nodded and turned in his embrace. Damian was snappy the last few days, he knew it you knew it, the others knew it. You were his salvation from this.

So he picked you up, and brought you back to your bedroom. His touch was loving when you arrived and he undressed you, but you could see the hunger behind his eyes. You could see that he needed this, without interruption.

He placed you softly on the bed after ridding you of the fabrics hiding your body from his eyes.

He kissed you ankle, your knee, you inner thigh, before going higher and higher.

But you were entranced in his eyes, the way he looked at you in this moment. And you knew in that moment it wasn't about desperation, it was about love.

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endnotes: sooo i hope ypu liked this, this was my first time writing something like this, esecpecily something sexual. I would fine some feedback great, seriously its like 4.a.m as i uplod this. anyway love to you all <333

Clark was currently staying  in Gotham, every few weeks you, Clark and Bruce would either be together in Gotham or in Metropolis enjoying life. 

Not even a full week passed since Clark was there. 

How this relationship developed is something, neither the three of you could have expected. But it suddenly did, and you couldn’t be happier. It was something you never expected you needed, but now that you have it, you never want to go back.  Cause it meant losing two parts of yourself you didn't know you neded.

Clark was for work in Metropolis today, he flew there in the morning, and would come back later in the day. The perks of having him as one of your boyfriends: he would always come back to you and Bruce. 

Bruce was at Wayne Enterprises curently, since he has a few meetings today. 

And you, you where when it happened on the way there, to bring him lunch. The news that the maniac of a clown has broken out didn’t break immediately, it came later that day when everything already happened.

The way to Wayne Enterprises was normal, Alfred asked if he should drive you. But you declined, maybe a mistake on your side, looking back now. The streets were packed, since it was lunch time, and that was something the Joker took as his advantage.

One moment it was quiet. Like the calm before the storm, before everything decanted into chaos. 

There was an explosion, maybe five to seven cars before you. People scrambled to get away, to get to safety. 

Most of them were able to do that, but not you. 

The explosion caused car parts flying. And something blocked the way out for you. One of the Joker goons saw you and charged in your direction.Your janked on the door as hard as you could, then you tired to break the window. You must have slipped and hit your head, cause when you woke up you didn’t remember anything after that. 

The only thing you knew was, that you were thinking about Clark and Bruce. And that hopefully you can wake up again sandwiched between the two men you love. To say you were scared in that moment, would be an understatement. Maybe you were a bit dramtic, but this was the first situation where you didn't know if you would make it out.

But you did wake up, but not between them. In a hospital room.White steral walls souranding you, the smell of discinfactend in the air. Immediately there were two people hovering over you on both of your sides. 

As your eyes adjusted to the lights, you could see them. 

Your boys, and world immediately felt lighter.

"How are you feeling honey?" Bruce silky voice asked, the worry clear in his eyes, but before you could answer Clark said, "You really scared us there for a minute." his voice was breathless, a sign he was worried and that he tried to calm himself down. 

"My head hurts." you say plainly, "What happened?". 

Both look relieved that you say that only your head hurts. "Well the Joker broke out again." states Bruce, "We came as quickly to the scene as we could when we heard. And you were there in your car, a goon from Joker tried to get you. But Bruce was able to get him." Clark clarifies. "Oh, I really thought I was done for." tears now welling in your eyes and your voice breaking off at the end. Immediately both embraced you, "Shh honey it's okay, we got you." Clark was rubbing circles over your back, Bruce holding your hand. 

Before you could ask more, the Doctor came, she was nice and said that you only have a small cut on your head. And that you passed out from shock, but that a concussion could be excluded, and that after a quick check up you would be ready to go. 

All three of you were glad that you weren’t seriously injured, and that you could head home.

Everything was done within almost an hour. Alfred already waited outside with the car, normally Bruce would sit in the front beside Alfred, but he wanted to be with you and Clark right now after what happened. 

The ride was silent, there was nothing to say right now. And what needed to be said would be said in the privacy of your room. Right now they were enough. Right now holding their hands was what grounded you, and told you that everything is okay now.

The talking didn’t happen until after you showered and were laying in bed with them, in one of Clark's shirts. 

At first nothing was said but then, the crying started. 

"It's okay sweetheart, let it out." whispered Clark, rubbing your upper arm. "We were able to save you." it was clear that this affected Bruce, more than he let on. 

He really thought today would be the day he would lose another person close to his heart. Like he lost his parents. When he saw you unconscious in the car, he felt like that little boy in the alley all over again.  And for a second his world, stopped spinning.

"But what if?" you ask, your voice as small as you felt in that moment, "let's not think about what ifs, what matters is, that we are all here, and that you're safe." Clark reassures, Bruce kissed both of your hands.

It would be a lie if Clark didn’t think about the what if's in his head. What if he would have came to late. What if the Joker got his hands on you. What if…

The last thought he wasn’t going to finish. He saw how this affected you, how this affected Bruce, and he was glad that the worst was avoided.

"We're all going to stay in for the next week, Clark already took a short notice of absence. We are not going to let you go through this alone okay." sometimes it is fascinating how soft Bruce's voice could get. You nod and signal both of them to come even closer. You need the contact right now, the warmth, their presence. Maybe you're just in love, or maybe it is cause they have never let you down, and that’s why they calm you. 

You three lay there, for a long time. Every now and then, they whisper reassurances into your ear. 

Their whispers lulled you to sleep, without you realizing. 

You woke up a few times in the night, images of what could have happened, where either of them didn’t reach you in time haunting your sleep. But every time you woke up they were there. And every time either of them would pull you closer. 

And soon the next day came, and you woke up, where you always did, between them. And you knew in that moment, everything would be alright. Not right now, not the following day. But it would be. 

And you knew they were there for how long it took.

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endnotes: sooo i hope you liked this, please leave feedback and thank you <33

So here he was now every week, sitting in a room and essentially saying nothing to Dr. Raynor. 

She keeps asking, pushing, and lately it is too much. 

Sure he has Sam, and you. But this was something he couldn’t drag either of you into. He caused enough trouble already, essentially putting you two into the Raft. 

You were also there when Steve helped him flee from S.H.I.E.L.D. or rather Hydra and the government. He didn’t get to know you much on this journey, but what he learned was that he could trust you, to an extent. Steve trusted you and that means something. 

Sam was a whole nother story.

He did see you from time to time, cause you are steady. Never wanting, never pushing for more. And he appreciates that. 

Talking doesn’t come easy anymore, not like it did in the 40s. When he thinks about the past, it’s about what could have been. Him and Steve, Steve with Peggy, himself with someone maybe a bit like you. Going dancing, enjoying life as he should have gotten to. But that could and never will be. 

Somehow it comforts him, how can he miss something he was essentially never destined to have. Still the thought lingers, the want lingers. The want to have something, to have someone. 

He knows he isn’t the same person he was before Hydra. They tried everything but the dreams were always there, even in the darkest time. The dream of home. 

But what is home, what is home in a world where he doesn’t fit in, and never will fit in. 

As he thinks about this in the waiting area of Dr. Raynor’s practice, he doesn’t notice you coming in. 

Only when he sees your shoes directly before him, does he look up. As his eyes catch your face he sees that tender smile you always have for him. He knows it isn’t pity, but still in the back of his mind he can’t shake the feeling that your smile is sad. 

"Hi." you say, your voice soft. You know he isn’t a harmed animal, but you can’t help it. How your voice gets softer when you speak with him, the past 70 years have been harsh. And he deserves something soft. 

"What are you doing here." he is straight to the point as always and your smile widens. 

"Dr. Raynor called and asked if I could be here for one of your sessions. I thought you knew?" you say genuinely confused, he knows you would never lie to him. 

"No she didn’t." he says flatly, going with his hand through his hair, a nervous tick he has since he can remember. 

"Oh, doesn’t this go against doctor-patient confidentials? Uhm I can just tell her that I will not attend then when she comes." Bucky is surprised that you immediately say that this is not okay. He doesn’t mind you being there actually, when he thinks about it, it could have been worse, for example, Sam. 

"Uhm no it’s okay, let’s just talk with her and ask why." his voice is steady, but still carrying undertones of nervousness and stress. A tone he wears a lot currently. 

It would be a lie to say you didn’t worry, you may not know Bucky as well as Sam, but you still know him, and make an effort to get to know him more and more. Without pushing, he means something to you, but what he means you are also not sure.

You take the seat beside him, and wait with him. Now is not the right time to ask how he is doing. He once told you that before his therapy he gets antsy. Why, you asked, and he couldn’t or didn’t want to answer.

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Five minutes pass before you two are given the okay to step into the office. 

Dr. Raynor is direct. "Hello, I'm glad that you were able to make it even with this short notice (y/l/n)." You can feel Bucky is irritated. 

"Yeah about that, why wasn’t I asked or informed about this?" he asks as directly and gives her a look of irritation. 

"Well Mr. Barnes, I thought if I would ask you, you would have said no. Am I not correct? I think this is just what you need, and that there are a few things to talk about between you two, or am I wrong (y/l/n)?" Bucky and Dr. Raynor are looking at you expectantly. You just nod, and Bucky is shocked. He thought everything was okay between you two. Yeah he doesn’t reach out really, and you do it most of the time. But not because he didn’t like you, or doesn’t enjoy your presence. 

Quite the opposite… 

You and Bucky both take a seat on the couch opposite to where she sits. 

"So from what I was able to filter out of our sessions Bucky, you don’t really reach out to (y/n)." He knows it wasn’t a question, so he just nods. 

"And how does that make you feel (y/n)? I mean you’re one of the closest friends of Bucky, what are your thoughts on this?" You think for a minute, the response doesn’t come easy to you. 

"Well I uhm, well it makes me sad. Well sad is maybe the wrong word, I don’t mind being the one to reach out. But I think he holds himself back, and I can understand that really I do. I don’t know, I'm just worried I guess." Bucky is thankful that you don’t really mind. He knows he should do more. But as you said, he holds himself back, cause he is scared of what will happen if he lets you too close.

The whole session goes like this. Dr. Raynor asks you something, sometimes things you yourself don’t have the answer to, and he just sits and listens. But he goes out with a good feeling somehow, cause he knows you aren’t mad at him. And only after you were directly asked and denied it, did he realize that this was one of the things he worried about. 

That you were mad at him, mad at him for being absent in some kind of way.

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You two walk out the building together, and the afternoon sun is casting a golden hue along the street. He looks to you from the side, and thinks maybe therapy can really help. 

You catch his eyes, and turn your body to him, "So this didn’t go as bad as I thought it would." He agrees with a nod, "But it did feel like an interrogation." you joke with a smile on your face. 

"Come, I will drive you, or did you bring your car?" is his only response. He wants to enjoy your warmth for a second longer before he is alone again. "No I walked, thought the weather was beautiful." He agrees with a nod and signals you to follow him. He brings you to where his motorcycle is parked. It wouldn’t be the first time that he drove with you behind him. And it would be a lie if he said he didn’t like the way your body would feel pressed against his. 

He gets on first, and then you follow. 

And as he starts the bike, he thinks he should try more. 

He should try more for you.

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endnotes: so i hope you liked this, this was my very first Bucky work, i would love some feedback :) <33

The first instant was in your last year in high school. It was a rainy afternoon, and you two were studying together for a history exam. The rain was thrumming steadily against the old windows of Wayne Manor, and the fireplace was warming the room you were in.

Dick and you were talking and gossiping about what was going on more than studying.

“I don’t understand why he is always following you like a dog,” he says while mindlessly taking a bite of one of the cookies Alfred made. He was talking about a boy in one of your AP classes who always wanted to partner up with you. Regardless of if Dick was there or not. And if Dick would be honest with himself, it bothered him a lot that there was another who sought your attention.

You sigh. “Well, I don’t mind, at least he is pretty, and besides that, he is nice actually…” As you said that, your cheeks start burning up and you look to the side.

Dick can’t help but look at you in shock. The thought that he wouldn’t be your number one anymore scared him more than anything.

“Well, I guess you don’t want any of Alfred’s cookies then anymore,” he says with a pout on his face, taking the cookie plate into his lap.

You just look at him and smile. As Dick turns his face back to you, the soft sunlight, which filters through the rain, illuminates your face. And somehow, deep inside, Dick knows he is screwed.

Gladly for Dick, you and that boy never got together. And sure, there were boys who tried, but you’ve always said that they could never satisfy your soul.

So now here you were, you on your fire escape in your pajamas, and he before you in his Robin costume.

The day before graduation, the day before everything would change. Not only in your life but also your friendship.

To say Dick was scared was an understatement. He wasn’t scared to attend university, but rather that he couldn’t see you as much as he wanted to.

Yeah, he has his friends, the Titans, Bruce, and all the others. But it would be a lie to say that since you came into his life, his life didn’t feel brighter, warmer, more like home.

He told himself he would never get you and his nightlife affiliated, but somehow it happened. But he didn’t say anything, too scared to tell you, too scared of your reaction, too scared to lose you.

But it was inevitable.

So here he was now, with you.

You didn’t look him in the eyes; you always did that either when you were nervous, hurt, or angry.

And right now, you were all of the above.

He didn’t know how it happened and why it had to be tonight. It was supposed to be a simple mission with Bruce: get in and out. But there was an ambush and he got hurt. Bruce told him to get out and straight to the mansion, that he would handle this.

Dick tried, really tried, to get to the mansion, but he lost too much blood and your house was the nearest.

And he knew how to. Easily, your room is reachable because of the fire escape. After all, Robin would visit you there at least once a week.

So that is how he got to you. You were doing something on your computer. His first thought that came to mind was how you still looked so beautiful, even with the stress of tomorrow’s event.

You spotted him quickly and gasped.

“Robin, what happened? Seriously, you should go to a doctor,” you said while helping him to lean against you and taking him inside your room.

“Don’t worry, I just need to catch my breath for a second and I will be gone.” His tone was playful, but you could hear the pain through it.

In that moment, you were reminded that he was also just a kid, a kid as old as you, fighting almost every night against wanted criminals.

As you thought about that, tears came to your eyes.

You caught yourself quite quickly and assessed him; he had a cut right above his left eye.

“These cuts need to be disinfected. I have something for that, just give me a minute,” you say softly, going into your bathroom to get the small bottle of disinfectant that he knew would stand on your shelf.

He was in your room a lot of times, but never as Robin, always as Dick.

It felt wrong to be here without you knowing who he is under the mask.

You would surely call him dumb for doing this, all of this.

But in that moment, in that instant, the urge to tell you who he is became so great he took off his mask before you came back.

To say he never thought of that would be a lie. He thought about it at least once every week. How nice it would be to just share this burden with you, to not keep a secret from you. To let you know what he really is, who he really is.

His hands were shaking as he held the mask in his hands, and when you came back, you didn’t directly look at him. But when you did, he knew either this was the right decision or the worst decision of his life.

The disinfectant fell from your hands, and you just stood there looking not moving or saying anything.

“Dick, please don’t tell me that is you.” He expected anything but not this.

“It is me. I thought you should know.” He wanted to say more, to say how sorry he is that he didn’t tell you sooner, and you don’t need to worry that he knows how to fight.

But he didn’t get to say that. You were charging at him with a hug he wasn’t expecting.

The moon was bringing out your eyes in a way he didn’t think possible. Were they always so shiny?

“Does Bruce know?” you ask, and he wanted to laugh. If it weren’t for the worry in your eyes, the only thing he can do is nod.

“I don’t care what you say, but I will call him right now and say that he should come pick you up. You’re hurt.” Dick can hear your voice cracking. Maybe it is because you’re disappointed in him.

He can hear your call with Bruce, and he knows he is in trouble from the voice Bruce uses. The call ends. “He said we should wait on the fire escape. Come.” Your voice is sounding so small that it nearly breaks him.

You help him to get up and move to the fire escape.

He lets himself slide down a wall to sit, and you decide to sit directly opposite him.

His eyes watching, yours avoiding.

He hears it, but it’s barely a sound. “I’m not mad, if that is what you think. I was just scared for a second.” A stone falls from his chest he didn’t know he was carrying. “It’s just I worry about you, about us, now knowing this. I am just so confused.”

He listens. It is the least he can do, and now that he is sure he can answer, his words fail him.

“I didn’t mean to keep this from you. I- I didn’t even want you to get to know me as Robin. It just happened. And it wasn’t because, well, because it’s one of my rules. I do want you to know me, all of me, as you’ve let me get to know all of you.”

As you look at the boy you love, your best friend, you can see shame. Shame because he kept this from you. Shame because you shouldn’t have known Robin even in the first place.

“Dick, I- I also have something to tell you.”

As you say this, you think, now or never, and you know if you don’t do this now, it will never happen.

But then there is a dark and raspy voice calling him, but not by his real name.

And you know it’s him, the Dark Knight.

Dick and you share a look, and you both know you will talk about this.

When, you don’t know, but it will happen.

And you talked. Not the next day, or the next month.

But almost three years later.

Not because you didn’t see each other regularly,quite the opposite. But it was never the right time, right moment, right everything.

Dick thinks maybe it is today. You hold your monthly sleepover, which was established shortly after he moved to Blüdhaven.

He watched you as you were getting ready for the night, in one of his sweats and shirts. Leaning against the doorframe, he watched you brush your teeth, a lazy grin on his face.

You see him in the mirror. “What? Do I have something on my face?” you ask sarcastically. You know the toothpaste in the corner of your mouth is there.

He pouts. “What? Can’t I just watch you? Why are you always so mean to me?” he says while coming to your side.

“Well, somebody has to humble you, and who else is going to do that than me?” He loves you like this, sarcastic, in his flat with his clothes on.

“I missed you,” he says, catching you off guard. You lean against his shoulder, and his heart flutters.

“I missed you too.” He looks down at you, but your eyes are already there looking back. The small toothpaste stain on the corner of your lips still present. He can feel the pull between you two. It has always been like this, magnetic.

Sadly, the moment passes, with Dick getting called by Bruce and moving to the living room, him just asking if he is alright. Nothing special. But for Dick?

The call was a waste of time.

He is on his way back to the bathroom when you come out of it already. Face freshly washed, small water droplets still clinging to the hairs where your hairline begins.

“Can we talk?” he asks, and your heart skips a beat. Is this the moment where he says he found someone? That you’re going to lose him? You’re not ready for this, but when will you ever be.

“Sure.” You try to keep your voice steady, while Dick tries to conceal he isn’t sweating like a waterfall.

He coughs shortly. “Um, so there is something I want, no, need to talk to you about.” You nod to show him it’s okay and that you’re listening, and also so he doesn’t hear your voice giving out.

“I- , well I- oh man, this is hard. What I mean to say is, well, I like you. Well, not like you, but like, like-like you. Like, I like you more than a friend. And that for a while now. You remember the night of graduation, where you found out. you know, my secret persona. There was so much else I wanted to say but I didn’t know how. And I knew you also wanted to say something, and Bruce interrupted us. And then we didn’t have the chance, and there was never a good time and- ”

Before he can keep rambling, you stop him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, Richard, for making the first step. Oh, and also, I like-like you too.”

He doesn’t even realize what you just said and just blinks at you.

“Wait, what? Does that mean, wait, are you serious?” He breaks out into a wide smile, a smile you’ve only seen him have when he was flying in the sky.

You nod. “Oh man, this- , whoa-, this is just amazing. So um, do you, like, wanna go out?” He looks so serious while saying this.

“That this is even a question,” you say and hug him. “Of course I will go out with you.” You can feel the pout without even seeing it on his face. “Well, I just wanted to make sure.”

To ease his mind, you place a small, delicate kiss on his cheek. And this silences him.

Till it doesn’t. “You realize you will not have any calm from me,” he says while his arms encircle your shoulder to keep you close.

“Trust me, I don’t mind.”

And you know he means it. But you have never minded Dick, and never will.

Because he was your own personal light, even if he didn’t know it.

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Star wars

The Bad Batch

Hunter:

Walking alone now

Stark trek

non

Onepiece

non

Fnaf

non

Creepypasta

non

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if there are any questions just ask ;)

Avengers:

Steve Rogers

non

Natasha Romanoff

non

Bruce Banner

non

Tony Stark

non

Thor

non

Clint Barton

non

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Thunderbolts:

Bucky Barnes

Unexpected company

Yelena Belova

non

Bob Reynolds

non

John Walker

non

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X-Men:

Charles Xavier

non

Erik Lensherr

non

Jean Gray

non

Logan Howlet

non

Remy Lebeau

non

Emma Frost

non

Rouge

non

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Other characters:

Sam Wilson

non

Joaquin Torres

non

Loki

non

Peter Parker

non

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if there are any questions just ask ;)

Batman:

Bruce Wayne

We should stick together

third times the charm

The saving grace

Dick Grayson

Mr.downbad

third times the charm

The saving grace

Jason Todd

Under the same sky p.1, Stars aligning p.2

As the cold Wind weeps

third times the charm

The saving grace

Tim Drake

third times the charm

The saving grace

Damian Wayne

third times the charm

The saving grace

Harvey Dent

non

Riddler

non

Jonathan Crane

non

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Superman

Clark Kent

We should stick together

Conner Kent

non

Lois Lane

non

Lex Luther

non

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Other DC-Characters

Wally West

non

Berry Alan

non

Impuls

non

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if there are any questions just ask ;)

Life was as life was boring to say the least for you, it was always the same, but now with the exception of him. Watching, analyzing, remembering. Your every move. You exhale and lean your head on your knees, watching from your bed out through your window into the night sky. Music was softly playing in the background, something you’ve used to listen to with Jason. It was your song, maybe calling it that now was dumb, since you're now the only one listening to it. But nonetheless it took you back and comforted you, it reminded you of him. As you look outside you see it again, a shadow opposite the building of yours looking directly into your bedroom. It should disturb you, but it doesn't, he is as much part of your life as the ache in your chest when you think of Jason. But before you can catch yourself you stand up and move to the window, looking out to take a better look at the, whoever it was. Maybe it was dumb to wave at the stranger, but your body moved before you could. And then you saw them waving back, it was unsure as if they don’t know what they are doing much like yourself.

Suddenly the Batsignal was being projected onto the sky and the stranger disappeared.

He doesn't know why he is following you, he doesn't even remember your name. But there is something about you, that feels like familiarity. As if you’ve known him in another life, another time. It is strange he remembers almost everything, he remembers Bruce, Dick and Alfred. He remembers how he died how he came back, and what made him into this monster. But about you he only remembers your face and the soft feeling that came with it. He tried looking you up, but it seems as if Bruce knew what he was doing, and protected you. He knew you were, are connected to his past life, that you are connected to Bruce and the others. But in the weeks where he was watching you, he never saw you with them, it would be a lie if he wasn’t hopeful that you don’t have anything to do with them. He wants to get to know you, to know why you bring him comfort. That's why he is here again, watching, as you look at the stars. You're pretty something, he thought as soon as he saw you. And now with the moon illuminating your figure you are divine. He doesn't realize that you found him, and that you moved to the window. But as he catches himself and sees you, and your gaze meets his, he knows he is swallowed. Swallowed from your eyes and the feeling you bring him with them. You wave to him, for a moment he doesn't know what is happening. And then he waves back, unsure if he does it right. When was the last time someone waved at him and he waved back. He doesn't know and it feels like a lifetime ago. The moment is disturbed when the Batsignal is projected onto the night sky.He goes and he thinks to himself, that next time you two won't be like stars orbiting around each other anymore.

He has to meet you, and get to know you, and who you were before everything was ripped away from him. Like stars aligning.

Thinking of the past made you always sad, but not as sad anymore, it still ached to think of Jason and the Life that was lost. You've lost not only your best friend but your soulmate. You were too peas in a pot and never seen for long with out the other. Even after he moved in to Wayne manor, he was still there.

They said it was a terrorist attacked but if you could be believe it was another story all together.

But it didn’t matter he was gone and the only thing you could do was remember him was the sweet and kind boy you will hold in your heart till you die.

With his birthday coming near it was hard for you, every time, but it got easier every year to go to his grave. As you wait for your bus back to your apartment after your university classes , you get the feeling that something is watching you. It is not that you don’t know this feeling , living in Gotham means that you have to be aware and that there is always someone watching.But this feels different, you cant quiet place it, but it doesn't feel like what ever or whoever it is wants to do something bad to you.

The bus came and the feeling went away…

For the past few days the feeling appeared and disappeared from time to time through your everyday life. Maybe it was your feeling of loneliness, even tho you’ve had friends who where there for you, this presence comforted you. Now it was late and you were leaning out of your window, enjoying one of the cigarettes you keep that you smoke when your stressed. But then you saw it.In front of you on the roof of the opposite building was a shadow watching, analyzing…

Just looking without doing anything, your head screamed to go inside and shut everything. But your gut told you to stay and watch, and that nothing would happened.So there you were watching back right at the shadow.

You couldn’t see who they were, you couldn’t see their eyes but in your gut you knew they wouldn’t do anything. Maybe you were looking directly into their eyes but you wouldn’t know from the distance and the little light coming from the moon.Suddenly the Shadow moved away and everything went back to as it was.Who where they and why were they stalking you?

It made you worry, but at the same time you were intrigued, and it they really got to you and hurt you.Batman would step in and stop it, cause he always stepped in when you’ve got your self into a bad situation.You don’t know why, but it happened after Jason's death, maybe he was you guardian angel, but that was unlikely.

What connection could Jason and Batman have? Surely non….