GOODNESS INCARNATE

FAMILIARITY

absolute trinity x reader | sfw

CW! gn! reader, slight angst, character x reader romantically involved, multiverse shenanigans, drabbles, spoilers for absolute comics

Summary! Absolute Trinity meeting their s/o from the mainstream universe

BATMAN

"Bruce..."

His name was soft off your lips. The heat was hot on her skin as you looked up at the tank of a mine in front of you. The Batman from your home was less big, actually a lot.

"You know me...?" His voice felt hostile. Albeit it wasn't your Bruce it was him. He was big and still handsome. "You’re different from where I know you." You smiled at him.

He was still confused it seemed.

"You can take off your mask, Bruce." You asked hesitantly.

"How can I trust you?" His lips morphed into a scowl.

You faltered but you raised your head, “I’m not sure what’ll make you trust me, but I do know your parents would be very proud of you. I know that, and my version of you knows that. Even if he doubts it.”

Bruce stared at you blankly. His giant hand raised to bull down his cowl to reveal a very young man with still some wonder in those eyes. Short black hair and baggy eyes.

You stepped forward and cradling his face between you hands. Bruce didn’t know why but he allowed you himself to lean down for you.

“You’ve been working hard.” You smiled quite sadly, “Things never change do they.” You said it like it was a fact instead of question.

He titled his head with narrowing eyes. “The other you is rich, but also just as sad. He works so hard and is always blaming himself. Doing everything to make sure Gotham thrives. Things never change.”

He nodded. His blue eyes blanking as they stared at you. Only seeing love in those eyes of yours. No matter what he’s done, or perhaps violent, whether it was him or the other him you’d love him.

“He treats you good?”

“Always. He cares too much, so much it’ll kill him if he’d ever to lose me or anyone else he cares about.” You reassured.

Bruce found himself thinking that when he met his world’s you he’d protect you too. If this was you and your original then he’d protect you too.

Yeah, he couldn’t lose anyone else otherwise he’d lose it too.

WONDER WOMAN

“Woah you’re so tall and pretty!” You giggled when looking up at the woman with flowing dark hair, blue eyes, and red tattoos.

Diana, but not your Diana. Someone who belonged to the darkness, but good. She was intimidating but she was warm like the sun. Just like your Diana.

“Why thank you.” It was her, definitely. “You’re not from here. You came through with magic. May I ask how that happened?” She mused with a tiny laugh as you got a look at her prosthetic arm.

“A man named Savage made a device that sent people to different universes. It broke in the fight and I got sucked in.”

You played with the parts of your hero costume as you stared up at her tall stature. “My Diana, she tried to save me but couldn’t reach me.” You thought of your Wonder Women.

Just as beautiful and dressed in blue,yellow, red, and white. Flowing black hair and her blue eyes. She looked like a goddess and looked like light.

“My Diana? Another version of me, good [ ]?”

“Yes, my Diana is a lot less dressed in darkness and born in Paradise Island, a land full of women called Amazons.” You noted how she froze when she heard you speak.

You wavered over her expression. “You aren’t from Themyscira. From Hell maybe?”

“How did you figure it?” Diana’s brows were up to her forehead as you giggled. “You’re whole getup kinda screams hell. But you’re still my Diana. I can see that.”

Diana hadn’t met you in her reality. She hoped you existed here, and was just as kind as you.

A smile that made you shine like the sun. A sun that Diana only experienced when she arrived her on Earth.

“I see. Well I’m glad your perception is of me being evil.” She summed up. Her arms bulking as she crossed her arms. Your eyes glittered in excitement as she did so.

“Of course, because no matter how my Diana looks I’ll always love her.” The heat from your cheeks were loud. Diana couldn’t deny the flush of her cheeks.

Truly you were the birth of the Gods. A treasure she would protect; in every universe and any version of you.

SUPERMAN

Clark, or Kal-El floating in the air with blue eyes that were haunting. He didn’t give off that golden retriever aura like you were so used to.

He wasn’t all that huge, and this Superman was lean yet fit. Those eyes weren’t all that calming but haunting. Bright gold was shining off of his suit. Long hair and fair amount of stubble on his chin and jaw.

He was distant.

So unlike your Kal-El. In fact there was no Clark Kent. Simply the his Kyrptonian identity.

If was it was there then it was nonexistent.

Suddenly you felt a red cape surround you. Kal-El coming down and wrapping it around you. Your clothes were ripped. How you got here, but all you knew is that a machine by Gorilla Grodd broke and here you were.

That last memory being Clark being too late in saving you. Tears flowing from his eyes as you escaped into a blue light, and here you were.

“Kal-El…”. You shakily spoke.

“You know me?” He spoke. His voice still as he stared at you blankly. His mind twisting in gears. “Yes, but not mine. I can see that. I’m not from here.” You looked around to see the torn down buildings.

“You’re so much different from my Kal-El. My Superman is much more smiley, but I can see there’s goodness in you.” You looked hopeful into your eyes.

“This world is ugly. Some of these humans are ugly.”

His words made you still. Kal-El looked at you when he felt you falter. Shock in your eyes. That expression fatally fell to a sad smile.

“This world has been cruel to you.” Your hand drifted to his face. He didn’t know why but he allowed himself to melt into your touch. “But you still want to help. Humans are horrible but still fighting will make a difference.”

His expression seemed somewhere else. Like he was hearing someone else’s voice. Blue eyes flickering everywhere for anyone around you two. They came back to you and looking your eyes, locking eyeballs.

A hopeful look in them, “In your world, is it good?”

“Yes, and evil. But we do our best because even the tiniest effort can make the difference, Kal-El.” You gave him a smile. Cupping his face to which he melted.

A loud explosion was heard from elsewhere. Immediately you found yourself in his chest. His suit feeling different, and not made out of cloth like your Superman.

Kal-El made up his mind. Until you could return back to your universe he would protect you. Your world needed your goodness, and so did his other version.

After all it was true. Even if his suit said otherwise. Because maybe a world can be saved from themselves.

Just one step at a time.

This is the story of a wounded Palestinian woman, a reflection of so many of us living in Gaza. Her hijab soaked in blood could be mine—her pain is mine. I am an oppressed and weak woman in Gaza, and I carry unbearable grief. My baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we don’t have the money. I am begging you with all that’s left in me—please help us. Your donation could be the difference between life and death for Qais. He needs urgent care and medicine that we simply cannot afford.

Life in Gaza crushes us every single day:

1. I wait in line for two hours to bring back food to our tent—food that’s barely enough to keep us going.

2. I clean the shoes of strangers in the street—just to earn a little money to buy Qais the medicine he needs.

3. We were turned away from the hospital—they told us no money means no treatment, even for a two-year-old child.

I carry this burden in silence, but I can’t keep going alone. I’m doing everything in my power to save my child, just as countless mothers here are doing for theirs. Without help, I’m afraid I will lose him. Please, donate anything you can—even the smallest amount could buy Qais a dose of medicine, a warm meal, or another chance to live. Share our story. Stand with us. Help me keep my son alive.

Please donate here

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my (super)mannn he’s so adorable

DAVID CORENSWET as Superman Superman Featurette - Behind the Scenes Look

PREACH 🙏

I could write a full-on essay on this. I might honestly

I just really miss pre 2000s Batman. The one that didn’t abuse the kids he saved up from abusive homes and from the streets, the one that loved and raised them. That mourned them and grieved hard enough Alfred thought Bruce would kill himself. Yes he trained them and pushed them to the brink but he still loved them. Ferociously. Step to his family and he steps to you in his 300,000 dollar rich man loafers.

MOONLIGHT DROPS

bruce wayne x reader x selina kyle | nsfw

CW! threesome, battinson, after events of Batman (2022), recieving oral (selina) , switch Bruce, top selina, bottom reader, gn! reader, riding, unprotected sex (pls be safe in real life)

"Move your hips, baby." Her voice was like smooth butter. You whined as you worked down on the organ below you.

The man below her, on her heat groan when you met his pelvis. "Selina! I don't think I-"

"You can." A teasing smile made way on her face. You flushed red seeing that. Her hands cupped your face as you cried from the stretch.

"C'mon move. Make Brucie feel good." She licked her lips as you followed her order. You rolled your hips on Bruce. Thighs burning and tearful eyes you cried out feeling his cock hitting all your special points.

Bruce moaned below.

Selina moaned in response. "Come here, baby." Her lips interlocked with yours. Silencing your cries of pleasure.

"Ah fuck- Bruce!" Selina laughed. Bruce was pressing his fingers hard into her thighs while eating her out. "What a good boy!" She ruffled his hair as he kept going.

Even more; she was getting off to you being subjected to his tiny thrusts up into you. You still tried to keep on the rolls of your hips but it hurt to do so.

"Make me cum, honey." She caressed Bruce's head gently, while also tugging on his hair to make him go harder. "Make our baby cum, okay?" She grinned seeing you utterly fucked out.

No longer were you moving your hips and were being subjected to his tiny thrusts.

Selina grinded her cunt against his tongue. Her moans loud and passionate. Her fingers moved and tugged and twisted at your nipples. You cried in response and holding onto her shoulders.

"Selinaaa nooo!"

She let out a cruel laugh and it turned into a loud moan as she came from Bruce’s expert tongue. “Oh good boy, Bruce.” She laughed while on your ass.

“Go on look up.”

Bruce looked up where you found the grease paint running down his face. His hands adjusted their hold on your hips and thrusted fast and hard. You yelped and moaned his name.

“Go harder. Faster.” Selina smirked as she came behind you and placed her hands on your waist which made you go faster. You flinched at her tongue.

Both she and Bruce were making a mess out of you. She kissed you and used her tongue. The vibrations of your moans were muffled in her mouth. Your ears could hear Bruce loudly moaning whimpering both your names.

Selina pulled at your chest with ease as she maked out with you with no shame. You flung your head way to cry from the overbearing pleasure. A feeling in your gut becoming worse the more Bruce’s thrusts became more erratic.

“What a good job you’re doing.” She giggled.

You ended up coming and Bruce kept on going. Overstimulated so much do to Selina’s tampering with your body. Her kitten lips at your chest making it so much worse. Clinging to her shoulders as Bruce handled his last few thrusts.

Coming inside you deeply and nice.

You and Bruce both moaning loudly. Your own body shivering from the amount of stimulation that was attacking your body. Selina didn’t let up on your assault at first but she soon did when you made a face.

“Good job kittens.” She giggled. You pulled against her chest, and Bruce scrambled to hug both you and her.

You felt plump feeling of Selina’s breasts against your neck and Bruce’s pecs in front of your face. You felt loved and cared for.

And trapped as you heard Selina and Bruce share a kiss. Selina taking the lead and making a sensitive Bruce weep when her hand wrapped around his cock.

You cried feeling Bruce’s hands drifted over your previously wreaked opening. His callous fingertips drenched in you and entering and you cried.

Once again Selina tweaked your chest and Bruce dug in to you like a buffet.

You were in for a long night and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

hi can you do like Bisexual Peter Parker(mcu) x fem!reader on which Peter comes out to reader and reader gets even more overprotective when he talks to another girl/guy

Thanks!!

OH, JEALOUSY

peter parker x reader | sfw

CW! female! reader, reader and peter are adults (after nwh), jealous reader, oblivious peter (he's a sweetie), friends to lovers

Peter was so scared when he admitted his sexuality to you. You were his first friend since the spell and he was afraid to tell you.

Thankfully you accepted him for who he was.

And of course, you would. You loved this boy turned superhero who saved you, and you too became one to accompany him. You grew to love this sweet and traumatized boy.

However, now you can't deny your jealousy underneath when Peter in contact with both genders. It wasn't just girls who were getting close to him; you were also noticing men's wandering eyes.

And this poor man didn't notice such behavior. Peter was going on about his day and friendly talking to people both as citizen and as the Spiderman. It utterly killed you that he didn't notice, but you also found it adorable.

Very conflicting.

And oh so subtly you started to act differently when you noticed these other people who had interest in Peter. You had a crush on him you admit it.

Never did you plan to tell him and you couldn’t deny your jealousy. Poor thing still wasn’t seeing it.

“What’s your deal with me?”

Gwen has asked humorously. You simply stared before feeling your cheeks her hot. You knew why and were embarrassed. You simply became so much more protective at the notion of Peter being with someone else.

“Nothin..” You would mumble under your breath.

“You like Peter don’t you.”

You certainly didn’t like her teasing, but you couldn’t deny it. You loved Peter and you were protective of him now. After all the pain and suffering he’d been through you’d hate to have him be hurt again.

“Um…” Peter flushed red seeing you beside him with an angry stare on your face.

The assailant being an another girl scurried out.

“What was that?” Peter asked with a quirked smile. He saw you realize what you just did and freaked out. Suddenly you were hundred of steps away from him.

“Nothing!” You practically screeched with a hot face.

Just as the assailant did you ran away, “See you tonight!” You spared nothing and explained nothing to him as you ran away.

Peter blinked.

“Oh she’s down bad.” Another whispered to another.

It was then that you weren’t the only one flushed red and embarrassed.

I can take them (not in a fight)

By @ smallstarrrr on xTwitter

Can you do a part 2 request for Tomas Vrbada x Muscular!Fem Reader in slightly smut?

Imagine Tomas sees his girlfriend in her nightgown. As she flexes her muscles to make him blush red

NIGHTTIME THOUGHTS

tomas vrbada x reader | sfw / nsfw-ish

CW! female reader, suggestive content, like only humping or explicit thoughts, fluffy, topish reader, Drabble

part 1

An empty bed and flushing ninja in it. How long ago had he’d been noticed by her, by you. A magnificent goddess with a overpowering stature.

A tall woman with a magnificent build.

You were everything that he admired.

Especially in that nightgown you threw onto your body. It hugged you in the right places and in the moonlight it was utterly beautiful to see you.

Finding you beautiful is always how he gets himself in these situations; you on his lap. He adored your weight on his lap, and movement of your hips.

You were forceful with it. Hands surrounding his face to make him look you in the eyes.

Or maybe what got him in this situation is when your flexed your muscles. Any time you did that he was flushing red. Didn’t know why but he liked the thought of getting dominated by you.

“Who’s my good boy.” It wasn’t a question. That teasing smirk of yours had him shaking. His hands resting on your hips as you two pleased each other.

“Me.” He whispered with a wobbly smile.

You laughed as you kept on moving. “You are and will continue to be.”

He laughed as he was pushed down onto the bed. The rustles of your nightgown being thrown and his own pajamas being taken off it would be a long night.

Especially when he caught sight of your magnificent body.

God, Tomas loved his life.

More importantly he loved you.

Johnny Cage (top) x Kenshi Takahashi (bottom) smut. Maybe manhandling kink and rough smut followed by fluff/comfort (feel free to write whatever floats your boat).

🎀"LITTLE MOMENTS"🎀

johnny cage x kenshi takahashi | nsfw

cw! explicit sexual content, no plot/what plot, fluff and comfort, rough sex, biting, fluffy end, aftercare, top johhny cage, bottom kenshi takahashi, choking, attempt at dirty talk (I'm trying something new pls help), coming inside

thank you for the request! i had a lot fun with this since this type of smut is out of my expertise. It was fun experimenting!

Red marks were prevalent on the man's skin as he was turned by the hips. The cloth around his eyes moved slightly against its knot.

A light gasp came from Kenshi's lips as he pleaded for something to happen. The body in front of him was Johnny who had that stupid grin on his face.

"Johnny-"

The man came down sharply with a pinch to the blind man's thigh.

"Quiet."

Johnny lightly laughed as he entered once again into the other man.

Kenshi gasped which was followed with a noise. His tattooed hands clawed at the man's back as he was subjected to desperate and rough thrusts.

"Please-"

"Quiet!"

The blind man threw his head back as his sweet spot was hit hard and continuously by the assailant above him. The assault continued and Kenshi found himself trapped between the arms of Johnny. The weight pressured down and Kenshi groaned at the slight pain.

He felt the pressure ease up.

"God! Johnny!" A hand cupped over his mouth. He whined against the skin as he was assaulted even harder.

"Talk and I'll make it worse for you." A teasing tone from the actor followed that action. "How bout' some choking?" Kenshi groaned against his hand at that. Down below he throbbed and moved continuously as he was pushed down into the silk sheets.

"Got it Ken-Doll." The hand was removed and it went to the blind man's neck. Firm and tight. On instinct, Kenshi's hands clung to the wrist of the man above him. Kenshi opened his mouth for air, but nothing came in.

Once again he throbbed. Tried to make whines and whimpers but all that came was the strangled noises from being choked. "Feel good, Ken-Doll?" Johnny grinned darkly. The man below him simply tried to whine at his words and squeeze his neck.

The strangled words died and into bubbles. For some relief, Johnny removed his hand. The sweetness of air entering made the man in the sheets gasp. Gritting his teeth he hissed feeling his muscles contract.

A moan came from above. Kenshi lightly laughed, and a light slap was hit against his thigh. "Oh, you think that's funny?" A shiver ran up Kenshi's spine, and his filled crevice was suddenly empty. His whine did not stay long as a yelp was caused by the firm hands on his bare hips.

Like before Kenshi found himself on his hands and knees. His back was pushed by strong hands that were too calloused, and they weren't kind to him. Pecs and stomach were pushed against his back as a familiar organ filled him.

A moan spilled out before his mouth was taken by the other man. A groan within the kiss came out as Kenshi's blindfold was pulled lightly against his face.

A firm hand was on his hip as he was thrusted into and pushed down in the fabric below. It was all too much. The bruising speed was too much.

Kenshi ripped his head away for the need of air. Johnny made a noise of glee watching the man below him whine. "Too much for you Ken-Doll? Can't handle it?" He teased relentlessly.

"I'm gonna cum-"

"Do it."

A growl came from the topping male as Kenshi groaned as his throbbing cock came onto the sheets. The clenching of the muscles around Johhny was intense. The tightness itself made the actor cum.

"Fuuuck!-"

Johnny groaned loudly. His entire weight dropped onto Kenshi who groaned in pain and pleasure. He panted due to the overstimulation of his cock that was making friction against the ruined silk bedsheets.

The room was full of panting and moments breathing heavily. Ruffles of fabric moving and a creak of the bed moved as bodies moved around. Kenshi groaned as body weight was released and there was no longer any pressure. A whimper follow when there was friction between the sheets and his cock.

Pulling out allows a flow of white substance to come out. Thick and lots of it. Johnny patted the other's rear end and he left quick on his feet. Kenshi groaned as he picked himself back up, and just as he was on his knees hands grabbed him.

"No moving, Ken-Doll." The tussle of hair moved as his blindfold was loosened. "Let me take care of you." A chuckle from the blind man filled the air as he was pulled into the actor's chest.

"You were just manhandling me, and now you're talking me to be nice?" He laughed mockingly.

"Oh shut it." Johnny playfully teased. When wiping the other's lower section he grabbed onto the other cock and squeeze.

"Ah! Johnny!" A dark chuckle was heard from beside his ear, like a whisper.

"Don't be a brat."

Light laughter was released from Kenshi's lips. Cleaned he turned around and relished in the hold of the actor. "I'll hold you to it." They shared a laugh.

"You're such a brat."

I think he did it just right

guys i think he overdid it