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hi angel!! just wanted to check in and see how youโre doing :)) - โฎ๏ธ
hello! i'm doing alright. i've had a stressful couple of weeks but i'm feeling great now and my writing slump is starting to go away so i'm doing really well now!
i hope you're doing well too! that was really sweet of you to check in though. and hopefully parts three and four to the series should come out either this week or next week! ๐ค
โ summary: your boyfriend dick comes home drunk at two o'clock in the morning after being out with his friends and brother all night.
โ warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol consumption, dick being drunk, it's kind of corny, other than that just fluff.
โ pairings: boyfriend!dick grayson x female reader.
โ wc: 1.1k+ words.
โ author's note: i honestly just wanted to put out a fic that is really fluffy and light since my anxiety has been so wonky recently, so making this is kind of a pick-me-up for me lmao.
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sorry i've gone kinda silent for the past couple of days! i am working on stuff and chapter three of in between two bad decisions may have to get delayed to the week after next week. i've sort of been in a slump this week. it's like i know what i want to write, the words just won't come out and i hate itttt!!
so i may only post short content for the next couple of days or so until i can get more words out and into text. i do have a jason todd fic that most likely will come out in the next couple of days though since i'm almost done it. who knows, maybe that will cure my slump. i hope so ๐ญ
idk how i even came across this page but wrong side of the marsh is actually sooo good ๐ญ๐ like waittt why am i this invested
omg tysm!! it is a series that i have a lot of fun making and i try to release one new chapter every week! i'm so glad you liked it though! ๐ค i was worried that it was lacking ๐ญ
โ summary: you find yourself on the other side of the island, on the cut. that's when you meet the blonde pogue with a heart of gold, jj maybank. the two of you immediately clicked but there was one issue. you were already falling for rafe and now you were falling for jj.
โ warnings: a little suggestive, that's it.
โ pairings: jj maybank x bimbo!reader.
โ wc: 1.2k words.
โ author's note: sorry that it took a little while for part two to come out! i'm trying to post a chapter every week!
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omggg obsessed with the new theme๐!
whatโs bimbo reader up to rn? she thinking about her two little boy toys? - โฎ๏ธ
thank youuuu! my second part is coming out this week and I'm also currently working on part three! i'm not sure if part three wil come out this week, part two definitely will.
she may only have rafe on her mind right now but she's about to have two hot guys to think about ๐คญ๐
no one will ever ever fathom how much i love jason todd
blurb #1 | hal jordan (sfw)
tw: cursing, other than that though just fluff. pairings: boyfriend!hal jordan x female reader.
"Shit!" You winced as you dropped your spoon back into your bowl of soup, softly fanning your lips.
Hal looked up from his dinner, looking over at you. "Are you okay, sweetheart? What happened?"
You sighed as you softly touched the pads of your fingertips to your lips. "I'm fine. I just burned my lips on the soup. I didn't realize it was that hot."
He let out a soft chuckle as he got up out of his chair, circling the kitchen table to stand in front of you. He squatted down in front of you, gently running his hands up and down your thighs. "I'm sorry, babe. I should have warned you that it was still pretty hot."
"You did this to me!" You playfully accused as you pointed your finger at him.
"And I will regret burning your perfect, pretty, kissable lips for the rest of my life. Not a day will go by that I won't feel guilty for this." He looked up at you with with puppy eyes. "How can make you forgive me for this horrible act?"
"Kiss it better?" You asked with a small giggle.
"Now that I can do." Hal said with a big grin as he leaned up to press a soft, loving kiss on your lips. He groaned into the kiss before pulling away. "God, I could never get tired of those pretty lips."
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โ end note: i really love writing for hal. he's so fun to write for.
โ if you liked this fic then i would really appreciate it if you liked, or commented, or reblog it! thanks for reading! โ
PLEASE!! I BEG OF YOU, PLEASE MAKE A FLUFFY FIC OF THAT COMIC PANEL WITH CLARK AND THE KITTENS OR SOMETHING SIMILAR TO THAT IT'S SO CUTEEEEEE SHDJFJNDHJ
thank you for the request! i'm assuming you meant the one with him sitting on the floor with all the kittens around him so i went with that one since i wasn't 100% sure. i hope you like it! you can find the fic here! ๐ค
clark kent bringing home a litter of kittens tw: mentions of kittens being abandoned, other than that just fluff. pairings: husband!clark kent x female reader. author's note: this was a request!
You barely got the front door to your apartment opened when you suddenly herd noise coming from the living room. A choir of high pitched mews and the soft rustling of cardboard.
"Clark?" You called out as you shut the front door and locked it, kicking your shoes off and hanging your coat up. "What's all that noise?"
"Oh, hey honey!" A sheepish voice called out from the living room. "Uhm.. just don't be mad, okay?"
You dropped your keys in the entryway bowl and put your purse down before making your way toward the living room. "Clark? What did you-"
You stopped dead in your tracks, taking in the scene in front of you.
Sitting right in the middle of the living room on the rug was your husband, the man of steel, the symbol of hope, the man capable of moving mountains, looking down at the little ball of fur in his hands with hearts in his eyes.
He was still in his full Superman uniform, sitting cross-legged on the floor. There was a cardboard box nearby and minus the little kitten in his hands, there was four tiny little kittens swarming him.
One calico kitten was frantically trying to scale up his arm, digging it's tiny claws into his suit with little to no success. There was a fluffy little black cat who was fast asleep in Clark's lap, curled up happily and purring. A tiny ginger kitten was currently playing with his cape behind him. There was also a little tortoiseshell kitten who was more interested in playing with a scrap piece of paper on the floor than trying to scale the man of steel.
He was holding a tiny ragdoll kitten, carefully cupping it in his hands and bringing it up to his face. The kitten mewed softly and tapped it's pink little nose against his as it sniffled him, causing Clark to smile.
You cleared your throat since he momentarily forgot that you came home. He froze before slowly turning his head in your direction, looking like a giant golden retriever who got caught red handed with a stolen shoe.
"Well? Care to explain why our apartment is now a petting zoo?" You asked but you were trying hard to hold back the smile that was threatening to break free. You really couldn't be mad at him when he was holding all those cute fur babies.
"They were in a cardboard box in an alley way and I found them during one of my patrols," Clark offered quickly, his voice softening so he wouldn't spook the kittens. "Someone just left them there. They were all alone and it's supposed to storm tonight and all the shelters are closed. I couldn't leave them there."
You crossed your arms, trying to keep you expression stern but failing, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Clark, you brought an entire litter of stray kittens home."
"Yeah but I brought them to you. You know more about cats than I do, and you love cats. You know how to take care of them properly. And we don't have to keep them, we can drop them off at a shelter tomorrow morning, I promise! I just don't want them to end up on the streets again." He looked up at you pleadingly.
The ragdoll kitten in his hands let out a small mew and rubbed it's little face up against Clark's nose. You giggled softly as you watched them. "I'm not going to throw them out on the streets, Clark. I'm not a monster."
You sat down on the floor with him, picking up the small ginger kitty. "Tomorrow morning we can go shopping for cat stuff, make sure we have all the essentials and then we'll have to make a vet appointment." You said distractedly as you kissed the kitten's head.
He looked at you hopefully. "Wait, really? We can keep them? All of them?"
You shrugged your shoulders. "Like you said, I love cats. So do you clearly so, why not? I think it could make our lives a little fuller to keep these little fur babies around."
He gave you a massive smile before leaning in to kiss you softly. The kittens in your hands mewed, causing you to pull away, a soft chuckle escaping past your lips.
"You're so incredible." He murmured softly.
"Me? You're the one that saved the kittens." You laughed. "You're the incredible one." You set the ginger kitty down, watching it pounce playfully on one of the other kittens. "Although since you brought them home, I'm leaving you in charge of picking up the essentials tonight like food and a little box."
"Fair enough. Although, can you help me out? I'm pretty sure the calico kitten got lost under my cape." He laughed.
You chuckled as you shook your head. Your lives were about to become very interesting.
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โ end note: he's so cute omg ๐ญ
โ if you liked this fic then i would really appreciate it if you liked, or commented, or reblog it! thanks for reading! โ
Literally clark kent
