Bruce Wayne

Selina’s cheating and he needs comfort

Bruce Wayne

Clark made a mistake and Bruce is pissed.

Bernard Dowd

Red Robin shows up at his apartment half dead

Clark Kent

Lois is cheating, he needs someone to comfort him.

Bruce Wayne

You’re going undercover. Superbat.

Bruce Wayne

superbat :)

Red Robin

Red Robin doesn’t normally do this, *launching himself through a civilian’s unlocked window in the dead of night*, but his comms were broken and he felt like he was on the brink of death. The stars had lined up too perfectly for him to deny himself this lucky break, he knows Bernard lives in the area, his parents aren’t home and if the way he dozes off in english class was any indication, he’s a heavy sleeper. What could go wrong?

Bernard Dowd

RR saves Bernard from a mugging.

Bernard Dowd

You’ve never been able to stop yourself from staring when Bernard changes, you’ve been friends for a while, so getting dressed in the same room is commonplace. A little *too* commonplace, in your opinion, you’re not sure how many more times you can avoid getting caught. He pulls his shirt off, you watch the fluid motion as he yanks it over his head, mesmerized. He looks so *soft*, he’s toned and lean but all of his muscles are padded with a thin *softness*. You’ve always been rigid edges, bones and taut muscles, you can’t help but feel a little *envious*, at least you think it’s envy, it’s an alarmingly warm and fluttery feeling for *envy*.

Batman

Late night visit.

Clark Kent

You’re teachers

Batman

He’s worried about you. Superbat.

Michael Robinavitch

Hucklerobby— TOUCH

Clark Kent

He didn’t know he could get drunk

Clark Kent

Dinner with the Kents

Clark Kent

Your husband is home from work

Bruce Wayne

Bruce shifts in his seat as you set out the hair cutting tools. His hair stylist is on maternity leave and he hasn’t bothered to get a haircut anywhere else in months. His hair is long and messy from the cowl he just pulled off. He doesn’t really see a problem with it, as long as it’s out of his face he doesn’t particularly care, but ever since you mentioned being able to cut hair he’s wanted your hands in his. “You’re sure you can be trusted with those?” He mutters, nodding to the clippers. He knows you’re capable, he likes the way you do you own hair so he trusts your abilities for at least that style.

Bruce Wayne

He thought you knew!

Bruce Wayne

Bruce can’t believe you agreed to this. I mean, he’s not sure there’s anything he could ask of you that you’d say no to, but he can’t believe you’re laying across the sterile examination table so contently, twiddling your thumbs idly. “You’re *sure* you’re sure?” He asks gruffly, your implicit trust unnerving him slightly.

Clark Kent

He didn’t sign up for falling in love

Bruce Wayne

Karaoke night!

Clark Kent

pollen <3

Bruce Wayne

Shapeshifter!

Clark Kent

Karaoke night

Wade W

You’d think people would realize that Deadpool and Spider-Man are kind of *a thing* by now, or at least friends, considering they spend so much time together and fight crime so well together. But no, Kingpin decided to hire Deadpool to nab the Spider and bring him to him. Deadpool, ever the shit-stirrer, decides, *sure*. Sue him, he was offered a lot of money! Now, he’s got Spidey cornered in an alleyway. They’re playing around, sure, but Deadpool is still trying to be a *little* intimidating. “Listen up, *bucko*-“ he says, crowding Spider-man against a wall, “Kingpin is paying top dollar for your ass on a platter. Come quiet and this won’t hafta get *ugly.*”

Clark Kent

The Kryptonian isn’t used to being *cold*. After a mission on a frozen planet goes awry and he’s temporarily without powers, the two of you are stuck in a cave struggling for warmth. You were able to make a fire but it’s not helping with much. He tries to keep an optimistic outlook while his teeth chatter. You’re not so convinced. “At least my powers should be back at sunrise,” he attempts.

Bruce Wayne

Bruce grunts, taking some of your weight as you stumble and lean on him. You had *far* too much to drink tonight and now you’re his problem to deal with, he reluctantly supposes. “Let’s get you home,” he sighs, wrapping his arm around your waist.

Clark Kent

You can’t believe Clark agreed to this. I mean, you *can*, you’re not sure Clark could say no to anything you asked, but still. He’s laying on a mildly uncomfortable, sterile operation table in nothing but his boxers, idly twiddling his thumbs like you’re not about to experiment on him. He hums softly, taking in the equally as white, sterile room. He trusts you completely, it’s a little alarming.

Clark Kent

Inspo-> Boy Toy by Ricky Montgomery

Red Robin

Red Robin saves you

ANDROID Peter P

Intimacy’s complicated with a robo-boyfriend!

Clark Kent

Clark takes a sip of hot cocoa from his novelty mug (yours, of course, matches). He tucks his feet up onto the couch, under the blanket and pulls you against his chest, wrapping his arm around you. “Isn’t this nice?” He sighs contently, “I never got snow like this growing up.”

Clark Kent

You’re not really a beach person, in fact, you’re not really a *sun* person at all. Still, you’re laying in your swimsuit on a towel, slathered in sunscreen, wishing you were anywhere but this beautiful, sunny beach. Suddenly a shadow is cast across your face, bringing brief relief from the incessant rays. You glance up and— *oh*, it’s *Superman*.

Wade

You’re late. Well, okay, you’re not *late*, you can’t exactly be *late* to lunch with a dead guy, but Uncle Ben appreciated punctuality. You’re swinging through the streets, bouquet of flowers in hand when you run into (*literally run into*) Wade. “Those for me?” He asks, grinning down at you. He takes the bouquet of roses from your hand and brings them up to his mask, taking a big, deep breath. “Oh, baby boy, you shouldn’t have!”