— Michael Carter worries about you before a mission

-> gn! reader, established relationship, reader is shorter than Booster (isn’t everyone)

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frog-themed nerd gets yet another DC tattoo ‼️

(loved allll the ideas i got but i wanted something a little more significant to the blog & this has been my byline on here since 2023 so….)

— BLACKBERRY JAM

PAIRING: kyle rayner / reader
PROMPT: blackberry jam
WARNING(S): none, hopeless romantic nerd confusing crushes with heart attacks and other serious medical conditions

At first, it was just a glance. A random, tossed look in your direction as you both passed one another in the narrow stairwell leading up to the art studio.

Kyle didn’t think much of it then; but, as the days went on with his short-term art residency, it became a habit—a wish, really—to search for you in the corners of the draft, frigid building, hoping at a chance to talk to you longer than exchanged pleasantries and acknowledgements of each other’s presence.

Every time he wandered in, his eyes instinctively found you as you talked to another artist using the available spaces or worked on packing the old gallery pieces to make way for the new. No matter the task that preoccupied your attention, you still always managed to offer him a smile—piercing him as an iridescent shooting star from across the way, a shimmering pearl left in the sand whose shine lingered in his mind until he made it to his secluded corner of the studio. It was this almost-routine that had him hooked, lost forever in the potentials carried between every smile and glance you pardoned him with.

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— BLACKBERRY JAM

PAIRING: kyle rayner / reader
PROMPT: blackberry jam
WARNING(S): none, hopeless romantic nerd confusing crushes with heart attacks and other serious medical conditions

At first, it was just a glance. A random, tossed look in your direction as you both passed one another in the narrow stairwell leading up to the art studio.

Kyle didn’t think much of it then; but, as the days went on with his short-term art residency, it became a habit—a wish, really—to search for you in the corners of the draft, frigid building, hoping at a chance to talk to you longer than exchanged pleasantries and acknowledgements of each other’s presence.

Every time he wandered in, his eyes instinctively found you as you talked to another artist using the available spaces or worked on packing the old gallery pieces to make way for the new. No matter the task that preoccupied your attention, you still always managed to offer him a smile—piercing him as an iridescent shooting star from across the way, a shimmering pearl left in the sand whose shine lingered in his mind until he made it to his secluded corner of the studio. It was this almost-routine that had him hooked, lost forever in the potentials carried between every smile and glance you pardoned him with.

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this was so cute 🥺 kyle my beloved

your writing is so wonderful, i love how every word choice *feels* intentional, and the way you lace metaphors & similes in here seamlessly was 💓💓

i also loved the recurring talk about wishes

it became a habit—a wish, really—to search for you

piercing him as an iridescent shooting star from across the way, a shimmering pearl left in the sand whose shine lingered in his mind until he made it to his secluded corner of the studio

like that is just SO kyle

I MISS FLUFFY FICS EVERYTHINGS SMUT NOW💔

Originally posted by gracemaccaullay

I MISS FLUFFY FICS EVERYTHINGS SMUT NOW💔

Originally posted by gracemaccaullay

Y’all say this but don’t support fluff nor angsty fics if it doesn’t have smut attached to it. You can’t have both. And then y’all don’t reblog or comment on your favs works so they go back to the smut. In the words of Kendrick Lamar, it’s not enough.

on top of this, the month/year just started, let ppl breath

ive said this and i agree with it wholeheartedly. this, along with the constant complaints flooding the x reader tags. "i hate the ___ pet name. i hate the ____ kink. i hate this, i hate that." it is sooooo discouraging and not only does it overshadow actual works that are posted under the tag its incredibly rude and annoying to have the entire hashtag flooded with hate and complaints.

in conclusion engage with the fics you like so you encourage writers to put out more of that. like and reblog and comment on the fluff fics you want so bad instead of clogging the tags.

One Kiss Shouldn't Hurt

⋆˚꩜｡ Dinah Lance/Black Canary x reader (fluff + suggestive)

• You two are friends with feelings bubbling up and they finally show properly while you both spar.
• CW: suggestive and flirty, it's insinuated that reader is AFAB but I tried to keep it gender neutral, mild violence (?), possibly OOC since I only read a few things with Black Canary in it, insane sexual tension, BARELY PROOFREAD AND IM HALF ASLEEP DON'T HATE MEEEE
• Based on this request (It's about time I do another fem character x reader fic)

You and Dinah had a...questionable relationship.

Dating different people was on the table, however you both held resentment for the others partner—whenever the other did have a partner. However, today is a good day for the both of you as you're both single at the same time!

You both told yourselves, not to each other, that you're not into each other and that you both wouldn't go after each other in pursuing a relationship.

So as only friends who definitely don't have feelings for each other, you decided to participate in a normal day of training.

She watched as you stretched your body; hands up to the sky, then behind you in a way that your back arched as they clenched together to extend to be adjacent to your upper thighs and the lower glutes.

You both don't know why, but flirting and teases come so unbelievably easy. She walks past you, a hand tracing along your back, "Ready to spar?" She asks, her voice making way for teasing.

The scoreboard was tied, a perfect image of tension that literally mirrored the evident tension present between the two of you as well. You had her hands behind her back, pinning her down and grinning. To tease her, you pry the blonde hair away from her neck, teasingly pecking the skin there, "I think I win this."

My god you were too naïve and cocky because in a flash you were flipped onto your back, looking up at your friend with a short gasp of surprise. Now she was smirking down, and you could feel the firmness of her thighs, clenching against your waist.

"You were saying...?" she taunted, but you couldn't help indulge in your impulsive thoughts.

You wanted to kiss her, it's as simple as that. You want to feel her against you. A kiss wouldn't hurt...

Sitting up, you put your hands on her shoulders that tense in anticipation upon the reasonable assumption of you countering her. She, however, didn't anticipate being pulled into a hesitant yet paradoxically firm kiss.

The softest lips you had ever felt, that's the easiest way to sum up the feeling of kissing Dinah. But in her bewilderment she didn't kiss back.

She jerked away from your lips, her expression startled. You follow her in pulling away, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Dinah. I just thought that there was something between us—oh my lord—" your panic is paused and interrupted by your 'friend' shushing you, her mildly calloused fingers from years of fighting brought forward to press against your lips which are snapped shut.

She murmurs and slowly draws herself forward "I just don't like being rushed, sweetie..." the teasing persisted in her voice.

When your lips connected again, turns out a single—or in this case, second—kiss wouldn't hurt. You knew every aspect of each others lives, how was it that you both knew how to kiss in such a way that makes both of your brains fog up despite not having done it until today?

Your lips moved against the other and a rhythm had been established within the first few moments, you could feel the stickiness of both your lip products mix together, cushioning the kiss. You let out the tiniest squeak at her hands resting on your chest, she chuckles against your lips before continuing the kiss.

Out of need for breath, you both finally detangle yourselves from each other, flushed and warm and huffing. "So, that was fun!" You comment, so astounded you had to let out a chuckle of your own.

"Mhm. How about we continue this at my place? It's been a while since we had a slumber party, right?" she advances, her gaze deep, making you certain that she wants more than a slumber party.

Wow, a single kiss really did not hurt...

dividers by @cursed-carmine

One Kiss Shouldn't Hurt

⋆˚꩜｡ Dinah Lance/Black Canary x reader (fluff + suggestive)

• You two are friends with feelings bubbling up and they finally show properly while you both spar.
• CW: suggestive and flirty, it's insinuated that reader is AFAB but I tried to keep it gender neutral, mild violence (?), possibly OOC since I only read a few things with Black Canary in it, insane sexual tension, BARELY PROOFREAD AND IM HALF ASLEEP DON'T HATE MEEEE
• Based on this request (It's about time I do another fem character x reader fic)

You and Dinah had a...questionable relationship.

Dating different people was on the table, however you both held resentment for the others partner—whenever the other did have a partner. However, today is a good day for the both of you as you're both single at the same time!

You both told yourselves, not to each other, that you're not into each other and that you both wouldn't go after each other in pursuing a relationship.

So as only friends who definitely don't have feelings for each other, you decided to participate in a normal day of training.

She watched as you stretched your body; hands up to the sky, then behind you in a way that your back arched as they clenched together to extend to be adjacent to your upper thighs and the lower glutes.

You both don't know why, but flirting and teases come so unbelievably easy. She walks past you, a hand tracing along your back, "Ready to spar?" She asks, her voice making way for teasing.

The scoreboard was tied, a perfect image of tension that literally mirrored the evident tension present between the two of you as well. You had her hands behind her back, pinning her down and grinning. To tease her, you pry the blonde hair away from her neck, teasingly pecking the skin there, "I think I win this."

My god you were too naïve and cocky because in a flash you were flipped onto your back, looking up at your friend with a short gasp of surprise. Now she was smirking down, and you could feel the firmness of her thighs, clenching against your waist.

"You were saying...?" she taunted, but you couldn't help indulge in your impulsive thoughts.

You wanted to kiss her, it's as simple as that. You want to feel her against you. A kiss wouldn't hurt...

Sitting up, you put your hands on her shoulders that tense in anticipation upon the reasonable assumption of you countering her. She, however, didn't anticipate being pulled into a hesitant yet paradoxically firm kiss.

The softest lips you had ever felt, that's the easiest way to sum up the feeling of kissing Dinah. But in her bewilderment she didn't kiss back.

She jerked away from your lips, her expression startled. You follow her in pulling away, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Dinah. I just thought that there was something between us—oh my lord—" your panic is paused and interrupted by your 'friend' shushing you, her mildly calloused fingers from years of fighting brought forward to press against your lips which are snapped shut.

She murmurs and slowly draws herself forward "I just don't like being rushed, sweetie..." the teasing persisted in her voice.

When your lips connected again, turns out a single—or in this case, second—kiss wouldn't hurt. You knew every aspect of each others lives, how was it that you both knew how to kiss in such a way that makes both of your brains fog up despite not having done it until today?

Your lips moved against the other and a rhythm had been established within the first few moments, you could feel the stickiness of both your lip products mix together, cushioning the kiss. You let out the tiniest squeak at her hands resting on your chest, she chuckles against your lips before continuing the kiss.

Out of need for breath, you both finally detangle yourselves from each other, flushed and warm and huffing. "So, that was fun!" You comment, so astounded you had to let out a chuckle of your own.

"Mhm. How about we continue this at my place? It's been a while since we had a slumber party, right?" she advances, her gaze deep, making you certain that she wants more than a slumber party.

Wow, a single kiss really did not hurt...

dividers by @cursed-carmine