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DCEU Prompt Post #1

Welcome to Round One of the DCEU Kink Meme!

Please have a look at the extended rules here.

The important rules in short:
  • Post anonymously.
  • Negative comments on other people's prompts (kink-shaming, pairing-bashing etc.) and personal attacks of any kind will not be tolerated.
  • One prompt per comment. Warnings for common triggers and squicks are encouraged, but not required.
  • Prompts should follow the format: Character/character, prompt.
  • Keep prompts to a reasonable length; prompts should not be detailed story outlines.
  • No prompt spamming.

Please direct any questions to the Ask a mod post. For inspiration: list of kinks .

Prompt, write, draw, comment, and most importantly have fun! Please link to your fills on the fill post.

Here's the discussion post for all your non-prompt/fill needs.

We now have a non-DCEU prompt post for any prompts in other 'verses (comics, animated series, other movies or TV shows etc.).

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Re: Less Crappy Omegaverse

(Anonymous) 2016-05-12 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel you!! seconded!!! +100000000

Re: FILL: Mine (Bruce/Clark, branding, possesiveness)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-12 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Glad you like it!

Re: FILL: Mine (Bruce/Clark, branding, possesiveness)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-12 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you!

Bruce/Clark, touch-starved!Bruce

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce may have a lot of sex, but he doesn't really do non-sexual touching - no cuddling, no hugging, no kissing and snuggling after he's done fucking. And he usually keeps his shirt on with his hook-ups because his scars are very suspicious. So most of the time sex is more about him touching someone else than about them touching him.

But when he sleeps with Clark, he can undress because Clark already knows he's Batman, and Clark is sure as hell going to pet every inch of skin and every scar Bruce has. Bruce all but melts a little.

Re: Writing post

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you, mod!

Bruce/Clark, breakup

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd love to see a fic in which their no strings attached, kinky and often violent affair kinda backfires on them. Because Clark eventually realises that just fucking and pretending that he doesn't have feelings for Bruce doesn't work for him anymore. And because Bruce sucks at feelings, he agrees that clearly they need to stop sleeping with each other and spending so much time together (because he's crazy about Clark, but it's not like Clark will ever be happy with him, right?). Cue painful breakup. Preferably with an eventual reconciliation, however you can make that happen. I just want to cry a lot first. ;)

FILL: "Twenty Questions", Bruce/Clark, breathplay, (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"How did you learn to control your strength?"

It was the first indication Clark had that Bruce was awake. He made the mistake of glancing down to see him, watching him work. The split second was enough to cause a typo that sent Clark's fingers into a ten word pile-up before he could stop. He'd done what any self-respecting reporter would do when they woke up in the bed of a handsome naked billionaire: gotten out his laptop and started writing. He owed Perry a story for the weekend edition.

"I ate a lot of scrambled eggs." Clark started backspacing. The muscles of Bruce's back shifted invitingly as he rolled onto his stomach in the sea of white bedding. He was sleep-rumpled, unshaven, and had pillow creases and a skeptical look on his face. He was lightyears more beautiful than he had been in his bespoke suit when they went to bed.

"Scrambled eggs?"

"My mom used to volunteer to make a pile of angel food cakes for the school bake sales and made me crack and separate all the eggs. Get even a drop of yolk in the whites and they're useless." Clark set the computer aside and scrunched down from where he was propped against the plush padded headboard.

Bruce Wayne was using two services while he was in Metropolis on business, a palatial hotel penthouse, and a free nightly shuttle service courtesy of Clark so Batman could still patrol Gotham. He had taken one night, one single night, for the two of them. Clark wasn't going to waste the opportunity, story or not. They met in the middle to kiss, Bruce dragging himself up as Clark slouched. "Why—mmm, do you ask?"

"Just curious. If I could do the things you can I'd probably break the keyboard."

"That wasn't exactly a bloodless battle either," Clark admitted as his hand drifted down Bruce's back. "These days the springs and I have reached a détente. I don't type too fast and they stay attached to my computer."

A lock of hair fell messily across Bruce's temple when he collapsed, laughing wry and warm, against Clark's stomach.

It was idyllic.

Which is why it was obvious Bruce was lying through his teeth.
___

In Bruce's bed again, a few weeks later. Gotham, so his actual bed. The sheets were still pristine white. Alfred had his mouth pinched up tight the time he'd mentioned it was easier to get bloodstains out of something you can bleach.

Clark was the second one to wake this time, to the feeling of a leg slung over his, and of fingers lingering over his back, systematically tracing each muscle, most he didn't know the name of. Bruce undoubtedly did.

"How is your skin completely invulnerable?" Bruce's voice was raspy and warm. It had been a good night. "I used to wonder if it was some kind of forcefield, before, but your skin feels just like anyone else's. Unless it's a proportionate response to pressure, so the lighter the touch," and Clark gasped as Bruce did just that, scraping his fingernails up the side of his ribcage. "Really?" Bruce laughed. "Do you even need to breathe?"

"You try having someone do the same thing to you and see if you don't," Clark said dryly. "Good morning to you, too." The playfulness was bittersweet. If Bruce were always as at ease as he seemed he wouldn't be Bruce—not his Bruce, as Clark had unfortunately caught himself thinking once or twice, the man somewhere between this mask and the bat's.

Clark panted carefully through his nose—had to, if he didn't want to flail—as Bruce traced each knobbly vertebra of his spine with technical precision.

"And whatever cell death would occur in a human from lack of oxygen would heal anyway because you feed on sunlight." Bruce wasn't laughing anymore. There was a reason Clark hadn't mentioned he would heal even if he wasn't breathing. The scar had been gone for months and Bruce could still trace the outline from memory. He'd gone still, palm broad and warm flattened between Clark's shoulders. His hands told the truth, the same way they told all his secrets if someone were to look. He had scars and calluses left by everything from electrical wiring to knife fights, and in those quiet, focused moments under the jokes and questions he touched Clark like he was a gadget Bruce wanted to take apart and look at the insides of.

"So that's the real secret of Superman," Bruce said finally. "He's part plant." His fingers barely skimmed the fine hairs at the nape of Clark's neck, and Clark shivered as he arched, tell-tale goosebumps prickling up along his shoulders. Bruce's hand stilled again. "Wait, are you ticklish?"

Clark cracked one eye open to give him an appropriately withering stare. "Why don't you stick to your strengths and leave asking questions to the professionals, Mr. Wayne?"

"Mr. Wayne's strengths," Bruce said as he spread himself out over Clark's back, breath hot and damp against his ear. "That would be spending obscene amounts of money and taking beautiful people to bed, I take it? And here I am without my wallet."
____

It wasn't a coincidence that Bruce Wayne's talents involved keeping company with beautiful people. Clark had seen it in action, covering a charity function where Bruce had been charming a strikingly gorgeous Kenyan woman who was—and Clark could say this with authority—built like an Amazon. When Bruce found out she was an MD-PhD in Tropical Medicine and Pharmacology he lost even his feigned interest in taking her home and funded her vaccine program instead.

Whichever mask Bruce was wearing at the time, there was always a trained investigator underneath, one who couldn't afford to be investigated in return. Smart was dangerous, with a secret like his.

If someone didn't already know it.

It didn't add up. The first few months—the after to Bruce's nebulous before, since they'd figured out the friction between them could be put to better ends than fighting—had been restrained in a way Clark would call hesitant in someone else. If it had been some kind of force of habit for Bruce to question someone he'd taken to bed it should've happened then.

The potential intelligence Bruce had garnered from those few cautious months all zipped through his mind as quickly as if he were speed-reading a newspaper: gauging how observant he thought Clark would be when Bruce did start questioning him, making his own assessments before he asked for Clark's, or determining whether the intimacy was worth suffering through in exchange for the intimate access.

Clark had a brain that worked so fast his heart couldn't keep up. All those possibilities had torn by before he'd even lurched to a real understanding of the last one, halfway back across the bay to Metropolis, and something in his chest clenched so tight he had to careen to a clumsy landing on the maintenance platform for one of the channel markers so he could catch his breath and wait for the pain that was always so foreign to fade.

Whatever access Batman could've wanted, he'd certainly gotten it. The idea of some government drone opening Clark up to see how he worked had given him nightmares since he was a kid and his dad had to explain why he couldn't join the Pop Warner team.

All Bruce would've had to do was ask.

Re: FILL: "Twenty Questions", Bruce/Clark, breathplay, (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
OP here and I am so happy about this fill, anon! This is so great, I love the whole atmosphere of them waking up together, I love Clark's playfulness and Bruce's endless curiosity.

Alfred had his mouth pinched up tight the time he'd mentioned it was easier to get bloodstains out of something you can bleach.
I can imagine this so perfectly. <3

his Bruce, as Clark had unfortunately caught himself thinking once or twice, the man somewhere between this mask and the bat's.
Awwww, yes, yes, I love this.

He had scars and calluses left by everything from electrical wiring to knife fights, and in those quiet, focused moments under the jokes and questions he touched Clark like he was a gadget Bruce wanted to take apart and look at the insides of.
That whole part about the scars (or lack thereof in Clark's case) is utterly beautiful and so perfectly Bruce. And Bruce snarking about it is cute. <3

When Bruce found out she was an MD-PhD in Tropical Medicine and Pharmacology he lost even his feigned interest in taking her home and funded her vaccine program instead.
This makes me so happy. Bruce's actual philanthropist side comes out so rarely in fics and I love to see it here. I generally love how you write Bruce, continuously questioning everything, weighing different parts of every equation, never really relaxing.

This doesn't even have breathplay yet and yet I'm already completely in love with this fill anyway. Can't wait to see where this is going. Your characterisation of both of them is so perfect. <3

Re: FILL: "Twenty Questions", Bruce/Clark, breathplay, (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I am so in love with Bruce using his investigative skills, and poor Clark, questioning the whys and his insecurities. Can't wait to see more!

Re: FILL: "Twenty Questions", Bruce/Clark, breathplay, (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-13 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Aww, I liked the little egg story. Seems plausible enough.

And the thought of Clark being ticklish is just adorable.

I like where this is heading.

Re: Bruce/Clark, Bruce topping from the bottom

(Anonymous) 2016-05-14 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
why this one haven't been filled yet?

Bruce/Clark, Roleplay

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Clark dresses up in an early Robin suit (you know, the classic one with the booty shorts) for a roleplay scenario, and Bruce gets the most awkward boner ever.

Bruce/Clark, sensory deprivation w/Clark in a straitjacket

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
For some reason (sex pollen, rare Kryptonian heat, ~magic) Clark needs to be restrained in a straitjacket that dampens his powers and kept under watch lest he do something rash in his lust.

And then eventually Bruce needs to gag him for fear that he hurts himself by biting (though really it's because of the outlandish filthy begging he's been doing).

And a blindfold soon after because the look Clark throws at him, Bruce almost things his heat vision will come stuttering back to life.

And then some earplugs because Clark whipping around frantically at every sound seemed cruel.

So now he's got a horny gagged and bound Kryptonian trying to hump a crater into the floor of the Batcave while making keening noises with his usually neat hair becoming a curly mess, and Bruce's balls have never been so blue.

Bruce/Clark - Country Clark

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
So, I've had the Reba song "Fancy" on repeat for a few days and now I want all the fic of country folk in the big city. Doesn't necessarily have to follow along with the song - I just really want more people playing up Clark's country side.

I don't mean I want a full-blown, overly stereotypical country accent - but I just want him saying "y'all" or using a country phrase that makes Bruce look at him funny. Maybe Clark's super tired because he hasn't slept well for a month and his accent's thickened or maybe he makes three cow jokes too many and Bruce doesn't know how to Deal With This.

Sorry, I'm not trying to be overly specific. Basically: Clark's country side comes out and Bruce is confused.

Re: FILL: "Twenty Questions", Bruce/Clark, breathplay, (1/?)

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
I don't even know what to say, anon, I love every single thing about this so much, from the eggs story to Clark's unhappy (and totally understandable, because Bruce) thought process at the end, and everything in between. Excellent work - and no pressure, of course, but I am so looking forward to more of this fill!

[Mini-Fill] Bruce/Clark, breakup

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
A/A: Just a quick and dirty fill; hasn't been edited. I hope someone gives you a proper fill, though!

*

Clark has always known that Batman could be cruel. He just never thought that Bruce could be, too.

("I can't do this anymore," Clark says, watching Bruce carefully. He wants to hope.

Bruce only glares a little as he puts his shirt back on, says: "Could have given me a little warning."

And then he's gone and Clark feels only cold.)

*

Bruce keeps his breathing even until sensors show that Clark is out of Gotham - only then does he put his head in his hands and screams.

("I can't do this anymore," Clark says and Bruce refuses to his body react.

Reacting gets you killed, he thinks to himself. Reacting gets you killed, reacting gets you--

Out loud he says: "Could have given me a little warning." And he glares and he can physically see the way Clark breaks. Clark was so powerful in so many ways - but Bruce sees his cracks, can't help but press on them as he himself self-destructs.

He puts his shirt back on and leaves the room - knowing that Clark wouldn't stay. No one ever does.)

*

End.

Re: [Mini-Fill] Bruce/Clark, breakup

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ugh that hurts so good, anon!

Bruce/Clark, Joker targets Clark

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
So the Joker tends to do fucked up things to people who are close to Batman so I just want to see what he would try doing to Superman/Clark (since in this universe his identity seems to be easily discoverable).

Re: [Mini-Fill] Bruce/Clark, breakup

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
OUch, anon. So much pain!

knowing that Clark wouldn't stay. No one ever does

Maybe speak up and say something!! :'(

Re: Bruce/Clark - Country Clark

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
They can have the age old "soda" vs "pop" vs "soda pop" debate

Re: [Mini-Fill] Bruce/Clark, breakup

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
Anon, you have some precision blows there. Owww my heart. :(

Bruce/Clark, matchmaking AU

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Lex said, "Mm, Bruce Wayne meets Clark Kent. Ah, I love it! I love bringing people together! How are we?" and then he beamed some more and added, "When's the wedding, boys?"

Or the one where Lex Luthor is the billionaire matchmaker and his greatest triumph is bringing Bruce 'Never Getting A Ring On This Finger' Wayne and Clark 'Yeah Okay' Kent together.

Re: Bruce/Clark - Country Clark

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
NA

Yes! Imagine Bruce:

"Ain't isn't a real word, Clark! You're a journalist for fucks sake!"

"Clark, why are you putting ice in your tea? What are you doing?!"

"What's a Toby Keith and why are red solo cups so important?"

"What's so appealing about dirt roads?"

"What the fuck is a buggy, Clark?"

"Are you really telling me you're not gonna make it to the JLA meeting because of a Jayhawks game? And because NASCAR is on right after that?"

"Why are you calling Dick a grasshopper's knees?"


Obviously there's a lot of room for miscommunication and this prompt is beautiful. I hope these inspire someone.

Re: Bruce/Clark - Country Clark

(Anonymous) 2016-05-15 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
SA

Forgot the most important one: "Don't 'bless your heart' me, Clark! I know that's code for 'you're an idiot but I'm too polite to say anything.'"