dceu_kinkmeme | DCEU Prompt Post #1

While under the influence of Diana's lasso, Arthur gets a lot more explicit about all the things he still wants to do.

Ha, I like this one!

The team at first thinks Barry is just a slut, which is a surprise given how innocently he comes across but he's a good looking kid, so they figure it's not that weird. Then they figure out that Barry has really been sleeping around just to get by, since he's been living alone and struggling since a long time before they came along. Cue protective team fluff please

Please someone fill this!

Barry and Diana visiting the cemetery to see Steve Trevor and Nora Allen, connecting over their lost loved ones (all gen please)

Barry is young and attractive,so the League figures yeah Barry attracts some attention, but Victor tells Bruce about some guy harassing Barry when Victor went to visit Barry at his new job and wasn't getting the hint that Victor and Barry were together. Cue Bruce showing up at Barry's job while Victor is there and making it clear to Barry's admirer that Barry and Victor are together (like talking about them going on a date or something just to make the guy back off because i love Dad!Bruce a lot and he totally adopted Barry lol)

Seconded!

During JL, Clark bursts out of all of his funeral clothes. Including those nicely fitted black pants and whatever's underneath.

Everything else is golden.

Barry finds out the others birthdays and decides to do something special for them, but since they are all still new to one another he does so in secret.

+ 1: They find out Barry's birthday and do something for him as well

Bonus: He does something for Alfred as well

AN: There can be light slash/pre-slash if wanted

Bruce on his hands and knees getting mounted and pounded like a bitch and loving it.

Wanted to double check before I did anything, but are you okay with BDSM-style pet play? Or is it just the hands-and-knees bitch-banging you're after without slapping pet play onto it?

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Diana becomes sort of Victor's mentor in the League. Victor is still figuring out what his new life looks like now, and part of that is that he's not sure if/how he can still have sex. Diana helps him figure that out, too.

In the comics Eobard is so obsessed with Barry it's almost like he loves him so I'd like to see a scenario where the league has to save Barry from Eobard but Barry is not the Flash this time, and Victor hates watching Eobard torment and yell and scream and hurt Barry in front of the entirety of the Central City Police Department who don't know Barry is the Flash

A magical villainness shrinks Bruce down to 12 inches, binds his arms and legs, and uses him as a dildo.

"You know, I never expected to be on the other side of that horse-sized duck versus duck-sized horse question," Barry said.

Usually Bruce was pretty good at ignoring Barry's chatter over the comms, but this particular battle has been...odd, and the comment briefly gave him pause.

"What?" he asked while shooting a line up toward the enchantress' knees.

He could only imagine what Dick would have to say in this situation. Likely he would never hear the end of him basically re-creating the infamous X-Wing attack on the AT-AT.

"You know: Would you rather fight fifty duck-sized horses, or one horse-sized duck? Only in this case, we're the six duck-sized superheroes," Barry replied.

For once, he actually sounded somewhat breathless. He was evidently tiring himself out in his frantic zig-zagging around the enchantress and her spells.

"Head in the game," Bruce grunted while swinging around the woman's knees.

Barry wasn't the only one tiring from the combat. The whole team seemed to be lagging; Aquaman had already been knocked out of the fight from a bolt of green magic. Superman and Wonder Woman were attacking up high while Flash and Batman attacked low. Cyborg had disappeared to the jet to try and find a technical solution to their sudden size change. Across the board, however, they were all fighting slower with less effective strikes. The enchantress swatted them aside as if they were little more than gnats.

Not even Bruce's tech was holding up against her very well. She could sever his lines with nothing more than a flick of her hand, and more than once he had found himself abruptly plummeting toward the ground. This time when he fell Superman wasn't there to catch him, and he hit the ground hard enough to leave him winded and dazed.

With his vision blacking out and his ears ringing, it took him several moments to realize that the sudden paralysis he was experiencing wasn't a result of the fall. He didn't know whether to be relieved or frightened when his senses slowly returned and he heard the others calling out to one another over the comms.

"Can't move anything!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Bruce could see Barry practically vibrating in his attempt to break free of the spell. It seemed the kid was working himself up into a panic, his eyes rolling wildly behind his mask as he fought the magic binding him.

"Relax, Flash. We'll find a way out," Diana soothed.

Bless her, for being the optimist while Bruce couldn't. He was too busy strategizing, planning contingencies for what they would do if Victor couldn't come to the rescue.

"Perhaps you will find a way free of my spell, but I doubt it," the enchantress said, kneeling down so she was at eye-level with the heroes scattered on her table top. "My magic comes from worlds beyond your comprehension, and with you out of the way I am free to enslave this world to my wishes!"

"Do you think it's just the white villains who get hung up on the enslavement of mankind? I feel like it's always the white ones, which honestly is just a discredit to our race in this day and--"

Barry's ramble was abruptly cut off when he was struck by another spell, this one rendering him unconscious or-- No, just unconscious, thank god. Bruce saw Barry's chest give a shaky but reassuring rise then fall.

"I will show you all, then. With these powers, I can do as I please! You will be my first victims, the first to join my ranks of servants."

Vertigo made Bruce's stomach drop to the floor as he was lifted up. His body was as stiff and immovable as a steel rod, leaving him utterly defenseless when the enchantress held him in front of her face.

"And I think I'll start with you."

Her breath felt like a particularly foul wind gusting over him, far too close for comfort. She laughed at the flicker of emotion on his features and lifted a finger to caress him from head to chest. At this size, it was like being rubbed down with a baseball bat.

"Don't worry, Bat. This is going to be very, very fun for both of us."

"Release him!" Clark demanded. Bruce could see his frustration mounting-- there were no bonds for Clark to strain against, no chains to break. Just his frozen, uncooperative body that refused to budge.

"You are in no position to be making demands," the enchantress replied. "And I'm going to show you all-- I do what I want."

Her leer was particularly unsettling, especially as she carried Bruce over to a chair and sat down, her legs spreading wide enough that Bruce caught a glimpse of pink satin beneath her skirt.

"I want you all to watch this very closely now. I've been thinking of doing this for a long, long time."

She shucked her skirt off, and the pieces began to fall into place. Bruce strained once more against the spell, but either it hadn't started to wear off yet or the enchantress had enough energy to keep it strong even while shimmying out of her underwear and settling back down with her backside on the very edge of the seat, her legs open to leave her fully exposed.

"Take a deep breath, Bat. I wouldn't want you suffocating up there."

Her laugh was the last thing Bruce heard before being plunged up into a warm, damp cavern. He did indeed hold his breath, but even so his stomach turned at the thought of what was happening. Her slick was all around him, and even though he kept his jaw clenched tight he still felt as if he could taste her. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he suspected not.

However, the initial shock of being pushed into her cunt was nothing compared to when she started moving. She held his legs tight and began thrusting him vigorously in and out, pounding herself so hard that his whole world collapsed down to the wet walls sliding around him and the unbearably loud squelching noises that accompanied each upward jab of her wrist. Through it all, Bruce fought to hold his breath and keep his mouth closed, but eventually his lungs were burning to such an extreme that he was forced to gasp in air.

He immediately regretted it. Her salty taste filled him-- from his mouth to his lungs-- and his stomach heaved with it. Gagging only made things worse, only heightened the tang of her on his tongue, but he couldn't control his body anymore. Couldn't fight down these reactions as she used him, turned him into her personal plaything.

Eventually he was pulled out from her cunt, but she wasn't yet done. While he was still gasping for fresh air, she laid him out between her legs and began humping, rubbing the slick folds of her pussy over him from head to toe. With each roll of her hips he had but a moment to gasp in air before his face was once more covered by her labia. It seemed she enjoyed his panting breaths over her clitoris, though, and soon her humping was mostly focused on his face. Her moans vibrated through his skull as she rode his head, two of her fingers forcing him upward so he stayed buried into her vulva.

"One day, I'll have you trained to eat pussy just like this," she panted while rocking against him. "I'll fill your mouth up with my clit and fuck myself with your vibrating friend over there."

Though the thought of Barry being abused like this enraged Bruce, he had very little time to dwell on his anger before he was lifted up and shoved into her vagina once more. Between the suit, her heat, and his own anger he was beginning to feel unbearably hot, especially as the friction built from the jerks of her wrist and rolls of her hips. The heat and oxygen deprivation had his ears ringing once more, dizziness overcoming him so suddenly that he hoped he would pass out through the rest of his degradation.

He had no such luck. Instead, he felt her fist tighten around his legs, and then he was thrust up so hard and deep that he knocked his head against what could only be her cervix. He felt the muscle contractions all around him, the ripple of tissues and sudden flood of discharge that could only mean she had reached climax.

He was withdrawn from her with one final slick squelch, then he was dropped back onto the table alongside his friends. Her fluids pooled around him, clinging to his suit and face.

"That was good, but next time I think I want to see what you'd feel like inside my ass."

Bruce closed his eyes and prayed that Victor returned before next time.

Arthur summons an eel to swim up Bruce's ass while Arthur gives him an underwater BJ. Bruce digs the squirmy tingles up his butt.

"Fuck, Arthur..."

Bruce was never at his most eloquent at times like this. Arthuthis on camera, all of Arthur glistening in his natural habitat, long hair mussed and salty from the sea...The very thought had Bruce's toes curling into the rock he was sitting on.

Arthur came up just long enough to tug r had that effect on him, left him squirming and moaning like he was starring in a porno. And fuck, wasn't that a thought? Getting Bruce into a salty kiss, biting at Bruce's lower lip until it tingled. Bruce couldn't help the needy roll of his hips, how he fucked his cock up against Arthur's thigh.

"Get back down there," he purred against Arthur's mouth.

"Oh, you think you're in control here, do you? That's cute," Arthur said. He gave Bruce's ass a sharp pinch and barked out a laugh when Bruce jerked against him. "I'll show you-- I do what I damn well please with you."

With a gleam in his eye, Arthur sank back down under the water. Bruce thought processes. He leaned back with his elbows propping him up, head tilted back to soak up the sun on his face and chest. The light seemed to warm him the same way Arthur's bobbing head warmed his cock. It felt ut had very little time to worry about Arthur's scheming before the curl of Arthur's lips around his cock cast aside all higherterly decadent, every sense alight with the sensations of the sea and sex.

So lost in the moment was Bruce that he didn't fully process the slimy thing bumping between his legs until he realized-- That couldn't be Arthur's fingers. Both of Arthur's hands were currently preoccupied with holding Bruce's legs splayed far apart.

"Arthur--?"

The question on Bruce's lips was cut off with a sudden gasp as the writhing creature down below surged forward, breaching Bruce in one slick, squirming push. Bruce's spine arched and he cried out, his legs straining against Arthur's hold in a natural instinct to try and close. It was useless; Arthur had him good, and held him fully exposed as the creature wriggled its way deep inside Bruce's ass.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, Arthur!" Bruce cried.

The suction on his cock only strengthened, and Bruce could swear he could feel Arthur smirking around his dick. The sensation on his cock was quickly overwhelmed by the feeling of the creature-- an eel, Bruce thought, though he couldn't get a good look at it-- writhing inside him. Its slimy body undulated against Bruce's prostate, and for a moment the sun overhead was whited out by the stars in Bruce's vision.

Water dripping from above briefly brought Bruce back to his senses, though only just. He peeled his eyes open and stared up at Arthur, wet and magnificent, over top him.

"You like that, Bruce?" Arthur asked. His voice alone was pure sex; it shuddered through Bruce as much as Arthur's teasing hand on his cock did. "Yeah, you like being filled up with my pets. And let me tell you-- it likes it, too. You're so warm, Bruce. The warmest, wettest cavern my eel's ever felt. It wants to stay, wants to burrow deep inside you and fill you up with its eggs."

Bruce couldn't help the filthy moan that rumbled through his chest. Fuck, the things Arthur did to him...

"And now I've got another surprise for you Bruce. Deep breath now, this might get a little intense."

Arthur only left a bare moment for Bruce to wonder what could possibly be on his mind, what could be more intense than a fucking sea creature stretching him to the limit in an effort to slither straight up his colon? He soon found out, all in a jolt that had his toes curling and back bowing with the sudden burst of electricity that lit up his prostate like a goddamn spark plug. Bruce's shouts were only barely covered up by the roar of the sea and his own helpless slapping as he tried and failed to find purchase on the rock beneath him. It seemed every muscle in his body was yanked taut, even his balls drawing up close as the eel tortured him from the inside out.

Finally, it stopped, and Bruce was left panting on the slick rock. His hands shook as he lifted them to cling onto Arthur. They grappled around Arthur's thick biceps and tugged him down for a messy, frantic kiss. Arthur rolling their hips against one another was pure bliss; Bruce's nerves were still alight from the shock, and each thrust had his eyes rolling back and helpless whimpers falling from his lips.

"Another?" Arthur asked.

Before Bruce could gather enough brain cells to respond, the eel was at it again. It could only have been a moment or two, but to Bruce it felt as if time itself had suspended. Hysterically, he began to wonder if this was what Barry felt like in the Speed Force. However, all thought was soon obliterated by another blunt pressure against his ass.

"Arthur! Arthur, no--!"

Bruce's cries were cut off with a sharp scream as Arthur thrust up into him, his cock sliding right alongside the eel. If Bruce had felt stretched to his limit before, it was nothing compared to how he felt now. It was as if every nerve in his body was relocated to his ass; the rest of him felt numb in comparison to the intense, throbbing pleasure between his legs. It took his breath away, left him incoherent as Arthur began rocking into him. So tight was Bruce's grip around him that Arthur couldn't even pull out and thrust properly; all the could manage was small rolls of his hips that had his cock head rubbing against Bruce's sensitive inner walls.

"That's it. Take it. Got you so full you'll be off duty for a week, won't you? Sidelined because of dick, and the whole team will know it, too. They'll watch you limping around the cave and know it's from my cock."

Arthur punctuated his words with a hard jab of his hips that forced a desperate gasp of "ah! ah! ah!" out of Bruce. His nails dug into Arthur's shoulders, surely leaving marks, but marks that were nothing to what Arthur was doing to him. Already his climax was building, and all it took was one ripple of the eel and a sudden burst of electricity for Bruce to scream and shoot off, his balls seizing up tighter than he had possibly ever felt them.

When he came back around, it was to Arthur's soft chuckles and affectionate nuzzling. He felt unbearably empty, his hole still loose and clenching around nothing.

"Smug bastard," Bruce said. His voice was barely more than a sleepy murmur, though he did manage the energy to flinch when Arthur reached between his legs and massaged the pads of his fingers against Bruce's abused entrance.

"I think I've earned it," Arthur replied.

Bruce managed an eloquent "ng" and let himself go completely limp.

Arthur could figure out how to get them off this rock. Bruce needed a nap.

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Clark finds himself deeply attracted to each member of the Justice League. They in turn are all smitten with him, especially Bruce and Barry. Clark decides that he’s not going to limit himself when he can have the whole damn League. So he goes about seducing and claiming each member till he’s got a full set of lovers he can enjoy separately and all at once.

So happy to know I'm not the only one in the Clark x everyone squad. I want this so bad.

What it says on the tin. Bruce having sex with himself. Partial to idiot playboy!Brucie getting banged by dark, intimidating Batman, but not necessary. Any kind of Bruce getting banged by another version of Bruce works; interdimensional shenanigans, magic, demon duplicates, weird wet dreams. Whatever floats your boat.

Bonus for branding (literally or with bites/hickeys) and sex up against the glass windows at the lakehouse. (Also, on mobile so sorry if there's any formatting issues.)

Seconded!

Crossover JL 2017 and Shape of Water where the League infiltrate the science lab where Amphibian Man is being kept. Amphibian Man is a silent character, so they're frustrated when even Arthur can't get anything out of him vut are shocked when the cleaning lady Elisa (Amphibian Man's human girlfriend) translates with sign language as she is deaf/mute and also does not talk but Diana is able to transla

Bruce likes denying himself, using his ridiculous amounts of self-control, as his superpowered partner(s) use him for their own pleasure.

All I want is just Arthur's take on this post: https://imgur.com/gallery/3JIqL.

It can be a personal encounter, a long rant in response to one of Bruce's jabs, but all I want is Arthur just going fucking HAM on how stupid this fish is.

Disclaimer: I think the mola mola is so stupid it's charming in its idiotic way.

Omg I am laughing so hard at this rn

So one of the reasons that Bruce takes Superman’s existence so personally is because he makes Bruce *feel things* that he thought he’d long since buried. Bonus points for hate/self-hate sex, but I’d be happy with just a lot of angst and anger.

AU of the Resurrection Scene in Justice League.

The codex demands that Kal-El find a sustainable mate now that he is the only living Kryptonian once more. Kal-el finds five-- or three, if Barry and Cyborg are too young.

Second this so much!

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It was Barry's suggestion and now the league has a game night every Saturday. One day they might play Mortal Kombat, the next night they might play Mario Kart. One day they play DDR and find out nonone can out-dance Diana (Barry finds out she plays rhythm games on her phone. Arthur personally likes guitar hero and always wins)

Because, um, sweet lord yes. Either of those two in lingerie is a dream come true for my poor gay heart. Could be either a surprise from one to the other, or a request (in which case, if Bruce ends up wearing it, +10000 points for Clark stammering through that conversation), and wherever it might go from there is up to the author, but I just want both of them to be 100% into it and reveling in how goddamn hot it is to see those glorious muscles outlined in lace. <3

holy crap... second this so bad!

Bruce gets shrunk down so Arthur does what any man would do when their fuck buddy is suddenly 12 inches tall-- he uses Bruce like a fleshlight.

Diana in bondage and pussy clamps to keep her legs spread and cunt open for the team.

Bonus points for Bruce talking Barry through how to fuck her.

The League is set and everyone is getting along, but after the brutal beating he got at Bruce's hands in BvS, Clark has been secretly craving for Bruce to take him and be as rough as he wanted. Little does he know that Bruce had been fantasizing about the same thing every since Clark came back, lifted him off the ground by his jaw, and asked him if he bleeds.

When they somehow find out about this mutual kink, they figure out how to go about enjoying each other's darker, rougher sides without dying in the process.

Any M/M, Vocaloid song prompt, abusive relationship, additional rape/noncon and necrophilia

Okay, so maybe I have a bit of a kink for abusive relationships, and I may have been listening to a couple of Vocaloid songs about an abusive relationship a little too much.

I want something that goes along with these two songs: Scrumize and Suji

Like I said, it's about an abusive relationship, Scrumize is from the victim's pov and Suji is from the abuser's pov. In the end, the victim died and the abuser does some necrophilia on the victim's corpse. (I'd like the death to stay, but without the necrophilia though)

My favorite part of Justice League was when Clark made eye contact with Barry during his super speed attack. I was thinking that maybe after the events of the movie Bruce and Clark are christening the new JL tower rooms or whatever and Barry goes exploring the tower at super speed, goes where he’s not supposed to, turns a corner and sees Clark getting fucked by Bruce, as he runs by Clark makes eye contact with him and smiles and idk maybe Barry joins in? Yeah.

Seconded so bad!

Arthur/any, accidental fantasy reveal

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Barry/Others Sleeping around for survival

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(JL Spoilers) Diana and Barry visit the cemetery together

Victor/Barry, Barry Being Harassed (JL 2017 Movie)

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Bruce/Clark SPOILER: JUSTICE LEAGUE Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

Gen/Barry + Team Fluff. Birthdays. 5+1

Any/Bruce, animalistic sex

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Victor/Diana, helping him figure out how to have sex now

(2017 JL Movie) Victor/Barry (One-Sided Eobard Thawne/Barry) Eobard Attacks Barry

Bruce/Villainness, Ultimate size kink (TW: Non-con)

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AquaBat - Aquatic Critter Sex (Bestiality)

[FILL] AquaBat - Aquatic Critter Sex (Bestiality)

Clark/League Members: Clark claims them all

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Bruce/himself, selfcest

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2017 Justice League/Shape Of Water Crossover + League Meets The Amphibian Man

Bruce/any JL member or everyone, edging

Arthur (gen), sometimes wishes he couldn't talk to fish

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Bruce/Clark, internalized homophobia

Clark/League, Post-Resurrection Heat

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Gen Justice League + Video Game Night

Clark/Bruce, Lingerie

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Arthur/Bruce, Turned into a sex toy

Diana/Team, Gangbang + Bondage (consensual)

Clark/Bruce: Mutual pain kink

Any M/M, Vocaloid song prompt, abusive relationship, additional rape/noncon and necrophilia

Bruce/Clark/Barry, Superspeed eye contact but sexual

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