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superbattrash · 3 months
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Do you have any Superbat fic recs? Just kind of stumbled on the ship and am already excited by the notion.
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Hiiiii sweetheart! Welcome to the bright and sunny side of superbat shipping ~ *blows dust off my laptop that I haven’t turned on in a month* oh gross, there are actual spiderwebs on it... I'm so sorry, Maggie. Ahem, first of all. Any and all fics by these talented people: @frownyalfred, @superbatdisasterblog, @susiecarter, @sassyresacon1990 (I know I'm forgetting a lot of people but it's been a while okay)
This is just handful of my ultimate favs, if you need more I'm always more than happy to go through my bookmarks!
tell all the truth (but tell it slant) by susiecarter (rated M)
It takes a while for Batman and Superman to work things out, once Clark comes back from the dead. Pretending to date each other in order to explain why Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent are in the same place so often? Doesn't help as much as you might think.
Condersing Conditions by LeCadavre_1904 (rated E)
Before Bruce and Clark fall into bed for the first time, Bruce has an unusual condition.
Clark is as obliging as always.
don't push me (cause I am close to the edge) by LinguisticJubilee (rated G)
Kara huffs out a breath in frustration. “Every Kryptonian has a heartsong. And they’re beautiful, but when you listen to one on its own it feels like something is missing. It’s like...they have something like this too, right?” She gestures outward impatiently, and Bruce forces himself not to flinch at her casual use of they. “Only they have words written down instead.” 
“Soulmates,” Clark says, his voice strained. 
The word hits Bruce like a bullet through the lung. He keeps his face perfectly relaxed, his heartbeat calm and regular, as he realizes (too late, he's always too late) that he should have expected this all along.
fallin' for him was like fallin' from grace by Resacon1990 (rated T)
“But Bruce isn’t gay?” Clark points out, and there’s an awkward moment of everyone clearing their throats and avoiding Clark’s eyes until he turns to stare at Bruce. “Are you?”
Bruce blinks for a moment before offering a sheepish smile. “I’m not… not?” he offers, and Clark feels his brain just about short-circuit at the news.
Or, five times Clark finds himself falling for Bruce, and the one time he does something about it
No Church in the Wild by TheResurrectionist (not rated but OUCH ANGST)
"I'll have a contingency plan."
"If you're the first face he sees, you'll need it."
Bruce brings Clark back by himself.
smokin' in the boys' room - by The Ressurectionist (not rated but both blood and dicks, so rated Misha HAPPY) (I cannot tell you how many times I've reread this one GUUUHHH)
Bruce Wayne -- billionaire playboy, owner of, at most, three brain cells -- beaten up at his own charity gala. Bruce Wayne, CEO of Wayne Enterprises out of nepotism and dumb luck, whose business wasn’t touched by corruption purely because of incompetence -- Bruce Wayne, airheaded and still generous, still kind, bloody in a stall and trying to hide it. 
His hand clenched on the stall door, crumpling it between his fingers. His eyes weren’t burning yet, but barely. 
“Who did this to you?”
I Would I Might Forget That I Am I by susiecarter (rated T)
Clark Kent woke up, ate breakfast, went to work—the same way he did every day. Ordinary.
Except for the part where Superman hadn't been seen in at least a week and nobody knew why, Lois was acting kind of weird, and Bruce Wayne was insisting that Clark was the only reporter he'd allow to run a feature on the crashed alien ship in the park, since Wayne Enterprises had been granted control of the site. And the way Clark felt every time Wayne looked at him a little too long definitely wasn't helping.
But it was fine. Clark was normal, there was nothing wrong with him, and everything was fine.
Satisfaction Brought It Back by slippin_into_dakrness and SpiritsFlame. (rated G) (This one is my comfort comfort comfort read!!!)
Bruce always thought that Superman's cute shtick of rescuing cats from trees was a bid for publicity—until a confrontation with a magic user leaves him stuck as a cat. He learns how mistaken he was when Superman not only rescues him, but takes him back to a small Metropolis apartment. The opportunity to learn more about the alien can't be ignored, but is Bruce ready for everything he will learn about someone he has only ever regarded with distrust and dislike?
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theofaron · 11 years
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i don't like megstiel but you make me want to ship it really bad
One of us
One of us
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superbattrash · 6 months
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trick or treat! 🥹🧡🖤🎃
"Trick or treat!"
"Clark," Bruce huffs out a laugh. "It's already past midnight."
"Well, you weren't home and you hate it when I interrupt patrol-time," Clark mutters, a dejected look at his face. He's wearing the fluffy puppy-ears Dick's bought him and Bruce tries (and mostly fails) to suppress the smile on his face. Clark looks adorable.
"I don't hate it, it's just not convenient to always explain why Superman is in Gotham."
Clark hums in agreement and then sits back on his heels. He's still placed squarely in the open window, as if he's waiting for permission to enter Bruce's bedroom. He hasn't needed permission for months if not years now, which is why Bruce frowns when he doesn't move closer.
"What?" he finally asks.
"You haven't answered yet," Clark tells him with a cheeky grin.
Bruce rolls his eyes with a sigh. It's not a battle worth fighting, so instead he says: "Treat."
Clark leaps at him and covers his entire face in featherlight kisses.
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superbattrash · 1 year
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Top 5… superbat moments 🫡
Lorrrrrd. You’s asking the moron who still hasn’t read the (or any) comicsssss, I’m sorryyyy. I’ll do my best from memory here. Please keep in mind that I’ve just.. yaknow.. absorbed most of these via tumblr osmosis teehee :3
1. When Clark brought Bruce to the Lazarus pit to be resurrected (or healed?) because he couldn’t lose his husband 🥺
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2. When Clark smashed down a door and did the little bow thing to let Bruce go through first (a true gent)
I’VE SPENT NEARLY AN HOUR TRYING TO FIND THIS GIF CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP I AM GETTING FRUSTRATED 😭 you know the scene I’m referencing tho
3. When Bruce sacrifices himself / “dies” and Clark goes berserk on Lex unf good stuff (someone photoshop husband where it says best friend, they made a typo)
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4. When they’re locked in the box together and Bruce has to pull kryptonite shrapnel out of Clark 😭❤️
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Honestly just this entire movie
5. That scene with Bruce banging on the door in World’s Finest comic where he’s yelling that Clark is counting on him (hmnnnng my heart)
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Bonus gifs because I make the rules:
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superbattrash · 2 years
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Superman being able to crane his neck like an owl djsjdnsnsnsn really shocked the League the first time. Got even MORE shocked when they learned Batman can't do the same
For context @blorb-el made this amazing post on Kryptonian biology.
“Oh my God,” Wally exclaims.
“That is badass!” Hal adds with wide eyes.
“It’s- it’s nothing,” Clark mutters, even as a light flush rises in his cheeks.
“Can you do that with your entire body?!”
“No, no, just-”
“Who taught you that?!” Wally interrupts before immediately looking to where Batman is standing.
At the intense attention directed his way Bruce looks up from his tablet. Cowl or no cowl, it is clear he’s raising an expectant eyebrow, as if to tell Wally to get to the point already.
“Did Spooky teach you?” Hal asks, a laugh barely contained in his voice. He can’t wait to see Batman all twisted up like a goth-infected owl.
“What?” Clark frowns. “No, of course not, it’s-” He doesn’t get much more out before Wally is standing behind Batman.
“Flash,” Bruce says warningly - and a second too late, because Wally has already placed a hand on each side of his head and is currently trying to twist it to the side.
A loud buzzing sound snaps through the air and Wally shouts as electricity runs through his hands.
“What the f-”
“I warned you,” Bruce says as he calmly walks towards the exit. He has other things to take care of, more important things.
“Batman isn’t Kryptonian,” Clark says as if that explains everything.
It probably does. Wally doesn’t care, his hands are nearly smoking from the power of the cowl’s security measure. Damn paranoid bat.
“Well, he’s creepy enough that it would look more natural on him than on you,” Hal teases.
“It looks plenty natural,” Bruce says without looking back at them. “When he’s on all fours.”
Wally’s eyes nearly fall out of his head, while Hal chokes on air and Clark hides his burning face in his hands. And Bruce says he has no filter.
Don’t poke the bat, it bites back.
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superbattrash · 6 months
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Trick or treat!! 🦇
A treat for the treat of my life <3 <3 <3 (that sounded way better in my head)
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"And why, pray tell, am I wearing this, again?" Bruce asks, pulling at the tight collar.
"Because you can't always be a dinosaur," Dick tells him as a matter of factly. He's running around the room, helping everybody get ready, but then again, it's easy for Dick to move around freely when all he's wearing is a small cheerleader outfit. Bruce doesn't want to know why he's wearing the skirt and Kory is the one in the pants. He doesn't need to know; he doesn't even want to think of asking.
"I'm not-"
"Sorry, you can't always be a T-Rex or triceratops or whatever," Dick waves him off.
"That's not-" Bruce tries to argue but then Dick places a pair of bunny ears on top of his head. "Why this outfit?" He tries again.
"Because it suits you," Tim comments from where he's squeezing into a maid's uniform. Another skirt. Bruce has a bad feeling about this.
"Drake is right," Damian chimes in and Bruce nearly swallows his own tongue. Damian agreeing with Tim? Perhaps he should cancel the party and go lie down. Maybe drag his youngest to the cave to run some tests first.
"Is it not customary for the rabbits to accompany a billionaire?" Damian asks when Bruce doesn't reply. "This being a switch of genders and all?"
"It is," Jason says with a terrifying grin on his face. Bruce purposefully doesn't look at him. He doesn't need to see which type of skirt Jason is wearing; he's pretty sure he'll faint any minute now. "Which is why dear old dad needs to be the perfect bunny for his handsome billionaire."
"Do I even want to know who my handsome billionaire is?" Bruce asks hesitantly.
"Selena, duh," Tim says just as Damian goes: "Mother, of course."
"Oh," Dick then says. "I invited Clark."
"This is a switch party!" Jason argues. "Clark can't be the handsome billionaire!"
"He can too!" Dick shoots back. "He's a handsome billionaire widow. See? That's him in the black dress."
Bruce nearly breaks his own neck turning around to see exactly what type of black dress Clark is wearing. And then he feels all color drain out of his face - and not for the reason he was expecting. Clark is indeed wearing a skintight black dress (and good God, how the hell did the boys convince him to wear those heels?!) but that's not what has Bruce start sweating.
Right next to Clark stands a tall figure, glaring daggers and looking absolutely gorgeous in a bright red miniskirt.
"Why is Khoa here?" Bruce chokes.
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superbattrash · 1 year
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did you see the new vegeta vs goku figure by fuzzfeet studio 👀
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I DID NOT WHAT THE ACTUAL FFFFFUH THEY’RE SO CHILL OH MY GOD MY HUSBANDS ARE HAVING FUN ;w;
GOKU IN GLASSES, GETA BEING ALL ANGY 😭❤️ super angy if you will
and may I also add: hello thighs 👁️✨ goku’s lil shorts holding on for dear life. Doing the most to contain the most. Haisun, you have my eternal gratitude and adoration, thank you 🫡
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superbattrash · 2 months
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superbattrash · 1 month
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Your fursona would be a quokka. I don't have a justification, I just think it.
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Well that’s… weirdly accurate. Round, hungry, hairy and kinda cute. I accept! 👹���
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superbattrash · 4 months
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I was reading a fic last night and I saw your url before I went to sleep, when I woke up Tumblr was like go fuck yourself you can't read Clark plowing Bruce anymore
Oh noooo, I’m so sorry. That’s the worst punishment ever 🥺 Bad tumblr, how dare you!! >:/
If you need help finding it again, let me know - although I have written a few Clark plowing Bruce fics so I might need help narrowing it down 😂
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superbattrash · 3 months
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"my natural state is an acquired taste" how about you shut the fuck up and kiss me with tongue
GET OVER HERE, SUGAR! MWAH MWAH SLURP MWAH
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superbattrash · 10 months
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saw your rbed the soft prompts post so if you ever felt like writing anything with (17. fixing the other persons clothes absentmindedly or like tucking their hair behind their ear U KNOW WHAT I MEAN THAT SOFT STUFF) or (38. anything else that makes you SOFT) for superbat or anyone bc i love your writing :DDDD
I don't know what happened here, it got longer than what I was going for, oopsie. Thank you for prompting me something soft and sweet, dear anon! (if anyone else wants to send me a soft prompt (no promises but this was fun), here's the list)
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“You’re going to mess that up if you keep picking at it,” Bruce says. His voice is gentle, but it makes Clark flinch anyway. Since when did Bruce get out of the shower? And how is he already dressed? It’s taken Clark like seventeen minutes just picking out his outfit. And that’s even after Bruce has already laid it out for him on the bed. 
“Huh?” is Clark’s very intelligent reply.
“Your tie.” Bruce gestures towards the crumbled fabric in Clark’s hands.
“Oh,” Clark breathes and lets go. It’s all crooked but at least he didn’t pull it apart. Yet.
“You don’t have to be nervous,” Bruce tells him as he reaches out to fix the tie. He works efficiently at pulling it apart and tying a new knot. A fancy one, no doubt.
“I’m not,” Clark argues weakly. A blind man would be able to tell that he’s 90 percent nerves at this point. He might even be shaking a little bit.
“You’re a bad liar.”
“Well, you’re-” Clark starts and then sighs, because who is he kidding? “Yeah, no, you lie just fine.”
“That I do,” Bruce agrees easily. He pats Clark’s chest affectionately before taking a step back. “With you on top preferably.”
“Bruce,” Clark groans.
“What?”
“Stop being mean.” Stop teasing me, stop making me more nervous than I already am, Clark wants to say, but words are a little hard when he isn’t even sure he’s blinked in the last ten minutes. People blink. Clark has never had an issue blinking, why is he not blinking? He blinks twice just for good measure.
Bruce looks at him funny. “I’m never mean,” he says, thankfully not commenting on the weird face tic Clark is doing.
“You’re mean at least half the time.”
“That is not true, you idiot.”
“Don’t call me an idiot,” Clark pouts.
“Fine,” Bruce concedes. Too easily. “That’s not true, sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me that either,” Clark says with less confidence. Bruce only ever calls him sweetheart when he’s being overly affectionate. Which isn’t often. And it makes Clark weak in the knees every single time.
“Why not? You love it when I call you sweetheart,” Bruce teases.
“Exactly. I don’t need jelly legs right before we go out there.” It’s just his luck that Bruce decided to hold their damn engagement party at the manor. Why would he do that? He never lets people this close to the cave. Or his home, even.
“Stop panicking,” Bruce tells him with a smile. “Superman doesn’t get jelly legs.”
“Clark does though.”
“How very human of him.”
“Stop making fun of me,” Clark whines. He doesn’t mean it, obviously, because he’s stopped shaking. And he hasn’t forgotten to blink since Bruce started teasing him.
“I’m not. I’m helping distract you.”
“You’re doing a shitty job.”
“Language, Clark, there might be kids out there,” Bruce says with a chuckle. Like he doesn’t know exactly who is in his house and when they got here and the most likely time they’ll leave.
“God, I hope not,” Clark says, even though he could technically just take a listen. He doesn’t though because he doesn’t want to start panicking again.
“Ready?” Bruce asks as he holds out his hand.
“Not in the least,” Clark says but takes Bruce’s hand, nonetheless. He’ll probably never be ready, but he would go anywhere as long as Bruce is there.
“I’m right here with you.”
“It’s the only reason I haven’t run away yet.”
It’s not that Clark doesn’t want to make their relationship public; he very much does. But making it public for him means telling his parents and friends. Meeting Bruce’s kids, introducing himself officially to Alfred. They’ve already done that though and there’s only one thing left. Telling Bruce Wayne’s world about them. It’s terrifying in a way that no superpowered villain has ever been to Clark. He’d rather go a round or two with Darkseid than smile at cameras and answer strangers’ questions about his and Bruce’s love life for an entire evening. Okay, so maybe he’s exaggerating a tiny bit, but he’s nervous, it’s not his fault his mind works faster than the average human’s.
It still works slower than Bruce’s though, because of course nobody can think quite as far ahead as Batman. Which is probably why Bruce is trying to get a rise out of him - it’s awfully hard being nervous about a party when you’re arguing with your boyfriend. Fiancé. And that word still sends a chill down Clark’s spine. He can’t believe Bruce asked before he got the chance to, the sneaky bastard.
Clark knows he has nothing to worry about. Bruce has more than enough experience for the both of them. He brushes off the more inappropriate questions like a pro; gives just enough of a smirk to get away with not answering. He makes sure to keep Clark close, jumps in when Clark panics and splutters a stupid - or too honest - answer to the many inquiries.
Bruce is… scarily good at this. Clark just follows his lead. It’s something he’s both used to and unfamiliar with. Following, that is, not following Bruce. He really would follow Bruce to the edge of the universe if he asked. 
A few hours in Clark tugs at his tie; he’s tired but it’s not in a bad way. Despite the comments and questions from virtual strangers, he’s having a good time. Mostly because Bruce sticks to his side through it all. Ma and pa are here as well, and Bruce makes sure they spend time with them and Clark enjoys watching all of Bruce’s little bats trying to impress his parents. Like they aren’t already completely sold on having a handful of grandbabies. 
“So, how did you really meet?” A woman – Wendy, Clark thinks? – asks, and before Clark can put his foot in his mouth (he really is a bad liar), Bruce swoops in with a practiced story that’s more or less true. 
“Through work,” he says and then turns to smile softly at Clark. His eyes land on Clark’s chest and he reaches out and straightens his collar, never once faltering in the conversation. He does it like it’s second nature, like he’s not even aware how intimate a gesture it is. 
Clark finds himself relaxing and grinning like the fool in love he is. 
By the end of the night Clark feels like he’s talked to every single citizen in Gotham, even though he knows that can’t be right. There’s only a couple of hundred people here but it feels like thousands. He’s about ready to fall into bed. Bruce looks like he’s getting there as well, running a hand through his hair more and more, pulling at his own tie. 
When Bruce downs his third glass of champagne, the product in his hair has all but vanished. His bangs are falling in his face, and he’s never looked more beautiful. 
Clark brushes the stubborn strand of hair out of Bruce’s eyes, just because he can. Because he’s allowed to do so. Because he said yes when Bruce asked if he wanted to marry him. As if there was ever any other answer. 
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superbattrash · 4 months
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there's a youtube channel called 'dad how do i' which focuses in teaching people who don't have dads things that dads are usually supposed to teach. it has a shaving video that you could possibly use (sort by popular videos and its the first one)
🥺🥺🥺 hi anon, hello, hi, heyyy ~
That is so nice of you, thank you so much!! Maybe they can teach me how to change my windshield wipers too while I’m there ehehe
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superbattrash · 2 years
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SENDING YOU A BAT
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A creacher for your health…
He’s so pathetic looking…. I love him 🥺
I’d fit perfectly in his 70 times too big cape and his giant claw hand could totally pet my head. We would eat cheddar in the cave while watching old cartoons on the batcomputer.
I am a happy mish, thank u bestest fren :’3
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superbattrash · 10 months
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hi do you ever wonder what it was like for an outsider of the JL to meet,, any of the batfamily? bc uhh hi i'm a new member of the JL and i wanted to meet everyone but there's a child onboard the watchtower and i have no idea who they are but this one has no pants on and it's-
wait
what do you mean it's a superhero what do you MEAN batman has a son
"Who brought a child to the Watchtower? What do you mean he's a hero - that is a child!?"
"Oh, so Batman said it's okay, well, what does Batman really have to-- what do you MEAN IT'S HIS KID???? WHY IS HIS KID FIGHTING ALIENS????"
"Oh, yeah, sure, he sticks to fighting criminals who wants to murder him, that makes sense, no, yeah, sure, I get it."
"Kid... blink twice if you're here against your wi- wait, no, no, don't tell Batman I said- Hiiiiii Bats, how are you? I was just telling your kid how cool you are, haha, please don't kill me, I know you can, Superman told me so."
"..What do you mean you're not his kid? Sidekick? Bat- Batman, that's. That's worse somehow. Why are you glaring at me? He's the one who said it!!!!"
"Kid- Robin, sorry, okay, I just- what do you mean you've been a hero longer than I have? You're, like, 10, that can't b- 12, oh excuse me."
"...I think I need to rethink this whole JL thing. No, no, it's not you, I just- this is a lot, you know. If a 10- sorry, 12 year old can be a hero, what other surprises lie in store for me, yaknow?"
"....Batman's dating WHO???????"
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superbattrash · 2 months
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hi mish.... as a fellow zosan fan, do you have any fic recs yourself? ty <3
HIIIIIIII MY SWEET 💚💛
Ah, do I ever? Haha, sorry, I only have a handful, sadly, since my dumb ass has forgotten to bookmark anything else 😭 if I ever find em all again imma make a real rec list. Anyway, lemme send a few your way:
I can honestly say any and all zosan fics by @sassyresacon1990 (I binged em all again last week and let. me. fucking. tell. you. All of the emotions. Ever) but if I had to pick a few of my favorites it would probably beeeee:
you know I want you (so what’s the hold up) It’s a 5+1 fic (five times they almost kiss and one time they dooooo) and I DIED.
Sweet sounds in the night (hold me close, hold me tight) Five times they sleep together and one time they don’t and aaaaaaa!!!!! AKSJGHAJFJJAJA
so tell me when (you’re gonna let me in) not only my fucking comfort song of all time, also the BEST. READ. EVER. Ahem. Zosan talking??? Confiding?? Sharing??? Be still my beating heart 😭💚💛
All of Hazel_Athena’s zosan fics are amazing as well!!! My favs are:
Facade !!!!! NO YOU DON’T GET IT JUST READ IT I AM DYING!!!!! PRETEND RELATIONSHIP TURNED REAL RELATIONSHIP???? Aaaaaaaaaa
Wanted SANJI. WITH. ZORO’S. NAME. a small miscommunication and !!!!!! SCREAMS
Bedside Vigil HURT COMFORT. HURT ZORO MY BELOVED 😭
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