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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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Imagine Kyle rayner with a air headed s/o

(There isn't much fics of him on this app.)

𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝑒𝒹 ⎹ 𝓚.𝓡.

fandom dc comics / lanterns masterlist / @dollsdc-library

featuring kyle rayner x gl in training!reader ( f! )

rating none of my work is meant to be viewed by minors (anyone under the age of eighteen), and i will happily block any that interact with my posts or my blog. all characters featured are 18+

content warning all smut, dumbification, use of the word bimbo ( affectionate ), subspace kinda, ahegao

summary Kyle spoils his little airhead

word count 1.6k / mini musing

attention do not repost or translate, even with ‘credit’. just don’t do it. reblog instead of like. leave feedback if you enjoyed.

Kyle loved visiting his silly girl on Oa.

he would sneak into your training sessions, just to see your eyes sparkle with excitement when you caught sight of him. how you would stop whatever you were doing, mid-construct or not, and give him an excited wave, chewing on your lower lip. then, without fail, your shoulders would bunch up when your training officer barked at you for losing concentration.

Kyle, trying to stifle his fond chuckling, would simply tap his temple with his forefinger, twice, and mouth the word: “Focus.” he didn’t revel in pissing off your superiors, but he couldn’t help himself.

you were just so damn cute.

but what he really loved about visiting you, was moments like this.

it was much too late, and while Kyle knew he shouldn’t keep you up, it was hard to say no to you when you straddled his lap. your svelte fingers interlaced with his, palms pressing against his much stronger ones, you give all your trust to him— keep you upright while you ride him.

once you found your slow and steady rhythm, taking him deep so you could grind against the his pelvis, you were consumed almost entirely by lust, and Kyle liked to watch you go completely dumb on his cock. if a sight more adorable than your dick-drunk smile, glazed over eyes, and whiny babbling ever existed, than the Honor Guard had never seen it. “Look at you,” he purrs, giving both of your hands a squeeze in hopes to get your attention, but you’re so far gone, it doesn’t matter either way. “Is my silly girl just so happy to ride? Does it feel too good?” your head lolls, which could’ve been interpreted as a nod, and Kyle chortles. “Mm, I know, baby, I can tell.” he shifts underneath you, letting go of your hands to push himself to sit up, and your fingers clamp on to each shoulder, nails biting at the skin as you’re boosted up and down, before he’s face to face with you. whimpering, feeling the swollen tip of his cock prodding at your belly button, your back arches, bringing him closer, deeper still, and both of his palms envelop your warm cheeks. “Your pretty, little head is completely empty, isn’t it?” he croons, allowing his couplet to crest over the bridge of your nose, his panting drowned out by your string of sultry moans. “You don’t even care what I’m saying to you right now, just as long as I don’t pull out of your warm, soft pussy—“ he smiles, dragging his lips down to meet yours. your jaw is already slack, allowing for your babbling to drip from your swollen lips like honey, but they at least make an attempt to kiss him back. you nod, hands careening under his arms and around to grip his shoulder blades, pull him closer. you would never be satisfied with how deep he was— you always needed more when it came to Kyle. “Just my sweet bimbo, aren’t you, cutie?”

another nod, but this time you purred out, “I’m your sweet bimbo!” as you take him hilt deep, clenching around the base of him until he’s smiling with grit teeth. “And I— I—love it!”

“Such a good baby for me,” he mutters, voice husky, eyes heavily lidded, but he keeps his gaze on your countenance. your eyes couldn’t lock on to his, for you were much too spaced out, “even fucking yourself full of dick and completely braindead, you still try to answer me?” his lips are moving against yours, but you’re trying to capture them in a kiss, and he wasn’t having it.

he’d started to guide your movements, rocking his hips to meet your grinding. your walls spasm around his thickness grateful and fervent, as the protruding veins massage the tightening canal “Kyle— baby—“ you mewl, eyes rolling back. “Please…”

you were so close already, too tender to wait on him— that’s what you get for dating an Honor Guard that you rarely see— it becomes exponentially more difficult to keep yourself from falling apart the very second he was inside you.

“What do you want, silly girl? Use your words for me.”

but he was making it so damn difficult; with each firm bucking of his hips, you’re fucked deeper into stupidity— every thought that tried to surface that was irrelevant to the fact that he was buried balls deep in your belly was immediately drowned in the depths of pure euphoria flooding your mind.

“G— gonna cum…” you whine, dragging your nails over the hard pads of muscle against his shoulder blade, “gonna… o—oh, cumming!”

Kyle rained affectionate, open mouthed pecks over your cheeks, edging closer to your lips each time, and he groans, “Go ahead, baby. Cum for me.” he didn’t have to give you permission, but the neediness in his husky voice sends you over the edge— it was as if he couldn’t wait to see you fall apart, like he was just hardly holding on to a thread of self control. he must be just as close as you were, and you hadn’t even realized it. “Let me… let me feel you shake on my cock…” now, you could hear it. the hiss as he clamps his teeth together. his restraint is failing— he couldn’t wait to cum, either.

and that just made your orgasm hit you that much harder.

you come undone with a squeak of air escaping your lips when the tip of your tongue slips out, dangling over the curve of your lower tier. usually, Kyle would’ve smothered your mouth against his own, but he wanted to hear each and every lusty, broken sound that escaped tonight. huffing, your body arches again, twisted into an S as you whimpered, eyes crossing until you were seeing double, then triple, of your boyfriend. “That’s it,” he murmurs, the rhythm slowing as soon as you dig your knees into his ribs. your body is completely possessed by ferocious aftershocks, from your quivering thighs to your fluttering eyelids, “so good…” you were babbling now, your typical, grateful and affection blithering in his ear. telling him how much you love his cock, and how hard you’ve just cum, and he’s twitching now. both hands fleeing to grip your hips. you slump backwards, your shoulders and the back of your head hitting the mattress, and you moan. Kyle pushes himself on to his knees, using the grip on your hips to pull you to meet a slow, deep thrust. “Look at that, silly girl, taking me so deep, fuck…”

if you could’ve, you would’ve lifted yourself into his motion, but there’s no way your muscles would work— not when they felt like jelly. so, you allow your head to roll to one side, bleating. and then, Kyle’s on you in a minute, pressing his sweat-soaked torso to yours, kissing your neck as he pushes as deep as you’ll allow him to go with a dizzy, grunted, “All mine.” all his muscles go taut, and he’s panting in your ear, your name on a loop, until you feel the tension snap and warmth seeps into your belly.

you’re beaming; a precious, drunken smile plastered on your face as you comb through his damp, raven tendrils. “Promise?” you ask, biting on your lip. “Promise I’m all yours?”

Kyle is only now starting to breathe easy now, and he buries his face in your neck, tracing his initials with the tip of his tongue over your pulse point. “I promise, baby.”

content, you twist a dark curl between your fingers, staring at it. “Do you leave in the morning?” you ask, fighting back a frown. you knew he had work to do, and it was unfair to expect the honor guard to hang around Oa when the galaxy needed saving. still, you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment when he nodded his head. you push your lower lip out in a frown and whined an irresistible, “Kyyyyyle!”

a soft chuckle slips from his reddened lips when he pulls back to look at you, tracing your pout with the pad of his finger. he was always so delicate— must be the artist’s touch. “What’s wrong, silly girl?”

“Can we do it again?” you ask, kissing his finger, eyelashes fanning against the warm apples of your cheeks. “One more time?”

exasperated, Kyle smiles, wide. “Again?” he asks, incredulous, “Isny this the third round we’ve gone?”

“Yeah.”

“And don’t you have an evaluation in the morning with your commander?” his brow quirks.

your nod, sheepish, but hold those puppy dog eyes on him. you can all but see him cracking. he’s never been able to resist that look.

finally, he groans with a fond smile, and reaches down to gather both of your legs, bracing his palms at your knees and bringing them together, upwards, he pins them to your chest. you coo, victoriously, and hook both arms around the back of your knees, watching him get into the perfect position, on his knees. you can feel his cum leaking out of you already, while he pumps himself hard again, and you giggle when he looks you over, muttering, “You’re spoiled rotten, baby.”

#kyle rayner #Kyle rayner x reader #kyle rayner x you #kyle rayner smut #kyle rayner imagine #green lantern smut #green lantern x reader #green lantern x you #green lantern imagine #dc comics #dc imagine #dc x you #dc x reader

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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Jason, he’s learned, doesn’t get into fights he knows he can’t win. Which is to say he gets in every fight he can because he knows he can win them. And Kyle’s on the receiving end of that loss and he knows it as another four-fingered hit strikes him just below his ribs and he swears he can feel something crack, but it’s enough to send him to the ground in a heap of limbs and pooling sweat; Jason hasn’t even broken one yet. Kyle hits the mat, and he simply lays there, too tired to even think about getting up again since this is at least the tenth time he’s been knocked on his ass. Jason squats beside him, elbows resting on his knees as he asks in a bored tone, “Done yet?”

“No,” Kyle retorts, but he really is even as he shoves his hands underneath his chest, elbows cocked up by his back like chicken wings, and pushes himself up; tries to, at least. “Again.”

Jason doesn’t move, he merely watches. “What’re you trying to prove, Rayner?”

“I’m—ngh—not tryna prove anything,” he grunts, silently cursing his numb legs. “Just tryna fight you.”

“Whole point of fighting is to try and win and so far, you’re not doing any winning.” Seeing as that Kyle isn’t a threat anymore, Jason sits back and crosses his legs, palms flat on the ground behind him, reclining as he says, “At this point, watching you is just pitiful. We’re literally ten and zero. Why do you keep trying? Seriously, what are you trying to prove?”

“I’m not trying to prove anything,” he mutters, but finally gives in to the fact that he can’t feel anything below his ribs and decides to lay cheek down on the mat, face turned to Jason. “We’re sparring.”

“No, we’re not. Sparring means there’s an actual challenge. You,” he says, nodding at him. “Are not a challenge.”

Kyle’s not about to let this twenty-four-year-old zombie tell him off and he grits his teeth. “I bet I could beat you if I suited up.”

Jason snorts. “Nah, you really couldn’t.”

“I bet I could.”

“You can’t even beat me now. What makes you think that by being able to use your imagination that you could honestly beat me?”

“I could crush you like a bug between two walls.”

“You could, but you’d need this first,” he states, holding something up between his fingers and Kyle’s eyes widen as he looks at it, then down to his hand where his ring is suddenly missing.

“H-how did you—"

Jason tosses the ring back with the flick of his fingers and climbs to his feet. “You’re not a threat to me, Rayner.”

Kyle’s arm is shooting out before he can stop it and he grabs Jason’s ankle. “One more round.”

“No.”

“I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“You can’t even stand, let alone fight.”

He’s not budging. “You’re not leaving until we fight another round.”

“I think you should take a nap instead,” Jason murmurs, bending down over Kyle, one hand at his neck, fingers pushing into his skin, and Kyle starts jerking.

“Wait, Jason, no—” his head drops against the map, out cold, and Jason stands back up, nudges him with his foot until he’s rolled onto his back, then he turns and walks away.

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dearest-dirt · 1 year

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Moments Between Lovers (Kyle Rayner x Reader)

Warning: Very Fluffy

Gender Neutral Reader

Word Count: 507

Masterlist

Author’s Note: Hi! I want DC to know that if they ever hurt my little baby boy, I will gnaw off their heads. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it! Bestie, please reblog!

Summary: Kyle is very much in love and he has the drawings to prove it.

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You studied Kyle’s face, wondering what he was drawing. You didn’t want to disturb him; he looked too cute with his tongue slightly sticking out and his eyebrows knitted together. You just went back to laying on the couch, mindlessly watching some movie on tv.

Kyle would occasionally look up from his sketchbook. His eyes gazing intently at your body, at your face, the way you were laying on the couch. He would then go back to drawing you half from sight, half from memory. His mind occasionally lingering in memories of the feel of your skin against his, your lips against his, your hands in his.

You were starting to fill all the pages of his sketchbooks. A study of your hands, eyes, nose, smile, hair, etc. A study of you. Various mundane activities you did, were translated into art every chance he got. From cooking dinner, to folding laundry, to brushing your teeth, it was all there. He was trying to capture all the moments he wasn’t there for, all that he missed from being away so much. And he missed the mundane moments just as much as everything else.

When you looked back at him again, he looked up from his drawing to meet your loving gazing. You sat up and motioned for him to come to you. He smiled and shook his head, rejecting your offer. You thought for a moment before getting up and walking across the floor to him. He closed his sketchbook and set it aside, just as you sat down next to him.

“Whatcha drawing? Can I see?” You ask.

“It’s not done yet,” he shrugged, playfully nudging you with his shoulder. You smiled.

“Just once I wish you would draw me,” you joked. You had sat for a few sketches before but you hadn’t seen the fact that you had taken up almost every inch of the sketchbook. You didn’t pry into his sketchbooks out of respect for his privacy; plus, if he wanted you to see something, he would just show you. “I wouldn’t mind sitting for you. I could be your muse.” You striked a pose as you conclude your sentence. Kyle laughed and tackled you to the ground with affection.

He caught your lips onto a passionate kiss. His fingers interlaced with yours as you kissed him back with equal passion. Pulling away he rested his forehead against your, eyes looking deeply into yours.

“Have I told you that I love you today?”

“Yes, about every 10 minutes.” You nodded, slightly laughing.

“Hum, not enough,” he pretended to contemplate. “I’m gonna tell you every 5 minutes now. I love you,” he said, wearing a big goofy smile.

You laughed in response, “That was twice in like 30 seconds.” You lifted your head up to kiss him again. Pulling away you whispered, “I love you too.”

Your eyes gazing into his with so much love, affection, and admiration, that his breath hitches. He makes a mental note to draw the way you were looking at him.

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covertblizzard · 1 month

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jaykyle au where they're theatre kids in the same school but they're not the actors jason's the scriptwriter/director and kyle is the prop manager (i don't know the official terms sorry) and they'd probably do an amazing job on the backstage setting if they could stop arguing for 5 whole seconds about their artistic visions and ideas and how "this would obviously work better this way"

#jason todd #kyle rayner #jaykyle #mypost #dc thoughts #vp of the club: maybe we should find some other people to do the job if they can't get along?#pres of the club: no they're both talented af and i want this to be raving success just knock their heads tgt and tell them to play nice or #i'll make them wear the get along shirt again #WAIT ONE SEC DONNA'S THE PRES and overseer she's pissed bcos kyle played the same role last year and he was chill then #wally's vp no 1 and backstage manager and he's thinking of kicking kyle out #dick's vp no 2 and main lead and he's thinking of kicking jason out bcos it's embarrassing and annoying to work with your younger siblings #kon helps kyle with props and bart is one of the actors and kon is jealous af about it he grumbles a little #roy is the fight scene choreographer #i'm trying to think of something for garth but the only thing that comes to mind i'm not sure are fitting enough #actor manager? weapon manager? oooh maybe pet manager if they have animals... human and pet manager???? hr department but including animals #ooooh maybe pet manager if they have animals #raven can play bart's love interest (in play) maybe (wally doesn't like it and neither does gar for very different reasons)#eddie deals with the contraptions they build for this bubble machines smoke machines lowering and raising anything mechanical #rose and cass helps with the weapons stuff they keep fighting too and roy is TIRED #connor plays the villain he didn't mean to or want to but he got dragged into it and he's really hot and gunned in for next years main lead #he doesnt want this #steph and mia are hair makeup costume department but bart and kon love to hangout and help too #jennie-lynn and bart are in-charge of socials #tim pops up a lot because so many of his friends (and brothers) are here and when he does he helps steph and mia #damian too pops up to help with pet management and sometimes prop art #this is much to dicks annoyance jason is already here can his little brothers LEAVE HIM ALONE SOMETIMES UGH #damian (taking cues from talia and bruce loverenemies dynamic and wanting an artist in-law): we should set jason and kyle up #dick: no / tim: hmm / dick: NO #i want to add the yj girls (cassie cissie greta anita) but i know too little about them right now but imagine they're there and the roles #are to be determined

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jasontoddsgaythoughts · 11 months

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Jason Todd and Cassandra Cain in a no capes au where they’re dating Kyle and Rose. Instead of Bruce being protective of Gotham, he’s protective of his kids. Jason pretends to date Rose while Cass pretends to date Kyle, so when they sleep over they can deceive Bruce into letting Kyle sleep in Jason’s room and Rose in Cass’, but they lacked the brain cells to remember they live in a giant manor and there are guest rooms available. This is part one of a batfamily sit-com. *cue commercial break*

part two now found here

#listen I know we have WFA but imagine this #jason todd #red hood #cassandra cain #black bat #orphan #batgirl #bruce wayne #batman #kyle rayner #green lantern #rose wilson #ravager #dc #batfam #bat family #jaykyle #cassrose #to be honest this is more a season 2 episode 5 plot

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torchbearing · 2 months

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i sometimes think about the context of white lantern kyle and how it's sort of canon the white lantern is seen as a benevolent figure that heals and protects the disadvantaged, a saint of sorts if there is any analogy in alien cultures to that (and boy, do they lay it heavy in imagery), a beacon of life and such, and then on earth he's just Some Guy.

it's uncertain how often exactly he returned to earth during his white lantern stint, but it's incredibly funny to imagine that since as far as i recall he's one of the few lanterns who kept a secret id he remains being Some Guy.

#someone hiring him as a cartoonist and something about him seems off and unsettling.#but he's good at he does and has a strange way of being soothing so most ppl let it slide #like......... the endless supply of uncanny valley the demigod-like status of some lanterns give is just delightful #white lantern #kyle rayner #green lantern #imagine bumping with a fragment of god in the new york subway and you swear you can see him glow and starlight shine in his hair.#(it's canon he kind of ends up w the starlit theme even without the suit too!)

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kiseiakhun · 3 months

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Not gonna lie I’m still thinking about jaykyle construct tentacles. Jason who’s about to have the most intense orgasm of his life: “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this weirdo pervert shit to me”

Kyle: I can't believe I'm wasting the potential of my limitless imagination on such a stodgy killjoy

#I'm always thinking about construct tentacles anon #imagine having to listen to kyle monologue at you while you're getting tentacle railed. horrible.#would you take listening to kyle ramble in return for getting tentacle railed?#i mean i would #😔#jaykyle #Jason Todd #Kyle Rayner #the minute Jason tries to talk back suddenly bam. tentacles in his mouth. Jason would be SO cheesed #finally Kyle can force Jason to listen to him talk about his waifus

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introspectivememories · 3 months

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when your card declines at therapy so they pull up the panel of kyle rayner opening his fridge

#i think about that page everyday #cultural reset honestly #imagine writing and drawing smth and it coins a new literary trope #alex dewitt you deserved so much better i'm so sorry #kyle rayner #alex dewitt #green lantern corps #dc

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jasonstodger · 9 months

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Thinking about how Kyle Rayner is this shy & nervous guy but when he gets you in the bedroom his personality switches instantly. He's a tease, he's coy, he's an unmistakable asshole. His favourite thing to do is edge you until you're crying with frustration, to tease you with his fingers and drag his nails over your skin. He gives you just enough to keep you writhing beneath him, begging for more. But he can't let you enjoy it too much. That's his game. And he's fucking good at it.

#— birdie thoughts #kyle rayner #green lantern #kyle rayner x reader #green lantern x reader #kyle rayner imagine #green lantern imagine #dc x reader #dc imagine

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cainware · 2 years

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I offer a prompt to the jaykyle fans:

Jason contacting Kyle out of the blue one evening, and he sounds stressed. Kyle eventually pries the reasoning out of him after about twenty minutes of trying to get Jason comfortable enough to talk slower. There's a deep breath, and then a pause. Kyle knows Jason's come across something, but he couldn't make out what he said before in the rush of word vomit.

"Kyle. Dude. I think I just became a Lantern. What the fuck do I do?"

#jaykyle #im personally a fan of star sapphire jason but tbh whatever lantern you guys can see jay as works #imagine the panic because oh dear GOD he what???#jason todd #kyle rayner #lantern jason holds a special place in my heart and him learning from kyle? absolutely bangin

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ragingbookdragon · 2 years

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50 with Kyle Rayner?

shortcake, shortstack, mini me

50. Putting a hand over the other's mouth to shut them up

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“Are you still mad at me?” he asked, looking up at the man above him strapped in his seat, whose brows were drawn together in anger, lips pulled in the darkest frown he’d ever seen.

He scowled down at him. “Mad, is the smallest word for what I am, Kyle Rayner.”

“Babe, I didn’t know the trajectory was going to send us here.”

“You literally jetted us out of the spaceship onto a planet MADE OF FUCKING VOLCANOES! IN THE MOST LOVING WAY I CAN SAY THIS, YOU ARE A GODDAMN MORON!”

Kyle’s lips pulled downwards, so pitiful as he whined, “It was an accident, babe! I said I was sorry!”

He glared at Kyle and unlatched the seat-belt across his waist, catching himself on his hands and knees so he didn’t land on him. “You’re gonna be sorry when I plant my foot up your ass.”

Kyle waggled his brows. “Is that a prom—MMHPF!”

Slapping a hand across Kyle’s mouth, he griped, “Shut up.”

A red light pinged on the door and a voice came through rather worried. GL, BL, come in! Are you two okay?

He raised his free hand to the wall and a blue finger poked the button as he said, “We’re good, Hal.” Glaring at Kyle, he added, “We’re alive, no thanks to Kyle’s landing.”

“Mm smaimd mi mas mormy!”

Do you two need a rescue or are you able to get to the anomaly by yourselves?

“Green and Blue have it under control, Hal. Don’t get your flight suit in a twist.”

Cute, BL. Highball out.

He pulled his hand away from Kyle’s mouth and stood up, leaving the Green Lantern to scramble up behind him. “Babe, I’m sorry.”

“When we get home, you’re making me dinner and dessert for two weeks straight.”

“If that’s what it takes for you to stop being mad, I’ll do it forever.”

He took Kyle’s hand and winked at him. “Sounds like a plan…you’re still a moron though.”

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