#Donna x male reader

[toulousewayne]

🌿🍃Toxic Lover: Pt: I

Nightwing X male!reader with a former team who had become Poison Ivy like meta-human.

Summary:Your a former Titan teammate, you and Dick have unresolved feelings and you become infected with the same toxins and chemicals that turned Poison Ivy into a meta-human.

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It was a simple mission. Get in and get out. It wasn’t supposed to go the way it had.

Y/n was a skilled fighter and vigilante, he trained with Black Canary, WildCat, Wonder Woman and the League of Assassins. He operated as solo vigilante since he could remember.

He worked with most of the league and helped them as much as he could. He helped Batman and Robin a lot since he did very similar missions to them. When Dick formed the Titans and went solo as Nightwing he asked Y/n to join him. Y/n worked well with Starfire and Raven, he had fun playing games with Cyborg and Best Boy. He often hung out with Dick and Donna and Wally would visit often too.

Y/n took some time from the team and did solo missions for a while before being called by Dick to help him,Wally and Donna with a rescue mission in Metropolis.

“We just need to find the data bank with the information containing Ivy’s records and research. Luthor was help to gather and stored it in his lab. We need to get the information and destroy any bioweapon schematics.” Dick instructed.

“Anything we should be aware of,”Y/n perked up from his seat in the jet. Donna adjusted her sliver lasso to her waist,”Is Ivy herself involved?”

“As far as Batman’s intel can confirm she’s been missing for the last three months.” He confirms.

“Great so no giant kale bushes to crush us, noted.” Wally quipped. Y/n chuckled as Donna and Dick rolled their eyes.

——-

The Quad split into pairs;Wally and Donna and Dick and Y/n. Donna and Wally took the research offices upstairs meanwhile, Dick and Y/n took the lower levels.

Dick sneak into some of the office while Y/n found a hidden lab. He took photos, and took a flash drive to take the data from the server. He found several vials, tubes and plants on a desk and took photos.

“Nightwing, I’m in this lab. It looks they’ve extracted some of Ivy’s original pheromones and try to weaponize them.”

“I’ll be there soon…kinda busy.” He heard a loud bang and a punch. Y/n turned around to see a scientist and three guards at the doorway.

“Sorry you found this, but unfortunately Mr. Luthor doesn’t what this getting out. Boys don’t let him leave.” The scientist quickly fled as the guards moved in.

“Sorry lapdogs,but I’m leaving with the drive.” Y/n sprang into action and started fighting.

“It’s a trap,you have to get out of that room.” Nightwing’s voice filed the hero’s ear. Y/n managed to take out two goons but the last one was the biggest and blocked the only exit. He rushed Y/n and managed to forcefully shove him into the computer and servers. Knocking Y/n off his balance and disorienting him. He had cuts on his faces and blood trickled from his lip.Then, while he was stunned he took him and threw him into the desk with vitals and pheromones.

The two guard got the their feet and assisted in beating him to a pulp. Y/n was loosing his consciousness and went in and out. “..Dick—help.” He winced.

The large goon took the remaining vitals and smashed them over the hero. He threw the plant cart on him too and took out a lighter.

“Mr. Luthor sends his regards.” He threw the lighter at the spilled chemical and engulfed the room in flames.

——

The fire spread through out the facility and Nightwing managed to find the source. Toria and Flash managed to get to him but the flames were to high.

“We need to save him!” Nightwing tried to go towards the labs but Toria stopped him.

“You can’t go in there you’ll die!” He tried to push her but she wasn’t budgeting. Tears streaming down his face he begged his friends.

“Please, we have to try, please.” Wally nodded.”Get him to the surface I’ll try to get to Y/n. Go now!” He barked. Toria grabbed Nightwing and sped out of the lower levels as Flash created tornados to clear up the flames.

—-

Dick set on the jet without his mask, tears, bruises, and soot. Donna stood guard watching as the building’s flames were put out by firefighters. Wally entered the vessel with a stretcher with a white sheet on top.The form on it was Y/n’s body. Dick didn’t say a word as more tears formed in his eyes.

“It’s all my fault.” He hissed. Donna placed a hand on his shoulder,”It’s not Dick, you can’t blame—“

“It is. I asked him to come, I asked both of you to come and it nearly killed you all. I—l..” Dick broke down in tears and shouted. He rocked hisself and sob and Donna comforted him. Wally placed a hand on his other shoulder and talked him through it.

——-

Dick sat in his seat at the cemetery in Gotham. The small crowd of heroes dressed in black one by one left the small private ceremony for Y/n. Dinah gave a worried look at Dick whose gaze hadn’t left the spot where Y/n’s casket had been lowered into the earth and covered with fresh soil.

Bruce stood next to her and they didn’t speak right away but Dinah broke the silence. “Diana told me what happened from Donna. He hasn’t been the same.” Bruce didn’t reply.

“Well he be okay?” She hummed. Bruce turned to his friend and looked back at his son.”They were in love Dinah, it was obvious to most of us but not them. I’m not sure he if knew he loved Y/n as more than a friend, but I know he won’t stop until he can give him justice.”

“You think he’ll kil-“

“I hope not but I can only help him through this, I’ve learned a long time ago to not try to pressure him into a decision.” He walked to Dick and gave his shoulder a squeeze.

“Let’s go son.”

——-

Y/n saw his life flash before his eyes during his attack. Between each rib being fractured, another punch to the back, or kick to the stomach he felt his favorite memories flood his eyes.

From training the younger members of Young Justice with Dick’s little brother the third Robin, game nights with the Titans, going to a concert with Dick he practically dragged him to.

That concert was the best night of his life he felt so carefree, not birdied with the responsibilities of being a more experienced hero. Not feeling like he couldn’t tell his best friend how he truly felt, and just watch from a distance as he went out dates with other girls or laughed with the guys at games nights.

Y/n knew he was in deep shit from the moment he met the Last Flying Grayson, and he didn’t care.

The band was one he like since he was in Middle school,and he begged Dick for weeks to go with him, eventually he agreed to go because he felt bad for missing so many plans to help his family with their own missions.

“I hope they aren’t a snooze fest because I could have stayed home and listened to Tim explain Quant-Time travel.” He joked as Y/n pulled on his hoodie he just purchased.

He shoved his shoulders,”Don’t even Grayson these guys are the best. You’re not gonna regret it. Plus, don’t act like you don’t love Timmy’s rambles.” Y/n fired back.

He held his hands in surrender. “Hey I had to think of something.” Y/n took Dick’s hand and dragged him into the arena just as the music blared through the speakers. Y/n was unaware of the crimson color that painted Dick’s face. And to busy to notice the stole glances Dick took through the night.

—-

The smell of smoke burned Y/n’s nostrils and he chocked on it. But the blood in his mouth took out some of the harsh smells. The flames were roaring in the room and shortly everything began to spin. Y/n barely regained consciousness before everything swiftly went to black.

Then it went Green.

The green light became paler and paler and the sound of a heartbeat echoed. Almost in slow motion. Most of the light became closer too. Became bright white and the sounds of Gotham City came hard and fast like a gunshot.

Y/n stood up in the middle of the street and he noticed something wasn’t right. The last thing he remembered was dying in Metropolis and now he’s in old Gotham. To his left was the build up of traffic and to his right was Gotham Cemetery. He tried to move but fell to the ground.

“The fuck.” His hoarse voice choked out. He noticed his arms were covered in slime of some kind and leaves. He saw a small puddle and took a glance at his reflection. His face was the same but more beautiful, sharper features, deep green iris, and fuller lips.

“Hey freak,get outta the way!” A voice shouted and honked his horned.

Y/n snapped his head up and grew easily frustrated,his head was still spinning and blaring horn was causing more pain.

“Ugh, can’t you be idiotic somewhere else.” With his hand on the ground it began to shake and large vines jumped through the concrete and began to crush the car. The driver managed to get out before it was crushed to pieces. Y/n slowly got to his feet and stumbled.

“That’s new.” Several other drivers fled their cars and screams. Two officers drew their weapons and order Y/n to freeze. Something in Y/n slowly turned and began to change in his feelings toward the police.

“Freeze Freak!” The older officer hisses,Y/n cocks his head to the side with smirk.

“Pathetic pigs, you never appreciate the things you take for granted. You worthless meat sacks.”

The two officers look at each other,”Meat-what?” It’s short lived as vines bursted through the growing and take them prisoner. Y/n strolls over to them. He chuckles.

“Mother Earth wouldn’t be to proud of you. Nature will always win.” He takes his nails and scratches both across the face and then plants begin to grow out their faces and they gag. More large vines rise and take Y/n underground.

—————

He re-emerges in the old Gotham Greenhouse in Robinson Park. More vines and flowers bloom in the old building giving it a new look. The old overgrown plants become green and flourish again with life.

“Men have ruined you, I don’t know what yet, I know can revive you. But I promise you will be avenged. I am Mother Nature’s new branch and I will take Gotham first then, we will cleanse the rest of this planet.” He laughs to himself before the sound of glass shatters.

He worlds around to see Nightwing.

“Y/n,what happened to you. You were dead.” Y/n felt conflicted. On one hand he wanted run to Dick and get his help, but on the other hand he wanted to crush him and turn him into mulch.

Nightwing drew closer, “This isn’t you N/N. I don’t know what happened in the last 72 hours but you aren’t yourself. I can help you but you have to let me.” His voice was strained like his had been yelling or not speaking. It didn’t go unnoticed but something in Y/n didn’t care and he was constantly fighting a battle within himself.

“Dick—what?”

“I can help you,Y/n you have to understand I care about you. But you have to stop.” Nightwing earpiece buzzed and Y/n could heard the voice of Robin from a nearby plant. The words: Cops. Killed. Poisoned. Y/n.

Nightwing turned to him with a blank expression and a tighter grip on his weapons.

“Y/n, let me take you get help. I promise I won’t let anyone harm you.” His voice wasn’t as raw as it was. It was stern yet cautious.

The switch in Y/n flipped and the smirk and sultry voice returned.

“Dick, join me,” he persuades, “Become my Adam and help me flourish this place into a new garden. Just for the two of use.”

Nightwing took a defensive stanch. “Can’t do that. I’m sorry.” The last part was a whisper but Y/n caught it.

“Well then I’m sorry too.” With the flick of his wrist and two large flowers sprouted. The plants around Nightwing were now healthily and quickly attacked him.

Y/n rose several feet in the air on a seat of large leaves and petals. Nightwing dodged the vines but is eventually became captured after miscalculating a step after trying to not harm Y/n.

He’s wrapped in vines and is unable to move. The vines bring him closer to Y/n who purrs.

He runs a thumb across Dick’s lips. “I never noticed.” He whispered.

“What?” Dick huffed. Y/n takes his face and brings it closer. He has a soft smile and Dick is conflicted.

“How much I wanted to do this.” He kisses Dick. He tries break free of his binds but after a few moments he stops and kisses back and soon the kiss deepens and Y/n has to stop. He places his forehead against Dick’s and sighs.

Dick’s eyes are glossed over and his blue eyes are a pale green.

“Dick?”

“Yes, my Love?” He says deadpans. Y/n sighs to himself and releases him.

The virus in Y/n grows stronger. And he laughs to himself.

“We have a few housewarming gifts to give out. Fetch them for me Darlin.” Nightwing mindless obeys and leaves Y/n who glances at his appearance in the water fountain for the first time noticing the torn up suit he was buried in.

“It’s time for a new Harvest.”

[bumblesimagines]

you haven't changed a bit.

do you ever think about what happened between us?

you look really good. i'm happy for you.

Donna Sheridan

you haven't changed a bit.

do you ever think about what happened between us?

you look really good. i'm happy for you.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

"Where the hell did Laz put it? Jesus." You hissed quietly under your breath, back aching from the time you spent crouched or bent over searching for the damn bottle of whiskey Lazaros had hidden for his own personal use after his mother had forbidden him from drinking in front of customers, not that the bar got any, to begin with, given Lazaros... unique singing and Sophia's often stern nature. "Next time I see him, I'm gonna-"

"(Y/N)! I've been looking everywhere for you, boy! Come meet our new singer." Sophia's voice sliced through the air, demanding and attention-grabbing as always, prompting you to flinch and lift your head only to slam right into the underside of the counter.

"Ow, fuck-"

"Language, (Y/N)." Sophia tsked as you properly wiggled out from under the counter and straightened up, one hand rubbing the sore spot on the back of your head. You heaved a sigh and spun on your heel, eyes drifting over the rather empty bar while you made your way to the end of the counter and finally took in the new singer. 

And she seemed just as surprised as you.

"(Y/N)?" A breathless, surprised, and giddy laugh escaped her as her eyes widened into saucers, the jaw-dropped look almost comical. You stared back at her in silence, your mind trying to piece together how your spunky ex from college managed to find you on a semi-remote Greek island. Donna moved first, practically throwing herself over the counter to wrap her arms around your shoulders. "I can't believe you're here! In Kalokairi, of all places! I mean, I know you mentioned you wanted to travel around Greece but I never expected the first place I visited to be where you were staying!"

"You know each other?" Sophia questioned, one brow arched as she watched Donna wiggle off the counter and plant her feet firmly back on the floor. Donna nodded excitedly in return, brushing some of her loose curls away from her face and laughing again. 

"Yeah! We, uh.. dated briefly in college and then... (Y/N) graduated and..." Donna trailed off, her fingers toying with a ring on her hand. Her teeth dug down into her bottom lip, a dejected look briefly appearing in her eyes. "We broke off. Totally mutual." She assured Sophia with a forceful laugh and you winced when you caught the squinty-eyed look Sophia shot your way.

"Good, good. This means you'll get along, right? That's good." Sophia pursed her lips, the look in her eye telling you that you'd receive an earful later. Donna had a way of making people like her, making them care for her. It seemed her charms even wormed their way into the stern, always straight-faced Sophia. "Feel free to warm up on the stage. I'm sure my son is... somewhere around here." 

"Oh, Laz went to see if Korianna would take him back. Again. With the whole band." 

"Ugh, God," Sophia sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose and heading toward the back doors to retrieve her son from his ex's porch again. You watched her go, withholding the urge to snort until she was out of earshot and out the door. Turning back to Donna, you licked your lips and cleared your throat.

"Uhm... I'm sure you know your way around here. The band will be back soon but, as Sophia said, you can warm up in the meantime. I'm sure you'll bring in customers without them, though." You offered her a smile and glanced over your shoulder, eyeing the selection of drinks you could offer her. "Do you want a beer? Wine? Ouzo?"

"Maybe later." Donna dismissed with a wave of her hand, her brown eyes slowly raking over you. "You... you look really good. I'm happy for you. I never thought I'd find you here. I thought you'd be putting that law degree into use in Greece, not working in a bar in the middle of the ocean. What- What do your parents think about it?"

"And you haven't changed a bit." It was comforting, at the very least, to know Donna hadn't changed her spunky, adventurous nature despite the time that'd passed. She still sported her typical vibrant, almost hippie-esque clothes and was still a singer. She'd always performed wherever they let her back when you'd been attending Oxford. England, Bristol, Reading. At any place in dire need of entertainment, Donna and the Dynamos would show up and show out. "What does the Ruby Sheridan think of her daughter coming to a small, basically unknown island to sing for the locals? This isn't Las Vegas, you know." 

"Well, she doesn't think anything of it 'cause she doesn't know. Like always, she didn't bother showing up to my graduation." Donna rolled her eyes, head shaking slightly, but you caught the hurt that appeared on her face. Despite every complaint, every huff and puff, and insult she threw at her mother, Donna never stopped caring or hoping for Ruby to turn a loving eye toward her. "I went to Paris, you know. Sang there a night or two but something was telling me to come here... to come to you, I guess."

"Maybe if I'd said Spain instead of Greece, that something would've pulled you to Ibiza or Tenerife."

"Maybe," Donna repeated softly, bracing her arms against the counter, her curls tumbling over her shoulders and framing her face perfectly. She traced random shapes into the wood with her fingertip, eyes jumping between looking at you and staring at the counter. "Do... do you ever think about what happened between us? Two years is a long time. Longest relationship I've ever been in."

You pursed your lips and sighed, leaning against the counter and crossing your arms over your chest, head tilting toward some of the fishermen stepping into the bar for their evening beer before they headed back out into the water. You acknowledged them with a nod and fixed up their usual drinks, feeling Donna's eyes locked on your every move. You returned once finished and finally looked her back in the eye. "Sometimes. I- I don't really know what to make of it, Donna. My parents always said it was some whirlwind thing that wouldn't last in 'the real world' and your friends always said it was fated. I was... confused, I guess. I told my family I needed a break and heard of this island when I was in Chania so I came here, found a job and a place to live." 

"I just wished you would've waited for me. You know I would've said yes to traveling, to anything, with you." 

"I'm sorry." You apologized softly, reaching out to curl your fingers around her arm gently. "I'm glad you're here, though. I think you'll really like this place."

[thebisexualdogdad]

fic where y/n is kinda like green arrow and he’s hooking up with donna

Donna Troy x Male!reader

● you're the resident archer of the titans

● you had known Donna since you were a teenager and it was purely platonic until 6 months ago

● Oliver always teased that you and Donna would end up together one day

● and you were certainly not going to let him know he was right

● the first time you hooked up you guys were alone in the titans tower

● and a couple of beers later you were waking up naked in her bed

● "so we…"

● "yep"

● "cool"

● "that's all you're gonna say?"

● "what do you want me to say? Thanks for the sex? I enjoyed eating you out and I'd like to do it again sometime?"

● "Diana's right you really are just like Oliver"

● "that might be the meanest thing you've ever said to me"

● Dawn is the first one to figure out you're sleeping together when one morning she goes to Donna's room to talk to her and finds her trying to sneak out of your room instead

● "Really Donna, you're hooking up with Y/N?"

● "yeah I know he's annoying but the sex is really great, like really great"

● "give me all the details"

● lucky for you not everyone on the team is so quick to figure it out

● Gar is walking down the hallway with his arms full of gaming snacks for him and Connor when it's your turn to be caught leaving Donna's room

● "Hey Y/N what's up?"

● "Oh nothing… Donna was just… helping me fix my compound bow"

● "where is your bow?"

● "uhhh I forgot it… that's why I'm going back to my room… to get it"

● "Okay have fun fixing your bow"

● the sex really is great

● especially when you and Donna were bickering on a mission and it leads to very passionate hate sex

● but thanks to her Amazonian stamina you can barely keep up with her

● "come on Y/N don't tell me you're tapping out early"

● "early?? We've been having sex for three hours already!"

● Donna loves that the only thing that can shut you up is telling you to use your mouth for something more useful and go down on her

● Oliver trained you to be disciplined, meticulous and attentive which you apply to every aspect of your life and Donna highly benefits from it

● she will drag you back to bed when you're walking around your room in nothing but gray sweatpants, bulge on full display for her

● you pick up on this and start walking around the tower like that just to turn her on much to your teammates display

● Jason "dude put that thing away"

● "no idea what you're talking about Todd"

● Donna "Y/N can I have a word with you… in private"

● she gets you back by only wearing your shirts

● and again she benefits from this because it gives you perfect access to eat her out

● you and Donna often fight for dominance

● though you usually end up letting her top you because it's incredibly hot when she's in control

● especially when she uses her lasso to tie your hands above your head while she rides you

● you finally go official after you accidentally use the g word when fighting onomatopoeia

● "hands off my girlfriend you literary creep"

● *later after the fight while shes patching you up* "you know you called me your girlfriend back there"

● "yeah I guess I did"

● "this is the part where you're supposed to ask me to be your girlfriend you idiot"

● "Oh, hey you wanna be my girlfriend?"

● "I hate that I'm saying yes"

● she kisses you and you pick her up, carrying her to your bed

● soon you tell Dinah about your relationship who then tells Oliver and he calls you just to gloat that he was right

● "I told you kid, you and Donna were always meant to end up together"

● "I'm hanging up the phone and blocking your number Oliver"

[themarvelousknight27]

Y/N Runs from Donna , and sees dick

Y/n : Dick you got to help me Donna drink one of my love potions

Dick….

Y/N : *Sighs *

Donna: oh Y/N time for some roughhousing Donna twirling her lasso in the air.

[ghost-wysteria]

Y/N: I have 5 sons and 2 daughters, sweetest things on earth I tell you.

Person: What about him? *Points at vance*

Y/N: him? Oh he's my only nephew., crazy as fuck and was probably dropped as a child...

(Y/N is the dad/brother figure of the group but he refuses to claim vance as his own😭)

[the-broken-truth]

Can i get a Oneshot Male!reader x Donna B. Where the reader's love language is act of service? No words are needed, he just have to show his love to her by doing anything for her in her house, like-

“I'll do it for you, m'lady” ; “ah-ah-ah, nope. Let me do that for you.”

And donna just kept melting whenever his action give her a wave of love. I also have a prompt for the oneshot if you don't mind :

“I'm sick.” - Donna

“That's okay, i'll take care of you whenever you're sick.” - Reader

“... Will you marry me, (Y/N)?” - Donna

“I already pledge myself to you, my sweet.” - Reader.

Thank you, you can write this whenever you can!

Broken Truth: Oh... This will be interesting and I already have a prompt to go with it. Thanks for that. Now, let the words weave together.

Donna Beneviento never forgot the day she met [Name] - a kind, gentle and compassionate man that found himself wanting to be in the services of House Beneviento. Donna has placed flyers in the village asking for someone to come to House Beneviento for several positions such as cook, gardener, and servant, but that request went unanswered for months...until he came around.

Donna was having her morning tea when there was a knock on the door, she opened it and a tall male with a bright smile stood there with the flyer in his hand; he bowed to Donna and introduced himself as [Name] [Surname] - the son of a village nobleman who was known for his strange son, could this be the same one? He explained that he was in town when he noticed the flyer and wanted to aid the Second Lord with whatever she needed, Donna was skeptical about him at first but she needed the aid and offered him to come in for a tour of House Beneviento.

After the tour, they arrived back in the main foyer where the grand painting of Donna and Angie was hanging on the wall by the stairs; [Name] looked at the painting for a good 4 minutes before facing the Second Lord with a confused look on his face.

"My Lady - forgive me if I am being rude or too forward - but if you are as lovely as you are in your painting, why do you wear the veil? Are you mourning someone precious to you?" [Name] asked with confusion in his voice.

Donna didn't answer him just looked to the ground and held Angie closer to her, this caused the man to look discouraged at what he said, he bowed and apologized, stating that he was sorry for overstepping with his question and would never do anything to make his Lady and Mistress upset again. Donna hummed at this and reached for her plate with her teacup, only for [Name] to take it from her hands with a smile.

"Allow me to do that for you, Lady Beneviento." [Name] said as he wanted to the kitchen and began cleaning it, causing Donna and Angie to look at him with confusion in their minds - he didn't care about the talking dolls? He wasn't frightened by Angie? He wasn't weirded out by Donna's silence or outfit? Maybe this would work.

Months went on, Donna and [Name] got closer as close could be as he worked for her: He would start each day by serving Donna and Angie breakfast before going to tend to the garden then he would clean the kitchen and hang out with Angie and the Dolls for playtime; all the dolls started calling him 'Father' and it would make Donna blush under her veil.

Speaking of her veil, one day, [Name] saw her without it - he saw the Cadou Scar and Donna was sure that he was going to leave her but he just walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders before he smiled and at her and spoke: "You are lovely, my lady, you don't need to hide it from me if you do not wish to."

Donna's heart skipped a beat when he called her 'My Lady' and she would call him 'My Servant' and he would blush after that too. The two of them would go into town together as if they were on a date and anyone who spoke to Donna in a rude way and threatened or beaten up by [Name] - "NO ONE DISRESPECTS MY LADY!" He would roar.

One day, Donna became sick and couldn't leave her bed when [Name] came to check on her.

"Is everything alright, My Lady?" [Name] asked as he walked into her room with breakfast on a tray.

"I am sick, my servant, I don't think that I will be able to get out of bed." Donna chuckled at her words but [Name] smiled at her as he placed a small kiss on her forehead.

"Fear not, my lady, I shall care for you until the end of time." [Name] turned to leave the room when Donna called out to him.

"[Name]... Will you marry me?" She asked with a blush on her face.

He turned to face her with a smile on her face.

"I've already pledged myself to you, My Sweet Lady. I am yours forever."

[timelessstardust99]

Sneak Peak on "Starman" [Doctor Who x Blind! Male! Reader]

The Reader and his Best friend

Their Aesthetic

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

master kink with batman- i mean diluc??? i know everyones heard about this but..

imagine… you teasing diluc at the tavern, its nightime and close to closing time. people are filing out the door until it’s just you left. you are still sitting in front of him, teasing him about how he likes grape juice. and in your drunk haze you don’t have control over what your saying, you end up asking him if he has a master kink. diluc doesn’t know what’s gotten over him but he quickly replies with, “wanna find out?” and regrets it until he sees you looking away. the night ends with you bent over the table.

no one knows what happened to you that night, or why you exited the tavern with a perverted smirk on your face while looking so disheveled.

rip donna, also i sincerely apologize this sucks

-🌧️ anon

DRUNK DAZED [ DRABBLE / NSFW ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: OH, IT'S ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL MY DARLING!~ I JUST LOVE THE BUILD UP OF THE SCENES AND DON'T APOLOGIZE OVER IT! HOPEFULLY, MY WRITING SATIATES YOUR DESIRE AND ANY FEEDBACK IS MUCH APPRECIATED! TW: DUBCON (READER IS HALF DRUNK), USAGE OF PETNAMES (MEINE LIEBE), IMPROPER USE OF FOREIGN LANGUAGE (THIS IS NOT AN EXCUSE FOR ME TO INCORPERATE GERMAN I SWEAR!!) DILUC RAGNIVINDR X FEM!READER

"Master♡!" You cried out

Never in a million years would you have thought that while being a drunken state, you were getting yourself fucked silly by the sole owner of the Dawn Winery, Diluc Ragnivindr himself as he bent your half exposed figure over one of the tables of his tavern; his cock repeatedly pumping in and out of your sopping wet cunt. The red-haired male let out a low hiss of pleasure as he feels the walls of your insides clenching on him, his gloved hands gripping your hips in bruising grip before opting to lift one of your legs up which gave him a much needed space to snap his hips back into yours with even more ferocity.

"God, you're all spread out prettily on my cock…Who's your master, meine Liebe?" Diluc whispers huskily into your ear, his lips pressing hard against the shell of your ear. "Y-You-Ah♡!-You're my Master♡!" You moaned, your words coming out all slurred from the intensifying pleasure that had taken root in your brain. You could hear an audible groan coming from Diluc's throat as his pace quickened, your answer being the source of his hastiness of reaching his release "Genau das, was ich hören wollte, meine Liebe…" He whispers gently before continuing to fuck you senseless

TRANSLATION NOTES:

1. 'Meine Liebe' - my love

2. 'Genau das, was ich hören wollte, meine Liebe…' - Just what I wanted to hear, my love...

[yyuangss]

INAZUMA COMMISSIONS ( DILUC RAGNVINDR )

summary ! in an attempt to give diluc the best present for secret santa, you spend some time to know more about him. though, the dawn winery owner has some unique tastes.

tags ! diluc ragnvindr x fem reader, fluff

word count ! 5.2k

note: hello hello @umgatochamadopercyval !! i got you for the @2023gisecretsanta event 🫶 i got a little carried away so i’m very sorry for the word length 😭 either way, i hope you enjoy it MWAH <3 i had a lot of fun writing this for you !!

When Barbara approached you asking if you’d like to be part of her Secret Santa event, you immediately agreed. She said she was going around inviting people she knew would be interested in participating.

You asked her who else had decided to participate in the event and she named a few others. Lisa, Kaeya, Sucrose, Venti, a few sisters from the Cathedral, Eury, Donna. All people you knew well since they constantly came to Good Hunter and you spoke to them while they waited for their food.

Barbara said she was still asking people to join. So once she had an even number, she’d go down a list and have them pick out a paper to see who their Secret Santa was. Everyone would get a month to find the gifts. Then, the gifts would be revealed at a Christmas party she was working on.

Nearly a week and a half after that, Barbara came rushing over to Good Hunter with a small bag in her hand. She was her usual cheerful self and more now since the Secret Santa event she planned out.

“(Y/N)! Do you have a moment?” Barbara asked, waving and standing near the side of the stall. She had been waiting to see when it would be available. Her smile showed just how excited she was.

“Give a second!” You said, smiling as well. After taking the current order and the customer went to sit down at one of the tables, Barbara approached. She showed off the small brown bag and you knew what she was hinting at. “How many people did you get to join?” You asked, making sure to wipe your hands clean.

“I got thirty people!” She said, holding the bag open. The number made your eyebrows raise. Barbara was very serious about this. You peered inside the bag. Small red and green sheets of paper were mixed together. The amount was smaller than what Barbara had said so you assumed she already went to some of the people.

You reached in, grabbing one of the slips at the bottom of the bag and pulled out a red slip. Barbara closed the bag once you got your person. She made sure the strings on the bag were tight so nothing would fall out.

“Could you check it to make sure you didn’t pull your own name?” She asked. You nodded your head.

“Of course!” You said, opening the slip of paper. You wondered whose name you ended up getting out of the bag. It would make shopping and searching for someone’s gift a fun experience. Hopefully it was Lisa. There were several new books you wanted to get for her and replace a few worn out books in her library. That was until you read the name of the person who would give you the most trouble searching for a gift.

Your smile faded slightly. In black ink, Barbara had written Diluc’s name on your slip. Her star and balloon drawn decorations on the paper made it more exciting than it actually was. Of all thirty people who decided to participate, you were the unlucky one stuck with Diluc. He wasn’t a bad person but you didn’t really know enough about him.

“Nope. Didn’t get my own name.” You said to Barbara, folding the paper in half again.

“Great! Thank you again for joining!” She exclaimed happily. “Remember not to tell anyone and you have a month from now.”

She waved before heading off. She needed to catch the rest of the people and hopefully finish this by the end of the day. As she sped towards the building of the Knights, you stared at her cursive handwriting.

The red haired male came into your mind. What were you going to get Diluc for Christmas? He was a reserved character. You couldn’t name a single thing he liked except grape juice. And there wasn’t anything else that stood out about him that would remind you of him.

For example, if it were Klee, you could have gotten her a new book bag or matching hats for her and Dodoco. Sucrose would be happy to get a new chemistry set. She definitely needed one after breaking a few beakers. Whereas Diluc… Nothing.

You started to think about certain gifts. Candles were a good option if that didn’t scream, ‘I don’t know you’. He never wore accessories. No rings, necklaces, or bracelets. Perhaps he didn’t like them but a hairpin from Liyue would be worth the trip. You let out a frustrated sigh, scratching the back of your head.

Was there anyone who knew what he liked that you could ask them?

Well, there were a few people. Now that you think about it, asking them probably isn’t a good idea either. Donna was off the table. You aren’t sure how far her title as a fan of Diluc’s went. And you also didn’t know if Barbara had asked her to be part of the event. That means Donna would definitely get jealous since you got the person she wanted.

Next was Kaeya. Asking him was fifty—fifty. He was rather sneaky and playful. Definitely the type of person to come up with a lie so you’d gift Diluc something he hated all because Kaeya wanted to mess with him. Or maybe you’d get the lucky half and he would be kind enough to actually say something his brother likes.

Then the people who worked for Diluc were also not a good choice. For one, you didn’t know them well enough to know if they’d keep this a secret. Two, they probably didn’t know Diluc well enough to tell you what he liked or disliked the most.

You were already stressed out, even if you had an entire month. You carefully stuffed the slip of paper into the front pocket of your apron. Thankfully, you were going on your break soon. You tapped your fingers on the countertop as you thought of what to do.

The worst idea yet came to your mind. You were just going to have to ask Diluc himself. You can't blurt out and reveal you got him for the Secret Santa event. Since your conversations with him are very brief, in order to do this, it needs to be in the most discreet manner possible. That way, it won’t make him get suspicious of you.

“Diluc!” He heard his name being called. Instinctively, he looked over at the tavern entrance after passing a customer their drink. He saw you approaching the bar while smiling at him. “How are you?”

“(Y/N).” Diluc gave a curt nod and picked up an empty glass cup. You sat down on a stool, watching him clean the area for you with a wet rag. “It’s good to see you. I’m doing fine. I assume your shift has ended?” He motioned to your uniform. You occasionally came to Angel’s Share when you were off the clock. It was just to relax for a few minutes and socialize before heading home for the day.

“I’m on my break right now.” You said. You scouted the first floor to see who was here. The floor was nearly deserted, only consisting of the tavern’s usual customers. You turned back to Diluc, thinking about the slip with his name on it in your pocket. “What about you? Are you leaving soon?”

“No. I may be here all day.” Diluc said. You needed to make this worth the while. No way were you leaving the city to go all the way to the winery. “Charles wasn’t feeling well.”

He finished wiping down the counter and threw the rag over his shoulder. He didn’t have his coat on since the tavern was relatively warm. The weather outside was getting colder as the days went on.

“What can I get for you?” He asked.

“A berry and mint burst.” It was what you normally got whenever you paid a visit.

As Diluc grabbed one of the glasses to make your drink, you thought this would be a good time to ease into the conversation. He seemed concentrated on making your drink so he probably might not be too responsive. Either way, you needed to try.

“I feel like we don’t talk a lot.” You said, as Diluc poured the light blue liquid into the cup. He let out a confused hum at your statement and set the bottle back down. He stepped away from the counter, searching for the remaining ingredients that belonged in your drink.

“And what do you mean by that?” He sounded as intimidating and serious as he always did.

“We don’t talk a lot.” You said. He carefully pushed your drink in your direction. “I think we’re more acquaintances than friends. Don’t you?” You grabbed your drink in one hand.

Diluc rested on the counter as he narrowed his eyes at you. His gaze seemed to be studying you instead of being mad at something you said. The guy sitting next to you left a few Mora on the countertop and left the tavern. He also left behind two cups to be picked up and cleaned.

“I say the same, yes.” Diluc said, scooping the Mora on the wooden counter.

His responses are repeats of what you say. It makes it feel like he’s simply not interested in having a conversation. Plus, he is always seen with an uninterested expression. His personality is nowhere near Kaeya’s.

Getting Diluc to talk is harder than you thought. At this point, you wanted to be straightforward and admit what you were truly here for.

“What’s your favorite thing about yourself?” You suddenly asked. Too strong of a question. He would figure out what your intentions were by it. Diluc raised an eyebrow as he dried one of the cups with a different rag than the one from earlier.

“What’s my favorite thing about myself?” He repeated your question. He glanced down at the cup before turning around. He sorted it out with the stack of cups used by tavern customers. You heard him say the question again but much lower this time. Eventually, he crossed his arms, staring at the wall before giving his answer. “I love my long, luscious and luxurious red hair.”

“Wait— What?” You sputtered.

“I answered your question. My favorite thing about myself is my hair.” Diluc faced you. He had his normal stoic expression. Was he telling the truth or poorly executing a joke? You squint your eyes. Diluc’s hair was well taken care of. Out of all his features, his hair and the color of it stood out the most. The length of it also suited him. Diluc with short hair was like a nightmare. Maybe because he never wore it in any other style except his ponytail. “Is that not something I can say?”

“No, no,” You said, taking a sip from your drink. The minty taste made your eyes water. “I didn’t expect you to say that. I thought you would have said your eyes. Your hair is really pretty.”

He managed to make his hair look like silk. There had been times you were tempted to touch it. As you put your cup back on the wooden counter, you thought of your next question.

“How do you get your hair to look like that?” You placed your chin on the palm of your hand. Whatever routine he said, you might need to start using it.

“Slime condensate.” Diluc petted the tips of his hair. Your expression changed to one of disbelief. “It needs to be the thick hydro slimes from Inazuma. I like to get them from Watatsumi Island since the area is surrounded by water.”

You had to take some time to process what he said. The infamous Dawn Winery owner put slime in his hair to keep it “luscious” and “luxurious” at all times. You had never heard of anyone putting slime in their hair. You scratched the top of your head. Whenever Diluc said something new about himself, the idea of giving him a gift for this event seemed impossible.

That wasn’t the only time you went to Angel’s Share. You went back for an entire week, trying to pry information out of Diluc. There needed to be one thing he liked and was willing to share with you. The only problem with that was to have him stop talking about his hair.

“I love my hair color. Did you know it’s natural?”

“It’s so hard to keep it this soft. If the slime isn’t from Inazuma, my hair gets all tangled.”

“Cut it? No, I’d never cut it. I’ve been growing it out since I was a child. My father’s hair was exactly like mine.”

You didn’t take him as the narcissist type or the kind of person to be full of himself.

Your last hope at getting him a gift was what he used for his hair. Diluc let you know what the process to get the slime condensate was. He said it is called an extraction. It was harmless to the slimes. In order for this to happen, he or someone else would grab hold of a slime. As this is going on, the other person will begin to pluck out condensate from under the bottom part.

You weren’t going to make it to Inazuma and return to Mondstadt in time for the party.

Sara went with you to find Herta and ask her to send your commission over to Inazuma. She was a little skeptical at how overly specific but she said with enough Mora, someone over there would be willing to take up the challenge.

That was two weeks ago. The party was in a week from now. You started to panic. Did no one take up your commission? You asked Lumine to take an impromptu trip to Liyue and see what items you could find.

She agreed. The Honorary Knight protected you along the way. Thankfully, there weren’t any monsters that attacked you on your trip. Liyue had rarer beauties that cost a lot more. In the end, it was going to be worth it. You found the gift after hours of searching. This was reserved only if the condensate didn’t make it to Mondstadt on time.

“Pardon me,” A tall, unknown man approached since there wasn’t a line. You could tell he was from another region. He had a box underneath his arm. His white, puffy coat covered his entire body. The hood he had on covered the majority of his blue hair. With good reason. The cold weather this year was entirely different. At least you were near the fire. “My name is Kamisato Ayato. I’m looking for a lady by the name of (Y/N). She requested a commission in Inazuma.”

“That’s me.” You said.

“Ah, wonderful. This makes it all the much easier.” He placed the box on top of the counter. The gloves he was currently wearing were white while the inside had a sort of dark purple lining. He removed the hood from over his head, settling his hands on top of the mysterious box. “The person who did your commission told me to be very careful with it. He said he went out of his way to make it the very best.”

“Did you come all this way just to deliver it yourself?” You felt a little guilty but Ayato let out a chuckle.

“No, no. I’m the leader of the Yashiro Commission.” He waved his hand, “I’m in Mondstadt for the holidays. I thought it was a good idea to bring over your commission. That way you wouldn’t have to wait too long.” He patted the box before insisting you take it.

You pulled the box over, noticing how heavy it was.

“Anyway, everything has already been paid for on our end.” Ayato said, adjusting his coat. “I was also told to pass on a message to you. If you had any more… Specific commissions to be done in Inazuma, simply request for Arataki Itto. He’s more than willing to help.”

That must have been the guy who did your commission. You hope to meet him in person one day to thank him over and over for what he did.

“Thank you very much.” You flashed Ayato a smile. He did the same in return, “Enjoy your holidays and your stay in Mondstadt!”

“Thank you,” He bowed his head, “The same goes to you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be on my way.”

As soon as Ayato was gone, you decided it was a good idea to open the box. Your jaw dropped at the contents. It was a lot more than you had asked for. Considering what was given, you had definitely underpaid this Itto guy. Either he was a perfectionist or he was extremely reckless.

The jars of slime were actually much bigger than you expected. Maybe you should have been specific on that as well. How many hydro slimes on Watatsumi Island had to undergo an extraction to get all this condensate? Even though Diluc said the extraction process is not harmful for the slimes and they’re constantly growing, you’re starting to feel bad for them.

At least it arrived at a good time before the party. With the slime condensate here, your gift for Diluc was ready. But you had both items. There wasn’t any point in keeping the second gift for yourself. Maybe it would give you a hint on what Diluc likes. Hopefully next year, Donna was the one stuck with him instead of you.

The party was being hosted at Angel’s Share. It was closed for the holiday and with his permission, Diluc allowed Barbara to have the party there. So long as she prepared all the decorations and food. He didn’t mind making the drinks since it would allow him to keep a better eye on Venti.

When you arrived, the ongoing scene was a bit of a mess. Barbara was apologizing profusely to someone. You recognized one of them. Ayato, the man from the other day. He laughed loudly when he noticed Barbara beginning to tear up. Next to him was a girl who had similar features. She chuckled softly when Ayato hugged Barbara and reassured her everything was fine. The girl had to be related to him.

“You’re here.” You heard Diluc’s voice. He had been at the bar but spotted you as soon as you came through the door. His eyes landed on the gift you were holding. “If you’d like, you can leave that over there. Barbara said we’ll open the gifts after eating and once everyone is here.” Diluc motioned to a round table in a corner. Several of the partygoers left their gifts either on the table or on the floor. Some were big, others small. You were curious to find out which one was meant for you.

“Okay, thanks.” You went over to the table and placed the gift next to one that was the same size. You weren’t about to carry that around all night. The glass jars were too heavy for that.

After you put your gift with the rest, you decided to join the rest of the crowd.

You found out that Kamisato Ayato was Diluc’s closest friend. He and his sister, Ayaka, came to Mondstadt to celebrate the holiday with Diluc. Last year, he was the one who went to Inazuma to visit the siblings. Barbara was apologizing because she didn’t know they would be here. And if she did, she’d prepare a gift so that neither would feel left out. They let her know it was an unforeseen event and she had no reason to apologize.

Bennett and Fischl were the last to arrive. Afterwards, Barbara asked everyone to come to the first floor and get their gifts so she could explain the rules. You placed yours underneath your chair. Jean sat next to you, keeping hers on her lap and making small talk about who she guessed you had.

The table in the corner was soon empty. Whoever went first, the person who received the gift would go next. So on and so on until all gifts were exchanged.

Donna decided to start the chain off. For an odd reason, she had two gifts. You all gave each other the same knowing look. One gift was meant for her Secret Santa and the other was obviously meant for Diluc. If anything, you were already aware she had selected a better choice in present for him. Except Barbara didn’t let her give it to him right away and told her to wait until everything was over.

She had Bennett. From Bennett, it went over to Klee. He had gifted the little girl a new backpack and a tiny one for Dodoco. Klee’s gift went to Razor. He might have been the happiest one from the night. Eventually the chain went around to Albedo who had just opened his gift from Lisa.

“For my Secret Santa, I got (Y/N).” Albedo handed you a wrapped box.

It had candy canes all over the paper and a giant bow on the top. You heard some rustling inside. You tore the wrapping paper off the sides. Removing it fully, you opened the box and your eyes widened in astonishment. Albedo had carefully packaged two glass cloches beside each other. They contained flowers sprouting on the inside. He went as far as adding grass to the base and making it seem like a small garden.

“I managed to find a way to preserve cecilias and glaze lilies.” He explained and helped you take one of them out to show everyone else. “I remember you said they’re your favorite flowers. These will never die even if you take the glass off of them. And you won’t need to water them either.”

“Thank you so much, Albedo!” You said, opening up one arm to give him a hug. He reciprocated the action. “And I love how you painted butterflies on the glass domes!”

“Actually, they’re called cloches.” Ayato corrected from across the room, making your attention go from Albedo to him. Ayaka ended up smacking his knee with her fan. The entire room let out a collective laugh at the two siblings bickering.

Your eyes drifted over to Diluc who sat next to the Kamisato siblings. It seemed like he already knew he was going to be next. Both of his hands are on his lap, waiting to get his gift. He was staring at you intently and tapping his gloved hand against his thigh. You set Albedo’s gift next to your chair with extra care.

“My gift is to Diluc.” You said. You slid out the wrapped box from underneath your chair. You had both your hands holding the bottom side of the box. Watching your step, you made your way to the other side of the room where Diluc was.

“Ah, this should be interesting.” Ayato said with a grin on his face. He shifted in his chair, body leaning towards his friend. He seemed more interested in the gift than the person who was receiving it.

“It’s heavy.” You said, nervously. You gently handed it over to Diluc.

“Thank you.” He took it in his arms and placed it on the floor between his feet. Ayato moved his chair closer to get a better view of what your gift to his best friend would be. Diluc waited until you sat back down in your chair. He began to unwrap the ribbon you’d tied around the entire box. He pulled on one edge of the lace, allowing it to unravel on its own.

After that was over, he lifted off the top of the box. You watched anxiously to see his reaction to your gift. When Diluc saw what was inside, a small smirk came on his lips. Meanwhile, Ayato scrunched up his eyebrows at the peculiar choice. He realized what the items were and why exactly your commission had been such a weird request.

Diluc kept the lid on his lap. He crouched over in his chair and pulled out one of the seven items inside.

In his hands, Diluc held a glass jar filled to the top with slime condensate. There wasn't only one in there. You had asked for a minimum of three jars in your commission and sent over enough Mora for their troubles. But, being the nice person he was, Itto decided to get you a total of—

“Six jars of slime condensate.” Diluc held it up in the air as if he was examining it. You started to feel a little embarrassed when he spun it around and showed it off the rest of the crowd. They each side eyed each other, wondering what kind of present that was. You actively avoided their gazes as they questioned your choice. Why did he have to start off with the worst gift? “I’m assuming they come from Watatsumi Island?” He said in a slight teasing tone.

Diluc’s lips twitched upwards when he glanced over at you. He shook the jar a little, the slime bouncing around. It clinked against the other jars as he carefully set it back into the gift box. Next, he moved onto the second gift. Right beside all of the six jars was a dark red jewelry box. It had a geo symbol carved on the top which Diluc knew you got it from Liyue.

He placed it on his lap and cautiously opened it since he wasn’t sure of what was inside. Inside, the box had a black velvety texture. It had two separate sections. Ayato heard his friend let out a small snicker before composing himself and turning it around for the remaining partygoers to see.

“It’s a matching hairbrush and a hair comb.” Diluc said.

Both the brush and comb were designed to be the same. They had been marbleized with red and gold. What stood out the most was the hair comb. The accessory had been made to resemble a phoenix. Its wings were outstretched and the beak pointed upwards. If placed in the hair correctly, it was supposed to give off the illusion the phoenix was flying.

“Oh, how beautiful.” Ayaka silently complimented.

The jewelry box closed with a snap and Diluc set it beside the six jars of slime condensate. He closed the lid of his gift and a wide smile spread on his face. For some reason, you felt like he found this entire situation hilarious.

“Thank you, (Y/N). I’m especially grateful for the slime.” He said. Diluc cleared his throat right after and the smile disappeared. He ended up picking up his gift and announced who his Secret Santa was. “My gift is to Sucrose.”

The remaining gifts were passed around until everyone had opened their gifts. They were all thoughtful and generous.

Everyone loved their gifts and it was perfect for their personalities. Yet, your eyes kept looking over at Diluc’s present. He had to be lying. The party continued as normal. People broke off into their separate groups, ate the remaining leftovers and treats, and played a few games. The gifts, held dear in everyone’s hearts, were forgotten at the moment.

An hour passed and you thought it would be a good time to leave the party. You put your coat on as well as your gloves. Thankfully, you didn’t live too far from the tavern. There should still be a few guards patrolling the city in case of intruders.

“I’m going to be leaving now.” You said to Barbara while holding your gift from Albedo. You wanted to thank him again only to find out he’d left with Klee a long time ago. The little girl was starting to get sleepy and tried to play it off that she wasn’t tired.

“You are? Aw, I wanted you to stay a little longer!” Barbara said. Diluc overheard your conversation and he had already slipped on his red jacket.

“Allow me to walk you home. I insist.” He said, opening the tavern door. Cold air rushed in causing his cheeks and nose to get rosy. “Barbara, if I don’t return soon and everyone has left, don’t worry about cleaning the mess. Head home as well.” He instructed before leaving the tavern right after you.

The door closed. Diluc fixed his jacket as he began following you.

He only had plans to drop you off at your home safely and return to the tavern. You were both walking in silence. You glanced out the corner of your eye. Diluc’s hands were in his pockets. He had a small smile on his face. It was starting to get to you. The smile had the appearance he knew something and purposely refused to tell you what it was. You exhaled loudly, deciding to confront and get it over with. It would be better for him to be honest.

“You didn’t like your gift… Did you?” You asked, stopping in your tracks. You tilted your head to the side and turned to face him.

“I did like my gift. Why would you ask that question?” He answered.

“Why are you smiling like that then?” You nodded your head. It was really in the most innocent and subconscious manner. Diluc didn’t want you to take it the wrong way so it was a good time to come clean. Especially since the hunt for gifts and the party was over. He left his gift in the tavern, right behind the bar counter so no one would find it.

“I have something to admit.” He said.

Oh. Your eyes widened slightly. You took a step back. Donna was going to be mad.

“I lied to you. I don’t actually use slime condensate in my hair.”

Oh. You narrowed your eyes at the man standing in front of you. Scratch that, you were going to be mad. The smile on Diluc’s face grew a lot more visible.

“What?” You finally spoke up. “You’re joking, right?”

“No. I’m not joking.” He shook his head. Your jaw dropped at the confirmation. “I don’t use it. If anyone does, they must be out of their mind to put that in their hair.”

“So you were faking the entire time?!” You shouted. He had led you to believe his hair was his favorite feature and that he cared for it the most. All those times he complained about running low on slime and he might need to find a replacement before getting his new stash from Inazuma. Pure lies he made on the spot. He was so convincing, you thought all he loved in life was slime condensate. “Diluc, you’re such a jerk!” You would have punched him if you weren’t carrying your gift. He grinned briefly at your weak insult.

“Is it my fault you were terrible at hiding you had me for Secret Santa?” He said. He began to walk again and you sped up to join him. You had to be honest. Your attempts were very pitiful when you spoke with Diluc that entire week. It’s much easier to talk with him at the moment than beforehand. “Though, I like your gift more than Donna’s.”

That’s an accomplishment.

“Are you sure six jars were necessary?”

“Leave me alone.”

[marksbear]

Ahhh thank you Mark but i think you would eventually be here with your great writing without me. But also am in your debt for me being able to read your writing. Hope you taking good care of yourself and if you dont mind can I request another sub Steven with avengers reader. So I got a edit of Steven on my fyp and what if he did the same with reader. So he is laying down on his side away from reader to look at edits of him and him also being a fan.Reader wondering what he is looking at so turns over to look at his phone and see steven staring. Reader laughs in his ear and asks if he liked how he looks while fighting to protect him from aliens/villains. Steven nods yes and says how handsome he looks which leads to reader saying thanks and kissing his neck while touching him under his clothes. And then Steven asks him to fuck him which reader does and says how Steven will always be his biggest fan.-🐻‍❄️

Awww my 🐻‍❄! I think my great writing would be so great if it wasn't from your help my love!

Warnings! Dirty talk, whore and slut used, SMUT, rough sex, Fan Steven! A bit modern AU, but not really.

SUB STEVEN GRANT X HERO MALE READER

Y/n comes home tired and bruised. It was mission after mission and Y/n was done with it all. Being the new hero in the avengers was no joke for the male.

It was interview after interview, saving the day, fighting villains and so on Y/n just wanted to go home and be with his boyfriend. Steven Grant.

Y/n unlocks the door to his apartment and walks in and locks the door. "Steven! I'm home!" Y/n shouts walking deeper into the apartment looking for his boyfriend. Y/n makes a quick to stop greet Gus and feed him.

"Hey Gus! Hope you had a good day." Y/n pats the tank with a little laugh before finding Steven in the kitchen cooking. "Hi love!" Steven greets Y/n with a hug as Y/n kisses him on the head.

"You're trending everywhere! Like on all social media!" Steven blurts out earning a small chuckle from Y/n. "How was work?" Y/n asks giving a hug back to Steven.

"It was fine and a bit fun. Good thing about it though that Donna wasn't there and it was a blessing." "Glad you had fun baby~" Y/n gives Steven a kiss on the cheek before leaving to go shower.

"After i'm done with my shower, i'll help you cook!" Y/n shouts before going into the bathroom.

TIMESKIP

Y/n and Steven are in bed together laying down side by side. Steven's eyes are glued to his phone even turning his body away from Y/n, so he doesn't see his phone.

Steven watches edits of Y/n fighting and also being interviewed. Steven likes and adds them to his favorites watching Y/n manhandle a villain. The way Y/n fights makes Steven feel things all hot and bothered from only watching the edits.

Steven scrolls down and the video is Y/n smirking at the interviewer looking down at the woman. Steven felt his whole body tremble from imagining that it was him Y/n was looking down at.

Edit after edit Steven saves and adds to his favorite completely hypnotized on his boyfriends edits. To popular and not so popular Steven watches and saves it fangirling about his own boyfriend. Steven couldn't help himself, but not to blush and smile endlessly at his phone gushing about his boyfriend like a teenage girl would.

Of course Y/n begins to wonder about what was Steven was looking at and peeks over his shoulder not catching Steven's attention. What was on Steven's phone caught him a bit off guard. It was an edit of him just adjusting his clothes while the interviewer stares at him in awe. Y/n watches Steven like it and adds to his favorite before swiping down now it's a video of Y/n fighting a villain winning all by himself.

Y/n couldn't help but to laugh into Steven's ear watching him jolt and gasp. Before Steven says anything Y/n moves one hand to Steven's obvious boner grabbing it causing Steven to let out a small moan.

"You like how I look while fighting huh?" Y/n teases earning a nod yes from Steven. "You think I look sexy fighting those damn aliens don't you Steven?" Earning another yes from Steven. "I bet you want me to manhandle you like that. Don't you baby?" Y/n asks feeling all over Steven's clothed body.

"Yes sir~ I think you looked very handsome. So handsome I-I love it so much." Steven says earning a kiss on the shoulder from Y/n.

"Thank you, Steven." Y/n mumbles against Steven's neck before kissing and sucking his neck leaving multiple hickeys. Y/n first moves his hands under Steven's shirt pulling and twisting his nipples even giving them a few pinches. Steven moans fall softly from his lips feeling his own body grind down onto Y/n.

"S-so good... Fuck Y/n!~" Steven moans throwing his head back with a even louder moan as Y/n pull his nipples even harder. "So sensitive today Stevey" Y/n teases before leaving Steven's chest alone causing a light pout to escape from Steven.

Y/n begins to move his hand into Steven's sweats sliding his hand his underwear touching Steven's hard cock. Y/n bit onto Steven's neck harder causing him to moan. Steven buck his hips into Y/n's hand already feeling so weak.

''Please fuck me~ I want you inside be so bad please H/n!~" I want you to fuck me hard H/n!~ please you can even breed me! Please H/n I need you!" Steven begs out with a whine.

To be nice Y/n stops teasing Steven and begins to strip off his own clothes while Steven does the same turning his body around. Steven stares at Y/n's hard cock hungrily as Y/n begins to get lube.

"H/n!~ Ohh fuck!~ Please fuck me!" "Wow, calling me by my hero name now Steven... How much of a desperate slut are you?" Y/n says with an evil laugh before using the lube on his cock getting every inch covered. "Watching videos of me and getting a boner, what are you a pervert?"Y/n teases before lining up his cock to Steven's eager hole.

"You want this hero to fuck you baby? Want me to use you like you were a whore?" Y/n teases before pushing the tip inside Steven. Y/n moves deeper inside Steven walls squeeze tighter on Y/n's cock as Y/n goes inside him.

After a minute of Y/n letting Steven adjusting Y/n begins to thrust without mercy abusing Steven's hole.

Y/n's hips snap into Steven thrusting his full cock inside without warning before thrusting deeper and deeper. Y/n's harsh thrust earned loud moans and sobs from Steven as he abused his hole.

Loud skin slapping against each other alongside loud moaning fills the room from the two lovers. Y/n cock moves in and out fast as Y/n holds Steven still on the bed. "You're my biggest fan aren't you Steven?" Y/n asks kissing Steven's neck. "Y-yes I am!" Steven answers with a moan.

"Will you always be my biggest fan?" "Mhm!~ I'll always be your n-number one--- Your biggest fan!~" Steven says on a sob.

"That's what I wanna hear." Y/n says thrusting even rougher inside.

Steven already knew he'd probably have to call "sick" for work tomorrow. Y/n thrust was hard and fast causing Steven's eyes to water in pleasure. "H/n!~ H/n! s-slow down!~ please slow down!~" Steven moans out knowing full and well he doesn't want Y/n to slow down.

"Want me to go faster? Yeah i'll go faster baby." Y/n responds back with a smirk speeding up his pace snapping his hips back and forth.

Steven couldn't keep himself together anymore. Moaning and screaming endlessly as the hero fucks him,

"Steven--- I'm gonna cum! i'm so close!" Y/n warns holding onto Steven tighter. Steven was in pure bliss as he cums all over his chest and some lading on Y/n not caring what Y/n was saying only moaning and sobbing. Steven was brought back to reality as Y/n cums deep inside him. "H-h/n!~ so f-full!" Steven moans out as he shoots his load.

With Y/n thrust becomes slower and more gentle as he thrust inside him as he rides out his orgasm also helping out Steven as well.

Y/n pulls his cock out of Steven slowly before getting a random shirt off the ground cleaning him and Steven. Y/n thrust the shirt somewhere in the room before cuddling Steven in his arms.

Steven begins to fall asleep secretly knowing that he made edits of Y/n that gotten viral. "My hero..." Steven mumbles out with a smile looking up at Y/n who smiles back at him

THE END

[lokisprettygirl]

Brokenhearted (Daemon Targaryen x Female Reader) (Non Canon Modern AU) (18+)

Series Masterlist

Chapter 1

Summary: Ever since you met him there was an undeniable attraction between you two but you knew he wasn't the type of man you ever wanted or dreamt of ending up with. He was distant, emotionally unavailable and reclusive. There was something in his past that had destroyed his ability to show love, he was as toxic as he was irresistible and you couldn't stop wanting him no matter how bad he was for you.

Warning: 18+, there's no actual detailed smut scene but they are doing it, dirty words are used in bed (consent is given), Reader almost gets raped, Daemon is a big time smoker so if it's something triggering don't read it, he's not the best boyfriend, alcohol drinking, mention of trauma and therapy, cigarette smoking, possessive behaviour

"Be careful y/n" Your manager Donna said to you so you smiled and wished her goodnight as you hurried out of the restaurant, as a sous chef you normally didn't work past your shift but it was an extremely busy day, the head chef needed you and you were making extra bucks so you weren't really in a position to say no.

It was around 10 at night and you knew you would miss the next bus unless you reached the bus stop in 5 minutes so you turned around and tried to take a shortcut via the alley behind the restaurant. It was never a good idea, your gut feeling warned you but you didn't stop. And you were about to learn a very important lesson.

When you took the first turn to the right you noticed a few men smoking and drinking down there and as soon as they had spotted you they started to talk amongst themselves while they kept their eyes on you, you also saw another man way on the other end of the next turn you had to take but he was all alone, smoking and he had a black hoodie on and the headgear covered half of his face, you weren't really able to make out his features, he was still a few feet away from where you were and unlike these men who screamed trouble he was minding his own business.

"Hey sweetie, how much for the night?" One of the goons commented so you picked up your strides and started to walk a little faster.

"Heyyy come on babygirl, come with us, we will have fun"

Now you felt really scared, you couldn't really turn around now because you knew they were right behind you and you didn't want to show them how unnerved you were feeling, a part of you still felt that these men were just eve-teasing and won't really harm you but truth couldn't have been further from that.

A guy jumped in front of you suddenly as he closed the distance between you two and all of a sudden you felt as if you won't be able to breathe any more, your heart sped up and knees started to buckle. What had you gotten yourself into?

"Let her go mate" you heard a male voice coming from ten feet away, it was deep and raspy, it was the same lonely guy you had seen and he had his attention directed towards you now.

"Hey man you got a problem??" the guy in front of you turned towards the hooded stranger.

"Not really , I'm just asking you all to piss off and let the lady leave" as soon as you heard his voice again you quickly ran towards him and stood by his side, for some reason you felt as if you could trust him, well atleast more than those guys that were clearly trying to hurt you.

"Oh you think you're some kind of hero around here huh?"

Your mystery knight just laughed at the response and then he turned towards you.

"Get out of hereee" he finally pulled his headgear up and you looked into his dark eyes, he took a step back from you and he got frustrated as you still haven't moved from your spot "Get the fuck out lady" he said to you so you immediately turned around and bolted away but as you heard the sounds of those goons attacking him you just couldn't help but turn again, you didn't want anyone to get hurt or killed because of you.

You had your face scrunched in worry because you fully expected to see the guy getting beaten up by all those goons but your eyes widened in surprise as your mystery guy started to punch the shit out of those guys one by one. Almost like a professional fighter.

You were slightly enchanted by his rhythmic moves as he dodged their attacks and then hit them strategically. His hoodie was off now and you could clearly see how jacked he was, the black shirt he had on was clinging to his body and you also noticed how pretty he was in a very untraditional distinctive way. This clearly wasn't the time to think about all that but you couldn't help.

One guy even attacked him with a knife but your knight was faster than him, you watched those goons finally give up and run out of the alley once they realised they weren't winning against him, thankfully they didn't have a gun. You watched as your knight wiped the blood from his lips and combed his hair back with his fingers before he took out another cigarette and started to smoke as if nothing really had happened.

"Do you have a deathwish you foolish girl? I told you to leave" he said as he grabbed his hoodie from the floor and walked past you in a few strides.

"Ummm that was impressive, are you like a boxer or something?" you asked as you walked behind him, his apartment was right around the block and he just wanted to go home now but as he noticed you were trying to talk to him so he stopped walking and turned towards you.

"Taking this route late at night is unwise, you must know that right? You aren't dressed like a street harlot so that means you're just plain stupid aren't you?" You gasped as he insulted you in several different ways. Why was he being so mean?

"First of all I am not stupid, I just didn't want to miss my bus.. and i have a pepper spray" you tried to defend your decision even though you knew you shouldn't have taken this route.

"Oh yeah? And at what point were you going to use it?" He chuckled in an extremely condescending manner, he had a cute smile but you could tell it wasn't genuine. You weren't actually stupid.

"I just wanted to say thank you to you for protecting me ..you are hurt, you should get that checked out" you said softly so he glared at you for a moment before his features softened.

"Don't take this route ever again miss –"

"Y/n.. i work for the restaurant Cuisine waves..on the next block " He nodded as you said that and chuckled before he dragged a puff from his cigarette and turned around to leave.

He didn't even tell you his name, you didn't even know if you'll ever see him again, it was unlikely and almost impossible but you didn't know why you felt so drawn towards him, he seemed so.. broody and broken. Why was he out there, smoking all alone? The worst part was you had missed the bus that you wanted to take so badly that you didn't think even twice before putting yourself in danger.

At night as you laid down in your bed, safe, thanks to the rude mysterious knight you couldn't help but think about the mystery knight, he saved your life, he really did, you didn't even want to think about what could have happened to you if he wasn't there.

At first glance you thought he was just another homeless bum in the alley but he wasn't. You had noticed the British accent as well and you wondered if he was even from NYC.

"Stop thinking moron" you grumbled and tried to fall asleep, but it didn't come easy that night, you kind of felt scared about the situation you had gotten yourself in due to your reckless behaviour, it was traumatizing to think about what could have happened to you tonight. You needed to talk to your therapist about this sooner or later.

Next day the restaurant had a fairly easy day and you couldn't have been happier,

"A Cheese Burger for table 6 and the customer also wants for a chilled beer" the attending waitress Claire said so you nodded and started to prepare the order, once it was done you quickly put the order for the pick up,

"He's so damnn cute" Claire winked at you so you smiled, you didn't really have much today and your shift was almost over so you walked towards the door and peeked to see this supposedly cute guy. For Claire every other guy was cute so you weren't really expecting to see much but your eyes widened in shock as you saw the man from last night, your mystery knight. What was he doing there?

You clearly remembered telling him that you worked here.

He didn't come to see you right? Maybe he just lived nearby.

You didn't want to come across as desperate so you didn't really do anything about it. Once your shift was over you grabbed your bag, changed your clothes and stepped outside the restaurant, on the other side of the street you saw him again. Casually smoking, looking sexy as fuck.

You crossed the road and walked past him, you had no intention of disturbing him again but you stopped in your tracks as you heard his voice,

"You said you worked there" you smiled as he said that. So he was there for you.

"I do..I'm the Sous Chef, Mr. Cheese Burger" you turned around and he just stared at you as he took another drag from his cigarette, he passed the cigarette to you and tilted his head in a way to gesture you to take a hit. You took a few steps closer to him and he smelled so good, a hint of burnt smoke, beer and bergamot.

Taking the cigarette from his fingers you took a drag, perhaps he wasn't really expecting you to accept it because his mouth curved into a smile at the sight.

"You looked like a waitress to me" he looked into your eyes as he said that, you should have been offended by his words but the way he was looking at you so intensely made you feel flushed.

"So what should I call you? Do you have a name or Mr. Cheese Burger is fine?" He chuckled as you said that,

"Daemon..Daemon Targaryen" you nodded as he said that, his face went well with his name. It sounded posh like him.

"How do you make a living Daemon..I'm sure being a hero and protecting women is just a gig you have on the side" you kept your eyes on him as you both passed the cigarette back and forth.

"I have zero interest in being a hero or your hero sweetheart. I just happened to be there by chance. I teach MMA for a living by the way, my work comes in handy sometimes" you smiled as he said that, you weren't wrong about him being a fighter it seems.

"Well I appreciate it anyhow, you saved my life, I owe you one" he snickered again as you said that "I'll see you around…maybe" you turned around as you didn't want to come across as desperate for his attention, even though deep down you clearly were infatuated by him, but then you stopped as you heard his voice again.

"Owe me huh?" You turned to look at him, he was crushing the burnt butt of the cigarette beneath his boot and his eyes were no longer on you. "Wanna have a drink with me?" He finally looked up, and that's when you noticed how he barely had any hair on his brow bone, you didn't understand how a guy looked so strikingly handsome with four hair on his brows.

"Sure" you said before something would make him want to change his mind.

That's how you got to know Daemon Targaryen that night, he was everything you were not, you were needy and clingy while he acted as if he didn't care at all. Throughout the date, if you could call it that, not once he gave you any indication that he actually wanted to be there with you but at the same time every time he looked at you he burned you with deep sense of arousal, he looked at you as if he wanted to devour you. He wasn't trying to impress you at all like those other guys but maybe that's why you were getting so hooked onto him.

You weren't the type of girl to bed a man on the first date but you allowed him to take you home and he was very clear about his intentions,

"This is how it's going to be, you hear me darling? Don't get your emotions involved, I don't do that shit" he whispered against your mouth as he kissed you. After a few drinks you had ended up in his apartment and then in his bed, you weren't drunk or out of your mind so you knew you wanted him and he clearly wanted to fuck you.

"Yes sir"

"Good girl" when he took his shirt off you noticed every little scar on his body and there were many, your fingers immediately itched to touch the longest one of them on his right shoulder blade but he grabbed your hand and placed them over your head swiftly as if he was worried your touch would open those wounds again.

There was something wrong with him, something so broken and you wanted to figure him out like a piece of puzzle, you wanted to know why he was the way he was but everytime you even tried he distanced himself further. He'd leave you but then he'd come back and somehow you kept falling into his arms and his bed, over and over again, you kept falling in love with him. He was irresistible, like a moth to a flame you only got closer to him so he'd burn you more and more, even though you knew this wasn't what you needed in life.

You wanted a partner who'd take and give emotional affection and sometimes you did think he cared more than he showed but then he'd suppress it all again and the cycle continued.

"Fuck yeah…keep going pleaseee" you moaned in his ears as he thrusted in and out of you. He had you pressed against the wall and you just wanted him to keep going,

"Ohhh yeahhh? Want me to keep going? Then take that cock you fucking slut…take it" he cupped your cheeks and kissed you passionately, sex was the only time when he showed you the least bit of affection but even then he fused his tender actions with rough words, all consented but you always felt as if he was scared of being hurt if he was to show you how he actually felt about you.

He told you it was just physical then why did he continue to see you again and again? If he didn't want to be yours then why you were the only one he was dating?

Both of you were in the club celebrating your birthday and he was there too, sipping on his drink and smoking on his cancer stick as he watched you move on the dance floor with your friends.

He wasn't fair to you, he knew that, he never wanted to get hooked to the way you melted in his arms but he couldn't help it, he felt helpless, he wanted to run far away from you and he even tried to do so but he failed every fucking time. He wanted to keep coming back to you as long as you'd tolerate him and he'd continue to do so for as long as you'd take his shitty behaviour.

He saw you walking towards him so he pretended to turn away as if he was never doting on you from the distance,

"Heyyyy Cheese Burger..Dance with me" he chuckled as you said that,

"Demanding today are we?" He said as he sipped on his drink, you looked at him up and down, he had a pastel shirt on with a loose fancy pair of pants, a long chain adorned his thick muscular neck, he was very sexy, both in and out of his clothes, you had seen both and you had seen it a plenty of times in the past few months.

"Well it's my birthday"

"You know I don't dance" you smiled as he said that but you grabbed his hand anyways to pull him on the dance floor. He groaned but for once he didn't protest. It was your birthday and making you cry tonight wasn't something he wanted to do.

He just moved against you slowly not really putting much effort into the act of dancing, he wished he was fucking you instead, his hands stayed on your hips as you grinded against him shamelessly. His eyes glanced over to the guy that kept staring at your behind, the dress you had on perfectly accentuated your curves.

"What are you looking at?" You giggled as you followed his eye line and noticed the guy behind you,

"You know that rat faced twat back there?" He asked you so you shook your head.

"Can't say that I do" you smirked and he placed his fingers on your chin to make you look up at him before he kissed you and he kissed you so deeply, tongue and all, as if he was trying to send a message that you belonged to him. Daemon wasn't an irrational guy, he didn't get jealous often, this wasn't supposed to be that type of relationship as he always told you but for some reason he couldn't tolerate how that guy was looking at you so brazenly.

He didn't do anything though, he let it go, he kept his cool and his hands to himself but then that guy bumped into you on purpose and made a nasty comment about your body..

"Shouldn't have done that –" you weren't even done speaking to that arse before your boyfriend had dragged him by the collar to take him outside of the club and then proceeded to beat the hell out of him, you had to get in between him and the guy just to get him under control, you feared someday his anger would get the worst of him and he'd kill someone. Perhaps he already had, if someone had told you that you'd believe them in an instant.

He took you home that night and fucked you million ways to Sunday but as his hunger was finally sated he got up, pulled out a pack of cigarette and left you all alone on the bed to smoke the night away.

Daemon Targaryen wasn't exactly normal, he was torned and broken, and he was selfish to his core, there was something in his past that kept him on edge all the time, there was something that made him afraid of falling in love again, something that made him want to detest physical affection and he had been like this for seven years now. He was waiting for you to give up on him like those other girls did that he had casually dated before you, he deserved that too. But the moment he had met you in that alley he knew you'd end up becoming the bane of his existence and you'll be the one to make him face his fears again, the truth of his past was just waiting to be uncovered.

He just hoped you'd be willing to stay by his side once you had him all figured out, he hoped you'd be willing to be completely his even though he feared he'd never love you the way you deserve to be loved. He knew he'd never truly love anyone again.

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Note : I'm thinking of writing 4-5 parts to this depending if anyone wants it. Gotta say I am enjoying writing about him.

[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT

DEAN WINCHESTER

Finally Reunited (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Little Him (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Too Many Jokes (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Should Have Known (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Try Again Next Week (Dean Winchester X Male!Reader)

Make It To Me (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Pushing Yourself (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Until Next Time (Dean Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Not The Planned Delivery (Dean Winchester X Pregnant!Reader)

Baby Banshee (Dean Winchester X Wife!Reader)

SAM WINCHESTER

Rowena's Apprentice (Sam Winchester X Son!Reader)

Prom Date (Sam Winchester X Son!Reader)

Shirts Worn By Brothers (Sam Winchester X Trans!Brother!Reader)

First Hunt (Sam Winchester X Brother!Reader)

Being Sam's Half-Demon, Bi-Racial Son Would Include...

Too Selfless (Sam Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Nerdy Interactions (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Big Secrets (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Spill (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader) *TW

Senses (Sam Winchester X Twin!Reader)

JOHN WINCHESTER

Choice Between Siblings (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

MARY WINCHESTER

Poor Heart (Mary Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

CASTIEL

Caught With The Angel (Castiel X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Pants (Castiel X Asexual!Reader)

Neglected Dreams (Castiel X Teen!Fem!Reader)

Feeling Left Out (Castiel X Fem!Reader)

Where Were You!? (Castiel X Fem!Reader)

CROWLEY

Did You Multiply?(Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader) Pt 1/Pt 2

Little Winchester (Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Good Hunter (Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Liking A Demon (Crowley X Winchester!Reader)

Troublesome Crushes (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

You're A Demon/ Hunter? (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

A Different Kind Of Deal (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

GABRIEL

Chocolate (Gabriel X Teen!Winchester!Reader)

Losing My Angel (Gabriel X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Angel Date (Gabriel X Fem!Reader)

Binary Spells (Gabriel X Non!Binary!Reader)

MICHAEL

Being Michael's Daughter Would Include...

Asshole (Michael X Fem!Reader)

LUCIFER

Being Lucifer's First Son Would Include...

JACK KLINE

Being Jack Kline's Twin Would Include...

Lost Twin (Jack Kline X Twin Sister!Reader)

For Mom (Jack Kline X Twin Sister!Reader)

Stories Behind Scars (Jack Kline X Winchester!Reader)

OTHER

Distraction (Team Free Will X Reader)

Safety And Security (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Growing Up (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

3 Year Reunion (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Fidgetting (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Trying to Help (Winchester Bros X Blind!Sister!Reader)

Deals (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Our Dear Sister (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

A Normal Life (Winchester Bros X Demon!Reader)

Hello, I'm The Son Of Lucifer (Winchester Bros X Male!Reader)

Safety (Winchester Bros X Fem!Reader)

Being Sam And Lucifer's Son Would Include...

Being Donna and Gabriel's Child Would Include...

Little Witch (Castiel X Dean X Daughter!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2

[thebisexualdogdad]

Could you plz do headcanons with Hellblazer!Reader x Donna Troy?

Donna troy x Male!reader

● you have known Donna for a decade first meeting back when you were 18

● the justice league dark which you had recently joined were asked to aid the justice league in fighting doomsday

● Dick had written you off but Donna fully believed in your magic

● Dick "really Donna? You're falling for this mumbo jumbo?" He says as they watch you create a potion made of outlandish ingredients Dick had never heard of

● Donna "the Amazon's history is rooted in God's and goddesses, occultism is not too far out of the box"

● sure you two met up every so often to hook up but with the amount of traveling around you both did you decided it was best not to commit to a relationship and ruin the good thing you had

● but then years later she's settled down in San Francisco with the titans so you found a way to make your own pocket dimension headquarters to allow you to move to San Francisco to be with her while still having 24/7 access to the other JLD members when needed

● Donna is the only one on the titans who is allowed to have a key to this pocket dimension

● and Gar and Connor have been banned from even stepping inside after setting off a magical windstorm in your library while messing around with some of your ancient artifacts

● well Kori has been trusted with another key in case of an emergency but no one except you and Donna know that

● Donna walking in on you doing a spell fully naked

● "see something you like love?" You say with a grin

● "Y/N please put some clothes on, the titans need your help"

● you become a mentor of sorts to Rachel teaching her about the supernatural and how to control her powers

● she's also not allowed to take any of your spell/ritual books out of the library because once again Gar and Connor were messing around and accidentally summoned a demon in the titans tower

● Donna and Zatanna are super close

● Zatanna tells Donna so many embarrassing stories about you

● and all the magical mishaps she's witnessed you make

● being the only girl in the JLD Zatanna also likes having other women around

● Zatanna "you think Gar smells bad when he shapeshifts? You don't even want to know the smells that come off of Alec when he returns from the swamp"

● giving Donna your trench coat when it's cold out

● "you know there is something that will warm you up" you say suggestively

● Donna leans in like she's going to kiss you but instead whispers "tequila?"

● Donna pulling you in by your tie to actually kiss you

● and flirting with her at the most inappropriate times during missions

● Jason "does he ever shut up?"

● Jason still hasn't forgiven you for the time you turned him into a rabbit

● in your defense it was Kent's idea after the two of them were arguing because Jason was trying to sneakily put his Dr Fate helmet on despite being warned not to several times

● Jason "it's just a stupid helmet what's the big deal"

● "kid that helmet is one of the most powerful artifacts in the world not even I could handle wearing it, you certainly wouldn't be able to"

● Bobo argues a lot with Dick on who is a greater detective, him or Bruce

● Bobo "Richard, I am a member of mensa"

● Dick "yeah but you're a monkey!"

● Bobo "a chimpanzee actually and batman is the one who comes to me for help not the other way around"

● "he's got a point Dick"

● Dick "not now Y/N!"

● when Donna died you and Rachel stopped at nothing to get her back

● Kent told you it would be impossible to resurrect her but she was the love of your life, you would either get her back or die trying

● when you do finally get her back the two of you decide to put superheroing behind for a bit and travel the world together

● a year later Kori gets a call that you proposed in Paris and that Donna would need her help planning the wedding

[minigirl87]

Ice is the only hard thing

Steven Grant x Reader

Summary:-

You and Steven go ice skating and accidentally stimulate Steven, but let's be honest, it wouldn't take much to turn that sweetheart on. This is part of @moonknight-events Bingo. There is no description of the reader and no use of y/n.

I used Google translate for the French words

Quelle surprise - I'm surprised

Oui mon amor- yes my love

Salope- bitch.

Please enjoy and feel free to comment and reblog ❤️

Warnings:-

⚠️ 🔞 🤬 over 18s only

Male receiving oral, cum eating.

Word Count:- 1290

London in winter time is a mixture of miserable bitter weather and fun activities. You're currently standing at the bottom step of the National Art Gallery wait for Steven, who, as per usual, is running late. You let out a chuckle as Steven stumbles out from behind a Victorian Greco column for the Galleries stunning entrance, the lights dancing of the creamy stonework, making the building stand out against the velvety inky sky of evening.

Your warm breath making patterns in the cold air as you call his name Steven stops in front of you, looking exasperated and dishevelled. You smile up at him, taking in his rosy cheek, goofy smile, and sparkling dark eyes, a stray chocolate curl popping out of his Egyptian hieroglyphic patterned woolly hat.

“Hiya love” he says excitedly, kissing you and rubbing his nose against yours as he speaks. “You ready, my love?”

“Yep sweetheart. I’ve been looking forward to this all day.” You reply as you zip his navy jacket up and sort his scarf. “That’s better. Can’t have you freezing on me, sweetheart.” You giggle as Stevens face flushed “sorry love. Didn’t have time inside to get sorted because of Donna.”

"Quelle surprise," you mutter. Steven smiles happily “Oui mon amour” you both laugh “enough of Madame salope, she’s not spoiling our night sweetheart” Taking his hand you walk of towards Tottenham Court Road underground looking forward to your evening together.

Oyster cards at the ready you both head through the barriers to catch the tube to go to Waterloo train station. The Bakerloo line was busy commuters heading home, exasperated Christmas shoppers, and loved up couples like you and Steven heading to Hampton Court Palace. As if sensing your uncomfortableness of the busy carriage, Steven instinctively wraps his arm around you and kisses your nose, his scarf tickling your chin as you smile and snuggle against him.

At Waterloo Station, after checking your connection, the Christmassy smells moreishly filling both you and Stevens nostrils. “Come on love let’s get 2 hot chocolates for the train. You roll on the balls of your feet as you wait in line at Starbucks. Steven speaks calmly and with appreciation in his voice to the barista. As you both carry a almond milk praline hot chocolate away from the counter you hear the staff say how nice it was to deal with Steven and how they wished every customer could be like him Stevens cheeks flushing pinky red at the compliment.

“See you really are a sweet boy, sweetheart* taking his arm heading for the train to Hampton Court Palace. “I’m just me” he mumbles. Sitting on the train together, listening to Steven, listening to historical Christmas facts, and drinking the hot chocolate.

“you’re a walking encyclopaedia sweetheart. You really should go on who wants to be a millionaire” Steven, not listening, continues to chat and explain about Chanukah and his, Marc’s and Jakes beliefs. You listen carefully to him and get him to explain when you weren’t too sure. The 36 minutes of the journey pass quickly. You can listen to Steven talk for hours, loving his beautiful voice.

Once out of Hampton Court Station, the bitter air stings your face as you draw your scarf tightly around your neck. Standing at the start of the walk way up, you both look at the Palace light up and colourfully decorated as the noise of the ice skaters is hear hum of laughing, shouting and fun fill the air. You look up at Steven lovingly and squeeze his hand “Thank you for this sweetheart” The coloured lights twinkle and fade against his face and eyes, and you share a sweet and tender kiss. “anything for you love, now let’s get our skates on literally” he chuckles as you roll your eyes.

Having collected 2 pairs of ice skates you help each other to put them on as Christmas music adds to atmosphere listening happily and not paying attention as you lace up Stevens skate you unknowingly pulled him forward slightly and as you moved to stand up your nose brushes against his clothed cock and Stevens eyes flutter and a soft whimper escapes his velvety plush lips. “You ok, sweetheart?” his eyes snap open, and a look of embarrassment covers his handsome features “no love, all hunky dory” as they kiss his lips, the wetness glistening in the Christmassy lights.

You raise an eyebrow but shake it off, giggling as you walk like bambi onto the rink, grabbing onto the side as you almost fall flat. Steven follows suit, but he’s as graceful as a Swan. Soon you’re both moving in sync around the ice having fun. Hand in hand, you circle around, and, trying to be smart, you decide to try spinning, and as quick as you try, you fall on your back side. As ever your knight in shining armour Steven rushes to pick you up and the angle he’s at means your cheek brushes against his cock, his hard cock.

“Have you been hard this whole time sweetheart” licking your lips. Steven swallows hard “yeah pretty much love”

Standing up and looking at him with a soft smirk. “come with me, my love.” Skating to the edge of the rink and leaving to change your skates to your boots hurriedly with Steven and handing them back to the woman at the counter. You grab and pull Steven away and walk down a gravel path, and push him into some trees and shrubbery. The darkness engulfing you both.

Steven stammers “what you doing, love?” as you unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans pulling his hard weeping cock out his boxers giving his shaft a few strokes with left pointer and middle on top and thumb under the shaft giving just the right amount of pressure for Stevens eyes to clamp shut and his body to shiver.

“All it took was for me to accidentally rub my nose against your clothed cock and you get stimulated sweetheart?” Smirking up at him as he nods biting his lip. “have you been aching to cum my love?” Steven jerks his cock further into your fist. A soft whimper leaves his lips “please love, don’t torture me more than I already am. Please”

You kiss the head, swirling your tongue around him, tasting him, letting out a satisfied moan around him. As you start bobbing your head you feel his hand grab your hair as he starts moving you faster against him his thrusts matching as the fucks your mouth, grunting as he stops moving holding you in place as he cums covering your throat with his warm creamy seed your nostrils filled with his musky scent it still amazes you how each of them taste and smell different. You run your hand down his softening cock squeezing the last drops in your mouth before swallowing as you then tuck him back in and fastening him up.

Steven breathes heavily against the tree he’s leaning on as you stand up. He smiles and leans into you licking a dribble of his cum from the side of your mouth swallowing as he kisses you.

“That was amazing love” his cheeks all rosy as you adjust yourself, taking his hand and walking back onto the gravel path to walk to the exit and start your journey home.

“anything for you, my love, I think I should make this a yearly tradition from now?” You squeezing his hand “definitely my love. We will.” As you get to Hampton Court Station, Steven looks like he’s concentrating, which means he’s talking to Marc and Jake. “Um love! Marc and Jake want to know when it’s there turn?.”

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[ghost-wysteria]

I say i ship donna x finney and the whole crowd goes "boo!", i say i ship vinney the crowd starts throwing rocks.

[the-broken-truth]

Can i have a Male vampire who falls for donna beneviento?

Broken Truth: A Vampire Male in Love with Donna Beneviento? That sounds like something I can take care of - Let the words weave together!

[House Beneviento - Sometime Before Nightfall]

Donna sat on her bed, thinking about the experience she just had when she went to explore the lands outside her territory at the bottom of the misty valley.

The Doll Maker walked along the stone stairs that descended into the valley that was encompassed by a thick mist with Angie the Doll perched on her shoulder as if she was a parrot, speaking to the timid Doll Maker with every step she took until she reached the bottom of the stairs and her feet landed on the ground of the valley. She looked around and listened to make sure there was nothing else around - there was no movement or sounds, she must have been safe as she walked through the fog and looked for the ingredient she was seeking; little did she know, blood-red eyes were watching her with a smirk on the face of the owner of the Misty Valley.

Donna's heel clicked on the stone ground, echoing throughout the valley at a steady rate before she stopped and her eyes widened behind her veil - before Donna was a bush of rose that was black as night, with thorns as long as her fingernail, and leaves the color of obsidian; this is what Donna was looking for - the Death Roses. She walked over to the bush and reached out for the petals of the plant when a realization hit her mind, making her freeze before her fingers could even graze the face of the petals.

She was at the bottom of the valley, there were no houses here, there were no people here...but these roses looked as if someone has been caring for them since the bush was a collection of seeds and there was something else she knew about Death Roses from her Mother Miranda - they weren't natural, they had to be made, that meant...someone was here.

"Someone is here..." Donna gasped out as she moved her hand away from the roses and began looking around for the person who was taking care of the roses when a chuckle hummed from behind her, she turned on her heel and her eye widened even more as she found her answer.

The man was taller than her, dressed in a regal outfit that was as black as the roses with a crest of some unknown house. His hair was short and black, thrown freely and he glared at her with blood-red eyes. He smiled at her, showing his fangs, making Donna gasp and take a step back as the man walked closer to her.

"Well. Well. Well. What do we have here? A little mouse lost in my lands?" The man asked as he closed in on Donna, who stopped moving when her back hit the wall.

"I...I..." Donna tried to speak but her words were caught in her throat as she looked into the red eyes of the man that was now standing before her.

"No need to be frightened, Little Mouse, I shall not harm you; all I want to know is what you are doing here all alone in my lands." The man asked again.

"I... I was looking for the Death Rose, the material in the petals and stem can help me get rid of a scar that I have." Donna said in a low voice.

"Is that it? May I see this scar?" The man reached a clawed hand for the veil and brushed it aside, revealing Donna's face and the Cadou Scar, "I see. Still a lovely face but I can understand why you want to obtain what the Cadou has taken from you."

"You know about the Cadou?" Donna asked in a more confident voice.

"Yes. Miranda has come here and taken a few of my plants from me for her research with the Cadou. She has asked me to become one of her lords but I refused." The Man said.

"You know Mother Miranda? Just what are you?" Angie asked.

"I am a vampire, Little Doll, and I can aid you with your scar but you must do something for me in return." The man said as he smirked at Donna, who began shaking under his gaze.

"And...what is that?" Donna asked in her low voice again - she didn't know what he was going to say.

"Your love." With that, the man place his lips on Donna's, making her eyes widen as she hummed and closed her eyes to enjoy the kiss but she also felt something on her face, she felt the Cadou Infection getting smaller and smaller until the man pulled away and she opened her eyes - yes, her other eye was open, she could see out of it. She placed her hand over her new eye in shock as she looked at the man with the other.

"How...How did you?" She tried but the man placed his finger on her lips to silence her.

"Do not worry, My Dollmaker. The Cadou Scaar won't come back...but all I ask is that you love me and come to me every once in a while." He smiled before kissing her on the forehead.

"What is your name?" Donna asked as she blushed.

"You may call me [Name], My Donna."