#justice league x male reader

[thealtoduck]

Sweet Juice

Clark Kent x Male Reader

Content: Greek Mythology AU

Warnings: Smut, Bottom!Reader, Top!Clark, semi-public sex, anal sex, unprotected sex, drunken sex, skinny dipping, spit as lube, missionary position…

Summary: You’re a member of Dionysus following and during a feast you meet a demigod son of Zeus, Clark, also known as the man of steel…

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You were a lesser deity in a world filled with powerful gods, monsters and heroes. You were the son of the now famous naiad, Daphne. Unfortunately though your mother was no longer with you as she had been turned in to a laurel tree as a form of mercy.

It was considered mercy because the only other option she had was to be violated by Apollo, who was under the spell of Eros after an argument between the two. Apollo feeling bad about the whole ordeal apologised by finding you a place in the retinue of Dionysus and Ariadne.

You didn’t mind this as your duties were pretty much drink, dance, fuck, drink more and generally just to have a good time. It was just constant partying and celebration.

One night when the party had yet to start a visitor came for Dionysus. You were sat close to the god’s throne, you were petting one of his pet leopards when a strange man appeared and entered the god’s camp. He walked slowly towards the olympian. You noted his handsome appearance as he stopped in front of Dionysus.

”Lord Dionysus, you sent for me” the man said in a deep tone. ”I did” Dionysus confirmed before standing up saying loudly ”Everyone! Let me introduce to you to Clark, you may know him as the man of steel!… And also one of my younger half brothers”.

Dionysus followers broke out in cheers for the hero, who seemed slightly confused by the big welcoming. ”I’ve called him here to save us all from the cyclops that has been attacking in the night” Dionysus declared and everyone once again cheered.

”What?! You never told me of any cyclops?!” Clark asked agitated. ”Actually I didn’t tell you anything but you showed up anyway” Dionysus teased him. ”Why don’t you save them yourself?” Clark questioned. However Dionysus only responded with a simple ”Where’s the fun in that?”.

Clark looked irretated at Dionysus and said ”I will not be tricked in to fighting someone else’s battle”. Making the on looking crowd let out disappointed murmurs. Dionysus walked up to the hero and put a hand on his shoulder.

”Come on Clark, do us this favour and we’ll give you the biggest celebration you’ll experince in a life time, with the finest wine and feast, our best music and dancers and if you want you can take to bed anyone you fancy, we don’t judge” Dionysus offered.

Clark took a moment looking around at the crowd surrounding him until his eyes landed on you for a swift moment. He then turned back to Dionysus and said ”Very well, i shall do you this favour”. Once again the crowd including you broke out in cheers and applause for the demigod.

The very next day gifted Clark with a sword, armour and food by Dionysus as he and his followers saw off the hero on his way to save them from the threat of the cyclops.

I didn’t take long for Clark to return as he was back at the camp by next day. He came back in the afternoon covered from head to toe in dirt, dust and a little cyclops blood. Throwing the red painted sword by Dionysus feet.

”Well done” Dionysus complimented looking at the blood drenched sword. Dionysus then turned towards you ”Y/n, take our hero somewhere he can wash off” he commanded. ”Yes, lord Dionysus” you said with a quick bow. He then turned back to Clark and said ”When you return, we feast”.

You went and collected a basket with a bottle of scented oil, a strigil (a tool they used in ancient greece to wash themselves) and a new chiton. ”This way, my lord” you said to Clark and started guiding him through the forest. ”Please, just Clark is fine” he said humbly following you.

You guided him to a secluded pond. ”Impressive, how did you find this place so quickly?” Clark complimented. ”My mother was a naiad, it’s an instinct” you explained putting down the basket next to the pond.

”Would you like me to bring you anything else?” you asked Clark as he started undressing out of the dented armour and dirty chiton. ”You’ve already done enough for me, thank you” he said gentlemanly. Clark was now naked, revealing his muscled body and impressive manhood, which you tried not to look at.

He stepped down in the pond, the water reaching up to his hips. ”Why don’t you join me?” he suggested gesturing towards the water. ”I’d love too, but i have to help the others prepare everything for tonight” you said. ”Come on, only for a short time” Clark tempted. ”Okay” you said with a smile, taking off your chiton and sandals.

Clark watched your naked form with interest as you stepped down in to the water. ”See, it’s nice” Clark said starting to wash himself off using the scented oil you brought for him. You tried not to stare at his oiled up chest but you were 90% sure he caught you looking but he didn’t say anything, he only smirked.

You relaxed in the cool water for a while until you remembered you needed to get back to the others. You climbed out of the pond and started putting on your clothing once again. ”Thanks for the company, hope i’ll see you tonight” Clark said. ”Hope, i’ll see you too” you said and started walking through the forest back towards camp.

That night the music rang loudly through the forest as you celebrated the death of cyclops and your new hero, Clark. You drank and danced wildly with your friends. Some others were already passed out from drinking, some were gambling and playing games and one couple were fucking against a tree.

You saw Clark sitting on a pillow next to Dionysus talking, goblet in hand. You made your way over to the olympian and the demigod. ”Y/n” Dionysus exclaimed happily as he noted your presence. He patted a pillow next to him saying ”Come sit down”.

You took the offer sitting down next to the god, he made your empty goblet instantly refill and put an arm around you. ”I was just telling Clark of my inner circle” Dionysus revealed and continued ”Y/n, here you’ve met, he is my and Ariandne’s favourite attendant and friend” he said sweetly.

”Also he has a body as if sculpted by Pygmalion, carved and smoothed to absolute perfection. You should hope to have a look upon it someday” Dionysus said taking another sip from his goblet.

”Actually i already have” Clark stated boldly making Dionysus spill some wine on himself. ”Y/n, joined me for a swim in the pond” Clark explained making your cheeks heat up slightly. ”Is that so?” Dionysus questioned looking towards you.

”Well, i’ve got to go find Ariadne” Dionysus said getting up leaving you and Clark. ”Are you and Dionysus-?” Clark started but you cut him off saying ”No, he and Ariadne just have a very open relationship”. ”How has your night been?” you then questioned the hero.

”Enjoyable but i’ve never been much of a party person” he said then taking a sip from his cup. ”I get it, before i came here i wasn’t either” you told him and then got an idea. ”Wanna go for a walk for some peace and quiet?” you asked. ”Sure, i’d love too” Clark said and the two of you stood up and walked off in to the forest behind you bringing your goblets with you.

You walked and talked for a while, drinking until your goblets were didn’t have a single drop left in them. Dionysus must’ve brought out the strong stuff because you and Clark were stumbling around and slurring your speech, you were laughing loudly at each others stories, sitting very close together.

Finally the two of you ended up behind some bushes close by to the party. You started to passionately make out, you laying on your back in the soft grass and Clark on top of you. Clark tore open your chiton and undressed you, leaving your naked form beneath him.

He then took off his own clothes revealing his muscular body and his hard cock. Clark took his hand and brought it to your mouth, you sucked on his fingers to get them wet, then he brought his moist fingers to your enterance and started pushing finger inside you.

You let out a small gasp as Clark started to finger you open, he added another fiinger and then another until you were ready to take him. Clark spit in to his hand and rubbed it over his erect manhood.

”It’s time i claim my reward” Clark said spreading your legs, he lined himself up with you and started pushing his hard cock in to your warmth. Clark loved the seeing the face you made as his cock slowly filled you up.

”Fuck your so big” you hissed as the demigod was fully sheated deep inside you. He then slowy started moving pushing himself in and out of you as a wave of pleasure started washing over you.

Your legs were wrapped around Clark as he thrusted in to you. ”I’m gonna fuck your little nymph hole full with my seed” Clark groaned in to your ear and placed kisses all along your neck. The demigod started speeding up his thrusts.

”Clark, fuck yeah! Take me” you said in ecstasy grabbing at his back as he fucked your hole. Both of your bodies had started gleaming from sweat as he mounted you under the moonlight, as his reward for defeating the cyclops.

Clark’s thrusts became rougher as he wanted to take you like a real demigod would, he loved how your walls clenched around his thick cock. He brutally fucked you with all the strength of his godly heritage to bring you to your release.

You let out breathy moans as Clark pounded your gaping hole, thrusting against your prostate. You felt yourself getting close to your orgasm. You dug your nails in to the grass below as Clark’s cock made you see Mount Olympus.

”Clark, i’m gonna cum” you said panting heavily making Clark thrust deeper as he wanted to push you over the edge. Then your cock started spraying cum all over your and Clark’s stomachs. Clark’s own release was getting close.

”I’m gonna plant my seed deep inside you” Clark moaned and his rough thrusts became uneven and sloppy. Clark delivered one last deep stroke in to you and he erupted inside you, he flooding your insides with his cum.

Both of you panted heavily and Clark rolled over and layed next to you in the grass. ”You were amazing” Clark praised while softly stroking your cheek. The two of you then used your torn clothes as blankets as you cuddled close together and you both fell asleep under the starry sky.

[squippy360]

BratBottom!Bruce Wayne x DomTop!Male reader would be very very hot. I'M IN NEED FOR BRUCEEEE‼️‼️‼️‼️

BratBottom!Bruce Wayne x DomTop!Male Reader

(CW: Overstimulation, degrading, praise, almost getting caught, phone call while having sex, brat taming (?)) Sorry this took so long! I'm trying to write more but I just feel so tired recently.

Being the husband of the billionaire Bruce Wayne, and the secretive hero Batman has been a wild ride for you. You do have some problems with him running off without a word or going on long missions without a call so you have to fix that behavior ;). 

You were currently lovingly (and by lovingly, Bruce means forced) cuddling in bed, your arms wrapped around Bruce's waist and your face shoved in his hair as he huffed quietly now and then, twisting in your grasp only for you to pull him right back. 

"I have to go to work now, love." He whispered, trying again to get out of your strong grasp. 

"Nuh-uh. Don't just think I would let you go after you tried to sneak out without telling me. Again." You smiled back. He huffed softly before trying his luck again. 

You chuckled and looked down, watching him move around more. You smirked softly and leaned down to whisper in his ear. 

"You are being such a fucking brat. Do I need to correct your behavior?" You growled, your cock twitching in your pants as you felt a shiver run up his spine. You pulled his hips flush against yours, your cock rubbing against his ass to extenuate your motive. 

He squirmed more, this time rubbing his hips back slightly before twisting his body to look at you, his hand teasingly running down your body and down to your cock. He kept his smug smirk as his hand caressed your cock teasingly. 

"What are you going to do about it…sir?" He looked up with a smirk. You growled softly and grabbed his arms, getting between his legs and pinning him on his back. He gasped softly, leaving a perfect opening for you to shove your tongue into his mouth. He moaned softly, still squirming. You bit his lip, making him freeze in place. You tied his hands above his head with a nearby belt. His chest was exposed to you and you eagerly sucked, licked, and bit them. You smirked as his cock twitched in arousal. 

You made sure to mark them up until his nipples were sensitive. "Such a pretty little thing~" You smirked. "Not so big and tough now~" you teased. His hazy eyes looked at yours, practically begging you to fuck him till the morning. 

You yanked his underwear down and kissed the tip before slowly lowering your head down. Bruce groaned and moaned loudly, arching his back into you. You held his waist in your hands, squeezing them. You pulled off and took a breath. "God gave you the sluttiest hips and biggest tits in this world~" You whispered dirty things in his ear. 

He gasped at your words, his face turning a deep red. "D-Don't say stuff like that…it's embarrassing." He groaned. You kissed his thigh and reached over for the lube. He watched as you coated your thick cock in lube. You put the bottle down and held his hips up and teased his hole with your cock. "On second thought, I don't think you deserve this. You haven't apologized yet." You teased. He threw his head back in desperation. 

"Beg me, puppy~" you whispered, just barely slipping your tip in to teasing him more. 

"Please…" He whined out. You smirked and slipped your cock inside, pushing his knees to his chest and bottoming out. His eyes rolled back and he let out a long and breathy groan. We both were knocked out of our fantasyland by Bruce's phone ringing. His face turned red and he reached over for his phone, answering it. You rolled my eyes but soon smirked when you thought of something. 

"Yes, Clark?" He said. You hummed and pulled out and slammed into him fully. He bit down on his lip, throwing his head back. 

"Hey, Bruce! You still remember that meeting that's tonight?" Clark chuckled. 

"Go on. Speak~" you whispered in his ear, biting his ear as he shivered. 

"Uhn…y-yEs! I do…" He stuttered, trying to hold in his moans. "Good. Because we're going over the…" You spaced out and mindlessly thrusted into Bruce, your hands pinching and twisting his sensitive nipples. He let out a whine into the sheets and looked up at you with his desperate look, one he only showed to you in private. You smirked and threw his legs over your shoulders, pounding into him relentlessly. His back arched suddenly and he came untouched, his cum splattering across his tummy. You saw him squirm and whimper, trying to keep quiet and pay attention. 

"...Bruce? Bruce? Are you still there?" Clark asked. "Mm hm…" Bruce grunted, fisting the blankets harder and bit into a nearby pillow. 

"Ok! Well, I'll see you soon." He said and hung up. Bruce let out a relieved moan and looked up at you, his hair disheveled and his face red. You could read his thoughts and smirked. 

"Oh you're still going~ As a matter of fact, I'm coming with you~" You said and buried my face in his neck, chasing after my own orgasm. His body twitched under me from overstimulation as he clung onto me. "M/n! M/n! Please!" He sang, his hands begging into your back. You let out a deep groan and bit into his neck, slamming into his hole and cumming inside. You panted and stayed like that for a moment, thrusting occasionally to fuck your cum deeper into him. 

"Let's get ready, my naughty boy~" You said and pulled out. You helped him dress himself and escorted him to his meeting. 

EXTRA: 

All throughout the night, Clark and the other Justice League members were wondering why Bruce was slightly limping and red-faced all night, until it clicked for them when they saw you were standing near him, whispering occasionally into his ear and teasing him with your hands. 

"That's why he sounded so weird on the phone…" Clark stuttered, flustered.

"I wouldn't blame him. His husband looks so hot!" Flash giggled at them. 

The rest of the night went on, spending time with your lovely and bratty boyfriend. 

[gatorbites-imagines]

John Constantine x tattoo artist?? Smut or no (you choose!) I think it would be cute if john gets his tats from the reader (also kind of a possessive/marking quality there lol)

John Constantine x Tattoo artist male reader

Headcanons

Sorry there’s been no posts this week, classes have started up again, so as you can imagine I’m exhausted and have a lot less free time. I’ve been using most of my free time to read JJK, ngl.

Imagine being a magical tattoo artist, something like a seal maker. You do large complex and beautiful pieces, but you hide different seals and protection markers inside the patterns. It keeps the real purpose of the tattoo a secret, but is also pretty to look at.

John already has tattoos in the hellblazer comics, but imagine you giving him different ink. Something a lot less obvious and more attractive.

It makes him pass as a hot blonde British guy covered in a lot of fancy ink, instead of some brit with lotsa weird cult looking tattoos.

John becomes one of your most common customers, mainly because a lot of the tattoos you put on him disappear after the seals been used, since its all defense and storage. He might also use it as an excuse to see you more, so he can flirt.

John being John, would get a tattoo right above his crotch, think like a reverse tramp stamp, or a succubus tattoo, just so he can have you sitting between his thighs as he gives his flirting his all.

You definitely end up railing him within an inch of his life in the tattoo chair, tsking and “punishing” him for straining the tattooed area too much, and “messing up your work” when he writhes too much.

In the beginning its just a friends with benefits situation, something like a “happy ending” you might say. John wouldn’t be someone to do relationships for the most part, since most of the ones he’s been in haven’t ended great.

He subconsciously also wouldn’t want to paint a target on your back, since hes always involved with all kinds of stuff. But he cant help but always find himself back with you, getting some new seal inked onto his skin.

And if every visit ends up with him bent over the tattoo chair, or down on his knees to “thank you”, then who will judge him.

John would end up finally acknowledging his feelings when you save him from his big bad of the week, using your complex and intricate tattoos to pull out weapons and spells, and later seal the being that’s after him.

Its hard to deny how he feels after that, and though he wouldn’t put it into words, he would act differently. Like just showing up at your parlor to spend time with you without getting anything done, or sending you little protection charms or trinkets.

At some point you guys just start kissing and acting like a couple, without actually putting a name to it. It’s a dangerous life you both live, and words mean everything, so you never tell anybody you guys are lovers, since that would make the target on you both even bigger.

It doesn’t keep you guys from pretty much living together and acting all domestic, or being completely exclusive to just each other. John turning down all advances made on him confuses people in the beginning, until they just come to accept it.

John ends up with even more tattoos, these a lot more complex than average useable seals. These are the kinds that you have spent your entire life developing, and had only used on yourself because they’re that powerful.

The league are knocked back by how powerful his spells have become, and how much damage he can withstand. Only other magic users with the knowledge know just how amazing his tattoos are. He never tells them where he got them, just because he’s an ass.

You end up helping out more with his business, and he ends up being free advertisement for your parlor. Of course, no one gets tattoos like you or John, you would never give a possible enemy that kind of power, but it helps pad your pockets quite a lot.

John’s enemies end up targeting you as well, but they’re easily dealt with for the most part.

He ends up getting teased be friends and allies that he’s getting soft and domestic, cuz he doesn’t go out to bars like before, and wants to be home in time to watch a movie with you, or just go to sleep together.

He ends up a lot less stressed too, since you rock his world whenever he needs it, and become someone he can let down his defenses and just be vulnerable with.

In the end he probably gets pavloved to get in the mood when you tattoo him, or he hears the noise of the tattoo gun. John always blames you for making him this way, because you always go down on him after giving him new ink, not that he’s complaining.

[rafa-jaja]

Hi, this is my first head canon, I hope you like it.

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(Dick grayson x male reader head canon.)

- First things first, you were the first one to confess your feelings towards Dick, it was in a mission where you were very badly hurt and you thought "fuck it all, if not now it will never be" and BOOM! Dick reciprocated.

- The first few weeks were a bit weird for Dick, as he had never dated a guy before, let alone a super. He ended up spending hours and hours on the internet researching to make sure he was doing things right.

- They both agreed to keep their relationship low key, because they didn't want everyone to find out.

- The first person they told was Alfred, why they wondered, because he was more likely to find out first.

- When they told the family it was memorable, they were all in the mansion, at a family dinner, Dick had invited you for obvious reasons. When it was announced at the table most of those present were surprised.

- Bruce choked on his glass of wine, Tim was surprised yet excited knowing he wasn't the only one dating a man, Damian was confused, but was fine with them not interfering with each other.

- With Jayson it was different, he just laughed and said "Finally you said it, you took your time."

- You and Dick looked at each other quizzically, "You knew about us."

- "Did you really think no one would spot you while you were making out in the patrol ? You're too obvious."

- After dinner the family showed their approval of their relationship.

- At the missions they tried to concentrate, but it was difficult when one of them got hurt.

- On one occasion Dick almost died, and the fear and anxiety of the momente made you blame Batman, you yelled at him in front of everyone present, you almost started a fight, but your father restrained you and took you to a secluded place.

- Dick was in a coma for two months, the longest and most painful two months of your life, you couldn't bear to see the man you loved in that state.

- When he woke up you ran to him and hugged him like never before, from that minute you made him swear that he would never again put his life at risk as long as you were alive.

- You got married that same year, you knew you couldn't live without each other. The wedding was small, just family and close friends.

- On one of your patrols you came across a mugger threatening a woman, you both intervened, the mugger shot the woman and escaped, Dick chased him and you stayed behind to tend to the woman. You knew she would not survive, but in her last moments she gave you a baby she was carrying and asked you to take care of her.

- That said the woman died, you had her baby in your arms when Dick returned, you explained to him what happened and waited for the police to arrive.

- In the end you and Dick adopted the baby, as she had no other family.

- And so you ended up living in a house in the country, away from danger and creating a perfect environment to raise your little girl.

[marilynmonroefanfics]

I’m Dating Your Brother…

Certainly this could not be true. Diana couldn’t believe it, she just couldn’t.

Y/N, her brother, the person she held to the highest esteem. The dearest person to her, had just being caught….

“Honestly, Y/N, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?”

The youngest of the Prince children blushed, looking down at his feet, he replied…

“I’m not sure what you mean…”

“YOU ARE NOT SURE?!?”

God, Y/N wished to be buried alive. But, in all seriousness, it was all his boyfriend’s fault. It was all Clark’s fault.

Just…why did he have to be so hot? Arriving at the Hall after an workout with the team, so sweaty and out of breath. His strong arms glistening, his abs looked extra big. He smelled so fucking manly.

“A-Ah~ C’mon, honey, just give it to m-me…”

Diana had been looking for her brother. For what? She couldn’t remember. Not when she opened the door anyway.

Her brother, her sweet, soft-spoken and kind brother was totally getting nasty with his boyfriend. Why don’t people lock the doors anymore?

Y/N was on Clark’s lap. The two lovers practically eating each-other’s faces. Clark’s hands all over Y/N’s ass, for sure leaving marks. While Y/N was feeling all over Clark’s sweaty chest, and especially his nipples.

“Just…can you lock the door next time?”

“Uh- Fine…But just remember, if you can’t find me, it’s because I don’t want to get found.”

“Y/N!”

Later that day, an oblivious Clark greeted his boyfriend as the latter entered their bedroom.

With a sweet kiss, Y/N took the book Clark was reading out of his hands. Quickly getting on top of him.

“S-Sweetheart, what are you doing?”

“You better go get the handcuffs. Cause you’re in for a ride…”

[prismuffin]

How do you think John Constantine would react to a Male Reader lighting his cigarette with John's lit cigarette?

They were just standing outside talking about the job they were on, and Reader goes to light his cig when he finds that he forgot his lighter. So holds the back of John's head to keep him still, as he gently touches the tip of his cigarette to John's. Moving away once it's lit, talking like it's normal for them both. Even though, it wasn't, and it was a clear sign of flirting.

OOP- no cause thats sooooo wait- 😭ok her cause I think that-

He’s staring you down like your crazy. Whatever was being talked about is forgotten. Slowly his brain starts catching up with him and he’s getting more and more flustered as the scene replays in his head. God forbid you’re maintaining eye contact while this is going down or he’s done for. Just gets loud as a defense mechanism and starts questioning what the fuck that was. You say you forgot your light and he just pulls out two immediately from his jacket. “You didn’t even think to fucking ask me you dumbass??” You shrugged and smirked because at this point his face was red and it was clearer that he was actually flustered and not mad. 100% can’t stop thinking about this even after you both are done hanging out.

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[beestriker015]

Wonder Woman x male civilian s/o

Diana has been dating s/o for a little over 2 years now.

She met him during a fight between the Justice League and Darkseid, s/o trying to save a child who was buried under some debris.

Diana was impressed with his selfless act and wanted to get to know him better after Darkseid was dealt with, her helping s/o successfully saving the child.

She learned that s/o worked at a coffee shop in Metropolis as a barista, and so she went there every day to get to know him.

S/o and Diana became infatuated with each other and soon started dating, her revealing to him that she’s Wonder Woman early on in the relationship as to not keep any secrets from him.

S/o is very supportive of his girlfriend’s heroics, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying about her.

He always kisses her goodbye before she goes on mission.

“I love you Diana, promise me you’ll be safe ok?”

“I love you too s/o, and I promise that I’ll be fine.”

When she’s not busy with Justice League stuff, Diana loves to spend as much time with s/o as she can.

Dinner dates and romantic nights together are quite common between the two.

S/o not being a hero means that Diana can be quite protective over him, almost motherly to an extent.

If he were to be injured in any way by a villain, Diana would go on a rampage.

“Hurting my s/o was a grave mistake. I won’t kill you, but I swear to Hera that you’ll pay for every scratch or bruise on his person.”

When the threat is ended, Diana would coddle s/o until his wounds heal.

“Don’t worry my love, I will take care of you as your injuries heal.”

Her mother Hippolyta is accepting of s/o and his relationship with her daughter, seeing how happy Diana is with him.

Diana doesn’t get jealous easily, but when someone flirts with or hits on her boyfriend, she can get a little peeved.

“Excuse me, I’m sorry to tell you this, but s/o is already in a relationship.”

She says calmly yet firmly to the girl/guy making a move on s/o.

When he/she leaves, she hugs s/o tightly while muttering one word under her breath:

“…mine.”

She’ll never admit it, but Diana secretly tries to make s/o jealous by spending more and more time with Batman.

It doesn’t go as planned as s/o starts to believe that Diana doesn’t want to be with him anymore, causing her to feel really bad and apologize to her boyfriend profusely.

“Please forgive me my love, I went too far. I only wanted to make you jealous, not cause you to doubt our relationship. Believe me when I say that I only have eyes for you s/o, my heart goes to you and you alone.”

The two make up quickly and put the whole thing behind them (Diana still feels bad though).

After being together for so long, Diana decides that s/o is the person she wishes to spend the rest of her life with, so she begins to plan how she’s gonna propose to him.

She takes him to the place of their first date and gets down on one knee while pulling out a small box with a ring in it from her purse.

“S/o, being with you has been the greatest thing to ever happen to me since I first came to Man’s world. I truly believe that you and I have been chosen by the gods to be together, so would you make me the happiest woman in Man’s world and be my husband?”

S/o smiles and nods, pulling Diana into a warm embrace.

“Of course I’ll marry you Diana, I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

Diana sheds a few happy tears, knowing she and her s/o have a lifetime of love and happiness ahead of them.

[randomperson3736]

I don't know why I bite

Paring(s): Bruce wayne x son! Reader, batboys x brother! Reader, justice league x male! Reader

Warning(s): mentions of blood, murder,child abuse, child testing, needles, trauma, knife's,katanas, crying

Genre: angst,sad, fluff at the end

Summary: people always believed that you were a violent person who bites at any second but deep down you were just an broken boy.

Word bank: M/N- male name

Ever since you were younger, you were taught to believe that you were nothing more than an experiment, an play thing.... a weapon. Your real father believed in nothing but cruelty and power and without those two things you were an weakly who should be cast aside to be forgotten.

When you turned 5, you started your training. Day by day, night by night you did nothing but train. No time for sleep, food, water, playing with other children your age. Not one thing an normal 5 year old should be doing. And if you did get caught doing anything but your training.... it wasn't an very beautiful and painless sight to see or hear.

Once you got to the age of 7, you were already a trained killer. Skills of any weapon, combat and the soul of a heartless monster. Your body and heart were built or more trained so you would never feel pain or react to it. If you were shot? No reaction. You were stabbed? No reaction. It was as if you were a robot. A shell of someone who had no heart or a soul.

By 10 you had already killed over a thousand people. Women, children, men, older people. Your hands were already stained with so much blood at an age no one would think would be capable of doing so. And no matter how many times you washed your hands even enough for them to be red raw or bleed.... you would always feel the dripping pain of their blood. Your father made you do it and God help if you refused.

He had an game were he would drag you to an chair, strap you down with chains and inject an liquid which made you feel the worst pain to ever exist. It was like your skin was burning off from your bones on the inside of your body. Every organ in your body exposing. It was like death itself. He would do it every day until you obeyed his cruel, Sinful wishes.

Eventually, you were some how saved by the justice league at 17. They had found out about what your father was doing to you and to others and put an stop to it. Though, you didn't go so willingly as they had hoped. You may have given them a few broken bones, added some more new scars to their bodies before Bruce sedated you. You were placed in an clear cell in the justice league HC, watched 24/7 day and night. You tried for weeks on end to break the cell but nothing you did made even a scratch nor a dent.

Bruce tried to get through to you and help clear your mind of your father's cruel training he had drilled into your mind for years. But nothing he said or did changed your mind or behaviour. It almost go to the point where you tried to break your own arm to escape from the cell. Bruce and the other league members all felt pain and anger at the fact someone would do this to someone so young. How could someone be so twisted in the head to actually do this to an child? The thought was in their heads ever since they saved you.

But after 8 long months Bruce finally made an breakthrough with you. It was small, yes, but it was something. It meant you were moving past your fathers training and becoming your own person. After that, you started to show some improvement where you could be trusted to be let out of your cell and talk to other outside of the justice league. The first being the batboys- Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian.

Surprisingly,you actully got along with Damian the most since you both had similar childhoods and shared similar interests. Jason and Tim helped you understand the modern world and how it worked. While Dick alway tried to make you laugh or smile though it never worked since you never felt joy or love before. Your face was always blank and emotionless. But the boys and the league never gave up hope that some day you would be able to smile brightly.

Over time, Bruce officially adopted you and you moved into the Manor with everyone else. It was strange at first for you to have your own room and have the choice to pick whatever you wanted. You never had that before so you didn't know how to act towards it. Bruce and the boys noticed after a few days of you living in the Manor that you still had some walls up and were worried you would lose all of your progress.

They would usually find you in the batcave trianing non-stop, even when your knuckles were bleeding from hitting the punching bag so hard to the point that it would break. You never felt the pain nor noticed the blood until Dick or Alfred mentioned something and helped bandage your wounds. This was all strange to you. It wasn't right for you. It was weird. You were trained to think that pain was nothing. That blood was nothing.

Now, you were sitting at the dinning table with everyone staring at you with worried gazes. You had bandages all around your body from your overstepping training, you held dark bags under your eyes from the lack of sleep you had gotten and you were starting to push away from them all. Bruce soon cleared his throat as he looked at you from his sit at the table. "M/N.... we need to talk about your.... behaviour and how you've been acting the past few weeks.... it's worrying us all..."

Dick was tge next to speak. "You've been training more harder lastly to the point your covered in cuts and bruises.... you barely sleep anymore or talk to us.... you're pushing us away." Dick's voice broke slightly as he was holding back his emotions. You clenched his jaw as he avoided everyone's eyes. "I'm.... fine...." he grumbled out almost in an annoyed tone.

Jason clenched his fists, his anger and worry was raising high as he heard you speak. "You're not fine, damn it!" He yelled out. "You're hurting yourself more and more! It's worrying us to death!" Jason breathed heavily as Tim patted his shoulder gently as a way to tell him to calm down. "Your not that person anymore M/N..... your away from that man.... your safe here with us." Tim's words were soft yet since filled with worry.

It was almost like everyone's words made something snap inside you and caused you to slam your fists down on the table in anger. "Shut up! Just shut up all of you!" You growled out as you glared at them with cold eyes. "I know what I'm doing! I've been doing it my whole life! It's nothing new to me!" Your emotions were getting the best of you now. "I was trained to be an weapon. It's programmed into me. I can't just get rid of it so easily! I was made this way!"

Tears pooled in your eyes for the first time and it shocked everyone. "I have killed countless people because of my father and I have to deal with that on my own..... I was made to do unspeakable things because of that bastard and I have to live with it all." Everyone looked at you with sad eyes as they listened to your words. "People thought of me as some heartless monster who was some lap dog for my father.... they believe I liked to fight and kill but it's just not true.... sometimes I'll lose my temper and blow off a little steam by training but I've never enjoyed it...." Tears flowed down your cheeks as your voice broke, "I'm not a violent person.... I don't know why I bite....."

In an heartbeat, Bruce pulled you into his chest holding you close as you sobbed out all the emotions you have been hiding for years on end. "Shhhh..... you're okay..... it's not your fault M/N...." Bruce rubbed your back in hoped to comfort you. "That man was a sick person who believed in nothing but cruelty and pain..... but your not that person..... you're a kind, sweet boy who is learning to overcome his past and become an better person for himself." He pulled you face from his chest so he could look you in the eyes. "You are loved here M/N.... you are my son and I won't ever let anything like that happen to you again I swear it..." he smiled warmly at you, hoping you'll calm down and understand his words.

You looked at Bruce as more tears formed in your eyes, but they weren't anger or sad tears like before.... they were happy ones as you smiled small at Bruce in returned which made tears form in his own eyes as well. You hugged him tighter as your head laid on his chest. "Thank you...... dad...." you muttered out causing his heart to melt slightly. You were finally letting your walls down and showing some type of emotion. Everyone was proud of you in that moment as they soon moved forward into a group hug.

[geminigengar]

justice league members hiding out in one bruces safe houses

y/n: bats babe

bruce: what is it?

y/n finishing off a glass of tap water: theres definitely scarecrow chemicals in the water supply

hal: and you kept drinking it??

y/n: i was thirsty???

[lyralaneoriginal12]

Platonic Older! Damian Wayne and baby boy reader

"Nothing will ever happen to you. You have me. Nothing and nobody could ever come close to hurting you. I'll protect you, my sweet boy. Because you're my everything, you're my whole world, my baby, my son"

An Imagine where Older! Damian Wayne adopt a baby boy he probably found or rescued. (He followed his father's path, but better ofc)

(WARNING! OOC)

● Damian would be a very protective yet loving father. It influence by the fact how harsh his childhood is and how much he craves love and acceptance as a child.

● Damian probably would also try so hard to keep his baby from being harmed in the world.

● Damian would tell his baby at how much he will love them unconditionally.

[lazycats-stuff]

Do you write for justice League? If you do, can I request a male!teen!reader who’s part of. The batfamily and a vigilante and Bruce has to take them to a justice league meeting or somthing and the justice league just absolutely loves them?

Oh hell yeah. This is just screams fluff for me. Also, I wrote just for Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Cyborg, Green Arrow, Green Lantern and Flash, kind of based from the many animated films.

Summary: (Y/N) was grounded and Bruce couldn't let him out of his sight. The League adored him.

Warnings: maybe comedy? maybe crack? fluff, reader is grounded, Bruce is trying to parent, League adores (Y/N).

Batman didn't want to bring (Y/N) to this meeting, but he had no choice. (Y/N) was grounded and he couldn't be left supervised, but the problem was, everyone already had plans, leaving Bruce high and dry.

" Listen (Y/N), you are only here because nobody can supervise you. " Batman said as they stepped through the Zeta tubes.

" I know, you have said it a million times before we got here. What am I going to do here? Mess your reports up? " (Y/N) asked, clearly annoyed in the first place.

" Well, I can't trust that you won't sneak out of the house, so you are coming to a place where you can't escape. "

(Y/N) rolled his eyes and huffed at that. He hated this. Just because he snuck out of the house once, just once, to see his friend who was in the hospital and just because he borrowed Bruce's cheapest car, he was grounded.

Complete and utter bullshit, according to (Y/N). Okay, did he break a couple of rules? Yes. Did he deserve to be stripped away from his phone, laptop and patrol for 2 weeks? Absolutely not.

" For the record old man, that was the first time. " (Y/N) said for the millionth time again.

" That I know off. " Bruce dryly, making (Y/N) take a deep breath.

" I'm done with this, I'm going back home. " (Y/N) said turning back on his heel and started walking back to the tubes.

" (V/N), get back here or I will prolong it from 2 weeks to 2 months. " Batman threatened, making (Y/N) stop. Bruce heard a sigh and the teen turned around, walking back to Bruce.

He crossed his arms as Superman walked up to them.

" Hey Batman, who is this? "

" This is my son, goes by (V/N). He is here because he is grounded and there is no one to supervise him. " Batman explained shortly to Superman who shook his hand with (Y/N)'s.

" Welcome to the League! You can stay in the common area for the younger heroes if you want to. You have some snacks and food in there. " Superman said, pointing at the doors to the left.

" Sure. " (Y/N) shrugged off, clearly pissed.

" What did he do? " Superman asked as (Y/N) got out of ear shot.

" He snuck out and stole my car. " Batman said, already walking to the meeting room.

" Oh my God. "

" Yes, now can we focus at the meeting at hand? " Batman asked as he walked in, making Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, Flash and Cyborg turn their heads.

" Why are you annoying him Clark? " Wonder Woman asked, watching as Batman took his position at the table.

" Batman brought his son here. "

Every single head whipped towards Superman.

" What? " Green Lantern asked.

" Yup. He is here because he is grounded. Want to know what he did?"

" Superm- "

Everyone in the room said yes. Bruce sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

" He snuck out and stole his car. " Superman said, making the others laugh.

" Okay, is that really the reason to ground him? If he is teen, then you only live once. " Green Lantern questioned, standing up. " Also, I want to meet him. "

" Abso- "

" Follow me everybody! " Superman announced happily. Bruce was going to commit a crime.

Everyone left the conference room in a hurry. Bruce just walked slowly.

(Y/N) looked at the room. It was big, with a big sofa and with a probably even bigger TV. There was also a kitchen where (Y/N) assumed snacks and drinks were. He walked over the room, just bored.

He didn't want to watch the news, he wasn't hungry or thirsty and there was nothing he could do here that will entertain him for hours, because knowing his father he would want to go over everything and be far too... Over the top.

He was confused when the doors opened. Are they done already?

" Oh my God, he is adorable! " Wonder Woman said, making (Y/N) wonder what the hell happened.

" Guys, this is (V/N). " Superman introduced, making the others lose their minds.

" When did you plan on telling us about him? " Green Lantern asked Batman who walked in. Green Lantern walked up to the young vigilante.

" Never. You don't need to know every single thing about my life. " Batman replied in his gruff voice.

" Oh Batman, you dared to hide this adorable creature from us. " Wonder Woman said, hugging (Y/N).

(Y/N) was more than confused as hell. What about the meeting?

" What is going on? " (Y/N) asked, trying to find Batman amongst the heroes.

" Also, I don't think you should have been grounded. You are teenage boy, you only live once. " Green Lantern added.

Batman just turned his head too look at Green Lantern. He gave him a blank stare.

" Well, it seems that this meeting isn't going anywhere. Lets go (V/N)."

Wonder Woman let (Y/N) go and he followed Bruce back to the Zeta tubes.

" You need to bring him more often! " Superman said before they left. Bruce rolled his eyes and just rubbed his face. They were back in the manor and (Y/N) took his mask off.

[thealtoduck]

Well, fuck me… on a magic altar

Garfield Logan x Male Reader

Warnings: Smut, bottom!Reader, top!Gar, anal sex, virgininty loss, missionary position, magic sex ritual, unprotected sex, friends with benefits (… kinda)…

Part 1 & Part 2…

Summary: Rachel needs your and Gar’s help to seal away a demon but the process of doing it is rather heated…

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You were working your regular shift in Madame Xanadu’s parlor, it was only 2 hours left until closing. There wasn’t a lot of business that day so you sat behind the reception reading a magazine. The bell over the door rang making you look up as Rachel and Gar came over towards you.

”Hey guys, what’s up?” you said casually, closing your magazine. Rachel looked awkwardly towards Gar for help but Gar looked just as lost on what to do. ”Y/n, uhm- there is no way to make this easy so i’m just gonna say it” Rachel warned.

”Y/n, i need you to have sex with Gar” Rachel blurted out.

”Get out of my parlor! What kind of establishment do you think we’re running here?” you stated shocked.

”Y/n, you don’t understand, i need you and Gar to have sex on a magic altar to seal away a demon” Rachel tried.

”I’m sorry, what did you just say…?” you asked still just as confused.

”Okay, Y/n, listen! There is this magic evil demon who was sealed away in a magic prison 5000 years ago in a magic temple. Every 100 years you need to do a ritual to keep him locked in, the ritual includes having virgin get their virginty taken on the altar inside the magic temple, that’s why we need you” Rachel explained fully.

You turned to Gar and said seriously ”Bro… you told her i’m a virgin… not cool”. ”Sorry, it was urgent” Gar apologised. ”Y/n focus! Are you in or not?” Rachel questioned in a panic, banging her fist down on the counter. ”Will you at least buy me dinner first?” you asked. Rachel looked like she was about to kill you before Gar cut in saying ”Of course we will”.

”Okay sick, let’s go” you said and picked up your jacket. You then walked in to Madame Xanadu’s fortune telling room, where she was shuffling a deck of cards with magic and said ”Hey, Madame Xanadu?”. ”Yes, dear?” she said looking up from her cards.

”I’m gonna have to leave early, Rachel and Gar are taking me to somekind of temple so Gar can can take my virginity to keep a demon imprisoned” you explained. Madame Xanadu didn’t flinch at the statement, only uttering a small ”Has it already been a hundered years, huh? Wow, time flies”. Before saying a quick ”Alright have fun”.

The three of you left stopping at a fast food place to get you and Gar some food. You three then made your way in to an alley where Rachel opened a portal that you all went through. On the other side you stepped out to a magnificent stone temple.

Intricate carvings were all along the walls and pillars. Torches were spread along the walls, tons of candles had been lit around the big stone altar table which was waiting for you and Gar. ”There’s the altar, when you’re ready just get up on it and do your thing” Rachel explained drawing a chalk circle around it.

”I guess i’ll just leave you to it then, good luck” Rachel said and re-opened the portal and went through, once it closed you and Gar were left alone. It didn’t hit you how awkward the whole thing was until now, when Rachel was there it had felt like you were doing your part in saving the world.

Now that it was just you and Gar the whole thing felt a lot more personal. Sure, you and Gar had been flirty and had cuddled a little in the past but you weren’t boyfriends or even dating. The two of you sat down on the temple floor in silence and ate your food.

”How are you feeling?” Gar asked caringly nudging your leg. You took a sip from your soda and answered ”Just trying to absorb the whole thing, i’m gonna be completely honest this is not how i imagined losing my virginity”.

Gar let out a small chuckle. ”Are you fine with you know… it being with me?” he asked. ”Yeah, i’d rather it be with someone i know and trust” you answered making Gar smile and say ”I promise i’ll try to make it special for you”. The two of you finished your fast food dinner and stood up.

”So… where do we begin…?” you asked awkwardly. ”How about…” Gar started and pressed a soft kiss against your lips, the action made your cheeks heat up. Gar then led you in to the chalk circle Rachel had drawn out and you sat down on the edge of the stone altar.

You took of your jacket and threw it aside, Gar stood himself between your spead legs and you and Gar started shyly making out, Gar letting you get a feel for it. His lips were delicate to yours making a quiet moan escape your mouth. Gar ran his hands on your thighs massaging them lightly.

You put your arms around his neck as your make out grew more heated. Once you pulled your lips apart, Gar looked at you with loving eyes. He wanted to make you feel good so you could remember it with joy despite the circumstances.

”Can you help me undress?” you asked him he nodded and got down on one knee. He started by taking off your shoes and socks, he then took of his own, he then stood up again. You unbuttoned your pants and Gar helped you pull them down your legs.

Gar then removed his hoodie and t-shirt revealing his slim athletic physique. You put your fingers against his chest trailing them lightly over his skin. You moved further up on the altar as Gar took of his own pants leaving him in his boxers.

The two of you sat on the altar making out, Gar lifted your shirt and helped you remove it. You had expected the big temple room to feel cold and drafty to your skin, but the many lit candles around the altar and spread through the room made it warm and cozy almost like being next to a fire place.

Gar helped you lay down on the altar which felt chilly at first touch to your back making you let out a small gasp, Gar noticed and picked up his shirt laying it down under you as a small blanket. ”Is that better?” he asked. ”Yeah” you said.

Gar positioned himself on top of you as you made out in your underwear, your bulges rubbing softly against each other for the first time. Both your cocks had grown hard in anticipation what was about to happen between the two of you.

You broke your lips from Gar and whispered ”I’m ready”. Gar nodded and uttered a small ”Okay”. His fingers slipped under the waistband of your boxers and Gar gently pulled them down, revealing your untouched manhood to him. Once your boxers were fully of he threw them aside.

He then tugged of his own underwear revealing his hung dick. Gar climbed off the altar and rumaged through his bag eventually picking up a bottle of lube. He then came back, he sat on his knees and spread your legs revealing your virgin ass for him, your face heated up as he did.

Gar noticed you had grown a bit nervous and he looked you in the eyes. ”You’re so beautiful” he said genuinely he then leaned down placing a kiss on your upper chest. He trailed kisses down your body until he eventually placed one on your dick making it twitch in excitement.

”I gonna stretch you out now, okay?” he let you know. You gave him an approving nodd and he poured some lube in his hand spreading it on his finger. He lifted your legs revealing your tight virgin hole to him, then his first finger made contact making you let out a light gasp as his lube slicked finger penetrated you.

The new feeling made you let out quiet moan. Gar studied your face for signs of discomfort but you were taking it so well. ”You’re doing so good, Y/n” he praised lightly as his finger was all the way inside you. He slowly moved his finger in and out of you until he felt he could add another finger.

He kept stretching you out until he had added a third finger and worked you open. He then removed his fingers from your ass making sure to pull out slowly. ”Are you ready?” Gar asked softly. ”Yeah” you confirmed taking his hand yours and placing a kiss on it.

Gar then spread lube over his cock and aligned himself with your hole and slowly started pushing in to your virgin heat. You gripped Gar’s arm, squeezing it as Gar slowly filled your ass with his cock. ”Your taking me so well Y/n” Gar whispered encouragingly.

Once he was fully sheathed inside you, he gave you time to adjust to him as he placed kisses on your cheek and whispered praises in your ear. After a while you told him ”You can start moving”. ”Okay” Gar nodded and slowly started pulling out before softly pushing back in.

Gar was completely stuffed inside but the previous pain had turned to pleasure as Gar rhythmically moved in and out of your tightness. You and Gar started hungrily making out once more, both your moans in pleasure echoing through the temple room

Your shared body heat created beads of sweat on your foreheads and gave your naked bodies a light sheen in the candle light. The carvings along the walls had started glowing white, probably a sign that the magic ritual had begun.

You wondered if the demon could see you get deflowered for the purpose of sealing him away. ”Gar, fuck your big” you moaned as his gentle thrusts filled you up. ”That’s right baby” Gar said with a cocky smile.

You hands pressed against Gar’s pecs, this action made Gar release a loud moan. He was in ecstasy as your tight virgin hole was squeezed around his large cock. ”Such a perfect ass” Gar praised, he wanted to bring you to the same kind of pleasure he felt.

He did his best to thrust deeper in to you without going to hard wanting to stay gentle for your first time. It worked as his length grazed against your prostate making you let out a sudden moan.

His sudden action made your orgasm quickly approach making you brain go foggy from . ”Gar, I’m gonna- I’m gonn-!” you moaned but couldn’t finish as you shot ropes of cum over yourself and Gar’s abs. The sight of your cum covered self made Gar wanna go wild.

He did is best to contain the beast from erupting from within him and taking you like a common bitch. You and Gar kissed and he said gently ”I’m close”. As he plowed himself in to you the feeling of your walls clenching around him drove him over the edge.

With one last pump in your now loose virgin hole, Gar groaned loudly as his cock erupted filling you with his warm load, his seed staining your innocence forever. Both of you panted heavily as your hot and sweaty bodies tangeled together letting you both catch your breath.

The glowing white walls created a large flash of white signifying the rituals completion. Your body felt shaky as you tried to move, Gar let you sit on the edge of the altar as he helped you get dressed again. ”Did it feel good?” he wondered.

”Yeah” you answered dreamily not having fully snapped back to reality yet, this made Gar smile. ”Was- Was i good?” you found yourself asking. Gar cupped your cheeks and said ”You were perfect” and he placed a loving kiss on your lips.

Once you both were fully dressed Rachel soon emerged through a portal to pick you up. She understandingly didn’t ask a lot more questions than ”Did it go well?” and a ”Feeling okay?” directed towards you. She opened a portal that led to right outside your apartment building and you all walked through.

Gar then turned to Rachel saying ”Can we have a moment?”. Rachel nodded understandingly and gave the two of you some privacy. ”Look i know this whole thing wasn’t ideal so i wanted to ask you out on real date to you know make up for it” Gar said.

You smirked and said jokingly ”Really? This was all i could have possibly wanted” making Gar chuckle. You continued ”I will however take you up on that date offer, how about sometime next week?”. Gar nodded and said ”Sure, i’ll text you later with a date”. ”Okay” you nodded and you pulled each other in to a hug. Gar gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before letting go.

You waved him and Rachel goodbye as they entered another portal taking them home. You then on shaky legs made your way in to your apartment building, dreaming about you future date with Gar.

[supercap2319]

What would happen if Justice Lord Superman came and tries to take Y/N because he lost his Y/N to Luthor and promises to "protect" and love Y/N better than Justice League Superman?

Despite what others may think, Superman of Earth-50 wasn't a bad guy, just hurt too many times and he let it slide without going unpunished. But after President Luthor killed his Y/N, the Justice League conquered their earth after Superman killed Luthor in retaliation. Curbing free speech, democracy and rebellion for the sake of "safety" and "order".

It was interesting to note that Batman found an earth similar to theirs. One where their Flash was alive, and more importantly, Y/N. Clark and the other Lords examined this earth and all that they stood for. It was inevitable that this earth would be doomed to destruction if someone didn't save it from themselves.

The Justice Lords appeared on Earth-1 of this universe and planned on saving it like they saved their own world. So, while the others went in search of the so-called "heroes" of this earth, Justice Lord Superman searched for Y/N. He found him in the apartment of the other Superman. He flew down to the balcony and when he saw him, his knees started to buckle. He was here and alive. Clark couldn't believe how much he looked like his Y/N had. Right down to the same ugly fuzzy slippers Clark bought him.

When Y/N saw him, he smiled and threw his arms around the man he thought was his Superman. "You're back! That was fast. Did everything go ok? Why the sudden change to your costume?"

Justice Lord Superman smiled. "The others and I thought we needed a change, but it's not safe for you here, Y/N. Something is coming and I have to get you somewhere safe."

"But I don't understand what could possibly be so dangerous that you have to–"

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

Y/N and Justice Lord Superman turned to see this earth's Superman floating by the balcony, arms across his broad chest and eyes glowing red. Y/N looks shocked. There were two Supermans? How was that possible? Justice Lord Superman put a hand out in front of Y/N. "He's coming with me. My team and I can protect him better than you or your heroes can. I can love him better than you can."

Superman growled and surged forward as he tackled Justice Lord Superman out of the apartment, and away from Y/N.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hi! I love your fics!

Can you do a Snobby!Rich!M!Reader x Jason Todd where Jason sees the reader at one of Bruce’s gala, boasting about how rich he (his dad) is. Jason thinks nothing of it at first until the reader starts coming up to Jason and bragging about how much richer he is etc. Eventually, Jason gets so fed up he takes the reader to his room where he fucks the shit out of the reader until the reader is begging and whining. Kinda like brat taming.

Jason Todd x Snobby Rich Male Reader

ficlet

Might have made the reader kind of an airhead, on accident. Hes also got some muscle, but in the “I only have muscles to look good” typa way.

Trying to stretch the writers muscle, since writers block has had me in a violent chokehold for weeks now. Not proof read for this reason, and because i have a major headache.

Jason rarely attended the various galas Bruce, or rather the Wayne name or Wayne enterprises, threw. He had only been dragged along because of a bet he had lost during their last patrol, meaning he had no choice but to go, since none of the others wanted to go to this specific gala. New investors were invited, which meant new money, which meant snobbier than usual rich folk.

It wasn’t hard to see you were new money when you arrived, from the way you carried yourself to the way you dressed. You didn’t stand out much amongst the rest of the new money folk, in expensive brands that cared more about the name than the actual design. But compared to the usual old money that normally attended Wayne galas, you stood out like a sore thumb. The way you were bragging didn’t help either, though, everyone seemed to be bragging, like some kind of measuring contest.

It only became a problem when you started bragging to him. You didn’t even seem to care that he was a Wayne, and definitely much richer than you. He found himself indulging your rambling and peacocking in the beginning, it wasn’t Jasons fault his type were cocky little brats who thought they were untouchable.

The way you fluttered around, chest puffed out, hand on your cocked hip as your lip pouted in a way that made Jason want to bite it. As you grew more tipsy your bragging went from cute to obnoxious, making a heady annoyance start brimming under his skin.

Jason felt what little patience he had left snap when you were so obnoxious as to pull up your Gucci shirt, your lips in such a cocky grin as you showed him the red diamond piercings in your nipples. Seeing the red against your flushed skin made his jaws clench, and before your next brag and boast could sputter out of you, Jasons large hand closed around your bicep and pulled you his way.

You stumbled as Jason lugged you up the many stairs inside the manor, up to the upper floors that were never open during galas, down the hallways and in through a door. There wasn’t much time for you to look around, or comment about the poor looking design, before Jason was upon you like a starved wolf upon a rabbit.

His lips were dry, and this close you could feel the scars carved against them. The noise that left you was borderline pathetic as his tongue slid between your lips, the thick muscle dragging against the roof of your mouth, before Jason truly started devouring you. Grasping uselessly at his suit jacket, you felt so unsure on your feet and dizzy, like you were about to collapse against him.

A sharp gasp tumbled out of you as Jason picked you up, his strong arms flexing like you weighed nothing. It clicked somewhere in the back of your mind that those muscles of his weren’t just for show. Not like you who only worked out and ate well to have the appearance the masses only dreamed of. As you were lost in your thoughts Jason threw you down on the bed, his strong hands grasping at your shirt and jacket, ripping the fabric down the middle, resulting in you whining and crowing in the way only a spoiled rich person could.

The breath that he huffed out was sharp and short, his green eyes flicking up to meet yours, so much intensity in them that you felt your spine straighten. “Ill buy you something better” he grunted as he ripped your pants and boxers, shredding the fugly fabric and throwing the strips off to the side like useless trash.

It was habit at this point that had you whining and complaining, even going as far as to roll onto your front and kicking your legs in a pitiful way, complaining the entire time about him not respecting you or your things, and how he was just some dumb musclehead that didn’t know anything.

Jason didn’t even have the energy to act like he was listening, watching as the muscles of your back flex and pull. There was no true definition for your build, no muscles built from hard work or a rough life, like you were some kinda kendoll with the perfect muscle to fat ratio and specialized trainers. But it did give you an amazing ass, round and perky, the sight of it making Jason drool with the need to taste.

Your next protest was completely cut off as Jasons rough scarred hands grabbed your cheeks, spreading them just far enough for him to bury his mouth between them. A high-pitched squeak that melted into a watery whine rang from you, as Jasons broad wet tongue buried itself in your hole. Burying your face into one of his pillows, you tried to silence the embarrassing noises, eyes prickling with unshed tears as Jason’s hand snuck under your hips to fondle your weeping hardness.

Jason pulled back with a wet slurp, his lips and chin covered in drool as he glanced up over the expanse of your back, seeing the way your head was ducked down and hiding. “I thought you were whining, come on, tell me how much you hate it” he purred, voice deep and hot, making your insides clench as it felt like honey running down your spine.

You lift your face enough to stutter out a few half thought out protests and fussy words, none of them actually making much sense. Behind you Jason smirked, knowing what little brain you had was struggling hard to piece together your usual bravado, which also allowed him to coat his fingers in lube and warm it up enough to not be too uncomfortable.

Once again, your words were cut off as Jasons slicked fingers slid inside you, Jason crawling up enough to rest against your back. He was much bulkier than you were, his scarred torso pressed against your own blemish free back, his weight pressing you deeper into the mattress.

There were a few attempts to insult him, but the way Jason seemed to have expertly found your prostate, and how he kept rubbing against it, you found it very hard to form your lips to muster up any meaningful words. It all felt like too much, everything was too hot, too slick, too stimulating but also not enough, and Jason only seemed to enjoy your reactions more and more.

Through it all Jason made sure to press kisses against your shoulders and neck, the dirtiest but most delicious words mumbled into your ear, as his fingers twisted and turned in ways that had you tearing up. You didn’t even notice how he added more fingers, until Jason finally withdrew them completely and he sat back on his haunches.

It took more brainpower than you had at the moment to peek over your shoulder, your eyes shooting wide at his overly scarred torso, but also the weapon he was rolling a condom down onto. As if sensing your thoughts Jason crawled back on top of you, rubbing himself against you as he reassured you that it would fit, you just had to be good.

The comment about your behavior made you sour, scrunching up your brows and sticking out your lip in a pout. Instead of scolding you, Jason just hooked an arm around your upper torso, turning you enough to kiss you, just to distract you enough to keep you loose and pliant for him to slide inside. The stretch had you whining, but it didn’t hurt anywhere near as much as you thought it would, and soon Jason was seated fully inside.

It had never been Jason’s plan to go easy on you, but he gave you enough time to adjust before he started moving, drawing back before pushing back in with a strong thrust of his hips. Like his fingers Jason seemed way too skilled at finding your prostate, which made your arms give out and sending you crashing back into the mattress as his hips shoved against your own.

His tone was almost taunting as Jason lifted you up by the grip he had around your torso, his voice thick and mocking in a hot and fluid way, reminding you to breathe. It was only then that you realized you had been holding your breath, the air fucked right out of your lungs every time he shoved into you, and his fast and deep pace gave you no time to gasp air back into your lungs.

Tears blurred your vision as you panted and almost drooled, hands clawing and grasping at the sheets. You were sure you must of cum at least once, if not twice, but Jason gave you no time to bask in it or fully register it before the next jab against your prostate had you reeling.

The noises that left you might have been begs and pleas, for him to go harder, faster, for more, but you couldn’t have been sure. At some point Jason even started praising you, making sure to speak right into your ear, telling you just how good you were taking it, and wasn’t it just so much nicer to not be such a brat? A warbly whine left you in response, a full body shudder crashing through you, as you tumbled over the edge for what must have been the third time.

Jason seemed to finally have met his own end, a deep guttural groan ringing from his chest as you bottomed out, his eyes clenched and brows furrowed as he spilled into the rubber around his length. Part of him regretted not just taking you raw, but there was always next time.

You must have fallen asleep or passed out, as you were clean and in a pair of boxers when you next came too. You were even laying against Jason’s chest, one of his strong arms wrapped around your back to keep you pressed against him, ear against his pec, his heartbeat strong and even. A soft kiss was pressed against the top of your head, Jason muttering for you to go back to sleep.

And who were you to protest. Normally you would have started a fuss just because he thought he could order you around, but the way a deep satisfying exhaustion hung over you was enough to keep you quiet and compliant, for now. As you slumped back against him Jason just chuckled slightly, flipping to the next page in the book he was reading, his other hand rubbing up and down your back. Maybe you weren’t so bad as he had thought, Jason didn’t even mind your snooty attitude, since he gave him an excuse to tame the brat right out of you.

[jj-the-hobbit171]

Well, today I had this weird idea.yandere Justice league x villain reader. It’s still fresh but I’d try to put me thoughts in words.

So, reader is like a heavy hitter in the villain circle, the one the league spends a whole timespan of a movie defeating. But after a while they starts to see cracks in readers cold and intimidating personality.

They hesitate to attack when in a wild life presivation center. They are found to be heavily analyzing pride and prejudice when their home base is infiltrated for crucial information.

So, they start digging. Batman tracks down their background, while jo’hn tries to read readers mind during battles,and well, they came to find many things:

1. Reader used to want to be a writer. But after becoming a villain, there was no time to put down their thoughts into written words.

2. Reader actually doesn’t like putting animals in danger. They had a ferret when they were little, but their father got rid of it because of a bad grade.

3. Reader can’t be around fire; they have very fire sensitive skin which they have yet to find a way to counteract it.

4. Reader has almost the same powers as deathstroke like Accelerated healing, enhanced senses, mastery of acrobatics and some level of enhanced intelligence

Learning these things and more, the league became obsessed. They start building a containment chamber for you, studying your fighting style, noting your injuries that could be exploited. They learn more and more about reader, Batman was able to, god knows how, install cameras in readers base to watch them, Watching reader at their most valuable.

Tensed shoulders relaxed, menacing amour swapped for a large shirt and dress pants, and their face, while still tense and riddled with scars, is relaxed, and sporting a pair of reading glasses. The league watches them up and about, reading the favorite books( which they note for future actions), fixing their damaged amour or making adjustments to it. Occasionally Staring at their dusty typewriter before shaking their head and walking away. This display make the league more desperate to capture them. You,Their lover should not have to push their dreams away for this fruitless pursuit of power! If they can’t see that and end this madness, then they’ll take reader’s fate into their own hands one way air they the other….

Let the plan commence….

J.J here! I’m thinking of making a part two of this but I’ll be holding off on that for the mean time since I’ll be writing my finals soon. Maybe after I’ll post a part two of this and the cod au. But do send your ideas two me! I’d love two read them in the hobbit hole and expand on the ideas you send.

Thanks

[prismuffin]

Idk why I thought this was soo funny. But ya know how Speedster's are always so hyped up w/ energy??

What if Wally West was dating someone, that was a Night Owl? So his boyfriend during the morning and noon is just a cuddly sloth w/ low energy. The rest of the young justice team is just like, "How do u 2 function as a couple????".

Wally just talking 90mph w/ his friends, while sitting in his bf's lap fidgeting w/ his hands. The bf having his face buried in to Wally's upper back.

Only, during a mission where there has to be an all nighter, dose the team watch Wally's Bf drinking an monster energy and being able to keep up w/ Wally's energy.

- 0w0

Hey 0w0 !! I'm not gonna lie I kinda love this relationship dynamic LMFAO but anyways I think that-

Wally loves it when you're able to keep up with and match his energy at night but he also loves how cuddly you are for the rest of the day. His love language is definitely quality time and physical touch so you just following him around like a tired lost puppy and hugging him from behind while he does stuff is perfect for you both.

The team are definitely confused because it seems like you're polar opposites? Like they truly wonder how you two even got together, and then a mission comes up where they have to pull an all nighter to stake out some place across the street and oh- my- god. They get it now, it makes so much sense omg??? You just randomly got so...energetic! It was like two Wally's just bouncing off the walls all night it was close to being unbearable.

After that experience they're glad you're not like that all the time because otherwise it'd be almost too chaotic.

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