#shazam x y/n

[theyluvlyss]

𝐬𝐨, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞...

I literally just came up with this little drabble, and I'm sorry, but it's funny to me, so-

but anyway, two more shazam fics are on the way pretty soon (one freddy, one billy), and then I got a stranger things/mike wheeler request after that, so be on the lookout :) !

𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝

《 ♡ 》 oneshot/crack-fic

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

reader loves it when billy showcases his power. billy loves showing off to his girlfriend. it's a win-win situation, to be honest.

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!girlfriend!reader x billy batson - she/her/hers pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

post shazam!: fury of the gods

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

yelling/screaming (in a good way, dw) - lots of begging from reader lmao - billy being easily swayed bc he wuvs you🥰 - dang, this is kinda crazy sounding outta context, huh? - anyways - this whole thing is just very berry cute, methinks - good vibes only, supa good vibes only✨️ - shrek reference

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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"Do the thing!"

It was a sudden squeal, almost as if you'd been holding it back for a while. Not to mention, the walk back to his place had been comfortably silent the whole time before, your hand in his with both stuffed off in his coat pocket in order to shield them from the cold, winter weather.

Although, the squeezes you would give occasionally should've been somewhat of a warning sign. Billy just figured it was a silent, "I love you" of some sort, returning the action every time with butterflies in his chest that kept him warm.

He never would've guessed them as a sign for an incoming fangirl moment. And so, to be sure...

"What thing?"

Not that he wasn't genuinely confused, of course.

"Ya'know... the thing that I like?"

He looked down at you, met with your beaming smile back up at him that brought on one of his own. Still unsure, though, merely repeating the words you had jingled to him all of the sudden back to you in a tone of skepticism.

"The thing you like?"

"Yeah!" You chriped, waiting for him to catch on excitedly, only to be mildly disappointed when that moment never came and he shook his head in dismiss.

"...I don't know, I'm still lost."

"Billy, noo..." You whined, nudging him a bit with your side as the walk continued. "Pleaseeee?"

"What thing?!"

And before you could fully explain yourself, you saw a look in the emerald of his eyes that told you he was faking, the boy having caught on by this point and leaving you to huff and turn away.

"...Stop, you know what I'm talking about, you're just being mean."

Deep chuckles came from his chest, Billy nodding to himself in amusement after you had realized he was teasing you. And, because it was in his nature, he continued to do so until you would ask properly.

"You're right, I do know. I just wanna hear you say it."

"Mncht." You clicked your tongue but didn't give in to the vexing feeling of your boyfriend complicating the process, keeping strong at your pleads in hopes to simply just wear him down.

"Billyyy...please do the thing? Please?"

"C'monnnn..." He urged, nudging his shoulder with yours, and was satisfied with the roll of your eyes and his implied directions followed.

"Hmff... Can you pleaaase say the word? Please?"

"You want me to say the word~?" He repeated, this time with a tone of flirtatiousness that you willingly succumbed to, snuggling up to his arm almost too cheesy for your own liking as you gave an eager, "Yes!"

"Mmm, I dunnooo'..."

This boy and his need to taunt, you swore, would be the death of you...! And yet, it was charming enough for you to let it slide.

No, he was charming enough for you to let it slide. Shaggy brown hair and gorgeous green eyes and those cute dimples whenever he flashed you that winning smile...

Plus, you had been on the verge of geeking out the whole day out with him. Your boyfriend is a superhero for Christ's sake! Of course you'd want to randomly see the magic of it all from time to time! And it's not like you ever knew him to shy away from amazing you whenever he could. So...

"Please-please-please with a lot of maraschino cherries on top?"

Billy laughed at your specifics, already in the midst of guiding you towards a secluded area away from crowds and bystanders.

"Okay, okay, but only because you asked so nicely."

"Yes, yay-yay-yay...!!"

Your cheers and giggles of excitement went hushed by your own hands, waiting in anticipation as Billy took some safety steps back away from you and gave one last look around the area. When he was sure he was in the clear, he granted you your wish. Did just as you asked...

He said the word...

"SHAZAM!!"

...and with a thunderous crash of lightning and a blinding light for only a moment, he was transformed into his older, super-self, and you were laughing wildly through jagged gasps of amazement.

"AHAHAHAHA!!!"

A little bit of a crazy laugh, you'd admit later, but not the point-

"Yeah? How was that?!" Billy-... Shazam asked, his arms spread wide open as he walked closer to you.

"Super loud and scary!" You squealed, hopping around like a little girl who was seeing a fireworks show for the first time, the glowing emblem on his chest casting you and the entire alleyway in gold.

"Yeah?!" Shazam nodded in confirmation with a grin just as wide as your own.

"But it's so hot!!"

"Yeah, it is...!"

Billy's ego? Boosted.

Your fangirl levels? Off the charts.

Hotel? Trivago.

"Okay, now do it again, but back to you-you." You demanded requested, doing a small spin move with your index finger while Shazam dropped his arms to his side.

"Dude-"

"-Please?" You cut before he could provide any light scolds or reasons as to why he shouldn't. You were his girlfriend, and you were so cute looking up at him, expecting to see her boyfriend, now, and not some grown man version of him she... liked... but didn't truly care for.

"...Okay."

"Yay!" You clapped, moving yourself back this time to avoid a second lighting strike.

"SHAZAM!!"

And with that, he was back to himself, your Billy Batson, standing with his arms still open in hopes he'd impressed you the way you had assumed he would.

And god, did he go above and beyond.

"AHAHAHA, YOU'RE SO COOL, I LOVE YOU!!!" You nearly screamed, voice rasping over from the sheer amount of pressure you were putting on your throat.

"I love you, too! C'mere...!" He laughed, admiring your excited figure and the way you were already running towards for him to catch you in his arms in a warm hug.

It lasted for longer than you both expected, but was clearly needed as you enjoyed each other's presence and touch.

"You know what you reminded me of, lowkey?" Billy murmured, no need to be any louder when he was right by your ear.

"Hmm?" You hummed, face pressed into the crook of his neck, cold nose tickling his skin.

"...Do the roar."

You pulled away very slowly. Your face went about as cold as your feet were right now, staring deep into Billy's eyes with a look of pure disbelief.

He stared back. Grinning, head nodding as if to say, "Yeah? Right?" like a puppy.

"You know what?" You hummed gently, returning the smile softly while your vision trailed his features and then down to his chest.

"Yeah?"

You pointed directly to his heart.

"You...are amazingly talented..."

":D!?"

"...at ruining nice moments between us."

":0..."

You nodded, satisfied with yourself at the light tease.

"Mhm, yeah :)."

𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐬-...𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭...𝐢𝐬- 𝐈-...

is it obvious I have such a BAD crush on billy, and this is lowkey shamelessly self-indulgent, or nah🧍🏽‍♀️?

you said nah?

awesome, cool, thanks /ᐠ-⩊-マ.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 :

me🤭

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 :

1,132 words

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 :

none :(

[unicornkilla109]

Billy: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning.

Y/n: This is a lie.

Y/n: I'm literally dating him. This is a lie.

Y/n: HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.

Billy: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

Y/n: Nope, there's 26.

Billy: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

Y/n: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Billy: You'll get the D later ;).

Billy, throwing their head into Y/n's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Y/n, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Billy: I like your new pants!

Y/n: Thanks, they were 50 off!

Billy: I’d like them better if they were 100 off. *winks*

Y/n: The store can’t just give away clothes for free.

Billy: Thats’s… not what I meant.

Y/n: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Billy.

Y/n: I owe you one.

Billy: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

Billy: I love you.

Y/n, not paying attention: What was that?

Billy: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

Billy: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out?

Y/n: ...Have you never taken a shower before?

[skylarinfinity]

mary: [sit down after showing her plan] i'm open to heard any opinions or suggestions from you guys.

m/n: [hold his hand up] i still think turtles just frogs who can afford shell rent.

mary: what? that's not- [sigh] thank you for that m/n... anyone else with suggestions?

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket

[drewsprettygirl]

cupid’s arrows 🏹 ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥

finn wolfhard x actress! fem! reader

fluff 😎😎 [ finally thought of a fluff fic, took me an hour to write wtf ]

warnings: none! 🩰🎀

fits of laughter was heard across the set, they were filming the movie “it.” finn wolfhard and y/n l/n playing as richie tozier and melissa campbell. the popular girl and the loser boy trope. they were probably the ones that the whole cast team would think to date after a couple years.

richie was a part of the losers club. melissa was a friend of greta keene’s. she wasn’t that mean though, she was bearable for the losers club.

“y/n, catch!”

she got uh— she got hit by a ball. she was too busy talking to wyatt, about some new nintendo game that she was planning to buy. her head snapped turning towards finn, with a large smile plastered on his face.

“finn what the fuck, my hair!”

“oops, i did it again.” he danced, dancing the moves as he’s seen from the music video a couple of times.

“stop with the britney jokes!” she was so irritated by finn, but she was basically his best friend on set, and so was he.

finn knew in the best ways possible, on how to tease you. he teased you with the topics of your favorite singer, actor, color, even your own favorite show. or your book. it would always go;

“y/n what drink are you getting, ariana grande or ariana venti?”

“y/n i can’t believe you like waffles more than pancakes, wait— are you attracted to them? waffles are just pancakes with abs.”

and she’d just reply with a very sarcastic laugh. or a genuine one. it depends on how she takes the joke. finn loved seeing her smile, it made him feel great deep inside that he was able to make a pretty girl like you, smile.

every time after an interview, she’d either spend dinner by his. well his mom always insisted. and then it’d lead to a sleepover. and you guys making little vine videos. y/n and finn had a really great friendship.

just to let you know, reader. finn knew jaeden liked y/n. but finn liked her too, i mean as a friend! nothing more, totally nothing more.

well that kinda changed when she started doing more movies, like where she appeared on shazam, spider-man far away from home, let’s just say that y/n was in the acting market in 2019.

she started getting more developed, her looks and herself. and then she landed a role in the third season of stranger things. basically finn’s show. and whenever her character, courtney and mike would have an interaction, filming would be hard. they couldn’t stop laughing at each other. they were like millie and noah basically.

“mom! get off the phone!”

they had to retake that scene so many times because of the way finn and y/n laughed every time he screamed those words into the prop telephone. that’s how he took notice of the way she laughed, and that his feelings would never change for her.

“so y/n and finn, you guys were in it together right?” they were in the tonight show with jimmy fallon right now, y/n sat next to finn and sadie.

“yeah i was richie like the little kid with the glasses and she was—“

“i was melissa! like the girl with the really high ponytail and winked at richie so randomly—“

“how do you even wink like that!? like, like my face has to come with the wink whenever i try it” finn laughed along with gaten, caleb, and jimmy. remembering the part in the it movie where she’d done that.

jimmy thought y/n and finn had chemistry. the way she’d look at him and the way he did. he whispered that to finn when the show was over, he couldn’t sleep that night. he couldn’t stop thinking about what jimmy said. it really made him think that he had a chance with y/n.

more interviews come by, and he always takes notice of what she’s wearing, how her hair was done, how her makeup was done, how her eyes would always look at his and smile.

y/n feels the same, she likes finn. she notices that he always looks at her, scanning her clothes, scanning her hair, then meeting her eyes. maybe finn felt the same? she thought.

they start to hang out a lot more, they surprisingly get roles in the same shows. even in music videos. she always comes over by his house for a sleepover every weekend. basically they made it tradition. he couldn’t help but stare at her sleeping figure whenever y/n’s head drifted onto dreamland earlier than him. she looked so peaceful. she looked so beautiful to him.

they did a music video with weezer. well, weezer was their favorite band. surprisingly, they wanted it to be his band, calpurnia. but finn insisted to add her in as it was probably a dream come true. they were playing as teenagers in the 80’s. well, they always did whenever they had a pretty big movie to act on.

time went past by, for filming it chapter 2. richie and melissa as adults reunite in a drugstore by accident. as for y/n and finn’s part, richie and melissa were going out over for ice cream after henry bowers shames him for playing street fighter with his cousin and then, pennywise sprawls in the sky as they go out of the ice cream shop as a flash back. most of the cast had girlfriends. wyatt, jaeden, jack, and ben.

“when are you gonna ask y/n out?” wyatt plays his game right beside finn. he was planning to, but the timing, it was terrible.

“dunno. i really wanna ask her out but i don’t think it’s like— like it’s time yet.”

“finnjamin, you need to ask her out. i mean atleast jaeden isn’t all eyes for her anymore! you got no competition. take the chance dude” jack said as he was eating a burger. finn was rethinking everything, was he gonna do it?

and eventually to stranger things season 4. filming was long. it took 2 years to come out, and as long how filming sounded, it was the most fun she’s had in filming a show for so long. finn, finn enjoyed that 2 years for spending time with her. well in some parts, because basically mike is now an angsty teenager towards courtney. courtney’s a part of the cheerleading team now, and lucas was in the basketball ball team. whenever mike interacted with courtney, it was either he was with some annoyed expression or a poker face. as for courtney, she’s pretty sad. girl starts to do terrible choices in the show leading to her in the upside down.

and finn eventually confessed his feelings for y/n. and she did the same. they were a match made in heaven, cupid hit the right arrows for them. they were the dream couple,

and she was his dream lover.

bye this took an hour of listening to music for inspo and an hour to write💀💀

[fandomnerd9602]

Little Pet

Mary Marvel x Death!Reader

This is not how you expected your eternal life to turn out. You were Death itself, not metaphorically or rhetorically, and you were now a love sick puppy to one of Earth’s champions. Some would call her a Marvel, you call her Mary.

You ran into miss Mary Bromfield when you were battling to keep Trigon from reentering the realm of Earth. Billy and Mary led their family in the charge. You appeared due to a decree from above that they would need your help.

Through the combined effort of the Shazam family, Anthea, and yourself, you were able to shove Trigon back to his hellish realm.

It was only then that you really got a look at the young woman before you. You were in love at that moment. You never took your hood off but in that moment, it couldn’t come down fast enough.

“I-uh…hi” you stutter

A gentle smile formed on her Ruby lips, “hey. I’m Mary”

“Death but you call me Y/N” you answer back.

“Woah like death death or like…” Freddy tried to grasp who you were.

Little hangouts with the family became solo dates with Mary. For the first time in all eternity, you finally understood what it meant to have a family. You were practically a puppy dog in Mary’s lap, her little pet.

And so that brings you to now. Another successful day on the job. Good souls were sent up and bad ones were sent down. It’s nothing personal, it’s just the job. You made your way to the family home with a smile on your face and your scythes packed away.

“Evening family” you walk in with a smile. Darla runs up and hugs you tight.

“Welcome home Y/N!” She smiles. You can’t help but smile and hug her back.

Billy gives you a high five while Freddy and Anthea wave from the kitchen.

Mary runs up and jumps into your arms, kissing you gently. “Hey baby”

“Hey yourself” you smile back.

“Two feet please” the man who you now call Dad bemoans from the couch.

“I could tell you your death date you know!” You jokingly yell back.

“Baby behave” Mary smacks your cloak playfully.

The table was set and the dinner was lovely. You could only eat with one hand, your other hand was holding Mary’s. Any time you can spend with Mary Bromfield is amazing.

Yes eventually she will pass away but being the ruler of all death does have its perks. And you were a ruler looking for a queen.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Held by the myth

Anthea x Male Reader

Request- Can you write Annthea from Shazam x Male Reader (romantic)?

Anthea is starting to like living on Earth. There is so much stuff that she wants to experience and she gets excited about it. You met Anthea because of Billy and Freddy, at first, you didn't believe that she is a god. You thought Billy and Freddy were trying to do a prank on you.

“Hi, Y/n. Where is everyone?” Anthea smiled.

“Hey. Well, something came up but we can hang out together if you want” You said.

“I don't mind spending time with you. What should we do?” Anthea said.

“Well, what do you want to try?” You asked.

She starts to think for a few seconds then she gets an idea.

“I saw this online and I thought maybe we can try?” Anthea said.

On her phone, she showed you a video of the Merry-Go-Round.

“We can do that? I'm surprised you never tried that” You said.

“I lived a long time with my sisters up there,” Anthea said.

“Right. Okay, let's go!” You said.

You take her to the mall and get on the merry-go-round. You two sit on the horses right next to each other, and the ride starts to go around.

“What else does this machine do” Anthea smiled.

“This is it. It just goes around and nothing else happens” You said.

“Oh,” Anthea said.

“You don't like it?” You asked.

“No, I like it. I just thought it would do something else” Anthea said.

“Good. What else is on your list?” You said.

She starts to talk about the list and before you and Anthea leave the mall, she starts to smell thing wonderful. And she smelled the cinnamon rolls and starts to ask questions about it.

“They are called cinnamon rolls,” You said.

“Do they taste sweet or sour?” Anthea said.

“Sweet. Look, I will buy some for us and I know you will like them” You said.

You and Anthea get on the line, you tell her why people like it. You ordered the snack then you and Anthea sit down together. You take out the first cinnamon roll and give it to her.

“How do I eat it?” Anthea asked.

“Just take a bite, Anthea” You smiled.

She takes a bite and starts to chew. You wait for her reaction before you eat your cinnamon roll. Now, she is starting to smile and she takes another bite then you start to eat.

“I can see why, people like it so much Y/n!” Anthea smiled.

“There are more in the box,” You said.

You and Anthea keep eating. Later, you see a photo booth and you told her what it does. She wants to try it, you put in the quarters and get inside with her. At first, you and Anthea start to do funny faces. She wanted to do it again, but this time before the last picture she kissed you on the cheek. The machine caught the moment and in the picture, your eyes are opened wide.

You were about to kiss her on the lips, but someone ruined the moment. Someone pulled the curtain and then apologized. You and Anthea grabbed the pictures and then left the mall.

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You take her to the amusement park and she can't stop smiling. You had to explain why everyone is here and what is there to do. First, she wants to go on the rollercoaster then you two get on the line.

“Everyone seems to like the ride, Y/n,” Anthea said

“Yeah, in a little bit, you will see why,” You said.

After a while of waiting, you and Anthea get on the ride. At first, it starts to go slow toward the top, but you are feeling nervous. Once it went down and go extremely fast, you and Anthea start to scream. She grabbed your hand and she is holding your hand tight. Your hand does hurt a little bit but you don't move your hand away, but you two keep screaming during the ride.

After the ride, you and Anthea can't stop smiling at each other. You and Anthea sit down on the bench and rest for a little bit.

“Wow, Y/n that was so much fun!” Anthea said.

“Yeah, riding the roller coaster is fun,” You said.

“I’m sorry for holding your hand tight. Is your hand okay?” Anthea said.

“My hand is okay, you didn't break any bones,” You said.

“Good” Anthea smiled.

Later, you and Anthea went to play games. You teach her how to throw a basketball and she made her first shot. She felt excited then she hugged you tight, she can't smile. She won a small plush and she picked the bear with a dinosaur hoodie. She kissed your cheek and you start to smile.

“What was that for?” You asked.

“For helping me win, Y/n,” Anthea said.

“Yeah” You smiled

She moved closer to you then you felt her lips on yours. Her tongue goes in your mouth and you start to kiss her back.

✬ ✬ ✬ ✬

You and Anthea have been spending more time together. She is developing strong feelings for you and she feels nervous around you.

“Mary, can I ask a question about Y/n?” Anthea asked.

“Yeah, sure,” Mary said.

“Do you know if he has a lover?” Anthea asked.

“Wait, do you have a crush on him?“ Mary asked.

“Yes, I do like him. But I don't know if he will like me back. I like spending time with him and we did kiss one time” Anthea said.

“Oh wow! I had no idea you two kissed. I think he likes you a lot. If he didn't like you, I don't think he would have kissed you back” Mary said.

“What should I do? Do I tell him, that I like him?” Anthea said.

“Okay, slow down, Anthea. Just tell him how you feel, that's all you have to do” Mary said.

“Okay, I will try it your way,” Anthea said.

“I can't believe you like him and that you kissed him, wow I'm in shock,” Mary said.

“I really like him and I'm nervous to tell him,” Anthea said.

“Don’t be nervous and he will say yes” Mary smiled.

They start to talk about something else and they spend time together.

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You took Anthea to a roller rink because she never tried skating. You and Anthea are holding hands while skating around, she is a fast learner.

“Are you having fun?” You asked.

“Yes, I'm having fun. But it was funny when you fell” Anthea said.

“No, that was not funny,” You said.

She is smiling at you. You and Anthea start to skate a little fast and she is holding your hand a little tight. Then you and Anthea get out of the rink and rest for a little while on the bench. You and Anthea put back on the sneakers when went to play at the arcade. You and Anthea start to play a zombie two-player game, you are telling her how to play. You and Anthea have to use the guns in order to play the game together.

“Y/n, what do I do?” Anthea asked.

Zombies are surrounding her character.

“I’m trying to save you, but there are too many zombies,” You said.

You two lost in the game, but you two are smiling at each other.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend? I really like you and I really like being around you” Anthea said.

“I was going to ask you that too,” You said.

“You want me to be your boyfriend?” Anthea asked.

“Oh, no no I didn't mean like that. I meant I was going to ask if you wanted to be my girlfriend. And I really like you a lot, Anthea. Do you want to go on a date?” You said.

“Y/n, I would like to go on a date with you” Anthea smiled.

You moved closer to her and you kiss her on the lips. She wrapped her arms around you and starts to kiss you back, then she smiled at you. Then you and Anthea stare into each other eyes, then you kissed her again.

[admrlthundrbolt]

Ashes (Norman Osborn x Chubby Reader)

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Being Peter Parker's cousin has always had it's ups and downs. However the competition for your attention by the Osborn father and son duo had to be the most bizzare.

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Hi guys, I'm back at it. I hope you're all doing well. This idea popped in my head after watching the new Shazam movie and I had to do something with it. Hope you enjoy.

Also there may be a bit more time between stories. Now that I've become more confident in my writing, I'm going to start making original short stories between fanfictions. So thank you for giving me the support to feel like I can do more.

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You had always prided yourself on being a support system for your younger cousin. Peter had a hard life from an early age. If you being in his life could lessen that burden. Well, that was something you would provide endlessly.

When he became friends with Harry Osborn, you welcomed him with open arms. Not realizing how much that decision may come to haunt you.

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Harry was mesmerized by you from the beginning. Here was this person, with no obligation to, that went out of their way to make his life better. You would take Peter and him out, just because. Anytime he offered to pay or gift you something, you wouldn’t have it. Always saying it was your treat and you were happy to do it.

It was a generosity he hadn’t grown up with. He was expected to pick up the tab, being an Osborn. You though, be it money or time. It was something you kindly shared. So any time he was with you, felt like a blessing.

When Peter told him you had volunteered to chaperone their fieldtrip, he was ecstatic. Until his father insisted on being driven over with him.

“You can drop me off here.” It was two blocks away, but he didn't care. Whatever it took to not be seen with his father. Though this was the wrong thing to say, because his father launched into a speech. The usual affair, don’t be ashamed of who you are, he could quote the old man at this point.

As he got out of the car he was relieved to only see Peter. If you were around he was sure his father would leave the comfort of the car. His disappointment came when his father called out, holding his bag. He and Peter began to start a sciencey conversation, so he decided to look around. His chest tightened when he saw you rushing over to their group.

“Hey boys.“ You wove your arms through each of their own, sandwiching between them. “I’m glad you didn't get started without me. I would have been here sooner, but traffic was brutal.” Glancing up you finally noticed Norman Osborn, though he had his eye on you since you entered his line of sight. “ Oh, I’m sorry. “ You removed yourself from the boys and stuck your hand out. “I’m (Y/N) Parker and you are?”

The warm smile that graced your features was a shock to the older man. He was used to reserved looks of disgust and expressions that held contempt. You though, you were like a ray of light on the foggiest sea of despair. “Norman Osdorn.” He took your hand into his own.

You subtly cut your eyes over to Harry, noticing his discomfort immediately. Not realizing that Norman had caught the movement. You shook his hand. “I wasn't aware you were chauffeuring the kids today.”

“I'm not. Seeing Harry off is all.” His hand continued to grip your own, even after you stopped shaking it.

“Well (Y/N) is supposed to be here. We should get going.“ Harry pulled your hand away from his father’s. Dragging you towards the group of students gathering at the enterance.

Peter followed wide eyed. “Nice to meet you Mr. Osborn. “ He said over his shoulder.

As Norman watched you join the school group, he could help but admire you. There was something about you that stuck with him.

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It was only a short time later that you invaded Norman's life, in an unexpected way.

Harry sat in the lavish restaurant impatiently. Glancing at his watch several times, ordering the first item he saw on the menu, and even refusing dessert.

“Harry, it’s your eighteenth birthday. Live a little, get something sweet.” He pushed the menu back to the younger man's side of the table.

He wanted to scoff. The only reason his father cared about something so trivial, was because they were in a public place. It took every ounce of his self restraint to not point out all the other occasions he had missed. And for what, money? Instead he continued to bite his tongue, wanting to end this situation as quickly as possible. “I have plans to get something sweet later.”

Norman perked up, smirking. “Oh, plans. Would these plans involve a young lady friend perhaps?”

His jaw tightened. “They do, but not in the way your insinuating.”

The smirk dropped into a scowl. “Well, if you elaborated, I would understand a bit better.”

“Peter and (Y/N) want to take me out for ice cream after dinner. “ He kept his reply simple, hoping it would get him off his back. But his father was never a easy man to deal with.

The Goblin perked up at your name, urging him to ring every bit of information free about you. “That's nice. I thought at your age you would be more interested in a girlfriend.” As the words left his mouth, he came to a realization. “Unless, there is someone your interested in. A woman of intrigue.” He was wringing his hands together under the table. This would explained everything.

Harry's face pinched in confusion. “What are you talking about? “

He leaned forward and lowered his voice. “To think that you would do something like this. “

Eyes widening in disbelief, he caught on to the accusation. “I would never disrespect (Y/N) that way. She means more to me than you could ever understand. She's made me feel like the son I’ve always wanted to be. In the short time she’s been in my life, I have never felt as supported in my entire life. “ He stood and stormed out of the restaurant.

Pulling his phone from his pocket, he called you.

Norman sat there stunned. His son had turned away from him. The Goblin roared in his head, it's that woman's fault. We should get rid of her.

No! Harry would never forgive him. At least that's what he told himself. Then maybe we should hide her away, keep her for ourselves. He shook his head free of the thought. Harry had been angry with him before, he would get over it. For now he would bide his time, see the situation unfold.

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This was the beginning of you unknowingly upstaging Norman. It didn't matter the things he did for Harry. It seemed like all he did was sing your praises. Almost all his weekly visits also involved you. He saw you constantly, a part of him enjoyed that detail though.

In fact, he was especially happy to be heading to the boys apartment for Thanksgiving. Harry was finally introducing him to his girlfriend. Which would be a great distraction to also spend time with you, while May doted over Peter. Even The Golbin was pleased with how the pieces were falling into place.

As the elevator ascended, the fruitcake felt heavy in his hands. Coming into the apartment he greeted May and gave the box to her. Then his eyes searched the room for you. He saw you huddled with Harry and his girlfriend. You all seemed happy that he had arrived, but his gaze was on your smile alone. As he predicated, his son was distracted. So he had all the time in the world to admire you, without interruption.

The Goblin howled in his mind. Take you away, claim you, and hide you! Instead he walked your way. “(Y/N), lovely to see you again.”

The content look on you face gave him a serenity he didn't know was possible. “You to Norman.” Then you wrapped him in a hug. Your warm, soft body against his was like a dream. He savored your scent and committed the very feeling of you to memory.

When you shift backwards, The Goblin cried out. He would have reprimand the entity, but their minds were in sync at the moment. But then you took his hand and lead him over to the couch, sitting with him. The others joined and everyone enjoyed the company, while waiting for Peter.

If it meant he could spend time next to you, he hoped the boy took his sweet time.

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This couldn't be happening. Peter Parker is Spiderman. He had to leave, had to get away. He can’t let The Goblin take over, not in front of you. He stumbled to his coat and made up an excuse to leave. Harry followed him out, leading to an argument.

He didn't understand, this monster inside of Norman could break free at any moment. So he insulted the thing that would get him thrown out, the girlfriend. After a few heated words he made his way from the building and raced home.

Meanwhile you did your best to reassure everyone that you shouldn’t let the delicious food go to waste. All the time, planning to make a swift getaway, to find out just what the hell was going on.

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When your banging on the front door didn't get a response, you tried the knob. To your surprise it was open. Norman must have been in a hurry after his fit, not noticing he had left it unlocked. Walking in, after properly securing the door, you studied the lavish home. It was well decorated, but felt so cold. No wonder Harry was so starved for affection. From past experience, it seem that the same could be said for his father.

Your stomach leaped at a shout. Rushing in the direction it came from, you weren’t sure if the pain in your chest should be a concern. Even after the way he acted, there was a part of you that liked Norman. Though logic should dictate otherwise.

Of everything you expect, it wasn’t him wallowing in self pity. His robe was hanging off his gaunt frame, a drink held limply in his hand. You had never seen him in such a heartbreaking state.

Knocking on the door frame you said. “Hey.”

He jumped at the interuption. As he turned, he wasn’t sure if seeing you was a blessing or a curse. Running his fingers through his hair, he greeted you, but was at a loss of any other thing to say.

“What happened Norman? Why did you act that way? “

In a moment of vulnerability The Goblin slipped out. “Maybe if you didn't always get in the way, I wouldn't have to kill your precious little nephew. “ He was frothing at the mouth, getting as close to your face as possible.

A resounding smack ricocheted throughout the room. Your hand stung and heart raced. Heavy breathing was the only sound that followed. “If you lay a single finger on my family, including Harry and MJ, I will end you.”

The fire in your eyes had to be the most addictive thing that Norman or The Goblin had ever witnessed. They needed you. It was the most important thing to keep you with them. NOW! Taking the hand that hit him, he harshly yanked you against his body. sting

This moment couldn't get better. Your supple frame pressed tightly upon his own, paired with the impudent glower. “Let’s make a deal, shall we.” He grasped your chin, forcing your face to be only a breath away. “You become mine, no one elses. I may even allow you to actually be Harry's mother. If you can be a good girl, I’ll look past Peter being Spiderman. “

Your eyes went wide. With a smirk he leaned closer towards your ear. “Did you not realise your precious nephew was New York’s hero?” Leaning back to meet your gaze his eyes seemed to darken. “ Then I suppose that my being The Green Goblin will help you hasten your answer. “

Your mind was racing, jumbled with worry and anger. Your heart said it was all lies, but logic let all the pieces fall into place. The injuries Peter came to you with, claiming he didn't want to worry May. The hypothetical questions, that seemed a bit to specific. All the times he disappeared only for Spiderman to appear moments later.

But that wasn't important right now. Your families’ safety was being threatened. So you did the only thing you could. Grabbing his collar, you wretched his mouth into your own. Sealing your fate, although you wouldn't let him control you so easily.

Pushing him back, with more strength than he thought you possessed, and nodded. “I’ll agree to your deal, but don’t think that you hold any power over me. Goblin.”

With a wicked grin he pulled you in for another kiss. “Wouldn't want it any other way darling.”

[shzmluvrs]

I luved your freddy lovey dovey stuff so can i request sum more fluffy things for the first movie freddy?? Like maybe trying to have a sleepover and the family keep interrupting them or something like that?? x

Finally

Prompt: Freddy should've known better. Wanting time to himself was already hard enough at his house. Wanting time for himself and you? For a sleepover, a.k.a. a longer than 24-hour period of time? *loud laughing*.

Timeline: Post Shazam!, Pre S!:FOTG

TW/Content: Yelling⚡️Freddy being inpatient and wanting you to himself lol⚡️Fluff (plenty of it, I'm sure)⚡️Cursing (I think, but probably not)

Reader: Non-specified! Any Pronouns!

Requested By: Anon

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I know for a fact that Freddy never watches TV downstairs, ever, for the exact reason that there is no point in doing so.

Er, attempting to do so, rather.

So why he even bothered to try it while you were over spending the night with him, he'll never know. He will reap the consequences, though.

He could excuse it when it was Victor, the man coming in to suggest some of the top notch, upmost best and entertaining movies to watch. And when Rosa came in to "check on you guys" and "make sure you had snacks." She was just mothering and being nosy, nothing new.

But it was when he had barely gotten to slyly drape his arm around your shoulders before Mary walked in squealing over something ridiculous, his irritation had started to grow. And you gladly gave her your attention, turning away from him to entertain whatever little funny video she had to show you on her phone right now.

He would knaw at his lip and keep his brown eyes glued to the screen, ignoring it all until he felt you cuddle up into his side once again. Maybe he had gotten all worked up and pissy for nothing, I mean, your attention wasn't pulled away for that long...

Mary was already gone, the movie was still only beginning... Good. But before the two of you could fully relax, Eugene came barreling into the room. Right in front of the TV.

Shouting.

"FREDDY, THEY RELEASED IT, THE GAME JUST DROPPED LIKE, TWO MINTUES AGO, WE HAVE TO GET IT NOW, LIKE, RIGHT FREAKIN' NOW!!"

While you stared like a deer caught in headlights, Freddy could only (again) roll his eyes. He knew exactly what his younger brother was talking about, and though a small part of him fluttered with excitement at the news, it meant nothing to him right now with you right next to him, attempting to spend some time together.

"I'm kind of busy right now...!" He hummed (hiding his passive aggressiveness through grit teeth). "Like, extra busy." Even going as far as to pulling you even closer, if possible, hoping Eugene would catch the obvious hint. He did not.

"She'll understand it if we just explained it to her!"

"Yeah, Freddy, explain it to me~." You teased, and then hushed up real quick when he sent both of you glares indicating he was not at all in the mood.

"Maybe later."

With Euegene gone, he was finally able to kick back once more, placing casual kisses to your temple as if he didn't almost explode mere seconds ago. It caused giggles to leave your throat, humming to yourself at Freddy's versatile range of emotions when it came to you. Although, you couldn't help but admit you did admire his willingness to completely give up any and all other distractions for you.

Including this next one, Darla bounding into the living room with dolls in hand. This was now, not only a test of Freddy's patience, but yours as well...

"(Y/N)!! Do'ya' wanna play Pixie Nightclub Life with me?"

... what ?

"...What?" You asked in complete confusion, staring between her and the dolls.

"No." Freddy gave a solid answer for you, pursing his lips up into a huge pout you didn't want to address just yet. "We actually just wanna spend time together, if that could be possible, which, I know it could, because it's not- It's not a hard thing to achieve and completely reasonable to want... just sayin'."

"Stop it..." You hissed, slapping at him lightly before leaning upwards to face Darla one-on-one. "How about this? When I wake up tomorrow morning, me and Freddy will play dolls with you. Call it... a special reservation of our time." Her lips, which were already beginning to dip into a frown, immediately backtracked right back up into a wide grin at your compromise, nodding swiftly before bounding off.

. . . "I don't wan-" "I don't care, be a good big brother." "Mmm..."

He didn't argue, but he released his pout and leaned further into you, knowing you had basically just done him a favor. Plus, he was just happy you two could now, finally, have so-

Nevermind.

The two of you jumped at the loud screaming coming from the kitchen, sharing a worried glance before you shot up off of the couch and Freddy paused the movie.

"WHY IS IT ON FIRE?!" "I BURNT THE WAFFLES!!" You weren't even granted time to wonder, 'How does one burn waffles?', watching with wide eyes as a flame lit up the entirety of the kitchen with its orange light, Pedro backing away before he could get burned.

"WHY WERE YOU MAKING WAFFLES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Freddy screamed, Billy already moving towards the sink as he shouted back. "WE WERE HUNGRY AND ROSA IS SLEEPING!"

"Probably not anymore..." Pedro murmured, your hand itching to stop Billy's actions for some odd reason. You couldn't place it, but something about him pouring water into a large cup to put out a fire in/on the toaster didn't seem right. "Wait..."

"OH MY GOD, WE CAN LITERALLY HAVE NOTHING NICE IN THIS HOUSE!!" Freddy groaned in agitation, not noticing it as you left his side to slowly trail after Billy's hurried movements.

"Dude, wait..."

"WELL, NOBODY TOLD YOU TO INVOLVE YOURSELF, FREDDY!!"

"I'M A SIMPLE, HEROIC GUY! I HEAR A SCREAM, I GOTTA SEE WHAT'S UP!"

And finally, it clicked. "Wait, nO, YOU DON'T POUR WATER ON AN ELECTRICAL F-!!"

Too late. Water doused over the toaster, drenching the burnt bread and anything else around it as a silence loomed over the group. It wasn't long before low, electrical humming could be heard, and then a loud pop/shock sound from the outlet, scaring the life out of all of you, jumping back as a curt scream escaped from your throat. At the very least, you found it endearing that Billy, Freddy, and Pedro's instinct was to immediately keep you behind them. Yet still...

"Stupid idiots." "DID WE NOT...? JUST SAVE YOUR LIFE??" "YEAH, FROM A PROBLEM YOU CAUSED!"

When the chaos was said and done (and the whole of downstairs aired out to get rid of the burnt smell) you and Freddy were placed back on the couch, comfortable in each other's arms as Freddy eagerly rewinded the movie.

"I'm sorry we haven't really gotten to focus :/..." You sighed into the crook of his neck, your boyfriend already placing his hand on top of yours to rub your knuckles soothingly.

"Don't worry about it, (Y/N). Everyone's asleep now, I'm pretty sure, so we've got all night to ourselves, finally."

"Finally." You repeated, a smile gracing your lips with a hum, your eyes closing in content as you leaned against his chest.

It was Freddy who realized they never opened back up again (your eyes), looking down at you upon feeling the oddly slow rise and fall of your body against his arms wrapped around you. You had peacefully lulled yourself to sleep, the calming sound of his heart beating not aiding in keeping you awake while he scoffed.

"Are you serious right now..."

The next morning was pretty much the same deal, everyone sitting at the large dining table enjoying the breakfast and chit-chat. Each member of the family capturing your attention over and over again, leaving Freddy no time to even speak to you. But, for this moment, he didn't mind. He sat and smiled, mainly at you, admiring your features as you interacted with his family. He squeezed your hand under the table, keeping it in his lap. And, without any need for you to even break conversation, you squeezed it back.

I hope you liked it!! I feel like I made it a little longer (and more chaotic-ish) than originally intended, but it's ight, you'll live💅🏽.

Also, Moon, I'm coming for your man, he's so sweet🥺🫶🏽💙.

~ Star✨️

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[quinnsteria]

FULL TAG LIST

NOTE: I usually only use tags for my own art or creations, however I will occasionally tag others’ art too! I will fill in more of the list as time goes on and I post more!

General

my art • my edits • wips • playlists • commissions

Original Character Tags

Nightmaiden (Batman)

Fandom Tags

A - B - batman C - call of duty D - dc comics (all) • dead by daylight E - F - G - H - I - J - K - KISS (band) L - M - marvel (all) N - O - P - punch-out!! Q - R - red dead redemption S - shazam T - U - V - W - X - Y - Z -

[bat-stuff]

Jon: what would you do if Damian broke up with you

Y/n: replace him

Billy: what the hell?

Colin: you'd replace him? Just like that?

Y/n: yep.

Damian: first, I would never break up with y/n, frankly she is better company that you imbeciles. And second, who would she replace me with?

Y/n: Artemis Fowl. He has money. He's smart. He often almost loses his life for stupid reasons. He's single. I think it would work out perfectly.

Everyone: . . . How long have you been thinking about this?

[headcans-oneshots-and-stuff]

First Kiss Story (Drabble)

Fandom: Dc Universe Pairing: Jon Kent x reader Requested by a kissable Anon: How 'bout 6 and 24 Jon Kent x reader? :D That could be fun (6: naturally goes along with a white lie you told and cover up for you when people question it; 24: turning around to check on you constantly when they are walking in the front)

“You okay?” Jon’s voice woke you up from the little daydream you were having - the imagined smell of donuts and hot cocoa that you were imagining still in the back of your mind - and a small blush crawled onto your cheek as you quickly reassured him, prompting him to turn back around and continue walking alongside damian in front of you. For a few seconds you listened to what they were talking about - something about a new fighting game that Clark had promised Jon for some chore he had to get done - but you were caught off guard when Jon quickly shot you another look, as if to make sure that you were not dozing off while walking again. You smiled at him. He smiled back. Jon continued to check on you, but by then you had started talking to Billy who had fallen back a bit from where he was walking beside the other two boys when Damian gave him a very pinchy-punch into the guts. Obviously Damian had just kept on walking and you had gestured to Jon to continue walking too - even though he was very hesitant to do so - deciding to wait until Billy was able to stand upright again. After that the two of you started talking as you tried to catch up to the other two. “So that’s why I really like that Band, their music goes to your core,” Billy finished a three-minute long explanation of his favorite Band, you listening with full interest and nodding at the right moments. “Actually,” Billy tapped his chin in thought, “I think I had my first kiss to a song of theirs.” “TT, as if you’ve ever been kissed Batson,” Damian interjecked - you hadn’t even realized that he and Jon had stopped talking - with a scoff and you couldn’t help but giggle. While he now seemingly joined your conversation, you saw Jon talking to someone over the phone in the distance. “Ey, I expected that from Damian, but you Y/N? You’re not really the one to talk, are you now?” Billy playfully crossed his arms in front of his chest. Blood rushed into your face and you quickly averted your gaze. “What’s that supposed to mean?” you squeaked, looking at your feet. “Oh please, if someone here hasn’t yet been kissed then it’s you,” Billy laughed, but not really in a mean way - more geniously amused. “O-Of course I’ve been kissed before!” “Really? By who?” Billy asked and immediately disarmed your defense, causing you to look around a little panicked… Your eyes landed on Jon and you knew this was your last chance, even though inside you also knew you were doomed.  “Uhm...by Jon, yeah, Jon and I kissed. More than once actually,” you started to ramble on and realized that you were out of options now. You were obnoxiously obvious in how tense you were now and even a socially awkward turtle would see that you’re lying. Luckily Billy wasn’t a socially awkward turtle and, even though Damian’s raised eyebrows showed just how little he believed what you’d just said, he seemingly didn’t completely reject the idea yet. As if fate decided to trip you up, Jon was now back on his way to re-join the conversation. “Yo, Jon,” Billy seized the opportunity, “You really kissed Y/N?” You weren’t sure who was more surprised by what followed, you, Billy or Damian, but without even hesitating he immediately nodded and sent you a smile. “Yeah I did a few times, why?” he replied completely naturally, ignoring Damian’s now furrowed eyebrows and the seemingly suspecting look in his eyes.  “Oh, uh, just because…” Billy - now completely put out of his line of thought - just nodded and promptly went to keep on walking again. Jon sent you another smile - this time a little bit cheekier - and the three of you joined Billy in continuing the walk. But now Jon was walking beside you and somehow as you caught him looking at you again, there was an unspoken agreement that maybe you’d make your little story true. 

[theyluvlyss]

𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟...

but when I read it after finishing it, I realized it was too cute not to post, so now, here I am to bless your feed with this short lil' blurb that I love so much.

and I say bless, because I figure, if I love it this much, so will others, maybe🤷🏽‍♀️. Especially my melanated sistas, like, this is quite literally for y'all🩷💋🫵🏽. You're welcome.

𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 <𝟑

《 ♡ 》 imagine (a little bit crack-fic-ish but that's okay)

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

nothing much, really. just billy loving you so much, and he thinks you're cute and all😙.

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!black-codedasf!reader x loveydovey!billy batson

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

post shazam!: fury of the gods

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

(joking/exaggerative) mentions of suffocating - light cursing, I think? I didn't check lol - that's about it fr, like, this is super duper lovey dovey huggy wuggy kissy wissy wishy washy🥰😻💋💞 - billy being literally obsessed with you (as he should, love a women worshipping king😻) - that's it, I'm pretty sure lol.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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You laid content as you scrolled through the contents of your open TikTok app, savoring in the warmth Billy's body generated while lying comfortably beside you. Hell - he was practically smushed up against you, with no real need to be given it was a plenty sizeable bed you shared, other than the fact that he just couldn't stand to be sharing the same mattress and not be cuddling into you.

Of course, you didn't mind this one bit. As previously mentioned, the Batson boy generated heat at a rate you couldn't be anymore grateful for, yourself always freezing to the touch for seemingly no reason. Plus, you found it endearing how close he constantly wanted to be. As though he were a clingy kitten, seemingly always depraved of your love and affection. And, thankfully, you had plenty of it to go around.

Especially seeing as some of your love went towards memes and all sorts of other funny videos on the internet. Like this next one you giggled at. It held no true meaning, simply a combination of the most recently trending things, all too niche for any newcomer to understand. But you did, being an "chronically online" teenage girl coming with its apparent perks as you let more giggles escape through your grinning teeth.

But, as per the norm, they never remained just quiet giggles. They soon escalated into something further, a fit that could no longer be contained no matter how hard you tried. Plus, with the video looping itself over and over again, you never had the chance to give yourself a break to breathe. You couldn't look away, god, it was just too funny…!

Soon, you were inevitably trying your damndest not to let out obnoxious cackles. You'd feel awful for waking your boyfriend over something as trivial as laughing too loud. But unfortunately, it proved too late for that, the stuttering of your chest being all it took before he was stirring and suddenly-

"So- S… sssss…"

In a horrid attempt at an apology, you ended up mimicking the sound of a snake, eventually pushing out the word "sorry" before exploding into more laughter. At first, Billy was not amused, staring at you through sleepy, low-lidded eyes and with a pout that you'd normally just kiss away if you weren't so busy acting like a loon.

"Why are you even still up…" He barely questioned, his voice a deep rasp as a result of his previous heavy slumber. As if you weren't already a mess, you felt a feather in your chest and stomach at the sound of his sleepy voice. It tickled you, and the video was still playing, and good lord, there was no way you were laughing this hard at what was essentially nonsense.

But you were! And it was so… so… so...

"I-...I-..."

Poor thing, you thought you were going to suffocate, blowing up into another round of giggles. Your eyes were growing misty, and you were fighting so hard to replace your laughter with air, oxygen into your lungs. You couldn't do it, and it occurred to you that you probably looked insane right now with your eyes screwed shut (leaking salty water, at that) and your mouth hanging open with no sound coming out...

You laughed harder at the mental image, if possible.

"(Y/N), dude…" Billy spoke, his tone flat and his stare hard. You couldn't take it, shoving your face into the nearest pillow as you kicked your legs and shook around in silent laughter. You were actually physically fighting to stop and were losing! You were losing badly, stretching out your hand for any source of grounding.

"Will you chill out, oh my god." Billy, once again, hardly asked. But this time, it was through his own curt chuckle, slowly growing entertained by his girlfriend's silliness before loosely allowing his hand to fall into your own. You grabbed it, and finally, you could breathe again. A smile remained stuck on his face. A tired one, of course, but one could also argue that it was in love sickness. He watched your chest heave up and down, waiting until you removed the pillow from your face.

And when you did, he almost wanted to argue that you could, in fact, blush. Because your face was most definitely, visibly a deepened shade right now as you wiped the tears and massaged your sore cheeks. But he'd leave it alone, for now.

"I'm sorry." You spoke plainly after a moment of silence, gathering yourself. "That was deadass just the funniest shit I've ever seen, I don't know what's wrong with me."

Billy's smile grew, staring down at you while laying on his side, listening to your cheery-filled voice explain what on earth was so funny about this video that you nearly asphyxiated yourself cackling at. You laid against the bicep of his arm, curls tickling his skin because you'd more than likely forgotten to put a bonnet on for the evening.

He wouldn't remind you, though. Just for tonight, because he liked the tickle-feeling and the way they framed your face and expanded gorgeously around your head. Like a powerful mane or maybe a halo. He traced the detail in the browns of your eyes and had to stop himself from running a thumb over your brows. And just from the previous events alone, he was sure you had licked away all of your chapstick and gloss, staring at your lips before meeting your eyes once again upon listening to the cadence in your voice dip into a questioning tone.

"Did you see?" You asked, and he nodded.

"Yeah, babe."

Hardly a hum, yet full of adoration. Not that it mattered, because almost as fast as it was put there, your laughing expression had morphed into a playful one of disbelief. An added click of the tongue for full affect.

"Mncht. No, you didn't; you're not even looking…"

There was about a four second pause, Billy finally giving into the urge to run his thumb over your brow, tracing it down your cheek… prodding at the dimple that may/could reside there before running it as lightly as a feather over your lips. You paid no mind one way or the other to his actions, used to them by this point in time. Used to being cherished and observed with such worship and grace, even though it still made you slip into a mild hot flash.

"You're so cute."

Your eyes gazed up into his green ones, finally giving him your attention at such a sudden yet fond statement. At first, you almost let the words, "I know." slip. But then, you figured you might as well just say thank you and urge him back to bed. After all, you had never meant to wake him in the first place, and the guilt of that was finally starting to set in.

And yet…

"You think I'm cute?"

Billy, if he didn't know any better, allowed his heart to melt right there. Your eyes were big and expecting, curious about his thoughts even though he had just let them loose. And your tone full of hope, as if he'd never told you such a thing before. That might as well be blasphemy for him, seeing as he made it appoint to remind you of the way you had basically consumed his thoughts every single day.

And he'd continue to do so over and over and over again until you got it through your head that he was one-hundred percent serious. That he meant it with all of his heart.

"Think." He repeated the word you had murmured with a tone of hilarity. "I know you're cute, I'm lookin' right at you~."

He spoke with a shameless flirt in his drowsy tone, watching as you smiled to yourself. This time, you had no wit to banter up or a cheeky way of saying "I know" to him. All you had was your giddiness, only to then offer up the purse of your lips innocently until Billy got the hint.

"Gimmie kiss~…" He spoke, even though he was the one to deliver such upon your lips. But it didn't really matter because a few pecks later, you were drunk off of them and selfishly demanding more until he had literally kissed you to sleep.

"...Cute."

𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰🥲.

i've got to stop letting my own words hurt me like this lmaoo😭. I hope y'all enjoyed ! more on the way soon✨️🤞🏽.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 :

myself <3

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐦 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :

none :(

[cipheress-to-k-pop]

We’ll Be Free (Part 2)

Pairing: Billy Batson x Reader

Warnings: Minor/non-explicit violence

Word Count: 2.5K

Summary: Billy Batson tries to get into contact with his girlfriend who he left behind after moving with Victor and Rosa.

A/N: To the people asking me to write a part 2. This one is for you anons and @autumnfalls26 and @olyink and @nyeddleblog​

“I miss you; I love you.” You whispered, staring at the picture of the phone wallpaper that you had printed before switching off the phone permanently to prevent being tracked.

You took a picture of the two of you hugging in the mirror, with Billy’s back facing the mirror and your face hidden in his neck. His arms were wrapped tightly around your waist and yours were strewn carelessly on his shoulders.

You smiled at it, closing your eyes and sending a quiet prayer into the universe, “I hope you have a good day today.”

“(Y/N)! Come on! The first impression is the most important impression!”

“I’m coming!” You shouted, leaning of your window to see your foster mom pull out of the garage. You quickly leaped over the window sill to hear her scream, “Not that way!”

You rolled your eyes at her, “Would you loosen up? You look like ‘The Scream’.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t jump out of the window then. We’re protecting you from a gang, (Y/N), but if you end up killing yourself first—”

“Oh relax, at most I would’ve fallen a couple of feet.”

She sighed, giving up the battle and just opened the door to the jeep, “Just get in.”

“Yes mom~!!” You chirped and she rolled her eyes again once you slid into the front seat. It had been a month since you stared living with this foster family and you had to admit that they were pretty cool.

Your foster mom was a head neurosurgeon and was married to a military man. So, they were the perfect couple if anything were to happen to you, or if they managed to find you.

It had been a huge change to leave home and then get fostered. Your parents had been arrested after an attempt of murder when they tried to burn down the house with you in it but that had failed and luckily, you were so used to escaping through the window to see Billy that as soon as you smelt fire you had gotten out.

Once again you had Billy to thank for your life.

After that things had happened so fast and things were just spinning around you that you couldn’t even think straight. Before you knew it, you were sitting in a new house with new ‘parents’.

However, it didn’t come with much freedom. You were not allowed to leave the house usually, but they kept you occupied at home. And you weren’t going to ungrateful.

But spending so much time in solitude made you realize how good you had it. You were alive and well and now you had people to rely on. You didn’t have to fend for yourself anymore. You could go to sleep in a warm bed and wake up safely without any fear of who would be outside your locked door.

That’s what you told yourself when you missed Billy and wanted to go back to him.

You tried to convince yourself that this was the best for you, but deep down you knew that this wasn’t what you wanted if you couldn’t share it with Billy.

“Three more years, and we’ll be free.” The two of you used to say and now you were worried that time wouldn’t come and Billy wouldn’t know where you were when it happened.

You were getting bored being locked in the house for most of the day but you’d never let them know. You couldn’t make them feel guilty for protecting you. You would stay locked up at home for eternity if it meant that they wouldn’t get upset with you or think that you were ungrateful.

But not today. Today you could go outside, because today unfortunately or fortunately, you couldn’t decide but you got to go to school. Just to do the necessary paperwork to join a month later so it meant that you wouldn’t be a normal high school student for another month, but it was a step closer.

A step closer to leaving your old life behind.

***

“You should go.” You told your foster mom softly when she got a red alert from the hospital.

“But I have to finish up here.” She stammered and you could tell she was getting a bit panicked from having to leave you alone.

“I can do that; you go do your job.” You told her, giving her a little push towards the door. While you did want her to go from the pure selflessness of your heart, you also wanted a little peace from all her hovering. Not that you’d let her know that.

“I can’t—”

“I’ll be fine,” You urged, handing her purse, “I’ll go straight home. I promise. Scout’s honour.”

“You weren’t even a scout.”

Once she left you felt excited for some reason. You didn’t lie, you were going to go straight home after this but you were still ecstatic about getting to actually walk down the streets for the first time since you had gotten here.

You finished up any remaining work at school pretty quickly and headed home immediately, with your hands tucked inside the pockets of your, well Billy’s, jacket and hood pulled over your head. 

It was a safety measure, so no one would be able to see your face at first glance, but you still didn’t let it ruin your mood as you walked back with a skip in your step.

That was about to change very quickly....

***

It had been another normal, monotonous day for Billy as he walked back home from school. Freddy had gone ahead because he had a free period at the end of the day and hadn’t seen the need to stick around.

So, Billy was alone as he walked back.

He was actually kind of lamenting that the day had been so boring. He was a teen superhero, more interesting things were bound to happen to him but still the closest thing he got to an evil supervillain who wanted to end the world was his science teacher, which to be fair, wasn’t that far off.

His wishes for something interesting were answered when he heard a distant scream and immediately facepalmed, “Why did I even say anything?”

Running to the source of the noise, he ducked into an alleyway and immediately stuttered in his steps. He definitely wasn’t expecting this. He definitely wasn’t expecting to see the love of his life today.

And he expected to see her held at gun point even less.

You were frozen in fear as you stared down the barrel of a gun. He had whipped out the weapon when you had shouted for help and told you if you made any moves he wouldn’t hesitate to shoot.

You wanted to seem brave and stare him down but you felt your throat closing up and tears began brimming your eyes. You were scared as hell and you had no idea how to get out of this.

“Once we tie up this lose end, we’ll finally get those damn cops off our tails.” He said, cocking the gun and you whimpered, screwing your eyes shut. The next thing you heard was the sound of a gun being fired.

“SHAZAM!”

When you opened your eyes, you saw a blur of red and white move past you so quickly that you couldn’t focus your eyes on it. It beat up the man who held a gun to your head a few minutes ago after the man had wasted all his bullets trying to shoot him.

You wanted to hide, to duck and cover while the hero handled business but you were frozen, the thought of moving your feet and actually hiding never came to your mind but soon enough your weight was too much for your buckling knees to bear and you collapsed on the ground.

The fight was over pretty quickly. The man didn’t even stand a chance against a superhero and he was knocked unconscious. The hero picked up the gun and crushed it in his fist before chucking it in the dumpster.

When he turned to you, you were watching with wide-eyes, body shaking as you tried to process whatever just happened to you.

Realizing that you weren’t in the best state, he stepped closer to you with his hands held out like a was trying to coax a small animal, “It’s okay, (Y/N). I’m not going to hurt you.”

You bit your lip, staring at the older man who saved your life and nodded.

“Do you want me to take you home?”

You nodded once again and he stepped towards you, wrapping an arm around your waist before taking off. Unfortunately, you were too shaken up to take in the joy and wonder of flying and once he landed, setting you in your backyard were you only able to think clearly.

“I, um, don’t know how to that you for saving my life.” You spoke, wringing your hands nervously.

He looked surprised for a second but then he relaxed, sending you a smile before puffing out his chest a little, “All in a day’s work, citizen.”

He meant to take off again but you stopped him, stepping forward, “How did you know my name?”

He looked shell-shocked and completely caught off guard, like he didn’t even remember calling you by your name, “What?”

“You called me (Y/N). How did you know?”

He wanted to lie to you. He wanted to lie and tell you it was because he had the wisdom of Solomon that he was able to know your name and make a hasty retreat. 

But he couldn’t. He had been waiting to see you for so long. He had missed you so much. He couldn’t just turn away and pretend that he had never seen you. He couldn’t stay away from you any longer.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He breathed and you raised a brow, taking a step away from him.

“Do I know you?”

“Just...don’t freak out, okay?”

You didn’t say anything, just continued to stare at him and waiting for something to happen. It looked like he was trying to talk himself into something and he took a deep, cleansing breath before looking at you once again.

“Shazam.”

You shrieked as lightning struck the middle of the backyard, knocking you back a few feet and when the smoke cleared, there stood the boy that you had fallen in love with.

“Billy...?”

He was grinning brightly at you as you stared him down in disbelief before quickly walking up to him. You smiled gently, raising a hand to cup his cheek and close the space between you.

His expression and pure love and happiness changed into one of horror and pure pain before he doubled over and feel to the ground. You lunged forward, catching him in your arms as his dead weight pulled you to the ground.

It was then that you saw the bullet in his back. Your mind rushed to the moment before he stepped in front of you, he must have transformed too late. The world began spinning around you as Billy’s blood spilled onto the grass.

“Mom....” You muttered remembering that she was probably back from work by now before turning your head towards the house and cradling his body in your grasp, “MOM! DAD! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!”

***

The surgery took hours and all the while you sat outside the operation theatre, staring at the closed doors. Your mom had tried to get you to go home and clean up but you refused, wanting to be with him.

From the outside, it looked pretty uneventful and you hoped that was the case. You hoped that the operation was going well and there would be no unseen complications.

You hadn’t taken your eyes off the door longer than the time it took you to blink but you were forced to turn your gaze from the door when a couple came bolting up the stairs.

His foster parents. Victor and Rosa.

The looked absolutely distraught and it made you sniffle, the weight of reality settling on your shoulders.

“What happened?” Rosa asked your mom and she could only turn to you.

“Yes, (Y/N), you need to tell us now. What happened?”

You bit your lip, your gaze averting to your hands that were still covered in his blood and your vision became blurry with tears. 

“He took a bullet for me.”

You heard Rosa gasped and the tears fell. You buried your head in your knees and sobbed quietly, praying that this would get over quickly so you could see him again.

***

“I missed you.” Was the first thing Billy told you once you walked through the door. You smiled but then blushed when you noticed the way his siblings were all looking at you.

“I can come back later.”

He sat up, taking support from Freddy and beckoned you over, “No, it’s cool, they were just leaving.”

It took a few pointed glares to get them out of the hospital room but they left eventually and you settled into the empty chair beside him. You immediately took his hands, cradling them between yours and pressing a small kiss to the back of them.

“I’ve missed you.” He said, looking over at you with a fond smile and he pulled one hand out of your grasp to brush a strand of your hair back before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“I missed you too.”

Months of not seeing each other was finally catching up with you. The emptiness that you felt in your chest was finally beginning to fill and you had only wished that it had taken a different way. 

You wanted to apologize but you knew it wasn’t your fault. And he knew it as well. You wanted to say something, anything, that would make him and you feel better but nothing was coming to mind.

You were brought out of your thoughts by a hand on the back of your neck and he slanted his lips over yours. You responded immediately, your body taking control as your arms wrapped around his neck and you tilted your head.

He pulled away before kissing you again, once, twice and then one more for good measure, but even then, you were following his lips. He looked at you like you carried the world in your eyes and like you had strung the stars in the sky.

You kissed him again, as a hello, as a goodbye, as an apology, as a sign of forgiveness and poured all the incomprehensible emotions you were feeling into that kiss, allowing him to wrap his arms around you and pull you next to him in his hospital bed.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

[thewriterwithnoplan]

Could i get a damian wayne x wondergirl reader x jon kent x billie batson headcanon where dami and jon likes the reader but the reader has some growing feelings for billie uwu (the perfect girl/woman falls for the badboy)

Their Perfect Girl

Summary: She’s the golden girl. She’s got it all; a loving mentor, a crazy team, a city to protect, even a spot on the Justice League - once she’s old enough. She’s the perfect girl, and what she wants, she gets. Except, of course, Billie Batson, who’s too oblivious to see that she is completely and utterly head over heels for the bad boy.

Pairing: Billie Batson x Reader 

Word Count: 1077

Warnings: None.

It was hard being the only responsible one on their team. Although, team always sounded like such a strange word for them – rag-tag band of misfits, fit them far better. But Y/N always managed to keep her boys in line. And thank god she did; the Justice League wasn’t sure what they’d do without her.

Y/N was the glue that held them together despite their stark differences. Often, she was the only thing standing between Damian and Jon when they were at each other’s throats. Or when Billie pulled the “I’m Older” card and almost got himself killed. She was their equilibrium, the thing that always managed to pull them back to the task at hand.

She was the perfect girl. A goodie-two-shoes, even among the superhero community. If her record was a physical thing, it would gleam bright enough to blind. She was a prodigy in every sense of the word and if the Justice League were being honest – they were jealous of Wonder Woman. It was a simple truth that Diana Prince had the best-behaved protégé.

And yet, somehow Y/N had landed herself smack-bang in the middle of the three most temperamental teen heroes. It was honestly a mystery how she’d let herself get caught up with Super baby, Boy Blunder and a literal man-child. She was one of the most sought-after young heroes.

The Teen Titans had practically begged for her to join – though that might have partly been because of Damian’s high praises. And despite the fact that she was still far too young to join the Justice League, she’d been assured a spot almost instantly. Wonder Woman had even told her that, had she been just a few years older, she’d probably already be apart of the League.

So, the superhero community was utterly baffled at the fact that she spent most of her time with the “rogues” of the next-gen heroes. But she loved her team and she wouldn’t trade them out for anyone – Justice League, Teen Titans or otherwise. They were hers and despite their flaws, they were – in her eyes – the perfect team for the perfect girl.

But then again, there were a lot of not-so-perfect things that the boys didn’t let her see.

“Y/N is patrolling with me,” Damian snapped somewhat harshly.

“But I need someone to help me in Metropolis,” Jon argued. “And Y/N’s the only one who can fly.”

“Billie can fly.”

“Last time I took Billie patrolling, Dad kicked him out,” Jon crossed his arms with a small humph, “He likes Y/N though, so why don’t you take Billie?”

Damian threw his hands up in exasperation, “You know the rules; no metas in Gotham.”

“Billies not a meta! Besides Y/N’s an Amazon and I’m Kryptonian – if the rules are so strict why can we go into Gotham.”

“Because Gotham likes Y/N,” Damian quickly added, “And you aren’t allowed in Gotham.”

“More like you like Y/N.”

“Of course, I like Y/N! Everyone likes Y/N.”

“Not like you though,” Jon gave him a teasing smile, “You even got the Teen Titans to try and recruit her.”

“Yeah, cause you’re so much better!” Damian hissed lowly, “You’ve been trying to get her attention like an over-eager puppy for the last month.”

Jon pouted rather dejectedly, “A year, actually.”

“Oh, cry me a river!”

“How long have you been pining for then, huh?”

“Two years and four months,” Damian said proudly, “I bet she’d pick patrolling with me over flying in Metropolis with you!”

Jon – who was always a little too eager to prove himself – exclaimed, “You’re on!”

¨¨¨

Y/N was about ready to throttle Billie Batson. He was infuriating. He went around, sneaking out of school, picking fights and being an overall prick. It was no wonder she’d been asked to watch over him at Fawcett High School. Why couldn’t he be more like Damian – keeping to himself – or like happy-go-lucky Jon, who would never ask for a fight?

Of course, Y/N just had to be completely infatuated with Billie as well. Because despite the fact that he wasn’t perfect, he was her perfect boy. Crystal blue eyes, dark hair, snark attitude and all. If she was being blatantly honest – she just couldn’t resist a bad boy.

And yet, she still found herself wanting to slap him.

“Why are you always so reckless?” Y/N grumbled, wiping a tissue softly across the cut on his cheek. “Honestly, one of these days you’ll pick a fight you can’t win.”

“You should have seen the other guy.” Billie chuckled – almost sadistically.

“Not helping.”

“Come on Y/N,” He groaned half-heartedly. “You know those guys didn’t stand a chance.”

“You’re not invincible.”

Billie winced when she began swiping at his split lip, “Like it’s so different when we’re out in the field.”

Y/N only pursed her lips, “If you hold still it won’t hurt.”

“Liar, I saw you put chemicals on it.”

“Stop being such a baby,” She hissed, pressing a tad harder in warning. “It’s just hydrogen peroxide, it’ll stop infections.”

“I’m fine, I don’t need your Hydro-oxide. You’ve seen me get thrown through a building,” He moved to push her away. “Hell, I’ve seen you get punched out of the sky! And I don’t go around babying you.”

“That’s different, I’m an Amazon,” Y/N insisted. “When you’re not him, you’re just… normal and an idiot.”

“Well, what do you expect? Those assholes were bullying my brother, they had it coming!”  

“I know but I wish you’d just…”

Billie flared, “Just what?”

“I don’t know.” Y/N suddenly stood, “Forget I said anything, I’ve got to go.”

“What? Where?”

“I promised the boys I’d go on patrol with one of them,” She gave him a close-lipped smile. “Don’t forget to lock the door on your way out, this time. It’s a safe house, not an open house.”

“Why do you always have to be on babysitting duty? We never get to hang out!”

Y/N rolled her eyes, “You realize I also have to babysit you, right?”

“Yeah but you love me!” Billie gave her a lopsided grin.

“Mhm, sure.” She flashed him a blinding smile, “I’m going now.”

“You’ll go on patrol with me tomorrow, though right?”

Y/N only grinned over her shoulder as she moved through the door, “Goodnight Batson.”

“Night, Golden Girl,” Billie whispered to the empty room – wondering once again, how their little band of misfits had gotten so lucky. She really was the perfect girl.

[cjjohansson]

series masterlist - masterlist

natasha romanoff x reader

summary; you and natasha move forward in your relationship.

word count; 3.1K

warning; SMUT 18+. the full shazam.

an; this chapter contains smut, please read at your own risk. 18+ only

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♡ you said forever♡

chapter 6 ; i promise with all my heart i love you

— two month later —

the past two months had been a rollercoaster. you and natasha had yet to have fallen out, it shocked everyone how quickly you both fell back into a rhythm of a relationship again after so long. within the first month you had flown back over to the UK with everyone in sorting out your things in your house, you made the decision to move back to the compound. alia was very happy about not having to move back to where she called home, it felt normal moving back. tony managed to sort everything out to be moved and within 2 weeks all of your things were safety confided in the compound. and just like that you were settled back into the compound on yours and nats shared floor. tony had refurbished one of the offices on your floor into a room for alia rather than her staying in your bedroom.

you loved watching alia and natasha interact, it was something that you couldn’t help constantly taking pictures of. you don’t think you had ever seen natasha actually fully worn out before but after some days of alias extreme excitement of going out and doing things with you and nat, you often ended up finding alia asleep on nats chest as natasha slept completely still underneath her. no one believed they had ever seen natasha smile so much other than when she was with alia.

for the first month you had slept separately from natasha, you both wanted to ease back into the elements of your relationship slowly - well as much as you could seeing as you both had alia to look after together- mainly because it was new again but also so alia could adjust more to everything happening around her. you didn’t want to overwhelm her more than you could only imagine you already had.

you wanted to talk to natasha about easing into some other parts of your relationship again but you didn’t know how to talk about them. you hadn’t really had any time just the two of you, alia was always around. you had kissed a handful of time in the past two months but you felt yourself wanting more. you had been without physical contact and attraction that you wanted for 4 years. but how can you go about them conversations when you always had a 3 year old on your hip, it wasn’t easy so you went to wanda, alia and nat were out for the day while you chose to stay at the compound. you made your way to wandas floor in hopes of getting out some much needed girl talk.

——

“i don’t know what you’re afraid of y/n, you’re basically back together so just kiss her? wow i never thought id be having this type of conversation with an adult who literally has a child”

“how can i just kiss her when alia is always there wanda? hey im 4 years out of practice just give me a break okay, its hard trying to put myself back out there especially to someone who knows me”

“how about i have alia tonight. me, her and vision can have a much needed sleep over. is that okay? then you can have some alone time with nat, is that what you want?”

flinging yourself into wandas arms and thanking her over and over with a kiss to her cheek, she laughed as you ran back over to the elevator shouting ‘ill bring her round with some stuff when she is back with nat thanks wands love ya!’ and you were already on your way back to your own floor.

——

you had been busying yourself in your kitchen for hours trying to make you and natasha a nice romantic dinner, you had already showered, shoving your hair into a messy bun and changed into some comfy pyjamas hoping for a chilled evening with her.

“MOMMMMYYYYY”

alias voice comes shouting behind you as you quickly turn in her arms to catch her as she comes sprinting right at you. your laugh echos around the room as natasha follows behind taking in the site of the table laid for only 2 people. your tiny conversation with alia about her day has you telling her she will be spending the night with wanda and vision has her cheering, the relief leaves your body as you tell her to go change into some pyjamas and grab whatever she wants to take down. natasha watches the whole interaction with a smile on her face as you turn back to the stove stirring the sauce for dinner. its as if nat suddenly feels an edge of confidence flow through her as she walks up behind you and wraps her arms around your waist to pull you flush against her body. you find yourself choking on a moan as you feel her hand drawing circles on your stomach. soft whispering in your ear has you leaning your head back onto nats shoulder.

“i’ll take her down to wanda, when i come back i’ll quickly shower and then im all yours detka. you just stay here and keep looking pretty in these shorts”

her hand moves from your waist to squeeze your arse cheek as she throws a smirk over her shoulder as alia runs into her arms and they walk to the elevator. your heart beats out of your chest from natashas words and actions. you knew she had been wanting to spend some time with you alone but you hadn’t expected her to be as open as she was, your face blushes as the images pour through your brain of what could happen tonight.

——

“thank you for dinner it was wonderful babe”

she stands from her seating moving over to take your empty bowl from in front of you as she leans down to press a kiss onto your cheek. you watch as she makes her way back to the kitchen and puts everything in the dishwasher to be washed later.

“wanna watch a film baby?”

you find yourself not even being able to produce words as you mindless nod in her direction and take her hand that is outstretched in front of her as she drags you over to the couch in front of the tv. her soft hands makes your whole body heat up, the sight of her toned arms in her tank top has you flushing like a teenager with a crush all over again. you can only shake your head in hopes of getting rid of the thoughts going through your brain.

you both find yourself settled into the couch, your side pressed sideways against natashas as her arm fits comfortably over your shoulders and hovers over your boobs.

you hadn’t been paying any attention to the film whatsoever. not when you were this close with natasha and all you wanted todo was attack her with kisses. your body seemed to be vibrating with adrenalin just being next to her.

lips on your neck has you stiffening first, not expecting natasha to have made a move. your body relaxes as she continues kissing up and down your neck slowly. your head moving to the side to give her more access. natashas hand sudden moves down the front of your top as she pulls you further back into her by your boob. your moans fill the room instantly, you hadn’t been kissed or touched like for so long you felt as though you could cum just from this.

you turn around in her arms, straddling her lap as her hands fell to your ass. you moaned out at the object between her legs as you pressed yourself into her. you kissed her neck harshly hoping to leave your marks as she pushed her hips up into yours.

your mind only felt full of natashas, how her hands felt on your hips as you continued to grind against her and kiss her neck.

you move your lips to hers as you start to kiss slowly, you can feel all of the love pour out between you both in this moment. the moment that feels soft and delicate sudden shifts becoming hot and desirable as she pushes her tongue in your mouth.

“you’re so fucking beautiful y/n”

natashas smirk only seems to rail you up as you move your hands to your hoodie, pulling it off over your head. the sight of you has natasha moaning as she moves her hand from your hips and brushes her thumb over your nipple, you can only whimper in need as your hips start moving frantically on top of her.

you lean forward to whisper in her ear. “please just fuck me already”

that was enough for her to pull you back towards her lips, your hand gripping the back of her head to hold her against you as your tongues fought for dominance, you wasn’t giving in until she pulled your hair making your mouth fall open with a moan and pressing herself in to you. it didn’t feel real, the feeling of natashas lips being pressed into yours as you let out whimpers and soft moans of satisfaction. you wanted to please every part of her.

your hands make the same route of your own as you take off her top and throw her it somewhere in the room, you marvel at her for a second taking her all in. she always was beautiful but seeing her like this always felt different. it always surprised you how her skin would feel so soft in spite of years of torture her body had endured. you wanted too kiss every inch of her skin so she knew how beautiful she was.

your hands squeezed her breasts roughly as you move to start marking her chest, the sounds leaving natashas mouth only making you want her to fuck you even more. her thumbs rubbing over your now hardened buds didn’t falter even in the compromising position, you was like putty in her hands. the persistent grinding of your hips down on natashas strap made you not want to waste any more time, the need to fall apart in her arms instant.

natasha flipped you over, laying you down on the couch. taking her own trousers off as you scurried to remove your own. her strap standing tall over her own stomach had you moaning in place. she places her hips against your core slowly grinding into you as she now moves her head to mark your chest. red and purple bruises littered your chest in a seconds. her grinding stops as she moves her kisses down your body towards your core. she looked down to your core and back into your eyes hesitating.

“are you sure you want this”

“yes! now please fuck me!”

your hips lifting towards natashas face joined your words as you begged for her to fuck you. she felt blinded by the smell of your arousal hitting her senses. she decided not to tease, decided you both had waited long enough for this moment.

she licked a line up from your entrance to your clit, a cry spilling from your mouth at finally being touched made both of you go crazy. natasha circled your clit with her tongue holding your hips down as you tried to case your high you was already so close too. her grip never letting up only making you moan in frustration. she couldn’t stop, you tasted addicting.

she slowly inserted a finger in with ease, your body accepting her easily inside of you. your entrance already spilling with your own juices as she starts pumping slowly, a stark contrast from how her tongue was roughly flicking against your clit, taking her finger out and going back in with two she felt your walls clench around her, curling her fingers inside of you. natasha knew she had hit the right spot when a loud cry left your mouth and you begun fucking yourself against her fingers. your orgasm was rising rapidly as she didn’t let up her actions. natshas name constantly falling from your lips over and over.

“fuck tasha gonna cum.”

“not yet okay”

you could only whine in frustration from being denied. she wanted to taste you more, wanted to see how much more worked up you could get from her being inside of you.

“taste so good y/n fuck.”

“oh fucking hell tash”

your moans turning her on even more as your hands gripped her red hair pressing her further into your core as you roughly ground your hips down onto her tongue, the moans leaving natashas mouth just from your sounds and the taste of you sending vibrations straight through to your clit as she continued to flick her tongue and pump her fingers into you faster and faster.

“cum”

and with that it was as if an explosion went off inside of you. your juices leaking from your entrance onto natashas fingers and chin, dripping from you and onto the couch beneath you.

“that’s it baby, good girl”

she continued pumping slowly helping you ride out your high, when she notices you calming down, she slowly leaves you. a whimper falling from your lips at being left empty. she presses a tender kiss to both of your thighs as she feels you relax onto the couch, tension seeping from your body as she makes her way back up to your face leaving soft kisses on her way back up.

the smirk that lays on her face makes you hungry for more, she can see it in your eyes.

once she is back in front of you it doesn’t take natasha long to kiss you once again, you push her to lay back as you straddles her hips, she can feel how wet your core is as you sit on her stomach continuing to kiss her.

your core presses straight into the strap that lays on her stomach. the moan erupting from deep within your throat as you ground your hips down into her. your slick covering natashas strap instantly. her eyes held darkness but innocence as she looked down at the head on the strap pecking out underneath your core.

her breathe catching as you descend slowly, your lips leaving similar marks to hers down her chest towards her strap. natasha lifted her head up to have the perfect view of you as your lips engulfed her and slowly start bopping your head up and down on her. the sight sending her into a wave of arousal at the way your plump lips looked around the tip. she moves to grab your bun as she lifts her hips up making her strap go deep within your throat. the sight making her moan alone aswell as the strap rubbing against her own core.

“you’re really working for it y/n, shit!”

one of your hands gripping the strap as you continued to circle your tongue around the strap.

your other hand coming towards her stomach scratching down leaving red marks. natasha’s moans filling your ears as she never stopped her movements, popping you up and down along her. you held eye contact while you sucked yourself further down, your nose touching her stomach, the noise from your gagging making her want to fuck you with her strap even more had her pulling you back up towards her by your hair.

natasha aligned the strap up to your entrance as she watched you slowly sink down. a pornographic moan slipping from natasha as she watched you sink halfway down before stopping and looking at her for help. she held your hips and lifted herself up while pushing you down as she bottomed out inside of you roughly. your hands flying to her shoulders to steady yourself as she cursed over and over in russian. moans spilling from you at feeling so full of her.

she moved relentlessly inside of you. you was meeting her thrusts halfway as you jumped up and down her cock. her grip never loosening as both continued meeting thrust for thrust.

“fuck, so fucking deep baby” your words and moans sending her even closer to the edge as her strap rubbed perfectly against her.

“you fuck me so good tash. fucckkk- please don’t stop. please don’t stop”

nat leant forwards taking one of your hardened buds into her mouth. circling her tongue over and over as you grounded yourself into her harder. you was rocking back and forth chasing your high that was fast approaching. she could feel your walls clenching around her strap making it harder for her to push into you, the telltale of your second orgasm fast approaching as your breathing got quicker.

“so fucking tight y/n. you’re a fucking dream”

moans continue to spill out of both of your mouths as you continue to bounce on top of her. her hands gripping your hips, most likely to leave bruises in her wake as she ruts into you just as hard.

“y/n, fuckkk. are you close” she heavily breathed out as you kept rocking back and forth. your head nodding against her as she gripped your hips impossibly tighter.

both of your moans were loud throughout the room, nat pulled you closer to her. your foreheads pressing into one another’s as she continued her assault on her core. everything about this moment with natasha didn’t feel real, like you’d wake up in a second and realise it was all a dream. her consistent moaning of your name sounding like music to your ears.

you both felt your own orgasms approaching fast, the strap having been hitting natashas clit at the right angle all throughout fucking into you.

“cum with me!” she all but shouted as you both continued to rut against each other as your orgasms took over you both.

her hips don’t stop thrusting into you as both your own orgasms take over. her loud moan echoing throughout the room, you’re sure you could cum all over again just by the way she sounds. her body shakes underneath you as you slowly collapsed onto her chest. your lips instantly on her neck as you bite into her while you keep breathing deep and hard as you road out your high, her thrusts slowing down letting the calm take over you both.

she nuzzles her self into your neck pressing gentle kisses up and down until she reaches your ear.

“i am madly and deeply in love with you y/n”

“you promise?” your voice sounding small over the seriousness in her tone.

“i promise with all my heart i love you.”

“i love you too natasha.”

as you lay together on top of the couch laying skin to skin, silence settles over you both as you take in each others words. the sincerity of one anothers love you realise, no matter what has happened and no what what happens you will always somehow end up in each others arms again at some point.

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How about Mary Marvel x Male!Reader? He discovers Mary's superhero form for the first time.

Mary: Shazam!

Mary transforms into her superhero form...

Y/N: wow!

Mary: baby?! I-uh...yeah I'm a superhero. no two ways around it

Y/N: I was going to say you look beautiful in that outfit. also the superhero thing explains why you always cut our dates short.

Mary: I promise I won't do that anymore.

Y/N: save the world or more time with me? I'll always be here for you baby. you continue saving the world.

Mary: I love you so much!