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silverdecepticon93 · 4 years

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Idk if you take multiple requests from people so you don’t have to do this but if you can can you do a klarion x reader where basically the reader is like the equivalent of Doctor Strange and she’s like the sorcerer (sorceress) supreme of her universe and she somehow ends up in the DC world and doesn’t really know what’s going on so she’s just going with the flow (sometimes helps the justice league sometimes helps the light) ps. I’ve been loving your posts! 💖

Okay, so I changed the request a little where the reader is Dr. Strange’s niece. Understand that I am tired but I tried my best to deliver you quality Klarion content. So I hope you all enjoy!

Klarion x Strange! Reader: The Sorceress Supreme

“(Y/n) Strange and Klarion Bleak,” A certain Lord of Chaos said to himself, enjoying the way your names seemed to fit together.

Teekl rolled her crimson eyes as Klarion tried out your name with his last name, then his name with your last name. You see, it had been about a month ago when you had first crossed from your universe to this one and you didn’t transfer quietly. As a matter of fact, the moment you had arrived, every magic-user both good and bad had felt your powerful energy. It was only a matter of time before they all rushed to try and recruit you into joining their side, however, you didn’t seem to be swayed by anything the Light or Justice League had to offer.

“What do you think our couple name would be, Teekl? Klar-(Y/n) or (Y/n)-rion? Or maybe Bleak and Strange?” Klarion asked his familiar, floating in the air and laying on his stomach while guarding some stupid gem that Vandal was supposed to get in half-an-hour.

It was ironic that he joined the Light because it looked fun but recently, it’s been so boring. Mostly because you seem to have gone off the Light’s radar for a while.

“I think if you switch the third one to Strange and Bleak, then you’ve got a winner.” Your voice reverberated around the room.

Klarion stopped floating and immediately landed on his feet before looking around the room, Teekl also tried to find you and timidly began to walk towards Klarion as her head scanned the room. Soon, everything around them began to shift until it showed you walking through a perfect you-shaped hole you made in the cement wall with your own magic.

“(Y/n)!” Klarion beamed and ran over to you.

You were surprised when he hugged you tightly but then you smiled and wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him playfully. Then he pulled back and faced you with a confused look on his face.

“Where were you? I was so bored!” Klarion frowned.

You smiled at his behavior before pressing a kiss to his cheek, “Sorry, Uncle Strange made this new rule where I have to visit my old universe every two weeks. I would’ve told you but I think he was getting suspicious about us.”

You winked at him playfully, making him snicker a little.

“Oh well, at least you’re here now,” He hummed softly but then paused and narrowed his gaze at you, “but how did you know where to find me?”

You stiffened, “O-Oh, well, y’ know. Locator spells aren’t that hard to do.”

It was obvious he didn’t believe you by the way his frown grew before flicking his hand behind him and heard the sound of someone grunting and being flung back, much as he had predicted. Klarion then turned around to see Robin propped on his elbows and trying to get up and then turned to look at you.

“Seriously? You’re working with Justice Babies?” He frowned. You smiled timidly, “Sorry Klari but Batman sorta threatened to tell my uncle we were dating unless I helped with this one thing.”

“Aw, and here I thought you were the Sorceress Supreme.” Klarion grinned maliciously before summoning crimson fireballs in his hands. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow, “Don’t challenge me, Klair-Bear, because you will regret it.”

“Says the one afraid of her own uncle.” Klarion snorted, throwing a fireball at you,

“By the Shield of Seraphim!” You chanted, soon an orange dome began to protect you from Klarion’s attack, “Are you trying to tell me you wanna meet my Uncle? Doesn’t that seem a bit...forward?”

“I’m sure I could win him over somehow.” Klarion shrugged before sending a few volts of red electricity your way.

You laughed and switched from defense to offense by letting down your shield and holding onto the amulet clipping your cloak to you, “That’s funny Klair but you don’t know Stephen Strange as well as I do.”

“Hey, (Y/n), not intrude on whatever is going on,” Robin interrupted as he was trying to get past a now monstrous Teekl that was guarding the gem, “but I kinda need some help over here.”

“You got it, birdie,” You hummed before looking back at Klarion, “sorry, but I just wanna get this over with and head back to my Sanctum Sanctorum. It’s surprisingly tiring to travel between dimensions.”

“Aw, poor you,” Klarion feigned a sympathetic tone, “how about you and bird-brat just leave the jewel alone and then I can head back over to your place with you we can nap together?”

You pretended to think about it and tapped your chin thoughtfully, “Tempting, tempting. But I gave Batman my word and you know how important that is to me, Klarion.”

Then you held the eye-shaped brooch around your neck and unclipped it, your (f/c) cloak of levitation soon flew around you and made you laugh.

“I want you to distract Teekl, ‘kay?” You ordered, it nodded in response and flew over to the giant cat before expanding itself into a net of sorts and trapping the cat. Klarion growled under his breath knowing that you had him beat, “Fine! Take the stupid jewel for all I care!”

Robin was quick to take up that offer, however, you felt a bit bad for Klarion and walked up to him. Holding his hands in yours and smiled at him as warmly as you could.

“Thanks, Klarion. You’re the best.” You cooed.

“I know,” he responds gruffly, although his slight smile betrays his annoyed tone.

You snapped in the direction of your cloak, which immediately unwrapped itself around Teekl and shook the cat fur off of itself before flying back to you and wrapping itself around your neck, you clipped it back with your own Eye of Agamotto. Then you used your sling ring to create a portal for you and Robin to go through.

Klarion was walking over to Teekl when you spoke up again.

“Hey, Klair, this portal leads back to the Sorcerer’s Sanctum. If you were serious about the nap thing.” You nodded your head to gesture to the portal.

He turned around to face you again while Teekl wasted no time in jumping through the portal into your home. You squeaked in surprise when she did that, making Klarion snicker.

“I guess, fighting you makes me tired.” He yawned, then wrapped an arm around your shoulders and walked into the portal with you.

You responded to him in an equally tired tone of voice, “Well my uncle said he was gonna teach me how to do some time spells. Meaning we could change a bit of history? Considering Vandal’s probably going to be livid when he sees you and the jewel are gone.”

Klarion rested his head on top of yours as you entered the Sanctum Sanctorum, “Cuddles first, Vandal later.”

You grinned at his words, “Yeah, okay.”

Robin awkwardly watched the scene with the jewel in his hands, not sure what to say, so he just left to allow you and Klarion to take a nap. Next time Batman needs someone to work with you, Robin will not be as quick to volunteer.

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harry-sussex · 4 years

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COVID-19 from the Perspective of a New Yorker

I am from New York, specifically the downstate area, and here, in my home, there is a crisis. My governor, Andrew Cuomo, gave a press conference earlier today (March 30th) listing the top 10 states in cases and deaths. New York State has 66,497 confirmed cases and 1,218 confirmed deaths. The state with the second most confirmed cases and deaths is New Jersey, which has 13,386 cases and 161 deaths. We in New York have 5x the cases and 12x the deaths as the next most affected state in the country. There are limitations to that data of course - population, population density, etc. - but just by looking at the raw figures as of earlier this afternoon, things are dire.

A lot of businesses - particularly small businesses - are not taking this seriously. As usual, the almighty dollar reigns supreme above anything and everything else. People are not staying home, or offices are not letting them. They are not choosing their boredom/safety over their entertainment/risk. They are not social distancing. They are choosing to work in offices over working from home because it’s more convenient. We have been under a government mandate requiring at least 50% reduced staffing for nonessential businesses since March 18th. Currently, 100% of nonessential business staff are required to stay home, and yet, many people continue to refuse to take this seriously. People are literally hosting coronavirus parties - I heard on the news yesterday of one person who had 47 people in a 550 s.f. apartment in New Jersey, complete with a DJ. Yes, the party was broken up and yes, the host was arrested. The governor of New Jersey did not hold back in his opinion - rightfully so. People think it is a joke, an extended spring break, a vacation, a much-needed respite from the chaos that is regular life. This quarantine, this virus - they are none of these things. This is a war. A war for which we are dramatically, dangerously ill-equipped.

The state infrastructure put in place to deal with illness, unemployment, etc. is failing - it was never equipped to deal with such demand. Doctors, nurses, and other providers cannot possibly keep up with the overflow of COVID-19 patients cramming into their hospitals. They’re ill-protected so even if they can start to keep up, the professionals are getting sick and becoming patients themselves - with nobody to work in their place. They are scared - rightfully so. They continue to go to work and expose themselves for the good of their greater community, at great personal risk. More medical professionals become patients, more strain on the area hospitals, with fewer staff to administer treatment. More patients with less staff attending to them equals more deaths.

Anyone who has been exposed is supposed to be self-isolating. Everyone else is under quarantine. This has led to a surge in lay-offs as New Yorkers rush to file for benefits to which they are entitled. The labor department website, designed to allow easier filing for unemployment claims, has been inundated for weeks, and is often unable to process requests due to high volume. The phone lines are clogged, and the state does not have a holding queue - when you call, you are told to try again later. What happens when the state implements a shelter-in-place order and businesses begin to close, but employees cannot file for unemployment? Chaos. Further crippling of an economy that is already damaged. Desperation on behalf of those who cannot afford to not work for an unspecified duration of time. When those people are offered the option to continue to work for their paycheck in violation of the state mandate, with rent/utility bills/car payments/etc. breathing down their necks? They will choose to work. Every. Single. Time. The more these poor, desperate people continue to go to work, forced to make an impossible choice, stuck between a rock and a hard place, the more this thing will spread. The more people who get sick. The more people who die - all because the state and the federal governments were vastly unprepared for what would happen in the event of a global pandemic.

Nobody could have anticipated this, of course. This is far beyond anything anyone could have imagined in their wildest dreams. Governor Cuomo and Mayor de Blasio have done much to help their constituents in these strange and dangerous times. Nothing is enough, though. It’s happening too fast, it’s hitting too hard. It’s causing too much damage. We can’t keep up. The rates of incidence are growing exponentially every day. We can’t keep up.

I urge you all to read this chilling New York Times article, entitled Doctors are Writing Their Wills. New York City, arguably the liveliest and busiest city in the world, is a warzone. They are using refrigerated tractor trailers as makeshift morgues, set up sometimes in the middle of streets that usually are bustling with traffic day and night. Doctors are self-isolating from their families. Nurses are using garbage bags as smocks. One hospital staffer in a hospital forced to use garbage bags as protective equipment, an assistant nursing manager, has died due to the novel coronavirus.

The governor and the mayor of New York City asked the federal government for 30,000 ventilators. The government sent 4,000 and a message implying that we do not need the remaining 26,000, that we are being greedy for asking for these supplies. The peak is coming and when it hits, it will be ugly everywhere, but especially here. We need these supplies now, not when the peak hits. We need them to prepare for the peak now, before it has arrived.

No medical professional should be forced to choose which patient deserves treatment over another due to limited supply. No medical professional should be forced to sacrifice their safety, health, and life every day at work for the sake of their patients. Doctors, nurses, patient care technicians, hospital cleaning/disinfectant staff, hospital administrators, registration staff, pharmacists and their technicians... they are keeping this city and this state alive. They and they alone can make it stop. They are scared, sick, even dying - and they are fighting for the rest of us. The rest of us are forever indebted to them, and should be willing to do what we can to help. We are not only helping the sick and dying - we are helping medical professionals stay safe so they can continue to fight not only COVID-19, but also any other affliction or illness you or I may encounter in the years to come.

The federal government needs to step up and hand over the supplies they have to assist medical professionals in treating this monstrous virus. More companies need to step up and switch up their manufacturing processes to make more supplies to protect our medical professionals on the front lines. And people need to take this seriously. Stay home if you can. Only go out for necessities. Limit your trips. If you can’t stay home, stay away from other people. Wash your hands. Cover your coughs and sneezes. If you are feeling ill, self-isolate. Call your doctor if you are experiencing symptoms - do not head to this hospital without making them aware that you are coming.

Do not be selfish. Your urge for takeout is not more valuable than the life of the person behind the counter. I’ve heard time and time again - especially from fellow New Yorkers - that many would give anything to have two weeks off from work to finish house projects, read some books, catch up on television shows, do some gardening, bake from scratch, organize the garage, go through closets... unencumbered by the threat of work responsibilities looming overhead. You are being given this time now. You are being asked to take the time you have always wanted to sit back, relax, and do whatever you please from the comfortable confines of your own home. Take this time for yourself - not only for yourself, but for the benefit of the global community. Stay home. We can win this thing if everyone does their part.

The sooner we do this together, the sooner we can all go back to normal. The sooner we take a statewide and global united stance against the novel coronavirus, the sooner the medical community can get a grasp on its spread, and the sooner we can go back to work, and to restaurants, and on vacation. What a day it will be when that time finally comes. Until then - do your part.

We are all in this together. Globally and here in my home state of New York, the world’s newest epicenter of the novel coronavirus, we are all in this together. The only way out is through, and the only way through is together.

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theno1noahpuckerman · 4 years

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Jeck-Jess-x-Puck

Tagging: Noah Puckerman x Jessica Martin

Where: Puck and Jess’s room.

contents: Puck’s first arrival into the island, just Random Jess and Puck bonding times

Puck:

Puck paced around the living area his nerves were on the fritz, he was anxious, he felt a little nauseous being in a strange place, not knowing if his sister was okay not knowing if he was going to see her again and trying to figure out what had happened from the time he walked out of his apartment and into this world. Was this that one place with that goat man and the snow bitch. He sure hoped not eternal winter would seem annoying. He just about jumped when he heard someone stirring. "Shit, who are you?" He asked the woman hoping this time she would actually answer him this time.May 4, 2020

Jess:

Today the former rock star dawned blue hair; head cocked to the side as she took a long drag from her cigarette. "Jessica Martin, also known as Jess Diabolus, Princess of Darkness leader singer of the group Female Antichrist. A feminist alt rock band with a satanic flavor. Part time Scream Queen, been in a couple B movies. But now I am a switch, and have no idea what my live entails. " another drag of the cigarette as she yawned. "And you sir????"

Puck:

Puck blinked. "Okay...well your majesty, Princess of darkness perhaps you care to tell me where I am? if this is hell are you the one whose gonna torture me for eternity then I am very much okay with this. Noah Puckerman. Switch I guess, Busser and future action movie star and #1 badass." He claimed.

Jess:

"Ohhh I like that. Your Majesty, maybe I should have people call me that instead of Miss Martin. That was totally my Mom." smoke plumed from her lips, as she leaned back into her chair. "I don't think think this is hell." she giggled a little bit at the flirtatious comment, playfully her tongue stuck out. "And I only torture with consent lovely. But I promise, it is a good time for all." long fake eyelashes fluttered in his direction as she snuffed out her cigarette out. "From what I gather this is a pocket dimension; seperate from our world. The how and why of that, I am not sure. still working on those calculations.....And while I may not be your torturer as of yet, I am your roommate. So, shall we drink some champange ....get to know each other?"

Puck

Puck raised a brow. "Oh? so you want me to call you 'You Majesty or Miss Martin then?' He wondered and laughed. "Well how do I know I'm not? but I guess whatever this is could be worse. " He said "Whoa well do we at least get a Tardis? Then this would be worth it." He claimed and he chuckled. "That's good to know maybe i'll take you up on that one of these days." He winked at her and he nodded. "Alright sure I can use one, thank you and hopefully you can tell me more about this place. deal?" He suggested.

Jess:

"You my good Pucky, are allowed to call me Jess, or J. For now anyway." Laughter tumbled from her lips, as she got up and and got two glasses. She poured them both glasses, before sitting back down. "Doctor Who fan? I might be myself.....I'm a sucker for a time travel." she offered him his glass. "I don't know much. Spent my first week here drunk. Hit on seriously everyone with a pulse. Mega embarassing. But what I have so far is we were transported into this pocket dimension. It has a mix between an authoritian and bondage and domination rule? Also like add a splash of Orwellian nightmare......That is totally what we are living in right now. The rest we're gonna have to figure out together.

Jess:

There was a pout on the glittered up satanic bombshells face. "I cant decide what bikini to weeeaarrr....." she held up to glasses of whiskey. "Help me?"

Puck:

Puck laughed. "Yeah sure, I'll help Jess." He told her as he walked over to her and took one of the glasses. "Alright, show me the options, beautiful." He prompted with a nod to her room. "Or did you want me to wait out here, put on a bit of a show for me?" He asked with a wink.

Jess:

She smiled as her head cocked to the side. Noah really was growing to be one of her favorite people. Glitter painted lips took a sip of her glass. Easily she slipped into a pose and smiled. "Do you wanna show big boy? Cause I can give you a show." she teased back, giving him a gentle nudge towards the couch.

Puck:

Puck looked over at her before moving to sit on the couch. He laughed. "Is that not what I said but come on you asked for my opinion and as an ex poolboy I might just have a good eye for swim wear now, come on, Jess."

Jess:

She popped into her room, head popped out for a moment. "Oh your in for it!" in a little bit she popped out in a neon blue string bikinni. With a bounce in her step as she strutted into the room. Body still decorated with glitter, and still dripped with her regular diamond necklaces. the ones she hadn't taken off since she bought them with her first check the band made. she was happy she hadn't left them at home. As for the bikini , t was certianly revealing albiet rather plane. "This is like an old faithful...Shows a lot of skin...but I feel like it has no umph....I mean I have my jewerly and the glitter.....but I feel like I should be head to two umph you know?" she did a little spin and a bounce.

Puck:

Puck tilted his head and smirked. "Oh is that right?" He laughed and gave her a once over when she walked out well maybe it's good. You don't want to distract from what you already have, beautiful but turn around and smirked as she bounced. "You know what? I like it."

Jess:

Laughter tumbled from her lips as she bounced next to him. She leaned against him, her head on his shoulder and sighed. "Thanks for putting up with my eccentricities.... You are a good egg."

Puck:

Puck shook his head. "It's fine, Jess I could have ended up with a worst Roommate. You aren't so bad and thanks for calling me an egg."He teased. "But honestly I think you'll be fine. I can't wait for this party it'll be nice make a few friends here besides you and guess me and Sebastian are friends" He said thoughtfully. "Or I guess drinking buddies don't know if that counts. " He smirked.

Jess:

"Ugh, same. I finally feel like Im getting into a groove here. Like people are finally starting to see me. Not me being somebody's ex girlfriend." she smiled as she got up and began to peel off the bathing suit. "Okay I have at least one more I want you to see." she popped back into her room. Only to come back in a crystal studded bikini. "Too much? And also tell me about this Sébastian...."

Puck:

Puck nodded his understanding at that. "Oh I get that, glad they are seeing you I mean how can people not see you. of course, I sort of aways grooved to my own tune. " He nodded as he watched her leaving admiring her back side and smiled when she walked out. "No I like that one, it's awesome and Sebastian? you never met him before? Well dudes pretty cool bought me tacos my first night" He smiled at her.

Jess:

She flopped down next to him again, now that her wardrobe has been decided. His kind words brought a smile to her face, and she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Im glad your my roommate. No I haven't. I upset him a lil bit in chat though. Cause i said cum cow...." she snuggled up against him.May 10, 2020

Puck:

"Well likewise, your royal Darkyness." He snorted as he heard what she said. "A cum cow?Okay that is that best thing I've heard." Puck wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "So how is that bakery of yours coming along?"May 11, 2020

Jess:

Laughter tumbled from her lips, as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Right? I didnt think it was that bad.. " she smiled as she looked up at him. "If i work two jobs for a month... And save up capital..theyll let me open it. How exciting is that?"

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Jess:

Jess had cooked several batches of brookies upon request of the residents. It amazed her they never had the concotion before. It was a personal favorite of hers. Brght pink hair was wrapped up in a messy but and she was wearing an over sized t-shirt that said ' Antichrist Super Star'. With a bottle of cheap champange in one hand, and brookies in the other she made her way into his room. With a small smile, she placed her goodies next to the bed. "Are you ready for the supreme cuddle monster?" @Mega(Tanner, Spice Motta)

Puck:

Puck was unsure how to take Shane being here but for now Jess had offered him sweets. He laughed as he took in her wardrobe. "Hm, I like it." He nodded. "Yeah I'm more then ready for the cuddle monster. He took one of the treats and you know if you still need money for that bakery of yours maybe I'll put in a little donation.

Jess:

She wasn't wearing make up, after all she was just laying in the other room. Most people she wouldn't allow to see her like this. But, Puck was different. When he said she liked it, she smiled and posed. Once she finished posing, she climbed into the bed with him. Arms wrapped around him from behind, and she leaned her chin on his shoulder. "I'm big spoon." she giggled sweetly.May 12, 2020

Puck:

Puck followed her into the room and moved to lay down next to her with a bit of sigh. He let her hug him and sighed. "Thank you, Love." He laughed as he relaxed at the feeling of the girls arms around him. "I really did need this, so my sister, huh? So weird huh?" He shook his head as he let out a breathe he felt he had been holding in all day but there was still a knot in his stomach.

Jess:

"It's no problem. It's what I'm here for." She pulled him closer, tighter. Gently she placed a soft kiss against his cheek. "Yeah. But that is the thing about living in a pocket dimension sweetness. She could be your sister from another dimension, or another time line. We have no idea. The mutilverse is quite large..." acrlyic nails began to run up and down his arm gently. "Even so, it's alot to deal with I know."May 17, 2020

Puck:

Puck shook his head with a laugh. "Well, I guess I got lucky I was given you as a roommate, Jessicakes." He frowned a little. "Not sure if it makes it any better but she did know my dad's name so maybe but it certainly is kinda getting a bit crowded here, isn't it?" He replied and closed his eyes enjoying her touch. "But I'm not even really mad at her it's just never really tried to think about my dad's 'other family'. So it's weird being stuck on an island with one of them." He told her.Message #jeck-jess-and-puck

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