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⚣ Jealousy Is A Disease 🟢

⚣🟢 Summary → Y/N's knows he's got a little heat brewing between him and Superman, but something is going to get in the way of that. He should've known better than to have entered into any sort of arrangement with Hal Jordan. Not only was the man super cocky and sarcastic, but he was literally green with envy.

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The Watchtower had been relatively quiet.

Y/N had been talking with Clark about some matters related to supervillains' plots, potential recruits, and a bunch of other mumbo jumbo that he wasn't really paying attention to because he was too busy eyeing the Kryptonian's body. The Omega knew his heat was getting close and that he would probably have to take some time off soon to deal with it.

But, it didn't stop him from imagining Clark's large and muscled body over his while they rutted against each other all sweaty and hot and-

"Y/N? You ok there?" Clark's voice interrupted his thoughts, the Omega blushing when he saw the look on the man's face. He had noticed his staring and it had probably led him to realize the nature of his thoughts.

The Kryptonian had a knowing smirk on his face, though. He'd been more or less aware of the Omega's attraction towards him, and it definitely wasn't one-sided. Clark may not have been an Alpha by nature of his Kryptonian biology, but it didn't mean he didn't consider himself to be one in many aspects. He certainly had the physique of one, and he did have a few...kinks that came with the territory.

"I-I'm sorry, I got a little distracted." Y/N chuckled nervously, feeling his cheeks heating up. He didn't know how the Kryptonian would react to his blatant display of lust, but he didn't think it would be bad. Clark was always so nice to him and he had a good sense of humor. Plus, the Omega really wanted to know what was under those suits.

"Don't worry about it. You know I get distracted too sometimes." The Kryptonian smiled, his eyes lingering on Y/N's flushed face before traveling down the length of his body. The Omega suit was one for the books, the tight-fitting material leaving nothing to the imagination. Y/N looked damn good, and he knew it.

"So, uh, what were we talking about again?" Y/N asked, clearing his throat.

While the two continued their little flirtatious and flustered dialogue, neither of them was aware of the presence watching them through the door, his eyes under his green mask narrowing in anger and jealousy.

Later that night, Y/N was getting ready to head home. His heat was coming closer and closer, and he knew he had to spend his next few days in his apartment and away from everyone.

As the Omega neared the Zeta Gateway that would take him back to the Hall of Justice, his arm was suddenly snatched and he was pulled into an empty room. Y/N was ready to fight whoever it was, but a familiar scent invaded his senses.

"Hey there, sexy. Missed me?" Green Lantern smirked as he looked down at the Omega's shocked face.

"Hal! What the hell are you doing?" Y/N whispered. "Someone might see us!"

"I was just thinking that maybe we could have a little fun before you go home. It's not like anyone's gonna come here at this hour." Hal said as he moved closer to Y/N, backing him toward the wall.

"I have to go. My heat's coming up." The Omega said, stopping him before he could make any more moves.

"You always say that. And then we end up fucking anyway."

"Not this time. I need to rest. It's going to be a very intense one." Y/N tried to reason, but the Alpha wasn't having it.

"C'mon, baby. Just one more time." Hal whispered in his ear, his breath sending shivers down Y/N's spine. "Let me have a taste."

The Alpha leaned forward and began kissing and biting Y/N's neck, his hands moving to grip his waist. The Omega could feel his arousal getting excited at the stimulation, but he had to stay strong. He knew his body would crave an Alpha's touch during his heat, and there was a certain blue and red-wearing superhero that he was more interested in.

"H-Hal, no! Stop!" Y/N said, pushing him away. "No more of this. I'm not gonna let you fuck me anymore, understand?"

"What the hell's gotten into you?" The Alpha growled. "You're always begging for it, and now you're pushing me away?"

"Yeah, well, things change." Y/N sighed, moving to leave the room. "Just stay away from me."

"Who is it, huh?" Hal asked, blocking his way.

"It's not like that," Y/N said, knowing full well he was lying through his teeth, "It's just that I think we should keep things strictly professional from now on."

"Bullshit. You weren't concerned about keeping things professional all the times I fingered you during meetings. Or all the times you sucked me off in the training room."

"Hal, I–"

"Did you care about professionalism when I fucked your tight little cunt while Batman was right outside that door? Or when you rode my dick in the showers? Huh?" Hal said, his voice raising a bit.

"Quit it, Hal. You're being rid–"

"Or all the close calls we had when I knotted you without a condom, and you thought you were gonna get pregnant? I bet you were hoping for it, weren't you?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Y/N shouted, his patience running thin. "I don't have time for your bullshit, Jordan. Now, move."

"Oh, now you're giving me orders? Is that how it is?" Hal growled, his own Alpha pheromones responding.

"Will you please shut the fuck up?!" Y/N growled, his scent turning sour. He couldn't believe the nerve of this man!

"No, you shut the fuck up! You're acting like a whore who's too good for me." Hal growled, his scent becoming heavier with the stench of anger.

"A whore, huh? I'm a whore for letting you fuck me whenever you wanted, and now I'm a whore for wanting to stop the fuck-fest, is that it? You're the one who wanted this, remember? You're the one who was all up on me in the first place, so don't play the victim."

"You're such a fucking tease. You act like a slut and then you expect me to leave you alone?"

"Yeah, and I'm also an Omega who could easily have an Alpha whenever I want. Don't forget that."

Hal clearly didn't like the mention of that. He was an Alpha, Air Force pilot and a Green Lantern. He wasn't supposed to be a side dish.

"I'm not someone you can fuck whenever you're bored, Y/N." The Alpha growled, his scent spiking.

"Well, guess what, Jordan, I'm not your toy either. We both had our fun, but I'm done with this. I don't want you anymore, and I certainly don't need you. So, move."

Before Y/N could move an inch, Hal lunged at him, tackling him to the conference table in the middle of the room. The two of them started wrestling and fighting, the Omega's pheromones spiking as he did his best to keep his body in check while trying to get the upper hand.

The fight didn't last long, though.

Y/N was soon pinned underneath the Alpha, his wrists in a tight grip above his head. Hal's free hand was holding his chin, forcing him to look at him.

"I can't believe you'd say something like that to me. After everything we've been through." The Alpha said, his voice low.

"Let go of me." Y/N struggled, trying to get out of the Alpha's hold.

"Not until you admit that you want me. That you're mine."

"In your dreams, Jordan. I don't belong to you. I'm not some prize that you can claim."

"I can do whatever I want. I'm an Alpha and I'm Green Lantern," Hal smirked, his grip on Y/N's wrists tightening as he rubbed the hard-on throbbing under his suit against the weaker male, "And you're an Omega. My Omega. You're gonna submit."

"You're not my Alpha, and you may be Green Lantern, but you'll never be Superman," Y/N said, ignoring the pleasurable tingles running through his body from the Alpha grinding against him while sporting his spiteful little smirk at the Alpha, "You'll never be him."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hal questioned with a growl.

"I know you're jealous of him, Hal. You put on this cocky, self-assured facade, but deep down, you hate that Superman is everything you wish you could be. He's not even technically an Alpha and yet, everyone respects him. Everyone trusts him. He's the perfect hero, and you're not."

"You're wrong."

Y/N could see he was hitting some nerves, and despite the warnings in his head telling him to stop, he couldn't, "Am I? So why is it that every time he's near me, you're always watching me? Always trying to get my attention. You're always trying to assert your dominance as if that's going to make me want you more."

"Stop talking," Hal ordered, not even realizing how he was slowly grinding his hard erection against the Omega's slick dripping heat, the friction from their uniforms making it all the more pleasurable.

"You're always going on and on about how you're an Alpha and Superman's not, and yet, he's the first person who comes to mind when anyone thinks of a traditional or a perfect Alpha."

"That's enough."

"And what does that say about you, Hal?"

"Shut the fuck up!" The Alpha roared, his scent becoming suffocating as he tightened his hold on Y/N's wrists, his hips rutting faster and harder against the Omega's crotch.

"You're a disgrace to the Green Lantern Corps, Hal. And you're a disgrace to the Air Force." Y/N continued, his eyes blazing with a mix of fury and lust as he stared at the Alpha above him.

"That's not true," Hal said, his voice faltering slightly.

"Is it? Because the way I see it, you're nothing more than a second-rate Green Lantern, a third-rate Alpha, and a fifth-rate superhero," The Omega ended, a venom to his words as he tauntingly smiled at the Alpha rutting against his body, his scent sweetening as his orgasm arrived already due to the increasingly sensitive state of his body from his heat approaching.

"SHUT UP!"

Hal lost control, his instincts taking over as he ripped the fabric of Y/N's suit. He couldn't stand the disrespect and the insults, and he needed to make the Omega eat his words. He needed to show he was better than the Kryptonian. He had to himself as the stronger Alpha, as the only Alpha.

He needed to prove that he was the best.

Y/N's moans were music to his ears, his slick coating his fingers as he pushed two digits inside the smaller male's tight cunt, the Alpha growling in arousal as the warmth wrapped around him. The Omega had to grip the edges of the table that he could reach to keep himself steady as his body rocked with overwhelming stimulation from Hal's fingers entering him so roughly while he was still in the middle of his first orgasm.

"A-ah, fuck ... ! H-Hal, stop.." Y/N moaned, his legs shaking as his walls fluttered around the Alpha's fingers.

His hand was around the Omega's throat, squeezing tightly as he forced him to look at him, "Don't you ever say those things to me again. Do you hear me? I'm not a failure. I'm not a failure."

"You are...a failure." Y/N choked out, his eyes watering.

At this point, the Omega had slowly given into his body's most primal desires, his mindset slowly slipping into that of a sex-crazed, needy little shit who just wanted to get fucked and knotted, thanks to his heat.

The Alpha snarled at the insult, his fingers thrusting deeper and harder. His thumb rubbed circles around the Omega's nub, the bundle of nerves sending jolts of pleasure up the smaller male's body. His focus had become solely on proving himself. He needed to show the Omega who was in charge.

"Stop saying that! Stop it! You're lying!" Hal growled, his pace quickening.

"Y-you're a f-failure. You'll...never be Superman," Y/N panted, his mind growing clouded. "You'll never b-be my A-Alpha."

"I'll be your Alpha. I'll be better than him. Better than any of them."

Within just another few minutes, The Alpha pulled another mind-shattering orgasm from the Omega, his scent heavy and intoxicating. He pulled out his fingers, licking his lips as he watched the mixed slick and cum dripping from them. He moved his hand up to the Omega's mouth, smearing the wetness across his lips.

"Suck them."

"No..." Y/N whimpered, his eyes fluttering closed.

"Do it. Now." Hal demanded, his grip on the Omega's neck tightening.

The squeeze against the smaller male's neck had his mouth opening with a quiet yelp in reflex, allowing the Alpha's fingers to enter. The taste was sweet and salty, and the Alpha couldn't help but growl in arousal as he watched the Omega suck his digits clean.

"That's it, baby. Get them nice and clean. You like the taste of your body, don't you?"

Once the Alpha had pulled his fingers out, the Omega's eyes were glazed over. His scent was so strong and thick, and it was almost enough to make the Alpha's knees weak. He wasn't done yet, though. He still needed to show no one was better than him.

Especially not Superman.

Hal ripped the front of his Green Lantern uniform open (it was okay, it magically came on and off anyway), exposing his toned chest and abs. His cock sprung free, already leaking precum. He positioned himself at the Omega's entrance, his tip rubbing against the wet entrance.

"Look at me." The Alpha growled, grabbing the Omega's chin.

Y/N's gaze was half-lidded, his pupils blown wide. His skin was flushed and his breathing was heavy. He could feel the Alpha's cock throbbing against him, the tip catching on his rim every so often.

"Still think I'm a failure? Still think I'm not good enough?" Hal growled.

"You're not..."

Y/N cried out as the Alpha entered him roughly, the sudden intrusion making him clench around the thick shaft. His body was overly sensitive, and the feeling of being filled was almost too much. He couldn't stop his hips from rolling forward, his thighs shaking.

"Oh, God...!"

"Doesn't seem like I'm a failure, does it?"

"Fuck...Hal, please, I can't take it.." Y/N begged, his body trembling.

"No, you'll take it. You'll take every inch of me." The Alpha growled, his hands gripping the Omega's waist as he began thrusting in and out, his pace fast and rough.

"No, please, Hal...stop, I can't...!"

"You can, and you will."

Hal's fingers dug into Y/N's sides, his thrusts growing faster and harder. His eyes were trained on the Omega's face, taking in the sight of his tear-stained cheeks and the drool dripping from his lips. The scent coming from the smaller male was so sweet and tempting, the Alpha's nostrils flaring as he breathed it in.

"Fuck, you're always so tight. Such a good little Omega for me."

"N-no, I'm not...I'm not..."

"Yes, you are. You're mine. My Omega."

The Alpha leaned forward, his teeth grazing the Omega's neck. He could feel the smaller male's pulse-quickening, his body shivering as the Alpha's warm breath ghosted across his skin.

"You're mine, Y/N. No one else's."

"H-Hal..."

"You're gonna be my mate, and you're gonna carry my seed and give me my first kid. I deserve it. I'm a better Alpha than any of them."

"N-nh ... ah ... n-no."

"Yes, you will. I'll fill you up with my cum, and I'll make sure it takes."

Hal leaned down over the Omega's body, his front pressing against the smaller male's chest as he continued his relentless assault on his cunt. His thrusts were deep and hard, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the air.

"Mine...mine...mine." The Alpha growled, his lips ghosting over the Omega's jaw and neck.

"H-Hal, please...it h-hurts." Y/N choked out, tears rolling down his cheeks as his hands clawed at the Alpha's wrist.

"Yeah, that's right. Beg. Who's a third-rate Alpha now, huh? Who's a failure now, Y/N?" Hal snarled while nipping the Omega's jaw and neck, the sound of the conference table creaking and groaning under their weight.

Y/N had already been through his third climax at this point, his body overstimulated and sore all over from the Alpha's rough treatment. He couldn't think straight, his mind overwhelmed by the pleasure and pain coursing through him.

"H-Hal, no, s-stop, p-plea–"

The Omega's cries were cut off by the Alpha's hand wrapping around his throat, squeezing tightly.

"Shut the fuck up. I'll let you breathe and talk when you're ready to admit who you belong to. Not before."

"H-Hal..."

The Alpha's hips were slamming into the Omega's, the sound of their bodies coming together echoing throughout the room. His knot was swelling, his thrusts growing more and more erratic.

Hal had never fucked him so brutally before, landing a harsh slap on the side of his bottom every so often while squeezing his neck even tighter. His insides felt like they were on fire, his walls clenching and throbbing around the Alpha's length.

"All that talk earlier and now look at you, crying and begging for me to stop. What happened to you thinking I'm a failure, huh? Did you change your mind?"

"I-I d-didn't. Y-you're a f-failure." Y/N managed to choke out despite his oxygen-deprived brain.

The Alpha's thrusts grew even harder, his knot catching on the Omega's rim every so often. He was close, his cock pulsating and throbbing inside the smaller male. He leaned up to stare the smaller male in the face, preparing to breed the smart-mouth brat while glaring at him through his mask.

"I can't wait to see Superman's face when you're round with my kid, knowing that you'll be mine and no one else's. And it'd better be a boy and an Alpha, or we'll be right back where we started," Hal growled, his grip on the Omega's throat tightening once more.

He continued hammering away at the Omega's heat, getting closer and closer to his end while Y/N approached his fourth, "Hope you weren't planning on having that weak Kryptonian with you during your heat. Because I'm gonna fuck you until you're pregnant, and then you're not gonna leave my side until I know you're carrying my child."

"P-perv..." Y/N weakly muttered, the Alpha's thrusts hitting his sweet spot repeatedly as he was forced to look into the Alpha's mask.

"Say what you want, but you know you're mine. And don't think I'm not going to punish you for those words earlier. I'll have you gagged and tied to the bed until you're carrying my kid. No protection this time."

Despite the lack of air in his lungs, Y/N, through the cloggy fog of his sex-muddled brain managed to mutter out one more thing before meeting his fate on the Green Lantern's knot, "I'd rather have Superman's kid than your failure spawn."

And just like that, Hal's grip on his throat tightened and his knot swelled and caught inside the Omega's hot cavern, his cock releasing his hot load while he growled, "That's it. You're gonna get it now."

Hal's knot kept his cum from spilling out of the Omega's throbbing walls, his grip tightening even more around the Omega's neck as he choked the life out of the smaller male.

The seething anger across Hal's face as he bred the Omega with his cum while he struggled to breathe was the last thing Y/N saw before blacking out.

While Y/N slipped into unconsciousness, Hal got the eerie feeling he was being watched, turning to see a trail of a familiar red cape through the small window in the door.

Superman.

The Alpha felt a sense of accomplishment and superiority, smirking as his hand squeezed the Omega's neck and the other ran down his body, settling at the base of his stomach, "Don't worry, Y/N, I'll take care of you. I'll prove to you who's the best Alpha. Just you wait."

When his knot finally deflated, Hal pulled out his limp cock from the Omega's sloppy hole. He watched as his cum spilled out of the smaller male's pink and puffy cunt, his fingers scooping some up. He pushed it back inside, his smirk growing wider.

He re-formed his entire suit while doing his best to cover him before slinging his unconscious form over his shoulder, making his way out of the room and the Hall. He was going to have his Omega, whether he liked it or not.

He was going to breed him and make him bear his child, and no one was going to stop him.

Hal had been walking for a few minutes when a large gust of wind nearly knocked him over, Superman standing before him, his expression unreadable, "What the hell do you want, Kryptonian?"

"Give him to me."

"No."

"That wasn't a request, Jordan," Clark growled, his eyes narrowing, "Give him to me."

"I don't think so. I'm the only Alpha here, and I'm going to take him back home. I'll show him that I'm the better man. And there's nothing you can do but accept it," Hal said, a hint of smugness in his voice.

"Like hell, I am," Clark said, his eyes glowing red.

Hal barely had time to react before the Omega was ripped from his shoulder and cradled in Superman's arms, "What the hell?! Get your hands off him, you bastard!"

"I'm not the bastard, Hal. That title goes to you," Clark growled, his tone cold, "Now, stay away from Y/N. If I find out you've touched him again, I'll personally deliver your ring back to Oa myself. Got it?"

The Green Lantern was left speechless, watching as the Kryptonian flew off with the Omega. He was pissed, and he knew he had to get him back. He wouldn't let Superman steal what was rightfully his.

"Alright, then. Round three it is, fly-boy."

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prismuffin · 11 months

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Masterlist 2:

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How Peter Parker and Steve Rogers react to their crush asking to play with their hair

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Miles Morales and Hobie Brown (separate) reacting to male!Reader with brain issues Miles Morales and Hobie Brown (separate) reacting to male!Reader getting a good grade on an exam

Pavitr Prabhakar and german!male!Reader bonding by learning about each other's cultures

SpiderTeens reacting to gn reader adopting them all

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Mission: Impossible:

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Valorant:

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Connor helping male!trans!reader with testosterone shots Connor helping gn!Reader calm down from a panic attack Connor with a s/o who's a maladaptive daydreamer Connor with an insomniac s/o Connor with a s/o who's a wild/active sleeper

Our Life Beginnings & Always:

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John Price dealing with being a sleep talker

Konig reacting to short!male!Reader climbing him like a tree to see something Konig reacting to short!male!Reader being on his shoulders^^Part 2

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Conner Kent accidentally using X-ray vision on trans!male reader

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Jason Todd reacting to male reader falling asleep on him Jason Todd reacting to a gn reader who can't swim Injured!Jason Todd waking up to Reader in his hospital room

Damian Wayne with a child!brother!Reader Damian Wayne being caught wearing his guy crushes hoodie

Dick Grayson reacting to a very cuddly male reader Dick Grayson waking up his cuddly guy crush Dick Grayson reacting to a sad!male!Reader needing cuddles

Hal Jordan's (Green Lantern) reaction to reader having a lot of lantern rings Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) x recovering!male!Readers Hal Jordan reacting to being bitten by masc!alien!Reader

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Tim Drake reacting to guy crush reader accidentally cuddling him Tim Drake reacting to Rogue!Reader flustering him Tim Drake with a caring and patient boyfriend Tim Drake with a boyfriend who's very physically affectionate

How Superman, Batman, Hal Jordan, The Flash, and John Constantine react to someone handing them the unconscious reader out of the blue How Batman and Superman reacting to their long-term partner being their worst enemy

How Wally West, John Constantine, Hal Jordan, Dick Grayson, and Conner Kent react to falling asleep on their crush (male reader) How Wally West, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, and Conner Kent taking care of their drunk guy crush How Dick Grayson, Wally West, Tim Drake and Conner Kent react to playing seven minutes in heaven with their guy crush How Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, and John Constantine react to their crush asking to play with their hair How Tim Drake and Damian Wayne react to their crush randomly asking them out in the middle of a conversation (seperate)

How Justice League boys react to empathic color!alien reader turning pink around them How Justice League boys react to male!Reader being turned into a cat How the Young Justice League reacts to a male!Reader with an Eating Disorder

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anashins · 2 years

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heyy love your stories!!

Could I request for a jealous jaehyun X reader when they go out on a date and he gets kinda pissed hehe 🥹

Pairing: Jaehyun x You

Genre: fluff, suggestive

Word Count: 1k

“Can you please stop walking so fast?”

You had trouble falling into Jaehyun’s step as whenever you seemed to catch up with him, he started walking even faster, almost running. He always did this when he was pissed, you just didn’t know what you had done this time to ruin his mood.

“Please, Jaehyun, stop!”

You had gone out to have dinner at the restaurant where he had taken you out on your first date as today was your anniversary, but ever since you had gotten served the dessert, Jaehyun rarely spoke a word and cut the time at the venue short. He had paid almost immediately after leading the last spoon of tiramisu to his lips, and you had been forced to leave with him right away.

As he didn’t intend to slow down, you quickly grew impatient and kind of pissed, too. All love for him aside, what you hated the most was when he just walked away without talking to you about his problems and feelings. So you ran up to him and grabbed him by his arm right in front of your car.

Blocking his way to the driver’s door, the keys already dangling in Jaehyun’s hand, you snapped at him, “Why won’t you talk to me? What did I do, hm? Didn’t we agree on resolving every problem right away if possible? Why are you behaving this childishly?”

You could barely read his facial expression in the dim light of the street lantern, the only source of light this late in the evening. But by the way his fingers tensed and curled, then relaxed, repeatedly, you knew that he was preparing the right words, and you wondered what was about to come.

“I hate it,” Jaehyun then pressed through gritted teeth, dropping his head.

You cocked a brow in confusion. “You hate what?”

“That dress. On you.”

You looked down on yourself, wearing an emerald green, silky slip dress with a waterfall neckline that was, admittedly, very revealing, but that you had - just in case - secured with tape on your cleavage. It wasn’t even overly cut short, but the slit on the right side ran to the midst of your thigh, leaving much room for imagination. You loved the dress, because it enhanced your sexy side without being too daring for you. And you loved it because it was an anniversary gift. From Jaehyun.

“Stop talking nonsense, didn’t you just give it to me earlier today and even insisted on me wearing it tonight? I think it kind of fits me well. If it didn’t suit me, you would have needed to tell me earlier so that I could change.”

“No, it’s not that!” Jaehyun eagerly shook his head, and it made him change his position so that his face was now lightened up a bit.

You didn’t see the same, pissed expression from earlier anymore, but kind of embarrassment, a tint of pink on his cheeks and also shyness. You were even more confused.

“I don’t understand…”

“The way they looked at you… I couldn’t stand it anymore.”

“They? Who?”

“The waiters!” he blurted. “The other men at the restaurant, and also the women… the people that just passed by. I couldn’t stand the way they looked at you. The same way that I look at you.”

Slowly, the frowns on your forehead got replaced by raised brows, then a smile took over. You now understood completely. Jaehyun was jealous, and he didn’t know how to handle this unfamiliar feeling.

If only he knew that it was something you dealt with every day. The way Jaehyun always drew attention to him whenever he went, whatever he wore or even did just by his handsome looks and his entire aura. This was something you had had to come to terms with very early in the relationship, and not only once a year when he wore something special. So you knew what you had to do to calm him down.

You nearly chuckled, you found it so cute. “Hey.” You put your arms around his neck, pulling him close to you so that you had to get on your tiptoes to face him eye-to-eye. “I didn’t notice any of them. Always, my eyes are on you only.” Jaehyun’s hand rested on your waist, and you dared to go even further by saying, “At the end of the day, none of them get to see what’s underneath the dress. But you do. You’re the only one who knows what’s underneath it.”

You could clearly see his eyes now, and suddenly, the jealousy and every other confusing feeling that came along with it were gone, and out came the Jaehyun you knew - confident and comfortable - just by the gaze he dedicated to you at this moment.

“Then let’s go home and let me see it,” he suggested, and his lips were suddenly on your neck, nibbling tenderly on the soft flesh. “All of it.”

This time, you chuckled for real, and it quickly almost seamlessly transitioned into a suppressed moan when his fingers grazed along your thigh, passing by the upper end of the slit and resting where no other eyes had ever gotten a glimpse of.

Your back pressed into the curve of the car as you stumbled backwards, and Jaehyun’s head came up to cover your mouth with his, his tongue passing by yours instantly. From the way he kissed you, passionately and with much demand, you realized that you had been wrong,

He was still jealous. But that might not be a big problem for you at all as you weren’t sure you would make it home on time when Jaehyun opened the driver’s door and pushed you inside.

Perhaps, you should wear that dress more often.

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This was pleasantly fun to write, thanks for requesting :)

#jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun x you #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct x you #nct x reader #kpop imagines #kpop x you

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deadpoolcom · 2 months

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DISCLAIMER!: THIS IS MY OWN WORK FROM A DIFFRENT ACCOUNT. I HAVE ALREADY STATED THAT I HAVE LOST MY OLD ACCOUNT, SOME OF THE OLD ACCOUNT'S WORK WILL BE POSTED HERE, IF YOU WISH TO SEE MY OLD ACCOUNT/ SOME WORM FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT HERES THE USER: Spidercom

ATTENTION EVERYONE !!! MY ASKS ARE OPEN AND HERES SOMETHINGS ILL BE POSTING OR WRITING FOR!

For the character x reader sadly I’m only doing M/N and characters I’ll allow the characters to be female but I probably won’t write for them without a request to.

Mind that i write M/N X (INSERT MALE CHARACTER) females please dni bc I feel uncomfortable with females reading and interacting with my stuff that’s specifically made for the pleasure for male people who can’t rlly find m/n x a male character so-(sorry if it makes little to no sense bc my eng isn’t rlly gud-)

I will Most def make some fluff/sfw fics.

I will do nsfw but if the character you request for is under 18 then I will NOT write for them.

Here’s some characters I will write nsfw/sfw for M/N x male character below

MARVEL

TONY STARK

STEVE ROGERS

CLINT BARTON

PETER QUILL

CLINT BARTON

WADE WILSON

MATT MURDOK

MILES MORALES

PAVITR (

MIGUEL OHARA

PETER B PARKER

PETER PARKER (any ver especially spider-Noir bc hes my fav)

LOKI LAUFEYSON

THOR ODINSON

BEN RILEY

HOBART BROWN (spider punk)

SAM WILSONSTEPHN STRANGE

SCOTT LANG

BUCKY BARNES

VISION

BRUCE WAYNE

CLARK KENT

HAL JORDAN (green lantern)

MARTIN MAN HUNTER (I fr forgot his actual name 😭)

Tmnt/rottmnt

LEONARDO HAMATO

DONATELLO HAMATO

RAPHEAL HAMATO

MICHEALANGELO HAMATO

HAMATO YOSHI

OROKU SAKI

BE-BOP

ROCKSTEADY

DOG POUND (Both ver)

CASEY JONES

LEATHER HEAD

ALSO!!! I WRITE FOR OTHER FANDOMS TOO!!

#wade wilson x male reader #x male reader smut #x male reader #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #marvel x male reader smut #fluff

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 4 months

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Say It Right

by flashsnikes Barry Allen's life was never simple, but he had most of his crap together. He has a great job as a forensic scientist at the CCPD, he's the fastest man alive, and he has a woman that he absolutely adores and would go to the ends of the earth to please - she doesn't know that explicitly, but hey - he's got all the time in the world, right? Speaking of time... How do you keep everything together when a teenager slams into you in the time stream, breaks your cosmic treadmill, and tells you that you're his grandpa? No better time to learn than the present...right? A Barry Allen x fem!Reader fic chock full of speed force shenanigans, desperate levels of pining, and Hal Jordan's inappropriate teasing. Words: 3956, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Flash - All Media Types, The Flash (Comics), DCU, DCU (Comics), Justice League - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Barry Allen, The Speed Force (The Flash), Bart Allen, Jay Garrick, Bruce Wayne, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Oliver Queen, Dinah Lance, Iris West, David Singh, Patty Spivot, James Forrest (DCU) Relationships: Barry Allen/Reader Additional Tags: Oblivious, Time Travel, Butterfly Effect, Speed force shenanigans, Speed Force, Family Feels, Pining, Mutual Pining, just kiss already (and have babies so bart can be born), Flashbacks, Barry Allen is The Flash, Barry Allen Needs a Hug, Hal Jordan is on Barry's hit list now - you'll see, Barry Allen is So Done, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Friends to Lovers, The Watchtower (DCU), Cosmic Treadmill makes a guest appearance, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Mild Sexual Content, Mentions of Pregnancy via https://ift.tt/VZkYlTW

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the caped crusader #gotham #dcu #dc #ao3 #ao3feed

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spidercom · 10 months

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ATTENTION EVERYONE !!! MY ASKS ARE OPEN AND HERES SOMETHINGS ILL BE POSTING OR WRITING FOR!

For the character x reader sadly I’m only doing M/N and characters I’ll allow the characters to be female but I probably won’t write for them without a request to.

I write for

Marvel

TMNT/ROTTMNT

Cleberties (Mainly for marvel bc I don’t rlly know Celebs in the dc universe and the tmnt/rottmnt verse as well.)

I will do nsfw but if the character you request for is under 18 then I will NOT write for them.

I will Most def make some fluff/sfw fics.

Mind that i write M/N X (INSERT MALE CHARACTER) females please dni bc I feel uncomfortable with females reading my stuff that’s specifically made for the pleasure for male people who can’t rlly find m/n x a male character so-(sorry if it makes little to no sense bc my eng isn’t rlly gud-)

Here’s some characters I will write nsfw/sfw for

MARVEL

M/N x male character below

STEVE ROGERS

BUCKY BARNES

SCOTT LANG

PETER QUILL

TONY STARK

SAM WILSON

CLINT BARTON

STEPHN STRANGE

THOR ODINSON

LOKI LAUFEYSON

VISON

BRUCE BANNER

MILES MORALES

MIGUEL O’HARA

PETER B PARKER

PETER PARKER(any ver of this character)

HOBART BROWN (spider punk)

PAVITR (Indian spider-man)

BRUCE WAYNE

CLARK KENT

HAL JORDAN (green lantern)

MARTIN MAN HUNTER (I fr forgot his actual name 😭)

TMNT/ROTTMNT

DONATELLO HAMATO

LEONARDO HAMATO

MICHEALANGELO HAMATO

RAPHEAL HAMATO

HAMATO YOSHI

OROKU SAKI

BE-BOP

ROCKSTEADY

CLEBS

CHRIS EVANS

CHRIS PRATT

CHRIS HEMSWORTH

SEBASTIAN STAN

ANOTHNY MACKIE

TOM HOLLAND

TOM HIDDLESTON

That’s it for right now! Bye shippers and lovers cya later!! Make sure to request for fics if ur interested!!!!!

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puresugarstick · 1 year

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Trivia about my writing

1. I write in multiple genres; Horror, Thrillers, and Dark Fantasy. If I write Horror it tends to be graphic. I can also write erotica but rarely do.

2. My writing is queer-based ( M/M) and has been since I was 15, which was when I first read the horror book Lost Souls by Poppy Z Brite which features queer relationships (mainly Nothing/Ziliah) I have also written genderqueer works in the past.

3. All my major characters are male or genderqueer(nonbinary, fluid, Bi-gendered, etc) in my works because I can not write CIS female characters.

4. My first serious attempt at a short story was when I was 14, I still have a copy of it and think it's not too shabby for a 14-year-old inexperienced writer.

5. I usually have no time frame for when a story will get finished. I have written a 4000-word short story in a single day or it can take me weeks to finish something.

6. I usually have many different writing projects going all at once which is why I suck at time management when it comes to writing.

7. I do write fan fiction and have been since I was 15. Before my writer's block, I wrote for a variety of fandoms(Batman, Green Lantern, Green Arrow, Nightwing, Vampire Chronicles, Lost Souls, Death Note, X-1999, Godchild/Cain Saga, Gravitation, Hellsing, Vampire Hunter D just to name a few. Lol)

8. Some of my influences for writing are H.P. Lovecraft, Poppy Z Brite, Edward Lee, Brian Keene, and Clive Barker.

9. I can write poetry, no you can't read it. Any poetry that appears in my works is actually written by me unless otherwise noted.

10. I can't really explain how I come up with my ideas, sometimes it's something I dreamed of, other times I hear a song, or I just have a single thought pop in my head that spawns a story. Sometimes I honestly don't know what I'm going to write until I start typing.

11. Though not true anymore, I used to watch gay porn to get ideas for some of the M/M scenes. Now I use my imagination. Go ahead and laugh.

12. Although I recently failed at my foray into existentialism I have been able to pull it off in the past. Damn me for being rusty.

13. I do take writing prompts from people, so if you have an idea drop me a message. It can be an original idea or fanfic, this includes fandoms I might be unfamiliar with(I can always research said fandom).

14. Very few people have read my original work as I guard it closely. Mainly because I don't think it's really that good.

15. While fanfics I will tag with content warnings originals I do not, it's read at your risk.

16. I have 20 years of writing sitting on two flash drives, this includes both originals and fanfics. Some are incomplete.

17. I have multiple people I soundboard with, proofreaders, and Beta readers who are all a part of the process. They make sure my writing is coherent, consistent, and readable. Angelicsinner(real name redacted lol) is all three sometimes and has known me since I was a teenager.

18. I really never wanted to be published, writing is mainly a hobby of mine. I will post some stuff online for others to enjoy though.

19. My writing has always caused strife within my family. Although my family has only read a few things I have written (and not since I was 15) they sure do have a lot of opinions about it. Most of which are negative. It perplexes me, but whatever. And they have never read the queer stuff so not sure what they say about that.

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⠀ [ ᝰ ] When you get hurt

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

!!⠀Feat : Xiao, Kazuha, Childe (separate) x GN! Reader

!!⠀## : Fluff !! hurt/comfort, I suppose.

!!⠀CWs : super vague mentions of injuries, w/ no graphic descriptions.

Barely re-read and edited bc I have to post this asap n I don’t wanna lose my bet w Tea HAHHA

⠀ ᝰ Xiao

Probably concerned. Like, really concerned, and he wants to help, but he doesn’t know how.

Xiao wants to touch and help patch you up and make you feel better, but he’s so worried that if he touches you, his karma is somehow going to make you injury worse :(

It’s just a scrape, you tell him, a flesh wound. It just looks much, much worse than it actually is. And yet Xiao is still hovering around you, his hands poised like he wants to place them on your injured leg in some way, but he doesn’t. Already, he had rushed you back to the inn in the closest thing to panic that you’ve ever seen in his expression, setting you down carefully on one of the seats on his balcony. His worry would be endearing and something to aww over, if not for the poorly-hidden distress on his face.

“Xiao, it’s okay,” you tell him, causing his eyes to snap to yours. He doesn’t say anything, merely nodding quietly and eyeing your leg as if he expected it to blow up or something. The bandages he had gotten from Verr (practically scaring the poor woman out of her skin when he appeared at her workspace with a flurry) are still in your hands, sitting limply.

“It’s not that bad,” you say, smiling through the sting of the wound. Yes, it might not be life-threatening or anything, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt in its own right. Xiao apparently catches the wince you try to hide, and his frown only deepens.

“You humans are so fragile,” he says, brows furrowed. His pretty green eyes are dark, even in the light of the inn’s lanterns. “Even something as menial as this could be the cause for your death.”

A bit of a reach, maybe. It is just a scrape, after all. Just… a little more bloody than it should be. After weighing your actions for a second, you beckon him closer with a hand, smiling when he easily does so. You hold out the bandages, pain nearly forgotten when he looks at them blankly and you have to fight the urge to chuckle. “You can help, if you’re so worried.”

He doesn’t take them, not until you grab his hand yourself and plop it on his palm. Xiao’s hands don’t move, and if anything there’s even more conflict on his face as his eyes dart between his closed hands and the wound that’s still on your leg. Your hand drapes over his, curling his fingers tighter around the cloth in his palm, giving it a comforting pat for good measure. “You won’t hurt me,” you tell him. So earnest, so believing. “I trust you.”

Warmth zings through his veins at that, and despite himself, he has to hold down the flush to his cheeks. After a second, he exhales, kneeling down before you to be level with your injury, unrolls the strip of bandages, and prays to every god he knows to help him do this right.

⠀ ᝰ Kazuha

He’s worried, but he keeps his composure and his hands remain steady, though there’s an underlying urgency with his movements.

He’s a calming presence, soothing your every hiss of pain. With his own soft murmur. Considering his years wandering Inazuma alone, he likely knows how to treat some wounds, so he knows what he’s doing.

“Hold still,” Kazuha murmurs, fully concentrated as he wraps your upper arm in bandages. His movements are quick, precise. The bandage doesn’t cut off your circulation, and you’re still able to move relatively well (he had asked you several times if it was okay, if it hurt, if it was too tight) but it didn’t have any risk of coming loose anytime soon.

He’s been focused like this since you’ve gotten to a safe space, away from the hostile kairagi that you came across. With how concentrated and quiet he’s been over something like a slash, merely skin-deep and only enough for you to bleed a bit, you’ve probably been more concerned for him than you have for yourself.

Under Kazuha’s experienced hands, it takes no time at all before the bleeding stops, and both of you breathe a sigh of relief. Still, it doesn’t escape your notice when the tips of his fingers still linger near the bandage, touch as light as a feather and his gaze far away.

You wonder what he thinks, at times like these. He’s told you of his time before he joined the Crux, of course, but you know there are memories he still has yet to share. Details that he may have glossed over when he told them to you late at night on the deck of the Alcor, when the stars had been the only witness to your midnight rendezvous.

Kazuha is still silent, and your eyes go to his bandaged hand, to the burns that sit beneath the cloth, and wonder if he thinks of the night where he’d had to hastily bandage his own injury with trembling hands and a grieving heart, all alone with nothing but a cold vision to keep him company.

With your good arm, you nudge him with your elbow, effectively breaking his trance, drawing his gaze up to meet yours.

“Thank you,” you say, hoping that a smile on your face would reassure him. Your fingers interlock easily, naturally. A movement practiced a hundred times over. “Dunno what I would’ve done without you, ‘Zuha.”

It takes a moment for your words to get to him, for his gaze to finally refocus into the present, but when it does he smiles sweetly, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to your palm. Tingles rise where his lips touch your skin, and race up your spine when he regards you with a soft, earnest look.

“Think nothing of it, my love.”

⠀ ᝰ Childe

When he sees the way you so much as wince, Childe immediately knows something’s up.

He’s worried —of course he is— and his brain immediately slips into business mode. He wants to assess the damage, get all the information, make sure you’re taken care of, then make whoever did that to you very sorry.

“What happened, sweetheart?” Childe asks, brows furrowing as he reaches out, noting the odd way that you’re holding your arm. Cradling it to your body, holding it close to your chest. There’s something wrong, his brain unhelpfully supplies, like it isn’t obvious. Movement slow, cautious, he reaches out like and you instinctively flinch, which only causes his worry to mount.

��Can I see? Please.” The furrow in his brow only grows deeper as he looks at the tired, spooked way you hold yourself. He doesn’t move again, not until you swallow and nod.

So carefully, Childe takes your arm and your injured hand. His touch is ginger, handling you delicately as he takes a look. It doesn’t escape him when you grit your teeth at the small movement, or how your whole arm trembles from the pain that radiates from your hand. You’re disoriented from it, really, and you’ve been fighting the urge to lose your lunch for the better half of the past hour.

But you don’t let a peep escape you as Childe assesses the damage with the gaze of a man who’s seen plenty of injuries in his life, not even when a pulse of pain shoots through your hand again. His jaw ticks in quiet anger, and yet his touch on you never turns callous or rough— if anything, it becomes even softer, which warms your heart amidst the pain.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” Childe asks, his eyes already roving over you, concerned and worried.

“No,” you say, voice quiet. Tired. “Just that.”

He nods, letting you pull your injured arm back to your chest so you can hold it as comfortably as you could, then gingerly takes hold of your good hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles that has you smiling wobbly in spite of everything.

“Let’s get you to to one of our doctors,” he says, twining your fingers together and pulling you along. His gaze is on you, focused on getting you better and getting your injury treated, but you can see the coil behind his eyes, like a cat steadying itself on its haunches, thinking of the next prey he will have in his claws. Childe presses a kiss to your knuckles, and you can feel his lips brush against your skin when he speaks. “I’ll hold your hand while you get treated, then you can tell me everything that happened, and who I need to have a little talk with, okay?”

#Xiao x reader #Kazuha x reader #Kaedehara Kazuha x reader #Childe x reader #Genshin Impact x reader #Cw GN Reader #Catte’s Works 🦩

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allandoflimbo · 2 years

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Ashens (Part 33)

Summary: She falls in love with Bucky Barnes from the moment she sees him. Bucky, still in love with a woman from his past, hates Y/N and plans to make her life miserable. To both their dismay, they are assigned together to go undercover into The Capitol for six months. There, they develop a heartbreaking friend with benefits agreement. Dystopian.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Rating: M for Mature, E for explicit. Enemies to lovers trope, sharing a bed trope, friends with benefits trope, temporarily unrequited love, heavy and angry sex, heavy on the angst, and very strong language.

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ASHENS MASTERLIST

IT didn't feel like things could get any better than it had, and you were right. It didn't.

You had been optimistic last time you stood inside the main Avengers tent. This time, you felt the exact opposite.

Steady rain pellets hit the roof of the dense and dark green tent. Inside, the solar powered lanterns seemed to glow brighter as it got progressively darker outside because of the on going storm. The lights were orange, bright, and soothing. The air around you started to feel more humid and tight, and you could smell the faint petrichor, a smell you used to once love.

You watched, frozen to the spot, as the people around you hushed about what would come next. You almost found that comical. Next? You were still trying to process the now.

Sam and Wanda stood off to the side talking to each other, worried looks on their faces. Wanda's gaze would occasionally drift onto you, her eyes filled with concerned and also a bit curious. You weren't too shocked. Just minutes before the word had already spread about your pregnancy and about you and Bucky.

Sam's, on the other hand, his focus was entirely on Bucky.

He looked hesitant. You wondered if the hesitancy was out of fear of getting too close to him.

Steve and Bruce stood next to Bucky, both of their attention solely on him and his hand that was wrapped in your scarf. The one you now remember him taking off of you back on the roof.

The two men were talking quietly, trying to discuss what would be the next few steps to take.

Bucky remained quiet, his skin had lost more color by the minute, and his blue eyes stayed on you.

When Steve and Bruce look at you and begin speaking, you don't listen.

Instead, you ignore them and you take a step closer to Bucky, your eyes staying on his unmoving. He takes one back, as if to protect you from him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You ask slowly and quietly, the disappointment in your voice very clear.

He lets out a quiet sigh.

"I had to make sure I got you all here safely. Without any distractions."

You frown.

"You were next to us for days. You were with us while you were sick, and you didn't even tell me." You add to your previous statement.

"I know. It was wrong of me to put you three in danger like that."

You scoff at that, angry.

"It's not about that!" You shout. You stare at each other for a few more seconds before your face softens. You continue softly and more quietly, "You told me goodbye before going into the wall, and if I had known you were sick — I'm not sure how it changes anything that happened, but it does. I'm not mad because you held me, and kissed me, and protected me selflessly," everyone looks at each other feeling bit uncomfortable at this intimate conversation, "I'm not mad at you for saving my life," your voice softens, "I'm mad you didn't tell me and that you let it manifest," you say the word like its venom on your tongue and like it tastes putrid, your face crumbling along with it, "I'm mad you stayed infected for going on four damn days when we had the cure next to us the whole time, avoiding any damage it could've done. Who knows what damage it has already done."

Bucky swallows thickly and looks away from you.

"Wait, you guys have the cure?" Steve asks, incredulously. Bucky lets out a sigh and Steve looks at him, "Bucky."

"There's a lot we need to brief you on —" Bucky looks over at Steve to his right.

Steve and everyone is in disbelief as they watch the both of you.

"Yes, we have it." You cut Bucky off, answering Steve. You keep your eyes on Bucky.

Bucky doesn't look too happy with you but you don't care.

He finally takes a step forward towards you, Steve and Bruce moving back and making room.

Bucky looks down at you.

"You have to stay calm." He says, voice thick.

"Stay calm? Stay calm!" you say I like it's the funniest thing you've ever heard, but your face remains serious and lack of any humor, "You have an ugly flesh eating disease in your arm that has wiped out already a great percentage of the human race. You've had it in you for the last few days. Stay calm?" Bucky says your name a few times before his metal hands cups your face. You hear Steve start to protest, to ask him to be careful but neither you or Bucky are afraid. You feel your face leaning into his touch. Your breathing slows down, "You're my boyfriend. I can't stay calm. Please tell me you get that."

Bucky lets out a soft sigh and his eyes drop down.

His hand does the same from your face.

"You're right, I'm sorry." He says.

You clench your teeth.

"We'll figure this out." You tell him.

"Bucky we need to be briefed now so we can quickly take care of you if you have this cure." Steve says urgently, "As fearless as you are right now, Y/N, I'm going to need Bucky to stay on this side of the tent and we can go over to the table."

You and Bucky stare at each other for a beat longer, and you know he wants you on the other side, too.

You nod.

Bucky stares at you for a second longer before finally looking over at his best friend.

"The stark tablet and the folder are in my backpack." Bucky tells Steve. He points over to the black bag near the entrance and Steve walks over to it. Everyone watches as he unzips the bag and pulls it out, "You'll see everything from start to finish. When we got there, she did the intel, she got the job at a club where Hydra members frequented, and inside you'll see a name Sylas and more information on him. After following him for a bit, we found they were doing a transaction, but we weren't sure what. After I followed them, I realized it was for a vial of some sort; still an experimental drug, and that there was someone sick inside the capitol."

Everyone's eyes shoot up at that.

"Inside?" Sam asks incredulously, worry in his brown eyes.

"Yes," Bucky answers, "So I followed them again. It was a kid that was sick. It was Ashens, the little boy we brought with us."

"Woah, hold on—" Steve starts.

"Let me continue," Bucky cuts him off. Everyone is still as Bucky takes in a deep breath, "Y/N, she got the job in the tower and I was going to zero in on the ring leader and get more information. During all this time, we scoped out the city, we got a pretty good map going, which you'll also find in the bag. Y/N was in the stairwell when she heard a conversation between Ashen, the ringleader—"

"Ashen or Ashens?" Sam asks.

"Ashen is the father and Ashens is the son." Bucky says quickly.

Sam makes a funny face.

"What a mess. Who thought of that one?" Sam adds, looking over at Wanda who shrugs.

"Anyway," Bucky continues. You watch as he sucks in a deep breath, his metal hand going towards his right arm as if he was in pain, "in the conversation," he continues, voice tense, "she overheard that Ashens had somehow been cured and they realized it was him. Whatever he already had in his blood was able to cure him. So Ashen and his wife had a fight. He was going to take the boy's blood, distribute it just to Hydra and then kill the boy so it no longer was available to anyone else. Obviously, we couldn't let them do that. So we made a plan."

"So you took the boy." Steve says.

"Yes." You answer.

"And I killed Ashen." He says loudly. Bucky's hard gaze goes to you and you swallow hard, "I had to," you feel your chest grow tight, "He was going to kill her."

"And Hydra knows it's the Avengers. They know Bucky is still alive. And the city, too." Steve says, running a hand through his hair.

"And those vials you said they had?" Bruce asks randomly as he takes a step forward closer to you. He looks between you, Bucky, and the backpack.

Bucky sighs as he looks down and you look at him too, interested.

"I went to go grab them before we left," that's why he had been on the roof, your eyes go down to the ground as he continues, "but they were already gone. I don't know if they took it somewhere or if they got rid of it. It very well could've been a bad batch. Maybe with his son's blood he didn't find it to be useful anymore? Who knows." He finishes quietly.

"This is bad, Bucky. They must know the rest of us are still out here and that we have a plan, or had a plan." Bruce says.

"Yes. Hydra is on full alert and the city is, too." Bucky responds, "I'm sorry, Steve."

"It's not your fault. Nobody could've planned for these change of plans." Steve says, honestly.

"We don't know how the people inside the city reacted. And the wife? They're going to be after you once they find Ashens' body." Sam says.

"Hydra we can take down," Bucky says harshly, "They can get fucked. They aren't our biggest threat in this anymore and we know it. Our biggest threat is this virus, their plan for world domination using the virus as an indirect weapon, and how badly they brainwashed some of the good people in there."

"The boy. How—how is his blood able to be a cure? It killed millions of people, but this child somehow has something nobody else did?" Bruce shakes his head to himself as he asks this.

Your eyes dart down as you shuffle your feet.

"We hadn't had a chance to sit down with him yet." You say.

"I mean he's a son of hydra agent," Bruce thinks out loud again, "Is it possible he was given something? Maybe he as a serum in him? I'm not going to think this boy got lucky because of lucky white blood cells."

Yours and Bucky's eyes meet again and you know your eyes are wide.

You hadn't thought of that.

"It's possible, yes." Bucky answers.

"We will have to ask him." Steve says.

"And how about Bucky? The boy is here with us, Bruce. You can help Ashens give him something right?" You ask.

Bruce's eyes were downcast and your stomach dropped.

"Bruce?"

Bruce pushes his glasses up his nose and he crosses his arms over his chest.

"It doesn't work like that. If what is the cure is the serum in his system, and it's somehow different than Bucky's, I can't just give him a blood transfusion. After taking some of the boy's blood, I need a lab, I need equipment, I need certain machines that we simply don't have here - miles into the woods in the middle of nowhere."

"Maybe my serum will work too." Bucky says, "Who knows, maybe this freaking out isn't even necessary?"

"No," you stay sternly, "We can't risk that. You're already looking worse than you did five minutes ago."

"My only option at that point would be to go back, then." Bucky says straight to the point.

"And I would come with you." Bruce says, "We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

You didn't like this one bit, but you knew there was no other choice.

+ + +

The rain still falls outside, and unlike the main tent, you didn't have a lantern in yours. Wanda said she was still getting your real tent ready and that she would even room with you to help guard you. Ashens was in another tent down the pathway where some younger adults were, fixing him something to eat. It had been Steve's idea.

It was quiet and tense as you sit on your cot, watching Bucky pace back and forth in front of one of the boxes that held some extra blankets.

You had both been like this for a few minutes. Bucky still looked sick, and now with you knowing his condition, he refused to get near you which you found ironic but understandable. Like he had said, he had done that so you wouldn't worry on the trip here. Now that you had all the liberty in the world to worry, he kept away from you.

You were shocked he even agreed to come into your tent.

You swallow thickly, your eyes going down to his hand that was still hidden behind layers of fabric.

"I'm coming with you." You say, voice tight and eyes uncertain. He stops and lets out a humorless laugh that bothers you. You suck in a sharp breath through your nose, "Bucky."

"No. You're not."

"I can't let you go back in there again without me. Please."

"No. It's too dangerous and you're pregnant. I want you here where our friends can watch you and take care of you. Wanda said she'd be by your side. It's not like I'll be gone for that long anyway. Only a few days. It's just until I take whatever it is into my bloodstream and then feel good enough to leave and come back."

"It's my fault. It's my fault you're sick.

"Baby—"

"—It's my fault. If I hadn't ran, if I hadn't ran away that morning—"

"—He still would've been there. He still put our names up there in the sky like that and was still after us, and we still needed to go get Ashens. That wouldn't have changed anything."

You take in a deep breath and your gaze falls down to his feet.

You run the back of your sleeve under your nose.

"About that, I'm sorry I ran."

Bucky stops and takes in a deep breath. His eyes soften as he looks at you.

"It wasn't you. It was me, I have issues I need to work on."

You look up again and tilt your head at him, face crestfallen.

"And I need to have patience because of them. I shouldn't have freaked out like that. I should've known better. I need to know better. I will help you."

"We're okay now. I'll be okay. And you're okay. You're safe." He says to you.

You give him a short nod. Folding your legs over onto the cot, and with one hand on your belly, you gently lower yourself down until you are laying on your side, your head on the pillow.

"Don't you think it's weird he put our photo up like that? Why would Hydra want to let non-hydra people know an Avenger was in their city? Wouldn't that defeat the purpose? Sure, Hydra hates you guys, but the majority of the world do not. The good people would stand by your side in a heartbeat. That's the perfect recipe for a civil war inside of that place. Would they really believe you're a fugitive? Of course not."

Bucky's brows furrow.

"I mean I have a past—" he says quietly, but sudden curiosity coating his every word. You made a good argument.

"No," you cut him off abruptly, "I refuse to believe it makes sense. It doesn't make sense."

"I don't know." He clears his throat. You both stay like that quietly for a little bit more until Bucky speaks again, "Will seems nice. I like him."

You let out a short chuckle.

"He is." you say, smiling.

"Let him know I asked him to keep an eye on you while I'm away."

Your smile drops.

"Bucky—"

"I'm serious. He seems like a nice guy and after what you've told me about him, I trust he'd put your needs where they need to be."

"He is very kind."

Bucky gives you a soft smile.

"He's nice, but he's still a guy so just, ya know," He perks a suggestive eyebrow at you followed by a smirk.

You look at him confused and almost breaking into laughter.

"Ya know what? Do you think that he'll seduce me? Just because he has a penis?"

Bucky shakes his head at you.

"That's not funny." He says.

"I'm sorry. I was only kidding," you run your hands over your belly subconsciously, "We're just friends. You don't have to worry about that. He's like my brother."

"Trust me, I know. I trust you and I trust him. But straight guys will always be guys sometimes, and you're beautiful."

You give him a funny look.

"How do you even know he's straight?" You ask playfully.

Bucky raises a brow at you.

"Is he not straight?"

"He is."

He gives you a smile.

You bite your lip as you watch his gaze travel down your face.

"I love you, you know that right? I might not get a chance tomorrow morning to tell you again, so I just want you to remember that until I'm back." You had every reason to be terrified and afraid, but somehow you knew everything would be okay.

+ + +

A few minutes after Bucky said his goodbyes so he could get some rest and also, to keep him away from you as much as he could, you saw another shadow enter your tent.

You had been seconds away from a gentle sleep so it annoyed it at first.

"Will." You whisper gently, a small smile grazing your lips as you sit up on one arm.

"Hey," he gives you a smile and looks down at where you arm was still wrapped around your tummy, "it's okay, you don't have to get up," he says quietly before leaning down in front of you, "I'll come to you."

You chuckle lightly.

"Thanks, I am tired."

"I bet," he looks over your face, "you're a hero now."

"I wouldn't call myself that. You weren't there." You say, letting your tired eyes flutter close again.

Will frowns down at you, letting his right wrist lay over his bent knee that was grazing over your blanket.

"What happened over there?" You can hear the concern in his voice and it triggers certain feelings in you.

Defense, guilt, embarrassment, and love.

"It went exactly how you'd think." You say quietly, not knowing how to put it all into words.

Will bites his lip and looks down at the ground.

"So...an avenger boyfriend huh?" You smile, eyes opening to meet his when he looks back up. "Wasn't he always your favorite, too?" Will asks.

This makes you frown.

"What do you mean?"

He gives you a smirk.

"Let's not act like you never owned Avengers merch and a bunch of collectors pops including one of Bucky that you kept on that side table next to your bookshelf."

His statement leaves you on edge. He wasn't wrong, but there was something in the way he said it that bothered you.

"That was years ago." Is all you can think of saying to that.

"Yeah, but still."

You raise a brow at him.

"Will, what are you getting at?"

He mouth gaps open and he looks away.

"I'm not getting at anything, I just want to make sure that you're okay," he looks back at you, "You're my best friend. At least we were. You can tell me anything, you know that right?"

"Will, I'm fine."

"I know you are," he says seriously, voice raising a little louder. His eyes soften, "I know you are," he repeats, "You just seem different is all. You changed."

"What do you mean? I'm still me."

"Are you?" You look away from him, "you used to be so much stronger. You met this guy only a few months ago and you already gave him everything, and I'm not saying that's a bad thing, I'm just scared that maybe you're acting irrationally."

Your nose flares at him.

"I'm sorry that trying to live in a post apocalyptic world and falling in love in one too, made me seem more human to you." Will stares at you silently and at lost for words. You feel your throat tighten as you look behind him, "I think you should go."

"Y/N — I wasn't judging you. I care about you. You're my best friend —"

"But you're not mine, anymore. He is!" You say as find yourself sitting up on one arm. You watch as Will's face falls and you regret it instantly. Your eyes drop down to the bed. You hear Will clear his throat as he stands up.

"I just want to make sure he didn't break you. You come back changed? I get that. Things happen. New friendships, new loves, and new trusts happen. I'm not an idiot, I get that. But like I said, I'm not an idiot," you're right and you hate that he's right, "something happened out there that you guys aren't telling us. I'm sorry that I'm defensive over the fact that I'm scared that he may have treated you in a way you might have not deserved."

You feel heavy tears cloud your vision.

"You're acting like you were there with us, you're acting like you know something after looking at me for one second, Will. That's not fair. Why not just ask me instead of assuming these insane things that are a product of your imagination?"

"I'm not assuming anything," he looks at you like you're crazy, "You're overreacting. I'm simply asking you if everything about this is as organic and healthy as it's supposed to be," you hate that he keeps getting it right. He waits a few long seconds before starting again, "excuse me if this isn't my place, but you know you and I were close. I might not be your best friend anymore but I was, and I know you wouldn't just give your first time over to just anyone. You were strong as fuck and the strongest girl I know. You were the strongest person I know. So either you fell in love with him that fast or it was something else that made you cave, but I know it must've been a hell of a cave. I'm not asking this so I can go over there and punch the hell out of him. I'm just saying I'm your friend and you can confide in me. I know you."

You find your bottom lip trembling.

"Even if it was something that happened between us that might've not been how I planned it, you need to understand that that is between me and him," you look up to meet Will's eyes who are still soft and kind, "He's my boyfriend. He loves me and I love him and it is our relationship, and whatever happened between me and him is our business and not yours. I won't cross that boundary." You raise a brow at Will, "And to convinced you otherwise, no, I didn't just jump into bed with him because I was a Bucky Barnes fan. We fell in love in spite of that."

Will looks at you for a second longer before nodding.

"You know I care about you, right? I would never judge you," you do. You nod, looking away from him again, "I'm sorry if I came off that I was prying into something that wasn't my business. I didn't mean for it to seem like that. I just care. I'm sorry."

You sit up until your legs are crossed and you stretch your hand for a cup of water which he hands to you. When you're finished, he takes it back and puts it back on the cardboard box that has a burgundy blanket over it.

"I know you do. He was right," You say slowly. Yours and Wills eyes meet again and he looks at you confused, "He said you cared about me." You say quietly.

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Sojourner × 60

Dwelling temporarily in a foreign community dependent on the "good-will" for their continued existence.

Running Time: January 20 to August 16 (2021)

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Welcome once again to our newest event! What are we celebrating? We're celebrating our 600 followers milestone, I know, a huge jump from 100 but we're crunching time.

Sojourner is our 30/30 event this time! 30 requests and 30 originals! 60 fics will be featured in this event, half of those will be from the asks you guys give and half of them would be fics I have planned out! Once we reached the limit, my inbox will be closed until all fics are done!

Counter : 60 Fics

s y m b o l s :

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✨ - latest published

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Thirty+ Requests Masterlist:

-> This list is updated for every request that is considered acceptable. If the masterlist updates and your request was not listed, it means your prompt did not make it. You can always try again tho! Reminder that the requests are relatively shorter than the originals. The list below does not mean it is the order that it will be published!

Scaramouche x Childe's Cousin!Reader 01/20

Game!AU Reader x Player!Albedo/Xiao (Universe Reversal) 01/21

Universe Reversal for Ganyu, Zhongli, Childe 01/22

Universe Reversal for Venti, Diluc (LAST PART) 01/23

You tie Albedo's hair for him (cuz he's sleepy and tired) 01/29

Part 2 of Xiao x Personal Chef!Reader 01/24

Poly Relationship with Jean and Diluc 01/26

Poly Relationship with Venti and Xiao 01/27

Poly Relationship with Xiao, Albedo and Scaramouche 01/31

Universe Reversal - Reaction to Flirty Voicelines 01/28

Cafe AU (A venti for a Venti) 02/02

Dainsleif Content or smth 02/04

Xiao x Adepti!Reader 02/04

Admiring Xiao's lean chest and tummy hot damn 02/06

Albedo x Photographer Reader 02/07

Things We Lost (Bennett x Reader) 02/10

Xingqiu reading to you 02/19

As Klee's Older Sibling 02/20

Shy/Ramble-y Alchemy Enthusiast with Albedo 02/24

Playing with Aether's unbraided hair 02/26

Babysitting Klee with Albedo, and also Albedo 03/03

Albedo and Xiao witness their S/O being tortured 03/06

Dating Headcanons with Kazuha 08/16 ✨

Poly Relationship with Venti and Zhongli, seeing their God forms

Poly Relationship with Xingqiu and Chongyun, ice cream date!

Childe getting sibling-zoned by Reader (who secretly likes him)

Childe/Traveler x Ex!Reader/Scaramouche (it's complicated to summarize lol)

Childe x Diluc's Younger Sister (Oh this might not end well)

Xiao x Dense!Healer!Reader

Cyno curious about Reader's Vision Creature

Student Rivalry with Cyno

Collecting Wolfhooks with Razor

Xiao and Little!Ganyu Moments

Poly Relationship with Zhongli and Venti as an Archon Reader

I take requests for any of the characters! But the children (Klee, Qiqi, Diona) are for platonic themes only. Any themes are fine for the others, you can also request for more than one character in a prompt!

Less Than Thirty Originals Masterlist:

-> This part contains my original ideas and will usually be longer compared to the requests, both in word count and duration. Previous event prompts and circlets are included here too, as some you might recognize!

Antinomy (Final Part) (Childe x Superior!Reader) 01/20

Research: Pet Names (Albedo x Reader) 01/23

Albedo's Confession 01/23

Where I Can't Follow (Venti x Reader) 01/25

Sophrosyne (Silent Fic Challenge for Zhongles) 01/26

Genshin Boys would be horrible as Disney Princes 01/27

Stages of Grief (How Childe, Zhongli, Albedo and Xiao deal with a break up) 02/02

A String That Binds Him (Xiao x Reader) 02/03

Alatus' Weakness (Pure Angst BITCH) 02/05

Albedo Corruption Drabble (Reader) 02/09

Intermittent (Red/Green Xiao x Reader content lmao) 02/11

Genshin Boys Modern Scenarios 02/12-13

Part 3. 1 of Abandoned By The Altar x Diluc 02/16

Red Xiao x GN Reader x Green Xiao NSFW 02/18

Weight of Living (Zhongli Comfort Fic) 02/22

Tasteless (Xiao x Reader angst) 02/27

Mirror Flower, Water Moon (lantern rite Xiao fluff) 02/28

Pervases Brainrot 03/10

Sequel to Klee's Older Sibling 04/07

Xiao's Birthday Fic 04/17

Part 3.2 of Abandoned By The Altar °°°

Xiao x Human!Cloud Retainer!Reader

Hook Line And Sinker (Kaeya x Thief!Reader)

Go For The Throat (Xiao x Demon!Reader)

Funeral Parlor Man helps prepare Reader's family member's funeral

Turing Love Self-indulgent Fic (Modern AU - Albedo)

Long fics are counted based on chapters, for example, Under the Same Artificial Sky is seven chapters long so it will take up 7 slots from the 30 roster.

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Cyno - @kookieyachi @childe-simp-exe

Xiao - @kookieyachi @xiaophilia @bunniesrorange @anormalguyreader @scarletroseneko @childe-simp-exe

Childe - @kookieyachi @sk1nnyangelic @scarletroseneko

Dainsleif - @sweetstrawberrybabe @genshin-idiot @anormalguyreader @sinpai-writes @idyllic-dreams @optimestick @bunniesrorange

Specific Chapters :

Abandoned By The Altar - @mortifiedmoon @dankchikorita @ly-nia @endeavors-big-dick @karlitaburrito @bunniesrorange @keiwahikari

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⚣ Love's Punishment 🏛️

Prompts Used: @rednsuch – #39 “Just the smell of you gets me excited, darling.” – #13 “Stop being such a brat.”

⚣🏛️ Summary → One may ask what it's like having a God or Goddess for a parent. Honestly, not fun, and Y/N is a perfect example of that considering how he's being punished by his mother. How do you even bring up this level of mommy issues in therapy?

⚣🏛️ Word Count → 6.2K

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Daddy issues this, and Daddy issues that.

What about the people who have mommy issues? Because they exist, and Y/N would be shocked if anyone else’s relationship challenges with their mother were similar to his own.

Truthfully, he would never understand or believe the idea that someone could have sex and procreate with a god or goddess and not have one clue. There was no divine light following behind them? No wisps of magic or sparkles. No flowers and bright auras left in their footpaths?

Nothing, not a single clue?

Bullshit.

You may ask yourself, “Y/N, whatever could be wrong with someone having adult fun and having children with a god or goddess?”

Lots of things, actually. There could be an encyclopedia on why that could be a bad idea with lots of consequences to follow. Too many to get into right at this moment considering he was busy trying to cover his head and face from getting blasted while hanging off a superhero’s shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

Getting punished by a god or goddess was not for the weak.

No kid liked getting in trouble and punished by their parents. It was a very unpleasant and frustrating feeling when you had to answer for something you either 100% did without thinking of the circumstances, or something that happened and you were the victim of said circumstances.

But imagine getting punished by your God or Goddess parent for something that you had no control over. Even more, something said parent was directly responsible for!

The hypocrisy of it all.

Y/N’s father was a handsome man. Their genes were always divinely blessed, the Alpha always liked to joke, and the young Omega didn’t realize the irony of that statement until he got older and started questioning things.

Whenever he thought about changing his appearance or switching something up, it happened immediately without any action or movement from him. At one point during some teenage life crisis, he wanted to go blonde but didn’t even need to purchase dye. One moment he’s looking at his natural hair color and looks down to grab his comb. Next thing he knows, he’s got a full head of blond hair in the exact style he imagined. And it looked goood.

There was another time when he wished in his head that the sweater he was eyeing while shopping was gray instead of red, but according to the store, they never produced that particular color. When he went to go look at other options, imagine his surprise when he turned back two minutes later and it seemed as if the store did indeed have gray. And from a closer look, they only had gray. Starting to see the point?

Y/N could read people like a book, especially pertaining to feelings of affection, desire, and jealousy. Imagine the ability to feel someone’s very adult-like feelings, and you hadn’t even hit puberty yet. His dad had to have the birds and the bees talk with him much earlier than planned.

One of the most concerning things was Y/N's naturally attractive aura and charming voice. Though, he couldn’t tell if it was his voice or just the words he spoke that were attractive. But, people seemed to flock to him like moths to a flame. Even at a young age, many fought for his attention, whether it was classmates, friends, family, or strangers he’d run into when out with his dad.

It was normal for an Omega to be highly desired and sought after by Alphas, but it wasn’t just them fighting for his attention. Y/N had Betas and Omegas alike competing with each other for the chance to get acquainted with him.

By the time he entered high school, on record, he had up to four secret admirers (and two stalkers), and when things only seemed to get more out of control, that’s when his dad finally decided to sit him down and explain the truth to him.

“So, yeah. Probably should have told you this when you were younger, but your mom’s Aphrodite.”

…

Not joking, he 100% said it just like that.

Of course, you can imagine the Omega’s confusion and somewhat anger that this information had been withheld for most of his life. Now, not only did Y/N have to deal with the everyday struggles of life and being an Omega, but he also had to balance being the demigod son to the Goddess of Beauty, Love, and Desire. When you think about it, it made the Omega thing 10x more stressful than it already was.

This was the type of shit people wrote and fantasized about.

Wait a sec…

…

Nah.

Now, back to the beginning, since we have some more context, what was this so-called punishment, and why did it have Y/N grumbling about mommy issues while being whisked around the nation’s capital as some superheroes had it out with each other over who got to claim his body affection?

Oh, nothing serious, really. Just mommy dearest trying to interfere with her son’s love life! Who knew the immortal parents were privy to the same, petty tactics as their mortal counterparts…

Unlike most others who would be excited at the thought of being the child of Aphrodite, Y/N felt he had an unfair advantage when it came to dating and relationships, given his semi-godly abilities and gifts. After his last relationship ended in a horror show with a sequel he promised would never see production, he swore off dating and romance for good.

Well, that didn’t fly too well with Aphrodite. Her children, full-blood and half-blood, were always known for their romantic escapades. One of them was the face of Valentine’s Day! Well, his cousin from Rome was, at least.

So, with the help of her son and Y/N’s half-brother, Eros, God of Love, Lust, and Sex, (the mentioned Greek cousin to Cupid) they set up a little divine punishment for the young Demigod to teach him a lesson for rejecting his goldy heritage. It also paid off as insurance, just in case.

Deities and their children were always known to be stubborn little beings.

Aphrodite sent Eros down to Earth to follow his half-blood sibling around, observing his actions and who he interacted with. And, for any male Alpha that the Omega came in contact with, the God of Lust was to ensure a connection was established between the two if he deemed them worthy enough.

Simply put, he was to shoot male Alpha he figured his mother would approve as a match for her son/his brother in the ass with a love arrow. Now, why she told him to shoot only male Alphas and not female, you’d have to ask her.

Mother knows best.

Unlucky for Y/N, they chose one of the worst days to do that when he happened to be in Washington, D.C. for a work-related trip.

Do you know what else is in Washington, D.C.? The Justice League headquarters.

But, why would that be a problem? Do you really need an explanation?

Imagine how interesting it would be if, at the same time Y/N happened to be in Washington, D.C., one of the famous Justice League heroes like Flash, Green Lantern, or Superman happened to be there as well. Picture how tempting of an opportunity it would be for Eros after he was told to find the best potential matches for his little brother.

Pretty damn tempting if you ask anyone else.

Now, if we’re being truthful, Superman was Eros’ ideal choice for his brother, knowing their mother would definitely approve of the relationship between her son and the Kryptonian. Even if he wasn’t an Alpha due to his alien biology, he still had all the ideal traits of one. Not to mention his strong features and handsome looks.

But, he wasn’t opposed to one of the other heroes like Flash or Green Lantern. And when the latter had been the one to save Y/N during some random battle that broke out between the League and some villains, he figured why not just shoot them all and see who came out on top?

Plus, he was the God of Sex just as much as he was of Love. He wanted to see who out of the three heroes had the sexual prowess to handle someone like his brother. Prude or not, being mated to a child of Aphrodite meant you had to be strong in a lot of ways, especially when it came down to the nitty and gritty.

And who said he couldn’t get a little entertainment out of this?

That entertainment is what led Y/N to his situation of being carried throughout the city like some prize while the world’s defenders fought with each other like kids trying to get the last cookie in the jar.

As said, it started with Green Lantern rescuing him and carrying him away to some random rooftop. Everything seemed normal until Y/N noticed a change in the hero and his sudden lustful gazes that were being directed at him. He'd been on the receiving end of a fair amount of adoration and attention by admiring and persistent Alphas, but this he could tell was something different.

And it was.

Eros had shot Green Lantern with the love arrow while they were still in the sky. Now, instead of thinking about the fight he was leaving his comrades to handle by themselves without his assistance, all his thoughts were centered around the Omega in his arms and how blessed he was to be in the presence of such a radiant being.

And how much he couldn't wait to claim his body all for himself. Besides, no one was more fitting or deserving of an Omega of Y/N's stature than the Green Lantern himself. At least, that's what his love-delusioned, and frankly, naturally egotistical mind believed.

Y/N didn't have time to even question what was going on before the green-clad hero had whisked him away to a rooftop, not too far from where the fight was happening. He figured it was over after that and the Alpha would return to his comrades after setting him down.

Imagine the Omega's shock when he found himself pressed against a wall, the hero kissing and nuzzling his neck while running his hands down his body.

"W-What are you doing?" Y/N stuttered out, trying to push the man away but to no avail.

"What does it look like? I'm saving you," The hero's voice was gruff and desperate, and the Omega was starting to get concerned.

"Okay, but this is less saving and more of molesting," Y/N struggled, having his arms pinned against the wall before feeling a hand running down his body towards his pants.

"I'm saving you from other Alphas trying to claim you. After this, you'll belong to me, and me only," Lantern growled gruffly in his ear, an aggressiveness that was all too familiar to the Omega. He'd seen this behavior before but didn't have much time to think about it as the hero started unbuttoning his pants.

"W-Wait! Stop!"

"No, I can't," Lantern shook his head, his eyes glazed over.

"You're under a spell or something!" Y/N tried again, but his words fell on deaf ears.

"I can't stop myself. I need you now," The hero growled, finally pulling the Omega's pants and underwear down before undoing his own and pulling out his throbbing, hard cock.

"No! Stop! You don't want to do this!"

"Stop being such a brat. I need to do this," Lantern's voice was firm and demanding.

Before the green-clad hero could achieve his objective, he was suddenly yanked off the Omega by a red and yellow blur, electricity crackling off it. The Omega after realizing he was free wasted no time in pulling his underwear and pants back up, watching as the blur, now recognized to be Flash, was currently fighting with Green Lantern near the edge of the rooftop.

"What are you doing, man?!" Flash yelled, trying to restrain the other hero.

"Let go of me, I need to save him!" Lantern growled, fighting the speedster's hold.

"From what?" Flash questioned, looking at the Omega confused.

"He's mine!"

"He's not yours!"

"Yes, he is!"

"GL, you need to get a grip."

"He's my Omega! I need to mark him!"

From his position, Y/N could see Flash was struggling to hold the other Alpha down and figured he should probably make his exit right about now. He made his way over to the fire escape, about to climb over until a figure floated up from below.

Superman, ever in his large and slightly intimidating form with his cape blowing in the wind looked down at the Omega with a smile, offering his hand, "Need some help?"

The Omega smiled with a soft blush, trying to quell his nerves at the Alpha's admittedly very handsome and chiseled face. Again, the Omega was no prude, nor was he oblivious to all the gossip and rumors of the world's protectors and their handsome and muscular figures. The latter was made even more prominent by the tight nature of their uniforms.

Y/N would be lying if he said he wasn't looking at Flash's prominent glutes hidden under the red spandex.

But, before the Omega took the Kryptonian's equally large hand, he noticed something in the background. The fight that initially led to this whole mess was still going on. Yet, three of the main superheroes involved in that fight were over here. Flash, he threw to the back of his mind since the speedster did technically save him. But, why was Superman here?

That's when Y/N noticed something in the Kryptonian hero's eyes. An expression almost identical to the one he just saw in Green Lantern.

Uh oh.

Before the Omega could even react, the Alpha had already scooped him up into his arms and flew off into the sky.

"H-Hey! Put me down!" Y/N stuttered, struggling in the Alpha's hold.

"I can't. I need to save you," Superman's voice was low and deep, and the Omega could feel the vibrations from his chest.

Hmm, where had he heard that before?

"Save me from what?"

"Other Alphas trying to claim you," The Kryptonian explained, and Y/N could have sworn he heard a growl in his voice.

A nervous feeling settled into his stomach, and if he wasn't careful, he'd find himself falling prey and submissive to the very situation he was trying to find a way out of. Being Aphrodite's son as mentioned before, he had an extraordinary gift with the power of emotions and desires. He could project his feelings of desire and love onto others, just as much as he could mirror them.

Another one of those aforementioned consequences of deities breeding with mortals.

The only thing Y/N struggled to figure out though was why all of this was happening. He'd never had a run-in with any of these heroes before, and the only time he'd seen behavior like this was when it was related to his...

...Of course.

His mother.

Now, everything was starting to make sense. This could only be the work of mommy dearest, and if Y/N had to guess, his half-brother Eros as well.

He'd have to deal with that problem later, though. Right now, he needed to focus on the task at hand, and that was escaping the arms of a very powerful, very strong, and very horny superhero.

"You're mine. I'll protect you from the others," Superman continued, and Y/N could feel a slight rumble in the Alpha's chest.

"I'm not yours," The Omega shook his head, continuing to struggle.

"Yes, you are. You're mine," The Kryptonian's grip tightened, and the Omega winced at the pain.

Y/N looked down and quickly rid himself of any thoughts that he could survive a fall from this height. Even if he was Aphrodite's son, he lacked something vitally important that his mother and brother both possessed. Immortality.

Hopefully, he could figure another way out of this.

He knew there was no reasoning with the Alpha. As long as he was under Eros' spell, no amount of logic or reasoning would get through to him. As cliché as it may sound, Y/N needed a divine intervention.

Thankfully, it seemed as if one was on the way.

Trails of green energy suddenly surrounded the pair, forming a giant floating cage. Superman turned to see his comrade, having escaped from Flash's grasp flying toward them.

"Get away from him!" Green Lantern yelled, flying towards the duo.

"No! He belongs to me. You have no right to him Lantern," Superman shouted back, clutching the Omega closer.

"You're not even a real Alpha, Clark! You're not even strong enough to make an Omega like him submit to you."

"What did you just say?!"

"You heard me, you fake-ass Alpha. I'm the only one worthy enough for him. Not some alien trash!"

"Why, you-"

Before the two could continue their argument, a vortex suddenly surrounded the two, causing Lantern to lose his focus. The energy cage surrounding the Kryptonian and Omega dissipated and the force from the vortex sent the two heroes to lose their flying. Superman tried his best to stay in the air, but the sudden force was too much and caused him to crash into a nearby building while Lantern crashed into a dumpster.

The Kryptonian managed to shield the Omega from the damage and brunt of their fall by wrapping him in his body. When Y/N realized they weren't falling anymore and had come to a complete stop, he peeked from the Alpha's hold, just in time to see the return of a certain Speedster who must have run up the side of the building to where they were now.

"Are you guys alright?" Flash asked, his eyes landing on the Omega in Superman's arms.

"I'm fine," Y/N nodded, and Flash sighed in relief.

"A vortex, Flash? Really?" Superman questioned with a raised eyebrow, still holding the Omega to his body.

"It was the quickest way to get you two out of the air without hurting anyone," Flash defended, crossing his arms.

"By throwing us into a building?"

"Better than the ground."

"You could have gotten him killed!"

"You were the one holding him!"

"Guys, I'm fine. I promise," Y/N interrupted, and the two Alphas turned to him.

"See, he's fine. Let's get back to the fight," Flash suggested, turning to leave.

"No, not until he's mine," Superman shook his head, and the Omega groaned. He stood up from the ground, letting the Omega stand on his own feet, but keeping an arm wrapped body to prevent him from running off.

"Not this again," Flash sighed, turning back, "You can't claim him."

"And why not?"

"Because he's mine," Lantern's voice suddenly joined the conversation, and the three turned to see the hero, seemingly recovered from his fall, walking towards them.

"No, he's mine!" Superman shouted, his eyes suddenly glowing red as he pointed them at the green-clad hero.

"Clark, no!" Flash shouted, holding his arms up in an attempt to stop the Kryptonian.

"No, he's mine. He's mine. He's mine!" The Kryptonian yelled, his eyes getting brighter.

"Clark, you're gonna kill him!"

"I don't care, Barry. No one is taking my Omega from me."

"He's not yours to claim," Lantern shouted back.

While this was all happening, everyone was oblivious to the new presence that had joined him. Only, none of the heroes could see him. Only Y/N could, and that was a very big problem.

"Eros..." Y/N muttered under his breath, narrowing his gaze at his half-brother who held a mischievous grin on his face while positioning himself slowly behind the speedster.

When Y/N realized what he was doing, he struggled in the Kryptonian's grip, "Eros, no!"

But, it was too late. The deity had taken his shot at the Flash, hitting him perfectly square in the back. The speedster flinched at the impact, turning to look around but finding nothing there, at least, nothing his sight could see. But, when he turned his gaze back around and they fell on the Omega still trapped in Superman's hands, an identical glaze to match the one in the other heroes fell over his eyes. One the half-blood was all too familiar with.

"Oh fuck..." Y/N muttered under his breath.

"Mine," Flash growled, his eyes trained on the Omega.

Before either of the two other heroes could react, Flash sped forward and landed a bunch of fast punches and blows on the Kryptonian, causing him to lose his grip on the Omega.

"Flash, what are you doing?" Lantern yelled at his comrade.

"Taking what's mine," The speedster responded, a charming but crazed look in his expression.

He grabbed Y/N and threw him over his shoulder, the Omega flailing in his grip while also trying to hold on tight as the speedster sped around the space, avoiding attacks from both Green Lantern and Superman at the same time.

"He's not yours, Barry!" Superman shouted, his heat vision shooting at the speedster who avoided it with ease.

"Yes, he is! He's mine!" The speedster yelled, clutching the Omega tighter.

"No, he's mine," Lantern yelled back, sending a giant fist toward the speedster who avoided it in a blur.

"No, he's mine!" Superman yelled, sending his heat vision at Lantern who in turn blocked it with a shield.

"No, he's mine!" The two shouted together, and the fight resumed.

Y/N, still trapped in the speedster's arms, watched helplessly as the Kryptonian and Lantern focused their attacks on each other, feeling a pat on his ass from the speedster who tightened the grip he had around his legs.

"Don't worry about them, beautiful. They're not worthy enough to have you. I am. You'll be mine, and I'll protect you from the others," Flash's voice was husky, and the Omega could feel his heart pounding against his chest.

"You're under a spell, Flash. You don't want to do this," Y/N tried to reason, but the speedster just laughed.

"Oh, but I do. I didn't know what actual life was until just a few minutes ago when I gazed upon you. and now that I have you, I can finally make you mine," Flash smirked, and the Omega gulped.

Flash sped out of the building with the Omega over his shoulder still, the two other Alphas only noticing their disappearance after they were already a mile down the street.

"Shit, where did he take him?" Lantern asked, looking around.

"I don't know," Superman answered, "But we'll find him. And when we do, you'll be the one who has to step aside."

"Like hell, I will!"

While those two continued to bicker, Flash ran himself and the Omega all the way back to Central City. Y/N was amazed at how he didn't pass out from the speed and movement, but he was grateful he didn't. Also, having superspeed may have made it a bit easier.

Just a guess.

When they finally came to a stop, the Omega was set down on his feet, and he looked around to see they were in some bedroom.

"Where are we?" Y/N asked, trying to keep his composure.

"My bedroom," Flash answered, his eyes still glazed over.

"Oh," Y/N nodded, a nervous feeling in his stomach.

"Don't worry, you're safe here," The speedster walked towards him, and the Omega backed away, "I'm not gonna hurt you."

"You say that, but your eyes say otherwise," Y/N responded, continuing to back away until he hit the wall.

"I know. But, I can't help it. I need to have you," Flash smirked, and the Omega felt his arousal getting excited in his pants.

"I'm not yours to have," Y/N shook his head, his heart pounding.

"Yes, you are," Flash's voice was firm, and the Omega felt his resolve fading.

"I-I'm not," Y/N stuttered, his knees getting weak.

"Yes, you are," The speedster was in front of him, and Y/N could feel his breath on his skin.

"I'm not," Y/N shook his head, but his voice was barely a whisper.

"You are," Flash whispered, his face close to the Omega's.

The very thing Y/N was concerned about happening when he was trapped with Superman earlier began to manifest, much to his fear. His divine abilities were reacting to his body's 'chemistry spikes' and now, he was beginning to mirror the Alpha's current feelings toward him, including the obsessive ones, which were now clouding his judgment.

"I'm not," Y/N shook his head, his breathing getting labored.

"You are," Flash whispered, his lips getting closer to the Omega's.

"I'm not," Y/N stuttered, his body giving in.

"You are," Flash whispered, pressing his lips to the Omega's.

"I'm not," Y/N muttered against his lips.

"You are," Flash said firmly, pulling the Omega's body closer to him.

In a move Y/N thought was him going to push against the Alpha in an attempt to resist his seductions, he actually was running his hands up and down the spandex-covered muscles. His legs were spread open by the speedster as he hoisted him up, wrapping them around his waist while pressing him to the wall, kissing him even harder while undressing his clothes.

"You're mine, Y/N," The speedster whispered, his lips trailing down the Omega's neck, "All mine."

"I'm yours, Barry," Y/N panted, his body flushed. Y/N remembered hearing Superman call the speedster by that, figuring it must have been either his civilian name or a codename they had. Either way, he could see from the delighted expression across the Flash's face and his blue eyes through the slits of his mask that he was very pleased by it.

"Say it again."

"I'm yours, Barry. I'm yours."

"That's right, beautiful. You're mine, and I'm yours. You'll never have to worry about other Alphas again, because I'll protect you from them."

The sun's light cascaded through the open windows in the bedroom as the two continued frotting against each other against the wall. Barry trailed his kisses from Y/N's lips down to his neck and eventually to his naked chest, before sucking on his wet nipples while the Omega through his head back in pleasure, the Alpha looking up at him with his blue eyes before taking his lips away from the leaking nubs.

"Do you like that, darling?" Barry asked, and the Omega nodded, his eyes glazed over, "Are you ready for more?"

"Y-Yes, Alpha," Y/N nodded, his breath labored.

"Good boy," Barry whispered, his voice husky and deep. He kissed the Omega one last time on the lips before pulling him away from the wall, carrying him bridal style to the bed.

Barry laid the Omega down, the latter spreading his legs open in submission and invitation, and the former smirked, climbing on top of the bed. Barry pressed kisses to the side of the Omega's neck again, right over his scent gland before taking a big sniff.

"Just the smell of you gets me excited, darling."

Barry's hands roamed the Omega's upper naked body, feeling the smooth and soft skin while trailing his fingers down his sides and to his hips. Y/N gasped, his hands gripping the sheets as the speedster's fingers teased the inside of his thighs.

"I love the way your skin feels, and the way your body reacts to me," Barry whispered, his nose pressing into the Omega's scent gland.

"Barry," Y/N moaned, his body arching off the bed.

"Say it again," Barry growled, his hands squeezing the Omega's hips.

"Barry," Y/N moaned, his eyes closed.

"That's right, baby. I'm Barry, and you're mine," Barry whispered, his fingers moving up the Omega's inner thighs.

"I'm yours," Y/N nodded, his legs spreading open even wider.

However, before Barry could move to remove the Y/N’s pants, the Omega whined at him, tugging on the spandex of his suit and mask with his hands causing a cheesing smile to appear across the Alpha's face.

"Aw, you want to see me out of my suit, don't you, darling?" Barry asked, and the Omega nodded frantically.

"Yes, Alpha. Please."

"Good boy," Barry praised, and the Omega whimpered.

He quickly removed his gloves and masks, tossing them aside before unzipping the top of his suit and pulling it off, revealing his sculpted and muscled chest. Y/N's eyes widened in delight and appreciation at the sight, reaching his hands out to touch the smooth and pale skin.

The Omega moaned happily at the sight, running his hands down the hard pecs and abs while leaning up to press his own kisses against the skin. Barry shuddered above him from the move while resuming his earlier actions of removing the offending pants and underwear that were hiding his prize from his sight.

Tossing the pants aside, he leaned up and took in the sight of the fully naked Omega, writhing on his sheets and whining for him, feeling his own throbbing hard erection under his suit pants.

"Look at you, darling. So beautiful, and all mine," Barry ran his hands down the Omega's sides, creating a tickling feeling that had the smaller male giggling, "I can't wait to claim your body, all for me," he growled, voice husky with want.

Barry kissed his way down the Omega's chest, taking a moment to bite and lick at the leaking nubs again before gripping his thighs and spreading them open. He positioned his head between the open legs while staring at the tight, slick-producing hole in front of him. He lapped his tongue to gather of taste of it on his tongue, Y/N flinching violently at the sensation while calling out the Alpha's name.

"Delicious," Barry muttered, before diving in on the wet treat in front of him.

"Oh fuck," Y/N moaned, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly.

Barry's tongue lapped at the dripping slick, his hands gripping the Omega's thighs tight and pushing them open even further to gain better access. Y/N moaned, his back arching off the bed while the Alpha's tongue entered his hole, tasting him from the inside.

"Barry, please. Please, I need it. Please," Y/N begged, his body shaking with arousal and want.

Barry didn't listen to him though, he kept feasting on the Omega's arousal while using his speed to vibrate his tongue inside him, causing the Omega to moan even louder, his body shaking with pleasure.

"Barry, please! a-ah, fuck ... !" Y/N cried, his body shaking even more.

"What do you need, baby? Tell me," Barry asked, pulling his tongue out and looking at the Omega with a smirk.

"I-I need you... Please, please," Y/N begged, and the Alpha smiled.

"You want me, baby?"

"Yes, Alpha. Please, I need you. Please."

"Well, since you asked so nicely."

The Alpha discarded the rest of his suit and underwear, his throbbing erection springing free, causing the Omega to lick his lips at the sight. Barry chuckled at his reaction while pulling him down the bed and picking him up in his arms, wrapping the smaller male's legs around him and pressing him against the wall.

Barry played with his cock against the Y/N's wet heat, enjoying the pleasurable reactions that ran across the Omega's face. "Who's your Alpha?" He asked with another playful smack of his mushroom head against the hot and throbbing entrance.

"Y-You, Alpha," Y/N panted, his face red and eyes glazed over.

"That's right, baby. I'm your Alpha," Barry whispered before he slowly slid inside the Omega.

"Fuck!" Y/N yelled, his head leaning back against the wall.

"So tight and warm. It's like you were made just for me, baby," Barry moaned, his cock pushing all the way in until his balls were pressed against the Omega's ass.

Y/N dug his nails into the skin of Barry's shoulders while the Alpha pressed him harder against the wall, his hips rapidly moving back and forth as he fucked him hard. The speedster's hips and legs were already dripping with more and more of the Omega's arousal as it dripped into his carpet, creating more of a mess the harder he thrust in and out of the hole.

"h-harder ... p-please, harder ..." Y/N moaned, his eyes closed while Barry sucked on his neck.

"So beautiful," Barry growled, his hands gripping the Omega's ass cheeks while thrusting harder, "Such a good little Omega, taking my cock so well."

"Barry! Barry!" Y/N moaned, his legs wrapped tighter around the Alpha's waist.

"Say it again," Barry growled, his hips moving faster.

"Barry!" Y/N moaned, his back arching.

Suddenly, Barry got the bright idea to add his speed to it, making his hips move at a pace that would be deemed impossible for any regular human. Good thing he wasn't a regular human. However, the increase in speed had Y/N shouting at the top of his lungs, tears springing to his eyes as he pounded his fists against the Alpha's hard, mildly sweaty chest.

Meanwhile, Y/N was a soaking mess. The shine from the sweat all around his body was highlighted by the sun's fading rays and the increasingly bright glow from the streetlights outside the window. Combined with the sticky fluid still leaking from his chest and the slick that was all but splashing between the Alpha and Omega.

"That's it, baby. Take my cock. Take it all," Barry growled, his hips moving faster.

"Barry, I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum," Y/N cried, his legs shaking.

"Do it. Cum for me, baby," Barry commanded, and the Omega followed.

"Fuck!" Y/N screamed, his back arching and his eyes rolling back into his head as he came between the two, digging nails into Barry's sweaty back as his release overwhelmed him.

"That's a good Omega," Barry said, before slipping out of the smaller male, carrying him over to the bed and propping him up on all fours.

He gripped the Omega's hips, sliding back inside him and fucking him at a rapid pace, his hips slapping against the plump ass cheeks. Y/N's eyes rolled back into his head as he cried out, his body shaking with pleasure while the Alpha fucked him.

"That's it, baby. Take it," Barry growled, his grip tightening on the Omega's hips.

"p-please, I can't... FUCK! I can't take anymore... !" Y/N cried, his body shaking as the Alpha started using his powers again to increase his speed.

"You can, and you will," Barry growled, his hips moving even faster.

"Barry, please! Fuck, I'm gonna... !"

"Do it. Cum for me, baby. Cum for your Alpha," Barry growled.

"mm ... mmh ... ! O-OHH, FUCK ... !" Y/N shouted, his back arching and his eyes rolling back into his head as he came, his legs and body shaking from the overstimulation as the Alpha started to chase his own finish.

Barry's knot started to form at the base and slowly was inching closer and closer as the Alpha fucked the Omega who was beginning to softly cry from the amount of pleasure and pain he was experiencing. His hands weakly tried to push against the speedster's hips in an attempt to slow him down but were snatched together in a grip while feeling a painful smack against his ass.

"Don't try and fight it, baby. Just let me claim you. Just let me have you," Barry growled, throwing his head back in pleasure.

"Barry, I-I can't ... !" Y/N cried, his body shaking.

"Yes, you can. Just a little longer," Barry's hips started to stutter, and the Omega cried out, his legs shaking as he felt the Alpha's knot starting to press against his hole.

"Barry, please! PLEASE ... !" Y/N sobbed, his body convulsing on the inside from the overwhelming sensation.

"Just a little longer, baby. Just a little longer."

"I-I can't... Please, I can't ... !"

"Almost there, baby. Who's your Alpha?"

"Y-You... You are ... !"

"That's right, baby. I'm your Alpha. And, now I'm gonna make you mine. Forever."

With that, Barry pressed all the way inside, releasing his knot into the Omega with a loud groan as he leaned forward, catching himself on the bed as Y/N had his third orgasm against the sheets, suddenly feeling heavy and drained from the strenuous workout he just went through.

While the pair were both recovering, neither of them realized the small, matching marks that slowly appeared over their scent glands. They were now a fully mated pair, and the God of Love and Sex knew this as he peered in through the window, watching the sweaty individuals with satisfaction.

"Welp, my job's done. I'm sure Mother will be pleased with this outcome. Serves you right, brother. You should know better than to try and deny your heritage. Hope you learn well from this punishment."

With that, the deity disappeared, making his way home.

Meanwhile...

"That should be the last of them," Lantern said, flying through the air after he captured the last of the attacking minions.

"Good," Superman nodded, his eyes still glowing white as he scanned the area.

"What are you doing?" Lantern asked, looking at the Kryptonian confused.

"Looking for him."

"Who?"

"The Omega."

"Oh yeah, do you think Barry already claimed him?"

"Probably, but it doesn't matter. Cause he belongs to me, and I'm going to take him back, by whatever means necessary."

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Could you possibly do a Hal Jordan (Green lantern) x Quiet M! Reader?

Just mostly just fluff of them, when reader visits Hal. Due to reader being Quiet, everyone thinks he would be super mean to Hal. But the justice league just sees Reader and Hal cuddling on the couch in the common room.

A/n: lots of YJ and DBH requests it’s interesting should I just make a section in my character/Masterlist with the YJ/DC characters?

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Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) x quiet!male!reader

( summary: everyone’s pretty shocked to see you and Hal asleep and cuddled up on the sofa as The Little Mermaid plays in the background )

Warnings?: being caught cuddling??😁 mentions of the team not liking you😿

!-!more under the cut!-!

Hal immediately turned when his door had opened, he’d told everyone earlier to stay out. Though, upon seeing that it was you who had disrupted him he didn’t really mind. He smiled, and even stood to greet you fully though his smile quickly turned upside down when he noticed your frown. “Y/n?” His hands found their way to your shoulders, keeping you in place. You looked down and sighed, “is everything alright?” You shrugged before shaking your head, leaning forward and into Hal’s chest. His arms moved to your back as he heard you mumble into his chest. “Everyone thinks I’m mean..” you turned your head to the side and felt Hal silently chuckle.

You were pretty quiet within the team, only opting for communication when it was needed. Everyone else thought you were mean and stuck up. That you didn’t talk to them cause you think you’re better than them but that’s not true at all. You feel useless sometimes actually, you had initially talked to Hal to get more training because of it and that’s when he saw that you weren’t a bad guy. Now knowing you, it’s hard to see how the rest of the league looks at you with a side eye but you ask him not to say anything. You’d rather not deal with the confrontation.

“I told you I could tell them off.” You shook your head and he sighed, his hands now patting your back. “We can’t just let ‘em talk about you like that Y/n you’re different come o-“ the shaking of your head again shut him up. “Well what do you suppose we do? Huh?” You were silent for a moment before pulling your head back enough to look up at him. “Cuddles and movies..?” His eyebrow raised and he waited a second to see if you were joking even if he knew deep down that you weren’t. You felt nervous, knowing he had a lot of work to do, but he seemed to not mind as he planted a kiss to your forehead and smiled. “Let’s go then.”

You both walked into the common room, it was almost silent and it would’ve been concerning if you didn’t hear faint music coming from the training room. Hal grabbed the remote and flipped onto the couch, you followed in suit, leaning into his side. It seems that no one’s touched the DVD player since the last time you guys had done this which was good, he wouldn’t have to stand up again. The little mermaid flashed onto the screen and Hal glanced at you asking if it was the movie you wanted to watch today. You said yes and he pressed play, tossing the remote back onto the coffee table. You let out a sound you didn’t know you were capable of making when you felt Hal’s arms entrap you in an embrace, pulling you down on top of him. He chuckled, flashing you a smile that could give puppies cavities. You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks as you gave him a sheepish smile back before snuggling deeper into his chest. You breathed in his scent, feeling much more content now that you were laying with Hal watching old Disney movies.

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Somewhere in the middle of the movie your eyes began to feel heavy and you couldn’t shake off the fatigue no matter how hard you tried. You yawned and Hal rubbed your back in response. “Feelin’ tired there bud?” You nodded, watching as your yawn infected him as well. “Let’s take a nap.” He suggested and you began to get up though his grip on you hadn’t loosened. “Don’t get up, you’re fine right here.” He closed his eyes, seemingly content even if you were anything but. “But what if the others walk in and see us?!” You whisper yelled, watching as he shrugged. “Then so be it. I’m not moving and neither are you.” You stared at his relaxing body for longer than you should have before flipping back downwards towards his chest feeling it bounce in excitement as he realized he’d won. Your hands messed with his shirt, listening to the sound of his heart beat, the consistent sound had made your fatigue much worse. Your breathing slowed and you closed your eyes, the sound of Ariel’s voice being sung by Ursula was the last thing you’d heard before you’d checked out.

Idle chatter filled the air as some members of the team walked into the common room. Wonder Woman was speaking with Flash as Superman was listening in on them, only joining when he had a point to bring up. It was Bruce that’d shushed them all, confusion filled their faces as he stood by the couch looking at something with a covered expression. Flash, being the curious guy he is, couldn’t help but wonder what it is that he was seeing. So, he took a step closer asking Batman what had made him stop in his tracks like that only to see you, the team dickhead cuddled up to Hal??? His jaw dropped and his eyes went from both of your sleeping forms to Batman then to WW and SM and finally back to you guys. “Whattttttt…” he spoke, obviously in shock. Wonder Women stepped forward, Superman following in suit. A chuckle escaped her, her arms crossing, “this is new.” Flash pulled out his phone and snapped some pictures before being stopped by Batman. “Is that…the little mermaid?” Flash questioned and Bruce glanced to the screen. “Should we wake them?” Superman’s deep voice finally cut through, loud and clear, answering his own question and deciding for everyone as the sound shook you from your sleep. You blinked a couple of time before yawning and rubbing your eyes. You blinked when you noticed Flash standing by you, your eyes travelled to the side where Batman stood before finally spotting Wonder Women and Superman as well. You gasped and rolled off of Hal which made him shoot up. “Y/n?” He questioned, seeing you on the floor with Flash laughing as the entire situation seemed to sink in for you. You quickly got up, mumbling to yourself in the process. “What? Can’t a man cuddle another man?” Hal asked, crossing his arms to which Batman nose laughed. “I don’t see a problem with it.” He shrugged and began to leave. Flash winked at you both before going after him. Superman opened his mouth to say something but ended up shutting it right back. He turned to Wonder Women who held a smirk on her face. Reading your embarrassed expression she decided to hold her tongue and just leave, tugging Superman along.

This is what the both of you get I suppose, being caught cuddling on the couch is definitely in your top 10 most embarrassing moments.

(I didn’t know how to end this please help my meds are making me sleepy but I gotta get this out 😿)

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 3 years

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💃 anon from before, I’m introverted to the point of no return and talking is physically impossible for me /hj

ye,,s,, I wanted to confirm,,,m if u could do the lil angst story I had said earlier,,,, it was meant to be a request but I can’t the word

sfsgjdjdhdgdffs sorry if this sounds rude,,,,, I always get nervous when talking to anyone lmao

don't worry comrade, talking to people can be very nerve wracking, you're doing an amazing job!!! you're not being rude at all :)) also ANGSTTTTTT >:)) (the original request was for something about childe finding you after getting badly injured by a fatui agent- i can write a follow up piece if yall want me too hehehehe) ~ * ~ A Fool Foul Legacy Childe x Reader Gender Neutral (pronouns not mentioned) Angst Warnings: Descriptions of violence, blood, injuries, pain, crying, death, prejudice against the Fatui ~ * ~

The Fatui were not known for their kindness. This mantra was repeated, over and over, in the city of Liyue and beyond. Parents said it to their children, friends reminded each other daily, coworkers whispered it, matter-of-factly, over weekly gossip. So naturally you did your best to avoid them. From an early age, whenever you saw the signature masks of their uniforms, you would try to turn and take a different street to your destination. If you were with either of your parents, you would hide behind them as you passed the guards, elegant and menacing in their midnight uniforms. And if contact was inevitable, you would do what everyone recommended: mind your manners and end the conversation as quickly as possible. Luckily your simple civilian status prevented them from being particularly interested in you and your family, so your interactions were limited, and in that state you wished to keep them.

Until, of course, you met Childe.

Obviously your first encounter with him wasn’t exactly the most ordinary way to meet a Fatui- in fact it was the weirdest way you had ever met anyone. But everyday you thank your lucky stars that it happened, your life simply wouldn’t be the same without him- it would be a lot less fun and a lot more boring.

Coincidentally, totally not because you loved and adored Childe with all your heart, you began to also see the Fatui in a better light. As you went about your days in the city, your eyes flitted to the agents positioned in various places around the harbor, from down near the docks to the Northland Bank up the stairs. Most of them were truly ordinary people, you discovered, some eager to serve their nation and others longing for their homes. They were always polite when conversed with, if a bit stiff, and were simply trying to perform their duties as best they could. The Fatui, you decided, weren’t as bad as everyone made them out to be.

So why, why were you laying on the ground, body searing in pain as a Fatui agent stood over you, so bored they weren’t even looking? Red stains your vision from various wounds the debt collector had given you, although you have no debts, as your blood drips onto the sweetly waving green grass beneath you.

It’s going to stain.

The agent casually wipes their blades clean, and flicks the blood onto your face. You feel nauseous, sucking in a sharp breath as pain stabs at your side. The collector turns their head slightly towards you, then harshly kicks your body with a dark chuckle. They shake their head and walk away, saying something about naivety, leaving you alone on the cold ground, your blood seeping into the soil.

Everything is quiet. There’s not even a breeze anymore as your ears ring, muffling every sound around you. You close your eyes, and smile.

Ah.

You were a fool. A fool to let your guard down. A fool to think that you’d be alright without any debts. A fool who would never again walk the streets of Liyue, visit your favorite restaurants, or coo over the sweet romance between two guards of Northland Bank.

You hope they go to Lantern Rite together, at least.

It’s raining now, a drop falling on your cheek, then another. It must be drizzling, because you can’t muster up the energy to cry. But the rain only falls on your face, and you blearily open your eyes. There’s something above you, or someone. Everything is fuzzy, but the colors you can see between the deep red are familiar.

Childe.

Another drop falls on your face, and you realize he’s crying. You want to reach out, to comfort him, but you only manage to cough, something wet and metallic going with it. He whimpers, panicked over your state, but you simply smile, blood between your teeth.

You vaguely register him cradling you in his arms, weeping, and you weakly reach up and take a hold on his scarf. He brings you closer and presses his forehead to yours, but your eyes are almost closed again. Your hearing and vision blur and blend together, becoming a single note and color of muffled silence. His scarf is soft against your bruised skin.

Your hand weakens, and falls. Along with your last sliver of reality.

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levi-supreme · 2 years

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Okay, annnnd

English Breakfast and Scone please ❤

Characters: Jean x fem!reader

Prompts: Jean [English Breakfast] and movie date [scone]

A/N: Yes!!!! My first Jean request!!! I'm so excited to write this one because yay it's time for Jeanbo to shine!!

I LOVED how this turned out and I hope you enjoy this one my dear <3

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It was movie night with your boyfriend, and your favourite day of the week. Once a week, the both of you would take turns choosing a movie to watch, whether it be a movie you've watched before, or a new one. This week, it was your turn to pick a movie.

While you were looking through the list of movies, your boyfriend was occupied with making the popcorn fresh from scratch.

"Jean, honey, do you need help?" You called from the living room.

"It's okay, sweetie, choose your movie and the popcorn will be done in a while!"

In the end, you decided to go with Tangled. It's been a while since you watched something from Disney, and Tangled was one of your absolute favourites as well.

Jean did come back once you started to let the movie buffer and load. He had a bowl full of popcorn as well as some hot cheetos. You went to the kitchen and poured two large mugs of cold lemonade and brought them to the living room.

"C'mon, princess, you ready?" Jean pulled you to him once you took your seat on the couch, making yourself comfortable by wrapping a thick comforter around the both of you. You snuggled closer to Jean, feeling the warmth of his body. You played the movie excitedly, taking a few pieces of popcorn.

As the movie played, your eyes were glued to the screen and you naturally sang along to the songs. Jean watched you with a bemused look.

"You remind me a lot of Rapunzel, you know," Jean commented when the adult Rapunzel made her first appearance by the window of the tower she lived in. You shot him a quizzical look, munching on more popcorn.

"Well, you both have long hair and beautiful bright green eyes," Jean gave you a warm smile, and you felt your insides flutter. "And you both are a little ditzy."

"Hey! That's mean." You playfully poked your boyfriend's ribs.

Continuing with the movie, it was the scene where Flynn Rider climbed up the tower and got knocked out by Rapunzel's frying pan. You tried to hold back a laughter, but you couldn't.

"Why are you laughing, princess?" You clutched your waist and continued giggling.

"If I'm like Rapunzel, then you are like Flynn Rider."

"And why is that?"

"Because Flynn stole something of Rapunzel's, and you stole something of mine." You looked at Jean again, feeling a little bashful.

"And... what did I steal, princess?" Jean inched his face closer. You looked at Jean's nose and uttered in a barely audible whisper.

"M... my h-heart," stuffing popcorn into your mouth, Jean started at you for a few seconds before a boyish grin broke out on his face. Pinching your nose affectionately, Jean muttered 'so cute' under his breath and continued watching the movie.

At last, the movie finally reached your favourite part. Your absolute favourite scene of the entire movie was when Flynn Rider, or now known as Eugene Fitzherbert, brought Rapunzel to see the lanterns. The warm glow of the lanterns, the sparkle in Rapunzel's eyes, and Eugene's longing gaze on Rapunzel always made you feel fuzzy and warm inside.

You could feel the corner of your eyes becoming a little moist as Rapunzel started singing, Eugene soon harmonising along. What you didn't realise was when you were watching Eugene gaze at Rapunzel with a look of adoration plastered on his face, Jean was looking at you swooning over the pair with the same lovesick look. You could feel a pair of eyes on you and you turned to face Jean who was smiling at you.

"I know how you're different from Rapunzel." Jean reached out his hand towards you. You could feel goosebumps appear all over your body when Jean's finger accidentally grazed past your ear and tugged a strand of your hair behind.

"You're real, and a million times more beautiful." The more Jean looked at you, the more embarrassed you felt. You didn't know where to put your eyes. As Rapunzel and Eugene were about to kiss in the movie, you could feel Jean inching his face closer to you too. Jean's breath was hot against your lips. You could hear the echoes of your own heartbeat and the quivering in your breath as Jean's larger and warmer hand cupped your cheek.

"I love you, princess," was the last thing your mind could register before Jean kissed you so gently as though using any more strength would break you. You could feel Jean's lips curving into a smile. A low rumbling echoed in your chest as you kissed him back, your lips likewise forming a smile to mirror Jean's. Seconds later, Jean broke the kiss.

"Love you too, Jean." You smiled back at him as he chuckled, feeding you some popcorn and turning back to the TV. The both of you then realised that you've missed quite a fair bit of the movie.

"Should we rewind back to the part we missed?" Jean asked while eating some popcorn.

"Hmmm... it's fine, we can always watch it again next time." You shrugged, eating some hot cheetos.

The movie continued on with Rapunzel finally realising that she was the lost princess of Corona, Eugene climbing up the tower and getting himself stabbed, Rapunzel's tear and power from the sun saving him, and Rapunzel's teary reunion with her parents. As the movie ended, your eyes were brimming with happy tears and Jean pulled you in for a bone-crushing hug.

"You okay, sweetie?" Jean stroked your back as you sniffed, nodding your head to let him know you're okay.

"Yeah, I'm fine." You chuckled as Jean released you from the hug and kissed the crown of your head. There was still a lot of popcorn and hot cheetos left.

"Up for a second movie?" You nodded, passing Jean the remote control with a smile.

"Mh-hmm! You can do the honours and choose a movie you want."

I may be biased because the scene of Rapunzel and Eugene singing 'I See the Light' is MY ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE, so if it isn't your favourite, I am very sorry q_q

Also, guess who rewatched Tangled just to write this and guess who cried watching it BUT GUESS WHO HAS NO REGRETS DOING IT.

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itsonlydana · 3 years

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01 "Pumpkin Carving"

˗ˏˋ🎃´ˎ˗ "A Nightmare at Manburg-High" ⊱ dream smp x gn!reader a short halloween highschool au presented to you by itsonlydana 🕸

▹ staring: Eret & Foolish ▹ summary: art class but its pumpkin carving with your partners ▹ warnings: knives, some cursing ▹ note: welcome darlings! With the first chapter, the countdown to Halloween started and I´m looking forward to spending this week with you <3

"The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper."

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The days had come when the fresh air brought with it a hint of rain and the promise of spooky nights, when the journey to school in the morning was still made with sleeping sand in one's eyes, while on long days of lessons one already drove home again in the dark and thus spent the only bright hours in the stuffy classrooms and in the cold in the break yard. Accordingly, most students would also look towards the end of class unmotivated, so that one could still enjoy something of the evening before it was too dark or too cold to do anything big.

Most students, however, didn't go to Manburg High, a high school that was just awakening to its full bloom with the dark days and offered its students a number of intriguing opportunities to fully experience fall despite classes.

Those who stood early enough on the first of October at the glass doors of the old school with its dark red brick and leaning chimneys could catch their first glimpse of the hallways decorated with orange and black banners, the white spider webs that stretched along the ceiling, and in what tight weave one could spot the eight-legged inhabitants whose eyes glowed red when they looked closely. In the gnarled trees hung lanterns glowing in the mist, illuminated the wet meadow in the morning from which green hands were fighting to get out of the earth, mossy tombstones hid under colorful piles of leaves and in the branches of the trees could be discovered white cloths blowing in the wind.

It was an eerie sight in the mornings and late afternoons, but in the few bright midday hours, the school radiated a warmth, mostly because of the students preparing for Halloween.

"When we were told we could do whatever we wanted, I guarantee you I didn't think about carving pumpkins." Foolish took another spoonful of seeds from the pumpkin in front of him, dropping the insides with a "splat" into the full bucket in the center of your table.

You looked over your pumpkin at Foolish and your jaw nearly dropped to the tabletop at the sight of Foolish's masterpieces. While you were still on your first pumpkin, Foolish already had a collection of hollowed out and perfectly cut pumpkins of all different shapes and patterns standing around him, small and large, crooked and round.

"What the fuck Foolish" Eret slammed his knife in front of him and crossed his arms in front of his chest "Why are we doing anything at all when Mr. Artist could do this on his own?" he asked you, to which you shrugged your shoulders.

"Next time, you'll be doing it all by yourself," you repeated, still in disbelief at what you were seeing in front of you. "How come mine don't look like that by the way?" you pecked skeptically.

"Honestly, I didn't expect anything else," Eret grumbled, staring at the black-haired artist through his thick lashes. There was nothing really evil in his gaze, though, just maybe a little envy that Foolish had once again proven how talented he was with any tool you put in his hands. "I mean, he built the whole set for the musical last school year."

"True tho" Remembering the extravagant set design with the two-story wooden tower that Foolish had not only built in a week, but also painted a stony gray, it was easier for you to understand how he had worked on half a pumpkin patch in the last hour and a half.

Grinning proudly, Foolish lifted a pumpkin from the mass and turned it towards you. Carved into the shell was a truly creepy grimace with wide-set crooked eyes, the right one higher than the left, and bared pointy teeth sticking out in all directions, with no sign of any unwanted cuts. Foolish grinned at you, "Creepy, isn't it? That one and the ghost are my favorites I think, but look, that kitten is cute too." he rambled on, pointing to one of the medium pumpkins, in which the outline of a slender cat with curled tail sat atop a hill.

Imitating a soft timid "meow" Foolish pushed his cat pumpkin towards Eret, trying to cheer up the slightly offended brunette. Successfully, it must be said.

A smile played around your partner's hitherto compressed lips as he released an arm from his grip around himself and accepted the pumpkin, lightly patting Foolish's hand. "I may not meow back, but you're welcome to a kiss," he smirked.

More than frantically, Foolish leaned over the table, wiping once across the pumpkin flesh with his gray sweater which, however, hardly interested him. Smirking, he picked up his kiss from Eret and fell back into his chair with red cheeks. "If you want, I'll give you my other ones, for kisses of course," Foolish tried and held out to Eret a pumpkin with a face that had two crosses for eyes and a sewn-up mouth.

"Guys, the pumpkins are for the Halloween celebration and not a bartering use" you interrupted the emerging deal before it could get out of hand "-better get back to work, we only have ten minutes left!" Motivated, you picked up your knife again and stabbed it into your pumpkin.

You didn't have to tell Foolish twice, he had already made the first cuts and even Eret sat back down properly in his chair with a sigh.

At the end of the lesson, your table was full of pumpkin innards, which you packed into a tupperware box for your friend Niki, because she had planned to bake something with the leftovers.

Just in time for the bell, all three of you put down your knives.

Unsurprisingly, Foolish had managed to carve another masterpiece in the few minutes, a three-headed skeleton consisting only of the heads and a single spine. You had no idea which of his few brain cells had pulled out this idea, but the monster looked truly gruesome.

"Don't laugh, it´s not as good as Fooshs" Eret said, before turning his gourd around and focusing each of you to wait for your reaction. Three ghosts were carved into the pumpkin side by side, one with a crown floating above his head, the other with a shark fin representing Foolish's fascination with the animals, and the one in the middle....

"...Eret-" you began, but the brunette interrupted you with a grin, pointing his knife at the ghost in the middle, which was clearly meant to represent you.

"I made it extra smaller so that there is no possibility of mistaken it!" he proudly explained the very obvious.

Threateningly raising your knife again, you couldn't help a small grin.

"And what did you do?" redirected Foolish.

After one last glance at a very satisfied looking Eret, you flipped your pumpkin with the slightly crooked writing, causing both of your partners to cry out loud in a playful manner.

"BOO!"

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