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alienguts · 1 year

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Hidden Talents (Diana Prince x f!Reader)

Summary: Y/N finds out that Diana is good at a lot more things than she originally thought.

Warnings: Fluff, food, eating, just cuteness

Request?: No

A/N: I'm nearing the end of my to-do list so I figured it was time to write a Diana one-shot before opening requests back up again.

Y/N had been in a bad mood all day. Her boss had been a pain in the ass, her coworkers did nothing but dump their problems on her, and she just wanted to go home. But even the commute there had taken the last of her energy.

When she finally got home, Y/N took her shoes and coat off at the door and shuffled into the living room where she collapsed onto the sofa. She’d just closed her eyes when she heard gentle footsteps approach her. Her eyes stayed closed as a hand stroked her forehead and moved down to her shoulder.

“Are you feeling alright, my love?” Diana asked her. Y/N simply grunted in response. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’.”

“I feel like garbage, Di,” Y/N whined. “I just want to eat dinner and go to bed.”

“I could make dinner,” Diana offered. “What would you like?”

“Wait a minute,” Y/N said as she sat up. “I didn’t know you could cook.”

Diana smiled warmly and stood up before taking Y/N’s hands and leading her to the kitchen.

“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, darling.”

By the time Y/N had vented about her trash pile of a day, Diana had finished cooking for the two of them. She’d made a pretty simple dish - spaghetti with a rich tomato sauce dusted with parmesan cheese - but knew that Y/N needed something comforting to soothe her, not haute cuisine.

Y/N didn’t bother to wait for her food to cool down before twirling the spaghetti around her fork and shoving it in her mouth. The first bite was heavenly.

“Oh my God, this is so good,” she said after swallowing. “Where did you learn to cook like this?”

“I’ve travelled all over the world,” Diana said as she dug into her own plate. “I’m sure I told you before. I learned this particular dish in Naples.”

“Naples?” Y/N said in disbelief. “You really have been everywhere.”

“I’ve had the luxury of time, my dear,” Diana said with a smile.

“What else can you make?”

“French, of course. I had a great teacher in India, and English food.”

“Is English food as bad as they say?”

“It’s not my favourite, but it’s not awful,” Diana said after sucking a strand of pasta into her mouth. “I wouldn’t say there are any countries that have ‘bad’ food, just different.”

“What’s the food like on Themyscira?” Y/N asked, her plate now clean. “Maybe you could make some sometime.”

“It’s quite similar to Greek food, or Northern African,” Diana said. “Lots of seasoning, very flavourful.”

“If you didn’t have so many responsibilities you could have opened a restaurant,” Y/N said as she stood up from the table and put her dinnerware in the sink. “It would be a lot more fun than looking at statues all day.”

“I do more than just look at statues, darling. Preserving historical items for future generations is important.”

“So is feeding people.”

Diana finished her meal and helped Y/N with the dishes before they both retired to the couch. Y/N rested her head on Diana’s chest and listened to her heartbeat while the TV played on a low volume in the background.

“I wonder what else you can do that you’ve never told me about,” Y/N said, sleep starting to take over.

“I have a lot of hidden talents, my love,” Diana said. “I’m sure you’ll find out about them soon.”

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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DC Characters + Arguing

Pairing: Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Diana Prince, Slade Wilson, Clark Kent, Oliver Queen x Reader

Tags: fluff, hurt/comfort, kissing, cuddles, arguments, texting, super power use, teasing

A/N: Damn, the angst is powerful today.

BRUCE

Really cold after an argument. He barely returns your calls and texts and replies with only a few words. Apologizing doesn't come easy to him and even when he does do so all you'll get is an "I'm sorry." and then him trying to slowly cuddle up to you and kiss your cheek a lot. He doesn't like to dwell on the argument but he's really bad as resolving it, which is strange because he's pretty good when talking to his opponents.

JASON

Brooding to hell and back when you argue. Spends a lot of that time on the couch too. When you try to talk to him he'll acknowledge you're there, even hold your hand because at the end of the day he is touch starved but he will keep pouting all the way. Even after you begin kissing he'll tell you that you're wrong and he's right and you kissing him first proves that so... that that!

DICK

Hates leaving after an argument but has to clear his head a little. Fresh air and adrenaline really help him out. Keeps an eye on his phone in case you call him. If you don't then he will text you to let you know when he's coming back. Drops by your favorite store and buys you your favorite dessert. It doesn't work much in the way of apology but it makes the kisses afterwards taste that much sweeter.

DIANA

There will be some broken furniture when she's angry, but by some miracle not of it will be the furniture you bought. Will gladly let you use her lasso on her if you doubt that she's being honestly apologetic. A little over the top maybe but she flies new furniture through the window and makes a big show of it too. Very careful when kissing you, at least when it comes to handling you. The walls... might need some repairing.

SLADE

Not a man you want to get into an argument with honestly. He's scary when he's normal, let alone when he's arguing about something. You're about the only person that can slap him and get away with it without getting your hand cut off for it. But he will tie them over your head when you get down to... settle your differences.

CLARK

Spends most of the time above the clouds to cool off. Of course still keeps an eye out for you, your heartbeat. Once he's calmed down a little he will buy you a whole lot of flowers and if you're still angry at him he really doesn't want you to slap him because that would break your hand and he can't have that. He loves holding and kissing it too much and he would hate to cause you more pain.

OLIVER

Tries to brush past the arguing as quickly as he can. Starts to tease you, tempt you into letting your guard down by kissing your neck and shoulder, massaging you over your clothes. Not a big fan of going to bed angry at each other so would rather stay up all night trying to patch things up then going to sleep knowing you're still angry at each other.

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fandomnerd9602 · 7 months

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Y/N: i'm strong tough and independent!

Diana: baby I got your juice box

Y/N: thanks baby!!! I'm nothing without you

Y/N happily drinks their juice box as Diana giggles...

#diana prince #diana of themyscira #diana prince x reader #wonder woman #wonder woman x reader #gal gadot #dc comics #dc comics incorrect quotes #dc comics fluff #dc comics imagine #dceu #dceu imagine #diana prince imagine

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babyyoda234 · 4 months

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Batfamily as my favorite seasonally depressed Taylor Swift songs 🥶❄️

Bruce: Peace (Folklore)

Selina: Cowboy Like Me (Evermore)

Jason: My tears ricochet (Folklore)

Damien: No body no crime (Evermore)

Cassandra: Mad Woman (Folklore)

Dick: Gold Rush (Evermore)

Tim: This is me trying (Folklore)

Alfred: it’s time to go (Evermore)

Barbara: The last great American dynasty (Folklore)

Bonus:

Clark: Dorothea (Evermore)

Diana: The 1 (Folklore)

#taylor swift #batfamily fluff #batfamily headcanons #batfamily x band kid reader #dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #batbros #alfred pennyworth #diana prince #clark kent #tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #damien wayne #selina kyle #cassandra cain #barbara gordon

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chaosstude · 12 days

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Only a god can kill another god (Part 2)

↠Diana Prince x Goddess Reader [18+] Violence and fighting ↠Part 1

“sometimes you separate at the wrong time to meet at the right time” Rohit Totlani Diana's heart pounded as she held your lifeless body in her arms. She couldn't believe you were gone. It was as if the world had stopped turning and time had frozen still. But even in that moment of despair, Diana knew that she had to do something. She couldn't just sit there and let you slip away from her forever. With tears streaming down her face, Diana gently laid your body on the ground and began to search for any signs of life. She checked your pulse, your breathing, and anything else she could think of that might indicate that you were still alive. But despite her best efforts, there was nothing. No pulse, no breath, no sign of life.

Diana let out a gut-wrenching scream of agony, a primal scream that seemed to come from the depths of her soul. She screamed her grief and sorrow, her pain and despair, her fear and helplessness, all of it pouring out of her in a wave of anguish. Soon tears streamed down her face as she held you in her arms, her body shaking with sobs as she cradled your face in her hands.

She had lost you, and she blamed herself entirely.

___ Diana was looking down at the casket that was slowly getting on the ground to be buried. She stayed quiet the whole ceremony and only talked when her speech about you came. It hurt her deeply she had felt this pain before with Steve but this time the cut feels deeper she lost a huge part of her, she felt lost and blamed it all to her obliviousness to realize that she fought you..her love…for all this months and you had said nothing.

Gods the bruises you had on your body the last few months was of her own hand..of the fights. That realization broke her more she felt as everything was spinning. She bit the inside of her cheek holding back her screams of fury and anguish, she wanted you back in her arms. ___

She had tried her best to move on, to find some semblance of solace in her life after losing you. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and gradually, the weight of her grief began to lessen. She took hesitant steps forward, attempting to rebuild her shattered world. However, deep within her, a flicker of hope remained, a desperate longing for a sign that you might still exist in some way. Diana woke up startled by nightmares of your blood on her hands, consuming her. Unconsciously, her hand reached out to your side of the bed, hoping to find your hand. To her dismay, she was met with cold sheets she had grown to despise over time. She got out of bed and began her morning routine, unable to go back to sleep without the image of your pained face covered in blood haunting her. Slowly, she walked to the kitchen, looking from the doorway as she always used to do every morning. A smile graced her face as she saw your figure swaying your hips to the beat of the music. But as she was brought back to reality, she found the kitchen empty. She looked with sorrow, just as she has been doing for the last three months without you. A heavy sigh left her lips as she entered the kitchen and prepared her own breakfast. Lost in her thoughts, Diana made two plates of omelets, one for herself and one for you. She turned around, pressing her lips into a thin line. "Right," she said quietly, looking at the empty table. She places both plates down, takes a seat, and starts eating her own breakfast. She looks at the empty seat in front of her before retrieving her laptop from her bag, which was hanging nearby, and opens it.

She searched through her emails, checking for anything new about her work, but she found nothing. Only an invitation to Metropolis of Lex Luthor, who was hosting a gala with his new collaborator. Her name was unknown, as it was stated that it would be revealed at the party. However, something about the woman's signature at the bottom right caught Diana's attention. She would recognize that handwriting anywhere - from the little notes sneakily that would be placed in her bag to read at work, so Diana would have something of you every day.

Determined to confirm if this information was true, Diana gritted her teeth and clenched her fists before quickly getting up. If there was any wisp of hope left that you might still be alive, she needed to confirm it.

#diana prince x reader #wonder woman x reader #gal gadot #diana prince imagine #diana prince x you #diana of themyscira #diana prince #dc x you #dceu imagine #dc imagine #f/f fic #self ship #dealing with grief #greek goddess #fluff #action #wonder woman

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themarvelousknight27 · 8 months

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Dianna runs Towards Y/N…

Diana : I miss you baby

Diana kiss Y/N softly…

Y/N: I miss you more, Diana you are my Queen

Diana: you are quite the sweet talker aren’t you…

#diana prince #diana prince x reader #dc fluff #dc x reader #Malereader #dc imagine

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allanalightwood · 2 years

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yall know what i need as a superbat fic? PRE-IDENTITY REVEAL. but the one where bruce wayne attends a gala somewhere something something and he’s high on pain medications. So to people outside of the loop it’s just Brucie being Brucie. Huge league business in the same city, so from the gala, this bitch slips out. High on pain medication, He can’t feel shit. Then before the main battle, he decides to TAKE MORE? IDIOT (’Alfred isn’t here to stop me’ is his reasoning)

Then post-battle, he thought he saw something move in an alley and that’s when the pain medication kicks in again where everything’s all wonky and “Oh Diana there’s a cat who looks like you” So, the others, surveying the damage decides that superman’s closest and the most capable to handle this.

Then Batman takes one look at Superman, sees the sunshine reporter he’s been flirting with for the last 6 months and is like; “Oh hey, it’s my favorite reporter. What are you doing here?” then he faints.

Then in Gotham, Babs is laughing her ass off, Dick’s panicking, Jason is also laughing, while Tim’s the sane one. Damien is also getting ready. Alfred’s trying not to laugh.

OK edit: comment/reblog if you wanna get tagged when i post the first chapter.

#i've had this thing in my brain for a whole day #i have school #someone write it #i'm begging you #superbat #clark kent #bruce wayne #batman #superman #batfam #because i am a sucker for fluff #dick grayson #Jason Todd #tim drake #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #diana prince #justice league

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morgandr · 5 months

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Imagine:

Photographing your friend, Diana Prince a.k.a Wonder Woman at a party.

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(NOT MY GIF!)

(Diana Prince X Reader)

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(TAGS)

#old hollywood #oldhollywoodedit #lynda carter #diana prince #wonder woman #dc comics #vinatge #vintage #gif imagine #moviegifs #images #imagine #fame dr #x reader #fluff #y/n #1960s #1970s

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smalls-words · 1 year

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Fulfil Your Oath

Summary: Handmaiden to the Princess of Themyscira, you have one well-known rule: where she goes, you follow. But you have another only you know: never fall in love with the princess.

Pairings: Princess Diana x Handmaiden!Reader, Unnamed Mother x Reader, Antiope x Diana (aunt), Antiope x Reader (trainer), Menalippe x Reader (mentor), Menalippe x Antiope (wives).

Warnings: Death, battle, requited but unseen love, soft fluffy bit at the end.

Genre: Fluff and Angst

A/N: Here is the masterlist of the now miniseries!

*not my gif*

It was tradition. The handmaiden of the Queen would have a daughter, who would then grow up to be the handmaiden of the Princess. From the moment you could walk, you shadowed your mother, who shadowed the Queen.

You took in everything you could to learn about what you needed to learn, and after fourteen long years, your mother finally introduced you to the princess.

“Princess.” Your mother bowed to her small form.

“Hello.” Her Themysciran accent was thick.

“Princess, I’d like for you to meet your handmaiden. My daughter, Y/N.”

Your mother moved out of the way to reveal you standing quietly, your eyes not lifting until your name was spoken by the princess. “Speak.” She added.

“Good afternoon, Princess.” You bowed.

She gave you a smile before the appearance of the Queen had you kneeling before her. “My Queen.” You addressed her.

“Good afternoon, Handmaiden Y/N.” She nodded, the signal to relax.

You stood and moved behind Diana, as your mother did with Queen Hippolyta. The two conversed as they walked through the gardens, your mouth sealed shut the entire time but you listened to everything.

Over the first year of being Diana’s handmaiden, you learnt her schedule off by heart. You learned all of her favourite meals, prepared her bed every morning after she woke up. Stood by her shower, helped her dress, and kept her together.

Now, officially four years from your first day as her handmaiden, you entered her room.

“Good morning, Diana.” You murmured as you walked in.

“Mmm.” She grumbled.

You sighed. “Good morning, Arteia.”

You waited patiently for the woman to leave, helping her collect her belongings before you walked around to the windows and opened the curtains.

“Y/N, no…” Diana groaned in annoyance.

“You have a meeting with your mother in half an hour.” You pulled the bedsheets off of her very easily, her groggy sleep-filled mind not quick enough to react.

She buried her face into her pillow, her voice muffled. “I’ve had enough of these meetings.”

“Well you can bring up that topic with your mother, at the meeting.” You replied.

As you were about to get her bath ready, you felt her hand take your wrist. Her beautiful raven hair shone like obsidian in the sunlight, and her chocolate brown eyes looked like pure gold.

*Stop it.* You thought to yourself.

“Can’t I just… skip it?” She gave you a grin, hoping you’d be lenient.

You shook your head. “I cannot allow that. Now come, we are going to be late.” You removed your wrist from her grip and waited at the bathroom door for her.

You were careful to not look at her naked form.

She had a quick bath and thanked you for the towel in your arms, dressing herself in simple clothing before following you out the door. You knew the palace like the palm of your hand, corridors and hallways interconnecting like the lines of your skin.

As you came to the closed oak doors, you opened the left one and held it so as Diana walked through. You followed her to her seat, drew it out from under the table, and pushed her back in.

“Thank you, Y/N.” She murmured.

She watched you stand by the corner guard, your eyes fixed forwards on a spot of marble. Diana looked down at the meal before her, thanking the gods quietly before she ate.

The meeting over breakfast was quiet and concluded quickly since the Queen had to deal with some trainees, leaving you with Diana and her schedule. Training was soon and you needed to dress her in her training armour before taking her to the fields.

For once, Diana wasn’t fidgeting or talking randomly as you dressed her. She was silent.

“Speak your mind, Y/N.”

You just realised she was looking at you, observing the concern hidden behind your eyes. “You are not acting as you normally do.”

“It is nothing. Just… frustration from breakfast.” Diana murmured.

“Of course.” You nodded, standing after tying her boot lace around her calf.

You walked down with her to the stables where your horse was ready to be ridden. You sat at the front and Diana the back, her hands lightly falling to your waist for a grip.

As you arrived at the training field, you watched Diana run down to General Antiope before climbing off the horse. Diana’s training session would be two hours, before lunch and some formalities before coming back for another two hours in the evening.

You gave Antiope a nod of respect before going for a walk in the forest.

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In the evening, you found Diana once more at the training field. She looked battered and bruised as she normally does, her hair slightly filled with grass whilst a happy grin spread across her face at the sight of you.

“Y/N! Come down here!” She yelled from the valley.

You carefully made your way down to where she stood next to Antiope. “Y/N, I want you to meet my aunt, Antiope. I don’t know if you two have ever met before but she thinks I’m ready to join the ranks! What do you think?”

You looked at the General, who gave you a slight shake of her head. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, General Antiope.” You spoke instead, bowing your head.

You turned to Diana. “And as for you, I think you need a bath.”

Antiope chuckled at your remark whilst Diana gasped. You shook your head with laughter as she walked up the hill frustratingly, your smile dying down as you looked at Antiope.

“Don’t be late tonight, or I will go much harder on you.” She warned with a grin.

“Of course, General.” You smiled before following after your princess, who was extremely annoyed since your horse wouldn’t move without you.

“Y/N, hurry up!” She ordered.

“I’m coming.” You murmured, swinging yourself onto the saddle at the front.

As you walked back to the palace, Diana’s fatigue set in. She leaned her head on your shoulder and carefully looked at you, your eyes glancing down to her for a moment.

“Someone is tired.” You teased.

“You try training for four hours a day against Antiope. You’ll be exhausted.” She mumbled, her arms tightening around your waist ever so slightly.

After returning your horse to the stable, you walked Diana back through the palace to her chambers. You undressed her and let her sink into the warm water of the bath, grabbing your stool to sit next to it.

You washed her hair thoroughly but gently, listening to her groan in satisfaction. You carefully scrubbed her down, being extra careful over her bruises and scrapes, before you invited her to climb into the warm towel in your arms.

You then dressed her into her night clothes and folded the sheets over her, chuckling as she took your wrist in her hand.

“Stay with me tonight?” She asked with a grin.

“I cannot, Princess.” You took your hand away.

She sat up, her damp hair falling over to one side. “Why not? You are my handmaiden. You serve me.”

You hesitated at the door, your hand on the frame. “I am a handmaiden. I do not sleep in my Princess’s bed.”

Diana grew confused by your words and walked to the door, but she could no longer find you in the hallway. She closed the door quietly, moving back to the bed to lie down.

Her eyes gazed up at the stars. “I wish she would.” She begged the gods before sleep took her.

You looked up at her bedroom window as Antiope was getting water for you both. You dressed into your training armour, gazing at the light of the candle fading in Diana’s bedroom.

“I wish I could.” You murmured before Antiope’s footsteps enticed you to swing your sword and start your four hours of training.

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The days blurred together as you trained with Antiope and cared for Diana, using the time she was at training to earn more rest before your own would begin that night. You were much better than Diana, having trained for years upon years, starting when you began as handmaiden.

One day as you were trotting towards the training grounds to pick up Diana, you heard a loud whirring sound. It couldn’t be any of the blacksmiths, nor the armour makers since it was coming from the ocean.

Black smoke trailed from some small yellow spot, your eyes locking onto Diana as she dove off of the cliff. Alarm bells rang in your mind before you galloped down the mountain to the palace, not even dismounting as you found the Queen outside.

“My Queen! The border has been breached!” You reported.

She mounted her horse and followed after you, throwing you an armour set as she held your horse’s gallop steady. You slipped it on over your clothes and took a set of weapons from Arteia, thanking her with a nod.

As you approached the cliffedge, you leapt off of the back of your horse and shot an arrow into the cliff, swinging down to be met with Diana’s worried eyes.

“Princess!” You cut the rope just in time, rolling towards her.

“Y/N, stay behind me!” She ordered, covering you with her body before you pushed her down, your chest on top of hers.

“I am your handmaiden, which makes me your protector. Stay down.” You growled, lifting your eyes to see the stampede of horses coming across the beach.

“General!” You bellowed, your voice carrying across the cliff face.

Antiope spotted you and nodded, a sword landing in front of you. You gripped it tightly in your hand and stabbed the enemy to your right, forcing him to drop his weapon.

“You.” You pointed at the man staying close to Diana.

“Use that.” You gestured to it.

He nodded and gripped the gun, firing off at the enemy whilst you let arrows fly and swords clash with their guns. In the end, nobody made it within ten feet of Diana unless you wanted them to.

But Diana moved.

Standing at the shore, an enemy gun pointing at her.

You were too late.

“ANTIOPE!” You roared, throwing your sword through the throat of the enemy soldier to decapitate him.

You crouched down next to Diana, propping up the head of your mentor. “No, no, no…” You moved Antiope’s hair away from her face, tears welling in your eyes.

She looked at Diana. “Diana… the time has come. You… You must…”

“What, Antiope? Tell me what to do, please!” She begged.

Antiope strained to talk. “Godkiller. Diana, go…”

“Go? Go where?”

Antiope looked at you. “Your oath…” Her hand came to rest on yours as it held her head. “Fulfil it.”

You nodded. “I promise.”

She looked back at Diana before you felt the limpness of her hand, a few tears coming from Diana before Menalippe came to her corpse, begging the gods to bring her wife back. Hippolyta came to your side, to which you were confused by her empathetic expression.

“I’m sorry, child. I… She fulfilled her oath.” She murmured.

“No.” You shook your head, standing up to scan the standing warriors.

She was lying down in the sand.

“MAMA!” You bellowed, racing over to her corpse.

“No, no, no…” You moved the hair out of her face, dusted the sand off her skin.

“Mama, please, no. You- Mama.” You pressed your forehead against her chest, clutching her limp form tightly.

The tears finally broke through, streaming down your cheeks and onto her breastplate, scratches of old being filled in with tears of new. You didn’t dare take your eyes off of hers, even if they weren’t smiling at you.

Anger bubbled below the surface of sadness.

“You.” You snarled, staring at the man behind Diana.

Diana stepped in front of you and whilst you could have overcome her in a normal spar, your emotions clouded your judgement. “Y/N, do not! He fought at our side!”

“You brought them here! You killed my Mama!”

Menalippe gripped you by her arms wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you away from Diana and the stranger. She held you tightly against her, waiting for your anger to dissipate.

“We shall grieve together.” She murmured in your ear.

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You stood beside Diana, tears still trickling down your reddened face as Menalippe held the stranger within the Lasso of Hestia. The princess looked at you every sniffle or two, urged to comfort you but she needed to deal with the stranger first.

It was her duty.

You left after the feeling of more than two pairs of eyes overwhelmed you, collapsing after you found a dark room to hide in. You stayed in the darkest corner and shook as grief gripped your heart with no remorse, not even hearing the door opening.

“Y/N? Y/N, it’s me, Diana.”

Her voice sounded so far away. You could feel your mind spiralling so far that it felt like you were falling into Tartarus, only for a simple touch to your cheek to bring you back.

“Y/N?” Her soft voice queried.

“M-My Princess, um…” You tidied yourself up, brushing away your tears. “H-How can I help you? I can run you a bath, I can dress you, I can-”

“I want you to breathe.” She murmured.

You looked up at her, feeling so small yet so seen. Your bottom lip trembled at her words, forcing your own out. “I can’t.”

She pulled you closer to her, scanning your teary face before you yelped as she picked you up. She placed you on the edge of the bath before she ran the water, not budging when you gestured for her to leave.

“Diana, I can do this myself.”

“Not in the state you’re currently in.”

She moved to undress you but you protested, undressing yourself to sink into the warm water. You faced away from Diana, wanting to be alone so desperately so you could grieve without judgement.

Her hands fell into your hair and gently began to massage your scalp, introducing the water before adding the oils you used on her hair. You didn’t make a fuss, not wanting to show her your teary eyes, and let her scrub your back and lower body.

“Turn.” She muttered.

“No.” You replied softly.

She sighed and quietly stood, grabbing a towel to wrap around you. “Come on.” She urged.

You stood nervously and stepped out of the bath whilst facing away from her, shuddering as the warmth of the towel failed to reach further into you than your skin. Diana guided you out to her bedroom and sat you on the bed, bringing what is normally your stool in front of you.

“Now… Tell me why you seem to be an excellent fighter, much better than some of our greatest warriors. And why does Menalippe care for you so much?” She asked, rubbing your feet gently just as you would do for her.

“Menalippe was my handmaiden mentor before Antiope.” You smiled sheepishly.

“And your fighting?” She queried.

“I… train in the hours of night. I have since I became your handmaiden.” You admitted, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Although I assume they are finished, since Antiope is… with the gods.”

Diana looked up at you as you brushed away another tear, giving her a short but untrue smile. She stood and moved to her cupboard of garments, sifting through them before holding one up to you.

“Diana, please, I have my own clothes-”

“Silence.” She ordered, to which you had no choice but to obey.

She brought you to your feet and gently pushed away the confines of the towel, noticing how nervous you were to show your body. “Arms.” She ordered again, slipping the clothing onto you very easily.

You let her put on every piece of clothing before she then placed a fur cloak over you, confusing you. “What are you doing, Diana?”

“We are going with Steve.” She murmured.

“The stranger?!” You stepped back, falling onto the bed.

“Yes. But we have to be quiet.” She hissed softly, noting your anger as she pulled her own fur cloak on.

“My Princess, there is nothing you can do to get me to go with you and him.” You murmured, spitting his descriptive.

She turned to you, a determined look on her face. “You are my handmaiden. Where I go, you follow. That is your oath.”

You lowered your eyes as the princess’ anger frightened you slightly, but she hugged you tightly afterwards. “We will go when dusk has fallen. Get some sleep.”

You made your way out of the room to find Menalippe standing at your door. You startled her by the sight of your clothing, her footsteps urgent as she came to you.

You were prepared to be scolded.

But you were embraced.

She held you close, tucking your head against her chest. The floodgates opened once more, her tears coupling yours. “We grieve together, Y/N. No matter our occupation.”

You sniffled and nodded against her, letting her lead you inside to sit on your bed that was much smaller than Diana’s. Menalippe held you close as the stars began to reveal themselves in the waning light, sighing as she pulled away slightly.

“You do not have to go. Hippolyta will give you time to grieve. You may even end up as her handmaiden.” She murmured.

“Antiope said I must fulfil my oath.” You replied just as softly.

“I will not let her last command die simply because she is gone.”

Menalippe nodded, kneeling in front of you as the moon revealed itself besides its companions. “Go. Be by her side.”

She brushed your cheeks clear of tears. “But you are still a child. If the emotions come, let them through. The greatest skill a warrior can have is empathy.”

You nodded, letting her kiss your temple before she stood. “Go. Before I have to inform the Queen of your leave.”

You thanked her with a tight hug before sprinting out of the door.

#smalls words #diana prince #diana prince x reader #diana prince x fem!reader #wonder woman x reader #wonder woman x fem!reader #diana prince fluff #diana prince angst #wonder woman fluff #wonder woman angst #fulfil your oath miniseries

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flamekinz · 8 months

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A New Museum Exhibit

So not to try and endorse negative tropes, but how would Clark and Lois deal with jealousy? I know they're pretty much head over heels for each other in MAWS, but this is still the beginning to the relationship and things could be bumpy. (Like Lois has kind of pointed out she's nowhere near as fast or strong as Clark is.) So one day an alien mysteries exhibit comes to the Metropolis Museum, and knowing what a threat random Kryptoninan tech is and with what kind of influence Flamebird Social may have on the Daily Planet, Clark and Lois volunteer to cover the exhibit and try to snoop out anything out of place. But it seems like just a normal collection of stone tools and ancient paintings, so the pair are rather disappointed. And Clark being the bit of a clutz he is in this series, turns too fast and inadvertantly topples over a secured pedestal with an intricately crafted urn. Yet before even Superman can react, another woman catches the urn, the pedestal, and Clark (who she thought was also falling but was in fact trying to catch the urn himself.) This 6'10" woman is Diana Prince, the curator of the collection and asks if Clark is all right. Not one for usually being on this side of the hold, is completely flubbed on what to say, and the lighting isn't helping with highlighting just how Majestic Diana is. Lois, of course, is a bit steamed by the scene and is quickly grabbing Clark out of Diana's hands and tersely thanks her for saving /her/ boyfriend. Clark is apologizing profusely as Diana ponders on how a supposedly sturdy pedestal could topple over from a mere bump. IDK where to go from here but I think it would be a 'Superman is weak to magic' reveal episode and have something to do with mystical emotional manipulations. Diana Prince is never Wonder Woman in the episode, she acts as the info bot about the magical artifacts in question, maybe dip into a fact about trying to pick up magical artifacts to 'take care of'.

#my adventures with superman #maws #superman #lois lane #wonder woman #diana prince #short story idea #fluff #clark kent

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fandomnerd9602 · 10 months

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Y/N: baby?

Diana: mmm?

Y/N: if your lasso compels you to tell the truth, what if you don’t know the truth?

Diana kisses Y/N on the cheek…

Diana: go back to bed my love.

Y/N snuggles into Diana’s arms…

#dc comics imagine #dc comics incorrect quotes #dc comics fluff #dc comics #dceu #diana prince #diana prince imagine #diana prince x reader #wonder woman x reader #wonder woman imagine #wonder woman #gal gadot

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 2 years

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Psst…Diana comforting reader from a panic attack :(

20 Minutes.

You were only going to feel like you were dying for 20 minutes.

That was 10 minutes twice. Or 5 minutes four times. Or 4 minutes 5 times. Or 2 minutes 10 times. You could get through it. You just had to keep one eye on the clock and the other on your work.

Everything was too big. And too much. Too loud. And you just felt so small and overwhelmed. But. Even if it was beating too fast, your heartbeat was telling you you were still alive. Even if your hands were cold and trembling. Even if it was hard to breathe. You could work. So that's what you were going to do. People needed help. And you didn't have time to stop.

"Diana-" Clark said quietly, voice pitched for her hearing. Brow furrowed in worry as he jerked his head towards you. And he melted a little when the Amazon visibly softened.

The Amazon stepped to your side and wrapped her arms around your waist, frowning at how cool and clammy your skin feels. And she knows you're probably feeling faint. "My brave little fawn," she hummed, kissing your temple.

"I'm not-"

"You are," she murmured. "Terrifyingly brave," she praised, "so very small for an Amazon. And so very fierce."

And she smiles, hugging you tighter. Gratified when your heart rate goes down just a fraction.

#Diana Prince #diana of themiscyra #wonder woman #wonder woman x reader #fluff #anon ask #ask answered

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chaosstude · 1 year

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Only a god can kill another god

↠Diana Prince x Goddess Reader [18+] Violence and fighting

Everything you two had built was falling apart. You knew it from the moment you both stood facing each other in that dark alley with the heavy rain soaking your clothes. The gravity of the situation was heavy, and it was clear that there was no turning back.

You were both about to fight to the death, each one of you determined to win.

You couldn't escape this fate. No matter how much you wanted to, you could not turn away from the impending battle. You had to face it head-on and accept the consequences, whatever they may be.

Her eyes were full of fierce determination as she pulled her sword from her back holster. You stared with tears streaming down your face as you lowered your head. You knew that this was the moment of truth. Your mind raced with thoughts of doubt and fear but you knew that you had to face your opponent. You steeled yourself and unsheathed your sword, ready to fight.

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Your mouth dropped open in a gasp as you jerked awake with heavy breathing. The sun was setting behind you while you were sitting still. Taking a deep breath to calm your racing heart, you shook your head as the memory faded. A sigh escaped your mouth as you leaned back on the bed, inspecting the cold sheets on your right side. You then looked out on the balcony, taking in the sight of the city lights that were beginning to sparkle in the evening's sky. Stepping onto the balcony, you let out a deep sigh.

You looked up at the night sky, and watched as the stars slowly started to appear. You felt a sense of comfort standing there in the dark. The quiet of the night and the gentle breeze filled your lungs, helping you to become a bit more at ease. As you watched the stars in the night sky, you felt at peace , despite the loneliness that often accompanies the thought of her. Taking a deep breath, you allowed yourself to fully relax and enjoy the peaceful moment. You knew that this simple pleasure was one of the few things that could soothe your heavy heart.

As your mind started to wander, the fight memory came to the surface.

The rain fell harder as the two goddesses charged at each other. It was almost like it was trying to wash away the battle that was taking place. The rain became so intense that it made it difficult for the two goddesses to fight. They had to dodge and weave in order to avoid each other’s weapons. Despite the heavy downpour, the goddesses remained undeterred in their mission.

The rain was still pouring down with its relentless force when a powerful kick sent you sprawling across the ground. Thunder rumbled in the distance as the sky wept heavily. Rain soaked through your clothes and chilled you to the bone. There wasn't as much cold as in your heart.

In an attempt to continue fighting, you arose only to be impaled by a sharp piece of debris. As the sword pierced your skin, you gasped in pain and shock. Throughout your body, you felt the warmth of your own blood. You were about to lose everything. Stuck in a fight, you could not win. Your heart raced as you felt your strength wane, and the chilly rain washed away any hope that you might survive.

Shakingly, you removed your helmet and left it beside you. Your movement drew your opponent’s attention to your face. You had just revealed your identity. A look of horror appeared on her face and a gasp left her lips as she realized that the person she had been hunting down for so months and just fought was her own lover. You looked into her eyes, knowing that it was too late to turn back.

She mumbled your name and looked down at your stomach. Realization came and crashed into her as she looked at what she had done. She stepped back, tears streaming down her face, her heart shattering. “No, no, no, no” she cried as she fell on her knees.She was in shock, unable to fully accept what had happened.

“What have I done?” she whispered slowly holding you in her arms as she stroke your face, tears now flowing freely down her cheeks. It overwhelmed her with guilt and regret, wishing she could undo what she had done. “Stay with me please, my love,” she said, her voice shaking with emotion. “Please do not leave me, I cannot bear it.” she pressed her head against yours. “Diana,” you whispered, your voice barely audible. She smiled through her tears and kissed your forehead, her lips trembling. Diana was desperate for your forgiveness and was afraid of being left alone. Her emotions were so strong that she was unable to contain them, and she kissed your lips in a moment of tenderness and love.

She whispered back, “My love, I'm sorry, please forgive me.” With these words, you embraced one another, Diana’s sorrowful tears mixing with your own as you both held on tightly to each other, knowing that neither of you wanted the moment to end. You gazed into one another's eyes as you slowly closed your eyes, treasuring the moment and the love that still existed between you both. You whispered tenderly, "I forgive you".

When the darkness slowly enveloped you, you heard the scream of your beloved. The pain and anguish of her broken heart echoed within your own. Diana had realized, too late, that you were gone. She had lost you forever, and the pain was unbearable. Tears streamed down her face as she held you close, begging you to come back to her, willing you to stay.

The sound of her voice, pleading for you to stay, echoed in your mind and brought you back to the present. You had been considered dead by your lover, and the thought of it pierced your heart like a dagger. You wanted nothing more than to go back to her and tell her that you were alive and that you still loved her, but you feared that if you returned, her heart would be too fragile to handle the shock and it would be best to stay away. Knowing that you could not go back to the past and the pain that it could bring, you chose to stay away and keep her safe.

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galaxycrab · 1 year

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Five times the league saw Batman laugh, and the one time he made them laugh! This fic has so many tags, but it's a focus on Bruce Wayne, the justice league, and the batfamily. I originally wrote it with Ezra Miller's flash in mind, but due to ,,,, the current climate of things, I might go through and rewrite this fic. Especially since there's a lot more about Dc that I know about now. But it seems to be one a lot of people like!

#batman #bruce wayne #batfamily #batfam #superbat #superwonderbat #wonderbat #Dick grayson #jason todd #Clark kent #diana prince #hal jordan #batlantern #funny #crabwrites #fluff

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mysunshinetemptress · 6 months

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Your Royal Support

Leah Williamson x Royal!Reader

Warnings: none fluff talks of Leah’s ACL recovery

Disclaimer: for the purposes of this story actual timelines have not been taken into account I.e Princess Diana and Prince Charles separation.

You hadn’t had to dress in your dress uniform since June when you attend the Royal Garter, but here you where fixing your sash again out of nerves you looked in the mirror before looking at the sleeping form of you fiancé in bed. Leah and her family had travelled to Windsor yesterday to watch the 26 year old footballer accept her OBE and unlike the other recipients of the awards taking place this morning they all slept at Windsor castle, you where happy to sleep in a hotel but your father had insisted on it stating family stay with family when they visit not in a hotel and it wasn’t like the castle couldn’t accommodate them.

Leah stirred slightly as you turned holding your aiguillette in order to stop them from banging together and creating noise wanting the younger girl to sleep a bit longer knowing today was going to be long. You walked towards the bed and leaning down you kissed her head “I’ll see you shortly my love.” Watching her a moment longer you left knowing your Equerry James was standing waiting to give you the rundown of the day.

You had attended a few meetings before the ceremony regarding the statement that would be made at the end of the month regarding your engagement to Leah, you refused to make any decisions without her input stating that whatever information you received would be relayed back to her. You had left that meeting to a flurry of texts from Leah and Amanda, both looking for you in a form of panic as Leah grew more nervous of this afternoon’s ceremony. You called Leah immediately and you could have sworn the ringtone hadn’t even sounded before she answered “hello my love.” Leah sighed hearing your voice “everything ok.” Leah shook her head before realising you couldn’t see her “I don’t think I can do this Y/n.” You looked around the corridor of the castle before walking down towards the left and stopping when you came across the window you where looking for peering out of it you could see into the apartment you had left this morning now though you could see Leah pacing the room with Amanda sat on the couch both dressed. You smiled before beginning to talk again “your already halfway through Le.” Leah shook her head “that doesn’t make sense Y/n the ceremony isn’t for another hour and a half I’m not even close to being half way done.” You smiled once again watching Amanda try to get Leah to sit “your already dressed, your hair is done and although I tell you every morning you don’t need it you have makeup on although on a day like today I understand so you are already ready for the ceremony waiting for it to happen after those two it only has to happen and then we go out later, that’s four things on a check list two completed two to go your halfway done.” Leah sighed again “you always know what to say.” You laughed “if I didn’t by now then you should reevaluate our relationship it’s my job to know you.” Leah smiled before stopping “wait can you see me.” You laughed again watching Amanda and Leah look around the room trying to figure out where you could see them “I told you, you call, you ever need me in moments you feel like no one can see you I can, I see you.” Leah turned looking out the window before spotting you waving at her “oh I love you.” You laughed nodding along “I know but I loved you first.” Leah laughed at the statement you made every time she told you she loved you, you had said you had fallen in love with her when you where on a royal engagement with your older brothers to the Arsenal academy as a kid. You had never publicly had a relationship until her and even then it was rather private stating you had known from the moment your hands touched you knew there was nobody else and even stated you didn’t mind waiting as she dated other people because you knew it was going to be you who she loved last. You smiled at her once more before talking again “I better go I have a meeting with Will about you know what, see you shortly darling.” Leah blew you a kiss before hanging up and turning to her mum who had been watching the interaction.

You stood down the hall waiting for the Williamson family to arrive fixing you uniform nervously before your head shot up at the sound of a wolf whistle, you couldn’t help you face become hot at the sight of Leah walking at a fast pass in order to reach you “I love it when you wear your uniform, your keeping that on all day.” You smiled nodding “sort of have to but I can take the jacket off when we start dancing later thank god.” Leah smiled before placing her hands either side of you cheeks pulling you into a kiss “I’m so proud of you.” Now it was Leah’s turn to blush “seriously Le I am and I worry I never tell you enough but I’m proud of you for one everything you have accomplished in your football career, two for how high you have held your head through these difficult months but mostly I’m proud of you I’m proud of you knowing who you are, never forgetting where you came from while you look forward to where you want to go in the future for understanding you have a voice and using it not just when the public see, I’m proud of all the time you have been in so much pain and admitted to it, whether it is your acl or your endometriosis I’m proud of you not letting anything or anyone define you and I’m proud to be your fiancé I will tell you that I love you how much I have always loved you till I can no longer speak but I need you to know I’m also just as proud of you, thank you for loving me, allowing me to love you, for taking on the crazy that I and my family are and the burden our status brings, for being there when I need you for collecting me and all the baggage but thank you mostly for your support I hope I have supported you as much as you have and will always need because you are always there for me.” Leah melted into your arms “don’t make me cry before I have to go stand in-front of your brother and then the press.” You kissed the top of her head chuckling slightly “but you have and I know how proud and loved I am from you I never understood what love was or how we are meant to only be in love with one person for the rest of our lives until I met you y/n now I don’t want anyone else to be there holding my hand in the hard times and making me smile as hard as I do in the good ones I know trust me I do.” You pulled her into a kiss once more before separating to hold her hand as her grandfather cleared his throat to gain your attention “well are you kids ready.” You nodded pulling Leah into you before turning to the door nodding to the hand stating you where ready when they were.

You stood beside Amanda holding her as Leah stepped forward to receive the award looking at you briefly at something William had said before smiling. “I can’t wait till you both get married.” You smiled at Amanda “any idea where it’s going to be yet.” You shook your head slightly “no not at all Papa has said we could use Westminster Abby, that holds roughly 2000 people but I don’t know it’s already getting televised that’s more people seeing our relationship than either her or I want if I’m being honest, he has also said we could get married here at St George’s chapel like Harry and my cousin but if I’m being honest I would marry her in a registry office with you guys as witnesses but I’m not allowed.” Amanda smiled squeezing your arm “I know your role is hard that there are so many eyes looking at you constantly wishing you harm, but she has told me that for you she would stand in front of them all and protect you no matter what, I worried about her being with you I’m ashamed to say but I did your mother died after marrying into your family, your sisters in law have been torn from limb to limb in the media, as a mother you want to protect your child and that’s all I want for her happiness and protected and for a while I didn’t see you being able to protect her, but then you drove through the night after she got a concussion and you postponed meetings and appearances when she did her ankle and you sat and held her so tight yet so gently when the doctors told her she had endometriosis and you promised her and I you would find the best doctors to look after her should she ever need it, but recently you have shown me your in it for the long run with her acl injury that you would do anything to protect and support her through her worst and best and I feel so much more at peace, it’s you and her until the stars come calling and you really have shown us all that.” You pulled Amanda into a hug feeling yourself tear up. “Thank you.” Amanda laughed lightly “I should be thanking you.” You shook your head “ thank you for being the mum I always needed.” At this Amanda hugged you tighter.

William stood talking to Leah before they both turned to see you talking to Amanda “you know she never knew our mum not really anyway she was to young when she died but she is so like her in the way she loves.” Leah looked at him confused “my mum had a good heart when she fell in love with something she fell hard and she did everything she could to express it whether that be speaking about charity’s or loving her kids. Y/n loves you wholeheartedly and that is the best trait my mother could have passed down to her.” Leah smiled at him looking at you and Amanda hugging “I hope she knows I love her just as much.” William smiled “she does trust me.” William presented Leah with her badge before pulling her into a hug “and we can’t wait for you to join the family.” Leah smiled one last time before stepping back bowing slightly and walking over to you and her family. You stepped back allowing the Williamson’s to grab Leah first a habit she didn’t always appreciate but she understood before you scooped her up into a hug “my girls an OBE.” Leah laughed “I can do you one better my girls a literal princess.” You laughed grabbing her hand waving to your brother before exiting the room and into a private quarter where you couldn’t help but grab her and kiss her not caring who was watching.

“I love you.” Leah smiled into the kiss “I loved you first.” You smiled back before grabbing her into another kiss

#leah williamson x y/n #leah williamson x you #leah williamson x reader #leah williamson imagine #leah williamson #woso one shot #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso soccer #woso #british royal family #prince william #royalty #awfc

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