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As someone who for a while was in a similar situation to Billy, he's absolutely gunna have buyers remorse over Everything for a long time. For a while his friends are going to have to trick him into buying nice things for himself by disguising it as things like "if we each get one we can match" or "let's go somewhere nice for lunch." Because he 100% will immediately buy stuff for his friends. I feel like one of Billy's main love languages is Gift Giving, followed by silent displays of affection. For example just sitting in eachother's general area not needing to exchange any words as one person is reading and the other is playing a video game but they both know the other is there and will always be there if they do need anything.
Also everyone insists that Billy at minimum spemds the night on the Watch tower, eats a full meal or Teo, and takes a bath. Bill ends up agreeing to get them off his case and for the first time in maybe years, he has a full hot meal, a hot shower with good water pressure that lasts as long as he wants it too, and when he gets out Flash ran down to Earth and came back with about a dozen sets of Kids Sleeping Clothes that be bought at Walmart in Roughly Billy's Size. He carefully avoids the ones that are clearly Super Hero Themed and goes with the one covered in cats instead. They are warm and fuzzy and when he goes to bed he finds its got a stuffed bat toy waiting on the bed for him. He definitely does not fall asleep snuggling it.
It's the best Sleep that Billy has had in as long as he can remember. Maybe the reveal wasn't such a bad thing after all.
My heart has exploded in the best way possible, comfort at the end makes it all worth it.
They made him stay at the Watchtower until they could get the apartment arranged and everyone collectively decided that it was now bonding time. Diana takes Billy out for sweets and to Bat Burger for lunch. Bruce takes him out with one of his kids to get Billy some new clothes so he has more options than his one sweater. Clark upon hearing he's interested in school, takes him out for school supplies. Victor takes him to the park to play football, as Billy or Marvel.
Billy would have been fine doing all this on his own but them being there with him made it all the more special. Now they're all co-parenting him in a way.
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pixiatn · 1 year
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Made a post about them the other day, so naturally I made memes about them
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wolfsbanesparks · 5 months
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What did Vic gift captain marvel in the fic "A Birthday Is Just Another Day"? What was the present?
Hi anon!
It's always exciting to see people still like to see more about some of my older works!
I purposefully kept it vague so that we can all imagine what it was, but if I had to pick a gift I would say that Vic got him something cheesy and/or sentimental. Considering the time crunch, he probably didn't have time to get him something fancy. I think he got him a Captain Marvel action figure as a joke (but Billy adored it) but also cobbled together a memento of one of their more memorable missions together (like a small trinket carved from a meteorite).
Coming up with gift ideas isn't really my forte, but I think Billy would love these.
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astecea-rae · 2 years
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Justice League no power au but everyone is a little weird but there’s no explanations ever, people just accept it as it is
Diana moves insanely heavy objects without breaking a sweat. other JL members just gawk at her when she pushes a heavy cupboard aside with a little budge. she just shrugs
Clark got hit with a pole and just walks off. also he’s incredibly nice and genuinely warmhearted so that counts as “superpowers” as well
Bruce is prepared for every situation. also, need something? Bruce’s the guy. Nobody never know when he’s gonna whip out something super wild but fits the situation perfectly. also no one never knows what he has on his person
Barry is just fast. no reason, he just is
J’onn psycho-analyzes any random person with the time of finishing a pack of oreos. with chilling accuracy on the details
Hal builds stuff. he just builds. anything, everything, anything anyone can think of. gives him some (incredibly short) time and it’s done. also he’s a pilot because of course he is
Arthur swims. also he likes to spook people. never go near any body of water without prepared of being shouted “boo” at by a really ripped mountain of a guy with no shirt on
Oliver shoots well. really well. that’s not that bizarre it’s just really impressive
I thought of this reading a professor au so them being the faculty is even funnier
student Billy Batson yells Shazam every time he throws a punch. he never instigates a fight but he never loses
Victor Stone makes it impossible to hide anything from him. as long as something had been on the Internet, even just a few seconds, he would know and he would find it. if it’s connected to the net then he would dig everything up. not connected? he’ll make it connected
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penny-anna · 2 years
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“I get it. You know? I get why you don’t wanna talk to him. But, like. You’re all each other have now. Right?”
“It’s not your business,” Vic tells him.
“I know,” says Shazam. “I know that.” He heaves a sigh. “I just – know what it’s like to have no-one.”
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katesofheaven · 1 year
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Teen Titans folks, there is an ongoing bbrae fic (with some light robstar) happening as we speak over on ao3! Written by me! Nine chapters so far, and things are starting to heat up.
Slow burn, mutual pining, banter, angst, action!
Go have a look!
It’s called The Old Switcheroo.
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yjwhatif · 2 years
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Any Young Justice fanfic recs? It can be either about Bart or any character from the show.
I have a previous fic recs list here if you’re interested in Bart/Ed focused works…
Here’s a few new recs from AO3…
Breathe Out, Slow Motion by unfoldingbliss
This is an oldie from the Ed/Bart tag list but it is such a goodie - I reread whilst I was finding fics for this list and absolutely fell in love with it again! It’s basically prom at the MHYC with some great father son interactions between Ed and his dad which are honestly perfect!
Bad Press is Good Press by unfoldingbliss
Here’s a runaways and Lex fic - which is not one of my usual finds, as I only really searched the Ed/Bart tag - but I really enjoyed reading something a little different. Also the way lex is portrayed with the runaway’s in this actually makes me really wish we could see or hear about the time when lex had the runaway’s under his wing in the show - I’m suddenly so intrigued and wanna know more about how things were before cutting ties.
Touchdown by dreamsandbread (@kidflashimpulse on tumblr)
It took me so long to get around to reading this but I’m so glad I finally did - because it’s really great! It’s team bonding with the outsiders - and I love it…especially since we didn’t get enough of it in the actual show! There’s fun, there’s depth and there’s an interesting interpretation of Bart’s character in response to his apocalyptic upbringing… also Virgil and Ed’s dynamic throughout is so entertaining to read!
Missing the Trust by Ivanna_panda13
Bart tells Ed about his going on a secret mission with the legion and Ed has to deal with the consequences of knowing that in Bart’s absence… it’s another interesting take on something the show chose not to go into with s4, and I really enjoyed it - also, I absolutely love Ed and Dick’s interactions in this - it makes me want to see more with them elsewhere.
cerebrum by matelotage
With this one I will say take notice of the tags and description because it explores/references heavy themes and ideas which could be triggering… it follows gars decline with his depression (and a potential avenue it could’ve gone down) but it’s seen from the perspective of the other outsiders - something which was seriously absent from his storyline in the series and so I liked reading their perspectives here.
Swept away by two tornados by Toca
Basically, Ed comes over to help Bart babysit the twins and it’s all very cute… I don’t really have much else to say except it’s a good read! Fun with the flashfam!
And those are what I’ve got for now - there’s still a load of stuff I want to read but haven’t found the chance to yet - maybe soon… I hope you can enjoy any of these as much as I have. Thanks for the ask Anon!
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whalehouse1 · 2 years
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Jason Todd, while still Robin, has a fight with Bruce and knows Dick is with the Teen Titans and visits him to stay until he cools down. He arrives and gets in past the security and plops down on the couch between Cyborg and Beast Boy who jump when he asks where Robin is. They ask who he is and he asks them where Robin is again and they end up in a tense stare down. “Where is Robin?” Cyborg sighs and figures since the kid dresses up like Robin used to, Dick would know the kid and calls him on the com and explains the situation. Dick, out on a small mission sighs and just tells them, “He’s my little brother…yes I know…yes I’m aware I didn’t te-…JUST TAKE CARE OF HIM UNTIL I GET BACK CYBORG!” Cyborg and Beast Boy look at Jason after hearing he’s Dick’s kid brother. “So…you’re Dick’s baby brother?,” Garfield asks with a smirk, “What’s your name?” “Robin.” Cyborg snickers, “Any secrets you can tell us about your big brother?” “He lives with you, you should know all his secrets if you pay any attention-never mind I guess you’re not Batman’s sidekick.” Victor shakes his head and smiles, “So does that mean you know your brother has a girlfriend that’s way out of his league?” Jason looks up with a horrified look on his face. “Who would subject themselves to dating him? Dick is insufferable!” Donna laughs as she walks down the stairs, “I’ll agree with you on that one DJ.” “DJ?,” the young kid asks confused. “Dick Jr. And there’s worse people to have as your big brother.” Jason turns around on the couch and looks at her, “Are you the poor girl he’s dating?” Donna laughs as she grabs a snack. “Absolutely not, I know a playboy when I see one.” Raven walks into the common area with groceries and looks straight ahead, “Did Nightwing get time reversed or something? And what’s with the hair?” Jason feels his head at the perceived insult and points at her as he hops onto the back of the couch, “Are you dating Dick? You seem too smart for him.” The guys on the couch laugh as Raven chuckles, “I would have to agree and no I’m not dating him. My best friend has that so-called honor. Why do you care? Are you jealous?” Jason blushes as he tells he’s not jealous of that bird brain as the four titans laugh. They are interrupted as they hear two people coming down the stairs, a girl and a guy. “All I’m saying is you’re getting scammed Kory.” “Why would you think that Garth? It is simply a way to help me help a sweet Nigerian Prince. Are we not to help people?” Garth comes down first, “Guys can you help me explain to Kory what a scam is…Who’s the kid?” Kory walks down afterwards and sees the aforementioned kid and bursts out into a gleeful squeal. “You must be Jason! Richard has told me so much about you! You’re taller and cuter than I thought you’d be! Are you hungry or thirsty? Can I get you anything?” Jason just stares ahead at her and blinks, “HOW ARE YOU DATING DICK!?”
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catierambles · 1 year
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Charlotte: Okay, we're going to need codenames. I will be referred to as Eagle One. Bruce: Not this, please not this. Charlotte: Bruce is "Been there, done that." Bruce: Why. Charlotte: Clark is "Currently doing that" Clark: *snort* Charlotte: Diana is "If I had to pick a chick" Diana: Thank...you? Charlotte: Arthur is "It happened in a dream once" Arthur: Nice Charlotte: And Victor...is Eagle Two Victor: Oh thank god. Barry: What about me? Charlotte: Speedy Gonzalez Barry: yeah, that's fair.
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babeyterra · 2 years
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beast boy + terra fic ft. cyborg
—please don’t become a stranger (who’s laugh i could recognise anywhere)
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windona · 1 year
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In which Tara finally asks someone to help her with a plan.
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A/N: teh first fic to commense my foray into filling my DCTV Gen Bingo Card for @dctvgen​. featuring the one and only chaotic crew a.k.a the Doom Patrol. just some lighthearted tale.^^
Title: Why Bother Asking?
Square Filled: Doom Patrol
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
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I gotta say Issue #7 is so sweet and heartbreaking. I also love how Raven and Cyborg's friendship came to be. It explains why they seemed pretty close in the television show.
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mono-moonchilds · 8 months
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For Glory │KNJ
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⤑ pairing: underground boxer!namjoon x fem!reader
⤑ genre: angst!!, smut, some fluff ig but also not really but yes??
⤑ rating:explicit (18+)
⤑ word count: 3.2k
⤑ summary: A fight to the death. No rules, no refs, and nowhere to run.
⤑ warnings: descriptive depiction of boxing, illusions of death, mentions of a stabbing, ig just violence in general fr, arguments, anyways on to the smut part of these warnings, fingering, emotional sex, missionary, riding, namjoon has a buzz cut, feel free to let me know if I missed anything but I think that's all folks
⤑ A/N: I watched Bloodhounds a few weeks then just had to make a boxing fic because I loved that show so much. hot men + fighting = sign me up.
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The room was full to capacity, nothing but sweaty drunks that were hollering over each other while letting out rowdy cheers filling the place. Despite it all, it felt like you could hear everything. Every punch, every kick- each blow that landed on his bruised skin rang a thousand times in your ears. The fight had only been going on for fifteen minutes —probably less— but it felt like much longer. Both of their bodies already so badly beaten —bright red blood spewing from their wounds and covering the once pristine mat.
This was your first fight and it showed. Your hands clenching the worn wooden benches, breath hitching at every movement. You usually didn’t come to these events, and you didn’t see how anyone could. They were barbaric and rough -no gloves, no rules, and definitely no safety measures. They couldn’t use weapons but that was about it. Everything else was free game and however the match ended was how it ended.
Whether it was in a K.O. or stone-cold murder was all up to the victor.
‘Fight To The Death’ was what they called it. A sixteen-by-sixteen ring, surrounded by wired, ceiling-high fences, and absolutely no referees. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and nowhere to escape. Neither party could call a time-out either. Once they were in the ring they were stuck there until the horn blew signaling the match was over.
“Fuck!” You jumped up from your seat. That was a mean one. The punch knocked Namjoon straight on his back allowing the other to climb on top. Luckily Namjoon was able to bring his arms up and get into a protective huddle, but it was still barely any help. Lee Do Yoon was evil, and his hits were ruthless. Even in the regular matches, he had a reputation for playing dirty.
This wasn’t even supposed to be his fight. For two years Namjoon had been out —he owned a gym and had a regular life that didn’t involve the underground fighting scene. For two beautiful years, you were able to see your boyfriend come home the way he left. No bruises, no busted lips. Just a clean face and a happy smile.
All of you had told Jungkook to lie low. That bragging and arguing with The Vipers was something he did not want to do. Despite your efforts to keep out this scene and the business that went along with it even you knew that Do Yoon and his little gang were nothing to mess with. Of course, Jungkook didn’t listen. When did he ever?
The night of your anniversary was when you got the call. You and Namjoon were on your way home from dinner when his phone rang.
Jungkook had been stabbed. They did him over three different times before leaving him for dead in the middle of an alley. Thankfully Jungkook had been relatively fine, but he was in absolutely no shape to fight. He could’ve pulled out but all of them had way too much vengeance to let the incident go unchecked, letting The Vipers have another by default victory. The other man had done this before and the only reason none of them ever got him back was they were all too consumed with their grief.
Hoseok had offered to fight in Jungkook’s place and so had Taehyung but either of them getting in that ring with Lee Do Yoon would’ve been like signing their death note. It’d been years since their last fight. And even though both of them were still in amazing shape they also had way too many injuries to even stand a chance of winning.
Of course, Namjoon never told you his plan though. He kept quiet, carefully dodging your suspicious questions until tonight.
“It’s okay- he’s okay. Namjoon’s got this,” Jungkook tried to comfort wrapping his arm around you, but you shook him off sending a mean glare.
You knew it was unfair to still be angry with him, but you couldn’t help. Sometimes you just wanted Jungkook to grow up —for him to mature and think with his head. Yeah, he knew how to step but he also needed to know when to fall the fuck back. He was twenty-five and everyone was still cleaning up his messes as if he were a kid.
“Joon!” You screamed out your hands banging against the gate. Instead of grabbing your boyfriend’s attention, you grabbed Do Yoon’s. A bloody grin filling his snake-like features as he turned towards you.
“Come on Joon—” he cooed mockingly, “you gone let your girl stand there and just watch you get put down like an animal? I thought you were supposed to be something. That’s what they told me.” Do Yoon got up from on top of him swinging his leg back hard before pushing it forward kicking Namjoon straight in the side. It sent all the air out of his body making Namjoon curl into a ball as he let out a loud cry. “Your nothing,” Do Yoon hacked a bloody lob right onto his face. “Just a washed-up piece of shit.”
Do Yoon yanked his head back. Namjoon had no time to react before the other man's hard fist clocked him dead in the face six times before dropping him back on the mat. Even though the match wasn’t over Do Yoon jumped around the ring as if he’d already won the crowd hyping him up like the depraved monster he was.
“Please,” You begged. Namjoon was still down. He kept trying to get up, but his body was wobbly and failing him.
Do Yoon crouched down in front of you. His tongue dragged against the nasty wire fence as he licked it. “Once I’m done imma have a nice time with you—” he reached down groping his flaccid dick in his shorts. “me and my boys. We’re going to-”
Before he can finish the sentence Do Yoon’s face is smashed against the fence before being dragged back. Namjoon is the one on top now. His punches unrelenting as he attacks every part of the man underneath his body. For once you understood how everyone else in the arena felt. A loud cheer came from the depths of your soul as you threw your arms up. Do Yoon was able to get a few good punches in, but it wasn’t enough, newfound energy filling Namjoon’s entire being.
It should have terrified you. The way Namjoon looked -his eyes cold and distant but it didn’t.
With one last heavy punch the match was over, Do Yoon’s arms falling flat to his side. For once the audience was quiet. Everyone was waiting with bated breath to see if he would get up. Strings of swearing erupted from his goons, their hands shaking the cage wall as they yelled at him. It was too late though.
The loud countdown over the speaker started.
Ten!
Nine!
Eight!
Seven!
Six!
Five!
Four!
Three!
Two!
One!
The horn blared.
“The winner of this year's Fight to The Death: Kiiim NaaamJOON!”
As soon as the gate rolled open you were gone. Jumping up you wrap your legs around Namjoon’s waist, his strong arms lifting you into the air. The crowd fickle as ever rang out in cheers, shouting and chanting Namjoon’s praises. Your boyfriend took it all in, a loud roar erupting from his throat as he bounced up and down.
It was over.
It was all finally over.
Namjoon walked out of the venue with a limp and somewhat clean face. Though he was still marred with bruises and cuts, Seokjin had managed to patch him up well. Before the two of you got into the car, he called over Jungkook handing him one of the leather briefcases. With a shake of his head, the younger immediately declined, pushing it away.
“Take it,” Namjoon pressed shoving it into his chest. “Pay your debts and stay out of trouble.”
“I’m sorry Hyung,” Jungkook broke down into tears. “I’m so sorry,” He repeated looking at you this time. “I will. I promise I will.”
“I know,” Namjoon said pulling Jungkook into a hug. “It’s over. don’t think about it too much.”
Throughout all his goodbyes Namjoon kept a stoic face. It was only when the two of you crawled into the backseat of Hoseok’s car that he let out a loud sob. Hoseok looked back at him through the rear-view mirror but didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything to say. Reaching over you grabbed his hand and leaned over resting your head on his shoulder.
“I did it. I fucking did.” Namjoon whispered but you knew he wasn’t talking to you. He wasn’t talking to either of you. Instead, his focus was on the golden boxing glove chain that was around his neck.
Yoongi’s old necklace.
When the two of you entered your shared apartment the story of what had gone down just hours before was all over the place. The space is messy littered with broken objects that you’d thrown around in a fit. Before you could finish making your way over to the kitchen to grab the broom Namjoon grabbed your wrist stopping you.
“We’ll clean it up tomorrow. Come on,”
Sitting down on the bed Namjoon pulled you a top of him. Your legs spread on either side of his body. “Didn’t think you would come,” 
“Called Jimin last minute. He rushed me over.”
“How come?”
You shrugged sucking in a sniffle. “I just couldn’t bear the thought of you being in that ring thinking all that shit I said was true. I didn’t mean it Joon. I didn’t mean any of it.”
Namjoon, as understanding as ever nodded his head. “Baby I know you didn’t. I know you were just angry and you had every right to be.” That made you cry. You never would understand what you’d done in life to be able to call someone like Namjoon yours.
Gingerly grabbing your brown cheeks between his palms, Namjoon pulled you in for a kiss. The remnants of dried metallic blood danced on your tongue. It reminded you of your first kiss. How the scars made his lips rough and how swollen they felt against yours. You should’ve been used to this but for some reason, it all felt so foreign. Haven got so used to your new normal you’d completely pushed down the old one.
The staying up to the wee hours of the morning wondering if he was going to be okay, sometimes having to patch him up or force him to go to the hospital when things looked too bad.
“Come on,” Namjoon hushed pulling you back in. “Stay with me,”
Flipping the two of you over he laid you down on your back. His hands instantly falling to the hem of your leggings as he pulled the tight fabric off of you. Namjoon’s lips found yours once again, a soft gasp-like breath leaving your mouth as you felt the outline of his hardening cock pressing against your lower belly. Freeing you from the confines of his hoodie Namjoon latched onto your neck, his mouth sucking hard at the exposed skin as his fingers slowly trailed down your stomach and to the place you needed him most.
It was crazy. How with just a mere touch from him you were soaked. Panties clinging desperately to your sodden pussy. Letting out a low chuckle Namjoon pulled his fingers from your panties showing you the slick digits. “Thought you said you hated me?”
Letting out a whine you rolled your eyes. “Please,” You quietly begged. You knew Namjoon was just trying to make light- show you in his own little way that he wasn’t mad at you, but you couldn’t do it tonight. You didn’t want to relive any of the shit you’d said to him.
Sliding from off of you Namjoon laid down on his side while pulling your thigh up onto his hip so that now the two of you were laying down on the bed facing each other. Pushing his hand back between your bodies his fingers made their way back into your panties- the calloused tips rubbing against your sensitive clit.
One by one he pushed his middle and ring finger into your needy hole. Forcing another low gasp from your mouth as you leaned forward burying your face into the crook of his neck. Namjoon kept a slow pace. Dragging his fingers in and out, ever so slightly curving the digits to rub them against that little spot that always made you lose it.
“You know I love you,” Namjoon breathed against your neck. You nodded. “I was always gonna come back to you. Nothing could keep me away from you.”
Your body writhes, your right hand flying up wanting to tangle into Namjoon’s dark locks but there was nothing there. Just like it was when you’d first met him his hair was once again completely buzzed leaving him with practically little to nothing. So instead, you settle for grasping at the back of his neck, practically fucking yourself onto the digits, your hips having a mind of their own as they rolled and jerked.
You wanted nothing more than to say something back, tell Namjoon how much you loved him too but you couldn’t. The pleasure over taking your body so much that the only thing you could do was let out low swears followed by the call of his name. It always embarrassed you how just with a few touches Namjoon could have you speechless and clinging to his body in desperation.
You could hear the wetness. Your slick undoubtedly leaving the bed sheets along with your inner thighs a mess. “Look at me,” Namjoon mumbled a faint smile filling his lips as you followed his command. “You know I like looking at you when you cum.”
Namjoon’s fingers sped up. The squelches from your pussy fill the quiet room. “Shit,” You swore. That familiar feeling rising up in your lower belly. You could feel your legs tightening up, the heel of your foot pressing into the back of Namjoon's calf.
“That’s right. Let go for me baby,” You don’t need to be told twice. Your vision crossing a little as your body shudders against his. “There we go. Always so pretty. My pretty baby,” Namjoon encourages his fingers not letting up even for a moment as he fucks you through your orgasm. It feels like forever before he finally pulls away, shoving the slick digits into his mouth.
Pulling away for just a moment Namjoon sits up and pulls his own hoodie off. Even though you know it's against your better interest you can’t help but look. His bare chest was exposed showing all of the bruises that littered his once clear skin. They were everywhere. There wasn’t a bare piece of skin that didn’t have Do Yoon’s dirty prints on it. “nuh uh—” Namjoon murmurs tilting your chin up. “Don’t look at that. Look at me. Just stay here with me,” Kissing your tears away Namjoon rolled the two of you over so that he was back on top of you. In one swift movement, he pulled down his gym shorts and boxers allowing his thick cock to spring free from its previous confinements.
Grabbing the length, Namjoon began to pump it, smearing the creamy white beads that’d spurted from the tip into the rest of the skin. “Joon,” You breathed needily, your cunt throbbing desperately in your panties. Even though your boyfriend just shushed you he didn’t tease much longer, the head of his cock pressing into your pussy slowly splitting you open.
Despite Namjoon’s thrusts being slow they were hard. Each push knocking the wind out of you as you begged for more. Dipping his head down Namjoon wrapped his full lips around your brown nipple suckling the pebble into his mouth.
“Right there,” You moaned, eyes fluttering closed at the overwhelming sensations that racked through your body. Letting go of your nipple Namjoon’s face falls onto your shoulder, low grunts and groans falling from his lips with every thrust.
“Fucking love you,” Namjoon whispers so low that you weren’t even sure he’d meant to say it out loud. Wrapping your legs around his lower back, you pull him deeper into you, making a low hiss fall from Namjoon’s mouth as you accidentally press into a bruise.
“’m sorry,” you slur out.
“S’okay,” He grumbles kissing your collar blade, his wet tongue dragging across the skin. Pulling away Namjoon looked down at you, a small smile filling his face as he stared. Even though he didn’t say anything you knew exactly what he was feeling because you felt the same. The happiness. The relief. Although Namjoon had given promises of winning before he left the two of you both knew very well the fight could’ve gone either way.
Gradually his eyes drifted downward, first falling on your bouncing breast but then inevitably ending on your belly causing tears to fill his eyes. This time you pull him out of it, your hands cupping his cheeks as you pull him down for a kiss. “Lemme ride you,” you say.
With a nod of his head, Namjoon changed positions causing you to let out a lower whimper. He always felt so fucking deep in this position, like his cock was right in your stomach. “Shit—” Namjoon’s eyes got wide. “do you think we’re gonna—”
“Joon—” You cut him off with a laugh already knowing what he was about to ask. “You’re big but you're not that damn big. Just give me a minute.” You finish a moan tumbling for your lips as you roll your hips just a bit to help get used to the stretch.
Instead of placing your hands on his chest you lean back grasping his thighs, eyes fluttering close as you rock back and forth. Namjoon’s hands found purchase on your waist helping you grind a little bit faster, his hips rising a little to match your movements. Lifting yourself up you drop back down, the loud sound of skin slapping together filling the room as you repeat the movements.
“Don’t think I gonna last—” Namjoon chokes out. “feel too fucking good.”
You nod your head in agreement, already feeling the sensation building. “Just a lil faster baby.” Namjoon whimpers. “I need a little more,”
As you follow his directions, Namjoon’s head falls back. His lips forming into a ‘o’ as his eyebrows furrow together. He was almost there and so were you. Reaching down you rub fast circles onto your clit, your body shaking as your orgasm hits you hard. It doesn’t take long for Namjoon to follow, a loud groan escaping him as his cum paints your inner walls white.
The two of you pant, barely allowing the other to catch a breath before you find your lips on each other once again. Carefully you slide off him and fall to the side. Wrapping his arms back around you Namjoon pulls you in once more. His hand finds rest on your belly rubbing at the barely there bump as his eyes flutter close.
“Don’t know what I would do without you,” You whisper.
“And I don’t want to find out.”
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⤑ A/N: I really loved writing this couple and I kinda wanna write the prequel to how they met and also Jungkook and Yoongi's story. I hope you guys enjoyed it!
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zaimta · 10 months
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彡A VS. B
paring: laxus dreyar x reader
zai says: the ova was so funny but the fan service was certainly something, anyways laxus fic bc it's all i can write for the 10 other fairy tail stans on here this is for you
suggestive!! i’m pushing 18 let me live
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it was the aftermath of the grand magic games, fairy tail won like they said they would but the little wager they made didn’t get forgotten. since the two split teams were forced to join as one, neither team could uphold the agreement. so as a tiebreaker makarov decided on an old-fashioned rock-paper-scissors to determine the victor.
erza stepped up to face laxus in the match “you got this erza! wipe the floor with em!” you cheered on your friend along with the rest of team ‘a’. erza nodded and raised her hand, laxus took up the same motion, when erza dropped her hand she had scissors while laxus had rock.
your jaw dropped and you felt your eye twitch “you got to be kidding me.” a chorus of groans and complaints came from the ‘a’ team, it was going to be a long day for all of you.
the ‘b’ team wasted no time, as soon as they won they got straight to business. laxus pulled out a map and presented it to the ‘a’ team “go to this forest to get a magic stone.”
“magic stone?” wendy asked curiously
“the forest is called ‘las puertas del infierno’.”
you blinked at him “let me get this straight you want us to go to some forest that is literally called the doors of hell, for a rock…yeah i’m not going.”
he laughed and smirked at you “that’s cute but you don’t have a choice here babe, you have till noon.”
“please i barely wanna look for some stupid rock so why would i-” mid-sentence you let yourself think, you caught the smirk he sent your way so he was sending you along with the exploration team on purpose. he knew you, and searching through a swamp for a rock was the last thing you wanted to do.
“you sick son of a bitch you are good.” you glared at him, he knew you well and you hated it, he had just what he needed to get the upper hand in the punishment game.
you slowly trudged through the swamp, disgusted by all its inhabitants and the murky water you were walking in “guys i wanna go home.”
gray looked at you from the corners of his eyes with a sigh “you’ve been saying that for the past ten minutes y/n.”
you sucked your teeth at him and rolled your eyes “that doesn’t make it any less true. let’s just find that stupid rock go we could get out of here, i mean lucy over here covered head to toe in leeches.”
“what?!” she shrieked while running around in circles “get them off me! get them off!”
“i would put im not touching those” you pointed to the leeches on her thighs “besides i just got my nails done these weren’t cheap you know.”
nastu fired a flame attack to help lucy with the leeches, while peeling off the remaining creatures he spoke to you over his shoulder “when did you find time to get those we just, got back from the grand magic games, and how did you pay for them last time i checked you’re dirt broke like the rest of us.”
lucy slapped his head “speak for yourself!” lucy had rent to pay so she could be anything she wanted but dirt broke, she's been taking jobs back to back just to pay her rent.
you shrugged "you have your strengths and i have mine, and i happen to have a bottomless wallet on my side."
happy snickered behind his paws “yeah a bottomless wallet who’s in loveee”
you whipped your neck around and yelled at happy “can it cat!” unfortunately for you he continued giggling floating off to be by natsu.
after walking through the swamp for what felt like hours, when it reality it was a long hour and thirty minutes you finally found the stone. thanks to gray and his unfortunate set of circumstances.
when you finally returned to the guild and returned the stone just for it to be used for a makeshift jacuzzi, you and lucy shared a single glance that spoke volumes.
your eyes took in laxus' chiseled body going lower and lower until your eyes rested on his happy trail, you were no stranger to this sight but it still did the job for you every time, too busy admiring his body you didn’t notice him looking at you with a lazy grin on his face “my eyes are up here y/n.”
his voice snapped you out of your daze “hm? oh yeah sure whatever.” you looked away from him ignoring the snickers coming from the remainder of the b team.
it came time for the b team to pick members from the a team. cana took wendy, mira took erza, gajeel took lucy, and unsurprisingly juvia took gray. you, elfman and natsu unfortunately got stuck with laxus.
you were stuck tending to laxus and the thunder legion by the jacuzzi while he sent natsu and elfman on a while goose chase for milk and bread, you rose a brow as they ran out of the guild for the items.
“y/n.” he smirked at you as he spoke, he pointed to his shoulder with his thumb “i want you to give me a massage if you don’t mind.”
you resisted the urge to roll your eyes ‘if you don’t mind’ he says, like you had a choice in the first place.
you flashed him a fake smile “gee i would have too but i don’t have a swimsuit! what if i fell in? we wouldn’t want that now would we?” you knew there was no proper way to get out of this, but even if you could stall a little you would be fine.
“i could get you a swimsuit y/n.” evergreen chipped in with a smile
you immediately turned around to face her “say what now?”
laxus smirked at you and nodded towards the guild doors "evergreen go take y/n to get a swimsuit." you couldn't protest even if you wanted to, and you were a little irritated that you didn't think your plan through. after picking swimsuits with evergreen, which you think she enjoyed more than you did, you walked back to the jacuzzi where they were all waiting for you.
laxus gave a low whistle shamelessly letting his eyes hungrily roam over your body and then pointed to his shoulders "where were we?" sometimes you couldn't deny how much you hated him.
bickslow smiled and pointed to his own shoulders “i’d like a massage too.”
you scowled at him which only caused his grin to become wider “freed is literally sitting right there make him do it. you’re all dead once this day ends.”
as you massaged his bare shoulders, you noticed the marks on his back that you left from your last night together, rolled your eyes at how he showed them off and traced a finger on the red scratches letting your nail gently glide across his back.
he pointed to his shoulder with a smirk on his face “my shoulders are up here y/n. are you feeling okay you’re out of it today?” he chuckled as he felt you glaring him down, as you massaged his shoulders you occasionally moved your hands to the base of his neck, longing to put your hands around his neck and clutch.
evergreen nudged the boys knowing it was their cue to leave, evergreen sent you a wink over her shoulder as she left with bickslow and freed "try to act civil you two we're in the guild after all."
within seconds laxus pulled you onto his lap clearly ignoring evergreen's words of wisdom. he rested his hands on your waist to support you, and he smiled up at you with a gleam in his eyes. his hands roamed your body as they moved down to your hips, he pulled you closer to him your body was flush against his and he whispered in your ear “that was a dirty move you pulled using your nails like that.” his voice sent shivers down your spine, the way he whispered those words just for you to hear despite the empty room, if there was one thing he knew how to do it was how to leave an effect on you.
you fiddled with the hair on the nape of his neck knowing how it affects him “it was just a harmless massage, you were the one who told me to give you one after all.” you gently dragged your nails from his neck into his hair, grazing your nails into his scalp, grinning when he hummed at your touch.
“you play a dangerous game y/n. we’ve got a couple more hours till the day ends let’s make it count.”
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“Shazam,” he said. “What’s up?”
But it wasn’t Shazam who answered.
“Vic,” said Billy. “Are you busy?” His voice was rough – shaky. He sounded like he was trying really hard to keep calm. He sounded like he was freaking out. He said, “I need help.”
It was strange, the phantom sensations he’d retained after the accident – the things he felt, even with almost everything human in his body gone. He didn’t have a stomach any more, and yet he felt the bottom drop out of it.
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