sprig

age 22

[namimarimo]

you can never convince me victor didn't care about logan

[atmosphericfantasies]

How about some NSFW headcanons? Like does Slade prefer being rough or torturously thorough? Bro could physically break us in half, but would he? How would he feel about somnophilia? I would imagine he is too light of a sleeper to receive, but would he be ok touching his partner while they slept if they said it was ok? Since Slade has me in a chokehold rn, would he also like breath play?

What's his favorite position, his preferred kinks, and whatever else you wanna add too. I need to know how kinky this dirty old man is.

NSFW Slade Wilson Headcanons

He's definitely into BDSM, I don't see how he couldn't be? Him marrying Addie, his instructor? Him excelling as a soldier where he's given orders to obey and it's all he's known? He's a devoted person, he's into the power dynamics for sure. I think he would have done everything there is to do when it comes to sex, orgies, exhibitionism, kink parties, impact play, bondage, roleplays, etc. He's a switch so. . .you name it he's done it. He's bi, he's a sadist, he's a masochist. He'll fuck anyone anywhere anyhow. 🖤 He's a biter. He loves to leave marks, bruises, cuts, scars, he'd be into branding. He's extremely possessive with the people he cares about and he wants to see his marks on your body.

🧡 He'd be the most vicious edger known to man, he'd be EVIL. He'd just fucking love you begging, weeping, sobbing, breaking apart before him. On the flipside, he'd also massively overstimulate you and make you come so many times you'd keep passing out and you'd wish more than anything that he was edging you again. 🖤 He's into somnophilia, he'd want to possess you when you're conscious and when you're not. He wants your mind to bleed with him. He'd fuck you while you were asleep and would go slow enough that you wouldn't wake up (and do it multiple times in a night). 🧡 He's an expert at shibari and would string you up from the ceiling in any position he desires. He'd love holding you down using only his hands and his body too, have you pinned down underneath him. 🖤 He would fucking love being tied up with restraints he can't physically escape from. Literally he'd be about to come by the time he's satisfied he can't get out of them. Having his control consensually taken away from him would be extremely erotic to him. 🧡 He loves being praised, receiving compliments, anything that would make him feel better about himself because he is an insecure person. He would love worshipping you, being your slave, obeying your every command, he'd love being your piece of furniture, he'd bathe you and feed you and massage you. He'd be such a good boy for you. 🖤 He'd love asphyxiation, it's total control over someone's life. He'd love being asphyxiated as well, giving you that complete power over him, putting his life in your hands. 🧡 His favourite position with someone he cares about would probably be missionary purely because he wants to see your face as he's fucking you, he wants to see your reactions, he wants to bathe in your pleasure.

[kittenlitter]

Sorry , but there’s something so hot about fantasising getting finger fucked in the mouth by old, rough , grumpy men like Slade Wilson and magneto.

Slade Wilson — Deathstroke.

I definitely believe Slade starts of slow, he likes to “tease” in his own way, making you chase his saliva coated fingers as he threatens to pull away from your lips, you’re already drooling after a mere minute or two of him fucking the inside of your mouth with his scarred fingers.

He definitely makes you beg for it, a hundred percent !!

After “gently” — quote on quote because I do not believe that man can be gentle in bed, he gets rougher, you begin to gag, your eyes tearing up as you try choking out a ‘slow down’. You never mean it though , you definitely love the way he fucks your mouth raw.

Back to the begging, he does like it, he likes when your eyes tear up from the fact he’s overwhelming you , simply by using his fingers, he likes the way your lips look around them when he makes you suck them like it’s his cock. — but I think he’s also the type to get annoyed when you start whining a little too much.

I can picture him slapping/tapping your cheek with his wet hand , holding your jaw with his other one as he gruffs out some shit about how you’re being a brat and he does not tolerate little brats.

Max Eisenhardt — Magneto

As much as I don’t like admitting it, because I’m a proud rough old men propagandist, I do think he’s a bit soft — don’t get me wrong he’s still fucking the shit out of your mouth, be he also cares, he plasters kisses on your forehead, once he notices the fact your eyes start to water.

Pampering you and reassuring you on how good you are , and how you’re his perfect little brat.

“That’s it, good job.” His voice is all soft, ‘magneto soft’. He leans in, his free hand grabbing the back of you hair as his other hand continues to fuck you, his breath is everything against your ear, you feel him press kisses alongside your jaw and back up your ear.

finger fucking your mouth is never enough for him though, he’s happy that you’re so into it, but once he’s done fulfilling your wishes he bends you over and begins to fuck you from behind. Usually facing a full length mirror. Since he still really likes staring at your pretty face.

ⓘ KITTENLITTER 𑄝੭ : warning this writer is a weirdo, and quite frankly a really strange person , this will reflect a lot in their fics. All the fics you see here belong to me, yay.

Kittenlitter masterlist !!!

[ivysmidnightramblings13]

What do you think Bane Twofac and Deathstroke would be like as dads? Do you think they'd want to be or what if they found out reader was pregnant with theirs.

Uhg I think this is the cutest thought. Imagine these rogues turning soft for their partner and then kid...and only them. No one would believe they had a kid either, except for maybe Slade. I think they'd be absolutely unprepared (and scared) for a kid, but they'd do anything to keep you comfortable and happy.

Girl Dad or Boy Dad?

Bane Girl Dad

Bane Boy Dad

Slade Girl Dad

Slade Boy Dad

Two-Face Girl Dad

Two-Face Boy Dad

None of them should have kids wtf

Voting ended onAug 14

"Wait, you're pregnant?"

Summary: The Rogues (Bane, Deathstroke, Two-Face) are in some sort of relationship with the reader and find out they're expecting. Little headcanons on how they'd react finding out and what they'd do.

Notes: This is actually such a cute prompt and I hope I did this justice, I might have written too much…I kind of reached flow state (especially with Harvey, like I could've kept going).

Warnings: Mentions of sex?

Bane: Absolutely a girl dad

Bane came home to you after a longer mission, what it was for he never told you, he figured you’d be a little safer that way. No one could hurt you as you were safe in his apartment on his base. If you needed something he trusted his men to do it quickly and efficiently.

Still he knew that you liked to leave every now and then to be with friends or run your own errands, but it was early…really early in the morning.

So when he came back and you weren’t around, he immediately became worried.

“Cariña?” he’d call out, cautiously making his way through the kitchen and dining area, “Mi amor, where are you?”

He’d immediately perk up and rush to the bathroom, finding you face first in the toilet bowl. You looked up at him weakly, smiling before throwing up again.

“Ay, Cariña, qué te pasa?” he cooed, stooping down to kneel next to you.

He’d hold your hair out of your face, and grab a soft wet washcloth to clean you up if need be. He would be so patient and understanding, even if you’re crying or apologizing. He’s seen, and dealt, worse messes.

“Surprise,” you’d say with a nervous smile, welcoming him home, “I’m pregnant.”

He’d be incredibly silent for a moment, and he’s already a pretty quiet man, so you begin to worry. But then he’d quickly scoop you up into his arms and spin you around. He’s ecstatic, and this is the happiest you’ve seen him…he generally doesn’t show any emotions.

He then set you down, suddenly feeling awful for not being here for you to help you out or lighten your load, “Mi Vida, I’m so sorry I’ve been gone. When did you know?”

**********

He’d need a lot of reassurance for the first few days, especially when he thinks he might hurt you. He’s incredibly attentive to you and your needs, often knowing what you need before you do.

He makes sure you get to all your appointments (with the best doctors), are eating right, and getting healthy amounts of excercise and vitamins.

He’s honestly scared how big you’ll get, but won’t say he is, he doesn’t want to scare you.

He loves when he can finally start feeling the baby kick, “strong, just like her papá.”

He would want a girl, a mini you, but wouldn’t be mad either way. The most important thing to him is that you and baby are healthy and safe.

He’ll go a little overboard during the “nesting” phase and you’ll have to rein him back in. Seriously he’ll baby proof the whole base, apartment, and baby locks dangerous areas (his men are not happy about the baby gates and locks).

He’ll hold up your belly if you’re tired of the weight, or just carry you around. Again your comfort and health are his top priority, anything you want or need he’s already prepared it. Don’t be scared to ask him for anything…seriously anything you need or want he’ll do.

He won’t be offended, angered, or off put by your mood or outbursts, he knows it’s just a natural part of pregnancy. He also probably has a calendar or notebook filled with little details or information about your whole pregnancy.

He knew when you’d go into labor, it’s scary accurate.

Is absolutely in the room while you’re pushing (although you’ll probably need a C section). Let’s you squeeze the life out of his hand, and it’s really hard for him to bite his tongue with the doctor’s telling you what to do. He has just as much knowledge, if not more than they do.

He absolutely sheds a few tears once he sees your baby, but immediately checks on you first and praises you, “you did so well, Mi Vida. I’m so proud.”

He makes sure to take care of the baby so you can rest, seriously don’t worry about lifting a finger. He wants you to heal up, rest, and regain your strength. Again you are his top priority.

You’ll catch him reading his books outloud while your baby sleeps on his chest, and very rarely you’ll hear him singing lullabies in spanish. He likes getting to spend time together, it relaxes him, and you find it endearing.

Be careful, you might end up pregnant again.

He’s honestly just like a big guard dog, and will sometimes take a walk through the base with your baby so you can have some me time, especially during the crying all night phase.

Could fit your baby in one hand and no doubt carries it around like a football sometimes. He’s so so careful though! You and your baby are his most treasured possessions (not that he thinks he owns you), and he loves you dearly.

Deathstroke/Slade Wilson: He has so many kids, he couldn’t care less what the gender is, just as long as they're strong.

Slade returned to your shared apartment late, he had just come back from a long job, and as always he wanted to smother you.

“I’m back Babydoll,” Slade purred, bringing you close to him, but he immediately clocked you holding your breath. He raised an eyebrow, looking down at you, “what’s wrong?”

“Sorry, your cologne…or maybe the blood is just making me, nauseous,”

“Hmm, you wanna come wash off with me?” he cooed, bringing you back to his chest.

You pushed away quickly, running over to the nearest garbage can, throwing up.

“Aww baby, are you pregnant?” he chuckled, half joking.

But the way you looked at him, almost mortified or embarrassed, worried he’d be unhappy or maybe even angry, made him immediately want to take back his chuckle, especially seeing your eyes tear up.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m not mad. Let me wash up so you don’t feel sick when I kiss you, alright?” he said with a wolfish grin.

He’d gesture for you to sit on the bed while he took the quickest, most thorough shower of his life, and then he basically tackled you down onto the bed. He’d hold you close to him, hands on your tummy while kissing the top of your head.

“Mmm, I’ve wanted to make you a mommy for awhile,” he purred.

**********

There’s something about you being pregnant that makes his ego bigger than it was before, and makes him incredibly horny…both of which you thought couldn’t get higher.

He absolutely gets more domestic with you and is careful to avoid your triggers (things that make you nauseous or moody). He’ll cook your favorite meals, go out in hail or snow to get things you’re craving, and doesn’t shame you.

He always makes sure you’re comfortable, and he absolutely loves giving you massages. He’ll wash your hair for you or shave places for you you can’t reach. Don’t apologize to him for anything, he’s doing all these things for you because he cares about you.

He loves cuddling with you, or laying his head on your lap while he rubs your belly. He also loves fucking you while you’re pregnant, mostly because he can blow load after load in you…the consequences have already been dealt.

Sometimes he gets angry, but doesn’t direct it towards you. He really has to fight back his pride when you don’t want him near you at certain times because of your hormones or mood (he knows he’s an asshole).

He likes the thought of you being pregnant more than the actual process. But, he’ll help you out and take care of you as much as he can. He does like building the nursery and being handy (and handsy with you).

He gets very possessive of you in public, and has to fight back the urge to maim or kill guys who look at you for too long…except he will yell at those who call you names or call him “gramps”. He’s not a grandpa, just “beekeeping” age.

He’s incredibly cool and collected when you go into labor, and if you joke about him having “done this before?”, he won’t reveal, or even give you a tell that he has other kids. They’re all grown, and he doesn’t really age, so who cares? He’ll just tell you that you’re his priority and he has to make sure you’re healthy and safe, no use in making you anxious by being nervous himself.

He doesn’t really stop going on missions or jobs during your pregnancy, or after, but you will notice he’s around a bit more than before.

Sometimes you’ll wake up in the middle of the night to no baby crying or fussing, and will see him rocking your baby to sleep, or holding it while he stands and watches the news or something in the kitchen.

He likes spiking up your baby’s hair and giving it a little matching costume to his. He thinks it’s hilarious.

You also will notice he gives you gifts and pampers you more than before…if that was even possible. He knows you need your rest and time to recover.

At the end of the night if you’ve already fallen asleep, he’ll kiss you before tucking your baby into its crib.

He does thorough sweeps of the apartment, making sure you’re all safe and sound, he seems almost paranoid at times. But, he loves getting to crawl into bed and pull you close to him, while keeping an eye on your kid.

He may be shit at showing it, but he really does care about both of you.

Two-Face: This is like his dream, prays it's twins and you have a girl and a boy

Harv came barreling in through your bedroom door, his hair was wet and his suit was soaked, and he seemed more pissed off than usual.

You came out of the bathroom in one of his suits, too tired and nauseous for anything nice, it was laundry day and you had thrown up an hour before. You tried to make yourself look happy, knowing he was in a bad mood.

“Darling, where are you?” he asked looking around, finding you coming out of the bathroom looking miserable.

He could never stay mad around you (or get mad at you), and even though he was pissed from a failed heist with his goons, and thought you looked absoltely adorable in nothing more than his suit jacket, there was something going on with you, and you were more important to him than anything.

“Hey,” he rasped softly, pulling you into a hug, “is something wrong? How was your night?”

You took a deep breath, knowing you’d have to tell him eventually, “I’m pregnant.”

Harv was silent for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out if what you said was real or just another voice in his head, “wait, you’re pregnant?”

You nodded, feeling the weight from before press down on you, but Harv only squeezed you tighter. You could hear his breath grow shaky, as if he was trying to hold in tears. You looked up at him and he smiled down at you. He was definitely crying.

“I promise I’ll take care of you,” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

He would stand there holding you a little longer, rethinking every doubt he’d ever had in his mind. He really was lucky and thankful to have you in his life, given his circumstances and everything.

**********

Harv would be on cloud nine for the first few days, he’s absolutely over joyed with this news and goes around and tells all of his goons he’s going to be a dad, and most of them just nod along with it. Whatever the boss says.

Then after the high, he crashes and becomes increasingly cautious and anxious around you, he’s probably more worried and nervous than you are.

He’s scared his kid will be scared of him, that maybe it’s not actually his. He’s insanely paranoid he’ll do something to hurt you or your baby, or both of you, and Harvey and TwoFace bicker back and forth.

Please talk some sense into him, he needs all the reassurance and love you can give.

It takes him awhile, but once he’s calmed down, he is over joyed again. This is an absolute dream come true for him. Not just that you’re pregnant, that’s the cherry on top for him, but he never thought he’d have a partner that loves him…at least enough to expand your family with him.

Harvey absolutely longs for a normal life, and is absolutely a family man. He becomes so domestic and the “nesting” phase never seems to stop.

He makes you special dinners (he does his best at least), makes sure you’re always comfortable (he’ll send his goons out for supplies and errands), and is almost always within ear shot so if you do need something he can get it for you.

He will indulge all of your cravings and will try them with you. He’ll keep his opinions to himself, but his facial expressions don’t hide his thoughts.

He loves once you start showing and his favorite thing to do is talk to your belly or feel the baby kick, “ha! Did you feel that sweetheart? He must like the sound of my voice.”

He secretly hopes you have twins, one boy and one girl, but he’d be happy with anything as long as you’re healthy and so is the baby…or babies. He won’t admit it but sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat from nightmares. He’d genuinely blow up the block and then blow his shit off if something happened to you.

He will freak out a little bit once your contractions start, but he locks in once you actually go into labor. He is overly prepared, has a bag ready, the carseat already installed in the car (which took lots of cussing and trial and error), and some of the best doctor’s on speed dial.

He’ll stay awake the whole time with you in the hospital, let you squeeze his hand, but he is so scared to hold your baby. He doesn’t want to accidentally drop it or hurt it…or scare it.

But as soon as he holds it (after you of course) he has the biggest dopiest smile on his face that doesn’t seem to go away for weeks. God he’s so proud of you, and he silently thanks Lady Gotham for giving him a second chance.

You notice he seems calmer.

Sometimes you’ll catch him reading late at night while your baby sleeps on his chest, and very rarely you’ll catch him asleep on the floor while your baby bounces in a little chair also asleep. It’s the cutest thing when they’re both drooling.

You never have to worry about getting no sleep since Harvey is always ontop of feedings and changings and just giving you peace of mind.

He makes your baby laugh so much.

He’s genuinely such a dork and does his best to be a good father. He’ll get little matching outfits for the two of them, never complains about messes, and always seems so ecstatic with even the smallest milestones. He puts so much work and effort into everything and always makes sure to reassure you.

[bambithedoe]

sorry, i forgot to include romantic headcannons with that asexual reader/hellboy request! if that’s not an issue

No issue at all <3

Hellboy x asexual reader romantic headcanons

He’s definitely confused at what asexual means when you first tell him, like full dad pause and all

I don’t think he’d mind however, just might take him a bit to get used to it

He respects your boundaries through and through, he won’t pressure you

He has come to appreciate being with you more

If anyone ever brings up kids, he just moves on with a different topic while glaring

If kids are a thing you both want, you’ll likely adopt a monster or a child with powers. Hellboy insisted the kid be ‘cool’

Bonding time is so much fun, you’ll both cuddle with the cats, or you’ll read to him, etc. it just feels more fulfilling to him

He gets jealous easily, so don’t be surprised when he thinks someone else you briefly talked to is gonna magically flip your switch

Super protective as well, if you work in the bureau he is going to be with you in every mission

If you don’t work at the bureau, best believe he’s got someone watching you when he’s out on a mission

Hellboy will get curious after a while, asking you questions about asexuality and how you discovered you were ace

He even does his own research to impress you

If anyone hits on you, he gets right in between you. Gives them the whole sass and pissy treatment, while keeping you close and asking if your alright

Over all, this big guy is a softy for you, and could live with you anyway you come

Hope you enjoyed <3

[sequestered-jester]

Hi, it's me again. I'd like to know what you think about Hellboy giving petnames to the reader. Which ones do you think would be their favorites?

HELO HELLLLOOOO!!! oh I can ANSWER this… I think about it a lot…

(Also keep in mind that I am talking abt Ron Perlman Hellboy, I pretty much always am unless otherwise specified— just because I’m the most familiar with his characterization)

• I feel like he’d definitely use nicknames/pet-names more often than your actual name

• The number one most common thing for him to do would call you a shortened version of your name, if possible… Not really a pet name per se, but he’d definitely do that

• As for actual pet-names, I feel like ‘babe’ and ‘sweetheart’ are top the dogs

• Also— this might be me projecting because I love these, but like DEFINITELY ‘doll’ and any variation thereof, ‘babydoll/dollface/etc etc’ If you’re fem (or anyone else for that matter and you want to be called those things, personally I’ll call a man babydoll all day long if he’s cool with it🤷‍♀️)

• He would also call you something more personal and relevant to you, like I dunno… ‘Sugar’ if you have a major sweet tooth, or like… ‘Stairs’ if he… saw you fall down the stairs— I dunno, I’m bad at thinking of examples but you get the gist 💀

• He’d call you “darling/my darling” or “my dear” or “my love” ONLY sarcastically, like if he’s kinda pissed at you or if he’s trying to be overly faux sweet

• If you use ANY cutesy pet name for HIM he’ll literally melt, not that he’d ever admit it— but you can tell… If you’re around other people he might roll his eyes, but if you’re cuddled up alone and you’ve already got him all soft and runny— and you call him something sweet then, he’ll just lean into you while his tail gives a content little flick

Anyway- PLEH 😛

[berriessfantasylover]

Hellboy x Reader, where they have the same friendly and complicit relationship as Derek Morgan and Penelope from Criminal Minds

[necronomiconl0re]

NSFW hellboy x fem!reader req for @optimusxwbu ’s bsf!! i’m so sorry it took me so long and that it’s short, i’ve got a longer one in the works >:p enjoy!!!

“Mmm, you know just how to makeup for somethin’, sweetheart.” 

It’s been two hours since either you or Hellboy has been seen by any other BPRD staff. Good agents assume you’re both working on the recent cases in Romania—vampires running an old monastary into the ground. 

The only work that’s happening is Red holding your asscheeks while he manually forces you up and down his dick like a cock-drunk whore in the corridor of that same monastery. The sky darkens, fog moving in and coating the village the B.P.R.D are staying in. Red and you both though solo-investigating would be a nice change of pace without Dr. Manning keeping a hawks watch over you and Red. 

“God, yes! Whatever you want!” You moan out, rocking your hips in his hand while you lean your head on the Right Hand of Doom. It’s massive in size, stone fingers splay themselves on the wall, palm pressed firm. Stone against stone, a weapon. Yet it’s being used to hold you two up just so he can pummel his dick into you without a care in the world. 

“It is whatever I want, tootse.” He replies. The world spins for a minute, and you’re placed back on your feet, spun around and face first against the coarse wall. 

His right hand flattens itself on your shoulder blades, pressing down on you to keep you still. Your breathing hitches, confused as to why you’re not full anymore. Your head turns slightly, eyes halfway catching the peak of manhood behind you. Shirt half-open, biceps highlighted like a Greek God, eyes that could pierce the very atoms of your soul—and here you are, at the altar of him in all his glory. He leans in closer, leaving you breathless. Your eyes fluter shut, facing the wall again to brace for whatever he’s planning. 

“You were reckless earlier—could’ve gotten hurt,” his voice almost cracks. The air leaves his lungs finishing that sentence, almost like the very idea of you being hurt would bring him to his knees and find a God that he hasn’t met or seen in his entire life. “You went ahead without me and got ambushed because of it.” His voice is low, his head dipped next to yours. His words reverberate in your ears, rich honey dripping behind his words. His normal hand rubs along your hip, fingers grazing your skin. “I was fine! I handled it just fine—“ you quip. 

Crack! 

His hand had left a decent red mark on your asscheek, your breath shuddering after contact. “Fuck—“ you gasp, hips rocking to rub your thighs together. Red notices, taking his hand and smacking your ass again. You bite back a moan, tossing your head back in pleasure. He wants to make you realize that you fucked up. You worried him. You could’ve been hurt, and he can’t live with that. His breathing deepens, soaking in the sight before him. Back arched, sweat beading down your temples, ass red from his hand. “God, Red, I’m sorry.” You whine out, hip pressing back to feed into his touch. 

“No ugly bastard is worth it if there’s no home to go back to.” He shakes his head, shoving his face into the crook of your neck. Breathing in your scent, trailing kisses where your neck meets your shoulders. Your eyes widen, the realization hitting you like a bullet. His right hand moves from your back, letting you off the wall. You flip around, rushing him like a hungry vampire who missed her meal. Your lips crash, your hands gripping both sides of his head. You run your fingers through his side-burns, suavely wrapping your arms around his neck to get him closer. Like a moth to a flame, Hellboy lowers himself to snatch you in his big arms. 

Hellboy sighs contently while he continues bouncing you up and down; your back’s pressed firmly against a stone wall, your legs wrap themselves tightly around his waist. Sweat beads down your forehead, your legs sore from the position. Yet, you absolutely love getting used like his fuck-toy. His human hand gropes your ass, fingers flexing and digging into your skin. A reminder, a promise. 

“You gonna go back out there by yourself, huh?” He asks, balls-deep inside your pussy. Your eyes roll, biting your lower lip. “God, fuck no, no I won’t!” you cry out, head laid back against the wall while you take the fucking of your life. Big Red smiles to himself, admiring the fucked out look you’re sporting. Each thrust sends a shockwave to your core, his cock perfectly sized to rub against that sweet fuckin’ spot inside you. All eight inches engulfed inside of you, squelching the wetness from you like a squishy toy soaked in water. He pushes in, pulls out slowly and makes you wait a second before diving back in. Each inch disappearing inside of your pussy like it was made for it. He never gets tired of this, feeling your walls gush and tighten around him. It’s a warm welcome home after being out all day, saving the world.

Your hands dig into his shoulder blades, pulling at his rough skin like there’s no tomorrow. Not that he ever minds. Your nail marks are badges of honor to him, it reminds him he still dick slings like a God. “Just like that!” and “Please, don’t stop!” pour from your lips like honey in whiskey. Your eyes roll, your stomach winding in knots. Molten, hot lava gushes in your veins as he continues his ruthless pace inside of you. “Fuck, Red, I’m gonna cum—“ you whine. Your legs start to shake around his waist, hips frantic to find purchase against his pelvis.

“Oh, yeah? C’mon, cum on my cock, pretty girl.” is the last thing you needed to send you over the edge. Wrangled hair presses against the wall, while moans and prayers spill from your lips begging a God for more to satiate your needs. His hips continue their movement, keeping you stimulated and prepped for more.

“C’mon, I ain’t done with you yet.”

[ramerooni]

A rushed comic

Gonna dial back how much I produce on a weekly basis as I cannot keep up with the deadlines.

[dccomicsimagines]

Defenseless Pussycat - Klarion x Reader

Requested by obsessedpeppermint -  Klarion x Witch!Reader where it’s the battle between him and Doctor Fate and when Teekles attacked Reader interferes because-Dude you can’t attack a familiar!? That’s the lowest of low blows. Que Klarion frequently visiting Reader afterwards because “Teekle has become fond of reader”

You knelt down next to Kent Nelson’s dead body as Doctor Fate used Wally West to fight Klarion. The fight was spectacular. You were stunned by the beauty of their magic. It made you wish you were skilled enough to cast such powerful spells. Though, you were also worried for Wally’s safety as well. You didn’t know how you would explain to the team if he got killed. 

“You’re out of practice, Nabu. And that pathetic host body has zero affinity for the mystic arts,” Klarion taunted as he threw another magical blast at Doctor Fate. He kept glancing over in your direction to see if you were watching, which gave you the impression he was showing off. 

Klarion send a massive lightning strike down on Doctor Fate. Doctor Fate blocked it with a shield spell. “Ooh, rainbow power,” he giggled mockingly before sending a wink your way. Even though you weren’t supposed to, you blushed. 

Teekl meowed a warning. 

“I am paying attention, you stupid cat,” Klarion snapped before sending another blast at Doctor Fate. 

Teekl meowed irritably in response. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m winning,” Klarion argued as Doctor Fate was thrown back from the blast. You casted your own shield spell when Doctor Fate almost crashed into you. He bumped against the shield before flying up like nothing happened. 

“It is difficult for a lord of order or chaos to maintain a presence on the physical plane. I am bound to the helmet and use a human host,” Doctor Fate said plainly. “But that is not your way.” You narrowed your eyes, wondering what he was planning to do. Klarion simply raised an eyebrow. 

“You’re babbling, Nabu,” he sneered, readying to cast another attack. 

“Am I,” Doctor Fate replied smugly before throwing a magical blast towards Teekl, knocking her to the ground. Your mouth dropped open in shock as Klarion flickered in and out of this reality. 

“Teekl,” Klarion screamed, picking up the cat in his arms. “I can’t believe you would assault a defenseless pussycat.” Rage shook your body as you finally stood up and got between them as Doctor Fate sent another blast towards Teekl. You casted your shield just in time, protecting both Klarion and his familiar.

You send a little fireball at Doctor Fate’s chest as a warning. “Hey, you can’t attack someone’s familiar,” you shouted, readying another shield spell in case Doctor Fate attacked you. “That’s the lowest of low blows!” 

“Get out of the way, child,” Doctor Fate ordered, casting a spell to drag you out of the way. 

“No, you don’t,” you screamed, throwing another fireball at him to ruin his concentration. “I thought a lord of order was supposed to have more class. You disappoint me, Doctor Fate.” You turned to Klarion and Teekl, who were both staring at you in astonishment. “Go now before Doctor Cheater tries again.”

Teekl meowed gratefully while Klarion tilted his head at you. You could see curiosity in his eyes. Doctor Fate blasted you with another spell, knocking you back a little even though you had your shield up in time. Klarion nodded to you before he created a portal. 

“This isn’t over, Nabu,” Klarion warned before jumping through the portal as Doctor Fate threw another magical blast at your shield. Your shield dissolved, leaving you unprotected. However, Doctor Fate stopped his attacks once Klarion was gone. He just floated there, staring at you with Wally’s empty eyes. Gulping, you waited to see what would happen. 

Slowly, Doctor Fate floated down to the ground and took off his helmet, freeing Wally from his control. You smiled in relief until you saw the displeasure on Wally’s face. Biting your lip, you realized you were going to have a lot of explaining to do.

You were lying on your bed at the cave, contemplating your options. The team had been very upset that you interfered with Doctor Fate’s battle with Klarion, saying it was a betrayal of their trust. You tried to explain how there were rules, and Doctor Fate had broken them. However, they didn’t understand. 

Sighing, you rolled over in your bed to bury your face into your pillow. You secretly were hoping Zatara would show up to explain the laws of magical combat to them. Having the whole team mad at you was not a fun experience. 

“So this is where the Justice Babies are hiding,” a recognizable voice sounded from behind you. “Predictable.” You jumped from your bed to see Klarion standing in your bedroom with Teekl sleeping in his arms. 

“How did you get in here,” you asked harshly. You didn’t mean it, but you were worried the team would catch him here. Though, you were secretly glad to see him again. 

“Please, your magic trail was easy to follow. I suggest you work on that,” Klarion explained, shaking his head as if it was obvious. You blushed with embarrassment as he sat down on the corner of your bed. 

Slowly, you sat down beside him with caution. Teekl immediately left his arms to curl up into your lap. She purred as you started to pet her. “So, why are you here?”

It was Klarion’s turn to blush, looking away from you. “Teekl wanted to thank you for saving her life,” he mumbled. Teekl meowed knowingly. “Shut up, you stupid cat.”

“Oh,” you said, looking down at Teekl with the knowledge that Klarion was actually the one who wanted to thank you. “Well, you’re welcome, Teekl.” Teekl meowed sweetly at you in response. 

Klarion and you began to talk about spells, which in turn led to both of you going to an alternate dimension to practice. Later, he dropped you back into your bedroom at the cave, and you expected he would never visit you again. 

However, everyday at eleven o’clock, Klarion would appear in your bedroom to visit. When you confronted him about it, he claimed Teekl had become fond of you. Of course, you knew the real reason behind his visits, but you didn’t say a word. 

[dccomicsimagines]

Crushes are for Mortals - Klarion x Reader

Requested by Anon -  a one shot where Klarion develops a crush on Reader who’s part of the Young Justice team

The first time Klarion saw you was during a meeting with The Light. They displayed your picture on the screen and Klarion was taken with you immediately. He didn’t listen to what they said about you, but he knew you were a magic-user and a powerful one at that. 

Teekl claimed Klarion developed a ‘crush’ on you, but he insisted crushes were for mortals. He was just curious about you in a romantic way. Teekl argued differently, but Klarion chose to ignore her.

Therefore, when Klarion was assigned to distract the team of ‘sidekicks’ while the Light stole something from Wayne Enterprises, he was ecstatic. Klarion didn’t bother himself with what the Light was doing, deciding to focus on his first meeting with you. 

“Team, you are needed in New York,” Batman ordered, marching into the mission room from the zeta tube. He had messaged the team moments ago to gather in the room to wait for him. You were excited, this was your first mission briefing. “Klarion the Witch Boy has broken into the Metropolitan Museum of Art and used his magic to bring all the artwork to life.” The team’s mouths dropped open in surprise as Batman brought up several videos of giant statues destroying cars, and people jumping out of paintings to tackle fleeing citizens. 

“Batman, why is Klarion attacking a museum? Is there any reason for him to be there?” Robin asked, stepping forward as a picture of Klarion floating amidst the destruction popped onto the screen. You studied the photo with fascination as you had heard about Klarion before, but had never seen him.

“It appears there is no logic behind his motives, but he must be stopped,” Batman answered, turning to focus on Kaldur. 

“We will stop him,” Kaldur replied, earning a nod from Batman. 

Batman turned his gaze to you. “I know this is your first mission (Y/N), and you might find the need to prove yourself, but do not take on Klarion directly. We still don’t know the extent of your magical powers.” You nodded in agreement, knowing Batman was right. Your magic were unpredictable at best, even after the years of training you had to perfect it. 

“Best of luck,” Batman finished, leaving the room in the same way he entered. You were a little surprised he was so calm about sending the team to face Klarion, but you could sense he was controlling his emotions to extreme amounts. 

“Head to the Bioship, we will form a plan of attack on your way to New York,” Kaldur ordered as the team headed towards the hanger bay. You were last to follow only to hide the grin on your face. Your first mission was going to be fun. 

The plan was simple. You and Kaldur would enter the museum through the front door, while M’gann and Robin entered through the roof. The rest of the team would sneak into the building through an underground passage way connected to the subway system. 

Once inside, you would all converge on the center of the museum where Klarion was hanging out. You were to hide in the shadows, offering assistance while the rest of the team attacked him directly. 

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned. “(Y/N), I’ve been waiting for you,” Klarion announced once you entered the room with Kaldur. Your blood ran cold when he said your real name. Kaldur looked at you curiously before pushing you into the shadows of the room. Even hidden as you were, Klarion’s eyes seemed to find you anyway.

“Stop this, Klarion,” Kaldur shouted as the others slipped into the room, surrounding Klarion. Klarion’s eyes flickered to them, but remained focused on you as if he didn’t care about them. 

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, (Y/N),” Klarion replied as you felt a bit of fur brush passed your leg. You looked down, shocked to see Teekl staring up at you. Suddenly, Klarion’s magic swirled around you, dragging you towards him. 

“What are you doing?!” you screamed as the team tried to help you out of his magical grasp. Nothing they did worked as you were brought closer to Klarion. Teekl walked along beside you. “Let me go!” 

You looked over your shoulder at the team in panic, not sure what to do. Batman said you weren’t supposed to attack Klarion directly, but you had to do something. “Use your magic, (Y/N),” Robin shouted. “It’s your only chance.”

“Yes, use your magic, (Y/N). Let me see what you can do,” Klarion taunted as Teekl left your side to jump into his arms. You narrowed your eyes at him, feeling the magic built up inside of you. A shiver ran down your spine as you whispered a spell, your hands glowing with electrified blue. Gesturing outward, your magic erupted, blasting Klarion’s magical hold on you and throwing him and Teekl against the far wall. 

“Kid, get (Y/N) out of here,” Kaldur shouted as you were scooped up by Wally and whisked out of the room. 

“Bring (Y/N) back now,” Klarion pouted, his magic sending a shock wave through the building. Wally and you fell to the floor due to the instability as Klarion’s voice echoed through the halls.

“Why does he want you so bad?” Wally asked, trying to stand up on the shaking floor. 

“I don’t know,” you answered honestly. “I don’t even know how he knows my real name.” The floor stopped shaking, allowing Wally to scoop you up again and zoom out of the building. 

Wally dodged the living statues destroying the street. “It seems like you have a stalker, (Y/N). Congratulations,” Wally remarked sarcastically. You snorted at him as you used your magic to freeze another statue who was about to attack some pedestrians. 

“Thanks, Walls,” you replied, your voice dripping in sarcasm. Suddenly, Wally skidded to a stop when a portal opened and Klarion appeared in front of you. With a flick of his finger, Klarion send Wally flying back while grabbing you with his magic to pull you to him.

“What do you want with me?” you demanded, letting yourself be pulled until you stood next to him.  Teekl meowed at you, drawing your attention to the cat in his arms. “What do you mean he likes me?!”

Klarion’s eyes almost popped out of his head. “You can understand Teekl?”

“Of course, I can understand.the cat. How inadequate do you think I am?” you snapped back. 

A tiny smile came upon Klarion’s face. “I knew from the first time I saw you, you would be amazing.” You stared at him, trying to comprehend what he was saying. 

“Wait…Do you have a crush on me?” you questioned, watching his eyes flash at you. 

“No, that is ridiculous,” he retorted. His nose was in the air. “Crushes are for mortals.” Teekl meowed, denying his words. “It’s not a crush, you stupid cat. It’s a romantic interest.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s the same thing,” you responded, chuckling when Teekl agreed with you smugly. Klarion huffed.

The two of you were so absorbed in your conversation, you didn’t notice Wally trying to run towards you. “Get away from (Y/N), stalker,” he shouted, super-speeding to you. 

“Ah, shut up justice baby. The adults are trying to have a conversation,” Klarion shouted back, flicking his finger to magically gag Wally with a pacifier and locked him in a crib. You laughed at the enraged look on Wally’s face, even though you knew you shouldn’t.

“So,” you began, gazing into Klarion’s black eyes. “Did you do all this just talk to me?” Klarion rolled his eyes, gazing at the destruction around you with disinterest. 

“It’s not my best work, I know,” Klarion sighed. Your eyes widened as he looked genuinely disappointed. “But I didn’t do this just to speak with you.”

“Oh?” you commented, raising your eyebrows. In all honesty, you weren’t freaked out by him. It was flattering that he worked so hard to meet you, but you wished it hadn’t caused so much destruction. 

 Klarion gave you a devious look before taking a step away from you, letting Teekl jump out of his arms. “I want a magic duel with you, (Y/N). After all, I can’t have a romantic interest that is not my equal.”

“Okay,” you agreed, holding up your hand when he opened his mouth to reply. “But you need to free Kid Flash first.”

He sighed. “Fine.” Klarion waved his hand, turning his head away from Wally in disgust. Wally, freed from the crib and the pacifier, ran up to you.

“You need to get out of here, (Y/N),” Wally insisted, grabbing your arm. You shook your head at him.

“He wants a duel, Wally. If I refuse, he will continue destroying the city until I submit,” you explained with Klarion nodding his head in confirmation. Wally glared at him.

“But Batman said you weren’t supposed to take him on one-on-one,” Wally argued. You just looked at him until he sighed in defeat. 

“I accept your proposal to duel,” you said, turning back to Klarion. Klarion just smirked at Wally in trump. “However, I will propose stakes.”

Klarion sighed again. “I suppose it would make it more interesting,” he muttered. Teekl meowed at him. “I guess I could allow that.”

“If I win,” you stated, meeting Klarion’s eye. “You will repair the city to it’s condition before you started your rampage.” 

He huffed before a mischievous smirk grew on his face. “And if I win you’ll have to kiss me,” he declared, narrowing his eyes when Wally gagged. You just smiled.

“Deal,” you confirmed holding out your hand. Klarion took it after a moment as a glow from your entwined hands sealed the deal. 

“(Y/N), you can’t kiss him. He’s the bad guy,” Wally whispered as Klarion turned away from you to get some distance for the duel. 

“It’s magically sealed, Wally. I can’t do anything. Besides, he could have asked for my soul or something,” you argued, gesturing for Wally to get away. “Now get out of the way. I don’t want you caught in the crossfire.”

Wally sighed before speeding to the sidelines. Teekl moved to sit next to Wally, acting as the referee. Klarion and you prepared, ready for the call of the start. Teekl meowed, and it was on.

The battle was impressive with each clash and attack taking on a new creative flare. You kept your attacks powerful and heavy while Klarion kept his attacks small and imaginative. He was tough, but you knew you were winning and it wasn’t because he was letting you. His twitching face proved he was losing unintentionally. 

Sometime during the duel, the rest of the team arrived. You could feel their eyes on you, silently cheering you on. 

You lost track of time, but you knew it was almost over. Klarion was radiating exhaustion, looking even more pale than he normally was.  Funny enough, you weren’t even tired yet. Knowing one more blast would finish the duel, you whispered a spell that sent Klarion collapsing to the ground.

The team cheered out loud as you glanced at Teekl to see if the match was officially over. She meowed, ending the match. The team came towards you, but you ignored them to sprint over to Klarion. 

“Klarion, are you okay?” you asked, laying his head into your lap. Teekl walked up to rub against you. You tapped his cheek, worrying when you didn’t get a response. “Klarion?”

He groaned a moment later, relieving you to no end. After dueling with him, you found a new sense of respect for him. A lord of chaos doesn’t play by the rules, but he did. 

“I knew you were amazing,” he mumbled, staring up at you with his black eyes. There was a sparkle in them that wasn’t there before. “My equal.”

“I don’t know about equal, because I won,” you retorted kindly, smiling at him. He smirked at you deviously. 

“Therefore, I must follow our arrangement,” he replied, standing up with only slight difficulty. His hand glowed as he repaired the world around you back into it’s original form. When it was finished, he turned back to you. “It’s done.”

“Thank you. I know you didn’t have to follow the rules or our deal, but thanks for doing it anyway,” you said, blushing at how intense his gaze was. It seemed like he respected you as his equal now. 

“It’s was my pleasure, (Y/N),” he purred, taking your hand to place a kiss on the back of it. “I believe we will meet again very soon.” With that, he picked up Teekl and jumped through a portal, disappearing from your sight.

You stared at the spot where he last stood, trying to comprehend what he meant. Suddenly, a hand came down on your shoulder. “Hey (Y/N), what was that hand kiss about?” Robin asked, his hand was the one resting on your shoulder. The rest of the team gathered around you, bombarding you with questions. 

“And why does he want to see you again?” Artemis demanded, crossing her arms.

“How does he know your name?”

“Why was he after you this whole time?”

“Did he say you are his equal?”

“Klarion planned this whole thing to meet you, didn’t he?”

“Umm…,” you whimpered as the questions messed with your head. “I don’t really know.” Your thoughts drifted back to Klarion, wondering when you would see him again and what that meeting would entail. 

Klarion was back in a meeting with the Light, choosing to once again to not pay attention and think on you instead. “Our mission failed. Batman was waiting for us,” Sportsmaster complained to the Light. He shook his fist in the air. “The Witch Boy didn’t do his job.”

“I did as instructed Sportsmusher,” Klarion retorted. “I distracted the justice babies.” 

“Yes,” Lex Luthor agreed. “We should have had you distracting the Justice League as well as their sidekicks.”

“None of that is important right now,” Vandal Savage snapped, turning to focus on Klarion. “Did you discover (Y/N)’s magic levels?”

Klarion froze, cursing himself for not paying attention when the Light was talking about you. He wouldn’t had such a public duel with you if he knew the Light was interested. You were his, and his alone. The Light wasn’t going to take you from him.

“Meh,” Klarion replied, shrugging his shoulders. “(Y/N) is average at best.”

“But they defeated you in a duel, did they not?” Ra’s al Ghul questioned. Klarion snorted, narrowing his eyes at Ra’s. The demon’s head literally said nothing during all the other meetings, but decided to speak up now. Klarion cursed his luck. His mind raced to come up with an excuse as Teekl meowed a suggestion.

Smiling at Teekl, Klarion answered calmly. “I let them win to give them a false sense of security.”

The Light stared at him for a long moment before nodding in confirmation. They turned onto another boring subject, leaving Klarion to go back to daydreaming. He was planning his next meeting with you. There was so many possibilities. He could kidnap you and take you to his private pocket dimension, or convince you to prank Dr. Fate with him. The possibilities soared through his head, but one thing was for certain, he will meet you again. 

[dccomicsimagines]

An Infant Secret - Klarion x Reader

Requested by gracesnowstorm -  The Reader finds out she is pregnant with Klarion’s child and she runs away because he’s the Lord of Chaos and who knows what his reaction would be and if he’s even ready to be a father. During the pregnancy, or after the child is born and the child is one week old (you can choose) Klarion finds the Reader and when he confronts her, (you can choose where they meet again, it could be at the Reader’s house) he finds out he is a father. (The child can be boy or girl, you can choose) When he finds that out, he flips out, becomes angry and locks the Reader and his child up in some tower, and he only lets them out until he knows he can trust them to not leave him and  run away again

You sat in the doctor’s office, wringing your hands as you waited for the doctor to come back with the test results. Leaning back into your chair, you closed your eyes while trying keep calm. Lately you had been overly exhausted, your favorite foods turned your stomach, and you had to pee more than usual. Klarion was concerned as well, convincing you to go to a doctor to discover what was wrong. 

Letting out a deep sigh, you realized you could almost fall asleep in the chair. Part of you wished Klarion could have come with you, but he had to harass Doctor Fate about something. 

The door of the office opened, jerking you awake. You sat up in your chair, quickly rubbing a hand over your face. The doctor gave you a gentle smile before sitting down next to you.

“We got the results from your blood and urine tests,” the doctor began, laying a gentle hand on your knee. You studied her face, trying to get a clue of whether the results were good or bad. She had a smile on her face, and seemed genuinely happy. 

“And?” you prompted when she didn’t speak. The doctor patted your knee, the smile staying on her face. You found yourself frowning at her.

“You are pregnant, (Y/N),” the doctor said softly.  

“What?” you gasped, your heart skipping a beat. The blood drained out of your face as the doctor continued to smile at you. She didn’t seem to notice how you didn’t share her joy.

“I know you and your boyfriend we spoke about earlier will be happy with the news,” the doctor began, pulling out a few pamphlets. “We need to get you a prescription for pre-natal vitamins and schedule your next appointment.”

You didn’t move as you found yourself struggling to breathe. The last thing you expected was a pregnancy. It was never on your mind, because you assumed it couldn’t happen. After all, Klarion was a lord of chaos. He had never mentioned anything about it. The weight on your chest grew, your breath coming out in choked gasps.

“(Y/N)?” your doctor asked, suddenly noticing your reaction. She laid a hand on your back. “Are you alright? I understand this is a surprise.” 

Your eyes were wide as you got to your feet. “I have to go,” you gasped, stumbling towards the door. The doctor got up to follow you. Needing to escape the room, you ripped open the door and broke into a run. You heard the doctor call after you, but you were already gone. 

Several blocks away from the doctor’s office, you came to a stop. Panting from the exertion, you collapsed onto a bench, more exhausted than ever. You buried your face in your hands, trying to understand what the doctor told you.

While you and Klarion had been together for some time, you had never talked about having children. Actually, the topic had never come up. Though, you knew he didn’t have a high opinion of children. He always sneered at them when you saw them in the street. 

Deep in your heart, you knew he wouldn’t react well to the news of your pregnancy. Icy cold fear flowed through you as you thought about Klarion’s reaction. He could leave you, or worse force you to get rid of the child. You laid a hand on your stomach protectively. 

In all honesty, you couldn’t imagine Klarion as a father. He wasn’t ready for that kind of responsibility. You leaned back on the bench, feeling sick to your stomach from the desperation and panic. 

Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you stood up from the bench and started walking down the street. You bit your lip, reminding yourself you weren’t ready for this kind of responsibility either.

Eventually, you found yourself standing in front of a bus station. You looked at it, making a decision as the thought of Klarion’s reaction terrified you beyond belief. An hour later, you were on a bus to some place, hoping to disappear off the face of the earth.

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[samhellebore]

Smiling softly at the orange cat, running my fingers through her fur, I was sitting on my window sill, staring at the night sky. Soon enough my furry friend climbs onto my lap, laying herself across my chest as I was leaning back. A soft hum came from me, using both my hands to pet her. Today had been a long day, having been part of the team for a good year now and nobody trusted me at all. I wasn't really surprised, a child with very strong powers coming from a criminal family trying to be good. I always thought they wouldn't judge but it would seem that I was wrong in the end. Pulling the cat closer to my face giving her a kiss on the forehead. A small meow came from her, lowering her back onto my chest. Whispering to her a small thank you for always returning and listening to me, getting a paw in my face making me laugh.

"You know, I wouldn't mind being an anti-hero or just someone how messes around with people. might even be better than working with the young justice, the only thing they do is look down on me for not coming from a normal family. you would think they would welcome me and happy that I'm using my powers for good instead of following my parent's footsteps, right?"

A small meow was sent back, wiggling her way out of my arms, jumping out of the window. I knew it, even animals get tired of me in the end. Looking and down I waved off the cat, closing the window and moving over to my bed. Turning on my laptop I pulled up a video that I wanted to watch. laying down I got myself comfortable, pulling the pillow against my neck, sleep taking me into its arms.

"Stay focused Black blood!"

Getting almost hit by another shot of Ra's al Ghul, I made wings grow from my back, using them to make a gust of wind knocking the wizard back. Standing over Robin, him being downed by one of Ra's people, I picked him up and quickly flew off. Putting him down away from danger, putting a force field over him if someone would come here, swiftly returning to the battle. Pulling Artemis out of an incoming attack, only to get an angry glare in return. Rolling my eyes, scanning the battlefield my eyes landing Ra's al Ghul himself. Rushing up to him, moving my hands in a certain way, magical robs quickly tying him up.

"Well done Zatanna!"

I couldn't believe my ears, did Superboy give her the credit?!

"That was my magic, Superboy!"

He looked at me like it was insane, but I quickly moved my hand to bring Ra's al Ghul over to me. He was starring at me trying to get free of the bindings.

"Impressive spell, better than baby magic over there."

Blocking the blast that was coming my way, it was stronger than I expected as I get pushed away from Ra's al Ghul. Looking over to see a boy my age with his hair looking like horns. That... that was pretty cute not going to lie.

"Thank you! But it would seem that you are not on my side."

He smirked, snapping his finger, my spell disappearing, leaving Ra's al Ghul free once more. Taking in a deep breath, the wings on my back straightening upwards, ready to fight the boy, only to get pushed out of the way by Zatanna. The boy seems to not like that as the smirk disappeared from his face being replaced by annoyance.

"And I was getting ready to have someone who might be fun to fight. But you had to show up, how boring."

Quickly covering my mouth before I let out a laugh, I looked away from the two. My shoulders were slightly shaking from holding back a laugh as I calmed down. Turning back I saw he was still looking straight at me, now a devilish grin on his face. Alright, he might be the more chiller villain I'm going to fight.

"Alright fight me then, if I win... you let me have Ra's al Ghul and your name as for you... Tell me your price!"

Stepping forwards, my wings relaxed, feathers trailing over the ground. That seems to make him happy, rubbing his hands together once more. Grinning I lifted my arms only for Superboy to step forwards, shaking his head."I will not allow this."

With a roll of the boy's eyes, he flicked Superboy away, a pull onto my waist, I was closer to the boy. A circle of ruins surrounded us, locking me away from the others.

"If I win, I want your name and... Mmh." He was tapping his cheek, with I now see, black sharp nails.

"And a day with you."

"I can agree to that."

"Then it's settled, ready?"

"Ready as I will ever be!"

White markings appeared on my skin as I lifted myself from the ground. I didn't need to say my spells out loud like Zatanna. Blasting the boy with my magic, making him jump back. Red lightning was shot my way, I just deflected it. He wasn't using his full power, a smirk pulled at my lips, rushing over to him. Going in for a punch a force shield blocked it, I flipped back, levitating high in the sky. Lifting my hands pulling lighting from the sky, feeling it go through me waking me straight up. Flinging it at the boy, he just put up a force field once more. Now! teleporting behind him, I round-house kicked him, him landing on his face making me laugh.

"And here I thought you would put a good fight!"

"Why you little.."

Catching the red flames, fuck too hot! Dropping it to the ground, waving my hands, quickly blocking the next one with my own force shield. Taking a deep breath, I lowered myself to the ground. Placing my hands on the ground, softly saying to the plants underground to wrap him up. Pushing my energy into the plants, they burst from the ground, quickly wrapping around the screaming boy. Flying over to him, taking hold of his face, leaning our foreheads together, I begin to drain him from his powers. Slowly his kicking and screaming stopped and he basically went limp in my hold.

"Good fight, love to fight you again, but then away from the city. Now mind me tell your name."

His tired eyes looked up at me, they looked like they were filled with wonder. I must be seeing things.

"Klarion Bleak."

"Charming name for a charming boy. But I must be going now, thank you for the good fight."

Waving my hands breaking the runes, walking over to the others. Eyes wide they moved out of my way. Rolling my eyes at them, I tie up Ra's al Ghul before entering the ship, Ra's al Ghul floating behind me. Locking him up I waited for the team.

"That was reckless of you!"

Getting another shouting by the one and only Batman.

"I know, but if it would mean getting Ra's al Ghul, I would do it again and again. Be happy we have him now."

I calmly replied, Taking off my jacket, staring up at the black-masked hero. His eyes stared me down, but I could care less, it has been like this from the very beginning. Noone trusted me and I could trust no one. It might always be like this, it's funny this is usually how villains are created. Being beaten to the ground by the higher-ups, them saying a big fat fuck you to them, and then turning to the dark side. HA star wars joke! A hand landed on my shoulder, looking up at superman.

"Don't do it again! Next time you will not be joining the team and be allowed outside."

Holding back my anger, just nod your head and go with it. After all the talking and debriefing was over I begin to make my way back to my room.

"Black Blood!" Looking over my shoulder at Artemis, giving her a small smile, but she didn't seem to want to return it.

"Yes?"

"Don't touch me ever again."

"As you wish."

Bowing my head in a mocking way, I turn and entered my room a moment later. Taking off my hero suit, putting it away, I fell down onto my bed, curling up into a ball. My breath becoming on even, until I felt tears spill from my eyes. Stupid teammates, stupid grown-ups, stop world. Gripping the sheets, I squeeze close my eyes a growl leaving my mouth. Never will they see me as a friend.

"Meow!"

Looking up from my book, seeing the orange cat once more, but it was raining outside. Rushing over, grabbing the towel from the kitchen counter. Opening the window, taking hold of her with the towel softly beginning to dry her off.

"What are you doing outside?! Why did your owner let you out?! It's raining!"

Just purring came from her, a fond smile pulled at my lips as I moved back over to the spot I was reading. which was right in front of the fireplace. She quickly took her seat on the pillow in front of it. I had used one of my older pillows to give her a spot to lay on in front of the fire.

"Just wanting to lay in front of the fire, you little sly cat."

A meow was my answer, making me roll my eyes. Leaning to her, kissing her forehead, before I got comfortable and began to read again. By my mind couldn't focus, they were busy thinking about a black-haired boy. Klarion Bleak. that sly boy had made its place in my mind and also maybe my heart. I had hadn't seen him since I had beaten him in a fight but I did see him through my teammates' eyes. I wasn't allowed to go on missions for a few months and was only allowed to watch from afar. Borning! So I just stay home, I could care less what the others think, I had given up on them, just like how they had given up on me. Running my hands through her fur, I put the book away.

"You know, I have had my mind on that boy I talked about. you know, Klarion. The team had a mission against him a few weeks back and I wasn't allowed to join! It was so unfair, I wanted to talk to him so badly! Fighting him was fun! I'm never allowed to spar against anyone! And I might have gotten a tiny crush on him..."

Hearing the words leave my mouth, I felt my cheeks burn. For fuck sake! I'm not some high school girl having stupid crushes... Alright, I might, but whatever. My furry friend rubbed against my hand, almost telling me to go on, talk some more.

"I can watch from my teammates' helmets or mask. And the few times they went against him, he... He really seems like that one villain you are happy to fight. He is just so fun and ready to have a good fight. My motto has always been 'Throw in a little chaos in the day if you find it boring!' and he is precisely that! That what I like about him. Then again he is chaos personified."

Laying back down, looking over at the widow a small sigh leaving my lips as I closed my eyes.

"Maybe when I go on missions again, I get to see him again."

Mission!!! Fucking yeah! It might be small but I'm more than happy to watch over New York today. Floating over the city, trying to look around for trouble makers. Letting my feet hit one of the rooftops just on the edge of the city. Rolling my shoulders, I try to let them relax.

"Hello there!"

Whipping around almost giving me a whip lace. Staring right into the eyes of the boy I thought I might never see again.

"Klarion!"

Lifting my hands, the tattoos on my body lighting up. But he quickly lifted his hands, shaking his hands.

"I'm here to just talk."

I should think better with that big smirk on his face but me being me, I let my hands fall and the tattoos turn back to black. Giving him a smile, I leaned against the edge of the rooftop.

"Go on talk, tall boy." He laughed, dropping his own hands.

"All talk and never being allowed on a mission."

"How did you-"

"Meow!" A familiar orange cat stepped out behind him.

"You little minx!! You told him about tha-"

realizing all that I have told that stupid cat, a deep blush began to crawl at my skin.

"You better not have told him about... you know!"

A smug meow left the orange cat.

"Tell me what? about the missions or about seeing me?"

Looking down at the cat, glaring at her for a second before looking back at the boy standing in front of me. Seems she might not have told him, I fucking hope so otherwise, it's going to be awkward!

"Second..."

Another laugh left his mouth, clinging his stomach. His pet walking over to me, jumping into my arms. Cathing the cat, I rolled my eyes at her, but I can't stay mad at her.

"Well, here I am, anything you want to know?"

Fuck! why must he be so smug and hot at the same time? Try not to look to effect by him by rolling my eyes.

"Is it true that you are chaos-personified? and that you cannot really be contained?"

Feeling how his ego was boosted, his smirked also seem to grow, taking a few steps to me. But I could care less, if he wants to hurt me, I know he would have already done so.

"Yes I'm chaos personified and to the second yes I can't be contained. I do like to know why you wanted to see me again."

Try to casually look away, taking in a sharp breath.

"Because you are interesting to me. You really seem to be like that one villain that I'm happy to fight. You... you just seem to be so much fun and ready to have a good fight. Fighting against you was fun, a good spar! A good fight for once!"

Looking back over to him, seeing him looking down at me with an unknown expression on his face.

"How about we fight again? Right now?"

"I can't I have a duty to watch the city."

An evil smirk came to his face, lifting his hands, clapping them. Screams soon to be heard.

"There! A little bit of chaos, tell them I'm here. Now let's fight~!"

Putting the cat down, quickly leaning over the edge seeing monsters beginning to attack the houses.

"Black Blood to base, Monsters have appeared in the city, Klarion seems to be the one controlling them. I will hold them back as much as I can!"

"We understand we will be there as soon as possible."

Putting up fore fields around the houses, I turned to Klarion, him smirking his face off.

"Well, what are you waiting for, tall baby!"

His eyes widen as I threw the first punch. Blocking it, hold my first in his hand, a loud laugh leaving his mouth. Throwing me off the building, I flipped myself over to be floating, turning to Klarion. Block his fire with a shield I threw a gust of wind his way knocking him off balance. Fire soon following that attack, but he just absorbed it, red lighting made it way over to me. Dodging it, I use my momentum to swing a black orb at him. Hitting straight into his chest sending him into one of my fore fields protecting the houses. It only stuns him for a split second before an energy blast came my way. Barely being able to dodge them, red lightning connected with my side, sending me to the ground. Harshly landing, I groan rolling over onto my back.

"Right you mortals and your easily breakable bodies."

Seeing him float above me, smirking. A grin pulled at my lips as I slammed the ground, rocks flying up into his face. Quickly moving above him, I try to blast him in his back, but that was blocked by him.

"Smart girl."

Smirking, I let fire dance in my hands, my tattoos finally lighting up. The red color of the flames slowly drained away leaving silver flames behind.

"nesohc fo eht noom."

My voice always sounds so strange when I let these powers fully take over. Lifting my hands above my head, I threw a big flaming ball at the boy who was looking at me like I was amazing. A small blush pulled on my face, but this was a sparring match, not a crush nation.

"ecarbme eht thgin!"

silver ropes wrapped the boy up, rushing forwards trying to take hold of his face like last time, only to get blasted back. My back hit the ground once more, rolling until I hit a car.

"BLACK BLOOD!"

Growling I stood up, lifting myself from the ground. Looking up at Klarion, a smirk on his face. As the others came rushing to my side, but I pushed them all away from me. I could feel blood trail down the side of my face, dripping off my chin.

"I got this."

"No! look at you."

"I said I'm fine."

"Why must you always be this stubborn?!"

Ignoring the young league, I lifted myself from the ground. The silver flames leaving me slowly began to turn black, moving my hand a specific way. Black orbs surrounding my hands, then pulling them up to the night sky.

"ruo seof rehtiw htaeneb a olah fo denekcalb emalf!!"

A black halo covered the horrified-looking boy.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS TYPE OF MAGIC?!"

quickly flames beginning to cover his body, making him weaker and weaker. Lowering himself to the ground, trying to keep standing. Floating in front of him, with a flick of my wrist the halo disappeared, the flames slowly going out. Taking hold of his face, leaning our foreheads together.

"Go."

I breathe out, letting my energy sink into him. Myself lowering onto my feet, the tattoos disappearing. My headlight, I pulled myself away from him. A soft smile on my face, before everything turned black, I could feel arms taking hold of me.

The team was staring at me as Wonderwoman stood next to me a smile on her face. This was the first time I met her, but her aroura was present. She was talking to batman and superman. The fight was fun, but the team was once more not happy with me.

"I will take them as my sidekick. They are worthy and I want to train them." Hearing those words hit my ears, I wiped my head around to look at Wonder Woman. Eyes wide, feeling pride swell up in my chest.

"Why would you ever want to take in a child from two criminals."

My shoulders dropped, head falling, I sigh, looking away. They weren't wrong, why would she ever. But feeling a hand lift up my chin, making me look straight up at Wonder Woman. A proud smile on her face, softly patting my cheek.

"And I couldn't be more proud of you. I can't believe you guys, that you think treating them like this, is the right way of treating them."

Feeling tears gather in my eyes, I looked away from Wonder Woman's face. But with a play full squeeze to my cheeks making my eyes snap back to her.

"Go pack what you need, Then we will be off to Themyscira. I will train you personally."

my eyes wide, I nod and ran off to my room. This could be it!

After having moved to Themyscira, Klarion began to visit me from time to time. Usually, once in a month or two, the woman here could basically feel when a guy steps on the island. But I began to worry, I hadn't seen him for over 5 months. Taking a deep breath, pulling my hair out of my face. Today, after 2 and a half years of training was my final test. Showing Diana that I'm ready to rejoin everyone, showing what I have become.

The first test was of Hand-to-hand combat, with Diana having trained me personally I beat the other Amazon woman without struggle. The second test was of patience, which I had plenty of, having to take the comments of the young justice, I had patience enough. So without worrying I passed that. Last was controlling my powers. We found out that the goddess of the Moon, Selene, had blessed me with her powers. Controlling those powers had proven difficult after we fully dove into them. I had hurt Diana accidentally and I didn't want to use the powers for a full week. But Klarion had shown me how to control it in a night. Giving me tips along the way. Remembering his words I passed the test.

"I granted you to be Amazon, Chosen of the eclipse. May that be your title. Chosen by the moon itself to protect this earth. Let your enemies win nothing but death."

She placed my new hero outfit in my hands, letting me rise. With a victory roar, the others around me shout out to me, letting me know I earned this with my own sweat, blood, and determination.

Returning to base in my new outfit, showing off the gold star and the silver moon on my outfit. The team turned to the opening portal, seeing us return. The team staring at me, a proud smile was present on my face. Diana placed her hand on my shoulder, the both of us walking up to batman and superman. Batman had apologized after a year with me training under Diana, as she had taken him to the island to show my progression. I had let go of the anger I felt towards him and accepted the apology. As soon as I was close enough, he placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Congratulations, you did great."

"Thank you, Batman."

"You have earned your place among us."

Smile at Superman, it took some time to come around but he had apologized in the end. Smiling, he gave me a small hug.

"Welcome back your old teammate, Bl-"

"Moon light, please."

Batman nods, a small smile pulling at his lips.

"Welcome, Moon light."

The young teens were looking at me but Rocket stepped up first, pulling me into a hug.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, pulling back smiling at me.

"It's alright. we were young and foolish."

She nods stepping away from me, everyone began to re-introduce themselves and their sorry's except for stubborn little Robin. He will always be that little guy with too much ego. The others were beginning to have a fight with him over me. Telling them off, that he should take his time and I will see if he ever says sorry.

"Moew!"

"Teekl!"

Rushing over to the orange cat, softly picking her up, pressing her against my chest. Telling her I missed her, only for her to escape my grasp, seemingly wanting me to follow her. Follow her I did, soon stopping in front of a hammered-off warehouse. Turning myself into smoke I went through the small opening of a board-up window. Reappearing on the other side I looked around, Teekl quickly sprinting off deeper into the warehouse. Rushing after her, rounding a corner seeing Klarion stand there cathing Teekl in his arms.

"Where have you been?"

"Moew."

"What do you mean visiting an old fri..."he trailed off seeing me stand there, a shy smile on my face.

"Where have you been the last couple of months, tall boy?"He whispered my name, Teekl jumping from his arms onto a box, loudly meowing at her partner.

"I'm sorry they locked off my magic for that island.... i-"He took a step to me, as I rushed over to him, jumping into his arms.

"I'm sorry for not letting you know."

"It's alright, you tall dummy. I missed you so much!"

Pulling away from him, he smirked down at me.

"Am I that irresistible?"

Pushing his face away from mine, rolling my eyes at his stupid joke. Taking hold of my wrist, lifting it to his lips, kissing my palm. My cheeks felt warm as he smirked down at me. Now or never you coward! Taking hold of his face with my other hand, I pulled him down to my height, placing my lips against his. He stiffened up, taking that as him not liking it, I quickly pulled back.

"I'm sorry, I tho-"

His lips crashed down on mine, dropping my wrist, instead, he took hold of my waist, pulling us close. Tilting his head to the side, deepening the kiss. Slightly opening my mouth, he immediately reacted, his tongue exploring my mouth. He tasted like sugar and a small hint of something more metallic. Pulling back, taking in a deep breath, his hand slipping up into my hair. After taking a few good breaths, he dove down once more. His tongue quickly exploring again, pushing me up against a crated. He was panting as I pushed him away, taking deep breathes myself.

"I have waited so long to do that."

He spoke, looking down at me, his hands exploring my sides. Leaning down, kissing alongside my neck. A moan leaving my mouth as he found that spot on my neck. Putting my hands on his shoulders pushing him away, my head was spinning with how fast he was going.

"Same here, lover boy, but slow down."

Out of breath, I gave him a small smile, he gave me back a genuine smile. Leaning down give me a quick peck on the lips. A small laugh left his lips, placing his forehead on mine. Pulling me impossibly close, a deep sigh left his lips. Pushing his head up, I softly kissed him again, standing on my toes. Soon the kiss turned heated again, pushing me to sit on one of the wooden crates. Laying me down, climbing on top of me, pulling back looking down at me.

"Your so beautiful."

"And you are so handsome, thank you for being in my life."

His eyes widen, looking away, clearing his throat, pulling on his tie. Laughing, he wiped his head down at me, glaring as I laughed at him. Leaning down his lips found the spot again, I almost choked on my own spit.

"K-Klarion."

Let's just say that night I never felt more loved in my whole life.

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Sorry for any grammar mistakes well if I messed up something from young justice, I haven't watched it in so long so if there are any mistakes let me know!

[omilkandhoneyteao]

Y/n: omg klarion is such a sweet boyfriend 🥺🥺 he’s literally an angel! 🥰🥰🥰

The angel in question:

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Klarion lovers,,,,,imagine during a fight you protect teekl and he just takes it was a way of you proclaiming your love to him , and he kinda just starts living w you , You have no idea how he found out your secret identity but now you have a love sick chaos lord living w you and his cat

Also,,,,,,any writers who get inspiration from these lil images they're free for the takin

((Gif isn't mine))

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