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𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 — 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), overstimulation, ffm threesomes, dub con in some of them, orgasm denial, spanking, pussy slapping, daddy kink, size kink, dacryphilia, squirting, suggestions of anal, all characters featured are 18+

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𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻 // 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝘆

“You’ve still got plenty to give,” Arthur commands, one elbow resting on the edge of his throne, his head tilted ever so slightly to watch the way your bouncing, albeit haphazard now, sends ripples through your thighs all the way up, “keep fucking yourself.”

you might be able to do what he demands of you, had his free hand not been pressed to your sex, large finger pads rubbing lazily against your puffy clit. he’d been teasing you for so long, edging you for so long that your legs keep trying to give out on you, making it impossible to ride him in a smooth, skillful motion.

instead, you jounced up and down, crying out to punctuate each time your ass smushed against his thighs, the force at which his cock barrels into you per his demands making you lightheaded.

bracing yourself with both hands on the expanse of his shoulders, you try to ease off of him, allowing an inch or two to slide free from your body before you pause, and close your eyes tight, your breath shaky, your thighs trembling.

“I— I need… a m—minute—“

“Why? Are you already too sensitive?” his fingertips press against your button, pinching it hard until your hips are jutting, hoping to escape the torture. you nod, and his brows knit together, pensive, before his hand careens upwards, grasping your waist and pulling you back down flush against his lap, filling you to point of crying out, “Very well. You can take those sixty seconds impaled on my cock. Then, you can continue.”

your nails threaten to scrape at his skin, your eyes watering. the constant, deep throb of his girth in your belly is one of the sensations you were hoping to take a break from, but you can’t rightfully deny the Ruler of Atlantis in his own kingdom— not while you were merely a guest, an ambassador.

“And then?” you ask, breathless, one hand sagging to feel your belly. from the inside, you felt so full that you might burst, but you smooth your palm over it and feel merely a faint lump of his shape against it. “After I’ve satisfied you, your highness?”

“I’ll have you cum, finally.” Arthur’s brow quirks. “And after that, my queen will have her turn with you.”

𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗺𝗮𝗻 // 𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝗻𝗲

“Don’t stop!” it’s you that’s begging, because Bruce has you twisted in just the right position to overwhelm you. one of his massive hands is splayed against the obsidian behind your head, keeping his upper half level and hovering over you, so as not to suffocate you, while the other pushes your right leg up at the knee. his jaw is clenched, brows furrowed, as he multitasks. keeping your legs from jutting inward at the knee and digging into his chest to attempt to push him away, and rocking his hips to give you all that you’re asking for.

“If you’re going to take it, then you have to take it.” he grunts, authority seeping into his strained voice. “Keep your legs open.”

you were trying, you really were. even when you reached around to grip your thighs with both hands, the second he bottomed out in your belly, you were arching off the hood of the batmobile, your body fighting to protest the sheer amount of thickness you’re being fed, and how each bulging vein scrapes against your delicate walls. your knees spur into his ribs, attempting to work their way between the two of you.

“Keep going,” you moaned, even as your nails sank into his chest, digging through the sweat-sheened, dark patch of hair found there, “I’m going to cum again!” your palms pushed against him, you writhed, and your legs were threatening to bruise his rib cage.

that’s why he had taken over. pushing your knee up towards your chest, he could pin you back down to the batmobile and keep you in place; his bare chest heaving only inches from your face, raining droplets of salty perspiration on to your contorted countenance. “I’m not stopping until you beg me to,” he mutters, as if it’s obvious enough. “That would defeat the whole purpose of your endurance training.”

he always had to make it sound like he was making you a better superhero, a more important asset to the Justice League.

was that really true, or did he just enjoy the way your cunt clenched around him?

“Your ability to follow orders, however,” pressing his shoulder against the back of your knee, he holds you in place so he can push his now liberated palm against the hood on the other side of your head, “we’ll work on that next.”

𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄 & 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 // 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 & 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗵 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲

the stinging slap against your clitoris already has you yelping, digging your nails into your own thighs as you keep them spread apart. Dinah rubs the sting into your button with her lithe fingers, whilst her other hand buries itself in Ollie’s hair, pushing his head down between your legs. the burn of his beard rubbing your most sensitive region has you squirming and panting. “We can play this game all night,” she croons, patting your swollen clit. the taps are firm and quick, nearly spanking, and you twitch each time, “Ollie can work your cunt over, tongue fuck you until you’re just about to cum…”

and you were, you were trembling with the desire to release, since such a privilege has been withheld thus far, and your eyelids fluttered, your toes curled. every sensation they fed you was amplified by at least one hundred, due to the constant edging and soiling of your past, potential orgasms. now, within only a few seconds, and with Dinah’s soft crooning as she beats your clitoris, you’re past the realm of pleasure. so hyper sensitive that it had become torturous, and you were desperate to cum.

“And then, we take it away.”

Ollie came up for air, and to meet Dinah’s waiting lips, while you convulsed in disbelief as yet another climax is denied, and you snub pathetically. “P—please,” you stammer through ragged breath, “I’m so—so sensitive— it’s— too much… please…”

Dinah moans, dragging her tongue along her lover’s lips, and gathering your taste on it before she looks at you, her ruby lips etched upwards into a smile. it was devious and lustful— you always did love when she looked at you like that. “If you want to cum that badly, you know what you have to have?”

you nod, bashful but just needy enough to comply, “C— cock in my ass…”

“Good girl,” Ollie mumbles, reaching around her midsection to rub Dinah’s bare sex with one hand, and yours with the other. his fingers dip into you, and you arch again, whimpering. “You must really be trying hard to hold it together.”

“Oh, she is.” Dinah purrs, smacking your clit again. “She can’t even answer correctly, poor thing. Greedy pussy must be overloading her brain. Whose cock do you need in your ass to cum, sweetheart?”

you’re shaking, grunting in frustrated pleasure as your hazy eyes drift to the strap on laying beside you. locked in the metal ring is a sizable, silicone dildo. your mind whirrs.

“Y—yours,” you whimper, biting down on your lip. “I need your cock in my ass to cum, Dinah!”

𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻 // 𝗵𝗮𝗹 𝗷𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗻

Hal will hit it from the back because he knows he can pound your sweet spots until you’re shaking. his cock has just the right curve upwards to dip into a nerve cluster when he pulls you back to meet his deep thrusting. it’s a section inside you that no one’s ever touched before him, and he bullies it relentlessly until it overloads your pleasure capacity, and you’re scrambling for something to dig your nails into, thighs trembling uncontrollably.

“Attagirl,” he moans, tilting his head back to savor the way you quiver around him, “there goes daddy’s sweet, little vibrator.” when you babble his name, he’ll swat at your ass with his palm open, wearing a dopey grin. “That's a good spot, huh? Want me to keep hitting it right there?” when you nod, whimpering nonsensically, he uses his free hand to press into your shoulder blades, urging you to arch your back tighter, and you bury your face in the pillows you hug so tightly, muffling your mewling. “Go to town, babygirl, that feels good,” he encourages with another smack, this time, he digs his fingers in to grab a fistful of the supple flesh on your ass, “shake for me!”

when you hear his moaning in your ear, feel the heat of his ragged breath and the pressure of his muscled torso against your back, it only sends you higher.

you worry you may never come down.

pinned to the mattress, tearing at the fabric of the pillows and sheets, your eyes rolling back, you manage to whimper his name, followed by a string of pathetic pleas. “T—too much— can’t.. I can’t—“

“You can,” he ensures, both hands running up the length of your body underneath to grope at your breasts while he rams you into the mattress. “My babygirl can. Just let me… fuck, let me give it to you. Let me fuck you ‘till you can’t think straight.” when he kisses your neck with his open mouth, he rasps out, “And when I fill you up, I’m gonna flip you over and eat my cum out of this sensitive, little pussy. Daddy’s not leaving for Oa until the AM. You’re gonna cum until you cry tonight, baby.”

𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻 // 𝗸𝗮𝗹-𝗲𝗹 ( 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗸𝗲𝗻𝘁 )

you cling to him.

you know he has you, and you won’t be going anywhere, but you still hold tightly to his shoulders, hook your legs around the smallest section of his back, burying your face in his massive chest. his herculean form engulfs you in a shadow, encasing you in his warmth; you feel microscopic underneath him.

you hadn’t realized how intense making love to him would be; he was always so gentle when he held you, so easy when he kissed you. he treated you like you were made of glass most of the time, and he did so with a smile.

but when he was inside you, you could feel every muscle in his superhuman body, tight and fighting the urge to ruin you. he made sounds: guttural moans in the back of his throat, as he eased you into a rhythm he thought you could handle.

even for all his holding back, you were still struggling— your body overloaded with stimulation, from the depth he could reach, to the force behind his rutting. the swollen tip of his cock bumped nerves you didn’t even know existed, prodded at your insides, and still? still, Kal wanted to give you more pleasure.

with one hand slipped between the two of you, he used his first and third finger to spread your netherlips, petting at your swollen clit with his middle finger.

it was enough to have you falling apart, over and over again. whining his name, wriggling under his weight.

“You’re doing so good.” he was murmuring, just barely louder than your whimpers, as he kisses the top of your head, but his powerful hips piston at a steady, deep pace. “If it’s too much, you can tell me. We can stop—“

your grip tightens.

you didn’t want to stop, even if your body were to give out. you wanted Kal to have you in every way possible, from your heart to your soul, to your body, even if it meant the latter was broken from his power by the end of it. but you couldn’t tell him that. instead, you shook your head, back and forth, several times, whimpering desperately.

Kal understands, and the breath of a fond chuckle leaves his lips against your head. “Okay, no stopping, understood.”

it was when you came unraveled again, starting to blubber, leaving tears streaked across his chest, that his grip on you tightened. “I’m going to rub harder, okay? I’m going to fuck you deeper.”

for the first time, you were apprehensive.

how could he possibly get deeper?

“K—Kal…”

“I can feel you on the brink,” he coos, slowly pushing fresh inches into you. you didn’t even know he wasn’t hilt deep until you felt his other hand press against your spasming entrance; he was using it as a bumper, keeping himself from burying what remains of his length into you too soon by keeping a tight fist around his shaft. “You’re so close to the big one…”

you’re in awe as your mind swims with the possibilities of just how many more inches of cock Kal had to offer.

and how much of it could actually fit inside you?

“I want to give it to you.”

with he scrapes at your clit with the tip of his finger, harder and faster, you look up at him, bottom lip trembling, babbling, and find his chin angled down, ready to kiss your tears away.

“Just hold on to me.”

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵 // 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻

Barry was beaming when he could feel the soles of your feet against his shoulders, urging him back from his nest between your thighs. he’d been so diligent in the use of his tongue, swirling it over your aching clit so many times and at such an impossible speed that it felt as though he was conjuring a minuscule tornado with the velvety muscle, and siccing it on your body to assault you in a way that no other man could ever compare to. his fingers, and the way they worked you over from the inside, were just as skillful; thicker than you’d anticipated— and knuckle deep. he was tapping a button from the interior, teasing it, gauging how you react when his fingertip grazes over it.

“Barry—“ whimpering, you push against him, “I really— I can’t cum again… without…”

“Without…?” Barry grins wide, azure eyes alight with excitement as he pumps faster. “Squirting for me?” your eyes widened, and you felt the heat of a furious blush on your cheeks. you never should’ve told Barry it’d happened once before.

“Barry!” you give him a shove with your foot, just barely harder than before, but he claps a hand on your thigh and pushes one foot off of him, pinning your leg to the bed, keeping it spread wide. “It’ll… make a mess…” with your hand fleeing for his golden locks, you grip them at the crown of his head, but you don’t try to pry him off of you. you merely hold on to his hair, staring down at him, panting.

but his eyes are twinkling; mischief awash in the oceanic gems. “I’ll lick it all up. I want to taste it.” he answered simply, jamming his fingers into you somehow even faster. the pressure on your lower belly elicits a broken squeak from your lips as your head drops back against the pillows, and your grip tightens on his hair. Barry dives back in, slurping on your clit until you’re seeing triple.

“B—Barry— the sheets—“

“We own a washing machine.”

he wasn’t allowing you any excuses, nor was he giving you any time to find the strength to control the orgasm that follows shortly. even as you tried to pull his head back, to ease the intensity, your hips rock upwards, off the bed in tandem with his furious finger fucking, and you smash your sex into his face with a hapless cry of his name. you erupt, soaking his hair and face, as well as the sheets underneath you in a violent gush, and press your thighs together as tight as you can around his head. he allows this, trailing the hand that was keeping you pinned up the length of your torso to knead your breast in tender circles as he gurgles and moans. even as your vision was blurry and you were panting, you glance down at him weakly to witness the way his eyes rolled back in his head when he sipped on you. it was vulgar enough to have you whining, falling back against the bed, in exhaustive defeat.

when Barry finally comes up for air, he’s drenched— his golden tendrils sticking to his face, and he’s sucking in as much oxygen as he possibly can, sitting back on his knees to admire the carnage he left. you were still trembling, legs falling open to either side, mewling soft and pathetic. you peek up at him, watching diamonds of your essence rolling down his chiseled cheek, and it only has your hips rocking more fervently, humping air. he smiles wider, palming at himself. there was a fat lump in his pants that was begging for treatment. “I’m so hard right now,” he purrs, and reaches for your hand with his free one, bringing it to his groin. you squeeze and rub, following the rhythm you know he likes, and he moans, watching you inch towards him on your back. you were much too weak to crawl expertly. “See what you do to me?”

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amphibiahawks321 · 23 days

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Dinah : Hm... The blue jacket or the black jacket?

M!Reader : Dinaaaaaaah~

Dinah : Hm? Yes Y/N?

M!Reader : Ready to go?

Dinah : Baby I'm ready to make you scream louder than me after this date~

M!Reader : oh I'm counting on that~

#male reader #dc x reader #reader x dc #dcu x reader #reader x dcu #dc #dcu #dc black canary #black canary x reader #reader x black canary #black canary #dinah lance #dinah lance x reader #reader x dinah lance

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mordredisacoolname · 2 months

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HEADCANONS: SU!SIDE SQUARE/BIRDS OF PREY CHARACTERS

Are they top or bottom/sub or dom

MALE READER

CHARACTERS: HARLEY QUINN, DEADSHOT (FLOYD LAWTON), RICK FLAG, CAPTAIN BOOMERANG (GEORGE "DIGGER" HARKNESS), EL DIABLO (CHATO SANTANA), POLKA DOT MAN (ABNER KRILL), THE HUNTRESS (HELENA BERTINELLI), BLACK CANARY (DINAH LANCE), VICTOR ZSASZ

Warnings: N/SFW, amab reader implied, ADULT CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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Harley Quinn

-I can see her being both a dom and a sub

-really depends on her mood at that moment

-she can be all submissive and a pillow princess one moment, and the next thing you know she's on top of you pinning your hands down

Deadshot/floyd Lawton

-he's a top one hundred percent

-I like to think he tried bottoming for a man one time (whether it was you or not) and didn't like it

-now for the other question, is he a dom or a sub?

-he can be both, but either way he'll be in charge

-you're on top of him controlling the pace? Nah ah, he's secretly the one in charge

-you don't know how it's possible but it's all going according to what he wants

Rick flag

-I see him being a switch

-depend on his mood

-when he's angry he wants to fuck you to defuse the tantion, but when he's in a good mood he likes getting fucked by you

-but he's totally a sub

-he likes letting go of control and trusting his partner to do what's right

Captain boomerang/George "digger" harkness

-he'll never admit this to anyone besides you but he really likes being fucked

-he's a sub, no questions

-at the beginning he only tops, too embarrassed to ask you to top

-however when you do, his world flips upside down

-he won't admit he likes it right away, saying it was "ok", but he just keeps thinking about it and eventually submits to his desires

-oh how he loves being so roughed up he cant feel his legs for the next two days

El Diablo/chato Santana

-he's definitely a sub top

-he likes when you ride him

-gripping his shoulders and setting the pace however you like

-he also really enjoys being teased and tied up

Polka dot man/Abner krill

-I feel like he enjoys fucking someone rather than being fucked, even tho he doesn't really mind either way

-he's very shy at the beginning, so you think he's a sub

-and even tho he really likes being told what to do, he also enjoys being in charge very much

-but when he doms he's a soft dom, doesn't like hurting you

The huntress/Helena bertinelli

-I see her as a switch

-enjoys both subbing and domming, but prefers subbing

-likes letting go of control and just feeling good without doing much

Black Canary/Dinah Lance

-oh she's definitely a Dom

-will literally destroy you

-she has so much energy, when you have sex get ready for at least two rounds

-she's also a teaser, likes seeing you desperate and begging for her

Victor zsasz

-he likes displaying himself as a big tough guy, how dare you suggest him being on the bottom

-but he is

-he can be a sub and a dom just fuck him hard

-will literally let you do anything to him, scratch him, choke him, slap him, he's all yours

-but if you say something about it to others you better run

-also he's totally a brat

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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months

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Oliver: seriously you’re dating a knock off of me?!

Dinah: at least he doesn’t make me cry

Oliver: but I’m a billionaire

Dinah: and Y/N gives me home cooked meals and cuddles. A girl needs more than wealth, Queen

Y/N swings in…

Y/N: hey my canary, ready to go?

Dinah: baby I’m ready to sing for you…all night long

For @konstantin609

#dc comics #dc comics fluff #dinah lance #Dinah Lance x reader #black canary #black canary x reader #birds of prey #injustice #injustice gods among us #dc comics incorrect quotes #dc comics imagine

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waltermis · 10 months

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Okay, Well I Guess That’s It Then

MASTERLIST ↠ LAUREL LANCE MASTERLIST↠ NATASHA ROMANOFF MASTERLIST

Part 1 : Mistake

Summary: Arrowverse x MCU Crossover. Two years after you found out that Laurel was cheating on you, you run into her again. In front of your apartment door.

Warnings: no happy ending for Laurel and reader, Natasha’s boobs cause that needs to be a warning

Pairings: Laurel Lance x reader (past), Natasha Romanoff x reader (present)

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Knock knock knock

You groaned as you lifted your head off your favorite pillow. Looking at the front door, you heard the knocking continue. You got up from your spot on the couch, wondering who was knocking at your door at the time. Opening the door, you felt your heart clench at the sight of emerald green eyes, dirty blond hair, and sculpted cheekbones.

“Hi…” Laurel said, her voice just below a whisper.

“Laurel…” You were surprised, you hadn’t seen her in two years. Not since the night you found her in bed with her ex.

After you had kicked her out, you had called Sara Lance, Laurel’s sister and your best friend. When she found out what happened, Sara was furious. She helped you get through the next week of your break up, letting you stay in her apartment before you had decided to move away. Sara had agreed, knowing how difficult it would be for you once you returned to the apartment you and Laurel had once shared.

You decided that you would move to New York, hoping to get a fresh start. And you did, because just barely settling into your new life, you had become friends with the Avengers. You had been called by a friend of yours, Bruce Banner. He called saying that he needed your expertise to help stitch up Steve Rogers, Captain America, who had been stabbed in the stomach by a three inch metal rod. The rod had miraculously missed all of his internal organs so you knew that he would recover in no time.

And now, here you were, standing in your loft, staring at the woman who broke your heart into a million pieces.

“How’ve you been?” She looked down, avoiding eye contact as she toyed with the rings on her fingers.

“‘How’ve you been?’ Really? That’s what you’re gonna ask me right now…” You said, leaning your body against your door frame. You crossed your arms over your chest and kept your guard up.

“I know… that’s the dumbest thing to say, but I got nervous… and you know that when I get nervous I start to ramble and when I start to ramble I never sto–”

You cut her off before she could continue with her ‘speech’. “Why are you here?” You were tired; you had just gotten back from an 18 hour surgery at the hospital and all you wanted to do was bundle up in your fluffiest blanket and your favorite pillows.

“I wanted to see you…”

“Look, Dinah.” You made sure to emphasize the use of her first name, knowing she hated that name. “I just came back from an incredibly long surgery and I would really appreciate it if you didn’t just give a half truth. So let me ask you again; why are you here?”

“I really did want to see you… and I miss you. I was hoping that maybe… we could give this another try?” Laurel asked, hopefully. You looked into her eyes in disbelief, the same eyes that you used to love gazing into now made you feel anger and sadness. Even if it had been 2 years since you’d seen Laurel, it didn’t mean that the hurt had completely dissipated. After all, you had been with her for 3 years before you caught her sleeping with her ex-boyfriend, Oliver Queen.

“What happened to Oliver?” Your voice was cold, your eyes sharp as you stared at her.

“We… didn’t work out,” you raised an eyebrow at her.

“So, he cheated on you?” Laurel nodded sheepishly.

“Well, I would say that I’m surprised but I’m really not…”

“Can we just talk? Please… I wanna give us a second chance.”

“There is no more us, Lance. We died the minute you decided to sleep with Oliver.” You rolled your eyes in annoyance; every second you spent talking to her made your blood boil more.

“Please…”

“Why? So I can be your rebound until the next best thing comes along?”

“No… it’s not like that! I would never do that to you!” Laurel weakly defended.

“Well you did, 3 years ago. When you first jumped into bed with that man.” Laurel looked ready to burst into tears. “Okay well, lemme ask you this. If I hadn’t caught you… that night, would you have ever told me?” Laurel hesitated, and you got your answer. “Okay, well I guess that’s it then.” You placed your hand on the doorknob, going to close the door.

“No, Y/N wait!”

“Wait for what?! Another apology? Another excuse? Or what… you're gonna give me another pathetic reason why you went back to him?!”

“It’s not like that!”

“I don’t care! You cheated on me! For a year! And now you’re telling me that you were never even gonna tell me?” Laurel stayed quiet, she didn’t know what else to say.

“I’m sorry,” She said, tears running down her face.

“No! You don’t get to cry right now! You were the one who went and slept with Oliver Queen behind my back!”

“Sunshine please!”

Your heart ached at the nickname. Even if you were over Laurel, it didn’t mean that the nickname didn’t hurt. “Don’t call me that. You lost that privilege. I want you to go away, Laurel. Don’t come back and don’t find me again.”

“Y/N…”

“Is there a problem here?” Your head snapped back as you looked behind you. Your eyes softened at the sight of your girlfriend. Her hair was slightly disheveled and she was rubbing her eyes but you thought she looked beautiful.

“Who are you?” Laurel asked, her eyes crinkled together. You didn’t like how her eyes trailed over your girlfriend, judging her every move.

“Natasha Romanoff, her girlfriend. Who are you?” Natasha replied coldly, walking menacingly over to the two of you.

“Oh… you’re dating an Avenger?”

“Yeah…” You answered. “She’s my girlfriend,” You looked back at Natasha, your heart bursting with love as you saw her protective side come out.

“I didn’t know that you were dating someone…” Laurel said, the pain in the eyes evident.

“You didn’t need to know that…” You answered sharply.

“How long have you been together?” Laurel asked.

“A year and a half…” You said, dismissively.

“I’m gonna ask you again, and you better not ignore me this time. Who… are… you?” Natasha pressed further.

“Nat, this is Laurel Lance. My ex…”

“That ex?”

“Yeah…” You nodded, hoping that she caught your silent cry for help. And you thanked god that she did, as her forest green eyes turned dark.

“Leave… We don’t need you here ruining our night in.” Natasha said, before she slammed the door in Laurel’s face.

You squealed as Natasha tossed your body over her shoulder and brought the two of you back over to the couch where Brooklyn Nine Nine was still paused. You buried your face into Nat’s boobs as you finally let yourself relax.

“God you love my boobs,” Natasha laughed, running her hand through your hair.

“How can I not? They’re like little pillows.” You said, your face pressed into them.

“I’m pretty sure that this is the only reason you’re with me right now.” Natasha joked.

“I will neither confirm nor deny that.” You sighed, leaning your entire body on top of her.

“I love you…” Natasha said, tightening her hold on you.

“I love you too, Nat… You are so much better than anyone else. And I don’t want anyone else.” You kissed her gently before pressing play on the TV, your worries washing away the more time you spent with Nat.

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Part 1 : Mistake

#laurel lance x reader #laurel lance #black canary #black canary x reader #arrowverse #arrowverse x reader #dc #arrow #dinah laurel lance #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x reader #avengers #avengers x reader #mcu #marvel

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shrowded-eng1ma · 11 months

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Black Canary dating a S/o that’s a lazy genius.

Sfw

Canary would be a mixture of annoyed but adored by your personality.

On one hand she tries to get you to be more active and use your intellect to help yourself.

But on the other hand she finds you adorable when your lazy and moody.

She finds your dark eye bags somewhat attractive, she now questions herself on WHY she’s like this.

Black canary, unlike Zatanna, loves to show you off. But not too much, only when someone insults you.

Speaking of that, anytime someone would insult you, you’d just shrug your shoulders but Dinah would confront them.

On the other hand when someone insults Dinah, you also wouldn’t care. Unless she looks genuinely hurt, THEN you use your intellect for ‘criminal’ activity.

You probably know she’s black canary.

Dinah would love to teach you how to sing, but she also wouldn’t mind playing video games with you (because wants a lazy genius if they don’t love video games? It’s simply apart of the equation)

Dinah is 5’4

So if your taller then her and ask her for a piggyback ride, she’d be a bit annoyed and think this is your way of calling her short.

If your shorter than her and ask for a piggyback ride she’d pride herself on her height.

If she ever found out you participate in a sport, she’d be proud of you for staying active, but annoyed that you didn’t tell her.

Dinah is a sort of ‘motherly’ girlfriend towards you.

If she finds out you were a hero she’d always, and I mean ALWAYS look after you. Yes she wants you to be active but she’d much rather have you play soccer then being a hero/vigilante.

You love to sleep on her back when she takes you on a ride on her motorcycle.

You ignore everyone and are naturally insensitive, apathetic, and blunt. Dinah tries to help you with this bad habit but it barely works.

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NSFW

You’d think Canary is the top considering your lazy personality, but it’s actually you.

Sex is soft and long, it takes a while for you to orgasm. Canary probably orgasmed 4 times before you reached your first.

Canary loves eye contact and LOTS of kisses during sex.

You know what turns her on and how to gradually make her sexually frustrated, it’s a kink or fetish of yours to see her begging or whimpering infront of you.

You two fuck more on her motorcycle than your bed.

Hanging with black canary has unlocked a black leather, Fishnet, and anchoker fetish for you.

One time you two fucked when she had a hole on her pants while you two still had your clothes on.

Black canary is not afraid to dry hump you in public.

Canary is a power bottom, until you make her extremely sexually frustrated.

Her favorite position is Saucy Spoon

Your is doggy style over her motorcycle.

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The End

#black canary #dc comics #dc comics x reader #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #black canary x reader

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the-fandom-abyss · 1 year

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Then and Now

Sara Lance x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff ♡

Word Count: 1,860 words

Sara has become a frequent flyer of the time realm, jumping from place to place. She has been on dangerous adventures, heart warming journeys and has heard the occasional heart breaking story. However nothing prepared her for her next mission, a mission that would test her strength entirely.

The year was classified for reasons unknown, but the mission stayed the same. A big evil has threatened innocent people to gain more power. The team was quick to gear up, no questions asked. When they emerged from the wave rider, they surveyed the familiar surroundings. They were home, they looked at each other in confusion, waiting for an explanation from Hunter. He walked down the ramp, oblivious to the stares that were directed his way.

He fixed his coat and looked up to see the confused team. "What?" he asked, shrugging off the obvious.

"What do you mean, what?" Jefferson raised his hand, sarcastically quoting the word 'what'. "Why are we home?"

"This may be home but it is not your time, we are a few years behind the life that you all know and love" Hunter picked at his nails, unfazed by the questions

Sara stepped forward, placing her hands on her hips. "Okay then, next question, what are we doing here?" She motioned towards the city, grasping the big picture

"We are here to save a very important person from walking into a death trap, that's all you need to know" Hunter put his best foot forward and began to make his way to the desired destination. Ray poked his head out from the group, puzzled by the recent statement.

"Isn't that against the rules?" Ray stood still with his features scrunched while he figured out the repercussions of their future actions

"Not if it has already happened" Hunter made another attempt to walk away, this time succeeding, leaving the group to soak in what he just said. The group watched in confusion as Hunter walked away, they were left with little answers and a load of more questions.

They trailed behind him, looking over their shoulders for their past selves. As time went on Sara developed a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she couldn't quite pin point why. When they reached their destination, the team looked around for clues. Anything would be helpful to piece together this puzzle Hunter had created. They watched on with curiosity as a hooded figure walks into their eye line. There was no doubt this person was shady, but were they the one they needed to save?

The feeling in Sara's stomach grew stronger as she observed the hooded figure. There was a sense of familiarity that surrounded the person in front of her. Ray looked over his shoulder to find a large group of people heading towards the hooded figure. He tapped Hunter's shoulder, causing him to look behind him.

"Just in time" he quietly stated, grabbing the attention of the other team members. They followed the group carefully, grabbing their weapons, just in case.

"All this talk and there's only one of you?" Their laughs echoed through the empty parking lot

"All I need is one" the dark figures voice was distorted but Sara knew something was wrong

"Show yourself so we all know who we're burying tonight" they stepped forward in a way to intimidate. They followed their lead and slowly pushed off the hood to reveal a young woman. A loud gasp was heard throughout the car park. Heads all turned in that direction, focusing their sights on the noise.

"Are you trying to get us killed?" Jackson angrily whispered, pulling Sara down

"You have to keep your emotions in check" Hunter's eyes trained on Sara, sending a message through his harsh stare. Sara grew silent, only to continue the mission, Hunter will get more of what he deserves afterwards. When the onlookers agreed there was no threat, they turned their focus back to their target.

“So who will be the first to test their luck?” The woman was confident, provoking the group of men. One man bellowed the loudest, pushing through the huddle. He was burly, tall and looked like he had buried a few bodies in his day. However this didn’t stop the woman from assuming a defensive position, in preparation for a fight. The team watched on in suspense, waiting for Hunter to order them to intervene but he never did. In a split second the burly man lunged for the woman, who easily ducked under his grasp. He grunted in frustration, before he charged at her. In one swift movement, she was able to manoeuvre herself up and over his head, landing feet first behind him.

“That’s it, no more taking it easy” he commanded, his voice reaching the depths of the empty lot. This elicited a laugh from the woman, who clearly was amused by his display.

“I didn’t know you had other settings” now this is what truly set him off, he roared at the woman, throwing all his weight into his punches. She ducked and weaved through each hit, never once colliding with his fist. This angered the man more as he signalled to his men to join, who surrounded the woman with ease.

“She doesn’t look like she needs our help” Jackson commented, his eyes trained on the battle like it was an old kung fu film.

“This is not the help she requires” was all Hunter would say as he patiently waited for the right moment, whenever that was.

One by one the men fell to the floor, some unconscious, some barely alive, some ran the moment they saw they were outnumbered. Either way, the woman was left standing over a pile of worn out men who simply couldn’t pull their punches. That was until one runner decided to be brave, face the threat head on. This created a domino effect and soon enough, the men remerged and attacked.

“We need to do something” Sara couldn’t bear to see them hurting you, bringing pain to your beautiful features. Sara went to stand up when a hand held her tightly by the shoulder.

“Not yet” Hunter intervened, holding her in place. Sara was fuming at how calm he was, knowing full well who you were and what you meant to Sara.

“She is going to get beaten to death”

“This is not why we’re here”

“I will not stand here and watch”

“I thought you would have had more faith in her”

“I do”

“Then wait”

The men piled on, pushing you further into the ground. Each man producing blow after blow as payback for making them look like fools. Blood could be seen grouping underneath their feet and judging by their satisfied smiles, it would have to be yours. “Fuck this” Sara grabbed her weapons and was in the process of standing up when a bright blast was delivered. Suddenly the men were thrown across the lot in all different directions. All that was left was a beacon of light, radiating from the epicentre. The team collectivity had their jaws on the floor, undecided on whether to be amazed or fearful. Sara was simply shocked by the power you possessed. For all the years she had known you, she had never seen you express such light. You only ever gave her little increments for show and tell, even in battle you stuck to hand to hand combat.

The longer you radiated, the more unstable you became. The floor began to rumble, like the earth underneath it was about to cave in. The lonesome cars scattered around the parking lot started to sound their alarms, all at staggered times and decibels. Then suddenly the street lamps burst, leaving the area pitch black except for your shaking body.

“Now we help her. You have the net I told you to bring?”

“Of course”

“Better find a way to toss it on her and quick before she does more damage”

As a team they improvised a plan, which nearly singed the eyebrows of most of them. The closer they got, the hotter it became. Some of the suits began to malfunction due to the rise in temperature. It was quickly decided that only firestorm would be the only being that could get close to you. This was how they successfully caught you in the net which suppressed your powers. When the afterglow wore off, your body was left cold, shaking and burnt in some places. It took all of her being to not run to you and wrap you up in her arms.

“Are you okay?” Sara offered you a hand, pulling you into uncertain legs. She held on to you to keep your body balanced and the action didn’t go unnoticed.

The feeling of her warm skin, the sight of her worried eyes was enough to render you useless. The words just seemed to stutter on their own accord. “I..I’m okay, thanks”. Looking away from Sara, you turned your attention to those that seemed to stare. “What happened?”

“You went all nuclear and nearly created a hole to the centre of the Earth. No big deal” Jackson shrugged his shoulders, trying not show how excited he was to find another enhanced human.

“So glad that you found time for sarcasm”

“There is always time for sarcasm” In sync, both you and Sara rolled your eyes which earned a laugh from Kendra who could already see the significance.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” The vulnerability flowed through Sara as she quietly checked your body for injuries. She knew it like the back of her hand which means she would know very quickly if something was wrong.

“I’m okay, the burns seem to be healing”

“Well we best be off” Hunter as always interrupts the pleasantries, already on to the next mission.

“That’s it?” The team was in utter disbelief, they spent all that lead up just to wrap someone in a net and then leave? This seemed to be a joke.

“Yep, we have a busy day tomorrow and we mustn’t be late for it” By now Hunter is already half way to the wave rider, without even sparing a glance.

“Do you know how silly that sounds?” Kendra called out to him, following his lead to further tease him for his chose of words. The rest of the team were hit on her heels, confused by how quick the mission was.

“It was nice to meet you…”

“Y/N”

“Sara”

“I’ll remember that”

“Make sure that you do”

As a parting gift, Sara left a gentle kiss on your forehead that tingled where her lips had touched. She walked off into the dark night, only offering you a wink before she disappeared. You had hoped to see her again, you just didn’t expect it to be a couple of years later. You had bumped into her on a walk around the city. This time it was your turn to remember and for her to meet you for the first time.

“You look very familiar, do I know you?”

“How about we get some drinks and find out?”

#sara lance imagine #sara lance #sara lance x reader #black canary #black canary x reader #black canary imagine #arrow #legends of tomorrow #arrow imagine #legends of tomorrow imagine #lot

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witchthewriter · 2 years

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

ISTP

Gryffindor

Chaotic Good

Virgo Sun, Gemini Moon, Sagittarius Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ Knowing each other in your vigilante forms - rivals that seem to step on each other’s toes. During the day Dinah knew you as a different person. A barista who always knew her coffee order.

⭑ But neither of you knew that the other were vigilantes.

⭑ The rivalry being the bane of her existence. The anticipation in seeing you in the mirror behind her, or seeing you on the rooftop.

⭑ You’re like Robin Hood - steal from the rich and give to the poor ... Bruce Wayne being your next big hit

⭑ She warned you not to. Either because she was going to hit the Wayne residence or because she didn’t want you to get hurt

⭑ Looking out for the other’s back but never showing it

⭑ The type of relationship that if you ever broke up, the other wouldn’t be able to move on

⭑ She likes to smack you on the ass

⭑ Always having a spare hair tie for the other

⭑ Not very into PDA, but does love to hold your hand and kiss your cheek

⭑ Very protective over you

⭑ She always wants to cuddle when you’re at home together

⭑ Dinah would show her love through acts of service - getting a coffee before you wake up, flowers randomly even though it’s not a special occasion, getting you that new book you’ve been talking about

⭑ Letting her do your make-up (she’s actually really good at it; she owns a lot of shimmers)

⭑ The flirting never leaving your relationship.

⭑ Binge-watching shows together and getting upset when she watches it without you (she only did that once and swore never to do it again)

⭑ She would jump in front of a bullet for you

⭑ Gazing into your eyes and smiling

⭑ Kissing your knuckles before a fight

⭑ Adopting an orange cat together, he likes to sit on your laps and purrs very loudly.

⭑ Movie dates but making out at the back of the theatre

⭑ Growing a herb and vegetable garden on your fire escape

⭑ Patching each other up after a night of crime fighting

⭑ Making fun of the other’s vigilante outfits

Relationship Tropes:

Rivals to Lovers

Mutual Respect & Encouragement

Badass Power Couple

NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ Both of you fight for control in the bedroom - but that’s part of the fun

⭑ Sex is hot and passionate. It’s a lot of heavy breathing and quick movements. Grabbing at each other, kissing, marking.

⭑ She likes to ride your face

⭑ Very much into ass eating - both giving and receiving

⭑ There was a lot of hate sex at the beginning

⭑ Teasing each other when you’re out in public, or with friends.

⭑ Putting your underwear in her bag

⭑ She would leave kiss marks on the mirror

⭑ Lazy morning sex

⭑ Oh she is very good with her hands and fingers btw. She’ll curl them inside of your, hitting the spot and you think you’re going to explode from pleasure - but then she releases.

⭑ She likes to hear you beg - and I mean on your knees, begging for her

⭑ But you pay her back

⭑ She likes to suck on your fingers while she’s riding you

⭑ Whispers dirty things in your ear

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, that you’ll never want anyone else.”

⭑ Car sex

⭑ Hot passionate sex after you get back from crime fighting. Your blood is hot and pounding within your body.

⭑ Pushing the other up against the wall

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kazuko-stuff · 1 month

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Thinking of doing Black Canary’s little sister/ protege as a Vtuber

#black canary #green arrow #roy harper #arsenal #dinah lance #oliver queen #dc fanfic #lian harper #dinahollie #black canary x reader #dinah drake

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smartycvnt · 1 month

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Title: Get it Out

Pairing: Laurel Lance x Reader

Prompt: "This isn't adrenaline. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Word Count: 1628

Laurel hummed nervously as she glanced down at her watch. Ash was late again. Laurel didn't understand what was going on with Ash, only that something was up. She had been late almost every single night since Laurel got back from the hospital. If Laurel didn't know better, she'd think that Ash was avoiding her.

The arrow from Damien Darhk had nearly killed Laurel. Ash had been stuck in the office that night. Laurel didn't know who had called Ash, but she knew that the hospital hadn't. She remembered the look on Ash's face whenever the woman had arrived. Ash hadn't even done anything, but she looked so guilty as she stood in the doorway.

"Shit," Ash swore as she tripped coming in through the front door. Laurel had been sitting on the couch trying to watch something to distract herself from the fact that Ash was so late. Laurel smiled a little bit to herself as she watched Ash stand up straight and dust herself off.

Laurel's face fell the moment that she got a good look at Ash. The woman was covered in bruises. Laurel knew where they were from, and it ignited a little bit of anger inside of her. She finally understood how Oliver and her father felt whenever she took up the Black Canary mantle.

"What the hell happened to you?" Laurel asked. She winced at her own tone, which had come out quite a bit harsher than she had intended. Laurel wasn't happy that Ash was sneaking around behind her back training, even if she knew that she wasn't in any position to be upset about it. She had done the exact same thing whenever they had started dating.

"It's nothing to worry about Laurel, just an argument with Oliver got a bit heated, that's all," Ash quickly explained her injury away. She wouldn't get into the words that had been thrown around, or the fact that Ash was no longer welcome anywhere near Team Arrow or their hideout. She knew to consider herself lucky if any of the others ever spoke to her again after what she had said to them.

"He hit you in the face?" Laurel's anger was suddenly redirected immediately. Ash shook her head before she walked into the kitchen to get an ice pack. Laurel got up off of the couch as quickly as she could and followed Ash. "Who hit you then?"

"Thea and Felicity, but that's besides the point. I'm just gonna be on my own for a little while, and that's okay," Ash said. Laurel knew that was a terrible idea. Her attempted murderer was still out on the loose, and Ash didn't have enough sense not to directly seek him out. In fact, Laurel would have bet money that whatever Ash was fighting with everyone else about was going after Darhk.

"Are you okay?" Laurel asked. She felt a little bit calmer, despite Ash's words. The idea of Ash going out alone terrified her, but that could easily be avoided. All Laurel needed to do was ask if Ash would just stay with her a little more.

"I'll be fine. I'm going to bed," Ash answered curtly. Laurel sighed heavily as she once again trailed behind Ash. They went to bed that night with an uneasy layer of tension between the two of them. Laurel wanted to know what happened, and eventually, she would. Whether it came from Ash or Oliver was another story, but Laurel knew to take both of stories with a grain of salt. Oliver had never "approved" of Ash and Laurel's relationship, and Ash simply hated Oliver because of it.

Laurel considered herself lucky that Ash had agreed to stop going out until Oliver took care of Darhk. That seemed to be the only pleasant surprise of the situation. Ash was antsy the whole time that she was back with Laurel. They seemed to be at each other's throats without actually ever getting into a fight. Laurel began to find herself seeking one out, like she was looking for an excuse for one of them to leave for a little while.

On top of that, it seemed that Ash's exile from Team Arrow extended to Laurel as well. None of them had tried to talk to her or even really check up on her. Oliver was sort of expected, he had been distant since he found out about Laurel and Ash. Felicity was a surprise, especially since Ash had been one of Felicity's best friends. Thea, however, Thea's distance seemed to hurt Laurel the most. She had come to care for Thea like a little sister, and now they weren't talking over something that Laurel knew nothing about.

Even after Darhk was defeated and Black Siren popped up in Star City, they remained separated. Ash had waited for nearly as long as she could before she tried going out again. Laurel knew that she was completely healed up, but she wasn't so sure that she was ready to get back in the field. Especially with her new job as District Attorney, which had begun to take up more of her time than she thought possible.

That made it easier for Ash to stay out late and find a place to stick her nose where it didn't belong. Laurel knew that it was bound to happen one day, but she didn't think she'd be getting the hospital call so soon. Laurel had been working when the first call came. That was one was directly from the hospital. She missed the first one, but it was the six in a row from Felicity that Laurel had answered. Felicity was nearly impossible to understand, but Laurel had gotten the gist of "hospital" and "bleeding out" which was more than enough.

Laurel hadn't even known it was for Ash until she got there and her brain played process of elimination in the waiting room. It was awkward, especially whenever a nurse informed Laurel that she was the only one who had permission to go back into Ash's room. The animosity between Felicity and Laurel seemed to dissolve when Felicity placed a backpack in Laurel's hands.

"She hates hospitals. When we were younger, we'd always play these games together," Felicity mumbled. Laurel nodded as she went back to Ash's room. There were cops standing outside of it, and Laurel groaned as she realized that Ash was most likely under arrest.

"I don't think your dad likes me too much." Laurel breathed out a sigh of relief as she saw that Ash was fine. The woman looked a little bruised and broken, but she was still joking around. Laurel's heart was still racing in her chest because for a few moments, Laurel thought she was going to lose Ash.

"Oh my god, I thought I was going to lose you before I had the chance to marry you," Laurel said as she raced over to Ash's bed. She launched herself at Ash to hug her, not even caring that much whenever she heard a small wince. "Don't you dare ever do that again. I don't care what it was, but you can't do that until we're at least three years married."

"Married? You don't mean that," Ash said. After the couple of months that they had been through together, Ash was almost certain that Laurel wouldn't have cared if Black Siren had killed her.

"No, I mean it. This isn't adrenaline. I want to spend my life with you. I don't care if it's just us forever, although I don't think it is because Felicity is in pieces out there and everyone else is waiting to see if you're okay. We all love you, and I'm sorry if I haven't shown it the way I usually do," Laurel rambled. It was a rare sight, one that Ash knew to treasure for a little while.

"Hey, slow down, I'm fine. I don't know what happened, but she just stopped. She had me by the hair, ready to kill me, but she just dropped my head and left. Maybe our love transcends this Earth too or something, I don't know."

"You're such a sap," Laurel smiled. Ash shrugged the best that she could with just one decent shoulder. Laurel cupped Ash's jaw and pressed a kiss to her lips. It was the first time in a couple of days that they had really gotten to kiss each other outside of angry sex, and Laurel had forgotten how nice it was to be in a good, steady place.

Ash scooted over in her bed to let Laurel lay with her. Whenever the next nurse came by, Ash let them know that she'd allow other visitors. Felicity had come rushing in with John, Oliver, and Thea trailing somewhat nervously behind her. There were uneasy apologies muttered and thrown around, but Laurel knew that their little group was back to being on the track it was supposed to be, it just took someone almost dying to make everyone realize that they needed each other.

"Did you mean it? Do you really want to get married to me?" Ash asked once everyone was gone. Laurel was dead tired, but her body was still a bit too wired for her to fall asleep.

"Of course I meant it. I wouldn't just say something like that," Laurel promised.

"Then I want to get married when I get out of here. We can call your mom and Sara. It doesn't have to be flashy unless that's what you want." Ash knew that she was getting ahead of herself, and that weddings took a long time to plan, but if anybody would have been okay with the courthouse and a family dinner, it was Laurel.

#my writing #one shot #laurel lance x reader #laurel lance #arrow x reader #arrowverse x reader #arrowverse #arrow #black canary x reader #black canary

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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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☾ ✧ ― 𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

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feedback helps me improve & stay motivated !

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❝ Rᴏʏ Hᴀʀᴘᴇʀ 。

𝒷𝓁𝓊𝓇𝒷𝓈

dialogue prompt ( “i don’t wanna hang up” )

dialogue prompt ( “stay with me just a little bit longer” )

reader gets oral for the first time ⓲

𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈

the ponytail problem ⓲

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justice-scenarios · 1 year

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How would Black Canary react to their S/O gifting them a promise ring?

Promise For the Future

Oh, that's beautiful

She understands S/O might not be ready for marriage but she will cherish this ring until they will

Kisses their face

#pati writes #black canary x reader #dinah laurel lance x reader

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supercap2319 · 9 months

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"So what happened again?" Dick questioned as he had his eyes focused on Jason, then Y/N, who blushed hard. He looked down at his feet before looking back at Dick. There was a giant hole in their living room, and Dick suspected that Y/N and Jason had something to do with it.

"Last night, Jason gave me an intense orgasm, and I accidentally used my canary cry and it hit the ceiling."

"So, you guys thought you'd have sex in the living room where we watch TV? Are you insane?"

Jason rolled his eyes. "Calm down, Dick. At least it wasn't your bedroom. Though, we have done it before in your bed."

"Jason!" Y/N and Dick said at the same time.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #curran walters #curran walters x male reader #jason todd #jason todd x male reader #red hood #red hood x male reader #robin x male reader #dc robin #titans #dick grayson #nightwing #brenton thwaites #male black canary

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ynbabe · 6 months

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if you do requests.

Can you please do one with young justice x shy reader who can open portal. Like Claire from trolls hunter.

You can ignore this.

Hiii of course! thank you for the request! and omg i remember that show it was so good!!

Word count: 190

Genre: one-shot, request

Warnings: none

Pg rating: All

No gender specified

There was something different about the magic that you did and the magic Zatana and even Constantine did. The team couldn't place it but there was something about your magic, something dark and disturbing.

That's why M'gann never stayed in the same room as the young magician, she knew she wasn't supposed to read her team's mind but something about them made her skin crawl so she had to and never had she heard so much noise. Just utter cacophony, like the inside of a hurricane. It sounded like there were two voices screaming at each other.

But other than M'gann's aversion no one else had any problems with the kid, they did their work, wrote the reports, went back home and came back to repeat the same the next day.

The kids didn't mind him either, in Canary's sessions all they had to say about them was that their power was super cool (Kid Flash), they were hardworking(Aqualad) and they were really quiet(Robin).

All in all, they all got along together even though Y/n was shy and kept to themselves, they always had each other's back on the field.

#dc #dc x reader #dc x y/n #dick grayson #young justice x gn reader #young justice x reader #young justice x male reader #kid flash #aqualad #black canary #mgann morzz #miss martian

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waltermis · 1 year

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Mistake

MASTERLIST ↠ LAUREL LANCE MASTERLIST

Part 2 : Okay, Well I Guess That’s It Then

Summary: Today becomes the worst day ever when you catch the love of your life in bed with another person.

Warnings: cheating, swearing, angst with no happy ending

Pairings: Laurel Lance x reader, Laurel Lance x Oliver Queen

Prompt: “Tell me how to fix this! Please!” “That’s just it… you can’t.”

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“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“Shit! Y/N! What’re you doing here?” Laurel’s body shot up, pushing the body that was on top of her off; panic spread across her features.

“I was going to surprise you by making you dinner, seeing as you texted me saying that you were stressed about the Isaac case. But it looks like I was the one who was surprised.” You laughed sarcastically. “I’m leaving…”

“No no! Don’t leave! Tell me how to fix this! Please!” Laurel cried out, trying to scramble off the bed; nearly tripping when the sheets wrapped around her legs. However, she was quick to recover, wrapping the bedsheets around her nude body. Her companion dashed out from beneath the covers, guilt spread across his face.

“That’s just it… you can’t. Because this is unforgivable.” You said calmly, grabbing your purse. “You know…” You turned back, deciding that you had more to say to your cheater of an ex-girlfriend. “I always knew that you still loved him. I just didn’t think that you would do this to me.” Oliver was pulling on his pants, while trying to find his shirt.

“Y/N…” He tried to deescalate the situation.

“You, shut the fuck up!” You screamed at him. “I want you both out of my apartment! I want you out of here. Get out and don’t come back.”

“No! Baby please!” The Lance begged, wrapping her arms around your legs as her own gave up on her. She buried her face in your thighs, causing you to think back on all the times she had done that when you two had a lazy day. “I’m sorry. This was a huge mistake. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I’m so sorry.”

“Get off me, Lance.” You growled out, practically kicking her off of you. You could feel the tears filling your eyes, but you clenched your jaw, refusing to give them the satisfaction of watching you break down. “How long has this been going on?” You demanded.

“Y/N/N, baby please!!!”

“How long?!” You screamed.

“Al-” Laurel stuttered. “Almost a year…” She muttered, looking down at her hands.

“God! I’m an idiot…” You ran a shaky hand through your hair, your vision blurring slightly.

“Sunshine please!” She tried begging again. By now, Oliver had already left, shame enveloping him like a cloud as he closed the front door. “Tell me how I can make this better.”

“What do you want me to say?! That a ‘sorry’ will suffice? ‘Cause it won’t. You betrayed me! Betrayed my trust! You’ve been lying to me for a year now! You were screwing someone behind my back! And during that time, you acted like I was the love of your life! How could you do this to us, Laurel?! To me!?”

“I-I don’t know… God what have I done?!” She began muttering to herself, eyes wide, darting everywhere.

“Why did you do this, Laurel? I thought that we were happy, but I guess not seeing how you threw 3 years of our relationship down the drain. I can’t believe that I thought for one second that you really loved me. Because you don’t! You love Oliver! He is everything I can’t be, right? He’s rich, handsome, social, fit, and outgoing. Everything I’m not and never will be able to be. He’s the love of your life.” Your voice broke during the last bit but you refused to let the tears fall.

Laurel felt her heart breaking, she knew about your insecurities. She knew you felt like you weren’t good enough for her. And here she was, going from being the person that glued your broken heart back together to the person who broke it all over again. “Darling…” She sobbed, holding her hands in front of her, begging you.

“Don’t ‘darling’ me! I’m not your darling anymore. And apparently, I never was if you were so willing to fall into another person’s arms. I can’t believe I fell under your spell… Get out, you can collect your things tomorrow when I’m at work. But for now, I suggest you find a place to stay.” You opened the front door, escorting her out. Not before throwing her a pair of pants and a shirt seeing as she was still wrapped in the bedsheets.

“No, please… baby! I love you so much. Please don’t leave me.” She sobbed.

“You should have thought of the consequences, Laurel. After all, weren’t you the one to tell me that each action has a consequence?” You slam the front door in her face. Her sobs echoing in your mind, as you lean against the door, sliding down. “Fuck,” You whispered, finally letting the tears fall.

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Part 2 : Okay, Well I Guess That’s It Then

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Pairing: Carol Danvers x Diana Prince x reader

Request: Can I request some carol x reader x diana prince or just some diana prince x reader fluff? I've read 'Works Every Time' and it's really good :) - @starryskiesandboys

Summary: Carol and Diana miss a very important day of the year

Word Count: ~1.3K

Warnings: Angst with fluff ending

A/N: Sorry it took so long. I haven’t done angst in a long time, but it was still fun though. If you want to request something please do so!!!

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You were in your shared apartment, eagerly waiting for your girlfriends to return home. They had been on a mission for a week now, and tonight marked the night they'd finally be back with you.

It was the perfect time for their return because today marked your two-year anniversary with them both. While the public knew about your relationship spanning five years, they didn't know anything about you for safety reasons. You had met Carol and Diana on the day they saved you from a building collapse. Impressed, they asked you out for coffee.

Initially, it was innocent, and you were just friends with one of the most powerful superhero couples. After a few months of hanging out, feelings developed for both of them. You hesitated due to their obvious love for each other, but one drunk night at their place, you confessed your feelings. To your delight, they admitted having feelings for you since they first laid eyes on you, hesitant to mention it. Polyamory wasn't a problem for you, and that's how your relationship with Carol and Diana began, leading you to the present two years later.

Unable to go out to celebrate, you decorated the apartment with balloons, rose petals, and a candle-lit dinner with soft music playing in the background. Your aim was to express the love you felt for the two women over the years.

As you kept checking your phone for the time, it got late. This was normal for missions, but they had texted you hours ago about returning tonight. You reassured yourself with the thought that maybe they were still helping someone.

Turning to your phone to pass the time, a news article caught your attention. The headline read, 'Captain Marvel and Wonder Woman’s new girlfriend!?!'. Expecting it to be about you, you opened it, only to find pictures of Carol and Diana at a bar with Valkyrie, hands all over each other. The time stamp indicated it was taken tonight.

Heartbroken, you tossed your phone on the couch and cried for five minutes. Remembering your mom's advice, you decided it was time to take action. After finishing your cry, you blew out the candles, popped the balloons, discarded the rose petals, and put away the food. Now, you waited for your girlfriends to return home, despite your upset feelings.

A couple of hours later, you heard them outside, trying to open the door.

“SSSHHHH, we have to be quiet so we don’t wake her up. I would hate to wake her up this late,” Diana said through the door to Carol, who was attempting to open it.

“I know, but I hope she's up because I want to cuddle her so bad right now,” Carol said.

You sighed and paused your show as the door opened.

“Oh my gosh, sweetheart, you're awake!” Carol exclaimed drunkenly, rushing over to hug you. However, you didn't reciprocate the hug. She still cuddled you.

“Hey there, sorry we're home so late,” Diana stumbled over, attempting to kiss you. Unresponsive, you moved your head, causing her to kiss your cheek. Diana gave you a questioning look as you stood up, leaving Carol to fall onto the couch.

“I made dinner; let me go and heat it for you guys,” you said, walking into the kitchen to prepare a plate for them. After they finished eating, you cleaned their plates and got them ready for bed.

“Come on, guys, it's time for bed,” you announced, helping them change into sleepwear and tucking them into bed. After a few minutes, you heard them snoring.

Quietly returning to the room, you grabbed your to-go bag and, with a last glance at your sleeping girlfriends, left the apartment.

A few blocks away, you reached a safe place to spend the night. Despite the late hour, walking alone didn't worry you, knowing how to handle yourself in a fight, a skill Carol and Diana had made sure you acquired early in your relationship.

A couple of minutes later, you arrived at the apartment of your friends and knocked on their door. Dinah answered, and upon seeing your tearful eyes, invited you in.

“Hey sweetie, what are you doing here this late?” Dinah asked, concern evident.

“Come inside, sweetie, and we'll talk,” Dinah offered, leading you into the apartment where your friends Natasha and Wanda were present. After explaining the night's events, Dinah assured you that you could stay as long as needed.

The next morning, Carol and Diana woke up to each other but not to you. Calling out your name brought no response. Confused and concerned, they called you, but it went to voicemail. A knock on the door brought Monica, who informed them about the events of the previous night, showing them pictures of their night out.

“No, no, no, this can't be happening,” Diana checked her calendar, realizing they had missed the anniversary.

“I feel like shit now,” Carol admitted. Monica warned them not to go to the compound for a couple of days and left.

Distraught, Carol and Diana started to clean and decorate the apartment with gifts they had bought over the past few months for your anniversary. They showered and changed into your clothes while awaiting your return.

That was the thing about your relationship; you all couldn’t be long without each other’s clothes or scent. When they go on a long mission, they ask you to wear multiple of their clothes and to take some of your clothes. They will do the same for you.

At Dinah’s place, without their clothes or scent, you couldn't sleep. Deciding to return, you walked back to your apartment. Opening the door, you found it decorated even more lavishly than you had arranged. Your girlfriends were asleep on the couch, wearing your hoodies. You smile at the two and give them both kisses on their foreheads. That was enough to stir them awake.

“You are home!!!” Carol exclaimed with an uncertain smile.

“Yeah, I had to come back because I couldn't sleep. I didn't pack any of your guys’ clothes in my to-go bag, so here I am,” you said, observing the gifts and feeling a mix of emotions.

“It is nice in here. It almost looks like last night before I tore it all down,” you noted. Seeing the pile of gifts, you sighed, “You didn't need to get me all those gifts to say sorry.”

“No, my dear, we bought all of those gifts for you over the past couple of months for our two-year anniversary. If you want proof, then we can show you the receipt,” Diana explained.

"We have been planning for this anniversary for a long time now. Sweetheart, we know that we messed up big time, and we will be making it up to you every day for the rest of our lives. This will never happen again, and that is something we can promise you. We love you and want you in our lives forever,” Carol says, nodding in agreement.

"I am not going to lie and say that I wasn’t hurt by your guys’ actions, and that will take time to heal fully with a lot of work. The thing is, I love you guys so much too. It was just a tough week at work, I did not see you guys, and the new article just sent me over the edge. I am sorry that I just ran away from the problem and did not talk about it. Can you guys forgive me?” you say with tears in your eyes.

"You have nothing to say sorry about, dear. It was mainly our fault. We will all do better next time,” Diana says.

"There will be no next time,” Carol says, and you all laugh. You guys come in for a group hug and kisses. The rest of the night, you express gratitude for the thoughtfulness of the anniversary preparations, cuddle, and watch movies.

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