#guy gardner imagine

[gatorbites-imagines]

Recently started getting into green lantern comics and saw you write a lot for them! Could you do a green lantern of your choice x subspace?

Green Space

Drabble

Guy Gardner x male reader

I love green lanterns 🗣️ 🗣️ Reader is a star sapphire, cuz hehe.

Uh, tw for sounding ig, cuz I like it and wanted to add it 🧍 🧍

Guy panted as the pink construct holding his body only seemed to tighten, his arms trapped behind his body and his legs forced apart by what looked like a spreader bar. He was naked except for his usual green vest, something you had ordered him to keep on since you liked how it stretched across his wide chest, and made his arms look bigger when he flexed against your constructs holding him still.

Your eyes met as he lifted his head to look at you where you were standing between his thighs, the mischievous glint in your eyes making him shiver, his muscular thighs tensing when you gloved hands run along them. Guy already felt lightheaded and floaty, so close to that sweet headspace he craved after a long difficult mission, so when you had showed up in that tight black and pink suit, looking ready to devour him whole, he had willingly given himself over.

A noise similar to a whimper leaves his lips as your gloves near his aching cock that’s laying thick and hard against his torso, leaving a pool of precum near the tip. Your gloves are slick with lube as you rub your thumbs over the underside of his length, making Guy whine as his head drops backwards, only supported by the pink construct holding him in place.

His abs tense and twitch as his noises rise in volume as your slick hand wraps around his length, stroking it from root to tip in slow calculated movements. Guy tenses as he feels you pulling his length upright, shakily lifting his head to watch as his head feels foggy in the way he desires, his lip bitten between his teeth as he tries to breathe normally, knowing what you are about to do.

A shiver of anticipation runs through his body as a pink construct appears between your fingers in the shape of a slim rod, similar to the toys he knows are buried under his bed at home. Your lips press against his lower stomach as you rub lube against his tip, making sure to get is slit coated before repeating the process with the rod.

Guy can’t even comprehend the words of mumbled praise that leaves your lips as the rod presses against his slit, the world around him growing blurry as he whines and whimpers, hips twitching against the unyielding hold of the pink constructs you had conjured.

A high-pitched whine tumbles out from between his lips as he feels the rub pressing further down his slit, traveling down his length, giving him the familiar full feeling he can get no other way, only pushing him further down into that headspace where everything is soft and warm and so good.

Muffled words he can only assume are praise keeps falling from your lips as you push and pull the rod slowly, dragging it out of his slit before pushing it back down, letting it deeper every pass, until finally its bottomed out, digging right into his prostate like he craves the most.

Guy doesn’t even notice as you move from between his legs to stand near his head, as the world has become so very small, focusing only on the rod inside his slit pressing against his prostate, and how it makes his mind seem to float away. His eyes flutter open when your gloveless hand runs through his short red hair, vision blurry as he takes in the vague shapes of your face as you softly praise him.

Since the rod is a construct, you can move it without actually having your hands on it, so as you stroke his face and kiss his forehead as he floats somewhere pleasurable and good, the rod pulls and pushes with just your mind, leaving Guy a warbling mess as the familiar tingle of an orgasm approaching builds inside his abdomen.

It travels slowly throughout his body, crawling from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, coiling in his abdomen like a spring ready to snap. You can tell when he’s about to cum, as his eyes clench shut, his brows furrow, and his jaw falls open as he lets out noiseless huffs, hips wiggling uselessly against the pink constructs holding him in place.

With a kiss against his closed eyelid, you pull the rod out, just a tad faster than normal, and that’s what pushes him over the edge in the end, his throat opening in a deep guttural moan as he spurts white across his torso, splattering across his vest in thick white strokes.

The guttural moans turn to softer whimpers and whines as the orgasm lasts longer than normal, drawn out by your hands caressing him so lovingly and the constructs squeezing his body in different areas, letting him float for as long as he needs, as he knows you are there to take care of him.

Guy stays in that warm and comforting headspace as you clear away your constructs and carefully undo the vest from his torso, throwing it off to the side as you clean him up with a warm washcloth, the wet feeling causing soft noises of protest to leave him. Its only when you unsummon your suit and crawl into bed with him, that he stops whimpering under his breath, going limp against your chest as you kiss the top of his head, rubbing his shoulders and back as he floats.

[dollwritesarchive]

𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲’𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 — 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐫

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), dark fic, fem!alien!reader, reader’s dad is definitely an intergalactic criminal, noncon, interrogation, size kink, age gap, mild threats against reader, guy plays bad cop ( and starts to like it ), degradation, humiliation, choking, oral sex ( m!receiving ), fear kink, daddy kink, all characters featured are 18+ 

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ requested by anonymous. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

what was he doing here? 

the Green Lantern Corps wasn’t supposed to be allowed on this planet; that was exactly why your father sent you here. 

and yet, here he was. he wasn’t in uniform, and before you’d bolted, you hadn’t seen the ring gleaming on his finger, so you assumed he was here without the guardians or his fellow corps members knowing, but that only made it worse for you. he’d been scanning the crowded bar room, and when you’d made the mistake of locking eyes, he recognized you instantly. 

luckily, you were faster than him at first, and the patrons assisted in obstructing him long enough for you to duck out of the back and into the alleyway. 

but you had no idea Guy Gardner of the Lantern Corps could lay down a circle of armed men in a matter of seconds without his power ring, and before you could call for help, his massive frame busted through the back door and he snatched you up. 

you screamed and fought, flinging your body back against his, but only to find that he was completely solid and unyielding. “Easy, sweetheart!” he barked, grasping your hand as it comes up, blindly, a glowing blade in your hand. his vice tightens around your wrist, and you yelp, before he twists your arm up and pins it to your lower back. “Now, that is a big knife for a little thing like you. Daddy buy that for ya?” he’d dug his chin against your shoulder, walking you, kicking and screaming, closer to the wall on the opposite side of the alleyway. his free hand grasps the handle and wrenches it from your fist with what little resistance you could muster. “Ya gonna cut me up with that? Huh?” 

“You can’t be here!” you hissed, shoving your shoulders back to try and jab him in the chest. you were met with only solid muscle. “This planet is out of your jurisdiction!” 

“Why do you think I ditched the uniform, honey?” Guy crooned, throwing the weapon to the ground. it clatters, the glow dimming, and his hand grabs at the collar around your neck. you knew he must be feeling the inscription, and even without his ring to translate, he must know what it says.

“If you don’t let go of me I swear I’ll—” 

 “I don’t think you wanna go and do that. I know where I’m at. Do you? Daddy dearest sent his little princess to a planet fulla’ the nastiest criminals this side of the universe with a dinner bell ‘round her neck.” 

you scoff, “They wouldn’t dare!” 

“Wouldn’t they?” Guy mutters in your ear, instilling the inkling of doubt in your mind, “You think any of these space thugs would think twice about bending you over this dumpster? If you’re really that confident, go ahead and call for them. Let’s see what they’d do if they saw you all tangled up and helpless. My money’s on nothin’ good.” 

your eyes widen. you hate that he might be right. but you say nothing, pursing your lips into a loathsome pout. 

“Don’t sull up on me,” he growls, his hand careening up from the collar to grasp your face, digging his thumb and forefinger into your cheeks. the pressure pushes your lips out further. “You should be thanking me. Because I got to you before any of these monsters caught you alone.” 

“What do you want?” you snap, trying to shake your head to force his hand from your face. his grip only tightened. “You can’t arrest me. Not here.” 

“I just came here to ask you some questions, sweetheart. You can be a good girl and answer them truthfully,” Guy pauses, pressing your torso against the brick wall, but he guides your head back to rest against his clavicle so you’re looking up at him. “…or your night can get a lot harder.” 

you already knew what the question would be before he said it. 

“Where’s daddy hiding?” 

your eyes narrow, and you glare up at him, but make no attempt to answer. 

Guy tilts his head. “Nothing? Not a peep?” the ghost of a smirk dances across his lips, “I was hoping you’d pick the hard way.” 

knots tied in your belly and you bite down hard on your lip. you want to ask him what he’s going to do to you, but you don’t have the time before he’s pressing his weight against you, pinning you to the wall so he can reach the gem embedded in your temple. 

“Why don’t we just give him a call?” 

he’s rough when he presses into it, and you cry out, your eyes lighting up along with the jewel itself. if the communication connecting hadn't always stunned you, you would’ve reached up and clawed at his wrist. “S—stop!” 

your name echoes around you, your father’s voice, asking what was going on. after all, you rarely called him this way. it hurt too much. 

Guy chuckles, and taps it a couple of times, as if he were knocking on a door, and you whimper each time, mouth hanging open and illuminated eyes turned up towards the dark atmosphere. “So this little trick does work. And here I thought Hal was just pullin’ my leg. Z, buddy, it’s been a while. Remember me?” 

“…. Green Lantern Guy Gardner.” 

“Bingo! And I got your little Princess here with me. Go ‘head, sweetheart, say hi to daddy.” 

you shudder when he nudges your ear with his lips, hissing low in your ear, but you mumble slowly. “He… won’t let me go…” 

your dad sounded completely nonchalant, if not annoyed. “You’re safe. He can’t arrest you there, remember?”  

“So y’all keep sayin’.” Guy scoffs, and one arm slinks around your midriff. “But I haven’t tried to drag her to a sciencell. It’s you I’m after, Z.” 

a sigh echoed around the two of you. 

“D—daddy…“ you wanted to beg him for his help. however, Guy was right there. 

“Hear that, pal? That’s your daughter calling for you. If ya just show your ugly mug, I’ll let her go nice and easy.” 

“What will you do with her if I don’t comply with these terms?” 

blinking, you stare, incredulous. you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. would he really not come to save you? “Daddy—” 

“Sh, baby girl, the grown ups are talking.” Guy crooned, clapping a hand over your mouth and squeezing it tight. “You’re one evil bastard for even considerin’ not coming to get her, Z. If you don’t make your grand appearance, well hell, I might just have to be her new daddy.” Guy plants a fleeting kiss on your cheek since he’s leaned in close enough to whisper to the jewel. “Me and her are gonna have some fun.” 

there’s a moment’s silence— one that you can’t even believe happens. why isn’t your father screaming? why isn’t he throwing out threats and demanding you be released this instant? 

“Make your choice, Z. Ya gonna let the little thing become my new sex doll or are ya gonna turn yourself in?” there’s an edge to his voice, as if the silence is also frustrating him. he must’ve been expecting the same thing you were; maybe he didn’t really like the idea of using you as a hostage, either. 

more silence. 

you whined from behind Guy’s palm, tasting the saline sweat and the roughness of the healing callouses against his fingers. 

“Princess, you know I love you,” your dad started and your heart sank. with wide eyes you screamed into Gardner’s hand, “but sometimes, we all must make sacrifices…” 

Guy scoffed in disbelief, taking a subtle step back, “You gotta be shittin’ me,” he murmured more to himself, and spun you around so your back was against the bricks. then, the hand that was previously keeping you quiet slid down to grasp at your throat. with a pathetic croak, you reach up to dig your nails into his hand from either side. “Hey, Z. I’m about to shove my cock in your little girl’s throat so I’m gonna have to cut this call short, aight buddy? I just want you to hear one thing.” 

“Green Lantern…” your father sounded impatient, as if he was desperate to get off the line before he could feel even an ounce of humiliation, but Guy ignores it. he leans in close to you again, breathing hot air against your lips as his grip tightens. 

“Who’s your daddy now, sweetheart?” 

you didn’t want to answer him. you gurgle for air, eyes big and glaring up at him, but when you realize he won’t ease up until he gets the answer he’s looking for, you mutter, begrudgingly, “Y—you are—“ 

“What’s that? I didn’t hear you.” Guy gives you a little shake by your throat, his thumb pressing hard against your windpipe and his olive eyes lock on to yours. “Who’s your daddy now?” 

there’s a twinkle in his gaze when you whimper, your own flooding with fearsome subservience, and you croak out, “Y—you’re my daddy!” 

did he like how scared you were?

“Damn straight.” 

you felt the connection to your father cut, as if he’d finally had enough, and your eyes dimmed, before finally returning to their normal hue. he hadn’t wanted to hear anymore, obviously. 

Guy uses the grip on your throat to drag you down the side of the brick wall until you’re slamming your knees against the rocky ground and wincing, staring up at him. “He— he’s going to show up,” you attempt to assure him, but he’s already reaching with one hand to unbuckle his belt. “He’s coming to save me, and if you do anything to hurt me, he’ll—“ 

“He’s not comin’, Princess.” he growls, cutting you off. he grips your face and tilts it up, running a rough thumb pad over your trembling lower lip. “You not hear him? He’s givin’ you to me so he don’t rot in a sciencell. I was even gonna let you go before, but now…” Guy trails off, dragging his thumb over your lip before pushing it into your mouth. you whimper, your tongue pushing back, and you try to shake your head, but he hooks it against the inside of your cheek, pushing your head back against the wall. “You had to go and look so cute when you were callin’ me daddy.” 

“P—please…” you slur around his finger. “Please… just let me go… I won’t tell—“ 

“Shh,” Guy replaces his thumb with his first, two fingers, prodding deep to the back of your throat until you gag, helplessly blinking at tears welling in your eyes. “Daddy’s thinking.” his fingers pump in and out of your open mouth, forcing you to cluck and gargle, costing them in spit, as he watches. “Daddy’s thinking about how he’s gonna fit his big, thick cock in this pretty, little mouth of yours.” Guy’s free hand flees to his belt, unbuckling it skillful and quick, before focusing on his zipper. “Hell, I bet you’ve never had to suck cock a day in your spoiled life. You’d choke the whole time. You’re gonna need some serious training before I can play with you the way I really want to.” 

Guy worms his leather boot in between your knees, pushing it flush against the crotch of your panties underneath your skirt so you’re sitting on his foot, and you mewl, squinting. you didn’t want to be, but the light rubbing of coarse leather against the thin lingerie had you dampening them in no time. 

“You want daddy to be nice to you this time? Take it easy?” 

there’s no way to escape him, and even if you tried, you knew he’d just catch you again. besides, you feared what the alternative to his niceties could be. so you nod, allowing your eyelashes, stuck together with tears, to flutter. 

Guy groans, staring down at you, and pushes his fingers as deep as he could, dipping the tips into the back of your throat, staring down at you. you were drooling and crying, helpless. and he was so powerful, in complete control. “Ask me, real sweet.” 

“P—pleas—“ it was difficult, to say the least, to sound out each word around his fingers, and simultaneously keep from gagging on them. “Please be nice— to me— daddy—!” you could feel saliva leaking out around his knuckles, dribbling down your chin, and you were humiliated. you’d never felt so dirty in your life. 

Guy shimmies his jeans and underwear to his ankles, grabbing his monstrous cock at it’s girthy base to show you just how big he was. even his herculean fist, that he could wrap all the way around your neck, looked to be normal as he held on to the massive tool. he saw your eyes widen, gluing themselves to his cock, and he whistles. “I know, baby girl, it’s big, ain’t it?” pulling his other hand from your mouth, he slathers the already strong erection in the spit you’ve coated his hand in, before rubbing the length across your face. sputtering for air, you try to shy away from it, but Guy takes your hair at the roots and holds you in place, so he can smack the angry, red tip against your cheek, hard enough to leave you wincing and whimpering for him to stop. “I wanna see you struggle to suck me,” he murmurs, tugging your hair, “I bet even just the tip is bigger than you can comfortably handle. Open wide.” 

you shook your head, trying to seal your lips together tight, but the power behind his pushing as he prods your reluctant mouth finally forces you to comply. you reach up, about to press against his thighs when the thick head stretches your mouth open and slips inside, but he takes both of them at the wrist and tucks them behind your back. “Don’t need these.” he snorts, gruffly, “Keep ‘em outta my way. If that’s all you can take, then you better start suckin’.” 

you garbled your way through an incoherent thought, your hands balling into fists but you kept them behind your back, as obedient as you could be. at least he wasn’t trying to shove the whole thing in your mouth; the more your eyes tried to stare at the several inches protruding from your face, the dizzier you felt. the head was inside, just barely, and your lips were already stretched into a tight O, your tongue pinned to the floor of your mouth, and his thickness threatened to bulge your cheeks. trying your best to clamp your tiers into as tight a seal as you could, you suck in your cheeks and slurp. it’s beyond embarrassing, the sloppy sounds you made trying to suck Guy’s cock. you whined and mewled and squinted, bobbing your head to simply appease the beast of a man before you. 

“Uhhuh,” he grunted, releasing your hair. one hand splayed against the wall to support himself, and he dipped his chin into his bolstered, rising chest to watch you, “that’s it, sweetheart. Keep doing it, just like that.” 

you were staring up at his pleasured face, and you hoped he could feel every ounce of hate for the way his cock fit in your mouth you poured into your gaze, but you had a feeling he didn’t care. your brows knit together, and you moaned when he ground the toe of his shoe into your panties. 

“That hot, little mouth sure is somethin’, you’re gonna fuck around and make me cum,” he hummed between ragged breaths, “I can’t wait to see how the rest of your holes feel stretched around me.” 

Guy’s hips were twitching, but thankfully he didn’t use them to rock against your face and try to stuff you beyond your limit, but he did allow his hand to rest on the top of your head, keeping it in place while you sucked. “Use your tongue, little girl.” he hisses, closing his eyes, “Show me how bad you wanna swallow my load.” 

you didn’t, that was the problem. 

the last thing you wanted was for him to cum in your mouth; you didn’t want to taste the desire he held for forcing himself on you, but you couldn’t fight back. so, with all the strength you could muster, you push the tip of your tongue to tickle the sensitive underside of the twitching tip, until he howls in pure, sordid delight and comes undone. 

regardless of whether or not you wanted it, he shot spurt after hot spurt directly into your mouth. you gagged when the warmth drizzled down into your throat, but it was clear when he murmured, “Swallow it.” that he wouldn’t be pulling out until you did. 

obedient, albeit disgusted, you swallow, blinking fresh tears away, and your nails digging miniature crescents into your palms. “Nnn… Nnn…” 

“There’s daddy’s good whore.” he purrs, catching his breath, and finally, pulls himself free of your mouth. there’s a flood of spit and cum that didn’t make it down your throat that oozes over your lips once he’s pried himself out, and you pant, sitting back on your butt against the rough ground. coughing, you consider forcing yourself to throw up, just so his damned warmth is out of your system. however, the strong hand that grabs your face and forces it up towards him again stops you. you find Guy squatting down to be as close to eye level as he could get with you. “As long as you play by the rules, I promise you’re gonna learn to like daddy’s games.” 

[bearforceone3]

guy uses kyle’s computer

[incorrect-green-lantern-quotes]

Alan Scott being a Gotham native adds an interesting angle to Batman not getting along with various Green Lanterns. Like, imagine part of the reason Bruce dislikes Guy and Hal so much is that they just don't measure up to the Green Lantern he grew up on stories of. It doesn't matter that the GL Corps predates Alan by thousands of years and he's only an honorary member of it, to Bruce the title of Green Lantern belongs to the WW2 veteran wearing a collared cape.

On the other hand, if we go with the continuity that Alan retired from being a superhero in the 50s with the rest of the JSA because of the Red Scare, maybe there's an element of resentment there. Alan Scott effectively abandoned Gotham and the city went to shit, which lead to Bruce's parents dying in Crime Alley. At least one of the villains that Batman fights used to be Green Lantern's (Solomon Grundy).

So later on when Hal goes full on villain era and becomes Parallax, it's not just a personal betrayal from someone that Batman considered a friend, it's also reinforcing a subconscious notion that you can't ever count on Green Lanterns, they'll always let you down somehow.

[catwouthats]

I’m sorry, but every green lantern reminds me of when I’d play pretend as a kid 😭

“No, you can’t do that cause see I have actually 10 hidden machine guns and their bullets can actually penetrate your bullet proof armor.”

“No, you can’t hit me when my back is turned because I actually have a shield there, and yes it works against nuclear explosions.”

[venuslarkspur]

Batsis And The Concerning Dating History

Summary: Some incorrect quotes of Batfam finding out about Batsis!Reader’s dating history.

Warning: Minor NSFW.

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Bruce: Are we gonna talk about it?

Batsis: about my date with Diana? Yeah it went well.

Damian: No sister, your peculiar dating history.

Dick: Yeah, remember when you dated the Green Lantern?

Batsis: Wait before we get into it, which one?

Jason: Tf you mean which one?

Damian: I agree with Todd, what do you mean by that sister?

Batsis: Which Green Lantern?

Batfam: …

Bruce: Y/n how many Green Lanterns have you been with?!

Batsis: Well technically, two.

Jason: I'm sorry, technically?

Batsis: Well yeah, I dated Hal Jordan, hooked up with-

Jason: YOU SLEPT WITH KYLE!?

Batsis: I was about to say Guy but sure Kyle was coming next anyway.

Bruce: I am appalled.

Batsis: And don't ask about John, I still think about him sometimes.. *literally starts tearing up*

Dick: Awh you miss him that bad? :(

Damian: What's even happening anymore?

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Dick: How was your date with Diana?

Batsis: Good thank you! It's nice to have a supportive person in the house. It went good but I think we are just gonna keep it platonic.

Dick: Okay, fair enough.

Batsis: But on a serious note I think Roy and I are going to give it another go. 

Dick: Did he bait you with Lian?

Batsis: No but it doesn’t hurt that she already sees me as her mother, no to mention Roy and I do this crazy posit-

Dick: Too much information!

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Tim: Why is this in your room? *holding up a dusty, button up shirt.*

Batsis: Oh shit, I think it’s from when I was dating John Constantine, you know him right? He must of left it here.

Tim: I would ask but you’ll probably go into too much detail for my liking.

Batsis: Oh my gosh the things we got up to in here Tim-

Tim literally traumatised: I’m leaving now, *plugs his ears*

Batsis: … Good I thought he would never leave. *starts messaging Roy asking when she can come over*

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Goodnight everyone <3

[hollowsart]

had a horrible funny thought:

Which version of Guy Gardner is the FIRST to get jumped by the other versions and which version of Guy Gardner is the one to come out the victor of the brawl?

Additionally for extra fun: who is the first one to be knocked out and vice versa about who is the one to be the last to go cuz they put up a real good fight?

feel free to come up with your own scenarios of how this all goes down if you want, as in-depth as you want to get, or just tell me your picks for each. I'm curious!

my choices if you wanna know:

I keep thinking about Classic Guy being the one to have the most out of pocket horrible comment and be the first to get jumped by all of them. Even the ones who may or may not vaguely agree to some degree.

OG Guy (debut) didn't even go to the gathering. He was too busy being a normal man with a relatively normal life. He doesn't even count.

I feel like Red Lantern Guy with the facial hair and no longer a bowlcut would probably be the longest lasting cuz he's been through heck and back.

just cuz I don't like him personally, Warrior Guy (aka, alien Guy who got reconned, thank heck) is the first to go down. everyone is both jealous and annoyed to no end by him and his dumb abilities & all. they get rid of him to even the fight.

[the-imaginative-hobbyist]

Guy Gardner - Nathan Fillion

[fandomunsexyman]

The way everyone thinks Malaika and Guy was a thing now is so funny. 1. Guy could NOT handle allat (it’s okay Hal couldn’t either) and 2. Hal just canonically stole Guy’s ACTUAL girlfriend in the comics. Idk if it was knowingly but it was still funny asf

LMAOO! I love that! Guy has the WORST interactions bc of the Malaika thing. He keeps getting Sympathy whenever shes mentioned and he has to be like “she was not dating me. Hal did steal an ACTUAL girlfriend of mine though. It was not her.”

I’m imagining this drama is SO talked about in universe because everyone’s imagining both more and less problems than there actually are. They dont even know about Estelle yet and when they do it sends 15 group chats into overdrive.

[desperatecheesecubes]

Kyle really going through it in this one

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 20

Guy Gardner + Semi-public or exhibitionism

I’ve always had a hc that Guy was into this stuff. Also, Reader is a fellow Green Lantern, cuz yall should know I love the lanterns by now. On the shorter side, since I didn’t have a lot of time to write today.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist.

Dating and being a green lantern could be a difficult task at times, even when your boyfriend was also a lantern. Your missions took you all over the galaxy, and rarely were you sent on missions together, meaning even less time together. This resulted in the two of you rushing off to some side room or even just a darkened corner after being apart for long missions, especially if either of you had been in a life or death situation.

At this point it had become part of the routine, neither you nor Guy were ever expected to be at retcon or be there to present reports after you’d been split apart for a while, as everyone knew you guys were off somewhere going at it like rabbits. No one even said anything when Guy would return with large new hickeys all over his neck, or the scratch marks on your exposed shoulders.

This was yet another one of those times, you had returned from a mission on the other side of the galaxy, where you and your fellow Lanterns had almost been struck down. You were worse to wear, but better than a good chunk of your coworkers. No one was surprised that Guy was waiting for you guys when you arrived, or how he immediately flew up to you and kissed you like he was gonna eat you alive.

You had cracked a smirk and groped his legs as they curled around your hips, but the moment he actually stopped floating and pushed his weight down you, your knees buckled as the pain of your injuries flared. Guy had immediately dropped to his feet and looked at you with a worried expression, seeing how all the other lanterns on your mission were in worse situations than yourself, which had him dragging you off to the infirmary.

The infirmary workers looked you over and got you cleared up to go, Guy hovering at the edges for most of it, a fact everyone in the corps had also just come to expect from you two when the other was hurt. Walking back to your room, Guy was upon you the moment you guys turned a corner into a less populated hallway, only really used by you two or the other human members of the corpse, who were all off on missions.

His kiss was hungry, borderline starved as his tongue ran across the top of your mouth, soaking the back of your teeth with his spit like he was marking his territory. You grinned against his lips as you groped his hips, pulling him close to let him grind against you even as your injuries ached, pants and grunts leaving you both as your hips ground together.

Your mouths were open and pressed together, but very little kissing was happening as you both just breathed the other in, the lantern suit starting to grow restrictive in the area you two were busy humping against each other. It was only experience that told you that other people were nearby, using your arms to pull Guy into another sloppy kiss to silence the groans and pants you both were making.

Even as fellow lanterns passed by in the other hallway, your movements didn’t slow down for a second, almost grown more frantic as Guys movements grew quick and erratic. When the voices faded you finally released the kiss, letting Guy pull back with a wet gasp, his tongue still hanging hallway out his mouth from where you had been trying to swallow it.

Reaching down, you unsummoned the suit near your crotch, freeing your hard cock, the cold air causing it to twitch as a bead a precum ran from the tip and down the length. Guy groaned audibly, and if you were the type to care about being caught, you might have snapped at him to stay quiet. But you two had done this so much you didn’t care anymore, his reaction only making your insides heat up more than before.

Guy pressed his hips hard against your own, releasing his own length from the confines of his suit, his gloved hand almost immediately grabbing both of you and started to jerk the both of you off, using his hand on both shafts and causing delicious slick friction between you.

You knew you were both getting too loud, especially as you grew closer to the edge, feeling the familiar heat and tingle run through your abdomen. Guy had always been the loudest out of the two of you, so when you saw the familiar signs that he was about to cum, you pulled him into another kiss, this time pushing your tongue into his mouth as payback from earlier.

He was still loud as he came, groaning loudly into your mouth as white spurts covered his already white glove, but at least he was somewhat muffled. The spend in his palm allowed him to jerk you faster, using his own fluids as a form of lube, jerking your length along with his own softening one. Guy sounded almost feral as you came, his noises almost louder than your own as making you finish seemed to always be what brought Guy the most pleasure.

After you both caught your breath, you had to summon back your suits to cover up your privates so as to not flash any of your coworkers on accident. When you looked back at Guy you snorted as you saw him licking his hand clean, his strong brows wiggling at you teasingly as you jokingly commented about him being disgusting.

“Only for you~” he purred, groping your ass as he sauntered past you as he moved in the direction of your shared room, making you roll your eyes and hurrying after him, making sure to pinch his ass as revenge as you reached him. You had no doubt this would continue in your guys room, an injury wasn’t gonna stop that.

[salfishersimp2]

Surprised to see there are actual real people who've heard of Satsuriku no tenshi, i thought no one cared about that incredible shit

Also surprised to see it was meant to have some sort of religious meaning or something, i thought it was just some blonde kid and a pretty murderer guy with bandages and a scythe and a hoodie and pretty eyes surviving horror games

[bearforceone3]

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[stupid-dumb-bitch]

And here we have (from left to right): scrunkily but like upset; dumbass(/affectionate); dork-wad.

going out for burgers after a mission

[littlewing-52]

I recently learned that before New 52, Guy Gardener was at one point social worker. This got retconned during New 52 as did most of his previous backstory, however while the rest of his backstory got brought back, he's still a fucking cop.

DC is missing out on the opportunity to do the funniest shit.

Just imagine baby Dick meeting Guy for the first time as Robin and instantly ruining the secret identity thing by immediately shouting "MR. GARDNER????" Because Guy was the social worker assigned to Dick after his parents died.

When the league finds out Billy is just a child, everyone else is freaking out about how young he is while Guy is simultaneously going full social worker, asking Billy questions to make sure his uncle isn't facilitating this, and also trying to figure out why so many of his kids are in the Justice League.

He also quit being a social worker to teach children with disabilities, imagine Bruce S T R E S S I N G when this happens because having a superhero social worker made everything so much easier.

[frownyalfred]

Supes being the only one to ever throw Bats through the air despite a bunch of others being able to do the same

Some new leaguer tries it once and doesn't understand why they're now on Supermans shit list

No one else wants to explain the X+ amount of years of Superbat pinning and baby steps for the two to get to the point of Supes throwing Bats during missions

Oh my god, imagine some new hotshot (Guy Gardner, etc) comes in and throws Batman during a mission because he saw Superman do it once and before Bruce’s feet fully touch the ground he’s hauling Hal Jordan off as the ranking Green Lantern for a discussion on Gardner because he’s a professional and won’t do it right in front of the League. MEANWHILE, Superman is getting shoved into a wall by Diana trying to calm him down because he’s got the burning red eyes and the sudden urge to throw Gardner through the air without a ring to see how he likes it (Clark was terrified Bruce would get injured and won’t fully be over this for at least 5-7 business days)