#jason mamoa x reader

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The bond between a girl and the middle-aged actor she saw in a movie years ago and now coincidentally has a big fat crush on is unstoppable

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How about some Dante's fanfics, hm???? I just watched Fast X and this bad boy became my babygirl (yes, red is my favorite color)

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Imagine # 544

Gif NOT mine. (Found on Pinterest.)

If this gif is yours please let me know, so I can give you credit.

Gif credit goes to - Unknown.

Year posted - 2020

[pinkykitten]

The best date ever

DC

Arthur Curry x female! reader

Warning: curse words

Specifics: fluff, romance, comedy, one-shot, pictures, gifs, race-neutral reader

People: arthur curry, you, diana prince 

Words: 2,620

Requested: By @divaanya Hi!!! So about that sequel to The Old Man's Tale.. 😍😂 I'm not sure if you wanted specifics here or in submissions, so I'll put them here... I was thinking simply about them having that dinner, maybe Arthur picking her up in the morning, showing her around the town, then them eating and talking about her drawings and just fluff...😍😍😍 And I'd love to read anyting you feel like writing about them... And any other aquaman fics you come up with!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Authors Note: srry fam for not posting in a while, ive just been rlly stressed out lately with some personal things like my plate is so full. so pls fam be patient i am still writing just at a slow pace, i need to find a good time to write so im still working that out rn. i hope u guys like this, again srry my peeps! <3<3<3

“Oh my god,” you shouted as you quickly rose up from your slumber, remembering today was the day. “Crap! I have that date with,” you sigh. “My sexy hunk of a hero.”

At the speed of light you got ready, making sure you looked beautiful and glamorous for this date. 

“Perfect,” you chuckled as you looked at yourself in the mirror, posing and modeling to yourself. 

All of a sudden you heard a car’s horn beep from outside. You grabbed your things such as your sketchbook, your phone, the same things Arthur had saved. You open the door and there is standing Arthur with a bouquet of flowers. 

“I found these and thought ‘hey they are beautiful’, and then I thought for a while ‘who could I give this to,’ and then I thought of you.” Arthur grinned from ear to ear, his personality seemed to beam and make the world a better place. 

“Awww these are for me? Arthur they are extremely beautiful,” you stand on your tippy toes and give him a peck on his cheek. “Thank you! Let me find a vase for these.”

While you are putting the flowers away, Arthur stares at you from afar. You are truly a beauty. He can’t help but linger longer in looking at your curves, your body. The way the dress hugged you tightly, the curve of your butt. Your legs that to him looked better than even Diana Prince. The way you moved yourself about made Arthur like you more, made him want to understand you and get to know you more. 

“You look really, really, really, pretty today y/n.” 

You turn around, bashful and place the vase on a nearby table, “oh stop you! But thank you, you always look handsome yourself Curry. Whelp are you ready to go?”

“Ready as ready can get sweetheart,” Arthur opened the door for you. “But before we eat, how about I show you the best places around town?”

“I would really like that,” you smile as you take Arthur’s hand that he offered you and go to his car.

As Arthur’s driving a sweet melody of a tune is playing on the radio, making the morning relaxing. 

“I can’t wait to see where you live! All the stuff you do daily, things that make you happy, stuff like that,” you smile as you wrap your tiny arm around his strong, muscled one. Arthur grins seeing how adorable you are and how interested you look at knowing about his home. 

(ok but i love this gif because his smile is the bomb and the scrunchie is my life; sometimes i ask myself, how r we the same species?)

He gently holds your small hand and laces his thick fingers with yours. You peer up at him and see he is speaking about something the opposite way. Your heart beats vigorously, you are bashful and try to hear what he is talking about but you just stare at your two hands together, his and yours. They looked perfect as one, this meant something right?

“So what do you think, onto another sight?” Arthur asked, now his focus was on you. You fanned yourself and breathed harshly, “ooh is it me or is it extremely hot in here? Wooo, woah, ok, wow.”

“Y/n, its colder than an igloo in here, how in god’s name are you hot?”

“...menopause?”

Arthur chuckled, knowing exactly why you were like this. He knew it was about him holding your hand. He felt the way you tensed up when he did that, it made him for some reason happy. Happy to know that you were nervous around him because then you care about how he sees you, you care about his feelings. 

“You look beautiful by the way sweetheart. You know what I don’t think there has ever been a day for you when you didn’t look beautiful.”

You swatted his way as you chuckled while rolling your eyes, “you’re too much Arthur Curry. Do you flirt with all your girls like this?”

“No...just you.”

Your eyes bugged wide open and you tried to change the subject. “What’s that place over there?”

“Oh that, that’s the ice skating rink. Its been there for like forever, its really fun. It may not look much but that’s where people just enjoy each others company, love birds, kids, teenagers, you name it, they go there.”

“That sounds so nice. Lovebirds you say though?” You raise your brow as your arm rests on the center console of the car. Arthur turns his head from the window to you and his head moves closer to yours. In a sultry, raspy, deep voice he says, “yeah many, many lovebirds go there. They dance around each other and sometimes get to touch.” Arthur comes closer and his lips almost go to yours, but then he stops. He smiles, “that means then we should go!” He gets out of the car so quickly you didn’t have a chance to think about what just happened. 

“What!?!”

One minute you thought you were going to kiss this hunk of a merman and now he’s wanting to go ice skating, and you don’t even know how to ice skate! Then you realized, he was trying to play hard to get. He flirts and tries to kiss you and then he doesn’t! “Well, two can play it that game!” You thought in your head. 

“Okay I should of told you this but Arthur...I can’t skate!” Your holding onto Arthur for dear life as you stand on the ice with the skates on.

“Well lets just practice a little, I’m gonna let go-

“No Arthur don’t you let go I swear if you let go I’m gonna punch you in the balls so hard that you’re gonna wish you were a woman, don’t you let go!”

“And when I let go y/n, lets see if you can skate on your own. Okay 1, 2, 3.” Arthur lets you go and pushes you forward to bring speed to you. You slide forward with a shriek as you can’t stop. As you’re about to fall to your death Arthur comes to the rescue and picks you up with ease. “Man, sweetheart I’ve already saved your life twice. I should get a reward.”

Arthur holds your hand as he practically guides you through on the ice. “Yeah you want to see your reward?” You smack his torso and shoulders but unfortunately with your size compared to his you didn’t really do much damage.

“Ouch what was that for?”

“What was that for? Arthur I nearly almost died...again! You pushed me you hot, idiot, jerk, stupid, guy!” You look straight up into his eyes with an angry face. 

“So you think I’m hot?” Arthur comes closer to you. 

You try to slide back but you trip and that makes Arthur strong hands go to your back, near your butt and bring you closer to his body. “I never said a thing like that.”

Arthur’s handsome face gets closer with yours and his body is touching your body, tightly pressed together. “I think you did, I know you did.”

You look away as you put your hands up. His lips go to your ear, “don’t worry y/n, I think I’m hot as well.”

Your face becomes annoyed as you shove his face away from you and roll your eyes. “Haha, good one.” You say sarcastically as his laughter booms loudly. He laughed so hard he had to wipe a tear. “Was it really that funny Arthur?”

Arthur nods, “oh yeah definitely. You should of seen your face!”

“HAHAHAHAHA WELL YOU SHOULD OF FELT YOUR JUNK, CUZ IT WAS GIVING A STANDING OVATION!” You then laugh really hard at your joke and pretend to wipe a tear. You see Arthur’s face as he gives you a death glare. You chuckle some more as he skates towards you. He wraps his hand in yours and you two skate like normal people do, or how the lovebirds do. 

It was actually really romantic. 

“There you go sweetheart, just like that.” You actually were skating correctly, of course holding for dear life onto Arthur, but still you did it. You were skating smoothly, almost perfectly. 

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m doing it!” You smiled up at Arthur, your smile beaming. This made Arthur happy and his heart pound. He couldn’t focus on anything except you, the way you looked up at him. You looked like a goddess, like his whole life revolved around you. Like you were meant to be his, and he was meant to be yours. 

“Arthur, Arthur, Arthur! We’re gonna crash!”

As soon as you said that you and him crashed into the wall. Before your body could hit the cold, harsh ice, Arthur fell on his back but caught you just in time. 

“Oh my! Arthur are you okay?” You felt yourself being carried and laid, on your stomach, on his chest. His eyes were shut, so you shook him and tried to get him to wake up. “Arthur please wake up! Are you okay?”

You were starting to get worried that he hurt himself badly until he woke up. “Did I scare you?”

You smacked his face a couple of times, “Are you serious? Yes you scared me Arthur! I thought you were hurt. C’mon lets go somewhere to eat because I am starving.”

Arthur got up with your help and placed his hand on your hip as you two walked to the car. “Hey, thanks for worrying about me.” Arthur bent down and kissed your cheek, then he walked to his car leaving you all bashful. 

“I swear this boy,” you muttered.

You two ended up deciding to go to a pizza restaurant. (if u dont like pizza then u r cursed and have sinned because pizza is a gift from god) 

As you walked in the smell was good! It smelled delicious! Your stomach growled at the thought of fresh, hot pizza. 

“Sorry for keeping you waiting. We could of gotten food sooner.” Arthur looked at the menu by the cashier. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder. If no one knew it, it looked as if you two were a couple.

Suddenly Arthur stomach growls. “Well if you were hungry Arthur, we could of gotten some food.”

Arthur puts his hair in a man bun with his light pink scrunchie, you could tell he was embarrassed. “I didn’t want to interrupt you having fun on the ice.”

You stood on your tippy toes and kissed Arthur’s cheek, “thank you, that was really sweet of you.”

After you two bought the pizza, you guys sat at the booth by the window. 

“This looks so good! I’m starving!”

“Well y/n, bon appetit!”

You ate like you haven’t eaten in years, the pizza was so perfect and so delicious in your mouth. The atmosphere was perfect. Jazz music was playing in the background, there were not too many people there but enough to hear talking. It was gloomy looking outside since it was so cold. You took your coat off and placed it next to you. 

“So I saw your sketchbook, what do you draw?” Arthur asked, taking a gigantic bite out of his Hawaiian pizza. 

“Oh pretty much everything. Yeah, I like to draw animals, settings, but mostly people. I mean I love art but sketching and drawing is my passion, it lets me vent as much as possible. I just think about life when I draw. Think about how I want to better my life, how to better me.” You find yourself getting off the discussion. “Sorry, I’m talking too much aren’t I?”

Arthur placed his hand on yours and smiled, “not at all. Please continue.”

“I wanted to get away from my day to day life. Sometimes doing the same thing over and over, day by day can be such a bore and honestly tiresome. That’s why I needed to come here. I wanted to experience a place like never before, and also encourage myself to draw more.”

“Well I’m glad you made that decision to come here, if you hand’t then I would not have met you.”

“Thank you Arthur.”

“Can I see your drawings?”

You started choking on your piece of pizza, “what? You mean like mine, my drawing as in my own, like mine?”

“I’m pretty sure mine means that.”

You chuckled and scratched the back of your head, “I don’t know Arthur, they’re not that good.”

Arthur gave you a wink, “c’mon y/n, I know they’ll look amazing.”

You pull out your sketchbook from your bag and hand it to him. 

“Wow y/n,” was all he said as he was mesmerized, captivated by your art. “You are incredible y/n, just incredible! I’m speechless with how you draw.”

“Thanks, it feels good to have someone important say such great things about them.”

Arthur almost turns to the page you don’t want him to see. “Um don’t see that drawing.”

Arthur raises his brow, “why not?”

“Because it has something personal on there.” You try to grab it but Arthur is too quick and moves it away from you. “Give it back Arthur!”

“Wait! I want to see what it is.” As he says this he turns the page to show a drawing of him. 

You feel hot and so embarrassed. Your hands become so sweaty and your heart pounds. Will he think your drawing is weird or stupid? 

“Y/n, this is so beautiful. I can’t believe you drew me.” Arthur was baffled at your gift. Just from seeing him in a short time you sketched him out like you knew him for many years. You got each curve and each detail of his face and body. 

“I studied your face long and hard when you picked me up. I had to draw out my hero.” 

Arthur’s smile made you fall more in love with him. “I’m sorry if me drawing you was weird. I can just get rid of it when I go back to my cabin.”

“No! Please y/n, don’t. Please don’t get rid of this amazing drawing. Hel* I wish I could draw you, but not even a dam* drawing would show and describe how beautiful you are, not words not art, nothing. You are so frickin gorgeous and sweet y/n, you really are.” Next thing you knew Arthur got up and sat next to you in the booth. Feeling shy you backed away in the booth but this just made Arthur get extremely closer to you. His wild blue eyes were half lidded as he was overpowered with love and lust for you, and to be honest so were you. Arthur came closer and closer to you until his huge body trapped your tiny, fragile one against the wall. “I so wanna kiss you right now,” breathed out Arthur, rubbing delicately your cheek. 

“I wanna kiss you so bad too,” you said in a whisper, looking directly at Arthur’s plump lips. Without no hesitation Arthur’s lips crashed on yours. You two didn’t care who was watching or who was there. This kiss was needed. Arthur’s tongue slipped in your mouth in one swift movement, but just as quick as it went in it went out. He was teasing you! He was showing you what was to come if you two spent the night in a sexual escapade. You two made out a few more seconds until you and him separated to catch your breaths. He leaned his forehead against yours, “boy am I glad you decided to come here for your vacation.”

You chuckled and touched Arthur’s facial hair, “me too Arthur. Me too.”

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Cursed Beauty • Two

✬ Pairings: Aquaman x WOC! Reader.

Warning(s): do not interact if you aren’t the age of 18. Do not read if you haven’t read part one. Mentions of gore, strong language, sexual content and subjects that aren’t pleasing to certain viewers. Viewer discretion is advised

Description; At a young age you were cursed with a violent curse, today marked the ninth anniversary of your parents passing. You’ve started your day as normal but out of all days, you break your routine and meet the infamous Arthur Curry, known to the world as Aquaman.

Your eyes are the keepers of your soul.

Your name was not only blessed with a curse but she was also blessed with a gift. Many gifts. Gifts that were valuable to whomever possessed it. Not only did your curse grant you eternal beauty, a beauty that caused anyone to fall for you, and fall down to your feet in a matter of minutes, you could never fully understand nor did you really know all you were capable of.

Your eyes opened slowly, you shook your wrist that were tied behind the chair you were sitting in. Shaking yourself, you were in desperate need of an escape, not even your powers worked. “Your powers won’t save you here.” A voice echoed throughout the abandoned building.

You whimpered. “Let me out. Who are you? Come closer.”

The footsteps increased. Your attention turned to the man standing in front of you, he was tall, looked to be Greek, he had a blind eye with a scar going down it. He wore a long leather coat. “I’m Grey, and you’re going to help me. In return, I’ll lift your curse.” You laugh, shaking your head. “You’re blind and stupid I see.” No one could lift the curse so violently and viciously plastered on you, it was unable to be lifted. The only key to lifting the curse, that neither you or Arthur Curry knew was- your love and the child you two would bore. It was foretold. It was written. Bound to happen.

“Don’t let my one bad eye fool you. You are a mystery, (Y/n.). I’ve been hearing a lot about your family and your curse through the grapevines over the years.”

You looked around, trying to think of what you could do to escape this place. “If you have heard the rumors about me, tell me what you’ve heard. Not all stories hold the truth.” He folds his arms. “In fact, they do. Each lie holds a little truth, doesn’t it?” He pulls out a chair. “The ropes you have around your wrist are why you aren’t able to get out of here. I know all about your curse, that any man gets attached and falls for you, he dies. A violent death. Am I getting warm?”

“Partly.” Your eyes scanned the floor. “What you fail to realize is it’s a two way street. I would have to be in love with them. So if you got me here to use me as a pawn, it won’t work.”

Grey looked at her. “Pawn? Yes. But that’s not what I’m here for. I know that you can see the future, I also know that you have certain qualities that I need at my exposal to take care of a great enemy. You’re more powerful than anyone I’ve ever laid eyes on, (y/n).” Your eyes went from the floor to him, “I’m not helping you. So let me go.”

“You’re going to help me if you want a future.”

You laugh. “The only good benefit of my curse is.. I can’t die, I’ll live long and alone.” Grey knew about her curse, after all his family was the one who placed it long ago. “I know a loophole. All I need for you to do is lure Aquaman out. Your beauty is luring. Literally. And, I need you to keep him from harming me long enough to make my move.”

“I won’t help you kill someone.”

He nods his head slowly. “Not even for your freedom?” Although that felt nice, you were more than ready to be free of this curse. But at the expense of someone else’s Life? He looked at her. “You will think about my offer. It will continue to stand until midnight.” He waved his boys over to release you from your ropes. And you rubbed your wrist. “My answer will not change.” You stood to your feet, you froze him in place. “I will not help you kill anyone, and you are a fool to untie me knowing what I’m capable of.” Using your force, you lifted him up in midair. You stopped his boys from making another step.

“Don’t be a fool. How much more time are you willing to spend alone locked up in that hotel? Away from the world, unloved and isolated!”

You threw him against the wall with your mind, he fell to the ground. Coughing and bleeding from his mouth. You turned your attention to his friends. “You two want a go?” They didn’t take one step. You shook your head walking over to Grey. “I rather take comfort in my sadness, then take a life.” You squat down in front of him, tilting his head back. “You are right though. I’m far more powerful than you or I know. New powers seem to unlock every day. I think you should leave, Grey.” Staring deep in his eyes, I burned into his soul. His eyes started to bleed.

“I have the power over your life right now, I’m staring deep into your soul and all I see is an angry, confused man. You only hate Aquaman because he’s what the world idolizes, and they see what you do as evil.”

Grey was immobilized. Pulling back, your eyes went from golden rose to brown as you exited his mind. He just stared at you, blood from his eyes, body still immobile and limp. “You’re very very stupid. You shouldn’t have untied me.” He chuckled hard. “You think I didn’t have insurances?” You frowned standing tall. “Oh? You talking about the men standing outside waiting for me? Oh sweetheart.” You laughed. “I’ve taken care of them.” Planting a kiss on Grey’s cheek, “Kiss of death. You fall at my feet. You no longer beat.” You recite. He shook, the spot on his cheek where you had kiss had become black; veiny. His face turning from pale to grey.

“Goodbye, Grey.”

••••

You walked out the building covering your body.

You were still unaware of all your capabilities. You were cursed but gifted with numerous gifts rolled in one, you were a powerful being and Grey was just the tip of the iceberg. You knew it wasn’t safe for you in this city anymore, it was time you went elsewhere. You stopped and turned to the building, you watched it burn in flames and collapse.

“You.”

You turned as your body shook. You were burning up. It was below zero but you were boiling. “Arthur?” Arthur just looked at you, he was confused. He didn’t understand what was happening when he knew you were kidnapped. “You’re safe?” You laugh. “I can handle myself. I’ve been doing it for years.” And you have, this wasn’t your first rodeo, a lot of people who knew about you either wanted your gifts for their own gain or wanted you dead for the power you possessed.

You were too powerful.

Yet, alone.

If it boiled down to your happiness or your gifts. You’d choose happiness. No amount of power was worth being alone. Unloved. You wanted to be happy. You wanted a family. You wanted that white-picket fence romance, but all of those things seemed impossible. You could see the future, yet, you couldn’t see past the few visions you got from touching Arthur.

“Yes.” You tried to walk past him, he reached for your hand. “Tell me what’s going on.” He frowned. “You’re burning up.”

He placed his hand to your forehead. “Oh yeah. You’re burning up.” Your forehead was starting to form sweat. His eyes met with yours. “The men who took you?” You turned your attention to the burning and collapsing building, “Their dead. You’re welcome by the way, they wanted you dead. You’ve made a lot of enemies. That’s not even the second person to approach me to help me get close to you, I mean you’re not that powerful so I don’t see why-”

“Hold on, what?”

You sighed heavily. “I have certain abilities. I can’t describe them all because there are so many, one of which is what you feel- when you asked me about my sadness. I’m not sad. Well, I am but.. can we leave here? I can explain more later.” Arthur nods, taking you into his arms. “Oh wow, you really can ride water?” You chuckle. He laughs. “Yes.”

“Thanks. you can put me down now.”

He placed you down into the water, you bounced up and down in the ocean. Your hands swing back and forth. You were trying to get back to your normal body temperature but you were still feeling the residual effects from the burning building. That was another thing, when you used your gifts, some of them you could feel. “Are you cooling?”

“Yes.”

Arthur laid you flat on your back, your eyes met with his. “You want to tell me what happened? I searched everywhere trying to find you and when I do find you, you’re standing outside a burning building and telling me you have powers.” You sighed. “They aren’t so much as powers. I prefer them as gifts and curses. The men kidnapped me, hoping that I would help them kill you in exchange for something I’ve been wanting for some time now.”

“Kill me?” He laughs softly. “And why didn’t you?”

You sighed. “As much as I want my freedom, I won’t take or partake in the acts of another’s demise. Help me up.” He helped you up, you looked over his body, your hand traced his tattoos. “Besides, the world needs you. I can’t take a superhero, now can I?” He looks you in eyes. “You’re so beautiful.” He leans in to kiss you but you stopped him. “Stop. We can’t. You can’t.” Arthur couldn’t explain the desire he had for you: the feeling of familiarity, hopefulness when it came to you.

“Why? Why can’t we?” He tucked your hair behind your ears.

You shook your head. “I’m cursed. I think it’s best we stay away from each other. I appreciate you tracking me down and trying to save me from those men. But I can handle myself and I will be going now.” Arthur shook his head. “What do you mean cursed? I don’t care about any of that. I don’t know what it is about you, I’ve never felt this way towards anyone. But the minute I laid eyes on youu…”

“You fell for me? You wanted to be with me?”

He nods. “Yes.. that, but I also felt familiarity. I feel like we are supposed to be together, like there is something.. something pulling me to you. I can’t quite understand it.” You nod your head slowly. “It’s the curse. It lured men in, lures me in.. caused me and them to fall for eachother only to leave me heartbroken and you dead. Aquaman, trust me, I’m not safe.”

“Neither am I,” he planted his lips against yours.

————

[make-me-imagine]

Change of Plans

Plot: After finally giving up on waiting for Ronon to return your feelings, you decide to go on a date with someone who does like you. Unknowingly, Ronon does return your feelings, and decides to finally do something about it.

Prompt: "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?" < change slightly in fic Requested By: Anonymous

Pairing: Ronon Dex x GN!Reader

Warnings: Mild mentions of "fighting" (sparring). And a kiss.

Words: 1.7k

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You winced as Ronon slammed John down onto the training mat for the third time. "Getting tired?" Ronon asked with a smirk.

"No!" Sheppard yes as he stumbled to stand. "Just biding my time, wearing you down."

"Uh-huh"

You smiled at their banter as you looked back at Ronon, watching as he circled John. Your eyes trailed up his chiseled arms, up to his defined shoulders.

"Enjoying the show?"

You jumped at the sudden whispering voice beside you. Looking over, you saw Teyla watching you with an amused grin.

"What?" You laughed out, swallowing.

She leaned against the wall beside you. "You seemed to be quite interested in Ronon's....skills."

You rolled your eyes. "I'm watching them train, Teyla."

"Mhm." She hummed as you heard her snicker under her breath. After a short moment of silence, she leaned closer and spoke softly. "When are you going to tell him that you have feelings for him?"

Your heart leapt in your chest as you looked over at Ronon, making sure he could not hear you. You looked back at Teyla and shook your head. "Who said I was ever going to?"

"Oh come on, Y/n. You two would be perfect together."

You let out a small scoff and shook your head. "Well I'm sorry to disappoint you Teyla, but I don't think Ro- I don't think he, has ever looked at me and ever seen anything more than a friend."

Seeing true disappointment flash across your face, she frowned. "I think he has."

"We both know how blunt he is Teyla, he doesn't hide things like I do. If he felt something, don't you think he would have said so by now?"

You could see her weighing your words before she let out a soft sigh. "Perhaps you are right. I'm sorry."

You smiled softly at her as you looked back over at Ronon. "Maybe it's time I try and move on from these feelings. It could only hurt me to keep waiting for something to happen when I know it never will."

Teyla thought for a moment. "Well, you know. Lieutenant Thompson seems to have an interest in you."

"You mean James?" She nodded. "Yeah, I know. He asked me on a date a few days ago, but I said no."

"Maybe you could change your mind?'

Watching as Ronon smiled coyly and took a towel from a pretty ogling soldier, who had been watching from the other side of the room. You felt disappointment fill you.

You let out a soft sigh. "Yeah, I suppose I could." You looked over at Teyla and gave her a soft smile, and she gently squeezed your shoulder. "And, I guess now is a better time than any." You said pushing away from the wall. Giving Ronon one more glance, you left the room, unaware that his eyes followed you out.

Teyla, however, did notice. She also noticed the frown that crossed his face when you left. Ronon crossed the room and approached her, "Wheres Y/n going? What were you guys talking about?"

His eyes were locked on the door you had walked out of. He caught a few words from your conversation with Teyla. 'When are you going to tell him' 'Something about 'feelings', and you said a name 'James?' Who was that? And was he the one you had feelings for? His heart seemed to ache in his chest at the idea.

Teyla squinted at him. "Why do you care?"

He looked back at Teyla. "Uh, well, they usually stay around after my training sessions, to either have a small spar, or we go get some food."

"Well I think Y/n has something more...interesting to do."

"What does that mean?"

"Well, they went to go discuss a date."

She watched closely as Ronon adjusted his stance, clearly caught by surprise at this. "What date?"

"With Lieutenant Thompson of course. He's quite interested in Y/n."

'So Thompson is James?' Ronon felt his face fall. "Is he now?"

Teyla smiled, seeing the clear jealousy that crossed his face. She shook her head and leaned closer to him, speaking quietly. "Sorry to break it to you Ronon, but you hid your feelings to well, and waited to long."

He peered down at her. "What does that mean?"

She let out an aggravated sigh. "Are you really so daft? Y/n has been waiting around for you to show any interest in them for months now. Someone can only wait so long before they finally give up."

Walking away from him with a shake of her head Ronon stared after her. Had you truly been waiting that long? And was he so bad at showing how he felt that you never saw it? Now guilt sat in his chest, paired with his jealousy.

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You let out a defeated sigh as you looked around the cafeteria. You had been waiting for James to get back from his mission to speak with him, but now you could not find him.

Turning to leave, you halted in your steps as you saw him enter. Walking quickly towards him, you smiled. "James."

"Oh, hey Y/n." You were a bit thrown off by his behavior. He seemed happy to see you, yet more reserved than normal.

"I just wanted to talk to you, about that date you asked me on earlier-"

"Oh, don't worry, you don't have to explain."

"What do-"

"Ronon told me."

You stared at him unblinkingly for a moment. "I'm sorry, what did Ronon tell you exactly?"

"That you tow were together, dating."

"Me and Ronon are...dating?"

"Yeah...that's what he said at least. He explained that you refused my date, because you guys hadn't told anyone yet. So no worries, I'm glad you two are happy."

He smiled at you before brushing past you, leaving you perplexed, with your heart pounding. Looking back into the cafeteria, your eyes caught on Ronon as he passed by the doorway.

Following after him, you caught up with him in an empty hallway. Grabbing his arm, he turned around and you smacked him on the chest.

"Ow. What-"

"Did you tell the guy I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

So you talked to James. He cleared his throat. "Yeah, maybe." You saw a soft smile almost crossing his face. You felt your gut clench and let out a scoff.

"Is my love life just a joke to you or something Ronon?"

"What?" His face fell.

"You made sure James wouldn't go out with me now. Why would you lie to him like that, I don't get it."

"Oh come on, he's a jerk."

"Since when did you know him?"

"I guess I don't really, but I've heard him talking, and he has a reputation. He'd only hurt you."

'A reputation? What kind of reputation?'

You shook your head. "Why didn't you just tell me that? Why did you tell him we were dating? What was the point in that?"

He shrugged lightly and cleared his throat. "I guess it wasn't so much a lie, as it was...a wish?"

Your words died in your throat as you were unsure of what to say. "I- a- what?"

Looking past your shoulder, he could hear some people walking closer. Grabbing your wrist he pulled you along the corridor and into the empty training room.

When you were alone, he looked down at you and sighed. "I get that I messed up. I didn't tell you how I felt, even though you were hoping, or expecting me too. I just. I thought they were obvious, but now, I know they weren't at all. And that's my fault. Hearing that you were going to go on a date with James, I got... jealous. And I decided to finally say something."

'Feelings?' 'Jealous?' Your stomach was bursting with butterflies, and your heart beating heavily in your chest. "I...I should have told you, what I felt, maybe then it wouldn't have taken so long."

Ronon smiled down at you as you looked timidly down at your feet. Hooking his finger under your chin, he made you look at him. "I'm sorry I made you wait so long to know for sure. I didn't want to hurt you like that."

You smiled tenderly at him. "I know you didn't."

Taking a step closer, he brought his face down, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You felt your face heat up, as you repressed a grin.

"I'm still curious about something." You said softly.

"What?"

"Why did you go to James before me?"

"I was looking for you, but I ran across him first. I asked if he had talked to you, and he said no. Then he started talking about you, and how much he liked you, and I just... told him that we were together. He assumed that was why you had refused to go out with him, and I just went with it. Afterwards, I went looking for you again, but I guess I was too late, you had found him first."

"And, if he finds out that was a lie?"

"Why does he have to?" He asked with a smile.

You returned his smile, letting out a soft chuckle. "I guess he doesn't."

Ronon gently caressed your cheek with his fingers. "Does that mean that we are...dating, now?"

"Do you want it to?"

"Of course."

"Me too."

His smile grew. "Great. Then we are." Leaning down a bit loser, so his nose nudged yours, he cupped your face with his hand and stared into your eyes.

"Does that mean I can kiss you now?"

You bit your lip lightly before you nodded softly. "Yes."

His eyes scanned your lips as he slowly leaned in, your eyes closed just as his lips pressed against yours.

Slowly, you lifted your arms, wrapping them around his neck as he moved to wrap his arms around you, pulling you flush against his body as he deepened the kiss.

Picking you up off the ground a bit, you broke the kiss with a soft laugh. He grinned at you before setting you back down, bringing both of his hands up and cupping your face and kissing you again.

xx End xx

I haven't written for Ronon in a long time, so I hope you guys liked it!

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TO FAR GONE PT1

Let me know what yall think

This is my first fanfic but won't be my last, I might make a master list just tell me what u think of this one plz

Thx guys- love yall 😊💙

-Wrote on phone- 727 words

Waking up was never one of your strong suites. No matter how early you went to bed, you're still tired. School was going great while you were a kid, your first day of high school was rough but you managed to get through it in a few days of getting to know people. But the worst part had yet to show, that is until your parents told you they were moving to Main because they wanted to live next to the sea. You were 13 years old, you didn’t want to change schools. You just got new friends and now you’re gonna be moving. Main wasn’t that bad, you didn’t mind living so close to the sea. Your parents found a little house that was in the location where a lighthouse was years ago, they loved it. You just wanted to be able to see your friends, but you’re sure they forgot about you. One day you decide to walk along a trail leading to your house to the beach. It was a hot day and you wanted to go swim so you did. Now you were a good swimmer, in a pool that is. In open water you suck at it so you stay in the shallow end, until a strong rift comes and pulls you farther out. You're freaking out and trying to stay above the water but the waves are picking up and you can’t. You close your eyes as you feel something grab you, next thing you know you are back on the beach you can feel the sand on your back.“ Open your eyes you’re ok now.”As soon as that deep groaning voice made its presence known you opened your eyes. You saw a tall, muscular, long hair, bearded man. You thought you drowned and went to heaven, “ Am I dead?” The man heard that and started giggling, even his giggle was so manly, “ No you’re not dead. I saved ya kid.” He patted your back and walked back into the water. You watched him and tilted your head, “ Wait.” you jumped up and he just stared, “ who are you?” He smiled, turned and dove head first into the water. You grunted at the fact that someone who saved you didn’t want to tell you his name then he just ignored you and left.

3Years later :

You just turned 16 and at this age you start presenting, you presented as an omega. An omega was something you never wanted to be, you were told by others that an omega is the weakest in the pack and is never strong enough for anything. After you cried for about a week in your room you went back down to the beach, you secretly saw that guy again, maybe he could make you feel better. Sadly he wasn’t there, so you just sat on a log looking at the ocean waves. The peaceful noise made you feel safe, until you closed your eyes, everything that those kids said to you came rushing back and you cried. “Are you okay kid?” when you heard him you didn’t even look up, you just sat there while a tear ran down your face, “Oh come on, what's wrong?” You slightly looked up and he sighed when he saw how swollen your face was from crying, “ I presented today.” He smiled and sat beside you, “And?” “And!” you quickly get up and start pacing, “ I didn’t want to be an omega, I don’t want to be the weak one out of the pack!” He grabbed your hand, “who said all omega’s are weak?” “A kid in my class, he said they are always weak and that if an alpha saw me he should kill me instead of mate me. He… he said I'm too ugly to be wanted by any alpha.” He pulled you into a hug, “You both are just kids, what he said will change, he will change when he has his first rut and you will too when you have your first heat.” You just sniffled into his chest, “Maybe…maybe you could be my mate if no one wants me when I get older?” You closed your eyes because you didn’t really want to get rejected by the handsome man but he just took your hand in his and looked down, he whispered, “Sure kid”

[somwhatpoetry]

When you are in love?

I have his arms around me like no other.

His mouth intertwining with mine and yet...

It’s not enough

I feel him inside me and all around me and all I can see is you.

Your blue eyes that sparkle green when you’re happy.

That wide perfect smile you have

How you talk with your hands

How you tend to include everyone

I saw the way you didn’t love me and the reason as to why I’m here now,

With another and not with you.

I can’t say it’s easy or that it’s fair.

Knowing someone so perfect is out there but whom doesn’t care.

You can’t care for me because you have her

Is it to much to ask when you’re in love?

[dc-x-readers]

True Kings and Cafes (Arthur Curry x Reader)

I am sorry about the end, I was really stuck on it, but I wanted to get this out in the hopes that my writers block will stop! Anyway, I saw Aquaman, it was really bad, but really good at the same time, if that makes sense. I loved it! 

I hope you all enjoy!

Arthur Curry, the True King.

That’s what everyone called him anyways, but on days like this, he felt the furthest thing from a king. It was an Atlantean holiday, one that insisted family be together, his mother was on the surface with his father, Mera was back home in her kingdom with her father, and his own brother refused to see him.

So Arthur Curry, the True King, who thought he was over such childishness of feeling alone and left out, was feeling exactly that. He had begun wandering the city in the morning, popping in and out of places that caught his fancy.

What he really needed was a drink. But whenever he said that to someone they just quirked their head in confusion.

Finally Arthur stumbled upon Old Town, the part of Atlantis he liked the best, It was the crumbled ruins of the original Atlantis, and looked passably close enough to be back on the surface. Little was open here, but Arthur enjoyed swimming about the ruins.

One door was open, a small cafe, with soft music coming from it.

“Hello?” Arthur called in, entering the cafe. It was quaint and homey, and looked like a Starbucks.

You hadn’t really been expecting any patrons today, living in Old Town meant you were either ancient and following the old ways of life, or really broke. You fell into the second category. But you had opened on the holiday in hopes that you could get a little extra cash.

“Hello, welcome to Seas the Day Cafe. What can I get for you?” You asked, looking up from the counter to see one of the most beautiful men you had ever seen. He was big and handsome and strong, and was looking around your cafe with awe.

“Wow, this place…” The man trailed off, he looked so awestruck.

“It’s weird right?” You hummed out, running your hand over the counter top, “It was my father’s idea. He loves the surface, just the idea of it, used to get whatever he could from their wrecks just to learn about them. He opened the cafe, thought it would be like a little bit of surface under the sea.”

You had long since gotten used to the strange trinkets that lined the walls, mementos from shipwrecks old and new, but many people found the whole idea bizarre.

“It’s awesome.” The man said, staring at a small statue that had sucken to the bottom of the sea, it was of a mermaid. The man’s eyes sparkled and he had a small smile across his lips that made him… cute.

“So, what can I get you today?” You asked, turning away from the man before you could start to blush.

“Ya’ got anything to drink?” He asked, and then began to shake his head. “I mean--”

“This is a surface-themed restaurant. Of course we have something to drink.” You laughed, pulling out the pocket of air filled with a pint of beer.

“It’s a little pricey,” You warned, but the man was smiling so hard it was difficult to get the words out. He radiated like the sun, so happy and beautiful, and you almost let out a sigh.

“Price don’t matter.” The man grunted in response, he downed the whole beer in a matter of seconds, you watched in awe. Normally people didn’t really know what to do with beers, and had trouble drinking it for the first time, but he swallowed it down like a pro.

When he was finished the pocket of air dissipated around the glass, filling it with sea water, and the man sheepishly held it back for you.

“How did you get bear down here anyway?” the man asked, looking at the assortments of foods that you had written on a blackboard above the counter.

“Oh, I have a high-born friend who is willing to help me out.” You replied off hand, “Do you want anything else?”

The man was still staring at the menu, his smile growing, “You have quite the assortment. All the way from macaroons to philly cheesesteak.”

“It’s actually whatever food from the surface my friend can get for me. I don’t even know what half of this stuff is.” You confessed.

“What?” The man acted shocked, “Have you tried anything that’s on this menu?”

You shook your head with a small smile. It wasn’t as if you could afford to eat your own product.

“Oh that needs to change.” The man declared, standing straighter as if his words were a proclamation, you giggled at his response. “A chocolate chip cookie then.”

You smiled and gave him the food. He split it in half, offering one side to you. You took it tentatively, experimenting with the taste. It was warm, and delicious and felt like how you would imagine a warm hug to taste if it were a food.

“Wow.” you whispered staring at the treat before you, and the man was smiling at you, “yeah, wow.” he smirked.

“I’m Arthur, by the way.” He held out his hand for you to shake, and you did, laughing just a little bit.

“What?” He asked, cocking his head, but smirking.

“It’s just, it’s a funny name.” You said stifling your giggles, “I’m Y/N.”

“Well Y/N, I like this place. Expect to see a lot more of me.” Arthur smiled, putting a few gold pieces (way over paying) on the counter and swimming off.

You looked at the gold pieces, unsure of what to do, it was far too much for a beer and a cookie, but you didn’t know what to do. You placed the excess money in a jar, intent to give it back to him the next time he came in, he had promised to return after all.

***

Arthur did return, a little less than a week later. You had been open for a few hours, but business had been slow. Even now there was only two patrons, one an older gentleman and a younger women who looked like had been on the streets of Old Town too long. You wished you could give her help, but all you could offer was some strange food from the surface. You gave her a cookie, using a little bit of Arthurs money.

Arthur came in through the front door, causing the little bell to tingle. “Y/N!” He proclaimed with a huge smile.

“Arthur, It’s good to see you again.” You replied, because goddamn it was, good to see him. He wore a tight fitting pants, and left his chest bare. The markings the covered his skin were intricate and beautiful. The other woman in the shop stopped to notice too. “What can I get for you today?”

“A beer, and…” Arthur stopped for a moment to examine the menu, “a piece of apple pie.”

You got what he asked for, and watched as he again downed the beer in a single go, “How do you do that?” you asked amazed.

“Years of practice.” Arthur replied stonily. Then his smile returned as he started eating his cake. Once he finished half of it, he called you back over.

“Y/N! You need to try this!” He pushed a fork full of pie towards your face. You eyed it wearily, you really weren’t supposed to eat the merchandise, and there were other patrons today. Even if the man was getting ready to leave and the woman looked too absorbed in her own world to notice.

You took a taste of his pie, and it was amazing. You hummed into the food, and Arthur smiled at you.

“It’s good right?” He smirked, and you couldn’t help but nod. “Do you want the rest of it?”

You stared down at the half eaten pie, and a flash of… something came over you, “Do, do you not like it? I get something else if there is a problem.”

“Wow, wow wow,” Arthur put both of his hands on your shoulders, “It’s great, I just thought it be nice to share.”

The stupid blush was back on your face and you ducked your head, “If you really want to share food, give it to that woman, she needs something.”

“Why, what’s wrong?” He asked staring at the woman, you gently moved his face away so he wasn’t caught.

“Nothing is really wrong, she is just like most of us in Old Town. Too poor for our own good. And the stupid taxes, take what little people like her can make. I don’t know if she remembers the last time she had food before today. It is all the same for the people like us. Too poor to live too rich to die.”

Arthur’s seemed to glow gold, and you wanted to get lost in them. It was so easy talking to him, and you wished you could spill everything, about how little all of you down in Old Town had. But he probably already knew. No one came into Old Town unless they were broke or old, and Arthur was definitely not old. Arthur turned to stare at the sickly thin woman, before nodding his head, “Buy her something good.”

Arthur put another couple of gold pieces on the counter, and swam out the door quickly. You watched him go, wanting to yell out that he again over paid, but that’s not something that should be advertised her in Old Town. Instead you put the extra money in the same jar, and handed the woman a plate of surface food.

She smiled, at first refusing the free meal, but after some careful explanations you finally got her to accept the free meal.

You finished the second half of the pie, and it was delicious against your lips.

Next time, next time you would return his solf coins and thank him properly for the food he has been sharing.

***

Arthur came in a handful of more times after that, he always ordered a beer and then something for the two of your to share. And despite your best intentions you were falling for him.

You knew exactly the moment you started to love him, when you tried to give him his Gold coins back, and instead he insisted that you keep in case someone comes in hungry or in need.

You weren’t in love with his looks, though that’s how it may have started, you were in love with his kindness. It was in everything he did, like when he would pat your pet seahorse, or when he would share the last bit of his surface food with you. And you loved him more every second.

Mera came in to the cafe, with pockets of air filled with food, and a smile on her face.

“What has you in such a good mood?” You asked, helping Mera put the food away.

Mera smiled wider, “The king,” She started.

“-the one you so fondly call an imbecile?” You interjected, and Mera laughed.

“Yes, that King. I think he has fallen in love, he comes back to the palace with this big dopey smile, and he is now insisting we lower the taxes on Old Town.” Mera said happily, “I am just glad he has found someone. He deserves to be happy.”

“Well I am glad he is lowering taxes. Maybe I can afford to hire some help at the cafe.” You smiled back.

The front door opened, and you asked Mera if she could just quickly get your customer, while you finished with the food.

You were counting how many beers you now had, when you could hear Arthur's voice, “Mera?”

Your head shot up, how did Arthur know Mera?

“Arthur, what are you doing here?” Mera shouted back.

You made your way quickly to the front room, because Mera’s voice was high and almost angry. You didn’t want the warrior princess to fight your best customer.

“I’m here to see Y/N.” Arthur answered right as you burst through door to the front room.

“Oh, and why are you here to see Y/N?” Mera asked, her voice suddenly amused.

Arthur swallowed thickly, looking between you and Mera. Mera looked all too pleased with herself.

“You don't have any way with your words True King of Atlantis.” Mera chuckled, and you felt yourself pale.

Arthur was the King of Atlantis?

You had been falling in love with the True King of Atlantis?

Holy shit. Oh no! You could not fall in love with the King, he is the king and you are the lowly owner of a Surface themed restaurant in the worst part of his kingdom.

“Come on Arthur, speak damnit!” Mera laughed, enjoying Arthurs panicked expression, “Oh fine!”

Mera turned to look at you, her smile still in place despite the evident horror in your eyes, “Arthur is madly in love with you Y/N. And Arthur, Y/N returns the feelings.”  She looked between the pair of you, her smile still in place, “Now I have to return to the castle. I don’t expect to see either of you for a little while.”

Tag: @littleshadow-guy

[cammys-imagines24]

Imagine~

The way Aquaman looks at you.

[lareinenoir]

Slow Motion

Arthur Curry × Reader

Summary: You and Arthur have been friends a long time. You pratically grew up together. You have a ballet recitle and what you didn't expect was a snow storm. Now you're both stuck in a hotel with only one bed.

Warning: smut, cuddling

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"Shut up." You growl rubbing your hands together as the fire crackles. "We are up here because of you."

"Oh come on, Y/n." Said Arthur "A few more miles and we would have made it. You decided to stop."

"Because I thought I started my period!" You shout throwing the pillow at him off the bed. "I was not about to walk around with bloody underwear!"

He lets out a sigh, rolling his eyes as you fold your arms and squint at him coldly. "Look, we'll wait out the storm. The lady at the front desk said it should be over by the morning."

"It better be." You grumble taking off your jacket. "I better get to my ballet recitle on time. The show can't go on without me."

Arthur mocked your whining voice and you flipped him off, snatching your bags from his hand. "Make yourself comfortable. You're sleeping on the floor." You grin

"You are so petty." He mumbles as you lay on the bed with your arm covering your eyes. You were tired and had a bit of a headache, not to mention a few period cramps in your abdomen.

Maybe sleeping it off would make you feel better. You took a few Ibuprofen pills in the car but, Arthur wouldn't let you take anymore so you wouldn't overdose. A little moan of pain left your lips and you just closed your eyes.

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Waking up, you see Arthur wasn't on the ground. Not even his jacket was there. Looking around, it was just you and only you.

"Arthur?" You question, just to make sure he was really gone. With a sigh, you stand and see that you are feeling a lot better. Your cramps had gone and so did your headache.

Just as you picked up your phone to call him, the hotel door opens and Arthur stands there with a bag, covered in snow.

"Arthur? What the-"

"Y/n, you're awake." He says closing the door as the cold breeze hit your face. "I went to the little store on the corner. Luckily it was open. I picked up a few things."

"Oh." You nod then giggle. "I was just about to call you. I was a bit worried."

"Aw, you were worried about me." His hand over his heart, as he slid off his big jacket. " It wouldn't have worked anyway, no cell service. Anyways, I got you something. To take your mind off the pain."

He hands you a Hershey bar, milk chocolate, cookies and cream, dark chocolate and one with almonds. You poke out your lips and wipe the little tear that fell. "Awe. For me?"

"Anything." He tells you with a wink. "Got some Ramen and Soda. We can eat after I shower." Said Arthur heading for the bathroom.

Nodding your head you watch him take his bag and you sit back on the bed opening up one of the Hershey bars. There wasn't a TV so all you had was your phone. The connection was horrible and you wanted to scream.

With Arthur's shower water running in the background you ended up listening to one of your favorite songs.

"Slow motion." You sing to yourself starting to dance around the small, hotel room. This was the second time you played it and now it was on loop. Trey Songz had always been your favorite singer, and today you were really feeling his music.

What you didn't know was that Arthur finished his shower five minutes ago and stood with the door cracked watching you. You weren't a good singer and you both knew that but Arthur still enjoyed it.

"You dance better than you sing." Is what he would say when you asked him. Arthur was a good friend but the song was effecting him just as much as it was you.

Arthur pages close attention to your hips as they swayed back and forth and your ass in the tight ripped jeans you decided to wear.

You were definitely horny and when you spun around and saw Arthur, you didn't freak out but gave him a seductive smile. He was your best friend, why not? You thought, telling him to come here with your finger.

Arthur had a hungry look in his eyes and you knew it because you felt it in your eyes. With only a towel around his waist, you saw his cock poke out from the towl and that made your mouth salivate as you grabbed onto his hand, spinning yourself into his arms.

Arthur grabbed onto your hips and you smiled as you grind against him to the music. His mouth against your neck, moaning and you bit your lip at how his hard member poked your ass. His hair still wet, dripped on your shoulder. Holding onto his big arms as his facial hair tickled you, you grind harder once he pushes your hips into his lap.

It was dry, but you wanted him to touch you all over. Lifting Arthur's arms to your stomach he looks up at you as you look back nodding. "Go ahead daddy." You purr kissing his furry jaw then nibbling at his earlobe. "Show your baby girl a good time."

Arthur's hands went up your shirt and you lifted your arms so he could get it off. His large hands grouped your breasts smoothly and he traces his index finger across your nipple making you moan in satisfaction.

"Mmm." You moan again when Arthur lays kisses on your shoulder, making a parade of goosebumps go down your spine.

He let out a grunt as you turn and unwrap the towel from around his waist. Pushing his body into the edge of the bed, you get on your knees and begin to stroke his member and you can see the frustration in his eyes because of how slow you're going. Arthur wanted to be released and you loved the begging look in his eyes.

"You're gonna cum for me, Daddy?" You asks continuing to play with his member, your finger nails touching the dry rip. "Are you gonna cum for your babygirl?"

"I'm gonna cum for my baby girl." He grunts huskily with a smile on his face.

Taking it into your mouth, Arthur has a grip on your hair guiding you up and down his hard cock. His cock filled your mouth and you held onto his naked thighs so you wouldn't tip over. You gagged a bit when his warm member sqirted into your mouth and you smiled at how he moaned again, throwing his head back when a little more came out.

Pulling your lips away, he watches you swallow and you take in some air. Without hesitation, Arthur has you on the bed, trailing smooth kisses down your stomach. He was being sweet and gentle, but you didn't want that. Not now.

"Is that all you got, daddy?" You ask taunting him with an arched brow. "Aren't you gonna rough me up."

And you weren't prepared for what happened next. Arthur grabbed you by your throat, slamming his mouth on you. You gasp, but relax trying not to use up all the air he was allowing you to have. His tounge slipped into your mouth and when you tried to grip onto his still damp hair he shoved you away, pinning your arms above your head.

He was taking your breath away. Literally. With ever motion of your lips moving Arthur was taking all the air you had. You couldn't lift him off you because he was bigger.

When Arthur finally let you up, you took a hold onto the air. Sucking it all in you start to laugh. "Never had a kiss like that." You say as he unzips your pants.

"No talking." He tells you and you smirk, licking your lips to get another taste of him. With your panties off he plays with your clit, still holding your arms up. "I'm gonna make you sorry, y/n. So so sorry." Said Arthur lowly giving you another parade of chills across your body. "I'm gonna make you sorry for underestimating me." His whisper being drowned out by the sound of your gasping.

"Please daddy," you beg biting your lip again wanting him to give you some friction. "I'll-"

"No talking." He says more menacingly and you feel two of his fingers enter you without warning. Arching your back you let out a moan, squeezing your eyes shut trying to move your hips against his fingers.

"That feel good baby girl?" He asks you with a sarcastic smile.

"Ahhhh." You answer "Oh...Arthur-"

Arthur chuckles and then slows down. Your breaths getting closer together you shake your head. "No daddy. Please...please don't stop." You beg. "I was close, I was so close, daddy. I wanna feel you." You tell him, trying to sit up, but his heavy hands keeping you down. "I wanna fell all of you." Your core still a bit We r from pre-cum dripping down your pussy.

"Aw Baby girl," he cooes kissing your stomach pulling his fingers out amd letting your hands go free. You biting your lip still trying to buck your hips towards his member, Arthur leans in your ear, "I'm gonna fuck you so good." His kisses your breasts which sends shivers down your body.

You smiled and held onto his shoulders as Arthur widened your legs with his knees. His damp hair wetting your body, you wait for his cock to slam into your pussy. Once again arching your back your mouth forms an 'o' shape you see his face scrunch up.

The bed guys against the wall you he continues to slam into you. "Faster." You grunt. "Faster daddy. Fill me up."

Your fingernails dig into his back, clawing down as you let out breaths of air. "I'm close." He tells you but you ignore, trying to focus on your own orgasm. "Oh gosh, y/n!"

With one last thrust, he collapsed on your stoamche just as you both orgasm at the same time. Pleasure ripped through your insides as you both finished.

Licking your lips you both try and catch your breath. "Next time," you say in between breaths, feeling his sweat on you as you continue to stroke his hair. "I'm ontop."

"What makes you think there's gonna be a next time?" He asks with his chin up looking at you with a smirk.

You replied, "Nobody can fuck me like you just did."

His chuckles fill the room and you blush holding onto his head. Both laying in the bed, bodies stuck together as you pull the blanket on top of each other. The crackling fire would die in the night and having Arthur's body close to you was all you needed.

"That was definitely not in Slow motion." You say after turning off the song, hoping he heard it, but his soft snores fill the room as he holds onto your waist.

The END

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 590

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Year posted - 2020

[pinkykitten]

Ocean Dream

Aquaman 

Arthur Curry x female! reader

Warning: none

Specifics: ocean, swimming, fluff, romantic, race neutral reader

People: Arthur Curry, you

Words: 1,154

Requested: By anonymous Hi! I was looking at your list of ransoms and say you write for DC! I was wondering if you could write one for aquaman where the reader wears scuba diving gear (even though she feels stupid in it cause I mean Arthur looks gorgeous) and he shows her the beauty of the ocean. Like the sea creatures and the reef and it's really beautiful. (Please have them swim under a whale) He speaks with the animals and make sure they behave around her. Just something really fluffy! Thanks! Sorry this was long!

Authors Note: i have actually never gone scuba diving, and i dont know how i would feel about that cause i have asthma and i feel like i would probably have either an asthma attack or panic attack, whichever would come first lol. i love the sea tho, so much. i love the ocean and swimming there like i wish i lived by the beach, everyday i would go! but i feel like these animals, these creatures dont deserve to be treated like how they are. like for example oil spills, this affects not only the marine creatures in the water, but also the birds that fly down in the water to catch their fish. and with plastics that are thrown by humans, the six pack rings get stuck around a marine animals neck, please everyone throw your garbage away. be kind to these animals, because they are so loving and important, and all in all a blessing to this earth. that is why planet earth is so different and unique from any other planet. but thank you for this brilliant idea, and i love the idea of the whale. i had trouble writing this though cause i wanted to put like every sea creature in this story lol hope you all enjoy this and thanks for reading!

“Arthur why do I have to wear this,” you whine to your boyfriend. 

“Y/n we went over this already, if you want to swim more towards the bottom you need to wear the scuba gear. It’s to protect you,” Arthur said as his knees bent a little to talk to you better. “C’mon babe we’re gonna have tons of fun, and plus you’ll be with me!”

You shrugged, “Okay, fine. But only cause I feel like you’re begging me.”

You both stood at the end of the boat you rented. 

“You ready y/n, 1, 2, 3!”

“But like what if we see your fish friends there or worse...Mera,” you mumbled the name under your breath. “Like I’m gonna look stupid with you looking all hot and, and, finesse. I just really want to make a good impression if we do end up running or more like swimming into them.” 

Arthur took a hold of your hand and kissed it. “You are my light y/n, you are my ocean, and nothing in this world would ever change that fact. I question you this though, like how are you still beautiful wearing this? It just makes me fall head over heels in love with you again.”

You smiled all giddy, and through your scuba mask you whispered “I love you fish boy.” You still gripped his hand awaiting the coolness of the ocean water. 

“So lets try this again. 1, 2,”

“3!,” you yelled, hopped in the sea, and took a hold of Arthur with you. 

“Oooh its kinda cold in here. Alright my sexy fish stick, where to?”

Arthur gave you a face with that nickname. “We are going to swim, if you want to, more near my people.”

“Great,” you muttered, thinking about that curvaceous, stunning, Mera. But you sucked it up and told yourself that today was about fun. So enjoy it. “You know what babe, thats sounds great,” you smiled to Arthur.  

Arthur still clutched your hand in his large one and you both swam in the direction to his kingdom. As you both swam closer, a turtle came up to you. You brought your waterproof camera with you and snapped some photos.  

“Aww hey you cutie,” you praised the shelled animal. The turtle was with other turtles and they performed a little show for you. Swimming all around you, eating their food. You loved it, you have always adored these animals. Cherished their beauty and each sea creatures skills. 

“Alright guys, you have showed off enough,” Arthur told the turtles. 

You swam further with him. A puffer fish was enjoying his meal and you snapped a picture of that. You guys wounded up in the home of the jellyfish. It was as if you were in the scene of “Finding Nemo,” where they encounter all the jellyfish. 

“Arthur we can’t go through, they’ll sting us,” you cautioned Arthur. 

Arthur shook his hand and whispered, “nonsense.” He swam more to their height, level. And concentrated on something with his eyes closed. Finally, the jellyfish moved and it was as if Arthur were parting the red sea. The jellyfish created a path for the two of you to swim through. 

“How on earth did you do that,” you gasped.

“With a little talkin to my fish pals.”

You were flabbergasted to say the least. “You are literally the coolest person I know,” you said while swimming through the path. Arthur laughed at your praising. 

As you both swam some more you were greeted by...sharks. You shrieked and swam behind Arthur. 

“Guys you’re scaring her,” Arthur scolded the sharks. The sharks came by you and you hesitantly placed your shaky hand to pet them. You let go of the breath you were holding. 

“Hey this isn’t so bad. I mean they’re not eating me cause of you being here. But this is a once in a lifetime opportunity!” You took a couple of pictures and even took a selfie with the sharks. Your friends totally had to see this! 

After that you were tired of swimming so you crawled on Arthur’s back and rested there. 

“You comfortable sweetheart,” Arthur asked you. You moaned in relaxation and crawled to kiss his shoulder. Then you heard Arthur gasp.

“What,” you questioned.

“Look babe...a whale!”

You quickly came off of Arthur’s back and that is when you saw...the biggest animal. A blue whale! (Blue whales are actually one of my favorite animals, they are so beautiful and just amazing)

“Oh my god, Arthur this animal is gorgeous! I, I , I have no words,” you said in awe. 

Arthur smiled, seeing your reaction, seeing you love something that he loves makes him so happy. “C’mon then,” Arthur said bringing you along, next to the whale. 

“Hellooooo my friiiennnnd,” you said speaking whale like Dory. 

Arthur laughed, and you giggled with him. He saw you were a bit nervous to touch an animal such as this one. The blue whale was so ginormous. 

“It’s okay you can touch her,” Arthur whispered to you. You looked at him then her and placed your hand by her stomach. Your mouth hanged open. This was one of the coolest moments ever!

“This is so incredible,” you squealed a little. “We totally need a photograph of this.” You took a picture of the blue whale alone, then a selfie with the blue whale, you, and Arthur. 

“Come over here y/n, I want to show you something, something you’re gonna love.”

He led you to the underside of the whale. YOU WERE LITERALLY UNDER A HUGE BLUE WHALE!!!!

“Babe what if she squishes us,” you panicked. Arthur assured you with a kiss to your mask. 

“Trust me baby, she knows we’re here. She would never squish us, right?”

The blue whale did her whale noises. You cheered at the noise, “sheeee iiiis sooooo greeeeeeeat!” You totally knocked it out of the park at speaking whale. 

As you and Arthur floated under the whale, Arthur kissed your hands. 

“Thank you for exploring a little of my home,” Arthur said.

You looked at him shocked, “thank you? I should say that to you. Thank you for showing me these animals and the environment. It hurts me so much when I see these animals in pain, or they get hurt because of man kind. Seeing the beauty and the importance of the ocean makes me want to fight for the animals. To help clean the sea, to stand for these creatures. They need to be saved, they deserved to be saved. So thank you Arthur for this amazing day.” “How did I get so lucky to be with someone who loves the ocean just as much as I do, and who is so hardworking? You are just the best person in the world,” Arthur said to you. 

“I ask myself that question too, how did I get so lucky to be with a man like you?”

[ingeniousmindoftune]

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝒢𝒪𝒪𝒟 ℒ𝒪𝒪𝒦ℐ𝒩𝒢 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝒲𝒜𝒯ℰℛ • Dark Romance

This story was written separately from this platform; with proof I’ve written. Do not plagiarize or steal my work. I do have a lawyer on standby and will gladly take your ass to court! DO NOT THINK ABOUT IT.

WARNINGS: dark fic, dark humor, smuts, explicit scenes involving characters, gore and brutality! Do not read if you aren’t into dark romance or lifetime type shit cause baby, this isn’t the book for you.

>>Jason Momoa x blackplus!size!OC.

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Jason Momoa stars as the main character in one of my original fics. It’s been a while since I’ve written on tumblr and wanted to come back with a bang. Jason Momoa is Cyrus Eastwood, a handsome tour guide and naturist. But he’s not just that, he’s also.. a serial killer. And his newest mark is Luna Blair <feel free to change it to your name but this is an original character.> whom was in desperate need of a get away, who escaped the craziness of her home life and booked a nice little cottage off to itself in the woods, I know right? Black woman by her lonesome in the woods? Rare shit!

Prologue…

NEVER TRUST GOOD LOOKING MEN ON THE WATER.

Prologue.

𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜. That was all that Luna could feel during this present time, it was the only emotion she could feel. Luna cried her eyes out, it was becoming impossible for her to drive, her car swerved as she tried to see and avoid the deer in the road. This isn’t safe. She thought to herself. This wasn’t safe at all. She pulled over, getting as close to the edge and away from the road as best as she could, the windshield wipers swayed back and forth, turning off her vehicle, the soft music still played, throwing her head back against the seat, she continued to sob.

Luna was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Just when she thought her life couldn’t get any worse, her grandmother got up and left her, she could still feel the loosened grip as her hand left hers. Luna couldn’t afford the treatments anymore, she was already in debt trying to keep up and give her grandmother the medication that was needed. Bills, bills, and more bills piling up like a game of jenga. What was there to do? She couldn’t even afford to bury her beloved grandmother, she had to cremate her.

Her eyes darted to the urn that held her ashes. Her grandmother had burial insurance but it lapsed, no one could afford to make the payments.

It was just her. Her and her beloved granddaughter, Luna, who she loved more than life. Luna sighed heavily, wiping the tears from her face. She was fine in just that moment, it was like a voice inside her had awoken. Telling her that everything would be okay. And that her grandmother didn’t blame her. “Get it together, Luna.” Turning her car back on, she pulled back onto the highway and proceeded home.

Getting to her grandmother’s house, she stepped out with the urn and parked inside the driveway, taking slow but long footsteps.

She approached the front door and there was a letter taped through the door with big bold red letters that threatened her and shook her. Tears began to fall again. FORECLOSURE NOTICE. Thirty days. Her heart raced. Ripping the paper off the door, she crumbled it up and tossed it on the ground. Attempting to open the door not realizing the big black box taped on the door. Her heart raced. She felt like all the walls was closing in. think. Think. Think. She kept telling herself but she couldn’t. This was becoming too much. Too soon. She sat on the steps feeling faint. “I’m sorry grandma.”

- Several Days later.

“You’re free to go.” The psychologist stepped into the room looking at her.

And did. She had a mental break. She found herself screaming, throwing rocks at the windows, she did everything to make her feel better that night, she remembered getting everything she could out her grandmothers house. She was soon admitted into a psychiatric ward where she was admitted for a seventy-two hour psych-review. But she was just in need of a release. “There’s nothing for me to go back to.” Luna spoke soft.

“I understand that. You lost a lot.” Dr.Brown expressed with deep concern, sitting next to her

Luna eyes directed to hers. “But, that’s not how it’s going to be forever, Luna. I think you just need a get away. You need a few days to clear your head, outside of a place like this. You need nature. You need silence.” Luna shook her head. “Silence is all I hear now, where is the rest?” Dr.Brown rubbed her back in circular motions in an attempt to make her feel more comfortable. “Trust me. Being around nature is the most beautiful part of life. It’s always so healing. The staff and I have put together a love offering to help you through this time and we’ve even booked you some place secluded but safe.”

“Dr.Brown, you do see the color of my skin right?” Luna raised concern.

Dr.Brown laughs. She nods. “I do. Trust me, this stay will give you the answers you need. It’s the same Cabin I stayed in when I was your age. Newly renovated. It belonged to my grandfather.” Luna shook her head, she jumped off the hospital bed, gathering the few things that came with her. She gathered her urn that held her grandmother’s ashes. “I don’t take charity. Thank you for all you all have done.” When she thought of psych-ward. This wasn’t what she had in mind, she had in mind needles, pills, screams and torture. Not this. Dr.Brown shook her head. “Please, Luna.” Luna exhaled sharply, but little did she know.. she would deeply regret the decision to take up on Dr.Brown’s offer and proposal.

That it could very much be the worst decision she could have ever made. Sometimes, wishing for an escape can result in possible death..

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FACTS

No one:

Still no one:

Absolutely no one:

Me: *simping over fictional characters and celebs who will never know of my existence* This is fine.

[butwhyduh]

I’m going to be honest here, I think a lot of the dark fics just come from Henry Cavill playing Superman more that they do from these people having actual fantasies of my boy Kent being like that. As the Clark simp that I am, I have experience going through the dumpster that his “x reader” tag is, and there is A LOT of his (Henry Cavill’s) other characters, and even himself, being written with these themes too. Like -whole masterlists of his characters with 60% non-con/dubious con fics in them- LOT level.

Now, I haven’t watched enough of his other performances to tell if any of his characters gives these vibes but I swear I die every time they push them onto Clark.

I will admit that Henry is hot but why do people want to be hurt by this man so bad? 😭 Genuine question.

That’s so legit. Henry Cavill is hot sure. But I don’t know why they always fantasize him like hurting them. Everything I’ve seen about him seems like a nice guy. I’d rather fantasize that he buys me a car and let’s me pet his dog. 😂

Oddly enough a lot of the same writers that write his stories dark also write Chris Evans and Jason Mamoa and Chris Hemsworth characters as dark too. Like it makes me wonder if it’s a size kink thing. And yep, there will be writers who almost only write non-con for these characters.

Like I don’t judge but it is interesting. Especially when Clark kent gives off the most male wife vibe in the comics. He has the vibe that the only time he gets really competitive is when it comes to making the best brownies at the Smallville charity bake sale and being better with kids than batman is. He has ‘cried on his honeymoon when having sex’ vibe. No way is he (redacted) people.

It makes me want to write him aggressively kind in fics 😂