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Hi I'm Lovergirl!

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What I write:

I write One-Shots, Preferences, Fan Fics, and Blurbs about all my favourite fandoms!!

I write smut, fluff, and mild angst (must have good endings lol)

Who I write:

DC (masterlist soon)

Marvel

Resident Evil

The Pitt

Star Wars

and more!!

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Rachel Roth x fem!reader (also described as having hair)

Type: Blurb, Fluff

330 Words

Summary: When Rachel finds herself unable to control her powers while sleeping, you’re always there to reassure her. 

Warnings: First person POV, mentions of Rachel’s demon side (and father), kissing, name calling (Princess, sweet spot), and overall wholesome content.

Dating a half-demon, half-human superhero sounds like a hard thing to do, when really it's just like any other relationship… minus y’know… the uncontrollably evil demon thing and all.

“Rachel!” I whisper-shout, as a mix of black and purple clouds surround our shared bed like a tornado. She wakes up with a gasp, everything disappearing in a matter of seconds. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” She asks, with a worried look on her face. “No, I was just worried that you were going to hurt yourself.” I reply. She sits up, and rests her hand on her knees. I sit up and hug her from behind. “Tell me what you dreamt up.” I whisper as I press soft kisses in the crook of her neck. “It was about my father. He was trying to turn you into someone like me.” She confessed, reaching her hand back to play with my hair. “You know he can’t come back here.” I reassure. “It's not that simple, I could always accidentally let him out” She admits, furrowing her brows as we make eye contact. “You know we both won't let that happen” I claim, with a mockingly brave attitude. She chuckles as she grabs my jaw, pulling me in for a kiss. We melt into the kiss as we intertwine ourselves. “You’re lucky I have such a soft spot for you.” She jokes. “Whatever you say beautiful” I reply, smiling as I pin her to the bed and lay myself on top of her, full body weight and all. “Try and get some sleep.” She says quietly, caressing my hair as my head rests on her chest, hearing her heart beat for me. “Only if you promise that I’ll always be your soft spot.” I tease. “You already know you’re mine forever.” She teases back. “I love you.” I confess, as my eyes gently close. “I love you too, Princess” She replies, as she lies awake, continuing to caress my hair.

RE9!Leon S. Kennedy x AFAB!Reader (girl is used throughout)

Type: One Shot, Smut

1,305 Words

Summary: When Leon proposes a plan to end this latest feat in Raccoon City, you confess your concerns and how you don't want him to leave you, leading to passionate and raw love-making.

Warnings: Reader’s POV, Age Gap (leon’s 51, reader’s in their 20s), swearing, unprotected sex (don't do this), breast/nipple play, oral sex & fingering (f receiving), penetrative sex, mentions of leon’s age and impossibly good physique, hint of dacryphillia, illusions to squirting, so much cum, hints of soft!dom leon and sub!reader, use of the names sweetie, sweetheart, darling, good girl, baby, and the main one Honey Bun!

“There’s absolutely no fucking way I’m going out there Leon!” You exclaim, pulse rising, panic settling in. “Look [name], I'm not saying that you should come out with me, I just want you to have a say in what happens next.” He replies, sitting next to you on the bench, arm wrapping around your shoulders. “Besides, I’d much prefer you’d stay safe in here rather than get eaten alive by those things.” He jokes. You stare at him, tears threatening to fall to your cheeks. “Leon, I don’t want to be alone.” You confess, tears finally streaming down your face. “Hey- hey, I won’t leave you.” He hushes, pulling you in for a hug. You nudge your face into the crook of his neck, wrapping your arm around his bulky ones. “I won't let anything hurt you.” He quietly confesses. You stare up at him, taking in his angelic features, face to face. He tilts your chin lightly, pulling you in closer as your eyes begin to wander on each other's lips. Next thing you knew, you were kissing. Tongues battling for dominance as both your hands began to wander around each other, getting to know all of your features.

Thanks so much! Theres definitely more coming for Dami in the future.

Damian Wayne x fem!reader

Type: Fluff, (a little bit spicy tho)

781 Words

Summary: You attend a fancy gala at Wayne manor alongside your friend, the heir of the fortune himself.

Warnings: First-person! POV, Swearing, Underage Drinking, reader and Damian are 17, making out, slight illusion of dry humping, and various innuendos towards the end.

Here I stand, at a fancy gala held in the luxurious Wayne manor. Dressed in a silk, all white gown, looking like I am about to be wed. I take another sip of my champagne I’m not allowed to drink, as I sit alone at the open bar. I huff, fidgeting with the jewels on my fingers. “Excuse me Miss.” a voice speaks from behind me. I quickly turn my head, expecting the worst. “Jesus, Damian! What were you doing sneaking up on me like that?” I scold, partially relieved. “Oh please, there’s no one here to doubt about, courtesy of my father.” He replies stoically. “Besides, if there were I would have had their heads clean off by now.” He follows, smirking. “Ha ha” I reply sarcastically. He nudged my shoulder in response. “By the way, I owe you thanks for being my date tonight, my father’s little feigns would have bothered me all night with their spoiled, heiress daughters that I’d have to pretend to like.” He admits. “No problem pretty boy, besides why would I pass on the opportunity of free alcohol.” I reply, sipping my drink. “Darling, you know my father will kill you if he finds out you're drinking, let alone under his roof.” He whispers sternly in my ear. “Fine, I’ll stop, but you gotta relax a little, you’re being too serious.” I reply, grabbing his hand to steady myself off the tall barstool. “I’m always serious.” He replies. “I know. It’s a problem.” I joke. I wrap my arm around his and we walk off into the crowd.

“Honestly, I think the only way we can fix Gotham, is to reevaluate the people running it” The man says, inciting a nod of approval from the small group in the conversation. Damian soon comes and grabs my hand firmly. “Do you mind if I borrow [name] for a second?” He intervenes, to which the others nod. He firmly wraps his arm around my waist and begins to hurriedly walk us away from the crowd. “Damian, what has gotten into you?” I question, trying to read the look on his face. “I couldn’t take that anymore, so many arrogant people engaging in thoughtless small talk, It was boring me to death.” He admits. “I thought I was the only one.” I reply, nudging his shoulder lightly. “Shall we?” He asks, putting out his hand. I grasp it and he takes me upstairs to his bedroom.

As he shuts the door, I trample onto his bed, taking off the painful heels that we’re giving me blisters all night long. I sigh in relief, as Damian chuckles in response. “You know you could’ve just said you were uncomfortable and I would’ve taken you up here way sooner.” He quips. “Damian, to be a woman is to constantly feel pain.” I tease. “Well it shouldn’t have to be that way. He trails off to himself. I rest my tired body onto his, bringing him down onto the mattress. He carefully caresses my hair, almost too carefully. I move my head up to face him, an unreadable expression plastered on his face. “What’s wrong?” I whisper. He just stares at me, the tension rising at unbearable levels. He grabs the side of my face and pulls me into him. Our lips crash together passionately, as we begin to explore each other with both of our hands. He groans into the kiss, opening his mouth slightly, I follow. Our mouths fit together like the perfect puzzle piece, neither one of us can move as we seem to melt into each other. Our tongues move together sensually, making both our bodies twitch in excitement. I quickly pull my mouth away to breathe. In return, Damian sucks the delicate skin on my neck, earning me to softly moan. He pulls my legs over his hips, making me straddle him perfectly. He begins to rut up against me, earning us both to moan at the friction. “Damian, Sir? Master Wayne noticed your- OH MY!” “Pennyworth!” He exclaims, eyes wide. My cheeks grow red, realizing we’ve just been caught by none other than Alfred, the one and only Wayne family butler. “I’m so sorry Master Damian, I-I’ll leave you two to it.” Alfred stutters, covering his eyes as he walks out the door, shutting it behind him. “Fuck” Damian sighs. Alfred slowly opens the door a few inches and tosses a few condoms onto the floor, slamming it shut once more. I can’t even hold back the laughter that arises as Damian embarrassingly covers his face. “Well at least we’re prepared.” I joke. “Shut up” He grits through his teeth as I continue to laugh.

Rogue x fem!mutant!reader

Type: Blurb (Fluff, slight Angst)

381 words

Summary: Rogue brings up a constant factor of your relationship that effects your bond, however things change when you reassure her you've found a way.

Warnings: mention of "making love", passionate kissing, neck and jaw kissing, and non sexual groping(???)

"[Name]-" Rogue says with a sadness in her voice. I sat up and faced her. She had tears trickling down her cheeks. "What's wrong?" I ask, not wanting to see the woman I love upset. "I wish I could touch you." She cried, taking my hands in her cloth-covered ones. "But you can..." I reassured her. "I can't make skin to skin contact with you." She followed. "I can't kiss you, I can't feel you, I can't make love to you-" "You can." I interrupt. "What do you mean?" She asks, finally understanding what I mean. "The Professor- he found out that with my powers, I can block your abilities." I reply with a smile. "WHEN DID YOU FIND THIS OUT?" She asks, clearly shocked. "Just last week... I've been trying to find out the best way to tell you, to make it the best I can." I reveal. "Oh, Sugar! You already know just me hearing that is enough!" She exclaims, pulling me into her arms. 

I grab her jaw, steadying her face, I lean in for the first time for a passionate kiss. It felt like all the stars finally collided. I felt all those pent up feelings pour through our bodies like it was their destiny. Finally feeling the touch I so longingly craved.

"Woah..." Rogue whispers as we pull back for air. I giggle in response. She pulls me back in, this time for a passionate kiss, much more intense then the last. I began to feel my ears burn up as our tongues battle for dominance. I pull away to catch my breath, going towards her neck and passionately kissing her sweet spot. She sighs, her nails gently scratching my scalp. I pull away as she begins to kiss my jaw. She takes off her gloves, bringing her bare hands to touch my face, slowly moving her hands down to feel all of my body- my shoulders, my back, my breasts, my waist, my hips. 

At last, I feel the electric shock through her soft skin caressing me. 

At last, I finally feel the way our bodies, our souls, were meant to connect.