Marvel and Disney Women X Male Reader

Lady Bullseye (Earth-1226) X Male Reader

Lady Bullseye, sitting alone at a party for a wealthy couple's anniversary, groaned as she took a sip of water, watching the guests laugh, chat, and dance together. It was infuriating yet at the same time, it made her feel more alone. Of course, even if everyone knew of her identity as Japan's most notorious assassins, who in their right mind would take one look at her and not think twice about trying to hit on her. The only thing pleasurable about this party was the beverages and cuisine, and she was getting bored fast, she'd rather be out torturing and then killing the unlucky person who had a bounty on him. In fact she felt so bored she felt like luring away the next person she saw and torturing them just for the hell of it. But for some reason right now she didn't even feel the need to mutilate someone.

She felt like getting laid.

"Ma'am?"
Her eyes shot up in surprise, looking up and seeing a young white man standing by her table. Then she noticed his appearance, he was wearing a waiter uniform. A foreigner working abroad in Japan? That's usually not something she would see everyday. She's killed foreigners before, but being an Asian country they're as such minorities here. She never kept up with her body count, mostly because a lot of her kills are people who were minor inconveniences to her, but if she had to guess she would say she's at least killed 7 people who were of non-Asian descent.
"Uh...Konichiwa"
The man spoke, saying a greeting in Japanese.
She gave him a glare
"Don't worry, I speak English."
The man flinched in surprise and chuckled in slight embarrassment.
"Sorry."
You gave her a slight bow
"I just came by to ask if you wanted a refill in your drink, miss?"
You asked with a gallon of water
She looked down, noticing that her glass was near empty and shrugged.
"Sure."
She raised her glass gesturing for you pour in more, and you did. The assassin smirked, admiring your manners and kind gestures, even so much that she decided to make conversation.
"So, where are you from?"
She asked
"Oh I'm originally from the U.S. I moved 3 years ago. Now I guess I'm from Tokyo."
You said
"How do you like it here?"
She asked
"It's great, actually. The people are quiet but they're pretty friendly and respectful, and the food here is to die for!"
You said, getting a slight chuckle from the woman.
"What's your favorite dish, if you don't mind me asking."
"Sushimi. 10/10. I've always loved fish."
You said
The woman stood up straight, and crossed her legs
"Maki."
She said
"Oh! Y/N. Nice to meet you."
You said
"Hm. You know? speaking of dishes, is MY sushimi close to being ready?"
She asked, raising an eyebrow and swaying her glass around the ice clicking against the inside.
"Because it's funny you say that, You didn't happen to eat it, did you?"
You laughed
"Oh, no way! I don't like it THAT much! In fact, I do believe it should ready right about now, allow me to go and check, BRB !"
You said before leaving her to her thoughts.
What an adorable man, she thought.
She figured, she came all this way amidst the several things that pissed her off on the way, why not?
Might as well be the one decent gentleman she just met a minute ago who gets to be lucky enough to be in bed with Lady Bullseye.
Before she could get up she heard someone yelling in the back.
"Hey, I said wine, not whiskey!"
Ugh, how annoying.
"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, I'll go and-"
She smacked you across the face, the slap was so quick and unexpected you lost your grip on the tray you were holding along with the glass bottles that it held, falling and breaking onto the floor staining the carpet as you were almost knocked off balance, leaning against a table. At first some people were alarmed, but laughed and quickly returned to their activities, almost everyone was so damn drunk or high.
"Stupid white man! I'll be-"
Maki grabbed the woman's wrist, gripping it tightly.
"Just leaving, and never coming back. Isn't that what you were going to say, hon?"
She asked with a threatening glare.
The woman became embarrassed and more frustrated, jerking her hand away after she let it go and stomped away, muttering something in Japanese.
The woman pulled you up by your hand