Marvel & DC x Readers

Dare Ya'-(Killer Croc x reader)

(A/N: I love KC. His growls during the movie were killing me. His voice so deep and manly. I was watching videos of him while writing this and all I can say is, Lord help me.

I've read a KC smut before on Tumblr. I needed holy water afterwards. I know I'm not the only one who loves Killer. You know his growls and voice made our ovaries hurt (You know I'm looking at you, Wifey)

Also Happy Halloween. I don't celebrate it, but still. And be safe trick or treating.

Warning: cursing (duh)

Edited November 1, 2016 at 8:00pm)

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  (Y/N) groans, (Her/His/Their/Unicorn) head banging against the table repeatedly, mumbling "Kill me" over and over under (Her/His/Their/Unicorn) breath. (Y/N) was slowly going insane. (Y/N) was tired of waiting.

The team had just completed a mission and have been waiting for the extraction team to pick them up, Waller telling them they were on the way, but that was 10 hours ago. When the team was two hours later Rick had called Waller, but it was sent to voice mail.

Now the team were currently sitting in an abandoned apartment building across the street from the extraction point, all trying to entertain themselves. Floyd was cleaning his guns, all 25 of them laying on a coffee table in front of him, Chato standing by the window silently watching Rick paces in the middle of the room, and Digger sitting on the floor leaning against a wall.

Killer Croc was sitting on a dirty couch in front of a TV, absentmindedly scratching his claws into the armrest as he stares at the television's cracked, black screen. Harley and (Y/N) were sitting at a table, Harley playing with her nails, giggling at (Y/N). Harley was bored too, but she did somewhat enjoy the quiet down time.

Floyd scowls at the handgun in his hands, getting irritated with Rick's pacing.

"Flag, if you don't stop pacing, Imma shoot you in the foot." Floyd warns, not looking up to see Rick pause and glare at him.

"It's been hours, where the hell are they?" Digger asks taking a sip of his beer he had "brought" from the corner store. Rick shakes his head, going back to pacing again.

"I don't know and Waller won't pick up. Just shut up and let me think."

Digger rolls his eyes, finishing his beer and pulls out another from his pocket. KC growls, a small smirk on his lips.

"I'm gettin' hungry. I need to eat soon 'cause (Y/N) is startin' to look tasty." Everyone freezes and turns to look at Killer with worried eyes, praying he was joking. (Y/N) rolls (Her/His/their/Unicorn) head to the side to look at KC with interest, eyebrows raised.

"Please eat me. Put me out of my misery." KC chuckles, his deep laugh sending a chill down (Y/N)'s spine. (Y/N) liked KC's laugh. Rick rolls his eyes, walking to the door mumbling something about being dramatic under his breath. Rick opens the door, revealing Katana standing guard in the hallway, and turns to give the villains a stern look.

"Katana and I are going to get some food. Stay here. No one leave this building. If one of you leave I will k-"

"Kill us. Blow our heads off. Yeah, we know. Still bad at the whole pep talk thing. Now go and get the food before (Y/N) becomes KC's dinner." Floyd interrupts, pushing Rick out and slamming the door in his face before he could respond. Floyd was hungry and tired, he had no time for all Rick's chit chat.