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zarla-s · 1 month

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I was cleaning up some broken links on my old silly Pokemon fansite, the Neglected Pokemon Lovers Unite (NPLU), and I realized that it has now been open for 25 years. TWENTY. FIVE. YEARS. That is an ASTONISHING amount of time for a site to stay open! Even if the last substantial update was like back in 2009 lol. The world around it has changed so much, but I think it's still valuable as a time capsule of a certain time on the internet. I wrote up a new essay about it on the site and did some general clean-up here and there.

Anyway to that end, since so much of the fic and art there is so old, I decided to compare Radic's oldest form to his newest! Radic was always a human boy but I just couldn't draw humans at the time so I made him a furry lol. Eventually I figured it out.

I also thought it'd be a neat challenge to mimic my own style back when it was really wonky and bad. And it was! It was kind of fun actually. I don't have too many shots of Radic from back then (it was hard to get art on the internet in the late 90's-early 00's), but I do have a few - hugging Kitsune, two old kiribans if you want to compare. I had a lot more old shots of Parasects though to reference unsurprisingly, they were very triangular lol. I think I did a pretty good job of matching what my art used to look like. I had a clear see-through Gameboy back in the day if you can't tell what Radic is holding lol.

("Isn't Radic the faceless avatar of your gamer self as depicted in Handplates-" yes, but Pokemon!Radic is the only one that actually became his own character, all the rest are shells)

If you do go poking around the NPLU, please keep in mind that almost everything there is very old and most of the fic and art is pretty bad (and shockingly violent). Plz do not judge me! My younger self was a cringey weeb but she was trying very hard. :<

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#pokemon #z art #radic #callima #parasect #man i haven't drawn a parasect in ages i forgot how fun it is #my crabshroom babies #i always get tempted to just delete all the links to my old art but people always tell me not to #they like seeing it?? which always baffles me but i'm trying to accept that there's something worthwhile about them lol #radic is blind so he's not using the switch he's just holding it #maybe for red? idk #there was this odd stretch where i was using dot eyes #then switched to big anime eyes #then smaller anime eyes #then back to dots again #time is a circle...#i also used to use ^_^ CONSTANTLY #thus the ^_^ by old radic there #i've seen a lot of old web trends get revived but not hit awards/kiribans #for some reason #hit counters sure webring sure affiliates sure awards and adoptables sure #but celebratory things for reaching a hit marker? haven't seen a lot of those lately

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hideousvampire · 1 month

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johnny is the happiest guy alive

#the karate kid #tkk #lawrusso #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #johnny is about to jump off a cliff #johnny starts foaming at the mouth in anger #for some odd reason daniel has a crush on everyone i guess #little does johnny know daniel was talking about him #spreading the johnny marine life enjoyer agenda (PROJECTING)#lawrusso queer agenda #yaaay #their little pen names are so stupid

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ryuubff · 3 months

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band room practice (oblivious yearning edition)

hes slowly getting there !!!!!!!!!!! really..... slowly........!! but it's something !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this happens like a little bit after the frog comic thing . they're friends but also not really? they can't really get a gauge on each other just yet

close ups below the cut :3

they're just two puppies....

don't forget the kitty !!!!!!!!!!

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saturdaysky · 6 months

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i don't think i am ever going to be over those complicated wizards, you guys

#and i like it that way #i don't think any ship has ever been more perfectly tailored to my interests and tastes than shadowgast #i don't DO long-term interests so this is an odd but welcome feeling #after finishing some capitalism i am opening CSP for wizard art reasons. i simply must

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whimsyprinx · 11 months

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I feel like now is a good time to announce that I’m in the process of moving blogs! Im doing so for a few reasons, the main one being paranoia, so for that reason I won’t be saying my new urls publicly so like please dm me if you’d like my new url so you can follow me there! I’ll be reblogging this post a lot so ppl can see it (so sorry if you get annoyed by that)!

I’m also remaking my discord account as well so if we’re friends on there then feel free to message me for my new username!

friends and mutuals please do reblog so shared friends/mutuals have a higher chance seeing it!

#whimsy whispers #I’m just like ahdjfjjg #I’ve been considering remaking blogs for a few years now (as some of you may know) and like simply changing urls isn’t enough #no matter how many times I chnage urls the paranoia won’t go away and I think that starting a new blog is the best choice #idk what to do if my newest blog gets found by the ppl I’m paranoid about like idk the odds of that are low (I hope) alas I’m still anxious #about it #for some slight context: I’ve had several people now pop up in my life pretending to be other people/several people and while I’ve blocked #then on every social media account I interacted with them in im still paranoid about them lurking #and then like there’s other reasons to remake as well #I’m tired of this blog like I love it it’s been fun but I think starting over will be nice #tbh this is the longest I’ve had a blog without remaking I usually remake accounts every so often #I don’t intend to remake my next blog like at all but like agdhjfjg I have a habit of getting bored of accounts and staring over (usually #this applies to art accounts like y’all wouldn’t believe how many deviantart accounts I’ve had)#uhhhh idk I’ve been rambling for too long #I have this in drafts rn but you should be seeing this post soon

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cleolinda · 6 months

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The happenings, Tumblr edition

Obviously I am not happy about the prospect of Tumblr going into sunset "guess we'll just let it die" mode (or possibly "Let's sell it to fuck knows who!!"), if that is indeed what is happening. My clinical anxiety needs a lot of things. This is not one of them.

I've been using Tumblr as my primary hangout for pretty much exactly a year now. I am tired of watching platforms enshittify and crumble. Why does this keep happening to us. I am weary.

At the same time, yeah, Twitter is dogshit now, but a year after it got taken over, it is there still. There were some problems on Reddit, but it's thoroughly still there. There was time to figure out some migration for all the good it did.

I worked on essay-type posts and recaps all this year to figure out approximately how many spoons I have and how much I can expect to post a month, before I actually got the Patreon running in October. A solid 1-2 Long Posts a month, it seems like, and maybe more frequently if I do shorter posts. And Tumblr has great opportunities to just keep reblogging and sharing things, sometimes adding comments, so I feel like I'm active even when I'm stuck trying to finish a post of my own.

So now, fuck me, I guess

So I have the Patreon as a way to say, hey, I'm here no matter what else happens, sign up for the ~*free*~ weekend linkspam/check-in, here's what I posted wherever this week, I'll put up some early or extra stuff if you'd like to upgrade to a fancy tier someday. It is truly most important to me for people to just know where I am; you don't have to commit to the $1 or $5 tiers.

But I also want a way to post my writing publicly, so people can, you know, see it. So I'm gonna start mirroring my own longer posts on Dreamwidth, I guess. That's the place I know to go back to.

Hopefully Dreamwidth does not go also down in flames!!!!

I've started archiving some of my work (also from LJ and Twitter) as PDFs in Dropbox. Mostly as a safeguard for myself, but I'll make it a public link on the Patreon.

I would really like to keep up with where people are going, what sites people are going to try to migrate to next, and I'll pass that info on as I get it.

All that said, I think most of us will stay on Tumblr as long as we can, if only for the very unique shoot-the-shit culture it has. Like, people aren't leaving it so much as preparing for the future.

#tumblr #the happenings #me for some reason #odds and ends

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total-drama-brainrot · 10 days

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When my cat is misbehaving, I threaten to give her hugs and kisses, until she runs and hides, so... TD Noah AU, where the ONLY thing that can truly scare Noah is getting hugged, kissed and shown affection in public... When Noah tries to skip the dodgeball challenge, Owen (his best friend) playfully threatens to cuddle Noah on the sidelines, unless Noah helps the team... Noah quickly agrees to help with a grumpy blush on his face... Alejandro thinks that this fact is hilarious! 😸

I can see this. Noah's got a reputation to uphold, after all. A reputation of being an insufferable know-it-all asshole, sure, but it's a reputation none the less. Letting people know that he likes being hugged? Mortifying. His worst fear- it goes against His Brand™.

Him being afraid of PDA, platonic romantic or otherwise, is a pretty funny idea when you consider the fact that his best friend Owen is more-or-less infamous for dragging people into his arms at the drop of a dime. He lives under the constant threat of an Owen-brand hug attack, anywhere, anytime, and that fact terrifies him.

Actually, in this scenario, I think Owen would be a little more conservative with his clinginess concerning Noah - he's not that inconsiderate, and he'd know that Noah's not a fan of public affection (but secretly just as much of a hugger as he is). Not that he's be any less tactile, he'd just be quicker to apologise for unthinkingly showing his best buddy his affections.

To bring it back to the Dodgebrawl episode:

By this point in the series, Noah and Owen have shared a cabin for (assumedly) six nights and had around a week to build their friendship. They're not as close as they are in World Tour, but that's more than enough time for Noah to know about Owen's cuddliness and, in turn, for Owen to know about Noah's physical evasiveness.

But, at this point I think Owen would be under the impression that Noah's entirely touch averse as opposed to just PDA averse. It's during this challenge that his initial assumption starts to shift towards the truth.

Owen notices that Noah's refusal to participate is getting him some negative attention from the rest of the team, and in a moment of quick thinking volunteers himself as the next person to sit out before Noah can make his "keeners" comment. Noah's a little ticked off by this, and tries to argue that Owen would be a more useful team member then him, but Owen comments something about Noah needing to get some team spirit via "motivational hugs" (or something along those lines) and suddenly Noah is very much okay with not going anywhere near Owen or the benches.

Curiously, Owen notices, Noah hesitates at his offer for a hug. For a moment he looked almost considerate, before his face flushes with embarrassment (which he staunchly denies afterwards, since Noah's adamant that he doesn't get embarrassed) and he vehemently denies needing one, quickly resigning himself to actually helping the team instead. It's just enough to get the cogs turning in Owen's mind; apparently, hugs work as negative reinforcement for Noah.

Owen's more than happy to abuse this fact to prompt Noah into actually trying during challenges. Talent show? Owen subtly threatens to hug Noah unless he, at the very least, tries to showcase a talent. Phobia Factor? Owen offers moral support via affection to motivate Noah into facing his phobia (whatever it may be) and the threat of being publicly coddled is enough to have Noah disregard his fear entirely and complete the challenge. Ect ect.

Owen has his suspicions, but things aren't cleared up for him until after Island is over and done with. Wherein Owen confronts Noah about the quirk he's pick up on, and Noah- now reassured that his every action isn't being recorded and potentially broadcast for the world to see- admits that he actually kind of likes being hugged, but doesn't like public displays of affection. It's a secret he'd only share with his best friend. So Owen promises to keep quiet about it (which as we all know isn't something Owen's very good at, but he tries his best) and resolves to save the majority of his tactile-ness for when they're in private.

Leading to World Tour, where Owen utilises this same trick he used in Island to have Noah pull his weight on the team. Like he's a border collie wrangling the world's grumpiest sheep.

Alejandro's quick to pick up on this repeated exchange, and quicker to connect the dots. Somehow, the threat of affection seems to motivate their laziest team mate into picking up his slack; of course he too takes advantage of this fact.

Noah, understandably, is pretty pissed off that two of his team members are now using his completely rational aversion towards PDA against him, and eventually snaps.

If it's Owen who tests his last line of patience, Noah would be a little more considerate in his confrontation. He'd ask why Owen's so intent on trying to smother him to death with hugs (especially when he knows that Noah doesn't like the public aspect of it), to which Owen would sheepishly answer that, whilst he's always been a pretty physically affectionate guy, he's also been using the threat of cuddles to motivate Noah into trying his best. Noah would be torn between being genuinely impressed by Owen's cunning and absolutely mortified that he's been playing into his best friend's scheme for so long. And Owen would reassure him that there's nothing for him to be embarrassed about and that he knows that Noah's "afraid of PDA" and Noah would outright deny that accusation because he's not afraid of PDA, that's absurd, he's just reasonably against it.

To which Owen would challenge him into proving he's not afraid, because he's a little shit who's intentionally tricking his best friend into giving him a goddamn hug. Which works, of course, since Noah's pretty prideful and wouldn't take an attack against his ego sitting down (which is something we see in his boy kissing denials in Haute Camp-ture), so Noah ends up being the one to initiate a hug with his chubby buddy. And Owen takes the opportunity to literally smother him in affection, and Noah quickly forgets his hesitance in his enjoyment of Owen-brand cuddles, at least until someone else walks in on the display and comments on the novelty of Noah actually letting someone else touch him.

The scene can play out however you want from there.

If it's Alejandro who breaks Noah's last straw the confrontation would be a little less cordial , Since Noah and Owen already have an understanding between them, whilst Alejandro just sort of jumped on the band wagon as he saw fit. Noah wouldn't appreciate the sudden change in behaviour and he's sharp enough to know exactly what Alejandro's playing at too- that is, using Noah's obvious aversion to PDA against him. It's a coin toss as to whether Noah figures out that both Owen and Alejandro are playing him, or if he just thinks that Alejandro is being a dick for the sake of, well, being a dick.

In this scenario, I imagine Noah either recoiling away from Alejandro trying to do something that just pushes the boundary between casual and overly friendly, like a one-armed hug or trying to hold his hand, and/or outright punching him away. Because he's not about that energy, and Alejandro's been testing both his boundaries and his patience for far too long.

So Noah would put his foot down, demanding to know why Alejandro keeps being so tactile with him. And Alejandro would in turn explain that he's just a touchy person, since he's shown a tendency for such in his many flirting attempts, and Noah would immediately call his bullshit because he knows that Alejandro only ever gets up close and personal with other people when he's trying to seduce them and- wait.

Is Alejandro trying to seduce him?

To which Alejandro immediately denies, because that really wasn't his intention at all, he was just utilizing Noah's avoidance towards physical touch to motivate him into being a better teammate- and he's just admitted his (and Owen's) whole scheme to the guy himself. As a result Noah is even more upset; not only is Alejandro making him uncomfortable, but he's knowingly doing so. As a strategy for the competition they're in.

Again, a small part of him is astounded by the play, but for the most part Noah's just incredibly pissed off. Alejandro tries to mitigate the situation by turning the absurdity on it back at Noah; why is he so against something as negligible as human contact? His prickliness is a detriment to himself and their team, Alejandro's simply doing him a favour by getting him accustomed to others' proximity. Is Noah really that scared of a hug?

And again, it plays out like the Owen situation where Noah denies being scared at all, because he's far too prideful for his own good, and Alejandro challenges him into letting himself be held and not punching him again because Alejandro is also too prideful for his own good and sees Noah's constant rejection of him as a direct insult to his charm.

Cue a scene where Noah irately subjects himself to actually hugging Alejandro as petulantly as possible, only for his secret love of physical affection to get the better of him.

Alejandro is surprised, to say the least, when the stiff and uncooperative form of Noah seems to melt in his arms after a few moments of their spite-fuelled hug. Thus Alejandro becomes the next victim of the Noahla Bear- a creature hellbent on trapping others in his vice-like embrace.

(And as a treat, maybe add in some touch-starved Alejandro here? Who's torn between the internal battle of "I should be doing something productive with this free time, not letting the resident twink cuddle me to death" and "yeah, but have you considered the fact that you've never felt this safe and secure in someone else's arms since you weren't held as a child?")

#lots of hugging happening in my inbox for some reason #odd but i guess it's cute so i'm not complaining #anon's so right about noah being a grumpy cat who runs away at the first sign of affection #kin assigning Miette to noah so i can make characters kick him like the football #total drama #td noah #td owen #td alejandro #nowen #alenoah #others' ideas #replies #kinda drafty in here (posts from the drafts)

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tervaneula · 1 year

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Michelangelo coming in with the big guns for @threestripeslider <3

@rottmntpeepawpolls

#i'm cryin this makes me so happy for some reason #nqk mikey propaganda #peepaw multiverse #odd man out #omo #not quite kintsugi #nqk #tervdraws #rottmnt fanart #future leonardo #future leo #future michelangelo #future mikey #peepaw polls #to have everything in one place:#nqk leo propaganda

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xmoonlitxdreamx · 23 days

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Idk why i drew this on paper, it wouldve been easier digitally where i could cut and paste the panels... 😑 (not that this took me long to draw anyway)

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#ive said this before but integral to my junk n hog hcs is that their heist spree involved them doing a million odd jobs around the world.#for some reason.#art #fan art #ovw #overwatch #junkrat #jamison fawkes #roadhog #mako rutledge #roadrat #sure whatever #comic

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daenerysies · 1 month

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“alicent making homophobic remarks the night of laena’s funeral isn’t cool considering laenor was shown to be heavily grieving his sister and didn’t deserve to be attacked during it (not to mention it was an obvious ploy on alicent’s part to divert attention from her committing literal treason).”

“b-bUT WHAT ABOUT DAEMON AND RHAENYRA FUCKING-“

i’m not gonna lie i don’t particularly care that they had sex that night. was it disrespectful? for sure. did it harm anyone for them to do it? it, in fact, did not. two consenting adults having sex away from prying eyes and keeping to themselves < an entitled boy purposely calling a girl at her mother’s funeral (whom he had never interacted with before) a pig and ridiculing her grief. laena’s storyline was cut short because the writers decided she wasn’t important enough to make into a proper character that isn’t at the mercy of other characters (it’s something i’m forever going to be salty about, daemon and rhaenyra loved her with all their hearts and were absolutely devastated when she passed) but out of those two scenarios who do you think she would be more upset with?

the people who bring this up in retaliation cannot handle alicent taking any criticism whatsoever. in all honesty i wouldn’t even care if her fans would just say ‘yeah, it was shitty. don’t really care though.’ it would at least save me the time of reading think piece after think piece on why alicent deserved to get her lick back against rhaenyra for her lot in life (caused by otto and viserys) by focusing on her pain rather than her son’s. these are the same people who try to claim that most of rhaenyra’s children and step children secretly hate her, due to wanting ‘complex and nuanced relationships’ to occur (they actually also can’t handle that rhaenyra was a great mom all around to all of her kids, and that maybe they need to be focusing those feelings on the green kids with their parents instead). let’s be serious for just one moment: it makes more sense that the children who were neglected by one parent and abused by the other having complicated familial feelings than children who were (for the most part) raised in a relatively stable and loving environment.

#house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #pro team black #anti team green #anti team green stans #anti alicent hightower #the ‘relatively stable’ environment comment is bc of alicent and criston’s abuse against the velaryon boys #i blame the writers entirely for these shit takes #‘the conqueror trio secretly hated each other’#‘the team black kids secretly hate each other’#‘all of rhaenyra’s kids secretly hated her’#sounds like an allergy to let anyone you dislike have healthy family dynamics #have you all ever thought that maybe the kids who have horrible parents secretly hate each other?#be so fr you want the greens to be a happy-go-lucky #striving to beat the odds family #when that’s literally daemyra’s blended family #CANONICALLY #their parallel’s are the starks for a reason #i’m fine with people saying that maybe there’s some resentment building up but outright hate?#delusional #all of rhaenyra’s kids were willing to fight and die for their family #can the greens say the same?

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punchliiine · 1 month

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today is my birthday and idk why but i cant fucking shift to my dr and celebrate it with the people i love fucking most and im so fucking frustrated i just wanna cry :'/

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frosty-tian · 2 months

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Silly old phone doodle of Gram and his tiny babu.

Plus the opposite end of the spectrum.

#rescue bots #transformers rescue bots #transformers #maccadam #graham burns #rb graham #oaken burns (oc)#tf oc #tfrb oc #rescue bots oc #unsanitary tw #unsanitary cw #(just in case)#digital #my doodle #shaking like a chihuahua at work for some odd reason #so damn nervous #thank goodness my coworkers are understanding

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fettuccin-e · 1 year

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I can’t stop thinking about Steven and Marc in oversized jumpers and how cozy they look (even tho they’re in a crisis at the time 😅) so requesting a nsfw fic about one/all of the moon boys finding the reader wearing their clothes and it does something to them

hi anon omg this request is so old and i am so sorry that I'm just getting to this!! this is so fun and YES the way marc spector would go fuckin FERAL over his S/O smelling like him,, like he's so possessive i love him sm!! i hope the smut makes up for my lateness. love u!!!

A Soft Ray of Sunlight

Tags: Marc Spector x Reader, fem!reader, unprotected piv (pls wrap it up irl, fuck them kids), kitchen sex lol, really light spit kink, possessive!Marc (w/c: 1.7K)

You’re in the kitchen when he sees you from the hallway, cooking dinner and humming to yourself as you swirl a sauce around in a pan.

Marc is used to you wearing Steven’s jumpers; you always claim that Steven always manages to find the softest ones, even though you have several others just like them.

But this one, the jumper adorning your pretty body, the bottom of it just brushing the tops of your thighs, it’s his. Marc’s. It’s one he’s had for years, the cuffs of the sleeves starting to fray and a coffee stain on the side that he can’t manage to get out. You’re always beautiful, and that sweater looks better on you than it’s ever looked on him.

And it’s all you’re wearing.

The sweater is big on you, but definitely not big enough to only be worn with panties, which is exactly what you’re doing. If you were to bend over, god, Marc would see everything.

His legs move of their own accord, the pull of you like gravity, endlessly drawing him in. His hands slide gently over your waist when he reaches you, and you jump slightly, pulled out of your reverie.

“Shit, Marc, you scared me,” you giggle, leaning your head back against his chest. His strong arms curl around your middle, melding you to him as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

“Sorry, baby,” he murmurs, but he doesn’t sound sorry at all.

“No you’re not,” you whisper, turning in his arms to press your chest against his and kiss him softly. “You are a terrible liar, Marc Spector.”

He moans softly into your mouth, clutching at your hips. Has this sweater always been this soft? It doesn’t feel nearly as good on him as it does on your skin, smelling like a mixture of you and him, intoxicating him. He never wants to wash it again, wants to keep it smelling like you forever.

You smile into his mouth. “Something got you worked up, babe?”

Marc groans again, head swimming with your taste, your smell, the feel of you under his fingers. “You just,” he rasps, pressing kisses to your mouth between words, “God, you’re so pretty, baby. When- when did you take this sweater?”

You make a noise of understanding. “This morning, fresh out of the dryer. Just looked too comfy to fold.” You lean away from his mouth, chuckling when he whines softly. “Why? Do you want it back?” You know he doesn’t, but you still like to see him squirm.

You’re one of the few people in this world to break down Marc Spector’s stoic nature, and you’ve never been known to use your powers over him for strictly good things. Getting him desperate is just too fun.

“Please no,” he mutters, moving from your mouth to pepper kisses down your jaw and neck. “You look way better in it than I do.”

“Not possible,” you whisper, winding your hands into his hair to tug him back to your mouth. You can feel the outline of his cock through his sweatpants, pressing into your hip. You untangle a hand from his hair to palm the bulge, relishing in the wet gasp that rips out of Marc’s throat. “Happy to see me, Spector?”

“When you look like this, how could I not be?”

You lick feverishly into Marc’s mouth as he walks you backward, crowding you into the kitchen counter. His thick fingers dig into your hips, likely going to leave light bruises. “You know,” you whisper, pulling away from his mouth to drag a finger down his chest, teasing. “I’m still wet from last night.”

Marc chokes on a breath. “Yeah?”

“Mhm. Not to mention that I’m soaked whenever I see you.” You watch Marc’s mouth drop open a little bit, his pupils blown wide with arousal. “But you boys fucked me so good last night. I’m still dripping,” you lean in further, your lips brushing against his ear, “gaping for you.”

Marc groans loud, the sound ripped violently from his chest. He leans down, grabbing the backs of your thighs in his big hands to lift you until you’re sitting on the counter, your legs rising to wrap around his waist. “God, baby,” he mutters. “You wanna kill me?”

“Not kill you, just drive you crazy.”

“Mission fucking accomplished, sweetheart.” He licks into your mouth all over again, pressing himself into you. The position is perfect; from this height, his cock presses so perfectly against your pussy, the both of you only separated by your pesky clothing.

You whine into him, your hands moving down to push at his sweatpants till they’re around his thighs, freeing his aching cock. You wrap your hand around him to give him a long stroke, and he breaks from your lips to gasp, his eyes clenched shut.

“You gonna fuck me, Marc?” you murmur, pumping him slowly. “Make me drip even more?”

“Can I, baby?” he whines, and you answer him by licking into his mouth all over again, letting go of his cock to reach down and pull your panties down your hips. Marc grabs them as you work them down the fat of your thighs, tugging them roughly over your knees and letting them fall carelessly to the floor.

Then you both are colliding, an endless pull between you, never close enough. You grab at Marc’s cock again, sticky and throbbing, guiding the tip of him to your entrance. You weren’t lying; your boys had all come out to fuck within an inch of your life just the night before, leaving you still gaping and still leaking their cum. Used.

Marc has an iron-clad grip on your thighs, holding you steady as he presses in, reaching so deep it’s like you can feel him in your fucking stomach, knocking the breath out of your lungs. “Marc, Marc,” you whine, tucking your face into the crook of his neck and digging your nails into his broad back.

“Shit, baby.” He pulls out just a bit before rutting back in, and you choke on a moan. “You’re so fucking tight. How are you still,” he ruts into you again, and again, “so fucking tight?”

You can barely acknowledge his words, your brows furrowed as you concentrate on the stretch of him in your cunt, mumbling “s’big, Marc. So fucking big in me, gonna break me apart baby.”

An almost pained sound erupts from Marc’s throat, and suddenly he’s fucking into you like a man possessed, one hand traveling to the small of your back, snaking under the sweater to get to your heated skin, while the other travels up into your hair. He grabs a handful of it in a fist and yanks your head back from his neck, forcing you to look into his face, and fuck, Marc looks like an animal. His cheeks are flushed, his hair mussed, and his pupils are blown wide, intoxicated by the feel of you.

You can’t imagine how you must look, little grunts escaping your throat with every one of Marc’s thrusts into your needy pussy, your eyes shiny with tears. It’s so good, the stretch of his heavy cock, bullying into you just right. And then Marc shifts his hips just barely.

You shout wetly, jerking so hard you would have fallen off the table if not for Marc’s strong body pressed against yours, his hand pressed firm against your back. And he has the audacity to chuckle, like the bastard he is.

“Oh baby,” he coos, fucking into you hard at the very same angle, and your thighs are trembling, overwhelmed tears rolling down your cheeks. “That's the spot, pretty girl? Feeling good?”

You barely have the words to describe how amazing he feels, his fat cock pushing hard against your g-spot, unrelenting. “It’s so, it’s so good, Marc. Oh god, oh my fucking god.”

“Shit, taking it so good. So goddamn beautiful like this.” Your body bounces with every one of his thrusts, the hand he has in your hair keeping you from bumping your head into the cupboard behind you. He tugs your face towards him.

“Open.”

Your mouth drops open, almost unconsciously, and Marc spits into your sticky mouth. He groans like he’s dying when you swallow, unthinking and so fucking dumb on his cock that it’s got him lightheaded.

“Good girl,” he groans, and you whine in the back of your throat at the praise. Every thrust into your sensitive pussy feels like lightning rocketing up your spine, and your legs raise higher around Marc’s hips, your heels digging into his ass, urging him in again and again.

“Gonna cum, gonna fucking cum, Marc,” you whisper, your throat tight and achy. “Please, please, please,” you don’t really know what you’re begging for, not really, but Marc answers your pleas anyway.

“Right behind you baby, c’mon, c’mon,” Marc grunts, rutting into you feverishly. “Gotta feel this pretty pussy make a mess around my cock.”

You press yourself into his neck again as you cum, wetting his shoulder with tears as you gasp wetly, your body shuddering uncontrollably. Marc is murmuring little praises into your hair as he finally presses his hips as far as he can go, cock pulsing and filling you with his cum. “So good, baby, y’did so good for me. Looking so pretty for me, sweetheart, how did I manage to land you?”

You answer him with a chaste kiss, tilting your head up from his neck to meet his lips. You cling to each other, unwilling to let go while you will your heartbeats to beat slower, in time with one another.

Marc thinks that he could bask in this moment forever, with you in his arms, warm and soft against him. He hasn’t had a lot of softness in his life. Maybe you’re the softest thing in the world.

Then you giggle softly under his chin, and it sounds like sunlight. He tilts his head down to meet your eyes, mirroring your blinding smile.

“Damn, if I knew that wearing your sweaters would make you fuck me like that, I’d never take them off,” you whisper, unwilling to interrupt the unshakeable sense of peace that fills the kitchen.

“Baby, if you did that, we’d never make it out of the apartment.”

#marc spector loml #i find him a lot easier to write than steven for some odd reason #its probably bc hes sad and tortured #marc spector x you #marc spector smut #marc spector x reader #steven grant smut #moon knight smut #moon knight x you #moon knight x reader #idk why it takes me so long to write stuff #no writing stamina gang rise up

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