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xbellaxcarolinax · 11 months

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Need You

Marc Spector x f!reader

Word count: 2588

Summary: In the middle of the night, when Marc comes home, is when he needs you the most.

Warnings: S m u t. Nasty, filthy, smut. Specifically: oral (both male and female receiving), riding, and p in v (no protection), let's add praise kink to be safe. Which means this is NSFW. Which means minors DNI. Also language. That's a big one. Marc can't help it.

There's fluff too, probably very cheesy. So bad omg. Smut with no plot. Not beta read. Let me know if ya'll like <3

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The bed dipped and you stirred, your mind foggy—caught between consciousness and the realm of sleep. Your bleary eyes cracked open, vision hazy in the darkness. You managed a quick glimpse at the digital clock on the nightstand.

3:55 AM.

Your eyes fell shut as you stretched your limbs like a cat under the sun, a tired little whine escaping you. You had work in a few hours.

Turning over, you collided with the warmth of bare skin. Strong arms immediately wrapped around you, calloused fingers burying under your too-large t-shirt to skim down the dip of your spine. A warm kiss to your temple had you sighing in contentment and you breathed in the fresh scent of body wash as your hands slowly glided over damp skin. Your fingers traced the familiar ridges of marred flesh, tiny scars from the past that led up to the thin golden chain nestled comfortably between you both.

"Marc?" His name felt thick on your tongue. You knew it was him by touch alone. He was the one that held you as if afraid of losing you. He’d dreamed about it enough times to fear it, and each time, you reassured him that he wouldn't.

"Yeah, baby, it's me," he muttered, drawing small circles over your skin, "didn't mean to wake you."

"S'okay. Missed you." You buried your face in the crook of his neck, your voice heavy with sleep. Marc hummed, a hand slowly trailing down your back to grab the globes of your ass under your thin panties, giving each of them a gentle squeeze.

"Missed you, too." He said into your hair, kissing your bed-slept strands. You tipped your head back to look him in the eyes. The moonlight peeking through the blinds did little to illuminate his features, but you could make out the contours of his face, the prominent line of his nose. His eyes, dark and hooded, were focused on nothing but you. It was a stare you were well acquainted with. To others, it was deadly. To you, it was nothing but pure affection.

"You okay?" You asked him as you always did after he came home from a mission, reaching up to cradle the side of his face. His stubble was rough under your fingertips, your thumb lovingly caressing his cheekbone. He didn’t shave, probably too tired, but you didn’t mind.

"Yeah," he sighed into your touch, lashes fluttering, "I'm okay. Better now." You could feel the hardness of his bulge through his boxers. He was needy, pushing his length against you in a silent plea for attention. You chuckled tiredly, shifting to press your lips over his eager ones. It started innocent enough, lips fusing like puzzle pieces in a dance you both knew well.

Marc peppered kisses over every inch of your face before gently sucking a bruise onto the delicate skin of your neck. You groaned, your fingers threading through his damp curls, easing him off just a bit.

"What's gotten into you?" You breathed, relishing the way his tongue lapped over the mark he'd left to soothe the ache.

"Need you, baby," he grunted, trailing his plush lips over your face, “need to feel you.”

"Yeah?" You shuddered, a throbbing need blooming between your legs, "then take what you need."

As soon as you uttered those words, one of his hands came to rest behind the nape of your neck, guiding you into another heated kiss. It was filthy this time—wet—tongues and teeth clashing sloppily. Not so innocent anymore.

Okay, so Marc wanted it messy. Who were you to deny him?

The night lamp was quickly switched on, and all thoughts on getting any sleep were left in the dust, not that you minded too much. You ended up between his legs with his boxers gone and your t-shirt flug somewhere, your knees cushioned by the pillow Marc had placed on the floor for you.

"Let me take care of you." You purred, breathing over his cock before spitting on it without hesitation. You watched it run down his length and over the curve of his balls, seeping into the sheets below. Your eyes followed the stream with fascination before you devoured him whole, working your lips back and forth, from base to swollen tip.

Marc was seated at the edge of the bed breathing heavily, one of his forearms propping him up while the other hand disappeared in your hair, guiding you.

"You take me so well, sweetheart," he whispered, eyes lidded as he watched you work, "love how you choke on my cock." And as if to prove his point he weaved his fingers into your hair, shoving your face into his pelvis. He made you sputter and wheeze, tears welling in the corners of your eyes. More spit dribbled past your lips and down his length, as you sucked and sucked and sucked.

"Fuck, baby, you know exactly what I need, don't you?" He groaned, his head lolling to the side lazily. You hummed, letting your glossy eyes flutter just a bit when you glanced up at him, making sure to hold his gaze for a moment before lowering them again. You knew that drove him crazy.

And it did, judging by the growl that rumbled in his chest. He tapped a finger over the tip of your nose, a signal for you to stop. You obediently pulled away with a loud pop, licking your swollen lips free of the salty precome that lingered.

"Fuck, c'mere," Marc snarled, surging forward and lifting you to straddle him. He fell back against the bed, letting your hands roam the expanse of his smooth chest, your fingers lightly grazing over his skin from collarbone to navel and back up again. You openly admired him—the sheen of sweat over his tanned skin, the swell of his muscles as he held you tight, his glazed eyes following your every move.

"You're beautiful," you murmured, carefully taking hold of the delicate chain around his neck before dipping forward to kiss him. His arms wrapped tighter around your form, holding you against him. He smirked into the kiss, the tiniest huff of laughter pouring over you.

"Never been called beautiful before," he said between kisses, giving your ass a nice slap. You moaned at the light sting, grinding your clothed cunt over his slippery cock, desperate to be filled. Marc hissed, his hand pressing down on your lower back to encourage your grinding, the tip of his cock wet and leaking over his stomach.

"Shit," he panted as you pressed your nose against his lovingly, "you wanna ride me, pretty girl?"

“Mhm.” You whimpered, feeling the pad of his thick finger press against your core, relishing in its moist heat before pulling the soaked fabric of your panties aside.

“Go ahead, baby.”

Firmly planting a hand on his chest, you lined up his cock with your entrance before taking a breath and sinking slowly, swallowing him inch by inch.

“Mmmm, God,” you moaned, pausing as soon as you took him to the hilt, “fuuuuck, Marc.”

“My cock too much for you, sweetheart?” You could hear the smugness in his tone despite his panting. His hands flew to your hips, slowly raising them to feel your walls flutter against his length before bringing you back down gently, “You can take it, I know you can—yeah, that’s it, baby.”

You choked out a sob as you rocked up and down his thick cock, whimpering at the delicious stretch. Despite having had him more times than you could count, it still made you breathless at how well he stuffed you, how deep he could reach inside and make you see stars.

"Baby, I think you got it all wrong," Marc grunted, his fingers digging into your skin as he guided you faster and faster.

"W-what?" You pushed Marc's damp hair away from his brow, watching how his hooded eyes were pinned to your face.

"I'm not the beautiful one here. Lookit you, you’re so fucking beautiful like this, so fucking pretty when you cream all over my cock, fuuuck." He looked at you with so much adoration, like he couldn't believe you were his. His chest rose and fell with each breath, and you continued to spear yourself on his length with your lip pressed between your teeth. His words went straight to your core, drowning him in your juices.

Within seconds Marc had you on your back, one of his hands pinning both your wrists above your head.

"So fucking beautiful." He said again, his heated gaze roaming over your body before he dipped down to give you a bruising kiss. His necklace swung in the duvet between your collarbones, the pendant barely skimming the surface of your skin.

You loved being under him, loved the way he moved over you and manipulated your body. He was the musician and you the instrument. He played you sweetly, expert fingers trailing over your skin and down the valley of your breasts to tweak a pert nipple before continuing his journey in search of the treasure held within you. He quickly dragged down your panties—now completely soaked—pulling them down your legs with your help and flinging the flimsy thing somewhere across the room to be forgotten.

"Goddamn." He breathed, dragging his middle and ring fingers over your cunt, spreading your juices over his digits. You were a sopping mess, coating his fingers with every sigh and mewl that escaped you. "You're so fucking wet, baby—you're soaking the sheets."

"Mhm," you moaned, feeling a bit vulnerable stretched out under him. Your thighs were spread so he could inspect you, and all you could see was his crown of curls between your legs, his breath fanning over your cunt until suddenly he spits on it. "Oh my God," you tossed your head back with a groan. Your toes flexed and your thighs shook as you fought to release your hands. You wanted to touch him, desperate to feel his skin under your fingertips.

"Marc," you begged through sobs, though you weren't too sure what you were begging for exactly, "p-please." He smiled, taking pity on you, releasing you from his grip.

"Be a good girl and let me take care of you now, can you do that for me?" He took his cock in hand and rubbed the underside over your messy cunt, tapping it until you were begging for him to put it in.

"I'll be good," you choked, "just put it in me, please, in me, in me, in me—" you chanted until he silenced you with his lips, and in one fell swoop he entered you to the hilt unforgivingly. You’d scream if you could but Marc swallowed all your moans and squeals, silencing you as he moved above you gracefully.

Your hands flew to grip his arms as he practically folded you in half, reaching the deepest parts of you with ease. You ripped your lips away to let out a series of whimpers.

"I know, baby, I know, I got you, doing so good for me," Marc heaved, "so fucking tight." He pressed his chest flush against yours, burying his face in your neck to silence his moans.

You were cockdrunk, mouth hanging open as he slammed into your sopping core with a precision that only he seemed to have. Each thrust brought you closer to the edge, the head of his dick kissing you where you needed it most.

Suddenly your body seized up and your pussy tightened as you came.

You swore you were on a different plane, a different galaxy even, floating away as pleasure rippled through you like an electrical current. You could barely hear him cooing at you, whispering pretty things in your ear as you gushed all over his cock.

"I-I love you," the confession slipped past your lips quicker than you could think it through, too high off your blissful orgasm. You meant it—of course, you meant it—but this wasn't the way you had planned to tell him, blissed out your mind with tears blurring your vision and drool running down your chin.

It had lay heavy on your mind for a while now, ruminating, waiting for the right moment.

This hadn't been your intention.

You could barely react to your mistake, your mind now fuzzy with Marc's pretty whimpers.

"T-that's it pretty girl, that's it," he moaned, his breath warm against the shell of your ear, "you did so well for me, baby, so perfect. You're perfect." He babbled on as his thrusting became more sloppy and uncoordinated, chasing his own high.

"Come inside," you whined, barely finding your voice, "come inside me, Marc, please, I wanna feel you." One hand was buried in his hair while the other dragged down the expanse of his broad back, your nails marking his skin with angry red lines.

"Fuck," he moaned as he slammed into you one final time, releasing his thick spend inside.

He laid atop of you for a few moments, both of you struggling to catch your breath. Your limbs were a tangled, sweaty mess, useless for much else but laying there in a euphoric state.

Marc pressed a kiss over your collarbone before slowly holding himself up on shaky arms, gently removing his softening cock from inside you. His cum trickled out, a stream of white running down from your hole and straight into the sheets to join your juices.

"You're a mess," he tutted quietly, immediately diving down to clean you up with his skillful mouth. Within minutes he had you coming again, his tongue lapping in and around you in search of every drop you had to offer until you yanked him away by the hair from the overstimulation.

"You're gonna kill me." You panted, reaching for him with shaky hands. He chuckled, pulling you in his arms as he smiled into your neck.

"Hope not," he muttered tiredly, holding you in the same position he had you in when he first arrived home, "love you too much."

"Hmm?" Your eyes lose their haziness from earlier, instantly alert and searching Marc's features for any signs of falseness in the statement. But you couldn't. His brown eyes seemed to hold nothing but honesty. You hoped he didn't feel forced to return the sentiment. You knew he cared for you a great deal, but that didn't mean he was necessarily ready to express it.

"Marc," you could feel your brows pull together in concern, "you don't have to—I didn't mean for you—" He silenced you with a kiss, long and sleepy, pouring everything he had with that one action.

"I love you," he said, clear as day, surging forward to kiss your brow. "I love you." He said again, kissing the tip of your nose. "I love you." A kiss on each cheek. "I love you." A kiss to your chin. "I love you." A kiss to your swollen lips before resting his head over yours. And that was that.

You choked, tears springing to your eyes but you said nothing more, just curled yourself into him as he rubbed your back in soothing circles. After a while, you felt your eyes grow heavy and you gave the clock one final glance over Marc's shoulder.

5:21 AM

It's okay, you thought, nothing wrong with calling out from work later that morning.

You fell asleep moments later to the sounds of Marc's sleepy whispers-

I love you, I love you, I love you—

#marc spector smut #moon knight #moon knight fanfiction #marc spector #marc spector x reader #moon knight smut

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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NSFW Masterlist Part 2

Part 2 of my NSFW Master list.

DC COMICS

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Night on the Rooftops

Bruce Wayne Being a Sloppy Eater

Harley Quinn x Male!Reader - Fun Times All Around

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Game On

Dark!Conner Kent x Fem!Reader - Darkness Come to Light

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Jason's Hardest Task

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Fulfilling Desires

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Just One More

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Not Just a Friend

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Ride Around Town

MCU

Peter Parker x Fem!Reader - Endurance Test

M'Baku x Fem!Reader - Used to This Feeling

Venom x Fem!Reader - Symbiotic Relations

Steven Grant with a Praising and Overstimulating You

Hydra!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - To Have and to Take

Moon Boys Reaction to Ball Sucking

Moon Boys + Where They Like to Do It

Aftercare with Moon Boys

MCU Men Punishing You

Hydra Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Making You His

Moon Boys + Thigh Riding

Moon Boys Pining You

Moon Boys Reacting to Getting a Blowjob

Dominant Jake Lockley

Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader - Forever and a Day

Hooking Up with Steven Grant and Marc Spector

Marc Spector x Fem!Reader - Minor Cooking Accident

General NSFW Headcanons with Steven Grant and Marc Spector

Pietro Maximoff with a Praise Kink

Long Distance Relationship with Pietro Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff + Grinding

NSFW Alphabet with Xu Wenwu

Rough Sex with Xu Wenwu

TWISTED WONDERLAND

Idia Shroud x Fem!Reader - Different Kind of Heat

Vil Schoenheit x Fem!Reader - Not So Perfect Anymore

Overstimulation with Cater Diamond

Leona Kingscholar x Fem!Reader - Kingmaker

Corruption Kink with Idia Shroud

Trey Clover x Fem!Reader - Tears for Pleasure

Azul Ashengrotto x Reader - Under the Bubbles

Rook Hunt x Fem!Reader - Hunting Prey

Divus Crewel x Fem!Reader - Call Me Cruel

Malleus Draconia x Fem!Reader - My Fangs for You

Leona Kingscholar x Fem!Reader - A Welcome Awakening

Malleus Draconia x Fem!Reader - Dragon Love

CRITICAL ROLE

Percy de Rolo x Fem!Reader - The Gunslinger and His Beauty

Fjord Stone x Male!Reader NSFW Headcanons

Essek x Male!Reader NSFW Headcanons

Percy de Rolo x Vax'ildan + Grinding

Percy e Rolo x Fem!Reader - Nice and Warm

NSFW Headcanons with Percy de Rolo

GENSHIN IMPACT

Jealous Dottore Breeds You

Genshin Men After You Use the Safeword

Genshin Men Fucking You When Someone Comes In

Kink Discovery with Al Haitham

Size Kink with Dainslief, Enjou and Pantalone

Genshin Men + Scenting

Thigh Riding with Al Haitham

Thigh Kissing with Cyno

Thigh Riding with Kaeya and Dottore

Dottore with a Corruption Kink

CEO!Childe x Secretary!Fem!Reader

General Kinks with Dottore, Pantalone and Pierro

Zhongli, Gorou and Tighnari Having Their Rut Triggered

Dottore, Childe and Pantalone with a Fox!Reader

Fem!Dottore with a Fem!Reader who has Small Chest

Zhongli and Childe With a Quiet S/O

Genshin Men with a Fem!Reader who has Big Chest

Cockwaming Itto

Genshin Men Being Feral

Edging Al Haitham

Zhongli and Itto Giving You a Mating Mark

Genshin Men with an S/O who has Small Chest

Genshin Men Fucking You in Public

Itto, Zhongli, Gorou and Tighnari with a Primal Kink

Gorou Being a Mean Dom

Genshin Men Reacting to You Wanting to Go for Another Round

Half-Adeptai Zhongli

Genshin Men When You're Inexperienced

Cockwaming Zhongli

Zhongli with a Breeding Kink

Orgasm Control with Genshin Men

Itto, Gorou and Zhongli in Rut

Genshin Impact Men + Awkward Boners

First Time Blowjob with Genshin Men

Genshin Men Having A Quickie With You

Thoma Being a Service Top

Genshin Men Using Toys on You

Dottore x Fem!Reader - Please Doctor

Genshin Men + Thigh Riding

Genshin Men + Breeding Kink

Genshin Men Stamina Headcanons

Genshin Men Being Desperate To Have You

Genshin Men + Praise

Genshin Men Reacting to You Wanting Them to Finish Inside of You

Genshin Men + Grinding Headcanons

Zhongli x Fem!Reader - Sharing the Warmth

Genshin Men + First Time With You

Driving Zhongli Crazy Until He Snaps

Dominat Arlecchino Headcanons

#masterlist #dc comics x reader #mcu x reader #twst x reader #critical role x reader #genshin impact x reader

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first-edition · 5 months

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Moon boys (Steven grant/ Marc Spector/Jake lockley X Fem! Reader)

Sum- Night before christmas your husbands give you a special gift.

Warnings- Oral sex (fem recv.), SEX. P-in-V, Unprotected, rough sex, hair pulling, light slapping, squirting, mirror kink (if you squint.), riding, pet names, mention of both male and female parts, cussing, 18+ language and themes, after care, long intercourse, hickies, my ditty google translate Spanish. (Sorry)

SMEI-PROOF-READ sorry for errors (suck it up)

THIS IS NOT INTENDED FOR THOSE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 READ WITH CAUTION AND HAPPY SMUTMAS.

Sitting on the bed, legs crossed, you watch as Steven feeds his fish the premium fish food he got for christmas.

“There you go gus…special food.” he says watching him eat it.

“What are you doing baby?” Marc speaks as he stands putting the food to the side.

“Nothing.. Just watching you both talk to the fish.” you smile looking up to him as he walks to you standing in front of you.

“I got all the presents wrapped and under the uh…tree.” you say looking over at the fake little tree that sits on a box in the corner of the room.

“Hmm. Steven not get a real one this year?” he asks you to shake your head.

“It's okay though.” you say scooching back onto the bed as he kneels on it the covers dipping under his weight. His lips connect with yours as you both share a passionate kiss.

His lips move to your jaw line.

“Fuck…you smell so good.” he grunts into your neck leaving sloppy kissing behind. His hands move under your shirt. You feel his calloused fingers against the skin of your waist moving higher to connect to your breast as his thumb brushes over your nipple.

“I know you feel so much better.” he says gruffly in your ear causing blush to attack your face your breathing speeding up. You take his face in your hands connecting his lips with yours. His hand leaves your chest and moves to your thigh pulling your legs apart lifting your leg up and around his waist holding onto your thigh before leaning back from your lips and pulling off his shirt.

His scarred, ripped chest mouthwatering to your sight. He pulls off his belt discarding it and his shirt somewhere in the room. He comes right back to your lips kissing you deeply breathing in your scent. Your hands feel along his skin. Breaking the kiss for s second once more to pull your shirt off your breast free nipple harder from both arousal and cold air. Youre left in your small christmas themed panties.

“Imma give you over to steven baby huh?” Marc speaks lowly, glazing in the mirror after Stephen was yelling at him to go first.

“M-marc.” you breathly speak. He kisses down your body since they've learned to shift without it looking like a seizure; it's seamless to his voice shifting into Steven's sweet English accent.

“I'm going to take these off now, love.” he speaks softly which makes you giggle at his politeness where Mark would rip them off without asking.

You nod to him and he pulls off your panties, mouth watering at the sight of you always so wet and ready for him.

Before any other word or action can be done he grips your thighs throwing them over his shoulders and diving face first into your cunt his skilled tounge immedtley finding your clit suckling and swirling.

“A-ah! f-Fuck! Ste-steven!” you scream out in pure pleasure of a moan as you weren't expecting such pleasure so fast it shocked you. He answers you with a moan, the vibration hitting a new type of nerve.

Your hand finds his hair gripping his fluffy curls, your other hand gripping the bed sheet under you, your back arching. His tongue dips into your entrance back to your clit over and over as your writhe in pleasure. He will never miss the chance to eat you out so good you go absolutely brain dead for him.

Marc should be waiting in his headspace but he sits in the reflection with Jake, arms crossed, watching as you moan and whine under Steve's firm grip holding onto your thighs. The sight of his alter makes you feel the best turning him on even more. Making him more excited for his turn.

“St-steven..ah sl-slow down. Ngh!” you gasp out back arching as you feel your climax approaching. But he does the exact opposite and wraps his arms around each thigh sitting up kneeling sitting back on his heels pulling your body up with him your lower half off the bed.

You gasp as you make eye contact with him, his eyes dark and lust blows before your eyes roll back cumming into your husband's mouth.

You grip the sheets tightly as your orgasm washes over you. Giving your cunt one last drag lick of his tongue does he carefully set you down licking his lips before wiping his mouth like he just devoured his dinner.

You pant fuck out already with out even any dick. Steven glances at the mirror and Marc fronts getting up off the bed pulling off his pants, his already hardened cock leaking and twitching in his grasp.

“You ready for round two baby?” he asks not really wantign an answer as he’ll fuck you anyway.

“Wh-what?” you ask not to hear him. But before you can decipher the message he pulls your legs again rubbing his tip up and down against your used slit. You flinch in pleasure as he brushes over your stimulated clit.

“Come here honey.” he says taking your arms placing them around his neck as he allows you to brace for the fucking hes gonna give you.

He slides in easily as you were well teased before. Bottoming out in you in no time he begins to thrust up into you.

“Shit…” he groans, feeling you clench down around him. Your nails dig into his skin as he fucks you into the mattress.

“Ma-a-a-arc!” you moan out as he impales you over and over his member is perfect in every way filling you so good.

“You fucking slut baby, my fucking slut huh?” he groans.

“yes - ah -y-yours.” you moan uncontrollably as he pulls your leg over his shoulder kissing and marking up your inner thigh. He pants and groans at your pulsing walls as he takes you over and over.

He leans back slighting allowing his hand to dip between you his thumb connecting to your overly sensitive clit and with a view rubs you cum on his cock mouth opening into an o face beautifully contorting. Your clenching cunt around him makes Marc cum deep into you with a moan.

He lets go of your leg carefully taking it off his shoulder resting it on the bed making sure to stay in between your legs. He leans down to you kissing your face and neck making you giggle. Marc chuckles into your neck as you wrap your arms around him pulling him down to you.

“Don't say that,” he says.

“I didn't say anything.” you speak.

“Mm-mm not you baby, jake.” he says, glancing back at the mirror set up in the corner of the room, a hidden kink between the two of you.

You turn your head, you see you and Marc are still tangled in each other, you smirk before pushing Marc over to your on top of him. You look behind you at the mirror before Marc smacks his hand down on your ass making you gasp and giggle again.

“Come on Jake, honey, if you got something to say. say it to my face…papi.” you joke the last word. The once soft placement of Marc's hand on your ass turns into a tight grip.

“I was saying, that if you can smile and laugh you havent been fucked rough enough.'' Jake says you look down seeing your other lover. Hard blush now pasting your cheeks.

“F-fuck.” you stutter not expecting him to actually front. Out of the three you rarely see jake he’ll only come out when both marc and steven arnt doing well and usually he’ll come out to give you the fucking of a life time. But on rare occasions he’ll join you in the shower just to run his hands along your body, tease you about and then help you dry and dress before cuddling for a bit before you wake up and either Marc or Steven are back. But goddamn is he good at after care.

His arm extends his hand wrapping around your throat snugly before he sits up. Your mouth falls agape.

“What? No smile for me Princessa?” He says you give a cocky smile before he slaps your cheek, not enough to do any true damage but just enough for you to feel as it goes straight to your pussy again squeezing around his now hardened dick.

“Smile again.” he says which comes out more like a threat as his lips grazing against your jaw line. You do so and in return get another slap making you giggle which pisses him off more he takes his other hand, the one he slapped you with, and pulls your head back by your hair causing a whimper out of you wiping the smile off your face.

He takes his handoff your throat and moves it to your hip patting your skin speaking his accent strong.

“Ride,” he speaks. You don't listen but once he gives a firm tug to your hair you whine and then move your hips forwards and back. His grip on your hair loses but not enough for you to look at him as you still look at the ceiling.

“Arms behind your back, hold your elbows.” He instructs you to immediately list and put them behind your back, bending them and holding onto your own elbows to keep them there much like how he would time them with his belt.

“Mm good girl.” he groans as your hips move against you forcing all of him to shift in you. Moving his hand from your hip to your breast he pinches your nipple playing with it while his mouth connects to the other one.

“J-jake.” you gasp out. He tugs on your hair and bites your nipple.

“Nuh uh!” he snaps at you.

“P-papi.” you stutter out.

He hums loosening the grip on your hair once again.

“Come on princess, you can ride better than that. Marc and Steven had you being a pillow princess, with me, you're gonna work for it.” he says slowly. You pick up the pace but unfortunately you feel as though you're not going to last long. Not with your clit rubbing against him and his cock hitting the perfect spots. He can feel you clenching around him as your movement becomes sloppy he lets go of you completely and grips both your hips stopping you forcing you to freeze your motions panting in ecstasy.

Your legs shake under you as your orgasm is put on hold. When your legs stop shaking and your breathing goes back to normal, Jake pats your thigh and lays back.

“Go again.” he says, your eyes widened as you look at him. He raises his eyebrow at you, tightening his grip on your thigh.

“¿Hice tartamudeo?” He asks you dont answer having known very very little Spanish or atleast what he's taught you.

“Did I stutter whore?” he asks again not wanting to ask again.

“No.” you answer only for a sting to hit your thigh as his hand slaps down against the skin.

“No papi.” you fix your mistakes quickly. Your hips begin to move again keeping your arms behind your back once again feeling the slow eventual build up of an orgasm. Once again he stops you in your lust filled state feeling your cunt fluttering around him making him go crazy on how you please him with being so obedient to his commands.

“Again,” he says. You let out a shaky breath and once again continue grinding against him. This time you reach your high faster but Jake can still tell but this time he doesn't stop you as he sees tears threatening at the corner of your eyes and your flushed body and worn out legs.

You reach behind you taking your arms untangling them and bringing your hands up to his chest to support yourself.

“Go on. Princessa cum for me hm?” he says as your nails dig into his chest making him groan in pleasure as you fuck yourself on him finally cumming.

“My turn.” he chuckles and grips your hips and roughly thrusts up into you causing you to scream out a moan. Your head falls forward, your hair falling in front of your face as you take his cock once again.

His hand shifts again to your clit making sure to fully overstimulate you. You hear his moans underneath you as you feel his dick twitch inside you signally he’s close.

“P-pa-api..ah ah!” you moan out the neighbors surely hearing you.

“Come on princessa squirt on me! hacer un lío hacer un lío.” he speaks

(make a mess)

“Agh fuck.” Jake groans out as he roughly thrusts up into you cumming deeply into you once again and as if on cue the last rub of your clit your body does exactly what he demanded. Your cunt squirts on him painting his abs.

He chuckles sitting up holding your head up from the back of your neck. Kissing your lips.

“Good girl.” he says. Before carefully pulling you off him and setting you down he gets you going to the bathroom turning on the bathtub water before wetting a washcloth with the warm water cleaning off his stomach from you and his cum. Hurryign back to you he sees you breathing lightly fucked out laying on your side nude in bed. You're covered in hickies.

“Princess.” he speaks calmly as he pulls his boxers off the floor pulling them on.

“Hey” he says moving your hair out of your face brushing his thumb against your cheek. You lean into his touch causing a smile to form on his face.

“You alright?” he asks you to nod your head.

“Come on.” he says, lifting you like a rag doll and pulling you up into his arms, lifting you off the bed before taking you to the bathroom to help clean up. He changes the sheets and helps you dry and dress before drifting back off to sleep with you.

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gatorbites-imagines · 4 months

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Do you take omegaverse requests? If so, I'd like to request Moon Knight system/male beta reader, where Moon Knight's dynamic/scent changes based on whether it's Marc, Steven, or Jake in control of the body

Steven Grant, Marc Spector, and Jake Lockley x beta male reader

Headcanons

This is inspired a lot by my kinktober omegaverse prompt, so if things are similar, that’s probably why.

To keep things fun, let’s say Steven is an omega, Marc is a beta, and Jake is an alpha. You, being a beta, isn’t really affected by any of the changes in their scents and behavior for the most part.

Betas aren’t as troubled by scents, and doesn’t go into heat or rut. This doesn’t mean you don’t have a scent, or that you aren’t able to pick up your lovers’ scents and the changes in them. It just means you don’t get driven up a wall when Steven smells a little too sweet, or Jake gets a little too growly.

You can always tell who’s fronting depending on their scent. The base scent is the same, but Stevens has a sweeter tinge to it, mixed with books and the tea he loves the most.

Marcs scent is more neutral because of his beta status, but it still has his own personal touch to it, like his favorite gun oil, or his favorite drink or savory dish.

Jake, being an alpha, his scent has a deeper tinge, something akin to musk or something a little wilder, especially if he’s feeling agitated. He always has a slight metallic tinge to his scent, mixed with high quality leather.

You have your own scent too, something more neutral than Marcs as your scent doesn’t change as regularly as theirs do, something inoffensive, meaning it goes well with all three of their scents.

Theres regularly a muskier tinge to your scent from Jake scenting you or nibbling on your scent gland, be it on your neck or your wrist. He’s an alpha, and marking you as theirs always puts them all at ease, but Jake more than the other two.

You guys probably need more than one bedroom, mainly so Steven has a place to build a nest for whenever he needs it. He makes sure to stock it with things for the other two, in case they need somewhere to just relax and be away from the world.

I can imagine Steven fronting, only to take them to the nest and get comfortable, and then shove whoever needs the comfort to the front so they can take a well-deserved break in the nest.

Because their secondary natures are different in all three, their needs are a little all over the place for example, Steven wants you to leave bitemarks all over his neck and wrists. Marc is indifferent about it for the most part, but Jake is left antsy and is gonna leave larger and deeper bites on you for dominance reasons.

Not that you mind Jake biting you, Marc and Steven always wince a little at the number of bites littering your skin sometimes though. You know that it’s a way for Jake to show you that he loves you, so you don’t mind.

Steven will want to wear your scent, and so will Marc to an extent, but Jake wants you to wear his scent. It ends up with them wearing something you scented, as you wear something with Jakes, or their combined scents on.

Omega’s purr, Betas chuff, and Alphas rumble, so its always a little funny when they switch whenever you guys are cuddling. Because it’ll go from Stevens high pitched purr to Marcs softer chuffing, to Jakes deeper rumble.

They were probably scared in the beginning that you would leave them because of their situation, so when you accepted them with open arms, they were so relieved. It helped somewhat that you were a beta and didn’t feel more drawn to one partner over the other based on biology too.

Heats and Ruts were a little confusing in the beginning, since it was mostly Jake and Steven fronting during that time, their needs and scents clashing like crazy.

One moment Steven would be laying on his back and barring his neck, whimpering and whining for you to bite him and mark him. The next Jake would be rolling you onto your stomach and clamping his teeth down on the scruff of your neck as he snorts and growls.

When Marc fronts during heats and ruts he’s just uncomfortable and sweaty. He typically takes care of their needs, like showers, drinking water and eating. You guys just always end up cuddling and watching a movie or documentary on some streaming service.

You use the time with Marc to catch your breath, since you aren’t an omega or alpha, meaning it’s a little hard to keep up with your partners ever switching needs. But you guys make do, and they all love you very much for doing so.

When you guys become bonded, you’ll end up with three mating bites, one from each of them. From Jake its on the back of your neck, right where he scruffs you when in a rut. Marc bites it over your scent gland on the side of your neck, intertwining his beta scent with yours. Steven bites his on the other side of your neck, just below your scent gland in a more submissive area.

They’ll end up with three bites on their body too, one for each of them. Jakes bite is under their scent gland for the same reason Steven left his there on you. Stevens is right on top of their scent gland, and Marcs is the area between the neck and the muscle, below the scent gland since that one is bitten for Steven.

The start of the relationship is a little confusion, but after some trial and error, you guys figure it out well, and you are all happy with it all. Your biggest challenge is probably their heat and rut combo, but after a while you figure it out to a science.

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justagirlinafandomworld · 1 year

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Personally, February was quite a year, so please join me in saying good riddance! *waves as February slips on by* Luckily, I was able to keep my reading queue full for most of it. Peruse at your leisure and be sure to gush over the stories you love. If anyone is going to appreciate your excitement, it's the people who typed it up and clicked that publish button. ❤️

This list is alphabetical by fandom (mostly), then by character.

Summaries and warnings are included as provided by the authors.

Happy Reading!

2023 reading list | fic rec masterlist

Dividers provided by @firefly-graphics

The Other Half series by @youvebeenlivingfictional Bruce Wayne x Reader You glance at the man, then freeze, eyes widening. There’s no way that the goddamn Prince of Gotham is on your counter right now. Luckily for you, he’s focused on the tie clips. Maybe he knows you’re staring and is just ignoring it. Maybe he’s just so used to the sensation that he simply doesn’t register it anymore. Warnings: Canon-typical violence, angst, fluff, explicit sexual content

Marvel

Mafia Ask by @angrythingstarlight Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader ASK: what would be bucky's reaction if malyshka playfully smacked his ass Warnings: Spanking, dom!Bucky, bratty!wife.

Marc thinks the reader loves Steven more by @softlyspector Marc Spector x Reader Prompt: Insecure marc because reader loves Steven more maybe? Warnings: Angst with a happy ending.

Waves of Love by @flordeamatista Namor x Reader When you look into the water, you see the reflection of love. Warnings: poetic fluff, soft smut (fingering), beach soft smut, kisses, ocean love, slight angst but just amor

The Little Things in Life series by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor dark!Steve Rogers x Reader Your suburban life begins to show cracks and your next door neighbour, Steve Rogers, seems intent on shattering what’s left. Warnings: non-consent sex

Lies by @cockslutpadalecki Steve Rogers x Female Reader What is a couple of little white lies between friends? Warnings: mentions of a toxic relationship, oral sex (male receiving), exes being fuck buddies, explicit sexual content, 18+.

Broken Promises by @cockslutpadalecki Steve Rogers x Reader Prompt: “Fuck me like a starved animal or leave.” Warnings: fwb relationship, female masturbation, explicit sexual content, 18+.

I Wish I Had That by @girl-next-door-writes Steven Grant x Reader, Marc Spector x Reader Marc has found himself a girlfriend, and Steven is happy for him, he really is. Problem is, Steven wishes he’d met her first. Warnings: None provided.

Supernatural

Beers & Beef Jerky by @princessmisery666 Dean Winchester x Female Reader Dean’s fantasy may just come true. Warnings: smut.

Push Your Luck by @cockslutpadalecki Dean Winchester x Reader Prompt: “Y’know, I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.” Warnings: a little bit of teasing, bratty!reader, slight dom!Dean vibes,18+.

Your Way or the Rope by @cockslutpadalecki Demon!Dean x Reader Prompt: “I’ll fuck you for as long as you can stay awake… maybe after that too.” Warnings: bondage, a hint of dub-con, threat of oral sex, multiple orgasms, implications of somnophilia, a little Stockholm Syndrome, 18+.

Two At Once by @hoboal87 Dean Winchester x Reader x HunterCorp!Reader Dean catches you with his doppelgänger. Warnings: Smut, Crack, Threesome, implied open relationship

Trust Me by @carryonmywaywardcaptain MoC!Dean Winchester x Reader Dean’s losing his grip with the Mark, so you offer him a different outlet to work through some of his tension. Warnings: smidge of flangst, implied friends with benefits, implied (rough) future smut

In Living Color by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/N never knew how much color existed in the world till a green-eyed hunter stumbled into her path. Warnings/Explicit 18+: Implied smut. Kissing. Dean's hands very briefly up a skirt. Dean on a motorcycle. Dean in leather. Dean being an absolute 1950s smoke show! Slight AU!Dean. He's still a hunter, but he's a hunter in the '50s.

Don't You Forget It by @rizlowwritessortof Dean Winchester x Reader Prompts: “Listen to me, mister. You’re my knight in shining armor. Don’t you forget it.” & Supernatural episode: Regarding Dean. Warnings: Angst, pining, with a happy ending.

Trying Something New by @sofreddie Sam Winchester x Female Reader Sam and Y/N discuss kinks. Warnings: Pet Play, Discussion of Kinks, Implied Smut

Take It Easy by @there-must-be-a-lock Sam Winchester x Reader Prompt: “I want it to hurt.” Warnings: Discussion of rough sex but nothing on-screen. 300 words, mature.

Riding the Cavaletto Squarciapalle by @kickingitwithkirk Boy King!Sam Winchester x Reader Warnings: BDSM 18+, nudity, punishment, collar/lease, nipple clamps, blindfolds, restraints, foxtail plug, anal beads, wood horse, dildo insertion

Top Gun: Maverick

No One's In The Room series by @princessmisery666 Jake Seresin x Original Female Character (Ryleigh) Jake and Ryleigh find themselves stranded in a remote location when a mission goes sideways. Injured and dependent on his help, she gets a glimpse of the man beneath the façade of ‘The Terminator’. Once they are rescued, the bubble of their personal Vegas bursts, and Jake struggles with new emotions while Ryleigh hopes he will finally see the man she came to know when no one else is in the room. Warnings: enemies to lovers, slow burn, cheating mentioned, bad family relationships, friends with benefits, fluff, angst, asshole!Jake.

RPF

Checkmate series by @jawritter Jensen Ackles x Reader, King!Jensen x Handmaiden!Reader They’re just dreams, very vivid dreams, at least that’s what Jensen first thought when they started happening. Now, after a trip to a therapist office, he learns they might not be dreams after all, but rather memories of a past life that send him searching for an unpredicted turn of events that could effect the future…if he’s lucky, if she exist at all. Series Warnings: Angst, Language, Therapy Sessions, Hypnosis, Past Life Repression Therapy (Yes, it’s a thing), Character Death, Smut, Unprotected Smut, Soul Mates. Individual warnings will be placed over each chapter)

#just a girl reading fics in February 2023 #fic rec masterlist #bruce wayne x reader #bucky barnes x reader #marc spector x reader #steve rogers x reader #steven grant x reader #namor x reader #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #jake seresin x ofc #jensen ackles x reader

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pleasurebuttonwrites · 2 years

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Hung the Moon (Chapter 1)

Masterlist | Chapter 2

Pairings: Jake Lockley x f!Reader

Summary: Your boss has sent you to retrieve an artifact. Jake Lockley is willing to help you. But are you willing to do something in return?

Rating: Explicit 18+

Warnings: smut, technically coercion - but it’s all consensual, public-ish sex, unprotected piv, oral sex (male receiving), swearing

Word count: 2.4K

A/N: This was my first time writing second person fic. It was super fun! No Y/N. Also I’m new to fic in general and I don’t know all the terms or what all to tag. Please let me know if I got anything wrong or should tag something I didn’t. Thanks!

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You’re sitting at an outdoor cafe in London waiting for your contact. You’re finally meeting him after months of messages and a few brief phone calls. He says he can get you what you’re searching for. And it’s not a moment too soon. Your boss has been breathing down your neck. He’s already sent his thugs after you twice and you had to sweet talk your way out of it. You’ve made so many promises and you’re really not sure you’ll be able to keep them. All of it comes down to this contact and what he can deliver.

You focus on the glass of water in front of you - you know better than to look around like you’re waiting for someone. If anyone is watching you, you can’t appear nervous. But you are. You watch bead after bead of condensation form and slip down the smooth glass as the minutes tick by. Your heart pounds in your chest when you start to think he might not show.

Then from the corner of your eye, you see someone. Your breathing picks up and you can hear your heart pound in your ears because he’s the absolute last person you want to see. You recognize him from the photo in his file. The heavy brow and large nose. Your mark, one Marc Spector, mercenary. You’re sure he doesn’t know who you are - how could he? But you turn your face away in any case hoping he’ll be gone in a minute.

Instead he heads straight for your table. He drapes his jacket over the chair across from you and sits down. You’re frozen to the spot, waiting to see what he’s going to do.

“I didn’t think you’d still be waiting,” he tells you - in Spanish. Your brain slowly realizes two things: one, Marc doesn’t speak Spanish, at least it’s not listed in his file. And two, he sounds exactly like your contact: Jake Lockley.

“What the fuck?” you say a little louder than you expected to. The women at the table next to you glance over.

“Tranquilo,” he says. Take it easy. “It’s me, Jake.”

He says it simply like he’s stating the obvious. You continue to stare at him. What can you even say?

He looks at you, partly confused, partly concerned. Then his brows shoot up in realization. “Oh, shit. I didn’t know that you knew what he looked like. I’m not Marc.”

“If you’re not Marc, then, what, are you two like twins or something? Seriously, what the fuck is going on?”

“No, not exactly,” he says.

You get up to leave but he reaches out and holds onto your wrist to stop you. “Do you want the s-” - he stops before he mentions the name publicly - “the amulet” - he calls it instead - “or don’t you?”

It’s not just that you want it, if you don’t get it, you’re dead. You sit back down. But you still don’t know what’s going on. You’re not even convinced that this guy isn’t Marc.

“Mira, I know you don’t believe it, but I’m not Marc.” Probably due to the look on your face, he elaborates, “Yes, this is Marc’s body, but I’m Jake.”

After a moment to think you ask, “So you’re like, what do they call ‘em, an alter?”

He nods. This was not in Marc’s file. You’re going to have to do a lot more research on this guy.

You still find it hard to believe. But the alternative, that he’s really Marc and he’s just pretending to have an alter named Jake to fuck with you, just doesn’t sound like the guy you researched. He’s a ruthless mercenary, sure, but nothing to suggest that he’s a sick sadistic fuck.

You study him, trying to decide if you trust him or not. You’re thinking that you might not have a choice even if you don’t. He looks right back at you, and there’s an openness to the way he doesn’t avoid your gaze. There’s no challenge to it. He actually just looks a bit…tired. You decide you think he’s telling the truth

“How do I know Marc isn’t listening in right now? He cannot find out about this.”

“Relax, he doesn’t even know I exist, ok? I told you I can get you what you’re looking for. And this is how.” He gestures at his body.

Your eyes travel over his body at his gesture, from the cap on his head and the soft brown curls escaping beneath it, to the hard line of his jaw, to his broad shoulders and the way his biceps strain the sleeves of his t-shirt. You’d be lying if you said Marc’s picture didn’t at times drive you to distraction. More than once you’d had to give yourself a release just so you could get back to focusing on your research.

You mentally shake yourself out of it, but if you’re not mistaken, Jake has noticed you looking at him. If the smirk on his face is any indication.

“Are you sure he has it?” you ask him.

He hesitates, then nods. That’s not much reassurance but even if this is a dead end, you have no other leads. You have no choice but to jump feet first. “Alright, what’s the play?”

“I can get you into his flat.”

You’re quiet as you think that over. “Why don’t you just retrieve it from his place and we can make the exchange tomorrow?”

He looks away. “Because I don’t think it’s in his flat.”

You bite back the string of curses that jump on your tongue. “Then what the f-. What good is getting into his place then?”

“He’s got like a thousand maps and papers and shit that might be like, I don’t know, a clue. I don’t know what to look for, but I’m guessing you do.”

You low-key want to strangle him for this shitty lead, but it’ll have to do. “When can you get me in?”

“Hold on a second,” he says. “Let’s talk payment first.”

“Name your price.”

“5 mil.”

You scoff and glance away. No way in hell you can secure that, not for what he’s giving you. And you feel sick at the idea of overpromising to your boss again. But if Jake doesn’t budge, you’re screwed.

When you look back, Jake is taking you in with his eyes. A chilly breeze rolls in - it’s the first day that summer has given way to fall - and it ruffles the thin material of your shirt sending goosebumps over your arms and causing your nipples to harden. You squirm in your seat under his gaze.

He licks his lips before he says, “I’ll take 1 mil, and the rest… you can pay another way.”

He gazes at you steadily before his eyes fall to your lips. You clench your thighs because you can feel that deep ache start up and you know you’re soaking your panties. It might just be your pussy talking but you’re more than up for paying him this way. And the 1 mil will be easy to get.

He sort of chuckles and you’re pretty sure it’s because the look on your face is pure unadulterated lust.

“I’ll take some of that payment now,” he says and stands up. He grabs his jacket and motions for you to follow.

You play it cooler than you feel, rising and following after him. You’re worried that you’re so wet that there’s a wet patch on the outside of your pants and that people will see. But the thought also turns you on more.

Jake leads you around to the alley behind the cafe. Down the other end is a busy street, and you can see pedestrians stroll by. If they were to look they’d be able to see you, but you’re far enough away they wouldn’t see much. The end closest to you is a walkway but it’s deserted. There’s a building that shields you from the street beyond, but who knows who could be watching from the windows.

Jake closes the distance between you and backs you up against the brick wall of a building. You’re enveloped in his heat when his body comes into contact with yours. He cups your face with both hands and his lips part yours as he sucks one lip then the other before sliding his tongue into your mouth. His lips are softer than you imagined but oh so strong. You have to practically fight to kiss him back. You break away so you can suck on his neck and when you reach the hollow above his collarbone he groans and presses his hips into you. You can feel how big his need for you is through his pants. You can’t help but moan.

You instinctively reach for him, to take him in your hand but he grabs your wrist. With his other hand he pops open the button on your pants and unzips them. He slips his hand into your panties and when he slides his fingers between your folds and feels how wet you are he exhales in a rush. He finds your clit and makes circles around it, starting slow but picking up speed as you clutch his shoulders. Your hips start to buck with how good he’s making you feel. He steadies you and holds you in place. He buries his face in your neck, whispering - in Spanish - about how beautiful you are and placing the softest kisses on your neck.

You can’t stop clenching your thighs around his hand and you know that you’re close. Jake seems to know it too because he abruptly pulls his hand from your pants. You whimper from the loss of his touch and you whimper again when you see him put his two fingers in his mouth and suck them clean of your juices. He grins at you and you don’t think you can take another second without him inside you. You start to undo his pants and he stands still watching your face with half-lidded eyes as you tug them down. Your eyes go wide when you see how thick it is, and not just the head but all the way down. You wrap your hand around him and he lets you stroke it one time before he spins you around. He slides your pants down your legs and you brace yourself against the wall - the rough brick prickling your palms - as he lines himself up behind you. With your pants around your ankles you can’t spread your legs for him and you can feel his thick cock pushing between your thighs.

His arm is wrapped around your middle holding you in place which is a good thing because when he finally thrusts into you, there’s no way you’d have been able to keep steady. You’re so wet for him that you take him well and the fullness of him inside you is oh so satisfying. He slides over that spot deep inside you and before you can stop yourself you cry out. He doesn’t miss a beat before saying, “That’s right. Let them all know what we’re doing back here.”

You wonder if he’s being sarcastic but he sounds so eager you don’t think he is. Another loud moan slips from you as he varies his thrusts and he says, in a voice more strained than before, “Let them know this is the best fuck you’ve ever had.”

That pushes you over the edge and you start to cum over his cock. You reach back with one hand to grip his thigh and he rides you through your orgasm, making sure you feel every last ounce of pleasure with your release. When your body settles and softens, he gently pulls out of you. He pulls your pants up for you and kisses the back of your neck. Both of you are breathing hard and you can feel his heart beating through his chest on your back. After a moment of tenderness he whispers in your ear, “Get on your knees for me.”

You turn to face him and your breath hitches at the look of pure need on his face. You kiss his mouth hungrily and he moans into yours, before you drop to your knees. Small bits of gravel against press through the fabric of your pants, but your whole attention is on his cock, glistening with your juices. You slide your tongue along the base of his shaft all the way up to his head. You love tasting yourself on him. He leans forward to brace himself and you let the motion push his head past your lips. You can’t take him far and he doesn’t push you. You just focus on relaxing your jaw and moving your tongue. You use your hand to work his base and once you get into a rhythm it’s like time ceases to pass and you could worship him forever.

He places a hand gently on the back of your head. You can hear him muttering curses in Spanish which turn into groans as his hand makes a fist in your hair. You don’t stop working him as he starts to release in your mouth. His seed is hot and salty and each spasm delivers a fresh load on your tongue. You suck every last drop from him before you let him pull out. He pulls your head back and your mouth falls open, showing him his seed on your tongue. You love the way he stares as he wipes up your bottom lip with one swipe from his thumb and then releases your hair. You savor his taste for one more moment before you swallow his cum.

He helps you to your feet and he watches your face as he zips and buttons your pants for you. You’re not sure what he’s seeing but he’s wearing the cockiest expression. And fuck, if that doesn’t make you want a second round. He zips himself up and bends to retrieve his jacket. He slips it on and pulls out his driving gloves from the pockets. He steals knowing glances at you as he tugs them on. Then he fetches a piece of paper from his pocket and holds it out to you.

“Meet me at this address at 3am tomorrow.” He pulls you in for a rough kiss. “Don’t forget the cash.”

Masterlist | Chapter 2

#jake lockley x reader #jake lockley x fem!reader #jake lockley smut #moonknight fic

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takenbyheartstrings · 2 years

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[3] KISSES IN CAIRO

marc spector x wife!fem!reader , (eventual) steven grant x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT!!!! (extended warnings under the cut) fluff, angsty, this will end w/ a poly relationship!

word count. 2.8k (most is smut)

a/n: sorry for making you guys wait so long... between me being sick with a HORRIBLE cold and waiting for moon knight to finish so i can stop being confused on how to write these, i finally bring smut. as a gift <3

SERIES MASTERLIST | add yourself to the taglist (or ask)! previous chapter | next chapter

CHAPTER THREE. animalistic instinct.

extended warnings: p in v (unprotected pls wrap it before you tap it), daddy kink, sub!reader, (soft?)dom!marc, praise kink, slight spit kink, fingering, oral (male receiving) slight edging.

You and Marc walk into the hotel room you’d be staying in, it was quaint. It consisted of only a mirror, a bed, a desk, and a window, draped with beautiful red curtains that did give a terribly nice view of Cairo. Albeit you and Marc had probably spent more of your lives here in Egypt rather than New York or London. The two of you made the move to the UK in 2012. Aliens were a bit out of your pay grade, and they had the Avengers. So, you left and started a life, the two of you put a down payment on a nice apartment, and you still lived there. Your life certainly wasn’t boring with Sekhmet and Khonsu wondering over your shoulders, but it made do.

Marc’s eyes carefully graze your skin as you open the curtains to let the moons light in, “We should come up with a plan.” He speaks softly.

You turn to face him, nodding, “I think that’s best.”

Marc pulls out his laptop and you pull out a couple dossiers, “We need to locate and track down Harrow’s followers.”

“Do you still have that dossier on that group of teenagers we found before my whole disappearance?”

You nod, “I do, but I doubt they’d still be actively running around Cairo, Harrow knows were on his tail. Why would he keep his little minions keep going about their business?”

He runs a hand over his face, “…I dunno, we just need a lead, baby.” He pulls you close to him, “You think we could look into this?”

“I think it’s a potential dead end.” Air escapes your lips, “But it’s worth a try.”

Marc presses a kiss to your lips, “Okay, we’ll see what we can do tomorrow… right now, I’ve got a lot more on my mind than some fucking asshole,”

Another kiss to your lips, “It has been six months, hasn’t it?” Your eyes are heated, doused in desire, “I’ve missed you… a lot.” You take your bottom lip in between your teeth.

“I can imagine, Princess.”

Marc pulls you so that you sit on top of him, the laptop is discarded on the nightstand and the dossiers fall to the floor as both of you are on the bed. You’re straddling his waist as the two of you are kissing, your teeth clash together, and your tongues are entangled with each other, it’s messy and full of purpose and desire. Your hands are on his chest as your body begins to grind on his torso. You’re moaning against his body, against his kiss as the two of you are in motion together. Marc flips you onto your back, your legs are around his body still, Marc in between your thighs as he grinds against your body in between your thighs. You’re moaning and Marc’s doing the same, and you feel yourself get wet. Your arousal is not missed as Marc can feel your kisses getting deeper and deeper.

Marc pulls away from the kiss and you’re already sweating, waiting for everything to come, waiting for everything perfect. Waiting for his cock. You know he won’t give it to you just yet. Sex with Marc isn’t quick, no. It’s slow and rough. You know he’ll make you beg for it. You know he’ll make you beg to let yourself let go and cum, you know he’ll edge you if he thinks you deserve it, and the anticipation is eating at you.

Marc’s rough hands untangle you out of your clothes. Kissing down your neck, you’re on display for him. He’s leaving open ended kisses, marking you with bruises. Your body is grinded against the fabric of Marc’s clothing. Leaving him in agony as he continues to pepper your skin.

Your moans become desperate and needy, they’re soft but quiet, and speak yet so many words. There’s a dying need, a thrill, something that’s missing – the two of you have needed each other for so long, it’s been six long months and all Marc wants to know is how the slip of your fingers into your own dripping cunt isn’t anything compared to his thick cock. The need to press himself inside of you is becoming too much, but he wants you to feel all of him.

He knows he shouldn’t allow you. That you haven’t begged for it yet, that you haven’t deserved it yet. He can throw your attitude from earlier into your face. He can tell you that you’ve been a brat. A brat undeserving of everything that sits in his tight, tight jeans.

His nimble fingers run down your body, grazing your skin. All you can do is shudder, think about yourself underneath him. How he has you pinned down in his control. Honestly, it was the hottest thing ever. Everything you’ve wanted for so long. He was gone for so long.

The thought almost made you want to stop and just hold him, but he was intoxicating and everything he was making you feel was put into so much desire. So much touch and need. Marc needed this. You needed this. There was so much that could be said by the kisses that were left on your body and the way your cunt just drips for him.

Marc can’t stand the feeling of not having you anymore. Not tasting you for everything that is you. His tongue moves around your body, down to your tit, where he circles your nipple with his spit and saliva. Sucking your sensitive hard tits. It makes your back arch slightly against his mouth, as your nipples stand on their own.

Marc’s hand trails down your body as he sucks, the sweet sound of his tongue and mouth against your tit. The sound of his suckle. His hand makes its way into your inner thigh, his hand trailing your slit and Marc lets out a growl. A sound that you’d never heard him make before, the sound of his absolute need his absolute fucking desire. He was so hungry for you. He really, really needed you.

“God you are so fucking wet, Princess.” He growls again, fingers running over your pussy, “All for me? All for daddy?”

You groan at his words, squirming underneath his touch. He’s all you feel, “Yes, all for you, all for you daddy.” You speak softly, biting back a moan, although he’s barely even touched you yet.

The heat that radiates off of both of you is intense. Marc’s fingers finally slide into you, making you gasp. His tongue still flicks on your nipple as his fingers pump in and out of your cunt, making you squirm in pleasure underneath his touch. Your hole is tight and ready for Marc as he keeps pressing his fingers into you. You can feel yourself almost fold underneath his touch. Marc’s fingers are deep inside of you, thrusting into as if it were his cock, as if he were giving you all of him when you know he’s giving you barely anything at all. The time spent apart has put some strain on your relationship, but now that you’re back in his arms, there’s this dying hunger. His fingers are pumping deeper, harder, sliding in and out of your slick juices as you moan, your back arches a little more as Marc moves his tongue against your tit, it moves further into his mouth.

Marc’s mouth releases your tit, a line of his spit following along, leaving a glistening coat over your nipple. He pulls his fingers out of your cunt as you whimper carefully, basically begging for more.

Marc slides up to your face, meeting your eyes, “Open your mouth, Princess. Open, c’mon.”

Your mouth slides open just enough for Marc to slide his fingers inside, the same ones he used to just finger your cunt, making you taste yourself as he touches the back of your throat.

“You like that, Princess?” He questions, as you nod against his fingers, tasting all of you. Tasting your sweet. Marc’s fingers are soon replaced with his tongue, “You want me to fuck your mouth, Princess?”

You nod again… but Marc isn’t having it.

“Beg for it.” He orders as you look up at him with pleading eyes, he takes one moment to get off of the bed and pulls off his shirt, he goes for his belt buckle, “Beg. For. It.”

“Marc please.” You speak, “Fuck my mouth, please, please, please.” Your pleads are endless, with a smirk, the belt comes undone, and your husband stands in front of you in all his glory. His thick, long cock, the one you’ve had inside of you so many times. The one you’ve fucked, the one you’ve sucked, the one you’ve wrapped your hand around and made cum.

The same one that slides into your mouth without warning as you moan around it, Marc’s bodyweight is on you. He holds the bedhead as he presses his cock into you. It’s wet and desperate, just like the hole that sits in between your legs. You’re wrapping your tongue around him as you move, as he grinds up against your face, pushing in and out, pulling out for not even seconds to allow you a breath of air before diving back in and letting you see fucking spots. The way he pounds your face is addicting. Your eyes watering, going red, the way your cheeks are filled by every single inch of his cock and the spit that drips down the sides of your mouth makes Marc harder, hotter, makes him want to give you more.

“Oh yeah, just like that.” Marc speaks as he continues to fuck your mouth in, the only sounds that are heard in the room are the heated sounds of your mouth as all he does is mimic the way he would fuck that tight little hole. That’s what he wants to do. He wants to fuck that hole and cum inside of it. Fill you up with it all. Mark his territory. Although, he would prefer to do that in every single hole that you had available, he’s only got the one cock.

“Oh fuck, Princess, you’re taking me so good.” He smirks as he continues to push his cock deeper and deeper into your mouth, and then he pulls out. As simple as that. He pulls away. Leaving you gasping for air. Your slight cough isn’t missed as Marc looks at you softly, you get the hint and just nod, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Confirming that you’re okay. It’s all Marc needs to keep going.

“You want me to fuck you, Princess?” He says carefully as his eyes land on you once more, pulled away from the lull of your kiss.

You nod eagerly, “Please, Daddy,” You plead, your voice soft.

Marc smiles, putting your legs apart, elevating them slightly as he shoves his cock into you, pressing against you. He adjusts you slightly, finding the perfect angle to pound you in from. His cock is slick in your fluid. How his cock moves in and out so easily. So flawlessly. How the slit of his tip is pressing against your g-spot in the most desperate way. How deep he’s pressing into you is telling you all you need to know about your six months apart because it’s not like he’s fucking you just to fuck you. He’s fucking you because he needs to be inside you. It’s like both of you were missing something and this was it. This endless connection the two of you share. How you’re not even sure where your body starts and his ends because the two of you are moving in sync, moving in the same ways as you moan. Your face contorting into the most beautiful thing Marc has ever seen in his life – what he missed the most. You. It's you. That’s all he fucking needs. His cock is pressing into your tight, desperate, needy, cunt and he’s loving every second of pounding into you so hard it’s almost like the two of you might just become one being completely. How your tits are bouncing as he pounds, and your thighs are slapping ever so slightly against his legs as he holds them whilst he hits your g-spot in all the right fucking ways.

You can feel yourself and you can feel that warmth flowing all around your body, you feel that burning in your stomach that is so indescribable. That is just pleasure. All you need is that release and you’re getting closer and closer and closer to the edge, it’s becoming unbearable and all you need to do is let go and all you know how to do is beg for it.

“Fuck, Marc, please, let me cum.” You speak, your voice strained, the sound of his cock pounding into you and the sound of his cum filled balls slapping against your ass in the desperate need of both of you coming closer and closer to the edge. Needing it. Wanting it. It’s all that you desire and it’s all that you could ever fucking want. Right here. Right now.

“Wait for me, Princess. Only a little more.” Marc lulls you, he’s careful in the way that he speaks. Letting you know that it’s okay to hold it in. To delay your pleasure by the sliver of a knife just so you can both feel something. Just so you can feel the pleasure together.

You nod eager as Marc picks up the pace, continuing to press his cock, further and further into you, deeper and deeper until all you can feel is him. Until all you can feel is how desperate he is for your goddamn pussy. For the orgasm of your cunt.

“Let go Princess.” He speaks and that’s exactly what you do. You can feel the twitch of Marc’s cock inside you as he fills you with his own fluid and you can feel the way your back arches as your orgasm coats his cock in desperation and desire. How needy you actually are to feel him and have him.

Marc’s riding the two of you off of the pleasure. The way you both fall slower and slower. How your elevated legs are being slowly let down my Marc’s hands as the fluids of two are moving together in slick sound and motion. You and Marc are now lying together, legs tangled in between one another as he presses a kiss to your forehead.

“You did so good for me, Princess.” He presses another kiss to your lips carefully, pulling you closer to him.

“I missed you, Marc.” You speak softly.

“I missed you too.” all he can do is pull you closer. He just wants to hold you now. You honestly think he's crying a little. It would be a lie if you said you weren't either.

You’re struggling to sleep. You’re in Marc’s arms and although you are sleeping, you’re in and out of your own consciousness. That’s until you finally decide to slip out of Marc’s embrace and look over files and on his computer. Deciding if you can try to locate some of those teenagers. See if they’re running around Cairo. See if they’re still doing Harrow’s dirty work.

There’s not much you can do from the computer. But even so, research is key to most things… that’s what you’ve learnt over your six months kept in the dark.

You’re now in one of Marc’s shirts. It’s a shade of navy blue and it’s a bit long on you. But it covers most of you, so you’re decent. You don’t need to be. You’re in a hotel room with your husband after he’s just fucked the living daylights out of you.

But it makes you feel just a little less venerable.

You open the computer and open up the tracking software, along with some of the dossier files. The desk chair is uncomfortable, compared to the one in your office where you spent endless nights awake like this. But it would do. Your back would be fine.

A lie you told yourself to make you feel somewhat better about the way you were sitting hunched over the desk with barely a light to shine over it.

The tracking software beeps with a notification. There are several new people on the software. Little green dots moving around Cairo. But this one’s in Australia. Your gaze turning into a soft glare as you try to get a better look at the who it could be.

You’re intrigued, and a deep pit falls in your stomach, there’s something wrong. That’s the only thought repeating in your head over and over and over again.

But before you can see the name attached to the tracker, Marc stirs behind you, “Princess.” He calls out, “Where’d you go?”

He sits up and meets your eyes, before getting up and walking towards you, wrapping his arms around you, “C’mon, baby, come back to bed. Stop working yourself so hard.”

He kisses the top of your head, as he closes the laptop, his breath quickens a little bit as he grabs somethings off of the desk.

You’re not sure if you’re just tired or you hear the way his heartbeat elevates, but you ignore all the instinct you have and simply just smile, “Alright.”

tysm for reading! again, i apologise for the lack of activeness toward this series, but i'm gonna try to update every Wednesday (aest) to fill the Moon Knight void <3

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emotionally-damaged-carrot · 2 years

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Marc Spector/Steven Grant x Male Reader

Imperfections can become perfections

Warning: suggestive, depressing, sad

Idk how to put that into a cis!male reader. So I will just make this depressing but with a good(?) Ending. I really just don't know what to do with this request, but here you go. If you want a better one just send me an ask.

(I don't think I proofread this. Might have to look for some nice grammar mistake. If you wanna read this.)

I don't think I'm back yet. I just forced this one out.

I hope you lot understand this, cause I no fucking clue anymore.

Before dating Steven, before meeting Marc. I was as single as fuck, and my family hated my guts, wishing I was never born. Wishing I was aborted. Wishing I was dead. All because I came out to them as gay when I was 16. Which in turn made them resent me. They would refuse to touch me, to hold me, to comfort me. All in fear that, I would "infect them with my gayness".

Feeling numb, feeling nothing, feeling cold. My mind began to wonder.

Will I ever feel again?

Will I feel emotions again?

Sitting in the bathroom floor, crying. I remembered the razors in the cabinet. Desperate. I opened the cabinet grabbing one, I looked at it with bored soul less eyes. Slowly pressing it to my wrist. Seeing the scarlet liquid run down, and feeling that pain. It grounded me. After savouring the feeling, I realised.

I NEEDED MORE.

I needed to feel that again, slowly, I began to cut my wrist again, feeling the pain and watching the same scarlet liquid drip down to the bathroom floor. It was like ecstacy.

Soon I felt like an artist, drawing on a canvas. After sometimes, I began to see just how much I was bleeding, just how much blood I am losing.

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Thinking back to those days, even though years have passed. I still cringe. Knowing what I did was wrong and that it left permanent marks on my wrist, a reminder of what I had done to myself.

Walking back with Steven to his apartment that I moved in to not too long ago. I hug his arm, fearing that he might leave me.

"Love?"

"Y-yes?"

"Can you not hold onto my arm too tight? It feels like you're gonna break my bones."

He says with a bright playful smile on his face, looking at me with those soft brown eyes that look similar to the color of coffee making me feel warm on the inside.

I try not to hold onto his arm too tight after he asked me to. Leaning my head on his bicep with my eyes closed. I did not realize we were about to cross a road. Making me walk onto the road, but luckily Steven pulled me back by the sleeve of the oversized sweater I was wearing. As he pulled me back, the sweater rolled back a bit revealing the scars I had.

"N-no, you didn't."

Not knowing what he was talking about, I look at him, seeing him looking at my exposed wrist. Making me panic and pull back my arm and sliding my hands past the band of the sweater giving me sweater paws.

"Darling, why?"

He asked concern heavy in his voice.

"I-i-it's nothing, let's just get back home."

I stated, crossing the road now that it was safe to cross.

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Arriving back at the apartment, I immediately ran to the bathroom with who I thought was Steven trailing behind me. Trying to catch me before I locked the door. Unfortunately for me, it was Marc and not Steven, hence why he was able to grab me from behind before I even got close to the bathroom. Hugging me close, he began to make his way to the bed we shared.

"You wanna talk about it?"

He asked, with a serious tone.

"N-n-no, yes, no y-yes."

I stutter out now tears sliding down my cheeks.

"It's okay sweetheart, take your time. I'm not pressuring you, but just know. I am always here for you, I will never leave you."

He says pulling me down on the bed with him. His back flat on the bed, head resting on a pillow and my back resting flat on his chest. He starts humming a relaxing tune that he knows I like. Making me feel sleepy, I began to stir, making it so we were chest to chest, my hand on the side of his body. His one hand gently running up and down my back, while the other is behind his head. Now feeling comfortable, I began to doze off.

"Sleep well, prince. I will be here when you wake up."

I caught his words only seconds before I ventured to the land of dreams.

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Waking up from the comfortable sleep. I felt a warm body below me and a hand on my back running up and down, and that same relaxing tune from last night.

Opening my eyes and looking up, I see Marc looking down at me, with soft eyes.

"Morning, cutie."

He says in his morning voice that never fails to make me blush. Burying my face into his chest, I feel the contours of his body. Clearly a well built body, considering how tight the shirt is on his body. As I test my cheek on his left pec and moving off of him and beside him hugging him, my left hand drawing senseless shapes and lines on his body, just loving the feeling of his muscular body on my fingers.

"Don't do that again, baby. No matter what anyone says, you are you, and you are perfect that way. You are not a snowflake. There are many others like you, but you are unique. One of a kind."

He says looking down at me with a soft warm voice, that is very uncharacteristic of him.

"Y-yes."

It was the only word I can say, my face blushing hard and heart pounding fast.

"I trust you, but I will do an inspection every now and then. Just to make sure."

He says staring into my eyes with warmth and adoration. Like he's trying to grab a hold of my soul to give it a warm hug. To bring out a better side of it.

"You know, you're the one who helped me stop."

I mumble into his body. With him now looking at the ceiling with a smirk.

"Really? How?"

"Well, it was more like Steven."

His smirk fell and got replaced with a bitter look.

"Of course."

"Are you jealous?"

"Just on with your story."

He says his left hand now gently running through my hair.

"It was bright outside when we met looked like the perfect day. Nice sun light, not too hot that you have to wear sleeveless but not too cold to the point you have to wear a sweater. I was j-just sitting in a café, sipping on the coffee I ordered, until I heard the softest voice I could ever imagine, cursing. I chuckled to myself, looking for the person who owned the voice. See-"

"And you saw Steven?"

"No, I saw a flying kangaroo."

"You're such a sarcastic ass."

"But you lo-"

I almost said 'love'.

"Go on, love. Don't be shy."

He says looking back down at me, his eyes radiating warmth. Hearing the accent change, I knew that it was now Steven.

"H-hello Ste-v-ven."

I try to say, burying my face deeper into his body.

"It's okay love, you can say it. I mean you're not wrong, I do love y-you. A l-lot more than you might think, darling."

After he say those words. I knew that, he was the one. He was the one who can mend me. He was the one who can pick me up when I am full of cracks, on the verge of breaking into pieces and still find beauty in me.

"I-I love you t-too."

I say, now blushing hard. His hand still running through my hair but this time with little tugs.

"Want me to show you how much I love you?"

I now hear Marc say pulling my head back exposing my neck, making me gulp hard.

"Just say the word, and I will show you?"

He says, with a smirk, eyeing my adam's apple, like it's a food just waiting to be bitten into and.

"Y-yes."

I say sheepishly, trying not to sound so nervous.

"That's my boy."

Idk what this is anymore. I can prolly change this, this was just rushed cause I feel like I need to post a story. I make a new one if anyone wants to read good version.

#x male reader #x reader #moon knight #y/n #gay #marvel #marc spector x reader #mcu #marc spector x male reader #steven grant x reader #steven grant x male reader

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and-claudia · 2 years

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And-Claudia’s Rules for Requesting

Please read this post before sending in a request 🖤

Characters I write for:

*Characters marked with a 🔴 Means that I only do head cannons for that character

*if there is nothing beside the character that means that I can do either HCs or one shots for them

Star Wars:

The Mandalorian

Fives

Crosshair

Tech

Hunter 🔴

Wrecker 🔴

Echo (both before and post citadel, please specify) 🔴

Kylo Ren

Poe Dameron

Darth Maul

Obi-Wan 🔴

Anakin 🔴

Harry Potter:

George Weasley

Draco 🔴

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Druig

Eddie Brock and Venom

Zemo 🔴

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Streamers:

Corpse Husband

Game of Thrones:

Oberyn

Theon

Jon Snow

Ramsay Bolton

Tyrion Lannister 🔴

Tormund 🔴

The Witcher: (I’ve only seen season one)

Geralt

Jaskier 🔴

Top Gun:

Rooster

Stranger Things:

Hopper

Steve

Jonathan 🔴

Billy

Eddie

Nancy 🔴

Robin 🔴

Poly Relationship pairings I will write:

Venom x Reader x Eddie

Steven x Reader x Marc

Steve x Reader x Eddie

Steve x Reader x Eddie x Billy 🔴

FAQs

What do I take requests for?

-Headcanons

-One shots/imagines

-all will be done in either a 3rd person style if the reader is not included in the story or in x reader style

What I will write:

-fluff

-angst

-general

-female reader

-gender natural reader

What will I NOT write?

-romantic relationships in which it’s character x reader x character, only exceptions are the he ones I have listed under “Poly Relationship Pairings”. I just struggle with these sometimes because the characters don’t mesh well in my writing style so I try to keep it to ones I know I can do well.

-Male reader, I never want to put out anything that is less than my best or that I am unhappy with and knowing that I struggle to write from a males perspective I unfortunately do not accept request for this

-smut, I am very new to writing smut, it is something I am growing on and I really have to be in the right headspace to write it

- heavy topics. A lot of my writing does include heavier topics, that being said I chose to write about them and I was always in the headspace to write them. These topics include things like death of family, sexual violence and harassment, self harm etc. a good rule of thumb is that if you think it may be a heavy topic probably do not request it, but you are always welcome to ask to make sure

- Multiple part requests, I do not take requests for multiple part works. This means that you cannot ask for your request to be multiple parts. However if I choose to I may do a second part to one shots.

What should you do when requesting?

-Please include if you’re wanting a head cannon or a short one shot about it

(A one shot will be written more like a Cohesive storyline, a head cannon will be more like bullet points and my thoughts on the topic chosen)

-Please be descriptive in what you are wanting,

For example:

“Anakin and comforting the reader”

Is very vague and can be difficult to fulfill because I want to make sure I am giving you what you want. So:

“Anakin comforting the reader after she’s had a nightmare about to Jedi trials”

Is much easier to fulfill

-if you are requesting anonymously and you want to help me out a little bit please consider using an emoji to mark your requests. It’ll just help me when writing I can put who it’s for by using your emoji

(I will list the emojis that have been claimed here)

If you have any questions please feel free to dm me either at @and-claudia or on my secondary account @and-claudias-world 🖤🖤

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libraryofantiquitea · 1 year

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I posted 121 times in 2022

That's 121 more posts than 2021!

9 posts created (7%)

112 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@wildbornsiren

@writercole

@laters-gators

@moon-kn1ght

@theshireisburning-so-mordoritis

I tagged 120 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#fic rec - 111 posts

#moon knight - 50 posts

#top gun - 48 posts

#reader x steven grant - 34 posts

#reader x marc spector - 28 posts

#reader x jake seresin - 23 posts

#triple frontier - 18 posts

#reader x santiago garcia - 17 posts

#top gun: maverick - 12 posts

#reader x robert floyd - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 73 characters

#the only time i like this pairing is when they're in situations like this

My Top Posts in 2022:

whiskey mouth.

pairing: jake "hangman" seresin x civilian female reader

summary: jake visits you at the gallery where you work after he's done training for the day. it becomes very apparent that you've both caught feelings.

warnings: explicit, minors do not interact! oh look, it's smut again! but this time there is [drumroll] some plot! unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex (female receiving), jake being turned on by his own callsign.

word count: 5.1k

author's notes: no beta, we die like goose. mainly because i didn't want to subject anyone to how long this part is!

i hadn't intended for this to become a series, but this is the third part in august slipped away.

previous: pt. i | tell me my name pt. ii | tokyo summer

likes / comments / reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you for reading! ♥

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485 notes - Posted November 14, 2022

already on my knees.

pairing: jake "hangman" seresin x reader

summary: you have a meeting to attend via zoom when jake is leaving for work. he has interesting ways of saying goodbye.

warnings: explicit, minors do not interact! oral (female receiving), brief masturbation (male), semi-public sex.

word count: 3.4k

author's notes: no beta, we die like goose. thank you to the creator coven for giving me this plot bunny to turn into the beast that it became!

likes / comments / reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you for reading! ♥

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787 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

show me your fangs.

pairing: robert "bob" floyd x reader

summary: bob leaves a bite mark on you that you wear proudly out to a game of pool with the dagger squad at the hard deck. it leaves bob a little flustered.

warnings: explicit, minors do not interact! sex in public, unprotected sex, strangulation, kinda dom!bob, bob's glasses attempting to make a getaway.

word count: 2.1k

author's notes: many thanks to the creator coven for ensuring that i will never know a moment's peace while in this fandom. y'all are a gift!

likes / comments / reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you for reading! ♥

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1,216 notes - Posted November 4, 2022

ballroom blitz.

prairing: jake "hangman" seresin x reader

summary: you're a bartender at the hard deck who a couple of douchebags have decided to torment. neither you nor jake seresin will stand for it.

warnings: descriptions of violence against women, blood.

word count: 2.2k

author's notes: this fic was very much inspired by the above screenshot of glen powell from ride along and my lovelies in the creator coven. bloodied (fictional) men do thing to my loins, i will not apologize.

when i was younger, i always wanted to get into a bar fight while "ballroom blitz" blasts over the jukebox. but i'll let jake handle it instead.

likes / comments / reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you for reading! ♥

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1,548 notes - Posted October 31, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

bradley bradshaw, ass man.

pairing: bradley "rooster" bradshaw x reader

summary: bradley loves your ass. that's it. that's the summary.

warnings: explicit, minors do not interact! vaginal fingering, rimming (female receiving), frottage.

word count: 2.3k

author's notes: from now, and until the end of time, thanks to the creator coven! love how we all mutually agreed that rooster was an ass man.

likes / comments / reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you for reading! ♥

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1,628 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

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r0b1ns · 1 year

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YOU SLAP THEIR ASS

X MALE READER

Characters: Matt Murdock, Eddie Brock, Steven grant, mark Spector, jake lockley, Thor, Arthur harrow, Bruce banner, jack Russell

CW: Ass slapping, mentions of spicy times

WORD COUNT: 400+

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MATT MURDOCK

He knows.

Doesn't try and stop you tho, he actually likes it.

Gets all cheeky and cracks dirty jokes, if he's in the mood he'll be totally down to be fucked by you no matter where you are.

Arches his ass towards you on purpose.

EDDIE BROCK

Is confused.

Oh so it's like that? It's only fair to return the favor.

"What do you think you're doing human"

"What you don't like it V?"

You make a game out of it, who slaps the other more times.

Venom helps whoever was less annoying this day.

STEVEN GRANT

"Oh, haha😃❓"

Gets so blushy.

You tell him how cute his ass is

"You think.. my ass is nice?"

Doesn't know how to react but he likes it.

Secretly hopes you'll slap his ass every time you walk by, but only when you're alone.

He's really embarrassed if you do this in public and asks you to not. Respect his boundaries.

He has a thing for you playing with his ass just saying.

MARK SPECTOR

"Really? You know I could break your arm right here and now?"

Finds it kinda funny and chases you around the house, when he catches you expect your ass to be beaten.

You brought it to yourself.

Calls you a dirty boy.

JAKE LOCKLEY

Oh yeah? You really did it?

😏

Bitch I dare you to do it again.

(You do it again)

Throws you over his shoulder and onto the bed.

Pines you down "that's what you get"

Pines your head down and the rest is up to you.

THOR

"Oh? 😊"

Slaps you back.

A little hard but that's ok.

Really enjoys it, it's like a habit for the two of you.

He just does it in public, like it's a form of greeting between the two of you.

"hey babe" *ass slap, cheek kiss*

ARTHUR HARROW

"Oh you wanna play dove?"

Doesn't mind it, but won't do it himself.

"Hm I'm busy now my love but we'll continue later"

May punish you later when you're alone iykyk.

BRUCE BANNER

"Oh is everything ok? Why did you do that?"

"Just thought your ass looked cute"

"Oh ok"

Awkward smile and he's blushing.

It'll take time for him to get used to it.

But he likes it, it makes him feel good.

JACK RUSSELL

"Oo haha that's something new"

Obsessed.

He wants to feel your hand on his ass every single moment.

He's really touch starved and will want every drop of effaction and touch he can get.

Will be surprised every single time.

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!GIFS ARE NOT MINE!

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Request Rules

Please read these rules before requesting anything! If you do not, and send me an ask beyond my rules or against them, I will be blocking you.

Scroll to my master list to know who and what I will write for!

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Do know that sometimes I do get tired of writing, so if I just stop writing then I will get back to doing so as soon as I can, please be patient with me.

I will get to requests as soon as I can.

I do write x readers but I do not feel comfortable with writing x female readers. I will only do x Male and x GN readers but mainly GN.

If you have a specific request then please make sure to give me the details I need to write what you want me to.

This is all for fun, as I want people to enjoy my writing, so if you’re unhappy with something I write then Im sorry.

You can also request me to try and write a character from media that I have listed and I will try my best.

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WILL DO ✅

I will do x reader, as said before.

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Hurt/Comfort

I will also write oneshots for just the characters as well.

I will also do character ships just ask!

You can also ask for more than one character

WILL NOT! ❌

Smut

Yandere

Incest

Podophilic ships

x Oc

Nor Abuse

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Fandoms I write for:

Encanto

Fullmetal Alchemist

Undertale

Homestuck

Genshin Impact

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Five Nights at Freddys Security Breach

Identity V Detroit Become Human Bungou Stray Dogs

The Owl House

The Legend of Vox Machina

Marvel

The Adventure Zone: Balance

God of War: Ragnarok

Hermitcraft/Life Series

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Characters I write as:

Encanto Camilo Madrigal (Main) Bruno Madrigal Mirabel Madrigal

FMAB Greed (Main) Ling Yao Edward Elric Envy

Undertale Sans (Main) Chara Frisk Papyrus Asgore

Homestuck Karkat Vantas (Main) Jade Harley Dave Strider Roxy Lalonde Rose Lalonde Tavros Nitram Eridan Ampora Feferi Peixes Gamzee Makara Nepeta Leijon Kanaya Maryam Sollux Captor Vriska Serket Cronus Ampora

Genshin Impact Aether (Main) Venti (Main) Noelle Childe Zhongli Xiao Kaeya Diluc Thoma Beidou Xinyan Scaramouche

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Hanako

FNAF SB

Sunnydrop Moondrop Glamrock Freddy

IDV

Naib Subedar William Ellis Norton Campbell Mike Morton Luca Balsa Ganji Gupta Antonio Paganini Robbie White (Platonic Only) Detroit Become Human

Connor Nines Gavin Reed

Bungou Stray Dogs

Dazai Osamu (Mafia and Ada) Atsushi Nakajima Chuuya Nakahara Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

The Owl House

Hunter (Main) Gus Porter Willow Park Amity Blight Luz Noceda Raine Whispers King Darius The Collector

The Legend of Vox Machina

Percival De Rolo Vax Vex Scanlan Shorthalt

Marvel

Steven Grant Mark Spector Peter Parker (Tom Holland) Doctor Stephen Strange Tony Stark

The Adventure Zone

Barry Bluejeans Lup Tacco Taako Tacco Kravitz Magnus Burnsides Lucretia Davenport Angus Mcdonald (Platonic) Lucas Miller Duck Newton Minerva Aubrey Little Ned Chicane Dani Indrid Cold Amber Gris Devo La Main Oksana

God of War Ragnarok

Kratos Atreus Sindri Tyr Thor Baldur Fryer

Hermitcraft Impulse Skizz Grian Scar Tango (?) Bdubs Etho (I Can TRY some others)

Thank you for reading!

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