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eternalslover · 9 months
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Where are all my Shang Chi lovers like come on
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LIKE LOOK AT HIM, HE IS SO POOKIE BEAR BBG, AM I THE ONLY ONE THAT LIKES HIM!?
I NEED MORE SHANG CHI LOVERS, WRITERS, REBLOGGERS
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realtalkswithfinn · 5 months
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“Are You Wearing Mismatched Socks?”
Shang-Chi x widow!reader
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summary: Shaun sees a new game circling the internet and decides he HAS to challenge his girlfriend to a round.
warnings: violent play fighting, very brief mention/ joke about DV (no actual domestic violence!!), very brief mentions of Shang-Chi and Readers times as trained assassins, sex joke at the very end.
authors note: I have never written any sort of fight scene or action before so this is very new to me, but it had to be done. Also, I requested this idea to another creator here on tumblr before deciding I wanted to give it a go myself. If they write their own version, I’ll tag them so you can read that version as well!
“BABE!”
“WHAT?”
“COME IN HERE!”
“WHY?”
“JUST COME HERE!”
You sigh, blowing a strand of hair out of your face. You roll off the edge of your bed, clicking your phone off in the process, and saunter down the hall toward the sound of his voice.
Shuan stood in the center of… what used to be your living room? Both recliners and your big green couch were pushed flush up against the walls. You could see your coffee table stacked on top of your dining table in the next room over. All your blankets and knick knacks were scattered throughout the space. On the bookshelf, counters, window sills - anywhere but where they belonged.
He was looking down at his phone with an amused smile on his face.
“Done some… redecorating, have we?”
He glanced up, excitement clear on his face. “I’ll put it all back later. Give me one of your socks.”
You stared at him. “Give you… one?”
He nodded, jutting his palm out. “Yeah.”
“… why.”
“I found this game, it looks super fun!” He said, walking over to where you stood. He held out his phone, which was playing a video of what looked to be a set of twins. Each girl wore one white sock. “The goal is to rip the other persons sock off and keep yours on!”
You watched the girls tickle, tackle, and wrestle each other until one emerged victorious, sweaty sock in hand.
“I don’t know Shaun, I’m not sure I wanna play a game where I have to free your dawgs.” You teased.
“Hey! My ‘dogs’ aren’t that bad. Yours on the other hand-“
You smacked his arm. “Hey-“
“That’s the spirit!” He said, tossing his phone on the couch. “Now, give me a sock.”
“Get your own so- HEY!”
He yanked your right leg up by the back of the knee, quick but careful to make sure you didn’t fall, and slid your sock off. “See, next time, you’ll try to make sure I don’t do that.”
Oh, it’s on.
“Fine.” You sigh, trying to seem unamused. In reality, you were rather excited to play. The game looked fun enough when the girls played, but a round between two ex- child assassins? Things were going to get interesting fast.
Shaun beams at you and slides the sock onto his own foot. He looks at you, then your remaining sock, and raises an eyebrow. “Are you wearing mismatched socks?”
“Do you want to play or not?”
He backs away, hands raised in a surrender motion. “My bad, my bad, I should know better than to question you.” He moves a good three feet in front of you and reaches out for a handshake. “May the best man win.”
You yank his hand forward and flip him over your shoulder, slamming him down hard onto the cushy carpet. You twist and dive, aiming for his pink striped sock, but he rolls away quickly, jumping to his feet.
“That’s totally not fair! We hadn’t started yet!”
“Sorry, I didn’t realize you made all your opponents wait for your mark before fighting.”
He scoffed. “I was trying to be civil with you.”
“Don’t.”
He kicked out with his bare foot, leaving the socked one on the ground. The impact set you back a bit, but you regained yourself before slamming into the TV.
“Watch the furniture!” He teased, diving down toward your feet.
You dove over him, rolling and landing on your feet far on the other side of the living room. You crossed your arms and tapped your socked foot impatiently. “Gee, I thought the great Shang-Chi would find this game tedious. Assumed you would’ve won by now.”
Shaun rolled his eyes before running toward you again. You attempted to jump out of the way, but he snagged you by the waist. He tackled you to the floor as carefully as he could. Sweet, but his mistake. He only held you with one arm, using the other to stop your fall, making it easy for you to wiggle out of his grip.
You rolled slightly to the left and knocked him face first into the carpet. You crawled toward his foot, forgetting to keep your own feet away from his hands. You yelped when you felt him grabbing at your ankles and started kicking violently. He managed to tug your sock a bit, but lost his grip quickly.
You yanked yourself away from his hands, curling your feet under yourself into a crouch position. Shaun wasted no time crawling toward you, laughing as he went. You scuttled backward but came to an abrupt stop when you slammed into the couch.
He was closing in. You didn’t have anywhere else to run, so you took the offensive route and thrust yourself forward, sending the two of you sprawling across the carpet. The force of you landing on him was unexpected and totally knocked the wind out of Shaun. While he laid there catching his breath, you swung around and reached for his sock.
Of course, he regained his breath too fast. He sat up and grabbed you, pinning your arms to your sides. “Not cool y/n.”
“I can be less cool.” you panted. He started to say something, but you thrust your arm back and elbowed him in the ribs. You snaked out of his grip and ran across the room yet again.
Shaun stood up slowly, rubbing his rib. “Come on!”
“Sorry baby.” You laughed. You stuck out your bottom lip in a teasing pout. “I’ll kiss it better after I win.”
“Oh no, I can’t let you win after this.” He chuckled.
But you had a plan.
…Hopefully, the TV wouldn’t pay the price.
You ran at your boyfriend, gathered at much momentum as you could, jumped up, and wrapped your legs around his neck. He stumbled, but managed to regain his balance.
“Aw dude!” His voice was muffled. “Can a guy get a warning before getting a crotch to the face?”
He started smacking his own back, desperately trying to grab at your sock. But ultimately he couldn’t reach your feet at the angle. You laugh and let yourself fall backward. You dangled yourself from his shoulders and looked through your eyebrows to locate which foot had the striped sock.
Honestly, there were a million ways Shaun could have escaped this position. But all of them would’ve been pretty painful for you, and you knew he would never actually hurt you for a game. Or anything, for that matter, but especially not a game. So he continued to reach and grab for your sock.
You reached down and tickled his right leg. He kicked out a little, as that was the last thing he expected from you. He stopped reaching for your sock and grabbed your thighs instead, trying to keep you from falling while he lost his balance.
You took the opportunity to snatch the sock off his foot.
“BOO!” Shaun complained.
“Whats that?? I can’t hear you over the sound of me WINNING!”
You reached your hands down to the floor and unhooked your legs from behind Shaun’s head, gracefully kicking down as if out of a handstand, and waved the sock around in victory.
Shaun stared at you. “I can’t believe you just black widowed me.”
You shrugged. “I can’t believe you talked such big game just to be taken out by a little tickle.”
“And a crotch to the face?”
“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes. “So… what do I win?”
A mischievous grin spread across your boyfriends face. “Who said you won? We gotta do best two out of three.”
“What? No! I won fair and square-“
Shaun ripped the sock out of your hands and took off down the hall. “BEST TWO OUT OF THREE!”
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You padded into your bedroom with a glass of water and a handful of ibuprofen. Shaun was already under the covers, but you could see bruises sprouting up around his exposed upper body. You weren’t much better — you had a nasty spot right on your cheekbone, as well as littered all over your body.
“Hey,” you greeted gently, sitting on the edge of the bed.
He set his phone down and looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes. “Hey.”
You took his hand and dumped a few ibuprofen into it. “Maybe we should play a little gentler next time.”
He smiled before popping the tablets into his mouth. “Maybe.”
You passed him the water glass and he took a swig before passing it back to you. You took your own dose and set the glass on the nightstand. Shaun pulled the covers up for you to crawl under, to which you happily did, curling right up against him.
He ran his fingers over the forming bruise on your cheek. “Aw dude. Does it hurt?”
“I’ve had worse.”
“People are gunna think I hit you.”
“You kinda did.” You laugh.
“Not on purpose!” He defended. He moved his hand to cup your face before sending you a pointed stare. “You, on the other hand, had malicious intent.“
“And who won all three rounds?”
Shaun glared at you but couldn’t argue. He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the bruise. “Thanks for playing with me.” He said softly.
You reached up and rested your hand over his. “Anytime. Thanks for putting the couch back.”
He chuckled, closing his eyes. “Anytime.”
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“Dude, what happened to you?” Katy asked gawking at Shaun, who had stiffly shuffled into work covered head to toe in bruises. “Bad guys?”
“Y/n.”
Katy curled her lip in disgust. “Didn’t need to know that dude.”
“What? Oh my god Katy, no, we were playing the sock-“
“Nope. Too late. Image is already there.”
“KATY.”
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make-me-imagine · 1 year
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My Person
Plot: Thinking you are going to be alone on Valentines day. You receive a surprise visit from your best-friend and secret crush.
Prompts: "I saw this and thought of you." + 'Receiving flowers with secret meanings.' and "What are these for?" "Valentines Day." "Why?" + 'First Confession'
Pairing: Shang-Chi x Gn!Reader
Requested By: @youngcroissantturkeyworribler
Warnings: Kiss at the end.
Words: 1.6k
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As you bit into another Valentines chocolate, you sighed, staring out the window. You wanted to go out, but the city was crowded, busy with all the couples wandering around town.
You hated that the idea of walking around alone on Valentines Day made you feel bad, it shouldn't, there as nothing wrong with it, you knew that. But you couldn't seem to leave the house anyways.
It had been years since you last celebrated Valentines Day, and you had to admit, you kind of missed it. You liked that there was a holiday were you could be more romantic than normal, be more cheesy than normal, and it didn't come off as weird.
You didn't mind being single, but there were parts of being in a relationship that you missed. The dates, the inside-jokes, the intimacy.
Without meaning it to, you suddenly thought of Shang-Chi. You wondered what he was doing right now.
Did he have a date? No, he would have told you about that. Wouldn't he?
You felt your chest clench. Even if he did, you wouldn't want to hear about it.
When Valentines Day approached, you couldn't ignore the daydream of him finally asking you out. Confirming if he had feelings for you once and for all. Finally telling you if those times you caught him staring at you, or the jealousy he seemed to show when guys hit on you were all signs he had feelings for you.
But it was now Valentines Day, and he hadn't said a peep. He hadn't even brought it up at all.
Looking over at a set of drawers in your living room, you thought of the gift you bought him that was now shoved away in the drawer. You hoped you would be able to give it to him today, but it didn't seem like it was going to happen. You figured you'd save it, maybe until his birthday.
A few days before when you were with Shang-Chi, you tried to naturally bring up the topic of Valentines Day.
You were passing a flower shop and you pointed out all the flowers. Pointing to a guy buying yellow carnations.
"Yikes." You whispered out.
"What?" Shang-Chi asked.
"Yellow carnations, bad idea."
"Why?"
"They mean rejection and disappointment"
Shang-Chi looked back over at the man and frowned "Let's hope whoever he's buying them for doesn't know that."
You chuckled before pointing at yellow roses "Those are often meant as a symbol of friendship, but often mean infidelity and jealousy, and used to be used as a symbol of betrayal and separation. Wouldn't wanna buy those for your Valentine either."
He chuckled "How do you know all this?"
You shrugged "One of my first jobs in high-school was working part-time in a flower shop. I loved learning about all the secret meanings behind them."
He grinned at you and your heart fluttered. You loved when he looked at you like that.
Walking over to one of the flower-shop workers, you picked a single flower and bought it. Shang-Chi watched you with curiosity.
Walking back over to him, you handed him a sunflower.
He took it gently and met your eyes "What does this mean?"
You smiled "Friendship"
Though sunflowers could be associated with friendship. Their truer meaning was that of loyalty, adoration and pure love, but you didn't feel brave enough to say that.
You were shaken from your thoughts as you heard your doorbell ring. Humming in curiosity at the sudden visitor, you walked to the door and peaked through the peep-hole. Seeing Shang-Chi in the hall, you felt your heart skip a beat.
What was he doin here?
Opening the door, you tried to hide your surprise with a smile "Shang-Chi, hey!" You said cheerfully.
He grinned at you "Hey."
"What's up?"
He shrugged as he lifted up a bag from your favorite food-spot "I thought I might stop by to see if you were hungry."
Your chest was tight as butterflies raged through your stomach. "How do you always know when I'm hungry?" You joked.
He shrugged his head and smiled "Friend intuition."
As you stepped aside, Shang-Chi walked in and made his way to the kitchen. You watched him for a moment as you tried to steady your breath. You wondered if he remembered today was Valentines Day, or if it had slipped his mind entirely.
Taking out the food, you and Shang-Chi fell into a familiar pattern. Sitting across from each other at the kitchen island, dividing the food and talking about your day. But you noticed Shang-Chi had an odd demeanor around him. You watched him closely as he picked at his food.
Looking up he caught you and froze for a second "What?"
You set down your fork and stared at him for a moment "Something's wrong."
He sat up a bit as he looked around at the food "What, did I forget something?"
You shook your head "I mean with you, your all fidgety, like you can't sit still, what's going on?"
Shang-Chi opened his mouth as if to defend himself, but he paused before taking in a deep breath and letting it out. Tapping the kitchen island a few times, you watched as he stood up and made his way towards the door.
"Shang-Chi?" You asked as you stood up. Was he leaving? Did you do something to upset him?
Shang-Chi opened the door and stepped out, but left your door open. You stood still as you watched him round the corner before he appeared again. Your breath caught in your throat as he held a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
He seemed nervous as he closed the door and walked up to you. As he handed you the flowers, you were speechless.
Finally finding your words, you spoke softly, "What are these for?" You knew, but you need to hear it.
"Valentines Day."
You met his eyes, and everything you wanted to ask came out in only one word "Why?"
Slowly, he pointed out each type of flower and spoke softly "Light red carnations for affection, pink peonies for attraction and passion, and primrose...meaning 'I can't live without you', and-" he pointed to a single sunflower in the middle of the bouquet "-adoration and pure-"
"-love." You finished for him as you slowly met his eyes.
He shrugged his head softly as he smiled shyly "After you gave me that sunflower, I looked it up, I knew you had to know all the meanings. And I hoped, that- that it meant you felt the same as me. So, I spent all night researching various flowers and then all morning finding the right bouquet to give you."
You gently ran your fingers over the flowers "The same as you?" You said in a whisper. Did that mean, what you had hoped he felt, was right?
He tilted his head as he looked at you "Do you?" He asked, a subtle hint of fear in his voice.
You nodded your head as smile played at your lips "Yes."
His smile grew into a grin as you saw him relax a bit.
Suddenly remembering the gift you got him, you stood up straighter "Oh!"
Shang-Chi watched as you went over to the drawer and pulled something out. Bringing it over to him, you had suddenly become a bit more shy as you handed it to him.
"I saw this and thought of you."
He took it gently from you as he smiled, surprised that you had anything for him. Opening it, he saw a stone beaded bracelet in various colors.
"It's jade, tigers eye and onyx." You said softly.
He smiled as he lifted it up, feeling the smooth stones in his fingers. He met your eyes again "I love it."
You smiled, warmth crawling over your face.
"When did you get this?" He asked curiously.
You laughed softly "A few days ago. I wanted to give it to you today, but I wasn't sure if...well."
"If I felt the same?" He finished and you chucked.
"Yeah."
Sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, he set the box down before taking the flowers from you. Setting them aside, he turned to look at you again and let out a soft breath as he shook his head.
"I hate that it took me so long to say anything."
You shook your head softly "It wasn't just you, I didn't say anything either."
He took a step closer to you and took your hands in his "Either way, we shouldn't waste anymore time, right?"
You smiled "Right."
"Ever since we became friends, I knew I loved you. You were my person. I just didn't realize how deep it all really was."
"You're my person to Shang-Chi."
Gripping your hand a bit tighter, he slowly pulled you closer to him. Your chests touched as his free hand rested on your waist. Your noses brushed gently as he stared into your eyes.
"I really don't think I can live without you, you know."
You smiled softly, he really did feel everything you did.
"Ditto."
He grinned before he pressed his forehead against your softly. You closed your eyes and took in a breath embracing how close he was. Your heart seemed to stutter in your chest as you felt his lips brush yours. You held your breath and kept your eyes shut as you felt his lips press fully against yours.
Leaning into the kiss, as you felt electricity seem to flow through you, your gripped his jacket with your hand. His hand wrapped around your back as he pulled you closer.
Various emotions and feelings rushed through you, as you held onto each other. And it all felt perfect, it all felt right.
xx End xx
I really hate ending fics, it never feels natural lol. I hoped you enjoyed though~
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lunathebee · 1 year
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CUDDLING WITH SHANG-CHI
A/n: I can't stop thinking about this HC; I just know he gives the best cuddle time ever.
Warning: None! So much fluff, sugary sweets that rot your teeth (and silly moments).
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Shang-Chi is definitely a human heater.
Love to wrap his arm around you and kiss the back of your neck.
You guys would chit-chat about anything tbh.
The cuddle always ends with you and him having a nap.
And this is where the fun part begins lol
Listen, I know Shang-Chi (personally; source? Trust me bro) and I'm not going to romanticize everything about this man.
He falls asleep very fast and is a heavy sleeper.
He still holds you very close to him, not in a suffocating way, but in a snuggling way.
But Shang-Chi sleeps like a log, and on some days he will be slightly snoring.
He is always the big spoon at the start of cuddling and ends up as the little spoon when you guys wake up.
Specifically, when you wake up
Like I said, he is a heavy sleeper, and the fact that you're beside him makes him feel even more relaxed and happy, so that boy ain't waking up soon.
And if you do manage to wake him up, he will say "5 more minutes, babe" without opening his eyes.
Later on, you check on him, and he's like this 💀💀
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Nothing can beats cuddling time with Shang-Chi tbh; it's not a big deal but just being in his presence is enough to make you feel safe.
Idk I feel his energy and vibe; I cannot explain it (and I'm a person who absolutely hates being touched).
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angelltheninth · 11 months
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Hi can I request Shang chi (cuddling headcanons) Thanks
Shang-Chi Cuddles You
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Good luck getting Shang-Chi to let go of you once he gets his arms around you. He can be the little spoon and the big spoon, it doesn't matter to him when you're embraced. When he's the big spoon he likes to lean his chin on the top of your head and tangle his legs with yours from behind and even tickles you a little at your sides. His hand won't wonder unless you give him signs you want more then cuddles. If he is the small spoon he loves placing his chin on your chest and smile up at you, eyes closed in bliss as you scratch at his scalp and almost make him fall asleep from how relaxing being with you like this is.
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tom-whore-dleston · 1 year
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Pairing: Xu Shangqi x f. reader
Genre: smut
Warnings: mentions of sex, hickies, scratches, amnesia, Vegas shenanigans, alcohol consumption, hangover, Shangqi being a tease, implied smut (plz let me know if I am forgetting any)
Summary: A trip to Vegas leads to you waking up to another man in your bed. 
Word Count: 864
Notes: This started as a request from my bday sleepover almost a year ago 💀 and I lost inspo for it until I decided to take part in @the-slumberparty Warm-Up: One Word Drabble. Thank you Navy and Roo for hosting this sleepover and thank you Bri Bri for the request! Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊
word generated: club
request: 🎉 from the prompt list, specially the smutty ones, 15. “I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.” and 29. “I’ll take it that you like what you see.” with Shangqi? 🫣 👀 - @hollandparkersx
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You woke up to a pounding headache and dry throat. But with your friends around, you knew that you would end up drinking more than you can handle and make even more crazy decisions. Speaking of your friends.
Oh shit, what time was it?
The alarm clock on the side of your bed flashed 11:30am. You groaned, massaging your temples. 
Well, so much for brunch at The Cosmopolitan. 
In annoyance, you snatched your phone from the nightstand. Turning it on, you read a message from your best friend.
Sorry, hun! Was gonna wake you up but then we saw you snuggled up to that hottie from the club last night. Don’t worry, we’ll bring you something when we come back. Have fun with your man 😘 Lmk if you need more of those XL condoms 😉
What the fuck was she-
Oh…
On the opposite side of the queen sized bed was a naked man, whose body looked like it was sculpted like Michaelangelo himself. Not to mention, red scratch marks trailed down his back as if a rabid animal attacked him. That couldn’t have been your doing…right? 
He began to roll over, exposing his equally sculpted chest and abs that was littered in hickies and kiss marks. Your eyes widened when you realized the lip stains on his body matched the shade of your lipstick from last night. As you wiped the side of your mouth, your smeared lipstick appeared on your fingertips. Finally awake, the man stared at you, leaning against his propped arm. You tried not to stare at his bulging bicep, but he caught on as he smirked. 
“Good morning, sweetheart,” the man slurred with a low, sexy morning voice that was richer than the coffee you craved to cure your hangover. His eyes scanned your bare torso, smirking as you quickly covered yourself.
“No need to be embarrassed, sweetheart,” he chuckled and you watched his chest rise and fall. “I already know you look beautiful naked.” Your cheeks heated up and you slowly let the blanket fall in your lap.
“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”
The man laughed again. “Well you and I got pretty drunk last night and I guess one thing led to another…”
Now your memories were coming back to you. You and your friends went club hopping on the strip, and you met the guy in bed with you on the bus ride there. While you were still sober, you and he chatted over how you were in Vegas for your friend’s birthday, and he was there to get over some family issues he dealt with in the past month. 
By the time you got to the club, he paid for you and your friends' drinks. You basically left both of your groups to dance with each other but would still follow each other on each ride to the different clubs. At the end of the night, you and he went back to your room while both of your friend groups stayed behind to find a place to eat. The rest of the night with him was still a blur but it was pretty clear that you both slept with each other. Only thing was, you forgot his name.
“I’m sorry,” you started, “but can you remind me of your name please?” 
“Don’t sweat it. It’s Shangqi.” You nodded and then gave him your name.
“I remember your name, sweetheart.” Shangqi smiled. “Surprised you forgot mine when you were screaming it all night long.”
You clenched your jaw as you grew wet between your legs. The urge to pounce on him was strong, especially with the way he stretched across the bed. Your gaze automatically landed on his groin that hid underneath the bed sheet. 
“I’ll take it that you like what you see,” Shangqi teased once he caught you staring. You curled your lips inward as your face warmed up. He decided to change the subject to spare you of your embarrassment. 
“Got any plans for today?” Shangqi asked.
“I was supposed to go to brunch with my friends but seeing that they found us sleeping together, they decided it was best to leave me behind.” Shangqi gave you an apologetic look, feeling bad that he kept you from your friends. You reassured him, “Don’t worry though, I had a great time last night. I mean, I don’t remember everything that happened, but I know it was fun.”
“Yeah, we went through like 5 condoms last night.” He picked up an opened condom packet, causing your breath to hitch when you realized it was a gold XL packet like your friend mentioned in the text. 
You huffed out a flustered breath. “Wow, I guess there is a lot more that I don’t remember from last night.” 
Shangqi’s next words turned you into a puddle. “Want me to jog your memory, sweetheart?” 
You bit your lip as your thighs rubbed together to ease the growing need in your core. God, this man made it extremely impossible to resist him. “Yeah, help me remember every single detail.”
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akariamai · 1 year
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The Golden Dagger Club
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Pairing: Shang-chi x symbiote!reader
Word Count: 2145
You were just starting to repair the damages of a recuperating career and then the Blip happened. You were dusted away for five years and appeared back into your shitty apartment – your old shitty apartment that was occupied by someone else – and were left with nothing. Your clothing and furniture were all thrown away and your renewed show was trashed because everyone still alive was trying to cope with the loss of loved ones.
To those that stayed, you were considered lucky. Is it lucky to have nothing to come back to? The banks refused to help and getting any loans needed minimum of five years of income. Obviously that’s impossible as you were dusted for all five of those years making the institution useless. No one was willing to hire either as you were often overqualified or lacked any recent experience in the workforce.
Unlike some of the others who also disappeared, you didn’t have a family to help you adapt to the new culture that flourished whilst you were gone. There was still a semblance of the old but you were on your own.
Waiting was the worst. The United Nations were scrambling to provide provisions, documents, and other essentials for those who came back. It was a real shit show and at times, made you wish you never came back.
You had to worry about scavenging enough food for Venom or else it’s your organs that’ll be on the menu and you want your organs to remain intact and uneaten. You also don’t want to watch Venom bite someone’s head off again. You had to work fast as Venom was most likely going to starve and the government wasn’t working fast enough.
You heard murmurs of an underground tournament that pays very well for winning contestants. You weren’t a stranger of questionably immoral activities. You and Venom needed this. It was a saving grace in the waiting game of darkness. The United Nations were behind on provisions and housings, and you couldn’t wait for the miracle of them hurrying along the process.
So you left. The world didn’t need to know you were back, undusted and alive. It had moved on without you and there was no point in sticking around. The world would believe you were the unlucky ones to be at the wrong place during the Snap.
The world would get to learn of the existence of Venom, see the both of you as more than a blurry black figure from security cameras. See the two of you reappear after your hiatus. Your reappearance will be on that podium, hundred of eyes on you, seeing you, and cheering for you. 
You had arrived to your brand new start. A new beginning to the end of a shitty chapter. “Welcome to the Golden Daggers Club! We’re a multi-platform global operation. Every fight live streamed on the dark web. Thousands of viewers placing bets as we speak.” The ringmaster, Jon Jon, explained as he handed you the sign up sheet. You read carefully, not wanting to be screwed over in the end, and when you deemed everything acceptable you signed on. It was fast and easy. Pen on paper and suddenly a new door opened.
There must’ve been hundreds of people in the unfinished building. Small cells, containing smaller fights, lead up to the giant podium where the grander fights and higher betting stakes take place. Within the club, you had to earn your place. Starting in those small cells and work your way up to become a favorite.
Your first opponent was no one memorable. They were enhanced to some degree but nothing remotely close to be able to take the two of you down. It was almost too easy but Venom adored the attention they’d garnered. On the other side of the cell were many onlookers, wanting to see more of the alien creature. It was itching more for fights, more advanced opponents, and scoring chocolate money. The club loved Venom. The fame and attention caught the curiosity of the club’s founder. 
Xu Xialing was cold, complex, and a fighter. Her coldness was strictly targeted to men but once she saw the person beneath Venom, she’d lighten up around the two of you. You became her friend. You’d learn bits and pieces of her past while you shared yours. She’d given you a chance to start anew even if she didn’t know it. You felt like you owed her for providing a way to provide for Venom in a way your old job couldn’t. You and Venom took it upon yourselves to take out the trash, people who were trying to shut her operation down. The club meant so much to people and you didn’t want anyone to shit on the empire she’d built. 
It was a night like any other. Bets were placed and the money just kept coming. The bar was filled as always and Venom was itching for its turn. “Take it easy on the chocolates, it’s about to be your turn.” You were currently watching the fight between Abomination, who was broken out of prison by his opponent, and the current Sorcerer Supreme, Wong. Wong seemed overwhelmed at first but managed to get Abomination to punch themselves. 
“I’ve worked up an appetite.” Venom grunted as they bit the whole chocolate bar in its entirety. You could feel it buzzing with excitement. 
Wong had won his fight and you were walking towards the main stage. “Doing what, sitting?” You replied as Venom’s pitch black skin covered you fully. Your thin arms concealed by its large muscles and build. No one in the crowd would ever guess who was underneath its skin.
The name of your opponent was called Flux. You had seen his fights before, seen him climb up ranks. You nor Venom were worried though. You’d let Venom take full control as it was its moment not yours. Venom tore onto the stage, hyping up the crowd, and waited for the fight to begin. The lights, the cheers, and the overwhelming anticipation riddled your being. It was exhilarating and you couldn’t wait for Venom to have the time of its life.
Flux wasn’t overpowered by much. Having superhuman strength, stamina and durability assists in keeping up with you and Venom. You’d been lucky no one has caught on to your weaknesses. As Venom controlled your body, you thought about how different your life had become and how thankful you were for being the right match for Venom. Feeling the immense happiness originating from it makes you happy. You knew Venom felt miserable hidden within your body, not allowed to stretch till night fell. Here in the club, it didn’t matter. Almost every fighter had some enhancement that made them different from everyone else. Had skills most didn’t possess.
Once the fight was over, the club’s staff members dragged Flux away towards the locker room. Venom, after celebrating its win with the crowd, followed afterwards. A giant teeth-filled grin dwelled on its face until its skin disappeared into your body.
You opened your designated locker and pulled out a box of chocolates and a 12 pack of diet soda. Opening them one by one you feed Venom by placing them into its mouth and congratulating them on its win while you consume the diet soda. In moments like these Venom resembled a puppy. Craved for your attention and wanted to feel loved. 
You’d notice Jon Jon speaking to someone you’d only seen on your phone. The Bus Boy video that’s been dominating the internet. Venom had dismissed the guy as he wasn’t anything special except for maybe his delicious brain but you didn’t want to find out.
“[Reader], Venom,” Jon Jon yelled, “the boss wants to talk!” The guy next to him watched curiously at the Venom head appearing out of your side.
“If anyone steals even one chocolate or soda, I’ll bite your head off and feast on your organs.” Venom made sure to show off its teeth to the remaining contenders before going to Xialing’s office. You sat down on a chair waiting for her to arrive. Jon Jon left the dubbed Bus Boy in her office as well. He stayed standing, not knowing what to do. He was nervous, that was evident, and a bit awkward.
“Do you know who we are supposed to meet?” He didn’t know how to talk to you or Venom. If he were being honest, Venom kinda scared him. The threats given did not help at all. “I need to find my sister. Do you know her, Xu Xialing?” You noticed he kept a white tissue around his nostrils. The metallic smell of blood allowed you to know the reason why.
You stayed quiet not knowing the reason as to why he was asking. Knowing he was in her workplace, she’ll show herself eventually.
She walked in, taking her place behind her laptop.
“You run this place?” He talked in Mandarin. 
“I own it.” She replied back. 
Another woman was let in by Jon Jon, counting the stack of cash as she walked into the room. She was adorable when she was caught red handed. Having bet against the man, her friend apparently. “Did you bet against me?”
“No.” She lied. “I bet on that Venom dude earlier.” In an attempt to change the subject, she turned the attention on you and Xialing, “Hi Xialing and stranger. I’m Katy. You’re, like, such a badass. Everything that you do is, like, so cool. That was really cool.” She walked towards one of the seats next to her friend, which you still did not have a name for.
“This is [Reader].” Xialing replied, “The Venom dude from earlier.”
Katy gasped excitedly, “No way! I thought Venom had more muscles. Love the costume by the way. What fabric do you use?” She shook your hand frantically and laughed, “Your fight was so amazing. You made me a lot of money.”
You had never integrated with someone who had so much shameless confidence. She had seen you and Venom fight and she was treating you like a hero. Most run away at the sight of the two of you. It was a nice change of scenery. “Alien, I guess? Venom come out and say ‘hello’ to a fellow fan.”
“A fan…” He muttered as he moved his head towards her, “So unafraid, so courageous. You shall not be eaten.”
She chuckled nervously, “Thank you.”
“I like your pants.” Xialing turned the conversation towards herself.
Katy blushed, “Thank you. Thanks. Yeah.” She was obviously flattered by the compliment as she smoothed out her yellow pants.
“What do you want?” The coldness of Xialing's voice appeared suddenly. A certain sharpness you had never heard, finally making its existence known.
“The Ten Rings ambushed us in San Francisco.” San Francisco was the place where you once lived. The tomb of the life you once had. 
“I saw the video.” Everyone had seen the video. It became a viral phenomenon which was rare as it raced against hero and alien sightings, and meet and greets with international heroes.
“They took my pendant. They’re gonna come for yours next.” You had learned about the pendant Xialing never took off as it was a gift from her mother. To learn he shared the same or similar pendant must mean only one thing. “I don’t know what he wants with them, but we both know it can’t be good.”
“You know what he said to me when he left?” You heard this story only once. It was a painful memory of abandonment and the loss of a sibling. Not in death, but in spirit. Lost of hope while living in the fragments of an once happy family. “‘I’ll be back in three days.’ And after three days, I went to our mom’s shrine and waited. Three days turned into a week, a week turned to a month, and a month turned to six years. That’s how long it took me to realize I didn’t need him any more. I built this place on my own. I didn’t need you then, and I don’t need you now.”
“I volunteer to eat him.” Venom liked Xialing. She snuck chocolates to it and was the first person, who wasn’t [Reader], to not be afraid of it. She gave you and it a home. “I’ll make it painful.” He licked his lips to scare Xialing’s brother even more.
Xialing smiled at Venom. It was the thought that counted and Venom meant well. He inched away from you and asked, “Then why would you send me the postcard?”
“What postcard?”
He got up from his seat and reached into his pockets. He slowly walked towards her before handing it to her.
“I didn’t send you this.” After she spoke those words, everything went to shit.
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romeulusroy · 1 year
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Imagine going missing as a child only for your brother Shang to find you in Ta Lo:
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He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Forget the magic, the way the leaves swirled around him, the elegance and danger in the way his aunt fought, forget all that. It's been a long time since he's seen your face, long enough to question if it was really you at all, or simply his mind playing games. Timid in your steps, you tapped her on the shoulder, informing her even more people were getting ready for what was to come, fearing both invaders and Xu Wenwu's actions. What was once a peaceful, but cautious, home has turned into a place you no longer recognize. You never thought the Dark Gates would need defending in your lifetime. It wasn't your home, though. Shang knew that much. This wasn't your home, this was your escape. It wasn't until you were close, close enough to hear your voice, to meet your eyes, did he feel like what he'd been imagining had come to reality in seconds.
It was you.
His baby sibling. You were so little when your mother had passed. He felt like he needed to step in, hold you when you cried, assure you it was going to be okay. You all knew your father wouldn't, he couldn't. As soon as Shang was put to work, and you and Xialing were left behind, you'd made up your mind: you were running away. As the years passed, and you got better at being invisible to your father, you learned all you could about your mothers past, about Ta Lo. No one knows how you made it through the bamboo forest, how you found a way in, but you had the night Shang was sent away. Everyone was too distracted to notice. He hadn't even known you were missing all this time until he reconnected with Xialing. At first, they thought you'd followed him, but it would be clear much later you'd run off on your own. Hearing all that had happened, your aunt took you in. You couldn't face anymore time with your father, that much was clear.
She raised you as her own, giving you the love and comfort you could have only dreamed of. You wanted to go back to your sister, to save her, but your aunt forbid you. If you left there was no guarantee you'd ever come back. She couldn't risk it. Xialing mourned you and Shang every day. She felt abandoned, something you never wanted to do. You thought your brother would be back soon, that he could get the both of them away from your fathers reign and someday come here. Shang wished every day he hadn't left either of you behind, that you wouldn't have had to run away so young. He blamed himself for that and would for a long time. You still had a baby face, the same shy smile. Looking at you, it felt like everything in the world had changed and, at the same time, nothing at all. . . .
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helpinghanikan · 2 years
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Kinktober day 14
Day 14: Love bites/marking (Shang-Chi)
AN: Full disclosure I've been writing his name as Shang shi instead of Shang-chi. I went through and fixed it but IDK how his name works exactly. As in I don't know if he'd be referred to as simply Shang or if it'd be the full Shang-chi. If anyone knows please tell me.
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“I’m not leaving until later. Like, five.” Shang whined when you rolled on top of him.
An alarm had been set for this very reason. So you’d be able to get on top of him before he got up and started moving around. When he started moving around then he would start packing. Before you know it he would be moving out of your place and headed off. You’d be left with nothing but a kiss on the lips.
“I know,”  you say between nips to his neck. “That’s why I wanna get this out of the way before I forget.”
Shang doesn’t ask anymore questions. The man sleeps like the dead so he doesn’t really think much when half awake. Only knowing that you were there and he really liked what you were doing to his neck and shoulders.
Bouncing between sucking and kissing you gently rubbed over his pecks. His stomach. Over his arms with the intent of keeping that soft smile on his face. Humming peacefully when your lips drag up his jaw and to his ear. A little nibble on his lobe before traveling back down to the little spot you’ve been working on.
“Keep that up,” Shang mumbled, a hand resting in your back. “Feels good.”
Now, how could anyone say no to that?
It would take some time before Shang noticed your little project. He’s going to run a hand over his throat and shoulders. Pressing experimentally against them. He’s not going to say anything though. Just like how he won’t admit that he actually likes them.
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kimoralov3 · 2 years
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shang-chi as a dad
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a/n: i told y'all the shang-chi brainrot was strong this week. also i start writing this i just posted electric love and i found a gif that would've worked way better and now i'm sad
as always i like to start with how he'd be during pregnancy and let me tell y'all
i know i say this like every time but he'd be the best person to be around when you're pregnant
saying that he'd wait on you hand and foot doesn't feel right because i feel like he'd do more
he has no complaints about getting up at like 3 in the morning to get you a very specific debby cake that they only sell at the corner store across town
he remembers all the teas and stuff his mom drank when she was pregnant with xialing so he'll make some for you whenever you need it
and even tho he has absolutely no idea how to assemble furniture because he bought his all premade, he puts up the crib and the playpen once you get too far along in your pregnancy to bend down and such
there were definitely moments where he thought that he wouldn't be a good father because he didn't really have a good father
but you were always there to reassure him that he would do his best at being a father, and that no one was truly perfect
he's had the hospital bag packed since you were like 6 months so when it's time to go y'all are fully prepared
like i said he wants this to be as unstressful as it could be
he definitely cries when y'alls baby is born
he didn't believe that he could bring something so beautiful in the world he totally could have y'all seen this man
the two of you take turns waking up at night to care for the baby
and on his nights and nights where you're in such a deep sleep the baby's cries didn't wake you up, he'd go in there, feed and change them, and tell them stories to help them fall asleep
even tho him and his father don't have the best relationship, he'd still tell his child his father's story because he grew up hearing it and it's a big part of his story as well
you loved taking pictures of him holding the baby because it doesn't matter how old the baby gets, he'll always hold it like it's the first baby he's ever held
xialing will always visit whenever she gets the chance because she would absolutely adore her little niece/nephew
she is the hot rich auntie and i could be her housewife
when the baby is older he'll take the two of you to the compound where he and xialing grew up
because let's be honest that view is fucking amazing
and shang-chi is definitely the type to want to share his home and culture with you and your child (and if you have a distinct culture you'll do the same as well)
so also expect lessons between shang-chi and your child where he teaches them a bunch of cultural dishes
and once again this is a moment where you just have to get a photo because it's so adorable
all in all he is a great father and he deserves the world
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make-me-imagine · 11 months
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Camera Roll: Shang-Chi celebrating Día de los Muertos with you
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Camera Roll when spending Día de los Muertos with Shang-Chi
Requested by @youngcroissantturkeyworribler; hope you like it~
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lunathebee · 1 year
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[9:22]
Imagine if the reader is Shang-Chi's lover, and while Katy and he were going through some serious trouble (like in the movie), Y/n was just enjoying their vacation on the other side of the planet like…
*Katy screaming for her life in near death situations*
-Cut to Y/n enjoying a new tropical drink-
*Shang-Chi having a brutal fight with his own DAD*
-Cut to Y/n taking picture of a sunset-
And when Y/n is back from vacation, all three of them will be staring at each other like:
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Y/n: What....the fuCK happened to YOU TWO??? WHY- are they bruises? OH mY- hi bae missed you a lot *give Shang-Chi a quick kiss* BUT WHAT HAPPENED?
Katy: *trying not to smile*
Shang-Chi: *whispered softly* don't
Katy: *take a deep breath*
Y/n:...
Katy: A GUY WITH A FREAKING MACHETE FOR AN ARM-
Shang-Chi: NO-
(and this is them later, Y/n protecting Katy from Shang-Chi 😭😭)
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angelltheninth · 9 months
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Can u PLEASE do NSFW alphabet letters I, S, H with Shang Chi?? I need that in my life 😭😭😭 you da best it will save me
Consider yourself saved Anon!
Pairing: Shang-Chi x Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, impact play, aftercare, biting, handjob, cum marking
A/N: Still waiting for him to come back to the MCU, come on Marvel, give him back for longer then 5 seconds pretty please.
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H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?) 
He's too much of a sweetheart to humiliate you or talk down to you. Even in the context of dirty talk he'll feel bad about it once he says it. The only kind that kind kind of work is when he insults you but then tops that with so much praise that you almost forget about the bad thing he initially said to you.
I - Impact play (here’s where talking about things like spanking, paddles, canes, floggers and the like.) 
Very much into impact play. Slapping, spanking and caning are his favorite and as someone who can easily kill a man he knows exactly where and how to hit to make the pain just enough but to not actually cause any real harm. Hearing you moan from each of his impacts, seeing your skin get sensitive and bruised up, making you tear up from the combination of pain and pleasure really does awaken his inner sadist. Yet every time he engages in impact play he follows it up with a nice massage, ice or heating pads on the bruised areas, a really long and relaxing bath and a cuddle session to end it with.
S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?) 
Handjobs are okay for him and he also likes to perform oral on you quite a bit. You're his favorite thing to taste in the morning and he always gets hard from it so he's getting that handjob either way when you think about it. Unlike his usual tempo this one is very, very slow, almost like he's dragging his mouth and tongue over you rather then actually trying to get you to come. Always manages to finish in the morning, which also means he always has to throw things into the washing machine while watching you wipe his cum off yourself. Too bad you can't leave it on, it looks quite good on you.
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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years
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Until I Found You
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Pairing: Xu Shangqi x !Avenger f. reader
Genre: angst + fluff + minimal smut
Warnings: questioning of the multiverse, mentions of death, crying, pillow talk, handjob, initial penetration
Summary: Shangqi questions how different his life would be in another universe, but realizes it’s not worth living in without you.  
Word Count: 1k
Notes: I went through the ‘if the multiverse was real’ trend on tik tok, hence why this is so feelsy 😅🥲 Huge thank you to @sparkledfirecracker for helping me with the angst and fluff aspects and to @geekygee01 for the finishing touches!! I greatly appreciate y’all 💖Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊
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Shangqi enjoyed when you showered him with love and attention every now and then, but you noticed that he was more touchy feely than normal. It didn’t change the way you went about your day, nor did it change the way you love him. But you were curious as to what got him in this kind of mood. It got to the point where your signs of affection weren’t enough so after dinner, he dragged you into his room to passionately fuck you. An hour later, your lover spilled his taint inside you, pecking small kisses over your sweaty face.
Shangqi collapsed onto the bed next to you, lungs begging for fresh air as he came down from the blissful high that you brought him to. You giggled next to him, staring at the ceiling as if looking straight into the pearly gates of heaven. Your hands linked together in the middle of the bed, and then your eyes met like a magnet pulled you towards one another. 
“You still with me, Princess?” your super boyfriend asked, dragging his thumb over your hand. 
You smiled, “Yeah, just needed to catch my breath.”
“C’mere Princess, I wanna hold you.” You obligingly rolled over until your naked body was flush against Shangqi’s and he instantly wrapped his arms around you. 
“Someone’s extra cuddly and affectionate today,” you teased, smiling until your cheeks were sore. What Shangqi was about to say next made you regret poking fun at him.
“I’m sorry if I’m too much, baby. I just don’t want you to leave me.” He hid his face into the crook of your neck. Your heart hurt like a bee had stung it and the wound swelled against your chest. 
“Woah, now,” you frowned, worry and melancholy laced in your voice. “I love you and I would never leave you. Why would you ever think that?” Not a peep came from Shangqi as his face stayed buried there. You called out his name, almost like a whisper, causing him to peek his head out. His brown eyes glistened with tears that were aching to fall down his face.
“This is gonna sound silly.” As much as you wanted to retort and disagree with him, you allowed him to speak his mind. “Last night, I had a dream that you died while fighting the Scarlet Witch–well, Wanda–and I obviously didn’t take your death very well, so I joined her in helping her find her sons. And in turn, she promised to help me find a universe where we could be together again. The thing is, Wanda knew all along that there wouldn’t be a universe where you loved me because I followed the footsteps of my father. You only saw me as a killer.” Shangqi paused. Not because he was waiting for a response from you, but because he was fighting the urge to choke on his words. 
“You know something. I was always curious about the multiverse. After my father died, I wondered what my life would be like if both my mother and father were still alive. Maybe I wouldn’t have had to spend my whole childhood learning to become an assassin. Maybe my relationship with my sister wouldn't be so strained. Maybe my mom and dad would have grown old together like they wanted. We could’ve been happy. We could’ve been a real family. But then I realized other things. I would’ve never met Katy. I would’ve never taken the rings. I wouldn’t have met your dad and become an Avenger.” Shangqi’s voice began to crack as a tear finally trickled down his cheek. “Most of all, I would never have met you.” His head burrowed into your neck again, sobbing while squeezing you tenderly against him. Your fingers combed through his hair tossled from your previous activities. You allowed him to cry until he was ready to continue.
“I don’t know how many other universes there are—I’d actually rather not know—-but I don’t ever want to live in a universe without you in it. I can’t live without you, Princess.” His words struck a chord deep inside you. He plucked that chord inside you as his wet tears permeated your collarbone. It didn’t register that you had been crying until a salty tear dripped onto your lip and you struggled to breathe out of your nose. 
“Shangqi, look at me.” Your hand caressed his tear stained cheek, causing him to peer into your loving eyes. His vision was blurry due to his tearful eyes, but he still managed to find your gaze. “It was just a dream. I’m here and I’m safe with you. I didn’t have the privilege of jumping universes with Strange and America, but I doubt that you became your father in every universe. And I refuse to believe that I hated you in every universe.” You pressed your lips to his temple, leaving them there for a few seconds. He grinned slightly behind the sniffles. 
“Your mind is playing games with you and I don’t want you listening to them. I love you, Shangqi, and nothing will ever change that.” While you talked, Shangqi rested his hand over yours on his cheek, drawing circles over your hand with his thumb. He loved how you always knew the right words to say that would make him feel better. After the years of pain he went through, you and your love were exactly what he needed. 
Another tear trailed down your eye as your lips curled into a warm smile. “No matter how many universes there are in the multiverse, I hope every variant of me is lucky enough to be loved by you.”
Shangqi wasted no time in pulling you closer to him so he could kiss you. His lips molded against yours as if they were made to be sculpted together. He traced your bare skin with his taut hands, cherishing your ethereal curves. Without breaking the kiss, you threw your leg over his hips, hoisting yourself up so you can straddle him. Shangqi grinned against your lips at the sudden maneuver. 
“Let me prove to you that I love you and will never leave you.” As you moved down his legs, Shangqi watched you with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. Grasping his cock, you stroked him until he was pulsing with desire in your hands. His raspy whimpers caused your core to slicken and throb with need. You were eager for him to fill you with his love.
“I love you, Princess. I love you so much.” You gazed into his brown eyes as you sunk on top of him, mouths falling ajar and eyebrows furrowed in the middle. Once you were connected at your groins, your lips crashed against his, drinking each other’s moans while your hips moved against one anothers to a beat that was made for the two of you.
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makethatelevenrings · 2 years
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Kinktober 2022 Requests!
Hello hello! Yes, I have a bunch of longform requests I need to get to, but I really don’t have the time to sit down and crank out 1k+ words due to being in my senior year of college.
I do have time, however, to write 500-800 word drabbles of pure sin!
Here’s how it’s gonna work:
1. Pick a name from the list below and a number
2. Send it to me in an ask
3. I will post each day of October with the corresponding number
4. As requests come in, I will cross off which numbers have been selected so there aren’t duplicates!
Easy as pie! Press the read more to see who I write for and my prompts:
Who I will write for Kinktober:
Bruce Wayne
Dick Grayson
Jason Todd
Clark Kent
Selina Kyle
Diana Prince
Shang-Chi
Sam Wilson
Yelena Belova
Carol Danvers
Pick a number:
Masturbation
Rimming
Sweat
Sex Toys
Gags
Panties & Lingerie
Pegging
Waxplay
Deepthroating & Facesitting
Praise Kink
Orgasm Denial
Sensory Deprivation
Breeding 
Public
Somnophilia
Dacryphilia
Collaring
Edgeplay
Exhibitionism & Voyeurism
Overstimulation
Size Difference
Temperature Play
Dom/Sub
Breath Play
Mirror Sex
Body Worship
Uniform
Medical
Bootworship
Stripping
Free Day!
Thank you!
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romeulusroy · 1 year
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Imagine being jealous of Shang and Katy:
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You couldn't help it.
The jealousy set in before you could stop it. You knew their relationship went no further than platonic, that you were the number one person in Shang's life, but there were times you couldn't help but doubt all of that completely. They were just so close. They worked together, they'd been best friends since they were teenagers, they went on this crazy adventure together where they fought as one grand army and all his secrets had come to light. You'd only met after all this, so when they spoke about it, laughing at all the inside jokes they've created since, you felt like an outsider. Like a third wheel on your own date. You didn't want to take any of that away from him, leaving your feelings of inferiority unsaid.
Your friends seemed to understand, offering ideas on how set boundaries, but that just felt wrong. You weren't going to make him choose between you and Katy, that wouldn't be fair at all, you wanted things more even, that's all. You and Shang had plenty of stories together, jokes that made him laugh so hard he cried, it was in the presence of Katy that he seemed to forget that. The only thing that seemed to come to mind was the fantastical story of the dragon and the arrows and all the ways they kicked ass. You were so proud of him for all he's been through, it just hurt having to nod and smile along to conversations all night because you weren't there. A few times you hoped he'd notice how quiet you were, that he and Katy were the only two talking, but he didn't. Shang loved you, he told you all the time, it felt like he forgot that though around his friend.
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