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fuck it im writing for dc characters too now

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live photos of me reading the fem! reader one shots bc i couldnt find any good trans reader fics

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“wyd” oh nothing just thinking about a younger scott who’d drive you home after your guys’ sweet first date in his somehow indestructible porsche

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scott is such a sweet lover, soft kisses with constant reassurance. the sex itself is filled with many check ins, scott will always put your needs above everything else.

however

the moments where logan just takes something a little too far or someone's touch lingers just a little too long. that brings out a different scott.

he's pushing your head into the pillow with a grip so firm, it'll be a miracle if his hands dont leave a bruise. expect hickeys all over, how else will everyone know your his? he cant help that logan got him just so worked up, he needs some way to work off that steam.

besides you aren't complaining.

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i want to eat him with a fork and knife

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IM TIRED OF PRENTENDING IM A WOMAN LET ME HAVE GAY ANGST UNHAPPY TOXIC RELATIONSHIP WITH GREGORY HOUSE

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scott pulled you flush against his chest, his strong arms securing you in place beside him in bed. a soft snore slips from his lips and his head nuzzles into the crook of your neck, his soft breath bringing a tickling sensation. an exhausted giggle slips from your mouth as you start to stir slightly, the soft glow of a rising sun tells you that it's almost time to start the day. your eyes close ignoring the responsibilities to come as you melt into the warmth of the man behind you. if only the two of you could spend all day in bed. the peaceful moment is cut by the sound of scotts alarm. a low groan rings in your ear as scott wakes up before you feel his lips press a kiss to your shoulder, signalling it's time to get up.

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getting into the x-men recently and scott summers… you have bewitched me body and soul <3

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to matt, you are his forbidden fruit.

if you drag him to hell so be it, he could never break away from your taste. between your legs is the closest to heaven he'll ever be and he's completely addicted.

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you press the soft cotton ball against matt's skin. a sharp hisses leaves his mouth filling the room, he thought he'd be used to the sting that comes with cleaning up after a night as the devil. the nightly routine of cleaning his wounds is one of his least favorite parts of the night, he would much rather just crawl into your arms. although he knows he can't complain, not when you press the bandage against his skin before placing a soft kiss to the now bandage wound. he can't help but wonder how in the hell he managed to find you. he knows he doesn't deserve you; he could swear you were an angel sent from god himself.

"my angel," he hums out at you, his rough calloused hand reaching out. you guide him so he can cup your face like he always does. for the first time this night, everything feels quiet.

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Why aren’t there more fics about Matt Murdock x trans!male readers!? 😭 I wanna live vicariously through a fic w out being reminded that I’m in the wrong body my dude! Or more fics of him w male readers or gn readers

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hear me out: Matt touching your top surgery scars.

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"angel,"

matt's voice calls out to you as he enters your shared apartment, your face flushing at the choice of nickname. it's matt's favorite thing to call you, maybe it's that catholic part of him that can't believe he found someone who loves him. he calls you angel because of how pure your love is for him but he'll never tell that.

matt can't see you but he's sure you have wings and a halo.

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matt struggles with your relationship.

none of it is because of you, it's that guilt that keeps him from ever feeling worthy of your affection. every night when he returns to you, beaten and bruised, he can't help but wonder how you manage to care for him despite being the monster he thinks he is. he finds himself recalling the feeling of hands against his skin. your touch is so gentle and kind, a harsh juxtaposition to the life he leads at night yet when he's in your arms, he feels safe. it scares the hell out of him.

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Thinking about how funny it be to see Scott taking a THC gummy for one of his awful migraines after Reader offered it to him. Just gets so relaxed and acting goofy as fuck for like 10 minutes. Then taking the best nap of his life immediately after.

God damn I'd love to see that as a fanfic

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"my girlfriend's boyfriend and i saw you from across the bar and we really dig your vibe"

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scott is carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

his strong muscles constantly tense until they fall under your touch. only then will the mask start to slip. as you rub the tension out of him, a shakey breath slips from his lips. in this moment he's no longer cyclops, the leader of the xmen. right now he's scott summers; he's your husband and that's all that matters.