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[nana-au]

mark grayson & fem!reader, MDNI cw. unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy

"ow, ow, ow." you whined.

"sorry." mark whispered, loosening his grip on the fat of your waist. "sorry."

"s'okay." you hummed, shifting on top of his lap. the second you moved, he was gripping you again, hissing as his fingers dug into you painfully. "mark!"

"i'm sorry!" he said hurriedly, snatching his hands from your body completely and curling them in fists at his side. "maybe this was a mistake."

the mistake? letting him fuck raw. it started as a joke, like "oh baby, i love you so much i wish i could get rid of this thing keeping me away from you," as if it wasn't just a flimsy barrier of latex, so thin, but apparently enough to create a distance for him.

he laughed when he said it, like it was a far fetched idea that would never come to pass. but nothing is off limits with you. not where he's concerned.

naturally, he did not expect you to agree. couldn't stop the rush of blood to his dick when you said, "you can get rid of it, as long as you pull out."

those were magic words if he's ever heard any, and who was he to reject the gift you've given him?

"just..." his breath caught in his throat, groaning involuntarily when your nails scratched the back of his neck. "stay still."

"mark," you whine. "i don't have super strong legs like you do."

he was on his back. you straddled him, legs folded in a squat so low that your heels poked just underneath your ass. you tried your hardest not to sink down on him completely. he was barely halfway inside your pussy when he begged you to stop with an urgency. but it was getting harder and harder now that you could feel every groove and vein of his cock twitching inside your walls.

your hand curled around the base of his neck while the other clung to his broad shoulders, the sweat of his skin making your palms all clammy.

you pouted, huffing impatiently. "you were the one that wanted this."

"i know, baby." he hummed hoarsely. he looked like a virgin, all tense underneath your naked body. besides his curled fists, his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed. "but i'm gonna cum if you move."

you blinked down at him, fighting the urge to laugh and failing. "seriously?"

his body heats up at the sound and he peeks open one eye, brows furrowed in offense. "don't laugh."

"it's kinda funny." you hum and lean down. "kinda cute."

mark catches the way your eyes were lidded, the way you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth in an attempt to stop your sweet giggles. the swell of your tits, hard nipples pressing against his chest, your hair brushing against his skin as you pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth—

"fuck," his hips bucked up, jolting you in his lap. you squeaked as your hips were finally seated flush against him with a wet plap! you tumbled against him, face planted into the crook of his neck.

fully sheathed in your gummy walls, mark thinks he's found heaven. you were so warm, so wet, so soft. and squeezing the life out of him—he was this close to getting you pregnant, he could feel it.

the satisfied moan that leaves your lips almost made him feel bad. but for the sake of your future, he had to take extra caution.

"okay, wait." mark inhaled a shaky breath before gripping your arms, pushing you up and away from his face. a shiver snakes its way down your spine at how easily he manhandles you, keeping your torso upright above him. he has to physically turn his head to stop his eyes from trailing along the delicious arch in your back. "don't move. i'm gonna—" he starts to pull his hips back ever so carefully. "slowly—"

"mm..." your thighs press tight around his hips, pussy tightening around him like it was begging him not to leave, to stay warm and deep inside your pretty little cunt.

"fuck—babe," he whined, brown eyes pleading as they gazed up at you. "you're not helping."

mark was gripping you way too hard again, his hips stuttering in place. you were squirming in his lap, grinding against him and he grunts, eyes screwing shut.

"mmf, m'sorry, you just feel sooo good." your eyes flutter, whimpering breathily when your aching hole was finally, finally getting the attention it needed. not enough, but still better than nothing. "we need to do this more often..."

the fact he was doing this at all coupled with the thought of doing this a second time made his head spin.

"i seriously wasn't—ah—kidding before." he choked on his words when he felt your glossy pussy clench around him, spilling slick around his pulsing red tip.

think about anything else, he begs himself. there was a new issue of seance dog coming out soon. oh, and a collectible. did he have enough money for that? holy shit, he could hear the smack of your ass against his thighs loud and clear.

his eyes flickered to your face, twisted with pleasure. you were so pretty. he loves you. he wants to grow old and retire with you. leave this fucked up hero thing behind someday. how many more times will he get to lose himself in your soft skin, body rolls, and perfect tight pussy before he kicks the bucket? he could've died happy even after the first time with you.

"y/n—"

"cum inside," you demand, brows furrowed in exertion from holding back. you wanted him to fuck you like he meant it, like how he usually does.

mark's heart lurches in his chest, his cock twitching inside you that pulls a string of moans from your pretty lips. his cheeks heat up. "y-you don't mean that." you couldn't mean that. "you said—"

"forget what i said." your head hung loose above him, upper body still suspended in the air. "cum inside." your voice was pleading, a near sob as you begged for him. "please?"

mark never told his girl no and he wasn't going to start now.

he brought you down against his chest, his arm wrapping around your shoulders. cradling you close as he pistons his hips deep inside your cunt. "yeah," he grunted, shifting his hips to get some better leverage, slamming up into you without any inhibition. "you're so fucking hot, god, you feel so good—"

all you could offer him was a strangled moan, feeling him in your stomach, chest, throat.

"fuck. i love you," he whined so sweetly, hugging you close and sinking his teeth down onto your shoulder. "m'gonna cum, but i'll make it up to you, baby, promise—"

within the next second, you felt his body tense. his grip on your ass was bruising, heavy balls tightening and spilling hot strings of cum deep inside you. his cock was coated with his own release, a milky white ring collecting at his base. you moaned softly against his skin, feeling warm and full, satisfied with the way he panted in your ear.

he didn't bother to pull out. he pumped into you slowly, fucking his cum deep inside. if he was gonna do it, might as well do it right.

then he rolled you over, laying you delicately against the sheets with a breathy chuckle, like he'd just won the jackpot. he brushed some hair out of your face and kissed your forehead.

"you're right, we do need to do this more often." he hummed, pinning your wrists beside your head and intertwining your fingers. "now, how do you want me?"

© invoncible

[nana-au]

"All it took was one text, and one photo."

Pairing: Main!Mark Grayson x Reader Warning: Smuttt a/n: super short, pretty poorly written tbh. oh well!! i am so hot & bothered for this man and really need more smutty goodness on here. please, my fellow fic writers, we need to come together and pull us through this drought

Mark stared at the screen, the message still lingering in his hands, his heart hammering impossibly loud in his chest. The words of your text were poorly typed, but unmistakable: "hslf wy thre… wsh u’d fnish me ☹." The photo that followed was a little too blurry to make out any details, but just the vague form of your soft curves was enough for every ounce of blood in his body to go rushing between his legs.

His fingers hovered over the screen, unsure what he should respond, afraid his hesitation would be the thing that ruined the moment. His thoughts swirled—he had never been this uncertain before. But this wasn’t just any moment; this was you, and you wanted him. Really wanted him.

He typed a quick reply, his fingers betraying him as he struggled to express his concern. “It seems like you’ve been drinking…”

He stared at the words, his thumb hovering over the send button. It wasn’t just the alcohol that worried him; it was the thought of accidentally hurting you. This being the exact reason you two hadn’t gone all the way even after months of being together.

The phone buzzed again before he could send his message. Another photo. This one just slightly clearer. It was your fingers, glistening under the flash of your phone camera, your index and middle fingers spread apart with a string of glorious slick hung between them. Mark’s phone screen cracked from the way he tightened his grip, head tilting back with his eyes now plastered to the ceiling.

He couldn’t take this. This was too much. He was only a man, for fucks sake. Unfastening his pants in almost a panic he pulled out his throbbing dick, breathing heavily just at his own touch. Mark’s eyes burned holes into his cracked phone screen as he stared at the two photos, stroking himself intensely and without reserve. His brain had gone completely primitive, unable to even conjure up an imagined scene in his head of you two together. Nothing but his hand, your drunk text, and those photos.

He cam in a matter of minutes, very glad that you weren’t there to see first hand how quickly you could make him finish. But much to his dismay just as he was squeezing out the last drop of hot liquid from his slit, another text vibrated his phone. He was almost scared to look. Pulling the screen to his face he was greeted with a video. The camera was shaky, and it only lasted a few seconds, but he could clearly make out your dripping cunt and the sound of your breathy moans.

And just like that, his phone was crushed into bits of worthless metal and glass. Mark swore he’d never moved that fast in his life as pulled his pants back around his waist and rocketed out of his bedroom window to your house.

Some things just had to be done in person.

[nana-au]

thinking about an alternate mark whose first and only objective in the invincible war is to get to you. you were his first love - his only love, and he's missed you desperately...

in your universe you were too nervous to make a move and now it's too late since mark and eve are basically meant for each other... so when chaos hits and all the invincible variants come to wreak havoc and mark rushes to make sure you're safe, you don't understand why he's not out there saving the world with eve.

you're in his suffocating embrace when you ask him this and he stiffens briefly, before pulling away to look down at you. his eyes so full of adoration and he asks: "who's eve?"

[nana-au]

crybaby mark grayson who sniffles and whimpers every couple of seconds when you’re giving him a handjob. his tip flushes a pretty shade of red, he can’t stop his hips from bucking, and every time you tell him to stay still he apologizes with a voice crack. . . do not give this man a blowjob, he will absolutely sob. if you think he doesn’t like it, you’re dead wrong because the moment you pull away he’s sputtering out more sorry’s, begging you not to stop because he was close. he is absolutely the type to overstimulate himself and still not be satiated i need to make him whimper. @lxkoluvsu // this is ur fault btw

[nana-au]

More bff!mark content please I BEG YOU

(Bonus points if it’s smut)

absolutely anon! MDNI

𝐁𝐅𝐅! 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 | your first time together gets ruined by sex pollen

note: this is rlly shitty mb i just wanted to write some dirty freaky nasty smut

warnings: corny sex pollen trope, afab/fem! reader, unprotected sex, slightly rough sex, tummy bulging, marathon sex, cum eating, sloppy gross makeout im sorry

bff! mark who always pictured your first time together as this slow and sensual moment where he confessed his deepest desires. he imagined himself taking his time - kissing up and down your body until you're putty in his hands... until you are so pliant and needy and breathless. he always knew he wanted to massage the fat of your thighs, the same ones he practically drools over whenever he has the pleasure of getting to see you in shorts. he knew he wanted to play with your tits; he was desperate to find out how sensitive they were. always wondering if he could make you come just from sucking on them. all and all, mark knew for his first time he wanted it to be special. unfortunately, the universe had other plans.

bff! mark who goes on some random mission cecil sends him on one hot summer day. he expects to be there and back by the days end, and he was. the alien creature that was disturbing some beach goers was shockingly easy to defeat. the only thing he wasn't expecting was the sweet gas it let out upon its death that left mark woozy. his flight home was a blur - he couldn't remember the plane he narrowly missed or the flock of birds he frightened. all he could think about was getting home. not to his - but yours.

bff! mark who stumbles through your bedroom window - not before flying right into it first. you were surprised it didn't shatter from the impact. you jump upon hearing the loud thunk of his body hitting the glass before running to your window to see mark in a daze on the ground below. your friend rips his mask off in an attempt to orientate himself and you call out to him. he shakes himself awake, floating back up and gliding into the now open window.

bff! mark who is not acting right. he's sweaty and jittery and completely out of it. he can barely form a sentence let alone a thought - unless it has to do with nestling his cock deep in your pussy. it takes you an embarrassing amount of time to realize what is happening. at first you think he must've lost too much blood - all though he looks pristine all things considered. your hands search over the fabric of his suit, trying to feel for what your eyes are obviously missing as mark all but hangs onto you. your palm skims over the ridges of his abs while your other arm shakes from supporting his weight on yours. he digs his face deep into your neck upon the invasion of your hand on his abdomen - his body practically vibrating under your attention as he lets out a soft moan. "mark, talk to me. what happened?" you ask, desperate to discover what has your best friend acting like this. the only response you get is his raspy breath in your ear. your skin tingles from his heat on you and you struggle to keep the both of you up right.

you guide the two of you to your bed, setting mark down on the plush fabric of your comforter causing him to slump over. he groans from the loss of contact - his eyes squeezing shut while his mouth pleads for you. "i need you, please," he begs. his arms feeling heavy as he reaches out for you and his whole body shakes, like he was suddenly in pain.

"mark what happened?" you ask, grabbing his hand that was lamely searching for your body. he wastes no time dragging you down beside him - suddenly having no issue finding his strength.

"please," he sobs, pulling you flush against him. "it hurts when i can't feel you," he admits which only leaves you more confused.

"i don't understand, mark," you tell him. his eyes shoot open and it's then you notice how large his pupils are. "jesus mark..." you gasp at the sight, his eyes almost completely taken over by the blacks of his pupils. "we need to call cecil," you tell him and he groans.

"don't need cecil... i need you," his bottom lip quivers and his hands abandon you as he searches for a way to get his suit off. you watch your friend struggle with the suit he wears every day - desperately grabbing at the fabric before ultimately deciding to rip it off. you hear the tear loud in your ears as he rips it down the center, exposing his glistening skin and a whole lot more underneath.

"mark, oh my god," you cough out, not before looking away upon the realization he is completely naked underneath. you can tell he is struggling ridding his limbs of the tight fabric from the way the bed shifts under his weight.

"i think we really need to call cecil," you tell him shyly, refusing to look over at him. you hear him groan again - much more childish then before. he's getting frustrated - and desperate. his hand reaches for yours and you jump at the contact.

"c'mere" he practically whispers, pulling you by your hand back into him. you close your eyes when your head makes contact with his chest - terrified of seeing your friend's naked body in such a vulnerable state. you can tell he successfully freed himself from his suit by the soft skin of his legs rubbing against your own - clad in only your sleep shorts. you lay tense beside him, unwilling to move which just wont do.

bff! mark who pulls your body onto his. he picks you up like you weigh nothing just to plop the fat of your ass against his dick. you're rigid against him, realizing you can feel his dick throbbing against the curve of your rear. "fuuuuuuuck," he lets out, his own body relaxing after finally getting an inch of the attention he's been needing.

"mark," you can barely get out, swallowing roughly while you feel your best friend rock steadily against you. his precum wicks against the fabric of your shorts and you feel the cold, wet fluid on your right cheek. "mark... what are you doing," you ask him - unsure if he even knows. he doesn't respond, just grunts while bucking pathetically against you and you feel terrible for taking note of just how big he is - but how could you not? it had sprung out of his suit painfully red and stiff and here he is rubbing it on you. you begin to grow dizzy from the realization of what was actually happening to you: mark, your best friend, the guy you grew up with and had a painfully pathetic crush on is hot and bothered underneath you, of all people. while you're deep in thought, he shifts, grabbing the base of his dick and shoving it into the right leg hole of your shorts before continuing to rock - savoring the feeling of his cock sandwiched between your shorts and underwear. you're speechless - utterly confused yet entirely turned on. you feel guilty - sure that mark has absolutely no clue who you even are at this point.. that is until he grunts out your name which causes your eyes to open. you look down at him, his usual doe brown eyes are black and his mouth is slack from looking up at you in awe. his hips start to pick up pace upon seeing your eyes on him - his body burning for more.

bff! mark who can't wait anymore. he needs to be inside you. "in.. in.. in.." he's chanting, moving your body as he pleases without so much as a struggle. he flips you around until you're beneath him, his toned body resting just above yours. you can practically feel his heat wafting off of him - threatening to cook you alive. his eyes are still glued to yours - like they're the only things he wants to look at. they're intense which causes you to look away, now focusing on his wide shoulders encompassing you. you feel oddly safe underneath his strong body before an overwhelming wave of arousal ripples down you. he shivers above you - his whole body shuddering like he felt the exact same sensation as you just now. he reaches down - ripping your shorts and panties in one go - freeing them from your body and giving him access to where he wants the most. his hand reaches down to check if you're ready for him and you both gasp at what he finds. his warm fingers explore your cunt - running his calloused pads against the velvety skin that is slick with your desire for him. it's almost like his brain has a moment of clarity - like he knows its his first time seeing your cunt and he should take the time to savor this moment - to feel your walls snug against his digits but that goes as quickly as it comes and he's back to his mission of getting his dick as deep inside you as possible.

bff! mark who all but forces his way in. he's on autopilot - plunging his tip past your entrance and sinking himself in. he can feel your pussy resisting his girth and a whine catches in his throat. "mark.." you cry out softly, "go slow... please," he hears you and normal mark would rather die than hurt you. normal mark would have taken hours to prep you for him to ensure when he finally sunk into your warmth that you would be ready for him. but this wasn't normal mark - this was mark high on something and the only cure for it was his tip kissing your cervix. he continues pushing himself deeper and deeper and your body has no choice but to accept him completely. you're uncomfortably full when he reaches the hilt and he breathes out a sigh of relief. you sniffle below him and instead of pulling out and apologizing until his vocal chords fry he only reaches down to kiss the tear streaming down your cheek.

"d'you feel me?" he can't help but ask... god do you feel him? he can see himself poking through your tummy! "s'sooooo good," he murmurs, dragging his dick out of your gummy walls, only to shove himself back in. he's hypnotized, watching how when he inches out the bulge disappears - only to reappear when his cock slides right back in.

"mark -god," you cry, feeling his veiny cock drag against your walls, each drag sweeter than the last as your body gets used to his intrusion. your winces turn into whines that mark catches in his mouth. his lips are soft against yours and they feel like the missing piece to your puzzle. you move your lips against his and he sinks down lower, resting on his elbows. your bodies rub against each other as mark fucks you. you can feel every bump of his perfect abs and smooth pecs beneath the fabric of your tank top. the same tank top that has ridden up your body from each snap of hips that fuck you into your sheets. you reach behind mark, running your palms down his muscled back - enjoying the feeling of the individual muscles moving as he guides himself in and out of your sweet cunt.

bff! mark who you realize can last for hours. he's been fucking you for what seems like an entire day - failing to run out of steam - or even cum. he's fucked you in every position imaginable. you've been on your back, on your stomach, your knees, your side, on him....

you two only have the sounds of your pussy - stuffed full of his cum - to listen to. the squishy sounds bounce off the walls of your bedroom and into your ears. the sweet snap of his hips punish your g-spot repeatedly - his full weight on top of you, his cock slipping inside of you from behind. by this point you are more out of it than mark, who by his fourth orgasm is finally starting coming back down to earth.

"i always knew you would feel this good," he huffed out, breath hot in your ear while his tongue reaches out to lick the ridges of your earlobe. you can't speak at this point, the only thing on your mind is the rhythmic plap plap plap of his hips against yours. both of you are covered in each other's arousal - spreading it all over every time your skin meets. his v-line is drenched in your sticky arousal and he doesn't think his body could look any better than this.

"you still with me?" he asks you, calling you by your childhood nickname. he chuckles to himself when you don't respond to him, still just focused on his fat tip reaching places you didn't know existed. he's been in his right state of mind about two orgasms from you ago, but instead of that causing him to stop - he realized he only gets one time to give you a good first impression. and he was definitely going to give you a good one if he could help it.

bff! mark who doesn't hesitate to eat his cum out of you once everything is said and done. what can he say? nothing in this world could taste better than the flavor of you both connecting in the most intimate way possible. his tongue drags and slurps against you while you twitch and cry. of course he's eating you out from behind, ensuring his nose teases your entrance while his tongue flicks on your little clit. you're laying flat on your stomach, face buried in one of your pillows from the overwhelming feeling.

when he finally comes up he's drenched - lower face coated in your mixture and he pulls your head up to give you a sloppy kiss. ensuring you, too, get the essence of the both of you on your face.

[nana-au]

you write some of the best marketing graduation stuff i’ve read in ages pls don’t stop just bc the seasons over u need ur pussy ate GOOOOOODDD for this

LMAO THIS IS THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE EVER READ.

i promise i will write more i just have a full time job so it's hard to write during the weekdays!!

the thirst for mark will never be quenched. stay tuned for more freaky shit.

side note: did you mean to write marketing graduation 😭 or was that autocorrect? either way it is HILARIOUS.

[nana-au]

hi again!! its the anon who asked about the sub!mark thing so i was thinking do we think mark would be into bondage? either something small like handcuffs or full tied to the bed ykwimmm 😇😇 im thinking heavy about that one part from freak by doja cat

tied to the bed, blindfold on... dick hard as a rock.

im convinced he wouldn't just like it he would be so enthusiastic. anytime you initiate sex he's secretly hoping it's one of those times where you straddle his hips while he's tied down and wearing your sleep mask.

thank you anon!! i love sharing our freaky thoughts together.

[nana-au]

OVERSTIMULATING YOUR ALIEN BOYFRIEND !

pairing : mark grayson x gn!reader.

synopsis : what the title says 👅 stumbled upon this on twt and immediately thought of mark grayson.

warning : uhh porn with no plot :p

a/n : first post really nervous, i don't really write nsfw a lot so yeah mb if this is bad :( i just really had to get it out there LMFAO. i need him so bad it's actually insane. mark grayson get out my head challenge : impossible!

thinking about mark grayson being a good boy for you <3

jerking him off after a particularly stressful mission, his small moans turning into full blown whimpers and whines as he tries not to blow his load right then and there because he's a good boy, he knows better.

"baby please, please"

please just let him cum already! why are you being so mean to him, he's your sweet boy isn't he? :(

and when you give him the permission he'd been aching for, begging for, he blabbers small thank you's over and over in his whiny voice as he reaches that sweet relief, painting your hand in his sticky hot release.

he breathes heavily, eyes fluttering shut, practically panting as he tries to calm down from that intense orgasm- wait wait no, don't touch him there he's still all sensitive!

he groans, his eyes snapping open when he feels the familiar rhythm of your hand stroking his pretty cock :( he lets out embarrassingly loud noises, he can't do this again! but god it feels so good he can't help himself from bucking his hips up into your ruthless hand, wanting more.

"i can't, oh god i- i can't!" he whimpers, his body seemingly moving on it's own to chase that release again despite his words.

praise him, coo at him and he's all putty in your hands in an instant, willing to give you whatever you want, even if it renders him to an overstimulated pathetic mess, anything for his sweetheart.

his back arches off the bed, leaning into your touch, eyes all glossy as he loses himself in the pleasure you give him. another loud groan of your name rips from the back of his throat as he cums again.

he nearly cries when you don't stop jerking him off, are you trying to milk him dry? mindless babbles and sounds leave his pretty mouth as you use his previous load as lube, gently kissing his tears like you aren't the one overstimulating him.

he squirms and twitches under your touch, giving up on controlling his noises. the pleasure he feels bordering on painful but it only adds to the bliss, it feels so good he swears he sees stars, the only thing on his mind is you.

and when you pinch his nipples and tease them with your tongue, he knows he's done for.

his tears don't stop and neither do his moans of your name, just like your hand against his cock. he makes an effort to not scream your name when he cums for the third time in the span of such a short time by biting down on his bottom lip, he bites down so hard it draws blood. the muscles on his abdomen clenching and unclenching and you swear you've never seen a sight so beautiful.

your boyfriend looks so good like this, it's actually downright unfair how pretty he looks all blissed out like this.

the strongest man on the planet all pliant and needy under you is sure an ego boost.

and absolutely none of that helps with your own growing arousal.

his body writhes harder when you kiss him, everything feels so intense, even the kiss. with his brain turned almost all to mush he tries to sloppily kiss you back, all tongue and teeth accompanied by his soft whimpers which make you giggle.

and normally he'd laugh with you too if he wasn't all flushed and sweaty and acting like a dog in heat. his eyes still glossy as his chest heaves with the uneven breaths he takes.

and to no one's surprise he's still somewhat hard, viltrumite genes do wonders to your libido it seems.

"can you give me another one mark?" my god are you fucking crazy?! let him breathe!

but how can he deny his baby? especially when you look at him like that, but he's not even sure he can cum anymore and-

"please?" you bat your eyelashes at him.

and yeah, he's a goner.

it's gonna be a long night.

© digitald0rk 2025. please do not steal my work, thank u. interactions, like and reblogs are highly appreciated. tysm for reading and i hope you have a good day / night >:3

[nana-au]

literally anything mark grayson or (and ik hes not necessarily on your request list) rex sloan 🥹? i need them desperately and theres not enough out there for my boys 😭

alternatively, both graysons (dih and invincidih) AT THE SAME DAMN TIME 👊🤤

hey anon! thanks for the ask!

i do not have certain characters listed on my request list because of 2 reasons:

i don't think i could accurately represent them (i.e.: their personality, thoughts, etc.)

i probably won't find the inspiration to write for said character

but that doesn't necessarily mean that if i receive a request for/or including a character not on my list that i won't ever write it. if the request is interesting enough i will write just about anything.

personally for me, requests are more so something i keep note of what people want to read from me and less of a commitment that i will 100% be completing their request - regardless if said character is on my list or not.

i hope this made sense and clarifies some things! i will def be writing more mark grayson - including evil marks (sinister mark, mohawk mark, some other alternate dimension mark i make up)...

as well as on another note, i've been highly considering writing a nolan grayson x mark's friend! reader fanfic.... if that would maybe be of interest.

i also rlly like the idea of being tag teamed by both of them... is that bad? if that's bad ignore this part...

[nana-au]

https://www.tumblr.com/nana-au/777579529518678016/%F0%9D%90%8C%F0%9D%90%94%F0%9D%90%8D%F0%9D%90%82%F0%9D%90%87-%F0%9D%90%8C%F0%9D%90%80%F0%9D%90%91%F0%9D%90%8A-the-crowd-me-chants-warnings?source=share i need his dick in my mouth. carnally. i wanna make eye contact with him while licking up the cum from his boxers. i

no and you are so right bc me tf too

[nana-au]

MDNI

mark is the type of guy who doesn't realize how big he is so when you two have ur first time and you're all of a sudden apprehensive he has absolutely no idea what he might've done. i mean, you seemed pretty excited until he whipped his cock out. he blushes furiously, asking you if it looks weird or something and it's your turn to go bright red - choking on your words while you tell him you're not sure how he's going to fit.

and he's not a cocky guy. he doesn't let it go to his head. well, not the one between his shoulders at least.

[nana-au]

to elaborate further on this tho - i think mark wouldn't be able to handle you keeping his release from him while being forced to watch your tits bounce with every plap plap plap of your hips meeting his - so he would easily flip you over and fuck you into the mattress to teach you a lesson 😌 god bless

okay but like imagine a day where mark just wants to be used, like gives full control to reader, yk some heavy sub!mark, dom!reader 😇 yummy cause i know that man is submissive and breedable.

oh anon... you just get me. i love whiny pathetic men who cry while you ride them bc it feels so good. and mark would sound so cute under you - desperately trying to keep his hands to himself like you asked 😌

mark is the perfect sub bc he feels like he's constantly having to be in control of his life - but with you he can just let go. he trusts you and knows you'll take good care of him.

so me, personally, i would ride that man until he's so overstimulated he's crying and begging for a break. i would ride him until he's shaking and shooting blanks OR .. even better .. every time he's about to cum i'd get off and chastise him for ruining my fun >:( he's not allowed to cum before me!!!!!

edging mark would be so hot i love a man that whines and snivels as your pussy clenches his sensitive cock. each time his dick starts twitching and you know he's trying to pretend like he's not about to cum just so he can FINALLY feel relief — you make him watch you touch yourself until you cum as punishment for trying to pull a fast one on you.

sorry u awoke the freak in me 😔

[nana-au]

okay but like imagine a day where mark just wants to be used, like gives full control to reader, yk some heavy sub!mark, dom!reader 😇 yummy cause i know that man is submissive and breedable.

oh anon... you just get me. i love whiny pathetic men who cry while you ride them bc it feels so good. and mark would sound so cute under you - desperately trying to keep his hands to himself like you asked 😌

mark is the perfect sub bc he feels like he's constantly having to be in control of his life - but with you he can just let go. he trusts you and knows you'll take good care of him.

so me, personally, i would ride that man until he's so overstimulated he's crying and begging for a break. i would ride him until he's shaking and shooting blanks OR .. even better .. every time he's about to cum i'd get off and chastise him for ruining my fun >:( he's not allowed to cum before me!!!!!

edging mark would be so hot i love a man that whines and snivels as your pussy clenches his sensitive cock. each time his dick starts twitching and you know he's trying to pretend like he's not about to cum just so he can FINALLY feel relief — you make him watch you touch yourself until you cum as punishment for trying to pull a fast one on you.

sorry u awoke the freak in me 😔

[nana-au]

I’ve binge read your mark stuff, and I hate to say it but we might be soulmates because how else could you possibly appeal to me so perfectly??

im in ur mind, anon 😌

jkjk but this is such a compliment thank you!!! im so glad you've enjoyed my mark fics. ive been a little insecure bc they're not my best work but mark is all i think about nowadays and i had to write for him. 🫶🫶

[nana-au]

BOOM SHAKALAKA YESSS GAWWWWD YES GAWWWWWD

sinister mark who lost his version of you in his world, so when he makes his deal with angstrom, his ultimate goal is you. don’t let him catch you because he won’t even wait until he’s back in his own dimension, he’s got you in a mating press while he’s SUPPOSED to be wreaking havoc.

[nana-au]

𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇! 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 the crowd (me) chants...

warnings: MDNI, afab/fem! receiving cunnilingus, just another short horny drabble

love love love thinking about munch! mark who devours you like it's his second job. whether it's on his bed, in your car, on the couch, in the shower... he loves savoring the taste of you on his tongue....

munch! mark who gets on his knees while you two are showering together, his big hands spread apart your thighs, guiding them onto his shoulders - forcing you to grab the walls of your shower.

munch! mark who looks up at you with his sweet little puppy eyes - so excited to stuff his face into your folds. he'll always have something so playfully mark - but deviously sexy to say like, "been waiting all day for my favorite treat"

munch! mark whose cock is twitching with excitement, hitting his stomach while he grins up at you. you're shaking with anticipation - knowing damn well he's about to give you the best head of your life, outdoing the hundredth times before then.

munch! mark who can literally hold his breath for two weeks and he sure as hell won't let you forget it. the way he licks up and down your folds, refusing to unlatch his mouth from you and completely unafraid to get his face messy. his nose prods your clit while his tongue is exploring deep inside you.

munch mark! who you don't have to worry about keeping yourself upright for - he's strong enough to do that himself. and thank god, because with each lap of his tongue your bones turn more and more into jelly.

munch! mark who makes you cum until you're shaking because he's so proud of his affect on you. he loves having to support your weight while you shiver above him - your grip on his wet hair making his stomach stir with want.

walk with me for this next part ...

munch! mark's first time eating your pussy:

you're in his bed wearing nothing but his t-shirt - his face buried between your thighs. when you look down at him his eyes are locked onto yours - his lids low and sleepy while he licks languidly at your pulsing clit. his chocolate brown swirls study your facial expressions with every flick of his tongue. it's intense. almost as intense as the head he's giving you; slow and torturous while he's figuring out what feels the best for you.

you're biting your bottom lip to keep quiet because his family is just downstairs but it's hard when he starts to pick up speed - his hand reaching up to clasp yours when he hears you gasp suddenly.

he's still watching you, watching the fluttering of your lashes when his tongue reaches deep inside you and he can't help but grind himself into the mattress beneath him. his pre-cum latches onto the fabric of his sweats while he gets off to you coming undone by his tongue.

munch mark! who after some experience loves to eat you out from behind - ass up and head down. his thumbs keep your folds spread for him while he all but makes out with your cunt. you feel his tongue everywhere - it's overwhelmingly delicious and each time he laps at your cunt it feels better than the previous time... because if mark is good at something it's learning - no, training. mark is definitely training himself to eat your pussy so good you could never find that kind of pleasure from anyone else.

munch! mark who would never ask for anything back... and when you insist on returning the favor you'll occasionally find the evidence of his own orgasm sticky in his pants. he'll nervously laugh, giving you a shrug. he just couldn't help himself! not when you wriggled under his body for an hour.

(does anyone else want to clean up his jizz with their tongue before giving him the sloppiest top of his life ? or just me...😔)