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[angel-of-the-moons]

I'd adore seeing something with Eddie and Venom being your big fuck off bodyguards at the Halloween party, bonus points if the costume is just venom!

Spooky Scary... Slime-Monsters?

Eddie x Venom x Fem!Reader

TW/CW: None!!

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

They met you in an alley, one night. The rich inheritor to some firm or another, cornered by a bunch of no-good (tasty) thugs.

Contrary to most people, you didn't run when Venom beat the shit out of, and promptly ate the heads off of your assailants. You were... Surprisingly open-minded? Eddie found that Venom liked you, and he'd be lying if your understanding of their situation wasn't refreshing. It was nice having someone other than his ex, or Ms. Chen to talk to about this sort of thing.

But when you hit them up to be a bodyguard to a freakin' Halloween party, of all places? He was hesitant, at first. But rent and groceries were kind of expensive... And you were offering quite a bit.

So, they took the offer. They met you, once again, in an alley.

The ground shook softly as Venom landed nearby. His maw stretched into an eerie grin as you gasped in shock before realizing just who it was.

"Oh! You're here!" You sighed with a relived smile, adjusting the little witch hat on your head, "I was starting to get worried."

"Yes, well... we wanted a snack so we grabbed some... fast-food on the way in." Venom replied with his deep, rumbly voice.

"Please tell me you cleaned up before you came here." You replied, scrunching your nose rather cutely.

"Of course, we aren't savages." Venom snorted, crossing his arms over his broad chest and staring down at you; almost offended you would suggest he wouldn't clean himself of the evidence.

"Oh... Well, good." You said in reply, "Did you guys pick out a costume?"

Venom frowned--pouted, really, before rocking his head from side to side. "Eddie said costumes are dumb."

The way he stretched out the last word reminded you of a petulant child mocking their parent, and it made you smile.

"So... I guess you're going as you?" You suggested.

Venom's opalescent eyes widened for a moment, like he hadn't thought of that. As he opened his mouth, a part of his face peeled back and Eddie's own face appeared; and he did not look thrilled.

"No--"

"Yes!"

You couldn't help the giggle that came from your lips as they argued back and forth. But eventually, the symbiote wins out in the end.

And so, that's how you walk into the club, arm-in-arm with Venom.

It shocked people, to say the least, but in some cases, when people got too close, Eddie and Venom were great at pretending he was some sort of expensive, animatronic suit. A few people even stopped for some photos!

The party was a droll thing at first, slow and boring, even for a rented nightclub. But a lot of these people were friend of your parents--very few really knew how to actually have fun. Even the younger people they paid to be with for the evening seemed bored out of their skulls.

That was, until Venom had hopped on stage. He had managed to load the DJ performing into playing something a little more lively--to "get the blood pumping". Apparently, nobody but you got the morbid joke.

His ploy worked, and people began to go down to the dance floor. Well... the ones young enough to avoid breaking a hip, anyways. The older ones complained about the music tastes, but your parents, the hosts of the party, clapped Venom on the shoulder and thanked him for saving the evening.

As you all sat down to enjoy cocktails, you explained that you'd hired him as your bodyguard. When asked what had happened to your primary one, you explained that after he left you alone long enough to get robbed the night you first met Venom, you decided it was a good change of pace and protection. Your parents wholeheartedly agreed.

However, neither of you were prepared for when your dad shook Venom's hand and asked the dreaded question:

"So... Are you interested in dating our daughter?"

You wanted to die on the spot.

[melohann]

childhood bsf taesan who visits you at uni cos he missed you - only he finds all ur toys in ur room and wants to try them out on you IMMEDIATELY because he never knew you had this side to you 😣😣

he’d be a little shocked at first because the two of you never really spoke about your sex or intimate lives. his go to thing to do would be to tease you, giggling when you get flustered and teasing you about how you must be going through a dry spell to have so many toys. makes a passing comment that could be a joke but also could not be a joke about helping you out and wanting to use your toys on you. it ends with you laying down and him having your vibrator pressed against your clit whilst your legs shake and you whimper about how it’s too much. he really wants to fuck you whilst holding it against your clit but he thinks it might be too much for you.

once you start whining out for him to fuck you he can’t resist it, parting your legs and slipping himself between them. neither of you thinking how it could affect your friendship when he slowly eases his cock into you and presses the vibrator against your clit. in fact it never crosses either of your minds as he buries himself inside of you over and over again and has you crying out his name whilst your soaked cunt cries out for him too.

[crazyunsexycool]

https://www.tumblr.com/plantswithme/777391759585067008/sams-emergency-contact-everyone-thunderbolts?source=share

I see this clip and it makes me think of Clumsy Alpha!Bucky 😂😭and how Omega has to help him clean his mess everytime!

I did t even have to look at the clip to know what you’re talking about! 🤭🤭🤭

Clumsy Alpha

“James Buchanan Barnes, what have you done?” You stood at the entrance of the kitchen with your hands on your hips watching as Bucky dropped red sauce on his white dress shirt. “I just ironed that for you. We have to be ready to head to the gala in an hour.”

“I’m sorry ‘mega.” He pouts looking down at the ruined shirt. He was distracted reading the next book of a sci-fi series he was hooked on.

“And your arm! Shuri said you have to be careful with not getting stuff in between the plates.”

“It was an accident.”

“Take it off.”

“What?” Bucky looks at you wide eyed.

“Your shirt. Take it off or it’ll be ruined.” You hold your hand out for him to give you the shirt. “Steve, babe, can bring down the spare dress shirt I ironed.” You yell behind you before taking the shirt from Bucky so to at you could pretreat it. “Please clean up the mess while I deal with this.”

“Thanks, moonbeam.”

“You’re welcome my love. But no more foods with sauce on them.” You kiss his cheek and head out to the laundry room.

****

“Did I tell you how beautiful you look, Sunshine?” Sam kisses your cheek before pulling back and admiring you.

“Thank you, sweetie. You look quite handsome yourself.” You smile up at him before checking the time. “I’m going to get some water before we leave. Can you check on Steve and Bucky?”

“Of course.”

You head back to the kitchen and sigh when you open the dishwasher. “James!”

“Darling?” Bucky gives you an apologetic smile.

“Why is this here?”

“I wanted to give you a hand with the dishes?”

You stare at him for a moment before you giggle and shake your head.

“Put your arm back on, we have to go.”

“Right.” Bucky moves around you and as he grabs his arm he hits glass from the dishwasher, causing it to fall to the floor and brake. “Sorry.”

You kiss the top of his head. “What am I going to do with you my clumsy Alpha?”

[melobin]

straight up going insane rn can’t stop thinking about riding eunseok while wearing one of his shirts 😁😁

oh but he’d love having you in his shirt. he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of you, the moment he sees you he’s pulling down to sit on his lap, holding you by your hips so he can press you down against his bulge. has to tell you how pretty you are whilst running his hands down your thighs before going back up, one hand slipping between your thighs to press against your panties. he’d be so sweet in such a sickening way, asking you if you want to ride him whilst putting pressure against your clit over your panties. only pushes them aside when he’s about to help you sink down on him. groaning out praises as you slowly take all of him, telling you how pretty you are when you whimper once he’s completely inside of you. knows he should help you move on him but opts not to, instead making you show him how much you want him instead, wanting to you struggle to take him and hear you beg for him to help whilst telling him how it’s too much because he’s too big before he’ll even think about helping you. he always will help you, he just likes being mean first

[dirtyvulture]

Doing a spin off idea of the other anon (I love them and their ideas)

The mission finishing early and coming home to see Nat practically humping into her toy not realising you're there

"Fuuckkk you're pussy is so t-tight baby"

"Squeeze that cunt around me"

"Making me feel so good"

And you just watch from the doorway staying quiet, listening to her pretending the fleshlight is your pussy

"D-doll I'm gonna cum...can I please cum inside you? Fill you up so nice"

"I'll be so so good for you"

"Pl-please let me cum in you"

And you watch, waiting for her to disobey and as she starts to shake you quietly walk up to her as she groans and writhes, jackhammering like a desperate dog into the fleshy tube. Just as she releases the spurts of thick white ropes, you pull the fleshlight off her dick and watch as she thrusts into the air, aching for the orgasm you ruined for her.

"I thought I told my sweet girl to wait? It hasn't been two weeks yet has it my love? Yet here you are, using this disgusting toy to cum instead of waiting for my cunt like a good girl. You've been a bad girl Natalia and bad girls get punished."

( Also I'm new to your blog so can I pretty please have this 🌙🪽 emoji (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) )

What an entrance by our new anon 🌙🪽

And this punishment probably entails Nat being tied up and edged until R is satisfied she's learned her lesson 🤭

[sinful-lanterns]

Omg, Angey... I'm playing Cabernet's event for the first time, and I'm already losing my mind over her!! 😭 Like, I've barely gone pass the part where we fall into the pool because I keep getting distracted by how gorgeous she is! 😍 One of the guests remarked how we got her dress wet after she saved us, and all I could think of was how we'd definitely getting her dress more wet, and it would have nothing to do with the water... 😏 Like, can you imagine having sex with her in the pool in a private little afterparty of our own? 😌 God, she could bind your wrists behind your back with one of those glittery ribbons she has on and just bend you over the side while she absolutely rails you. 🥵 Ooo! Or how about something more sensual? You're in the hot tub and straddling her lap. She has her arms resting over the side of the tub, smirking and content to watch you ride her until you cum. Maybe you'd both squeeze in another quickie on one of the poolside lounge chairs afterwards before finally cooling down. After all that action, you probably don't have the energy for more just yet, and Cabernet absently calls one of the staff to get some food out for you. You're probably still out of it from the last orgasm, so you probably squeak a little in startlement when you hear footsteps approaching you both with the requested snacks. You try to shift off Cabernet's lap, but she holds you down firmly with amusement. "Easy, little one. We're hardly done yet..." But she is courteous to throw a towel over you to protect your modesty somewhat even as a strong arm grips your waist possessively while a maid approaches with a platter of food. Your cheeks are burning as you're still stuffed with Cabernet's fat cock, and you hide your face in her neck as the woman and the maid share a small conversation. Finally, the sound of footsteps move away, and Cabernet coaxes you away enough from her neck to press a piece of cool fruit against your lips. "Eat," she says. Her smile is ever present, but there's a note of command in her voice too. "Once you have your fill, we're doing this all over again..." she purrs, and you can't help but bite your lip as you feel Cabernet hardening inside you once more. (Y'know, I think I'll write about this scenario eventually once I get my side blog set up.) -- 🌙 anon

HNNNNNNGH I LOVE ALL YOUR THIRSTS 🌙 ANON. It’s why this ask took so long to be answered because I was hoarding it for myself.

POOL SEX WITH CABERNET RAAAAA. Oh how I want to sit on her lap and be stuffed full on that fat cock of hers. She’s so big and horny all the time, always wanting you attached to her in some way or another whether it’d be hand holding, cuddling, or cockwarming. Shes a bit of an exhibitionist too, to be honest. I can see her fucking you under nothing but a towel covering your waist, as she casually talks with fellow staff and guests all the while her cock is sheathed far inside of you. 💕

Sighhh. The image of Cabernet relaxing in a hot tub with her arms sprawled out on the sides is so sexy. She looks like your typical, cocky, rich snobby bastard who is spoiled in every way. I love it.

[chromatasia]

Do you like this

NO!!!!!! I DONT!!!!!!!

[ohbo-ohno]

POLY 141 ??? dude ive been thinkin abt them long nd hard at lemme tell u… i have thoughts.

like they’re established. they’re all dating each other and after a mission they’re at a bar and that’s when they see u.

not sure how itd work but they most def kidnap reader and shes (v much so) in distress and keeps trying to break out but they wnt let her leave :(

i imagine soapgaz to always follow reader around like puppies and when she does smth they dnt like they arnt harsh w their punishments like ghostprice. they most def always give reader puppy dog eyes that sometimes make her cave.

ghostprice are the ones set to disciple you not only bc of their designation in the military but bc they dnt mind if u see them as thr bad guy at first.

poly141 make me insane and feral.

-🌙

well gee golly gosh if reader is overwhelmed with just simon and ghost she'd go CRAZY with all four

i NEED soap x gaz x reader. they would be ?!?!?!?!? i want frat boys fucking the new freshman looking to lose her virginity. seven minutes in heaven with gaz and soap sneaks in to have fun too. soap ties you up and blindfolds you and gaz sneaks in to take his turn with you. just two homies obsessed with blowing your mind

n e ways poly!141 kidnapping you below the cut:

gaz is less feral than soap but no less needy. they're constantly competing for your affection. soap lays his head on your stomach, gaz lays his head on your chest. soap gives you a footrub, gaz gives you a backrub. soap hand feeds you, gaz lifts your drink to your lips. always arguing about what you look cutest in. gaz prefers you in his clothes but soap prefers you naked. gaz puts his hat on you and soap gets unbelievably offended. the only thing they can agree on when it comes to you is how hard you need to be fucked

i am a firm believer in price being the only person in the world ghost is submissive to. not completely submissive, mind you, but he deters to him. price smoking a cigar in his recliner while ghost fucks you over the arm of the couch, telling him when to speed up and slow down, long puffs of smoke before he tells simon to make you come. soap and gaz on their knees at his feet like good dogs.

also price loooooves plopping his hat on your head. it's too big for you, drops down to cover your eyes and leaves you blind. fucks you in it and you keep scrambling to shove it up so you can try and see what's going on :(

price wouldn't use his belt on you. would just tug you over his lap and smacks your ass with his hand until you're nearly screaming

(price puts his cigars out on simon's tongue when he needs to be reminded of his place, when he gets a little too pushy with you or him)

[strxwberrylemonxde]

joker joker 😣🙏 please pleaseee

a/n: SKDNJS I'M FINALLY FREE TO ANSWER MY ASKS 😭 allow me to use this ask to insert some random headcanons of our favorite pookie bear while I work on the other joker fics I got for you 🤩 these are so bad im so sorry

There is something about the Joker that gives "DARRRRRLLINNGGGGG GUESS WHO JUST ESCAPED THE PSYCCHHHH WARDDD"

He would say this to Batman after escaping Arkham for the millionth time

Kicks feet and giggles 

Someone please sedate me

I know damn well they had to put a muzzle on this man in Arkham because he bit someone for talking bad about Batman 

It was Killer Croc 💀

I think this man loves sprinkles for some reason -- specifically rainbow sprinkles 

Like he needs it on his ice cream or else he won't eat it

Like he would rob a store at gunpoint for rainbow sprinkles

 And then go, “Oh nooo, I hope a big, bad, Bat doesn’t come and stop me” type shit 😭

Speaking of ice cream, I wholeheartedly believe Joker is lactose intolerant

Does he care?

Not in the slightest

He is guzzling milk, cheese, and ice cream at all times

He went to extensive lengths to smuggle in a picture of Batman into his cell in Arkham, but don’t ask him how he did it 

You don't wanna know

He has a tattoo on his lower back a tramp stamp of the bat symbol

[angel-of-the-moons]

Marc x reader smut where reader is down in the dumps and is getting insecure of not being good enough (compared to Layla) and hates that but can’t help it so Marc figures this out and fucks the insecurity outta reader?

More Than Enough

Marc Spector x Fem!Reader (Implied Steven/Jake x Reader)

TW/CW: NSFW, Smut, Feelings of inadequacy, unprotected PiV, Mirror Sex, Praise, Mostly-clothed sex, Marc has a few of his own issues and is not a licensed psychologist

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: I am so sorry this has been sitting in my ask box for so goddamn long, enjoy the word vomit aksbldbldbld

You knew it was a stupid thing to worry about, your insecurity. You felt... sub-par.

Compared to other people, compared to other women, compared to... her.

You could tell they had something special at one point, something almost-unbreakable. But then the issue with Steven realizing who he was, hunting Harrow, fighting Ammit, finding out Marc was there when her father was murdered... Jake goddamn Lockley...

Layla el Faouly was, honestly, a head-turner. She was funny, smart, beautiful and had a way of getting people to open up to her.

Even you, to a point. But you still felt inadequacy, even a bit of envy when it came to Layla. She was with Marc for so long--hell they had been married!

You couldn't keep lying to yourself, and you couldn't keep lying to them. So... You came clean. And the look Marc gave you made you wilt.

It was even worse because he was silent. You couldn't bear to be under his scrutiny so you turned around and wrapped your arms around yourself, staring into the floor-length mirror with a mixture of shame and embarrassment.

Your eyes darted towards Marc's reflection. At first, you thought he was looking at you; but then you realized he was having a mental conversation with Steven and Jake about the situation. You wished you could be privy to those conversations, worrying about any possible arguments that may be waging behind his eyes.

Your shoulders drop and you sigh, eyes closing. "Just--forget I said anything? Please, I'm sorry that I..."

Your eyes open and you instinctively gasp--Marc was standing right behind you, his dark and stormy eyes locking with that of your reflection's. "M-Marc--"

"You fuckin' kidding me, doll?" Marc asked you, frowning. The tone of his voice alone made you wince.

"I--I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." You try.

"Damn right you shouldn't have."

You squeeze your eyes shut once more, hating yourself as that stone of regret pings around in your belly.

That is, until he growled, hands bunching your shirt at your waist, yanking you against him, his lips barely curling into a snarl at your ear, "Cause that's my girlfriend you're fucking talking about."

You shiver, a small gasp coming from you as Marc's mouth was on your throat; licking, kissing, mouthing away at your skin, making goosebumps prickle across your body.

His mouth comes to a halt for a split second, his eyes focusing on his reflection once more; "...Right. Our girlfriend."

He takes a small bit of your skin between his teeth and nips; "And we know for a fact that our girlfriend isn't doubting for a single fucking second if she's "good enough" for us."

"I... I just..." You babble as his grip goes white-knuckled in your shirt.

You gasp loudly when he grips just a fraction tighter and rips your shirt open, the buttons flying in different directions in the room, skittering across the floor to be hidden until Steven's next "cleaning day" spree.

"M-Marc! My shirt--"

"Is hidin' you. Gotta show you what you're blind to, baby." He muttered against your skin, his hands spreading over your belly, one going up to pluck at the bra you wore. It wasn't fancy or sexy by any means. Just one of those stretchy, mesh, wire-free ones you opted to wear when you didn't want your skin irritated by the wires and elastics fo your typical ones.

"Wearing Steven's favorite one, today." Marc hisses in your ear, groping at one of your breasts through the fabric, running his thumb over the bump of your nipple as your heart begins to pound.

"I... I didn't--"

"Wanna know why he likes it?" Marc asked, biting onto your earlobe, grabbing the loops of your jeans to tug you against him; allowing him to grind the growing bulge of his cock against the curve of your ass.

One of his fingers pluck the stretchy fabric, letting it go to ever so slightly smack against your skin; "Because it don't fucking hurt you. Because, it looks way more natural--way more comfortable."

He chuckles warmly, a soft smile playing on his lips, "That, and the way that they bounce more in this bra than the others tends to distract him, too. Makes these," His index finger swirles over the bump of your nipple once more. "way more visible."

Shame and the heat of your self-esteem make your cheeks flush, and you look away. Marc frowned stubbornly, "Baby..."

"Marc, I don't think that I'm..."

He growled again, the typical sound that came from him when he was frustrated. He'd never used it on you, before; so the sound made a thrill run down your spine.

He shoves his hand from your bra to the front of your pants, yanking the button open and pulling your fly down. He hastily shoved the denim down your thighs, revealing your soft, lacy panties.

They were a dark gray color, with bits of green and red--vines and roses across the lace. They left very little to the imagination, but they were so soft sometimes you'd forget you were wearing any at all.

"Damn, baby... wearin' Jake's favorite, too?" He grinned against the skin of your shoulder, staring down your reflection with the hardened gaze of a soldier sighting down his target.

His rough and calloused hand stroked over the fabric, his fingers dipping low to tease the seam of your panties, feeling a damp spot that was slowly spreading. It never failed; you were light a string in a guitar, waiting to be plucked so the most melodious of tunes would come from your weet lips.

Marc continued to stroke your damp panties for a moment, humming against your soft skin. "Wanna know what the favorite thing that you're wearin'?"

"Wh-what?" You breathe.

Marc withdrew his hand and gently encapsulated your fragile wrist in his fingers, holding your left hand up, where a gold ring was snugly fit around your ring finger; "This. This here means that you're mine. That you're ours. So don't you think for a minute that you're second-best, that you're not good enough for us."

In that moment, you felt stupid all over again. How could you forget? The weight of the ring felt so obvious to you, now. Marc's fingers caress the cool metal, smiling in a gentle way at your hand.

"Baby, you gotta understand... You're right."

Your heart thudded against the delicate cage of your ribs as he let that sentence hang in the air, keeping you in suspense.

"You're not Layla. You're nothin' like her." He continued, "You're you. You're funny, you're soft-spoken, you have a habit of always finding animals to play with and pet when we go out... And that little giggle-snort you do when you laugh so hard you're outta breath? All. You. We fucking love every single goddamn piece of you, baby. So... Please stop comparing yourself to Layla... If you keep doing that, you'll just tear yourself up inside until you're all hollow. Believe me, I did it so much that... well, you know what happened."

He brings your hand up and kisses your knuckles, "And we can't have you falling apart on us... you're the closest thing we have to normal... we need you."

Your heart squeezed in your chest and you sniffled, feeling tears well up in your eyes as your lip wobbled. Lingering feelings of doubt still clung to your subconscious, even in the face of all of Marc's affirmations, "But... but I don't feel like I'm good enough, Marc... Sometimes... sometimes I just feel so useless, and..."

Marc grunts, the sound coming from his nose in a hefty exhale as he drops your hand. "Alright... Maybe you need a little extra convincing."

You almost turn, confused by what he meant, when his hand flattened between your shoulders, shoving you against the mirror so your hands were spread across the reflective glass.

"M-Marc--!"

"Shush, and don't you stop looking at that mirror. Want you to see how fuckin' pretty you are while I fuck you." He murmurs, leaning back to undo his own jeans, hastily shoving the and his boxers down to free his cock, red and throbbing.

His rolled his hips against you, his cock grinding against the soft lace of your panties, smearing a small droplet of precum onto the fabric. Marc lifted his eyes to lock with yours in the mirror.

"Don't look at me, baby. Already told you."

Your breath leaves you in a stutter, your eyes dragging down to look at your own flushed face; your parted lips and torn shirt, your breasts heaving, the soft fabric stretched across them as their soft weight swayed and bounced as Marc maneuvered your body.

He slides your underwear off to the side, gripping the base of his shaft as he slides the tip of his cock through your budding wetness. Your eyes go wide when you feel his tip catch at your entrance, and you barely have a moment to breathe as he slams his hips against you, sinking inside of your body in one fluid thrust.

The stretchy was sudden; the lack of proper preparation left you with a stinging sensation that battled evenly with the pleasure of having his thick cock settle deep inside of you as he pressed against you; the dark hairs at the base of his cock tickled the skin of your ass.

"Baby, you're--fuck." He whined, his brows creasing as a stray curl falls over his forehead as he bows forward, relishing in the moment how good it felt to have your soft, velvety heat wrap and cling around him.

"Shit, honey." Marc sighed after what felt like eons; his hands stroking and gripping the flesh of your ass in his meaty palms. "You're like fuckin' heaven..."

He pulled back once, and slammed back in, making you cry out as the burn and ecstasy once more fight each-other in a bare-handed brawl; making your eyes roll back and flutter closed. God, why did it feel so good?

His mouth was at your ear, his voice tight and strained as he rocked his hips into yours, his cock sliding in and out of you easier and easier as the pleasure began to mount; tickling your spine. "...and I should know, angel..." Marc grunted. "I was in heaven for a little while..."

"Marc..." You whimpered, dropping your head as he began to pound into you, your chest burning with every heavy breath you took as Marc roughly crammed his cock inside of you, pressing hard on every single spot inside that had your head swimming with euphoria.

"Gh--fuck!" Marc barked, grabbing a fistful of your hair (carefully, ind you, he didn't want to hurt you at all) and pulled your head back so he could see your face, "I told you... watch yourself, baby. Don't look away."

You hiccup. Marc was fucking you so roughly from behind that you were almost concerned the pressure you were putting on the mirror would shatter it.

"That's it..." Marc groaned, his eyes rolling back with a blissful sigh as he tipped his head back.

You could see his Adam's apple bob, his jaw tighten as he fucked into you like a rutting dog. His hand lets your hair go and slides down your back, beneath the fabric of your torn shirt to caress the curve and contour of your spine.

Marc's eyes meet yours in the reflection, and his lips quirk up as he gives you another sharp thrust; your voice punching out of you in a breathless cry.

"Baby... do I gotta tell you again?" He sighed, gripping you by the back of your elbows and yanking you upright against him, so your back was pressed against his chest.

You groaned in bliss as you felt him shift inside of you. This position was new... and not unpleasant.

One of his hands curls around you, gripping your chin and jerking your head up, snarling in your ear; "Fuckin' watch, baby."

Your eyes slide down, and between your spread legs, your panties hastily shoved aside... You could see Marc's cock pull out almost to the tip before he slammed his hips up, rutting up into you in another frantic thrust.

"'m gonna show you how fuckin' good you are to us... Even if it means I gotta prove it to you all night long."

He slammed into you once more, his lips curling against your ear as he watches himself disappear inside of you.

"Even if Steven and Jake gotta take over after. I'm done with you."

[rodolfoparras]

Ok but also knowing for a fact that Price pisses himself easily and using that to your advantage?

Like imagine toying with him, making sure he’s fully hydrated and just. Not letting him go to the bathroom. Maybe call me a control freak but imagine watching him squirm in his seat as it gets harder and harder to focus on doing paperwork until he’s begging and groaning while you’re gently cooing at him about how pathetic he is?? And he gets all riled up about it??? Pressing on his bladder and he just. Straight up whimpers??

I have so much brain rot I’m so sorry.

Idk do I have to tag myself as an anon? If so could I either be 🐺 or 🌙 anon

Old man Price straddling your lap, grinding his clothed cock down onto yours, completely soft but eager as ever in his thrusts

But you don’t really care about the fact that he’s still soft, rather focusing on pushing and pressing onto his bladder while he whimpers and whines into your shoulder.

It doesn’t take much before you see a prominent small stream appearing on the sweatpants he’s wearing and he’s absolutely embarrassed on the verge of tears, teeth sinking into your skin but never ceasing the movements of his hips

It’s disgusting

It’s embarrassing

An old man who can’t help but piss himself.

But it’s hard to dwell on the embarrassment for too long when your fingers are gentle as ever as you card them through his hair, whispering words of praise into his ear while grinding up on his soaked crotch.

Spitball w/ me?

[crazyunsexycool]

For the sun, the moon and the stars -

Bucky - Oh no, I think I got a paper cut

Omega - Let me kiss it better Alpha.

*2 days later*

Bucky - Sam I need you to punch me in the face.

Sam and Steve - what's wrong with you Bucky 🤨😒

I’d like to think that he’d build up in those two days from the paper cut lolol. These alphas can be a little clumsy because they’re distracted by their omega.

Kiss it better

Trigger warnings: one punch is thrown, Bucky being clumsy

You heard a hiss of pain as you walked by the living room. Bucky was looking down at his finger.

“What’s wrong?”

“Paper cut. It’s no big deal.” Bucky says, giving you a smile.

“Let me kiss it better, Alpha.” You move around the coffee table and take his right hand. The cut was already healed so you press a kiss to each finger then his palm and finally his knuckles.

Bucky just smiles like a love sick fool before you walk away to continue doing what you were doing.

****

The next day Bucky was warming up something in the kitchen when he accidentally used his right hand to grab the pan out of the oven.

“Ow.” Bucky pulls his hand back and looks at it.

“What happened?” You pop up next to him.

“Burned my hand.”

“Let me kiss it better.” You take his hand and kiss his palm a few times. “Better?”

“Absolutely.”

“Good.” You say with a nod before walking away.

****

“Damn.” Bucky grits out while rubbing his elbow.

“Did you hit yourself?” You turn to look up at him.

“Yeah, why does getting hit on the elbow hurt so much.”

“Aw poor Alpha. Let me kiss it better.” You kiss his elbow and the. His cheek.

“Thanks Moonbeam.” Bucky smiles.

“You’re welcome my clumsy Alpha.”

Bucky smiles as you walk out of the room. Then he rushes to find Steve or Sam which leads him to the gym.

“Sam, Steve, one of you punch me in the face.”

Sam and Steve, who had been sparring, stop to look over at Bucky. They both have confused looks on their faces.

“We’re not going to punch you.”

“Speak for yourself, he ate all of the dessert Sunshine made yesterday.” Sam replies.

“Good use that anger and punch me really hard.”

“I’m not going to punch you babe.” Sam says with a shake of his head.

“Romanoff, punch me in the face.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” The red head walks up to Bucky and lands a hit right to the side of his mouth.

“Thanks.” Bucky says before running off.

Steve and Sam look at each other before going off to find Bucky.

****

“Oh my poor Alpha.” You cooed while sitting on Bucky’s lap with a bag of ice. “Is that better?”

“Buck what is going on-“ Steve stops in his tracks when he sees you straddling Bucky’s lap and fussing over him.

“Poor Bucky got hit in the face during training. I’m just icing his face.”

“Oh, ok.” Sam raises an eyebrow. “You know Buck, you can do that yourself.”

“It’s ok, I don’t mind doing it.” You reply with a smile. “He’s been hitting himself all week just so that I can give him some attention. Isn’t that right my love?”

Bucky goes completely crimson when he gets called out by you. You can only giggle in response.

“Let me kiss it better.” You murmur before placing a kiss just on the corner of his mouth.

“I think it would help him heal faster if he had more kisses.”

Both alphas sit on either side of Bucky and they both lean in to kiss his cheeks at the same time. Bucky is very red at all of the sudden attention but he can’t help preen under it too. The three of you cover his face in kisses until you’re all a giggling mess.

[melobin]

i just saw this on tiktok

can you do riize texts reacting to you saying "daddy am I your baby?"

🌙

[dirtyvulture]

Okay you guys gave us sub!gp!nat but I raise you. Sub!Wanda x Sub!gp!natx x y/n

"Hi darling, look who I found in the supermarket today?"

"You remember darling Wanda? She's the one I made you breed over...and over...and over again?" As you run your fingers from Nats chest to her fluffy snail trail, making birth girls flush

"I remembered just how well you treated little lamb Wanda and I offered if she'd like to feel just as good again, would you like that baby?" Y/n mocks Nat with a fake pout and big eyes while holding Wanda's hand and pulling her softly to join you both on the sofa.

After an hour of teasing and forcing them to grind against eachother, Nat still fully covered with her boxers and joggers and Wanda in her cute skirt and tights, you start giving out the commands.

"strip"

"Ride her Wanda. Be a good girl for mommy and ride your daddy. Oh Nattyyy," You fake whine, "did you like being called daddy? But you're so small? How can you be a daddy? Prove it to me and put a baby in Wanda....daddy" You grab her by her hair and pull her to show her neck, leaving sloppy marks down her jaw and collarbone

Dom reader being completely in control and getting turned on just from watching, keeping in mind to make Wanda your own pet along with Natasha after they make eachother cum multiple times. Just a thought 🤷🏻‍♀️

-🌙🪽

I'm just gonna pretend Wanda doesn't exist in this fic 🥲

Other than that it was very excellent anon

[sinful-lanterns]

Well, since you liked my previous posts so much for the Monster AU, let me indulge you with my absolute thirst for Drider!Garofano. 😌 Okay, so she's HUGE in terms of overall size, especially when it comes to the span of her spider legs. Honestly, she could give Hachishakusama!Sumire a run for her money. 😂 While I personally imagine that her human torso and arms would have some of the chitinous structure that arachnids have to serve as armor (or like clothes I guess), I also like to imagine that her spider half would be more furred and fuzzy like a tarantula.

That said, Drider!Garofano's really great for cuddling with, and she's more than happy to let Researcher curl up against her side or even underneath her fuzzy spider abdomen to keep the human warm! She'll be so sweet and devoted. I like to headcanon that she probably make amazing quality clothing with her silk webbing (as a fun little nod to her canonical tailoring abilities) for both Researcher and the other monsters, especially the ones not used to dealing with cold weather.

That's not to say that Drider!Garofano can't be fierce too! She's an excellent hunter, and despite her size, she can move almost silently when she wants to. Like many spiders, she can move ridiculously fast too because of her many limbs. With those two factors combined, she can rack up a prey kill count as easily as any of the animal monsters, but she'll definitely make sure Researching won't go starving anytime soon. Considering her age, and that she's lived so long at this point, I'm sure she might even also have a couple scars to show from territorial battles, fights for food, or even fights to get a prospective mate. Speaking of, during mating season, I headcanon that Drider!Garofano lures Researcher away further into the forest and courts her with a mating dance (not unlike how a Peacock Spider would I guess 😂) and even has a cache of fruits in offering to try and sweeten the deal. 😉 And because this IS Researcher we're talking, she accepts immediately... 😏 Cue Drider!Garofano using her webbing on the various trees around them both to make something like a sex swing for Researcher to rest in. She picks the little human up and puts her in it herself before carefully using a bit more webbing to bind her safely in place. Because of Garofano's size, it's not always that easy to get you both in a comfortable position to mate in although I'm sure Researcher usually tries her best in with an ass up, head down posture to better accommodate Drider!Garofano's ovipositor... 😌 With the swing though, Drider!Garofano can better see and touch her favorite human at her leisure. She always wants to make sure Researcher's comfortable before mating, so no matter how... excitable she is during mating season, Researcher's pleasure always comes first. It's always much easier to slip her eggs inside when her favorite human's already so nice and wet after all... Researcher's moans are so cute, so I can imagine Drider!Garofano's eyes go a little hazy with desire as she begins railing you, dreaming of the day that Researcher will lay a cluster of little drider eggs for her. After the last egg slips in, I can imagine Drider!Garofano gently untying Researcher from the swing before plopping herself back on the ground and tucking the human up against her abdomen. She curls a couple of her spider legs around Researcher, warming her against any stray chill in the air and to instinctively guard her against any potential attacks while sweetly feeding her the fruits and snacks she bought for Researcher earlier. She has to get the human's energy back up for another round or two... 😏 - 🌙 anon

AHDOWKDIE FUZZY TARANTULA GARO 🥺

Honestly I too, also pictured her with a chitinous exoskeleton structure for her spider torso, but Garofano being a fuzzy tarantula just fits her more methinks. I’m sure the Researcher just loves to be smothered by her when Garofano sits down on top of her (The Researcher asks for this often) and she loves running her hands through all the fuzz.

As for the actual mating aspect of Garofano and the Researcher, I can see Garofano doing this little thing where she taps some of her legs on the ground to indicate to the Researcher that she wants to mate. I’ve seen a video of a spider do this, but basically they raise their legs up really high and then do a small drumming sensation on the ground to alert any potential mates in the area that they’re ready to mingle. So just imagine…Garofano doing little tippy taps to let you know she’s horny and wants sex <3

Aghhhhhh Drider! Garofano is so cute but so sexy in so many ways! I love all your ideas for her, from the sex swing made out of webbing to Garofano bringing her mate little fruits and skewers of meat so you could replenish your energy. The Researcher definitely looks forward to mating times with Garo, especially if it means getting filled with that thick ovipositor of hers 🥵

[chromatasia]

can you watch the bauhauzzolings for me