#[ marvel muses ]
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scinglives · 1 year ago
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open starter: night terrors 
bucky couldn’t control his body when his nightmares took over, one minute he was tossing and turning, dreaming of everything he had done as the winter soldier. he didn’t realise what he done in real life until he woke up with his hand wrapped around their neck, his body shaking as reality took over, his grip loosening. “oh my god...” he whispered and took a step back, how had he managed to do this? they were breathing, they were fine, trying to assure him that it was okay. but what if they hadn’t been? “I -- I could have killed you.”
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deitysmuses · 2 years ago
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Anyone wanting to plot out something with these muses?
Emma Frost
Eve Byrd
Madelyne Pryor
I am vibing these muses mostly lately. Laura and Wanda are MIA but still willing to plot, just can’t gurantee when I’d get to starting the thread.
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mirror-reflections-marvel · 6 months ago
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explored by lou. she / her. 30. gmt/bst.
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mischievous-thunder · 1 month ago
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mostly-marvel-musings · 5 months ago
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How about “nope no nada, no using sex to get me to do things you want, it’s not going to work anymore” + using sex to get our favorite insomniac Mr. Stank to take a break from work and come to bed?
Old tricks
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A/N: I was waiting for this prompt, can’t believe it was in my inbox the whole time and I missed it. Leave a comment, heart or reblog if you’ve enjoyed reading :)
Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader
Warning: 18+ sex themes, fluff
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“How long has it been since he last took a nap, FRI?” You sighed, closing the book you were currently reading before stifling a yawn.
Thirty eight hours and counting, Mrs. Stark.
He was at it again. After promising that he would join you in bed early today, Tony Stark was still in the basement, nose deep in inventing yet another device that would potentially save the universe.
Rolling your eyes you threw the sheets off of your legs, rummaging through your closet to find the oldest trick in the book of ‘Getting your husband to obey’.
A set of lingerie was usually your go to but tonight, you decided on going down to his lab wearing nothing but a silky robe that you planned on discarding the moment he would lay eyes on you.
Overriding his protocol with FRIDAY’S help, you entered his lab and were met with an immediate blast of cold air; it fortunately worked in your favour, pebbling your nipples and making them evident against the flimsy piece of fabric.
Your husband stood hunched over his table that displayed varied diagrams and models with a blue glowing light that made his features appear exhausted. He probably was. Not that he would ever admit.
“Hello husband.”
You murmured, hugging the man from behind and wrapping your arms around his middle, feeling his tight muscles against your soft flesh, the contrast making you frown.
Tony sighed, melting against your touch immediately, as his hands stopped working to cover yours in a reassuring way.
“Are you planning on warming your side of the bed any time soon? Perhaps your wife would like some company too..”
Turning in your arms, he leaned in to kiss your lips in a wordless apology before stopping, his strained eyes grazing down your form, taking you in.
“What are you doing, Y/N?”
“What?” You feigned innocence, grabbing his hands and bringing them to the front of your robe, beginning to unfasten the ties.
Letting out a defeated grunt, Tony’s head planted itself against your shoulder, stopping your movements at once.
“Nope. No. Nada. No using sex to get me to do things you want, it’s not going to work anymore.” You grinned because his voice lacked conviction, and the fact that he hadn’t pushed you away meant you had already won.
“Isn’t it?”
You smirked, undoing the belt completely now to reveal what the robe barely covered. Opening an eye, Tony drank your glorious self in, not finding enough reason to resist. With your nipples turned into buds and the glistening between your thighs, he was powerless.
Tony Stark simply wasn’t built to resist your persuasion.
Taking the robe off completely, you stepped back and turned to head out of his lab, throwing the robe over the shoulder with a knowledge that it had probably landed on his head.
“You’re just gonna wander around the house naked now?” He called after you, cock stirring in his pants at the sight of your curves sashaying their way out, just for him as you shrugged in response.
“Maybe I’ll try another good old trick. Perhaps that toy you designed for our anniversary?”
There was a curse word uttered under his breath before Tony Stark shut off his lab for the night and made a beeline in your direction, refusing to let his wife pleasure herself with anything that wasn’t his cock or tongue.
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Find Part 2 here!
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melanthaeunomia · 8 months ago
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Do y’all ever reread an old unpublished fanfic you wrote and then get invested on the storyline but get sad because you never wrote the next part of it, just me?
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Took me three hours to find a fanfic where the main character has any other emotion outside of bone-crushing fear for the other characters to sympathize over
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pigeonneaux · 3 months ago
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I hear you call my name (and it feels like home)
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recsbylotte · 2 months ago
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AUBREY PLAZA ↳ Agatha All Along | ASMR | 5hr
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kaitlinamberxo · 5 months ago
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“But I'm nothing without this suit!” “If you're nothing without this suit, then you shouldn't have it.”
kaitlin's 100 favorite fictional muses — 99/100: Peter Parker / Spider-Man
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captin-azoth · 4 months ago
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IIII HAVE BRAINROT~
Doot da doot DOOT DOOT
I HAAAVE BRAINROT~
BA BAM
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sitronsangthoughts · 1 month ago
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You write a series of books about a fantastical, magical community. The community is plagued by prejudice. Some people in it wish to exclude those who haven't been part of it since birth. As this ultra-conservative movement worms its way into the media and government, the hate campaign escalates to systematic attempts to eradicate the "undesirables". The heroes of the story have to fight against these old and cruel ideas to make the community safe for everyone, regardless of their childhood or background. In fact, your self-insert character (an audience favorite) is one of the people targeted by the discrimination and violence. The story deals heavily with the dangers of political propaganda, with how a biased media can skew the truth and vilify those who get too critical in the eyes of the masses, and how those who are different in some way are so often misunderstood, even feared. The books are an unprecedented success, near-universally beloved for their fundamental message: the circumstances of your birth do not determine who you are or where you belong. Forge your own path, stand up for the downtrodden and excluded, and choose love over hate.
Then you go on to become the face of the movement against basic rights for trans people.
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cloudybrews · 3 months ago
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A golden round portal, made of golden sparks, appeared before the reader. A man with glowing circle on his chest, and a robotic arm ( replacing his one he use to have ). The man stables, looking back as the portal closed. He blinks standing up, mouth open as he sees the reader. " Hey... I'm Tony Stark... do you " he blinks for moment. " Do you know where cloest burger joint is" he asked.
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mostly-marvel-musings · 2 months ago
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The suit stays on
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A/N: What? How’d this happen? I don’t even know. But it did. Here it is. I am back in the Jackman-verse now, voluntarily and irrevocably. I want to thank @stark-ironman for all the thirst trap pictures and encouragement 🩵 Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story!
Pairing: Hugh Jackman x F! Reader
Warning: 18+ smut. Minors DNI.
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“Oh no, the suit stays on.”
You had whispered against his ear when he was about to strip; you were at the end of your tether watching him strut his stuff for hours wearing that criminal outfit.
The ache between your legs had got to a point where you’d lost the ability to think straight. It wasn’t like your needs weren’t satiated mere hours ago, wasn’t like you were deprived of that gorgeous body that could only have been chiseled by the Gods, no.
You were well aware of how greedy you were being, but all your sense of rationality had found its way out the door when you’d seen your man walk out in the suit. The little salt and pepper bristle only added his sex appeal, making for additional friction each time it brushed against the most sensitive parts of you.
“Needy little thing, aren’t ya?” He had grunted, wrapping a hand around your throat with enough pressure that it walked a thin line between pleasure and pain. You wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Only when it comes to you.” You choked, smirking as you were rewarded with everything you had hoped for.
His cock travelled to the deepest parts of you, brushing the very spot that had you seeing stars as your walls clenched around him. Lust travelled over your skin leaving trails of goose-pimples while he impaled you, stoking the fire that burned deep within your core.
You wanted the man. No. You craved him. In every way. How was one ever supposed to get enough of Hugh Jackman?
You certainly weren’t opposed when he pulled out all of a sudden, only to bend you over the nearest desk, uncaring about the mess you’d already made. A primal grunt resounded off the thin walls as he entered your sopping heat again, not holding back at all this time.
With every thrust, you gripped the edge of the table tighter until your knuckles turned white, your climax approaching quick as you felt your thighs begin to twitch involuntarily.
“I—I’m so close—” you whimpered, revelling in the way his hips snapped against yours in an urgency you both felt.
“I know. Be a good girl and come all over this cock.”
Like the most obedient of students, your body willingly obliged to his command, making the coil inside your belly snap into smithereens. Your orgasm crashed over you like a violent wave, making your walls flutter as you cried out his name.
Reality was a mere distant thought as you allowed yourself to float on a cloud of ecstasy, your heart beating erratically against your ribcage and throbbing down there. You faintly registered his cum spilling on your lower back as he climaxed, making the most sinful noises that were music to your ears.
Cleaning up consisted mostly of lazy kisses and a crafty grin that refused to leave your lips. You had gotten your way again and you both knew it would continue in the future.
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What do we think? It’s my first time writing for this man. (Will it be the last? Idk yet) ALSO I CAN’T WITH THIS LOOK 🫠
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melanthaeunomia · 8 months ago
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Don’t you just love writing a 16 paragraph fanfic but cant even write a 3 paragraph essay for a school topic
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annabelle--cane · 3 months ago
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staring down this wip doc like I'm the county sheriff and this town ain't big enough for the both of us
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