#Adam Warlock x Reader

[glasvera]

A Healing Hand, A Healed Heart

Adam Warlock x GN!Reader

Description: You're hurt, and on the battlefield, there's only one healer you can trust. But perhaps there's more than just trust between you two?

Warnings: Injuries, but no real gore.

A/N: Yeah so uh... I've been playing Marvel Rivals and I cannot stop staring at the perfection that is this man. Please enjoy this quick one-shot that I needed to get out of my head <3

Word Count: <1k

You were hurt. It wasn’t anything life-threatening, but you couldn’t have guessed that from the look in his blank white stare. Just a few broken ribs, maybe more than a few shallow yet stinging lacerations. But Adam was the closest one to you, and you didn’t trust anyone else’s healing quite as much as you trusted his.

No words were needed once he saw you. He was quick to usher you into the temporary safety of one of the many abandoned buildings nearby. There was an urgency in his gaze that almost had you feeling bad for getting hurt in the first place. For his sake, you do your best to grit your teeth and brace yourself against the pain.

Gentle touches of his golden fingertips hover just over your body, almost as though he were scanning you for the worst of it. His brows knit together, focused as he was on treating you, and you felt your facial features soften for just a moment as you admired the golden man. Then there was a searing jolt of pain in your ribs, drawing out a sharp cry from your throat. The sound almost seemed to hurt him physically, causing him to pull back and wince, though he is quick to steel himself and return to the task at hand.

“You do not have to hide the pain, you know,” he finally speaks softly, beginning the healing process with a simple snap of his fingers. Air almost seems to rush into your lungs as you gasp at the feeling. A golden hand rests on your shoulder, holding you steady so as not to worsen any of your healing wounds. “Though… your concern is touching.”

Ah, right. He often could sense the overwhelming thoughts and emotions that pervade one’s mind. A warmth creeps up your cheeks, and you avert your gaze.

“Adam, I…”

“It is my duty. Besides, I do not mind healing you.”

In a gentler tone, he adds, “I could never abandon you when you are hurt.”

His golden hair flows perfectly, much like the rest of him, as his head turns to the side. It was a simple confession, not even particularly romantic, and yet he seems simultaneously vulnerable and withdrawn after speaking it.

Something in you is drawn to him then, reaching out your now uninjured hands to cup his face. It is his turn to be surprised once again, caught off guard as his milky white eyes widen. Golden lips part slightly as though he were ready to speak, but there is only silence. The sounds of the continuing battle echo in the distance but quickly fade around you. 

“You’re too good to me, you know that?” you whisper softly, the pads of your thumbs brushing delicately across his cheekbones.

If it were possible, you’re fairly certain those golden cheeks would be blushing.

“I-It is… I am simply… I just…”

Words seem to fail him then, and a shuddery breath escapes him. He blinks then, noticing a cut on your cheek. Though he need only snap his fingers, instead he reaches up a hand of his own. He mimics your motion, brushing his thumb across the tiny injury and watching as the flesh stitches itself together under his touch. It’s so intimate, so soothing, and you feel your eyes flutter shut, pressing your cheek further into his hand. When you open them again, you find him staring openly at you, his mouth ever so slightly agape. Having been caught, he clears his throat behind his fist and tries to look away, but your hands keep his head in place, forcing him to look at you.

“Adam…?”

“Forgive me. You are simply…” He huffs a bit, finding annoyance in his inability to find the right words. “I think I quite enjoy looking at you,” he finally admits while his eyes avoid your gaze.

A warm chortle reverberates in your chest. Leaning forward, you press your forehead to his, sliding your hands down his jawline until they come to rest, wrapped behind his neck. During all of this he remains still and unsure. He doesn’t seem to mind your affections at all, but it’s clear that it’s not something he is used to receiving.

Finally, he lowers his hands, placing them gently on either side of your waist. You can feel any lingering soreness in your ribs fade at his healing, tender touch, and it brings a contented sigh to your lips. And, when you look at his face once more, it’s clear that those lips have captivated his attention. Mostly.

“We… we should return to the battle. The others-”

But you would have none of that. Not, at least, until you had done something you had been waiting for what felt like eons to do. Tilting your head to the side, you interrupt his words by pressing your lips softly against his. It’s sweet, chaste, and all too quick, but you do everything you can to pour the warmth of your very soul into it. It’s clear that he senses it with the way he inhales sharply through his nose. His grip on your waist tightens almost painfully as though he’s afraid of ever letting you go.

His eyes are half-lidded and unfocused when you pull away, and you can practically hear the way his heartbeat drums in his chest.

“You’re right. We should probably head back, shouldn’t we?” you echo with a coy smirk tugging at your lips.

Gods, but you were going to be the death of him.

[rivalswrites]

Rivals characters react to your dog!

Before you read, please be warned that I'm writing based on my impressions of them not only in the game (though it's the biggest inspiration), but some of them with the movies/shows in mind too.

How Rivals characters react to you(reader) having a dog fight with you! (Maybe like a tracking dog, but breed not specified. Dog is referred to as big, and the gender changes randomly)

Dog will be named Spruce as a placeholder

The relationship between the character and you is not specified, though implied romantic.

(First post, kinda nervous) Masterlist

Warnings for mentions of semi-canon violence

It was during down time, that he met Spruce. She was running around and probably playing with a butterfly or something before she set her eyes on him. Making a beeline for the shiny man that almost glowed like the sun in the light.

Spruce ran circles around him, a little too quick for his attention to keep on her exact location. He hadn't come in contact with a dog before or knew much about them, though he knew they existed- he probably mistook her for another animal from space.

When you had shown up and apologized for her unmatchable energy, explaining it's just a dog thing (zoomies, he really liked that word). He took Spruce’s energy with stride, happily willing to play with her on down time and even- on occasion- during training. While Flerkin’s were adorable, Spruce had wormed her way into his big heart and sat down to stay.

Overall: He really enjoys Spruce's company, and will use his free time to play with her and give her treats (even going behind your back sometimes do to so)

Natasha knew you had a dog, hearing Clint talk about it, but she'd never had the opportunity to meet either of you. She had finally got her chance when she was at the training ground, taking down bots. Spruce had come up from behind and taken one of her batons, running away before she could catch the thief in the act.

Trying to get it back was a lost cause, she knew this, she knew how dogs were. But she tried anyway. It didn't take long for you to come running and haggle Spruce into dropping the baton and apologetically handed it back to her (after whipping the slobber off with your sleeve). She thought it was sort of cute.

Now she always watches over her batons, when she knows Spruce is around, but she doesn't hold a grudge for the less than desired first meet. She thinks it's funny to be honest, and brings it up often when lounging around with you and Spruce.

In all honesty she has a guilty pleasure in watching Spruce and you run around the map, but would never admit that.

Overall: She loves the dog like her own. The two of you train her while on down time, though it's mostly playing catch now rather than training

The first meeting was- not at all ideal. It was during a match, and the two of you were on opposite sides of the fight. Though there's no bad blood between either of you now, it's an embarrassing story to recall because he totally got mauled by little ‘ol Spruce.

After the match he had found you and (with hesitation) Spruce. You apologized for how violent it ended up being, but he brushed it off and told you it's all good. No harm truly done, and it's definitely not the worst he's had, which you definitely believed.

He found the strength and bond between you and your dog admirable, seeing as it seemed unbreakable. The amount of trust you had for an animal was something he thought he'd never understand, and maybe he won't.

He likes to relax after matches with you, sitting somewhere quiet with Spruce sprawled over both your laps- basically begging for some praise after the match (which he gives into, because who can say no to those big beady eyes).

Overall: He doesn't mind Spruce, as long as he stays away during matches so he can concentrate fully. The same goes for you, though he won't say that.

It all began when you first joined the fight against the Doom’s, not really catching Hela’s eye- though she did acknowledge your existence.

Spruce had taken a liking to her, running over to see her whenever not on duty/fighting. She didn't mind, nor really pay attention, until you kept coming up and apologizing while calling Spruce over. But Spruce was determined, she wanted Hela to acknowledge her too and she'd be damned if she didn't get her attention.

Hela was nothing but happy at this little dog's devotion to wanting her attention, it's so hard to find good minions nowadays. She takes Spruce’s devotion as your devotion as well, seeing as wherever Spruce is you follow (and vice versa).

While it's hard to tell what Hela is feeling, due to how neutral she is about a lot of things, devout minions make her happy, thus you and Spruce make her happy. And yes, she does use you two as human shields during matches, as all good minions would do

Overall: She tells you she doesn't care for Spruce, simply just being your pet. But in actuality she loves Spruce, he reminds her of a fierce warrior and tells you you've trained him well.

When she first met Spruce, he had come up to her and started tugging at her outfit while on down time. She was at first confused, for obvious reasons, and easily used a little magic to get the dog to unhand her. Watching as the dog sat down and stared at her with his big, beady eyes.

Soon after, you ran over and apologized, explaining to her that you were just practicing his skills to make sure they were up to standard for matches, which she admired. Nodding in approval while still keeping an eye on the dog that was now looking at you expectantly- it's tail thumping on the ground rapidly.

You took a treat out of your pocket and offered it to her, asking if she wanted to give it to Spruce. She looked at you, then your hand, then to Spruce- who was now trained on your outstretched hand. With an ever gentle smile, she took the treat and knelt down, letting Spruce come to her and gently take the treat.

She wasn't one for animals, but for you she could make an exception. Often she could find herself admiring not only you, but the ever lively Spruce on the field or during training, and eventually could only think of how cute he was when she looked at him.

Overall: She can happily say she enjoys the company of Spruce, almost as much as she enjoys your company.

He had first seen Spruce while in battle. Same side, thankfully. Spruce had run past him, with you quickly following her, into a tunnel. It wasn't anything special or impressive to him, so he didn't understand why he decided to stare at the tunnel while he still had some poor person to take care of in the blades of his claws.

After finishing his business, he took towards the tunnel, observing as you bent down to give the big dog some pats while completely unnerved by some nerds body almost right underneath you. He wondered if it was yours, or the dogs doing.

Honestly, he didn't pay Spruce much mind in the beginning, only looking at you during down time or training (sometimes even during matches). But alas, he knew the two of you were a pair, and that was non negotiable.

Soon, he took up the offer you made ages ago on helping you train and hone Spruce's skills. As much as he hated to admit it, she had a pretty harsh bite, almost ripping the flesh of his arm off before you called her off. He reassured you it wasn't a big deal when you had apologized.

Overall: He doesn't mind Spruce at all, and tells you he simply tolerates her for your sake. But you can sometimes find him patting her in the head after a match well won.

[angelofthenight]

Quill, through Adam’s earpiece: Ask them something!

Adam: How are you feeling?

You: Fine.

Quill: Something personal!

Adam: At what age did you first get your period?

[countlessimagines]

Star Lord’s Sister [ Adam Warlock x Reader ]

GOTG VOLUME 3 SPOILERS!!!

Summary: Star lord’s sister takes a liking to the new member of the Guardians

A/N: my beloved!!! <3

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Ever since you met Adam Warlock, he had been head over heels for you. Constantly following you around, wanting to be by your side 24/7, interested in your hobbies, and so much more.

You honestly didn’t mind it and found it adorable. And you would be lying if you said you weren’t catching feelings too.

Adam and you had been on quite a few dates since meeting and tried to spend most of your time together since Rocket always whisked him away for Guardians’ duties. He would always pout when he had to leave, but would always kiss you with so much passion, that the rest of the guardians would gag while boarding the ship.

And your brother seemed to not enjoy the constant hanging out together as much as you did. Peter had begun to call you at the end of each week from Earth to catch up on what was going on. He quickly noticed your interests began to revolve around Adam and you two seemed to be attached to the hip.

“So, the guy saves me and you fall madly in love with him?” Peter snickered and shook his head. “I leave for a few months and already it sounds like you two are married.”

You rolled your eyes at your brother’s response, not wanting to hear any of his nonsense. “So what? I am an adult and can do whatever I please.”

“Okay sure, let me know when the wedding is.”

You were about to fire back until Adam walked in from the bathroom only in a towel, saw Peter on the monitor, and promptly fell to the ground and army crawled away.

You groaned and dragged your hand across your face. “Adam!”

“Hey hey wait a minute! I was joking about the wedding, Adam get your ass back to the screen!” Peter began to shout over the screen. “Stay away from my sister!”

“Okay bye, love you!” You hurried and ended the call quickly.

Adam rose from behind the side of the bed and shrugged innocently when you turned to him. You picked up a pillow from the ground and tossed it at his head.

“Sweetheart! I told you I was calling my brother, he was finally warming up to the idea of us,” you stood up and laid flat on the bed. “Now he’s seen you half naked in my place so I can only imagine he’s going to fly all the way here to beat you up.”

Adam shuffled into clothes and flopped beside you. “I would like to see him try to keep me away from you.”

You faced him and couldn’t help but melt at his cute pouty face. “Yeah yeah, but please don’t hurt my brother if he tries to kick your ass.”

Adam nodded and grabbed you lovingly in his arms. “Can we just stay in today?”

“Why’s that?” You mumbled into his chest.

“Because I rather cuddle my girlfriend than help rocket on a mission today.” Adam kissed your forehead repeatedly and made you giggle uncontrollably.

“Stop stop!” You said and pushed on his chest. “Why don’t you go tell rocket that you can’t make it and then we can have a lazy day in?”

Adam planted a kiss on your check, stood up, saluted you, then quickly left to get out of saving the world today - simply because his world was too cute to leave.

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An hour went by without Adam returning, and it wasn’t until your monitor began to beep did you put two and two together. You answered the call that was coming from the Guardians’ ship and saw Adam’s face pop up, and he was in full gear.

You shook your head and sighed, “Care to explain yourself?”

“Okay, well,” Adam dragged off his voice and moved a bit from the screen to point an accusing finger towards Rocket, “He told me it would only take an hour, but once I got on the ship he told me it was a two day trip.”

Rocket popped up and said, “Sorry for stealing your boyfriend, (Y/N). You’ll have to cuddle your pillow the next couple of nights. The world needs Warlock, and trust me I wouldn’t bring his bright gold self unless it was necessary.”

Rocket jumped away when Adam tried to wack him.

“I’m sorry my love. I promise it will go by quick and I’ll be back before you can say ‘I have the best boyfriend in the whole wide galaxy and he’s gonna smother me in kisses when he returns!’” Adam tried to do a high pitched voice to imitate you to which you rolled your eyes.

“Alright, whatever you say,” you waved and blew a kiss to him before ending the call.

-

The next few days were uneventful, and you were knocked out asleep when your guardians pin began to beep and pulled you out of sleep.

You pressed on it and spoke into it sleepily, “what’s wrong?”

Rocket’s urgent voice spoke through the comm, and it made you wake up fully. “(Y/N)! Prepare med packs! Adam got hit and we need to work on him urgently!”

You rushed out of your apartment and down flights of stairs before running to the supply closet. You pressed your comm again to speak to Nebula. Once she finally answered, you explained quickly what was going on and she was next to you within minutes to set up for their arrival.

It wasn’t long before Kraglin rushed in with Adam slumped over his shoulder, barely responsive. He placed him on a nearby table while you grabbed Adam’s hand and tried to figure out what was wrong with him.

“He took a blow to his stomach, we should be able to patch him up quickly but the beast repeatedly hit him in the wound… making him bleed out.” Kraglin was rushing his words, not making complete sense but still wanting to explain everything.

You nodded as Nebula put a med pack on his stomach, hoping it would help. Adam started to breath deeply and you let out a small cry seeing him in such distress.

A part of you knew that the pack would either help or just make the situation worse. As Adam didn’t wake up quickly enough to be okay, you grabbed a sewing kit, alcohol, and a towel.

Removing the med pack, you removed his vest and immediately began to work with Nebula’s help. It was a tense moment, only the sounds of Adam’s breathing could be heard in the room.

Not too long after you finished the stitch across his stomach and placed the med pack on his wound to finish the healing process. Everyone let out a breath of relief as Adam began to breath normally again.

“You guys can go and clean up, I bet you all have some wounds that need to be tended to.” You said to Kraglin and Rocket who nodded.

Nebula reassured Rocket that she wouldn’t leave you alone. You smiled gratefully at her as you grabbed Adam’s hand and pulled up a chair beside the table.

“I’m gonna wait a few hours before trying to move him to my place.”

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Hours went by and you had fallen asleep, still holding tightly onto Adam, not wanting to let go in fear something bad would happen if you did. It was in those moments, going in and out of sleep - that you both realized how much you truly loved one another. It was a selfless and innocent love, something so pure that nothing would come in-between the two of you.

Adam had woken up first, confused and sore, but the moment he saw you slumped over the table, holding his hand - he instantly calmed down. He was so relieved he made it back alive and was with you again. He remembered his promise he made and kissed your hand repeatedly to wake you up.

With a startled jump, you woke up in a frenzy and immediately checked to see if something was wrong.

“Did I worry you?” Adam said softly, gazing lovingly at you.

“Oh, so so much.” You placed a hand on his cheek, so happy to see him awake and well. “I think I might have to kidnap you from missions from now on until you’re better.”

“Trust me, I am going to try to take less advice from Rocket and Groot on missions… and take a break.” Adam said and shuttered as if remembering how he ended up in the situation in the first place.

“I’m just happy you’re home,” you smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Adam became teary-eyed at the thought of you being his home. After being pulled out of the cocoon too early and losing his mother, he had felt like he would never feel at home anywhere and be lost without anything to live for. Thankfully, he was wrong. He had found you and the guardians, and now he could go home to someone who loved and cared for him. And Peter would be lying if he said he wasn’t happy that you had found someone to love. In the whole of the galaxy, your brother was happy you had Adam.

[fannyspammy]

Tell Me More

Adam Warlock x Reader

Summary: Adam gets hard for the first time.

Warnings: 18+, nothing too too graphic (yet, hehe), still very steamy tho, mostly just dry humping & fantasizing

A/N: Two parts posted in one day??? Who is she??? Here’s the third part to the Firsts series! Wanted to get the next part out to you all asap because you’ve all been so supportive & I’m shocked at how much attention my posts have been getting lately 🥺🫶 If you haven’t read the previous parts yet, my masterlist is here! (Can be read as a stand-alone tho!)

[not my gif]

Since their first kiss, Adam couldn’t stop kissing y/n. He’d kiss her at every available moment — greeting her hello, after each compliment, with every please & thank you, waiting to cross a busy intersection… not that y/n was complaining. She loved kissing her golden boy too, & he was good at it.

A couple weeks later, Adam & y/n were in the middle of their most intense make out session yet. It began while they were sitting on the couch, listening to music. They sat side-by-side, but their bodies faced each other hands grasping at whatever they could �� hair, face, & neck.

Craving for more of him, y/n lifted herself onto his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. They were a mess of touch and tongue.

Y/n could feel his bulge beneath her in this new position — still soft, but large enough for her to feel it pressed against her clothed core. She moaned at the feel of it, picturing herself lowering onto it, being stretched out by its size.

Y/n was growing increasingly aroused by her fantasy, supported by Adam sucking relentlessly on her neck, and soon her core was craving attention. Seeking friction she began to grind herself against the god beneath her, slowly but firmly dragging herself against his grey sweatpants. The feel of him pressed against her clothed core provoked a sinful moan from her, and Adam sucked harder on her sweet spot. She quickened her pace, stroking her soaking self against him fervently.

Then Adam stiffened as he, well, stiffened. Not fully, but enough for her to notice.

“Mm, baby, don’t stop,” y/n panted, never ceasing the eager roll of her hips.

“It’s… supposed to do that, right?”

“Yes, baby.”

“Okay, I just- it felt good, I just wasn’t sure.”

Y/n slowed her thrusts.

“Wait, you’ve never been hard before?”

“No.. This is the first time we’ve been this intense, so I’ve never felt… like this.”

Y/n smirked. “Well, let me help you.” She lifted her shirt over her head & tossed it onto the floor. Adam’s eyes widened at the sight of her in her bra.

“Mm, you like that?” she asked, although the hardening length beneath her gave away the answer.

Adam caressed her bare waist as he returned his attention to her neck, this time matching the movement of his hips with hers.

The growing friction left both of them moaning loudly, and Adam pulled y/n’s hair for better access. Throwing her head back in pleasure, she gripped Adam’s strong shoulders to steady herself as she quickened her pace.

“Mm, wanna know what I’m picturing right now?”

“What?” He asked, lips never leaving her skin.

“I’m picturing us naked, with you inside me.”

Adam pulled away from her neck to look at her, pupils dilated, before meeting her in a rough kiss. His hands squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bra, and he sucked vigourously on her tongue.

Sucking the skin beneath her jaw, Adam gripped her waist firmly with one hand, rolling her left nipple in between the fingers of his other.

“Tell me more.”

Y/n gently pushed his head down to direct him toward her breasts. Receiving her message, Adam freed her right breast from its cup and latched onto it, swirling a tongue against the hardened nipple. He increased the intensity of his thrusts & y/n cried out in pleasure before continuing.

“You’re- mm!- taking me however you want, wherever you want- oh, yes- and your- ah!- cock is making me feel s-so good- mmm, yes!- as it moves in and out of me.”

Adam pulled her back by the hair to look at her, and his eyes studied her features — the glisten on sweat on her forehead, the redness of her cheeks and swollen lips, the way her face contorted in bliss.

“You’re so beautiful, y/n,” he said, his golden features glistening softly in the dim light. He thrust his hard member hard against her, and watched her mouth part as she moaned.

“Adam, I-I’m close,” she said, her thrusts becoming more frantic.

Kissing her neck once again he mumbled against her skin. “Mm, close to what, baby?”

“C-close to- mmm- close to my climax.”

Climax, that’s what he was feeling himself building to! He felt it growing the more his hard cock rubbed against y/n through their clothes, but he wasn’t sure what it was. Now it made sense.

“I think I am too,” he said, quickening his pace. She followed. After a couple more heated minutes y/n came, crying his name as he sucked her tit & continued grinding her through her climax. The sight of her trembling in his lap was enough to bring him over the edge too, and the next thing Adam knew there was a stream of cum soaking his sweats.

Panting heavily, they began to wind down from their highs. Adam placed tender kisses across her collarbone and jaw, making his way back to her lips. He kissed her sweetly and rested his forehead against hers.

Y/n smiled with a small chuckle.

“That was… wow.”

Adam met her smile with his own, placing another quick kiss on her lips. Looking down at the wet spot on his crotch he laughed lightly.

“I think I need to change my pants.”

[fakesocialmediaa]

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[tom-whore-dleston]

A-Z NSFW Headcanons | Adam Warlock

Pairing▹ Adam Warlock x f. reader

This fic contains ▹ smut (title says enough), GOTG Vol. 3 spoilers!, lightly beta'ed writing

Word Count ▹ 1.8k

Notes ▹ No one asked but here are some sexy headcanons for my new fave mcu himbo. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed! 😊

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Adam’s main priority is making sure that you are always taken care of, especially during sex. He’d make sure your skin was free of cum and he’d clean it off with a warm rag or his mouth. Then, he’d massage and kiss the areas that were more sore before cuddling you in his strong arms.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favorite body part on himself is his hands. He loves how they shape your face while he’s caressing your face before kissing you. Adam has learned to be quite talented with his hands. From holding your waist while deeply kissing you to squeezing your breasts and lightly flicking your nipples until you’re whining. When his fingers found the sweet spot in your pussy, it was over for you. Seeing you coat his fingers with your wetness always drove him insane.

Adam’s favorite body part on you is your eyes. The first time he gazed into yours, he knew he was madly in love with you. He loved the way they glimmered before pressing his lips against yours. What really turned him on was how you would bat your eyelashes and stare at him with doe eyes while sucking his cock. The same goes when he’s pounding you into the mattress and your eyes start to roll to the back of your head before reaching that blissful finish.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) As mentioned previously, Adam gets pretty aroused just from seeing you gush all over his fingers. After the first time you came from being fingered, he was really curious about the dripping fluid. He’d wiggle his fingers around, playing with your cum in fascination before sticking his middle finger into his mouth. It was the hottest thing you have ever seen.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Adam is an innocent character, so he is naturally curious about a lot of things. For example, he has wondered what it’s like having multiple partners. Adam was shy about wanting to bring a third or even more partners in the bedroom. You immediately reassured him that he has nothing to be nervous about because it was something you have wanted to experiment with even before meeting Adam.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Well, considering that he prematurely hatched from his cocoon, he isn’t experienced at all. And it’s not like he had much time with his mother to have learned about sex. Regardless, he learned everything just from dating you. As someone who was very eager to please, Adam caught on pretty fast.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Adam is clearly strong so he can easily pick you up and fuck you while he stands. The way he ruthlessly bounces you up and down his cock causes you to see stars. Adam likes how the position allows you to be really close. He’ll grip your hips while you wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your foreheads against one another. You’ve also experimented with a standing 69, a position you both are growing more fond of.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Adam has his fair share of goofy and serious moments. He used to be very serious while fucking you, mainly because he was adamant about making sure he was doing it right. Along the way, you helped him relax more and he’d crack a joke or two. Sometimes, Adam would get tongue-tied because of how overwhelmed he was with pleasure, causing you to giggle and kiss him on the nose.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) When he was created, it wasn’t in The High Evolutionary’s intentions to give him hair. Therefore, he’s free of any body or facial hair. At least he has a silky head of hair that often gets tossed during battles and more so during sex.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) It’s no exaggeration that Adam is head over heels in love with you. Even when he is deep inside you, Adam will never turn down an opportunity to show any signs of affection for you. He could have your legs propped over his shoulders and he’ll still lean down to kiss you tenderly.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Adam is the type to hump the pillow to get off. Before you started dating, he found you grinding against your pillow and the sounds that came from your lips were music to his ears. That same night, he tried it himself and, well, he was well rested the next day. He only does this when you are away on a mission and misses you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Adam LOVES being praised. He will do anything to make you happy and hearing the positive feedback from you makes him giddy and full of love. When you tell him he is fucking you so so good, it is the perfect motivation for him to continue doing what he’s doing.

He also may or may not have a Mommy kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Honestly, y’all will fuck anywhere and make it work. However, Rocket has made it clear to both of you not to fuck on the spaceship. Has it stopped you from sneaking to the back of the ship for a quickie? Absolutely not. But what Rocket won’t know won’t piss him off, right?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Watching you kicking ass on the battlefield is enough to get him riled up. Adam knows that violence isn’t always the answer, but he finds it sexy when you are covered in the sweat and blood of the enemies (or just anyone that pisses you off).

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Adam would not want to do anything that would hurt you. He has hurt the guardians in the past and he did not like the consequences that came with it. So anything along the lines of choking or slapping you is not for him. He’ll playfully smack your ass, but he’ll never do anything more than a little love tap.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He loves receiving just as much as he loves giving. Hence why 69 is one of his favorite positions with you. Adam loves flicking his tongue along your slit, tasting your wetness which makes his cock strain in his pants. Just that alone will have your legs shaking and you’re pushing his face closer to your pussy.

When he’s on the receiving end, Adam is a whimpering mess. For a man as strong and powerful as he is, he can easily crumble the moment your lips wrap around the tip of his cock. He’s groaning your name, tangling his fingers in your hair, and begging you to suck him harder and faster.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) It depends on the mood. Adam can read your body language like the back of his hand so he’ll know when to be rougher and when to be softer. He tries not to be too rough because he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Adam quite enjoys quickies. Fucking you right before a mission is a perfect mood-setter for him and he feels less nervous about heading into it. He’ll have a bit more bounce to his step and the other guardians will be side-eyeing each other as to what has got into Adam.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.) Adam typically is down for anything in the bedroom and has tried things that none of your past partners ever wanted to think about. He asks a lot of questions about certain things before deciding if it’s something he wants to try, not so much out of nervousness but out of pure interest.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Again, he’s basically a god so Adam can last a couple of rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He doesn’t have any toys himself, but he has come across your hidden collection of toys. You showed him how each one works by putting on a show for him. After the visual demonstration, Adam will often ask to use the vibrator while he’s pounding you from behind. He also likes fucking you while you wear your butt plug with gems that match the one on his forehead.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) At first, you were the one who did all the teasing, mainly because Adam wasn’t experienced in that field. You loved whispering dirty things in his ear while he was training and the moment he’d get distracted, you’d run away giggling like a little girl.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Oh, he is very loud! Adam is a delicious mix between a moaner and a grunter. The way his accent sounds while moaning your name is a sound that will forever alter your brain chemistry. But the sounds he makes while cumming are your absolute favorite and you are lucky to be the reason he makes those beautiful noises.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Ever since Rocket introduced him to music, Adam has been making playlists nonstop. He made a mixtape for you to confess his feelings for you. And of course, he made a sex playlist for you. His favorite song to fuck you to is "Sexual Healing" by Marvin Gaye.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) The High Evolutionary created Adam with the intent of making him the “perfect man”, so he is a substantial size.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Adam isn’t really needy. Over time, he’s gained more self-control so he doesn’t crave sex as much as he did after the first time with you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Adam doesn’t fall asleep that easily. His ever-growing soundtrack tends to keep you both up even after many rounds. The sound of his voice singing some 70s love songs will put you to sleep before he does. He always makes sure to kiss your face before he succumbs to slumber.

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[inklore]

for the adam warlock thots:

i cannot see this sweet himbo as anything but a soft dom and i will FIGHT someone on that

@tom-whore-dleston and i are right behind you screaming in agreement bestie, because yes yes!! this man is the type of softdom that aims to please, to give his girl the most earth shattering orgasm and then ANOTHER!

warnings: eighteen+ content, face riding, over stimulation, adam being a bit subby, written on my phone so hella quick and dirty and full of mistakes probably.

When you’re not rocking against his tongue the way he wants—your clit brushing against his nose allowing his tongue to push inside your heat just enough to have your breath catching in the back of your throat—his fingers dig into the muscle of your butt cheeks guiding your hips to move.

To fuck his face the way he had asked you to when he had pulled you into bed with him. With his mouth at your breast bone leaving marks, his hardness rutting up against you.

The sweet look in his eyes, the way he had mumbled it into your skin, followed by his fingers moving down your side and between your thighs. Hooking a finger in the crotch of your shorts to run two fingers through your pussy.

“You’re so wet. Please,” he groaned.

His eyes begging, his lips moving in a plea.

Denying him would be torture.

And when he brings you to that edge, that burning pleasured heat that makes your thighs shake against the side of his head and your fingers thread themselves in his golden hair; a sob rakes through your body when he doesn’t stop after you’ve come down.

His lips wrap around your sensitive clit, sucking and flicking his tongue against the nerve—your fingers digging into his scalp as your body tries to move away from the intensity of his mouth—as he swallows down your juices and looks for more.

“Adam,” your voice is breathless. Your plea holds no ground.

Falls onto deaf ears as his eyes look up to you, his brows bowed in that way that lets you know he wants more of something. More of you. That he’s willing to beg for again—a craving he has yet to relieve.

When he releases your clit you whine. Run your hand along his cheek as his teeth sink into your inner thigh.

“You can give me another,” his tongue runs along the indent of his teeth left in your skin. “And another, and another.” His tongue moves to your pussy again. Pressing a light kiss at your mound before he spreads you and finds your clit again.

The whimpered “please” muffled and vibrated against you—Adam’s arms coming up to wrap around your thighs as your body starts to twitch—enough to have that ache building back up in your body.

[sexy-monster-fucker]

Alone Time

Adam Warlock x Reader SMUT

Summary: The reader has the Guardian's ship alone for the night and decides to pleasure herself. Little does she know, Adam Warlock returned quicker than expected. When he overhears her down the hall, he barges in.

a/n: I appreciate everyone being excited about this fic, I just got back into writing and it means a lot to be welcomed home with open arms. also I am AWFUL at titling fics sorry lol

warnings: masturbation, use of vibrator, oral (m receiving), 18+

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The rest of the Guardians were away celebrating. That meant something rare was happening; you were alone and had the entire ship to yourself. You scouted out the halls and rooms of the ship insuring you were truly alone before heading back to your own room. Once you were for sure it was you and you alone, you scurried back to your room.

You dug through the storage bin on your bedside looking for your small bullet vibrator. Once in hand you peeked out the door once more. No one would be back for hours. You returned back to your bed, shimmying your bottoms off along the way. You got comfortable on the bed before turning the toy on. It vibrated quietly in your hand...

Adam had returned back to the ship quicker than planned. He did not mind leaving the other Guardians. He had been enjoying himself until Rocket got drunk and started picking fights with the locals of the planet they were on. He huffed, planning to go to his room and relax for the rest of the night. Suddenly, your voice echoed through the halls of the ship. The noises you made were foreign to him and he feared something was wrong. He sprinted to your room where you had left the door open.

"Y/N?!" He shouted as he ran into the doorway. His whole body flooded with heat instantly at what he saw. You were sprawled out with the vibrator pressed against your clit. Your bare skin out in the open. He felt the member between his legs jump. "ADAM- Oh my God!" You swore no one else had been on the ship. Were the others close behind him? You attempted to cover yourself with the loose blanket on top of your mattress. "I-I-I'm sorry- I thought someone was doing something to you-" his hands went to cover his face in embarrassment. "CLOSE THE DOOR!" you shouted. He clumsily closed the door with him inside your room. His back was to you now, slightly slumped over with hands still on the door.

Why did he like what he saw? What were you doing exactly? Why did he want you to continue? A millions thoughts crossed his mind.

The room that had previously been filled with the sound of your moans was completely silent. The two of you were heavily breathing. Neither of you dared to speak or look at one another.

Adam slowly turned his head to the side. You could see his eye attempting to glance at you. "What... what were you doing just now?" he swallowed the heavy lump in his throat. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment. No one had taught him anything sexual in nature. It was a completely foreign subject to him. Of course he knew what sex was. But to him, it was a way of procreating. Not a way of having fun and being intimate. "I was- um... pleasuring myself," you stumbled over your words. He turned his head more now. He craved another look at your body. "And you... like doing this, correct?" He stared at you the best he could. You nodded at him. He paused. You could tell he was collecting himself. "I've never... never seen anyone do something like that. The noises you were making they- um... I-I-I..." his face was painted with embarrassment.

"Will you show me more...?"

You could not deny the arousal pooling in your stomach. You had liked Adam ever since he joined the Guardians. He tended to linger around you when you all were in a group. Walking you back to your room more often than not. Invitations to go get food were a regular occurrence between you both now. You could not deny the crush you had developed on him. You would catch yourself staring at him when he worked out. The way his muscles flexed and sweat would roll down his body would make you blush. He had the body of a God, he was the perfect man after all. You longed to be around him.

You nodded at him. He crawled on the bed, hovering over you on all fours. There was tension in the silent room, his eyes darted between your face and your covered lower half. His tongue darted out to wet his lips. You stared down away from him. You fiddled with the toy in your hand. A mixture of arousal and embarrassment filled you. "I want you to use it again," his beautiful voice broke the silence. Your eyes shot up to meet his, he stared deeply. His hand went to your cheek caressing you. You lingered in his soft touch. You leaned your body back getting comfortable against your pillows. The blanket left your body, exposing you. His mouth fell open, slightly gasping for air. He stared at your nudity. His member jumped again. You spread your legs, propping them up. You pressed the button turning the small toy on. It found its way to your bundle of nerves. You threw your head back in pleasure. A moan left your lips.

Those noises again. They made him feel things he had never felt before. He wanted to feel what you were feeling. He wanted to make your make those noises. He wanted you.

He rested back on his legs to watch you better. His clothes were growing hot and tight. He wanted nothing more than to join you in your nudity. His hands tugged on the t-shirt he wore. He could deny himself no longer, throwing his shirt to the floor. Sweat painted his golden chest. You stared at his torso. God, he was beautiful. A perfect man made in the image of the Gods.

"M-Me," he blurted while staring at your motions, "I-I want to- please... I want to feel pleasure too." As if you could not getting hotter, another wave of arousal washed over you. He looked so desperate begging in front of you. He was practically on his hands and knees for you. You looked down and saw his erection showing through the thin pants he was wearing. He returned to his previous position, his hands on either side of your body. Nearly pressed firmly against you he begged, "Will you pleasure me, Y/N?" No words could make it to your mouth. They were all stuck in your throat, your jaw hung agape. "Please?" his gravely tone asked.

You crashed your lips into his. A guttural moan left him. He tucked one of his arms under you pulling you flush against him. The room was filled with the sound of you both moaning. You ran your hand down his chest, meeting his throbbing member. He groaned and slumped into you. His eyes scrunched shut and he leaned his head back slightly. You began stroking him through his clothes. Resting his forehead against yours, his mouth hung open. He was breathing deeply, taking in as much air as he could. "Yes," he swallowed, "Yes- Oh Gods, yes. It feels so-so good," he mumbled with a moan.

"I can make you feel even better, Adam," you softly said to him. His eyes shot open. "It's better than this?" he smiled at you. You smiled back, "Only if you want." He nodded quickly. You pushed him into an upright position. You got off the bed into the floor on your knees. Tugging at his pants you told him, "Remove your pants." He fumbled with the waist line, fighting to get them off as quickly as he could. His cock sprung up. He was commando, which surprised you. You admired his hard cock. His hooded eyes stared down at you. His golden chest rose and fell with every deep breath he took. You placed your hands on each of his exposed thighs. A grin painted your face as you stared up at him.

You licked a stripe up the underside of his cock. His fingers gripped the blanket on your bed as he threw his head back. "OH GODS," he moaned deeply. Slowly, you began to put him in your mouth. He was already panting. You met the base of his cock, slowly rising up. Sucking him off with a pop once he left your mouth. You looked back up at him, his eyes were completely blown with lust. His golden locks were falling in his face, his body was covered in sweat. His hand met your hair, petting you softly. "More," he gritted through his teeth. You began to bob up and down on his member. Fingers tangled in your hair, his hips bucked into your mouth. You continued sucking him off, his salty precum taste filled your mouth. Moans and grunts continuously left his mouth.

His leg muscles began to flex and you knew he was close. He began bucking up into your mouth erratically, holding your head in place. He shot into your mouth. You continued to suck on him as he finished. His legs were shaking slightly. "Oh, Y/N," he moaned. You swallowed everything he gave you and rested back on your legs. He fell onto his back, breathing heavily. "That was amazing," he was drunk on post orgasm. You joined him on the bed, cuddling up next to his side.

It was like another wave washed over him. He wanted to hear your noises again. He wanted to make you feel as good as you had made him feel. His free hand searched for the vibrator you had absentmindedly thrown onto the bed. Once he felt it touch his fingers he turned the toy on.

"I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel," his gravelly voice spoke. Your face filled with heat once more. "Adam, you don't ha-" "I want to make you feel good," he was stern. He placed a firm kiss on your lips, urging you to go back to the position you had sat yourself in earlier. You made yourself back to where you were, spreading your legs for him. Adam sat in front of you, holding the vibrator in his hand. He admired you spread out before him. He gently pressed the vibrating toy against your clit, the same place he had seen you put it previously. His name was a moan on your lips as your head fell back on the pillow. The air left his throat when he heard you moan his name. It was heaven to his ears. He began making small circles with the toy on your sensitive nub. You moaned loudly, your hips bucking slightly. He was in love with the sight before him.

You could feel the knot in your stomach about to come undone. You knew you were close. "Put one of your fingers in," you pleaded with him. His eyebrows raised with a slight confusion but curiosity. He eased his middle finger into your opening. He gasped slightly at how warm and wet you were. "Pump it slowly," you moaned. He nodded and began. It felt wonderful. He was so good to have never done anything like this. He found a pace with his finger that was perfect for you. You could feel your orgasm about to wash over you. The knot in your stomach came undone and you moaned his name loudly. You threw your head back as your walls fluttered around his finger. He moaned slightly, trying to catch his breath. He was in awe of you. He wanted to do this with you forever.

He removed his finger slowly, admiring the way it glistened. He laid next to you. You snuggled up against him. You placed a small kiss on his cheek. He smiled, "That was something... I really enjoyed it." You smiled at him, "Me too, Adam." He rested his head on the pillow. "I have never felt so good," he mumbled. You nuzzled your face into him. "I want to feel you do that around me," he admitted. You blushed once more.

You thought about how you could not wait to show him actual sex...

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[redvelvetpanpan]

Imma just sit here waiting patiently (read: frothing at the mouth) for the Adam Warlock fics to come flooding in.

[shayjonahjameson]

A perfect man, has the perfect tongue.

warnings: not gender neutral, the reader is afab. overstimulation, dacryphylia, Adam's saliva and cum is glittery/sparkly, because he's perfect, literal filth with no plot. smut written by a virgin so it's not accurate. masturbation, sub Adam, fingering, face sitting, multiple reader orgasms, very bare minimum plot, established relationship. mentions of insecurity about weight, not too specific on looks otherwise though, not proofread.

you were on your back, your boyfriend between your thighs. his slender, golden fingers rested at your folds before he parted them. pleased to hear the wet gushing as he did so. his tongue flicked out and circled your clit. instantly making you shiver and squirm. "stay still, baby.." he mumbled. he teased it a couple times. just harmless little circles, leaving behind a beautiful sparkling circle. he pulled away from your pretty pussy. his fingers still kept you open, just he readjusted you so your legs hang over his broad shoulders. claimed he needed a better look.

in reality, he just wanted to show off a little. effortlessly he picked you up, with a surprised yelp from you before he dropped onto his back. your cunt hovering over his face. you were always insecure about hurting him, or accidentally crushing him, and once again, you voiced your concern. "Adam.. c'mon we talked about this. I don't want to hurt you."

ignoring the fact that he literally had you hovering over him because of how little weight meant to his strength. Adam looked up at you. "please..?" with his messy blonde hair strew wildly against your pillows and his lip in a pouty frown. you felt your knees getting weak. "please..?" he begged again. his voice was so quiet. and it almost sounded like he'd whimpered it.

"O-Okay.. but–" The moment you gave him the okay, he guided you down to his mouth. without a problem his tongue slipped between your folds and started teasing your slit. your breath hitched and you covered your mouth with both hands. you squirmed slightly when you felt his tongue flick against your clit, accidentally grinding against him, you looked up at the ceiling. too shy to see him underneath you. his lips wrapped around your clit and he harshly sucked on it, his tongue swirling around your sensitive bundle of nerves as he did so. you whined. already feeling your orgasm approach.

"Mmm.." you felt the vibrations of his hum against your clit and you shivered. your little whimpers of pleasure spurred him on. he sunk one of his fingers into your pussy, and your walls fluttered around him, the sensation cascaded all over you. and you came immediately after. your sticky juices coated his finger, but he didn't stop, instead, he added another. the markings on his skin felt cool against your walls, and you inevitably came again right in succession.

he chuckled, the warmth of his breathy laughter made you moan. you were so sensitive and he still didn't stop. he kept pumping his fingers into you, with a frenzied drive. a need to get you to cum again. "A-Adam I can't.."

he groaned in protest. not wanting to stop now. not when your cute little pussy was so attentive. he just couldn't. he needed to keep going. he pulled his mouth off your clit, and his fingers out of your cunt. then grabbed onto your thighs. he pressed the flat bed of his tongue against your slit, his perfect nose in line with your clit, if you moved just right, it brush it. that is if you were doing what he was preparing you for. "too sensitive, Adam.. I can't.." you whined.

"you can for me. right baby?" he begged. at this point he didn't hide his whimpers. his pathetic little pleas. "I need it. so badly. you won't hurt me, let me be perfect, just for you. can you give me one more? just for me?" you finally looked down at him and.. WAS HE CRYING? yes he was. his golden eyes welled up with tears. because you wouldn't let that beautiful, mischievous tongue of his overstim you. you couldn't deny it. it made you feel really nice.. that he was so desperate to please you he'd become a whiny little mess.

instead of whining and sobbing at you for more, he laid his tongue flat, right against your pussy. and held onto your thighs to hold you steady. you couldn't deny him. not now not fucking ever. so you slowly rocked your hips. and the moment you did, he got so hard for you. like borderline ripping the fabric of his outfit. his tongue brushed against your clit, as you rolled your hips against his mouth. his satisfied mewls of pleasure muffled by your cunt. he let one hand drift from your thigh to stroke his cock through his pants. his eyebrows furrowed. Trying not to cum just from the sheer intensity of it all.

his hand trailed up your thigh to your hip. urging you to go faster. your moans, his whimpers, the shuffling of his belt as he forced his pants open. his thick, golden cock sprung up and he struggled. glittery, golden pre dribbling down his swollen head. he curled his tongue so that the tip slivered inside of you. you tossed your head back in pleasure and he bucked against his own hand. you felt heat pooling in your lower abdomen. and you instinctively rolled your hips against him so desperately. your hands flew out to tangle in his hair and you eased yourself back and forth on his tongue. you could've unhinged his jaw, broken him, hurt him.. killed him even but he was immune he was fucking perfect and nothing you could do, would ever hurt him.

he lived to please you. and the lovesick look in his empty eyes. he needed you to cum all over his face. you felt every tastebud, rough and warm, sliding against your sensitive skin. your juices leaked over his cheeks, down his chin, and into his bare chest. endless amounts of translucent slick paired with his shimmering saliva, trailed down your inner thigh. you couldn't stop screaming. he couldn't stop whining, and crying, blubbering against your pussy about how good he wanted to be for you. and your eyes rolled back.

with a sharp cry you squirted. your eyes blurring. the moment he felt it hit his tongue he came so hard. thick ropes of shimmering golden cum trickled down his fingers, leaking onto his costume. you lifted your hips. and immediately, his fingers guided you back down. you glanced down at your boyfriend and noticed the familiar pout of his lip as he tugged you back down to his lips.

"please baby.. just one more." but something told you.. he was fucking lying.

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

💥Marvel Masterlist💥

Smut: 🔥🔥

Fluff: 🌸🌸

Heated Fluff: ⭐️⭐️

Friendly: 🌈🌈

Angst: 🌨️🌨️

💙 Collages

💚 Oneshot

💖 Preference/Headcanon 

💜 Quotes

💞 Drabble

Adam Warlock

- Virginity 💚🔥

- It’s Okay Not To Be Okay 💞🌨️🌸

Bucky

- Nightmare 💙🌸🌨️

- Hike 💙🌸

- Gags 💚🔥

- So Desperate 💚🔥

- Please Love Me 💚⭐️🌨️

- Crush 💞⭐️

- Don’t Drink 💚🌨️🌸

- Swing Dancing 💙🌸

- Betty Boop 💙⭐️

- Drunk Mistake 💚🌸⭐️

- Colour In 💙🌸

Charles Xavier

- Best Friend 💖🌈

Fandral

- Denial 💚🔥

- Two Fae in The Forest 💚🔥

Helmut Zemo

- Medical Play 💚🔥

- Pancakes Fix Everything 💚🌸🌨️

- Car Ride 💚🔥

- Undercover Hurt 💚🌨️

Logan

- Daddy 💚🔥

- Lyrics 💙🌸

Loki

- Hate 💚🔥

- Don’t Care About You 💚🔥

- So Desperate 💚🔥

- Use Your Words 💚🔥

- Mini Skirt 💙⭐️

- Trouble In The Garden 💚🔥🌸

- Two Fae in The Forest 💚🔥

- Is This A Date? 💚🌸

- Fairy 💙⭐️

- Colour In 💙🌸

Natasha

- Crush 💞⭐️

- Ballet 💙🌸

Pietro

- Praise 💚🔥

Sif

- Free Use 💚🔥

Steve Rogers

- Collar 💚🔥

- His Desires 💚🔥

- I Thought I Lost You 💚🌸

- Bombshell 💙🌸

Thor

- Sensory Deprivation 💚🔥

- Rock Concert 💙🌸

- Armour 💙⭐️

Venon/Eddie

- Monster 💚🔥

- Venom To The Rescue 💚🌸🌨️

Victor Creed

- Bondage 💚🔥

Multiple

- Meeting Your Partner 💖🌸

- Asking You Out 💖🌸

- Kink Alphabet 💖🔥

- Cosplayer 💖🌈

[angelofthenight]

Adam: I didn’t do it for them. I did it for you, (y/n). I’d kill for you.

Adam, slowly smiling: Please ask me to kill for you.

You, sweating: ...First of all, calm down-

[countlessimagines]

New Guy Around [ Adam Warlock x Reader ]

!!!!!! GOTG VOLUME 3 SPOILERS!!!!!

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Summary: While helping rebuild Nowhere, you get to know the man who tried to kill your friends.

A/N: I’ve loved Will Poulter since I was 13 so of course I would fall in love with Adam Warlock <3 also my apologies for this kind of being small, my future imagines of him will definitely be longer! Enjoy for now though loves!!

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It was a normal day for you when you began to talk to Adam; wake up to little raccoons climbing all over you, eating breakfast with Rocket and Groot, and helping Drax with the kids.

It usually consisted of Drax translating what they’re saying while you tried to get them settled into new homes with people willing to take them in.

And as usual, Adam would stroll around like a lost puppy trying to figure out what to do for the day. While he made himself useful by going person to person, today he looked more confused than ever.

You still weren’t on the best terms with him, despite the rest of the guardians giving him a second chance. It didn’t help that they told you what he was trying to do before they rescued him.

With a deep sigh, you let Drax deal with the children for the day and walked over to Adam.

“Do you need something to do?” You asked him and he seemed a bit startled that you were actually talking to him.

“Uh, yes?” Adam said and immediately began to follow behind you as you made your way to your small apartment. It had been destroyed pretty badly in the fight, and you could use all the help you could get into repairing it back to normal.

While your place was livable, it still needed something to make it more of a home.

You let Adam in and instructed him on fixing one of the walls with many holes in it. He got right to work and was pretty silent the whole time. Meanwhile, you straightened up your work desk littered with plants, pots, soil, and little figurines you built for the children.

“Can I ask you a question?” Adam said, taking you out from your little flow of organizing.

You hummed a yes and waited for whatever question he was going to say. You honestly weren’t in the mood for a conversation, though.

“For all those plants on your desk, you sure don’t decorate this place enough.”

You turned sharply to him, wondering why it was relevant to ask such a thing. “Maybe if the people you had been working for hadn’t ruined my place, I would be able to put things up by now. But no, I have to fix it first.”

“All I’m saying is a flower on your table would suffice.” Adam shrugged and began to work again.

You rolled your eyes and continued to replant some of the white flowers you knew Groot loved. “If you must know I gift these flowers to people I care about.”

Adam stood up from the ground and walked over to your desk. “Will I get one of them?” He was teasing you with a smile and a question you knew was a joke.

“Maybe one day if you don’t mess it up for yourself,” you said and glanced up at him. He was significantly taller than you, and it wasn’t until now that you noticed how close he was. “And maybe, just maybe if I forgive you for trying to kill my friends.”

Adam nodded and promptly began to work again. “I will win you over.”

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Then it became normal for Adam to arrive every morning at your door to help repair the rest of your apartment.

While he worked, you would either tend to your plants or build figurines for the children. It kept both of you busy and eventually a comfortable silence would fall between the two of you. Well, besides Rocket blasting music over the speakers.

Adam would often go to your desk, do a little nod of approval at what you were creating, then go back to working. You would tend to sneak looks at him, thinking he didn’t notice but he always did.

You hated to admit that you found the golden man attractive, and fought against the thoughts that plagued your mind about him. You didn’t want to get close to him… yet.

Adam was very helpful and extremely nice to you, and you could tell he was trying to make up for his past transgressions. You felt bad for being an ass to him, and one day you tried to make up for it. You made him a figurine of his pet that always seemed to find its way to him.

You had left it at his apartment one night and thought nothing of it, expecting nothing in return.

It was the weekend now, and Adam tended to only help on weekdays, so you didn’t expect to wake up to him at your door. He was holding something behind his back, but you didn’t ask any questions.

“Oh, um, good morning?” You said sleepily, still in pajamas.

“I wanted to stop by to say thank you for my gift.” Adam smiled and you noticed he had placed it in the pocket of his shirt.

“Of course, it was my way of saying thank you for all the help.” You did a small smile in return.

Adam shifted on his feet and pulled out a small daisy from behind his back. “I, uh, picked this for you. I know it’s not much but you always gift flowers to people so I thought you deserved one yourself.”

You grinned happily and accepted the flower with a thank you. The tiny flower meant the world to you and Adam seemed ecstatic to give it to you.

“That’s the first ever gift I’ve given someone.” Adam looked so innocent and sad when he said that, almost as if his history did haunt him.

“It’s lovely.” You gave him a hug which took him by surprise but he gladly wrapped his arms around you.

“I was wondering if you’d like to…” Adam’s words trailed off in confusion, not finding the word he needed.

“Go on a date?” You helped him out, knowing exactly what he meant.

“Yes, that,” he said with his dorky smile and awaited your answer.

“I would love that.” You smiled brightly at him, delighted that Adam ended up being a sweet person beneath all the gold.

[fannyspammy]

Butterflies

Adam Warlock x Reader

Summary: Adam has never felt the way he feels when he’s with you.

Warnings: none ! just a lotta fluff on fluff on fluff hehe hence the cheesy title. There aren’t really spoilers i think unless you count the location maybe? Idk it’s pretty general imo

A/N: watched gotg 3 twice over the weekend & im obsesseddd with this man lol. Might make this a series of firsts with Adam if yall would read it 👀 lmk if you’d like to be tagged in future chapters!

[not my gif]

He was built like a man — perfect in every way with his chiseled body & god-like strength — but he had the innocence of a child. And y/n loved that about him. He was the purest person she knew, embracing every new experience & every new discovery with such wonder. And she loved that she got to share so many firsts with him.

Y/n always smiled to herself when she remembered the first time he told her he had feelings for her. Or tried to, at least.

They were sitting in silence on a roof in Knowhere, people-watching. They’d come there every afternoon since meeting after the defeat of the High Evolutionary. Having lived in Knowhere with the Guardians before the attack (his attack, ironically), y/n knew all the spots for when you needed a moment alone, & when they’d met, she could tell he was someone who needed that space to just be.

So she introduced him to her spot, & they’d been coming ever since. But Nebula had needed their help with a few tasks that afternoon, so their daily retreat was pushed later into the evening. By this time, the community was out in the streets, dancing & playing & having fun. Music & laughter filled the air, & the faint scent of liquor presented itself as everyone began to drink the night away. It was getting late & y/n was getting tired, so she scooted closed & rested her head on his shoulder.

Y/n felt him tense at the initial contact, before quickly relaxing and melting into it, laying his head on hers. After a couple minutes he spoke.

“Y/n, I… feel something.. when I’m with you.”

She looked up at him without moving from her position, raising an eyebrow in confusion. “Hm?”

“Something.. warm. Tingly? I-I don’t really- how do I- it’s hard to explain…”

Y/n giggled at his flustered attempt to explain himself.

Adam sighed & tried again. “I.. care about you. A lot. But it’s different from the way I cared about my mother. Or Blurp. Like, I want to be with Blurp all the time & hug him & cuddle him, and I want to do the same with you, but in a different way. But I can’t explainhowit’sdifferentitjustknowthatits-”

“Adam!” y/n said with a laugh, stopping his rambling. She lifted her head from its resting place to look at him, amused. “Slow down!”

“See! When you smile at me like that I feel it!”

Y/n bit her lip to restrain the smile spreading across her face, her brows furrowed in thought.

“Can I try something?” She asked. Adam nodded.

“Do you feel it when I do this?” Y/n gently brushed a lock of hair away from his face. He nodded again, slower.

“What about.. this?” Y/n brought her hand down to his shoulder & dragged it down slowly to rest on his chest. She felt his heartbeat quicken.

“I feel it more now.”

Using her other hand, she grabbed his arm to raise it between them, and then placed her hand on his, gently interlacing their fingers. “This?”

His heartbeat quickened again and he nodded. A curious smile spread over his lips.

“I feel it right in my stomach.. almost like it’s.. like it’s fluttering. Like-”

“Butterflies.” Y/n said, finishing his sentence.

Adam nodded again, excitedly, like she’d just solved a puzzle he’d been stuck on for days. “Like butterflies!”

Y/n leaned in closer, resting their intertwined hands in his lap. “Adam, you like me,” she said with a teasing smile on her lips.

“Well yeah, you know I like you. I like most people. Except the ones I need to fight, which used to be you & our friends but now I like you guys.”

She chuckled and pressed her head against the nook of his neck, back resting on his chest, pulling his arm around her, fingers still locked together.

“No, Adam. I mean you like like me. Like, romantically.” She tapped his torso with her free hand. “That’s why you feel all warm and gooey inside when you’re with me, or when I touch you. You having feelings for me. Romantic feelings.”

“Romantic…,” he whispered to himself, then paused shortly. “Do you like me too? In the romantic way?”

Y/n felt his chest tense as his breathing hitched, anticipating her answer. He may not understand his feelings yet, but he knew he wanted her to feel the same way. She squeezed his hand softly in reassurance.

“Mhmm. I like you a lot.”

He eased beneath her & then was quiet for a moment, as if deep in thought, processing the new feeling he had just discovered.

Then he held her tighter, and she felt him smile as she melted into his embrace.

“I like liking you. It feels nice.”

[onomatopoetic101999]

Strangers Like Me

Adam Warlock x reader

WC: 3,225

Warnings: lotttssss of kissing. Tons.

Inspired by "Strangers Like Me" by Phil Collins

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Adam Warlock loved to learn.

 It was something he counted as a great blessing, finding out so many things he would never have known if he had stayed with the Sovereign. He had felt, even when only a few days old, that there was something better out there, and the Guardians had helped him find it. In the six months since his premature birth, Adam had learned so much, both about himself and the galaxies he now called home. 

He found out a new dislike or preference he had everyday, but one thing that he had learned early on was that he liked having you around. You were incredibly kind. You went out of your way to ensure he understood what happened around him, you never answered his questions with anything other than patience, and more than once you had fiercely defended him against those who attempted to take advantage of his ignorance. 

The things he experienced were just… better when you were the one helping him with them. Every time he learned something new, his first thought would be what your opinion on it was. He wanted you to show him everything you knew, wanted to do everything you did and learn why you did it. He rejoiced in every chance he got to find out something new about you and felt a need to always be somewhere in your vicinity.

You had stood out to him from the first moment he saw you. You had felt different than every other friend he had made so far, and he hadn't met anyone like you since. You had this serenity about you that drew him in, and your effortless beauty reminded him of the stars. He had quickly decided after meeting you that your name, while pretty, didn't encompass how amazing you were. 

He had called you "Starlight" once in passing, and had stuck with it ever since.

This desire, this longing, was so new to him. He didn't understand; why did he have this need to be around you constantly? You made him feel things he had never felt before. His need to be close to you reached new heights every day, and the day the Guardians visited Terra for the first time was no different.

 While it was nice to see Peter Quill again, learning about where you came from was the only thing Adam could focus on. To see what you first called home was magnificent. Adam wanted to know anything and everything you were willing to tell him about where you grew up, and as you gave him a tour of your childhood home, he was struck by two things. 

The first was how beautiful everything on Terra seemed to be. It only made sense, he supposed, that someone as beautiful as you would come from somewhere as beautiful as this. The second, and slightly more puzzling thing was how at home he felt, despite being on a planet he had never visited before. This he solved by simply remembering who he was with. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling he would feel at home anywhere as long as you were there.

After you showed him everything you could think of, Adam decided it was his turn to show you his "world" - what he considered his first home.

It wasn't hard to convince you to allow him to take you somewhere you had never been, and Adam's heart swelled at your trust in him. When you had fully prepared yourself to go somewhere without oxygen, you turned to look at him expectantly. He had originally planned to drive one of their smaller ships to where he wanted to take you, but that urge to be close to you rose up again. 

He scooped you up into his arms instead, and shot up towards the atmosphere, holding you close with one arm under your legs and the other around your back. At first he was worried you would be mad at him, but you responded exactly the way he wanted you to: by wrapping your arms tightly around his neck and hiding your face against his shoulder.

Adam hadn't even known it was possible for him to shiver, but when he felt your body shake against his as you let out a surprised and exhilarated laugh, he relished in the tremors it causes.

He didn't know what you were expecting as he flew you both towards the first place he had felt peace. It wasn't Sovereign, but he had a feeling that wouldn't surprise you. He waited with baited breath to see your reaction after whispering to you that you had reached your destination.

If you were surprised, you didn't show it. All Adam saw as he watched you take in the mesmerizing stars, planets, and moons he had brought you to see was pure, unadulterated awe. It seemed as if it was all you could do just to whisper, "it's beautiful." Adam murmured his agreement, though his eyes never once left your face.

He wondered if you felt the things he was feeling, what he always felt when he was around you. He wasn't sure how to ask; he didn't even know if he should. For a reason he couldn't explain, the thought of confessing his feelings to you made him nervous.

Still, being honest with you had never hurt him before. He had to at least try. When he landed back onto Knowhere soil, he turned to you, having built his courage on the journey back. 

While he had sucked in a breath to start, to attempt to find some way to express himself to you, the air left his lungs the second you turned to look at him. He had chosen to carry you before because it brought you closer to him, but the sheer lack of distance between your faces hadn't hit him until your still awe-filled eyes had come to rest on his golden ones.

 Suddenly, talking was a complete impossibility. Adam was positive you had never looked so radiant, hair tousled from your recently removed helmet and breathing still heavy from the adrenaline of flight. Adam was also positive that if he opened his mouth to speak, something horribly embarrassing would come out.

Luckily, knowingly or not, you saved him from the mortification of speech. You leaned forward to rest your forehead against his, and when Adam noticed the small smirk your mouth made when he gasped at the contact, he found himself unable to look away. 

As quickly as you had stolen his ability to breathe, the sight of your lips completely consumed Adam's thoughts. He tilted his head ever so slightly, and when you leaned back to look up at him, he started to lean forward. He couldn't explain why, but as his gaze roamed your face, briefly meeting your eyes before returning to your mouth, all he could suddenly think about was wanting to…. Wanting to….

You caught on immediately, and raised a gentle hand to rest against his lips, stopping him. At his frustrated huff and furrowed eyebrows, your enticing mouth lifted again at the corners as you ducked down to meet his eyes.

"Adam, are you sure? Do you even know what you're trying to-"

"Starlight, please," his words are muffled against your fingertips, and he watched as the feel of his mouth moving against them visibly flustered you. "I can't explain why but I want… I need to know." He didn't know how to articulate what exactly he needed, but he didn't have to.

When you hesitantly lowered your hand and nodded, Adam wasted no more time, surging forward to press his lips against yours. It was a clumsy kiss at first, but as you slid your hands into his hair to guide him, a single thought, word, feeling seeped deep into his bones. Right. This felt right. More right than anything he had felt in his life.

The longing he had experienced since he met you seemed to finally release him with a sigh of relief, giving way to complete contentment. He smiled against your lips and pulled you closer, delighted by the gasp you gave him in response.

He didn't know how long you let him hold you, pressing kiss after kiss against your lips, trying to figure out exactly what he had to do to hear that little gasp again. It didn't matter. It hadn't been long enough to satisfy him. 

He had wanted to pout when you finally pulled away, but the sight of your dazed eyes and parted, panting lips made up for the loss of what had immediately become the best thing he had ever experienced in his life. He mirrored your earlier action, resting his head against yours and closing his eyes.

"Thank you," his breaths were coming out in short puffs, but he found he didn't mind being out of breath if it was because of this. Because of you. He felt your forehead move against his as you shook your head, letting out a breathless chuckle in response to his gratitude.

"You are… unfairly good at that. You've never done that before?"

Adam shook his head no and smiled cheekily at how airy your voice was.

"Does that mean you'll let me do it some more?" He beamed when you nodded again and pulled you in for more kisses just as fast as the first time. 

When you broke away for a second time, Adam decided he still needed more, wondering what other sounds you would give him if he kept going. He tilted his head to kiss down your jaw and along your throat, and he rejoiced when he was rewarded with more gasps and sighs. You tugged involuntarily at his golden hair when he mouthed at one of your collar bones, and he hummed against your skin in response.

He had memorized the way to his apartment in Knowhere long ago and thanked his previous self for bringing you back so close to it. He carried you through his front door, shutting it behind him with a light kick before settling on his couch. When he realized he couldn't kiss everywhere he wanted to, he decided you needed to be closer and, lifting you up easily, shifted you to straddle his thighs. 

Your breathing had been getting steadily shallower, and at the feeling of his hands grasping at your hips to pull you closer, you couldn't handle any more. You grabbed his face with both hands and pulled him up to look at you, fighting hard to catch your breath. 

"You can't…. You gotta give a girl a break sometimes. I'm gonna pass out at the rate you're going." Adam just shook his head and leaned in again, unable to resist pressing another kiss to your lips before speaking. His hands slid up from their place on your hips to wrap around to the small of your back as he muttered an apology against your mouth.

"I'm sorry, Starlight, I can't help it," he nudged your chin up with his nose so he could kiss along the soft skin underneath your jaw. "Why haven't we done this before? Why aren't people kissing all the time?"

You breathed out a quiet laugh before explaining.

"Well, it's kind of intimate, you know?" You paused to gasp as he ran his nose down your pulse to mouth at the place where your neck met your shoulder. He smiled when you shivered in response to his encouraging hum to continue.

"It's usually only for between folks with romantic feelings or-" 

Adam stopped abruptly to raise his head and look at you, and he could tell it was taking a lot of your effort to not pull him back to you. If he hadn't been so curious, he would have been left dumbstruck again by your swollen lips and lidded, kiss drunk eyes, but he pressed forward, too interested in the words you had used. 

"'romantic'... I don't recognize that word…"

You shook your head to get out of your daze, trying to get your brain to function enough to explain the concept to Adam.

He didn't know why, but he felt strangely proud that he was the one that had so thoroughly distracted you. Your beautiful mind was muddled because of him. His kisses on your neck as you sat on his lap and his hands touched you- what was happening to him?

He ignored his increasingly possessive thoughts, trying to pay attention as you attempted to find the right words to use.

"It means you want to spend all your time with someone, I guess, but more than just in the way a friend would. You think about them all the time, you find them nice to look at, you want to protect them from things," you paused to check with him, "is this making sense?" 

Adam was nodding before you had finished the question. That was the feeling that had been plaguing him! He tilted his head to the side and watched you for a moment. He knew you were probably expecting more kisses, and while he already felt as iff he was going through withdrawal, he had a question he needed answering first. 

"How do you tell someone about those feelings?" At that you shrugged, fighting to keep your focus while Adam gently ran his hands up and down your back. 

"It depends. If the feelings are small then you should say something like,'I like you'," Adam immediately knew that didn't fit, "if it's all encompassing and groundbreaking, then you would say, 'I love you.'" Ah. That sounded right.

Adam mulled over his next move as he leaned in to plant light kisses on your cheeks and nose in thanks. His heart swelled at your giggle, and he made a decision. Love. Yes.

He leaned back again and did exactly as instructed.

"I love you."

His confession causes you to blink before giving him a sad smile, one Adam immediately wants to replace with something real. 

"No, Adam, just because you like kissing me doesn't mean you-"

"I love you!" He interrupted you to say it again, this time more insistent. At your unconvinced face, his continues, listing every way his feelings for you fit your criteria.

"I have felt a… a pull towards you since I first saw you, and it gets stronger every day," you opened your mouth to argue, but Adam wouldn't have it.

"I want to be close to you all of the time, I can never stop thinking about you, you're the most beautiful thing I have ever had the gift of looking at and I would rather die than see you hurt," he cupped your face in his hands and met your eyes steadily. His tone made no room for argument.

"I love you."

"Adam…" While you still looked skeptical, he could tell his words getting through to you. He tried to go for another tactic. 

"Do you know why I didn't fly us to Sovereign when I told you I was going to show you my world?" When you shake your head no, he continues, "it's because being in space, surrounded by the beauty and tranquility, was the only place I felt at home… until I met you. Now, when I think of home," his golden eyes glow with admiration, begging you to believe what he's telling you, "when I think of home, Starlight, all I see is you. I love you." 

He could tell you were almost convinced, and you tilted your head to the side, eyes roaming his face. Adam figured you were probably trying to gauge if he fully understood the gravity of what he was confessing; you were always careful to only let him commit to something important if he was able to articulate its significance.

His little Starlight wouldn't let him rush into something he didn't understand. The last thing you wanted was to take advantage of him. He loved that about you. He watched you watch him for a while, trying to figure out what to do to prove his understanding, more than willing to indulge your protectiveness.

When he finally landed on a solution, he stood quickly with you still in his arms. Now that he had gotten a taste of you this close to him, he didn't know if he'd ever let you walk again. 

Your surprised squeak was adorable, but it was the heady feeling of your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands gripping your thighs that he made a mental note to revisit later. What kind of sounds would you make if he pressed you up again his door? What about the wall...?

Adam shook his head to refocus himself. You would let him do all of that, he was sure of it, if he was only able to convince you that he loved you.

He walked with purpose through his apartment, past his small kitchen, straight into his bedroom. When he sat on the edge of the bed, he made sure you were comfortably seated on him before reaching past you to grab something he had been keeping on his bedside table for months.

He handed it over to you and watched you as you analyzed it, turning it around in your hands. It was a picture frame, and in it was a photo of you, smiling at whoever was behind the camera. You looked as if you were mid laugh, and the kaleidoscope of stars behind you gave you an almost ethereal glow.

Adam tapped a single golden finger against the frame, keeping his eyes on your face. "I have been keeping this by my bed ever since Drax told us about Ovette," you eyes snapped up to his at that, and he continued, "he had said he wished he had kept some kind of photo of her so he could see her face before he fell asleep and after he woke up. He said he wished he had looked at her, really looked at her, for longer, so that her face wouldn't be forgotten as easily." 

He took the photo back gently and returned it to its rightful place on his nightstand before he turned to look back at you.

"When he was talking about how much he missed her, all I could think about was how devastated I would be if I never saw you again. If I forgot what you looked like. I didn't know what to call it, but even back then, I knew if there was someone who I would spend the rest of my life with, it was you." 

Adam reached out and grabbed your hands, placing a kiss against each palm before resting with them in your lap. At first he was alarmed when he saw tears in your eyes, but then he noticed you were smiling, and continued, feeling his own eyes starting to well up too.

"I didn't say it just because I like kissing you, although I can already tell I could do that forever and love every second," you laughed and a tear escaped. Adam brushed it away with a brush of his thumb. "I'm saying it because from the moment I met you, I have longed to know you, where you came from, everything I could, just so I could talk to you better.

I'm saying it because you have become the one place I feel I truly belong." He ran his hands up your arms and shoulders to sink into your hair, bringing you close enough to nuzzle his nose against yours.

"I'm saying it because I have felt it, for months, and now I finally, finally have the words I need to express it. Starlight, with my entire body and soul, I. Love. You."

Adam loved to learn, and today he learned that his favorite sound in the whole universe was hearing his darling Starlight say, "I love you too."