#Mark Sloan Drabble

[tearvls]

Bratty power bottom! Rex and GN reader smut drabble

Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who makes it his personal mission to piss you off all day long—just for fun. Whether it's the smallest teases or full-on flirting with the nearest hot guy or girl, Rex makes sure you're watching every second of it. He’ll lean in too close, laugh too hard, let his hands linger just long enough to get your blood boiling. And when your jaw clenches or your eyes darken? That’s his favorite part. He lives for it.

Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who will yank you away from whatever you’re doing, claiming it’s an emergency—only to shove you into the nearest empty room, lock the door, and drop to his knees like he’s starving. He’ll pull your pants down like it’s a race against time, stroke you just right, just fast enough to get you twitching at the edge… then stop. With a mischievous little laugh, he’ll lean up and whisper, “Sorry, babe,” like he didn’t just commit a crime. And before you can catch him, he’s gone—bolting out the door, giggling like a damn schoolgirl, leaving you hanging and pissed as hell.

Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who gets exactly what he wanted when you finally snap. He’s biting into the pillow, muffling his own moans as you pound into him like it’s a punishment. And maybe it is. He gasps and begs for you to slow down, says he’s sorry, swears he’ll never tease you again—but you’ve heard that line before. He’s said it the first time. And the second. And the third. But the moment he can walk straight again, he’s right back to pushing every one of your buttons with that cocky little grin.

Bratty Power Bottom Rex! Who always seems to have one last round in him. You’ll collapse beside him after wrecking him good, thinking he’s finally done… until he pounces. Like a damn tiger. You never figured out how the hell he has the stamina to keep going, but somehow he does (three rounds is his limit, you’ve tested it). He’ll straddle you, dragging his fingers across every inch of your skin—everywhere except where you want him. He’ll twist your nipples just to watch you twitch before he starts grinding down, fucking himself on your cock—or strap on—while begging for you to touch his aching, untouched dick. Whining, panting, still so greedy for your attention.

[eyepatch69]

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[anewkindofme]

For the hurt/comfort prompts can I get #21 for Mark/Addison and Jackson please? 🥰🥰

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21. “How much sleep did you get last night?”

“I just got home,” Jackson whines as Mark puts a hand on each shoulder and guides him down the hall. “It’s only…” He glances at his watch and manages to barely stifle a yawn. “9:00. I don’t need a nap.”

“Oh yeah? How much sleep did you get last night?”

“I was in surgery for 8 hours. Not exactly time to sleep.”

“Then that’s all the more reason you need a nap.”

Jackson whines as he’s lead into his parents’ bedroom. Addison is still sat up in bed, typing on her laptop. She stops as soon as she sees them and pushes her computer to the side, holding her arms open. Jackson looks at her for all of 10 seconds. He debates whining further or potentially trying to make a run for it.

But another yawn crashes through his mouth and he collapses on the bed beside her. She wraps her arms around him and kisses the top of his head.

“Good morning to you too, Bug,” she whispers.

“Tell Dad I don’t need to sleep,” he mumbles.

Addison chuckles. “That I can’t do. But what I can is let you take a nice long nap.”

“If I sleep too long…”

“I won’t let you sleep past 2:00,” she promises. “And Daddy will make you something really good for lunch.”

Jackson sighs, burying his head into her chest. She caresses the back of his neck. The motion combined with the fresh laundry detergent coming off her hoodie is enough to lull him into a much needed sleep.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Sorry but i need Rex or Mark or both to bully the m! Reader into overstimulation. Maybe just a handjob or blowjob idk i don't care i just need them smug and the reader whimpering please please please

Mark Grayson x Rex Sloan x Male reader 

Drabble 

Couldnt find a gif of mark and rex together, so just have this instead.

I started rubbing my hands together like an evil fly when I saw this. Reader is kinda based on spiderman, cuz I like his suit. 

sorry if this is kinda poo, im still exhausted and stressed but i wanted to write.

Invincibles grip was ironclad where his arms were wound around you, your arms stuck to your sides as Rex-splode stood in front of you, your thighs spread over his hips when as they jolted and twitched. You really should start calling them by their real names, even if they had only just told you. 

You were no big hero like them, you cared for your neighborhood and the little guy, kept your head down and helped where it was needed. The only major thing you did, was confront the boss of the GDA and call him out for all the messed up stuff he did in the name of the “greater good”. 

It had apparently been enough to catch the attention of the two much more widely known heroes. At least enough for them to search you out. You had always heard that Invincible was a nice guy, a little awkward, but good in most regards. He didn't feel so nice as he cooed in your ear, so easily holding you in place even when you yourself could lift tons. 

Rex was no better, a cocky almost mean grin on his face as his gloved hand slicked up and down your hard aching dick. His tone was almost mocking as he cooed about your size, how you were bigger than he expected from someone so lithe. 

They weren't all cruel and mean though, Mark would kiss at your neck and chin, even as it was still covered by your mask and suit, and Rex would at times give you such thick praise that your toes ached from how hard they curled inside your boots. 

A shriek ripped its way out of your throat when Rex started rubbing the flat of his palm against your tip in tight circles, the explosive hero poking his tongue out between his teeth in concentration. 

“Woah, careful, I think he's gonna lose it if you do that” Mark hummed against the side of your head, his lips near your ear. It clearly wasn't meant for you, but it still made a warbled moan leave your throat. 

“Think he already has, just look at how much he's leaking” Rex snickered, fingers pinching your tip, all mean and tight, and enough to make your hips fuck upwards hard enough to make his grip dislodge for a moment. 

“It's kinda cute” Mark stated, easily switching his hold so only one powerful arm was wrapped around your middle, the other gripping your hips to keep you still. “Well yeah, it's like a fountain down here” Rex replied, grabbing you with both hands to start working his hands in quick cruel jerks. 

“Come on spidey, show me your webs” Rex almost cackled, as if that statement was the funniest thing he could come up with. Normally you would have told him that you didn't actually make your own webs, but his cruel tight grip and invincibles immovable arms left you feeling like mush and unable to think. 

Your legs jolted and kicked out into the air like you had been electrocuted, a trembling needy sob tumbling out through your mask, your entire body tensing as you felt your balls draw up tight before unloading. 

“Therrreee we go, come on, give it here, we want it” Rex purred, his grip just as tight and cruel as before as his movements slowed down to a milking motion instead, the two heroes entranced as they watched you spill all over the stretchy tight fabric of your suit and torso. 

Your noises became higher pitched and almost pained as Rex kept moving his hands, the overstimulation burning and making your ears ring, but Mark easily kept you still, his lips pressing feather light kisses against your neck and shoulders as they bullied you, no, tortured you. 

“Bet you got more in there, don't you Spidey. Wanna show us? Hm?” Mark said against your neck, his teeth sinking into the fabric of your suit, ripping it just enough for him to press his tongue against your pulse. 

You had a feeling that this wasnt gonna be over anytime soon, and that Mark and Rex were gonna keep going until you were milked dry, you passed out, or you actually told them to stop, neither of which you felt was gonna be anytime soon. 

[oladyofhurtandochre]

Secrets all ‘round (part two)

Pairing: Mark Sloan x reader

Warnings: pregnancy trope, secret dating? kind of angst and kind of fluff

Note: I know this is kinda short but I'll most likely keep revisiting this and adding little shorts to this series. Posting won't be regular cause I cannot deal with that pressure, but I hope you follow if you like because more drabbles will come! Also, I might write more Cregan things and other characters in the future as well. Enjoy <3

You’re asleep the moment the car starts. Your soft snores bring a smile to Mark's face as he navigates the Seattle streets. He takes a breath. The city is awash with lights and cars under the night sky. The car windows fog up in the cold. He knows there's something going on with you, but he doesn't know how to ask you about it.

The hospital is a mess; Izzie has cancer, whatever is happening between Big Grey and the Chief, and something to do with Yang. But you. You just give them all a shoulder to cry on, with your soft smile and listening eyes. Not a single person in Seattle Grace has a bad word for you, and Mark absolutely understands. He'd grown up knowing Derek's mother, who was also a giver. A lover. A listener. You had grown up with Ellis Grey for a mother (albeit an adopted one) and ended up being a lover. Why the senior Dr Grey adopted you was a mystery to all but you and Meredith.

"'re we here?" Your words are slurred with sleep.

"Yep." Mark gets out of the car and goes to your own door. He opens it and gives you a hand as you get out, wary of your earlier 'food poisoning' episode. You lean on him as you walk into the building and to the lift. It's quiet, comfortable.

In his apartment, you change wearily into a pair of your pants you found in his drawers and a hoodie. Mark's bed is warm, familiar. The stress of the day and the weight of all your secrets comes crashing to the front of your mind. Unconsciously, your hand drifts to your stomach.

I have to tell him. You know you will. But telling Mark about the baby means telling Meredith and Derek and the rest of the bloody hospital that you're dating McSteamy. Derek would have a stroke, and Meredith... You shake your head. Everyone has enough going on without this as well. You'll tell Mark when you're ready.

"You feeling better, sweetheart?" He's standing in the doorway, a towel sitting low on his hips. This is what got me pregnant. This right here. Lord have mercy.

"I'm fine, Mark. It wasn't that bad. I was talking to Derek about the wedding and I just..." You trail off. Mark smiles before walking to the cupboard to put some boxers on.

"Don't worry, I threw up on him once after I kissed a girl for the first time." You gasp.

"Really? Mcsteamy? You did not!" He climbs into the bed, kisses you and switches off the lamp.

"I really did, but no one would believe you if you told him." Cheeky.

[malereadermaniac]

૮ • ﻌ - ა Actors/Characters x Male Reader Masterlist

Key: ❤️-Smut 🖤-Angst 🩷-Fluff

Categorised by: actor (can be about the real actor or a role they've played)

Kit Connor

🩷 Giddy - Kit Connor comes home tired from work and you two cuddle to sleep

🩷 Jealousy looks good on you - Kit Connor is the jealous type

🩷 First Move - Kit Connor makes the first move on you during a movie

🩷❤️So Highschool - Highschool sweetheart Kit Connor as your boyfriend!

Jacob Elordi

🖤❤️ Toxic - Nate Jacobs is a closeted cunt

🖤🩷❤️Jealous and Possessive - A guy flirts with you and Nate Jacobs wants to show you that you're his + cute bonus

Robert Pattinson

❤️ Hogwartz' Heart-throb - Your first time with your boyfriend Cedric Diggory

Eric Dane (Mark Sloan)

🩷 Experiment - Mark Sloan's old Med School 'friend' joins Seattle Grace

Mitchell Hope (Ben Florian)

🩷 Too Trusting - Ben Florian is too trusting when it comes to Mother Gothel's son

Devon Bostick (Rodrick Heffley)

❤️Exploring - Imagine messing about with Rodrick and exploring your sexualities (Drabble/Imagine)

🩷❤️Boyfriend Experience - Long-form headcannons of dating Rodrick! From the start of it, to the smut of it!

Tom Holland

❤️Gym - imagine getting freaky when working out with Holland!Peter Parker

[theoppositequeens]

FOURTH WING MASTERLIST

GENERAL

i'm no longer somebody's son - Liam's POV of the Calldyr Executions and the aftermath. Rated M.

maybe redemption has stories to tell - Violet has an offer Sloane can’t refuse as they stand over Liam’s grave. Rated T.

look around, look inside - Exploring the thoughts of Bodhi around asexuality. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated T.

wherever you stray, i'll follow - Bodhi would follow Xaden even as he strays down a dark path. Drabble. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated T.

just wait and see - Everyone compares Bodhi to Xaden. But Xaden compares himself to Bodhi. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated T.

nobody comes to save you now - Bodhi, Imogen and Eya get cornered, their first year in Basgiath. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated T.

does it feel alright to now know me? - Bodhi reflecting on his relationship with his cousin over three years at Basgiath. Drabble for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated T.

it's so quiet in the world tonight - Bodhi holds Xaden and Violet's firstborn. Soft, protective Bodhi for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated G.

that's when I could finally breathe - Bodhi suffers during his years in fostering, but tries his best to keep it from Xaden. Inevitably, his cousin finds out. Rape/Non-con. Rated E.

water is sweet but blood is thicker-series:

if the sky comes falling down for you - Bodhi saves Violet when she gets attacked. Rated T.

there's nothing in this world (i wouldn't do) - Xaden and Bodhi talk about the attack on Violet as well as older trauma and comfort each other. Rated M.

VIOLET/XADEN

natten blir till dag - In which Violet wakes up from a nightmare while Xaden is on the frontlines, Bodhi comforts her and Xaden comes home to find the two people he loves most supporting each other. A birthday fic for Caelge. Rated T.

water is sweet but blood is thicker-series

do you still believe in love? (i wonder) - In the wake of an already emotional day, Violet and Xaden both open up about their feelings regarding the attack on Violet. Rated M.

LIAM/XADEN

endlessly-universe:

the heart i know i'm breakin' is my own - Two years before Liam and Violet cross the parapet, Xaden and Liam say goodbye to each other and their relationship. Rated M.

to leave the warmest bed i've ever known - Xaden and Liam in the few stolen days they get after Xaden finishes his first year at Basgiath. Rated E.

the only soul who can see which smiles i'm fakin' - Xaden deals with Cat in Cordyn, then takes a detour to Tirvainne to see Liam. Rated M.

no, i could never give you peace - Liam and Xaden are starting to face some uncomfortable truths. Rated E.

there's nothing left to defend - During the spring of 633 AU, Xaden and Liam fall apart. Rated M.

VIOLIADEN (Violet/Liam/Xaden)

you were dancing on your own - Violet is out  for a reckless night of fun. Liam and Xaden pick her up on the dance floor. Chapters 4 / 5. Rated E.

endlessly-universe:

endlessly - In which Liam and Violet cross the parapet and are placed in Xaden's wing for very different reasons. Slowly, the three of them tangle together in a balancing act of trust, secrets and love. Chapters 3 / ? Rated E.

can we always be this close - Violet is on her period, and Xaden and Liam are in the mood for something slow and intense. She doesn't mind watching. Rated E.

i already know what you wanna do - Violet is having… a day. Xaden and Liam are all too happy to play along. Smut. Rated E.

push the limit (are you with it?) - After a mission that almost went horribly wrong, Xaden and Liam have their own unique ways of making sure Violet isn’t tearing herself apart with guilt. Just leaves the question who enjoys it the most… Rated E.

etch your name into me (because i want to know it) - Written for Xaden's birthday: in which Violet and Liam give Xaden all the love he deserves, and Xaden contemplates the fact that his skin is marked with scars for both of them. Rated E.

oh, do you know what you got into? - It's a slow morning in Riorson House. Violet, Liam and Xaden take full advantage of the time. Smut. Rated E.

so hot, out the box - Liam is on duty, but Xaden has ample time to play with Violet. And there’s plans in the making that she’s not aware of… Or, the one tagged for six different “Inappropriate Use of xxxx Signet (Empyrean)”. With a side of soft Liam/Violet smut the morning after. Chapters 2 / 2. Rated E.

take the pain, take the pleasure - Xaden isn't home, and it's up to Liam to punish Violet when she needs it. Smut. Rated E.

i’m the master of both - Or, Xaden and Liam have fun taking control of Violet on a day when she feels out of control. Smut. Rated E.

RIORRAN (Bodhi/Xaden)

i think i am finally clean - Bodhi suffers during his years in fostering, but tries his best to keep it from Xaden. Inevitably, his cousin finds out. The Riorran version. Rape/non-con. Cousincest. Rated E.

the world may disapprove, but my world is only you-series:

two reflections into one - Smut with feelings around the prompt: mirror. Cousincest. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated E.

we'll defy the rules until we die - D/s smut, established relationship, around the prompt: signet countering. Cousincest. Written for Bodhi Week 2025. Rated E.

SLAIN (Sloane/Dain)

stay your pretty eyes on course - An a/b/o universe Basgiath, omega!Sloane and alpha!Dain. Chapters 7 / 14. Rated E.

the Chronicles of Sloane the brat Mairi and Dain fucking Aetos-series:

Yes, Daddy - A little crack ficlet, pre-relationship, where Sloane calls Dain "Daddy" in public. Rated T.

Hide-and-seek with Dain fucking Aetos - Sloane leads Dain on a wild goose chase around Basgiath to avoid signet training. And gets caught. Rated T.

the Daddy Dom Dain TED talk-series:

while i taste your fingertips - Also known as "Welcome to the Daddy Dom Dain TED talk". Smut. Rated E.

i've been thinking 'bout your skin - A TED talk on how to make Sloane Mairi go feral, and then put her back in her place. Smut. Rated E.

anything you want i’ll give it up - Sloane teases Dain in public and gets… punished? Smut. Rated E.

CAIN (Cam | Aaric/Dain)

life may spin us in its dance-universe:

there is no longer you and me - Cam and Dain say goodbye before Dain starts at Basgiath War College. Rated M.

SLAM (Sloane/Aaric | Cam)

life may spin us in its dance-universe:

spin me and I’ll respond to your movement - Sloane and Aaric hook up for the first time pre-Threshing in IF. Rated E.

SLAINIC (Sloane/Aaric | Cam/Dain)

life may spin us in its dance-universe:

so much behind (how much ahead?) - Sloane and Dain, in an established relationship, realize they're both still hung up on Aaric. And do something about it. Rated E.

you say there’s forever in us - Picks up from where the previous fic left off. Slainic getting together, smut. Rated E.

BRENNAOLIN (Brennan/Naolin)

my words will be your light (to carry you to me) - Brennan and Naolin reunite for Midwinter while Brennan is still in the Quadrant and Naolin has graduated. Fluff and smut? For Brennaolin Week 2025, Day 5: Reunion. Rated M.

[girlkisser13]

mark sloan masterlist

* indicates smut

headcanons

being married to mark sloan would include

nsfw headcanons *

mark sloan x general surgeon fem!reader

imagines

lover

drabbles

[luvztodd]

.・。.・゜✭・MASTERLIST・✫・゜・。.

SYMBOL GUIDE

❥ - suggestive and or making out , no smut

❀ - fluff, sweetness and or kissing

✮ - angst

JASON TODD

DRINKING UP YOUR WORDS PT. 1 ✮

desc. a grieving jason todd reminisces on his long gone childhood friend

I'M NOT GOING AWAY PT. 2 ✮

desc. jason can’t stop hallucinating his childhood friend

SOME UNSPOKEN THING ❀

desc. jason todd can’t keep denying the feelings he has for darkseid’s daughter

REALITY SHOW DRABBLE

ME AND MY ASSASSIN (REQ) ❥ ✮

desc. jason feels like someone’s watching him and he finds out it’s his favorite assassin

RICHARD GRAYSON

REALITY SHOW DRABBLE

MARK GRAYSON

MY GIRL ❥ ❀

desc. all mark wants to do is love up his girlfriend

LITTLE LADYBUG (REQ) ❀

desc. mark finally makes his first superhero friend, and she’s a cute little ladybug

REX SLOAN

KEEP IT IN THE BEDROOM ❥ ❀

desc. having a situationship with rex is making you question yourself and your past

[in-your-skele]

Rex Sloane x Self Drabble

I rolled my eyes as I once again listened to rex drone on and on about how Katie had been bullying him again. I never knew why he ever came crying to me about it like I could do something. Katie just didn't like him, it was quite plain and simple. Everyone on the team knew how much she truly despised him. In the way her dark eyes would narrow just slightly when he would enter a room, how her full lips would part in a silent sigh when he would ask an obvious question, how the brown skin, just a few shades lighter than my own, between her brows would crease anytime she would hear him utter something truly idiotic. Even I found myself at times doing things similar to her whenever my patience was low that day.

Thankfully for Rex, today I was in a better mood, bored, but still in a decent enough mood to listen to his insistent babbling. We were currently in the lounge area of the guardians HQ, no one else was around so we had the entire lunge to ourselves.

What a win

"Gaaaabee! You're not listening again." Rex whined as he leaned across the off white table between us, his long lings easily reaching out to let his fingers tangle along with mine. His cloused finger pads rubbed lightly against my softer and smooth ones. He looked up from our interlocked fingers to meet my dark eyes hidden behind the clear lenses of my glasses. He had that usual pout on his face whenever I would ignore him, sometimes it made me regret being so willing to allow him to touch me.

I huffed rolling my eyes, but I made not action to move my hand away from his in the slightest. My hand shifted closer to his so he wouldn't be leaning across the table like he was reaching for a treat. I DIDINT fail to notice a small smile grace his pretty full lips when I leaned over to allow him to hold out hands in the center of the table between us, allowing him to mess with my fingers and hands like I would him.

"sorry dude, just been in my head a lot recently with all this stuff goin on. Ya know?" I asked, staring at him as if awaiting an answer to the greatest question in the world. Which, with the current stress it was feeling like it.

Rex paused his hands for a moment which had let go of one of my hands to allow me to rest my cheek on. Both of his larger hands closed around my one smaller like he was trying to heat it up in the middle of a cold night. His brows furrowed as if he was searching his often empty mind for the best combination of words in the right order to offer me some form of comfort. He had comforted people before, knowing how to read them and gauge the best way to give them solace.

But that was the issue with me, he could never truly read me. Even despite our turmoil together, our strength together, and our bond as both heroes and friends together, I had never really shown my true self to him. Always keeping up a shield around everyone, only letting them see just a peek into my true self before I would shut the door back.

Sighing he kept his eyes on his hands, noting the light scaring on the warm tan skin of his that encapsulated my own deep caramel brown skin of my own hands. Biting the inside of his cheek his lips finally parted as he spoke.

"yeah, I get it. Cecil hasnt been too hard on ya has he? I know ya told me his training was becoming a pain in the ass to keep up with." He peeked up, a few strands of ginger hair falling from his messy bun. His eyes scanned me over, training on my eyes that stayed hidden behind my glasses, the clear lenses and frames offering a barrier between my soul and those trying to peer inside.

"uh, well, I've gotten stronger, but the training is... Intense to say the least. Cecil wants me to be as close to Mark in power as possible-" I spoke, a tired expression on my face as I turned to look away, resisting the urge to click my tongue and suck my teeth at the distasteful thought of having to train so much to be on par with an alien. However my thoughts were cut short by a click of a tongue.

I glanced at rex and his irritated expression and I couldn't help but chuckle. I used my extra hands and playfully reached over the table to push at his face. He grumbled again before starting to play with my hand again.

"he wants you to be on the same level as mark? The guy who is currently the strongest being on earth, the one with super strength, durability, fli-" he started to use one hand to start to list off the abilities mark has making me roll my eyes before interrupting him with a wave of my hand.

"yeah yeah we all know how great Mark is. But, in Cecil's words, 'he is a double edged sword so he needs a damned good shield to keep him Sharp' or something along those lines. I dunno."

I waved my hand dismissively to him. He stared at me with a dead panned expression to his face.

"look, I have light durability as well! My bubbles and healing aren't my only ability. I have always had more, like I also have flight, but I've never fully used it with my boots so I didn't need to." I shrug like what I was spouting was common knowledge. Everyone assumed I could float and just use my boots to move me wherever I needed but they just give me a boost for my slow flight speed.

"besides T-Rex, on the upside I get to hang out with mark. Ah and get to see him all sweaty and worked up during our training together." I know rex probably thought he saw hearts swirling around my head like a cartoon or something with the way I was talking about mark. It wasn't a secret to the man in front of me or my closest friend Katie with how... Down bad I was for Mark grayson.

Despite our rocky beginning and my sour attitude towards him for making me have to do more work I did warm up to him after he saved me a few times and I took him out for food as a thanks. Ever since I met him I've called him cute but as we got to know one another more the word cute around others has to to hot or sexy even at times when I'm bold around rex and Katie. Katie encourages my down bad tendencies and hell even rex does as well but I assume by the shake of his head he wasn't in the mood to encourage my tom foolery.

"leave it to the great gabe to find the bright side in brutal training is looking at a guy's ass." He rolled his eyes before peeking and smirking at my blushing face. He dramatically sighs before he once again leans all over the table between us, acting like a spoiled dog when the owner gives more attention to another pet.

"but I understand, me and Katie are just some side hoes now huh? All those talks about how you'd do tricks on my shit was it all a lie!" He dramatically pretends to cry over the table like I had just stepped on his toe or something in my boots. Which did happen one time and he swears it still hurts to this day. (Its obviously a lie but he just likes to mess with me.) I sigh as I shake my head before running my fingers through his silky ginger hair.

"yep, I lied. I totally wouldn't do tricks on it, wouldn't bend over and let you even stare at my amazingly voluptuous ass cheeks. You know what." I suddenly stood up, wiping a fake tear from my eye as I moved from behind the table to pretend to walk away.

"you're right we can't keep doing this when Mark is my main bitch. I can't even let you come and cuddle, let alone rest your head on my thighs so close to my sacred punany. Goodbye side hoe." Rex scrambled off the table chuckling for a brief second before fake crying as he quickly ran up behind me hugging me from behind.

"NOOOO! Leave him! Me and Katie are better for you! We can keep a secret, mark doesn't have to knoooww! Just don't leave me! Don't leave us!" He fell onto his knees on the ground behind me. And I tried my hardest to stay in character.

I turned around and stared down at him with a serious expression. "Sigh, you're right. I can't leave my two favorite side bitches. Okay, I won't leave you two for Mark, at least for now." Rex grinned before I chuckled braking character, I pushed his face back roughly making him nearly fall back before he caught himself with a hand planted on the ground. "And get your dog ass up, I only want you on your knees if we fuckin or fighting ya hear boy."

He chuckled before standing up and sitting his hands. He followed me back to the table, grabbing his phone. Just as he was about to sit back in his seat I instead patted the part of the booth beside me. He paused before grinning, pushing the table away just a bit so his head wouldn't be under the table before climbing onto the booth and laying down, his arms wrapping around my thick plush thighs and his head on my lap.

I chuckled as I watched him turn his phone on, checking the time before looking at me. I hummed before I pushed his phone up a bit and unlocked his phone (it was his birthday) before clicking on Instagram to look on reels. "Eh, I'll just have to run a few extra laps and do a few more reps for being late. But I don't mind. Now c'mon get to scrolling slave daddy is hungry for reels." Rex visibly cringed when I called myself daddy before he shook his head and clicked on the reels button.

As he scrolled through reels, giving me a look at his fyp, I pulled his hair tie loose letting his hair fall on my lap. I pulled the hair tie around my wrist before I started to run my hands through his hair, massaging his scalp. I felt him shift to be more comfortable on my lap and lean more into my touch which made me smile a bit. I leaned down and rubbed my nose to his forehead, something similar to how I would rub my cheek against katie's sometimes when I was extra affectionate. I smile a bit as my fangs expose before I whisper lowly.

"thanks for listening and trying to make me relax more. You're better than you hold yourself to Rex. Love ya bro." I felt him sigh before leaning his face to look at mine. Our noses brushed as he stared up at me with a stupid cocky grin he would have whenever I gave him praise for something.

"aw thanks shortcake, and hear I thought you just liked to be around me for my sexy body. Not that I could blame you of course." He winked making me chuckle and pushed his face away before I leaned away from his face.

"ah well that's part of it. I don't like to surround myself with ugly people." I stated confidently, to which rex snickered before looking back at his screen as I went back to massaging his scalp in a way that had him like putty in my lap.

I smiled down at the way the light from the phone seemed to make his best features pop. Not that I minded, nor he, we knew we both most definitely would fuck each other and even stated one day we would.

(pinky promised and everything)

I rolled my eyes at the thought before I looked down at his screen before uttering simple words that always shocked him.

"one day, I'm gonna peg you."

"wait what!?"

[corynation]

As Arabella / Just might’ve tapped into your mind and soul / But you cant be sure

(smut is starred with a ✮)

Works

Greys Anatomy

₊˚⊹ Rumor has it mark sloan x reader

₊˚⊹ New beginnings (p1) alex karev x reader

Harry Potter

₊˚⊹ Ink theo nott x reader

Drabbles

Harry potter

౨ৎ Mirror sex toxic!theo nott x reader ✮

[shivroyspantsuit]

characters I’m going to write for!!!

(please keep in mind that I will only write female or nonmen readers, I will also write smut (It wont be a masterpiece though) fluff and angst, i’ll also write drabbles, oneshots, series and probably whatever else there is)

succession

Shiv Roy

Tom Wambsgans

Gerri Kellman

Stewy Hosseini

Kendall Roy

Roman Roy

+ most other characters

Greys Anatomy

Cristina Yang

Izzie Stevens

Callie Torres

Lexie Grey

Alex Karev

Addison Montgomery

Mark Sloan

Glee

•Quinn Fabray

•Mike Chang

•Tina Cohen-Chang

•Sam Evans

•Mercedes Jones

•Rachel Berry

Its always sunny

Dee Reynolds

Dennis Reynolds

Charlie Kelly

Misc

Jason Todd

Roy Harper

Dick Grayson

Bruce Wayne

Dina Lance

Diana Prince

Star fire

Wally West <3!

I might also write some star wars fics (the og 6 movies) so request those if u want!!!

also please keep in mind that I may not be the best writer as I am only just starting :)!

[slytherbun]

I kinda want to see a part where at the wedding, Andrew mentions the position to you and you are shocked while looking to see who Mark came to the wedding with

You were sitting in your seat with Andrew, looking at the beautiful wedding decorations and arch. Bailey stood at the center of it with a smile on her face but you knew inside she was jittery.

Andrew laced his fingers through yours to get your attention and once you looked at him, he smiled. "So I was thinking..." Confused with his trailing off, you raised a brow and said with a chuckle. "Go on."

"Come to Germany with me? I can get you a position so you're the head chief of y/s/n (your specialty) surgery." He pleaded, eyes looking in yours with a twinkle.

You were shocked by his question. Andrew practically threw this at you during one of the weirdest times. And when you opened your lips to reply, the music started for Callie to walk down the aisle momentarily.

But all of that didn't matter when you caught Mark's eye.

Lexie was on his arm while he seated her quickly to go retrieve Callie but he didn't look at her. The only thing that mattered to him was how beautiful you looked.

Longing, lust and something else you couldn't quite put your finger on was clear in his eyes as he gazed at you, but it immediately disappeared when he noticed Andrew sitting with you.

[luna-jaden-shadow]

A Bit Of Luck

Request - Hi.. if you’re still taking requests, could I ask for a Derek shepherd x Sloan!reader where she’s on the plane with them, and gets paralyzed, and they try some really experimental surgery to get her to walk again? And it’s about her recovery and angst and fluff? Maybe mark lives in this version? Thanks so much Xx

Angst & Fluff

Warning - Season 8/9 spoilers!, Panic Attacks, Character Death, Blood, Gore,

Pairing - Derek Shepherd X Sloan!Reader 

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There’s this moment when you think you’re going to die, when your body is so certain that this is the end of you. If you ask anyone they’ll tell you that your whole life flashes in front of you. You didn’t see flashes when the unthinkable happened. You didn’t see your first fight with your brother, how you tried so hard to fit in with him and the guy you fell in love with. You didn’t even see your first kiss.

You saw your first OR in Seattle when it happened. Dr. Webber’s words were in your head, the first time you’d been in that hospital since you moved there. When you opened your eyes the first time what you thought were the bright lights of the OR, shining down on a patient was actually the sun, coming through the trees and smoke. 

What you wanted to hear was music, the soft selection of your playlist that you always had on when you operated. Instead, it was ringing. What had happened? You couldn’t recall, last you remembered was being sat on a plane beside Derek. It didn’t lick right away that it was real, maybe you fell asleep on the plane and this was a dream? Some twisted nightmare. 

When you turned your head, despite everything telling you not to you could see Mark. He as just starting to come to. Past the ringing you could hear Arizona’s screams, Meredith was a few feet away from you, whether she was awake or not couldn’t tell. Cristina was up, trying to get Meredith up, so many things were running through your head once the ringing died away. 

You knew a few things right off the bat, your back hurt, your right side hurt, you couldn’t for the life of you, move your legs. “Mark.” It came out as a whisper, your voice not seeming to want to work at all. “Mark?” Your voice came out louder that time as he gets to his feet. “Mark?” His eyes lock with yours and he was at your side and you could hear the thunder in the distance. 

His eyes scan over you, the doctor in him was coming out but the brother side was winning. “Y/n, hey.” He’s too scared to touch you and it shows. “You’re gonna be okay, okay? What hurt?” He gently cups your face as you cry. 

A sob passes your lips, as you look at your brother. He was alive and that’s what stuck to you. “My, my side, my back.” You close your eyes for a moment, your lip trembles. “Mark I can’t feel my legs.” This passes over him that you’d never seen on him, maybe once when you fell off your bike for the first time. 

He shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your head. “Uh it’s gonna be okay, we’re gonna. Get your spine stabilized okay? I got you, okay? I got you.” He disappears from your sight and you look at Meredith and Cristina and your eyes narrow through the tears. 

You groan when Meredith helps Mark slide the large board of wood under you. “Derek? Where’s. . .where’s Derek?” You let out a shaky breath as they tape you down to the board, head and all to keep you straight. “Mark?” He grabs your hand. “I’m scared.” Mark nods, another kiss to your head. 

“I know Y/n, I know. But we’re gonna be okay you know? We’re gonna go and find Lexie and Derek and you’re gonna stay right here and keep talking to Arizona for me okay? You two stay awake. Can you do that for me?” You can see him tear up and you almost nod. 

You give him a small smile. “Yeah, yeah I can do that.” Mark takes another moment before smiling and heading off with Meredith and Christina. You can’t remember most of the rest of the time before nightfall. You remember Derek coming back with them, dragging Mark on a tarp. Lexie was dead from what they told you. Nightfall brought forth the cold. You didn’t think you’d be so cold even with the fire lit. They laid Mark beside you, put a cover over the two of you so you wouldn’t freeze. Derek wouldn’t leave your side.

“Mark.” He hums beside you, probably looking as pale as you. “When we get back to Seattle. Remind me to kick Hunt's butt. Sorry, Cristina.” Mark lets out a strained laugh and you smile.

Mark holds your hand under the cover. “When we get back.” He starts, his voice is weak. “We’re gonna get you fixed right up. You’re gonna sit in with me on surgery and everything. . .everything’s gonna be okay.”

The next thing you remember after that was suddenly being in a hospital room. These people, these doctors you didn’t know they were there looking you over. You were laying on a bed, and they were saying things you couldn’t make out. Maybe it was shock, everything changed everything went from dying in the woods to these people, these doctors you didn’t know. Where were your people?!

You remember freaking out in that room as they tried to tell you to stay still. You had to get out, you had to find Mark and Derek. Then the people you knew, they were there. Bailey and Webber, they were there for you, for your people who were elsewhere. You were as calm as you could be. They sedated all of you, putting you on a plane after your second freak out, they said it was a panic attack both times.

Seattle Grace hasn’t felt so dark since the shooting that nearly killed Derek and Alex. People came in and out a lot as the days went by. They were in there a lot, Alex and the group, minus Cristina. One day Mark walks in, smiling, Sophia’s with him, making you smile just cause she’s there. 

You reach out for the toddler as Mark walks closer. “Hey, there princess.” You almost cry, this being the first time since the crash that you’ve seen her. You take her from Mark, tearing up as she sits on your lap, that’s what it kicks in again, you can’t feel her weight on your lap. “How are you?” Your voice cracks and she knows its time to be a certain way as she did this thing where she makes baby noises, holding your finger in her hands. 

You lean your head forward, resting your forehead on hers. Mark sets his hand on your shoulder. “We’re gonna take you home today.” You look over at Mark, who smiled softly at you. “Derek’s not done till late so Sophia and I are gonna keep you company and maybe order some take out?” You smile, laughing a little bit as you nod. 

“I’d like that. Thank you, Mark.” He kisses your head, saying he’s gonna sign you out and leaves you with Sophia in the room. “What do you think about that huh? Wanna come spend the day with me and Markie?” She smiles, babbling at you. Going home was probably the best thing you’d heard since before the crash. 

It didn’t take long for Derek to change the house for you, he was willing to do anything for you. “Let me pitch you something,” Derek says one day, getting into his clothes for work. You sit on the bed, reading before looking up at him. “It’s gonna sound crazy.” He starts and you smile.

“I love crazy.” He laughs, nodding as he walks over, sitting on the bed in front of you.

He’s nervous, running his hand through his hair. “I’ve been reading, and thinking, and some more reading.” He chuckles, shaking his head again. “I think I can do it.”

You tilt your head, setting your book aside. “Do what?”

He gives this toothy smile, the one he gets when he’s excited about an idea, every part of him is ecstatic. “Make you walk.”

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“You got this.” Mark holds your hands just as tight as you hold his. “You can do this.” You grunt, moving so that you're holding each other's arms. Slowly, you rise from the bed, unsteady and with a month of preparation behind you, you step. You smile, gasping in surprise. “Holy shit.” You start to cry, smiling up at Mark. “Mark!”

“Easy Y/n.” Your shocked, wishing nothing more than to keep ongoing. 

“One more step.” You insist, looking him in the eye. “Come on Mark, please?” 

With a sigh, he lets you take another step, which leads to the two of you on the ground. The joy of walking again was gone, reduced to your feeling of failure. Maybe you weren’t meant to walk again. Maybe it was just a pipe dream. “That was good.” Mark insists. You stare at your legs, glaring at the limbs. “We’ll try again in a day or so, work towards it. You can do this. And when you do, you can kick Owen’s butt.”

[cas-kingdom]

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?” “Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.” Mark Sloan please with reader? And maybe Derek could make an entrance? I thought the sentences could make an interesting fic but I'll leave that up to you:)

Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?

Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.

"You know, this isn’t so bad for our first online date,” Derek Shepherd remarked with a wide grin as he raised his wine glass of lemonade to the camera of his laptop, pretending to clink it with Meredith’s on the other side of the screen.

“See!” Meredith looked pleased. “I told you it’d be fun.”

“How’s Utah? Are you nervous?”

Meredith groaned. “Let’s not talk about work,” she said, “can’t we just have a date without work?”

“Okay, okay.” He put his hands up, sitting back. “No work. Alright. How’s... how are you? How’s my wife?” A dazzling smile graced his lips as he rested his elbows on the desk and put his chin in his hands, attempting to look somewhat dashing in his white button-up and loose-fitting tie. In all honesty, he was also wearing pajama shorts, but Meredith didn’t need to know that. That was what they got when they paired a date ‘night’ with a need for Meredith to attend a medical conference from eleven in the morning until seven in the evening. They’d had to choose one end of the stick, and both had decided that Zola’s sleeping schedule meant they’d likely have more time in the morning.

Hence the pajama shorts.

And the lemonade.

Still, he’d made an effort, pulling on his best shirt and tie, and Meredith was already dressed and ready for the conference. She was clearly nervous, even peering at her through a glossy computer screen, but he hoped the next half hour or so would prove to lessen her butterflies.

Meredith laughed. “I’m great. How’s my husband? And our girls?”

“I’m all the better for seeing you,” he charmed, wishing he could jump through screens. “Zola misses you. She doesn’t sleep as well for me.”

Meredith shrugged, leaning back. “What can I say? Mama’s charm.”

He chuckled, opening his mouth to speak, but was stopped abruptly when two hands clasped his shoulders and a head appeared at his side. “Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

It took Derek a solid few seconds before he realised the head belonged to you, and another couple more before he processed exactly what you’d just asked.

“What?”

“Could I sit here?” He snapped his head to the other side, just in time to see Mark scoot his way into the room on a spinning chair from your room. “All the other tables are full.” 

Derek’s face was photographable. 

“I feel like I’m in a fever dream,” he muttered, staring at Meredith, who he noticed now was smothering a laugh with her fist.

“So did it come?” you asked, as serious as ever, and Derek sat back, turning in his seat and shaking his head.

“The bus? The bus to where? Idiot-ville?”

Mark interjected. “Sooo, can I sit here?”

Derek blinked comically large eyes. “No, you can not.” He turned back to Meredith, who was shaking with barely suppressed laughter. “Do you know what’s going on? I don’t know what’s going on!” He looked at his best friend. “Where’s Zola, Mark? That’s why you’re here, remember. To look after my kids while I have a date with my wife.” There was a clear warning in Derek’s tone, and Mark caught it, his response an irritating smirk. 

“She’s sleeping,” he said, waving a hand in the general direction of the door. He turned his attention to the computer, scooting closer. “Hey, Mer! Did you know Derek’s wearing cotton shorts?”

“The Hello Kitty ones?”

“He has Hello Kitty shorts?!” 

“Oh, for God’s— get out! Both of you! What’re you even doing here?”

You slipped your arms around your dad’s neck, leaning down to rest your chin on his shoulder. “We got bored.”

“So you gate-crashed my date?”

“Nope,” Mark corrected, reaching for the bottle of lemonade on the desk and waggling his eyebrows. “Double date!”

There was a hard thump as Derek’s head hit the wood. 

Grey's Masterpost

[lizamango]

Bone Dry Cappuccino (Mark McSteamy Sloan x Reader)

A/N I started Grey’s a week ago and now I’m on Season 4 and obsessed so 

this is drabble and it’s not even good I just had to put it down but maybe I’ll write part 2?

Summary: You work at the cafeteria and one of your customers loves your bone-dry cappuccino

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Word Count: 924

Warnings: None

You turn around to see one of your favourite customers waiting in line.

“Dr. Karev,” you smile. “What can I get you?”

“Uh, a bone-dry cappuccino, please Y/N.”

You frown at the unfamiliar request. “Trying something new?” you ask as you prepare a disposable cup and press the espresso button on the machine, pull the lever and as it pours the coffee into the cup you froth up some milk.

He chuckles, “no it’s for my new boss… what a drama queen he’s some hot shot in New York.”

“Oh? What’s his service?”

“Plastics. So I gotta suck up to ‘im.”

You plop the foam into the cup until it’s full and put a lid on top, turning to face Dr. Karev. “Here you are.”

“So uh… what the hell is a bone-dry cappuccino anyway?” he places a $5 note on the counter.

“Little bit of coffee and milk and whole lotta air,” you shrug, putting the note into the cash register.

“Thank you, Y/N.”

You smile as he walks away and you address the next customer.

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“Usual, Dr. Karev?” you ask as he approaches your counter.

“For me? No, for the hot shot? Yes please,” he grumbles.

You laugh as you start to make the bone-dry cappuccino.

“Why is a drink $5 anyway? It’s mostly air in there, you said it yourself,” he rambles.

“What did he do now?” you humour him as you allow him to vent to you.

The intern scoffs, “the guy’s got me on sutures. That’s grunt work. I’m not a grunt. He won’t let me scrub in for surgery and he’s got me in the pit. Can you believe that?”

“Why don’t you just go back to Dr. Montgomery-Sherpherd?”

“It’s just Montgomery now. And I don’t wanna be in with the gynies and the peds. I wanna go into plastics.”

You cover up the cup with a lid and hand it to him. “Chin up,” you say encouragingly as he pays.

“See ya,” he mumbles walking away.

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You sit at a table on your break trying to study for your psych exam as you hear Alex at the counter ordering… surprise, surprise a bone-dry cappuccino.

“You on break?” he asks you from across the cafeteria.

“No, I’m getting paid to sit here and look pretty,” you smirk.

He rolls his eyes. “You know you lose points when you know you’re attractive right?”

“Oh? Who says?” you raise a brow. “A man?”

“I’m gonna… shut up now.” He’s handed the drink by the barista on shift and waves goodbye to you.

You get back to studying for your test but are interrupted. You look up and see Alex meeting your gaze.

“Can I help you Dr. Karev?”

“You gotta make a bone-dry cappuccino.”

You frown and close your textbook. “What?”

“You gotta make a bone-dry cappuccino,” he repeats.

“You just came down for one?”

“Okay well my boss is psycho apparently and he could tell it wasn’t you who made it.”

“Karev, I have an exam to study for.”

“Y/N, I’m asking you nicely. Please. He’s doing a leg reattachment this afternoon and I gotta scrub in for that. I’m goin’ through withdrawl. Please make him that stupid cappuccino.”

“This is crazy,” you say in agreement as he pulls you up by the arm and leads you to the counter.

You make the drink with an apologetic look to your coworker, hoping they don’t feel insulted but from the looks of their face they really didn’t care.

Karev is bouncing up and down in anticipation as you place the cup on the counter. You wrap up a lemon loaf slice and place it on the counter too. “Here, so he doesn’t get pissed at you.”

“You’re an angel.” He takes the food and rushes to the elevators as you chuckle, going back to studying before your break ended.

Closing time approached so you lock up the register and collect any pastries and cakes that weren’t bought to give away to the local shelters since they were no good to sell the next day anyway. You wipe down all the tables and turn over the chairs so that the janitors could get to the floors once they came in early the next morning.

“Hey, need some help?” you look up and see Alex with a grin on his face.

“Did you get to scrub in?”

“Yeah, thanks. That loaf slice really won him over,” he says as he turns some more chairs.

“That’s good. You owe me $7.”

“Wow –“

“Oh, did you think that was free?” you tease.

“How was your studying?”

“Got through most of it, just wanna forget all about it now.”

He looked like he was going to say something but someone shouts his name.

“Karev, who do we have here?” A man who rivals McDreamy’s hotness walks up to you both in a leather jacket and a smirk.

Alex clears his throat, “Dr. Sloan this is Y/N, Y/N this is my boss.”

You smile and nod. “Nice to meet you Mr bone-dry cappuccino.”

You shake his outstretched hand. “Call me Mark. So you’re the one that makes the mean cup of coffee. Missed you today, Karev brought me something that tasted like dirt at first.”

“Well coffee making is an art. Not a lot of people understand and have the finesse for it,” you play along.

“I was gonna go get a drink at the bar across the street… unwind a little. Care to join?”

You look up at Alex who just smiles at you.

“Sure.”