#Starlord Smut

[afro-hispwriter]

can someone point me in the way to some Peter Quill x Y/n x Gamora?

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Listen, i have way more Peter Quill ideas if you’ll allow me-

Can we get one where the reader is super horny for Peter but she doesn’t really want to say anything because they keep getting interrupted by the other guardians (like Mantis, Rocket or Groot needing something) and it happens multiple times until the reader just pushes Peter aside and they start making out. 😂

It can be full smut or just end wherever you want it I’m not picky…but i wouldn’t turn down smut👀 it can also be gender neutral i don’t care, thanks Love! 💖

~Bear🐻

hii again sweetheart!! of course, send them in at anytime:) love love it, I was nice I wrote smut🤭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

storage room rendezvous

Peter Quill x f reader

wc || 1.3k

warnings || 18+ only sexually explicit content minors dni

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Being confined to the Bowie during long-haul missions often meant there wasn't much space or privacy, never having the luxury of a moment's silence without getting interrupted by one of the other guardians. You and Peter had recently started dating, so the amount of need you had for him was unbearable. You wanted him all the time.    

Rocket had to do an emergency landing on some random planet, twenty-something jump points away from Knowhere so he could tinker. So that left you and the rest of the crew stranded on the ship until the issue resolved. 

Waltzing your way over to the front of the ship, hands cutely laced together as you joined Quill in the captain seat, sitting across his lap. "Whatcha doing?" you question, making yourself comfortable. 

"Taking my seat before Rocket gets back," he chuckles, placing his hand on your thigh, adjusting you as he pulls you closer. "He ain't gonna like it," grinning at the thought. "What's up?" he asks, kissing your shoulder.

"Bored," you say slowly, your tone speckled with suggestion. 

"Bored, huh?" he repeats, his tone matching yours. "What'd ya wanna do?" he asks, already knowing what you're thinking, waiting for you to admit it.

"I did have one idea..." you hint, lightly trailing down his chest. "Oh, god!" you jump, lowering your face to the nape of Peter's neck. "Don't do that."

"What?" Quill questions, his eyes concerned as he follows your initial gaze. "God, Drax. How long you been there?" 

"Since we landed," Drax responds matter-of-factly, pulling a rustly bag from his pocket.

"That was an hour ago." You chime in, poking your head up to look at him. 

Shrugging simply. "Yeah... Zarg-Nut?" He offers, shaking the bag between you both.

Quill extends his hand over the back of the seat, cupping his palm towards Drax. "What?" he chuckles at your displeased expression, shoving a handful of the dried snack into his mouth. "I'm hungry."

"You are unbelievable," you playfully scoff, avoiding his green eyes. 

"Hi, guys." The soft voice of Mantis appears next to Drax. "Oh, can I have one?" She asks, nodding to the bag in his hand.

"They're all gone," Drax replies before pouring the contents into his mouth.

"I am Groot."

"Okay!" you say finally, clapping your hands together once. You loosen from Peter's grip as you stand up, lacing your hand into his as you lead him away from the group. "Come with me."

"Where we going?" Quill questions, following after you, his hand gripped into yours.

"Shut up," you whisper, leading him through the corridors as you search for a suitable storage room.

"You want me, don't ya?" he smugly asks, briskly walking to catch up with your long strides.

Poking your head through door gaps. "Yeah, now shut-up,"

He playfully chuckles, his tone full of assurance. "Knew it," snickering.

"Here's one," you mouth, dragging Peter into the empty room, forcefully shutting the door behind him.

You immediately attach your lips to his, ravenous and starved, desperately tugging at his t-shirt. He separates, his head hung low as he assesses your eyes. "Whoa, whoa, whoa... ain't even locked the door." He smirks, reaching behind to twist the lock. 

Quill loved when you needed him, loved seeing you desperate. He loved when you were verbal, telling him what you wanted, but not right now. He wanted the control and leadership he craved. 

He lightly trails his hand up your throat, grazing higher before cupping around your jaw, grasping the side of your face to bring you in. He instantly clashes his hungry mouth with yours, rolling and licking over your soft lips while his other hand travels behind your head to pull you closer. The need grows more urgent as his hands roam you, loosening the grip on your jaw to travel down to your throat. He holds it as he controls and deepens the kiss, pushing you back up and against the wall.

"What do you want?" he breathlessly asks against your lips, a wry grin looming. 

"You," you shakily reply, snaking your hands around his back, gripping the hem of his tee. 

"Yeah?" he softy whispers, entertaining you.

He slips his hand under your ass, cupping over the cheeks as he manhandles you, eagerly kneading the doughy flesh between his fingers. 

Sliding his palms up, they rest and clasp around your waist, kissing you in desperation as he squeezes you, grinding his clothed groin into yours.

He picks you up, holding you under your thighs as he walks you over to the stacked storage containers in the corner, placing you down atop them. His fingers snake into your waistband, immediately palming over your wet pussy, teasing your clit as his spare hand slides into his waistband. Lightly gripping his hardened cock and pulling himself out of his pants, firmly stroking up the length. 

You eagerly squirm out of your pants, letting them slide down your thighs and hang around your boots, draping from your ankles as you wrap your knees around his hips, bringing him closer. He yanks down his pants and boxers before sliding his tip through your folds, collecting your arousal around his shaft. "Fuck," he mutters at the contact, momentarily throwing his neck back.

He spits in his palm, rubbing the saliva over his veins to lube himself up as he adjusts you, bringing your hips forward. He pushes his head through your folds, slipping through the slick flesh as you both watch in anticipation. Needy whimpers fill the dingy room.

Gripping at his base, he eases into you. Slowly sliding his tip in as he attaches his mouth to yours, catching and muffling your initial moan. His hands graze up your back, holding you close as he sinks further into you, melting around his every inch. You bury your face in the crook of his neck, whining and mumbling against his warm skin as you adjust to his girth, clutching at his biceps. "Oh, God," muttering, his eyes screwing shut.

He kisses the side of your neck, lightly nibbling and suckling the skin as he slides in and out of you, moulding around him as he fucks into you. Completely filling you with every hasty wind of his hips, rolling into you as he chases after the high.

He grows desperate and demanding as he pushes into you. Massaging inside you, rubbing over your g-spot with the upper side of his cock, fucking into the areas you needed. He finally attaches his lips to yours, swallowing your open moans and whimpers as he groans into your mouth. Slipping in his tongue every once in a while.

You felt the overwhelming build of the high consume you, aimlessly whining against his lips as you felt yourself get closer. You convulse around him, sucking him in further in with every jolt. 

"Can I come in you?" he shakily asks, resting his forehead against yours. "Please- fuck," he mutters, closing his eyes like he's holding himself off. 

You eagerly nod, wrapping your legs tighter around him, crossing your ankles as you keep him glued to you. Desperately clawing at his back as you let go. Quill pulsates for the final time before spilling his load deep into you, senselessly whimpering in one another's mouth as you both reach your long-awaited release. The room full of hot shaky moans.

He gingerly drags himself from you, watching the connecting strings of his cum as he pulls out. He bends to the floor, pulling up his pants before doing the same with yours, holding your hand as he helps you down from the containers. Keeping you balanced, chuckling at your stumbly footing. 

"I'll uh... I'll, um," you stutter, momentarily closing your eyes as you think of the words. "I'll join you out there in a few minutes... don't make it obvious," you grin, reaching up to kiss him tenderly, playfully slapping his ass as he turns away.

Turning around with a faux displeased expression, head cocking. "I'll tell 'em," he warns with a raised brow and boyish smirk. "Don't think I won't..." teasing you. 

Grinning with raised hands as if to symbolise your innocence. "I'll see you in two minutes... Quial."

[starlordamn]

Peter Quill / Starlord x Reader

Summary: Drabble about Peter being a jealous boyfriend!!

Warnings: Jealously, fluff, slightly steamy at the end (if you squint).

Word count: 400ish

Peter Quill. The Starlord. Gets. Jealous. SO QUICKLY.

Last time you stopped off somewhere to retrieve an item from a seller, the guy got a bit too friendly. You didn't read into it, nor did you play along but to Peter, the thought that someone else thought they had a chance with you sent something through him. He'd genuinely never been that angry before. Nor had be ever been THAT RUDE to a seller before.

"Yep, all done here. We'll be on our way." He nodded sternly to the guy as he snaked an arm around your waist, his wrist wresting on your lower back, applying some light pressure to signal your leave.

"Thanks again," you politely smiled and turned with Peter, item in hand about to be pocketed. Before you could spin a 360 and be on your way the seller caught your attention again.

"If you ever find yourself here again, you know where to find me, hm?" An eyebrow raised and a sultry tone was enough to not only make you pull a face and turn away, but it was enough to be Peter's last straw. Within a second a blaster was pulled from his hip aiming at the guy, without a second thought he'd pulled the trigger sending a blast towards him.

"Fucking hell Pete.." you gasped as the guy shuddered before a loud thud following his descent quickly to the hard wooden flooring of his shop.

"He's not dead, just knocked out." Peter rolled his eyes.

"You're jealous."

"No, I'm not."

"You are." You exclaimed, nearly back at the milano by now.

Peter stopped in his tracks for a second, it looked like he was thinking. "God you're just so gorgeous everyone wants you, it gets on my nerves."

With your face flushing you smiled at the compliment, but also in amusement - Peter really thought you'd ever choose anyone over him, and that just wasn't the case.

As you got back to the ship, Quill took a moment, turning to face you. He cupped your cheek with one hand, "I'm not jealous, you're mine."

His thumb caressed your bottom lip and you nodded in approval as he hummed waiting for a response.

"It's always gonna be you, Pete. My Starlord."

[noe-pri08]

Peter Quill

Summary: You work in your uncle’s store and your favourite client walks in, but let’s say that today he’s not here to buy some vinyl.

I'm sorry if there are mistakes, English isn't my first language

You loved working at your uncle’s record store, you truly did. Unfortunate this was small town, Missouri, and you were selling records. When you had slow days, boy were they slow.

Normally, you'd have your favourite customer Peter Quill to look forward to seeing, but it was a Tuesday, he never stopped by Tuesdays. Of course, you'd never admit that you missed him.

On the second hour of you doom scrolling on TikTok at the register, you hear the front door bell ring as a customer enters. Completely unbothered, you continue to look down at your phone.

"Hey, anyone home?" Peter playfully whispers, suddenly appearing in front of your face, catching you off guard.

You jump in your seat, nearly dropping your phone in the process. Looking up at Peter with wide eyes, you let out a nervous laugh. "Peter! You scared the hell out of me," you exclaim. "What's up? Shouldn't you be... I don't know, saving the galaxy or something?"

Peter grins, leaning against the counter. "Nah, no galaxy-saving missions for me today. Just thought I'd come and see my favourite record store employee," he says, tapping his fingers on the counter. "Got any new vinyls in?"

You shake your head, still trying to recover from the surprise. "Nah, not today. It's been pretty slow. But hey, I'm glad you stopped by! Can never have too much Star-Lord in my day."

He laughs and gives you a playful salute. "Star-Lord reporting for duty! So, what have you been up to? Any exciting Earth adventures?"

You shake your head, chuckling. "Nah, just the usual small-town life. But hey, it's not so bad. What about you? Find any cool relics on your space travels lately?"

Peter smirks, leaning in closer. "Well, there was this one time I found an alien artifact that granted amazing powers. But, uh, I may have accidentally dropped it. It's all good, though. Just another day in the life of Star-Lord," he says with a wink.

You laugh, shaking your head. "Oh, Peter. Always getting into trouble. But hey, that's why we love you, right? The charming, trouble-making space boy."

He chuckles, running a hand through his hair. "I guess so. Can't help it, it's in my space pirate blood. But hey, I'm glad I found my way to this little record store. It's nice to have some normalcy in my life."

You smile at him, feeling a warmth in your chest. "Yeah, well, I'm glad you found your way here too. It's nice to have some intergalactic excitement in this sleepy town. Makes my days a little more interesting."

Peter's grin widens, and he leans in even closer, resting his elbow on the counter. "Well, if you ever want to add a little more excitement to your days, you know where to find me," he says, his voice low and filled with playful teasing.

You raise an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at your lips. "Oh, really? And what exactly does that entail, Mr. Star-Lord?"

He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, you'll have to find out for yourself. Trust me, it's worth it."

Your heart flutters at his words, his playful yet alluring demeanour. You lean in closer, not caring if anyone else is in the store. "Well, maybe I'll take you up on that offer sometime," you whisper, a hint of flirtation lacing your words.

Peter's eyes widen slightly, surprised by your response. But then a mischievous grin spreads across his face. "Oh, that would make my day. Maybe we can start with a dance-off in the middle of the store. What do you say?"

You laugh, shaking your head. "You're insane, Peter. But I'm all in. Bring it on."

And with that, the two of you share a playful smile, knowing that this unexpected encounter was the start of something new and exciting between you.

Peter's eyes lock with yours, that mischievous grin still etched on his face. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone. "You know, dancing isn't the only thing we could do in the middle of this store. We could... have a little fun."

Your heart skips a beat, feeling a rush of excitement at his words. The air in the record store suddenly feels charged with anticipation. You bite your bottom lip, matching his playful gaze with a hint of daring. "Oh, really? And what exactly did you have in mind, Mr. Quill?"

Peter leans in even closer, his breath warm against your cheek. A shiver runs down your spine as his voice turns velvety smooth. "Well, I was thinking we could find a quiet spot in the back room. Away from prying eyes. Somewhere we can explore all the sounds this store has to offer," he murmurs, his arm brushing against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through your body.

You feel your breath hitch as his words ignite a fire within you. The prospect of a secret rendezvous in the back room sends a rush of heat pooling in the pit of your stomach. You glance around, making sure the coast is clear before nodding your head, a sense of excitement coursing through your veins. "I'm game, Peter. Lead the way."

Peter wastes no time, taking your hand in his and leading you to the back room. The door creaks open, revealing a small, dimly lit space filled with old records and stacks of boxes. Once inside, he turns to face you, his eyes darkening with desire.

He steps closer, closing the distance between you, his hands sliding up your arms, igniting a trail of goosebumps in their wake. His touch is gentle yet confident, drawing you closer to him. The scent of his cologne, a mixture of musk and leather, intoxicates your senses, heightening the anticipation in the air.

Leaning in, Peter captures your lips with his in a searing kiss. It starts off slow, tender, but quickly deepens into something more passionate. His tongue dances with yours as his hands explore your body, tracing the curves and contours, sending shivers of pleasure up your spine.

You reciprocate eagerly, your fingers tangling in his hair as you kiss him back with equal fervour. The taste of him is like a heady cocktail, like a mix of whiskey and adventure. His lips are soft yet assertive, moving in sync with yours, igniting a burning desire deep within you.

Peter's hands continue their exploration, sliding down your body, his touch setting your skin ablaze. With each caress, you feel the intensity between you both grow, the sensation becoming electric.

He breaks the kiss, his voice husky with desire. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this," he murmurs against your lips, his words sending shivers down your spine.

His hands undo the buttons of your shirt, revealing the curve of your breasts. He takes a moment to admire the sight before him, his gaze filled with undeniable desire. And then, he descends his lips, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses on your skin.

You arch your back, a soft moan escaping your lips as Peter's exploration becomes more intense. His touch is both tender and passionate, his fingers tracing patterns that leave your body craving more.

With each passing moment, the heat between you both intensifies. The back room of the record store becomes a sanctuary of pleasure and desire, a place where the outside world no longer exists.

Peter's voice, rough with longing, breaks through the haze of pleasure. "I want you. Now," he whispers against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers through you.

Your answer comes in the form of a passionate kiss, the promise of ecstasy fuelling your every move. Clothes are shed, bodies entwined, and as you give in to the overwhelming pleasure, you realize that this is just the beginning of a fiery and unforgettable connection with Peter Quill.

As things heat up in the back room of the record store, there's an undeniable chemistry between you and Peter. Every touch, every kiss, sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Peter's hands roam your exposed skin, exploring every inch with a hunger that matches your own. His touch is electric, tingling with desire and a deep longing for connection. Your bodies move together in a rhythm that feels natural and intoxicating.

You gasp and moan as his lips find their way to your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your sensitive flesh. The sensation is overwhelming, and you can feel your pulse quicken with every nibble and lick.

His hands find their way to your breasts, teasing and caressing them with expert precision. Your back arches, pressing your chest against his touch as you savor the delicious sensations that ripple through you.

Peter's mouth descends further, trailing down your body. He kneels before you, his hands gripping your hips as he looks up at you, desire burning in his eyes. With a mischievous smile, he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your pants, slowly pulling them down, inch by tantalizing inch.

Your breath catches in your throat as he places soft kisses along your inner thighs, teasingly close to your core. The anticipation builds, your body humming with need as you silently beg him to dive in.

And then, finally, his lips meet your most intimate parts, and you gasp at the exquisite pleasure that courses through you. His tongue dances skillfully, exploring every fold and crevice, driving you wild with desire.

You lose yourself in the whirlwind of sensations, the pleasure growing more intense with every flick and stroke of his tongue. Your fingers grip his hair, guiding his movements as you draw nearer to the edge of bliss.

In a haze of desire, you surrender completely to Peter's touch. He expertly explores every inch of your body, using his hands, lips, and tongue to bring you to the pinnacle of pleasure.

As his tongue dances skillfully against your most sensitive spot, your moans of delight fill the air. The sensations consume you, rendering you incapable of coherent thought as waves of pleasure crash over you again and again.

Your back arches, your body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through you. Peter's touch is relentless, driving you higher and higher until you can no longer hold back.

With a cry of ecstasy, you reach your climax, your body convulsing with pleasure. Peter continues to lavish you with attention, prolonging your pleasure until you're left breathless and completely satisfied.

Slowly, as the haze of pleasure begins to fade, you pull Peter up to you, your lips seeking out his in a passionate kiss. You can taste yourself on his lips as you both revel in the afterglow of your intimate encounter.

You pull away from the kiss “Peter, please, I need you” you say breathless

“You need me for what dear?” Peter says, his voice full of tease

“Peter, I need you to fuck me, please”

“Your wish is my command” he says as he rips his clothes off

Your naked body is at full display for him and his bare body hovering yours. He starts kissing and nibbling your neck as his hands roam over your body till your dripping cunt and insert two fingers.

Then he takes his cock, his tip touching your pussy

“Peter please, fill me” you say almost begging him. You’re so overwhelmed because of the feeling that you can’t think straight

Peter starts going further in you till you could see the overline of his dick in your belly. His gaze fixed in your eyes, looking for permission to move. You nod your head slightly, still looking at the bulge on your abdomen

He thrust into you deeply, touching your g spot making you moan loudly

“Right there Pete” you moan, your mind feeling fuzzy because of the excitement

He keeps pounding on you, each time further and faster “I can see myself in you my dear” he says putting his hand in your belly bulge

He tries to hide his whimpering but fails “Oh fuck”

“Faster Peter” he obeys and his thrusts becomes more rapid

You feel so overwhelmed, the knot in your belly tightened “I’m gonna cum Pete”

He keeps thrusting into you till you cum, the feeling washing over your body, but his movements don’t stop till he pounds into you so deeply and fills you with his seed

You both are breathing heavily, feeling exhausted “You okay?” Peter asks you

“More than okay Pete”

“I think we should repeat it”

“Yeah, definitely” you say panting

Skin pressed against skin, you hold each other close, basking in the warmth and connection you've found in each other. The record store fades into the background as you savor the intimacy and raw emotions between you.

You know that this is just the beginning of a passionate relationship with Peter Quill, a connection that goes beyond physical pleasure. And as you lay there, tangled in each other's embrace, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement for the adventures and love that lie ahead.

[hakhub]

smutty as hell and it's WONDERFUL

Excellent rendition of Quill and I love that he's into someone that's mean to him! The banter is so good!!! It really sold me on their dynamic which is the perfect blend of flirting and fighting. I love this sense of history you've put in? I don't know how you do it but I gotta learn. Also excellent work with the funny twist at the end you got me to smile <3

also yo did yondu look

you look good in leather

Peter Quill x F!Reader

Prompt: “I’m sorry, but it’s very hard to focus when you’re dressed like that.”

Summary: on the way to xandar to face off with ronan the accuser, quill walks in on you changing into a ravager uniform and just has to show you how much he approves of the look.

Warnings: smut, hints of exhibitionism, vaginal sex.

Word Count: 1,613

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[saraakpotter]

Requests

Hi guys! i was thinking about doing this some time ago, i'm completely out of ideas and requests are open! so, here are the fandom's i write for but before requsting please remember theses stuff:

i don't write smut, NSFW and things like that.

i only write 'x reader'

i only write 'female!reader' becasue i'm more comfortable like that :)

i don't feel comfortable writing about (male x male) or (female x female)

now for the characters:

(by the way you can request for the actors\actress's of those characters too)

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MCU:

Romantic and platonic:

Tony Stark\ironman

Loki Laufeyson

Stephan Strange

Wade Wilson\deadpool

Steve Rogers\captain america

Peter Quill\starlord

Thor Odinson

Clint Barton\hawkeye

Bucky Barns \winter soldier

Sam Wilson\falcon

Pietro Maximoff

platonic only:

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Wanda Maximoff

Gamora

Stranger Things:

Romantic and platonic:

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Steve Harrington

Jonathan Byers

Lucas Sinclair

Eddie Munson

Platonic only:

Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

Dustin Henderson

Jim Hopper

Joyce Byers

Max Mayfield

Harry Potter:

romantic and platonic:

Harry Potter

Ronald 'Ron' Weasley

Cedric Diggory

James Potter (marauders)

Sirius Black (marauders)

Remus Lupin (marauders)

(i may add the Slytherin boys later btw)

platonic only:

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Ginny Weasley

Lily Evans

Marlene McKinnon

Alice Fortescue

Mary McDonald

Sherlock:

romantic and platonic:

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Greg Lestrade

RDJ Sherlock Holmes

platonic only:

Mary Morstan

Jim Moriarty

Eurus Holmes

(i mostly write platonic for John and Greg tbh, but feel free to request both :)

AGGGTM:

romantic and platonic:

Ravi Singh

Sal Singh

platonic only:

Pippa 'Pip' Fitz-Amobi

Cara Ward

Connor Reynolds

[permanentmess]

who i write for and rules

who i will write for:

peter maximoff and pietro maximoff

peter parker (any of the live action)

spencer reid

poe dameron

bucky barnes

steve harrington

cherik (ship or ship x reader)

characters i've never written but am willing to try:

eddie brock / venom

symbrock (ship + ship x reader)

matt murdock / daredevil

jake peralta

joel miller

remy lebeau / gambit

wade wilson / deadpool

logan howlett / wolverine

^poly of deadpool + wolverine x reader

peter quill / starlord

female characters from mcu, criminal minds, star wars, other hyperfixations

rules:

don't rewrite, copy, or translate any of my work on any platform. this is my hobby and i put a lot of time and care into learning to write better

i don't feel the greatest about writing smut but i will write implied smut or somewhat spicy material

any angst will likely be ended in fluff because i get too sad

no incest or age play or anything like that. no no.

all of my pieces are written with the reader + main love interest/character being an adult

i don't write real person fic (anymore), so no requests for that

i relatively write with fem!reader in mind, but i can make gender neutral work if specifically requested :)

i really only write and read x reader these days, but i am open to ships. i am also open to platonic x reader or ships (within reason)

[divine-knight-hand]

I need to keep the motivation up to actually finish this thing, so here’s a snippet from the aforementioned sex pollen fic:

And a paragraph from a little later in the fic… as a treat~

I could have been writing my silly little Peter Quill sex pollen fic right now… but I had to go and get sick.

(Self indulgent eating gif moment)

[theaawalker]

Fandoms I'll Write For

Marvel (not Iron Man, Starlord, Loki, Thor, Doctor Strange, or Hawkeye, Drax, Victor Creed, Antman, Adam Warlocke, AG's Spiderman, or Cyclops)

DCEU (not Peacemaker, Killer Croc, JL's Joker, RP's Batman, or anyone from Gotham except Jerome/Jeremiah Valeska)

Scream Queens (not Chad Radwell or Pete Martinez)

American Horror Story (only Murder House, 1984, Freakshow, and Cult)

Hunger Games (not Gale, Maymitch, President Snow, or Cato)

The Maze Runner (not Ava Paige, Jorge, or Janson)

My Little Pony

Once Upon A Time (not Hook, David, Rumple, Neal, Peter Pan, or Zelena)

Pacific Rim (not the sequel)

Twilight (not Seth, Edward, Carlyle, or Jasper)

Stranger Things (not Will Byers, Billy Hargrove, or Jim Hopper)

IT (2017, 2019, and tv series) (not Henry Bowers or Pennywise)

Jurassic Park/World (not Owen Grady or Ian Malcolm)

Jumanji (1997 & 2017)

Zathura (not the dad or robot)

Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill)

Girl, Interrupted (not Jared Leto's character)

The Black Phone (not the Grabber or Mr. Blake)

Teen Wolf (the film & series)

Equestria Girls

Teen Wolf (not Peter, Jackson, Theo, or Derek)

The Office (not Jim, Ryan, or Dwight)

Now You See Me (not Dylan Rhodes or Merritt McKinney)

Descendants (not Chad, Harry, Ben, Jay, or Carlos)

Sky High (not Zach or Speed)

Percy Jackson films (not Luke Castellan)

The Umbrella Academy (not Five)

TMNT (live action ver. only)

Dance Moms (not the final season)

Ender's Game

Wednesday (not Xavier, Tyler, or the Dean)

Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse (not Mentor Peter Parker)

Unbreakable (not Hedwig or Dennis)

Big Hero 6

The Black Mirror

Dynasty (not Culhane, Adam, or Blake)

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Spy Kids

Sharkboy & Lavagirl

Clue, Knives Out, & Glass Onion

Back to the Future (not Biff), Breakfast Club (not Bender), Sandlot, Stand By Me (not Ace Merrill), Mighty Ducks, The Outsiders (not Dally, Two-Bit, Randy, Bob, Steve, or Darry)

I’m willing to write imagines for underage characters so long as there's no romance (examples: hang out with the Losers Club at the barrens; go shopping with Eleven and Max; play baseball with Finney and Bruce). I’m allowed to deny any request and the longest I should take ever to write one is about 2 weeks. I’ll write smut, fluff, angst, poly relationships, LGBTQ+, etc. Generally most of my x readers are female unless stated otherwise.

What I won’t write-

I won’t write anything to do with rape, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, romance with anyone younger than 18, gun play, anything about poo(sexually), anything about urine(squirting is fine considering it’s not technically urine), age gaps. See guidelines for more details.

Thanks for reading❤️

A.A. Walker

[fr3akingtf0utrn]

hey! could i req a peter quill x male reader smut with sub bottom peter? the plot (if you choose to add one) doesnt matter much, but id like a lot of begging/whimpering on peters part! and some reader praising peter:)

YES. And it took me a hella long time to think of a plot but gave up and went for it. And sorry I’m going to make this short but wit some detail.

Peter Quill x Male reader

Warnings: nsfw, bottom/sub Peter, dom/top reader

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“Such a good boy, Peter..” you mumbled under your breath. Your eyes fluttered closed and let your head go down limp at the pleasure this man caused you.

The overwhelming sensation of heat between your guys’ close distant caused sweat to drip. Peter whined at one particularly hard thrust. You hips met his ass and thighs, holding him in a tight missionary position.

Peters knees nearly met his shoulders and his own face as you fucked him into the mattress. The only way he was holding it was your arms holding his legs back behind his knees giving you great access as you continued to push into him deep and fast

You know he can take it. You know how much he loved the burn.

His nails dug into your shoulder blades as yours gripped the mattress sheets. Your hamstrings burned but you kept going and going closer to the edge snapping your hips harder.

Peters groaned when your abdomen made contact with his tip and moved one of his hands to the back of your neck to pull you in.

Your lips clashed as you let his desperate neediness kick in. You let go after a moment, saliva disconnecting from your lips.

“mmm you like that don’t you, darling? How deep I’m getting from this position?” He whined into your mouth as you said that.

“I need an answer, Peter.” You state as your hips stutter to a stop, your knees dig into the mattress.

“Fuck, fuck please. I can’t. !” Peter cried out and clawed at your back. “Yes you can, say it and I’ll reward you,..” you rock back and then forth, slowly pushing in, getting deep enough to touch that bundle of nerves inside him. His legs shook.

“Yes! I love it so much! Please, y/n..” his back arched, contorting his body as well. You sit up setting his legs on your shoulders. Your hands grip into his waist and you growl.

“There you go, good boy.” Your thrusting continued at a fast past, his body slamming into yours, clapping sounds heard throughout the room.

Peter let out a loud moan, eyes rolling back. A breathy gasp escaped him as his body arched and shook, shooting all over your chest and himself. You continued chasing your orgasm as well and slammed into him.

“Fuck is’ too much, y/n-“

“You can take it—I know you can. You’re doing so good me, sugar,” You praised him between a staggered breath. You lick you top teeth and throw your head back, your eyebrows furrowing and your jaw went slack.

Your hips quicken and soon release with a guttural moan. The grip of your hands on his thighs soften but leave marks when you let go of them.

“fuck, such a good boy, you did so well..” you lean to him after slowly placing his legs down into the bed. “So, so, good,” you mumbled into his ear as you caressed his face and kissed his cheek.

Peters breathes evened out as you whispered sweet praises and hummed as replies.

You slowly get up to walk to the bathroom gathering a wet towel and water. Placing the water down on the bedside, you clean Peter up.

Wiping down his stained skin and drying the sweat off his face, along with yourself later on.

You place a pillow behind Peters hips to make him propped up so his lower back doesn’t ache when he lays curled into your side.

Laying your arm on his waist, you connect your forehead with his, closing your eyes. “I love you my starlord.”

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Hi!! I hope it’s ok to request something! I would love some soft and sweet Peter Quill x reader! Maybe first time, thigh riding, and praise kink? Feel free to add anything else! Thank u sm!!

hii angel!! I don’t really write quill much anymore and this was sent when my reqs were closed but I was nice and did it anyway, so it’s a little small. thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌 he’s so hot bye

MANSPREAD.

peter quill x fem!reader — smut

word count. 318

warnings. 18+ only. thigh riding. minors dni

Eventually, Peter had picked up on the interest you had taken to his thighs - all of your glances and touches finally connecting in his brain.

Quill was slumped back in an armchair, his legs wide, manspreading in that way he knew you always liked. And you're perched upon one of his thighs, pussy protected by the thin fabric of your underwear - the only thing between you and his jean-covered leg.

He has his hands on your waist, his forearms catching the hem of your baggy tee and revealing slithers of your tummy. His grip is loose, the palms resting on the curve as he waits for you to take lead - his hands only there for your stability.

"Just rock," he encourages, watching the uncertainty splay across your face. "Like you would if you're on top." His grasp trails lower, moving down to your hips to get a better hold. "Like that, honey," he nods, his grip helping you wind your hips. "That's it."

You wrap your hands around his wrists for support, fingers struggling to envelop the meat of them. You clumsily follow his movements, hips rocking in an unsteady rhythm. "It's not right," you faintly frown, struggling to hit the spot you need. "I can't feel it."

He readjusts his position, now sitting straight and getting closer to you. He wraps his arms around your lower back, encasing you in a light embrace as he helps you wind over his thigh. "Is that better?" he asks, peering up at you, his pretty hazels attentive as he watches your face.

You hum, closing your eyes as you nod, finally finding that sweet spot. "Yeah," you whine softly, draping your arms over his shoulders - keeping him there. 

He runs his hands down to your ass, palms flush with each cheek, fingers digging into the swell - guiding you with the rhythm. "Good, then don't stop."

[fever-daydream]

Fever-Daydream Request Rules and Information

1. At this time, I will not write smut. I am okay writing more suggestive topics and may be open to writing smut in the future, but not right now.

2. Along with smut, I will not write large age gaps, extreme gore or violence, abuse of any kind, or any stories involving hateful rhetorics towards any group of people.

3. Though I will write stories about real life people, I won’t write about ships between real life people (ex. Joshler, Frerard, etc.). I am all for shipping, but it is just not something I personally am comfortable writing.

4. All “x Reader” pairings will be “x Fem! Reader” unless a gender neutral reader is explicitly asked for. I will not write “x Masc! Reader”. This is due to the fact that I am a cis female and do not feel like I can accurately do so.

5. If you request a romantic pairing between two characters, they must both be canonically legal adults (18+). In all requests that are x reader, the reader will be at least 18 years old, even if the pairing is platonic.

6. I am a graduate student. Though I will strive to get requests done as fast as possible, I have no specific timeline that can be expected. I ask that you give me grace. Constant asking about when I will fulfill a request will result in the request being denied. If this happens multiple times, you will be blocked.

7. I have the right to deny any request if I feel uncomfortable with the subject matter and/or it does not follow the above stated rules.

These rules may be updated at any time and are not all encompassing.

Who I Write For

Movies and TV Shows

Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky

Nick “Goose” Bradshaw

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Robert “Bob” Floyd

Javy “Coyote” Machado

Twisters

Tyler Owens

Boone

Scott

Javi

Mission: Impossible (Movie Series)

Ethan Hunt

William Brandt

Star Wars Universe

Poe Dameron

Cassian Andor

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Han Solo

Finn

Bodhi Rook

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Steve Rodgers (Captain America)

Sam Wilson (Falcon/Captain America)

Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

Tony Stark (Iron Man)

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Peter Quill (Starlord)

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

Scott Lang (Antman)

T’Challa (Black Panther)

Grant Ward (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D)

Howard Stark (Agent Carter/Captain America: The First Avenger)

Loki

Thor

American Satan/Paradise City

Johnny Faust

Vic Lakota

Leo Donovan

Dylan James

Bands

Twenty One Pilots

Tyler Joseph/Clancy

Josh Dun/Torchbearer

Black Veil Brides

Andy Biersack/The Prophet

CC/The Destroyer

Lonny Eagleton/The Redeemer

Jake Pitts/The Mourner

Jinxx/The Mystic

My Chemical Romance

Gerard Way/Party Poison

Mikey Way/Kobra Kid

Frank Iero/Fun Ghoul

Ray Toro/Jet Star

Palaye Royale

Remington Leith/Aldous Blackwell

Emerson Barrett/Alan Blackwell

Sebastian Danzig/Fredrick Blackwell

If you do not see a person or character on this list, feel free to message or send me an ask! I am a fan of many things!

[crimsonv1]

Request List <33

What you can and can't request\\.

(May Change)

Movies/Etc.

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Senseless

Tim LaFlour

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Sidney Prescott

Randy

Tatum Riley

God's Of Egypt

Horus

The Amazing Spiderman

Peter Parker

Avengers

Peter Parker (Tom)

Tony Stark

Dr. Strange

Starlord

Quicksilver (X-Men)

Jurassic World

Owen Grady

Cowboy Bebop

Spike Spiegel

Faye Valentine

Demon Slayer

Giyuu Tomioka

Tanjiro Kamado

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Rengoku Kyojuro

Akaza

Inosuke Hasibira

Uzui Tengen

Sanemi

>>>>Other Characters/People

Albert Aretz (Flamingo

CoryxKenshin

Gaege Gibson (Juicy

Eduardo (EddieVR

Kurt Kunkle (Spree

Walter 'Keys' McKeys (Free Guy

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things

Charley Brewster //original ver. (FORGOT..💀

Dennis Rafkin (13 ghosts)

Shaggy

Brock Hudson (She's all That)

<<<<Actors

Matthew Lillard

Joe Keery

Andrew Garfield

added

Hobart Brown (Hobie

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy (Emma Stone's or spiderverse

Pavitr (spiderverse

Dennis Nash (99 homes)

Roderick Heffley

Prompts}

Will

Nsfw/Smut

Platonic

LGBTQ (I'm bi😍😍😍🤭🤭

K1nks

Possible Kidnapping (No r4p3/ sa ...😾

Will NOT

Scat (No. 😧

•P1ss k!n. (No 😞😞

R4p3 (NO 😨..

SA 😨

[buckys-zomdoll]

Ultimate Chris

1940s Au

“You’ve never once abandoned logic for passion?”

Prison Au

Captain America -  Word Count: 3810 lyrics included Pairings: Sparrow(ofc) x Steve Rogers, mentions of Raven (ofc) x Bucky Barnes Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut, 18+

Trapped in Another Dimension

“Exactly like Footloose. Is it still the greatest movie in history?”

King! Steve Rogers

“I think it’s great. An elite force of women warriors.”

Bodyguard!Owen Grady

Murder Mystery

Thor Odinson

Idiots to Lovers

Free Space - Fandom The Gray Man -  Word Count: 2,325  Pairings: Lloyd Hansen x OFC  Warnings: blood, torturing, shooting, guns, stabbing, fighting, non consensual touching, forced kissing, mentions of masturbation, violence, sex, Daddykink, consensual breath play/choking

Apocalyptic Event

MIB Au

Office Romance

“Don’t do anything stupid until I get back.”

Stripper!Stone Crandall

Starlord

Military Au

Western Au

Jurassic Au

“If they’re shooting at you, they’re bad.”

True Love’s Kiss

“I tried to make ramen in the coffee pot and I broke everything.”

[tilda-rothery]

For the ask game:

😂☀️❓️

😂 Funniest comment someone's left? 'Yes yes give me more I hope you get rain when you sleep and your pillow is cold' from Starlord on Temptation (frustration). Otherwise, all the comments left where readers tell me they've read my smut-shots at work or in a public place, I always get a chuckle out of these!

☀️ All the comments I get on my works make my day! I'm not the most confident person and I second guess every word I write (as you know), so it's always nice knowing there's at least one person who's enjoyed reading my stuff. As my writing buddy I always look forward to your thoughts on my latest chapters on Sandbox, and @ginnyjyng's comments always make me smile. My favourite comment though was from Grellsama on You struck a chord 'Hands down, this is one of the most beautiful pieces I've ever read! And the part where you described Lesso playing the piano was so emotional and touching, especially because I myself have been playing the piano since I was four and it's very important to me.' I have little knowledge about music and piano, so this comment meant a lot 😊

❓Alternate summary:

The constant interruptions were becoming tedious, she'd have to do something about it soon, before her amorous intent turned murderous.

I suck at summaries 😂✌️