#Steven Grant reader

[melodygatesauthor]

Steven Grant - Yandere Edition - Random Horny Thots #1 - Claiming

NSFW - NON-CON WARNING - Virgin Reader

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Steven's been watching you for a long time, so imagine his excitement when he finally has you tied up, wrists stuck to the headboard and your mouth wrapped in duct tape. You're crying so hard while he's pressing himself against your tight and never broken entrance. He's prodding gently, feeling the resistance of your hole. His eyes are crazed with excitement. A trickle of drool is spilling down his chin.

"Oh love, no one's been in here before have they?" His face turned into an affectionate smile, "you've been savin' y'self just f'me? Darling, that makes me feel so special."

You're crying, and internally begging him to let you go, but he doesn't seem to care...or maybe he likes it.

He has the fat, bulbous tip of his cock in here. He can feel it stretch a little, and your screams get a little louder. He bites his lip, trying to contain his excitement. He pushes forward, feeling the way your tight hole gives out and tears around him. You shriek again, sobs getting heavier as you struggle.

"Now, now love. You're alright, shhhh," he grabs your hips tightly and leans in, kissing your tearstained cheeks.

Steven's enjoying it so much, listening to your little cries, but even more than that he enjoys the way your blood is painting his cock when he looks down at where your bodies are joined. He’s surprised at how wide he’s split you open, seeing your little pussy lips gripping around his cock so tightly. It’s almost too tight, but it feels so fucking good. You cry again; fresh sobs falling down your cheeks and soaking the pillow under your head.

“S’alright love, I know…” He leans forward, reaching his arms around your back and pulling you close, kissing just below your earlobe softly. “I’m happy too, so happy that you’ve given this to me. What a gift you are.”

He shudders, feeling such a sense of pride for being the only man to have you, and the only man to make you sound like this. You were crying tears of joy, he knew it had to be true. The noises were too good to be anything else. Of course you were a little pained, but it would feel better soon. You were meant to take him, it had to feel good.

He leaned back, lifting the backs of your legs and pushing your knees up by your head. He could see you all spread out now. He could watch your cunt swallowing around him. He could see the blood all over his length. He could hear you screaming louder in this new position, this tighter position.

“That’s it love, feels good dunnit? Yeah, bet it does. You like a bit of pain don’t you?”

All he can hear other than your muffled cries is the wetness between both of your bodies. Your cunt and his cock are drenched in fluids; a cocktail made up of your arousal, blood, and his precum, which you were certain he had a steady stream of since he started his assault.

When Steven comes, it’s messy, and he’s squeezing you so hard you think you might suffocate. His body is shaking, breath huffing out in sharp, short gusts, and he’s telling you how lucky you are to have someone like him giving you his all. No one else will ever love you like he can, and no one else will ever care for you the way he does.

“There love…” he says, wiping away your tears, “now you’re all mine. Molded your little cunt to fit around me perfectly.”

And with that, you belong to him, forever and always…

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[romanarose]

Why Did You Stop?

Steven Grant x Gn!reader

Romana's 1000 follower celebration

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requested by @soonknight

"hi romana, congrats on 1000! you deserve it and I love your writing! I wanted to send you a request but I'm on a side blog and hate doing anons... I'd love to see a drabble with steven and "why'd you stop?" I'm just in the mood for some fluff tonight, idk. thanks!"

Summary: While locked out of your apartment, your neighbor, Steven, kindly let's you stay over at his flat that night.

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"Excuse me, are you alright?"

You wake up to a pretty sight; Steven Grant, your neighbor, waking you.

And the blinding hall lights. Those were annoying.

"Oh, hey Steven." You smile at him sitting up.

"Everything okay? I'm sorry to wake you, love, but I was just worried."

"Y-yeah, yeah I'm fine. I just locked myself out of my apartment is all. Sleeping out here for tonight."

The look of horror on his face make you giggle. "Oh god, no! Why didn't you knock on my door? I'm glad I ordered some late dinner" He held up his take out. "C'mon, up you go" Steven began to hoist you off the couch, even picking up your coat that you were using as a blanket. "Can't believe you didn't come see me. Absolutely ridicules, as if I don't have a perfectly good apartment just across the hall for you to sleep in."

Steven continued to murmur about how you were always welcome over as he set you up on the couch you were all to familiar with after arguing with him over who was going on the bed. You simply refused, you would not disrupt the poor man's sleep. He needed it! Plus, he had a whole ruetine.

You'd been around Steven and his apartment enough that he felt he no longer had to hide the sand and chain and duck tape from you, all the times you came over to watch movie's this last month you saw his place just as it was, mess and quirks in all. You liked that he trusted you with it.

Soon enough, you found yourself bundled up on the couch with the neighbor you'd been sporting a crush on since forever, and as usual, your bodies were pressed up close with Steven laying on your lap. It wasn't long until he fell asleep on you, just as you suspected he would. Steven almost always did, needing his rest so badly, so you'd taken to lulling him to sleep yourself by gently scratching his scalp, massing your fingers through his beautiful thick curls. If he didn't wake by the end of the movie, you would try to make a quiet exit and leave him on the couch with a blanket. Tonight, you were hoping he'd wake eventually so you could send him to bed, but for now you took the time to simple admire him. He real was handsome, so, so handsome it was nearly painful, your heart aching for him, to touch him, to be with him... but if you told Steven that, would you lose moments like this? moments when you felt so comfortable, so safe, so at peace... you'd miss it all so much.

"Why'd you stop?" Steven's voice was soft and small below you, and it's then you realize his eyes open, watching you watching him...

"Oh! Oh sorry, Steven" You go back to scratching him, but he keeps looking up at you, his brown eyes large and gentle.

"You looked sad, darling. Anything wrong?"

"No, Steven, nothings wrong"

He didn't believe you. Steven sat up, his face close to yours. "No, somethings on your mind. What is it?"

Still, you hesitate. You could tell him... but you could also ruin it all. "Well... I was just thinking... and... and you can say no and I don't want this to ruin our friendship but... maybe I could take you on a date sometime?" You held your breath.

Steven's face was unreadable besides surprise. "You... you want to go on a date? With me?"

You couldn't help wringing your hands together. "Yes? I mean, if you want to. If you want to remain just friends then that's-" You were interrupted by the most unlikely of events. Steven Grant kissed you.

His lips on yours, you relax into him, opening your mouth slightly for the kiss to deepen just a bit. Nothing salacious, nothing raunchy, simply you and Steven feeling your passion for one another.

"Darling, I'd love to go on a date with you. But I'm taking you."

You smile at your sweet Steven, so beautiful and so kind. He was finally yours.

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This is inspired by the time during winter break i got locked out of my dorm bc I lost my keys at work and a kind coworker drove me home and i was able to get into the building bc my student ID by not my dorm room. The RA n duty never answered my damn call. I was mad. lol. anyway i didn't let it get me down, i made due and slept on a couch and was greatful i had a warm place to sleep in the -30 temps but Fen actually gave me this idea for Stevenw hen I told them about it XD

thanks for everyone being patient on these, my anxiety ha been like. severe. i dont want to be dramatic but it's been bad bad bad all summer and im honestly struggling. I appriciate the patience and the understanding that i gotta do it when inspiration strikes and im feeling it.

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[boredzillenial]

Day 17: of @flightlessangelwings fawktober!

Steven accidentally discovers a new kink with you.

Themes: SoftDom!Steven, praise kink, f!reader, established relationship, bit of Somnophilia - oral (Steven receiving), pinv, creampie

Morning light filters through the open shades as you wake. You stretch and turn to see your sweet boyfriend sleeping soundly. Though you’d moved in for a month now your heart still flutters when you see Steven like this. Curls tousled across his forehead and lashes resting against his cheeks.

As your gaze grazes over him you notice the tenting of the sheets around his cock and hear soft whimpers escaping his lips. You continue watching, enjoying his little sounds till you hear him moan your name and roll his hips. Your resolve to sit back and watch snaps in that instant and you slowly pull the sheets back.

His cock springs free with copious amounts of precum smeared across his soft stomach. Heat pools in your core as his girth pulses and jumps, desperate for touch. You shift slowly over him and glide your tongue from the base of his length to the leaking tip, earning you a wrecked groan and sending Steven writhing. You take him into your mouth and work him deeper and deeper until he nearly hits the back of your throat.

“S-sweetheart?” He stammers, his breathes already ragged as he comes to with your mouth around him. You swirl your tongue around his tip then take him deeper again. He leans his head back, neck straining in what you could only assume as his attempt to hold back his release.

“S-so good.” Steven shudders as your mouth works over his length. “Such a good girl ah-“ he whimpers as you moan around him. That moment of praise sending lightning through your nerves as the vibration sent a shiver up his back. “O-oh shit,” he gently pulls you off him, your lips giving a soft pop as you come up and smirk. He returns it with a sleepy smile of his own as he caresses your cheek. He quirks up a brow and squints a bit as his soft gaze peers into yours, as if he’s searching for something. He smiles and pulls you forward, soft warm lips meeting yours as his hands caress your sides.

Your hand comes up to grip around his girth and you start to stroke until his stops your movement. “Already been so sweet to me love.” He says against your lips. “I wanna make you feel good.” He nips your bottom lip playfully and shifts until your back lands against the mattress.

“But I was gonna -“ he stops your protest with a rare stern gaze. You put your hands up in surrender as surprise lights up your grin. “Yes sir.” You giggle.

His voice drops into something a bit rougher, “Good girl.” His words sent your mind swimming in a lusty haze as you work hard to keep still. Your minute squirms are exactly the tell he’s looking for. “Oh someone like that huh?” He grinned.

You shrug as nonchalantly as you can. “I guess.”

“No no don’t do that. You can be honest with me love. I won’t tease you like Jake would you know that.” His hands stroke up your thighs and pulls them open, rubbing slow circles around your sensitive bud. “And if he tries to tease you later I’ll handle it.” You bite your lip to stifle your moan as your hips move in time with his caresses.

“P-promise?” You ask in a soft shaky tone, the hint of embarrassment melting away with every stroke of Stevens thumb.

“ ‘Course.” His thumb presses a bit harder and his movements roughen as your breathing changes. “Tell me what you want.” He says softly.

“Wanna feel you.” You groan. He follows your plea immediately. Taking your ankles and placing them on his shoulders as he lines the fat tip of his length against you.

He begins rolling his hips to work into you but loses control and slides to the hilt in one go. Your mewls and whimpers stir something deep in his heart as you writhe against the stretch of him. “Take it for me, know you can.” Your legs tremble as he leans forward, pushing further still into your heat as he adjusts to a new angle.

“Steven, baby, please I -“ your hands grip onto his arms as your walls flutter around him.

“You’re doin’ so good.” He trembles, dark curls furling over his brow as he ruts into you. “So good f’ me.” Your core tightens around him at his praise earning you another groan. “Fuckin’ hell.” He squeezes his eyes shut and slows down. “Gonna make me cum before you do. Can’t have that.” His breathy laugh sending butterflies through you as he stops, remaining fully seated in your pussy.

He leans back, keeping your legs where they are pressed against his torso but opening you up to reach your clit. “Need you to come for me darling. I know you can do it.” His touch is once again firm on your aching clit. The combination of the stretch of him buried deep in you and the quick movements across your bundle of nerves has your orgasm crashing over you before you realize it. “Such a good girl, know you can give me one more.” His touch doesn’t slow and overstimulation begins shooting lightning through your nerves.

“Steven!” You cry out and reach for his wrist to slow his movements. He only take your hand with his other and intertwines his fingers.

“Shh, just one more.” He starts to churn his hips in time with his thumb. Your whimpers and moans fill the cluttered flat space as your second orgasm comes crashing over you. “Good girl that’s it.” Your legs shudder as he slowly moves them to wrap around his waist. “Just breathe love I’ve got you.” He whispers as he leans in, slotting his lips against yours.

You wrap your arms around him and hug him against you as he pumps his cock into your soaking channel. “Gonna take it for me? Gonna hang on tight and take my cum?” He whispers against your lips as his hips begin to stutter.

“Yes, fuck Steven fill me please.” You groan into his mouth as you kiss him again. Between the roll of his hips and the eagerness of his tongue as it slides into your mouth you were edging close to your third climax. “Please, please.” You plead between kisses.

“You beg, s-so well darling.” His breaths come in pants as he loses control again. “Gods, so good f’me.” The final praise has you crashing in time with him. His cock pulses thick ropes into your fluttering pussy as you cling to one another.

You nestle your face into the crook of his neck as his hips slow to a stop. You relish in the feeling of his girth continuing to pulse cum into you as his breathing slows. “T-thank you.” You whisper into his tanned skin as you hug him tightly.

He peppers your face with kisses drawing out giggles from you. “Anything for my good girl.”

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[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

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[itshelia]

My mom to her friends, my aunts, and literally everyone she knows: Yeah, my kid is so smart. She is on her phone a lot of the time, but it's not like you guys think, She is not like how kids nowadays are, She reads a lot of books on her phone!!

Me, a fanfic reader who can survive off nothing but just words and day dreams herself to sleep:

[mymoonsight]

Reposting a comment I made on a post and adding to it

x Reader fics need to handle writing “reader” better sometimes

As a 6ft afab person who’s built like a man and has never been super feminine and has a more unique haircut that’s shorter I hate to read about “readers” petite, small, pale body and her “long flowy straight hair”, etc.

Reader is meant to be ambiguous!! And if it’s important to the plot please mention it at the beginning!!! If it’s not important to the plot why is it being included???

Some people who are reading may be tall, fat, skinny, short, or even somewhere in between. The readers could have a hijab, 4c hair, locks, braids, long hair, short hair, wavy, no hair and even more.

Stop making all readers so sweet and innocent, I want a reader who’s petty and sassy sometimes. I’ve noticed also that so many readers are either too baby to do anything or over powered.

Personally I also hate reading about obviously toxic men and relationships that the reader goes back to because they are “so in love”, like no please let me deck that sucker and leave them in the dust and be happier.

Also, if you label your post with the tag “___ x reader” or titled with “___ x reader” and then make descriptions and then ADD A NAME!!! It’s not an x reader fic and I heavily want to block you.

Edit:

Hey hello! I just wanted to add that I heavily respect and love fic writers! So many have a talent that I will never reach or have and I appreciate your content being put out at all! I made this post as a 5 am ramble and was half delirious lol

People can write as they please and I’ll ignore it if I’m not interested or I’ll make slight internal edits to fit me if I am

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“not all men”

you’re right, my favorite fictional character would never.

[thatboisus]

yall ever read a fanfic so majestic it completely altered your entire life

[ilovelosermen69]

Girls when he does the bare minimum in fanfiction

[melodygatesauthor]

Taking the Moon Boys Dancing

Moon Boys x gn!Reader

I had these thoughts while driving the other day and had to get it out.

You want to go out dancing, and this is how it goes getting each one to go:

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, fluffy, comfort fic, cute

Marc:

Doesn’t know why you even would ask him. He thought it was obvious he’s not the dancing type.

Goes because you begged like really really hard.

Looks really well dressed for someone who doesn’t want to go.

“Wow, you are just stunning, baby.” You look so good in your outfit that he contemplates fucking you into the mattress instead of going dancing.

Isn’t very talkative on the ride over because he’s thinking about ways to not embarrass himself when he gets there, and ways to get out of actually dancing.

He really likes seeing how happy and excited you are to be there.

You have determined that if someone threw a broomstick on the dance floor it would have more rhythm than Marc Spector does.

Marc is only willing to suffer a little embarrassment for the sake of hearing your giggle while he dances before he makes you agree to ONLY slow dancing.

His hands are down a little too low on your waist during slow dances. You don’t mind.

Will definitely kiss you at the end of each dance.

Steven:

Can’t believe you would ask him, he thought for sure you would be too embarrassed to bring him dancing out in public. Is low key very excited to go.

Gets really nervous trying to decide what to wear. Settles for matching his outfit to yours to be safe.

Cannot form a coherent sentence after seeing you in your outfit, but you’ve learned how to speak “Steven” very fluently and you kiss his reddened cheeks along with giving him a thank you for the compliment.

Cannot and does not stop talking on the ride over.

Your excitement and his are matched, you’re looking forward to having such a good time with him.

Steven is the worst dancer you’ve ever seen but he is having the time of his life and you love to see it. His smile is beaming.

It feels like grade school dancing again when he has his hands placed far too respectfully high on your waist and doesn’t pull you too close.

You have to literally physically force him bend his elbows so you can get closer to him.

Only steps on your toes 3 times. Nearly gets on his knees to kiss them better because he feels so bad.

You have to initiate, but he’s so happy when you kiss him after each slow dance. You have to snap him out of his dreamy gaze after each one.

Jake:

“Mi amor, of course I’ll go dancing with you.” He would then kiss your hand seductively followed by a wink.

Is always well dressed so doesn’t even have to try, but spends an extra minute in the mirror adjusting his tie.

Does fuck you into the mattress after seeing you in your outfit despite your initial protests about having to fix yourself up again after.

Afterward you determine that fixing yourself up a second time was a fair trade for the D.

Doesn’t talk much on the way over because he is thinking about which moves he wants to show off most. He’s looking forward to trying to impress you.

Is hands down the best dancer of the boys. You didn’t realize he could dance so well.

You actually have to ask him to stop showing off and dance with you.

During the slow dance his hands are squeezing your rear, and he is pressing himself against you the entire time.

You’re a little surprised that he’s got a hard on after the pre-dance fucking.

Forget kissing at the end of the slow dances, he has been full open mouth kissing you since the song started. If you two weren’t clothed you would’ve been having sex in public.

Will be fucking you again when you get home.

[romanarose]

On Top Of the World

Steven Grant X Reader

Summary: Steven plans a nice date for you

Based on a request from @minigirl87 IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER IM A BAD WRITER I KNOOOOOOW

Warnings: Not much, its pretty soft. Little hints at soft dom Steven, illusions to smut, little bit smutty but the gist happens off screen, playful choking (you'll see what I mean)

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“Come on, I have a surprise for you.” Steven pulled on your hand, grinning as he dragged you up the stairwell of his building.

“Steven! Where are we going” You ask, giggling.

“The roof!”

“Are you going to kill me?”

“You’ll have to see”

“Steven!” You squeak as Steven stops at the top, right before the door, and turns around to hold you, nuzzling his face in your neck.

He teases. “I’m not going to kill you.” 

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Wrapping your arms around his thick waist, you hug him. “Really? I thought for sure you had another of my shit”

“Hmmm” Steven pretends to reconsider. “You did text us asking if we’d still love you if you were a worm… again…” Steven slides his hand up and around your throat, not squeezing hard, just a gentle reminder of his dominance.

“I promise I’ll stop!!” You can’t help but laugh as he turns you, pressing you up against the wall, pressing his body to your, squeezing you; but there was a soft smile on his face.

“If you were a worm I’d make you a terrarium and read you books every night” Steven kissed you roughly, before taking pressure off your body and going to the door. “Come along, darling.”

Steven opened the door and you couldn’t help but gasp a bit at what he set up for you. There was a little table and chairs with food set up for you, fairy lights set up that twinkled in the darkness against pink tool along the walls of the roof. Music was playing, string music and- it was violin covers of your favorite music? How did you get so lucky?

“Oh Steven…” You turn to look at him, at a loss for words. “All this for me?”

Steven took you into his arms, holding you lovingly. “All this for you, my love, you deserve it and so much more.”

“It’s beautiful, Steven…” You’re gaze drifts from his face to the city under you. “From all the way up here, everything looks so different.” 

Steven nodded. “Marc likes it up here, on the roofs. He’s up on them a lot when he’s patrolling the city, but I know he finds it peaceful.”

Peaking out as much as you could over the high walls, you try to look at the city to see what Marc sees, but you couldn’t see much.

Steven presses up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and swaying a bit. “Would you like to see the city how we do?”

Turning around in his arms, you look up at him hopefully. “Can I?”

Steven nodded. “Yeah, I’ll hold onto you, and if anything happens, I have the suit, and I promise you’ll be safe.” 

You grin at him brightly. “Yes please!!” You start jumping excitedly, making Steven laugh. 

“Okay, but none of that.” He references your jump.

Stopping dead in your place, you stand straight as a soldier, saluting. “Yes sir”

Steven had a cheeky look on his face and lightly smacked your ass. “Good girl.”

With the suit summoned, but face showing, Steven jumped up on the wall, reaching his hand out to you and pulling you up with ease. Steven’s arms were tight around you, assuring there was so way you’d fall, safe and secure in your lover's arms that you gripped so tightly. The city was bright and colorful beneath you, loud and lively and yet so distant; you could see why Marc found peace up here, even among the chaos. Slowly, you let go of your grip on Steven’s strong arms, opening your yourself to spread your arms out wide, knowing your love had you.

“I’m on top of the world!!” You shout, the bright, clear moonlight illuminating the world beneath you.

Vaguely, you register someone in a building yelling at you to ‘shut the fuck up, bitch’ and you can’t help but bend over in a fit of giggles. Steven laughs to, loud and bright, but stops when all the laughs cause you both to wobble. After steadying you, Steven scoops you up bridal style and jumps down to the roof top again, going several feet in the air before heading down; you felt that was just for you, how way of showing off what he could do, what he was capable of, the power he held… and it worked.

“Steven, sweetie?” You spoke softly, holding tight onto Steven as he set you down so he wouldn’t let go off you.

He didn’t.“Yes, darling?” 

You kiss him, deep and harsh and with as much tongue as you can get, inexplicably turned on by his sweet gesture and display of power. Steven returned the kiss just as hungrily as he pulled you down to the roof floor, the suit starting to disappear.

“Suit stays on” You say, breathless as Steven kissed dark marks into your neck.

With a devious smile, the suit reformed, but not his mr. knight suit this time.

“And just what are you planning to do with that suit, Mr. Grant.” You tease, reaching a hand down to feel his erection that the material did fuck-all to hide.

Steve grabbed both of your hands in one of his and held them above your head, pinned to the cool concrete, the wrappings slowly extending to wrap around your wrists. “I’m going to make sure you behave, little one. Can you do that for me?” Steven cocked his brow at you in the way that always made your stomach warm.

With a smile that said you were lying, you nod. “Yes sir.”

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This was kinda funny for me to write bc the last time i wrote a scene with the top f stevens roof, it was hella dramatic (sunshine starlight sweetheart brightside readers know what i mean lmfao)

Anyway enjoy some soft steven!!!!

@welcometostayingawake @in-between-the-cafes @writingforcurrentobsessions2 @luciannadraven33 @jake-g-lockley

[boredzillenial]

Stronger Than I Look

Summary: You and your coworker Steven are doing inventory late at night. Being a bigger girl you hadn’t worked up the courage to make a move. But an artifact hidden amongst the trinkets in stock changes things.

Themes: self conscious plus sized female reader, lil bit of Marc, sex pollen, oral (f!receiving), p in v no condom (wrap it up irl y’all).

Word Count: 2106

Authors note: horniness inspiration from this @minispidey fic

“I still can’t believe Donna is still keeping these.” Steven tutted showing you an Innead poster. “It’s missing two gods and she just doesn’t care.” He huffed.

“She’s the worst.” You chuckle as you continue to scan the miniature god statues in-front of you.

“And she won’t even give me a shot at tour guide cause I’m always bloody late.” Steven sets the poster down and walks over to the other side of the counter, setting his elbows down and putting his head in his hands.

You heart picks up pace at his nearness, self consciously adjusting your oversized sweater. You’d taken a chance on a sweater/skirt combination that flattered your figure. But that nagging in the back of your mind always grew louder when Steven was near. “What’s got you running late so often?” You ask, keeping your gaze down on your task.

“M-…” he begins but then hesitates and looks at his reflection in the counter, weird. “M-my sleep schedule is just off. Insomnia and all.” He blushes and turns away from you.

I could help with that. You think to yourself cheekily as you raise a brow and admire the view of him from behind.

He steps a few paces to halfheartedly look over the bins of knickknacks collecting dust on shelves. Picking things up at random and turning them in his hands as if he’s closely inspecting them. You see his gaze flicker to his reflection in the glass of an old display next to him and his brows furrow. As you watch he looks down at the item in his hand, what looked to be a replica of an elegant glass perfume bottle yellowed with age. He turned it over in his hands and held it closer to his face. Then suddenly jolted and stared at his reflection again, his face flashing with a bit of panic like a kid caught in the cookie jar.

“Steven?” Your voice came out louder than expected in the silence of the storage room. Steven jolted again, this time dropping the bottle shattering it across the concrete floor. His gasped and a ruddy blush bloomed across his face.

“No no no.” He panicked and backed away from the glass.

“It’s alright,” you grab the broom from the corner of the room beside you, “it’s just glas-“

Steven threw his hand up as his gaze remained locked on the mess on the floor. The fear in his eyes flashing as if you were about to step on a mine. “Don’t!” His breathing began to shorten till he was nearly gasping.

“Steven, are you having a panic attack?” You step away from the glass and begin to make your way around to him.

“No no please, just, stay away.” His eyes were wide with panic and his pupils blown. His jaw flexed as he shook his head. “Stay away.” His voice darkened into something you hadn’t recognized before, the gravel in it accentuated the loss of his accent.

“Steven it’s okay.” You say softly as you take a step back. “I’ll get this cleaned up later then just, take a breath.” He began shivering and shaking his head and, to your shock, slapped himself. “Don’t!” You instinctively lunged forward to grip his wrist, stopping him from dealing another blow across his cheek. His skin was hot under your touch and you could feel how deadly still he had become. He muttered something under his breath as you kept his wrist in your grip.

“What?” You asked softly.

His gaze snapped up to lock with yours, the gravel remaining and his eyes dark. “Run.”

What you saw sent lighting through your body, landing straight to your core. Along with the deep red blush and dark eyes, sweat beaded at his temples and something between a smile and a snarl played at his lips. You didn’t need to be told twice as you turned and bolted down the dim hallway. You heard crashing and could’ve swore you heard him yell at himself as you ran.

“- got this! Why store it here you twit! —- scared her senseless!”

You run as best you can in your skirt as you turned and made it to the bathroom. You quickly barricaded the door and took a breath. What the hell was that…

You soon heard footsteps outside and a soft knock on the door. “It’s me, sorry if I scared ya. Wasn’t myself.” You heard the shake in his voice.

“Steven?”

“Yeah, can you open the door?” He said softly.

You were torn, something was off. But this was the man you’d been crushing on for weeks, and his voice was so soft. You cracked the door open to see his face, his blown pupils and sweaty temple remaining but the dark look in his eye and the snarl that was on his lips was gone. “Steven what’s going on.” You open the door a bit wider, reaching out and touching his burning forehead.

“Gods that can’t be good, come here.” You open the door completely and turn to the row of sinks. Cutting on the cold water you wave Steven to come closer. His steps were shaky and you could see his chest rising and falling unevenly. “Steven are you-“

Your question was cut off my his lips slamming against yours, the slight pain and surprise jolted you back. “Steven!” You gasped and covered your mouth with your hand, your eyes wide.

“Sorry I just,” that deep red tinge remained and his eyes scoured over your curvaceous figure. “You’re so lovely and -“

“What?” You whisper, unable to process what you just heard.

“I - I’ve fancied you since you started and-“ it was your kiss that interrupted him this time. Your pulse skyrocketing as excitement and arousal pushed you into him. You curled your fingers around his collar and pulled him against you.

The whimper that let loose from him nearly made your knees buckle right then and there. “So good” he gasped between kisses and pushed you until your rear pressed against the counter. His hands roamed down your waist and began gripping onto your soft hips and thighs. “Need you to-“ he quickly moved your arms up around his shoulders. “Hang on love.” In a flash he wrapped his arms around your thighs and lifted you onto the counter.

“Oh gods.” You giggled “Steven how did you-”

“Stronger than I look.” He winked and spread your legs, settling himself between them and pressing into you. His hips began to roll and buck as his tongue slipped into your mouth. Illicit groans echoed against the mirrors and tile and you hoped they weren’t escaping beyond the bathroom door.

He continue to kiss and lick into your mouth, pulling away only for a brief moment to push your skirt up above your soft belly. “Can I?” His eyes drop to your exposed wet panties, “please.” He pants, nipping at your bottom lip.

Heat crept up your chest and neck as you looked down at yourself. You tried to adjust your skirt back down but Steven had spread his hands across your stomach and gripped it gently. “You’re so beautiful, why ya hidin’?” He nuzzled your nose with his. His body shaking with desire as he gripped onto his last bit of sanity.

“Just a bit self conscious.” You did your best to meet his gaze.

“Oh love, lemme show you how beautiful you are.” He dropped to his knees and you felt the heat of his breath spread across your covered mound. In one swift motion he ripped your panties away, licking his kiss swollen lips and, fuck it looked like he was nearly drooling at the sight of you. “So beautiful.” He whimpered as he buried his face into your core.

Your gasp echoed as you laced your fingers through his hair and gripped hard, eliciting a groan that vibrated through your cunt. “Fuck Steven you don’t have to-“ you stammered, embarrassment rising as he kneaded your soft thighs and stomach.

He pulled away just a bit, his lips, chin, and even nose were glistening where he’d buried his face into you. “Don’t have to?”

“I just wanna make sure you can breath.” The excuse felt like ash in your mouth as you said it.

“I can do without air, I can’t do without this.” His words were a near growl as he buried his face again. His tongue diving and working into you, swirling around your clit. You bit your lip so hard you were surprised it wasn’t bleeding as you tried to stifle your yelp. He was eating you out like a man starved.

“Fuck I’m gonna-“ you began to cry. His grip became bruising as he picked up the pace to send you crashing through your orgasm. His tongue was relentless as you began to jolt from the overstimulation. “Steven please.” You whimper, using your grip in his hair to pull him off you.

When he looked up at you, those blown out pupils and pussy drunk smirk send your heart skittering. He stood slowly and you spotted the wet spot growing in his trousers. “Steven did you?”

“ ‘Course I did. How could I not.” He leaned in, sliding his tongue past your lips. The taste of your orgasm and his own mouth mixing deliciously. He began rolling his hips against you again, this time the wet fabric of his pants giving you a bit of friction against your exposed pussy. You could feel the heat of his cock and the shear size of it pressing against you driving you to grind back against him.

Your orgasm loosened your self consciousness a tad and you pulled him harder against you by the waistband of his pants. His hands met yours as he frantically freed himself. Cum coated his thick length as he sprang free. “Please-“ you squeaked but it was all you managed to say before he sank into you, his cum mixing with the aftermath of your own orgasm helping him glide despite the stretch.

You groaned breathlessly and held him close to you as he began pounding into you, the sound of your body’s ramming into one another now added to the symphony of grunts, groans and whimpers from the both of you. His tousled curls fell forward on his fever-dampened brow as he buried deeper into you. “Fuck love I’m gonna-“ his whimper cut into a groan as he clenched his jaw and pulsed and jolted.

“Yes baby just like that.” You say shakily. You continue to cling onto him, using your legs to wrap him tight against you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck as his hot breath came in pants.

“Oh darling, ‘m still so hard.” He groans and begins moving his hips in slow long strokes. “Ah, right love - gonna fill you up.” He huffed as his hands gripped onto your plump hips and ass. “So soft, so lovely.” He cooed as he kissed your neck. He rolled his hips to get as deep as his could. Once he was down to the hilt he continued rutting into you, grinding himself against your clit.

The added stimulation sent your walls fluttering and Steven into another bout of whimpers and groans. “Oh you like that yeah?” He continued, sending you gasping and clinging onto him like a life preserver in a stormy sea. The motion of his hips threatening to send you under the waves. In just a few strokes you were seeing stars, your world narrowed on only him.

“Oh shit-“ he gasped and came deep inside you once again, filling you to the brim as you felt it begin to spill down your ass onto the counter. “Thank you, oh thank you.” He huffed as he wrapped his arms around you, remaining deep as his cock pulsed and slowly softened. You couldn’t help but giggle as he continued. “Y-you laughin’ at me?” He pulled away to look you in the eye, his blush subsiding and eyes back to normal with a smile playing at the edge of his lips.

“No no, just, this whole thing.” You covered your face with your hands attempting to stifle your giggle. “Hard to believe.”

“Hey, don’t say that.” He said softly, pulling your hands down slowly and pressing his forehead against yours. “Would you- would you let me take you on a proper date?” He held your gaze.

You looked down where you were still connected, letting out a light chuckle. You nuzzled your nose against his and pushed the curls from his face, “Of course.”

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me @ y/n when they do something i’d never do:

like babe this isn’t us ?? get it together

[corinthianism]

corinthianism's fic recs

here are my personal favorite fanfics! idk how often i'll update this, but i hope you like them as much as i do :) *indicates smut

last updated: march 26, 2024

MARVEL

loki laufeyson - from the void, with love — by whirlybirbs (my fav fanfic of all time!!! i think about this fic several times in a day bro) - riptide — by starks-hero - the tailor* (series) — by birdofhermes (ao3) - time after time (series) — by goldencherriess (ao3) - a friend from work — by cozy_the_overlord (ao3)

thor odinson - god of fertility* (request) — by charnelhouse - highway don't care (but i do, i do)* (part one, part two, part three) — by spacelabrathor

peter parker (andrew garfield) - agree to disagree — by delicate-dorothea - nerdy peter (request) — by webslingingslasher - good boy x bad girl trope (request) — by webslingingslasher - hold you here, my loveliest friend* — by p3mybeloved - your friendly neighborhood sensitive spider* — by jin0 - glad you're home — by withahappyrefrain - the mechanics of a soul — by irndad - 3 is the magic number* — by withahappyrefrain - crush — by ptersparkers - as it goes — by forever-rogue - here comes the sun (part one, part two, part three) — by withahappyrefrain - stability, reciprocity, and a romance for the ages (series) — by privateanxieties (ao3 - need an account to read)

steven grant (moon knight) - hold me close — by stormkobra-5 - gift of min* — by astroboots - puzzles* — by stormkobra-5 - first time* — by luvpedropascal - domestic adonis* — by peterman-spideyparker - where it starts — by silversweetpea - fallen from heaven, grown on earth* (series) — by davosmymaster (ao3) - call me poe* — by kittyfandom (ao3) - elemental — by batsingotham (ao3) - the boy with the thorn in his side — by eating_flowers (ao3)

marc spector (moon knight) - not him — by loud-mouth-loser - it's worth it, it's divine* — by the-archxr - i'm getting to know someone — by davosmymaster (ao3)

wade wilson (deadpool) - tea and sympathy (series) — by bucketsoffrogs (ao3)

SHERLOCK (BBC)

sherlock holmes - your hidden strength — by okay-j-hannah - sublime dexterity* (part one, part two) — by daydreamtofiction - literally everything by starks-hero

SUPERNATURAL

sam winchester - playing house (part one, part two) — by uncouth-the-fifth - baby i'll stay (heaven can wait) — by uncouth-the-fifth - move over.* — by ggwritesstuff - where's your head at?* — by beau55515 - birthdays: sam winchester style* — by karleekarma (ao3) - the comforts of home — by zepskies - under the hood* — by shawslut

dean winchester - whether you like it or not — by kbeautimous (ao3) - reading you wrong — by zepskies - cherished — by thatonewriter15 (ao3) - soft touch — by wearywinchester - i love her, that's why* — by kaleldobrev - drivin' me crazy* — by lis-likes-fics

castiel - salt n' lick* — by aperfectgrace (ao3) - a bite of apple pie (series) — by ac_deanc (ao3)

THE SANDMAN

the corinthian - bring me a dream* (series, ongoing) — by placeinthemiddleofnowhere - nihil — by lis-likes-fics

dream/morpheus - sweet dreams (are made of this) — by stranger-nightmare

CRIMINAL MINDS

aaron hotchner - from eden — by heliotropehotch - gold star — by honeypiehotchner - love, an abstract concept — by luveline - honeymoon phase* (series) — by hotchsbitch (ao3)

THE BOYS

soldier boy (he's absolutely horrible but so. so. hot.) - break me down* (series) — by zepskies (go read their other stuff too!) - talk to me — by zepskies

homelander (also absolutely horrible. would sleep with him.) - if i can't have you — by watchstarscollide - milky white* — by after-witch

GAME OF THRONES

jaime lannister - i'm not made by design — by ichorai (this legitimately changed my brain chemistry)

STAR WARS

obi-wan kenobi - like turning on the light* — by full-time-make-believer (deactivated acc) (this also changed the trajectory of my life) - where it wasn't* — by 221bshrlocked - your thoughts are loud — by spidersbane - empty me out* — by 221bshrlocked - house of memories* (series) — by meshlasolus - bad idea, right?* (series) — by mischiefling (ao3) - you make me feel like dancing — by saradika (ao3) - it's a wonderful lie — by firstofficerwiggles (ao3) - temptation's kiss — by karasong (ao3) - you make my dreams* — by wickedscribbles (ao3) - like a living mirage — by karasong (ao3) - broken drought* — by rosalindbeatrice (ao3) - never grow up — by doihavetoloseyoutoo (ao3) - never ending story — by kybercrystal (ao3) - volveré* — by kxnobi (ao3)

din djarin (the mandalorian) - the savior* (part one, part two, part three) — by dindjiarin - significant — by softlyspector - touching din — by archieimagines - uncharted territory* — by pedrito-friskito - creed* — by wheresarizona - home is wherever i'm with you* (part one, part two, part three) — by saradika

DRACULA (BBC)

count dracula - the székely* (series) — by theplumsoldier

LOTR/THE HOBBIT

thranduil oropherion - a boon* (series) — by inksplots (ao3) - beauty and the beast (series) — by tamurilofrivendell (ao3)

DOCTOR SLEEP

dan torrance - of monsters and men* — by helaintoloki & obitwo - domestic life (headcanons) — by thornsinmycrown - smut alphabet* — by daincrediblegg

[eyelessfaces]

hell yeah

[thesillyestwilly]

Me when I see my little princesses 🥰😍 (They are full grown men and most of them are mentally ill and would probably kill me if I got near. The others aren't even human 💀)