#kang the conqueror fic

[inklore]

concomitant

prompt: "you don't want me? don't lie to me."

pairing: kang the conqueror x (f)reader

word count: 559

warnings: eighteen+ content, spoilers for quantumania, implied smut, kang being kang, my usual poetic flare.

note: shoutout to my bby @tom-whore-dleston for giving me even more of an excuse to write for this hunk of a man, i may have reworked your req and made it so reader took janets place with the whole 'fix my ship' storyline, so i hope that's ok!

“You don’t belong here.” The stark contrast between the heat from his gloves and the heat of your skin makes you shiver as he runs a finger along your jawline. His face so close to yours that you can see just how deep the scars that mark his face run. How dark and rigid they are against his skin. 

You wish it would make your stomach curdle. 

Wish it wasn’t making more questions and feelings start in your belly and go lower. Further into a region that has become too accustomed to stories of greatness and realities of time you can only dream of seeing, to offer you more than this realm you've reluctantly made your home. Your body has grown accustomed to his longing glances over a new discovery, the grazes of fingers when you're working together, his mission—his presence—giving you a purpose. Something you hadn't felt in years until he came into your life. 

Until he crashed and landed, lost and bruised, just like you. 

Until he lit a fire in your blood, making you feel cloudy and irrational in your thinking, urging you to go down a path from which you may never be able to return. 

“Come with me.” 

“I–”

“You can.” He finishes for you. Smothers any words of protest or conflict with the look he’s giving you. With the way he’s touching you so gently, so unlike the conqueror you’ve seen from his mind. 

The very thing that gives you pause. Reason to recoil from him even when you don’t. 

Instead, there's an ache between your legs that keeps you immobile against him. Keeps you in his clutches, in his trance. 

“There is nothing here for you.” His fingers leave your jaw, move across your collarbone, and down your chest, leaving you breathless the lower they go. “I can give you everything. Show you infinite realities. "Give you everything you've ever wanted," he says, his palm splaying just below your belly button. Your nails dig into the tethers of your makeshift home, to keep yourself from falling completely in his arms, hands—to your knees from his promises. "All those images of me you've played in your head at night when you think no one can hear the noises you make," his lips feather-like against your ear. “Come true.” 

Embarrassment stings your chest. Sends your insides in a twist and pull against each other as your head shakes. A denial at the tip of your tongue, ready to end this and be done with it all. To send him on his way, away from your home, away from you and the temptation he’s luring you into, like an unsuspecting traveler falling into a sinkhole they’ll never get out of. 

“You don’t want me?” He tsks, smirks against your ear. His voice low and authoritative: “Don’t lie to me. It will only take longer to get what we both want.” His hand moves across your clothed mound, fingers putting the lightest of pressures on your pelvis that has your hips moving forward involuntarily. 

“Join me, and I’ll give you everything.” His mouth finds yours. Seals your fate with his tongue, giving way to every promise he’s willing to keep if you take his hand and watch beside him as he wins a war he’s ultimately made you a part of.

As he burns the world.

[ebrysteria]

Temptation

Kang the conqueror x (fem) reader

SUMMARY: you found Kang a while back when his ship crashed, you offered to help him and you've now known each other for months. You go out to try and seduce someone for an important part to fix it but he cant help but get jealous even if its just an act... Warnings: Smut 18+, wrap before you tap, jealous Kang, understanding of feelings, fingering, unprotected PnV (be responsible guys), giving into temptation

Note: So I went onto tumblr and searched for Kang fics and there were none at all?! I decided to write my own but this is my first ever time writing so please let me know if you enjoy it, I might make a part 2 and comment any suggestions on what you want me to write next.

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Nothing much surprised you down here anymore. It was all the same really. Landing in the quantum realm 20 years ago had changed you. Your way of living and scavenging to survive.

Most of the civilians weren’t that bothered by your arrival but many were sceptical. They were scared of an outsider being in their realm and many didn’t trust you. You couldn’t blame them though as you would feel the same if someone with no resemblance to you at all suddenly started living in your own home.

You got used to your way of living, you learnt how to hunt for food and supplies. You’ve been through a lot and have seen nearly twice as much.

But what you haven’t seen since you arrived was a ship come crashing down from the outer world. Naturally you were curious grabbing supplies just in case whatever it could be was dangerous. What you didn’t expect was it to be a man, around the same age as you.

He didn’t look like most of the people in the realm, he was different. He had deep scars running down each side of his face, travelling all the way just to the top of his plump lips.

He stood by his ship taking in his environment as you watched him, he seemed annoyed? Angry? You weren’t too sure. You didn’t know his motives so you decided to just observe.

“Damn you idiots, I’ll be back you can’t keep me here forever” he mumbled to himself whilst staring down his ship. It was smoking and in bad condition. It barely even looked like a ship with the state that it was in.

A loud screech emerged from in front of him, whatever it was was obscured by his body but you caught a glimpse of blue creatures lunging themselves at him.

You quickly aimed your blaster at the things, praying you wouldn’t accidentally hit the man. You quickly shot the creatures off of him rushing over.

“oh my god are you okay?” you asked offering your hand to pull him up.

He eyed you quizzically while dusting himself off.

“just about, thank you” he grabbed your arm as you pulled him up.

“I saw your ship come crashing down, I didn’t expect it to be a human from the outside world. You are human right?” You looked him up and down.

He wore an armour that consisted of purple and blue colours. Well what was left of the armour, it was damaged, torn and practically falling apart. Whatever happened to him must have been hurt.

“Yes very much human” he smiled chuckling slightly. “Why? Are you not human yourself?

You grinned at him, loosening the grip you had on your blaster slowly placing it in your blaster holder on your hip.

“Yes I am human, most inhabitants here aren’t, they all speak their own language and most were born here unlike us”

“Unlike us?” He said looking you up and down.

“Well yes I wasn’t born here, I broke open a gateway when experimenting with time. I didn’t expect to end up here.” you said quietly, you didn’t speak much of your past with anyone. If they knew what really happened you’re life would be over. “Besides, it doesn’t matter now I’ve gotten used to the way of living in this treacherous hell hole” you gestured to your surroundings as he looked around.

He didn’t look too surprised with his surroundings, he looked more uncomfortable. Then you realised you were still out in the open when any more threats could arise by the minute.

“Yes well this place isn’t on my bucket list of places I would like to visit” he looked back at his ship, crouching down next to it. He pulled open a panel and smoke puffed up into his face. “God damn it”

“What’s wrong?”

“My ship, it’s broken and I can’t power it. If I can then this would be my ticket out of here.”

“Wait you’re saying that thing can travel outside realms?!” you were shocked, no one had technology that advanced except from the people you worked for before your life got turned upside down.

He got back up turning to you.

“Well yes if it was working”

You looked around, it wouldn’t take too long for you to make it back home on foot. You don’t usually accept strangers into your home but he was human and you felt empathetic for the man

“hey the place I’m staying at isn’t that far from here, do you want to come with me just for tonight. I have a spare room and food. It’s just something to get you back on your feet before you figure out what you’re going to do next” you suggested. It would be nice to have some company as living alone for 20 years hasn’t done the best for you. It was a lot safer than staying somewhere with the other inhabitants but the isolation got painful at times.

“Thank you I appreciate it, I don’t even know your name yet

“My name is Y/n” you said whilst turning around beginning to walk. He quickly began trailing behind.

“Okay y/n lead the way”

“Aren’t you going to tell me yours” you said stopping turning around to raise your eyebrows.

He extended his hand outwards to you.

“Kang”

You reached for his hand, it was soft and he shook gently it.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Kang” you said softly smiling.

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Turns out it wasn’t just one night.

He happily accepted his room and you got used to living together, it had been 6 months since he had moved in. You decided to help him repair his ship agreeing that he would help you out of here as well and during this you two got closer. You often went out to the market to find spare parts while he helped you around your home. He cooked you wonderful meals and if you didn’t know better it seemed as if he cared for you. You managed to extend your living space to accompany the two of you. The only thing you really had to share was the bathroom as you only ever had one considering you weren’t used to living with someone. But it wasn’t a problem. You both had your own schedules and you worked well together.

You stared at yourself in the mirror humming. Tonight was important. There had been one particular piece for his ship that was very rare to come by and Kang was beginning to feel hopeless when you told him that material like that was unlikely to come by in the quantum realm but you had heard through the market-place that a man named Quaz was actually in possession of some. You planned to speak with him tonight. You didn’t want to say you were going to seduce him but you were determined to get the piece for the ship as it was unlikely you would ever have an opportunity like this again.

You ran your hands down, smoothing out your white long silk dress. You wanted to be humble but you did look good. There was never really much reason to dress up in the quantum realm so it felt nice to have some sort of normality in your life. You hand came up to the dainty necklace that hanged from your neck fixing it into place. You gave yourself one last look before opening the bathroom door.

Kang stood just outside the door and when the door opened he was shocked. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you and how your skin looked exposed by the dress. You felt him drag his eyes down your figure. He quickly looked back up and went to open his mouth but he quickly closed it shaking his head.

“Where are you going dressed like that?” he asked demandingly.

You were taken aback by his tone. You thought you looked good.

“I’m going to the bar, I found some good news on that impossible piece you needed for your ship. I was going to tell you but you were busy fixing your suit and I didn’t want to disturb you”

His eyes softened staring at you. It made you blush slightly.

“You- You look good please be careful” he said reaching out to run his hand down your arm.

“I always am careful you know that, this could be our chance to get out of this place, I shouldn’t waste time because we could lose our opportunity” you quickly rushed out leaving a quick kiss on his cheek and left the house.

He froze and stood there shocked. He feet were rooted to the ground. That shouldn’t have done something for him but it did. He couldn’t stop thinking about you in that dress, how thin it looked. How easy it would be to just pull it off your shoulders. He needed to calm down.

“Get a grip” he mumbled to himself walking into the bathroom.

As he washed himself in the shower he couldn’t stop thinking, no one else should have the privilege of seeing you like that when you're out. And what if they tried to make a move on you? Or hurt you? He wouldn’t be there to help you. Every bad thought went rushing through his head until he decided he was going to go the bar to keep an eye on you. Just to keep you safe. Right?

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The place was busy. Busier than usual. The dance floor was filled with swaying people and flashing lights making you feel a little energised as you think back to all the enjoyable nights you’ve spent here in the past. Typically you enjoy this type of stuff. But tonight you only had one goal.

Get the piece.

You move further into the bar, looking around for your target. You have a gun hidden in your dress so if anyone tried anything you were prepared. You looked around with caution until your eyes fell on a man, slightly younger than you drowning himself in ooze. You were never a fan of the drink, maybe because the last time you were forced to drink it to be able to communicate.

You were getting distracted just staring at the man so you moved over and took the high seat next to him. He eyed you as you ordered.

“hi can I have whatever the handsome man next to me is having” you said flashing him a short and sweet smile.

He gave you a drunk smile back, running a hand over his face shuffling closer to you.

“I must say I haven’t seen you around here before, I would’ve remembered a pretty face like yours” he said extending his hand “my name is Quaz”

You took it gently shaking it, lingering it slightly longer to get him interested. You gave him a made up name not wanting anything being traced back to you. He admired your dress.

“That’s a nice dress you’re wearing”

You blushed at the compliment, flirting back with him. What you didn’t realise was a certain someone coming into the bar staring at you from just beside the crowd.

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He didn’t know if it the fact your target was flirting with you or if it was you flirting back but jealousy began to spread within him. He tried to remain calm, reminding himself you are free to do what you want with your life but Kang couldn’t stand it. They way some random man moved closer to you, making you smile like that. It should’ve been him. Not some disgusting drunk man obviously only trying to get in your pants. He clenched his hands trying to ground himself. Seeing you two laughing together. It felt wrong even if it was just flirting.

It was worse when he saw the man begin to make advances on you. Resting his hand on you, carelessly stroking the outside of your thigh. Every time he rubbed his hand across your smooth delicate skin he felt the heat, anger and possessiveness within him getting worse. No one but him should be seeing you in this dress. You looked beautiful in it sure but it should be reserved for his eyes and his eyes only.

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It turns out that he doesn't keep the piece hidden at all; instead, he stores it in an ordinary old bag at his home. You almost got him where you wanted him; you joked with him in an effort to learn as much as you can about the piece. It was so simple that it was hard to believe.

"So… do you want to go out of here?" He asked softly, bringing his hand higher to the inner part of your thigh.

All contact abruptly vanished, and you swiftly turned around to see him being pushed off of you and onto the ground. Kang gives you a short glance before tightly grasping your waist.

"You touch her like that again and i wont hesitate to kill you" he spat quickly putting a bruising grip on your wrist dragging you out of the bar.

"What the hell are you doing! I almost had it! We could've gone home!!" you yelled trying to shake out of his grip.

He didn't budge staying silent, continuing to pull you along with him until you arrived at your shared home. He harshly slammed the door shut after you both walked in.

He stares at you intensely looking at you up and down almost as if he's contemplating what to say.

"Stop ignoring me and tell me what's wrong, you literally just dragged me out of there with no explanation whatsoever" you questioned first.

"Did you not see that guys hand literally touching you all over?! Its ridiculous I should've punched that smug smile off of his face"

"It was part of my plan!" you scoffed, you couldn't believe he was jealous after you literally told him you were going to get the piece.

"The piece isn't worth that much" he mumbled looking anywhere but you. He seemed- embarrassed?

You walked closer to him "I cant believe you ruined it because you were jealous"

"I am not jealous"

"sure seems like it"

He moved closer staring at you more intensely than before "I cant believe you were going to whore yourself out just for some stupid material"

"What the fuck!! I wasn't going to whore myself out" you said, quickly pulling your dress up slightly to show him the gun you had strapped to the side of your other thigh.

He just stared at your flesh for a moment. Before slowly reaching forward to remove the gun from its holder. It was only then when you realised how close you were. How you could feel his breathing as he looked down at you. It sent hot shivers within you, the warmth spreading like some sick disease. It starts in your stomach and spreads throughout your body - a hunger, a hunger to feel him, closer, that the hunger and heat transcends within you in an unexplainable way

He clicked the gun out and then threw it on the couch. "you could have gotten yourself killed" he whispered leaning down slightly lower. Your breath hitched. His eyes darting downwards as you licked your lips, you could feel a pair of warm hands rubbing over your sensitive skin of your thighs just below where the gun was, moving upwards gently.

That's when he realised what he was doing, dropping your thigh creating some distance between the two of you. "look we will find another way to get the piece okay, just go to bed now its late" he quickly muttered storming off to his room without another word.

You felt hot all over, a part of you wishing he never stopped touching you. You rushed to your room quickly closing your door thinking about what just happened. The way his hands gripped your leg so gently as if you were the most delicate thing in the world, the slight hunger that seeped into his eyes and he traced small circles along your flesh. You wondered what happened if you continued. It was making you begin to feel wet and you knew you had an attraction towards him but you never knew he could be that...

…sensual

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He briskly shut his door rubbing his hands over his face. What the hell was he doing. Touching you like that. He almost gave in. Temptation was getting the better of him. He wants to scream at the top of his lungs, his whole chest constricting with the thought of him calling you a whore. He couldn't believe himself. But God the way you looked at him, the way you stood so close to him all would have to do is move an inch and he would have kissed you. claimed you as his, he wanted you so badly. watching you work for him everyday, determined to fix his ship. He wasn't aware that he was falling for you, but he ought to have seen the warning signs. The fact that he went out of his way more to be nice to you than he has for anyone else. Making sure you returned home safely, sneaking out to punish everyone who had ever upset you, ensuring that your favourite meals are prepared, and bringing you back to bed if you accidentally nodded off on the couch at night.

He should've kissed you then and there.

He got out of bed and began heading to your room...

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You keep thinking about the tension between the two of you, he couldn't leave you feeling like this otherwise the heat will swallow you whole. Pulling yourself to your feet, you swiftly get up and swing your door open.

Kang was on the other side, wide eyed, unblinking with his hand half raised in a fist as if he was going to knock. He stared down at you frozen on the spot.

He gazed at you with an intangible nature that is impossible to describe—a sense of learning something new, a revelation. Perhaps it was a knowing look but you didn't seem to care under the intense stare that he had you under.

"What do yo-"

And as you were about to inquire him you were abruptly cut off as he brought you into a searing kiss by cupping your face with his warm, soft hands and making you gasp into his mouth. You eagerly accepted the kiss, gripping onto him as he pushed you further back into your room.

He hurriedly pressed you against the wall to your right and shut the door behind him, his hands frantically and needily roaming your body desperate causing you to whimper in pleasure. He seems to never want to let go of you as he holds you between his arms, up against his chest, and against the wall. He makes it a goal to kiss every square inch of your face, imprinting every detail of it in his mind.

He lets out a moan as your nails scrape his back on his shirt, the flex of his muscles makes you blush and begin to lose balance from the lack of oxygen of him kissing you breathless, and he's ready to take most of your weight when the kiss gets heavier, deeper, your tongue frantically searching as he holds your face, never wanting to let you go.

"I couldn't stand it" he mumbles moving to the side of your neck trailing his plump lips teasingly, "i couldn't stand the way he was staring at you in this dress" his hand comes up to trail behind your back, pushing you further into him as he began to nip kisses into your neck and travelling lower to your collarbones causing your breath to become even more laboured. You felt him slowly tugging at the strings at your back of your white silk dress. "All i could think about was pulling it off in front of everyone and showing them who you really belong to" finally releasing the strings from the back causing the front of your dress to falter slowly revealing your breasts. "I would've made them all jealous making them know none of them can have you. None of them can make you feel the way i make you feel," he said then he quickly sucked on your nipple causing you to let out a soft feral noise.

"God those sounds you keep making are so pretty, keep going. Just like that" he encouraged looking up at you from your cleavage as his hand gropes at your breast. He moved his other hand shifting it down to the lower part of your body to cup you, a wet spot forming on the fabric covering you from his fingers. You whimper as he pulls your panties aside to reveal your beautiful puffy lips that are drenched from your want for him "Keep making those sounds for me" he whispered into your chest as his fingers dipped and found your clit causing your head to tilt back.

"Fuck Kang.." you whimper loudly again and he came back up to capture your whimper in a strong kiss. He traced your pussy lips with his fingers before thrusting one of them in causing you to release a loud moan. He kept pumping in and out of you adding a second finger and your whines kept getting louder and louder. You were getting so close, legs beginning to shake, your walls tightening around his two fingers as he curls them inside, making your back arch. You realised you were closer than you thought. He must have known because he removed his hand completely, placing it on your waist dragging you away from the door.

The back of your knees caught at the end of your bed as he gently pushed you onto it while removing the rest of your dress leaving you almost completely exposed to his hungry eyes.

"My god you are so beautiful" he said against your lips. In a tangle of limbs he began removing his clothes. You ground against him above you causing you to rub him enticingly. He let out a needy moan, gripping onto your hips harder as he used one hand to undo his zipper.

“Please don’t stop…” you begged, and the hand clutching your waist squeezed your flesh in an reassuring way that told you that he wouldn’t.

He couldn’t. Not when you tastes so good and sounded so angelical. Not when he needed you so bad. He had been dreaming of this for months. 6 months of pure torture of the need to be inside you and be claimed as his.

"You see what you do to me? Do you know how hard its been for me to try not to be tempted to fuck you senseless when you sat in the chair of my ship when you were fixing it.

You sat up eagerly helping him pull down his zip and rubbing over his covered crotch causing him to groan as he leaned forward into your neck to leave darker marks. “Don’t you know the power you have over me?”  he groans again.

You gradually begin pulling down his pants and you become dizzy off of want from the root hairs that slowly begin to get exposed with the rest of him, it cause something dangerous inside of you to stir as you wrap your hands around him. Like an inextinguishable fire that could only be put out by him.

He releases deep, grave gasps when he bucks his hips into your hand and his sloppy lips land on back on yours as if whispering a silent prayer.

"I need to be inside of you" he moans softly against your lips pushing you back down removing your panties completely. He continues kissing you with so much passion and desire. Its been so long and he's scared that if he stops he will awake from whatever dream that is possessing his senses in a crazed manor.

He began lining himself up with your entrance and looked at you for confirmation, you nodded quickly as he gripped your hand pushing above your head against the mattress.

Slowly he began pushing inside.

You sobbed in response to the sensation, reaching out for his back with your free hand and scraping your nails against his skin as you felt the sting of pain that accompanied the pleasure. Your back arched and he leaned into you moaning.

"You feel so good. Fuck.." you moaned tilting your head back further into the pillow.

He removed his hand from yours and gripped your waist plunging into you further making your eyes roll back.

"I want you to remember the way that I'm fucking you right now, no one will ever fuck you the way I do will they?" he smirked from above you.

You nodded back frantically biting you lips creating them all wet and swollen.

"Use your words love" he said while brining up a hand to clasp your chin to make you look at him. He saw the hunger in your eyes. The way he was making you feel.

"No one will fuck me the way you do" you moaned loudly as he picked up his pace. Both of your moans and whines loud with the slick lewd sounds of skin connecting.

You were getting so close, you could feel the coil begin to tighten as he pounded harder into you. Your nails dug deeper as his hips began to snap into you. "Always so kind to me, so beautiful…"

Each of his now sharp and rapid thrusts silenced your whimpers and groans. There was no room between the two of you, and you could feel it in the way he kissed you and the way he fucked you into the mattress. You could also feel it in the way his hands held your hips and hurt them as he drew you impossibly close to him.

"Kang fuck I'm close" you moan gripping onto him tighter as your legs begin to shake.

"give it to me, give it to me baby. Cum for me please, please, please, Fuck"

You moan loudly clenching around his cock as it his you. You feel euphoric as your vision clouds from the intensity of your orgasm.

As your pussy clenches him it caused his cock to twitch and white spurts of cum go up washing inside of you. Painting your walls with him. You milk him as he slows down pushing the cum further back into you until he eventually pulls out. He looks down at you and sees your fucked out droopy eyes.

He gets up from you leaving the bedroom, you go to call out for him to stay but your throat hurts from the loudness of your moans.

Not much longer he returns with a cloth crouching down to clean you up gently, staring into your eyes with a promise of him not leaving. He kisses your inner thighs before putting the cloth back in the bathroom and coming back to your room.

He comes beside you lifting you under the covers with him, he cradles your cheek like you're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen while he leans back and pushes the hair out of your face, straightens your brows, he kisses your lips softly, giving you fatigued tiny pecks here and there till you are content and can feel him forever.

Your heart stopped when one of his arms surrounded your waist to pull you closer and against his chest. You looked down and realized that he had folded everything including your dress so that neither of you would stumble over it the next day, rather than getting dressed. When you stared at him, It was then that you noticed it in his eyes. This desire, this affection, which he has never permitted himself to express to you. His touch still makes you feel buzzy and electrified. 

You nuzzled closer into him, maybe life in this realm wasn't as bad as you thought...

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A/N: so how was that? I hope you enjoyed it, please comment if you do and comment any suggestions you may have for me to write.

[quin-ns]

Inevitable (Kang the Conqueror x Reader)

Word count: 1.8K

Summary: you don’t know kang, but he knows you

Tags: antman and the wasp: quantumania spoilers!!, canon divergent, avenger!reader, one-sided affection, soulmates (kinda), denial

Request: anon: “Ohohoho the DRAMA of a Kang fic okok so how about an avenger who’s super powerful, and loves Scott as a friend and is a good person and has a strong moral compass, somehow they end up in the quantum realm with scott and cassie etc…. And when they meet kang it’s like he knows her… he shows her them in the future being lovers etc… it’s almost like they’re soulmates and she is horrified, she thinks he’s good looking but nuu he’s a bad guy…. How will it all turn out o.O”

A/N: loved this prompt- I did deviate a towards the end but still hope it lives up to expectations. kang was fun and interesting to write for. complex villains are the best ngl lol

Misc masterlist + main masterlist

You didn’t blame Cassie for her invention going haywire and pulling you all into the Quantum Realm. Still, it wasn’t exactly ideal.

When you, Scott, Cassie, Hope, Janet, and Hank all got sucked into the Realm, you all got separated. You, Scott, and Cassie ended up together thankfully. You could only hope that the others were all together as well.

The three of you did your best to stay out of trouble. Except that’s exactly what you got into because, well, who knows? Avengers seem to have bad luck. If you were superstitious you’d say that you and Scott both being there amplified that.

There was an attack by what you thought was a sun—you all quickly found out it wasn’t—and then some big purple… thing. You were saved, but then next thing you knew, you were being captured by what Cassie called quantum people.

Great.

They separated you and brought you to their weird town. It was a marvelous setting, but you didn’t exactly get to admire it all that much. The people surrounded you and chanted loudly, spiking your anxiety. At first you were scared, especially when they poured red ooze into your mouth. You suddenly could understand them.

The leader, Jentorra, warned you that because you were from above, he would be hunting you. The Conqueror. He didn’t sound like someone you wanted to be captured by.

The attack was sudden. Ships shooting blue lasers descended. Robots, or what you thought were robots, began to go after people. It was a mess. Some of them evacuated, some fought. You, Scott, and Cassie ran. You all knew that you were the targets and you couldn’t get captured. Not before finding the others. You saved as many people as you could along the way.

There was a giant floating metal head—MODOK is what it called itself—that stopped you.

Turns out, it was an old acquaintance of Scott (and sort of Cassie). Darren, they called him, showed his—maybe this was mean, but it was true—hilariously ugly giant face. He took you to a tower and divided the three of you into cells. Scott cracked some joke about how he had been in jail four times—one more than Cassie.

Darren revealed that he worked for the Conqueror, who built him into what he was. As it turned out, the Conqueror built a lot of what you were seeing.

You were pacing around your cell, trying to devise a plan, when the sound of heavy footsteps began to echo through the hall. It caught your attention. You watched as a man in a green and purple suit approached Scott. His face was veiled in blue and his eyes shone with the same color.

He walked right up to Scott’s cell and they began to conversate. You were diagonal to Scott and next to Cassie. You weren’t sure if the man even saw you.

You heard Scott tell him he was an Avenger, and the Conqueror casually asked if he’d killed him before. “I’ve killed so many, they start to blur together…” the Conqueror mused.

Scott asked who he was, the Conqueror told him he was the man who had lost time. He began to explain that he had a plan for Scott.

You couldn’t fully hear him, and you decided to speak before you could think to stop yourself. “Hey, if you’re revealing your evil plan, can you clue us all in?”

The Conqueror fell silent. He turned to face you. The moment he laid his eyes on, a chill ran through your spine. The blue mask was gone. You could see him more clearly now. The look on his face… there was recognition in his eyes. Sure, he said he’d killed the Avengers in other universes, but this didn’t seem like that.

“Oh, you…” the Conqueror said, seemingly surprised. Pleasantly surprised. “MODOK said there was one he never met. I didn’t know it was you. I should’ve, though.”

The fact that he was handsome threw you. You were expecting someone… scarier looking? Or more alien. Although you supposed not every villain you dealt with after Thanos would be like him.

“Am I that much of a surprise?” you asked, raising your brows.

“A bit,” he admitted. “You look so… well, like you.” The Conqueror approached your cell, Scott forgotten.

“Okay, what does that even mean?”

“I haven’t seen you in so long,” he sighed out. There was a longing in his eyes that seemed so out of place given everything you knew about the man. “It’s good to see you.”

“I don’t know you,” you told him, shaking your head.

“Oh, but you do,” he replied smoothly.

The barrier on your cell dissipated suddenly. The Conqueror extended his hand out to you, passing easily through the barrier that had once been.

“If you would come with me, Y/N.”

You hated the way he said your name. There was an unearned sense of familiarity. Despite the allure in his tone and the gesture of his hand, you ignored it. The Conqueror let out a sigh. He turned on his heel and began walking away. Slowly. Waiting for you to follow him like he knew you would.

You looked to Scott’s cell. His eyes found yours. He didn’t speak, but he was trying to warn you silently.

That was Scott, always looking out for you. But if you had a chance to negotiate, maybe get you all home unhurt. You had to try, right?

You stepped out of the cell. The Conqueror hadn’t gone out of sight. The moment he heard your movement, he halted his own. You didn’t know the man, but you could see the victorious smile he wore before he even turned to face you.

“I knew you couldn’t resist,” he said knowingly. You began walking towards him cautiously. “I have something to show you, dear. I think you’ll find it quite enlightening.”

You stopped next to him, jaw clenched. “Who are you?” you questioned. “I want a name.”

“Kang,” he revealed. “You can call me Kang.”

You nodded. Okay, that was something. You waited for him to lead the way, and he did. He didn’t offer his hand again, he realized you had no intention of making contact with him.

You looked over your shoulder one last time. You couldn’t see Cassie from the angle you were at, but you gave Scott an assuring look. The one he returned didn’t quite match your confidence.

“I have to say, I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” Kang revealed once the two of you were alone.

“Yeah, because this is what I had on my schedule today,” you replied sarcastically.

Kang let out a laugh. It was short, but genuine. It was an odd sound to hear from someone who’d sent an army to take out civilians. That reminded you that you in fact should be scared of him.

You arrived in what appeared to be the center of Kang's tower—or whatever the hell he wanted to call it. It didn’t matter what it was, it was where he had been leading you.

“What’s on your mind?” the Conqueror asked, looking your way. You were put off by sincere curiosity.

“Okay, what is going on?” You couldn’t keep it in any longer. “Why did you bring me here? Huh? Why just me?”

“Nice to know some things never change,” Kang said, mind distant for a moment. Then, his gaze refocused on yours. “You always were a curious one.”

“Stop talking like you know me!” you snapped.

Kang remained eerily calm. “But I do. That’s what I wanted to show you.”

Without further word, Kang turned his attention to—well, you weren’t sure what it was. Your best guess was something similar to a projector. He did something, you couldn’t tell what, but suddenly beams of light shot out of it.

In front of you was a projected image of… you? You weren’t alone, though. At your side was the Conqueror himself. His arm was around your waist and your head was resting against his shoulder. You were both dressed formally. You couldn’t tell where the two of you were or what you were looking at, though.

The way the projection displayed, you were staring into your own eyes. It was unnerving to say the least.

“I liked this universe,” Kang spoke up. You nearly jumped, suddenly becoming aware of the fact that he was at your side in reality as well. “We had a lovely wedding.”

Your head snapped to him, unable to believe his words. Kang looked at you and let out a content sigh. “We’re married in a lot of universes. And even in the ones where we aren’t, we’re bonded.”

“You must’ve forced me.” It was the only explanation you could think of. “You say you’ve killed the Avengers—I’d never abandon my friends to love someone who’d do that.”

“There was no force.” He sounded briefly offended before regaining composure. “As for the ‘why’?” Kang allowed a small smirk to cross his face. “I won’t spoil the ending, dear, but I’ve seen it. I’ve seen every ending.”

“Why are you showing me this?” you asked.

“Because, I need your help. Well, you and your friend. Scott, right?” he finally recalled. “I need to get out of here,” Kang explained.

“I saw what you did to those people,” you argued. “Why would I help you?”

“My future directly impacts yours,” he explained simply. “If I get out of here, you could come with me.”

You let out a mocking laugh at that. “No way. I already told you, I’d never be with someone who has done the things you’ve done.”

He looked offended. Hurt, even? But it wasn’t like you lied. There was even a flash of anger but he regained composure.

Kang stepped close to you and you stepped back. Behind him, the holographic image changed. You and Kang. Then it changed again, then again. Picking up speed. You were watching as your future in hundreds of different universes played out. Different paths, different lives, but they all ended up the same way. With Kang.

He was proving a point.

“You and I are inevitable, Y/N. In every universe where we exist,” the Conqueror revealed calmly—calculating—and continued to approach you.

You shook your head. “No,” you stated firmly.

Kang tilted his head slightly, eyeing you curiously. “You really believe that, don’t you?”

It was right in front of your eyes and yet you refused to accept it. “I know it’s not true.”

“You don’t know anything,” he dismissed passively. Like he just knew he was right and didn’t see the need to genuinely argue. “Not yet, at least.”

It wasn’t until Kang’s hand rose to your face, his gloved hand brushing your cheek, that you’d realized you had fallen still in front of him.

“But you will see,” he revealed in a way that you could only label as ominous. “You always do.”

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Synopsis: What if Janet took Kang's offer to return home after repairing his ship?

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A/N: Yall already know what the deal is

Pairing: Kang the Conqueror x Thick Black Mutant

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Kang becoming obsessed and falling for reader with chaos magic? I'm new so idk if request are still open if not love ur work anyways!!!❤️

A Kind Of Magic: Kang x Reader

Summary: The Request

Warnings: A bit of Angst and Yandere behavior

A/N: The reader's powers are from the darkhold, but she hasn't unlocked all powers yet. I'll probably make a part 2 if requested.

You were fighting.

Fighting for the protection for your home in the quantum realm against Kang's army.

You hated him, hated him for trying to take over everything and everyone.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say the same about you.

He saw how you used your powers to take out most of his army.

"Don't kill them, bring them to me." He told his army before sending them out to the battle to retrieve you.

You saw the army coming after you, so you decided to fly up into the sky to find Kang to defeat him one on one.

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You found him looking out from above, and he saw you.

He just stared at you smiling a smile that made you shutter in a bit of fear.

You look into his mind to see what he's up to, 'I know you can read my thoughts, and just know that once this fight is over, you'll be mine.'

This made you more uneasy. You decided to fly back down to your army, "We need to leave, now!" You yell to them.

"Why? The fight just started, and we're not giving up!" Quaz asked, confused

You just look at him with a worried look. He took this as an opportunity to read your mind.

He went from confused to anxious, "Are you sure he was thinking that, maybe your powers malfunctioned or something?" He asks, worried for you.

"My powers never malfunction, Quaz. We have to go now!" You yell before trying to leave.

Before you can leave, a guard comes out of nowhere and tries to knock you out.

You use your powers to rip the guard apart, but this was enough to distract you and for Kang to come down and knock you out from behind.

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You wake up in a strange room bound to a chair.

"What the fu -" You say before getting interrupted by a door opening.

And there he was, the man behind the bloodshed.

"Oh good, you're awake." He says with a small smile.

You stare at him with a grimace on your face, "Oh, don't look at me like that, Darling. I just want to talk." He states sitting down in front of you

"Talk? If you wanted to talk, why did you tie me up?" You ask furiously, and he sighs.

"If I didn't, I knew you would try to run away or kill me, or both." He tells you before come towards you to untie you.

He unties you and turns to sit back down. You take this opportunity to use your powers to throw him against the wall, but he was one step ahead of you.

A force field surrounds him, protecting him from your powers.

"I just want to talk." He states calmly before lowering his shield.

You agree but still on high alert if he tries anything else, Glowing [Color] orbs form around your hands to show him you're ready to fight if need be.

"What do you want from me?" You ask him, staring into his brown dark eyes.

He softly smiles, "I've seen you fight out on the battlefield. You're more powerful than anyone I've ever met, including me. Not a lot of people can do the things you do, and I'm impressed." He tells you.

You scoff, "That still doesn't explain why I'm here, so answer my question. Why am I here?" You ask him irritated.

"What I really want from you is to join me in ruling the quantum realm. So what do you say?" He questions you holding out his hand for you to take.

You look out at the fight outside seeing the people you love and care for being demolished, then look back at him.

You sigh, "If I join you, do you promise to leave my friends and family alone?" You ask him.

He slowly takes your hand in his and smiles at you, "Of course."

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Ever since you agreed to rule with him, he has left everyone you wanted safe alone like he promised.

Over time, you've grown to not hate him as much, and you did in the past, and life became easy for you and the people in the quantum realm.

Let's just hope a certain Ant and Wasp don't come and try take you and Kang down...

THE END...?

A/N: SORRY THIS IS SORT OF A CLIFFHANGER! AND THIS WAS WRITTEN LAST MINUTE! I'VE BEEN BUSY RECENTLY WITH COLLEGE AND WORK SO I'LL TRY TO POST AS MUCH AS I CAN! ILY GUYS <3

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[fluffymcu]

Kang x reader fic

He sits down with his drink in hand as you take your seat on his lap with your own drink. You down the alcohol in one go.

“Easy, easy.” He teases. You smirk and set the empty glass on the table.

“You know how I am with my alcohol,” you shrug while he wraps his arms around you as you grin. Having you with him these past 3 years in the quantum realm has made his banishment here less unbearable. He knows it’ll take another 3 years before you get the multiversal engine core working, but he doesn’t care now that he has you. He doesn’t mind taking his time anymore.

He begins to kiss you down your neck and it makes you grin. He teasingly pinches your waist to tickle you and you flinch and quickly grab his hands. “No no Nohoho. Don’t. Don’t do it..” you giggle, your words drawn out. He pauses then instantly digs his fingers into your hips. “NATHAN! Stop ihihit!” You giggle, scrunching your neck up as he continues to kiss down your neck.

“Why?” He smirks, biting down on your neck making you whimper.

“Cause… we’re in public!” You say, a bit embarrassed. He kisses down your shoulders and wraps his arms tighter around you. “Please behave!” You nudge your elbow into his chest which makes him chuckle. He leans in to whisper in your ear.

“You know, I could ruin you, right here, and no one would give a shit.” He whispers. You gasp at that, and push him away, getting up to walk somewhere else but he quickly grabs you by the waist before you get far and pulls you on his lap again. “Where you goin?” He teases.

“Away from you!” You laugh.

He chuckles and pulls you closer. “You can never get away from me, sweetheart. Never.” He growls playfully and peppers kisses on your cheek as you laugh.

A few minutes later, the bar gets loud with people chanting “Shots! Shots! Shots!-“ And you realize it’s your time to shine. “Ooh! This my time!” You shimmy out of Nathaniel’s embrace and run over to the bar. There’s a guy sitting there, challenging anyone to beat him at a race. You sit down and look at the row of shots in the table and rub your hands together. “Ready Freddy?!” You say excitedly. The bartender yells “go!” And the crowd is cheering y’all on. You down shot after shot, wincing every now and then but manage to down the last glass before him.

The crown cheers for you and you raise your fisted hands in victory, letting out a victory screech, quickly losing your balance and falling into an empty chair.

Kang quickly gets up and makes his way to you. “Oookay. Time to go home.” He easily tosses you over his shoulder and heads out the bar.

“I won, Nathan!!” You cheer, your words slurring together.

“I know, I saw!” He chuckles.

Once you get to the door of your home, you squeak out. “Maybe it’s not such a good idea to hang me upside down..” you think out loud.

“Now you tell me that, when we’re already home?” He laughs as he opens the door and walks into your bedroom. “Alright.” He grunts as he roughly tosses you on the bed. The motion makes you dizzy as you groan.

“Ohhh, that was so trippy!” You giggle. Nathaniel crosses his arms and looks at you with a teasing look.

“You got drunk on purpose, didn’t you? You just have to get me back for earlier, huh?” He smirked. You raised your hands in defense and giggled.

“Aye man, I don’t know what you’re talking about, I just wanted to have a good time.” You dramatically shrug but Nathaniel doesn’t buy it. “What?!” You ask defensively.

“You knew I wanted to get nasty tonight, but because I embarrassed you in public, you wanna get back at me and get drunk on purpose.” He accused, pointing at you with his eyes squinted.

You could contain your laughter as you looked up and away. “Welll… maybe you should’ve behaved!” You shrugged.

“Okay. You know what?” He was on you in a second, pulling you to him by your legs and darting his hands at your belly. Drunk as you can be, you let out loud belly laughter and can hardly defend yourself as your hand eye coordination is off.

“NAHAHAHATHAN! WAHAHAIT HAHAHAHHAHA!” You slap at his hands and twist around as much as you can. “THIS IS SO MEHEHEAN! IM DRUHUHUNK!!” You cry.

“I don’t care that you’re drunk, you wanna get back at me? No problem, I’ll get you right back!” He teases, digging his hands into the back of your thighs, your worst spot, making you scream.

“YOU STARTED IT!!!”

“And I’ll finish it, too.” He chortles, lifting your shirt and blowing a series of raspberries on your belly and sides, making you hysterical.

You’re too drunk to defend yourself so all you can do is just throw your head back and laugh, weakly pushing at his head.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!” You hiccup, pushing at his shoulders. He gives you a break, resting his chin on your belly and looking into your eyes.

“I love you.” He kisses your belly, making you giggle as you pant.

“I lohohove you too.” You smile while he interlocks his fingers with yours. “And I promise we could get nasty tomorrow if the hangover isn’t too bad.” You smirk. He chuckles and lowers your shirt back down and helps you settle into bed, first taking your clothes off and putting your pajamas on.

“No rush. Just get some rest.” He whispers, gently kissing you. He takes off his shirt, revealing his ripped, jacked, toned, muscular (😩😩😩) body and you sneak a peak. He walks around to his side of the bed as your eyes follow him.

“Damn, kinda regretting getting drunk now.” You joke, making him laugh as he gets into bed.

“Well if it isn’t the consequences of your actions!” He teases, earning a flick to the nipple which he lightly winces at, before snuggling into bed and pulling you into his chest under the covers. His warmth and the dizziness quickly lulls you to sleep as he runs his fingers through your hair, giving you a light scalp massage, until he too, falls asleep.

He can only hope you love him the same once you inevitably find out who he really is.

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Bruh who knew I would come back here and write something 😭😭😭 OUT OF NOWHERE TOO HAHAH

I’m in my Kang phase rn. Kang is daddy. Daddy is Kang. 🙏🏽 🧎🏽‍♀️ also I got inspiration to write this after reading a Kang x reader fic. Kinda gave me the idea but yeah.

It’s 3:30am and I wrote this so wow. I never thought I’d write something again but daddy kang made it possible. I also forgot to take my medicine which is why I can’t sleep and was able to write this fic so it’s a blessing for y’all and a curse for me but anyways bye imma go take my med now so I can sleep ok ok bye hope you enjoy bye I’m so sleep deprived my mind keeps racing without this medication ok bye

[skylessknights]

When is a monster not a monster? (Oh, when you love it) by skylessnights

“You know…” An anxious breath escaped through Janet’s lips as she gulped, her chest rising and falling as she tried her best to calm her nerves. “You know I won't help you. You know this.”

“And yet, here I am — asking.” he said finally, his voice a brewing storm that she did not wish to tamper with.

OR: As the rebellion ensues in the Quantum Realm, Kang’s forces capture the Freedom Fighter’s resilient leader, Janet Van Dyne, and bring her to The Conqueror’s base in Axia for interrogation. But Kang has other plans to make up for their lost time together…

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[scottxlogan]

This was written for the @yearoftheotpevent

Chapters: 8/10 Fandom: Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Loki (TV 2021) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark, Loki/James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Howard Stark/Maria Stark Characters: Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes, Loki (Marvel), Kang the Conqueror | Nathaniel Richards, Howard Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Maria Stark, Obadiah Stane, Logan (X-Men), Peggy Carter, Thor (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Emma Frost, Happy Hogan, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Peter Parker, Tiberius Stone, Stephen Strange, Sylvie (Loki TV) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Swearing, Idiots in Love, Past Abuse, Two timelines, Age Difference, Beginnings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Adult Content, First Time, Holidays, Falling In Love, Holiday Decorations, Dessert, Not Peggy Carter Friendly, Period-Typical Homophobia, Group Kissing, Dirty Dancing, flirtations, past Obadiah Stane/Maria Stark, Menacing Behavior, Flirting, Canon-Typical Violence, References to Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Kidnapping, Angst, Genderfluid Loki (Marvel), Minor Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, TVA | Time Variance Authority (Marvel) Series: Part 12 of The First Time: WinterIron Year of the OTP 2023 Series

Chapter Summary:  After Bucky's disappearance Tony plans to fight the enemy only to find himself face to face with the one who has been pulling the strings for so very long. Will Tony find that he's ready to face the battle ahead of him and outsmart the man who has always been one step ahead? Bucky's fate is on the line when he wakes up in the past knowing that Tiberius won't stop until Bucky is erased from the timeline forever. Can Bucky stop Tony's dangerous ex from preventing Bucky and Tony's happily ever after?

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OH MY DAYS!!!😩🫠

i remember his hands - chapter 3

PAIRING: kang the conqueror x fem!reader

SUMMARY: after a scientific experiment goes horribly wrong, you've been transported to the quantum realm and have been stuck there for the past decade. with no company, aside from janet van dyne, your life changes forever when a mysterious man in a golden ship crash lands next to your settlement. startled with his initial presence, you two have a rocky start. but as time goes on, you two find each other slowly drawn to one another. you have secrets though, and he has a past he refuses to bring up. can you two make it through navigating an unknown world together, discovering any ulterior motives, and stand the test of time in a place where time has no meaning at all?

INFO: slow romantic burn, pretty fast sexual burn, kinda enemies to lovers????, takes place during that little flashback janet has during quantumania, idk how accurate this is gonna be to canon stuff cause i get very confused about the quantum realm lol, reader is in mid to late 20s while kang is in his “early 30s” (ik he like technically doesn't age or whatever idk the lore but i just made it accurate to jonathan majors age and wanted to give an accurate age range/gap/count), y/n will be very fleshed out like im gonna give her everything lol

WARNING: explicit language, smut (minors dni), masturbation (f), oral sex (fem receiving), cum play, not a very happy ending (guys aftercare is important)

CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 2.5k

NOTES: i just wanna say thank you for all the love recently! idk if ill set a specific schedule for when ill release the chapters or not cause honestly i just work better whenever i write when i want without a time constraint so thats probably what i’ll end up doing. if you want me to write a specific one shot for kang or even another character (i feel most comfortable writing for mcu, star wars, the last of us, and stranger things, but if i know the piece of media youre talking about and feel comfortable writing about the character, im down) just lmk! also i decided at the last second this was gonna be a smuty chapter so..yeah!

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It had been about two weeks since you found Kang at the crash site. Despite the moment you two had when you first fixed him up, you two had very little interactions since then. It made sense though. Both of you were taking your own separate times to heal, you in your room, bedridden from your horrible headaches, him on the couch, still unable to walk due to his foot and abdomen. According to Janet, he hasn’t been very talkative. He would occasionally respond to her comments about how he was feeling, but wouldn’t say anything about where he came from or why he was here. So she just stopped asking. It took a while for you to open up to Janet about how you got here at first as well though, so you understood why he would be all shut up about it. It got you thinking about how you ended up here. How much you left behind. God you wish you got the chance to leave a note or something. At the very least, for them…

You quickly dragged yourself out of that thought, knowing the path it would lead you down led to nothing but wasted tears. It was late at night, and you laid sleepless in your bed, so it was easy to let your mind wander. To distract yourself, you replayed the moment with him in your mind. You were a little touch starved, in that way at least, so feeling Kang’s hand in that sensitive of an area drove you mad. Thinking about it would always give you the same reaction. Butterflies slowly fluttering into your stomach, roses blooming onto your cheeks, and the near uncontrollable urge to touch yourself. You know your relationship was non existent right now and had a horrible start, but sometimes you wondered what would happen if you walked over to the couch right now and started to kiss him. The only thing you ended up doing though was changing your now soaked underwear.

You always felt bad when you let yourself think like that. Poor guy was probably just looking for something to hold while he was in pain. And you were taking advantage of it. Then again, you remembered how he slowly pulled his fingers away from your thigh once you were finished stitching him up, an act that did seem very purposeful. Again though, he might have done that unconsciously. You always sent yourself into this back and forth inner dialogue with yourself about his intentions in that moment. Whether you liked it or not, during the past two weeks, you’ve only had two things on your mind: your pain, and him.

With the mix of your restless mind, the ache between your legs, and your now grumbling stomach, you decide to get out of bed and go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Also partially because you would get to see him, awake or not. To be honest, you preferred him asleep. You could just admire him from a far, without the complexities of a conversation to mess anything up. You crept into the hallway, adjusting your eyes from the dim light in your room to the rest of the house, enveloped in the darkness. Thankfully, you knew the layout of the house well, so you doubted you would trip over anything. You wandered throughout the cabin until you got past Janet’s room and into the kitchen. You didn’t realize how flawed your plan was, it just now clicking that you wouldn’t be able to see Kang in the darkness. You didn’t entirely mind though. Just knowing he’s in the same room as you put your thoughts slightly at ease. 

You finally make it to the counter and put your arms out to find something. They land on a round, spiked fruit. Too scared of accidentally cutting yourself if you use a knife to peel it, you decide just to bite into it. Juice drips down from your mouth as your teeth sink into the fruit. Although the food here was no where near as good as back home, you managed to find a few gems here. The fruits were definitely one of them. Once you finish with the fruit, you use the sleeve of your loose shirt to wipe your mouth. You paced the room a bit, still kind of restless. Your eyes still haven’t entirely adjusted to the dark, but you think you have a pretty good standing of your ground. That is until you trip over the back of the couch. You brace yourself for the impact of flying over the couch and waking up everyone in the process, until you’re suddenly stopped.

It’s a hand. No, not just a hand. The hand. His hand.

Again, it stays there longer than it should have. Placed just below where your sternum meets your breasts. You could feel your heart beating faster the longer his hand stayed there. “You’re a loud chewer” Kang finally said. It was more of a deep whisper though. God you loved the sound of his voice, despite the few times you heard it. “You must be a light sleeper then” you replied in a similar tone. Despite still not being able to see his face, you could tell he was smirking. He slowly push you back up to your normal position. The trick was that he didn’t move his hand. He actually tightened his grip on your shirt. That’s when it clicked for you. He wanted it just as bad as you did. 

You then placed your hand over Kang’s, rubbing deep circles just below his knuckles with your thumb. Then, he began to pull you by your shirt to the front side of the couch. You followed his hand until he stopped pulling, leaving you in the same place you were when you stitched up his shoulder. You stood there as he began to move his hand down from your sternum. The feeling of him dragging his fingers down your body at an agonizingly slow pace was enough to get your starved pussy wet. Then he got to your hips, where your loose pants rested. He then took his other hand and used both hands to drag your pants off. Once you kicked them off, he went back up to your panties, hooking his pointer finger around the sides of them and dragged those off even slower than the pants. 

He then placed his hands on your bare hips, digging his thumbs into them. A slight moan escaped your lips. In response, he placed his finger over your mouth in a shushing action. “She can’t hear you.’’ You were overcome with embarrassment at the fact you were so enveloped in the thought of having sex with Kang that you forgot that Janet was only a room away. You decided now you had to be silent, however hard that would prove to be later. He put that hand back on your hip and helped you onto his chest. You placed your hands over his shirtless shoulders, being mindful of his left one. You pressed your hands deeply into them and began to massage them. Thank god your eyes had finally adjusted to the dark, because now you could see every emotion playing across his face as you sunk your hands deeper into his shoulder muscles. You moved the massage down his arms, making your way to his biceps. They were massive and tough. All you could think about was how much you wanted them around your neck. Ironic. Once you moved on from those and finally made it to his hands, you took hold of them.

You used them to help you take off your shirt and bra. After tossing your bra to the floor, you placed his hands on your breasts and began to grope them with his hands. His eyes rolled back into his head, and as soon as you could tell he was about to moan, you smashed your lips into his to capture it. You took your hands off of his to cup his jaw to fully envelop yourself in the kiss. He kept one hand on your breast while he moved the other one down and began to run circles around your clit. You softly moaned into his mouth with each rotation he made. As each second went by, the kiss became more intense. More desperate. You had no idea how long it had been since he had touched someone like this, and you knew it had been forever since you were touched like this. You two both had some desperation to your actions. Like this would be the last time either of you would experience something like this ever again. Both of you so starved of touch. You needed this so badly, and part of you knew he needed it too.

As he began to circle your clit with more ferocity, you felt the heat in your chest growing stronger. God he had just started and you were already about to come. You didn’t to yet. If you did, that meant it would be over. Lucky for you, you felt his hand pull away from your clit. He pulled away from the kiss ass well, panting. “I need you to help me up for a second” he said. You reluctantly got up, wondering if he was just going to leave you here like this. It was just now that you realized how naked you were. Sure, he didn’t have a shirt on, but you still felt much more exposed than him for some reason. You helped him up onto his feet, also now realizing exactly how much taller he was than you. Seeing him staring down at you like that. Like you had suddenly become the most important thing in the world to him. Suddenly, he turned you around and shoved you onto the couch. You sat there as he kneeled down and began too kiss your inner thighs.

He moved those strong, dry hands of his to the top of your thighs and sprayed them out against them. He dug his fingers into them as he moved his mouth from your inner thigh to your lips. Feeling his warm breath against them in the cold room sent shivers down your spine. You grabbed the top of his head for leverage as you thrust your hips into his mouth.  “Look at you” he said in between kisses. “Being such a good girl and getting so wet for me. Seems like you completely forgot about the fact we were trying to kill each other two weeks ago.” It was strange to you a little. You had convinced yourself you wouldn’t be safe in the same house as Kang, and now here you were, completely naked on the couch with him eating you out. 

He wasn’t doing enough though. You weren’t nearly as satisfied as you were when he was circling your clit. He had yet to stick his tongue in you, all he was doing was kissing your folds. He was just teasing you again. “P-please” you said desperately. “I-I need y-you d-deeper.” He removed his mouth from your area and moved his hand to your clit again as he talked to you to keep you stimulated. “Oh thats what you want now? Am I not doing enough for you? Because I could stop if that’s what you prefer.” “N-n-no!” you nearly shouted out. “P-please, I-I j-just wanna f-feel you.” He sat there for a moment thinking, fingers still on your clit. “P-please Kang-g.” You asked again, looking deep into his eyes. “Well, since you asked so nicely. And plus, how could I say no to someone as pretty as you. Sitting there so neat and ready for me.” 

Next thing you know, he dives back in, his tongue licking all over your folds and into your pussy. Your strangled moan makes one strange noise, but he must have liked it because he moved his hands up to grab deep into your hips in response. God you could stay here for hours. Layed here sprawled out on the couch with him eating you out. You just wish you could moan and whine for you. You wanted so desperately to scream his name out into the world and let it know how much he had you under his grasp. And you knew he wanted it also. But that was part of the appeal of everything. Knowing you had to stay quite. It made it more enticing. But man you couldn’t wait until you had the cabin to yourself. When he could fuck you through your bed properly, where you could scream his name at the top of your lungs, and him with yours. For now though, you would take this. It was enough for what you needed right now.

As he moved his tongue from your folds to your swollen clit, he begins to suck on it. You felt the heat return back to your core as you itched with pleasure, a roaring tide begging to wash from your pelvis into his mouth. The heat of his breath on you, the tightening grip of his hands on your hips, his tongue fluttering over your folds and clit, the soft hums he would make after tasting you. “F-fuck K-kang. I-I-I’m gonna c-cum” you said, the words barely making it out of your mouth without being mixed with a moan. He nods slightly in approval, gliding his tongue over your folds like silk and moving on of his hands to circle your clit to help pull it out of you. Finally, you feel the wave escape your pussy. You grab a pillow near you and release all your moans and screams into as the ecstasy exits you and enters his mouth. You arch your back as he tries to swallow as much of your cum as he can. You’re blinded by the intensity of your orgasm as your thighs tense up and you can hardly move anything, except to move the noises out of your mouth.

Once you finish, Kang stays there, licking off the last of your essence off your folds and feeling your throbbing clit under his tongue. He backs away from your pussy and moves up to your mouth as he kisses you, sharing with you some of your cum. He uses your shirt to clean up his mouth and the remaining bits of cum from your folds. To your surprise though, after that, he tosses the shirt on the floor, stands up, and walks away to your room. In shock, you convince yourself he went to your room to grab you a new change of clothes. Once you hear the door close though, you snap yourself back into reality. Looking down at yourself, naked and trembling (part from the cold and part from the orgasm), embarrassment floods your body. You couldn’t believe how easy you gave yourself up for him. God you knew you were desperate, but you didn’t know you were that desperate. And there he was in the other room, sleeping in your bed. Leaving you there on the couch, laying out naked, waiting for someone to take you away like some fantasy. But there you were. Alone. And really fucking cold.

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A/N: yeaaaaaaaah, i needed drama so i did that. sucks but i didnt have any other ideas sorry lol. hope you liked the chapter though! this was actually my first time writing smut so i hope i didnt do that bad. looking forward to chapter 4!!! also sorry i didnt really proofread this one either cause it was super late when i posted it so sorry

[cozykali]

This is the scene that inspired this fic 🤭

[drrav3nb]

GODDESS OF MINE

“How does it feel?”

Janet took her time to answer, allowing herself to become more comfortable and more at ease with the grandeur of his ship.

“Like I’m sitting on a throne,” she confessed before laughing to herself, sheepishly. “It’s silly, I know.”

“No,” he refuted, encouraging her notion, delighted by it. “No it’s not.”

OR: One night, among the many they had spent trapped in the Quantum Realm, Janet lets her fascination with Kang's ship lead her into investigating what it would feel like sitting inside such a grand vessel.

Read the fic here

[killsandthrills]

jonathan majors was legit the only good thing about antman 3. oh, and michelle too. but jonathan though 👀

[buckys-estrella]

it’s absolutely criminal the lack of kang fics on this app

[neganwifey25-blog]

Eeeeekk!!! I love this already!!!🤪

i remember his hands - chapter 1

PAIRING: kang the conqueror x fem!reader

SUMMARY: after years living in the quantum realm with no company, aside from janet van dyne, your life changes forever when a mysterious man crash lands next to your settlement. startled with his initial presence, you two have a rocky start. but as time goes on, you two find each other slowly drawn to one another. you have secrets though, and he has a past he refuses to bring up. can you two make it through navigating an unknown world together, make it through the testament of ulterior motives, and stand the test of time in a place where time has no meaning at all?

INFO: slow romantic burn, pretty fast sexual burn, kinda enemies to lovers????, takes place during that little flashback janet has during quantumania, idk how accurate this is gonna be to canon stuff cause i get very confused about the quantum realm lol, reader is in mid to late 20s while kang is in his “early 30s” (ik he like technically doesn't age or whatever idk the lore but i just made it accurate to jonathan majors age and wanted to give an accurate age range/gap/count), y/k is very fleshed out like i give her everything lol

WARNING/TAGS: violence, bl00d mention, gUn mention

CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 1.6k

NOTES: make sure to read the preview before this chapter cause the beginning will make a lot more sense.

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You head back to the cabin to grab your bow and arrow and supply bag before checking out the wreckage. Overwhelmed with curiosity and excitement, you didn’t even realize that your quiver only had two arrows inside, since you only got five in the last trade off and used the other three while hunting. You snuck across the barren field and slowly but surely made you way over to the ship. 

On your way over to the ship, you started thinking of all the possibilities of the things that could be on the ship. Worst case scenario, the mites already got to it and you would have a whole hoard of them waiting for you. Best case scenario, it would be filled with supplies you could loot. The unrealistic hope that a decent meal would be on board entered you mind and next thing you know, you start salivating. There probably wouldn’t be much on the ship, but who knows, maybe today would be your lucky day.

As the possibilities kept rolling through your head, you wondered if maybe there was even a person in that ship. For their own sake, you hoped no one was on that ship. You weren’t very willing to take in outsiders. There was barely enough to go around for you and Janet. Although you weren’t entirely opposed to the idea of a new friend. As much as Janet you loved Janet, she was less of a friend and more of a motherly figure to you. You understood why, as a consequence of shrinking down was leaving her daughter behind. You enjoyed listening to her talk about Hope. As your relationship with your mother was strained at best, being with Janet helped to fill that small little hole in your heart that your own mother left there. It was one of the few benefits from being down here.

After making it to the crash sit, you inspect the place from a far before making your way closer. You spot about six mites scavenging around and hide behind a nearby boulder. Damn it, you think to yourself, assuming they’ve already looted the ship. You peeked over the rock to try to get a look into the already opened ship. Yup, all empty. Shame. You draw your bow to take out the mites before they notice you. 

Just before you release the arrow, you notice a figure crawling weakly out from behind the ship. You lower your bow slightly. The more the figure comes out, the more injuries you can see covering their frame. Two of the mites already got to them. You can tell by the blood dripping from the right side of their abdomen that its probably fatal. Once the figure fully came out of the shadow, you were able to determine he was male. You could also now see the area on his left arm where the mites scratched him. You raised your bow again once you saw a seventh mite coming up behind him. As you released your arrow, you noticed one of mites next to you. You were so startled, your missed the mite and landed the arrow in the man’s right shoulder. The last thing you remember seeing before going to fight the mite next to you was him turning around to see the mite, so at least your arrow warned him. You took your second arrow and stabbed the mite in the neck with it, slowly but surely killing it. 

Remembering the fate you just subjected the man to, you searched your quiver for another arrow to help him, but couldn’t manage to find one. While you were searching, you saw a blue light flash over your hiding spot. Once you heard the dying whines of the mites stop, you slowly came out from behind the boulder. Just as you had suspected, all the mites laid dead on the floor, their bodies burnt to a crisp and steaming. After looking at the mites, your eyes found the man, who was already staring daggers into you. With a grunt through his teeth, he yanked the arrow out of his shoulder and tossed it to the floor, not wavering his eyes from you for even a second. As you began put it all together in your head, he starts to walk towards you, the anger in his eyes growing stronger the closer he gets. As hard as you tried, you couldn’t get yourself to move. You couldn’t tell if you were frozen with fear or with fascination. You move your eyes across his frame. He was a big guy, the scratches on his arms helping to define his muscles more. He was also tall. You found yourself particularly fixed on his hands though. They were big and muscular, matching the rest of his frame. You could see the blood rushing into his hands, defining the veins on them. It wasn’t until you felt the strike of them into your chest that you realized the blood was rushing into his hands to make a fist. 

You were knocked down to the ground, the wind knocked out of you as well. The direness of the situation snapped you out of your daze, and you spring up to your feet, unaware of how light headed the punch made you. You managed to grab your bag and start running before he could throw another punch. Your speed was one of the only things that allowed you to survive the mites out here for this long. You may not be very strong, but man you were fast. But he was fast too. Closer to the cabin, you felt the security of home fall just out of your reach as the man tackled you into the creek. 

He placed those hands you were so fixed on earlier on your neck and slammed your head down underneath the water. You struggled beneath him, kicking your legs to try to get him off of you. As the seconds ticked by, you became more and more convinced this was it for you. You tried to swing your arms at his face to try and smack him off of you, but all your efforts were futile. Just as you felt the last bit of oxygen escape your body, you moved your hands around you to find anything at all to help get him off of you. Just before you thought you would slip away, you found your bow in your right hand. You grabbed it and jabbed the sharp part of it into the side of his head, successfully knocking him off. 

You gasped for air as you were let up and coughed up all the water you swallowed, mixed with blood from the punch he gave you earlier. You felt your throat nearly cave in on itself from the amount of pressure his thumbs were putting on it. While he was still down, you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. You grabbed your new favorite weapon, got on his back, and used the string from the bow and wrapped it around his neck. You placed both your knees on his arms to prevent him from swiping you off. He cried out in agony as you dug your kneecap into the same place your arrow pierced him, the incident that started this whole fight in the first place.

After about 30 seconds of this, he eventually goes limp. You take your bow off of him and walk over to you bag of supplies, still trying to get your breathing pattern back to normal. As you’re searching through your bag to find your gun to finish the job, you feel a sharp pain against your head. Now knocked over on the floor, you look up to see the man, who was probably faking dead earlier, with a now bloody rock in his hand. You manage to grab you bag as he grips onto a chunk of your long hair and drags you by it to the creek to finish the job. Just before he can manage to put you under again, you manage to find your gun and shoot him in the foot, getting him to fall down to your level. You cock your gun and aim it at his head, only to find he’s pulled out a gun from a holster in his boot and has it aimed at your head as well. You both sit there for a couple of seconds, just catching your breath. Both of you were near or in critical condition, you not knowing the full damage the rock did to your head, and him bleeding out of everywhere (especially the right of his abdomen). Your loud pants overlap each other as you continue to lie there in the increasingly bloody creek. You see his finger get more tense on the trigger, ready to make the final shot and waiting to see what your next move is. It isn’t what he thinks it is. You lower your gun. His eyebrows furrow in confusion. 

“Just do it. Get it over with”, you manage to gasp out.

You’ve come to terms with your situation here. It’s not like you had anything to look forward to down here. And besides, if he’s here, it might mean there might be more arriving from where he’s coming. What would you do then. It would be easier this way. He would eventually bleed out from his wounds anyway. Town was too far away for him to make it there by foot alive. You could feel his hot breath on your face as he slowly started to pull the trigger. You closed your eyes to make it easier. As the seconds went by, nothing happened. Eventually, you heard a plop into the water. You opened your eyes. His hand dropped into the creek and he had lost consciousness. You take a deep sigh of relief as your heavy lids shut and you enter the same fate he had.

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A/N: wow, so that was…a lot. again, please suspend your disbelief cause this was my first time writing a fight scene so just go with it ok 😭. this was so long though omg. dw guys we’re gonna get to the good stuff soon i swear lol. also i didn't really proofread so sorry if you could tell lol.