#mark riddick

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Forest

Artist: Mark Riddick TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[pulpsandcomics2]

Army of the Dead

[wormically]

Mark Riddick art.

[sandmandaddy69]

Mark Riddick

[albumarchives]

Dream Unending/Worm | Starpath (2023)

[asphyxiating-endless-darkness]

Skeletal Remains

Artwork by Mark Riddick

[thehardgroove]

[ricki272goldy]

[swan2swan]

So Steel City Con is just a Death Note, then.

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Nekusar, the Mindrazer

Artist: Mark Riddick TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[wormically]

Mark Riddick art

[darktraumabomba2]

Mark Riddick

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Ancient Spell | To Rule This Kingdom of Sorrow (2024)

[my-name-is-heartache]

let me see you

riddick x afab!reader

NOT MY GIF! NOT MY CHARACTER!

Warnings: juicy smut, no use of yn, not mentioned so you can choose to ignore this but they are married

No part two

you fumbled with the lock as you rushed inside your apartment. The lock wasn't a hard one, the thing that made it difficult was the man at your neck leaving a hot trail along your shoulder.

You almost dropped the key in your haste, but quickly fitted it in the lock when teeth sunk into your neck.

Turning the key you both stumbled inside slamming the door behind you as he pressed you up against the wood.

his hands traveled up your sides under your shirt, the left cupping your breast the other unfastened your bra.

As soon as he unfastened it he pulled your top off dragging your bra after.

The cool air caught you off guard but his bare chest quickly replaced the air as he picked you up by your waist.

He continued sucking and biting as he pulled off your trousers and panties. His following after.

Soon you were both lying on your bed groping and kissing as you ground against his erection.

The darkness of the room was the only thing hiding you, although his goggles had long since been discarded and his silver eyes glimmered in the faint stream of light from the window.

He lined his shaft up with your entrance and slowly pushed inside, both of you moaning.

Soon he was balls deep in you, and he started moving the feral desire restricting him from coherent thought.

Wet sounds filled the room as he pumped into you.

His hands gripping your waist like a vise he took your left nipple into his mouth rolling it between his teeth, making you moan and gasp.

"look so beautiful like this," he murmured and you barely heard him. Glancing down at him in the dark the only thing you could see was his eyes luminescent against the black.

"wanna see you too!" You mumbled breathlessly.

Although you instantly regretted it when he froze pulling out of you making you whine in protest.

Then he was gone, you could hear his distant footsteps from the hall.

Then nothing, suddenly the lights flicked on and there he stood in the doorway with his goggles pulled back over his eyes, his cock still erect and dribbling precum.

"fuuuu-" you moaned warmth gathering in your belly as he slowly walked back over to you. Slotting himself between your legs.

"this better?" He asked biting your thigh as he pushed your legs up against your chest.

You nodded furiously as he slid his cock back into your cunt, your gummy walks squeezing around him. Both of you crying out in pleasure.

"what can't talk? I mean I knew I was good," riddick chuckles licking a stripe along your jaw, making you whimper.

You feel a familiar tightening in your abdomen as riddick continues to pound you into the mattress.

He presses your legs tighter against your chest and his cock grazes your g-spot making you moan and claw at his back.

"fuck," he moaned as you tightened around him. "So close doll."

You tried to tell him you were close but a particularly hard thrust sent you over the edge moaning and shaking as he fucked you.

Hot liquid met your finger tips as you dug at his back. Arching up off the mattress you clung to him as he came filling you with his hot seed.

"fuck doll," he grit his teeth and kissed up you neck but you stopped him.

"shit," you swore desperately pressing against the claw marks as they oozed blood. "Sorry."

"don't be it was hot," he smirked and stood making sure your legs were wrapped tightly around his waist before he turned the lights off removed his goggles and turned on the shower.

You simply scoffed and shook your head before your mouth attached to his and you let yourself get lost on the feeling of the warm water on your skin and his lips on yours.

[annwayne]

Yeah I'd love to see what you write, please tag me if you post it!

I'm pretty sure none of the Pitch Black isekai are actually tagged isekai lol, so not anything you did wrong while searching. I'm pretty sure these are the only isekai in the riddick/oc tag (I don't read canon/canon that much) I could have missed some, but I know these are the ones I read and got inspired from! All M or higher rating.

Unhinged

Mark of the Beast.

Wonderland Ain't Got Shit On This

Unfortunately, none of them are finished. Unhinged was my favorite, but alas, orphaned account </3

So uh, I was wandering around tags an I found your post where you were talking about your wips, the ask the writer about them

And I’m curious about your OC x Riddick isekai Fic could I know about that?

!!! Oh hell yeah! I'm always up to talk about my wips lol. Any questions or details you'd like to know about are welcome!! (though there are things I won't give away hewhewhew)

Thanks for asking! This got uh, a little long, so I'm putting it under a cut lol.

Alright, so first thing I think I should lay out is that this isn't a totally traditional isekai fic (as far as I know them to be).

My oc, Ares Mayer, goes between her world (our world basically) when she's awake and Riddick's world when she's asleep. It all starts when she falls asleep in front of the tv, with netflix playing Pitch Black. Her dreams go on for as long as she, well, survives. Then she wakes up in the 'real world' and goes about whatever regular stuff she does. And by night time when she goes to bed the story picks up nearly right where it last ended.

At first it's a blast for Ares. A lucid dream where she's part of a movie she loves? Epic! But then, this is a horror situation. Doom is impending and for whatever reason, she can't change anything.

She didn't really notice it the first time. Once she realized where she was, Ares tried to pull that other crew member off his chair, to save him. But then she woke up. The blue light of the tv washed over her living room. Realizing what had happened, Ares turned the tv off and went to sleep in her bed. It took awhile to fall asleep though, thanks to the headache she had.

Next time she's in the dream much, much longer. Waking up to Carolyn yelling at everyone to leave as she gave her crewmate a merciful death. She met the other survivors, helped with finding supplies, even talked with Riddick at one point-the whole thing plays out just like in the movie. Nearly. There's more now, because she's there. When half the party leaves to try and find water, she sticks behind. Maybe the guy in the chair was impossible to help, he was yelling at her and wouldn't listen after all. If she just warned Zeke, then he'd be okay.

He wasn't okay.

She woke up.

Not so weird, you know, something scary happens in a dream and that wakes you up. That's normal. She goes about her day, headache growing.

Three dreams in a row. Two nights. One day.

This time Ares woke up on Carolyn's back, with everyone screaming, trying to pull them up out of the caverns. Ares freed the cord and they tumbled out of the dirt mounds into sunlight. How she survived is greatly debated, and the survivors start to suspect her of being dangerous due to the odd circumstances of her rescue. Not to mention, Ares was rather cryptic and frightening, talking in what sounded like riddles to everyone else.

Johns was ready to write her off as some sort of psycho, but Carolyn was slightly more generous. There was a way that Ares talked to Carolyn, like Ares could see all of her soul. A sympathy and sadness that carried in Ares eyes when she spoke to Carolyn.

Riddick already found Ares interesting, thanks to her shameless flirty introduction, but now she was a puzzle, something to solve and something that may benefit him. His conversations with Ares are the most confusing, because he didn't immediately write her off as crazy, so Ares opened up to him about what she thought could be happening quickly. Theories about dream-walking into different realities where fiction was real, ideas of temporal rifts and visions made into fictional media, even godly intervention to teach Ares some lesson was brought up once. That sounded like god to Riddick.

So it keeps happening. Wake up, pop an advil, go to work, live a life, and then fall asleep. Fail to prevent death after death after death. Fail to convince anyone to leave early. Fail to change the story. Ares is desperate and breaking. Watching these deaths with the barrier of a TV screen was different to watching them play out right before her, so vivid and clear with smells and touches she couldn't be dreaming-could she?

So, that's the premise. This might seem like I gave a lot away, but the fic I have planned will go all the way up to the 3rd movie, maybe even 4th if that comes out while I'm writing.

Unfortunately I have no potential release date to give you for a first chapter. I fandom-hop and write fics as they inspire me. This idea will never be abandoned, but it will likely take a few years to be posted anywhere. Again, thanks for your interest and ask <3 I actually got some writing for the story done because you got me thinking about much I love this story again!! Feeding your authors really does so much for us xD