#marvel x monster high

[thes-hitoverlord]

art by STUPIDDEAD SKULLHEAD

[sabretoothtrailcamserve]

I dont need action figures

[marcyvamp1re-blog]

⊹ ٬  ✦ ──── MARCELINE THE VAMPIRE QUEEN

ᥫ᭡. ⵌ ꗃ​​◟ Alone in the universe? . . . Don't be silly!

Welcome to my chaotic corner of the internet. Name’s Marceline. Is it my real name? Maybe.

This is where I’ll be dumping all sorts of fanfiction across several fandoms—because why commit to one obsession when you can have twenty? Expect fluff, angst, pot twists, and the occasional descent into madness. Am I here to share my creative soul or to procrastinate on my actual responsibilities? The answer is yes.

Request; Open!

╰ ♤ ╮── Here you find...!

About me!⤸₊˚ ִֶָ Rules!⤸₊˚ ִֶָ What I Write⤸₊˚ ִֶָ

Future Fics⤸₊˚ ִֶָ Ao3⤸₊˚ ִֶָ

╰ ☆ ╮── MASTERLIST!!!

Dc & Marvel ‧₊˚ Adventure Time ‧₊˚ TOH‧₊˚ Aggretsuko ‧₊˚ ATLA ‧₊˚ Arcane ‧₊˚ Baki‧₊˚ Beastars ‧₊˚ Dan Da Dan ‧₊˚ Fnaf‧₊˚ SU ‧₊˚ TAWOG ‧₊˚ The Walten Files ‧₊˚ Slashers‧₊˚ One piece ‧₊˚ Monster High ‧₊˚ Gravity Falls ‧₊˚ The Legend Of Zelda ‧₊˚ TLOU ‧₊˚ Wicked ‧₊˚ Inside Job ‧₊˚ Rick & Morty ‧₊˚ GoT‧₊˚ HOTD‧₊˚ Original ‧₊˚

. . . You Can Add More!!!

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[best-character-named-x-poll]

have you done your daily click

[tabathastan]

Does anyone want to send requests for headcanons or imagines??

[comically-callous]

✧⁠*๑⁠ Guidelines ๑⁠*⁠✧

Hello, freaks. Please skim through this before making requests!

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Fandoms I'll write for:

Spiderman into/across the spiderverse

Harry Potter

Marauders

Marvel

X-Men

DC

Bullet train

Fear street

Stranger things

Baldur's gate 3

The amazing Spiderman

Slashers

Saiki K

Umbrella academy

I am not okay with this

Arcane

Arcana

Ouran highschool host club

Our flag means death

Ride the cyclone

Various Tim Burton movies

Gravity falls

Descendants

Criminal Minds

Stardew Valley

Detroit: Become Human

Inside job

Criminal minds

The Holdovers

Sallyface

Mouthwashing

The Last of Us

Probably a bunch of other stuff I'm forgetting. Feel free to ask me about other fandoms

What I will do:

Headcanons

Short fanfics/drabbles

Character x reader

Fem!Reader

Gn!Reader

Anything but Male! Reader (No shade to male!readers, I love y'all)

Platonic relationships

Romantic relationships

Poly relationships

AUs

Use of the same prompt for different characters

When requesting headcanons, I'll write for a maximum of 6 characters per post

Again, feel free to ask about what I'll write if you have any questions

What I WON'T do:

Anything including extreme gore/ v!Olence

1nc3st (gross)

Character x character (it's just not my thing)

Abusive relationships

Male!Reader (again, sorry fellas)

Real people x reader

Pregnancy/giving birth

Reader that has children with character

Rape/SA

Suicide/self harm

Child!Reader

Last time I'm saying this, but feel free to ask questions about what I'll write!!!

[geminiinspos]

Get in, babe, we're subverting the illogical "The people with more power than mere humans (supernaturals, people with superpowers, etc) are actually the oppressed ones" trope and holdng it underneath a critical lense!

[aikoiya]

My DP Character HCs Masterlist

This is just a bunch of hc stuff for DP characters. It might take a bit to get it all on here.

Danny:

Interesting Idea for King Danny

Engineer Danny

Frost Phantom

The Christmas Gift

The Source of Danny's Anger At Christmas

Anti-Gravity Phantom

Secret Identity

Ghost Hunter AU

Fenton:

Fenton Bias

Jack & Maddie's Perspective on Ghosts

Neurodivergent Fentons

Neurodivergent Jack & Maddie

Neurodivergent Jack

Dani's Obsession

Halfa Jazz

Fenton Preferences

Family Legacy 1

Family Legacy 2

Phantom Family AU

The Walker Family

Reveal Gone... Ambivalent?

Vlad Masters:

Ugly Crying Vlad

Vlad Struggling With NPD

Vlad the Methyphile

Vlad's Romantic Profile

Vlad's Sexual Profile

Clockwork:

Clockwork

The Origin of Clockwork

Clockwork Through the Multiverse

Full Prompts & Story Ideas:

The Bell Tolls For Amity

The Curse of the Seven Sins

Timeless Journey

Vlad vs Dan

Broken Future AU

Lady Nightshade AU

Purification & Aftermath

Other:

Nocturn (My Style)

Dash After High School

Rebel Alliance

Ember's Lement

Head Butler of Manson Manor

Lunch Lady

Sapiosexuality

Vlad & the Supernatural Trio

MRA Tucker

Team Halfa

Dan Insults Vlad

Realistic Danger & Casualties

Valerie's Powers

Dan Likes Greek

Dan's... Aaaage??? (Not Mine)

Sam's Thoughts on Lionfish

More Jewish Sam

DP Confessions

Ecto-Apocalypse

Plants Rights Lunatics

Whimsigoth Sam

The Haunted Jukebox

A Better Pam

HCs I Accept:

Danny Hollis the Cultural Gastronomy Gremlin

Xovers:

DPxDC - Ship Names List

DPxDC - Wayne Manor Layout (Not Mine)

DPxDC - Psyche Talk

DPxDC - Anger Management

DPxDC - Anger Management & Those Who Think It's Wrong

DPxDC - Grimm Romance (Anger Management)

DPxDC - Superman Isn't a Clonophobe & Backup

DPxDC - Bruce the Burdened

DPxDC - Elder Wayne Return

DPxDC - The Lazarus Pits & Jason Todd

DPxDC - A Bird in Amity

DPxDC - The Black Cat

DPxDC - Bell Above the Box

DPxDC - Jazz as Altair the Bluebird of Gotham

DPxDC - Duul Aman Thal

DPxDC - Green Lantern Danny

DPxDC - Vlad As a Lantern

DPxDC - Villainous Full House

DPxDW - Danny & the Doctor

DPxMCU - Saving Private Vision

DPxMH - Calamity Park

DPxIV - Viltrumite Kryptonite

DPxSU - GemHaunt

DPxMHA - Hawks' New Life

DPxN - The Ghost Shinobi

DPxMLP - Cutie Mark

DPxDB - Death Comes For All Eventually

DPxNJG - Danny Mortis

Other Phans' Stuff:

Heaven & Earth & the King On His Throne

Other DP Masterlists:

Ghost Zone Masterlist

DP Ask AU Masterlist

DP Phantom Twins AU Masterlist

Other Useful Masterlists:

Aikoiya's Writing Tips Masterlist

[edgymuses]

META POST MUSE LIST

here is a list of muses on this page, this list maybe subject to change due to various reasons. lost of interest or simply cleaning out the list. Some muse may have hiatus because I might not have consumed newer media my muse in, but one I will remove it from their name once i do so.

some muses maybe listed as primary, secondary, and request only. keep in mind that I may change muses activity depending on how much muse I have for them or if I feel like they either have more traction or less (ex: how much people request them in either asks or threads + how much I push said muse). primary muses are the ones I’ll use the most in sending memes, use in threads, making meta post about, detailed headcanons, and edits. secondary muses will be used in some threads, some meme post, headcanon will be posted at times, may make meta post, and I may make edits for them. request only muses are only used if the user wants to do threads with them or send ask memes for them to my ask box, I’ll occasionally develop them via meta post or headcanon, if I feel like it I will send memes to them, I’ll rarely make edits for them.

another point to note is if my muses’ bios or verse are not up please feel free to message me if you have any questions or concerns if I do write their bios and verse. I’ll be linking their bios and verse page as well. it’ll be next to their active status.

down below is my muse list, I’ll keep it under read more to avoid long post. enjoy your time here and I can’t wait to start threads and friendship with you! thank you so much! 💜

COMICS (with hints of other medias sprinkled in)

MARVEL

talia wagner (nocturne) primary / bio & verse page

callisto primary / bio & verse page

illyana rasputin primary / bio & verse page

jubilation lee (jubilee) primary / bio & verse page

luna maximoff request only / bio & verse page

vivian vision request only / bio & verse page

jimmy hudson (wolverine) secondary / bio & verse page

shiro yoshida (sunfire) primary / bio & verse page

aimi yoshida primary / bio & verse page

lorna dane (polaris) primary / bio & verse page

frances barrison (shriek) secondary / bio & verse page

crystalia amaquelin secondary / bio & verse page

DETECTIVE COMICS (DC)

grace choi secondary / bio & verse page

manchester black secondary / bio & verse page

jason blood + etrigan the demon primary / bio & verse page

louise lincoln (killer frost ii) primary / bio & verse page

june moone (enchantress) secondary / bio & verse page

harper row (bluebird) primary / bio & verse page

leslie willis (livewire) primary / bio & verse page

tatus yamashiro (katana) primary / bio & verse page

rex mason (metamorpho) secondary / bio & verse page

siobhan smythe (silver banshee) secondary / bio & verse page

lian harper request only / bio & verse page

renee montoya (the question) secondary / bio & verse page

IDW COMICS

oroku karai (karai) secondary / bio & verse page

IMAGE COMICS

cassie hack primary / bio & verse page

DYNAMITE ENTERTAINMENT

red sonja primary / bio & verse page

vampirella primary / bio & verse page

VIDEO GAMES

METAL GEAR SOLID (MGS)

eli (liquid snake) primary / bio & verse page

emma emmerich (ee) secondary / bio & verse page

MORTAL KOMBAT

sindel primary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

RESIDENT EVIL

rebecca chambers primary / bio & verse page

SILENT HILL (SH)

heather mason secondary / bio & verse page

PERSONA

eikichi mishina secondary / bio & verse page

STREET FIGHTER

vega primary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

poison primary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

cammy white request only / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

ken masters secondary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

TEKKEN

lei wulong (super cop) primary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

julia chang primary / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

eliza request only / bio & verse page (on hiatus)

POKEMON

guzma primary / bio & verse page

FILM

LABYRINTH

jareth the goblin king primary / bio & verse page

A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET

nancy thompson secondary / bio & verse page

UNIVERSAL MONSTERS

lawrence talbot (the wolfman) secondary / bio & verse page

gill-man (creature from the black lagoon) secondary / bio & verse page

TV SHOWS

EXTREME GHOSTBUSTERS

kylie griffin secondary / bio & verse page

X-MEN EVOLUTION

rogue primary / bio & verse page

OTHER MEDIA

MONSTER HIGH

frankie stein secondary / bio & verse page

toralei stripe secondary / bio & verse page

twyla boogeyman secondary / bio & verse page

MIX MEDIA

the bride of frankenstein primary / bio & verse page

STAR WARS

asajj ventress secondary / bio & verse page

[christinaanime]

Fandoms I write for:

(Right now, can change after some time ) {Updated: 24.7.2023}

Twilight

BNHA/MHA

FNAF

Avatar/Avatar the way of water

Marvel

Winx club/Winx saga

Barbie

Harry Potter era

Marauders era

Disney

Hogwarts mystery

Monster High

Until dawn

Princess Diaries

Bridgerton

Summer I turned pretty

The secret of moonacre

The school for good and evil

Anne with an e

Enola Holmes

Prince of Persia the Sands of Time

I will write mainly for fem!reader. But I'll try write also for gn and male reader, but only when rescued. And I am sorry if my english won't be always perfect, it's because I am not native english speaker. So I hope you will understand when there'll be one or two misspeling. Bye for now.

Read and Enjoy your Christinaanime 💙

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[salemscomiccorner]

Comic Haul!📚

Glad to finally have the singles of Fallen Angels!

[kaeyinx]

i have way too many interests for my bank account to keep up. (aka i currently want to drop $80 for a lot of 14 endgame funkos, buy more monster high dolls, a top gun poster, etc.)

[daily-polls0]

welcome to daily-polls0

Hello and welcome to daily polls! New polls out daily @ 10pm GMT, I will take any requests through asks, reblogs or comments and every poll will be set to 1 week duration. If there are no requests I will do generic/no specific theme polls, or base them off my own interests (check tags)

thanks and feel free to submit any ideas!

[maxthefryingpan12]

Requests are open!

Someone please request something, I’m begging. I have no ideas on what to write!

You can request virtually anything of me(fanfic wise).

But I don’t do:

-incest

-stepbrother or stepsister

-characters that are canonically under the age of 12(they have to at least be in 7th grade, people.)

-fics that go against confirmed character sexualities(such as a male reader x Robin Buckley)

-large age gap (reader has to be at least 18 if I do it)

-shows/books/movies that I haven’t read/seen(it makes me nervous about messing up the character)

-ACTUAL PEOPLE(as in celebrities themselves, not live action characters, i am also talking about real people who have had shows made out of them)

-children x adults(unless platonically)

-rape play, dubcon, CNC, stuff of that nature(the concept makes me uncomfortable)

-toxic!(Character) x reader

I will write a variety of other things and I will write for a VERY LARGE variety of characters and fandoms.

I will write for:

Riddick

Percy Jackson

Tmnt

Magnus Chase

Marvel

Mha

Aot

Harry Potter

Detroit: Become Human

Howl’s moving castle

Epic(2013 movie)

DC

Supernatural

OHSHC

Divergent

EAH & MH

Heartless

Skyrim

Portal

Fnaf

Httyd

Star Wars

Sally Face

Stranger things

Creepypasta

Wakfu

Demon slayer

H x H

Fairytail

The promised Neverland(fluff only for now)

BNA

Twilight

The Hobbit & the Lord of the Rings

Haikyuu

The black phone

Rise of the guardians

Sinbad(the Disney film)

Pirates of the Caribbean

The spiderverse

The hunger games

Naruto

Hazbin hotel & helluva boss

Hellboy

Encanto

Strange magic

Shera

The book of life & Maya and the three

SCP

Your boyfriend game( I can’t remember the title)

Yandere simulator

TBHK

Twisted wonderland

Mystic Messenger

MeChat

Sing & zootopia

Among us

Mulan

That’s all I can remember for now.

A/n: I couldn’t fit all the tags :’(

[williamaltman]

I'm once again looking for more moots on twitter. This is my alt account but I'm using it more now that IWTV s2 is airing and HOTD promo started... And if you speak portuguese that's my main.

I don't really post that much and my accs aren't dedicated to a specific fandom, but I just wish I had more people to possibly interact with or maybe see whatever I say, so if you don't mind...

Will tag some fandoms so people see it pls don't be mad <3

[thriftedtchotchkes]

how do you sleep?

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

summary: joel's always there to comfort you with his words and a warm bed after a nightmare, but tonight, you need a little more

warnings: 18+ MDNI, jackson era, soft!joel, comfort, undefined relationship, getting together, mentions of nightmares & insomnia, smut, unprotected piv, slow/intimate sex, creampie

word count: 3.3k

“Whas’wrong?”

You didn't mean to end up here again. It's the third night this week you swiped Joel's key from under the doormat and found yourself standing in his bedroom doorway.

"Can't sleep," you reply, barely above a whisper. Exhaustion seeps into your voice, permeating your limbs the longer you remain standing.

He already knows why you're here. Ever since you, Joel, and Ellie arrived in Jackson and were offered homes of your own, rest evades you more than it ever did on the road. It's too quiet here, and your racing mind fills the silence with the horrors of a life lived in constant fear.

You know you're safe now. You know that, but it's not enough to convince your body or quell the ever-present tightness in your chest telling you to run, to hide. Your fears are more potent in the dark, and the shadows creeping from wall to wall have sharper edges. Teeth that threaten to tear you apart and rip away everything and everyone you've fought so hard to protect.

The walls and floorboards creak with life that shouldn't be present in an empty, two-story home—too big for a single person, and yet still yours—and quickly begin to sound like impending death.

Nowadays, more often than not, you seek out a different kind of shelter. The familiar, comforting embrace of the man who kept you warm and protected through harsh winters and from monsters prowling in the night. That's where you belong.

Crisp bedsheets rustle in the dark and then you hear Joel pat the mattress twice—an invitation to occupy the space beside him, the one he always leaves empty just in case.

"Well, c'mon then. Hurry up," he grumbles, still half-asleep. But he isn’t frustrated. He's tired, just like you, and he'll probably sleep a lot better knowing both of his girls are resting soundly under his roof.

You trudge over and waste no time burying your face in his bare chest, breathing in pine and cedar wood shavings before exhaling a heavy sigh of relief. Throwing a leg over his thighs, you mold into him, rubbing your cheek into coarse curls and marveling at the calm, steady rhythm beneath you.

It feels good to be home. You're not sure why you let Maria give you an entire house to yourself when everything you could ever want or need was right across the street. Every time you end up back here, you wonder. And every time you leave, you wish you'd stayed.

He wraps you up in his arms and tugs you into his side, murmuring your name with soft lips that tenderly caress your forehead. They're so warm, just like the rest of him, and you find yourself aching to feel them on yours. It's a line neither of you have ever crossed, but tonight's been rough.

For what felt like days, you were forced to watch as your worst nightmares came to bloody fruition. You were dragged through the most brutal outcomes of events you already survived and could do nothing more than pray you'd wake up soon. When you finally came to and checked the clock, it had only been an hour and a half since you'd passed out. The moon was still high in the sky, taunting you with the promise of more. More dread, endless brutality.

Joel can make all of that go away, if only for a few hours. He always does, but tonight...you don't want to talk about it tonight. You don't want to think about it, about anything at all. You just want him.

You'd feel selfish asking for more if there wasn't already something between you. Something nurtured and gradual that's been building for months, beginning on your travels across the country and coming to an unignorable head here in Jackson.

Back then, it was stolen glances while you bathed together in streams and fleeting touches in your shared sleeping bag under star-filled skies. It's more intimate these days. He holds your hand when you're anxious, and you kiss away the frown lines and frustrated wrinkles that mar his skin.

Every day, you skirt the line between platonic companionship and whatever's starting to simmer below the surface. You're scared to hope he feels it too, but the thought of remaining in this undefined middle ground scares you even more.

The furnace drifting in and out of consciousness next to you radiates with an addictive heat you've told yourself to ignore for a long time, but it's quickly becoming an impossible feat. Pressed into his side, you're trying and failing not to writhe against him. But he's starting to notice.

His hips jerk every time your core drags against his bare thigh, a slow, repetitive grind you really shouldn't continue, but feels so fucking good combined with the slick pooling between your legs. You should stop—really, you should—but his breathing's changing and hitching, catching in his throat every time the growing tent in his boxers meets the friction of your inner thigh.

Then, he gasps something cognizant and urgent, and you know you've been caught. His hand snakes down to your ass and traps you against his side with a grip so firm, plush skin spills between his fingers.

“Woah, hold on there," he breathes out heavily, and his gaze drops to yours curiously. His eyes are wide open and alert, shining with the faint reflection of moonlight streaming through an adjacent window. Bright and yet pitch black as his sleep-addled brain struggles to catch up with his body. "What's goin' on with you tonight?"

You worry your bottom lip between your teeth, debating whether or not to ask for his help. His expression is gentle but otherwise unreadable, and there's a chance this could go very, very badly. Maybe you'd be better off apologizing, but you don't want to. You're not sorry for needing him.

And the longer he waits for an answer, the more his body convinces you that he wants the same things you do. His hand is still on your ass, kneading as he urges you to rock into him, but he doesn't seem to realize he's doing it. Then, his thigh flexes and a rush of wetness coats your already soaked underwear. His expression falters, and you know he can feel it.

His voice is tighter when he speaks again, but that tinge of concern is still there. He wants to make it all better, but he can't unless you tell him how. Your hand tenses where it lies on his chest, and he covers it with his own.

"What can I do? Just tell me how to help you—whatever it is, I'll do it," he murmurs, brushing his thumb reassuringly across your skin. You tilt your chin up and suddenly you're close enough to breathe his air. Closer than you've ever been and yet still not close enough.

"I need you to...," Fuck me. But it sounds too crude. A quick fuck isn't what you need right now. You need to be full of him, to hold him deep inside you and keep him there for as long as this night will allow. "...make me feel safe again."

"Tell me how," he repeats as you struggle to bite back a moan. He's working you against him intentionally now, encouraging you up and down his leg, and it's making your brain go a little haywire. "What do you need, baby?"

"Joel," you whine at the endearment, an intense heat building at the apex of your thighs. That's new. You want to hear him say it again, to devour every word as he buries himself inside you over and over. You will him to understand. "I need you."

He sucks in a harsh breath through his teeth, steeling himself before nosing into the hairs at your temple. The gesture is so tender and affectionate even as he bucks into your thigh, and it's painfully obvious how hard you're making him. He nods slowly and plants a soft kiss on your forehead, his chest rising and falling more rapidly than before.

"Okay, baby. I got you," he murmurs, his lips trailing down to your eyelids, then the apple of your cheek. "I'll make it all go away, alright? M'gonna take care of you."

And you believe him. He rolls you onto your back and you gasp as his entire weight presses you into the mattress. It's more than just comforting. You feel protected. He's shielding you from this horrible, broken world, somehow managing to prove that there's still goodness to be found. And it's on top of you, broad and strong, and wanting you just as badly as you want him.

Big hands cup your cheeks and his lips meet yours, so much different than the familiar press against your forehead or the top of your head. You're in unknown territory, but he guides you carefully and moves slowly, taking the time to explore and savor. The taste of spearmint begins to overwhelm your senses as the kiss deepens, and you lick into his mouth impatiently, already craving more.

But after years of quiet observation, Joel knows better than anyone how to temper you. Ducking down to bury his face in your neck, he kisses along the underside of your jaw, regaining control of the pace with a sharp, halting suck. And while he refuses to let your urgency rush him, he still allows your hands to roam his skin and tug at his boxers, letting you take what you want—like his only goal is to make sure this lasts long enough for him to fulfill his promise.

A disgruntled groan bubbles in your throat, and you feel him chuckle. "Y'know, patience is supposed to be a virtue," he mumbles, amused, his beard scratchy and grounding against your skin. You huff in response.

Tonight doesn't feel like a night for virtues. Not when things are finally changing in your favor. After so much time, so much running, you actually have somewhere to go—and stay. You're not running away anymore. You're moving towards something that feels real, and dependable, and safe, and you're doing it together. And now that you're so close you can taste it, you're done waiting.

"You're really gonna start caring about virtues now?" you ask skeptically, slipping your hands past the waistband of his boxers to grab his ass.

He hesitates, then huffs out a quiet laugh. "Fair enough."

And with that, you both know the time for talking is over. Something shifts and you're on the same page, ready to take as much as the other is willing to give.

Joel begins to drag your shirt up to reveal more, but suddenly feeling stifled, you take over and remove it completely. The look on his face makes it more than worth it. It's not the first time he's seen you naked, but as his eyes rake over your bare curves, it feels like it could be. Reverently, he returns his lips to yours, kissing you deeply before charting a path lower.

His mouth feels hot as he laves and nips across your collarbone, and he shimmies further down the bed until he's just barely ghosting the swell of your breasts. You gasp, burying your fingers in his hair as he sucks a bruise below your nipple and soothes the sting with his tongue. Licking a wide stripe past the darkening mark, he captures the bud between his teeth, another hand sliding up your stomach to cup your other breast while he alternates between swirling and sucking.

Your entire body feels like it's on fire. The ache between your thighs worsens the longer he continues, but instead of squeezing them together for relief, you wrap your legs around his waist and tug him onto you. By now, you're so wet, there's no way you're not soaking right through your underwear and into his boxers, and you hope he can feel it. If your increasing volume isn't enough of an indication that you need him inside you, then maybe this will be.

He lets out a pained groan into your chest, and you clench in satisfaction. He immediately grinds down, thrusting into you like he's forgotten about the layers of clothing still separating you. You don't bother to remind him.

Bucking him off, you quickly wrench down your underwear then reach for his, yanking them off while he sheds his t-shirt. Your fingers close around his cock before his shirt hits the floor and he startles before melting into your grip, eyes fluttering shut and lips parting around a cross between a sigh and the neediest whine you've ever heard.

You feel that telltale whoosh between your legs again, and after pumping him a few times, you guide him toward your entrance. In the back of your mind, you know you're taking a risk without a condom. You should be safer, more responsible. But it's Joel. It's always been Joel.

His eyes shoot open once he realizes where you're leading him, but you only bite your lip and nod, your expression uncharacteristically vulnerable. An unspoken agreement passes between you, a quiet understanding cultivated through years of friendship and now something more. Then, he presses inside and your mind goes blissfully blank.

No more horrors, no more fear. Just Joel keeping his promise and doing exactly what you trusted him to do. He encompasses you entirely, pressing the length of his body flush against yours as he works himself into you. The stretch was nothing you ever could've anticipated, but it grounds you in the present moment. It's everything you told yourself not to hope for when you showed up on his doorstep tonight.

His movements are slow but powerful, and he rests his forehead on yours, eyes alert and acutely aware of every change in expression. The intensity of his gaze and the slick sound of him burying himself to the hilt should make you self-conscious—it's all you can see and hear, but that's the point, isn't it? To get lost in the way he drags so perfectly against your walls and grinds his hips into yours on every thrust, slow and steady.

He's attentive, cataloging whenever he makes you moan a little louder or your eyes roll, and repeats it again and again until you're writhing underneath him. Your nails rake down his back and scratch at his scalp, and he jerks forward whenever you're a little too rough, hitting so deep, it feels like he's grazing your cervix. But the longer he continues to give you everything you want, the more his body trembles with the effort of holding himself back.

You know Joel, and you can tell when he's resisting an urge. His biceps tense where he's propped on his forearms, bracketing your head, and there's so little space between you, you can feel his abs flexing every time he plunges back inside you. He needs more and you want to give it to him.

Lifting your head, you bridge the tiny gap to meet his lips. "Joel, c'mon. You can fuck me harder than that, I'm not gonna break," you mumble between open-mouthed kisses. That catches him off guard.

He accidentally lets himself go for a thrust or two, and you're cut off by a moan, your walls squeezing him so hard, it's painful. Somehow, you manage to recover just long enough to gasp out the rest. "It's okay if you need something from me, too. Just take it. I trust you."

For an agonizing moment, Joel pauses to observe you, waiting for something in your eyes to contradict the permission you just gave him. But when he doesn't find it, he shakily exhales the breath he'd been holding and his head drops to your shoulder. The groan that follows rumbles so deeply in his chest, it makes your stomach drop. Then, without warning, his hands are gripping your thighs and he's rutting into you like a caged animal finally set free.

There he is. The man who never hesitated to gun down anyone who threatened the safety of his loved ones and did whatever it took to bring his girls home.

Recognition washes over you and fills you with a familiar feeling of security. It's something only Joel has ever been able to give you. You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face into his hair, hoping to return even a fraction of that feeling.

As he gives into his body, he starts to ramble, his words muffled and lost to your delicate skin. But you don't need to hear him to know what he's saying. With every thrust, the bed frame rattles and gets the message across loud and clear. Your heels dig into his back, encouraging him forward, begging him to keep going, and he obliges, quickly reduced to helpless grunts and curses.

The room gets increasingly hotter and more humid, and the cool air flowing through the window isn't nearly enough to provide relief, but neither of you seems to care. You're a little in love with the way your bodies slip together, sweat and slick intermingling seamlessly.

Everything is so wet, and it feels incredible—your skin against his, your walls pulsing around his cock. He's molding into you, so close that you can't do much more than swivel your hips into his, and it's sending you hurtling toward the edge faster than you can fully process. The coarse hair at the base of his cock rubs your clit just right, and when he adjusts the angle to fuck you deeper than before, you hit your peak.

You dissolve into a whimpering mess beneath him, desperately riding out your orgasm as he groans and abruptly bites down on your shoulder. Releasing your legs to grab your waist, he forces himself impossibly further inside you and grinds into your spasming walls until he's coming with you. He gasps his way through it, stilling while he lets you milk him dry, then collapses on top of you and gathers you in his arms.

For a while, you both struggle to catch your breath. The mattress is bare save for the fitted sheet, your clothes, pillows, and blankets having been kicked or tossed onto the floor. It feels nice like this—to savor the winter air cooling your bodies and to just be held. Without letting you go, Joel lifts his head to kiss the teeth marks he left on your shoulder apologetically and then shifts higher to press his lips against the underside of your jaw.

"You alright?" he asks gently, his voice a little gruffer than usual from the exertion.

"Mhm," you hum, nosing into his temple. "More than." He sighs and almost sounds relieved.

The thought makes your heart ache. If he's worried he crossed a line, well. He did. You both did, but it was a long time coming and you don't regret a thing. You squeeze him a little tighter as if to tell him, and he allows himself to melt into you briefly. Then, he draws back to cup your cheek and guide your lips to his.

He kisses you slowly, taking the time to appreciate the sensation of your mouth against his without any urgency. "Feel better?" he murmurs after reluctantly parting from you. You keep him close.

"I don't think we have to worry about any more nightmares tonight," you reply with a small smile. He returns it, eyes crinkling fondly, then rolls you onto your sides to settle in for a good night's sleep.

As you start to drift off, you hear him chuckle and mutter something under his breath that you don't quite catch. But it sounds a lot like, "Might be time for you to finally move in."

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