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romanarose · 20 days ago

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The Prodigals: Prologue

Dividers by @sister-lucifer (first one) and @kodaswrld (last 2)

Upcoming series: The Prodigals. Leftovers. Failures. Fuck-ups. Losers. Fugitives. Scott and Kurt, left with nothing else, travel universes in search of people like them, heros in hiding or who need a push. They form a new team Frankensteined together by nothing but hope for a better future and to make something of themselves.

Summery for prologue: Nothing Scott could ever do could make up for these failures. But Kurt is going to try to help.

Warning: Suicide attempt, gun to chin type thing much like Marc in Moon Knight. Deaths off screen. Hurt hurt hurt. Then comfort.

A/N: In the words of P!ATD, I'm the narrator and this is just a prologue. More information on this series below. This is not a Kurt and Scott only fic, it's going to be very focused on a multitude of mismatched people. And will be gay. No reader.

And just like that, there was nothing left to live for.

Earth was destroyed, almost everyone Scott loved was dead, and he stood here on top a pile of carcuses of those he killed in vain to save it. What was that slaughter for, if at the end 8 billion were gone still? Just more blood on his hands.

Floating in a useless ship as the world he knew literally burned to ashes, turning in on itself while hellfire rained down, somehow Scott felt the urge to stop the destruction still, even though there was nothing left to save. Every living being, human or mutant, was obliterated, something not even Logan or Wade could survive. Entire buildings were dust.

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.

Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return.

Kurt would be proud of him for remembering those verses. Were they bible verses, or were they just said in mass? Well, maybe Kurt wouldn’t be proud. It doesn’t matter, because Kurt is about to be as disappointed in Scott as he ever could be, but Scott is taking the coward’s way out. He won’t live to see the disappointment on his only living friend’s face.

The gun was tilted to his chin. No healing factor. One shot, and it would be over. Was it selfish to leave Kurt here alone, with no one? Yes. It was. And the fact Scott was willing to let that happen just because he couldn’t face another second was testament that he deserved to die.

He never deserved the power he was given, the mutation, the gift. He wasn’t worthy. He didn’t deserve Charles mentorship, the authority bestowed on him that he let grow into hubris, pride that made him think he didn’t need to ask for help when he was in over his head.

He got cocky. He got sloppy.

And now there was nothing left to live for, certainly not Kurt who deserved better than him.

“It’s not your time, mien frund.”

Scott sighed, the earth a bright yellow and orange and red out the window he looked. Of course Kurt found a way to him. Of course Kurt never gave up on him. Of course he thinks he can save him now. He chuckles, sardonic sound. “Yeah, was it Logan’s time? Was it Rogue and Remy’s? Do you think they died in each other’s arm?”

“Stop it.”

“Do you think Ororo and Jean were laughing together when they were incinerated?”

“Put the gun down-”

Scott whipped around to face Kurt, gun still trained under his jaw. “Or do you think Jean saw it coming in her head and screamed for me to save her?”

He lost Jean to Logan long ago, and he accepted that. Logan was his friend and he loved both dealy, but that didn’t stop her face from being what he saw at the end of the world.

Kurt’s face turned to that of desperation. Scott hoped desperately the religious young man wasn’t going to lecture him on God’s love. He didn’t want to hear it right now, he wanted to hate himself.

“Please… don’t leave me…” There was a desperation in Kurt’s voice, a pleading, begging even that screamed ‘you are all I have now’ and this is what he was afraid of. This is why he didn’t go find Kurt when he knew it was over. Because there was no way in hell he could look at the younger man’s face, ever-full of love and hope, and abandon him.

The gun was set shakily down on a counsel, and Scott dropped to the floor, the atmosphere burning up below their ship. Everyone in a plane fried up seconds after everyone on earth did, anyone in spaceships or in a station minutes after, while Scott still scrambled to end the carnage in vain. They likely watched their earth burn, the fire itself coming for them.

Kurt did not hesitate to drop to the floor beside him, holding his brother as he wracked with sobs of guilt and grief. They stayed like that until exhaustion fell Scott to the metal floor but the agony hadn’t ended. They didn’t move for hours. When Scott fell asleep in his arms, Kurt stayed right there until he too rested, surrounded by the bodies Scott killed, sliced in half by a man who was more dangerous than anyone Kurt knew when provoked just the right way.

“How did you get in here?” Scott finally managed to ask. He woke up from sleep, having a few moments of bliss before he remembered what happened. Before he carefully pulled away from his friend’s embrace, embarrassed. Before he remembered that they were floating above their dead earth stranded, and it was his responsibility to figure out something that would save the boy’s life. He wouldn’t let him die here.

Kurt reached behind him, pulling out a small dial. “It’s how they got here. Universe portal, but it set it to go here. I think this is our best bet.”

“So what?” Scott brows furrowed until they were under his visor. “We’re just supposed to hop to another universe and compete with another Kurt and Scott? See dead ringers for our friends and work beside them every day?” He got up, still feeling embarrassed to have needed comfort from who he is supposed to be leading.

Blue fingers fidget with the small mechanism. “Well, I was thinking as you slept.” Scott blushed at the reminder. “We could make our own team… Your team.”

That caught Scott’s attention. “What the hell do you mean?”

“There’s got to be other people like us. People who’ve seen shieste and are alone, who need people. Different universes, different teams have those left behind.”

“So… what, get a bunch of fucking losers together?”

Kurt gives a small laugh. “You’re not a loser, mien frund. Far from it. You are a leader.”

Scott closed his eyes, wincing at that. Failure, that’s what he was. “Kurt, I’m not-”

“Our team will be those left behind. Those who never had a chance to be who they could be. You Americans, you love your rag tag team of misfits, no?”

A sigh. “Yeah, we do…”

Kurt pushes the device into his friend’s hand. “We can do good, Scott.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t think I- everyone is dead, and I know you’ll say it’s not my fault but it is.” He tries to push it back to Kurt, but he refuses.

There is a pause before Kurt speaks again, a young man wise beyond his years considering his words. “I won’t argue with you, because now is not the time… But if you feel you have failed, if you feel you have done wrong in the eyes of God, this can be your repentance. A baptism, a new life for us helping others.”

He wasn’t right for it. He was weak. He was prideful. He was jealous and angry and controlling… but Scott’s guilt burned in him, a tear in his heart he was certain he could never repair. There was no way for him to undo what he did. However, Kurt was so full of hope, a determination to do good and to be good that pulled on Scott like a magnet. For Kurt, he’d try.

Kurt would realize soon enough he wasn’t right. They’d find other heroes worthy to lead, men like Steve Rogers and Charles Xavier. Not like him.

Until then, he’d stay by Kurt’s side.

“Fine. But I’m not leading this frankenstein ass team. I’m just here to keep you alive.”

Kurt smiled at that, grinned, even. “Hurra! Come on, let’s go find us a new home!”

With that, Kurt opened up a portal and practically skipped right through. Scott trailed behind, leaving corpses and the burning earth in his wake.

So off they go! Gonna get their rag tag team of misfits together!

I have not decided everything. In fact, I just came up with this today.

Confirmed characters that will join: Moon knight, daredevil, spiderman, deadpool, the worst logan, Venom, Jessica Jones, remy lebeau

Major themes and warnings: SHIT WILL BE GAY! Im not gonna tell yall right off the bat every ship that will be a thing but we know the x men are messy so there will be mutiple. For sure poolverine. Might have a few trans interpretations of characters if I wanna. If they are trans, im not necessarily gonna tell you right off. This is literally just me going "i like these characters I want them to be a team! I want them to kiss! i want to see them as friends! Homophobia wanring. Will likely include sa attempt, maybe SA but not shown bc this isn't dark. Will definitely talk about SA bc jessica jones so just be prepared, Ill warn yall. I will not necessarily tag everything right away because its v in development but consider this an adult story, 18+ that will talk about dark themes. However, again, this is not dark. Our heros do not SA people. Be prepare for drug use, alcoholism, talk of religion and catholic guilt, lots of religion talk, lots of gay sex and talk of gender. Adventures. Fun times. Episodic! each day they are forming their team with another person Doing crime fighting. We let venom eat bad people here.

Idk if anyone is gonna wanna read this bc its not actually x reader and pretty chaotic. But ima have fun.

if i tag a ship it doesnt mean its gonna be end game, and not tagging doesnt mean its not gonna happen.

lemme if you wanna be tagged going on! but im writing this for my silly enjoyment.

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rmoonstoner · 1 year ago

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Kinktober 2023

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Theme:

3 - Doggy style

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Warnings:

18+, angst/whump, break up, sex pollen (Miguel's venom), biting, smut, unprotected p in v sex, doggy style, rebound sex, cream pie, choking the reader sexually (light to medium), voyeurism, angry and jealous men, no strings attached sex with Miguel.

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Pairing:

MidKnight (Moon Knight) Jake Lockley x Spider!Fem!Reader

(They don't have sex)

Spider-Man 2099 Miguel O'Hara x Spider!Fem!Reader

(They do have sex)

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Summary:

Your boyfriend, Jake Lockley, is keeping major secrets from you. A major one, him having D.I.D. You can't take the lying by omission anymore, and decide to confront him, only to find one of his alters in your bed, having sex with a woman you've never met before. You lose your shit, break up with him, then leave, only to run into another Spider-Man.

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Note:

Since I like my Galaxy-Spider OC/Reader from Poisoned Empanadas, this is a variant of her and a variant of Miguel. Bit of a backstory in the beginning, because I got really fucking high, and felt I needed a good angsty bit before the sex.

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Miguel had been watching you for weeks, and the more he found out about you, the more he was intrigued. He found out you had a shitty boyfriend, and that he had been cheating you. He was certain the man had D.I.D. judging by the way he acted.

Miguel had watched him leave in a cab, and he would follow. He would see the man get out in a parkade, go inside a coffee shop, and come out in different clothing. Usually a baseball cap and casual clothes, versus the nice suits he was wearing before. Miguel would follow him around as he eventually made his way back to your house, only to come at it from the back alley and sneak in covertly.

Miguel was suspicious that he was leading some sort of dangerous and secret life, and his suspicions had been confirmed when he found Moon Knight leaving from the basement a few times at night. The man always left after you did in your uniform, and then he found the knight would follow you as you worked.

Even weirder still, he found that man's uniform and fighting style would rapidly change between three different styles. He desperately wanted to tell you about it, but the fact he looked so similar to the man had kept him from introducing himself to you, even with his uniform on. He knew he couldn't just show up in his civilian clothing, and he was scared you would hear his voice that was so close to Jake's, and mistake him for your boyfriend. He didn't want that, nor did he want you to even think for one second that he was another alter of your boyfriend.

Tonight, however, he watched your boyfriend bring home that same woman again, and he was floored to see him go straight to your bedroom. Miguel was ready to show up in uniform, pretend to be a friend of yours that was looking for you, and maybe kick the guy out, or call him out on his bullshit, but you arrived before he could get in there.

He was concerned for your safety, and he crawled up the wall to peer inside your room as you confronted Jake and the woman.

It didn't last long, and now you were storming out the front door and pulling your mask over your face, hood up, as you shot a web out and zipped away.

Miguel wanted to go in there and beat the guy up, but the lady was still there, just leaving. He noticed she was also in uniform, and she looked pissed as she yelled at the man. Miguel decided not to bother them. She didn't do anything to you or him. She didn't deserve that. Instead, he followed you.

It took an hour before you stopped swinging around so he could approach you. You came to rest on the roof of the Sanctum and cast a few lights around you. You were so upset, pacing and grumbling to yourself, that you didn't notice him touch down on the roof behind you.

"Hey, you're that Galaxy-Spider, yeah?" He asked carefully. You turned to stare at him as you rubbed at your eyes covered by the mask.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Uh… One of your kind. I'm Spider-Man. Uh, from the future."

"Riiight."

"No, really. See?" He raised his hand and showed you his watch.

"Lyla, can you please show her?" He asked and a small hologram of a woman in a big puffy white fur coat appeared. You blinked and stared at the tiny lady.

"Oh, Miguel, it's that girl, the one you liiike. The one ya wanna beat her boyfriend up for cheating on her!"

"God damnit Lyla. That's not what I meant!" Miguel grumbled and rubbed his temple.

"Wait… You like me, and know about Jake?" You asked as you watched him bring his hands up to his face and rub his temples.

"Fuck it. Yeah. I do. I know him. I know he's a dick, a jerk, and a lying prick."

"So you've been stalking me, then?"

You squinted at him.

"Yes, wait, no!"

"Explain yourself, or I'll scream, and I'm standing right over top of Doctor Strange's bedroom." You said firmly. Miguel panicked and put his hands together.

"Wait, wait, wait. Okay, so I came here, and have been watching all the other spiders. I saw you once, then I couldn't help but follow you home. I was hoping you would be single, but then I found out you had a boyfriend. Then I found that boyfriend is Moon Knight, and he's been sneaking around, following you at night and also sleeping around with that lady that was there tonight." He quickly explained, then showed you some of the surveillance footage he had caught of Moon Knight.

"I was kind of obsessed with the man, because he has my face, and if he's doing bad shit out there, I don't want to be associated with him, right?" He said, desperately hoping you would believe him. He was starting to creep you out, and you didn't like it one bit. He sounded too much like Jake.

"So you were stalking Moon Knight, because you like him?"

"Fuck, no, It's not like that. I said I look like him. Not exactly, but close enough." He said as he slowly removed his mask and showed you his face. Your eyes went wide and before you could speak, he kept going.

"I can't be him. I'm from a different universe, from the year 2099. I don't have Moon powers, I have Spider powers. Oh, and see? Look at my arm. No tattoos. I'm also taller, bigger, and have higher cheekbones. My name is Miguel O'Hara." Miguel was quick to show you his arms, and you frowned.

Everything made perfect sense. Jake didn't wear a watch like that, and he certainly was shorter and smaller than Miguel. Plus the holographic video and tiny lady sure helped to back up his story. You sighed and shrugged.

"Okay. I believe you."

"Thank god. I was worried about you. You're a Spider. I'm a Spider. We are supposed to look out for each other. He's shady as fuck, and the fact he had the balls to bring a girl into your room and bang her, says a lot about him. He's a literal lunatic." He went on as his uniform formed back over his arms.

"That's not nice. He wasn't Jake at the time. " You said. Miguel scoffed and stared at you.

"That doesn't make it any better and I don't have to be nice. The guy is an idiot, and not because he has D.I.D. He's an idiot for keeping that from you. That's why I told you right away what I am doing and who I am."

"Yeah… I did know about the condition. I had my suspicions. What I did not know, was that he was Moon Knight. Thank you for being honest I guess?"

"Well now you do!" He looked triumphant and quite happy, while just shrugged and sighed.

"I don't care."

"You what?"

"I said, I don't care. Thank you for letting me know. I dumped him and told him I am moving out."

"So you came here?" He motioned to the old building you were standing on.

"Doctor Strange said I am welcome anytime. He knew this was coming, because we have talked about Jake's behavior before."

"Don't you think showing up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday is going to agitate the wizard enough to go looking for a fight?"

"Strange wouldn't dare, unless I asked. The others might go kick his ass, though."

"See?"

"Why are you suddenly defending him?" You gave him a suspicious look. He put his hands up in the air.

"I'm not. I just understand there's an innocent man mixed in with the other two dicks in that body. Knowing their luck, he'd be the one to front and get his ass beat."

"That's true. I don't think that's how Steven would be able to handle that."

"Probably not. How about we go for a stroll? Clear that head of yours, hm?"

"Sure I guess."

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That stroll turned into a heated make out session just a block away from the Sanctum. You had been so angry, that when Miguel suggested you two spar so you could blow off some steam, you immediately countered with an offer of sex with no strings attached. Now you had him pinned against the back of a billboard, your mask gone and your mouth and tongue tangled with his.

You didn't question how his mask melted away like pixels on a computer. The second his mouth was free, you kissed him hard and crawled up the billboard to cage him in. He didn't mind, and he encouraged you as his big hands came to hold your ass and neck.

"Fuck, you're a naughty little Spider…" Miguel husked as you ground yourself against him while making little pleased grunts and moans.

"Shut up and kiss me ya big lug."

"Gladly." Miguel pulled you in and kissed you again. He wanted this for a while now, and honestly thought it would have taken days, if not weeks to get into your pants. When you suggested angry no strings attached sex, he was all for it.

When you pulled away again, he pulled you off of him and spun you around so you faced the back of the billboard. He reached down, trying to find a way to open your suit, when you pointed at your thighs to a zipper there.

"Let me." You did and unzipped the seam. He growled when the tight fabric immediately shrank back and revealed your naked ass and cunt to him. He couldn't stop himself as he pulled his cock out and shoved it into your wet hole right away. He grunted as he pushed in all the way and pressed you against the billboard.

"Mierda! So fuckin' tight." He snarled and started to fuck into you hard and fast. You pushed back against him and whimpered while clawing at the wood of the billboard. He saw a sudden flash of white up above them, and he grinned as he grabbed your hair and tugged you back to kiss your neck

He could hear shuffling above him, followed by angry swearing in Spanish as he fucked into you harder. You felt him bite your neck, his fangs sinking in and pumping you full of venom. You moaned loudly and shook as he fucked you even harder. Your blood suddenly felt hot, and you panted as Miguel found your clit and rubbed it in time with his thrusts. He turned you towards the building, and pushed your head down to the ground as he pushed in as deep as he could go.

"Ahhh, mmm…" Your eyes rolled back, mouth open as you felt an orgasm hit you. You drooled and clawed at the wooden plank you were on as Miguel snarled loudly. And slapped you ass hard.

"I am gonna dick you down so good, you won't be walking when I'm done with you."

He groaned and gave you a few hard beats, before he slipped a hand around your neck and pulled you back up and flush against his chest again. He was making damn sure Jake could see him and the way your face contorted in ecstasy.

Miguel brought his other hand around your front, shooting a web at the billboard as he leaned back so you were sitting in his lap while he bucked up into you harshly. You bounced and gasped for air as his hand tightened around your neck, making it harder to breathe. You whined, choking a bit, and he let go, only to bring his hand to your breast and hold you tightly as he pistoned his cock in and out of your abused hole. He was enjoying your grunts and moans, more now that Jake was standing above and watching with a scowl.

"Miguel, fuck… Yes, oh, fuck-!" You gasped as he pushed in all the way and rotated his hips for a bit while you mumbled gibberish and shook with another orgasm. Your thighs were soaked, and Miguel still hadn't come yet.

"You feel so good… I just wanna pump you full with my come." He groaned and gave you a slow and deep thrust. You whimpered and grabbed onto his leg, digging your nails into his thigh in an attempt to keep him there.

"Don't fucking stop…"

You sobbed as he withdrew and pushed back in just as slow.

"Don't stop, eh?"

"Please! H-harder, faster, Miguel!"

"You want hard and fast? I'll give you hard and fast, mi sol."

He groaned and pushed you back down to your knees, his hips drilling as hard and as fast as he could go. You had a hard time holding yourself up, finding he was way stronger than you were. You slowly got pushed to the ground, head now against the cold wood, cheek smooshed while you panted and drooled.

"Yeah, yeah, ugnnn, fuck!" You mumbled as he leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"Ya feel that? I'm about ready to pop. Shall I fill this sweet little pussy of yours?" He said in a deeply husky voice as he kept pounding you mercilessly.

"Oh, Gods, yes!" You managed a small squeak as you squeezed his thigh.

"Good, because you're gonna take every last drop of me, and then I'm taking you to my pad, so I can fuck you again in the morning."

He growled as he bit into your neck again. You let out a deep carnal moan and came again, your pussy clamping tightly around his cock. He groaned and shot a nice thick load inside of you, and you whimpered and squirmed while he just kept coming and digging himself in deeper.

"So good… Fuck that guy. Stay with me and rest, then I'll take you back to your wizard's house, tomorrow." He whispered as he rolled over with you and held you tightly against his chest, his hard cock still buried to the root.

"O-okay…" You worked in catching your breath, your pussy still clenching periodically around his dick.

"Good." Miguel grinned and he looked up at the roof tops. He saw a white silhouette, with a dark face and scowling white eyes staring down at him. Miguel smirked back and gave him the finger as he hoisted you up into his arms, his suit melting back over his body. You were blissfully unaware your ex had witnessed everything, and was now helplessly watching you being carted away by his doppelganger.

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