#yancy x murdock

[bookwormscififan]

Morning Brings You... In My Shirt

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A/N: When Yancy wakes up to an empty bed and can't find his shirt, he decides to use the only thing he can find: Murdock's shirt from the night before. This was inspired by a conversation I had with @iamvegorott in regards to their most recent chapter of 'Meeting A Magical Man', so I decided to write a little 'morning after' thing with Yancy and Murdock.

Yancy groaned as he woke up, arm sliding across the bedsheet and grasping at the empty space beside him. He frowned, rolling over to look at the empty pillow, brows furrowing as he moved to press his nose into the blankets on that side of the bed, breathing in the smell of his lover.

The smell of wool and leather, combined with the sharp cinnamon in his shampoo and a few other scents calmed the prisoner, closing his eyes once more and curling into the blanket gripped in his hand. He was about to go back to sleep when the sounds of whistling and clanging dishware brought him back to his wakened state.

Yancy’s shirt and pants had gone missing, possibly tossed somewhere outside the room during their activities. The prisoner sighed as he looked around the room, raising a brow as his gaze fell to the maroon dress shirt Murdock had worn the night before. With a smirk, he strolled over to the shirt puddled on the ground at the foot of the bed.

Murdock whistled to himself as he made breakfast, loose t-shirt haphazardly thrown over his form, dark glasses abandoned on the kitchen counter and hair falling into his eyes. His gaze drifted from the food being prepared to the faint red lines on his wrists, bringing a smile to his face that only widened when he heard Yancy walk in.

He raised his head, opening his mouth to greet the prisoner when he registered what Yancy was wearing, jaw snapping closed and eyes widening, almost dropping the pan he was holding as his body went weak.

“I seem to have lost my shirt last night,” Yancy grumbled, not looking at Murdock yet as he stood in the kitchen doorway. “Must have dropped it on our way to the room.” He looked up, frowning when he saw Murdock’s expression, then looked down at himself, blush slowly rising to his cheeks.

Yancy was in Murdock’s dress shirt, a little too large on his frame, buttons untidily done, sleeves falling over his hands to his knuckles. The top three buttons were undone, leaving the shirt to open slightly, one side sliding down his shoulder to reveal the numerous purple marks spanning his collarbones and shoulder.

The prisoner cleared his throat, smirking when Murdock’s eyes met his, and he leaned forward across the kitchen counter before grabbing Murdock’s glasses and planting them on his own face, peering at his lover through the dark lenses.

“How do youse see through these?” He asked, tilting his head and scrunching his nose as he tried to look at Murdock. “I can barely see youse.”

“Then take them off,” Murdock stated, voice low as he reached forward to slowly remove the glasses from Yancy’s face, setting them aside before snaking his hand to caress the back of Yancy’s neck. “I’d rather see your eyes.”

Yancy closed his eyes as Murdock closed the distance between them, pressing their lips together in a deep kiss that took his breath away. The prisoner hummed as Murdock gripped his shoulders to pull him across the kitchen counter, holding him close while still locked in a kiss. “Youse have to let me breathe,” Yancy panted, pulling away, “And feed me, too. I have to be back at the penitentiary before midday.” He chuckled when Murdock growled, pulling him closer for a chaste kiss before gently nudging him away to continue making breakfast.

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@brokentimewatch

[fdq666roadie-blog]

Murdock has snuck back into prison to spend some quality time with his good old friend, Yancy.

[alexthen3rd]

I am so unbelievably desperate for a Yancy & Murdock x reader where Yancy is a Vampire and Murdock is some sort of Wendigo and they both "share" Fem!Reader. Somebody please help me. I need them bad so desperately and I can't find anything with both of them. I am very serious right now. Someone please save me. I don't have the writing skills.

[groven4]

Markiplier Egos with an Asexual DA / Viewer

a/n: I decided to write this specifically as you coming out to them after you've already been dating for a while so it'd be different enough from the Aro hcs thing I already did. We cool with that? Alright.

WILFORD WARFSTACHE

Like I've already said, he doesn't care what your sexuality/gender is, he's immediately accepting of you and your identity.

That really doesn't change if you're dating.

Boundaries can take a lot of getting used to for him; he's a very physically affectionate kind of person.

He tries his best tho and always apologizes if he realizes he's touching you in a way that you've said makes you uncomfortable.

There's really not much else to it, things just continue as normal.

DARKIPLIER

Doesn't care. (supportive)

It really doesn't affect your relationship at all.

He doesn't usually like people touching him apart from specific circumstances with those he trusts, so boundaries aren't really an issue.

Again, not much left to say.

GOOGLEPLIER

He'd probably recite the definition of asexual except it's like the one for reproduction.

He's not being a dick for once though, he's just genuinely confused.

After explaining it to him, he finds the right definition and is kinda just like: "...Oh yeah, me too."

BINGIPLIER

"...Like a plant?"

Yeah, he doesn't get it at first either.

"Ooohhhhh! Same, brah. Same."

ACTOR

I can't not see him as a little aphobic before the events of wkm, but considering he's now lived for over like a hundred years or something, he outta be a little less ignorant now.

I mean, he might not fully get it at first still, but he'd try his best to for you.

He'd never force you into something you're uncomfortable with like that anyway. If you really don't wanna have sex, he's not gonna throw a hissy fit over it. (even tho that does feel like a very actor mark thing to do)

Just remember to assure him that it has nothing to do with him specifically or it's gonna make him insecure. He's a narcissist, the love of his life not finding him attractive is gonna make an impact.

Very respectful about your boundaries despite being a touchy kinda person. If you're not okay with certain kinds of touches, just let him know.

Overall, it might take a bit for him to adapt, but his effort is at least endearing.

YANCY

As previously mentioned, he'll most likely already be familiar with it due to his very inclusive friend group.

He's at least knowledgeable enough to know that asexuality is a spectrum, so he'd probably ask you to explain what flavor of it you happen to be.

Very supportive!

He's never really felt like he needs sex in a relationship anyway.

He's honestly just happy you gave him enough of a shot to wanna be friends let alone date him.

Would stab an aphobe for you<3

ILLINOIS

Honestly surprised at first, he had no idea that was even a thing.

He's totally okay with it of course! He just didn't know you could have a relationship where sex isn't like...mandatory.

Similarly relieved as I've described before when you explain it to him. It's a welcomed change to be sure.

He'll hold back on flirtatious comments if they make you uncomfortable.

Tries his best to respect your boundaries. He feels lonely if you don't cuddle him at night tho.

Sexual intimacy has become something he dreads with meaningful relationships. He likes getting to focus more of his time on you as a person, making sure you feel loved, and just treasuring your time together.

Overall really supportive.

HEAD ENGINEER

A little awkward around the topic of sex I imagine.

Mostly cus you're still the captain so power dynamics and all that.

You're already risking a lot just by being together romantically, that kind of workplace relationship could definitely get you both in some hot water. No matter how temptingly scandalous it can seem.

This was basically the stuff that first came to mind once you told him and he almost felt relieved because of it. I mean, that's certainly a headache you shouldn't have to risk dealing with now.

Outside of logistic nonsense, he's very supportive all around.

Like I've said, he can sometimes overcompensate when it comes to boundaries, so assurance helps if that's not something that bothers you.

He came up with this like dorky way of quantifying things where basically he says any energy he'd put into sex he instead puts into cuddling you twice as much and- just- yeah-

MURDOCK

Very calm and reassuring if he sees you were anxious while telling him.

Even if you weren't he's pretty chill about it.

Every action of his is typically very calculated no matter the situation, even if in more of a purposely sporadic kind of way. So needless to say, he's pretty good about boundaries.

I mean, if you're in the middle of making a quick get away and end up having to get uncomfortably close to hide or something, that can't really be helped, but yk. (he'd make it up to you later anyway, probably something dinner related)

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Welcome Home

MINORS DNI!!! This from an au I've been skrunkling on for the like the last week. All you need to know for this specific fic is that you are high up in some company and rich, Yancy is your sugar baby, and sometimes you bring in Murdock for some extra fun. Yancy x Murdock x amab reader

Wordcount: 1.7k+

Tags/warnings: dom/sub dynamics, dom reader, use of sir, begging, crying, degradation, praise, oral, anal, slight dumbification

Before you left for your week long work trip, you had said to Murdock and Yancy that they were free to have any fun they'd like, within the usual rules of course.

So coming home to a quiet house, or at least quiet in the way that Yancy doesn't greet you at the door like he often does.

Because you can hear something coming from upstairs.

Quick to get your shoes and jacket off, you follow the noise to your bedroom, where upon opening the door you are met with the rather lovely sight of Yancy on his hands and knees on your bed, Murdock pounding into him from behind.

You realize tears are streaming down Yancy's face, hiccups and whines mixing with moans. As soon as he spots you, one arm tries to reach out, but has to quickly be slammed back down so he doesn't lose his balance and faceplant into the mattress.

"Sir, sir, siiirrrrr, pleaseeeeee!"

"Welcome home, we were just having some fun." Murdock speaks as you spot the cockring around Yancy's cock.

"Baby boy, how long and how much?" Yancy can't seem to answer. You look to his hands for any sort of signal for a pause or a stop, but his hands are curled into the sheets hard enough that his knuckles are turning white, and his moans blends in with his cries.

You chuckle, taking a seat on the small couch you had brought into your room just for a scenario like this. Sitting down, you lean back, content to watch Murdock finish up

"Don't let me interrupt. Put on a good show for me, won't you, baby boy?"

Murdock grins, pinching a nipple, making Yancy shiver and whimper. He rocks back into Murdock, tears streaming down his face as he does so.

He tries to put his head and upper body down so he can muffle his noises, but Murdock is having none of it, pulling him up by his hair so Yancy’s back is pressed against his chest.

“Oh no, none of that baby boy. No hiding when you’re supposed to provide entertainment.” Yancy whimpering as Murdock fucks into him, arm across his chest and hand on his hip keeping him in place.

Looking at you when he manages to keep his eyes open, pleading for you to do something.

But you don’t, just lazily touching yourself over your pants, and watching your baby boy getting fucked within an inch of his life, just as he deserves.

This goes on for a while.

You just watch as Murdock keeps your baby boy an absolute mess.

He's leaking, blubbering, holding onto Murdock's arm around his chest for dear life as Murdock kisses over his shoulder and neck. He's murmuring absolute filth into Yancy's skin, sometimes making eye contact with you as he does so.

At one point he lets his teeth drag over skin, making Yancy shudder oh so sweetly. You send him a warning glare, Murdock grinning back at you.

"How much trouble would I be in if I marked up this pretty little patch of skin?" A finger strokes over a spot just beneath Yancy's jaw.

"A lot."

"I thought you said I could have any fun I'd like." Murdock kisses the spot, which earns a whimper from Yancy, not only because of the kiss, but also because Murdock has stopped fucking him, just staying inside of Yancy, keeping his cock warm.

"I said that both of you could, but that is one of the few rules I have for you both, and it shouldn't be broken."

"He would look rather stunning with some marks all over his pretty neck, no?"

"He would, but he's not getting them from you. Unless you'd like to be punished?"

"Not tonight, I would prefer to walk out of here." He sends a glare at you, but you can see the heat hidden underneath.

Neither of you say anything for a few moments, then Murdock sighs, pulling out of Yancy, which causes him to whimper. Murdock shushes him, leading him by the hair over to you. He pushes Yancy down to straddle your lap, then sinks back inside of him.

"If I can't make marks, at least our sweet little toy can get that little visual upgrade from you." A beat, a grin. "Sir." Yancy's breath hitches as Murdock starts fucking him again, albeit slower this time.

You start to kiss over his throat and shoulders, gently tilting his head back at first, touch fleeting and light.

But that doesn't last long, the temptation of Yancy and the noises you know he can make are too strong, and as soon as you bite down, both of them groan in unison.

"Do that again, he got so fucking tight and perfect around my cock." It's not often you take orders from Murdock, but this time you are on the same wavelength. So you bite down again, and again that wonderful mix of noise from them both.

For every bite and every hickey you make, Yancy groans, moans, or cries, his voice begging you even though he doesn't utter a single word, too gone for it. Murdock keeps talking to him, switching between degradation and praise, often mixing the two.

"Such a perfect whore aren't you? So open for anyone your Sir tells you to fuck. So willing to just be used and abused, fucked like the little toy you are."

"You just need your Sir's teeth on you to cum, don't you? Such a sweet, but oh so sick, little thing."

"Made to be ruined, that is what you are, made to be filled with cocks and cum."

"Pleaseeeee" It's the first word Yancy has uttered since he begged you to cum when you came home, so you take pity on your baby boy.

Giving no warning to either of them, you reach down, slipping the cockring off Yancy. He doesn't even have time to say anything before he spills all over your hand and the front of your pants.

Murdock grunts, and while Yancy shakes apart around him, he gets a few more pumps in before he spills himself inside of Yancy.

"Such a good baby boy." You whisper into his ear, catching his lips in a gentle kiss.

"Want youse….." Yancy slurs out, Murdock laughs behind him, but you ignore that in favor of sending a fond smile Yancy's way.

"You can get me wherever you want baby, as your reward." Yancy blinks slowly, nods, gasping as Murdock pulls out. "Where do you want me baby?"

"Mouth….." Another slow blink, before he maneuvers himself off your lap and down on his knees. Murdock sits down next to you, throwing an arm over your shoulder, watching as Yancy nuzzles your cock through your pants.

"What a lovely sight." He reaches down, unzipping your pants for Yancy, and helping him move your underwear out of the way so Yancy can get his mouth on your cock.

"You feeling in a- ah!" Your sentence is broken up as Yancy sinks his mouth down as far as he can go. "Love-y mood tonight?"

"Sometimes a reward is in order after all." Yancy swallows around your cock, making you look down at him.

He has his hands crossed behind his back, his gaze dazed, but at the same time filled with lust. You know what he wants now, but Murdock beats you to it, tangling a hand in his hair, and begins moving him up and down on your cock.

"What a lovely toy." He grins at you, and you huff, rolling your eyes as you tangle a hand in his hair instead, and drag him in for a kiss.

"And the love-y mood was gone." You speak against his lips, which gets a chuckle from Murdock before he kisses you. Yancy whines around your cock and it feels amazing.

You know you won't last long, not with the show they gave you, but you still savor in the feeling of a warm mouth moving up and down on your cock, and the slight stubble as you kiss Murdock.

It only takes a few minutes of two mouths on you for you to cum, spilling yourself into one as you moan against the other.

"Such a good Sir." Murdock whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe for the briefest of seconds. He's testing the limits, and you both know it. Though instead of challenging or calling him on it, you turn your focus to Yancy.

He has his eyes closed, head resting on your thigh, breathing heavy and a bit shaky. Reaching out, your gentle touch to his cheek makes him open his eyes. He opens his mouth next, showing how your cum is gone.

"Good boy." You gently urge him to get up, doing the same. You check him over as he sways lightly in your hold, and Murdock's as he gets up to, supporting Yancy with a hand on his back.

"You good baby?"

"Mhm, thank youse sir." You give him a quick kiss, holding his face. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes again and sighing, a sound you know means that you will need help to keep him from falling asleep until you have at least gotten him through the shower.

You glance at Murdock, who is watching the display with rapt attention. When you make eye-contact with him, you raise a brow, and he nods.

You both start to move Yancy in the direction of the bathroom, which makes Yancy let out a little noise if discontent, because it's the opposite direction of the bed.

"Shush baby boy, your sir and I just need to take care of you first, then you'll get to sleep as much as you'd like."

"And cuddles?" Yancy mumbles as you make it to the bathroom.

"And of course cuddles, in clean sheets even, since Murdock will change them." Murdock snorts, and you poke out your tongue at him. "Your turn, and besides, you started this."

"Technically you did, when you left for your work trip and said I could have some fun." Murdock lets go of Yancy for a few moments, getting the shower started.

"Again, I said both of you could have fun, an-"

"I had fun..." Yancy mutters as he bonks his head against your shoulder, before he is led inside the shower.

"I know baby." All three of you in the shower is luckily no problem anymore since you got the bathroom renovated.

"Of course you did, it was with me." You try to flick Murdock's side, but he easily avoids it, glaring at you with no heat. You roll your eyes then chuckle.

[ephiesoul]

⭐️Choose your President⭐️

❤️🤍💙 Markiplier Edition ❤️🤍💙

❤️ Stage One

⭐️ Round 1 Bingiplier vs Googleplier

Voting Closed - Here | Results - Here

⭐️ Round 2 Author vs Actor Mark

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⭐️ Round 3 Eric vs Stan

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⭐️ Round 4 Wilford vs Bim

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⭐️ Round 5 Heehoo vs Necromancer

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⭐️ Round 6 Jim vs Dr. Iplier

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⭐️ Round 7 Engineer vs Camp Mark

Voting Closed - Here | Results - Here

⭐️ Round 8 Bill vs Darkiplier

Voting Closed - Here | Results - Here

⭐️ Round 9 Host vs Illinois

Voting Closed - Here | Results - Here

⭐️ Round 10 Night vs Yancy

Cast your Votes - Here | Results - TBA

⭐️ Round 11 Noir Mark vs Murdock

Cast your Votes - Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 12 Annus vs Damien

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🤍 Stage 2

⭐️ Round 1 Googleplier vs Author

Voting Closed: Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 2 Eric vs Wilford

Voting Closed Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 3 Heehoo vs Jim

Voting Closed: Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 4 Engineer vs Dark

Voting Closed: Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 5 Host vs Yancy

Voting Closed: Here | Results: TBA

⭐️ Round 6 Noir Mark vs Damien

Voting Closed: Here | Results: TBA

💙 Stage 3

⭐️ Round 1 Googleplier vs Wilford

⭐️ Round 2 Darkiplier vs Jim

⭐️ Round 3 Yancy vs Damien

⭐️ Bing Bonus Questions

What trait matters most in a President? Here

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(Voting available on Tumblr, Instagram & X)

[westanthewaterman]

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

This is where you'll find links to all my Kinktober entries for this year.

If a fic is on here with a link, that means it's posted. If it's listed with no link, that means it's in the queue and will be posted (or it's posted and I forgot to link it oops).

Fics will be posted here at 12PM PST.

I am not taking Kinktober requests, sorry! Minors DNI!!

AO3 LINK - FIC MASTERLIST

1. Degradation - Damien x M!Reader

2. Double Penetration - Illinois x F!Reader x Yancy

3. Voyeurism/Piercings - Murdock x GN!Reader

4. Cockwarming - Engineer!Mark x M!Reader

5. Mirror Sex - Actor!Mark x GN!Reader

6. Deepthroating - Dr Iplier x GN!Reader

7. Praise - Dark x GN!Reader

8. Knifeplay - Murdock x M!Reader

9. Public Sex - Damien x F!Reader

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31. Predator/Prey - Murdock x F!Reader

[theknightmarket]

HAPPY NEW YEAR, LADS! Here’s some incorrect quotes to celebrate that were meant to be for the anniversary, but I forgot about them. Spoilers for fics that I’m toying with or am in the process of writing!

Dark: If you could guess, how many brain cells do you have?  Wilford: Dorito’s cool ranch.  Dark:  Dark: I'm just gonna assume zero for now.  Wilford: I love that song.

Illinois: You know you can die from that, right?  Bond!Reader: *smoking a cigarette* That’s the point.  Google: *drinking alcohol* We’re trying to speed this up.  Bing: *Eating raw cookie dough and nodding*

Dark: I'm going to ask you to be respectful.  Mark, after kidnapping the DA: I will politely decline.

Detective!Reader: You’re alive.  Murdock: No need to sound so disappointed.

Engineer!Reader, with a headache: Advil me up, daddy.  Google: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again.

Yancy: If there’s one thing I learned from Bing, it’s to set people’s expectations real low, so you end up surprising them by practically doing nothing at all.

Heist!Reader: Dammit, Mark, you ruined everything!  Heist: You’re welcome.

Dark: Fine! I don't give a shit!  DA!Reader, watching him keep coming back from the mirror: You seem to give a lot of shit for someone who claims not to give a shit.

Bing: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, that’s fucked up. Like c'mon, you know I’m dumb as hell!

(Engineer!Reader is on a business trip) Google: Ew. What kind of tea is this?  Bing: I boiled gatorade.

Heist: Please, picking locks is my specialty.  Heist: *throws a brick through the window*  Heist: Okay, let’s go.

*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*  Ghosts!Reader: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know. 

Everyone: Engineer: ...I did. I broke it.  Reader: No. No, you didn't. Wilford?  Wilford: Don't look at me. Look at Mark.  Mark: What?! I didn't break it.  Wilford: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?  Mark: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.  Wilford: Suspicious.  Mark: No, it's not!  Damien: If it matters, probably not, but Noir was the last one to use it.  Noir: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!  Damien: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?  Noir: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Damien! Engineer: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, cap.  Reader: No! Who broke it!?  Everyone: Yancy:  Hey, bud… Illinois' been awfully quiet.  Illinois: rEALLY?!  *Everyone starts arguing*  Reader, talking to Host: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it.  Reader: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.  Reader:  Reader: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

Murdock: So you like cats?  Detective!Reader: Yeah.  Murdock: *tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

Police!Reader: We are gathered here today because someone- *glares at Mark’s coffin* -couldn’t stay alive!

Engineer!Reader: Why are you two always out during rainstorms?  Google: It’s so peaceful and refreshing. I love the smell of rain.  Bing: Google bet me I couldn’t get struck by lighting, but he’s WRONG.

The police chief, pointing to Murdock’s empty cell: YOU LET HIM ESCAPE?!?  Detective!Reader: I WAS ON BREAK.

Detective!Reader: I’m going to take you out. Murdock: Great, it’s a date! Detective!Reader: I meant that as a threat.  Murdock: See you at five!

Actor!Reader, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me. Actor, pointing at them and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

Bing: I'm incredibly fast at math. Engineer!Reader: Alright, what's 30 x 17? Bing: 47. Engineer!Reader: That's not even close. Bing: But it was fast.

Police!Reader: Go to Hell. Actor: I wish I could.

Dark: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds. DA!Reader: FORTY-FIVE SECONDS?!? Dark: No! Four to five seconds! DA!Reader: Too late!!!

*Damien and College!Reader skipping stones on lake* Damien: It’s such a beautiful evening. College!Reader, whispering: Take that you fucking lake.

Actor: So that’s my plan. Police!Reader: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean. Actor: No, go ahead, I want to hear it. Detective!Reader: It fucking sucks. Actor: That’s not constructive criticism.

Bartender!Reader: Can you please be serious for five minutes?  Wilford: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Actor!Reader: How petty can you get? Actor: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Illinois: Yancy and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us. Criminal!Reader: *Sighing* What did Yancy do?  Illinois: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and...  Yancy: Who wants a steering wheel?

Dark: Why. why did you give the DA a KNIFE?! Wilford: I’m sorry. They said they felt unsafe. Dark: Now I feel unsafe! Wilford: I’m sorry. Wilford: ... would you like a knife?

*DA!Reader and Wilford sitting in jail together* DA!Reader: So who should we call? Wilford: I’d call Dark, but I feel safer in jail.

Engineer: Gunther, can I talk to you for a second? Gunther: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Cap are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss? Engineer: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

Ghosts!Reader: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?  Engineer: >:O language. Bing: Yeah watch your fucking language. Yancy: OKAY WHO TAUGHT BING THE FUCK WORD?  Google: 'The fuck word'.  Noir: Are you stupid? You all use the f word all the time.  Wilford: Oh my god he censored it. Illinois: Say fuck, Noir.  Mark: Do it, Noir. Say fuck.

Host: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous.  Mark: What if it bites me and it dies!?  Dark: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Mark, learn to listen.  Yancy: What if it bites itself and I die?  Noir: That’s voodoo.  Bing: What if it bites me and someone else dies?  Google: That’s correlation, not causation.  Illinois: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?  Wilford: That’s kinky.  Ghosts!Reader: I hate this house.

Sheriff!Reader: Died and came back as a cowboy, I call that reintarnation.

Mark, setting down a card: Ace of spades. Dodger, pulling out an Uno card: +4. Enis, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you! Survivor!Reader, trembling: What are we playing?

Actor: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Actor!Reader: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! Actor: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING JULIET WITH ME. Toby, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

[regalrain]

These ships could either be horrible for each other, or horrible for other people. The (R) denotes my takes, the (D) @doctordiscord123’s, and no label means any version!

[glapplebloom]

Will we see these two meet in the future of the show?

In 2015, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur made their first appearance in the Marvel Universe. She had many adventures including reuniting a daughter with her father: Ego the Living Planet. But prior to #24, Lunella sent Devil Dinosaur back to his alternate timeline. So for this issue she is apparently teaming up with numerous people.

While I am going to only focus on the Ghost Rider story, this does include other team ups. Like Mojo and his X-Men Babies, the Daredevil and ends with the promise that in the next issue she’ll be teaming up with the Human Torch and the Thing from the Fantastic Four. But this issue has one important story that I really care about: Her Team up with the Ghost Rider.

She’s looking for a new ride and she picks the Ghost Rider. But he’s busy since he’s having a race with two other Ghost Riders: one kid using a Big Wheel and one old chap using the old versions of big wheels. Every Solstice this happens and Johnny is dragged into it this time. Since it’s on Yancy Street and her stop is on the way, she hitches a ride.

Sadly, the race begins when traffic starts and the Ghost Rider crashes his bike with a cab. Luckily for him Moon Girl has an idea: let him use her roller skates. Of course, he could just make a new one but time is of the essence. She tries to help since Johnny really wants to beat that kid in the lead, but it ends up with all three of them crashing and the Jolly Good Show Rider winning by letting them do all the work.

But during the race, Moon Girl is thinking that she’s afraid of being alone and nobody so far could replace Devil Dinosaur. So she heads off to talk to Matt Murdock while the three riders begin to fight each other. Overall, a short and funny story. I think if they change a few things it could adapt to the show.

Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur patrol when they noticed a flaming skull. They follow him, not knowing his intentions. They end up participating by accident into a demon race where they have to team up with Ghost Rider (who protects the innocent) from the other demons in the race. That could lead to some fun moments.

[bookwormscififan]

Yancy and Murdock from the fic I wrote last night

Blame @iamvegorott for giving me these drawing ideas XD

[oliver-ashcroft-documents]

(x) oliver, do you have any special stories you’d like to tell ?

@ship-status // the misplaced attorney

The ex-attorney looked over his shoulder at you, raising a brow. Oliver relaxed and turned to face you completely, dressed in a wooly black trench-coat and green scarf. This universe has seemingly made him into an accomplice for a murderer named Murdock, but it didn’t change his morals to fit the roll. At least, not that he could tell.

‘i guess i have a few from the universes before this one. there’s not many for here, with Murdock’s line of... work, i guess he’d call it.’ He signed, sighing and his breath comes out in a swirl of white. It was always cold in the little town he currently resided in, leaving the hot-natured man always just too cold. He missed the warmth of his little cottage.

‘there was this one time i ended up in a prison... that was a fun few months. that universe is probably still looking for me in that frame of time. anyway, there was this one guy named Yancy who saved me from getting my lights knocked out by another jailbird. cool cat, despite his situation... strange tattoos though. he never did say what they were for.

‘oh, and in another universe, i was apparently the accomplice of this really big thief. it... kind of bleeds together after a while. i think that was the one where we almost got stranded on an island?’ Oliver shook his head, face crinkled in uncertainty. ‘i don’t know, truly.’

There was a low whistle in the alleyway behind the red-head, and he frowns with tired eyes. ‘that’s my cue. i’ll see you around, stranger... here’s some friendly advice: try not to be out and about at night while you’re in town.’

[supernatural-bias]

━(BLOOD)LUST

━Murdock and Yancy

━Tw: Mentions of murder and knives

━Notes: Requested by the wonderful @kevinzhechaircreations Please check out their art it's great! Also this is a trans masc reader that uses he/they pronouns!

━Song: "Mellohi" By C418

Your first thought when meeting them had been, if these boys didn't kill me first I would do it myself.

I mean, can you really blame yourself? Upon meeting your soon to be partners, the suave Murdock and scrappy Yancy, they both had been loudly discussing murder in the midst of your headache. That was enough to make you wish you were dead, especially at a time this early in the morning without your trusty coffee.

"Ayyyy (Y/n)! Jus' tha man I wanted to sees!" Yancy had called out from his mailbox, another tall figure oposite to him in a trench coat leaning on it curiously.

They both looked much fresher than you. A hint of stubble surrounded both of their jaws and their faces were set in a small smile, but beyond that the similarities stopped. While Yancy was wearing a tight t-shirt with simple jean pants, the other man has on a blood red turtleneck covered with a dark jacket.

To your knowledge, your new neighboor Yancy was out on parole from the nearby prison. Something that should have put you on edge, but didn't. He seemed harmless enough. Maybe a bit buff, but more of a himbo than anything.

The man next to him though- Murdock you believed? It was hard to keep track of his name seeing as you had never heard of the guy before Yancy. And in a small town like this that was rare. Almost as if he was a shadow -put you on edge more than a former convict ever could. Yet somehow he still was appealing to you.

Appealing enough to trudge over cautiously in your tattered bunny slippers.

Turned out sweet sweet Yancy had called you over to ask you your personal opinions on beheading verses a good ol fashioned stabbing. Slightly baffled and concerned, you had slowly stated your thoughts on it, feeling a flush rise to your cheeks as they both stared at you without falter throughout it.

"Wows! Youse are pretty smart bud!" Yancy has said with a smile, reaching over to ruffle your hair. You resisted the urge to lean up into his hand, realizing with a fast beating heart that that would be rather un-professional of you.

"Yes. His opinion is quite advanced for someone so unexperienced in my field."

Murdock simply smirked as you went a little red at his words, swatting Yancys hand away as politely as you could. You and your embarrassed state managed to miss the fact where Murdock practically admitted what he did for a living. But perhaps that was best to save for later.

"Yknow (Y/n)-" Yancy had begun, kicking the dust below his feet slightly. "-me and Mur here have been wondering if youse would want ta come over for somes dinner tonight." He spoke with a proud smile. From next to him Murdock pushed himself off the mail box slightly, nodding with a coy smile to solidify Yancys statement.

"It's okay dear." He laughed noticing your conflicted expression. "We're simply inviting a neighbor over for some soup."

"And besides-"

They both shared a look, eyes twinkling with a giddy energy.

"We don't bite."

Don't worry (Y/n) didn't get murdered or anything. He just got vv flustered that night and ended up dating two very seggc and very goofy men. And I realized this was slightly spicy but I swear this time it was on accident fjsfjsjnf.

Hope this was good enough! Tagging my partner too bc Yancy @rcmqnticism

[mimento-more]

everytime is a new experience🔪 🩸

i bought this glasses today and i could not not cosplay murderiplier/murder!mark/murdock

@markiplier thanks for inspiring this cosplay with that new ego

[coff33notforme]

Dating hcs for your fave ego, Actor Mark, and Murdock? :0

A/n: This took so long my hands are dead. Sorry this is so long, this legitimately took four whole pages to write lmao

Genre: Headcannons, Fluff

Actor

When he first met you through Damien, he was a total ass

He would take every chance he got to make some sort of prude comment pertaining to you in some way 

So of course your first impression of him was that he was just some rich asshole, and of course during that whole ordeal Damien was defending you but that didn’t stop Mark 

Anytime there would be some sort of event Damien would go to he would invite you to tag along and Actor would go to seek you out 

At first Actor felt a sort of entitlement towards you that all the harsh comments were justified by your status, but over time Actor started to…question his feelings towards you

Every time he saw you he felt his chest tighten and a fluttering feeling in his stomach made it hard to articulate the words he wanted to say to you

You noticed that his comments towards you slowly became less brash and sometimes he would even offer you a small smile here and there

Which was incredibly rare to see a genuine smile from the Actor 

But Mark was frustrated with himself, why was he treating you like this? Surely he wasn’t opening up to you so easily

This internal conflict lead to him going back to treating you like shit then feeling guilty and going back to being strangely sweet was exhausting for you 

There was a party going on at the Actors house and for some reason you went carefully optimistic about how you would be treated 

But tonight was some hoe the worse he's ever been 

Not just some rude comments here and there, they were cruel 

But it was only when he started to mock your physical appearance that you had enough of his bs 

You slammed your drink to the ground looking the now stunned Actor in the eyes “You know what, Mark?? Fuck you.” you hissed, storming off towards the door . You could hear Damien calling after you as you opened the door slamming it You could hear the door slam behind you as someone called for you, you felt some grip your shoulder lightly turning you around 

“Damien, listen…” you said before being turned to face the Actor, his face held an uncharacteristic soft look of worry. Yet you glared, shrugging him off angrily “What the hell do you want from me?! Why do some days you have to be such an ass, and then be so kind the next?” The Actor avoided your gaze a guilty expression crossing his features “It’s..its complicated…” he murmured . “Fine! If you don’t want to tell me? I’ll just be on my way then, have a lovely day Mark!” you shout turning quickly 

Mark's eyes widen frantically and he calls to you “Because I love you!” you freeze turning to him “What?” he feels this suddenly sting of vulnerability in this moment something he's not use to “I..wasn’t ready to open up to someone again. I thought I would be able to push you away and the feeling would just…go away. But I never meant to hurt you.” his gaze was fixed on the ground, afraid to meet your disgusted expression. But that feeling of dread washed away when your soft lips met his . For once in his life, the Actor had nothing to say, stunned by the realization that you had just kissed him

“See you tomorrow Mark” you smiled softly walking into the night 

Once you start to date this man though he will show you how truly dramatic he is

Like this man is such a diva 

“Darling, please I beg you if you truly love me don't leave”

“Mark I have to get up for work”

He is so needy, he needs constant attention and affection 24/7 

You’ll wake up in the morning with his face buried in your stomach, or he’ll be clinging to your side 

Have fun trying to get him off you, because this man has a grip of steel, your not getting him off

He’s very hesitant when you say you need to leave the manor for something insisting he can just have one of the staff members get it for you

He has serious abandonment issues, afraid that every time you leave the house will be the last time he sees you

He needs reassurance from you, though he talks big all the time he’s a very insecure person, please tell him you love him, he needs it

Whenever he sees you he likes to pepper your face with kisses, his stubble tickling you in the process   

He cannot handle horror movies or games whatsoever, he talks shit, but just one jump scare and he's clinging to you in fear

He’ll get really defensive afterwards so I would not recommend trying to scare him unless you want to spend the whole day making it up to him

He’s not big on pet names but when he does use them they’re usually the more classic ones 

Like ‘Love, Darling, Beloved, etc’ but if he’s feeling soft which is very rare he’ll call you ‘Sweetheart, Honey’ 

Softest you’ll see him is either when he's had a long day and all he wants to do is come home to you and fall asleep on the couch or when he’s half asleep he’ll cuddle up to you and whisper how much he loves you

He’s prone to start petty arguments sometimes that get out of hand pretty quickly 

He’ll give you the silent treatment even if you try to apologize and even if it was his fault 

But eventually he’ll start to feel a tiny bit guilty after ignoring you for a week 

He’ll peeper your face and neck with kisses and whisper sweet nothings to you as an apology 

He’ll take you out to a very expensive restaurant just to emphasizes how sorry he is

He does love you after all he just has a very funny way of showing it

Murdock

You first saw him at a coffee shop you frequently visited, mostly just to work, it was nice to get up in the mornings starting your day with a latte and just working in that quiet little coffee shop. And since it was early in the morning not many people came in to sit down, just a couple of morning joggers here and there but nobody who was there to stay, that was until one day. The morning had started like normal you got your drink and you went to sit down, but then this man had walked in.

Something about him had caught your eye, maybe it was his stylish sense of dressing, maybe it was this sort of mysterious feeling that lurked around him wherever he went. But something about him was alluring to you, drawing you in and captivating you. He sat at one of the many empty tables next to you sipping his coffee quietly

You wanted to make conversation, to reach out and introduce yourself, but felt too intimidated by him to say anything. Instead you internally struggled on what to say for ten minutes until much to your dismay he had gotten up and left the shop. This continued for a couple days until finally one day he spoke to you 

“Hey, I see you here every morning, how long have you been here?” You were a little surprised that he was talking to you at first but none the less you were overcome with joy that he had actually started a conversion. “Oh! Um about two years, I think?” you replied turning away from your laptop to face him “Two years huh? That’s some dedication right there” he let out a low, gravelly, chuckle to which you smiled 

“Yeah I guess so” 

He turned his head looking down at his watch frowning slightly “Well it’s been wonderful talking to you, but I’m afraid I have to go now, see you later Y/n” he waved, making his way through the door

‘Wait, Y/n? I didn’t tell him my name’

You two met up at the shop every morning chatting and conversing on the many topics of life before one day Murdock had asked you on date 

Walking through the park on a cool starry night, you wished you could have stayed there forever but sadly Murdock and you had to part ways eventually 

“Alright, well I’ll see you again tomorrow” he said smiling yet the soft frown of disappointment didn’t go unnoticed by him “Yeah! I’ll see you” you said forcing a smile on your face not wanting to keep Murdock for any longer . As you turned, walking in the direction of your car you were spun around to Murdock once more “Ah-! Murdock what -” you were cut off with a soft kiss to the cheek as Murdock smirked “See you tomorrow, sweetheart” he whispered in your ear before slinking away leaving you behind, flustered and confused 

Dating this man is…an experience to say the least 

Not in a bad way at all! He’s just so quiet your never really sure what's going on inside his head

He doesn't plan on ever telling that he’s a *cough murder cough* simply because he wants to keep you from harm's way including himself

He loves flustering you beyond anything else 

And he uses any chance he gets to do it

He’s sitting down and you walk by? He’s pulling you into his lap

You're standing somewhere just minding your own business? He’s coming up behind and wrapping his arms around your waist while he lays kisses along your neck

And despite this he claims he's not one for touch, yeah right 

If you ever do the same to him though?? This man is putty in your hands 

He loves to compare hand sizes with you, it makes his heart flutter <3

Ok but this man drives so f a s t

Not even intentionally, he just speeds, you're convinced your going to hit someone, but somehow you never do

He absolutely hates lazy weekends so don’t ever expect to be laying in bed with him in the mornings, he feels the need to always be productive 

He has no chill, despite his calm composure which in a way is sort of ironic 

He loves rainy days though, so expect him to drag you out during a rainy day to have a walk, under a shared umbrella 

And also long talks in front of the fireplace, very specific but he enjoys the feeling of the warmth from the fire and the warmth that your presence provides him as well

Yancy 

Today was visitation day at the Happy trails prison. The visitation hours had started about two hours ago and were now almost over, you sighed as you watched the other families visit and talk for away before departing. They hadn’t shown up, they called you here yet they hadn’t shown up. Honestly this didn’t surprise you in the slightest this wasn’t out of character for them at all. You sat waiting in the room surrounded by inmates, families, couples and yet no sign of your friend. You glanced at the clock watching the minutes tick by with a heavy heart hoping at any minute they would walk in, explaining to you there delay yet fifteen minutes passed by and there was no such luck

“Youse waiting for someone too?” 

You turned around to be faced with a tall boston man looking down at you 

“Yeah, but I don’t think they’ll show” you respond tiredly, as the man sits next to you on the bench “Me neither” you turned to him, frowning “Who are you waiting for?” you asked curiously 

“It doesn't matter now” you frowned, reaching out to pat him on the back, he suddenly tensed at the action and you quickly retracted your hand “I’m so sorry! I should have asked first” you quickly apologized. And he…chuckled? “No no, youse fine. I’m just not used to being touched is all” he offered a small smiled to you, one which you happily returned . Though your friend didn’t show up during visiting hours you and Yancy talked, laughed, and joked with each other until the last hour. It was nice, you hadn’t felt that comfortable with someone in a very long time. Yancy was so kind, you wondered how he’d ever managed to end up in prison in the first place, but there was no doubt in your mind you be back for the next visitation

It was only until Yancy actually applied for Parole that you started dating he wanted to wait until you could be together outside of just visitation hours 

Yancy is so touched starved please give him lots of love please

He will not be able to sleep without out you after the first time you cuddled 

So if you stay up late to work, draw, write, etc 

Yancy will find a blanket and curl up next to you

So if you sleep at your desk you’ll wake up with Yancy curled up against you 

Yancy loves to bake for you, once he got out of prison he started to look for things to do during the day and cooking just so happened to catch his eye

He’ll make you anything from deserts, pastries, full meals, etc you name it and Yancy will make it for you 

He also loves to knit 

So he’ll make you scarfs, mittens, jackets, cardigans, and a lot more, he has a lot of time on his hands 

Yancy loves to nap with you, especially on cold days he’ll come up from behind you and wrap all his limbs around you so you can’t leave 

Yancy also loves you carry you places, don’t worry about being to heavy he’s very strong so weight is not a problem for him

Kisses <3 

All the time, he loves them so much

And he melts when you give him any sort of affection especially kisses he just loves you so much

He’s pretty easy to fluster considering he's never been in a relationship before

Very worried he's going to hurt you with his strength he gets so excited whenever he sees you he just wants to engulf you with a big warm hug but hes so worried he's going to crush you

This man is like a golden retriever I swear 

But you love him anyways <33 

A/n: This took me all day ahhhhhhh

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober Day 16 - dp & leather

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 16 of Kinktober is: dp & leather - Murdock x Yancy x amab reader. I started out with this idea that it was going to be a shorter one.... Brainrot go brrrrr. Really happy with how it came out, enjoy ;3

Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 2.8k+

Tags/warnings: Yancy gets called good boy/baby boy, double penetration, leather gloves, cum eating

A gentle leather clad hand brushing over your cheek brings you back to the awake world. You blink a few times, being met by the grinning face of Murdock, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, which means he must have been awake for a while.

“Hey sunshine.” He leans down, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“Mmhhh, good morning.”

“It’s almost noon.” You shift onto your back, carding your fingers through his hair, keeping him close and bent over.

“It’s my day off, so sue me.” You tug him down for a kiss, intending for it to be short. But Murdock isn’t one for that, so he deepens the kiss, like he almost always does.

The thought of dragging him down on top of you crosses your mind, but is interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Breaking the kiss, you whip your head to the side, spotting a man standing just inside the door of your bedroom.

He’s wearing a black leather jacket, white t-shirt, and jeans, his hair is slicked back, and you can see a tattoo on the side of his neck. Which you only notice since he rubs his neck, glancing at you before looking down on the floor.

“Who are you?” Murdock is quick to answer before the man can.

“Remember the friend I told you about?” Murdock pulls back, sauntering over to the man, spinning around when he’s next to him, and smacks between the other man’s shoulder blades, causing the man to have to re-balance himself.

“This is Yancy, and he got out of prison yesterday.” Murdock reminds you of a proud cat that has dragged in a bird that he has hunted for you. Though this little bird is more alive than what a cat would have brought in.

“Ah, so that was where you went yesterday. I thought you just had some work to do.” You sit up on the bed, crossing your legs, supporting one arm on your knee so you can put your head in your hand. You pay no mind that you’re only clad in boxers, but Yancy glances at your barely covered lower half, blushing when you catch him looking.

“It was, and I think he deserves a little celebration, don’t you?”

“Youse don’t need to talk about me like I’m not here.” Yancy only sounds a little bit annoyed, and hello, accent.

“Like you don’t get off on it.” Murdock huffs, and Yancy opens his mouth as if to say something, but you speak before he can.

“I agree with Murdock, at least on the celebration part.” You grin, moving so the headboard is against your back with your legs stretched out in front of you. You grin at Yancy, who licks his lips, his focus fully on you. You pat your thigh, a motion Yancy follows before looking up at your face.

“Come on baby boy, take a seat.” Yancy flushes, very much the reaction you were aiming for. He walks over to the bed, putting a knee on the edge of the bed before you stop him. “Lose the jacket.”

He obliges, shucking off the jacket, revealing more tattoos. You look at them as he gets into bed, straddling your lap with only some gentle prodding. Your hands grab his hips, feeling the firm muscles there as he shifts. His hands land on your shoulders after some mild hesitation.

“Aren’t you a pretty thing?” You grin up at Yancy, who opens his mouth to answer, but is once more interrupted, this time by Murdock winding his arms around Yancy’s stomach from behind.

“The prettiest.” Yancy side-eyes him when Murdock hooks his chin over Yancy’s shoulder.

“So this is how it’s going to be?” You kiss underneath Yancy’s jaw after he speaks, and you’re sure he can feel your grin against his skin.

“We’re a package deal pretty boy, you don’t get one without the other.” You take a piece of skin between your teeth, carefully biting down. “Besides, Murdock has already told me a few things about you.”

Yancy looks down as you let up from his neck, though that is quickly overtaken by Murdock.

“What do youse know?”

“A couple of things.” Moving one hand from his hip, you drag it over his stomach, up his chest, with a brief pause at a nipple, and then settle it in his hair. You smile at him, which he returns. That disappears into a moan as you tug harshly on his hair, forcing his head back to bare his throat to you. Murdock chuckles behind Yancy, while Yancy licks his lips, trying to gather his mind.

“That being one of them.” One of Murdock’s leather covered hands travels down to the front of Yancy’s pants, rubbing against the growing bulge there.

“Is not fair.” Yancy grumbles, but doesn’t seem too perturbed as he starts bucking up against Murdock’s hand.

“Sweetheart, have you ever known me to play fair?” Murdock rumbles, and you almost laugh when Yancy sighs a very put upon sigh, and shakes his head. Well, as much as he can when you keep his head tilted back with an iron grip on his hair. Leaning forward, you lick a stripe over Yancy’s neck, hearing him swallow heavily in response.

His breath also hitches, and when you look down you see Murdock has unbuttoned Yancy’s pants, his still gloved hand now circling Yancy’s cock.

“Someone is impatient.” Murdock smirks, starting to slowly move his hand up and down on Yancy’s cock. That gets a whine from Yancy as he tries to thrust into Murdock’s hand, but you and Murdock keep him down with a hand on each hip. If your cock weren’t already getting interested, it certainly would have now.

“Only to hear those pretty noises I know he can make, my sunshine.”

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Finally prepped, perhaps a little more than necessary (but who can really blame you when Yancy makes such pretty noises while being fingered open?), Murdock helps Yancy position himself over your cock while you lean against the headboard again.

With firm and still gloved hands guiding him, he starts to sink down on you, and it takes some willpower from you to not just drag him down all the way at once. He’s warm and squeezing perfectly around your cock, making you throb inside of him.

“Mhm, baby boy, so fucking perfect.” Yancy’s head falls backwards onto Murdock’s shoulder, who takes the opportunity to catch his lips in a kiss.

Yancy settles fully on your cock, every inch of you inside that wonderful heat of him. You let out a low moan, throwing your head back for a moment before leaning forward to kiss over Yancy’s neck.

With the attention from both you and Murdock the skin of his neck is already a littered canvas, so you settle for giving a few kitten licks over the marks as you let Yancy adjust.

Only when you feel him try to roll his hips and grind down on you do you do anything more. You loosen your hold on his hips, and he lifts himself up a bit before sinking down again.

“Fuck baby, feels so good.” You groan against his skin, and you can barely hear the moan that gets from Yancy, since it’s muffled against Murdock’s lips.

As he starts to move more, he has to stop kissing Murdock, the angle too odd to keep up. You move back from his neck, catching Yancy’s gaze as he speeds up.

But Murdock is not one to let you have all the attention, so as Yancy bounces on your cock, he rubs himself against Yancy’s ass with strong hands framing his ribs.

Yancy’s hands grips yours and Murdock’s hair, tugging and moaning loudly. You chuckle, and Murdock lets out a groan.

“Such a pretty little thing, made to take cock.” Yancy keens at the praise, but that could also be Murdock’s hand wrapping around his cock. You pay it not too much mind, focused on keeping Yancy bouncing on your cock, feeling him clench around your cock.

You know you hit his prostate when he almost startles on your cock, back bending with a single loud “Fuck!” from him.

You keep aiming for that spot as well as you can, hitting it every so often while Murdock keeps talking into Yancy’s ear, the almost whisper close to getting lost in the sound of flesh against flesh and Yancy’s moans and cries of pleasure.

“Stretched around a cock, so full, and you love it, don’t you?” Yancy nods, whining as Murdock’s hand around his cock slows down. It doesn’t disappear completely, but his touch is a lot lighter, teasing and barely there while you keep Yancy moving up and down on your cock with ease.

You see Murdock removing his hand from Yancy’s ribs, tugging his glove off with his teeth. Curious, you keep your eyes on him, in return you get a wicked smile. With nimble fingers he easily opens the lube again and spreads some on his fingers, dropping the bottle on the bed as he gets Yancy’s bouncing to slow down.

“I think you could take more, don’t you think so as well, dove?” One of his fingers presses inside of Yancy alongside your cock, and you’re not sure who moans louder, you or Yancy.

“Pleaseeee.”

“Please what?” Murdock grins at you over Yancy’s shoulder, kissing his shoulder as Yancy pants, holding himself completely still now.

“Want me to open you up even more, make you feel that stretch you love? Want me to fuck you open with my fingers alongside my sunshine’s cock, and then my cock too?” Yancy groans, and you feel him clench so wonderfully around your cock.

You know Murdock likes to hear people beg in so many ways, and it seems Yancy knows too, as he only takes a few more moments before he begs so prettily.

“Please, please, please, fill me with youses cock and fingers, and then both of your cocks, please! I- I- I- need it, I need it.” Murdock laughs, but it’s not mocking, only smug and triumphant.

“I know you do, I know you are a good boy and can take us both.” Murdock does let go of Yancy’s cock then, but only for a moment, since it picks up the lube bottle to get some more lube to where the three of you are now joined, if a bit thinly at the moment.

You could have perhaps helped Murdock, but you’re a bit preoccupied with not just thrusting up into Yancy, or coming too close to the edge. The way Yancy clenches around you, grinding down onto you, and the thought of you and Murdock fucking him at the same time is making your head spin.

It doesn’t help when Murdock starts moving his finger back and forth, starting to stretch Yancy more, and at the same time brushing against your cock. The groan that leaves you is a little choked off, and you hear Murdock chuckle as your head falls onto Yancy’s shoulder.

“Should we have gotten out the cockring for you sweetheart?”

“Hng, fuck no, just give me a moment.”

“Mhm, I’m not going to stop.”

“Not asking you to. I’m just way too close, and if you were to move Yancy, I would cum.” You hear Yancy draw a deep and shaky breath, but you don’t know if that was a reaction to your words, or a reaction to Murdock adding another finger.

Not that it really matters, because being kept still on your cock is not what Yancy wants. So after a while he starts to grind his hips down, which you let him do since you’re not as close anymore. But, you don’t start to move him up and down yet, instead just feeling how hot he is, and how stretched he is getting.

Murdock adds a third finger rather quickly, moving them in and out of Yancy at a quicker and quicker pace. Yancy is constantly letting out little moans and groans, tugging on both of your hair. You start to plant kisses all over Yancy’s shoulder, your mouth and tongue worshiping the skin it can reach.

All the while Murdock has a hold of Yancy’s cock, but he’s not jerking him off or anything, just keeping his hold there and letting Yancy gently rock into the still gloved hand.

And then the fingers inside of Yancy are gone, though he is not left with only you inside of him for long, as Murdock slowly, carefully, starts to push his cock inside of Yancy alongside your own.

You grip Yancy’s hips hard enough to bruise, biting down on his shoulder as he lets out perhaps the prettiest moan you have ever heard. All breathless and high, and the hand in your hair clenches and unclenches while he gets filled more and more.

When Murdock is finally all the way inside of Yancy, Murdock groans, claiming Yancy’s other shoulder with a bite, making him yelp with the pain.

“Fuck baby boy, so tight and perfect for us.” You whisper against Yancy’s skin.

“It would be, ah, perfect if you moved.” Yancy whines, grinding down, causing you and Murdock to let out a moan in unison.

“Soon little dove, so impatient.” Murdock teases, starting to move his hand over Yancy’s cock again. Yancy moans, bucking up into the hold. You go with it, your hands on his hips starting to guide him to slowly move up and down.

He doesn’t go far, but he doesn’t need to. Even the shallow bounces feel so amazing, your cock rubbing against Murdock’s with every minuscule movement of Yancy’s hips.

You’re not going to last long, but you don’t think the others are either. The room is so warm, filled with the smell of sex, the only noise the moans from all three of you, and the whines from Yancy.

He’s so tight around your cock, squeezing even with how spread he is. He doesn’t try to control the speed of any of what is happening, letting you and Murdock take full control. Which you revel in, and know Murdock does too, as you make him move up and down on your cock.

You’re close, so close to spilling over that edge, but you want Yancy to cum first. So, your hand joins Murdock’s gloved one on Yancy’s cock, guiding Murdock to speed up. The pace is a lot faster than any other movement, but you want, no, need, to feel Yancy fall apart on your cocks.

And less than a minute you get that, as Yancy spills himself over your shared hands with a cry. Murdock groans loudly, pumping his hips forward once, twice, thrice, then cumming inside of Yancy.

Yancy’s noise and Murdock’s cum filling him up, sends you careening over the edge of your own orgasm. You pump your hips up too, making sure every drop of cum spills inside Yancy, mixing with Murdock’s.

You tremble slightly as you pull out of Yancy, Murdock in a similar state as he does the same.

Yancy is just boneless on your lap, so it’s easy to move him down on his back on the bed. He’s panting, licking his lip as a lazy smile spreads across his face.

“Fuck, youse....” He doesn’t say anything else, throwing an arm over his face and giggling. Murdock and you lock eyes as Yancy stretches, then you look down on Yancy’s cum covered stomach.

Catching onto the idea that popped into your head just seconds earlier, you can Murdock lean down in unison, licking over the cum covered skin.

“Shit!” That earns you both a hand in your hair, and though Yancy tries to move you both, you stay down there to lick every inch clean.

When you’re satisfied that you have gotten every drop, you sit up, enchaining a kiss leaning over Yancy.

“Fuck, that was hot.” Yancy speaks in awe as you break the kiss, turning to grin at him. You lean down, kissing him too, your tongue quickly coming out to brush against his lower lip. He opens his mouth so eagerly, and your tongue dips inside, letting him taste himself and Murdock from you.

Breaking the kiss, Murdock takes over, giving Yancy the same treatment. You watch them, just enjoying the view of the hot and languid kiss.

Though, when it goes on for a little too long and one of his hands travels upwards to rub against one of Yancy’s nipples, you pinch his shoulder.

“What was that for sunshine?” He almost pouts, and you smack his shoulder.

“Clean up and cuddles first Murdock. Then maybe round two, if we’re all up for it.”

“I am.” Comes the quick answer from below you, and that coupled with the smug grin Murdock sports makes you laugh.