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I LOVE YOUR BLOG A TON AND I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A GOOD DAY💕BUT I NEED SOME HARDCORE CASSIAN X READER PLZ

I’m not gonna lie, I don’t know who that is but I looked him up and he’s hot so I mean I might haha 

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DETAILED THANOS SMUT

YASSSSS thank god I’m not the only one who would take it 

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Didn’t Lose A Thing ~ Sam Drake (UNCHARTED)

Part 1: Although you don’t have to read this part, I would recommend it 

Pairings: Samuel Drake x Reader 

Drabble

Warnings: Implied smut, language 

“D-Didn’t you s-say you had to - Sam, baby... baby please slow down.” You managed to grab hold of his face, you could still feel the tingle of his lips on your neck as the soft pain of him nibbling on your sensitive spot continued to linger. 

“Mmm, I don’t care.” He mumbles, your face being a magnet as he leans forward and starts kissing along your jaw. 

You hadn’t even reached the hotel door yet, and the fear of other people seeing you was a bother, but Sam didn’t care, and he most certainly wasn’t stopping. Throughout the evening, you knew he wasn’t going to be able to finish the dinner with his brother because his fingers were too distracted with sneaking up your thigh no matter how many times you pushed it away.

“I haven’t gotten a piece of you for fifteen years...” He groans, fishing out the keycard from his pocket with your legs still wrapped around his waist. “I’ll be damned if I’m going to wait another day.” 

“We had sex the other night.” You reminded him.

“Again, I don’t care. One night isn’t going to make up for the amount of time lost.” 

You giggled as he cursed under his breath when the square plastic kept refusing to work. He was about ready to break down the door, he honestly would if it wasn’t so sturdy because he couldn’t handle the obstacles getting in his way. Not tonight. 

Once he heard the pleasing beep of the lock, he pushed down the handle and swung the door open. He nearly forgot to kick it shut as he stumbled across the floor, reattaching his lips to yours while also trying to fumble with the zipper of your dress. You hadn’t even been in the room itself yet, in fact, you thought Sam just bought it solely to catch up on sexual activities, but you understood his eagerness. You were the same. 

How could you not be?

“Where the hell is the bedroom?” He asks, but not moving his head to the side to look at his surroundings. The unknown was more thrilling. 

Your back hit a wall, and his mouth went back to your neck, he tugged your dress up so that your back and the wall kept it in place as your bare hips finally got a taste of the cold air - your lace panties being the only garment underneath. You could feel his boner up against your crotch, you uncomfortably struggled to unclasp his belt and unzip the dress pants that matched his suit. It would have been much easier if he put you on the ground, but that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. 

“What’s taking you so long?” He mumbled against your ear, biting it gently. 

You rolled your eyes, still trying to fumble with his pants. He pulled back slightly to give you very little more room to see if that made it easier. 

“I would help you, but you’re a little heavy so... have you gained weight?” 

He was joking, of course, he didn’t care how you looked - it was just another one of his sarcastic remarks that clearly didn’t die in the years he has been gone. 

“Fucking finally.” You muttered under your breath as you managed to unbuckle and unbutton his pants. 

Your lace panties were not made of trusting material, so ripping them would be of ease. Except, of course, Sam kept a pocket knife in the pocket of his pants, and he swiftly cut the garments like a child getting a shot before they even realize what’s happening. You felt the cold blade against your wet lower regions, but you didn’t feel any pain. The only hint of agony you felt was the anticipation of his cock buried deep inside of your tight sex. 

It would take hours of intercourse to make up for the years lost. 

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Hi! Do you have anymore A-Z kink lists planned? :)

Not for a while, I wanna do some actual imagines but I've been so busy lately :(

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Imagine Seducing Peter Quill to Retrieve The Orb, but...

It doesn’t go as planned. 

“D-Don’t touch me.” You slap his hand away as he tries to wrap it around your waist to pull you closer to him in bed. 

You sat up, huffing in complete irritation as you scanned the floor for your clothes. This was not what was supposed to happen, you were just meant to seduce him long enough to sneak the orb out of his dirty, needy hands and go about your day. 

Physical contact was not on your list, so how the hell did you end up having sex with him? Everything was going well until he came up behind you and brought his mouth to your ear, whispering raunchy cliches before taking his lips and placing them on your neck. Your immediate reaction was to turn around and slap him across the face, and although he was bewildered by it at first, he couldn’t help but compliment you on how feisty you were. Unfortunately, you became weak and succumbed to his nerve-racking good looks and cheesy one liners - as soon as his lips found yours, that did it. 

“Am I going to see you again or is this a one night stand thing? I mean, it’s alright if you don’t wanna meet up again, but I was just - 

“Shut up, don’t act so pathetic.” You mutter, not caring if he heard or not. Truth be told, yes most of your anger was towards him although this was all your fault, but the core of your bitterness was mainly because you enjoyed it. 

“So, is that a no?” 

Is it? As much as you wanted to say yes, something told you that when your path crossed with his again, you wouldn’t hold back. To hide the truth from this arrogant man would be the smart thing to do, but to come clean would lift some weight off your shoulders. 

Not only that but if he were to find out (which he would eventually) that you were working with Ronan, then that would just cause more problems. 

Oh well, when the time comes then you’ll deal with it. 

“More than likely, because the next time our paths cross... I promise you, you aren’t going to like me.” 

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I READ IT WHILE MY MOTHER WAS NEXT TO AND I COULD NOT STOP BLUSHING KR SMILJNG THANK YOU FOR BLESSING ME

YOUR MOTHER WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE TORTURE OF BEING A FANGIRL

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YESYESYESYESYES A PETER QUILL A-Z KINKS

HERE YOU ARE https://claustrophobicfandom.tumblr.com/post/163681346640/kinks-a-z-peter-quill-starlord

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Kinks A-Z ~ Peter Quill (STARLORD)

Ask: You did this a lot, mainly because you knew he liked it. You would always ask him if he could eat you out or if you could go down on him because you were feeling it. You could make him get all flustered easily this way, but the next thing you knew your panties would be coming off and his head would find its way between your thighs.

Bite: He loved nibbling on your ear, biting your lip and the inside of your thighs. You liked it, except when he would teasingly bite part of your labia while he was eating you out, you would end up accidentally kicking him in the face out of instinct. 

Cock: You loved his member more than words could explain. It was sort of a habit really, you would always be giving him head or jacking him off in some way, shape or form. One time you caught him masturbating, you were saddened that he didn’t ask you to take care of it, but he explained it was because he didn’t realize you were going to be home that night (which was the truth.) 

Dirty Dance: He fantasized about this. Peter loved dancing with you more privately and with fewer clothes on. 

Elephant In The Room: He had a habit of making it clear to the other guardians that he wanted a break just so he could get a quickie in with you. 

Frisky: Peter was like a dog in heat 24/7, no matter how many times he had sex with you, he could honestly just keep it coming. Rather he was horny or not. 

Grip: He would grip the headboard as he pounded into your ass from behind, he would grip the sheets as he brought you to your third orgasm that night. Honestly, he would grip anything he could get a hold of. 

Handsy: Peter could not keep his hands off you to save his life. Especially in public. You didn’t mind when he would snake an arm around your waist, but when his hand would slip down to your ass or even grab at your coochie - you always had to slap him away. 

Idolize: So many girls admired Peter for his name ‘Starlord,’ and yes you did get jealous of it. Not because you didn’t trust him, but because you knew that some people would cross the line to show how much they love someone. You would mock his fans because you were annoyed, but in bed, he wanted you to idolize him as you rode him out. 

Jokes: You two would always be pranking each other, some pranks turning into rather sexual instances like when he would spray whip cream all over you. You would curse him for it and want to go clean it off, but he would insist that it shouldn’t be wasted and that he could easily clean it off with his mouth. 

Kleptomaniac: He was worse than Rocket sometimes, except Peter would only steal sexual things because he claimed they were ‘too expensive.’ You scolded him for this, but once he actually used them on you, you didn’t care as much. He was very good at picking out toys. 

Laughing: It was rare when there was a time the two of you didn’t laugh while having sex. Even after your orgasm, you would laugh it out because it was just a habit. 

Mixtape Vol ?: You made him another mixtape when he wasn’t able to be around you for extended periods of time. It included songs that were playing during special moments the two of you shared like the song that was playing in the bar that the two of you met in and others that found their way into your hearts. He would listen to it when he wanted to masturbate. 

Nickname: While his cock was deep inside you, he would ask you to call him by his “proper name,” ‘Starlord.’ While your hands clutched onto his back and you while you constantly cried out ‘my star lord,’ it was moments like these that he cherished. Whenever anyone else called him by that name, it didn’t feel the same.

Optical: Believe it or not, you were the one that liked to blindfold him during sex most. The less he could see, the more fun it would be which is why you did it so much. There was this game the two of you would play where he would be expected to explore your body without being able to see.

Porthole: His ship wasn’t the only thing he stuck in your porthole, he liked to try new things. He claimed that ‘experimenting’ was always a must when it was really just him wanting to see how wide your vagina stretched and he liked making you scream. 

Quagmire: Peter was very skilled at this, and he definitely used it to an advantage. He would come close to you when he knew you were already submitting to his good looks and sly comments, and eventually he would corner you until you were forced to wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. He did this while you were sitting too, he would easily sneak his hand up your dress and tease you until you excused yourself to the bathroom. 

Rip: You couldn’t even count how many articles of clothing have been ruined due to his impatience, but you couldn’t just blame him. It didn’t really start to bother you until after sex, but even then it still didn’t bother you all that much. He didn’t like to bother with taking things off.

Sarcasm: Your relationship with him was filled with sarcasm that dripped after every word it seemed. He would especially get snarky with you during foreplay, making you blush at how quickly turned on you were but then made you slap him across the head when he would compare you with that of something inhuman.

Taste Test: This was more or less an excuse to sample batters and syrups off sensitive parts of your body, but anytime you would bake something, he always had to be the first to taste it. He claimed that tasting some things off your body added flavor.

Umbrella: You were a squirter, which was an embarrassment in your eyes but he loved it. He didn’t even care if it got all over him, in fact, he looked at it as a sort of trophy for being able to make you do that.

Virgin: When he found out you were a virgin, he had to ask you another 100 times just to make sure he heard right. Although, taking your virginity did make him nervous because that meant he was the sole person taking your innocence. Of course, that didn’t stop him from turning an important moment into a joke fest, but he did treat your body as a temple. Until you were over the whole ‘popping the cherry’ part. 

Wet: The real question is, ‘When are you ever dry?’ Just looking at Peter made your panties soak, and he sure used this to his advantage - which was a disadvantage to the rest of the group because you could never focus properly on a mission. 

X-Rated: Peter wasn’t very raunchy when it came to sex, which surprised a lot. That didn’t mean he wasn’t spontaneous and adventurous though. 

Yell: Whenever you would reach your limit and get mad, Peter would just feed into it. He enjoyed it when you got angry and called him names because you thought you were actually affecting him when in reality he found it quite amusing. He would try to have sex with you to make up for it, which you would usually oblige too. 

ZZZ: At the end of the day, Peter had a hard time sleeping unless you were right beside him - which didn’t make much sense because he would cuddle for a couple minutes then hog all the blankets the next. You would get him back by teasing his cock in the morning while he’s sleeping. 

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CAN YOU DO A PETER QUILL A-Z KINKS PLS

AH YES GOTTA BLAST

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The request with Peter Parker and a Plus size reader ..?

OH! I totally forgot about that one, there is something i would like to clarify about it though and I would prefer if you would message me :) just do it on @marvelmadhouse I meant to say something about it when it was requested, but I got sidetracked and forgot. My apologies

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Is it the Peter Parker request?

I'm sorry? I'm a little confuzzled haha

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Oh no ... hahaha no I just miss your Peter Parker smut

AHHH I HAVE BEEN SLACKING I WILL ADMIT, I need to get back in the groove of things because i haven't been myself lately BUT I will write more! I'm trying to finish a Voldemort one and also a Sam drake one, but there's always room for Peter

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When will you drop a Peter Parker smut?

Later today maybe, is there something you want? :)

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please please please please do more Thanos

What do you want? ;)

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Come on, Darling ~ Ajax (DEADPOOL)

Pairings: Ajax x reader 

Warnings: Smut, language 

Drabble

A soft whimper left your lips as you continued grinding your crotch against Ajax’s clothed thigh. The only garments you were wearing were your lace bra and panties, the clothing in which Ajax asked of you when you were to be punished. Humiliation. He wasn’t going to have sex with you - no, sure he was going to let you cum, but he wanted you to be embarrassed by how he made you orgasmed. He wanted you to see just how desperate you are for him, how far you were willing to go just to receive pleasure from the man who you submitted too. Of course, Francis was doing this with your consent, and he couldn’t keep from kissing your neck here and there, but every time your lips longed for his, or even tried to attempt to feel them, he turned away and scolded you for it. Punishment games, something of which you were quite fond of. 

His fingers danced under your laced pussy as you continued to ride against them. He could feel how wet you were, your panties were soaked and as much as he wanted to retract his hand from between his thigh and your pelvis, just to bring his fingers up to his lips and get a taste, he knew he couldn’t. Not until you came for him. Your ass was sore from the spanking prior, and you knew you would have red marks for quite a while, but that just added onto the amount of ecstasy you were receiving. 

“Come on, darling.” With his free hand, he buried his fingers in your hair and pulled your head backward. He leaned forward and licked from the middle of your throat all the up to your chin teasingly. 

“A-A-” You were trying to moan his name, the friction was killing you. You wished he would slip your panties to the side and finger you, or even poke through your panties some more - but you knew he wouldn’t. 

Gripping the side of the couch, you could feel the sweat forming the line of your hair as you closed in on your orgasm, but it wouldn’t reach its full peak. 

“I-I can’t... baby, please help me.” 

“Don’t use that whiny tone darling, you’ve cum like this before. Why are you holding back?”

“I-I’m not - 

He grabs hold of your chin harshly, forcing you to look in his eyes. You had tears welling up in your eyes, but not because of hurt or pain - it was because you wanted to cum so bad, but he was right. You were holding back, and you didn’t know why. You were getting wetter and wetter each time you rubbed yourself against his hand, it felt good, perfect but you wanted more. That was the problem, you were greedy, and he always felt the need to teach you to be grateful for what you are offered. 

“You want my cock, right?” He whispers, a smirk on his lips as he leans forward to kiss you, but then stops himself. “Angel, is that correct?” 

“Y-Yes...” You grabbed at your breasts, although you still had your bra on. “P-please - Francis I can’t do this anymore!” 

You grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him to your lips, kissing him whether he liked it or not. He was strong, but when it came to the adrenaline that pumped through your pelvis at times like this, you were always able to surprise him somehow. Although he wasn’t fond of your neglect to obey like this, he would have to punish you again for it at a later time. 

You made him weak. 

He didn’t slip your panties to the side or further his pleasuring advances, but the way his tongue licked against yours and how he grabbed the back of your head with his free hand and deepened the kiss -  you could feel yourself crumbling. 

“C’mon...” He groaned against your lips, biting your lower one, “if you cum, then maybe I’ll give you my cock.” 

He took one of your hands and shoved it against his hardened member that was just begging to be freed from his pants. 

It was just a couple more movements of your hips before you felt yourself sputtering your orgasm out, you were overstimulating. Your lips left his as you gripped onto his shirt and fell onto his chest, riding out the rest of your high. You were crying out, begging him for more before you even had the chance to finish your climax. 

He pulled your leg over his lap so that you were fully straddling him as he stood up from the chair, wrapping your legs securely around his waist. He was going to give you what you wanted, but he was going to spank you first.

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oH FUCCK. COULLD A SINNER GET SOME GOOD AJAX X READER W/ THIGH RIDING & DADDY KINKS :")? IM IN NEED <3

TEASER PREVIEW BECAUSE I’M EVIL. 

 “A soft whimper left your lips as you continued grinding your crotch against Ajax’s clothed thigh. The only garments you were wearing were your lace bra and panties, the clothing in which Ajax asked of you when you were to be punished. Humiliation. He wasn’t going to have sex with you - no, sure he was going to let you cum but he wanted you to be embarrassed by the ways in which he made you orgasm. He wanted you to see just how desperate you are for him, how far you were willing to go just to receive pleasure from the man who you submitted too. Of course, Francis was doing this with your consent, and he couldn’t keep himself from kissing your neck here and there but every time your lips longed for his, or even tried to attempt to feel them, he turned away and scolded you for it. Punishment games, something of which you were quite fond of.”

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Are you planning on doing a part 2 to the Nathan drake imagine? :)

You know I was actually surprised with the fact that people liked that one, I had previously written in almost a year ago and posted it on my wattpad but decided to clean it up some and post it on here. I wanted to do more video game character imagines because they don’t get enough credit! I will be more than happy to write more Nathan Drake Imagines, and really if anybody requests anything that makes it even better!