#no googles mark

[slutoru1207]

Its not a competition

A group of Mark Graysons from different realities sat in a rough circle, postured like they were at some kind of interdimensional support group. Except, instead of discussing trauma, morals, or the existential horror of being a multiversal constant, they were arguing over who had the best Reader.

Because apparently, that was the priority here.

Viltrumite!Mark crossed his arms, looking unimpressed. “Mine is obedient and listens to my every command.” His voice was laced with pride, like he was stating a universal truth. "No complaints, no resistance. They know their place."

Sinister!Mark scoffed, leaning back in his chair, his cape flaring dramatically as if the very air respected him. “Obedient?” he echoed, eyes glinting. “That’s boring. Mine created an entire rebellion against my empire.” He grinned, teeth sharp. “I kept them alive so we could fuck in between fights.”

Silence.

Some of the Marks shifted uncomfortably. Mohawk!Mark just nodded in approval. NoGoggles!Mark looked toointerested.

NoGoggles!Mark’s grin was feral, bruises barely healing from whatever fight he just crawled out of. “Mine likes to punch the living shit out of me!” he laughed, tilting his head like a dog listening for a whistle. “She really hates me! Like, actively hates me! It’s so fucking fun.”

Viltrumite!Mark and Sinister!Mark looked at him like he just said he enjoyed getting hit by a truck. Which, knowing him, he probably did.

Mohawk!Mark shrugged, amused. “Mine always has plans to kill me,” he said, scratching his chin like he was fondly remembering an assassination attempt. “Too bad she gets cock-drunk before she can actually initiate them.”

Sinister!Mark snorted. “Pathetic.”

Mohawk!Mark smirked. “Jealous?”

Sinister!Mark glared. NoGoggles!Mark looked like he wanted to fist-bump him.

Mainstream!Mark had been sitting there quietly, arms crossed, waiting for the nonsense to end. Now, he just shrugged and said, “I got mine pregnant.”

Silence.

Dead silence.

All the Marks stared at him.

Then, like some collective, hive-mind realization, their eyes glinted at the same time.

“Yeah,” Sinister!Mark mused, rubbing his chin. “I should do that next.”

“Damn,” NoGoggles!Mark muttered, a lightbulb clearly going off in his head.

Viltrumite!Mark simply hummed in approval, like it was already on his agenda.

Mohawk!Mark clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “Guess I gotta stop dodging those baby traps.”

Mainstream!Mark’s face dropped. “Wait—NO—guys, that wasn’t—”

Too late.

The multiverse had just been given a really bad idea.

[cosmic-crashout]

Female Reader x Mohawk Mark

Male Reader x No Goggles Mark

Mohawk Mark has grown on me but No Goggles Mark was my favorite, he was just so sadistic and mocking when he was fighting the Guardians, it was great wish he survived 😔

Female and Male Readers will probably change, a good plan which makes me work on character design lol, if anyone has a characteristics they’d wanna see lemme know, no guarantee

[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

Hii! I have an ask lingering in the background of my head. How would no goggles invincible be with a high sex-drived!reader? I heard that invincible variant is a little weirdo, lol. That is all. Thank you for your time. Just know your writing is amazing, and make sure to stay hydrated every day <3

That's like one of the freakiest ones😭 one of the less serious, and most creepy, very sadistic too. But he's funny. He's very similar to Mohawk!Mark now that I think about it🤔

He makes fun of you sometimes, calling you desperate, AS IF HE ISN'T ENJOYING THIS JUST AS MUCH, in fact, he might even have trouble keeping up, not because of stamina or indurance, but maybe because he's just not as horny. Although, he has his moments, I assure you. The more powerful and lethal and superior he feels, the more he'll seek you out (imagine him coming back home covered in blood after commiting mass murder and being like "honeeeyyy I'm hooommmeee!!!!" and you have really nice sex after)

Sometimes he pouts because he thinks you just want him for his body but then he remembers how "superior" he is, of course you know how much better than anyone else he is, actually , who carnes about what you think anyway😡

And noowwww you're in trouble

Just make fun of how weak other men are compared to him and you'll be fine

(his wide eyes kinda scare me ngl but I love him)

General masterlist

[lheslie]

Mark Variants Vs Mirko Reader

"I live every day as if I'm not gonna see another one. That way, I'll have no regrets when I die." - Mirko from My hero academia.

- Main Mark

Other than his father, you were his favorite superhero. He loved your strong conviction.

He deeply admired your strength and skills, he loves your enthusiastic energy when fighting.

When you started to team up with him, he loved talking to you everyday asking for advices on how to become a better fighter.

Sparring with you is the best time for him as he kept seeing you smile as you fight with him, trying to keep up with him.

He loved your confidence being able to fight full on, even after being injured you're able to immediately stand right back up.

Handling multiple enemies, even you're alone.

You're not even afraid facing them head on, even if you know they're stronger than you.

"If there's a will, there's a way " You spoke as you found an enemy weakness, using it to your advantage.

As you were quite reckless, he's quite worried, you didn't even stayed a week inside the hospital, after regaining conscious, you sprung up back into action on the battlefield.

You were always in the frontlines, and he makes sure that he's always beside you to guard you against enemies behind your back.

He especially loves your supersuit, he sometimes gets distracted admiring it.

"Oi! Are you underestimating me? Fight with everything you've got!" You shouted gaining his full attention.

"S-sorry my bad." As he started to spar again with you.

- Omni Mark

He liked your enthusiasm and confidence, you know yourself very well, strength and limitations and yet, even though he already threw you to a building, normal heroes would be dead or knocked unconscious but instead you stood up again, ready for another round.

You adjusted your dislocated bones, relocating them to the right position,  stretching again.

"You fight well, yet you waste your time, saving people who isn't even greatful for what you do." He spoke, approaching you.

"I live every day as if I'm not gonna see another one. That way, I'll have no regrets when I die." You said licking blood fixing your hair, getting ready for another fight.

"Very well, then I'll give you a proper fight to the death." He stated.

- Target Mark

"IS THERE NO ONE WORTHY HERE?" He screamed as he kept killing heroes.

"Then fight someone who is." You spoke as you surprised him with a kick from the back hitting his back bone.

He immediately fell vomitting blood on the ground.

He stood up to take revenge, but you kept kicking him down making sure he doesn't get anytime to stand up.

"Go to sleep." You said, trying to kick his temple, but he caught your ankle, throwing you to the wall.

He got back up flying, looks on your direction to punch you again, but you were able to regain your senses and avoiding his punch, standing up.

"Where have you been all this time?" He questioned you.

"Beating your other variant's asses, you should say hi to them in death." throwing another punch at him.

"Those were entirely weaker versions of me, they don't deserve to be called by the same name as me." He snorted

"Well either way you're dead, so stop talking." You yelled.

- Viltrum Mark

"I can see you've come back for more." He monotonously spoke as he looked at you with your newly ampuated body parts.

"You thought by taking off my limbs would stop me right there? You have to kill me before you actually defeat me." You declared, flipping him off.

Viltrum Mark clenched his teeth in anger as he replied. "Very well then, you shall die."

"I ain't that weak." You huffed.

"GET DOWN FROM THERE AND GIVE ME A FAIR FIGHT THEN." You yelled, at him.

- Shiesty Mark

"Fuck, this is no fun. Everyone's so weak." He complained, as you took out a street light that collapsed on the ground hitting him with it.

"Well here's fun! How about you go and die!" You smiled.

He flew off but quickly gained momentum.

"Ugh, fuck. I'm gonna make sure you don't have an easy death." He spoke angrily.

"Hmph, and who said I'm dying?" You kicked him with your luna fall, making him fall to the ground.

"You think that's enough to defeat me? Motherfucker!" He cursed at you.

"Well there's more where that came from, just wait you evil fiend." You laughed, lunging at him.

- Sinister Mark

"You put up a fight." He said as he was floating above you, as you stood up again, wiping blood from your face.

"You underestimate me, I haven't shown you everything I've got." You laughed as you run at him, trying to kick him again with your full power, but he caught your leg.

"You've got strong legs, I wonder how you'll react when I slowly crush your bones." He said smiling with bloodlust, he started to slowly strengthen his grip on your leg, trying to crack your bone.

Instead of wincing in pain your smile still preservered, and kicking him with your other leg.

You jumped with one of your healthly leg, retreating to the shadows, putting a bandage on it.

"Look's like bunbun got scared." He chuckled trying to find you under the rubbles.

"Come out little bunny." He slowly meancingly chuckled.

After stopping the blood gushing out of your leg, you tied the bandage tightly.

You went out again to kick him down.

"I thought you've ran away, I would've been really disappointed." He stated punching you to the wall.

"And make you happy? Never." You stated as you punched him to the other pavement.

- Prisoner Mark

"Give up, you have no chance against me, I've killed thousands, just submit." He said as you stood up again.

"Hahaha! Never." You said standing up again, licking the blood off your lips.

"Then you shall meet your fate." He said punching your guts, making you fly again to the wall again.

You slowly stood up again, for another fight.

"You're not giving up are you?" He muttered.

- Mohawk Mark

Mohawk Mark chuckles to himself proud causing havoc.

"Halt, Evil Mark!." You shouted gaining his attention.

He looked around trying to find where that sound might be, while you took the opportunity to kick him in the face.

He fell down, from the sky.

"How did you jump that high." He laughs amused as blood oozes out of his face, he wiped it off.

He started to fly again and rushed at you, jumping again you kicked him in the face again, making him fall back into the ground.

He stood up again, breathing heavily but still smiling.

"You have really strong legs right there, I wonder how you'll react when I slowly break them." He looked at you smiling agressively.

"Let's see if you can." You smiled challange him.

- No goggles Mark

"Oooh! I never fought you in my dimension." He spoke as you repeatedly hit him, not giving him any time to finish his speech.

"Wow, that's so cool." He kept smiling at the sensations of your kicks, he grabbed your ankle trying to slam you down.

"Well there's more where that came from!!" You yelled kicking him with your other foot, freeing yourself from his grasp.

"You're my favorite." He smiles.

"Hah! You haven't had enough of me yet." You smiled charging at him.

"Bring it on!!" He yelled charging to you as well.

You both started exchanging blows, equal blows to each others.

"Are you single? Will you marry me?" He asks you out of nowhere.

"Not interested in a mass murderer." You replied throwing another blow through his liver, causing major pain.

He collapsed, as he grabbed on his aching liver.

"Oh, I just love you." he declared as he passes out.

"Who doesn't love me?" You left out a chuckle.

[sweetmctart]

one of my fav duos

[wernerherzogs]

some of my fave buddie fics for anon in no particular order! please mind all the ratings, tags, and warnings of these works while browsing:

plot-focused:

about the present series by Amiril

The day of the shooting, Eddie got stuck in a time loop. But that was three months ago. He's completely fine now.

boys, when my baby found me by nondz (pinkjook)

Three months later, things are mostly back to normal.

And then there's an accident.

the city is a jungle and i’m a beast by putanauhere (TRUST ME.)

“There are no wolves in Southern California,” Buck states, another bit of trivia. He just doesn’t know it’s a lie.

The Things All Come and Gone by moodlighting

“I didn’t—it’s not that I couldn’t be alone,” Buck explained, pausing to find the right words. “I just. Wanted to be here.”

I Broke What You Gave Me, But You Kept Giving More by rcdwings

Evan Buckley wakes up without eight years of his memories with some guy named Eddie Diaz on his bedside. Which could mean nothing.

lonely little love dog by littleghost

When the 118 is closed for reconstruction after an earthquake, Buck is a floater for different stations around the city. He tries not to let it get to him. Much.

kerosene by mandolare

He doesn’t— need more of Eddie. This is enough. This is plenty. This is more than anyone else has of him; he can deal with the marrow-deep want that’s begun to choke him every once in a while.

all my little words by youbetsya

Eddie: Did you just send me an email??

Buck: yeah lol

Eddie: Why…

I dont think you’ve ever emailed me actual words before. Just stuff to print when your printer is broken

Buck: did you read it?

Eddie: Not yet

Too busy trying to figure out why the fuck you’re emailing me

Buck: just read it dude 🙄

instructions on not giving up by Wildehack (tyleet)

Eddie gave up in July.

Live and (Don't) Let Die by xylodemon

The guy gets straight to the point, asking, "What do you need?" in a dull, bored voice.

"My best friend is going to die. I want that to… not happen."

"No small feat, bringing back the dead. And it comes at a cost."

It's Eddie. Buck says, "Yes," without a second thought.

good pretender by likeshipsonthesea

“Okay, but what are the rules?”

Ravi stares. “The rules for…?”

“Casual sex.”

Ravi continues to stare. It is 5:39 in the morning.

i can tell just what you want (you don't want to be alone) by Talls

In which Eddie keeps secrets and Buck is incredibly normal and rational and even brave about his reaction to this.

here’s my hand, there’s the itch by signetsealed

"I wasn’t kidding when I said I could talk about Chris all night,” Eddie says. His voice is quiet and close in Buck’s ear. “But that’s not why I called.”

been lost for a while by trysetmeonfire

Eddie's wife has been dead for two weeks. There's a firefighter in bed five. These are not necessarily related facts, but Eddie will have a hard time separating them out, later.

Downward Facing Doggy Style by Survivah

Eddie and Buck pick up a new hobby while Chris is in Texas.

slaughterhouse by kithmet

Eddie announces he’s leaving. Buck, naturally, begins a slow descent to madness.

Choosing Joy 'Verse series by ithilien22

In which Eddie mends fences with Chris, starts something new with Buck, and navigates the complex emotions he has around his parents.

 the sweetest apparition by hyruling

Eddie moves to Texas. Buck keeps accidentally telling people Eddie's dead. It goes about as well as you'd expect.

pluperfect by unreckless

Buck is always good for a ride to the airport. He’s good at lots of things, like being a good friend and goodbyes.

beating the horse by doitgently

Eddie is moving to Texas. Buck finally figures out what he wants.

Burn a bridge, learn how to swim series by WatermelonShots (AvocadosUnderTheEaves)

In which there is some unexpected making out, some pining, one third of an existential crisis and a lot of unhelpful advice. Not necessarily in that order.

you drew stars around my scars by ladieslunching

Someone at the 118 doesn't know how to leave Buck's clipboard alone. Buck would be a lot more upset about it if it didn't bag him the love of his life.

Hot Ghost Problems by ebjameston

The ghost would prefer to go by Buck, if Eddie wouldn’t mind.

ripples all the way down by iriswests

This is the tumultuous road to finding out what Buck truly wants, paved by pebbles.

throw a bone, i’m finally home by fleetinghearts

“Oh, Buck,” Eddie says softly, torn between unbearable fondness and an ache that threatens to crack his breastbone.

when everything's on fire by beartowns

Eddie and Chris move in with Buck after a fire. Buck breaks up with his boyfriend, buys a house with Eddie, and realizes he's in love. In precisely that order.

ice cream before dinner by cloudydaisies

The problem is—well.

Actually, backtrack for a sec. There were a few problems.

Eddie’s got a whole lot of them, lately, and maybe that was The Problem.

Something in the Air (Is Giving Me Bad Ideas) by paramountie

After Christopher comes back from Texas, Eddie makes an important decision: he is not going to blow up his life anymore.

crossed the muddy line by Anonymous

Eddie Diaz is from El Paso, Texas; a fact which accounts for both more and less than he ever expected it to.

the tortured poets department by colonoscopys

The first time Buck touched him, Eddie blew an ambulance up.

still by brewrosemilk

For the first time, Buck longs for a bullet wound to treat. Dirt to dig at. A door to break through. Something. There’s nothing.

somewhere to stand and stay by teaspoon

“What are you doing right now?” Eddie asks. He sounds distracted; Buck can tell immediately that he’s driving.

authentication by v_greyson (greyson)

"Yeah, Eddie picks the guys so I don't make stupid decisions," Buck says, flicking through menus to pick a new racetrack.

The combination of Hen munching peanuts and looking back and forth between them makes Eddie feel like he's a zoo exhibit. Best Friends, captured in the wild, still feral, exhibiting behaviors heretofore unknown to science.

"Well, good luck with - all that," Hen says pointedly to Eddie. She is definitely not talking about the video game.

keeping score by arcanaphora

After getting dumped, Buck is left with two tickets to a weeklong cruise. Eddie steps in to support a friend in need, but complications arise when his friend becomes his fake husband. All's fair in love, war, and trivia.

if i said you could never touch me by marviless*

Eddie pulls back from him with a half-confused, half-concerned furrow in between his eyebrows. “Buck?”

Buck sags against the wall. “Sorry,” he says, wiping the back of his forearm against his forehead in a mixture of frustration and newfound exhaustion. “Sorry.”

Counting Pulses by tinyydancerr*

Eddie Diaz’s life is going great. He’s in therapy, he’s got a great girlfriend, a great kid, his friend is getting married to the woman of his dreams, and his best friend just came out to him.

Now his best friend is dating their new friend.

Things are going great. He promises.

porn-heavy (only a few of these are straight up pwp though):

Feel You Forever by semperama

“Is this…” Eddie meets his eyes again. “Is this new?”

a mess of my creation by Anonymous

They’re in the fucking bunk room. There’s someone snoring in the bed over by the bathroom, a good twenty feet and two beds away, and Buck doesn’t know if it’s Hen or Chimney or Bobby, but they’re in here, they’re asleep, and this is awful, this is so fucking unprofessional and if they get caught they are going straight to HR.

blood in the highs and count the stars by seachanged

“Go on,” Eddie says, nosing into the soft spot under Buck’s jaw.

Buck laughs, a little hysterically. ”You’re not serious.”

look straight ahead if you like it slow by hattalove

“This gets you going, huh?” Eddie grins, propping himself up on his elbows so he can move higher on the bed, reach the pretty pink bow of Buck’s mouth. “Devotion? You being it for me?” He stretches up toward Buck’s ear, whispers: “Monogamy?”

hang me up on your bedroom wall by eddiegettingshot

“You’re going to be a great father someday,” Eddie says eventually, because he’s worse than he used to be and Buck’s reverent eyes make him feel—they just make him feel.

“Eddie, I—”

“You are,” he repeats, firm. “Don’t you think I’d know better than anyone?

buck and eddie's red hot infidelity summer series by cranberrymoons

He’s not thinking about it. He’s not. He’s definitely not.

the moon like a spotlight by dykeries

Three months after Eddie moves to El Paso, Buck comes to visit.

this ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living by glorious_spoon

"You guess," Eddie repeats under his breath, but he sounds amused. He sets the boxes down and kicks the door shut behind him to wind through the chaos of Buck's half packed away kitchen. "You're insane."

love's not a game by thatbuddie (talktothesky)

“So that goal, huh?”

Buck groans, his hands clawing at the sheets beneath him as his toes curl up, the fire that’s been building up inside him for what feels like hours sizzling and uncontrollable in its path through Buck’s body.

i might kiss you on the back of your neck (because it’s christmas time) by sibylsleaves

Five Times Captain Diaz and Recruit Lieutenant Diaz fail to sleep together and one time they do.

would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? by brattybuckley

Evan Buckley is currently on cloud nine. 

Well–

Honey on the Vine by sirencalls

Buck wakes up to an Eddie with stubble for the first time in months and refuses to let a good opportunity to go waste.

lock me down tonight by lecornergirl

Buck tells everyone Eddie talks him into it, but when it comes to Eddie, he’s never needed much convincing.

Mind Blowing Mess by EtoileGarden

"I’d like to have a threesome. I think.” 

“You think?” 

“Yeah,” Taylor eyed him for a moment, and then leaned a little further over the table, her chin in her hand. “Have you ever had one before?”

songs and poems and promises by lesbianrobin

“It’s crazy how different sex is with men,” Buck says, and everyone around him groans.

rodeo queen by okanus

“What’s the saying again? Save a horse…hm, y’know, I don't quite remember the rest of it.” Eddie can’t help the smile curving up the corner of his mouth.

“You’re an asshole,” Buck says, scowling. The tips of his ears are pink.

yes god don't speak by detectivemeer

“You’re staring.”

“What.” Eddie says. “No I’m not.” 

[sicktwistedlimpwristed]

r/saw my beloved

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hey gator, soooo about the marks do they ever get paranoid that reader is cheating? Or like when they're pregnant do they ever think reader is going to leave them because of all the bad they've done (looks at Mohawk mark and evil empor mark). Does reader ever forget to call them back and suddenly a flood of upset marks are at thier workplace?

It honestly makes sense that the Marks, a large majority anyways, would start getting paranoid. With everything they have all been through, and all the bad things they've done? Why wouldn't they imagine that the reader, someone they see as the better person, find someone better?  

This is also why a good chunk of the vincibles would be so worked up about the reader having a good relationship with OG Mark. Cuz like, this is a version of them that isn't messed up in the head, hasn't killed millions/billions/trillions. Doesn't matter that OG Mark is dating Eve. They are sure he will realize how worthy the reader is and will try to steal him away. 

I don't think they worry too much about the reader cheating, more so because there are so many of them, and they are always keeping the reader busy or keeping an eye on him. Cuz like, no way there isn't at least one Mark stalking him even when he's working. 

Pregnancy hormones might make their feelings start acting out even more though, like the rational ways they dealt with these fears and insecurities before, would start crumbling.  

Marks like Maskless Mark and Omni-Mark might be able to verbalize these feelings to the reader, where others just start getting twitchy and paranoid. 

In the end it has to come down to communication, cuz they start getting really worked up, even when they have no proof or reason to think that reader will leave them, or that reader might be thinking of cheating. It does take a while to get them to not snap and snarl at OG Mark though. 

[ozzyeelz]

hey I'm normal haha. um. what if u draw some more heavy and medic cuddling haha that would be crazy hahaha.........

HAHA THAT WOULD BE CRAZY….. *hands you these then runs away*

[cimmerian1275]

*SLAMS DOWN* F E A S T!!! A sketchpage to cure boredom <3

Just ignore how my sketches look so clean, trust me. They STARTED OUT AS SKETCHES... But then i progressively got better at drawing them and my sketches got so clean that they became my infamous Glorified Sketches™.

And some separate shots w higher quality below :P

This all adds up to 16 hours of drawing over a few days C:

I have that dragon plushie irl, its just half the size and not as cool... Ill always find a way to include a dragon in my art.

Im definitely gonna do more later when i dont feel like sleeping the day away.

[ravxe3n]

weirdo

[slutoru1207]

Gonna Fill You Up, Baby

MDNI 18+

Edited 03.21.25

Warning: Breeding Kink, Rough, Filthy, Unhinged, Absolutely Possessive

You knew something was different the second he walked in.

His eyes? Dark. Hungry.

His jaw? Clenched so tight you could see the muscle twitch.

His chest? Still rising and falling hard, like he just got back from a fight.

Pupils fully blown.

And the second he sees you?

That smirk spreads across his face.

"C’mere, baby."

His voice is low, rough, dripping with something dark.

He’s already gripping your waist, already pulling you into him, already pressing you back against the wall.

"Been thinking about you all fucking day."

A deep, gravelly whisper, his breath hot against your ear.

"Need you."

His fingers tighten on your hips.

"Need to fill you up."

Oh.

Oh, he’s completely gone.

The second his hands grab your thighs—

It’s over.

He’s lifting you up, pressing you into the wall, his lips crashing against yours—

And he’s not kissing you.

He’s claiming you.

Hot. Messy. Desperate.

His teeth drag against your bottom lip, a rough groan vibrating in his throat when you tug his hair.

"Fuck—"

His grip tightens, nails digging in, holding you in place.

He pulls back, just enough to meet your eyes.

"You gonna take it, baby?"

His voice is wrecked, husky, full of dark promise.

"You gonna let me put a baby in you?"

Oh, you just felt that straight in your core.

The second you whimper, nod, anything—

Oh, he snaps.

He’s not gentle.

He’s not careful.

He’s desperate. Possessive. Completely unhinged.

His hands grip your hips, holding you still, his breath heavy against your skin.

"Gonna fuck you so full, baby—"

A rough, growled promise, his lips trailing down your neck, biting, marking.

"Make sure it takes."

And when you whimper, when you beg him for more—

"Please..."

Oh.

The noise he makes.

A deep, wrecked groan, his head tilting back, eyes rolling to the back of his head.

"Shit—"

He grins, feral, teasing.

"You want it that bad?"

And when you grind your pussy against him, breathless, desperate—

His grip tightens.

"Yeah, baby—"

"That’s what I fucking thought."

It’s too much.

Too hot. Too intense.

The way he slides in, so rough.

The tip of his dick slamming into your cervix.

pap pap pap pap

Skin slapping, his hands everywhere, claiming you.

And when he feels you getting close—when he feels your thighs trembling around him—

Oh.

Oh, he loses it.

"That’s it, baby—"

His voice is wrecked, desperate, completely gone.

"Gonna give me everything, huh?"

"Gonna milk this cock, won’t you?"

His lips press against your ear, his breath shaky, his hands gripping you tighter.

"Gonna let me fill you up? Gonna let me fucking breed you?"

And the second you fall apart in his arms—

All you see is white, your body trembling.

The moan he lets out.

A deep, broken sound, his jaw clenched, his entire body trembling as he follows right after you.

"Fuck—fuck—take it, baby—"

His hands press you down onto him, holding you still, making sure you feel every single drop.

And when it’s over?

When he finally catches his breath?

He doesn’t let you go.

"You think we’re done?"

His voice is hoarse, teasing, completely smug.

"Nah, sweetheart."

His fingers trail down your stomach, slow, possessive.

"I gotta make sure it takes."

And before you can even process it—

He’s gripping your hips, flipping you over.

"On your hands and knees, baby."

"Let’s try again."

Oh, you are so. Screwed.

[cosmic-crashout]

Can I perhaps request no goggles mark/guardians of the globe invincible hugging a random reader super close? Just being a real weirdo and sniffing their hair lol

He’s such a freak and god do I love him

He’s my absolute favorite and definitely one that would need a super powered reader cause otherwise he might accidentally break his lover, that man is an absolute sadomasochist and nobody can tell me otherwise, he’s a total weirdo who’d cling and rub against you like a cat would before biting hard

Like I said he’s my favorite, though Mohawk Mark is now a surprising close second

[acorviart]

figure warm ups I turned into ammy

[piastrihub]

Mark's interview for F1LATAM where he talked about Oscar (originally in Spanish & translated to english)

[thehoneyden]

Hearts desire is going great