#Peter Quill X M!Reader

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Adam Warlock x Fem!Reader

Description: (Part 3 of this series, sequel to Dream and Sugar!) Adam's been gone for quite some time, and your coworker is tired of you moping about. Clearly, the answer is going on a date with the guy your coworker introduced you to. What could go wrong?

Warnings/Disclaimers: Angst. Date guy is a serious dick, name calling, shoving, etc. Adam causes property damage. Angst turns into fluff at the end though, I promise!

A/N: This one took a while (over a month??? damn my bad) because I'm actually developing a... *gasp*... plot! Also because I rewrote the cafe bit at least half a dozen times. But yes, things were getting so teeth-rottingly sweet in here that I had to throw in some conflict and angst to balance it all out. We will return to your regularly scheduled fluff in the next installment.

Word Count: 3.9k

When Peter Quill was greeted by the familiar albeit irritatingly perfect golden visage of Adam Warlock, he assumed it was for a lecture on his recklessness in their last little voyage. Adam doesn’t seem to visit him for much else. Not that he was antisocial, of course. The golden man was simply straight and to the point in almost everything he did.

That’s why it’s such a surprise when Adam mentions you.

“Wait, wait… sorry. I just gotta take this in,” he laughs jovially while spinning about in the cockpit seat. “The being made to be humanity’s best--no, beyond humanity’s best--is asking me for love advice?”

“Do not make me regret this,” Adam groans and pinches the bridge of his nose betwixt his fingers. “I do not know if such a thing exists for me. I only know that I… when I am with her, I feel… lighter? And yet there is an indescribable heaviness all the same. It is simultaneously the most wonderful thing I have ever felt and the most uncomfortable sensation I have ever experienced.”

Star-Lord digs his heel into the ground, bringing his spinning chair to a halt and slapping his hands on his knees. He quirks a brow at the perfect man. “You’re totally in love with her.”

“I have only met her twice,” he admits bashfully. “Is it not wrong to feel so strongly after so short a time?”

Star-Lord sighs, swiveling to the side and propping his feet up on the console. His eyes trail absentmindedly up to the ceiling and his lips purse to one side.

“Adam,” he starts, drawing the man’s milky white eyes to attention. There’s an undeniable seriousness in Quill’s voice. “If there’s one thing I’ve learned working with you, it’s that when you feel, you feel deeply. It’s kind of scary sometimes.”

“Scary…?” he echoes with trepidation.

“Not scary scary. Just… a lot, I guess. But if you’re really into this girl, and she’s into you, I mean…” He shrugs with his hands up in the air. “Might as well see what happens, right?”

“See… what happens…” he echoes, chewing pensively on his lower lip and staring down at his own shoes.

“Buddy, I'm pretty sure you could have anyone in the palm of your hand if you wanted. So, worst case scenario, there's bound to be someone else out there.”

Quill's reassurances do little to assuage Adam’s tumultuous thoughts.

“I… I do not want someone else,” he admits quietly. “I desire only her.”

-----

It had been weeks since you'd seen him last. Of course, you had gone months without seeing that perfect golden face of his before, but now, things were different. At first it felt like little more than chance, but after the conversation you shared last time, there was undeniably something more between you. 

You felt even more ridiculous, being strung along by a guy who's visited you twice. If this was his idea of courting you, he was really going to have to step up his game… assuming he was courting you at all, of course. It was all so vague and new, and he was a superhero who traveled across galaxies to save people. You desperately wanted to believe what he said.

It just gets more and more difficult to cling to that hope with every day that passes by.

You were working the closing shift today, moping a bit while lazily wiping down the countertop. It was stupid to be acting like this and you knew it, but sometimes you just needed to be upset about it for a little while so it didn't bottle up inside you. Goodness knows you've done that before. 

…The ensuing waterworks were never pretty.

“Did he ghost you again?” Your nosy coworker pipes up, nodding at your morose state. “Seriously… I mean, look at you. You've been wiping the same spot for the last five minutes.”

“I--well, I wouldn’t say he's ghosting me, but--”

He's not having any of it. “Girl, I couldn't get you to shut up about him for days after he showed up last time. He tells you he's into you and then goes radio silent?” He tuts. “That's like, the literal definition of ghosting.”

“He's…” You want to argue it. He's different? Busy? Familiar with spacecraft technology but apparently incapable of communicating digitally? Your shoulders slump, and you feel your eyes start to water. No, stop that. This isn't the time or place for a pity party.

“Yeah, that's what I thought. Girl, we have got to get you a hobby. Or another man. Maybe both while we're at it.”

You give him a snort, trying desperately to mask the budding tears even as you wipe your nose on the back of your arm. “You know I work too much for that. And I'm perfectly content being single.”

He claps his hands together. Pulling out his phone, he starts scrolling through his camera roll.

“There’s this guy I was seeing for a little bit--”

“Oh boy, sloppy seconds,” you interrupt sarcastically.

He rolls his eyes before giving you a pointed glare. “Babes, do you want my help or not?” 

Truthfully, you're not sure if you do. It's not like anything would really change if Adam disappeared from your life for good. Though, when you roll your lips between your teeth and allow him to continue, he cocks his head with a bit of attitude and mistakes your silence for acquiescence. 

“That’s what I thought. Anyway, he's bi, smokin’ hot, smart, loves kittens and puppies, the whole package…”

You admire the pictures he shows you, but something wasn’t adding up. Your eyes narrow. “What’s the catch? Why did you two split?”

“Because,” he says, putting a firm hand down on the counter you'd been continuously polishing, “he was practically married to his work. Smart college man wants to go big in the world of science. It wasn’t going to work.” He lifts his hand and points at you. “But you? You're basically the same, working all the time. It’s perfect.”

“So we'd be perfect because we'd never have time for each other…?” you challenge, resting a hand on your hip.

“Oh, he has time. It just wasn't enough for me. I'm very high maintenance.”

You snort at his self-dig, but finally you relent. “Fine. Set us up. I'll at least give him a chance.”

-----

Unsurprisingly, it was a bit difficult finding a time that worked well for the both of you. Surprisingly, this guy, Nate, seemed into you right from the first selfie. Not that you looked bad, of course, but you weren’t expecting the eagerness with which he responded. You got a lot of scientist jokes from him about being “the perfect specimen”. At least… you're pretty sure those are jokes. 

It helps that he's hot.

In a sense, it worked out better for you, since it meant you had a few extra weeks to at least text each other before meeting. You had a few things in common that you were able to talk about, and he seemed responsive enough when you asked him questions about his work. 

Your coworker wasn’t kidding, though. This guy really was attached to his work.

So much so, in fact, that the only way you found time to meet up with him was by offering to bring takeout to his apartment-turned-lab extension. Not the greatest of impressions, but you could admire his dedication at least. Love your job and you never work a day of your life, right? Wish you could say the same about being a barista.

Standing in front of the door to his apartment with a paper bag of your favorite local Chinese food, you hesitate with your fist prepared to knock on the paint-chipped wood. Something about this feels off. Well, no. A lot of things feel off, if you’re being honest. Maybe you’re just scared of new things. Maybe a part of you still wants to cling to the hope that Adam Warlock will show up again. Maybe this guy is secretly a serial killer, and you’re about to walk into your own demise--

Click!

The door opens before you and you jolt upright. Nate is greeted by your bug-eyed stare and your fist still held up in the air in front of you.

“Hello…?” he greets you with a chuckle. The deep timbre of his voice is quite lovely, but you can’t help but compare it to Adam’s and find it wanting. Come on now, really? Now? “Y/N, right? I saw you on the camera, so--”

“Sorry!” You interrupt him suddenly, eyeing your hand before quickly withdrawing it to your side. “I get nervous with these things. Hardly ever do dates. Never been good at them.” It’s only half of a lie, but it’s the quickest thing you can think of to excuse your awkwardness.

He chortles, a low, rumbling sound in his chest, and gestures around to his own apartment. “I’m not either, clearly. Most people actually leave their house.” A kind smile spreads across his face before he nods for you to come in. “Well, shall we?”

It’s about what you expected from a workaholic scientist. A little messy, with some papers strewn about, but the streaks through the thin layers of dust around the place tell a story of a much messier abode up until recently. The kitchen was barely a kitchen anymore with much of the counter space occupied by various containers and implements.

“I tried to clean up around here before you came over, I swear,” he says in jest as he leads you in. “I get to working and completely lose track of time.” He rubs the back of his neck and gives you a shy yet charming smile.

“No, no, I totally get that,” you reply, setting the bag down on one of the few unoccupied spots of the coffee table. When a moment of awkward silence follows, you decide to bait the conversation with something you know he'll have no trouble talking about. “Working on anything in particular before I got here?”

Hook, line, and sinker, his eyes brighten in an instant. “Yes! I've been studying light waves more intensely as of late.” He plops down onto the couch with a grunt as the cushion bounces him with the sudden weight. “Specifically reflections. What if there was a way to make light tangible?” With his hands on either side of his head, he makes explosion motions with his fingers. Cute. “Of course we have lasers. We have light that can be felt. But if there was a way to take light and turn it into something solid, we could go beyond holograms and--”

He goes on passionately for quite some time. With a tight-lipped yet polite smile, you nod and do your best to keep up. His enthusiasm is something you can appreciate at least. The way he leans familiarly towards you though? Not so much. 

Seated next to him and idly nibbling on an egg roll, you were trying so hard not to zone out and focus on what he was saying that the sudden buzz and chime of your phone startles you firmly back into reality. It's not a long text at all. You're easily able to read it discreetly when the screen lights up. Wait… Why the hell was your coworker texting you now…?

<<Goldie inbound 😬 Sorry!!!>>

Goldie…? What on earth is he talking about?

Before you get the chance to grab your phone and respond properly, you're both surprised to hear a firm knocking against the door. Nate laughs nervously and cocks his head to the side. Clearly, he wasn't expecting an interruption. And judging by the way he presses his mouth into a flat line before chewing on the inside of his lip, he isn't happy about it either.

“Ha… wonder who that could be?” Nate speaks up while feigning a pleasant attitude. You reply with little more than a sympathetic smile and a shrug of your shoulders. 

The knocking grows more insistent with his delay. The vein on Nate’s temple bulges. Quite frankly, the longer you remained in this situation, the more you felt the adrenaline building in your veins. Seems like your gut was right after all, albeit in a bit of a roundabout way.

“I have heard you speak. I know that this abode is occupied.”

Your eyes widen. Goldie, of course. That muffled voice is still recognizable. You'd know it anywhere. A strange mixture of frustration and hope bubbles within your chest. Still, this is what you’ve spent all this time waiting for, is it not?

Nate peers through the peephole and grimaces at what he sees. “Congratulations! You have ears! Now fuck off,” he spits back through the door. The sudden hostility from him is unexpected, and you find yourself reflexively flinching away.

“I cannot fulfill such a request,” the even-toned voice through the door responds.

“Wait!” you pipe in, nearly dropping your food and rushing to the door. “Adam, is that you?” Nate, ever the sharp one, seems to pick up on the almost expectant lilt in your voice. His frown deepens.

“Ah, Y/N… so you remember me still,” the golden man replies coldly, though there is an unmistakable melancholy in his voice. It stings to your core, and you feel your stomach drop. Another part of you begins to prickle with indignance. “Would my entrance be acceptable?”

“No,” Nate bites back. “I don't know who you are, but I certainly didn't invite you over.”

Panic washes over you. You can’t let Adam slip away from you again.

“Just--” you step in, holding your hands up in front of you. “Let me talk to him. I owe him that much.”

Oh, that was clearly the wrong answer. There's a nearly imperceptible twitch of his eye as he forces a smile. “You don't owe him shit. I'm not opening the door.”

Something about that makes you bristle even more than Adam’s earlier response. You square your shoulders and try to push past him. 

“What do you know about what I do or don't owe him? I'm going out there.” Your voice is firm and you stand your ground, your irritated gaze boring into your date.

“Wow. I can’t believe this,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “You came over here to see me, but the second another man shows up, you wanna talk to him instead? And here I thought you were different.”

“Y/N!?” Adam's voice sounds through the door again, but this time the concern is evident.

Oh, that is it. The tip of your forefinger stabs into his chest. Your lip curls. “Fuck. Off.”

“Ooh, scary. Fucking whore,” he replies with a snarl. He pushes you off of him and you stumble backwards into the wall with a thud.

“Y/N!” The golden man's voice bellows, and it's the only warning you both have before the door cracks in protest and flies open, the deadbolt little more than a memory as it clatters to the ground along with splinters of the frame. The door swings violently on its hinges before slamming into the wall just inches away from you and you yelp and scramble away.

And there he is, standing in all his golden glory. Except this is a side of him you've never seen before. Brows that scrunch at the bridge of his nose, perfect white teeth bared, hands balled up into fists. He lurches forward and grabs the collar of Nate's shirt before hoisting him up. 

“How dare you touch her,” he growls between his teeth. Nate tries to scratch and grip Adam's forearm, but he seems completely unfazed. White-gold eyes turn into white-hot embers that threaten to burn through Nate's very soul.

“You fucking psycho!” he ekes out, gritting his teeth as the toes of his shoes scrape and scramble to find purchase on the floor. “What the hell is your problem!?”

“It would seem you are my problem,” he replies flatly despite the fiery anger that still blazes furiously in his gaze.

Your panicked stare flickers back and forth between Adam and Nate. Even if you’re pretty sure you’ll never willingly talk to Nate again (and you’ll be having some choice words with your coworker about his taste in men), you don’t want Adam getting into serious trouble on your account. And, judging by the way Adam’s grip tightens, you know you need to step in before someone gets hurt. Your shaking fingers curl gently around Adam’s bicep.

“Adam… please.” 

Even that simple touch softens him instantly. His facial muscles relax and he regards you instead with an expression of perplexion. That you would even consider such sympathy for a man prepared to physically assault you is not something he can understand. Still, Nate’s shirt falls from his grasp and he falls to the ground, gasping and clutching at where the collar had been digging into his neck.

“I will see you to safety before I leave,” he mutters. The way he keeps his emotional distance from you leaves an aching feeling in your throat. His gaze drifts away from you. “We should go.”

“I’ll… I’ll call the police!” Nate wheezes out from where he kneels. “I know people! You’ll regret that!”

Adam turns as he moves to leave the apartment and stares daggers into him. “You remain unharmed because she wills it.” There is pity in his gaze, the sort of look one gives to a creature so far beneath it that it cannot comprehend how powerless it is in comparison. “If I come to regret this decision, I will not be the one who suffers for it.”

In a miraculous moment of clarity, Nate makes what is perhaps the smartest decision of his entire life and lets his head droop. He balls his fists against the splinter laden carpet and grits his teeth, but he stays his words.

A warm hand rests between your shoulder blades. Warmth like the sun. Warmth that soothes the chill that has lingered in his absence. He guides you out of the apartment and the two of you walk beneath the ochre twilight.

Silence hangs heavy between you.

Once, twice, three times, you glance towards his golden face. His expression remains stoic and unflinching. You can’t bring yourself to speak. These moments are too fragile, fleeting, and one misstep might make him disappear again. Hell, you feel as though you’ve already screwed things up by going on a date with someone else. A deep, resounding ache tugs at your heart in your own disappointment with yourself.

The two of you find yourselves in that same park, though it’s remarkably greener than the last time. Trees bud with the beginnings of blossoms. Verdant blades of grass peek through thawing soil. The somber glow of the setting sun paints it all with an empty warmth.

“This should be far enough,” he finally speaks. He finds it difficult to look at you.

You can’t bear it any longer.

“Adam…” you begin, reaching a tentative hand towards him. You hesitate. Here he is, the man of your dreams, the one you’ve waited so long to see, and yet you fear he might disappear if you were to touch him.

“I ask you to be more careful in the future. That I was able to intervene this day is nothing short of a miracle.” The corner of his mouth twitches with a frown.

Still he refuses to look at you.

“Adam,” you repeat, urgency in your voice as you throw caution to the wind. The palm of your hand finds his cheek. “Look at me. Please.”

You see him flinch, not in response to your touch, but instead your words. Bronze lips part and pout softly.

But those white gold eyes do find yours. That pearlescent gaze swirls with a deep sadness, a longing. A shuddered breath tickles your wrist.

“It hurts,” he breathes. “Why does it hurt?”

You don’t have to ask to know what he means. Nor do you have an answer you feel would satisfy him. Words never feel like enough. Instead, your brow furrows, and the pad of your thumb draws a path along his cheekbone.

“You are safe, and that brings me joy,” he whispers. Tears bead at the corners of his eyes. “Yet when I learned why you were there, I felt only anger. Betrayal.” Misty eyes blink away the tears. “But now… I do not know what I feel.”

Your hand falls from his face, and you swear for a moment he seemed to chase the warmth of it. But he’s right. Even if today’s date was a begrudging one, you had done so knowing the feelings you had shared with the man before you now.

“I’m sorry.” You nearly choke on your own words as you force them past the lump in your throat. “I didn’t--” Gritting your teeth, you look away. Excuses are worth nothing. Still, frustration burns within your chest. “I thought you weren’t coming back.”

You’d think you hit him physically with the way he recoils from your words. Of course he was coming back.

“Did our conversation before mean nothing to you?” he asks, his milky eyes going cold. “Do I mean nothing to you?” His words are reckless indulgence, and he knows it, but he can’t bring himself to stop them.

And you can’t stop the rage that burns within you.

“It meant everything to me!” you exclaim. Adam’s eyes widen at your outburst. “You… you left me! Without a word! For weeks!” Tears sting at your eyes. Your fingers curl into a fist as you beat it weakly against his chest. “You… you…”

Your words fade as you choke out a sob. Everything comes flooding back to you all at once, and the waterworks are unstoppable. Your stomach is in knots.

The anger washes away from him leaving only guilt behind. There was no protocol for this, no metaphorical manual for him to follow. Yet at the same time, how could he blame you for feeling abandoned?

“Y/N…”

“Just go,” you snap, pushing him away from you softly. More accurately, you push yourself off of him as he doesn’t budge. 

You didn’t mean it. Not really. But you were angry, scared from your ordeal, and quite frankly overwhelmed by it all. It was easier to let your emotions win right now.

Frankly, Adam was of a similar mind in that matter.

For what else save emotions can explain why he takes you by the shoulders and leans in close? What rational thought might bring him to press soft, metallic lips to your own?

You squeak softly in surprise when he kisses you. Your lips are salty, wet with your tears, but it doesn’t seem to matter. He has to make you understand. You feel as much with the raw emotion he seems to emanate. When he pulls away you’re dazed, leaving a muddled fog over the anger that had just been boiling within you.

Worry knits at his brow as he looks down at you. The last thing he wants to do is overstep, and here he is kissing you without even asking first. “If you still want me to go, I--”

You don’t allow him to finish his sentence, shaking your head at him as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to kiss you again. A gasp of pleasant surprise whispers against your lips before his mouth slants over yours. It’s all so sudden, maybe even a bit crazy, but the warmth of him fills you with such brilliance that no other place than his side feels right.

Needless to say, you weren’t letting him go anywhere any time soon.

[amourane]

sleepless nights

pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

genre: tooth rotting fluff

w/c: 0.9k

summary: all remus wants is to make sure you're okay and the best way to make you feel better - cuddles.

warnings: none just you and remus cuddling!

a/n: i could actually combust at how cute this is

Remus watched as your shallow breathing made your chest go up and down. You were leaning on your folded arms, eyes closed in a peaceful sleep. He had only gone to the kitchens to get a quick cup of hot cocoa to wake the both of you up and he had come back to this. 

He knew you were feeling extra tired lately, especially with NEWTS coming up. The two of you had made Tuesday study time a weekly thing and Remus was more than happy to help you out. The stress had taken a toll on everyone but you took it especially hard. He recalled the nights where you wouldn’t sleep a wink and sometimes skipped meals. 

It was nice to finally see you get some rest.

He slipped back onto his chair, careful not to wake you up. There’s an unfinished essay in front of you and he glanced over at his finished work. Remus smiled and leaned in to kiss your forehead, picking up your essay and his quill.

Considering he had already finished his, yours was easy to complete. 

Remus stroked your hair, happy that you were finally able to relax. It worried him to see you under such pressure, he was always making sure you weren’t overworking yourself too much.

The library was quiet as it was already quite late in the evening. Only a few people were left and since the both of you had picked a secluded corner to study, no one was around you. He checked the clock and saw curfew nearing. The candle that the both of you lit was already dying down, so it was time to get back to the dormitories. 

“Y/n?” He whispered and when he saw you shuffle a bit he placed a hand on your lower back. “Y/n, sweetheart, it’s time to get up.”

You rubbed your eyes blindly, blinking a few times. “Did I fall asleep?” 

Remus nodded his head as he packed both of your stuff into his bag before quickly slinging it over his shoulder. You swayed sleepily in your seat and your boyfriend couldn’t help but feel his heart crack at the obvious exhaustion you felt.

“Remmy.” You mumbled groggily, word slurring together. “Really tired, ‘m so tired.”

“I know sweetheart, c’mere.” 

He stretched his arms out and you collapsed into his chest. The familiar scent of parchment and ink mixed with his cologne intoxicated your senses. The hug lasted a few minutes and you wrapped your arms around him tighter, not wanting to let go. 

“Can we cuddle?” You asked.

“Course we can.” He turned around and offered you a piggyback ride back to the dorm. You accepted graciously. Even if Remus looked skinny there was muscle under those clothes. “Finished your essay for you, my love.”

You hummed, placing your head in the crook of his neck. 

“Gotta take it easy Y/n.” He sighed. “Promise you’ll rest for the next few days?”

You could hear the concern in his voice and it broke your heart. “I’ll promise if you’ll be next to me.”

“Sweetheart, I’ll never leave your side.” 

The Common Room is filled with quiet chattering but it was mostly blocked out because you were already asleep on your boyfriend’s back when you entered. You heard the familiar voices of Sirius and Peter talking to Remus.

“Is she alright?” Peter asked and you could picture the worried face he always seemed to wear.

“She’s fine, just needs a bit of rest.” Your boyfriend replied.

“We won’t disturb the both of you, have a good night.” Sirius said.

Soon enough, the warm feeling of the bed hit your body and you opened your eyes slightly to see yourself in Remus’ bed. Remus in question was tucking you in before tugging off his shirt. You had managed to convince him that body heat was transferred more effectively if he was shirtless and not that you liked to cuddle into his naked chest. He had been doing it ever since. 

He gave you a chaste kiss on your lips and climbed in with you. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and gave you a smile. You shuffled closer into him and he wrapped his arms around your body.

The silence was comforting and you didn't have to say anything for Remus to understand. He placed a kiss on your cheek, letting you sleep. The steady heartbeat was the lullaby you needed to soothe your thoughts. Your boyfriend closed his eyes as well, holding you close as the both of you fell into a dreamy sleep in each other's arms. 

It was about an hour later that James came stumbling through the door, knocking a few things in the process. You, not being a particularly deep sleeper, woke up at the subtle noises. James stared at you and you saw Sirius poke his head around the door.

“Mate, I told you to be quiet.” He hissed quietly.

“Sorry.” James frowned, lowering his voice. “I’m really sorry Y/n.” 

“It’s okay.” You muttered before facing your beautiful boyfriend. Remus was deep asleep and you felt your heart swell. He was always so caring and so attentive of you. Everything about him was perfect.

“We’ll leave you two alone.” Sirius said, pulling James out of the dorm.

You heard the door click shut, still staring at your boyfriend. You placed a kiss on his cheek before snuggling closer into him, absorbing his warmth from his body. 

When the rest of the boys come in they make sure to be extra quiet. They looked at the happy couple cuddling, both asleep in each other's arms, in perfect harmony. Sirius stared at his best friend and then you. 

“They really should get married.” Peter piped up.

“They will.” Sirius’ eyes landed on the bedside table next to Remus’ bed, already knowing what was inside. “Soon.”

[godjustkys]

╰┈➤ ❝ masterlist;

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR;

- Teen wolf

- Marvel Cinematic Universe

- Supernatural

- The Walking Dead (AMC)

- Merlin (BBC)

- Stranger things

- Dune

- Game of Thrones

- F.R.I.E.N.D.S

- The Maze Runner

- Lord of The Rings

- The Hobbit

- Harry Potter

- Brooklyn Nine-Nine

- IT

- Diary of a Wimpy Kid

- Dead Poet's Society

- Shameless

- Handsome Devil

- The Black Phone

- Sweet Home

- Arcane

- Spider-man Universe

- The Goldfinch

- The Last of Us

- The Beekeeper

- Weak Hero Class 1

- Bad and Crazy

ANIMES;

- Demon Slayer

- My Hero Academia

(the anime list will get updated as long as I continue watching anime.)

Characters I will to write for;

Teen wolf:

- Stiles Stilinski

Stiles Stilinski x top!m!reader (smut)

- Scott McCall

none yet..

- Derek Hale

none yet..

- Allison Argent

none yet..

- Lydia Martin

none yet..

- Isaac Lahey

none yet..

- Jackson Whittemore

none yet..

- Peter Hale

none yet..

- Malia Tate

none yet..

- Kira Yukimura

none yet..

- Liam Dunbar

none yet..

- Theo Raeken

none yet..

- Jordan Parrish

none yet..

- Erica Reyes

none yet..

- Ethan Steiner

none yet..

- Aiden Steiner

none yet..

- Christopher Argent

none yet..

- Mason Hewitt

none yet..

- Danny Mahealani

none yet..

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

- Tony Stark

none yet..

- Peter Parker

none yet..

- Bruce Banners

none yet..

- Thor Odinson

none yet..

- Loki Laufeyson

none yet..

- Steve Rogers

none yet..

- Natasha Romanoff

none yet..

- Stephen Strange

none yet..

- Wanda Maximoff

none yet..

- Clint Barton

none yet..

- Bucky Barnes

none yet..

- Carol Danvers

none yet..

- Shuri

none yet..

- Sam Wilson

none yet..

- Okoye

none yet..

- Wade Wilson

none yet..

- Pietro Maximoff

none yet..

- Vision

none yet..

- Yelena Belova

none yet..

- Peter Quill

none yet..

- Gamora

none yet..

- Nebula

none yet..

- Matt Murdock

none yet..

- Frank Castle

none yet..

- Xu Shang-chi

none yet..

- Eddie Brock

none yet..

Supernatural:

- Dean Winchester

'What a perv.' Dean x top!m!reader (smut)

Hate sex with Dean (male reader, smut)

smut drabble (male reader)

- Sam Winchester

sam being the subbiest of them all (smut, male reader)

- Castiel

none yet..

ALL; SUPERNATURAL HEADCANONS (NSFW)

(I have little knowledge of supernatural.)

The Walking Dead:

- Rick Grimes

none yet..

- Carl Grimes

none yet..

- Michonne

none yet..

- Negan

none yet..

- Daryl Dixon

male reader x daryl dixon (smut)

- Eugene

none yet..

- Rosita Espinosa

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- Maggie Greene

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- Glenn Rhee

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- Carol Peletier

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- Andrea

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- Gabriel Stokes

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- Dwight

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- Simon

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Merlin:

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- Arthur Pendragon

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- Morgana Pendragon

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- Guinevere

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- Lancelot

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- Mordred

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- Gwaine

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- Percival

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- Elyan

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- Leon

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Strangers things:

- Mike Wheeler

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- Nancy Wheeler

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- Will Byers

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- Jonathan Byers

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- Joyce Byers

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- Jim Hopper

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- Jane 'Eleven' Hopper

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- Lucas Sinclair

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- Dustin Henderson

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- Steve Harrington

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- Maxine Mayfield

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- Billy Hargrove

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- Dmitri 'Enzo' Antonov

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- Eddie Munson

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- Henry Creel

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- Robin Buckley

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ALL; stranger things headcanons.. pt 1.

Dune:

- Paul Atreides

none yet..

- Leto Atreides

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- Chani

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- Feyd-Rautha

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- Duncan Idaho

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- Stilgar

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Game of Thrones:

- Ned Stark

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- Catelyn Stark

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- Robb Stark

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- Jon Snow

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- Theon Greyjoy

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- Sansa Stark

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- Arya Stark

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- Tywin Lannister

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- Jaime Lannister

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- Cersei Lannister

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- Tyrion Lannister

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- Tommen Baratheon

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- Joffrey Baratheon

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- Daenerys Targaryen

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- Jorah Mormont

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- Sandor Clegane

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- Samwell Tarly

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- Margaery Tyrell

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- Tormund Giantsbane

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- Brienne of Tarth

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- Podrick

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- Ramsay Bolton

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- Jaqen H'ghar

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- Grey Worm

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F.R.I.E.N.D.S:

- Rachel Greene

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- Phoebe Buffay

none yet..

- Monica Geller

none yet..

- Ross Geller

none yet..

- Chandler Bing

male reader x chandler bing headcanons!! (SFW + NSFW)

- Joey Tribbiani

Joey Tribbiani dating headcanons (SFW+NSFW)

The Maze Runner:

- Thomas

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- Newt

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- Minho

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- Gally

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- Frypan

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- Aris

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- Janson

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Lord of The Rings:

- Frodo Baggins

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- Samwise Gamgee

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- Pippin Took

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- Merry Brandybuck

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- Aragorn

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- Legolas

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- Boromir

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- Faramir

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- Galadriel

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- Arwen

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- Éowyn

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- Éomer

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The Hobbit:

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- Thorin Oakenshield

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- Kili Durin

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- Fili Durin

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- Tauriel

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- King Thranduil

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- Elrond

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Harry Potter:

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- Hermione Granger

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- Ron Weasley

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- Fred Weasley

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- George Weasley

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- Draco Malfoy

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- Blaise Zabini

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- Oliver Wood

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- Seamus Finnigan

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- Luna Lovegood

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- Neville Longbottom

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- Dean Thomas

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- Severus Snape

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- Sirius Black

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- Regulus Black

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- Remus Lupin

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- James Potter

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- Lily Potter

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- Bill Weasley

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- Bellatrix Lestrange

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- Cedric Diggory

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- Lucius Malfoy

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- Narcissa Malfoy

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Brooklyn Nine-Nine:

- Jake Peralta

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- Amy Santiago

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- Charles Boyle

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- Gina Linetti

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- Rosa Diaz

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- Terry Jeffords

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- Ray Holt

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IT:

- Richie Tozier

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- Eddie Kaspbrak

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- Beverly Marsh

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- Bill Denbrough

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- Stanley Uris

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- Ben Hanscom

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- Mike Hanlon

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- Henry Bowers

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- Patrick Hockstetter

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Diary of a wimpy kid:

- Greg Heffley

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- Rodrick Heffley

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Dead Poet's Society:

- Neil Perry

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- Todd Anderson

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- Charlie Dalton

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- Knox Overstreet

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- Steven Meeks

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- John Keating

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Shameless:

- Fiona Gallagher

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- Lip Gallagher

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- Ian Gallagher

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- Debbie Gallagher

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- Carl Gallagher

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- Liam Gallagher

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- Mickey Milkovich

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- Mandy Milkovich

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- Kevin Ball

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- Veronica Fisher

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- Jimmy Lishman

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- Karen Jackson

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Handsome Devil:

- Ned Roche

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- Conor Masters

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- Dan Sherry

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The Black Phone:

- Finney Blake

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- Robin Arellano

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- Vance Hopper

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- Bruce Yamada

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- Billy

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- Griffin

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Sweet home:

- Cha Hyun-su

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- Lee Eun-hyuk

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- Pyeon Sang-wook

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- Jung Jae-heon

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- Seo Yi-kyung

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- Lee Eun-yu

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- Yoon Ji-su

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- Jung Ui-Myeong

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Arcane:

- Jinx

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- Vi

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- Viktor

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- Caitlyn

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- Silco

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- Sevika

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- Ekko

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- Vander

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- Mel

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- Jayce

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Spider-Man Universe:

- Peter Parker (A. G.)

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- Peter Parker (T. M.)

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- Peter B. Parker

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- Miles Morales (Earth 1610)

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- Miles Morales (Earth 42)

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- Miguel O'Hara

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- Hobie Brown

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- Pavitr Prabhakar

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- Gwen Stacy

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The Goldfinch:

- Boris Pavlikovsky

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- Theodore Decker

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The Last of Us:

- Ellie Williams

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- Joel Miller

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- Tommy Miller

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- Tess Servopoulos

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- Abby Anderson

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- Dina Woodward

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- Lev

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- Yara

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- Jesse Pinkman

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- Manny

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- Owen

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- Mel

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The Beekeeper:

- Derek Danforth

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- Adam Clay

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Weak Hero Class 1:

- Yeon Si-eun

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- Oh Beom-seok

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- Ahn Su-ho

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- Park Hu-min

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- Kang Woo-young

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- Jeon Seok-dae

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Bad and Crazy:

- Ryu Soo-Yeol

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- Do In-beom

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- K

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- Oh Kyung-Tae

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- Boss Yong

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- Andrei Kang

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Demon slayer:

- Tanjiro Kamado

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- Nezuko Kamado

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- Zenitsu Agatsuma

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- Inosuke Hashibira

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- Genya Shinazugawa

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- Kanao Tsuyuri

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- Aoi

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- Shinobu Kocho

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- Tomioka Giyuu

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- Rengoku Kyojuro

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- Uzui Tengen

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- Mitsuri Kanroji

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- Obanai Iguro

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- Shinazugawa Sanemi

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- Muichiro Tokito

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- Gyomei Himejima

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- Muzan Kibutsuji

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- Akaza

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- Douma

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- Gyutaro

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- Daki

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- Kokushibo

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- Murata

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HASHIRA; hashira headcanons, pt.1 (angst)

My Hero Academia:

- Izuku Midoriya

none yet..

- Katsuki Bakugou

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- Shoto Todoroki

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- Tenya Iida

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- Ochako Uraraka

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- Denki Kaminari

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- Eijirou Kirishima

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- Tokoyami Fumikage

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- Shoji Mezo

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- Momo Yaoyorozu

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- Hanta Sero

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- Kyoka Jirou

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- Mashirao Ojirou

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- Mina Ashido

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- Yuga Aoyama

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- Monoma Neito

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- Shinsou Hitoshi

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- Rumi Usagiyama

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- Keigo Takami

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- Aizawa Shouta

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- Hizashi Yamada

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- Oboro Shirakumo

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- Touya Todoroki

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- Tomura Shigaraki

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- Toga Himiko

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- Jin Bubaigawara

none yet..

adding anime back cause I watched demon slayer,,, :3

[mackjlee9]

Adam Warlock x Top!Male!Reader [Smut]

I tried okay- it's been a while since I've written an actual smut

Masterlist.

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3

Requested by sal the mon on Quotev.

Well, this is not how the Guardians' trip to Earth was supposed to go.

Out of everyone, (M/n) was the only one who was reluctant to sleep over at the Quill Residence, so he decided to sleep in his small room in the Bowie, they weren't gonna stay around for too long anyway so he didn't mind staying in the ship.

He thought he was gonna be the only one on the ship, until Adam came up to him silently as he made his way out of the house, "Need anything, Adam?"

The golden boy looked up from the ground at (M/n), and shook his head.

"I lost rock, paper, scissors for one of the rooms," the way he seemed defeated about not being able to stay in Peter's home almost made (M/n) laugh, but he simply smiled and continued walking around the back of the house, toward the backyard where the Bowie was.

He yawned as the ramp lowered, and they made their way inside, closing up again once they were inside.

"Well..." (M/n) yawned again, their footsteps echoing in the silence of the ship, the sound of metal filling their ears, "I'm going to bed, good night," his wrist got grabbed before he could walk inside his room, and he looked back, seeing Adam standing there, "What?" He asked quietly, feeling quite a bit flustered and hot with Adam so close to him.

"I'm not tired yet," for a moment, (M/n) was about to ask how the fuck was he not tired with all they did during the day, he was literally about to collapse from exhaustion, until he remembered that Adam was a Sovereign, and that was what he needed to think of to make him sigh.

"Fine," he opened his room door and took swift steps toward the electronic device that could easily be an iPad made by humans and he handed it to Adam, "This app," he pressed on the screen, and the app took a few seconds to load, "Has movies and series to watch, you can have it for tonight, and don't break it."

Adam scrolled down the app, reading the title of every cover that caught his eye, he was quite interested in all of it.

"Good night, Adam," he looked up and smiled at (M/n), mumbling a 'good night' back before making his way to his own room.

//////

Despite being exhausted, (M/n) had a hard time falling asleep, every time he closed his eyes, the image of a shirtless -and practically naked- Adam would fill his mind, making him groan and sigh as he felt hot and bothered, like really mad at his subconscious for constantly bringing that memory back whenever he got distracted.

Everyone back in Knowhere was so painfully aware of the hugely obvious crush (M/n) had on Adam, except for Adam himself, and (M/n) was too much of a coward to say anything.

Turning face up on his bed, he dropped his arm over his eyes and sighed, deciding to just ignore the memory to the best of his ability. Eventually, he will fall asleep, even if it takes a while for his brain to shut off for a few hours.

And it's only been roughly two hours later that Adam came out of his room, feeling his body tingly and warm, covered in goosebumps due to the involuntary shivers he felt whenever the scene played back in his mind.

He had a faint feeling that he was watching something he wasn't entirely sure he should, but he did anyway, intrigued by the cover and title. He should've known better.

Adam gripped the device in his hands, careful not to break it, as (M/n) had requested of him, and he took quiet steps toward the (h/c) haired male's room, his mind foggy and numb as a particular image flashed past. He shook his head when he arrived at (M/n)'s door, and slowly reached to open it.

As expected, the room was quiet, seeing as (M/n) was fast asleep, and Adam sighed in relief, he didn't know why he was relieved but he was, and made his way inside, careful to not make loud noises that could potentially wake (M/n) up. He placed the device down on his desk, and turned around to leave, until he heard a quiet sound coming from him.

Adam turned to look at (M/n) who had started squirming on the bed, the low brightness of the hallway light was enough to provide a good look at him, and Adam noticed a rather prominent bulge in (M/n)'s pants.

For a moment, all Adam could do was stare, feeling his mouth watering as his mind got plagued with sinful images, those he had just watched but slightly different. They weren't of a man and woman, they were replaced by an image them, (M/n) and Adam.

And he couldn't hold himself back.

//////

A deep frown marked (M/n)'s face, his jaw clenched as muffled groans filled the room, mixing with a constant and wet gawk sound.

His body shook hard enough to make him open his eyes, taking ragged breaths in as he felt like the room was spinning. (M/n) sighed, assuming he simply had a bad dream, but he knew that wasn't it, he probably had the hottest dream he'd ever had in years, and Adam was the cause and protagonist of said dream.

He would've gone back to sleep if it wasn't for a particular feeling on his lower regions, and when he looked down, he swore he could've cum right then and there, and he wasn't far from it.

Whether this was another dream or not, he didn't care, Adam was giving him probably the best head he's ever had -not that he had many, to begin with- but, fuck... he was really good with his mouth, holy-

"Fuck..." (M/n) observed with half-lidded eyes how Adam's hips were grinding down on his bed, his gold eyes closed as he whined needy around his cock.

Adam seemed to be enjoying this just as much as (M/n) was, perhaps even more.

His hands reached down to hold onto Adam's blond locks, pulling on them a little roughly as he started thrusting his hips up, listening to the wet sounds of him taking his cock deep down his throat. Adam's eyes opened, and he looked up at (M/n) through his glossy sight, feeling his dick leaking and throbbing inside his underwear.

"You're mouth feels... So good, Adam, fuck... I'm gonna cum," the Sovereign whined louder, trying to nod while his mouth was still being used, his whole body trembling at the thought of feeling (M/n)'s cum spill in his mouth and slide down his throat.

Groans and heavy breaths left (M/n)'s lips as he approached his orgasm, pulling Adam's hair as he kept his head pressed as close as it could be, releasing a loud moan as his cock twitched, thick ropes of warm cum spilling out of his slit.

He watched with a heavy stare how Adam's eyes rolled into the back of his head and his hands held tightly onto his thighs, making sure to take every single drop of his cum.

(M/n)'s breath was ragged but it was going back to normal, simply assuming this whole thing would end there, but it didn't. It won't be ending now.

Adam slowly pulled away and licked his lips before taking a deep breath, "(M/n)...?" He let out a quiet 'hm?' in response, "Can I... Do something?"

His was clouded by the post-orgasm bliss, so he was feeling pretty complacent, giving a few slow nods to Adam's question.

He knelt on the bed and simply tore his clothes off of his body, making (M/n)'s eyes widen at the sight of Adam's naked body. Oh, the things I would do to him...

(M/n) watched attentively how Adam straddled his hips, biting his bottom lip at the feeling of (M/n)'s cock getting hard under him, and he took a deep breath. He didn't know what Adam wanted to do, but he was expecting to see him slowly taking his cock inside him.

A choked moan escaped Adam's mouth, his hands placing themselves on (M/n)'s chest, tugging on the fabric of his shirt, releasing a high-pitched whimper, "So big, I... I feel so f-full..."

(M/n)'s teeth gritted, his hands reaching to hold Adam's hips harshly, feeling his mind going numb at how tight and warm Adam felt around his sensitive cock, "Oh my fucking..." He mumbled to himself, struggling to keep his eyes open, just to be able to see every little detail on Adam's expression.

They made eye contact when Adam looked down at him, tears sliding down his gold skin, which had turned some kind of copper colour over his cheeks and nose, giving the appearance of a rather cute blush.

"(M/n)..." Adam's voice was quiet and whiny, leaning down closer until their breaths were mixing, "I..."

He got interrupted by the feeling of (M/n)'s lips pressed against his, muffling his whimpers as he felt his hips being lifted and slowly lowered again. The movement made a shiver run down his spine at how he got filled up again.

At that point, Adam didn't care if (M/n) was gonna use his body like a toy, even more so at the realization that Adam's buffer and bigger body meant nothing with how easily was able to manhandle him. He loved it, and he never wanted it to end.

[deadpoolicous]

DISCLAIMER!: THIS IS MY OWN WORK FROM A DIFFRENT ACCOUNT. I HAVE ALREADY STATED THAT I HAVE LOST MY OLD ACCOUNT, SOME OF THE OLD ACCOUNT'S WORK WILL BE POSTED HERE, IF YOU WISH TO SEE MY OLD ACCOUNT/ SOME WORK FROM MY OLD ACCOUNT HERES THE USER: Spidercom

ATTENTION EVERYONE !!! MY ASKS ARE OPEN AND HERES SOMETHINGS ILL BE POSTING OR WRITING FOR!

For the character x reader sadly I’m only doing M/N and characters I’ll allow the characters to be female but I probably won’t write for them without a request to.

Mind that i write M/N X (INSERT MALE CHARACTER) females please dni bc I feel uncomfortable with females reading and interacting with my stuff that’s specifically made for the pleasure for male people who can’t rlly find m/n x a male character so-(sorry if it makes little to no sense bc my eng isn’t rlly gud-)

I will Most def make some fluff/sfw fics.

I will do nsfw but if the character you request for is under 18 then I will NOT write for them.

Here’s some characters I will write nsfw/sfw for M/N x male character below

MARVEL

WADE WILSON

LOGAN HOWLETT

KURT WAGNER

SCOTT SUMMERS

REMY LEBAU

TONY STARK

STEVE ROGERS

CLINT BARTON

PETER QUILL

CLINT BARTON

WADE WILSON

MATT MURDOK

MILES MORALES

PAVITR (

MIGUEL OHARA

PETER B PARKER

PETER PARKER (any ver especially spider-Noir bc hes my fav)

LOKI LAUFEYSON

THOR ODINSON

BEN RILEY

HOBART BROWN (spider punk)

SAM WILSONSTEPHN STRANGE

SCOTT LANG

BUCKY BARNES

VISION

DC

BRUCE WAYNE

CLARK KENT

HAL JORDAN (green lantern)

MARTIN MAN HUNTER (I fr forgot his actual name 😭)

Tmnt/rottmnt

LEONARDO HAMATO

DONATELLO HAMATO

RAPHEAL HAMATO

MICHEALANGELO HAMATO

HAMATO YOSHI

OROKU SAKI

BE-BOP

ROCKSTEADY

DOG POUND (Both ver)

CASEY JONES

LEATHER HEAD

ALSO!!! I WRITE FOR OTHER FANDOMS TOO!!

[peter-quill-is-so-fine]

Pairing: Quill x (GN) Reader

⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ : THIS FIC IS ABOUT PERIODS. THE READER WILL BE REFERRED TO WITH EXCLUSIVELY THEY/THEM PRONOUNS, BUT THEY DO HAVE THEIR PERIOD IN THIS FIC. WOMEN ARE NOT THE ONLY ONES WHO HAVE PERIODS.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1K

Plot Summary: Y/N gets their period and turns to Peter for help.

Y/N was in despair.

They had entered the bathroom, only to realize it was, once again, that time of the month. Of course, since they were no longer on Terra, they had trouble keeping track of what day it was there. Since the times on the planets they visited with their fellow guardians of the galaxy were completely inconsistent, they were more focused on molding their schedule to fit into the planets they visited than on when their period would show up. When they realized it had come back, all they could think was, “Already?” Then it hit them. All of their period products were in their room. What were they going to do? They couldn't get up to go get them, otherwise their- by some miracle- spotless underwear would be ruined. They could always use toilet paper, but it was never truly effective. The idea hit them like a train on a track (yes, that was on purpose.) “Peter!” they yelled out.

Their best friend in the whole entire galaxy, Peter Quill was the only one they trusted to enter their room. Lucky for them, he just happened to be in the next room over. They waited, rather impatiently, for him to yell in reply, but no reply came. “Peter Jason Quill!!!” they shouted, hoping he'd notice they used his full name. “Don't call me that, Y/N M/N L/N!” he retorted almost instantly.

“Peter, can you do me a favor?”

“That depends on what it is, Y/N.”

“Can you come here?”

“You want me to come into the bathroom with you?”

“NO. Just- come here, man!”

Silence followed Y/N’s command, and footsteps came right after. They heard Peter speak, now at a regular volume. “What's up, asshole?” Y/N hesitated, trying to find the right words to explain the situation. “Well… I can't really get up, but I need something from my room. Can you get it for me? Please?” they pleaded. “Well, that depends on what it is,” he replied. “It's under my bed. In a box. It's wrapped in orange plastic. Don't open it, just hand it to me” Y/N instructed. “Well… alright.” Peter said as he walked away.

Y/N waited. Even though they trusted Peter, they couldn't shake the feeling that he'd mess up somehow. It wasn't that they thought Peter wasn't capable of getting it right, it was… well it was that. They waited anxiously for his return, as what seemed like hours passed. He returned, opened the door, and stuck his hand in, holding the pad. Y/N breathed a sigh of relief, and put it on.

“What is that thing, anyway?” Peter asked Y/N as they left the bathroom. “It's a pad,” they replied casually. Peter gave them a puzzled look. “What the hell is a pad?” he asked. “It protects your clothes when you get your period.” Y/N explained. “OH! I know what those are!” he exclaimed, seeming excited to know what Y/N was talking about for once. “My mom explained them to me!” he clarified, grinning. Then it dawned on him how his mom will would always be in pain when she had them, and how she explained that they were usually very painful. His grin vanished almost instantly.

“Wait- are you okay? Do you need anything?” “Aww, I'm okay, dude,” Y/N reassured him. “It just hurts a little bit. That explains why I was in pain all morning, now doesn't it?” they joked. Peter did not find it funny. He cared deeply about Y/N, and seeing them in pain just about broke his heart. “No. Come on, I'm going to take you to your room.” he deadpanned. “Wait, wh-” Y/N was cut off by Peter, as he grabbed them by their waist and lifted them up before they even realized what happened.

“Okay, do you need anything else?” Peter asked after he had put Y/N in their bed, and gotten them water. “I didn't need anything in the first place, Peter.” Y/N replied coldly. They were still in shock from getting carried by Peter. There was something about it that made them feel like they were going insane. They were blushing the entire time, and Rocket making fun of them while they were on the way didn't exactly help.

“Come on, let me take care of you. Please?” he practically begged. “Well… fine. I don't need anything else, but… can you stay?” Y/N wanted him to stay, more than anything. They liked it when the two of them were together like this. They loved being with all of the guardians, but there was something different about being with Peter. They couldn't explain exactly how, but they knew they liked it. It was the kind of different that would make even those who despised change feel open to it. Even though the guardians are all the same when it comes down to it, he felt different to Y/N somehow. When they asked that question, Peter, who was frowning at the time, smiled. It was nice to feel wanted. “Well, of course!” he answered.

They had been talking for what felt like minutes, but was actually hours. One thing led to another, and eventually they were laying side by side, laughing at each other's jokes. Y/N yawned, and Peter looked at them almost lovingly. “Well,” he sat up, looking down at Y/N. “I should go, you're tired and you need your rest.” he told them. “Noooo…” they whined, their tiredness becoming more prominent by the minute. “Please stay, Pete.” Y/N pleaded. Peter laid back down in defeat, and almost instantly felt Y/N wrap their arms around him. It made him feel warm. The kind of warmth you would feel after coming home to freshly baked cookies. At first the sudden touch made his whole body stiffen, but then it was as if he melted into it.

He had never felt this way about anyone before. Not about any of his friends, not about any of the people he'd slept with. He didn't know what this feeling was. All he knew was that it was new, and he liked it. But, of course it was platonic. Like advanced friendship. Right?

(A/N: don't you just love it when people are oblivious to their own feelings? I don't. But it's fun as hell to write! ☺️)

Part 2 here

[amortsukii]

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♡ stuff i won't write!

incest, beastiality, scat, piss, anal, rape, dead dove, ect

male x male relationships (i am a woman and i don't feel comfortable writing about gay relationships as i have never experienced it) (FF & MMF is fine though!)

m!reader

♡ prompts/tropes i will write!

(insert) to lovers

fake relationship

secret relationship

soulmates

forced proximity

workplace romance

professor/student relationship

age gap (legal!)

polyamory

friends with benefits

highschool romance

opposites attract

siblings friend!character

dad's best friend!character

♡ genres i will write!

fluff

hurt/comfort

smut

suggestive

♡ fandoms i will write!

MCU (avengers, guardians of the galaxy, spiderverse)

Marvel Rivals

Love and Deepspace

Arcane

Outer Banks (ignoring S4)

♡ characters i will write for!

MCU: Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Peter Quill, Adam Warlock, (Tom Holland's) Peter Parker, Miguel O'Hara, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Jake Lockley, Matt Murdock, Robert Reynolds, Sentry, The Void

Rivals: Black Widow, Iron Fist, Iron Man, Moon Knight, Spider Man, Star Lord, Winter Soldier, Adam Warlock

LaDs: Xavier, Zayne, Rafayel, Sylus, Caleb

Arcane: Silco, Jinx, Mel

OBX: Sarah Cameron, JJ Maybank, Kiara Carrera

[ao3feed-drstrange]

Reflections | Dr. Strange x Oc

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wEOXhNb by theprocrastiwriter Ivelisse Astraea Nyx Vaughn- Draven (Ivy) is thrown into the chaos of the Marvel Cinematic Universe with nothing but a broken past, unfinished business with her family, and powers she barely understands. Ivy is desperate enough to seek for help from anyone wearing a cape or suit to travel back into her universe. But with the universe unraveling thanks to a purple cosmic tyrant, her pleas are ignored and set aside by non other than Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange. Arrogant, cold, and absolutely infuriating. Trapped in his presence, Ivy is forced to navigate a war she never belonged to and stuck with a man she'd rather punch than listen to. But when hunted by the council of gods and marked by something darker, survival has no room for pride. Words: 17075, Chapters: 6/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Doctor Strange (Movies), slowburn - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M Characters: Stephen Strange, Doctor Strange, Wong (Marvel), Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Loki (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel), Peter Quill, Drax the Destroyer (Marvel), Mantis (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon (Marvel), Groot (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Scott Lang, T'Challa (Marvel) Relationships: Stephen Strange/Reader Additional Tags: Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Endgame, Protective Stephen Strange, Stephen Strange is a Mess, Bottom Stephen Strange, Slow Romance, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers, Rivals With Benefits, Co-workers, Slow Burn, Toxic love, Soft Love, possessive, Stalking, Dark Romance, Dark Magic, Past Child Abuse, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Schizophrenia, Mental Instability, There Was Only One Bed, stuck together, Misunderstandings, Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Drunken Confessions, Love Confessions, Witchcraft, Mystery, Murder Mystery, Child Neglect, Child Death, POV First Person, POV Third Person, Psychological Horror, Action/Adventure, Angst and Romance, Action & Romance, Shameless Smut read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wEOXhNb

[ao3feed-wandamaximoff]

Reflections | Dr. Strange x Oc

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yna3zcJ by theprocrastiwriter Ivelisse Astraea Nyx Vaughn- Draven (Ivy) is thrown into the chaos of the Marvel Cinematic Universe with nothing but a broken past, unfinished business with her family, and powers she barely understands. Ivy is desperate enough to seek for help from anyone wearing a cape or suit to travel back into her universe. But with the universe unraveling thanks to a purple cosmic tyrant, her pleas are ignored and set aside by non other than Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange. Arrogant, cold, and absolutely infuriating. Trapped in his presence, Ivy is forced to navigate a war she never belonged to and stuck with a man she'd rather punch than listen to. But when hunted by the council of gods and marked by something darker, survival has no room for pride. Words: 17075, Chapters: 6/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Doctor Strange (Movies), slowburn - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: F/M Characters: Stephen Strange, Doctor Strange, Wong (Marvel), Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Loki (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel), Peter Quill, Drax the Destroyer (Marvel), Mantis (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon (Marvel), Groot (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Scott Lang, T'Challa (Marvel) Relationships: Stephen Strange/Reader Additional Tags: Movie: Avengers: Infinity War (2018), Endgame, Protective Stephen Strange, Stephen Strange is a Mess, Bottom Stephen Strange, Slow Romance, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers, Rivals With Benefits, Co-workers, Slow Burn, Toxic love, Soft Love, possessive, Stalking, Dark Romance, Dark Magic, Past Child Abuse, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Schizophrenia, Mental Instability, There Was Only One Bed, stuck together, Misunderstandings, Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Drunken Confessions, Love Confessions, Witchcraft, Mystery, Murder Mystery, Child Neglect, Child Death, Huge plotwist, POV First Person, POV Third Person, Pov twist, Psychological Horror, Action/Adventure, Angst and Romance, Action & Romance, Shameless Smut read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yna3zcJ

[wayneskluv]

HI, I’M CORY — 20. HE/SHE. HARLEYIVY ENTHUSIAST.

݁ ⠀𓍢 ⠀📞 ⠀ ╱

✦ — The inmates are running the asylum, and I’m the one writing their fate. These are the characters I’ll confine to my pages… for now.

( CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE. )

but of course i can be persuaded to write others..

DC COMICS — Gotham’s finest (and worst) are about to make an appearance; jason todd, dick grayson, bruce wayne, tim drake, damian wayne, harley quinn, barbara gordon, alfred pennyworth (fluff only), bart allen, conner kent, jon kent, roy harper, clark kent, rachel roth, poison ivy, blackfire, beastboy, starfire, cyborg, wally west.

MARVEL UNIVERSE — peter parker, natasha romanoff, pietro maximoff, wanda maximoff, tony stark, steve rogers, wade wilson, kate bishop, yelena belova, sam wilson, bucky barnes, loki, black panther, bruce banner, scott lang, maria hill, carol danvers, steven strange, agatha harkness, peter quill, gamora.

OTHER — simon ‘ghost’ riley, spencer reid, all the main marauders era characters, abby scuito, emily prentiss, steve harrington, billy hargrove, robin buckley, ian gallagher, alice cullen, edward cullen, bella swan, regulus black, ellie williams, tony dinozzo, anakin skywalker, rosa diaz, gina linetti, ziva david, kate todd, penelope garcia, majority of 18+ arcane characters.

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LATEST CASE FILE: scott lang with a choking kink x m!reader

REQUESTS: open! (for fluff, smut & angst) just send them through on my ask box! can take me a while to do but please don’t send multiple through as they can get crowded!

MASTERLIST ; the asylum calls.. click here! (updating very soon)

“This city deserves a better class of criminal. And I’m gonna give it to them. You see, I’m a man of my word.”

[ao3feed-peterparker]

A Dragon Caught in Your Webs

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EkwOcUg by Chherry_blossom A story about being lost, stumbling into a new world that was not yours. A story of befriending the most unique personalities. A story of you crossing paths with a Dragon. A story of tragedy, resilience and love. A story of you finding your way back home. "The pain of your absence is sharp and haunting, and I would give anything not to know it; anything but never knowing you at all (which would be worse)." - Outer Wilds Words: 1179, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Rivals (Video Game), Marvel Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Lin Lie (Iron Fist), Original Female Character(s), Peni Parker (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse), Spider-Zero | Master Weaver (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Tandy Bowen, Tyrone Johnson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Groot (Marvel), Doctor Steven (Marvel), Clint Barton, Susan Storm (Fantastic Four), Reed Richards, Human Torch, Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Jeff the Land Shark (Marvel), Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Mantis (Marvel), Moon Knight (Marvel), Johnny Storm, Logan (X-Men), Shuri (Marvel), Namor of Talokan (Marvel) Relationships: Lin Lie (Iron Fist)/Reader Additional Tags: Marvel References, Original Character(s), Multiverse, Spidersona | Original Character as Spider-Man, Original Female Character(s) - Freeform, Multiple Crossovers, Incursions (Marvel), Wakanda (Marvel), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Crime Fighting, Story within a Story, Porn With Plot, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Jealousy, Angst, Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Injury, Major Character Injury, Bad Flirting, Tenderness, Eventual Smut, Smut, Lin Lie Has a Big Dick, Size Difference, Size Kink, Vaginal Fingering, Hand & Finger Kink, Dom/sub Undertones, Cunnilingus, Multiple Orgasms, Strength Kink, Love Confessions, Heart-to-Heart, Eventual Happy Ending, Not Beta Read read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EkwOcUg

[chaostheoryy]

Peter Quill X Reader Requests (Gender Neutral or Male Reader)

Was scrolling through the Peter Quill X Reader tag and, like many others, I noticed a severe lack of gender neutral or male reader stories. Disappointing reveal but unsurprising nonetheless. While I can’t promise I’ll be able to follow through due to time constraints and health issues (shoutout to inconsistent work schedules for destroying my mental and physical health), I do want to try and write some reader inserts myself.

That being said, here is the formal invitation to send me requests for gender neutral (gn!reader) or male (m!reader) Peter Quill stories. I’m a trans guy myself so I am open to explicit transmasculine ideas as well. The more specific the request, the better. Bonus points if your request has something to do with friends to lovers tropes or first kiss moments. I’m a sucker for those kinds of stories.

[bellalaufeyson69]

Peter Quill x Reader

Jealous FWB

Description: Peter and Yn have a friends with benefits type deal. Yn is always secretly jealous of Peters other girls he brings around but she deals with it. Though one day to Peter’s surprise Yn actually has herself a boy of her own. Peter doesn’t like that at all and feels rather territorial.

Wc ♡ 6.6k

Masterlist ♡

Warnings ♡ suggestive content, swearing

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Peter and I have been friends with benefits for a long time. Our agreement started after Gamora died and came back a totally different person: someone who didn’t love Peter anymore. I was going through a bad breakup at the time too so we agreed to be each others rebound until we were back on our feet.

Our agreement started with cuddling and kissing. I have this thing where I don’t have sex unless I’m in love, but after so long of having this innocent friends with benefits with Peter I felt I’ve known him so long and I trusted him enough to add it in. So that’s what we were, basically a couple without the label. Neither of us thought about it or what it meant which made it a-lot easier. It was really a go with the flow type of thing.

That’s what I like to tell myself that is. Since we’re just friends we have the freedom to do whatever we want with whoever we want. Peter definitely takes that freedom to use. He’s always been the smooth player type who could bed a decent amount of women. He’s outgoing and shoots his shot, sometimes he gets denied others he doesn’t but it never bothers him either way he just goes with the flow. I on the other hand am not nearly outgoing as he is and I also don’t find any interest in having sex with a bunch of random men. Not that I’ll tell Peter that. Part of me wants him to wonder what do I. That desire is what worries me the most. “Hey,” Peter came in from the hall and left a kiss on my cheek. “I’m gonna be with a chick from knowhere tonight I already told the rest of the gang, is it cool if I use the living room?” He nonchalantly questioned as he grabbed a few chips from the open bag on the coffee table and popping them into his mouth, then plopping down onto the couch.

The thought of him with another girl never used to bother me until we started having sex. It’s my own fault really, it’s because sex isn’t something loose for me, I don’t just do it with anyone. It’s always only been someone special, someone I loved, or someone I knew and trusted for a long time. The realization that I’d given my body to someone and that person taking it, then going around and doing a bunch of other girls right after made my stomach sink. Feels kind of gross. In a degrading way (again my own fault), and also in a… jealous way.

“Hey, did you hear me?” He questioned from his spot on the couch his feet now kicked up on the coffee table.

I quickly snapped out of my jealous trance and nodded my head. “Yeah sorry, I was thinking about the stuff I gotta do today” I lied giving him an innocent smile. “That’s cool with me, just let me know when she leaves I wanna watch my show” This was my way of finding out what him and that wh- girl where really going to do.

He gave a cocky chuckle. “Oh you’ll be waiting a long time then,” he smirked with a tilted head giving me a look that said ‘we’re gonna be doing bad things’. “We’ll probably take it into my room though…” he paused his sentence for a moment in thought. “I mean I can text you when I take her into my room so you can come out if you want…” he said a little more awkwardly now. We both knew that him texting me that was basically him texting me that he was currently boning another girl.

I felt a growing pit of pure rage building up inside of me. I wanted nothing more than for this girl to never show up. No scratch that, for her to show up and for me to punch her in the face. How humiliating is that, the guy I hook up with is going out and banging another girl under the same roof I sleep, he kisses my cheek when the other girls leave, he cuddles me and watches movies, tells me jokes, takes care of me when I’m sick, then fucks another girl. “Ahhh that’s okay, I don’t feel like waiting around all night for a text” I replied through a slightly passive aggressive tone.

He definitely caught that and was a little taken aback by it. His mouth opened for a second then shut again canceling out whatever comment he was about to make. “Okay,” he pursed his lips together and looked around for a second before standing up and walking out of the room.

“Well that was awkward” Rocket noted from the corner of the room where he sat messing with a box of wires.

My face reddened at the realization he’d been there the whole time. “Uhm,” I was at a loss for words because truthfully neither Peter or I ever told anyone about our relationship status. We just kinda snuck around, so I have no idea what’s going on in Rockets head right now. “I-“

“I don’t get why he thinks it’s not weird for us to have to evacuate certain rooms of the ship because some girls coming over and he wants to do gross things with her,” he continued on after noticing I wasn’t really ever gonna get out with a full sentence.

His comment made me feel pretty good. “Yeah! Thank you!” I agreed feeling very understood. Nobody cares what stupid girl you’re with Peter. “Like keep it to yourself dude!” I complained feeling myself get a little too hyper about the situation.

Rocket tilted his head at my energy toward this almost as if he was piecing together my secrete rage jealousy toward the situation. “Yeah…” he trailed looking at me in deep thought before snapping out of it. “Well, that’s Quill” he shrugged then started sifting the wires again.

I decided to go and get ready for our arrival on knowhere. We were originally stopping for fuel but now it’s that and Quills booty call. Like he didn’t already have someone to do that for him on the ship. I thought to myself as I dug through my closet for a cute shirt. Am I not good enough? That he has me as a choice but proceeds to go out and bring someone else in like I’m not even here? I picked out a tight white crop top that fit my body perfectly. It was one of my favorite shirts that I always pair with a cute skirt. Maybe she’s better than me in bed. I grimaced while yanking my shirt over my head. I shook those thoughts out of my mind as they were only getting me riled up. I stood and inspected myself in the mirror to take in my very Earthy style. A tight white crop top, white and light blue plaid skirt with grey Nike Air Force 1 high tops. I spun to look at myself from the back when I heard a knock on the door. Not that the knock mattered any because Peter had already been opening it as he was knocking.

“Hey, oooohh,” he grinned while eyeing my outfit from the door. “I like” he sauntered over and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me as we looked into the mirror.

I can’t show any hint of negative emotion because I don’t want Peter connecting it to the this dumb girl. So I do my best to fester up a happy little smile. “Thanks” I put my hands over his as he leaned in and kissed my neck a few times softly.

“You guys are all going to go up to Xardecks to hangout and drink, it should be fun” he informed placing his head in the nape of my neck while swaying us. “Just as long as Rocket and Drax behave” he snickers at the thought of those two ever behaving while drinking.

Ordinarily this would be really fun to me but right now I can’t help but to be a pessimist because the thought of him ditching us for a girl is firing me up. The worst part is that he’s sitting here talking to me like it’s no big deal. Which is what I agreed to… I hate that. “Yeah that’s true, we’ll see” I gave a fake laugh before pulling myself from his grip. “How far are we?” I asked while grabbing my phone from my dresser.

He placed his hands in his pockets. “We’re here actually.” He smiled warmly thinking that this would’ve made me excited. Nope, just a sick feeling in my stomach.

I nodded trying my best to not show the pure disinterest in this conversation. “Cool, is everyone ready to go then?” I asked glancing to the door then back at Peter.

He nodded his head. “Yep, ready to get absolutely plastered,” he joked and stepped closer to me taking my hand into his and leading me to the door frame. “I wish I could be there to witness drunk YN, she’s my favorite” he smirked then pulled me into him and held my hand to his chest while rubbing it with his thumb. His eyes darted around my face taking in my features with a small smile before slowly going in and placing a soft and slow kiss on my lips. “Have fun tonight, don’t do anything I would do” he grinned before letting go of my hand and stepping out of the room.

I followed him out into the hall. “Wouldn’t dream of it” I teased earning a silly look from Peter.

We all piled out of the ship and headed into town in a jardec. What the rest of the galaxy calls their version of Uber. A very fancy space car, and or little pod controlled by a bot. Once we got there Peter parted from us, and the rest of us went into Xardecks, a pretty awesome bar/ club we always went to whenever we’d visited Knowhere.

We walked into the building and set for the bars through the sea of drunken aliens. The crowd was a mix of pretty much everything, all types of people and aliens all mingling together which was basically what Knowhere itself consisted of. Drax lead the way as he was always our little body guard who’d shove through anyone to get a spot at the bar. I’d always been too shy to 1 even get a spot at the bar and 2 be seen by the bartender to order a drink. Drax always had both fronts covered. Sometimes Groot was a little mischievous like right now seeing as he’s extending a branch behind the bartenders back to steal an entire three bottles of some random liquor. He turned to us with a wide smile of excitement to which we all cheered him on, except Nebula who’d seemed pretty annoyed to be in the bar at all.

We took the secret bottles and made our way over to the booths and quickly staked our claim at an empty one, placing down our items and the drinks on the table. These boothes were curved booths with only one side and a table in front of it. We always picked the booths at the back of the building because they were next to the weird fights that they had going on with little alien creatures. The guys loved to place bets and instigate other peoples losses. “Okay, who’s taking a shot with me?” I asked while unscrewing the lid of the bottle and taking a sniff. Immediately I’d cringed at the strong scent of the alcohol which made Rocket and Drax laugh historically.

“Let us handle that sweetheart.” Rocket insisted with a cocky attitude as he swiped the bottle from me and took a few chugs. “Whooh. That’s good” he took a scan of his surroundings before patting Drax on the shoulder. “What are the odds that that guy in the blue punches that dude in the yellow?” He pointed out two men who’d seemingly been placing bets on the creatures.

“If that man punches that man I will buy you five shots!” Drax offered full of excitement at the possibility of violence.

Rocket perked up at the comment before grabbing the second bottle of the three and sliding it over to Drax. “Hell yeah, and if not Vice versa. Take this buddy we’re gonna have some fun” Rocket led Drax off over into the chaos of chanting men. Groot stayed for a minute but not without longing looks for his best friend, eventually he’d apologetically left to go and find them leaving me, Nebula, and Mantis at the booth.

We’d all been sharing the last bottle of liquor passing it around in a little circle. “I wish Peter was here, I feel like we’d be having more fun” Mantis sighed as she sat in the booth watching all the people around us dancing, drinking, or doing something crazy. Her comment made me kind of sad because she was completely right. Whenever we went out with Peter he’d always made sure every single one of us was having fun, there was no sitting down, we were all dancing, drinking, and having fun.

Nebula just silently nodded in agreement while her finger traced the table in boredom. “Yeah, me too,” I admitted somewhat sadly. “Enough of that though, let’s get drunk!” I exclaimed trying to hype everyone up. I plucked the bottle from the table and took a big chug. “Common Mantis your turn lets go!!” I chanted pushing the bottle to her. She smiled widely at my energy and took a big chug but not without a cringe after at the strength of the liquor.

“Common Nebula!!” Mantis joined in the changing which definitely made me feel pretty good. We’d both been chanting on Nebula while she took like four chugs being a little show off. “Yeah nebula!!!!” She yelled out waving her hands in the air.

It’s safe to say us girls were definitely feeling it now. We’d definitely started to get a lot more chaotic and a lot more loud. We’d gotten to about a quarter left of the bottle and we’d been sharing funny embarrassing memories of the boys that have happened over the years. “Oh my gosh I have one!!” Mantis slurred grabbing me and Nebula’s arm. “This one time, we were on Earth and it was during one of the Earth celebrations, E-uh- eister?”

I laughed hysterically at her mistake. The liquor definitely made everything ten times more funny. “It’s Easter” I corrected still giggling.

“Easter!! It was Easter and there were soooo many plastic eggs with candy, Drax picked one up thinking it was a real birds egg but he ended up dropping it to find the candy inside. He picked up a few more eggs off the ground and kept opening them to find more candy, he started FREAKING out saying that the birds on this planet gave birth to candy,” she laughed the entire time while trying to explain the story which made even Nebula laugh a little.

“He’s such an idiot” Nebula smiled enjoying the story. She was drunk as a skunk, her head swaying as she listened to us talk. She was smiling a lot more now than on a sober day. Drunk Nebula is so fun.

I went to go and tell another story when I’d noticed Mantis’s eyes shifted somewhere behind me. “Hey ladies,” a few voices spoke from behind me. I turned around and was met with two guys, one of them was jaw droppingly attractive. “I couldn’t help but notice your bottle was getting pretty low,” hot guys friend motioned toward the bottle.

“We’d love to get you a new one if you’d offer us a seat? There’s so many people here, all the booths are taken” hot guy offered with a polite smile, making sure to make eye contact with each of us girls.

I quickly turned my head to the two knowing full and well Nebula would be the only one to disagree. Though to my surprise she’d just happily shrugged. “Eh why not, but make it two bottles of whatever this is” she slid over the bottle to the boys. The blonde (hot guys friend) picked up the bottle to inspect its label. “Ahh, okay sure, two bottles for a seat, we’ve got ourselves a deal,” he smiled before they both went off to the bar to retrieve the liquor.

As soon as they left I whipped my head around to the girls with a wide grin. “That brown haired guy was SO HOT,” I leaned in excitedly.

Mantis was thriving in my good mood and nodded along with me. “He was very handsome! You should make him your boooyyfriend” she dragged out the last word teasingly with a playful smile.

The thought of that made my heart flutter just a little bit. She’s gonna make me delulu talking like that. “He wasn’t terrible” nebula chimed in.

“So, what I’m hearing is that I should flirt with him?” I asked the group and received all yes’s. I slapped a hand over my mouth feeling the adrenaline kick in. “Guys! I can’t, I don’t know what to say!” I whined as if it weren’t my own idea. I turned to see where they were and luckily I did because they were approaching with three bottles in their hands. I looked back at the girls with a finger to my lips signaling them to be quiet about my little crush.

“We decided on three, that way we can all share,” hot guy informed as Mantis scooted over to the left side next to Nebula and I followed her movement to give the boys some space. Hot guy started to get into the booth before his friend paused his motion.

“Oh wait, my buddy says he thinks he knows you, come here real quick I’m gonna show you a picture of him” the friend waved me over out of the booth. I scooted my way out and over to him to glance at the phone at some random guy.

With a furrowed brow I shook my head. “No, I don’t know him. Must be thinking of someone else”

He nodded in acceptance. “Ah, I figured, no harm in seeing though right?” He smiled warmly and I nodded my head back with a yeah.

When we’d turned to get back in the booth he was quick to get in first and get a spot next to Mantis. That sly dog. I grinned at the realization, hot guy slid in next leaving the last spot open for me.

“So girls, who’s gonna take the first drink?” Hot guy asked while him and his friend opened the lids to two of the bottles.

“Why don’t you-“ Mantis began but got stuck on his name. “What is your name?! We don’t even know?” She laughed leaning over the table in her drunken state.

“I’m Malcom,” the hot guy introduced giving each of us a hand shake. When his hand touched mine it was warm, and soft. I glanced up and made accidental eye contact which sent butterflies soaring through my stomach.

“Nice to meet you Malcom,” I smiled flirtatiously. Drunk me was a whole different girl. I had some pretty decent confidence and flirting skills, because if anything went wrong my motto is that it was the liquor talking not me.

“Lovis,” the other introduced copying his friends actions of shaking our hands.

The three of us introduced ourselves to the guys back. “Well Malcom, and Lovis I think you’re due for the first drink since you bought them” I playfully poked pushing the bottles to both of them.

They played around like I was crazy for saying that then both took massive chugs. “That’s strong stuff! You girls are crazy!” Lovis let out an exhale after drinking it and passed it over to Mantis with a mischievous smile. “Your turn”

We all watched Mantis with a smile as she took her turn, Lovis cheered her on. The bottle went over to Nebula but she took a sip and kept it which made us laugh. We decided to let her do her thing and crack open another bottle. Lovis went to take a sip before Malcom stopped him.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s Mrs. Yn’s turn” he turned to me with an adorable smile before grabbing the bottle from his friend and handing it over. “Let’s see it!” He encouraged.

I smiled back. “Thank you,” I specifically looked at Malcom to tease the fact that Lovis had stolen my turn which made the boys laugh. I took a little sip and put it down.

“Booo” lovis bellowed out making Nebula and Mantis laugh.

“ahh common, you can do better than that!” Malcom pushed the bottle back over. He wrapped his other arm around the back of the booth where I sat, just inches away from being around my shoulder.

I grabbed the bottle and took a few more chugs earning myself some cheers from the group. We continued on getting to know each other and getting drunk. We laughed quite a lot and we felt honestly comfortable with these guys. I could safely say we were having a lot of fun and they were pretty cool guys. At one point in the night Malcom’s arm finally found its way around my shoulder which boosted my confidence to lean into the side of him.

“Guys! Look who the hell decided to show up!” Rocket yelled through a slur making the group turn to look at him. Peter stood there his arm around the girl, he was whispering something into her ear before he finally looked over at the group. When his eyes landed on Malcom’s arm around me he seemed to have zoned out from the conversation for a bit.

“Peter!!!!” Mantis exclaimed “That’s my brother” she explained to Lovis happily.

He played off his emotions with a laugh but he seemed pretty stiff. “Hey guys! The parties here!” He joked taking a sip of his drink. “Who’s this?” He nonchalantly asked Mantis, specifically not me.

“Oh this is Lovis, and Malcom!” She introduced showing Peter who was who with a wide smile. She was just happy to have the people she liked meet.

I couldn’t help myself from continuously looking over at that girl who’d been standing pretty clueless just sipping on her drink. I hate her. “Nice to meet you man,” Malcom reached out to Peter over me slightly.

Peter looked at his hand hesitantly before accepting the shake. “Yeah, for sure” he weirdly responded. He seemed pretty off, his posture was different and the way he was talking just didn’t seem like him.

“Well common everyone sit down!” Mantis insisted while scooting arm to arm with Nebula which she scowled at. Everyone scooted down as much as we could to fit the rest of the group which meant we were all arm to arm, Peter’s girl was going to go in next to me but Peter went in first then grabbed her hand and pulled her into the booth.

He slid all the way down until we were arm to arm and once he was comfortable turned to finally acknowledge my existence. “Oh, hey” he spoke like he didn’t know I was here the whole time.

“Hey,” I kept it short with him because he’s really starting to piss me off. Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, maybe I’m being dramatic but whatever.

He didn’t even seem to notice because he just kept on going. He looked over at the two empty bottles us girls had finished before and then the opened one that sat in front of me from last rotation. “Someone’s drunk,” he commented trying to start up a conversation. He nudged me with his shoulder playfully.

I nodded my head giving a small smile, “Yeah, the boys got it for us,” I turned to give Malcom a smile which he returned.

“Speaking of, let’s get that rotation going again huh?” He held the bottle up for me and I drank from it.

He went to go and drink for himself but I grabbed it. “No! I’ll hold it,” I playfully teased him. I placed one hand on his chest as the other held the bottle to his mouth. I watched as he took a few chugs and once he’d finished I’d cheered, and like a chain reaction the rest of the group did. All but Peter. Lovis grabbed the bottle to continue, while I grabbed Malcom’s face holding it for a minute before wiping the spilled liquor from his chin that I’d spilt. “I’m sorry,” I laughed still holding his face.

He glanced down at my lips for a moment and smiled. “Wowww,” he played back. “Spilling all over me,”

I softly pushed his chest with my hand. “You spilled on me too”

He glanced down to my shirt that actually was a little wet from when he’s fed me the drink. “Aww I’m sorry,” he tilted his head with a cute apologetic smile. “What can I do to make it up to you?”

As I was trying to think of a smooth line to snap back with I felt Peter’s body shift closer to mine, now instead of arm to arm we were pretty much just pressed up against each other side to side. I whipped my head to look and see what was going on and he gave me a shrug. “Was making more room,” he said over the music. Before I could turn back around he’d leaned into my ear. “What are we drinking?” He asked me like he couldn’t just ask the other million people at the table.

“I don’t know Groot stole the first ones and then the boys brought us more,” I explained back, he leaned in to me to hear what I was saying. Part of me felt like he really didn’t need to do that because I could hear Lovis who was further than Peter was from me.

He nodded his head. “So what did you guys do while I was gone?” He watched as Malcom had leaned toward Lovis in conversation and his arm slip off of me.

“We just drank and hung out,” I didn’t know what else to say because that’s really all we did.

He looked at me like I did something wrong, and smiled. “That’s it?! What’s my one rule of going out?” He asked but as he was talking managed to slip his arm up on the top of the booth right by my shoulders like Malcom did earlier.

I turned to look and see if Malcom had any reaction to that but he was still deep in conversation with the other side of the table. When I turned and looked back at Peter his expression was sort of pissed off. Maybe it was because I’d looked for Malcom’s reassurance instead of answering his question? He used the hand that was right above my shoulder to reach it down and grab my shoulder giving it a playful shake. “You gotta dance,” he finished his own sentence for me. Funny enough he decided to leave his hand there. He examined my face for a minute and seemed a little panicked that I hadn’t responded like I normally would’ve. “Plus, I know Xardecks like the back of my hand, you don���t wanna drink this, here come on I’m gonna get you something real to drink”

I huffed turning and see Malcom was still in conversation with the rest of the group. Part of me didn’t want to go with Peter because I find it really annoying he’s acting like this now that I finally have a guy. Of course when it’s him with a girl he can do whatever he wants and I just let it happen. I guess I can use this time to talk to him about it, maybe even consider Malcom as a real thing too. I nodded my head that I was going to go and he turned to talk to the girl and tell the rest of this side to let us out.

We got out of the booth and he glanced around behind him, once he did that he quickly placed his hand on the small of my back before I could turn and see too and led me toward the bar. Once it started to get more crowded he went behind me putting his hands on my hips and led me into a spot at the bar. While we were waiting for the bartenders attention he’d leaned against the counter and gave me a smile. He pulled me in closer to him but covered that up with him trying to tell me something. “You having fun tonight?” He asked into my ear over the now much louder music and talking.

I nodded my head and turned to take in the chaos around me. I felt his thumbs start to rub circles on my hips which made my heart flutter until I remembered why I even came over here with him. “Actually, can we talk outside?” I asked him trying to be as sober as possible for this conversation.

His body stiffened at the question and he didn’t say anything for a little bit. He perked up and held his hand to his ear. “Oh hold on wait, listen to the song!” He did his best at distracting me. “It’s the one we always play on the ship no way! Now you have to dance with me,” he lowered his head giving the expression like I just had to do this.

“Peter…” I sighed which he completely ignored and pulled me out to the dance floor anyways.

He put his hands on my hips swaying the both of us while looking at me. His eyes went from my eyes to my lips then back up again. He put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me chest to chest with him in a romantic way, before talking into my ear over the music again. “You look so pretty tonight baby,” he flirted but the way he was talking was so genuine and loving.

He leaned back and held my chin in his hand and rubbed softly. “Peter, I can’t” I pushed his hands off me and took a step back. His eyes widened and he seemed both shocked and scared all at the same time.

He was quick to follow my movement and step closer to me again. He pulled me back in but this time kissed me with hunger. I pulled back from him again and his face dropped. “You don’t even know that guy,” he seemed rather offended and started answering his own assumptions.

Though his comment actually pissed me off because he made me sound like some slut who goes with anyone. “That’s not the point, and you don’t know the girl you’re with either. Kind of like it is with all the girls you fuck,” I spat finally letting all my anger out.

He looked around angrily with a sigh before back at me. “Don’t change the subject, ever since this guy came around things are different with us,” he pushed back with a furrowed brow. The jealously was dripping off of him.

“What are you talking about?! We’ve literally only been around each other for a few hours,” I snapped back growing more annoyed.

“You’re different with him, I don’t act like that with the girls I go with, it’s never that personal, or- or romantic. You were sitting there with your hand on his chest, talking to each other like he’s your fucking boyfriend,” he really started to let loose now and I could tell this was all from his heart because he was just piling out everything he felt, some of the stuff didn’t even connect with the point he was making before.

I rolled my eyes at this and turned away from him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back again and held me there for a minute before letting go when I yanked away. “I don’t care what you do with those other girls, I don’t care what you do, who you do, it’s none of my business, you live your life and do your thing and I’ll do mine,” I somewhat broke it off with that one sentence hoping he’d get the gist. The flooding of angry and jealous emotions really took over all rational parts of me and now I’m just acting on emotion and alcohol.

“What?” His mouth propped open then turned into a frown. “No,” he seemed to have been saying this more to himself than to me, like he couldn’t believe it. “You don’t want that,” he pleaded with his eyes. “Tell me, is that actually what you want?” His breathing started to get heavy and his eyes searched mine. He knew the answer he was aching for.

“I’m sorry I don’t do this, I never should’ve. I don’t hook up, I don’t do friends with benefits, I thought that it would save me from feeling my last breakup but now I’m just as sad about this. It’s not who I am I don’t do this, okay?” I felt myself started to get worked up and I knew if I didn’t get out of the building now then everyone in there would see me cry. I shoved myself through the crowd as fast as I could before Peter could pull me back into him again. I wandered off into the night street and blessed the lord when I saw an empty jardec pod. I rushed and climbed inside of it looking around for the button to type in where I’m heading.

“Yn, wait” Peter yelled out from the doors of the building. I started typing fast knowing he’d be making his way over. I can’t handle talking to him right now, it’s not going to go anywhere and I just want to be alone. Right as he was a few steps away from the pod I’d sent my location and it started to drive away.

I put it in to send me to the ship which was about fifteen minutes away. I sat in a sad silence looking out the window at the city around me. I saw a flashing light from my phone when I picked it up to see three missed calls from Peter and one from Mantis. With a huff I tucked my phone back into my pocket and sat out the rest of my ride. One I made it I trudged into the dark and quiet ship, all the way to my bedroom. I plugged my phone in seeing that I’d now had five missed calls from Peter. I figured I’d just talk to him in the morning when I was sober. I was sure I would at least be a decent person and tell him I was home safe. I sent him a quick text.

| Talk to you tomorrow, I’m in the ship right now. Tired. Goodnight, have fun

After literally seconds he’d already responded before I could leave the chat.

| please don’t fall asleep I’m almost there, I need to talk to you

As I was reading I heard another ding

| I’m serious, please

My heart started racing. He’s coming here, he’s almost here. I have no idea what I’m gonna say but I really don’t want to deal with any sadnesses tonight. I paced around my room until finally I’d heard some noise on the ship. My eyes widened and I stood there just listening as his foot steps got closer. The door knob twisted and in came Peter slowly and cautiously. He kept his eyes on mine the entire time as he walked up to me. His eyes seemed irritated and red like he’d been crying or something of the sort. “Can I just say that I never ever wanted to hurt you.” He seemed sad, and he spoke so delicately to me like I was a wounded little bird. “I don’t want you to go,” he admitted full of emotion.

I felt my heart drop at that comment. Peter’s been through a lot, especially after what happened with Gamora. He’s got some trauma and I can see now that even smaller things like this effect him a lot. Tears swelled up in his eyes which he did his best to choke back by clearing his throat and looking away from me. “Peter, I’m not gonna go,” I softly comforted, I reached my hands up and turned his face to me. I rubbed the sides of his cheek while looking into his eyes.

“Not like that yn,” his eyes glanced down at my lips and stayed there. “At first I was doing all that to get over gamora, then I started to realize what we had was real, and I got scared. So I started doing it to get over you,” he glanced back up at my eyes now trying to see my reaction to his confession. So all this time, all those girls, was him trying to get over me? “I just assumed you didn’t feel the same and I know it’s stupid to not have talked to you, but- I don’t know.”

He put his hands over the backs of my hands until I dropped mine while I was taking in what he said. He took that opportunity to rub my cheek instead. His hand trailed down to my chin, until his thumb traced over my lips. “I fell in love with you,” he whispered.

I stood there silent and shell shocked. He. what? “I planned so many different ways to tell you and I never wanted it to be like this but, I couldn’t stand seeing you with someone else. And I know that’s not fair, I know that’s what we agreed on, but I don’t want that,” he rambled on getting a little nervous. “I don’t want anyone else to touch you, I don’t want anyone else to be with you, to even so much as think about you, I want you to myself,” he admitted and trailed his hand back to my jaw.

For a while I was mesmerized. I looked into his pretty teary eyes, his handsome nose all the way down to his perfect plump lips. I said nothing, all I did was nod my head and it was enough for him to know what I meant and what I wanted. At that he immediately leaned in and kissed me. This one was hungry, and full of passion, one hand on my jaw and the other wrapped in my hair on the back of my head softly. I had one hand on the side of his face and the other on his chest as we shared that kiss for a little while. Once we’d backed away we’d both caught our breathe. “I fell for you too Peter, a long time ago,” It felt so good to finally admit it, and the look on his face right now made it so much better. “I want you all to myself, ALL to myself,” I reiterated the last part dramatically with a smile making him chuckle and place his forhead on mine.

“I couldn’t agree more baby,” he couldn’t stop smiling and truthfully neither could I. He was finally mine. A love that was there all along and I never knew.

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[mytheoristavenue]

GOTG Yandere!Rocket Raccoon x Reader - The Things I'd Do

Summary: After a mission goes ary, ending with you badly injured, you become hyper aware of Rocket's violent tendencies.

Warnings: mentions of violence, character death, revenge killing, one sided love, yandere!Rocket, overprotective!Rocket, heavy angst, not proof read

God, did your head hurt. Actually, you hadn't had a migrane this bad in a long time, certainly not since you stopped drinking so much. This was no hangover, though. Your vision was blurry, and you were tired and light headed. This was a concussion, and a pretty severe one at that. Trying to crane your neck, you took in your surroundings; the ship's infirmary. How did you get here? You could hardly remember anything, other than going on a simple mission.

"(Y/N)..." a timid voice called from the entrance to the room. "You're awake..."

"M-Mantis...?" you croaked, straining to fully sit up, only to have her rush over and worriedly push you back down.

"No, no, please stay lying down!" she fretted in a hushed tone. "You are very hurt, you have to rest."

Reluctantly, you laid your head back down fully. "Can't be that bad," you joked weakly, eyes suddenly flickering to the machinery all around you. You weren't sure how you hadn't caught on until now, but there were needles supplying various things straight to your veins, wires monitoring your vitals, and your breathing was assisted by a mask. "I-It's not that bad, right?" The woamn stood quiet, somberly gazing at her feet. "Right, Mantis?"

"You are on life supposrt." she finally confessed, glancing up at you through her lashes for a second before looking away again. "We weren't sure you would make it..."

"How long has it been?" you finally asked, facing dead ahead, too stunned to even train your sight on her anymore.

"Two weeks and four days." she replied, still stiff as a board. "I'm sorry to bother you, I just came to check on you..."

"Don't be sorry," you finally said, cracking a sad smile. "I'm glad you're here, come here me get outta all this stuff, will ya?"

For a split second, her face lit up with the same joy it usually had and she made a motion towards you, before reaching out, only to fall short. Her expression suddenly morphed into panic and she back away from you at the sound of light footsteps. When the door opened to reveal what she must've been so affraid of, you were left with more questions than answers.

"Mantis," he barked, inhaling an irritated breath. "What did I say about this room?"

"N-No one in or out but you..." she stuttered, crumpling herself up in a corner, far away from both you and him.

"So you do understand, you just choose to go behind my back? Is that it?" Rocket's fur stoof on end with aggitation, which grew taller by the second.

"N-No, Peter asked me to-"

"I don't give a fuck what Quill said, get the fuck outta here before I-" his blood suddenly ran could, robbing him of all his anger and harsh words, giving her time to escape weeping. "You're awake." With that, you held his full attention as he padded closer to you, a weak grin splitting his face as he reached your hedside, hoping up on a stool to be closer toy our level.

You on the other hand were not as overjoyed to see him as he was you. You had shot up to sit, hugginy our knees during his outburst, having never heard him that upset. You'd seen Rocket angry- furious even- tons of times, but this was...malice and it was so unlike him. "Rocket...why did you yell at Mantis like that..." you asked in a cautous whsiper.

"I'm sorry ya had to see that, doll," he started, reaching both hands out to cup your cheeks. "I just been in here takin' care of ya and I didn't want anybody to screw anything up." he explained, taking on a gentle tone as one of his thumbs stroked your cheek. "I keep tellin' 'em to stay outta here but nobody ever listens to me."

"Rocket, you were really mean to her...you really should apologize." You pressed, wiggling away form his touch. "She was just worried and checking up on me."

Rocket sighed, sctraching the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, doll, when you're right, you're right. I'll find her later." he relented, hoping down and scurrying over to a nearby table to pick up the tablet that had been collecting all the data on your condition. "So, how ya feelin'?"

"Not great," you admitted. "I have a really bad headache and..." It suddenly occoured to you to try and get more information about what had happened from him. "Hey, since you've been the one taking care of me, why am I on life support?"

"Well, i couldn't just let you die, could I?" he asked rhetorically with a laugh. "Honestly, you should be thanking you for bringing you back."

"Back from where." you muttered, more as a command than a question. He chuckled nonchalantly in responce, mimicking you while shaking his head. "Rocket." you warned sternly, making him halt, rolling his eyes as he turned to face you. "Where did you bring me back from?"

"Well..." he shifted awkwardly in place, rubbing the back of his neck. "You were dead." he finally confesed, blowing right past the revellation into more gruesome detail. "You had to fuck around and get your head beat in so I had to go in and..." His voice trailed off as your focus pulled away, horror washing over you. You had never been relgious, but you knew now that this was wrong. Your skin felt like it wasn't in place and your heart begin to feel like it didn't belong to you.

Rocket- someone you trusted- had gone and dragged you back from the dead, played God, who knows what else? You began to fold in on yourself, pulling your knees back to your chest in discomfort as your stare seems miles away. He could recognize the symmtoms of your oncoming panic attack before you could and he reached out to you, scurrying closer.

"Hey, Hey, don't go and freak out on me ok?" he urged, hopping up on the bed with you. "Try not to think about it too much, you're alive after all." He continued to talk while you mentally checked out, your mind entirely broken as you studied the skin on your hand. "And this is just the half of it." he said. "You shoulda seen how many of those knuckleheads I took out for you."

It was at this moment, while Rocket began to curl up in the crevice of your side that you noticed: In the reflective surface of a nearby tool tray, one of your eyes had changed color and the was nopciable scarring covering the largest portion of your face.

"Killin, takin' care of you. You got no idea the things I'd do for you, doll face."

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