#marvel

[grechkathekasha]

(“sailor song” by gigi perez starts playing)

[rohirriiim]

#she kept the flower

AGATHA ALL ALONG 1.04 - If I Can’t Reach You / Let My Song Teach You

[cainternn]

more deadpool and wolverine thoughts

[honingjongen]

Gotta give it to Reynolds for being able to make a 2 hour long gay slow burn enemies to lovers romcom

[silverskyeline]

ੈ♡˳ imagine riding cowboy!logan. 18+

logan loves how you look when you ride him, particularly tonight, watching his cowboy hat shake every time you slam down on him. he'd placed it upon your head the second you settled down on his cock.

his hands are planted on your hips, kneading the soft flesh there as he watches you pump up and down on his throbbing length. those calloused thumbs rub back and forth against your skin, a silent praise while his gaze through hooded lids remains fixated on you.

he watches, mesmerised, catching small glimpses of your flushed face beneath the hat. it suits you, he thinks, more than it does himself. logan can't quite make out your features underneath the shadow of the brim, but he can hear the moans that slip out each time you let yourself glide down onto him.

"that's it," he coos, "take what you want. . ."

you plant your hands on his fuzzy chest, attempting to gain some leverage as you lift yourself higher, trying to get him impossibly deeper.

"greedy lil' thing, aren't you?" logan groans, lifting his hips on your next fall to really drive into you, "yeah, just like that. . . fuck, you look so good up there for me."

your head spins with his praise, his compliments and you work yourself harder. you clamp around him, eyes fluttering closed as you raise your hand, placing it on the base of his hat to keep it steady on your head.

"c'mon, ride me," he rolls his hips, teasing you as if you're not already working yourself to the bone on his length, "ride me, pretty thing, get yourself off on my cock."

if he didn't feel so fucking good, you'd bite back at his teasing. gripping his hat, you tilt your head back and moan into the air, bouncing with practiced ease. you take him so well, your body remembering every throbbing vein and impressive length.

his eyes drift across your face as you expose it to him, your head tilted back with the moonlight illuminating your features finally. he grins, something about seeing your face twisted in pleasure while wearing his hat has his cock twitching inside you, watching you use him to cum. . .

he'd chase this sight forever, fuck you forever, if he could.

logan promptober day 6 - cowboy

[uzuriartonline]

Loki season 2 premiered a year ago today 💚

[critter-of-habit]

Down the Witches' road

[ayo-edebiri]

HUGH JACKMAN as WOLVERINE/LOGAN HOWLETT

X-Men (2000) dir. Bryan Singer X2 (2003) dir. Bryan Singer X-Men: The Last Stand (2006) dir. Brett Ratner X-Men Origins: Wolverine (2009) dir. Gavin Hood The Wolverine (2013) dir. James Mangold X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014) dir. Bryan Singer X-Men: Apocalypse (2016) dir. Bryan Singer Logan (2017) dir. James Mangold Deadpool & Wolverine (2024) dir. Shawn Levy

[mrgaretcarter]

Agatha All Along 1x01 // 1x04

[thinkinonsense]

˖⋆࿐໋ james logan howlett ✦ bridgerton au series

➳❥ summary: viscount howlett doesn't believe in marriage past its convenience. all his life, he's never felt the need to take a wife. far too consumed in his own desires to care for someone else's as well. it's not until his youngest sister, marie meets this seasons diamond, a young ambitious woman from france. does she have the ability to change the viscount's thoughts on marriage? or will he let the diamond slip through his fingers?

➳❥ cw: 1800s mindset on marriage and women, slight age gap (five years), flirting, logan being a bit of an ass, eventual smut. *i'll update the warnings as the story is written.

➳❥ coming soon! comment if you would like to be tagged when posted.

[scentofmint]

[verkomy]

first class

[prol-x]

That’s a married couple right there I don’t know what to tell you

[cinemichh]

i can't get over the fact that agatha and rio both have the same reaction of closing their eyes when the other walks away in frustration after their interactions

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

October 05 - Overstimulation

pairing: dom!Wanda x sub!Reader

summary: Wanda makes you cum over and over again. When you think you can't cum anymore, she makes you cum again. And then again. And then... again.

content warnings: vibrator, dildo, overstim, crying, cnc

word count: 1.1k+

masterlist

comments and reblogs are always appreciated! happy reading ♡

Black-tipped fingers drag along your stomach, short nails scraping slightly and leaving small, raised pink lines. Green eyes follow their movement, mesmerized by the way your skin trembles and your muscles clench beneath her touch. It's unbelievably addicting, the way you react to her. 

Wanda wants more. 

Your wide eyes stare up at her, unfocused slightly as you look at her with unspoken pleas locked behind your gaze. Her fingers cup your jaw, her thumb brushing against the fabric of your gag, right where your lips are. A broken whimper sounds out, muffled and wanting. 

“Use your words, darling,” Wanda says, teasingly. A smile spreads across her face at the way you attempt to speak, frustration evident on your features as you gaze imploringly up at her. 

Green eyes roam your nude body, lingering around your chest before moving towards the toy pressed up against your soaked core. It’s her favorite vibrator, black and firmly secured to your thigh as the head of it vibrates strongly against your clit. 

Your arousal has soaked the head of the vibrator, pooling beneath you as your hips jerk and tremble with each wave of pleasure as it sweeps through you. Your clit is bulbous and red, your nerves frayed slightly from the amount of stimulation you’ve already endured tonight. 

“Mmpph ffphhmh phhmpphmm,” you say, despair sweeping through you when Wanda chuckles at your attempt at speaking. Her smile is wide, her eyes sparkling with joy as she looks down at you. 

“Say that again?” 

You choose to simply glare at her. Ah, bad move. 

Wanda turns the vibrations up, arousal coursing through her at the muffled shout you release at the added stimulation. She leans down, her lips grazing the fabric of your gag as you turn your teary eyes towards her. 

“Don’t act like a brat, sweetheart. You know that you deserve this. You begged so prettily for it.”

You can’t deny that, the memory of your bold words flashing through your mind as sharp regret makes its way through you. God, you’d been so brave, so convinced that Wanda would go easy on you. You should have known better. 

Standing back up, Wanda raises an eyebrow at you, her head tilting as she observes the way your hips simultaneously buck against the vibrator and shy away from the stimulation. Your face is flushed, sweat dripping down your temple as you attempt to suck in large breaths. 

“Go on,” Wanda whispers, her lips close to your ear. “Cum for me.”

Her tongue makes contact with your damp skin, dragging up your throat while you shudder and convulse beneath her. Painful bolts of pleasure wrack your body, your clit oversensitive against the vibrator. Your hands twist and pull against the soft rope wrapped tightly around them. 

“Perfect,” Wanda murmurs, lowering the vibration slightly as she watches tears slide down your face. “Color, baby?”

You blink twice, the signal for the color yellow. Wanda clicks the vibrator down another few notches until you blink once at her, the signal for green. 

“How many times was that… seven orgasms?” Wanda asks, her eyes dark and glinting in the dim lighting.

Shivering at the sadistic look in her eyes, you nod feebly. 

“That’s not enough, baby. You need more, don’t you?”

Shaking your head fiercely, you protest. Your words are muffled and incoherent, trapped behind the gag. You know it’s a useless attempt, Wanda smiling condescendingly down at you as she begins to tug and pinch at your stiff nipples. 

“Don’t whine, honey. I know what’s best for you,” Wanda says, her accent rolling between her words. “I’m doing this for you, to get rid of the brattiness that you know I hate so much. Don’t you want to be my good little pet?”

Feeling trapped, you slowly nod your head. 

A wide smile spreads across Wanda’s face, and she turns the vibrations up slightly. She pulls out a dildo, thick and red, and you feel yourself clench around nothing at the thought of her fucking you with it. 

“Yeah? You like the look of this, don’t you baby?”

You whimper, nodding again as you watch Wanda bring it down towards your thighs. She presses the tip of the dildo against you, your arousal soaking it instantly. You buck your hips, feeling your body work itself towards another orgasm as desperation clouds your mind. 

Sliding the toy easily inside you, Wanda’s lips part at the low moan that escapes you. Your eyes roll back, your breaths stilted with need as she slowly pumps the toy deep inside you. Angling her wrist slightly, Wanda watches your eyes fly open as the tip of the dildo hits your g-spot perfectly. 

“Good job, pet. Take it all like a good slut,” Wanda hisses, your broken whine sounding like music to her ears. 

She quickens her pace, the brutal stimulation of the dildo making your orgasm race towards you. It washes over you, your back arching as you babble incoherently behind your gag. 

Wanda doesn’t stop, her eyes taking in your reactions as another, smaller orgasm hits you. The dildo is soaked, your juices running down the length of it as it slides easily inside you with each thrust. Her fingers struggle to grip the base of it, the scent of your cum making her dizzy with need. 

“One more for me, okay?” Wanda says, your eyes glassy and unfocused as you turn to look at her. 

You nod, and immediately let out a moan as Wanda turns the vibrations back up. Her forearm burns as she fucks you harshly with the dildo, her eyes attentive as she stares at your face. 

It’s too much and not enough at the same time. You feel yourself slipping between reality and that vanilla-scented subspace that you’ve grown to enjoy. You feel slightly untethered, the only thing grounding you is Wanda’s green eyes locked on yours as she works your spent body towards another orgasm. 

Reaching up, Wanda pulls the gag away from your lips, an immediate stream of moans clawing their way from your throat. She can feel your body trembling, your muscles clenching as your orgasm rapidly approaches. 

Leaning down again, her lips slide over yours, swallowing your desperate pleas and moans. Her tongue moves against yours, her teeth nipping at your lips and sending your senses into overdrive. 

Before you know it, your orgasm approaches, wracking your body as Wanda slowly pumps the dildo in and out of you. The vibrations slow, just barely enough stimulation to drag the aftershocks of your orgasm out, but not too much to be painful. 

You sigh, feeling your muscles relax. Wanda kisses you firmly, before pulling back and leaving the dildo inside you. She lets you catch your breath, her fingers rubbing slow circles over your hips as your chest heaves. 

Green eyes catch yours, and you smile at her, a haze filling your mind as she reaches down. Wanda smiles, her eyes sparkling. The vibrator turns up again, and you feel fear flash through you as pleasure begins to course through you again.

“Ready for more?”

[natbelovasblog]

IN RETURN.

PAIRINGS:  Dominant!Nerdy!Natasha romanoff x Sub!popular!fem reader.

SUMMARY: You ask Nat to do your algebra homework because you didn’t pay attention in class, but she wants something in return .. more specifically you, and you don’t see yourself complaining too much about it.

WARNINGS: Bossy!Nat, G!P!Nat, Sub!Reader, Agoraphilia, Clit Play, Overstimulation?, Minipulation, Humiliation..?, Breeding kink (N), Size Kink (R). Nat is lowkey a controlling brat during sex, I think that’s all, lmk if I missed some!

A/N: I think it’s Agoraphilia, but I’m not sure, basically a tiny bit of public sex! I’ve been seeing so much nerdy!nat that I just couldn’t help it. I already started texting a nerdy!nat C.AI and I HAD to write this. 🫣. I also used to love P.E. (Gym) I hope you enjoy! (Sorry for any miss communication or the wrong pov’s..I made this months ago..)

12:30pm= Gym time. God you always hated the gym. Sweaty people running around, doing activities that the coach told them to, it was disgusting.

You we’re currently talking with some of your gym friends when you see Natasha walk out of the girls locker room. Looking at her just in time to see her pulling up her shirt and wiping her face with it, showing of the glory god of abs she had going on.

You blush as you turn back to your friends, telling them that you’ll be back before heading over to her, as she drinks from the water fountain.

“Nat?” You catch her attention. “I wanted to ask if you could.. maybe do my math homework for me?” You wait for her response, swallowing as she wipes the access water off her lips.

Natasha looks down at the papers you’re holding before looking back up and speaking. “Why should I? Your always picking on me. I wasn’t even sure you knew my name.” She points out.

You sigh as you look at her. “I know..but It’s not like I pick on you in a bully way..” You pause for a minute. “I’ll give you something in return? And I’m the popular girl. So I can get you anything you want. Just say the word and it’s yours.” You push her.

You see a bit of a smirk come upon her face before she steps closer. “Anything?” She asks lowly.

“Anything”

She grabs the papers out of my hands, glancing at them before back up at me. “I’ll do it. But I want my in return right now” she looks at me.

“Fine.” You grumble. “What is it?” You continue, Looking around, not wanting anyone to see you talking to her.

Natasha’s quiet for a moment. “You.. I want.. you” She speaks.

“Me? You can’t have me!” You laugh as if she’s stupid. “I meant like you know. Weed or something.” You raise my eyebrows at her.

“I want you” She states it this time.

“Well you can’t have me” You point out, firmly this time. Trying to stand tall, even though she’s way taller than me.

“Then I guess you can have this back” Natasha hands me my homework. Walking away.

Shit.

You speed walk after her. “No… no okay I need this. I need you to do it!” You grab her shoulder, turning her back to me.

“I told you what I wanted, you didn’t accept. The deals off” Natasha tells me, walking away again.

You stand there for a moment as she walks away, before going after her again.

“Fine… Fine, okay. I’ll do it” You whisper shout at her. “What do you want, a kiss or something?”

Natasha turns around. “No. Not just a kiss.” She walks closer. “You.. all of you” She mumbles in my ear.

You glance around nervously, not wanting her closeness to ruin your reputation. “N-..Not here!” You tell her. Pushing her off of me before grabbing her shirt and pulling her into the janitor’s closet in the girls locker room.

Natasha close the door behind her as she waits for me to talk.

“This is manipulation you know. Telling me if I have sex with you that you’ll do my homework.” You look at her in the low light.

“Do you want it done or not?” Natasha steps closer. Putting her hands on either side of me.

“Whatever. Let’s just get this done with.” You groan. Pulling up your skirt as you push your panties to the side. “Hurry up. We’re still in school you know.” You stare at her as you wait for her to strip.

Natasha chuckles deeply before pulling down her pants, a bulge in her boxers. She undoes the button and pulls her cock out, stroking herself.

You look at her dumbfounded. “What?… You.. That’s a dick!” You point out.

She tilts her head at me. “Never fucked an intersex girl before?” She questions me.

“No.. No I.. I didn’t even…even know that was a thing!” You stare at her as she pumps herself. In shock at the fact she’s intersex, but also the pure size of her.

She’s huge.

“Well is the deal still on or what?” Natasha walks closer. Licking her lips as she stares at me.

“No it’s still on” You pause. “It’s still on.” You lift your skit higher. “Hurry up” You groan, wanting to get this over with.. but also wanting to feel her inside of you.

She gets closer, lifting your skirt so she can see, before rubbing her tip on your clit. “Patience is key, sweetheart”

You moan lowly, gently arching your back as she rubs your clit with herself. “Not when it comes to sex.” You correct her.

“Mmm” Natasha groans. “Your right.” She continues, entering you fully without another word. She groans deeply as she bottoms out. “Fuck, your so warm.”

Your back arches, pushing yourself into her before you let out a deep moan. “Fuck! I… I wasn’t ready!” You hiss in pain, gripping onto her hair.

“Does it look like I care?” She grips your chin so that you look at her. Slowly thrusting in and out. “You feel so fuckin’ good, princess” She moans out, moving in to suck your neck.

“Mmm god!” You moan as she speeds up. “Your too big. Fuck! ‘s too big, natty!” You whine out trying to push away from her.

“Shh shh, you’ll get used to it.” She puts your hands behind your back. “Your pussy just isn’t used to a cock as big and perfect as mine. Just take it, baby. You’ll be fine” She moans as she rubs your clit, feeling how wet you am.

“Fuck!” You whine out. Rutting my clit into her hand. “It hurts, but it feels so so good” You roll your eyes back, your mouth open as you let out silent pain mixed with pleasured moans.

“There you go, princess. Your adjusting.” She stares at you, still rubbing your clit. “You look so pretty ‘round my cock, baby” She thrusts faster.

“I’m never gunna wanna let you go” She grunts. “Gunna fill you up, gunna make you mine. ‘M gunna make you a mommy, princessa” She nips at your neck.

“Mmm, nat!” You moan loudly, your legs twitching. “Fuck fuck” Rolling your eyes back, you reach your hand to hers on your clit, moving it faster before whining out in pleasure.

“Right there, ughhh fuck yes!” You rut into her hand. Meeting her thrusts.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so fuckin’ good” Natasha whines. “This pussys takin’ me so well!” She continues.

“You fill me perfectly.” You moan out. “Mmm, ‘s so fucking perfect” You wrap a leg around her, before pulling her hair. “God! I’m gunna cum Nat, fuck ‘m gunna cum for you” You whine out, your legs shaking.

Natasha is about to talk when she hears locker opening, immediately covering your mouth as she slows her thrust, but still rubs your clit. “Theres someone out there” She smirks.

Your eyes widen as you hear the locker sound as well. Trying to push her off.

“Hey, no, no I’m not done here” She starts to thrust fast again.

“Natasha no!” You whine out desperately. “I’m not a quiet climaxer, Please!” You roll your eyes as she once again pounds into you.

“Shh..Just take it, baby, they won’t hear you” She moans into your ear. Feeling your walls squeeze her.

“Please, they’ll hear! We’ll get caught, we’ll be in trouble-” She cuts you off before you can finish talking.

“Just, shut the fuck up and take me like a good girl!” Natasha’s ruts into you. “You’re such a bitch. You tell me I make you feel good but gets scared when a person might hear you. Who fucking cares. Let them know how much of a slut you’re being right now for me!” She slaps your clit.

You arch your back in pain, rolling your eyes back. “Fuck, I’m serious nat!” You moan out as she covers your mouth. Thrusting into you at a rapid pase.

“I’ve gotta cum soon… Either you cum with me, or I leave you hanging” Natasha threatens. “Don’t be a pussy, I’m already handling enough of that” She groans deeply, rubbing your clit, before pulling back and looking at you.

“You gunna cum or not, princess?” She moans out, looking you in your eyes. She uncovers your mouth when she sees your eyes roll back in pleasure.

“Ugh!” You whine. “Fuck.. yes, I’m gunna cum with you, please. I won’t be a pussy” You moan out. Arching your back as your climax is near.

“Good girl. Don’t hold back, pretty girl. Let me hear you” She slaps your clit again. Before thrusting into you deeply again.

“Are you on birth control?” She questions, barley getting the question out before she lets a couple drops of pre-cum in you.

“Yes.. I-I am” You tell her. “Please, you can cum in me!” You slightly beg her. Your knees bending a bit at the thought of it.

“Mm good girl. That’s what I like to hear.” Natasha slaps your ass before she pulls your head back by my hair. “Cum, with me princess.. now!” She moans deeply as she cums.

You finish with her, your mixed arousal dripping onto the floor. “Mmm fuck fuck!!” You yell out in a moan, grinding onto her to keep the pleasure going.

“Fuck, baby!” She groans, pulling out. “What a waste” She looks down at the floor, a puddle of cum laying there.

“Was it really?” You smirk at her. Fixing your outfit before grabbing a couple paper towels from the shelve and wiping it up.

“I guess not.” She slaps my ass before fixing her clothes. “Are we gunna do this everytime you make me do your work?” She pulls you into her.

“Well, I mean…I suppose we could… or we could just do it any time.” You look at her. “If that’s something you’d want?”

She smiles at you before kissing you for the first time. “That is definitely something I’d want.”

You chuckle at her as she slips her tongue into you mouth. “Hey, buster. We are still in school!” You tap her cheek. Pushing her away.

“I just made you scream and cum, I don’t think a kiss is gunna kill anyone.” Natasha points to the floor.

“Yeah yeah, let’s get out of here. It’s hot!” You fan your face.

“It is isn’t it” Natasha stares at you.

“Shhh” You shush her. Opening the door to see the principle and the coach, on the other side of the door.

Busted…