#tssm shocker x reader

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SAVE A HORSE RIDE A COWBOY

[mr-voorhees-husband]

What would the other Tssm characters be like as Yandere(s?)

Sorry this took longer than normal, some crap happened

Oh well. Back to our normal scheduled program!

Anon(s?) you spoil me <3

Warnings: Nsfw, Yandere, Kidnapping, Dubcon + Noncon touching (NO RAPE), unhealthy relationships (I am in no way romanticizing these relationships, and if you go through them please cut it off immediately and get police involved!)

Reader: Gender Neutral

Alexander O'hirn "Rhino"

Overprotective, Delusional, and Impulsive.

Alex is an... Interesting yandere. He has to have a previous relationship with you, it could be you two dating, or you're just friends. No matter what, he doesn't go yandere for someone he doesn't know, nor will he go yandere pre-suit.

Alex is impulsive, thats a given, but that doesn't mean he's dumb. He understands he's larger than you, but in turn, that also means he's very, very protective of you. He probably wouldn't even kidnap you unless you had some kind of violent encounter.

Either it be a fight, a villain holding you hostage, hell, even an asshole slapping you. Whatever it is, Rhino decides you're too small (no matter how big you actually are) to take care of yourself. This is when he kidnaps you, even if it doesn't seem like kidnapping at first.

He's even more impulsive than Quentin, he doesn't even think it through before tricking you to come to one of his and flint's old safehouses. When you get there, he'll treat it like nothing's wrong, until you try to leave. Which he refuses to allow. You can fight all you want, he'll just sit down, wrap you in a blanket and hug you to his chest.

"I'm doing this for us, small fry," large arms trapped you against him, the plush of the blanket doing little to calm you as titanium hide seemed to surround you, "can't you see it's for your own good?"

Flint Marko "Sandman"

Overprotective, Lucid, Manipulative, Clingy, and Thoughtful.

While Flint may not appear it, he's smart, especially when it comes to crime. Something about you had to have caught his eye, and more often than not there's a good chance the reason he met you in the first place was due to crime.

Unlike his partner in crime, Flint knows you can take care of yourself, which in turn means he knows his obsession over you is wrong. He just doesn't care. He loves you, and he'll make you love him back, one way or another.

He's manipulative, defensive, and knows it. He won't keep you against your will, but he will convince you he's the only one that can properly take care of you. He won't force himself on you, but he'll also ignore you for so long you beg him for any sort of contact.

Before long, you're depending on him for everything emotional. He's your confidant, your boyfriend, your everything. You can have a job, friends, all you want. As long as he can be with you every waking moment. He has to keep you safe, after all.

Your fingers dug into the sand of Flint's shoulders as you sobbed, his arms formed to almost a wing like shape as he held you impossibly close, "hey, hey," he pressed a sandpaper-y kiss to your temple, biting back a grin, "I got you doll, don't worry about them, all you need is me.."

Jackson Brice 'Montana' "Shocker"

Possessive, Self-indulgent, Manipulative, and Lucid.

He's evil. So evil, but the love is genuine. It isn't some odd obsession that he gained one random day, like Alex it was something that had to fester and grow. When it did, it already took him over completely.

There's a good chance at that point you two were already dating, which would make it all the easier to cut you off from everyone else. You were his, his to take care of and love. He understands its horribly toxic to make you believe that everyone else that isn't completely platonic to doesn't deserve to talk to you.

He understands it's wrong, but he also completely thinks it's understandable. After all, its for him, and he is your loving boyfriend. Sure he's a bit overbearing but it's for both of you, can't you see that? It's for the best.

He'd be the worse to have as a yandere I believe, because before long you basically have nothing. You'd have to play your cards carefully, make sure to not get too close to your male friends/coworkers, and whatever you do, don't cheat. He's far from afraid to get into a public fight.

"Darlin' c'mon," Montana leaned against the door of your shared bedroom as you continued to fill your bag with clothing, "sugar, it was one fight," he grabbed your wrists from the bag, making your head snap up in surprise, "I told ya' already, you ain't leaving."

So sorry I only did these three, work and classes have been hell, but by this weekend I'll try to throw out some hcs for Tssm!Electro and Tssm!Otto!

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Oh. My. God. I’d love to see a fic based after your latest fic of the Sinister Six and the engineer reader, and I’d LOOVEEEE to see one where Montana takes out the reader on a date and the reader increasingly gets more flustered at his antics 👀

MONTANA SUPREMACY HELLO OMG y’all already know what’s about to happen

For me? ||Montana x fem!reader

word count: 2016

summary: After a successful night dealing with the web-slinger, the Sinister Six return to the base in the best mood you’ve ever seen them in. Montana, especially, who, in his fit of confident euphoria, invites you out for a first date. His flirting seems to have quite an effect on you, though…

trigger warnings: none!! :)

written in third person pov so I wouldn’t get any weird looks from my family on vacation

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Her heels wobbled slightly as she moved to the front door of the establishment. Not out of inexperience, but out of sheer nervousness. This was not only her first date with a supervillain, but with Montana specifically. That smug bastard had swept her into his arms when he had gotten home with the other five, pulled his mask off, and pressed a long kiss to her knuckles. Only then did he invite her out to dinner at one of the most expensive restaurants in New York. In a sputtering fit of bashfulness, she uttered a meager acceptance. The night’s search for the web-slinger must have gone well.

Pulling her dress down a little more, she approached the person standing at the entrance podium outside. “Hi!” She gave them a small smile and a nod, of which they responded with one in turn. “Hello, welcome.” She swallowed thickly her saliva and clasped her hands together in front of her. “I’m here for a date, I don’t know if he’s here or not…?” They quirked an eyebrow and looked down at the tablet attached to the podium for a moment in thought. “Guy with the cowboy hat?” A giddy musing of laughter bubbled out as a soft, embarrassed giggle at the question. “Yeah, that’s him.” The bouncer grinned and motioned for her to follow them inside.

The interior of the restaurant was familiar in a nostalgic sense, only because her parents had once brought her for her birthday several years ago. There was an iron chandelier with mock candles flickering the lobby in a dim but warm light, dark wooden floors, a touched-up cobble fireplace, and a pleasantly stitched sage green rug in the middle of the floor. She was lead into the next room to the right, the first of four dining areas. It was carpeted everywhere except for underneath the tables with mounted lanterns and tea candles on every table. Montana was nowhere to be seen here.

She was transferred from the bouncer to a waiter who was informed of the smooth-talking cowboy and his now-present date. The waiter, after a quick nod in the general direction, began to lead her through the second dining area, the third, and outside to the fourth. There she saw him, seated at a table in the large outdoor seating area near the middle. A pleasant array of candles were in the center of the glass-plated table, warmly casting their light on Montana’s stunningly handsome face.

Noticing him, she inhaled sharply and quickly told the waiter that she could go from there. He nodded and retreated back inside, leaving her to greet Montana by herself. Once again, she used her hands to fiddle with her dress and situate her hair and when she finally put them back at her sides, she and Montana were staring wide-eyed at each other across the patio. Taking a deep breath, she began to take hopeful-yet weary-steps to the table.

Montana stood up, his surprised look quickly replaced with an impressed eyebrow raise and a welcoming grin. “Well, well!” He approached her and met her at her seat, taking her hand in his own and pressing his lips to her knuckles once more. “Ain’t you prettier than a magnolia in May?” She couldn’t help but look down at her feet with a bashful smile spreading across her face. “T-Thank you for inviting me to dinner. I wanted to dress up for you.” She giggled, covering her face. “For me, huh?”

Montana’s grin evolved slowly into a smirk. “Shoot, ‘S awful sweet of you, sugar.” She realized then the connotations that came with what she’d just said and her face began to burn. “N-No, not- I just mean that, y-you know…” Without making TOO much of a move, he pulled out her chair and sat back down with her. There were two glasses of water on both of their sides of the table, and she began to think that might be the only way she’d be able to get her cheeks to turn back to a healthy color.

She picked up her glass, somehow cold despite a lack of ice, and took a long sip from it. Montana chuckled at her flustered attempts to cool herself off from the inside out. He took a sip of his own in response. She set her glass down, and before either could say a word, the waiter returned. The two decided to share a glass of red wine together, and when the waiter left to fetch it, she turned back to Montana.

“So, I’m curious…” she began, smiling softly at him. Her face was now significantly less red than it had been. Montana tilted his head and uttered a small “Mmm?”, ushering her to continue. “What happened yesterday?” He furrowed his brows for a second. “Whaddya mean, sugar?” She crossed her ankles and relaxed her posture slightly. “What’s got you in such a good mood? You walked in and kissed my knuckles and asked me out on a date. Here, no less.” She smiled softly.

Montana returned the gesture, smiling and tipping his hat up slightly. “Just a, uh… spur of confidence, will ya.” He winked. “I been wantin’a take you out for date for some time now, you know.” She raised her eyebrows in surprise. He said it so casually! She could never admit that so easily… “I-Is… Is that so?” She sunk into her seat slightly. Montana chuckled again, lower than before. “Mmmm. You seem surprised.” He smirked. “W-Well, a little!” She sighed sharply, noting the stark quickening of her heartbeat. Montana leaned forward slightly, resting his hands on the table. “I ain’t never seen you so shy before.” She remained silent and wide-eyed as he spoke, unsure of how else to respond.

“Didn’t know all I had to do to get you all flustered was to wear cashmere and take you to dinner. I’d’ve done it a long time ago. You’re awful cute when you’re embarrassed.” His smug facial expressions only made it worse. Her face grew about as red as the wine they were served immediately after. She hadn’t even had the chance to look at the menu! Tonight, she realized, was going to be long. Not that she minded, though. Montana’s playful yet sincere gaze would keep her energized enough to survive the dinner.

By the time the check had been brought and their stomachs were full, they decided to find a bench to rest at not too far away, but still within Central Park. Montana had his arm around her the entire time, saying sweet things and then talking about whatever came to his mind. He was certainly one for conversation. At some point, however, his words trailed off, and his eyes softened and he looked at her with something that she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Montana’s hand slipped over her own and he pulled her in to lean against him. “Are you alright?” She asked him, scooting a little closer until her thigh was completely against his own. He smiled a little wider and tipped his hat up, tsking his tongue a few times. He reached his hand upward to prop a finger under her chin and his thumb on the frontside. “Darlin’, I ain’t never been better.”

Once again her throat dried up and her hands grew clammy, all because of Montana and his smooth-talking mannerisms. His fingers against her skin made it impossible for her to shy away from him. “But I want you to tell me…” he reached with his thumb and grazed it across her bottom lip, his low grin twitching slightly. A shiver ran down her body, ricocheting from the top of her head through her arms and sending sparks through her fingertips as they shakily began to rest themselves on him.

“Are you alright, darlin’?” He crooned, his teasing eyes flickering from her lips briefly and back to her eyes. Just a long enough glance to make her begin to writhe. “M-Mont…” she couldn’t get the words out of her mouth. She could only close her eyes and nod, shuddering slightly. She had never wanted to implode more in her life. The games he played with her always made her a mess.

“Well, shoot, sugar. In ‘at case, how’s about we sign off on a good note?” He chuckled darkly, holding her chin more firmly. There is a point in time, when one goes on a dinner date with Shocker, where the teasing becomes a catalyst for questionable judgement. And as a result, one might not be opposed to begging for a healthy kiss from him. She was no exception. Despite her sudden inability to form coherent sentences, she did what she knew she could do.

Hesitantly, almost scared, she quivered and began to look down at his lips the way he’d been looking at hers. This time, however, it was no mere teasing glance. It was a gaze, a display of longing and of what bordered on desperation. Suddenly, it occurred to her that she needed his kiss the way she needed air to breathe. Montana’s lips parted slightly. “Whaddya say?” He whispered, voice low in the near silence.

Her face was blazing. This had been something she’d thought about for months. Was it now really happening? Was this it?

It was.

Within seconds, his hand had moved to her cheek and was guiding her face toward his own and he pressed his lips against her own. Her breath hitched and her hands trembled but he moved his other hand to her back and pulled her fully against himself. Her entire world stopped around her. The only things that could move were her lips on his. She managed to let her eyes shut and she melted into his touch, feeling his hands begin to move away from their initial spots. He ran them up her arms and let them rest on her biceps, squeezing her tightly enough that it would surely leave a mark.

Montana felt like he was on the moon.

He had never tasted lips as sweet as hers. Never had he felt skin as beautiful as hers. She felt like an Angel under his fingertips. His eyes remained closed and the kiss deepened; it couldn’t have gone any other way. With the desperation radiating off of them both, how could they simply stop now? She moved her hand up and removed his hat, holding it in one hand and using the other to run her fingers through his hair. He shuddered at the feeling of her fingertips ghosting along his scalp.

He tilted his head to the side and, despite the internal protest, he had to pull away. A gasp of air flooded into both of their mouths, but they didn’t move away. He pressed his forehead to hers and held her tightly, eyes half lidded and staring at nothing in particular. Neither of them could look at eachother. Her shoulders raised up and down with each influx of her lungs, and he adjusted his grip onto them to gently hold her rather than grasp her tightly. He gazed into her eyes, finally, and saw how dialatef her pupils had become. He could only smile again and press a long, gentle kiss to her forehead.

Finally, he had done it. He had kissed her, and she had kissed him. His smile wasn’t malicious or teasing any more. He was just… happy. He slid his arms around her back and pulled her into an embrace. “Thank you… thanks for comin’ to supper with me, darlin’.” He did not sound like Montana. He didn’t sound like a supervillain. He sounded like a normal person. Like a guy who finally, finally got the chance to kiss the girl.

“S-Say, Montana,” she whispered lowly. “mind if we go out another time, too?” Montana’s lips tilted up into a genuine, real smile once more; a sight she was simply ecstatic to see. “So’s ‘at an invitation for a second date?” A small chuckle slipped past her slightly swollen lips. “As long as it’s you.”

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Okay I have a weird idea, tssm sinister six All fighting for the affection of y/n, who's there to fix their broken tech and be an in house engineer.

I AM A SUCKERRRRRRR FOR THE WHOLE WE-ALL-LIVE-TOGETHER TROPE (thanks to my creepypasta phase in middle school) SO THIS IS AMAZING THANK YOUUUU HEHEHE

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(tumblr gif makers, y'all need to make some tssm sinister 6 gifs fr)

being a resident technician/engineer for the sinister six hcs

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Shocker/Montana would be very... open about his "little" crush on you

"Alright, sugar. I know you're gettin' tired. Why not take a rest with me?" And a wink (bro come on PLEASE)

You laugh at most of his advances because you find them silly and charming, but Montana is internally sobbing

It's very funny to listen to him get interrupted by whoever is within earshot because they all wish they had his confidence but none of them want to be like him

Sandman/Flink Marko is most frequently the one to run in and yell at him

"Hey, cowboy! Leave da girl alone!" and he'd bonk him over the head

and then he would immediately start asking if he could help

he is only polite when it comes to you

"you uhhh... want me ta hold that for ya?"

"Oh, sure. Thanks, Flint!"

sobbing cryig PLEASE HE JUST WANTS TO HOLD YOUR HAND

along with doing suit upgrades and repairs, you also work around the base repairing electronics and other unspecified repairables

very often, Rhino/Alex O'Hirn will struggle with the smaller things like microwave settings and computer keyboards and cellphones and tv remotes an

he asks for help a lot exclusively from you (he is very obvious)

he probably breaks things just to go talk to you because he doesn't know how to properly strike up a convo with this person he has such a crush on

"..........Yn? I think da remote's gooked up again..........."

"[sigh] bring it here, Alex."

Electro/Max Dillon is where things get a little funny, though

he is a being of pure electricity, he has no real 'physical form'

(eighth grade me had a fat crush on tssm electro dhmu)

but wearing the insulator suit, he's able to actually participate in day-to-day activities

like dropping hints to his oblivious electrician

I like to think they spend a bit of time together because, yk,,, electro

and through all of these, he always admires her whenever she patches up something after he accidentally shorts it out

she's never upset with him, but she's firm enough to be respected

"I'll wear the gloves next time, I'm sorry. I'd rather have you on my hands, though. ;)"

"I won't always be here to help you make food! Why depend on me??"

"wait what"

he literally is completely and totally smitten I'm sorry but this man wants nothing more than to give you a kiss

it's very difficult to, however (for obvious reasons) and so he lives in constant torment

Vulture/Adrian Toomes would quickly come in and laugh at him for blowing up the microwave

"Now, dear, don't waste your time with this dolt. I require your help."

",,,,,,let me order a replacement and I'll be right there, doctor"

I think he began to have a crush on you when he realized you actually respected him

Otto is the only one that treats him like an actual retired doctor, but now this charming young lady does too?

You make him feel so young <:) your positivity is quick to spread to this grumpy old man

You often are asked to help Doc Ock/Otto Octavius with work on his actuators

You're no nuclear scientist, but he's always happy to explain to you anything you ask him about

You have been taught things by him that have never left the walls of MIT before (knowledge is power)

"Initially, these were created for the handling of radioactive materials from a safe distance. They've proven useful for many other things as well. Like felonies."

"Though I can't condone, I understand."

He LOOOOVES how respectful and kind you are

ong mans has been starved of that for like 20 years

you remind him of his humanity

He literally will just grab you with the actuators and pull you to his lab if you aren't working

no one else says a word he is the one lawmaker in his house

they all literally know the rest of them like you too but I'm getting like sitcom vibes from this and I am obsessed with it

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Not to sound like a thirsty bitch but could you write a little thing of making out with Montana as he chokes the reader a lil bit? Plz and thanks take your time love you

AM I JUST THE MONTANA SUPPLIER NOW??

LIKE IM NOT UPSET BUT EVERY 1:3 ASKS ARE MONTANA BASED 😭😭 Y'ALL BE CRAZY FOR THIS COUNTRY BOY (me too dw)

It's very small tho because choking, and making out are two things I'm not the best at writing lol

Warnings/tags: choking, teasing, slightly nsft

Reader: gender neutral, like always

You were sitting on his lap, lips pressing against eachother. It started off chaste, but moments like this rarely stayed soft and sweet. It simply wasn't in your boyfriend's nature. Not that you could complain, though. You were always willing to indulge his rougher side. Your arms were thrown over his shoulders, one messing with his hair that he always kept a bit too long to be considered truly 'short'.

Humming at the feeling of a hand trailing it's way up your chest, you leaned in closer, as if trying to become one with Montana. In seconds, a hand was tightened around your neck, squeezing the arteries yet not your neck. Montana chuckled at your moan, pulling back to place a teasing kiss on your jaw. "Now, now darlin'," he kissed the corner of your lip, moving before you could capture his lips in a proper one, "no reason to speed it up so fast."

"After all, a man honors his responsibilities," you wanted to role your eyes, but him squeezing tighter had you choking out something not to far from a moan, yet not a groan either. "And makin' you scream is one of mine."

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I love all the Jackson Brice content! Omg imagine if like, Jackson had the hots for another villains sidekick; like Mysterio’s dramatic intern or Chameleon’s subdued apprentice. Ooooo or better yet like Doc Ock’s lab assistant

So many ideas!

oh my god

ANON UR BRAIN

its amazing

Tags: slight age gap, bittersweet, open ended

Reader: gender neutral, Doc Ock's Lab assistant

Hehehe yes

Montana's angry at himself more than anything, he's furious he let himself fall for you. You're Doc Ock's assistant, freshly out of college with such a bright future ahead od you. Yet instead, you're helping the Doc make a plan and fixing Electro's suit.

You're too nice for your own good, he decides one day. So, he decides to try and convince you to quit. (totally not because he feels like if he had to see you bring Otto coffee one more time he'd kill someone)

It doesn't go the way he expects, and he sure doesn't expect you to get angry at him, I mean, he was just trying to help! Can't you see that?

He pins for a while, like, 4-5 months long. Montana doesn't want to ruin anything, and he partially hopes the whole 'sidekick' thing was just a phase and you'd eventually leave.

Even when he decides to confess, he's hesitant as all hell. Especially because you and Otto have such a close relationship. No one in the group were 100% sure it was purely platonic.

It's probably a very sudden, out of no-where confession. You're both alone in the base, you're probably working on his suit or something, and he flat out goes; "I have feelings for you."

Depending how you react, will determine if the Enforcers stay or leave the Sinster Eleven.

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Okay, like imagine if you will (Jackson Brice ramble)

Chameleon’s apprentice is a shy individual, constantly changing their look not only to hone their skill but also to watch their crush; Shocker! At a distance.

Shocker 100% knows this, and surprises her one day by calling her out (or asking her out, whichever lol)

Hey, with all due respect, this is a genderneutral and male reader blog! I understand if it was an accident, but please don't talk about a reader in a fem way!

Warnings/tags: implied yandere, Stalking, teasing, age gap, fluff, open ended

Reader: Gender neutral, stalker, implied yandere, nervous/anxious, implied self-insecurity

He's was so handsome. You kept your head down, headphones in your ears as you did your best to avoid grabbing his attention. Montana, aka, Jackson Brice. The leader of the enforcers, and a good friend of your ex-coworker, Quentin Beck. Beck was how you met Montana, unsurprisingly. He'd always insist on playing match maker, so when you let out a passing comment on how you found the shocker hot, Quentin insisted on letting the two of you meet.

Despite being the Chameleon's sidekick, it wasn't rare to help Quentin with his robots. You'd help make Chameleon's costumes, it made sense you could sculpt a robot to be an exact replica. It also meant you'd occasionly use desguises for recon missions, or times when Chameleon was gone and you had to keep appearances up.

In all honesty, it'd been an accident when you first saw Montana out of work. He'd been out an about, with the enforcers. They'd recently been let out on good behavior, and had yet to have a warrent placed over their heads, so they were soaking it up while they could. Your disguise was fairly good, at least, you were pretty damn proud of it. It was.. interesting to see Montana is a more laid back environment. Talking and joking with his companions in a way you hadn't seen before.

You hadn't meant to stalk him really, you'd just wanted to see more of this side of him. Luckily, you were good at your job, the only one noticing you staring being Ox, who simply glared for a moment before joining back in the conversation. That day was spent silently trailing them, being careful to not make it obvious, watching from afar, until they left the more populated areas, and you did the same. Chameleon had been a bit upset over your tardiness, but you told him you were trying to get blackmail on the Sinister Eleven, which he smiled and praised you for.

It was supposed to be a one time thing. Yet you kept doing it, different disguises each time. A punk, a hippie, a college kid, anything you could think of. Different hair, using heels to add height, you really had earned the title of being Chameleon's sidekick. You were almost better than he was.

Today was a jugallo, or at least, a jugallo based outift. The mask was the whole nine yards, a death hawk, painted face, and an eye color that was opposite to your own. The perfect disguise to spy on Montana while he, Ox, and Ricochet went to the music festival being held in central park. It was wrong, you understood that, but it was all for him, so, what was the worse thing that could happen?

Your eyea flickered around the incredibly crowded festivel. Trying to at least find Ox in the massive collection of people. Someone hitting your chest made you yelp, loosing your footing and falling straight into someone's arms.

Montana looked down at you, obviously a bit surprised, but far from upset. With a grin, he helped you back on your feet while you apologized profusely.

"Aw, don't worry kid," his eyes glinted with some sort of knowing look, "you're just falling for me the second time, ain't ya, [V/N]?"

Oh.

Oh no.

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Hi I love how you write TSSM!Sinister Six. If possible, would it be alright writing about them with a very shy reader who secretly loves to cuddle and they all think it’s the cutest thing in the world? Thank you in advance 🥰

See what’s funny is that I am a cuddler. I cuddle. It’s what I do. I like to do a bit of snuggling. I personally think I’m the best person for this job and I thank you for requesting this of me. I will put this in with my in-home engineer series!!

tssm sinister six x engineer reader cuddling hcs!!

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Rhino/Alex O’Hirn does his best not to make you socially exert yourself,, although he doesn’t know that that’s what he’s doing

He always likes to stand guard around you when Montana’s flirtations are making you a blushing, stuttering mess

He will sometimes drag you away if you look super shy

Like physically

Sometimes he just actually picks you up

One day in particular, he thought he saw you being particularly embarassed

And he has claimed it as his duty to protect you from that (because he has got a RAAAAGING crush)

(But that didn’t come from me)

So he leans down and picks you up, holding you into his chest like he usually did while he walked away

And he glanced down and noticed your eyes were closed

Oh???? Wait were you just tired??

wait a second,,,,,

Your arms were wrapped around his neck..,,,

And your cheek was smushed up against his plating,,,

I-

HELLO WHAT

HE NEVER NOTICED THIS???

HE COULDNT FEEL YOU SNUGGLING INTO HIM BECAUSE OF HIS ARMOR

WHAAAAAT WHEN DID THIS STAAART

he smiled in enamor and he squeezed you just slightly to let you know he loved it

You didn’t open your eyes or anything

A fast blush whipped across your face and you leaned a little further into him

Alex couldn’t help but grin like an absolute fool the entire time

You really know how to make him melt

“Ahhh, doll… you’s a cute liddle broad.”

He is dying someone please help him

Shocker/Montana often joins you on the couch whenever it’s nighttime and you’re enjoying yourself watching whatever it is you enjoy watching

It’s turned into a habit actually

He only started doing it initially to be close to you and make you blush

Because hot DAMN are you the cutest thing when you’re flustered

He had no interest in what it was you were watching until like a few weeks in

And he started getting invested

He started bringing his own blankets even

And eventually one night, after a particularly exhausting day, you fell asleep in the middle of an episode

And he only noticed when he felt you leaning up against him

He immediately turned to you with wide eyes, but they softened seeing your hazy and sleepy expression

“Glory hallelujah, Y/N…”

He wraps his arm around you and leans against the arm of the couch, pulling you against his chest

You snuggle a little more into him, one arm under him on his back and the other resting on his chest

You got some of the best sleep that night,,,

Sandman/Flint Marko is just a very physical guy

Pre established relationship here, you two cuddle ALL THE TIME

mostly in bed together

When it’s cold

And you’re under the blankets

And your body heat warms him up and he can’t help but look down at your red cheeks while you snuggle into him

He kisses your head many many times before cradling it with one hand

One of your legs is slung haphazardly over his own

You two are just barely behind the line that separates “next to” and “on top of”

And he wouldn’t have it any other way

“How’re you always so warm, sweethaht??”

He adores how comfortable you are with him

Like so much,,,,,, you make him feel so special bro,,

Doc Ock/Otto Octavius is another physical man

He loves hugs from you and you alone

He will NEVER turn them down

You’re often a little too shy to initiate it but that doesn’t mean a thing to him

If you’re working around the lair, expect his arms around your waist and your back against his belly at some point

He always gives you a little kiss on your neck

He tells you how good you’re doing and how grateful he is to have you

And within seconds you can no longer form sentences

It’s perfect

“Let me know if I can help you in any way, my dear. I’m never too busy for you.”

Vulture/Adrian Toomes is not as big on physical touch, but that does NOT mean he doesn’t like it

He will never skip out on the chance to give you a little peck (haha see I’m funny guys) on the cheek

But he loves holding an arm around your shoulder whenever he can!!

Especially with his FlightTech suit on because the wings make it look like you’re wearing a cape and he thinks it’s very cute

He’ll use his other hand to hold both of yours

He’s a classy romantic alright

A gentleman even

Electro/Max Dillon cares nothing about what others think

If he wants to hold you he will do it RIGHT THEN

No exceptions

Standing up? Hugs

Sitting down? Someone’s head is in someone’s lap

Laying down? You already KNOW

You gingerly pepper kisses all down his mask while he squeezes you with a smile

He also loves giving you massages

They feel absolutely wonderful coming from him bc you feel tingly and cool afterward

He will always run his fingers through your hair also

Because I said

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Hello! Sorry for using your private messages the first time, but I was wonder what would the sinister six do at the beach with the reader.

of course!! i love the beach trip trope hehe >> i don't know if this is what you wanted or not, but i'm gonna write this in the tssm! ss x engineer! reader series ive been doing :DD

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tssm! sinister six x engineer! reader at the beach

Oh my lord,,,,,,,,

not sure how you managed to find the time to convince the boys to go to the beach with you, but it happened

they were,, uh,,, surprisingly cooperative?

Rhino/Alex O'Hirn was a bit iffy on the whole beach idea and reasonably so

i mean, homeboy has massive metal plating over everywhere but his face

howeveRRR,,,,,, puppy eyes are his weakness, and ya know,,,

He does wear swim trunks and they have the most obnoxious pattern on them and he is adorable the entire time

finds little creatures for you both to admire

"Ay, ay Yn!! Check dis out!! [is holding a sea urchin]"

"How did you get that, Alex??"

":DDD"

Flint Marko/Sandman, on the other hand, was really excited!! this was his big chance to impress you with his super sick sand tricks

impress you he did (even though it was nothing new, you were very supportive of him)

He is very grinny around you already and hearing you gush about how sick his powers were at the beach made him an absolute MESS

again, we see how a little kindness can work wonders on an attractive man in his 30s that has been touch starved since high school

"So, er, do ya wanna see me,, do it again?"

"Yes!! I had no idea you could do that!! I wish I could have powers like yours, Flint."

"<:,)) tank you, sweethaht,,,"

Montana/Shocker absolutely found the skimpiest pair of swim trunks he could but he never touches the ocean

He spends his time at the over-exaggerated tiki-themed bar on the shoreline offering to buy you all the margs your heart could desire

The entire day he complimented your swimsuit and how pretty you looked in it

he was sobbing inside behind a mask of smirking confidence

please kiss him

now

"Happy 'our starts in'bout 30 minutes. Wanna wait around wi'me, doll?"

"Sure thing. My legs are a bit tired, so it'll do me some good to sit with you :))"

",,,,,,,,,,, wantmetokissthemandmakethemfeelbetter"

"what"

Adrian Toomes/Vulture wasn't fond of the ocean, either

He and Otto spent their time at the beach under a large umbrella talking about science and crime and other assorted questionable topics for the beach

look bro

the moment he saw you he had to get up and walk away for a second

give him a breather alright

as your employer he order you stop looking so beautiful RIGHT NOW

seriously you're making his blood sugar rise just from how sweetly you're smiling you gotta stop this

He brings a book or two but can't read them for your company with him

"I must say, you look stunning in that swimsuit, Yn."

"Aw, stop. You'll make me blush!"

"Maybe I'd like to see that."

Otto Octavius/Doctor Octopus was equally as infatuated with your newfound beach attire, but masked it politely (unlike Montana, who could learn a thing or two)

He invites you to sit with him and admire the ocean from slightly afar beneath the umbrella

definitely checks up every so often on your sunscreen. homie does NOT want you getting sunburnt

should you get sunburnt,,,,,, well, i'll save that as a little sickfic idea for another time

he is absolutely enamored with you the entire time

"Can I offer you a towel to dry off with, dear?"

"I was going to get back in a little later, I just wanted to come sit with you for a little bit, Doc. :)"

"Ah... your company is more than welcome. Tell me, how has your day been so far?"

Max Dillon/Electro was busy building sand castles a little farther up from the water.

you felt just awful that he had to wear his suit to the beach the way he did, but you understood the danger otherwise

to make up for it, you spent a lot of time with him!!

long conversations about this, that, and the other lead to the single most architecturally impressive sandcastle the world has ever seen

(flint helped secretly)

he was all grins with you helping him out which is a rare feat from someone as hurt as he was

you couldn't believe how good he was at building these, you eneded up building like,,,,, three more

"but then, i turned the corner and realized i'd made it out of the maze somehow, and i was just wandering around this guy's - oh, this is nearly as big as you, Yn!!"

"Finish your story!! Were you just in his house??"

"O-Oh! Well, effectively, yes! I had no idea how it happened!"

overall an absolute whale of a time

absolutely smitten

every one of them