brianrot

he/him ; 20 y/o

[rhinoyoshiko]

Not pictured: me being obsessed with the fact that the first pill Nam-gyu takes after Thanos' death is the same colour as the first pill he gave him, and the second is the same colour as the pill he saw Thanos take when he first asked him about it

[mariolvhlam]

i was forced

[carnalcrows]

THREE'S A CROWD - THANOS

pairing: thanos x male reader

synopsis: Getting high in the bathroom during the games is definitely not a good way to pass time, but hey- you're too out of it to care.

content warnings: 18+, smoking weed, frotting, mentions of a threesome

word count: 0.6k

This was, without a doubt, a horrible idea.

And yet, here you were—half on Thanos’s lap in a cramped bathroom stall, eyes heavy-lidded and limbs feeling light as hell. The cheap-ass joint you’d both shared was still faintly burning in his fingers, the hazy scent of weed mixing with the smell of old tile and whatever cheap soap they stocked in this prison of a facility.

Thanos took one last drag, exhaling slow and lazy, before passing it back to you. His purple hair was a mess, his eyes low and dark, and he had the dumbest, cockiest smirk on his face.

"You’re staring," he murmured. His voice was lower than usual, rough around the edges.

"You’re ugly," you shot back automatically, taking a drag.

He snorted, eyes flicking to your lips as you exhaled the smoke in his face. His hands were already resting on your waist, but his grip tightened slightly, fingers digging into your shirt.

For a moment, neither of you moved.

Then you leaned in, slow, deliberate, lips barely brushing his. "What? You nervous?"

Thanos clicked his tongue. "Shut up."

And then he kissed you, rough and uncoordinated, like he had something to prove.

You grinned into it, tugging at his hair just to hear the little grunt he let out. His hands twitched on your waist, and god, he was holding on so tight. The kiss turned sloppy real quick, all heat and hands and desperation like neither of you had the patience for anything else.

"You—" Thanos broke off with a sharp inhale when you shifted against him. "Fuck, you’re—"

Outside, the bathroom was silent.

Inside? Just the sound of heavy breathing, quiet gasps, and the occasional creak of the stall door when you moved too much.

Without a word, Thanos pushed you off his lap, your ass hitting the ground with a light thug.

“Oi! What the fuck–” Your words are immediately silenced when he shimmies his pants down while still sitting on the closed toilet. His cock springs out, hard and leaking pre.

Oh

You got up carefully, trying your hardest not to make a sound. It would not be good if a guard walked in on the two of you. 

You tugged your pants down, cock springing out– before settling back down on his lap, so that both your dicks were almost touching.

“Maybe this isn’t a good idea–” He breaks off, eyes wide as you wrap one of your hands around both your cocks.

You teasingly dragged your hand up and down your lengths, your other hand soon joining in. Both your hands were pumping your cocks in a similar fashion, as Thanos’s grip on your waist tightened even more.

Your mouth practically latched onto his neck, sucking and biting at whatever skin you found exposed. His eyes scrunched shut, whatever state the weed gave him was slowly starting to disappear, replaced by the feeling of your hands on him, your mouth on him. He could feel you everywhere.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck as he came without warning, shuddering as his cock spurted on yours, giving you enough slick to get to your own release.

"You okay there?" you teased, dragging your lips down his jaw.

"Shut up," he gritted out, gripping your waist even tighter.

You barely had time to smirk before—

The stall door rattled.

You both froze.

Footsteps.

Silence.

Then—

The lock clicked.

The door cracked open, and a guard just stood there, red mask tilted slightly as he took in the absolute mess in front of him.

Your brain short-circuited.

Thanos, still half-dazed, just blinked up at him. "...Yo."

The guard looked left. Looked right.

Then?

He stepped inside and shut the stall behind him.

You stared. "Huh?"

Thanos just grinned. "Oh, this is gonna be fun."

© carnalcrows on tumblr. Please do not steal my works as I spend time, and I take genuine effort to do them.

[cressidium]

rizz will never die🥴 Happy Valentine's Day💜

[lakesel]

Choi Subong “Thanos” - Just boyfriend.

Warning : Dysphoria

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “Thanos x ftm reader?” -anon

Reader : male (he/you)

A/N : bold is in English. // reader is taking testosterone and has done top surgery but is not out to his parents. // kinda short ;-;

Thanos knew there was something going on with you. Your hair, clothes, your voice, actions. Sometimes you made him think you were more of a boy than a girl.

But you weren’t close enough for him to worry about it and for you to explain everything, until your friendship deepened, spending more time together.

“T, I’m gonna be serious for a minute or two, and your reaction will really matter for the future of our friendship.” You announced one day.

“Okay ?” He replied with a frown, more confused than anything.

“Because I’m doing some spring cleaning in my friendships and I have something to say.”

He looked with wide eyes, waiting for you to continue. Stop creating so much tension.

“I’m trans.”

“Huh ?” He chuckled, confused. You bit down a nervous smile.

“I’d like you to gender me as a man.” You added. “Stop viewing me as a chick and start using he/him when referring to me.”

“Huh ?”

“Huh ?” You imitated him. “Did I stun the great Thanos ?”

“Fuck you mean you’re not a chick ?! Since when ?”

Cue to a long discussion about how you’ve been feeling for a long time and your visits with a lot of professionals.

It took him a bit of time to use your right set of pronouns. Not because he doesn’t care, but because he constantly had to watch his mouth to not accidentally out you to random people, and he loves to yap. Which happened a couple of times. Luckily they just looked at him weirdly before moving on, thinking he just mixed his words up.

So you had an idea. You told him to use your chosen pronouns no matter the situation you were in, and if someone asked something, you’d reply it’s just a private joke between you two. It worked well, but not that much with your parents.

“He ?”

“Yeah… ?” Thanos replied looking at your mom with a confused expression. Did he say something wrong ?

“Yes, sorry, it’s an inside joke. ” You quickly added with a smile, grabbing Thanos by the back of his neck like you would grab a cat doing something it shouldn’t.

“An inside joke ?” Your mom asked, still not understanding.

“Yeah, she’s just so used to calling me a ‘he’ that she does it naturally now.” You flashed her a smile, hoping she’d bite and leave you alone. “Right Subong ?”

“Uh, yeah…”

“Maybe if you looked less like a man that wouldn’t happen. Did you stop putting the padded push up bras I bought you ? It looks like your boobs completely disappeared.” She approached to put her hands on your chest but you pulled away, taking a step back.

“I’m old enough to buy my own.”

“Put them back on and that man will stop calling you a ‘he’. He’ll easily remember you’re a girl.” She said, walking away.

You blinked slowly, grimacing, lightly squeezing Thanos’ neck. You felt like you were back in school.

“I’m sorry.” Thanos whispered.

“Shut up.”

He’s met a couple trans people here and there, mainly fans who corrected him when he addressed them wrong. He just looked at them confused and moved on. Okay, whatever, next.

“Weird, I met a dude who told me he wasn’t one.” He says in a voice message a few minutes after leaving said fan.

“It means that person is probably trans.” You sent back with a laugh.

“What, like you ?”

“Yeah but the other way around.”

“Can’t he… Mh… She ? Should I say she ? Can’t she donate her dick to you ?”

“Yes, she. And no it doesn’t work that way. And maybe she already got rid of it.”

“What do they do with it ? Once the dick is detached ?”

“How do you think they make dildos ?” You replied laughing before continuing. “No, the dick isn’t detached, it’s just heavily modified so it becomes a vagina. The rest that’s useless is discarded. Into the trash can~”

“Wait- so you can’t give her your boobs either ?”

“Ah, this hurts, T. I got them removed a year ago.” You whined. “Didn’t my mom speak about them in front of you one day, talking about how they disappeared ?”

“It wasn’t because you didn’t put on the bras she gave you ?”

“No ! I had boobs you could see even without bras, come on !”

“I never saw them.”

“You perv.” You laughed. “Stop looking for people’s boobs.”

“No~”

“Anyway. I used to alway put on a binder so I guess you couldn’t see the difference once I got them removed.”

“How was I supposed to know, then !? You tell me nothing !”

“Ah, fucking bastard, now it’s my fault ?! We weren’t big friends back then, why would I tell you ? Huh ?!”

“Because we’re best friends now ! We tell each other when we take a shit, no ? So tell me when you do something.”

You send him a voice message of you just sighing very loudly.

“Okay. I’ll tell you when I get a dick, then.” You added in another message.

“Send me pictures, okay ?”

“Fuck off.” You replied, laughing.

He’s really great and supportive but he makes mistakes by thinking too much sometimes.

“What’s up my girlboyfriend ?” Thanos asked, waving his hands in the air, approaching you.

You slowly looked away from your laptop, turning to him, looking at him in confusion.

“What ?” You asked calmly.

“My girlboyfriend.” He repeated confidently.

You slowly shook your head.

“No.” At his lack of response you continued. “Why the fuck- why would you call me girlboyfriend ?” You leaned closer, trying to understand his thought process.

“Because you were a girl… and now you’re a boy.” He stated, as if it was the most logical thing.

“What ? Why-” You rubbed your face. “Why would you mix past and present ? And I wasn’t a girl, I was still a boy, I just didn’t know it ? Were you really straight before realizing you were actually bisexual ?”

He looked at you then to the sides, thinking while pouting.

“Boyfriend ?” He finally asked, making you chuckle lightly.

“Yeah !”

“Okay.” He nodded, throwing his hands in the air again.

There are times where your mood is at an all time low. Dysphoria kicking your ass as you can’t find what to wear to ease it a bit. It wasn’t your chest the problem, but your overall appearance. Though you had a packer on, you knew it was fake and your brain refused to not think about it.

You’d sometimes refuse to hang out or go on dates because of it. And each time you mentioned why, Thanos quickly rushed to your place, ringing your doorbell constantly till you finally opened him, ready to hype you up.

He sometimes brings a bag of his own clothes so you could wear them. You already buy yours in men’s sections either on the internet or physically but wearing his baggy clothes does help a bit.

He’s not the type to gently hype you, coaxing you into feeling yourself manly enough. He’ll literally yell at you.

“What are you on about ?! Are you some type of dumbass ?!” He’s already yelling as soon as you open the door.

You glared weakly at him, already wanting to kick him out.

“Quickly feel normal again ! You’re a man, so man up !” He strongly patted your arm, nearly making you stumble to the side.

“Hey, you wanna fight ?! Why are you yelling at me like that ?! You come into my house and dare insult me ?! The fucking nerves !”

“I’m not gonna pick you up piece by piece ! Are you crazy ?! You’re a man, what part of you screams the opposite ?!”

He had touched a sore spot.

“So many parts of my body are screaming it ! Are you fucking blind ?! My pussy, my scars, my muscles- my… ” You sighed, tired, letting yourself fall onto the couch with a groan. “Everything.” You added, your arm covering your face. You've had enough.

You loved being able to take testosterone, going to the gym to define your muscles, watching YouTube videos to change your voice, but it wasn’t going fast enough and you wished you didn’t have to do that and more. It was so slow and you’d have to take testosterone all your life, a constant reminder you weren’t a biological man.

He stared at you, disconcerted. Generally you’d yell back at him, arguing back and forth till everything that frustrated you was out the window. But sometimes it didn’t work, your thoughts and anxiety getting the best of you.

Sighing, Thanos approached you, unsure if you wanted space or not. He decided to try anyway, squeezing himself between you and the backrest of the couch, wrapping his arms around you.

“Come on. You’re still a man.”

You hummed, trying to get a hold of yourself. Though you had already cried before him, you didn’t like doing so, feeling too weak.

“You should-”

“I don’t want problem solving.” You quickly said, cutting him off. You already knew what he was gonna say anyway.

He rubbed your back with one hand, the other one pulling your arms away from your face, letting him plant a kiss on your forehead.

You moved closer, as if it was possible, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, his fingers now tapping rhythmically on your back.

“Keep being patient. Your bottom surgery is already planned, anyway.”

“I know.” You replied quietly, sighing. “But it’s so far away.”

“When you go back to Thailand I’ll follow you, okay ? Don’t want you to feel too much at home and never come back to me.”

You smiled weakly, closing your eyes.

“Ah… How will I get rid of you then ?”

“Can’t and won’t.”

[fredtheengels]

WHERE is the compilation of every time namgyu calls thanos “hyung”

[spicyspiders]

i’ll take you high

thanos x male reader smut. a deal is made when you show up thanos’ place with not enough cash.

1.6k words

cw: thanos (he’s his own warning), mentions of drug use, dubious consent, and oral sex.

“I can’t afford this.”

“The fuck you mean you can’t afford this?” Thanos snatches the money out of your hard, nearly ripping it, “this all you brought?”

“It’s all I’m used to paying,” you reply, trying to keep your tone steady. It was difficult not to whine the words out after the week you just had, you just wanted what you knew would take the edge off. It was just as difficult to not be angry at your last dealer. He didn’t give you a reason why he wasn’t going to sell to you anymore, only leaving you with the phone number to this guy.

What kind of name is Thanos?

“I don’t sell that cheap shit like you’re used to,” he said with a laugh. “Mine is more expensive,” and if his apartment is any indicator of the amount he sold and the amount he made, he’s right.

“I can go get more cash,” you grumble, standing up only to be shoved back down onto the couch. The force knocks the breath out of you, and you watch up in confusion as Thanos tosses the money down onto the coffee table behind him.

Thanos grabs your chin in a tight grasp to tilt your face up, turning your head to the left, and then the right. “You’ll do, pretty boy.”

“What?” You ask after he lets you go.

“I don’t like my time being wasted,” Thanos says, staring down at you. He places a hand between his legs, sending a chill through your body, “so I’ll cut you a deal,” he says with a smirk as he begins to rub his crotch through his jeans, “since you’re a first-time customer.”

“Can’t I just go get more money?” you ask, watching the sizable bulge growing under his hand.

Thanos' hand is back under your chin, forcing your eyes to lock with his with a snarl, “I don’t like repeating myself, either. You suck me off or you get the fuck out.”

You jerk your head from his grasp before knocking his hand away from his pants. You try your best to glare at him, but end up hating your decision upon seeing the look of satisfaction on his face. Thanos was cocky, a trait that you picked up on easily in what seemed like minutes after meeting him, and it was hard to deny how much it turns you on.

It also didn’t help how attractive Thanos was on his own. It had nearly knocked you off your feet when he opened the door earlier, not expecting it at all, especially after your last dealer told you his name when he had given you his number. You don’t remember what you expected him to look like, but it certainly wasn’t the person who ended up opening the door.

His half-hard cock sprang from his pants, the head peeking from the foreskin. You took it by the base, giving it an experimental tug. The carpet, not to your surprise, didn’t match the drapes, though, you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. It would have been kind of cool to see purple pubic hair.

You could feel Thanos’ cock grow harder in your fingers, the hard sensitive skin warming your already sweaty palm. It was nearly fully erect when you guided the head to your tongue, your fingers wrapped once more around the base.

You slid your tongue under the foreskin, tasting clean skin under your tongue. You could tell Thanos kept himself clean when he first opened his door and the smell of his cologne wafted out the door, but his cock still had that musky smell that could drive you crazy. It combined to make a scent that was all Thanos.

You could hear Thanos gasp when you swirl your tongue around the spongy head, a drop of precum hitting your tongue after hearing another gasp. “You done this before?” Thanos asks after you pull off his cock, a heavy hand on the back of your neck.

You drag your tongue from the base along the vein along the underside of his cock before responding, “maybe,” you say, struggling to keep back the shiver that runs through your body at the feel of his cool rings at the back of your neck.

You see a flash of bright white teeth as Thanos smiles, “I can tell,” he says, his words falling off with a loud groan. You just wanted to shut him up as you sucked his hard cock back into your mouth, but of course, he’d be loud in bed. Closing your eyes did little to help in trying to ignore him, the image of Thanos’ smug face now seemingly burned in the back of your retinas. You wondered even why you were trying, it was only a matter of time before he saw the bulge of your cock in your pants from sucking him off.

The sounds he made only grew in volume as you took his cock deeper, as did his fingers around the back of your neck. His hips twitched forward when you brought a hand up to his balls, rolling them between his fingers. Tears fell from your eyes as the head of his cock neared the back of your throat, threatening your gag reflex into action.

“Fuck,” Thanos groans, his hips moving back until his cock fell free with a wet noise from your mouth. He wraps a hand around the base so he can smear the wet head of his cock along your lips, “you’re fuckin’ good at this,” he says, his voice full of lust.

The praise went straight to your cock, making it harder to ignore. You try to cut it off by bringing your spread legs together, but it only creates friction that makes you gasp. Bad idea. You look up, attempting to steal a peak at Thanos to see if he noticed, and you’re met with the sight of his mouth curled in satisfaction.

“You like that?” He asks huskily, his hand gliding along his cock, the path slick from your mouth.

Not wanting to give him any more satisfaction, you instead swipe your tongue along the slit, licking up the precum his fingers had just stroked out. Thanos’ hand moves off the base when you move further down. The moan Thanos lets out rings loudly in your ears when you suck one of his balls into your mouth, another ringing out when you go to the next.

Your lips feel slick and messy with spit when Thanos grits out a deep, “enough,” locking you in place under the command of his voice. You look up, waiting in anticipation as your heart hammers in your chest, waiting for Thanos to make the next move.

His next move is to wrap his fingers back around his cock, his fist moving quickly back and forth. The slick noise grows louder and louder, alongside Thanos’ panting. His free hand went to your chin, tilting your face in the direction of whatever he was about to do.

“Might want to close your eyes for this,” Thanos says, his voice breathy, letting you know exactly what he’s about to do.

It only feels like seconds after you’ve shut your eyes that you feel the warmth of Thanos’ spend hit your face. Though you were expecting it, it still makes you jump from the force, heat, and smell.

His orgasm isn’t any different from his moans from earlier, still loud and edging on over the top like he wanted to make sure all of your attention is on him. Not really like you had the choice not to as Thanos kept coming and coming.

You stay still, tense with focus even as Thanos runs his fingers along your eyes, “look at me,” he pants.

You open your eyes slowly, making sure his cum wasn’t going to drip into your eyes. Your eyes open to the click of a camera shutter as Thanos snaps a few photos. You try to move away, but he keeps you in place with a wet hand around the back of your neck.

“Couldn’t help myself,” Thanos says with a laugh as he tosses his phone down onto the table behind him, right beside the cash you brought. “That’ll make a nice contact photo,” he says nonchalantly as he tucks his soft cock away and buttons up his jeans.

You feel your cock begin to soften as you watch Thanos walk away. He returns moments later with a few paper towels, “clean yourself up,” he says in that same commanding tone.

You jump when you feel something fall onto your lap, and you have to bite your lip to keep from hissing from the stimulation to your softening cock, “what about the money I brought?” You ask when you pull the paper towel away and see your money and the bag of what you originally came here for.

“I promised you a discount, didn’t I?” Thanos asks, standing next to his door.

You aren’t sure of where to put the paper towels, so you lay them as neatly as you can on the table in front of you. You walk slowly up the door under Thanos’ intense gaze.

He crowds you up against the door, boxing your body in, “you’re mine now,” Thanos says, his eyes flicking from your eyes down to your lips as he speaks, “you need more weed? You come to me, okay?”

”Okay,” you whisper.

“Good boy,” Thanos responds, his face coming closer until his lips are pressed to yours in a kiss much softer than you were expecting.

“Do you do this with all your customers?” You ask, hating how breathy your voice sounds.

“Only the pretty ones,” Thanos responds before he sends you out the door with one last kiss.

[angeldiarybook]

AWWW STOP 😭✋🏼

[saraaisfree]

husbands!!

[dizzycycl0ne]

thinking about TOP calling nam-gyu “my nam-su”…… he was crazy for that

[kokamobi]

The mattress dipped where he fell to his knees at the foot of the bed. Thanos, unfazed by the movement and the extra weight, kept sleeping.

Years had passed, Thanos showed, but that only made him hotter in Namgyu’s opinion.

He felt an oppression in his chest, and he really hoped it was withdrawal. He crawled, making sure to dig his knees on Thanos’ legs. But that didn’t disturb him, either. Namgyu exhaled an annoyed sigh.

He sat on his heels next to Thanos’ torso. He could kill him now. He wouldn't even notice, life abandoning him once Namgyu was done with him. He wished he had brought his own pillow to choke him to death.

Or was he already dead? That would explain his lack of answer.

An icy shudder went down his spine. Thanos couldn’t be dead, right?

Namgyu’s breath ragged, a hand flying to Thanos’ neck, feeling his pulse beating strong under his fingertips. He sighed, relieved. Now that he thought about it, he had seen Thanos’ chest rising and falling with deep, slow breaths from his bed earlier. Gods. He put a hand on Thanos’ chest just for good measure.

Was it Thanos’ pulse he felt under his fingertips? Or was it his own?

Fucking shit.

He squeezed, a hand constricting Thanos’ throat, the other squeezing Thanos’ pec. His muscles were harder than Namgyu expected.

He quickly retreated his hands, tucking his hair behind his ears, heat spreading through his cheeks. Thanos was so off he could just take a pill out, go back to his bed and enjoy some sleep.

“Hyung,” he called softly. Unsurprisingly, nothing happened. Namgyu shook him by the shoulder. “Hyung,” he called again, louder this time, shaking him harder.

[borndeadangel]

thangyu wip

[agnarid-deactivated20260112]

They're narc4narc, they're narcissists. I know because I say so.

[squid-are-fun]

Thanos: Hey Nam-Su?

Nam-Gyu: yeah...?

Thanos: Do ya think it was fate we met?

Nam-Gyu: ...Your not real...

Thanos: Aw dude come on! Don't be like that man

Nam-Gyu: your just in my mind

Thanos: ...well then why I'm I still here then?

Nam-Gyu: ... Thats the problem

Player 230 eliminated

Your not.

[mrs403]

thagyu wip

[sombrashe]

thangyu headcanons

bi4bi

artist (drawing) x artist (rapping)

cat dads

girl dads

overbite namgyu x underbite thanos

softest brow eyes you've ever seen namgyu x staring into your soul thanos

marvel rivals namgyu x overwatch 2 thanos

flawless flirting namgyu x stutters when flirting thanos

talks in his sleep namgyu x snores in his sleep thanos

physical touch namgyu x quality time thanos

needs glasses namgyu x needs a retainer thanos

calm (yet a fiend) sober namgyu x feral (yet not a fiend) sober thanos

collects physical forms of media namgyu x i can find it online thanos

we should go in there namgyu x dude that place has been abandoned for decades thanos

night owl namgyu x early bird thanos

why do i have a headache namgyu x you've literally only drank monsters today thanos

hey can you put the necklace on the table? it's hitting me in the face namgyu x at least my chain is long enough not like your baby chain thanos

secret piercings namgyu x secret tattoos thanos

moon namgyu x sun thanos

winter namgyu x spring thanos

whats the temperature outside? namgyu x siri whats the temperature outside? thanos

got really into skiing namgyu x got really into crocheting thanos

never left the country namgyu x world tour thanos

[blissfulbluee]