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mari. they/them. twenties. hispanic. leo. multi-fandom. infj. shameless freak.

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i promise i’m writing something!!! i’ve been at it since the 26th of february😭🙏 if imma write something i want it to be good since i haven’t posted anything since october i believe 😅 i’ll have it finished some time this week trust

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masterlist

✦ - smut

mcu

did i cross your mind? BOB REYNOLDS

mortal kombat

don't look at anything else, just feel me SMOKE ✦

top gun maverick

are you sure you want to do this? BOB FLOYD ✦ can we cam up? BOB FLOYD ✦

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who i write for.

mcu - avengers, f4, thunderbolts*, etc.

mk1 - johnny cage, kenshi takahasi, reptile, smoke, raiden, mileena, kung lao, kitana, sub-zero, scorpion, liu kang.

game of thrones - arya stark, bran stark, brienne of tarth, daenerys targaryen, ned stark, gendry baratheon, jaime lannister, jon snow, robb stark, sandor "the hound" clegane, sansa stark, podrick payne, oberyn martell.

house of the dragon - daemon targaryen rhaenyra targaryen otto hightower, criston cole, alicent hightower, jacaerys velaryon, aegon ii targaryen, aemond targaryen, cregan stark, gwayne hightower, davos blackwood, harwin strong.

a knight of the seven kingdoms - ser duncan the tall, lyonel baratheon, aerion targaryen, baelor targaryen, maekar targaryen, daeron targaryen, valarr targaryen.

other - top gun and the pitt.

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౨ৎ although i mainly write sfw. minors dni with my nsfw posts that i occasionally post. i will block u if u do.

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rules

౨ৎ i do not write: incest, faucest, r#pe, scat, vomit, piss kinks, age play, graphic descriptions of gore.

౨ৎ fics, drabbles, and oneshots are to be expected.

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can we cam up?

who: bob floyd x reader (top gun maverick) contains: SMUT (minors dni). dildo. webcam sex. cyber sex. e-sex. long distance relationship. nudes mentioned. recording mentioned. praise. sub/dom slight themes. words cunt, cum, length, dick, cock, ass, slick, etc. lmk if i missed anything. wc: 2,564

it started with pictures.

just a slight tease to what you were wearing under your dress while you two were on your dinner date.

sending multiple at a time so it could give his phone that constant buzzing, you told him he could answer it while you went to go wash up. halfway through the walk, you could hear him loudly coughing as it seemed like he kind of choked on his water. giving him time to gather himself, you took your time walking back, only to be met with his flushed face and his rushed words of him having paid for the meal and that you two could head out.

the passionate and heavy kiss he gave you before letting you go to shove the keys in the ignition to start the car and get you both home straight away left you slightly dazed.

that night he took you in ways that had you still feeling him there the next morning.

then it progressed with videos.

after a few words exchanged on how it would be done and where they would be stored, the camera was set up and the night was filled with slightly louder moans and groans and heavier and faster thrusts—with some body aching positions that had him rubbing your joints as an apology.

each video saved and stored away. whether you two decided it was good to keep or if you just wanted to see it once and trashed the next it always led to a smaller second round that ended in a early second finish. still felt just as good as the first.

that day, you knew to purchase window film that and curtains that made sure no one could see when and where he decided to take and record you.

the videos seemed to help you both when he went on deployments. they never lasted that long but that didn't make the aching feeling of missing him any lighter.

which is where you were now.

setting up a recently purchased webcam.

usually you would have just settled for the crappy computer camera that you would use when you would video call him while he was away, but it just made you want to make this call even more perfect. never was Bob ever that adventurous about your sex life, sure it was never really an issue for you when he worshiped your entire being like it was the most holiest sinful prayer he's ever said, but a little excitement thrown in bit by bit didn't hurt nobody (that's what you tell yourself as you rub your hips as you soak in the warm water of the bath after a particular evening you teased him to his wits end).

as you were fixing yourself into the view of camera, the familiar ringtone of bobs incoming video call filled the nerve frying silence causing you to knock the camera you worked so hard on to tumble to your lap. choosing to just answer the call, the face that you missed so much appeared on screen.

"wow if i knew we were starting right off the bat i would have came prepared." even in nerve wrecking heated moments like this, he still found some way to put your nerves at ease with a little joke.

camera in hand the view of you standing and slightly reaching over the monitor to finally stick the webcam in place gave him a view of the lace that was starting to peek out the collar of your deep-cut shirt, "was just having issues setting up the camera, i think i got it now." sitting back down, you saw his slight red face and the way his chest seemed to rise and fall slightly quick that you were used to gave you hints that he was already heading right to where the purpose of this call was for.

"how do you want me to start this for you? want me to strip for you? or should i show you what i have with me?" giving a little tug to the middle of your shirt, the peek of the lace turned to showing the intricate pattern of the lace that spread to the cups of the bra.

"strip for me first honey. I've been dying to see you and your body all day now." oh the firmness and honesty in his words always burned you up inside and the push in initiative always had your thighs clenching to alleviate the ache that he always filled.

starting off slowly with your shirt, you decided to slow you actions on purpose to see if he would say anything about it, keeping eye contact with the image of him on screen as you can see his eyes wander all over what you showed him on his screen.

"now isn't the time to be teasing me honey. why do you speed up on the shirt so i can see what you give me a show of what panties you got on underneath." ah you knew he'd pick up on the timing but hearing him confirm it and giving you the order to hurry had you undies being flooded with your arousal.

picking up the pace with your shirt you stood up and slightly backed up both you and the chair so that he could see the jean shorts that were about to be removed right after. he knew which jean shorts to be exact as he loved how they shaped your ass—and now they looked on the floor that same night you talked about recording your sessions that same night.

giving him a little spin and stopping once your back was to the camera, you quickly unbuttoned the front and slowed your pacing when giving the sides of the shorts a slight push down your hips, angling your ass out so he could see the slick covered patch were your cunt was just waiting to be filled.

not even being close to the computer speaker, you could still hear how his breaths got deeper and faster. oh the affect you had on him, and he couldn't complain cause there was no one else he would rather be like this for. just you. only you.

"alright baby lets see what you got with you. whats gonna give you that stretch that I cant give you right now." all he was met with was you little laughter.

"i'm not showing you anything more until you let me see you." at the end of your words, you had him peeling of his shirt with one hand and slightly lowing his camera so you can see more of lower stomach and more of his boxers that were strained from the bulge of cock.

the air around seemed to get warmed and your hands seemed to reach or to the toys that you set out. ready to show him what you had—what was going to try to fill the space that he left.

"i got this little bullet vibrator that i think is at half battery since i haven't used it in a while and i recently ordered this and it arrived today." showing him the bright pink slight see-through silicone dildo. it seemed to have a suction cup but you knew you weren't going to use that in this setting.

"i don't want you to hurt yourself so you got any oil or lube with you baby?" him taking your comfort in account even when he wasn't next to you had you even hotter for him.

"water lube is right next to me." showing him the little bottle, it gave him the green light to take it further.

"drip some of the lube on the toy baby. we gotta get it nice and wet so it can slide right in." following his words like a command, the snap of the lid was heard and you brought it into view and you laid a good drop on the tip of the toy, settling the bottle down and moving your hand to tip and wrapping your hand around it. giving it a slow stroke from tip to base, coating it in the drippy liquid. the shuffle of clothing was heard making you move your eyes from the semi realistic veins of the toy to the screen as you see Bob move his boxers a little down. causing his cock to slap the skin of his stomach.

seeing the flush red spread from the tip to a mild pink of the base was a sight you had been waiting for.

"lets work you open honey so set the toy down and grab the bullet." letting the dildo fall onto its suction base with a plop!, you quickly grabbed at the bullet, its coldness causing you to shiver a bit, giving Bob a great view of your boobs moving a bit.

"start with two fingers baby and circle your clit with the toy on low." with the command he gave you, you quickly moved to remove your panties, leaving them to dangle on one ankle, and seated back into the chair. spreading your legs, letting him have a view of your slick covered folds and drenched sex.

the view of you was perfect. taking a mental picture for the rest of the week that he was going to go without seeing your face, he readjusted his hand to the base of his length, giving himself slow strokes to cover his hand and length with the drips of precum that was already making its way down.

coating your fingers with the wetness of you slick, you danced around the entrance a bit before giving the push, the squeeze was tight but as you worked your fingers in and out you couldn't help but look up at him, waiting for anything that he could give you, "good girl, don't forget about the toy. lets hear the buzz baby."

turning the toy on, you pressed the pace mode button once, the buzzing of the toy caused your core to tighten around your fingers.

starting from the top of the clit, you worked your way around it. dancing circles with the bullet and working your fingers in and out of you, the sounds that fell out your mouth mixing themselves with the wet buzzes of the toy and the slip and slide of your fingers had worked Bob up to no end.

"lets try two more fingers honey. you know how much bigger my fingers are compared to yours. we gotta stretch you out nicely so you don't get hurt."the buzzing feeling that teases the sweet spot of your slit as your fingers stretch you out have you slipping in and out of your hazy head space, but nothing compared to the reassuring feeling that came from Bobs words as you eased in another two fingers into your cunt. it was like he was right next to you, working his fingers in and out of you as he whispered his words into your ears, filling you with that warm feeling of love that always seemed to envelop you when he was around.

feeling the tightness of your core had you recognizing the burning feeling in your loins, almost driving you head first into your growing orgasm, only to be interrupted by Bobs voice breaking through the mix of sounds that were coming out of you, "you're ready now baby, lets get that toy now."

he already knew you were close to that release. the way your fingers quicken their pace in and out of your entrance and the way you were already loosening your grip on the bullet, he knew your telltale signs. of course he would. from the first time you two rolled in his sheets after the fourth date, he made it his mission to memorize everything about you body. he wasn't going to let you finish without seeing you move the much bigger toy inside you.

the drop of the bullet toy hitting the ground was pushed aside as you breath quicken at the sight of the toy that was standing proud on your desk. shined with lubricant, the bright pink toy seemed to be the object of excitement to both you and Bob, him ready to see you pump yourself with it and you finally being able to have something try to fill the deep space that Bob left inside you.

unplugging the toy from the desk and lowering it your entrance, you waited till Bob gave you any word to proceed, not wanting to ruin the moment with your hastiness and impatience.

"go slow honey, don't want to rush the fun too much." with that you let the tip slip inside, working in more and more till you could reach the base with the fake balls sat. it measured to Bobs length in size but couldn't compare in weight and thickness, but you could work with what you had and at this moment with the release that was put on pause still simmering in your core you were ready to quicken your pace.

the faint sound of Bob giving you the go ahead, you quickened the pumps of the toy even faster, once settling a good pace you raised your head, wanting to keep eye contact with Bob, only to already be met with him pretty darkened blue eyes watching you.

that made him quicken his strokes. letting out words of encouragement mixed with those lovely moans and groans that pushed you further towards the sweet release you were waiting for.

"i can-you're almost there honey. cmon baby show me how good you were fucking yourself. let me see you cum baby." his words only made you move the toy faster causing your moans and cries to grown louder. that what he needed. the sounds of you nearing your release. to help him get closer to that same edge you were now dangling on.

"cum for me baby i know you can." without a second wasted, your spasming cunt squeezed the toy letting your ride out your release causing your to squirt a little on the ground. the sight was so heavenly to Bob it had him release his cum into his hand, some landing on his thighs and stomach.

slowing the pumps of both your toy and his hand, the sighs of relief were all to be heard. giving yourself some time to get to a clear head, you could see him clean himself and his hands, slotting him softening member back into his loose boxers. you made no move to tighten your hold as you let the toy plop down on the ground right next to the bullet that was still giving its light buzz.

"i cant be there to take care of you right now baby, but just run yourself a bath with the bubbles that's underneath the sink and drink some water. i should be able to call you next week with any updates. i can already hear Phoenix's footsteps down the hall. Love you sweetheart, you did so good for me." throwing him a quick kiss, you were then met with a ended call screen.

only thing you could do now was let yourself breath before you could hobble your way to your shared bathroom hoping the time could go by faster so you could be together again.

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don't look at anything else, just feel me

who: smoke x reader contains: SMUT (minors dni). making out. wandering hands. coming untouched (no grinding or any attention to it). gn!reader (if its not pls let me know). wc: 2,417

being a long time friend of Johnny's, you were there for the highs and lows of his life. from the many failed auditions to the red carpet of his best movies (which were all but you cant let him get a big head about it). stood at his side at his wedding and gave the best damn speech that same night. who would've know that they decline in his popularity would affect his personal relationships this much, but you weren't about to leave him stranded alone.

you've seen him at his lows when Cristina left him and when he disappeared for a while and started talking about the people he met and this tournament, you thought he finally lost it, but when the people in his stories actually existed you couldn't do anything else but sit with the fact that he was right about everything he said.

it wasn't that bad of a pill to swallow because the friends he made during his time at this tournament were good people (and weren't all that bad looking to look at either), one in particular took up your mind and thoughts.

Tomas Vrbada.

after hearing them call him Smoke, you asked for his real name and oh did it sound so nice coming from him. of course you asked him if he took offense to you calling him by his first name but by the burning red ears and matching tint that spread across his face it didn't seem like he minded all that much.

and it was a face that became a regular thing everyone saw when you were around him.

and seeing that he was a regular at Johnny's place, you couldn't help but tease and entice him a little. watching his face burn a bright red was always a sight to see and watching the composed man squirm in his place stoked the flames of your attraction for him even more.

which brought you to where you are now.

giving Tomas a little wave goodbye as Johnny escorted them out of his place after discussing whatever he and the god of fire and his group talk about.

"when will you just let him breathe in peace?" you can tell Johnny meant no harm in his question when a chuckle followed.

"the sooner he asks me out the lighter the teasing will get. i'm just trying to see when he will finally make the move to shut me up." when he faced you after shutting the door, you just gave him a little shrug and walked back to grab your stuff to leave as well.

"don't let him know that i'm even telling you this but he has made some jabs at asking what you like to do and what are some good places around here that you like." you couldn't help but rush out the door to get to him once you what johnny said.

now that you have a inkling that Tomas is curious about you as well, you couldn't let him run off. who knows when he would actually ask you and you can’t wait any longer.

so when the three who left were just a few steps away from the door, they couldn't help but look to who was leaving Johnny's place.

trying to make it seem like you didn't just sprint out of Johnny's door, you gave them a small smile and gestured at him to come closer.

when he turned to the others to see if they minded, Kuai Lang couldn't help but shove him towards you, ready to see what a blubbering fool his adoptive brother turns out to be when in the vicinity of you.

"did you need something from me?" oh how cute he was starting to look when the flushed expression continued to spread across his face.

"yeah when are you free from you responsibilities cause i know this great place that serves great food." you can guess that anybody didn't expect that from you when his eyes widened and Kuai had to look away as he coughed uncontrollably.

"oh- i can- i think i -" stuttering and looking everywhere but at you, he finally had to look back at Kuai and Lin for any help.

seeing as Kuai was no help, Lin spoke up, "he'll be free in two days time. well have Johnny help him reach you."

"thank you Lin. see you in two days Tomas." leaving him with a peck on the cheek. you had to plan what exactly you wanted to do with him on that day.

the next day, johnny couldn't help but bombard you with questions of what you were thinking, where were you going to take him, if you were gonna be risky, what you were going to wear and every question he could possibly think of.

"i don't really put out on the first date but i don't really see myself with anyone else." as crazy as it sounded to johnny when you said that, you couldn't really wrap your head around what you just said as well.

sure you didn't mind just rolling through life with your friend and family at your side, but you couldn't help but feel jealous when you saw people you knew get married or start their families. you knew it was way too soon to think about that with Tomas in mind, but when you spent more moments in the day thinking about him and what hes doing, you knew you were done for.

"well i’ll have him waiting at your front door, but i’m going to have to give him the talk even though he is one of my close friends, i can't have him disrespecting one of my own." puffing out his chest, he tried to lighten the mood with his usually light hearted jokes.

"tell him to bring me something that reminds him of me. it'll be something nice i can look forward to." with that the subject was changed but you couldn't help but wonder how the date was going to go.

would he wear something he considers casual or would he show up in his usual attire? will the mask be on or off? should i order takeout and just spend the day with him in your place or take him for a walk around the plazas nearby? oh your mind wasn't going to let you sleep comfortably tonight.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

woken up from the prepared alarm that you made sure to set, you jumped up from your bed and into the shower.

Johnny warned you that Tomas would be at your doorstep at 6pm sharp, so you had just enough time to get ready to leave yourself with some time to question your clothes and triple check everything that had you worrying.

as time went by, your heart lurched itself into your throat at the sound of your doorbell.

using the peephole to make sure its actually him, you can sort of see the way hes moving around in one place. the sight of that calms your heart knowing that he is also nervous for this date just as much as you were.

taking a deep breathe, you opened the door at the same time you exhaled and the sight that you got to see clearly warmed your heart even more.

there he stood with a small bouquet of daisies and not just any random ones. it was a mixture of whites, pinks, and blues.

new beginnings, affection, and loyalty.

as you admired the daisies in his hand, he drank you in. there you stood so breathtaking as you always did. the words of encouragement and advice that Johnny gave to him disappeared from his mind as all he could think about was you.

this heart warming moment that started at the beginning of the night didn't prepare either of you for the way the night was going to have in store.

it seemed like all the questions that you had the night before were answered as the night went on.

casual clothing or regular attire? it seems like johnny helped him out to his closet cause now he donned on Johnny's usual black slacks and his gray silk smooth button up.

mask on or off? the mask was most definitely off as you were able to see the full spread of expressions that Tomas was revealing tonight. the red tint was of course in constant attendance but it didn't keep your eyes off his.

take out or public place? with the way he was dress and your comfortable attire that was public acceptable, it would have been a shame to stay in the whole night. plus it was nice showing him everything that he doesn't really get to see on a regular.

the night was perfect and there was never really a dull moment with him, so as you got closer to your door, you couldn't help but stall with your keys as you tried to think of what to say to get him to stay, but it seemed like he didn't want to depart from you as well.

"so how long have you been in this area? from what i saw, you really know how to make a house a home." 'a house a home?' his attempt to being let in didn't go unnoticed and you had to hold everything within you back when all you wanted to do was jump his bones.

"yeah come in. ill show you around. no one really is here with me and i usually hang at Johnny's when he's there and i'm not at work." opening the door your mind couldn't help but race as you try to remember every inch of your place to make sure you had it presentable.

the conversation came and went as you gave him a tour of your humble abode, showing him the trinkets you had decorating the place to pointing out the different people you had in your pictures that meant a lot to you.

"i may not have went through that whole tournament that Johnny told me about but i consider you all some people i hold dear so if you have a photo that i can make a copy of, id love to frame it." leading him to your living room couch, you couldn't help but be aware of how close he was. nor did you miss the way his blue eyes had this shine to them that you felt yourself getting lost in.

he listened to your voice and made sure to keep track of every detail being important to him as if someone was going to quiz him on it. his eyes tracked the way your lips moved and how your hands expressed what you words couldn't. the scent of you seemed to surround and invade his entire being and he just couldn't get enough of it.

it seemed like you both didn't notice how close you two had gotten as you felt each others breath. eyes dancing from lips and back to each other, you made the first move as pushed your lips onto his.

the hunger that seemed to stay in your gut was finally being fed as you lost yourself in him. hands fretting from his forearms to his string biceps to his shoulders. anything you could grasp was met with grabby hands.

his were no different but it seemed he wanted to be respectful of your being as his firm hands stayed at your hips. it seemed like he needed more encouragement as you moved one of his hands to your ass. letting him do as he like with it, you were slightly surprised when you felt him tighten his hold and cupping a good amount of it.

tongues were touched and spit was swapped, the angle was getting to you, it seemed like he had the same feeling as before you could even do it yourself, you moved you to his thighs. planting you on top of him.

wanting to see the look in his eyes, you pulled your lips off of his. that didn't stop him from trying to chase them. when seeing he couldn't meet them, he opened his eyes, and oh what a sight they were. no more were they the beautiful blue you were used to, but now a deep dark and clouded shade were hidden behind his blown out pupils.

you were unaffected by what had just happened as he took in your flushed expression and wild eyes.

this was much different from the teasing glint you usually had when you teased him, but now they had a hunger in them that looked like you were ready to eat him alive.

and he'd let you until there was nothing left.

not being able to part from each other any longer lips and teeth were clashed. something that could only be described as animalistic. mind floating and only being surrounded by you and your smell and your taste and your hands all over him left him in awe of you.

it was all going great and nothing could had made this moment anything but perfect, but it seemed like being drenched in all of you had him unknowingly pushed to the edge.

the jolting and shuddering of his body didn't slip past you as you pulled away and lean a little back.

quiet groans turned into whimpers as you noticed his grasp on you tighten and his pants darken.

you were nowhere near his prominent bulge that were straining at his pants.

letting him ride it out, you chose to soothe him by bring him closer to your chest.

getting back to a sound mind he couldn't help but hide in your chest. ashamed of how his release that he didn't even know was building up and—from kissing at that—he'd couldn't bring himself to look at you. how embarrassing must it be to reach this point.

noticing that he was hiding himself from you, you had to use as much of your strength to get him to meet your eyes.

"if it makes you feel any better, i find you thousands more attractive now. how about we take this to the bedroom so we can even out the score?" the glint in your eyes told him that this night was far from over.

nothing could have prepared Johnny for the update of a wild night (at least he won the bet he, Kuai, Kenshi, and Reptile had made).

he also never got his pants back.

a/n: if you follow my other account, youll notice that i posted on the first of oct for kintober. so thats how the month will go. i hope to finisih the month cause at least i know what to write and it will give me a chance to work on my smut writing skills. hope youll stay tuned for the month. ty!!

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crash landing into you

who: reed richards x reader contains: dragged out writing, red string of fate, poor dialogue, chest exposure wc: 2,857 also this a pt 1 of 2

one second you were angrily unbuttoning the rest of your shirt, the next second you were laying on the floor of what seemed to be a retro futuristic looking version of time square with what seemed like a rock bodied man, a flame infested slim guy, a blonde with iridescent like waves coming from her hands, and the most normal looking man in the center of the three.

it seemed like the universe was always working against you.

at this point, you should already be used to it, though. in your day-to-day life, nothing seemed to go right.

was it something you weren’t doing right? did you anger a god? were you even supposed to be here? many unanswered questions, and way too many days passed where you just felt like you weren’t even in the right universe.

which is why you weren’t surprised when your day went the way it did.

the morning started off late when your alarm didn’t ring, so you were now running late for work. once you were out the door, you saw the bus that you needed to board had just driven past you. when you finally got to work, you thought the odds were on your side when your boss was not in attendance, but you dropped your guard too soon when not only were you shoved forward by one of your coworkers slamming your back with a stack of manila folders and spreadsheets, but because you were launched forward, you were met with a hot steaming cup of coffee to your chest—and of course the new white button-up shirt that you decided to wear was now drenched.

nothing could be done now. as you stood in front of the mirror in the single-stall restroom, you just silently sobbed as you dabbed at your tender skin with a soft rag that someone had decided to spare you.

as you take in the ruin that is your newly destroyed shirt, you start to pull at the rest of the buttons in anger. muttering the words that will make this hellish day even worse.

“might as well have the floor open and swallow me whole.” and in the next second you fell right through the hole that opened right under you.

which now brings you to where you are now.

on the ground with your chest exposed to four people who were looking at you like they were ready to jump you at any moment.

looking at them one by one, you could see the dirt and ash marks covering their faces and staining their clothes. you're already out of breath, your body seemed to freeze when you made eye contact with the man that was front and center.

the first thing you noticed was down deep and rich his brown eyes were, something you could just stare into for a long time and could never find anything that could compare. as you continued to gaze, your eyes took in the crows feet on the sides of his eyes and the worry lines that seemed to blend into his skin, the salt and pepper look that seemed to spread from sides of his hair to the ends of his jaw.

you were too focused on the features of this man's face that you didn’t catch the way the three around him seemed to watch him as his body shook with a chill and the way he seemed to raise his wrist in a shaking manner.

what he was seeing was something far more different from you.

to reed, of course he noticed everything about you. how could he not? especially when you fell right through the same portal that galactus just fell into. nor did he miss the way your chest was exposed to him and his closest family, but what he noticed the most was the way the red string that was pulled taunt in your direction as it wrapped itself around you.

see for reed, the search for his soulmate wasn’t his top priority in life. sure he would love to meet them when the time came, but for now, he was content with his life. he had his closest friends which he considers his family with him, he can go to work and it not feel like a drag because his coworkers are his friends, he gets to do what he knows, what he loves.

but nothing could ever fill that ache in his heart. he knows that the only way to feed and fill that aching pain is by finally meeting the one that the universe deemed his other half.

his soulmate.

but for now, he will continue to throw himself into his work and continue to live his life with his family by his side.

even with the chaos that galactus left in his wake and the devastatingly quick death from sue—which she quickly came back—, he couldn’t help but wonder if there could be anything else that could be thrown his way in this moment.

that was until you fell through that portal with your eyes wide and frightened and chest exposed.

with a little shove from ben, reed's mind seemed to jump start and actually come up with questions that needed to be asked.

“who are you and are you okay?” the others couldn’t help but look at him as if his big brain had started to shrink. of course reed they would be okay, they just fell through a portal and are now stranded in a strange place that is not where they were before.

his seemingly warm voice pulled you out of your trance and made you look around.

the destroyed buildings.

the broken up road gravel.

the slight smoke that wafts through the air.

a terribly huge fight just happened here and it seems like its victors are standing in front of you.

now realizing the gravity of the situation you couldn’t help but remember what it was you were doing before you crash landed here.

unbuttoning your shirt to replace it with another your coworker had in her desk.

the flush in your face rivaled the redness that seemed to be blistering from the burn on your chest as you quickly grabbed at the lapels of your shirt to cover you.

with now watering eyes, the weight of where you are now feels so much more real. in a place that is not your work's single stall restroom, with people you have no recognition of in matching outfits that seem to look like superhero costumes.

suddenly it felt like there was not enough air in your lungs, the dark spots that clouded your eyes seemed to give way to darkness that now covered your vision. not letting you see the fast reflex that came to reed as he tried to break your fall to the ground as you passed out.

with you now in his arms, everything seemed real now.

you are real.

you are here in his arms.

you are wrapped in the red string that is now engraving itself on your body like a tattoo.

you are his destined half.

you are his soulmate.

but you are not from here, you are from a place much far away, and now all reed can think of is getting you somewhere safe where they can now see what he can do to help you. whether you want to go back home or not.

warm hands cupping his shoulder is what finally breaks away his gaze from you, moving them to johnny who seems to quickly connect what is going on. of course he's happy for reed. he finally has his soulmate, but it seems like everyone is thinking the same thing. whether they are happy for their dearest friend or confused. they know that reed has found his soulmate, if only they can try to see what exactly brought them here to them.

after walking from the center of times square to the baxter building, the joy in people's faces brought reed back to the center of the situation.

they had just defeated galactus—(well with the help of shalla-bal)— but he was gone and galaxies away from his planet, away from his family.

the slow ascent from the ground level to their floor in the baxter building, the other three thought reed would take them straight to the lab. to note what exactly it is about you specifically that brought you to their world. sure reed has talked about alternate dimensions existing on parallel planes but never did he think that the evidence would fall right in front of him.

but that would be something for another day, for now his focus would be to make sure you were well until you could wake up.

it seemed like the exhaustion from the fight completely left the reeds' system as he was taking note of your vitals and just overall never taking his eyes off you. his behavior didn’t escape the three as they each took turns in their own ways to see what they could do to get him to look after himself while you were resting. even while reed was trying to figure out how she came back from being on the brink of death, his eyes seemed to still gravitate towards you.

“hey pal you know that while she's resting you can too? it ain't right to treat a patient when you yourself haven’t been treated either. let sue take a look at you, the big guy stretching you out must’ve caused pain for you.” and at the mention of that large forceful stretch he took, the pain in reeds joints and abdomen came back. once the ache settled in, the adrenaline crash caused reed to stagger. ben quickly rushed in to break his fall.

limbs slightly stretching, the tiredness in his eyes seemed to go in hand with the deep bags that laid under them. quickly setting him on a chair close by, ben couldn’t let him go on like this.

“herbie, can you go get sued please? i think it's time this guy gets looked at, don’t you?” the light beeping hum that herbie let out in agreement slowly faded as he rushed to get sue, having seen the way reed had circled around the med bed that you laid upon.

as his vision began to blur, reed couldn’t help but never take his eyes off you. because even though they had just done the unthinkable and transported a cosmic entity galaxies away, the most unbelievable thing to have happened on this very day was you, his soulmate, falling right in front of him.

reed didn’t even notice when ben moved him from the chair to the med bed right next to you. nor did he notice sue in the room until she stepped in between his line of sight from you.

“you’ll see them in a bit. i just need to check you out real quick.” minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days. it's like a reed's overtime working brain just couldn’t take a break, but that seemed to slowly die down when the calmness of ben and his voice overlapped quietly lulling him to sleep. finally giving him the rest that he deserved.

what woke him up was a heavy thud on the floor. his eyes flew open as and with a quickness he sat straight up. eyes blinking to adjust to the light that shone through, his ears picking the sound of a pained groan.

that sound quickly got him onto his feet.

scrambling to his feet—but not in a way that would startle you—he starts to circle around the med bed. tip toeing the barrier that separated him and you.

and did the air in his lungs vanish as quickly as it was there.

you looked like a dream. sure your hair frazzled and the small drop caused you to have a pained expression but you still looked beautiful to him.

as you sat up, your hands rubbed your face obstructing you from seeing the man from yesterday getting at eye level with you. he watched as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes and the pain from your forehead, taking in the view of you much better than he could when you crash landed in front of him.

observing you also let him catch the fact that now you were looking at him with the same wide eyes you gave him before you passed out.

the flashbacks of where you were before to where you are now seemed to replay in your mind and now all you could do is cry. in a place where you don’t know anyone, nor did you have your phone, or even any of your identification. you were alone. no way to get back home. well that you knew of.

reed didn’t expect you to launch your hands to his shoulders. the grip seemed to already tell him what your face was showing.

you were scared.

you didn’t know where you were.

you just need some answers. and he was more than willing to give them to you as long as he got to hear your voice. once your voice was heard he didn’t know whether to be overjoyed by the sound of it or hurt by the fact that your voice was interrupted by soft sobs and quiet cracks.

“where am i? who are you? what's going on?" the rush of questions that seemed to be the only ones sprinting around your brain was all you could let out and he couldn’t help but bring you into his arms. he's seen ben do this to sue when she had her bad day and he has also felt that the comfort of being held tight could relieve the anxiety and stress from the body in moments. if this could somewhat help you relax, he would keep them wrapped around you no matter how long you would need them.

the feeling of your breathing slowing down helped reed know that you were ready to talk. hopefully he’d be able to explain everything and more. he just wouldn’t know how he’d be able to explain to you the red string-like mark that has now wrapped itself around your body like an intricate tattoo.

not releasing his arms around you, just to keep you grounded, he started to answer your questions one by one.

“you're in the baxter building in new york city that is located on 42nd street and madison avenue. i'm reed richards, a scientist and leader of the fantastic four. at the moment, i don't exactly know what is going on or how you got here but first let's get you adjusted.” his words only seemed to cause your heart to beat even faster.

42nd street and madison avenue? that's where your job was. where am i? what is going on?

your mind was in overdrive that you didn’t register the reed slowly lifting you both up from the floor. he guided you towards the nearest chair. setting you down and slowly peeling himself away from you, he grabbed the closest penlight and examined your pupil, then checked your pulse on your wrist. besides the obvious elevated pulse, you seemed physically normal. nothing was out of the ordinary.

“everything seems okay. we need to get you in cleaner clothes. how about we get you clean? yeah? herbie can you call in sue please? ask her to bring in a change of clothes?” an affirmative beep was given and all that could be heard was the doors opening and closing.

“tell me about you. whats your name? tell me what you were doing before you landed here.” reed seemed to want to get your mind away from the situation but he also wanted to know about you. what did you do on your day to day basis? did you have family? did you want to go back? would you be leaving him?

no reed don’t go there. don’t do that to yourself. don't let those thoughts ruin a good thing.

but it was all he could think of. he had just met you. the string had wrapped itself around you. you were his soulmate. there would be no other person but you. what if you wanted to go back home? what if you had someone waiting for you?

his thoughts were interrupted by movement happening behind him. sue's voice hits his ears and he can tell by the sound of her voice she's trying to make you feel as comfortable as possible. he watches as she hands you the clothes and leads you to the nearest private area for you to change into.

making sure there were no gaps to invade your privacy, sue turns to reed. eyes narrowed and observing him like a hawk, he couldn’t help but straighten up.

"so i'm guessing you haven't told them about the marks have you?" oh shit. the red string marks.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE THESE? WHY ARE THEY RED?" i guess i'll have to explain them sooner than later.

a/n: hai haiii this is longer than i usually write so hopefully you bear with it. will be gone for a bit but will be back soon. some personal life stuff. ty and enjoy!!!

[badtzm2ru]

did i cross your mind?

who: bob reynolds x reader tw: drug use, drugs mentioned, dependent insecurities, slight thunderbolts* spoilers, lowercase intended, lmk if i missed anything. no beta reading, choppy writing. wc: 2k

“are you sure we got everything out of here?” looking from floor to ceiling. wall to wall. bob was at attention to do whatever you needed him to do–even when you asked him very loudly if he could kill the cockroach that had snuck up on you earlier that day.

“i think so, but just to be sure and to put you at ease, you can do a once over of each room, closet, and cabinet. just to be sure i didn't miss anything. i'll wait in the car and make sure no one has stolen any of our things.” giving his last order and a sweet kiss on the cheek, you left him to triple check the apartment you had gotten when you first moved out to the city.

“i'll see you when i'm done.” oh how he loved watching you walk away knowing that you weren't just leaving him forever but just for the few minutes he was already counting down in his head.

starting with the kitchen and restroom and just finding nonimportant items that you had purposely left knowing you wouldn't be needing them ever again, he moved to the only room you had in this place. 

he could see where you had nicked a bit of the paint off the walls and the smell of your perfume seemed to linger in the air even when all of your stuff had cleared out. the only space he needed to check was the closet and then he'd get to be back by your side.

opening the sliding doors to reveal the small yet spacious closet, he ran his hand along the surface of the only shelf you have in there. he had been ready to leave but his hand felt a slight bump on the surface that moved when his hand slid over it. reaching for it and grabbing it, he saw that it was an envelope that was meant to hold letters. seeing that it was sealed he turned it over to see if it was yours or from the previous renter.

from me to me but for you…

not really the answer he was looking for, but if it was from the previous renters, he didn't see why he shouldn't open it, but if it was yours, then he is ready to grovel at your feet for your forgiveness. 

opening the letter with bated breath nothing could have prepared his heart for what was written.

hey lover boy,

oh how i miss you so much. at first when you told me you were going to seek help, i remember feeling so proud of you. i still do, don't get me wrong. i just miss you so much. never thought that the help you were seeking would be in malaysia, but that was always the thing with you. you always found some way to surprise me even when i thought i knew you so well.

i miss the days when we would sneak weed into your parent's place and smoke a joint in your attic. you probably remember the buzzing feeling that you'd feel from the high you were riding, but i was too busy memorizing the dark but light lashes that framed your beautiful eyes. somehow you seemed to have the brownest blue eyes. i dont really know how to explain that but it makes sense to me. enough about your eyes that i can go forever about.

you were also wearing this jean jacket hoodie that looked too big but I knew you would fill it quite nicely soon (and you did when you left me THAT day and boy did you look good). the jean material always scratched me the right way so i never complained about it and the hoodie part always stopped right at the top of your eyebrows which emphasized those eyes of your (oop look at me. somehow i will always manage a way to bring your eyes).

since i keep talking about your eyes, let's talk about your face. i may not have spent that much time around your parents when i was with you, but from the pictures that were stored away in the attic we would always hide out in, i can't really dictate who you got your breathtaking looks from. we may not have been part of the cool clique in school, but i know that if we had found some way to clean you up, you would be crowned pretty boy of the year EVERY YEAR. well since this letter won't ever get to you since i haven't heard from you in years, i guess i will say it so it can just be out of my head. every time we were together, and I mean intimately in the way only you would ever know me, i would pray on every wishing star and every twinkling light that was up in the night sky that when--or if--we had children that they would look like you. i would never want my future kids to have the eyes of anyone else but you. because in my eyes, i was never anything special. no matter how many times you told me, i couldn't see what you saw in me, but it was and still is my problem to sort out. 

i'm sorry for going off topic, i'm supposed to write about the good and nice memories i had of us. it's what my therapist recommended i do. And i can do that because we had so many good times, but there are some that are plagued by the down sad times. like when there were times i didn't know if you even acknowledged my presence since you were high off your rocker. like that day on the first of july, we had made plans to get together to plan what we would be doing on the fourth. i had shown up at the ice cream parlor we both agreed on… and waited there for you 3 hours past our meeting time. i'm pretty sure jerry from high school who worked there after school took pity on me and gave me two free scoops. not that I cared what others had to say or think of us. it was just that that was the first time I realized that other people had a certain view on our relationship. it woke me up and i ended up leaving that place– with ice cream in hand–to go see what was taking you so long… turns out you were so doped out that you couldn't even lift your legs off your bed. you were also so sweaty and burnt up that i stayed up that whole night wiping you down with a cold rag while making sure you didn't get worse. 

i know this isn't something i should say in those times but i loved when you would rely on me. all i ever wanted you to do is need me or let me help you. even when i thought i knew everything there was to know about you, i could never read your mind. i never had an inkling of what it was that went through that mind of yours. i at least hoped that i was in there, even if all i did was take residence in a small corner of your mind.

again here's me going off topic, but then again with a letter written by me to me as if I'm writing to you (boy was that a mouthful to even think about), even throughout all the ups and downs that we had, i never once regretted or was ashamed of what we had. sure, we dabbled in the stuff they warned about in those shitty antidrug assemblies (you more so than me because i had to make sure you were going to be well taken care of), but we were happy. at least i thought we were. never did i think that two weeks after that night in the attic you would also be telling me in that same place that you were leaving me to get better, and again there was never a problem that i had with you wanting to get help, but would you imagine my surprised when i see you two years later in new york on tv in the background of this valentina person, that they have been trying to impeach, and clapping next to the newly announced avengers. i didn't know if I wanted to cry tears of joy or not because last i remembered you had sent me your one and only letter from Malaysia saying that you made it and that you would write or call me as soon as you were deemed stable and clean to be out in the world again. that you were rehabilitated. that you were ready for the next stage in our life. that you are ready to come back home to me.

atfer seeing you, i spiraled. i didn't know what was right or left. up from down. all i knew was that my inner voice and thoughts were proven right. that i was never anything special. it was then that i realized that just like you did, i should seek help, but since i didn't really need rehab, i should just look into getting a therapist in a new place away from the places that held nothing but the memories of us.

didn't really help that when i saw you on tv where i realized that you were in new york as well. yup I had finally made all those late-night talks into a reality and moved to the big apple. 

i didn't know if i should reach out. if i should insert myself back into your life when i had seen you looked so much better and healthier without me. 

maybe we'd run into each other on the street. or in a coffee shop. or in a bookstore. in my opinion, i think i'd have a likelier chance at seeing you in the bookstore. it reminds me of the times i laid in your lap and you read me whatever novel you would have found in the attic and recite the text in different voices if it was a scene with the characters talking to each other. no matter if it was cheesy or cringeworthy to others, those were always my favorite moments because even if you were reading for me, you looked so happy.

if we were to ever meet again, I hope you'd tell me how your experience in malaysia was, and if i at least crossed your mind. 

sincerely, 

me who will be sealing this letter and stashing it away forever!!! hopefully i remember to take it with me if i were to leave this dingy place.

the only thing that brought bob back to the present was the splatter of tears that seemed to land on your letter that started to slightly smudge the ink of the paper. as he hurriedly wiped his face clean and clear, he rushed in sliding the letter back into the envelope. He needed to get back to you. it seemed like every second away from you now felt like he was taking away pieces of your security in him. 

running out the door and slamming it shut he was determined to make sure you knew that he thought of nothing but you when he was away from you. from the moment he left you at the airport for his flight to malaysia to the moment his breath got stuck in his throat as he saw the shine of the sun lighting you up in your little corner of the bookstore he walked into. 

you were all he thought of and wanted. he just needed to make sure know that you knew you were special to him.

a/n: i swear i didn't mean be a one pump chump and just post that other fic and dip. i usually just write when i feel motivated. i don't want this blog to feel like a chore. ty for reading!!!

[badtzm2ru]

"are you sure you want to do this?"

who: bob floyd x reader (top gun: maverick) tw: making out, heavy petting, slight orgasm denial (he just doesn't wanna cum in his pants), dry humping, lower case writing intended, no beta reading we die like men, etc. (do lmk if i need to add any i've missed) wc: 1.1k

you didn't really think this is where you would be at the end of the night after leaving the Hard Deck. in the back of bob floyd's truck seated on his lap with your hands running over his body as your lips danced in an intense tango as his palms ran from the plump of your ass to the sides of your jaw as if you had any thought of pulling away from him.

all that could be heard was the moans and groans from the sweet man under you while you rocked your hips up and down then side to side. anything to continue those sweet sounds that just continued to escape him.

oh, you didn't think the tension between you both that had been simmering since the start of top gun would ever break. bob was too much of a respectable man to even think of crossing that line that was there when you had also danced along it… anything to get him to cross it.

from the long holding grip you would have on his well-toned arms that were now currently wrapped around your waist, to the longing stares you sent him that were obvious to everyone but him.

not that it wasn’t obvious to him, bob floyd wasn’t an oblivious idiot, he just didn't think you would ever think actually being with him, let alone be this moment ever happening in his lifetime. he had come to terms with the fact that you were out of league long ago when he had first met you that first night at the hard deck when you came in with natasha.

knocking hangman down a peg or two from his self-appointed high pedestal in a few matches of pool, to the rowdy singing alongside rooster that lively night. his eyes were on you, and he couldn't tear them away from your shining form. to him, you were the sun, moon, and stars.

months of pining for the other were torture for both you and everyone around you. to the point where they decided enough was enough and let jake do what he does best. talk his mouth off and have it directed at you two (with the occasionally quick quip from natasha to help stir the pot even more). letting the tension and attraction get to an all-time high to the point where it couldn’t be ignored anymore. 

which led to where you two were at now… with bob floyd's hands on you hoping you would never leave.

never in his wildest dreams and his waking moments did he think this time would ever come. sure, he wanted to do it in the proper gentlemanly way. asking you out on a date (maybe some restaurant along the beach), followed by a few dates of courting, that would then eventually lead to both of you heating things up on the couch of either of yalls place.

sure, the whole thing had been blown out of the order he had originally wanted to take from the beginning (he really been planning on asking you to a date today once everyone was already leaving the bar, but heated questions were thrown at both of you and the teasing from jake and natasha weren't really helping calm the fire between you two), but he also wasn't going to complain about having you on his lap kissing him with heated might that every lock of the lips were making his brain slowly throw out any thought that wasn't about you and how you felt up against him. 

with nothing but you in his mind, he quickly picked up on the sudden change in direction your lips were going. the hot searing kisses traveling from his rosey bruised lips to giving little nips at his jaw to the slight suckling feeling he started to feel at his neck. 

he was sure this was heaven on earth with the way he felt complete bliss with, but with every thump of his quick pacing heart he completely forgot the level of control he tried to have over himself as he was on the precipice of cumming straight in his pants. the tantalizing movements your hips were working on him to the sweet nips you were now giving to that sensitive spot below his ear, he just couldn't have that be the first sexual memory you would have together for the first time. so, against his nagging thoughts of wanting to continue, he brought his hands up to your shoulders and gently started to move you back.

this action didn't get past you as you tried pressing forward to lick more at the sheen thin layer of sweat that was starting to develop on his neck.

“bobby, what's wrong? Did I do something?” oh how your caring heart never failed to warm his soul.

“no, nothing bad was happening. i just needed you to hold off a bit before i made a mess of myself in front of you.” his montana drawl was deeply weighted in his words and that lit the fire in you even more, but nothing could have prepared you for the slight that your eyes feasted on as they trailed up his body from the buckle of his belted jeans to the front of his face as started to settle on in the dark space of his backseat.

the quick rise and fall of his broad chest.

the slightly parted bruised rosey lips.

the red tinted flushed cheeks.

and the cherry on top of this delicious ice cream, the government issued glasses that would normally be seated on the ridge of his nose were now skewed and fogged on his pretty face.

never was there a prettier sight than this. while he's trying to calm himself from the tightening strain he had in his pants, you were trying to remember whose place was closest.

the sight itself had you moving your hips again, completely forgetting why you stopped in the first place, but this wasn't lost on him. As he quickly jumped to move his hands to anchor your hips in place, his wide blown out eyes quickly went to your face. 

“are you sure you want to do this? how about we go to my place? yeah? then we can either continue or just talk. whatever you wanna do.” that heavy country drawl of his just kept seeping into his words as he tried to lift you as much as he could to make space between your heated center and his twitching length that was ready to bust at any moment now. 

oh lord you were going to be the death of him and he wouldn't have a problem with it.

“Bobby, if you didn't stop me, I was going to continue and never stop.” oh lord indeed.

a/n: this wasn't meant to be sexual at all!!! i originally wanted to write it with the purpose of putting it out there that making out with someone who wears glasses and seeing their glasses getting skewed on their face is really hot.