Victoria

She/her 19🛸🐞💋

[nocturnewidow]

Hii! This is my first request so sorry if it doesn't make sense and ignore if you not I apologize! Could you write something with the moon knight boys and a reader who gets confused and forgets easily. Or them with a reader who is always tired and sleeps all the time. I love your work and they way you write them!Thank you have a good day/night!🩷

moon knight boys x reader

~400 words

you forget things.

not in a dramatic way,, just little stuff. where you put your phone. what day it is. whether you already ate or just thought about eating. sometimes you zone out mid sentence and lose the thread completely.

the boys notice. they always notice.

steven is the first to adapt.

he starts writing little notes everywhere. not because you asked,, just because it feels right.

you took your meds <3 we already talked about this, love, it’s okay nap time. don’t argue.

when you blink at him, confused and apologetic, he just smiles and takes your hands gently.

“hey, hey,, no need to be embarrassed. brains are weird. mine comes with… roommates.”

he explains things twice. three times. as many times as you need. never rushed. never annoyed. if you fall asleep halfway through a movie, he tucks a blanket around you and keeps watching like this is exactly how the night was meant to go.

marc pretends he doesn’t notice at first.

but he does.

he starts grounding you without making it obvious,, hand on your back, fingers squeezing yours once, twice, three times. a silent you’re here. you’re safe.

when you apologize for forgetting something important, he shuts that down immediately.

“don’t,” he says, firm but not unkind. “you’re not a burden. you’re tired. there’s a difference.”

he keeps track of things so you don’t have to. appointments. names. time. when you need rest more than answers, he’s already guiding you toward the couch, already pulling you close.

jake is… protective about it.

if you’re sleepy, he makes sure no one wakes you unless it matters. if you forget where you are, he crouches in front of you, meets your eyes, speaks low and steady.

“mírame. you’re with us. you’re okay.”

he lets you nap on him like it’s nothing. arm solid around you, heartbeat slow and grounding. if you drool a little? he doesn’t care. he thinks it’s cute. would never say it out loud, though.

between all of them, you’re never expected to be “on.”

you can be slow. foggy. half asleep. confused.

they fill in the gaps without making you feel small for having them.

and when you wake up disoriented, head heavy, memory fuzzy,,

there’s always someone there to remind you:

you’re loved. you’re safe. and you don’t have to remember everything to matter.

[pluvial-lake]

𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆... ﹙ 🪷 ﹚

it's almost funny if it wasn't so fucking cute.

he's just lying there, mouth open, eyes so wide they look glassy. not moving. not breathing right. his hands hover over your hips like he's scared to touch you.

you're the hottest thing he's ever seen and he's afraid he would burn if he touch you.

you roll your hips down slow, and the only sound in the room is his shaky little exhale and your voice. he's so quiet. no dirty talk, no growling. just these soft, punched out moans every time you sink onto him.

"you—ahh—okay baby?" you ask.

he nods all dumb, lips parted, eyes locked on where your bodies meet, then back up to your tits and face. his mouth moves but nothing comes out. then you clench around him, just a little, and his whole body jerks. his eyes roll back and he's cumming with this broken, high pitched whimper.

you're just too beautiful and he's too in love to hold it.

"ahhh fuck—" he gasps, face red, hands finally gripping your waist. "pretty—y-you're so pretty—so p-pretty"

he's trying. he really is.

so just smile down at him and run your fingers through his hair. tell him he did good. he'll blink up at you all teary, still hard somehow, and whisper that he loves you.

he loves you more than anything.

masterlist.

© pluvial-lake 2026 : do not plagiarize, repost, or translate works without the knowledge or consent of the creator in other platforms or websites.

[starlightheffley]

[h1ccu9]

Okay so more thoughts on my last post (Spiderman x reader x moonknight) okay so reader is Bruce Banners daughter, frankly irrelevant but I love Bruce Banner and that’s literally my dad like what and reader has powers (not scarlet witch but purple, I just haven’t quite decided) Anyway, so reader is like MJ, is dating Peter in high school and then he does the spell and then poof she forgets, except she goes to London for University. Now I’m changing things to fit my narrative because leave me be I’m just a girl who is a little crazy.

In London reader meets Steven (in this he’s only 5 years older than her, because I like an age gap and it just makes sense to me) falls in love yadayada. Then after school they both decide to move back to New York and also they’re engaged….spoiler this doesn’t end well for Peter…..anyway, reader moves back a few weeks before Steven and somehow Peter sees her and his arachnid dna is making him very stalkerish, so he’s follows her as Spiderman and Peter. Now reader despite being like trained by avengers and having powers she cannot sense or tell that Peter is following and watching her. After a few weeks of her settling in and such, Steven gets here finally. Now neither steven or Marc and sense or tell that Peter is stalking them, but after Peter gets a little reckless one night, just like the tiniest bit, Jake realizes that their being stalked and that’s as far as I’ve gotten. So yea lmk what you think, also it’s really late, I’m tired, and high so ignore the terrible grammar.

[angelabbot]

doctors orders

pairing: perv!jack abbot x virgin!reader

content warning: 18+, MDNI. petnames (sweetheart), age gap (reader is mid 20’s), reader is naive, dubcon (??) pussy inspection, smut - fingering, edging, i think that’s it..

a/n: based on a request from anon! i feel like i’ve read something like this before.. i’m really sorry if this is similar to another fic, and if it is, i’d love for someone to tell me which! also i lowk don’t even like this but it’s fine.. not proofread!

word count: 798

masterlist | jack abbot masterlist

you had found yourself sitting on a doctor’s examination table in an uncomfortable gown after some embarrassing deliberation.

something you had always been ashamed to admit was that you were still a virgin despite being in your mid twenties. you had never even put your own fingers inside of you before.

you had ended up in the doctors office after realising you were finding it hard to get wet or anything inside of you.

the bed creaked beneath you every time you shifted. you were nervous to have to discuss this with someone, especially a doctor. it wasn’t exactly an emergency, but more of a personal worry.

you were snapped out of your thoughts when the door opened and a man walked in. he was tall and quite big, his eyes were kind and determined as he looked at you, lathering hand sanitiser on his hands.

“hello, i’m dr. abbot. i’ll be working with you today. what’s your name?” he introduced himself, dragging a metal stool over so he could sit in front of you.

you nervously told him your name, meeting his steady eyes with a shy look.

jack quickly picked up on how innocent you looked. he had seen countless nervous people in his years of being a doctor, but you had something else about you.

he nodded and reached for the chart that the nurse had taken previously. “it says here you’re having problems with.. penetration?” jack raised an eyebrow as he read the chart. that certainly wasn’t what he was expecting.

your face flushed as he read it aloud. your problem sounded stupid coming from his mouth. you nodded as if to confirm what he had just read. “y- yeah. i haven’t- i’ve never..” you mumbled before trailing off, the words dying on your tongue from the embarrassment.

“nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart.” jack immediately interrupted, catching onto your nervousness. he felt a perverted rush go straight to his dick when he realised he was going to have to help fix your problem.

the position jack had insisted you be in felt inappropriate, but he was the doctor after all.

jack slipped on some latex gloves as he watched you lie back and spread your legs, trying to avoid eye contact as much as possible.

“good job, sweetheart. that’s good.” he nodded as he moved to be standing over you. “i’m going to check how you react to penetration that isn’t from yourself.” he told you, carefully moving the gown you had on so that he could see your pussy.

a small gasp escaped your lips as he pressed the tip of his middle finger into your folds. the feeling grew more overwhelming the more he pushed in.

you whimpered as you felt how big his finger was. this was the first time you’d ever had anything inside of you, and his fingers were way thicker than your own.

“how does that feel?” jack asked when he pushed his finger into all the way. you felt unbelievably tight around him.

“o- okay, dr. abbot. it feels.. you feel big.” you sheepishly admitted. could you even say something like that to a doctor?

jack had to bite back a groan at the way you spoke. you really were as innocent as you looked.

“could you do some more? i just have to check inside. make sure everything is okay.” he told you carefully.

you nodded in submission. “okay, dr. abbot. whatever you need me to do.” you told him.

a few minutes later, you were soaked on three of jack’s fingers. the stretch had given you an uncomfortable burn for awhile, but the persistent pumping of his fingers faded into a pleasure you’d never felt before.

jack absorbed every whimper that came from you, the sounds only spurring him on further. he knew you were still under the impression this was still just an examination.

your hands reached out to grasp onto jack’s wrist as soon as you felt yourself growing overwhelmed. your brain was beginning to shut off from the feeling of it all.

“dr. abbot! i feel- it feels like a lot-“ you gasped, meeting his dark eyes. right before you fell over the edge, jack pulled his fingers out abruptly, the latex soaking wet with your arousal.

“you seem healthy. i think the problem was you needed someone who understood your body better than yourself.” jack said, sounding matter of fact in his diagnosis.

you felt confused and edged from what had just happened, but you were ultimately relieved to hear that there was nothing wrong with you.

you gathered your clothes as you got up from the bed. “thank you, dr. abbot.” you said quietly, watching as he walked out of the room with a smug smile on his face.

[posiesinapocket]

spiderman brand new day and the importance of care. mj not loving peter due to not knowing him, but still caring about him enough to invite him up, to draw him, to send frank to watch him, to give him advice and be concerned. ned not remembering what spiderman means to him, but trying to find him anyway to thank him. frank worrying about this kid who is determined to save everybody he possibly could. peter caring about jean grey, taking a bullet for her despite almost all his interactions with her being antagonistic, because she exists, and she deserves so much better. jean crying over peter getting shot, because he was kind and promised to be there for her and made good on that promise immediately, even though she ended up there because of him. new york and their care for spidey.

peter parker and his care for everybody- his family, his friends, people he has never met, people who have continually tried to hurt him.

spiderman: brand new day and the importance of care of any kind.

[frozenrose20]

People complaining about Peters tech being too high tech in brand new day like the movie aint set in 2028 in a world that had a man in a flying metal suit in 2008, artificial intelligence in 2015, and drones that could create life like illusions in 2024 that stuff is probably low quality tech in their world, not to mention Peter's a genius who was literally introduced as a dumpster diver in his first appearance

[zamazacallista]

Moon Knight brainrot at work

Dating the Moon Knight system. You've learned to tell who is fronting even in the dark, when they climb into bed. Steven moves like he's afraid he'll break you, afraid to wake you. He always kisses you before he lies down. He hesitates to get out of bed in the morning, not wanting to disturb you. On more than one occasion you've woken to see him just staring at you. He used to apologize for it, but you told him not to. He always lets you use the tiny bathroom in his flat first while he makes coffee or tea. Marc moves with practicality, committing to the movement. Some nights he leaves a space between you, others he wraps an arm around you to keep you close and safe. He almost always gets up first, tries not to wake you. Sometimes he lays out your clothes for you - it's not controlling it's just *efficiency* to him, how Marc says he cares. Jake makes the least effort when climbing in not to wake you. You think he enjoys waking you. Sometimes he'll apologize in Spanish, or ask "Did I wake you?" like he doesn't know the answer. He likes to be the big spoon. If you're not on your side he will lay partially on top of you. Getting up in the morning when Jake is fronting is nearly impossible. He's like an octopus. You have to convince him to release you, which usually involves kisses as bribery.

[nothxbb]

Ryland who wakes up pressed to your back, hands immediately finding your tits, pinching and pulling like he's not even aware he's doing it, just slow movements and sleepy sighs as he plays with you. He'd roll you over once you're awake just so he can pull your shirt out of the way and lave his warm tongue over your nipple, his hand cupping the other breast, making sure it doesn't feel left out.

Maybe that's how he likes to start his day, or maybe it's a treat you only get when he's feeling particularly needy. You don't stop him, either way, because he gets all gooey above you, his eyes fluttering and soft whines falling from his lips. Once, you tugged his hair after he'd been working on you for a while and he came right there, totally untouched, just worshipping your breasts.

Fuck

[h1ccu9]

I’m so close to writing a purely selfish fic with arachnid!Peter Parker x Banner!reader x Moonknight, do not play with me omg

[lil-lexington]

Rocky's favorite human

You looked over at Rocky, pointing to yourself and Grace. “Rocky, if you had to pick, who is your favorite human?”

Rocky paused from tinkering on his side of the dormitory.

He turned his carapace to face you. “No understand. Rocky love love love you both.”

Your heart warmed at his words, and you smiled at him. Grace, who sat beside you, also smiled, with a little flush on his cheeks.

Grace elbowed your side. “See? I told you he wouldn’t get it.”

You shook your head. “Okay, but in this hypothetical, if you had to pick, who would it be?”

Rocky stared at you, unmoving. You stared back.

“No pick.”

You let out a loud groan.

Rocky put one of his arms up, exasperated. “Why ask a stupid question?”

Grace chuckled, holding his hand to his mouth.

You held in a laugh of your own. “Sometimes, kids with siblings will ask their mom or dad which kid is their favorite. It’s a question they ask because they want to feel special.”

Rocky tapped his claw on the floor. “Oh. Still a stupid question.”

He tilted his body to the side. “Why does my love for you have to be favored? Is the love I have for you not enough?”

Your face fell, and you stopped laughing. You felt Grace suck in a breath. Crossing the space, you stretched your arms and hugged the xenonite barrier. Rocky didn’t move for a second, but then pressed the top of his carapace towards your chest on the other side.

Your cheek flattened against the xenonite. “I’m sorry, bud. I was trying to make a joke.”

You closed your eyes. “I love love love you, too, Rocky.”

You turned your head to Grace and motioned for him to join you. He pressed his body against the barrier beside you, his arm resting on your back.

“I thought the question was stupid too, Rock,” Grace said.

Rolling your eyes, you shrugged Grace’s arm off you. Rocky trilled in what you understood was a laugh. You couldn’t help but smile, too.

[hystericwaif]

Does my impending sense of doom turn you on

[cherrybeomm]

thinky thoughts rn just watched brand new day but what if spiderman au! for ryland hmmm i’ll ponder on this for a bit…

[sapphicdevotion]

I love making a pretty girl talk to me when I’m deep inside her, hitting every spot I know makes her mind go fuzzy. I want to hear her tell me how much she likes it, how badly she needed this—needed me. I want her to tell me how close she is, how if I don’t stop, she’s going to make a mess all over me. I want to hear every word, every desperate little confession, while I remind her exactly who’s making her feel this way.

[iwas-handpicked]

no babe i find your strange and creepy and perverted vibe to be very cute actually

[h1ccu9]

My boyfriend thankfully 🙏

[strangelure]

thinking about complaining to your boyfriend that you accidentally gave yourself a small cut or a splinter, pouting and holding your finger up to adrian who immediately says "oh. let me see?", he pretends to look over the small wound for a few seconds before his gaze shifts to your face with a conniving smile, your brain is still processing what his switch up means when he squeezes your finger real tight over the tender skin. he wanted to see your face turn in pain, wanted to hear you yelp and wail out too. he snickers while you're busy yelling at him, stomping off to deal with the wound yourself while adrian is just standing there kinda horny and very much pleased.

[oneshortstack]

Fanfic idea for Ryland Grace x reader…

Reader and Ryland are married but when reader finds out Ryland is being sent on the mission they’re like “..my Ryland? Him? Bro hates ordering anything new because change is scary— that man? Space? Fat chance.” And reader pieces together what happened and Stratts like “well shit gotta tie up these loose ends worse case scenario they ain’t coming back” and then they both get sent up into space with the forbidden forgetting juice and coma and have to fall in love with each other all over again.

:) pls? Who sees my vision? Bonus points if it’s angsty/comfort where it’s like “I know you, you’re important to me but WHY..”