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I know nobodyy careesss but i have to share MY favorite starker fics, like when i'm reading this fics i'm like WHY IS THIS SO FREAKING GOOOOD OMFGGGG and i just read them over and over agaaaain lol, so just bc i don't have anyone to share them with, i'll share them with whoever sees this!! so, ENJOY!!!!

Put the World Right Back by LearnedFoot

Closer to a Prayer by LearnedFoot

Under Someone Else AGAIN... by LearnedFoot

Hangover Cure by FreeGratis

Peter Rabbit by lexcelsior

Give Yourself a Try by Starker1975

Drop Dead Legs by Dryerlint

He's Just Not That Into You by Anonymous (I COMPLETELY LOVE WITH ALL MY HEART THIS FIC LIKE FR)

How She Had Done It by pastself

attached by pleurer

i'll tell you the truth (but never goodbye) by askmyknives

you're on your own, kid (you always have been) by askmyknives

think I know where you belong (think I know it's with me) by askmyknives

Grindr by BabyBats BabyBatsCreations)

Bugsona by Anonymous

I'm sure there's more fics left that i forgot but for now these are my ULTIMATE FAAAVSSS, i hope y'all enjoy them as much as i do!!! 🩷🩷🩷🩷

ironh3artstark

“You’re taking me so well, kid,” Tony grunts as he thrusts into the practically limp body under him. Peter whimpers weakly as he raises a limp hand to try to push the older man back and off of him.

Tony pushes Peter’s hand back on the bed, taking a look at his protégé’s flushed and leaking cock. Tony breathes out a chuckle as he grabs the teens spread legs and pulls them up to his shoulders. Tony pants harshly as he listens to the weak and fucked out moans of Peter.

Peter’s cock is leaking all over his tummy while he tightens around Tony’s cock. “Please...s-stop,” Peter says with tears running down his red cheeks.

Tony shakes his head, “No, baby. You wanted this. Remember? You kept begging for my dick so pathetically,” He grins.

“And when I finally fuck you braindead, you wanna tell me to stop?”

Tony thrusts hard and fast into Peter’s prostate as his legs begin to shake, a high moan escaping the young boy as he spurts out small streams of cum.

“Nngh..” Peter speaks tiredly, drool seeping from the side of his mouth and eyes drooping.

Tony smiles at the boy under him, “I knew you could take it. How about one more, kid?”

Was war diese neue Spatort Folge ???

#spatort #tatort #tatort saarbrücken #leo hölzer #adam schürk #leo x adam #hörk

seduzist

baby, i need devotion.

cw. felix catton x mommy!reader. smut. size kink.

thinking about subby! felix catton w/ mommy! reader. it’s kinda humiliating for him, to submit to a girl who is smaller than him, who doesn’t have half of his influence or his money, a girl who everyone sees as shy, innocent and sweet, you didn’t even had as many partners in your life as he did, he used to have more girls than he could count, but still, every night, there he was, begging you, being a good boy.

“please, mommy.” his strong sweaty body on top of you, thrusting his hips inside you like his life depends on it, pathetically desperate to cum, after you edge him for almost two hours, making him eat you out while you stroked his cock, fast then slow, intense then softly, making the poor boy almost cry from overstimulation.

after you finally gave in and let him inside you, he tried his best to prove himself as a good boy, and that would include begging and not cumming a second before you let him.

your moans on his ears felt like you were doing on purpose, just to make felix even crazier, but the sensation of his cock hitting so deep inside your sensitive pussy, at a fast pace, while you passed your nails along his large back made you moan and wish the moment could last forever.

“you feel so good inside mommy, baby, so good- my god.” you caressed his face, seeing his pretty submissive eyes shine bright at your compliment, knowing that praise make his head go almost fuzzy. “wanna cum, baby boy?”

“yeah, please, i’ll be good, so good, mommy.” his pleads was like music to your ears and you feel his hands gripping your hips tighter and his hips losing the rhythm, thrusting inside like you were his fleshlight but still so devoted, waiting and pleading your permission.

“it’s okay, baby, you can cum. f-fill me up.” you hadn’t even finished the phrase when you felt him spewing his sperm inside you, deep, giving a loud and shameless moan, his ass cheeks clenched and his big hand on your hip left a mark that wouldn’t leave for at least three days, but felt so good.

“thank you, mommy, thank you so much.” his big body fall down on top of you, so tired and overwhelmed that he didn’t even thought about the fact he was much bigger than you and you could probably get hurt, but somehow you gets comfortable with him on top of you.

he closes his eyes and you stroked his fluffy hair, soothing the boy like a sleeping pill, he could hear your heartbeat with his head on your chest, your breaths synchronized as he falls into a deep sleep but not before smiling proudly hearing you tell him he was a good boy.

starker1975

Peter orders a sexbot Tony Stark and it's great, Peter gets fucked exactly the way he wants. Only, there is a malfunction and the bot doesn't stop, and it's incredibly strong so Peter has to really struggle to get out of its grip. But while he struggles, he comes again and again and it's tiring him out. He passes out after the fifth, but when he wakes up the bot is still going, once again fucking him into oblivion. So he basically gets fucked until the bot's battery drains 👀

❤

Poor Peter!! 🥺(😈) That’s such a cruel thing to do to him!! (🥵😵‍💫🤑)

And what if he’s lying there on the floor of his apartment in a pool of his own sweat, tears, and come… and the real Tony comes to check on him? He’s worried since Peter hasn’t been to the lab in a few days… hasn’t logged into the Stark network via his suit or any of his tech.

Tony pulls the dead bot off Peter who’s barely conscious, scoops him up and puts him to bed. Stays over until Peter’s awake, and at first Peter thinks he’s hallucinating. But he soon realizes he’s got the real Mr. Stark in his bedroom.

Then it clicks, what Mr. Stark has seen. He is utterly ashamed and humiliated. He believes Tony is disgusted with him, only stayed out of obligation but will now leave and never speak to him again. Take everything away.

“I’m so sorry, sir. I’m so sorry. Please forget this ever happened. I didn’t mean—” he can’t even finish the sentence because it’s a lie. He meant it when he searched the product, then selected the version he wanted, entered his credit card information, submitted the order… No excuse.

But all Tony does is smooth Peter’s matted hair back from his face and feed him water, and say, “All you had to do was ask, Pete. Could’ve saved you—what is it they’re charging for these things?” A quick tap of his glasses tells him. “Three grand? Huh… mildly insulting. But nonetheless. Whaddaya say?”

Peter’s mind is spinning. “Wh-what?”

“How about I show you the real thing?” Tony clarifies. “I can’t go for days, but I think I could wreck you just the same within a few hours. Give or take.”

Steve Harrington sat on his couch with Eddie beside him, his hands shaking and his breath coming in short gasps. He knew he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't seem to get it under control. This was supposed to be a fun evening with weed. To forget what had happened all these summers. This was not supposed to completely fuck him up. He'd been trying to take deep breaths and focus on something positive, but all he could think about was the fear and the suffocating feeling that had gripped him.

Eddie sat beside him, a hand on his shoulder, trying to offer comfort. "Steve, it's okay," he said softly. "Just breathe with me, okay? In, and out, slowly."

Steve tried to follow Eddie's lead, but his chest felt too tight and his head was spinning. He couldn't focus on anything except the fear.

Eddie leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Steve, look at me," he said. "Just look at me. Focus on my voice. You're safe here with me. Nothing can hurt you."

But Steve couldn't focus on anything except the feeling of panic that was consuming him. He felt like he was drowning, like there was no way out.

And then, suddenly, Eddie did the one thing he could think of. He leaned in and kissed Steve, his lips soft and gentle.

Steve froze for a moment, his mind blank with surprise. But then, as Eddie deepened the kiss, he felt a wave of calm wash over him. The fear and panic slowly ebbed away, replaced by a warmth and safety that he hadn't felt in a long time.

But just as quickly as it had started, Eddie pulled away, his eyes wide with shock and horror.

"Oh my God," he gasped. "Steve, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to- I mean, I shouldn't have-"

He stumbled to his feet, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I should go," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Steve watched in confusion as Eddie fled out of his house, leaving him alone and bewildered. He didn't understand what had just happened, or why Eddie had kissed him and then run away.

But as the panic slowly returned, Steve realized that he didn't want Eddie to go. He needed him there, to help him through this. And so, he picked up the phone and called Eddie, praying that he would answer.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie ff #steddie #steddie image

Steve has a panic attack and Eddie is there

Steve Harrington sat on his couch with Eddie beside him, his hands shaking and his breath coming in short gasps. He knew he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't seem to get it under control. This was supposed to be a fun evening with a little bit of weed. But his thoughts seemed to run wild while he was high. He'd been trying to take deep breaths and focus on something positive, but all he could think about was the fear and the suffocating feeling that had gripped him.