Marvel Rivals Characters: do they grunt, moan, whimper, or pant?
MDNI
Grunts: Black Widow, Blade, Dare Devil, Hawkeye, Iron Fist, *Moon Knight, Punisher, Thing, Venom, Wolverine, Hulk
"oh yeah baby, just like that," they murmur in your ear, praise spoken just for you to hear. "you feel so good right now, keep doing exactly what you're doing." a low grunt pulls from their chest and their eyes squeeze shut in concentration. "fuck, you're gonna make me cum baby. You're making it really hard to hold out for you".
Moans: Angela, Captain America, Doctor Strange, Elsa Bloodstone, Emma Frost, Hela, Invisible Woman, Loki, Magik, Mantis, *Moon Knight, Phoenix, Rouge, Scarlet Witch, Star Lord, Thor
"yeahh just like that baby, just like that." another heavenly moan tumbles from their lips, you swore you could finish just from that sound alone. "come on, i wanna cum with you, you look so good when you do"
Whimpers: Dagger, Deadpool, Human Torch, Luna Snow, *Moon Knight, Namor, Spider-Man, Squirrel Girl
"oh my god, oh my god" they whimper out loudly, anyone around could surely hear them by now. "you feel so good, so good. i can't- baby i'm gonna cum"
Pants: Adam Warlock, Black Cat, Black Panther, Cloak, Cyclops, Gambit, Iron Man, Magneto, Mister Fantastic, *Moon Knight, Psylocke, Storm, **Ultron, White Fox, Winter Soldier
"fuck- hey, you doing good? yeah? good," they tuck their face into the crook of your neck, grazing their teeth over your skin. they pant as if they can't get enough breath, their body fighting against the need for air and the intensity of their pleasure. "shit i'm so close, are close too?"
*His different alters do different things
**the "panting" is the sound of his fans running on high. no I do not care it's ooc
Angela... couldn't seem to let go of you. No matter how she tried to rationalise her growing attachment, she could no longer deny that it had long since crossed the boundaries of anything remotely healthy.
Whenever your whereabouts were uncertain, an unnerving restlessness settled deep within her. Every second spent desperately locating you. Even the simple act of letting you fight alongside you designated patron librarian during receptions brought hesitance. Of course, she trusted your abilities. It was others that she had trouble maintaining the same faith in.
You were unlike anyone she'd met before. Someone so willing to stay by her side, regardless of her sins, regardless of the countless lives lost in her pursuit of freedom. With you, she could return to zero. There were no impossible expectations to meet, no-one seeking to exploit her for their own gain. You never ridiculed her for falling somewhere between human and machine either.
With you, everything became quiet, simple even.
Reception after reception, mundane conversations between endless shelves, time spent alongside those she had come to cherish.. one truth had become abundantly clear. Somewhere along her pursuit of humanity—she had found someone willing to care for her in return.
Then why, she wondered, did her chest ache so terribly?
Every passing conversation you shared with another librarian seemed to put her on edge. No longer was she the first person you sought out. Now, you drifted towards Hod's gentle kindness, Gebura's unwavering conviction, Yesod's quiet introspection... people who embodied everything that she wasn't.
They were hopeful, resolute. Far more complete than a mere machine could ever be.
It was only natural that you'd gravitate towards them.
Yet, a part of her couldn't forget that future. That stagnant, unchanging facility where she alone was left. The static of lifeless monitors thrummed in her ears as the world moved on without her.
It was repeating again, right before her eyes. She was past her use.
Still, she despised herself. Despised the cruel, insidious voice within her that whispered she could simply keep you. Through binding you to her, maybe then, you'd never leave..
Of course, that could never work. It'd be foolish to even entertain such an idea.
But still.. her mind couldn't find peace. Perhaps if she were normal, no—if she were truly human—she could love you properly. Maybe then the urge to hide you away, to hold you so tightly that the two of you molded into one, would finally would fade.
Yes, that had to be it. If she continued pursuing the One True Book, if she'd finally attained the humanity she'd sought for so long, then she'd gain the freedom she's always wanted.
The freedom to live as she wished.
To leave the library.
To love you.
And perhaps for the first time.. to be loved in return.
what you and your smosh partner(s) dress up as for halloween
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(i tried to expand my ideas and make sure that they would make sense for each cast member while also keeping the costumes gender fluid)
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shourtney
gravityfalls bill cipher-courtney : ford-shayne : mcgucket-reader, peter pan tinkerbell-courtney : peterpan-shayne : captain hook-reader, corpse bride victor-courtney : victoria-shayne : emily-reader, scream sidney-court : billy-shayne : stu-reader, deathnote misa-courtney : light-shayne : L-reader, scott pilgrim vs the world wallace-courtney : scott-shayne : ramona-reader
spencer
resident evil heisenberg-spencer : donna-reader, wolfstar sirius-spencer : remus-reader, cake and fiona prince bubblegum-spencer : marshal lee-reader, night at the museum jedediah-spencer : octavious-reader, revenge of the sith anakin-spencer : padme-reader, family guy peter-spencer : lois-reader, super mario bowser-spencer : luigi-reader
amanda
sesame street bert-amanda : ernie-reader, death becomes her madeline-amanda : helen-reader, wednesday weems-amanda : morticia-reader, nightmare before christmas sally-amanda : jack-reader, flinstones wilma-amanda : fred-reader, fnaf chica-amanda : bonnie-reader
angela
heathers veronica-angela : jd-reader, but i'm a cheerleader grahm-angela : megan-reader, she's all that laney-angela : zack-reader, wicked elphaba-angela : glinda-reader, wednesday pugsley-angela : eugene-reader, lady & the tramp the tramp-angela : lady-reader
damien
hxh chrolo-damien : paku-reader, arcane jayce-damien : victor-reader, midsommar pelle-damien : dani-reader, silent hill pyramid head-damien : bubble head nurse-reader, tdlosk aren-damien : kaido-reader, coraline other father-damien : other mother-reader
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hope you enjoyed!
(in the comments, pick which couples costume from each section you like the most and i'll try to write individual oneshots for each member[+shourtney])
"cut that!" -> my smosh series about moments and jokes that had to be cut from videos so that private relationships, stay private.
Can I pretty please request some yandere (LoR) Angela headcanons? It would be so peak trust 🥹
A/N: I’m a bit rusty on writing Angela since it’s been a while since I last checked lobcorp or ruina but I hope I did her justice
₊✦Library of Ruina | Yandere!Angela x Gn!Reader | No spoilers!✦₊
The only reason you’re not trapped in a book is because Angela wants to be better than that man, though if you start misbehaving then she’ll have no choice but to put you inside a book for your own safety.
That safety is also the exact reason why you have to always stay close to one of the librarians — assistant or not — so that they can protect you in case something happens. When the Library is receiving a guest, you have to stay close to Angela.
Part of her is aware that you probably don’t like her just as she’s aware of the fact that if she leaves her feelings for you unchecked, that if she continues down this path then she’ll eventually reach a point of no return.
But she can’t bear to let you go either, not when you look past her existence as a machine and see her as a person. Despite all the things she has done, you still view Angela as a human, so could anyone blame her for wanting to keep you by her side at all costs?
She won’t force herself on you if you dislike her nor will she force you into doing something you won’t like. All she wants is for you to stay by her side, forever. She’s not asking for much, especially since whatever your heart desires, the Library or Angela herself can give it to you.
Greetings here a request the engineer x male captain atom reader x eve teschmacher general and nsfw headcanons
#ThroupleGoals!
Engineer x Hero!Reader x Eve Teschmacher
General Headcanons
You were Clark’s closest superhero friend.
He trusted you with safe guarding the Fortress of Solitude
Lex, Eve, and the Engineer (Angela) tried to invade. It was love at first sight with Eve and love at first fight with the Engineer.
Eve and Angela quickly turned against Luthor and the rest is history.
Both agreed to share you.
Eve’s favorite date is somewhere scenic that she can post about on her Insta
Angela loves sparring with you in your headquarters. It’s always an excuse to get you alone, hot and sweaty.
Eve loves hugs that have you hoist her up. Angela loves side hugs that feel like a sense of camaraderie when you work missions together.
Eve loves being peppered with kisses. Angela loves cheek kisses and fervent lips locks.
Angela loves it when you cook for her. Eve loves takeout or fancy restaurants.
NSFW Headcanons - WARNING ⚠️
There’s no jealousy between any of you. The girls love you equally as you love them equally.
Eve is not inclined to want to share a bed with the Engineer or anything. She wants her own queen bed to ravage you on.
Eve is a soft, needy lover. She likes aftercare the most considering most have only viewed her as an object for so long. She prefers the bedroom or your car if it’s in the garage.
The Engineer is a fierce lover driven to take you anywhere and everywhere.
Angela would take you in a supply closet and be loud enough to let any and all know how good you make her feel.
Eve can go one or two rounds. Engineer needs at least three sometimes four
Oral? Both love it. Eve is a fan of giving. Angela loves receiving it from you.
Eve is gentle, needing your hands all over her.
The Engineer loves how you hold her wrists as you ravish her.
Angela will brag about being so sore afterwards.
Eve loves your gentle words of affirmation and cuddles afterwards
Eve is about quality, Angela is all about quantity
Secrets? Eve loves your nickname for her during lovemaking and when you call her a good girl. Angela loves when you’re more powerful, domineering side comes out
Eve loves being on bottom. Angela - top
Schedule? (Mon-Wed-Fri) Eve. (Tue-Thurs-Sat) Angela. Sundays are your rest days, you need them.
Eve views you, her and Angela as #throuplegoals, whatever that means. Not that you would complain or anything.
An Angela x Reader fic I wrote! No warnings needed :)
The Smosh studio is bustling with activity as the team prepares to film a "You Posted That?" episode. As a new actor, this shoot will serve as an introduction to both the people I'll be working with and the audience.
You feel your skin buzz with excitement while you enter the scene of preparation and general pre-filming chaos. You walk up to your podium and start to feel your heart pound, the bright lights of the studio making everything feel a little more intense. You have watched Smosh for a while and knew how bad these posts could be.
While you are mentally preparing someone catches your eye, Angela is as funny and confident as ever, she has all of the crew in a laughing fit already. She catches your nervous glance and flashes you a reassuring smile.
“First video?” Angela’s words pull you out of your head, You nod, trying not to look too nervous. “Yeah, and I’m already regretting every post I’ve ever made.” At that Angela laughs, a genuine and joyful noise. Angela laughs, the sound is wonderful and light. “Don’t worry. We all have embarrassing posts. Just have fun with it”. Her attitude helps you feel more comfortable, but your nerves are still buzzing. As the cameras start rolling and the hosts pull up your first old post, you brace yourself.
The episode moves along, with the hosts gleefully digging up your most awkward and ridiculous social media moments. You groan as they display an old, borderline scary photo you posted as a teenager, and the room erupts in laughter. Angela joins in on the laughter, but not in a mocking way, more like she understands. Amid her laughter, Angela reaches over and lightly pats your shoulder. “Hey, that’s not so bad. I mean, we’ve all been there, right?”.
The rest of the cast and crew are definitely having a blast poking fun at you, but there’s something special about the way Angela keeps throwing supportive looks your way, you feel like you’re sharing a secret every time.
Eventually, the spotlight shifts to Angela. As they pull up one of her old, silly posts from years ago, you can’t resist teasing her. "Oh wow, Angela! That’s definitely a...bold outfit choice."She grins at you, clearly unbothered by the teasing. “What can I say? I was a trendsetter.”
As more of her posts get revealed, you notice her cheeks turn slightly pink at a particularly goofy selfie from her Instagram. The rest of the cast and crew bursts out laughing, and before you can stop yourself, you lean over and whisper, “Okay, that one’s adorable.”Angela turns toward you, eyes full of surprise with a soft smile playing on her lips. “You think so?” This time when you reply your voice is quieter, yet stern “definitely.”
For a moment, she looks at you, her gaze lingering just a bit longer than expected and you could have sworn her eyes swooped over your lips. The room around you fades into the background, and all you can focus on is the warmth in her eyes and the way her smile makes your heart race.
Once filming wraps, the crew starts packing up, but you and Angela are still sitting on the set, laughing about the ridiculous posts and the chaos of the shoot. Angela nudges you lightly with her elbow, her expression teasing but fond. “How does it feel to survive ‘You Posted That’ and still have your ego intact?” You chuckle, leaning back against the multicolored wall. “Thanks, but I think you won that round. Somehow, you made all your old posts look cool.”
She grins, but then her expression softens as she glances down for a moment, almost shy. “Well, you made it fun. I don’t usually enjoy going through that kind of embarrassing stuff, but… today was different.” There’s a weight to her words that makes your pulse quicken. You meet her gaze, feeling the same shift in the air that happened earlier during the show. “Yeah,” you agree quietly, “it was different. In a good way, I can safely say it was somehow the best and worst shoot I’ve done.”
Angela's eyes flick to your lips for a brief second before she quickly looks away, smiling. "So, do you want to grab something to eat? I know a place nearby. We can celebrate surviving the cringe together." Your heart skips a beat. The invitation feels casual, but there's something more underneath; you can feel the weight of her words once again. You nod, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, that sounds great."
You and Angela end up at a cozy restaurant nearby, Bacari. The conversation flows easily as you talk about the shoot, your favorite sketches, and what it’s like being the new kid at Smosh. You also talk about how you have been a fan of Smosh for a while.
“I still can’t believe some of those posts,” you say, laughing. “I’m never going to live down my teen angst being publicized.” Angela giggles, her hand lightly brushing yours on the table. “Honestly, I think it’s cute. Shows character even if the character was broody.” Her touch sends a shiver through you, and when she doesn’t pull her hand away, neither do you. The soft hum of the restaurant seems to fade as you lock eyes again, the playful banter giving way to something feeling more meaningful than before.
“I’m really glad I joined Smosh,” you say, your voice softer now. “Not just because it’s fun, but… because I got to meet you.” Angela smiles, the look in her eyes can only be described as pure joy, her cheeks flushing slightly, and she squeezes your hand. “I’m glad you joined too. It feels like we’ve known each other longer than just a day.” The conversation slows as you both sit there, hands intertwined across the table, the connection between you deepening with each passing second. There’s no need for words anymore—just the quiet understanding that something special is starting here, something neither of you expected.
As the evening winds down, you walk back toward your cars together, the night air cool but comfortable. You both linger where you spilt, neither wanting to end the night just yet. After a moment Angela blurts out “Same time next week? Maybe we can make this a thing—hanging out after filming.” She stares at you as if Angela wasn’t expecting to speak. You grin, your heart racing for what seems like the millionth time that night. “I’d like that.”
Before you can say anything else, Angela steps closer, her arms wrapping around you in a gentle, lingering hug. You can feel her warmth, the steady beat of her heart, and when she pulls back, her face is close enough that you can feel her breath on your cheek. Without thinking, you lean in just a little, and Angela meets you halfway, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. The moment feels perfect, it’s slow, sweet, and filled with a warmth that makes your heart swell.
When you finally pull back, Angela’s cheeks are slightly flushed, and she’s smiling in that soft, shy way that makes your stomach flip. “I’m really glad you joined,” she whispers, her forehead resting gently against yours. You grin back, your heart pounding in the best way. “Me too.”
With one last lingering look, Angela squeezes your hand before stepping back. “See you next week,” she says, her voice full of promise. As she walks away, you stand there, grinning like an idiot, already counting the days until you see her again.
got headcanons for College!Angela? I’m at work rn but ngl I feel BORED, and my mind always goes back to her
Okay so as always I got a bit carried away so:
I feel like she would definitely study something related to the arts, either film, theater... you name it.
She studies a lot, but only for the subjects that genuinely interest her (which end up being most of them anyway). Despite that she still manages to have a busy social life and party a lot.
She starts of a bit more reserved but by the second month she is already known for sleeping around, specially when she parties. (I can't picture it any other way since I read the fuckboy!Angela thoughts).
You both are roommates and get along well, but since you have different degrees you don't frequent the same circles.
You had a crush on Angela when you guys first met, but it faded away when she started bringing girls around.
Then you got a girlfriend and suddenly she stopped bringing them around, she barely even partied anymore and as a result she spended much of her time in the dorm (which slightly annoyed you because unlike Angela you found it difficult to fuck with an audience).
So one day you come back home after a big campus party and you find her hammered, trying and failing to go up the stairs. "Oh shit" you say grabbing her by the waist and helping her up. She clings on to you from the moment she recognizes you and doesn't let go until you guys reach the dorm.
She plummets on to her bed and you say "you're not planning to sleep like that are you?" only to be answered by groaning.
So you get her out of bed and into the bathroom and give her some of your pajamas, because you don't know where hers are.
Once she changes, though, you realize she's still got her make up on and knowing she won't do it herself you sit her in a chair and tilt her chin up while slowly passing a wipe through her face.
But there's something so innocent in her drunken state, something so pure in her closed eyed smile. It almost seems she has no worries and you can't help to take a bit more time caressing her face even though there's no make up left.
You finally snap out of it "all done" you say, your tone chipper but deep down you are feeling some nostalgia you can't quite place.
You tuck her in, lights already closed and you find yourself brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
You start walking towards your bed, but something stops you "I love you, you know" she says, barely audibly.
You brush it off as the alcohol talking but before you can respond she adds "and I don't mean it in a platonic way, I mean that I've fallen so hard for you, I barely know how to function anymore".
Well I'm leaving it here, let me know what you think hehehe.
