how do you think the variants would be like in bed?
this mark is a complete freak. he doesn’t know the words ‘be gentle’ mean, because he wants to ensure that you’re pregnant with his baby. the harshest positions where he knows his cock will hit your cervix, he doesn’t even chase your pleasure but his own—mohawk, shiesty, sinister, target, headcap.
mark isn’t topping you, you’re topping him. he’ll lay back, whimper and moan as you take him entirely. he doesn’t fight back, his hands instinctively go to your hips as his eyes roll back. he can’t feel his legs afterwards, but he’s still able to give you aftercare even though he needs it more—main, full mask, lensless, shiesty.
complete bottom, he’s the one taking you. whether you’re using a strap or your own cock, he’s taking anything. mark doesn’t want to top you because he’s prone to premature ejaculations. he knows the second he’s inside or around you that he’s cumming on the spot, hence why he’d rather you take charge. mark wants you to ruin him, then pepper his face with soft kisses and aftercare—full mask, main.
sketched out an entire plan on how he’ll fuck you, he’s persist. mark gets slightly frustrated when you don’t follow the script he made in his head, and how he has to punish you, which was also unplanned. his main goal is to cum deeply inside you and get you pregnant, he wants to make sure his viltrumite bloodline continues on—omni, viltrum, sinister.
mohawk! & headcap! mark ╲ the instructions were to fight the two invincible variants, not fuck them you silly, silly girl.
𖥔 ࣪˖ tags⠀⎯ sex in mid air | fear kink | dub-con(? reader is into everything this is just incase) | manhandling | overstimulation | multiple orgasms | threesome | short little blurb | degradation | etc.
𖥔 ࣪˖ author’s notes ⠀⎯ i made a post about this idea like weeks ago, and just made a silly little blurb. also if you aren’t sure who headcap mark is, it’s the finest one that fought oliver and cracked his fucking shoulders just to turn me on. please enjoy.
You were a hero, someone people looked up to during their time of need. There eyes would simply focus on the sky, watching you soar by and knowing everything would be alright. You had that much of an effect on people. So much responsibility weighing on your shoulders, mistakes weren’t something you could afford.
So, why exactly, were you committing the biggest one of your entire career. Sorry, not one, but two.
Why on Earth instead of defending your city against its sudden invaders, were you getting completely ruined by not one— but two of them.
All above the wrecked streets they left behind.
“Hey, hey— where are you looking!?” The voice tugged you from your mind, dissipating as complete ecstasy shrouded your thoughts. The words felt so far away but close all the same, cloudy judgment no longer able to comprehend a thing.
Another voice came, one in the form of a chuckle; detailing their amusement in the most condescending manner.
“What a fucked out mess, can’t even think straight can you— little miss hero?”
The holder of such tone, Mohawk!Mark stared at you with several emotions swirling in that crazed gaze. He watched the way you withered around him, how each time his hips moved you were babbling incoherent sentences and moans that dripped with honey. With each push your body was jerking, legs threatening to close— but never budging.
Curtesy of the other Invincible flush behind you, his hands tight on your chubby thighs, spreading you for all the world to see. Headcap!Mark’s chin rested on your shoulder, watching the way your pussy so desperately sucked up his variant’s dick, squelching with each thrust, a sound that combined with the wind passing by the three of you.
Just a second ago the two intended to kill you, even briefly fighting over who got to do it. But in some sort of miracle — whether for you or them — the two quickly realized what a waste it would be.
Deciding the best course of action was this. Angstrom’s wishes could wait after their little fun.
“Mm—!” Tears pricked at your eyes from both the air and pleasure, screwing shut as your hands clenched and unclenched. You hadn’t a clue how long this has been going on, how many thrusts, how many times you’ve gushed around his dick. Your focus was completely gone, a mess of a hero; a disappointment who seemed to only think with what’s between her legs.
But you didn’t care. You didn’t need to think right now, didn’t need to focus on a thing but how good you were feeling. And it truly did feel amazing. Mohawk!Mark’s shaft dragged across your velvety walls so pleasantly, veins pulsing inside you. He was pushing deep, tip striking against that special spot at the most perfect angle; your already blurry vision suddenly being dotted with black spots with each hit.
“Fu—fuck.. please, please—!”
Pretty, desperate whines escaped your lips in a wet gasp, the two men eating it up entirely. Headcap!Mark carefully released one of your legs, instead reaching over for your face. Taking your cheeks within his fingers, the man turned you to face his half-masked features.
“Is this really one of Earth’s best heroes? Hm.. I’m starting to feel bad.” He watched the way your eyes opened, gaze glossed and full with pleasure filled tears. Such a sight had him grinning, thumb lowering to your lips and rubbing the area roughly.
“Come on, push us off, don’t you have a city to protect?”
A particularly hard thrust caused you to nearly shriek, shaking and struggling to find the response to his question.
“Y—you, I.. can’t..”
“You, I, can’t—“ Your attention was stolen from the Invincible behind you to the one infront of you, spotting that shit-eating grin capturing his lips as he mocked you.
“Use your words, or is the only thing that whorish brain can come up with are moans?”
“Fu..fuck, you—!”
You shuddered at the way their laughter surrounded you, vibrating against your already weak body.
“You already are, miss hero.”
“And you’re enjoying every second of it.”
You suddenly felt Mohawk!Mark grab your discarded thigh, pushing even closer as he drilled into you. You hadn’t a clue how he was fucking you so well in the air, but the explanation was quickly added to the growing list of your least worries. Your head tossed back against Headcap!Mark’s shoulder, whimpering as your pussy clenched so tightly.
The Invincible infront of you groaned, fingers digging into your flesh as he rutted into your aching body. That coil inside your stomach tightened, a familiar pressure building as hurried breaths dragged off your tongue.
With one final thrust you were coming undone, coating his lower half in your arousal, a flash of white even invading your vision.
You were truly thankful their hold on you was pretty tight, given how your body slumped from the exhaustion.
Soft pants escaped, chest rising and slowly falling as you sucked up the air. Your eyes closed in hopes of relaxing for a moment, only to feel familiar fingers clench your cheeks once again, stealing your attention back.
You peeked slowly, spotting the way Headcap!Mark’s lips pulled into a splitting grin. His body was close, bulge rubbing against your ass, aching for attention.
“Don’t pass out on us just yet. It’s my turn, after all.”
heyyyy, i honestly love how you write the varients. so i was wondering…
How would the varients react if fem!reader was pregnant OR how they would be as dads??
pla take ur time with these, no rush<3
entirely a girl dad, if you have a boy he’s not gonna love the little guy any less, but he wishes for a little girl to spoil—main, mohawk, omni, full mask.
he wanted children but wanted to be young and stupid first, however when you end up being pregnant the fun is put to the side, by your demand. mark isn’t entirely interested in having children right now, the baby fever returns once he sees how precious his newborn is—mohawk, shiesty, lensless, sinister, target, prisoner.
“you’re pregnant? finally, i kept hiding your birth control and everything.”—sinister, mohawk, headcap, lensless
“you’re pregnant!? oh my god what do we do? wait, if it’s a boy can we name him mark jr? please!”—main, maskless, full mask, target, prisoner.
“everything’s going according to plan.”—viltrum, omni, sinister.
intense cravings at four in the morning, and marks forced to fly all the way to japan for a specific snack you saw on instagram a few hours prior—main, viltrum, mohawk, omni.
horrible chef but still cooks whatever you want, or flies to get take out because he’s quicker then the doordash driver—mohawk, lensless, shiesty, headcap, maskless, target, sinister.
offers to try your cravings, turns out he enjoys pickles dipped in ranch with hot cheetos sticking out from the top—full mask, lensless, shiesty, main, headcap, sinister.
when your water breaks? you wouldn’t allow him to fly you both to the hospital, worried that something could go wrong mid fly, so he’s handling the road rage while telling you to breath in and out—omni, main, shiesty, headcap, mohawk, full mask.
flies you to the hospital anyways—sinister, viltrum, lensless, prisoner, mohawk (2nd born), maskless, target.
girl dad—main, omni, prisoner, mohawk, full mask, maskless.
boy dad—sinister, lensless, viltrum, mohawk, headcap, target.
