#malereaderworld

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We all started somewhere. 📍

Peter Parker x Male Reader

Warnings: Kissing. Smut. Handjob. Fucking his fists. Submissive Peter. Dominant Reader. Age gap (18-24). Really messy ending ;)

As you walk in your room with the glass of scotch in your hands and fall on your couch, downing the scotch in one go. There was no reason for you to consume alcohol, as you could not get drunk. You put your empty glass away and start messaging your temples. As you start to get hard, this always was the case. When you were really worked up, you’d get hard. So with a thought, you start to massage the growing pole in your pants. A groan leaving your mouth, as you reach underneath your calvin klein boxers. The touch of your cold hand making you hiss, sending shivers down your spine. You pull it out, thrusting your hips for a moment to pull the boxers off.

You spit on the palm of your hands and start with slow strokes, building up pace with every stroke. You start softly moaning, throwing your head back out of pleasure. Breathing faster, fully in your own world. You didn’t hear Peter knocking on your door, multiple times. You didn’t even have time to cover up, when peter swung open the door. “Hey, you weren’t at- oh my god!” Peter froze in the doorway, eyes widened, cheeks turning red. You pause mid stroke, head tilting up. “Oh, i didn’t hear you.” You struggle, giving up on covering yourself up. You caught him staring at what was in front of him. “You like what you see.” You say cocky before Peter could talk. “I- uh I should leave.” He mumbled. “You don’t like what you’re seeing.” You tease Peter, who was staring at you. “No. Y- uh .” He choked on his words, cheeks fully red. “Y- yes.” He mumbled under his breath, knuckles turning white around the doorknob.

“Close the door.” You tell Peter, who immediately obliges. “Good boy.” You grin, looking at Peter who is blushing. “Come here.” You pat next to you on the couch, smiling softly. As he gets next to you, he was clearly nervous. “Hey there’s no need to be nervous, if you’re uncomfortable tell me and we’ll stop. Okay?” You reassure him, in between strokes. “I’m just a little nervous, i have never done anything with anyone.” He confesses to you, a shy smile appearing on his face. “That’s okay, we all started somewhere. You want me to take control?” You ask him, studying his nervous face. “Mhm.” He nods, overwhelmed by nerves. “Okay, I could do that. Just follow my lead.” You smile as your right arm moves towards the back of his neck, grabbing it to pull him in for a kiss. As you move your hand to the front of his neck, towards the throat, you grab his left hand and place it on your blouse. Which he starts to unbutton. Your left hand continuing stroking your cock. You wrap your right hand around his throat, ever so tightening the grip, earning a soft moan. You let go of his throat and brake the kiss.

“You liked that?” Receiving a small nod from Peter, while you take off your blouse, throwing it on the floor. Now completely naked, you catch Peter checking you out. Nothing he hadn’t seen before at training. “You want to help me cum?” You ask Peter while sitting down, looking at him. He looked unsure, not sure how to respond. “Uhh what would you want me to do?” Looking at you, waiting for you to respond. “Just a hand, i think mouth stuff is a little too early.” Peter was relieved. “Yeah a little too early, maybe a next time.” He says and starts to smile awkwardly. You help him get undressed, leaving him in his underwear. Your left hand grabbing his neck and start kissing him, and your right hand grabbing his. Leading his hand around your cock, making you moan breaking the kiss. You throw your head back cause of his insecure tempo, starting to edge you a little bit.

“Please a little faster, you are doing more than good.” You plead with him, looking at him with puppy eyes. He smiles at you, his tempo still slower than what you’d like. So you wrap your hand around his and help him jerk you off, fasting the pace. Making your eyes roll back, giving him confidence to go on his own. You look at him, while he’s concentrating on your cock, using his palm and more. “Your doing so good, you like that big dick huh?” He nods using two hands, you spread your legs open making room for him. “Get on your knees in between my legs and jerk me like that.” You instruct Peter, as he gets off the couch and in between your legs. He starts again, but you hold his hands still. He looks confused at you. You start thrusting your hips, fucking his fists. Head falling back immediately and eyes rolling. He gasps, looking at your cock fucking his fist. Mumbling ‘fuck’ under his breath, making you moan.

“Fuck I’m close, good fucking boy.” You moan while nearing your release, while he’s jerking your cock while thrusting. Making your eyes fall to the back of your head. “Fuck, I’m coming.” You moan closing your eyes, while ropes of cum come out of your cock, landing on peters’ hair and back. When you open your eyes the last ropes land on Peters face, painting him. “Fuck, good boy.” You say catching your breath, your right hand grabbing his chin. As you sit up, your lips meet. You could almost taste your own cum, as some landed on his nose and eyes, and some on this chin. “Fuck that was hot, sorry for making a mess.” You apologise to an overwhelmed Peter while kissing him.

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That’s how i met your father.

David Corenswet x Male Reader | 📍

Warnings: top reader, anal sex, rough, cum on several body parts, wrote this when i was tired.

The bed creaks and hits the wall with every thrust as you penetrate David. “Fuck, that feels good.” He praises you, his hands exploring your body. His eyes look at you, looking at your own cock disappearing in him, sending David over the edge. Your eyes slowly move up to meet his face, mouth open, as innocent moans escape. “Fuck, that’s so tight. Fuck.” You whisper as you lower your head, going for a kiss. You bite his lips, leaving him whimpering. You fasten up your thrusts, making David whimper louder. “Fuck.” He moaned, stroking his own cock with one hand. “You’re so big, fuck.” He strokes his cock harder. You straighten up your posture, holding both his feet up for support, and look down at your cock sliding into his wet hole. Sweat dripping down your back, fogging up the windows.

“Oh shit, that feels good.” David moans out of pleasure, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. You begin thrusting faster, the wet sounds making you groan. “You like that?” You ask David while the sounds of slapping skin builds the tension. He nods as you start to get more aggressive. “Mhm, that’s a good boy, take it.” The amount of sounds that escape Davids mouth, motivating you to pound harder. You remove your hands from his feet and place them on his thighs, pushing his feet back until he’s folded underneath you, taking everything single one of your inches.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He whimpers softly between moans, his hand going crazy on his own cock. You look down at his cock grabbing it with your right hand and you start stroking it, making your hand shiny from the amount of pre-cum coming from his cock. You get various moans to escape out his mouth out of pure pleasure. “Fuck, I’m gonna-” He moans out, making his eyes shut close, as you continue to stroke him. As white ropes shoot out of him, he cums on his own face, chin and chest, making his toes curl. When he opens his eyes one last rope of cum lands on his abdomen, leaving him breathless as you continue to fuck him. Edging you closer until you stop all of the sudden, making David whimper cause of the sudden emptiness in his hole. “Fuck, I want you to ride me.”

With you lying on your back, you stroke your cock with only one hand, David unfolds himself and rolls onto you and with one quick motion he finds himself on top of you. You pull his two legs forward and grab his face down to you so that you can kiss him, while he lowers himself onto your cock. You find one hand on his cock, starting to thrust in your hand. Letting him go on his own pace, your other hand on his chest, exploring his abs. One finger ending up in his mouth. “Fuck.” Fasting the pace on your cock, as the both of you continue to moan, you feel yourself starting to cum. “Fuck I’m cumming!” Screaming while fucking the load inside of him, as thick white ropes of cum paint his hole white. When David gets off your cock he falls right besides you almost instantaneously falling asleep, with the load dripping out of him.

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This wasn’t supposed to happen 📍

Johnny Storm x Male Reader

Warnings: it’s a short one! part 2

There you were, falling from the sky. You were unconscious; your body had given up a while ago. You were far from home, far from anything that felt like home. Your body was heavy, and your limbs were only attached to you by bones. The people on the streets stood frozen, their heads looking up at the strange object falling from the sky. Some gasped, and some discussed what it could be, causing quite a commotion.

There was Johnny in the comfort of his own room, listening to yet another alien message, a strange language he couldn’t understand, recorded by Reed. When something strange flashed in the corner of his eyes, his back immediately straightened and he looked to his right. Tearing his headphones off and getting out of his room, he ran to the lab. “Reed, did you pick that up?” He storms in, questioning Reed in his lab without even a knock. “Why was there a human falling?” Susan asked, also storming into the room. “It was a human!?” “You also saw it falling?” Johnny looked at his sister, the siblings looking worried at each other. “This cannot be good.” Johnny looks up at Reed, who’s pacing around. “Hello Reed, are you listening?” Johnny asks irritated, Reed fully focused on one of his computers. “It just made impact down town, It’s reading some really unusual energy. We should check it out.”

“Over there, in the grass.” Susan spotted and pointed at the human laying on the grass. “I’m going to take a look!” Johnny says as he flies out of the car, towards the human.

A high-pitched ringing in your ears, your head pounding. Sirens were ringing in the far distance, cars honking at each other. As you carefully try to open your eyes; you close them immediately, your body still in pain from the sudden impact. The last thing you remember is fighting alongside Spider-Man and getting hit by a blaster. Going in and out of consciousness’s. You let out a groan as your breath catches up, starting to cough. “Are you okay?” An unknown voice asks you. You try and look at them, but the sunlight’s too bright. “What—” A cough interrupts your speech. “You made quite a commotion here. Who are you?” The stranger asks you, as he approaches closer and closer. Your eyes slowly adjusted to the light and you could see the stranger. He was… on fire? “…I am—” You try to speak, but you went out of consciousness.

“I have him, he is unconscious!” Johnny grabs your body from the ground and flies to the car, in which Reed and Sue were waiting. “Get him in the lab!” Reed yells. Johnny looks at your face, covered in blood that is your own and others. “What happened to you?” He looks down at you and whispers softly.

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I love you, I’m sorry.

Peter Parker x male reader

Summary: after the events of the battle in no way home, Peter makes Dr. Strange cast a spell that’ll make everyone forget who Peter Parker is, everyone.

Author’s note: i know this is basically the ending, but a bit reimagined into mlm :) maybe a part 2, let me know!

“Wait are you guys seeing that, is that real.” A bewildered ned asked, who was also looking up. Causing MJ to also look up, “yep, that’s definitely real.” MJ answered, with a tone of disbelief. It was some sort of rift, like a giant purple crack all around the sky. “Yeah, that’s not great.” It was like it was crying, there are blue dots scattered around the purple abnormality. “It almost looks like it’s crying.” Looking up at the growing rift, you fell on your behind. “Wait, those are like people.”

After a couple of seconds dr. Strange seemed to have cast a spell or something yellowish, what worked and made it shrink. “Well that’s a solution…” the vibe was off, like instantly, it was weird. After a minute or so peter came swinging in, you run up to him. Bringing the four of you in a group hug, all trying not to cry.

“Are you okay?” He asked catching his breath, looking worried. “Yeah we’re okay.” MJ said, looking at Ned and you. When Peter looked at you his demeanour changed, taking a step towards you and grabbing your face. “Oh my gosh, you’re bleeding.” Looking worried at a cut on your face. “No i’m okay, I’m fine.” “You sure?” “Yeah I’m okay I’m fine, I promise.” You laugh.

“Right, we- we should go right.” You suggested, getting a nod from both Ned and MJ. But Peter wasn’t looking so sure of that, tears in his eyes. Mouth opening and closing, then opening again. “You’re going to forget who I am.” He admits, the air shrunk.

“Wait what.” Shaking his head, Ned refuses to accept it just like MJ. “Forget who you are, what are you talking about?” There was just eye contact, nothing else, maybe some denial. Not wanting to believe him. “It’s okay.” But it wasn’t, no it wasn’t okay for you. It couldn’t be, it wasn’t fair. “I’m going to come and find you, and i’ll make you remember me.”

“But, what if that doesn’t work? Isn’t there another way?” Almost begging Peter, scared. You were scared, terrified. Tears forming in your eyes, holding them back. “I will, okay? I promise.” He said, now tears in his own eyes. “No, i don’t want to forget.” He pulls you into a hug, the four of you. “I hate magic.” MJ said, breaking the tension.

“Yeah, I freaking hate magic.” A tear fell down your cheek, pulling Peter in for a kiss. It felt like the world was spinning around you. You’ve always wanted to kiss that boy, since the day you first talked to him during your science classes you had together. You had been head over heels for him, but now, he was going to be just a boy you never knew. As your lips part, you tried not to break down in tears. “I should’ve done that sooner…” a silence fell.

“I’ll find you guys at the cafe, I have to go.”

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This wasn’t supposed to happen 📍

Johnny Storm x Make Reader

Warnings: part 2! part 3? pt. 1

“So, you do fancy him.” Susan grinned, as she appeared out of nowhere, catching johnny watching over your unconscious body. She was referring to a conversation that they had. Johnny straightened up, looking up at Susan in defeat. “How long have you been here?” He asked her. “Not that long, don’t worry.” She smiled at her little brother, who was in love with someone he barely knew. She left the room without saying a word.

You slowly open your eyes, looking around. “Hey, you’re awake.” Johnny says, smiling. This room felt familiar, like you’ve been there before. “Yes, I am.” You say weakly, as you sit up straight. “Hey, my name is Johnny.” He says as he extends his arm. “Hey, I’m y/n.” You shake his hand, almost bursting out laughing. “So how does this handsome man fall from the sky, and land in my city.” He flirts with you. “I don’t know, my powers must’ve saved me.

A day or two later you were in Reed’s lab, he was asking all sorts of questions. “So where are you from?” “Earth.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Who sent you here?” “Nobody.” “What is the last thing you remember.” “I remember fighting with the avengers, being blasted. That’s it.” “Who are the avengers?” “We’re a team of superheroes.” “So with superpowers?” “Yeah, some have superpowers, some don’t.” “Do you?” “Yes.” “Are you done with the interrogation?” You asked him. “Uhh yeah sorry got carried away there.” He apologised.

Another two days later Susan comes in your room. “So, you and my little brother?” She teases, laughing. “He’s nice…” You look at your feet, a smile appearing on your face. You look up at Susan, sensing something. Susan picked up on it straightening her posture. “What, you sense something.” You shake your head, looking at the screen turning it on. Chills immediately running down your spine, a gasp leaving your mouth. There she was slowly coming down, shalla-bal. “We should check that out, can you fly?” Reed asked you. “Yes, i can.”

When you arrive at time square you stand behind the four superheroes, almost certain how it’s going to go. “Are you the protectors of this world?” Shalla-ball asked the fantastic four, with that metallic sounding voice. “Yes we are.” Susan answered her question, making Reed and Johnny’s head turn towards her. “Your planet is now marked for death.” Gaining gasps from the civilians listening, causing chaos amongst them. Your heart dropped, stepping a foot back your left hand reached for the window of their car. Frozen in place.

“Your world will be consumed by the Devourer... There is nothing you can do to stop him... For he is a universal form, as essential as the stars.” You had heard this dialogue before and was reciting it very softly. “Hold your loved ones close, and speak the words you have been afraid to speak.” Making Reed and Susan heads turn towards each, Reed looking worried and Susan scared. The people around to holding on to one another. “Use this time to rejoice and celebrate, for your time is short.” Making the four superheroes shiver, keeping face for the civilians.

“I herald his beginning... I herald your end... I herald... Galactus.”

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How can we comeback from this? 📍

Clark Kent x Male Reader

Warning: Superman spoilers! Angry reader. Both have super power., reader more like chaos magic (i know fight me in the comments) part 2 needs to be requested x

“Clark you need to listen to me!” You raise your voice at him. You corner him outside, where the cows were eating grass. Staying at his parents after he almost died in a pocket-universe, he got some needed rest.

“This isn’t about protecting me anymore, this is about ego!” You yell at him, pointing a finger at his chest. “I don’t want you-” The same exact excuse he had been giving you for years, but you had your own superpowers. “Don’t. Don’t give me the ‘I don’t want you to get hurt’ crap! This is not about that!” Your jaw grinding down, starting to get emotional.

“This is about ‘all mighty’ superman. Where is me in that picture? Where does your boyfriend belong in that picture huh? Where does your 8 year long boyfriend stand in that picture? Behind big, strong superman? I can fend for myself.” Eyes started to swell up. “How do you think i felt when i heard that you went in a POCKET-universe? You think it was fun to hear my boyfriend-” Your voice breaks. “I want to help the people here on earth for once, i also want to be the superhero. Okay? That’s all i want.” You shake your head out of anger, out of spite.

“No YOU listen.” Clark grabs you by the jaw lifting you up, not hurting you. “You think I want to do this alone? You think i like doing this alone, when i know my boyfriend is out there on another planet fighting? You think i went in that pocket-universe for fun? You don’t know what I went through in there!” He lets go of your jaw, turning around. You fall on your knees, hopeless. “Where do we go from here? How can we comeback from this?” He says softly, you could hear the hurt in his voice. You guys have had fights, fights. Really bad fights. But nothing like this. “Boys! There’s something on the box you’ll wanna see!” Ma’s voice broke the silence, gaining both your attention.

The three of you just stand there in silence, utter silence. You swallow your pride, tears in both your eyes. “I warned them this would happen.” Clark hopelessly whispered, gasping for air. You looked back at him, with tears in your eyes about to speak, but not knowing what to say. You walk over to him and just hug him, nothing else just a hug. Something else was wrong, you could feel it. You had that feeling you had when something was seriously happening. Something was happening somewhere. “What’s happening?” Clark asked you, feeling your aura change, familiar with your powers he knew it was bad. You turn around and focus. “It’s bad. We need to go to Metropolis, now.” You turn back towards clark. “But Jarhanpur, it needs me?” He looks concerned, tears long gone.

“There won’t be a Jarhanpur to save if we don’t go! Lex created a rift from his portal.” Leaving superman with a choice, he shook his head.

“I’ll go get your boots!” Ma says.

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Breathe 📍

Finnick Odair x male reader x Peeta Mellark

Warnings: slight violence, grief and slight mentions of trauma.

As i opens my eyes. I’m somewhere white and spartan. Lying on a wall-mounted cot. I try to move my head painfully, when i notice my head and arm are bandaged.

“Peeta? Finnick?” I call out, sitting up. Looking around me I can see Beetee is hooked up next to me.

I get out of the bed, grabbing a syringe. I walk through a door and into the corridor. Holding the syringe like it’s a murder weapon.

Walking in to the corridor I look around me, I see a half open door. As I creep to an open door I hear voices, which I don’t recognise.

“We’ve got to try.” I let out a small sigh of relief, recognising Finnick’s voice. “It's too late. We'd all be killed.” That’s Haymitch.

“We have to. I promised Y/n I would protect him with my life, he’s been out for the past 2 days…” He pleaded with Haymitch.

“No, I’m so sorry but we can’t. Not yet, it’s too risky.” Plutarch replied, with a somber tone.

“Is there nothing we can do, for y/n? He’s the reason you even had a chance to enter the arena. This plan couldn’t have worked if he hadn’t shot that arrow…” Katniss argued back…

Frustrated, I shove open de door. I’m met with Haymitch, Finnick, Plutarch and Katniss look at some sort of map. They all look at me, met with smiles.

“Morning sunshine.” Haymitch says.

Still woozy I try to swing the syringe at him. He catches my wrists, twisting until I drop the syringe.

“So, you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans.”

I try to push with my wrist in the air, my eyes watering. “Calm down, have a seat.” He settles me in a chair. I look over at Finnick, Plutarch and Katniss. Plutarch claps.

“Well done, very good job. Though a bit messy at the end but we got you out.” He nods to the rest, they smile. Betrayed I look over at Haymitch.

“We couldn’t tell you, it was just too risky. Not with Snow watching you, it was better for you not to know anything.” He shakes his head guilty, looking down.

I look over at Finnick and Katniss. “So our alliance, saving Peeta…”

“Only to save you. So you wouldn't run off if he died. Half the tributes were in on it.” Katniss admits. “You were our mission from the start.” Finnick adds.

You still don’t get it, or don’t want to.

“You're the Mockingjay. While you Live, the revolution thrives. We need you in Thirteen now.” Plutarch speaks. Bewildered I turn back at Haymitch.

“District 13?” Only having heard of it in folklore. Never thinking the place actually existed. “Where’s Peeta?”

“Still had his tracker, Johanna cut yours out.” Haymitch looks down. “Where is Peeta?”

“He’s with johanna…” I stare at Haymitch, his eyes meet mine. “In the Capitol.”

“You son of a-” I fly at him, nails digging in his cheeks drawing blood. Finnick immediately grabs me, as Plutarch stabs me with the syringe. I fall to the ground in Finnick’s arm, my hands grabbing his cheek.

“Hey, it’s okay sweetheart. It’s okay, we’ll find our love. It’s okay.” A tear forming in his eye. Everything goes black.

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Can you just stop and listen!?

Drew Starkey x male reader | 📍

warnings: argument, kinda angsty, crying, both famous actors, other short one.

a/n: Part 2?? Maybe what caused this argument?? Lmk kn request

“Can you please listen to me for one second? I’m not saying that you’re in the wrong, but you need to listen. You cannot keep lying to yourself, you have a problem!” Tears streaming down your face causing your head to ache, you were looking at Drew who was sitting down on the couch with face buried in his hands. You were pacing around the room, words couldn’t describe how helpless you felt at the moment. One side of you didn’t want to be arguing, that just wasn’t your personality at all. You’d much prefer different ways of communicating, every approach didn’t work, and you were done keeping it water under the bridge. “And I just need you to admit that, it’s that simple. It’s that simple for me. You need help from someone other than me, because I’m done helping someone who won’t even admit something is wrong. I’m done.” It’s your last straw and you start to break down, the world began to spin causing you get on your knees, getting Drew’s attention.

“You think it’s simple? You, think it’s… simple. You think it so simple, you, think so. But what about me?” Causing your head to turn 85 degrees to the couch, watching Drew get up, as you follow. You turn your whole body in his direction waiting for him to move, do something, anything. Giving him the necessary space to curate his own answer, but also for your own safety, not knowing what his next move was. “It’s humiliating for me to admit, it’s like I’m a pure disappointment. You don’t think i’m in constant shame, you think i don’t feel like a disgrace all the time. Like I don’t know it’s bad I can’t sleep without it, like I need a smoke to sleep. I know that, I know.” With every word a tear fell down his cheek, taking a step toward you, until he was right in front of you. And all you could see in his face was anger.

“I know that, I know i need help but,” all that anger was slowly turning into shame, “but it’s not that easy as it may seem.” as his eyes were starting to water up even more. You were stood against the wall looking up at a Drew, who wasn’t scared to show his emotions with you. He buried his face in your neck, as sniffles followed by crying, embracing you. This meant alot, he listened to what you were saying. “Oh baby.” Was all you could say, as you accepted his embrace, one hand caressing his back and the other holding his head. “We’ll get you that help, you’d like that?” You asked him, making sure you see his face, which was nodding yes, “okay, that’s good.”