you can leave them, but it’s not guaranteed they’ll be done, though they may inspire me!!
On One Piece I’m on chapter 611 so don’t be a horrible human and send in spoilers.
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when you get injured during a job, you and john have a genuine conversation for once
𑣲 alone in this shitty world I @starktonyx
( bucky x reader) (john walker x reader) After Yelena’s sudden outburst, the group scatters around the streets of New York. And, as if this wasn’t already the weirdest day of your life, you find yourself reaching to comfort the last person you ever thought you'd feel sorry for, John Walker. And Bucky is as confused as you are.
𑣲 dating john walker hc I @aquaholicsanonymousworld
𑣲 just one bite I @endofthelinegang
john walker would love nothing more than to go to bed, really he wouldn’t but you won’t let him rest without him fulfilling your request.
𑣲 the patriot I @/endofthelinegang
𑣲 drabble I @vamplvs
𑣲 rough night? I @/vamplvs
𑣲 bite the hand that needs you I @swordgrace
after getting injured on a mission and dismissing your help, you can’t seem to shake why john doesn’t like you. the answer is more complicated than you thought.
𑣲 a black eye and two kisses I @/swordgrace
john has a bad habit of running his mouth, especially during a sparring lesson — after taking it too far, he makes it up to you in more ways than one.
𑣲 need that I @blank-potato
You think everything he does is hot, and eventually he takes notice.
𑣲 stitches I @bruisedboys
john grudgingly patches you up after a mission — it gets more intimate than you both expect.
Hello, can you complete the story of young Sinbad and the reader? I haven't seen many people writing about young Sinbad and I saw your story and I liked it. So can you do that for me?
Unfortunately it’s been years since i’ve looked at that, like 5-6 years! and as much as I still love magi and my other fandoms I don’t have a lot of time on my hands anymore<3 but thank you for loving it so much anon!
| working for the spider-society had it’s perks including a hot boss, but what happens when you accidentally forget to label one of your concoctions.
word count—2.6K
cw— boss!miguel + some plot + work setting + fem!reader + performance anxiety brief + breeding kink + creampie + praise + primal play perhaps? + (f.) receiving + mating press + spanish is spoken comes with translation ;) + aftercare + no beta reader
notes: i didn’t fully translate, some phrases I just think some of y’all would know… also part 2 might come i don’t know!!
It all started when you replaced his serum with well…fill in the rest of the blank.
You run full force down the hall and he’s straight on your tail. The headquarters closed hours ago; Your own self-proclaimed way to gain Mr. O’Hara’s attention was to work late and hard. Hence, why you are tailing it down the 4th Hall??
“Mr. O’Hara,” you huff in exhaustion.
What the hell did you put in that serum?
Your mind was scrambled as you try to think of what you did to the formula. Sure, you’ve experimented with aphrodisiacs in the lab room. On a low scale of course. Sometimes you’d even take the serum home and rub it on your-
FOCUS!
You supposed a man like Mr. O’Hara had plenty of stamina You peak behind your shoulder to see him running after you still. His skin-tight suit reveals every muscle working in his body, and his mouth is salivating as he runs after you, “Y/N,” he growls.
It shoots a painfully sinful feeling through you as you dart into a nearby office. It wasn’t the smartest idea, but you couldn’t come up with anything else.
You weren’t like Mr. O’Hara. You didn’t have a genetically mutated body. You could only go for so long. You hid under a nearby table to the farthest from the room. Saying a prayer that he wasn’t too pissed.
Although that did nothing, as Miguel barges in.
“I know you’re fuckin’ in here,” he snarls.
Miguel wasn’t thinking right now, his mind was in fragments. His skin was hot and feverish from the aphrodisiac. His cock was stone hard and his mind couldn’t process what was happening to him. His talon retracted on their own, and his mouth salivated uncontrollably. What have you done to him?
¿Qué has hecho?
-what have you done?-
You try to control your breathing and remain hidden.
“Show yourself! Now!,” he pants. You hear furniture slide against the floor and things falling to the ground. There’s a wave of stillness in the room.
Your heart hammers out of your chest as a bead of sweat trickles down your neck. You feel small waves of the moment in the room like he’s trying to sniff you out. Suddenly a clawed hand grabs onto your ankle yanking you out from under the table.
“Mr. O’Hara!” you yelp.
Those sanguine eyes take you in animistically. He crouches down, “It’s alright Cariño,” he whispers weirdly soothing.
“Mr. O’Hara, I’m really sorry,” You mutter softly, trying to reason even though your body is saying another thing altogether. You find yourself staring at him steadily. He pulls you closer to him his hands grabbing onto your arms, holding you close. His face is mere inches from yours. You can feel Miguel’s warm breath tickling your cheek.
“It’s okay.”
You sigh with gratitude realizing everything is okay. “You’ll make it up to me,” he says, his body language clear on what he wants. His fangs are drawn as he drags them against the skin on your neck. Air gets caught in your throat as your hands find his muscular arm holding onto him gently. He waits as you open yourself to him subconsciously.
The bite is nothing you’ve ever felt before. The pain is titillating. You should panic, run and thrash against Miguel. Yet, you stay there paralyzed by his gaze. You feel lightheaded as darkness takes over your eyesight. You’re losing consciousness you realize all too late.
Miguel was a gentleman. Even as his mind wanders to raunchy places. His body feels like it’s in heat. He wants you near and yet so far. His fingers slowly circle around your ankle slowly. He’s so mesmerized by you and you don’t even know it.
You were a lab tech, at the Spider Society working closely with Lyla to develop advanced technology to protect the muti-verse. You weren’t a spider-person at all, but you worked closely with Peter Parker in his universe. Your work was recognized and recruited by Miguel. Ever since then, he’s been in love with you and in denial all at the same time.
Sometimes if he imagines closely enough-
You start to wake, rubbing your eyes slowly. A soreness is recognized in your neck, you lift your hand up to touch the spot. You’re too preoccupied to realize Miguel; He waits expectantly.
Your eyes slightly widen as you remember what you’ve done. You slowly turn, a pair of eyes staring right back at you.
You tense up, as Miguel rests his head on your shoulder slowly.
“Relajate Amor,” he mumbles feeling so close to you. He can hear your heartbeat like a hummingbird flapping its wings.
You obey him, embarrassingly quick. For a second you just allow the moment to be. Not worrying about what’s to come of it. Your eyes glance around the room. This must be where Miguel rests. His bed’s pretty soft you think as you touch the sheets and big too. You let out a sigh of contentment.
“Glad to know you like it just as much as I do,” Miguel mumbles into your shoulder.
“Mr. O’Hara,” you hesitantly say. You weren’t sure what to ask. You wanted to fuck him that much was clear, but did he know that you were falling in love with him. Every single lingering glance and brushing of hands has blossomed into something inside you.
He chuckles, “You know better than that.”
You rephrase it, “Miguel.”
His name taste like heaven on your tongue. He sits back now sitting on his haunches head resting in your lap. Miguel looks up at you with undivided attention.
Miguel finds it hard to control himself his body aches with need. And the waves only get stronger as he smells in between your legs: Something sweet-tangy and everything he needs.
“I hope this isn’t weird. I’m very sorry, I understand if I’m terminat-”
“I’d never terminate you,” He says with his chest not a hint of doubt. His eyes look deeply into yours as if he wants you to fully comprehend what he’s saying.
You bite your lip, now that you are so close you feel shy and exposed.
He clocks it quickly, “No need to shy away”—Miguel strokes your cheek—” I’m here right now. I’m ready.”
That’s all it takes. Your lips find his own; You kiss him as if you won’t be able to do it again. His lips are warm and soft like silk. You pull away for a breath, for a hint of sanity. Miguel pulls you back in, his hands finding your neck roughly. His other hand trails down your back settling on your lower back.
“Miguel,” you groan
“Sí.”
“I want-”
“I know, I want it too. I-” His words fail him just as your words do too. This moment feels unreal. He starts to strip away your clothes. Layer after layer falls away. He disregards them away, taking in every single part of you.
His eyes can’t dart across your bare skin any quicker. Your eyes wanna rest upon him too, you place a hand on his shoulder.
His suit was nothing, but a digital after all. It’s nothing that you could rip off. He undoes it, revealing everything to you. You look at his bronzed body, all the small nicks and scars rest upon his toned physique.
Your eyes finally rest upon his cock. Big and staring straight at you almost. Miguel gives himself a stroke for you: His balls twitch at the contact of his fingers.
You blink a little, you’ve never taken such a masterpiece. Though you don’t feel fear, the excitement rushes through you. The fact that it’s gonna stretch so good that it hurts.
You clench your legs together, before hesitantly grabbing it yourself. You stroke it in your hands, it’s so heavy. Miguel lets a groan escape him, he could easily get lost in you. Those pretty eyes stared at him drinking in every furrow and crease on his face.
Miguel is quickly painfully slow, he takes your hand away. “Not yet, lay back,” he commands.
You do so letting the plush bed hug you. You sit on your haunches watching as he kneels before you his mouth ghosting your leaking pussy. You could probably create a river with how much is leaking from you. You clench around nothing as he finds your clit easily. His lips wrap around it, sucking softly using his tongue to flick it at the same time.
You whimper, never feeling anything this good.
“Please don’t stop.”
His eyes dart to yours almost saying I don’t plan on it. He lets go of your clit with a pop, before going back in.
He eats like he’s dying watching your wetness coat his cheeks. You buck your hips against him, he laughs hand finding your legs and holding them still. Your head drops again.
“Yes. Yes,” you chant
Miguel feels himself growing heated again. It makes him feel so good that you feel good. His fingers enter you gradually. You try to fight back a scream through your teeth as tears start to build. Your orgasm approaching fast.
His pace doesn’t stop as his fingers slowly enter you at a slow passionate tempo. He makes a point to make a come-hither motion. His mouth sucking on your clit again. Those combinations were dangerous as your legs start to shake.
“Fuck”—Your head lolls back—“It’s so good,” you praise him.
That’s all it takes, the reigns of composure fly away. His tempo becomes fast and rough. As you feel your worries melting away, “Migs, Miguel Please,” you plead helplessly.
“I know. I can feel you. Gonna make a pretty mess for me?” he huffs out
You nod frantically your hands finding his hair, “Ohh shit,” you whine
“Cum! Cum for me princesa,” he says breathlessly.
His words make you squeal, “Haaah Yes.”
You feel your orgasm as you grab his hair and your thighs clamp around his head. You feel winded as Miguel slowly removes his fingers kissing your ankles softly. “You made me so proud. You did it so perfectly. My perfect girl.”
You catch your breath as Miguel comes up and slithers between your legs, giving you a kiss on the lips. He pauses, “You need a minute?”
He has to keep you in mind, even when his isn’t comprehending. Miguel wanted to breed your pussy till he couldn’t anymore. Until his balls were empty.
He kisses your forehead.
“I’m good, just..” You can’t help but grin. This man was making you giddy.
He smiles against your forehead. He couldn’t lie, his excitement was mutual.
Miguel lines himself up smoothly. He watches your face as he inserts just the tip, and your eyebrows knit together a little. “You can tell me if it hurts,” he whispers. You nod as confirmation nails dig into his shoulders. Miguel moans, your nails clawing into him made him feel so turned on. He inserts himself a bit more.
Miguel feels your walls stretching around him, your cunt unbearably hot and slippery. He feels like he’s died and gone to paradise.
You bite your lips, as his dick reaches further and further inside you. He kisses your chest. “It’s okay, you’re doing so good, making me feel so good.”
You smile a little at that. His dick finally is all the way inside his heavy balls slightly pressing against your ass. He starts to move, taking you in slow thrusts. Allowing you to feel every inch of his throbbing cock. You sigh, at how he fits in just right. You feel yourself building up again. He increases his pace: A big mistake.
Miguel never felt this close before. His tip aches with release. And your warm pussy doesn’t help.
Your cunt holds him inside for dear life. Miguel grows comfortable with the rhythm he’s set, as you relax again letting him take charge. Suddenly everything feels wrong and amazing, as he feels himself cumming. His mind can’t seem to process this feeling.
“Fuck, cariño… My dear I-.” his words stuttered as he’s tripping over them. As he tries to keep thrusting inside you. He pulls you close not wanting to see his pathetic face as he cums inside you like a pathetic virgin. His balls draw up as he empties inside you. He breathes heavily against you the tips of his ears redden faintly.
“Perdóname,” he musters pulling out his cum covered tip. “It’s okay,’ you tell him softly. You’re pretty sure he’s just as nervous and excited as you are.
“I thought it was hot. If it’s worth anything,” you admit giggling. You try to lighten the mood.
He chuckles beside your neck, he resumes letting the embarrassment wane off. “You wanna stop?” he asks. He totally understood. He just blew his load so quickly it’s actually crazy. He’s never cum so quickly before. In his mind, he knew, you’d be hard to let go.
You shake your head, “Till the cops come knockin’ or in our case…spider-man,” you joke. Miguel smiles lovingly at you, as he folds your legs to your chest. A newfound desire in his eyes.
He’s got you in a press. With every thrust he makes your legs quiver. His weight makes you feel delirious. His cock hits the deepest part of you. Your eyes begin to tear again.
“My little vixen, so fuckin gorgeous.”
You grab his arms pathetically, trying to ground yourself to reality. It isn’t long before you body is following his every command as you tetter towards the edge as he pounds into your sore pussy.
“Miguel, just like that,” you whine your voice sore.
His balls slap against your ass as his muscular legs tense with every press. He wanted you to have his baby. Maybe it was the serum talking he didn’t know. He wanted you to take all his cum. He wanted you barefoot and round with his offspring.
He wanted to have a family with you.
“I want you all to myself,” he whimpers
Your pussy starts to throb with the oncoming feeling of your climax.
“I want you too,” you confess.
His eyes find yours deeply.
“Are you close, hon? I can feel you…I’m gonna cum too. Gonna cum right inside you.”
You whine and claw as your body tries to curb the intensity of your orgasm. Miguel’s tempo doesn’t falter or stop anything it becomes quicker. His arms shake as he feels himself following right behind you. Your mouth hangs open as a silent scream is on your face. You shake in his arms.
“There you go. Shit, yes. Yes. Yes. Let me feel you, just like that,” he huffs out.
Miguel’s body begins to crumble inside you as long thick ropes of cum coat your insides. “Ahhh, Sí.”
He collapses beside you breathless, you look over at him.
“Migs? You okay?” you ask after a minute.
“Never been better,” he sighs contently.
His eyes slowly close, as his arms reach for you to cuddle with him. You oblige wrapping your arms around him tightly as your head finds his chest.
“I’ll clean in a minute & run you a bath,” he mumbles out
“Miguel, you don’t have-”
“I want to.”
You narrow your eyes at him Miguel had a bad habit of cutting you off. Despite it, you didn’t know what to do. Miguel was your boss. Was this the start of a relationship?
You didn’t know and that frightened you. If this was just a one-time thing, you don’t know if you could handle that. As if he could read your mind.
“We’ll talk about it properly, for now, I just wanna take care of you,” he whispers softly
A small secret smile is found on your face, you nuzzle into his chest further.
part 5 of my 1k event found here :) the final part as well !
pairing(s): catwoman X harley quinn X poison ivy X sidekick!sub-ish!reader.
warning(s): nsfw, kidnapping, they/them pronouns are used, kind of non-con, reader has a crush on the sirens, bad guy kink i think, service sub(?), orgy, nipple play, fingering (f!recieving), teasing, vines for restraints, petnames (little hostage, sidekick, dumbass), hint of hypnosis towards the end.
You groaned as you started to gain consciousness, hearing two female voices holding a conversation. The voices quieted down as you groaned again and pulled against your restraints. You wanted to shout, scream even, but there was tape over your mouth and when you saw who had taken you, you froze and stared up at them both.
SELINA stood with her hands on her hips. “Well, look who’s finally awake. I guess Harley did hit you pretty hard back there.”
“I told you it was an accident. I didn’t think I put that much of’a swing into it,” HARLEY chimed in. She looked at you. “But Red told me to make sure the sidekick didn’t wake up till we were back.”
Selina chuckled. “You watch the hostage, I’ll go find IVY.” She walked out of the hotel room, leaving you and Harley alone.
She walked towards you, sitting on your thigh and tossing her legs over the other. She wrapped her arms around your neck. “We’re gonna have lots of fun with you before we hand you back over to Batman.” Your eyes looked in the opposite direction of Harley. “What? Scared you’re gonna like it, dummy?”
You were forced to look at her. “Like my outfit? I saw you eyeing it during the fight with B-man.”
Your eyes flicked between her face and her tits. “That answers my question.” Harley pressed her lips against the tape, smiling when her lipstick left a mark.
She stood up in time for Selina and Ivy to walk through the door. “I see you’ve made well with the sidekick.” Ivy spoke to Harley referring to the lipstick on the tape.
“Figured out that the dumbass likes my outfit too,” Harley said.
“I bet they like all of our outfits.” Selina teased, her hand going to her hip and the other playing with the zipper of her body suit. “Do you want us to take them off?”
You said nothing in response. You watched as Ivy sat on the hotel bed directly in front of the chair you were tied to. She tossed her leg over the other, her hands going behind her to hold her up. “As much as I’d love to get on with the plan, I think it’s best we test the waters and see how long this sidekick can take a teasing,” Ivy purred. “I’m sure you girls won’t object to that idea.”
Harley jumped on the bed to Ivy’s right. “Never, Red.”
Selina had crawled up on the other side, sitting up on her knees and unzipping her body suit. The zipper rested right above her pussy. She pulled the sides of it outwards, allowing her tits to pop out. Harley had done the same by popping the buttons of her undershirt and pushing her tits out of her bra.
“Overwhelmed?” Ivy asked as she undid the one buckle keeping her shirt on. Your breath had turned heavy, showing them you were enjoying it. “Harley, Selina, be dears and show the sidekick how I like to be worshipped.”
Harley and Selina both got on all fours, making eye contact with you as they slowly licked Ivy’s nipples. Ivy hummed. “The longer you watch, the sooner you get untied. Remember that.”
You looked at her then back at her tits, taking in every movement of the other two.
You watched as Harley took liberty to suck on Ivy’s neck and tease the spit covered nipple between her forefinger and thumb. Selina, on the other hand, continued to suck on Ivy’s nipple while slipping her hand into her own suit and rubbing her pussy.
Ivy’s hands went to Selina and Harley’s heads, her legs spreading to hold her upwards better. You fought the restraints once again, wanting to join them.
You heard Harley giggle. “C’mon, Red, untie the stupid sidekick. Give ‘em splash zone seats.”
You felt something slithering along your wrists and legs, jumping then realizing Ivy had tied you to the chair using her vines. You felt the chair be taken away from under you—it causing you to fall onto your hands and knees.
“Aw, look how good you look on all fours,” Selina commented. “You look even better than your boss like that.”
“Less talking, more worshipping, Selina,” Ivy instructed. “You,” she tapped your arm with her foot, “take off Harley’s pants for her.”
You said nothing and almost stood up, only for Ivy’s vine to wrap around your ankle and swipe it out from under you. You fell, whimpering as you hit the floor. “Red didn’t say stand up,” Harley said teasingly. “Crawl to me, dumbass.”
You did as she said, standing on your knees to undo Harley’s belt. You pulled her pants off her ass and to her lower thighs.
“Good.” You watched as Ivy stood up. Harley turned so her ass was in your face while you saw Selina laying on her back. “Stand.”
You stood up, the fear of your feet being swept out from under you again causing you to slowly do so. You looked over your shoulder to see Ivy sitting in the chair you were tied to earlier. “You’re going to please Harley and Selina for me with your hands. The better you do, the less likely it is that we kill you. And don’t even think about taking off the tape.”
You nodded, looking at Harley and Selina. Your hand closer to Selina rubbed her thigh gently, telling her silently to take off her suit. She seemed to understand as she sat up and started to take it off.
You turned your attention to Harley again. Her pussy on display for you. “C’mon, dumbass, finger it. You know you want to,” she said in a teasing voice.
“Don’t forget about me.” Selina chuckled as she watched you lick two fingers and tease Harley’s pussy with them. You heard her moan. She pushed against your hand, your fingers slipping inside her.
Harley’s pussy around your fingers made you hum quietly. It felt so good because of how wet she had gotten while sucking Ivy’s nipple and listening to her. “That’s it, you dumb little sidekick,” she exhaled. “Now put ‘em to good use~”
She twisted her body so she was able to see you and grab her ass to spread it a bit for your viewing pleasure. You swallowed behind the tape that still remained on your mouth. Your fingers began to curl rapidly, causing Harley to giggle mischievously and bit her bottom lip to contain herself.
You looked at Selina, who was laid on her back completely naked waiting on you with her legs slightly spread. “You have another hand for a reason,” she purred. Selina drug one of her hands down her body while the other remained sprawled above her head. She spread her pussy lips to show off her hole to you, which was beginning to leak. “C’mon, play with this kitten. I would say I don’t bite but I’m sure your boss has come home with enough bite marks from me for you to make the assumption that that statement isn’t true.”
You wanted to rip the tape off your mouth and dive into Selina’s pussy but you knew Ivy would kill you if you did. She wanted to reserve your mouth for her own use.
You licked your middle and ring finger as you did for Harley and gently rubbed them over Selina’s clit. She let out a small moan, causing your fingers that were inside Harley go deeper and make her gasp.
Your fingers slid even easier into Selina’s pussy. You stopped moving your fingers inside Harley and shoved yourself knuckles deep in the both of them.
They both let out a toe curling moan as you started moving your fingers in unison—slow and deep. Ivy’s voice flooded your ears for a second when she said, “keep that pace.”
You could tell that Harley and Selina wanted you to go faster, both of them groaning and grinding against your fingers.
“C’mon, Red, we need it faster,” Selina managed. Her hand went to her clit and as she stimulated it by wildly rubbing her hand side to side, her pussy clenched around your fingers.
As she did that, you took the liberty to rub Harley’s clit with your thumb. She squealed and curled her toes, gripping the sheets. “Stop, please,” you heard her plead.
“Keep going.” Ivy’s voice and light touch on your shoulder startled you for a moment. Her hand moved in small circles. Ivy chuckled.
Selina’s and Harley’s pussies were clenching around your fingers desperately. Ivy took notice and whispered, “enough,”and removed your hands from both of their bodies.
“Red,” Harley whined as she turned on her back, “I was close.” One of her pigtails were about to fall out from how much she was burying her head in her arms and the mattress.
“That’s why I stopped the sidekick.” Ivy stated as she sat down on the bed once again between Harley and Selina. “And I think it’s about time they get what they deserve, hm, girls?
“Get on your hands and knees and crawl to me.”
You did as she commanded, looking up at her. “That’s a good little hostage. Look how pathetic: on your knees for us.” Ivy reached down and ripped the duct tape from your mouth in a swift motion. You moaned. “You haven’t earned my pussy just quite yet, but you deserve at least everything else.”
Ivy took your face in her hand and made it seem as though she was going to kiss you. Rather, she brought you eye level to her chest. “Do as you please with it, just please me and them while you’re at it.”
“Yes, ma’am.” You said as you placed your tongue against Ivy’s nipple, being able to still taste Harley’s cherry lipgloss on it.
You sucked with small moans escaping every now and then as your fingers found Harley’s and Selina’s pussies again. When you felt their slickness, you found their clits and rubbed them roughly for a second before putting three fingers into the both of them.
Harley’s moans were high pitched and Selina’s pants were small as you quickly fingered them. Ivy was also heard amongst them with seductive ‘oh’s and ‘that’s it’s.
“I’m gonna cum~” Harley’s sentence ended in a groan and her whole body shaking as she came.
Selina gave you no warning as her pussy spasmed around your fingers and her back arches, her body slowly returning to the mattress with a long sigh. “Holy shit.”
Ivy chuckled at the both of them. “Off,” she instructed you. You backed off. “Good. At least Batman’s taught you how to listen.”
She kissed you, pulling away shortly. “So naïve. I didn’t even need to give you any of my toxin to do all of that for me.” Ivy kissed you again. “Now, do you wanna go back to Batman?”
“No,” you moaned against her lips.
“Do you want to be my,” she paused to kiss you again, “assistant?”
