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just a redraw of my favorite work

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INVINCIBLE i finished INVIBVICBLE class doodles of my goats + ocs with my bestie HAPPY EMOJI
catboys!!!!!
JESUS CHRIST
Blue suit mark had me feeling several things. Also, itâs literally a crime there are NO fics of him?? I need to rectify this situation.
PROCREATE | LIGHTROOM
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Markus Sebastian Grayson
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Who's the best invincible variant? I think it's mohawk mark hands down
im so scared.

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spiderman meets invincible!
yandere mark nsfw alphabetđłđł loved the idea
cw; DARK CONTENT! MDNI!!! rape, breeding/baby trapping, dacryphilia, asphyxiation, abusive 'relationships', edging, predator/prey dynamics, nipple play, kidnapping, food tampering, mentions of suicidal ideation, threats of violence, implied death, manipulation, victim blaming, branding, mentions of incapacitation.
about; nsfw alphabet ft. cray cray mark x gn! reader xx a/n; a couple of u asked for this so here it is :D not edited & straight off the dome so excuse any grammatical errors. will edit if necessary xx
A= Aftercare
Self indulgent post, Mark being down bad
You were thankful you decided to stay home today, the storm was unrelenting outside as rain pattered down against surfaces like bullets, thunder and lightening exploding amidst the wind and rain. As ominous as it was, taking safety measures and remaining inside comforted you, you followed procedure, anything else is out of your hands.
A warm mug next to you as your favorite blanket draped over your legs, your laptop dimly playing videos of varying types. Everything was fully charged, your phone next to you, quiet as a mouse. You weren't going to move for a while...
A knock on the front door quickly stopped your train of thought, all appreciation dissipating.
Holding back a groan, you got up from the couch, adjusting your clothes as you made a beeline for the doorâ peephole be damned, who's crazy enough to be out in this weather?
Swinging the door open, you look up to a messy head of sopping wet black hair. You almost didn't recognize Mark since his hair is always out of his face. His eyes were swollen, and his lips tugged into a cross between a frown and a pout. This is the first time you've seen him since your break-up about a month ago.
"... Mark?"
"... Hi." He sounded glad, like he didn't expect you to answer. "... c-can I come in? I just- I need to talk to you, like REALLY need to."
"No." Your answer may have been cold, but your relationship ended on bad terms. "Go home, it's thundering outside."
His heart plummeted to his stomach seeing you close the door, his hand quickly reaching out as well as his foot to keep it open. "Waitâ please. (Name), hear me out. Just hear me out and I'll go, I swear." His voice almost cracked as he begged you.
"Mark, it's over. I gave you back all your stuff and deleted your number, just move onâ"
"I can't." He whimpered, "please, don't make me do thisâ I can't find anyone else like you." He sighed, unsure if it was shaky from the cold or the sob bubbling in his throat. "Don't leave me, please- just hear me out."
You grimaced, the door opening further by his hand. "(Name), you don't have to respond now, but please just... don't do this." Mark approached you, clothes soaked through his coat and hands hesitant to touch you. "I-I can't stop thinking about you, please babyâ"
You looked away, wincing at the nickname. "I told you not to call me that."
"I'll call you whatever you wantâ fuck, (name), pleaseâ" you heard a thud, glancing back to him you found him on his knees, his arms caging around your legs. "Don't leave me, please- need you so bad.." he sniffled, a choked sob escaping him.
His rambling continued as he rubbed his cheek against your body. You're now mortified as your hands on his shoulders to balance yourself. "Mark. Get up. My neighbours will seeâ"
"Let them, I don't care." He huffed, the tears and sobbing returning tenfold. "Just take me backâ I-I'll be good, I promise." Mark looked up at you with glossy eyes, the pink undertones of his skin now more evident from both the cold and the crying. "Please baby, lemme be your good boy again..! I'll be the best, I promise. I love you so much..!"
Your other hand landed on his head by mistake, he almost moaned at the feeling of you touching him in a way that slightly resembled affection, leaning up to your hand. "I know deep down you still love me too.." he huffed, that sentence was such a gamble.
"Let me in, let me show you how much I love you." He kissed your body wherever he could reach, causing you to yelp. "Mark!! What the hell?! I'm serious! Stop it!"
With renewed vigour, he looked up at you. "I'll stop when you let me in... please, baby.. it's so cold outside..."
OVERSTIMULATING YOUR ALIEN BOYFRIEND !
pairing â mark grayson x gn!reader.
synopsis â what the title says đ stumbled upon this on twt and immediately thought of mark grayson. [ the link is porn btw so yeah fair warning ]
warnings â uhh porn with no plot :p
a/n â first post really nervous, i don't really write nsfw a lot so yeah mb if this is bad :( i just really had to get it out there LMFAO. i need him so bad it's actually insane. mark grayson get out my head challenge : impossible!
thinking about mark grayson being a good boy for you <3
jerking him off after a particularly stressful mission, his small moans turning into full blown whimpers and whines as he tries not to blow his load right then and there because he's a good boy, he knows better.
"baby please, please"
Me searching for fanfics after watching a series/film/videogame/reading a book and becoming obsessed with that character:

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hands on tities
SPIT
innocent!reader whoâs always been so sweet, so shy, so careful with everythingâespecially with steveâfinally working up the nerve one quiet night to ask for something filthy she read about online and canât stop thinking about.
youâre curled up on his lap in the dim light of his bedroom, movie long forgotten on the tv, your head tucked under his chin while his hand strokes lazy circles on your thigh. youâve been quiet for a while, fidgeting, cheeks warm, and steve notices because he always notices.
âwhatâs going on in that pretty head, baby?â he asks, voice soft, thumb brushing the edge of your shorts.
you hide your face against his neck, mumbling something he canât quite catch.
he chuckles low, the sound rumbling through his chest. âuse your words, sweetheart. you know i like hearing you.â
it takes another minute of coaxingâgentle kisses along your hairline, fingers tracing your spineâbefore you finally lift your head, eyes wide and glassy, bottom lip caught between your teeth.
âi⌠i want you toâŚâ you trail off, voice barely a whisper. âum, spit in my mouth.â
steve goes still. just for a second. then his hand tightens on your hip, eyes darkening as he tilts his head to really look at you.
âsay that again,â he murmurs, voice dropping lower, rougher. âlouder this time.â
you swallow hard, thighs squeezing together. âi want you to⌠spit in my mouth. please.â
he exhales through his nose, like heâs trying to keep control, but the way his jaw flexes says heâs already gone. âyou sure about that, baby? thatâs not very innocent.â
you nod quickly, cheeks burning. âi know. i just⌠i keep thinking about it. and i want it to be you.â
steve groans softly, like youâve punched him in the gut, and shifts you so youâre straddling him properly, hands sliding up under your shirt to grip your waist. he studies your faceâsearching for any hesitation, any sign youâre not serious.
when he finds none, he leans in slow, brushing his lips against yours in the softest kiss. âmkay,â he whispers. âbut youâre gonna have to open wide fâme. and youâre gonna keep those pretty eyes on mine the whole time, yeah?â
your breath hitches. you nod again, heart hammering so loud youâre sure he can feel it.
he pulls back just enough, one hand cupping the back of your neck, thumb stroking under your jaw. âopen,â he says, voice quiet but commanding.
you doâlips parting, tongue flat, eyes locked on his like he asked. youâre shaking a little, nervous, excited, embarrassed all at once.
steve looks at you like youâre the prettiest, dirtiest thing heâs ever seen.
he gathers spit slowâdeliberatelyâletting you watch the way his tongue moves behind his teeth. then he leans in, close enough that his breath fans over your lips, and lets it fall.
thick, warm, right onto your waiting tongue.
it hits and you flinch instinctivelyâbecause itâs so wet, so real, so gross in the best way. the taste is just himâsalty, warm, intimateâand you feel it coat your tongue, slide toward the back of your throat.
your eyes water instantly. you whimper, soft and surprised, but you donât pull away. you keep your mouth open, keep your eyes on his, even as a tear slips down your cheek.
steveâs thumb catches it, wipes it away gently. âswallow,â he murmurs, voice wrecked. âshow me you can take it.â
you doâslow, throat working, the taste lingering as it goes down. itâs disgusting. itâs perfect. you feel filthy and cherished all at once.
steve groans, low and deep, pulling you in to kiss you hardâtongue sweeping in to taste whatâs left of himself in your mouth. he kisses you like heâs claiming you, like heâs proud, like he canât get enough.
when he pulls back, youâre panting, lips swollen, eyes dazed.
âwas that disgusting enough for you, baby?â he asks, smirking just a little, thumb tracing your bottom lip.
you nod, shy again, burying your face in his neck. âyeah. i liked it.â
he laughs softly, arms wrapping tight around you. âgood. âcause weâre not done. next time you want something nasty, you just ask, okay? iâll give you whatever you need.â
you shiver, already thinking about next time.
steve harrington knows how to ruin you sweetly. and youâre already ruined for anyone else.