the reader is the avatar of Anubis and one say Marc is called out for a mission from Khonsu about a new avatar thats been going around so Marc gos out to fine them and once he does its like love at first site… he cant get them out of his head after that so when they meet again the reader teases Marc from when they first met and Marc gets annoyed and so kinda like a angry smut yk?
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This is so interesting - yes!
this is my first time writing for Marc so I'm scared i made him OOC but i tried my best to stick to his character. Hope you all enjoy!
Rivals
🍋NSFW
pairing: Marc X reader
Warning: bandage bondage, ‘hate’ fucking, reader is a tease and so is Marc, battling for dominance through sex - kind of, love at first sight, minor degrading, hickies, mentions of a size difference, he has a big dick too, creampie
Khonshu demanded him to a new mission. Frustration clear in his voice as there was confirmation of a new avatar. Ever since Ammits defeat new avatar's were needed to protect the world. Sure enough, new ones were appearing but that also meant it was a new fresh slate. God's that were once sealed away were released and given a chance to redeem themselves. To prove they had humanities best interest.
It wasn't a surprise Anubis was quick to find his avatar. But that meant it was now Marc's job to babysit. Much to his reluctance.
As he appeared on the scene you glanced over his way. Ignoring him as you slammed down your staff, Canopic Jars circling the space around you. Dead bodies were laid out around you as your eyes glowed a bright yellow.
In the sudden burst of energy your hood fell down to reveal your face. Marc's breath hitched as he watched the way the golden glow highlight your features. You were shining as brightly as the sun.
Each of their souls flooded the jars, going into the white hearts that sat inside them. You nodded to the dead as you picked the jars up, tying them to your belt.
"Enjoy the show, Moonknight?"
Your voice snapped him out of his trance. It felt like honey to his ears. He stayed hidden in the shadows as you smirked. His heart was thumping as he stared at you.
Seeing as you were getting no response you twirled your staff to your side. Saluting him with a big smile. It was hard to not see a bulk of white in a dark alleyway, especially with those glowing eyes of his.
"See you around."
And just like that, you were gone. Knoshu's voice blared into his head, scolding him for standing around like a useless pole. Marc just huffed as he marched through the scene. It was time to clean up the mess you made.
Ever since they day he couldn't stop thinking about you. Didn't help that Steven was fanboying about seeing Anubis's work through you, even though he really wished he saw the God as well. But God's are busy.... unless you're Knoshu.
You were...hard to describe. Too many words fit you yet none of them did you justice. Marc banged his head against the wall as he groaned. Utterly fed up with himself with how he was behaving. He couldn't believe he was in late 30's and still getting crushes like this. Shouldn't he be doing taxes or something.
He ran a hand over his face as he glanced at the booze near by. Before he could even go for it, the annoying birds voice boomed in his ears. Marc deflated as the suit consumed him; glaring at the window as he knew he'd have to climb out it.
The night air felt cool against him as he glided through the air, finding his target with ease. And the fact that Khonsu was directing him. He landed, sending a kick right to someone's face. A swish of white was all he allowed them to see as he slammed his fist down someone's jaw. Switching between him and Steven whenever he needed assistance.
You watched with a grin as you sat on the rooftop. Enjoying the show. Your eyes wracked over the people lying on the floor and failed to sense any dead bodies - badly beaten and will be most likely coughing up blood - but none were dead.
"There is nothing for us here."
You glanced at your god as he towered over you. He liked to keep himself within his own realm, only assisting you by controlling your body or entering your mind. It wasn't often you saw him in the flesh.
"Can't I at least talk to him?"
Anubis sighed. knowing full well you wanted to do more than talk. But he just nodded his head with a curt 'very well' . You smiled as you jumped up from your spot, charging forward as you leaped at the man in white. Marc grunted as he grabbed your form, spinning you both around so you landed on your back. He raised a Crescent blade to you as he stared down.
"Heyy, how's it going?" You spoke up. Cringing as your head sunk into your neck. You really should of thought that through more.
Marc blinked, he couldn't believe it was you again. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh! So you can speak - I started brushing up on sign language, just incase."
His heart skipped. Did you really put in that much effort just incase he was mute? The implication you wanted to talk to him went straight to two directions. His heart and his dick.
"I won't repeat myself." He barked out, keeping his eyes in a glare.
"You do know what Anubis does, right? I send the souls of the dead to him and for the hearts to be weighed."
You manifested a jar, tapping it with your other hand as you showed to him. He could see the outline of a realistic heart carved into it.
"Any souls here?" Marc looked back at the group all laying on the floor. Some bent over bins with broken limbs. "Nope! All alive." You grinned as you waved your hand, dismissing the jar.
"I was getting worried I'd never see you again since last time you just stood there staring at me."
You huffed as you tried to sit up, only to find your legs were tangled up with his. "Which is pretty rude by the way!"
Oh god's. You were almost as chatty as Steven. Marc held back his groan as he looked up to the stars. This was who he fell for? But he couldn't bring himself to actually be mad about it. Your voice sent sparks all over his body. He'd let you talk his ears off - he was completely whipped.
"You don't ever shut up, do you?"
"No, but maybe I would if you didn't ask so many questions."
And you're a smart ass. The feeling between his legs only grew as he tried to stay composed. Trying not to think how your legs were pinned under his and spread. He could see a faint outline of your sex from how tight your pants wore. His mind was beginning to race; the things he could do to you.
You couldn't say you were in any better position. There was a reason you wanted to meet him again. You've been watching his fights for awhile. Seeing him switch between a tailored suit and his armour. Getting a peak of muscle and how tight his clothes wrapped around him.
And now you were like this - you could feel his large his body was against yours. Completely covering you. It made you highly aware of the way his hand was still tightly gripped around his weapon. It looked so small in his hand. You tried your best to not bite your lip as your mind filled with images even you would be too shy to speak of.
"You should really put that down before you poke someone's eye out." You pressed two fingers to his knuckles, lowering his hand with ease. His blade disappeared as he flexed out his hand.
"Dog got your tongue, again? get it because I work for Anubis - dog head." You gestured to your own head but you got no response.
The silence was eating away at you. You were being left alone with your thoughts for too long. You frowned as you looked up at him.
"You're not much of talker, are you? You know I've heard a lot about you, always brooding and rude- AH~!"
You both stilled as his hips pressed against yours. He didn't mean to do that - his hand was pressed firmly against your mouth. Hunched over you as your sexes pressed against each other. His mask disappeared from his face as his hood dropped. Revealing the way his cheeks were red as his eyes couldn't stop flickering down to where your bodies meet.
"Sorry-" he started, trying to move but you hugged his legs, pushing him closer.
Whatever you were saying was muffled as you kept nudging him closer. He didn't need to be a genius to understand what you were trying to say - a smirk grew on his lips as he grinded against you.
"Is that what you wanted?" He tilted his head, thrusting between his grinds making your body jerk. "No wonder you were so insistent on bothering me."
"You're just a bitch in heat."
He looked at you to see if he went too far but he watched as your eyelashes fluttered. Your eyes rolling back ever so slightly. Marc chuckled at this discovery, only making your annoyance grow.
You bit his palm making his hand clamp down on it harder. Growling as you adjusted your legs, forcing them over his as you rolled. He landed on his back with a thud as his hand dropped from your mouth. You rolled your hips as you searched for that build up on pleasure all over again.
Marc felt something light up in him. Oh, you liked a challenge. He grabbed your hips, jerking his hips up as he watched your expression falter. you tried grabbing at his hands but bandages shot out from his arms, tangling around your wrists as they pulled your arms behind you.
"Not so fast."
You huffed as he completely took over your pace. Growing more frustrated at the fabric between you two. You tugged at the restraints as you bared your teeth. Marc sat up as he kept you against him.
"Getting worked up so easily." He cooed, lips hovering over yours. You refused to close the gap no matter how much you wanted to. Keeping your mouth just grazing against his as he talked. "You've really wanted this, haven't you?"
"i preferred it when you didn't talk." You spat.
Keeping your glare level with his as your lips twitched. Adrenaline was rushing through you as his bandages tightened around your wrists. Marc barked out a laugh. Guiding your body back to the ground as the bottom part of his suit disappeared. His cock slapping against your thigh, your breath hitched at the size of It.
You wanted to slap yourself for not thinking about your suit earlier. You forced the bottom part to disappear revealing your arousal. Marc felt himself twitch at the sight of you, it was better than anything he could ever imagine.
"Go on, put it to use." You nudged your head, gesturing to his dick.
"So impatient, you think you can take this? Oh baby." His voice was filled with mocking pity. it made your ears burn.
This bastard! You sat up forcing your arms Infront of you as you wrapped them around his head. Yanking him forward, the head of his cock pressing against your hole. He groaned as his head pressed against your neck. His hand moved down to rub circles against your flesh, inserting a finger as he began to thrust. You nibbled at his exposed neck as you tried to move your hips with his movements.
Marc groaned as he tilted his head back, exposing more of his throat as he pushed his fingers in further. Going knuckles deep as he added another finger, you clenched around them with a grunt. It wasn't long for you to find that sensitive spot by his Adams apple. Biting down with a small snarl as he jerked his hips up. He held back his moan with a strained expression.
Your cheeks burned as you let out a strangled noise. Stars flashing before your eyes as you felt yourself clench. Your orgasm crashing against you as your nails dug into his cape. The sound of fabric tearing was drowned out by the sound of your own heart. Your blood rushing through your ears as you felt his fingers still pumping into you.
You tried to yank away from your restraints but it was to no avail. Cursing to yourself in your head as you pried your lips from his neck. “Please- fuck me properly.”
Marc’s shit eating grin returned as his chest puffed out in victory. You didn't have time to whine at the loss of his fingers as the fat tip of his cock prodded your entrance. Stretching you out even more than his fingers ever could as he slowly sank into you. A groan escaped him as your walls hugged his shaft at every new inch, your body pleading to take all of him even if you refused to admit it. He knew you were bark and hardly any bite. Not even you could suppress the little noises coming out of you as he thrusted his hips up. Forcing your body to bounce up and down as your thighs slapped together.
“See, you get what you want when you ask nicely.”
“Fuck off.” You instantly regretted your words as he moved your hips up, only leaving the tip in as he started to shift back. “No- don't!”
Marc let out a breathy chuckle as he moved your arms from his head. Pinning them down to the concrete floor as only your hips were in the air, balancing on his muscular thighs as he pounded into you. The sudden feeling of being full once again made your eyes cross as your back arched. Crying out in delight as his cock pressed further into you than his fingers. Drilling into that certain spot much to your relief each time.
“Fuck baby - you feel so good.” His voice was husky as he felt himself getting close. Still staying relentless in his thrusts as his hips stuttered. Growing more sloppy as the brink grew closer and closer. “Such a good slut,”
Oh Gods above, thank you. He was perfect!
A scream was ripped out of you as he bit down on your throat. Mimicking what you did to him, he sucked and nibbled your sensitive skin. Leaving trails of open mouth kisses against them as he let out grunts of pleasure.
“Going to cum-” he warned, getting ready to pull out but you wrapped your legs more securely around his waist. Keeping him flush against you as you glared up at him,
“Inside.” you growled out. Marc swallowed as he took in your face. Your voice was rough and desperate. Commanding and yet, he could see the way your eyes shined with need, Silently pleading him to fulfil your order. Your wish. And who was he to deny such a gorgeous face?
He spilled inside, his cum filling you up as he slowly steadied himself. Fucking his cum in deeper as you mewled, your own orgasm following soon after.
You both panted as your highs began to die. The bandage on your wrists weaved down your arms, reaching their destination and joining his suit once more. Marc pulled your wrists to his face, checking for any marks or soreness. There was a line of red but nothing too worrisome. You couldn’t stop the smile that grew on your face at his tender touch. As if he didn’t just pound into you. You were sure your hips were bruised him how tight his grip was.
There was a silence between you as Marc chewed on his words. Unable to muster them as he let out a sigh. You moved your palms to his, intertwining your fingers causing him to look at you. Gaze lingering at your joined hands.
“I’m free tonight, my apartment is pretty far from here.” was all you said, a hopeful smile on your face. Completely shredding yourself of the bratty attitude from earlier.
“I got left overs from this really nice Chinese restaurant.”
“Sounds delicious.”
He finally pulled out as he helped you to your feet. Your legs wobbling as cum dripped down your thighs. Marc had to pry his eyes away as he focused on your face. You both summoned the rest of your suits back as he picked you up bridal style, you let out a laugh as he carried you across rooftops.
“I'm (Y/N) by the way.”
it just hit him that he didn't even know your name until now. He let out a loud laugh in disbelief as he shook his head. “I’m Marc.”
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Pretty please may I request aftercare with Silco after he overstimulates the reader to tears. (Consensual of course)
Of course, since you asked so nicely haha
Dry your tears
🍐 slight nsfw
Pairing: Silco X reader
Warning: brief NSFW, mentions of bondage, overstimulation
Alright let's get this wholesome show on the road! Btw for anyone looking to do asks on my masterlist I Have my rules and other writing!
Link: Arcade masterlist
Remember, it's not just the submissive who needs aftercare. All parties do - especially if you're performing any BDSM or sub/Dom scenes. You're both placed into a different mindset and need time to settle back down.
Aftercare is very important so make sure you're checking in with your partner and see what will make you both comfortable and happy!
Sorry it's short but I hope you like it regardless! I wanted to focus on the aftercare aspect because I'm a sucked for soft tender Silco~
"Ah- SILCO~!" you sobbed out. Legs unable to stop moving as you tried to squirm away from his fingers.
His other hand was gripping your hips as he mercilessly played with your most sensitive part. Your breathes were shaky and uneven. Tears streaming down your face as you felt yourself climax for the 6th time this night.
You tried to beg for him to stop, though your brain was spiraling at how good it felt and wanted to scream out for more, but your voice got caught in your throat. He always knew who to leave you absolutely wrecked; fulfilling your every desire.
"Come on, pet - is that all you got?"
You whimpered as he rolled his thumb over your sex. Shaking your head you felt the familiar rush knot back into your stomach far quicker than expected. But nothing came. You were left dry as you cried.
Silco finally removed his hand. Taking in the view before him as he leaned down. Trailing his hands up your stomach. You looked at him with pleading eyes. He began unbuckling your wrists from the bed post. Giving each one a kiss as he gently rubbed the flaming marks it left behind.
It was as if a switch was suddenly clicked in him. His eyes melting into warm pools as he left kisses all over your wrists, trailing it to your finger tips.
You couldn't help but sink into his loving gaze. A small smile on your lips. Fatigue hitting you hard as you struggled to keep up with his movements.
"My love, are you alright?" His voice was as soft as his touches. Wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks with his thumb.
Your voice came out as a hoarse whimper. As you clung to him. Despite it all you were smiling, lazily nodding your head as you took his thumb and placed it in your mouth. Looking up at him through wet eyelashes innocently.
He chuckled, kissing your forehead. He moved his thumb to press it on your lips, caressing them before keeping it pressed down. You hummed. Unable to stop the smile on your face as your legs twitched. A reminder of his hard work felt warm between them.
"My, my, aren't you sweet, come, it's time to rest."
You whined, latching onto his chest as he tried to get off the bed. He smiled before prying your hands off. Your brain was complete goo; normally you'd be fine but right now? You feared he has betrayed you. Left you in his room alone to fend off this daze all by yourself.
Previous lovers have done so.
But your worries cleared as soon as he came back, holding a small bowl in one hand whilst the other held a circular box. A damp rag over his arm. You felt bad he was moving about so much; his back must of been aching after all that. And yet here he was, looking after you.
You hiccuped, unable to stop the smile that grew bigger on your face. He sat down beside you, stroking your cheek. You crumbled into his palm as you hugged it, littering it with kisses to show your appreciation. Your voice was long gone.
"Was I too rough with you?"
You furiously shook your head. You didn't want him to worry about you anymore than he already was. He reached over to his desk, placing a cup of water to your lips. You struggled to sit up but was able to move enough. The male lifted your chin, opening your mouth just enough for you to take greedy gulps. The water was warm but you didn't care. You needed something to soothe the dryness.
You coughed, humming. Trying to conjure up your voice. Silco waited for you. Petting your head as you finally found it.
"You-- You was fine. I'm fine, just tired."
"and you were wonderful, you did amazing." He opened the box; scooping out a white cream as he took your wrist in one hand. He rubbed the cream into the seething marks, you hissed at the sudden change in temperature. The cream was too cold.
"I know, I'm sorry my love, but it'll soothe it."
You nodded. Giving him your other wrist as he did the same thing. He kissed both of your knuckles as he held your hands. Taking a moment for himself to breathe.
"Are you okay? Do you need to lay down?" You asked, leaning towards him with a curious look.
"A few aches but they'll pass." He dismissed.
You shook your head. Guiding him to the bed as you gently pushed him down on the soft mattress. He sighed as he sunk deeper into it. Feeling his tense muscles click as he stretched out. Sighing as he felt one stiff knot in his shoulder finally pop.
Aging in the undercity was not kind. You worried he'll pull a hip one day. Or worse - you will. You were sure neither of you wanted that.
You wet the rag and drained it. Wiping away the sweat that clung to his skin before gently wiping his soft cock. His breath hitched as you wiped your thumb through the rag on his tip.
"There, all clean." You smiled.
He gestured for the bowl, you gave it to him as he copied your previous movements. Wiping your body down before cleaning up the mess he made. Making sure to kiss the bruises forming on your throat from his harsh bites.
"Feel better?" He asked, you nodded.
Rolling on your side as he moved the items away. You snuggled into side whilst he got himself more comfortable. Taking out one of his cigars, trimming off the edge as he flicked his lighter. You took it from his hands and lit his cigar, kissing his cheek after.
He rubbed your still shaky legs, drawing circles into your skin as he hugged you close. He let out a long drag of smoke; making sure to turn his head to avoid blowing it in your face.
"I'm so proud of you, you always find new ways to amaze me."
You smiled at his praise. Nuzzling your cheek against his chest as you played with the strands of hair on it. It wasn't thick but you didn't mind. Curling the few grey hairs you found as your eyelids grew heavy.
"I love you, Silco." You mumbled. Drifting to sleep as you body became limp.
He smiled, patting your thigh. "I love you aswell."
Of course!!! Im back in a creative flow and want to enjoy it as much as I can. I've missed writing content and if people want to see some vampire dilf then who am I to say no?
Hey y'all, I just wanted to say thank you for everyone who's been requesting and interacting with my blog
But I really need you guys to look at the rules. It's in my masterlist at the bottom but incase any new followers didn't know or for anyone who didn't realize
These are the rules
I had someone ask for a prompt today that described sexual abuse and I will not be writing content like that. I strongly believe that as long as things are consentual and moral, it's no one's bussiness into your sexual fantsties or kinks
But please don't ask for prompts for sexual abuse and wanting a character to force someone/you into a toxic mindset (in this case misogyny) and obdidence through sex that keeps you in a harmful relationship.
BDSM training and obdidence stuff can be safe and good sexual practices but again, it needs to be consentual
What was asked of me was not and honestly made me very uncomfortable. Please read the rules and respect my limits.
I'm sorry to the person who requested this, I have faith that they didn't know my rules or realize this was bad or didn't intend on crossing a boundary. I'm sure you had no bad intentions and just wanted to request something.
But I needed to make this clear. I'm all for dark media. I use to love yandere fics and still read fics about Slashers but I make sure the content that's in there avoids these kind of things. Consent is very important to me
but I have boundaries and I don't want this kind of thing in my requests again. This is the second time I've had a uncomfortable request that involves some form of abuse and wanted to make things clear before I get anymore
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Would you be open to writing about the Arcane women? Also are you ok with ppl making art/writing based what you've written?
Yes and yes to both!
I'm more than happy to write for the women too! I've actually been thinking of some fanfic ideas for them so please - ask away!
And I'd be more than happy to see people be creative with my work! Either it being art, a meme or writing - tag me in it and credit me if you do but honestly? It would make my entire life to see you guys interacting with my writing like that!
