#beefy!reader

Pairings:

Eddie Brock/Venom x Male!Reader

Words: 1047

Author's Note:

I mean, you got me there anon, to that I offer you this smutty piece which I hope is alright. Ngl, it's been a very long time since I've written smut.

Deep in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen, inside an apartment, Eddie Brock was dealing with a problem. For the past few days, you’d been behaving strange, well stranger than usual. Your animalistic behavior had gone through the roof; you growled at the mailman, hissed at him when he came from work, scratched weird symbols into the corners of the apartment, and stole his clothes to build what Eddie could only compare to an amalgamation of pillows and clothing. This behavior extended to Eddie being smothered in more hickeys than he thought possible and very rough manhandling as you clung to his back as much as possible. Like now. Eddie had just sat down at the table and opened his laptop when you’d come in from the bedroom, lifted him, and carried him away.

You one-handedly moved a couple of the pillows and clothes around until there was a nice enough space for you to place Eddie. You flopped on top of him, rubbing your head along his stomach, and purred (?) if Eddie could even call it that. The sound was more like a soft rumbling; it reminded him of a predator.

“Hey babe, you ok?” he asked hesitantly.

You grumbled something, moving your head closer to his head. Venom popped up on his soldier; the two of you suddenly became engaged in conversation, if you could call the growls and clicking between the two of you as conversation. Now and then, there were some glances towards him; after one too many of these, Eddie got tired of the exclusion and demanded to know what was going on.

“How familiar are you with mating Eddie?” Venom asked.

“You mean the thing animals do every once in a while when they get super horny?” Eddie responded, “What does that have to do with-oh.”

Eddie may have been a bit slow on the catch-up, but once his brain started firing off, it connected the dots, and he was suddenly feeling hot. You moved yourself up, pinning Eddie to the bed.

“My species goes through a heat or mating season as you call it, once every year; it’s much better when you have a partner or two to help you through it.”

Venom was enthusiastically nodding as Eddie’s mind just stopped working. The little knowledge he had from documentaries mainly drummed down to the constant sex, need to impress potential partners, and for some animals, possessiveness. Eddie felt Venom pull at his mind and bring him out of his thoughts; you were looking down at him expectantly, awaiting his answer. Eddie barely had time to nod before you were ripping his clothes off.

His whines stopped in his throat when you kissed him. “I doubt you’ll need clothes for this,” you muttered when you drew back. Laying kisses from Eddie’s neck to his thighs, you briefly looked at him as you took his dick in one fell swoop. Eddie threw his head back as you worked your magic, using your forked tongue to get the job done. By the time you were satisfied, Eddie was a mess; you moved his legs further apart and began leaving more hickeys, making sure they were more profound than the ones you left before.

Eddie lay there feeling boneless as you rolled off to get the lube. He barely had time to register anything, as you were back in a flash; one finger became two, two became three, and soon enough, you were going at a pace that was sending Eddie off the walls. As he enjoyed the high, he heard you say something; then, three fingers became three fingers from you and two more from Venom. The symbiote moved to shape himself beside you and joined in on loosening Eddie.

“Oh, I hate you both.” he groaned. You and Venom chuckled at his words.

Once you felt satisfied with that, you moved yourself to Eddie’s right, and Venom moved to his left, both lining up your dicks; you moved slowly to get Eddie accustomed. You held his hands back with one hand, using the other three to toy with the rest of his body, a hand on his dick, another on his nipples, and one to hold his leg. Venom held onto Eddie’s other leg with one hand, using the other to help you keep Eddie’s hands bound.

Once you were all in, you shifted slightly to draw out a moan from the man. “F-fu-fuck,” Eddie breathed out.

Venom’s tongue moved over Eddie’s chest, trailing a path over it; you lightly bit Eddie some more as you started moving. The rhythm started slow and unsynced; you and Venom were in sync as you moved your dicks in and out of Eddie by the fifth thrust. Animalistic growls left you alongside Eddie’s moans; your claws dug deeper into his skin as you held on tighter, and the pace grew quicker and harder. Venom had no problem following your lead, matching up with you, and making sure to leave his marks on Eddie. Your hand moved briskly over Eddie’s dick, stopping ever so often to draw out the frustration from him.

Eddie felt like his whole body was on fire, you were relentless, and Venom had no problem doing the same. The hands, the dicks, the bites, the tongues, he was feeling so much stimulation. You and Venom kept him in the middle; even when you switched places, he was sandwiched between the two of you without the dicks moving out. Venom, the bastard, enjoyed making his expand in any way and made it mimic yours; not only did you have two penises, you had two penises with enough ridges that every movement sent a bolt of pleasure up his spine. His face rested on your chest; tongue lolled out, he’d already come twice and was thoroughly having his brains fucked out.

You and Venom increased your speed further, suddenly stopping as you reached your climax; Eddie felt the symbiote fall atop him before helping you move your positions so you could lay to your side. Venom snuggled into Eddie as you nuzzled him, giving him tiny licks and apologizing for the rough behavior.

“It’s ok; I, uh, actually enjoy it.”

You chuckled, “Well, in an hour or two, I’ll be happy to do that again.”

You know Eddie got railed again. I don't make the rules, Eddie just really likes beefy men. And we stan that. Don't forget to drop by the ask box.

six feet tall and super strong

pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

a/n: i changed this one a little bit, hope you dont mind, i loved the request. also, this is a tiny bit suggestive

You were mindlessly scrolling through your Instagram when you saw a video of a random dude doing some sort of trend to show off his muscles and an idea popped into your head. You loved teasing your girlfriend and so you decided to make a video yourself to the song. After all, you were six feet and arguably super strong.

You cringed a bit to yourself as you were watching the video back of you flexing your muscles at the camera but you knew it would be for a good cause.

A couple of hours later, you and the rest of the team were scattered around the common room, everyone minding their own business. You walked into the room and saw Wanda sitting on the couch, wearing her earbuds alongside Natasha and Sam who were watching a sitcom on the tv and you knew that this was the perfect time to send her the video. You went to stand by the kitchen to perfectly capture her reaction, and oh boy was it good.

Wanda opened the message you send her and was met with a video, she clicked on it, expecting nothing particular but when she saw what you made for her she immediately turned red. You flex your muscles and your tattoos being on full display for her made her knees go weak.

“What's wrong Wands?” Natasha asked the brunette after seeing her red face

“N-Nothing, i-I'm just feeling a bit hot” the witch replied to her friend.

“Yeah I bet you do,” you told her in her head

Headcanons for Eddie and Venom With a Four-Armed Alien Boyfriend With a Tail

Pairings:

Eddie Brock/Venom x Male!Reader

Words: 835

Author's Note:

I am living for the fact that the collective mindset seems to revolve around Eddie having a giant beefy boyfriend. We live for that shit.

We all know Eddie and Venom are certified himbos, so a tall beefy four-armed alien with a tail is a dream come true to them. You met how many people met; you broke into his apartment, and they found you asleep on their couch. Now, Venom, surprisingly, was the voice of reason.

“Eddie, there is a stranger in our apartment, and he’s eaten through half of our meat!”

See, Eddie wasn’t listening; he was focusing more on your tail, which was swishing back and forth as you curled up the pillow in your arms. That and also you were bleeding purple blood on their couch. Despite Venom’s protests, Eddie crept towards you, reaching out to inspect you. Without warning, your eyes shot open, and he found himself pinned underneath you.

You growled at him, sharp teeth, hissing, slit pupils, claws digging into his skin as your tail applied pressure to his legs. ‘Still think this was a good idea?’ Venom’s mocking question was followed by a shut up from Eddie.

“Hey..so...you were bleeding, and I just wanted to help and if you could maybe stop squeezing me like a pincushion.” he gasped out that last part, as your hold on him had grown tighter. Now, at this point, Eddie should’ve let Venom take over, but some part of his mind likened you with a cat, so like he would with a cat, he reached out and scratched the back of your ear. The next thing he knew, he had a massive pound of muscle fall on top of him.

Yeah, Eddie saw this giant four-armed injured person and his mind went cat. Venom was unhappy about this; he complained the whole time as Eddie wrapped your injuries, reluctantly helping to move you from the couch to the bed, where there was more room.

After that, he went out to replace the meat you’d gone through; this time, when he came back to his apartment, it was to you standing in his apartment looking around in confusion. As soon as he came within arms’ reach, you lifted him off the ground, which Venom took as hostility. The symbiote surfaced and was growling something fierce, which in perspective was kind of like a chihuahua growling at a husky. You paid him no mind, doing the same thing you did to Eddie; you picked Venom up.

“You’re a funny-looking thing.” you muttered, “Don’t think I’ve seen one of your kind for decades.”

Venom struggled in your grasp, squirming as you poked him. “Put me down!”

You ignored him in favor of continuing whatever it was you were doing, when Venom hissed at you and bared his teeth, you hissed right back, and truth be told, the symbiote kind of found it hot.

‘What happened to him being dangerous?’ Eddie taunted.

Venom squinted his eyes, ignoring the taunt and all the others as he let himself be maneuvered by you into a semi-cuddle, hug thing.

After some introductions and some explanations, the three of you had come to understand each other. You’d been injured while trying to escape SHIELD and kind of just broken into the first place you saw, which happened to be Eddie and Venom’s place.

With all that down, there was only one thing to do, help you hide from SHIELD. This was mainly out of a sense of obligation to help; it wasn’t like Eddie and Venom were already kind of in love.

They were so in love. Maybe that was their problem; they fell in love too quickly; one look at your arms and Eddie was thinking of a thousand different things, not limited to but including if you had double the number of arms, did you also have double the number of dicks?

This thought often haunted him, as he sneaked what he hoped were subtle glances, while Venom told him he was not in any way being subtle. As if Venom could talk, Eddie was 99% sure the symbiote was thinking it too.

“Yes,” you muttered one morning as you walked into the kitchen.

Eddie lowered the bread in his hand and turned to you in confusion, “Yes, what?”

“Yes, I do have two dicks.”

Eddie felt his entire face go beet red; how did you know? He didn’t say anything, did he? Venom didn’t say anything unless he did, but he wouldn’t.

“No, he wouldn’t,” you said, “You didn’t have to; I can hear both your thoughts running in there.” You came up behind Eddie, pressing your body against his; Eddie gulped when he felt the distinct bulge of something big. “If you like, I could give you a personal showcase.”

Eddie woke up a couple of hours later to the afternoon sun and snuggled up close between you and Venom. Later on, the symbiote would regale him with the details, which summed up came down to; Eddie got railed, Venom got railed, and you left enough marks on his body, he might as well be a crime scene.

Bonjour my Croissants 🥐

Look, at this point I think we can all agree that Eddie and Venom will swoon over anyone whose taller, beefier and can deadlift them. Remember Requests are Open.