#mulitfandom

Your boyfriend is sprawled on the couch, half-watching some action flick, one arm slung over the backrest, the other resting on his thigh. The room is dim, just the TV glow flickering across his face. You walk in wearing nothing but his oversized hoodie, the hem brushing mid-thigh, and without a word, you climb onto his lap. The second your weight settles, he freezes.

His dick jumps beneath you, hardening so fast it’s almost violent, thickening against the thin fabric of his sweats in seconds. A low, choked sound escapes his throat. His hands fly to your hips, fingers digging in like he’s afraid you’ll vanish if he lets go. “Fuck,” he breathes, head tipping back against the couch, eyes squeezing shut for a second before snapping open again, glassy and locked on you. “Don’t… don’t get up yet. Please. Just— stay right there.”

You shift experimentally, grinding down once, slowly. He hisses through his teeth, hips jerking up on instinct. You can feel him throbbing, already leaking, the damp spot spreading under you. “Baby—” His voice cracks. Hands slide up under the hoodie, palms hot and rough on your bare skin, thumbs stroking the dip of your waist. “You feel that? How hard you make me? Just from sittin’ on me like this?” You roll your hips again, deliberately, and he groans, deep and wrecked, fingers flexing like he’s fighting not to flip you over right there.

“God… keep doin’ that,” he whispers, voice hoarse. “Grind on me. Use me. I don’t care about the movie, fuck, don’t stop.” His breathing turns ragged, chest heaving. You feel the wet heat of him soaking through his sweats, smearing against you with every slow drag. His hands slide down to grip your ass, guiding your movements now, pulling you harder against the thick ridge of him.

“Look at me,” he rasps. “Wanna see your face when I come in my pants just from you sittin’ here.” You lean in, forehead touching his, eyes locked. His pupils are blown wide, lips parted, cheeks flushed. You grind down once more, firm, slow, and he breaks.

A low, guttural moan tears out of him. His hips buck up hard, once, twice, and then he’s coming, thick pulses soaking through the fabric, hot and messy against you. His whole body shudders, fingers digging into your hips, holding you right there while he rides it out with shaky breaths. When he finally stills, he’s panting, forehead pressed to yours, eyes half-lidded and dazed. “Fuck,” he whispers, voice wrecked. You kiss the corner of his mouth, smiling against his skin.

You have to be an ultra nerd to understand this drawing tbh

"𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝"

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Pairing: Muilti-fandom x Villain/Anti-hero! reader

Author's note: this was supposed to be a Spiderman fic but this could apply to any hero! enjoy!

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He never knew how he ended up in this situation, you on top or under him, clawing at his back or shoulders moaning his name so sweetly holding him in place with your super strength. Actually he could remember.

It's always the same, cycle; you tried robbing a bank or killing a guy who wronged you. He'd swoop in and stop you, you'd bicker back and forth and you'd free yourself flirting your way out of whatever situation you gotten yourself into.

He'd keep an eye on you just to make sure and you knew it.

"Helloo hun" you huffed, glancing back "ya'know the colors on your suit don't help you sneak well" you added, crossing your arms. He dropped from the wall he was clinging to mildly awkward "I wasn't!- ahem I wasn't trying to sneak" he corrected in a matter-a-of fact tone, "uh huh" you chuckled.

Circling him you wrapped your arms around his shoulders "I did like that little trick you pulled earlier" you whispered, a shiver ran up his spine "you practice that in the mirror?" you questioned, he carefully pulled your hands off of his shoulders "maybe I did, maybe I didn't who knows" he shrugged.

You only chuckled at his words "you know I noticed something" he mutters, you look back raising a brow "you've been going soft" he continued. You scoffed "oh please"

"i'm serious! You haven't tried to kill someone this week" he grinned behind his mask, you clicked your tongue "I'm just not in a killing mood is all" you shrugged, he laughed leaning on your back "well that's still better than nothing" he added, you smiled "maybe i'll be a bit harder next time, maybe hold an old woman hostage" you chatted.

Scaling the wall you climbed your way into your safe house with him following close behind you.

Same deal every time.

You slid off your costume stretching your limbs from the constricting fabric. He kept their gaze on you unsaid words building on his tongue, you bent over pulling your bottoms down in a teasing manner "got a good view?" you teased, he snapped out of his dazed state his cheeks tinted pink "I wasn't-" you slid off your mask "ain't nothing you haven't seen already" you joke, you came closer to him "what's on your mind?" you asked.

He tilted his head, he leaned against your window "what do you mean?" he said, turning his head away avoiding your eyes "you ain't got no witty comebacks today" you muttered, fingers tracing over his muscles "see what I mean you're going soft" he chuckled, he was avoiding it you knew it but you won't press any further.

Your nails trailed up to his neck tugging the bottom of his mask up above his lips "I'll show you going soft" you fussed, pressing a kiss to his lips he wrapped his arms around your waist pressing you closer to his chest however you pulled his arms away "mm, mm no touching pretty boy" you command, guiding him to your bed.

Such a simple sequence that both of you followed, but what he couldn't understand is why he got so wrapped up in this. Tangled in your words, your touches, your presence.

Hoping to himself that you'd go out and rob a bank or cause some commotion just so the two of you could cross paths again.

Despite knowing your face he never seems to see you outside of moments like these, intimate moments between the two of you. Times like these make him much more grateful to have you, feel your skin below his fingertips, see how wide your pupils dilate when you stare down at him your hips pressed firmly against his, nails scratching over his bare chest.

You looked at him like a predator ready to pounce, leaning down your tongue glided over your lips, pressing slow kisses up his throat you pecked his lips. You were so close to him, he could see the small scars you'd gotten from previous battles; there was a new one fresh just barely healed. The eager kiss was broken as you pulled away a frown gracing that annoyingly beautiful face of yours.

"If you're not down tonight we don't have to"

He almost missed what you said as his minds was too busy memorizing the way you tongue and lips moved when you spoke.

He sits up "wait what?" he snaps out of it watching as you move towards the edge of the bed reaching to grab your things, he quickly moved behind you kissing your shoulder muttering apologies "I do wanna do this, m'sorry" he pressed kisses from your shoulder to your neck "what's up with you tonight?" you questioned, he kissed below your chin.

"Just got a lot on my mind"

"Then let me help clear your mind"

You turned to face him as he coiled his arms around your waist and the back of your thighs "nah let me take care of you tonight yeah?" he mutters, flipping the two of you over he laid you back continuing to press kisses against your sternum and down your middle.

Pushing your legs open he guides both of them to his broad shoulders, you fingers find his hair as he presses a final kiss right above your sex.

"Come on you know I hate when you tease" you groan, without a word he glides his tongue over your deepest parts making your legs lock up around his head almost instantly. He kept going letting his hunger for your love fuel his never ending flame, he kept a firm hold on your thighs letting his calloused hands kneed at the fat of your thighs as a few poorly suppressed moans escaped your lips .

The whines and calls of his name are what really made his heart pump, knowing he was the one doing this to you, making you feel this good.

He could almost ignore the way his own body felt hot as he lapped away like a starved man, taking in as much of you as he could like you'd disappear if he let go. He felt the way you twitched against him, you were close.

Pulling his head away you let out a sound of frustration "why-why'd you..." you let out a yelp as he dragged you closer by the hips, leaning down he quieted you with a firm kiss, trying to let his body do what his mouth was too scared to say.

He aligned himself up with you, pushing into you slowly he felt how your nails dug into his back, though he didn't break his hold. Rolling his hip forward he whimpered as he dropped his head; fucking into you his eyes roll back muttering a quiet "fuck.." he dreamed of having you like this sometimes or just holding you against his chest in the afterglow of the mornings. Catching you before you left, kissing you one last time before you left him high and dry.

He sped up his pace cause your back to arch up,, he took the moment wrap an arm around the small of your back lifting you to his chest holding you as close as his body would allow.

He'd do this over and over pulling anything he could out of you just to make this feeling last longer, his hips began to stutter as he panted "fuck...mm.." his heart picked up once more "m'close so close baby..." he whispered to you holding you so firmly as you rocked your hips to match his pace.

Sending him over the edge "love you...I love you so much...Love you..." he wasn't quick enough to catch it, those dreaded words slipped before he could even register. He could only pray you were too distracted to notice what he'd said.

Unlucky boy, you'd catch it.

You let the words simmer. Shit, you let it get too personal. What a fool both of you were, thinking this could be anything more. He was so sweet while he lasted, he said those words you wish he'd never say not because you didn't like them but you hated how it made you feel, you weren't a good person.

You weren't good enough to be with a boy like him without ruining him, turning him into another plaything in your toy box. You didn't want to do that to him but you let yourself get comfortable again. Poor boy had passed out before he could take it back.

You laid under him memorizing every scar freckle and blemish across his skin, he was such a pretty thing, sucks you won't be seeing him anymore.

By sunrise you were gone and he had a feeling you weren't coming back. Running his hands through his hair he bit back a curse, he should've seen this coming.

You were a bad guy for Gods sake, but deep down he wished you'd been good just this once.

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Hello again everyone! My name is Arriah, and for Women’s History Month I’ve been highlighting and showing appreciation to some of my favorite Black women writers across the fandoms I’m part of.

For Day 4, I wanted to shine a spotlight on multifandom writers.

Multifandom writers are honestly some of the most impressive creators in fandom spaces. They’re able to jump between completely different worlds, characters, and storytelling styles while still bringing the same creativity and passion into everything they write.

From anime to K-pop, from video games to movies and TV shows, multifandom writers keep fandom spaces exciting because you never know what kind of story they’re going to create next. They help connect different communities and bring readers from one fandom into another through their writing.

Black women who write across multiple fandoms deserve a lot of recognition for the work they put into their stories. They constantly share their creativity, ideas, and love for these characters with the community, often writing simply because they enjoy it and want to contribute something meaningful to fandom spaces.

So for Day 4 of Women’s History Month, I wanted to highlight some amazing Black multifandom writers whose work I’ve really enjoyed. If you’re looking for writers who create across different fandoms or want to support talented Black women in fandom spaces, I definitely recommend checking them out and showing them some love.

Remember if I forgot anybody they might be in the next part or I genuinely could not find them but if you know any black writers tag them in the comments.

@loomiseater, @lxvvie, @realhotgirlshiii3

@realhottieshiii-3, @luvlyycy, @mercury2venus

@feral4youu, @soleilsfilm, @alanisstonedd

@luvlyycy, @misshoneysplayhouse, @medicli

@cyber333angel, @saphicruby, @2neaky

@aizawash0e, @mtcloudsworld, @yourleogf

@softscripta, @sweetlikemonie @barbienextdoor

@stxrrkissed, @lazy-nae2, @madameaug @liyawritesss, @usoppshoneydew, @midnight-neon, @kamoism, @milkbean69, @mik0rin

Summary: Enid fixes Wednesday's "problem."

Warnings: smut, dom!Wednesday, sub!Enid, nudity, making out, marking, breast play, strap-on, dirty talk, swearing

It was the next day, and Wednesday and Enid are in their dorm room.

Enid was giving Wednesday instructions, and Wednesday was trying to listen, but was too busy starting at Enid.

Enid noticed, and her eyes widened.

"Oh my god, Wednesday! Are you even listening??" Enid exclaimed.

It wasn't out of irritation, it was out of pure shock.

"I'm um, trying." Wednesday replied, and that was the first time she stuttered. Ever.

"Okay so, you can do this however we want. You don't even have to take your clothes off, just-" Enid was trying to instruct, before she heard a heavy sigh from Wednesday.

Before Enid could say anything, the goth girl made her move.

She threw herself at Enid, putting her hands behind her shoulders and began to kiss her hungrily.

Enid was surprised, but she would be damned if we was the one to stop it.

Wednesday put her thighs on either side of Enid's lap, to feel her hips against her own. It was delicious.

If Enid was being honest, she didn't know Wednesday had it in her.

When she told her she masturbated last night, she would've assumed she would've...well, Wednesday'ed her way through it.

Boy was she wrong, Wednesday felt so good on top of her. She was little, warm, and eager.

Wednesday slid her hands up and down Enid's neck as she continued to kiss her, causing the bubbly girl to gasp.

That gave her an opportunity, as she slid her tongue in Enid's mouth.

Enid was torn. On one hand, she was afraid if she made a move, Wednesday would pull away.

But on the other hand, she really wanted to feel the stoic girl on top of her.

Wednesday began to kiss her neck and roll her hips against her own, causing her to whimper, and that's when the goth pinned her onto her own bed, sucking and biting her neck.

She then pulled away and went down to Enid's stomach, making the colorful roommate smile in delight.

She then went back up, to look into Enid's eyes.

"You're enjoying this~" Wednesday pointed out, pleased with herself.

Although her face didn't show it, she really was.

Enid let out a breathy laugh. "This is about you, Wednesday." She said softly.

Her goth roommate really liked the way she said her name, even in casual conversations. She said her name so affectionately, like she found her charming.

"Say my name again~?" The raven ordered in her softest voice ever.

"I like this, Wednesday." Enid said while smiling, looking up at her roommate.

"This is the part I liked about last night...the rest felt like nothing to me." Wednesday admitted.

"Why not?" Enid asked in a concerned tone, and Wednesday thought for a moment.

"I'm not sure, but I don't think trying the same thing would have enough results...I want to try something new." She explained.

"Whatever you want." Enid said, smiling up at the Latina.

Although Enid spoke gently, and it really was still educational and all about Wednesday, her face was giving it away.

She was so turned on, this turned Wednesday on too.

That was given a decision, and Wednesday was rubbing her hand on Enid's chest through her fluffy sweater.

'God, her clothes are so soft.' Wednesday thought.

If she weren't so lust-drunk, she would've noted that shs actually thought the word 'God.'

But that shit didn't matter right now, she had bigger fish to fry.

She then suddenly put her hands on Enid's breasts and began to massage them, humming in satisfaction at the feeling, causing the colorful girl to arch her back and moan.

Fuck, they were so soft. Girls are so much softer than boys. Girls are so soft. Enid is so soft.

She wanted to take off the sweater, but she was also struggling to pull her hands away.

Enid noticed, and she took off her sweater and bra for her.

Wednesday let out a pleased sigh, continuing to play with her breasts.

She then pulled her hands away, putting her chest against Enid's instead.

She was still fully clothed, and she groaned in frustration that she was not feeling her chest against her own.

Enid noticed again, putting her hand on Wednesday's dress.

"Y-You can take it off..." Enid stuttered, and Wednesday sighed again, taking her dress and bra off.

Wednesday rubbed her chest against Enid's, and she was rewarded with soft moans.

"I'm so wet~" Enid began. "Fuck, Wednesday~ I'm so wet~!" She whined.

Wednesday just continued to move, and fear struck around Enid. Did she not hear her?

"Please~! Please do something, or I'll flip!" She begged, and Wednesday stopped.

"Is the box under there?" Wednesday asked, and Enid went silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, good." Wednesday said in relief.

"Are the toys in there?" She asked, and Enid went silent again.

"You know, the ones Lute uses to-" she tried to specify, but got cut off.

"Yes, I know which ones you're talking about!" Enid exclaimed. "I just didn't think you'd know that there was a box here." She explained.

"Well, I do." Wednesday said, and Enid sighed.

The girls took their pants and underwear off, getting off of Wednesday's bed.

Enid looked for the box, huffing.

"We don't have to continue if you have a bad attitude about it." Wednesday offered with a raised eyebrow, and Enid immediately stopped.

Enid got the box, and she opened it and have Wednesday look at the toys in it.

There was one that stood out to Wednesday, and that was a black strap-on.

Wednesday pulled out the strap-on, and both of the girls went to the end of the bed.

Wednesday sat on the end of her bed, and Enid putted the strap-on on her.

After that, Wednesday spread her legs and grabbed Enid's soft hair, pulling her to the strap-on.

Enid was about to flutter her eyes close, but Wednesday wouldn't let that happen.

She pulled Enid back a little bit, forcing her eyes open and keeping eye contact.

"Keep looking at me~" Wednesday commanded softly, and Enid nodded the best she could.

Then she pulled Enid back forward, having her lips meet silicon gratefully.

She then began to thrust her strap-on in Enid's mouth, causing her to clench her hands under her knees.

Wednesday smirked, enjoying the sight and continued to thrust the toy into her mouth.

Minutes passed, and then the Latina girl pulled Enid back, causing her to gasp and hug herself for support.

Wednesday helped Enid back on her bed, and the girls never dared to look away.

"I want to be inside of you~" Wednesday breathed, and Enid nodded eagerly.

"I want that so bad~! More than anything~" the she-wolf cried.

"How bad~?" Wednesday purred.

"Wednesday, please fuck me~" Enid began, as she got up from the bed and stood up.

She then bent over the bed, spreading her legs and looking at Wednesday for a moment.

Then she arched her back for attention, and Wednesday smirked at the wonderful sight she was seeing.

"Please, please, please~ I want it so bad, you don't understand~! You're driving me crazy~!" She begged.

Suddenly, the shorter girl was behind her, grabbing her hips and hovering over the taller girl to go to her ear.

"If I do that, I'll finish~" she whispered.

"That's good! I want that!" Enid shouted, the way Wednesday spoke was making her panic.

"It'll get everywhere~ I'll come all over your back, baby~" Wednesday whispered.

"I'm gonna come right now if you keep saying stuff like that!" Enid yelled.

It was decided. Wednesday slid deep inside her roommate, letting out a long and satisfied moan.

She began to thrust slowly, and Enid whimpered, putting her claws out and gripping on Wednesday's sheets tightly.

Gradually, Wednesday sped up, making the werewolf under her a mess.

She yelled, cried, moaned, and cursed. Even Wednesday herself couldn't keep quiet, moaning directly in Enid's ear.

"You feel so good~" Wednesday sighed, like it was the most relieving thing ever. She was in heaven.

"Oh god, you feel so good~ oh my god, Enid~ wow~" she sighed.

She sped up, and Enid was getting close.

Before she had to warn her, she came, and Wednesday kept humping the girl under her.

"Please come, Wednesday~" Enid started.

"Let me feel you come Wednesday, please~" she begged, and Wednesday collapsed.

Wednesday was not wrong, she was soaked in her climax, both of the girls were soaked.

After that, the girls went on the bed and passed out, cleaning can wait.

Odysseus - Xavier

Polites - Jeremiah

Eurylocus - Isaiah

Athena - Zayne (GoA specifically)

Poseidon - Rafayel (Sea God specially duh)

Hermes - Luke/Kieran

Zeus - Sylus

Penelope - MC

Circe - Taila

Tiresias - Tera

Calypso - Caleb

Hephaestus - Gideon

Apollo - Grayson

Hera - Jenna

Aphrodite - Simone

Aries - Andrew

Scylla - Yvonne

Telegram - Mephisto

Sorry.. I got Multifandom...

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I am so lucky it on his birthday 43 exactly

This take place exactly in s2