Okay, So I Feel Like Steven Gives The Best Hugs And Would Be Super Supportive And Loving When Someone

OH MY GODDDDD LAWWWDDDD

ml is FINALLY COMING HOME

get it. because he’s an alien.

Oscar Isaac 😔🔥

I made this portrait a while ago but I absolutely love doing black and white portraits :3

Happy birthday, Marc Spector, Steven Grant and Oscar Isaac!

@mcuchallenge year of celebrations 🥳

Omg how is this so hot????

Love it!

hooooooooooo(e)ly fuck,,, using vibes on jakes nipples right after he pierces them,,,😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

You are DESTROYING me, thank you so much!

Good Vibrations

Jake Lockley x gn!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals • Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? •

A sort of continuation of Chain Reaction - you don't have to read that to read this, basically, Jake has nipple piercings.

Warnings: a tiny bit of bondage, vibator on nipples, vibrator in Jake's ass, coming on the floor, swearing not beta read, please let me know if I've missed a warning.

Word Count: 533

Jake pants, swearing loudly under his breath as he groans and squirms in the chair. 

You can’t help but grin, your left hand pressed firmly under his chin so that he has to tilt his head back against you. Your right is pressing the vibrator to his freshly pierced nipples, moving from one to the other languidly and making Jake lose his mind. 

His hands are lightly tied behind the back of the chair, a scarf looped around his wrists that he’s holding onto tightly, keeping it secured as he bucks and moans. 

He’s completely bare, love bites forming on his inner thighs from where you’d teased him before you’d taken his thick cock into your mouth, and then worked the vibrating dildo inside him. 

“I think you can handle a little more, can’t you, Jake?” 

He whines pitifully, staring up at you with dark, pleading eyes. He licks his lips and nods, whimpering a little as you take your hand from his chin and pick up the remote on the side. You increase the vibration of the dildo inside, the sound echoing as he gasps. 

“Fuck!” He taps his feet repeatedly on the floor, his chest heaving as the dildo pulses against his prostate and stretches him wide. There’s a squelch of lube as he moves, unable to stop himself from bouncing ever so slightly. 

“Nice?” 

“Amor, so fucking nice.” He breathes deeply, groaning again as you press the other vibrator back to his nipples, savouring how pebbled and pink they are, how the barbells shake under the vibrations. 

He bites his lip, whimpering and pleading as he pants your name, his voice rising in pitch. 

You move the vibrator to his left nipple and lean down to scrape your teeth along his pulse point. 

“Shit, amor, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he bucks his hips a little faster, planting his feet on the floor so he can roll and push the dildo against his insides just right. “Amor, can you, please, just-”

You lean forward, practically bending yourself in half as you bend down and lick his right nipple. Jake let’s out the sweetest moan, his voice breaking at the end, and then practically screams as you suck his nipple and piercing into your mouth. 

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” His back bows, his hips bucking wildly as his orgasm crests. It catches him completely by surprise as lightning shoots up his spine and makes him shake in ecstasy. 

He just about managed to twist his hand free on the scarf behind his back and grab hold of his cock a milisecond before he spurts, angleing it away from his stomach and chest, and you. Instead, it shoots upwards impressively before it splatters onto the wooden floor. 

You take the vibrator off his chest while you slowly let his barbell piercing pop free from your mouth as you stand up. Quickly, you grab the remote and turn off the dildo. 

Jake sighs happily, his muscles aching and skin sweaty. 

You kiss his cheek, and he nuzzles into you. “Thank you for managing not to jizz on me.” 

He snorts.

“Not that I would have minded.” You tease and lightly nip his ear.

He giggles. “You’re so naughty.”

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DROP THE TRAILER!!!

Oscar Isaac Photographed By Robbie Fimmano, 2013

What a gorgeous fic! Sweet, eager, subby Steven who can't keep his mouth shut while getting fucked? Where do I sign up??

And Thoth coming in at the end! What a mood-ruiner!

can I have a moon knight x fem reader smut

which the reader is dating the moon knight system and she’s a avatar of thoth that the moon boys find out on accident

Ahhh, thank you so much for this ask! I am so sorry it has taken so long!

Twin Moons

Steven Grant x f!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals • Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? •

Summary: You go back to Steven's after a date.

Warnings:, Kissing, pet names, oral sex (both receiving), p in v sex, cream pie, surprise god, not beta read, swearing, overuse of italics, please let me know if I've missed a warning.

Word Count: 2788

“So this is the place.” Steven smiles a little nervously, he scratches the back of his head as he gestures to his living room with his other hand. “Sorry it’s a little messy, I didn’t think- presume, I mean. That you’d be coming back, that’s not polite, is it? No. I mean-” He sighs, screwing up his eyes, and you can’t stop the twist of affection in your chest. 

“Steven,” You smile and take his hand, bringing it to your lips and lightly kissing his knuckles. “It’s okay.” 

His shoulders relax slightly. “Sorry, I’m getting all in my head aren’t I?” 

You shake your head. “It’s cute.” 

He pulls a face. “Cute isn’t exactly what I’m going for…” He glances at the mirror on the side and gives his reflection a glare. 

“What’s Marc saying?” 

“Taking the mick.” 

You can’t help but giggle at the little scowl on his face. The way his nose scrunches is adorable. 

“Tell Marc,” You squeeze Steven’s hand reassuringly, “I’m very much looking forward to my date with him tomorrow.” 

“Yeah,” He looks back to you. “He’s just still pissy about the fact that I won paper, rock, scissors.” They’d decided that after a few casual dates with both of them, that it was time for separate (ish) dates. And what separate really meant was they could choose the location and activity on their own without the other's input. And without too many snide comments.

You giggle, “Is that how you decided?” 

Steven gives you a bashful smile, something you’re sure he simply must know what effect it has on you. “ We didn’t tell you that, did we?” 

You shake your head. “It’s cute.” You repeat. 

“I’m starting to think I’m getting stuck in the ‘cute’ area here.” 

“Oh really?” You tease. 

He nods and steps a little closer to you. “It’s a very serious concern love.” 

“What’s so wrong with the ‘cute’ zone, it’s cute?” 

He pulls a face, an over the top expression to make you smile. “It’s fine, really, and normally I’d be all for it. It’s just not where I want to be right now.” He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing. Lightly, he places his hands on your hips. It’s a feather touch, barely there. His hands are radiating warmth, like all his pent up nervous energy is trying to escape through his skin. 

“And where do you want to be?” You ask sweetly as you rest your hands on his chest. His heartbeat speeds under your fingers, thumping so fast it’s almost a blur. 

“Between your legs.” He says softly, and quickly. Immediately he screws his face up and smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand. “Oh my god, I’msososorry, that was just fucking awful.” 

You grin, unable to suppress your chuckle. “Hey,” you take hold of his wrist and pull his hand lightly away from his face. “I liked it.” 

“No, you didn’t love, don’t tell tales.” He pretends to chastise but you can see the hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. 

“I did.” 

He shakes his head, “No, I refuse to believe it. It was awful and you’re too wonderful to put up with something like tha-”

You quickly lean forward and kiss him, it’s light and soft and you’re careful not to bump your teeth against his as he is still speaking. But quickly Steven sighs, wrapping his arms around you and cradling the back of your neck. He presses closer when you go to move away, his plush lips moving against yours hypnotisingly. 

You shiver when he darts out his tongue, just teasing the edge of your bottom lip and then retreating when you part your lips. 

You moan softly, screwing up the front of his shirt in your hand as you move your body flush against his, trying to capture his tongue when he teases again. 

He lightly grinds the outline of his semi-hard cock against you, and this time when he retreats again you follow, licking into his mouth eagerly. 

Steven groans softly, welcoming you immediately as you deepen the kiss and racing to react to your every move. His sounds vibrate through his chest, buzzing along your fingers in the most pleasant way. 

When he pulls back his lips are shiny and kiss swollen, there is a soft hint of pink to his cheeks, just highlighting the tan of his skin. 

Steven takes hold of your hand lightly, guiding you slowly to the bed and watching you with his large eyes intently. Seemingly waiting for you to object. 

His breathing hitches as you both come to a stop by the edge of the mattress. 

He swallows, opening his mouth to speak as he rubs his fingers together a little hesitantly. But you kiss him again, swallowing his anxiety as you gently coax him down to sit. You trail your lips over his jaw, his neck, sucking just under his ear and delighting in the shiver and soft sigh he gifts you with.

“That’s really nice.” He mutters, his voice thick. Lightly, he puts his hands on your back as he presses closer, angling himself more and more into your embrace. 

He jumps deliciously when you run your nails up his inner thighs, just missing the solid outline of his cock straining the material. 

Quickly, you untuck and then unbutton his shirt, starting from the bottom and distracting him with your teeth on his skin. 

He groans, his eyelashes fluttering as you suck a love bite into the hollow of his throat. The sound sends a spiral of heat to your belly. 

“Oh, love,” he bites his lip as you push his shirt off his shoulders and nip lightly at his clavicle. The material stays bunched up around his wrists and elbows as you sink down to your knees, kissing a messy trail down his chest to just above his belly button. 

“You, erm, you don’t have to, I mean, only if you want- I mean,” he screws up his face. “I’m assuming here, aren’t I? Yes. What I mean is, it’s not… I don’t expect you to-”

You bite lightly at his belly, hardly more than a grazing of your teeth, but he yelps then giggles in surprise, looking down at you with large eyes. 

“I want you.” You smile. “You’re gonna be good and let me, aren’t you?” You tease, expecting a classic sassy Steven comeback. 

Instead, he audibly gulps, his throat bobbing. “I…” he breathes, his voice low. “Yes.” 

You bite back a smile as you undo his belt and hurriedly unzip his jeans. 

Steven’s thighs shake as he holds himself back, excitement races along his veins at lightning speed. He holds onto the side of the mattress with both hands, trying to focus on keeping himself as still as possible. 

You waste little time as you hook your fingers under his waistband and urge him up a fraction. He raises his hips obediently as you pull his jeans and boxers down to his calves. 

The sight of his cock bouncing free makes your mouth practically water. He’s slightly curved, the tip just brushing against his navel and leaving a snail trail of shinny precome on his soft skin. 

You can’t help yourself as you lightly run your forefinger down his length, reveling in how it jumps under your touch.

Steven sighs desperately, his heart beating so hard in his chest he’s sure he’s going to pass out any second. 

Gently, you cup his balls, just kneading them and feeling the weight of them in your hand for a second. Steven graces you with another breathy moan for your trouble. His pubic hair is neat and trimmed, a little softer than you expected and you can’t help but wonder if he uses conditioner regularly down there, or if this was in hopeful preparation for seeing you.

“You’ve got such a pretty cock.” You whisper and Steven gasps.

He thrusts weakly towards you, unable to hold himself completely back. “Thank, thank you.” He bites his bottom lip the second the words are out of his mouth, looking bashful. 

You smile reassuringly and give his balls a light squeeze before you take the base of his length in hand and flick your tongue across the tip.

He swears, loudly. His back arching as you open your mouth and sink him a few inches past your lips. 

“Shit, shit.” He groans, his thighs practically vibrating under the force of holding himself still. “That’s really- feels so- thank you, oh god, thank you!” He sighs and pants, his head thrown back as he weakly rocks into your mouth, moaning louder and louder as you swallow him deeper and deeper. 

It’s so warm and wet, he’s sure he’s died and gone to heaven as pleasure rushes along his nerves and settles at the base of his spine. You squeeze his hip with one hand, encouraging him to move as you bob your head. 

“Love, fuck, love, please.” He gasps, his skin burning. “Please, please. Can we, can you? Fuuuck.” He bucks lightly, nudging at the back of your throat. “I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.” 

You pull off him slowly with a pop, lightly tracing his slit with the tip of your tongue so he shivers again. “So?” You smile at him.

He pants hard, sweat beading at his temples. “I… can… I think I’d like to fuck you before I finish.”

“You think?” 

He pulls a face at your tease and you giggle. “I know.” 

“Oh, okay.” You stand up, “because you know then.” 

He grins, giving you a familiar sassy look as he takes hold of your hips and starts to pull up your dress. He watches you carefully, checking for any sign that you want him to stop. Instead, you stroke your hand through his hair. 

He shivers, preening into your touch. 

He groans loudly when he sees your underwear, the outline of your pussy and the damp patch that has soaked through. Lightly, he strokes it, swallowing, still holding your dress up with one hand. 

You’re not quite sure what you expect, but it’s not how desperately he pulls your underwear to the side, too eager to waste time by pulling them down. 

He swears lightly, his eyes rolling back at the sight before quickly leaning forward and latching onto your clit greedily. 

You gasp, your fingers tightening in his hair and he groans loudly as he sucks rhymically, easing your bundle of nerves out past his lips before coaxing it back in. 

You can’t help but pull his hair, mirroring the intoxicating pattern of his mouth and eagering a happy whine from him in the process.

“Steven,” you swallow harder, practically gasping for air as he pleases you, his lips so soft and slow. The movement is hypnotic, lulling you into a deep build as the threat of impending pleasure builds at your core. 

He moans against you, sucking and sucking until you’re sure he’s going to pull your soul out of your body. 

Your body tenses, shakes, so close to pulling you over that sweet edge. 

With a herculean strength you lightly push him back, your palm against his forehead. 

He gulps, his eyes lidded and lust blown as he gazes up at you, his cheeks flushed. His voice is a little unsure when he speaks. “Was that…?” 

“I want to come on your cock.” You pause as he groans, and then add. “Please.” 

Steven nods, not trusting his own voice in that moment. You both help each other completely out of your clothing quickly. But he puts his hands on yours when you go to take off your high heels. Normally you would have taken them off at the front door, but in the rush you hadn’t had a chance. 

“Can you… leave them on, love?” He gives you a cheeky smile. 

“You want me to?” You tease lightly, and he nods eagerly. “Didn’t take you as that kind of guy?”

He giggles and shifts back a little into the centre of the bed. “I don’t know, you just look so hot with them on. Is that okay?”

You nod. “More than okay.” You kneel on the bed, your legs either side of his as you inch forward. He leans back a little, propping himself up on his elbows as you cage him in. He watches you eagerly, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Warmth radiates off of his body, permeating the air around him. 

He moans sweetly when you take hold of his cock again, wriggling his hips to move into a slightly better position for you. 

You pump him twice before you lean down and spit onto his dick. Steven groans, his eyes rolling back and cock jumping as you smear your saliva along his skin. 

Painfully slowly you line him up with your soaking entrance, rocking back and forth against his tip but not easing down.

“Can you, fuck,” he swears softly, a little embarrassed before he clears his throat. “Can you tell me how you like it?” He asks so sweetly, his eyes closed and lips parted.

“Yeah?” 

He nods. “While you, shit-” He lets out a loud moan as you start to sink down, a broken string of ‘thank yous’ falling out of his mouth with every breath. “Please, while we fuck, tell me how, tell me what you want?”

“What if I just want you to be still and take it?” You tease, barely managing to keep your voice steady and own sounds of pleasure under control. “Be my own personal fuck toy?”

He swears, gasping for air. “Please.”

“You’d like that?” You groan. 

He’s so thick, you’re barely halfway down and you’re sure you can feel him in your lungs. You ease back up a fraction before you sink down further, getting used to his stretch and size. 

“Yes.” He whines. “Want you just to use me to come.” He breathes hard. “Any time you want, just, just tell me and you can ride my cock or my mouth and just come all over me.” He shivers, his hips bucking up a little at the thought. 

He slides his hands up and down your thighs, moving to sit up more so he can palm your calves and then grab at the sturdy heels of your shoes. “Fuck.” 

The angle change makes him just slide all the way in, bullying his fat cock into your aching heat. 

You gasp his name, groaning as his pubic bone rubs wonderfully against your clit. 

A rumble of approval sounds from his chest. “God, yeah. Just…” He thrusts slowly, rolling his hips against yours so he barely leaves your heat and instead grinds deeply. 

His grip tightens on your shoes as he pulls you back and forth, fucking you onto his cock. 

Your hands fly to his shoulders, your fingers digging in as pleasure bubbles in your lower stomach. 

“Good?” He whines. 

You nod rapidly, not fully trusting your own voice.

“Can, can you come like this?” 

You nod again and he whimpers. The tip of his cock brushes deliciously deep, rubbing deliciously and harmonising with the relentless grind against your clit. 

“Love, fuck, I want you to come so badly, I want to feel you squeeze me and just make a mess of me.” He whines, moving faster to match the pace of your hips. “I’m, I’m gonna come, I can’t help it. You feel so good, so good, so good for me, fuck, please, please, can you? Please? Can I? Can?” 

You shiver as your orgasm hits you suddenly, bucking weakly as you soak his cock. Your body burns and sings as the pleasure is squeezed from you, pulled perfectly as you shake and moan in Steven’s ear. 

He follows you half a second later, your name tumbling from his lips like a prayer as he fills you as deeply as he can. 

He wraps his arms around you, holding you close and snuggling into your neck as you relax against him. “Love, that was-”

“I am in need of your assistance.” Thoth’s booming voice from behind you makes you practically jump out of your skin. The god was not so hot on personal boundaries and had apparently chosen now to appear out of the ether. Well, at the very least it was now, and not a minute ago.

For a second you think Steven’s accompanying flinch is simply because he felt you do it, surprised by your own surprise. 

“What the fuck?” His grip on you tightens and you frown in confusion, from your position you miss his shocked expression, how he stares at the god. 

There’s no way he could see Thoth, was there?

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Oscar Isaac