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goodmyspider2993 · 21 days
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TMNT 2003 Have a crossover with Avatar the Last Airbender
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goodmyspider2993 · 26 days
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Transformers Prime have a crossover with How to Train Your Dragon
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goodmyspider2993 · 26 days
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Cars have a crossover with How to Train Your Dragon
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goodmyspider2993 · 29 days
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Winx Club fanart by WareWare
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tf/one…予告すごくワクワクした…楽しみ…
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Caption this:
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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one thing that i think is really cool and funny is that we’ve only seen miles 42 for like 3 minutes, yet the spider-verse fandom has already completely fleshed out his character with fanfics, head canons, art, all that jazz.
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but im all here for it, i mean, look how cool he is. i can’t wait to see him in btsv.
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Just another TASM2 reference because I believe Miles would legit do this 💁‍♀️
Also we gotta have Jeff and Rio’s reaction 👇
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Giving In
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Warning: Nat has a Penis, 18+ Only, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff
Summary: Natasha is holding herself back. Little does she know that Wanda already knows and decides to give the redhead an incentive...
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Natasha was alone at the gym in the Avenger Compound, in the middle of unleashing a flurry of punches at a large punching bag.
It was past four thirty in the afternoon, an odd hour to be training. Most of the Avengers that lived in the Compound either did their training during the early hours of the morning or in the dead of night. These days, Natasha preferred to train alone. The cause to the shift in her training schedule was frustrating, with only herself to blame.
It started when she came across Wanda showering in the locker room after a rough morning of cross-country training from Steve. Wanda heard her come in (they were the only girls on the team so it was easy to guess it was Natasha) and asked her to get her a towel. When Natasha returned with a freshly cleaned and dried towel, Wanda shut off the shower head and stepped out of her shower cubicle, her bare self fully exposed for Natasha's eyes to drink in. It was the first time she ever saw Wanda naked and almost instantly, Natasha felt her cock twitch in her pants, and it was only getting harder. Wanda asked her what was wrong, but Natasha said nothing and quickly excused herself.
That was a week ago.
Every time she saw Wanda, her body had a strong response to the young witch's presence. Natasha became distracted every time they were within proximity of each other. The head on her shoulders could not focus on anything else because the head between her legs could only think about being buried deep inside Wanda. It got to the point she had to actively avoid Wanda if Natasha wanted to get any semblance of work done.
She knew that Wanda noticed the shift in her behavior. After all, Natasha was making no effort in hiding the fact she'd leave the room whenever Wanda walked in. Natasha would make eye contact with the young woman for five seconds and she could feel whatever pants she would be wearing at the time to suddenly feel tight. It was incredibly frustrating that her body was reacting like a hormonal teenage boy, and she couldn't stop it.
Natasha finished her workout panting heavily, beads of sweat sliding down her face.
Her body felt hot, and she knew it wasn't because of exercise.
She wondered how much longer she could last before she would break.
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"Goddammit. I don't understand how the hell Tony built this damn compound without a working dishwasher. It's been a week already," Natasha muttered to herself while slowly going through the massive pile of dishes in the sink (she was going to have a talk with Sam later).
"Need some help?"
Natasha froze.
She turned to her right to find Wanda standing beside her, a small towel in hand. The moment their eyes met, Natasha felt her cock throb in her sweatpants. She wanted to get away and privately relieve herself, but her sense of responsibility and not wanting leave Wanda with the pile of dishes won over her desire to leave.
Natasha tried to hide her growing erection by having the leg closest to Wanda positioned a bit forward, praying the brunette did not notice. "Sure, I could use help drying."
Wanda nodded and took a plate from Natasha.
They stood beside each other and silently went through the stack of plates, silverware, and coffee mugs. Natasha wondered why Wanda wasn't saying anything else considering this was the first time they've spoken to each in over a week.
When she handed Wanda the last of the dishes, Natasha turned off the faucet and hastily dried her hands. "Thanks for your help, Wanda. I'm-"
Wanda cut her off and backed her against the counter, placing her hands on either side of Natasha and trapping her.
"You're not running away again, Natasha. I won't let you."
"W-Wanda, wait...!"
But Wanda didn't listen. She pushed her pelvis against the older woman's.
Natasha shuddered at the contact and swallowed back a moan. She could tell she was fully erect, and it was impossible for Wanda to not feel it herself.
"Did you really believe I didn't notice the reason you've been avoiding me?" Wanda spoke in a low whisper, eyes never leaving Natasha's packing pair. "This... lively thing?" She traced the full length of Natasha's erection, starting from the base and slowly making her way up to the tip.
Natasha gritted her teeth and gripped the counter with such force her knuckles turned white when Wanda began stroking her through her sweatpants. She felt something burning, something primal, welling up deep inside of her. It had been growing this past week and was about to burst at the seams when Wanda pulled away. Natasha, in a lust-filled haze, could only stare dumbly as the brunette walked away.
Then, Wanda looked over her shoulder at Natasha and lifted up her skirt: she had no panties and her pussy glistened with arousal.
"If you're done running away, come to my room and this will be yours."
Wanda let her skirt fall and left the kitchen while Natasha was still reeling and processing what just happened. Each second that passed, her willpower crumbled, and her reasoning was thrown out the window.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Natasha knew it was a bad idea to mix work and sex, but the thought of finally getting Wanda under her and having her way with her overpowered any rational thought she had left as she finally took a step forward towards Wanda's room.
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A/N: Part 2...? 🤔
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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They're amazing 👏🏻 😍
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Cootie patootie
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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I think I just fell in love with her again 🥰
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Language Barriers
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
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Genre: Fluff
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Wanda Maximoff was one of the most affectionate humans on earth. Whether it was handholding to full-on cuddling she had to be touching you in some way.
When you asked her about it she merely passed it off as her nature but something told you otherwise. She wasn’t nearly as affectionate with your other teammates. The last time you’d seen her show affection was the time she gave Tony a handshake after fixing her suit. It was a very awkward handshake.
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Mommy Wanda who holds you and pets your hair as you suck on her pink delicious nipples. Telling what a good girl you are being drinking her milk and how she’ll always take care of you as long as you obey and be her sweet innocent girl. She’d want to see your stomach so full and bloated knowing her milk did that to you. And if you wasted a single drop, she’d say how disappointed she is in you and how mommy hates bad ungrateful girls. So you desperately try to get on her good side and drink up every single drop, craving for any praise from Mommy Wanda to give you.
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Oh, waking up with Natasha in the morning. She’s a wearing a grey sports bra and tight briefs, perfectly showing off every curve of her cock. As she gets up she reveals her muscled thick ass and beefy back. She’d turn around with a lopsided grin and ask you what you wanted for breakfast. Using her Russian tongue of endearment to make you swoon. Even sometimes she’ll walk around like that for the rest of the day. You’d get a front row seat to her work out, watching the sweat ride down her rock hard abs and big squishy thighs. When she comes out of the shower, she’s completely bare. Her flaccid cock and balls on display as you press her body up against her, feeling her cock harden.
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goodmyspider2993 · 1 month
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Imagine Natasha slamming you against the wall, pressing her lips against yours so messily as she bites your bottom lip. She moves down your next and kisses all over your neck, her hot breath hovering your skin. She lifts you up and you’re in a dress for easy access. You can hear her unbuckling her belt and pulling out her hard big cock ready to stuff you full. Her biceps flex and her jeans hang low off her ass as she fucks you silly, sweet groans fill the room.
“Oh fuck baby so fucking tight….you like bouncing on my fat cock.”
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