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soba-riri · 9 months

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"Peter?"

From his nest, Peter's curls peek out from the blankets until green eyes blink sleepily. Her heart jumps at the sight of her long coat tucked under his chin. Upon seeing her, he smiles, one of pure adoration. It makes her skin feel tight, undeserving to stand in the face of such love.

Peter shifts from the center, edging back until there’s space for another body to squeeze in. He pats the space beside him. "Come in."

Gamora’s eyes widen, her breath stuttering in her chest. Peter has to know what he's doing. But she doesn't understand why he...

From what she learned from Peter, an omega's nest is where he feels the safest. Untouched by sin, everything that she is.

So what Peter is offering, why would he— Gamora presses her lips together, frowning. She doesn't deserve this.

She opens her mouth to speak, but Peter continues to smile at her. Free of judgment and only love. He's so bright, and it burns her.

But she must love to suffer because she sets a trembling hand at the edge of the nest. She levels him a look, silently asking if he's certain he wants her to sully his sacred place.

His gaze never wavers.

Once she's in the nest, she lies beside him, catching the delicate scent of cherries and leather. She lets out a shaky breath to ease her nerves. She watches him, taking in the way his curls fall across his face, the looseness of his posture even with her intruding in his space. She swallows, unsure of what to do now.

Her hand twitched when warm fingers curl around hers.

"Hey." Peter chuckles.

"Hey." Gamora echoes, voice trembling slightly.

#gotg #peter quill #gamora #starmora #omega peter quill #a/b/o dynamics #kinda nontraditional a/b/o #terrans being the only one with secondary genders cuz they're weird #I just really want to write this #the intimacy of Peter allowing Gamora to enter is nest and Gamora freaking out and feeling undeserving #Peter letting her know that she is loved and deserves everything #most likely after vol2

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boxofbonesfic · 2 years

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Title: New Hire [3]

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Pairing: Alpha!Mob!Ari Levinson x Naive!Omega!Reader

Summary: After escaping your demanding, violent father, you get your first job nannying for Ari Levinson.

Warnings: Manipulation, Obsessive behavior, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha!Ari, Dubcon, Darkfic, Breeding, Smut, MINORS DNI, Dead dove: Do not eat

A/N: 👀 i know we’ve all been kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop with Ari and Kitten, so here we go! i’m working two jobs now, so i don’t have a lot of spare time left over to write—as a result, i kind of went waaaaaaay overboard with this chapter. i split it into two, just for ease of reading, so i really hope y’all enjoy! floral divider by @firefly-graphics

This work is entirely unbeta’d, and unedited. Though I don’t own any of Marvel’s characters, this work and the plot contained inside are entirely mine. I do not consent for this work to be posted anywhere else by anyone but me. Enjoy 😘

“I’m not leaving till I see my daughter!” You can hear your father’s raised voice clearly, like he’s yelling at you from inside the car rather than the driveway. Ari’s stern hand on his shoulder seems to make him even angrier.

“So what, you got her locked up here like your own little toy, and what? No fuckin’ ring on her finger, I’ll bet,” he sneers, and it’s like you’re seventeen again. Seventeen again and listening to him tell you you’re used and ruined because you’d let the Baker boy come sniffing after you—

“Liam we’re going to go inside.” You hate the way your voice shakes, the way your stomach clenches with old fear. As you turn around, you try to swallow down the panic so that Liam doesn’t see it on your face. “And we’re not going to look at, or talk to the man outside, okay?” You repeat it like you heard it from your therapist when you’d first left your father. Don’t engage. You don’t owe him anything. You are your own person.

You are free.

“I don’t like that man.” Liam says quietly from the back seat as you unbuckle him. “He’s scary.”

“Yes,” you agree, glancing at the man in question over your shoulder. “He is.” Liam clamors over the middle console and into your arms. You don’t want to stay in the car, listening to him shout. You take a deep breath, gathering what little courage you feel, and pull on the door handle. Immediately, his cursing fills your ears while you cover Liam’s with your hands, steering him quickly towards the stairs.

“Oh, there she is,” he snarls. “I taught you better than that, you little bitch! Abandoning your responsibilities to this family, all so you can sit on some Alpha’s fucking knot—”

“Enough!” Ari’s voice is like a clap of thunder. His huge hands are knotted threateningly in your father’s shirt. “You come here like this, you fucking threaten my mate—” He bares his teeth angrily. “How’d you even fucking get in here, you slimy piece of shit?”

“I’m here because Peter-fucking-Quill sent me,” he spits, and your chest goes even tighter at the name. “On account of you fucking his mate.”

“What?” It’s your voice that acts as a knife through the tension, and both men turn to you. You know Peter Quill—or, well, you knew him. Before things had gone bad at home, turned sour like milk left out to spoil, and you’d had to switch schools—because your fancy Catholic school was too much money—you’d played with Quill. He was only a year or two older than you, but he was always… kind, for lack of a better word.

You never thought you’d hear that name again.

“Then he needs to come himself.” Ari’s voice is low, barely above a growl. His shoulders are stiff and squared, his knees slightly bent like he’s ready to soak a blow. “Because as far as I’m concerned, it’s my mark on her neck.” Ari shoves your father, and he stumbles back a few steps. “You’re lucky I don’t shoot messengers. But it is fucking tempting.” Trembling, you begin to lead Liam up the stairs.

“You tell Quill he’d better send someone more fucking qualified next time.” You hurry inside, one of Ari’s men holding the door open for you as they usher you inside. Faintly, you can hear Ari, his orders mixed in with frustrated swears.

“King, you mind telling me what the fuck you were thinking, letting him get past the goddamn gate?”

You’ve never seen this many people in the house before, men in black, guns bulging under their clothing. The man Ari called King’s gaze flicks around nervously before settling on you. Ari sees it too, and almost immediately, his hostile posture softens.

“Kitten, why don’t you take Liam upstairs?” He turns to you with a reassuring smile. “I’ll be up in a little bit, I know that was… scary.”

“I…” You have questions—so many questions. “But Ari, he—”

“Upstairs, Kitten. Now.” His voice brokers no room for argument, bordering on an Alpha command that your body jumps to follow. You spare one last look for the strangely crowded kitchen, and then take Liam’s hand and lead him up the staircase to the second floor. You put out a few of his favorite coloring books and games to distract him while you go change your clothes.

Your feet begin marching in the direction of your old room, and it’s only when your hand rests on the brassy doorknob that you remember it isn’t your room anymore. You stand there in front of the door, your hand hovering over the knob. So much has changed in the past three months, and you wonder if they’ll ever stop changing. It’s like you’re at the center of a whirlwind, and each time you get your bearings, you’re whipped about by the storm until you’re just as lost and confused as ever.

Three months ago, leaving your father’s house had been the hardest, most confusing thing you’d ever had to do, but you had done it, and you had done it by yourself. You’d navigated the help wanted sections of every newspaper, typed out your resumé on the ancient library computers, all for your father to find you again.

It’s okay to start over, that’s what Dr. Nicholson says. It’s okay to do things over until you get them right. You wonder what she’ll think of these new developments as you force yourself to turn around and head down to the other end of the hallway, towards Ari’s room—your room. You’d missed last week’s therapy session—it isn’t like you could show up with Ari still knotted inside you. The thought makes your face heat hotter than a stove-top, and you bite your lip against the embarrassment.

You’re due for another session in a few days, and you’re actually looking forward to it, to being able to decompress and just talk without fear of reprisal. As you shrug out of the sundress, you catch sight of yourself in the mirror. Though you try not to, it’s impossible not to see the neat ring of teeth marks sunk permanently into your flesh.

Ari is proud of how clean his bite is, you know it—you can feel it through the bond when his teeth slide home like keys into a well fitting lock. You remember running your fingers over your mother’s own mating mark as a child, the flesh knotted and bumpy to the touch, like your father had torn into her like an animal. A shiver runs down your spine as you recall his words—

Peter-fucking-Quill sent me. On account of you fucking his mate.

You weren’t mated before Ari—the smooth, unbroken skin above your mating gland had told that truth far better than your mouth ever could. So what had he meant by that? How could you be Peter’s if you were already Ari’s?

Your body is still singing with tension and unresolved anxiety, winding you tight like a spring as you search through Ari’s cavernous closet for something to wear. The possessions you do have feel meagre in comparison, like you’re a pauper dressing up as a prince. You emerge from the closet wearing shorts and a button up shirt—one of Ari’s—tucked into the waistband.

When you poke your head into his room, you’re pleased to find that Liam has only made a moderate mess, having somehow managed to get into the finger paints that you keep having to hide in increasingly difficult to reach locations. He looks up at you with a wide, gap toothed grin, and holds his masterpiece up for you to see. His little hands are stained green, and you expect they probably will be for the next four to six business days, but your heart still melts as he brandishes his paper proudly.

“Look, I painted everybody,” he replies, bouncing excitedly on his toes. He peeks over the top of the paper, and then back up at you. “This is daddy—he’s going to work, that’s why he has his suit on. And then, then there’s me, and right here is you!” He taps the paper again, for emphasis. You giggle, taking the paper gingerly.

“Wow, Li, this is amazing! Is that my dress?” You ask, looking down at him as he puffs his chest out with pride. “This is so good! You know, I bet dad is going to want to hang this up somewhere,” you say conspiratorially, and he laughs, before his face falls a little.

“What if he doesn’t see it?” He kicks at the rug. “Dad’s always working.” You can almost hear the sound of your heart cracking open at Liam’s innocent admission.

“You know what, let’s go put this on the big mirror in the bedroom. That way he’ll be sure to see it, okay?” You hold Liam’s hand as he leads you down the hallway, and the two of you hunt for scotch tape to hang his painting as you strain to hear what’s going on downstairs. It’s useless, the walls are too thick and well soundproofed for anything but the barest murmur of conversation to make it through.

As you’re finishing up taping Liam’s drawing, a shudder runs through you, your hairs standing on end. Alpha is looking for me. You don’t know how you know it, but you do, like feeling eyes on your turned back.

“Dad!” Liam’s exclamation has you turning to face the large figure in the doorway. Ari doesn’t stop him as Liam goes crashing into his legs, and he scoops up his giggling son, ruffling his hair. “I drawed something for you.” You move out of the way, stepping aside as Ari sizes up Liam’s masterpiece.

“Li, you know we’ve got to frame this, right? You’re just a regular Picasso.” It’s like you’re watching Liam’s confidence grow in real time, a pleased expression gracing his little features, though you doubt he actually knows who Picasso is. “Is this what you guys were doing while I was working?”

Working. You still don’t really know what Ari even does, though you don’t doubt that he’s important. All the men downstairs, Ari’s fierce demeanor… the answer plays at the edge of your consciousness, but you don’t grasp for it, too afraid that you might be right. As Ari chats with Liam, you excuse yourself, wandering down to the kitchen to get some water. It’s like no one was ever there, and if you hadn’t had to drag Liam through a veritable sea of men in tac gear, you might have thought you’d imagined it.

You can’t help but peek out of the front door, just to make sure your father is really gone, that he isn’t just lying in wait outside to ambush you again.

“Thought I would see what was taking so long, Kitten. You know Liam won’t start the movie without you,” Ari rumbles, his breath ghosting across the shell of your ear. You whirl around, almost dropping your glass.

“Ari, I… I just wanted to see,” you admit. “If he was gone.”

Ari’s lip curls, his eyes narrowing. “He’s gone. I made sure of it.” He pulls you against his chest, burying his nose in your curls with a deep sigh.

“I’m sorry.” The apology falls timidly from your lips before you can stop it. It’s a force of habit more than anything, the desire to placate before it becomes a problem. “I… I don’t know how he found me, I-I did all of the things Dr. Nicholson told me to, I—” Ari cups your chin.

“Shh, sweetheart. It’s not your fault.” His calloused fingers are gentle on your face. “You did the right things. It’s not your fault.” Your fingers tangle in his shirt as Ari rubs soothing circles on your back. “He found you because he went to Quill, baby.”

“Quill?” You dredge up the image of him young and roundfaced from your memory. It’s easy to tell Ari is… reluctant to continue this line of conversation. You can feel his discomfort prickling in the back of your skull through the bond, but more than that you can see it written plainly on his face.

“I’m not sure how you know him,” Ari says lowly, “but Peter is a… business associate of mine. Was.” He runs a hand through his hair. “How do you think your father got that nice new house on the good part of the island? How he got those debtors to stop calling? He went to Peter, Kitten. And he made a deal.”

Your head is spinning. The answer is right there, but for some reason, you refuse it.

“A deal?” You repeat the words dumbly.

“For you, Kitten. He promised Quill you.”

—

You’re restless that night, tossing and turning until Ari pins you underneath him with a stern, sleepy grunt. He can’t stop your mind from spinning though, and you don’t sleep until the sky outside begins to turn pink.

Your father had sold you—like cattle. Traded you when you’d become useless to him.

What kind of parent does that?

Your dreams offer no answers, only more questions. When had he offered you up like cattle? And what kind of man accepted a person as fair trade? You know your father has never been good with money—even before your mother died. Your chest goes painfully tight at the thought of her. You wish your mother was here, now more than ever. You can’t help but wonder what she would make of all of this, if she would approve.

In the morning when Liam wakes the two of you up with far too much pep, you’ve only managed to struggle through a few hours of sleep. He chatters excitedly about his dreams and you do your best to listen, nodding eagerly as he describes the superpowers he’d used to save the universe. Ari rolls over onto his side, and you don’t miss the way his eyes rest heavily on you, his full lips pulled into an easy, satisfied smile.

He scampers off to pack his backpack for the day—one of his favorite activities, even over summer break. Ari’s hand settles on your thigh, warm through the thin sleeping shorts you wore to bed.

“You didn’t sleep well last night, Kitten.” It’s an observation, a statement of fact. Embarrassed that he remembers your sleepy grumbling, you duck your head, nodding.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you awake,” you tuck an errant curl back behind your ear. “I just… I can’t stop thinking about everything.” Your stomach churns again as you recall your father shouting at you from the steps outside, his eyes bright and frantic. I hate him.

You hadn’t ever actually thought it consciously before, how much you despise the alcohol soaked man who’d showed up to shame you only yesterday. I hate him.

It feels like his arrival has started something, put things in to motion that you can’t see, things you don’t understand. But Ari does. You can practically feel him gearing up for something, something big—readying himself. Ari’s beard rasps against your cheek as he leans in to kiss your temple.

“He won’t be back.” He says it with such conviction it’s hard for you not to consider it an absolute truth. There’s an unspoken threat that sends a shiver down your spine, one that speaks to the roughness that lurks just underneath the placid, casual mask that Ari wears all the time. You’ve already seen it slip a few times—at the amusement park, with your father. It makes you wonder what he’s really capable of.

You can tell he wants to say more, that the conversation isn’t quite done yet, but the shrill ringing of Ari’s phone cuts through the moment like a sharp knife. He reaches for it, irritation written in the downturned corners of his mouth and narrowed eyes. He gives you one last, distracted kiss before sitting up, the sheets pooling at his waist.

“Yes?” You can’t hear the person on the other end of the line, not clearly, but you can tell they sound upset—frantic, almost. “Slow down, Drysdale. I said slow the fuck down,” Ari growls into the receiver, dragging a hand down his face. “Quill sent what to Fowler?” You still at the mention of Peter, but Ari taps your ass sharply with the palm of his hand, and you squeak.

“Business,” he mouths at you. “I’ll find you when I’m done.”

Though you aren’t pleased about being effectively dismissed, you scoot off of the edge of the massive bed and pad towards the shower. Liam is downstairs, and you walk into the living room just as his improvised karate routine is finishing up.

“Look how high I can kick!” He says loudly, lifting his leg up the way you know they’d taught him in his karate class.

“Liam no!” You’re too late, his little foot intersecting with one of the framed photos on the coffee table. You wince at the sound of breaking glass before rushing over and sweeping the errant six year old off of his feet to check for cuts. Sheepishly, Liam clings to you, embarrassed tears leaking down his little cheeks.

“No cuts, right bud?” You ask as you turn his hands and feet back and forth, squinting as you look for shards of glass. “Nothing hurts?”

“N-no, but…” he trails off, pointing at the shattered frame. It’s a nice picture, Liam up on Ari’s broad shoulders as the two of them grin widely at the camera. You’d taken that picture—at Liam’s birthday, just a few months before. “I broke it.”

“Yes, you did, but what’s more important is that you’re okay,” you say, wiping the errant tears from his chubby cheeks with your thumbs. “Dad can always get a new picture frame.” Your humor doesn’t deter him, however, and Liam looks at the stairs nervously. You place Liam carefully on the couch as you sprint into the kitchen to grab the broom and dustpan.

“He’s gonna be mad at me,” Liam sniffles, rubbing at his red rimmed eyes as you clean up the mess.

“That’s not true, pal. Dad’s not going to be mad—”

“He is!” Liam insists. “That’s his most favoritest picture in the house, he said so!” He’s getting worked up now, his cheeks splotchy and red as he becomes more and more upset. Frustrated tears begin leaking from his eyes again, and you feel your chest go tight.

“Liam, I promise dad isn’t going to be mad,” you say placatingly, setting down the broom to rub his back as he sniffles. “Would it make you feel better if we got another one?” The mall isn’t far away, certainly close enough for the two of you to pop over and be back before Ari even notices you’re gone. “We can go get him a new one so he won’t feel sad, okay?”

This seems to be an acceptable compromise to Liam, who nods tearfully. “Okay.”

Of the several cars sitting in the garage below the house, you select an unassuming black Wrangler, making sure to buckle Liam into his seat before climbing into yours. It starts up easily, and you shoot a quick text to Ari—one you’re sure he won’t even see before you’re back—before taking off. Liam is singing some kind of made up song to himself as you pull out into the wealthy suburb that Liam and Ari—and now you—call home.

The mall parking lot is as crowded as it usually is, and you hold Liam’s hand tightly as you navigate between the cars. Still, he tugs on your hand impatiently, eager to get inside. He hasn’t been on a real outing since the amusement park—your face burns hot at the memory—and it shows, with Liam bouncing excitedly on his toes as he drags you into the mall. You make him wait as you squint at the map, looking for the bright red You are here!, labeled at the bottom entrance.

“It looks like there’s a nice frame shop this way, Li. We can go pick out something cool for dad.”

“Okay!”

Though the frame shop is distinctly not an environment for six-year-olds, Liam handles it like a champ, using his “inside” voice the way you’d taught him, and handling the delicate glass with care when he dares to pick something up. Like his father, he seems to be rather choosy, squinting at several picture frames before dismissing them.

“What about this one? This one’s cool.”

“That’s not cool,” Liam says decisively, turning his nose up at the one you hold in your hands. You stifle your own laughter as you imagine what Liam thinks cool is. I don’t think they have any frames with Spider-Man on them. “This one, this one!” He holds up the gilded gold frame excitedly, standing on his tippy-toes to show it to you. “I like this one.”

“I like this one too, Li,” you take it from him gingerly, holding it up to the light. It really is pretty, something you could see sitting in the spot the other picture had occupied. “Lets take it up to the register.” As you wait in line, Liam begins shuffling his feet, darting out to grab things from baskets near the register before putting them back. You’re honestly amazed Liam’s attention span has lasted this long, and you don’t fault him for his boredom. So when he pulls on your arm and points to the ice-cream booth just outside the store, you nod.

He’s just right there. I can see him.

You turn back to the line, playing anxiously with the heavy black card Ari had given you the day before. You haven’t used it yet, but then again, you haven’t needed to. You glance over your shoulder as the person in front of you finishes up. You can see Liam’s little blond head as he bounces excitedly, waiting his turn in line.

“Is this all today?”

“Y-yes, that’s it, thanks.” You turn back around embarrassedly, placing the card on the counter with a sharp click. The older woman behind the register runs it before handing it back, and you watch her begin to wrap the frame in newspaper.

“Your son is adorable, you know, so cute,” she says, and your cheeks warm. You’re not sure how to respond, how to parse out the complex nature of your relationships in a way that is easy to understand—mostly because you don’t understand it yourself. In the span of a week you’ve gone from nanny to step-mother, from employee to mate, and the transition still has you reeling.

“Yes, he is.” You manage a weak smile as you turn to scan the crowd for him again, looking for the soft, wavy blond curls that denote his presence by the ice-cream stand.

But you don’t see him.

The panic that seizes you is immediate as you turn fully, eyes wide as you search the crowd again and again—but come up empty. The cashier’s voice is nothing but a dull drone in your ear as you push through the people behind you.

“Liam? Liam!” There are people stopping to look now, their attention only adding to your distress. He was right here, I just saw him, he was right here—You feel terrified tears beginning to gather in your eyes as you call for him. “Did you see a little boy? Blond, blue eyes, he’s missing his front tooth?” The man behind the counter looks at you helplessly.

“I, I mean I think so, I’m sorry, it’s just so busy—!” You try to calm yourself, wiping at your eyes as you continue looking, your purchase at the frame shop completely and utterly forgotten. It’s only been a few minutes, but it feels like you’ve been looking for hours, wringing your hands as you jog through the mall.

Something gold catches your eye, and you turn towards the main doors. There’s a man in black, all black, his clothes bulky and ill fitting—reminiscent of the way Ari’s men had looked yesterday. The outline of the bullet-proof vest under his shirt is clearly visible, as is the large hand wrapped around Liam’s tiny forearm.

“Liam!” You’re barreling towards him before your body even has a moment to register that you’re moving, and you slam into the man’s back with your shoulder. He lets out a surprised, pained shout as Liam sobs your name. “Let go! Let him fucking go!” You’ve never fought anyone in your life, but you feel grim satisfaction as you rake your nails down the man’s face and smell the coppery tinge of his blood under your fingernails. It’s his surprise that allows you keep hitting him, raining blows down all over his face and chest as he tries to shield himself from you, cursing.

“Get off me! Fucking crazy bitch—” He shoves you off with a snarl, and you scramble over to Liam, panting as you put yourself in the way, shielding his smaller body with your own. Adrenaline has you on a tightrope, unable to move or blink as you watch the man get to his feet. The world around you rushes back in to your ringing ears—there’s someone saying to call the police, another group of people attempting to block the exit, to hold the man here—but you can’t process any of that.

You turn to Liam tearfully, running your hands through his hair and over his face. He presses into your chest, his little arms going around your shoulders as he sobs uncontrollably, snot and tears running into your hair.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you murmur as you rock him back and forth, your eyes still wide as you stare unseeingly past him. The relief is almost as big as the fear, and with both of them swirling inside of you, it’s impossible to calm down.

“I-I-It-w-was s-s-so s-s-scary,” Liam’s words are barely discernible through his tears. There are people talking to you—at you, really—but you don’t have the bandwidth to respond, only clutching Liam tighter when anyone approaches, like a feral animal. All you can focus on is Liam, keeping him pressed to your chest as you try to analyze every possible new threat.

Keep away, your hindbrain snarls, and you feel your own lip curl to mirror it. Baby’s not safe, not safe! You’re dimly aware of mall security attempting to detain the man who’d grabbed Liam, the sound of sirens—

“Kitten.” And then there’s Ari, kneeling in front of you as he cups your chin, strokes your hair; checking you over in much the same way you’d done Liam only minutes before. “Kitten can you hear me?” You nod numbly, still holding tight to Liam as Ari tries to pry your fingers loose. “Good, baby. You did so good, protecting our boy.” His hands are gentle as he helps you stand up. You can’t explain the rush of warmth that fills you as you inhale his scent, the deep sense of comfort that washes over you as you begin to process his nearness.

Alpha is here.

Safe.

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hazbin hotel: charlie morningstar, vaggie, lucifer morningstar, angel dust, husk, alastor the radio demon, rosie the cannibal, sir pentious, cherri bomb, emily seraphim, chaggie, royalhalo, two and a half halos, huskerdust, cherrisnake.

triple frontier: santiago garcia, frankie morales, benny miller, will miller.

formula one: daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris, max verstappen, lance stroll, alex albon, george russell, pierre gasly, oscar piastri, logan sargeant, mick schumacher, esteban ocon, maxiel, charlos, carlando, loscar, lestappen, charlandos.

nhl: mitch marner, jamie drysdale, william nylander, quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, adam larrson, matthew knies, nico hischier, juraj slafkovsky.

stranger things: steve harrington, eddie munson, robin buckley, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, chrissy cunningham, steddie, hellcheer, ronance.

good omens: aziraphale, crowley, muriel, anathema device, ineffable husbands, ineffable bureaucracy.

marvel: bucky barnes, eddie brock, kate bishop, yelena belova, natasha romanoff, sam wilson, carol danvers, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, loki laufeyson, thor odinson, darcy lewis, jane foster, druig, makkari, kingo, bruce banner, peter parker (tom holland), ned leeds, michelle jones, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly, peter quill, scott lang, xu shang-chi, xu xialing, helmut zemo, peter parker (andrew garfield), sambucky, spideychelle, interwebs, drukkari.

top gun: pete "maverick" mitchell, tom "iceman" kazansky, nick "goose" bradshaw, ron "slider" kerner, bradley "rooster" bradshaw, jake "hangman" seresin, natasha "phoenix" trace, bob floyd, javy "coyote" machado, mickey "fanboy" garcia, callie "halo" shen, icemav, hangster, floydsin, halonix.

star wars: luke skywalker, anakin skywalker, padmé amidala, obi-wan kenobi, din djarin, ahsoka tano, rex, cody, wrecker, crosshair, wolffe, hunter, echo, fives, tech, omega.

slashers: michael myers, jason vorhees, daniel "candyman" robitaille, jason dean, billy loomis, stu macher, hannibal lecter, carrie white, thomas hewitt, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, norman bates, hannigram, poly ghostface.

twilight: charlie swan, alice cullen, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, seth clearwater, paul lahote, jasper hale, rosalie hale, poly charlie & carlisle.

x-men: charles xavier, erik lensherr, kurt wagner, raven darkhölme, peter maximoff, logan howlett, jean grey, scott summers, alex summers, sean cassidy.

the magnificent seven (2016): goodnight robicheaux, billy rocks, joshua faraday, vasquez, sam chisholm, red harvest, jack horne, the magnificent seven (unit).

little women (2019): jo march, meg march, amy march, beth march, theodore "laurie" laurence.

newsies (broadway version): jack kelly, david jacobs, katherine pulitzer, crutchie morris, spot conlon, racetrack higgins, albert dasilva, finch.

miscellaneous: tangerine, evan "buck" buckley, eddie diaz, buddie, ferris bueller, cameron frye, daniel larusso, johnny lawrence, marty mcfly, phil wenneck, joel miller, spencer reid, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, jess mariano, rory gilmore, eggsy unwin, agent whiskey, barbie (margot robbie), ken (ryan gosling).

✩⡱ request rules !

types of content i will write: headcanons, drabbles, blurbs based on concepts and thoughts.

what i will write: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, readers of any gender (male, female, gender-neutral), readers of color and various religions, poly reader inserts with ships, suggestive content (no actual smut, but suggestive and fade-to-black is fine), various types of aus (if you're not sure, feel free to ask).

what i will not write: anything fully nsfw (suggestive content is fine), full-length one-shots (at least not by request), non-canon sexualities for characters, age play/regression, rape or sexual assault, eating disorders, self-harm.

✩⡱ other rules !

i will not write one-shots or full-length fics by request. however, i may write one-shots or series based on my own ideas if i am feeling inspired. otherwise, i will only take requests for headcanons, drabbles, and concepts or thoughts from you that i can turn into blurbs.

i will write for readers of any gender, but if you do not specify the reader's gender in your request, i will automatically make them gender-neutral, so as to keep my writing as inclusive as possible.

my inspiration tends to come and go a lot, so if it takes me a while to get your request out, i genuinely apologize in advance, but i do ask you to not be rude and try to pressure me into writing faster.

please be polite when sending in requests - i do not ask for a lot, just a simple "please" and "thank you" so i know you don't think of me as just a writing machine.

on that note, please try to put some kind of general plot into your requests ! not too much, since headcanons and drabbles are meant to be shorter, but i generally need more than just "x character with fluff". also, please put the type of request, or if it's just a thought or concept, in your ask !

you can request for any character in the list above, as long as their name isn't struck through, but if you want to know if i write for another character in any of these fandoms that isn't listed, feel free to ask ! i might still not write them, but i promise i'll try my best !

#— ❥ dolly speaks now !!#— ❥ dolly's navigation things !!

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event starter call ! let me know from who and to who of yours. won’t be a limit and you can request as many as you want, but please keep in mind to check the notes to see which of my muses has less mentions. not going/not wanting to have anyone die during this event ( because i got other ideas in the nearest future )

alec ( jane, heidi )

alex mercer ( carrie, willie )

amy pond ( eloise, rory )

bb-8

berlioz o'malley ( evie )

callie adams foster

cora hale ( peter )

ghost ( gregory )

jj maybank ( omega, kiara)

landon kirby ( hope, josie )

meredith quill ( kieran )

steve harrington ( henry, nancy )

will turner ( james )

ygritte ( lyanna )

#hw: starter call #hwevent16

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ghoastixx · 20 days

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Welcome To My Blog

I am a fandom writer, some names you can refer to me by are Casey, Ghoast, Theseus, Ri, or Mr.Radio.

Some things you should know about me are that fact that I beg for asks then ignore them. I’m sorry if I never get around to writing them, but I really try. I go on huge hiatuses. I’m sorry. Please don’t urge this to not request at all. I’m getting better.

My blog is 13 +

My pronouns are he/they

What I’ll write:

X reader (self inserts)

Gn reader

LGBTQIA+ themes

Smut (specified)

Fluff

Angst no comfort

Angst with comfort

Pairings

Platonic

Romantic

Parental figures

Comfort

Age gaps (legal)

Polyamory

Au’s (no alpha omega I’ll kms)

What I refuse to write

Incest

Underage relationships

Pedophilia

Rape

Abuse as a kink

Slurs

Anything with piss, shit, or vomit

Self harm as a kink

Huge age gaps

Real actual people- (I think it’s personally weird.)

Zoophobia

Ageplay

The fandoms I write for/ characters

Sweeney Todd:

Sweeney Todd

Ms.Lovett

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Tatum Riley

Sidney Prescott

Ghostface (masked)

The Lost Boys

Micheal

David

Paul

Marko

Dwayne

Halloween

Micheal Myers (original)

A nightmare on elm street

Freddy Kruger

The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Dr. Frank N’ Furter

Beetlejuice

Lydia

Adam & Barbra

House of 1,000 corpses trilogy

Otis Driftwood

Baby Firefly

The Boy 1

Brahms

Creep 1

Josef

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie Morningstar

Lucifer Morningstar

Adam

Alastor

Rosie

Husker

Helluva Boss

Blitzø

Stolas

To Kill A Mockingbird

Atticus Finch

Gravity Falls

Stanford Pines

Stanley Pines

Bill Cipher

Labryinth

Jareth the goblin king

Guardians of the Galaxy

Peter Quill

Gamora

Nebula

Yondu

Venom

Eddie

Venom

Eddsworld

Tom

Edd

Matt

Tord

Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack sparrow

Ghost busters

Literally all of them. Anybody you want. Not the girls though sorry.

Bill and Ted’s excellent adventure

Bill

Ted

Heathers

Veronica sawyer

Edward Scissorhands

Edward

The Hunger Games

Haymitch Abernathy

Effie Trinket

President Snow (Coriolanus)

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

#fanfic #fanfiction #bill and ted’s excellent adventure fanfic #hazbin hotel #beetlejuice x reader #beetlejuice #thg fanfiction #the hunger games #sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street #Sweeney Todd fanfiction #slashers x reader

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smolderingflame · 1 year

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New Collab Fic- Cherry Bomb (Steve/Bucky) MCU/Captain America By: Smolderingflame and pandafish

Cherry Bomb- by SmolderingFlame and @myexplosion

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: None

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Captain America/MCU

WIP Fic

Relationship: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

Characters: James Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, Thor, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins, Pietro Maximoff, George and Winifred Barnes, Yondu, Peter Quill, Alpine the Cat

Summary: The year is 1977 and disco and punk rock are peaking at the same time. Bucky is a glamorous omega model for Playalpha magazine, run by Tony Stark who likes to keep his pretty girls close to him. Steve is the angry, alpha lead singer of a punk band illegally squatting in the very building Stark wants to buy and demolish.

When two worlds are rising, they are bound to collide at the top. During a night at the notorious club Studio 54, that's exactly what happens when Steve and Bucky suddenly meet. But their collision will cause a rippling after effect...

Tags: AU, no powers, 1970s setting, Punk rock, disco, Playboy Bunny Bucky Barnes, Punk Rocker Steve Rogers, nude modeling, Model Bucky Barnes, Mating Cycles/Heats/Ruts, drug use, knotting, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, crossdressing, feminization, steve rogers needs a hug, protective Bucky Barnes, protective Steve Rogers, Sassy Bucky Barnes, Slutty Bucky Barnes, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Twink Bucky Barnes, dark!tony stark, Omegaverse, Omega!bucky barnes, Alpha!steve rogers, bottom!bucky Barnes, Top!Steve Rogers, Omega!brock Rumlow, Rp Adaptation

#marvel cinematic universe #marvel #ao3 fanfic #captain america #marvel fanfiction #stucky fic #stucky #top steve rogers #alpha steve rogers #omega bucky barnes #bottom bucky barnes #omegaverse #steve x bucky #1970s aesthetic

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ao3feed-sambucky · 4 months

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The Grandmaster's House of Infinite Pleasure

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yGqASex by HushHushHyena With the defeat of Asgard, Emperor Thanos' reign is absolute. But that's just a background detail for most of the omegas that work at the Grandmaster's House of Infinite Pleasure. Their job is to satisfy the alphas that purchase their services, not concern themselves with outside politics. Of course, that doesn't mean they can't tip the scales in certain directions upon occasion. Words: 3734, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Categories: M/M Characters: Peter Quill, Peter Parker, Loki (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, En Dwi Gast | Grandmaster Relationships: Everyone/Everyone, En Dwi Gast | Grandmaster/Loki, Loki/Thor (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Quill, Peter Quill/Thanos, Peter Quill/Stephen Strange, Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Adam Warlock, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, maybe more Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Futuristic Roman Type Setting, Yeah I really went let's make smut but with a complicated background setting, Because I'm special, no powers, brothel, Omegaverse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, some omega/omega, Switch Bucky Barnes, Mpreg, Past Abuse, I'll include more specific tags in the author's notes as they come up read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/yGqASex

#Bucky #Captain America #Winter Soldier #Sam Wilson #James Barnes #Falcon #SamBucky #BuckySam #IFTTT #ao3feed

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themculibrary · 11 months

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Peter Quill Masterlist 2

part one

20 questions (ao3) - bevioletskies gamora/peter T, 118k

Summary: Wasp has a new competition in store for the students of Avengers Academy, and there’s money involved. So obviously, Peter and Gamora have to pretend to be a couple in order to win. Wait, what?

a bother-figure (ao3) - judypoovey T, 7k

Summary: It wasn’t going to do him any good to get all sentimental and excited about meeting his dad, considering his dad had kidnapped his sort-of-replacement dad.

all fucked up and no place to go (ao3) - scioscribe drax/gamora/peter E, 4k

Summary: Peter Quill is the only omega in all of space.

It sucks.

A Matter of Restraint (ao3) - fayedartmouth T, 3k

Summary: Peter’s not exactly known for his brilliant strategies.

And Get Nowhere (ao3) - Wawa_Girl gamora/peter T, 7k

Summary: "Why?" Gamora asked from several feet below them, an eyebrow raised and her tone slightly less hard - curious, suspicious, like she wasn't sure whether to buy this explanation.

Peter didn't know if she was asking, 'Why is that a common joke on Earth?' or 'Why weren't you thinking before spitting it out right now?' but either way his quick reply was the same. "No idea!" he said with the biggest fake smile. "No clue, makes no sense, stupid--I don't know why it slipped out, meant nothing, forget it, I'm sorry..." he continued rambling and reassuring to spare himself the fate of sleeping outside for the next month during the impending hail storm.

(Or: Sometimes Peter has really bad "no filter" days, and rooftop antics ensue.)

Base of Support (ao3) - interabang T, 3k

Summary: The Guardians discover that Yondu would do anything (when he feels like it) to give Peter help when he needs it.

break the chain (ao3) - evotter T, 16k

Summary: “Thanos is the worst threat you could possibly imagine.” Gamora says. Her voice sets a chill in Peter’s bones. “We need to get ahead of him as quickly as we possibly can or we will lose if he even gets the slightest bit in front of us. Please, Peter Parker. We need all the help we can get. You do this for us, and we will do something for you. Anything you need.”

Anything is pretty nice. Especially considering he might need them to guard him so Tony doesn’t totally murder him. And they seem like nice enough people. And if Strange trusts them… “Okay,” says Peter, rather reluctantly. “I’ll go with you guys to space.“

(or: peter contacts star-lord and meets the guardians of the galaxy. not infinity war/endgame compliant.)

bring it on home to me (ao3) - bevioletskies T, 19k

Summary: The fight of everyone’s lives may be over, but for Nebula, Peter, and the rest of the Guardians, the search for the person they love most has just begun.

don’t need no credit card to ride this train (ao3) - Sholio T, 5k

Summary: Peter gets a second chance to make a very important change.

Five times Rocket claimed Peter as his own (and one time he realised what it meant) (ao3) - prosodiical peter/rocket T, 4k

Summary: "You," says Rocket lowly, "keep your distance, and I won't have to kill you." He pauses, then adds, as though it isn't obvious enough already, "He's mine."

Rocket's got a bit of a possessiveness problem when it comes to Peter Quill.

Fox on the Run (ao3) - Sholio T, 13k

Summary: When bounty hunters get the drop on Yondu, 11-year-old Peter is the only person in a position to do anything about it.

Go For The Throat (ao3) - laylabinx T, 9k

Summary: Peter finds out the hard way what it means to be the Ravager mascot and Yondu uses this as an opportunity to teach him how to kick someone’s ass.

Happiness Goes On (ao3) - Wawa_Girl gamora/peter T, 25k

Summary: "What does it mean? The day the music died?"

The words were said without the inquisitor looking at the human beside her, owner and expert of the tunes they were sharing.

"I guess..." Peter spoke up, his tone distant. Faraway. Lost. Gamora realized she would have given nearly anything to obtain Mantis' powers and know what he was feeling, what was going on in his head. "It means when people stop...appreciating it. Or learning from it? Or...use music to do...bad things."

Please Rewind (ao3) - interabang gamora/peter E, 4k

Summary: When Rocket and Groot gift Peter with a TV and VHS tapes, he’s excited to relive his childhood memories with the group - so excited, in fact, that he won’t stop talking throughout the movie. After his rambling drives the other Guardians away, Gamora quickly finds a way to shut him up.

Ruins (ao3) - TheFictionalMe gamora/peter M, 51k

Summary: Five times Peter told Gamora to go right, and one time he didn’t.

“Why does somebody always have to die in this scenario?”

Vacation! All I Ever Wanted (ao3) - clockheartedcrocodile gamora/peter E, 7k

Summary: The Guardians of the Galaxy have a nice day at the boardwalk.

you lay your bets and then you pay the price (ao3) - orphan_account gamora/peter T, 32k

Summary: (or: five times Peter idiotically risks his life for Gamora, and the one time he… can’t)

Zuneology (ao3) - interabang gamora/peter T, 13k

Summary: After the war, Gamora listens to Peter's music player and reflects on her memories with him.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #masterlists #guardians of the galaxy masterlist #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill #peter quill masterlist

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ao3feed-fitzsimmons · 11 months

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Packverse Packs and statuses Part 2

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/L3byfzo

by Peraltiago1345

The Packs and their members' status within the pack.

Words: 41, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Packverse

Fandoms: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Deadpool (Movieverse), The Defenders (Marvel TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Calypso Fury (OFC), Grant Coulson-May (OMC), Adrienne Ward (OFC), Sage Fitz-Simmons (OFC), Albert Fitz-Simmons (OMC), Dawn Triplett (OFC), Rocket Quill, Kamaria | Drax's Daughter (Marvel), Sequoia (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Groot (Marvel), Eleanor "Ellie" Camacho, Danielle Cage, Jackie Murdock

Relationships: Nick Fury/Priscilla Fury, Phil Coulson/Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson/Grant Ward, Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons, Antoine Triplett/Original Female Character(s), Maria Hill/Original Female Character(s), Gamora/Peter Quill, Kraglin Obfonteri/Yondu Udonta, Drax the Destroyer/Mantis, Wade Wilson/Original Male Character(s), Original Male Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s), Luke Cage/Jessica Jones/Matt Murdock/Danny Rand

Additional Tags: Pack Dynamics, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Nick Fury, Beta Priscilla Fury, Beta Phil Coulson, Beta Melinda May, Omega Skye | Daisy Johnson, Alpha Grant Ward, Beta Leo Fitz, Beta Jemma Simmons, Beta Antoine Triplett, Alpha Peter Quill, Beta Gamora (Marvel), Beta Kraglin Obfonteri, Beta Yondu Udonta, Alpha Drax the Destroyer, Omega Mantis, Beta Rocket Racoon, Alpha Wade Wilson, Alpha Luke Cage, Beta Jessica Jones, Beta Matt Murdock, Beta Danny Rand

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/L3byfzo

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Fitzsimmons #aos

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ao3feed-stony · 11 months

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Starks Pack

by dawnoftheagez

The long awaited and promised long fic to the previous three smaller ones. Read those first!

Tony stark is an omega, a very special omega tasked with many important jobs. One being the leader of the Avengers, the other is being the mother to a special young boy. Follow the Avengers and Tony as they continue to keep the world safe from villains and other worldly dangers while also raising an omegan Peter Parker (Stark Rogers) from newborn to teen superhero.

Words: 1095, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Tony's Pack, Part 59 of Alpha/Omega/Beta

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Black Panther (Marvel Movies), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Deadpool - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Loki (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Peter Parker, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, James "Bucky" Barnes, Shuri (Marvel), T’Challa (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Peter Quill, Captain Marvel, Stephen Strange, Groot (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Gamora (Marvel), Drax the Destroyer, Wade Wilson, Clint Barton, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Nick Fury, Happy Hogan, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Pepper Potts, Mjolnir (Marvel), Michelle Jones

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Omegaverse, Omega Tony Stark, Alpha Steve Rogers, Omega Peter Parker, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Peter Parker is Steve Rogers's Biological Child, Peter Parker is Loki’s Biological Child, split seed pup, demi god Peter parker, Birth, time skips will happen a lot, Some tags pre added some not, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Male omegas have female anatomy, if you feel a tag should be added please let me know

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47369620

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

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soba-riri · 8 months

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Wip Poll

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

Thanks @incognito-insomniac for the tag 🥺

Tagging: (anyone who wants to do this)

#surely this will help me with writing :D #wip poll #I'll write a sentence for every vote whatever wip gets

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ironstrangeao3 · 2 years

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Sea of Dreams

by stececilia

In the seedy depths of Madripoor, a pack of omegas currently work in the local tavern selling themselves to the local patrons under the watchful eye of their Mistress, Pepper Potts. After stumbling across a map that leads to a great treasure, the omegas finally decide it's time to take back their lives and take charge of their future. They decide it's time to take their dreams to the sea and find them.

Words: 1918, Chapters: 1/37, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Black Panther (2018)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Pepper Potts, Grand Master - Character, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Topaz (Marvel), Nick Fury, Thor (Marvel), Vision (Marvel), Clint Barton, Maria Hill, Steve Rogers, Okoye (Marvel), Ayo (Marvel), Ulysses Klaue, Thanos (Marvel), Erik Killmonger, Proxima Midnight, Ebony Maw, Corvus Glaive, Cull Obsidian, Ramonda (Marvel), T'Chaka (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Mantis (Marvel), Groot (Marvel), Rocket Raccoon, Drax the Destroyer, Peter Quill, Thaddeus Ross, Original Male Charaters, Sharon Carter (Marvel)

Relationships: Everett Ross/T'Challa, Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Bruce Banner/Thor, Scott Lang/Sam Wilson, Maria Hill/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/M'Baku, Mantis/Nebula (Marvel)

Additional Tags: Omegaverse, ABO dynamics, Pirate universe, no powers, Alternate Universe - Historical, Attempt at Historical Accuracy, Brothels, Ship Battles, Smut, Traumatic Backstories, Omegas not treated well in this universe, Harsh Language, Degrading Language, Finding Love, adventures on the high seas, Violence, mistreatment of omegas, Feminization, Cross dressing...sort of...omegas don't really have a dress code, Past Child Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Past Abortion, Abuse, Human Trafficking, Selling of omegas for sex, Mating, Knotting, Mating Bites, Angst with a Happy Ending, feeling realization, Birth Control methods, mentions of torture, fated mates, Scenting, sailing and piracy, Angst and Drama

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/41039334

#tony stark #stephen strange #ironstrange #fanfic #ao3

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stony-ao3-feed · 11 months

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Starks Pack

Read it on AO3

by dawnoftheagez

The long awaited and promised long fic to the previous three smaller ones. Read those first!

Words: 1095, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Tony's Pack, Part 59 of Alpha/Omega/Beta

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Black Panther (Marvel Movies), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Deadpool - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Read it on AO3

#stony #fanfiction #ao3feed #superhusbands #stevetony

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ao3feed-stevebucky · 1 year

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Icing on the cake

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/r1OoCRL

by Stuckys_baby

constantly looking out for any sign of danger. “ would you stop it… I smell like your penis rogers” after bucky found out he was pregnant ..steve has gotten even more territorial and he doesn't blame him, sometimes bucky is prone to grab the wrong kind of attention because to no fault of theirs, agent rumlow was walking towards them.

steve and bucky are late fury's birthday party because steve rogers is very easily manipulated into sex. Also bucky in dresses

Words: 1702, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of me, mine and his dresses

Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Brock Rumlow, Peter Quill, Gamora (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, bucky in sexy gowns, Sex, Accidental Knotting, always late to an event, Pregnant Bucky Barnes, Pregnant Sex, Married Couple, judgy gamora, minute daddy kink, Feminine Bucky, no one likes rumlow

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/r1OoCRL

#ao3feed #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #stucky #steve/bucky #stevexbucky #fanfic

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ao3feed-thor · 9 months

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For the Hand of a Prince

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/1V4O6aK

by SilverHyena

Tired of Loki's refusal to pick a suitor, King Odin decides to throw a contest where the prize is his son's hand in marriage. While no one can completely dissuade him, Thor offers up an alternative: if he wins the contest, Odin has to leave Loki alone and, in exchange, Odin will get to choose his spouse instead. The situation is further complicated when Thor finds out that Peter Quill, the person he's had a forbidden crush on since childhood, will also be entering the contest. Winning would spare his brother, but it'd also prevent Thor from ever being with the one he truly desires. Not that he'd ever had a chance in the first place... right?

Words: 3990, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Peter Quill, Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel)

Relationships: Peter Quill/Thor

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Omega Verse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha, Alpha Thor (Marvel), Alpha Peter Quill, Omega Loki (Marvel), Believe it or not this is probably the most sympathetic version of Odin I've written so far, Did this story need to be explicit? Definitely not, I just wanted to write some smut okay?, Even if there probably won't be that much of it, Apologies, how does one title things?

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/1V4O6aK

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