If I wrote a mcu x arcane story, would anyone be interested, and should to be a vi/viktor x reader or vi/viktor x oc
i’m sweet for you
dilf!jake sully x fem na’vi reader
!! smut - minors dni; daddy kink; breeding kink (jake’s specifically teehee); slight cervix penetration; creampie and squirting; navi and english pet names <33// 892 words
: this is nasty i knowww but is it a need? yes. desperately even; gnashing my teeth so hard; wrote this in godspeed so hopefully no errors; hope you guys would luv this <33; title is from venice bitch - lana
jake presses his palm on your belly, putting enough pressure like he is trying to feel something. the touch makes you squirm, your walls clamping down around him. a sudden sharp thrust, accompanied by your choked squeal, makes jake’s hips stutter, and he feels winded, his lungs constricting as he savours the plush walls squeezing his cock so deliciously.
“jesus,” he murmurs, the ragged breaths spilling from his lips sound like barely-contained snarls. “y’feel that, sweetheart?”
you whimper, blinking your teary eyes up at him, your face scrunching in confusion and your ears twitching with your every hiccupped gasp. jake chuckles at the dazed look in your eyes, crooning softly when your cunt spasms around his cock again.
“i’m all the way here, baby,” jake says, pressing his hand down to your belly again. “stuffing y’r tiny pussy. want daddy to fill you up, ma’yawntu?”
you tremble at his words, your swollen lips falling for a muffled cry when jake begins to hump at your cunt, shallow thrusts pushing his cock ever so closer to your womb. jake grins, something that is so primal and dangerous, his eyes roving over your flushed body before pinning his eyes at your dazed look.
“goddamn baby.” he laughs. “you still w’me?”
a garbled moan is all you can reply with, too lost in your pleasure to even think of anything coherent to say – not like jake doesn’t adore you like this: drunk on his cock, squeezing him for all his worth, with your tail unconsciously looped around his thigh.
“so sweetheart? what d’you say?” jake’s hand leaves your belly to hike up along your torso, only stopping when it’s reached your heaving chest. his fingers trail ghosting touches along your sensitive skin, purposeful with his teasing, before he finally cups your breast. “want daddy’s seed in you?”
he noses along your jaw, grazing his lips on your skin. you sob at another shallow thrust, his cockhead hitting so deep in you.
jake lifts his head to ghost his lips over your ears, nipping, before he whispers, “one more kid ain’t too bad, don’t you think so too, baby girl?”
his words struck you, your flushed skin burning hotter, and you swivel your head to look at him, gaping, feeling so breathless amidst his heated gaze.
“ma’jake,” you sob, softly nodding, emotional and desperate, needing him to fuck you with his cock again. the shallow thrusts were not enough. “please, daddy! breed me, please!”
jake snarls, his ears flicking in tension, his tail whipping behind him, before he’s fucking you hard and rough again. he’s filling you up so deliciously with his cock, each stroke along your walls is taking you apart. your mind is fraying at the edges, the curl of your orgasm racing along your veins.
distantly, you realize you’re screaming jake’s name, broken voice sounding raspier at each muted moan. jake’s responding growl resonates from where his lips are pressed on your neck, his fangs tearing through skin, and his tongue lapping at the beads of blood.
a particularly sharp thrust pushes jake deeper in you – something you didn’t even know was possible. a pop echoes throughout your body, your insides spasming at the rush of euphoric pleasure, so dizzying it has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
“daddy! i’m gonna-! ma’jake, i’m gonna-!” you scream, sounding so guttural and raw, white spots filling your vision.
“fuck, baby! so fuckin’ tight!” jake pushes his face on the juncture of your neck, kissing your wounded skin. “cum f’r me baby. cum f’r daddy.”
you sob as crashing pleasure overwhelms you, your cunt tightening up around jake’s cock, before a gush of squirt dampens your thighs. jake trembles at the feeling, his growl is so deep you feel it reverberate in your own chest.
“i’m gon’ fill you up, baby. gon’ breed you so good. you’d love that won’t you, ma’yawntu? love daddy’s seed?” jake murmurs, his voice is so quiet that you think he is talking to himself more than he is to you. still, you reply with an eager nod, trying your best to let him know that you would love nothing more.
you are still so drunk off of his cock, savouring your orgasm, when jake stops and buries himself to the hilt with a wet slap. you could not even prepare yourself before his seed is spilling into you, filling you up just as he promised.
your whimper catches his attention and jake pulls his head away from your neck to check on you. you don’t know what he sees, but jake just coos at you, his lips brushing along your wet cheeks before finally slotting them against your swollen ones.
the kiss is languid and gentle, a stark difference from his fucking but not any less overwhelming. you chase his lips when he pulls back and jake chuckles, his eyes crinkling in soft delight.
“ma’muntxate,” he whispers, peppering your cheeks with fleeting kisses. “my beautiful mate, so good to me.”
you hum, nuzzling your face on his, his nose rubbing along yours. “i love you, ma’jake.”
your english is accented, your tongue still unused to the alien language. but you watch the way jake’s eyes sparkle, dipping into something so tender and heartfelt, and you know you said it right.
“i know, yawne. i love you too.”
Where are those woke white people at!?
I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.
IM FUCKING DEAD😂
Series summary: Growing up as the Admiral's Daughter Ana knew two things: she wanted to follow in her father's footsteps as a naval aviator and she wanted to do it on her own. Not as the Admiral's Daughter but as Ana Kazansky, or rather Lawson as per her mother's maiden name. Returning to Top Gun for a special detachment proves to be much more complicated than she had anticipated. Between the shifting relationship with one certain colleague, the nearly impossible mission parameters, and her father's illness things are becoming hard to handle.
Pairings: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Ana Theodora "Teddie" Kazansky, Callsign 'Ghost'
Additional characters: Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw, Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell, Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky, all other canon characters involved with the mission, brief appearances of other Kazansky!OC's
Warnings: see each chapter for specific warnings, slow burn, canon character death, talk of death and dealing with the loss of a loved one, cancer/sickness, canon level violence, military inaccuracies
Notes: This is not intended to be us navy propaganda in any case. I have no connection to the us navy (or the military in general) & I do not condone their actions. I simply fell in love with tg:m & the characters and want to indulge in my fantasies about that series.
A/N: I have to thank @writercole a thousand times for helping me sort out the plot! The name of my OC is inspired by @icemankazansky86 "Russian Iceman Kazanskys Headcanons" who graciously allowed me to name her after Ice sister & grandmother The header is made by me, and all the dividers were made by the lovely @/firefly-graphics
taglist: open, message me or comment to be added, will be put as reblog
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
tony: i’m a piece of trash.
steve: as someone who cares about the environment, i am obligated to pick you up. is 7 ok?
tony: you smooth motherfu- yeah 7 is fine.
Toothless, go introduce yourself.
“you can’t just disappear out of people’s lives”
Me: