Spiderman 2099 Doodles

✦ — 𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥-𝗠𝗔𝗡: 𝗔𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥 -𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦

these are some of my favourite spider-man fics. i hope you enjoyed it as much as i do and thank you so much to all of these writers for making this and bringing a smile on my face and more. i am truly thankful for this.

some fics contains nsfw (✶)

⟡. HOBIE BROWN—

open window : @fabled-fiction

cigarettes and strawberries : @moralesluvr

✶ kisses and forgiveness : @fusaes

anarchy in the spiderweb : @thesharktanksdriver

my baby! : @dizscreams

haunting : @gh0stsp1d3r

role model : @ronwestbreeze

(my) nuisance : @neo-nomatrix

wound too tight : @renoed

sleepover : @spidcrhunni

⟡. MIGUEL O'HARA—

it's so sweet, knowing that you love me : @fxllfaiiry

carbon copy : @devilishcupid

✶ love bites : @xkv

what's in between part 2 : @ghost-with-a-teacup

give me reasons we should be complete : @intoxicated-chan

el trato (the deal) : @messylustt

✶ easy on the eyes : @nezuscribe

show me where it hurts : @loganlermanstanaccount

⟡. MILES MORALES—

in every universe : @crackedpumpkin

in sickness in health : @fushigur0ll

coincidence : @prismuffin

lemme try : @carpecaelo

⟡. EARTH 42!MILES MORALES—

close my eyes : @knxv1lie

3 times miles tried to confess, + 1 time he did : @motherlvr

you & i : @moralesism

cool : @juneberrie

⟡. PAVITR PRABHAKAR—

first kiss : @gay-dorito-dust

back in his arms : @the-dumpster-fire-of-life

dance with you tonight : @foreverwiththeunknown

made for each other : @uramakimochi

Take a seat || Miguel O'hara

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x F!reader

Summary: Never in your wildest dream did you imagine having your husband ask you to sit on his face.

Tags: Face sitting, multiple orgasms, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, smut, NOT BETA READ.

Words: 1.2k

saw someone plead for this one lmao. They asked so nicely so I delivered, idk if this is how it usually goes tbh. This shit's so rushed but I guess I have to squeeze everything out before school starts again tomorrow aaaaaaaaaa

other than that, enjoy! Thank you all for your love on my fics aaaaaaaaaa im running out of header pics da;flkhwah

mi vida - my life || dios mio - my god || mi bella esposa - my beautiful wife || cariño - honey

“You want me to do what now?”

Miguel sighed exasperatedly as he facepalmed, embarrassed. “Don’t make me repeat mys—”

“No no no, I heard you loud and clear.” Which doesn’t mean you understand why all of a sudden. “But why?”

“Should I have any reason why I want you to sit on my face?”

In a gazillion universe, you’d never thought you’d hear those words come out of his lips. Sitting on his lap, you stared at the man incredulously to which he scowled at.

Usually, oral between you both are usually done with you underneath him as he pinned your thighs open and wide for him since he likes the control. To hear him ask you to sit on his face mid-foreplay shocked you.

You pinched your thigh, unconvinced by his sudden change of mind and Miguel sighed once more.

“Is it that hard to believe, mi vida? Dios mio, if you don’t want to do it, just say it—”

“No no no, lay back down, I’m just processing.”

Excitement thrummed madly in your veins as you pushed the man back into the mattress. Excitement got you removing your underwear in a second before sitting back on his chest. It’s not fast enough apparently, when his strong arms hook under your legs and pull you directly on top of his lips.

Your breath got stuck into your throat. The mere feeling of his hot breath on your skin caused ripples of heat from your abdomen to your fingertips. You’ve always had orals before, it was something he’d never forget, yet there was something about sitting on top of his face that got you aroused more than ever.

“Go any slower and I would’ve thought you’d want to back out.”

“Not my fault. You’re so impatient.”

“A pretty girl sat on top of me, naked and wet, begging to be devoured. Do you think I’d ignore you, mi bella esposa?”

His dark voice, along with his fogged red eyes staring at you through his eyelash sent shivers down your spine, cheeks flushing beet red. You almost slapped the growing smirk off of his face at your flustered state.

“You’re so annoying.”

“And you smell absolutely delicious.”

His arms locked around your thighs and you immediately knew you were done.

His tongue felt like silk gliding through your folds before rolling your clit in figures of eight. You sighed, throwing your head back as pleasure slithered down your spine at his every exhale fanning your skin. 

There was something about the stings his stubbles brings as it scratches your skin along with the stimulation of his tongue that drive you crazy. 

You swear you’re not a masochist by any means, yet when it comes to Miguel, every joy, sadness, pain and pleasure felt like a reward from the high heavens that you couldn’t help but accept with gratitude.

Your hand found stability in his dark locks, pulling and tugging his head closer to your heat, causing him to groan, the vibration seeping into your bones.

His hands roamed your body as if desperate to find a treasure in the unknown, nails dragging the skin from your back and down to the globes of your ass. The sting they left in their wake stirs your nerves awake, the pain mixing in with pleasure. You sighed, falling to lean on the piles of pillows as you dragged your clit with the point of his tongue.

Miguel wandered lower, tongue rolling around the rim of your entrance, sending electric jolts down your legs. You shivered as the sensation of his fangs rubbing against your folds, always so close yet so far away.

You gasped when the appendage plunged into your entrance, his large nose pushing into your clit as he pulled you closer to his face.

“Fuck…!”

“You taste divine, cariño.” He groaned. “Give me more.”

Bringing his hand down hard onto your ass, you whined. The stinging pain it left had your body singing for more and you knew Miguel was aware of the effect it has on you with how hard you clench on his silky appendage.

“Move.”

“Huh?”

Another sharp slap echoed in the living room, harder than the one earlier and you cried, hips stuttering forward on his flattened tongue.

“Ride me, cariño. Like you’ve always wanted.”

And you swear you’ve never heard anything more romantic than that.

With a smidge of hesitance, fearing you’d suffocate him, you rolled yourself on his tongue, eyes locked onto his darkened ones that dripped with desire. Still unsatisfied, his hand lands another hit on your skin and you move more desperately against him.

You cry as he starts to pick up the pace of his tongue, putting pressure onto your bead and shaking his head aggressively underneath you. He swats you once more when your hips stutter from the stimulation before clawing your flesh and grounding you further into his mouth.

“Harder.”

“I’m trying—Ah!”

Sneaking a hand below, he immediately inserts two digits inside of you. He spared no time hastening the speed of his thrusts while licking enthusiastically onto your clit making your eyes roll back.

Chasing the pleasure his fingers and mouth offered you, your hips rolled uncontrollably against his face. The obscene squelch echoing in the room would have embarrassed you, yet you couldn’t find it in you to flush.

The tight knot in your abdomen tightens as heat explodes from your chest and reaches down the tips of your limbs. You couldn’t do anything but cry as you tether closer to nirvana.

“I-I’m close.”

“Come for me, mi vida. Give it to me. I want it all.”

With his grounding arm reaching up to rake through your back along with his fingers and tongue, the knot unfurls and you come with a cry. 

Suddenly, he had both arms wrapped around your waist, preventing you from fluttering away from his ministrations. You gasped and pushed at his head but he paid no heed to them, rolling and shaking his tongue onto your clit as if trying to coax another climax from you.

“Miguel…!”

His nails digging into your flesh was the only answer you received and maybe the tug on his lips at your trembling thighs as well. It didn’t take long before pain started to blur with pleasure and your hips rocked against his tongue despite the protest of your heat with one hand tugging on his hair and the other holding on for dear life onto the headboard.

You didn’t have the mind to worry about his nose being blocked by your mon pubis, focused solely on your orgasm. With how he ground your hips onto his lips, you knew he didn’t mind.

And with a weak shout, you unravel, flesh and bones, on top of him. There’s a sound of something breaking in the haze, but paid no heed to it as you fall bonelessly onto the mattress. Miguel pulls away, gasping for air just as you turn to face the ceiling.

Your arousal drenching his face evoked something feral within you, the simmering desire in your stomach stirring awake once more. His eyes turned to the headboard and chuckled, reaching over to run his fingers over the dent with amusement dancing in his eyes.

“I guess a Spider-Man will always be a Spider-Man.”

“Oh shut up.” You groaned, chucking a pillow on his face.

How do you think Sebastian, Ominis, and Garreth would react to F!MC face sitting😏

Face Sitting Headcannons

Ominis Gaunt x f!reader; Sebastian Sallow x f!reader; Garreth x f!reader

Warnings - 18+, oral sex

Sebastian

he would be tasting you like a starved man

his fingers would be leaving bruises on your hips and backside while his hands roamed your body

he would be rough and teasing, running his tongue through your folds and maybe even tugging gently with his teeth

when you would grind yourself against his face he would obediently move his tongue to your clit, flattening it against your nub and finding just the right pace for you

he would be so worked up that he would have pre-cum everywhere when the two of you were done

he would moan, sending perfect vibrations through you when you pull on his hair

he would love every minute of being nearly suffocated by your thighs

Ominis

he would take his time and be slow with you

he would really want you to beg and would love when you rutted yourself against his lips and nose

he would tell you how good you smell and how much he loves your taste

he would caress your thighs before stretching his hands beside his own head, waiting your fingers to hold onto his

he would leave wet, open-mouthed kisses over your cunt, sucking lightly on your clit when he makes his way there

he would be working hard to drive you crazy and definitely take you to the edge a few times before letting you cum

he would lap up your cream thinking about how wet and soft you were going to be for his cock when he was finished with you

Garreth

he would look up at you tenderly before hauling your hips the rest of the distance to his mouth

he would focus his hands on stroking up and down your thighs and legs to make you sensitive all over

he would close his eyes and lick long strips from your hole to your clit, lingering just enough to make you whine

he would try to tease you, but be unable to help himself from giving you what you wanted

his favorite thing to do is take the pressure off of your clit to fuck you with his tongue, so he could taste as much of you as possible

his spit combined with your slick would coat his tongue for the perfect smooth rhythm had he in mind for your nub to make you cum

pov: you’re being unconditional emotional support for 2 [two] hopeless slytherins

Batfam! P Links

This is my first time doing something like this, so feedback is super appreciated. Also!! Gotta be logged into twitter (X) for these to work.

Bruce Wayne

- He just can't resist you when you come to visit the office<3

- The bathroom of a charity gala that neither of you were particularly interested in

- What you send him after he paid to get your nails done while he was away on a business trip

-A private beach that he bought out when he finally retired

- You're still getting used to how big he is

- He tries to be gentle, but his cock is just so huge that it's a pleasant, painful every time regardless of how much he preps you

- How's he supposed to focus at work when you send him those slutty little pictures in your new lingerie?

Jason Todd

- Something about this just screams Jason vibes to me. Maybe softdom? Maybe showing off his strength/muscles?

- LOVES when you guys get noise complaints just from the actions alone, nevermind the moans

- He sent this just to mess around with you while he was in the gym changing rooms

- Yes, you two have tried this. Yes, the gun was unloaded. Yes, he still made sure it has safety on. Yes, you clogged up his favorite pistol with your cum.

- This is kinda how I thought of Virgin! Jason Todd eating you out

- More gun play with Jason but in his only nice car

Richard Grayson

- Helping him clean off in the shower after a particularly long patrol

- A little tease while he's in a motel on a mission

- He absolutely worships you like the goddess you are

- Your poor baby makes a mess of himself after not being able to cum for a few weeks while on a mission

- Making you do everything yourself because you got bratty with him about having to cockwarm

- Trying his best to take it slow once he finally gets his hands on you coming home from that stupid mission

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Masterlist

. . . your toxic boyfriend

Dick Grayson (Nightwing) by Gleb Melnikov

MC: *walking into her dorm room alone putting her bags and books down, taking off her robe then going to take off her shirt before stopping*.....*looks around with narrowed eyes* You ain't slick Sebastian..

Sebastian: *Stops the disillusionment charm* Damn. Worth a shot.

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the clash | x. brand new

hobie brown x goth!reader

word count: 2k

genre: enemies to lovers

warnings:  language, insults, mentions of everything that happened in the story, almost fainting, soft hobie, big fluff energy, essentially just a fun lil chapter above everything else to wash away the angst

a/n: AND IT’S OVER!! i’m actually crying a bit this was so fun to write. it will not be the end! you can all bet your asses i’ll be working on a sequel for this duo. thank you to everyone who supported the story and my writing. you made the return back to this blog unforgettable and i am so grateful for all of you 🖤 please enjoy the last chapter of ‘the clash’

previous chapter: ix. last caress

now reading: x. brand new

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