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creamecafe · 13 days
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I be saying, "I miss my man" and it's a fictional man either from a show in which a new season is yet to come, the show is over/cancelled or he's dead
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newvestroia · 4 months
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More headshots yippee ⭐️
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vinylattes · 2 years
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The Portrait (03.10) // The Wedding (04.06)
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tinymintywolf · 1 year
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putting this up to get an idea of what people might be interested in for plush pillows! 👀
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squids-comics · 1 year
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I've been reading every Marvel comic in chronological order and keeping track of every villain that shows up! I'm currently in the comics from 1963 and I'm trying to see who the most villainous and popular villains are by counting their number of appearances. So far, the winner is random communists. I also have graphs for each individual hero if anyone would be interested in seeing those.
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onlylonelylatino · 4 months
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The Defenders and the Grandmaster versus the Collectorand the Offenders by Ed McGuinness
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merrymarvelite · 1 year
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Cover of the Day: Invaders #7 (July, 1976) Art by Jack Kirby, Frank Giacoia, and Gaspar Saladino
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notrandtumblin · 6 months
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This is part 6 of a poll endeavor to discover who is considered to be the best Marvel casting choice.
I will do this until I’ve done the entire MCU before moving on to the Fox and Sony universes.
Please stick around and help me in this effort as the larger the sample size the more accurate the results will be.
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So... I had assumed this lady was actually some golden age or Invaders character that I just didn't know, but nope... she is just a weird one and done... but also... god damn is that fish terrifying looking...
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wwdits-kink-meme · 2 months
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baron afanas x nandor
Nandor is feeling low and self-destructive and wants to be taken advantage of by someone powerful and uncaring
dubcon/fucked up power dynamics, preferably cunty post-wish baron but precanon european nightmare baron would be fun too
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marvelousmrm · 1 year
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Fantastic Four Annual #11 (Thomas/Buscema, June 1976). The Watcher ominously leers at the fam as they realize some of Reed’s vibranium has been snatched through time by WW2 Nazis. Time for a team-up with the Invaders! It’s cute and Roy’s clearly committed to making the continuity fit, but ultimately I feel like it raises more questions than it answers.
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shouta-edits · 8 months
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"Hello!!!! Could I get a selfship board of a teenage boy s/i familiar x Baron Afanas from What We Do in the Shadows? With themes of consensual power imbalance, dom/sub, vampire x human, blood?" -anon requested
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lorna-d-m · 2 years
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for the innuendo prompts i would absolutely love to see what x marks the spot could be in reference to 👀👀 -rachreads :)
(also the Bloody Baron was great! literally dropped everything once i got the notif for chapter 11 <3)
X Marks the Spot
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Word Count: 1,165
Rating: Explicit
Warning: marking, oral sex (m receiving)
Author's Note: Aww thank you so much babe! 💖 I thought it would be fun to see a more submissive side of Zemo. He's usually the more dominant figure in their relationship, but sometimes the tides need to turn ;) There are still available prompts to request! (link here)
Helmut called Mary his little star, but she thought he was the one more deserving of the nickname. The freckles, moles, and scars dotting his skin were like stars, and they made constellations. Mary trailed her fingers along them in the flickering candlelight. Helmut’s skin twitched, responsive to her touch, and relaxed as she continued. As her touch wandered to his side, tracing the prominent scar there, Helmut rolled onto his back.
His dark eyes watched her face as she ran her fingers over him. Mary smiled with a determined look in her eye that excited him. Any time she took the initiative in touching or admiring him, Helmut indulged her. Slowly and mischievously, her hands moved down his torso. Her fingertips were soft over his marks and scars, respecting the pain behind each one, but she tugged on his scruffy patches of hair.
As Helmut parted his lips to tease her, Mary pressed her lips to his neck. She hooked her leg over his side and settled herself on top of him without ceasing her kiss. Mary stuck to him like a barnacle to the side of the ship. Helmut squeezed her waist and pulled her impossibly closer. He ground against her, and she reciprocated in kind. 
“There,” Mary gently brushed the back of her fingers over her handiwork. Already, his skin was mottled. “A good beginning.” 
“Beginning?” Helmut adoringly ran his hands up and down her back. He loved to feel every inch of his wife. “What are you planning, Sternchen?”
Mary smirked, “Wait and see. You must trust me.” She brushed an errant curl of his aside, only for it to fall across his forehead again. Mary loved that curl.
“I trust you. That’s the problem.” Helmut chuckled and rested his hands on her hips.
Mary moved back and resettled herself over him. She kissed down his chest and stomach, nipping every so often to surprise him. Helmut showed his appreciation and amusement in hums and grunts. Mary felt his enthusiasm over his loose linen sleep pants, and Helmut writhed under her touch. He willed her to do more. She pulled on the laces and the waistline, so he raised his hips to help her. 
“Eager, aren’t you?” Three little words Helmut frequently said to her, and Mary relished turning the tide on him. She enjoyed how readily Helmut surrendered to her. He trusted her completely as she trusted him.
“For you, my little star? Always.” Helmut propped himself up on his elbows to kiss her. She shocked him by biting his lip as she pulled away, drawing Helmut ever closer.
Mary knew her experience was limited by her upbringing, so she mimicked Helmut when she took the helm. Light, trailing touches, and teasing kisses. She brushed her fingers past his twitching cock and pressed her lips to the strong muscle of his thigh. His leg flexed and relaxed as Mary wrapped her fingers around his leg. Helmut wriggled and whimpered, and Mary had yet to touch his leaking cock. He thought he might die when she finally did.
“Better.” Helmut noticed how red and plumped her lips were when she spoke. He wanted to kiss her and feel them against his own. “I do believe the color suits you well.”
He gazed at her through fluttered eyelashes. Mary kept her hand on his thigh, tantalizingly close to his cock. “Is that your intention then? To leave your mark on me?” 
“Would you mind terribly?” She arched an eyebrow. “Are you afraid the one on your neck will expose you to your crew?”
“No.” Helmut confidently let the sound roll off his tongue. “I am not ashamed for them to see that I am yours, and you are mine.” Helmut was proud to have Mary at his side, and he wanted her to know. Too many people in her life did not value her as they should have, and Helmut was not one of them. 
Mary blushed and took him in her hand. He unabashedly groaned when Mary touched him, and he resisted the urge to throw his head back against the pillow. Helmut wanted to watch her as she licked a stripe on the underside of his cock, and he shivered when she twisted her tongue over his slit. Mary spat in hand, and she spread her saliva and his slick pre-come along his shaft. Helmut bucked to follow the movement of her hand.
“Aren’t you sweet, my seductive little siren?” He gasped when she cupped his balls. “You always know how to surprise me.” 
Mary’s cheeks flushed a deeper crimson at his praise. Emboldened, she took him into her mouth. Still a novice, Mary did not try to fit all of Helmut. He never pressured her to do so, knowing it was an acquired skill, and he encouraged her to take her time. Mary wrapped her hand around what she couldn’t fit.  
Helmut twisted her hair around his fingers, and he gently guided her with his hand. In Mary’s new position, Helmut could move, thrusting into her mouth and hand. He muttered quick and passionate pleas in English and his native tongue, too spellbound by Mary’s tongue to think straight. 
Mary felt him twitch hard in her mouth. Tears pricked at her eyes, and saliva dribbled down her chin, but she persisted. Helmut’s fingers tightened in her hair, a warning before he found his words, and Mary noised her consent. He chanted Mary’s name like a sinner praying for repentance as he came, hitching himself further in her mouth. 
Helmut’s warm, dark eyes glazed over in reverence when he watched her swallow. Mary smiled with pride, and some of Helmut’s spend dripped from her lips. She licked it away with her little pink tongue like a cat that got the cream. Helmut pulled her in for another kiss, and he tasted himself on her lips. 
He pressed his forehead to hers as his breathing settled. Helmut’s heart beat rapidly in his chest, and Mary rested her hand over it. “You’ve certainly left your mark on me,” he quipped as he fixed his pants. 
“That was my plan all along.” Mary lay down beside him, but she kept her hand over his heart. Feeling the steady, familiar beat calmed her more than a lullaby. 
Helmut pressed another kiss to her temple and brushed aside her hair. “I suppose I ought to wear a low-collared shirt so everyone can see your mark.” He knew it would be a dark purple by morning, his favorite color. 
“Of course,” Mary giggled, “so long as the other stays hidden.” She entwined her leg with his, her usual sleeping position. 
“They don’t need to see all of me to know I belong utterly to you.” Helmut grew comfortable alongside her. He would reciprocate in the morning, waking her with ardent kisses and caresses. Perhaps he would leave an identical mark on her neck.  
“No,” she agreed, “they only need to know that x marks the spot.” 
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squids-comics · 1 year
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Since one person asked, here's all the other pie charts! I'll be doing something similar once I get to the superhero teams like the Avengers and the X-Men, keeping track of every heroes appearances to see whos the most heroic hero!
I've also read a few comics since then so here's an updated total chart too:
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peterlorrefanpage · 1 year
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Peter Lorre as Foto Johnny in F.P.1 Antwortet Nicht. Screencaps found here.
OMG the cuteness. I need to watch this movie already. If he's really calling Johnny "Little one," it's killing me slowly but surely. So poignant. The look in his eyes - !
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evilhorse · 1 year
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The Invaders #7
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