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I see this and raise you a 20 hour and 5 minute long playlist that my favorite roleplay partner and I are still adding songs to…

You ever find a roleplay that you instantly click with and you just make a 2 hour playlist? No? Just me?

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Just two bros beggin’ for Buddie. 🫴🏽🫱🏼‍🫲🏽

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The money I would pay for a Brimsley x Reynolds roleplay…I’m weak, your majesty…

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I need some fellow tumblr witches to bounce ideas off of for this new book I’m working on.

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SOMEBODY HOLD ME I’M NOT STRONG ENOUGH

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Gratification

Pairing: Nick Fowler x Female Reader Summary: A ring on your finger isn’t enough to satisfy Nick Fowler. Word Count: Over 1.7k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, possessive behavior, breeding kink, slight D/S behavior, brief porn with some feels (it’s me), Nick Fowler (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Again, you all know this man owns me now. Partially inspired by my 😎 anon and beta read by the beautiful @sweeterthanthis (thank you, lovely) but any and all mistakes are my own. Also thank you to @sgt-seabass​ for providing one of my favorite lines in this fic! Banners by @its-just-may. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment if you feel inclined!

Nick was in one of his moods. Your fiancé wasn’t the easiest man to read, but you sensed it when he wordlessly shut the door and didn’t greet you with his signature smile or smirk. He removed his jacket, a slight tick in his jaw as he unbuttoned the sleeves of his button down shirt. When he finally swung his head to look at you, you found a pair of predatory eyes staring you down.

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THE 355 (2022) dir. Simon Kinberg ↳ Sebastian Stan as Nick Fowler

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Just imagine Nick with his girl in a chill day. Like, just in the bed, naked and eating ( anything that you think 😏).

Maybe a little bit of eating, nonnie. 😏

Wake Up Call

Pairing: Nick Fowler x Female Reader Summary: Just a morning in bed with NIck. Word Count: Over 900 Warnings: Explicit sexual content, possessive behavior, brief oral sex (f. receiving), brief unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), married life, Nick Fowler (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: You all know me by now. Not beta read and written on my phone, any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment if you feel inclined!

Keeping you in bed is one of Nick's favorite things. He should have felt guilty since he was going to wake you up early, knowing he wore you out the night before. But you're the one who made him so insatiable and he wouldn't be denied. Pulling the sheet away, his gaze roamed your body possessively. Your eyes opened briefly in protest as you curled up for warmth.

Nick was always enthralled when he saw the love for him in your eyes. His own reflected the same, but with an intensity that would make most go still. And that was the difference between the two of you. While you were soft, warm and inviting, he was the rough edges that left invisible marks along you, claiming you as his.

Like your wedding ring.

He took your hand in his, admiring the band circling your finger as he brought it closer to his face. He had it made just for you because you were one of a kind. Smiling to himself, he pressed his lips against it. Part of him wondered if you ever compared the ring to a shackle, keeping you chained to him for all time.

He would never let you go.

You made a small sound in the back of your throat as his lips moved to your wrist. He smirked as he tongue stroked along your racing pulse, the way it would move against your sweet pussy. "Go back to sleep if you want, sweetheart," he mumbled against your skin, even as he shifted to lay you on your back.

"Can't. I'm cold," you mumbled back, but your legs fell open, beckoning and begging for him to take you.

What kind of husband would he be if he didn't oblige?

"Are you?" he asked, his fingertips ghosting along your cheek before he bent his head to take possession of your mouth. Just as your legs opened for him, so did your lips. So soft and pliant, urging him to take you over completely. He'd make sure the heat of his body would warm you as he split you open. "Mmm. You can still sleep with my cock inside you. Keep you nice and full."

You moved restlessly underneath him before he settled between your legs, spreading them more with his hands. The mewl you let out when his teeth nipped and scraped over your inner thigh made his need rise to the surface. "Please, don't tease me."

"You're the fucking tease," he groaned, his tongue easing some your undoubted ache as he licked a stripe along your slit. Oh, you'll ache when I'm done with you. "Going to bed naked and ready for me."

As if he'd let you sleep any other way. Lingerie was always discarded or ruined before the night was over. He swore you bought some of it to test his patience. Whether he ripped it to shreds or slowly undressed you, he always had you squeezing around his cock by the time he was done with you. The way it would always be.

"Who said I was ready for you?"

The hunger in his eyes shifted to determination as he smirked up at you. Oh, you're in one of those moods. "You're not?" he questioned, gently spreading your lips with his fingers as if to inspect you. "You feel wet," he murmured before he licked you again. "Mmm. And you taste ready for me," he added, using his tongue to fully explore your walls. He wanted to bury his cock in the warm haven of your body, but not until you begged.

"Nick," you whined when you pushed your hips against his face, his hand firmly holding you down.

"Said you were cold. That you wanted to sleep," he taunted, flicking your clit. He loved watching your body jerk when he was still in control. "I said you can still sleep with me inside you. So close your eyes. Dream of my mouth on your sweet pussy before I stretch you with my cock."

"Fuck, please!" you cried as your hand flew to his hair.

"Please, what?" he asked, wrapping his lips around your bundle of nerves and humming. He knew your body, knew what buttons to push. He could bring you to the edge and pull you back before you could fall. And he could do it long enough that you drenched him by the time he made you come. "Tell your husband what you want and maybe I'll give it to you."

He lifted his head again to watch your breasts rise and fall, tempting him to grab the nipple clamps. Later. "Please, let me have your cock," you begged, smiling down at him. "Ruin me. Show me why I'm yours."

Just like he knew what buttons to push, you knew how to push his as well. You fed his possessive nature well. You were perfect for him. And his cock had been hard with need the moment he pulled the sheet from your body. "Say it again," he demanded as he stroked himself.

"Ruin me, Nick. Don't you want to take care of your wife?"

Fucking minx, sweetheart. You drive me crazy. He wrenched a cry from your throat as he sheathed you, grabbing your chin as he stretched over you. "You know… I said you could close your eyes, but I changed my mind. Watch me ruin you before I fuck you to sleep."

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Hope you enjoyed. Love and thanks! 💙

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Not my ass reading this at work….

Rise and Shine, Princess

Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky x 18+F!Reader

Summary: Daddy knows the best way to wake you up on a Sunday morning. 

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, infidelity, stepdad trope, heavy daddy kink, somnophilia, dubcon (because somno), pussy eating, praise, biting, use of pet names (princess, baby), finger sucking. 18+.

Word Count:  478

A/N: Stepdad!Bucky owns my ass today, and I was feeling inspired so have a cutscene. I also don’t know who sent this request so whoever you are, I love you! 💕

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It wasn’t uncommon for you to dream about him. Many nights you’d spent subconsciously writhing in your sheets, glistening slick coating your thighs as the fantasies played out all by themselves in your head. The weeknights at college always ended with your hand slipping between your thighs, seeking out a pleasure so dull compared to anything he can give you. 

That’s why you loved Sunday mornings. 

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{ by magicalrecipesonline }

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Now u gotta give us maybe the baby making? Lots of love and softness and breeding link

But ofc it’s up to uuu! Thank u, either way!

Summary// baby making with Bucky

Warnings// smut, unprotected sex, light breeding kink, soft bucky, fluff, domestic Bucky being domestic

AU// Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Note// this has been in my drafts too long, along with other things I’m slowing finishing

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI

"Today is the day!" Bucky sang through the hallway. "Everyday is the day with you, Buck." You laughed as he wrapped his arm around your waist. Planting a kiss to your cheek as you finished cooking breakfast. "Well, today is the higher chance that it's the day." He smiled, cold and warm hands slipping under your shirt to rest on your lower belly.

Bucky had been doing research and keeping track of your cycle for the past month. Waiting for the 'ovulation' point that seemed to be taking forever to finally come.

It was hard for him to keep quiet that the two of you would be trying to have a baby- it was something he knew he'd want back in the 40's but never imagined just how much he would want to start a family with you.

But, he knew keeping it to himself for the time being was the best thing. Even if Sam realized something was different about him just from the way he carried himself. A happier look staining his usually grumpy features.

"Can't wait 'till you're all pretty and round. Though I'm not sure you can get anymore gorgeous." He sighed happily, resting his chin on your shoulder.

Picking up the two plates, you turned to press a kiss to his lips as his arms went back to his sides. "Flattery gets you everywhere, Bucky Barnes." You teased, moving to the small kitchen table to sit the plates down.

Bucky furrowed his eyebrows as he sat across from you. "What's wrong, baby?" You asked softly, noticing how he was thinking over something. "We're gonna need a bigger table. Maybe we'll finally get one for the dining room."

"There's still plenty of time to get a new table, Buck."

Bucky took a step back to look you over as you let your body finally relax against the plush mattress, cock twitching freely in the air as he hummed in approval.

Ever since the words had fell from your lips, just the thought of filling you with his seed until you were swollen and round would have him dropping to his knees ready for another round.

Though his ache could wait- The research he had done said orgasms gave a higher chance, so he made sure to pull as many from you as he seemed fit.

First with his fingers, then his mouth, and once more with a combination- just to be safe.

Wedging a pillow under your hips, Bucky leaned down to pepper kisses to your jaw. "You alright, darlin'? Do we need to take a break?"

His husky voice sent a shiver down your spine as you shook your head, feeling his thick head prodding your entrance as you lifted your legs to go around his waist.

The feel of him was something you were sure you’d never get use to. So gentle yet rough, an almost impossible combination that only Bucky could seem to pull off.

Lips leaving featherlight kisses and teeth dragging along your skin as your hands clung to him. Filthy words being spilled into your ear as his slowly pulled you apart again. Making sure all you could feel was him.

The way his thick cock dragged against your walls, stretching them to their limit and sending shocks of pleasure through every nerve each time he’d ease back in. His hot, sweat slicked skin against yours as your face buried in his shoulder, every sweet, filthy sounds being rewarded directly into his ear.

“Doin’ s’good, darlin’. Gonna have you so full, you’ll be dripping-” he grunted, rutting his hips into yours. The angle the pillow under you allowing his swollen tip to fuck directly into the furthest sweet spot until you saw stars. “Gonna be such’a pretty mama.”

All you could do was hold onto him and keen, metal and flesh hands gripping the sheet under you as he chased his high. One last surge of bliss coursing your veins as your nails raked down his back, ears ringing and stars littering your vision as you cried out his name. Eliciting a deep moan from him as he pushed deeper, thick ropes of release coating your walls. Riding through both of your highs with gentle grinds.

Bucky’s hands held the sides of your head, featherlight kisses being placed on your lips, chin and cheeks as you collected yourself. Met with those steel blue eyes that held so much love and adoration it made your heart swell.

“You’d make a perfect dad, Buck.”

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I would literally kill someone for an ACOTAR verse roleplay right now. Like I’ve never had to search this hard for active roleplayers before.

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Hey, I’m not sure if you’re still looking or not but same! I tried adding you on discord and your tag didn't work.

i would literally pay people to rp in the acotar fandom 

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Mob! Bucky x Virgin! Best friend Reader?

Ooh this is new

Okay but imagine having Bucky as your best friend since childhood; your families were close and hence you two as well

And when his father passes, the title gets passed down to him. And he's not just your best friend anymore, he's Bucky Barnes the mob boss.

Of course, that never affected your friendship and you two remain close friends

And you tell each other everything.

Literally everything.

Which is the reason why you found yourself in this situation today; where you and Bucky were having a movie night

Sat on your couch in your pjs, just like when you were kids. And since the movie was boring, halfway through it, you decided to bring up something you've been wanting to do for a while now.

You were in your early 20s and still a virgin, not that there was anything wrong with it, but you simply wanted to change that.

But instead of just doing that with someone you don't know well, you decided to turn to the only man you could trust - Bucky.

And he was surprised. "You want me to what?"

You sigh and hit him with a nearby pillow. "Literally all I'm asking is for you to fuck me, is that too hard?"

"No it's not. I didn't even know that you were a v-" he stopped and took a deep breath. "Look, there's nothing wrong with that. You can wait for when you find someone you truly trust and-"

You cut him.

"That's why I'm asking you, Buck. I don't wanna do it with a stranger. I trust you." you tell him and for some reasons, the very thought of some other man touching you made him uncomfortable and almost angry.

"Are you sure?" he asks you again.

And you nod immediately. "A hundred percent."

He looks at you for a few seconds, then stares at your lips before he leans in and presses his lips to yours and pulls you onto his lap.

Okay but can you imagine? The big, bad mob boss being all gentle and careful with you?

Because he's had feelings for you this whole time but he was always scared of losing your friendship

So now that he finally gets to show you, he wants to make sure you're completely fine with it.

Imagine him asking you if you're okay at all times?

"Can I touch you?"

"Tell me if you want me to stop?"

"Are you okay with this?"

"Can I get rid of your shirt?"

"Can I touch you here?"

"Tell me if you're not comfortable, okay?"

To a point where you'd have to shut him up with a kiss each time he'd open his mouth to ask a question

Okay but imagine him taking it slow, being all gentle when he goes down on you;

Holding you like you were made of delicate glass

Kissing every inch of your body as he makes his way in between your hips

Being the first one to touch you like this gave him quite the rush, and he wanted to be the best you ever have

And when his mouth latches onto your sensitive clit, you can't help but moan at the pleasurable yet foreign feeling

I bet mob!bucky would want to make you cum as many times as he possibly can;

On his tongue

All over his fingers

Maybe on his tongue one more time before he asks you if you are okay again

And when you say you are, he pushes his erected cock in you

He's slow and gentle again; watching your face intently, looking for any signs of discomfort or pain

But you assure him you're okay and you want this.

Bucky cups your face in his large hands once he's entirely buried in you, and you ask him to give you a moment

He cups your face and kisses you deeply; and something in him flips like switch.

He doesn't want anyone else touching you like this ever again

"You're mine." he mumbled against your lips as he slowly moves against you; his cock slipping in and out of you

You whine and whimpered at the unfamiliar feeling; it's just a little painful given he was big but his gentle touch made up for it

He held you lovingly as he stared into your eyes while he fucked you slowly.

"Are you okay?" he asked again, panting as he had to hold back his need and desire to just fuck you like an animal

You nodded and slid your hands into his hair while he sped up just a little; moaning at how tight and warm you felt

He picks up his pace slowly, speeding into you only after he's certain that you're okay with it

Maybe he leans down to kiss you while he pounds into you

You tug on his hair and he moans through the kiss

You soon feel an unfamiliar feeling wash over you, a pressure in between your hips; sweet, agonizing and overwhelming

You moaned out loud and held on to his shoulders for dear life as he makes you cum

Your walls clench around him, and you throw your head back and cry out as you cum around him; your walls milking him until he came as well, right after you

He kisses your forehead as you come down from your high

You're both panting after you're done and Bucky simply just lays there, partially on top of you

And he gently caresses your face, affectionately

And you feel it too, the peace and comfort by being with him; but you're scared of losing him as a friend

"Are you okay?" he asks again, breaking the silence

You nod and tell him you're okay. You're more than okay actually.

"Would now be a good time to tell you that I've had feelings for you since forever?" he sounds so vulnerable

You smile and lean in closer to him, tucking your head under his chin, kissing his skin gently.

"Yup. Because then I'd tell you that I've had feelings for you for the longest time ever as well." you finally confess and he chuckles and pulls you into his arms

"You're mine." he whispers again and kisses the top of your head.

And you're fine with that; being his.

a/n: i want

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I hotel enjoyed this far more than I should have. Highly recommend.

Ugh I just read Bucky and his girl and now all I can think of is biker Bucky edging me til I’m a begging mess 😅anyway, I love your writing

Summary: Bucky shows you what happens when you break one of the unspoken rules of the biker world

Pairing: Biker Bucky x Reader

Word Count: Drabble?

Warnings: semi public sex, fingering, edging, smut, 18+

A/N: half asleep when I wrote this so…

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𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

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Bucky wouldn’t edge you without a good reason. He’s too far gone to deny you anything, especially if it involves making you scream his name so loud the neighbors call the cops. Nothing like him answering the door completely naked, ignoring you begging him to please put on his boxers. 

“Nah, darling,” he tosses back without a care in the world, glancing at you with amusement ad you cower on the couch, pulling his oversized t-shirt over your knees, the flashing red and blue lights shining through the curtains,” I’m good right officers?,” he says opening the door.

When they realize that this is Bucky Barnes, that they’re at the infamous Barnes house situated not 15 minutes from his clubhouse, well, they leave without so much as a keep it down.

You push the curtain to the side and move to your knees, watching through the open front window as one officer goes to the neighbors’ house. 

Bucky closes the door, strolling behind you, his large hand crawling up your belly, he drops his head on your shoulder, his beard scratching your neck, “watch this Darlin” he smiles. 

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How was my day today?

Well, I screamed to myself so much that my voice is hoarse and my throat is killing me, if that gives you any indication.