#IM LOSING IT THIS IS SO PRECIOUS AAAAAAAAAAAA

[lannisterdaddyissues]

[brandycranby]

deeeeee I finally got to read this final part and sonny, oh oh oh, I’m so emotional. i can’t believe waw is finally complete. you’ve taken us on such a big journey and i’m proud and sad to see it end (though not really) this part really shows the complexity of tarzan!steve and it just 😩💕💕💕

The brunet winces as a young beautiful woman lays a hand on Steve’s arm, caressing his bulging bicep under his suit.

HISSSSSSTH NO Nonononononono the doc has to stake her claim!! i mean, i know Steve’s already stupid for her but mark your territory girl!!

clothes are just, ugh.

baby omg, yes, steve’s completely right. pants are overrated 😤

As the young reporter from earlier stalks closer, bright eyes locked on him, Steve feels your grip tighten on his arm. You lightly pull him to your level before pressing a lipgloss kiss to his bearded cheek.

YES DOC YES show her who’s boss. meeting Steve really has brought out a little bit of the feral in her, hasn’t it? and i love that for her

He breathes heavily, mind flashing with that little glint in your eyes when you kissed him, claiming him before that woman.

You claimed him, you thought he was yours just as much as he thought you were his. Excitement bubbles in his chest, and also his lower region.

big beefy men: 😌👌🏼💕💕💕

big beefy men who have their love reciprocated: 💕💖💞😫💕💗💞😍

Manhandling you higher on the wall with both his arms, closing his eyes in bliss as he suckles your nipple. “So soft–” He switches to the other, and one moment later, you’re flat on the bed.

miss ma’am, every time you hint at his lactation kink, I lose five years off my life omg. (but keep doing it please 👀 i love a good boob man)

His motions become rougher, your garbled moans more consistent. “Do like it, so much–touching yourself. Wish I was touching you instead.”

Steve, you’re gonna have to ask Doc about 69ing, best of both worlds there

“Got perfect on physics test… and English paper–you helped me write…” He taps on the door, sitting before it like a child. He glances at the doorknob, trying it once again but deflating when it wouldn’t open. “Am sorry, sunshine. Didn’t know–just wanted to do kind thing for you… always work so hard, always so kind. Missed you so much today too–” He presses his forehead on the wood, closing his eyes, “–never meant to hurt, hate when you get hurt or upset.”

aa aargh sfjfkljaklsdjf’jfklasdjggfkld

HE WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP THAT’S HIS LOVE LANGUAGE OH MY GODDDDDDDD I’M GOING TO SCREM-

Sometimes he’d join, other times he’d just sit outside the tub, holding your hand and listening to you talk about your day.

I’m just, you don’t understand!!! their relationship is so physical and so based on arousal, at least at first, but all these vignettes, knowing that Steve wants to care for her beyond sex and that he loves her and tries to understand her troubles im just 😭😭

“No! Never!” Steve exclaims, desperately shaking his head, “These for you–would never, ever be with other person.” He blinks profusely before gesturing to the couch. “Can—May we talk?”

babe, baby, babieeeeee 🥺 he’s such a precious Bean, my god

“Colourful birds in jungle—macaws…like little rainbows with feathers and can fly. They have one love for entire life,” Steve’s cheeks are cherry red, his blue eyes so clear, you can almost see his spirit, “And want… I want that with you.”

I am not okay, I am one hundred percent not okay with this oh my god. SONNY HOW DARE, I’m squeaking and weeping and aaaaaaaaaaaa 😭💕💕 this is the purest, most lovely confession I’ve ever read. like the macaws 🥺🥺

and oh my god, I never realized before, they’ve never had sex before. I keep forgetting the blurbs aren’t exactly waw canon canon and I- SHE’S MAKING SURE HE WANTS HER TO BE HIS FIRST AND I’M

“Can help, boy?” The blond hisses, leaning towards you protectively.

i just, i can’t, oh my god, he’s like the most territorial crytid to ever exist

doc: He do bite!!

‘We never want you to think that we don’t love you’ they say multiple times in the letters, they call him their angel, sweet boy, their baby. You watch Steve tear up as faded memories rush back, consisting of faces he couldn’t remember.

oh god OH GOD noooooooooooo the whiplash, oh no

why must you play my feelings like the violin? dribble my amygdala like a basketball? ಥ_ಥ

I’m just not okay rn, the happiness you’ve given us through their love, i’m so grateful to have been able to read this babe 😖💕💕

༻ 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 (𝟑/𝟑)

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Tarzan!Steve Rogers x doctor!reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | 6’6” Steve, feral behaviour/feral!steve, nomad!steve, fluff, angst, size difference, manhandling, possessive!/protective!steve, gentle giant!Steve, SMUT - minors DNI, size kink, manhandling, oral (m&f), dirty talk, spitting, grinding, lots of cum, unprotected sex.

𝗪/𝗖 | 11K

𝗔/𝗡 | Let's all pretend this was posted on time. Firstly, thank you everyone for coming on this journey with me on my first big AU, I'm sad to see it end, but I'll always be open for blurbs and drabbles for this series. (little past mentioned) James Conrad x doctor!reader. Also, this is not PWP, so it’s much more plot in this chapter than smut !

All mistakes are my own, I'll be revisiting this chapter tomorrow and over the weekend to edit it and add parts, so it'll probably change soon ! Check out the role reversal of this story: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐄𝐲𝐞

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ˗ ⋰˚ 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“Well, I didn’t know jealousy was in attendance tonight–oh wait, it’s just you under all that green envy, Doc–how’s the gala treating you?”

You inhale deeply, avoiding the smug smirk playing on Tony’s lips. You turn to face him, leaning an elbow on the bar as the wine swooshes in the glass. “Did Pepper finally ditch you for the head security guard of the tower?”

Tony laughs loudly, slapping a hand over his chest. “Oh my, it seems I’ve struck a nerve.” He glances over his shoulder, eyes once again landing on the tall, burly blond across the room by the piano. His carefully gelled hair is visible above everyone’s heads, as a sea of reporters and other socialites surround him, hanging off every word he says. From here, you can practically see them swoon and fall for his magnetic charm.

“This is good for him.” You say, trying to convince yourself. “He’s been practicing speaking for weeks–he wants to make a good impression.”

“He has confidence and potential, I’ll give him that.” Tony signals for a refill of his glass, the bartender filling it immediately. He sips slowly, eyes flickering between you and Steve. “You know, we could have just put out a statement. It would have been far less stressful and you wouldn’t have to watch that.” The brunet winces as a young beautiful woman lays a hand on Steve’s arm, caressing his bulging bicep under his suit.

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