#Jake Jensen x Pregnant! Reader

[jesevans]

“What now?” It seems very unlike Lloyd to do something like this so spur of the moment. He has a lot to figure out about how he’s going to get everything that Shortcake will need. Thankfully he has deep pockets and plenty of resources to get it all quickly.

How long will it take for Jake to figure out she hasn’t come home yet?

Stolen Goods 3

Warnings: noncon and other dark elements. As usual, be mindful of your content consumption.

Ft. Lloyd Hansen, petite!pregnant reader

I also beg of you to leave me some tuppence in the form of a comment and/or reblog. You are cherished!

Enjoy, my loverlies.

You hit the back of the trunk with your fist, the tires put to the limit as the man drives without caution. He's honked several times and screeched to many jarring halts. You're trapped in more than just that compartment, bouncing around with the groceries, you're enshrined in a fervour of fear and despair. 

Why is this happening to you? Who is this man? What is he going to do to you? 

Well, what has he already done? 

“Please, sir, I won't tell anyone,” you beg through the back seat, "please. Just take me back--" 

"Do you like classic rock? Jazz?" He asks as the car swerves and he switches lanes. Holy shoot, is he on the highway?  

"What? Please, I promise--" 

"You're distracting me, sweet stuff, you're gonna get us both pancaked by a sixteen-wheeler," he clucks, "just calm down and enjoy the music." 

He flips on the stereo and the local pop station plays. He hums along for a moment, "Ariana, nice." He turns up the familiar top ten and you whimper. 

This is surreal. You really can't believe it. It all happened so quickly. The way he touched you, the way you just stood there and let it happen, then how he just locked you in here! Who does that? Who lets someone do that? Who doesn't raise her voice and tell him to stop? Or ignore him and get in the car and drive away? 

You. You're stupid. You should have been patient and waited for Jake. You should have done so much differently.  

Your tears spring as easily as ever. Your hormones have you always ready to overflow and now seems as suiting as that cat food commercial. You crumble completely, giving up on begging, and bawl. You're going to die, your baby too. 

Maybe that's your fault too. You were so scared when you saw the positive. When you realised the condom broke. There was that split second you wished it wasn't true. When you hoped that it might undo itself. Then you wanted it. You still do. Your baby. Things aren't perfect but you can make them better. 

You jostle with the paper bags, wallowing in your resignation and dread. Time throttles you until it feels like the whole world is on your chest. You hug your belly and apologise to your child. You're supposed to take care of them. 

When the car stops, the sudden dearth of sound slaps you in the face. You sniffle and listen with breath bated. The driver's side opens and dips. He stands and his footfalls stride undaunted towards the trunk. 

You brace yourself. You can't give up yet. The lock clicks and the lid lifts. You push it up before he can open it all the way but he has his hand on your neck before you can leap out. 

"Oh, baby cakes," he squeezes and you cough, "you don't think I'm that stupid, do you?" 

The dimming sky shrouds his figure and he puts cold metal to your cheek, "you don't wanna get yourself hurt. Or the kid, huh?" He presses the metal barrel firmly to your temple, "I don't wanna hurt you either but you gotta give a little." 

"S-sorry," you choke out and latch onto his thick wrist, teetering on your knees as the rest against the edge of the trunk, "I---I--" 

"I know, baby. You're scared. Change is terrifying but I heard you talking to the deadbeat," he pulls the gun away and holsters it. He eases you forward and helps you put your feet to the ground. He keeps a strong hold on you, "you can do better." He smirks, "hi, I'm better, but you can call me Lloyd." 

You gape at him. Is that a joke? 

“And you are...” he enunciates your name. “Sorry about your purse, I tossed it some ditch, but I got the important shit out of it.” 

“Huh?” You blink at him dumbly. 

“Phone’s wiped too. So, I’ll probably just break that down for parts--” 

“Wait, what? Why—please, why are you doing this?” 

“I’m not too sure myself, shortcake, but we’ll figure it out.”  

He slips his hand down to your wrist and pulls you away from the car. He shuts the trunk and the noise echoes off the high ceiling. You look up at the interior of the garage. Several cars are parked in the space. What kind of place is this? 

“Come on, you don’t wanna hang out in here,” he snorts and tugs you to follow him. 

All you can do is let him guide you. You keep your free hand on your stomach as your eyes burn. You can’t give up. You have to keep going for your baby. 

He takes you up a short set of steps and into a house just as colossal as the garage. He looks down at your feet as you stand on the mat. He tuts. Your slides were lost somewhere in your struggle. Your feet are cold and dirty. 

“Hm, well... what now?” He asks. 

“What now?” You squeak. “What do you--” 

“Look, honey buns, I’m not asking you,” he turns and keeps his hand around your wrist, walking you forward as if you’re on a leash. 

You’re confused. What does he mean? He doesn’t even know what he’s doing. What kind of man just does this spontaneously? 

“Erm, Lloyd,” you say softly, “it’s... not too late to take me back.” 

“Ah, but you’re wrong, sweet stuff. It’s way too late,” he snickers. “I scrubbed the traffic cams and the surveillance at the grocery store. It’s all gone. You’re gone.” He stops you in a bright foyer and faces you, “I don’t give my toys back.” 

[holylulusworld]

Traders of love (lust) masterlist

Summary: Our dear readers are in trouble. They sell the only thing they have left. Their body and dignity.

Pairing: Different (multi-fandom) characters x fem!Reader (different reader in every story)

Warnings: angst, kinda prostitution in some chapters, dub-con, extortion, voyeurism, roleplay, smut, virginity kink, pregnancy kink, daddy kink, sir kink, size kink, all the kinks, a/b/o kink, roleplay, loss of virginity, sex for money, blindfolding, a lil bit of feelings, pregnant reader, single mom reader, age gap, DBF trope

A/N: This is not a regularly updated series. It’s a collection of smutty one-shots, with a different character and a different reader in every story.

You can read only single chapters (except for the sequels) they are all connected/in the same universe but can be read as a standalone story. Some (side-)characters will reappear in different chapters.

A/N2: Please head the warnings for all chapters. Some kinks are not for everyone.

A/N3: We will see Lloyd and his reader throughout the whole series. They are the center of the story.

I’m your daddy now (1) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (2) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (3) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Swaying (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Two for one (August Walker x Pregnant!Reader)

Swaying (2) (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Like a virgin (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

Like a virgin (2) (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (4) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Chocolate and roses (Mobster!Sam Wilson x Chocolatier!Reader)

Lawbreaker (Lee Bodecker x Sassy!Reader)

French Kiss (CEO!Nick Fowler x Interpreter!Reader)

Best trade ever (Boss!Steve Rogers x Assistant!Reader)

Wallflower (Rich(Mean)!Loki Laufeyson x Florist!Reader)

Lightning and Thunder (Rich!Thor Odinson x Librarian!Reader)

Every move you make (Jake Jensen x WebCamGirl!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (5) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Damage done (Mobster!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader)

Follow the law (Andy Barber x Criminal!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (6) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Under protection (Reacher x Witness!Reader)

Instinct (Walter Marshall x Prostitute!Reader)

Skyscraper (Sam Winchester x fem!Reader)

Make you sweat (Lance Tucker x Gymnast!Reader)

Undecided addition

Untitled so far (Tony Stark x ???!Reader)

[the-queen-of-hell-666]

2024 Kinktober Masterlist

I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long year. College classes started up again this fall and I'm swamped with work. This is my list for Kinktober this year. I will do my best to keep up but anywho, I hope you enjoy!

Banners by @vase-of-lilies

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Deepthroating/Facesitting (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 2: Semi-Public Sex (Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader)🔥

Day 3: Knotting (Alpha!Jim Hopper x Assistant!Omega!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥

Day 4: Phone Sex (John Winchester x Hunter!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥

Day 5: Squirting (Obsessive!Perv!Billy Hargrove x Bimbo!Fem!Reader) 🔥

Day 6: Cuckolding (Shy!Jake Jensen x FemmeFatal!Fem!Reader x Franklin Clay) 🌙🔥

Day 7: Biting/Marking (Possessive!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 8: Morning Sex (CACW!Steve Rogers x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 9: Praise Kink (Insecure!Geralt of Rivia x Healer!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 10: Mommy Kink (Needy!Johnny Storm (CE) x Mommy!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥👿

Day 11: Caught (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🔥

Day 12: Sex Toys (Lawyer!Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 13: Virginity Kink (Professor!Logan Howlett x Virgin!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 14: Shotgunning (Needy!Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 15: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Steve Rogers x Princess!Fem!Reader) 🕸️🔥

Day 16: Spanking (Johnny Storm (CE) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 17: Breeding (Wolf-Hybrid!Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 18: Tittyfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-Sized!X-Men!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 19: Hate Sex (Erik Lehnsherr x X-Men!Fem!Reader) 👿🌙🔥

Day 20: Edging (Young!Logan Howlett (X-Men1) x Professor!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 21: Dub-con/Non-con (Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥

Day 22: Stripping (CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 23: Anal Sex (Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥

Day 24: Pegging (Brat!Wade Wilson x Mean!Dom!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 25: Lactation (Dad!Steve Rogers x Mom!Pregnant!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 26: Age Difference (Older!Daryl Dixon (Alexandria Era) x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 27: Gagging (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bimbo!Fem!Reader)

Day 28: DP in One Hole (CEO!Married!Stucky x Assistant!Fem!Reader)

Day 29: Gloryhole (Jim Hopper x Fem!Reader)

Day 30: Panty Raid/Panty Kink (Shy!Perv!Jake Jensen x Slight!Perv!Fem!Reader)

Day 31: Videoing (Camboy!Eddie Munson x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader)

[ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist]

Chris Evans Masterlist

Here you will find all of my Chris Evans works, arranged by character and type of work.

Series

Don’t Take My Sunshine Away (possibly on hiatus)

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing) - Lloyd is a minor character.

Challenges

Pretty As A Picture - Explicit - Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader - What started as a hobby day in the park turns into Lloyd Hansen showing you why taking photos of strangers is a bad idea.

Requests

Power Play: After Hours - Explicit - Lloyd Hansen x Assistant!Black!Reader - What happens when Lloyd sees you, his assistant, in something other than what you usually wear? Well, you should be worried about what he does when he sees you.

A Duke and His Duchess - Explicit - Soft!Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Chubby!Black!Fem!Reader - The night takes a dark turn when you are harassed at the club, but Lloyd comes to your rescue.

Headcanons

Family, Quirks/Hobbies, Sleep

What happens when the reader starts dressing to match Lloyd?

Interesting quirk (an ask I submitted to stargazingfangirl18)

Events

Daddy Dearest | Lloyd Hansen + Female Reader + Daddy kink + “Can you feel how much I want you?” + Darkfic (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

One-Shots

Oxytocin - Explicit - Ransom Drysdale x Older!Black!Fem!OFC - At a New Year’s Eve party, Ransom Drysdale’s life is forever changed by a chance meeting with Ivy Kensington.

One-Shots

Don’t Take Your Eyes Off It - Explicit - Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Black!Fem!Reader - It’s Valentine’s Day, and you have a surprise for Steve!

Requests

No Good Deeds - Explicit - Landlord!Ari Levinson x Reader - Moving out on your own is challenging, but your landlord, Mr. Levinson is kind and helpful. But he may want more from you than your tenancy.

Events

Do It For Daddy | Jake Jensen + Female Reader + Daddy kink + “I told you, you would eventually start begging.” + Smut (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

One-Shots

Sweet Redemption - Explicit - Dennis Baker x Female!Reader - You move into the neighborhood and meet Dennis Baker, a man in the middle of a divorce. Trying to keep yourself honest, you keep him at a distance. But you’re drawn together after a mishap online. Will it end sweetly or on a sour note?

Headcanons

“Don’t run from me” Dennis x Wifey (facesitting)

Brunch with the family (slice of life)

Late night on the beach with Wifey

Ass worship

Nicknames and height

Panty sniffing?

Running into the ex-wife in the grocery store

Dennis comforting Wifey after a long, stressful day

how Dennis finds out that Wifey is pregnant

Dennis' zodiac sign

Does Dennis' wife like to be spanked during sex?

Is Dennis a horndog?

What are Dennis and Wifey's love languages?

Do Dennis and Wifey share nudes?

Drabbles

Dennis tells you about his and his ex-wife's fight on the day you met

Dennis comforts Wifey after her day doesn't go as planned (slice of life)

Dennis being the most capable father and husband (slice of life)

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Steve Rogers (Avengers films)

Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

Nick Gant (PUSH)

Jake Jensen (The Losers)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

Dennis Baker (DENNIS)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR CHRIS

[callalillywrites]

It Was a Bad Day - Bucky

It Takes All Packs to Make It Work One-Shot

So, I wasn't fully satisfied with leaving this story off with just Jake's perspective, so I decided to expand it a little to give more insights into the other packs that were involved with this angsty piece. After Bucky here, we'll have 2 more to look forward to.

Pairings/Groupings: Bucky Barnes x Reader (POV); Jake Jensen x Steve Rogers x Reader; Bucky Barnes x Reader; Ransom Drysdale x Nick Vaughn x Reader; and Frank Adler x Reader

Other POVs to Read: Jake & Steve / Ransom & Nick / Frank

Word Count: ~2850

Summary: Bucky had never wanted to see an ER less than he did that day. With his Omega's life in the balance, he can only hope that she'll pull through.

Warnings: mentions of injuries; angst; medical setting; grief and fear abound; mentions of pregnancies; mentions of blood and bleeding; spoilers for Frank and his omega's story; lmk if I missed any

A/N: This was supposed to be rather short but grew into a relative beast. Each of the groupings/pairings will have their own perspective of the events, so be on the lookout for the others. As always, all mistakes are my own.

I also do not give permission for my work to be copied or posted on other sites or fed into an AI machine.

*****

Bucky didn’t want to be there.

Not again.

It was just a few months ago he’d been sitting in this same ER, waiting for news about Precious.

Back then, they hadn’t made him wait this long.

Then again, that’d been a mugging gone horribly wrong.

They’d learned during that visit that Precious was pregnant, one of the greatest things to come out of the whole incident.

This was something so much worse.

Now, he could be waiting to hear that Precious and/or their baby wouldn’t make it.

All because some distracted asshole had ignored the red light and punched through it. They hadn’t given two thoughts that someone could get hurt. That his Precious and the others could get hurt.

At least, he had Gracie to help ground him even as she trembled in his arms. Tears had long soaked through his shirt though she’d tried to keep herself strong for him. His brave, fierce little girl had been through so much, and he’d do anything to make it so this wasn’t yet another hard knock for her.

“It’ll be okay, sweet girl,” he whispered in Gracie’s ear.

A moment later, he glanced up to find Jake curling in on himself, the pained whine Bucky heard having come from Jake. Seeing Steve moving to comfort his alpha almost broke Bucky. He knew their love for Angel matched his for Precious. Without Angel, his friends would be lost.

While Gracie’s tears had slowed, Bucky could still make out the soft cries of Mary and Noah, friends of Gracie. He spared a glance at Frank and noted the other alpha’s tenseness, wondering again at the relationship between Frank and Firecracker.

Precious had been the one to befriend Frank first, bonding over raising their nieces by themselves. While Bucky had the excuse of not knowing his daughter’s existence, Mary’s father had known and not cared enough to step up like he should’ve. It was that man’s loss because Mary was an amazing young girl.

When Firecracker had come into the picture, Precious and Angel had wasted no time in getting to know her and her son, Noah. It was a rare occasion that Bucky would come home and not find the three of them hanging out or planning one project or another.

Firecracker also loved Mary as much as she loved Noah from what Bucky could tell, which made her a good match for Frank.

Checking on Ransom and Nick, he couldn’t help feeling a little helpless for them. He wasn’t close to Contessa by any means, but she appeared to adore her two betas. She’d even gotten Ransom to tone down some of his brattier nature, which definitely surprised Bucky on the few occasions he’d seen Ransom around during one of Angel’s holiday parties.

The proof was in the way Ransom grabbed onto Nick’s hands and held them. That was something Ransom wouldn’t have done in the past. Not for anyone except maybe Angel. Even then, she probably would’ve been the one to initiate rather than Ransom himself.

The private waiting room had filled so quickly, too, with all the people who cared about them and those they waited to hear about.

He vaguely recalled calling his parents and letting them know what happened. He hadn’t expected them to rush down with his sisters, who’d just arrived that day to spend the weekend with his pack. All their plans would now be put on hold as they waited.

Winnifred Barnes never stopped going from him to Steve and Jake, doing what she could to ease their worries and provide comfort. Steve being like a second son to her, it was only natural she comforted him, too. After all, Angel was as much a daughter to Winnifred and George as their three daughters and now Precious.

Bucky doesn’t really know how long it was before he heard Angel’s grandmother grumble and growl about being kept in the dark. Her old age certainly didn’t slow her down as she strode from the room to find answers to their questions, dragging back a doctor what could’ve only been minutes later.

Seeing the doctor did little to relieve the anxiety and fear coursing through Bucky or the others. At least, it didn’t take long to get the doctor to see their point of view and have the answers they wanted about their loved ones.

Hearing that Precious was stable and so was their baby, Bucky couldn’t help but let out the breath he’d long been holding. Tears leaked from his eyes as he let the emotion that he’d been bottling for Gracie’s sake broke loose.

He couldn’t help gathering Gracie closer and whispering, “They’re okay, sweet girl. They’re okay.”

When they heard about Firecracker’s condition, Bucky’s head whipped up and met the shocked expression on Frank’s face. He knew that look because he’d worn the same one on the day he realized he had a daughter.

Frank hadn’t known about Firecracker’s pregnancy.

Bucky could well imagine the sucker punch Frank had gotten, yet it didn’t take Frank long to know what he wanted. “Do whatever you have to to save my omega.”

As much as some might condemn Frank for his decision, Bucky could understand it. He wanted his baby more than anything, but he’d make the same decision if it came down to Precious or the baby.

It was only after he heard the pained whine behind him that Bucky recalled Firecracker’s best friend, Curtis, had been standing there. The alpha came off quite like Ransom in terms of being standoffish though Curtis lacked a lot of Ransom’s asshole-like qualities. No, Curtis was more of a stoic, quiet sort who only talked when he needed to. Something Bucky respected as did the others that have come to know him in their group.

He could well understand Curtis’s reaction as he felt the same when he heard how badly Angel had been hurt. To have her take most of the impact had nearly broken Bucky though he doubted it was nothing compared to what Jake and Steve were feeling.

After the doctor left, Bucky resigned himself to another lengthy wait until they could see their loved ones, to really see the extent of the damage the other driver did to them.

When Ari and Clay went out for food and brought it back, Bucky made sure Gracie ate. He took some bites himself, but he wouldn’t recall what it was he’d eaten later.

His mind continued to churn with all the uncertainties that could happen with Precious and the others. It refused to quiet.  He feared it wouldn’t quiet until he could lay eyes on Precious and see for himself that she was okay.

Bucky only came back to the present when he felt Gracie sag against him, her breathing evening out as she fell asleep. It was then he noticed how dark the world outside the room’s one large window had gotten.

Draping his jacket over her, he settled her a bit more comfortably against him though also making it so he could get up if the doctor came back to collect them anytime soon.

As it so happened, the doctor did come to collect him and the others completing the packs of those in Angel’s car.

When he would’ve hesitated, Winnifred moved to take his spot. “I’ve got her, dear. Go be with your Precious.”

Bucky nodded and took up the lead position behind the doctor, eager to get to Precious as soon as he could.

Like Jake, Bucky couldn’t help thinking the walk through the hospital corridors stretched on far longer than it should’ve before the doctor stopped outside the large room where they’d put Precious and the others.

When the door opened, he rushed around the doctor though he made sure he didn’t shove the man out of the way. Bucky didn’t stop until he came to the bed where Precious rested, her one good hand rubbing at her slightly swollen middle.

“Precious,” he breathed, happy to see her awake and relatively well.

Sure, the tubes and wires weren’t something he wanted to see on her ever again, but her eyes were open, and she offered him the sweetest smile he’d ever seen when he called out to her.

“There’s my amazing alpha,” she whispered, beckoning him closer.

Tears sprang to his eyes once more, but he didn’t hesitate in closing the distance between them.

Sinking down on her bed, he took her hand and brought it up to his mouth. While he pressed kisses along her wrist, he breathed in her scent. It took several deep breaths before he could calm his racing heart and settle the pit in his stomach.

“You can’t scare me like that again, Precious,” he said on a broken whisper. “You really can’t.”

She shifted her hand in his grasp so she could run her fingers across his cheek and jaw. Her smile didn’t leave her face, but it softened. Nodding, she whispered back, “I know, my love. I know. I’m so sorry we scared you, but we’re okay. Angel made sure we were okay. All of us.”

When Bucky prodded, it was only then that he learned what Angel had done when the paramedics arrived. Not only had she’d spent those painful minutes of waiting checking on each of them, but she’d been making mental notes of their injuries with some help from Firecracker. Angel had then relayed it when the paramedics approached her door first, insisting they take Precious and Firecracker first as they were pregnant.

Similar tears sparkled and streaked down Precious’s cheeks as she went on, “Bucky, we knew she wasn’t in good shape. She took the hardest hit of us all. That car came out of nowhere, but she refused to let them take her until we were all out of the car first. She was adamant about it. Said she couldn’t live if any one of us were lost.”

Her hand rubbed at her belly again.

“I’m glad she made it through. I don’t think I could live without her in our lives, either,” Precious confessed. “She’ll be the best auntie to our little jellybean. He needs to know her, Bucky.”

The use of ‘he’ got Bucky’s attention.

They’d been adamant about waiting to learn anything more than their baby was healthy until they were born.

Precious noticed, too, her smile widening. “My doctor might’ve let it slip when I was waking up from the sedation. We’re having a little mini-you.”

Unable to stop himself, he leaned over her carefully and pressed the sweetest of sweet kisses to her lips. He bumped her nose with his, his voice soft, reverent. “I’m happy as long as you and jellybean are healthy, Precious. I am excited about our little boy, but I’d also be thrilled with a little girl. Maybe if you’re up for another one or six, we can have a whole house full of mini-me’s and mini-you’s.”

She huffed at him. “Let’s get through this one first, alpha, before we go too crazy.”

“Anything you want, my stunning omega.”

They chatted a bit longer before Bucky excused himself.

Flanking him, Frank, Nick, and Ransom joined him as they approached Angel’s bed where Jake and Steve also chatted with her.

When Angel acknowledged them, Bucky was the first to step forward and press a careful kiss to her scratched cheek. His voice shook as he said, “I’ll never be able to repay that kind of debt but thank you.”

True to her nature, Angel had no expectation of repayment as she did what any friend would do in such a situation.

Bucky checked on Steve and Jake before heading back to Precious’s side where he stayed until they were kicked out for the rest of the night.

Exhaustion settled over him as the late hour and everything else caught up to him.

It took everything in him to remain upright as he returned to the waiting room with the others.

Finding Gracie awake and teary-eyed once more, he rushed forward and scooped her up.

“It’s okay, my sweet girl. I just saw her, and she’s going to be fine.” He pressed several reassuring kisses to her temple and rubbed her back. When she finally pulled back to look at his face, he offered her a small grin. “I even found out a secret if you’re interested.”

“A secret?”

Gracie’s hands came up to his cheeks and held him as she said in such a serious little voice, demanding, “Tell me.”

“You, my darling girl, are going to be the best big sister,” he paused until she whined for him to spill it, “to your baby brother.”

Bucky doesn’t count on the frown that mars her face.

It’s true that she wasn’t thrilled at first when she learned she was gaining a little brother or sister, but she’d come around to the idea. Lots of reassurance, love, and doting from both him and Precious had helped in easing her worries about being replaced by this new baby.

Yet, nothing prepared Bucky when Gracie asked, “Can we go to the bookshop this weekend?”

“Yeah, sweet girl, we can go,” Bucky said, not quite understanding.

Gracie nodded; her smaller brows still pinched together. Her concentration was so like Bucky’s, but she didn’t keep him in the dark long.

“We’re going to need a new bookshelf. None of my books will work for a boy. He’s not going to like them. How is he going to love reading if he has nothing to read?”

Hearing her words warmed Bucky’s heart another thousandfold.

“I’m a boy, and I like your books,” he assured her before adding, “I do agree with you. We need to stock up on books meant for babies. We haven’t done that yet, have we? We’ll go this weekend, and you can help me find the best ones, okay?”

It was his sincerest hope they’d have Precious back at home by the weekend though he had no intention of breaking this date with Gracie.

The distraction of this excursion would do them both a world of good.

They left not long after that. Bucky carried Gracie while his parents and sisters followed him back to their cars.

He was more than happy to have them stay with him and Gracie overnight. They returned to their own homes soon after Precious was released from the hospital.

Over the next couple of days, he and Gracie visited Precious after Gracie got out of school until she was discharged.

Back at home, he had her settled in her favorite nest where he waited on her hand and foot when he wasn’t taking care of Gracie.

His company had been kind enough to grant him an extended leave of absence that didn’t affect his vacation or sick days. His assistant kept him apprised of everything going on during their daily emails, only calling him twice during this time.

Precious slowly got back on her feet after coming home and recuperating after another week or so.

Bucky lived for the day when she shooed him back to work, insisting she was just fine even as she waddled around the house.

Sure, there were some occasional nightmares for all of them, but that day faded over time.

It was helped with the arrival of their little boy a few months later, whom they named after Angel. Gracie had been insistent about this after learning Angel helped save Precious that day.  

They surprised Angel with this when she got to see the new little one at the hospital alongside Jake and Steve. Angel accepted the honor though she still insisted she didn’t do that much to earn this amazing gift.

Of all their visitors, Bucky’s favorite moment had to be seeing Gracie insist Ransom hold her tiny brother.

Ransom had balked at the very notion despite his fondness for Gracie, the only kid that Ransom had any fondness for. She’s definitely the only one to get away with calling him Uncle Ran. That does change with time.

It’d been Nick that had asked Gracie’s permission for the honor of holding her little brother that finally got Gracie to relent with Ransom.

Contessa even took a turn though she showed a bit of the same discomfort as Ransom with something so tiny and fragile in her arms.

To their surprise, Contessa had learned from Ransom about Bucky and Gracie’s love for reading. She ended up surprising them with a giant cache of books to add to their libraries from her family’s publishing company in celebration of their new addition. This cache even included a bunch of books that could and would grow with their little boy. It would take a small box truck to bring said cache home and a couple of weeks to unbox and unwrap it all.

As bad as that day was, it also produced some of the greatest gifts Bucky could’ve ever thought he’d receive in his life: closer existing friendships, new friendship bonds, and a growing family that he’d do everything in his power to protect.

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Misguided Ghosts, Part 5

Summary: Charles and Jake have fun

Pairings: Jake Jensen X Reader X Charles Blackwood

Rating: explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, somnophilia, unprotected sex, ghost sex, PIV sex, fingering, fingering/sex simultaneously, double vaginal penetration, pinching, biting, breeding kink, 18+ ONLY

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Insufferable little maggot. Charles groans as his body crawls up the bed. Slowly he peels down the sheet that was laying over you and Jake. That man child had his arm wrapped around you, and his face buried in your neck.

It was disgusting having to literally watch him finger fuck the two of your to sleep. One orgasm was never enough for Jake. He didn’t care that he had spilled in you, his fingers were right back in your cunt, shoving his spend back in there, while trying to make you come over and over again.

Now you were a sloppy mess, but your legs were still spread. Ready to take Charles. He knows he’s getting close. Knows that you’re going to announce your pregnancy soon. Jake will get to think that he’s growing in your womb, but it is your friendly fucking ghost that did all the work.

He stands on his knees in front of you, taking out his thick cock, and gives you a smile, Jake can have your heart. I just want you to breed. Lowering himself down, he pushes right through your walls, and a desperate mewl rises out of your mouth.

He looks over at Jake, and the stupid boy hadn’t even moved. There was no way he could protect you. Definitely couldn’t keep you from him. He rolls his hips into you softly, watching your pretty face turn up in pleasure. He didn’t care how fucked out you became, you would take him.

You’d learn to take every bit of him. And that stupid cunting ‘boyfriend’ of yours would just learn to watch. Charles knew he liked watching. Caught him once before stroking his cock to his invisible self fucking uou. What did he even think was happening to you? Why would you serve up that perfectly beautiful pussy just to simulate fucking? No. You needed this and needed it every day.

Everyday until it sticks.

He rubs his hand over your stomach, swearing he can already feel his baby boy growing inside of you.

Charles Blackwood III. He’s going to be so handsome. So regal and he’ll squish that stupid man child of yours like a bug.

You bite at your lip and release a pornographic moan. Jake lifts off you, thinking he was still fingering you, but finds you sprawled out, and your tits bouncing with Charles’ thrust.

Can’t even fuck her properly.

It was odd looking at your cunt gaping wide, with no cock in it. Your walls move with his force, and Jake is but a curious cat. He sits up, and looks through Charles’ body. “This is enlightening. So you just walk in here and start fucking her?”

“That’s the plan. Get your head away from my ass!” Charles whisper yells as he chsnges his body to be visible.

“Fucking asshole! I just wanted to see…yep, that. That’s what I wanted to watch,” your body was reactive to Charles’ motions. And Jake could almost come untouched with the sounds you were making. He’d waited so long for you, and for some reason, didn’t mind you with another man. Ghost.

“When are we going to tell her?”

“We? Never.”

“You — you said you wanted babies with her. How does one have a half ghost baby? Will she notice this ghost is a halfing? Like what features will it possess? Will it have powers? Oh my god! Can it disappear like you?”

Charles twists his head to look over at Jake. You and your loud mouth had to wake him up. He rather enjoyed fucking you while the two of you slept. In peace.

“Would you just shut up?”

“I need to know. I’m gonna marry this girl, and subsequently help her raise your ghostling, if I didn’t do it first! Aha! A competition.”

“No!”

“Aw, is the wittle ghostie scared he can’t actually get her pregnant? Wait…if she has your baby can we leave?”

“Not with my child!”

“Why do you want a child with her, hmm?” Jake smirks looking at the ghost man. Shoving two of his fingers in his mouth, he pulls them out, only to stuff them into your cunt. Working with Charles to pleasure you. “And you, you got in my body. Did we have sex? Do you think she knew?”

“Why all the questions?”

“I wanna know what your fucking play is!” Your back raises off the bed, and your sweet sounds and juicy pussy fill the room with a beautiful melody.

“I can’t leave this house! So if I have a child, part of me can, therefore maybe I can!”

“Could you leave the house inside of me?”

“What?” He looks over at Jake, and the man’s mouth turns into a big grin as he nods his head.

“I saw that car. Could you imagine fucking her in the backseat? Is there a Lover’s Lane here? We could have us a good ole neckin’ time!”

“You’re insufferable.”

“You didn’t answer my question. By your logic if you have a child with her, a piece of you is in said child, so you could attach yourself to the child and leave. So why wouldn’t you try to possess me again, and I could fuck her in those trees. And I can make a non ghost baby with her. And while we’re on the subject, I would like a non ghost baby with her, but I just got her, and you’re ruining my fun, and there’s also one thing.”

“Jake!” He bites at his lips as he looks up at the ghost.

“She’s not even screaming your name in her sleep. It’s mine. I’m all for helping a ghost out, not to mention that was the best orgasm I ever had. It was all tingly. And even my cum, it almost looked like it glowed in the dark. I have radioactive sperm!”

“Shut up.”

Pulling his fingers out, Jake sucks on each one slowly as he starts crawling in between your legs. “What are you doing?”

“I don’t know how this works, so either I’m about to fuck your ass, fuck her with you, or you’re going to possess me. Wish me luck,” his body goes through Charles’ and he slides on through your stuffed entrance. The two of them in a weird double penetration moment.

Your eyes flutter open as a deep moan fills the room. Your hands press up against Jake as you try and wake yourself up, “Jake how many times do I need to cum?”

“As many times as I want,” you shake your head quickly when you think you saw someone with him. “Giggles, what’s wrong baby? Are you sore?”

“No, seeing things.”

Shit.

Charles makes himself invisible again, grabbing onto Jake’s hips, he leans into his ear, “fuck her back to sleep, and we pretend this never happened.”

His mouth turns into a devilish smirk, and he slams his hands onto the headboard. His hips drive into you, pushing your head into the top of the bed. He looked so pretty with sweat starting to run down his face. Moving your hands to pinch both of his nipples, he slings his head back to look at the ceiling.

“So you like pain?”

What?

“How about this?” You squeeze his nipples even tighter and his cock twitches. “Hang on. I didn’t say you could cum.”

What is happening?

“Jakey, would you want me to bite your titties?”

No!

“My god, yes!”

Get a hold of yourself!

Lifting yourself up, you give his right nipple a hard bite, and his balls tighten up.

I’m not finished!

His moans start squeaking when you kitten lick on the pretty little bud. Moving over to his left nipple biting down hard, and he blows his load deep in your cunt.

Pathetic.

“Don’t stop baby. I haven’t came. You better keep fucking that seed into me until it sticks see my stomach swollen with your baby.”

Oh! Yeah that does it! Charles rails into you harder. Growing tired of Jake’s inability to do so, he enters into his body. Using the man just as much as he was using you. It was beautiful. Your snide little smile turns into a deep pleasure filled blissed out grin.

You were dirty. And Jake was a puss. His noises were almost as sweet as yours. High pitched, and needy. He wanted to stop, and push him past his limits all together.

“Right there, baby. Jake! Right! There!”

Dear lord!

“Giggles!” Gripping to the back of his shoulders, you dig into his skin, and scratch all the way down. “Ahh!” He whines, as more cum pools into your womb.

“Jake what the fuck was that?”

Don’t you tell her!

“I don’t know. I’ve never done that before.”

Because it was my shit, but good save.

“Jake, I love you, you nerd.”

“Gah,” he bashfully says as his cheeks go rosey, “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Gag me.

“One day I want to gag you with my cock,” Jake smiles at you, but you could swear he was talking to someone else.

And I’ll stuff my cock in your ass.

“I don’t like anal sex.”

“Okay?” He was acting weird. “Jake, lay on my tits and get some sleep,” when he nods his head excitedly, you can’t help but to coo up at him, “You really are a sweet boy, huh?”

“Your titties are just comfortable. Shh,” he was a big boy, but the gentle way he lays on your chest makes you want to just baby him. Pet your fingers around his face, while you brush back his hair. You wanted to keep him forever.

“Jake!” No. You throw that stupid thing into the floor. No. No. No. You were told it couldn’t happen, which is why you didn’t protest to Jake being so ready for kids. “Jake!”

Until someone else saw that cursed stick you were sure it was a lie. “Jacob! Jensen!”

“What?” He peeks his head into the bathroom, and follows your point finger. “Giggles?”

“What does that say?”

He slowly picks up the test, and his face looks straight at you, “I thought…you said years ago it would be a miracle.”

“We haven’t had enough sex! I just got you. Was told that shit was impossible because of my endometriosis and PCOS, but…Jake? Is that real?”

Yes, it is. Half of that baby is mine.

“Giggles, are you okay?” He places both of hands on either side of you. Waiting to hear what you really felt. “Baby, talk to me.”

“I just accepted that it couldn’t happen. That there was too much scar tissue. And I accepted that, but…it said positive?”

“It actually said pregnant. But who’s asking?” You give his shoulder a little smack, and bury your face in his chest. “Are you happy?”

“I am because it’s yours.”

It’s mine!

“I’m happy because it’s yours. I accepted that no one wanted a dork like me to have children with. But you’ve always seen past that.”

Leaning back, you look at his face. You never understood why so many people found him annoying. He was endearing. You loved this man. “You’re my best friend.”

“And you’re my best girl. So what are we doing?”

Having a hybrid ghost baby!

“We’re gonna have a baby,” he crashes his lips into yours, lifting you up to sit on the countertop. You were happy. Despite this being an impossibility. You felt like you and Jake could do anything. “Jake, I’m happy it’s yours.”

Good god. If she says that one more time.

“Our baby is going to be perfect.”

Perfectly ghostly like his father.

“And I want her to be a girl.”

No!

“I want her to look just like you. Share your sweetness. And she’s going to have so much to explore in this house. I don’t want her too far from us, though,” pouting up at him, you just nod your head. You wanted a healthy baby. But he or she would be perfect because they had Jake as a father.

You two are too sweet. I’m going to my chair.

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Fixing A Problem - Mob Boss!Ari x Reader

By @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Summary: Ari and You were invited to an evening at Steve’s and Bucky’s estate. After an easy going evening, you and Ari are made aware of exactly why the invitation was extended.

Warnings: Oral Sex, mentions of drugs, alcohol, working women and assault. No heavy detail of the last two.

Island Paradise - Jake Jensen x Reader

By @secretswiftymarvelfan​

Summary: Stuck on an island paradise pretending to date your best friend... what could possibly go wrong...

Warnings: Language! Fluff! Lil bit of Angst! Anti-Tech Mogul!

Secret Crush - Chris Evans x Reader

By @lives-in-midgard

Summary: Reader drives to Chris, then a thunderstorm comes and the reader has to stay the night and share a bed with him.

Warnings: Fluff! Thunderstorms!

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By: @autumnrose40​

Summary: He slightly smiles and sighs softly, “Alright honey, thank you for trusting me, why don’t you get some sleep, it’s gonna be a few hours before I drop the load off, if you need anything, let me know, my name’s Ari.”

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics! Mild Angst! Size Kink! Pregnant Reader!

Locked In - Frank Adler x Reader

Summary: Your usual Friday night with Frank takes a surprising turn

Warnings: Language! Fluff! Tiny bit of Angst!

Nomad’s Girl - Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Mob life can be dangerous, but Steve shows you the lengths he'll go to to make you feel safe

Warnings: Soft!Dark!Steve! Mob Environment! Violence! Attempted Sexual Assault! Mention of Drugs! Trauma! Angst! Fluff! SMUT 18+ ONLY! Minors DNI!

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Blinded by The Fog Part 5

Characters: Captain Syverson and Reader. Mention of Jake Jensen and Jolene Pairings: Jake Jensen x Reader Word count: 1952 Type: angst and fluff Warning: 18+. Minors DNI. Panic attack, guilt, self-depreciation, self-doubt, loss of spouse and found family, swearing. Therapy/ emotional baggage type language.

Summary: Reader throws herself into a panic attack, and Sy can't do a damn thing to stop it as she pushes him as far away as she can.

Author's Note: I admit this is partly self-indulgent as I fight with my own demons of self-doubt and self-worth. Its been a hard couple of years months lately. Thank you to @adulting-sucks for her continued support, pushing me to completely rework this chapter when the initial draft didn't feel right at all.

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Chapter 4

As quickly as you had fallen into sleep's embrace, it was slow to let you go the next day.   Your brain was clear, and you felt well rested, something you hadn’t felt in what seemed like a really long time.  Rubbing your cheek against the pillow, your brain recognized that it didn’t smell right.  Not bad, just not right. Blinking sleep from your eyes, you slowly take in your surroundings.  You stretch as you look at the dimly lit room.  This was definitely not the room you fell asleep in, and looking around the room you surmised this was Sy’s bedroom, though it could be a guest bedroom as minimal as the decor was.  But you doubted the giant king size bed was wasted on his guests.  

That brought to mind the man of the house, and you wondered where he was.  You knew you had the bed to yourself last night, there didn’t seem to be any other body shapes on the comforter  beside you.  Getting up, you made quick use of the en suite bathroom, helping yourself to a couple Advil and a bit of mouthwash before you went to find your host.   

Following your nose to the kitchen, you found a pot of coffee waiting for you with a note leaned against an empty mug next to the Mr Coffee. “Went for a run.  I’ll be back soon” in no nonsense block letters.  You softly smiled at the note, setting it to the side as you filled the mug, doctoring it to your liking.  Sipping your coffee, you debated what to do next. You didn’t know how long his runs were, and even if you did you had no way of knowing when he left.  You were at his mercy right now, not that you minded much, you had nowhere to be.  But he was the only way back to your car.

With a soft sigh, you leaned against the counter to wait until you have more caffeine in your system before you do anything really.  You stared out across the house. This really was a great house, a home. Even before you saw the pictures of the house when he bought it that hung on a wall, you knew how much of himself Sy put in this house.  

Once you consumed half your cup, you moved to look in the fridge to see if there was anything you could salvage for breakfast, your belly starting to rumble.  That was another feeling you had not had in a while- the want to eat more than forcing yourself to eat.  Looking through the minimal offerings in the fridge and cupboard, you opted to munch on a piece of fruit you find in a bowl on the counter.  Once Sy was back you two could figure out what you are gonna do about food, maybe he already had a plan.  

Suddenly you realized you hadn’t checked your phone in hours, glancing at the clock on the stove, well over 12 hours.  Oh god, Jolene!  Panic swirled back through you.  You had promised to be there for her no matter what and here you dropped the ball.  Yeah she wasn't even 6 months pregnant yet, but shit anything could happen. Tossing the apple to the table, next to your cup, you dashed for the front of the house, grabbing for your bag.  You shuffled through it, searching for the phone though you knew it wasn’t in there from the second you put your hand inside.  It wasn't there.  

“Shit!”

Panic grew in your belly as you tried to think back to last night, what happened and where your phone could possibly be.  You checked the living room, though you are certain you didn’t have it with you there.  You pulled up every couch cushion, shook out every blanket, tossed every throw pillow and found nothing.  Putting it all back in correct places, your panic does little to abate.  You go to the bedroom, thinking maybe Sy put it near you, but it wasn't on the nightstand nor under the blanket you had slept in.  

“Fuck!”

Sitting on the side of the bed, you tried to take a few deep breaths, to get your head thinking straight.  You could see if you could find Sy’s phone, if he didn’t take it with him on the run.  Disappointment filled your gut as you registered even if you did find his phone and unlocked it, it wasn't going to do you a bit of good, you didn’t have Jolene’s number memorized and you really doubted Sy would have the woman’s number.  He would have Madre’s number who would have Jolene’s number but you didn’t know if you wanted to throw extra worry on top of Madre.   

“Motherfucker!”

Alright you needed to get your shit together.  Where else could your phone be?  A few steady deep breaths later you had an epiphany, Sy’s truck! It had to be there.  Had to.  You flew out the front door, vaguely hearing the door shut behind you as you padded down the wet sidewalk in your bare feet, heading for the truck.  The light drizzle barely registered on your face as you grabbed for the driver's handle, swearing as the door didn't budge and the handle flips out of your wet fingers.  

“For Fuck’s Sake!”

Attempting again you get the very same outcome, resulting in tears escaping from your eyes. You lean your forehead on the door, striving to gather yourself, endeavoring to push the tears back down, aiming to sidestep the tornado of emotions that are trying to escape from you all at once.  Jolene needed to find a new person to rely on.  You clearly were incapable of taking your job seriously.  One night of whatever the fuck last night was with Sy, and you completely drop the ball.  

And then there was that voice in the back of your head that pops up.  Yeah, about last night.  What was that?  Snuggled on the couch, drinking beer and eating pizza with a good looking man.  If I didn't know better, I would think you were back to dating instead of mourning your dead husband.  You remember him don’t you?  I think his name was Jake.  

“Fuck off!”

Turning back to the house, you can not say you are very surprised to find the door locked.  What was left of your shit being held together suddenly erupted from deep inside of you.  Pressing the crown of your head to the door multiple times, you felt the torrent of tears fall down your cheeks. Everything swirled in your brain, your inability to help Jolene, your loss from the loss of Jake, the loss of the team, your guilt for spending time with another man so close to your husband’s death.  You wanted to run, you wanted to hide, you wanted to just stop all this from clogging your brain and breaking your heart.  

You have no way of knowing how long you sat beside the door on the cold wet porch before Sy jogged up the stairs.  “What’s wrong?” he asked, kneeling in front of you, a hand on your knee.  With a violent swipe, you pushed his hand away, revealing your face to him.  “What happened, baby?” he tried again, falling to his own knees beside you.  

“Don’t call me that,” you growled, using the sleeve of the short sleeve shirt you had slept in to wipe at the snot and tears that accumulated on your face.  

Sitting back, Sy looked at you, trying to assess what had happened. “Let’s get you inside,” he said, grabbing for your arm which you ripped from his grip.  

“Lemme go.”

Putting his hands up, he stood and reached for the door, finding it locked.  Silently he slipped from the porch only to return a few moments later with a spare key, opening the door.  He turned to tell you but found you getting to your feet, and pushing past him into the house.  Grabbing your bag and clothes from a hook, you headed for the bathroom.  “I need you to take me to my car,” you said, your voice rough and haggard.  

You heard nothing in response, but didn’t stop to see if he had heard you before slamming the door behind you.  Unable to look at yourself in the mirror, you dressed in record time, ignoring the way your clothes stuck to your wet skin and how cold you were.  You needed to go, you needed to get out of here. With precision of decades of practice you shoved your feelings back into the bottle you kept them in, turning yourself back into the stone pillar of a woman you tried to always put forth towards the world.  

Leaving the borrowed clothes hung from the curtain rod to dry,  you headed out.  You found Sy silently waiting for you in the front hall, his features concerned but silent.  “Let’s go.”  You did not even pause to put your shoes on your feet.  

“Alright,” he said, his tone matching the cold front of yours, following you out the door.  You stepped out to notice he had started the truck, warming it up for you.  Your heart broke just a little more, threatening to uncork your bottle again, as that horrible voice in the back of your brain told you he was too good for you, reminding you that you were still mourning your husband.  That same voice told you the next second you were reading too much into all of this, he would have done the same for Madre or Jolene.  

When you opened the door to the truck, you found your phone sitting square in the middle of the passenger seat.  Pushing it to the side, you climbed in and buckled up as Sy did the same.  Continuing to ignore him, you looked at your phone to see you had no voice mails or text messages from anyone let alone Jolene.  The cork wiggled a little as you suddenly felt so foolish, so childish. You chastised yourself for being so over dramatic, letting out a heavy sigh, leaning an elbow on the door, cradling your head in your hand.  “Fuck,” you sighed softly, not even recognizing you said it outloud.  

“Gonna tell me what's got you so wound up?” Sy tried again, his voice somewhere between annoyed and concerned, which grated against your already tetchy nerves.  

“Nope,” you replied, letting the P pop loudly in the cab.  “Just need to go home.”

“A’ight.”

The rest of the ride to your car was eerily silent, the minutes stretching into unbearable hours in your brain, the feeling you needed to hide not abating even a miniscule amount.  Swishing your hand through your bag, you had your keys in hand a mile from work, swapping them for your shoes. You had your seatbelt unbuckled before the truck even pulled into your work parking lot, and your door was open before he had it in park.  

“Sugar, wait-” you felt his hand skim over your arm as you slipped out of the cab, slamming the door closed behind you.  The instinct to rabbit was the only thing roaring in your brain as you fumbled with your key fob, somehow undoing the lock and sliding into the car.  After hitting the lock button, you tossed your crap on the passenger seat while shoving the key in the ignition.  The car roared to life and you were speeding out of the lot before Sy could even comprehend what was going on.  You didn’t even glance in the mirror to see the stunned man standing there with his hands on his hips.  

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Description: Jensen prayed he wouldn’t miss the birth of his baby, but when he’s on the other side Of the world to where you were, that seemed like a pretty possible outcome.

3 months. 3 whole damn months away from his one and only. To make it worse you were pregnant. Not only were you pregnant but by now you were 9 months pregnant. Which unfortunately meant that you were just days or may less from going into labour. Making it even more difficult to be so far away from the one that he well and truly loved. His heart aching every time he even so much as thought about you or even how your unborn little baby girl was doing. Picturing you all alone in your small shitty shared apartment just seemed to make his stomach twist uncomfortably. He never would have even agreed to go on this damn undercover mission with the guys if he’d of known it was going to rip him away from you for 3 months of your pregnancy. Then again if he hadn’t of been there to help with the technical side to the job then there most certainly wouldn’t have been a job to do in the first place. Not that that would have been a bad thing of course. The ‘nerd’ wanted nothing more then to be home holding you in his arms with his hand cradling your large baby bump as your little unborn baby girl occasionally kicked directly on his hand, letting him know that everything was going to be okay. Moments like those always seemed to sooth him. Which was why, during those traumatic 3 months, he had missed you like crazy. No amount of text messages, phone calls, photos or occasional FaceTimes would make up for any of this. At least you had contact with him. Thank god he was good with technology. He would have lost his mind if it wasn’t for the fact that he was at least able to check that you and the baby were okay.

When the two of you had first found out about your pregnancy of course there were some understandable concerned about how exactly the paid or you would even be able to raise a baby together. With Jensen always leaving for missions with the other ‘losers’ it would most likely be insanely difficult for the baby to even grow up knowing the father. Oh but the added worry was the fact that unfortunately poor Jensen always seemed to get himself into dangerous situations that could have safely been avoided (it’s safe to say that you weren’t at all thrilled to see him when he came back home one night to inform you that he had in fact gotten shot and was almost murdered.) Maybe being the girlfriend to Jake Jensen wasn’t the smartest of decisions but you adored him. This man really was the love of your life. The way he was so protective over you seemed to fuel your burning desire to be with him. You were both so different yet so perfect for each other at the exact same time and you’d be dammed if you were going to let this gorgeous nerd leave you. Like you’re mamma always used to say “keep that boy on a tight leash or you’ll lose him”

After several weeks (6 to be exact) of carefully considering all of your options the pair of you finally decided that you were in fact going to have this baby. Jake, being the one more excited then you, couldn’t wait to tell his friends the brilliant news. However, not everyone seemed totally thrilled for you guys. In fact only Pooch and Couger seemed to be happy for you. Not that you really expected anything different to be totally honest you understood that it wasn’t the greatest it timings or settings to bring a baby into the world that wasn’t at all safe. Not that that seemed to deter either of you. Clay most certainly protested against the pregnancy, believing that it would just mess with Jensen’s mind. If Jensen wasn’t fully set on the task at hand then that could have extremely dear consequences.

However, no one (not even Clay himself) could break Jensen’s excitement for this baby. And believe me, he really was unbelievably ecstatic to know that you were carrying his baby. For the first time in forever Jensen finally felt like he had found where he belonged, years on his own ‘travelling’ with Clay, Pooche and Couger had always been what he had decided to settle for. But now? Now that he had found you, the girl of his dreams, whom of which he as little engaged to, well he finally found his home. The life that he wanted was staring him right in the damn face and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to grab it with both hands and hold it as close as physically possible.

Currently you were sitting alone in your 3rd floor 2 bedroom apartment in New York that Jensen had been paying rent for for the last 3 , laying in yours and Jensen’s shared bed with one hand on your stomach as you calmly continued to sleep. Even though it was a whole lot harder to sleep now that you were 9 months pregnant and could literally pop at any second, you felt calmer knowing that you’d soon be back in the arms of your fiancé. Thankfully today just so happened to be the day that he was travelling home from the mission. After 3 torturous months without him, he was finally coming home. But due to the fact that he was literally on the other side of the world he would most likely be home for a few more days. Even if that were true, at least you could feel happier and at comfort knowing that the man of your dreams was on his way back to you and that soon the two of you could cuddle back up in bed together like you always did. Due to the fact that you were I fact quite a light sleeper however, you were awoken to the sound of your phone buzzing 3 times in a row signaling that you had finally gotten messages from your beloved.

Jensen: morning baby ❤️ or maybe it’s afternoon for you? Xx

Jensen: How’s little baby girl Jensen doing? Is she still kicking a lot? Xx

Jensen: We’ve just gotten to the jet so we should be on our way back in an hour. Until then please keep me updated on how you and our baby are doing? I can’t help but worry Xx

Those three texts messages sent in a row, hardly giving you a second to respond to each one as they all can through, seemed to melt your heart. Of course they did. More so since you found worried and caring Jake Jensen to be the most adorable version of your fiancé that you could ever see. It was just so cute to see him all flustered and worried for you, making you realise just how special your man really was. Oh he was a definite keeper. As you wrote out your reply to his several questions you couldn’t help but laugh as the three little bubbles appeared at the bottom of the pile of messages, indicating that Jensen was once again typing. Yeah it could get annoying sometimes when he began to spam you in order to get a repsonse, but most of the time he was doing so out of love. Which made your heart swell even more then you ever thought that it could. This man really did love you and it showed.

Jensen: Baby are you awake? I’m sorry for pestering. I just need to know you’re okay Xx

You: Yeah I’m awake Jensen and our baby is fine. She’s been happy to spend some more bonding time with mama whilst you were gone. But now we really do miss you. Can’t wait to see you again. Xx

Jensen: I miss you too ❤️ Not long now baby girl and we can cuddle again. Xx

You: Can’t wait to see you! Xx

Jensen: Neither can I. Look I’ve gotta go since we’re bording soon. I’ll see you later baby Xx

You: Okay be safe! Love you Xx

Jensen: Love you too angel Xx

Those last little words that showed up on the screen seemed to bring a extremely bright smile to your face, well...that smile didn’t last long Since after a couple of seconds you felt a very uncomfortable wetness fall on to the bed. Unfortunately that just so happened to be your waters breaking. “Seriously? You couldn’t have just waited two more days for daddy to get home?” You asked of course fully knowing that the baby couldn’t hear you and you definitely couldn’t control this. But it was still awful timing for this little baby girl.

It was a struggle, but after around 10 minutes you’d managed to call your mother who of course got you to the hospital in record time. Which was why you were currently sitting in a very surprisingly comfortable private hospital bed with your phone pressed to your ear as you continued to try and get in contact with your beloved fiancé. But unfortunately, no matter how hard you tried he just wasn’t answering. “I’m not doing this without Jake! I’m not doing this” you spoke breathlessly as you pathetically attempted to stop yourself from pushing, too afraid of your fiancé missing the moment that he’d been waiting for this entire pregnancy. But unfortunately it was too late you were already pushing and your heart was thumping way too fast in your chest. Was Jake really about to miss the birth of his very first child? The answer to that was uncertain. Well that was until: “You don’t have a choice Y/n this ba-“ your mother began before being interrupted by a very familiar males voice echoing through the room “Rosie....her name is Rosie... our...baby’s name is Rosie Jensen” it was none other then Jake. He was finally here.

But you were far from impressed right now as you didn’t even bother speaking, you just held out your hand for him. Pulling him closer when he finally took a hold of your hand trying his hardest to sooth you. Well, he tried but nothing was working. So instead he just stood there, squeezing your hand as you pushed with all your might. And after 3 more minutes your little baby Rosie Jensen was born. Well it was safe to say Jensen had made it just in time.

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅

week 2 - day 5 - kinktober - cream pie and breeding kink - tutor jake jensen x student reader.

warning - cream pie and breeding kink.

kinktober masterlist

18+ only please, the gifs and headers aren’t mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

“I’m still not getting it, is it supposed to be doing this?” I look at Jake with wide eyes, scared of failing. Jake shakes his head, leaning closer and looking at what my computer is doing. I chew nervously on my bottom lip, noticing the disappointment in his eyes.

“How’d you manage this, hmm?” He types away, trying to fix all the mistakes I made. Jake pushes his glasses up, clearing his throat as he tries to ignore you, trying to desperately will away the dirty thoughts in his mind. All he wants to do is push this stupid laptop away and fuck you in that little dress.

“I–I don’t know, I’m sorry.” A hiccup leaves your lips as you try to hold back your tears, Jake looks over, and his cock hardens. His eyes land on your hardened nipple. The way your chest moves up and down, the harder you try to hold back your sobs. Jake places a hand on your thigh, closing his eyes for a split second.

“It’s okay. We’ll fix it. This is why I’m here, to help your little brain understand this.” Tears are still in your eyes, threatening to spill. You nod, watching Jake. 

“Okay… Thank you, Professor.” Jake’s cock throbs when you use the title he told you to call him. He moves the chair back before patting his thigh. Watching your doe-like eyes dart to his bulge, his veiny hand, and his thigh, your tongue pokes out as you subconsciously lick your lips.

“Sit here. It’ll make it easier for me to teach you” Jake has to try and hold the dark look in his eyes back. You look at him curiously but get up and slowly sit down on his thigh, not wanting to disrespect him. Jake bites down on his lip hard, holding back the groan that wants to escape. His hands grip the side of the chair until his knuckles turn white. The feeling of you throbbing against him is getting to him, desperately wanting to throw all morals out the window and fuck you until you are full of his cum and pregnant with his kids.

His cock twitches at the thought of how your tight cunt would feel wrapped around him. His thoughts are interrupted, “are you sure this is appropriate, professor?” you start to wiggle around, trying to get comfy on his lap. Your ass is brushing up against his bulge, which causes you to get curious and wiggle against it more. Jake’s eyes roll to the back of his head as you rub against his bulge. “Professor? There’s something in your pants, and it’s making it hard to get comfortable.” Jake swears he could’ve cum right then and there just from your innocence.

He grabs your hips, moving you so your back is flat against his chest and your pussy is directly on top of his cock, his length being hugged by your lips. Jake’s hips buck up slightly from the feeling causing a soft whimper to exit your lips. His lips move close to your ear as he whispers, his voice sending shivers down your spine and straight to your core, causing it to throb around his cock. “Don’t worry, bunny. This is very appropriate, but you can only do this with me, okay?” You nod, softly grinding down.

“Now, look towards the screen, and I’ll show you what you need to do.” You are both focused on the laptop screen for a while until Jake feels you slowly start to grind against him, huffing out something about being uncomfortable. He grips your hips, “what’s up, bunny?” His hands stroke your sides.

“Hmph, I’m uncomfortable.” Jake feels you snuggle against him. For a second, he’s confused until he feels your pussy throb against him and a wetness build. The pieces are put together when he realises uncomfortable is horny. Y/n looks at him from over her shoulder. “Can you please help, Professor? It hurts.” Jake’s mouth drops open when you pout.

He nods, his cock leaking as his fantasy comes true. Lifting Y/n and bending her over the table, Jake lifts her dress, moaning at the sight of her soaked knickers. “Okay, bunny. Are you okay with this?” She whines, nodding. “Words,” Jake growls, his cock straining against his pants.

“Yes, yes. I’m okay with this. Please, make the tingles go away. It hurts so much.” Y/n pushes herself back, grinding against his bulge, trying to relieve her pain. Jake grabs her hips, stopping her from moving before he moves his hand down to her core and rubs her through her knickers. Her moans fill the room as he rubs her little button before pulling them to the side, his mouth waters at her glistening lips.

Jake quickly unzips his pants, taking his weeping cock out before lining it with her hole. His eyes rolled to the back of his head at the feeling of being against her. “Are you sure you want this, bunny?” She repeatedly says yes, trying to push back into him so his cock slips inside but can’t move with how he’s holding her in place.

Slowly pushing inside, a groan fills the room. “Fuck, bunny, such a tight little girl. Jesus, fuck.” His hips jerk, cock slipping deeper inside you. Your walls hugging him, feeling every vein on his length, the feeling makes you moan, wiggling your hips wanting more friction. Jake looks down, and the sight is something he’s dreamed about, touched his cock too. He thrusts harder and faster into your sopping cunt, watching himself disappear and reappear, his balls slapping against your little button.

“Fuck, bunny. Do you- fuck -do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this. Bury my cock so deep inside of you and fill you with my cum, repeating it over and over again until you fall pregnant with my kids.” Jake feels you clench down on him at the thought, your little cunt spasming around him as you cum, “fuck, look at you. Cumming at the thought of being pregnant.” His cock throbs when he feels you clench again, placing a hand on your back and pushing you into the table as his hips jerk roughly into you.

His length hits every spot inside of you. Your moans are like music to Jake’s ears. Reaching down, he starts to rub your clit. Loving the way you scream his name, his pace speeds up when he feels his end approaching. “Fuck, bunny. I’m going to cum, and you will take it all. You going to make me a daddy?” Y/n nods, tears rolling down her cheeks as her orgasm explodes, squirting all over Jake’s cock and his clothes.

Jake’s eyes widen, and his cock twitches wildly as he cums deep inside her cunt. Still thrusting as much as he can as he empties himself, Jake slowly pulls out before getting on his knees and looking at her used cunt. His cock hardens again as he watches his cream slowly leak out of her. Two fingers push his cum back inside before leaning forward and placing a kiss on her clit.

“You did good, bunny, but we’re gonna have to do this your whole lesson, just to make sure it takes.”

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[evansbby]

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 {𝐩𝐨𝐲𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞}

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dark alpha!Steve Rogers x naive omega!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, dark!Steve, daddy kink, misogyny, alcohol consumption, mentions of: inebriation, dubcon, noncon, innocence kink, thigh riding, dry humping, public sex, a/b/o dynamics.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve takes his omega to her first college party. (A drabble for my fic, preying on you tonight. This drabble is set after Steve mates with omega, but before she finds out she’s pregnant.)

“Steve, I’m kind of scared.”

The words fall past your lips in a soft whisper, and you clutch harder onto Steve’s hand, practically burying yourself beside him as you both make your way towards the frat house. Already, the party seems to have spilled out onto the lawn – there’s beer cans littered everywhere, a pool filled to the brim with half-naked people and even two alphas fighting while a crowd forms around them. You’re scared to find out what’s happening inside the frat house.

Steve snorts, “Why would you be scared? Haven’t you ever been to a party before?”

Your silence is enough to answer the question – and you can’t help but feel embarrassed. Already more than halfway through your first year in college, and you haven’t even been to a frat party. But it barely seems like your kind of get-together anyways.

“What if people make fun of me?” You ask him, your other hand reaching up to clutch his muscular bicep.

“They wouldn’t make fun of you, omega. You’re with me.”

You grimace, looking down at your outfit for the night. You didn’t really own any party clothes, or anything even remotely sexy like a bodycon dress or the pretty crop tops that you see the girls around you wearing. And earlier, Steve had barged into the bedroom, announcing he was taking you to his friend Thor’s house and barely giving you any time to pick a proper outfit.

You were dressed in your white cashmere sweater and matching pink and white pleated skirt – something Steve had picked out for you to wear to the lecture that morning, and certainly not appropriate party attire. Already, you could see some girls sneering at you, and laughing, and staring, and –

“Can’t do this, Steve.” You stop dead in your tracks, anxiety rising like a tidal wave from within you, and you look up at your alpha pleadingly “They’re gonna laugh at me.”

Steve looks bored as he tugs you along, “If they do then I’ll kill them with my bare hands,” He says casually, pushing you forward so that you’re standing in front of him with his palm pressing against your lower back, “Even if it’s a girl.”

You have no idea what to make of his casual confession that he’d beat up a girl for you, so you just keep your lips pressed in a thin line and let him guide you to the front of the frat house. Scratch that, the place might as well be a haunted house with how fast your heart’s beating as you both approach the door.

Standing silently under Steve’s arm while he greets his alpha friends is easy enough. They’re loud, obnoxious and misogynistic – much like Steve himself. Some of them don’t even acknowledge you, others give you leery looks when they think Steve isn’t looking. A freshman – same as you – who you recognise from the football team, is one of the few alphas who greets you.

“Hey. How’re you doing?”

You’re about to open your mouth to answer, heart pitter-pattering because someone’s actually spoken to you, but Steve beats you to it.

“Jensen, stop fucking flirting with my girlfriend.” Steve seethes, a look of pure irritation on his face as he wraps his arm around your waist and yanks you closer, “In fact, don’t even look at her. Go stand in that fucking corner over there. No, not there. There.” He shakes his head in disapproval, watching as Jake obeys his orders, “I swear, that kid is fucking useless. God knows how he got on the team.”

“He wasn’t flirting, Steve. He was just saying hi.” You murmur, feeling bad for the guy. From what you’ve seen, Steve tends to pick on him a lot.

Heated blue eyes look down at you, “Do you want to fuck him?”

Aghast, you shake your head, “What? No! No, I don’t–”

“Then don’t fucking speak on the matter. You know you’re not allowed to talk to any other guy and they aren’t allowed to talk to you.”

You bow your head, squeaking out an apology because you don’t really want to see Steve get angry right now. And the blonde immediately relaxes once he sees your display of submission, slipping on his charming smile how one would slip on a mask, leaving you wondering how exactly it is that he does that…

Steve’s friend Thor looks friendly enough, but still intimidating with how he’s got a beer can in each hand, one of which he offers to you. And Steve doesn’t seem to have a problem with Thor speaking to you, maybe because the other alpha has a redhead next to him who he introduces as his girlfriend, Natasha.

“No, thank you.” You answer politely as the huge blond holds a beer up to your face, “I don’t drink.”

Thor rumbles with laughter, “You’re in your first year, kid – of course you don’t drink. That’ll change soon, mark my words.”

Natasha slaps her boyfriend on the chest, “Oh, shut up, babe, stop trying to act all wise.”

You gape at the two of them, waiting for Thor to reprimand her but all he does it throw his head back and laugh. You can’t believe it! How has Natasha gotten away with talking to her alpha like that? You can’t imagine ever telling Steve to shut up – he’d probably spank your ass raw before you even got the first syllable out.

Steve pulls you into a secluded corner, pushing you up against the wall, “You don’t drink, huh? I didn’t know that.”

You shake your head, “Alcohol is scary.” Your mind momentarily flits back to some of your mother’s old boyfriends, the stench of alcohol on them, how mad they would get… You blink several times to get rid of the memories, “Plus, it doesn’t taste very nice.”

“So your tolerance is probably very low, huh?” Steve licks his pink lips, grinding his hard crotch into yours and you feel your face getting hot.

“Um, I guess…”

“Bet I could give you one of those fruity drinks – a cocktail with a cute umbrella. It’d taste like juice and you’d be none the wiser…” His lips are at your ear, and you can’t understand why he’s suddenly so hard over the thought of giving you a drink. You feel his teeth grazing against your ear lobe, his hand slipping down to grab your ass, “Bet you’d be all needy and stumbling all over the place after three sips…”

“P-Please don’t do that.” The thought of being drunk in front of all these people, of not being in control of your body and conscious – you can’t think of anything worse.

“You’d be completely dependent on me,” Steve presses his hips against you again, practically humping into you as your skirt begins to ride up and you squeak and scramble to pull it back down. “I mean, you’re already completely dependent on me, but just imagine how slutty you’d become after just one drink.” He licks the shell of your ear, “I know from experience that omegas get horny when they’re drunk. Bet you’d let me fuck you right here in the middle of the party – in front of everyone.”

“N-No, don’t want that!” You mewl softly, hating how you’re soaking through your panties as you listen to his words, feel his hand grope its way up your cardigan and past your bra.

“Mm, I think you do want it.” He peppers kisses up your neck and jaw, “Maybe on top of the snooker table? And fucking Jensen would probably cry, I know how bad he wants to fuck you.”

“P-Please stop, people can see us!” You beg him when you feel his hand going up your skirt, skimming over your panties which are completely drenched.

“C’mon baby, let daddy give you a little drink. One won’t hurt,” He teases you softly, “Don’t you trust me? Don’t you trust your alpha?”

Did you trust him? You weren’t too sure, not when he’d just revealed his plan of inebriating you and fucking you on the snooker table in front of everyone. All that did was scare you and make you want to run for the hills.

“Hey Steve, Thor and the other guys are calling you.” Natasha pops up, seemingly from out of nowhere, and you can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Steve, however, looks irritated beyond belief.

“Fuck off,” He says, not even dignifying her with eye contact as he continues to kiss your neck, “Can’t you see I’m busy?”

Natasha shrugs sweetly, “The guys wanna play beer pong and they need you to make it equal teams. And anyways,” She looks at you now, “Me and your girlfriend could get ourselves better acquainted.”

“She doesn’t want to be friends with you,” Steve answers for you, and you wish he didn’t because Natasha seems – cool. And fearless, the way she’s talking to the alphas as if she’s not afraid of them. How is that even possible?

But surprisingly, he gives in. And after pressing his lips against yours in the most possessive, head-spinning kiss he’s ever given you, he makes his way over to the other end of the room, immediately declaring himself captain and handpicking his beer pong team-members.

Natasha chuckles and shakes her head, “Steve’s bossy, isn’t he? Even for an alpha.”

Your breath catches in your throat, not wanting to say anything bad about Steve. The bond you share with him has also given you an unwavering loyalty to him. But you’re also scared that if you do agree with Natasha, and it somehow gets back to Steve, that he’d be mad.

The redhead grabs your arm, “And you’re ever bit as shy as Steve is outspoken.” And then she’s tugging you towards the stairs, “C’mon, let’s go upstairs. The music’s so loud down here, I can barely hear you.”

You let her pull you upstairs, heart thudding because what if she’s mean to you? But she seems nice enough, way nicer than the other girls who fraternise with the popular alphas. You look back to take one last look at Steve, and somehow, across the room filled with people, he seems to look back at you at the same time. But then Natasha tugs you upstairs and into one of the rooms.

“This is Thor’s room, but I’m here most of the time so it’s kind of my room too.” You can tell, the room has an omega’s touch. Flowery sheets adorn the bed, as well as tons of blankets and pillows, meticulously folded and arranged. Your hands itch for your own nest, packed with your own pillows and an assortment of Steve’s clothes and, of course, Steve Junior.

“It’s nice.” You say softly.

“Mmhm,” The redhead looks you over, “Cute outfit.”

“Thank you. Although I know it’s not party appropriate.”

“It’s still cute. I could see about five different guys staring at you when you and Steve walked in earlier.”

You gulp, “That’s not true.”

Natasha flops down on her bed with a loud thud, “Girl, please. Look at yourself. You’re like an alpha’s wet dream. No wonder Steve mated you as soon as he got the chance.”

You bite your lip, scrunching your eyes shut momentarily as memories of the forced mating come rushing back. Instinctively, your hand reaches up to touch your mark, which throbs as if on cue. Suddenly, Natasha’s next to you, arm around you.

“Sorry,” She whispers, “I can tell you don’t wanna talk about that.” And then her voice brightens, and you know it’s in a bid to change the topic quickly and you’re appreciative of that, “Hey, wanna play dress-up?”

“D-Dress-up?” You swallow harshly again, looking down at your outfit which your alpha handpicked, “Steve wouldn’t want me to.”

Natasha wrinkles her nose, “So? Honey, men don’t know what they want. That’s one of the ways us ladies can control them – with our bodies, our clothes.”

“C-Control them?” The idea seems so far-fetched, almost comical. You control Steve? You can’t picture it, not in a billion years.

“Yes. For example, this preppy outfit you’ve got on now – you could have half the alphas at this party eating out of the palm of your hand with how cute you look.” Natasha walks you forward till you’re standing in front of the full-length mirror, stroking your hair as you look at your reflection, “As for Steve, I’d love to see his reaction if you wore something totally different and risqué.”

You press your lips together as you regard the idea, “I don’t think I own anything risqué.”

Natasha grins, “Don’t sweat it. I do.”

Within the next twenty minutes, Natasha has you decked out in a black bodycon dress, tight and ruched, almost like a second skin, with the neckline dipping down to reveal more than a hint of your cleavage. She’s even done your makeup: a smoky eye and berry-coloured lip. And wow, you actually feel… sexy.

“Fuck. You’re genuinely so hot.” Natasha whistles, and for a split second, this awful feeling courses through your veins. What if this is all a cruel practical joke? But Natasha’s smile looks so genuine, you can’t help but relax.

“You think so?” You ask her softly.

“I know so.”

“Thank you.”

But your confidence seems to dwindle when you and Natasha make your way downstairs once more. What if Steve didn’t like your new look? What if he yelled at you in front of everyone? Called you a slut like how he used to? You can feel your palms grow all sweaty, but the redhead pulls you back into the main room anyways.

“He’s gonna have literal hearts in his eyes, trust me.” She whispers in your ear, “I’ve worn that dress for Thor and he loves it.”

Steve’s team has won the beer pong game, and he’s currently downing a bottle in celebration when you make your way over to him. It’s crazy, but in the twenty or so minutes you’ve been upstairs, you’ve actually missed him, your body yearning for him as it always does. You tug at his sweater, wanting to feel his heavy arm around you again.

“Hey, baby, you missed the best game–” Steve cuts himself off, jaw slackening slightly before he quickly closes his mouth, blue eyes open and alert as he looks you up and down, gaze so fiery and intense, you feel like he’ll bore holes straight through your body. “What the fuck are you wearing?”

Any confidence you may have had seems to dissipate almost immediately, and you shake your head, backing away, “I-I’m sorry, I know it looks stupid. I’ll go change–”

But he grabs you, beer forgotten as the bottle clatters to the floor, and then he’s dragging you back to the secluded corner, one hand covering your cleavage and the other one tugging at the hem of your dress, trying to pull it down over your ass. You’d find it almost comical if you weren’t scared out of your mind.

“You look…” He slams you against the wall, licking his lips and it’s as if he can’t tear his eyes away from your body, looking you up and down, up and then back down again, paying special attention to your cleavage, “You look so fucking hot.”

Oh.

You barely have time to squeak out a thank you before his lips are on you, latching onto your neck and straight to his favourite spot – your mark. Tonguing it, lathering it with his saliva before grazing his teeth against it, almost as if he wants to mark you again, mark his territory.

“But I didn’t give you permission to dress like a slut, did I, omega?”

“N-No, but – Ah!” You gasp when you feel his leg between yours, parting your thighs and your already wet core throbs at the contact against the rough denim of his jeans.

“My slutty little baby omega,” Steve coos, sponging kissing up your neck as he begins to move his leg against your pussy, making you gasp and moan and whimper in the process, “You like that everyone’s staring at your hot little body, don’t you? Your body which belongs to me?” His palm collides with your ass with a loud smack, “I mean, look at Jensen, over there in his corner. Bet that little douchebag’s busted a nut in his pants after seeing you in this little outfit. Do you like that, huh? Done being all meek and shy? You like being a slutty, attention-seeking omega now?”

“N-No!” Your words keep getting caught in your throat with how good his leg feels as it drives up against your pussy, the denim catching onto your clit and creating the most delicious friction, “W-Wore it for you, Steve! Th-Thought maybe you’d like it.”

“I’d like it better on the floor,” He whispers hotly in your ear, hands coming down to rest tightly on your hips as he begins to move you on his thigh. And your body is so compliant to his hold, the dress riding up till it’s practically bunched around your waist, your panties pushed to the side by his impatient fingers, your bare pussy leaving streaks of wetness on his jeans but neither of you seem to care.

“Want me to rip this slutty dress off you, huh, omega? Embarrass you in front of everyone at this party, make you walk out of here in just your panties? Since you suddenly like to show off your body so fucking much?”

“I…I thought you’d like it – ah! – something different!” You pant.

Fear ripples through you at his threat, mingling with the pleasure already coursing through your veins as you ride Steve’s muscular thigh. The lights are dim, but you can see over his shoulder: at least five pairs of eyes are staring at what’s going on. You recognise Jake, Andy and – of course – Bucky, amongst them.

“Where’s my sweet and innocent little omega, huh?” He tweaks your nipple through the thin fabric of your dress, and you can feel your climax looming closer and closer, “Where’s daddy’s baby, who’s so shy, she didn’t want anyone seeing her body?”

You’re already fucked out, but his hypocrisy shines through – because aren’t all the dresses and skirts he makes you wear to lectures almost just as slutty? They’re just more pastel-coloured and cutesy. Oh, to understand how Steve’s mind works…

“I like this slutty dress on you, omega.” Steve presses his lips against yours, before drawing back, “But I don’t like how everyone’s staring at what’s mine.” He gives your ass another hard slap, driving you forward and making you grind your pussy harder on his leg, practically dry-humping him for all you’re worth. “But don’t worry baby, daddy’s gonna buy you more dresses like this. You can play dress-up at home, too. In the privacy of our fucking bedroom.”

He begins moving his leg, grinding it into your sensitive, soaking pussy. Your clit, so engorged with pleasure, is almost overwhelmed by the sensations, and you bite down on Steve’s shoulder to keep from moaning out loud. You can’t believe it, never in a million years did you think this would be you – getting off on Steve’s thigh in the middle of some frat party that’s in full swing.

“That’s right, baby. Make yourself cum on daddy’s thigh. Not even a drop of alcohol in you, and you’re still acting like a fucking slut. But I know deep down you’re still my cute little baby omega, who dresses in the cute outfits your daddy buys you. My sweet girl, aren’t you?”

“Mhm, yes, daddy!” You can’t help but whimper as your orgasm crashes over you, and you continue to hump against his thigh as you ride out your bliss, the entire roomful of people forgotten, the pairs of nosey eyes watching you all forgotten too in your release, moaning his name over and over as you wet the denim of his jeans even more.

“That’s my little baby,” Steve praises you, practically holding you up against the wall as you go lax in his arms, “My baby in this fucking dress with your hot fucking body on display. God, I don’t know whether to fuck you or punish you.”

Either or both, he seems to have made up his mind that the night is over. Without saying goodbye to his friends, and not even giving you a chance to say goodbye to Natasha, he half carries and half drags you out the door, and you can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, the veil of anxiety lifting off your heart as you get away from all the people.

“You really put on a show tonight, didn’t you, omega?” Steve remarks as he carries you over to his car, “Can’t wait to order some more slutty dresses for you, so you can give me a private show.” He gives you a kiss before opening the door and placing you into the passenger seat, and you smile faintly until you hear his next words:

“Oh, and you’re not allowed to speak to Natasha anymore. Clearly, she’s a bad influence on you.”

THE END

a/n: omg, someone stop me from writing poyt drabbles! but they’re so much fun to write ahhhh! forever in love with steve and omega’s dynamic, and i wanted to explore them doing normal college things like going to parties! PLEASE, please do tell me what you think! your feedback means more than the world!!! thank you so much for reading! love you guys xx

[royalsweetteaa]

C.E. MASTERLIST

Steve Rogers masterlist

Ransom Drysdale masterlist

Johnny Storm masterlist

Ari Levinson

Oneshots

Blurred lines - Professor!Ari Levinson x student!reader

Summary: your relationship with your social science professor has blurred lines and you start having feelings for him. Question is if the feelings are mutual.

Drabbles

A wanted step - Ari Levinson x reader

Summary: Ari wants you pregnant, but you have yet to have a talk about when you would stop taking your birth control pills.

Jake Jensen

Oneshots

Mama’s boy - sub!virgin!Jake Jensen x mommy!reader

Summary: You take Jake’s virginity and discover he has a mommy kink in the process.

(Idea by @whoore-for-stucky)

Hey, kitty kitty - Jake Jensen x reader

Summary: Jake comes home to a nice surprise from his kitty.

Bryce Langley

Oneshots

Just like animals - soft!dark!Bryce Langley x reader

Summary: You spend your summer vacation with your childhood friend, Bryce Langley, and learn about his new obsession of questioning morals which otherwise really shouldn’t be questioned. How will he respond when you put him to the test?

His sunflower - stepbrother!Bryce Langley x reader

Summary: After a long lasting scandalous ‘friends with benefits’ relationship with your stepbrother Bryce, you decide it’s best to put it to an end, especially now that you have another guy on your love radar.

Drabbles

Perfect like that - Bryce Langley x gf!reader

Summary: You have a body insecurity, particularly with your stomach and Bryce won’t allow it.

Andy Barber

Oneshots

Daddy replacement - sugar daddy!Andy Barber x sugar baby!reader

Summary: Andy takes care of his sugar baby who has daddy issues.

Drabbles

You’re enough - Andy Barber x depressed!reader

Summary: Andy comforts you during your lowest.

COMMON ROOM

One-shots

(threesome/polygamy/love triangle relationship)

Clever compromises - Ransom Drysdale x reader x Jake Jensen

Summary: Yours and Ransom’s sex life is almost non-existent as you’re having a hard time not feeling intimidated by Ransom during sex. He turns to Jake for good advice, but Ransom thinks more than Jake’s helpful words will be needed from him.

Shameless ménage - dark!stepfather!Andy barber x innocent!naive!reader x dark!soft!Johnny Storm

Summary: You live with two men in the house; your stepdad, - Andy Barber who had married your mother before she had passed away, and Johnny Storm, - who Andy is the Godfather of. What you once called a family was turning into a household full of malice intentions.

HCs WITH THE CEVANS CHARACTERS

cevans characters & reaction to sudden affections

(Idea by @silelda )

cevans characters & calling them ‘pretty boy’

cevans characters & catching them crying

cevans characters & life after marriage

(Idea by @femefetalelevelingup )

ce characters & reaction to Y/N flinching

cevans characters & tier list of top/bottom/switch

cevans characters & catching them masturbating

cevans characters & size differences/size kink

cevans characters & reaction to reader teasing them

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & loosing your virginity to them

cevans characters & giving your first blowjob

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & reader’s first time of using the safe word

(Idea by @elle14-blog1 )

cevans characters & reacting to pregnancy/how they will act during pregnancy period

cevans characters & having a daughter

cevans characters & huge age gap relationship

◼️ DARK HC THEMES ◼️

cevans characters & ignoring the safe word

cevans characters & unhealthy/toxic/dark behaviors

cevans characters & taking virginity of innocent/naive reader

cevans characters & having you as their basement wife trope

AU MASTERLIST

Our little farm - Farm AU ft. Bull hybrid!Ransom Drysdale x reader & bull hybrid!Ari Levinson x reader

Collaboration with @imyourbratzdoll

[holylulusworld]

Indecent Proposal (18)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Characters: Jake Jensen

Warnings: established Stucky, caring mobsters, pregnant reader, fluff, polyamory, mentions of past partners/affairs, mentions of suicide, mentions of accidents

Indecent Proposal (17.2)

Indecent Proposal masterlist

“My show,” Jake grins. He adjusts his glasses and clears his throat. This is the moment he’s been waiting for. He dreamed of becoming a permanent member of their crew. Jake knows this is his only chance to prove his worth.

“Jensen, we don’t have all day!” Bucky grunts. He can’t wait to get back to you, and the babies in your belly. 

“Alright!” Jensen grumbles. “Rumlow is damn good at hiding his secrets. There’s not much I found out about him until I dug a little deeper…or a fucking lot deeper.”

“Jake, we are losing our patience here. Did you find something or not!” Steve slams his fist onto the table. “We need to know everything about him!”

“Do you remember a woman called Dolores Donovan?” Jake dips his head to watch Bucky’s reaction. The mobster wrinkles his forehead. 

“She was one of our lovers,” Steve helps his husband out. “I think it was three or four years ago. She was a little too clingy and wanted you all for herself.”

“Oh,” Bucky nods. “That one.” He frowns deeply, recalling their last encounter with Dolores. “Didn’t she try to stab you?”

“Yup,” Steve laughs. “She wanted me dead because I was the one keeping you from falling deeply in love with her. I barely made it out alive.”

Bucky deadpans. “Steve don’t be a baby about it. She used a nail file, not a deadly weapon!”

Jake watches the two men bicker about nail files and her past lover. They laugh and joke while he tries to get their attention. “Guys, you wanted answers. Do you still want them, or can I go home?”

“Huh-sure,” Bucky clears his throat. “Go ahead. Tell us more. Why did you mention Dolores? We haven’t heard of her for years. She stabbed Stevie and left town.”

“She didn’t leave town,” Jake points at the manila folder on the desk. “Dolores drove too fast and rammed a tree. She was dead before the ambulance arrived. According to the police report, she rammed the tree on purpose.”

“Suicide?” Steve wonders. “Why? Because Bucky didn’t want to run away with her? We told her from the beginning that our affair would only ever be physical. Back then, we weren’t looking for a permanent third.”

“Well, I can’t tell you about her reasons, only what the police report says,” Jake opens the manila folder to show Steve and Bucky a picture of Dolores, their former lover. “She was a pretty girl. I get that Brock Rumlow was obsessed with her.”

“Rumlow???” Bucky and Steve say in unison. They look at each other and then at Jake. “What has that bastard to do with Dolores? He wasn’t even in town when we had an affair with her. She was just another girl we fucked.”

“He was her ex-fiancé. I told you that I tried to find out more about his past,” Jake huffs as it seems they do not appreciate his hard work. “According to my investigations, Dolores left him and the sleepy little town they lived in to find a new life in the big town.”

“Let me guess,” Steve sighs deeply. “He heard about the accident and came here to find out what happened. Rumlow read the police report and knew something must’ve happened. He decided then, that it was our fault because she couldn’t handle a sex-only relationship.”

“You summed it up,” Jake nods, and points at the next pictures. Pictures of Rumlow and Dolores before she left him. They are both smiling and look happy. “I guess he snooped around and found out that you and his ex-fiancé had an affair. He counted one and one and decided it was your fault she died.”

“If you look at it from his side, he’s not wrong,” Steve sighs deeply. “If anything happened to you or Y/N because of some guy, I’d kill them too.”

“Steve, we told her that we only want to fuck her,” Bucky yells now. He shoves the manila folder off the desk and sneers. “I’m sorry that she couldn’t handle the end of our arrangement, but she could’ve walked away that first night. We didn’t drag her out of the club and into our bed.”

“Buck—” 

“It’s true! Woman. Men. They are all over us all the time,” he’s not done. Bucky grits his teeth and snarls. “If they agree to become our plaything, they know what they get themselves into. We never made any promises.”

“We made promises to Y/N,” Steve softly says. Bucky barely loses his composure, but if he does, he’s almost feral.”

“And I intend on keeping every single one, Stevie,” he narrows his eyes. “I hope you want to keep them too.”

“Of course!” Steve hastily says. “I’d never abandon Y/N.”

Bucky pants heavily. Steve must run his hand over his husband’s back to calm him. “I’m sorry Dolores died. She was nice until she tried to ruin our marriage. I really liked her.”

“We need to increase security. If that bastard wants revenge, he’ll go after Y/N,” Steve worriedly looks at his husband. “We must protect her and our babies at all costs.”

“He could go after you too, Stevie,” Bucky cups Steve’s face. He presses his lips to Steve’s, savoring the moment. He closes his eyes, praying he won’t lose any of you. “I was the one rejecting her advances, Steve. It’s my fault if he hurts one of you.”

“We both wanted her, Buck. This is not your fault,” Steve pecks Bucky’s lips. “We couldn’t know she was having issues. I feel sorry for her too, but this doesn’t mean I will allow Rumlow to fuck with us.”

“Agreed,” Bucky murmurs against Steve’s lips. 

“I got more,” Jake clears his throat. His cheeks are flushed from watching Steve and Bucky kiss. “Do you want to hear more?”

He watches Steve and Bucky bark orders at their men. They increased security. He curses because he missed his chance.

The little rat had to sniff around and find out about his past. Well, this can’t be helped.

He will get his chance. After all this time, Steven Grant Rogers and James Buchanan Barnes will pay for what they did.

Indecent Proposal (18.2)

Tags in reblog.

[the-queen-of-hell-666]

2023 Kinktober Masterlist

I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long and rough year and I will do my best to continue this month but if I miss a day it's because of writer's block or work but anyway here is my Kinktober masterlist and what I have planned for you all, my wonderful amazing readers! I hope you like the thigh clenching, panty soaking, jean tightening thrill of smut! I hope you enjoy!

Banners by: @vase-of-lilies​

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst;  👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Semi-Public (Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Drummer!Steve Harrington x Groupie!Fem!Reader) 🔥 Day 2: Stepcest (Stepbrother!Ransom Drysdale x Stepsister!Fem!Reader)🔥🌙👿 Day 3: Size Difference (Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Petite!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥 Day 4: S&M (Masochist!Eddie Munson x Sadist!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥 Day 5: Fucking Machine (Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Fem!Reader) 🔥🕸️ Day 6: Body Worship (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader) 🔥🌙 Day 7: Stripping (Shy!Jake Jensen x Stripper!Fem!Reader) Day 8: Hate Sex (Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader) Day 9: DP in One Hole (Married!Steddie x Babysitter!Fem!Reader) Day 10: Fisting (Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader) Day 11: Pregnancy (Steve Harrington x Pregnant!Fem!Reader) Day 12: Deepthroating or Facesitting (Sub!Jake Jensen x Dom!Fem!Reader) Day 13: Orgasm Denial (Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader) Day 14: Rimming (Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader) Day 15: Glory Hole (Post TFAWS!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader) Day 16: Breeding (Dad!Thor Odinson x Mom!Fem!Reader) Day 17: Masturbation (Jim Hopper x Secretary!Fem!Reader) Day 18: Spanking (Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader) Day 19: Humiliation (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader) Day 20: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Lee Bodecker x Pirate!Fem!Reader) Day 21: Sex Toys (Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader) Day 22: Pegging (Human!Castiel x Fem!Reader) Day 23: Costumes (Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader) Day 24: Shotgunning (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader) Day 25: Daddy Kink (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader) Day 26: Virginity (Virgin!40s!Stucky x Experienced!Fem!Reader) Day 27: Titfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-sized!Fem!Reader) Day 28: Body Worship (Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader) Day 29: Breathplay (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader) Day 30: Squirting (Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader) Day 31: Bondage (Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader)

[imaginedreamwrite]

Alpha!silverfox!Steve Rogers

Asylum!Steve Rogers and nurse!Reader

Brave New World

Breathe You In

Curtis & Mousey

Jake Jensen & Pretty Girl

Jake Jensen & Princess

Lloyd & Pumpkin

Lycan!Steve Rogers & barista!Reader

Photo ask game drabbles

Silverfox!professor!Ari Levinson & his librarian

Silverfox!Bucky & Sweet Girl

Silverfox!Johnny Storm & Little flame

Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!paramedic!Bucky Barnes & Bambi

Werewolf!Ari Levinson & Sweetpea

Wildest Dreams

Six sentence smut — thick thighs, Stucky x reader

Johnny & Jake & plus-sized reader

Sugar & Spice welcome home Wednesday

Thick thighs save lives take out Tuesday

Mob!Andy & mob!Lloyd

Three reasons why…YAY Steve

Three reasons why…BB&B

Jefferson gets angry and runs off his cat familiar

Colin Shea hockey

Werewolf!Ari sleepy Sunday

Monster match-up orc!Curtis Everett

White werewolf!Bucky Barnes

Lycan!skinny!Steve Rogers

Lucas Lee university soulmate

Bucky and his ex wife (Bucky is an asshole)

Bucky loses Reader (Once Bitten, Twice Shy)

Steve x reader x Natasha (bisexual!reader)

Fae!Stucky find cat!shifter!Reader

Silverfox!Ransom Drysdale meets reader’s child

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

BT Ransom takes his omegas shopping

Chubby!Bucky takes care of Becca while reader’s gone

Demon!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Death!Bucky Barnes x life!Reader

Demon!Curtis confronts readers ex

Pipsqueak makes a good tray for Nick and the team

Fae!Jefferson and his reader go to a festival

Construction!alpha!Curtis Everett

Nick introduces pipsqueak to his teammates

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

Kitty!Reader is saved and housed by fae!Curtis, her defender when Jefferson comes to collect her

Ceo!Ari meets plus-sized!Reader at her bakery

Alpha!biker!Steve and alpha!biker!Ari meet pregnant!omega!Reader

Chris Evans (rpf) x pregnant!one night stand!Reader

Demon!Curtis teases reader

Here’s Your Perfect (drabble)

Ari is in a rut, Ice Princess has to help him out

Werewolf!Curtis Everett meets his luna!Reader at his work

Soft!dark!Steve Rogers and his wife

Soft!dark!mob!Steve Rogers and his wife

Jake Seresin gets protective

Silverfox!biker!Steve meets Ladybug

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis meets his bride at the airport

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis & reader sleep together for the first time

Bucky meets Steve’s assistant (HFY)

Cop!Andy Barber x arrested!Reader — how they meet

A/b/o angst

Silverfox!lawyer!Andy Barber

Silverfox!mob!Steve Rogers

Werepanther!Andy Barber gets set up with human!Reader

Merman!Curtis Everett x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!Steve Rogers x Ladybug

Werewolf!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Fae!Ransom Drysdale x human!Reader

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis gives reader a sad goodbye

[onsunnyside]

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒 & 𝐂𝐎.

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬/𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (& 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬)

Note: these drabbles are not related to any of my series, for those story-specific drabbles, please check the series masterlist !! Some of these drabbles are also from my celebrations/parties. [smut = *]

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 — Do not plagiarize, copy, repost/republish, adapt or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third party sites. My blog is 18+, so minors DNI. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel, etc.). All my works are fiction and may be dark or have triggering content: read all warnings before proceeding.

˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ | 𝐒𝐎𝐋 | 𝐂.𝐄. & 𝐂𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

「 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐒 」

tipsy chris*

chris and kinks*

wildest place (ft. Andy, Steve, Ari)*

#the neighbourhood dilf au (tag)

as pleasant as possible (ft. Steve, Andy, Chris, Ari)*

dad’s best friend!Chris Evans teaches you golf*

Chris finds out you’re pregnant

𝐒𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬: In His Pocket: III snippet | Holy Grail: Ch.2 snippet | Won’t You Drip My Way? snippet

「 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 」

Tarzan!Steve

captain hydra

personal trainer!Steve

wildest place (ft. Andy, Chris, Ari)*

as pleasant as possible (ft. Steve, Andy, Chris, Ari)*

dbf!Stucky come over for Easter (ft. Bucky Barnes)*

dark!Steve Rogers x innocent!bunny!reader ft. ex con!Ransom Drysdale & ex con!Andy Barber (hybrid breeding industry fic aka steve is involved in it and a big boss daddy/kingpin)*

CEvans!characters x bunny!reader (ft. Ari, Ransom)*

𝐒𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬: [snippet!] | Feral!Reader x Steve AKA Third Eye [part 2] snippet [part 1 snippet]

「 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 」

#professors stucky au (tag)

dbf!Stucky come over for Easter*

「 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐑 」

sundress kink*

wildest place (ft. Chris, Steve, Ari)*

single dad!Andy online dating

as pleasant as possible (ft. Steve, Andy, Chris, Ari)*

professor!Andy Barber x brat!reader (ft. guest lecturer!Ari Levinson)*

best friend’s dad!swim coach!andy is breath control training swimmer!reader by having the reader blow him underwater* boyfriend’s dad!Andy finds out you’re pregnant (not set in Cruel)

「 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄 」

ex-con!Ransom

sex pollen

CEvans!characters x bunny!reader (ft. Ari, Steve)*

「 𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍 」

tied up with ari | married to ari

wildest place (ft. Andy, Steve, Chris)*

somno with best friend’s dad!Ari*

as pleasant as possible (ft. Steve, Andy, Chris, Ari)*

dark-ish!dilf neighbour!Ari Levinson x pastor’s daughter!reader*

CEvans!characters x bunny!reader (ft. Steve, Ransom)*

guest lecturer!Ari Levinson x brat!reader (ft. professor!Andy Barber)*

trophy wife!reader x dilf!Ari Levinson��|  milf!reader | Ari is jealous

christmas with stepdad!Ari Levinson*

boyfriend’s dad!Ari*

club owner!Ari Levinson facefucks you* |  #club owner ari au

fiancé!Ari Levinson finds out your deepest desires (ft. fiancé’s best friend!Curtis Everett)*

Halloween chase kink with Ari Levinson & dark!Ari Levinson kidnaps you to be his precious pet* (implied/mentioned)

sleazy porn director!Ari Levinson x naive newbie!reader by bestie @geniedetails <3* 

cult leader!Ari Levinson

professor!Lloyd Hansen & professor!Ari Levinson: good dom, bad dom*

Officer!Ari on Halloween

「 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 」

roommate!Jake Jensen finds bunny!reader in heat*

「 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓 」

big mean Curtis stumbling upon a defenseless bunny!reader | see tag #hunter Curtis AU for asks

dad’s best friend!Curtis Everett at his hunting lodge*

「 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌 」

「 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐀 」

「 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐑 」

「 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑 」

frank picks up a teaching gig

「 𝐁𝐑𝐘𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐘 」

dark!ex!Bryce Langley chasing you through the woods*

「 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 」

dad's assistant!Dennis x bratty!reader

「 𝐌𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐘 」

「 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 」

「 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋 」

「 𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍 」

mr. Easter!Lloyd Hansen (soft dark, teacher!reader)*

You go to a Halloween carnival with your boyfriend.*

stepdad!Lloyd Hansen got with your family for business but wants to knock you up*

petplay with Lloyd Hansen |  #petplay au

boyfriend’s stepdad!Lloyd Hansen (ft. boyfriend!Ransom Drysdale)*

Lloyd’s kinks (#kinky lloyd):

dacryphilia* |   knife play* |  gunplay* |   exhibitionism* |  mhm balls* |  you’re needy*

he corrupts you* |  he takes you on vacation*

Prisoner!Lloyd (#prisoner!lloyd): concept |  in his cell* 

pervy gymnast coach!Lloyd Hansen x innocent!reader alone at the gym* |  through your leotard* | punishment: stationary bike* 

professor!Lloyd Hansen & professor!Ari Levinson: good dom, bad dom*

by the Lloyd Hansen enthusiast anon: sneaking onto Lloyd’s private beach* |  you fuck up a mission*

「 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 」

CEvans!characters x bunny!reader (ft. Ari, Ransom, Steve)*

as pleasant as possible (ft. Steve, Andy, Chris, Ari)*

professor Barber x brat!reader x guest lecturer!Ari Levinson*