#alpha!thor x omega!reader

[justjams2003]

Between two Gods: 3-Breeding

It seems like I'm only ever working on projects that you guys can't read yet. So, while you all wait, here is another part of the BtG series. (Yes, it's a series now!)

Paring: Alpha!Thor Odinson x Omega!Reader x Alpha! Clark Kent

Summary: After being cooped up for weeks, you take an unauthorised trip. Unfortunately, you're caught in your heat in the middle of a grocery store.

Warnings: A/B/O, mating, breeding, threesome, oral sex (both male and female receiving) P in V. Mxm, mxmxw, afab!reader, possessive!Thor, possessive!Clark, guys kissing, rutting, knotting

Word Count: 1,6k words

Part 1-Part 2

You consider it an overreaction; your mates consider it just. How were you supposed to know? Your heat wasn’t expected to happen for another week! And you were beyond frustrated sitting at home alone all day.  

With their busy working schedules and the occasional off-planet endeavours, they vowed that at least one of them would be home. And in the mornings, you would kiss the one (or both) that are home goodbye. They had you on strict house arrest after admitting you’re ready for pups.  

 You had stopped taking the heat blockers the day you quit your job. Although both your mates insisted that you didn’t need it. But working a job in a lab surrounded only by men, you begged to differ. And now your mates have you sitting here waiting for your heat.  

However, with each passing day you grew antsy and today you decided enough was enough. It would be quick, less than a few hours you’re sure of it. You had a meeting with your realtor, (after Thor and Clark had been putting it off) then you’d go to the store. Just for some snacks.  

Now, you’re starting to regret it. You can feel the sweat run down your back and the freezer aisle does little to help. Not to mention the hum and the buzzing lights and the smell of raw meat are so overwhelming to your senses. You feel ready to throw up with sensory overload and guilt above all else.  

You should have listened to them! There’s always a reason for everything they do. They were thinking straighter than you and should’ve known, better than you, that your first heat off the pills would be out of schedule. Now, you’re stuck, feeling as though you’re being boiled from the inside out.  

A groan escapes you and you can’t help but lean on the deep freeze. Eventually, your knees give in and you find yourself on the floor. You fumble with your phone, but you can feel your thighs clench when you hear Clark’s voice. “My love?” All you can do is whimper into the phone. You can hear him shuffle.  

“I’ll be right there. Try to find a bathroom and hide.” His instructions are clear and his use of his Alpha voice made your body move so much easier. You abandon your shopping cart, seeing the men in the aisle already staring at you and the cramps are already coming.  

Though the farthest you seem to be able to make it is just around the corner behind the shopping centre. You groaned, not only in pain but frustration too. This is not where you wanted this to happen. Not next to the garbage bin and the manhole.  

One of the perks of having superhero mates is their sheer speed. You know it’s Clark by the mating bond throbbing along with the well in your legs. You can feel his big hands wrap around you and pull you closer to his body. “How’d you find me?” You ask, wrapping your legs around his waist.  

You can’t help but rub yourself against him, like a dog looking for any sort of friction. You can feel his cock ready to fuck you silly and his nose in your neck. “I could smell you from the other side of the world.” He explains with a deep inhale on your mating gland.  

“Hold on.” Clark commands, but you know good and well that he and Thor would be dead before they dropped you. And luckily for you, you were home before you even realised you were in the air. All you feel is the bed and pillows all around you.  

Not that it’s enough, the usually soft sheets now feel like nails to your skin. “Please, Alpha, please,” you mutter out, reaching out to Clark but he seems to be fighting with himself. The kitchen counter of your bachelor flat is getting the grunt of it, being left in pieces on the floor.  

“I can’t, I’m sorry little omega.” Superman paces between you and abusing the kitchen aisle. You turn onto your stomach, burying your nose into their cushion. You can feel your hips roll onto the sheets. Your legs quiver and your hands travel your own body.  

You can feel the slick between your legs and the damn pool you’ve made on the bed. Your gushy inside barely reacts to your own fingers anymore, spoiled by your mates' thick digits and fat cocks. Your hair sticks to your sweaty forehead, there seems to be no end to the fever working its way through your body.  

“Kal...”  

You swear you can hear his teeth grinding. Your smell is driving him crazy, but he made a promise to Thor. This promise is getting harder and harder to keep. His instincts are driving him crazy, screaming at him more than ever to break you apart. To make you swell with his seed.  

It seems Rao heard him because the next second Thor slams open the door. He can see the absolute state Clark is in.  He grabs him by the neck and their tongues combine. “God, she smells divine,” Thor mutters, dropping his hammer with a loud thud.  

The noise makes you jump and then turn on your back again. “You can have her first. A prize for waiting, for being such a good little boy.” Thor peppers kisses and bites on Kal’s mating gland. Then he gives him a good smack on the ass, and the Kryptonian wastes no time.  

He rips each layer of his clothes off. His suit is discarded just as quick as he removes your clothes. Clark’s nose is in between your thighs. He laps up your sweet and overpowering smell. His cool tongue on your hot core makes you gasp.  

You clench your thighs shut, or at least try to. You fail spectacularly, his arms are like a cage and there is no way to escape. Each breath on your sizzling mound and a lick of your sticky insides cools and fuels your heat. Your hand grabs his curls and pushes him in closer, anything for more.  

Meanwhile, Thor carefully takes off each of his many layers of armour. His cock is hard as a rock, he can’t take his eyes off you. You can tell too. Seeing his dick spring free from his tight Asgardian armour makes your core pull tighter.  

The Kryptonian can tell too. His tongue is buried deep into you and his nose hits your clit just right. Soon, you’re gushing all over his face and he eats it up. Your eyes are lidded after your loud needy moans of release. Thor takes you by the chin, “Just look at that face, pretty boy.” 

The man with the dark hair lets out a chuckle. He then grabs you by the waist and flips you over. Clark brings up your ass so that you’re on your hands and knees. He places kisses down your back and you can feel his cock teasing your slit.  

“You can’t possibly think we’re done.” He coos at you, taunting your clit. Not to mention, Thor’s huge dick is at the cusp of your lips. His hand is wrapped around your hair, waiting for Kal to make the first move. As soon as he does, you’re penetrated from both sides.  

Tears fill your eyes as Thor hits the back of your throat. They’re so intertwined with each other; their rhythms match perfectly. Your heat makes every part of you so sensitive. You can feel them so deep inside you and it feels like heaven itself. And somehow, they still manage to make out over you while thrusting into you.  

Their heavy hands and wet, dirty words send you over the edge. You clench tighter around Clark and can feel how he too cums within you. How he paints your walls with his seed. His knot grows as his feathers of white-hot liquid flow from him.  

Thor too continues his mission of face-fucking you until he loses himself. He forces you to swallow his sickly-sweet seed. Over and over until you’re overflowing from the top. Luckily Clark’s knot keeps his litres of cum inside of you.  

“Don’t worry, Princess, soon you’ll be round with our seed.” Thor coos pulling out and watching as you splutter on his cum. “Don’t forget, she still needs to be punished,” Kal replies, still rutting into your womb. “What for?” The Prince asks, not knowing about you going out.  

“This one went on a little field trip. I can still smell that fucking realtor on you. And you know we want you only eating organic.” Their conversation seems so casual. As if Clark isn’t balls deep inside you. Thor’s brows furrow, “You went to talk to that man without us?”  

The god’s eyes grow dark, “You’re right, pretty boy. He smells fucking vile.” Thor grabs you by your hair and pulls you up to meet his now stormy eyes. You have no response for him, only batting your thick eyelashes. “As soon as she’s bred, I’m taking her to Asgard.”  

The other alien nods in agreement. “You too, I want you both under watch.” Thor commands, not expecting disagreement. “The people of earth-” Clark goes to fight, still feeling bonded by duty. “The mortals will be taken care of. There are many other guardians here.” The god uses his Alpha voice, making things final. 

“Well look at that, little omega, looks like we’re going to space.” Clark sighs out, finally pulling out of you. He stuffs pillows underneath your stomach and ass. Making sure to keep the cum deep inside you.  

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

A Loving Husband

🍓A/n🍓 → Hello, my 🍓little strawberries🍓! I know I’ve been gone for a long time. I will be graduating soon! So, now I’ll have time to complete some work! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic.

⚡Pairing(s)⚡→ Alpha Thor Odinson x Omega Male Reader ⚡Rating⚡→ Explicit ⚡Request⚡→ Yes ⚠Warnings⚠→ Top Thor Odinson, bottom omega male reader, omegaverse, praise kink, slight spanking, blowjob (M! Reader receiving, biting, anal sex, cockring, overstimulation, and breeding kink

Word Count → 1.5k

Summary: Your heat came in full force, and your mate/husband, Thor Odinson knows what to do.

Read Before Continuing → If you are younger than 18 or any warnings make you uncomfortable, DO NOT CONTINUE reading! You may continue reading if there are no problems!

You could only whine and groan in pain, heat coursed through your body as you gripped the sheets, sweat running down your forehead. Even though you were naked, it was still too hot. Your cock leaked precum, slick dripping, and gushing out of your ass. 

Stroking your cock was not enough. No matter how many times you orgasmed, the cum coating your chest was not enough. You needed your mate, your alpha to satisfy your desire. Just the thought of his muscular body and his musky alpha smell made you gush more precum and slick. You continued stroking your cock and fingering your ass at the thought.

Then the door opened and Thor walked into the room, he was instantly hit with the smell of his mate in heat. The God of Thunder could feel his cock beginning to become erect as he saw you withering, your body glistening with sweat, cock red, and throbbing, and your tight hole clenching and gushing slick. 

At the sight of your husband, you immediately presented yourself. You were turning around, getting on all fours, arching your back, and spreading your legs to give Thor a perfect view. 

“T-Thor… I-I need you.” You whimpered as you enticed your mate to mount and fuck you onto cloud nine.

“Love, why didn’t you call me?” Thor says as he approaches you, stripping his clothes off. 

Looking back, you could see Thor's muscular body, his defined abs and pecs being the most noticeable and those arms were to die for. Your cock throbbed more from the sight,  plus your mate’s musky smell was making you more submissive and horny. 

“I would’ve come right away if you had called me,” Thor says as he flips you over onto your back and starts kissing your neck slowly moving down to your crotch, giving small kisses and bites along the way.

You let the man continue his kisses until you felt Thor’s wet tongue licking your throbbing cock. The sensation was tingling as your sensitive cock was swallowed by the warmth of Thor’s mouth, the blonde man groaned as he gulped down your precum. 

Thor’s mouth was sucking and licking your cock, one hand massaging your swollen balls, and the other rimming your hole. Suddenly, you felt two of his fingers slowly pushing in. 

“Fuck…” Thor mumbled as his fingers were coated with your slick. A squelching sound echoed throughout the room, and the sounds of your whining and moans got louder. 

Clenching the sheets and toes curling in, you move one hand down to grip Thor’s head and start slamming into his mouth. You could hear him gagging on your cock and drooling as you thrust into his mouth.

As Thor drools on your cock, his fingers push deeper. Your chest heaves and your grip tightens, signaling your fifth orgasm. As you come down from your high, Thor pulls away, his breathing slows as he pulls his fingers out.

“W-why… d-did you stop?” You whine as you try to start stroking your arching cock only for Thor to smack your hand. He didn’t respond. His piercing blue eyes stared into yours as he licked his fingers clean of your slick. You could hear him moaning at the taste before he responded to your question.

“Because… I want to see you cum on my cock. Want to see you turn into a cock slut, you being the slutty omega that you are.” Thor growls as he moves over to the nearby nightstand and pulls out a cockring. You whine as he slowly puts it on your cock, preventing you from cumming.

His blue eyes stared into your e/c eyes before he pulled your body closer to his. The blonde man then moves his body between your legs, the missionary position, his favorite. You could feel his large cock rimming around your throbbing wet entrance.

“Are you ready?” Thor asks as his throbbing cock leaks precum, mixing with your slick. His chest heaves as he waits for his cock to be swallowed by the tight heat of your ass. You nod your head desperately, even pushing backward, trying to take Thor’s cock into your ass. 

You could feel the blunt head of the blonde man’s cock pushing past the muscle rim. As the pressure increases, your breath becomes shaky. Thor grips your hips as he tries not to hurt you. The pressure ends when your rim gives in and you feel the swelling flesh of Thor’s cock sinking into you. 

The room becomes filled with the moans and groans of both men. Thor stops momentarily, but you give him the consent to continue pushing deeper. “T-Thor… s-so deep inside me!” You moan as the air leaves your lungs. Your sobs of pleasure fill the room as Thor hilts inside you, your ass squeezing and spasming around the blonde man’s thick cock. 

“Fuck… even though I’ve stretched this tight ass, you’re still tight as a virgin, boy.” Thor groans, his eyes rolling back at the feeling of your hot ass tightening around him. You look at Thor with pure euphoria and satisfaction and with that “fuck me like a slut” look. 

Thor did not waste any more time, pulling halfway out before thrusting back into your ass. The loud squelching sound rang through the room. The blonde man was enchanted by your facial expressions as he stared down at you, your tear-stained and flustered face twisted with fulfillment. 

“So fucking tight… luckiest man in the world to have such a slutty husband.” Thor groans, his breathing becoming more labored, his thrust becoming firmer and faster. The God of Thunder’s cock is coated with your excess slick – so much that with each thrust, slick spills down your crack. He could feel your hands move to grope his ass.

“Fuck yeah… love it when you grope my ass,” Thor said, hoarse and low as he continues fucking your ass. He looks down to see your cock– all red and throbbing. Suddenly, your moans got louder as you could feel Thor��s cock slamming into your prostate. Thor notices and makes sure to angle himself to keep hitting that spot. 

“T-Thor! Please… please! I need to cum!” You whine and cry. You needed to cum, your body was overwhelmed with too much pleasure. The cockring was doing its job perfectly, preventing you from having another orgasm. However, the overstimulation was too much and Thor debated what to do. 

“Be a good boy and cum for me,” Thor says as he removes the cockring, giving you a chance. It did not take more than one thrust before you came. 

Your loud moan echoed throughout the tower, white cum spraying all over your chest, some even landing on your face. Thor groans at the sight, seeing you coated with cum.

“Fuck… I’m close!” *Thor growls as his thrust gets sloppier and slower. You took that opportunity to clench around him— trying to milk his large cock of all its potent cum, causing the blonde man’s panting to become more intense. 

“Fuck!” Thor moaned as he gave one final thrust. You grabbed Thor’s ass cheeks to push him deeper, causing you both to give out loud moans. The feeling of Thor’s cum flooding your asshole was euphoric as his sticky load painted your insides. 

Both of you panting, Thor’s body collapsing onto yours, his cock now flaccid. You could hear him panting in your ears as he slowly pulled out with a loud gushing sound. He groans at the sight of his cum oozing out of your gaping ass and he rolls over to lay next to you.

“You’ve been such a good boy,” Thor says as he kisses your cheek. As his hand moves down over your stomach, he can only imagine seeing his spawn growing inside you.

You whine happily,  but you aren’t done yet. Your hand snakes down to Thor’s crotch and starts stroking the blonde man’s cock. The man groans as you stroke his cock back to an erect position.

“I’m still in heat. Ready for round two?” You groan as you reposition yourself on his lap. 

Unbeknownst to you both, someone was watching stroking his cock to the sight. “God fucking damn…” the stranger groans as he pinches his nipples.

THE END!

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[fatkish]

How the different Avengers take care of a sick Omega Reader

The Alphas:

Bucky-

it depends on when you get sick.

If he’s still on the run then he rarely ever leaves the your side. The only time he does is to get food. He’d buy fruits, white bread, white rice, and other easy to digest foods. He’d probably skin and boiled some apples before mashing them up to make applesauce

He definitely doesn’t trust anyone to help his omega. Would definitely feed you by hand and be waiting on you constantly. Barely ever lets you leave your nest

If you’re feeling weak then he’ll help you get around and help you bathe. He’ll cuddle with you and make sure you’re drinking water. He’ll always have a large bowl or bucket nearby in case you puke

If it’s after he reunites with Steve and spends time in Wakanda

He’ll immediately alert whoever, either Friday or someone in Wakanda depending on where you guys are

He’ll allow Bruce or whoever to look you over and give you medicine but he will be hovering around watching

Treats whatever the doctors say as gospel and makes sure to follow it. If you want a food that the doctors didn’t specify say was okay then you’re not getting it

Might let Steve look after you if needed

Loki-

How he goes about caring for his omega depends on whether he’s on earth or Asgard

King. Of. Comfort. Is your nest too small? Don’t worry you can have the entire floor if necessary. Blankets not soft enough? He’s getting you the most luxurious and soft blankets ever. Lights too bright? He’s about to fight the fucking sun. There is nothing this man won’t do for his omega

Would personally oversee the chefs who make your meals by using a clone if you’re on Asgard. If you’re on earth then he’s constantly backseat driving while either Bruce, Wanda or Pepper cook for you. They’re the only people he trusts to not poison you accidentally

He would cook your food himself but he wants the best for you and his cooking isn’t. Also, he doesn’t want to leave your side while you’re not feeling well

If you have to take medicine that you don’t like then he’s going to find a way to get it in you. Doesn’t matter the method, if you need this medicine you’re getting this medicine even if he has to trick you or seduce you

If you’re sore or tired and need a bath then he’s more than happy to help. He’ll carefully wash your hair and skin, making sure not to get soap in your eyes. He’s careful not to jostle you too much in case you’re feeling queasy

If you’re having trouble keeping things down then he’ll hold your hair back and sit with you by the toilet. If you’re crying from the constant vomiting then he’ll rub your back and softly sing to you to comfort you

If your nest doesn’t feel right then he’ll gladly be your proxy and build your nest for you as you tell him where to put things. It doesn’t matter how many times he has to repeat the process, as long as you’re comfortable

If you’re just an overall emotional mess then he’ll be more than happy to comfort you in your time of need. If you’re just so sick of feeling sick he might put a sleep spell on you so you don’t have to suffer, he’ll watch over you and make sure you come out feeling better

Thor-

Giant. Puppy. Energy. He will cuddle with you, bring you food, watch tv with you. Whatever makes you feel better, he’s down for it

You want to snuggle and have skin to skin contact? Move over, he’s already lost his clothes and doesn’t mind snuggling. You’re self conscious because you’re sweaty, your hair is a mess, you look like shit? He only sees the most beautiful omega ever and he’s more than happy to prove it to you

Whatever food you need he’s gonna get. If he has to fly across the world just to get these one chips you like only to return and you throw up after eating them, he doesn’t care. As long as it’s to help you, he’ll do whatever he needs to

You want to steal his cape and use it in your nest? He already put it there. The world needs saving, eh, there’s always tomorrow, right now his omega needs him

If you’re fussy and a pain when your sick, he doesn’t mind, you don’t feel well so he’s happy to let you do whatever you need to make you feel better

He’ll tell you stories about his childhood and his adventures as you lay your head on his chest and try to rest

He’ll bring you the fluffiest blankets for your nest and help you build it too, all he wants is for his omega to get better

Steve Rodgers-

Having spent over a decade being sick in the past, he’s no stranger to being ill. He might not be an omega anymore but he knows and remembers what helped him

He’ll make old family recipes just for you, he’ll use everything he remembers from being sick. Cold damp towel on your forehead to help ease the fever, warm blankets and easy to digest meals

He’s more than happy to feed you if you need it. If you can’t keep things down then he’s already got the puke bucket ready for you by your side

If nothing works then he’s happy to do some research even if he struggles with it

Will gladly let Bruce look you over and give you a checkup. If you need medicine and you hate the way it tastes he’ll use every trick in the book to get you to take the medicine. Afterwards he’ll give you praise and lots of snuggles

He’ll help you bathe but he’ll definitely be shy about it. He has to clean your crotch and chest? His face is red as he looks away but he’s gentle and thorough making sure you get clean

If you have an accident like throwing up on yourself because you couldn’t reach the bucket or the toilet fast enough and your embarrassed, he’ll smile softly and reassure you that whatever you did, he’s probably done at least twice. He’ll even tell you embarrassing stories about himself and have Bucky join in if it makes you feel better

Bruce/Hulk-

There’s only one thing these two can agree on and it’s that they love/care about you

The moment Bruce realizes you’re sick, he goes full mother hen mode. Partially because he himself is an omega, but also because it’s the doctor in him. He brings you to his lab or he brings his equipment to you and does whatever tests he needs

Hulk will be yelling at him in his head the entire time to let him out so he can take care of you while Bruce does his check up on you

Bruce somehow manages to convince Hulk to let him run the tests so he can make sure your condition is nothing serious. Once they both know that it’s just the flu and you won’t die or need some exotic/fancy treatment then Bruce relents and allows Hulk to care for you

Hulk is definitely a cuddler, he climbs into your nest and lets you use him as a bed. He’s got his arms around you and holds you keeping you warm. C’mon, the guys practically a giant gamma powered heater

Hulk will wrap you up in a blanket burrito and purr to you, Hulk can be surprisingly soothing and he holds nothing back, he knows he can’t smash the germs making you sick, so he provides moral support while your body fights

Hulk listens to Bruce’s instructions on how to care for you and make you food. If his form is too inconvenient then he’ll let Bruce handle the intricate things like cooking or getting your medicine

Bruce has a Hulk sized tub so Hulk can bathe, Hulk helps you and is gentle with you as he washes your hair and body. Makes sure you’re nice and dry using his big towel

Hulk gently rubs your back as you puke and holds your hair back. He doesn’t like seeing you so miserable

If you want to watch movies then Hulk will cuddle with you even if you fall asleep and he hates the movie, anything for his omega

The Betas:

Scott Lang-

This sweet baby is immediately on his feet and worried for you

He might not be an alpha but that has nothing to do with how much he loves/cares for you

This lovable goofball is running around like a chicken with his head cut off at the first sign of the sniffles

Will definitely get the ants to help clean the house and make sure to sanitize everything so that the germs are gone

If you’re puking then he’ll braid your hair and put it in a bun so it’s out of the way, he has a daughter so his papa instincts are in full swing

He helps you get in and out of your nest, bringing you whatever you need and making sure you’re warm and cozy

If you’re feeling down or tired of being sick then he’s more than happy to cheer you up. Cue the magic tricks and playing rockband with the ants

He’s more than happy to cuddle with you if it makes you feel better, anything for you

He doesn’t mind if your nose is stuffed or runny, he’s got plenty of tissues and even makes a game of seeing how many he can throw in the trash from afar

Tony Stark-

Now he knows he’s not the best with caring for sick people but as the team’s omega, which he personally recruited, he takes his job seriously

He’ll have Bruce look you over and make sure it’s just the flu before making sure that you have everything you need

If you specifically want him to snuggle with you then move over, he’s snuggling but your watching a movie too

He’ll have either Jarvis or Friday monitor you so he can ensure that you’re eating and staying hydrated. If you’re puking they’ll alert him so he can make sure you get easy to digest meals

He’ll watch bad movies with you so the both of you can roast the movie. For example: an old sci/fi with terrible visual effects that he’ll keep commenting on. That or you’ll watch YouTube videos of people failing and doing stupid stuff

He’ll gladly order whatever you need no matter how ridiculous, if a dozen dancing cacti make you feel better, you’re going to get double

You’re not allowed to move from your nest unless it’s to use the bathroom. He’s very controlling but in a loving sense. You don’t move to get anything, that’s why he’s here, he’ll get what you need so don’t move

He almost becomes like a worried parent, constantly hovering over the line of ‘its just a bruise’ and ‘everyone panic! It’s the return of the plague’. He’s constantly a mix between relaxed and incredibly worried

[syntheticavenger]

Splinter - Three

Two

Dark! Alpha! Thor x Omega! Female Reader

Word Count: 3K

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, world building, Alpha/Omega dynamics, intimidation. We get some Breakable and Fragile mixed in here as well. I know I said the last part was going to be tame and this is… sort of tame but we’ve lit a match for sure with this powder keg.

Summary | Your dream job provides prestige, security and a chance to shape your future. When one little mistake leads to Thor saving you in a time of crisis, his past promise comes back to haunt you.

As if on cue, the three warriors bow to you, Paloma’s eyes widening as her hand covers her heart. They place their fists on their chests, tapping twice. You’ve seen it once before, a long time ago in Asgard.

What she finds as a sweet gesture, you know the importance of what it means.

An unbroken promise.

“It’s been a long while,” Volstagg says with a heavy nod. “You’ve done well for yourself. A peacekeeper in a time of uncertainty. Much like our Thor. He’s taught you well.”

The trio laughs, Paloma joining in before your eyes narrow at his comment.

“He did not teach me to be a peacekeeper. I know my own way.”

Their laughter ceases at your censure, Paloma clearing her throat to try to ease the tension. It’s obvious that she’s enthralled with the men in front of her. They look massive standing next to her, their eyes still on you.

“They’ll make sure you’re safe,” Paloma reminds you, giving you a careful gaze of a reminder to not lose your temper. “That reminds me… there’s a dinner tomorrow, I believe the Ambassador to Sakaar has invited you to a dinner to discuss their opportunity to bring sanctions to the Scrappers.”

”Sakaar,” Hogun repeats, turning his head at the mention. “What do they want with you?”

Before you have a chance to answer, Paloma rushes in.

“The Sakaarians have a bit of a problem with people being stranded on their planet,” she says quickly. “With the creation of the IDD, the Intergalactic Diplomacy Division, they are looking at a possible goodwill tour of how they are perceived in the general universe.”

“Does Thor know about this?” Volstagg questions.

“No,” you answer. “And he doesn’t need to know because there will be a full security detail, including yourselves apparently, to make sure that the meeting does not go off the rails.”

”Sakaarians,” Fandral repeats to Volstagg. “They’re not to be trusted.”

”Well,” you say loudly, interrupting their side conversation. “Since you’re deemed to keep me safe, be on your guard then. But I’m going. This is my job, you’re here to keep me safe at my job and that is that.”

Their silence unnerves you when you continue down the hallway, hearing Paloma clap her hands together before speaking.

”Shall we order take out?”

⚡️

“The Intergalactic Diplomacy Division is kicking off the first of their initiatives, created by President Miriam Sharpe to attend to the universe’s complex societies after they were first discovered over ten years ago. Congress voted to create the division after much speculation surrounding trades with other planets,” a news reporter says, Steve looking up at the TV.

”I don’t like it,” Steve says, crossing his arms over his chest. “Since when does the government lean into diplomacy?”

“Since you decided to ignore everything about the Sokovia Accords,” Clint reminds him.

“Didn’t make sense then and it doesn’t now,” Steve counters. “What about her?”

He points to you, standing next to a senator and a person identified as a Zehoberi, a green skinned man wearing a formal suit as you smile for the camera as they sign a declaration of peace.

Thor doesn’t look up from what he’s doing, reading a message from Fandral before he hears his name being called again.

“Let her believe that she is creating peace in worlds that I know will never see it,” Thor says with a shrug. “What is the harm?”

”First the Zehoberi,” Clint chimes in. “Then what, the Sakaarians? They’re next on the list, aren’t they? They shake hands with the Kree and -”

”It won’t happen,” Thor snaps. “She wouldn’t betray us, meeting with the Kree.”

“Does she know the history? With Steve’s wife stepping down from her director spot, the job hasn’t been filled. Not for lack of Fury trying. All these threats,” Clint reminds him, slapping a hand on Thor’s back. “Makes sense this diplomacy division is suddenly created if we’re trying to scramble to make sure every society is on their best behavior.”

”That’s our job,” Steve replies, meeting Thor’s gaze. “She’d tell you if she met with any of them, wouldn’t she, Thor?”

”She has a security detail,” Thor answers with a simple shrug. “They’ll tell me before she does.”

Steve seems to relax for a moment, Thor showing him his phone as there is a picture of you sitting down and going over a stack of reports, Volstagg in the background. Your expression is tense, your eyes focused on the giant man sitting behind you.

”Warriors Three,” Steve says with a smile. “Why didn’t you say so?”

⚡️

At the knock of the door, you open it to find Hogun standing in front of you. He says nothing at first, giving you a once over before he finally speaks.

“For your event tonight, will the Sakaarians accompany you there or are they sending you transportation?” He asks.

“I have my own,” you reply, Hogun nodding at your response. He seems a little relieved but you know there is more under the surface of his calm demeanor.

“Do you think it’s wise to meet with them? Sakaarians do business with the Kree.”

“This isn’t about the Kree. This is about the Sakaarians trying to make amends for the people who have been stranded on their planet.”

“Stranded,” Hogun repeats. “Is that what you think?”

“It’s what I know. Scrappers drop them off at a planet and the Sakaarians are forced to take care of them. It is a strain on their resources but they continue to do so out of goodwill.”

“Forced to take care of them? Is that what the ambassador told you? You are a smart woman. I would have expected you to do your own research.”

“Asgardians have an understandable grudge against the Kree that goes back centuries, maybe more. Sakaarians may do business with the Kree but I’m not sitting down with the Kree, am I?”

“Not yet,” Hogun counters. “Not that it would matter. I highly doubt you would kowtow to the Kree, even if you and Thor are no longer together.”

“Is that why you’re guarding me? To make sure I stay in line?”

Hogun stands at his full height, giving you a hard look.

“I have to tell him you’re meeting with the Sakaarians.”

“No,” you snap, shaking your head. “You do it and you’re no longer part of my security detail.”

“We don’t answer to you. We answer to Thor, who provided us to keep you safe. When he tells us that we can go, we’ll go. But he’ll want to know that you’re determined to meet with them.”

“Determined?” You echo. “It’s my job, Hogun. I’m sorry that you can’t understand that. I’ve worked for years to get to where I am and I’m not letting anyone, not even an Asgardian God, stop me from what I’ve worked for. Tell him that.”

“Does the Ambassador know about your designation? They are a sensitive sort, nearly primitive in a way. You might want to think about that as Paloma has blocked out your calendar for next week, hasn’t she? Thor has made it clear he wants to help you. I can’t see this boding well for you if you don’t take heed of what is happening biologically.”

“I can take care of myself.”

Hogun simply cants his head toward you before walking away.

Closing the door, you lean up against it, opening your shirt to inhale your scent. Gripping the collar, you close your eyes in defeat, knowing your upcoming heat cycle will be here soon. Hogun is right - Sakaarians could hold it against you, especially if you find yourself fending for your designation.

There’s only one way out of this and you know you won’t be able to get past the three of them by going out the front door.

Opening your bathroom medicine cabinet, you spy the suppressants in the bottle, only a month away from expiration, leaving two pills left. It had been for emergencies, you’d told yourself, popping the top off before you pause, looking in the mirror.

This was one of those times.

⚡️

Even though you don’t see them, you know they are hiding somewhere in this upscale restaurant, Paloma following you to the table. She’s been oddly quiet, so much so that you’re beginning to wonder why she’s changed in such a short amount of time. Perhaps it’s the fact she has to wrangle three burly men without much of a plan, navigating their directive to guard you and get you to your events in a timely manner.

“Ah, welcome,” the Ambassador to Sakaar greets you, shaking your hand as he motions to a woman in a tuxedo, her hair slicked back as she gives you a cold smile. “This is General Topaz. She is the direct head of the Sakaarian Guard and personal assistant to the Grandmaster.”

Paloma freezes at the statement, watching you extend your hand to General Topaz.

“It is a pleasure to meet you,” you begin, General Topaz warming to you by placing her hand on top of yours.

“The Grandmaster is very sorry he could not be here today.”

“He was going to be here?” Paloma sputters, gaining a concerned look from the Ambassador and General Topaz. “I… I’m sorry, I just didn’t know that he was planning to come. Was the IDD notified? This is a big deal.”

“He was planning on making it a surprise but he was held up, as the Grandmaster seems to be more often than not,” General Topaz admits. “He extends his best wishes and hopes that you will visit him in Sakaar very soon.”

The Ambassador narrows his eyes at the invitation, shaking his head slightly.

“How very flattering,” he says, assisting you into your seat. “I’m sure there will be time for that, one day. Right now, we are here to discuss an on-going issue, one that General Topaz is extremely passionate about.”

General Topaz shifts in her seat, looking at the champagne being poured in the glass.

“You have shimmering water here,” she says in awe. “Very dangerous to drink on Sakaar when it flows from the mountains.”

“It’s champagne,” you correct, the General picking up the glass to sniff it, looking at you for a moment before she takes a small sip. She pauses for a moment, looking back at you and the Ambassador before she takes another.

“Not poison,” she grunts with a laugh. “Dry… but good.”

”General Topaz, please tell me about Sakaar and some of the issues you’ve been facing.” You want to get back to business, feeling eyes on you that you know won’t reveal themselves until they are ready.

“Most think of us as a scavenger planet. That all we do is pit the stranded ones against each other in a fight to the death. We are so much more than that,” General Topaz declares. “The system is designed for them to have dignity. Those who survive, continue on to be greatly well regarded in our society. Much like your… people on the… televisions, you call it?”

“You’re still allowing them to fight?” You question, giving the Ambassador a look. “Under Title 4, I believe Sakaar had promised they would not be pitting survivors against each other.”

General Topaz downs the champagne, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“We’re scaling back.”

“Scaling back?” You question the Ambassador. “Were you aware of this?”

“That’s why I asked you to come. We need your assistance, your counsel in this delicate manner,” he says in a near plea, Paloma shaking her head in disbelief.

“Delicate manner? You’re killing the stranded! I fail to see how I can assist you. You’re due to sign a treaty in three weeks, pledging peace.”

“Then you understand that time is of the essence,” General Topaz agrees. “I know that we have a lot of work to do but I assure you, we will cease fighting in the arena.”

“That’s not a promise that you will cease your fighting altogether, General,” you point out, General Topaz nodding.

“That would be for the Grandmaster to decide.”

”Then you need to go back and demand him to stop it.”

General Topaz lifts an eyebrow at your command.

“You want me to demand him to stop it,” she repeats. “He takes no orders from me. Only counsel.”

“Then counsel him to cease the fighting or there will be no treaty.”

General Topaz’s polite demeanor fades, her eyes narrowing at the Ambassador as she speaks rapidly in a foreign tongue. Whatever it is, you know she’s not pleased, the Ambassador nodding as he replies back in the same tongue, stopping the conversation to sigh, giving you his full attention.

Before he can speak, you look up to find a man standing there, placing his hand on the Ambassador’s shoulder.

”Ambassador De Wren, what a surprise running into you.”

The Ambassador looks up, pushing back his chair at the sight of Sergeant Bucky Barnes, shaking his hand as the two men greet each other.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” Sergeant Barnes continues. “I heard some commotion and I wasn’t sure if I needed to assist.”

“A spirited conversation,” General Topaz interjects with an embarrassed laugh. “The sparkling water, it makes my tongue loose.”

”And you, advisor?” Sergeant Barnes asks, looking right at you. “You’ve been very popular in the political circuit. You’ve done well for yourself, all things considered.”

“Considered as what?” You ask.

“The Intergalactic Diplomacy Division is a fledging government branch and yet, you sit here with General Topaz herself. Outstanding work for someone who started out as a local journalist. Thor must be happy.”

You refuse to correct him, knowing that he is aware that you and Thor are not together. Paloma greets him, breaking your irritation for a small moment to slide in a small jab.

“Fury must be happy to find a new surveillance director, I’m sure. Seeing as you were up for the job, I’m sure it must be a relief to know that you’re being utilized for other positions.”

Becky’s smile fades as you take a sip of your champagne, Paloma nudging you under the table with her foot.

“I’ll let you all attend to your meeting. Good to see you all.”

When he leaves, you follow, seeing him look toward the right as you spy Fandral sitting with his back to you. The simple reminder that you’re being watched only sours the mood, leaving General Topaz to continue to the subject at hand.

“Let me get back to you on the Grandmaster’s agreement on ceasing the fighting. We can continue this at another time.”

Before you can stand, Paloma smiles brightly as a camera somewhere snaps. 

“It has been a pleasure, Ambassador De Wren and General Topaz,” you bid in a farewell, a full smile on display. “I look forward to our next meeting.”

When you stand, Paloma follows suit, Fandral, Volstagg and Hogun standing up nearly in unison as you walk out, feeling them following behind you.

“I want them gone, Paloma,” you instruct through bared teeth, smiling for the cameras snapping once you open the door.

“This is dangerous,” Paloma smiles back, waving to the photographers. “Once they find out what’s happening, the treaty is off the table.”

“Then it’s off the table,” you answer. “The IDD won’t have blood on their hands.”

“I’m not worried about that,” Paloma says, leaning close to you as the car door is opened, looking back at the three men behind you as they whisper to each other. “I’m worried about you.”

⚡️

Scrolling carefully, you stop at a picture of a woman, smiling cautiously while out in the field, her S.H.I.E.L.D. badge on display as she stands with Nick Fury, celebrating a win over a takedown of communications that were in the hands of HYDRA. 

S.H.I.E.L.D. Surveillance Director Goes Missing 

Clicking another article, you find a picture of her again, a grainy photo of her at a grocery store.

Saved By Captain America, Former Surveillance Director Gives Up Job for True Love

Narrowing your eyes, you remember the whispers, the gossip of how quickly she had disappeared after rising in the ranks to be Fury’s right hand. There had even been talk to have her join the IDD to help with their translations and training.

Fury Still Looking For Top Spot Of Surveillance at S.H.I.E.L.D. - Still Mum On If Former Director Will Ever Return

She stays on your mind on nights like this, thinking back to when Thor had threatened you. Largely, it’s been out of mind, out of sight but seeing Sergeant Barnes sent you right back down the rabbit hole to find out what happened to her. S.H.I.E.L.D. had been rocked by illegal drugs dealt and sold within the ranks, Steve Rogers himself going after the suspects. While she had not been named as a suspect, the rumor had been that the rampant illegal suppressants and drugs had happened right under her nose. Fury had disputed this, fiercely until the rumors had stopped and she had been seen with Steve, renouncing her role as surveillance director and giving no interviews.

For the usual Omegas, it seemed like a romance novel come to life - the hardworking Omega falling for a strong Alpha who could take care of her. The parallels had seemed too good to be true, at least when you looked at yourself and Thor.

At least you knew the truth - Thor wanted you to fall in line and you were never that sort.

At the knock of the door, you close your laptop, padding to the door to open it to find Volstagg. He seems apologetic, finally looking you in the eyes before he speaks.

“I come with good news,” Volstagg says in a whisper. “Grandmaster is apparently going to cease all fighting. Not just in the arenas.”

“What?” You ask, Volstagg tapping his finger to his lips.

“They want the treaty,” he says.

Exhaling softly, you feel like you can finally breathe.

“That’s great news,” you finally say. “Thank you Volstagg. You made my night.”

“Get some rest. I’m sure tomorrow they’ll announce it and you’ll get to travel to Hala to see it in action.”

Nodding sleepily, you give him another smile of thanks, closing the door.

Hala. A name you’ve heard before but barely, mostly by political commentators. 

You’ll research tomorrow, you tell yourself, climbing into bed and falling asleep.

[holyluluslibrary]

Series is complete now.

The hammer masterlist

Summary: Thor is not the alpha you would never accept in your life. He’s also not the kind of alpha settling down. What happens when your worlds collide…

Pairing: Alpha(Biker)!Thor Odinson x Omega!Reader; former Alpha!Fandral x Omega!Reader

Warnings: angst, a/b/o, language, awful boyfriend, pack dynamics, Thor being a douche, a/b/o dynamics, true mates, more to be added

The hammer - Prologue

The hammer (1)

The hammer (2)

The hammer (3)

The hammer (4)

The hammer (5)

The hammer (6)

The hammer (7)

The hammer (8)

Weiterlesen

[mintyys-blog]

SCENTING— alpha! thor odison x omega! reader

WARNINGS: a/b/o dynamics.

The bed felt too big without him.

You buried your face into the pillows, inhaling deeply, but Thor’s scent was fading. It had been days since he left for his mission, and you hated how cold everything felt without him. His shirts no longer smelled like him, and even his favorite blanket, the one he always wrapped you in, barely held a trace of his scent. It made your heart ache.

Curling up in the middle of the bed, you clutched one of his hoodies, trying to drown yourself in the little remnants of his warmth. But it wasn’t enough. You needed him—his arms around you, the deep, comforting rumble of his voice, the way his scent wrapped around you like a protective shield. You whimpered softly, nuzzling deeper into the fabric, but it couldn’t compare to the real thing.

You hadn’t realized how much time had passed until you heard the front door open. The heavy boots, the clinking of armor—your heart leaped.

“Thor?”

Before you could move, a gust of cool air rushed in as the door to your room swung open. And there he stood—golden, radiant, and utterly exhausted, but here. His broad shoulders filled the doorway, and the moment his eyes met yours, they softened.

“My love…” His voice was thick with longing.

You didn’t waste a second. You leaped off the bed and into his arms, burying your face into his chest. His scent—stormy winds and crackling lightning, wood and warmth—hit you all at once, overwhelming and intoxicating. A deep purr rumbled in his chest as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly against him.

“You are trembling, sweet one,” he murmured, nuzzling into your hair. “Have you missed me so terribly?”

You nodded, gripping his tunic tightly. “Your scent was fading,” you confessed, voice muffled against his chest. “I didn’t like it. I needed you here.”

Thor exhaled, his hold tightening as he kissed the top of your head. “I am here now, little one. And I am not leaving anytime soon.”

He lifted you effortlessly, carrying you back to bed. You clung to him, refusing to let go even as he sat down, pulling you into his lap. His large hands roamed gently, grounding you as he inhaled deeply, rubbing his cheek against yours in a slow, soothing motion.

You sighed in relief, relaxing completely as his warmth enveloped you. His scent was everywhere now, seeping into your skin, your clothes, the sheets around you. It was perfect.

Thor chuckled, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. “Let me hold you properly, darling. You deserve rest.”

You curled up against him, letting out a contented sigh as he tucked you against his chest. His arms were strong and steady, his heartbeat a steady rhythm beneath your ear. Safe. Warm. Home.

And with his scent surrounding you once more, you finally felt at peace.

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[societyfolklore]

Society Folklore Masterlist

Most works are 18+/or aimed at that audience. Please take note of warnings within individual stories. (Do not copy, translate, x-post onto other platforms) AO3 Is here 

(Updated May 1st)

Bucky Barnes:

One shots:

Security Clearance(Congressman!Bucky Barnes x Former SHEILD!Female Reader)

We Couldn’t Stop(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers, AA kinky)

It’s What I’m Here For (Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Female Reader, AAKinky Bingo)

Stranger No More (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader- Req)

Closed Door Meetings (Future-Congressman!Bucky Barnes x Media Relations!Female Reader)

Sharp Enough To Ruin You (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, AKinky Bingo)

Kuritsa(Winter Soldier!Bucky Barnes x Enhanced!Female Reader)

Freed (Wakanda!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader- Req)

Yours To Keep (Avenger!Bucky Barnes x SHIELD Analyst!Female Reader- Req) 

Trapped Together(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, BBarnes 108th Bday Bingo)

Not So Surprising After All (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, BBarnes 108th Bday Bingo)

This Is The Last Time / Part 2(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader- Req) 

No Competition(Avenger!Bucky Barnes  x SHEILD agent/trainer! Female Reader- Req)

Under the Brookly Star(Young!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, BBarnes 108th Bday Bingo)

You Said Just The Tip (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Just the Tip)

Mine. Always(Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Female Reader)

Sweet As Sin(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)

Vet Visit (Bucky Barnes x Female Reader)

When All Is Said and Done (PostEndgame!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Female Reader)  

Midnight Stranger(Dark!Buck x Female reader, December Daze Challenge)

Under His Skin(Agent!Bucky Barnes x Agent!Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

Merry Christmas, I Miss You(Bucky Barnes X Female Reader)

Mess is Best(Dad!Bucky Barnes x Kids x Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

Ask Santa Nicely(Dark!Dom Bucky x Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

White Wine In The Sun(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

Stay Still(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

Through the Cold(Avenger Bucky Barnes x Agent!Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

Series: Dangerous Note AU – Updated Every other Thursday (Mob!Bucky Barnes X Club singer!Female Reader) Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine/ Part Ten / Part 11 / Part 12 /

Stolen Devotion  - In progress  (Stalker!Bucky X Female reader) Part One / Part Two / Part Three  (Coming May)

Favour – Completed (ClubOwner!Bucky Barnes X Female Reader, BBarnes 108th Bday Bingo) Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Drabbles:

Birthday Drabbles (Dad!Bucky x Female Reader – Established Relationship feature kids!)

Morning Drabbles (Bucky x Female Reader – Established Relationship) 

Loki:

One shots:

Earn It(Loki x Female Reader, AA Kinky Bingo)

Loki’s Eggcellent Equinox Endeavour(Silliness Follow up too Gift-Giving Guide)

Kneel For Me (Loki x Female Reader, AA Kinky Bingo)

Because You Said It(Loki x Female Reader)

Polite Punishment(Loki x Asgardian!Female Reader

Lessons in Restraint  (Loki x Female Reader, Just the Tip)

Hellcat (Loki x Barbarian!Female Reader)  

Melting (Loki x Asgardian!Female reader – Thor and Loki Bingo)

Icebreaker(Loki x Asgardian!Female Reader, December Daze Challenge)

The Golden Yule Hunt(Loki x Asgardian!Female Reader Winter Warmers)

Yulefire and Shadows(Loki x Asgardian!Female Reader, Winter Warmers)

Quite Escape(Loki x Female Reader, December Daze Challenge, 1st Fic)

Loki’s Gift-Giving Guide to Mortal Relations  (Funny..ish)

Series: Wandering Soul - In progress  (Loki x Asgardian!Female Reader) Part 1 / Part 2/ Part 3 / Part 4 (Coming May)

Plus One Series - Complete(Loki x SHEILD Agent!Female Reader) -Plus One  (December Daze Challenge) -Plus One: Aftermath -Plus One: Consequence  

Thor:

One Shots:

Until I’m Full, You Stay(Thor x Asgardian!Female Reader, AAKinky Bingo)

Just a Little More (Thor x Virgin!Female Reader, Just the Tip)

Sweet Treat (Thor x Female Reader, Avengers Assembled Bingo -Valintine Challenge)

Thunderstruck(Dark!Thor x  Female reader, December Daze Challenge)

Steve Rogers:

One Shots:

We Couldn’t Stop(Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers, AA kinky)

Not Ready Yet (Steve Rogers x Female Reader, AAKinky Bingo)

Not Until You Ask Right (Steve Rogers x Female Reader, AAKinky Bingo)

Tease Me, Take Me (Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Just the Tip)

Midsummer (Steve Rogers x Female Reader)

Series: ApplePie - In progress    (Dark!Steve Rogers x Female Reader)   Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3  (Coming May) 

MCU Others:

Open Up Baby (Tony Stark x Female Reader, AAKinky Bingo)

Synthetic Obedience(Dark!Tony Stark x Lab assistant! Female Reader - Avengers Assembled Bingo)   

The Reluctant Therapist (Bruce Banner- Avengers Assembled Bingo)

Others:

Just Fixing Things (Retired Cop!Walter Marshall x Female Reader)

[huffelpuff210]

All my stories so far

Fighter series Alpha Tony x Alpha Steve Roger’s x Alpha Bucky Barnes x omega reader

Ch 1

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Alpha Steve Rogers x Alpha Bucky Barnes x Omega teen reader

Ch. 1

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Dark Alpha Steve Rogers x Dark Alpha Bucky Barnes x omega Reader

Ch. 1

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Bucky x shy reader

Ch. 1

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Ch. 3

Ch. 4

Ch.5

Dark Stucky x reader

Ch. 1

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Ch. 7

Andy Barber x shy Reader

Ch. 1

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Dark mob Stucky x reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

King loki x shy reader

Ch. 1

Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Reader

Ch. 1

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Ch.3

Dark professor Steve Rogers x innocent reader

Ch. 1

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Dark biker Bucky Barnes x reader

Ch. 1

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Ch. 6

Dark professor Tony Stark x reader

Ch. 1

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Dark Steve Roger’s x reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Ch. 3

Ch. 4

Ch. 5

Ch. 6

Dark mob boss Bucky Barnes x reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

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Dark Bucky Barnes shifter x Shifter reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Ch. 3

Ch. 4

Loki x shy reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Mob stucky x child reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x depressed teen female reader

Ch. 1

Ch.2

Ch. 3

Dark Stucky x pregnant reader

Ch.1

Bucky Barnes x shifter reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Mafia Bucky Barnes x reader

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Ch. 3

Ch. 4

Part. 5

Thor x shifter reader

Dark Tony Stark x Reader

Dark Stucky x pregnant reader

Dark husband Bucky Barnes x pregnant reader

Dark Steve Rogers x shifter reader

Prompts

Loki

My Dove

Loki x shifter reader

Bucky Barnes

You are mine now

[justjams2003]

Between Two Gods: 2-Caving in

I’m on a roll;)

Paring: Alpha!Thor Odinson x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Clark Kent

Summary: You finally cave in and decide to have pups

Warnings: Mostly just fluff, a very small bit of angst and talk about sexual themes. A/B/O

Word Count: 1,3k

You grunt, annoyed with the lack of pillows you seem to normally have on your bed. You came home after a long hard day, everything you’d been working on at work seemed to just be falling apart. You placed one simple task in the arms of a new intern and somehow, he managed to fuck it up entirely.  

He deleted one of your most important files on your computer, ‘by accident’ he claimed. You have the suspicion that he was a bit salty about working for a girl, or rather a girl omega. Wanting you to get fired so that he can take your job. To be honest you are thinking about it.  

Yes, you’ve always been hardworking and independent. You didn’t come from much and didn’t mind it either. Though you worked yourself to the bone, who said you enjoyed it? No, you did this all to ensure a good future for yourself. That was of course, assuming you would never find your mate.  

But you did, you found not one but two mates. Not any two mates either, two gods. One, a prince of not only the realm you live in but eight others. The second, a worldwide known journalist. Both superheroes with billionaires behind them, money was no problem.  

They made that quite well-known too.  One of them would leave their card at home, usually Thor since he’s not usually on earth during the day. Clark’s been ready for pups since the day he met you, even more so when you two met Thor. His presence made Clark itch to impregnate you with his Alpha. To raise pups with his Alpha and his Omega. It wasn’t much different for Thor.  

You, however, stayed strong that you love your job. That it is your life, that you couldn’t possibly just give everything up for pups. That you’ve work so hard to get where you are now and aren’t ready to be a mom yet. But to be honest, you’re lying to yourself. They’ve been trying to convince you of pups and you’ve kept on refusing.  

Now, though, you’re caving. And there not even here to see it! You stand up, grabbing all the pillows Clark had bought, for your heat, and throw it all on the bed. You’re not in your heat, it ended more than a week ago. They tend to be short due to the fact of the pure strength of your Alpha’s.

No, you need to nest. No, you need Clark and Thor to be here and surround you with their smell. To hold you and swear that they’ll make that stupid Beta pay. But you came home early after that experience, and they tend to work late. All you have is their clothes and their pillows, even their spare capes surround you in the bed.  

You’re bundled up and just sigh. Your walls are falling, and you miss your roots. The small, secluded town where everyone knows everyone. They were all rooting for you, and it broke your heart when your only parent passed. You haven’t seen your brothers in years, and you miss it. This big city isn’t for you.  

Clark would talk all the time of his childhood on the farm, the woods nearby his house and the community he was raised in. Thor too would tell of his glorious tales of playing in the woods by his castle, with his brother. You want that, you want many pups with a huge yard and woods and farms to play on and grow up in.  

You’re so engrossed in these fantasies of far away and being in and out of sleep that you don’t even hear Superman enter your apartment. You do notice when you feel his weight on you. When he you feel him wrap his heavy arms and legs around your body. He lays in silence, feeling the wave of confusing emotions coming from you.  

And when Thor comes home, he does the same as his Alpha. Finally, you’re surrounded by them and only them. “My princes, what’s the matter?” He asks, his voice much softer than usual. His nose buried deep in your neck with Clark on the other side.  

You fight against the sobs. “I want to move.” Your words lack to hold the pure number of emotions or true intentions. Clark and Thor give each other a look, both of their brows furrowed. “Of course, my love. Where to?” Clark replies, wanting to do anything to keep your tears from falling. It fails, dramatically, you’re not even sure why you’re so emotional.  

The lie you’ve been telling yourself is finally caving in. The boys, however, just didn’t know it would lead to such tears. “No, you don’t get it!” You bite your lip, trying to get to hold back your cries. Thor’s omega is breaking down and he decides to take over.  

He sits up straight and pulls you into his lap. “We can tell our princess is upset but we can’t do anything about us until you tell us what’s wrong. That means no yelling, omega.” There is the slightest tone of his Alpha voice, and it has you calmed down just as quick.  

Clark wipes off your tears and peppers kisses all over. “I want pups.” The words spew from your mouth and just as quick you’re surrounded by them again. They’re both ecstatic, a shit-eating grin on both of their faces. Their lips meet your body everywhere, but you’re quick to stop it.  

“But, I’m so scared,” again the tears form in your eyes. Clark wraps his arms around your waist and you lean your back into him. “Whatever for?” The Kryptonian questions, his neck deep into his mark on your neck. “We promise to be careful~” Thor finishes his mate’s sentence. Again, you shake your head, your omega instincts taking over and wanting to get to knotting as soon as possible.

“Everything is going to change. I don’t know where were going to raise them, because they might just be the new generation of Kryptonians but they might also be the new royalty of Asgard. I haven’t even met Odin. Not to mention, you both are huge! Clark, your mother told me you were 10 pounds when they found you, how is that going to fit out of me? And you Thor, I can only imagine!”  

They can tell the anxiety is flowing out of you. Thor lets out one of his iconic laughs, which forces you to freeze. “This is no laughing matter.” You cross your arms and pout. “We will have the best healers in Asgard. The pups will spend their vacations on Asgard, and they can choose who they want to be. Of course, we will have to have pups until one of them wants to be heir.” Thor mutters the last bit to himself.  

“Our Alpha is right; we will do everything to make sure you are safe.” Clark clarifies Thor’s rambles a bit easier for your tired brain to understand. A sigh of relief comes over you, and you nod. Realising that you don’t need to worry about yourself anymore. That your mates will take care of you.  

“Do you feel better?” Clark asks, hearing your heartbeat calm down. “Much. I don’t want to work anymore, I’m sick of it.” You sigh, placing your head on Thor’s shoulder. “Good, why don’t we get to work then.” He winks to Clark while placing you down on your back on the bed.  

You giggle at his words. “Thor, I need to be in heat for it to work.” He chuckles at your reply. “You’re stuck between two gods, my love. I’m sure something will stick.”  

[evansbby]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 (𝒑𝒐𝒚𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆)

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

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: noncon, dubcon, heavy misogyny, daddy!kink, smutt in public (kind of), 18+ minors dni.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve takes his omega to her first pool party.

“Hey, baby. Look at this!”

Steve takes off into a run before canon-balling into the pool, making the water splash everywhere in the process. But he surfaces with a grin, flipping his hair off his forehead. His light blonde tufts look dark brown from the water, and the sun radiates against the droplets on his pale face, making him shimmer like a diamond. You can hear a bunch of people – including Natasha – complain because the splash from his jump has completely soaked them, but all Steve does is flip them off before shooting you a smug smile.

“Wow.” You say as you walk up to the edge of the pool. “That was really cool.”

Before Steve can answer, you see someone whizz past you from your peripheral. A moment later, there’s another gigantic splash as Ransom canon-balls in next to Steve, and you yelp as the water hits you. The brunette alpha surfaces with a grin that rivals Steve’s in smugness, with the latter looking on sourly as you clap politely at Ransom’s jump.

“That wasn’t nearly as impressive as mine.” Steve scoffs, eying you warningly. You immediately stop clapping. “And you splashed water all over my girlfriend, you fucking asshole.”

“It’s a pool party, Steve. God forbid she gets a bit of water on her.” Ransom rolls his eyes as he climbs out of the pool and flips Steve off before shooting you a smile which you don’t dare return.

The two of you are at Steve’s friend Ransom’s house. Or rather, in his backyard where a pool party is in full swing. It’s a particularly hot day and everyone’s either sunbathing or swimming or licking snow-cones made from Ransom’s “state of the art snow-cone machine.” (That was the first thing the brunette alpha had shown you and Steve when the two of you had arrived. He’d bought it especially for today).

“I mean, Ransom’s pool is alright.” Steve had told you earlier when the two of you were changing in the pool-house. “But you’d think it’s an Olympic size pool from the way he shows off about it. Baby, wait till you see the pool at my house, it’s twice the size of this one.”

You had nodded, although the idea of someone even owning a swimming pool of their very own – big or small – was so completely unfathomable to you. But everyone who was here today hadn’t even blinked an eye at all the luxuries this mansion had to offer. From the huge hallways and sparkling marble floors to the gigantic backyard which resembled more of a golf course. Not to mention the pool-house alone was twice the size of your house back home!

“This place is like a castle.” You had breathed, sliding your fingers over the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the pool-house, watching the party in full swing outside. Thor was handing out cans of beer, Natasha by his side in a pretty red bikini that made her body look incredible. Ransom and Andy were making snow-cones, and Sam and Bucky looked to be organising a game of pool volleyball. There was a net set up in the water, and it looked like they were arguing about picking teams.

You could also see a bunch of girls settled on the side of the pool, in pretty bikinis and stylish sunglasses. You recognised a few of them from campus, and that made you gulp. What if Steve left you to hang out with his friends? You pray these girls are nice and you’ll fit in.

Steve had snorted, coming up behind you with his hand on your waist, pulling you into his bare chest. “This place is not like a castle, omega. I can show you castles; you just wait till you see my house.” He had kissed down the nape of your neck, the feel of his lips making you sigh until he pulls away and frowns, tugging at your shirt. “Take this off. It’s a pool party, remember?”

He takes it off for you, licking his lips when he sees what’s underneath. He had bought the bikini for you a few days ago. It was white with baby pink strings tying the thong and also going around your neck. Steve had said it was extremely sexy and cute, but you felt vulnerable as ever and paranoid every time he’d finger the strings – like he was doing now. You’d double-tied them tightly, but all he had to do was tug at them and they’d come loose.

Steve had barely given you enough time to put your flip-flops on, as well as your cute flowery cover-up, before he’d dragged you outside to the party.

Which is where you are currently, and you can’t help but smile softly down at Steve, who looks extremely proud of the cannonball he’s just performed. He swims over to where you’re standing, reaching up to grab your ankles.

“Come in. The water’s nice and cool.”

Your heart skips a beat at how laid back he’s being. This is a different side to Steve, who was usually so stoic and strict. Either that, or he was downright devious. Sometimes though, sometimes he lets himself go and relax. Like when he’s playing video-games and gets really into it, or when the two of you are cuddling and he lets Steve Junior join in, or when the two of you study together. Or now.

“I – uh – I don’t really want to swim.” You answer awkwardly, and your alpha rolls his eyes, the grip he has on your ankles not loosening. But the thought of taking your cover-up off and being in such a revealing bikini in front of all these people has you shaking your head pleadingly at him.

“It’s a pool party, omega. That means you have to swim.” Steve tells you as if you’re a baby who doesn’t understand the concept of a pool party.

You exhale softly before sitting down by the edge of the pool and dipping your feet in, sighing at how nice the water feels. And a part of you does want to go in, but you don’t know why you feel so self-conscious here. Well, actually, you do know why. It’s because you feel so out of place, in this huge mansion of a house with all these people from college whom you probably have nothing in common with. They aren’t your friends, you don’t have any friends. And they certainly don’t want to be your friends either, you just know it.

Steve settles between your legs, spreading them and smirking up at you. He presses a light kiss to your inner thigh, and it’s innocuous enough but you still look around in alarm. But no one is watching the two of you and so you try to relax.

“Relax, omega.” Steve commands you, and you get a whiff of his summery scent and sigh as it seems to soothe you from the inside out. You shoot your alpha a small smile, and he only smirks, continuing to kiss your thigh as his hands slips up and down your bare legs. You freeze when you feel his fingers lock around your ankles, the sudden image of him cruelly tugging you into the water crossing your mind.

But Steve only lifts your foot up, licking his lips as he watches your white nail polish gleam in the sunlight. You gulp when he presses a kiss on your toe, before a dark, lustful look clouds his eyes and you pull away.

“Not here, Steve! Please!” You whisper.

“Why not? You’re my omega and I can do whatever I want with you, so–”

“Hey, Steve! Great weather, huh?”

Jake Jensen swims up to Steve, a comically wide grin on his face. He’s got a thick layer of white sunscreen all over his face, with an especially thick blot on the tip of his nose. And yet, he’s still sunburnt and slightly pink to match the shade of his salmon-coloured swimming trunks.  His eyes squint as he smiles at Steve – either because of the sun or because he’s not wearing his glasses.

Steve rolls his eyes, getting in front of you to block you from Jake’s view.

“Jensen, who the fuck invited you?”

“Uh, Ransom did? He invited the whole football team! This sure is a swell pool, huh, Steve? I’ve got one too – well, my parents do. But it’s not as big as this one.”

“I’m sure it isn’t.” Steve says drily, “Hey! Eyes on me, Jensen. Don’t even think about looking at her.”

“I wasn’t–”

“I know your angle, you fucking creep. Swimming over here and trying to act all casual so you can get a close up look at my girlfriend in her bikini.”

Jake blinks, his eyes zeroing in on you peaking over Steve’s shoulder. “I didn’t even notice her, actually, but–”

“Are you insulting my girlfriend now, Jensen? Are you fucking insinuating that she’s not noticeable?!”

“What? No–”

“Shut up, you fucking idiot. And get away from us. In fact, get out of the whole pool.” Steve points to the far corner of the backyard, where a jacuzzi bubbles away on its lonesome. “Go sit in there, Jensen. I’m banning your creepy ass from this pool. Now go before I kick you off the football team.”

You watch as Jake hurriedly swims away, a look of dismay on his face. “Steve, you shouldn’t be so mean to him– Hey!”

You yelp as your alpha’s muscular arms encircle around you, pulling you into the pool with a gentle splash. Your arms automatically go around his neck, and your legs – unable to reach the floor of the pool – instinctively wrap around his waist until you’re clinging to him like a koala.

“There. Now none of these creeps can stare at your body.” Steve’s hand slips down to squeeze your ass underwater and you jump in surprise, inadvertently rubbing your front against his crotch. His eyes darken and he clutches you closer, till you can feel his hard dick through his trunks rub against your mound which is barely concealed by your bikini. You fight yourself in order not to moan, shooting Steve a pleading look only to find that his eyes are too busy staring at your cleavage, which is ample and wet and pressed up against his chest.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy, omega.” Steve says, leaning forward to kiss you roughly. He bites at your bottom lip, almost drawing blood as his hands continue to fondle you. You feel your walls clench but you have to remind yourself that you’re in a pool with a bunch of other people. Meanwhile, underwater, Steve’s hand slips under your bikini bottoms, cupping your bare ass cheek and jiggling it lewdly.

“Fuck, why’d you have to wear such a tiny, slutty bikini, huh?” Steve whispers, licking the shell of your ear sensually and sending thrills up and down your spine. “You think you can look this sexy and cute and I won’t fuck you in the middle of this pool right now?”

“B-But, Steve! You chose this bikini!”

“Don’t lie, baby omega.” He pinches your ass again before his fingers tug threateningly at the flimsy string holding your bikini bottoms to your body. “Now everyone’s staring at your hot, tight little body because they all want to fuck you. But they can’t, because that’s my job.”

“Please don’t take my bikini off!” You plead softly, as he continues to play with the strings of your bikini-bottoms. You try to swim away from him, but he holds on tightly to you, shooting you a warning look before his eyes grow distracted by your breasts again, and his hands cup them both.

“Who told you to tease me like this, huh?” He kisses up your neck, squeezing and fondling your breasts like an animal pawing at his prey, “Who told you to wear such a tight, sexy bikini and push your tits up so they look all sexy? God, you’re killing me, baby. And I know you’re doing it on purpose, just like you always do.”

You know Steve well enough at this point to realise that when he’s riled up and horny, he tends to accuse you of baseless things like leading him on purposely. But all you’re trying to do at this very moment is make sure he doesn’t slip his dick inside you at this pool party in front of everyone. Because Steve could really be a menace when he wanted to, and his libido knew no bounds. He would definitely fuck you in front of an audience, no questions asked. In fact, he’d happily do it.

“Who’s that?” You blurt out in a desperate bid to distract him. You look toward the gates where Ransom is greeting a pretty brunette girl who you’ve never seen before. Steve follows your gaze and snorts.

“That’s Marta, Ransom’s new girlfriend.”

“Oh. She’s very pretty.” You comment, taking note of how Ransom looks genuinely happy to see her. He picks her up and swings her around, and she laughs and bats him with her purse before they kiss.

“She’s a gold-digging slut.” Steve says darkly.

“What?”

“You heard me. She has a reputation for being the biggest gold-digger in New York and everyone knows it.” Steve holds you close, as if physically shielding you from getting influenced by Marta, who isn’t even looking at either of you. “Instead of getting a degree like the rest of us, she’s been steadily seducing half the male population in the city, and getting them to buy her whatever she wants.”

“But I thought you preferred it when omegas didn’t get degrees?”

You don’t know where the quip comes from, but you regret it as soon as the words leave your mouth. Steve shoots you a warning look and you quickly bow your head submissively, “I’m sorry.”

“You better be. One more slip-up like that and I’ll spank you in front of everyone,” Steve threatens before continuing, “Omegas have no business getting degrees, but they also have no business acting like gold-digging sluts. Anyways, all of us tried to warn Ransom but he’s a fucking idiot, clearly.”

You look towards the couple once again; Ransom is making Marta a personalised snow-cone, drawing a sloppily-drawn heart out of strawberry syrup on top of the shaved ice. Marta claps excitedly, giving Ransom a kiss on the cheek. They look pretty happy and genuine to you, but Steve probably knows better?

You mull over all this new information, “B-But Steve, you buy me tons of expensive stuff all the time. Do people think I’m a gold-digger?”

Steve presses a bunch of kisses on your neck, holding you tightly against him as if he’s afraid you’ll float away. “No, baby. No one would dare make that assumption about you, because I would kill them. And anyways, you’re too cute and innocent and humble to be a gold-digger. Not like Marta, who is a whore.”

You wrinkle your nose, “Steve, please don’t say that…”

“She is, though. She made Ransom buy her a Birkin bag when he’d only known her two weeks.”

You’re wondering why Steve seems so incensed over a simple bag when suddenly–

“You sure do love to gossip, don’t you, Steve?”

Natasha walks over to the corner of the swimming pool where you and Steve are. She’s wrapped a silky black sarong around her hips, and it looks good with her deep red bikini.

“And you sure do love to eavesdrop, don’t you?” Steve fires back, his grip on you tightening possessively.

Natasha rolls her eyes and looks from Steve to you, “Don’t listen to Steve. Marta’s a great girl, we used to go to the same yoga class a few years ago.”

“Of course, you think she’s great.” Steve remarks, sneering at Nat as if she’s a disease, but the redhead remains unperturbed, shooting him a sweet smile before looking back to you.

“Let’s hang out soon. I can fill you in on all the real gossip, and –”

“She doesn’t want to hang out with you.” Steve answers on your behalf. You wince, because it’s not true at all! You’d love to hang out with Natasha, and she’s always inviting you out, either to shop or grab brunch. But Steve never gives you permission to go, because he claims Natasha is a bad influence. You wish you were brave enough to stand up to Steve but you’re not, so instead you just shoot Natasha an apologetic look, and the redhead smiles understandingly back at you.

“Steve! Come on, we’re playing volleyball and you’re on my team!” Sam calls out from the other side of the pool.  

Steve makes a face before shouting back, “I’m busy with my girlfriend!”

“She can play too.” Bucky walks up with the volleyball under his arm, “She can be on my team, we could use an extra player since we got stuck with Jensen.” He gives you a meaningful stare, his cold blue eyes raking you up and down, making you shrink back into Steve. But the brunette alpha smoothly looks away as soon as Steve glances at him.

“Haha, very funny. Omegas don’t play sports.” Steve gives you a kiss on the cheek and a condescending pat on your bum which you’re happy is underwater so no one sees. His lips brush against your ear, “I’m gonna go play for a while, okay, baby?”

You nod, “That’s alright, Steve. I’ll just stay here.”

Steve looks at you, then at Natasha, then back at you before narrowing his eyes, “Don’t talk to her. Just watch me play, okay?”

“Okay.” You cross your fingers behind your back, hoping he won’t see.

He kisses you some more, claiming it’s a good luck kiss but it quickly turns into a good luck make-out before Bucky drags him away.

You climb out of the pool, regretting it instantly because you feel all wet and exposed. But Natasha hands you a big, fluffy towel, and you gratefully wrap it around yourself before she tugs you over to a couple of deck chairs.

“Steve is so bossy,” Natasha giggles, and you follow her gaze to the other side of the pool. There’s a net set up and Steve is already busy explaining strategies to his team members, before telling them exactly where to stand and what to do.

“Yeah.” You agree softly.

“I bet the only one he really listens to is you, am I right?”

Your eyes widen, “Oh no, Steve doesn’t really… I, uh, I could never tell him what to do.”

Natasha stretches and lays down on her deck chair, “I mean, I tell Thor to load the dishwasher or empty the drier, that kind of stuff.”

You look down to your lap, “Oh, well, Steve says that household chores are an omega’s job.” You pause, your eyes focused on Steve as he slams the volleyball straight at Jensen’s face. Jensen yelps, his glasses flying into the water as Steve laughs and high-fives Sam. You suddenly grow paranoid, wondering if your words will somehow get back to him. “I don’t mind doing the household chores at all, though! Actually, I find it very relaxing.” (This isn’t even a lie).

Natasha nods thoughtfully, “Yeah, I don’t mind it either. But you could definitely get Steve to help you out.”

You smile, not saying anything. You certainly doubted you could make Steve do anything.

The redhead sits up straight, “I’m serious, though! Next time you’re unloading the dishwasher, just be like ‘Oh no, these dishes…they’re so heavy!’ Trust me, watch how he’ll make you sit down and do it all himself. Alphas eat the whole ‘damsel in distress’ thing right up.”

You mull over it; maybe that would work… Steve never ever let you do any heavy-lifting around the house. You weren’t even allowed to take the trash out, and sometimes he’d even take the laundry basket out of your hands if it looked too heavy. “Baby omegas like you shouldn’t be lifting heavy things,” he’d always say.

Relaxing and sitting back, all warm in your fluffy towel, you listen as Natasha gives you more relationship advice. She tells you all the “little things” you can do to control your alpha, like dress up in sexy lingerie and withhold sex until he agrees to your demands. Or keep him on his toes by not answering his texts immediately, and ignoring him so that it drove him crazy. You knew most of these ideas would never work with Steve, but it was nice to listen to her speak anyways, plus it also gave you an interesting insight on her relationship with Thor.

Steve’s team wins the volleyball match, and he comes back to you with a smug smile on his face. Swooping you up in his arms and giving you the biggest kiss ever, till your cheeks are hot and your heart is racing.

“Did you see me?” He asks, kissing you all over your face as if Natasha isn’t a foot away from you two, “Did you see how I scored that last point?”

“Yes,” you lie, because you had dozed off for the past few minutes under the deliciously warm sun and the fluffiness of your towel, “You were really good!”

“Damn right. And did you see how bad Jensen was?”

Steve gives you a detailed play-by-play of the whole game, whilst also simultaneously carrying you off to the hot-tub in the corner of the yard. Natasha waves you goodbye before skipping over to Thor, and you watch her bat him on the shoulder before he throws her into the pool, jumping in after her.

“…and then Bucky rage quit because his team was so shit, and I think he actually left and drove home.” Steve shakes his head, “Classic Bucky. He can’t ever take a loss.”

He gently places you into the hot tub, and you sigh as you sink into the hot, steamy, bubbling water. It’s deep, almost up to your neck when you sit down. But Steve has other plans, hastily pulling you into his lap once he’s settled down as well. In fact, he places you right on top of his hard bulge, which is definitely noticeable underneath his trunks.

“So, is my baby omega gonna give me a reward for winning?” He pinches your ass, a mischievous glint in his eye. His hands settle on your hips, grinding you down against his bulge and smirking when you yelp and grab onto his chest and shoulders.

“Not here!” You gasp, earning another pinch to your ass.

“Really? Is that why you keep grinding your cute little butt on my dick?”

“I’m not!”

“Don’t lie to me, omega.” Steve draws you closer with his big hand on the back of your neck, kissing you roughly, his hands fondling every part of your body. He keeps one hand squarely on your ass, his fingers digging between your ass cheeks and prodding at your puckered hole through the thin material of your bikini. You gasp straight into his mouth, and he just smirks against your lips, not allowing you to break the kiss as his other hand slips up to squeeze your breast. His thumb brushes against your hard nipple, and he tries to pull your bikini top off before you manage to fend him away.

“Not here, Steve, please!” You beg, not knowing how far he’d go. His eyes are almost black with lust, as if he’s horny off of winning the volleyball game and impressing you. And a part of you knew this would happen, that this was inevitable the moment he made you put on this extra revealing bikini in the first place. But you’d hoped he’d have at least dragged you off somewhere private, instead of the hot-tub which was out in the open with everyone still milling around.

“Address me properly, baby omega.” Steve whispers in your ear, his tone dripping with lust. “And you shouldn’t have put on this slutty bikini if you didn’t want me to fuck you in front of everyone. All these guys have been staring at you all day. Now I have to show them all how I own you.”

His fingers play with the string that’s holding your bikini top together, his other hand now tracing shapes on the exposed skin of your butt cheek. He gives it a jiggle, smirking when you clutch him harder, your hands wrapping around his neck in an effort to calm yourself down.

“I think you should take your bikini off. Daddy wants to see your tits.”

You shake your head pleadingly, “No, Steve – I mean daddy – please, I can’t do that!”

He doesn’t even blink, his eyes focused on your cleavage which is practically spilling out of the bikini. He licks his lips, a carnality suddenly taking over his being and he grabs the flimsy cups of your bikini and pulls them downwards, exposing your breasts. You don’t even have time to react before his mouth latches on to one of your nipples, his other hand covering your other breast by squeezing it.

You bite your lip to contain your moan, but Steve moans freely around your nipple as he suckles it. His tongue licks sensually around your hardened peak, making you jolt in his lap. He holds you down firmly, digging his boner up between your ass. He sucks your nipple as if he’s starving, biting at it as if he wants to make you scream, but you stop yourself just in time.

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby.” Steve tells you, “I almost lost concentration a few times during that volleyball game. All I could think about was you looking all cute and sexy, wearing this slutty bikini as if you were begging me to fuck you.”

“Daddy – ah! – can we do this at home please?” You ask, because now you can feel yourself getting turned on. Despite your embarrassment and discomfort, you can feel your pussy clench at his degrading dirty talk.

“No. And stop telling me to stop or else I’ll fuck you on that deck chair, right in the middle of everyone.” He stops suckling on your nipple for a second, pinching it instead as he looks at you thoughtfully, “Actually, no. Keep telling me to stop because I like it when you do that. Reminds me how weak and babyish you are.” He licks a stripe up the side of your face before kissing your cheek sloppily, “Beg me again, say: ‘daddy, please stop.’”

“Daddy, please stop!” You moan pitifully, your brain wanting him to stop but your body not quite agreeing as you feel your hips involuntarily jut against him. And you’re just about to lose control, just about to give in to him because he feels so good and he smells so enticing and he’s your daddy so he’s in charge and the omega inside you is purring and wanting to do exactly what he orders you to, and then–

“Mind if we join you guys?”

Ransom plops into the hot tub, with Marta hot on his heels. Your eyes widen, and Steve huffs in annoyance before pushing your bikini back up to cover your breasts. The tub is bigger than most, and big enough that Ransom and Marta are able to sit a few feet away from you and Steve. They’re too busy talking to notice anything, but Steve double-knots your bikini strings just in case, glaring daggers at the couple sitting across from you.

You try to slip off Steve’s lap after that, but he holds you in place and shoots you a warning look. So you sit there, your back against Steve’s chest and his hard dick poking angrily against your butt.

“I was just telling Marta how similar you and I are, Steve.” Ransom pipes up.

“Oh yeah? How so?” Steve asks sardonically. You can tell he’s pissed off at being interrupted, which is never a good sign. You remember once he was about to fuck you in the locker room before the coach had called him. Steve had been seething, and with all that pent-up sexual frustration, you knew you were in for it once he was done. Right now was no different.

Ransom sits back, his arm around Marta who sips coolly on a frozen strawberry daquiri. You hadn’t really paid attention to it, but there was also an open bar in the corner of the backyard, with the alphas taking turns making drinks. Thankfully, Steve hadn’t drank tonight – otherwise he’d have been ten times hornier than he was now.

“We’re both wifed up and in serious relationships.” Ransom draws Marta close, and she nuzzles her nose against his neck. “And you know what? Now I get what all the hype is about. Marta and I have been talking about marking each other up too, and –”

Ransom drones on and on, and you nod politely. Steve, on the other hand, stiffens underneath you. You can tell he’s resisting the urge to roll his eyes. What you didn’t count on is his dick driving up into you at that exact moment. You almost gasp out loud before covering it up by pretending to clear your throat. His hands rub up and down your thighs, and you’re so happy this is all happening under the water otherwise you’d never be able to live it down.

Marta excuses herself to get another drink, Ransom’s eyes following her as she leaves, a lovesick look on his face.

“Bro, you’re pathetic.” Steve sneers, and all the while his hands are slipping up till he cups your core through your bikini bottoms, making your breath hitch. “You’ve only been seeing her for two weeks.”

“So?”

“So, you need to chill the fuck out.”

Steve pushes your bikini bottoms to the side, exposing your bare core to the hot water. Fuck. His thick fingers probe and explore your slick folds, and you cannot believe what he’s doing because Ransom is only a few feet away from you guys. And Steve’s casually giving out advice as if he isn’t about to finger you under the water this very second!

Ransom sighs, “I know, but she isn’t just some random hookup, okay? I actually have feelings for her.”

You’re barely able to focus on the two alphas’ conversation, your face and neck heating up as you squirm on Steve’s lap. A part of you feels so degraded, sitting on your alpha’s lap as if you’re nothing more than a decorative toy for him to play with while he talks to his friend. It’s what he’s doing right now, his pointer finger circling your clit casually while he holds you close in his lap.

“If you want to be the dumbass who gets played by an omega, then suit yourself, bro.” Steve shrugs, focusing his attention back on you. Ransom looks torn, and you secretly hope he doesn’t take Steve’s advice too seriously. You don’t know much about gold-diggers or relationships in general, but Ransom and Marta look genuine from what you’ve seen. Not that you have time to dwell over their situation, because Steve chooses that exact moment to slip two fingers inside you.

“Oh, oh fu-” You cry out.

Ransom frowns, “You okay?”

“Don’t talk to my girl!” Steve warns.

“Ex-Excuse me.” You squeak, managing to get up off of Steve’s lap while he’s momentarily distracted. You step out of the hot tub before he can stop you, quickly wrapping yourself in your fluffy towel. “Bathroom.” You explain, before speed-walking over to the pool-house, inwardly praying you don’t slip and embarrass yourself in your hasty exit.

Heart drumming, you safely make it to the pool house and make a beeline for the bathroom. You’ve only just managed to catch your breath when the door opens and closes behind you. You barely have time to register what’s happening before Steve pushes you forward, bending you over the marble sink and giving you four hard slaps to the ass in quick succession.

“Bad girl.” Steve tuts, “What got into you, huh? Running away from daddy like that?”

“I’m sorry, I just… Steve it would’ve been so inappropriate to do that in front of everyone!”

“What’s inappropriate is slutty baby omegas like you wearing sexy bikinis to distract me. You forced my hand, baby.” He swiftly rips your bikini bottoms apart, squeezing your ass cheeks with both his hands, till you know his handprints will be imprinted on your skin. “Well, we’re all alone now, omega. There’s nowhere for you to run.”

He presses his hard dick against your wet folds, and you sigh involuntarily, rutting back against him. In the privacy of this bathroom, you can finally relax.

“I’m gonna fuck you on every inch of every surface inside this bathroom,” Steve promises darkly in your ear, sucking and biting at your earlobe before pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck, “and then I’m gonna drag you outside and fuck you against the glass doors of this pool house. You got that, omega?”

“Y-Yes, daddy.”

THE END. I know i know i know that ended super abruptly, but trust me when i tell you i could’ve gone on and on and ON and this was just meant to be a small drabble!!! PLEASE tell me what you think and reblog pls!!! ily ily ily and this was really random and idek if it’s any good but please just let me know what you think! ALSO YES, steve is such a menace in this and idk if this is canon compliant but it’s a poyt drabble so here we goooo!!! LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OK BYE

[holylulusworld]

The hammer (8) - FIN

Summary: Thor is not the alpha you would never accept in your life. He’s also not the kind of alpha settle down. What happens when your worlds collide… 

Pairing: Alpha(Biker)!Thor Odinson x Omega!Reader

Characters: Steve Rogers Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: angst, a/b/o, language, pack dynamics, a/b/o dynamics, idiots in love, implied smut, nakedness, fluff

Divider by @firefly-graphics​

<< Part 7

The hammer masterlist

“Do you think he strangled her?” Bucky whispers as Clint and Natasha press their ears to the door to Thor’s bedroom. “Hmm…I hear him whisper.”

“Shhh…not so loud. I can’t hear a thing,” Natasha tuts. “Wait, he said something about her scent. Uh-I think he likes it.”

“You think?” Bucky cocks his head. “What’s that supposed to mean? Does he like it or not? Let me do this.”

Bucky shoves Clint aside to take his place. “Hmm…” he closes his eyes and tries to follow your conversation with Thor. “She said that Thor is tall…”

“We already know that he’s tall,” Steve grunts. “That’s no new information. Lemme handle this. Out of my way.”

Natasha punches Steve’s back after he shoved her out of his way to press his ear to the door. “Do you hear anything?” Sam asks as he watches Bucky and Steve spy on you and Thor. “Guys?”

“I think she just mewled or something,” Bucky mutters. “Shut up, I can listen to you and them at the same time. I want to find out if they made up.”

“Stop talking, Buck. I can’t hear them anymore!”

“What’s going on? Is something wrong with Thor?” you ask. Everyone stiffens. The little pack slowly turns around to face you. You take a bite of the toast you made, humming as they just stare at you.

“Uh-if you are out here. Who’s inside the room with Thor?” Bucky asks. He fears Thor made another dumb mistake and invited an omega to his room.

“He’s in the shower,” you reply before taking another bite of your toast. “I got hungry, he too. I offered to get food before having a shower too. I hope he didn’t waste all the warm water.”

“Oh. OH!!!” Steve’s eyes widen. “That punk is masturbating while imagining you are with him! He tricked us all, guys.”

“STEVE!” the rest of the group groans. “What’s wrong with you? You can’t just say things like that!”

“Uh-huh,” you shrug and eat the rest of your toast. “I don’t think so. Thor doesn’t even like me. He’s always grumpy, mean, and broody around me. Why would he do such a thing?”

“It’s not necessary to like someone to screw their brains out,” Clint throws in. He smirks and drops his eyes to your legs. “I don’t even need a name.”

“Gross,” you scrunch up your nose. “One more reason to dislike alphas. You only want one thing – to get your dick wet. None of you cares for an omega. Disgusting.”

“Wait, he’s sorry,” Steve tries to stop you. “We all are.”

“I don’t care,” you snap at Steve. You open the door to Thor’s bedroom and step inside, slamming the door in their faces. “Vultures, all of them.”

“Something wrong, little one?” Thor hurriedly walks out of the shower, wearing nothing but a small towel slung around his hips. “What happened?”

You swallow thickly.

Without his clothes on Thor looks even more tempting than before. His chest  even seems to glisten in the sunlight shining through the window.

His muscles flex with every step, and you are mesmerized by the tattoo on his chest. A large hammer. One you saw before somewhere. You can’t remember where at the moment because your brain doesn’t cooperate.

You’re too busy ogling the alpha to realize he gets closer to cup your cheek.

“Y/N, you with me? What happened? Are you hurt? Did someone hurt you?”

“No…I mean…” you knit your brows together, fighting to remember why you were mad in the first place. “You’re half-naked.”

“I was under the spray and jumped out when I heard you,” he tries to defend the lack of clothing. “Sorry. I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Scare me?” confused you drop your eyes from his face to his chest, and lower to his crotch. You roam his perfectly shaped form with curiosity and hunger. “You look…”

“Little one,” he smirks now. “Your eyes are a little glassy and I’m sure you smell like you just soaked your panties.”

“You’re rude, and a brute,” you mutter but lift your hand to run it over his still-damped chest. “Did you at least leave some warm water for me?”

“We can shower together, Y/N.”

Damn, that bastard. He batts his eyelashes to shake off a few droplets of water.

You lift your head to look him straight in the eyes and say, “If you are brave enough, alpha.” You love to challenge the alpha, so you hold his gaze and wait for him to leave the showers to you.

“Remember,” his hands shoot toward your waistline to bring you to his chest. You squeal, and cry while weakly pressing your hands against his chest. “You asked for this, little one. If you get in that shower with me, things will happen.”

“Things?”

“Mostly my thing getting even harder to ruin this sweet cunt of yours,” he purrs in your ear. “If you don’t want me to lay claim on you and your sweetness, say it now or I’ll release the beast…”

“Can you hear something? Buck?” Steve grunts as his friend won’t answer. Bucky presses his ear harder against the door. He growls low in his throat, and his pants grow tighter. “Holy fuck. I should…”

“You should what?”

Steve watches Bucky step away from the door. He shakes his head before hurriedly walking away. “Buck? What did you hear?”

“They are mating,” Natasha concludes without hearing a single sound coming from Thor’s room. “I bet Bucky went to his room to take care of the problem in his pants.”

“Right there. A little to the left,” you demand. “A shame you don’t have a loofah.” You grumble as Thor washes your back with a washcloth. “The washcloth is scratchy.”

“I usually don’t scrub someone’s back. They go home after we…,” he huffs, and bites his tongue. Thor carefully moves the washcloth over your skin, drinking every inch of naked skin in. “So, now that I saw your back and tush, can I see more of you, omega?”

“I consider letting you see one boob,” you smirk to yourself when Thor growls behind you. His left-hand shoots toward your chest to grope one of your tits. “Little one, I saw every inch of you last night. And I touched it too. I even tasted you.”

“No, you didn’t. It was dark and a blanket covered half of my body,” you insist. “If you tell anyone I let you see me naked I’ll castrate you.”

“Omega,” his laughter rumbles in his chest. “You’re so cute. I think everyone heard you mewl for me like a cat in heat. You even got on hands and knees for me.”

“If,” you twirl around to jab your fingers into his chest, “you tell anyone what we did, and what I let you do to me, I’ll cut your cock off.”

“You’re feisty too,” he grins. “Don’t make me use my alpha voice to tame you, little omega. I won’t have you near my cock again if you don’t listen to me.”

“I won’t have you near my pussy again if you don’t stop nagging. You big grump,” you hold his gaze. “I won’t have my alpha order me around. Forget it.”

“I tamed you once,” he moves his hand over your belly down to your crotch, “I’ll do it all over again. Let me feed the kitty…”

When Loki finally is allowed to leave the hospital, a week after you got more than close to his brother, you watch the raven-haired omega size his brother up.

“Brother,” Loki huffs. “You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. I knew the moment I’m out of the picture you will sink your teeth into Y/N’s neck. You brute.”

“Uh-I’m right here, Loki and,” you chew on your thumb, glancing at Loki. “It wasn’t Thor’s fault alone. We are true mates and we got closer after your accident. Come here, I’ve missed my friend.”

Thor squares his jaw when you pounce on his brother to wrap Loki in a hug. “I’ve missed you too, pretty girl. I hope my brother acted like a gentleman around you.”

“Loki. Don’t.”

You feel Thor before he wraps his thick arm around your waistline. He gives Loki a stern look and snarls at your friend. All to make sure Loki knows his brother laid claim on you.

“Loki my dear, I’m sorry for my grumpy alpha. I haven’t taught him manners yet. He’ll soon adapt and become a gentleman…” You pat the arm tightening around your waistline. “Right, Thor? You are going to be a good alpha for me.”

Loki smiles fondly as he watches you lean in his brother’s embrace. “I knew I’ll get them together,” he exclaims as the pack watches you crawl into Thor’s lap to sniff at his neck.

“You only had to get yourself almost killed,” Bucky huffs. “Next time, let us handle this.”

“There’s not going to be a next time, Bucky. Thor mated her. The deed is done.”

Loki leans back and enjoys being back at the clubhouse. His heart swells as you snuggle into his brother’s chest.

“I think the hammer finally got tamed,” Steve muses. “Good job, Loki. I think we won’t have to fix broken doors anymore.”

“I’m not sure about that, punk,” Bucky chews audibly on the food he stole from you. “Y/N will give Thor a run for his money…”

FIN

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[mrs-barnes-rogers-writes]

A Second Chance Is A Better Chance - Part 18

Marvel AU

Pairing: Alpha Steve Rogers x Omega Witch Reader, eventual ? x Omega Witch Reader and Alpha Steve Rogers X Omega Witch Reader

Theme: A/B/O / True Mates

Summary: Rejected by your true mate at 21, you’ve given up on the Fates and the Moon Goddesses giving you a second chance. Being a Roamer for the last 9 years, you’re an Omega hardened by the world. You’re safe on your own because of your witchcraft, but it doesn’t stop Alphas and plenty of others sniffing around, especially when you’re an unmated Omega witch, who’s wolf also happens to be white, the rarest kind. You don’t need anyone, but why do you keep coming back to Brookville and why do you keep walking into trouble and helping people that you don’t know but for some strange reason feel like family. And where is that smell of apple pie coming from?

Series Warnings: A/B/O, eventual smut, violence in parts, witchcraft, shapeshifters

Chapter Summary: Pietro decides to involve himself.

Chapter Warning: Mentions of witchcraft.

After days of Steve’s complaining, pacing and grumpiness and no sign of you leaving the house, Pietro decides to take matters into his own hands.

He starts by pulling out his grandmother’s old recipe for Sokovian stew. It’s a pack favourite and Pietro is going to use it to try and bribe the pair of you to do something. For you that means stepping out the house. For Steve it’s taking on some advice he might not want to hear.

Steve hasn’t stopped watching Stark’s cottage for more than a few minutes at a time and that’s only when he’s forced to because he needs a bathroom break. Sam, Bucky and Clint have taken it in turns to sit with him. Thor had offered but before Steve had chance to answer Bucky and Clint had both snapped a no, blaming him for scaring you off the first time.

Steve continued to watch you night and day, forcing himself awake for the three days that followed you shutting the door. Sitting on the deck of his uncles old run down cabin, as he rocked back and forth in a rocking chair, trying his best to get a look at you. His attention was pulled away as the chatter of Pietro and Sam made their way towards him and Bucky, who sat to his left on the deck. He watched as they appeared up the rocky steps that led from the main pack area. The spot, that amongst the acres and acres of land, they’d decided to call home but it had never a hundred percent felt like home. Now though with you just steps away it did. The pack was still unsettled after the events of the last few months. Pietro being taken. Natasha repeatedly going AWOL and her getting injured. You. The back and forth with Logan’s pack and the others nearby. Hydra. Agatha. Pietro. And then you again.

Pietro continues to recover but the pack are still bristly with each other. It didn’t help that Wanda’s heat had started early, triggering Natasha’s rut. The two of them relaxed for the first time in months kick starting their systems again. They were both key members of the pack. Knowing this, Pietro decided he’d fill their role for a moment and give the gift of Wanda’s caring (the stew) and Natasha’s advice (albeit sometimes unwanted advice).

Bucky slipped from the chair at the side of Steve and wished Pietro luck with a squeeze of the shoulder, gesturing for Sam to follow him as he went down the steps. Confused but sensing something was going on, he raised an eyebrow but followed anyway.

Pietro set down the basket he’d borrowed from Laura, and pulled out two bowls, spoons, napkins, a thermos, a small chopping board, a bread knife and a loaf of bread.

He placed the bread on the board and started to carve it and watched as Steve’s eyes returned to the cottage.

“How is our Luna today?”

“Ignoring me.”

“No change then?”

“No.” Steve huffed

“Did you ever wonder Captain why she keeps you away? Keeps her distance?”

“Logan mentioned she’d been hurt in the past. To give her sometime. He didn’t say much else.”

“That’s not what I asked.”

“What?”

“I asked what you thought. Not what Howlett said.”

Steve’s brow furrowed.

“How do you feel about all of this Captain? Your mate just there? The fates weaving to bring you together over and over? To have your second chance over there in Stark’s cottage.”

Steve felt a lump form in his throat and tears sting his eyes.

“You Captain, have us. She has nobody.”

Steve felt his alpha jump forward and growl.

“She has Castle and Russo.”

“But not how you think. Her friendships are just that. Friendships. They don’t bring the security of family or pack.”

Steve huffed and looked back at the cottage.

“You need to change your approach. My mother and my grandmother used to say that a way to a woman’s heart, especially an omega’s, is to show her what a good alpha you can be. You sit here brooding, grumbling and staring, where is your love, affection, gifts?”

“I can’t get through that damn shield.”

Pietro sighed.

“I see now what it is.” He replied, accent thick. “You are out of practice Captain. Here, I’ll show you.” He pulled out another thermos and another small loaf of bread wrapped in a napkin. “I am not out of practice. I’ll teach you.”

Steve’s eyes went wide as Pietro stepped off the deck and made his way over to the cottage. He stood quickly, concerned that you’d throw him across the grass like you’d throw him down the path days earlier. He also didn’t want him flirting with you. He went to follow but Pietro called out to him as he went through the front gate and headed towards your shield.

“Do not worry Alpha. She will not hurt me.”

When Pietro reached the shield he glanced around at the windows to see if you were watching and although he couldn’t see you, part of him knew you were. His position had brought him to the front of the house and he wondered if he should go to the side as Sam and Bucky had when unloading your car. Moving would mean Steve would have to move too and that might piss you off. He decided instead to unscrew the lid of the thermos. It didn’t take long for the front door to creep open. Pietro smirked to himself.

“Can I help you?” Your voice called out firm and annoyed.

“I bring you offerings Luna.”

He heard you snort with laughter and then heard your voice again.

“It’s not harvest or solstice.” You replied as you appeared in the doorway. Steve and Pietro both felt themselves go rigid at the sight of you. Your hair was pulled in a messy bun and you were wearing a long black dress that could have been nightwear. It hugged your body in all the places it should. Even with the matching robe-like cover up over the top they could see the shape of your body, including the curve of your breasts. Your skin was glowing a little and you looked like some sort of dark goddess.

Pietro has only seen you briefly during the fight as he’d dipped in and out of consciousness, and now he couldn’t help but be in awe of you.

“You’re Pietro.” You said as you made you way toward him. “You were one of the hostages.”

“I was. It’s one of the reasons I wanted to bring you this. A thank you Luna.” He said as he held out the thermos towards the shield.

“Is that the only reason?” You said a smirk on your face, sensing their was more to what was happening.

“No, of course not.” He replied, before lowering his voice to a whisper. “I try and teach these idiots on how to speak to omegas and our Luna, and I like to, how is it you say, one up? Yes one up, Bucky and Sam by giving you first gift and offering.”

You heard a growl come from Steve and a ‘hey, not cool’ from the direction of the bushes and trees near to the path you had seen the pack using over the last few days.

Pietro smiled at you widely.

“You see what I have to deal with Luna.”

You laughed in return.

“Please take the stew Luna, it is my grandmother’s recipe and Laura baked the bread especially, not only will you make us happy, I will one up them, and the Alpha will stop worrying about your eating.”

You glanced over Pietro’s shoulder and caught Steve’s watchful gaze. Your omega practically belly rolled forward to see him, as your white wolf tried to act nonchalant. You snapped your eyes away from Steve and looked back at Pietro.

“Are you always like this with each other?”

“Yes Luna of course.” He said a wiry grin on his face. You smiled and shook your head.

“Poor Steve.”

You heard Steve let out a small huffed laugh.

“Fine. I will play your games Maximoff but I counter it by saying I will take this stew and I shall enjoy it but that Alpha needs to sleep in a bed. A proper bed and not in that cabin. It looks like it’s about to fall down.” You said pointing at Steve.

You could hear back and forth between Sam and Bucky coming from the tree line and sighed.

“And tell those two to take their ridiculousness out of the poison ivy.”

You opened the shield slightly as Pietro passed you the thermos, now with the lid back on and the bread. You noted how despite his cheekiness, he remained respectful and didn’t try and edge forward or step through the gap.

“Thank you Pietro, and please tell Laura thank you too.”

“I will, and I shall do my best to relay your messages to the Alpha and the idiots.”

“Thank you.”

You turned and went back toward the house. The four of them watched transfixed by the swing of your hips. Pietro turned back as you shut the door and smiled at Steve. Steve shook his head in disbelief.

“And what has that achieved?”

“She’s taken a gift from the pack. She opened the shield even just a little, and she wants you to sleep. So as much as you annoy our Luna, she worries too.” Pietro replied as he dropped down in the chair beside Steve.

“And now what?” Asked Steve.

“Now you eat your stew. Then you sleep like your mate asked you to, and tomorrow Captain? Tomorrow you chop wood.”

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[syntheticavenger]

Splinter - Series Masterlist

For @cocobutterqwueen @darksideofthecocoamoon and @flordeamatista who helped me flesh out the beginning and middle of the first chapter of this fic! Which was spawned from this little blurb in the fragile universe.

Dark! Alpha! Thor x Omega! Female Reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, world building, Alpha/Omega dynamics, drinking, intimidation, threats, mentions of death, destruction of worlds, Thor using his Godly powers the way the comics intended.

Summary | Your dream job provides prestige, security and a chance to shape your future. When one little mistake leads to Thor saving you in a time of crisis, his past promise comes back to haunt you.

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Show off | @/ramp-it-up

Explicit | 3.5k | Early CATWS Steve Rogers x Reader

18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT. Read at your own risk. Ari Levinson (he's a warning), Jealous, possessive Steve, hints of violent Steve, exhibitionism kink (sex in public), marking, fingering, raw p in v, praise kink, rough sex, creampie.

Steve loves to show you off.

Love knows no bounds | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 2k | Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Age gap, Reader is in late 20s & Steve is in 40s, Angst, Arguing, Dry Humping, Make up sex, P in V.

Your dad’s best friend, Steve Rogers, has been in a secret relationship with you. When Steve wants to take your relationship public, you freak out and leave for college. Once you’re back in town, you want to work things out with him. Will he forgive you?

Tangled (#9) | @vunblr

Explicit | 8.7k | Cecaelia!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Slight Angst, Teratophilia

Between fear and fascination, a solitary creature struggles to protect his hidden world -and himself- after an unexpected encounter with a curious human woman makes him question everything he thought he knew about trust, danger, and boundaries.

Not ready yet | @/societyfolklore

Explicit | 6.1k | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Dom!Steve, Vaginal Fisting, Gentleman-to-Deviant Vibe (Soft Dom-to-Darker Shift), Size Kink & Super Soldier Strength, Manipulation (Soft-Edged, Coaxing Control), Dubious Consent, Pleasure-Drunk, Praise Kink, Your Naive but Steve is Calculated, Internal Conflict (Bliss-to-Dread Arc),

Steve Rogers has been nothing but the perfect gentleman- sweet, attentive, patient. He’s made you feel special from the moment you met, like something rare and cherished. So when he finally invites you over for dinner after two months of slow-burning romance, you think you know what’s coming. You don’t…

We couldn’t stop | @/societyfolklore

Explicit | 7k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader x Steve Rogers

Sex Pollen / Drugged Lust, Threesome MFM, Dubious Consent (due to drug influence), Double Penetration, Oral (F & M receiving), Praise Kink, Rough Sex/Overstimulationm Fingering, anal ply, cum play, Competitive Doms

During a sweep of a forgotten HYDRA lab, you, Steve, and Bucky trigger an old aerosol dispersal system. No one realizes what hit you until it’s too late. Now stuck in quarantine- burning, aching, and caged in with two dominant, unraveling super soldiers- you’re forced to ride out the drug’s effects together.

Extra credit | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 1.7k | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Oral Male, Smut, P in V.

You try to beg your professor for a better grade on your paper. He’s come up with extra credit instead.

Eternity | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 2.6k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Vampire AU, drinking alcohol, drinking blood, smut, oral fem.

The moment Bucky saw you, he knew you were going to be his for Eternity.

Ties that bind us | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 1k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Bondage, Smut, Oral Fem, fingering and talk of anal at end.

Bucky has been sleeping with you every night for the last week. What is driving your husband to have such a high sexual drive?

Earn it | @/societyfolklore

Explicit | 3.6k | Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader

Dom!Loki/Sub!Reader dynamic, Orgasm denial, Magical control/ enchantments, Power imbalance, Light bondage (hands behind back), Teasing, edging, and overstimulation, Possessive behaviour, SMUT

Loki returns to Asgard after a long absence to find you’ve disobeyed the only rule he left you with: don’t touch yourself in his absence. Now, he intends to teach you the true meaning of patience, submission, and punishment.

Behind closed doors | @/vunblr

Explicit | 5.5k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

PTSD. Regressive!Bucky. Mommy Kink. Praise Kink. Self-Soothing (Nursing). Past Self-Harm Mention.

Most days, Bucky is a functional, dependable, and even deadly man. Others, when the noise in his head gets too loud, behind closed doors, he becomes Jamie.

Hidden treasure | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 1.6k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

swearing, smut, butt plug

You surprise Bucky by wearing a gift he got you and he has a hard time keeping his hands to himself.

BUCKY BINGO:

The ultimate risk - Part 2 | @saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 5.0k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Sugar Daddy au, Reader is 30 & Bucky is in his 40s, trust issues, angst, eventually falling in love, smut, oral (m & f).

Reader is a full-time college student at 30 years old who is starting over in life. When she loses her full-time job as a waitress, CEO James “Bucky” Barnes steps in with a proposition. Can he sell you on a way to help you by offering a Sugar Daddy relationship? In time who will get feelings first?

The ultimate risk - Part 3 | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 5.9k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Sugar Daddy au, Reader is 30 & Bucky is in his 40s, reader has trust issues, talks of anxiety, angst, eventually falling in love, smut, oral (m & f), nicknames (sweetheart and doll.)

Reader is a full-time college student at 30 years old who is starting over in life. When she loses her full-time job as a waitress, CEO James “Bucky” Barnes steps in with a proposition. Can he sell you on a way to help you by offering a Sugar Daddy companionship? Who will get feelings first?

The ultimate risk - Part 4 | @/saiyanprincessswanie

Explicit | 5.5k | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Sugar Daddy au, Reader is 30 & Bucky is in his 40s, reader has trust issues, talks of anxiety, angst, eventually falling in love, smut, oral (m & f), nicknames (sweetheart and doll.)

Reader is a full-time college student at 30 years old who is starting over in life. When she loses her full-time job as a waitress, CEO James “Bucky” Barnes steps in with a proposition. Can he sell you on a way to help you by offering a Sugar Daddy companionship? Who will get feelings first? Can a Sugar Daddy relationship really work out?

Avengers-Spring Bingo:

Steve’s sketches | @sunday-bug

General | 0.7k | Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Steve Rogers loves to sketch his favorite person.