#bucky barnes smutty drabbles

[crazyunsexycool]

Could we get Bucky and y/n smut? If you're comfortable writing that ❤️

I’m assuming that this request is for is it a crime? Because that is what I’m going to write it for!

Warning: smut, p in v, oral (fem receiving),a touch of orgasm denial, lil bit of angry sex, unprotected sex (be safe, wrap it up)

A/N: I don���t consider myself a great smut writer but also practice makes perfect so here we go!

Minors DNI!!!!!

Bucky walked straight to your room, ignoring the other that were sitting in the living room. He was fuming. News travels fast and in less than 20 minutes he’d heard how reckless you had been. Again. So when he got to your bedroom door he didn’t knock. Instead he just opened the door and pushed it with so much force that it slammed against the wall and almost closed on him.

You turned to look at him, your hair still wet from the shower you had just gotten out of. The only thing keeping you covered was the towel around your body. Bucky’s piercing blue eyes sent a chill up your spine as he looked you up and down. But once he looked you in the eyes you could barely see the blue in his. Neither of you said a word for just a moment. You see his jaw clench and his hands make a fist a few times and you smirk.

With a quick movement the towel falls to the floor leaving you bare, just for him. Bucky walks in and closed the door behind him and locks it. He closes the distance between you and you shudder that the feeling of his left hand on your waist. Your hands travel up his chest and rest on his shoulders. And suddenly his lips are on yours, urgent and greedy.

You don’t have to move much since you were already standing by your bed. Bucky pushes you down and your back hits the mattress. You watch as Bucky removes his leather jacket and then his black t-shirt before moving to hover over you. No words need to be exchanged, he was angry and you knew it. But you wanted to apologize. It had never been your intention to almost get caught by Pierce and you knew Bucky needed to feel you. To know you were still there with him. You needed to feel him too, you needed to feel safe.

So when you feel his lips on your neck you move your head to the side to give him more access. Bucky pulls whimpers and moans from you as his tongue swirls around your pebbled peaks. He leaves a trail of open mouthed kisses along your chest as he moves to your other breast. His hands move and knead at the soft flesh of your waist before traveling down to your hips. When you look down you find him already looking at you.

You feel a fire, deep in your belly as he kisses your mound. A hand on each of your thighs as he spreads your legs to have better access to your already glistening pussy.

“Already so wet for me.”

With a groan he licks a stripe from your weeping entrance up before wrapping his lips around your little bundle of nerves and sucking, hard. You gasped as Bucky teased your entrance with two fingers before slowly pushing in. The familiar feeling of an impending orgasm starts to rise as you move your hips against Bucky’s fingers. His words are a mixture of praise and filth as he quickens his pace. His name on your lips the closer you get to the edge, and just as your about to orgasm you feel him stop his movements and pull back.

“What the fuck?” You glare at him.

“Oh, you think you deserve to come after that stunt you pulled?” He asked as he moved back up your body. You feel the heat radiating off of him, it’s a welcome warmth.

You open your mouth to reply but Bucky takes the opportunity to put his fingers in your mouth.

“Clean up your mess.”

A moan escapes you as you taste yourself when your tongue swirls around his fingers. While Bucky’s attention was on your mouth, you took the chance and pulled on his belt before undoing the button and zipper on his jeans. Bucky pulls back and kneels between your legs. He pulls down his jeans and boxers allowing his cock to spring free.

You bite your bottom lip as you sit up. There is already a bead of precum that you want to taste. As your hand reaches for him, Bucky grabs your wrist and moves over you to force you lay back down. He pins both of your hands above your head. His right hand holding both of yours while he pumps himself twice with his left. He lines himself up with your entrance and you moan as you feel the tip of his cock. In one quick motion he bottoms out.

Feeling so full so quickly you felt like Bucky punched the air out of your lungs. You flutter around him but he doesn’t move right away and it drives you crazy. When you turn to look at him he has a smirk on his face.

“Please…”

“Please what baby?” He coos as he runs his nose from your jaw to your ear.

“Move…please.”

“You sure about that?”

You whine as you try to move yourself but his weight has you pinned down.

“Yes, Please.”

He doesn’t respond, instead Bucky pulls back and in another quick motion he thrusts back in, bottoming out again. He keeps this rhythm up and every time he hits that spongy spot inside that makes you see stars and you’re close again.

“Fuck, you’re gripping me so tight baby.”

“Please… Bucky.”

“You wanna come, Hhmm?”

“Yes, yes, yes” you ramble as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“You’re so close baby, I can feel it.”

He’s made you into a moan, writhing mess underneath him and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You want to touch him, bring him closer to you as you finally get the relief you were denied before but he still has you hands pinned. Just as the coil that’s wound up so tightly in your belly is about to snap Bucky stops, again.

You let out a frustrated whine and when you open your eyes he’s smirking down at you.

“No fair.”

“Seems pretty fair to me. You should get punished for being so reckless.” He says as he lets your hands go. He reaches up and grabs a pillow and as he sit back on his haunches he puts the pillow under your hips.

“James, if you don’t make me cum I’ll find someone else to do it.”

If he could push your buttons you could push them right back. His smirk disappears from his face and it’s replaced with a scowl. He brings his thumb up to start to form small slow circles on your clit.

“You really think I’m gonna let someone else have my pussy?”

“If they get the-“ you stop what you’re saying when Bucky starts to move again. A quicker pace than before but still just as hard. He grips your hips with enough force you’re sure there’ll be bruises there the next day.

“Maybe I shouldn’t let you come for a week. How about that?”

You shake you’re head as your fist the sheets under you. His name slips from your lips over an over as you wrap your legs around his waist. When Bucky finally moved to hover over you again you wrap your arms around him. Your nails dig into his back. He moans your name in your ear.

Again you begin to feel that coil tighten in your belly and your legs shakes slightly. You feel Bucky move his hand back to your clit and begin to form little circles.

He bumps his nose against yours and you feel his breath against your lips. A few quick kisses are shared between you.

“You wanna come baby?”

“Yes.. please… Wanna come.”

“Come on my cock.” He moans when he feels you tighten around him.

The rush of pleasure washes over you. Your eyes shut and your arms around Bucky as he lets you ride your high. After a few more thrusts you feel him spill into you. His head is hidden in the crook of your neck and you feel his lips on you.

Slowly he pulls out and lays next to you. You both panting as you lay there. The bed dips but you’re suddenly too tired to turn and see what Bucky was doing. But you should have know since he’s always so caring afterwards. You feel the warm wet cloth between your legs and the. You feel a shift under you and then the bed dip again. His arms are around you and he pulls you up against his chest before pulling the covers over both your naked forms.

“You know I came over to argue with you.” Bucky says with a little chuckle.

“I know, Steve messaged me when you left.”

His hand, which had been moving up and down your arm stops. Bucky pulls back to look down at you and finds you smiling up at him.

“You were waiting on me naked on purpose?”

“Yup. I had a shitty day and didn’t feel like arguing with you.”

“You’re a little shit you know that.” He says with a laugh.

“But you love me.”

“I do, I love you.”

“I love you too.” You say with a content sigh as you cuddle into his side some more.

[gummydummy19]

so I just started working in a jewelry store in the city and my boss opened up a new boutique further up the street so Im in charge of this store ALL BY MYSELF. I'm talking like she gave me the keys and everything...anywho so I just ended my lunch break and when I came back I really had to pee but I had already opened the store back up so I contemplated my options for a second and chose to run upstairs super quickly and leave the store open.

Why am I telling you all of this, you ask? Because this is FULE for fanfics people! I swear as I ran up the stairs the ideas spread through my mind like wildfire.

What if college Bucky decides to pay his gf a visit at work? Or needy Ransom? Or mob Steve????

"Come on, baby, I'll be quick!" He mumbled in your ear as he trailed kisses down your neck.

"Babe no we can't! My boss trusts me!" you said as you tried to wriggle yourself from his grip.

"Ofcourse she does sweetheart, who wouldn't trust such a good girl,"

I need a sip of water....

[buckyalpine]

40s Sergeant Barnes with a nurse and a Sergeant kink (and breeding and house wife kink, virginity loss). This was supposed to be a pure smutty drabble but then I got in my feelings and added some fluff and angst but I promise Bucky is still a dirty, nasty little fuck in this. Just with a sweeter ending. The one he deserves.

Listen just imagine what a cute, sexy menace Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes would be just waking up from an injury when his eyes flutter open to the pretty nurse he’s been eyeing from the day he started. You’re not a shy, dainty little thing, nope. Not at all.

You bark out orders like a drill Sergeant and one glare from you is all it takes to get everyone in line and on task without a second thought. Even his superiors are scared of you, biting their tongue when you stitch them up and send them on their way before running off to your next patient.

Bucky was in love.

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes” he rasps, throwing you a charming smirk while you roll your eyes in response, shaking your head. "How'd I get so lucky, got a my little angel tendin' to me"

“I see your injury hasn’t stopped hurt that mouth of yours Sergeant" You quirk an eyebrow while he playfully huffs as you change the dressing covering a gash on his abdomen. You swab the area clean and he doesn't flinch even though you know it must burn like hell, his muscles tensed while he continues to watch you with heart eyes. "Now you know I'm not your little angel, I got 20 other men to fix up, you better be out of this bed as soon as you're all healed up"

“C’mon sugar, you're breakin' my heart" Bucky gives you a little pout with those perfect lips and you catch the twinkle in his eye as he looks over your form with complete admiration. He loved your sassy, take no shit attitude and it's taking everything in him to calm himself down so he doesn't get a hard on right there in front of you.

"You'd tell that to a cat with three legs if it was in a nurses outfit" You try your best to not give into his flirty comments and puppy eyes, knowing damn well he's a heart breaker but he makes it so difficult when he continues to woo you with his boyish charm.

He can't help but chase after you; catching the way your eyes always dart around with anxiety when his group returns from an operation, relief flooding them when you finally spot him. He loves your indifferent attitude, patting him down to make sure he's uninjured but your furrowed brows and the tiny pout on your lips give away that you're worried.

How can he just let you go. Every time you check over him, he needs you closer.

So much closer.

-

"Ms. y/l/n, Sergeant Barnes is requesting you in his tent, he says it's urgent"

You shake your head looking over at the time, quietly making your way over to the tent he's stationed at, thankful that a number of troops were sleeping so you wouldn't be seen as you quickly slip inside.

“And what hurts now” you sass with your hands on your hips seeing the soldier in perfect health, doing your best to assess him without letting him know.

"Always checkin' over me" Bucky chuckles, seeing what you're doing; his words making your cheeks heat up, "Knew you cared about me sugar"

"Well what am I doin' here" You give him an unconvincing huff, struggling to keep your voice steady, refusing to meet his eyes, keeping your gaze on his silver dog tags instead. It doesn't help that he's handsome as hell with a light dusting of scruff covering his cheeks. Bucky's never seen you flustered before and it evokes something in him, all the blood in his body rushing south seeing your fingers twitch.

All he wanted to do was kiss you but now-

“Help your Sergeant out doll” He whispers, taking another step forward till his chest brushes against yours, his hand coming to tilt your chin up, "Will you?"

You gasp feeling his hardness press against your thigh, your heart fluttering wildly as his thumb traces your lips, any semblance of control you had slipping away feeling the warmth of his skin.

“Y-yes Sergeant Barnes”

His lips press against yours, soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the way his body was screaming for him to pick you up and toss you onto his cot.

"Sweet like sugar" He lets his hands fall to your waist, pulling you flush against his body while your arms drape on top of his shoulders. You stand on your toes chasing more of his lips and he chuckles at the needy whine you let out when he pulls away for air.

Now let's say your first night together was actually quite tame. He kisses you again and you swoon when he repeatedly checks in with you before going any further. His hand slips under your skirt, letting his fingers toy with places no on else has touched. With each night, he needs you more and more until he can't hold off any longer and neither can you.

-

You sneak into his tent and this time he doesn't hesitate to undress you completely, not when he needs you bare with nothing separating you both. You feel your heart race as he lies on top of you, draping a thin sheet over himself when you shiver at the chill night air. You feel his body heat instantly warm you up, his heavy cock resting between your soaked folds.

"Are you sure, sugar?" He asks, his hand cupping your cheek and stroking your skin.

"Please Sergeant" You whisper and the way you say his title makes his cock twitch. There's something so different about you when you're in his bed, a sweet little bunny giving herself to him completely. It drives him feral with a need to make you feel good, make you cry for his cock and his cock only, to keep you nice and full of him.

You don't look twice at anyone else and here you are completely naked in his tent with your tight little virgin cunt, your legs spread open so he can put his dick in you; there was no way he was ever going to let you go.

"You tell me if it's too much, alright?" His lips tickle your neck as kisses your skin while rubbing his heavy cock through your folds, coating it in your slick, "Breathe for me"

He slips his tags into your mouth as he starts to press in, the initial sting making you bite down hard onto the metal feeling a mix of pleasure and pain. You whine at the way he stretches you open, your thighs squeezing around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders.

"Shhh, that's it love, doin' so good for me so good for your Sergeant, look how you're takin' all of me baby" He looks down to where you're both connected as he continues to slowly push himself in till hes fully sheathed inside you. He gives you time to adjust, slipping his tags out of your lips and letting his tongue lace with yours instead, his balls already throbbing with how tightly you were squeezing his cock.

"Please-Sergeant" your heels press into his ass desperate for him to move, gasping when he starts to slowly roll his hips, barely pulling out.

"I got you love-don't worry" Bucky moves as slowly as he could not wanting to hurt you, taking just as much care of you as you had with him countless of times.

But he can only keep up at that pace for so long. Your muffled whines and moans don't help the way his mind is already spiraling. His pretty little nurse all spread out just for him, taking his raw, bare cock in her soaking pussy, squeezing him so tight, he was only a few strokes from cumming.

If it were up to him he would've proposed on the spot, thinking about making love to you on your wedding night, seeing you all shy and sweet wrapped up in soft white lace. If you were his wife, he'd take you apart every which way, not giving a fuck about traditions, taking you right on the dining room table.

You'd be the prettiest little thing for him to come home to, such a good wife all dirty just for her husband. Only he'd know the way your mouth would slobber all over his cock like your life depended on it. The way you'd moan at the taste of his cum. Bucky's eyes rolled back at the thought of you with nothing but some heels and a string of pearls he'd put around your neck while he stuffed you with cum and emptied his balls in you.

"S-Sergeant-I-oh god" You whimpered feeling his cock grow harder, your pussy pulling him right back in, feeling the coil low in your belly pull tighter and tighter as he hit that spot.

Meanwhile Bucky's jaw clenched as he felt his balls pull tight to his body, the tip leaking steadily in your pussy. His mind spiraled into places he didn't think would exist before he met you, rogue thoughts he only entertained when he had his dick in his hand. The harder he fucked you the more he thought about how gorgeous you'd look with a swollen belly.

Fuck, imagine if he got you pregnant right then and there. That nurses uniform would no longer fit you. Everyone would know he knocked you up, your perfectly round tummy carrying Sergeant James Barnes' baby, breasts heavy with milk, God, he wasn't going to last-

“Gonna let your Sergeant pump you full of cum?” He pants, letting his hands grip onto your hips like his life depends on it, the wiry hair at the base of his cock rubbing against your clit.

“Yes!!” You sob, biting down onto his shoulder to keep your cries down while he continues to fuck you into oblivion. You don't understand how such filth can spew from that pink, pouty little mouth of his. "Please-please-need-youI-I'm gonna-"

"M'yours sweet girl, m'all yours, go on, cum for me love, cum on my cock, it's all yours" He gazed into your eyes, cooing at your parted lips and sweat slicked skin. It didn't take long for you to shatter around him his lips smashing against yours to swallow your moans.

"Want your cum Sergeant" You beg , desperate to have him claim you from the inside.

"Oh fuck baby, y-you can't say that, m-gonna, oh fuckkk" Your words throw Bucky right off the edge as he lets out a deep groan stilling his hips and shooting endless ropes of his spend into you. You both lay in comfortable silence, your fingers playing with his hair; his usual kempt brown locks now disheveled .

“Y’know m’gonna marry you” his scruffy cheek nuzzles into your neck as he continues to stay deep inside you as his cock softens, “after all this is over. Gonna put a ring on that finger”

His words send a different wave of emotions over you, feeling more safe than ever, clinging onto him as tightly as possible. You let a whimper slip out and he pulls away from your neck with an expression of concern.

“What is it love” Bucky coos, wiping away the tears that slip you, stroking your cheek while you bite back a sniffle.

“Do you mean it? After this is all over?” You weren't sure what Bucky would want-there was still a war going on. Anything could happen. Perhaps this was just to keep his bed warm. Something to keep him calm, you were just someone to-

"Of course sugar" Bucky presses a firm kiss to your forehead, silencing the thoughts that tried to run wild. "You're mine"

-

And of course he gets his happy ending. Because when it's all over, he gets the ring for the girl he loves. He's on one knee, proposing to you with the sweetest words. He treats you like a princess on your wedding night, making love all night long until the sun is up.

There isn't a surface in the house he's left untouched. Nothing makes him more feral than moaning for his pretty wife, constantly taking her hand and wrapping it around his cock, watching that diamond glint with each stroke.

It doesn't take long for you to feel a little squeamish, knowing all the tell tale signs.

The day you tell him he's going to be a dad is one of the happiest days of his life. There isn't a single night that goes by where he isn't nuzzling his face into your tummy, talking to your little one.

Everything was perfecttt.

[nickfowlerrr]

patience

pairing: bucky barnes x curvy!reader

warnings: 18+ only. smuuuuuut (mainly m receiving).

words: 2k.

notes: i think i’ve used this gif before but i’m running out of gifs to use lol i’m gonna have to start making my own headers again soon. anyway, this is just a little smutty fic based off a small prompt list i saw recently. (222: “come here.”) i also wrote a very soft drabble based on the same dialogue that may or may not be posted here eventually. okay, anyway, enjoy! thank you in advance for reading and as always, feedback and reblogs are more than welcome and so appreciated! 🩵

“Come here.”

His words, though they sound like a soft command, are more of a gentle plea as he watches you from where he lies in bed.

A small smile forms on your lips as he speaks. You take a moment to finish rubbing in your moisturizer, your routine done for the night as your eyes move to meet his in the mirror.

You smile bigger and turn around to slowly make your way across the room to him. You can feel his anticipation to get his hands on you grow with your every step. You let your hips sway as you move closer, loving the way his eyes follow your body, his lids falling heavy as he pushes himself to sit up.

You’re wearing his favorite set, the lavender satin against your soft skin.. You were just begging to be touched. In fact, you’d been waiting for him in nothing more than this for hours. But he got home so late, covered in sweat and dirt all over his clothes, you sent him to the shower with just a chaste kiss as his face fell at your dismissal - his hands lingering on you as you slipped away from him to start taking your makeup off and get ready for bed.

He’s been watching you since he got out of the shower, climbing into bed in just his boxers as he waited for you as patiently as he could.

You want to see how much patience Bucky has left.

You watch his tongue dart out over his lip as his fingers twitch along his thighs, bringing your attention to his growing need.

Passing by the bedroom door, you stop to flick the lights out. All three switches. One by one, taking your time.

His impatient whine at your detour has you biting your lip to keep your smile at bay, though he can still spot that amused glint in your eyes, even through the darkened room.

“Sweetheart, please,” he groans, “I haven’t seen you all day, come here.” He coaxes you over, spreading his legs and reaching his arms out for you, a pout forming on his pretty lips.

He was still lit up by the bedside lights, the lights that were guiding you to him.

“Poor baby,” you coo in faux pity, finally standing before him. You let your hand drag up his thigh as you walk closer. You put one knee on the bed as you lean in to place a soft kiss on his pillowy lips.

Bucky tries to deepen it as his arms wrap around you and pull you closer.

You smile against his lips as you crawl fully onto the bed, straddling him as his hands smooth up and down your back now. He stares up at you as you part from him ever so slightly, his blue eyes shining. He looks at you like you’d hung the stars.

“I missed you,” he breaths.

“I can tell.”

You can’t help the smirk that effortlessly forms on your lips as you run your hands over his bare chest. You push your hips back and sit on his clothed erection. A hiss escaping him as he grips your soft waist, his eyes falling shut at the feeling of you on top of him.

“Missed me quite a bit, didn’t you,” your voice teasing.

“Yes,” he answers with a deep moan as you slowly roll your hips over his.

“And now I’m here,” you begin, leaning closer to brush your lips over his, “you’re quite happy, aren’t you.”

“Yes,” he moans again against your lips. They are so, so close to his, he can hardly think straight.

“And if I wasn’t here?” you question, pulling away from him as he chases your touch before you press on his chest, urging him down. Your strength is no match for Bucky’s. You both know he could easily have you on your back in a flash, but he falls to your touch, his pink lips part on an exhale as he watches you atop him, mesmerized.

A shudder runs through him as you let your hand run from his shoulder, down his chest, along his stomach until you get to the band of his underwear, snapping it lightly.

“What would you be doing if I wasn’t here?”

It wasn’t a real question, you both knew that. Bucky opens his mouth to try and formulate a sentence through his lust filled haze but you stop him.

“Don’t tell me. Show me,” you whisper, your dulcet voice laced with desire.

Bucky is stunned as you lift yourself off of him. He watches you settle on your knees beside him before you start pulling his underwear down for him.

“I know you want to,” you rasp, your heavy gaze never leaving his beautiful face as you free his straining cock and rid him of his boxers. You sit back up and kiss his stubbled cheek before whispering in his ear, “Come one, baby. Touch yourself for me.”

He lets out a soft groan as you guide his hand to his cock, wrapping it around himself before you guide it up and down his shaft. You watch his face as his eyes flutter shut at the motion.

You take your hand off of him and he looks at you as you nod, urging him on.

You watch intently as Bucky moves his hand along himself, pumping his shaft slowly but firmly.

You crawl across the bed to your nightstand and grab the nearly empty bottle of lube from your drawer before returning to his side.

You shake the bottle and squeeze the contents into your hand, only a pathetic spurt being released. You tsk before tossing the bottle to the wayside.

“Aaaah,” Bucky breathes as you rub the lube on your palm over his tip while he continues pumping his dick in his hand. You lean over and lift your eyes to meet his as you hollow your cheeks to collect your saliva in your mouth before you spit down on his cock. His thighs tense as your spit eases his strokes. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he groans as he works himself over a little faster.

You're tempted to stop him now and just wrap your mouth around his cock, but you won’t. You enjoy this too much, his cheeks growing pink and his puffy breaths as he jerks himself off. It’s a sight to behold, truly.

Instead you lay your head in his lap, let your hand rest on his lower abs, enjoying the way he tenses every now and again. Your fingers idly play along his happy trail before tracing the vein that leads to his cock, stopping as you near the base of him as to not interfere with his touching.

Your name can be heard falling from his lips in whimpered pleads before they’re overpowered by his deep groans and growls.

Bucky’s idle hand crawls along your chest and you let him grope your breasts as you watch him still. Your nipples are hard beneath the satin material of your bra and you revel in the feeling of Bucky’s hand on you. You slip your hand under yourself and unclasp the bra, pulling the garment off for him as he moans and runs his thumb over your nipple, earning a moan from you in turn before you decide to grab his hand and sit up. You turn your head and as you see the beads of precum leaking from his tip, you can’t help but lean down and lick them off as Bucky keens.

You move up his body and meet his lips, kissing him hotly. You bring your hand up to his face, caressing his stubbled cheek before working your fingers into his mouth. He obliges you, humming around your digits.You pull them from him before you settle back down into your spot, head on his lap as you lay perpendicular to his body. A breath leaves you as you relax into the mattress, content to watch Bucky get himself off while your hand slips into your panties, your fingers still wet with his spit playing in your own slick before you slide them inside you with a small moan. Your eyes are glued to Bucky as you watch his fist tighten around his dick - his eyes on you as you play with yourself. You can tell he’s close as his neck strains and he bears his teeth. You move further into his lap and stop your play, instead focusing completely on Bucky. Your face in his crotch, you let your tongue slide out and along his balls, a heavy groan falling past his lips as you lick him, his hand moving faster over his cock. You gently suck one into your mouth, letting your tongue massage him before you suck it off and let it go with a gentle pop, taking the other past your swollen lips and paying him the same attention. Bucky’s broken moans and whimpers fall freely from his lips, curses and your name intermingled as he begins to fully lose himself to the pleasure.

You watch as his tongue pokes out past his lips as he tries to hold himself back, a strangled noise leaving his throat as his body tenses. He’s kneading the tip of his cock as you play with his balls.

“Fuck - yes, baby, yes,” he calls out to you, voice tight, “fuck, please, sweetheart,” he begs.

You feel a sense of pride rush over you as you realize he’s asking for your permission. You sit up and get on your knees between his legs as he pants, his groans and growls growing louder the closer he gets.

“Where do you wanna come, baby?” you purr.

“Oh fuck,” he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment before he returns his tortured gaze to you. “Oh god,” he moans headily, “fuck, baby, let me come inside you,” he mewls, “please.”

You bite your lip and waste no time in slipping off your panties before you straddle him. You feel his cock pressed against your wet pussy as you grip his length, his hands now grabbing your hips as you line him up to your slick entrance. You slide down on him and moan in sync with Bucky as he fills you perfectly, the way he always does. The stretch of him inside you is intoxicating. You aren’t surprised when you immediately feel his dick throbbing along your walls, his come filling you up as you watch in awe - his beautiful face twisting in his pleasure.

His hands are still gripping your hips as he thrusts up into you, riding out his orgasm before he loosens his hold on your hips and relaxes under you, panting before he starts to catch his breath.

You lean down and press your lips to his, kissing him lovingly as he smiles into it, wrapping his arms around you before flipping you onto your back easily as he hovers above you.

“You did so good, baby,” you praise him as you take his face in your hands, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs.

“Yeah?” he smiles coyly, melting into your soft touch.

“Mhm,” you hum, a contented sigh escaping you as you settle yourself further into the mattress, your hands dropping to the blanket beneath you, getting ready to sit up so you can pull it over your bodies.

Bucky’s deep laugh catches you off guard as you look up into his eyes, still swimming in lust as he licks his lips. He grabs your wrists in his hands and pulls them above your head as he drops his head to your neck, kissing your sweet spot as he nestles himself better between your thighs as you gasp lightly, a small moan tumbling past your lips at his attention.

“What?” he mumbles against your throat before picking his head up, “you think you can just lay down and go to sleep now?”

Bucky lets go of your wrists as he drags his palms over your breasts, squeezing you before he moves down your soft torso, his kisses ceaseless against your skin as you arch into his touch. “I’ve missed you all day, sweetheart. I’m gonna be makin’ up for it all night,” he assures you with his charming, toothy grin as you titter under him with a soft smile of your own. You dutifully spread your legs wider for him, ready and wanting for whatever he has in store.

[softestqueeen]

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here are some of my favourite fics! here are all of the fics i regularly re-read and go back to!

i will be updating this list as i go!

if you see your works here and want them removed, please reach out to me!

disclaimer: they are ALL x reader *heavy sigh*

last update: 30/06/24

✧*̥˚ marvel/mcu *̥˚✧

loki laufeyson

burning words by @lokiprompts (angst/fluff)

the ceremony by @smolvenger (smut)

i want you by @lokigodofmyheart (angsty fluff)

statues by @sassypossumm (fluff)

enchanted by @fqreverwinter (fluff)

my attention by @seriiousgiirl (fluff/smut)

love story by @averagewriter-inthedark (headcanon/ fluff)

you can wrap me round your finger by @spookyrea (fluff)

lokis little witch by @vbecker10 (smutty fluff)

training blues by @jiyascepter (hurt/comfort)

running into trouble by @vbecker10 (angsty hurt/comfort)

gossip by @lokigodofmyheart (smut)

like a queen by @lokisgoodgirl (smut)

blue christmas by @mochie85 (smut)

what makes a princess by @muddyorbsblr (fluff)

lace and beads by @sarahscribbles (smut)

bucky barnes

breeding kink blurb by @buckyalpine (smut)

pick me by @buckyalpine (angst & hurt/comfort; fluff)

drabble by @buckyalpine (smut)

please can i hold you? by @itsthewritergal (hurt/comfort)

one shot by @buckyalpine (angsty fluff)

a forbidden invitation by @thevillainswhore (smut)

wanda maximoff

good morning ࿏ wm by @themidnightcrimson (smut)

natasha romanoff

one for the road by @elaci (fluff/smutty)

stephen strange

my doctor by @withalittlehoney (fluff)

good girl by @futureplayboibunnie (smut)

his medicine by @ironstrange1991 (fluff/smut)

the goatee problem by @ironstrange1991 (fluffy drabble)

you're my comfort by @ironstrange1991 (fluff)

bucky barnes & steve rogers

accidents happen by @myfictionaldreams (fluff, smut, hurt/comfort)

adventures of amy series by @girlygirl14534

miguel o'hara

all brawn by @luvrxbunny (smut)

hot and bothered by @spiderlyla (fluffy smut)

bruce banner

cuddles are the cure by @late-to-the-party-81 (fluff/comfort)

steve rogers

tomorrow by @writtenfangirl (fluff)

here for you by @elixirfromthestars (hurt/comfort)

✧*̥˚ bbc sherlock *̥˚✧

sherlock holmes

sidewalks of london by @french-vanilla-in-the-clouds (fluff)

the london eye by @french-vanilla-in-the-clouds (fluff)

hold me by @fallingforunrealisticromance (fluff)

brother dearest by @starks-hero (fluff)

a single touch by @bakerstreethound (smut)

safe in your arms by @classickook (fluff)

too good to be true by @teigo-the-explorer (fluff)

let the light in by @starssaroundmyscarssblog (fluff)

dear jealousy by @french-vanilla-in-the-clouds (fluff)

a case of mistletoe and presents by @bakerstreethound (smutty)

✧*̥˚ call of duty *̥˚✧

könig

sugar daddy!könig by @yawnderu (smut)

pornstar!könig by @yawnderu (smut)

simon "ghost" riley

soft-tummy simon riley by @lovelyghst (fluff)

pornstar!Ghost by @shotmrmiller (smut)

drabble by @xiamentshoneypot (fluff)

wife of ghost by @august126 (smut)

✧*̥˚ harry potter *̥˚✧ *heavy sigh* i know

george weasley

the stolen sweater by @mayraki (fluff)

put your head on my shoulder by @weelittleweasley (fluff)

✧*̥˚ actors/actresses*̥˚✧

tom hiddleston

in too deep by @thefaefiction (smut)

✧*̥˚ criminal mind*̥˚✧

spencer reid

be my angel by @nereidprinc3ss (angsty fluff)

smut imagine by @minswriting

✧*̥˚ authors*̥˚✧

here are some of the authors i love to read and i always go back to!

@ironstrange1991 (stephen strange) her masterlist

@buckyalpine (bucky barnes) her masterlist

@luvrxbunny (bucky barnes, miguel o'hara, moon knight, joel miller) her masterlist

@fettuccin-e (oscar isaac & pedro pascal characters) her masterlist

@bakerstreethound (sherlock holmes) their masterlist their masterlist 2.0

@withalittlehoney (stephen strange) her masterlist

@melodygatesauthor (moon knight & miguel o'hara) her masterlist

[lokisgoodgirl]

Absolutely Dripping [Avenger!Loki x Fem.Reader]

A link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: A very wet towel-clad god interrupts your prank. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smutty. Extreme Loki Thirst. Language. Based on my Hot Gif Drabble: The Towel (w/c 2.9k)

You bit your lip, nerves of excitement flushing through your blood as you rounded the corner toward the men’s locker room. Revenge sat snug in the pocket of your jeans; the small bag of powder nestled against your hip. The plan was perfect. That smug bastard wasn’t going to know what hit him. You’d been planning this all week, waiting until he predictably spent Saturday morning in the Tower gym with Wilson. This’ll teach him to mess with me, you thought; grimacing at the memory of your most unflattering underwear decorating the Avengers common room like goddam bunting.

You looked around, registering the patter of a shower in use down the hall. I’ll be in and out, you thought; frantically scanning the benches. A few kit bags lay dotted around. You squinted, reading the names embroidered into their fabric; Wilson, Barton...Barnes. You smirked, tiptoeing like a cartoonish villain across the tiles, incandescent with silent glee. You unzipped Bucky’s kit bag, rummaging for the prize you sought. Why does he need so much shit for the gym, he lives upstairs; you thought, while one hand fumbled inside the pocket at your hip. Your eyes widened with excitement as they fell on the item in question. His trousers. “Reduced to indulging yourself with the stolen scent of Barnes’ raggedy sweatpants, Agent?” You froze, eyes flickering back and forth against the lockers as you stood hunched with the offending article in your hands. “You really must work on your clandestine techniques, darling. I could hear your elephantine footsteps from the shower-room.”

You spun around, clutching the black sweatpants to your chest. “Loki. Hi.”

Laufeyson leant against the open doorway, a fist holding a towel loosely wrapped around his hips. Clearly, he had been in a hurry. A dark trail of fine hair bordered the towel's edge over his Adonis belt, skin still glistening with fresh droplets of water. You swallowed.

He was soaking. Absolutely dripping, in fact. The dents in his chiselled torso glimmered with a mirrored sheen, flicking his sodden hair back from his face. Water ran down his biceps, catching in the crook of his elbow before pattering to the floor. He crossed his ankles, the jaunty confidence of his stance making it difficult to retain even a nugget of dignity. You felt your cheeks begin to burn under his amused stare.

“You’re probably wondering what I’m doing here.” you chuckled awkwardly. Loki shrugged, inspecting his fingernails. “Not really. There is a degree of inevitability within this scenario that cannot be denied.” You frowned, glancing back at the benches. “Do you...do you need your kit bag? Sorry, I’ll get out the way-”

“I do not require a kit bag.” he snapped haughtily, pacing forward across the tiles. He ran his hands through his sodden black hair, dripping tendrils pasted against his long neck. Fuck, he looked good naked. Well, almost naked. Fuck me, you thought; feeling heat rising in your cheeks. He's even hotter without the leather. He's fucking hotter. If you’d known there was even the possibility he’d be here to catch you, you’d have worn something a bit less...tragic. “You also ‘do not require’ a towel.” you sniffed, trying to sound clever and immediately regretting it. An amused smirk flickered at the god’s lips, his eyes narrowing with intrigue. “Is that so, Agent? Perhaps I should divest myself of it, then.” he purred, careful footsteps edging closer as you shuffled, knees hitting the back of the bench. “I mean, I meant- I didn’t mean now, I meant... because you can dry yourself...you’re always saying you can just dry yourself...oh-never mind.” you spluttered, throwing the sweatpants back on top of Bucky’s bag.

The small plastic square filled with powder fell to the tiles, landing perfectly beside Loki’s left foot. The two of you stared at it, eyes rising in tandem. Loki was brimming with mischief, his wide pupils glimmering with interest in the unexpected drama in which he had become immersed.

“And what, pray tell, is that?” he said, tilting his head as you wished the ground would swallow you whole. “It’s uh...itching powder.” you muttered, pulling at the sleeve of your baggy sweatshirt. Loki couldn’t be standing more than a foot away. You could feel the heat from his shower-fresh skin wafting across the space between you. Clean, fresh musk hung in the air; like warm pine and wet leaves and sandalwood and bergamot. The scent of him. You'd always assumed it was cologne. Christ, you thought; feeling your chest tighten under a roll of feral desire. Keep it together. Trickles ran from his hair to his glistening collarbone, gathering in the hollow. Some made paths over waves of abdominal muscle, soaking into the rich cotton hanging dangerously on his hips. You swallowed, unable to draw your eyes away. "I was under the impression that on Midgard it is considered rude to stare." Loki hummed, rolling his shoulders back and readjusting the fingers toying with the tuck of the towel. "Is that not so?" Your eyes snapped upward, lips opening and closing as you searched your empty brain for a sentence that wouldn’t make you sound like a pervert.

"Mmmm..." he murmured thoughtfully, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth as he marinated in the awkward silence. "So, are you going to get that?" The side of his foot nudged at the baggie lying abandoned on the tiles below. Even his toes are sexy, you thought with an internal whine; noticing your breaths quickening as you lowered on your haunches reaching for the bag. You wobbled, hands flying to the nearest surface to steady yourself. His thighs. Oh god, no. You grimaced, feeling Loki rock into your pathetic grip above his knees. “Sorry.” you mumbled, looking up. His pointed chin was cast down to his chest, the symmetry of his face heartbreakingly perfect. You let out a light whimper.

How many times you’d fantasised about kneeling in front of him just like this, worshipping him with aching slowness. You would trap every growl of pleasure from his throat in your memory as you sucked him dry. Relishing every desperate rut of his hips further into your mouth, fingertips sinking into his bare, godly ass. You could feel wetness sliding in your panties as you bounced weakly on your calves, trying to gain purchase to come back up. They were jelly. His long thighs bulged against your hands through the towel. Imagine how he can fuck with legs like these, you thought; feeling another tide of arousal seep from your pussy. The corner of Loki’s mouth twitched, making his cheekbones sharpen in the bright overhead lights as he observed you through half-lidded eyes. The angle of his jaw highlighted his flawless bone structure as he leant forward, the sharp edges making you dizzy. His patient stare filled your head with absolute filth as you hovered with your mouth level to his crotch, rendered mute. Drops of water from his dripping locks spattered your upturned face. A solitary drip rolled down the side of your nose, catching on the edge of your upper lip. Without thinking, your tongue flicked out, drawing it in. “Are you alright, Agent?” Loki murmured with faux concern, enunciating every word as his keen eyes searched your face. Your thighs began to quiver as you balanced weakly on the balls of your feet. Loki pursed his lips, his voice as richly seductive as it was in the darkness when your fingers crept between your spread legs, alone in your bed. “Do you require some...assistance?” he purred knowingly, the slant of his eyebrows making you feel faint.

“Yes.” you said quickly, the solitary word catching in your throat. Loki smirked, his open palm appearing by your shoulder. “All you had to do was ask, darling.” He raised you slowly as pangs of discomfort shot up your legs. How long had you been down there? It couldn’t have been more than ten seconds, surely, you thought; as his warm breath skated over your lips. You realised you didn’t want to know.

“Since you are so brazenly flirting with failure in this prank of yours, perhaps it’s time to enlist the professional?” he hummed, his thumb wiping trails of moisture from your temple before resting on your cheekbone. Loki’s gaze hovered on your lips, his wide fingertip rubbing the angle of your jaw twice, before releasing you. You nodded, dazed. What the hell is wrong with me, you thought, holding up the baggie of itching powder beneath his sceptical gaze. He pinched it from your grasp, observing it with mild interest. “Well for one thing, Agent...it’s white. Even a simpleton like Barnes will notice a dusting of suspicious powder adorning his black sweatpants, wouldn’t you agree?” Your face fell, realising he was right. “But never fear, darling. Your saviour is here.” Loki winked, shaking the bag as you watched the white powder turn dark. A sly smile spread across your face, mirroring the devilish glint in Loki’s eye. He nodded, an unspoken understanding as you took the bag and opened it carefully. You spread the waist of Bucky’s sweatpants holding the legs in a tight fist and sprinkling the powder liberally in the crotch. “Give them a shake.” Loki whispered gleefully, lips stretching in a broad smile as he relished the mischief afoot. You shook the trousers, scraping the sides together to mesh the powder deeper into the thick fabric. “Good girl.” Loki murmured, folding his arms approvingly. The sound of raised voices echoed in the corridor. “Shit” you gasped, dropping the sweatpants on the floor. Loki’s hands clasped your shoulders, his broad chest inches from your face as you stared up at him, wide-eyed. His features were set in determination, fair skin and emerald eyes accentuated by wet, slicked back hair. God, he was so fucking hot. “If you are to evade discovery, drastic action is required.” he grumbled, ushering you to the side as he snapped his fingers. The sweatpants flew neatly folded into the kit bag, contents re-arranging of their own accord.

“Drastic ac-action?” you stammered, wondering what the hell was happening as your shoulders bumped against the tiled wall in the corner of the room.

Loki had manoeuvred you to a tight L shape space, a row of lockers to the side blocking your view of the door. Panic rose in your stomach, “They’ll see me, Loki, when they come across for the bags...” you hissed, craning around the corner before he pushed you back against the wall. “I think you’ve had enough opportunity to prove your skills in the art of mischief, pet.” he whispered, his forearm pressed against the wall above you, “And sadly lacking, I’m afraid.” The mockery was palpable. You grimaced, making Loki chuckle. Fat strands of sodden hair brushed your cheeks as he towered over you, encased by his semi-naked form against the cold wall. You felt yourself clench, the mess in your panties becoming untenable as he lowered covertly to your ear, lips grazing the skin. You let out a light gasp, a shudder making your knees buckle. “Just stay quiet.” he murmured, as the voices drew closer. “I have a plan.” Your eyes hovered on his twitching pectorals, an impossibly firm bicep flexing as he fiddled with the side of the towel. Moisture glistened against the veins protruding against tight skin, endless drips still caressing down the side of his stomach through deep grooves of muscle. Loki turned, the expanse of his triangular back close enough to bite. Fuck, you thought; as he raised one arm to rest on the side of the lockers, his thick trunk concealing you. You devoured the sight of his shoulder-blades adjusting, the rear of his arms even more toned than the front. Not a fingernail scratch in sight, you thought with interest, before your eyes flew wide; lips pressed tight to conceal a gasp.

He had dropped the towel. You stifled a whimper, unbidden delirious laughter building in your belly as you heard the owners of the voices fumble with the door. “Jesus Christ, Laufeyson...what the hell, man?” Wilson yelled, coupled with a low yowl of surprise from Bucky beside him. "Is it not enough you’re swingin’ that thing around in those tight leather pants 24/7? Fuck, man...puh-lease.” You bit your lip hard, the sharp pain settling rising giggles as you flattened against the tiles. Loki turned to the side, extending his arm to its full length against the wall of lockers. Wilson’s shoes were all you could see of him, the toes shuffling back and forth as he clearly tried to avert his eyes. “Apologies, gentleman. I wasn’t expecting company.” Loki purred, his ass clenching. You sucked your lips between your teeth, a silent girlish scream ringing in your brain as blood thundered in your ears. His rear was an absolute monument to marbled masculinity; it was all you could do not to sink to your knees. Imagine what he looks like from the front, you thought; cupping your mouth with your hands. A silent scream puffing out your cheeks. “Expecting?! Can you believe this guy? Dude, havin’ your dick out is cool, fine...but don’t stand there like one of your brother’s fangirls in the lobby with their ya-ya’s out, c’mon man; this is a public locker room not an Amsterdam shop-window.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about Wilson. This is perfectly normal on Asgard. A little post-workout self-care, if you know what I mean." he said knowingly, a sly twinge in his voice. "Which you just interrupted, actually.”

This was met by a humph of disapproval from the men, low tsks peppering the air as Loki re-adjusted his stance, spreading his legs wider. Wilson’s hand appeared beyond the lockers, a finger waggling toward the belligerent god. “Laufeyson. Do not stand there with your schlong in my face and tell me you were about to masturbate in the same room as my stuff. Please. Tell me that is not what I’m hearing right now.”

Loki chuckled, running a hand through his hair as you slid further down the wall; squeezed as far into the corner as you could get. From this angle, you could see the profile of his cock bobbing adjacent to one muscular thigh, semi-hard. A violent shiver rolled down your spine, brow furrowing with utter, disgraceful need. Bucky piped up. “Go wack it in the showers like a normal dude. Haven’t you just been in there?” From the direction of his voice, you guessed he was facing the door. “Whatever gave you the impression I was one of these...‘normal dudes’ of which you speak, Barnes?” the god hummed, leaning seductively against the lockers. The shoulder closest to your face tightened, his hand shifting across his hips, brushing his growing manhood. “You got that right.” Wilson spat, the squeak of trainers on the tile signalling the stand-off was over. “You got five minutes. And don’t go near my bag. I’ll know, ass-hole.” The door slammed shut, raised voices sounding from the hallway growing fainter as silence reigned in the locker room once more. Loki’s back rose and fell, the scent of his skin hanging in your nostrils like incense. How easy it would be, you thought, just to lean forward and bite him. Right there between his shoulder-blades. Loki cleared his throat. “I’m going to bend down now, Agent” he murmured, casting a cautious glance over his shoulder at your contorted body pressed feverishly against the wall. You nodded; eyes glazed. This is a dream, you thought; watching Loki’s long, lean body squat and gracefully scoop his discarded towel from the floor. This isn’t happening. Not really.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures, darling. I’m sure you’d agree.” he purred, rising and spinning on his heels, the loose towel clutched to his groin. You traced the twin valleys of definition with wandering eyes, on the thin wires of pubic hair creeping beyond the cotton’s reach. The long drape of towel swayed gently between his spread legs; the fist he was using to hold it aloft probably unnecessary.

You took a sharp breath, words forming on your tongue that choked behind your teeth. Loki stepped forward; the fine trail of darkness ghosting his lower stomach becoming a shadow.

The scent of his clean musk was overwhelming, the soaking mess in your underwear sliding against your clit as you squirmed. His bare chest pressed lightly against your sweatshirt, trapping you in the corner under his smouldering stare. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, eyes wide in faux-innocence. “You were desperate... weren’t you, Agent?” “Yes. Thank you, Loki…” you whispered, not knowing what else to say. He hummed approvingly, stepping back to let you pass. “Forget you saw anything with the powder” you said hastily, “and I’ll um, do the same. I never saw...anything.” You waved your hands in front of your eyes for effect, casting them downward as you made your way quickly to the door. Loki’s velvet chuckle sent shivers down your spine as your fingers gripped the doorknob, his palm sliding around your waist from behind; the other flat against the door; holding it shut. He wasn’t holding the towel. Loki pulled you back against his chest, a wall of stomach muscle straightening your spine. You could feel his cock hardening furiously against your ass, rubbing upward as he thrust gently against the soft flesh. His wetted lips grazed the edge of your jaw, making your head tilt to the side. You exposed your neck with a soft moan as more droplets from his hair rolled against your skin. “Don’t you dare forget, Agent.” he purred darkly, messy kisses melting into your heated skin. “We both know that I was not the only one absolutely dripping in this locker room today.”

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[uselesssomebody]

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 (18+)

the do's (rules & information):

readers must be over 18 reading these drabbles

all works will be under or roughly a thousand words

thirty-one days of smut drabbles

ten days are open to requests for the kinks

ten days will include dark content (will be properly tagged)

five will include a dominant reader

the don'ts (what i am not interested in writing):

i only write fem!readers, with all involved characters being over 18

the kinks i'd appreciate you don't request are anything to do with anal penetration, bodily fluids (besides blood and cum), and certain dom/sub dynamics like age play or ddlg

otherwise, ask away, and i'll see if i'm comfortable writing your request!

the kinks and the characters

october 1: shower sex w/ frankie morales

october 2: ball worship (dom!reader) w/ eddie munson

october 3: sex pollen (dark) w/ din djarin

october 4: consensual non-consent (dark) w/ miguel o'hara

october 5: threesome (ffm) w/ marc spector & layla el-faouly

october 6: requested kink & character

october 7: breeding kink (dark) w/ duke leto

october 8: somnophilia (dark) w/ eddie munson

october 9: mutual masturbation (dom!reader) w/ steven grant

october 10: threesome (mmf) + double penetration (in one hole) w/ frankie morales and santiago garcia

october 11: titfucking w/ javier peña

october 12: requested kink & character

october 13: exhibitionism w/ poe dameron

october 14: dacryphilia (dark) w/ joel miller

october 15: temperature play (dom!reader) w/ din djarin

october 16: phone sex w/ jack daniels

october 17: corruption kink (dark) w/ dio morrissey

october 18: requested kink & character

october 19: edging (dark!dom!reader) w/ basil stitt

october 20: recording/blackmail (dark) w/ jonathan levy

october 21: mask + glove kink w/ jake lockley

october 22: hate + mirror sex w/ javier peña

october 23: cockwarming (dom!reader) w/ steven grant

october 24: requested kink & character

october 25: overstimulation w/ jake lockley

october 26: size difference w/ miguel o'hara

october 27: knife kink (dark) w/ bucky barnes

october 28: free use (dark) w/ joel miller

october 29: sex toys w/ natasha romanoff

october 30: requested kink & character

october 31: period sex/blood kink w/ santiago garcia

the characters (you guys can request)

from stranger things, i write for eddie munson, robin buckley, billy hargrove or steve harrington

from marvel, i write for bucky barnes, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, jake lockley, marc spector, steven grant, layla el-faouly and miguel o'hara

from star wars, i write for poe dameron, or din djarin (the mandalorian)

from triple frontier, i write for frankie morales and santiago garcia

miscellaneous oscar isaac characters i write for include basil stitt, jonathan levy, duke leto, kane and orestes (agora)

miscellaneous pedro pascal characters i write for include joel miller, javier peña, jack daniels (agent whiskey), dio morrissey

if you want to request another character, don't hesitate! i will see what i can do.

notes

guys i know i haven't written in like 1200 months but i wanna get back into the mood with the short smutty stuff

besides, i've never done kinktober and every other one i've seen bangs so hard i simply couldn't resist

side note - dark fics will be only available on my adjacent dark blog: @darkuselesssomebody, but will be linked on this masterlist. if you wanna read the dark drabbles and future dark work, give it a follow!

i am also willing to take non-kinky & halloween themed requests, so if you have any, let me know!

𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

[lonewolfwriting89]

HEATED PASSION

James Buchanan Barnes “Bucky” x Reader

Warnings: NSFW. Smut.

A/N: Hi all, just another short smutty drabble for Bucky. Enjoy xoxo

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Your skin was hot beneath his hands, he needed to feel more, taste every inch of you. Insatiable. It was never enough.

Deftly, your hands found their way between you both, quickly freeing Bucky from his shirt. The hot, muggy summer air hit his skin before you had pressed him to you once more. Then your mouth found his, crushing down upon his lips with a passion he’d have never imagined existed. A passion sometimes he didn’t think he deserved. Your tongues mated feverishly then pulled away, teeth nipping upon lips only to recede and delve back into one another again.

Bucky freed himself from your spell briefly, trying to slow himself down, take his time with you like he’d intended. Instead, he relinquished all control to the animal instinct within, letting his mouth once again come to rest upon your beautiful breasts, sucking and biting them until you whimpered and writhed, grinding your heat against him.

With a groan, Bucky moved downward, pressing your back onto his bed, your hair spreading across it like a halo. Slowly, he licked and kissed a trail to the top of your jeans, tracing his fingers; both flesh and metal; softly across your skin until you succumbed to the delicious shivers the contrast in touches gave to you.

One by one, he opened the buttons on your jeans, kissing and licking each bit of skin he exposed until you were fully unbuttoned and he could ease them down and over your hips. Underneath, he found your soft, smooth skin.

Your pants in a heap upon the floor, he took a moment to drink in the sight of his personal goddess splayed upon his bed. Your long limbs resting comfortably upon either side of him, while he knelt between, in full view of your glistening centre.

Casually, he ran his hands up your thighs, pleased at the quivering response the action garnered. Gently, Bucky traced his thumbs along the perfectly shaved triangle of hair between them. You were so warm and he didn’t need the light to see that you were dripping with anticipation of what was to come. Your desire was almost palpable, a living entity which clawed and grasped at him from within the depths of the passion he read in your eyes.

With a grunt, Bucky unbuttoned his pants, giving himself some breathing room, as his own desire was stretching to the limits as well.

He leaned over you, biting and suckling upon you once more, excited at the thought of the marks you’d wear. His. You moaned audibly, pressing yourself against him, the pleasure it caused him was wonderfully intense, almost torturous.

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[little-miss-dilf-lover]

GENERAL RULES FOR MY BLOG.

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☆ I write for:

— bucky barnes — logan howlett — matt murdock — moonboys — miguel o’hara (not so much anymore) — peter quill (not so much anymore) — pietro maximoff — spencer reid — tangerine

☆ here are some do’s and don’ts :

— please do not copy, rewrite or translate any of my work on any platforms. even though it may not seem like it, I spend many hours on piece alone

— mdni as a majority of my content is 18+ and the characters I write about are adults

— be sure to read the warnings in each post. I have tagged it carefully, but im not responsible for your media intake

— I write for fem!readers only unless stated/ asked otherwise, but some of my fluff fics can be considered GN

— I have started to delete requests that get sent in when they’re closed. I know sometimes people may not realise when it’s shut, but they’re closed for a reason

— I don’t use y/n or appearance details unless requested so

— although im sensitive, im open to constructive criticism and feedback, but if you don’t like something, please be nice about it

— please don’t send me an ask that you have already sent to another writer

— please don’t spam me with the same request as I’ll be less likely to write it

— sending in a request doesn’t guarantee I’ll be able to write it, I appreciate you sending them in, but im just not able to complete every request I receive. and if I don’t connect with the request, I’ll be less inclined to write it

☆ some guildelines for what to request :

— when sending in an ask, please try to be as specific as you can. ‘fluff’ or ‘smut’ isn’t a request, id like to know exactly what it is you’d like

— im nsfw friendly, so I take smutty requests

— for smut requests, female readers only

☆ I will write :

fluff, smut, angst, comfort, reverse comfort

18+ only. im good with most things & kinks, some examples- light bondage, choking, climax control, dom/ sub (preferably male dom) praise, degradation, age gap (nothing too wild though) public stuff, food play || basically anything along those lines

☆ I won’t write :

real people, dubcon/ noncon or cnc, heavy bdsm, anal (includes eating) pegging, anything toilet related, daddy kinks/ ddlg, raceplay/ racism, sexual abuse/ assault || basically anything extreme, i personally prefer soft sweet, lovey dovey sex, so I don’t like writing anything on the contrast

but if there’s anything unsure of, please message, I promise im not mean :)

☆ few more things :

— in my smut fics, I often don’t mention any contraception- to me, as it’s fiction, pregnancies and sti’s etc, don’t exist, so it feels pointless to write/ describe it. like it takes up space that’s not necessary needed. if you were wondering, no, I don’t have a breeding kink that I worm into my writing lmao. I just feel it’s pointless to mention- unless it’s specified/ asked for in a request etc

— just know that it may take a little while, im not ignoring you- it also depends on how many requests are in my inbox. unfortunately im not able to write every request I get. also please don’t be offended if I don’t write yours, or if I write requests out of order from when I receive them, sometimes I feel more like writing some asks more than others

— if you have any ideas or requests, I would be happy to write them for you- assuming you like my writing. feel free to send in requests (preferably drabbles, blurbs, HCs) for any mcu male character - but if there’s one im not comfortable writing, I’ll nicely say so in response :)

— also be sure to enable mature on your content filters (ofc if you want to) just so you can see things that may be blocked by community labels

[chxrryhansen]

ahh! i hit 50 followers! i know its a very small milestone but im super happy about it!🫶🏻🫶🏻

send me requests for prompts/drabbles, any chris evans character or rafe cameron/bucky barnes asks are very much welcomed (smutty of course)

i find it alot easier to write when people share their ideas with me (because im lazy)🙈

[buckyalpine]

18+ smutty drabble with some angst and all the fluff and possessive, fwb to lovers college Bucky, I wanted to try something, images are mine, Canva pulled through with the layout. Maybe I'll write something again with this picture, (mob Bucky? DBF Bucky?) but here's an idea:

-

"You up?"

You smirked at the text message that popped up, already swinging your legs out of bed because you knew exactly what was to follow-

"Come over"

You didn't bother changing out of the hoodie you were already lounging in, pulling on some shorts and throwing on Bucky's leather jacket before heading out. You pulled the jacket tighter around your body as you walked 2 blocks to his place, fiddling with the spare key he'd given you just because.

"Hey Steve, hey Sam" You gave Bucky's roommates/ bestfriends a wave as you let yourself in, padding past the living room, headed right to his room.

"Hey peanut" The blonde smiled before throwing a knowing smirk to Sam as soon as they heard the door click shut.

"$20 they keep this up for another month"

"Deal"

-

"Hey Buck-

"How come you didn't tell me you'd already left," Bucky set his laptop off to the side, his tight black tshirt riding up giving you a pretty view of his happy trail as he leaned over, closing the screen shut.

"You knew I was going to come-" You started with an eyeroll but Bucky wasn't having it, shaking his head while you looked at the knickknacks sitting on his desk.

"And I've told you to at least let me know when you leave, especially at night"

"When did you care so much" You snorted, gasping when he came up from behind you, turning you around and grasping your jaw in his hand, squeezing your cheeks, making you meet his eyes.

"You don't walk out alone at night. I would have called you an uber"

"It's two blocks-

"I don't care. So who were you all dressed up for earlier today" Bucky cocked at eyebrow, releasing the soft grip he had on your jaw, moving them to rest around your waist instead.

"I wasn't dressed up, it was a regular outfit"

"Please, that tiny black skirt with those stockings" His grip tightened, digging around your hips, "Saw you come by the field when we had practice, were you trying to show me something doll" He smirked, noting you were currently still in his leather jacket.

"I thought it looked cute, don't flatter yourself Barnes-

"That's Steve's sweater" Bucky cut you off narrowing his eyes, tugging the hem of the hoodie. You hadn't even noticed, giggling when you realized you had indeed somehow accidently ended up with Steve's sweater.

"I just wear whatever's comfy, must've gotten mixed up in your laundry last time I was here" You shrugged, tossing off his jacket onto the chair by the desk. "If it helps, it was your hoodie I intended to steal"

"You're not wearing his sweater" It was a statement, something other than lust clouding his thoughts, itching to rip the sweater off your body and keep you wrapped up in nothing else but him.

"Seriously? Why does it matter, I thought this was just casual anyway-

"Mine" Bucky growled, pulling the hoodie off your body and making a point of tossing it out of the room before locking it shut again. "You're mine"

"Bucky-

"Always teasing me with those fuckin' skirts" Bucky grabbed you, hauling you over his shoulder and tossing you over the bed before crawling on top of you and pinning you under him. You hadn't been wearing anything under the hoodie, gasping when Bucky tugged at your nipples, smirking as they pebbled at his touch. "Do you not see how other guys look at you when you wear that baby"

"Bucky please" You sounded needier than usual, caught off guard by his surge of possessiveness, different from his usual protective nature over you. He attacked your neck with kisses, sucking bruises onto them between soft bites, letting his tongue swipe over the area after.

"Tell me, lookit you laying in my bed as soon as I call, soo needy all just for me, huh?" His hands came to lace with yours, pressing his erection between your legs, grinding against your clothed core.

"Jamie, do something" You pouted, squeaking when he came down to nip your lips, getting off you just to throw your shorts and panties off, wasting no time ridding himself of his clothes. He slotted himself back between your legs, letting his thick length rest between your soaked cunt.

"Patience pretty bunny, you have no idea what you do to me, do you. Not sharing you with anyone, you're mine"

"I'm yours?" You whined feeling his cockhead swipe through your folds, gathering your slick, a flash of vulnerability passing between you as his eyes bore into yours.

"Always, babydoll" Bucky whispered with his lips brushing against your as he started to push in, the both of you gasping at the feeling of the initial stretch. It didn't matter how many times he'd already had you like this, the feeling was forever unmatched. He didn't bother with giving you a moment to adjust, setting a brutal pace as soon as he was fully sheathed inside you. He made of a point of making you scream as loud as possible, well aware his best friends were still home, working his hips faster at the thought of you in Steve's sweater.

"You're. All. Mine" Bucky slammed his cock into you with each word, hoping to write his name in cum all over the inside of your tight cunt. "Say it, tell me you're mine, c'mon baby"

"M'y-yours" You stuttered out, "I'm yours Bucky!!"

"That's right, gonna make you scream that all night"

-

And he kept his word. Bucky kept you impaled on his cock until he couldn't hold it any longer, spilling ropes of his load into you, one after the other. He would watch it drip out before getting hard again from the sight along, pushing his dick back into you to make sure not a drop was wasted.

You panted, withering under him as he pulled one more orgasm out of you before letting his bodyweight drop, his now disheveled locks and flushed cheeks resting against your bare chest.

"I meant it you know" He murmured, pressing a kiss between your breasts before looking up at you, "It's more than just physical for me"

"Are you sure?" You giggled as he leaned up to nudge his nose against yours with a shy smile he reserved just for you..

"Very sure. I love you" Bucky mumbled against you hair, pulling the sheets up to cover you both, his arms wrapped tightly around you body to his chest.

"I love you too"

"I also meant it when I said you can't wear his sweaters"

"Bucky-

"Mine"

-

"I want my $20"

[nickfowlerrr]

it'll be okay

knives-and-sunbeams asked: Hi Bella! Could you write Bucky Barnes and 18? Please 🥺. I loved the August one btw 😍.

GIF by stressodepressobarnes

*kiss prompt 18: a kiss of encouragement*

pairing: bucky barnes x curvy!reader

warnings: short, soft, sweet and a little angsty, but bucky’s there for you. 🥺 comfort galore. i left the circumstances vague so you can apply it to any situation, and hopefully this little drabble can help you feel better when you get anxious, too. you’ll be okay. you got this. 🩵

words: 750

notes: ahh thank you so much! the august one got a lil out of hand but i’m not mad about it lol 🥴 sorry for the long wait with this one, and it’s not as long or smutty as that august one was hahaha but i hope you love it just as much! 🥰 thank you in advance to anyone who reads and reblogs. as always, comments and reblogs are welcome and so appreciated! 🩵

“I’m scared,” you mutter pathetically, head downcast while you refuse to meet his gaze.

After everything Bucky has been through in his life, everything he’s seen and had done to him, this is nothing more than laughable; at worse it’s probably aggravating to hear someone claim they’re scared of something so trivial in comparison.

But he asked you to be honest with your feelings, so you told him. And it hasn’t helped calm your nerves or stop the pit growing deeper and deeper in your stomach as stress and anxiety nips and gnaws at you. It started in your belly and with each passing minute it creeps up your middle, pits in your chest, and threatens to sicken you as you feel it crawl up your throat.

You swallow hard, a fruitless attempt to send the fear slithering back down. You breathe, still unable to look at him.

Bucky remains before you. If you would just look at him, you’d be able to see his eyes, swimming with care and attention as he watches you, waiting patiently.

You know better than to listen to the thoughts coming at you. You know he would never think any of the things your anxiety rattled brain is telling you he’s thinking… and yet.

It’s quiet and your tension only festers and grows in the silence. You could simultaneously bounce off the walls and curl up into a ball on the floor right about now.

They say excitement and nervousness are the same emotions in your body, the same physical sensations, it’s just your perspective that shifts the feelings. When you get like this, you just tell yourself you’re excited. It helps.

Usually.

But not with this.

This wait is killing you and you can’t focus on trying to lie to yourself right now. You’re not excited, you’re anxious and scared.

Slowly, you feel Bucky’s hands as they reach for you, touching your waist softly before they slide around your body and he tugs you closer. His hold is light at first, as if he’s giving you the opportunity to push him away if you need to, before he really hugs you to him. You exhale a sharp breath as you lax into him near instantly, your arms coming around to hug him back. His lips twitch in a smile as you squeeze him tightly. If you could burrow yourself away inside of him, you would.

“It’s okay,” he murmurs as he holds you, his assurance and secure arms around you the only things keeping you grounded. “I know it’s scary, but I promise you, sweetheart,” he says as he lets a hand rub your back comfortingly, “it’s gonna be okay.”

You sigh, eyes scrunched tight as you try to reign in the flood of emotions threatening to overtake you completely.

Finally, after another long moment, you lift your gaze. Your worried eyes meeting his soft blues. No judgment, no annoyance. Nothing but love and understanding to be found there.

You shudder a shaky breath as you look at him, blinking away the tears starting to brim your eyes. You nod almost imperceptibly.

“I can do this,” you say, though it comes out as more of a question.

Bucky smiles softly, his touch coming to hold your cheek gently. “You can do this,” he says, admiration clear in his dulcet tone. His thumb rubs your soft cheek as he leans in closer to you. You angle yourself into him in turn. Your lashes flutter shut gently as your lips brush his. It’s a ghost of a kiss before you both come in closer, pressing against one another. Bucky keeps you to him as he kisses you again. Firmly, as he deepens the kiss. You forget everything for a second as you feel nothing but safety and security under his attention. An ease creeps over you, a comfort that only Bucky can provide you with. Love that only Bucky has ever made you feel. You part gently as your noses brush and your foreheads press together. You nod again, a little more sure. Bucky wears that same soft smile before he pulls back just a little bit and presses a light kiss to your forehead, returning his arms around you and hugging you tightly once again.

Underneath it all, the nerves are still there, but in this moment, everything feels just a little bit better. Your breath comes a little bit easier. And you believe him.

You can do this.

And everything will be okay.

[charliesangel67]

Masterlist

note: ♡-fluff ☆-smut

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MARVEL

Bucky Barnes-

♡ Period Emergencies

♡ Midnight Literature Conversations Part 2

Supernatural

Sam Winchester-

☆ Smutty Drabble

Celebrities

Jensen Ackles-

♡ Home with you

Harry Potter / Fancast

Tom Riddle-

☆♡ More than just friends

Theodore Nott-

☆♡ Bf!Theo headcannons

Other (people I wouldn't usually write for) - All oneshots or headcannons

☆ Not again Spencer! - Spencer White ☆♡ Against all odds - Rafe cameron

Taglist

[enretrogue]

𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

HOTD

AEMOND TARGARYEN

Homemade Dumplings — @inkareds

Little Dragon — @valeskafics

Sleep Well, My Queen — @aglaias-blog

Stress Relief — @hematoanne

The Best Way To Learn — @fleurriee

Remedy — @the-dendrophile-bookdragon

PEAKY BLINDERS

ALFIE SOLOMONS

Mr. and Mrs. Solomons — @readyouforfilth

September Drabble Challenge: Day 16 — @dlmlufics

Tie Me — @raincoffeeandfandoms

Reddish Marks — @dearshelby

I Know Him (ft. Finn Shelby) — @anonymooseforever007

THOMAS SHELBY

The Ring — @anotherblinder

Imagine Tommy Seeing Your Spine Tattoo — @heartcereql

The Wrath of a Mother — @cinewhore

A Man With a Reputation Masterlist — @kadwrites

Don’t Be Late — @dandelionprints

Pawn Shop Blues — @heartcereql

Until We Meet Again — @cryingforlife

I’ve Got My Eye On You — @padfootdaredmetoo

Seventeen Days — @gypsy-girl-08

Time After Time Chapter Twelve — @all-mirth-no-matter

For You — @noforkingclue

SHELBY FAMILY

Are You Laughing At My Brother? — @zkvry

TRIPLE FRONTIER

BENNY MILLER

It’s You — @theunbearableweightofpedropascal

Gym Crush — @crazyk-imagine

Good Luck Charm — @grownup-thatbeautiful

I Got You, You Got Me — @reveluving

FRANKIE MORALES

The Day Three Words Are Said — @undercoverpena

Gold Band — @moralesispunk

TRIPLE FRONTIER BOYS

Home Is Where The Heart Is — @violentdelightsandviolentends

MCU

BUCKY BARNES

Bumblebee Being Your Muse — @angrythingstarlight .☘︎ ݁˖

BLEACH

BYAKUYA KUCHIKI

Byakuya As A Father — @sashi-ya

Devoted Husband!Byakuya — @driaswrld

JUSHIRO UKITAKE

Interrupted While Making Out — @brittscafe

KENPACHI ZARAKI

Don’t Worry About It (ft. Yachiru) — @j-u-u-z-o

Opposites Attract — @brittscafe

KISUKE URAHARA

Supa Special — @wiinterz .☘︎ ݁˖

Fluff HCs — @halcyon-writings

RENJI ABARAI

By The Light Of Dawn — @mrs-kurooo

Roommate!Renji — @fairyoddmelinda .☘︎ ݁˖

Touch Me, Feel Me — @backwzzds .☘︎ ݁˖

Blurb 2 — @dreadsuitsamus

Reminisce With You — @feitanii .☘︎ ݁˖

Simple Things (+Ichigo Kurosaki) — @karikarasuno

SHUNSUI KYORAKU

Yellow Dress — @eiflawriting .☘︎ ݁˖

Feature Me — @dejwrites .☘︎ ݁˖

ATTACK ON TITAN

CONNIE SPRINGER

Touch Starved!Connie — @s-sugustar .☘︎ ݁˖

We Leavin’ — @nadiahshaven .☘︎ ݁˖

Trigger Fingers — @nysrage .☘︎ ݁˖

EREN JAEGER

Show Off (+Jean) — @theragethatisdesire

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN (KIRSTEIN)

Husband!Jean HCs — @jeankirsteinsgirl

Three Little Words — @310802

Heaven — @firefly--bright

ONYANKOPON

Play Fighting w/ Ony — @dilfl0v3rss .☘︎ ݁˖

All Mine — @halfrican-heat .☘︎ ݁˖

Backseat Driver — @halfrican-heat .☘︎ ݁˖

Upstanding Gentleman — @halfrican-heat .☘︎ ݁˖

Jamaica Trees and What’s Between Your Knees — @aiyaaayei  .☘︎ ݁˖

REINER BRAUN

Recovery — @pinkmirth

MULTI CHARACTER

Smutty Blurb — @ getoscrybaby

DIVERGENT

FOUR/TOBIAS EATON

Power Couple — @heliads

[princessmisery666]

PM666Reads - Fic Recs - April & May 2023

I suck as a person and I totally forgot to post my April rec's so here are April & May. 

Thank you to all the authors who shared their works and helped me escape for a while.

Fic Title - Author - Summary & warnings (if any) copied from author original post.

Dean Winchester

@deanwinchesterswitch

Tell Me You Believe - The path through proves to be more tangled in assumptions and righteous pride than either imagined. Neither wants to walk away, but belief has been challenged, and trust weakened by rumors. One wrong turn, one misplaced comment, and they will never find their way back home… back to each other.Warnings: 18+ Angst; Some fluff; Language; Mentions of sex work(nothing graphic); Canon divergence; Descriptions of high emotional distress; Possible triggers

Pure - Purgatory is heartbreaking in its purity.NSFW-18+; Canon typical violence

Dirty Sweet - Dean’s girl is a handful and he wouldn’t have it any other way.NSFW-18+ Inspired by the song Bang a Gong (Get It On) by T-Rex - (Link goes to Spotify.)

He Is the Storm - no summary or warnings

Seen - A chance encounter could lead to something more.

I Promised - He always keeps his promises. Warnings: Implied sex; Description of drowning

Wish You Were Here - @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: From Where You Are by Lifehouse. Warnings: ANGST. Post-series finale angst.

Nothing Lasts Forever - @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift. Warnings: bittersweet angst & unresolved sexual tension.

Gif Drabble - @girl-next-door-writes - no summary.

Sam Winchester

Games Will Play Themselves Out - @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova

Book Of Revelations - @cockslutpadalecki - You love Sam. He loves you. But both of you are too chicken to do anything about your feelings, until matchmaker Dean Winchester (aka Cupid) steps in. Warnings: pure unfiltered fluff, some mentions of sex.

Words of True Love - @justagirlinafandomworld - Summary: It turns out, his first words really rub you the wrong way. Warnings: show-level violence & a little time-jump from the last scene.

What More Can I Say? - @justagirlinafandomworld - no summary

Bucky Barnes

One Night Of Love - @justagirlinafandomworld - Warnings: 18+ ONLY. Smut. Angst. Reasons left up to interpretation.

It Was Supposed To End This Way - @a-reader-and-a-writer - no summary.

Harrison Knott

Up For A Challenge - @writercole - A typical morning on the beach ends with the promise of more. Warnings: Idiots in love

Bradley Bradshaw

My Love Is Alive - @justagirlinafandomworld - Song Prompt from Unclaimed Love Songs: I’ll Be by Edwin McCain

Drive Me Crazy - @writercole - A chance at a promotion becomes more than a chance encounter and a date is far better than par. Warnings: bad puns, objectification, innuendo, language

Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester (no wincest)

Untitled Smut - @mrswhozeewhatsis - All the smut I can fit on Tumblr, huh? Well, I’m sure I could fit more in if I had another few days or so, but this is already pretty long, so I think I’ll quit here! Warnings: unprotected sex (no glove, no love, peeps!), oral (both), and the rest of the usual smutty fun things 

Tattered: The Prodigal's Redemption - @stusbunker - Warnings, etc: Hospitals, at risk pregnancy, hormonal imbalances, amnesia, claiming, little bit of blood, Sam and Dean tag team smut, emotional sex.

Javy "Coyote" Machado

Blind Date - @writercole - Blind dates aren’t always the worst

Rhett Abbott

Almost Does Count - @wildbornsiren - A terrible, horrible, no good very bad week. And one almost that isn’t an almost. Rhett gives you a hand, and makes things a little better. Warnings: drinking, Rhett punching someone, pining

Jeffery Dean Morgan

Chance Encounter - @deanwinchesterswitch - Aggrieved mandatory attendance at a friend’s party turns into an exhilarating chance encounter.

Solider Boy

Libertine _ @minefield-of-a-ninja - He’s lived more than 100 years. After all he’s seen and done, he only wants to dream. Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, dream sequences, bondage, dirty talk, name-calling, this will eventually get dark and each posted part will have its own warnings

Steve Rogers

Second Time Around - @cockslutpadalecki - After a brutal assault by one of your co-workers, you choose to turn your experience into a positive, eventually becoming an ambassador for other victims, and in turn, an unintentional household name. However the good Captain America doesn’t seem to take to your newfound fame very well. Warnings: non-con, mentions of previous sexual assault, mentions of previous date rape/drugging, oral sex (female receiving), multiple orgasms, size kink. MINORS DNI.

Loki

Stolen Moment - @justagirlinafandomworld - Summary: Worlds apart, he’d find a way to steal a moment with you.

[gummydummy19]

Scouts Honor

Summary: just a little drabble that's been in my drafts for months

Content Warning: just fluff, friendly banter, and some smutty allusions if you squint

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rodgers x Reader (non-gender-specific)

The three of you lay sprawled on your kingsized bed. Limps all tangled together as you watched a movie and listened to the rain tap against the window outside.

Buck was slumped against the headboard with your head resting on his lap, while Stevie had his head laying comfortably on your belly. You played with his hair while Bucky played with yours, it was nice.

"Do you think ghosts are real?" Bucky suddenly asked.

"Sure they are."

"Absolutely not."

You and Steve replied simultaneously

"oh boy..." Bucky said, knowing this would lead to yet another one of your and Steve's pointless discussions.

"I can't believe you think ghosts are real," Steve exclaimed, raising up from your lap.

"I can't believe you don't!" you shot back at him. "Seriously, Steve, you were able to survive over 70 years in the ice, you've both traveled to outer space to fight literal aliens but ghosts is where you draw the line?!"

"that IS a good point, Stevie." Bucky softly mumbled.

"Oh great, there you go, always ganging up on me." Steve fake pouted and scooted away from the both of you with his back towards you guys.

You and Bucky rolled your eyes and looked at each other with a smirk, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.

"I'm real sorry Stevie..." you cooed "please don't be mad."

"Yeah punk," Bucky said, playing with Steve's hair. "we'd never gang up on you," he pressed a kiss on Steve's shoulder before adding, "unless you want us to of course."

"s'that so?" Steve asked, looking over his shoulder with a raised brow

"Hmm" you hummed in agreement.

"Scouts honor," Bucky promised, raising his hand up in the air ceremonially.

"You weren't even in the scouts, you dumbass." You laughed

"It's the thought that counts!"

"You two are ridiculous." Steve sighed, yanking each of you by the arm making you fall against him.

@metalbuckaroo

@princessayveke

@montsepliego

@scxrletrecsmarvel

@hopelesslyrogers

@eclecticpatrolroadlawyer

@tfandtws

@vicmc624

@ahahafudge

@enchantedbarnes

@wickedravyn

@pono-pura-vida

@amayaraestyles

@matchat3a

@fictional-hooman

@sebastianexplicit

@peaches1958