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junkomc · 4 days ago

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COD Omegaverse (male reader) Chapter 6 is now available. NSFW!18+

The sixth chapter is mainly about a foursome with Alex, Woods, and Adler. (I wonder if anyone will read it...?)　Everyone will pamper you.♡

Hudson also appears (foreshadowing...).

At the beginning, Hudson explains about male omegas, but if you think this isn't the omegaverse, then this is my own omegaverse, so if you can't accept it, goodbye...

Sorry for my crappy English, as always I've had to rely on a translation tool!!

Please see the full story on AO3.

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-Jason, Russell, Alex, Frank, Omega-

A few years ago, Packhouse

"I didn't know the CIA had introduced this program either."

Russell said disdainfully.

"Russell, Are you against the omega breeding system? What about the other two?"

Jason looked back and forth between Alex and Frank, who were sitting in front of him.

"I don't think there's a problem if the omega volunteers of their own volition, and I respect their wishes. Of course we welcome omegas."

Russell was surprised at Alex's boldness in saying that, and Frank raised one eyebrow and looked at him in disbelief, and said,

"Alex...I know it's easy to say...but the one who gets added to the pack is a male omega, right? I've never seen a male omega before..."

"That's why he was sent to this pack. I'm going to give you a lecture on male omegas. Russell, Frank, I'm sorry, but we don't care what you think. This is decided. Accept it, be honored. ... I envy you guys, if I could, I'd like to have a taste of it at least once..."

The three of them looked at Jason, who was vague in his words, suspiciously.

"Anyway, I'll explain a few things about him. Omegas are valuable, but male omegas are even more valuable. They are lent to each other by allies who have implemented the Omega Program. This is the first time the CIA has tried this."

"Is there any reason to assign a male omega to a pack even if it means lending and borrowing them?"

Russell asked with a bored look on his face, leaning against the wall with his arms folded.

"The first is their high reproductive ability. Their pregnancy rate during rutting is almost 100%. They also have the stamina to withstand the rutting period of male alphas. As for biting, once a female omega mates, she will only mate with that alpha, and will not rut or mate with other alphas, even if they are alphas of the same pack. But male omegas are different. Any number of alphas in the same pack can mark an omega. They can mate with any alpha in the pack. However, please note that you can only mark an omega after it has given birth. This is because if he and you don't get along well, the omega will have to be moved to another pack. In that case, another omega will come here."

"...I feel bad because it seems like they're being welcomed into the pack just for the purpose of breeding."

Frank glared at Jason with a bitter look on his face.

"This is an order from above. You can't refuse anyway. So why not just enjoy the situation? You can enjoy a precious male omega."

Russell gave Jason a critical look, but Jason didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, he sighed as if he couldn't understand why Russell was so negative about the system.

"That's right, Frank, it's a decision that Omega will come. I'm sure he'll have a hard time in his new environment. I'll feel sorry for him if we don't open up. Russell will also change his mind when he meets him”

Alex was more adapted to the situation than anyone else and rather willingly welcomed the male omega. He seemed excited to see what kind of passionate mating he would have with a strong male omega during the rutting season.

-Omega, Russell, Frank, Alex-

"So you two weren't happy about me coming at first?"

You asked, leaning back on the sofa and looking back and forth between Russell and Frank, who were sitting on either side of you.

"Yes, I'd like to show the old Russell and Frank what they're like now."

Alex said as he appeared from the kitchen, giggling and holding a mug of decaf coffee.

"Alex was the only one who was excited about me coming, right?"

You took the mug from Alex, smiled mischievously, and looked into Russell and Frank's faces again.

Russell lovingly stroked your now slightly more noticeable belly and said in a gentle voice, "That's not true, I've been wanting to meet you as well." Frank kissed your temple and whispered in your ear, "Me too."

You closed your eyes, entranced by the warmth and love you felt from both sides of you.

"I know, you've both been so good to me since the day we met..."

"That's right, both of you had hearts in your eyes the moment you met an omega."

Alex said mockingly, and the alphas on either side of you laughed and threw cushions at him.

Alex deftly caught them, held out his hands to you, and urged you to stand.

You set your mug on the table and walk over to Alex, placing your hand in his large, warm one.

“We’ve always been crazy about you. Look into my eyes and you can see hearts, right?”

Alex smiled, gazing at you with loving eyes.

You smiled back at Alex, and the alpha hugged his omega gently but firmly.

“You’re still as good at seducing omegas as ever.”

Before you knew it, Russell was right behind you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and saying, "That's how you always tempt our omegas."

And with that, Frank came right next to you and gently stroked your cheek with his bony alpha fingers.

You surrender yourself to the pheromones of your three beloved alphas,

You felt the presence of a puppy in his stomach and murmured dreamily, immersed in happiness.

"Hey, do you know? Alphas...I always have hearts in my eyes too."

As if to confirm your words, Alex grabbed your chin and made you look up, staring at you and saying, "Yeah, that's true," and kissed you. At the same time, Russell behind you gently bit the side of your scent gland, and Frank next to you pressed his nose behind your ear, enjoying the scent of your omega.

While kissing you, Alex began to unbutton your shirt, Russell slowly slid his hands inside your pants, and Frank whispered in your ear, "Let's go to bed."

"...Ah, Alex made me coffee, and..."

When you said this with an exaggerated, disappointed tone, Alex smiled and said,

"I'll make it again later."

"Ahh... Alpha..."

You lie on top of Alex, pressing your back against his chest as he lies on the bed, enduring the pressure of his penis thrusting into your hole.

Russell slowly leans over you and asks you worriedly, "Two at the same time? Are you sure? I don't want to push my omega and the puppy in my belly too hard."

"It's okay, Russell..."

You gently stroked Russell's cheek to reassure the alpha in front of you.

"I'll tell you if it hurts..."

Although you said that, the size of Alex inside you was already enough for you, so you were feeling a mixture of anticipation and anxiety about what would happen if Russell's thicker, longer thing entered you.

Frank immediately sensed your feelings and next to you, holding your hand and whispering,"Don't force yourself" before kissing your forehead, then your nose, and then your lips. You liked the feeling of Frank's beard tickling the area around your mouth. You closed your eyes and surrendered to the comfort of Frank's soothing kiss, enjoying the feel of his beard on your fingertips.

At that moment, Alex bit into your neck through your collar from behind.

You were a little surprised by how hard he was about to rip the collar off, but Alex quickly removed his mouth and instead sucked tightly around the collar to leave a mark, groaning.

"...Omega, I want to mark you."

Alex had just come inside of you a while ago, but his penis was still inside of you, and although the knot had already come loose, it was still hard, and he would occasionally lightly poke you from behind and rub the remaining juices into you.

"I know... it'll be soon..." you said, rubbing your head against Alex behind you as you felt his penis assert itself inside you again.

"... We're all looking forward to officially welcoming you into the pack... I can't wait to meet the puppy..."

In front of you, Russell smiled and stroked your slightly swollen belly, then slowly slid his hand down, stroking the part where you and Alex are joined.

"... Are you sure?"Russell asked.

You nodded desperately, no longer feeling a shred of anxiety, wanting to get Russell inside you as soon as possible.

The tip of Russell's penis was already slick with pre-cum, and the entrance, slippery with your love juices and Alex's semen, accepted his thick stake without resistance.

"...Ah, oh...Omega...this is amazing..."

Russell let out a deep breath from the intense grip, but you forgot to even breathe, and with your eyes tightly closed, desperately enduring the pressure you were feeling for the first time.

"Omega, are you okay? Take a breath and relax..."

Frank whispered gently while holding your hand, and kissed your cheek.

Concentrating on Alex's sexy moans behind you and Russell's hot breath, your tension gradually eased, your hole gradually adjusted to the size of the two of them, and the sweet voice of the omega leaked out, overlapping with the alpha's voice.

"...Does it feel good, omega?"

Russell moved his face closer to you to make sure you weren't forcing yourself, and pressed his forehead against yours. This caused the insertion to deepen, and you moaned unconsciously, but you quickly nodded and looked into Russell's eyes. The alpha grinned, kissed you, and started to rock his hips back and forth.

"Mmmmm..."

With your lips still covered, he rocked you, and your breath was trapped in Russell's mouth.

The two hard, large penises wriggling inside you rubbed against your inner walls, competing with each other to inject a large amount of thick milk into you.

"You shouldn't put a knot in there..."

Frank warned Russell, who then glanced at Alex behind you.

Alex, sensing something, slowly pulled out of you and began caressing your breasts next to you.

After gently kneading your entire chest, he pinched and twisted your nipples, tugged and caressed them, as if enjoying the way they gradually became harder. All the while, Russell was making slow, shallow thrusts, teasing you just before your favorite spot, enjoying your reaction.

"...Oh, Alpha...more..."

"I know, I know, Omega."

Russell said this with a nasty smile.

You had been enduring the indescribable sweet torture with your eyes closed, but suddenly you were lightly slapped on the cheek and you slowly opened your eyes to find a fully erect, impressive penis with many veins wrapped around it.

It was Frank's. "Omega, please let me cum in your mouth..."

Frank gently caressed your chin, and as he guided you, you ran your tongue along Alpha's penis and slowly took the tip into your mouth.

“…Haa, Omega…”

A sigh escaped Frank's lips, and you wanted to hear more of his sexy voice, so you carefully caressed the alpha's penis with your tongue, moving it up and down as you sucked on it.

Russell's thrusts from below sent his penis unexpectedly deep into your mouth, pushing Frank to his limits.

Just as you tasted Frank in your mouth and heard the Alpha's heavy breathing reach its peak, Frank cum in your mouth.

"...!... Ah..."

Tasting the warm, copious amount of milk, you lovingly ran your tongue over the Alpha's swollen knot in your mouth.

Just as Frank was taking a breather, Alex muttered.

"...Frank, Russell... look."

Alex lightly pinched your nipples, and a thin, cloudy white liquid dribbled out.

"Really? You start producing milk after you give birth, right?"

Russell was amazed, transfixed by the way your milk ran down your skin.

You bent your neck to check your own chest to see what was going on.

"...The doctor said that there are a lot of exceptions for male omegas... this might be one of them..."

As you said this, Alex brought his face close to your breast, tracing the streaks of breast milk with his tongue, and when he reached your nipple he gently sucked on it.

"...Mmmm..."

Alex caressed you, stimulating your already sensitive spots once again, and you unconsciously squeezed Russell inside you.

"...Male omega milk. Alex already loves sucking on omega nipples... I'm sure this will make him even happier."

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tiredly101 · 2 years ago

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New Neighbor

Pairing: Wally Darling x Writer!Male reader

New Neighbor Masterlist

Summary: What happens when Home tells Wally as a prank that his soulmate would be wearing a handkerchief on his neck just like he does but what a surprise they get when you arrive.

Illustrated Au (instead of being puppets it's literally the drawn version of them made by Clown and other artist)

It was a regular day in Welcome Home but the only difference is that it was raining heavily outside making most of the neighbors stay inside their house. Wally normally wouldn't have minded such situation since he could paint or sketch but that day he was supposed, along with every single other of his friends, go out to the woods to have a picnic and he was looking forward to said hangout.

Home didn't like how unhappy Wally looked, he couldn't even look at apples the way he normally does, for a very long time admiring the fruit, and so Home decided that maybe a joke could lifts his spirits and so with some creaks and bangs they told Wally that his soulmate would be wearing a handkerchief on their neck the day they meet which managed to gain a laugh from him, seems like Home's plan worked after all since Wally in a better mood started sketching how outside looked today.

A couple of days later everyone heard the whistle of the train letting the neighborhood know that some tourist and possibly new resident arrived into Welcome Home which was able to get Julie excited to the point where it was as if she was vibrating from how hyper she got. Frank got worried because of that.

Barnaby was the first to notice that there was a new house in the neighborhood alas it was a tad further away from the rest but it was still a new house which ment a new neighbor. Sally was extatic when she saw an old typewriter that had a pile of papers that seemed to be plays sitting comfortably in a corner that was next to a bookshelf full of novels that even Frank didn't recognize which ment whoever owned this place wrote said books.

The whole gang heard some laughter and saw that Eddie was chatting rather lively with a guy. He was wearing some beautiful white pants that had detailed drawings of roses in black and they had a black top with the same design but in white, his outfit was strange and a very noticeable contrast with the colorful neighborhood but what stood out the most was the pale yellow handkerchief that he had tightly tied on his neck, it looked almost like a chocker but Wally was left speechless. Home joked about his soulmate barely days ago using a handkerchief when he first meet said soulmate and this surely couldn't be a coincidence!

#wally darling x male reader #Wally Darling #Welcome Home #Y/n #x reader #wally darling x reader #Tiredly Jackie writes #New Neighbor

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itsanerdlife · 6 months ago

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Wicked Intentions 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader // (Seriously close) Steve Rogers x Reader // Clint Barton x Reader // T’Challa x Reader.

Warning: Violence. Language. Bullying. Girl Fights. Name Calling. Degrading Comments. Angst. Degrade of Woman (to a point). Criminal Life. Illegal Shit. Fights. Alpha Males. Stalking.

Characters: Peter Stark. Howie Stark. Bucky Barnes. Steve Rogers. Clint Barton. TC (T’Challa). Ben Reilly. Cledus Kasady (CK). Brock Rumlow. Gwen Stacy. Wanda Maximoff. Becca Barnes. Amore Lorelei. Kitty Pryde. Frank Castle. George Barnes. Joe Rogers. Winni Barnes. Pepper Stark. Wade Wilson. Eddie Brock. Warner Strucker. Barney Barton. Bobbi Morse. Pietro Maximoff. Logan.

A/N: This is a Bully Romance. High School setting. Mafia Family Life. Woman are on a lower level than males in their world. Just a heads up. This is the third installment of the series. Bad Intentions, Cruel Intentions, and Wicked Intentions.

Father: Meet at the house. All of you.

Glancing at the text as Bucky pulls into my father’s drive behind my brothers.

“What could this be?” Clint wonders as he pulls open the door for me.

“No idea Packman. Maybe it’s wedding stuff.” I shrug. But don’t miss the glance between the three of them. “Do you know?” I lift a brow at them.

“No idea.” Steve cuts his eyes to my brothers gathering outside their car.

“I’m sure you’re right, wedding stuff.” Bucky comes towards me, slipping his hand to the small of my back, guiding me forward.

“Ah huh.” I glance at him before my brothers. Becca looks to be edging into a nervous breakdown.

“Don’t go getting a head of yourself.” TC chuckles next to me.

I eye him slowly as we round the side of the house.

Something is off.

“You know if I find out you’re lying to me, I’ll torch all of your asses.” I comment cutting between my siblings, leaving the boys with them.

“Nothing to lie about smalls.” Howie’s quick to reply.

I turn on dime, forcing them all to stop.

Gwen looks down at her belly. Becca picks at her thumb nail. All six boys have blank looks. Wanda’s head tips looking past me.

“Something wrong, smalls?” My father’s voice making me turn around.

George, my soon to be father in law standing next to him. Another man with them I hadn’t met before.

“If my siblings come up missing, I’ve torched them and put them in the woods with brock.” I shrug, walking towards the three men. George chuckles, pulling out a chair for me at the patio table.

“Now that’s no way to handle your problems.” My father sighs.

“At least she makes jokes about Brock now.” Peter smirks pulling a seat out for Gwen.

“You’ll be next big brother.” I blow him a kiss, as Bucky sits next to me. He chuckles, reaching over to pat my thigh.

“You can’t put bodies in the same place, that’s how they get found.” He reminds me.

Glancing over at him, I smirk. “Bet Frankie knows some places extra secluded.” My father and George exchanging a look, smirking at one another.

“You weren’t kidding when you said she is ruthless.” The strange man comments. I notice Wanda isn’t sitting.

“Red?” I sit up, leaning forward.

My father nods, looking from the man to Wanda.

“What are you doing here?” She snaps suddenly.

My eyes cut to my father.

“Who is he?” TC stays standing, watching the man.

“My names Logan.” He spoke in a deep, gruff voice. Dark hair greying. Well built, a salt and pepper beard.

“He works for my father.” Wanda adds.

“Oh fuck.”

“Shit.”

“Fuck.”

“What’s he doing here?” I ask, looking at my father.

He clears his throat, adjusting in his seat.

“If he’s dead just say it and leave.” Wanda huffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

“He’s not dead.” George assures her.

“Your brother,” my father starts, only to be cut off by four voices.

“Brother?!”

“What brother?!”

“Wait a minute!”

“Hold the fuck on."

“Wanda has a twin, his name is Pietro.” I explain for them.

“How do we not know this?” Bucky looks to me.

I shrug. “Wasn’t important information at the time.”

“Pietro is getting released. Early.” My father finishes, nodding slowly.

“Fuck.”

“Me.”

Wanda and I blink at each other.

The guys look between us

“Released from where?” Steve wonders.

“Prison.” Peter replies.

“Your twin is doing prison time?” Bucky’s brow jumps up.

“With her father.” Howie adds.

It’s strangely quiet for a moment.

“The Russian Mafia is coming to town, boys. Strap in, a hurricane is calmer.” George shakes his head, looking at his boys. The three of them look from one another to my brothers.

“What’s this mean?” I straighten my spine.

Logan looks from Wanda to me. “Her wedding is to be done in the coming weeks.” Wanda’s hand drops quickly, Howie quickly grasps hold of one. “And he’s looking for an audience, with the Stark.” He nods. I look to my father. Only he’s looking at me. Glancing around, they all are.

“Me?” Snapping my eyes to Logan.

“Even in prison, he’s heard about you.” Logan nods.

“I’m not in charge yet.” It comes out like a whisper.

My father snickers. George chuckles softly.

“Oh darling if you think you’re not in charge, you’re wrong. Everything pushed at that table is with you in mind.” George levels me with a look.

I look to Bucky. He smirks at me.

“You’ll start sitting in and taking matters into hand in coming days.” My father explains.

“What?” I jump up.

My brother’s smirks at me.

“It’s only time you start running things, little miss.” My father smirks. I blanch for a second. “I’m not married. You’re not retiring.” I can’t quite grasp what’s being told to me.

“You’re marrying a tables son. You are the center of The Saintz and Brothers, as well as your own girl gang.” My father waves his hand at the table. Glancing around slowly.

“He isn’t wrong, Sweets.” Steve smirks at me.

Bucky slowly pulls me back down into my seat. “You know this, CK knew this, Brock knew this, Ben knows it. You are the push of all of us. Without question,” he smiles softly at me “since you walked into Saints.”

“We told you before.” Clint grins. “You want to take over, we’ll take anyone down and build you a thrown.” He shrugs.

“You know we back you on anything.” Howie winks at me.

“Ball up baby sister, you said you wouldn’t take over without the guys. It’s time to take over.” Peter smiles.

Looking to Wanda, Gwen and Becca.

Becca smirks at me. “And crush anyone who steps to you.”

When my eyes drift to TC, he smirks, shrugging. “You know I’m your right hand, no matter what comes.”

Leaning back in my chair, nodding slowly. “Fine.”

My father and George exchange a look, looking back at me.

“Just fine?” George chuckles.

“Smalls?” My father lifts a brow at me.

“My way.” Cocking my brow at him.

They laugh, nodding.

“That’s our girl.” George laughs.

“She already has a right hand?” Logan looks to my fathers.

“Problem with it?” TC cuts his look to him.

“Tony, your girl has her own mafia family.” Logan shakes his head. My father’s smirks, nodding.

“Spread the word too.” I lean forward, staring directly at him. “Speak it like gospel or what the fuck ever, make sure it’s known to all.” I warn him. He stares at me for a second, long and hard before he nods slowly. “Fuckers around here know don’t play with me or mine. Look what happened to the Kasady family.” I smile smugly at him.

“Like a fucked up Grim Brothers fairy tale.”

Howie licks his lips, grinning he looks to Peter, a cold look in his twin brothers’ eyes, smirking.

“Make it a warning. Make sure they know, they fear it. Like our father, only so much worse.” Peter tips his chin.

“I heard she’s called Satan.” Logan smirks at Peter.

“I am.” I reply, staring back at him. “Don’t ever second guess it, either.” I cut my eyes around the table, stopping on Bucky, before I stand, leaving the table, TC follows me.

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bubuslutty · 2 years ago

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Frankie loves his girl

pairing: Frank castle x fem!reader

word count: 843 words

tags: nsfw brain rot, p in v, male receiving, female receiving, size difference, stomach bulge, possessive frankie, obsessive frankie, he loves his girl very much, clothed sex, blowjobs, car sex, reader is mostly refered to as 'his girl' or pet names such as darling & angel, use of the words pussy and cock, Frank spits in her mouth heh & other nasty tags okay

warnings: under 18s pls dni, overuse of the word 'love', I wrote this on my phone so I'm sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language as well. also this is my first fic posted on tumblr. pls be nice :(

summary: Frank loves his girl very much. He loves her mind and heart, but also her cute ass and sweet pussy.

Frank's the type to live in a cottage, maybe in the woods, with his girl. He's the type of man that would wake up early, kiss his sleeping baby and go walk around the property, checking everything just to make sure nothing happened overnight.

Frank knows they're safe, he made sure of it, getting rid of anyone who'd hurt his girl and their peace.

But he still has to do it, his little daily morning walk, to ease his soul.

Yeah, he's protecting his girl, she's safe because of him, happy because of him, and that makes him unbelievably happy, knowing she can sleep as much as she can, without having to worry about a thing.

Oh, how much he loves his girl.

She's his girl. Even thinking about it gives him butterflies and a hard cock. She's his, and nothing has sounded so good before.

He loves her so so much. He loves her smart words, her creative mind and her heart.

He's so in love with how she speaks to him, how she isn't scared of teasing him, of playing with him and being a little bratty. She's so smart and fun and beautiful in every sense.

Frank loves her mouth, her plush lips and tongue, he loves that he gets to kiss her everyday, loves that he gets to spit in her mouth and watch her eyes get all glazed over.

Frank loves her hands, loves holding them and kissing them. He loves it when she gives him back scratches, when they're lounging on the couch. He loves her hands when they're wrapped around his hard cock. And Frank's big, he's big. And every time his angel has her hands around him, the size difference makes him breathless, makes him cum almost instantly.

He loves her soft skin, running his rough hands all over her soft body. Her breasts, stomach, back, ass, thighs, neck, everywhere. He's obsessed and starved every time he lays his eyes on her.

It's embarrassing really, how every time he looks at her, his body reminds him of the nights and days he spent between her legs, either dick, hand or face buried inside of her sweet pussy.

And she's so wet, always so wet for him. Her thighs sticky and her pussy dripping for him.

She doesn't even wear panties that much anymore when he's around. Sometimes it's thigh length summer dresses with cardigans, tight cropped shirts and short shorts that would expose the bottom of her ass when she stretches, barely decent enough to wear out in public.

All she wears is clothes that Frank can easily take off, slide his hands in to wander on her skin and grope her. And even if she wore something hard to take off, they both know he wouldn't hesitate to rip it off.

Fuck clothes, he wants to see his girl naked and pretty under him.

His girl is beautiful no matter what she wears or looks like. Frank loves her in anything and everything. But he does have preferences, after all, he's just a man.

He likes her in just one of his t-shirts, with absolutely nothing underneath. He loves her wrapped in his coat, wearing a stupidly tight t-shirt and shorts underneath. He likes seeing his girl show off her body for him. Especially when nobody else is around to look at what is his.

He loves fucking her while she's wearing one of those stupid tight white t-shirts she likes to wear, the cropped ones, that leave her stomach naked, with no bra underneath. Her sweat, and his sweat would make the fabric obscenely see through, making her nipples visible. And if he's feeling in a certain mood, he might just cum on her chest, over her t-shirt and on the lower half of her face while his girl is crying and cock drunk.

Frank loves shoving his hands in her shorts, through one of the leg holes, groping her ass and squeezing. You see, he's a possessive fucker and he likes to touch, a lot.

He loves feeling her shake and throb, clench and shiver. He likes to see her beg for his cock and try to swallow him while being all messy on his lap, his balls wet from her saliva. He loves it when she grinds her sweet little ass against his crotch, smiling coyly up at him. He loves folding her while he fucks her to the point of passing out, so hard that he'd be able to see her tummy bulge from the size of his cock.

He loves having her on his lap, in his truck, holding onto the hat he placed on her head while riding him, moaning and babbling nonsense while his cock is splitting her in half. Shorts thrown at the back and panties held in one of his hands.

Frank loves his girl and her sweet pussy very much. And he'd kill anyone with his bare hands if they try to take her away from him <3

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devilishgaysayshey · 1 year ago

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Peter Pan x Male!Demon!Reader

(Oneshot - REMAKE - NSFW WARNING)

≈6000 words

Peter Pan paylist for this fic:

-Here's to never growing up-

–Third pov

Y/N was an adventurous and rather young spirited demon. In search of self fulfillment, or happiness to keep it frank - he had traveled the fairytale forest, the realms of the giants, wonderland, modern world, and even storybrooke. Due to not being bound by the rules of human magic, he could simply portal himself anywhere he'd like.

Although he made many acquaintances and had many adventures he thought fond of, no place made him truly happy or satisfied. No matter what he did, deep down, he always felt a deep feeling of being lost. Having no true place to call home.

But after a year of adventuring, he had heard about a magical island called Neverland, that found itself in a whole new realm he hadn't seen before. Having heard words or rather, rants, from a certain chubby man with a red cap named mr. Smee..

The man spoke of a group named the Lost Boys, their fearsome leader Peter Pan, the magic there, a banished green fairy, and the some-wicked-some-kind mermaids.

It intrigued him so much he decided to travel there despite its nefarious reputation.

However once he got there he decided to use his magic while levitating around, just to see how this place’s energy worked for him.

That caught the leader Pan's attention. As Pan and his lost boys approached him with much disdain, Y/N tried to act as if he wasn't the powerful demon that he was.

Knowing what he knew about Pan is that he was quite full of himself and proud of his power. He figured that now revealing to Pan that he was equally if not outmatched by him would only cause Pan to feel threatened and scornful.

Pan’s lost lost boys tried to attack him, but it was no use, it was almost as if he was made out of invincible steel. That was however, Y/N using his powers, unbeknownst to them, not to Pan however who seemed to have already had an idea of what he was. Now knowing their attacks were of no use, Pan decided to simply capture and imprison the demon boy who did not seem to fight back at all.

Despite Y/N possessing the ability to wield incredible power, Y/N was most intrigued by Pan. So much so, that despite not liking current affairs, he'd bear with it for the time being. He'd figure that Pan would turn around with the means of his inevitable charm. He also found Pan quite good looking and as he was escorted into the woods of Neverland he was very amused and cracked various jokes and clever flirtations towards Pan. Which however, Pan did not seem to dislike. He'd even seemed more smug about it. But the lost boys were stunned by it, it was extremely unusual and odd for a prisoner of Pan act this way.

– Y/N’s pov

I was not exactly a happy demon when Peter Pan captured me on the island. I had trespassed the place according to him and had now found myself in one of his enchanted cages. At least, that was the reason he told me. However I was quite entertained by this debacle, not to mention that Peter wasn’t bad to look at, at all.

"Well this is a most unpleasant welcome." I scoffed jokingly.

Peter Pan leered at me through the bars of my cage. "Well, aren’t you the audacious one. I don't take kindly to invaders here on Neverland. However demon, I do hope you enjoy your stay in this cage for now."

I rolled my eyes. "Kind as you are, I don't think I'll be confined for long. Alas, there's always a way out of a trap." I replied with a mischievous and challenging glint in my eyes.

To which Pan chuckled darkly. "Oh, I wouldn't count on it so confidently if I were you. You'll find that things here in Neverland work quite differently than wherever you're from. No one here, leaves, without my permission.” Peter paused for a moment, staring me down menacingly. “But for now, goodbye demon.." Pan deviously purred as he vanished right after darkly telling his blonde accomplice to: 'hang me over there next to the other one.’

It didn’t take long before the tall blonde bastard grinned satisfied next to his fellow lost boys as my cage elevated high up in a high tree.

Well this certainly wasn't how I planned the beginning of my great adventure to another realm..

I deeply inhaled as I floated around in my cage brainstorming on how to escape the contrapped nightmare I was in.

Although I wasn't able to escape initially, due to Pan’s using blood magic; when I used my knowledge of magic to my advantage I found a loophole - I switched consciousness with a tragically ugly cat that was walking around and managed to get out of the cage as an animal.

– 3rd POV

When Peter Pan caught wind of this, he was furious. However, his anger turned to intrigue when he realized what Y/N could do with his abilities. He knew he had underestimated the lad on that fateful day they met.

Deciding that Y/N would be more useful as part of his Lost Boys rather than kept in a cage. And so, Pan made the decision to make Y/N one of them, that is of course, if he made it through the initiation. But something in Y/N's eyes told him that he would.

After retrieving Y/N back in his own body, he approached him. A wicked grin spread across his face. "I could use someone like you in my band of merry misfits." His hand extended towards the demon boy, fingers curled into a fist. "What do you say?”

This intrigued Y/N. A brand new adventure? He couldn’t say no to that. And by the looks of it he didn't think he had a choice either way, so he agreed to it. "Alright." He said bluntly.

“Splendid!" Peter's grin widened as he took Y/N’s hand in his. Power seemed to radiate from his touch, electrifying you with excitement and domination in equal measure. "Welcome." His voice was low, almost whispering.

A wave of heat ran over from where their hands connected. "Thanks," Y/N said, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

Peter Pan released the demon boy’s hand, stepping back and looking at him with sparkling eyes. His presence was electric, charged with a wild energy. He seemed to radiate an aura of danger, but there was something compelling about him, a magnetism that draws the lost and the lonely. He eyes the smaller boy down, he looked enchantingly pretty, and he had a strong aura, although the boy didn't quite seem aware of it.

"Now that that's been settled. I'm Peter Pan. What is your name, boy?" He asked curiously.

Y/N blinked twice. He was pretty nervous due to his apparent attraction to Pan. His features were so gorgeously combined, it had really struck him. "..My name's Y/N" He replied rather aloof.

Peter Pan's grin grew wider, his eyes twinkling with amusement and interest. He stepped closer, their bodies almost touching again, the air around them crackling with anticipation. "Well, Y/N," he began softly, his voice a seductive whisper, "I trust you'll find adventure here with us, that is, if you complete our initiation tonight." All lost boys were accepted based on if they heard Pan's flute. Only the lost or unloved could hear it.

"Initiation? What should I imagine by that?" The boy asked confused and slightly off guard.

Peter Pan's eyes glinted with amusement. He loved seeing the confusion on Y/N's face. It was like watching a puppy try to understand a magic trick. “Oh, nothing too frightening,” he assured him, his voice dripping with wicked charm.

"Alright.." Y/N replied with a hint of wariness.

As Y/N mingled with the rest of the lost boys he had quickly acquainted some. The way he fit in with the other boys made it apparent he would most likely get through the initiation.

Besides, he easily charmed the other boys. Apart from being nervous around Pan, he was a daring kind of boy. A kind the other lost boys could quickly get along with, and felt comfortable being around.

After a day of exciting games, nightfall had fallen, and the party of his initiation had begun. Festive drums and flutes could be heard and the other boys danced wild & free. Y/N however was talking to two lost boys named Devin and Felix who tried to convince him to dance

Peter Pan watched as Y/N mingled with the other Lost Boys. Y/N was indeed a charming one, capable of capturing the hearts of others effortlessly. As the drums and flutes grew louder, so did the excitement. Pan decided it was time to make his presence known and play the melodic tune on his magical flute.

Y/N suddenly heard the new instrument mingling in with the drums and flutes. It was so trancing that he lost all that grounded him, he joined Felix and Devin in the circle of dancing lost boys. Y/N's dance fit in well with some of the more acrobatic boys. It was clear, he was a lost boy through and through.

“Ah, the beauty of youth and freedom." Pan whispered under his breath, watching Y/N dance. "He truly belongs here." Peter Pan couldn't help but watch Y/N, his gaze lingering on the boy's lithe form. He was captivated by his energy and enthusiasm, admiring how effortlessly he seemed to blend in with the other lost boys.

After a while, Pan decided it was time. He stopped playing his melodic tune. And that's when all the boys regained their consciousness. "Bravo, Y/N!" Peter Pan called out, drawing the boy's attention to himself. The others fell back, making room for their fearless leader. "You dance like the wind, i am impressed." Pan appeared before him, offering a graceful bow. "Welcome to the Lost Boys, my newest recruit.”

Y/N was stunned about what had just occurred. It all felt so unreal, yet he felt enormous joy, unlike he's ever felt. "Thanks Pan." Y/N said calmly with an ever so slight smile.

Now that the new recruit was officially initiated the drums and flutes started playing again as the boys around them cheered and grabbed the new lost boy to join them all for a final round of dance around the bonfire.

Pan grinned, his eyes twinkling in the flickering light of the bonfire. "Now, let's show our new friend what we do best!" He called out, leading the charge into another round of their frenzied dance. Pan grinned widely, watching Y/N blend seamlessly into the chaotic dance. He moved gracefully through the crowd, his laughter contagious as he danced circles around the bonfire.

After a long time of joyous dancing and partying, Pan's accomplice and now Y/N's new friend led him to his sleeping hut. "So.. Most of us sleep in huts like these, but some of us build treehouses to stay in. I can help you make one starting tomorrow if you want. But for tonight, you can join mine. Most new recruits sleep on the ground but I like you, so I don't mind having you over man." Felix said upbeat.

The next few days Y/N trained with the other lost boys. Being a demon it gave him an advantage to excel at those activities.

But alas, the flying demon proved to be a little too headstrong and rebellious for Peter's liking. Only playing pranks on Peter. Little did Pan know all that was because Y/N liked him and just loved his reactions. At first Pan put up with it, and simply pranked him back.

But after Y/N joked about Peter to one of his fellow lost boys, Pan had had enough and decided to teach him a real lesson.

Even if what Y/N did was technically harmless, Peter Pan still had a reputation to uphold as the fearsome leader of all the lost boys.

Taking Y/N into the center of the island, Pan humiliated him by hanging him upside down from a tree for everyone to see for a whole week.

Despite Y/N having been able to escape if he wanted to, he still wanted Pan to like him. And a part of him was entertained by it all, hence he gracefully sat out his punishment.

But while this punishment may have proved effective on anyone else, it had little effect on Y/N. He remained the fearless free spirit that he was. Plus this was only a win for him, he got a reaction out of Pan.

And so, Peter Pan began to punish Y/N's recently-made lost boy friends instead of him. Making him isolated from all the other boys since they did not want to be punished by Pan like Y/N's friends. Y/N however, didn't mind this and only caused more trouble now having no one to hold him back.

It was beginning to really hit Pan that all Y/N’s troublemaking was aimed at him. It was already clear to him that Y/N was attracted to him, so he finally put two and two together and realized where Y/Ns relentless teasing and troublemaking was coming from. It was textbook ‘I have a crush on you’ behavior from a guy. The cute boy was desperate for his attention.

And so, feeling his other efforts were futile, Pan came up with a new plan of action - rewarding Y/N for good behavior instead of punishing him. He began to show Y/N personal attention in the form of kissing and flattery, painfully aware of the latter's attraction towards him. And if Pan was honest, he enjoyed these interactions as much, if not a little more, as Y/N did.

And before long, Peter Pan started to want a little more than just kisses and alone time with Y/N. In an effort to also bring the boy into further submission, he planned to make the ever so willing demon have sex with him. And so he proceeded to approach him in his treehouse at night.

Peter Pan smirked, his eyes glinting with a mix of anticipation and control. He knew Y/N was down bad for him, and he intended to use that to his advantage.

Y/N, being the light sleeper that he was, opened his eyes, sensing a presence entering his tree house. He swiftly got up and got in stance, preparing himself for whomever it would be that dared to interrupt his precious sleep. Not knowing of course, that it was Pan.

Peter Pan chuckled darkly as he saw Y/N's reaction. "Well, well, look what we have here," he purred. "A spunky little lost boy who knows how to put up a good fight.”

Y/N abruptly untensed his stance and relaxed. "Oh. Pan, it's you. What could possibly bring you here this late? Is there something going on?" Y/N inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, nothing at all," Peter replied, his tone dripping with seduction. "I just thought we could spend some time together, you and I." He stepped closer, his eyes locked onto Y/N's. "Alone.”

Y/N's cheeks flushed. "Uh..What do you mean by that?" Already knowing the answer but wanting confirmation.

Peter Pan smirked wider, his intentions clear now. "I mean," Peter purred, his fingers trailing lightly down Y/N's chest, "I've been quite impressed with how well you've behaved lately. And I thought it was about time our relationship took more... intimate turn.”

"I..I see." His heart raced at Pan's lewd and sudden advances. Taking a step back from the taller guy out of nervousness.

Peter Pan's smirk turned predatory as he sensed Y/N's never seen before nervousness. "Oh, don't be shy now Y/N," he crooned, taking another step forward. His hands moved to Y/N's waist, pulling him closer. "I thought you liked me." Pan said, feigning a hurt and innocent expression. Just to get Y/N to say exactly what he wanted to hear.

"I do like you. It's just.. I'm not experienced at this. At all." Y/N admitted, unknowingly taking the bait.

Peter Pan chuckled softly, "Ah, sweet innocence," Peter cooed, his grin widening. "Well Y/N," Peter said, leaning in closer still. "I think it's time we fixed that, don't you?" His lips brushed against Y/N's in a soft, teasing kiss.

"Just relax," Peter whispered against Y/N's lips. "Let me show you how it's done." His hands slid up Y/N's sides, tracing patterns on his skin as he deepened the kiss. Peter Pan's hands moved up to cup Y/N's face, deepening the kiss. His tongue teased the outside of Y/N's lips, seeking entrance.

As Peter Pan's tongue delved into Y/N's mouth, his hands moved down to Y/N's chest, tracing patterns on his strong torso. He moved one hand to Y/N's stomach, drawing close so his fingers grazed Y/N's nether regions underneath the oversized shirt he would wear to bed. Granting both his hand, and later his business, easy access to him.

Y/N moaned into the kiss as Peter's tongue danced with his own, eagerly returning the other's affections. He felt a shiver run down his spine as Peter's hands teasingly brushed more against his crotch.

Feeling the response, Peter Pan deepened the kiss further, his hand gently massaging Y/N's arousal through the fabric. His other hand moved up to caress Y/N's neck, fingers entwining with the hair at the nape.

Y/N panted into the kiss, his body responding to Peter's touches eagerly. He could feel himself becoming more and more aroused under Peter's ministrations.

“Mmm," Peter hummed, kissing Y/N deeply as his fingers found the hem of Y/N's shirt. With a swift motion, Peter lifted the shirt over Y/N's head, revealing his naked torso.

"Aren't you cute" Peter purred satisfied as he eye-fucked Y/N's exposed body to which the smaller boy's body trembled in anticipation.

"That's it," Peter whispered against Y/N's lips before pulling back in, his hand sliding down to undo Y/N's underwear. "Let go, and let me take care of you." Peter whispered into the kiss. With that, he gently pushed Y/N back onto the bed, following him down and continuing to kiss him passionately.

Hmm, you feel so good," Peter murmured, his fingers working at the button of his own pants. As soon as it was undone, he pushed the pants down, exposing his hard cock. Gaining a small gasp from the smaller boy, smirking at the boy's impressed reaction. Only to then start grabbing Y/Ns crotch again and slowly rubbing and squeezing it.

Y/N moaned into the kiss, feeling Peter's cock against his leg. He arched into the touch, needing more as Peter's fingers teased his bare bits.

"You like that?" Peter whispered, smirking into the kiss. He groaned softly as he continued to tease Y/N's entrance with his fingers.

Y/N whimpered, nodding against Peter's lips. He wanted Peter to take him, to claim him fully. His legs spread slightly, offering himself up to the older boy.

Peter smirked into the kiss, feeling Y/N's legs spread. He could feel the younger boy's need for him. He growled softly before pushing his hips forward, feeling the head of his cock press against Y/N's entrance. He took a deep breath before pushing slowly into Y/N's heat. It was a tight fit but felt so good.

Y/N gasped at the stretching sensation as Peter pushed slowly into him. He arched his back, pushing back against Peter, wanting him deeper.

Peter Pan groaned, feeling Y/N's tightness gripping his cock. He continued to push slowly, inch by inch, claiming Y/N's virginity.

Y/N bit his lip, feeling every inch as Peter filled him. It hurt a little but the pleasure was overwhelming. He gripped Peter's shoulders, holding onto him as he took the older boy's cock fully.

Peter Pan growled, feeling Y/N's tight heat wrap around him. He held onto Y/N's hips, slowly beginning to thrust, feeling the head of his cock rub against Y/N's wall with each deep thrust.

"Fuck, Y/N," Peter panted, eyes almost completely closed. "You're so fucking tight." His movements became more frantic as he lost himself in the sensations of Y/N's body moving beneath him.

Y/N moaned, his body responding to Peter's thrusts. He arched his back, pushing against Peter's hips, wanting more of the older boy's cock. "Peter," he whimpered, feeling himself growing closer to his first orgasm.

"Cum for me, Y/N," Peter groaned, picking up the pace, his thrusts becoming rougher as he felt Y/N's tight heat squeezing him.

"Ahh!! Peter!" Y/N cried out, his body tensing as he came hard around Peter's cock. He arched his back, feeling every muscle in his body clench.

“Fuck," Peter groaned, feeling Y/N's tight heat clenching around him as he thrust into the demon boy. He could feel his own orgasm building, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he lost himself in the feeling.

“Peter!" Y/N cried out, his voice breaking as he felt Peter's cum filling him up. He arched his back, pushing against the older boy's hips, wanting to feel every last drop.

With a final, deep thrust, Peter came inside Y/N, filling him with his seed. His body shuddered with the force of his orgasm as he held onto Y/N's hips, their skin slapping together in rhythm with their breathing.

Y/N gasped, his body trembling as he felt Peter's cum filling him up. to the brim. It was an intense sensation, both painful and exhilarating at the same time. He lay there panting, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

As their breathing slowed, Peter gently pulled out of Y/N, his softening cock slipping out of the tight heat. He leaned down, placing a tender kiss on Y/N's flushed cheek. "That was quite the experience, wasn't it?”

"Mhm.." Y/N agreed breathlessly. "I didn't know doing stuff like this would feel so good" He admitted bashfully

"Does that mean that you'll let me come back and play with you some more?" Peter asked with a wicked grin, his cock still hard and twitching slightly.

Y/N averted his gaze shyly. "I guess so.. "I want more." He admitted.

A triumphant smile spread across Peter's face. "Wonderful," he purred, leaning down to capture Y/N's lips in a passionate kiss. "I have a feeling we're going to have a lot of fun together.”

This arrangement of theirs ended proving to be an even more effective reward and slowly but surely, Peter began to crave even more from Y/N than he had initially foreseen.

During their adventures in Neverland, Y/N and Peter stumbled upon a plan for mischief.

"What if we replace Tinkerbell's fairy dust with something else?" Peter finished, grinning wickedly. They both shared a sinister laugh, their hearts pounding with excitement and anticipation.

"You know what I've got in mind, don't you?" Y/N said, licking his lips in anticipation. Peter just nodded in agreement as they exchanged a knowing glance before going about their mischievous plan.

As the sun began to set, casting an orange glow over Neverland, Y/N and Peter made their move. They crept silently through the forest, their hearts pounding with anticipation. Finally, they reached Tinkerbell's treehouse, their target within reach.

Carefully, they climbed up to the treehouse, avoiding any noise that might alert the fairy. Once inside, they found Tinkerbell's precious jar of fairy dust, shining brightly.

Are you ready for this?" Peter whispered, his breath hot against Y/N's ear. Without waiting for an answer, he reached out and scooped up some of the fairy dust, holding it tightly in his hand.

Y/N watched nervously as Peter began to replace the fairy dust with a substance they'd found earlier, carefully concealed in their clothing. The impostor dust was “practically harmless”, but it looked exactly like the real thing.

After ensuring that all of Tinkerbell's supply had been replaced, they climbed down from the treehouse, their hearts racing with excitement and anticipation. Now they just had to sit back and watch the chaos unfold.

As night fell, the inhabitants of Neverland who came to Tinkerbell for fairy dust began to feel the effects of the replaced substance. Instead of granting them flight or other magical abilities, it caused them to stumble, fall, and even become momentarily invisible.

“I knew I could count on you to help me with this, Y/N," Peter said, softly grabbing his face with one hand. "Now let's see how long it takes for everyone to realize it was us." They shared a wicked laugh, feeling untouchable in their mischief.

The very day after, they found themselves in the heart of Neverland, near the enchanted river where they often swam and played. As they splashed around, their laughter echoing through the forest.

Feeling more brave by the second, Y/N tentatively tried out a new position, straddling Peter's lap and leaning down to brush their lips together before trailing kisses along his chin and neck.

However, their play slowly turned to passion and they found themselves kissing and groping each other on the shore of the river. Their skin shimmered with water droplets.

Peter moaned in approval, his hands trailing up Y/N's wet back, gently gripping his hips as he pulled Y/N closer to grind against him. He growled softly, wanting more of Y/N's sweet, loving touch.

“Mmm, yes... harder," he whispered, urging Y/N to move rougher against him. The sensations were overwhelming.

Peter arched his back, gasping in ecstasy as Y/N continued to give him everything he wanted. It felt so good, being touched and wanted like this. The two of them moved closer, lost in a world of sensation and desire.

And when the evening came, they cuddled on the rooftop of Pan’s treehouse. Which Peter held under the pretense of ‘being a reward for Y/N's good behavior that day’. But the truth was, that he just wanted to spend time with Y/N. Which made him wonder if Y/N felt the same.

As they gazed at the stars on the roof of Pan's treehouse, Peter looked deeply into Y/N's eyes. "Y/N?" Peter whispered, his voice barely audible in the darkness. "Can I ask you something?”

"Do you... like being with me?" Peter asked, biting his lower lip nervously. He couldn't believe he was actually asking this question - it felt so vulnerable. But he needed to know where he stood with Y/N.

"I do. There isn't anywhere else I'd like to be than here at Neverland. And it's all because of you." Y/N replied earnestly. A bit nervous of Pan's impending reaction to this however.

"Really?" Peter asked, his heart swelling with joy at Y/N's words. He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against Y/N's. "I'm glad," he whispered, feeling a rush of happiness and contentment wash over him.

It became clear to Peter that the feelings he had for Y/N were far more than just him being a useful and powerful asset amongst the Lost Boys or just being nice to look at. No, it had developed to something more in depth.

So, late, on an ever so clear and warm night, Pan decided to seek Y/N out. Not being able to hold these feelings he had to himself for any longer.

Y/N was sitting at the beach with his two latest befriended fellow lost boys, Devin and Felix. They had a bottle of rum with them and laughed as they talked about the most nonsensical things. And while the two other boys were completely hammered, Y/N of course, was still sober due to his high tolerance. It didn't take long before the two guys fell asleep right next to the bonfire. Which left Y/N on his own. Which Pan deemed as the perfect opportunity to have a heart to heart with Y/N.

"Good evening Y/N, mind if I join you?" He asked rhetorically. Sliding up next to Y/N, Peter gazed out into the ocean for a moment before turning back to face him. "I wanted to talk to you about something... important," he said quietly, his heart racing as he stared into Y/N's eyes.

The demon looked at Pan curiously. "Oh, what would that be?" He asked hesitantly due to Pan's unusual serious and earnest tone.

"I... I think I might have feelings for you," Peter said softly, his face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was admitting this, but the truth was too strong to ignore. "I've always found you attractive...But recently, I've fancied you as both a company and individual too.”

"Really? I'm highly flattered." Y/N paused for a moment. Trying to find the right words for his mutual fondness. "I must admit, I've been fancying you as well. Your presence both on this island as well as with me personally makes me very happy. And frankly, I definitely find myself with feelings for you too.”

Hearing Y/N's confession, Peter's heart soared. A mixture of happiness and surprise flooded his features. "Really?" He asked, then raising an eyebrow with a smug grin. "So it's mutual then." Peter Pan declared, a small smile maintaining on his face. Despite trying to put out his usual smug demeanor, he couldn't believe his luck. He reached out, gently tracing his fingers along Y/N's jawline. "I'm glad it is.”

After that heartfelt conversation. Pan gradually started to become even more possessive and tender towards Y/N, as his feelings slowly began to transform into something far more serious and romantical.

Another time, they found themselves in the lost boy lair, dancing around a bonfire with the company of Y/N's fellow Lost Boys as per usual. As they spun and laughed together to drums and Pan's hypnotizing melody on his flute. Peter couldn't help but be reminded again of how well Y/N fit into his world.

Amidst the playful chaos, Peter managed to steal a moment alone with Y/N. He grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously in the flickering firelight. "You know," he began, his voice low and teasing,

"There's still one more thing I want to show you." With a wink, he reached over, snatching Y/N's hand.

“Come on, let's see if you can keep up." And with that, Peter led Y/N on a daring chase through the trees, laughing and screaming as they raced from branch to branch. Y/N followed willingly, trusting Peter completely.

Finally they came to a stop, standing on a high branch overlooking the sleeping Lost Boys in their hammocks. Peter turned to Y/N, placing both his hands on Y/N's cheeks tenderly, looking deeply into his eyes. "Do you trust me?”

Before Y/N could respond, Peter leaned in, pressing their lips together passionately. Their kiss was filled with desire and longing, a testament to the bond they'd formed in this magical world.

As the kiss deepened, Y/N found himself lost in the passionate embrace. It seemed as if the entire world had disappeared, leaving only the two of them in a cocoon of desire.

When they finally pulled apart, both boys were breathless. Y/N looked into Peter's eyes, feeling an intense connection he'd never experienced before. "I trust you," he whispered softly, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

"Good," Peter replied, his voice husky with both desire and affection. He leaned in close again, nuzzling Y/N's neck. It warmed his heart that the demon he so fondly liked, trusted him. And for as much as he was capable of it anyway, he trusted the demon boy too.

After that, they were seen walking back to their home base, hands entwined, still catching their breath from their passionate encounter. As they strolled, they couldn't help but smile at each other, their connection growing stronger by the minute.

Things started to progress a lot more from there. They spend a lot of time together and one thing became clear to Peter, he wanted Y/N here forever.

Months went by, and Pan's feelings had only grown deeper for Y/N by the day. He couldn't help but want to be near him and follow him around as much as his villainous duties allowed him too. He loved how Y/N flattered him, looked at him, touched him and didn't feel intimidated by him, and in a weird way, they complimented each other. Y/N was a very fearless and stoic guy who was much like him when it came to being mischievous, yet he also had a gentle, caring and reliable side. And those very traits slowly developed in Pan towards Y/N as well.

So, on a warm and lovely evening he had requested for Y/N in his treehouse through the means of his loyal accomplice Felix. Y/N, of course being the eager man that he was towards Pan, came straight away.

He was delighted at the quick presence of his beloved demon. "Y/N, you came straight away. I'm flattered." Pan replied flirty. He couldn't help it, Y/N just brought that out in him.

Y/N smiled with a glint in his eyes. "How could I not? Look what i have here waiting for me" He bashfully looked into Pan's eyes then down to his lips and repeated that.

Pan smirked at Y/N's eagerness to him. "Oh, you certainly do have me, Y/N," Pan purred, taking Y/N's face in his hands and pulling him closer for a deep, passionate kiss.

Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths in a tender yet intense display of affection. Y/N's face burned brightly as he returned Pan's kisses. All the while affectionately holding his face.

As the kiss deepened, Peter Pan's hands roamed over Y/N's body, his touch possessive yet tender. He loved the feel of Y/N's skin against his own, the warmth that emanated from him. Pan then gently pulled back as his feelings for the latter overwhelmed him.

He knew it for sure. He loved Y/N. He looked intently into his eyes, those strikingly enchanting e/c eyes.

"Y/N, I love you." There, he finally did it, he declared his love to Y/N.

To Pan's displeasure Y/N wore a stunned expression. He was silent for a good 6 seconds.

Pan looked at him with pleading eyes. He hasn't been this vulnerable in a very long time, and he couldn't have been more terrified of Y/N's response.

"I... I just.. need to- think." Y/N staggered as he flew out the door.

Pan didn't even stop him. Y/N's response had stung him too much.

Effective immediately, severe precipitation befell Neverland. Pan's emotions heavily influenced the island - the weather being one of those things.

All soaked from the weather, Y/N had sought shelter in his hut.

He felt conflicted. Pan's sudden confession really caught him off guard. He knew he had feelings for Pan. But saying those 3 words of the heart scared him.

He had never dared to think Pan loved him, he always seemed so “above it” to him, but mostly he was just scared of rejection. Hence he had only tried to repress his love for him. Expressing it, never even occurred to him.

All kinds of thoughts stormed through his mind. Their relationship started off rocky, but Y/N couldn't deny things had developed a long way since then.

But even in this moment he couldn't help but worry for Pan right now. He didn't exactly give the 'response of the year' to his 'i love you'.

Y/N then realized that he was caring for Pan by feeling this way. Like he always did in the back of his mind. Not to mention Pan pretty much occupied his mind all together all of his days.

The way he craved his presence when he wasn't around. He told himself it was fine whenever it happened. But it wasn't. He needed him.

He always missed him when he was not around. He looked forward to seeing Pan after they would have to separate. And deeply treasuring every single moment they spent together.

Not to mention how he felt when Pan praised him, hugged him, kissed him or more.

He had been crazy for him all this time.

Y/N abruptly got up from his bed and took off to find the guy he loved.

When he arrived at Pan's hut the place was very much abandoned. Where could Pan be?

Y/N then remembered about Pan's beloved thinking tree. If he would be any place right now it would be there. Through the vicious rain he flew through the sky towards Pan's thinking tree.

– Pan's pov

There I sat, alone and drenched like a sodding dog in my thinking tree.

What was I thinking? Proclaiming my love so rashly? I've really let myself become weak. And for what? To make a fool out of myself? To have an aching heart? Maybe I was foolish to think Y/N and I could be more than what we were. Perhaps villains don't get to be loved after all..

I took a deep breath before planning to head back to my hut; when suddenly Y/N appeared before my eyes.

– Y/N's pov

After flying quick circles around the entire tree I found Pan sitting on a branch somewhere high near the very top of the tree.

I approached him and sat down on the branch before him. "Hey."

Pan leaned towards me on a branch just above my shoulder. "Let me guess, you've thought and you're here to tell me you don't love me. Spare me your pity Y/N. I was foolish, I know." Pan scoffed.

I shook my head. "No you weren't. I'm sorry for how I reacted. It's just.. It can be hard for me to translate my feelings to words or any sense. But.. that doesn't make them any less present."

Pan looks to where his hand is holding the tree branch above Y/N's shoulder then back to his eyes, "What are you saying Y/N?" He asked hesitantly. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was it possible? Was he saying what Pan thought he was saying?

“What I'm trying to say is, I love you Pan. More than anything." I confessed.

Pan's expression changed and his heart leaped into his throat before he spoke. This couldn't be happening. He looked up to Y/N with a mixture of shock and disbelief, "You... you truly love me?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper and his heavy feelings beginning to slightly wash away, causing the rain to also slightly clear up.

I decided my words weren't enough. So I took matters into my own hand and pulled Pan in for a deep kiss.

– 3rd POV

Pan hesitated for a moment as Y/N pulled back, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He gazed up at Y/N's eyes then down to his lips and harshly pulled him back in for a new kiss, returning it with an intensity that mirrored Y/N's feelings. Their lips locked passionately, their hands finding solace in each other's presence.

-- Y/N's perspective

There we were, both soaked and making out in Pan's thinking tree, now knowing we loved each other. And all that we knew that awaited, was certain adventure.

-The End-

(perhaps..)

#peter pan #ouat #peter pan ouat #peter pan x male reader #peter pan x reader #robbie kay #peter pan pov #peter pan fanfic #peter pan once upon a time #Spotify

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kenphobia · 2 years ago

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may I ask some frank x eddie but if you don't write about character x character can make poly relationship headcanon with male reader?

happy late or early b-day btw 👍

A CARD OF LOVERS!

"Alex play butterfly by smile.dk."

summary. it wasn't a secret that frank and eddie are the fruitest fruits in town, but what if we add another one in that bowl? (headcanons. read author's note at the end)

contents. absolute fluff, possibly ooc, separated headcanons (one for chr x chr, one for chr x reader x chr), polyamorous relationship, easter eggs from other welcome home fics

FRANK X EDDIE!

✦ Frank and Eddie, two completely opposites in personality and even so, they make a strangely good and iconic duo. They'd say that they never see them becoming lovers but that would be a terrible lie. They were the most fruitest— pardon my french —motherfuckers in the neighborhood.

✦ Now, Frank and Eddie are both independent and secretive people. Having to live on their own for a long time caused them to become a bit recluse and prefer to do things on their own rather than trusting people to help them. It was a bit rocky at first, having to navigate the simplest things like who gets to cook for dinner and which chores would the other do, but they managed in the end.

✦ The two of them even made a timetable for what chores they'll do each day and made a promise not to get in each other's way when the other is busy.

✦ Now, Eddie was sweet, a bit too sweet for Frank's own liking. It took a while for the monotonous puppet to get used to getting random hugs and kisses throughout the day, even the short love letters stuck on the fridge with the heart magnets on them became a normal occurence for him.

As Frank put another pancake down on his lover plate, He felt a pair of large, soft arms suddenly wrapping around his waist. He shivered at the hot breath caressing his cheeks as Eddie leaned against his slender form, hiding his face in the crook of Frank's neck.

Frank sighed, smiling softly. "Good morning, Eddie." He patted his lover's hand, signalling him to let go. Eddie didn't follow and only hugged him tighter, mumbling something under his breath.

"I love you too, Eddie. But can I get my waist back?" Frank patted his hand again.

"Mm... No."

✦ Frank was never the one for physical touch. Not that he didn't like it, no, but he was too stiff, too awkward to even initiate the simplest hand-holding, so he opts for the alternative: quality time and gift-giving. Little handcrafted butterfly pins and accessories aligned Eddie's bag strap and hat; matching custom-made rings on both of their hands; and countless papers of written down date ideas filled Frank's binders— that was Frank's idea of affection and Eddie loved it.

✦ Whenever Eddie comes across someone, he'd flex all of the wonderful handmade crafts Frank made for him, flaunting the ring in front of any neighbors that tried flirting with him. It made Frank's plush heart swell, nearly punching air when Eddie refers to him as his husband.

✦ Both of Eddie and Frank are incredible fans of nature, so their dates consist of walks in the woods, picnics and such. They're always rarring to go and be one with nature just for a while, but they try not to stray too far from the town because, well, there isn't much that lies beyond their little circle.

✦ Although, when the days are getting colder or when it's almost impossible to go outside, they'd huddle up on the couch and Eddie would narrate one of Frank's or his favorite books. Sometimes, they'd watch TV but there isn't anything worth watching on it.

✦ Even though they have seperate cooking days, one of them is bound to assisting the other in cooking. Eddie would turn on the radio and have Frank indulge in a little dance break while the cookies bake in the oven.

"You look quite divine tonight," Eddie sang along the tune of the radio, holding Frank's hand in his own as he twirled him around the kitchen isle. "Here among these vibrant lights!"

Frank yelped, eyes widening for a second as Eddie dipped him, his grip on the monotonous puppet's waist was firm but gentle. Frank took a breath, smelling the vanilla and jasmine scent on Eddie's shirt as the latter pulled him up. "How charming." Frank commented, rolling his eyes.

Eddie smiled, pecking a tender kiss on the corner of Frank's lips. "I know I am." He boasted, his collars was tugged and his lips crashed on Frank's, he could taste the bittersweet chocolate he had given to his husband (Although they weren't actually married, but gays will be gays).

As they pulled away, both of them had blazing red faces, warmth seeping to their fingertips and cheeks. Frank lets go, slapping his palms on his face. "Gosh, that was so embarrassing." He groaned into his hands.

It took some time for Eddie to snap out of the kiss before wrapping his arms around Frank, grinning and swooning like a teenage girl who just had her first kiss. "Aww, I didn't know you had that in you, Frankie!!"

"Eddie, please—"

✦ Random, unprecedented thought: Eddie would definitely call Frank 'My little butterfly' and sing that song we all used to hear from our plastic barbie filp phones whenever Eddie's in a fun, little mood. The reason is, as always, up to the reader's interpretations <3

FRANK X READER X EDDIE!

✦ Eddie and Frank are new to relationships, having little to no exprience in such things and you might as well be the same. If you have some experience— especially in polyamorous relationships —then, you can bet the two of them will mostly likely turn to you when situations regarding it arise.

✦ Like any relationship, communication is key, and Eddie and Frank are more than just willing to try polyamorous a try. There isn't exactly a reason why they were drawn to you, perhaps it's because of your personality, your skills or whatee, but you caught their eye and there is no way in Satan's living quarters you're escaping them.

✦ But of course, if you aren't sure with the whole situation, they'll give you some space and time to think about it. No matter what your choice is, they'll understand you and respect your decisions. Strange since literal puppets have more decency than most humans, but oh well.

✦ They'll also walk you through their schedule. Frank does more of the talking while Eddie sometimes comments and adds a few things that Frank forgot to mention. In the end, the schedule didn't matter much since all of you put equal work and often assist each other in their chores.

✦ Sleepovers aren't uncommon, in fact it happens almost every day of the week! You guys stay at either Frank's or your house, huddled up on a bed that's conveniently large enough for all three of you. Sometimes, you guys chose to set up a cute pillow fort and sleep there in peace until one of you kicks the supporting pillow and it all crashes down on you.

✦ Frank is surprisingly a messy sleeper.

✦ You guys get to have individual dates, of course! But the guilt of leaving one of you behind consumes you just a minute before your date, so it ends up with just all three.

✦ Frank loves to flaunt off his collection to you, feeling a sense of pride swelling in his chest whenever you compliment the crafted butterflies he carefully painted and organized for many straining hours or appreciate his intensive knowledge on insects. Sometimes, you two just spend bouncing mindless information you have consumed on hours without end until something or somwone interrupts your little session.

"And this one!" Frank pointed to a page on his book, more specifically an picture of a butterfly with bright orange wings and black vein-like patterns. "This one is a monarch butterfly. Scientists calls them Danaus plexippus, which in Greek literally means "sleepy transformation." It references the species' ability to hibernate and metamorphize. It's not exactly my favorite species of butterfly, but they are interesting."

"I suppose so, yeah." You nodded, having your head supported by your hands as you leaned closer to get a better view at the image. You, then, thought deeply and nugged Frank's arm for his attention. "Say, why don't we go out to the forest and search for some? I heard from a little star that there's a hotspot for colorful butterflies."

Frank raised a brow, his interest piqued. "Hm, I suppose we can go only if we invite Eddie. He has a better sense of direction than I am so..."

You rolled your eyes playfully, knowing full well that he wanted to bring the sweet mailman along was because he feels guilty of leaving him behind. "Whatever you say, my little butterfly."

"(Name), please. Not you too."

✦ On the other hand, Eddie enjoys taking you on walks, especially on days where you're stressed and need some relaxation. He also enjoys talking with you over some good lunch, sharing his experiences with you as a mailman. Eddie is a touchy person, so he also likes to spend his time with you cuddling. He's the big spoon most of the time but he loves being little spoon, he wouldn't admit it though.

"Wait, wait, wait!" You paused Eddie's little tangent, your brain processing the story he ahd told you before he went on about the history of mailboxes. "They managed to pull out Julie's mailbox and dragged it all the way to the pond?"

Eddie chuckled, pulling you closer to his figure. You can feel vibrations coming from his chest as he laughed. "Yeah! It sounds unreal but if you take a look at the dirt near Julie's place, it looks like something was dugged up and then buried again."

"Dear lord, what kind of food are they eating?" You shivered at your own visual interpretation of the scenario. Must be distraughting for Julie and her poor mailbox.

"A dozen of eggs, at least." Eddie shrugged, his entire being melting into the sofa. At this point, you can consider him a part of it from how soft and warm his arms feel.

A moment of silence pass before you finally spoke up to break it. "Anyways, wanna be little spoon and continue your story?"

"Yes please!"

author's note. hi hii!!! tysm for requesting, i hope this is okay <33 i'm not well versed with Eddie's character but I do know a bit of Frank since weirdly enough, i kin him. but ty for the birthday greeting!! my birthday was actually 2 months ago (feb 3) but even so, i appreciate it :DD

i also have another frank x reader x eddie coming up but yandere 👀 so be on a look for that!! anyways— likes, reblogs, etc are appreciated! my inbox is always open, so feel free to request or just drop by <33

#writing log!#welcome home x reader #welcome home #frank frankly x reader #eddie dear x reader

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spaceagebachelormann · 2 years ago

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𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔!

HOW TO REQUEST

— state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and what you want with it

— do you have any specifics for the reader? male, female, blonde, poc, etc?

— requests can be send through inbox or dms, but inbox is heavily encouraged!

— PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING THAT JUST SAYS “_____ x reader fluff” WITH NO FURTHER EXPLANATION!! GIVE ME A PLOT LINE!!

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

platonic

romantic

familial

any gender x any gender

headcanons

poly relationships

sensitive topics

x reader

ships (canon or non-canon, so long as it’s not problematic)

i. i WILL write cheating, but not if a character is going it to the reader/another character. i’ll make someone comforting another person after being cheated on, but i won’t write finnick odair cheating on someone

same thing ^^ goes for homophobic, transphobic, ableist topics like that, and. well i guess the same goes for abuse?

WHAT I WONT WRITE:

smut (i’m 14)

yandere

incest

student x teacher

canonically gay character (ex: wylan van eck) x fem!reader for romantic requests

canonically lesbian character x male!reader for romantic requests

songfics (nothing against them, i just don’t know how!!)

things about ocs

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character list (more to come!)

❍ = easiest characters to write for

bolded — favourite characters to write for

KEEPER OF THE LOST CITIES

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PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

❍ christine daaé, ❍ raoul de chagny, erik destler, ❍ meg giry

p.s. i’ll write for the movie, musical, book and 1990 miniseries versions!!

HARRY POTTER

harry potter, ❍ hermione granger, ❍ ron weasley, ❍ luna lovegood, ❍ neville longbottom, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, ❍ sirius black, remus lupin, ❍ james potter, ❍ marlene mckinnon, mary macdonald, dorcas meadowes, lily evans

RIDE THE CYCLONE

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SHADOW AND BONE

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SIX OF CROWS

kaz brekker, inej ghafa, ❍ jesper fahey, ❍ wylan van eck, nina zenik, matthias helvar

THE OUTSIDERS

ponyboy curtis, ❍ johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, ❍ twobit matthews, ❍ dallas winston

THE HUNGER GAMES

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IT (2017)

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THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL

❍ agatha of woods beyond, ❍ sophie of woods beyond, tedros of camelot, ❍ hort of bloodbrook, ❍ hester of ravenswood, ❍ anadil, ❍ dot, nicola, aric, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, leonora lesso, clarissa dovey

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SCOOBY DOO

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LITTLE WOMEN

❍ jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, ❍ laurie

A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER

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DRACULA

dracula, ❍ lucy westenra, mina harker, arthur holmwood, ❍ renfield, dr seward, abraham van helsing, ❍ quincey morris

FRANKENSTEIN

victor frankenstein, ❍ adam frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, justine moritz, ernest frankenstein, henry clerval, the bride

DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE

henry jekyll, ❍ edward hyde, ❍ richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

MONSTER HIGH

gotta update this one guys,,,

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

john bender , ❍ claire standish, allison reynolds, brian johnson, andrew clark

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

❍ blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium , ❍ brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

DAVID BOWIE

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SWEENEY TODD

❍ sweeney, anthony hope, ❍ mrs lovett, johanna

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MISC. CHARACTERS

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blackwolfstabs · 1 year ago

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MASTERLIST (BWS) 🩶

SCREAM ❤️

"you're my good girl." | sam carpenter x richie kirsch 30 Day Writing Challenge | carpenter sisters based if you love her | tara carpenter x chad meeks-martin your heart or mine | billy loomis x stu macher better than one | carpenter sisters run | sam carpenter, mindy meeks-martin, & kirby reed haunted | sam carpenter, christina carpenter, & tara carpenter fall for those eyes | sam carpenter & tara carpenter shadow | billy loomis & sam carpenter same old boy, same sweet girl | sam carpenter x danny brackett

the wolves of woodsboro | sam carpenter & billy loomis ─ chapter I ─ chapter II ─ chapter III

WEDNESDAY 💜

one normal night | wednesday addams x fem!reader out of the woods | goody addams x werewolf!oc male

ABIGAIL 🩷

would you tell her I did my side of the dance? | ana lucia cruz (joey) & abigail ─ chapter I

everything has your memory | ana lucia cruz (joey) & abigail

MY HEADCANONS 🩵

the carpenter sisters

pt. i dual hcs pt. i werewolf!sam & tara | request

team loomis

"for shits and giggles" | request

sam x danny

sam x danny hcs pt. i | request

x readers

sfw/nsfw sam x hyper gf & x dark gf | anonymous request sam carpenter x reader // "can i um... feel your muscles?" | request

abigail

SONG REWRITES 🖤

who she sees in me | “the man he sees in me” (sam’s version)

#masterlist #in the works #parkerwrites #blackwolfstabs #🩶

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maymaylyn · 2 months ago

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Frank Woods Smut lil Snippet

Just a thought of our big daddy Woods/ male or female reader no gender said…. 18+ smut warning it might be a little much for some people. It’s not for everyone, respect that.

••••••

“Come onn, You gettin’ tired now?”

The sting of a sharp hit on his left cheekbone sent lightning straight down his spine. That and the clench of your tight hole was almost blinding. Shaking his head only once to focus on the thrust of his hips and the sound of your wetness hitting his balls. Frank couldn’t help but smirk wickedly at you above him doing your damnedest to make him sweat. Letting out a chuckle at the façade that took over you when you first straddle him.

“It’s like that now huh? You think you’re tough? Well? Don’t play with me like that sugar. Show me how strong my baby is!”

Just as he thrusts his hips up in a bruising way. You barely register saying, “Fuck! Do it again!”

Like hell he won’t when you sound so sweet…

••••••

Courtesy of brainstorming session with my love @gunnrblze hope you enjoy. Does anyone else think it’s hot in here? I have something else really cooking’ for Frank here (≖ᴗ≖ )

#cod black ops cold war #black ops cold war #frank woods black ops #frank woods x reader #frank woods #woods x reader #woods x male reader #woods x female reader #black ops fan fiction #black ops x reader #alex mason black ops #alex mason #call of duty russell adler #russel adler #jason hudson #hudson black ops #pinterest photo #cod black ops 6 #black ops 6

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missvelvetsstuff · 1 year ago

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Fandom leap

Chapter 6

Winter Soldier x Reader

Notes: Here is my contribution to the Fandom Leap collaboration, my first. I'm excited and a bit nervous about posting this after reading those who came before me. I hope I can live up to the standard they have set.

Thank you to @supraveng for letting me take part in this very cool idea.

Hope y'all like it.

Likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated.

Check out the full story.

Series Masterlist

Chapter 5

*Last* You sigh as you soak in this moment, this feeling in your heart, the smell of Sam and the feeling of his hands gripping onto your hips. Just as quickly as all of those feelings went through you, they all went away and that eerie familiar feeling rose up on your throat.

No, not now. Please, not now! And before your head could wrap around what was going on, you were torn away from Sam but his presence still lingered on your skin*

You shook your head and groaned, the leaps seemed to be taking more of a toll each time.

You were sitting on the bed in a dark bedroom but could hear sounds in the house, music and talking, like a party. You sat up and looked around, unable to see much with just the sliver of light from under the door. It was a nice room, not too fancy but clean with solid wood furniture and crisp bedding.

A half opened door led to a bathroom and there was another door you figured was a closet. You looked down at yourself and realized you needed some clothes as yours were dirty and ragged.

You got up and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower to keep from drawing attention to yourself. The hot water definitely helped clear your head some.

You found a single, white dress alone in the closet, that fit you well but was an older style, maybe 60's and some white flats. You hurried to fix your hair and when you were satisfied moved towards the door with the light underneath.

You grabbed the doorknob and took a deep breath before carefully opening the door and stepping into a lit hallway. You followed the sounds, noting how dated and campy the orange, green and yellow decor was before stepping into a loud room full of people, also looking dated and campy. Beehive hair, brightly colored dresses and men with skinny neck ties. You chuckled at the idea of happening into some theme party but the more you looked around and heard bits of conversations you considered the possibility of jumping to yet another era. The talk of the space race and Frank Sinatra solidifying that idea.

You looked around, walking carefully through the groups of people, mostly all male or all female. No one seemed to be surprised at your appearance, simply nodding at you before returning to their conversations. A couple gave you small smiles but their eyes were all empty.

You noticed a small group speaking another language, it sounded Russian but you couldn't decipher anything they said until one man looked towards the back of the house and whispered one word.

"Soldat"

You turned in the direction he was looking but couldn't see anything from your vantage point. Before you could try to speak to anyone the chatter stilled and the record playing scratched and landed on a different song. Then the gunfire started and you froze for a moment before bolting back down the hall to go out the window of the bedroom you had started in. When you realized the window was barred you tried to think calmly but the gunfire stopped and heavy footsteps came closer and stopped at the bedroom door which slammed open.

You froze, holding your breath until you saw the Winter Soldier taking up the doorway. A whispered "Bucky" left your lips before you could stop it.

He looked at you coldly "Who's Bucky?"

You shivered, hoping you could reach him somehow because you were obviously no match for him and forced a soft smile "You are. James Buchanan Barnes or Bucky to your friends."

He shook his head "I have no friends"

Your smile turned sad "I know it doesn't seem like it but you do."

"No, no friends, no family. Only missions. You are my mission. The girl in the white dress."

Your stomach dropped and your breath caught as you shook your head quickly

"No. No. Please, I'm not supposed to be here. I woke up in this room but I'm not part of whatever they were doing. I just threw on the only dress in the closet." you waved vaguely towards the party which was quiet except the music was still playing.

"Where are you supposed to be?" He cocked his head, eyes puzzled but softer.

"I'm from" you stammered "It's, it's really complicated and unbelievable."

Your heart thumped out of your chest and you wished you could do something for him during whatever time you had here, try to ease some of his suffering.

There was also some hope since he hadn't killed you yet. You looked him over and decided to change the subject

"You're hurt. We should get out of here. Is there a safe house nearby? I could clean that cut on your arm."

He shrugged "I'll be fine. Follow me."

You struggled to follow him through the house, trying to avoid the bodies without actually looking at them. The smell was already making you queasy and you were relieved when you made it outside. Until you felt the chill and saw snow on the ground. You weren't dressed for this.

He turned around to grab your arm "Hurry up or I'll have to kill you."

Then mounted a motorcycle and looked at you expectantly. You really weren't dressed for that.

You looked down at your dress, not thrilled with wearing it on the back of a motorcycle, much less in this cold but there weren't any other choices so you held the skirt down the best you could and climbed on behind him. He gave you his helmet and you barely had time to secure it and grab onto him before he peeled away from the house.

You looked around while he drove, trying to keep your mind off the cold. You were in the middle of nowhere with buildings here and there but mostly snowy trees and hills. The view didn't change until he slowed down and pulled onto a dirt road, driving awhile longer before stopping in front of a small cabin.

When he turned the motorcycle off you struggled off of the bike with aching cold arms and legs then removed the helmet, offering it to him. He just grunted and headed into the cabin so you followed him quietly and as quickly as you could move.

The interior wasn't any fancier than the exterior but it was warm and dry after the back of a bike at night in a dress. One room, single bed in the corner, wood stove with a small sink next to it, counter with a pair of barstools.

Bucky quickly made a fire while you looked for a first aid kit. When you found it in the tiny bathroom you asked him to sit so you could sew up his arm.

He shook his head "I can do it, I don't need any help."

You smiled at him "I'm sure you can but I want to help. To thank you for getting me out of there."

He frowned "But that's-"

You placed a finger over his mouth "Please? I want to help you."

He shrugged and grunted as he took off his tactical suit leaving him in a tank top and briefs. He sat heavily on one of the stools, waiting.

You carefully cleaned the cut on his bicep, trying not to hurt him. He flinched when you wiped it with antiseptic and clenched his jaw as you carefully stitched it together. As soon as you finished stitching and started cleaning up the mess he jerked away from you and went into the bathroom. You heard him start the shower.

You put the first aid kit away and went to the kitchen area after your stomach growled, looking for something to quiet it. You found a couple of cans of stew and a pot to warm them in but no can opener anywhere.

As you looked all over the kitchen for a can opener and tried to figure out how to open the cans, Bucky came up behind you, reached around with one of his knives and cut both cans open. Your heart stopped while you waited to see what he was doing with the knife. Then it raced at how smoothly he moved with it, that was pretty hot.

You emptied the cans into a small metal pot and warmed the food up then poured half each into two bowls you had washed. Adding spoons you offered one of the bowls to him.

As you ate he stared at you, contemplatively. You started feeling uncomfortable but before you could say anything he spoke up.

"Tell me your unbelievable story."

You shook your head "It's pretty out there. You'll think I'm nuts."

"I've seen some pretty crazy things so try me."

You could tell he wasn't really asking anymore and sighed "I'm from an alternate universe. Apparently there are many realities and for some reason I've been shifting from one to another for the last few days. I've been to realities that are fiction in mine."

He looked at you skeptically "so I'm supposed to believe that you just shifted into that room? And just happened to be wearing the only white dress in the entire party?"

She shrugged "I told you it was unbelievable but it's the truth. Who was the woman in the white dress supposed to be?"

Bucky sighed "My mission. They don't give me much in the way of details. Sometimes there's a picture or description but this time all I got was the woman in white. That's you."

She nodded "Ok, I get it. What are you supposed to do with me?"

He shrugged again "Dunno. The mission was, eliminate the partygoers, get the girl in the white dress and bring her to the safe house. Here."

He ate a few more bites before speaking again.

"What do you mean about realities that are fiction in yours?"

Her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out how to explain "Well, where I'm from the Winter Soldier is from a comic book about super heroes. We don't have enhanced people or anything."

He was silent again as he finished his food. He stood up, took your empty bowl and tossed them into the sink. "You need some rest"

"Wait, what's going to happen to me? I don't want to wait around to become some Hydra prisoner. I need to get out of here."

He scoffed "Where will you go? You'll freeze out there dressed like that. I don't have any choice. You're my mission and aren't going anywhere so go lay on the bed and rest."

You stood there motionless trying to calculate an escape but you knew it was hopeless and slumped over in defeat as he pushed you towards the bed.

You took your shoes off and sat on the bed, it was small and lumpy but he stood over you so you couldn't get up. With a sigh you lay down and tried to get comfortable.

Bucky sat on the side of the bed and looked at you expectantly.

You stared back "What?"

"Could you make some room for me? I would like some rest too."

Your heart sped up "But wait you want to...here....with me? But I-"

"Shut up and move over"

He laid down, facing you and you fidgeted, trying not to touch him on the narrow bed but it was impossible.

He sighed again "Jesus Christ, just relax I'm not going to hurt you."

He pulled a scratchy blanket up to your shoulders, wrapped his arm around you and pulled you flush against him so you were chest to chest. He smelled so good, fresh like outside with a hint of musk and was so warm.

You started to relax into him and right before you fell asleep felt him kiss your forehead and whisper "I'm sorry."

It seemed like only a few minutes later when you were shocked awake by a rush of cold air and a bright light. You covered your face with your arm and felt your heart freeze when you heard that voice.

"Well miss, seems like you might have been in the wrong place at the wrong time

Unfortunately for you, I don't have the time to figure out what happened so you will have to do." It sounded like Arnim Zola, which meant you were in big trouble.

Bucky just sat there, wanting to protect you but knowing what will happen if he tried.

Rough arms pulled you away from him and handcuffed your wrists behind your back. You turned to look at Bucky, to show him you would be alright, and were gripped by the sadness and regret in his eyes. You saw tears fill them, like they had yours, and forced a sad smile before you were turned away from him.

As you were pulled to standing, for the first time since this all started, you were relieved to feel a shift coming on.

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Chapter 7

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