#lance tucker x dom!reader

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Vera I'm so sorry you are still shadowbanned! I wish tumblr would get their stuff together.

For the fanfic writer's asks: 1,5,12,25,55,69,71

Hope you have fun answering them <3

Hi, yeah the shadowban is….ugh, annoying. Definitely annoying.

Thank you for the questions!

1. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

Oh wow…I think I daydream more than I write. I daydream all the time and I’m pretty sure half the stuff that’s in my head I’ve never even started writing. But if I finally start writing then I’m not stopping till it’s done lol

I’ll sit the next few days on a one shot or chapter or whatever and I need to finish it. 😂😂

5. How many wips do you have?  What fandoms/pairings are they for?

Fuck I- I don’t know

Let’s see

The au’s with @jamneuromain “broken bones and broken hearts” ( Steve Rogers x reader) & “together or not at all” (Steve Rogers x reader, Nick Gant x reader, Johnny storm x reader, Jake Jensen x reader) in the second one is a lot ready and there’s also a loooot of smut lol just so y’all know

Then there’s “drownin siren” Steve Rogers x mermaid reader

I’ve planned a sub!mafia!Bucky Barnes x reader one shot

A meet-cute for Stucky!! Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

I have a Lloyd Hansen x reader smut Drabble ( ready to post actually)

Oh Noise pt 3, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader smut, which is nearly finished [ pt 1 is here pt 2 here ]

I’m planning a grumpy!roommate!Curtis x reader au :) but haven’t started one this one yet

Oh god there’s also pretty boy pt 2, sub!Steve Rogers x reader smut [ pt 1 is here ]

Omg i still have more; mean!dom!steve Rogers x villain!(sub)reader

Is it weird that I’m already planning my kinktober list? But yeah I’m doing that too

I have also a pt two to the Lance tucker shot “stretch you (out)” that I think I haven’t posted yet?

I’m working on so many things rn fuck I hadn’t noticed until now

12. Do you outline your fics?  If yes, how detailed are your outlines?  How far do you stray from them?

Sometimes yes, I definitely some background stories and I like planning how every character met or if they had any relationships before with them etc

Definitely also about their family history or school

But I don’t think more than that

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

I love making moodboards hahhahaha

I like writing because of all the possibilities i have!

And also interacting with people. I know many people don’t leave feedback and that’s okay BUT when i finally see Someone comment or reblog something even with just a emoji or gif I’m in heaven. It makes me so so happy to talk about my work or answer questions. Idk, I just love interacting with others. I’d say im really shy in rl and it’s just so much better on tumblr. Here I feel like I found my people and I can be myself:)

55. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics?  Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

“He felt blood rush to his cheeks, making him blush”

I use this often or always the -ing verb form

I feel like there’s also always some kind of misunderstanding? There are definitely a few oneshots and fics with this trope

There was something else I wanted to addd but I forgot what

69. What are your favorite fic at the moment?

Ohhhh I love “in the snow” By @postmodernmulticoloredcloak

71. Do you spend more time reading or writing?

Id say it depends on the day. Sometimes I’m writing all day long and the next day I’m reading all the time:)

Thank you for all these questions!!!!! Love you!!!!!!

[bubblessunshinehoney]

Day 18- Handcuffes with Lance Tucker

364 words

18 + only! NO MINOR INTERACT

Kinktober masterlist

A/N: hey guys, i have to repost all of my 18 days of Kinktober for now. Because my account got suspended last night. Many of you might have read them already, and maybe many more of you might read it for the first time. I'm not someone who asks for reblogs, likes are find by me. But for this one time...i would be very grateful if you could reblog it. To help me go back in the game. I'm sad that i lost all my works. But so grateful i wrote them on Word... Or i would have lost literally months of prepration.

So yeah, Hi again, i'm back, hopping to get back my first account.

Enjoy,

Cloudy

Don't be shy to comment, reblog or like! :)

TW: kind of dom!mean reader, uses of vibrator

not beta read, english is not my first language, all mistakes are my own

Oh he was in for a long night of blue balls.

You had one rule, if he was handcuffs with his medals, he couldn’t touch you or move. And the proud man he was, couldn’t imagine break them.

“Come one, sweets, don’t be so mean with me?” he whines dramatically. You’re doing a lap dance, making some pose he taught you years ago. You’re spreading your leg on top of me, letting him see your wet folds, you caress his naked body with yours, nipples teasing his aching cock.

Oh yes, he is for a long night, and you are thrilled. Thrilled, because he was the biggest jerk to you the past few weeks, so you were going to make him suffer.

He’s looking at his handcuffs, growling when he sees you take your favourite vibrator, whimpers when you sit across from him and put the object of all his desire on your clit. You moan, arching your back like he loves. You let him see your pussy clenches and unclenches around nothing, your arousal sipping out of it.

“Let me taste it.” You shake your head, giving him the silence treatment too. He deserves it. He knows it, but fuck his cock hurts him right now. He needs relief.

“Babe, please, touch me. I’m dying”. You shrug and he whines, squirming without making harsh movement on the medals.

You push the fake vibrating cock in your pussy, moaning a bit more than you would do normally, but Lance he’s too fuck out to realise, his cock throbs at it and you smile. You make a show out of it, Lance whining and whimpering at the lack of touch and attention from you, but fuck why does that turn him on more?

When you cum, he moans loudly, loving to see you let go, see that face you do, crossed eyes, cute frown and the noises that come out of you…he could cum only by that. And he almost does, but you’re quick to hold the base of his cock and to ruin his orgasm.

“BABE”.

“Don’t ignore me, Lance, I could do even worse next time.” You kiss him and leave the room.

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[bucknastysbabe]

Hi my name is Cal. I love HOTD/Bucky/fandom✨

About me: I’m a current psych major, part-time fruit chopper, Gecko mother always. One recovering alcoholic of 2 years, please feel free to reach out if you struggle or are in the same boat!!! White ass bitch from the Southeast US but will pester you with cultural questions.

I love sexy blonde Incest bitches, incel knight, and unstable metal armed man. Writing started as my sober hobby now I’ve been gifted 2% Latina!

ASOIAF/HOTD/GOT: (Targaryens n Velaryons🦚, Criston🦚, Harwin Strong, Gwayne H, Robb, Jon, Jaime)

Note: I do NOT write for Daemon or Luke

Marvel: (Bucky🦚, Zemo, Marc Spector)

The Last Of Us: (Tommy Miller🦚 and Joel Miller)

Seb Stan Characters: (Lee Bodecker🦚, Charles Blackwood, Steve Kemp, Lance Tucker)

Ask Box‼️: Open (check list)

Short headcanons ❌

Blurbs ❌

Questions ✅

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Fic length one-shots ❌

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Into: M/F, M/M, fem dom, pegging, sex in any position, bdsm (light), breeding kink, man tears, angst, drunk sex, switching, actually non-smut things, daddy kink

Nope: F/F (I’m really bad at writing it and cursed to be really into dicks), literally just ask me!! Dead dove and niche kinks aren’t really an issue unless it’s like gory or stanky

Tags:

Smut 🍐 || Angst 🟢|| SFW 💚 || Dead dove🔫|| Fluff🐼 || Master ✨

Kink Bingo - Done!

WIP’s: (I’m slow but these are developed)

Burnt Aeg x Braavosi Healer x Criston

Stalker Aegon

Criston and Septa

Marvel:

***More of it is on my Ao3 linked in my bio :)

Bucky Barnes

“You’re my mission!”✨

Baron Helmut Zemo

The Call Girl🍐🐼

ASOIAF/HOTD:

Pairings:

No Conviction - Criston Cole x Aegon II🍐🟢🔫

Aegon II Targaryen

"You Do Know How The Act Is Done, Don't You?"✨

Ser Criston Cole

“Do You Want Me To Kill Him?”✨

Related Characters

Masterlist✨

Others:

Tommy Miller (TLOU)

Little Slice o’ Heaven🍐🐼

Dirty Talk🍐🐼

Cockwarming🍐🐼

Lee Bodecker (Devil All The Time)

You can be my daddy🍐🐼

Western AU🍐🐼

Lance Tucker (The Bronze)

God of what? 🍐

[late-to-the-party-81]

Kinktober Master list

Day One- Good Boy Subby!Bucky x Reader (Mommy Kink and Edging)

Day Two - Wrap me up in your love Frank Castle x Reader, from It can’t rain all the time (Shibari and competence kink)

Day Three - A good ‘bad idea’ Mean Dom!Steve x Reader, from I love you then I hate you (Impact play and Bratting)

Day Four - Strangers in the night Unknown CE or SS character x Reader (Sensory Deprivation and Anonymous Sex)

Day Five - No work and all play Ransom x Reader (Dumbification and Free Use)

Day Six - Take everything you need Ari x Reader from Ari and his Angel series (Anal sex and Praise kink)

Day Seven - Run (You belong to me) Hulk x Reader from You, Me and the Other Guy (Primal play and Breeding kink)

Day Eight - Versatile Camboy! Sam x Reader from Whatta Man (Pegging and Mirror sex)

Day Nine - You and me, always Steve x Bucky (Oral sex and a Uniform fetish)

Day Ten - Can't fight the moonlight Werewolf! Ari x Reader (Cream Pie and Werewolf/Shifter)

Day Eleven - All for one, and one for all SamStucky x Reader from Conclave (Triple Penetration and Aftercare)

Day Twelve - The awfully good, terribly bad day part 1 Steve x Bucky x Thor x Agent! Reader (Orgy and Sex Pollen)

Day Thirteen - The awfully good, terribly bad day part 2 Steve x Bucky x Thor x Agent! Reader (Size Kink and Bukkake)

Day Fourteen - Things that go bump in the night Jefferson, Lee Bodecker, Charles Blackwood & Nick Fowler x Reader (Gangbang and Clothing Disparity) DARK FIC

Day Fifteen - Once more, with feeling DBF! Steve x Reader from Like fireworks on the 4th July (Overstimulation and Sex Toys)

Day Sixteen - Trust in me Virgin Pre-Serum Steve x Vampire Bucky (Lingerie and Vampire)

Day Seventeen - Give you hell Lance Tucker x Reader (Hate Sex and Cum Marking)

Day Eighteen - I own you (body and soul) Loki x Reader (CNC x Dacraphilia)

Day Nineteen - Good girls get treats Daddy!Val x Puppy!Reader x Mommy!Nat from Good Pup (Pet Play and WLW)

Day Twenty - It's all about experience Peter Parker x Reader, Stephen Strange x Reader (Cuckolding and Age Difference)

Day Twentyone - Tit for tat SamStucky x Reader from Conclave (Voyeurism and JOI)

Day Twentytwo - Whatever he wants Mafia!Tony x Reader (Exhibitionism and Objectification)

Day Twentythree - Planes and Barons and Knives, oh my! Zemo x OFC! Marcy from Bad Kids (Knifeplay and Roleplay)

Day Twentyfour - Sex outside the bedroom Sam x Bucky, part of BBB22 (Leather and Frotting)

Day Twentyfive - Control Lloyd Hansen x Reader (Degradation and Omoroshi)

Day Twentysix - I was made for loving you Sam x Bucky, fits into my SamBucky Stories (Nipple play and Intercrural Sex)

Day Twentyseven - Food for thought Thor x Reader (Oral Fixation and Food play)

Day Twentyeight - Need you now Nomad Steve x Reader (A/B/O and Biting)

Day Twentynine - Her Master's voice Loki x Reader (High Protocol D/S and Collaring)

Day Thirty - To sleep, perchance to dream Eddie Brock x Reader x Venom (Somnophilia and Tentacle Sex)

Day Thirtyone - Very, very frightening Sex Worker Thor x Reader, from Thunderbolts and Lightning (Electroplay andSafeword usage)

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[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Upcoming Projects

(There won't be specific days on when they will be posted. But Kinktober will be exempt.)

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Lance Tucker x Male Reader

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top! harry x bottom! male reader

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[littlelioncub43]

Silk Gloves

Summary: Ransom adores your black silk gloves. But after he’s late to dinner, you’ll give him a reason to hate them. 

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+ (minors DNI, obvi), bondage, edging, soft!dom reader, sub!Ransom (kinda not but also yes but also not but mostly yes), unprotected sex (protect yourself, people), Ransom being a jerk, JERK TAMING (this is my favorite kink now lol)

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: This is the first of 5 Birthday Celebration Fics that I wrote in honor of my 21st bday! It was my favorite one to write to date! I love jerk taming (like brat taming but for jerky guys such as Ransom and Lance Tucker), and my dominant side wanted to get in on the action. I hope you love reading this as much as I loved writing it. Kisses

—K

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“Are you ready to apologize now?” You asked with a stern expression, your eyes hard and unforgiving. You were wearing your favorite black silk over-the-elbow gloves; you knew that Ransom loved the feeling of them, he always said they felt divine on his skin. Well, right now, he was sure he’d never felt anything more torturous. The soft silk felt so fucking good on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs.

“Fuck yo—oh, Jesus Christ,” he moaned through gritted teeth as you cupped his heavy balls, tugging at the ropes that held him tied to your shared bed angrily.

“Tsk, wrong answer, Rannie” you sighed, shaking your head in disappointment. Your hands delicately massaging his aching sack, his back instinctively arching off the bed slightly. You sat on your knees in between his spread legs, wearing your favorite lingerie set. The ivory lace made you look and feel like a Goddess. You’d been at this for hours, and he still wouldn’t just apologize for being late for dinner.

His thick cock lay untouched against his stomach, pearly streams of pre-cum smearing across the tanned skin making your mouth water. But you’d do that later, right now, you had a point to make. You can tell by his gasps that he was getting close to coming, his throbbing member twitching in need, practically begging you to touch him. Just before he could reach his high, you pulled your hands away, edging him for the 4th time, opting to rub his outer thighs. A frustrated yell left Ransom’s lips, making you giggle and press a kiss to his hip, then his chest, and finally his lips.

“Come on, baby, you know what I wanna hear,” you whisper with your lips ghosting over his. Looking into his baby blue eyes, you see the exact moment he decides to swallow his pride.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, it’s barely audible but you sneak a hand down his chest, prompting him to continue, “M’sorry for being late…”

“What else, sweet boy?” You move your lips across his jaw, nipping at the sensitive spot that makes him shiver.

“M’sorry for calling you names and yelling,” he sighs out, finally cracking completely. Your hand finally making contact with his sore cock, making him shudder and moan, “O-oh fuck!”

Wrapping your hand around his base, you give him gentle strokes, your mouth still working on his neck.

“There we go,” you smile and sit up, moving to straddle his hips, “that’s all I wanted to hear,” you sweetly kiss him, your tongues playing together sensually.

“I bet you wanna finish now, don’t you, baby?” You ran your fingers through his hair, sweat beading down his forehead and temples.

“God, yes, please,” he whined softly, his lips chasing yours.

You give him the kiss he craves and suck on his bottom lip, “Alright, but can you do something for me, sweet boy?”

Ransom was sure he’d do anything for you when you treated him like this: sweet kisses, soft touches, and your gentle voice calling him your sweet boy.

“Yes,” he nodded eagerly, “anything…”

“Make me cum first,” your silk covered hand guiding his engorged tip to your drenched hole, lace panties drawn to the side. You kept your eyes trained on Ransom’s face as you slowly took him into your tight heat. His eyes widening for a moment, you hear his sharp inhale. The sensation of your velvety walls enveloping his cock had his jaw going slack to let out a loud, rich moan. His eyebrows pinched together, eyes shutting tight in concentration, his head tipping back. You moan with him, you couldn’t help it. The beautiful stretch stinging in the best possible way as you adjusted to his girth. Your glove covered hands rested against his heaving chest, rubbing soothingly, trying to calm him down but ultimately not helping. Gripping the ropes that bind him in a firm grip, Ransom panted heavily.

“Don’t move yet, please,” he voice strained, and you can’t help but smile at his good behavior. Ransom takes a few deep breaths to calm himself, then nods for you to begin. You take it slow, grinding down in deep circles, drawing deep pleasurable groans from his chest. The angle had his pubic bone rubbing your clit with each roll of your pelvis. You swear to God you could feel him in your stomach, and you loved it.

“Oh, Ransom, baby, you always feel so good,” you moan into his ear, knowing that the praise is what he lives for. “So thick, so perfect, and all for me,” your hips begin to speed up, the sensual speed now turning into a filthy grinding rhythm.

“Yes—yes, all for you!” He cries, his mind hazy with your sweetly dirty words. He couldn’t control the grunts that left him when you began to bounce. Your tits jiggling deliciously in your lace bralette, and Ransom can’t help but stare at the mesmerizing sight before him.

“Mmm that’s my good boy,” you purr into Ransom’s neck, sucking a love bite into the tender skin on his collarbone, low enough to hide underneath his clothes. Your hips speed up, your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach. You could tell that Ransom was fighting off his own high, his eyes shut tight, head tossed back and lolling from side to side. His head was swimming in deep pools of ecstasy, your tight pussy fit so perfectly around him it was driving him absolutely mad.

“God, please!…ca—can I?” He asks and weakly thrusts up into you. His pleading eyes looked so beautiful, especially when he was asking to fuck you. You nod with a smile and sit up in his lap, “Yeah, baby, you can,” your right hand trailing down his chest to tease and circle his nipples. The sensation of the silk caressing his chest so intimately had his hips bucking up into you wildly. With his knees bent and feet planted in the mattress, Ransom was able to drive even deeper into your tight snatch. “Oh my fucking god, Ran! Fuuuuck, such a good boy,” the deeper he got, the louder you moaned for him, and he loved it. He could listen to you scream his name and call him your good boy for the rest of his life.

“M’ your good boy! Mmm fuuuuuck m’your good boy!” He mumbles to himself. You could feel his entire being taught and trembling with effort to hold himself back. The sight of the rich, powerful, and notoriously cruel Ransom Drysdale tied to your bed, writhing beneath you, telling you he was your good boy in a fucked out voice was more than enough to push you over the edge. With a scream of his name, you cum around him, your thighs tighten around his waist and your head falls back.

“fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” he chants in ragged shouts, his toes curling as he staves off his orgasm, his end dangerously close. Your fluttering walls pulsing around his dick has him seeing stars, hips moving purely on instinct now. The room filled with the slick sounds of your cum gushing around his cock, and the deafening clap of your skin on his. You fall forward onto his chest, gasping for breath after such an intense high. You press more kisses to the salty skin of his neck, biting and sucking here and there, your hips meeting his perfectly, teasing him even more. You caress his cheek, letting him feel the glide of the smooth gloves over his skin.

“You did such a good job, Ransom, such a good boy” you whispered lovingly in his ear like a siren promising him the world, “let go, baby, come on, give it all to me..”

You feel the pace of his hips stutter against yours, you hear a strangled gasp fall from his pink bitten lips, followed by a near pained scream as he finally came. Blood pumping loudly in his ears, all he can hear is a dull ringing and a faint whisper of the praises you’re giving him as he comes. Unending thick ropes of cum pouring forth from his throbbing dick, each pump sending shock waves through his sweaty body, his hips still moving in a sloppy, unpredictable pace, unintelligible high pitched whimpers leave him. Finally slumping against the bed, Ransom lets his eyes rest shut as he tries to catch his breath, taking in deep gulps of air. His legs twitching every few seconds, you rest with him, your body still laying on top of his comfortably. Sitting up, you smile at his flushed near asleep face.

“Ran? You good, baby?” You ask gently and press a kiss to his lips, his mouth moving tiredly to kiss you back. You get a deep, raspy hum and a dopey smile as your answer. You giggle at his sleepy state and untie his wrists, rubbing at the deep red marks left behind and kissing them softly. “Drink some water for me, baby,” you gently urge him, when he opens his eyes, he finds that you’d cleaned him and yourself up while he napped passed out. He groaned a little but drank from the open water bottle you handed him, his entire body feeling boneless. Putting the water to the side, he wrapped his arms around your waist as you climbed into bed next to him and drew you into his chest. Sighing as his strong arms surrounded you in a comforting grasp, you couldn’t help but nuzzle into his chest, allowing yourself to revel in his loving embrace.

“M’sorry I didn’t tell you I was gonna be late,” he mumbled into the crown of your head, his hand rubbing up and down your spine.

“It’s alright now, I forgive you, Ran,” you run a hand through his hair once more, exhaustion taking hold of you both. Ransom feels your deep, even breathing and smiles. Maybe he’d tell you next time he was late… or maybe not.

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Taglist: @slothspaghettiwrites​, @tumblin-theworldaway​, @inlovewithsebstan​

[sebastiansluts]

hi hi, dom!lee bodecker x sub!reader & sub!lance tucker (threesome?) with over stimulation and degrading but with soft lee at the end please!!

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Hi!! I haven't written sub!Lance before, I hope this was okay!

Lee Bodecker x Reader, Lance Tucker x Reader; dom!lee, sub!lance, sub!reader, overstimulation, degradation, soft!lee at the end

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You were on your hands on knees on the bed, Lee sitting in front of you, legs spread wide, pants open and hard cock pointed up, while Lance was behind you, fucking your cunt.

"Come on honey, don't you wanna be good for me like Lance here? Look at him, fucking your pussy like a real man, isn't that right baby boy?" Lee asked, turning from you to glance at Lance.

"Th-thank you, Sir," Lance stuttered, not stopping, his cock held hard by the cock ring around the base. He bit his lip, desperate to come but knowing he had to wait.

Lee smiled at him gently, thumbing his lip from his teeth. "Don't hurt yourself baby boy, you'll get your turn soon as my little girl here learns to deepthroat properly."

Lee turned back to you, gripping your chin and forcing you to look at him. "Honey, I know you're just a pathetic little girl, but I'm gonna need you to try your best. Now come on, suck my cock like a good whore."

You moaned as Lance hit your spot, shivers racing down your spine, coming immediately for the fifth time, head falling down, bumping Lee's cock. He thrust up into your mouth, gagging you. "There you go honey, take it, deeper, hold it."

You choked, Lee's dick shoved down your throat, your eyes watering. You pulled back, gasping for air, as Lee said, "That was pathetic honey, come on and really work for it, show me what that whore throat can do."

You cried, but lowered your head, taking him back into your mouth, slowly lowering until he was bumping your throat. You took a deep breath and plunged down, holding for five seconds, ten, fifteen, before coming up, coughing and spluttering., coming again as Lance fucked you hard.

"There's my good girl, that's it! Now keep doing that and you'll make me come in no time. Lance, baby boy, as soon as I've come, you can too," Lee said, stroking your hair but looking into Lance's tear filled eyes, overwhelmed with the need to come.

You sobbed, overstimulated, but Lance continued to thrust into you, giving you no time to breathe, as Lee thrust into your mouth, fucking your throat.

You went limp, letting yourself be used, spasming around them as you came again, a long, extended orgasm that wouldn't end, making you feel as though you were on fire. Tears streamed from your eyes and Lee groaned, coming down your throat. "Fuck, that's it honey, take all my cum."

Lance let out a whimper, waiting. Lee said, "Okay baby boy, go ahead, come."

Lance quickly pulled out, taking off the cock ring, before shoving back into you, humping you, desperate to get off. He came in seconds, shooting deep inside you.

You and Lance collapsed on either side of Lee. He gathered you up close to him, you and Lance resting your heads on his thighs. He stroked both of your heads, murmuring, "There's my sweet boy and girl, did so well for me. I'm so proud of you two."

[jobean12-blog]

HBC Kinktober Masterlist

Oct 1st: Public Sex- Ready for Take Off * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 2nd: Authority Kink- Please, Sergeant  * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 3rd: Oral - Double Dessert * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 4th: Voyeurism - Caught! * (Bucky x reader) 

Oct 5th: Celebrating an occasion- A Date to Remember * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 6th: Daddy Kink- Baby Daddy (Dad!Bucky x reader)

Oct 7th: Multiple Partners- Tri Me * (Bucky Barnes x reader x Charles Blackwood)

Oct 8th: Beard Kink- Distracted  *(Steve Rogers x reader)

Oct 9th: Quickie- Late to the Party * (Steve Rogers x reader)

Oct 10th: Car Sex- Hot Wheels * (Tony Stark x reader)

Oct 11ht: Hair Pulling- The Perfect Pull * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 12th: Playing with Toys- Love Buzz * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 13th: Temperature Play- Of Ice and Fire * (Loki x reader)

Oct 14th: Lingerie- A Silky Surprise (Chris Beck x reader) Professor AU

Oct 15th: Dirty Talk- Don’t Play Dirty * (Destroyer!Chris x reader)

Oct 16th: Dom character/Sub reader- Surrender * (Steve Rogers x reader)

Oct 17th: Sub charater/Dom reader- Power Play * (Bucky x reader- sub!bucky)

Oct 18th: Phone sex/sexting- No Mixed Messages * (Bucky x reader- College au)

Oct 19th: Food/Drink Play- Baked Goods (Bucky x reader- Baker AU)

Oct 20th: Bondage- Bound to Submit * (Destroyer!Chris x reader)

Oct 21st: Anal- Whole Lotta Love (Bucky x reader)

Oct 22nd: Breeding Kink- Giver of Stars  (Chris Beck x reader- Dad AU)

Oct 23rd: Choking/Breath play- Get A Grip * (Steve Rogers x reader)

Oct24th: Cockwarming- The Morning Routine * (Charles Blackwood x reader)

Oct 25th: Thigh Riding- In the Hot Seat  (Bucky x reader)

Oct 26th: Spanking- A Firm Hand * (Bucky x reader- Professor AU)

Oct 27th: Edging- Close to the Edge * (Lance Tucker x reader)

Oct 28th: Knife Play- A Cut Above (Bucky x reader)

Oct 29th: Praise Kink- Craving * (Steve Rogers x reader)

Oct 30th: Blindfold Kink- Love at First Sight * (Bucky x reader)

Oct 31st: Costume/Roleplay- Pretty in Pink (Bucky x reader- Dad AU)

*Indicates SMUT (18+ only please)

THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who is reading and liking, commenting and reblogging my kinktober drabbles. I cannot tell you how much I appreciate your continued and amazing support! I’m sorry for not thanking everyone individually but since I’m trying to participate in each day it gets to be a lot. Thank you again, love to you all ❤

[livingmybestfictionallife]

Next Door

Anon Request (from before my blog was deleted and I had to start over): the reader start to avoid Seb, bc she likes him (always had liked him) a lot of angst bc he have no idea why she’s avoiding him and the end is up to you  Warnings: none that I caught

Sebastian had always been a huge part in (Y/N)’s life and vice versa. Moving from Romania to Austria and then to the United States had left a physical toll on Sebastian as a child. Coming to the US speaking little to no English and being thrust into public school in some of the most crucial formative years of an individual’s adolescence, a chubby Romanian kid who didn’t know English very well was bound to stick out. At first he hated his new school and refused to get up most days. It wasn’t until his mother forced him to play outside with the neighbor’s kids that he started to meet people. Still self-conscious about his diction and appearance, he started to go places with the kids who lived next door. The brother was a few years older than Sebastian and the sister was a year younger. He recognized the girl immediately–she had been sitting at the same lunch table as him for about a week now and he had slowly began to realize that it was the reject table, saved specifically for outcasts and losers. He never knew why (Y/N) sat at the table; she always seemed to have friends to talk to and people who wanted to be around her and she was nice to almost everyone.

Slowly, he started to grow more comfortable with his ability to communicate in English and even gave up trying to convince his mom to let him change his name to Christopher in order to fit in better. He continued to sit at the loser’s table for a while, but at least he had (Y/N) there to keep him company. Their friendship continued to grow throughout middle school and into high school. They had survived school together, but with the next step in life came good-bye.

She never told him how much she valued their friendship or how proud she was with all he accomplished or how much she truly cared about him; instead she smiled, wished him luck and the two diverted onto their own paths in life. He went to Rutgers and she went to Princeton, he pursued theatre and she studied the classics. After a while she occasionally caught wind of his name on television and then in movies, but any real contact was lost. Figuring her childhood attraction to him was just puppy love and nothing more than a simple crush, she distracted herself with the life around her. She dove into her career, casually dated, and kept in touch with Sebastian’s mother, whom she had grown close to throughout her adolescence.

Finally, she had been given the opportunity she was waiting for: an interview for a teaching position at The New School for Drama. Her parents had moved away from New York shortly after she graduated high school, but she still considered it her home. She wanted to go back and teach kids what she loved as a kid. Somehow, Sebastian’s mother learned she was coming back into town and insisted they get together for lunch, to which (Y/N) agreed. They set a date and time for their get together and that was the last thing (Y/N) had heard from the woman.

When the day of their lunch came, she sat at a small wooden table draped with a white tablecloth beside a large, floor to ceiling window in a sparsely populated cafe. She had gotten distracted by the people walking by on the street and didn’t notice when someone sat down in the seat across from her until they spoke. “It seems my mother tricked both of us,” the voice laughed. She turned to see Sebastian all grown up in his new found fame sitting across from her with a smile on his face.

“It seems that way,” she replied with a laugh. After catching up, discussing their lives, and informing one another about their families, it was time to part ways once again.

A few days later, (Y/N) received a call from the school she interviewed with saying she had gotten the job. Within a week she was in a new apartment in a secluded building not far from her new workplace. There was just one downside to her situation: her next door neighbor.

She had lived in the building for nearly half a year before she met the person who lived on her left. In reality she should have been more suspicious when Georgeta offered to help her search for apartments, but she didn’t expect the woman to lead her to being her son’s next door neighbor! Sebastian hadn’t been home in months due to filming in Atlanta, but when he returned home to see the quirky homemade decorative wreath (Y/N)’s grandmother made for her hanging on the door beside his, he was shocked. After dropping his luggage in his bedroom he quickly threw on a clean t-shirt and went to introduce himself to his new neighbor.

Sebastian and (Y/N) had gotten used to living next door to one another again and began to get comfortable in their current situation–sometimes too comfortable. They had keys to the other’s apartment mostly for the convenience of (Y/N) watching his place while he was gone for months at a time filming, but also just in case of emergencies. She didn’t lock her door much when she was home and Sebastian would frequently walk over and drop in when he heard her tv on or after she texted him to come over. The fluidity of their presence in one another’s apartment became so common for them, they failed to realize the many boundaries they crossed.

It wasn’t until (Y/N) invited one of her girl-friends over for dinner and a movie that the awkwardness of what she and Sebastian had was brought to her attention. She and her friend, Sadie, were dressed in their night clothes; she wore a large baseball style shirt that hung just below her butt and a pair of short nylon shorts, barely visible under the shirt, and Sadie had on a tank top and a pair of pajama pants. (Y/N) was standing in the kitchen pouring her friend, a glass of wine when the door clicked open and in walked Sebastian. “Hey frumoasa,” he greeted with the pet name he had given her shortly after they met. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you had company,” he apologized and waved to Sadie as he slipped behind (Y/N), allowing one of his hands to trail her waist as she continued to pour the drink. “I forgot my phone charger here last night,” he explained while unhooking the cord from the wall plug beside her stove and then stepping out from behind her and gave her a quick hug from behind. “I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”

“Of course,” she replied and set down the bottle and glass to grab the door on his way out.

“Good, see you then, frumoasa,” he called out to her before ducking back out into the hallway and the door clicked shut behind him. (Y/N) turned back to her friend who stared at her in utter confusion.

“Okay, what the hell just happened?” Sadie quickly asked. 

“What do you mean?”

“When did you plan on telling me you were sleeping with Sebastian Stan?” Sadie gasped.

“What the hell?” she gasped. “No! I’ve known Sebastian since we were like thirteen or so! We’re just friends.”

“Just friends?” she scolded. “The casual dropping in, leaving something at your place as an excuse to come back, the subtle hinting at whatever things ensued between the two of you last night, grasping you by the waist, that’s not ‘just friend’ material.”

“You’re reading into things again, Sadie,” (Y/N) shrugged off her friend’s opinion. “What did we say about that?”

“Oh please,” she huffed, “Crayola doesn’t even make the shade of red your face turned when his fingers grasped your side.”

“Seriously, Sadie, shut up,” she hissed, “the walls are thin. He’ll hear you.” The two hurried into the master bedroom where (Y/N) poured half a glass of wine down her gullet. “Okay so maybe I have an itty, bitty, tiny crush on him,” she admitted.

“That’s adorable,” Sadie cooed. “For how long?”

“Twenty years,” she replied, to which Sadie legit sent a spray of white wine into the air and watched it dissipate as if fluttered toward the ground. “I’m lame, I get that, but I didn’t think I was spit-take-worthy-lame.”

“You’ve had the hots for this guy for twenty years and haven’t told him?” she gasped again. The rest of the night continued along the same lines to the point that (Y/N) decided changes needed to be made. She couldn’t go on pretending like the geographical and emotional closeness she had with Sebastian wasn’t as important as it was. Since that dorky Romanian kid showed up in her class, she had gone out of her way to make sure he felt welcomed. She was the new kid at one point in her life too and no one made her feel included, so when Sebastian arrived not knowing anyone and barely knowing English, she wanted to make him feel as though he had someone to call a friend. She abandoned her friends to sit at the outcast table with him, she told her mom about the new boy in her class that no one would talk to and that she wanted to make him feel better, and she was excited to know that the shy new kid was the boy who had just moved in next to her.

All those years of proximity had lead to a sense of comfort and ease around Sebastian so much to the point that when she’s with him, she forgets that she’s not actually with him. As much as she hated to admit it, things had to change. She started locking her door during the day and would only watch tv on low volumes. She’d turn right when leaving her place so she wouldn’t have to pass Sebastian’s apartment and she would time her departure and arrival home with the times she knew he would be out of his apartment. Anything she could do to avoid seeing him, she did, no matter how ridiculous.

At first Sebastian just thought she had gotten busy or taken on a heavier workload, then he started to get concerned. Was she sick? Had he done something to upset her? He had known her well enough to understand that occasionally she just needed her space, but two and a half months of radio silence was excessive, even for her. He was scheduled to return to Atlanta for more filming in less than a month and he didn’t want to leave the city without explaining to her that he would be gone for a while, incase she decided to come around again.

Stan: Hey frumoasa, is everything okay? (sent 3:42 pm)

Stan: I wanted to get together again before I go back to Atlanta (sent 4:01 pm)

Stan: Are you home? Do you want to come over? (sent 4:17 pm)

Stan: Text me something so I know you’re okay (sent 4:25 pm)

Stan: You’re starting to scare me (Y/N) (sent 4:33 pm)

Stan: That’s it, I’m coming over (sent 4:37 pm)

Stan: Your door is locked and I can’t find my key to your place (sent 4:39 pm)

Stan: Please let me in (sent 4:40 pm)

Her phone was going off every other minute with messages from Sebastian, but the only way to get him out of her system was to purge him, so she turned her phone on silent and left it on the coffee table in the living room. She heard a frantic pounding on her door and knew it had to be him. She shifted under the covers in her bed and almost got up to open the door given how rushed and panicked he sounded, but relaxed when he finally stopped. She tried to lay down and rest her mind by reading in the sun’s setting light when a rapid tapping noise sounded from her bedroom window.

She jumped and tossed her book as she ran to inspect the source of the noise. Just outside her window on the rickety, rusted fire-escape sat the man she was doing everything to keep her mind off of. He sighed heavily at the sight of her and pushed his long, floppy hair to the right.

“What are you doing?” she chastised him as he adjusted his crouched position on the fire-escape.

“I had to make sure you were okay,” he stated. “I’ve been trying to contact you for weeks, (Y/N). What the hell?!”

“I just got busy,” she lied. “And you couldn’t just text me that you were busy?” he snapped as he gripped the railing so tightly his fingers started to ache.

“It must have slipped my mind,” she lied again.

“Slipped your mind?” he stammered. “We were hanging out every day for months and then all of a sudden, nothing. You could have at least said ‘hi’ every now and then!”

“Hi!” she shouted through a mix of frustration and sorrow, not sure if she was fighting back tears or fighting back cursing.

“Great! It’s nice to know that if I want to see my best friend I have to risk my life on this damn thing to get a simple ‘hello,’” he grumbled. “Can I at least come inside? You know I hate heights!”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she said, her voice barely audible.

“Okay, what’s gotten into you?” he snapped. “First you were all excited to be living net to me and now it’s like you’re trying to get as far away from me as possible! What did I do?” She could see the glare of the sun’s rays reflect off his eyes and she realized keeping her distance from him would be impossible.

“We just got too close.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” he asked again, his voice starting to exhibit agitation at their conversation and anxiety for being perched on the fire-escape like a wounded bird. “Can I please just come in?” Reluctantly she slid the window open further and backed away, resting again on her bed. “Thank you,” he replied with a sassy tone before closing the window and turning to face her. “What do you mean we got too close?” he asked as he leaned into the office chair she had poking out from under her desk.

“We were too familiar with one another and too open with well everything and too be honest, I don’t want to open myself up to you only to face rejection.”

“What do you mean rejection?” he asked, refusing to take his eyes off of her. “I like you a lot, Sebastian,” she said. Her voice escaped her lips sounding weak and timid, like she had a knot in her throat and was fighting to keep her true emotions back which caused her words to come out squeaky and fragile. “I like how close and familiar we got with one another, but I want that to be real. I want a relationship and I don’t want our closeness to be jeopardized when you find someone taller or prettier or better to be with.”

Sebastian migrated to the bed, took her hands in his and pulled her chin up so that his eyes could meet hers. A smile curled onto his face as he crouched beside her so close he could count the freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose. “ Hey,” he called as she tried to turn her eyes away from him. “ Hey, (Y/N), look at me.” His smile pierced her heart and a tear started to stream down her cheek. “Do you know what frumoasa means?” he asked her. She shook her head and wiped away another tear that swelled in the corner of her eye. “I started calling you frumoasa because I thought you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I keep calling you frumoasa because you continue to be the most beautiful person in my life. Please don’t shut me out, beautiful.” She extended her arms and wrapped them around his neck as his slithered around her hips and pressed her tightly against his body. “If you want me to be yours, then I’m yours, sound like a plan?”

“Sounds like a plan, Stan,” she giggled through the light streaks of tears that flushed over her face. Sebastian rolled his eyes at her and grumbled at her wordplay.

“Just for that terrible joke,” he muttered as he kicked off his shoes and then flopped into her bed, “I decided I’m going to stay here tonight.”

“But this is my bed,” she protested with a fake pout on her lips.

“But I’m too lazy to walk all the way home,” he sighed in exaggeration while pulling her down to lay beside him.

“You’re too laze to go next door?” she laughed and curled up beside Sebastian as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Yep. I may never go next door again.”

[nano--raptor]

You Know It

Pairing: Alpha!Lance Tucker x Omega!Reader

Words: 1670

Warnings: Smut! Sex, cursing, ABO dynamics, light pain mention, light spanking, dirty talk, super slight hinting at dom/sub, Lance being a cocky, sexy bastard.

A/N: Hellooo Lance Tucker!! Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ with this prompt from @book-dragon-13​​ Tysm for submitting this, I had fun writing it! I don’t think I could handle this cocky bastard in real life but damn is he fun to write. Thank you all for reading, enjoy!❤

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“Fuck. Fuck!”

You couldn’t believe this. Your biggest competition of the year was less than a week away, and you were going into fucking heat. You couldn’t believe that you’d lost track of your cycle, and hadn’t planned better. This was the last thing you needed. You needed to keep your head in the game, and keep up with your training. You did not have time for this.

You’d been pacing your apartment, trying to figure out what to do, who to call, and your thoughts kept drifting back to one man in particular. Someone you despised, someone who made your blood boil and your temper prickle. Yet, in spite of it all, you adored him, couldn’t take your eyes off him, couldn’t get enough of him. He made you hot and you’d definitely fantasized about him. Often.

Your head coach, Lance Tucker.

You hated yourself for even considering it, but as another wave of cramps hit you and made you double over in pain, you gritted your teeth, telling yourself fuck it and grabbed your keys.

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Ringing the doorbell impatiently, you stood at Lance’s door, trying to steady your breathing, gritting your teeth. He took his sweet time answering, but when it finally opened, you really had to try to stop yourself from actually whimpering. Lance stood there, shirtless, navy track pants slung low on his hips, that stupid fucking tattoo disappearing beneath the waistband. Cocky grin on his face. You wanted to first slap that grin off, and then follow the tattoo down his body with your tongue.

“I wondered when you’d finally show up.”

“Hello to you too.” You glared at him for a moment before the cramps made you wince in pain again. You tried not to sound as desperate as you felt asking him, “Can I come in?” He smirked and held out his hand, which you took, letting him pull you inside. As soon as the door was closed, Lance was cupping the back of your neck, pulling you in and kissing you hard. He knew what you needed, and honestly, you were thankful for the skipping of formalities.

“Look at you,” he purred between kisses. “You’re a mess honey. How’d you let this happen?” You couldn’t help the quiet moan that escaped you as he kissed along your jaw and down your throat. You were burning up under his touch and he’d hardly gotten started.

“I lost track,” you gasped, control over yourself quickly fading. “Too focused on routine…” Lance tisked and kissed back up your throat, licking over your pulse point and making you groan, then back to your lips. Another kiss and he pulled back to smirk at you again. 

“Maybe I’ll have to remind you next time, you’ve only been stinking up my gym all week.” You gasped as he crowded you against the wall, caging you in with his arms. His scent surrounded you, making you dizzy, and his taut muscles right in front of your face made your mouth water. You wanted to trace your tongue over every firm dip and line. Fuck, this man. He just did things to you. 

Lance continued, his piercing blue eyes staring straight into your soul. “I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on though, smellin’ you so strong all the time. It’s fuckin’ delicious." His voice was low and gravelly, and you wondered briefly if he was always like this, or if this was something reserved for you. Lance was crude and flirty with everyone, and you'd made eyes at each other a few times, but it had never gone further than that. He'd hinted and joked about it, what he'd do to you, for you, during your heat, but now when you needed help, he didn't even hesitate, letting biology take over. 

"Now. What are you doing here, doll face? Hmm? Tell me what you want.”

You hated how he knew exactly what was going on, but still wanted you to say it. It almost turned your stomach to think how you were about to beg, but you didn’t know what else you could do. You sighed, your voice quiet, but couldn't stop the desperate little whine that crept out, preceding your words.

“I need your help, Alpha... please...”

Lance’s devilish grin made you feel uneasy, his eyes quickly darkening at your sounds and the rank falling from your lips. At the same time you could feel the slick dripping between your legs from it. It made your stomach tighten and a shudder run through you and then he was crushing his mouth to yours again. It was messy this time, any semblance of self control out the window as you gave in to your desperation. He knew, he could smell it. His scent was thick and strong with desire as well, and when he pinned you against the wall with his hard body, you whined again, those track pants doing nothing to hide his arousal. You could feel every inch of him and wanted him inside of you, now.

His hands wandered roughly down your body, grabbing your thighs and picking you up. You locked your ankles around his waist and could barely keep from grinding your hips against him, looking for relief as he carried you up the stairs and into his bedroom. He dropped you on the bed, growling as he crawled over you and kissed you again. His hands dove under your shirt, bunching it up and urging you to take it off. Pulling away, you did so, stripping it over your head and tossing it aside. Lance’s mouth was immediately back on your skin, but he helped you make quick work of the rest of your clothes, finally sitting back and looking at you spread out before him. His eyes raked hungrily over your body and he pulled his lower lip between his teeth with a groan.

“Fucking hell, you are one needy thing. All spread out for me, whining for my cock.” His eyes sparkled and that smirk made fire flare through your bones. “Isn’t that what you want, sweetheart?” You nibbled on your lip this time, nodding, legs spread for him, chest heaving. Lance chuckled and stood, stripping off his pants and letting you take it all in.

You were pretty sure you whined again as your eyes wandered over his perfectly sculpted body, perfectly tan, and perfectly hard. He was gorgeous, you had to admit, but now wasn’t the time for admiration. 

“Lance!” Your tone was forceful and abrupt, but then it melted into something softer when he narrowed his eyes at you. “Please…” You rolled over and crawled to the edge of the bed, sitting back on your heels and gazing up at him. His smirk returned and he grasped your chin roughly.

“You gotta behave, doll face. I can’t have some little Omega thinking she’s in charge here.”

Looking away, you leaned into his hand, trying so hard not to whine but you just needed relief so badly. Lance watched you for a few moments as you started to squirm, before tilting your chin up, forcing you to look at him again.

“Turn around, honey.” Heat rushed through you and you nibbled your lip, holding his gaze as long as you could while you turned around to present yourself. Strong hands grabbed your hips and yanked you closer to the edge of the bed and Lance rumbled hungrily as he got a good look at you.

“So fucking wet for me, holy shit.” His voice was low and velvety, but the way he hissed out the words sent a jolt right to your core. Everything about him was making you hot, making you throb, the sound of his voice, the feel of his fingers digging into your skin, the heat radiating off his body. When the bed dipped as he knelt behind you, pressing himself against you, you thought you might actually pass out.

Lance slowly dragged his cock through your soaked folds, incoherent murmurs falling from your lips. He was driving you insane and before you realized it, you were begging again, pleading for him to take you already.

"Alpha, please… please, fuck me…"

He teased your entrance for a moment longer before suddenly pushing in, sheathing himself inside you in one thrust. A strangled cry escaped your throat at the stretch, the pleasure and pain rolled into one, fading into a moan as he pulled out and then slowly sank back in.

“You feel fuckin’ perfect,” Lance praised, voice low and raspy, his pace starting slow but quickly speeding up, pushing you further and further into a state of bliss. It wasn’t long before you could feel the coil tightening, feel his knot swelling, and as you both neared the edge, Lance folded over you with a moan, bringing his hand between your legs to lightly brush against your clit. That was all you needed for the coil to snap, and you screamed as white hot pleasure shot through you. Lance fucked you through it, and after a few more thrusts he was biting down on your shoulder, spilling into you with a snarl as his knot locked you together.

You both collapsed into a panting heap, trying to catch your breath. Lance delivered a hard smack to your ass, chuckling as you twitched and squealed. You couldn't help but wriggle around, loving the feel of him locked inside of you. Sweaty, and briefly satisfied, you almost dozed off, suddenly chuckling to yourself about the whole situation.

"I never thought I'd see the day," you answered his unasked question, remembering all the times you'd vowed never to end up in Lance's bed. He chuckled darkly, as he absently massaged your thigh, his mirth sending jolts through you, waking your body up again.

“Oh you better believe it sweetheart. Cause I'm gonna fuck this heat right out of you," he paused, cock twitching inside of you again. "And then, you're gonna go win me the fucking gold.”

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Eury’s Kinktober 2020 Masterlist

This year I participated in TWO Kinktobers!

@the-ss-horniest-book-club HBC Kinktober 2020 and @happygowriting Let’s Get Kinky 2020

*follow @eurynome827-wrote-this for tag list purposes*

*BY CLICKING THE READ MORE YOU AFFIRM THAT YOU ARE OVER 18 AND UNDERSTAND THAT ALL OF THE WORK ON THIS MASTERLIST CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT*

Day One:

HBC - Public Sex - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Food Kink - Chris Beck

Day Two:

HBC - Authority Kink - Bucky Barnes AND Steve Rogers

LGK - Panties - Bucky Barnes

Day Three:

HBC - Oral - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Daddy Kink - Bucky Barnes

for this day, read LGK BEFORE HBC, they are a Part One and Two.

Day Four:

HBC - Voyeurism - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Spanking - Chris Beck

Day Five:

HBC - Special Occasion Sex - Chris Beck

LGK - Female Dom - Choose Your Own Character

Day Six:

HBC - Daddy Kink

LGK - Professor Kink

One drabble for both: Good Girl - Chris Beck

Day Seven:

HBC - Multiple Partners - Ducky x Reader (Dayton White x Bucky Barnes)

LGK - Car Sex - Dayton White

Day Eight:

HBC - Beard Kink - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Breeding Kink - Chris Beck

Day Nine:

HBC - Quickie - Frank

LGK - Feminization - Lance Tucker

Day Ten:

HBC - Car Sex - Chris Beck

LGK - Thigh Riding - Scott Huffman

Day Eleven:

HBC - Hair Pulling - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Threesome - Dandy x Reader (Dayton White x Andy Barber)

Day Twelve:

HBC - Playing With Toys - Scott Huffman

LGK - Anal - Dayton White

Day Thirteen:

HBC - Temperature Play - Lance Tucker

LGK - Edging - Scott Huffman

Day Fourteen:

HBC - Lingerie - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Phone Sex - Charles Blackwood

Day Fifteen:

HBC - Dirty Talk - Charles Blackwood

LGK - Bondage - Dandy x Reader

Day Sixteen:

HBC - Dom Character/Sub Reader

LGK - Knife Play

One drabble for both - with Bucky Barnes

Day Seventeen:

HBC - Dom Reader/Sub Character

LGK - Pegging/Strap On

One drabble for both - with Will Franklyn

Day Eighteen:

HBC - Phone Sex/Sexting

LGK - Sex Toys

One drabble for both - with Lance Tucker

Day Nineteen:

HBC - Food/Drink Play - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Cockwarming - Bucky Barnes

Day Twenty:

HBC - Bondage - Ransom Drysdale

LGK - Praise Kink - Steve Rogers

Day Twenty One:

HBC - Anal Play

LGK - Biting/Hickies

One drabble for both - with Dandy (Dayton White x Andy Barber)

Day Twenty Two:

HBC - Breeding Kink - Chris Beck

LGK - Choking - Bucky Barnes

Day Twenty Three:

HBC - Choking/Breath Play - Andy Barber

LGK - Wax Play - Bucky Barnes

Day Twenty Four:

HBC - Cockwarming - Scott Huffman

LGK - Ice Play - Bucky Barnes

Day Twenty Five:

HBC - Thigh Riding

LGK - Public Sex/Exhibition

One drabble for both - with Frank

Day Twenty Six:

HBC - Spanking - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Angry/Rough Sex - Frank

Day Twenty Seven:

HBC - Edging

LGK - Dirty Talk

One drabble for both - with Andy Barber

Day Twenty Eight:

HBC - Knife Play - Ransom Drysdale

LGK - Role Play - Scott Huffman

Day Twenty Nine:

HBC - Praise Kink - Bucky Barnes

LGK - “Working To Get Him Hard” - Scott Huffman

Day Thirty:

HBC - Blindfold - Chris Beck

LGK - Face Riding - Frank

Day Thirty One:

HBC - Costume/Roleplay - Bucky Barnes

LGK - Masturbation - Frank

*COMPLETE - updated 10/31/20 at 6:20 AM EST*

[lancetuckershairgel]

Max’s Moodboard Masterlist

HBC Song Week Sebastian Stan Playlist Chris Beck Hal Carter Sebastian Stan Destroyer!Chris

Sebastian Stan Take Me Away Series Italy Lake House Disney The Bahamas Coachella Road Trip Romania Paris Switzerland Renaissance Faire

Sebastian Stan + Lana Del Rey Lyrics Destroyer!Chris Charles Blackwood Dayton White Bucky Barnes Sebastian Stan TJ Hammond

Sebastian Stan Date Series Hal Carter 1940s!Bucky Barnes Destroyer!Chris Charles Blackwood Carter Baizen Lance Tucker Dayton White TJ Hammond Bucky Barnes Jack Benjamin Hal Carter #2 Sebastian Stan I Do Series Bucky Barnes Jefferson Jack Benjamin Hal Carter Carter Baizen TJ Hammond Destroyer!Chris

Kink Series with Headcanons (18+) Chase Collins Wax Play Bucky Barnes x Sam Wilson Blasphemy Kink Winter Soldier Choking Kink Steve Rogers Breeding Kink Bucky Barnes x Male Reader Flogging Hal Carter Spanking & Daddy Kink Clint Barton Bondage Jack Benjamin's Milk Fetish Carter Squared Exhibition AU Series The Sniper (Winter Soldier) The Hacker (Destroyer!Chris) The Outlaw (Hal Carter) The Musician (Clay Appuzzo)

HBC Kinktober (18+) Bucky Barnes Arms TJ Hammond Biting TJ Hammond Crossdressing Sebastian Stan Choking Sebastian Stan Threesome Carter Baizen Food Play Destroyer!Chris Multiple Forced Orgasm

Stucky AU Series Rival Mob Bosses Dog Dads Vikings Apocalypse

Crack Ships Carter Squared #1 Carter Squared #2 Carter Squared #3 Gothic Boyfriends #1 Gothic Boyfriends #2

Miscellaneous Edits, Characters & Headcanons Romania Ransom Drysdale Biker!Steve Bearded!Dom!Steve (18+) Mob!Boss Bucky (18+) Charles Blackwood (18+, Dark) Tony Stark Peter Parker #1 Peter Parker #2 Lucifer (Supernatural) Clay Appuzzo Professor Bucky Sebastian's Leather Jacket Dr Strange Priest!Sebastian Stan Sebastian Stan Sebastian Stan Birthday Sebastian Stan Vampire AU Stucky

[the-ss-horniest-book-club]

DD prompt: Lance Tucker likes 'em young. But his sleazy cocksurety falls through the floor when he meets you; an older woman who knows exactly what she wants and precisely how to handle pricks (figuratively and literally).

This prompt was answered by @sallycanwait68 for HBC Clean Up The Archive Challenge!

[ofstarsandvibranium]

You Can’t Fuck the Tucker: Part 2

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

Summary: Lance Tucker exudes dominance, but you think there’s a lil sub underneath all that asshole, cocksure attitude.

Warning: smut, slight choking kink, Dom/Sub relationship

Part 1

Five minutes haven’t even passed when you arrived home for there to be knocking on your apartment door. You pulled the door open with a smirk on your face. Lance looked very anxious. Your eyes glanced down at his crotch and you chuckled, “Everything okay down there?”

Lance pushed his way into your apartment, “No, it’s fucking not! I’ve had blue balls since you left this afternoon!”

Your fingers trailed the exposed skin underneath his unbuttoned white polo, “Did you touch yourself at all?”

He gulped and shook his head, “No.”

“Hm, and why’s that?”

“’Cause you told me not to.” he mumbled.

“Good boy,” your fingers went up to his neck, “Good boys get rewards, don’t they? Do you want a reward, Lance?”

He gulped again and nodded, “Yes.”

Your fingers then wrapped around his neck, squeezing tight, “Yes, what?”

Lance, startled but very aroused, gasped out, “Yes, ma’am.”

You released his throat, “Good, now let’s take this to the bedroom, shall we?” you took Lance by the hand and led him to your room. He so desperately wanted to ravish you, fuck you until you were both high and dry. But he knew that if he did one thing you disapproved of, he’d never get a chance with you again.

You walked into the room and closed the door behind Lance, “Strip naked. Lay on the bed.”

Lance then quickly started peeling off his clothes and tossing them onto the ground. He crawled onto the bed and sat up against the headboard. His cock stood tall and proud, waiting for attention.

You, while he was undressing, went to dress into something more…appropriate. So there Lance sat, waiting patiently for you. You teased him as you undressed with your back facing him. The sight of your bare ass before him making him want to touch himself.

He watched as you slipped into a black lacey set, one that just made him imagine ripping off you. You turned around as you fastened the bra around you, “How’re you feeling, Lancey?”

“Hot and frustrated, ma’am.”

You crawled onto the bed, “Aaaww. We can’t have that, can we? Now, since you were a good boy, you get a reward. So what’ll it be, baby boy? You can have anything you want.”

“May I have my cock in your mouth, ma’am?” Lance whispered, slightly ashamed of himself. This was all new to him, but, God, did he love it.

“You may, but first, we need a safe word. How about…Bronze?”

“Sounds good, ma’am.”

“Good,” you slid onto your stomach, in-between Lance’s legs, “Now enjoy yourself, baby boy.” You lowered your mouth onto his waiting cock and he let out an incredibly sinful moan. His head tilted back as he let himself enjoy the pleasure.

You lifted your head up and began to pump his shaft with your hands, “That feel good, baby boy?”

He nodded, “Y-Yeah.” you gripped his cock slightly harder, “Ngah! I mean, yes, ma’am!”

You continued to lick, suck, and nip his cock until Lance was panting hard. You felt proud when you noticed how tight he was gripping the sheets underneath him, “You gonna cum, baby boy?”

“Ma’am, I’m so fucking close.” you then let go of his cock completely, earning a whine from Lance. You slapped his thigh, “Ah! Wh-”

“You’re not gonna cum until I say you do, got it?” you asked as you slid off your underwear and straddled Lance’s lap.

“Yes, ma’am.”

You then held up a condom, “Put this on.” Lance plucked the rubber out of your hand and hurriedly slid it onto his cock, “Now, get me all nice and wet for you.”

In his head, Lance was rejoicing. He was finally able to get his hands on you. One hand held onto your hip as the other went to your pussy, rubbing circles around your clit before two fingers diving into your core. You hissed at the feeling, your fingers digging into Lance’s shoulders.

He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you, collecting as much of your slick at possible. He watched as your head hung back and you hummed in please, “Fuck. Good boy, Lance. You love making me feel good, huh?”

“Wanna make you feel so good, ma’am,” he mumbled.

You then leaned forward, lips hovering over his, you muttered, “Kiss me, Lance,” and you didn’t need to ask twice. He captured your lips with his, relishing in the feeling of their warmth and sweet taste. Lance continued to kiss you, so busy enjoying the feeling that when you removed his fingers and sunk down onto him, he released a very gutted moan.

“Fuck me,” he groaned.

“Getting to that, baby boy.” you moved yourself up and down on Lance’s cock. His hands on your hips, you took them and pinned them to the bed, “No touching.”

He let out a frustrated moan, but let it all happen. The tightness of your pussy around him, squeezing him. The sudden touch of your lips on his neck, biting and sucking, marking him as yours.

Due to the earlier events, the extreme blue balls he was experiencing and still somewhat experiencing, Lance was just about ready to blow his load too early like a high school virgin boy.

“Fuck!” his face scrunched up as his seed spurt into the condom. You sighed in disappointment, “Tsk tsk, Lance. You’ve disappointed me.”

“W-Wait, but-”

“Lie down. Now.”

He slid onto his back and watched as you climbed to hover your pussy above his head, “Ma’am. I-”

“You’re going to eat my pussy until I cum all over your pretty little face. Got that?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

You lowered yourself onto him and Lance went to town. His tongue circling around your clit then moving to your wet slick. Licking up every drop of arousal you had to offer him. Your hand weaved through his hair and held on tight, “Fuck, baby boy. You really know how to use that tongue, huh? My pussy taste good, baby boy?”

“So fucking sweet, ma’am.”

“Use your fingers now. Make me cum hard.”

Lance slowly inserted two fingers into you and started pumping them fast and hard. With the movement of his fingers and his tongue licking, sucking, and nipping at your clit, you saw yourself nearing the edge.

“Oh fuck, Lance. Shit! I’m gonna cum all over your pretty face. You want that?”

“Please, ma’am, cum on my face.”

“Oh fuck!” you gripped his hair tight as you ground your core onto his face, riding out your orgasm. You let yourself ride through the motions until you were spent. You climbed off Lance and collapsed onto your bed.

You and Lance both just laid there enjoying the high you both felt.

“Fuck me,” Lance said, breaking the silence.

You couldn’t help but giggle, “Just did,” you turned onto your side, head propped by your arm, “I fucked the Tucker. So how does it feel?”

“Felt fucking amazing. Like, shit, for as long as I’ve known, I’ve been the fucker and not the fuckee. And I thought that shit was good, but holy fuck did you prove me wrong.” He looked at you, “You’re a fucking goddess, Y/N.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, “You’re being ridiculous.”

“Baby, I haven’t felt this good ever. Think we could make this a regular thing? Can we make this a regular thing?”

“We’ll see, Lance. We’ll see.”

[buckysforeverprincess]

What Do You Want From Me? Ch 9

Lance Tucker x Reader

Words: 1873

Warnings: Sickness

A/N: Some more Lance/reader interaction. What could possibly be going on with these two?

You were sitting in a coffee shop, sipping on a cold caramel frappe, waiting on your two thirty interview. After your last interaction with Lance, you contacted his agent/manager and told her you were resigning. She asked you if you would interview and hire a new PA for Lance since you knew the demands of the job and were the best person to find the right fit for his personality. You agreed with the condition of no contact from Lance until you made the decision to hire. That was two weeks ago and so far, you hadn’t had any luck.

Reading over the resume again and waiting for Hailey to arrive, you were surprised when someone who was not Hailey pulls out the chair in front of you and sits down. Giving said person your best resting bitch face, you glared hard at them.

“I'm sorry.” Claire says, giving you her best frown.

“For what? For not telling me the entire story about Jase? Or could it be forgetting to mention that he's a dominant?” You ask her coldly.

“Both. I should have told you he was the governors nephew from the start. But would it have changed your mind?” She questions you.

“It could have been a deal breaker. Being with him brings a lot of unwanted attention…not something I’m too fond of.” You take a sip of the frappe. Ugh, this is so gross cold.

“How's it going with him anyway? You haven't updated me. The sex as good as I've heard?” She has always been a thirsty bitch.

“Wouldn't know. I asked if we could take it slow, given the revelation of him being a Dom, and everyone wanting a piece of him!” God, she's irritating.

“I thought you'd be ok with that. I mean, you've worked for Lance...all you do with him is submit.”

Oh, she's done it now!  

“Seriously, Claire?!! What the fuck does that even mean?!” Your raised voice grabbing the attention of some of the patrons.

“Shhh! It just means you have to be a little submissive to have worked for him for so long. He's no easy task.” She says softly, trying to avert the stares you were now receiving.

Maybe she's right. Maybe on some level you were a submissive, but definitely in not a ‘yes, master’ way.

“Claire, I know you're trying to help, and I won't deny that I need to get on with my life, but don't you think I should do it on my terms? When I'm ready? This whole thing with Lance has really put a strain on me and-”

“You slept with him!”

Absolutely did I not just give that away!

“I…didn't say that.” Who the fuck are these people I surrounded myself with?

“You didn't have too!”

I'm pretty sure I gave nothing away.

Claire sits back in the chair and crosses her arms, “then answer the question. Did you sleep with Lance Tucker? And because I know you so well, if you stay silent or deflect, I'll automatically know you did.”

To do list: drop Claire as a friend, effective immediately!

“Why does it matter? Lance is in my past. See?” You hold up the resumes in your hand.

“God, I honestly hate that man! I can't believe he finally got to you!”

Well, that's a curiously odd statement to make.  

“Claire. I'm moving on. I promise. Please, no more talk of Lance, or Jase, or anything that has to do with sex. Actually, let's not talk. My interview should be here any second, and I think you should go.”

She glares at you, but knows you have work to do. “Fine. Text me later! Love you!” Claire gets up and leaves the coffee shop.

Thank fuck! You’re not sure how much more of her you could take.

 A few short moments pass when someone else is standing in front of you. “Hi…are you Y/N?”

You look at the girl and smile. “I am, are you Hailey?” She gives a shy smile and confirms her identity. You look at your phone and notice she's ten minutes late and offers no apology for her tardiness. She's also a cute, young blonde, which is exactly Lance’s type. Sorry Hailey, no rose for you. “Shall we get started?”

Two weeks later, you were able to find someone to replace you as Lance’s PA. You contacted his agent to send her the resume and job application to run the usual checks. Mindy was going to do well with Lance, and you couldn't be happier with your choice.  

The only problem now, was making contact with Lance. You told his agent you would see Lance to give him his keys and the details on Mindy. Also, on her first day of work you would accompany her to give her the basics and lay of his house. Lance will take one look at her and will scream to the heavens. You’d be there to make sure she stayed.

You had sent a text to Lance to work out a time to meet him. He answered back and had agreed on nine am the next morning. Obviously the sooner the better.

When you woke up the next morning, you weren't feeling well. Maybe it was just nerves from seeing him again or could it be from the finality of it all? Three years of being Lance’s whipping post is about to come to an end. Definitely a good reason to not feel well.

Grabbing a muffin and a coffee on the way to his house sounded like a good idea. Hopefully the caffeine will get rid of this fucking migraine, you thought as you went inside the little coffee house you frequented.  

Opening the door, the harsh smells of the coffee beans made your stomach want to regurgitate, and you felt overcome with nausea. Great! Stomach bug. I don't have time for this today. You slowly made your way to the counter, ordered your banana chocolate muffin and Carmel latte, and rushed out the door, deciding the coffee house was off limits until you were over the bug.

Pulling into the driveway, the clock read seven minutes before nine. Sometimes you hated being punctual. You looked at the half-eaten muffin in disgust and threw it back in the bag. It tasted horrible and the coffee was too sweet. Fucking newbies! Lance better have coffee ready

You walked into his house and a feeling of nostalgia took over. Three years was a long time to walk away from. You'd miss this place but couldn't do this anymore. The broken heart would heal but seeing his face daily while it healed wouldn't help. This was for the best... you just had to make yourself believe it.

“Hi.” Lance says but doesn't smile.

“Coffee!” Your excitement for the dark substance made Lance chuckle. He opens the refrigerator and pulls out a bottle of your favorite hazelnut creamer and places it next to the coffee maker.

“It's fresh…figured you'd want some. Uh, I can make you breakfast? If you're hungry, that is?” You start to pour the coffee into a mug.

“No thanks, I had half a muffin from the coffee house. Tasted like ass! Mmmmm!”

The moan you let out is illicit, but Lance’s coffee is so good. He only buys the expensive shit, in the rare case he entertains guests and as of today…that’s what you were.

“How've you been?” Lance asks you, and you're not sure if you're ready for this yet. Not enough coffee for a conversation that may need you to be on your toes.

“Good, I've been good. How about you?” You direct the question back to Lance.

“I'm ok. So...I... uh, I wanted to apologize for my behavior at the charity event. I'm really sorry.” Lance genuinely looks apologetic.

You think back to that night and realize you may have been a little harsh to him as well. “Since you said sorry, I should as well. When I ran into you, I said some things that were pretty awful, and you didn't deserve that. I'm sorry. In my anger, I attacked you. I wanted you to hurt like I did. I shouldn't have let it get the best of me, so I apologize for my own actions.”

Lance leans on his counter. God, he looks good! Why am I still conflicted about everything?

Maybe it's because he's being so sweet right now, you just want to hug the shit out of this man.

“Oh…I just remembered….’future wife’ huh? Do I detect a hint of jealousy?” You ask him, assuring yourself he'd play it off.

Lance walks over and stands in front of you, “I meant it. It may have come out in a fit of anger, but I meant it.” Lance leans down to your ear whispering, “I refuse to believe this is the end of us!” He kisses your cheek and backs away.

Who is this man? You ask yourself totally shocked at his statement. If you were one hundred percent honest with yourself, this is what you've always wanted. This is not the Lance Tucker you've grown accustomed too. Where the hell is the Lance you knew?

“So, you have stuff for me?” Lance is staring at you with a smile.

“Yes!” You come out of your state of shock. You grab the file you brought with you and start going over the details of his new PA, Mindy. Lance is actually paying attention for once and not interrupting. Subject displays abnormal behavior. Further treatment and evaluation is recommended before giving final analysis.

“Do you have any quest-” was all you got out before bolting to his bathroom.

“Y/N? You ok?” Lance runs after you and finds you in the bathroom vomiting up the awful muffin.

“Lance…please...go!” Panting between heaves, but he's having none of it.

He grabs your hair from your face and rubs your back, whispering something to you that you can't make out. When you feel you've finished, he grabs a warm washcloth and gently wipes down your face, cleaning you up. You feel too weak to fight him off, the vomiting taking a toll on you and all you want to do is take a nap.  

“Can you walk?” Instead of answering him, you just close your eyes and relax in the floor. “Nope, not here!” Lance gets to his feet, puts his arms around you and scoops you up bridal style off the floor. He takes you to his room and places you on the bed and under his covers. Lances leaves long enough to get you some apple juice and a bottle of water.

“Beautiful, can you sit up?”

You do so, and Lance hands you the juice, which you gladly take a drink of. “Thank you, but I should go…”

“No, you should rest, and when you wake…they'll be soup waiting.” He smiles at you.

“Chicken noodle…from the deli?” Hoping he knows they have the best chicken noodle soup ever!

“Is there any other kind? Now rest.” Lance leans down and kisses your forehead before he stands to leave the room.

“Lance…” You say right before he exits the room, making him stop and turn around. “Thank you...for that. You didn't have too.”

 Lance gives you a genuine smile. “I'd do anything for you.”

[angryschnauzer]

Moodboard Masterpost

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How to request a moodboard: Send me an ASK. It is important that you do it this way, not reply to a post or message me, this way i keep the ask in my inbox until it’s done so i know how many i still need to do.

What can i ask for: You can ask for pretty much anything, the exception what is on the exclusion list below (and those are usually there because there has been so many of them for that character or theme). Send me as much or as little information as you want, but the more info you send the more to your imagination i can make the moodboard. If you want naughty/porny, specify that you want NSFW.

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How many can i ask for? I’ve had this question a few times, so lets say 3 please. Any more than that and i’ll make a note of them but leave a gap between them so i can fit other peoples in.

What if there is already a moodboard for my idea but its not exactly what i had in mind? So pop into my inbox and tell me what you would like different? Change of OC? Change of Locations? Change of Colour theme? If its something i feel i can redo i’ll let you know.

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Links to completed moodboards:

For Stories:

All That Glitters (Lance Tucker) by @siren-kitten-his

Amends (AU Sebastian Stan/Tom Hiddleston Love Triangle) by @eve1978

Life Lessons (AU School Teacher Sebastian x OC Beautiful Fluff) by @marvel-lucy

The Void (Chase Collins - Sequel to The Covenant - Suspense) by @sebbys-girl

Winter Shadow (Bucky Barnes Suspense/Love Story) by @marvel-lucy

Their Secret (Bucky Barnes x Reader smut) by @angryschnauzer

Wrecked Tumblr Link / AO3 Link (Merman Bucky x Mermaid OC Anja x Sailor Steve) by @siren-kitten-his

Expiatio (AU Priest Sam Winchester x OC Claire) by @peskipixi

Multi Person:

Fluffy Stucky Wedding NSFW Stucky Honeymoon NSFW Poly Relationship TJ Hammond x Syd from ‘London’ x OC NSFW Seb x Chris x OC Dom/Sub Pet Play NSFW Steve x Bucky x Plus Size OC Love Triangle/Threesome NSFW Chris x Seb x OC Poly Relationship Fluffy Stucky Tarts & Vicars Party Tom x Chris x Seb xOC Fluffy TJ Hammond & Chris Evans Wedding Day Stucky Blindfold Stargate Stucky Lazy Domestic Stucky NSFW Poly Relationship Hugh Jackman x Michael Fassbender x OC NSFW Nick Gant x Chase Collins x OC Threesome Modern Military Tom Hiddleston & Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan:

Actor AU:

Dad Seb Married Seb with Dogs and a House Wedding Day Seb Rainy Day Seb Seb & WOC Fallen Angel Seb Demon Seb & WOC Gym Seb Nature Reserve Seb (with lots of cats) Mechanic Seb Satan Seb (a little NSFW) Werewolf Seb Seb & Burgundy Tones NSFW Seb Vampire Seb Merman Seb Christmas Seb Red Carpet Seb Rockstar Seb Hufflepuff Seb Seb & Katie Cassidy 1970′s AU Spy Seb & WOC NSFW Dom Seb Get Well Soon Sofa Cuddles Seb Walk in the park with Seb Seb and Kat Dennings

Bucky: Bucky & WOC Alpha A/B/O Bucky Winter Soldier Bucky 1940′s Bucky Writer Bucky Pre-war Cowboy Bucky Bucky/Winter Soldier and Hayley Marshall (The Vampire Diaries) Animal/Park Ranger Bucky Photographer Bucky with Plus Size Muse NSFW Elopement Wedding Bucky Feminist Bucky Bucky & OC Adopt a Puppy Bucky and Dancer OC meeting in a mental health facility, teaching him to play the piano

Lance Tucker: Husband Lance Lance & WOC Dad Lance Blue Tones Lance Red Tones Lance NSFW Lance Fucking You Against The Wall Feminist Lance

TJ Hammond: Dad TJ

Jefferson: Woodland Jefferson Jefferson’s Scar - Dark NSFW Rainy Day Jefferson NSFW Dom Jefferson NSFW Jefferson & Leather Jefferson Wedding - Woodland Elopement Ceremony NSFW Jefferson and Woodland Mermaid

Chris Beck: Dad Chris Beck with Homebirth Chris and Galaxy Space Goddess

Hal Carter: NSFW Hal Carter

Chase Collins: NSFW AU Demon Chase Collins Magic Chase Collins NSFW Dom Chase Collins

Blaine: Blaine

Chris Evans:

Actor AU:

New Dad Chris

Dad Chris AU Professor Evans based on Esquire shoot NSFW Art Teacher/Gardner Chris (with cats) Fluffy Lumberjack Chris NSFW Lumberjack Chris Wedding Day Chris Vampire Chris & WOC NSFW Dom Chris NSFW Mechanic Chris Christmas Chris Chris & Amanda Seyfried Chris & Kat Dennings Chris & Julianne Hough Red Carpet Chris Tap Dance Chris Gardner Chris Chris & Rhianna (Mermaid AU) Cowboy Chris Chris & Aja Naomi King with Red Tones NSFW Wedding Night Chris Chris and Nicole Beharie with tropical theme NSFW Call of Duty Chris with Redhead

Steve Rogers: Artist Steve Alpha A/B/O Steve Pre Serum Steve Sun God Steve

Jensen (from ‘The Losers’) First Date with Jensen Jake Jensen and Alexandra Daddario

Johnny Storm Johnny & Enhanced OC - Fire & Ice Date with Johnny

Tom Hiddleston:

Actor AU:

NSFW Professor Hiddleston with Glasses of Doom Beauty and the Beast Tom Hiddles as a Writer NSFW Gentleman Dom Tom Exercise Tom Glasses Tom (Theatre Director Tom) NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 1 NSFW dd/lg Tom x Plus size OC Version 2 NSFW Kinky Tom based on ‘Interview’ shoot NSFW Adult Book/Toy Store Own Tom NSFW-ish Tom as a Modern Day Jareth The Goblin King from The Labyrinth

Misha Collins:

Castiel:

NSFW Dom Castiel in the Rain

Karl Urban:

Actor AU: Karl & WOC on Easter Sunday NSFW Karl Picnic & Skinny Dipping Flirty Karl

Leonard ‘Bones’ McCoy:

Dom Dr McCoy

Hugh Jackman

NSFW Dom Hugh

Michael Fassbender

Daddy Kink Michael

Jensen Ackles

Dean Winchester NSFW Bubble Bath with Dean NSFW Dean & Plus Size Librarian Dean Winchester & Gina Torres - The Human Impala

Chris Hemsworth

NSFW Chris H

Amanda Seyfried

Actress AU: Amanda & Alan Cumming

Luke Evans

Actor AU Grifter Rhianna and her mark Luke Evans

Henry Cavill

Actor AU NSFW Henry Cavill

Hugh Jackman

Logan/Wolverine NSFW Days Of Future Past Logan

Josh Dun

Musician AU Vampire Josh