#mean steve dont hug me I’m scared

[pastelliek]

Let it burn‼️

[elliesthetics]

[iheartgaykey]

The only good mean Steve references I could find

[timidpumpkin]

Hey! I love the dark stucky n all but i honestly hate pink so that gave me an idea: reader being reserved and extra obedient and always freaking out if they mess up (and never going anywhere near the front door) and when stucky asks they say they dont want a pink room while crying

Awhhh but I loooove reader being sooo reserved and extra obedient cause she’s scared 🥺🥺🥺. And I think stucky would be super understanding and considerate if you didn't like pink at all.

So here's a little au about that hehe 🙈🙈🫶🫶

I’m just imagining reader accidentally dropping her sippy cup, making it spill everywhere🥺🥺…

((18+ minors DNI))

Of course, you start to panic, seeing the liquid spread all over the clean floor. You start apologizing profusely when they come to check on you after hearing a noise. 

“I-I’m sorries” you cry over and over again, beginning to shake, knowing you’ve done something bad–made a mess. 

“Awh no, Angel, hey-” Steve picks you up, noticing you’re standing where the liquid meets your covered toes. “It’s okay baby, don’t cry. It was just an accident.” He sets you on the counter as Bucky cleans your mess. You keep apologizing and crying. Steve and Bucky both reassure ‘it’s fine angel’, ‘don’t worry about it doll’.

After it’s all cleaned up, Steve hands you a new filled-up sippy while Bucky changes your damp socks, knowing they must not feel comfortable or help your distressed mood.

“How about we get you ready for bed early, huh doll?” he asks.

A simple question. But one that makes your already anxious mind mold into guilt. You didn't want to go to bed--Well, that wasn’t exactly true--You didn’t want to go to your room. Your pink room. It was perfect, in every way–except the color. It made you feel so bad. You knew how much they wanted you to love it. You didn’t want them to think you were bad.

“I’ll even read you two bedtime stories,” Bucky interrupts your thoughts, trying to cheer you up. He picks you up and sets you back down on the clean floor. It only makes you feel worse. You’d love it if he read you a million bedtime stories, but it just felt so hard going in your room. It just didn’t feel like yours.

You don’t answer him. Instead, you just stand there, looking almost petrified. 

“Doll? Hey, what’s wrong?” he asks as you make no indication of wanting to go to your room. Steve bends down, leveling himself closer to you.

“Sweet girl, can you tell dada what’s wrong? You know we're not upset about the sippy, what’s bothering you babygirl?” Steve asks gently. Still, you only cry harder, not wanting to say what you mean. How could you tell them something like that? Wouldn't they just think you’re a bad girl who doesn't want to listen to daddies and go to your room?

“Jus-jus’ don’t wan’ daddies to be mads at me” you sob sorrowfully into your own hands.

“Oh no, angel...we won’t be mad, as long as you're honest about what’s going on in that little head of yours,” he teasingly pets your head. “we could never be mad at you like that.” He encourages you to speak up, taking your little hands into his softly. 

“It-it’s jus-” you try making the words come out, but only more tears fall instead. Steve tugs you closer, hugging you as you weep into his shoulder. Eventually, there’s only one word you’re able to mumble out. Color.

“Color?” He questions gently, trying to confirm what you said, and pulling apart to look at you. You nod your head shamefully, unwilling to look up from the floor. 

“What color baby?”

“Room.” you say quietly. 

“The color of your room? Pink?” He questions. You nod your head, and it takes him a moment before he realizes what you’re trying to communicate. “You don’t like the pink babygirl?” He asks carefully.

You nod your head in confirmation but the admission only makes you feel worse, causing you to cry harder again. 

“I’m sorry,” you say woefully in between sobs. 

“Oh angel, no, no. You don’t need to be sorry about that,” You look up to meet his gaze as he wipes the tears from your wet face.

“Really?” You ask sensitively. 

“Of course not.” Bucky chimes in, reaching down to pick you up. He bounces you up as he places you around his hip. “Why didn’t you just tell us sooner, doll?” you shrug your shoulders, and mumble an ‘I dunno.’

“I’m so sorry we didn’t know before babygirl. That’s daddies job, we should have known. We’re the sorry one's little princess.” Steve reassures, caressing your cheek while still in Bucky’s arms.

You look back to Bucky, wanting to gauge if he was upset. However, he doesn’t look displeased as only concern laces his features as he looks at you. 

“You know, doll, I'm somewhat of a painter myself,” he says lightheartedly, causing a skeptical eyebrow raise from Steve. 

“Oh yeah, that so?” Steve jeers.

“Absolutely,” he defends. “After all, who do you think painted your room and did all that hard work in the first place?” he gestures his head towards Steve “not that guy” he teases, making you giggle, bringing a small smile to your face.

“You-you’re not upset I don’t like it?” you ask, still feeling bad since he did it all for you.

“Of course not Doll. What kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t know your favorite color?” he explains, “now tell us, what colors do you want instead?” you ponder for a moment, thinking.

“Any color you want, angel. Nothing’s too much for our little girl.” Steve smiles at you.

[zombiepillar]

Sketch dump

More of Glowbo and the trio (and Wallace the broom belongs to @justherefor000​)

And some little extras 🙃

[botanicaltropical]

hug me😭😭😭😭

[aethergalaxias]

even though the pilot episode is no longer canon, it has me thinking that we as a fandom do not have nearly enough appreciation for the dynamics it presents bc mostly im seeing stuff revolving around mean steve and fizzy milk. mayor pigface and red's dynamic is hilarious and there is not nearly enough of it. punk!yellow has my entire heart. don't even get me started on arnold g

[strewbby-studio]

WE RISKED EVERYTHING TO GET YOU YET JUST AS YOU ARRIVED YOU LEFT 💨

[janthecrow]

OH MY GOD BOYFRIENDS FR

[justanartisticduck]

Uh ok uh- 9E for key man for the face thing? (Only if you want-)

Warning: blood, bruises, and overall injury are shown down below, please look elsewhere if this makes you uncomfy!

Ok so I have absolutely NO idea what the context would be for this SO I’m leaving this up to interpretation! Plus I don’t think I’ve ever drawn any of the teachers with injuries SO in case ur wondering why it’s just black and white that’s cuz they bleed an oil of some sort! ANYWHO it’s been ages since I’ve drawn Key man so this was fun!! :DDDD thanks for the request!!! ^^

[creative-time]

Thinking of him

[pastelliek]

What. How could I not?

INSPIRED BY @maestro-of-clockwork’S ANTONIO IN DRAG DRAWING 🌈🌈🌈🌈 (sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged!)

We should all collectively as a Fandom draw our fave in drag to celebrate

[ibelongto-tylergalpin]

I GOT SO HAPPY AT HOW EXCITED YOU GOT ABOUT WRITING FOR STEVE. I DONT WANNA RUSH YOU IN THE LEAST BUT YOU ARE SO TALENTED. WOULDNT A STEVE HC WHERE MAYBE UH (I’ll stop screaming now) he takes her to meet the whole gang officially maybe during the upside down stuff? Maybe she gets along with Robin or Max?? Love u byeeeee :)

STOP THATS IT YOURE LITERALLY MY KNEW FAVORITE PERSON ILY TYSMMM STOP AND OFC I'LL WRITE THAT

NO CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA YOU JUST MADE MY DAY

btw im so sorry this is sm more than what you asked for but i get excited and carried away when I really like a request or prompt

Steve Harrington Introducing You to the Gang....

~You’re so nervous to meet everyone at first

~You’re especially worried to meet Dustin cause you fear that if Dustin doesn’t approve, that’s it for your relationship

~The previous day, you were complaining to Steve about these pounding headaches you were having and the fact that you kept having nightmares that almost seemed like flashbacks from when you were 10

~Steve was the only one who knew about your trauma. You had seen your dad have a stroke when you were 10 and you were so scared you froze and when your mom walked in it was too late

~Once Steve found out what the symptoms of the Vecna attacks were, he remembered that you told him about this stuff, so he immediately drove to your house as fast as he could

~When you opened the door he practically tackled you and was kissing you all over your face

~He tried to explain everything as best and as quickly as he could but he decided it would be best for Dustin and Nancy to explain

~The entire car ride your leg was bouncing up and down as Steve drove to Nancys house

~Much to your surprise, everyone was super nice to you

~Dustin was ecstatic

~He was so happy to meet you because of how happy you made Steve

~They tried their best to explain what was happening but you were so confused

~“Have you had any hallucinations? Have you seen some sort of weird ticking clock?” Max was asking all of this with a worried look on her face

~You though back to earlier before Steve arrived at your house. You did have a hallucination but you assumed you were just tired

~You looked at Steve and he pulled you away so you could tell him in private

~“I, uh, before you picked me up I saw- well I thought I saw my dad sitting down in the chair he used to always watch the games in but when I turned it to see if it was him he-”

~You started tearing up and Steve pulled you into a hug 

~“It was like he was having the stroke all over again. Steve it was awful”

~Steve calmed you down really quickly and you walked back over to the group

~“Yeah. She’s been having hallucinations.” Steve said before turning to face you as he put his hands on your shoulders

~“But that’s all they were. Hallucinations. It wasn’t real. I promise baby”

~He pulled you into a hug and you nuzzled into his chest, feeling a sense of comfort as you smelled the cologne that he always wore

~“Awww... eugh. Can we get back to saving lives here?”

~“I’m comforting my girl here you little shit”

~“Comfort her by saving her life”

~When you guys were in the car to go to the cemetery you saw Max’s hands shaking slightly

~“Hey, you okay?”

~“Yeah I’m fine.”

~“Really? Cause you don’t look it.”

“Yeah I’m fine. This whole Vecna shit is just stressing me out.”

~“Tell me about it. If you wanna talk, you can talk to me though.”

~“Yeah thanks”

~You could tell Max really wasn’t all there but after a few minutes she suddenly asked you something you weren’t expecting

~“What was your issue?”

~“What do you mean?”

~“Everyone who’s being targeted has some sort of issues. What was yours?”

~“Oh... uh-”

~“Max! You can’t just ask that! Don’t answer that, babe”

~“No, no it’s fine Steve. Uh, when I was 10 I witnessed my dad have a stroke and I, uh, I got scared and froze. He ended up dying...”

~Steve placed a hand on your thigh, keeping one on the wheel

~“I’m so sorry. I didn’t think it’d be that serious. Mine’s kinda the same. Last summer I- I saw Billy get stabbed and die. And all I did was watch”

~You looked behind and saw that she was tearing up. You reached behind and decided to hold her hand. No one said anything as you all sat there in an awkward but comfortable silence

~When you got to the cemetery and the whole Vecna thing happened with Max, after Lucas comforted her she went to you and asked you how you coped with your dad

~“Well it took some time, a while actually, but I stayed with people who I knew would be there for me and help me through it. I tried not to distance myself because I knew it would just make me more lonely than I already was. Honestly Max, you want my advice? Stick with Lucas. I can tell he really cares for you”

~After that, Max didn’t wanna leave your side. She found it comforting that you knew somewhat how she felt

~She even forced Steve to let Dustin sit upfront so she could sit next to you in the car

~When you guys were in the car driving back to Nancy’s house, you dozed off for a second

~When you woke up you were back in your old room from when you were 10. You were confused as to how you woke up in a bed that you haven’t laid in for 8 years

~You looked around and saw photo frames of you and your dad. They looked like they were in order of when you were younger to older. There was one where you were on his back, your two front teeth missing. 

~Another was when you looked about 8 and you were in a blanket fort with him. You couldn’t help but smile as you thought back to the old memories you had pushed away to the back of your mind. 

~In the last frame, you were 10 and sitting on your dads lap in the same chair he had died in. You remember posing for the photo, but there was something different about it. Your dad. He looked pale and his eyes were open but there was no life in them. He wasn’t smiling at all. He looked just like he did after his stroke. 

~Then you noticed something you’d never seen before. There was a clock. You tried your hardest to remember where that clock had come from, but you’d never seen it before.

~All of a sudden you heard ticking all around you. When you looked back in the frame you saw something coming out of the clock. Spiders. You’ve always been terrified of spiders. You were confused as to how the photo was moving, but that though quickly left your mind as the spiders came closer and closer until they were crawling out of the frame and onto your hand

~You dropped the frame on the ground, the glass cracking. You started freaking out and hyperventilating

~You suddenly felt a sharp stinging on your face and you were back in the car

~The car was pulled over to the side of the road and you saw Max’s hand in the air

~“DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO SLAP HER?!” You knew the yell was Steve by the way his voice was an octave higher (Steve’s voice gets higher when hes scared or upset. argue with the wall)

~“I WOKE HER UP DIDN’T I?!”

~“She has a point”

~“Shut your mouth, Henderson, before I shut it for you!”

~“What the fuck happened?”

~“You fell asleep for a second and next think we knew you were hyperventilating and shaking” Lucas explained

~“I saw it. The clock thing. And I have a pounding headache again”

~“Here, I have Tylenol in my bag” Max reached into her bag and handed you one of the pills

~“Henderson, switch seats with Y/n. Now.”

~“How is us switching seats gonna help-”

~“I said now Henderson!”

~You switched with Dustin and Steve kept his hand on your thigh the whole car ride

~The next day Steve stayed up all night as you slept on his chest and he played with your hair

~Whenever you got too still, Steve would get worried and put his fingers on your neck to check your pulse, accidentally waking you up every time

~When you guys went to help Eddie as skull rock you had remembered something

~One time you and Steve were relaxing there just laying down on a blanket together. That’s when you had told him about your father.

~“Hey Max, can I have another Tylenol?”

~“Still, baby? Does it hurt that bad”

~“Yeah Steve, my head is killing me. Might take myself out at this point, just to get it over with”

~Everyone looked at you with worried looks

~“Relax guys, it was a joke. Yeesh the world is about to end and suddenly you all lose your sense of humor?”

~Everyone was talking bout the compass when ll of a sudden Steve turned to you

~“Hey babe. Remember what conversation we had here?”

~“What?”

~“Remember when you told me how you watched your dad die. How you just stood there like a coward and watched the man who did everything for you, die from a stroke?”

~“Steve, why the hell are you talking like this?”

~“I can’t believe you just stood there and watched your dad die from a stroke. You could’ve helped him. You had the opportunity to call 911 but you didn’t. I wish I was able to call 911 when I watched my brother die.”  You looked over at Max and she was staring at you with a disgusted face

~“I- I froze. I was 10 and I was terrified. I-I didn’t know what was happening...”

~“At least take responsibility for your actions. Don’t blame it on your age. God, why am I dating such a coward. I don’t want you anymore. I can’t be seen with some pussy.”

~“Steve what the fuck?!”

~You were crying at this point. You were hurt and confused. That’s when all of a sudden you heard a voice from behind you. A voice you hadn’t heard in 8 years.

~“He has a point, princess. You stood there. You stood there and you watched me die.”

~It was your dad. He looked exactly as he did in the frame. He was pale and his eyes were lifeless. He looked as though his soul drained out of him. Somehow you weren’t in skull rock anymore. You were at your childhood home, standing in the exact same spot you were in when you saw your dad die.

~“Daddy! I was 10! I’m so sorry Daddy I didn’t know what to do! I was just a child! I didn’t know-”

~Another voice came from the side. You didn’t see anyone standing there. Then you looked at the TV, and you saw a tall gray creature looking at you from inside the TV. Vecna

~“You’re fathers right. You stood there and watched. You watched your father die and did nothing about it. Is it because you wanted him dead?”

~“What?! No! I loved my dad! He was my best friend-”

~“Then why did you let him die, Y/n? Was it because you were tired of him choosing to watch his sports over playing with you? We both know you hated when he sat in that chair and watched TV, because that meant he was spending less time with you. Am I right?”

~“No! I would never do that to him! I was scared! I didn’t have a clue!” At this point you were sobbing and second guessing yourself. Did you really let your father die because you were upset he chose to watch TV over playing with you?

~That’s when the creature started crawling out of the screen and into the living room

~You tried to back away but your father held you in place

~“Face it Y/n. You’re a liar and a coward. You let your father die instead of helping him by calling the police. And then you had the audacity to fake being depressed about it for years.” The creature said as he inched closer to you

~“I wasn’t faking it! I was diagnosed! And I didn’t let him die! I was terrified-” Hot tears were streaming down your face as the thing was finally in front of you

~“Shhh” It stuck its pointy finger to your lips as if it was trying to shut you up

“It’s okay, Y/n. It’s time for you to stop faking the pain. It’s time for you to join your father”

*Meanwhile with the group*

“MAX QUICK WHAT SONGS DO YOU HAVE?! HURRY BEFORE HE TAKES HER TOO!”

~They all looked through the cassette tapes that Max had

~“WHATS HER FAVORITE SONG?!” Dustin screamed as they went through the different tapes

~“I DON’T KNOW” 

~“HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOUR GIRLFRIENDS FAVORITE SONG HARRINGTON?!” Eddie yelled as he tried slapping you awake

~“I- IT CHANGES ALL THE TIME OKAY?! SHE HAS LIKE 5 AT THE MOMENT! THAT ONE! THAT ONE RIGHT THERE BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY!” 

~They quickly put the tape in and stuck Max’s headphones onto your head

*Back with Daddy Vecna (IM SORRY I HATED THAT)*

~Vecna was lifting his hand, as if he was gonna grab your head, when you heard music

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality

~The thing looked to see where it was coming from, and you saw the your front door open and on the outside was Steve calling out your name and shaking your shoulders, Eddie freaking out and screaming ‘not again’ over and over, and the rest trying to wake you

Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see

~The gray monstrosity standing before you looked over at the door and tried to close it, but it wouldn’t budge

~He walked over to you and tried to lift his hand again

~Listening to the song, you remembered all the times you had had a dance party to it at 3 am when you were home alone because your mom was out of town

~You thought of all the times you and Steve sang this song in the car when you felt like going for a drive

~You remembered all the time you two had danced around together, all the kisses you had shared, all the hours spent laying in bed together

~Then you remembered the first time you had heard the song. You were 6. You were dancing in the kitchen with your Dad as your mom cooked. She was yelling at you guys to get out of the kitchen and stop annoying her, but she had the biggest smile on her face.

~Your father was a kindhearted man. He was your best friend. You weren’t jealous when he would watch the games, because you’d watch with him. Your father knew you were just scared. That’s when you came to your senses. This man holding you wasn’t your father. He was a figment of your imagination. And Vecna wasn’t really there 

~You looked back at the door and you were now in the air with Dustin tugging at your feet

~You couldn’t die. You couldn’t leave Steve. You had the rest of your life to live with him. You refused to die by some creepy ass slimy demon

~“You’re not here. This is all in my mind”

~“Believe what you want Y/n, but I’m here. Whether it’s in your mind or not, I’m here.”

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?

~You looked outside one last time before staring Vecna in the eyes

~You threw your head back, hitting your fake father, causing him to release you 

So you think you can love me and leave me to die?

~You then grabbed a vine from Vecnas neck and pulled at it, causing him to bleed

Oh, baby, can’t do this to me baby

~You took that as a chance to run while he tried to recover

Just gotta get out

~Your fake father got in the way and you pushed him

Just gotta get right outta here

~“Are you going to leave me to die again Y/n?!” He yelled as you were about to exit

~“I never left you to die. And you’re not real” 

~As you were about to jump out, Vecna reached to grab you as he yelled no, but he missed

~The next thing you knew, you were falling from the air, and into Steve’s arms

~You immediately broke out into a sob as Steve held you close, mentally beating himself up for not noticing the signs sooner

[barnes-n-nobles]

Attention (SMUT)

Request: Smut. Bucky gets jealous of her for getting too close to his friend Steve. So he punishes her 🍆🤤

Sorry for the delay! Here it is and I hope you enjoy! Let me know what y’all think!

You and Bucky had been invited to Tony Starks birthday party tonight. In most cases you would have an outfit ready, but Bucky wanted to dress you today. You thought it was the cutest idea ever and you let him choose for you. He came out of your closet with a beautiful black dress , that had a slit on the side. He got you this as a gift during the first month that you guys started dating. You were saving it for a special occasion so you were a little shocked that he would bring it out for today’s birthday party. Your eyebrows slightly bunched together in confusion as Bucky laid it on your bed.

“Why that dress for today babe? It’s just Tony’s birthday, not the met gala” you chucked. Buckys metal hand traced the side of the dress and smiled at the thought of seeing your body in this sexy dress. “I just want to show off my beautiful girl. Plus, my tux is all black as well. You know how I love matching with you” he smiled as he went to place a soft kiss on your lips.

You nodded in agreement , taking the dress off the bed and walking into the bathroom to change. “I just hope this dress doesn’t get ruined like my last one…” you sighed smiling at the memory that started to form in your mind. “What do you mean, Doll?” Bucky asked curiously.

“One day, Steve and Thor got so drunk at Natashas party that they started having “cake wars” and I made the huge mistake of trying to take the cake away from them and Steve threw a handful of cake at me, while he was trying to get Thor. I was so mad because the dress I got for that day was super nice but I had to get rid of it…it was way too stained” you stated as you slid yourself into your dress.

Bucky rolled his eyes at the sound of Steves name leaving your lips. Him and Steve had some unspoken tension between them that always puzzled you. Little did you know, Steve wanted you for himself but Bucky moved way too fast and was able to cuff you up before Steve even thought about it. Bucky and him were inseparable but once they both realized they were after the same girl, they both got distant. Bucky loved his friend but he always got everything. The fame, love, praise, recognition. He wasn’t going to let him get you though, because you belonged to him. Only him.

“He better not start his shit or I’m going to fuck him up” he spat. “Bucky, you’re not an angel when you get drunk either you get pretty angry AND / OR get into fights with everyone. “ Bucky knew that he had to tame his demons when he was around you just because he didn’t want to scare you off, but it’s been getting harder and harder to control it as men had gotten a bit too brave around you. Bucky wasn’t the type of shy off when something made him mad.

~~~~Later that night~~~~

You and Bucky walked into Tonys home and it never failed to amaze you how beautiful his house was. You hope to one day share a home with Bucky. One where you could one day raise a family of pets and eventually even kids. He noticed you were busy thinking about something so he nudged you to bring you back from your daydreams. “What’s wrong Doll? You seem distracted.” asking with a little scrunch of his eyebrows. “Oh it’s nothing just thinking about this huge-“ You we’re cut off by a familiar voice. “Y/n, Bucky, so glad you guys could make it. You’re only like 1 Hr late but who’s keeping track.” You all chuckled and said happy birthday to Tony. “Come join us, the food just got served”. As you walked into his lavish dining area you said hi to everyone and sat down on the 2 remaining seats. Steve was on your right and Bucky on your left. He soon started to talk to Sam who’s was next to him. “Hey y/n…I haven’t seen you in a while. How’s it going?” Steve asked you giving you a quick hug. You thought that Bucky would have turned around or at least notice but he was too busy joking with Sam.

“Hey Steve it has been a while. Just going through life, you know.” You smiled warmly.

“I feel you. It’s so good to see you. Your little boyfriend likes to keep you all to himself huh?” He asked softly so that only you could hear him. You just smiled and shook your head side to side, not wanting to answer. Steve was always a flirt you thought, but in reality he liked to push your buttons to see your pretty little face flush. After dinner you all moved to Tonys living room, everyone consumed in their own conversations. Bucky was next to you the whole night , making sure you were having a good time as well. “I’m going to go upstairs real quick, Tony is needing a hand with one of his “toys”. I’ll be right back Doll” he said placing a kiss on your cheek. You nodded and decided to pick up your phone to check up on any notifications you had.

Steve gulped down his drink from across the room as he saw Bucky leave your side finally. He started to approach you as soon as he was out of sight. “All alone?” He asked looking down at your small frame. Your eyes snapped up to see Steve standing in front of you. “ For now, Bucky is out doing something “ you said looking in the direction that he walked “May I sit?” He asked with a smirk. You nodded and scooted over. You and Steve started having a nice conversation and got all caught up with eachothers lives. He brought you some drinks to loosen you up and they seemed to be working perfectly as you started to feel a bit more chill and relaxed. Steve laid his arm over the top of the couch and scooted closer to you, making your face turn hot but the closeness. Steve leans over close to your ear and whispered “You look absolutely stunning. Tell Bucky to bring you around me a little more, hun. I’m sure he’s the sharing type.” You knew he was getting a little too comfortable due to the drinks he’s been having but you tried not to make a big deal. “Steve, please.” you warned wanting him to know there was line he was approaching and that he hould not cross. “Please what y/n…. I never see you and I know for a fact it’s because of Bucky. I’m also your friend and I want to be around you and in your life. Don’t you want that?” You turned your face around to get a bit of separation. But then he used his thumb and index finger to turn your face towards him. “Well?”. You didn’t know what to say so you stayed silent just looking down. Steve was irritated and he let go. Standing up looking down at you. “When you make your own decisions, you know where to find me” he said turning around but then suddenly he bumped into a strong chest. Your eyes shot up and you were frozen.

There he was, his chest falling up and down in absolute anger. Looking straight into Steve’s eyes. “Get out of my face Buck.” Steve said in a low tone. Bucky didn’t say a word, his nose flaring and his chest rose and fell slowly with anger. His metal arm rapidly grabbed his throat. “DONT ever touch her again. I’ll fucking kill you” and with that he threw him across the room by his neck, hitting some tables and chairs as he fell to the ground. Everyone snapped their attention over to you guys a few gasps and screams erupting. You quickly stood up and got in front of Bucky, placing your hand on his bicep as if it would calm him down. “Please Bucky, stop...” you said looking over at Steve who was surrounded by people as they tried to help him up. Tony and Sam went over to you guys to make sure that Bucky wouldn’t escalate this any further. “Bucky, you need to control yourself. This isn’t the time nor place. “ Sam said turning to look at Steve who was now up and getting held back and talked to by Thor and Vision. “Jesus Christ Barnes, you could have at least given me some time to pull out my phone to record that.” Tony said making Bucky snap out of his trance and you could see a small smile starting to form. Sam rolled his eyes and shook his head. “But yes..like Sam said. Not the time and definitely not the place. Pepper is going to kill me. “ as he looked at the broken table. “Sorry Tony, we’re just going to head out. I promise we’ll pay for that” you stated pulling Bucky away.

As you guys were heading to the entrance of the house, Bucky quickly pulled you into a near by room and locked the door behind him. You almost got whiplash at how fast he got you in there. “what the fuck were you doing with Steve, why did you let him get that close to you.” His big broad frame towered over you. “I didnt...well.. I dont know he was just sitting there and he got so close, i felt so trapped I didnt know what to do. “ you explained not knowing what to say to not make him more mad. “you know i dont fucking like him, why would you even entertain him? Do I need to brainwash you to never speak to anyone else but me... Hmm?’‘ he said pinning you to a nearby wall and pressing his body up against you. You didnt know if the drinks finally got to you or what, but you were feeling all tingly inside. Absolutely loving Buckys dominance. “or do you just want some attention. Because ill give you all the attention in the world Doll...but you'll only get it from me...no one else.” he whispered into your face.His lips brushing lightly over yours. You let out a little moan, his words going straight into your pussy. “I just need yours. You know that” you purred leaning in for a kiss. Bucky pulled away looking at your beautiful eyes, filling up with want and lust. “ Im going to show you that you only belong to me, and Ill make you crave only me and my attention. now turn over” he said giving you a quick kiss. 

You obediently turned and he started to slide your panties down. Buckys hands started to roam your body, his metal arm stopping at your clit. “I need you to be quiet for me Doll. Can you do that?” he said as his hard cock was grinding on your ass. “Yes, Sargent Barnes” you moaned as his fingers started to play with your clit. “Fuck...sucha good girl”. When he felt that you were wet enough he grabbed your hair and shoved you down onto a nearby dresser, earning a gasp from you. He pulled himself out and pulled up your dress, giving you a nice hard slap on your ass making you whine. “You had your fun with that imbecile “ he said as he aligned his throbbing cock at your entrance. “now its time for me to punish you like a whore for talking to him. “ and with that he rammed inside of you, letting out an animalistic growl at your tightness. Your moans ripped through your throat as he started to pump himself inside of you, with out much gentleness. His metal hand quickly went to your mouth, muffling your beautiful sounds. “Shh babygirl..cant let anybody else hear”. He thrusted into you hard and fast, making you see stars and your mewls restrained by his cold hand. Your wetness soon started to drip down your leg. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, feeling nothing but pure pleasure and bliss. Buckys arm went down to your neck and he pulled you up, making you arch your back. He leaned down looking at your fucked out face while he stuffed you full of his cock over and over again. He started to have a hot sloppy make out session with you, moaning into your mouth and you doing the same. Tongues interwoven into each other.

Bucky grunted your name, standing upright one more time. He grabbed your hips and started to fuck into you harder, his head snapping back as he was so close. “fuck im going to cum inside you Doll…Tell me who you belong to y/n..” he growled. “Y-you Bucky...only you Sergeant Barnes.” you moaned. Thats all it took for him to finally cum. His thrusts got sloppy as he spilled inside you. His cock twitching inside with each pause he took. He smiled as he pulled out, watching his cum spill down your leg. He pulled you up and gave you a passionate kiss. “dont worry Doll. We have much more to do at home. This was just a warm up, I’m going to give you orgasms after orgasms and you’re going to take it and enjoy it”

[purple-babygirl]

hi there!! i weallyyy love ur work!!! and bratty angel was so good 🥺🥺 i dunno if ur taking requests but if u r can i pls send in one like some sort of additional or alternate ending-ish for bratty angel? like when steve tucks her in after she tells him to wish bucky a good night for her, what if she also asks him to give bucky her favorite stuffie like "can you please wish daddy a good night for me , uncle steve? and tell him i'm weeally sorry and i love him veeeery much" "oh!! can you pls give him bunny too? daddy gets nightmares and i dont wan' him to be alone" "bunny always helps me when im feelin' scared and daddy is not around, she'll make daddt feel better" 🥺🥺

Pairing: Daddy!Bucky Barnes x f!little!reader

Word Count: 890

Summary: Alternative ending to bratty angel.

Warnings: ddlg dynamics, fluff.

A/N: Thank you so much, Nonnie. You're so sweet! So happy you like what I write:"💜 I'm not supposed to be taking requests but everyone keeps sending such good ideas and next thing I know I'm at 2k words. This was so cute it made me so soft:' Thank you for requesting, I hope I did your lovely alternative ending justice and thank you again 💜💜 please enioy xx.

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So I was thinking maybe Daddy doesn’t forgive her right away that afternoon she offered Uncle Steve her savings? Maybe he continues to stay mad till he’s sure she’s really learned her lesson.

And she doesn’t disappoint him. She finishes her dinner that night like a good girl, thanking Uncle Steve every time he puts food on her plate for her. She remains polite when Steve is bathing and dressing her for bed, too, staying still on his lap as he combs her wet hair. She’s sad it’s not Daddy but she’s finally learning to be grateful for Uncle Steve, letting him take care of her like he’d wanted to.

When Steve’s tucking her in that night she whispers again, “can you please tell daddy I said goodnight tonight too?”

“Sure, sweetheart.” Steve smiles, caressing her cheek.

“Can you also tell him I’m really sorry and I love him very very veeeery much?” Her eyes tear up a little as she repeats on Steve that he must deliver her message word for word.

Steve chuckles lovingly and reassures her that he will tell Bucky she loves him very much with three ‘very’s. And then he’s kissing her forehead, ready to get up and let her sleep but she clutches his fingers before he can.

“And- And can you please give him Bunny too?” she asks getting the soft, white stuffed animal out from underneath her covers and holding it up for Steve, “Dada gets nightmares and Bunny always helps me when I get scared when dada’s not here.” Her glossy, puppy eyes plead with the speechless man as she holds out the toy for him.

Steve’s melting at her softness and the way her caring, little self is looking out for Bucky even in his sleep. He’s not sure if he should be taking away her favourite stuffy though. She loves Bunny. How’s she going to sleep if he takes it from her and gives it to Bucky?

“Sweetheart,”

“Please, Uncle Steve, don’t want daddy to be alone. Bunny will make him feel better.” Puppy eyes intensify and a pout is added. Steve sighs and reaches over.

Bucky enters the room when Steve is about to take Bunny and she falls silent. Both men exchange looks and Steve smiles before kissing her head once more, “goodnight,” he whispers, walking out of the room to give them space.

“How about you make daddy feel better, doll?” Bucky offers, looking at her longingly and she gazes up at him, confused but hopeful.

“Would you let daddy sleep next to you and Bunny tonight?”

“Really?” she asks, wiggling out of the blanket, and getting up on her knees. Bucky chuckles and nods, climbing next to her on the bed.

“I missed you, dada.” She tells him, throwing her body at his and clinging to him.

Bucky sighs, wrapping his big arms around her, pressing his mouth to her shoulder. The warmth of her body against his and the sweet smell of her hair ground Bucky like nothing else could.

“I missed you too, doll. I missed you very very veeeery much,” Bucky says, imitating her sentence structure from not a minute ago as he hugged her tighter.

“I said sorry to Uncle Steve and I mean it.” She pulls away to cross her heart and Bucky smiles at how adorable she is, leaning forward to kiss her chest where she crossed before holding her hand and kissing her pointer.

“I know, doll. I know, you’re a good girl.” He pecks her lips and she blushes, giving him her drunk-in-love smile with her palms pressed to his chest.

“Dada really gonna sleep with me and Bunny?”

“Yeah, if Bunny’s okay with it,” Bucky jokes, getting her back under the warm covers before moving himself next to her.

“She’s okay with it." She nods. "She loves you, dada.” She promises, placing Bunny on Daddy’s chest, “we’re gonna protect you.” She pecks the spot between Bucky’s eyes.

“Yeah? You’ll protect daddy from the nightmares?” He asks her softly, bringing her to his side to have her head on his shoulder as he moves Bunny to rest above his other shoulder.

“Yes, dada. I’ll protect you from all the nightmares.” She kisses the top of Bucky’s cheek before snuggling up to him, her hand patting his chest gently. God, she is perfect.

“Thank you, doll,” Bucky kisses her hairline and forehead, his arm gratefully tightening around her waist, “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

And it’s true. Bucky doesn’t know where or how he’d be if it wasn’t for his doll and her big, loving heart that he believes he doesn’t deserve being there for him. Her kindness and tenderness keep him alive. The fond looks she always gives him, her smile each and every time her eyes meet him, the little kisses she leaves on him whenever she could and the way she’s so unconditionally in love with him are things Bucky never thought he would have. Yet, there she was, sleeping soundly in his arms, feeling safe enough with him to let all of her guards down, her trust unknowingly destroying all of the walls he’d built up around himself, and Bucky’s never felt so whole.

“I love you, doll,” Bucky whispered, kissing her hair.

“I love you too, dada. Veeerry much.”

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Tags: @harrysthiccthighss, you said everything🤷🏻

[zombiepillar]

btw i am very invested in the doomsday saga draw tony and coffin making out at tony and colin’s divorce proceedings

@i-will-hex-u :’) (this is my first time drawing Colin actually-)

(Ik this isn’t in my usual style but this was too good to waste)