#mob boss!nick fowler

[thezombieprostitute]

Your Husband: Reminder

Summary: Nick reminds you that, while your marriage was an arranged one, it is no less important to him that vows are kept.

A/2: Reader is female, plus size, early 30's. No other physical descriptors used.

Word Count: ~2k

Warnings: Implied violence, Power imbalance, Smut. Please let me know if I missed any.

Part of the Yours AU

Nick Fowler is a smart man. No one can deny that. He rose up from nothing to a powerhouse in just a decade, maybe not even that long. He was a strategist who had yet to lose any territory to another group. Had yet to lose any of his men to prison. Had yet to be ratted out by the people in his communities. Nick Fowler is a smart man who knows how to run things.

Your father was more "clever" than "smart" and knew that agreeing to Nick's bid for your hand in marriage would be the right choice. Sure, at the time, Nick wasn't yet a major player, but he'd made waves. He'd also made examples of his enemies in such a way that made others opt for a friendlier approach. Your father was clever enough to recognize supporting this "upstart" would assure his continued hold on his own territory.

As a mafia princess you'd always known you would have very little say in who you married. Honestly, you thanked your lucky stars that Nick was at least handsome and near to your own age. From the time you were 16 you'd felt the leering eyes of your father's friends and business partners. While you didn't have time to get to know Nick before the wedding, you at least never felt creeped out by him, or that you needed a shower after being around him. He was a perfect gentleman in every interaction.

The wedding itself wasn't a lavish affair, for which you were grateful. It was beautiful, of course; your father had to show off his wealth after all. But you and your mother managed to keep it tasteful. Your dress was elegant, rather than showy, but still conveyed the idea of wealth and power. The decorations leaned into the church's instead of covering them up. It actually made things look like they were meant to be together, adding to the quieter idea of "rich and powerful".

The tastefulness of the wedding was actually one of the things Nick complimented you on during the drive from the church to the reception. That 15 minute drive was the longest conversation you'd gotten to have with Nick and it was quite revealing. Nick laid out his expectations of you and reiterated the part of his vows to keep you safe. The latter was the only part you hadn't been expecting. It was interesting.

Your wedding night, however, had been beyond your wildest dreams. For Nick it was a demonstration of how, while he was in control, he could still be good to you, for you. You were reduced to a whimpering mess by the time he was done with you. But he also took the aftercare seriously. He drew you up a bath and lavished you with praise and care. You found yourself clinging to him through the night.

It's your first wedding anniversary and Nick was late coming home. You'd had his favorite dinner cooked and ready to eat over an hour ago. There was no notice, no text, no call from Nick. And it wasn't the first time.

You let a tear drop. Your mother had warned you any husband you ended up with wouldn't be faithful. But you'd foolishly hoped Nick would be different.

He finally enters the penthouse and he's looking the worse for wear. His clothing, normally pristine, is crumpled. His tie is loose. He goes to the bar to pour himself a drink. You can't help the sob that escapes you. Even if you had no right to expect him not to cheat, was it too much to ask he not do it on your anniversary?

The sound catches Nick's attention. "I thought you'd be in bed by now," he says. He looks at the dinner you'd made, long gone cold. "You know I don't expect you to cook."

"It's our anniversary, Nick," you sniffle. "Wanted to do something nice. I guess it's my fault for expecting you to remember the date."

He sets down the shot glass and walks over to you. He tilts your head up, making you look at him. "Didn't think you wanted to celebrate being tied to me. You should have told me you were planning on cooking. I would have pushed everything in my schedule to make sure I was here."

"Including your mistress?" you bite.

Nick's grip on your chin tightens. "What was that, ma moitié?"

"Don't lie to me, Nick. I grew up in this world. I know you have...other women. Prettier, skinnier, younger women. You don't to want to touch me except to produce an heir. It's just the way it is."

"I never lie to you," he says through gritted teeth. "But you really think I would break my vows to you? You really believe I don't think you're fucking beautiful? Do you really think me so shallow?"

"It's standard for men in this 'business'," is all you can think to say, confusion written all over your face.

"If it's standard, why are you upset by it?" His voice is icy with rage.

"I thought...I hoped you were different."

"I am," he growls. He leans in close, "and you're going to remember that going forward."

That was your only warning before he's on you with a bruising kiss. His lips never leave yours as he pulls you up to your feet and guides you towards the bedroom. You finally get a chance to breathe when he pushes you onto the bed.

"You really think I'd be hooking up with someone else when I have all of this," he gestures to your form, "waiting for me at home? I ain't even looking at other women because they're not you and that's not who I am."

The fervor in his eyes has you scared. You've never been looked at like that before. If he's lying, he's doing a damn good job of making you believe those lies. You want to look away but that's not what he likes. You know he likes the eye contact.

Seeing the fear in your eyes Nick softens a little. "You are going to be punished for doubting me, for belittling me to my face with your accusations." He pets your hair. "But I understand it's one year of being together versus a lifetime with lowlifes. So I'll take it easy on you. Do you understand?"

You whimper as you nod. You've never been punished by Nick before and you're scared. You know that Nick is a killer, a proficient fighter. What kind of punishment does he have in mind for you?

"Strip," he orders.

You're quick to obey, taking off the dress you were wearing to reveal the lingerie you'd bought for the occasion.

Nick lets out an appreciative whistle. "And you really think I'd want anyone else?"

Heat rushes to your face in embarrassment and you take off the lingerie.

He gently cups your face, "So gorgeous, ma moitié. So good and obedient for me. Now lay back and spread your legs. I want you holding your thighs back." Following his instructions, you feel your body heat up, feeling shy as you expose yourself to him.

He lays next to you on the bed, still fully dressed. "I want you to keep those legs held like this, no matter what. Understand?"

"Yes, Nick," you nod. You'd learned early on Nick only wanted to be called "Sir" by his employees. He may own you, but he wants you to know you're above his underlings.

He slowly slides two of his fingers into your core and your breath hitches. He goes all the way to the knuckle, his eyes never leaving your face, before slowly pulling them out. He continues his painfully slow pace, gradually working you up until you whimper with need.

The second the sound escapes you, Nick starts licking and sucking on your clit, his eyes still never leaving yours. Again, his movements are slow and gentle, as if he knows how to apply just enough pressure to make you hungry for more. Especially when he rubbed his fingers along that spot he knows drives you crazy. You want to beg him to move faster, to give you what you need, but you don't want to push him. If this is his idea for your punishment, you'll take it. A man like him can torture you in so many scarier ways.

His fingers press a little harder as he moves along your slick walls and you let out a cry and grip your thighs tighter. His pace picks up and almost start crying from relief. His tongue moves faster and you can feel your orgasm building.

Before you can reach your climax, he pulls away from you making you cry out. You almost lose hold of your thighs, but you're mindful of Nick's earlier command. He licks his fingers before getting up off of the bed.

"That was the first one," he comments as he removes his jacket. You can't help the pout that forms and he cracks a smile. "You're going to take your punishment like a good girl, yes?" You nod, not trusting your voice.

"Words, ma moitié."

"Yes, Nick," you sob. "I'll be good."

He caresses your cheek, "like I said, I'll take it easy on you this time. You've only known me for a year, after all. You know I don't like being insulted to my face, but you didn't know I think of cheaters as scum when you accused me, incorrectly, of being one."

"I'm sorry, Nick," your voice quavers. "I did think it was just the norm."

"I'm happy to show you otherwise. Now back to the rest of your punishment. Keep those thighs held back."

"Yes, Nick," you submit, tears forming.

He continues edging you, bringing you to tears. You lose track of how many times he does it because you're so focused on trying to keep your thighs spread for him.

When he finally tells you to let go of your thighs you let out of a small cry of relief.

"Always so good for me, ma moitié," he coos. "Now let me show you how much I want you." Nick is almost feral for you. Your cries, your whimpers, your obedience. He swears he could've cum in his pants. The times he denied you your orgasm were much needed reprieves to keep himself from humping the mattress. But a lesson had to be taught.

Nick kept you in that bed for hours. He made sure to hit all of your favorite spots, making you scream his name as he filled your pussy. He showered you with praise. "Taking me so well." "So beautiful when you cum." "Fuck, love feeling you milk my cock." Though it doesn't take long before you're too brain-dead from pleasure to register his words. He finishes and starts giving you gentle kisses before going into aftercare mode.

As he's washing you in the giant bathtub he apologizes for the ruined dinner. "I know how good your cooking is. I'm sorry I didn't come home sooner. I really thought you didn't want to do the anniversary thing." You respond by hugging his arm and nuzzling him, making him smile. "How about, to make up for it, I'll take you book shopping tomorrow? Hell, I'll even see about buying you that used bookstore you love to visit so much."

Your eyes go wide at the offer, "you really mean it, don't you? All of it."

Nick's eyes soften, "yes ma moitié. I am in charge, yes, but that doesn't mean I'm free to hurt you."

You squeeze his arm tighter as your brain struggles to stay awake. Nick helps you into the bed and, just like your wedding night a year ago, you find yourself clinging to him through the night.

Once he's certain your asleep, Nick grabs his phone, quietly so as not to disturb you, and texts O'Malley to look into your father's affairs. From what you've told him, your father's been lying to Nick about keeping promises. If that's the case, Nick has to be even more on guard than he thought. Or make his move sooner than he'd planned.

Tagging: @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @irishhappiness; @kmc1989; @lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly

[corawithfanfiction]

PARTITION ✵ Nick Fowler

Nick Fowler was a man feared by many but known by few.

As he is known, he is a senior CIA officer and field agent. Even Brooke was not allowed to have much personal interaction with him, even though he was one of his wife's closest friends, to whom he had been married for three years.

But he knew that when she made it clear she wanted B., she was standing in the middle of the highway like a bomb with the pin pulled. There was no going back that way. She didn't know if she wanted to go back anyway…

☽ the new beginning ☾

☽ sugar daddy ☾

☽ betrayal ☾

☽ first kiss ☾

☽ warning ☾

☽ first day ☾

☽ sleeping alone ☾

☽ just a moment ☾

☽ bring it over my place ☾

☽ I didin’t want to say what he told me ☾

☽ you keep your life between your lips ☾

☽ memories and wounds ☾

[buckets-and-trees]

Psst psst, Aspen... match time! 😎 Match an item to a babe:

simple bracelet that actually pulls out into garotte

leather-bound notebook

knife encrusted with gemstones

a ring with unknown symbol on it

with: Bucky, Nick, Steve, Ari

Bucky filled up around eight leather notebooks when he was in Wakanda. In the beginning he wrote because he couldn't sleep. As he gained back more and more of his mind, writing before bed became one of the rituals he embraced to empty his thoughts to be ready to sleep. He wrote down things he rmembered, he wrote about what he was seeing and learning around him, once or twice he would write down things he hoped for the future - he hadn't hoped for a future since before falling off the train, but he's starting to believe now there's a real future that could be ahead for him, one with some peace and beauty to it. He still writes most evenings before bed now that he's forging his way in the post-Endgame world. (A world that somehow ends up including you, though it's a bumpy enemies/rivals to lovers start.)

Nick won the ring with the unknown symbol on it in a fight four days ago. But he'd do it again, because he knows what the symbol means. It gives him a great deal more power. It means access to the most elite league of men in the country, and when he shows up for his first meeting tonight, he gets to claim a reward - as is customary for each new member when they show up to take their place for the first time.

He's claiming you - the only daughter of the head of the league. Maybe it's why you ran from Alpha Nick. But it's also why he's determined to have you. He had his eye on you, wanted you as his prize - but for a reason, not just to win you.

Cedar Trees King Steve was given a knife encrusted with gemstones as a coronation gift. He keeps it on his person almost always. He has used it a number of times to cut the laces of your corset when he's too impatient to loosen and untie it.

Which leaves Ari with the bracelet that actually pulls out into a garrote. This is a version of Ari who's a dangerous man but with a heart and facade that are cold and threatening with a heart that is warm and generous. He's got a dark past that he's trying to atone for, but some of his demons are coming for you. It's why he's never without a weapon. Though your relationship started in a bit of an unreal way, he's all in with you, and he will stop at nothing to keep you safe, which makes him even more dangerous to the enemies of his past.

[chxrryhansen]

౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Cherry’s SStan Series Rec List

here are my sebastian stan series fic recs! they are mostly bucky barnes series but mainly Au’s! i will be creating separate lists for cevans one shots and sstan one shots😚

Clockwork - @sgt-seabass

When life seems to be finally back on track, a visit by a mob boss to your dainty town changes everything. (Dark!Alpha Nick Fowler)

The Soldat And The Sparrow - @navybrat817

Your fire burns for the Winter Soldier. And one day, you'll be free. Both of you.

For The Love Of The Game - @pellucid-constellations

Bucky Barnes was a menace. NYU’s top baseball player, he was used to girls falling at his feet and could smooth talk his way out of just about anything. You hated him. He couldn’t figure out why. So when the novelty of weekend parties and quick hookups finally wore off—and his feelings for you began to grow—he made it his mission to fix it. 

The Heart Is A Deep Ocean - @dreamlessinparis

Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.

Everything’s Better In WestView - @espinosaurusrexex

Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.

The Bride Of Soldat - @vampy-doll

In the summer of 1986, a young woman goes missing whenever HYDRA kidnaps her to be their next experiment for the reward of their Soldat. Now, post blip, Bucky starts to remember defining details of his love, his match made in hell, and is determined to find her. But after years of isolation and torture after his escape, she isn’t who he remembers. Now they’re trying to piece together who she was pre-HYDRA to teach her how to live, without his undying love and obsession of her getting in the way. But when one head is cut off, two more shall grow in its place, leaving them to discover those behind her abduction.

Awake My Soul - @foreverindreamlandd

It's been five years since zombies first started walking the Earth, destroying anything and everything in their wake. Now, in this apocalyptic world, fighting for survival comes as naturally as breathing. The one thing you've learned ever since they arrived, though, is that the living can be so much more dangerous than the undead. When you stumble across two young, scared boys lost in the woods and being chased by walkers, you go against your better judgment and help them to safety. Little did you know that helping them would lead you to Bucky - an angry, grumpy, distrusting member of the camp Shield. Bucky has zero interest in having you enter his life. He's been hurt before and lost too many people to risk experiencing that kind of pain again, and he knows that there are secrets you aren't telling the group. Yet, when push comes to shove, and you're put at risk, he'll stop at nothing to keep you safe.

Guiding Light - @wkemeup

It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can.

The Witness - @wkemeup

Owner of a bar full of criminals, maybe you shouldn’t be surprised when you’re the sole witness to a hydra hit. In comes Detective Barnes, the quick-witted, flirtatious cop who somehow became a regular at your misfit bar. When he takes it upon himself to ensure your safety off the books, you learn to rely on someone else for a change and find you don’t mind it at all. Not when it’s him.

Under Oath - @ugh-supersoldiers

The people called for justice, the state answered. The trial of State v. Barnes is set to begin, and the odds are most certainly not in favor of the not so beloved ex Winter Soldier. That’s where you come in, the quick, smart, and all too brave lawyer set on defending and saving one Bucky Barnes from legal prosecution. The only problem? He’s not so sure he’s worth saving at all.

Just One Kiss - @sarahwroteathing

Bucky Barnes has been chasing after you since he was ten years old, but you’re determined not to give in. How long can you hold out when all he’s asking for is just one kiss?

He’s Hazardous To My Health - @writing-for-marvel

Bucky Barnes is a beefy paramedic with a traumatic past, who has left a trail of broken hearts behind him. You are a resident doctor new to town, who barely has time to date between long shifts. When your paths cross in your ER during a disaster, is it the start of something magical, or are you destined to be just another of Bucky’s former flames?

Just Try - @waiting4inspiration

Perfectly happy with your life at the Avengers’ compound, an alpha walks into your life, flipping it completely over and revealing secrets you hoped you had buried a long time ago.

Дорогая - @waiting4inspiration

Bucky's Winter Soldier programming has been triggered. Turns out the Winter Soldier has a thing for you.

Red Ties - @sebstan2020

Mary, a sweet Christian girl living in the city of Brooklyn as a nurse had a simple life. She loved her work, her friends and attending church every Sunday and helping Reverend Owens. Her life was nothing out of the ordinary. However, it all changed one day when she bumps into the intriguing and intimidating James Barnes, Brooklyn’s notorious mafia boss and is introduced to a world of guns, lust and dominance.

Delicate Edges - @wkemeup

Your family’s beloved flower shop was not the only thing you inherited when your parents passed. Trapped under a mountain of debt to the Hydra club, you bear the cost of your father’s desperate bargain. It’s only in moments when the charming Bucky Barnes walks into your shop that you can forget the cruelty of the biker clubs of this town. But a war is brewing. The border is crumbling. You're trapped in the middle. And Bucky will stop at nothing to keep you safe.

Pride And Privacy - @adrinktostopyourthirst

Bucky works on himself as he gets used to a roommate. Turns out, she has a much better room than him and he crossed the line.

Feelings Are Fatal - @sunmoonandeddie

After the events of Endgame, you struggle to come to terms with what you’ve lost, though you’re learning that you still have something to gain.

Appointments - @noctumbra

bucky barnes, finally being able to live freely in 21st century, accidentally gets a fuck buddy and starts to rediscover himself. the only weird thing about this situation is that you have to make an appointment to get railed by him. 

Lazarus - @sagechanoafterdark

Things are complicated between you and James Barnes. For you, life doesn’t mean much when you never stay dead for very long. But it might just be an ex-soviet assassin that convinces you to start living again.

Its A Deal - @justreadingfics

You’re out of a relationship of 10 years and you’re just in desperate need to get laid, no strings attached, no romance, no complications. You dear friend Natasha feels like she’s going to regret this later, but she might have the perfect guy to fulfill your needs.  

The Two Of Us - @bucky-bucket-barnes

You and Bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in Westview, New Jersey. While attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into Wanda's world of pretend. Now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married Mr. and Mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. It is up to you and Bucky to piece together what's happening while dealing with one another inside the hex.

Snow - @delaber

Tired of your constant bickering, Sam sends you and Bucky on a mission alone. When the worst possible outcome happens and you’re forced to spend several days together in a small cabin, you finally get to see a different, more pleasurable side to the man whose flesh you’ve always had a thorn in.

All Good Things - @sagechanoafterdark

After only three days of dealing with the annoying specter haunting you, you break the rules and accidently give a ghost a body. So what do you do when you find out the man you’re now sharing your your apartment with isn’t really a ghost and that haunted touch is a little warmer than you realized?

Welcome Home… Soldat? - @winterarmyy

Y/N had make a habit of greeting Bucky a warm 'welcome home' everytime he came back from his missions, but there was one particular day when she unknowingly greeted someone else.

Heavy Metal Lover - @mypoisonedvine

every client is different, with different needs; but this client is, in every way, exceptional. (Sub!Bucky Barnes + Dominatrix!Reader)

Parent-Teacher Conference - @coffeecatsandcandles

James Barnes, a widowed single dad, had forgotten what love felt like and let it crush him, taking his daughter, Rebecca, with him. He was cold, rude, and arrogant, being one of the few teachers at Westview High School the students seemed to absolutely despise. But when you show up, a hopeful math teacher who’d previously taught Rebecca’s kindergarten class, and are adored by your students and colleagues- James’s attitude starts to change.

Duck & Cover - @whirlybirbs

you’re the howling commandos’ new medic (Sniper!Bucky Barnes)

Winter’s Mate - @maggyme13

The Winter Soldier threatens to get out of control with his instincts taking over more and more. After years of supressed ruts his body built up a resistance and Hydra need to find another solution. Deciding it would be the easiest to just give in. Hydra kidnapped the reader to turn her into a Omega in Heat using injections whenever needed.

Key’s In Your Ignition - @georgiapeach30513

Caught up in a sexual relationship with your father’s Vice President, and trying to not get caught.  Blind to everything else that’s going on in the club, and even your old crush, Bucky Barnes.  Not even noticing your brother and best friend flirting, until your father suddenly passes, and things in the club drastically change. (Ari Levinson + Bucky Barnes + Harvard Hottie- Hayden)

[buck-star]

I got your tag for drabble prompts...

What about Nick Fowler and something that has gone wrong?

could be a big thing or a little thing, wrong on purpose or wrong with some meddling, soft/soft dark/dark, smutty or not smutty... I just want mischief and Nick, if you're at all inspired.

Mobsters Princess

You’re giving the best hugs, but you also know the right words to assure Bucky the way he needs when he doesn’t see himself as the precious man he is.

Pairing: SoftDark (Ex-)Boss!Mob!Nick Fowler x Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 937 Words

Warnings/Tags: soft dark, manipulation, mention of threatening (not toward Reader), kind of love confession, bit fluff

Authors Note: Thank you for the request. Hope you enjoy it. It wasn't planned as fluffy, but somehow Nick wanted to confess his love, hehe. Dividers made by me.

Masterlist | Nick Fowler Masterlist

With an annoyed huff and angry expression, you slam the door of the office shut. You stomp through the hallway, glaring at everyone who dares to look your way before you finally leave the building of that dick.

You take a deep breath, the cool air feeling good in your lungs, especially after half an hour in that smoky office for literally nothing but a “sorry, we don’t look for a new employee.”

Of course, they don’t — they just publish their offer for a job everywhere to tell you they don’t really offer one.

And maybe it’s not what makes you angry, but the man who’s behind all that shit. Your former boss, Nick Fowler. Since you quit the job and tried to find a new one, every company offered you one until you were there for the interview, where they suddenly changed their mind.

“Mhm, was it not a job you liked, dragă?” The familiar voice of your ex-boss comes from next to you. You roll your eyes, turning to face him. “Smoky office, that’s what you considered. A smoky office over the fancy one you had?”

“What I had… what I had was a fucking lie, Fowler,” you growl. It wasn’t all a lie; that he works for the CSI underground systems wasn’t a lie at all. It’s just the fact that underground doesn’t mean anything legal when it comes to Nick.

“You’re still mad at me, dragă?” He asks, raising an eyebrow, and leans back against his car. Nick smirks at you, tilting his head slightly. “Tu îmi aparții. TU. ÎMI. APARȚII! Înțelegi asta, iubirea mea?”

“I don’t belong to you, so get that out of your head,” you growl low in your throat. Nick chuckles, taking a step closer to you. He reaches out, his big hands settling down on your hips and pulling you flush against his muscular chest.

“You still remember what it means.” He says with an amused expression on his face. Nick lowers his head to your ear, his breath warm and tickling against your soft skin. “You know, because you love it. You love being mine, dragă mea.”

You push away, your knees buckling, and you take a shaky breath to calm your nerves down. He knows damn well what he’s doing, and he loves it — the goosebumps as well as the butterflies in your stomach he’s causing.

“It’s not. I know it to remember that I punch every guy who says that,” you growl, glaring at him. You shake your head slightly before you look back into his ocean blue eyes. “What do you offer them that they don’t want me as an employee? Are you telling them I’m bad at my job?”

Nick laughs, leaning back against his car. “I don’t offer anything,” he explains, causing you to huff. Of course, Nick Fowler doesn’t offer anything to anyone; he’s a rich idiot and selfish too. “I dare them to do it if they want their companies to be burned to the ground… I mean not literally, but anyway.”

“You’re such a dick. Threatening people doesn't help you. You think you scare them? You might do that,” you growl, taking a deep breath before taking a step closer to him. You lift your hand to poke one of your fingers into his muscular chest. “I will find a job anyway, Nick.”

“Such a feisty one. That’s what I always liked about you; glad it didn’t change,” he chuckles, grabbing your wrist and pulling you closer. Within a moment he turns the two of you around and forces you with your back against his car.

Nick's free hand settles down on your waist. He pushes you against the car with his body, grinning at you.

“Now you’re all quiet, dragă mea?” He whispers, leaning down. His lips are only inches away from you. “Get in the car; you have a job. And you even got a promotion. Your office will be the one you know as mine. And your seat will be in my lap, or between my legs.”

“You wish—” Nick interrupts you when he presses his plump lips on yours. The kiss is soft, but he still shows who’s the dominant one, his tongue sliding into your mouth and devouring your sweet taste.

“No more discussing. Tu îmi aparții, dragă mea,” he grumbles. Your legs feel wobbly, and you grip his shirt tightly, making the smirk on his lips go wider. Nick's blue eyes glisten, and he chuckles low in his throat. “Now, get in the car, and we are going home.”

Home — your home. The house that belongs to Nick. The house he would renovate and put everything you want into so you will feel as at home in it as he feels around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry. But I can’t let you go, dragă. I might be ruthless and cold, but not with you. You're the only one that keeps me warm and loved, and you know that, don’t you?” He asks softly, waiting for you to nod, and for whatever reason, you nod.

You know that deep down he’s right, and deep down there are feelings for him too. He’s just so handsome and sweet — around you. And he has amazing tits and a biteable ass.

“Prepare your— my pussy to be destroyed. And don’t act all surprised; you think I didn’t read the books you read. Oh, I do.” Even if it's just so he knows what you like, what makes your pussy throb, and how he can get you all for himself, to have you as his mob princess.

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[enchantedbarnes]

Recommendations 💖

I've been wanting to do something with recommendations for ages now, but there's just too many to even know where to begin! Here's a chaos list of past and present faves 🥰

Completed fics

Undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations

Pairing: Lumberjack!Bucky x Reader

Summary: Desperate to outrun a secret that could cost you your life, you seek refuge in a small mountain town. Its deep forests and small cabins make it the perfect place to hide, but the travel website hadn’t mentioned anything about the quiet, burly lumberjack that wouldn’t leave your thoughts. No one had warned Bucky about you either. 

Lumpy and Bunny masterlist by @sweetdreamsbuck

Pairing: beefy lumberjack!bucky x f!reader

Summary: Bucky's never been so scared of a feeling in his life. there are too many what if's– too many fears bubbling deep within the parts of him left broken and hollow, untouched for far too long. but he never envisioned finding you– and he's entirely too impatient; entirely too certain no one's ever been more infatuated with something than how he feels for you.

Sweet and Sour by @sashaisready

Pairing: Bucky Barnes Mob AU x Femme Reader

Summary: You're hard at work in Pepper's Bakery when notorious mob boss James 'Bucky' Barnes darkens your doorway one typical afternoon, and life is never the same again.

While you're over there you might as well check out ...

Under the Radar by @sashaisready

Pairing: Nick Fowler x reader

Summary: Reader is a brilliant but shy and awkward CIA employee whose work is often overlooked by her colleagues…she’s blended into the background for so long that she doesn’t think there’s any other way - even if she does have secret aspirations for another life. Unbeknownst to her - a certain blue eyed agent is very aware of her talents, even if nobody else is.

The Lookout by @mymoonagedaydream

Pairing: ParkRanger!Bucky x y/n

Summary: It was amazing, really, how quickly one person managed to turn your dream job into a living nightmare.

Operation get Mr Bucky and Momma together by @golden-barnes

Paring: Beefy and Teacher! Bucky x milf! reader Summary: Bucky doesn't play favorites but Amaya is definitely his favorite, especially because her mom is hot.. Cue a 6-year-old trying to get Bucky to be her dad.

Worst Idea Ever by @firefly-in-darkness

Pairing: Y/N & Bucky Barnes, Other Marvel Characters.

Summary: Wedding Season is brutal as it is but throw in two friends that decide to be each other’s plus ones and a mixed bag of feelings, what's the worst that could happen?

Classylo's masterlist

home for the holidays by @classylo

When your family begs you to come home for the holidays and to bring the new guy you’ve been seeing, you don’t have the heart to tell them your good-for-nothing-ex cheated on you… good thing your roommate is available and will do absolutely anything you ask.

should've been you by @classylo

He was supposed to meet you at the game. He was supposed to be the one you went on a date with. He was the one you were supposed to fall in love with. Yet, here you are three years into a relationship with another… it should’ve been him, not his best friend.

Moral of the Story by @justkending

Summary: From childhood friends, to highschool sweethearts, the two naive, young, and lovestruck teens decided the best way to keep a strong relationship during college would be to marry right out of highschool. No one batted an eye at the idea as everyone knew they were soulmates. However, college is a big step in a person’s life. You learn new things about yourself, you make new friends, find new hobbies… And maybe being newly weds and going to different colleges across the states wasn’t the best plan… After a falling out, a tragic and heartbreaking divorce, the two now despise the other for how the whole thing was handled. Neither not really knowing both sides of the story. 10 years later, and they both get a call from the lawyers office that settled their divorce. Somehow the papers never went through and the divorce was never completed. So now, the exes, or should we say husband and wife, have to meet back up after all these years to settle their failed marriage once and for all.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Everest by @justkending

Summary: She was done and retired. After Thanos and the battle of a lifetime, she called it quits and distanced herself from the Avenger lifestyle. But word finds her that someone from her past is in danger. What the journey entails was never one she wanted to face nor one she saw becoming her reality again. The rollercoaster that comes with fighting evil odds arrives on her doorstep, not leaving much room for a no… Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Coming in Hot by @nexusnyx

When your best friend Sarah recommends you a mechanic of her brother’s trust, all you can think about and pray to is that he doesn’t rip you off. Your car is your prized possession and amidst all the worry and concern of your medical studies, drowning in even more debt sounds as suffocating as it would be. Of course, you never thought of the possibility of the mechanic being the problem. A hot, polite, gentle, and silent-type of problem. Drowning in debt would be easier to navigate than the blue of Bucky Barnes’s eyes.

Pairing: Mechanic Bucky x Reader

Though I Have Never Read by @tuiccim

Pairing: Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Summary: You had run away from all of your problems and found solitude in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. When a storm blows in, it drags a man with a metal arm through your door. Offering shelter, you spend one night together before he disappears. Years later, you find yourselves together again but does he remember that night or you at all?

Blink Twice by @simmerandwrite

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: It was just an undetermined amount of time in a safehouse with a stranger: Bucky “I didn’t come here to make friends” Barnes himself. Would it really be all that different from your lonely life with your cat in the city? Bucky was basically a cat, anyway. He was quiet on his feet, only really made noise when it was dinner time, and you both seemed to just coexist without acknowledging each other. His mandate was to keep you safe. What could go wrong?

teach me how to love by @buckyismybicycle

Pairing: DAD!BUCKY X TEACHER!READER

Natasha leaves behind her precious daughter, Yelena, and with her dying breath asks Bucky to look after her.

Sweet by @noceurous

summary: it was something cliche but your fuck buddy fell for you nonetheless, even though you swore you would never do relationships again. But rules are meant to be broken.

call me when you want by @bonky-n-steeb

summary: when you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person.

Grow Old With Me by @sonderosa

Part 1 & Part 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

...you could wait fifty years if he asked it of you. You’d promised him that, and he’d smiled and kissed you, told you that in fifty years he wanted to be old with you, sitting on a porch in rocking chairs and watching the sunset. You wanted that, too; it was a beautiful dream.

Sweeter Than Honey by @foreverindreamlandd

Pairing: Mechanic!Bucky x Fem!Personal Assistant!Reader Summary: It's your first international trip working for bestselling author Tony Stark as his new personal assistant, and you're desperate to prove yourself worthy of such an incredible opportunity. But when things start to go wrong whilst staying in Dublin, and suddenly you're stuck in the middle of the Wicklow Mountains with a flat tire, you're convinced that you'll be fired before the day is over. Luckily, a handsome, blue-eyed mechanic with an accent that makes your insides melt comes just in time to save the day.

Their other series are also *chefs kiss* -> go read the rest of @foreverindreamlandd's series

Love at First Grade by @buckysimp101

Pairing: Single Dad!Bucky Barnes x Single Mom!Reader;  Teacher!Bucky x CEO!Reader

Summary: When father and first grade teacher Bucky Barnes ends up with Avery L/N in his class, the daughter of the “ruthless” CEO of L/N Enterprises, he's in for a surprise that's sure to change his life.

Teacher's Favorite AU by @suitk0via

Pairing: Dad!Bucky x Teacher!Reader

Summary: You are first grade teacher and Bucky is a single dad who wants to be involved with everything his little girl - Elaine - does. He’s the dad all the parent’s and faculty drool over. You quickly become Elaine's favorite teacher and Bucky's just gotta meet you.

The Heart is a Deep Ocean by @dreamlessinparis

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary: Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.

Something Domestic by @fandoms-writings

Pairing: ex-military amputee!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Needing an escape from the loud and busy city life, Bucky comes to stay with you on your little farm. He didn’t expect you, a hardworking and beautiful woman with struggles of your own, to take his breath away and make life a little less dreary.

Labyrinth by @frostironfudge

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader, (Modern AU)

Summary: labyrinth (noun), a complicated set of paths and passages, through which it is difficult to find your way. Bucky and You would do anything for Steve and Wanda, your respective best friends. In an attempt to avoid a tradition Steve and Wanda come up with a lie involving their best friends.  A lie, that involves building a labyrinth. Bucky and You begin to build but will you two find your way out or be caught in it?

nostalgia for the new by @real-jane

pairing: bucky barnes x female!reader shield agent

summary: bucky meets you because of your exquisite taste in music, and he finds in you a solace he didn't realize was possible. you create for bucky something he's never found before: nostalgia for a time that hasn't happened yet, and hope for a future where he might be loved.

The Thrill of the Hunt by @rookthorne

Pairing: Scare Actor!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

The ancient game of cat and mouse, a fight for survival between a predator and their prey, wasn’t a new phenomenon – it had been practised for centuries and it was an art that very, very few perfected. For years you had chased the craving to find someone that had mastered the art of the hunt, and for Halloween, you had gone all out and visited a haven unlike any other.  It was there that you found your match.  Cloaked in nothing but black and shrouded in a sense of lethality, you would have to run from this shadow in an adrenaline fuel haze unlike any other. A chase for the ages, the very one you desired.  And if he caught you, your world would end as you knew it.

Ongoing fics

Honey Girl by @violentdelightsandviolentends

Pairing: Dad'sBestFriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader - soulmate au

Summary: The Universe shows you your soulmate when it feels like you need them most. When you least expect it, you're given yours - Bucky Barnes. Your Dad's best friend. You can try to refuse it all you like; but the universe wants what it wants. There's no denying fate.

After all those years by @ziawbarnes

Pairing: AU Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Peggy and Steve's wedding in Mexico takes an unexpected turn when you and Bucky, who initially couldn't attend, end up joining the celebration. With no available rooms, Bucky becomes your roommate for ten days, leading to unexpected adventures and new connections.

Fresh Start by @nicoline1998enilocin (on hiatus but I love)

Pairing: Teacher!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Summary: In this universe you can explore the story between Bucky Barnes as a middle school teacher, and Y/N with her son Luca. They just moved to the other side of the country, and have decided to completely start over their lives. On the first day at his new school, Luca quickly befriends his new teacher, and Y/N can't help but take a liking to him as well.

A Past Encounter by @majesty-madness

Summary: Being in a relationship with Bucky, Y/N prided herself on knowing him quite well but when she’s accidentally teleported back to the 1940's, Y/N discovers that there is a whole other Bucky that she has yet to meet. The sweet flirt that had everything going for him before his unfortunate capture by HYDRA.

Neighbors by @writerlyhabits

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader

Summary: You get to know your neighbor across the hall, James.

Unexpected by @repressedqueen

Paring: SexWorker!Bucky x reader

Summary: After a crazy night out celebrating your birthday, somehow you ended up outside a brothel debating on whether it was time for you to finally have sex or not.

My Little Love by @crazyunsexycool

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced Fem! Reader

Dr. Feelgood by @endless-summer-soldier

pairing: Surgeon!Bucky x SurgicalIntern!Reader

summary: Y/N has a one night stand with a handsome stranger the night before starting her new job as a surgical intern. Little does she know, the handsome stranger also happens to be her new boss

Untitled Single Dad!Bucky Fic by @angie-likes-to-art

Pairing: Teacher!Reader x Single Dad!Bucky

Summary: You made a promise to yourself to not sleep with any parents before starting teaching, little did you know the guy you slept with two days before is the dad of your cutest student.

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@jobean12-blog

@navybrat817

@coffeecatsandcandles

@metalbuckaroo

@wkemeup

@nickfowlerrr

I love and appreciate all of you 💕 thank you for all your hard work 🥰

Happy Reading!

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(Dividers by saradika)

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Muddled Waters 2

No tag lists. Do not send asks or DMs about updates. Review my pinned post for guidelines, masterlist, etc.

Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, blood, violence,, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: your boss has a dangerous secret.

Character: Nick Fowler (mob au)

Please comment and reblog if it’s not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved.

Your shift goes as usual. You make drinks to order and bring them out to the tables, or to set in the windows set into the walls of the private rooms. Those are for the more exclusive patrons, the ones who remain mostly faceless. The Sapphire is as close to a speakasy as you’d find in this century.

As you bring out a single scotch and place it on the ledge of the order window, a voice intone from the other side.

“Pardon me,” the English lilt wafts through, “your boss wouldn’t happen to be in house?”

You pull back your hand and consider the question. The customers in the rooms never talk to you. No thank yous, no pleases, no special orders. Those all come through the screen in the back which lists their demands; no olives, extra salt, double vodka...

“No, sir, I’m sorry, he’s not in,” you reply.

“Pity,” he remarks and a hand reaches to take the glass. “You will let him know I was here. In Room Four.”

“I’ll mention it. Would there be a name I should give him?”

“He will know,” he returns and footsteps scuff away from the window. Right.

You’re somewhat used to the cryptic. As nice as Nick can be, he isn’t always straightforward. The establishment does give you reason to bat an eye but for the most part, your pay stubs keep your gaze in the other direction.

You return to the kitchen and work at cleaning the used glasses brought by the singular busboy. You don’t know his name and he doesn’t talk. He always has earbuds in and only puts bins of dishes in the wash tray.

To say the operation is minimal is an understatement. Yet there is never more demand than you can meet. It makes you wonder how Nick breaks even with such a limited audience. Especially with the grade of ingredients he gets in. You never worked at a bar that didn’t water down their liquor now and again.

The night comes to an end and the lights dim as the bar closes up. The busboy clears the rooms and locks the front door. You leave the glasses in sparkling rows on the shelves and a bin of dishcloths to have washed the next day. You place away a few stray bottles then wipe down the counters.

“You’re here late,” Nick’s voice startles you and you hiss, looking up at him from the edge of your vision.

“Cleaning up,” you say and toss the cloth with the rest. “Just finishing now.”

“Mm,” he nods and hooks his thumbs in his belt loops, “you wouldn’t happen to have time to make me something, would ya? I’ll keep it simple.”

You withhold a sigh. Or maybe a yawn. Your eyes tingle and you shrug, “sure, what do you want?”

“Rye and coke,” he answers as he approaches the island and crosses his arms over the top, leaning on the stainless steel.

You swiftly gather everything you need and put together the simple drink. You set it before him and return all you disturbed back to its rightful place. You face him as he raises the glass and considers the dark elixir.

“Oh, er, someone asked for you,” you untie your apron and fold it over the bin meant for tomorrow’s laundry.

“Someone did? Was she pretty?” He winks.

You shake your head, “no. It was a man. He was in Room Four. That’s what he told me to tell you.”

“Room Four,” he repeats and puts the brim to his lips, taking a slow draw. His cheeks dimple before he pulls it away. “Noted.”

You nod at his strange reaction. Almost none at all. You check the time and drag your hands over your head.

“Well, I’m going to head home,” you say, “if that’s okay?”

“Quitting time,” he says coolly, his eyes stuck on the cabinet, a squiggle in his forehead. “Go on, get some sleep, sweetheart.”

“You too,” you shoot back. “Look like you need it.”

You pass him and he stands, turning to watch you, “hey, what does that mean?”

“Nothing, just... look tired.”

“Thanks, sweetheart,” he scoffs.

You go through to the backroom and grab your jacket and purse. It’s not really a strange night. A few out-of-the-ordinary occurrences, but nothing worrying. The man in Room Four and Nick’s late-night appearance; it’s not really a pattern.

You glance back at the kitchen door before you leave. You head out the back and walk down the next street. You approach your car parked by the curb, the rush hour jam keeping you from finding a closer spot. You take out your keys and they jangle loudly as your footsteps echo.

As you shove your keys into the slot, you’re suddenly taken off your feet, a blunt force jarring your wrist as your fingers catch in the keyring. You hit the ground with wheeze and roll across the stray pebbles as you hug your chest. You can’t breathe.

“Look, honey,” the British voice hisses through the night, “I didn’t wanna bring you into this but I needa send a message.” A figure straddles you on their knees, holding you down by your neck. “Not much, you’ll live...” you hear a metallic shing, “bit of blood is all.”

You feel a piercing pain just below your neck, right at the small dip of your collar bone. You cry out as the metal slices down your chest and easily through your shirt. Your skin parts with the fabric as you vibrate in agony.

“Get... off,” you cough out as you regain your breath. “Please...”

“Shh, honey,” he takes the knife away and smears his hand over your chest, your warm blood spreading under his rough palm, “I just want him to see you painted up nice for him.” He drags his hand over your face, the metallic scent staining your nose and lips. “Mm, you are a pretty thing, too.”

The man wiggles his hips lasciviously before he pushes himself off of you. He stands and you cover your ragged skin with your hands and whine, sobs rising from the pain hewn into your flesh. There’s a noise, something distant, maybe a door, and the man’s silhouette strolls off, whistling into the night.

Another set of footfalls approach you as you writhe on the ground. You don’t understand what happened. Why did that man do this to you? You can’t move. You can’t think. You just can’t.

The street light flickers as someone steps around the front of your car.

“Shit,” Nick rushes over and falls to his knees beside you, “shit, sweetheart, I shouldn’t have let you come out here alone. I shoulda knew...”

“Why?” You babble as your blood seeps between your fingers, “why, Nick?”

You squeeze your eyes shut and bawl. He slides his arms under you and lifts you as you exclaim. He hushes you as he holds you against his chest.

“It hurts,” you whimper.

“I got you, sweetheart,” he rasps, “I got you.”

[navybrat817]

Bouncer!Jax and Bouncer!Ari. Raymond Smith. Nick Fowler (c'mon, hes clearly the friends hubby boss). Dark!Bucky Barnes as a club owner (Mob ties? Maybe?). Steve is there as well (Associate as well? Bartender?👀👀). Navy, you are seriously trying to kill us? I have a fur baby to take care of!

Nonnie, I would go into this club and never leave. Bring your fur baby with you.

Steve is an enforcer of sorts (you could call him an associate 😉).

Hal would be a charming bartender.

Love and thanks! ❤️

[sstan-hoe]

◇ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜 ◇

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — mob!nick fowler × fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — nick promised you'd go shopping after you had to punish him for missing yet another date of yours and in a certain store he can't control himself anymore

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, kinda public sex, fingering, p in v (wrap it before you tap it), slight gagging, wife kink, a teeny tiny bit of brat taming

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — reblog, comment or/and follow | well what should I say? I hope you like the smut

“Nick? Nick! Where are you, you promised you would come shopping with me!” you called through the apartment.

After Nick came late to yet another date of yours you punished him – in a sexual way – and it resulted in him taking you shopping or promising. 

You huffed as you walked towards his office, Nick had been cooped up all morning but now it was time to get out and if you had to drag him out you would. He promised you a shopping tour and unknown to him he needed new suits given the last three came back soaked in blood which would not get out.

Without knocking you pushed the door of his office open, “hello Mr. Fowler, I think you have an urgent meeting to get to,” you said, stalking over to your husband.

His face hung over a lot of papers, and he only lifted his head after you ran your fingers through his hair and gripped him by the roots. “You promised, Nicky,” you whined which caused him to smirk.

“I’ll sign one last paper and then we will go, yeah?” he gently took your hand from his hair and kissed your knuckles.

You lowered your head, “fine…be late and I will get the ropes again,” you whispered the last part into his ear.

Trying to pull your hand away, Nick gripped it tighter, “do not forget who’s in charge here, peach,” he growled, causing goosebumps to line up your neck.

The dominance in your relationship was in a healthy balance, when you had sex, it was mostly Nick who took the reign as you were often too shy but sometimes you would dominate him. For the other part of your relationship, it was often you who bossed Nick around.

“Be on time and I won’t forget,” you smirked, pressing a kiss to his cheek before leaving his office with swaying hips.

Nick watched you leave and shook his head at your actions, you were truly made for him.

Ten minutes later Nick entered the living room where you were already waiting for him in your skin-tight red dress and black Louboutin heels.

His eyes almost fell out at how beautiful you looked, “look at my beautiful wife,” he commented, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you against his chest. “Think you get out of this by complimenting me?” you eyed him suspiciously.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, peach,” Nick chuckled and got his wallet from his pocket putting it in your palm.

You smirked at him letting the wallet fall into your purse before interlocking your fingers with his. Nick led you out of the apartment to his car.

He opened the door for you and helped you climb in before closing it behind you. You loved his gentleman manner.

Your husband drove you to a shopping mile filled with expensive shops, cafés and more. As he parked you started telling him your checklist, “we need three new suits for you, you can choose the brand but it gotta be three blue, dark blue. Then I need a new dress, a few new sets of underwear after someone destroyed them-,” “not sorry for that-,” “and then a new pair of jeans.”

The car was parked by Nick who turned around to face you, “that all?” he asked with a smirk. Rolling your eyes with a smile you were well aware that he made fun of you, swapping his chest when you got out of the car.

The first stop was for Nick’s suits, and he chose Armani – as always. “Why does it always have to be Armani?” you questioned as you entered the store.

“Would you like me to wear something else?” Nick asked back which had you raising your chin, “you don’t answer a question with a question, but for your information. I liked the Prada suit you wore on our honeymoon.”

A smirk played on his lips, “our honeymoon was five years ago…you still remember what I wore?” Now he was teasing you.

“See what good of a wife I’m?” you huffed while looking at the different colours, then two arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you against Nick’s chest. He nuzzled his nose into the nape of your neck, “you’re the best wife, I don’t even know what I did to deserve you,” he kissed your delicate skin.

“Good save,” you said with a smirk and stopped at a dark blue suit, “try on this one,” you ordered and gave him the suit.

Nick followed your order and vanished behind the curtain, the suit would probably need a bit of adjustment but that was the littlest problem. He then stepped out and your eyes almost fell out at how good he looked.

“Is the arm length okay?” you asked as you inspected the sleeve, “it’s good, but I believe the pants are a bit too long.”

Nodding you kneeled down and turned over the end, “better?” you asked, looking up at him.

Nick looked down at you and had a hard time not falling on his knees, you were beautiful down there and the way your eyes looked up at him had his cock throbbing.

“Yeah,” he said with a shaky breath which you didn’t notice. “Good, then we will let them adjust it, do you want to try on the two others? I mean it seems silly as they’re all the same color…,” you weren’t sure if it was the right decision, after all the other two suits could work out differently for him.

“It’s fine, if they don’t fit in the end then I’ll get them tailored again,” he said without a care in the world which had you shrugging. “Okay, if you say so.”

“Now where to?” Nick asked, holding out his arm for you as you both stepped out of the store.

“Victoria Secret,” you stated and his eyes lit up, your expression fell as you realized what was running through his mind, “no,” you instantly said, holding your finger up.

You couldn’t have sex in a changing room again, last time you were too close to getting caught and you would not risk getting kicked out of a store. Nick pouted, but you kept your face straight, he smirked and turned away from you.

“Did you hear me? Nick…,” “I heard you, don’t worry peach.” Internally you groaned, he was not going to listen to you.

The two of you entered the store and almost in the same second all women looked at you, all of them were here alone while you stood here…with your husband. Some didn’t even spare you a glance and only looked at Nick while others looked jealous and only two women looked like they were happy for you.

You strolled through the rows of braw, thongs, pajamas and more with no exact imagination of what you would want to try on. A few colours flew around in your mind, but none stuck permanently.

Nick turned a corner and began looking on his own, if he didn’t know what you’d like he wouldn’t look.

His eyes catched a baby blue set of lingerie, it looked like a little dress. The front had little flowers, in the middle was a small corset, a skirt with transparent fabric flowed above the thong.

Taking the set from the wall Nick brought it to you with excitement pouring from his gaze.

You were inspecting a red lace bra without pads as Nick popped up in front of you, your eyes widened, “yes…?” you drawled when you saw the way he watched you. He had hid the set behind him to make sure you wouldn’t see it right away.

“What do you think?” he held up the lingerie and your thoughts began to form. “It’s very pretty, I like it,” you agreed and turned to look at the bras.

Nick laid the set over his arm and continued looking at different sets of lingerie, he found another baby blue set, a black one and peach coloured one which he all brought to you. All of them were approved by you, “if only you were this excited when we picked out new suits.”

It was true, Nick hated shopping for suits instead he preferred shopping lingerie, dresses, pants or tops with you however lingerie was his favourite

You yourself had found a wine red and magenta coloured set, having now six sets you walked towards the changing room with Nick in tow, “stay outside,” you warned him before taking the sets with and vanishing behind the curtain.

Defeated, Nick took a seat in a black armchair, leaned back and legs spread wide, his cheek propped on his thumb and pointer finger.

First you put on the baby blue that Nick showed you at the beginning, pulling the curtain aside you revealed yourself to him.

Nick poked his tongue to the side of his cheek, looking you up and down slowly with lust-filled eyes. Oh, how bad he wanted to push you against the wall, kiss down your body until he reached your cunt, how bad he wanted to taste you and ruin you for everyone to hear…let them know you were his.

However he had to listen to you, as much as he loved your punishments, something told him that he wouldn’t enjoy this one as much as the other.

The expression on Nick’s face had you smirking, it showed you how bad he wanted to rip it off of you and fuck you. This one would definitely land in the shopping cart. You closed the curtain again and changed into the pink set you picked.

Normally pink wasn’t on your favourites list, blue or red yes, but pink never really stuck out…until this one.

It was completely made of lace and instead of a low waist thong it was high waist and covered more than the average, at the same time however it left nothing to the imagination and still teased the one lusting for you.

You slid the curtain aside. Nick cursed under his breath as he laid eyes on you, he rarely saw you in pink but he loved seeing you in it. The dark magenta colour made your skin glow.

Nick stood up and walked towards, an expression on his face that could be compared to a lion hunting his prey. You took a step back and hit the wall behind you, Nick came closer and closer until he stood right in front of you. He closed the curtain, then turned back to you.

“Nick,” your breath hitched in your throat, “I told you, I don’t think this is a good idea,” “I’m going to fuck every coherent thought out of your pretty head because the only thing you should be thinking about is how good you feel with my cock inside of you.” God, his dirty mouth would be the death of you.

You couldn’t believe this, how could lingerie have this effect on him? But you also couldn’t deny that the way he looked at you turned you on and the thought of getting caught made it even more exciting.

His hands roamed your body, squeezing your breast, rolling his hips against your crotch. With his left hand he held your throat to keep your eyes on him while his right hand trailed down to your cunt.

Sliding his middle and pointer finger beneath the fabric he snapped it against your mound. A shuddering breath slipped from your mouth as it hit your sensitive skin.

You were still a little sore from last night, but you wouldn’t stop Nick, you couldn’t. Your body didn’t let you, however given the fact you had known Nick for years you were well aware how quick he would lose control with you.

“Nick, don’t-,” you plead was cut off by him stroking your folds, “you’re so wet peach…for someone who didn’t want me to fuck her in a changin room you’re quite response.”

Goddamn, you just wanted to keep him from destroying the lingerie - even if it would be an accident, he always found a way. Ripping them apart or covering them in his sperm which in 8 out of 10 times wasn’t coming out.

He dipped his two fingers into your leaking hole, normally he would start with one finger but right now he was too impatient and - “slipping right in with my fingers huh? You’re already so wet for me,” he teased your inner walls, curling them inside you.

“Nick, don't-,” again he cut off by pressing his fingertips against your velvet walls. “Peach, you don't need to deny it…I know you want this, now be a good little wife and take what I give,” Nick growled against the shell of your ear. A shiver ran down your spine, his voice had a magical effect on you.

Your hands took hold of his shoulders for support, you kept one hand there while the other gripped into his short hair. You pulled his head back, “do not destroy this set or you won’t get your good little wife for two weeks,” you whispered back which had him smirking.

He pulled his hand from you, with his thumb he parted your lips and pushed his two fingers coated with your glistening juice inside your mouth to gag you.

“Oh, peach…be quiet. Remember who’s in charge here, you wanna be a brat? Then you will be treated accordingly, you know I will not hesitate to punish you right here. I told you to be a good little wife,” he tone was demanding and reminded you who was in charge. Nick pushed his fingers down your throat, the sound of your gagging causing his cock to twitch.

By now it was impossible to control himself in any form, he shoved the thong down your knees impatiently. You fell into submission and undid his belt, letting his pants fall down.

He stroked his cock and lined it up with your entrance. Your moans were muffled thanks to your husband gagging you, his thick cock stretched your cunt. Endorphins filled your veins at the feeling of being filled to the brim.

There was no time, he didn’t give you a second to adjust to his thickness, his size…. “One would think I'd have your cunt worn out by now, but look at you peach! Tight as a fucking virgin," the brunette gritted through his clenched teeth as he rutted his hips into you.

It was hard to keep the moans down, the fingers of Nick helping however. Low groans from him consumed the little room as you squeezed him tight.

A familiar knot builds up in your stomach, a welcomed feeling. The pleased feeling that would soon over take your bed and fill your head with pure bliss. With the tip of his cock Nick hit your sweet spot without any issues, he knew your body too well.

“I know you're about to cum peach, then be a good wife and cum,” he commanded. Relieved washed over you as he allowed you to cum, you doubted that you would have been able to hold it.

A loud yet muffled cry filled the changing room, the way you squeezed him when you came and the sounds that mixed through had Nick explode.

With a low groan he let his head fall down on your shoulder as he spilled his seed inside you, painting you spongy walls. God, how much loved to mark you as his, let everyone in the damn store know who you belong to…to whom he belongs.

Slowly he retrieved from your sore hole, leaving a white line behind. He got on his knees and admired your mound, your cum mixed with his and how it slowly leaked from you.

Not wasting a second he pulled out his phone and snapped a picture, “this one will be added to the collection,” he smiled proudly. At this you could only roll your eyes.

“Do you know how classic a changing room is?” you asked him in disbelief while taking wet wieso from your purse – with a man like Nick they come in handy often. “You're gonna take that number?” he asked with an innocent expression.

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How is September already?! Let's not dwell on that, instead, focus on these fabulous writers and stories I had the pleasure of reading throughout August 🌻

As always, the majority of these stories contain 18+ content, please check all warnings, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Please make sure you reblog these stories and give the writers the love they deserve 🩷

Ari Levinson ✨

Playing with fire by @flordeamatista

bodyguard!ari levinson x mafia!princess reader

Diplomatic negotiations by @oh-my-damn

Teacher!Ari Levinson x Student!Reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

On my mind by @targaryenvampireslayer

Best friend Bucky Barnes x female reader

Only the two of us by @barnesafterglow

tfatws!bucky x fem!reader

Aroma by @navybrat817

Florist!Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Soother by @kinanabinks

Scientist!Bucky x Sex Worker!Reader

Dirty little secret by @vellicore

DBF!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Heart talk by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x reader

Passionate negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer

Mob boss!Bucky Barnes x female reader

Bell pepper by @bi-disaster-yn

Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Eddie Munson ✨

Made for me by @lilacletter

Eddie Munson x reader

Bring me a dream by @cursedyuta

eddie munson x reader

Under your skin by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader (Tattoo!Artist!Eddie AU)

Joel Miller ✨

Take it slow by @eupheme

joel miller x f!reader

Nick Fowler ✨

His by @jobean12-blog

Nick Fowler x reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

x by @lunarbuck

Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)

Steve Rogers ✨

Fragile by @syntheticavenger

Dark! Alpha Steve Rogers x Female Reader

His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Multiple characters ✨

Built differently by @rookthorne

Fireman!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader x Fireman!Steve Rogers

Secret ingredient by @straywords

Dark! PTA Dads! Stucky x Teacher! Reader

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Clockwork AU

— Mob Boss!Prime Alpha!Nick Fowler x Omega!Reader

— Written by @sgt-seabass

Software/Tools used - Adobe Photoshop

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Just spreading the love over here

That's definitely the look of someone who's angry. But who is he mad at and why?

Warnings: Implied violence, Kidnapping, Talk of cheating. Please let me know if I missed any!

Even before he's fully awake, Andy knows he's in trouble. His head is throbbing and the last thing he remembers is leaving your apartment and putting his wedding ring back on before you woke up. He was glad to have found a way out of spending more time with you. But then there was a thump on the back of his head.

His eyes aren't open but he feels the restraints around his arms and ankles, fastening him to a chair. He isn't gagged, though, so they clearly expect a conversation. This isn't a ransom situation, it's an interrogation. Well he's not an assistant DA for nothing. He can talk himself out of this easily enough.

"We know you're awake, Barber. Open your eyes and let's get this conversation started."

Andy complies and sees two of Fowler's top lieutenants glaring at him. Curtis "The Axe" Everett and James "Winter Soldier" Barnes. Two of the most dangerous men in the city.

"What is this about?" he sneers. "You know your boss doesn't allow you to touch government officials without good cause. And I know you don't have that."

"Does Laurie know about your girlfriend?" Barnes' tone is as icy as his nickname.

"And before you try to say you don't have one," Everett interjects. "Remember who you're talking to."

Andy bites back a rude comment. Fowler's gang wasn't the biggest but it was the strongest and the richest because they invested in information. Where other mobs would resort to violence as a first choice, Fowler saw the wisdom in blackmail and bribery instead.

"So what if I have a sidepiece?" he argues. "What's that got to do with your boss? You know his rules. I'm off limits!"

"We have Nick's blessing," Barnes tells him. "Because if you can't trust a man to keep his promises to his wife, how can you trust him to keep his promises to you?"

"Business is different," Andy tries to argue but his voice is dry.

"Not when it comes to family," Everett counters.

"And definitely not when it comes to the court of public opinion," Barnes adds. "What would the public think if their DA---"

"Assistant DA," Curtis interjects, eyes never leaving Andy. They all know it's a sore spot for Andy that he's not the District Attorney.

"Right, what would the public think if their assistant DA was cheating on his wife? How could such a man properly represent them in court? Your political career would go up in smoke."

Andy is fuming but he can't think of a way out of this. Fowler's backing was his only chance but now that he knows that's gone, he's grasping at straws.

"What's the cost?" he finally grumbles.

"You and your wife are moving to a lovely little town on the opposite side of the country," Barnes starts. "That program she works for is opening a new branch there and you, being a good, loving husband, are going to support her and move with her to the new location."

"I'll be starting over!"

"But with a good record," Barnes counters. "That's the final gift from Fowler for your years of help."

"If you refuse, or if you ever step foot in this city again, though," Everett growls, "and you'll find yourself physically, financially, and politically ruined."

"I understand," Andy scowls. "Now let me go so I can get the good news from my wife about our move."

"Glad to see that jackass gone," Curtis says.

"Can you believe he didn't even ask if he could say goodbye to our girl?" Bucky adds.

"I know. She deserves so much better than him."

"And she'll get it."

"She's gonna be hurting for awhile, but we'll help her through it."

"And treat her like the angel she is."

Tagging: @alicedopey; @darsynia; @delicatebarness; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @irishhappiness; @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory; @lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly; @stellar-solar-flare; @thiquefunlover63

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- Partition I Nick Fowler -

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☽ prologue

☽ the new beginning

☽ sugar daddy

☽ betrayal

☽ first kiss

☽ warning

☽ first day

☽ sleeping alone

☽ just a moment

☽ bring it over my place

☽ I didin’t want to say what he told me

☽ you keep your life between your lips

☽ memories and wounds

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Too many beds made me laugh 🤣. Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss. I’m picturing a new agent getting the wrong guy and now her boss has to deal with it. The mob boss is Nick Fowler

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

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Muddled Waters 1

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Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: your boss has a dangerous secret.

Character: Nick Fowler (mob au)

Please comment and reblog if it’s not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved.

You skewer candied cherries on a long toothpick and balance them over a martini glass. The deep blue drink with a layer of foam is perfectly aligned with the crystal brim. You stand straight as you top off the last of the drinks, a new batch for the waiting customers.

You put the small silver measuring cup aside and nearly cry out as the silhouette hovering in the corner of your vision moves. You touch your chest in surprise as you face Nick with a bashful smile. You didn’t even know he was around that day. Lately, he’s been absent more than not.

“Oh, hi,” you laugh at yourself, “I didn’t hear you...”

“I have a bad habit of that,” he grins, “some have compared me to a cat.”

You tilt your head, “some? You mean, me?”

He shrugs, “was that you?

“Maybe,” you turn and carefully move the stemmed glasses to a tray.

“New flavour?” He nears and stands close. You can smell his cedar cologne.

“Blueberry,” you explain, “bit sweet for my tastes but it fits the season.”

“Ah, sounds interesting,” he reaches and takes one of the glasses and you gasp.

“Nick!” You turn to him and he grins as he sips, the foam clinging to his top lip. He hums as he removes the toothpick from across the rim and nibbles off one of the cherries.

“Tasty,” he commends.

“Why-- Now I’ll to make another.”

“They can wait. It’s more than worth it,” he assures, still standing close as he slurps.

You work in the warmth of his looming proximity. He’s never had much of a personal bubble. Working behind a bar, you’ve grown used to being crowded. You measure and pour and muddle. You garnish and set the drink to replace the one your boss took.

“Right, ready,” you declare.

“Here, let me get those,” he slides the tray across the counter before you can react.

“No, you don’t have to--”

“I want to. Boss man’s gotta do some work around here,” he scoffs and lifts the tray. “You take a load off, sweetheart, I need those hands well-rested. No one else has that magic touch.”

You tisk and shake your head. He can be ridiculous. You won’t complain, he’s the least uptight boss you’ve had. The place isn’t too bad. Upscale with well-tipping patronage. It’s not your typical bar. Most of your work is done behind a wall as the customers drink in private rooms or in the common room where refined jazz wafts through the dim air. The whole place drips of exclusivity.

You clean up and wipe the counter before you wash your hands. Another order appears on the screen. Customers order on a sleek touchscreen, unbothered by servers amid their hushed conversations. You assume they are the types with private jets and luxurious yachts. Of course, they’re too special to drink like normal people.

You start up the next order. Spiced apple cider. A classic though it’s not often ordered. Two to put up. You mix the drinks in mason jars with thick handles. You finish them each with a cinnamon stick.

“Ready to go?” Nick has you squeaking again.

“God,” you throw your hands up and laugh, “how do you keep doing that?”

“Hey, not my fault. You’re in the zone. You know, you get all squinty,” he makes a face, “it’s like the whole world doesn’t exist. Makes me feel a bit small.”

“Mm, well, I guess you’re right. I should pay more attention to my surroundings,” you lift the mugs, “I got these, Nick.”

“It’s no problem, one of my buddies,” he wraps his hands around the jars, “been a while since I’ve seen him.”

“Oh, okay then,” you let him take the cups.

“Take it easy. You do too much.”

You smile tightly and lean on the counter. He goes and you turn around to tidy again. You can be precise. You like a clean station. You’ve worked with too many people who leave the bartop littered in lime peel and broken toothpicks. You can’t make a good drink if you’re working in filth.

But it isn’t just your work. You try not to let the personal seep in but you can’t help who you are. Things should be just so. Books should be lined up and sorted alphabetically and the dishes should be stacked neatly, and the carpet can’t be crooked.

You exhale and run your hands over your apron. Most people might envy your boss for his high company and exorbitant wealth, you just covet his coolness. He’s never bothered by much.

“Sweetheart,” he enters, this time with fair warning. You look up at his pet name. He always calls you that. “What’s that chocolate one you did last time?” He snaps his fingers, “you know, it was kinda creamy--”

“Brandy Alexander,” you answer, “yeah, uh, we’re out of dark creme de cacao. I put it on the inventory.”

“Inventory,” he nods and his blue eyes flick away guiltily, “yeah, I was supposed to do that.”

You cross your arms, “yeah, you were.”

“Sorry, sweetheart, I swear, I thought of it,” he crinkles his nose, “but it must’ve slipped my mind.”

“Mhmm,” you sniff, “well, you have been busy. I didn’t even know you were in town.”

He looks up and his cheek dimples. His gaze falls back on you, “lots of running around. Sorry, sweetheart, if it was up to me, I’d be right here, tasting all your delights.”

You nearly snort but instead just furrow your brow.

“What?” He asks.

“Nothing,” you shrug and turn away, the screen showing another order. “Sometimes... the way you say things...”

He chuckles and leans his elbow on the counter, “I do like to choke on my own foot.”

“You know, I said before, I could make time for inventory. I don’t mind making orders--”

“Don’t bother,” he cuts your offer short, “I know people. I can take care of it. I’ll make a few calls tonight.” He stays as he is, angled against the counter as he watches you. He rests his chin on his knuckles and you glance over as you squeeze a lime dry.

“What?” You ask as you measure out the juice.

“How’d you learn to do all this?” He asks.

“I took a few courses, worked a few dives,” you say, “did a gig on a cruise ship. You know, you figure it out.”

“And you enjoy it?” He says, “I mean, I can tell you do.”

“It keeps my hands moving and my head from racing,” you explain as you mix the drink in a shaker.

“Sounds amazing,” he stands straight, “sooner or later, I need to find something to keep me busy. Something that doesn’t make me crazy.”

You garnish and he swipes up the glass before you can stop him.

“Well, you might just have a calling as a waiter,” you say sarcastically as you wipe your hands on a towel.

“I don’t know about that,” he grins, “I’m not much for taking orders.”