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ramp-it-up · 4 months ago

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Knock You Down

Summary: James Bucky Barnes is an avowed bachelor and one night stand artist. But when he meets you, he finds out that sometimes love comes around, and it knocks you down.

Word count: less than 2K

Pairing: Art Dealer (mob boss) Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: This fic was in part inspired by Seb Stan's latest pics and this press run 🫠, and partially inspired by an old song by some problematic people, lol. This is the result. As usual, I am Basil Exposition, so this is broken into parts. Part II is already in the queue and will be posted on Friday, 10/11.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Read at your own risk. Slow burn, cursing, mutual pining, Bucky the player, wild thoughts, kisses on the hand and the cheek. No sex!

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"Won't see it coming when it happens. But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now."

Bucky always scoffed at Steve’s advice. He and Sam never understood his solitary bachelorhood and his one night stand lifestyle.

The truth was, he hadn’t met anyone who held his interest enough to warrant a second date, much less anything beyond one casual hookup. So, he never made promises that he couldn’t keep, and most women said they were down for that.

Even if they were lying to themselves.

At 42, James Buchanan Barnes was too dedicated to his business, ostensibly as an art dealer, for a serious relationship. The truth was that he dealt in many things, and that was why his business needed so much attention.

His life and everyone’s around him depended on it.

Bucky Barnes wasn’t going to get caught slipping.

In love or in business.

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The first time you met James Buchanan Barnes, on what you thought would be a random Monday afternoon, he appraised you in a way that shook you to the core, those ocean blue eyes looking into your soul. You felt as if he were evaluating a piece of art as he gazed at you across his desk.

You couldn’t know that he felt the exact same way.

His eyes never strayed from your face as he shook your hand, but he’d noticed every bit of you as you entered his gallery, Rebirth. You were more stunning than any piece of art that he’d ever curated in the space.

While nothing like his normal type, you made Bucky feel as if he’d been so wrong about so much in his life the moment you entered his orbit. He had to get to know you to find what he’d been missing.

This afternoon you were a sight to behold and serving body. Although you were covered from neck to shin in an elegant sheath dress, the high, wrapped waist was giving all of your bounteous curves up to whoever glanced at you. And you had heads turning.

Steve, Sam, and even Natasha craned their necks to watch you as you entered Bucky’s office. And he could have sworn that Nat’s neck was at a 90 degree angle as she watched you leave her desk just outside his door.

You were fine as hell.

Bucky was entranced by dreams of handling your curves and making you smile at him forever.

As Bucky dreamed, you admired the man in front of you. Tall, dark, and handsome, Barnes wasn’t a young man, but the gray in his beard and the crinkles around his eyes made him that much more attractive.

Even more attractive than in the paparazzi pics of him with various young models and actresses of the moment, waifs and ingénues with whom he was never photographed twice.

You just knew you were safe from any advances from him.

You thought.

“Enchanté, Ms. Y/LN. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Bucky lowered his head as he greeted you, a slight bow and extended his hand to his desk. You noticed the tattoo that started on his hand and seemed to go up his sleeve and went in the direction he pointed.

"You know, you are quite tenacious. I don’t take many meetings with potential buyers. But all of my people told me that I should.”

The silk of his voice, the unexpected tenor of it, and the way he took your hand made you shiver at the aura of experience that he gave off.

The word Daddy floated around in your mind for a moment until he invited you to sit.

You had to concentrate on the business at hand, that of negotiating for a piece of art for the Art and Culture Center in Brownsville, of which you were the director. The purchase was made possible by benefactors to commemorate a deceased Brownsville artist who became famous, then forgotten, during the Harlem Renaissance.

“You’ve made it past Ms. Romanoff, my gallerist, Mr. Wilson, my business manager, and Mr. Rogers, my gallery director, Ms. Y/LN. What makes you think that I’m going to give you a different answer? Letting that piece go for the price you’ve proposed is not a good business move.”

“You can’t afford to miss out on this opportunity, Mr. Barnes. Yes, you will be taking a loss on the artwork, but you will be on the ground floor of a major rediscovery. You will be known as one of the few who helped to resurrect the brilliance of the artist Howard Benson. You can be the Alice Walker to his Zora Neale Hurston.”

And that is when Bucky leaned back in his chair, astounded at your shrewd calculation.

“I love the way your mind works, Ms. Y/LN.”

You smiled and settled back into your chair, causing Bucky to shift in his chair. He wanted to be buried in you. He appraised and decided that he liked the pout that changed your lips almost as much as the smile that initially greeted him when he replied, “But that price is still unacceptable.”

You raised an adorable eyebrow at him and rose to the challenge that he lay at your feet ready to tangle with the inimitable James Barnes. The conversation stretched from early afternoon to dinner time, making you suspect that Barnes was drawing it out for some reason. You matched him, point for point, until it was dark. But he yielded no ground.

The conversation was intellectual foreplay: art history, sociology, american politics. And it was the most stimulated you’d been in a while.

You could do this all night.

Your phone buzzed and you looked down. There were several text messages and emails lighting up your screen. You’d been in deep with Barnes for hours. It was after 6 pm. It seemed like only minutes. You noticed that it was only you and Bucky left in the gallery and rose to excuse yourself, albeit reluctantly.

“Oh! I’m sorry to keep you so long. I’m sure that you must have plans.”

You’d done your research and you knew that there was probably someone little more than half Barnes’ age waiting for him. When you searched social media, there was a sighting or spotted every month or so of Bucky and a young, beautiful woman.

You reached for your coat, but Bucky was behind you in seconds, taking it from you and helping you put it on. You shivered at his breath at your throat and his hands on your collarbone as he draped the lapels over your neck. His deep chuckle made your stomach flip. He saw right through you.

“No one is waiting for me but my cat, Alpine. How about you, Ms. YLN? Anyone waiting for you in Brownsville?”

“Not tonight. No.”

Why in the world were you doing the sultry whisper thing? This man didn’t want you.

Did he?

You cleared your throat and you felt dizzy when you looked up and saw how close he was standing to you. Those eyes and the smile that graced his handsome face had you warm, but the way he licked his lips had you spiraling.

Bucky pushed down a mild sense of panic that someone might be expecting you some other night, but that was irrational. Competition never ever entered his mind when he talked to other women.

What was happening here?

“Well I would consider myself extremely fortunate and would be honored if we could continue this conversation over dinner.”

—-

The way James Barnes turned your meeting into a dinner date had your head spinning, but the wonderful conversation and easy, light hearted banter eased your mind. As soon as the first course was served at your table at dinner at Bohemian, he agreed to your initial price.

From there, once the terms were settled, the conversation turned to more personal questions, each of you sharing the stories of your life in your town, his childhood in Romania, your childhood in Brooklyn, and lots of funny stories.

At one point early in the night, Bucky stopped you from calling him Mr. Barnes.

“Please. Call me James. Or you could call me Bucky. My Friends call me Bucky. For my middle name, Buchanan. Bucky is short for Buchanan.”

Bucky found himself rambling. He had not been this nervous in a while.

You looked at him quizzically. At that moment, he would give you anything you were about to ask of him.

“Do you have a lot of friends? I mean, do a lot of people call you Bucky?“

Godamn, the husk in your voice, those lips, those eyes. Everything about you was about to set him on fire.

“I have a few who are in my close circle. Natasha, Steve, Sam. They and a very few others call me Bucky. Most people I speak with call me Mr. Barnes...”

You nodded slowly, licking your lips, making Bucky feel it in his cock.

“Then I will call you James.”

He got your subtle meaning. You wanted to be different.

And you were. So very different.

After almost five hours of the best conversation and laughter, he proposed another time for you two to meet before the week was up, on Friday. He had made it clear at dinner that now that business was concluded that he wanted to spend time with you.

Friday night would be a date, the second one at his insistence.

You debated that fact as his driver took you home, even up until he walked you to the door of your brownstone.

He leaned against your doorframe and checked you out as you retrieved your keys from your purse. When you turned and caught him looking, you gasped, causing him to straighten up and move toward you, eyes dilated.

“It will be our second date,” you conceded.

Bucky’s mouth curled into a smirk as he grabbed your hand and lifted it to his mouth. Your soul burned as he pressed his lips to your palm. It was like the hint of a drug in your veins and you wanted so much more.

“What made you change your mind?”

That voice. Did you have a voice kink? Good lord.

You flushed, both at the images that were racing through your mind, and at the arbitrary three date rule you’d made up a while ago. Why was that again?

You cleared your throat.

“Because of the way you are looking at me, James. And the fact that you just kissed me.”

“Is this a kiss?”

“Ummhmmmm.”

You hummed as Bucky raised his eyebrow and your hand again. This time, he brushed his lips against your wrist and inhaled the perfume lingering there. You were about to melt.

Bucky didn’t even know what he was doing. The next step in his mind was to open his mouth and consume you, but he opened his eyes and spied you looking at him in that way, and he knew he had to stop. He didn’t want this to be like all of his other conquests.

He straightened up, but didn’t let go of your hand, entangling your fingers together.

“You are correct, Y/N. In my mind, this is a date. I am interested in you, for more than just your taste in art. I hope that this is the first date of many.”

You were bowled over at his straightforwardness. It was not what you were used to. This was a man, not a boy in mens clothing.

“I appreciate your honesty, James.”

You went on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, your lips lingering on the black and grey stubble so close to his lips. You turned around, giving him a view of your backside as you opened your door.

“And your ambition.”

You gave him that smile again with a wink, and your “Goodnight, James,” floated up to him on cloud nine.

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Part II here.

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lunarbuck · 1 year ago

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banner credit to the amazing/incredible/talented/perfect @jen-with-a-pen

hello hello :) Welcome to my Kinktober Masterlist! As much as I would love to do a full fic for every single day of the month, it just isn't in the cards for me.

here you'll find everything I currently have planned for kinktober <;3 Key word being planned... i reserve the right to adjust this haha I also decided to do it by week so I can have some flexibility about when I'm posting these one-shots/drabbles!

I got my prompts from the amazing kinktober list by @flightlessangelwings <3

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Please make sure to read the warnings on each individual post. your media consumption is your responsibility.

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my masterlist | @lunarbucklibrary

──── Week One ────

Love Bites

Steve Rogers x f!reader (any race)

Thigh Riding

Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)

Table Sex/Threesome/Sensory Deprivation

Stucky x f!reader (any race)

Phone Sex

Sam Wilson x f!reader (any race)

──── Week Two ────

Double Penetration

Stucky x f!reader (any race)

Formal Wear

Bucky Barnes x f!reader (any race)

Being Recorded

Steve Kemp x f!reader (any race)

Free Use

Bucky Barnes x f!reader (any race) & Steve Rogers x f!reader (any race)

──── Week Three ────

Dacryphilia

Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)

Piercings

Bucky Barnes x f!reader (any race)

Begging/CNC

Ari Levinson x f!reader (any race)

Lingerie

Loki Laufeyson x f!reader (any race)

──── Week Four ────

Face Sitting/Deep Throating

Stucky x f!reader (any race)

Cock Rings

Steve Rogers x f!reader (any race)

Fingering/Cream Pie

Ari Levinson x f!reader (any race)

Costumes

Stucky x f!reader (any race)

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lordprettyflackotara · 1 year ago

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affection || Sam Golbach || the finale

smut, 18+, minors dni, tw: sad sammy & reader, happy unrealistic ending ;)

Colby Brock was not the moron he presented himself to be.

He was well aware of the fact that people underestimated him, whether it be other creators, haters, stans, or even his friends.

Colby knew that he was known for being a silly goofball ghost hunter on the internet and with that came the unfortunate reality of never being taken serious.

The only person who he knew for a fact that would never think of him that way was his best friend, Sam Golbach.

That was until Sam started fooling around with you being Colby’s back.

Colby knew he should’ve been pissed, the mere principle of Sam sneaking around with you, his ex girlfriend, a significant sign of disrespect.

After all, he would never look at Kat that way.

So why would Sam look at you that way?

That’s when he decided to start watching more closely.

Sam Golbach was not nearly as slick as he thought he was.

When he started coming and going at odd times, Colby in truth did assume he was going on his late night runs.

At first.

That was until he started noticing how different Sam was behaving.

How his eyes glossed over whenever Colby would talk to him. How secretive and quiet he became when the discussion of women came up. Or how he refused to show Colby his phone, even to show him something as simple as a photo he took.

Colby recognized the scent of your vanilla perfume, even if you both were long broken up. It was your signature scent, and Sam started coming home reeking of it.

Which Colby wouldn’t notice, if he didn’t do the houses laundry.

Colby felt like he was growing crazy, Sam’s behavior becoming more and more drastically different.

So he started following him.

It wasn’t Colby’s proudest moment, but he was glad he did. He watched Sam buy flowers for you. Colby had no idea where you moved to after he broke up with you, but he knew you lived in an apartment near your University. Colby watched from a far as Sam came and went from a certain apartment complex with hideous brown paint on its residents doors.

He never saw you. He just couldn’t prove in any logical sense that Sam was sneaking around with you. That out of all people on the face of the planet, Sam chose his ex girlfriend.

So Colby decided to test the waters. He waited for Sam to come home one night, pushing himself into exhaustion. He decided to continue watching Shameless, spending most of the night racking his brain for a reason as to why he was up.

For a bit, Colby wasn’t even sure Sam would be coming home. He didn’t usually spend the night with you, but maybe this time he would.

Relief flushed over Colby as he heard the front door unlock.

Colby had known Sam since they were practically kids, and he recognized guilt washing over Sam’s face.

That’s when he knew.

But that wasn’t enough for Colby.

The next time Sam began to head over to your apartment, Colby followed him again. A part of him felt like a creep, stalking his best friends whereabouts. He watched Sam awkwardly stand in front of your apartment door, lost in thought as he blankly stared at the shitty brown paint.

Colby contemplated intervening right then and there.

That was, until he saw you.

You looked so much better than the last time he saw you. Your hair had grown out, your hips swaying as you hauled over your groceries to your apartment.

Colby didn’t want to be right.

He watched as Sam rushed over and helped you carry in your groceries.

Colby wasn’t a moron, but he was indecisive.

How should he handle this? He wasn’t upset about your break up anymore. Colby didn’t care that you were seeing other people, but why did that person have to be Sam? Was it just meaningless sex? How long had this been going on?

Colby was on his feet before he could stop himself. He stood in front of your front door, where he could faintly hear shuffling.

Knock knock.

The sound of your voice was all Colby needed to hear. He didn’t want Sam to know that he knew just yet, deciding to throw in the bullshit about Kat and missing you. He didn’t resent you, but he had just moved on.

When Sam returned home later that afternoon, he looked like a wounded puppy. Colby could tell he had been crying, his face tomato red and eyes still watery.

“Hey man you alright?” Colby asked cautiously. He rushed around the kitchen counter, grabbing Sam by his shoulders. He tried to meet his gaze, the blondes eyes focused on the floor.

Sam did it all for Colby. There was no sense in telling him now, he had called it off with you. He had chosen Colby over you, even if he hadn’t wanted to.

“Fine,” Sam mumbled. Colby tried to get an answer out of Sam, even if it was a lie.

“Dude you can tell me whatever it is, we’re Sam and Colby for a reason,” Colby offered. Sam briefly met his gaze, the genuine look of sadness engulfing his blue orbs.

“Not this time brother, not this time,”

Colby knew he had to fix this.

Sam’s tears made it apparent to Colby that Sam’s affair with you was far beyond just mindless sex.

Colby knew how upset Kat and his breakup had made him. He didn’t want to see him go through that all over again. You couldn’t just call this off with Sam. Not after Sam was willing to sacrifice his friendship with Colby for you.

The next day Colby made his way over to your apartment. He parked quickly, practically throwing himself out of the car. His eyes darted to your little pastel yellow bug car, boxes filling the backseat.

Oh shit.

Colby picked up the pace, sprinting over to your apartment.

He pounded on the front door, his adrenaline causing him to nearly run in place.

You opened the door hesitantly, bags hanging from under your eyes. You were a completely different person than the one Colby had seen yesterday, your face completely drained of any color. Your skin was pale, your eyes puffy, your lips cracked.

You looked like you hadn’t slept, an oversized t shirt covering your frail body.

“Now’s not a good time Colby,” You say automatically, unfazed by his unexpected presence. Colby stared down at you for a moment, blinking before responding.

“Listen to me, you can’t do this to Sam. He’s a fucking wreck,” Colby said. He pushed past you into your apartment, noticing the lack of furniture or decorations. “And you’re moving away? You’re willing to give up your entire life just to get away from him? He’s not a bad guy,” Colby argued. You stared at him blankly, dumbfounded as to why he was acting this way.

“You really are a moron. I didn’t breakup with him. He broke up with me,” You interjected. You crossed your arms, glaring at him. “So tell me Brock what exactly happened to you wanting to get back together? Did you want to two time your best friend to get back at him? I’ll tell you now i’m not a fucking toy and i won’t be apart of some scheme-” You began rambling. Colby put up his hand, signaling you to pause.

“If I wanted to seek out some weird fucking revenge, you would not be my pick of the litter, trust me,” Colby stated clearly. Your kitchen counters were squeaky clean, bare of any signs you lived there. “So then what do you want? He called this off, not me,” You replied flatly. Colby’s snarky attitude reminded you of your old relationship, the bitterness beginning to reappear.

Colby ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated. “Why would he call this affair off? After this whole time?” Colby questioned. Your hair was admittedly tangled, thrown back in a sloppy ponytail that didn’t flatter your features. You tilted your head to the side, staring curiously at the brunette you had so heavily avoided all this time.

“Once again, you’re a moron. He called it off because of you.”

“Because of me? He clearly wasn’t thinking of me when he was fucking your brains out,” Colby answered dryly. You let out a stale laugh, your bottom lip cracking slightly. “What’s so funny?” Colby questioned, becoming more frustrated by the minute. Sam was willing to sacrifice his entire career and friendship with him, just for you.

“Sam called off an almost year long affair for you. All we ever felt was guilty. I’m in love with him and that wasn’t enough to stop him from leaving. All because he cares about you,” You answered honestly. You cleared your throat, watching Colby’s mind slowly process your words. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to finish packing,” You say. You brushed past Colby harshly, hitting his shoulder.

The brunette watched as you grabbed a box from behind him.

“Are you really going to leave town over this?”

You gave him an icy glare, one that would’ve killed him if looks could kill.

“I didn’t stay in this shitty town for this shitty college. I stayed for Sam,” You spat. Colby’s face fell, realizing his original theory of you staying with hope to get back together with him was all wrong.

“You can’t do this, you can’t abandon him like this,” Colby argued. He grabbed your arm, causing your eyes to narrow. You shoved him off, your ex boyfriend not wanting to cause you physical harm.

“Sam should know all about abandoning people, since that’s what he’s already done,”

Sam was a train fucking wreck.

Not only was Colby not answering his calls, but you had blocked his number. He tried to send you a text about something he left at your apartment, the message not sending.

It was early in the morning when Sam decided to tell Colby. He went to his best friends room, only to find it completely empty. Sam then blew up Colby’s phone, trying to seem nonchalant as he asked him where he was. His questioning made him seem like a guilty train wreck. Sam was sure Colby had somehow found out, and was planning on abandoning Sam all together.

Sam couldn’t sleep, his eyes bloodshot from staying up like an insomniac. He couldn’t face Colby when he came home, the blonde hiding in the safety of his comforter. He locked his bedroom door, deciding hiding from his issues would be the proper form of solitude to tend to his wounds.

It was Colby’s loud voice that awoke him from a light slumber.

“Sam fucking Golbach!”

Sam’s blood ran cold, his eyes popping open.

“Go away Colby, I feel bad enough,” Sam replied. Colby continued to pound on the door, causing Sam’s body to stiffen.

“I’m not pissed dude! Y/n is moving out of this state if you don’t stop her!” Colby yelled. This caused Sam to sit up, before quickly rushing over to his bedroom door. He hesitantly opened the door and peered up at his best friend.

“Y/n is moving out of the state?”

“Yes dude. She only stayed here for you,”

Colby didn’t look angry, as far as Sam could tell. Maybe a little stressed, but not as livid as Sam would’ve predicted he would be.

“And you’re not mad at me?”

“Am I a little bit annoyed you chose my ex to fall in love with? Absolutely. Do we have time to discuss this right now? No,”

Sam raised his eyebrows, giving Colby a puzzled look. Colby threw his hands up in the air, as if the answer was obvious.

“Y/n is moving out of the state today. Go fucking stop her! You have my blessing! Go!”

You had just finished placing your last suitcase in your car, pushing down on your trunk so that everything would fit. Your aunt was gracious enough to allow you to stay with her temporarily while you settled into your new school. You headed back over to your apartment, cringing at the shit colored door.

How did you ever agree to move into an apartment like this?

You looked around, ensuring everything was squeaky clean and empty. The furniture was easy to get rid of or donate, both of which you deemed to be quick and reasonable options. You walked down your small hallway, examining the bare walls.

You held your arms, ensuring no holes from nails were visible.

“Y/n!” Sam called out. He rushed into your apartment, quietly thanking whatever higher power existed you left it unlocked. He slammed the door shut behind him, hope flooding him with energy. You raised your eyebrows, turning your direction to see Sam.

You gritted your teeth. Was your apartment a fucking meet and greet today?

“What do you want Sam? I-” Your protest were cut off by Sam’s lips meshing against yours. He knocked the air out of you, your body tensing under his. You pushed at his chest, staring up at him. “Listen i’m not some fucktoy that you can use one last time-” You began arguing. Sam’s soft hands cupped your small face, his eyes boring down into yours.

“I love you,” Sam admitted. He urgently kissed you again, your body turning into putty under his touch. He pressed you against the hallway wall, his hands snaking under your shirt. He pulled away from your lips, kissing down the side of your neck. “I should’ve told you that yesterday. I fucking love you,” Sam grunted, pleasantly surprised that you were wearing no bra. He tugged at your nipples, that hardened quickly under the stimulation.

“Sam i’m gross I can’t-” You began, before Sam glanced around. His eyes landed on your bathroom door, a devious smirk spreading across his lips.

“Care for a shower then?”

The water was turned on and you both stripped your clothes in a blur.

Neither of you waited for the water to warm up, both of you too eager to feel one another. The cold water caused your nipples to harden even more, your body feeling like it was engulfed in flames as Sam kissed you. You shivered underneath the cold water, the water droplets causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. “It’s fucking freezing,” You whispered, Sam’s lips hot and heavy against yours. Sam chuckled as he pinched at your hardened nipples. “Let me warm you up,” He purred. His hands traveled every inch of your body, exploring and caressing your soft skin. “I’m so sorry,” Sam mumbled in between kisses.

His addiction to you was back in full swing, and his guilt had now been kicked out of the car of his mind. Sam brought his lips back to your neck, sucking harshly at the skin. You groaned as the water grew warmer, dripping down both of your bodies. He sucked at your sweet spots, littering your neck with hickies that would last at least a few days. “I’m never gonna go anywhere. Ever again,” Sam grunted. He snaked his fingers down to your aching cunt, teasingly sliding them up and down your folds.

“You belong to me. Officially. You’re mine,” Sam told you. You whimpered as he drew lazy circles around your clit, your walls clenching around nothing. “All yours Sammy. Forever yours,” You panted. Steam began to cloud the bathroom air, your vision becoming hazy as Sam sped up his abuse on your clit. “That’s my girl,” The blonde praised. He used his other hand to twist and toy with your stimulated nipples, earning hearty moans from you.

“I’m going to ruin this cunt every single night. Youre close already? You fuckin whore,” Sam purred, watching in delight as your brain slowly turned to mush. Your eyes began to roll back, his fingers assaulting your clit. “Sam i’m gonna cum, fucking, fuck, i’m gonna cum,” You mewled. Your hands began to cling onto his back for support, your nails scratching down his skin. “Thats it baby, mark me. I’m yours,” Sam groaned. His cock was poking your inner thigh, but the blondes full attention was on you.

You were so close, your body teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Sam smirked down at you, pleased at you unintentionally waiting for his permission to cum. “Cum for me baby,” Sam purred.

Sam could feel your nails digging into his skin as you came, the pain immediately subsiding from the hot water. He watched you come down from your high, your body shaking as your vision slowly settled.

You pulled him in for a savory kiss, your hand slithering down to his length. You began to jerk his cock, his length twitching in your hands. Sam knew that if you continued he’d cum too quickly, his body yearning for yours. “Turn around slut,” He ordered into the kiss, guiding your hips to obey him.

You turned around, facing the white shower wall.

“Hands, babygirl,”

You slowly put your hands behind your back, Sam’s large one holding them together. “Such a good whore for me,” Sam praised, giving your shoulder a few kisses. He brushed the tip of his cock up and down your folds, groans escaping both of you from the pleasurable sensation. “Please Sam, I need you,” You whined, your core aching in desire.

And who was Sam to deny you of your needs?

He shoved himself into you quickly, careful to allow you to cockwarm him for a moment so you could adjust.

He used his spare hand to slither around to your throat, squeezing it gently. “You feel so good around my cock,” Sam groaned. You pushed your hips back against his, letting Sam know you were ready. Sam bucked his hips slow at first, gripping your neck as he slid in and out of you.

Through the foggy steam he watched your ass bounce against him, the sight only making him harder. He began to pick up the pace, your moans echoing off of the small bathroom walls.

Sam began picking up the pace, slamming his hips into yours brutally. His cock abusing your cervix. He tightened his hand around your throat, your airways becoming restricted. You moaned his name, your breast bouncing as Sam thrust inside of you.

“You’re all mine,” Sam groaned, smacking your ass harshly. The electric shock sent a shiver up your spine, the sharp pain mixing together with the pleasure Sam was providing. Sam allowed you to breathe removing his hand from your throat, tightening his grip on maintaining your hands behind your back.

His hand traveled down to your clit, his slender fingers rubbing the overstimulated bud. “Shit,” You slurred, becoming drunk off of the pleasure. Sam smirked at your response, placing sloppy open mouthed kisses on your shoulder. Sam drew faster circles, grinning devilishly as your walls squeezed him.

“You like that don’t you slut? I can feel you milking my cock,” Sam teased. You babbled a hardly coherent agreement as you whined against his cock, his name a mantra escaping your lips. The cord inside of you was threatening to snap again, your legs shaking. “Oh my fucking God- fuck Sammy, I can’t-” You cried, your orgasm violently crashing over you. Your legs nearly buckled, the lack of access to your hands causing you to almost fall. Sam grabbed your waist quickly, releasing your hands and keeping you upright.

“I got you baby, you’re doing so good for me,” Sam praised. He slipped out of you, wanting to give you a moment to breathe. You panted as you brushed your wet hair out of your face. You quickly turned around, sinking onto your knees. Sam couldn’t contain his groans as you took him in your mouth. “Oh y/n,” He mewled, his hand flying to your tangled wet hair. You took his further down your throat, bobbing your head on his cock.

You forced your jaw to go slack, allowing Sam’s girthy cock to sink lower into your throat. You gagged slightly as he hit the back of your throat, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth. “You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” Sam smirked. You licked the underside of his shaft, causing his hips to stutter. “Please keep going,” Sam whispered, the submissive plea leaving his lips unintentionally. If you could, you would’ve smiled.

You began deep throating him, the blondes head thrown back in pleasure. You used one hand to balance yourself against his thigh while the other massaged his balls. The shower water began to lose its warmth, cool water droplets trailing down Sam’s body and your face. You forced yourself to the base of his cock, your nose nuzzled in his blonde curls.

“Fuck, right there, i’m cumming,”

His warm seed came out quickly, spray painting your throat. You gagged, trying to swallow his cum as quickly as possible. Sam slowly pulled out of you, watching as you gulped down his cum. You stuck out your tongue at him, proudly showing him you swallowed his seed whole.

As Sam grinned down at you, a certain feeling of content washed over him.

He would be able to be with you.

Now and forever.

#sam and colby #sam and colby smut #sam golbach #colby brock #colby brock x reader #colby brock x y/n #colby brock x you #sam golbach smut #sam golbach x colby brock #sam golbach x reader

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myveryownfanfiction · 6 months ago

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: swearing, Bucky gets hurt on a mission

AN: Happy 42nd birthday Sebastian Stan!

"Be safe Buck." I whispered into the phone. I heard him sigh on the other end.

"I love you." Bucky said instead. Running a hand down my face, I let out a harsh breath. This mission would be a tough one.

"I love you too." I whispered back. There was a click as he hung up and I sat there with my phone in my hands for a minute, staring at the screen. Opening the messages, I texted Sam: 'Keep him safe'. I put my phone away and rubbed my hands down my face. I went to work, trying to keep my mind from wandering to Bucky and what he was doing; if he was safe. Maria came to see me a week later. They were coming home. By the time I got back to my apartment, Bucky was already there.

"Hi doll." Bucky breathed out when he saw me. My bag hit the ground as I ran to him. He was waiting for me and picked me up as I practically tackled him. "It is so damn good to see you." Bucky sounded like he was on the verge of tears as he whispered in my ear.

"You're back." I breathed out, inhaling his scent and holding tight to him. Bucky set me down and cupped my cheeks, kissing me deeply. The way he was kissing me felt like he had wanted to do this for a lot longer than a week. My fingers dug into his hair, tugging slightly. Bucky groaned, pulling away as I pressed my body against his.

"Sorry." He mumbled. My hands moved to hover over his chest. "It was rough out there. Flagsmashers don't hold back. And every time we take out a cell, another one pops up." I nodded, eyes drifting down to where he was holding his side now.

"What happened to super soldier healing?" I asked. Bucky smiled sheepishly at me.

"Broken ribs take a little longer." He said softly. My eyes went wide.

"How did they..." I started. Bucky shook his head.

"You don't want to know." He said, other hand coming over to hold tightly to mine. "It feels more like a pulled muscle at this point. I got the clear after we got back. The ribs are healed but the rest is still catching up." I nodded slowly as my eyes went back up to his eyes. Bucky was looking at me softly, a little sadness there as he let me take in the extent of his injuries.

"How is Sam?" I asked finally. Bucky laughed and rolled his eyes. "If they were able to break your ribs what did they do to him?"

"He was in the air." Bucky scoffed. "I was on the ground. That's why I'm hurt and he's the one complaining that his damn tech has been ruined." I laughed as I hugged Bucky.

"Well that explains the reason he didn't text me back." I said. Bucky shot me a look before I kissed his cheek. "I wanted to make sure that you were being safe. Guess that went out the fucking window." Bucky rubbed my back and kissed me softly.

"I did my best." He admitted. "Can't help it if the bad guys see it differently." I giggled as he nuzzled my cheek. "I love you. So much."

"I love you too Buck." I whispered. "Now come on. You look exhausted and I could use a nap." Bucky chuckled as he picked me up.

"Whatever you say doll." He agreed as he carried me to bed.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fanfic #sebastian stand fanfiction #sebastian stan imagine

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lolahauri · 1 year ago

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✎ Introduction ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Requests are always open, and you can send as many as you want, as detailed as you want! I just get to them whenever i can/feel like it.

Anon's: 🌹-🕯️-🍁-❤️-🎴-

Other Accounts: @lolas-favfics @lolamultifandom @lolahaurisfw @chowderpop @lolaloa777

AO3: Here

BlueSky: Here

Get To Know Me: Here

Boundaries: Flirting, nicknames, tmi, spam are all okay.😛Just don't copy or repost my stuff. Translations or taking inspo is fine w cred. <3

-> MASTERLIST <- -> EVENT MASTERLIST <-

DNI: MAP, ZOO, Pro-Para, Pro-Ana, TERF, Zionist, Bigots, Minors!!!, Discourse Blogs. ❤️🖤🤍💚

Things I Won't Write: ❌

Sex Crimes of Any Kind, Super Violent/Xtreme Kinks, Inflation, Feederism, Abuse, Puke, Shit, DDLG, Age Play, Raceplay, Wound Fucking, Gore, Vore, Misgendering/Detrans, CBT, Sounding, Fisting, Gunplay, Drugging, Stepcest etc...

First Person POV.

Things I Will Write: ✔️

Genderbent Characters, Mild Yandere, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Cheating, Mild BDSM, CNC, Dubcon, Monsters, Hybrids, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Power Imbalance (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Feet, Armpits, Piss, Breeding, Mild Blood/Knifeplay, Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Public Sex, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, Overstim, Edging, etc... etc... :P

Trans Reader, Tall/Short Reader, Chubby/Curvy/Fat/Buff Reader, Other Specific Characteristics. ✔️

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / OC x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir.

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini.

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

#x reader #self ship #shipping #ao3 writer #fandom #minors dni #intro post #pinned post #profiction

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omg-i-killed-kenny · 2 months ago

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Recreating my intro post, here we go...

🌟!!Read before you interact!!🌟

Please DO NOT reblog this post I beg of you, unless you are a Mutual trying to spread this out to other ppl to find my blog. If you have this reblogged WITH PERMISSION and it has been UPDATED. Please delete the reblog and reblog the newer version! Thank you! :)

I loik misteareon, kemny, kayl, curtain, and uh... I like... I like oink he is kewl. But also I like shley. O Im dum I alsu loik bubbers.

(please read)

(last updated: January/7/2025)

Greetings mortals, I'm Kyle (or any other names you wanna call me as long as it's not offensive). I came onto Tumblr to post my art and random aus and stuff I do.

❗WARNING❗

I am a south parkie so there might be suggestive or adult content here, I CAN promise that there WILL NOT be anything truly explicit here.

First before you continue plz reed my niknams 4 da sowth park charactrs

~About me~

My favorite character of all time is Kyle from south park. (Also butters 🤗)

I'm trans aroace and pansexual +panromantic (I only really crush of fictional characters or people I'll never have a chance with)

Pronouns are he/him

-South park fan (so I might post suggestive or adult content but NEVER too explicit)

-I have WAYYYYYYYYYY too many mutuals (about 50 or something, srs not j!) /pos

-I'm always down for a chat, hit me up! 😉

-I'm a very kind person, so I don't mind you venting to me.

-I'm not very sensitive to anything really.

-too many fandoms I'm into! Lol

-i do make some dirty jokes but it won't be often, like I said though; this blog is SFW!!!

-MINOR so please be patient with me, I have school! (I'm under 15)

-I have diagnosed ADHD, autism and ✨schizophrenia✨ :D 👍

-I joined Tumblr at may something 2024!

-i'm a young artist and writer taking art classes!

-dating someone already (taken)

-i beat up a teenager with an umbrella /srs

-i'm tone-deaf when reading so please use tonetags!

-if there's something wrong with me there is obviously something wrong with you because buddy, your wasting your time and breath saying things that aren't true.

-I do curse

-i don't want anybody talking shit about me or threatening me because that has happened before. I don't need any bullshit or drama from the place I come to post my art and relax.

-I like using acronyms and emoticons/emojis :P

-I like being decorative!

-I have pupaphobia which is the fear of puppets!

-i am ALMOST 14!!!!

-my favorite south park shitz are basically all of them except for Stan, nobody likes Stan 💀💀💀💀💀

- I like listening to (really loud) fnf songs! Mostly the new child's play from fnf: pibby: apocalypse or south park: destroyed past! (Both pibby mods, teehee)

- I actually really Fucking hate the ship style. I find them more like brothers than anything. Even though I haven't actually sat down and watched the show for once, but If you're a style shipper we're cool, but if you talk about it to me we're not cool. (WHY IS IT EVEN CANON?!? 😭😭😭)

-I AM NOT ALWAYS ONLINE DUE TO HAVING ABOUT AN HOUR OR MORE A DAY SO PLEASE DO NOT SPAM/SEND THE SAME ASK MORE THAN ONCE

-if you try to start shit with me your bad actions/words will be used against you and shared to the public. My mutuals will see.

Apparently I do not have DNI but just please be nice is all I'm asking.

⭐Fandoms⭐ (not entirely in order)

1. South Park ❄️(I've only seen 2 episodes and a few scenes though, that is my main fandom)

2. Gravity Falls❔

3. Sprunki 🎵

4. Learning with Pibby ◼️

5. Adventure Time 🗡️

6. TAWoG/the amazing world of gumball 🐱

7. Rusty Lake 🚣‍♂️ (horror game series)

8. Undertale 💀

9. Bendy and The Ink Machine 🔏

10. Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss/Zoophobia 😈 (do not support the creator)

11. Resident Evil 🧟

12. Spooky month 🎃

13. Sonic The Hedgehog 🦔 (very low on this one though)

14. The amazing digital circus 🎪

15. Regular show 🤷

16. Amanda the adventurer 📺

17. Sam and max 🐕🐇 (not much)

18. Friday night funkin (not in the lore etc)

19. FNaF/five nights at Freddy's 🐻

20. TSaMS/the sun and moon show ☀️🌓 (not much)

21. Minecraft (don't know the lore, I just play it)

22. Dandy's world 🌼 (not much)

23. Alan Becker = those stick figure animations and stuff

24. Happy tree friends/htf (never actually sat down and watched through the series, though it's funny. I like gory shit)

25. Hellpark 👿(never read it, but I know it's pretty good)

26. Bunny Maloney 🐇 (not entirely interested but I can talk about it)

I might possibly add more

Commission rules

They are no longer free! But I will do art trades for free!

If you want to buy a commission plz pay me on CashApp (WebstarEnt)

Sideblogs :3

@elyketaruccayllacilbib -- which is some random sideblog I have for literally no reason I guess... Used for posting doodles.

@alex-ventz -- vent blog, mutuals only (which means if I'm following you and you're following me)

@landon-almerandez -- south park oc blog

@kennymccormick-rp-blog -- Kenny blog

@boyofbutter -- butters blog

@adventuretimerulez -- re-blog for Adventure time

@arianaa-lion-blog -- sprunki oc blog

@mystereblogs -- not much but a yapping/reblog acc that's mysterion themed.

Other socials!

Tumblr - omg-i-killed-kenny (but ur already here)

Discord - kyal_izkewl

Wattpad - kyal_izkewl

Roblox - kyal_izkewl

DeviantArt - kyal1zkewl

Pinterest - Kyal_1zkewl

I do not have Instagram nor a YouTube channel yet

✨STENNY✨

KYAL MA BOI 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

South park oc ref sheet if anyone cares. If I request something from you that has to do with him, look in my intro post, right here.

I do have my own discord server for my roleplayer friends so do please check it out!

Again, do not reblog this post unless I allow you too.

#*mispells on purpose*#Kyle's rants #shh kyle is telling us things #Kyle's hcs #intro post #kemny kayl curtain and stale also bubbers #Kyle's art #Kyle's aus #Kyle's camishins

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lolahaurisfw · 9 months ago

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✎ Introduction ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Reqs are always open like usual too, and you can request as much as you want and as detailed as you want! i just get to things when i can/want to.

Anon's: None Yet

Other Accounts: @lolas-favfics @lolamultifandom @lolahauri @chowderpop 🔞

AO3: Here

BlueSky: Here

-> MASTERLIST <-

DNI: Map, Zoo, Pro-Para, Pro-Ana, TERF, Zionist, Bigots, Discourse Blogs. Block me if you don't agree. ❤️🖤🤍💚

What I Won't Write:

Smut. (Go to my other blog)

What I'm Willing To Write:

Reader Who Is: Tall, Short, Fat, Chubby, Curvy, Buff. Trans/NB.

Reader Who Has: Depression, Anxiety, DPDR, ADD.

Fluff, angst, platonic, hurt/comfort.

HC's, one shots, short multi-chapter fics, imagines/drabbles.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir.

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Bistro Huddy: All Staff Members.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Life Is Strange (2015): Maxine, Chloe.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini.

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Batmeman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

Summer Field (Time Cut)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

#intro post #pinned post #fic writing #fluff #angst #x reader #profiction

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dawkacynizmu · 5 months ago

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czwartek 19.09

۶ৎ podsumowanie dnia

zjedzone — 1300 kcal

hej

tragicznie czułam się wczoraj po napadzie, nie mogłam zasnąć z bólu brzucha więc późno się położyłam. jeszcze przed tym jako alternatywne dla powracających myśli o sh rysowałam jakieś pierdoły słuchając video essayy o hannie montanie (xd) i jak kilka dni temu wyszła mi znośna karykatura daisy z girl interrupted to wczoraj żaden rysunek mi nie wychodził. może się zastanawiacie skąd to nagle zamiłowanie do rysowania skoro dotychczas wojowałam głównie słowem (dlatego niegdyś starvinpoet się nazywał mój blog) otwarcie mówiąc o swoim braku zdolności manualnych. cóż, przyjechała do mnie kuzynka, malowaliśmy węglem i jakoś mi się spodobało XD sam ten proces, też wymaga skupienia, jakiegoś wyciszenia. picasso nie jestem rysuję jakieś króliczki kotki spooky rzeczy typu duszki bo klimatycznie. rzeczy na poziomie marginesu w zeszycie na nudnej lekcji.

obudziłam się czując się tragicznie, wypiłam siemię i kawę poszłam do szkoły, a przed lekcjami ze znajomym z klasy poszliśmy kupić wodę na zbiórkę dla powodzian. w mojej szkole jest przymusowa xD każdy uczeń miał przynieść 5l wody ewentualnie można było to ogarnąć klasowo, każda klasa się złoży i kupi. wybraliśmy się jednak oboje do biedronki (mieliśmy nadzieję kupić 2 baniaki 5 litrowe ale nie było) a potem Lidla. btw podrożała cholernie xD cena gazowej jest mniejsza. w każdym razie kupiliśmy, weszliśmy z tym do szkoły lekko spóźnieni pytamy woźnego gdzie z tym. "do waszej klasy" "nie mamy klasy" "aa 3B??" rozbawiło mnie jak od razu wiedział o którą chodzi xD zgadza się, jesteśmy jedyną klasa w szkole która nie ma swojej sali ponieważ nasza wychowawczyni jest wfistka i nam nie przydzielili. lekcje wychowawczce mamy na sali gimnastycznej. WRACAJĄC powiedział żebyśmy zanieśli do gabinetu pedagog, pedagog powiedziała że do szatni i tak lataliśmy z dwoma zgrzewkami wody. potem okazało się że moja klasa rzeczywiście robiła zbiórkę kasy o której nie zostaliśmy poinformowani (cierpienia młodych outsiderów) i jako jedyni pofatygowaliśmy się osobiście z wodą.

miałam mieć 8 lekcji ale uciekłam z i ostatnich 3 przez złe samopoczucie, ból brzucha i lekko niestabilny stan psychiczny. w oczekiwaniu na autobus poszłam do biblioteki poczytać lalkę, zaszłam mamie do apteki i sobie po tusz do rzęs brązowy, jutro wypróbuje ale wydaje mi się że będzie mi pasował do jasnych oczu. w szkole niczego nie jadłam, w domu znowu pierogi xD na tym miało się skończyć się skusiłam się jeszcze na owoce, potem...loda i na kolację bułkę bo mam jakąś fazę na kanapki. wcześniej ciągle owsianka, serek wiejski na słodko i zrobiłam się spragniona pomidora. miałam się głodzić ale jakbym to zrobiła to bym się jutro obżarła xD czas ogarnąć dupsko. jesień miała być chuda czy coś.

mini notka do 1 zdjęcia moja biblioteka na takie drewniane pięterko z balustradą gdzie są pufy i można sobie posiedzieć JA SIE TAK CHOLERNIE TEGO BOJĘ ciągle mam w głowie że jak wejdzie kolejna osoba to będzie przeciążenie i jebniemy

@anjinho-sem-pes0 nazwała trafnie jedną z moich przyczyn napadów, jem bo nie chcę mi się niczego robić. jak widzę ile rzeczy mam na głowie zaczynam czuć napięcie, obżeram się, a skutki objadania się (bóle brzucha, nudności itp) dają mi pewną wymówkę do odpuszczenia. ważne jest też to, co robię po napadzie, fast w większości przypadków przynosi kolejny napad dlatego pomimo że dzisiaj nie jestem zadowolona z liczby zjedzonych kcal to jutro normalnie wezmę sobie jedzenie do szkoły mimo że kończę wcześniej. (mój Edward twierdzi że jak jestem w domu o 15 to nie opłaca się jeść w szkole Edward nie mów mi co mam robić). wypiję też siemię lniane, zrobię owsiankę na kolację bo się stęskniłam i w weekend postaram się znaleźć jakiś balans między obowiązkami a odpoczynkiem żeby nie wzięło mnie znowu na obżeranie się. może być ciężko bo mam od chuja nauki na następny tydzień xD zaplanuję to sobie jakoś jutro dokładniej, jakie tematy przerobić którego dnia, lubię mieć rozpiskę i wiedzieć co mam robić zamiast błądzić jak ślepiec.

motywacją do powrotu na dobre tory bez napadów są też jelita. jest źle z nimi ngl.

w ogóle ludzie jacyś mili dziś dla mnie byli

#chce byc idealna #chude jest piękne #chudosc #odchudzanie #nie chce jesc #podsumowamie #kartka z pamietnika

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scripted-downfall · 2 years ago

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It's Selfish Sam anon, I hope you're well? Sorry I went missing, I took an sm break. I was thinking about how D&S differ regarding responsibility. In s9 Dean took responsibility for Kevin's death because he (rightly or wrongly) felt his actions caused it and was devastated. In s10 Sam didn't appear to take responsibility for Charlie's death and didn't seem to feel bad about it, although that may be partly due to JPs acting. D&S appear to be polar opposites in this, it's always stood out to me?

Welcome back! I am indeed well --- busy, but well --- and thank you so much for asking! I hope the same is true of you :)

I definitely agree, as regards Dean and Sam's respective treatments of responsibility; Dean tends to take responsibility (often leaning towards too much responsibility), and Sam... Well, I'll admit that he's a bit complicated. It'd be really easy for me to say he never takes responsibility, but I do have to recognize that said statement wouldn't be fully accurate. He takes responsibility... but he takes responsibility badly. He either a) takes responsibility when he shouldn't, and then makes it everyone else's problem (e.g. him feeling guilt over Kevin and thus pushing all responsibility onto Dean), b) takes responsibility but learns the wrong lesson (e.g. when he consciously chooses a bad path --- as with the demon blood --- but acts like he'd had no choice in the matter and, thus, there must be something innately wrong with him), c) takes responsibility but learns no lesson (e.g. with Charlie), or d) takes no responsibility whatsoever (e.g. Purgatory).

Sam definitely has a different reaction to Charlie's death than Dean, and, while I do think some of it was probably Padalecki's acting, some of it was definitely in the script; he's supposed to feel bad... he's just also supposed to not do anything about that guilt. I do think he recognizes that responsibility for Charlie dying falls at his feet. But he also doesn't adjust his own behavior (despite Dean outright saying he should) to stop trying to remove the Mark of Cain.

The difference between the two brothers makes sense, given canon --- Dean has always taken responsibility for things more consistently/rapidly/extensively than anyone else in his family, and this largely stems from a childhood of raising/protecting/covering for Sam... whereas, on the literal flip side, Sam/John usually put that responsibility (knowingly or not) onto Dean --- but it's definitely part of why I don't like Sam. It's not fully his fault --- again, largely a product of how they were raised --- but it drives me off of his character. (And Padalecki's acting sure doesn't help.)

Thank you so much for the ask! Hope you're well :)

#answered asks #scripted downfall asks answered #i always come when you call (sd)#dean winchester #anti sam #anti sam winchester #anti jared #anti jared padalecki #y'all #i get physically exhausted each time i have to write this next tag:#jared stans dni #i don't know why i should have to put that on these posts but 'sigh'... such is my lot in life #i humbly invite any jared stans to gtfo my blog :)#cheers!

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deerscradle · 2 months ago

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♯┆about me .ᐟ

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ramp-it-up · 3 months ago

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All I Know It Feels So Damn Good

Summary: James Bucky Barnes was an avowed bachelor and one night stand artist. You came along and knocked him on his face. Bucky gives you anything you want. Anything.

Word count: 2.5 K

Pairing: Art Dealer (mob boss) Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: This fic is connected to the Knock You Down AU, and comes After ...As Hard As I Did but BEFORE Dessert or Disaster, but it can be read as a stand alone. It is in answer to this ask. Seb Stan's latest pics and this press run is making me feral. I can write these two ALL DAY!!!! Y'all are gonna have to deal with this for a while, sorry not sorry.

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Read at your own risk. This is porn with some plot. GNO tipsy texting returns, Dom/sub elements, phone sex, talk of raw p in v, description of sex with condom, Bucky being fluffy while filthy, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, degradation kink, talk of face slapping, talk of finger f*cking, talk of oral sex, praise kink, breeding kink, begging, use of Daddy, use of google translate Romanian. Actual raw p in v, lactation kink if you squint, nipple worship if you squint, belly bulge, non-existent refractory period. Not Beta'd. All errors my own.

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It was your first Girl’s Night Out as Bucky’s girl. You’d texted him tipsy messages all night, teasing him with your selfies and requests of the same from him.

Your flirty banter was all fun and games until your received a terse, ‘Call me when you get home’ voice memo.

You don’t know why six little words got you all worked up, but there was a delicious feeling of anticipation in your stomach until you settled into bed after you showered and dialed Bucky.

For the short time you’d been intimate, you’d sensed that he was holding back something darker, more forceful and to think of it didn’t scare you.

It only served to get you so incredibly hot. Something inside you wanted to push his buttons.

Maybe it was that, and not the champagne, that impelled you to text him what you had earlier.

Bucky was on his couch, staring at the Manhattan skyline and waiting for your call. He answered on the first ring.

“Hello, Frumoasă. Did you have fun tonight?”

His question seemed innocuous enough. Bucky listened as you recounted the drama and escapades of the night with your girls.

You asked him how his evening with Steve and Sam was and he replied shortly, “Fine. Until I got distracted.”

Then he got to the point.

“Now. Let’s talk about the text you sent me earlier. Run that back for me? What is it that you want to do while I do what to you now?”

The way he slid into confronting you was savage. You weren’t expecting it and now you didn’t want to say it out loud.

Had you crossed the line, you wondered?

Your silence made Bucky smile. He knew he had you flustered, having learned your tells already. You were about to be in the mood he wanted you in; he just needed to push a little further.

“Cat got that talented tongue, baby? Tell me what you said. Or are you only a whore over texts?”

The coldness in Bucky’s tone made you whimper. And wet.

“James…”

Bucky’s cock swelled. He was ten seconds from jumping into his car and showing up at your door. Instead of that, Bucky decided to be patient.

But clear.

“Tell me.”

“I said…I said that I wanted to suck your fingers while you fuck me raw.”

Bucky grunted to cover his moan. You being his shy little slut was so hot.

“Hmmmm. What made my sweet girl think such whore thoughts? Was it the picture that you requested and I sent?”

You shuddered as you ran your fingertips along your belly, playing with the waistband of your underwear. Your nipples were stiff peaks, poking through your thin sleep shirt, which was one of his white tees.

The fine cotton fabric felt so good against your skin and his scent lingered on the surface. These sensations, along with the knowledge that the shirt, and you, belonged to Bucky sent your fingers further.

“Thank you for the picture, Daddy.”

Bucky clenched his jaw at the moniker. He couldn’t deny you a thing. Even when he was out to dinner with his boys, he would send you a bathroom selfie if you asked. He hadn’t expected the response, however.

You’d only been together for a couple of weeks, and he’d religiously used protection, even after you’d both gotten tested the week after you got together. Despite your clean bills of health, Bucky never pushed to not use protection. He didn’t try to change your mind, he was just happy to be in the room.

In fact, Bucky loved using condoms with you.

The way you rolled it on him always made him about to bust. The sight of your small fingers on him when you both were past the point of desperation drove him insane with romantic thoughts.

Your tiny hands rolling the rubber on him made him feel like you were his queen and he your knight. And he would vanquish any foe for you. His holy grail was your precious pussy, and if you wanted to use condoms, he was your humble servant.

But of course, he dreamed of fucking you raw. How could he not with the way your juicy pussy sucked his digits in when he fucked you with his fingers, and the warm wet feel of you when his tongue penetrated your core?

You’d discussed birth control and you had additional methods, but when he snuck a peek of the ring in his closet, he allowed himself to fantasize about making you pregnant.The images got him so hard and yet he restrained himself.

But now that you opened the door, he could let his fantasies run wild. And dare to hope.

“Tell me more, Frumoasă.”

“Well… your fingers in the picture got me hot. You look so fucking Daddy, your eyes, your hair, which I love a little longer by the way, the grey in your beard. Those lips. But those fingers holding that ratty ass phone…”

You giggled until Bucky spoke again.

“As long as I can talk to you and get those kinds of messages, I don’t need a new one. But do go on…”

You melted at his sentiment. How did you get a man that was so open with his feelings?

“Those fingers, mmmm, they are magic. Make me wanna be a slut for for them, for you, James.”

You heard Bucky moving on his end of the line. You guessed at what he was doing.

“What are you doing, Jamie? Are you touching your cock?”

You bit your finger as you listen to him moving.

“Do you know that I daydream about that beautiful dick of yours?”

A groan was all that you received in response.

“Ever have a goal, James? Sucking your cock is mine. It’s so big. Love to get on my knees and swallow you down. Makes me feel accomplished. Ya know?”

“Holy shit, Y/N…”

“I want to feel it without a condom. I- I just think it will feel so good. Don’t you?”

As he thought of what you would feel like as he sank into you, skin to skin, a shiver ran up his spine.

“You know that I give you anything you ask for. Your soft, wet pussy would feel so warm and so good wrapped around me, Y/N. Are you sure you want that?”

You felt an enormous sense of power, and you had a feeling that Bucky was letting you have your way. For now. You took full advantage.

“You know that vein that runs around your shaft to the tip?”

Bucky was tracing that very vein with his fingers.

“You mean the one that you love to rub those sweet lips on? The one that your wicked tongue traces to my fat head for your sweet little mouth to suck?”

You gasped at Bucky’s lewd language. You were soaking your panties and you moved to take them off. This conversation was the shit.

“Is that what you want to get on your knees for? To try to make me your slave to your slutty mouth?”

“Yes, Daddy just thinking about it makes me wanna cum.”

Bucky’s ears perked up at your breathless voice. He knew that you were touching yourself.

“Oh yeah?”

“Ummmhmmm.”

“Cum for me now, Frumoasă.”

You moaned and rubbed furious circles around your clit. Your arousal was evident in the sloppy sounds emanating from between your legs

“Is that my wet pussy I hear, Baby? How did that happen? Are you that much of a slut?”

“Th-thinking about you, Daddy. Always a slut for you,” you keened in response.

“What exactly are you thinking about me? Fă ce spun eu frumos.”

You caught Bucky’s tone, and also the hitch in his voice. He was as close as you were.

“Yes, Daddy. ‘M thinking about your fingers inside me. Your cock. How big it is. The way you handle me. The way you talk to me. How you make me feel nasty and angelic all at the same damn time.”

“Good girl. Now. Make sure that you fuck your fingers into that sweet cunt.”

You moaned as you obeyed.

“Oh. Fuck!”

“There’s my good little whore. I should slap your fucking face for being so dirty. ”

You gasped, then thrilled.

“Ooooohhhh, Daddy!”

You were breathless and Bucky’s heart was beating out of his chest. You liked degradation. Really liked it. He took note.

“‘M so wet for you, Jamie.”

“I’m going to fuck you senseless, and you won’t be able to run from my cock when I fuck all of your fucking holes raw. Gonna leave my cum dripping out of everywhere.”

You gasped, fingers flying over your clit.

“Daddy…”

“But what if you get pregnant?”

You cried out.

“Godamn it, Frumoasă. That belly swollen because I fucked my cum into you. Full of my… fuck… full of my baby. Those tits gushing milk every time I fuck you…”

“Oh yes. Make me a Mommy!”

“You’ll be mine, Frumoasă. In every single way imaginable.”

“Oh oh oooooooooh!”

Your pussy spasmed under your fingers as his words pushed you over the edge.

“Don’t fucking stop rubbing that clit until I say so.”

He was so mean. You squeezed your thighs around your wrist, but did as he said.

“NNnnnghhh, Daddy… please!”

You continued stroking your oversensitive clit until you heard your name through the fog.

“Take your hand away..”

You gladly obeyed, gasping in order to take in oxygen. Your head was spinning and there was a giant smile on your face.

“Holy shit. That was…”

Bucky’s low chuckle made you giggle. You heard movement over the phone.

“What’re you doing?”

“Made a mess all over my shirt. Taking it off.”

Your pussy pulsed again at what he said.

“You can’t say things like that when I’m still pounding, Daddy…” you whimpered.

“Poor Y/N, can’t handle the things she starts.”

You laughed and then stopped abruptly.

“You better be glad that you’re not here right now. I’d knock you the fuck out.”

“Big talk. Little girl.”

“Try me, Mr. Barnes.”

He couldn’t resist you and he couldn’t stay away. So he gave up trying.

“Brat. Be there in 30 minutes. Be ready to put your money where your mouth is. I’d like to see you live up to your threat, Baby.”

“Oh I’m ready, James. Leave the condoms at home.”

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45 minutes later, Bucky was sinking into your wet heat, eyes rolling back into his head. He was inside in one long stroke, burying himself in your wetness with a fair amount of stretch. He was huge. But he’d made you so wet.

You quivered around him, sensitive to every twitch of his dick, and he wasn’t even moving yet.

“Who do you belong to, Frumoasă?”

“You,” you moaned, not even hesitating.

Bucky flexed his hips, opening you with controlled thrusts. Almost immediately, you were close. His fingers covered your throat, cradling your jaw, and a thumb pushed between your lips. You sucked it eagerly as he lifted one ankle next to your ear.

Blucky’s searing eyes met yours. His black pupils took over the blue as he took in your open mouth and fucked out expression.

He pulled you up to kiss you on the lips.

“God, you feel like heaven. So unbelievably hot and silky. And soft.”

You clenched around him at his words of praise. You were spiraling at how hard and good and electric every ridge and vein on Bucky’s cock felt inside you. He filled you up so good and now you were addicted.

It wasn’t fair.

You pouted at him, then put your hand on the bulge he was creating in your belly.

“Feels so fucking good, Daddy. So good. So big.”

His mouth turned up into a half grin as he looked down and put his hand over yours.

“Gonna fucking fill you up.”

He started moving, slowly, gently at first, building to a crescendo the more you moaned and cried. He was hypnotized by your bouncing breasts and your tiny stiff mountain peaks. When his mouth closed over your tight, puckered nipple, you let out a scream.

Bucky grabbed your ass and smacked it, causing you to clamp down immediately. He gazed at you, eyebrow raised at your reaction. You closed your eyes and threw your head back, but he stopped, grabbed your hair and made you look at him. He paused, balls deep inside you.

You breathed out his name.

“...James…”

Your desperation almost made him come on the spot, and you could feel him pounding inside you. The truth was, he needed a little break so this could last.

The way your pussy was sucking his dick was insane.

“D’you feel how soaked you are?” he crooned, gripping your windpipe again.

“You need this so badly, don’t you? Go on, Frumoasă. It’s not so hard. I know you want to beg me for it. You like being a little whore..”

You sucked in a breath, remaining silent as you stared at him insolently. His grip tightened.

“Say it. You love being my cumslut.”

His voice was on the edge of control. It was everything.

“Yes!” you gasped. “Please, Daddy, Pleaseee…”

Bucky started moving again and you realized how sensitive to him you were. You clutched the sheets as he lengthened his strokes.

“Fuuuuuck,” you gasped.

Bucky leaned down to kiss you as your sweat combined with your slick and soaked both your bodies. His hips were moving relentlessly, his cock lighting up every nerve ending inside your tight channel. You squeezed him deliciously.

Bucky’s thumb was lighting up your clit and you were running headlong toward that cliff. He growled into your mouth as you tightened around him in a rush of pleasure.

As you neared your peak, your pussy pulsed erratically and you sparked around him like a firework. When you cried out, he spoke again, his hand around your throat with his thumb, (coated with the essence of you) inserted again into your mouth.

“Look at you, baby,” he said, low and heated.

“You’re gonna cum so hard, and just the way I want you to. Around my naked cock. Gonna give you all this cum.”

He whispered it into your ear.

“Oh God, I’m cuming.”

“You better hope none of my little soldiers make it past your birth control, little girl.”

You shrieked around his digit, shuddering as one wave after another crashed over your body. Bucky’s cock jerked inside you and he choked on air.

“Oh Goddddd!”

Bucky’s low, deep moan made you shudder around him again as he sped up, unable to contain the feeling that rushed down his spine when you came.

“Fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuck FUCKKKKKKKK!”

Bucky pounded you out as you came with him. He collapsed on top of you, laughing, as he kissed and licked your sweat filled neck. Then, he rolled off of you and put his arm over his eyes, his chest heaving beside you.

You curled up next to him and practically purred as you traced his tattooed sleeve.

“Told you I’d knock you out old man. Too bad you have to go to work tomorrow. How are you ever gonna do it when you’re so worn out? I feel like this pussy was worth it tho.”

Bucky moved his arm and opened one eye at you, a scowl on his face. Then he smiled. The brat in you turned him the fuck on. He turned toward you and traced his fingers along your side, caressing your curves like a feather. His voice was the gentlest whisper.

“Wonder how you’re gonna work tomorrow when you can’t walk, Y/N?”

You felt his dick awaken and gasped as you looked down. Bucky slapped your ass as he stood up to go to the foot of the bed, stroking his cock.

“Turn the fuck over. I’ll show you an old man.”

“We’ll see who is gonna knock out who first tonight. Give me that fucking arch.”

You smiled as your face was pressed into the comforter.

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