#scott x black reader

[ophelieverse]

i just know that she was the one left in charge when they were kids and she couldn’t stand him even then

[waltermis]

Rumor

Natasha: Moya Lyubov', I heard an interesting rumor today…

Y/N: Only one? I started like twenty.

Tony: I started thirty something...

Scott: Twelve, but they're awesome ones!

*Everybody looking at Sam*

Sam: Oh, I haven't stopped since Ultron...

Y/N: SAM! Ultron was 4 years ago!!!

Sam: Exactly!!

*Somewhere deep inside the compound*

Steve: WHO SAID THAT I WAS A NAZI?!?!

*Natasha looks at everyone*

Y/N: RUN!!!

BONUS:

Clint: *casually sitting in the vents above everyone, knowing full well that he's the one that started the Nazi rumor*

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Kate: What did you get Yelena for her birthday?

Y/N: I got her a dog.

Kate: Really? Me too!

Sam: I also got her a dog!

Bucky: Looks like we had the same idea.

Y/N: Scott, please tell me you didn’t get Yelena a dog as well.

Scott: I got her a dog!

[cuts to Yelena surrounded by dogs]

Yelena: THIS IS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!

[1-800-local-slut]

Practice

Notes: I don’t care what anyone says, werewolves have a mating season or something. I was on 2014 Wattpad when mating season fanfics were a thing, just let me have this.

Scott McCall needs to practice some self-control.

Kinktober Masterlist

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Scott McCall, is a beast. You can’t convince me otherwise, he literally is. He’s a animal on the field, when it comes down to it he got so good by practicing. Hours and hours of painstaking practice hindered by his asthma but now he was undoubtedly great. With his enhanced physicality plus the gift all that practice got him captain of the lacrosse team. Practice was discipline, which Scott tries to instill in himself along with him pack members. 

Discipline and practice led Scott to be a diplomat who always tried to see the best in others and try to find the best way to lead his friends and anyone else he promised to protect to the best path possible. He practiced anything he needed to excel in. He practiced controlling his urges as a werewolf. Practice in making the hard choices he has to make as a leader, practice in balancing his life. Yes, practice was the defining factor in Scott’s life. 

So when Scott met you and knew that he wanted, no, needed to be with you for the rest of his days he practiced. He knew what that meant. He wanted to be with you no matter what, and one day have a bunch of kids with you (when he ‘jokingly’ said five, you laughed so hard you choked) had to practice being a man. Not a ‘man’ in the sense that he was big and mature. No, he had to practice being the man you needed.

He had to practice adjusting to your culture, your needs, your view on life as a black woman. And once he did, the good times rolled and haven't stopped since then. Lately, with a new Spring though Scott felt as if he needed more practice. Or more discipline. He wasn’t sure which.

Everyday he was horny. Every night he was horny. Every afternoon he was horny. It was like how some people get allergies, Scott was afflicted daily. Instead of swollen eyes he had a swollen dick and nothing was helping. Meditating, tea, trying to focus, having sex with you. Nothing.

Eventually it got to the point when you had to tell him you needed a break. It was constant. Constant creampies, orgasms, hair pulling, kisses, words of affirmation and aggression, and you needed a break. So, you booked yourself a spa treatment to escape Scott’s urge to hammer his hips into yours as hard as possible and left him to himself for the day. All his practice was failing him at the moment. He couldn’t force himself relax, to not open any photos of you and immediately jerk off like it wasn’t 8:15 in the morning. He hadn’t even had breakfast. What happened was, he woke up to you giving him a kiss goodbye. He got a whiff of your perfume as you floated through your bedroom door then once he heard your apartment door close. 

What was his favorite little trick to stop himself from giving into his base urges? A trip down memory lane of course.

More specifically the time you too had sex and he came so hard that you almost got turned into a werewolf on accident. And when he realised he may have been so persistent because he wanted to fuck you because he was amazing filling you and your apartment with kids. With little boys and girls (perhaps three or four) running around. Maybe a boy with his hair and your eyes? A girl who was the perfect combination of the two of you together? Maybe twins, a boy who took after you and a girl who took after him? Either way, Scott fucked you like he was about to make it happen.

He fucked you with such intensity that morning that you were out of commission for the rest of the day. The room was a dark red color from the small special lights you two bought for your bedroom when you first moved, and he didn't know red could make someone look so good. The sweat shimmering on your skin, the creamy ring you left around the base of his dick, while he growled over you. His eyes ran over your skin, admiring the myriads of hickeys he had bitten into your skin.

You were like a work of art that Scott was blessed to admire for the rest of his days. He slammed himself into you that night, while you squealed and shook from the pleasure. Your dark brown beauties rolling back would be concerning to Scott in any other situation but in that moment it was all he wanted. He wanted to see you spazz out and droll over him. He wanted your eyes to roll back, he needed to see you moan with clarity from feeling him cum inside of you. 

When he slipped out, he decided that night he could give you a slight break, and was in your face roughly kissing you. You were perfect, so as he leaned down and closer to you his hand found his dick. He hissed, from the warmth of your hand and feeling his dick stimulated from the gorgeous woman giving him a hand job. You were both breathing heavily while sloppily making out but Scott couldn’t let you do better handy work than him. What type of man would he be? 

Taking two fingers, determined to get you ready to go again, Scott used all the practice he’d gained over the years and his knowledge of how girls worked, pressed two fingers against your wet clit. You were slick, and very hot down there. In truth, he would’ve gone for your tits, warm and soft like two large pillows but he’d had to stop kissing you for that. He settled for rubbing two fingers up and down your pussy, hearing you whimper. Relishing in every shudder of your body, how you whimpered in his ear. 

Two fingers slipped inside of you, and he was fighting back the urge to push you on your back and bite you until you were crying from joy. But Scott has to remember there is such thing as too rough, something he learned after what he refers too as the ‘incident’ and you call ‘the almost trip to the emergency room’ either way he learned that lesson. So with practice he made sure he never hurt you that way again in such an intimate moment. 

You moaned into his kiss, and he remembered to give you a softer kiss. Something just a little bit softer while he passionately thrusted his fingers inside of you. You were giving him a handjob so good he was about to drop to his knees and give you his entire life. After a moment, he slipped back into you, his grip on your hair returning. 

Your mascara was running down your face, while he tried easing back into the thrusts. He didn’t want to immediately overwhelm you. You moaned and that was his sign, to pick up the pace. He was about to cum inside of you and act on that little urge of his. You liked creampies anyways. Thats an understatement, you loved creampies. Now you were staring into his eyes, moaning nonsense to him. 

Telling him you were his, bad move. Now there was no chance for him to have the good sense to pull out of your pussy. Well according to you, his pussy but he wasn’t picky (those words made his head spin). When you moaned out for him to cum in you, what was he supposed to do? ‘Oh no thanks sorry babe!’ he did what any man so lucky to see you this way would do: he doubled down. Holding you in place his eyes flashed down at you and his whole body trembled. His stomach clenched and he sunk his teeth into the crevice of your neck, leaving a dark bruise to form there. 

One more thrust as you creamed all over him, arching your back while you moaned nonsense about how much you adored him and ‘thank yous’ while he rolled his hips into you. He saw it so clearly. He saw you, pregnant and planting a soft kiss onto his forehead while you sat with a toddler next to you. 

Recalling this event was supposed to help Scott trick himself into calming down. Still he couldn’t stop himself. In the past, Scott was able to calm himself by recalling all the past times and telling himself not to be greedy because you two had incredible sex all the time. 

But what the hell? Everyone has lapses in discipline, and some practice never hurt anything. Shrugging out of his pajama pants, he grabbed the led remote close by flicked on those red lights you were under a few nights ago.

[elegantlyeva]

12 Days of December

December 2nd: Scott Miller x Reader: Snowy Encounter

December 4th: James Potter x Reader: Unfairly Balanced

December 6th: Spencer Reid x Reader: Hot Cocoa

December 8th: John B x Reader: Gingerbread and Sugar Cookies

December 10th: Sirius Black x Reader: Priceless

December: 12th: Steve Harringoton x Reader: Tragic Little Tree

December 14th: Peter Parker x Reader: Mistletoe

December 16th: Aaron Hotchner x Reader: Holiday Hunger

December 18th: Rafe Cameron x Reader: Snow Angel

December 20th: Tyler Owens x Reader: Lighting Up

December 22nd: JJ Maybank X Reader: Nutcracker

December 24th: Remus Lupin x Reader: Eve

I think i've written enough of the 12 to actually post this, but once December 2nd comes I'll start linking the blurbs here as I post so it's more organized <3

[literaryavenger]

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

SERIES (3+ parts)

Broken - finished

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Bonus Part

TWO-PART SHOTS

I love you and I hate it

Part 1 | Part 2

Meet the Guardians of the Galaxy

Part 1 | Part 2

Sargeant Grumpy

Part 1 | Part 2

ONE-SHOTS

On Thin Ice - Figure Skating AU - requested

Mornings Like This - requested

Love Is A Battlefield

New Year's Eve

Back To You - alternative ending

Happy Birthday

Birthday Kiss - 40s Bucky

Can I Be Him?

Not So Bad

Sputnik - requested

Obsessed

Stargazing

You Were My Sunshine

Until My Last Breath

DRABBLES

You're Still My Sunshine

Bucky Eating

[pocoyo-yo]

PASTA & LOBSTER

SUMMARY: i got a white boy on my roster.. he be feedin me pasta & losbter

WARNINGS: leon!kennedy x black!reader, smut, fem!bodied reader, f/m, unprotected sex, a lil cum eating, dirty talk, doggy (pos.), rough sex, manhandling, hair pulling, slapping (ass), lots of degradtion, some praise, situationship, petnames? (lots of 'slut', sweet thing, baby, officer), leon is a meanie but he whimpers, i imagined re4 (remake) leon for this but it can be which ever leon you want tbh

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the aroma of alfredo sauce from the styrafoam to-go boxes filled the motel room— you could see the piles of noodles in the back of the reflection from the mirror.

your face was pressed firm into a pillow while your running mascara dripped onto the cream colored covering.

"stay tonight," harsh breaths left the man above you. "need you all night long.."

you shivered— the harsh jolt of your hips everytime your bodies made contact on that sqeauky bed had you hiccuping on cries.

"hey," you gasped at how quickly your head was yanked up by your now messy hair. "we just started don't you go dumb on me now— talk to me.." the slight growl in slurred voice made you whimper.

your eyes dared to roll back in your head. ".. I'll stay— don't ever wanna go.." you pleaded— heavy pants left your swollen lips.

he chuckled, "god, y're such a slut." his hips tilted upwards at a slight angle— allowing his fat cock to sink further into pussy.

you stuttered on moans— legs trembling while your sticky arousal rolled down your thighs. you could barely breathe— your eyes stung with tears.

his thrusts were practically animalistic— not a sense of empathy or corcern for your wellbeing. sex was never this rough until you met him— you loved it, really loved it, you craved it even until you actually got it. until your muscles were tight and your legs were shaking to point the feeling in your toes had faded to numbness.

"leon.. l— leon," you reached back and pathetically pushed at his abdomen. "it hurts— can't breathe.." you babbled.

a sharp sting landed on your ass cheek making you whine and shake your head weakly.

"y're a fuckin' liar.." leon hissed— yanking your head back even rougher than before. he twirled your hair around his fist— the hair he paid for last time he got back. god, he spoiled you. he had better things— more important things to worry about than spoiling you and yet he still did it.

just for you.

"you said you 'don't ever want to go'— but y're trying to push me away? just the definition of a damn slut.." he mocked you— slapping your ass again and groaning softly at the ripple in your skin.

your brows knitted together as you dug your teeth deep into your bottom lip.

"you said it hurts right? what hurts?" leon questioned— his words were laced with painfully obvious fake sympothy.

his cock slipped almost completely out of your pussy before it sunk back in— the girth had you feeling like you were being stuffed full. your puffy pussy wrapped snug around his cock like a glove— a warm, wet, and tight ass glove that leon kennedy couldn't get enough of.

"y're too," you sniffled. "too deep 'n too big— it hurts.."

leon sighed, "poor baby," he sped up his movements earning a pathetic pornographic moan from your swollen lips. ".. you said you can't breathe? fuck, tell me— why can't you breathe?"

your nails sunk into his hard abs before leon grabbed your wrist— pinning it to your back which made you arch further.

"leon.." you mumbled.

"leon? so it's my fault again?" he scoffed.

you pouted, "y're too big— 'can feel it in my chest!"

"chest?"

"m— mhm.."

he grunted, "but you love it, yeah?" strands of his blond hair stuck to his sweaty forehead.

"I— I love you," you moaned. ".. 'love the way you fuck my pussy, lee.."

leon furrowed his brows at two things; the first was the sudden 'i love you' that left your lips and the second was the nickname you said 'lee'. he tried to believe it was because he had you drunk of his cock that you sputtered out those two phrases, but leon kennedy spent enough time with you in bed and out of it to know that you don't just say 'i love you' to anyone no matter how good you feel, and also you absolutely dispised nicknames.

"I know,"

he definitely did not know.

".. only a slut in love with me," leon groaned—chewing on his lip as sweat rolled down the bridge of his nose. ".. would take a fucking like this 'nd beg for more."

you whimpered loudly, "f— fuuuck!" your body shivered at the throbbing heat that pooled in your core.

the wet sound of his cock sinking back in your creamy folds was music to leon's ears. he looked of at the mirror and grinned before he yanked you by the hair to look as well.

"y're so pretty," he grunts— blue eyes hooded as he rolled his hips against you and dragged out his thrusts. ".. so pretty when you just moan and take it without being a bitch about it."

you whined at the tightness forming deep in your gut— eyes rolling back in your head.

"no," leon's thrusts become unapologetic once again— splitting you open with ease while his tip kisses your clit everytime. ".. y're going to watch yourself get fucked by me— gonna watch this slutty pussy of yours take my cock like a champ." he ordered and your lashes fluttered as you stared at the lewd sight through a blurry gaze.

"l— lee please," you cry out— clenching your fists. ".. oh god—"

he chuckled before a grunt left his lips when his cock slipped out of you mid thrust— it was wet and a ring of creamy white dripped around the base onto the sheets. he let go of your hair and you groaned in fustration and looked back over your shoulder, waiting for him to put it back in.

"leon c'mon.." you huff.

leon released the wrist he had pinned to your back and nodded down towards his twitching cock.

"I didn't say to stop lookin in the mirror," he scoffed. ".. fine, you want to be impatient? put it back in yourself."

you kept staring to see if he would let up but he was competely serious— his heavy hand landed on your ass again.

"make sure you watch yourself do it too, understand?"

you looked at yourself in the mirror on the wall and reached back behind yourself.

you clicked your tongue, "I understand, officer."

before leon could respond you wrapped your fist around his cock and pressed yourself against him. you mewled while you rubbed his tip over your wet, pillowly lips before you pushed it inside of your dripping hole— sinking the rest of his length in you until just his heavy balls were pressed firm against your pussy.

leon groaned, "there you go— not that hard right?"

you yanked your hips forward— slipping off of some of his dick, and then you let him slip back inside of you. leon moaned and glared at you in the mirror while your face contorted with pain and pleasure as you fucked yourself on his cock like he was some dildo.

"this is nice.. fuck.. that's my pretty slut," he stroked your back while you threw your ass back on his cock— moaning softly. ".. you like it like this? just using me?"

your cunt ached and you looked at leon in the mirror. ".. I can't reach deep enough, leon," you complain in a quiet, embarrassed whine. ".. need more of your dick.."

leon grinned, "so you need help?"

you nod shlyly.

"words?"

"I need help," you frown embarassedly. ".. officer."

you could see the slight shift in leon's expression when you called him that. the tight tug of his lips and the sharpened gaze of his blue eyes. his large hands gripped your hips and just from how hard he was holding you, you already knew his handprints would bruise your skin.

there was no warning— all you did was scream leon's name at the sudden change in pace.

you clawed at the messy sheets and let tears fall while the loud, agressive claps of your ass filled the room.

"damn y're tight.." he moaned— his skin finding yours so quickly there a slap every other second.

you clenched your teeth and resisted the urge to squeeze your eyes shut and let your pleasure take over. it didn't look like leon was watching you but you knew he was— another slip up and he'd be on your ass; no cumming for another hour at least and you couldn't handle that.

"ooh," you sobbed— eyes stinging with tears. ".. shit! shit! shit!"

"missed this pussy," leon babbled— whimpers flowing from his parted lips. "missed seein ya like this— missed fuckin ya like this. when it comes t'making it back home— knowin' you'd give it up t'me so easy s'one hell of a motivater.."

you sniffled, "m'close.. make me cum, lee.." your hand snaked in between your thighs and rubbed circles over your sensitive clit.

leon grunted, "don't ya worry— I make this pussy cream everytime I'm in it, don't I?" he hovered over (and close to) you— forcing himself deeper.

your gummy walls were squeezing him with no remorse— pussy spasming around his cock while your body shook uncontrollably.

the tightness in your belly relaxed— the pace of your finger tips quickening over your clit. ".. l— leon!" you cried out— your release rolling down his cock.

leon hivered and let his his head loll back in between his shoulders. "f— fuck that's it," his thrusts grew sloppy as your sticky cum smeared over his cock and dark brown happy trail that led down from his belly button. ".. o— oh my god.. oh my god that's a good little slut.." leon whined before he pulled out of you suddenly.

"on your knees— press those pretty tits together.." he panted heavily.

you quickly scrambled on your knees, cupping your tits and squishing them close together.

leon stared down at you with flushed cheeks— his fist dragging up and down his cock while you batted your lashes up at him. your hair was a tangled mess thanks to him, your eyes were puffy along with your lips thanks to him, cheeks stained with mascara tears thanks to him too, the bruises and kissmarks on your skin thanks to leon s. kennedy himself.

just the concept that he did that to you had leon gulping at the sight.

"f— fuck oh fuck," he whimpered— pre-cum rolling down from the red tip. ".. c'mon c'mon gonna cum all over those fuckin' tits. y're mine. y— y're my slutty girl who let's me fuck her pussy whenever I want, yeah?"

you nod with a lazy grin, "m'yours leon— this is only your slutty pussy.."

leon panted, "that's right.. oh fuck—" he stiffened up as ropes of his hot release landed on your tits while he fucked his fist— little whines leaving him as he came down from his high. his white cum was splattered across your brown skin— some of his already dripping down the curve of yout tits.

you coated your fingertips in his release before you popped them into your mouth— humming at his taste.

you giggled, "thank you, officer."

leon let go of his softening dick before he leaned down and kissed you— it was surprising gentle, his pink lips brushed over your lips before he slipped his tongue in the crevase of your mouth. his teeh tugged on your bottom lip while you ran your fingers through his blond hair.

"you're perfect," he repeated against your plump lips. ".. you're perfect, sweet thing.. fuckin' perfect."

leon s. kennedy was just like, if not worse than you, when it came to saying 'i love you'.

the man has had so much luck with women that it didn't feel all that lucky anymore. the words weren't really in his vocab at this point, but you didn't hate him for not saying the phrase back because you loved him.

though a close second to 'i love you' for leon kennedy was perfection— he never liked to throw that around willy-nilly either. so for now in this.. whatever it was between you two, that was your 'i love you too' and you were grateful to him that he felt close to same way you did.

"let's shower before the motel throws us out.." leon grumbled.

you smiled and kissed his nose, ".. one more time in the shower then, officer kennedy?"

"god," leon scoffed. ".. you're absolute perfection, baby."

[cece693]

MARVEL MASTERLIST!

Tony Stark

Male Reader

Brilliant REQUEST: male reader who’s kinda shy and quiet but crazy good at math and science and all those equations. something fluffy and cute.

Gender Neutral Reader

Numb Summary: You didn’t understand Tony’s decision; he’d left you with a gaping hold in your heart. It was easy to feel anger and resentment, but was it really a surprise how things ended?

Natasha Romanoff

Gender Neutral Reader

Fue Un Placer Conocerte Summary: Dating an assassin, especially the Black Widow, was bound to have problems. You accepted that since the beginning, however, you can’t help but feel that Natasha didn’t love you. That, to her, this relationship was nothing more than a nuisance.

Clint Barton

Male Reader

Farm Boy REQUEST: fluff fic about clint barton x male reader

Steve Rogers

Male Reader

We Belong Together Summary: Dating Steve Rogers was more difficult than you’d imagined. He was a man riddled with insecurities and, unfortunately, this affected your relationship.

Gender Neutral Reader

No Summary: You loved Steve, but you weren’t ready to make the big step in marrying him. Others don’t understand or merely refuse to accept your reasoning. Talk It Out Summary: Being related to the genius Tony Stark had many benefits, but being stuck in an argument between him and your fiance, Steve Rogers, was never anticipated. A Burden of Imagination Summary: You were a regular 21st century human so naturally you experienced a plethora of things—dating and sex included. However, when you begin dating Steve Rogers, your past is a topic of discussion as it clashes with his religious and old-timey upbringing.

Bucky Barnes

Male Reader

Affectionate Summary: Bucky is an ex-assasin and hydra's most valuable asset...that doesn't mean he wants to be treated as such. He's Cute, He's Cute Pt. 1.5, He's Cute Pt. 2, He's Cute Pt. 3 Summary: Another brother of Thor is coming to Earth. The Avengers are wary of the new visitor, yet he's nothing like Loki. Bucky grows a high school crush on the nobel, kind and slightly clueless Asgardian prince. Where's The Trust? and Where's The Trust? Pt. 2 Summary: After everything Hydra has done to him, Bucky finally found peace in his life—even managing to get a boyfriend in the process. However, his 'brother' Steve isn't too fond of his relationship nor you. The One Kind Voice Summary: Hydra was torture, but even amongst all the brainwashing and murders he'd committed, Bucky couldn't help but see you as his shinning light. A safe place from the living hell he endured for over 70 years.

Loki Laufeyson

Male Reader

A Crown of Two Realms Summary: You are set to marry Asgard's golden prince, however, when you meet the god of mischief, you can't help but see him differently. Shadows and Subtlety Summary: Loki has become unbearably soft and pliant in the presence of you, an assassin that can be seen as a male version of Natasha.

[pumpkinspiie]

❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜ with jim halpert PLEASEEEE

puppy dog eyes won’t work this time…

(warnings. none. purely fluff!)

“No, Y/N we’re not going to that stupid Marvel comic convention! We do it every year.” Jim spoke to his wife as they walked into their job this morning.

Y/N and Jim met at their job eight years ago when she started out as a sales rep. It was her first big girl corporate job and she was nervous but thanks to Jim, she felt comfortable working there.

“But baby, I thought you loved the comic convention!” She whined quietly as she sat her purse down on her chair. Jim shook his head smirking a bit but still trying to stay firm.

“No, that’s you that loves those comic cons.” He rebutted. Y/N pouted as she shrugged sadly taking a seat deciding to leave the subject for right now.

All throughout the day, Y/N kept begging Jim to take her to the comic con. From the emails to the hint dropping, she couldn’t stop. She was determined to win this battle one way or another.

Speaking of the Halpert wife, she sat at her desk that was placed next to her husband’s. She glanced over to her husband who was looking at something on his computer, most likely writing an email, she smiled to herself as she softly kicked him trying to get his attention.

Once he looked up, she smirked at him then gave him the best puppy dog eyes she could. Jim looked at her with a face, an all knowing one.

“Nope, nu-uh. Puppy dog eyes aren’t gonna work this time.”

jim halpert x reader

[punkeropercyjackson]

And if i said Ramona Flowers gives Percy Jackson

[luvvyouforever]

♡ -> fluff, comfort, sfw fics

˙◠˙ -> angst

☆ -> smut, nsfw fics

୨୧ -> headcanons

stardew valley

♡ ୨୧ harvey - sfw alphabet

☆ ୨୧ harvey - nsfw alphabet

☆ harvey - exclusively yours

˙◠˙ harvey - never

♡ harvey - my girlfriend (wife) is a witch

♡ ☆ ୨୧ sam - bf headcanons

˙◠˙ ୨୧ haley - unrequited love headcanons

marvel universe

♡ gambit/remy lebeau - secret language

☆ ୨୧ cyclops/scott summers - nsfw headcanons

☆ ୨୧ wolverine/logan howlett - logan is a masochist

☆ ♡ wolverine/logan howlett - show me what you got

♡ ☆ ୨୧ daredevil/matt murdock - mutant/superpowered!reader headcanons

a court of thorns and roses

♡ azriel shadowsinger - starcrossed

♡ azriel shadowsinger - matchmaker, matchmaker

♡ rhysand - comfort on the bridge

♡ rhysand - rhys and john keats

♡ ୨୧ marriage and domesticity with acotar characters

♡ ୨୧ acotar boys x reader w/ illyrian wings

♡ tamlin - nobody else

♡ ୨୧ tamlin - sfw alphabet

☆ ୨୧ tamlin - nsfw alphabet

harry potter universe

♡ ୨୧ evil mc x sebastian sallow headcanons

♡ dark!sebastian sallow - go ahead and cry

♡ ୨୧ harry potter boys x keeper!reader

♡ neville longbottom - suddenly, neville

♡ george weasley - the healing process

♡ nymphadora tonks - pillows, sleep, and sirius black yelling

criminal minds

♡ aaron hotchner - undercover

♡ aaron hotchner - drivin' on 9

☆ ୨୧ emily prentiss - strap headcanons

☆ the solution - emily prentiss x pregnant!reader

rivals

☆ ୨୧ declan o'hara - nsfw alphabet

♡ ☆ ୨୧ declan o'hara - i am my father's daughter

☆ ୨୧ rupert campbell black - nsfw alphabet

☆ rupert campbell-black x reader x declan o'hara - challengers

the last of us

♡ werewolf!abby anderson - headcanons + vampire!reader

♡ ୨୧ abby anderson - med student!abby x liberal arts student!reader

♡ joel miller - snowed in

gilmore girls

♡ ☆ ୨୧ luke danes - boyfriend headcanons

stranger things (no longer writing for)

♡ ☆ robin buckley - don't want you like a best friend

☆ robin buckley - look at you

☆ ♡ robin buckley - deeply in love

[eclipsedechoesofmywords]

"Kiss them well"

Part Two here [Love Them Well]

Masterlist

Warnings: scars, mentions of torture, angst

Word Count: 340 words

A/N: This is inspired by a WIP of mine. It is pretty traumatising because the fmc is basically my trauma dump character, but yea, here ya go :D

Imagine that you've been through a lot, and you have the scars to show for it. They cover your arms and your back.

And you hate them.

You hate them because they remind you of how you suffered. How the people who hurt you took away the right to feel good in your body. There was a time when you had to cover up all the mirrors in your house because you couldn't bring yourself to look at you anymore.

You've gotten past that now, but you still cover yourself up when you go outside.

Then, of course, he tries everything to make you love yourself as much as he does. Kissing your scars every chance he gets, telling you how beautiful you are, just holding you like he would die if he let you go. Everything you put your arms around his neck, to dance or to hug him, he always presses his lips against your wrist as he smiles at you. He knows every one of them and the stories behind them.

You weren't used to that type of attention. Your exes distanced themselves when they saw them or ignored them altogether. They never gave them any special attention, not like he does. They didn't kiss each other and ask about how you got it or wait patiently as the words got stuck in your throat. If you couldn't get them out he would move on and come back to them some other day. He, of course, remembered all the ones you didn't have answers to, easily finding them like your scars were a map he had memorized.

All he wanted to do was give you courage again. To be able to wear the clothes you loved before the scars. To not care about the looks people would give you if they saw them.

Both of you have been through so much. So many changes. So many disasters. But both of you will always stay and get through it together. He is your forever as much as you are his.

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Sam: I know what might motivate Bucky to get out bed and back on missions.

Y/N: You think I should work him up with the butter sock?

Kate: You know, I really don't.

Yelena: Did they say butter sock?

Scott: Is that a sock?

Carol: Full of butter?!

Sam:

Sam: Do you guys wanna hear my idea?

Kate: Yes.

Peter: Does it involve the butter sock?

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It's only pretend right ? ( Bucky barnes x reader) part three

summary : kitty ( y/n) brings bucky to one of the spots in her life she can just breathe and take it all it , while the two enjoy the time alone soon realize that they been gone far too long get back only for bucky to take a tumble and learn more and more about her , he even get asked to bring her grandmother to church and a surprise shows up that makes her happy to be home

warnings : this is actually unlike me to have a tooth rotting fluff piece but i ain't mad at it , grammatical and spelling errors ( whats new)

previous part

Maybe it was the scenery , maybe it was the company  or even it was the both that had her instantly more calm more settled , the fresh green grass  , trees and  fields as she passed by was something she did miss even though the compound was surrounded by some trees and stuff it wasn’t like this . it wasn’t the great outdoor of home she always looked forward to .  The two stopped near the meadow just an hour from her house. She felt calmer being away from the judging gazes and comments, finally being able to breathe fully and it was like bucky could see the shift himself .

 “ You know they have no idea about who you are,” he spoke up.

 “I used to think they did , they used to make me doubt myself so much that when i was on my own I thought I was a disappointment so when i was left in big city i was afraid to come home, until I met fury  , he showed me I was worth something then I came on to the team and even more, I mean my dad's side they're awesome they let me know i'm loved , they tell me all time that their  proud of me” she smiled brightly. 

“ I understand you more” he nodded “ huh ? “ she felt herself suddenly doubt kicking in.

 “ Why you make everyone's day better, let them know their worth even when they don't themselves “ he smiled softly watching the horse move to the little river.

“ I make sure they never feel the way I once did,  sorry also I didn't know dickface was here” she grumbled . 

“ gotta be a specific doll” he chuckled .

 “ Good one but I was talking about my ex,” she laughed.

 “ He's the one who hurt you badly huh?” He knew of him , Knew it was bad but never pushed her to tell him .

 “ he left me in new york two days after arriving found him with another girl when I went go get my stuff out of hotel room and he didn't care like they waited for me to leave” she scoffed.

“Well  he never deserved you , he  screams of  what is it Parker says , small dick energy “ he mused as her laughter filled the meadow. The way the light hit her honestly looked like an angel,as he knew one week was gonna be hard , two was going to definitely kill him . 

 “You know I'm glad fury found me “ she sighed  flopping on to the ground staring up at the clouds above. 

“ As am I,  you know you still never told me that story either” he flopped down beside her .

 “ you make it  through these days without killing my family or ex and well then I'll tell you both stories “ she giggled .

 “ you got yourself a deal doll “ he held his hand out as she took it, sealing their deal 

 “ so Is this your spot , you know  that one spot that everyone has to feel free , The one that is just for them ” he asked, eyes watching her reaction. 

“ It's one of them only Jessie knows my real spot, the one I went to  as a kid when they would visit or when I had a tough time,  he’s the oldest and in the army  but he got leave so be here tomorrow ” she smiled softly.

“  Are you two  close?” he asked . 

“ He was the first best friend I've ever had and the first person I rang when I got both jobs then my dad” she smiled. 

“ I mean I love izzy and jack to death and we’re close too, we bond over different things , she is closer to  Jack ,twin thing “ she explained . He could listen to her rambles even for hour , days even and not get tired of sound of her voice .

“ I get what you mean doll” he held her hand and two just looked up at sky enjoying the comfortable silence. She even had a nap before the buzzing of her phone startled her seeing the sun setting .

 “ shit mama texting to say it almost time for dinner” she yawn as he stood holding his hand out for her to take pulling her up . “ just us and grandma “ she added .

“ the evil one?”.

“ The devil lady , she ain't so bad I mean she's quiet and grumpy and judges everything most of the time and ignores everyone. My dad convince she sold her soul to the devil to live forever hence the nickname , she’s had a few close calls ” she chuckled easily mounting her horse as bucky got up on the moon easier.

“ I would say race you but this one is too far gone” he chuckled as she walked a head and moon followed.  

“ I'll see if I can keep you guys together” she cooed to the horses . 

The sun completely set as the two pulled back up on the ranch. All the cars were gone meaning they were gone too . 

“ I can't believe this,” her dad stared as they approached.

 “ What are you about, old man?” she laughed.

 “ the rebel stallion walking like a show pony , you know he bucked Jack off” he said coming to the two .

“ he's misunderstood , hard at trusting but once he does , big softy plus jack in the box is annoying  “ she giggled, flickering a glance towards the man beside her.

 “ We think he's after star too “ bucky patted the stallion not realizing he was going to sneeze once horse head went down bucky tumble after hitting the ground with a thump.

“ shit bucky you ok “ she hopped down so quickly honestly her father never seen her move so fast  .

 “ is it dark enough that neither of you saw that” he groaned, eyes not  wanting to open. 

 “ it not even dark enough to hide the red of your cheeks son” her dad's hand slipped into Bucky's, pulling him off the ground.  

 These two stay together  from now on , you get in and rest that was quite a fall I'll check you over once I get these settled “ she called back .

“ come on son we get you in “ her dad led the super soldier in suppressing his laughter.

“ Are you ever gonna tell her how you feel?” he asked. “ I mean we're together “ he panicked.

“ I may be old but I ain't dumb  , plus the team clued me in “ he chuckled . 

“ steve?” He asked .

 “ he and Natasha , they rang three nights ago” , his words making Bucky stop. 

 I only found out last night.” His brows furrowed.

 “ she only found out that morning” he winked, heading into the house leaving the door open once the super soldier let the words sink in.  

“Come on before she kicks both our asses,she a cute little thing but shit never get wrong side of kitty ” he walked faster into the house as bucky followed . 

“ about time … wheres kitty “ her mother turned to see two men .

” Bucky here took tumble off the moon so she gone get them  set for night while I checked over lover boy here” he patted the man's vibranium arm . 

“ shit” bucky huffed. 

“ What's broken , we ain't got insurance for that '' her dad said  his first proper look at the metal arm he's only ever seen in pictures. 

"Nah the plates and calibration is out of whack ,makes it off” he explained lifting the glasses up and instantly smashing it. “ I can feel pressure with it “ he winced as they jumped at the sound of glasses shattering .

 “ hey who’s making a mess in here” she walked in seeing their worried expressions set on bucky . 

 What's wrong, do we need to go to the hospital?” she rushed in front of the man. Eyebrows furrowed as her face laced with worry checking him over. 

“ my arm just acting up” he smiled softly loving the doting attention she was giving him .

 “ Pop, can you get my tools please?” she asked softly .

 “ You need to take the arm off , I can clear the table” her mother rushed over .

 “ No, he doesn’t easily do it while on so he can feel it’s in the right balance” she shook her head . Bucky couldn’t help laughing when her father pushed in the heavy trolley neon purple in color.

 “ nice choice color doll” he winked making her chest flush.

“ Jessie and Jack got them for me” she rolled her eyes . 

“ She and my dad used to fix cars when she was growing up , little tiny thing picked quickly. I mean she was fixing engines to her daddy’s machines at 10” her mother chuckled.

“ Ok, you ready buckaroo?” she asked, opening the trolley. 

 as i’ll ever be” he saluted with his other hand.

Her parents watched as she was lost in her task. It was like watching her as a kid working with her grandfather again. While bucky was lost in her , just the presence of her alone.  “ ok …more or less” she asked as he flexed the metal appendages. 

“ nearly there a little more” .   He loved when she was this close, how he could see every detail of her face, little freckles that littered her cheeks, how he could enjoy the full beauty of the color of her eyes. When the tip of her tongue peaked out when she was fully concentrating on a task.

” ok how's that” she asked.

 “ Perfect thanks doll” he kissed her cheek . 

“ y-y-your welcome , food time” she turned so fast she felt dizzy but she was sure if it was his lips or smell of his cologne , the way she had to force her eyes to stay on task at hand or get lost in his beauty but boy did her knees feel weak. 

 “ kitty dear, could you get me a blanket” her grandmother asked . 

“ Yes grandma, which one ?” she asked softly. 

“ surprise me dear” she let a little smile on face. 

“ She needs to teach me to do that,” her father whispered to bucky. 

“ Mama is always sweet to the grandkids” her mother rolled her eyes.

 “Mr Barnes,  would you bring me to the church tomorrow? '' the elderly woman asked face showing nothing .

“ I can indeed ma’am” he nodded . 

“ Mama, he doesn’t know where it is, '' her mother protested.

 “ They got computers for that , thank you mr. barnes'' she nodded before bowing her head, not waiting any longer saying her own grace and tucking  into her food .  

“your immortal right” her dad Frank teased.  

“ Why, '' Bucky asked.

 “ Don’t mind him '' Beth's eyes rolled, swatting her husband as Y/N walked in with a flowery blanket. 

“ Perfect dear, thank you, '' her grandmother cooed. '' Bucky is taking me to church tomorrow” she added as the woman froze while sitting down. 

“ He doesn’t know where it is , we don't have a car here” she began. 

“ your fathers car and he’ll find the way” she dismissed easily.

 “ good luck, you know what buckaroo it was nice meeting you ” she gave him thumbs up dodging her mother swatting her . 

Once dinner was done and everyone was retired for the night, Bucky found her sitting on the porch looking up at the skies . 

“ i was wondering where you went to , nat is wanting to facetime” he held his phone up . 

“ ok park that ass” she patted the spot beside her. What they weren’t expecting was the team sitting in the living room, even Tony .

“ Hey you two, how did the first day go” nat asked . 

“ he survived the first day with the vultures” she joked.

 “ I went horse riding too,” Bucky beamed.

 “ fell off the horse too” she burst out laughing .

 “ last time i was one was the 40’s” he rolled his eyes but didn’t hide his loving glance at her laughing.

 “ Two weeks guys” she said as they all looked away from the camera. 

“ you haven’t had your vacation yet and neither has the cyborg so yes two weeks pretty girl” sam sassed. 

“ Hey little pyro you haven’t seen my black card have you” tony asked arching his brow.

 “ Remember that hug?” she asked . 

“Little shit , buy anything good even? ” he asked, chuckling.

 “ nah not yet might buy my horse a new saddle you know the luxury brand” she mused playfully.

 “ Her little accent is so cute , you can hear it more,” Wanda cooed.

 “ I dont have one , anyway funny find out you got my parents involved in the ploy” she asked softly. 

“ you both need a break ok so shut up and enjoy it , not much happening here anyways” nat rolled her eyes. 

“ I mean it is good to be home , just can’t wait til the rest of them leave, especially dick face” she huffed. 

“ What is your brother thinking?” Nat crossed her arms.

 “Honestly jack doesn’t think” a gruff voice called, making her head shoot right up.

“ JESSIE” She ran off the steps, almost knocking the man to the ground. 

“ her older brother is here i’ll ring you guys later” bucky hung up before standing up.

 “ Hey kitty, good to see you,” he smiled, holding her tighter to him . 

“You're supposed to be here tomorrow” she sniffled.

 “Hey they best be happy tears” he pulled her into a hug. 

“ very happy tears i missed you so much” she almost climbed into his arms .

 “ sergeant barnes” he saluted while still holding his sister close to him .

 “corporal” he saluted back .

 “ Are you being safe?” she asked, checking him over.

 “ I should be asking you that,” he arched his brow. 

“ I'm safe,” she smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes.

 “Sorry you had to deal with them today” he smiled sadly knowing his own family. 

“ s’okay i mean dad was there” she shrugged. 

“ They give her a hard time?” He looked to bucky.

 “  hey i’m right here i can handle it , how long's the leave for” she asked.

 “ It was a bit harsh,” Bucky smiled sadly.

 “ dickface saying anything? And I got two weeks, funny that ?  ” he asked. 

"No, I mean anytime he did Helen answered, even though she doesn’t like him and I didn't influence your leave ” she giggled. 

“ Jack just thinks her family should be there , her parents are gone so he’s all she has” Jessie rolled his eyes still not liking it hell he almost left his post to get her  in NewYork when he found out. 

“ Come on mama and papa haven’t been in bed long” she pulled the men into the house , she and bucky stood on the landing watching the reunion. She grabbed his arm when she saw her mother crying at the sight of her son making him move his arm lacing his fingers in hers . 

“I'm glad i didn’t miss this” she whispered seeing how happy her parents were.

 “ Me too,” he smiled, eyes locked on her , seeing how happy she was. 

part 4

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guys I have a few more asks to get through, but I wanna do a twelve days of Christmas fics so if anyone has wintery/christmas requests and with which character please please please share <3 

(ex; Ice skating/character or hot cocoa/character or however specific you wanna get really)