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mermaidxatxheart · 4 years ago

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Making Space

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Poe Dameron x Ben Solo

Word Count: 2230

Square Filled: Crossover

Warnings: Multipairing. Some swearing.

Summary: Bucky gets launched into a whole new galaxy and meets a new friend to help him adjust to life on an alien planet.

A/N this is written for my darling friend @everythingisoverrated. she wanted some fluff and couldn't decide who she wanted it for. Also written for @star-spangled-bingo SSB2021

Bucky Barnes is still getting used to his surroundings. Waking up in the 21st century had been strange enough. But being launched into a completely different galaxy? That’ll really deep fry someone’s noodle.

The thing that helps the most? You.

You found him in that alley on Coruscant, taking him back to your apartment. You’ve been nothing but kind to him, treating him like an actual person, not questioning his metal arm, never treating him differently. When, months later, he told you his past, what happened to him, you didn’t run away screaming, you hugged him tightly, promising that all of that was behind him. He didn’t have to be the Winter Soldier anymore. Of all the things that you could have told him, that was the one thing that made him break down and sob like a baby.

You healed him. The cracks aren’t gone, will never be invisible, you’ve simply filled them in with something better, stronger.

It takes him a stupid amount of time to realize that you’re more than just a friend to him. You occupy his soul, bringing a blinding light into the darkness. The shadows of winter are gone, replaced with summer and warmth and sunshine, buttery yellow that just hits the best ways.

Months. That’s how long he suppresses his feelings for you, content to just be around you. Then, one night, you’re curled up against his side, laughing at a show he still doesn’t quite understand, but he’s happy to watch it with you. You look up at him, your eyes so pretty, so soft. He could get lost in them forever if you’d let him. And sometimes, like now, he thinks you just might.

“You’re staring.” He whispers, never mind the fact that so is he.

You smile softly, lifting a hand to brush his long hair back. “Just admiring.” You reply, thumb brushing gently over his cheekbone.

“Are you getting sentimental on me?” He teases and you grin, pushing yourself up. It’s nothing new for you to tell him how pretty he is, or all the little things you love about him.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” You swing your leg over his lap, straddling him and his heart knocks loudly against his sternum. “Bucky?” You whisper, cupping his face and letting your fingers braid through his hair.

“Uh- uh-huh?” He flounders like a damn fish.

“Can I kiss you? Would that be okay?” You ask and he nods like an idiot.

“Yeah. I mean… if you want to.” He corrects himself, feeling like a 16-year-old kid again, totally inexperienced and stupid.

You tilt your head, pressing your soft lips against his, gentle at first, testing to see how he reacts. When he opens his mouth for you, you deepen the kiss, inching closer. You drop your shoulders, holding his face right where you want him. His big arms encircle you, rubbing up your back and holding you against him. Your tongue licks into his mouth and a groan bubbles up before he can stop himself.

You pull away slowly, smiling to yourself. “Hi.” You mumble and he grins, truly happy for the first time in a long time.

“Hi.”

***

Things go perfectly for months. Bucky gets a job working mechanics on a big spaceship-no, wait. Here, they’re called starships. It takes him a little bit to get the hang of it, but he’s good with his hands.

He meets you at home every day, together you make dinner and talk about all kinds of nonsense. He’s never bored with you.

But then one day, you’re late. His stomach twists uncomfortably. Did something happen to you? He paces in front of the couch, biting into his lower lip as he worries.

He doesn’t relax until he hears your keys jangle outside the front door. An hour late. He rushes to it, opening it with a whoosh, relief only lasting for a split second. You’re supporting a body against your side, arm pulled taut across your shoulders.

“Help.” You say, looking at the unconscious man next to you.

Bucky grabs his other arm, supporting most of his weight as he guides him to the couch. “What happened?” He asks, checking for a pulse. The man’s face is bloody, cuts and scrapes everywhere.

“He just fell out of the sky in front of me. Probably fell out of a speeder, but, I started to call for an ambulance and he said no. I couldn’t just leave him to d-die, Bucky.” You hiccup and Bucky turns to you. “I remember you said you trained with medics somewhere, on your home planet?”

“Baby, I don’t think it’s the same thing.” He frowns. You turn away, trying to hide the fresh tears. Something sinks heavily in his stomach. “Do you know him?” He asks.

You shake your head. “No. I’ve never seen him before. One second there was nothing, and then I tripped over him.” You mumble.

“Okay. I’ll do what I can. Get the kit from the fresher.” He says, pointing you away. You scramble and he starts checking the man over. His dark, curly hair is matted with blood, but everything looks superficial.

His eyes flutter open and he gasps, trying to sit up. “Whoa, easy, pal,” Bucky says, holding his shoulder to keep him down. “You’re okay.”

“The girl?” He groans.

“She’s here. What’s your name?”

“Poe. Poe Dameron.” He slumps back, eyes fluttering closed.

You rush back in, case in your trembling hands. “Found it.” You kneel next to Bucky, handing him the case. Poe turns his head to you,

“Thank you.” He mumbles. You touch his shoulder gently and he relaxes.

Bucky dresses his cuts, cleaning them and making sure they aren’t any deeper. Poe doesn’t protest, so Bucky assumes he passed out again. You haven’t said a word, but Bucky can still feel the tension rolling off you.

“He looks good, doesn’t seem to be anything broken. You did good, doll.” He brushes your hair back, smiling at you. You fling your arms around his neck, holding tight.

“I love you.” You whisper and Bucky can’t help but smile.

“I love you, too, sweetheart. Come on. You need something to eat.” He says, pulling you up and guiding you to the kitchen. “Have a seat.”

You sink into the chair and he starts pulling out things for a simple sandwich. “I’m sorry I scared you.” You say finally and he smiles at you over his shoulder.

“I can get over it now. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He says, setting the plate in front of you. You offer him half and bite into it, eyes closing happily.

“How do you make sandwiches taste so good?” You ask. He chuckles.

“It’s the magic.” He says. He glances at the couch, his mind still focused on you. He needs your laugh. “Is it just me, or is he a bit pretty?” He asks and you crack, laughing quietly.

“Hadn’t noticed.”

“Really? How could you not?” Bucky teases. He pulls you into his chest as he leans against the counter.

“Bucky Barnes. You’re such a tease.” You laugh.

Bucky can see the moment Poe pushes himself up, looking around. He doesn’t say anything, just lets him get oriented.

He makes his way slowly into the kitchen, looking around. “Hi.” He says awkwardly and you look over at him.

“Hi.” You smile.

***

Poe fits in nicely with Bucky’s new little family. He’s funny, sarcastic, devoted. You seem to bring that out in people.

Bucky never thought he’d be interested in sharing the love of his life, but he loves Poe just as much as he loves you. It’s a comfortable balance.

You work with each other well, falling into an easy routine that masks the passion you feel for each other.

His life is complete. He has you, he has Poe, a roof over his head, a family. There’s no one shooting at him, the nightmares have finally stopped. How can things get any better?

***

One year later.

“Poe should be home soon.” You comment, feet resting in Bucky’s lap as you scroll through your holopad.

“Yes. And when he comes home, we’ll start dinner.” Bucky teases.

“But I’m hungry now.” You complain.

“Naturally. One of these days, we’re gonna have to show you the power of waiting.” He sighs. You toss your holopad on the table, pulling yourself into his lap. His big hands settle on your thighs as you look down at him.

“I waited my whole life for you. And then I waited for Poe. Do I really have to wait longer?” You pout and Bucky sighs loudly. He runs a hand through his newly cut hair.

“Ten minutes.” He bargains.

You groan, sinking backward. He laughs exasperatedly, holding you tighter as you stretch down his legs. “That’s forever.”

“It is not. He won’t be much longer.” He promises, hoping he’s right.

“Are you trying to starve me?” You whine.

Jesus, he loves you. “Maybe I just want you ravenous.” He teases, squeezing your thighs.

You squeal, lurching upright and grabbing at his wrists to try and stop him from tickling you. “Bucky!”

“Sh, wait. Listen.” He pauses and you can hear Poe out in the hallway. He’s talking to someone.

“Hi.” He says and Bucky can hear that stupid charming smile.

“Hi.” A deeper voice responds.

“Poe Dameron.” He introduces and you share a look with Bucky.

“Ben Solo.” The voice replies and Bucky stands up, lifting you with him and he carries you to the door, letting you slide down before he opens it.

“There you are. We’re wasting away to nothing in here.” Bucky complains and you snort.

“And you think I’m dramatic?” You say coolly and his jaw drops.

“Guys, this is our new neighbor. Ben Solo.” Poe says, his eyes scanning your faces before looking back at the tall man. His dark fluffy hair hangs down to his shoulders, his eyes alert and intelligent. All broad shoulders and thick thighs.

“Bucky Barnes. This is Y/N.” He says, holding out his hand to shake. Ben shakes it firmly, smiling down at you.

“Wanna join us for dinner?” You ask softly.

“I’d love to.” Ben agrees.

Okay. So, Bucky can make a little more space.

***

The fresh smell of paint is finally starting to fade. The windows have been opened to let the fumes out and the decorations replaced. Ben’s apartment has been enveloped by the trio’s, now a quartet.

Surely, Bucky has to be running out of space in his heart.

He walks from the large new kitchen to the door of the master bedroom, pivoting on his heel and walking back.

“She’s allowed to be late.” Poe reminds him, stretched out on the couch.

“I don’t like it,” Bucky grumbles. Ben, sitting in the armchair and working off his holopad, nods.

“It’s not like her.” He agrees.

“Stop getting all worked up. She just had a long day, that’s all. She probably stopped at that cart for her drink. The line is always long at this time of day.” Poe reasons.

Bucky groans and leans over the back of the couch, dropping his head onto Poe’s stomach. His long fingers thread through Bucky’s hair, playing with the strands.

The door hisses open and Bucky jerks his head up, watching you walk in. Your shoulders are tense, nearly rising to your ears. You kick off your shoes, holding up a bag of take-out containers.

“Brought home dinner.” You say softly. Bucky makes his way to you, taking the bag out of your trembling hands.

“Hi.” He cups your face, searching your expression. Something’s wrong.

“Hi.” Your voice breaks, chin trembles.

“Oh, sweetheart.” He sighs, wrapping you in his big arms.

“I didn’t g-get it.” You mumble into his chest.

“Want me to go beat them up?” Poe offers, laying his own hand on your back. You nod, twisting your head to look at him. “You got it, Princess.” He smiles softly.

“Bunch of idiots,” Ben mutters, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissing your shoulder. “Tell me they didn’t give the promotion to Brenda.” He rolls his eyes and you stay quiet. “Oh come on!”

You give a watery chuckle.

“Brenda? She’s the fucking worst. I say you quit. See how good Brenda is at her job when you’re not doing it for her.” Ben huffs.

“What do you want to do, doll?” Bucky asks.

“Can we eat in bed? I just wanna be with you all.” You sniffle.

“Of course, sweetheart.” Poe agrees. “Go get comfy.” He kisses your forehead and you disentangle from Bucky and Ben. They take the food into the kitchen to plate it while you go into the brand new bedroom.

They bring the plates and drinks into the bedroom and you’re in the middle of the massive bed, in your pajamas, knees tucked up to your chest. Bucky climbs in on your left, Poe on your right, and Ben next to him. Everyone adjusted and comfortable, Bucky hands you the remote.

“Pick something to watch, doll.” He says, resting his forehead against your shoulder. Ben is playing with your hair, his arm draped around Poe’s shoulders. Poe has your hand in his, rubbing small circles on the back of it.

You turn on the tv, settling back to be comfortable, surrounded by the people you love most.

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tuiccim · 4 years ago

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I, the, just, YES!!!! This was marvelous. So sweet, so precious, so vindictive! I love it!

Sweeter than Sugar

Summary: She broke his heart but you're not going to let her win. Bucky deserves the best and you're going to give it to him.

Pairing: Chubby Baker!Bucky x Reader, mentions of former relationship with OFC.

Word Count: 4K

Warnings: Smut, Oral (fem receiving), body shaming by OFC, language, mentions of insecurities. painful break up (not reader) bit angst, fluff. As always 18+ only.

A/N: Do not copy, rewrite, repost or translate my works. Comments and reblogs are welcomed. Beta'd by the lovely @deann and @makbarnes but all mistakes are my own.

A/N II: @star-spangled-bingo 2021 Squared filled: Curtain fic and @gotnofucks Body positivity challenge

"Wait till you try this. I think this is my best batch yet." Bucky promises as he pulls the tray out of the oven with his vibranium hand.

You cringe for a second before remembering that he can handle the heat.

You stretch, looking around the large bright kitchen. A fresh breeze floats through the open window carrying in notes of rain and freshly cut grass and the faint sounds of the neighbor's kids playing with their dogs.

Leaning back in your seat, you turn your gaze back to him, a faint smile on your lips as he blows on the pastries, cute little puffs he named after you.

His blue eyes shine under the soft yellow lights, an apron under the swell of his pudgy belly. He looks incredible, wearing only a pair of black boxers that stretch across the curves of his ass. His hair is pulled back into a small bun at the nape of his neck, and there's always something smeared across his cheek.

Yesterday, it had been red velvet frosting, and today, cherry.

Bucky scoops a puff on to a small white plate, grabbing a fork from the drawer. He beams, his entire face radiant as he walks towards you.

That's the look that makes your stomach twist and leaves you feeling dizzy.

Dating Bucky has been a dream. He's loving, kind and he looks at you with such love that you lose your breath just thinking about him.

According to him, you've improved his life in several ways; he swears his food tastes better now, that you somehow make his cakes perfect, his frostings sweeter, and well, he can’t look at a peach without grinning like a drunk-in-love idiot.

You’ve spent many late mornings and lazy afternoons watching him patter around the kitchen, listening to him explain his baking processes while you lounge in a chair.

You don’t understand half of what he’s saying, but he speaks with such passion, his hands animatedly flying in the air as he talks about chocolates, melting points, and the differences in pans.

Bucky has discovered early on that he loves to watch you eat. To be more specific, if it's his food. Only his food, if he’s being honest. He gets so nervous every time that his stomach plummets because he wants to make things for you.

Give you so many things.

Starting with your own custom-made pastry.

“Here, Peach, it just melts on your tongue,” his deep voice lowering to a near moan.

He slips the pastry into your open mouth, his thumb grazing over your bottom lip as you swallow. Oh, your eyes almost roll back in your head when the flavors explode on your taste buds. You’ve never tasted anything that wonderful.

“Oh my god, Bucky,” you gasp, leaning forward for more. “I-that’s so good! Can I have another?”

He grins, lopsided and wide, his heart thundering so hard it feels like it might fly out of his chest. Bucky will give you pastries as much as you want if you keep looking at him like that. He puts his all into his baking and the fact that you enjoy it makes him feel as if he can walk on air.

Bucky kisses your forehead as you chew, pushing away from the table, he slides on his sock-covered feet to the fridge. “What do you want to drink?”

“What do we have?” You giggle as he dances in front of the fridge, calling out options for you.

It’s hard to believe that the carefree man in front of you is the same one that was ashamed to remove his shirt a few weeks ago.

Bucky holds your hands at your sides, fingers laced between yours as he feasts between your thighs. He promised to make you come for him at least three times and you swear it’s been double that by now. His warm, wet tongue flicking over your swollen, sensitive clit over and over, sucking and pulling it into his mouth like he can’t get enough of you.

You moan incoherently, voice hoarse from begging and mewling, your legs limp around his broad shoulders. “Buc-Bucky, oh right there, Bucky,” you plead, feeling pressure build in your belly as his tongue traces patterns over you.

Bucky grinned, his face covered in your slick. He can’t remember the last time he had a better meal in his life. “That’s my girl, so sweet, need one more taste, just a little more,” he whispers before his lips wrap around your clit again. Your mouth falls open in a wordless scream, back arching off the bed when he gently shakes his head, sucking so hard that you see stars.

Bucky groans actually groans deep and vulgar when you cum,and you feel it as your body explodes, waves of pleasure surging through you until you’re gushing on his beard. He eases up, nuzzling into your puffy folds as you come down from your high. Bucky looks up, his dark slate-blue eyes taking in your heaving chest, a bead of sweat rolling down your belly.

“One more?” he says hopefully, wanting to dive back into your pussy.

Your eyes widen as you frantically shake your head. “No. Oh no. Bucky, I can’t, I really can’t, I’m not sure I can handle any more.” You laugh breathlessly, tugging one of your hands free from his tight grip. You rake your fingers through his hair, smiling down at him. "Besides, I’ve been dreaming about you fucking me until I can’t walk.”

A faint blush sweeps across his cheeks as he averts his eyes. “Peach,” he mumbles shyly like he just didn’t spend the past hour worshiping your pussy with his mouth.

Bucky stands up, wiping a hand down his face. He stares at his glistening palm for a second, and then his pink tongue darts out, swiping across the wet surface. You wonder if he’s aware that he's moaning, your pussy throbbing at the guttural sounds.

“You’re filthy,” you jest when he does it again. His face gets even redder as he sucks on his finger.

“You taste better than my pies,” he retorts. “I could eat you all day, every day.”

“Tomorrow, for sure, but right now I want you inside me.”

His smile drops a little when you tell him to get undressed. He’s been dreading this moment, doing everything he can to avoid it. You scoot back on the bed, reaching out for him. Bucky looks down at his body, at his belly, his eyes narrowing, he scratches the back of his neck, telling himself he can do this.

He lifts the edge of his navy blue Henley, freezing when he hears her voice in his head. “Who would want a fatty? No one is going to love you looking like that.” Even now it stings thinking about her. Bucky glances over at you, his heartbreaking at the thought of you rejecting him.

Bucky drops his shirt and reaches for the lamp. “One second.” He says. An unmistakable hint of sadness in his voice has you sitting up. He’s never sounded like that before.

You tilt your head to the side, searching his face. “Bucky, what’s wrong?”

“Just gonna turn the lights off first.” The corner of his lips lifts in a weak, watery smile.

You move to your knees and grab his large hand before he can switch them off. “Why?”

Bucky swallows, “no reason, just like the lights off, 'is all.”

Bucky’s admittedly good at a lot of things, but lying isn’t one of them. He briefly meets your gentle gaze, worry and fear swimming in his beautiful clear blue eyes.

Placing your hands on his chest, you grab his chin. “Bucky, look at me.” He immediately follows your soft command. “What’s wrong? Did I do something?”

Bucky blinks, shaking his head, almost confused at the thought that you could do anything wrong. “No, no, you’re perfect! It’s me. I don’t wanna disappoint you.” His voice tapers off in a whisper, hearing her sharp laughter the last night they were together. “I know I’m fat, so it would be better if we turned off the lights, that way you don’t have to look at me. “

You stare at your generous, doting boyfriend. “Why wouldn’t I want to look at you?,” you question, befuddled because who on earth would jump at the chance to see a naked Bucky Barnes.

He shrugs a shoulder, his somber eyes drifting down. He grabs his belly and jiggles it. Another shrug followed by a quiet, “I look different with my clothes off.”

You crane your head back, “I love your belly, it’s perfect. Who made you feel like you have to hide it?”

Bucky sighs, rubbing his cheek into your palm. “My ex, Moxie- “

Bucky dated her two years ago. She latched on to him when he and Steve bought the bakery, wanting to be the girlfriend of the rising baking star.

Bucky slowly gained weight as he sampled his baking and designed dessert menus for local restaurants, his joy for baking expanding each day, finally getting to see his dreams become reality.

He hadn’t noticed the changes in his body until one night Moxie cruelly pointed them out.

He was getting ready for bed, eager to be with his girl after a full day of running around. He had been telling her about how another restaurant wanted his input, so excited to share his news that he didn’t notice the way she glared at him.

Tossing his shirt in the hamper, he turned to her and smiled, his hands on his belt. “I’ve been thinking about you all day baby, I can’t- “

Moxie sneered at him, pretending to gag. “Are you serious?”

Bucky’s brows furrowed. “Um, what?”

“Um, what,” she mocked, pulling the blanket up to her chest. There's a pause, tension seeping into the room. “You know what, I have to say it, I can't take this anymore James. Look at you and look at me, why the fuck would I let you touch me anymore?”

Moxie sighed, “can you put on your shirt back on or something because that- “she gestured at him “-is disgusting” She let out an irritated groan when he flinched at her words.

A punch to the gut would have hurt less. Bucky felt his heart split. “Moxie,” he whispered, unable to find words to express the pain currently ripping through him.

“Look, I didn’t sign up for this, you were in shape when we got together, what the hell happened to you? Why do you think I stopped letting you touch me.” She ranted, ignoring his soft pleas for her to stop.

“Either lose the weight or I’ll fuck Steve, at least he still looks good.” She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, yawning, “can you go somewhere else, I don’t want you accidentally rolling over me and squishing me in your sleep.”

His mouth floundered open, but he couldn’t speak. It all hurt too much, and he felt like he couldn’t breathe, the air was too thick and his chest grew tighter with each breath; he needed to get away, terrified of what might happen if he cried in front of her.

Bucky shuffled out the room, his heart shattering with every step. He thought she was happy, that he made her happy. Her laughter following him out to the hallway made his head droop even more.

What did he do wrong?

He spent the night on the couch, staring at his old pictures through tear-filled eyes, Bucky always had a little fullness to him, but he was always happy with his body. And he had been having so much fun with the grand opening and all the new opportunities that he never noticed that he stopped needing belts and his shirts were a little snug over his belly.

Bucky called Steve, his best friend fuming when he told him what happened. By the time he was done speaking with him, Bucky felt a little better, his heart may have been in pieces but he knew what he needed to do.

He kicked her out the next morning.

Much to Moxie’s surprise and Bucky's. He may be chubby but he's not going to be her pushover either.

Bucky ignored her apologies and said she had to go. It shocked her when Steve had shown up with a roll of garbage bags, tossing them at her feet with a sharp quip that he doesn’t fuck losers. Both men stood side by side, watching silently as she packed her belongings.

The only things she left behind were his broken heart and a few nagging insecurities that plagued him.

He finishes, his broad shoulders slumped under the weight of his confession, you want nothing more than to stamp out the sadness marring his beautiful eyes.

“I thought she loved me but--“ he sighs, “--I don’t want you to look at me the way she did, I love you too much, Peach, and I know I should probably lose a few -”

You’ve never been angrier in your life. You want to punch little Ms. Moxie in her throat, she better hope she never runs into you because they will have to pry you off of her.

Clearing your head, you clasp his face in your hands and pull him down for a kiss. “Bucky Barnes, you are the sweetest man I know, you’re beautiful and I love everything about you.”

You silence his objections with another kiss. “I mean it Bucky, I love all of you. You don’t need to change anything.”

Bucky swallows the small protest, letting himself relax. You’re not her, you won’t hurt him. Placing a kiss on his soft, round belly, you murmur, “you have no idea how sexy you are, honey.”

You stand on the bed, holding on to his bicep for balance, and tug his shirt off. Looking down at him, you bite your lip. He’s ridiculously handsome and you’re going to prove it to him.

You pepper kisses along the curve of his neck as you sink back down, praising him and telling him how much you love him, describing in vivid detail how each part of his body is perfect.

His confidence and love for you growing with each word. By the time you reach the band of his boxers, he panting, his eyes darkening with an almost feral need to possess you.

Bucky tears off the last barrier keeping you from him and he pounces. You giggle as he pushes you into the soft blankets, the solid, comforting weight of his body encompassing you as he kisses you with such passion you forget to breathe. His warm lips melding into yours, his wet tongue dipping into your mouth, the taste of you still lingering on his tongue as it dips into your mouth.

Bucky reaches down with one hand, grabbing his cock, his other hand cupping the back of your head as he deepens the kiss. He breaks the kiss, resting his forehead on yours so he can gaze into your eyes. Bucky watches your mouth fall open, a gasp pouring out when he guides his thick cock into you.

He rolls his hips, moving deeper into your wet, hot heat. “That’s it Peach, you’re so good,” He brushes his lips across yours, swallowing your oh Bucky as he stretches your tight pussy around him. The slight burn gives aways to pure bliss, you circle your hips after a minute. A quiet I’m ready breathed into his mouth.

Bucky thrusts languidly into your pussy, each deliberate slow drag of his throbbing cock against your soft walls sends bursts of pleasure up your belly and down your spine. His lovemaking tender, yet so possessive that your head is reeling.

He makes sure that you feel all of him, each inch as you clench down, greedy for more of him, even as he goes deeper and deeper, his soft lips caressing your neck. His body keeping you pinned, so you have to take everything he’s giving you.

That pressure builds again, heavy and hot in your belly, digging your heels into the top of his thighs, you meet his strokes, pleading with him to please move a little faster, you need it so bad.

You don’t have to beg; he wants you to cum for him; he wants to feel your sweet pussy flutter around him as you cry out his name.

Bucky sucks a bruise on your throat, his hips pounding into yours. The headboard smacking against the wall with each powerful thrust. The dull thuds drowned out by your loud moans, the pressure getting more intense.

“Bucky,—” you cry out, scratching his lower back when he grinds his hips down, “—oh fuck, do that, do that again,” you frantically chant, slapping your hands on his ass, keening when he does, god yes, he does it just right, hitting a tender spot inside your cunt so hard that you bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming.

“That it Peach, is that what you need.” He slips a hand between your bodies, his wide fingers circling your clit, “Go on, cum for me, give it to me Peach, be my good girl, and cum for me.”

You do, your walls clenching down as the pressure snaps, sensations firing off as your orgasms winds through you. Bucky’s pace falters, becomes erratic when he feels you milking his cock, unable to hold himself back any longer he lets himself go, relishing in your warmth until he spills inside you.

He tries to roll off of you, but you wrap your arms around him, murmuring for him to stay for a minute. You smooth your hands over his slick back, Bucky relaxes on top of you, grinning at your contented sigh. “I love you Peach.”

“Love you too,” you respond, plotting all the ways you’re going to let him know how much he means to you.

After that night, you began to praise Bucky, complimenting his body every chance you got, smacking his ass whenever he walked past you, hugging and kissing him.

The first couple of weeks, he would hide his face behind one of his large hands and his cheeks would resemble one of his bright red apples. “Peach, you don’t have to, I mean I’m-” he would stammer each time, always tucking his hair behind his ears.

It took you three days to figure out that he has a praise kink and you amped it. He barely opened his eyes before you were saying something that made him hide his face behind his pillow, laughing when you wiggled under it to tell him how good he looks when he smiles.

While you loved making him blush, you cherished how confident he became. And you reaped the benefits, one second he was a bashful baker with buttercream frosting on his forehead, the next he was bending you over his counter, railing you so good you couldn’t even scream his name.

After a while, he stopped avoiding the bathroom mirror in the mornings. And you couldn’t wipe the grin off your face, the first time you saw him cooking, shirtless, in the kitchen. He turned when he heard your footsteps, his face turning that familiar shade of red as you openly gawked.

“C’mon Peach, don’t you start-” he playfully grumbles, his lip twitching as he held in his smile, he moved back to the frying back, turning off the stove as he braces himself.

You squeal, flinging yourself at him, peppering his back with kisses. You couldn’t contain the litany of praises on your tongue, so proud of him. Bucky twisted in your grasp, cupping your face in his hands. “God I love you Peach.”

Bucky and Steve are celebrating the grand opening of another bakery. The largest one to date. The new building is full of investors, press, other bakers and chefs, a live band playing in the corner, drinks, and food everywhere, and of course the tower of desserts in the middle of the room. The atmosphere light and airy, glasses clinking, people dancing and every kind of cake, pies, and pastry imaginable on silver platters through the room.

You’ve never had so much fun, although a slightly buzzed Bucky is having an even better time because you’re wearing one of his favorite dresses. You remember when he first saw you in it, you twirled out of the dressing room and he nearly lost it in the middle of the store.

The more he celebrates, the more he’s giving you that look. Steve has to keep interfering, he’s close to going feral in front of all his guests.

Steve sent him to the kitchen after he caught him trying to put his hand between your thighs. You’re laughing as a contrite Bucky gets up from the table to refill the rapidly diminishing display.

“You know I’ve known Buck my whole life and I’ve never seen him this happy.” Steve remarks as he takes a seat across from you. His warm blue eyes glistening. “Thank you for that. He’s been through a lot and you’re the best thing that happened to him.”

Your cheeks get heated at his words. Steve leans forward, holding your hand between his. “I mean it, even though he’s getting on my last nerve talking about you.“

Steve squeezes your hand as he looks up at the ceiling for a second. “God, the man never shuts up, and I’m this close to strangling him if he compares you to another peach, but I love-“

He cuts off, his head jerks back so fast, you think something struck him. “What the fuck is she doing here?”

You turn around in your chair, searching the crowded room. “Who are you talking about?”

“Moxie,” Steve spits out, his hand curling into a fist. “White dress by the bar.”

You find her flirting with one of the investors. Moxie puts her hand on his chest, her shrill laugh cutting through the surrounding conversations. Whatever she tried fails spectacularly. The tall, sturdy blonde grimaces and walks away. You would almost feel bad if you didn’t want to slam her face into the wall.

She spots Steve and waves, making her way through the crowd. “Hey, long time no see.”

Steve raises a brow, his eyes hardening. “Why are you here?”

She laughs, patting his shoulder. “I’m here to apologize to Bucky, I know he misses me, he must be lonely.”

“Really?” you question, keeping your voice light and even.

Moxie dismissively glances at you before returning her attention to Steve. You chuckle under your breath, tapping your heel on the floor.

Don’t ruin your man’s event. Don’t ruin your mans’ event. You repeat the thought as you inhale through your nose.

“So I heard you two are doing really well.” She says, her manicured nails roaming over Steve’s suit. “Really well.”

Steve flicks her fingers off him, “We are. No Bucky’s not lonely. He doesn’t miss you. He’s very happy. With her.”

Moxie’s polite veneer cracks when Steve points at you. Waving your fingers at her, you grin at her. “You go near my Bucky and I’ll rip that cheap necklace off and shove it down your throat.”

She turns to Steve, gesturing to you as if she's the innocent one here; he raises his glass, blowing a harsh breath through his lips. “Don’t look at me, I still don’t fuck losers, but I’ll call if you if that changes.”

You laugh in your empty glass when she sputters. She turns to you, hand on her hip. You slowly raise your eyes, returning her stare. Part of you wanting her to do something, so you can wipe the smirk off her overly painted face.

“Whatever, I don’t need this. Keep the fattie. I can find another rich loser like that.” She snaps her fingers, storming over to the bar. You blink a few times in disbelief. The audacity of this bitch, thinking that she can stay and mingle at his event.

You're debating if you should have her thrown out by one of the staff or if you should drag her out by her hair.

You look her up and down as you ponder your choices, pausing when you see the edge of a tag sticking out the back of her dress. Hmm, interesting. She must plan on returning it after tonight.

A devious smirk slowly takes over your face, you know exactly what you’re going to do to little Ms. Moxie.

You glance at Steve, picking up his wineglass. Steve shakes his head while grabbing your hand. “Hey hey, I know what you’re thinking, and no.”

Before you can say anything, he’s pouring more burgundy wine into the glass until it’s nearly sloshing over the sides. “If you’re going do it, you gotta do it right.”

You exchange knowing glances. No one hurts Bucky. You saunter over to her, keeping your hand steady, not wanting to lose a single drop on the floor.

“Hey Moxie,” you call out. She turns around and you ‘trip’ over your heels, the deep red liquid flying forward in a perfect arch, splashing across her ivory dress, her face and you even got some in her hair.

“Oops, gosh, I am so clumsy,” you state, hiding your grin as she shrieks.

Steve jumps up, offering to help before she can swing at you. “I got you, darling.”

He places a hand on her back, quickly ushering her away “a little club soda will get that right out,” he reassures a pouting, whining Moxie.

He's lying through his teeth, that stain will never come out. Steve gets a peek at the price tag, almost laughing at the $899 imprinted on the card. He maintains his façade, leading her through the room, he stops, giving her a wide smile.

“And you can find some at the drugstore down the street.” He states, opening the front door and pushing her out. Her indignant shouts cut off when he slams the door in her face.

You throw your head back and cackle, startling some guests around the bar, you apologize for your outburst between fits of laughter, wiping the tears pricking at your eyes. You wave down the amused bartender, placing an order for you and Steve.

Steve joins you, raising his fresh glass of wine in a toast. “No one fucks with Bucky.”

"No one."

Neither you nor Steve realizes Bucky saw the whole thing. He ducks back into the kitchen, clutching the tray of Cannelés to his chest. For weeks after the breakup, he had rehearsed what he was going to say that next time he came face to face with Moxie.

But what you and Steve did was even better, the love of his life and his best friend always looking out for him.

Loving him unconditionally.

And just like that, the last traces of his insecurities vanished.

Later that night, you fall asleep with your head on his shoulder. He smiles at your hand on his belly. He places his large hand over yours, wondering how he got so lucky to have you.

And if Steve would kill him if he named another dessert after you.

He’ll risk it.

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megaman-legend · 4 years ago

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by TheOnlyCeeCeeJ

After Tony Stark kidnapped him, how did Peter Parker catch his eye? Out of all the boys that he had access to freely, why did Tony only want Peter? How did he become the man's one and only plaything? How did he become the boy that only Tony could touch?

While that may sound good, and it might be better than the other option of being sold to fuck knows how many men... It wasn't all nice clothes and special treatment for Peter. No. He was in more danger underneath the mobster.

Words: 11336, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of The Plastic Series

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Harley Keener, Happy Hogan, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Quentin Beck

Relationships: Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: SSBB Marvel Bingo 2021, SSBB Marvel May Day Whump, Based on a Lady Gaga Song, Alternate Universe - Mob, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Sexual Slavery, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Whump, Poor Peter Parker, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Hurt Peter Parker, Tony Stark Does What He Wants, Kidnapping, Kidnapped Peter Parker, Slave Trade, Training, Rape, Underage Rape/Non-con, Underage Prostitution, Underage Peter Parker, Crying, Anxiety, Angst

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indigomarina · 4 years ago

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Yes!!!! Me too

#Solid snake x rosalina #super smash bros #Shipping #fandom life confessions #Lucas #mother 3 lucas #mother 3 #solidalina #solid snake x princess rosalina #luma #ssbb 2021 #ssbultimate #ssbu #family au #metal gear series #metal gear solid #super mario galaxy #mario galaxy

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Artist Sign-Ups Close June 4th 11:59pm PDT

The Star Spangled Big Bang is a chance for writers and artists to collaborate and create stories paired with artwork, all of which will focus on the members of Team Cap/Cap Quartet from the Marvel Cinematic Universe, which includes Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, and Sharon Carter.

Stories are 10k words or longer. Artists will create 1 artwork and a banner inspired by them. Creations may be canon, canon divergent, or AU. They must be centered around at least one character from the MCU’s Team Cap/Cap Quartet. All pairings as well as gen fic are welcome.

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indigomarina · 4 years ago

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Gasp you too 😱

what i say: oh yeah im suddenly into megaman now haha how did that happen

what i mean: oh shit another red/blue mlm pairing created by capcom that will never be confirmed yet the subtext is very glaringly obvious has grabbed me and is pulling me down into the depths of hell and its all because of a terminalmontage video-

#accurate #megaman #rock man #super smash ultimate #terminalmontage #freaky #zero #MegaMan x #xzero #zerox #capcom #ssbultimate #ssbu #ssbb 2021 #i just think theyre neat #and that capcom needs to stop making ships between two male characters have a red/blue color scheme

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indigomarina · 4 years ago

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Put some characters in a story generator, here it is:

Vile Demon

A Screenplay by Yanderemarina

INT. A SWEET SHOP - AFTERNOON

Gentle magical girl LADY SAYAKA MIKI is arguing with friendly angel DARK PITTOO PIT. SAYAKA tries to hug PITTOO but he shakes her off.

SAYAKA: Please Pittoo, don't leave me.

PITTOO: I'm sorry Sayaka, but I'm looking for somebody a bit more brave. Somebody who faces her fears head on, instead of running away.

SAYAKA: I am such a person!

PITTOO frowns.

PITTOO: I'm sorry, Sayaka. I just don't feel excited by this relationship anymore.

PITTOO leaves.

SAYAKA sits down, looking defeated.

Moments later, virtuous shopkeeper COUSIN PIP PIRRUP barges in looking flustered.

SAYAKA: Goodness, Pip! Is everything okay?

PIP: I'm afraid not.

SAYAKA: What is it? Don't keep me in suspense...

PIP: It's ... a demon ... I saw an evil demon frighten a bunch of children!

SAYAKA: Defenseless children?

PIP: Yes, defenseless children!

SAYAKA: Bloomin' heck, Pip! We've got to do something.

PIP: I agree, but I wouldn't know where to start.

SAYAKA: You can start by telling me where this happened.

PIP: I was...

PIP fans himself and begins to wheeze.

SAYAKA: Focus Pip, focus! Where did it happen?

PIP: a supermarket! That's right - a supermarket!

SAYAKA springs up and begins to run.

EXT. A ROAD - CONTINUOUS

SAYAKA rushes along the street, followed by PIP. They take a short cut through some back gardens, jumping fences along the way.

EXT. A SUPERMARKET - SHORTLY AFTER

HOMURA AKECHI, a vile demon, terrorises two children.

SAYAKA, closely followed by PIP, rushes towards HOMURA, but suddenly stops in her tracks.

PIP: What is is? What's the matter?

SAYAKA: That's not just any old demon, that's Homura Akemi!

PIP: Who's Homura Akemi?

SAYAKA: Who's Homura Akemi? Who's Homura Akemi? Only the most vile demon in the universe!

PIP: Blinkin' knickers, Sayaka! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most vile demon in the universe!

SAYAKA: You can say that again.

PIP: Blinkin' knickers, Sayaka! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most vile demon in the universe!

SAYAKA: I'm going to need swords, lots of swords.

Homura turns and sees Sayaka and Pip. She grins an evil grin.

HOMURA: Sayaka Miki, we meet again.

PIP: You've met?

SAYAKA: Yes. It was a long, long time ago...

EXT. A PARK - BACK IN TIME

A young SAYAKA is sitting in a park listening to some pop music, when suddenly a dark shadow casts over her.

She looks up and sees HOMURA. She takes off her headphones.

HOMURA: Would you like some cookies?

SAYAKA's eyes light up, but then he studies HOMURA more closely, and looks uneasy.

SAYAKA: I don't know, you look kind of vile.

HOMURA: Me? No. I'm not vile. I'm the least vile demon in the world.

SAYAKA: Wait, you're a demon?

SAYAKA runs away, screaming.

EXT. A SUPERMARKET - PRESENT DAY

HOMURA: You were a coward then, and you are a coward now.

PIP (To SAYAKA): You ran away?

SAYAKA (To PIP): I was a young child. What was I supposed to do?

SAYAKA turns to HOMURA.

SAYAKA: I may have run away from you then, but I won't run away this time!

SAYAKA runs away.

She turns back and shouts.

SAYAKA: I mean, I am running away, but I'll be back - with swords.

HOMURA: I'm not scared of you.

SAYAKA: You should be.

INT. HAMSTEAD HEATH, LONDON - LATER THAT DAY

SAYAKA and PIP walk around searching for something.

SAYAKA: I feel sure I left my swords somewhere around here.

PIP: Are you sure? It does seem like an odd place to keep deadly swords.

SAYAKA: You know nothing Pip Pirrup.

PIP: We've been searching for ages. I really don't think they're here.

Suddenly, HOMURA appears, holding a pair of swords.

HOMURA: Looking for something?

PIP: Crikey, Sayaka, she's got your swords.

SAYAKA: Tell me something I don't already know!

PIP: The earth's circumference at the equator is about 40,075 km.

SAYAKA: I know that already!

PIP: I'm afraid of sausages.

HOMURA(appalled): Dude!

While HOMURA is looking at PIP with disgust, SAYAKA lunges forward and grabs her deadly swords. He wields them, triumphantly.

SAYAKA: Prepare to die, you vile carrot!

HOMURA: No please! All I did was frighten a bunch of children!

PITTOO enters, unseen by any of the others.

SAYAKA: I cannot tolerate that kind of behaviour! Those children were defenceless! Well now they have a defender - and that's me! Sayaka Miki defender of innocent children.

HOMURA: Don't hurt me! Please!

SAYAKA: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't use these swords on you right away!

HOMURA: Because Sayaka, I am your mother.

SAYAKA looks stunned for a few moments, but then collects herself.

SAYAKA: No you're not!

HOMURA: Ah well, it had to be worth a try.

HOMURA tries to grab the swords but SAYAKA dodges out of the way.

SAYAKA: Who's the mummy now? Huh? Huh?

Unexpectedly, HOMURA slumps to the ground.

PIP: Did she just faint?

SAYAKA: Did she just faint?

SAYAKA: I think so. Well that's disappointing. I was rather hoping for a more dramatic conclusion, involving my deadly swords.

SAYAKA crouches over HOMURA's body.

PIP: Be careful, Sayaka. It could be a trick.

SAYAKA: No, it's not a trick. It appears that... It would seem... Homura Akemi is dead!

Pip: What?

SAYAKA:Yes, it appears that I scared her to death.

PIP claps his hands.

PIP: So your swords did save the day, after all.

PITTOO steps forward.

PITTOO: Is it true? Did you kill the vile demon?

SAYAKA: Pittoo how long have you been...?

PITTOO puts his arm around SAYAKA.

PITTOO: Long enough.

SAYAKA: Then you saw it for yourself. I killed Homura Akemi.

PITTOO: Then the children are safe?

SAYAKA: It does seem that way!

A crowd of vulnerable children enter, looking relived.

PITTOO: You are their hero.

The children bow to SAYAKA.

SAYAKA: There is no need to bow to me. I seek no worship. The knowledge that Homura Akemi will never frighten children ever again, is enough for me.

PITTOO: You are humble as well as brave!

One of the children passes SAYAKA a mystical necklace

PITTOO: I think they want you to have it, as a symbol of their gratitude.

SAYAKA: I couldn't possibly.

Pause.

SAYAKA: Well, if you insist.

SAYAKA takes the necklace.

SAYAKA: Thank you.

The children bow their heads once more, and leave.

SAYAKA turns to PITTOO.

SAYAKA: Does this mean you want me back?

PITTOO: Oh, Sayaka, of course I want you back!

SAYAKA smiles for a few seconds, but then looks defiant.

SAYAKA: Well you can't have me.

PITTOO: WHAT?

SAYAKA: You had no faith in me. You had to see my scare a demon to death before you would believe in me. I don't want a lover like that.

PITTOO: But...

SAYAKA: Please leave. I want to spend time with the one person who stayed with me through thick and thin - my best friend, Pip.

PIP grins.

PITTOO: But...

PIP: You heard the lady. Now be off with you. Skidaddle! Shoo!

PITTOO: Sayaka?

SAYAKA: I'm sorry Pittoo, but I think you should skidaddle.

PITTOO leaves.

PIP turns to SAYAKA.

PIP: Did you mean that? You know ... that I'm your best friend?

SAYAKA: Of course you are!

The two walk off arm in arm.

Suddenly PIP stops.

PIP: When I said I'm afraid of sausages, you know I was just trying to distract the demon don't you?

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Happy New Year!!

2021 has been a crazy year for me when it comes to writing and, though I don’t use Tumblr very much, I thought that I would create a master list of everything I have written and posted - 30 works! I am incredibly proud of myself for this and I hope more people can enjoy these works that I enjoyed writing so much!

I have several people who beta read for me this year, who all deserve just as much praise for making these works what they are: Gypsywoman13, Nelalila, Harishe, MissusMacca, Alistra and pinkquilts. You are all incredible people, thank you!!

Quite a few of these fics came from doing events for the SSBB Discord and Poly Armory Discord, and all I can do is thank all the Admins, Mods and Members of these servers for coming up with these events and cheering me on through this all!

Check out the list below! Hope you enjoy the fics and here's to a 2022 full of more stories!

1. True Obliviousness, Unadulterated Lust Rated: E Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark Clint Barton/Peter Parker Peter Parker/Thor James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Steve Rogers James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers (established) Chapters: 5/5 Word Count: 24,894 Summary: If there was one collective thought that was guaranteed to be going through everyone’s minds, it would have been: Has Peter Parker ALWAYS looked like that?! Tony decides that the team needs a vacation so they head to Malibu. What they had expected was a nice relaxing beach holiday. And they got it, though the men on the team didn't expect to end up lusting over the team's youngest member. Peter Parker, you're in for the ride(s) of your life!

2. Pixie Dust, Nitrous Oxide and Memories Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 10,750 Summary: All those beings that your parents say 'aren't real', well they are. They live among us, working regular jobs, with regular lives. They are never meant to be seen by humans during their supernatural activities. Bucky Barnes noticed something familiar about his new dentist. A face he recognized from his childhood. A face he shouldn't have seen.

3. Boots Rated: E Pairing(s): Harley Keener/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 7,827 Summary: When the dust had settled and Tony's funeral was over, Peter began his downwards spiral. He was lost and no matter how many people tried to show him that they were there for him, he'd never felt so alone. There was an aching hole burrowing its way through his chest and as time wore on, it got deeper and deeper. Every person who remotely resembled some kind of male role model always ended up leaving him. Though it was through no fault of his own, he seemed to be the common factor in their lives and just that thought ate away at Peter slowly and continuously. Peter Parker doesn't know how to deal with anything following Tony's death. He loses himself in sex and alcohol, traveling cross country, eventually ending up in Tennessee.

4. One Sided Misunderstanding Rated: E Pairing(s): Steve Rogers/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 4776 Summary: When Tony mentioned that he could recommend a masseuse, Steve declined. But Tony isn't one to take no for an answer - No one says no to Tony Stark! What makes this masseuse so special anyway?!

5. I weigh you down, I watch you choke Rated: M Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 3906 Summary: When Bucky returns to New York after years in Wakanda, he begins his journey of healing. Therapy and days at the tower fill the majority of his time until he meets Peter Parker. Still plagued by nightmares of The Winter Soldier, what happens when Bucky isn't himself? Trust Peter to find the most... unusual way of snapping Bucky out of it. *smirk*

6. I Hope to Christ it's Lingerie Rated: E Pairing(s): Clint Barton/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 4612 Summary: Just as Clint was about to walk away and head to the locker room, his eyes zoned in on something. With his shirt lifted, Clint could see that Peter’s shorts were slung teasingly low on his hips. Clint’s eyes trailed down Peter’s perfect abs and zeroed in the smallest peek of something from the top of the shorts. After a training session, Clint's curiosity gets the better of him, meaning he starts to snoop and somehow, gets the best kind of reward. Sometimes it's good to invade people's privacy, right?

7. I'm nasty with the jewelry Rated: M Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 2304 Summary: It's Peter Parker's 21st Birthday and of course, there's a party. Peter's boyfriend, Bucky, gets Peter the gift he's always asked for, but not exactly how he thought he'd get it.

8. Don't Play With Me Rated: E Archive Warnings: Rape/Non Con, Underage Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 11,336 Summary: After Tony Stark kidnapped him, how did Peter Parker catch his eye? Out of all the boys that he had access to freely, why did Tony only want Peter? How did he become the man's one and only plaything? How did he become the boy that only Tony could touch? While that may sound good, and it might be better than the other option of being sold to fuck knows how many men... It wasn't all nice clothes and special treatment for Peter. No. He was in more danger underneath the mobster.

9. Hold Me While You Wait Rated: T Pairing(s): Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 10,192 Summary: “You didn’t call me Bucky,” he said quietly, “You called me James.” “Well, that is your name, isn’t it?” Nat replied matter-of-factly. After returning from Wakanda, conditioning free, James 'Bucky' Barnes doesn't know who he is anymore. He doesn't know what he wants or needs. He just knows he's different. Most don't even realize but some new friendships heal the hurt and help him to discover James.

10. Daddy won't let you weep Rated: E Archive & Other Warnings: Underage, Incest Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark Chapters: 4/4 Word Count: 15,158 Summary: “Daddy, I wish I could find a man just like you,” Peter said. When little Peter Parker was dropped off on his doorstep, Tony didn't realize how much his life would change. Now, teenage Peter Stark was the apple of his father's eye but Tony wasn't prepared for the time when Peter starts to date. That feeling in his stomach when he thinks about it is just him worried about his son. It most definitely isn't jealousy.

11. Food Fight and Forgiveness Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 6,343 Summary: Clint and Bucky want to welcome Nat home after a long mission with some good food and a chance to relax after being away for such long time. But we all know those boys are completely hopeless and they somehow even manage to fuck this up. Nat is not pleased, but she'll make sure they learn their lesson.

12. He's Daddy's little boy, he plays with his toys Rated: E Archive & Other Warnings: Underage, Incest Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 3,901 Summary: There were many perks to being Tony Stark’s son and Peter's favourite thing was the fact that Tony never checked his credit card bills. - Tony always kept on top of his accounts. Once a month, everything the accountant did came to Tony to sign off and before that, Tony would spend some time going through his credit card statements. While Tony tries to ignore is son's expenses, an accident causes them both to face the music.

13. I Wanna Welcome You To The Lingerie Show Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Steve Rogers, Peter Parker/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Chapters: 2/2 Word Count: 12,406 Summary: "Tony, how'd you manage to get these?" Peter asked, a little in awe. "I'm Tony Stark, sweetheart, I can get us into anywhere I want," Tony smirked. "I'm gonna remember that," Peter muttered quietly, making the other men laugh. Bucky looked down at the ticket. "And this is something that Steve wants?" "Fuck, yes," Tony grinned. “You should have heard the moans he let out when I mentioned something like this." Since they all found out about Steve's love of Lingerie, Steve, Tony, Peter, and Bucky have fallen into a very enjoyable friends-with-benefits kind of situation. But could it be more? If it was, none of them were addressing it. With the Fourth of July looming, they are gonna give Steve a birthday that he will never forget. And Steve is gonna realize things he didn't think could even happen.

14. It all starts with a sketch Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Chapters: 4/4 Word Count: 14,324 Summary: Steve was bought entrance to some evening art classes by his best friend, Tony, and things were going great in his new classes until it got to life drawing. Their chosen model was literally the man of his dreams and Steve tried to remain as professional as possible. But what happens when they are left completely alone...

15. Hide & Freak Rated: E Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Peter Parker, Peter Parker/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 8,289 Summary: ** Sequel to True Obliviousness, Unadulterated Lust ** It's Peter's birthday and all he wants is to see the several Avengers that he happens to be sleeping with. Problem is, they are nowhere to be found! Or are they?? Peter's in for something he never expected!

16. The Prom Date Rated: T Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 10,749 Summary: When Peter doesn't have a date for prom and all of his friends are pairing off, his straight friend, Bucky, steps in to save the day. As time goes on, unacknowledged feelings bubble to the surface.

17. Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen Rated: E Archive & Other Warnings: Underage, Incest Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Tony Stark Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 11,119 Summary: When his brother, Tony, can't make it home for his birthday, Peter is heartbroken. They always spend their birthdays together. Peter goes to his birthday party without his brother by his side, the unopened apology/birthday gift in his closet.

18. You're my electric lover Rated: E Pairing(s): Peter Parker/Thor Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 4,731 Summary: Peter and Thor are in an exclusive and loving relationship, despite Thor constantly being off world for weeks at a time. They always make up for it whenever Thor gets some time to visit his love. The others see their perfect, normal long-distance relationship and what they do behind closed doors is their business. Dating the God of Thunder is bound to unleash some unknown kinks.

19. It's my party Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 7,782 Summary: Peter thought everything was going great in his life; he had a great family who threw him the best birthday party, and he got to spend it with his amazing boyfriend. But Johnny isn't the person that Peter thought he was. What could make Peter feel better... Or who?

20. Adopt a disaster Rated: T Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 2,492 Summary: When Clint starts at his new school, he didn't expect things to go so horribly wrong, or for two ridiculously gorgeous classmates to see it all and actually talk to him. A day in the life of Human Disaster: Clint Barton

21. If Only I Could Wake You Up Rated: M Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 2,519 Summary: ** Sequel to Hold Me While You Wait ** Following what had been dubbed ‘the Quinjet incident’, things changed drastically for the entire team. At first, James was viewed with a modicum of fear, but, with some encouragement from Clint and Natasha, James sat the entire team down and explained everything. While James is healing, with the help of his new relationship, there's just one hurdle that he can't seem to get over... consciously.

22. Dangerous Games Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 2/2 Word Count: 16,046 Summary: Clint ran down the hall to the window that he had come in from, and just as he was about to climb out the window, he felt a huge pain in the back of his head, his face smashed into the window and the world went black. Clint Barton's life changes in one night due to the idiocy of his dumbass brother. Thrust into a new world of violence, Clint never thought he'd catch the eye of his new boss... or his wife.

23. Government Hooker Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 7,351 Summary: Bucky Barnes is a Professional and always gets the best of the best in every sense of the word; best clothes, best apartments... so when it comes to clients, he has to keep the trend going. How best to do that than to be the only one to 'service' the most powerful man in the world.

24. I guess we're wired differently Rated: M Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 888 Summary: After a mission, Clint and Natasha want to get rid of the excess adrenaline coursing through them. For once, Bucky isn't on the same page. How long will it take them to notice?

25. Are you the driver or is someone driving you? Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 7,086 Summary: During a mission, something goes wrong leaving Clint, Natasha and Bucky in a very strange situation that even the collective minds of Tony, Bruce & Dr Cho may struggle with. While locked down in their apartment, Clint thinks of something that can ease their boredom.

26. From Behind The Wall Rated: E Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 3,706 Summary: A small mistake during a team simulation leaves Clint and Bucky a little stuck. When the rest of the team leaves them to fend for themselves, Natasha comes in to save the day... eventually.

27. Out in the fields Rated: G Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 3,411 Summary: James discovers some things about himself and those around him when he's recovering in Wakanda. With the help of new friends, and a few goats, his life changes for the best.

28. Do you see what I see? Rated: T Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 4,747 Summary: When Bucky and Clint get trapped out in a snow storm, no comms, with only a stranger's cabin as shelter, Clint has to find some way to keep himself entertained... And it wasn't in the way he expected. Books!? A new obsession that isn't his best friend? Huh.

29. We Could Be Heroes... Rated: G Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 1/1 Word Count: 1,519 Summary: Clint is coming out from being under anaesthesia... He has some strange things to say!

30. We're pretending, right? Rated: T Pairing(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Chapters: 2/2 Word Count: 10,177 Summary: Clint needs a date to a wedding, so he asks his friend to help him out. Due to some... miscommunications, their duo becomes a trio and they have to make it through the wedding together. It's all pretend, anyways. What could possibly happen?!

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