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I MISS HIM I MISS HIM I MISS HIM I MISS HIM I MISS HIM I MISS HIM

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In your peripheral vision, you see the other women in line trembling. Some cry quietly, and some try to brave through it. Some are quite flirtatious with their smiles and cute pouts.

Perhaps they're the smartest of them all, playing to the new fate instead of showing weakness, so the sharks won't rip them to pieces.

Most of them are young and you know what that means. Regardless of how the new regime tries to sell it.

They're ripe for the picking.

Brave soldiers and other useful cogs in the machine need to be rewarded. With wives. Or playthings.

It's heartbreaking to witness. Repulsive.

What the hell you're doing here, is the biggest mystery, though.

You and a few other women, who are past the typically desired age of below the point when the brain is fully formed. Or at least under thirty years old.

As you study the proceedings, forcing yourself to just stay still and survive, you quickly find the answer to your question.

A small team clad in dark navy combat suits, sans weapons and tactical gear, are marching down that line. Two men and a woman, who's probably supposed to put you all at ease. She's the one who decides if a woman is lead on the left side - where all those young, beautiful women are directed; or to the right.

As you notice, when it comes to "older" women, she studies not only their looks (those she briefly glances over) but reads files on the sleek pad in her hands. Then either points to the right, or have the soldiers escort them out.

To freedom, you hope, since you didn't hear any gunshots or dreadful ghost stories upon completely missing women.

Considering your own looks, your age and the fact you had zero influential connections, nor do you come from a wealthy family, your certainty to be released grew.

Seriously, there is nothing they could be interested in when it comes to you.

When it's your turn, the woman gives you a glance over.

You expected a quick, bored one, like with so many others. Unexpectedly, her gaze slowly drags up back to your face.

She tilts her head to the side, curiosity twinkling in her eyes.

"You're not scared." She states.

"It would be stupid of me to not be scared." You reply steadily. "This summoning was sudden and nothing has been explained."

"And yet your breathing is regular, pulse doesn't appear quickened, you're not shaking like a leaf." Even if you despise the woman for being a part of this dark command, you have to admit she's perceptive.

A tiny sigh escapes your lips, clearly one of annoyance, though you hope it won't get you killed on the spot.

"It's obvious you're targeting women who are useful," you say, meeting her gaze. "Either in their beauty, youth and fertility-promising hips, or in their connections, wealth, or potential to bring political power."

"Since I fall in neither of those categories, I simply assume I'll be released back into my boring life."

Sometimes, it truly is a blessing to not stand out and be just an average woman.

The woman stares at you for a long, silent moment, before her mouth twitches in an amused smile.

She brings her wrist to her lips and says into the tiny, unnoticeable intercom:

"I've got someone you should meet."

You frown at that, suddenly feeling a spike of unease.

Would they punish you in some way just because you didn't shake in fear?

The woman doesn't point at you to move neither left nor right. She keeps you in place. But she orders one of the men accompanying her to bring your things, which have been taken from you when you were all guided into the big hall.

Just your handbag and within it your phone.

A few moments later, the entrance to the hall opens and an imposing silhouette strides in.

Breaths all around are taken in hitched, panicked rushes. Most of the women recognize the infamous leader, who brought the havoc and change that rocked your world.

He moves in a fluid prowl. His eyes quickly scans the area to settle on the woman who has to be within his close inner circle if she is allowed to address him by his name.

From her, his gaze shifts to you, and that's when fear switches on all of your survival instincts, flooding your body with adrenaline and your head with voices screaming at you to either run or play dead.

The woman gives him the pad, undoubtedly with your personal data on it. Her smirk isn't cruel, rather amused, as she explains why you're so interesting.

"Smart girl, figured out the workings. Held my gaze without flinching, too."

"Waiting for a gold star for understanding the basics of politics?" The man snorts, browsing through your file.

"A simple goodbye, go home, would suffice." It slips out of your mouth before you're able to stop yourself.

His eyes lift up from the pad. Crystalline blue of his irises slides you open like a scalpel.

"Her phone." He gives a short comman without taking his eyes off you.

The intensity of his gaze makes you gulp. A small betrayal of nerves that he notices instantly. A predator's triumph glinting in his eyes.

You would be really stupid not to fear him.

For physical aspect alone. He's much bigger. Broad and heavy. It would be no hardship for him to overpower you.

"Intel files are one thing," he says, skimming his fingers over your smartphone and easily bypassing all security.

"Apps, browsing history, and private folders, provide the juiciest truths."

Corners of his mouth twitch as he notices your pupils widening.

His smirk stretches into a wolfish grin when he looks down at the phone in his hand and opens one particular private folder.

Somehow, you know exactly which one.

With photos of you that shouldn't be seen by anyone other than you, or a man who you wanted to see you naked.

He is not that man.

Embarrassment fills you in a scorching wave, but you grit your teeth in hopes to not show how much you want to grab your phone back and hide.

You're not ashamed of those pictures. It's just that they are intimate and shouldn't be seen by someone like the monster in front of you.

"There are no juicy truths," you grit out. "Some risky selfies are the staple folder of ninety percent phone users."

"Ah, but are they smart enough to not only figure out the system here, but in what capacity to show me defiance without crossing the line that could cost you your life?"

He looks up at you again, with hungry interest and growing amusement.

"Don't sell yourself short. And tell me- are you, really?"

Before you ask what he means, he lifts your phone up, showing you the photo currently on the screen.

Not even the most scandalous. You with slightly tousled hair, cheekily smiling, with the tip of your tongue peeking out. And wearing a tight crop top with bold, pink letters.

Brat.

You know, you just know that you should drop your gaze and let the trembling part of you out on the surface. That would undoubtedly push you back into the bag of boring, mundane lot. Lose his attention.

That self-preservation instinct he claims you have doesn't react fast enough, though.

Forcing your lips into a tight smile, you reply in a stupidly challenging tone:

"I'm a fucking delight."

Something flashes in those blue eyes. Danger and joy.

Slowly, he slips your phone into his own pocket.

As his eyes hold you gaze captive, your heart hammers to the staccato of doom approaching you.

"Take her to my penthouse." He commands, not raking his eyes of you.

He drinks up each flicker in your eyes and the parting of your lips as his intent sinks in.

You won't be returning to your home.

"Assign someone to transfer her belongings and oversee the bureaucratic procedures. They have a week to prepare everything."

Your fingers twitch at your sides helplessly as he takes a step towards you. Then another, until he's fully looming over.

A single finger curls under your chin, tilting your face up.

"You're going to be my delight."

He says it almost softly, but it still cuts through you like a heavy guillotine.

" 'Til death do us part, brat."

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「 sugar & spice au 」

warnings: various x camgirl!reader, porn au, college au, roommate!bucky barnes, roommate!steve rogers, roommate!curtis everett, ex!ransom drysdale, pornstar!ari levinson, pornstar!lloyd hansen, pornstar!nick fowler, pornstar!lee bodecker, dilf neighbour!andy barber, friends with benefits, happy hippie fun poly vibes

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[sosa2imagines]

Broken Hearts.

Each part will have different warnings. There's only one love interest and it is not Steve. He is dark and mean in the series along with one more character. As for the rest, they are good friends.

New part every second day. (Hopefully)

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[holylulusworld]

Aahp (8) - Their sweet angel

Summary: You end up being their sweet angel.

Pairing: Mobster!Andy Barber x fem!Reader, Mobster!Nick Fowler x fem!Reader, Mobster!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader, Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Characters: Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen

Warnings: angst, mentions of character’s death, mafia business, Lloyd being Lloyd, flirty Lloyd, fluff, implied future polyamory

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Catch up here: Aahp (7) - Fooled

“Down he went. Down he goes. Down with the evil king,” Lloyd sing-songs as Jake shows them the footage of Alexander Pierce’s downfall. “I told you we are going to bring that asshole down too, Jakie pie.”

“Stop calling me that,” Jake grunts. Lloyd loves to give people nicknames, and the hacker can’t stand it. “I’m not one of your boy toys.”

Lloyd winks at Jake, “You wish you were, Jakie pie. All of you wish to have Lloyd Hansen’s attention. If you want to go for a ride, I got lots of lube in my luggage.”

“Lloyd, stop hitting on our hacker,” Andy tuts as he watches Alexander Pierce fall to his knees, begging for his pitiful life. His enemies know no mercy. They execute him, ending his life with a bullet to his brain.

“He’s too cute to ignore,” Lloyd teases. “Jakie boy, do you want to come home with me? I’ll be good to you, Jakie pie.”

“What are you doing here?” Nick angrily mutters. “Stop being so loud. Y/N finally fell asleep. Ransom’s death agitated her. He was the worst to her, but she loved him not so long ago.”

“Aw, the princess needs her sleep, and the white knight comes to her rescue,” Lloyd cackles. He loves to mess with everyone around him. “Did she already let you play hide the salami or, does she still not let you get some?”

“Final warning!” Nick is in Lloyd’s face. He grabs him by the throat to slam Lloyd into the wall. “You will stop making stupid comments about Pookie, or I’ll end you, here and now.”

“Nick, calm the fuck down. We don’t have time to clean up your mess.” Bucky drags his brother off Lloyd. “We still need his help. Who knows how many enemies are waiting for us to fall.”

“Pierce and Drysdale are out of the picture. This doesn’t mean their former allies won’t go after us. There’s no guarantee they’ll never find out that we are behind Pierce’s and Drysdale’s downfall,” Andy tries to stop Nick, Bucky, and Lloyd from getting into a fight. “Steve is talking to Fury now.”

“Good,” Nick grunts as he turns to leave. “Keep the volume low. We are all happy Piece bit the dust, but Y/N needs her sleep. She had a rough week, or rather months, filled with fear and uncertainty. I try to convince her to stay here…with me—ahem…I meant us.”

“Let me handle this,” Bucky offers. He grins, provoking his brother to get a reaction out of him. “I bet she’ll be putty in my hands.”

“You’ll keep your hands to yourself!” Nick points at his brother. “All of you. The last thing Y/N needs is four needy bastards pouncing on her like some animals.”

“A pack!” Bucky exclaims. “How about we feast on her sweet, ripe body like wolves.” He cackles when his brother is about to go ballistic. “Relax, Nick. We won’t harm her. If Y/N decides to stay with us, we can talk about the nature of the relationship she wants with us.”

“Gang bang,” Lloyd throws in. He’s as shameless as ever when he cups his crotch. “If she can’t take all of you, I can help her out. But remember, Jakie pie is mine.”

“Keep your hands and dick to yourself,” Jake snaps at the cocky mercenary. “If I see your dick, you will lose it.”

“I got pictures, Jakie pie. Do you want to see them?”

Andy, Nick, and Bucky leave the room. They don’t want to be part of this conversation any longer.

Nick worriedly watches you sleep on the king-sized bed. He sighs because you didn’t want him to stay with you.

“What are you doing?” Andy hisses, watching Nick, watching you. “We agreed on giving her space and time.”

“Yeah, what are you doing here?” Bucky and Steve ask in unison. It’s their thing. They have been best friends since childhood and always know what the other thinks.

Nick closes his eyes and counts to ten. He only wanted to be alone with you for a moment. No such luck.

“Let’s give her some alone time, and let her sleep.” Andy places his hand on Nick’s shoulder. “I know you like her, but it’s not up to you if she stays or not. Ransom is gone. She’s free to do whatever she wants to.”

Reluctantly, Nick gets up from the bed. He glances at you before turning to leave the room, following the others outside to finally celebrate their victory.

“So………” Nick expectantly looks at you. You were eating your breakfast when Andy asked the most important question you’ll ever answer in your life. “Do you want to stay with…all of us…or one of us…or…”

“Do you want to go back to your life without us,” Bucky jumps in. He stands a little closer to sniff at your hair.

“She will stay with us, right?” Steve asks, but it sounds more like an order to you. “Right, doll? You don’t want to go back to your life. We can give you so much more than orgasms.”

Andy chokes on his coffee. “Steve!” He hisses in his brother’s direction. “Seriously? This is how you want to make her stay?”

“Orgasms…” You repeat. “Are you good at giving a woman orgasm?” You look Steve straight in the eyes. “All of you?”

“What?” Andy splutters.

“I’m just asking for a friend.” You shrug and go back to finish your oatmeal. “You know, a girl can’t live off oatmeal and nice dresses. She needs more from a man…or…” you look at all of them, smirking. “Her men…”

“Pookie, you naughty little vixen!” You squeal when Nick grabs you by your waist to place you on the dining table. “What do you want?”

“I want to be more than a fleeting thought to you. I don’t want to end up alone, and heartbroken again because you found someone prettier, or sexier.”

“We won’t…” Nick silences your worries with his lips, kissing you greedily. “You’re ours now, and we are yours.”

“So—who’s going to eat the cute pie first, and can I join?” Lloyd asks, walking in on you making out with Nick.

“Get out!” Bucky, Nick, Andy, and Steve yell at the mercenary.

“Fine, fine,” Lloyd raises his hands in surrender. “More Lloyd for Jakie pie…”

FIN

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Bad Professors Masterlist

Steve Rogers and Peter Parker

Late Bloomer 💚 2 💚 3

Thor and Bucky

Sweet Like Candy 💗 2 💗 3

Loki and Tony Stark

Like a Stone 💛 2 💛 3

Walter Marshall and destroyer!Chris

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Lloyd Hansen and Nick Fowler

Learn the Hard Way 🖤 2 🖤 3

Andy Barber and Cole Turner

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Lee Bodecker and Ransom Drysdale

Words Like Honey 💛 2

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🌿🌷 witchywithwhiskey's springtime fun masterlist 🌷🌿

hello hello friends!!! are we having (springtime) fun yet? 😏

thank you to everyone that responded to my little springtime fun event by sending in asks with prompts!!! i've still got a lot that i want to respond to, so as of now, this event is CLOSED. i'm going to try to get to as many prompts as i can, but may not get to all of them. if i don't get to yours, i'm still so so thankful you sent it in ♡♡♡

here's everything i've written so far:

sakura blossoms are never a bad idea [jake jensen]

a delicious picnic [ransom drysdale]

the kitten and the bear [walter marshall]

waiting out the spring downpour [bucky barnes]

a beautiful spring afternoon [andy barber]

under the springtime sun [ari levinson]

a cozy little home surrounded by flowers [captain syverson]

kneeling among the spring flowers [steve rogers + bucky barnes]

pleasure among the primroses [august walker]

go frolicking in a field of flowers [steve rogers]

a steamy springtime morning [curtis everett]

ruining a perfect springtime date [lloyd hansen]

undone by a pretty spring sundress [andy barber]

a delicious end to a delightful spring day [nick fowler]

tempting fate in the park [bucky barnes]

first-time plant parents [ari levinson]

morning cuddling with the love of your life [captain syverson]

cooped up on a nice spring day [lloyd hansen]

getting what you want on a rainy spring afternoon [bucky barnes]

can't resist a dare [ransom drysdale]

that secret place in the garden [ari levinson]

dreaming of a rainy spring morning [andy barber]

a scheme on a spring day [ransom drysdale]

a fruitful afternoon in the strawberry field [ari levinson]

everything for this event can be found under the tag #witchywithwhiskey's springtime fun on my blog

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[mrs-elsie-barnes]

Mob Rules | Mafia AU | Reader x ...everyone

Bucky and Steve have banned girlfriends in the gang, but they're not cruel, they know their crew works hard and needs to let off steam sometimes...and that's when your hard work starts.

Warnings: 18+ for sexual content, language and themes now and throughout this AU

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Masterlist

Bucky - Cockwarming

Thor - Playtime

Joaquín & Loki - Sharing

The room was completely silent. Each of the assembled crew around the table staring at Cap and Sarge. 

You didn’t really want anyone else in the room, you had been quite happy, sprawled on the large blanket under the table, moving between your new masters in turn. You had been licking a long stripe up Bucky’s hard cock when the first knock sounded, jolting you from your soft state into one of panic. 

Tucking himself away, Bucky had shouted ‘enter’ allowing a seeming herd of other people into the room. 

Sensing your nervousness, Steve had placed his hand on your cheek, his thumb rubbing against your bottom lip until you sucked the digit into your mouth, once more content to rest between them while they carried out their business. 

“Is this real, or a trick?” The man’s voice was like thunder, loud but clear. You couldn’t tell who was talking yet, only seeing a series of shoes, combat boots and a few loafers, one pair of battered trainers…you closed your eyes, sucking harder on Steve’s thumb and focussing on the polished shoes in front of you, one brown pair, one black pair, Steve and Bucky, Sir and Sarge, that was all you needed to worry about.  

“It’s not a trick, Thor.” Steve rolled his eyes, “we know we brought that rule in, no girlfriends.” 

A disgruntled murmur ran around the room, none of the men willing to vocalise how frustrated and angry they’d been since. 

Bucky slammed his palm onto the table and the room went quiet again, you jumped clinging to his calf, but remained where you were. 

“We brought the rule in, now we’re fixing it, but only if you're polite.” He growled.

“C’mon out, Bambi.” Steve and Bucky pushed their chairs back and Steve held out a hand to you, the ring on his pinky finger flashing in the afternoon light. 

Placing one hand slowly in front of the other you crawled out from underneath the table, one hand on Steve’s thigh, one on Bucky’s. The latter reached down, cupping your chin in his large, tattooed hand and pinched your cheeks. 

“Good girl, now say hello to the crew.” 

You turned, kneeling high enough that your head and shoulders peeked over the top of the walnut table, resting your chin on one hand you raised the other in a wave, “hello.” You whispered, nervously eyeing the array of men and women sitting around the long conference table.

You’d been worried ever since Cap’ and Sarge had informed you that your world would be expanding outside of their closed off penthouse, but now you felt that familiar throb of longing deep between your legs. They were handsome, your masters’ friends, so perhaps this wouldn’t be so awful after all. 

Bucky tucked a palm under your elbow and helped you stand, your feet wobbly after your time spent kneeling at his feet. Your heels tipped you forward slightly and you crossed your arms behind your back to steady yourself, pushing your chest out at the same time. A collective intake of air rippled around the room and, you supposed, that was to be expected given your scanty attire. 

Steve had wanted you to make a good impression and had chosen a soft pink babydoll with plenty of ribbons and bows. You certainly felt like a doll once they’d finished dressing you up but you loved it, loved that you didn’t have to make any decisions anymore. You let your wide eyes take in the room again, the hungry looks in everyone’s eyes. 

“Bambi, the family -” Steve gestured to the assembled group, “family, Bambi.” 

There was a chorus of replies, hellos and good mornings before the room went quiet again.

“Well, we don’t have much work to do today, so -” Bucky looked up at you, his hand on your hip protectively, “get to know everyone, okay. Take your time.” His smile was soft, but dropped from his face when he looked back at the rest of the family, “as for you, be polite.” Bucky glared around the room, “and remember to play nicely.” 

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sugar & spice 101

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Y/n Y/l/n

student at whitlock college | history major

camgirl (later pornstar), under the name Cherry Blossom (UrLittleCherry)

lives in a house off campus with roommates: Steve, Bucky and Curtis

last song listened to on spotify: my hair by Ariana Grande

Steve Rogers

student at whitlock college | fine arts major | on a football scholarship | whitlock college football team

lives in a house off campus with roommates: Y/n, Bucky and Curtis

one of Y/n's friends with benefits

username in Y/n's chat: Like1OfUrFrenchGrls

last song listened to on spotify: little green by Joni Mitchell

James 'Bucky' Barnes

student at whitlock college | sociology major | whitlock college football team

lives in a house off campus with roommates: Steve, Y/n and Curtis

one of Y/n's friends with benefits

username in Y/n's chat: WinterIsCumming

last song listened to on spotify: make out in my car by Sufjan Stevens

Curtis Everett

student at whitlock college | psychology major

lives in a house off campus with roommates: Steve, Bucky and Y/n

one of Y/n's friends with benefits

username in Y/n's chat: Yours4Everett

last song listened to on spotify: crimson and clover by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Hugh Ransom Drysdale

student at whitlock college | business major | member of delta phi | whitlock college football team

Y/n's ex-boyfriend

username in Y/n's chat: TittyCokeKingXXX

last song listened to on spotify: mount everest by Labrinth

Ari Levinson

pornstar, but doesn't change his name

username in Y/n's chat: Ari_Lev_Official

real life pornstar doppelgängers just for the vibes: James Deen or Small Hands

last song listened to on spotify: man in the long black coat by Bob Dylan, cover by The Proper Way and Carrie Myers

Nick Fowler

pornstar, under the name Nicky Night

username in Y/n's chat: NickyNight

real life pornstar doppelgängers just for the vibes: Manuel Ferrara or Mickey Mod

last song listened to on spotify: supermodel by Måneskin

Lloyd Hansen

pornstar, under the name Lloyd™

username in Y/n's chat: MrHansen

real life pornstar doppelgängers just for the vibes: Xander Corvus or Johnny Sins

last song listened to on spotify: sweetest pie by Megan Thee Stallion and Dua Lipa

Lee Bodecker

pornstar, under the name Lee Longly

username in Y/n's chat: SurferShlong

real life pornstar doppelgängers just for the vibes: Tommy Pistol or Charles Dera

last song listened to on spotify: love grows (where my rosemary goes) by Edison Lighthouse

Andy Barber

divorced dilf

next door neighbour to Y/n, Steve, Bucky and Curtis

username in Y/n's chat: A_B_Cunt_Destroyer

last song listened to on spotify: sweet by Cigarettes After Sex

list of porn studios we'll bump into in this au:

Stark Sins (ceo: Tony Stark. vibe similar to pure taboo or missax)

Romanoff Productions (ceo: Natasha Romanoff. vibe similar to kink or new sensations)

Scarlet Films (ceo: Wanda Maximoff. vibe similar to bellesa or deeper)

Comet Pictures (ceo: Carol Danvers. vibe similar to erika lust or adult time)

Smash Studios (ceo: Bruce Banner. vibe similar to brazzers or bangbros)

other regulars who follow Y/n:

Cream314159 (Frank Adler)

TearinYoBootyUp (Jake Jensen)

DrownByPussy (Cole Turner)

Cum4Ride (Johnny Storm)

Ddadddy6969

KlassyKinky

8inchStallion 

Call_Me_Sir_844

BootyLover47

BongDong420

DirtyTommy69

KyleKyleson (....yes that is a sims joke)

Carl123456

Bby_Grls_Dom

NastyBoi

ItsBradBtch

729AlwaysHard

TheFrogo

UrPervyDaddy398

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