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rafayelxsylusho · 1 month ago

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It's 5am and I keep finding more of your amazing shots to continue reading!!!

I love your *at the same time* fics, Sylus, Zayn and Caleb are my favourites so I almost died when I read theirs, it was mind-blowing.

I wanted to request one with Sylus and Zayn, I do love some snowcrow action ❄️🐦‍⬛

Here is some snowcrow for our broken hearts after the main story update from today.

Enjoy!!

Headers: @bc.lay on Tik Tok

TW: Smut

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"You're either drunk or plain stupid" Zayne retorts, his eyes narrowing as they remain fixed on Sylus. He doesn't seem impressed by the man's boldness.

Sylus just laughs, a sound that should be illegal, you think to yourself. He leans back, one arm slung casually across the back of the couch behind you, his fingers far too close to your thigh.

"You've never been with a man, Doctor?" Sylus asks, arching a brow at Zayne. There's a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, a gleam of challenge in his crimson eyes.

"I like women," Zayne answers shortly. His tone makes it clear that Sylus' sexuality is of no interest to him. He's not looking away from Sylus, his gaze hard and assessing. Assessing and calculating.

"Is that so?" Sylus purrs. His hand slides a fraction of an inch higher up your thigh. "How interesting. I could have sworn I saw the way you were looking at me, Doctor. Like you wanted to put me in my place."

Your heart races as Sylus stands abruptly, his predatory gaze never leaving Zayne's face. He takes a step towards him, then another, until he's standing right in front of Zayne.

"And I beg to differ," Sylus says as his hand moves to the front of Zayne's pants, palming the obvious bulge straining against the fabric. "Look at how hard you are right now. You can't tell me you don't want this."

Zayne lets out a choked sound, half groan, half whimper, as Sylus gropes him. His hips jerk slightly into the touch before he seems to regain some semblance of control.

"Fuck...wait," Zayne grits out.

Despite his words, he makes no move to stop Sylus' wandering hands. If anything, he seems to be fighting the urge to push his hips forward, to demand more of that touch.

Sylus just chuckles "Oh, I don't think you want me to wait, Doctor." he murmurs. With deliberate slowness, he reaches for Zayne's belt, the leather creaking as he starts to unfasten it.

His belt falls open with a soft clatter, and Sylus slips his hand inside Zayne's pants, palming the hot, hard length of him.

"We can't..." Zayne whispers through clenched teeth.

"Why the fuck not?" Sylus curses, his brow arching sharply.

Zayne turns to you, his eyes dark and intense as they search your face. Do you want this?"

You swallow hard and nod, pulse racing as you meet Zayne's eyes. The intensity there makes it clear that he won't proceed without your full consent.

Meanwhile, Sylus leans in close to Zayne "She's not saying no" he points out. His hand squeezes Zayne's cock almost punishingly. "In fact, she looks like she wants to be filled in every way possible. Doesn't she?"

"You know this is fucked up, right?" Zayne asks, a note of disbelief coloring his tone. Despite his shock, he can't deny the heat building at the idea of the two of them sharing you, pleasuring you. It's wrong, but it would be so very right.

Sylus just laughs again and he crooks a finger at you. "This is the first time I'm going to be with a man as well" he admits, no shame in his voice. "And I'm not opposed to it, on the contrary" His eyes glint as he beckons you closer.

You stand on shaky legs, drawn to Sylus like a child to a toy. Your feet carry you to him until he can wrap a hand around your wrist and pull you against his body. You gasp as he spins you around, pushing you down to your knees in front of Zayne.

"I think I'm going to enjoy this... a lot" Sylus purrs, his voice a sinful rumble that you feel in your bones.

Zayne's breath comes faster, his chest heaving as he stares down at you with hooded eyes. He inhales sharply as you suddenly yank his pants and underwear down, exposing his hard, fat cock to the cool air.

He lets out a strangled groan as your small hand wraps around his length, your fingers barely able to encircle its girth.

"Y/N..." Zayne gasps, his head falling back as you start to stroke him. Slowly at first, feeling every ridge and vein as you move your hand from the base of his shaft up to the swollen head. His hips twitch forward, seeking more of your touch.

"Such a needy little thing", Sylus murmurs. "So eager for a cock" His hand joins yours at the base of Zayne's shaft, wrapping around your smaller one. Together, you stroke Zayne, squeezing and caressing his hard flesh.

"You like this, don't you?" Sylus goads.

But he doesn't wait for an answer before tangling his fingers in your hair and pushing your face forward until your lips brush against the head of Zayne's cock.

"Suck it"

You part your soft lips and extend your small pink tongue, dragging it slowly around the swollen head of Zayne's cock. You can taste the salty tang of his precum, feel the velvet softness of his skin, the thick, pulsing heat of his arousal. A shaky moan escapes your lips as you savor his essence, your eyes fluttering closed.

Zayne lets out a strangled groan, his hand coming up to cover his entire face as he fights the urge to thrust forward.

"That's...fuuuuck..."

"That's it, kitten" Sylus' fingers tighten in your hair as he pushes your head down, encouraging you to take more of Zayne's cock into your mouth. "Take him deeper"

You feel the head of Zayne's cock pushing past your lips, stretching your jaw as you start to take him in inch by inch. You swirl your tongue around him, savoring every throb and twitch of his shaft.

"Get him nice and wet. I want to see you choke on his cock."

Zayne's hips jerk forward slightly, seeking more of your heat, as a litany of curses spill from his lips. "Shit...fuck...Y/N..., you have to...have to slow down..." But his body betrays his words, craving more of you, your mouth, your everything.

You look up at him from beneath, hazy eyes filled with lust and adoration, as you start to bob your head. You take him deeper on each pass, relaxing your throat to accommodate his thick girth until your nose is pressed against the hair at the base of his shaft. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes from the intensity of it, but you don't stop. You can't.

Zayne's brows furrow in concern when you gag on his cock, when he sees tears spill down your cheeks he immediately pulls back to give you room to breathe. His thumb brushes gently at the tears, wiping them away. "I don't want to hurt you"

Behind you, Sylus lets out a chuckle "Go sit on the couch like a good boy" he orders Zayne with a smirk. "Let me show you how to properly fuck her face"

You look up at Sylus, cheeks flushed and eyes wide "Or..." you whisper.

Sylus reads the unspoken challenge in your gaze and grins. Without a word, he drops fluidly to his knees before Zayne, taking your place. He looks up at Zayne through his lashes, a sinful glint in his eyes.

"Or", Sylus murmurs, "you can practice with me."

And then, before Zayne can react, Sylus leans in and takes his hard, throbbing cock into his mouth. He doesn't hesitate, doesn't tease, but simply swallows Zayne down.

Zayne's eyes widen in shock, a strangled groan tearing from his throat "Wait..." But Sylus pays no mind to his half hearted protests, instead starting to bob his head, sucking Zayne with ease.

Zayne hesitates for only a moment before Sylus' ministrations prove too tempting to resist. With a groan, Zayne tangles his fingers in Sylus' hair and starts to thrust his hips, driving his hard length in and out of his hot, sucking mouth.

Zayne grunts, head thrown back in ecstasy, fingers tightening in Sylus' hair as he starts to thrust harder, faster, chasing his pleasure as Sylus works his cock with single minded focus.

You watch, enraptured and incredibly aroused, as Sylus hollows his cheeks and sucks Zayne. You can see the thick outline of Zayne's cock stretching Sylus' mouth and it makes your core clench with need.

Suddenly, Zayne pulls Sylus off his cock with a wet pop. Sylus gasps in a sharp breath through his nose, a string of saliva connecting his lips to Zayne's throbbing tip.

Sylus grips the base of Zayne's throbbing cock tightly, giving him a warning squeeze as he takes him back into his mouth.

He starts to suck Zayne again, head bobbing faster, cheeks hollowing with intensity. The sound of his slurps and gags fill the room. It doesn't take long before Zayne's control starts to fray at the edges. His grip on Sylus' hair tightens, fingers curling and uncurling.

"Fuck, Sylus, I'm...I'm close," His hips jerk forward, seeking more of Sylus' heat even as he tries to hold back. "Shit, I'm going to...I'm going to cum!"

Sylus pulls off Zayne's cock and once again grips the base tightly.

"See this is why we have to train this big cock," his voice sounds rough from the thorough sucking. "You're so eager to cum everywhere aren't you, Doctor? Down my throat, inside her tight little cunt, her pretty ass and her prettier face."

He gives a slow, deliberate lick up the underside of Zayne's shaft, making him shudder and curse under his breath. Sylus chuckles darkly, enjoying the power he holds over your Zayne.

Zayne turns to look at you, his eyes hazy with lust and desperation "Fuck yes"

You watch as Sylus' tongue darts out again, the erotic sight makes your walls clench with need.

"That's enough, Sylus," you state firmly, your voice breathier than intended.

Turning to Zayne, you give him a smoldering look. "Get on your knees next to him."

Zayne doesn't hesitate, immediately kneeling beside Sylus. They both stare up at you with hungry eyes as you strip, revealing your naked body to them. Their eyes roam over your curves, taking in every dip and swell, their chests heaving with anticipation.

You sit down on the couch, crooking your finger at the two men. "Crawl to me," you purr, "Both of you. Come take what's yours."

Zayne and Sylus exchange a glance, before they turn their eyes back to you and without a word, they start to crawl towards you.

Their eyes never leave your naked body, drinking in the sight of your bare breasts, your hardened nipples, the glistening folds of your sex. You can see the bulge in Sylus' pants, clear evidence of his arousal. Zayne's cock bounces with each movement, flushed a deep, angry red.

They come to a stop before you, kneeling at your feet, waiting for your next command. The sight of them, both strong and powerful men, reduced to kneeling before you makes your clit throb.

You spread your legs wider, baring yourself completely. The action draws an appreciative groan from both men as they drink in the sight of your glistening pussy. Their eyes follow the movement, darkening with lust at the delicious display.

"Zayne," you breathe, pointing at him. "You can take me to bed."

Then you turn to Sylus and bite your lip "And you Sy... You can stay there and watch"

Zayne rises, cradling you against his broad chest as he carries you towards the bed. He lays you down gently, his eyes roving over your naked body with a hunger that makes your skin prickle. He joins you on the bed a moment later, the mattress dipping under his weight.

"You're so beautiful," Zayne murmurs, trailing reverent fingers along your collarbone, down the valley between your breasts.

"Don't keep her waiting too long" Sylus teases "I do hope you can last long enough to satisfy our girl properly"

Zayne just smirks back at Sylus, a challenge in his eyes, before turning his attention back to you.

His fingers dip between your thighs, brushing teasingly over your slick folds. You gasp, hips canting into his touch, already aching for more.

Zayne holds up his glistening fingers, coated in your slick, and shows them to you. "See how wet you are"

He leans in closer, his eyes searching you intently. "Is this all for me," he asks, the question rhetorical but tinged with a hint of curiosity, "or is it for Sylus?"

"Both! "you moan breathlessly in response, your body trembling with need and desire. You're aroused by both of them, by the thought of them touching you, tasting you, filling you in every way imaginable. The idea of them working together to bring you pleasure, sends jolts of electricity crackling through your nerves.

Zayne's eyes darken at your admission, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Greedy girl".

He settles himself between your spread thighs, pushing your legs up and back, opening you fully to him, then takes himself in hand and notches the thick head of his cock against your dripping entrance.

"Fuck, sweetheart" he rasps, fighting the urge to thrust forward and bury himself inside you in one go.

He starts to push forward, his cock stretching you open as he slowly sheaths himself inside you, filling and completing you in a way that makes your toes curl.

"S-so big," you whimper, back arching off the bed as you take him. "So deep."

"You were made for my cock" Zayne growls, finally bottoming out, his hips pressed flush against yours. "Like it was carved to fit you."

Zayne pulls nearly all the way out before driving back in, starting a deep, steady rhythm. Hips rolling in a sensual dance as he takes his pleasure from your willing body. His hands grip your thighs, holding them open and exposing you fully to his touch, to Sylus' eyes.

Each drive draws a breathy moan from your lips, your walls clenching and fluttering around him.

"Oh fuck," you cry out as pleasure crashes through you in relentless waves. "Fuck, Zayne!"

"I know," Zayne grunts, his voice sounds strained with the effort of holding back, of being gentle. "I know, you're doing so well, so fucking good for me"

His praise makes you melt, your body going pliant and yielding beneath him. Your moans spill freely and you squeeze your eyes shut.

"Breathe sweetheart. You can take it"

Sylus scoffs "Of course she can fucking take it, she takes my cock wonderfully"

"I'm sure", Zayne agrees "But I'm the one fucking her now."

Zayne leans down and captures your mouth in a kiss, his tongue delving deep. At the same time, he shifts the angle of his hips, driving into that spot inside you that makes your toes curl and eyes roll back in your head.

"Right there," you keen, fingers scrabbling at his back, nails digging into his skin as you cling to him. "Don't stop, Zayne! Fuck me just like that!"

"So fucking tight and wet and perfect. Ungh, I can't...I'm going to..."

"Yes, yes, yes!" you wail, your body bouncing with the force of his thrusts, tits jiggling hypnotically. "Cum inside me, Zayne! "

"Sweetheart, fuck, I'm cumming!" He slamming into you one last time before burying himself to the hilt. His cock throbs and pulses as he starts to cum, painting your insides with thick, hot ropes of his seed.

You feel each spurt of his release, your body milking him for every last drop as you reach your own peak.

"ZAYNE!" you scream, back bowing, eyes rolling back in sheer ecstasy as your pussy clamps down around him.

Zayne's hips give a few more lazy rolls as he works himself through the aftershocks. "You're mine now y/n"

"Ours" Sylus confirms "She belongs to both of us now, so I hope you don't mind sharing"

Zayne pulls out of you with a low groan. He takes in the sight of his seed spilling out of you and feels a deep sense of satisfaction.

With a gentle touch, he brushes your hair back from your forehead, tucking a few stray locks behind your ear.

"Wait here, sweetheart" Zayne murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to your lips before rising from the bed. He walks to the bathroom, the muscles of his firm ass flexing with each step.

" I got a towel for..."

Zayne walks back to the bedroom and freezes in the doorway, eyes widening as he takes in the sight before him. Sylus is nestled between your thighs. He looks up at Zayne giving him a lazy smile.

"I'm just cleaning up your mess"

Sylus turns his attention back to you and groans at the sight of Zayne's cum leaking out of you. He leans in and drags his tongue through your folds, moaning at the taste.

Zayne's cock twitches and starts to swell again as he watches Sylus clean up the mess he made, his tongue delving deep to lap up every last drop. The sight sends a fresh surge of blood rushing south, his shaft rising to attention once more.

Sylus seals his lips around your clit and suckles "Mmm, you taste so good together" he murmurs against your flesh, the vibrations making your thighs tremble.

Sylus gives your clit a parting kiss before rising gracefully to his feet. He turns to face Zayne "I want to see you fuck her again. I want to watch you take her over and over until she's a drooling, cock drunk mess."

Zayne strides over to the bed, his thick cock bobbing with each step, hard and ready for more. He settles back against the pillows and calls for you.

"Come here"

You don't hesitate, crawling up the bed until you're poised over Zayne's straining erection. The feeling of his him pressing against your folds again makes you shiver in anticipation.

"You look so pretty like this" Zayne whispers, gripping your hips tightly, guiding you down onto his cock.

With a breathless moan, you sink down onto him, your walls stretching to accommodate his girth as he fills you in one smooth stroke. You both groan at the sensation, your body trembling as you adjust to being so thoroughly stuffed full again.

"Oh god, Zayne!" you cry out, hands braced on his chest. "You're in so deep!"

Zayne grunts, hips flexing slightly, stirring his cock inside you.

"Can I move?" you breathe out, voice quivering with need. "I need to move, you feel..."

"Good?"

"Sooo good, Zayne"

"Move y/n, ride me"

"I want you to feel good Zayne"

"I'm buried deep inside your tight little cunt y/n, I'm already in fucking heaven"

You start to move, rising up until just the tip of Zayne's cock remains inside you. Then you sink back down, taking him to the hilt in one smooth glide.

"Oh fuck, yes! Just like that" his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips as he guides your movements.

You set a steady rhythm, breasts bouncing with each roll of your hips, your arousal allowing you to slide smoothly along his length. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room.

"Fucking hell, look at her go" you hear Sylus say "She's dripping for it."

"I'm too sensitive, I'm gonna cum again!" you cry out, your hips starting to move erratically as you chase your rapidly approaching climax. "Please Zayne!"

"That's it, Y/N. Don't fight it," Zayne orders as he starts to thrust up to meet your downward movements.

"Oh god, oh... I'm cumming!" you scream, throwing your head back in ecstasy.

Your pussy clamps down on Zayne's shaft as you gush and spasm above him. You scream his name over and over, your vision whiting out from the intensity of your orgasm.

Zayne doesn't stop his thrusts even as you come down from your high, determined to work you through the aftershocks.

He sits up abruptly, strong arms pulling you flush against his chest.

"Sylus deserves a turn," Zayne murmurs, nipping at your bottom lip before soothing the sting with his tongue. "Don't you think, sweetheart?"

As if summoned by the mention of his name, Sylus presses his chest against your back, the heat of his skin seeping into yours. You feel the heavy length of his erection nestling in the cleft of your ass. When did he get naked?

"I can't come again," you whine weakly, your body still trembling "It's too much, too soon."

"We'll see about that" Zayne and Sylus say in unison, identical smirks playing at their lips. They exchange a look over your head.

"We'll be gentle," Sylus promises as his hands start to roam over your body. "At first."

"Spread her open for me"

Zayne reaches around to your ass, strong hands gripping the soft globes tightly. He kneads the supple flesh, thumbs digging into the meat of your cheeks as he starts to spread you open. Your ass yields to his touch, the tight ring of muscle slowly widening as he exposes you.

"Fuck, look at that," Sylus growls as he presses the swollen head of his cock against your back entrance. "So pretty, all puckered up and begging for a cock."

"Oh god!" you whimper, fingers scrabbling at Zayne's chest

"Wider, Zayne," Sylus commands, voice strained with the effort of holding back as your incredibly tight rear entrance stretches around the thick head of his cock. "I need more room to play"

"Like this?" Zayne asks, spreading your cheeks as far apart as they can go, thumbs digging into your soft flesh.

"Fuck yes, just like that"

"Ohhh, it's so big!" you cry out, back arching as you feel Sylus' girthy cock stretching you "I feel so full"

You try to close your legs to ease the intense, overwhelming sensation but Zayne stops you.

"Uh-uh, none of that" Zayne scolds, gripping your thighs tightly and pushing them back open, holding you in place.

"This ass is mine," Sylus' hand comes down to grip your cheek hard "Just like the rest of you."

He spits crudely into the valley of your ass, the warm saliva dripping down the cleft and pooling around where he's slowly impaling you on his cock.

Zayne leans in to capture your lips in a filthy kiss, tongue delving into your mouth and tangling with yours once again.

"I'm halfway in" Sylus grits out as he fights the urge to slam the rest of the way in.

"I want it all, Sy," you whimper against Zayne's lips "I need you both"

Sylus smirks at your desperate pleas, hips surging forward to bury himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. Your ass swallows the last of his length, tight walls clenching and fluttering wildly around the intrusion.

The combined groans of pleasure echo through the room as Sylus hilts inside you, heavy balls nestling against your ass.

"Fuck me, this is incredible," Sylus gasps, head falling back in bliss at the exquisite sensation. He gives a couple of experimental pumps, relishing how your body yields to his dominance.

The sudden, intense stimulation sends both you and Zayne into a fit of desire, bodies writhing against each other as Sylus starts to set a rhythm.

"You like this, don't you, kitten? Are you ready for more?"

"Please Sy...I-I need it" you cry out, head lolling against Zayne's shoulder.

Zayne chuckles and reaches down to roughly palm your tits, pinching and rolling your nipples between his fingers.

"What was that kitten?" Sylus murmurs hotly in your ear "Use your words if you are going to beg for it."

"Please fuck me harder. I want to feel you in my fucking stomach! Fuck me stupid with your cock until I can't even remember my own name! Please, please, please! I'm begging you!"

"Good fucking girl"

At your shameless begging, Sylus and Zayne start to move. Their movements match and complement each other perfectly, Sylus slamming into your ass as Zayne fucks into your pussy.

"Oh god, I can feel you both" you breathe out, eyes wide with shock and awe as you feel them pressing against each other through the thin wall of your pelvic tissue, separated only by a thin barrier deep inside you.

The sensation is indescribably intense, the dual stimulation of two cocks stretching and filling you in ways you've never experienced before. The knowledge that these two men are claiming you so completely, in every way imaginable, sends your arousal skyrocketing.

Sylus and Zayne groan in unison as they feel each other through your walls, the knowledge that they are pleasuring you together pushing them closer to the edge.

"Oh...oh fuck, it's too much!" you wail, feeling your climax building at a breathtaking pace.

When Sylus reaches around to flick your clit with expert precision and Zayne latches onto your nipple, sucking hard and grazing it with his teeth, it proves to be the final catalyst your overstimulated body needed. Your climax crashes over you like a tidal wave, every nerve ending igniting with mind numbing ecstasy.

"OHHHH FU...,OH GOD, I'M CUMMING!" you scream at the top of your lungs, your voice echoing off the walls. Your pussy clamps down HARD on Zayne's cock, silken walls rippling and squeezing him like a vice. At the same time, your asshole clenches and flutters wildly around Sylus, gripping him like a hot, slick fist.

With synchronized grunts and groans of pure pleasure, they both surge forward one last time, burying themselves as deep as they can into your spasming holes as their own powerful climaxes overtake them.

Sylus hilts deep in your ass. His cock pulses and throbs, painting you with thick ropes of cum. He grips your hips hard enough to leave bruises, holding you in place as he fills you with spurt after spurt of his release.

Zayne slams into your cunt, his cockhead flaring and pulsing as he shoots his own heavy load. Your greedy pussy milks him for every drop, walls rippling and squeezing as it sucks his cum deep into your core. He bites down hard on your nipple, muffling his groans against your breast.

Their combined releases trigger aftershocks of pleasure that wrack your entire body, leaving you shaking and mewling weakly between them.

Their hands grip your trembling body tightly as they ride out their orgasms. They hold you in between them, their softening cocks plugging you up, not allowing a single drop of their release to escape your stuffed holes.

You collapse against Zayne's chest, utterly spent and boneless, your body still twitching. Sylus drapes himself over your back, both of them panting harshly as they try to catch their breath.

"You're heavy, Sy"

Sylus chuckles breathlessly against your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. "Sorry, kitten," he apologizes, but makes no move to lift his weight off you. If anything, he seems to press down harder, enjoying the feeling of pinning you beneath him. "You didn't seem to mind a few minutes ago when I was pounding this perfect ass and fucking you silly"

Zayne smirks, one hand coming up to gently tilt your chin towards him. "He's right, sweetheart. You were screaming for more just a little while ago. Now you're complaining about a little weight?"

"Mmm, I guess I can't complain too much about being the filling in a Sylus and Zayne sandwich, right?"

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cartavermelha · 2 years ago

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Traditional Exterior in New York Mid-sized traditional blue two-story concrete fiberboard gable roof idea

#window headers #provia #boothbay blue #white window trim #james hardie #morris plains

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sergeantbarnessdoll · 1 month ago

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May I ask for a request: not being a woman of words, reader simply leaves the pregnancy test in plain sight on the bathroom counter. One side of her was terrified, what if Bucky didnt take the news in a good way- it would be the end of your relationship! But the other said: he is gonna find out sooner or later, right? You may decide if you make it angsty, fluffy or a mix of everything...

Not Mad » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Fiancée!Bucky Barnes x Fiancée!Female Reader

Summary: You leave a pregnancy test in plain sight and when Bucky sees it, you think he’s going to be mad that you didn’t tell him that you’re pregnant sooner, but his reaction is the complete opposite.

Warnings: Fluff, language, pregnant!reader, Thunderbolts/Congressman!Bucky, crying, kissing, pet names

A/N: Thank you for the request @skorpionbarn1981 🩵

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckyys-babydoll / divider made by me

GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.

You stared at the positive pregnancy test. You’re happy that you’re pregnant, but at the same time you’re scared. You’re scared of what Bucky might think when he finds out. You took a deep breath and put the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter and went to the living room to watch TV. Your phone started ringing. You smiled when you seen your fiancée’s name on your phone screen.

“Hey, baby.” You answered with a smile.

“Hey, doll. How are you?” Bucky asks with a smile.

“I’m doing fine. How are you?” You asked.

“I’m doing fine too. I’d much rather be at home with you than this stupid business trip.” He says.

“Tell me about your day.” You say.

“I don’t think you want to hear about congress meetings.” He chuckles. “I’d much rather hear about your day.” He says.

“I didn’t do much today, besides flip through bridal magazines and watch TV.” You say.

“That sounds better than what I’m doing.” He says, making you giggle.

You could hear one of Bucky’s associates say something to him.

“As much as I want to stay on the phone and talk to you, I have to go.” Bucky says.

“Ok, baby. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You say.

“See you tomorrow. I love you, doll.” He says.

“I love you too.” You say before hanging up.

You put your phone down and put on a random show and then picked up where you left off with the bridal magazine you were looking at earlier. Realization hit you a few minutes later. You have no idea how you’re going to tell your fiancée that you’re pregnant. Your mind was drawing a blank. What you do know is that you’re terrified to know what Bucky is going to think when he does find out that you’re pregnant. Part of you is thinking that Bucky isn’t going to react well to the news and he’s going to call off yours and his engagement and leave you. Another part of you is thinking that he’s going to be over the moon happy about you being pregnant. You tried to push all of the negative thoughts aside and watched TV to help calm you down.

———

“Doll, I’m home!” Bucky says as he walks in the apartment.

You ran up to your fiancée and gave him a hug. Bucky picked you up and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. He smiles at you before kissing you.

“I missed you.” He says softly.

“I missed you too, baby.” You say.

Bucky gently put you back on your feet and went to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes. You followed him and sat down on the bed.

“Tell me about your trip.” You say.

“Like I said on the phone, doll, I don’t think you want to hear anything about congress.” Bucky says.

“Maybe I do. You make it sound interesting.” You say.

“If you think that, then I’ll tell you about the trip.” He says.

As Bucky was changing and telling you about the trip, your mind was elsewhere. The negative thoughts of Bucky finding out you’re pregnant keeps entering your mind. You were brought back to reality when Bucky sat down on the bed next to you.

“You ok, babydoll?” Bucky asks softly.

“Hmm? Yea, I’m ok.” You say.

“You sure? You look like you were in space there for a second.” He says.

“I just missed you is all.” You say and kissed him.

Bucky smiles and hums against your lips.

“I’m going to take a shower and then we can do whatever you want afterwards.” Bucky says.

“Sounds good to me.” You say softly.

You and Bucky kissed once more before he went to the bathroom to take a shower. You went to the living room and looked for a movie for you and him to watch after his shower. As Bucky was walking past the sink counter, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He looked at the counter to see a your positive pregnancy test that’s clear as day next to the sink. He picked it up and got a good look at it. It’s definitely positive. He wondered to himself when you took the test and why you didn’t tell him. He immediately went to the living room with the pregnancy test in his hand.

“Y/N, what is this?” Bucky asks.

You looked up at your fiancée, your eyes widening when you seen the pregnancy test in his hand.

“Where- Where did you find that?” You asked nervously.

“It was next to the sink in the bathroom.” He says. “When did you take it?” He asks.

“Yesterday.” You answered.

“When did you plan on telling me?” He asks.

“Please believe me when I say I was going to tell you. I just didn’t know how to tell you and how you would react to the news. I just didn’t want to bother you with it while you were on a work trip.” You rambled, your eyes tearing up. “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you sooner.” You say.

“Babydoll, calm down. I’m not mad.” He says, sitting down next to you.

“You’re not?” You asked.

“Of course not. This is the best news ever.” He says happily.

Bucky kissed you passionately, smiling against your lips.

“So you’re not going to leave me?” You asked.

“Leave you? Why would I leave you?” Bucky asks.

“I had a feeling you were going to leave me cause I didn’t tell you that I’m pregnant sooner.” You say.

“Babydoll, listen to me.” He cups your cheeks. “I asked you to marry me, because I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You just gave me another reason to love you even more.” He says softly, putting his hand on your belly.

“I love you too, baby.” You almost whispered.

You put your hand on top of his. He put his forehead against yours and smiles at you.

“We’re having a baby.” Bucky whispers

“We’re having a baby.” You whispered back.

-Bucky’s Doll

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coriihanniee · 4 months ago

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Guess WHO! - boynextdoor smau

𓂃۶ৎ SYNOPSIS : When multiple leaked photos ignite a wildfire of speculation, the world is certain—BOYNEXTDOOR'S Y/N is secretly dating one of the members. But who? No one knows, and you refuse to clear the air. Instead, you turn the chaos into a game, scattering cryptic clues and half-truths while every member plays along, deepening the mystery. Every glance, every post, every moment is a riddle waiting to be solved. Is the answer hidden in plain sight, or are you leading everyone in circles? How far can a secret stretch before it unravels? And when it does—will anyone be ready for the truth?

𓂃۶ৎ PAIRING : boynextdoor x 7th member!reader

𓂃۶ৎ GENRE(S) : smau, romance

𓂃۶ৎ WARNING(S) : kys/kms jokes, sexual jokes, gay jokes, random timestamps/timeskips, profanities, mentions of food

𓂃۶ৎ STATUS : completed!

𓂃۶ৎ AUTHOR'S NOTE : YAYYYYY NEW SMAU!!! I've been anticipating writing this one and I'm so happy to finally share it with all of you! I just think this is a new interesting take of a smau bcs I believe I haven't seen anyone do such a smau before! Place your bets! Who do you think is y/n's secret boyfriend?~ 😉 (credits to original owner for the main header!)

𓂃۶ৎ This is purely fictional and does not reflect the idols' real personality!

PROFILES

WHO WHO WHO'S THERE?

BOY BOY BOYNEXTDOOR!

CHAPTERS

01. fish police

02. yn x bubbles the fifth

03. leehan's sexy nonchalant bf moment

04. Thomas the Train written

05. alpha males

06. daebak escape arc

07. @taeandco(at)

08. baldy sungho

09. pp comeback

10. taiyaki whore

11. yn harem written

12. magical girl taesan

13. yn deathbed era

14. bearyoncé

15. red roses delivery

16. caught in 4k??

17. rainy situation written

18. leehan's cherry...coke???

19. babyhak, uwu 🥺

20. leehan's best girl

21. livestream gone wrong written

22. yn's dessert expert written

23. lice world domination

24. the plane menace

25. boomer jaehyun

26. the arcade duo written

27. an airport catastrophe written

28. it's not your fault

29. thanks, Sungho written

30. my best mistake (you) written

31. my darling you

BONUS CHAPTERS

1. discord kitten

2. new rumours?!?!

3. our youth is free written

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clockwayswrites · 5 months ago

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Danny in Metropolis part 4

oh look, gave in, masterpost

by HH discord vote, wrote on this while waiting for my nerve test today (good news, nerves good. bad news, hands bad because ?????. other news, OW) which was nice because this is very soft and I was very nervous about it all. Apparently I had another chunk not posted here too so have a decent bit!

“Yeah, well, you just met—saw? You just saw my parents. They’re just sort of like that. Everything always becomes dramatic,” Danny said, some of his humor fading as he talked about his family.

“I’ll remember not to come over for dinner,” Conner said with a purposefully light tone.

Danny snorted. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t subject you to that horror. Easier to just eat out anyways.”

“And yet you don’t eat lunch,” Conner pointed out.

Danny ducked his head and rubbed at the back of his neck. “Yeah, well, school lunches aren’t exactly appetizing.”

“Yeah, that’s fair,” Conner agreed after a beat. Him and Dad might still have some issues that they were working through, but Clark made sure that Conner always had a lunch to take to school, no matter how busy he was with a story. The only times there wasn’t a lunch is when Clark was off world for three or more days.

Conner wondered if Dad would mind making an extra one.

“Anything you hate?” Conner asked curiously.

Danny gave a little shrug. His fingers twisted restlessly against Conner’s. “That’s a complicated question.”

“I’m okay with complicated answers.”

“Turkey and chicken, but only if it’s the whole bird. Hot dogs. I guess all meat can be iffy a lot, depends on the day. Tofu. Um, plain broths and Jello at this point. Anything fake cherry favored. Lime Gatorade,” Danny listed off in a rush.

Conner blinked. “Okay.” He’d do his best to remember that.

“Okay?”

“Yeah. Like, I think that’s actually not that hard to work around. And you can remind me if I forget anything, but, like, I’ll try not to,” Conner said. He gave Danny’s hand a reassuring little squeeze.

Danny stared down at their clasped hands like it was the most confusing thing.

Conner tried not to worry too much about it. Danny could be odd like that.

The shop was actually a pretty nice one. Maybe it was a little too hipster, but it was a coffee shop. The music could be worse and the spray painted art on the wall was actually pretty cool. There was no one waiting, so Conner pulled them up to the front where they could easily read the menu to make their choices.

He nudged Danny gently with his elbow. “They have some vegetarian stuff, if it’s one of those days.”

“The beetroot sandwich is damn good,” the heavily tattooed barista who was waiting on them said.

“Yeah?” Danny said, looking over that on the board. “I’ll do that, I guess, and a large iced coffee.”

“Whole milk, skim, or oat milk?”

“Oh, um, whole is fine,” Danny said.

“Same drink for me, but I’ll do the avocado BLT,” Conner decided. He went to pull out his phone to pay, but Danny beat him to it, holding out a credit card.

“My treat, since we couldn’t work at my place,” Danny said quickly.

Conner huffed. “Fine. But next study session is my treat then.”

“You two can go ahead and have a seat, I’ll bring your stuff over soon,” the barista said with a smile as they handed back Danny’s card.

Conner followed Danny’s lead over to a comfortable looking pair of armchairs around a low table. They were forced to finally let go of each other’s hands to sit, and Conner tried not to pout. Now that he knew Danny would let him, Conner figured he could find another excuse to hold Danny’s hand if he worked at it.

Danny pulled out his sleek, new laptop and set it open on the table. The assignment was already open on the screen, glaring in the large, red text that Mrs. Simmons liked to use for all of her assignment headers. It was especially bold on the black background of the dark mode that Danny seemed to keep everything in.

Under every poet’s name, Danny had typed a sentence or two about them. It was far from academic writing (some of it was actually hilariously blunt), but it actually had some really useful information.

“Damn, Danny, you call this only a little?” Conner asked as he scanned over the notes.

Danny fidgeted in his seat. “I mean. Just like I said, I'm not good at English work and I don't want to be why you get a bad grade.”

“Hey,” Conner leaned over and bumped their shoulders together, “it's just a grade.”

“Yeah, try saying that in my house with two doctorate already and a third on the way with my sister,” Danny muttered.

“Well, good thing we aren't in your house then,” Conner joked. When Danny rolled his eyes, Conner reached out and tapped Danny’s hand, getting the other to look at him. “It’s just a grade, Danny, but I'll do my best to make sure that it's a good one, okay?”

Danny’s smile was a little wobbly, but at least it was there. “Thanks.”

“Course. Tell me what you've done so far.”

His smile turned shier, but Danny started to explain that he’d wiki searched the poets and also scanned whatever there most famous poem was. He didn’t really know how to talk about the poems, but tried to write a word or two about them. As they went through the list, it was clear that Danny already had some he didn’t like, by the way his nose wrinkled as he talked about them, scrunching up his freckles. He also had some good points about some poets that they shouldn’t do as two white guys. Conner didn’t know if he actually really counted as a white guy, not with Clark, but he figured since socially Clark was seen and raise as one, it fit as much as anything.

(Not like Conner could talk about the whole half alien clone thing anyways.)

#dp x dc #danny/kon #danny/conner #danny in metropolis #food mention

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