#SCRE AMS

[the-mang0tree]

woke: megatron with fangs

bespoke: megatron with fangs and a toothgap... .. . . .

[pixiecaps]

spiderbit in a slasher movie au But they arent the killers and of course cellbit is trying to figure put whos doing the murders while roier is associated to the primary victim in some way and they just go through every trope imaginable and they do end up fighting for their lives covered in blood

[i-am-beckyu]

WHAT IF...G!DTeam but they're kids🤩

I say...

GIVESSSSSSSSSSS!!!! We just have a chaotic bunch of giant dteam 5 year olds running around all over the place making an unintentional mess wherever they go.

They would be cute, yet very chaotic but I can guarantee everyone would be awing them having nap time <3

[exilley]

I am going to keep begging utena fans to PLEASE WATCH IKUHARA’S OTHER WORK he makes very few misses.

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

[maryibgarry102]

Hey tumblr can you change the usernames on the mobile feed back to the regular font size cause they're TOO DANG SMALL

[p33p33p00p00]

me when i cant sleep because of the horrors

[undisclosedproxy]

Possessive, obsessive, aggressive T.R T.N M.R

Summary: This will be a continued little series i will be writing. It’s an au on how Y/N has moved into a house with Theodore, Mattheo and Tom after they finished their schooling at hogwarts.(p.s this is kinda just an intro so give me suggestion on scenarios i should do!!) (My inspo is from this girl who made an Au called “new girl” or smth, if u see this girl ilysm) These three boys are all madly in love with her and they aren’t afraid to show it in all ways necessary, and Y/N? well she doesn’t mind being shared.

The soft wind of the morning sunrise blew through Y/N’s open window, causing her to slowly open her eyes with a soft groan at the change in temperature. One minute she had been cozy and warm, the next she was freezing. There had been a massive party last night at their usual homely manor; she could barely remember anything except dancing, sex, and drinking. Her head throbbed with pain as she slowly sat up, her body aching and her mind spinning. Her tired eyes scanned the room, feeling relieved when everything was clean, as usual. She sighed as she tried to run her fingers through her hair, only to meet large, painful knots. She couldn’t be bothered to deal with this yet; the sun hadn’t even risen, so she didn’t have to either. Y/N fell back onto her soft bed with a thump.

Her eyes snapped open when she heard loud pots and pans clattering downstairs. She knew instantly who it was—Tom. Why is this guy always so nonchalant, doing the most random things? She forced her tired body out of bed and practically dragged herself and her rats nest of hair to the kitchen, where he was currently attempting to clean the basically trashed manor.

”You’re awake.” he said dryly, his face as still and emotionless as usual.

Y/N’s brows furrowed in annoyance as she watched him clean up cups and trash from their sleek counters. He was dressed in his usual day attire—neither too casual nor too formal. Y/N always wondered how he was always so put together and organized. It was one of the reasons she adored him so much. He had been there for her when she felt like her life was falling apart, helping her piece it back together.

”You’re loud.” Y/N responded back with the same dry tone in her voice.

“Well I do sincerely apologise I have cleaning to do. You imbeciles trashed the manor.” Tom said in his monotone voice as he stood up straight to look Y/N in the eyes.

“Please just be quieter..” Y/N murmured as she flopped onto the large couch, Tom watched her from behind the counter, times like this is when he really enjoys the open concept of the manor, he can watch her do everything.

”I. am. sorry.” He said in a forced voice, Tom doesn’t apologise, he’s never apologised to anyone, expect Y/N. He has a special place for her in his heart, they all do, hence they all moved in together.

”mph” she murmured back already half asleep on the couch.

Tom walked over to the cupboard with long strides and grabbed a lancet from the top shelf and draped it over Y/N and kissed her forehead and let her rest.

2 and a half hours later

”Are you serious? you’re kicking me out?” An annoying loud female voice screeched from upstairs as her loud thumping stomps could be heard throughout the whole home.

”Not even a good morning? or making me breakfast?” she yelled angrily, obviously still pretty under the influence of the copious amounts of alcohol and drugs she did last night.

“Morni-” Mattheo started with a yawn as he came downstairs to a sleeping Y/N and a grumpy Tom.

”Shut up.” Tom huffed cutting him off.

”Why so angry dearest brother? You didn’t get any pussy last night?” Mattheo asked obviously just trying to get under Toms skin as much as he can.

”I do not indulge in those ludicrous activities you and Nott get into.” Tom said shoving a paper plate of a food that was unrecognisable into the trash bag he was holding, a grim look plastered onto his face.

”Speaking of those ludicrous activities, what is that god awful screeching emitting from Theodores quarters.” Tom said looking around in disgust as he assessed the progress of cleaning he had done.

”I have no idea what you just said.” Mattheo said standing in the middle of the open kitchen and living room awkwardly as he stared blankly at his brother.

”What? Are you-? Forget it. Go tell them to close their mouths, they’ll wake up Y/N.” Tom said glancing over Y/Ns sleeping figure that somehow hasn’t awakened from the squealing. Mattheo’s gaze softened at the sight, he was about to go upstairs but was interrupted.

“FUCK YOU THEODORE NOTT!” The girl screamed, finally shes revealed herself, she ran down the stairs wearing just a skimpy red thong as she bundled up her dark blue dress to her chest to cover her and use the last bit of decency she was holding on to.

Tom and Mattheo watched as the girl ran out of the manor angrily, still muttering rude words directed to Theodore. Theodore’s foot steps got louder as he came down the stairs quickly, he was wearing just boxers obviously he had an eventful night. He opened the door forcefully and threw her heels at her accidentally hitting her straight in the head.

”OUCH!” She screeched from outside.

Theodore sighed as he locked the door with a quick motion. He turned to everyone else, an amused and tired Mattheo, a grumpy Tom and a just woken up, confused Y/N.

”What?” Theodore asked confused as he stared blankly back at everyone.

[kxsagi]

REQUEST IDEA 😼😼🔥🔥‼️

Reader goes on a family trip basically. BUT they bring their s/o. Reader's aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and parents (or just their primary family in general) go to a somewhere for a get together. Could be a summer vacation, a winter skiing trip, an autumn trip outside the country, or anything else. Whichever vibes you want to go for 😋😋.

It's what people I know usually do but they let their kids bring their s/o and their family. So when a lot of the kids already have s/o's, it's gonna get harder and harder to take group photos😅😅. It's when the families are already familiar with each other enough yk.

And I wanna see character and reader's family interactions🔥🔥😋. How'd they interact with their little cousins, how they'd deal with interrogation from family members, how they'd try to win their family's favor, silly shenanigans they'd do with reader while on the trip, etc.

This is alrdy getting pretty long but I have to get this out. Scenario ideas!!! Reader's little cousins go through the character's bag. thats it lol. Embarrassing childhood stories. Interactions between the s/o's. "So what do you do?" conversations and other ppl answer "doctor/lawyer/engineer and other impressive sounding stuff" and the character just answers "...I play soccer" IDKK but it's fine in the end bc ppl probably know who they r. Speaking of, some person in the family fangirling/fanboying over the character bc they're rlly into soccer. NOT NECESSARY TO THE PROMPT THO so ignore this if you want🫶🫶

Any characters really but heh.... rin😼🥶😴😴🥶. Also now that I read over the prompt, this seems sooo Isagi. I don't really have a preferred format so it's up to you🫶. sorry if it's too long lmao 😭😭

“𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐬. 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲”

a/n: i am aware that everyone has different families, but for the sake of making it funny, i made reader’s family pretty chaotic!

ft. itoshi rin, isagi yoichi

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐧

a/n: rin and sae are on good terms here! (art credits go to 1omya on X)

your family’s idea of a relaxing vacation was flying twelve hours to a quiet countryside villa in italy during peak autumn season, renting out an entire stone estate surrounded by vineyards, and somehow turning it into survivor: family edition. you knew it was going to be chaos the second your aunt asked in the group chat, “should we all bring our significant others?” and thirty messages later, the answer was yes. and that was how rin itoshi ended up in tuscany, standing stiffly in a turtleneck, carrying your pink suitcase like it personally insulted him, and regretting every life choice that led him here. 

“you okay?” you asked sweetly, looping your arm through his as you walked toward the villa. 

“i already hate it here,” he muttered. 

“you say that, but you look cute with the autumn leaves in your hair.” 

he deadpanned, “i’m going to throw myself into a wine barrel.” 

the villa was already buzzing when you arrived. your cousins were running through the vineyard like feral woodland creatures. your mom was yelling at someone to stop touching the antique chandelier. your dad was trying to operate a pizza oven. and your great aunt, who had just discovered the bidet, was giving an enthusiastic tutorial to anyone within earshot. rin looked like he was actively trying to astral project. 

then the interrogations started. 

“so, rin,” said one aunt, sipping her wine with the measured look of someone who professionally judges wine and people. “what do you do?” 

“i’m a soccer player,” rin said flatly. 

“oh, that’s nice,” she said with the tone of someone who thought that meant he coached toddlers. 

“professionally,” he added. “in europe.” 

someone at the table choked on a breadstick. 

“wait,” your cousin whispered, eyes wide. “wait. rin. rin itoshi?” 

“unfortunately,” he muttered, already sensing what was coming. 

“NO WAY. I FOLLOW YOUR FAN ACCOUNT,” they yelled, which immediately summoned a second cousin from across the villa who screeched “I HAVE HIS JERSEY SIGNED” and a third who appeared out of the hedges, clutching a soccer ball like a talisman. 

and that’s how rin was cornered at the dinner table, being grilled about world cup stats by three cousins and your aunt, who suddenly “remembered watching him play against spain.” meanwhile, another cousin was secretly filming him from behind a wine bottle like a biologist observing a rare animal. 

you leaned over and whispered, “having fun yet?” 

“your cousin just asked if i’d sign her forehead.” 

“you should. she said she’d tattoo it.” 

he blinked. “what the hell is wrong with your family?” 

“genetics.” 

somewhere in the chaos, your little cousins broke into his room and started going through his suitcase. you walked in on them holding his designer jacket like it was a relic from a museum. one of them tried to wear it. it reached the floor. another was snooping through his skincare bag. 

“what is this?” they asked, holding up his eye cream. 

“expensive,” he said, snatching it back. “put it down before i cry.” 

honestly, you were impressed with how he didn’t immediately flee to the airport. sure, he was grumpy 85% of the time and muttered threats like “i will fake my death and disappear into the hills,” but he also helped your cousin pick olives off the trees. he taught your younger cousin how to juggle a soccer ball and got way too into it. and when your grandma cornered him with a glass of homemade limoncello and asked if he loved you, he answered without hesitation. 

“yeah,” he said. “i do.” 

you didn’t hear it firsthand, but your grandma told everyone at breakfast. you couldn’t look at him without smirking. he threatened to put you in the pizza oven. 

rin’s family arrived a few days into the trip, and the contrast was hilarious. his mom was quiet and sweet, immediately bringing you a scarf she knitted and complimenting your italian. his brother sae showed up in sunglasses like he was there to cause problems on purpose. 

“yo,” sae said, sitting next to your dad. “you know your daughter’s out of rin’s league, right?” 

rin almost choked on his wine. 

somehow, the itoshis blended in perfectly. his mom and your mom started a wine club (which was just them drinking and ranking cheeses). his dad and your uncle bonded over espresso. sae teamed up with your cousin to build a bonfire that was technically illegal. someone’s dog peed on the vineyard. rin started drinking espresso like water. you weren’t sure if it was for the caffeine or emotional support. 

one night, after a chaotic dinner involving three languages, a spilled lasagna, and your aunt accidentally texting the wrong rin her apple strudel recipe (a kid in osaka got it), you pulled him aside into the garden. 

the moonlight lit the leaves gold. the air smelled like wine and pine and the burnt crust of whatever your uncle put in the pizza oven this time. you leaned on the railing. he stood next to you, arms crossed. 

“you survived,” you said. 

“barely.” 

“but you didn’t hate it?” 

he glanced at you. “your cousin asked if i was gonna propose.” 

you grinned. “and what did you say?” 

“… i said not with her watching.” 

you laughed, eyes crinkling. he looked at you like you hung the moon. 

“you really love me, huh?” you teased. 

he rolled his eyes. “you’re lucky you’re hot.” 

“so lucky.” 

and then, because it was your family and nothing was sacred, someone threw a wine cork at you from the balcony and yelled “GET MARRIED ALREADY!” 

you both turned. 

rin shouted back, “MIND YOUR BUSINESS.” 

you? you just laughed. because honestly? this was already better than any fairytale. just rin, your ridiculous family, and the chaos that made life sweet.

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

a/n: art credits go to jyauii on X

you weren’t really sure what possessed you to bring isagi yoichi to your family’s yearly summer beach trip. maybe it was because your little cousins had been bugging you about your mysterious soccer boyfriend for months. maybe it was because your mom asked a little too sweetly if “yoichi could come, if he’s free, we’d love to have him.” or maybe it was because you wanted to see if he could survive your family’s unique brand of chaos. turns out? the man’s got survivor instincts. 

you’d barely parked the car before one of your younger cousins launched himself at isagi like a heat-seeking missile, declaring a wrestling match to establish dominance. “he’s testing you,” you said, deadpan, while isagi politely got tackled into the sand. 

“i think he wins,” isagi wheezed, pinned under a four-foot-tall ball of energy. 

the beach house was packed. like, “how did we pass the fire code” packed. your family didn’t just vacation, they migrated. aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, family friends, and that one mysterious extra person no one ever explained, everyone was here. and now, so was isagi, wearing his nicest shorts, polo shirt, and a hopeful smile, completely unaware that he was about to be questioned like a man on trial. 

your mom greeted him with a hug. your dad sized him up. your aunt took one look and whispered, “he looks polite. that’s suspicious.” you gave him a sympathetic pat on the back. “good luck,” you whispered. “they smell fear.” 

he handled it pretty well, all things considered. by the time dinner rolled around, he was already holding a baby in one arm and flipping burgers with the other, like some sort of domestic action hero. your grandma called him “helpful.” your uncle called him “a decent enough guy, for someone who wears ankle socks.” 

but of course, the moment of truth came during the infamous family dinner interrogation, where your relatives ask everyone under 40 what they do for a living, purely to judge silently afterward. 

“so, yoichi,” one of your uncles began, already swirling a glass of wine like a villain, “what is it that you do?” 

“i play soccer,” isagi replied, like a fool. silence. 

“for a local team?” another asked, squinting. 

“… i play professionally. in germany.” 

your aunt blinked. “for which team?” 

“bayern munchen.” 

a beat. then your cousin, who’d been silently scrolling under the table like a short-attention span ipad kid, let out a strangled squeak and went, “NO FREAKING WAY. YOU’RE ISAGI YOICHI? I HAVE YOUR FIFA CARD.” and that was that. 

it was over. 

your uncle’s wine glass trembled slightly. your younger cousins screamed. your grandma, bless her, just nodded and said, “ah. so he’s on television.” she then resumed eating her grilled fish like nothing happened. 

you could see the shift. suddenly, your relatives weren’t just tolerating isagi, they were trying to impress him. your cousin who once called soccer “just people kicking balls around” was now pretending he’d always been a diehard fan. your aunt googled how to say “go, isagi!” in german. your uncle who played a little in college suddenly decided it was time to “kick the ol’ ball around again,” which ended in him tripping over a cooler and blaming the sand. 

later that night, your younger cousins raided your shared suitcase and found a photo album his mom had secretly slipped in “for memories.” mistake. big mistake. 

“LOOK AT BABY YOICHI!” one cousin yelled, holding up a photo of isagi with his signature ahoge and bright yellow rain boots, pouting dramatically at the camera. “WHY IS HE CRYING HERE?” 

“his cake had no frosting,” you explained solemnly. “dark day.” 

another cousin flipped to a picture of him sleeping with a soccer ball clutched to his chest. “i’m gonna send this to my group chat.” 

“i’m being blackmailed by children,” isagi mumbled. 

you kissed his cheek. “you’re doing great, love.” 

honestly, he kind of was. he helped the kids build a sandcastle shaped like a turtle, he got tricked into joining a beach volleyball game where the ball hit him in the face twice, and he somehow ended up in a conga line started by your aunt after two piña coladas. it was beautiful. and terrifying. 

then his parents showed up. 

his mom brought handmade onigiri for everyone, which instantly won the hearts of your entire extended family. his dad complimented your dad’s grilling technique, which led to them bonding over charcoal like long-lost brothers. the two families mingled like this was the summer crossover event of the year. your mom and his mom were already planning a joint potluck. your grandma offered his dad a homemade remedy for back pain that involved vinegar and prayer. someone suggested a badminton match that turned into an all-out olympic-level war. it was perfect. 

as the night wound down and the fire pit crackled, you and isagi found a quiet moment alone by the shore. the moonlight glinted off the waves. laughter echoed from the deck behind you. you kicked off your shoes and sighed. 

“that was… a lot,” you said, leaning into him. 

“you think your uncle’s gonna send me that photo of me covered in ketchup?” he asked softly. 

“he said he’s using it as your contact picture.” 

he groaned and let his forehead fall against your shoulder. 

“yoichi?” 

“mm?” 

“thanks for coming.” 

he smiled into your skin. “you kidding? i’d survive a thousand uncles if it means getting to do this with you.” 

you grinned. “you really like me, huh?” 

“more than soccer.” 

“liar.” 

“… equal to soccer.” 

you nodded, satisfied. “i’ll take it.” 

and as you stood there, wrapped in his arms, sand between your toes and half your family plotting a family soccer tournament with him as the coach, you thought yeah. this was gonna be one hell of a vacation. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[pupsmailbox]

TECHNOLOGY ID PACK

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[buckybarnesisdaddy]

Whom My Soul Longs For

Part 2

Summary: A second date is arranged after Steve and Bucky talk to Mother superior. Bucky helps calm you down and ease your worries. You finally get to see NYC.

Pairings: StuckyXReader

Rating: Mature

Warnings: A/B/O, language, cult typical shame, name calling, confused feelings, talks of being turned on, Stucky fighting and yelling, Stucky Sex (like it kinda actually happens in this chapter so be warned), Hand Job, Asscheek Job(?), Talks of differing Omega anatomy, Reader Omega has Female parts, mentions of heat, mentions of anxiety.

Word count: 12k

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Previous

Bucky paces the office while Steve sits in one of the arm chairs opposite the big desk. Mother Superior left them both in there while she went to check on you. “I swear if they are hurting her- no if they are laying a finger on her-” Bucky stops and takes a breath. “I can’t do this, Steve. She’s up there and they are doing only God knows what!” Steve outstretched his arm and Bucky knows it’s an invitation and a demand. He walks over and kneels beside the chair and Steve pulls him into a hug. Rubbing his back and letting Bucky breathe in his scent. The salty air of Coney Island, leather of a boxing bag, line dried Cotten, he smells like home. Steve rubs up his back and into his hair as Bucky takes another deep breath, calming down each time. Steve smiles as Bucky’s distressed scent returns to normal, musk of a new baseball glove, the air before a summer rainstorm in Brooklyn, the canvas tents from when they were stationed on the front. Steve hums and kisses Bucky’s neck causing Bucky to let out a low growl that turns into a moan. The kiss had had the opposite affect and instead of calming him down Steve picks up a new addition to Bucky’s base scent, it’s more earthy and actually reminds Steve of Christmas, which makes sense given that was the first time they were together all those years ago. Steve laughs to himself about the fact that these specific scents of theirs complement each other so damn well.

“Mmhmm Buck,” he whispers, “you’ve gotta calm down, baby.” He laughs and kisses Bucky’s neck again. “You’re starting to smell like a Christmas tree.” Bucky grumbles in response and buries his face further into Steve’s neck.

“Yeah well you’re starting to smell like cinnamon, so you calm down too.” Steve pokes his side so Bucky begrudgingly lets go and moves back but not before leaving a love bite on Steve’s neck. He smirks as he sees the red teeth marks over the bond mark. “Mmhm you look so good marked up.” Bucky growls and Steve laughs as he stands up.

“Down boy, remember why we are here.” Steve reminds him and instantly his scent smells angry, like peppermint but the gross kind that’s too strong and gives you a headache. “Oh Buck, put some blockers on if you can’t control this.” Bucky grumbles again and grabs the stick from Steves pocket and rubs some on just as they hear Mother Superior returning.

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You sit on the edge of the bed in your new room. All your stuff is there and set up just the way you like it, but it’s still doesn’t feel right. You fiddle with your hands and try not to watch Sister Jessica as examining your underwear. It’s embarrassing and degrading and you just want her to leave. “Seems you were good,” she tosses them into the laundry hamper in the corner of the room. Mother Superior walks in without knocking.

“Ahhh our little Blossom” the name makes you feel angry, you ‘blossomed’ years ago but they refused to let you grow up. You liked the new nicknames Steve and Bucky gave you, Sweetheart, Doll, Honey, they were perfect and fit you much better than blossom. “The two Alphas downstairs are very taken with you!” She gushes and pulls you to stand. “I have a feeling they are going to push to speed up the timeline which I am inclined to allow as long as you are comfortable with them. Are you comfortable with them?” Every cell in your body screams yes. Instead you quietly lower your head and speak softly like you’ve been taught.

“Yes, Mother.” You say, “They are very nice. I know they will be good and I will be able to give them the family they want.” Mother Superior smiles and nods, she looks over to Sister Jessica.

“Did she pass?” She asks and the Sister nods and smiles over at you.

“She did, remained pure even in the face of two Alphas. You should be proud.” Sister Jessica beams and your stomach churns. Mother Superior pulls you closer for a hug and kisses your head.

“Good job, my dear blossom.” She pulls back and looks down at you. “If all goes well you will be married and mated within the month. Maybe even after your next heat!” She squeezes your shoulder and then leaves the room. Sister Jessica looks at you and smiles.

“You’ve done well! Now it is time for a shower, head to the bathroom.” You nod and go to leave your room. “Oh no, you have one in here! This tiny door leads to your own bathroom.” You look to where she’s pointing and you can’t believe it. You’ve never had your own bathroom, always had to share with the other Omegas. “You’ve got a sink, toilet, shower/bath all to yourself!” You look around and smile, “I’ll leave you to get cleaned up, lights out by 11.” She backs out and shuts both doors, leaving you alone for the first time today. You sit on the edge of the tub and let the events of the day finally catch up to you. Two Alphas are wanting to mate with you, two extremely attractive alphas, two well built, attractive alphas who smell like a summer rainstorm and the seaside air, a hint of Earthy musk with fresh linens. Just the thought of their scents makes your pulse race and that ache between your legs returns. You notice your scent start to change, it happened back in the diner too, for the first time in your life your scent is changing to something you’ve never smelled before. Even with all your heats in the past you’ve never smelled like this, smelled this good, ached in this way. This is all so confusing!

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Bucky sits as Mother Superior walks in. “Well sorry to keep you Alphas waiting, I had to check and make sure our blossom passed her post date check.” She sits behind her desk. “She passed with flying colors.” She smiles brightly. Bucky has to clench his jaw as to not chew her out. He looks at Steve and he knows that look. Steve’s ‘let me handle this and I’ll get what we want.’ Bucky releases his breath and looks back to Mother Superior as Steve starts to talk for them both.

“Well good, I’m glad!” He gives his best fake Captain America smile. “Now we had our legal team draw up some official papers and we have our check ready to write.” Steve takes the papers out of his jacket pocket and tosses them on her desk. “We know we may not be able to walk out of here with our Omega on our arm tonight, but our hope is that maybe we can be legally bonded to her by tomorrow end of day. Just so no other Alpha comes in and tires to steal her up. We know what she’s worth and we are willing to do whatever it takes.” Mother Superior takes the papers and looks them over, they are legitimate and will be legally binding when they are signed and filed.

“Let’s talk price.” Mother Superior says and smiles as she looks down and signs on the dotted line. As Steve and the Mother talk the price of essentially your freedom, Bucky takes the papers and signs his name. Steve already signed his, and now you are free. All Bucky wants to do is storm up the stairs, throw you over his shoulder, and haul you out to their car to take you home. But instead he sits here and lets Steve negotiate how many dates before the official wedding can take place. He zones in and out thinking about you, you were so emotional on the date that he could never get a good reading on your base scent. But the scent he didn’t miss was when you were hearing all about their lives and it caused you to get excited and aroused. He smirks as he remembers the smell, like cookies fresh from the oven, brown sugar and chocolate. His mouth waters as he thinks about it more, in fact he can smell it even now. He sits up for a moment and looks behind him at the open door and the staircase beside it. You are upstairs in your room all alone in need of your Alphas. He smirks.

“I am so sorry to interrupt, is there a bathroom I can use?” He asks The Mother and she smiles and nods to the door.

“Upstairs and to the left. All the Omegas should be in bed so it should be okay.” She smiles as Bucky excuses himself. He slips up the stairs following your scent.

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You groan and let your head fall into your hands. “How am I supposed to live in this constant ache?!” You groan and plead to anyone listening, “Please tell me it’s not like this, that the things I’ve been taught aren’t true.” You let a tear slip down your face. These alphas are so nice and just promise so much fulfillment and pleasure, they can’t be wrong, can they?? It feels so right and natural. You wipe the tear away as You hear a soft knock on the door and the sound of heavy boots on the other side. You gasp as it creaks open and you come face to face with Bucky. “Oh,” you wipe your tears that continued to fall and go to stand but Bucky puts his arms out and keeps you where you are sitting. He puts his finger up to his lips and shushes you with a wink. He walks into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. He keeps your gaze as he leans over and flips the faucet on, the sound of water fills the room and finally he speaks.

“Oh Doll,” he coos as he kneels down in front of you, placing his hands on your knees and rubbing them to calm you. “What’s wrong? You should never have tears while you smell this good.” ‘At least not sad tears’ he thinks. He reaches up and wipes away a tear, you gasp as his hand touches your face. You’ve been told that Alphas only care about an Omega’s scent when they want to breed. Your mind starts to race a little at that thought. “Your scent was so good I had to come up here and get a better smell. And I find you crying?” He rubs your knees again to calm you some more and it actually works surprisingly well. You whimper.

“Y-you could smell me?” You glance past his shoulder to the closed door, making sure it’s shut. “From downstairs?” Bucky just nods, his eyes are soft but there is a hint of fire behind them. Maybe he is wanting to breed you now, you can’t though, it would be improper! You try to stop this before it goes too far. “I’m sorry- I should be more in control of myself.” You stand up but Bucky stays kneeling, his hands staying on your knees but moving to cup them from behind. He’s not holding you in place or stopping you from leaving if you wanted to, he’s just there, and you can’t seem to move. The look in his eyes as he gazes up at you, it’s primal and it makes your scent spike and your core ache to see him like this. This strong Alpha who helps save the world, on his knees for you. Your voice comes out soft and weak, you wished you had more strength but this man makes you so weak. “Bucky? We shouldn’t- it’s wrong.” He shakes his head. There is no smirk, no teasing or devilish smile, he is completely sincere and in this moment you will believe anything he tells you.

“No Doll, it’s not wrong.” He leans forward a little and you let him, his jaw rests against your lower stomach, just above where you ache for him. The warmth of his body being so close to you is driving you wild. You stare down at him and you can’t fight it as your hands travel to his face, taking it in both hands. “This is normal,” he turns and kisses one palm. “This is natural,” he turns and kisses the other palm. “This is what every Alpha wants,” he levels his head and kisses your mound, your dress puts enough fabric between his lips and your skin which is good because you forgot till this moment that Sister Jessica took your underwear. You let out a whimper and your head falls back. “This is what every Alpha dreams about and I’m sorry you’ve been taught otherwise.” He kisses that spot again and then pulls back to look up at you. You gasp and your hands fly to his hair and grip it tight, your breath coming out in pants. The bathroom door creeks open and you jump back almost falling into the tub but Bucky reaches around you, grabbing you by your ass and pulling you down into his arms. You gasp as you feel his hands on your body.

“Bucky?!” You both whip around gasping for air to see who has interrupted this moment.

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“Listen, you have to go through at least one date while she is going through heat. It’s our protocol. We need to see how you will treat her during her heats before we can release her to you.” Mother Superior explains and Steve groans as he sits forward.

“Well when is her next heat due?!” Steve exclaims. Mother superior looks unpleased by that, “I’m sorry, forgive my outburst. We’ve just waited so long.”

“And you will need to wait,” she flips through her calendar and then her eyes widen, “Oh! Well I guess you won’t have to wait too long, she is due next week! We must have gotten our dates messed up.” She smiles up at him “she will go through her last heat here next week and then she will be free to go with you and Mr. Barnes.” She looks past Steve and to the stairs, “Speaking of, should we check on Mr. Barnes? He has been gone for a while.” Steve looks back over his shoulder and catches a whiff of something wafting down the stairs. Smells like Cookies fresh out of the oven, he gently smiles remembering your scent from the diner and then he smells an earthy scent, Christmas trees to be exact.

“Fuck, Bucky?!” he whispers under his breath. He then lightly laughs and looks back to The Mother, “We had ice cream and he had a little too much and well that doesn’t sit well with him sometimes. I’ll go check if that’s okay? If one of the Sisters goes to check he may get his Alpha pride hurt, you know being seen sick like that.”

The Mother laughs and nods.

“Go right ahead, I will draw up the last of our paperwork.” Steve thanks her and excuses himself taking the stairs two at a time. He follows your combined scents and quietly enters the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He takes a deep breath before he opens the bathroom door, unsure of what he will find and unsure if he will be able to hold himself back from joining whatever he may see.

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You gasp as you meet Steve’s gaze over Bucky’s shoulder. His eyes are a little crazed at your scents filling the space, primal. “Bucky?!” He snaps in a hushed scream. “What the hell are you doing?!” Tears well up in your eyes and you push out of Bucky’s arms.

“I told you this was wrong!” You wipe your tears and fix your dress. “You spoke so kindly and told me what I wanted to hear, but it was wrong, wasn’t it?!” You cry. Thankfully Steve has shut the heavy wooden door so no one heard your crying and hushed screams.

“No Doll, that wasn’t wrong-“ he is distracted by Steve, “Gah- Steve!! Fix your damn scent! You’ve burned through the blockers and you are scenting pissed and you’re scaring her!” He looks at you as Steve takes a deep breath. “Doll, look at me and breath.” You whimper as you do as he asked, meeting his gaze and breathing with him. “What we did wasn’t wrong and it wasn’t even crossing any lines. I promise you.”

“The sisters will be so mad.” You start and he stops you.

“They will never know,” Steve says as he moves in behind Bucky. “I’m not sure what happened but I can guarantee if Bucky says it wasn’t wrong then it wasn’t.” You shake your head as tears fall. “Honey take my hand, take Bucky’s.” You look up and take both their hands as a shakey breath falls from your lips. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Bucky was trying to help calm you down, that’s all. You did nothing wrong, no matter what the Sisters tell you.” He kisses your hand and so does Bucky. “Since we are here, we have some news that we wanted to share with you,” he looks at Bucky and nods, “We have been approved as mates, signed the papers and all.” Your breath catches and you look between both of them.

“Wha- really?! So soon?!” You blush and try to hide your smile. Both men lightly laugh and nods.

“Yes, Doll. Really!” Bucky says as he kisses your hand again. “That is if you’ll have us?” He questions, for once he looks so small and unsure. You blush and smile as you nod your head. “Words Doll, we need you to use your words.” You blush even more.

“Yes, of course!” You giggle and they both smile brightly at you, their scents turn happy. It makes you want to curl up in their combined embrace. “When? How soon?” You ask.

“As soon as after your next heat.” Steve answers as he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb. Your scent turns sour and both men furrow their brows. “Hey, why the bad scent?” Steve teases and twirls your hair with his finger. You blush and then look at your feet.

“I- umm I just hoped I wouldn’t have to go through another one alone.” You admit. Bucky lets out a low sound that almost sounds like a whimper.

“Oh Doll,” he squeezes your hand, “I promise after this one you will never be alone again. If we could get you before the heat we would!” He kisses your hand and you sigh residing yourself to another miserable heat.

“But we will be with you every day leading up to it.” Steve assured you, he even leans in and kisses your head as does Bucky.

“You won’t have to spend another day alone and hearing the awful lies the Sisters are teaching you.” Bucky whispers and it makes you giggle.

“If you say so!” You say sarcastically and your boldness even shocks you. Steve laughs and Bucky kisses your head again.

“Okay we have to go, I told the Mother that I was coming to make sure you were okay after eating too much ice cream.” Steve laughs and Bucky rolls his eyes.

“Seriously?! They think I’m up here shitting my brains out?! That’s the only thing you could think of?!” Bucky is laughing as he yells. You can’t help but laugh as well. Bucky looks to you and he laughs as he teases you. “Oh you think that’s funny, huh?!” He tickles your side and you can’t help but laugh even more.

“Oh!” You laugh and move to get out of his grasp but fall into Steve’s. He laughs and hugs you from behind and kisses your cheek. Bucky moves forward and kisses your other cheek.

“Truce?” He asks and you giggle as you nod.

“Truce.” You say. They both let you go and move to the door, they have both been so nice and now they are going to be your Alphas it feels so normal and natural to be with them. You just met them a few hours ago and you feel so comfortable, enough to be alone with them, you can’t explain it. You want to do something bold but not too bold, you grab their arms and pull them back around and to you. You pull them close and against your body as you gaze up at them.

“Doll?”

“Honey?”

You kiss their cheeks and blush as you pull away. You dart to the shower and close the curtain behind even though you are still fully dressed. You catch your breath and hope your boldness didn’t scare them off. And it definitely didn’t, you notice a spike in their scents, Christmas trees and Cinnamon, you blush as it makes you feel even needier. Steve has to physically pull Bucky out of the bathroom and shut the door before Bucky takes you in the shower. He holds him in his arms and presses on his gland. “Shhhh I know, mmhmm fuck, I know.”

“God, I want her, Stevie.” He moans against Steve’s neck and Steve hums in agreement.

“I know, I do too.” He kisses his neck again. “But you’ve got to pull it together so we can get downstairs, or else the sisters are gonna think what you have is contagious.” Steve teases and Bucky laughs and groans.

“It is, it’s called Horniness and I’ll be passing it along tonight at home.” Bucky says as he bites Steve’s neck before moving away. Steve laughs and watches Bucky walk away.

“Mmhmm you better.” He purrs as he follows him out of your bedroom, closing the door behind him. Bucky goes and flushes the hall bathroom toilet and then closes the door loudly. They both walk downstairs to meet the Sisters and Mother.

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“Sorry about that, but I think we are all better!” Steve explains and the Sisters are none the wiser. They leave the Mother superior and the Alphas to talk some more.

“I know you went to see her,” she says and Steve looks to Bucky and then back at her. He smiles and stands firm.

“You’re right, we went to our intended Omega.” He walks past her and grabs up the papers from the desk, all signed and official. He leaves the check with the agreed upon amount and walks back out to Bucky and the Mother. “All the papers are here and our lawyer will be filing them tomorrow.” He towers above her, “and since she is our Omega now, there will be no more ‘after date inspections’. No more of your health classes and you will not be ‘preparing her’ in any way for this mating.” He looks at Bucky and then back at The Mother, “are we understood?” He clenches his jaw and stares down at her, she crosses her arms and stares back.

“Fine, you know I was going to offer her to you this weekend and allow you to get her before her heat. But with this sudden rudeness and list of demands that go against our teachings, you will not get her before her heat. The day after her last day, she will be packed and ready.” Steve looks at Bucky who looks about ready to storm back upstairs to steal you away. “And also, If you ruin her before her wedding day, this will all be voided. And that’s even there in the contracts we just signed.” Steve takes a quick inhale and flexes his fist. Bucky speaks up for him.

“Fine! But you have to let us help her through the heat. Not how we would after the marriage of course.” His eyes flick to Steve’s, he can see the slight confusion in Steve’s eyes and Bucky just nods and gives Steve a ‘trust me’ look. “But let us be here and guide her. As our future Omega we have that right. You know how awful heats can be for Omegas without an Alpha and because of your pride you are putting her through that pain one last time, so we are here and in the room to help it not be so horrible for her.” The Mother rolls her eyes and agrees. Steve lets a little heated smirk break over his lips as he meets Bucky’s gaze. He then looks back to The Mother.

“We will be back tomorrow for another date. Expect us at 9am and she will be gone all day.” Steve growls and heads to the door, “and no chaperones!” He bellows as he storms out. The Mother laughs and leaves Bucky alone in the foyer.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll see myself out!” He yells and leaves slamming the door behind him. They had a perfect moment with you and then Mother superior had to go and ruin it.

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You lay in your bed, freshly showered and unable to sleep. Thinking about the look in Steve’s eyes when he saw you and Bucky together, it was heated, you wished you had another way to describe it. Maybe Bucky and Steve can teach you new words to describe your feelings as well. The feel of Bucky’s arms around you and his scent, he smelled like Christmas, it made you want to melt. That was different than the summer rainstorm from earlier, it was a special scent, like the new scent you had. A scent that made you feel needy, makes you feel like you want to curl up in his lap a rub your whole body over his. A scent that makes you want to relieve the ache between your legs by rubbing on his-

“Knock knock!” The door opens and Mother Superior walks in. You worry for a moment, wondering if she could read your thoughts, your un-pure thoughts about your new Alphas. “Oh good you’re up! I just wanted to let you know that you have a date tomorrow.” So no to the mind reading, good! Mother superior continues and you have to force yourself to focus on her words because your excitement of seeing Steve and Bucky again is about to make you squeal. “Be ready at 9am and you will be going alone, so don’t go whoring around or you will ruin this match. Sleep tight” she backs out of the room and leaves you with this news. You know she’s still outside the door so you very silently smile and kick your feet in joy. You sit up and stare at the door.

“I’ll be a whore if I want, now, I don’t even know what that means but I’m sure Bucky and Steve would say it isn’t wrong.” You stuck out your tongue to the fire and then lay back down as happy as ever.

Steve and Bucky were quiet the whole way home. There were so many emotions that they both had about tonight but Steve didn’t want to get into it in the car because then they’d have to stop when they got to the compound and he knows that he will get too worked up to safely talk in the car while driving. Once they are in their suite for the night that’s when it all breaks loose.

“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!” Steve screams as he shoves Bucky up against the wall of their living room. He is fuming, Bucky shoves him back and stands toe to toe with him.

“I WAS THINKING THAT OUR OMEGA WAS ALL ALONE AND NEEDY!!!” Bucky screams back “SO I WENT TO COMFORT HER!!” He shoves Steve back and Steve growls in return.

“YOU COULD HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING!! IF THEY HAD CAUGHT YOU-” Bucky cuts him off

“I DIDN’T HEAR YOU COMPLAINING WHEN YOU GOT A LOOK AT ME AND HER TOGETHER!!” Steve scoffs.

“THOSE WERE MY INSTINCTS TAKING OVER!!! NEITHER ONE OF US WERE CLEARHEADED!! I HAD TO COME FIND YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU WEREN’T MOUNTING HER IN THE FUCKING BATHROOM!!”

“I’M NOT AN IDIOT STEVE,” Bucky screams back.

“COULD HAVE FOOLED ME!!” Steve answers in return, Bucky decides to let that one slide.

“I WAITED TILL THE PAPERS WERE SIGNED!!” Steve scoffs and shakes his head “I KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING, I DON’T DIVE HEAD FIRST INTO THINGS WITHOUT THINKING, THAT’S YOU!!” That was the wrong thing to say. Bucky is on his back and being pinned to the ground before he can even blink. Steve gets real close a speaks through clenched teeth.

“You wanna repeat that, Sarge?” Bucky takes a deep breath and what he smells tells him everything he needs to know, Steve is scared and aroused. Scared because there had been the risk of losing you if Mother Superior had wanted to push that they had been ‘inappropriate’ with you when they went to find you, with one word she could have taken away their perfect sweetheart. And aroused because your scent is intoxicating and Bucky himself has been fighting an erection since the moment in the bathroom with you. A simple cheek kiss and Bucky was ready to breed and claim you, that’s the power you have over them right now. That and the fact they are manhandling each other right now, that always gets them both going. The fear and arousal are mixing and it’s creating this heightened sense of emotion in Steve, pretty similar to his pre-rut phase but Bucky knows it’s too early for that. He knows what he needs to do to calm Steve down, he just knows that means he is in for a long night and he’s not gonna get to bottom like he wanted. He sighs, ‘alas, the joys of being an Alpha.’ He thinks and then he turns on his charm and he smirks up at Steve.

“Nah, I think you heard me loud and clear, Cap.” He smiles his pretty smile and Steve growls and leans down to bite, kiss, and suck at his neck. Bucky reaches up and rubs along Steve’s neck, pressing along the gland and mouthing at it. Steve lets out an erotic moan as he grinds down against Bucky, their clothed erections staining in their pants. Bucky whispers sweet nothings to try and work Steve down from this heightened emotional state, “mmhmm that’s it’s Stevie, grind away. Work it out, it’s all gonna be okay,” Steve bites along the mating bite and then rips Bucky’s shirt open when it doesn’t stretch enough to give Steve access to Bucky’s chest. Bucky growls “Fuck Stevie! That was my favorite shirt!” Steve kisses along Bucky’s chest and then fully straddles Bucky’s waist. He huffs a breath as he sits up a little and smirks down at him.

“Shut the fuck up.” He leans down and kisses Bucky again, a little more clearheaded thanks to Bucky’s words. “Mmhmm use your super soldier strength and take me to the fucking bedroom,” he bites Bucky’s bottom lip and then grabs his jaw in his hand. “Now”.

Bucky can’t help but smirks as he carries his moaning, whimpering, 250 pounds of pure muscled husband to their bedroom. Dropping him on the bed and looking down at him as he becomes needier and needier behind closed doors, the emotions of the night getting him into that headspace pretty quickly. They switch pretty regularly on who is more dominant and who is more submissive and it will be interesting to see how that changes with you in the mix, but right now Bucky sees that his big, strong Alpha who has been carrying the burden of this match all day long is ready to be taken apart and doted on like the needy slut he really is. Bucky boxes him in with his body and smirks at his blushed face. “You gonna keep up that attitude or are you gonna be nice for me?” Steve blushes even more, “cause I’m usually the hothead, emotional, needy one in these situations but seeing you like this?” He whistles as he returns the favor and rips Steve’s shirt in half before he leans down and whispers in Steve’s ear, “It makes me hot. Makes me wanna demand that you top from the bottom in your needy state.” He kisses over Steve’s gland and Steve moans in return. He lightly laughs, the air hitting over the spot and cause Steve to shiver, Bucky gets an idea. And Steve is gonna hate it before he loves it. “Strip, now.” Bucky moves back and heads to the bathroom to get the supplies while Steve obeys. He doesn’t even have to check and make sure, he knows Steve’s already half naked for him. Bucky strips before coming back to the bed with Lube and condoms in hand. He pushes Steve to lay back down and stands between his legs and where they drape off the bed. Steve’s aching dick lays hard against his stomach, Bucky can’t help but smirk at the sight. He leans down and places a kiss on the tip and while Steve is distracted by that He rolls the condom on his leaking dick.

“Wha- nnnnoo no, Buck please-” Steve whines, man does he love to hear Steve whine. He kisses up Steve’s thighs and stomach, teasing his nipples and then finding his neck. He kisses up and down it before finally shushing his lover.

“Sshhhh I know, Stevie. But I am exhausted and I’m not changing these sheets tonight. So you’re gonna cum in the condom. I even have one for myself when it’s my turn.” He soothes Steve with a few kisses on his lips and then moves to his neck again, he latches his mouth over the gland and begins to kiss, suck, and lick all over. Their scents soak the air as they are both on edge. Bucky’s tongue dancing over his gland is getting him closer and closer to the edge, it’s incredible and so sensitive. His knot starts to grow almost too fast and he doesn’t have time to prepare for the onslaught of pleasure about to come.

“Oh! Mmhmm ffffuck buck- Bucky!! Oh baby I’m gonna-“ Steve rasps out, trying to find his breath, Bucky growls.

“Cum, now!” Bucky reaches down and wraps his metal hand around Steve’s knot and milks him dry as he releasing his load into the condom. Steve is moaning loudly and clawing at Bucky’s back.

“Yesyesyes!!! Mmhmm ffffffffuuuccc- oh BUCKY!!” He works Steve through his high and smirks while he does it. Knowing he can get his lover and mate off just by working his gland, well that makes his alpha pride soar. By the time Steve is done he is limp and ready to be used, Bucky doesn’t even tell him, he just rolls over on his stomach and lays happily with his head propped on a pillow. Bucky kisses down his back and whispers dirty nothings while he does.

“mmhmm fuuccck! You’re so sexy when you let go like that, makes me wanna put you on your knees and make you take me apart with that mouth of yours. But this ass just looks too good right now.” Bucky spanks him hard and he jumps and moans at the sting on his cheeks. He even pushes his ass back against Bucky. “Gonna use this ass real good, baby.” Steve whimpers and Bucky chuckles under his breath. “Don’t get too excited, Stevie. Not like that. I’m too tired to put in the work to get this tight ass loose enough for my cock.” Steve groans as he feels lube drip between his ass cheeks.

“Oh Buck, don’t use the condom, please?! I’ll change the sheets if it gets on them, just don’t use that fucking rubber!” Steve begs and Bucky laughs and agrees.

“Okay Stevie, you were so good today and kept me in line.” He leans down and lets his dick press between Steve’s ass cheeks as he nibbles along the shell of Steve’s ear. “You were the perfect Alpha today.” Steve moans, “My Alpha,” Steve whimpers, “Our Sweethearts, Alpha,” Bucky smirks and chuckles darkly as he hears the low growl Steve lets out. He thrusts his dick between Steve’s ass cheeks and the growl turns into a needy whine pretty quickly.

“Mmhmm my good Alpha, helping his Alpha get his release.” Bucky spanks Steve’s ass “Go ahead baby boy, get me off and you can have all the cum you want.” Bucky lays back down against Steve’s back and Steve fucks back against Bucky, letting his dick slide between his ass cheeks, letting Bucky use him. Soon Bucky’s breathing is labored and he starts moaning into Steve’s neck. Steve lifts his head up and turns to the side so he can reach Bucky’s gland, he starts sucking and kissing it and before Bucky can warn him he is popping his knot and releasing all over Steve’s ass and back. Steve reaches back and milks his knot to help him through his orgasm, once he’s done he lays fully on top of Steve, completely exhausted. When they’ve both caught their breaths Steve is the one pulling Bucky up and dragging him to the shower.

“Come on, you stink,” Steve says as he filthily kisses Bucky. A laugh against his lips makes him smile.

“Yeah so do you. But hey we saved the sheets for once!” Bucky says and Steve laughs.

“Yeah but I’m still gonna change them cause they are all gross and sweaty now, go shower, I’ll be there in a minute.” With another kiss, he is gone to clean up the bed.

Bucky is washing his hair as Steve finally joins him, “hey,” he playfully whines. “That’s my job,” he kisses Bucky and then pulls back and motions for him to turn around. Bucky goes willingly. “Thank you for helping me,” Steve says as he washes out Bucky’s shampoo. “I’m sorry I yelled at you- you didn’t deserve that.” He kisses Bucky’s neck, “I was just letting my fear- and my horniness get the better of me.” He teases Bucky “guess you were right and your horniness was contagious.” Bucky laughs and hums in agreement as he kisses Steve’s lips. Steve rest his forehead against Bucky’s, “I know you wouldn’t have gone to her if you had thought we would lose her.” He rubs his shoulders, focusing on his left shoulder. “I trust you Buck.” Bucky turns around to face Steve and pulls him into his arms. “Now, will you tell me what happened?” Bucky laughs and kisses Steve.

“Sure thing, Stevie.” Steve smiles back at Bucky. “She was sitting down and freaking out so I knelt in front of her and rubbed her knees, trying to get her to calm down. She freaked for a moment and stood up but I didn’t follow her, I stayed just like this.” Bucky drops to his knees and shows Steve exactly what he did and how he rested his chin on you. “She put her hands around my face and I kisses her palms and then I kissed her here,” Bucky kisses right at the base of Steve’s cock and then smirks up at him. “But she didn’t have a monster like this in the way” Bucky teases as he kisses along the shaft of the soft member.

“Well good,” Steve teases, “cause I’m really only fond of your ‘monster’ it would be a bummer if she had one too.” Bucky laughs and stands up.

“Nah, cause it would just be a cute little omega clit, not a monster cock. It would be good for nothing except our fun, you know that.” Bucky teases, wrapping his arms around Steve and rubbing his back.

“True, very true.” Steve lightly laughs and kisses him. “So you were calming her down and then she fell into your arms?”

“Well she was about to fall back into the tub and she was gonna hit her head. So it was that or sit in my lap.” Bucky says nonchalantly, Steve laughs.

“What a good Alpha you are.” Bucky growls at Steve’s compliment and then kisses his neck before pulling away and finishing his shower. “Hey what was that you pulled about her next heat?” Steve asks over his shoulder. “You know it’s going to be murder on us to be in that room with her and not be able to touch her” Bucky smirks and looks back at Steve.

“True, but we can still touch each other.” He winks and Steve groans, already preparing for how amazing and also horrible this gonna be. “Plus she’s never gonna have another horrible heat if we have anything to say about it. If our scent being there could help her get through it, then so be it. I’ll wear a fucking cock cage just to show I’m not gonna ‘ruin her’ but I’ll be damned if they don’t let me lay there with my Omega in a nest of her own making while I help her find pleasure for the first time in her life.” Steve listens intently.

“I don’t know Buck, I still think that could get too risky even for us.” Steve gives his husband a sorrowful look. “I’d hate to do anything or act in any way that would make our contract void and lose her.” Bucky sighs and pulls Steve into his arms again.

“Stop, you’re starting to worry when you don’t need to. We both have more will power than we know what to do with. I trust you and I know you trust me. We will be okay, I promise.” Bucky kisses him and then smirks against Steve’s lips. “And if I have to I will keep you in line and you me,” Steve blushes and buries his face in Bucky’s neck for a moment before quickly washing off.

Soon they are both cuddled in bed. Steve breaks the silence first. “You know when we get to bring her home it’s not just as simple as pulling her into our bed and calling it a day.” Bucky sighs and looks over at Steve.

“Yeah, I know.” He looks back at the ceiling. “The real work starts after the wedding, especially if we don’t want to scare her- which I really really don’t.” Bucky sighs happily and Steve can hear the smile one his face as he speaks, “We will have so much to teach our innocent sweetheart.” Steve hums in agreement and Bucky continues. “We should clean out the guest room and get her some stuff in there. Lots of clothes and soft blankets, pillows- I’ll go to the nesting store and get everything she will need. Oh and toys, lots of toys-“

“Bucky!” Steve exclaims and laughs. “Today was the first time she had ever smelt an Alpha and now you wanna get her Alpha dildos?!” He laughs and shakes his head, he rolls over and pulls Bucky back against him to be his little spoon. “Yes to nesting stuff and clothes. Getting the room ready for her is a good idea, but no toys.” Bucky grunts and Steve kisses his neck. “At least not yet. We will get there.” He kisses him again and then lays his head down.

“Do you think she’s gonna be put off by having a separate room to begin with?” Bucky asks and Steve shakes his head.

“No and remember that’s not permanent. As soon as we have bonded with her she will be right here in this bed.” Bucky hums in agreement. “I do think she will appreciate her own room when she first gets here since it will all be overwhelming. But if for some reason we are wrong then we will turn it into a nesting room till we can get the real one finished.” Bucky agrees and pulls Steve against him harder.

“Sounds like a plan,” Bucky closes his eyes, “so what are we doing tomorrow?” Steve chuckles and teases Bucky by nibbling on his ear.

“You’ll have to wait and see.” Bucky groans and Steve laughs. “So dramatic.” He teases as he kisses Bucky’s neck.

You can hardly sleep you are so excited, your alarm goes off at 8 and you get right up and start curling your hair and putting on your makeup. It’s simple and natural, not too much but just enough to enhance, just like you were taught. That might be one thing you keep with you once you leave, you like the natural look. You stuck a white bow in your hair and throw on t-shirt dress, a pastel pink one. It has a high collar and little sleeves, as to hide your shoulders. You opt for white vans and tie them into place as the doorbell rings. You shoot up and are swinging your door open to peek down the stairs to catch a glimpse of your Alphas. You smell them before you hear them and hear them before you see them. The rumble of their voices give you goosebumps, you find yourself wondering if their voices are even gruffer when they first wake up. You hope they are. You get a glimpse of Steve, he is in slacks that hug his ass and a nice button down shirt, it’s blue and it compliments his eyes and hair so nicely, gosh is is so handsome. Bucky is in jeans and a black t-shirt with his black leather jacket over it. His hair is down today and it it looks good, hanging just below his chin. You wanna run your fingers through it, he is just as Handsome as Steve. You definitely hit the jackpot. Sister Jessica is starting up the stairs to get you when Steve reaches out and stops her. “If it’s alright, we can go get her.” She scoffs and blows past him to get you. “Guess it’s not.” He grumbles and looks at Bucky who just shakes his head. You slip back into your room before she can see you and sit on your bed patiently waiting. When she finally opens the door you spring up and walk out past her ready to meet your Alphas.

“Eager are we?” She calls after you with a disapproving look. You lower your head at her chastisement and mutter an apology. She walks beside you and grips your arm tightly. “You must be escorted.” And she almost drags you down the stairs. If you knew it wouldn’t ruin your chances with Steve and Bucky you would have shoved Sister Jessica off and walked yourself to them. “Here we are.” She hands you off to a smiling Bucky and a glaring Steve, you eye where he is looking and it’s on where sister Jessica is gripping your arms so tightly that your skin is losing color. He growls low and slow and she releases your arm rather roughly. “You don’t want to be late for whatever plans you have.” The sister says, trying to smile and play nice. Bucky pulls you closer, his touch is soft and gentle, absolutely perfect. “And Blossom,” you look back at her, hating the name even more every time you are called by it. “Behave,”

“Okay,” Steve chimes in, his jaw clenched. “On that note we are leaving.” His hand slides along the small of your back. Sister Jessica eyes the touch and narrows her gaze. Bucky just smiles and waves.

“Have a good day!” He says cheerfully as he follows You and Steve out of the front door. Sister Jessica makes a B-line to Mother Superior.

“Are we really letting them just take her?! Unaccompanied!!” She yells and The Mother laughs.

“Yes, because they paid us and filed the correct papers with the courts. They must have put a rush on it because I already have the notification from the court that they are now her registered partners.” She sighs and stands up, crossing the room to the Sister. “So technically we couldn’t stop them even if we wanted to.” She looks out the window and sees you walking down the sidewalk to their car, hand in hand with both men. “Only way is if they are inappropriate with her and I doubt they will be.” She sits back at her desk again and shuffles paper. “So get the next Omega ready, we will start their courting once Blossom is moved out.” Sister Jessica huffs and turns to leave the room, obviously mad.

Bucky leads you out the door and Steve quickly catches up, taking your hand in his and smiling down at you. You feel your cheeks heat up and you look down at your feet, not wanting to trip while walking down the front stairs. “So where are we going?” You ask shyly. Bucky chuckles and Steve smiles down at you. You look up at Bucky and he shrugs.

“Sorry Doll, even I am in the dark here.” You don’t even realize it but your lips turn down in a pout and your brows furrow. It’s about the cutest thing he’s ever seen and if it wouldn’t freak you out and make you spiral a little, he’d kiss those pouty lips till you smiled. He just looks at Steve who is gazing down at you adoringly.

“We,” Steve starts as he opens the front passenger door, guiding you to sit. “Are going to go shopping today.” He squats down next to your door and buckles your seatbelt for you. He looks back at Bucky and then you. “You deserve lots of clothes, shoes, nesting blankets and supplies, curling irons, makeup if you want. And a phone.” Your smile gets bigger and bigger as he keeps rambling off items. “We just wanted to dote on and spoil our Sweetheart.” He gentle smiles and brushes your hair off your shoulder. “Is that okay?” He asks and you giggle as you answer.

“Yes!” You almost squeal, Bucky and Steve smile and then look at each other. “But, ummm” you shift in your seat and then look down at your legs. “I- I can’t bring anything back here. The sisters are very strict and will probably take it all.” You explain. Steve hums in agreement and then glances up at Bucky before answering.

“Yeah Sweetheart, we know. That’s why after all this shopping,” he takes a deep breath, “We are gonna take you back to our place”

“We are?!” Bucky exclaims and Steve looks up at him and lightly laughs.

“Yeah, to drop off all her stuff.” Steve says and pats Bucky’s thigh. He knows why Bucky is a little surprised about that but he shouldn’t worry.

“I’m gonna get to see where you live?” You ask, your voice soft and small, unsure. Bucky gently smiles.

“Where you will live in about a week.” Bucky smirks slightly and you blush and nod. Steve shoots him a look and then looks back.

“You’ll be able to see the outside but you won’t be able to walk into our room or suite.” Steve says

“Well why not?!” You ask and sit up a little, the seatbelt keeping you in the car. “I- I wanna see where I’m gonna live!” You exclaim, Bucky raises his eyebrows in impressed surprise at your sudden expression of your own wants. He’s kinda proud, maybe there won’t be as much work ‘deprograming’ you as he thought. Steve smiles and bites his lip to keep from laughing. He rubs your knee and try’s to calm you down.

“And you will, but we are talking about our house, Honey. You think being enclosed in a car with our scent is hard, baby you’ve never been in an Alpha Den. It would be too overwhelming for you.” Steve politely explains but you still don’t understand.

“But I’ve been overwhelmed before and you two have helped me- what’s so special about this?!” You exclaim. Steve finds your innocence so charming and Bucky is scenting aroused, again. Bucky speaks this time.

“Doll, this would be way more. You remember the bathroom yesterday? How our scent was so strong and you started scenting to match ours.” You meekly nod, Bucky lets the nonverbal response slide for the moment. “Well if you walked into our Den I’m sure you’d be sent into heat. It would wreak havoc on your system and we wouldn’t be able to help you. We’d have to bring you back here and you’d be forced to go it alone.” You pout and sit back for a moment, but then you get an idea.

“Wait?! But if I go into heat now then we wouldn’t have to wait!” You smile and Bucky just laughs. Steve pats your leg and then stands up.

“Not how it works, Honey.” Steve says and then closes the door. Bucky climbs in the back and Steve walks around to the drivers side. “You’d go into heat, it would last maybe 3 days, then your body would go through it again.” You’d have to go through two alone.” He looks back at Bucky. “And we’re not gonna let that happen to you.” He sighs and pulls from his parking stop. “So we will go shopping, and then we will drop it all off at home” you gently smile.

“Home,” you feel a rumbling in your chest and it sinks to your belly. It makes you feel warm and happy, it’s something you’ve never done before. You’re purring. You suddenly feel self conscious so you slowly stop.

“Oh Doll, that sounded so good! You can keep at it if you want.” Bucky coos at you. Steve glances over and moves to take your hand in his.

“I’m glad to know you are happy to be coming home with us one day.” He smiles and rubs the back of your hand. You blush and a little purr escapes your lips as a response to them both. Bucky hums and Steve squeezes your hand. “As I was saying, we will drop off your new stuff at our place and then we will go get some food. Then I’ll tell you what else I have planned for us.” He smiles over at you and you wiggle excitedly in your seat. You turn to face the road and realize you’ve never been in the front seat before, it’s pretty cool. You can see so much of the city, so much you’ve never seen before. You gaze out the window like a wide eyed baby deer. Bucky watches as you watch out the window, your amazement and joy at the simple things. He leans up and taps Steve on the shoulder and nods over to you. Steve looks over and the sweetest smile spreads over his face. “Have you ever been into the city, sweetheart?” He asks.

“Huh?” You say absent minded. You can feel their eyes on you, you turn and see them. Both set of blue eyes with the sweetest gaze, just taking in all you are. “Oh umm,” you blush, “No, I’ve never been in the city, ever.” Bucky smiles and leans forward between the two front seats.

“So how about after we eat,” he reaches up and plays with your hair. “We go see some sights. Huh?” You smile and nod.

“Oh sorry,” you cover your mouth as you lightly laugh. “Yes, I’d like that.” You look between Steve and Bucky and they both nod in agreement.

“Alright, then it’s settled. We will go see the sights after we eat.” Steve says, he kisses your hand and then lets go to push Bucky back into his seat. “Now you, sit back and buckle up.” He scolds and Bucky mumbles under his breath but does as Steve asked. You laugh and turn back to look out the window.

“Okay,” Bucky says as he leads you to the women’s section of the store. “Do you know what you prefer to wear?” He asks you pulling you a little closer. “Dresses? Jumpsuits? Shorts? Pants?” You look around caught off guard by all the choices. You’ve never had choices, never in your whole life. Even down to the underwear you wear, it was chosen for you and placed in your room. Now you are in a whole store of choices, colors, lengths, patterns, so many different options, it’s overwhelming. Bucky can smell you starting to get anxious, your scent turned a little sour, like a bag of sour patch kids. Sweet but a lot. “Hey, look at me” he turns your face to look at him and he sees the slightest bit of tears starting to pool in your eyes. “Oh Doll,” he pulls you into a hug and rubs your back. “Just breathe, I know.” He kisses your head and pulls you back to look up at him. “I know better than anyone- Steve and I know better than anyone.” He takes your face in his hands and wipes your tears away with his thumb. “When I was freed from Hydra I was allowed to make my own choices for the first time in 70 years and it was terrifying. Just choosing what to eat would send me into panic attacks.” More tears slip through and he keeps wiping them away with the sweetest smile. “So I know how hard this is, so let’s start small, okay?” You nod and he gently smiles leaning in closer, he raises his eyebrows and you can’t help but laugh.

“Yes, I can do that. Starting small.” You say and Bucky smiles proudly. He kisses your head again and lets his hands fall down your arms till he reaches your hands.

“Okay, so let’s start with Color!” He offers, “what colors do you like, out of the ones you see right here.” You turn and look at the rainbow in front of you. “Go ahead, look around!” He encourages you. Steve finds you two with the buggy he went searching for.

“How’s it going?” Steve asks, he looks at Bucky and sees the tear stains on Bucky’s shirt. “Oh,” he says a little breathy, “that good, huh?” Bucky sigh and nods. They watch as you look around. You see all the different shades and even fabric choices, you feel drawn to all the pastels and oddly the deep jewel colors. You feel so happy as you look through the color options. Bucky sniffs the air as there is a new distinct scent, he smiles and nudges Steve. “You smell that?” He is beaming. Steve sniffs the air and a big smile spreads across his face and his own happy scent starts to spread and join Bucky’s and yours. “What is that? It smells like coffee creamer, like heavy cream. Right?!” Bucky says in a hushed whisper. Steve hums in agreement.

“Yeah I think that’s what it is,” he sighs, content. “Wow that smells amazing. I wanna make her happy all the time.” Bucky laughs and agrees.

“When she’s aroused she smells like fresh baked cookies and when she’s happy she smells like heavy cream. Oh! I did find that when she’s anxious she smells like sour patch kids.” Steve laughs.

“Noted,” he chuckles. “I smelled Lillies and Sandalwood earlier,” he looks over at you and then back at Bucky. “When we were in the car. Guess that’s her excited scent. I like it, a lot.” Bucky agrees and Steve reaches out and puts his hand on Bucky’s shoulder, he was growling low and didn’t even realize it. Bucky sighs.

“Sorry,” he laughs, “I just can’t help it with her.” Bucky explains and Steve laughs. He pulls him close and kisses his neck before patting his ass and walking over to you.

A few dresses have caught your eye, all of them different styles. Some floor length, some tea and knee length. A few have square necklines and others have high collars like the one you have on now. Some have no sleeves and some have little cap sleeves. You want them all but you don’t want to be greedy. Steve’s hand is placed on the small of your back and moves up a little to comfort you as he talks. You know it’s Steve without even looking because of the sea air smell of his scent, you can’t contain your excitement about being able to tell your alphas apart by their smell. You are beaming as you turn to face him. “Have you found anything?” He asks.

“Yes, there are a few that I like.” You say giddily. “I think I’ll take these two though.” You point to a baby blue one that has a drop waist, a high collar, and no sleeves. The skirt is poofy and the fact that it has good twirl ability is a plus. “And this one!” It’s a dusty rose dress that cuts off at your knees. It has a square neckline with little white lace scallops along the edge and cap sleeves. A full skirt and little buttons down the bodice for decoration. Bucky smiles at the nostalgia of the cut and fit of the dresses. Very similar to the 40’s style and if he’s being honest he likes it. But he’d love for you to branch out a little, if you wanted of course.

“And those are the only two you want?” Bucky asks, giving you a look that says ‘tell me the truth Omega’ without him actually saying it. You blush and fidget with your fingers.

“Well I-“ you look between both of them. “Ummm guess there are a few more?” You say. Steve gives you a look and Bucky places his hand on the clothing rack and leans in over you.

“Omega?” Steve asks questioning and also demanding. You take a breath.

“I like a lot of them, quite a bit actually. And I’d like them all.” You say confidently, but the minute you are done you shrink a little, worried they are going to shoot you down. But instead you smell them both scenting happy, pleased, and proud. And that makes you feel funny between your legs again. You blush as Bucky hums and kisses your temple and Steve kisses your hand. Steve starts pulling from the rack and asking.

“Yes? Or No?” He holds it up and you giggle as you say yes. He tosses it in the buggy. Bucky starts doing the same thing with different blouses and skirts. Even though you aren’t entirely sure about them yet, all you’ve worn are dresses, but you’ll try skirts and pants if they wanted you to. Before you know it you have two buggies full of dresses, skirts, pants, blouses, and shorts. You also have shoes of all kinds and lots of workout clothes, you couldn’t imagine wearing something that tight but Bucky and Steve insist it’s okay. So you know it’s okay.

“This is a lot, are you sure-“ Bucky cuts you off with one look. You blush and take his hand. He smiles and kisses your head as he whispers.

“Good girl,” you feel butterflies in your stomach and you notice your scent changing a little. Steve smirks at Bucky and then down at you. You never thought something like that would cause this reaction but you want him to say it again. Your eyes look up at him pleading, they both seem to get what you are hinting at. Bucky smirks as Steve leans down to whisper, you feel his strong body behind yours, solid and steady.

“You liked it when he called you a good girl?” He asks, you whimper in response and nod, still meeting Bucky’s gaze, which is darkening by the minute. “Well get use to it because you are a very,” he kisses your neck, “Good girl.” A moan escapes your lips and you are mortified. You cover your mouth and Bucky smirks as he lightly laughs. He kisses your forehead and Steve rubs your back. “Sorry Honey, maybe that was a little too much at one time.” He kisses your head and smirks at Bucky from behind you. “We will hold off on neck kisses, how about that?” You blush and cover your face as you answer.

“Yes please,” you say, “I liked it but it was a lot.” You turn around to look at Steve. “I really did like it though.” You smile and Steve reaches to take your hand.

“Thank you for expressing how you feel, Doll. I’m proud of you. We are both so proud.” You see Bucky and you are overwhelmed by the look in his eyes, the love, it makes your heart beat faster. His smell is stronger, like a summer rain storm is a Christmas tree forest. And Steve’s smells like a sea side cinnamon treat. It’s perfect and makes you feel safe, you pull them both close and they hug you tight, wrapping you up in their scent. You feel settled and at home in their arms and you couldn’t ask for anything more.

The rest of the shopping goes off without a hitch, they keep pushing you to make your own choices and you rise to the challenge each time. They become more and more proud of you and you find you are already addicted to their scents, needing to smell how proud they are of you and how much they care for you. They take you to get a phone and input their numbers inside and show you how to use it. You’re a quick study and are a pro on it by the end of the day. The car pulls down a long driveway and you see a lake behind a huge building. There is a giant A along the side, you look at both of them. “This is where you live?” You ask. And they both smile. Bucky opens your door and helps you out.

“Yup! And a few others.” Bucky says, “but the my are all out today, we wouldn’t spring them all on you right now.” He laughs. “Steve’s gonna run all your bags upstairs and then meet us in the garage, okay?” You nod and take Bucky’s hand as he leads you away. You see a large black SUV along side an old Motorcycle and a shiny newer one.

“Is this yours?” You ask as you cross the room to look at the bikes. Bucky smiles and steps up behind you, rubbing your back.

“Yeah the newer one is mine, the Harley is Steve’s.” He explains.

“Wow,” you look at him, “can I ride it?” You ask and you see Bucky’s face flush and he coughs and clears his throat. You don’t understand why Bucky looks so flushed and fidgety all the sudden. And Bucky can’t believe ho innocent yet dirty you are without even trying.

“Umm ha! N-no no. Absolutely not.” You pout and Bucky laughs as he kisses your forehead. “Okay maybe! But not now or before the wedding.” You smile and hug him tight, he laughs knowing he has already been played by you. “Okay okay, get that cute ass in the car.” You laugh and blush.

“My ass? Cute? What does that even mean?!” You giggle as you climb into the front of the SUV. Bucky lightly laughs and rests his head against the doorframe.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” he looks up at you. “Not that I was wrong, it is a cute ass, but I can’t explain that without maybe overwhelming you again.” You nod and bite your lip and look around before looking at him again.

“I mean, you could tell me, we’re alone.” You say shyly. Bucky huffs a laugh and looks off to the side before deciding to lean in. And whisper.

“It means I want to touch it. Spank it, squeeze it in my hands, kiss it, and many other things that can’t say but can’t wait to teach you all about.” He smirks and leans in to place a kiss on your cheek. Your breath catches and before you can even think about it you turn and kiss his cheek back. Bucky smiles and takes a deep breath to calm himself down. He steps back and motions for you to turn around and sit in your seat the right way. You smile and do as he asked. He shuts the door and takes a deep breath. “Okay Bucky, get it together.” He walks around and climbs in the drivers seat.

“You’re driving??” You ask and Bucky laughs.

“Yes, I happen to be a great driver.” He kisses your hand and turns the car on as the back door opens and Steve climbs in. “Alright, lunch and then sight seeing!” You smile and buckle your seatbelt, ready to watch the scenery go by.

Lunch is great and the conversation never stops. They keep encouraging you to speak your mind and make your own choices, which includes if you wanted ice cream after. “I really shouldn’t, the sisters say you shouldn’t indulge too much.”

“Eehhh fuck them!” Bucky exclaims as he hands you the ice cream menu. “Do it, you know you wanna.”

“Just pick a flavor.” Steve says.

“Come on Doll just an ice cream cone! It’ll be delicious!” Bucky smirks and Steve laughs.

“Yeah just a little one!” He smirks as well. You giggle and exclaim.

“Okay, fine!” You laugh and cover your face as they cheer. You get an ice cream cone and enjoy every single lick and bite. Bucky and Steve regret their encouragement of your choice as it becomes harder and harder for both of them to just watch you. “Mmhmm” you moan, “this is so good!!” You lick a long stripe up the side of the ice cream, the vanilla ice cream. Bucky is starting to think you aren’t as innocent as you let on and that you’re doing this on purpose. Steve just covers his mouth and watches your every move till you’re done. “Wow, that’s really was delicious.” You smile brightly and notice their scent and the tension in their faces. “Oh, umm did I do something wrong?!” You wipe your face and look down at the table, Steve reaches over and takes your hand.

“No sweetheart, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He looks at Bucky, “and when you are living with us you will understand why that made us scent this way.” He laughs and kisses your hand before letting it go. “Now that we are all done, let’s go see some sights, huh?!” You wiggle with excitement as you scoot out of the booth. Bucky and Steve laugh and wrap their arms around you and walk you to the car. They take you around the whole city, The Empire State Building, Statue of Liberty, Rockefeller, Time Square, temper even drag you to Brooklyn and show you where they used to live and where they would go for drinks back in the 40’s. It was so special and you took photos on your new phone in every space. You took photos of Steve and Bucky and they took them of you. They even taught you how to take a selfie and you got quite a few with them. You are exhausted by the time you climb back in the car. “Come here Honey, come sit back here with me and you can rest your head on my shoulder as we head back to the convent.” Your scent changes and they both groan in agreement. “I know, I don’t want to take you back there either, but only 6 more days and then you’re with us.” He kisses your forehead and you cuddle close. It feels so right and natural that you don’t even think about how close you are to him, you just wish Bucky was sitting behind you and holding you as well.

As the SUV pulls up to the convent you feel your mood shift. You sit up and scoot away from Steve fixing your dress and hair. Bucky is watching you from the rearview and he smiles. “You look great, Doll. Absolutely Stunning.” You blush and look down at your lap. You hand Steve your phone.

“Oh no, you keep that.” Steve says.

“The sisters won’t allow it.” You explain. Bucky clear his throat and hops out of the car. He opens your door and smiles up at you.

“Let us worry about that, sweet girl. Just take your phone and charger, put it in your purse. It’s fully charged so you shouldn’t have to charge it tonight and we can charge it in the car tomorrow.” He kisses your forehead. “Come on, let’s get you inside and ready for bed.” He winks and helps you out of the SUV. They both walk you up to the door and you open it, calling out.

“Sisters? Mother? I’m back.” You say and you hear one of the other Omegas peak down the stairs. He blushes at the sight of Steve and Bucky. You see him and hiss “Andy! Go! I don’t want you in trouble!” He laughs and disappears. You look back at both of them and shrug. “I guess they are in a meeting.” Just then Mother superior and Sister Jessica come around the corner.

“Oh good, you’re back!” Mother kisses your cheek and you try not to shove her off.

“Yes she is back, she has a phone now so we can keep in touch with her.” Bucky says and Steve gives them both a look. They sigh and wave it off.

“Fine, but if we find you have been inappropriate with her-“ Sister Jessica starts and Bucky cuts her off.

“Nothing like that has happened or will happen. It’s for emergencies seeing as we are her legal Alphas now.” Bucky explains and looks down at you. “She knows how to use it and she knows when she needs to.” He looks at them both and nods. They both sigh again.

“Head upstairs and get ready for bed,” Sister Jessica tells you and starts to follow. Steve calls after her.

“Hey! No examinations!” He yells and she turns around and looks at the mother. She nods to sister Jessica and she grumbles and stomps back down the stairs.

“They come in with their Alpha money and change everything we do.” She walks past them and pays them no respect that an Alpha would normally demand but they aren’t gonna push that at the moment. The Mother looks at them both and laughs.

“She’s spirited. Will you be back tomorrow?” She asks and Bucky looks at her.

“Yes, we will be here at 12 and we will take her for lunch and then dinner.” Bucky explains and the Mother nods and leaves. You sit on the top stair and look down at them as they get ready to leave, begging them to look back at you just before they leave. Bucky and Steve pats each other on the back and then sigh as they turn to leave. Bucky looks up and sees you, he smiles and nudges Steve. They both smile and wave, Bucky winks and Steve looks you up and down. You giggle and bite your lip as you wave and then dash to your room, closing the door and locking it behind you. You get ready for bed and curl up before pulling out your he phone. You see a text from Steve and Bucky.

Text

*Doll, you are amazing and I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.*

*Honey, wear a nice dancing dress for tomorrow.*

You giggle and hop up to go ahead and pick out your dress for tomorrow, dancing sounds like just the fun you need.

Steve and Bucky catch their breath as they lay in bed, exhausted and blissed out. “Okay, a day full of sexual tension?! This was great but wow was that hard.” Bucky says and Steve laughs. He turns over and kisses Bucky.

“You had to tell her to get an ice cream cone, just had to!” Steve teases and Bucky laughs before he spanks Steve’s ass.

“Hey! It made for a great time for us tonight, didn’t it?!” Bucky jokes and Steve laughs.

“Yeah I guess it did.” He sits up and pulls Bucky along to get ready for bed. They both send you a text about seeing you tomorrow and then call it a night.

“We gotta get her out of there soon.” Bucky mumbles and Steve agrees. Hopefully the sisters are standing by Steve and Bucky’s rules and not harassing you anymore. Cause if they are, Bucky might just have to go Winter Soldier on them and he won’t feel bad about it at all.

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Chapter 3: Resurfacing Trauma

Tyler guided (Your Name) to his red pickup truck and the white RV, where his team stood.

“All right, everyone! We're ready to go and we have a friend coming along.”

The other team members turned their heads to Tyler and saw (Your Name) standing next to him. She shyly waved at them. Tyler introduced her to the members. Boone, his cameraman. Lily, who was in charge of tech, Dexter and Dani, who handled merch and were humanitarians, and of course Ben, the reporter they hired. After introductions, everyone got into their respective vehicles to go chase the storm.

“Come on, StormPAR intern. Tyler wants you with him.” (Your Name) heard Boone call out to her. She walked over to the truck and opened the passenger door and got in, sitting behind the driver's seat. Ben got in and sat on her left. Then, Boone and Tyler got in, Boone in the passenger seat and Tyler in the driver's seat.

“Ready to go?!” Tyler called out the open window.

Everyone, even outside in the RV, called out, “Ready!”

“You ready, Boone?!”

“Always!”

“Ben! You ready?”

“Yes, I am.” Ben replied calmly.

Tyler turned his attention to (Your Name). “How about you, city girl? You ready to have some fun?” He asked, his tone still excited and playful, but it was softer than when he asked the others.

(Your Name) nodded at Tyler. “Yes. I'm ready.”

With her confirmation, Tyler started up the truck, and with an excited yell, he started driving, the rest of his team right behind him; music blasting from the radio.

They followed the StormPAR team on the dirt road. (Your Name) took a moment to admire the gray sky and clouds. Oklahoma was very different from the plains in Illinois. Illinois plains were beautiful in their own way, but Oklahoma felt different. Still beautiful but different. She smiled softly.

Then, suddenly, Tyler drove into the field at a high speed and cut the StormPAR group off, almost hitting them.

The sudden actions in that order made (Your Name) yell in shock as Boone turned on the camera and started recording as Tyler began to speak,

“What's up, chat?! Welcome back! Thank you for joining us! We just had Tornado Genesis.” He pointed at the sky. Then, he spoke again, "And we have our special guests in the back seats.”

Boone moved the camera to Ben's face with a little holler. “Ben, you just came in from London yesterday, right?” Tyler asked.

“Um.. uh, yes. South London. Just between Streatham Hill and West Norwood.” Ben replied.

Tyler nodded. “And, we have this lovely little lady behind me.”

Boone moved his camera to point at (Your Name) with another holler. She smiled and waved shyly, softly saying, “Hi.”

“You came in today from Chicago for the StormPAR internship. How are you feeling?” Tyler asked.

“I feel…. excited. Can't wait to see what Tyler has up his sleeve.” (Your Name) answered honestly. Despite her fear, she did want to see what the action entailed.

Tyler smiled and turned his attention back to the road. “Okay.”

“Tyler, tornadoes on the move.” Dani said over the radio.

“Okay.” With that, Tyler sharply turned off the road and into the grassy field. Despite already experiencing this, the action still took (Your Name) by complete surprise and she let out a small, surprised yelp.

As the pickup barreled in the field, the rain started to come down. Boone was hollering excitedly. Tyler equally as excited, said, “Here we go. Oh, yeah! Oh, it's on now, Ben and (Your Name). You ain't in London or Chicago anymore!”

(Your Name) suddenly felt her heart beat faster as she saw the direction they were heading.

They were heading straight for the tornado!

To make things worse, hail started to come down. But Boone and Tyler were bouncing off the walls with excitement. “Whoo! We got golf balls, baby!” Boone yelled.

“Are those golf balls or baseballs?!” Tyler asked.

The two looked at the sky before they shared a look and screamed with even more excitement, “Baseballs!”

‘Oh, God.’ (Your Name) thought dreadfully to herself as she felt her anxiety spike.

“I'm assuming this is safe.” Ben spoke up.

“No way. This is so not safe.” (Your Name) whispered.

Then, Tyler roughly turned the car as a pane from a windmill fell onto the ground near them. Then, the whole thing came down. Tyler, not caring, kept driving and drove under the low hanging pane that nearly hit the roof of the pickup. Tyler hooted and sped up. He was going so fast that (Your Name) had to hold onto Tyler's seat.

As they got back onto the dirt path and drove closer to the twister, (Your Name) noticed a familiar car parked some distance from the tornado. Then, she recognized the equipment and who was standing outside.

“That's Javi up there.” She told Tyler.

Tyler looked and saw the truck. He drove over and stopped when his open window was across from the driver seat of the white car. He stuck his head out the window.

“Javi! What are you doing out here, man? Tornado's that way.” He yelled, his voice gruff and obnoxious sounding. He turned his attention to Kate, who was in the car in the passenger seat. He smiled smugly. “Hey, Kate.” Then, with a whoop and a holler, he took off again, making fun of the goggles Javi was wearing.

(Your Name) watched the whole interaction in silence. Many thoughts went through her head. First, Tyler was acting obnoxious, but secondly, he had a point. That device they were using was supposed to collect the data of a tornado from a certain distance. She remembered Javi told her about it on the drive to the meet-up spot. But Kate and Javi were too far away to get any data. Then, she remembered Kate. She saw the slightly panicked look in her eyes and her breathing. Like she just experienced a panic attack. (Your Name) knew those very well, for she too, suffered from them from time to time. Especially after what happened to her five years ago.

‘Did… something happen to Kate, too?’ She thought to herself.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the excited screaming of Tyler and Boone as they drove closer and closer to the twister. Seeing the twister up close like this made (Your Name)’s heart rate increase. Ben was smiling a little at their excitement. Then, Tyler spoke, “All right! Harnesses on!”

“Harnesses?” (Your Name) questioned.

Boone was putting his on as he turned to Ben and (Your Name). “This is my favorite part. You ready, (Your Name)? Harness is by the seat belt.”

The girl found it and put it on as Tyler told Ben to put his on, too. “Harness on, city girl?” Tyler asked (Your Name). “Uh huh!”

“Good. We're going straight in!”

Immediate dread filled (Your Name)’s being at Tyler's words.

Ben started yelling about not being warned about what was going to happen, and he started to feel sick.

(Your Name) heard the twister getting closer and closer to the pickup. The winds howling like a freight train. Feeling her anxiety hit the roof, she closed her eyes and gripped her harness in fear, breathing heavily.

This was it. She was going to die. She should've refused the offer. She shouldn't have gone with them. What was she thinking? Now, she was going to die.

But then, a whistling sound made her slowly open her eyes. She looked and saw colorful lights in the twister.

There were fireworks.

Confused, she looked around and saw that the pickup hadn't moved an inch from where they last were. There were no broken windows. No damage.

She was safe.

Then, she saw the twister move away from them. Once it was at a safe distance, Tyler and Boone got out of the car, hooting and hollering. (Your Name) even saw Boone do a backflip. Ben got out, and (Your Name) did after. As Tyler and Boone celebrated, (Your Name) looked at the pickup. It was untouched. No damage whatsoever. Then, she saw it. Drills in the dirt.

‘That's what kept us in place.’ She thought to herself.

She looked over at Tyler and Boone who were still celebrating, but now Boone was holding the camera, pointing it at Tyler and Ben.

“How are you feeling, brother?” Boone asked Tyler.

“Oh! On top of the world, man.” Tyler looked at the camera. “All thanks to my crew.” Boone moved to be in front of the camera with Tyler, throwing up a peace sign as Tyler addressed him and the other members of the team. “A few viewers asked me, 'Can you shoot fireworks up a tornado?' And the answer is yes. Yes, you can.”

Boone cheered again as Tyler asked Ben, “How are we doing back there, Ben? Ben?”

Ben keeled over and promptly threw up.

‘Honestly. I don't blame him.’ (Your Name) thought to herself.

Diverting the attention away from Ben, Boone pointed the camera at (Your Name), who had moved away from the car a little, still a little dazed.

“How about you, city girl? How are you feeling?” Tyler asked.

(Your Name)’s eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly agape as she looked at the two. She had no words.

Tyler laughed. “She's speechless! Must've had too much fun there.”

Boone moved the camera back to Tyler as he spoke again, “All right! If you feel it, chase it. Remember, you kids, do not try this at home. We are professional tornado wranglers.” Tyler twirled his index finger in a turning motion before fist bumping Boone, who was now on camera with him. Both of them smiled and laughed as they fist bumped.

(Your Name) looked at the sky. Then, to Ben. Then, back to Tyler and Boone.

“What the hell just happened?”

[likethecolorblog]

My Man

WARNING : Smut, Praises, Oral (m, f receiving), Rough, Fem POV.

(For you to imagine with your fav character of whatever you want... Enjoy and leave your comments with ideas and critics ♡)

It was late at night when I return from work, that day I just talked with him for few minutes in lunch time and then we didn't talk back.

Once I open the door and walk inside everything was dark 'is he in the house?' I thought as I put my things at the little table of the couch.

I walk to the bedroom the bed empty as I undress to change into my pajamas to be more comfy, thats when I felt two hands in my breast squeezing them "you came late today darl, why?" He whispered in my ear I just could make a little noise "can't speak properly? Did little mouse got your tongue?" God he was mocking me , he was smirking as he was rubbing his bulge in my ass.

"I... I got a lot of pa-paper work in the last minute" I whispered as I look at him, he was enjoying how vulnerable I was "awwww... poor little thing" he was faking sympathy, as he put me on my knees and look down at me "let's put that pretty mouth to work hon" he took out his cock as he stroke it few times before grab my hair and put my face near it.

I suck it deeply to the end, my eyes were with tears as I took his cock complete hearing his groans and praises "that's my good girl" "so pretty down there" "your mouth is like heaven to me darling" he thrust his hips more into my mouth a little rough but still taking the charge until he stop and took out his cock "wanna cum inside your pretty pussy babe, so get on bed and already those pretty legs"

I did and to be honest I thought he was just gonna fuck me but.. what a surprise when I felt his mouth in my clit  "f..uck" I moan slowly as I stroke his hair, his tongue was working so fucking delicious in my pussy that I could even say a coherent word "so.... good, f..uc..k!!" "Moreeeeeeee" I was a complete mess, my eyes rolled back, my mouth wide open, my nipples hard as fuck and he was just looking deeply into my eyes.

He thrust 2 fingers hard as I scream "that's right.. let's everyone know who make you scream like this just with few fingers" at this point I was into subspace, he was cock about it just with that smirk on his face the whole time.. the after I got my orgasm he slap my pussy and lean his cock into my entrance, my poor legs were shaking and I was breathless "if you want we can continue tomo-" he was mocking me about it but I cut him off "ju..st fuck m...eee" damn was my surprise when he just thrust inside and I leave a loud scream, I'm sure the neighbors heard that.

"Scre...am for me pretty, you feels so fucking good... damn, you so fucking tight" he say between groans and whisperes as I was just screaming and moaning loud like a whore.

After few minutes of him thrusting inside me, his fingers in my clit and his mouth in my nipples I got my other orgasm and he could cum "gonna cum inside you babe.... making you a mommy an- ahhhh.. let you carry... my babies inside you" he thrust more and more, biting my neck and finally cumming inside me with a last groan

I was a sweaty mess and he was just there, deep inside me looking at my eyes while I have spams because it was just too much for me.

He took it out and look for a towel to clean me up and then cuddle me from behind leaving kisses in mu neck, shoulder and cheek "you did good pretty, I love you" he whisperes in my ear before I just knock off into dreamland.

[hitomisuzuya]

HI SUZUU!! HOPE YOU'RE DOING GREATT!

can i request sextoyworker! scara and fem!reader?

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Sex toys. Fingering. Cunilligus. Orgasm denial. Overstimulation. Some degradation. Bondage.

Hello, dear ❤️🥺 I am doing okay.

Being in the profession that he was, Scaramouche had the unique opportunity to test out new toys. After all, he needed to know how it worked and what to tell the customer about it.

He enjoyed testing them out on you, on this particular day on his lunch break. Except, he planned on taking more than just an hour. He was always eager to find new ways to make you fall apart for him.

Scaramouche was pumping a vibrator shiny with your cum in and out of your mouth. He had four new toys to try out on you. He'd made you cum twice already in rapid succession.

Your eyes were filled with a lovestruck adoration for him. "What do we say when I let you cum?" He asked, taking the vibrator out of your mouth.

"Th-Thank you," You said, panting a little from the intensity of your orgasm.

"Good girl," Scaramouche gave your throbbing clit a few rewarding rubs, making you mewll in pleasure as you rolled your hips up into his fingers. Grasping your chin, he kissed you, pushing his tongue into your mouth.

"Roll over onto your stomach," He said, biting your lower lip as he pulled away. Your lips lingered on his, cutting the line of saliva that connect your tongues before you did as you were told.

Scaramouche got a silk ribbon out of the drawer of his nightstand. He tied your wrists together and tied the ribbon to the head board. "Ass up in the air," He commanded, smacking a hand across your ass.

Yelping, you raised your ass up for him. Scaramouche grabbed a ribbed rabbit vibrator, rubbing the tip over your clit before turning it on. Putting it on the lowest setting, he slowly pumped in and out of your drenched cunt.

The soft vibrations of the end on your clit made it throb more as the as the vibrator nudged and stimulated your sweet spot. "Ah, God, I already feel like I am gonna cum again," You cried out, writhing as you pushed your hips back into the toy.

"Is that right?" Scaramouche purred, turning the toy's setting up one, pumping it a little faster in and out of you. "Are you going to cum hard, kitten?"

"Yes! Yes, I am," Your body trembled in pleasure, one hand gripping the sheets tightly. You could feel it, the knot of your orgasm was going to break apart any moment now. You let a loud, excited sounding moan the tighter and more consistent your walls clamped around the vibrator.

He rested it against your sweet spot, making pleasure build up in intensity before cruelly taking it out of your cunt. Your walls clamped around nothing, making you whimper in protest. He left you there, aching your release while he took off his clothes.

Scaramouche squeezed and stroked his cock for a few moments, drinking in the way your wet cunt looked before he picked up a toy specifically to stimulate your clit. Turning on the toy, he pressed it on your clit as he lined the head of his cock up with your entrance.

The stimulation from the toy on your clit made your walls clamped almost immediate around his cock as he pushed it inside of you. "Fuck hell, you are so tight," He cursed, bottoming out inside of you with a snap of his hips. "Fucking slut," He rubbed the toy around on your clit, fucking his cock into you in a dizzying pace.

Your fingernails dug into your palms, burying your face into the pillows. Scaramouche grabbed a hand of your hair, turning your head so he could hear your cries of pleasure unmuffled.

Overstimulation was making you drool, and tears sting in your eyes. "Am your good girl, Scara?!Am I?!" You babbled, your body going limp from intense pleasure.

"Such a good girl," He groaned, his eyes rolling closed as his cock throbbed, "such a fucking slut," Each word was followed up with a harsher thrust. He was so wrapped up in chasing his own impending orgasm that he forgot to deny you yours.

You screamed his name, squirting on his cock as you choked back sobs of pleasure. Scaramouche turned the toy up on the highest setting. Cursing in Japanese, his cock throbbed one final time before his cum ribboned inside of you.

Scaramouche fucked you through his orgasm, pulling out once he was satisfied. He untied your wrists and rolled you over. "We aren't done yet, doll," He said, picking up the rabbit vibrator again. He turned it on and handed it to you. "Be a good girl as fuck yourself with it. I want to cum down your throat watching you get yourself off."

[afternoondreaming]

No Business Like Show Business (7/?)

Howdy, dear viewers! This chapter is really where the “canon divergent” tag comes into play. Since I’m not really an SMG4 watcher, I’m not an expert in its lore. So, I’m referencing the wiki and making my own! Creativity is what the puzzle man would want anyways, right? …right?

With a groan your arms stretched high up to the ceiling, a blanket you don’t remember putting over yourself falling to the floor. You had slept surprisingly well, given the fact that you had apparently fallen asleep on your second-hand, worn down Ikea loveseat. Most of last night seemed to blur together in your mind. You had watched movies with Mr. Puzzles, sure, but… Had you even taken him home? It wasn’t that big of a deal, Puzzlevision Studios was around a five minute walk away, but that surely couldn’t have been where he lived… Could it? No, certainly not. That would be crazy. Then again, everything around here seemed crazy. You went about your morning routine with little to note, eventually coming to rest at your small table to eat your breakfast with your laptop close by. You’d been meaning to do some research, and you might as well get it done before you start your new job. New job… Right. Retrieving your phone from your pocket, you shot off a quick message to your new boss.

“Hey. Did u walk home?”

Stowing it away, you got to work as you ate your cereal. Things were weird, and you needed to get to the bottom of it. Saturated environmental colors, people’s movements not being quite right… You searched up where you lived, and specifically went to the YouTube section. If it wasn’t just you, there would have to be video evidence. In doing so, you’d stumble across your first clue. Some man- rather short and clad in white overalls- reenacting some meme. And, clear as day, his movements were just… Not lifelike. Another man, looking incredibly similar to the first yet sporting rather evil looking facial hair, moving similarly. A video of a woman shooting a… Paint gun? Paint would be far too viscous to shoot like she was doing, especially from a gun so small. Not to mention the background of the video was just as saturated as everything else.

This led you to a different rabbit hole entirely. Memes. That’s right, ones of the “I can haz cheezeburger” variety or Moo Deng and Wombo Combo. Were you getting out of touch? Apparently, at least here, memes had a certain power to them. Meme Energy, as you’ve decided to call it, seemed to be… Contagious, for lack of a better term. Exposure to areas with high amounts of it, ie the Mushroom Kingdom which you now reside on the outskirts of, seemed to make things more cartoony. Toon logic like serious injuries not being as serious- though with the amount of grave injuries you’ve seen on the Mushroom Kingdom’s denizens’ YouTube pages, you hope that to be the case- saturated color schemes, exaggerated proportions and movements…

You looked up from your computer, gazing out the window to the sunny day outside. Exposure… Would that mean you would become just as weird as your boss? Looking down at yourself, you didn’t seem very different. Then again, you only just got here… Perhaps it would be best to have something for comparison. You set your phone up against your laptop and got up from your chair, setting a picture timer before standing up and taking a few steps back.

Yup. Still you. You thought, coming back to see the photo. As you pondered on it, a message came across the top of your screen.

“Ah! Yes, Starlet! You got rather tired so I showed myself out. My apologies if I worried you.”

Your fingers awaited above the phone’s keyboard, tapping the sides in contemplation as you thought your message through.

“Hey, Mr. Puzzles, r u a meme?”

“…Pardon you?” His message dinged, coaxing a giggle out of you.

“I’ll take that as a no?”

“I am nothing of the sort! Such low brow comedy is far too benign for someone of my caliber. Why are you suddenly interested in memes?”

You stared at the screen, a certain sense of apprehension overtaking you for reasons you didn’t know.

“…No reason. C u tomorrow”

With a sigh you put the phone aside, dragging your laptop over again and pulling up a tab to create a blog. Might as well publish your findings so far. Maybe somebody would find them useful.

[rwby-encrusted-blog]

Tai: Hey! You the guy that's scre- Messed with my Daughters, Brother-in-law and their friends?

Tyrian: I am! What about it? Does it Make you angry? Make you Peeved?

Tyrian: Why, Summer was awfully strong? If you're half as good as her, then maybe this'll be a fun fight~

Tai: Alrighty then. Time to get Serious.

Tai: *Changes his Cargo shorts out for Carpenters Pants*

Tai: *Takes his Slip-Ons off, puts on Steel-toed boots*

Tai: *Fixes the last button on his shirt*

Tai: *Cracking Knuckles* You ready you sorry-Ass Sonuva Bitch?

Tyrian: *Hearing Boss Music* Uh ... N-No.

Tai: Well you should've thought about that before choosing My Family to Fuck with.

*CRUNCH*

AAAAAHHH

*SNAP*

AAAAAA-

*CRACK*

(Gurgling)

~Several Hours Later~

Yang: *Pointing at a pile of red goop* So what happened to him?

Tai: *Covered in viscera* He Died.

Ruby: ... Dad, Has anyone ever told you that you're scary sometimes?