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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂!

𝐼 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓈𝒽𝑒’𝓈 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂 | steve and bucky teach themselves a valuable lesson on kindness.

𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮 | hurt//comfort || angsty fluff

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 | caregiver AU! daddy!stucky × little![black//woc]reader

𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 | 8.9K  

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 | 18+ a bit nsfw, ddlg + cglt lifestyle, daddy kink, extremely bratty reader + jealous reader, this is angsty but fluff is promised!!! crying, veggie mac and cheese (sorry if you don’t like mac and cheese or like veggie mac and cheese! you can replace it with a comfort food of yours or anything you find really nasty that you don’t like in your comfort food!), feeling unworthy of love, blow job//face fucking mention, hints of anal, envy: do not compare yourself to others please you are wonderful || little glossary || natasha’s little: ruby roo; tony’s littles: blossom + candy + dolly; sam’s little: bambi; wanda and vision’s littles: teddy and taffy; bruces little: peach ~ DNI IF YOUR’E NOT 18+ ~

𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽𝓼 | go away by strawberry switchblade 

𝔀. 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 | eeeh it’s here! gonna establish in this hc that most of the avengers (tony, sam, natasha, bruce, wanda and vision) have littles! ♡ i really might make a series based on this caregiver AU on the avengers but i hope you cherubs enjoy this! ♡

+ p.s || do not repost or plagiarize my work on any other fanfic platform such as: wattpad, ao3, tumblr, etc or plagiarize my work all together. do so and i will rip your spine from your scumy asshole and shove it down your talentless throat. ♡♡♡

   LONG STREAMS OF TEARS DRIP DOWN SLOWLY FROM YOUR LASHES

   some have dried stickily yet fresh dew drops still drip down your peachy cheeks. it doesn’t help that they are encouraged with every second that passes when you stare into the bare white wallpapered corner.

   you’re sitting on the very chair of shame

   you never felt this way in a long time nor felt this way when being put on it. it’s usually for petty little things that ends you up in this case; either snapping back at daddy or papa at the dinner table, making a mess and refusing to clean it up, being rude to your playmates and the usual- 

   being the ungodly brat that you are

   before being forced to sit twenty-thirty or even a whole hour on the tiny wooden pink chair bored you to an impossible extent. you would impatiently wait as you fawned over your cute ruffled socks or painted acrylics until the Little Twin Star timeout alarm rang. heart beating with fortune when the little pastel angels hit the bell with their tiny wands. 

   afterwards your daddies’ would walk right back into the kitchen. stopping the chiming timer as they knelt down on their knees to face you. their large warm hands rubbing calming circles on your shoulders and cupping your chin as they ask if you learned your lesson. 

   their shining turquoise eyes would shine with sympathy and tenderness but of course you’d respond that you had learned your lesson despite feeling bitter of the situation. wrapping your arms around your papa’s neck for comfort as your daddy pressed kisses on your face but that gratification felt so far away. 

   this time everything‘s different, everything’s ten times worse

   glossy lips that were normally graced with a gleaming smile are now pulled into a devastating pout. a sorrowful perk that only reaches the quivering motion when you’re incredibly upset, eyes sore from your tears that continue to multiply despite you wiping them with the sleeve of your wrist. ass sore from the sharp spanks daddy imprinted on each of your cheeks and your nose stuffed from your excessive cries. all being heard but not being compensated. 

   a hiccup excludes your lips then a little broken sob after as your hands scrunch the pink tulle material of your sparkly tutu. head bowed down in your own little blue state, a little thunder cloud floats above and pours down its doleful rain upon you. heart going at a stumbling pace, you wish you could go back in time to fix what you did but it’s too late. 

   you had to face the consequences, even when you feel unlovable right now

   the man who put you in the tiny time out chair stands a few feet behind you, taking in your staggering sobs, dripping tears and stifled sniffles. the soft lotion tissue box or the timeout comfort box as he and Bucky like to call it, is on the floor besides you but you don’t use it. 

   you aren’t grabbing the small teddy bear that you were allowed to touch and hold. not reading the small little book that he and Bucky made that held all the soft reminders you needed to hear. even if it was four pages it usually helped when you couldn’t stop crying. and you weren’t scribbling your emotions or feelings on the small sketch pad with the sparkly crayon of your favorite color.

   you’re just hunched in your own sad world, deep within your thoughts and cascading emotions

   it made Steven frown to himself behind the wide kitchen island, wiping the white marble down one last time. soaking the cleaning rag in some hot water at the empty faucet he is looking over his hard work. he swept and mopped the floor, did the dishes then put them away, cleaned the bar stools thoroughly and put away any leftovers that weren’t soiled from the floor away. 

   Steven is officially done tidying up the huge mess you made. with the exception of scolding you throughout the whole scrubbing and polishing process as well as having to spank you when you didn’t listen when he said to stay put in the time out chair. all because you were that stubborn to admit the wrong you’ve done and then was the wrong time for you to walk out on him.

   this whole predicament is about to be solved but as of now, Steven doesn’t exactly know what to do

   with Bucky on his way home Steven takes a staggering breath. scrunching his brows as his fingers rub the brink of his nose when the beginning or a head ache starts to present itself.

   how is he going to explain everything to Bucky? 

   what happened today isn’t easy to explain and your outrageous rude behavior won’t just be upsetting to talk about but he can imagine the session of disappointment overtaking him again when bringing it up to Bucky. however at this moment, Steven is satisfied he got his clean kitchen back but annoyed it took him so long for him to finish. 

   irritated blue eyes dash from the cleaning supplies on the counters then to your hand printed ass underneath the barely there coverage of the fluffy tutu. the super soldier doesn’t know how he’s going to bring up your outburst today with Bucky nor is he going to handle the punishment his stern significant other is gonna dish out for their precious angel.

   Steven strongly believes his discipline would be enough to please Bucky. the one hour and fifty minute timeout session you had to go through and the harsh thirty-five spankings seemed more than enough to Steven. although he does know he’s going to have to tell Bucky to go easy on you today, your bad behavior will not go by without an important talk and some sort of nonphysical punishment (he will convince Bucky of pursuing so) afterwards.

   today it seemed you had enough and he did too, but by the end of the day Bucky had to agree to. it takes all of Steven’s willpower to not self sabotage the timer. attempt to make the remaining ten minutes cut down to ten seconds so he can wipe those tears away and cradle you in his arms. already feeling guilty about it all even when you were in major fault.

   ask you why you acted the way you did and end the situation right then and there

   of course he cannot do that (at least not right now) no matter how much it’ll benefit you and him. his angel has to come to terms with what she did and face the consequences of her actions. Steven is still shocked and disgusted with the behavior, attitude and offences you committed two hours ago.

   putting away the cleaning supplies, he wished he could let you out of that corner but he and Bucky developed and sustained a strict discipline system. it took awhile for him to refrain from your sobs and cries when you had to with go through your punishments but Bucky insisted that you have to learn your lesson.

   Steven looks at the timer again while filling your Pompompurin sippy cup with water and still sees that ten minutes remain. scoffing wondering why time can’t go by any faster, he wants you in his arms so he’ll take care of you cause he knows you’re hungry and tired. you barely ate breakfast because of how excited you were this morning and on top of that you didn’t take your nap. not to mention dehydrated from crying your eyes out for two hours straight- 

   his poor baby

   as a result of all this he immediately begins prepping your extremely late lunch and early dinner. taking out your sectioned Disney princess plate, Steven settles your sandwich slices on the large quarter. skipping on your usual chip puffs to be placed in one of the smaller dividers he replaces the unhealthy snack with roasted vegetables. finishing it all with heating up some chicken noodle soup from a dinner nights before at the stove top to placing it in your bowl.

   while doing the dishes the timer goes off but as Steven notices you don’t kick your feet together in relief like you usually do. instead you stay quiet and continue sniffing as if you don’t notice the sound of your freedom. finishing off the last dish Steven dries his hand with the hand towel at his hips and turns off the timer. approaching your hunched body sitting on the chair that continues to shed tears and sniffle.

   hearing his footsteps coming closer and closer until they stop behind you. a large warm hand pats down on your head soothingly before it rests on your shoulder. “that’s enough time out. let’s get you ready for dinner angel.” your daddy’s voice soft and low but you restrict yourself from falling for it.

   Steven’s hand is warm and inviting but you resist the urge to fall back against it. to allow him to help you up and wipe your tears and nose away with a tissue. allow him to take care of you. looking away from his attentive stare to glare down at your frilly white socks. 

   dirty from the mess you made, from the mess that you are

   feeling dirty when you tried to storm out of the kitchen but you slipped on the food you purposely spilled and made a mess of your outfit. you feel dirty now being enveloped in it all, not seeming to find any reason to stop crying. cause not only is your outfit ruined but your knees are scarped with boo boos here and there from the fall and Steven didn’t even kiss them. 

   instead he gave you spankings because you didn’t listen to him to stay put in the stupid chair. not forgetting the vigorous spankings that still sting and burn uncomfortably as you shift your bum against the chair presently. he gave them to you, ordered you to thank him for them, then ordered you to sit your bratty ass back on the chair.

   so now you won’t leave, even when he told you it was enough

   Steven couldn’t feel the hurricane occurring inside your head but he knew he had to help you ease it, you didn’t deserve to go through this. you’re his precious angel, you made a mistake out the rage of your emotions and it can be forgivable.  

   “you did good angel pie. daddy’s so proud you took your punishment well. c’mon, let daddy take care of you angel-” attempting to take his hands in yours you snatch it back, cloudy red starlight eyes targeting his.

   “no! go away!” you snap back, pulling away from him with a gritted sob filled with so much forced anger it makes Steven’s heart break. 

   getting on his knees he’s face to face with you know but you don’t eve stare back at him long enough for you to let out a whimper. the little helpless sound pulling at his heart strings.

   “why not angel? don’t you want daddy to take care of you? daddy needs to take care of you angel pie-”

   “i’m not your angel pie! go away and leave me alone,” you grit as you shoved him away. that’s right, you shoved him away. 

   “then who’s my angel pie? doll I only see one little girl in the world who’s my angel pie and she’s right in front of me. don’t tell daddy to go away, i’m staying right here.” Steven’s soft voice breaks into your head, interrupting your rushing thoughts. 

   one large hand continues to stroke your hair while the other cups the side of your face, lifting it up so you meet your gaze with his. your eyes shine with a cry, you want to hear him tell you he loves you. to wrap his arms around you and never let you go. to show you every bit of love and affection you’ve been deprived of the past two hours. 

   the love you’re questioning if you deserving of it

   with that silent cry and the sad sparkle in your glassy hues it’s like Steven knows exactly what to do. wrapping your body up in his arms he pulls you towards him, sitting on the floor with you in his lap he softly whispers the three magical words that pull you out of the storm in your head. tenderly rocking you as he presses kisses to the crown of your head, your head resting in the crook of his head while his hands rub your back.

   soft praises of daddy’s sorry and daddy loves you calms you down, makes the tears in your eye lessen and your punches and pushes to his chest settle down. fingers curl into the thick material of Stevens sweater, your tears and sobs slowly disappearing with each kiss your daddy gives you. all until they’re completely absent. 

   eyelids heavy you feel like with just another minute you’d fall asleep. “angel pie?” Steven’s voice breaks you away from your slumber. 

   humming in response you pull your head away from his neck to meet his soft eyes. “daddy had to punish you angel pie, but that doesn’t mean daddy doesn’t love you.” you nod your head along with his statement. needing this reminder as you lace your fingers with his and he gives you a tender squeeze.

   lifting your hand to his lips he kisses your knuckles, “no matter how much you’re in trouble, daddy will always love you. no matter how angry daddy is, daddy will always love you. no matter how much your head tells you daddy doesn’t love you, daddy does love you. daddy will always love you angel pie.” 

   a slow smile spreads on your face, your eyes shining with the same sweet glow that could brighten the darkest corners of the galaxy. with another kiss to your temple Steven wraps his arms around you and carries you up, your legs wrapping around his waist and hands gripping his long sleeved biceps in correspondence. 

   face drying with tears tucked into the crook of his neck as your daddy walked you both to the bathroom so he could tidy you up before dinner and put you to sleep. settling you down on the porcelain countertop of the double faucets he dried your face with a warm wet cloth. patting over your close lid lashes, cooing at you telling how he hated you crying because your red eyes always tore him apart. 

   giving you your sailor duck plushie to occupy yourself as he wrapped your hair up gently. happy it didn’t get dirty from your slip earlier Steven ran the water for your bath. “would you like a bubble bath munchkin?” Steven rang and your eyes dashed from the plushed duckies bill to your daddy with your favorite bubble bath in hand. 

   “yes daddy, thank you.” Steven replied with an of course doll before pouring the silky pale pink liquid into the steaming water. hugging the plushie closer to your chest, your hands holding onto the ducks wing you notice Steven isn’t pulling out your woven basket of bath toys.

   “may I please have my rubber fishies and duckies daddy? please?” your soft voice picks up Stevens ears and he sighs. “no angel pie. no toys today, remember you got in trouble this afternoon. i’ve forgiven you but you still have to learn your lesson and deal with the aftermath of your actions. daddy’s spoiling you a bit with the bubble bath but no toys,” you frown at that. 

   daddy always gave you your toys when you asked but you suppose it was stretch asking at the moment. his attention on you now, Steven helps you strip from your dirty clothes then disregard them to the wooden woven laundry basket until your bare and ready to slip into the bath. 

   feeling the warmth of the water surround your body when you step in. the bubbly pink surface rests just below your collarbones and you feel a peaceful string of merriment flutter inside you. rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, Steven gets straight to work on helping you scrub your body. 

   pink body sponges in both your hands, you get to work scrubbing off the dry food on your legs as your daddy helps rub and exfoliate your shoulders and back. taking time with cleaning you up until you weren’t sticky and dirty as before Steven unplugged the bath and rinsed your body off once more with warm water.

   wrapping your body up with your fluffy Cinnamoroll towel Steven guided you to your separate bedroom and got out a pair of your silk pajamas and your strawberry body lotion. 

   “are you tired angel?” Steven softly spoke and you nodded your head as he began to pat your towel down onto your skin. “we can’t go ni ni now, angel pie. we have to eat dinner and we have to talk. don’t get too sleepy little one,” his low voice soften before applying the sweet fruity lotion over your curves. 

   he’s gentle and swift to dress you afterwards and allows you to handle your hair at your vanity when he left your room to arrange your dinner. doing so you step away from your vanity and night time hair products to slip into your fuzzy slippers, walking out of your room until you step into the kitchen. much cleaner then it originally was previously as you actually pay close attention, you see Steven heating up a small pot of soup at the stovetop. 

   taking your place at one of the barstools that has a plate of food already set for you, you don’t take a bite of your sandwich or vegetables. until Steven sits by you with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup and spoon in his hands. settling it down near your plate he kisses your temple and sits next to you, encouraging you to take your first bites and eat while he eats from his bowl.

   “angel pie?” 

   “yes daddy?” you spoke after slurping a noddle from your soup. 

   leaning into his touch as Steven cups your cheek with his large palm, thumb rubbing tenderly along your cheekbone. “I need you to tell me why you did what you did this afternoon. I don’t want any lies or excuses, I just want the truth.” a frown deepening your at your lips, you feel your eyes watering as you look down on your plate. “i’m gonna have to tell papa when he comes home on what you did munckin. please tell daddy why you did it so I can tell papa and he’ll understand.”

   the frown still stands, you know papa was the one who dished out the more physical punishments and they all left you not wanting to stir trouble if he were to be at the receiving end teaching you a lesson. your mind flashes back to the morning of today, the very beginning of your bad day that eventually had gotten worse through the hours.

   it all started just after breakfast, the weekends (specifically Sundays) where laundry days and we’re such a hassle to complete in just a day. 

   by all means you changed out of your clothes twice- three times through a single day and the amount of socks, skirts, and sweaters of yours in the washer and dryer loads were the majority. after cleaning up your dishes you and papa thought it would be best to fold the cloths and get the loads over with. 

   chores where always such a hassle in this house. Steven would always complain how messy your playroom was and would scold Bucky why you and him had to make everything a game even when it was something basic and simple as folding and putting away clean laundry. 

   however he didn’t scold you two when Bucky blasted the Led Zeppelin on the boombox. you and your papa liked spending time together and were planning on spending every second since he was being sent away for a mission in another country in a few days. so getting the chores out of the way, you and him could plan the activities until he left for his mission. 

   from outlining your days with fun activities between you and him. the topic of lunch interested you both and he proposed afterwards when finished with chores and spending time with you in your playroom coloring and such you both would make mac and cheese. a classic comfort food for you both and it set such a good tune to your optimistic whistle that you were in a rush to get the laundry done and out of the way. 

   the music of the rock band playing in the background, he occasionally tackled you with tickles on your belly and kisses all over your face. your giggles, playful screams and laughs being heard by Steven downstairs as he tidied up the living area, he smiled to himself. 

   thankful that he’s living a happy life with both his lovers, the house telephone interrupts his thoughts and he retrieves it. voice going stern as he answered the call and noticing it’s Tony in major need of Bucky assistance with a few assignments for his upcoming mission.

   interrupting the session of laughs and giggles when Steven entered the room asking for Bucky to answer the phone. you, not thinking much about it just figure he’s on the phone with auntie Wanda or uncle Sam. Steven quickly filling in Bucky’s spot when he was on the phone, you and Steven manage to put away most of your clothes that belonged in your closet away on hangers. 

   dancing along to the metal guitar while Steven folded some stuff in your drawers your attention shifted to Bucky when he entered the room. “who were you on the phone with papa?” you perk as you hang up your pairs of jeans. not noticing Bucky’s deep frown and troubled gaze as he looks over to Steven, he takes a breath knowing how this is going to end. 

   twirling your figure around to meet Bucky, he thought you looked absolutely adorable in your fluffy pink tutu dancing along with the metal rock. “I was talking to Uncle Tony,” that comment has your dancing coming to a stop, knowing where this is going to lead. “there are some things papa has to clear up at the office before my mission next week-”

   “what are you saying papa?” your voice broke. it shredded Bucky’s heart to pieces when the sparkle in your eyes was replaced with a chance of tears and a tremble of your lips. “it means papa has to go to the office and sort things out angel pie,” your glare is the only response to that, obviously it isn’t aimed at any of your caregivers but at the floor. 

   arms crossed over your chest you don’t listen when Steven or Bucky call your name. your frustrated glare not leaving the space of polished wood between your frilly socked feet. “I thought we were gonna have special time today! your gonna be gone in a few days and today is gonna go to waste if you go back to work!” your wail pierces through both Steven and Bucky’s hearts and Bucky picks you up and rocks you in his arms to ease your cries.

   “no, no little one. papa’s just going to be gone for just an hour or two. that’s it munckin! i’ll be home before you and daddy finish up cleaning up,” 

   “how amazing,” Steven mutters and Bucky simply throws a glare at him. rocking you still in his arms. your hands gripping on his metal arm and fleshed bicep his wife beater displayed, your cries and sniffles lessening with each kiss he presses to your crown. “everything is okay angel pie. you have daddy here with you, remember?”

   his metal hand wrapping around your chin to lift your head up to meet his gaze. nodding your head, you smile to Steven who softly smiles back while wiping a tear away with his thumb. “you and daddy can spend time together until I come home and when I walk through the door we’ll immediately get started on the mac and cheese! how about that?” 

   nodding you head enthusiastically you smile a big bright grin, Bucky and Steven smile back and coo at you. getting straight to work on putting your clothes away in the closet and drawers. hearing papa getting himself ready to go out to the tower you also hear him and daddy talking in the background. although you don’t make much of it as you fold pajamas, tank tops and sleeping shorts. 

   the subject of their conversation you will later on find out long after Bucky left with a kiss to both you and Steven. you and daddy finished putting away your clothes, panties and socks, organizing them accordingly like a good girl. afterwards with a light showering of praises and kisses from Steven he and you camp out on the living room floor. 

   a large Care Bears blanket smelling fresh of fabric softener covering a quarter of the expansive carpet of the siting area. you and daddy gathered your stuffies for the evening and watched The Carebears Movie, maybe get a nap in. although not halfway through the movie did you and Steven hear a knock on the door that you stood up with a squeal. 

   dropping your squishmallow that was nestled in your arms down and raced out of the living room and into the hall heading towards the door. Steven at your tail keeping up with you (you’re fast for a little one), he didn’t look reassured one bit on Bucky’s plan on helping to fill his absence since he thought that Steven would be enough.

   hell you think it’s Bucky behind the door when it unfortunately isn’t 

   but Steven hopes and prays that his boyfriend’s plan works, his heart thumping loudly in his chest as peaks into the peep hole. sticking to his side as he undid the locks, your daddy opens the door to reveal- auntie Natasha and Ruby Roo? 

   your confused face made itself clear when she and your daddy hugged, a large thermal bag in one of her arms and Ruby’s hand in the other she smiles down to you. “hello [y/n]! how are you today angel pie?” the red head exclaims. a soft sparkle in her eyes is comforting but you were hoping for your daddy that it stung something in you.

   not answering, all you do is look up to your daddy, “what are they doing here?” you mutter but Steven only smiles that ‘behave’ smile before laughing it off. “that isn’t how we greet our guests little one. say hello to auntie Nat and Ruby Roo,” he spoke and you catch up on the memo when his hand roughly gripes your ass.

   “hello auntie Nattie!” you kindly spoke in your sweetest tone before giving the assassin slash caregiver a tight hug and she laughs in response. “hello Ruby,” turning your head to the little dressed in her Winnie the Pooh overalls, she gave you a shy wave back before staring down on her shoes. 

   Steven requested that you and Ruby Roo go to your playroom and play as he and auntie Natasha started lunch. the very mention of such set a fire that was beginning to break out of you, you weren’t in any mood to interact with anyone. you didn’t even feel like having and entertaining guests because today was suppose to be between you and papa and no one else. 

   as you stood in the hallway the led to the kitchen with that irritated glare on your face Steven faked a cough and gave you that smile again. 

   trust me, when I tell you this-

   if you weren’t in fear of misbehaving you’d simply walk away from all three of them to your room. where you’d do something else more deserving of your time to pass by, like camp out underneath your cherry printed covers crying for your papa’s absence. however, the glare of Stevens blue hues tripled their icy fire and instead of popping your over-chewed bubblegum at him you grabbed Ruby Roo’s hand. 

   guiding the petite and soft rounded little upstairs with a hmph, Ruby did her best to catch up and not trip on the steps. auntie Nat smiled and laughed at how kind you were to wanna immediately spend time with Ruby but she clearly didn’t see what Steven could see. 

   the grown up conversations between her and Steven fade to the back as you walk up the stairs to your playroom. which now led to you and Ruby coloring at your arts and crafts table. partaking in no light or big conversations as swift fingers and busy hands exchanged crayons and other coloring tools.

   your glare focused on the paper underneath your hands, making a drawing for papa when he’d come home and save you from all of them. it was the only thing keeping you from ripping it to shreds, you’ve managed to calm yourself down as you felt your anger almost bubble over. counting your crayons until the roughness of you voice came back to your normal tone and whispered the colors as your breathing soothed. 

   anything to make you feel that papa was here with you, calming you down with him

   “are you okay?” Ruby asked, a little meekness in her voice that worried her if she did something to upset you. 

   “no Roo, i’m not okay. i’m sad and mad and tired. papa was suppose to spend the day with me but he had to leave for work. i’m scared we won’t have any time left before he leaves for his mission. it’s the last moments that I cling on when he goes away because I don’t know if he- he’ll-” your fret deepens until it wobbles. 

   tears dripping down from your butterfly lashes but you still proceed to color with shaky hands and you’re shocked to find Ruby lending you a tissue. looking up at her figure, her little piglet backpack open on her lap, she places the tissue box on the crafts table. “thank you,” you murmur before taking it to dry your eyes and blow your nose. 

   “my mommy leaves for a mission next week to. she and your papa are gonna be working together but that’s days away! mommy is making sure to schedule me on lots of playdates when she’s away. a-and I really was hoping we could spend more time together,” her soft whispery voice broke and you simply nod. 

   you could reply back, you want to reply back but you were in no mood to do so. although the nonverbal gesture of just nodding your head was enough to make Ruby widely smile. hugging her Eeyore stuffie close to her abdomen, happy and thrilled that you agreed as she colored. 

   as usual when it came to Ruby Roo, the shy and quite nature of her actions and words was slowly disappearing as time went on. slowly engaging in conversations with you instead of nodding and shaking her head. two of you complimented each other on your outfits, she on your tutu as you did on her embroidery overalls and the tiny flower clips in her braids. 

   nice and quite for you to calm yourself over your thoughts on your papa, although the silence is ended when Steven and auntie Nat enter the room as they laugh on about whatever didn’t concern the littles. picking each of their littles up and taking them to the kitchen to eat their lunch, all you do is frown and huff. looking down on your drawing, you were so lose to finishing it and Steven can sense what’s upsetting you within a blink.

   “you can finish your drawing after lunch munckin.”

   you roll your eyes and turn your head away, “not hungry.” you grunt and Steven shakes his head at your lie. 

   “yes you are angel. eat lunch and then you finish your drawing.” but he can still feel your unsatisfaction and displeasement as he walks down the steps holding you close till his lips brush against your ears. “it’s just for today munchkin, okay? be good for daddy please. make me happy,” Steven whispered in your ears and you dropped the frown. 

   not wanting to disappoint him, you quickly dropped the attitude as he settles you on your seat next to Ruby. “spit it out,”

   maybe with some food in you, you’ll calm down. Steven thought as he poured you a plate of macaroni and cheese after demanding you to spit out your gum in his tissue palm. which you did with a pout, but it didn’t add any excitement even when they were serving you your favorite comfort food

   well, aunt Natasha’s mac and cheese. 

   Steven didn’t think much of the food, you wanted to eat mac and cheese today and Natasha brought hers over. what harm will it do that it wasn’t made by Bucky?

   oh how wrong he was

   when he placed the plate in front of you, the hunger for food that was sparkling in your eyes dimmed out when you saw the pasta. rings of red and orange bell peppers mixed with the curly pasta; bits of onion in the sauce that wasn’t the exact cheesy color as you and Bucky would make it and there were- cauliflower and broccoli florets in it?!

   your face scrunched in disgust. glaring down on the plate when you notice it isn’t the one you usually use. looking over at Ruby Roo, who was happily eating from her plate, taking large bites of the sweet peppers and broccoli- you notice she has your plate! the one with your favorite Disney princess surrounded by water color flowers on it and your mouth opens to say something but nothing comes out of it. 

   “what kind of juice box do you want sweet things? we have strawberry kiwi, grape, fruit punch and cranberry apple,” Natasha spoke as she opened the refrigerator. 

   “can I please have fruit punch mommy,” Ruby Roo asked and therefore she received, “here you go bun bun. what about you angel? what kind would you like?” 

   “fruit punch to please,” you spoke nonchantelly, forking your food but not planning on actually eating it. Natasha searched the fridge but came up short to nothing even when you were praying that magically there would be another, “sorry sweetheart there isn’t anymore. what other flavor would you like? I know you really like cranberry!” 

   you just nod and take the cranberry apple juice box from her, trying your hardest to suppress your frown. you’ve known there was only one fruit punch juice box. you’ve been saving that fruit punch one for your lunch date with papa. not have Ruby Roo take it from you while she ate her nasty mac and cheese out of your plate. 

   glaring down at your food, Steven settled besides you and rested a large warm hand on your thigh. giving you a squeeze to encourage you to eat, your lips twist in opening up your lips for the incoming fork. taking one tiny bite of the elbow macaroni with no traces of vegetables in your mouth, you thought you would tolerate it but your tase buds told you otherwise. 

   trying your best not to gag on it when the sauce didn’t taste right on your tongue, you force yourself to swallow and eat the macaroni only. Steven noticed that you’ve pushed all your vegetable to the side, nitpicking as you sneer when you find some in the pasta shell. 

   “angel pie look at Ruby Roo eating her vegetables! vegetables are good for you, they make you healthy and your body strong and brain smart. I mean wasn’t it just last week that she made that huge popsicle stick castle? incredibly impressive, angel pie still needs my help stacking a house of cards,” Steven laughed and you wanted to put your face in your hands then sink in your seat.

   did he just call you dumb?

   you couldn’t help but not stare duly at your plate as he kept talking about all the big and small things Ruby has done that you have yet to do or didn’t want to do. all while still holding your thigh that you were wielding every bit of self control not to swat away. looking over to Natasha nodding along, waiting to respond after swallowing the food in her mouth and washed it with a glass of wine.

   “it was amazing, I was so proud of her that day. mommy loves her smart bon bon,” Ruby Roo just smiled and ate, giggling every once in a while from the attention. biting your lip, you simply just continued to push your vegetables away and kept quite. didn’t plan nor prepare yourself that you’d be compared to someone else to add onto the list of potential tears.

   as much as you liked Ruby Roo and how much you adored your playdates, it tore you apart how you were always being compared to her. during sleepovers, precisely around dinner she would always eat her vegetables first before eating anything else. your daddy would praise her on every little thing she did that was considered normal or too difficult in your eyes. 

   Papa even adding onto the attention and admiration when she asked for seconds on her veggies and your daddies would praise her to no end. saying how no one in this house asked for seconds on vegetables, clearly aiming the comment towards you. it did strive you to do better, but it didn’t always work out.

   ‘cause even when you ate your veggies and pointed it out they didn’t have the same spark in there eyes. even when you made your tiny playdough statues you didn’t get the same optimistic comments. and even when you strived to do something that would grab their attention and admiration they didn’t give you a second look. not nearly as much attention as Ruby or your other friends received.

   it wasn’t helping that these thoughts were running through your mind as you nibbled on the elbow pasta. not helping at all when Daddy and aunt Natasha talked about planning more playdates when she and Bucky would be gone. clearing out the necessities while scheduling the little dates between you and Ruby Roo. some with Peach, Bambi, Taffy, and Teddy but more sleepovers with you and the smart bon bon.

   but what upset you was that they were already talking as if Papa was already gone and Steven was still talking about that damn popsicle castle. mixing in the steaming brew of wrecking emotions tearing and wrecking havoc in your heart and clouding your head- it was all enough to make you slam the shiny fork down on the plate. 

   the loud clank! alarming both adults as you got up from your seat. free of Stevens hand on your thigh, you take stand up and take your dish with you. “i’m not hungry anymore,” the words are awfully quiet but all three people eating at the marble island can hear them.

   “you barely touched your food angel,” you don’t listen in as you walk away to the faucet. not withstanding the unpleasant air that suffocated your chest and twisted your vocal chords roughly in your throat. “i’m not hungry,” you spoke in the most calmest voice that you can muster but there were cracks here and there.  

   “yes you are angel. you didn’t eat enough breakfast and you’ve only been snacking on gum the whole day. sit down and finish your plate. Ruby is already on her second plate-” you couldn’t understand the emotions that were bubbling up inside you but every word that left your daddy’s mouth made you want to cry and scream in defiance. 

   no more, you couldn’t take anymore of it.

   “no,” you snapped, it was loud, pungent and prolonged. “I said i’m not hungry anymore. I can’t force myself to eat this shit.” you grumbled that last sentence but Steven’s super soldier earing caught onto it when Natasha and Ruby didn’t.

   “excuse me Tasha I have to handle this. i’m sorry angel, what did you say? I don’t listen to babies who mutter, speak up,” Steven spoke standing up in front of his seat but you weren’t gonna embarrass yourself in front of Ruby and Aunt Tasha. no matter how much your wishing for them to just go away it seemed the only problem you have at this moment is with your daddy.

   now if you think about it, it’s always been Steven. making you feel down, trying desperately every single day to try and impress him to only get no where but a step lower from where you once where. keeping you up at night, wondering if he truly did love you for you and not buying into a fake persona of you that fit his ideals. 

   throat burning and tears swelling up with searing tears, you dig your nails in your palms. staring up at the tall man, you never felt this mad and upset with anyone in your life until now. your mouth opens to say the incoming words but no one is prepared to handle them. not Steven, not Aunt Natasha, and certainly not Ruby Roo.

   “I wish you weren’t my daddy,” 

   BAM! 

   the plate of barely touched food that was once in your hand shattered to the floor. a chore of gasps from your guests sounding off as you grabbed another one from the gleaming pile on the counter shining in the bulb chandeliers above. soon, with your raging frustration on why its always you who has to be at the receiving end of heartache all the shiny glass plates shattered amongst the polished wooden tiles. 

   face sticky with hot tears, a sob excludes your lips and Natasha cautiously speaks your name but you don’t listen. raising your chin up to meet Steven’s glance, that icy blue that normally presents itself when he’s pissed at you is absent. making your skin crawl that you can’t distinguish anything in them. 

   no disappointment, no frustration, no anguish, no pitiful, nothing. but how simple those next words of his were that made you feel all three.

   “sometimes I wish for that to,”

    it wasn’t right on Stevens part to say such as thing, especially when he really didn’t mean it at all but it was too late. you’ve already grabbed the pot of food that was resting at the stove top, the incoming action the very cause of the kitchen soon spiraling into chaos. when you placed the pot above your head Steven’s wide eye state and steps towards you were a warning but it was already a loss when you threw it.

   BAM!

   it flew above his head and landed right on the island where your guests were witnessing your breakdown. the shattering of glass proceeding at wine glasses broke, plates of food fell to the floor, wine bottles smashed and the pot rolling from the impact of the island to the other side of the kitchen. food everywhere, wine dripping onto the barstools and island.

   the kitchen was quiet of the sound of breaking glass and bangs of stainless steel but Ruby’s cries were heard and they weren’t coming to a halt. it made you step away from the scene at the mess, the chaos that you created as you turned your head to Natasha and Steven trying to calm Ruby down. 

   “Nat i’m so sorry-”

   “no Steven- I don’t wanna talk about this. we’re going home. Roo come on lets go get your coat.” she was still whimpering about her overalls ruined, the fruit punch juice box soaking them through as she followed her caregiver out of the kitchen as Steven tried to calm the situation.

   leaving you alone to process the upcoming words from your daddy: “I swear she’s an angel. I don’t know what’s gotten into her today,” as he and Natasha said there goodbyes, there bicker that had ceased to good terms coming to a stop.

   as the door closed, your heart plummeted as Steven stepped back into the kitchen. coming to face you and you never felt more scared and worried for yourself in your life when he made his way to your sitting figure in the corner.

   “I know what I did was wrong. I could have hurt myself and others because I didn’t process my emotions but I was just so frustrated. you know how much i’ve been compared to others throughout my life and you know how much that past still hurts me but you just kept reminding me over and over again that I was still unworthy. and even when I felt most vulnerable because Bucky’s leaving soon you just pushed it and I tried to keep it all bottled up but I couldn’t. because no matter how much I try to impress you or do things that would make you proud of me I never can meet up to your standards.”

   the kitchen now is quiet for only your sniffles are heard, tears dropping down into your empty soup bowl. slipping out of little space much early as you and Steven talked about the events of today, it was much easier for you to speak up about your thoughts this way.

   “and it doesn’t help that you proved my assumptions, even when I didn’t want to believe them. that you didn’t really love me, you told me your truth and I don’t wanna burden you anymore-” your words are shaky as your hands, breaking the last sentence into a sob as you push yourself away from the seat. 

   planning on walking away from your problems he just holds your hand and despite your tears holding onto the pitch dark thoughts you allow him to pull you close to him. resting your head on his shoulders as the tears fall, fingers curling in the material of his sleeve. “I didn’t mean what I said, never in any lifetime would I mean it angel. I never knew how much i’ve been hurting you till now, sometimes I don’t even know why we didn’t connect well but it was me who was blind. i’ll never make you feel that way again angel pie. you have my word, never.” 

   you and Steven stay like that, your head on his shoulders until your sniffs stopped and your heartbeats thumped together in sync. until you fall asleep in his arms, he carried you upstairs and settled you in bed under the warmth of your covers. kissing you goodnight as he brings your favorite stuffed animal to be placed under your arm close to you. 

   “daddy loves you angel pie,” he whispers, turning off your lamp and switching on your nightlight he slowly walks out your room and closes the door halfway. allowing the golden light of the hallway to slip inside your room, he walks downstairs into the kitchen to clean up after dinner. 

   hearing the front door open and the loud shout of Bucky happily shouting “i’m home!” Steven sighs at that, wiping his wet hands dry with a dish cloth he starts prepping some coffee.

   Bucky soothed down when it came to any conversation as long as he was sipping on coffee. it cooled down his nerves but Bucky now is wondering why he isn’t hearing his little angels footsteps running through the hallway or down the stairs to jump in his arms like she usually does. turning his head to the clock he sees it isn’t your naptime nor is it your bedtime but he thinks you’re still upstairs and didn’t hear him. 

   dropping the keys in the glovebox at the bureau, the super soldier continues walking until he sees Steven’s figure in the kitchen working on the coffee machine. he sniffs the air, the smell of bleach, Clorox and Lysol hitting his nose strong, “damn Steven, did you and our little angel do some spring cleaning when I was out?” Bucky laughed but his boyfriend doesn’t smile back. 

   wrapping his arms around Stevens waist, he pulls him the blond back until his back presses against Bucky’s chest. pressing a soft kiss to his Stevens clean shaven cheek, “how was work dear?” Steven murmured, heart racing in his chest, wondering if Natasha spoke to him about the events of today. 

   finishing prepping the machine and turning it on Steven turns but only to meet Bucky’s lips to his. sweet and sensual but with the bite to the blonds bottom lip and the wandering metal hands as his belt Steven pulls away. normally he wouldn’t but the subject of today was more important to discuss, Bucky would kill him if he didn’t bring up this matter because eventually he would find out. even if Steven didn’t tell him, Bucky had a magical way of finding things like that.

   “it was fine. could beat Tony up once up in a while, he fucking owes me for this- but i’m more than fine with beating something else,” Bucky whispered and the metal of Steven’s belt buckle was unlatched and so was his lips. Bucky swirling his tongue with his as a result, moaning as the belt fell onto the floor and the zipper of his pants unwinding afterwards.

   Steven couldn’t deny that he was hard but the thought of your outburst and his own fault for it all clouded his head but damn did Bucky look so fucking hot on his knees in front of him. hands at his thighs, outlining his boner bulging in a tent Steven panted and threw his head back. “Buck? I-I gotta tell you something,” Steven choked as he swallowed in a quick breath but Bucky just chuckles.

   “honey i’m pretty sure we can ‘bout that later. i’m busy right now,” Bucky smirks as he starts to take pull Steven’s pants down, practically salivating at the sight and taste of his cock but the incoming words snap Bucky out of his trance.

   “angel got in trouble today Buck!” it makes the bulky brunette below halt his actions quick, his eyes dropping from the floor to the blond above. looking at him with that stare and scrunched brow if he was fucking joking around but Steven was shaking his head no, his face dawned with some sort of emotion which didn’t mean good.

   “what did you do now Steven?” 

  two mugs of coffee in front of them but they’re untouched, probably cold from the time that went by. from Steven explaining the situation and your disposition, a soft quiet fills the kitchen as they hear the chirp of crickets and birds outside. the sleek black of night filling in the darkening kitchen by the time Steven explained everything.

   “I cannot believe you. why didn’t you call me? I could have helped her calm down, none of this would have happened.” Bucky scolds and Steven only but dodges the glare that’s aimed at him.

   “I didn’t mean it all to happen, you think I wanted all this? I just wanted to find a solution on my own but I didn’t know that the problem was the way that I treated her and talked about her. i’m the problem.”

   Bucky sighed, staring down at the polished marble then the ceramic green of his untouched coffee. “it isn’t your fault Steve. I didn’t know that I was treating her awfully either. she did tell us or hint to it but we just didn’t listen. the fault is on both of us,” he whispered, rubbing his forehead with his palm.

   “i’m skipping on that talk that I warned her of. we gotta make it up to her, any ideas?” Bucky’s silence is the only response, they both promised their little one that they would only make her feel loved and safe. not hurt her and remind her of the pain she was trying to get over and forget. 

   but miraculously, a light bulb shines above the crown of Bucky’s head as he pulls his hair away from his face. a smile gleaming as he remembered how much you’ve been talking about going to Build-a-Bear, “I have an idea,” 

   those untouched coffee mugs are left abandoned on the kitchen island as Bucky and Steven go to your room. the long haired brunette peaking his head through the crack too see you sound asleep in your bed, tucked away in some happy dreamland he hopes. slipping inside the room, Steven stands by the doorframe as he watches Bucky kiss your temple. 

   whispering all the right and sweet things Steven couldn’t bring himself to think of, Bucky was so good at what he did for you and Steven was still struggling to learn but he will do better. 

anything for their precious angel pie 

   as Steven and Bucky get ready for bed, they talk on their plans as they brushed their teeth and wore their pajamas. from waking you up early with your favorite breakfast to dressing you up in your favorite outfit. taking you to the small shop in the mall that you’ve been nonstop talking about, let you buy as many stuffed bears and animals as your heart desires.

   slipping under their covers to, Steven wrapped his large arms around Bucky and kissed his neck, “do you wanna finish what you started,” he whispered as he bite on Bucky’s earlobe, pulling it a bit but Bucky just scoffed.

   “go to sleep punk,” 

   Steve huffed and slipped under the covers but Bucky just grinned, kissing Steven goodnight as they slipped fast asleep. thrilled to treat their angel right tomorrow as they slipped to sleep in each others grasps. 

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hey hothead are you doing and feeling okay? you’re catching some major heat and burning some of my friends heart :( you know esme really likes you and sometimes playing along with a game isn’t that bad, I mean she really enjoyed the dinner you two had (like I said she told me nothing but good things!) 💗 hope you don’t take this personally but here my friends always come first and they’re one of my priorities so I don’t want you hurting them. got it?

i’m fine, rosie. like she said, it was just one dinner. she made that very clear. not trying to hurt anybody, never am.

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Mob bucky/seb or mob chris/andy recs??

Updated 07/04/21 ✨ = Just Added

To be added please tag me in your future works!

Hey Anon! I’m so glad you asked this because Mob/Mafia! Any version of those boys is my favorite. In my previous fic recs I recommended...

If love was an option by @mianorth �� Bucky Barnes x Reader — Part 1 🦋 Part 2 🦋 Part 3

Good Little Wife & Good Little Girl by @donutloverxo » Mob!Andy Barber x Reader – A little dark and it has some really good smut in it.

Blackmail by @stargazingfangirl18 » Soft!DarkMafia Andy Barber x Female Reader — You were just doing it to protect your family, at least that’s what you kept telling yourself, especially once you started to like it. (One-Shot)

Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Bucky is having a bad day, you can help him feel good. (Part of Mafia Monday’s)

Run To You by @bestofbucky » Mob!Boss Bucky x Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. (Series)

Can’t Run, Can’t Hide by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!MafiaBucky Barnes x Reader — When you get noticed by the infamous mob boss, you flee. But Bucky doesn’t like to be denied anything and he’s coming for you. (One-shot)

Six Feet | Ch.1 ⚰️ Ch.2 by @queenoftheworldisdead » Dark Mob!Steve x Reader + Dark Mob!Bucky x Reader — Your family’s small funeral home comes into financial trouble. In desperation your father finds the most unlikely solution to solve his financial problems. | (Short Series)

Bankrupt by @mypoisonedvine » dark!40’s!Mob!Stucky x Reader — Your husband’s gambling addiction quickly got him in hot water with the mob, and you by extension. When some debt collectors come by to settle what is owed, you realize that you have a lot more to worry about than money problems.

Partition by @angrythingstarlight » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky comforts you after a bad day, and your boss learns why no one messes with his girl. —> Part 2: Let Me Show You — You wanted to know what your mobster boyfriend did, lucky for you he’s more into the show then tell.

Say the word and it’s yours by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mobster boyfriend rescues you from a long, boring day at work. Bucky always said, “ask and its yours”

Lost Without You by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky Barnes would be lost with you. You’re his everything and he plans on spending Valentine’s Day proving it to you.

All Dressed In White by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!Mafia Bucky Barnes x Reader — You were going to marry someone else, Bucky won’t let that happen. You belong to him now and forever. Till Death Do You Part.

Thick As Thieves by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader x Mafia!Steve Rogers — The only thing the Mafia hates as much as snitches are thieves. And you’re planning on stealing from Bucky and Steve, what happens if you get caught?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that.

Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again.

To Have & To Hold by @slyyywriting » Bucky Barnes x Mob Boss!Reader — Bucky is trying his best to provide and care for his daughter who just entered first grade. Everything was alright until she asks why everyone else seems to have a mom except for her. You’re just a plain mob boss who wants to turn a new leaf. Challenges arise when the world refuses to let you take a softer, non-violent route. A little girl helps you navigate a compromise.(series)

✨ Mob!Sugar Daddy!Stucky Moodboard by @brattycherubwrites » Mob!Stucky x Reader

✨ Laced Around Your Throat by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve x Reader, Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Your Mob boyfriend knows that the only thing that looks even better than his hand around your throat is his custom made necklace. You’re his girl and the world needs to know it.

✨ Hidden Gems by @jtargaryen18 » Mob!Steve Rogers x Mob!Daughter Reader — Your father is the head of one of the most powerful crime families in Boston but he’s protected you from that life. In your quiet home outside the city, you’ve been cared for and protected. When the desires of a more powerful man with the will to dominate bursts into your life, all your illusions are shattered as he comes to claim what is his.

Necessary Arrangements by @stargazingfangirl18 » Andy Barber x Fem!Reader, Ari Levinson x (Different) Fem! Reader ft. Ransom Drysdale » One of my favorite series, chapters are decent sized and the smut is so good!

Hugs My Love by @thatfuckingweirdo » Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You just really need a hug, and Bucky is the only one you want it from.

my old man is a tough man, but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam by @cloudystevie » Mob Boss!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader — steve gives you what you want… kind of.

Brooklyn Wars by @world-of-aus » Stucky x Reader

Petals and Bullets by @revengingbarnes » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader (One of my all time favorites series)

I would check out @sinner-as-saint’s Masterlist they have quite a few Mob!Bucky series and one-shots that I have loved in the past.

Special by @buckycuddlebuddy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — this one-shot is really hot.

Love, Honor, and Obey by @constantwriter85 » Bucky Barnes — This one is good and I need to catch up on.

Mafioso by @captain-barnes-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Please do yourself a favor and read.

Lipstick and Crayons by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader - In Progress

A really good DarkMob!Steve Drabble called Please Hurt Me by @gotnofucks *chefs kiss*

The Mobster’s Little Girl by @smutsonian » Steve Rogers x Reader

off to the races 🐻 off to the races 2 by @harryspet » Soft!Dark Steve Rogers x Reader

The Ignorant Beauty & the Beast by @mysterioh » Steve Rogers x Reader – With 21 parts sadly it hasn’t been updated in 8 months, it’s one of my favorite Mob!Steve Roger fics out there. *Thanks to @inactivewhore I found out this story was moved to AO3 and is now called where angels fear to tread it was last updated on 13/11/20*

What It Takes by @cherienymphe » Bucky Barnes x Reader — You left Bucky once you found out who he really is. The one thing you thought would guarantee your safety ends up sealing your fate.

Welcome Home by @punani » Chris Evans x Black!Reader — He’s been away for awhile, but he knows that his girl’s loyalty to him knows no bounds. Knows she’s been waiting for him after her adamancy in telling him there was no other option. It’s only right to make the reunion a memorable one. | So, so, so, so freaking good!

These are what I found on Tumblr that I plan on reading.

Handmaid by @extremelyblackandwhite » Sebastian Stan x ingenue!Reader — y/n works as a handmaid for the daughter of an influential mob leader who is promised to the new boss of the most powerful mob family in new york, sebastian.

AO3 Website Reccomendations

Satellite Heart » Stucky x Reader — You used to be Steve and Bucky's girl. Then they fucking left without saying goodbye. Little did they know, you were pregnant. But life went on. You raised your Talia to the best of your ability. But one day, everything goes to shit. Now your boys are back in your life. And they're not planning on leaving anytime soon.

Little Fox A/B/O Series » Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Soft!Dark Natasha Romanoff x OFC! & Peter Parker x Soft!Dark Tony Stark — So I can’t stress this enough you need to read the tags for this series and I kept getting confused as I read this story as to how old Violet Mason is. But this series takes you on a roller coaster, I like it, my cousin didn’t finish it, I need to catch up.

Pelmeni *finished* » Stucky x Reader — James Bucky Barnes has a good life, as a member of a powerful organized crime syndicate. His best friend Steve is a member too and his literal partner in crime. Bucky's got a problem though. You. His longtime love and secret girlfriend. Unfortunately, your father is his boss and has plans for you that involve normal life. Steve has a problem too. Steve wants in on your relationship and more than the semi-regular/occasional steamy threesomes. You don't have a problem, you're just busy with a big mob wedding coming up, which means a big celebration, that you're busy catering for.

Dying For This Love » Dark!Bucky x Reader — That was before. When you were Bucky’s girl. Now, you have a score to settle. That’s why you’re wearing Bucky’s favorite red satin dress, the one with the cuts that reach right up to the tops of your thighs, the tennis necklace he gifted you for your anniversary, and are fresh off of a mani/pedi and hair appointment. He’s going to regret the day he fucked with you. | This one is intense and a tad bit dark, but the smut is good.

off to the races » Steve Rogers x Reader — In which you call the kingpin your Daddy.

The Mobster’s Little Girl » Steve Rogers x Reader — what happens when the big bad mobster gets blackmailed by your father to marry you? (kind of fluffy kind of not. kinda dark kinda not.)

Brooklyn Sweethearts » Dark!Stucky x Reader — Bucky and Steve had always been meant to keep her safe and happy. As far as anyone else was concerned, that was their sole reason for being alive. Unfortunately, the things that kept her safe were not always the things that kept her happy. Lately, she was making it pretty damn hard for them to compromise. | Probably one of my all time favorite Mafia!Stucky stories I have ever read, just sadly it also hasn’t been updated in like 8 months and I keep hoping it will get updated.

Hot Doll » Skinny!MobBoss Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers is on the rise in the New York underground as you’re trying to keep your own place there. | Dark and good!

Doctor Doctor » Steve Rogers x PlusSize! Reader — (1940 Mobster AU!) You're a war widow down on her luck; and the King of Brooklyn, Steve Rogers, takes notice. | Another one of my favorites. A little bit dark as well.

The Widow » Dark!MobBoss x Reader — It’s the 1920s and everyone’s having a roaring time but you. | Trust me it’s just dark enough.

Those are just some on AO3, I would just go through Mafia AU tag and go to filter and click Avengers or Captain America.

[afriendlyblackhottie]

Don’t Mess With My...

Summary: Chris takes advantage of a situation with your ex

Pairings: Chris Evans x Video Vixen!Reader

Warnings: minors dni, smut, swearing, daddy kink, dub con, angry sex, manipulation, dirty talk, arguing, jealousy, degradation, face fucking, fingering, squirting, potential breeding kink, manhandling

(A/N: FINALLY done. This is for my Brat and R&B Challenge. The song is Don’t Mess With My Man by Nivea. Not gonna lie this felt like I was writing for an episode of Love & Hip Hop lmao. I didn’t proofread (who even does that anymore lol). If you see mistakes just tell me. Follow, like, reblog 💜 ✌🏾)

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You knew you and Chris were kind of a surprising couple. When everything had came out, you were mostly met with confusion. Sure there was a shit ton of hate. Not like you weren’t expecting some of his little fangirls to get all bitchy, but it wasn’t even that.

No. This was more like a ‘wait when the fuck did this happen.’ It was lowkey kinda funny seeing his cute face all over the Shaderoom and Baller Alert. Even though the comment section could get fucking annoying on both.

It’s not like you hadn’t been featured regularly on both. Between the drama of your last relationship with this rapper and the videos you’d been in, they loved getting into your business. Hell since the news had broke your ex had even went on a little bit of a campaign to talk as much shit about you as possible. Even going as far to call you out of your name a few times.

One of the biggest perks about dating a man like Chris was that you could squash that kind of shit now easily. With just a phone call and his management had to tell him to shut the fuck up. Chris did such a good job at taking care of you.

Not to mention he was so fucking hot. This picture came out of you and him walking as you ate ice cream. You’d just so happened to look up at him with this look in your eyes as his hand was in yours. The ones that didn’t hate you were talking about daddy goals. Not that they weren’t right. Look at him. He was so gorgeous.

He wasn’t your normal type, but it was something about him that was irresistible. Especially when he grew in that beard after a movie where he needed to look extra scruffy and you ended up staying in bed for days. Feet planted on either side as you rode the fuck out of him. He grabbed onto your hips to slam you the fuck down over his fat dick. You shivered whenever you thought about it.

One of the things that came with dating Chris were girls thinking they could be slick, flirting with him in front of you. Until him you weren’t much of the jealous type either. Now you fell into the ‘you wish a bitch would’ category. It’d taken you this long to find a man like him and you weren’t about to lose him to any of these pigeons thinking they could step to your man.

Yeah yeah yeah it’s Chris’ fault if something happened, but he never entertained that shit because he knew better. What were you supposed to do when they did it right in your face. Stand there and not say shit. Fuck these birds, you aren’t about to be nice to them.

You remembered the night you’d met him. Playing beer pong at a party with your girls. When he got paired with you. Looking so hot in his tight ass shirt rolling a joint. He’d offered you some and the two of you started to talk. Then you danced which mostly consisted of you shaking your ass on his dick. He even started to get hard against you.

Then this girl tried to swoop in as if you weren’t right there. Practically having sex on the dance floor. You’d told her to leave to go play in traffic and all Chris did was smirk and pull you into his arms.

That’s when he turned you around and started kissing you. Ugh he was such a good fucking kisser. Made you all tingly in the pit of your stomach. Then in your pussy. So you let him take you back to his place. You’d sucked his dick and then he fucked you until morning. From that night he was daddy no other way to put it.

He asked for your number and you started texting. Finding out that two of you surprisingly had a lot in common. He didn’t care about you shaking your ass in music videos for a living or certain things you’d done in the past. He only saw you and you loved him for it.

So that’s probably why it sucked so bad that he wasn’t there right now. It was your birthday and apparently something he’d been scheduled for had been running kind of late. He’d warned you, but it still sucked. Especially when you wanted him there more than anything else.

You ended up going out with some friends and then to a club. It was pretty fun even if you’d been in a bad mood all night. Sure you were really trying to enjoy the effort your friends had put in, but this was your first birthday with him as your boyfriend and you wanted to enjoy it with him. Preferably on his dick most of the time.

Sure he’d put money in your account to go on a shopping spree and the bouquet of roses he’d sent you this morning had been gorgeous, but it wasn’t about that. You wanted to spend all night under him. Tucked under his arm or him on top of you as he fucked you. Giggling as he kissed your neck and then some more as you were coming down from your highs and started talking about whatever came to mind.

Except right now you were in the club, faking a smile as your friends snapped another picture. Trying to not look bored because you really were happy with everything they were doing. It’s just that your mind was elsewhere.

You were taking another shot when you saw a familiar face in the crowd and immediately felt like you were going to puke. You knew some of your group still talked to him, but you did such a good job at avoiding him. If you found out any of these bitches invited him you might actually flip the fuck out.

So not only did you have to think about Chris not coming, but then this asshole was tryna get all up in your face. It’s funny because two years ago you would have been all over even an ounce of his attention.

You spent most of the night ignoring him. Then found out that one of your girl’s boyfriends was the one to let it slip that you were all out. You did a pretty good job at evading him too until he finally cornered you. “Damn I don’t even get a hi?” He did this little smirk. Ugh he was such a fuckboi. “Where’s my hug girl. Happy birthday.”

You rolled your eyes again before you walking away only for him to grab your hand. “Can you not?” You said raising an eyebrow.

He chuckled. “Where’s your boy?”

“My man,” you corrected, finally pulling out of his grasp, “is none of your business.”

Now it was time for him to roll his eyes, but he didn’t drop that annoying ass look on his face. “Oh shit don’t tell me he left you already?”

“Ew no. He’s working.” You flipped your hair before crossing your arms. “What do you want?”

He shrugged. “Don’t you ever miss us?

You hummed, puckering your lips as you pretended to be deep in thought with your finger resting on the side of your mouth. “You know that feeling you get when your leg falls asleep and it’s like oh shit pins and needles?”

Your ex frowned. “Yeah?”

You grinned tilting your head to the side. “Yeah that’s the same feeling I get when anyone brings you up.”

His eyes narrowed, but still he smiled as he stepped closer to you. “Still got that bad attitude,” he said. “Bet your man can’t handle you like I did.”

That’s when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind. “I’d say I do quite nicely,” your boyfriend’s voice answered.

You turned around and squealed, throwing your arms around him. “Baby, you came!” You buried your head into his strong chest.

“As if I’d ever miss your birthday,” he replied as he placed kisses all over your forehead. “I’m surprised I didn’t get a ticket on the way over.”

You looked up at him all smiley before pressing your lips to his. Normally you would have worried about messing up your lipgloss but he just looked so cute and you were happy he was there. Not like you couldn’t reapply it in a sec.

“Hey, Man,” Chris said, nodding his head at your ex. “Can we help you?”

“Yeah just reminiscing about the good ol’ days. Ain’t that right, Y/N,” he said.

“More like my nightmares,” you replied with a smile and a shrug as you grabbed Chris’ hand.

“Why don’t I buy you a drink,” Chris said pulled you away from him finally.

You felt so much better now that you were perched on your boyfriend’s lap. One of your favorite things about Chris was how he so easily blended in with your friends. Even if some of their boyfriends were acting like cry baby bitches about you not being loyal to your ex or some shit. Who knows who cares, they need to get over it.

Most of them liked him though. Hell you’d even been on a few double dates with your bestie, Mila and her man Andre. The first time that happened he geeked about being able to hang out with Captain America asking him all kinds of questions. It was almost like you were intruding on them. They were hella cute, though. Had even ditched the both of you to hang out a few times now.

The two of them were stuck in conversation now about some sports shit while you talked to Mila. Chris had just gotten you bottle service and stopped talking for a minute so you could take cute selfies. Everything was so much better even if your ex hadn’t got the fucking hint and left.

You started kissing on Chris at some point. You knew you probably seemed all clingy and needy, but after spending all day bummed out it just felt so good. Sometimes you felt so in love that it felt all scary. Then it was like you couldn’t help it. It was like you were living in this daydream.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered in your ear. “You’re lucky I didn’t see you leave the house in this dress.” You were surprised he was getting this handsy in front or so many people, but you happen to glance over at your ex who was seething as he tried to make it seem like he wasn’t looking.

You giggled, tilting your head to the side as you looked up at him. “Why?”

He put his nose against your cheek, smiling into you before kissing your cheek. “I wouldn’t have let you leave,” he ended up whispering in your ear.

“Why not? You don’t like it?” You asked with a pout, putting your hand on his color as his hands grabbed onto your outer thigh.

“Oh, I like it too much,” he answered Then kissed the side of your neck making you shiver. “You wouldn’t have made it out the door.”

“Then take me home and show me,” you said not being able to help yourself as you started feeling all up on his abs even if they were covered by his shirt.

He licked his lips. “Yeah? Don’t worry I’ll show you as soon as we get home.”

You nodded and then kissed the underside of his jaw. Before you could start saying your goodbyes Andre and some of the other guys wanted to have another drink with him. So you hung out back, talking to your girls then got up to dance.

It didn’t take long for your ex to come slithering over to you. You weren’t sure what it would take so he’d finally leave you the fuck alone. How was he going to talk all that shit to anyone that would listen and then come on your birthday to act like you wanted anything to do with him.

He knew what this was. His management had been notified.

“Can I help you?” You asked turning around as he was making his attempt to dance against you.

“I just wanna talk,” he said with a laugh.

“And I’m not interested,” you replied.

“Why because your little boyfriends here? He don’t let you have friends?” He smirked, before reaching out to grab your hand.

You tried pulling your hand away again, only for him to keep his hold. “I’m so serious right now. Get the fuck out of my face.”

“Don’t be like that, Baby,” he said as he tried to grab your waist to bring you in, but you turned your head before he could kiss you.

“Get away from me you fucking weirdo!”

“Man, back the fuck off,” Chris said, finally come over to the two of you, pushing him off of you. “You know what, come on, Baby. Let’s go.”

“I didn’t even do shit. You need to back the fuck up.” He got closer, puffing his chest out.

“You need to back the fuck off. She keeps telling you to get the fuck away from her.” Chris of course wasn’t about to back down. Especially not when it came to you. You’d never seen him this mad before either.

The few times the two of you had fought, he’d always managed to keep a leveled head. Sure you could be a little brat. Yet he was really good at handling you so it never went further than pouting and stomping your feet. Usually he’d tell you to cut that shit out and you did because you couldn’t help it. He was your daddy and you wanted to listen to him.

But right now? With his eyes narrowed and jaw clenched. Seeing him all mad was kind of doing something for you. He looked kinda hot. Maybe it’s because he wasn’t mad at you.

He laughed. “You control her now? She can’t talk to who she wants?”

As the two of them went on before Andre was having to get in between, Chris ended up grabbing your hand to lead you out. It was kind of not lost on people that Captain America was arguing with a fucking rapper over a girl and people had pulled out their phones.

By the time the two of you made it to his car, he was gripping the steering wheel all tight as he tried to calm down. “Daddy?” You said softly, putting your hand on his shoulder.

He sat there for a minute before looking over at you. “Did you know he was coming?” He asked.

“No,” you answered. “Trina’s boyfriend told him.”

“Yeah? I don’t want you hanging out with Trina then.” Then he looked away, as if to say that was case closed. He knew better though. He knew that you talked back.

You raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“I will not have you hanging out with someone that puts you in situations like that,” he replied, keeping his eyes on the road. “Understand?”

“She don’t even do anything!” You protested. “It was her boyfriend!”

“Well, until Trina breaks up with her boyfriend,” he started, “you will not be hanging out with her.”

You furrowed your brows as your lips turned up into a frown. “That’s bullshit.”

“No. That was bullshit,” he replied, finally turning to you at the next stoplight. “And why didn’t you tell me he was there? You trying to be all sneaky. What would have happened if I decided to not go.”

“I didn’t even do anything!” You argued back. So much for him not being mad at you. You and Chris had only really argued once. It was the same as this time, about your ex. So you kind of got why he was so frustrated, but it’s not like you were entertaining it. He should know that. “What was I supposed to do?”

Was it wrong that the angry face he was making was still kind of making your mouth water. Why would you go back to your ex when your man made you horny even when he was mad at you.

“Text me! Call me! Tell me your fucking ex is there!” It was weird to hear him raise his voice, though.

“How should I know! You told me you were busy!” You felt yourself tearing up because even if it was hot you hated fighting with him and he was being a fucking dick. Also you wanted to hit something and this seemed like a better choice.

“When the fuck have I not answered your messages!”

The arguing kept going until he pulled up to his place where you pouted and crossed your arms. “I wanna go home!”

He rolled his eyes as he cut the engine and got out while you still hadn’t budged. When he looked back seeing that you were still in your seat, he came to your side of the door and opened it. “If you don’t get in the fucking house.”

“Take me home,” you replied.

“Get. Your. Ass. In the fucking house.”

“Take. Me. Home,” you replied, matching his tone. He bit his tongue as he chuckled before reaching across you to unbuckle your seatbelt. “Hey!”

He didn’t say anything as he grabbed you to throw you over his shoulder. You hit his back as he closed the door and carried you to the front door. “If you hit me again, I swear I’ll give you much worse than a fucking spanking.” Then he popped your ass once, twice, and then a third time once he slammed the front door.

“Ow!” You mewled as he kept doing it. “Stop!” You tried to reach behind to grab his hand, as if that would do anything.

“Move your fucking hand.” His Boston accent was suddenly out and thick, but you being you still didn’t listen. He set you on your feet before pushing you up against the wall. “Why you tryna make it worse for yourself.”

“Because you’re being an asshole.”

He moved you your ass was to him so he could lift your dress up over your ass before placing another smack. “I don’t think you want to piss me off anymore.”

You yelped trying to reach behind you to once again try to stop him. And once again all it did was piss him off as he ended up grabbing them with one hand so he could keep doing it either the other.

“If you don’t cut out the fucking attitude, I’ll do it for you. You fucking hear me?” He asked in your ear.

You lip trembled as you nodded. He shoved you down to your knees as he worked on undoing his pants so could pull his cock out.

“Need to learn some fucking manners,” he said, grabbing your hair as he held it out with his other hand. “Suck,” he demanded.

You nodded and opened your mouth. It’s not like during the whole thing your pussy hadn’t gotten soaked from the way he’d talked to you. Sure Chris he’d to put you in your place before, but it was never like this. Daddy was teaching you that he was boss and as bad as you wanted to argue back maybe you should just listen to him. He knew what was best for you.

Your mouth worked him up and down just the way he normally liked. Except this wasn’t normal. Instead he pulled you off of him so he could rub his balls against your face, spreading all the slobber you’d left.

“Think you can talk to me and fucking way like you’re fucking crazy,” he said as he shoved back in, holding you there even as you started to cough and sputter around him before finally letting up. “Need to remind you that I’m Daddy.”

Your eyes were getting all watery as he fucked your face before he pulled you off so he could spit on you. “Chris!” You whimpered.

“That’s not my fucking name,” he said, leaning down to tap your cheek. “What’s my fucking name?”

“Daddy,” you replied, shifting your hips, hoping you could angle your panties the right way so they’d relieve at least a little tension.

“That’s fucking better. That’s what I thought.” He grabbed your arm roughly to pull you up. Bending you over a little so your ass was in the air so he could slam into you.

You gasped, trying to reach back to get him to ease up as his cock stretched you out. “Daddy!” Normally before he’d impale you on his dick, he’d at least get you warmed up a little. This time your pussy was struggling to accommodate him. He was just so thick it felt like it was too much every time you took it. Fuck he felt so damn good. Why would you go back to your ex over this.

He grabbed your arm to push it behind your back. “If I have to tell you to move one more time, I’ll pull out right now and jack off all over your tits. I won’t let you come one time. You wanna spend all fucking night in handcuffs for being a stupid bitch.”

“No,” you cried. “I’m sorry.” Fuck your pussy was gushing. You know you shouldn’t feel like this. Hell a part of you still wanted to argue back, but he was so deep. How were you even supposed to think right now.

Right as you were on the brink of orgasm, he pulled out. Your hand still behind your back. He made you stand up straight. “See isn’t it better when you’re a good slut.” He smacked your tits before pinching your nipples as he started making you walk like this to the bedroom.

He barely gave you a moment when your ass went up in the air when he pushed you down on the bed. “Think I’d give this pussy up to anyone? This is my fucking pussy,” he said as he started again. “You’re my bitch.”

It wouldn’t be the first time he’d dirty talked you in bed, but he’d never called you a bitch before and fuck. There was something about the way it was leaving his lips only made you wanna back up into him. If he expected you to not talk back after this he had another thing coming. “Oh, god!” You squealed as your orgasm got closer. “Daddy, you’re gonna make me- ugh!”

He smacked your ass again. “You gonna cum for me?” He asked, leaning over you so he could grab your neck.

You nodded and moaned, trying to position your hips a certain way so he could keep hitting this spot inside you. “Daddy! I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum for me,” he said. “Fucking cum. Be a good bitch and cum for me.”

That’s when it was like this damn broke inside of you as you started squirting out. Your pussy forcing his dick out. His cock getting soaked from it. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

He turned you over and you backed up like you were afraid of what might happen. He didn’t give a shit. Even smirked when he caught you, spreading you out and to push his fingers in.

Still not completely passed the first orgasm this one hit you like a ton of bricks. Your back arching off the bed as he leaned down to suck nipples. “That’s it, Bitch,” he whispered as his fingers went to your clit so he could prolong it. “That’s it.”

Your body trembled as you did so. Not that he cared because he quickly pushed back into you. The way he fucked you made it clear he was searching for his own orgasm. Like he was using you to get off. For some reason that only made you want to cum for another time.

“You know what I should really show people you’re mine,” he said still slamming into you. “You’re getting your IUD removed, I wanna put a baby in you,” he said with a groan.

Ugh. You should have not tightened up around him like you did. Like you were waiting for it to happen right now. Or that for a brief moment you cursed yourself from not having had it removed already. Suddenly you wanted so badly for him to pump you full and not pull out until he was sure he’d given you his baby.

“Oh yeah I should have known a dirty little slut like you would want that,” he said. “Gonna let me get you pregnant?”

“Please, Daddy,” you begged. “I want it.”

“God you’re such a whore for me,” he laughed. “Let me get you pregnant just because I fucked you stupid.”

“I will.”

“Fuck,” he groaned loudly. “Yeah? Fucking slut.”

With that your third orgasm crashed on you. Pussy still managing to take him until he started to fill you up. His cum flooding into you as he pushed all the way in like he really was trying to fuck you pregnant.

He rolled off of you to pull you into his arms. Your chest heaving from. Body unable to move.

Chris kissed your forehead over and over again as you came down. “Are you okay?” He asked. “I know I usually don’t get that rough.”

You nodded, not even able to open your eyes. You were pretty sure he’d broken you. You don’t know how long you stayed like that. In his arms and barely coherent. Didn’t stop him from showering you with kisses.

“Daddy,” you whimpered and buried your head into his shoulder.

He chuckled. “That’s my girl. I’m sorry.”

“Me, too,” you replied.

“I wasn’t even mad at you. I just-“

You snapped up then to sit cross cross beside him. “What!”

“What?” He asked with a chuckle. “I saw you looking at me when me and him were arguing. I know that face you get. I just kept it going.”

Your jaw dropped. “So I was arguing with you for no reason!”

Chris laughed before scrunching up his nose. “Kinda.” Then he pulled you back down so he could kiss you again. “I’m sorry. I was acting!”

You glared up at him without saying anything and like the asshole he was he just kept laughing.

“Okay, okay, if it makes you feel better I still haven’t given you your birthday present. Or your cake.”

You rolled your eyes. “What flavor is it?”

“Red velvet.”

“Fine, but I get to smear it on your face and you can’t do anything about it.”

He cooed at you as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Aw, my little troublemaker’s trying to get fucked like a slut again.”

[giorno-plays-piano]

Soft and Supple

Pairing: wolf!Bucky Barnes x bunny!reader

Warnings: dubcon, breeding, some a/b/o references, dirty talk, degradation.

Words: 1317.

Summary: The Big Bad Wolf was going to get you this time.

P.S. Please don't even ask me why 😩😩

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“Where are you going, baby?”

You could feel him hovering over you from behind, his arms getting restless as he cupped your breasts, breathing in your neck - you could feel the airy touch of his lips on your gentle skin. That cocky bastard had the audacity to fondle you in broad daylight like some pervert! Desperately trying to get away from Bucky, a wolf living in the forest close to the market where you were heading to buy some food, you squirmed when he turned your head towards him to give you a heated kiss, silencing your protests.

If a stranger saw you, they would call for help, but you knew it was useless: first, no one would hear you deep in the woods; second, it wasn’t the first time Bucky was doing that to you, but he had never gone further from there, usually slapping your ass and letting you run away as fast as you could, mocking you with his whistling or yelling something dirty. It looked insane, but you felt it was his way to communicate - in the end, he was a wolf, and you were born a little, weak bunny. His instincts kicked in every time he saw you.

“I’m... I’m not y-your baby.” you mewled when he finally let go of your lips, grinning at you like a predator willing to play with its prey. “You have to stop it! We’re n-not some savages.”

“Yeah? Would you like me to eat you like a Big Bag Wolf should, baby?” his breath was warming your long bunny ear, and you giggled, unable to hide your reaction from him. “Don’t tell me you don’t wanna fuck, bunny girl. You’ve been wagging that sweet fluffy tail in front of me the whole time like a slut.”

Oh, he was really getting riled up today, you thought and glanced back at him, shaking a little: while he would manhandle you every time you passed through this part of the forest, Bucky had never forced you to have sex with him. It looked like he was barely holding on today, his long rock-hard cock rubbing against your ass.

“Bucky, please. I was just passing by.” You muttered when he lowered his lips to your neck, his sharp teeth scraping it a little and drawing a pained sigh from you.

Shit, his hand was quickly travelling down your stomach: he cupped your pussy through the fabric of your shorts, leaving a hungry kiss on your neck and making you shiver with want, your hormones raging, making it even harder to resist him. Nonono, you couldn’t do it, you couldn’t submit to that damn cocky wolf who had been harassing you for months and was really going to rape you this time. You had to get out and report him, make police issue a restriction order or something, anything to keep Bucky away...

“There are lots of paths through the forest, but every time you come to my house like a girl who can’t help herself, knowing what’s gonna happen.”

He already had you pinned against the wall, your basket dropped somewhere to the ground, but you could barely focus when the wolf grabbed your ears, pinching them between his calloused fingers and making you squirm like a pathetic little bunny you were. It’s your weak spot, those damn soft, overly sensitive ears Bucky kept massaging with his thumb, making your knees tremble. Shit, shit, shit, it’s so good when he’s doing that, it’s so good your pussy got wet in a couple of seconds.

“I’ve heard pretty bunnies like you can cum real hard from just a small tickling of their ears. That’s true, baby? You gonna cum for me?” He tainted you, his lips ghosting over yours when he stared you in the eyes, watching you giving him a cute little sob, your lower lip quivering.

You wanted to tell him to leave you alone, let you go and never do this again to you, but you couldn’t, you couldn’t say anything but mewl when he stroked your soft, fluffy ears, his rough hands playing with them so good it turned off your brain, your juices leaking to the point Bucky could see the stains on your shorts, getting hungry for more. He then massaged them harder, pressing his thumbs to the inner part of your long ears, punching them with his fingers, crumpling their ends until you let out a high-pitched moan all of a sudden and started cumming right in front of him, your eyes rolling back into your skull when you opened your mouth, showing the wolf your little bunny tongue.

“Shit. Didn’t know it was true.” He muttered at the sight of you, your knees trembling as you quickly slumped down, unable to keep yourself standing - your shorts had been so stained Bucky wondered if it were easier to just throw them away rather than make them presentable again. “Oh baby, we’re gonna have so much fun.”

He was going to knot you. Shit, he was going to get his knot so deep inside you that you’d cum just from it alone, dumb little baby who had been flaunting her pretty tail in front of him for so long, hoping he’d dick you down and fill you up real good. You didn’t even realize you had been in heat, but Bucky wasn’t angry at you: he knew his baby bunny was too dumb to admit she needed a good mate and a good fuck. Luckily, your hormones worked better than your brain, so you would pass in front of his house every time your little pussy throbbed, giving him a good look at you. Sure, you acted like you didn’t want it, a fucking tease, but Bucky knew what he needed to do.

It just took him a bit more time to reorganize the rooms: his own desperately needed a makeover since you’d share it with him soon enough, and the nursery had to be built from scratch. Dumb little bunny, you had no idea how hard it was for a wolf like him to keep calm, stopping himself from jumping at you the second you walked near his house. Bunnies like you wanted to fuck till they could no longer speak, but wolves like him had to take care of their families, providing for them so that their sweet little babies would live in a safe place and have food on the table. Bucky didn't blame you, though. You were his cute, dumb bunny who needed a strong and smart wolf like him to live a good life.

"Bu-Bucky." you squirmed when he took you in his arms, lifting your from the ground and barging in the house, getting straight up to the room he finished renovated just yesterday, a new comfy bed awaiting for you two. "We c-can't do that... What if I get pregnant?"

"Of course, you'll get pregnant after you milk my cock like a good bunny girl you are." he growled into your ear, stripping you of your clothes, watching your wet throbbing pussy asking for a cock when he started fingering you just in case your cunt wasn't loose enough to fit him all, his knot getting painfully big. "How many babies you gonna give me, huh? Three? Four? Maybe more if I knock you up well?"

When you tried talking some sense into him, putting your arm on his chest to keep him away but ending up softly caressing it, Bucky sent you a wolfish grin, bottoming you out in one thrust - he couldn't wait a second longer, his own instincts taking over him when he started fucking you into his bed, loosening your leaking cunt for his fat knot. Oh, your sweet bunny pussy was the best. He'd make sure he got you knocked up the first time he filled your cunt with his cum.

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Tags: @finleyjayne @alexakeyloveloki   ​@helenaeisenhower @villanellevi @hurricanerin @inlovewiththefictionalcharacters @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @navegandoaciegas @rosalynshields @brattycherubwrites @sllooney @angrythingstarlight @lookiamtrying @buckysbunny @soleil-dor @stargazingfangirl18 @dillybuggg @literate-lamb @cosicas-cuquis @sarge-barnes-sir @buckybarnesplumwhore @jaysayey @megzdoodle @gotnofucks @lux-ravenwolf @ximebebx @jeremyrennerfanxxxx123 @sourpatchspinster @iheartsebandchris

[lipstickbisous]

here’s a scene

let’s call it a penny for your thoughts...i wrote this thinking about chris but it can literally go for any guy

warning: face-fucking, smut 18+ MINORS DNI

it’s just another face fucking thing but i really wanna paint a picture. you’re on your knees and the carpet starting to burn, but his feet are planted right next to your legs. his knees are slightly bent while he moves his hips and thrusts his cock into your mouth. the tip barges into your throat and there’s drool slipping from the corners of your mouth--it’s hanging off of your chin, which is where his balls gently slap you. they tighten with every thrust, simultaneously sending chills down to your core. your fingers start to rub your pearl, but he slaps your arm harshly with a “don’t you even fucking think about it.” he’s holding you by the jaw, his lips were gently pursed while his mouth hangs open. his eyebrows are furrowed and he’s got a look in his eye that’s slightly frightening. “good girl” he’ll coo and his groans are the most pornographic sound ever. there are some things he says underneath his breath that you can’t hear like, “such a slut letting me fuck your throat raw like this”, “can’t believe i get to fuck your face like this”, “so fucking beautiful with a cock down your throat sweetheart.” the drool drops onto the carpet and forms a puddle. he pulls himself from your mouth and bends you down, ignoring the pain in your back, and presses your face against the puddle while stroking his length. “how does it feel, honey? how’s it feel to be your daddy’s slut?” he’ll let you garble out a small moaned, “good, daddy,” before pressing the tip of his cock to the back of your throat again. 

idk ig i’ll tag some moots: @cloudystevie @brattycherubwrites @bearbear0923 @babyyhoneyydarling @honeyloverogers @honeysucklesteve

[stardustedangel]

A Quiet Love

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pairing || bucky barnes x fem!reader

word count || 1.4k

summary || bucky never felt wanted, never felt loved, but that all changed once he met you ; do not repost my work

warnings || fluff

author’s note || i loved writing this!! it put me in a really good mood so i hope you all enjoy muah <33

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Bucky rarely talked to anyone, with the exception of Steve. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, it was just more along the lines of where would he start? He didn’t know the team half as well as Steve did and he could see in their eyes that they were hesitant and cautious when he was around. It made him feel unwanted and unloved.

But that was before you.

Bucky had met you when you had joined the team due to your extensive knowledge in all things science and technology. He never really saw you besides the time you were introduced to the team. You were all smiles and all laughter—everything that Bucky had not been used to. And when two had made eye contact and you tossed him one of your gorgeous smiles, Bucky was quick to look away and try to keep the blush from rising up his neck.

He didn’t know what it was about you, but you captivated him. Entranced him. You made an empty silence feel full. He needed to get to know you more, but he just wasn’t confident enough for that. You looking at him made him feel things that he’s not sure he’s truly ever felt. Thankfully, you had enough courage to share between the both of you to go out of your way to get to know the super soldier who had caught your eye.

It started with small things at first. Sometimes you’d make coffee and pour some for Bucky, sliding it over the counter with a small smile on your face that Bucky returned with a rather blank look. When you both happened to be at the gym at the same you’d bring him a cold water bottle and a towel before quickly going off to do your own workouts. It was things like this that you never brought much attention to. You didn’t want to make some of these things a big deal and make Bucky uncomfortable, and Bucky truly did appreciate it. You always did these things quietly and reserved. In some of those moments, Bucky wished that you would break the silence at times when he was too afraid to.

And after a couple of months of these small gestures, you finally did.

Bucky and you were in the lab sitting beside each other, His body faced forward while yours was faced towards his body working on his arm after a kong mission the team had just come back from. A section of his arm was open up while you took different tools to his arm, making sure everything was in order. When you had spoken to Bucky, he almost hadn’t heard it. He looked towards you with furrowed eyebrows and eyes sparkled with confusion. He asked you to repeat your questions and you did without meeting his eyes.

“I just asked if you were upset.” You continued to work on his arm, eyes gazing up to attempt to look up at him, but you refrained from doing so.

“What makes you ask that,” Bucky mumbled out back towards you.

“You just,” you trailed off as your arms left his arm and your eyes looked up to meet his, “I don’t know. You just seem different today. Mad? Frustrated? I don’t know.” Bucky broke eye contact and you started closing up the panel of his arm.

“You noticed all that just from sitting with me?” Bucky’s tone was light and contrasted to how you’ve heard him speak to anyone else.

The corners of your mouth lifted slightly, “I notice you all the time, Bucky.”

Once the panel was closed and you could hear the whirring of the gears in his arms, your brain had finally caught up to what you just told Bucky.

“Not like that! That sounds weird. I just realized how weird and creepy that sounded—”. You were cut off by the smile Bucky threw at you and sighed in relief.

Bucky got up from his chair and headed out the door, but not before calling out your name. You looked at him with those same sparkling eyes that you gave him the first day you met.

Bashfully Bucky spoke, “I notice you a lot, too.” And with that, he left the lab and also left a beaming smile on your face and eyes full of hope.

Ever since that day in the lab you and Bucky have been gradually spending more time together and growing closer. Quickly growing from friends to lovers over the next couple of months. The time you both spent together was always so quiet and intimate that no one ever really seemed to notice the two of you running off during the day to see each other. Sometimes there were off days where no other members of the team could find the two of you but just left their thoughts to be pure curiosity and speculation. Little did they know that on those days if they really tried to find either of you, they’d find the two of you cozied up sharing any and everything about each other.

Steve was the first to notice. Of course, he was. He could read Bucky like a book and could see he’s been happier, and the only conclusion he could come to was you. You made him happy and it was easy for Steve to tell. And when he saw the two of you on the balcony late at night exchanging whispers and small laughs, Steve was grateful that someone like you had come into their lives. Had come into Buckys more specifically.

It didn’t take long after Steve for the rest of the team to realize what was going on between you and Bucky. It started to become more and apparent the harder you both started to fall for each other. You couldn’t keep your eyes off each other. It didn’t matter where or what the circumstance was—anyone could see the longing gazes the both of you shared.

Then they noticed the lingering touches. The way your fingers would linger longer than needed when passing a cup of coffee, or the way that Bucky’s arm would graze your waist when he gently moved past you. Maybe things became ever more obvious when on movie night you had fallen asleep and your head had landed on Bucky’s shoulder and he simply brought you closer, making sure a blanket covered you and you were comfortable against him. Maybe it was the time Bucky was reading a book on the couch and you bounded over to him, lifting his arms to settle your head on his lap before proceeding to fall asleep. The smile that made its way to Bucky’s face said everything that needed to be heard.

Nobody ever brought these exchanges they’ve noticed to either of you, scared that if anyone said anything you both would feel uncomfortable and maybe these touches would cease. Seeing someone like Bucky be in love was a sight to see and something that no one wanted to take away, being able to put together that this was the happiest that he’s been in years.

The love you two shared was incomparable to anything Bucky or you had ever felt. Just being in each other’s presence made your belly warm and your chest flutter. Much didn’t need to be said between the two of you to say how much you loved each other, but god if you guys didn’t love saying it. Between small talks and passionate kisses, the words always rolled off of your tongues. It always felt right to Bucky—being with you and exchanging words like they were a sermon. He could never keep anything of himself from you. And nothing was ever prompted from you. You never wanted to pry into Bucky’s head. Never wanted to make him feel like others had, but Bucky had no problem letting you in onto every aspect of himself.

Bucky was yours and you were his. You both felt infinitely entwined with each other. To think that before you Bucky felt lonely and unloved, and now with you by his side he feels like people could take and take from him, but he’d still feel full. He’d still feel loved. He’d still feel like Bucky. And he had you to thank for that. No one else would ever make the two of you feel like the other had. It was an unspoken love that would be written in the stars. A love that the two of you would never grow old of. A quiet type of love.

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(send me an ask if you want to be added <3)

[cloudystevie]

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

hi! this is my first time make a reading list so i’ll see if i like it or not lol. this is everything i’ve read in the past 2ish weeks i believe? and i will be reblogging all these fics because reblogs are important!!!! ill be tagging those under ‘fic recs’ and what i would normally add in the reblog will be added here! if that makes sense! i think ill still be playing around with aesthetics and stuff so this might not be a consistent theme yet- okay i done rambling go read all these amazing fics!!!!

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ steve rogers ♛

↳ little scripta manet by @fangirlovestuff

this was just so? i loved it so much?? i an a sucker for friends to lovers tropes and normally i dont read angst (unless it has a happy ending because im sensitive skskdk) but this was the most perfect amount and i loved it!!! im so glad u found muse off my moodboard and u are so incredibly talented <3

↳ clench by @kleohoneyao3

i love the way you characterize steve so much!! he’s always the most perfect dom lol- i would also be highly embarrassed if he could feel my puthy throbbing while i sat on his lap lolll

↳ a compromise by @steebsbabygirl

bestie? this was so good i cry and sob how dare you??? i am a slut for thigh riding and steve and daddy steve so this was just... perfection <3 its so so so amazing especially for ur first smut!!!! i hope u write more😋

↳ cupid draw back your bow and let your arrow go by @chrisevansgoodgirl

you are so incredibly talented im always in awe when i read your writing!!! this was as always >>> top tier and i loved every second of it!

↳ everyday is valentine’s day with you by @steebsbabygirl

steeb crying make me sad i sob he is good boyfriend i want i cry <3

↳ 1-800-i love u by @brattycherubwrites

ugh ugh ugh i sob so hard!!! rosie u are so talented and i love your writing style so much ik i say this everytime but i’m always blown away by your aesthetic this was so so so good!!

↳ pretty little slut by @the-iceni-bitch

wow this was so good i just... stared at my ceiling for a little while tbh i love steve and i loveee mean possessive steve skjdkdkd

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ andy barber ♛

↳ red handed by @honeyloverogers

this was so fucking cute and hilarious and jacob being absolutely mortified sent me skdkkdkd ive never smoked weed before so idk what a bad trip is like but this was hilarious and i lub daddy andy lol

↳ rule breaker by @nony-bear

oh my god oh my god oh my god- daddy andy is so dkfjkwjflskkdksjd he’s all strict and stern and then the soft aftercare ugh i die

↳ golden hour by @devilsbaby-doll

ugh this was so soft and i love andy and i love u so obviously this was ... top tier amazing 10/10 loved it its my comfort fic <3

↳ just for mrs. barber by @donutloverxo

i just love ur writing so much and this was so so so good!!! grumpy andy not wanting to make friends with anyone (tbh same lol) but buying you a house because u asked for one?? sugar daddy???? i die <3

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ ransom drysdale ♛

↳ nothing to be ashamed of by @dadplease

waaaaa me loves ur fics so much they are so comforting and i love soft ransom because me is also scared of the dark lolll

↳ rouse by @stargazingfangirl18

no one will ever write ransom as top tier as u do. nothing more to add. i loved this and read it a million times kskskks

↳ those three words by @chrissquares

ughhh ransom being ransom and being love but still not wanting to say the L word first so he thinks hes slick 😫 i luv this so so so much!!!!!!

↳ white lace by @chrissquares

wowowowowowowowoowowoowfuckfuckshitshufuckfuckcufkcwowomg im——— speechless no words just horny ransom wowowoowow i wanna suck his cock :(((

↳ hop by @devilsbaby-doll

daddy ransom 🥺🥺🥺 this was so fucking hot i love this so much wowowowoowowowoowowoww i malfunction

↳ new man by @worksby-d

i love boyfriend ransom so much its not even funny and i knowww hed be a complete little bitch about it like u wrote skfjkdkd

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ chris evans ♛

↳ take it all off by @angrythingstarlight

ughhhhhh i die this was so fucking good i love it and i know hes such a competitive insatiable little shit this was so fucking gooddd i luv

↳ daddy! chris blurb- cookie jar by @honeychicanawrites

bitch i would turn into an oscar winning actress too the fuck??? i love ur daddy chris i think ur the first person that made me fall in love with him so of course like always top tier blurb <3

↳ playing cute by @afriendlyblackhottie

as always this was so fucking good i love ur smuts they are genuinely my favourite!!!! unbeatable and i love everything u post!!! this was so fucking filthy i love it skksks

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ frank adler ♛

↳ in like by @afriendlyblackhottie

once again i fucking love ur smut and frank is just so hot to me on another love i cant explain so of course u write him and i explode lol <3

↳ the franks by @fineanddandy

ive never read anything like this before and it was so good!!! i love the ‘other person being jealous’ thing and this was just >>>> baby daddy frank is so hot i cant breathe

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ ari levinson ♛

↳ favourite gift by @stargazingfangirl18

ugh i love ari hes criminally underrated imo and this was so good!!! so soft and just perfect ugh i die i love him <3

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

♛ stucky ♛

↳ candy hearts by @honeyloverogers

LITTLE STUCKY IS SO FUCKING CUTE IM YELLINGGGGG bucky would absolutely be the level headed one and steve would definitely be the most excited little baby who cant hold any secrets ughhhhhhh i luv this so much i cant even put it into words <3

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

[roamwithahungryheart]

Well, here it is - the first edition of Smutty Sunday!

Thank you to everyone who submitted stories this week, hopefully there's a little something for everyone! 😉

Usual warnings apply. Please, 18+ ONLY

Without further ado...enjoy! See you next week x

RANSOM DRYSDALE

SACRILEGE / @the-iceni-bitch

THE PLEASURE AND THE CERTAINTY / @the-iceni-bitch

ANDY BARBER

MOMENT'S SILENCE / @syntheticavenger (Bonus Frank Adler)

NOW YOU KNOW / @navybrat817

EVERYTHING YOU DO / @kleohoneyao3

CLOSE YOUR EYES, GIVE ME YOUR HAND / @the-iceni-bitch

WOULD YOU LIKE SOME COMPANY? (SERIES) / @shelbileelee

EVERYTHING YOU DO / @kleohoneyao3

RED FANTASY / @bluemusickid

LOVING TOUCH / @stargazingfangirl18

TOUCHING YOURSELF / @happygowriting

STEVE ROGERS

DIRE CONSEQUENCES / @bluemusickid

INVISIBLE INK / @navybrat817 (Bonus Bucky Barnes)

MORNING LIGHT / @drabblewithfrannybarnes-archives

BEG ME / @jobean12-blog

DAYDREAMING / @ozarkthedog

SAM WILSON

CLUBS AND THINGS / @marvelmaree

A LITTLE FUN / @whiskey-cokenfanfic

SUGAR / @mxsamwilson

BUCKY BARNES

DESSERT / @buckybarnes101

WISH UPON A STAR / @celestialbarnes

PLAYGROUND / @nsfwsebbie

LOSING YOU / @drabblewithfrannybarnes

CHRIS EVANS

LIQUID COURAGE / @wintersoldier1989

CAMPING FOR TWO / @theycallmebecca

DISTRACT ME WITH YOUR LIPS / @angrythingstarlight

IS POLO-SEXUAL A THING? / @bluemusickid

LOG OFF / @labella420

THE FLUFFER / @punani

FOR THE HELL OF IT / @syms-things-5

HENRY CAVILL

I WOULD DO IT AGAIN (SERIES) / @foodieforthoughts

BLUE / @littlefreya

SUGAR, SUGAR / @keanureevesisbae

FRANKIE MORALES

TELLTALE HEART / @astroboots

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[matchamorphosis]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐨𝐩

。゜♡ ゜・♡ 。 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 | 🍭 | 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 。♡・゜♡゜。

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 || you’ve been a good girl all day, and as the rules follow good girls deserve their treats.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 || mob!daddy!ari levinson × little![black//woc]fem!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 || smut, porn with no fucking plot

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 || 1.5K ➳ 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 || @firefly-graphics

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || 18+ nsfw; ddlg dynamics, daddy kink, degradation, crying kink, slapping mention (harmless slap dw) blowjob, dirty talk, slight dumbification 18+ CONTENT - MINORS DNI

𝐰. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 || i wrote this after I finished my assignments cause I was h-word so I hope you sweet cherubs enjoy! muah! enjoy reading! 💗

+ p.s || do not repost, republish or plagiarize my work on any other fanfic platform such as: wattpad, ao3, tumblr, etc or steal my work all together. do so and i will rip your spine from your scumy asshole and shove it down your talentless throat. ♡♡♡  

“yeah that’s it, suck that fuckin dick. you like that don’t you? like havin your brat hole stuffed with Daddy’s cock, huh?”

the filth streaming out from Ari’s mouth smooth and seamlessly as the cigar smoke he exhaled. pushing the burning ash of his cigar against the tray, the stain of your pink lipgloss against the white paper visible in the golden bulbs of his office.

forgetting he asked you a question, you gurgle something in response. mouth too stuffed with the thickness of his dick to say anything coherent but you don’t mind the fauxly sympathetic cooes and the head pats Ari gives you. saying under the gravely tone of his breath how his dumb little girl can’t think straight when she’s stuffed with him.

it makes the slickness of your cunt increase with each slurp you have at his tip, his groans and hisses in approval. it’s been a while with you in this position, your knees digging into the softness of the expensive Persian carpet but you don’t complain. you love nights like this, when he’s stuck in his office doing stacks of paperwork and only you can have the power to pull him away from the stress of it all.

of course Ari likes it too, he gets to treat his princess to whatever she wants because she’s been a good girl for him while he’s been preoccupied with work. de-stressing and relaxing while his princess takes the workload off his shoulder with every lick and suck of her kitten tongue and soft lips. Ari is a serious man that follows a strict set of guidelines, the following of those golden requirements have their perks.

well... they applied only if you’ve been good— which you have been all day!

in Ari’s, Daddy’s, rulebook: good girls get rewarded. designer clothes, runway bags, nights out in the city— sweet little treats for you to enjoy. as a good girl you were being rewarded with a very special treat.

it wasn’t the promise of going out to the boutique tomorrow or a wad of cash you could spend on anything but something else and both options didn’t compare to this treat because let’s make it clear—

you’re a sucker for your Daddy’s lollipop.

it shows in the way you’re bobbing your head up and down, licking the long length of his hard cock with the tip of your tongue. fingers rubbing sensual and sloppy circles against his tighten balls, all while you enjoyed the symphony of groans and moans that erupts from your daddy’s mouth.

Ari glances down to your eyes, your pretty lashes crumpled together from your tears. crying those pretty tears for his cock with each thrust he shoves, all because of him and damn does he get harder when you shed more. typical for you to cry over his dick but fuck did it not bother you one bit as you take him deeper into your mouth. still looking up at him with those pretty starlight eyes that shine their innocent radiance.

“Daddy asked you a question, princess. come on, you can still blab your bratty mouth with my dick stuck in it.”

it has you sliding your tongue up his shaft until it rests on his bountiful tip, licking the slit leaking with salty perfume in thought. “yes Daddy, I love your cock in my mouth. I can’t live without it,” the voice that excludes past your lips wrapped around his member muffled yet he was able to hear every sloshed word.

“yeah Daddy fuckin knows you do. go on pretty girl, keep makin a mess on my dick,” it makes him lazily smirk when you bob your head up and down to respond to him, god you’re so fucking hot.

leaning his back against the leather of his office chair, thick muscles of his firearms and biceps folded behind his head to enjoy the show before him. watching his little princess taking him deeper down her little throat but making one mistake.

“nah ah, fuck! look up at me princess, look up. eyes on me when you take your treat,” you follow your eyes from the base of his cock, traveling them up the trail of chest hair from his lower muscles abdomen to his bare chest. “let Daddy see his pretty crybaby suckin’ his fat cock, don’t make me fuckin’ repeat myself,”

although your eyes still latch on the shiny silver pendent gleaming in the golden light of his office. oh how that chain and pendant rested in between your teeth as he thrusted his cock deep in you till you felt him in your belly the other night.

suffocated in the heat of summer nights that led to endless fucking, the evidence stained on the silk sheets. although the slap of his large hand against you peach cheek awakens you from your dreamy reverie.

not too soft but not too hard, a warning that you dared not to ignore.

with that you latch sight of his half lid eyes, a storm brewing in those hues that almost make you stop sucking on his girth. the cloudy blueness in his summer borne hues shaded a much darker aura, shading much darker as you hallow your cheeks and sucker harder around his member. batting your lashes as you continue to take him further into your mouth while taking in the sight of his head thrown back and his mouth agaped.

the series of grunts and moans to his hand to come down to pull you off his dick, not knowing why. you thought that you were treating and taking care of your daddy real good as you played with him. glancing down at the carpet beneath you as you sit on your knees, poignant demeanor catching Ari’s attention, causing him to slowly smile.

taking in your glossy pout that was centimeters away from his standing cock, wrapping his large hand gently around her chin, lifting your head up so you could look up at him.

“Daddy was about to cum princess, you were gonna get your special treat too early and we can’t have that now can we? daddy just gave you his lollipop.” his thumb glides against your bottom lip, slicked with your spit and his pre-cum.

the silent command to open your mouth follows, obediently parting your lips so you can take his thumb and suck on it. “good little slut,”

wrapping your own hands around his wrist, you perk your lips around his thick digit. swirling your tongue around his thumb, with that you can see his cock twitching. bringing a darker shade of red with a glossier tip leaking and dripping more pre-cum down his shaft. “there we go baby. suck Daddy’s thumb like you do with his cock. good girl,”

Ari’s praise and the sinful sight of his hard standing cock has you rubbing your thighs together in need. whining around his thumb because you need to put your mouth back on him even when it’s torturing your cunt when he isn’t buried in you. although it seems that wish will soon be granted when Ari take his thumb out of your mouth with a swift pop! before wrapping his single hand around your neck.

“stick your tongue out for Daddy,” he grunts, the pressure of his fingers around your throat tightening a slight but still leaving room for you to breathe.

immediately you obey, sticking your tongue flat out and he darkly smiles while taking his cock in his hands. slapping his cock across your face before letting it tap against your tongue. moaning as the salt of his pre-cum hits your tongue, you wan to savor it in your mouth but Ari tsks at you when he notices.

“nah ah, baby. keep that tongue out for me, Daddy’s turn to play with that mouth. smile for Daddy princess, smile for me,” and you smile that million dollar smile that everyone talks in love with all while he smacks the tip of his cock against your tongue.

“nasty girl, such a dirty slut for her Daddy.” the slaps of his cock against your tongue stops but you’re too quick to have your mouth on him. his hands gripping your jaw roughly, his thumb and fingers pressing against your cheeks causing your lips to perk.

“wait wait wait- did I fucking tell you that you could have my cock yet?” his words sharp and willing to cut but he takes mercy upon those bambi eyes and those marshmallow tears.

“you want this princess?” Ari gestures as he takes his cock in his rough hands, he’s so sensitive that even his own touch causes him to bite his bottom lip.

“yes Daddy, I need it Daddy,” you whimper while nodding your head up and down.

it’s almost pathetic, Ari reflects but he rethinks that thought.

it’s indeed so pathetic how you were craving and yearning for his cock even when you were making out with it seconds prior. but damn did Ari love to tease you till you were in tears, so close but not given permission to run your tongue over your treat, trace all the veins bulging and pumping for their desire of your mouth—

if one thing was true is that you were a messy and desperate slut, but you were his messy a desperate slut — and you couldn’t look anymore hot when you’re sitting pretty on your knees in between his spread thighs.

“you need what princess?” Ari throws, that same hand that’s been gripping your face falls down to take its rightful place around your throat. bellowing voice low in his throat but you aren’t gonna let him intimidate you from finally getting your reward.

“my lollipop Daddy,” you perk dumbly, Ari secretly loving how you’re slowly going stupid for him as you lick your lips and he squeezes the sides of your neck while you’re midway through talking.

“you’re lollipop? i’m not so sure princess, is it your lollipop or my lollipop?” Ari questions, playing dumb to those furrow bros and pout of yours. that single thumb that you sucked earlier tracing those tears.

“yes Daddy it is mine, it’s only mine. my lollipop, cause i’ve been a good girl today,” you plead, those bambi eyes melting his heart like they always do.

“a good girl?”

“you’re good girl,” you correct and in response you see the softly dark twinkle in his eyes re-emerge.

silently, you lean your mouth towards his cock. kissing the white dewdrop of pre-cum that has been dripping down the thick vein of his shaft. hearing your daddy’s groan in approval, you continue to press your sloppy open mouth kisses until you reach his weeping crown. dipping the tip of your tongue in the thick coat of his salty brim, giving the fat head a delicate kitten lick.

“yeah lick that, lick Daddy’s cock pretty girl. it’s yours, all yours. your lollipop,” smiling to yourself as you wrap your mount around the tip and swirl your tongue around it.

enjoying the string of sweet moans and raspy sighs you get from your Daddy, both of you enjoying your reward. cause you’re a sucker for his lollipop and he’s a sucker for your mouth.

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[giorno-plays-piano]

Promise he kept

Pairing: orc!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: past non-con, general filth, some fluff, pregnancy, size kink, kidnapping.

Words: 1k

Summary: Your orc husband loves taking care of his pregnant wife.

P.S. I actually wanted to write pure fluff, but orc!Bucky decided otherwise 🤷‍♀️ Some super unrealistic biology included too ahaha

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"Open your mouth, sweetheart."

You gave the orc a pouty face, and he chuckled at you, bringing a spoon with soup he had cooked for you to your lips.

"Come on. You're gonna be a good girl for me and eat well, aren't you?" He murmured softly, and you finally submitted, opening your mouth and letting your orc husband to feed you. "That's right, baby. Just like that. You have to finish the bowl if you wanna be healthy and strong."

Rolling your eyes, you took the spoon with deliciously smelling broth again, Bucky cooing at you gently as you let him feed you, his other hand on the back of your neck, helping you hold your head while you stayed in bed.

"You treat me like a kid, honey." You said, pouting before Bucky had a chance to stuff your mouth once more, and your orc let out a laugh.

"No, I treat you like an orc mommy who's gonna give birth to my sweet little kid soon."

Putting a spoon to your mouth, he made you take the soup again, but by the next minute the bowl was empty, and you finally relaxed, savoring the taste and watching your man cutting peaches with his bowie knife, the juice running down his large, work-weary hands. Despite you puffing up your cheeks, you actually loved when he was doing this to you, treating you like the biggest treasure he had ever possessed. No one cared about you as much as your sweet orc husband.

Oh, it didn't start easy, of course. When he kidnapped you, a travelling magician, you were horrified by his barbaric behavior and raw power he wielded, unaffected by all your charms and curses. Locking you up in the house he built in the middle of a forest, he made sure you knew your duties: Bucky kept stuffing your cunt with his seed till your virgin pussy became sloppy and loose, just up to his liking. Every day after he came home he was spending hours fucking you into his large bed, emptying his balls into your womb and then having fun with your mouth and ass. Bucky was insatiable, but he taught you so much about pleasure you knew your pussy would start aching if he didn't pump his cock milk inside you every day.

Of course, soon your belly became all fat and round just like your barbaric orc husband wanted to. He was ecstatic when it started to show you were pregnant with his child, kissing your belly and even talking to it as if the child growing inside you could hear him. Oh, Bucky loved it. He wanted nothing more but to make you a fat orc mama with a huge soft ass and cow breasts full of milk. It was already decided he'd knock you up after you give birth to your baby, especially since your sex drive grew much higher after you got pregnant.

"Open your mouth, darling." Kissing you on the lips, Bucky then softly put a slice of fresh, juicy peach onto your kitten tongue, lovingly watching you chew the ripe fruit. "You're so good to me today. After you're finished with your meal you gonna have a nap, and then we'll be loosing up your pregnant pussy, alright, sweetheart?"

Ooh, loosing you up, that's how he called it. Bucky had told you that orc babies could be quite bigger than human ones, and he wanted you to be well-prepared to it, meaning each day he kept pounding into your womb till you were softly crying from pleasure. You weren’t sure if his words were true, but it didn’t matter as long as your orc fucked your brains out, making you a mewling mess beneath him.

"Why not now? I wanna have your cock now." You kept being naughty, making your husband smirk and softly touch your round belly with his huge, warm hand, your mood instantly getting better from all his touches and kisses.

"Na-ah, darling. I know all you want is a filthy, nasty sex, but you gotta be a good mama and rest. Maybe then I'll eat you out and play with that sweet ass of yours, too."

Shit, it sounded perfect, you really missed having his monster cock in your ass. Your mouth watered. Finally, maybe it was worth the wait?

"Alright, but I want you to lay with me when I'll be napping." You huffed, tugging his loincloth and making your orc husband return to bed where you laid; soon he was tenderly caressing your bulging belly and brushing the hair out of your face.

Watching him smile, you left a kiss on his nose and snuggled closer against his monstrous form, comfortable with him around and happy he decided to stay. Now it was hard to believe you were so repulsed by Bucky once he captured you, thinking he was a filthy animal who wanted nothing but keep raping you till your body broke, so he would throw you out after that. Now even the thought seemed ridiculous. Turned out, Bucky was a way more considerate husband than many humans you knew. Each day by his side was bringing you lots of joy as you basked in his love, behaving like a spoiled child but still being treated like some princess, a treasure, someone your orc valued more than himself. You had no idea something like that was actually possible.

“I love you.” You muttered while cupping your husband’s face, and Bucky smiled from ear to ear, basking in the warmth of your body. 

He kept caressing your hair as you were slowly falling asleep, feeling safe and happy in your orc’s arms, knowing your child will be loved and cherished by the both of you. Murmuring words of love into you ear, Bucky stayed close to you just as he promised, adoring your sleeping form.

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[lipstickbisous]

fucking racists

block @/notyourboyfriendma

yasssss i love getting racists in my inbox. i can appreciate, however, they didn't come through anon. only this is the point. i'm not trying to compare one racism against another--it's all racism. i'm not saying asian people have it worse or the other way around, and it's been more than one bad year!! 1871 and there were massacres before that.

as i said in the post, don't tell me what it is and isn't racist against asians if you're not asian.

just educate yourself before coming into my inbox and calling me racist. and i'm very well aware you're calling me a pow (person without papers) which means not only are you racist, but you're xenophobic as well!!

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[donutloverxo]

Hi Berry! Do you have any Andy/Ransom writers recs? I used to read on safari all the time but since i started using the app i lost track! Thank u

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Sorry if I missed any! Happy reading ❤❤

[stardustedangel]

Anything?

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pairing || steve rogers x fem!reader

word count || 838

summary || steve had ignored you for a week and you in turn ignored him. how would end up making it up to you?

warnings || fluff, hurt/comfort?, suggestive

author’s note || just a drabble that i truly feel iffy on :/ i hope it’s enjoyable ://; do not repost my work

*gif does not belong to me*

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Steve walked into your apartment after texting you he was coming over. When he had sent the text he was surprised when all he had seen in return was Read. It wasn’t like you to not respond to him, especially when you would usually send an influx of hearts and sweet messages, showing how eager you were to have him over. He was even more confused when he wasn’t met with your body charging at him to pull him into an embrace—legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck, placing sweet kisses on his face. Before he knew it a frown was pasted on his lips and his brows were furrowed.

After discarding his shoes and jacket, he made his way to your office, the only room that was shown to have any presence of you in it. He knocked on the door hesitantly before walking in. Steve saw you sitting at your desk typing away on your laptop. You didn’t pay Steve any mind when he walked in, only letting out a soft sigh when you were made aware of his presence.

“Hey baby,” he said to you from the doorway.

You didn’t respond to him. The furrow set between Steve’s brows deepened further with the lack of attention you were giving him. He walked to your desk, standing beside you, peering down at you before he opened his mouth to speak again.

“Baby, is everything okay?”

You again chose to ignore him. You could’ve chosen to tell Steve what the problem was, let him know that he’s been ignoring you all week and you were fed up with it, but god was being a brat more fun.

Steve moved till he was directly behind you. He’d find some way to get your attention. He placed his chin on the crown of your head and traced his arms up and down yours. A small smile made its way to his face when he noticed the small shiver in response to his touch. Steve moved his head to lean down and started to place kisses on your neck. They started off light and sweet.

“Why are you ignoring me,” he placed a few more kisses onto your skin, “did I do something?” He started to mark your skin up lightly, placing kisses over the small marks he was making.

You scoffed at his question and roughly pulled your head away from him. You wiped at your neck annoyed and went back to typing with a little more vigor in your fingers. Anyone could hear your annoyance with how hard you were pressing the keys. Steve not even knowing why you were upset started to make you more sad and upset. Was the attention you were begging for earlier in the week not blatantly obvious?

The frown was brought back to Steve’s face. He quickly spun your chair around to face him and caged you in with his arms on the arms of the chair. He looked down at you and you met his stare with a blank, disinterested look on your face.

“What has gotten into you?”

You bit your lip and crossed your arms over your chest. Well, this isn’t fun anymore, you thought to yourself. You tried to turn your head away from Steve, but he quickly caught your chin in between his fingers softly and kept you facing him.

“Seriously, what did I do?”

“Well you’ve ignored me this whole week so I thought it was appropriate to give you a taste of your own medicine,” you gave him a sarcastic grin before it quickly fell.

The pieces in Steve’s mind all fell together and his heart swiftly shattered into pieces when he realized how much of an ass he had been the whole week and he beat himself up over the fact that he couldn’t even realize until now. Steve’s dropped to his knees in front of you—his hands gripping your waist and his eyes peering into yours with those soft blues that you loved looking at.

“I’m so sorry. Everything has slipped my mind this week. I didn’t mean to ignore you I’ve just been so-”

“Busy,” you finished for him, “yeah I know I just wanted to at least spend a little time with you,” you mumbled out to him shyly.

He grabbed your hands and brought them up to his face. “Well you have me here now,” he kissed your hands, “I’ll do anything you want to do. I wanna show you how sorry I am and let you know it’ll never happen again.”

“I believe you,” you told him adoringly.

Steve gave you a beaming smile, “So what do you want, doll,” he continued his ministrations on your bare thighs, “anything.”

“Anything,” there was a small lift in your voice. You gasped when Steve nipped the inside on your thigh. You could feel his smirk grown on your skin.

“Well, I have a few ideas,” you said breathlessly.

“I think we might have the same ones, sweetheart.”

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[cloudystevie]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  thank you guys so much for 4k followers! i don’t even know how to express my appreciation for all of you that interact with me but i’m so thankful for all my moots and friendships i’ve made even if we don’t talk much. and i genuinely don’t know where i’d be without any of you or tumblr🥺💗✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  in honour of 4k i decided to host a writing challenge! usually i would do a sleepover but i’ve always wanted to do a writing challenge so i decided to just go for it! ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  this is my mob au writing challenge! (thank you to my wifey @cherrychris for providing clarity with ideas! love u!) ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* rules + guidelines!  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ALL ENTRIES MUST BE MOB AU

you can write for chris or any of his characters!

anyone can join however you must be 18+ please respect this rule!

can be nsfw or sfw however please ensure to tag all warnings appropriately! no bestiality, pet play, incest etc. if you are unsure please send me an ask to clarify <3 as far as dark fics go: dub-con is okay, please no non-con or explicit rape!

do not have to be following me!

reader insert or oc! whatever you wanna write!

please add a keep reading before or after the first 300 words should your word count surpass that!

i will try my hardest to read and reblog every single fic however i reserve the right not to reblog a fic!

use the tag #cs4kwritingchallenge and tag me in your entry! <3

‘deadline’ is may 30th 2021 but if you need more time that’s okay!

have fun and be creative with it! i’m really looking forward to reading the fics and i hope people join🥺💗

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* tagging some moots no pressure! ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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[roamwithahungryheart]

One week ago, I asked a friend if it would be worth joining AO3. I’d always been curious about it, I’ve heard good things from my own real-life writers’ circles, so I thought ‘why not take the leap?’

This morning I woke up to find 100 kudos on my account.

I know it may not seem like a big deal to most people, but for me, it is.

 I read a comment this morning that said:

‘Kudos isn’t about statistics, it’s about the emotional connection to the material.’

Friends, I’ve been sharing my work online for 11 years (yikes!) and it’s been both a fun journey and a learning curve. In that time, I’ve honed my craft, I’ve been published, but most importantly I’ve met so many amazing writers. The online writing community is a wild, weird and wonderful place. I’ve read stories that have gripped me, shocked me, made me laugh, made me cry, made me seriously envious of other people’s skills...I could go on.

I’ve seen so many posts recently about how the online writing community is dwindling. There are so many wonderful writers who aren’t getting the credit they deserve, so I’ve decided to celebrate my first AO3 milestone by compiling a list of 100 authors who deserve a little more love.

Please check out these brilliant writers and go show your support!

@musette22 /  @just-one-ordinary-fangirl / @stargazingfangirl18 / @celestialbarnes / @howdoyousleep3 / @honeysucklesteve / @iguessweallcrazyithinktho / @honeydulcewrites / @theycallmebecca / @impala-dreamer / @brattycherubwrites /  @rodrikstark / @iwantutobehapppier / @mcubabydotcom / @drabblewithfrannybarnes / @bluemusickid / @worksby-d / @divine-mistake / @thegetawaywriter / @autumnrose40 / @what-is-your-backupplan-today / @whisperlullaby / @eurynome827 / @just-dreaming-marvel / @lillianfromaccounting / @just-the-hiddles / @happygowriting / @navybrat817 / @its-tortle / @buttercup--bee / @pedropascaldice / @uncafeavecbarnes / @astroboots / @bonkywobble / @syntheticavenger / @jobean12-blog / @denisemarieangelina / @keanureevesisbae / @sarcastic-coffeedrinker / @mashep23 / @donutloverxo / @anika-ann / @angrybirdcr / @firefly-in-darkness / @river-soul / @cherrychris / @ixalit / @hevans-angel / @itsallyscorner / @kleohoneyao3 / @dangerouslovefanfic / @sweater-daddiesdumbdork / @angrythingstarlight / @the-iceni-bitch / @hlkwrites / @nakedrogers / @storiesbystarlight / @sweeterthanthis / @saint-bvcky / @our-marvel-universe / @balenciagabucky / @steebsbabygirl / @dadplease / @sapphirescrolls / @lavenderhoneymndes / @shellbilee / @chrisevans-szn / @chrisevansjellybeans / @lovealexhunt / @loveofafangirl / @hawkeyeandthewintersoldier / @mypoisonedvine / @cevansgirl / @buckymorelikefuckme / @ozarkthedog / @jennmurawski13 / @lokirels / @maemelany / @buckybarnes101 / @my-emotional-self / @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog / @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho / @chris-whore / @chrissquares / @shedobewritingalittle / @itsanerdlife / @thesoulofdevil / @dolce-peach / @jewels2876 / @heyiamthatbitch / @imkylotrash / @caffiend-queen / @caplanbuckybarnes / @daydream3r-xo / @whiskey-cokenfanfic / @smilexcaptainx / @simsadventures / @navegandoaciegas / @sylvie-writes / @chuckbass-love​

To my fellow writers - keep writing. You never know how deeply your words may affect someone. Your voice is unique. Your voice matters. 

Write for yourself. Write for others. Just don’t lose that creative spark. 

Love you all,

Lauren x