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hungharrington · 11 months

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since you are likely my favorite user for steve blurbs right now, i am here to share my thots.

i just wanna make out with steve in that stupid bmw. middle of summer, he’s in some stupid little shorts and a crop top, all breathless and shit UGH just let me know your thoughts on this important topic 🎤

firstly, i’m so very flattered 🥹 ur a very talented writer yourself so i was a beside myself receiving this from u! i’m sorry it took me so long! my thoughts are…. well it’s such a delicious thought i had 2 expand….

The radio sounds just a little bit out of tune when you’re this far out from Hawkins.

The noise a bit grainy, coming out low and wavy from the speakers in Steve’s car and mixing with the heat waves of the hottest season. It’s baking hot this summer— mirror mirages spill onto the roads, flocks of people gather to the lakeside, and swim-suits are the only appropriate apparel to combat the sweltering temperatures.

You, however, are entirely too hot for another reason altogether today.

Steve is always warm. He seems to glow from the inside, always hot enough to warm your cold hands should you worm them under his shirt — though, he always yelps and bats them away. Loves it secretly. Today, he feels as warm as sunlight itself under your touch.

His lips have been softened from your endless kisses and there’s a laziness in the press of his mouth against yours. His hands are gentle, tracing invisible patterns up your sides and back. It’s slow — a gentle push and pull of you in his lap, your legs slung atop his bare thighs and arms around his neck, messy kisses shared.

You love summer, if only for the fact it gets Steve into shorts. The pair he’s in now are cherry red, white lining the edges and all the motion has them riding up his thighs. The paler softer parts of his thighs are exposed and you have a half mind to slink down and continue your kisses there. Fingers twined in his hair, you give a soft scratch along the nape of his neck and are rewarded with a soft sigh in Steve’s kiss.

The song on the radio tapers off and there’s a crackle of the radio’s host voice, announcing something in a mumble you can’t hear. Steve’s hands on your waist pull you closer, rocking your down and you release a little groan, fire catching in your tummy at the friction when—

“Oh, man, I love this song.” Steve pulls back abruptly, interrupting your heated make-out. He licks his swollen lips which are sheened with your spit and you blink at him, surprised. It takes another second for a smile to slip onto your lips as Steve scrunches his eyes closed for a second, beginning to sing along lowly as he bangs his head lightly.

“Just take those old records off the shelf…” He opens his eyes again and smiles at you. He’s so handsome that it makes your stomach swoop.

“D’ya know it?” He asks, one hand leaving your hand to push some hair behind your ear. You nod, taking advantage of the closeness and smacking a quick kiss onto the inside of his wrist. Steve melts a bit, sinking further back into the drivers seat with a gooey grin.

You’re glad for it, relishing in your new view— eyes skim down his chest, fixing hungrily on the sliver of his tummy that’s exposed. The shirt he’s wearing is killer. You had full on stammered when you climbed into the passenger seat, at the cropped and loose shirt Steve was wearing; the tan skin skin of his midriff well on display. Paired with those shorts? You had uttered a silent prayer, unsure if you were giving thanks or asking for some goddamn mercy.

“S’good song,” He says, though his eyes have got that distracted look in them, utterly trained on you.

His hands paw at your side, nails scraping to bring your closer for another round of lazy making out. But you dodge his kiss— dotting a quick kiss on his cheek before you nose under his jaw. Steve takes a second to catch on, not moving to give you any space. You nuzzle in closer and make a little noise, nose pushing at his jaw til he finally tilts his head back, letting you creep closer.

Lips meet skin and you kiss, kiss, kiss- til your desire grows and expands, threads of lust twinging in your tummy. You suckle, nibbling and soothing the skin — the heat of the day wanes around you, fueling you more. Below you, you can feel Steve’s hips shift around, his hardness growing beneath you.

“You’re a fiend,” Steve teases. It loses all heat with how breathless he sounds.

“Says the one who brought me out to Lover’s Lake,” You lick a hot stripe up his neck, taking his earlobe into your mouth and Steve groans loudly, grip on your tightening. “Wouldn’t exactly say you’re full of pure intentions.”

“Touché,” He breathes. Then pulls you down, rocking your hot cunt against his cock once more, both your soft groans mixing in the hot summer air.

Steve grins, saccharine and devilish all at once, and you waste no time in kissing it away, hands twisting in back into his hair with a tug. The fire from inside, heavy with lust, and the warmth from outside, the blistering setting sun, mix and mingle— as you let the your sun-kissed boy take you apart in beemer, lakeside.

#a little blurb :)#WISH THAT WAS ME BRO #i’m so glad u shared ur thots :) ur brain is fucking massive and i’m kissing it #croptop steve is. the man for me #and tiny shorts? WHEWWWW 😮‍💨😮‍💨#jay writes #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #steve harrington #it’s a little bit smutty #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader smut

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audhd-nightwing · 1 year

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steve and robin go to a gay club in indianapolis and steve cannot stop staring at this guy with long dark curls that’s wearing chains and a leather jacket (which steve thought was the opposite of his type but apparently not).

steve himself is wearing a croptop and high-waisted jeans that “make his ass look amazing” (according to robin) and he even let them put some sparkly shit on his face because why the fuck not at this point. he’s been covered in blood and monster guts, he can handle wearing makeup.

anyway, the point is steve knows he looks good. its not him bragging, it’s just a fact of life. the sky is blue, water is wet, and steve harrington is hot. that’s just how it is.

so when steve sees the hot guy across the room, he doesn’t doubt that they’ll think he looks good. it’s just… steve, despite being a notorious playboy, is actually fucking awful at flirting.

because of this, steve decides to simply pine from afar and mope while robin is having the time of their life (sometimes he really hates being the designated driver, but alas, he’s the only one that can actually drive).

robin, being the amazing and observant friend they are, immediately notices this and begins scheming. when steve looks away to ask the bartender for a coke (poor guy), robin meanders their way through the crowd and over to the guy steve was eyeing up.

they tap him on the shoulder and the guy turns around, cocking his head in question.

“hey, my friend over there thinks you’re hot but is terrible at flirting so i decided to be a good friend and wingman for him,” they yell over the music.

the guy blinks, looks from them to steve and back, before whipping his head around again to gape at steve. robin isn’t sure how to take that until the guy asks, incredulously,

“is that steve fucking harrington?”

robin panics because oh shit this guy knows steve which means they accidentally outed steve to some guy who apparently knows him?? (and who is still staring at him dumbstruck). robin squints their eyes suspiciously and replies

“…and what if it was?”

the guy snaps his attention back to robin and open and closes his mouth a few times before blurting out

“do you- does he not know who i am?”

now it’s robins turn to be confused because why the fuck would steve know this guy? the man obviously reads this in their expression because he drags a hand down his face before stating

“i’m eddie munson. the ‘freak’ of hawkins high? king steve’s number one rival?”

“don’t fucking call him that,” robin spits out venomously. they’ve had to help steve out of self-deprecating panic attacks too many times because of that fucking title and will not hesitate to punch this guy for using it.

“okay, jeez. but seriously, do neither of you recognize me? i don’t know if i should be offended or not,” eddie ponders aloud.

robin huffs and rolls their eyes. steve really knew how to pick ‘em (aka snarky and a bit cocky).

“whatever, he’s changed a lot- obviously- so if you’re not a dick then the offer still stands,” robin responds.

eddie looks over at steve again and sighs to himself. he never would’ve guessed he’d see steve fucking harrington in a croptop, let alone a gay bar, let alone interested in him.

and eddie was never one to waste an opportunity so…

“i’ve been into him since the moment i fucking saw him at hawkins high, there is no way i’m refusing that offer,” he replies.

robin laughs and pulls eddie through the crowd and towards steve. eddie kinda feels like he’s dreaming when steve looks over at him and blushes, pink splotches decorating his face.

wow, eddie thinks, he really is the stuff of dreams

#steddie #steddie mini fic #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #steve harrington #robin buckley #eddie munson #stobin friendship #wingman robin #they/them pronouns for robin #nonbinary robin buckley #mlm steve harrington #gay eddie munson

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piratefishmama · 16 days

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Eddie dressing for a day hanging out with Steve

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeuxULYA/

i'd say maybe on a modern AU Eddie,

I'm honestly not 100% keen on the 'skimpy Eddie' HC's for Eddie, where he dresses all skimpy shorts an croptops an stuff cause he doesnt STRIKE me as that kind of queer man, he's totally queer coded absolutely, but... in the way where he'd easily just blend within his natural metalhead environment. He wouldnt have to try and blend with the straights of his world, he wouldnt struggle with it, he'd just naturally fit in without making anyone uncomfortable. (especially in his time period where gay men made a lot of people angry and uncomfortable)

Fashion wise he wears graphic baseball tees, ripped denim jeans, heavy leather jackets, that he's customized where the zippers are broke, reeboks and a denim battle vest, he wears so many layers.

Dude wears three layers on his torso, two of which are technically jackets. He wears two jackets as a regular outfit.

an y'know what. Steve "S1 Nancy in her awkward virgin librarian get up was hot to him" Harrington probably thinks thats super hot of him too.

all the more power to you, but it's just not my vibe for him!

#eddie munson #pirateanswers

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spider-bren · 8 months

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The Feminization of Clement Mansell Part 2 | Clement Mansell x OC Male

Inspired by this twitter post

Read: The Feminization of Clement Mansell Part 1:

Pairing: Clement Mansell x Male OC (Ryan) Tags: Clement Mansell is his own warning, Clement in lace underwear, Clement in a costume, Eddie Munson cosplay, reference to Stranger Things, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Dirty Talk, Clem gets called 'babygirl' Summary: Clement has lace underwear on underneath the cheerleading costume he wore to a Halloween party. His boyfriend, Ryan, goes insane...

"You got underwear on under this," Ryan ran his hands down Clement's body breathlessly. "How come I didn't see it?"

"Because I just pushed it to the side while I fucked you."

Ryan furrowed his brows as he ran his hands over Clement's long, long legs. "I didn't even notice it as I was touching your tits."

"You were overwhelmed by me," he laughed. "It's okay baby. You can take your time now and look at me."

The underwear was in a pastel blue colour. Lace. Trimmed. Cut just perfectly. He wasn't sure how Clement fit all that into the little underwear he was wearing. He was big, bulging, leaking onto the the thin fabric. Ryan's mouth watered at the sight. He wanted Clement in his mouth. Wanted to feel his cock over the material. Wanted to feel his cum run down his throat. He could still feel the cum that dripped out of him from when they fucked earlier. Ryan couldn't help himself from reaching for his boyfriend again and yanking off the croptop. He stripped Clement out of the cheerleader outfit so he was just in the underwear. God, he looked so pretty. Men shouldnt look as pretty as him. Ryan felt his cock twitch again with renewed interest. His wig was fucking messed up. Tendrils tangled in every which way. Clement nearly yanked if off his head. He supposed that would hurt since it was glued onto his scalp. He was still naked and he looked to where his costume got discarded. He stared at the denim cut off jacket for too long, thinking.

"Wear my jacket?" he asked, slightly nervous. He had seen Steve Harrington wear it in the show and people shipped Eddie and Steve. It was kinda hot if he got to see Clement wearing something of his. Feeling like Clement belonged to him.

"Your jacket?" Clement searched around for it. "This?" He picked up the leather one.

"No, no. The denim. The cut off. I wanna see you in it with the underwear."

Clement reached over and slipped it on. Ryan stared at how it was small on his large frame. The ends of it coming to his mid-section. Ryan was smaller and shorter than Clement. He loved seeing Clement squeeze into his clothes sometimes. He'd find Clement in his hoodies or a pair of his shorts around the house. It suited him. The demin somehow matching the lace cut of the bra he was wearing. Ryan surged upwards and pulled Clement by his neck into a kiss.

"Fuck, you got me so hard, Clem," he moaned into his mouth.

"You like me like this, pretty boy?"

"You're the pretty one," he laughed and ran his hands over his toned chest.

He nipped at Clement's ear and kissed down his neck. Making sure to mark him with love bites and teeth marks. Clement moaned as he licked into that spot at the bottom of his neck that was sensitive. Ryan's hands gripped onto Clement's hips and set Clement into the smaller boy's lap. His long legs wrapped around him. Clement rocked into his lap, cocks meeting together making them both sigh and moan. He played with Clement's hair in the way that he liked and the older man shuddered as Ryan bit his lip.

"Wanna fuck me again?" Clement drawled, sucking on his lips.

Ryan was already moving his hand down to draw the underwear aside so that he could finger Clement's already used hole. He loved the first press inside, how warm it was. How Clement welcomed him into his body. He was everything he could have imagined for himself. Clement was perfect. His perfect little boy. He sure was no one got to see him this way. No one ever would. It was reserved for Ryan's eyes only. For Ryan's hands and lips and body to feast on.

"Can I call you babygirl?" Ryan flushed as Clement forced himself down on Ryan's fingers.

"Baygirl?" Clement bit his lip. His eyes rolled back in his head. Ryan massaged his prostate and then eased off so Clement could answer. "You really takin' this role play far, huh? But okay. Whatever makes my boy happy."

"Really?" Ryan's eyes lit up. "Because I'm gonna fuck you so hard right now." He gripped his cock and entered Clement with a groan, insides clenching around him, the slip of him warm and intoxcating.

This hardly ever happened. When Clement allowed him into his body. And Ryan was grateful for it.

"Let's see how hard I can make you cum," said Ryan into Clement's sweaty neck. "Fuck yourself on my cock, babygirl. That's it. Good girl."

Clement moaned, his back arching, his hips working faster. "Careful, don't push it."

But he could see the way Clement's neck flushed, the tips of his ears tinting red and the way his breath came out faster.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Ryan kissed his neck sweetly.

#clement mansell #clement mansell x male oc #clement mansell x ryan #my fic #ao3 #justified: city primeval #clem would look hot in a crop top and underwear okay???

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bullsandthebones · 2 years

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my friends and I are talking about our headcanons for ST characters so, here's mine! some of these are just haha funnies bc I think they're dumb

Eddie:

-he/it

-very gay, very homo

-tries to explain it/its pronouns to Steve

-makes fun of Steve's hair products

-makes "ur mom"/" ur dad" jokes

-calls Steve to help him brush out his hair

-wears croptops

-trans ftm

-cannot cook

-fnaf lvr

-knows the lore of every analog horror ever

-loves walten files the most

-puts dice in his mouth. (we all do, cmon)

-has probably almost swallowed a die

-it was probably a d4

-hurt like hell

Steve:

-doesn't understand pronouns

-mentally blue screens when Eddie and Robin try and explain pronouns

-starts sobbing when neos get put into the mix

-defo himbo but very supportive anyways

-bisexual w/ a lean for the ladies

-has made one deez nuts joke and immediately regretted it

-sobs while brushing Eddie's hair

-has definitely tried on a skirt

-definitely cannot cook

Robin:

-she/they + any neos

-makes deez nuts jokes with Dustin

-canon lesbian, I would never change that

-hates tryna teach Steve about pronouns

-amazing cook, "yes chef" "thank you chef"

-can probably sew

-most definitely makes special clothes for her besties

-wears two different shoes

-cool bitch syndrome

-would probably be really good at ddr and fnf

Nancy:

-she/her 😐

-hetero 😐

-ally (talk valentina! ally!)

-loves Johnathan no matter what his genitals are <3

-can definitely cook

-secretly has read lotr

-probably ate sand as a kid

-if she was a dog she'd be a poodle.

-gets Robin fabric for her projects

Johnathan:

-trans ftm <333

-he/him

-definitely laughs at deez nuts jokes

-mmmm bisexual?

-maybe pansexual

-ooo definitely pansexual

-probably can't hold his liquor

-threw up the first time he hit a bong

-didn't know how to pack a bowl for a long time

-Argyle had to teach him

-actually cooks better when high

Argyle:

-I'll be honest, I haven't finished s4

-idk much about him

-probably he/they

-gives me pansexual vibes

-makes the most raunchy jokes

-has the weirdest cravings when high

Billy:

-"nor/mal"

-"okay but what's between your legs?"

-idfk, probably bisexual but he's got too much internalized homophobia

Dustin:

-wh/at

-por/que

-desperately trying to learn pronouns but he doesn't understand very well

-honestly? straight

-makes deez nuts jokes. it's the funniest shit to him

-has never cooked

-only uses the microwave

-ramen forever

-is quite literally the biggest ally

-the best guy

-the "bro code" probably doesn't matter to him

-will tell on you if you're cheating 👁👁

-feminist

Mike:

-dumb/bitch

-stupid/whore

-I hate him I'm sorry

-probably bi but like Billy, too much internalized homophobia

-misgenders people when they anger him

Lucas:

-I'll be honest

-I'm torn

-probably says pronouns don't exist

-but uses he/they

-straight?

-idk he's confusing

Max:

-non binary

-they/she

-bisexual and on the ace spectrum

-hates fem clothing

-is a bitch when you get pronouns wrong

-will fight transphobes

-probably would do softball

-that's a gay sport right?

-I'm pretty sure it is

-salty when they lose to Robin at ddr

-loves fnaf

-hates that Eddie loves fnaf

-probably more into gemini entertainment than any of the other analog horrors

-plays tlou religiously

-loves zombie games

Eleven:

-agender but is okay with she/her

-aroace spec!

-doesn't have a set sexuality, isn't sure on labels

-mimics Dustin's jokes

-Hopper gets upset at that

-doesn't understand video games but loves watching max play

-is actually pretty good at ddr

-I'm sorry, I love ddr

-has also put dice in their mouth

-Eddie dared them to

Will:

-doesn't have the energy to figure out gender labels

-doesn't care about his own pronouns

-call him whatever

-gay but,,, on the aro spectrum, probably grayromantic

-plays the dark pictures anthology

-loves little hope the most

-has tried to get others to play them

-failed

-wears two different socks

-is probably really good at kickball but he's too scared of getting laughed at

-me too man

that's uh, that's all. you're welcome.

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thejemersoninferno · 4 years

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Mad love.

· Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader.

·A/N: Here’s my entry for @tilltheendwilliwrite 7.7K’s challenge. I was supposed to post it earlier but I thought I scheduled but I didn’t. Sorry. Anyway, I hope you like it.

·Song: Mad love - Sean Paul ft Becky G & David Guetta.

· Word count: 2246.

· Warnings: language, smut, more language. Steve huffed punching the punching bag as hard as he could. Once again you were training to that damned song he hated. Too much language, too explicit he thought. Bucky smirked as he walked towards his best friend knowing how pissed he was. You were always listening to explicit songs, that’s what Steve said. He, on the other side, enjoyed seeing you dancing and singing at the top of your lungs some dirty lyrics.

“Easy, tiger,” Bucky joked, which gained him a murderous look from Steve.

“You knew she was coming, didn’t you?” Steve asked, annoyed.

“Incoming, incoming!” you shouted running towards Bucky and, luckily he caught you on time.

“How are you doll?” Bucky laughed.

“Tired as fuck,” you sighed. Steve grunted at your side and you giggled, “Sorry, Captain,”

“You do have a mouth there, doll,” Bucky winked, letting you off his arms.

“And damn well you know it,” you winked and chuckled.

“C’mon girl, Wanda is waiting,” Natasha called you out from the door. You greeted them goodbye, not without leaving a kiss on Buckys’ cheek and waved Steve. He hated you.

You were dancing and singing at the top of your lungs. Tony threw a carnival party and you were enjoying it like nobody else. Wanda and Natasha long lost in the crowd, tequila shots boiling your blood and you drank your drink in one sip. You spotted Bucky, Sam and Steve at the VIP area as Sam said and you walked to them. Still vibing to the song, your recent discovery Latino music aka reggaeton and Tony seemed to enjoy it. Everything to annoy Mr Language.

“HEYOOO” you shouted to greet them.

“There she is,” Sam smiled.

“How many tequila shots you had doll?” Bucky asked, letting you rest against his chest.

“Enough to see you as handsome as ever,” you smirked.

“I think you should go to rest,” Steve commented.

“Ugh, too early,” you replied.

Steve was about to argue back when you heard the rhythm of the song of the summer, that’s what Tony said, beating loud. You yelped excitedly and grabbed Buckys’ hand pulling him with you. Safaera aka known as a vetoed song banged making you danced provocatively with Bucky.

Bucky followed your moves, his hands grasping on your hips and his hand slipping lower on your back. You spun around to keep his hands busy and giving him a good view of your tight black skirt and croptop. Bucky rolled his eyes laughing at your dirty look, he adored you.

“MAMI QUE TU QUIERE!” You sang and Bucky pulled you away from the intruder trying to steal you. You laughed and bounced your ass, seductively, singing the lyrics. Your so many years under HYDRA rules taught you so many things, like languages or to be a stripper for a mission.

You caught Sam vibing to the song and you needed to bring him to dance with you. You walked to him and Steve, your hips swaying, gaining dirty looks around. Bucky followed and soon the three of you were singing and dancing.

“Jesus christ,” you heard Steve murmured. You looked at him, red covering his ears betraying his disgusted face. You winked at Bucky who nodded assuring you he regretted speaking Spanish.

“She took a pill that makes her horny, fucks in audis, not in hondas. If I fuck you don't call me, it's not for you to love me. If your boyfriend doesn’t eat you out, then why is he here,” You sang at the top of your lungs, Bucky and Sam laughing out loud and cheering you up. You erupted in laughter, still moving your hips to the beat, your eyes fell on Steve. His jaw clenched, his eyes dark and angry. You gulped, filling the heat in your core, you squirmed on your spot.

Tonys’ voice echoed the room while you exchanged looks with Steve. Your mouth was dry, maybe it was the tequila or all the beers you had, but you were looking at Steve with the nastiest of the looks, your eyes filled in lust. Steve, on the other side, his jaw clenched, his expression serious and slightly annoyed you could say, his knuckles white, you thought he would break the glass between his hands, he bit his lower lip and you let out a groan. Steve swore he saw your nipples through the fabric and he closed his eyes shut.

“Ten thousand for Captain America!” Tony brought both of you back to reality.

“TONY!” Pepper arrived at his side and pulled the microphone from him.

“Captain!” Tony called out.

“I’m sorry, Steve’s not in this auction,” Pepper said.

“Fifty thousand!” a woman shouted from the other side of the room. Your mouth fell open and you tried to find her through the crowd.

“A hundred!” another voice, from the back.

“No, no,” Pepper tried to calm them down.

“I hear a hundred and fifty?” Tony giggled, happily, enjoying the moment.

People chattering and giggling, you spot the curly woman who offered a hundred thousand for Steve smile proudly.

“Oh boy,” Sam laughed.

“A hundred in one,” Tony started counting down.

The people anticipating the moment with giggles and congratulations to the woman.

“A hundred in two,” Tony sang, you saw the excitement on his face and you denied.

“A hundred and fifty,” echoed the room and you spun to see Natasha, her known smirk plastered on her face. You sighed relieved.

“A hundred and fifty for the widow!” Tony sang and everyone erupted in cheers.

“I’m going to kill him,” Steve sighed.

“He did it for a good cause,” Sam added.

“Yeah, making Cap lose his virginity,” you mumbled. Bucky erupted in laughter.

“Not everyone is like you,” Steve snickered back. Sam facepalmed himself internally while Bucky gave Steve a disapproval look.

“Fuck you, Steven,” you spat, you kissed Buck’s and Sam’s cheeks before walking away.

“Really Steve?” Bucky added. Steve huffed.

★★

The beat from the speakers made the room feel like some club, your hands punching the punching bag then and there, you were tired, exhausted but mostly, pissed. You never knew why Steve couldn’t stand you, from the very beginning he was a dick to you and you were tired of it. Yes, you had a mouth but you weren’t like that at the beginning until you realised that was the only way Steve spoke to you. You wanted to be friends with everyone in the compound but Steve made it hard to be friends with.

Sean Pauls’ Mad Love made your heartbeat race and without thinking, you started dancing. First slowly, spinning around, ballet style until the beat dropped and you dance sensually, your hands touching your hips and your thighs, you let your mind drive you to your darkest fantasy.

Seve walked in to find you dancing, your hips rocking something imaginary on the floor, your hands moving at your sides, you were dancing. You stood and moved sensually to no one and his unsteady breath made him growl. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, he imagined himself around you, he imagined his hands touching your thighs, your hips, your hips bouncing frenetically against his. His hands closed in a fist, you made his blood boil and his mind dirtier than ever. If you only knew.

“Steve WHAT THE FUCK!” you screamed, scared.

He opened his eyes, you were standing a few feet away, your breath unsteady, your face red and slightly sweaty, your lips red from biting them. Fuck me, “Sorry, I didn’t know you were here,” He excused himself quickly.

“You scared me!” you added, “And given our job that’s quite hard,” you murmured.

“I know,” He whispered.

“I was..” you blushed, “training,”

“I’ll be back,” He said before storming out. You denied, that man would be the death of you.

★★

After Steve left you finished your cooldown and walked back to your quarters, you needed a night out and you needed it now.

“Doll,” Bucky sighed.

“Please, please Bucky” you pouted.

“I’m not in the mood for a party night,” he shrugged.

“But I want to dance!” you pouted again, giving your best puppy eyes.

“Look there’s Steve,” Bucky called him, “You’re still going to that ball, right?”

“It’s not a ball,” Steve replied.

“Prom whatever,” Bucky added, “Do you have a date?”

“It’s a gathering for senior people, we’re supposed to join them,” Steve answered.

“Great, she’s going to be your date,” Bucky pushed you into Steve and ran away. The fucker ran away. I’m so killing you, you told him telepathically.

“See you at 8 P.M?” Steve asked. You looked at him skeptical, was he for real?

“Yes,” you mumbled.

An hour, you have been in the seniors ball for an hour and you still haven't had a drink. Well, cherry cola only. Steve doing his work, pep talk, meeting people and taking pictures. You still remembered when Tony told him he was going to be the Seniors Ambassador in town. I’m not that old he said, you laughed.

The music low and from the forties, you’d recognized the music anywhere. Steve liked that music. You caught him looking your way and you gave him a soft and supporting smile.

He smiled back and you felt your head dizzy, that man.

You huffed at Bucky’s text and wished you had a beer. You sighed hard and sat properly on your chair, waiting for Steve.

“Now tell me, sweetlady, is he your beloved?” an old lady asked, standing at your side.

“Oh no,” you answered, “friend from work,”

“I had friends from work and I’ve never spoken about them the way he does about you,” she smiled.

“Steve’s very polite,” you smiled.

“Then I’ll ask him to dance with me,” she winked and walked to him. You watched the exchange smiling, Steve agreed by the looks he send your way and walked to the dance floor with the lady. You observed them dance for a moment, until a hand fell in front of you. Bucky.

“Dance with me?” he asked, pouting. You squinted your eyes but accepted his hands. Put your head on my shoulder by Paul Anka sounded. You moved slowly, your eyes focused on each other and he chuckled.

“Fuck you, Barnes,” you muttered.

“Doll, I really thought it would be good for you both,” he replied.

“There’s no beer, how is he supposed to tolerate me?” you asked.

“He tolerates you pretty well, excuse me very much” he snickered, you denied, you were about to answer when a tap on your shoulder made you turn. Steve and the woman looked at you.

“You know honey, Brunettes are more my type,” she grabbed Buckys’ hand and pulled him to her side, pushing Steve into you and dancing away.

“She just stole my date,” you mumbled.

“I thought I was,” Steve added. You looked at him, his face calm and relaxed. His blonde hair well placed and all you wanted to do is put your fingers on it. The song switched to Sway by Michael Bublé. Steve offered his hand and you grabbed it, pulling him into the crowd. You swayed from side to side, his fingers on your lower back and hand, your hands on his shoulders and you risk it all caressing his arm until you reached his neck. You felt his grasp into your green satin gown and you decided it was now or never. You swayed sensually, moving him around, spinning under his touch, giving him sensual and seductive looks. The song arrived to an end with Steve nailing into your hips, his left hand travelling to fix your hair.

His kisses burnt your skin, your hands touching every inch of his bare torso and back. His mouth travelled to find your earlobe and you moaned his name. He pulled your dress up and kneeled on the bed to kiss you everywhere. You moaned and asked for more while his fingers travelled on your legs and you felt his fingers getting close to your core. You held your breath and let a heavy sigh escape your lips when he kissed your forehead.

“Open,” Steve demanded. You obeyed sucking into his fingers than once were inside your sex. Your legs still trembling from the first orgasm his devilish tongue cause inside you. He bite his lips and opened your legs, growling.

“Love the views,” you panted.

His hands caressing and grasping into your thighs, you panted and pulled his arm trying to make him fall on top of you.

“Your legs look the best when I’m spreading them apart,” he groaned in your ear. You felt your center wet again and you kissed him passionately. You panted and moaned his name, his sex hitting your g spot, making you squirm under his touch. Your legs started to give out and you knew you were close again.

“Fuck, give it to me baby,” Steve growled in your ear. His movements erratics making you notice he was close to.

“Steve!” you panted out loud, he trusted a few more times and you felt him fill you up.

“Fuck, fuck,” he panted, trying to steady on top of you. You both panted and tried to breath again.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, play Mad Love by Sean Paul and Becky G,” Steve panted.

“What?” you asked, confused.

“I’m not done with you,” he moaned on your lips, his hands travelling to your heating core.

★★

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J 🍀.

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thecitybee · 3 years

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tagged by @glitterfreckly

Thanks for thinking of me.

rules: answer 30 questions and tag others

name/nickname: Bee, Beebee, Bunny, Beebs

gender: cis female

star sign: aquarius

height: 5′9″

time: 4:34pm

birthday: February 9

favorite bands: Chicano Batman, Arctic Monkeys, Alabama Shakes, The Strokes, The Spinners, Earth Wind and Fire

favorite solo artists: Steve Lacy, Bootsy Collins, Mitski, Lizzo, Frank Ocean, Tyler the Creator, Childish Gambino

song stuck in your head: “Sangria” by Easy Life

last movie you watched: The Princess Bride (my husband had never seen it before)

last show: Night Stalker and Hilda (oh, the duality of man)

when did you create this blog: New Years Eve 2020

what do you post: My art and my writing

last thing googled: government jobs

other blogs: @lavender-noire I run a simblr!

do you get asks: Pretty often, yeah. Usually one every couple of days.

why you chose your url: My name’s Bee and I live in a big city and I’m creative as hell. Just kidding, my husband calls me City Mouse and I call him Mountain Mouse, so I combined both my nickname and my actual name.

following: lots of folks.

followers: Some, yeah! I’m very grateful for all of them and the support that they show me.

average hours of sleep: 5-7 hours

instruments: Guitar

what are you wearing: Olive green croptop and a pair of gym shorts that I was given to wear on prom night (after the party was over) by a friend.

dream job: college professor, congressperson, senator, president -- in that order

dream trip: Bali, Indonesia to see my homeland

favorite food: Sushi

nationality: American

favorite song: "Sleepwalk” by Santo and Johnny

last book read: The Rose and the Dagger by Renee Ahdieh

top three fictional universes you’d like to live in: Jump City from Teen Titans, Star Trek TOS, or Mass Effect, most definitely.

tagging: @merriberri @gotemsayingw0w @eriseas Feel free to do it if you like. My feelings won’t be hurt if you don’t.

#ask meme #get to know you #about me

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tonystarkbingo · 6 years

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Week Seven Roundup

Title: Dear Uncle Daniel by @laufeysonthor Rating: teen Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Additional Tags: Diary/Journal, Epistolary, Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Not Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie) Compliant Summary:

I promised Pep I would try. I promised I would go to the therapist every week and get better and Dr. T suggested this and it might be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done but here goes nothing I guess.

OR Tony goes to therapy and falls in love with James Barnes.

SQUARE FILLED: S3 - Diaries and Epistolary

Title Such Sweet Revenge by ali_aliska Square R2 - Revenge Rating: Mature Warning not team Cap friendly, Not Steve Friendly, Not Clint Friendly, Not Wanda Friendly, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Insecurity, Instances of Panic Attack, Mature Sexual Content, Pining Summary: Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes

When the Rogues are back in the States after being pardoned, the New Avengers want nothing to do with them and as far as Tony is concerned, if he never speaks to them again, it’ll be too soon. After all, he didn’t spend the last year putting himself (and his family) back together only for his former co-workers to ruin all of his hard work.But then he gets a hand-written letter from the Winter Soldier himself, apologizing for the events that transpired and an off-handed comment from Rhodey about Rogers failing to take care of an obviously miserable Bucky Barnes sets in motion Tony’s new, oh-so-evil plan to get some payback.After all, what better revenge than to steal the Winter Soldier away from his best friend?The only problem: Tony sucks at being vengeful, but apparently he’s an expert at inadvertently falling in love.

Title A Dinosaur Named Steve by james Rating: General Audiences Square R3 - Clint and Tony facing a dinosaur (image) Warning none Summary: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

Clint isn’t prepared to find out that Captain America has been turned into a dinosaur. Who would be? Except Tony, apparently. Luckily it all ends with tacos.

Title Silent Witness by @polizwrites Rating gen Square A5: Witness Warning canon divergent, post IM 3 Summary In the wake of events in Malibu and Washington DC, Tony Stark and Steve Rogers get together to watch a mysterious video tape.

Title: Where we Wanna be by @rinnwrites Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Square: A1 - Meeting Alternate Universe Counterparts Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Additional Tags: Multiple Universes Colliding, Meeting Alternate Universe Counterparts, Domesticity, Portals, Inhumans (Marvel), Getting Together, What Could Have Been Summary:

Tony and Bucky stumble through a portal to an alternate universe and they run into themselves, in a world without Avengers….or their enemies.

Title: Take you With Me by @anthonystarhk Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply SQUARE FILLED: K3 - explosion in the lab Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James “Bucky” Barnes/Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark, James “Rhodey” Rhodes & Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes & Natasha Romanov, James “Bucky” Barnes & Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov/Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Additional Tags: Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Angst, Getting Together, Polyamory, Asexual Tony Stark, Asexual Natasha Romanov, Bisexual Bucky Barnes, Italian Tony Stark Summary:

where Tony wears a croptop, Bucky wears a man bun, and Natasha is living her best life. Alternatively, Tony has a crush on Bucky and Nat, Bucky and Nat have a crush on Tony, and Sam is here to tease Bucky.

Title: Soulmates aren’t Just Lovers by @celtic7irish (Chapter Four) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Square: S2: Prison Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Tony Stark Additional Tags: Forced soulbonding, Imprisonment, Abandonment Issues, winter soldier programming, Bucky Barnes is still in there, Tony Stark is the most stubborn, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Bucky needs a hug, Soulmates, TWS on never happened Summary:

Hydra wants Tony to build them Stark/Chitauri Hybrid weapons. When Tony refuses, they decide that they’ll make him more pliable. By forcing him into a soulbond with the Winter Soldier. After all, his programming should supersede Tony’s stubbornness. Right?

Title: Not Yet by @magpiewords Rating: Teen And Up Audiences square K5: Coffee Shop Relationships: Tony Stark/Stephen Strange, Background Janet Van Dyne/Hank Pym, Additional Tags: Coffee Shops, Alternate Universe - College/University, Crushes, Awkward Flirting, Summary:

A billionaire works in a coffee shop, jokes with a wasp, makes a green hulk turn red, and flirts with a wizard.

Title: Forced Soulbonding by @voodoofee Rating: Mature Square: T5 Forced Soulbonding Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, tony is hurting, Omega Tony, Alpha Bucky Barnes, Alpha Steve Rogers, Tony is far gone, Mating Bites, Character Death, Steve is overwhelmed by alpha!feels, Bucky saves the day, almost, Weak Tony, Hurt Tony Stark Summary:

There was a soft whimper, a choked sound, a voice pleading for it to stop. Steve could feel the blood freezing in his veins.

Tony.

#weekly roundup #tonystarkbingo2018 #tonystarkbingo #week 7

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