#dark!colin shea

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, manipulation, cheating, sleazy behaviour, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Your next door neighbours hook up, bringing to surface deep-seated feelings.

Characters: Colin Shea, Jonathan Pine

Note: Please scream at me!

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After an early morning phone call, your mother insists on coming to town for lunch. You couldn't bear to tell her everything over the phone and frankly, you don't know how much you should tell her. You remember in high school when you were sent home after Kelly Harris dumped mud in your lap, your mother was more irritated to have you home than empathetic. 

You watch through the peephole before you sneak out. You haven't slept but you can't be sure Colin hasn't returned. There's enough noise in the building that it's hard to discern who's coming or going. 

When you do emerge, you flit quickly to the first floor and dip out, looking over your shoulder for either Colin or his vengeful girlfriend. You get through the lobby without trouble but you're not in the clear. Surely the day holds nothing but trouble, regardless of where it comes from.

You check the time as you wait for the cab. You refer to the text your mother sent before she set out and give the driver the name of the restaurant. You've never been there before and you're certain it's well out of your price range. Another debt for the tally.

This is the last thing you ever wanted. It makes all this drama seem all the more ridiculous. You’re a grown woman and this is what you’ve come to. Back to square one.

You approach the restaurant doors and enter with a sheepish grin. You don’t know that you own anything that wouldn’t be underdressed for this bougie brunch locale. Once more, you look at your phone. Crap, she’s there first. That means you're late even if you agreed on nine.

The hostess shows you to the table where your mother waits. She has her compact out as she touches up her mauve lipstick. She doesn’t acknowledge you or the hostess as you sit. She snaps shut the mirror and sips from her stemmed glass of orange juice.

“About time,” she drawls, “oh, and nice to hear from you after all these months.”

Her eyes finally deign to land on you. You gulp. You should’ve taken the chance of talking to your father but ultimately you know it’s not up to him.

“You’ve been so busy with Geri’s wedding–”

“Don’t try to guilt me for your neglect,” she warns, “you should be happy for your sister. Her fiance is a charming man. You’ve met Colton, haven’t you?”

“Once or twice,” you grumble. Family get togethers weren’t exactly your favourite memories. “I’ve been waiting on my invite–”

“Invite? You’re a bridesmaid. Geri sent out that email months ago. Is this why you weren’t at the fitting?”

“I didn’t… I didn’t get an email.”

“You’re wrong. Certainly, you must be. You and the rest of the girls are bridesmaids. You have to be. And it might be good for you to be involved in a wedding at least once,” she tuts. You don’t miss the jibe. Yeah, not like you have much hope of walking down the aisle.

“I’ll… I’ll call Geri and clear things up,” you say, “how are the others?”

“Well, Maeve is graduating this year. Always exciting. She’s thinking of joining Audrey at her alma mater. And Livia is somewhere in Spain again.”

“Ah, yeah, she sent me some pictures,” you say.

“And you? What are you up to?” She challenges. She’s not genuinely curious.

“Well,” you take a breath, pausing as a server comes to ask what you’d like to drink. You get the same as your mother and peruse the menu.

“Well…” your mother prompts.

“Yeah, um, I…” you shake your head, you can’t even look at her, “I am on leave from work so… not much.”

“Leave? What does that mean?” She hisses.

You feel your eyes tinge. You look at her. Why is she so different to you? Your other sisters can spill all their worries and whims but you, it’s always judgment. You can never do anything right.

“Uh, I thought maybe it might be a good time to–”

“Ah, pardon,” you’re interrupted before you can sputter out the revelation of another failure. You cringe as you recognise Jonathan’s silky lilt. Why? How? Do you even dare questioning fate anymore? “I just, I had to say hello.”

You force a smile and look at him, trying not to falter in front of your mother’s all-seeing gaze. She sits up, and lets out a hum of surprise as she sees Johnathan. Her lashes give a telling flick.

“Hello?” She utters quizzically.

“This must be one of your sisters,” he says as he runs his hand up the sleek lapel of his blue jacket, “very pleased to finally meet you.”

“Sister? Oh, do not flatter me. I am her mother, Eugenia,” she introduces herself with a smug smirk, “and how do you know each other?”

“Uh, oh,” you stutter and send Jonathan a desperate look. Do you tell her you’re his disgraced former employee? Or maybe just business acquaintance. She’s going to know eventually, that’s why you’re here. “Jonathan is–”

“Jonathan Pine,” he introduces himself, “honoured to finally meet you.” He looks at you, arching a brow before turning his attention back to his mother, “you both must be so excited for your elder daughter’s upcoming nuptials?”

“British?” She intones with intrigue.

“You’ve caught me out,” he grins, “your daughter’s been rather helpful in getting me acquainted with this country. Very lovely…” he peeks at you again, “hardly as lovely as her. You’ve raised a rather endearing daughter.”

“You…” she blinks in confusion, sending you another flabbergasted peek, “you and my daughter…” she lets the suggestion hang. Jonathan does too as he gives you an option; come clean or take the bait.

“I was waiting to introduce you at the wedding,” you blurt out, “I… it’s new.” You say, each word jarring as the lies piece themselves together on your tongue, “and I thought,” you look at Jonathan pointedly, “he was out of town.”

“Business trip was canceled, rescheduled to a business breakfast,” he slithers, “I’m meeting Gerry soon,” he checks his watch, “but I will be sure to tell the hostess to put your bill with mine.”

“Oh–” you squeak.

“Oh my,” your mother trills, “you are too kind. That is…” she gapes at you openly, “you… you’re with my daughter. Her?”

He chuckles lightly, “why wouldn’t I be with such a beautiful woman?”

“I didn’t mean– I don’t– I’m very surprised,” she exclaims shrilly, “she never mentioned, but then again, she’s always been so private. So shy. And you seem like such a lovely man.”

“I like to think so, but please, she is not the lucky one,” he preens and steps towards you. He places his hand on your shoulder and bends, grazing his lips across your cheek, “go with it,” he whispers. 

You turn your head just as his lips aim for yours. He kisses you and the air leaves the room. Your chest ties tight and your entire body tingles. Oh, wow. You’re too swept up in the sensation of his unexpected kiss that you can’t remember why you were so off-kilter a moment ago.

“Now let me not interrupt further. A mother-daughter reunion,” he puts his hand to his chest, “how sweet.”

He backs away and dips his chin. He turns on his heel and crosses the restaurant as you stare after him. The server approaches and sets your drink in front of you. You drink it in the silence of your mother’s disbelief.

“Well, you’ve done finely,” she says in a stunted cadence, “I… he’s so handsome. And tall. And blond!”

“Mom,” you plead as you nearly choke on the orange juice.

“Well. Even you must realise he’s very… dashing as they’d say in his home country,” she flutters her lashes dreamily, “oh, yes, you must bring him to the wedding. He’ll look wonderful in the photos.”

You wet your lips with your tongue and nod. You look down at the table, still buzzing as your lips warm up. You can’t stop thinking about that kiss. It nips away at the anger that kept you up all night, but hardly solves your anxiety.

You can’t tell your mother you expect to be evicted in the next month or that you lost your job. So what now? How do you untangle the knot that only grows bigger and bigger?

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For once, your time with your mom is less than torturous. She keeps her barbs dull enough to leave you only bruised. Her mood is a touch above neutral, which for you, is an accomplishment. You’re content but not entirely at ease. You have a lot to figure out.

You bid her goodbye just outside the patio seating and wave to her as she unlocks her luxury car. You watch until you see her get in and let out a sigh. Shit. Not only do you have Jonathan to worry about, but you don’t expect Colin to be AWOL much longer.

So what do you do? Go home and face the music or call Jonathan and try not to melt into a puddle of embarrassment. It was a nice favour of him to pretend but you don’t want to assume anything. High hopes and stupid girlish fantasies got you into all this.

As you walk along the curb, a short toot draws you to a stop. You turn as the whir of a car window steals your attention and you face the familiar car. Jonathan leans over the passenger seat to see you.

“You’re not going to run away again, are you?” He asks.

You twist your heel into the pavement and bend down. You furrow your brows as that big question needles between them. You can’t lie anymore, you can’t just wait for the truth to come out, you just have to ask.

“How did you know I was here?”

His brows lift and his eyes roll to the side. He gives a guilty grin, “I hope you don’t… misinterpret it but I… staked out your building.”

“What?” You puff out.

“Yes, I know, it sounds very bad. And I won’t claim it was entirely sane but I wanted to see the police take him away after I filed the report. To be sure you were safe and then… I sat stuck in my own head. Wanting to run up those stairs and knock on your door but also terrified you wouldn’t answer,” he shrugs, “and I followed you because I worried you might run into him, but that’s only half the reason…”

You swallow and step closer, “Jonathan, what are you doing?”

“Being crazy,” he lowers his eyes bashfully, “I know, you don’t need two madmen after you.”

You shake your head and reach for the handle. You open the door and get in. He sits back, watching you as you move your purse into your lap. You stare at the dashboard.

“What is going on?” You turn your head and look into his beautiful blue eyes, “what is this?”

“I don’t…” he begins.

“You’re my boss.”

“I was.”

“I never should’ve dragged you into this–”

“I’m so happy you did,” he murmurs.

“Jonathan, please,” you beg, “it’s not right–”

“You quit,” he insists, “so what isn’t right?”

You pout and sit back, turning straight and looking up at the upholstered ceiling of the car. You don’t know what to say. No, you don’t know how to say it. Except…

“I’m stupid.”

“What?” He scoffs.

“I’m stupid because… I’m scared and lost. And I can’t make you follow me through that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Feelings don’t just go, they just get complicated,” you explain, parsing through the stirring in your gut, “I hate Colin, I’m scared to hell of him, but I still… feel some of those things I felt.”

“Oh, but darling,” he reaches over and rests his hand above your shoulder, “I know feelings don’t just go. Mine certainly won’t.”

“Feelings? For me? Are you sure it’s not pity?”

“I only pity myself for how deeply I’ve fallen,” he breathes as you sense him leaning in, “the first day I saw you, I knew. I’ve never been much of a romantic but I have to confess something.”

“What?” You shy away, sensing how close he is.

“I knew how to use the coffee machine,” he admits, “I just needed an excuse.”

“You… did?” You look at him. He’s so much closer than you thought.

“Oh yes, if you hadn’t helped with the machine, I would’ve failed miserably in front of you at making copies. And if that didn’t work, well, I suppose I’d just have to make a mistake in my numbers,” he purrs, “you would’ve helped me, wouldn’t you?”

You quiver out a breath. You want to collapse into him, you want to let him make you forget everything but him, and yet, you’re so afraid. You’re afraid to believe that this could ever be real for you.

He doesn’t let your fear win. His lips are on yours again and that’s all you need. Nothing is left but that moment, the feeling of his mouth on yours, how his hand comes up to frame your jaw and cradle your cheek, his other creeping behind your head as he clings to you desperately. You can’t help by latching onto his collar, diving into his need.

You don’t stop until you're dizzy and breathless. He pulls back, hovering before you, thumb tracing your cheek bone as his other hand tickles your neck. His eyes search you, admire you, you’ve never been looked at like that.

“May I drive you home?” He asks softly, nuzzling your nose with his.

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Crushed Masterlist

Summary: Your next door neighbours hook up, bringing to surface deep-seated feelings. (Colin Shea, Jonathan Pine)

Status: In Progress

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[cottagecheese1]

Unhinged worlds 1

summary: A few years after your father died, your mother marries a new man, to you having a new family meant new begging's, but what happens when your new begging comes spiraling apart just because of the people that made them.

paring: dark stepdad Andy Barber x reader x dark dbf Lloyd Hansen x reader x dark stepbrother Johnny storm x reader x dark bbf Colin Shea.

warnings- (DDLG undertones) stepcest, Johnny is NOT Andy's biological father, he is the adopted son. smut, do not engage if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, spanking, blackmail, p in v, edging, thigh riding, oral, fingering.

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"Mom, you know I've never met this man before, right?", you said with a slightly worried tone, your mother gives you an exasperated sigh and walked her way over to you, gripping your shoulders.

"Honey please, I just got married, I don't understand why you can't be happy for me this once.", you wrapped your arms around her neck and hugged your mother, she was right, you needed to see the best in this situation right now.

"I'm sorry mom, I am happy for you, it's just a lot to adjust to right now.", You gave your mother a slight smile and pulled away from her.

She gave you a smile back and responded, "oh I think you'll be okay; he has a son around your age, he's adopted but I think you two would like each other."

The smile on your face widened a little bit, your mouth opened once again to speak, but came to an abrupt stop as you saw an unfamiliar man stand behind your mother and give her a slight peck on the head.

Your mother giggled slightly and stepped back to stand by the man, "Honey, this is Andy, Andy this is my daughter.", your mother said as she spilled out your name back to the man beside her.

Andy unwrapped his arm around your mother's shoulder, and walked towards you, opening his arms forward to embrace you in a hug. This caught you off guard because for someone you just met, he seemed to be a little too touchy with you, but you thought nothing more of it, thinking it might just be the way your new stepfather expresses his feelings.

"It is so nice to finally meet you sweetie, I've heard so much about you." Andy said with a wide grin on his face, as he held you a little too tight for your own comfort.

As Andy was speaking to you, nodding your head once in a while at his banter. You heard a voice faintly behind Andy come closer.

"Dad, when will you let Colin come over, I'm fucking dying too actually-who is that?", you looked to see a younger guy with a buzzcut, and light blue eyes come out from behind Andy to get another good look at you.

Andy took a deep breath and gave a slight glare to the boy who shoved past him to you "Johnny, this is-", Andy was quickly stopped in the middle of his introduction when Johnny decided to introduce himself to you first.

"I'm Johnny, Johnny Storm, but you can call me whatever you like sweets", Johnny said with a smug grin as he took a step closer to you, and you instinctively took a step back from the muscular man, mumbling out an "okay.." and you adverted your gaze down to your feet.

It seemed a little rude once you actually processed what you just said, making yourself seem passive and unwelcoming, but for some reason you just felt shy around both of these new men, men that are now a part of your family, men that you are now permanently living with.

Johnny chuckled and continued to try to keep the conversation alive, even though his father stood sternly right behind him. Andy quickly shut down his next spill of flirtatious chatter when he saw how visibly uncomfortable you looked.

"Johnny, this is your new stepsister, don't be disrespectful.", Andy said with a warning, but Johnny just nodded and shrugged him off, giving you a playful wink and walking away with a slight skip, boosting himself over the curve of the driveway.

"Sorry about him, he just never runs out of energy ya know?" Andy says with a slight chuckle at the end. You smiled slightly and gave him a nod of reassurance.

"It's perfectly fine, doesn't bother me." You said quietly before adverting your gaze from him once again.

"Well, if he does, just come tell me and I'll go talk to him, I'd hate it if you felt uncomfortable in any way." Andy said with a slightly sympathetic look on his face.

Your mother took an earful of this moment, and decided to express her love for it "Oh Andy, you're too sweet, we both appreciate whatever you do for us."

Andy smiled brightly, still keeping his eyes glued to you, "Just doing what anyone would do" he responded.

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After a long day of moving boxes and making conversation, your social battery seemed to run out completely, wanting nothing more than to lay in bed and finally relax. Except it was only 3 in the afternoon.

With a lot of procrastination, you finally got out of bed and decided to dig through the fridge to find something to drink, making your way to the kitchen, until you heard a knock at the front door.

Thats weird? You weren't expecting anyone, maybe it's just one of those people who give out pamphlets about polar bears for no reason.

Making your way over to the door hesitantly, deciding if you really want to stand in the doorway and talk about how you can stop global warming for 30 minutes, but there also was a chance that it was actually somebody important.

Twisting the knob and opening the door to find a decently attractive man who looked to be around Johnny's age standing patiently. He twisted his head towards you and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Well, you're not Johnny." the man said with a slight smile on his face, and you nodded in agreement before responding.

"Um, if you're here for him, I guess you can come in." you responded as you took a step back to let him enter. He chuckled, walking past you to stand next to you as the door shut.

"Thanks sweetheart, I don't think I've met you before, I'm sure I would've remembered a cutie like you", he said playfully as your cheeks heat up slightly at the sudden comment.

"I-um, no we haven't met before, I think Johnny is in his room." You responded quickly before trying to walk away.

"Wait, hold on, I didn't get your name." the man said as he chased after you slightly, and you mumbled out your name slightly, waiting for him to reciprocate the action.

"Oh right, I'm Colin." You nodded once again.

"Nice to meet you, Colin.", deciding to try and end the conversation here so you could continue scavenging for a drink.

"Ok, ok, I can get a hint, I'll see you around sweetheart." He said as he gave you a wink before walking away.

What was weird about that is he kind of acts the same way Johnny does, but maybe that's why they're friends, of course people like other people that are similar to them, you felt stupid once you actually thought about it.

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Once you made your way into the kitchen, finally getting one step closer to what you wanted, except Andy was also in the kitchen leaning on the kitchen counter nursing a beer that he put down almost immediately at your presence.

"Honey, you scared me, did you need something?" He said and let out a sigh of relief that it was just you.

"I came to get a drink." You responded simply, just like the rest of you, Boring and simple.

"Of course..but could I talk to you about something honey, I just want to make sure there's no tension between us." He said softly, pushing himself off of the counter and towards you.

You gave Andy a nod of reassurance to continue, settling for a bottle of water as you sat down on the bar stool, right across where Andy was standing.

"I know your shy sweetie, but I want to let you know that you can tell me anything, your mother told me about your father, and I think it's important that you have a man in your life, someone that can take care of you honey, all of your wants and needs." Andy said softly, walking around the counter to stand behind you.

Your eyes widened as he rubbed circles on your back, your mother hasn't mentioned your father in years to you. She knows it's a sensitive subject for you to talk about, you doubt that your mother wouldn't have mentioned that to Andy.

"I-um-I don't really like to talk about my dad." you said with a slight tremble in your voice as you felt your throat get tighter, and your eyes get glassy with tears.

Your father died when you were only 9 but it felt like yesterday to you. Of course, you miss him, but you would rather not talk about it then mourn him every day.

Andy saw your eyes start to water, and your muscles start to tense. He just cooed at you lovingly, his hand moved off your back and moved directly behind you to wrap his arms around your shoulders.

"Oh sweetie, I know it's hard to talk about your feelings, but I want you to trust me, so I can be a good daddy and take care of you, don't you want that?" Andy said quietly while resting his chin on your shoulder.

Lost for words was one thing, you felt dumb, talking to you like a child, but deep down you found it strangely comforting. Andy walked back in front of you and grabbed your chin, tilting your head up softly with his fingers.

"You're my special little girl, I want you to know that honey." Andy added, while stroking your face like it was the most delicate thing in the world.

Trying to avoid eye contact with him was hard because than you couldn't help but feel tears run down your cheeks, maybe you did feel like Andy actually cared about you.

Andy suddenly pulled you closer to his chest while shushing you, pecking the top of your head once in a while. Hearing a faint noise of chatter coming closer to you made your head perk up with warning, you didn't want to anybody to see you cry today, especially over something you should've got over years ago.

"Hey dad I-what happened?" Johnny said as he skipped in the kitchen nosily, Colin standing right beside him, watching the scene unfold in front of him.

Looking from Andy's chest in embarrassment, watching the three men surrounding you, well mostly two in concern. This made more anxiety pump up in your chest and suddenly you darted down the hallway to your bedroom, where you should have stayed all along.

Ignoring the faint calls for your name and shutting the door behind you. Locking it and sliding down against your wall, finally letting all the sobs you've been keeping in until now. Great, now you won't hear the end of it tomorrow. Maybe a new family wasn't such a great idea after all.

A/n: It's been a minute since I posted ya'll, but I also just had a random urge to write a series with four hot men in it. Part two will be coming soon!

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[imaginedreamwrite]

Long shot but can I get a Soft!Dark Collin type of Mob boss with a Plus-size!Queen?

I’ll take a Drabble or just thoughts on it but I’m kinda hungry for it.

Hope you had an amazing weekend.

Oh OH do I have an idea!

Colin basked in the glow of your dewy skin in the morning light, the long night of you trapped beneath him, his cock sliding in and out of your cunt as he fucked into you. The dulcet sounds of your whines and whimpers as you took him, as you let him mark your flesh with his tongue and his hot seed was heaven.

And now, he was looking at the aftermath of the two of you fucking and the impressive and costly ring on your finger. You were so high on his cock, so drunk and spent while he fucked you dumb. You had signed a simple contract and allowed Colin to take you to dinner, never expecting that he would hide some details in the small print.

“Always get a lawyer to check a contract before you sign,” Colin grasped a bottle of champagne and raised it to his lips, smirking at his new wife as you lay in the afterglow, his cum still dripping from your puffy pussy lips, “but congratulations to me.”

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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

This year's Kinktober is going to be featuring moodboards that YOU guys help decide. Each of these were created by the moodboard events. Each day in the month of October you will get a new ONE shot. These are not one big universe. Each one will be a stand alone story. Without further adieu

The Girls Come Easy with Lloyd Hansen/Mickey Henry/Clark Kent Just Pull the Trigger with Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Take A Look with Paul Diskant The Spike in My Heart with Cole Turner We Don't Need No Thought Control with Ransom Drysdale Take the Time with Bucky Barnes This Hole In My Chest with Johnny Storm Losing My Mind with Ryan Ackerman Kiss the Stars with Ari Levinson An Open Page with Jefferson Nasty Naughty Boy with Andy Barber/Cole Turner Things I Can't Escape with Johnny Storm Last Night with Colin Shea Watch & See with Kyle How You Scream My Name with Jake Jensen No Privacy with Johnny Storm He Offers Me Protection with Dean Winchester/Soldier Boy Saints and Sinners with Curtis Everett Keep Coming Back For More with Lucas Lee Diamonds In His Watch with Steve Kemp Warm Up To Me with James Mace In Mysterious Ways with Mr. Freezy/Steve Kemp Fade Away with Ari Levinson It's Yours All Yours with Andy Barber Cause We're All Alone with Dayton White When I Crack That Whip with Mike Weiss What Lightning Sees with Frank Adler The Way You Did Last Night with Jimmy Dobyne Made To Be Mine with Jake Wyler Double Shot of Crown with Chase Collins Fear the Reaper with Ransom Drysdale/Curtis Everett

A/N: This one shots will have various forms of kink. They will range from sweeter kinks to dark. Read ALL warnings before each one shot. You are the one responsible for the content that you consume. Minors DNI!

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒃𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 - steve kemp

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𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒚𝒆𝒓 - andy barber

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - tangerine

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒄𝒌 - jake wyler

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 - colin shea

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - lloyd hansen 

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 - mark kincaid 

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒚 - lance tucker

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 - ransom drysdale

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒙𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 - curtis everett

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 - luke danes

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - mickey altieri 

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒆 - frank adler

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒇 - lee bodecker

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏 - clark kent (henry cavill)

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𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅 - jake jensen 

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒆𝒔 - max burnett

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒆 - logan howlett

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - billy loomis

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𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - john winchester

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - ari levinson

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𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 - steve rogers

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙-𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒏 - sam wilson

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒓 - willy wonka

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉 - patrick hockstetter

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𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉 - johnny storm

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 - stu macher

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 - terry the terrific

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏 - clark kent (tom welling)

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𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 - captain jack sparrow

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 - charlie swan 

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𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓 - negan

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𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 - rick grimes

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 - dean winchester

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𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏 - nick fowler

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𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 - lucas lee

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒃𝒐𝒚 - nathan young

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𝒏𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙-𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒓 - bucky barnes

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1K Followers | Special

Welcome to my 1K Followers Special, first of all I want to thank everyone here. I appreciate you all so much and I’m so grateful.

I want to give a special thanks to @lives-in-midgard with helping me to come up with the idea.

Below the cut is a prompt list where you can look for a prompt you like and send it with a character as ask. If you want to you can also add ideas you want me to include in the oneshot. You can sent the ask also anonymous.

The work can include Smut, Fluff, Angst and Dark stuff. The warnings are tagged in each oneshot, you’re responsible for the stuff you read.

Feel free to also check my Masterlist and feel free to join my Taglist.

Some of my followers are writing by themselves and for those people who want to write something by themselves just look for a prompt and write your own story. Just tag me in the oneshot then and I will add your work here.

Characters/People I will write for: (x fem!Reader, except Stucky)

Actors: Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Florence Pugh

Marvel Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Yelena Belova

Other Sebastian Stan Characters: Mickey Henry, Steve Kemp, Jefferson, Max Burnett

Other Chris Evans Characters: Colin Shea, Andy Barber, Frank Adler, Johnny Storm

Fluff:

1. “I don’t mind cuddling all day with you.”

2. "Come on, grumpy face, this will be fun!"

3. “Everything okay?” “I just really missed you.”

4. "I feel so save when I'm with you."

Smut:

1. “Suck, it doesn’t clean itself.”

2. “I hope you don’t plan to cum before I allow you to cum.”

3. “I’m gonna fill you.”

4. “I like when you moan my name.”

Angst:

1. “Come home with me or it’s over between us.”

2. “I thought I could trust you.”

3. “You thought I love you? I don’t.”

4. “Who did this to you?”

Dark:

1. “You can’t escape me.”

2. “You will obey.”

3. “Be nice, it’s not bad here. I will take care of you but you have to listen.”

4. “Don’t worry, you will learn to love me.”

Fluff: ❤️ | Smut: 🔥 | Angst: 🍂

— 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

— 𝐌𝐚𝐱 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭 | 🔥

— 1.4𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

Prompts: “I hope you don’t plan to cum before I allow you to cum.” / “You will obey.”

Max paid so you don’t have to go to the therapy anymore and takes you home, but you didn’t know he owns you then, until he makes it clear and makes sure you know you’re his.

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

— 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 | ❤️

— 520 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

Prompts: “Everything okay?” “I just really missed you.”

Steve comes home from his one-week mission

— 𝐈𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 | ❤️

— 1188 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

Prompts: "Come on, grumpy face, this will be fun!"

You try to convince your best friend to go ice skating with you, which he agrees after you give him a bit more attention.

[onsunnyside]

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 🌟💦

the urge has won and I’m throwing very impromptu party for all the underrated and underappreciated cevans daddies. It’s time to give them the love they deserve.

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬:

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 | super impromptu: Dec. 6 (to 3pm EST on the 7th) *CLOSED*

˚*｡:°☾ 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬/𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: must be related to the party theme! these can be about any of my current works or fresh ideas/prompts | (˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ |  𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐬)

𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬: must include the following characters: Jake Jensen, James Mace, Ryan Ackerman, Johnny Storm, Colin Shea, Jake Wyler, and Bryce Langley. any aus and tropes accepted (fluff, dark, anything slutty or soft really). Additional daddies: Syd, Lucas Lee, Frank Adler, and Nick Gant.

Before sending a prompt, please check the list of completed drabbles in case it has already been sent. No requests are guaranteed.

all asks/drabbles/things related to my celebration will be tagged under: #underrated daddy party & all drabbles will be reblogged onto my library: @onsunnysidelibrary

Reminder: my blog is 18+ — minors DNI. [time zone converter]

𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐬: all fics, drabbles, etc.

updated as they’re posted | [smut*]

#bf stepbro Ryan aka Ari’s little stepbrother!Ryan Ackerman: crushes to lovers (best friend!Ari) | spicier option* (boyfriend!Ari)

space dork!boyfriend!Mace takes you to the planetarium

nasa bros: Mace vs Johnny for airhead!reader (tag)

tattooed and pierced frat boy!Jake Jensen (tag)

#mean daddy jensen: lovesick boyfriend!Jake Jensen turns into mean daddy!Jake Jensen | punishment + humiliation*

Jake Wyler seduces nerd!reader during a tutoring session*

#stoner space nerds: stoner nerd!boyfriend!Jake Jensen invites his plug co-nerd!Mace over for some weed and space documentries*

shy boyfriend!Jensen wants you to ride him*

grumpy!Mace x shy!sunshine!reader

fake good!mean boyfriend!Jake Jensen x airhead!reader (tag)

frat bros!Johnny Storm & Jake Wyler have a thing for the same girl

[chrisdrysdale]

my fairy diary

welcome to my masterlist...

keys: (s)mut, (f)luff, (a)ngst, (d)ark, (i)llusions to smut

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

bucky barnes

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

to have and to hassle (s,f,a)

babysitting (s,f)

first time (s,f,a)

anything for my baby (s,f)

never again (s,f)

of course not (s,f)

help (s,f)

cant quite do it (s,f)

3 month 6 days and 15 hours (a,s)

crash (f,a)

sunrise kisses (f)

better alone (s,f)

not that just you (s,a,f)

dont look at me like that (s,f,a)

cling onto you (s,f)

my marks (s,f)

he likes her feisty (i,a,f)

home (s,f)

you'll always be with me (A,s,f)

touch (a,f)

im here i have you (a,f)

we'll try again (f,i,a) - mentions of pregnancy

you're soaking! (i,f)

the look around (i,f)

all for you (f)

these are for you (a)

Love shot (a,f,i)

My only love (a, f)

bucky drabbles

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

ketchup (f)

red lace (s) --- part 2 (s)

swim (i,f)

no apologies needed (s,a)

Am I dying (s)

drunk (s, f)

dom!bucky (s)

drunk!bucky (s)

shaving bucky (f)

protective bucky (f)

the hobbit and cookies (f)

sub!bucky (s,f)

easter with the barnes (f)

bucky's nightmare (f,a)

sea coral (f,a)

snuggles (f)

bucky & a breeding kink (s)

road trip (s)

repairs (s)

wake up (a,f)

boop (f)

hold me (f)

neck (a,f)

jealous dilf!bucky (s)

bucky series

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Runaway bride masterlist

steve rogers

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

soon sweetheart soon (a,f) - platonic

petals (f,s)

petals - pt2. (f,s)

tipsy (f,s)

tispy - pt2. (f,s)

call me by your name (f,s)

Helpless ( d, s, a) - very dark

woah.. (f)--- part 2 (f) --- part 3 (f)

thingy (s, f)

lloyd hansen

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

breed (s)

stucky

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

ours (f,a,i)

let it out (a,s,f)

join us (s,f)

well well well what do we have here (s)

matt murdock

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

cutie (f)

sebastian stan

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

need a minute (a,f,s)

beautiful (a,f,i)

chris evans ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

love's gaze (f)

finally! (f)

i’m keeping it (f)

Grief (a,f)

Sleepyheads (f)

Bubble (f)

My AU’s

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

farmland sweetness AU (f,a,s)

Seb and Chris characters from kinktober in april 2022 +18s

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

marking with chris beck

eating out with nick fowler

swallowing with frank (e,b)

daddy kink with lance tucker

spooning with colin shea

roleplay with Ransom

sex toys with johnny storm

whips with curtis everett

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Crushed 16

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, manipulation, cheating, sleazy behaviour, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Your next door neighbours hook up, bringing to surface deep-seated feelings.

Characters: Colin Shea, Jonathan Pine

Note: Surpreez!

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me <3

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)

Love you like my dog loves belly rubs (that’s a lot). Take care. 💖

All dread washes away as you're swept up in the rush. The drive home quickly becomes a fleet, entangled scramble to the front door. Jonathan pushes you against the front door, crushing his lips to yours as you desperately search your bag for your keys.

“Please,” you rasp as you turn your head, “I can't–”

“Sorry, darling,” he pulls away breathlessly, “I can't help myself.”

“Just…” you can barely tell him to wait. Adrenaline courses through you, you really think it’s going to happen. This is real, someone really wants you.

You grasp your keys and pull them out, jingling them in victory as Jonathan steps back. You turn to shove them in the slot as his hand tickles up and down your back. A shiver rolls up your spine and radiates across your muscles. You open the door and he grabs it above your head, trailing you closely as you hurry inside.

You giggle, unable to withhold your brimming giddiness. You scurry to the stairs as he follows, tugging at you, touching you any chance he has, like a game of cat and mouse. You can’t get a few steps ahead before he’s on you again.

As you approach your door, he covers your hand with his. He takes the keys from you gently and unlocks the door himself. You look up at him as he nudges the door open, flush to your back as he urges you inside. You turn to face him as you enter, pulling him in by the lapels of his suit.

He stumbles with you, the keys hitting rhe floor in a jangle as he kicks the door shut right before he scoops you up. You squeak and let him, giving a little hop before wrapping your legs around him. Your lips lock onto each other again, your hands roving over his shoulders and around his head. Your fingers comb into his hair as you’re desperate for more. More of him. All of him.

He staggers against the wall, shielding you with his arm around you. He crushes you against the platter as he moans into your mouth. A fire scourges over you. Not just your own need, but his. You can feel how much he wants you. A wholly intoxicating sensation you’ve never known before.

He parts, leaning his forehead against yours, breathless as his blue colour your existence.

“Darling,” he keeps you aloft as he nuzzles your nose with his, “shall I go on?”

You bite your lip and nod, drawing him back to you with a hum. He chuckles as your mouths meet once more. He moves you away from the wall, continuing his slow but deliberate advance into your apartment.

He carries you blindly with him, grunting as his leg hits the end table, jostling you as he angles around, entwined in you fully. He sidles along the couch and lowers you onto the cushions. You land with a gasp, pulling back from him again.

You gaze up at him as he holds himself over you. You keep your legs around him, your hands feeling the tension in his neck. In that moment it's as if you're both trapped in the same cloud of disbelief. You flutter your lashes and look away shyly, the words crawling from your throat without permission.

“I never…” you swallow as your cheeks burn, “oh, gosh, I'm sorry, but I've never…” you rolls your eyes back against your embarrassed tears and laugh at yourself, “Jonathan…” you murmur, unable to force the confession out.

“I don't mind if you don't,” he slides his arm under your neck, holding himself up on his elbow as he tilts his body over yours, “we don't… tell me if it's too much, fawn, I will hear you.”

You flick your hot eyes and look at him. His irises blaze as he admires you, his fingers tracing along your cheek. He leans in, his breath dancing on your lips, “I am in no hurry,” he assures you before closing the distance.

You dissolve into him as he coaxes you easily. His hand tickles along your throat, thumb pressing just so to elicit a razing heat across your skin. He delves further, plucking open the front of your blouse.

You tremble and his lips drag along your cheek. You hold your breath as he bares your chest, button by button. His lips graze your ears as his timbre rises in a silty rasp, “is that alright?”

You can only let out a squeak and nod. You swallow the lump in your throat and run your hand down his arm, “yes.”

He purrs and lets his fingers dance beneath the fabric, shyly exploring the thin pad of your bra, “and this?”

You hum and eke out another affirmation. He kisses your cheek and your jaw as he follows your encourage, gently cupping you as his thumb feels the tender flesh along the top of the cotton. You arch your back as your hand trails up his arm and you pull at the strained fabric of his jacket.

“What is it?” He nibbles your earlobe between words, “what do you want?”

“Off,” is all you can manage.

He laughs again. It isn't mocking or mighty, more so endearing. He slips his hand from beneath your shirt and lifts his shoulder. He raises himself on one elbow, awkwardly freeing one arm then leaning over to shed the other sleeve. His jacket drops to the floor as you eye his throat above his shirt collar.

“All of it?” He goads and you look him in the face as he winks.

Your breath escapes you as your lust mingles with horror at being caught, “your shirt…”

“As you wish,” he sits up on the edge of the couch, unbuttoning his shirt and stripping it from his broad shoulders. He lets it fall with his jacket.

He comes to face you again, lowering himself onto his side next to you as you roll to meet him. He balances on the edge as you hover a hand before his chest, marveling at the muscle. You feel suddenly very inadequate.

“Are you sure?” You peer up at him.

He smiles and strokes his finger under your chin, “are you?”

You close your eyes and take a breath, giving permission not only to him but yourself, “yes, I'm sure.”

He presses his lips to yours and you quickly sink back into the moment. You feel the world shift as he subtly moves you over him, laying flat beneath you. Your stomach meets his bare skin as your shirt slumps down your arms, restraining you.

You move your legs to straddle him and sit up, irritated by the shirts flapping tails. You shrug it away and swipe it over the coffee table. As you look down at Jonathan, his fingertips brush up your stomach as his eyes drink you in.

That look! It drives you crazy. How can he look at you like that?

You let your deepest yearning get the best of you. The years of longing, of loneliness, of curiosity. You run your hands up his torso and back down, taking in every inch of lean muscle. His hands frame your hips as he watches your exploration.

“I must insist,” he sits up suddenly as you slide your hands up to his shoulders, “ladies first.”

Confusion sparks but can't catch as he lurches you suddenly onto your back. He's on you again, his mouth following his hand as he dotes on you; cheek, jaw, neck, chest, a steady but patient descent. Your stomach clenches as he lingers along your chest, his hand crawling beneath you, swiftly, almost expertly unhook your bra.

You gasp as he lifts his head. You let the straps slacken and nod at him. Yes, please, keep going. He doesn’t need more than that. He frees your arms one at a time from the straps and unveils your chest. You resist the urge to hide. He’s the first to see you.

He bows his head and goes back to his worship. That’s exactly what it feels like. As if he’s enshrined in some sacred mission. He kisses between your tits, fondling one side, then the other, pecking along the soft skin, teething, teasing. You feel the plucking as the pressure pinpoints between his lips, drawing on your nipples.

You look down at his head, bent as his shoulders hunch. The sight is electrifying. He purrs as he drags his lips lower, down your stomach, once more nipping and kissing along his path. He gets to the top of your pants and bites the fabric with a growl. He tilts his head to peek up at you.

You watch him. He picks open your fly as you lay enshrined in his delight. He eases the fabric down, sliding his hand beneath your ass as he urges your pants lower and lower. He sits on his heels as he untangles your ankles, knocking your flats off as he does.

He’s quickly back to his mission. He buries his face against your pelvis, nosing your cotton panties as he feels along the scalloped trim. You shiver as his breath dampens the fabric and seeps through to your skin.

“More?” He asks, the movement of his lips stealing a moan from you.

“Please,” you gulp and brace the back of the couch, fighting to rein in your nerves. As much as you want it, you’re scared. What if there’s something wrong with you? What if you don’t taste right?

He rolls down your panties, peppering kisses along your pelvis as he uncovers you. You squeeze your thighs together. He lets his fingers wander down your legs and prods with his thumbs, easing them apart as you surrender. He hums as his eyes fall and he pushes himself back on his knees, bending to hover his head above your pelvis.

He kisses the tuft of hair and you wince. He does it again and you let out another moan. A third time and he lets his tongue glide down between your folds. You squeal at the cool sensation. It’s so different and new and strange, but wonderful. What’s more, you feel yourself, wet and wanting for him, mingling with him as he delves into you.

A growl rolls up his throat and through you as he tastes you. His tongue swirls around your bud, setting a new fire alight. You arch your back further, gulping as your arm shoots down unthinkingly. You tug at his hair, clutching a silky shank as you beg him wordlessly.

He laps you up. Slowly at first, then faster, more fervently, as if he is just as desperate as you. He breathes into you as his fingers tickle up your thigh. Your other leg falls over the edge of the couch and you’re splayed completely. Your hand drifts down and you grip his shoulder as you curl and whine.

You puff out as a sudden wave of hot and cold swallows you up. Your body quakes as an orgasm unlike any you’ve had before sweeps you into a tide of spasms and twitches. Your voice drones out of you uncontrollably as you succumb to the sheer pleasure coursing from him into you.

He edges along your lips with his fingers, poking and rubbing, spreading your ecstasy around. He prods a single finger at your entrance, dipping in just a little, then pulling back. He repeats the motion, in and out, each time a little further till he's buried to his knuckle.

He turns his hand, tongue still diligent, matching his own pace as he finds another knot to untangle. You moan and pant, shaking as another climax crashes down, muscles vibrating and veins fiery. You drift into the afterglow, eyelids fluttering as your head swims with joy.

He reluctantly drags his hand away from you and raises himself on his knees. You watch him dreamily as he grins and bends over you again. He kisses you on the mouth, leaving your own flavour on your lips. He groans, his hips jerking as if not of his own volition. He cradles your cheek and rests his forehead on yours.

“More?” He repeats.

You whisper, “yes” and pull him to kiss you again. A long, needful kiss to say ‘never enough.’

When you part, he rises over you. He stands, eyes stuck to you as he works at unbuckling belt. Once it's undone, he seems to disemble. He fumbles with his fly and staggers as he tries to untangle his feet. He laughs at himself as he stops to untie his shoes and kick them off. He peels away his socks before finally stepping out of his rumples trousers.

You can't help but giggle too. The thought of him being just as excited, even as nervous, as you is comforting. He stands in only his briefs, bulging with expectation as he looks down his body. Wow.

He hooks his thumb under the elastic and pulls it out. You watch, spellbound as he rolls them down and he springs free unrestrained. He's unabashed by his own desire as he lets the fabric fall free.

He kicks away his briefs and comes closer. You're surprised as he takes your hand, moving it to his dick as it bobs above you. It's not so much lewd as it is assuring. He lets you feel him, guiding you up and down as he shudders in response. You squeeze and shift on the cushions.

You let him go and he kneels between your legs. He brings his hand to your pelvis, rubbing your cunt, spreading your lips, stoking a new flow. He angles his body down over yours, keeping his fingers along your folds.

He looks you in the eye as as he tilts his hips, pausing as you stare back wideyed. He kisses your lips and lingers just above them, “still sure?”

“Yes,” you answer a bit too quickly.

He moves closer and presses his tip along your folds. He drags himself up and down, wetting his head before stopping at your entrance. You hold your breath as he pushes, just a little. He does just as he did before, inching in then rearing back, then deeper, not to much. Patient but fervent.

He sinks into halfway. You groan at the strain in your walls. He presses his lips to your forehead as his voice rumbles in his throat. He rocks, further and further. You bend yournlegs around him, an arm draped behind his neck as you stretch the other down, touching his hip as he bottoms out.

You hiss out and he tries to pull back, “less?”

You shake your head and grit your teeth, reaching further to grope his ass, holding him deep even as tears prick. It's not pain, though theres a dull weight in your core, it's something else. Fear. Of losing this moment. Of never feeling this way again.

“More,” you moan, “please, more.”

[writing-for-marvel]

These are all the fics l've read in March. Please go show all these amazing writers some much deserved love! Also please remember to read the warnings for each individual fic

🔥 - smut | 💗 - fluff | 💧 - angst | 😈 - dark

Dividers by @saradika

Bucky Barnes

💗 Peachy Sweet (series) by @straywords

💗 Pie-eyed over you (series) by @themorningsunshine

💧💗 My Little Love (series) by @crazyunsexycool

💧💗🔥 Is This A Crime? (series) by @/crazyunsexycool

🔥 Give It To Me by @flordeamatista

💧 Where’s My Love by @/flordeamatista

💗 Scars To Your Beautiful by @bucky-barnes-diaries

💧💗 You and Me and Us by @jobean12-blog

💗 With Love by @/jobean12-blog

💧💗🔥 Bucky x reader by @soulgazingwithbucky

💗🔥 Face to Face by @venusstorm

💧💗 Barrister Beau’s by @jadedvibes

💧💗 Oversteer by @slyyywriting

💗💧 Luminescent by @rookthorne

💧💗 Protective by @onceuponastory

Steve Rogers

💗 Take a Fucking Hint by @hannibals-favourite-meal

😈🔥 And All Was Lost by @witchywithwhiskey

😈💧 Love Like a Scar by @targaryenvampireslayer

💗 Too Many Wingmen by @beccaanne814

💗🔥 Not-so-lazy Rainy Day by @no-not-without-you-blog

💧💗 Paying It Forward by @kellyn1604

💧💗 I Promise by @saiyanprincessswanie

Joaquin Torres

💗🔥 These Hands Had To by @buckets-and-trees

Augustus Pugliese

💗 augustus pugliese x gn!reader by @rodrikstark

Colin Shea

🔥 Soul Sucker by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Curtis Everett

💧 Soiled by @navybrat817

Ari Levinson

🔥💗 Skin by @/flordeamatista

💗 The Flu by @secretswiftymarvelfan

💧💗 Your Bodyguard by @/secretswiftymarvelfan

💗 “I’m going to carry you to bed if you keep arguing with me about needing sleep.” by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

💗🔥 Ari Levsinson x reader by @imaginedreamwrite

🔥💗💧 Free Practice by @/slyyywriting

💧💗 Open Up by @galatially

Sherlock Holmes (from Enola Holmes)

💗 En Garde by @ithebookhoarder

💧💗 Red Carnation by @shotgunbunny

Joel Miller

💗🔥 Boys In Bed With Books by @/jobean12-blog

💧💗 You’re My Purpose by @mellowsaturns

🔥 Shameless by @lavendertales

[cottagecheese1]

Chapter 2

summary: A few years after your father died, your mother marries a new man, to you having a new family meant new begging's, but what happens when your new begging comes spiraling apart just because of the people that made them. paring: dark stepdad Andy Barber x reader x dark dbf Lloyd Hansen x reader x dark stepbrother Johnny storm x reader x dark bbf Colin Shea.

warnings- (DDLG undertones) stepcest, Johnny is NOT Andy's biological father, he is the adopted son. smut, do not engage if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, spanking, blackmail, p in v, edging, thigh riding, oral, fingering.

Series master list right here

The day was new, sadly, after last night you didn’t know if leaving your room was a good option in the first place, well of course you’d live, but the embarrassment you felt at the moment made you feel like the world was ending. You always felt a little sensitive and awkward towards every little situation that came your way. When you say it in your head it always sounds like a bad thing even though there are worse things in the world, and you shouldn’t even come close to feeling unfortunate in any situation–or thats what your mother would tell you, at a point your life your mother used to make you feel vain–blaming you for your fathers death saying it was your fault, of course you knew your mother had loved you, I mean she was also going through the grief of losing her husband, you shouldn’t be selfish–thats what she would also tell you.

After a long two hours of laying in bed, you rolled in bed and looked at your alarm clock that read 9:23am, and you could already hear the shuffling and laughter of the boys in the kitchen, deciding to just suffer through it and just hope nobody brings up the previous night, they all probably forgot about it by now, right? You could only hope because you sure haven’t forgotten.

Making your way down the hall where the chuckling and the sizzling of bacon started to make itself more present as you stepped into the kitchen, your head automatically goes down towards the floor when the chatter abruptly stops–the awkward sizzling of bacon mocking you as you walk towards the bread.

Andy stops and turns toward you with a small smile while leaning on the marble countertop, finally deciding to break the silence, “good morning honey, I made breakfast if you’re interested, bacon and uh maybe some pancakes if Johnny will save some for the rest of us.” he says the last part while turning towards a shirtless johnny stuffing his mouth full, mumbling out a “sorry”.

You tilt your head up toward Andy, and grab the bread, “no thanks Andy, maybe later–thanks though–well not that I don’t want any it's just-” you stutter out, until Andy interrupts you with a soft chuckle.

Andy walks behind you–tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before he leaned down to press a small kiss to your temple, “Oh pumpkin, what am I gonna do with you hm? With your cute self.” your cheeks tinted red, and besides that you could hear Johnny, and Colin snickering–probably making fun of you.

Not really knowing how to respond, but suddenly another thought comes to mind–where's your mother? Now curious, you turned and asked Andy, face still red as a beet, “um- where's my mom?” Andy half listens to you as he plays with your hair softly.

“She’s on a business trip, won’t be back for a few weeks, so you get to spend some alone time with us.” Andy says as he smirks.

You advert your gaze back to the toaster and give him a quick “okay”, before turning back around he huffs dramatically grabbing his keys swiftly, but before he heads out, he stops before the two chuckling boys.

“You boys be nice, treat her good until I get home, okay? Oh honey, if you need anything just give me a call, okay? Johnny should help you with anything, if not, I’ll be back around 11:00. Be good you two.”, and at that Andy was out the door, now it’s just you and them.

Johnny sighed and got up dramatically, “I’m gonna go take a shower, you kids have fun.” he said as he walked toward his bedroom.

Now it was just Colin and you, but as soon as you heard the toaster pop up, you scurried to your room–not even bothering to grab the butter–once you got to your room, closing the door you sighed and switched your phone on for the next hour.

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After another 30 minutes of contemplating if you should leave your room or not, you do. Opening the door slowly, and walking down the hall to the living room, where you thought watching TV would be an option for you, but Colin seemed to be taking up the couch and the entire atmosphere, and God was it intimidating.

Before you could turn away, and advance to the comfort of your own room–Colin stopped you abruptly. He threw his head back over the back of the couch, and called your name out.

“Hey!- don’t leave, come join me, I’m watching 21 jump street, I want you to come watch it with me.”

He sounded so demanding, but maybe that's just his way of expressing himself, so you watch as he scoots over a tad, and pats the spot next to him. This is when you seem to notice he doesn’t have a shirt on under his thin jacket, but you still sit down awkwardly next to him.

Suddenly he scoots closer to you, and wraps an arm around you, pulling you to him slightly as he says “relax baby, just getting comfortable, you wanna lay on me?”

“Oh, well I’m ok right now, I wouldn’t wanna-” he cuts you off by his own words, “cmon baby, I don’t mind, it's just some friendly cuddles, don’t gotta be all shy about it.” he says the last part chuckling.

You stay silent as he speaks again, “Here–I’ll help you.” Coin grunts a bit as he pulls you on top of him, and pushes your head onto his chest, softly stroking your hair. As much as you’d hate to admit it, it did feel kind of nice, maybe because he was nice and warm, and solid–Colin interrupts your train of thought when he speaks again.

“Isn’t this nice baby? All nice and relaxed…You're such a good girl, you know that?” he says with a mischievous glint in his voice while stroking your back, his voice still vibrating off of you he continues, “So, so quiet. Bet you're a virgin huh? All pure and untouched, from the way you're grinding on my dick and acting all innocent about it, you have to be.”

You feel stiff all the sudden, like you can’t move, now you're overly aware of the fact that his dick is poking your thigh. Then to make things worse he leans down toward your ear, “You know me, and Johnny talked about fucking you last night? Or how adorable you would look trying to wrap your lips around our cocks–and the tears that would run down that pretty face as we both fucked you till you couldn’t walk–or talk–bet you're a cock drunk bitch when you have the chance, huh?”

This is when you really started to freak out, trying to shove away from him eagerly, “Stop! Get off me! Andy will come back any time.”, and Colin just laughed at your plea, which made you slightly confused.

“Oh Baby, you poor girl, Andy’s the worst of both of us, if you knew all the dirty shit he’s said about you, you’d be crying–or well you already are–your new daddy just wants to pound you into his mattress until you're crying honey, and so much more.”

Your eyes widened at his statement, that couldn’t be, Andy cared about you..right? The thoughts that ran a million miles in your head suddenly got interrupted by another presence entering the room. Johnny.

Crying out for him as Colin licked and sucked on your neck, making you whimper pathetically in the process, “Johnny, please get him off of me..” you said pleadingly.

Johnny stared at you mockingly as he bent down to your level, where you still laid beneath Colin helplessly. He stroked the side of your face teasingly before he said, “Now why would I do that hm? Not when you’re whimpering so sweetly baby.” Colin then let up off you, leaning back into the couch, pulling you into his lap in the process as you felt your thighs subconsciously rub together.

After Johnny made his way beside you and Colin–sandwiching yourself between them as result, he stroked your thigh up and down, slowly making his way to your clothed core, “Look how fucking red you are, just from some teasing hm? you wanna feel me sweetheart? Don’t even try to hide how wet you are–bet you haven’t even had your first kiss yet.”

You had to be slightly surprised at his forwardness, no you haven’t had your first kiss yet, but you just told yourself that you're waiting for the right person. Colin chuckled at Johnny’s antics, this is also when you noticed that Johnny was not wearing a shirt–or pants for a matter of fact, this realization made you feel hotter all over.

Colin leaned over and looked at Johnny, “You know the old man won’t like it if we take her first kiss without him being here."

Johnny rolled his eyes and scoffed, still stroking your thighs, “Fuck that old geezer, I'm taking what's min-” Johnny got cut off by a loud slam of a door and jingling of car keys jingling. You three looked over toward the door to see Andy in the doorway, his arms crossed intimidatingly.

“what's going on here fellas..trying to break her in without me?” Andy said with a smirk as he reached the end of his sentence. He walked over to you slowly, and took your small face into both of his large hands, “And what about you honey? Having fun without daddy, hm? Good thing I’m here now.” He ends the last of his words with a chuckle.

Pleading for help wouldn’t even save you right now, after what Johnny and Colin just confessed to you–especially Andy–all you can do is hope for the best.

A/n: sorry for the short late chapter ya'll (I edited it at the end because the order was fucked up for those who were as confused as me.)

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There are many books coming out this month, and I thought it would be fun to highlights five of them with gorgeous covers that caught my attention. Have any of these caught your eye yet?

Damned if You Do by Alex Brown Page Street

Seven years ago, Cordelia Scott’s abusive father left without a word, and life has been normal ever since. The seventeen-year-old spends her days stage managing the school play (which is going great, if anyone asks), pining over her best friend, Veronica, and failing one too many pop quizzes. She’s never been sad that her father left, but she knows something is...missing. When her school guidance counselor, Fred, reveals during a session that he’s actually a demon, she learns that something is indeed missing: a piece of her actual soul. Why? She unwittingly made a deal with him to make her father disappear – then bargained to have the memory erased. To make matters worse, Fred is here to make another bargain: Help him with a “little” demonic problem, or she’s doomed to spend eternity in Hell with her father. The deal? Help Fred neutralize a rival demon, who means to do more harm in her hometown than your average demon deal. --Cover image and summary via Goodreads

The Dark Place by Britney S. Lewis Disney Hyperion

Seventeen-year-old Hylee Williams didn't ask to disappear. But she did disappear, and not only that, but when she vanished from our world, she materialized in a dark, twisted version of the night that changed her life forever: the night her older brother went missing. Just as Hylee realizes this moment could be the key to unraveling the truth about her brother, she's yanked away from the dark place back to our world. Craving a sense of normalcy, she goes to a party with her best friend--where she meets Eilam Roads. Tall, handsome, and undeniably, inexplicably familiar, Hylee can't help the pull she feels towards him. It's a classic teen girl-meets-boy situation, until it happens again. She disappears, right in front of him. Together, Hylee and Eilam investigate the truth about time, space, and reality, with Hylee increasingly convinced her time travel holds the key to saving her brother. But the more they learn, the more Hylee begins to see darkness lurking in her world--and in herself. -- Cover image and summary via Goodreads

Forged by Blood (The Tainted Blood Duology #1) by Ehigbor Okosun Harper Voyager

In the midst of a tyrannical regime and political invasion, Dèmi just wants to survive: to avoid the suspicion of the nonmagical Ajes who occupy her ancestral homeland of Ife; to escape the King’s brutal genocide of her people—the darker skinned, magic wielding Oluso; and to live peacefully with her secretive mother while learning to control the terrifying blood magic that is her birthright. But when Dèmi’s misplaced trust costs her mother’s life, survival gives way to vengeance. She bides her time until the devious Lord Ekwensi grants her the perfect opportunity—kidnap the Aje prince, Jonas, and bargain with his life to save the remaining Oluso. With the help of her reckless childhood friend Colin, Dèmi succeeds, but discovers that she and Jonas share more than deadly secrets; every moment tangles them further into a forbidden, unmistakable attraction, much to Colin’s—and Dèmi’s—distress. The kidnapping is now a joint mission: to return to the King, help get Lord Ekwensi on the council, and bolster the voice of the Oluso in a system designed to silence them. But the way is dangerous, Dèmi’s magic is growing yet uncertain, and it’s not clear if she can trust the two men at her side. A tale of rebellion and redemption, race and class, love and trust and betrayal, Forged by Blood is epic fantasy at its finest, from an enthusiastic, emerging voice. -- Cover image and summary via Goodreads

I Feed Her to the Beast and the Beast Is Me by Jamison Shea Henry Holt and Co.

There will be blood. Ace of Spades meets House of Hollow in this villain origin story. Laure Mesny is a perfectionist with an axe to grind. Despite being constantly overlooked in the elite and cutthroat world of the Parisian ballet, she will do anything to prove that a Black girl can take center stage. To level the playing field, Laure ventures deep into the depths of the Catacombs and strikes a deal with a pulsating river of blood. The primordial power Laure gains promises influence and adoration, everything she’s dreamed of and worked toward. With retribution on her mind, she surpasses her bitter and privileged peers, leaving broken bodies behind her on her climb to stardom. But even as undeniable as she is, Laure is not the only monster around. And her vicious desires make her a perfect target for slaughter. As she descends into madness and the mystifying underworld beneath her, she is faced with the ultimate continue to break herself for scraps of validation or succumb to the darkness that wants her exactly as she is—monstrous heart and all. That is, if the god-killer doesn’t catch her first. From debut author Jamison Shea comes I Feed Her to the Beast and the Beast Is Me , a slow-burn horror that lifts a veil on the institutions that profit on exclusion and the toll of giving everything to a world that will never love you back.

Her Radiant Curse by Elizabeth Lim Knopf Books for Young Readers

One sister must fall for the other to rise. Channi was not born a monster. But when her own father offers her in sacrifice to the Demon Witch, she is forever changed. Cursed with a serpent’s face, Channi is the exact opposite of her beautiful sister, Vanna—the only person in the village who looks at Channi and doesn’t see a monster. The only person she loves and trusts. Now seventeen, Vanna is to be married off in a vulgar contest that will enrich the coffers of the village leaders. Only Channi, who’s had to rely on her strength and cunning all these years, can defend her sister against the cruelest of the suitors. But in doing so, she becomes the target of his wrath—launching a grisly battle royale, a quest over land and sea, a romance between sworn enemies, and a choice that will strain Channi’s heart to its breaking point. Weaving together elements of The Selection and Ember in the Ashes with classic tales like Beauty and the Beast, Helen of Troy, and Asian folklore, Elizabeth Lim is at the absolute top of her game in this thrilling yet heart-wrenching fantasy that explores the dark side of beauty and the deepest bonds of sisterhood. -- Cover image and summary via Goodreads

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Alpha!silverfox!Steve Rogers

Asylum!Steve Rogers and nurse!Reader

Brave New World

Breathe You In

Curtis & Mousey

Jake Jensen & Pretty Girl

Jake Jensen & Princess

Lloyd & Pumpkin

Lycan!Steve Rogers & barista!Reader

Photo ask game drabbles

Silverfox!professor!Ari Levinson & his librarian

Silverfox!Bucky & Sweet Girl

Silverfox!Johnny Storm & Little flame

Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!paramedic!Bucky Barnes & Bambi

Werewolf!Ari Levinson & Sweetpea

Wildest Dreams

Six sentence smut — thick thighs, Stucky x reader

Johnny & Jake & plus-sized reader

Sugar & Spice welcome home Wednesday

Thick thighs save lives take out Tuesday

Mob!Andy & mob!Lloyd

Three reasons why…YAY Steve

Three reasons why…BB&B

Jefferson gets angry and runs off his cat familiar

Colin Shea hockey

Werewolf!Ari sleepy Sunday

Monster match-up orc!Curtis Everett

White werewolf!Bucky Barnes

Lycan!skinny!Steve Rogers

Lucas Lee university soulmate

Bucky and his ex wife (Bucky is an asshole)

Bucky loses Reader (Once Bitten, Twice Shy)

Steve x reader x Natasha (bisexual!reader)

Fae!Stucky find cat!shifter!Reader

Silverfox!Ransom Drysdale meets reader’s child

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

BT Ransom takes his omegas shopping

Chubby!Bucky takes care of Becca while reader’s gone

Demon!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Death!Bucky Barnes x life!Reader

Demon!Curtis confronts readers ex

Pipsqueak makes a good tray for Nick and the team

Fae!Jefferson and his reader go to a festival

Construction!alpha!Curtis Everett

Nick introduces pipsqueak to his teammates

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

Kitty!Reader is saved and housed by fae!Curtis, her defender when Jefferson comes to collect her

Ceo!Ari meets plus-sized!Reader at her bakery

Alpha!biker!Steve and alpha!biker!Ari meet pregnant!omega!Reader

Chris Evans (rpf) x pregnant!one night stand!Reader

Demon!Curtis teases reader

Here’s Your Perfect (drabble)

Ari is in a rut, Ice Princess has to help him out

Werewolf!Curtis Everett meets his luna!Reader at his work

Soft!dark!Steve Rogers and his wife

Soft!dark!mob!Steve Rogers and his wife

Jake Seresin gets protective

Silverfox!biker!Steve meets Ladybug

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis meets his bride at the airport

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis & reader sleep together for the first time

Bucky meets Steve’s assistant (HFY)

Cop!Andy Barber x arrested!Reader — how they meet

A/b/o angst

Silverfox!lawyer!Andy Barber

Silverfox!mob!Steve Rogers

Werepanther!Andy Barber gets set up with human!Reader

Merman!Curtis Everett x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!Steve Rogers x Ladybug

Werewolf!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Fae!Ransom Drysdale x human!Reader

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis gives reader a sad goodbye

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Happy December 5th and another day in December Fun & Silliness Challenge!

Today's challenge: Of Chris & Seb's characters who would be your favorite to be snowed in with, in a remote cabin?

Frank Adler Cole Turner Johnny Storm Jake Jensen Colin Shea

Bucky Barnes Jefferson T.J. Hammond Lee Bodecker Chris Beck

This is a tough one. Johnny comes with his own heat. Colin and T.J. could form a little duet and serenade you. Being an astronaut and surgeon Chris can solve pretty much any problem. Cole wrestled in high school and harvests honey. 😁

Okay, you pose a very interesting question and this deserves a poll as well. And yes, Johnny would be a great option because you would never go cold. Frank would be the grumpy sunshine you were stuck with and couldn’t stand. But there’s only one bed so of course, you make your own heat eventually. Lee would be extra snuggly! He might expect you to do all the cooking though. Bucky would just be the best because he has this way about him. He’s fully skilled to get you out, but maybe he’ll wait until tomorrow. Or next week. Who cares?

But my pick, Jake Jensen. He’s doing it for me. He could get you out. He will keep you safe. But think of the fun you would have. Strip uno. Karaoke. Popcorn “salad”. The best grilled cheeses you’ve ever put in your mouth. There’s never a dull moment. And when it gets dark and cold, he knows that body heat is the best way to stay warm!