#ghostface bucky x reader

[ravenromanova]

Too close

Pairings: Ghostface Bucky x Female reader (I got this idea from a tiktok i saw of someone that made a scream poster of bucky as ghostface and i died and i also read a natasha ghostface fic and it was so good and i thought why not make one of bucky!) This is the fic that inspired this, by @abbyromanoff you can run but you cant hide

Warnings: Mentions of killing, blood, SMUT 18+!!!!! Mask kink, knife play, Blood kink, Daddy kink, Breeding kink, unprotected sex (Bucky and the reader have sex in another room from an unalived person) (My darkest fantasies are coming out to play here sue me) DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18+!!!!!!!!

Summary- Bucky doesn’t like it when people get too close to his girl. What happens when you figure out why everyone you talk to suddenly dies. Will you run?

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“This just in another the mysterious serial killer known as ghostface has claimed another victim. 22 year old Jordan Rodriguez was found in her new york apartment with 50 stab wounds. She was found by her roommate Janice after she came home from work. Officers haven’t given many details as to if they are any leads into who this killer could be. But they have advised everyone within the brooklyn area to be inside by 8pm to limit any risks.” The nightly news reporters vice echos through your apartment as you watch through hooded eyes.

This was the fifth person this week to die a brutal death and not to mention you seem to have had an interaction with everyone that has died. Fear floods your veins as your head runs a thousand miles and hour and what this could mean. Is someone out to hurt you? Do you have a stalker who is killing everyone you know to get you alone? Are you next? That’s all you can think about before your thoughts are cut off by the front door opening.

You shriek and jump off the couch and run to the kitchen to grab whatever knife you can. You decide to duck behind your island with the knife as you hear footsteps walk in. The footsteps are heavy yet soft as the approach you. It’s not until the figure comes closer to you that you jump in front of them and attempt to stab them but they catch your hand.

“Woah they’re tiger” The voice says and you drop the knife once you realize who it is. You flick on the kitchen light before walking over to him and throwing your arms around his shoulders and hugging him.

“I’m sorry jamie” You apologize to your boyfriend and he just chuckles in response.

“It’s okay babydoll, but what has you so freaked out?” He asks looking at your with eyes of concern.

You sigh as you look at him before you decide to tell him what’s wrong. “The news- They said another person has been killed…A-And i knew the person who was killed, Ive known all the people who’ve died this week! What-what if someone is out to hurt me? What i-if i- die?” Your voice breaks as you speak your fears. He looks at you and brings you in for another hug.

“Oh babydoll it’s going to be okay im sure it’s nothing” He said calmly as she stroked your back and kissing the top of your head.

You sighed as you looked at him while you nodded your head. Maybe you were just being paranoid you thought, maybe this is just one big coincidence and you’ll be fine. Yea… you’ll be fine.

“Yea maybe you’re right” You didn’t sound too convinced with your own words but you try to shake off the feeling that something bad is happening.

“Come on babydoll lets get you into bed so you stop overthinking in that pretty little head of yours” His voice is so soft and sweet as he takes your hand in his and walks you two to the bedroom. When the both of you enter the room he tells you to lay down and then goes to get something. Thirty seconds later he comes back with your favorite blanket and stuffed animal and slides in bed next to you.

That night the two of you cuddle and have cute little conversations that help ease your overthinking. You fell asleep with him whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

What you didn’t know was that Bucky was panicking since he stepped foot into the apartment. He thought he had been caught when you attempted to stab him but luckily for him you were as clueless as ever.

~one week later~

You sighed as you watched the news and they reported the 8th murder in two weeks. And very unfortunately for you, you had known the persons who died…just like the rest of them. That really didn’t help with the overthinking that’s for sure.

It was around 4am when you decided to turn off the tv and head to bed. Your brows furrowed when you realized Bucky wasnt home yet. You thought maybe he had gotten an overnight shift at the garage but normally he tells you that. You decided to check ‘find my friends’ since it kinda worried you that he wasnt home.

When his location showed that he was at an apartment complex your heart sank. A thousand possibilities were running through your head as you threw some sweats on, grabbed your keys and headed out the door to find your boyfriend.

The whole car ride you were full of anxiety and your brain wouldn’t shut up. Once you pulled up to the complex you quickly ran to the car not in the mood to play around if he was fucking someone else. You followed the gps and walked right up to the front door but you noticed it was open slightly. So what did you do? You walked right into the dark apartment despite not knowing who or what you’d find.

But what you did find sent bile to your throat. There was a figure dressed in all black standing over who you thought was your boyfriend with a knife in their hand.

“BUCKY!” You screamed as you ran over to the body on the floor. It wasnt until you got up close that you realized that the person wasnt Bucky…It was the barista that served you your coffee this morning. Your thoughts ran wild as you mumbled incoherent words under your breath.

But those were quickly cut off once your heard the masked figured laughing. You whipped your head around and stared at the figure in horror.

“Oh Kotenok you’re so precious” The masked figured said as he slowly removed his mask. Your eyes widened as you saw who was under the mask… It was Bucky. You quickly stood up and backed away from him as you started to hyperventilate.

“W-What the hell?” You finally said after you finally slowed your breathing down. Bucky chuckled as he came closer to you and wiped some sweat off his forehead.

“I guess it’s finally time to tell you-“ He said as she took off the costume and dropped the knife. You stared at him as his hand come up to caress your cheek. “You see kotenok i never meant for any of this to happen- But these people-t-they flirt with you and get too close to you. And i cant have that, i cant have people wanting to take what’s mine. And see i wouldn’t mind so much that people mindlessly flirt with you… if you didn’t flirt back” He seethed as he grabbed your face.

You were speechless at his confession never in a million years did you think he’d do this. But the idea that you’re his motive, that he just wants to keep you to his self is intoxicating. You look up at him with doe eyes before you finally find the words to say.

“You do all of this to make sure that i stay yours” Your voice heightens in excitement as you wait for his response.

His grip tightens on your face as he speaks. “Yes kotenok i do- i cant stand the thought of someone else having you the way i do” He confess as his eyes darken at the way you smirk.

“That’s- the hottest thing i think you’ve ever said to me” Bucky smiles devilishly at your words and suddenly picks you up and pushes you against the wall. His lips are on yours within a seconds time and the kiss is the dirtiest thing you’ve ever done.

“Put the mask back on” The words come out breathless as your chest rises due to the lack of air. He smirks as he walks you over to the couch and lays you down before grabbing the mask and knife again. He put the mask back on and then slowly stalks towards you and he twirls the knife in his hand.

“Oh fuck” You whisper under your breath when he climbs on top of you. Even though you cant see his face you know for a fact he’s smirking. He wastes no time in ripping off your shirt along with your sweats leaving you in just your panties.

“So pretty” His voice comes out a little muffled as he speaks due to the mask but it made it so much hotter. He then takes the knife that he wiped off and drags it across your bare chest. Your breath hitches in your throat as the cool metal hits your skin. Bucky then drags the knife down your torso and slices your panties off and drags it across your bare pussy.

“Please” You beg as you grab the hand with the knife and place it on your stomach. He places the blade on your skin and digs it in just a little, “Mark me” Bucky wastes no time in carving his initials into your skin he leaves a little ‘J.B.B’ on your stomach, before wiping the blood away with his thumb. Your grab his thumb and slowly bring it to your mouth before you clean his thumb off.

“Fucking hell kotenok” He groans at your actions. Bucky grows impatient as he throws the knife across the room making note to pick it back up later. He then spreads your pussy and starts to play with your clit and your back arches in reaction.

“Please daddy” You beg and then he adds two fingers into you in a swift motion and chooses a relentless pace. This is the filthiest thing you’ve ever done but right now, in this moment you dont give a flying fuck.

The pleasure you feel is beyond intense as Bucky curls his fingers and hits your g-spot just right. You let out a screaming moan as your first orgasm bursts through you. “Oh fuck” You breathe out the best you can as you slowly takes off his pants and boxers exposing his hard cock standing at attention for you.

“I want you so bad please daddy” He doesn’t need much motivation after you give him the go ahead. Bucky slams his cock into you hard and fast and you scream in response to his movement.

“Yes yes yes” You chant as you sit up and wrap your arms around him as Bucky slams into you. The room is filled with the filthy noises of your pussy and his balls slapping your skin.

“Gonna fucking breed you kotenok” He grunts and picks up his speed chasing his high. You can feel your second orgasm build up as he talks about breeding you.

“Oh please breed me daddy- fuck- wanna be full of your babies” You plead as you grind your hips down on his cock earning a guttural moan from him.

“Yea? You want that your little slut? You wanna have my kids?” He asks even though he already knows the answer. You dont find the words to respond and just opt for nodding your head. And in turn Bucky changes the position so he’s back on top and he thrusts into you like never before. Your moans become louder and his pace gets rougher. The both of you end up finishing within a matter of minutes and once you do you take the mask off him and just stare at him.

You take a moment and rub your thumb over his bottom lip before you bring him into a passionate kiss. Bucky grunts into the kiss and wraps his arms around your waist lovingly. After you break the kiss you look into his blue eyes and smile softly.

“I love you” You whisper and put your forehead against his. In this moment you love him more than you ever thought possible. Did he murder someone? Yes. Did he kill almost a dozen people just for you? Yes. But he also did it because he loves you and that just makes your heart swell. You get an idea after a minute of just looking at him.

“Let’s clean this place up and then run away, Lets go some where else where it can be just us” You say with a pleading looking in your eyes. Bucky agrees and nods before getting you both dressed again.

The two of you clean up the mess and decide of what to do with the body before heading back home to pack your things. That night while in a way tragic was also the start of the rest of your lives together and you couldn’t be happier.

~the end~

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[nicestgirlonline]

Let Me Hear You Scream

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT AHEAD! 18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI! language, threatening situations, DUB CON, horror elements

Word count: 3.8k

Summary: It’s the 90s so you actually answer the phone when you’re watching movies

a/n: Happy Halloween yall!!!! Still working on other projects but really wanted to get something out for Halloween! This was for @witchywithwhiskey’s Horror Movie Hoe-a-thon! the prompts I picked were Scream and “I’m your boyfriend now” Hope you all enjoy!!!! Thanks for reading, I’d love your feedback! Reblogs and comments are love <3

1993. A sleepy suburban town, where nothing exciting ever happens. Friday night.

Your friends were all going out to Wanda’s party, but you were stuck housesitting for your aunt. Your mom had promised you would house sit weeks ago, so you couldn’t get off the hook. It was a big empty house, more rooms than your aunt could ever need. Most were filled up with storage and dust bunnies.

You tried to make the best of the boring night-in. You rented some Meg Ryan movies with plans to completely veg out. You ordered an extra large pizza with all of your favorite toppings and raided your aunts pantry for snacks.

You glanced down at your shirt and saw red. Pizza sauce! Blooming red circle right in the center of your cream sweater. You let out a huff of frustration. Some Friday night.

You changed into comfy nightwear--a baby blue cotton gown that brushed the very top of your knees, along with a pair of fluffy bunny slippers for good measure. You settled back down in front of the TV.

RING. RING. RING.

You picked up the phone, squeezing it between your ear and shoulder as you carried your snacks over to the kitchen.

“Hello,” you used your best fake customer service voice. Your aunt had asked you to take down any messages. She must have a new boyfriend she was hoping would call. You wait for a response but all you can hear is low breaths through the receiver. “Hello?” You try again

“Is this Sidney?” The voice was weirdly distorted and hard to place. It was deep, clearly a man’s voice.

“Sorry, wrong number dude.” You hung up before he could let another word out. You set the phone down by the cradle and go back to making your snacks. You got out the big popcorn bowl.

The phone rang out again. “Hello?” You answered. You really hadn’t expected to be fielding this many phone calls.

“Hey. Did I call you earlier?” It was the same strange voice. You blew some air through your lips, how annoying.

“Sidney’s not here. Have a good night--”

“Aw man. She must have given me a fake number. I don’t mean to bother you over and over tonight.” He sighed, sounding very apologetic.

“No worries. Have a good night.”

“Wait, wait. I like the sound of your voice.”

You paused. Was it totally weird to just chat with this guy? Yeah. But what harm could it be? You felt a bit of a flutter in your stomach. You never had talked to a stranger over the phone like this. It felt clandestine! You decided to go with it.

“Better than Sidney’s?” You asked, trying to make your voice sound as flirty as possible. You heard him hum approval.

“Much better than…let’s not talk about her. What are you doing tonight?” There was something very familiar about his voice. There was a crackle and static that made it so you couldn’t quite make it out. It must be a shitty connection.

“I was having a movie night. I’m making some snacks right now.” You started to curl the phone cord around your finger.

“What are you watching, Pumpkin? Something scary?”

“No way. I hate scary movies.”

“Especially not when you’re alone right?”

“Uh - um - I’m not alone. Actually.” You lied. How did he know you were alone? Was he just guessing?

“Scary movies are always scarier when you’re all alone, in a big empty house, that’s in the middle of nowhere,” he continued.

A shiver went down your spine. That was a bit too accurate. But there's no way he could possibly know where you were. It was a phone call!

“I just don’t like them. It's either some creepy slasher stabbing some big boobed blonde through her white t-shirt or a ghost that's a metaphor for trauma. No thank you,” you sighed.

“I think you’re being a little hard on them. Maybe if you watched them with a guy to cling to you’d like them more. Do you have a boyfriend?”

There it was. Obviously the alone comment was him trying to set the mood.

“Why do you want to know? Already over Sidney?” You teased him.

“Answer the question.” He was very serious. You didn’t like the tone he had.

“Yes, I do. Are you going to hang up?” You lied again, trying to call his bluff.

“You don’t have a boyfriend. What are you wearing? Something cute and virginal? What about your underwear?” You pulled the phone away from your ear in shock. You were officially too skeeved out. This wasn’t some poor guy who got slipped a fake number. He was a weirdo!

“Ok perv, I’m over this. Bye.”

“I wouldn’t hang up Y/N.” His voice was suddenly hostile. He spat each syllable out filled with hatred. Your blood ran cold. Your heart started to race. How would he possibly know your name?

“Is this a prank? Not very funny. Is this you Tony?” Your voice shook with fear.

“Who’s Tony? That your boyfriend?” He snarled.

“This is a really bad joke. Did someone put you up to this? Scott? Knock it off now!”

“Jesus you’ve got a lot of men in your life. Are you trying to make me jealous or something? I don’t like sharing.”

“I’m serious, this is a bad joke, so just give it up already.” You cried out, you looked around, making sure you were still totally alone.

“I don’t give up so easily. Do you, Pumpkin? Do you give it up to any guy who looks in your direction? I bet you do, you slut. That's why you're talking to a guy you don’t know while you’re all alone.”

“I’m hanging up, I already told you I’m not alone. My boyfriend is here! He’s big and he plays football. S-so don’t call back ok?” You tried to sound as forceful as possible but your lips wobbled and you tripped over your words.

“Pumpkin, you’re lying to me. You’re all alone in that big house in the middle of nowhere, wearing that skanky nightgown. I can see your nipples poking through this whole time. You’re so turned on by a psycho on the phone, huh?”

You let out a scream. You slammed the phone down, hanging it up. You started to spin a circle looking at all the windows, trying to see if you could see somebody watching you. You ran to the front door to make sure they were locked. You went window by window locking them and shutting the curtains. You took a chair from the kitchen and dragged it in front of the door, jamming it beneath the door knob.

RING RING RING RING

You looked around, trying to remember where all of the doors were in the house. You spun around running to the kitchen entrance. You double checked the lock and put the chain on the door. You slid down the door with your back pressing against it trying to catch your breath.

This wasn’t real. This had to be some fucked up prank. The guys were all too hyped up for Halloween and wanted to get a scare out of you. The ringing stopped and you heard the voicemail click, your aunt's outgoing message began to play.

“You screening your calls, skank? You’re gonna die, you little whore! I’m gonna see what your insides look like --” You picked up the phone just to end the message and slammed it back down. As you scampered away it fell down, swinging from the cord. You take off up the stairs, stumbling up the stairs.

You dash into the guest room you had been staying in. You quickly locked the door. Your hands were shaking still. How was this happening?

The window started to jiggle. You could hear the groaning old wood start to slide. With nothing better to arm yourself with you grabbed a pillow and started to wildly smack the intruder with all you could.

“Whoa whoa whoa, it’s me -- it’s me!” Bucky Barnes, your classmate, was gripping the window sill, flabbergasted from the pillow. You hadn’t even had time to register who it was before you attacked.

“Bucky? What the fuck are you doing here?” You demanded. This proved to you it had to be some kind of a prank. Why else would Bucky Barnes, the moody guy from your film class be climbing up to your room.

“Well, when you said you were busy tonight I thought I could just surprise you? Like a grand romantic gesture or something? Can you um, let me in? It's actually kind of cold.” He was shivering out there. He looked so earnest it tugged on your heart just a bit.

You motioned for him to come in. He heaved his body up, awkwardly crawling through the tight window then falling to the ground. He sprang back up quickly, smiling at you.

“Is this a prank? Are you in on this with the other guys or something?” You crossed your arms.

“Um, other guys? Are there other guys here? I thought I was being original.” He peered around you as if to look for them. You rolled your eyes.

“The phone calls Bucky. I’m not joking around.”

“What phone calls? I’ve been driving all night to get here from campus, then shimmying up some ivy. Haven’t exactly had any time to stop at a payphone. You know what. This was a bad idea, I can see that, I’ll just leave.” He sheepishly put his hands in his pockets as he crouched down to leave the way he came.

“No, no wait!” You grabbed him, keeping him from going outside. If it wasn’t Bucky then there was still a psycho out there! “I don’t know what's going on, but this weird guy kept calling me, and he was watching me! Like I think he was outside the house or something.”

“Calm down, calm down. I was just outside. There's nobody out there. It was probably just a prank call.”

He started to rub your back with slow soothing circles. It was intimate in a way you weren’t used to from Bucky. He was the quiet one, never really hung out unless Steve was around. His palm pressed into your lower back, holding you closer to him. His other hand cupped the back of your head, guiding you into the crook of his neck.

“You’re getting so worked up. Maybe you should just lie down.” He shushed you as you tried desperately to explain it wasn’t a prank call. He guided the two of you down to the bed. He laid down next to you.

“Bucky…why are you here?”

“I wanted to see you, I thought you knew…isn’t it obvious how I feel about you?”

Your head was spinning. Bucky liked you? He barely even talked to you! When he casually asked if you were going to Wanda’s party you assumed it was just small talk. He had grunted and left the second you told him you were busy.

“I think I should call the cops about this--”

“I’m here aren’t I? I’ll keep you safe.” His lips connected with yours silencing you from responding. His kiss was eager, but still so gentle. He slowly moved his lips against yours, basking in the taste of you. He took his time and slowly you could feel his tongue ghosts against your bottom lip, looking for entrance.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, the shock, or maybe Bucky was just an extremely good kisser, but you quickly fell under the spell of the kiss. You let yourself get lost kissing him, trying to forget the phone call prankster that had been terrorizing you.

Fear was still racking through your body, but Bucky felt safe. You tangled your hands in his hair bringing him closer. His hand slowly traced up and down your leg. Both his hands grasped your legs, essentially pinning you down. You felt a cool air waft over your thighs as his fingers gently crept beneath your nightgown.

He cupped you over your underwear, grabbing the elastic and letting it snap back against your skin. You finally broke free of the kiss to gasp. He sat back on his ankles, his hand still toying with your panties.

“Bucky, I--”

“Shhh it's ok. I’m here to save the day. No one's gonna hurt you while I’m around.” He pushed aside your panties and started to slowly circle your clit. You whined as he circles you again and again, the pleasure rushing through you and pushing every thought of terror out of your brain.

He pressed his thumb against your clit and dipped his fingers inside of you. He curled his fingers, dragging more moans out of you. As he fucked you with his fingers, you tilted your hips up for more delicious friction.

“That's it my brave girl, Bucky’s here for you,” he murmured above you. He spoke with such hard conviction. His eyes were intensely boring into yours, nearly unblinking. He was no longer softly in the throws of passion. He was a man on a mission.

He kept pumping his fingers, he brought his other hand up from your leg to palm himself through his jeans. He groaned as he adjusted himself and went back to work on you. His other hand circling around your inner thigh, moving your leg up to his shoulder.

“Bucky, please, please,” you babbled as the pleasure began to mount and mount. It was nearly unbearable as you chased your release, grinding your hips up and down on his hand, riding his fingers towards that sweet relief.

“Yes, you’re doing so well, you’re perfect.” He brought his lips to your neck and began to suck at your sensitive spot. You let out a cry of pleasure as your climax flowed over you. You clamped your legs together, biting down on your lip as another cry came out.

You took a moment to catch your breath, Bucky was still nibbling on your neck. You grabbed his face and brought his lips back to yours. He eagerly responded, his lips enveloping yours.

You grabbed the underwear that you were still wearing and rolled it down your body to fling them off. You sat up and grabbed at Bucky until you found his belt. You fumbled, trying to unbuckle it. Bucky's hands quickly found yours and he brought them together, kissing both your palms. He unbuckled the belt on his own. Removing it without ceremony or flourish. He then yanked his jeans and underwear down.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked.

“I want you so badly, Bucky,” you moaned.

He let out a strangled gasp that turned to laughter. You tilted your head at the reaction. He didn’t sound exactly happy, it was more sinister.

“I just have waited so long to hear you say that to me. I’m so happy right now,” he nearly giggled. He giddily took off his jacket, tossing it to the ground.

“Keep me distracted Bucky, ok?” You asked as you hitch your nightgown up to your waist.

“Oh yes, anything for you, Pumpkin.” He had a devilish smirk on his face as he pressed his lips to your navel, slowly kissing his way up. He grabbed your nightgown and finished taking it off. Tossed it to the side with the pile of his clothes.

He made his way up your abdomen before groping your chest with a satisfied hiss. He squeezed you roughly, making you squeak. He latched his lips onto your breast. You let out a gasp as he lightly bit down. He tended thoroughly to each breast, his wicked tongue teasing at your pebbled nipples until you were a moaning puddle.

He grasped his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your folds. He brushed the head of his cock up and down your cunt, teasing it out. He pressed his forehead against yours.

“You really mean it, right? You want me?” he asked desperately.

“Yes --” Before another word could escape your lips, he entered you. His whole body shivered. He thrust the tip of his head in, easing in and out until he was fully sheathed inside of you. You moaned as the stretch burned in pleasure and pain.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” he moaned, the pace he had set was blistering. You gripped his shoulders to keep yourself anchored as he hammered into you. “You’re so tight, so tight fuuuck me.”

He thrust over and over, using the heel of his hand to keep working at your clit. You scratched your hands down his back as his pumps kept hitting the perfect spot. It was torturous pleasure as he kept working up and down your clit, not giving you a moment of respite.

You came again, your body seizing up as you cried out and then falling limp, boneless back down to the bed. Bucky grabbed your hips, pulling your lower body off the bed as he raced for his own release. The slapping sounds of your bodies filled the room along with his deep, gutural breaths.

“Yes, yes, you’re mine, you’re mine, I finally have you, finally, finally…” he babbled as he slowed his pace as he fucked out his climax.

XXX

You curled next to Bucky in the big fluffy guest bed. Both of you were happily satisfied. All thoughts of strangers on the phone were gone from your head. Now it was filled with what just happened.

Hooking up with Bucky? You’d never considered it before. You weren’t sure why, he was so very cute, you thought as you gazed at his face. His eyes were dreamily staring back at you, that big smile had not left his face yet.

“So if you want to like, hang out, I have snacks and movies. We can go curl up on the couch and just completely let our brains rot.” You traced tiny circles on his chest, feeling pretty confident he’d want to stick around.

“I’d be down for a little romcom night, as long as you’re there.” He affectionately tapped your nose.

“Good because that's all I’ve got!”

The two of you got back into a semblance of your outfits, you pulled your nightgown back on, and Bucky pulled on his boxers and the white undershirt he was wearing. You snagged his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. He hummed his approval and kissed you on the cheek.

You grabbed him by the hand and pulled him along down the stairs.

“You can go grab the popcorn, I’ll put the tapes in.” You directed Bucky towards the kitchen as you made your way towards the living room.

You pass the chairs jammed in front of the doors, and you remember your panic.

You shuddered--what a mean prank to pull. What kind of psycho talks to people like that?

You slipped your arms into Bucky's jacket to wrap yourself in it. It smelled sharp and sweet from his body wash and cologne blending together. You stuck your hands in the pockets, only to feel something heavy and tube shaped. You pulled it out, curious, turning it over in your hands a few times to investigate.

It was a long cylindrical looking microphone. You assumed it was some sort of film equipment, but why would Bucky bring that along?

“Hello?” You spoke into the mic. But instead of your own voice, the same distorted, crackling voice from the phone came out.

You dropped it. It was like a hot iron in your hand.

You realized Bucky must have heard you too. Your head snapped towards the kitchen. He was walking slowly towards you, a huge chef’s knife from the kitchen was now in his hands.

“Bucky what the hell is this?” You asked, slowly backing away from him.

“I…can explain.” His grip on the knife tightened and he raised his hands in the air as if in surender, never slowing his pace towards you.

“No, I think you need to leave.” You covered your body with your arms, trying not to trip over the furniture.

“No, no, no you’re misunderstanding --” He was getting closer to you, he reached his arms out to try and grab you.

“Leave me alone!” You screamed out as you broke into a run. You made a mad dash to the front door. Bucky was close behind you.

“I’m not going to hurt you!” He cried out as you fumbled with all the locks. Your hands were shaking, you tried to remove the chain from the door but it wasn’t moving fast enough.

Bucky's arm wrapped around your waist and yanked your body into his. His hard bulge poked at your ass.

“No!!” you cried out as you started to thrash around. You quickly stilled as the sharp point of the knife began to dig into your throat.

“Let’s calm down ok. I think you’re getting too worked up again.”

“B-Bucky, just say that it’s a prank. This was all a big prank. I won’t tell anyone. Just put the knife down please.” You try desperately to reason with him. He lets out an unamused grunt.

He began to drag you away from the door. You strained your neck as far as you could to keep the pressure from the knife as minimal as possible.

“You weren’t supposed to find out. Now it’s all ruined. Fuck. Fuuuck!” He growled. Clearly enraged he started to grapple you down to the floor.

“Why are you doing this to me?” You whimpered, tears oozing from the corners of your eyes. Rolling down your cheeks in huge streaks.

“You don’t get it. You never noticed me. All I wanted was for you to notice me. I just had to grease the wheels a little bit, put on a show to make you see…that I’m the guy for you.” He looked crazed. He moved the knife from your neck to your cheek. He caressed it against your cheeks like a lover's hand.

“Bucky please…put down the knife.”

“You’re misunderstanding me, you’re trying to run away! That’s why I have the knife because you need to listen to me. You always listen to the guy with the biggest tool in the room huh? You thought I was Tony. Does he call you up at night a lot or something? Huh?!”

You were just whimpering as he ranted above you. The blunt side of the knife was pressed against your cheek, the shiny metal reflecting into your eyes.

“Well you don’t have to worry about him anymore.” The look in Bucky’s eyes was primal, like he was no longer a man. The charming smile from before was now warped and too large, his lips curling to show his teeth and gums.

“You’re scaring me. Please don’t hurt me!”

“Hurt you? I would never.” He said, not moving the knife from your face. “I’m your boyfriend now. And I’m not going to let anything happen to you again.”

He brought the knife down from your cheek slowly, the sharp tip dragging down your neck. He began to slice the top button off your nightgown.

“Now, you made such beautiful noises for me before. Let me hear you scream, Pumpkin.”

[flordeamatista]

ACE OF WANDS

pairing: ghostface alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader

concept: The roar of a raging flame cannot drown out the silence of death.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: sex toys + voice kink + fingering, mature themes, nickname ──(pretty girl, Darling)

a/n: Thanks for listening to my idea a few weeks ago, @syntheticavenger, and giving me tips on how to make it alive.

lovely beta: @writing-for-marvel & @/syntheticavenger

THE WITCHING HOUR ──── KINKTOBER'23

masterlist

Shadows are sought by winds blown with deliberate intent to devour the gleam hidden by might.

The inky blackness of the night sky provided protection and secrecy as you emerged from your candlelit bath. Your friends had invited you out to dinner and to the haunted house but since you were about to go into heat and there was a ghost face killer roaming around, you decided to stay home. You did not want to put yourself in danger, especially during October nights, when stalkers and serial killers roam the streets.

A drop of water fell onto the edge of the bathtub as you come out of the tub. You had a white robe that hung over a towel rack on one side of your bathroom. Wrapping the robe around your still damp body, you grab your phone from the charger and lay down to watch some videos.

Breathing deeply and closing your eyes, you inhaled the soothing lavender scent. Your racing heart was calmed by the aroma, which sinks into your skin and bring you a sense of peace. Warmth climbed into your body as longing stirred between your legs.

Even taking a bath couldn't calm your pain now. You had grown into a dark pain between your thighs. A moan escapes you, wetness dripping from your pussy between your legs.

The roar of a raging flame cannot drown out the silence of death.

The screen of your phone shows an unknown number as you stare at it with squinted eyes. You swipe to answer and hold the device to your ear out of curiosity. 

A long period of silence ended with the sound of his deep voice mimicking your moans.

“Who is this?” you whispered, trembling at the thought of hearing the answer. Fear dripping off every word you used, an impending dread on your lips.

“Someone who knows your darkest secret, Darling.” A chill ran down your spine as your ears were cut by the knife-edged words piercing through the silence like an icy blade.

A fiery image flashed before your eyes as you panicked, wondering what he knew about you.

“What do you want?” He was drawn to your voice even though it was barely louder than a whisper.

“Would you like to play a game, sweetheart? His voice was demanding, but something sinister made you hesitate before denying him.

Despite all your rage, he ordered you to play a game.

A ghastly chuckle echoed in response and your stomach dropped at the thought that he was using you for his own amusement. There was no escaping him now, not when you were an omega in heat, so vulnerable. 

He coldly instructed, "Show me what belongs to me," and it became apparent to you that this was simply another round of his game—one in which only he would win. All the fight left your body as the reality of his power set in, as he commanded again, "Open the robe and touch yourself for me, baby girl." 

This night was his.

Silence can be heard between two hushed screams, one breathing heavily and the other silently.

“Oh, Alpha….” The fear of a night filled with murders seemed like a distant dream. 

The vibrator hummed softly in the dark room like a devil's grasp. Every word he spoke was like a lash of wickedness as he commanded you to pleasure yourself. As you caressed yourself for him, his deep voice hummed in the background. You placed the vibrator along your clit as you writhed on the mattress, feeling the vibrations move through you. In the silence, you moaned loudly.

You weren't mated, but it felt like you were. It was as if his voice squeezed your wrist, forcing you to caress yourself. During a phone call with this unknown man.

"When the murderer asks you to touch yourself," he murmured, you didn't hear the word murderer from his lips, but rather he was the man who cut into your pleasure by murdering sane ideas. "Keep touching yourself in my honor." 

Every second, your arousal escalated, returning into an erotic chant of dark desire.

You heard his voice pierce your thoughts as he commanded you closer and closer to something deep within that only he could fix. 

You imagined him pleasuring himself in the face of your moans and touching your body, your moans and panting became increasingly ragged. Against the trembling vibrations of the vibrator of your aroused body, you bit your lip harder, wanting more of the sensation around your clitoris.

There was an abyss of forbidden passion he pulled you into.

"How does it feel, pretty girl?" he asked in a low growl. Your breath came in shallow bursts as you sank into the bed with eagerness. 

You became bound by an uncontrollable passion.

Within your room, there was a sudden flash of a  silhouette emerging from the shadows of the window. The noise of moans coming from within distracted you from feeling the heat coming in stronger. The scent of him was strong and infused with a hint of blood. This was a scent that enticed you to wrap yourself around him and let him knot you up to relieve the pain.

A menacingly sharp blade that glinted in the moonlight was wielded by the notorious ghostface alpha terrorizing every corner of town. While you were filled with terror, you experienced a sweet sensation of pleasure as his voice echoed through the night air, "Hello Sweetheart, it's an honor." as he let his bloody blade move in swirls before charging into your exposed body.

He stabbed it directly into your vibrator and you gasped from the sudden, intense stimulation. Your body felt a wave of pleasure and tension, your breath came in sharp gusts. Increasing the power of his grip on the vibrator made your eyes close.

The vibrator stopped working after just a few seconds. Your pleasure was cut short when it died. The masked alpha came at you, and you knew this was it.

At this point, you have played the game but failed to defeat the Ghostface Alpha Bucky Barnes.

His cold fingers moved slow against your skin before reaching inside you, eliciting low moans from you as they touched your inner walls. In a firm voice, he asked if it felt better than your toy, your heart beating faster as you replied with a throaty yes. 

A moan was elicited from your lips as his thick fingers reached your depths. After pulling his fingers out, he gently pushed them back in, enjoying the feeling of your wetness against his touch. "So wet, I want to feel your insides and mark you as mine," he murmured, tilting his masked face slightly.

As the sombre scent of lavendar fills the air, a bloody death mask faces becomes one with it.

[demontonic]

Masterlist

You can always make requests!

Key: Angst🩶 Fluff🤍 Smut🖤 TW💜

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Old Friends🩶🤍

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Headcanons🤍

Padame Amidala

Luke Skywalker

Leia Organa

Han Solo

Darth Vader

Kylo Ren

Would you?🤍

Poe Dameron

Marvel

Steve Roggers

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

blurb🖤

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

low and slow…

Peter Parker (TASM)

Pretty Boy🤍🖤

Peter Parker (MCU)

Miguel O’Hara

Moonknight

Mortal Kombat

(MK1: 🕷️ 2021 live action: 🕸️)

Liu Kang

Kung Lao

Raiden

Bi-Han (Sub-Zero)

Kuai Liang (Scorpion)

Kenshi Takahashi

Syzoth

Shang Tsung

Quenn Sindel

Kitana

Mileena

Misc.

Ethan Landry

Perverted 1 - 2 - 3🤍🖤💜

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Thoughts🤍🖤💜

Charlie Walker

Headcanons🤍🖤

Cillian Murphy

Thomas Shelby

Dave Lizewski (kickass)

Sam Monroe

sweet dreams…

Rory Culkin

Hayden Christensen

The first time pt2🤍

Eddie Munson🤍🖤

[kissofmourningdeath]

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[About Me]

Idk I'll write if you send me requests. I like marvel, books and sour apple flavored candy.

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NSFW/SFW Angst Fluff Smut Neutral Platonic Headcanons Preferences Oneshots Blurbs Series & Fanfics LBGTQIA+ asks

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Fnaf 1+|Security Breach/RUIN|, Poppy Playtime|Ch 1,2 & 3|, Undertale, Assassins Creed |Syndicate|, Faith the Unholy Trinity, Cuphed

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Marvel, Harry Potter |+Fantastic Beasts|, Beetlejuice |Musical, Show & Movie|, House of Wax, Texas Chainsaw Massacre|Bubba & Thomas|, Friday the 13th, The lost Boys, Scream, The Adams Family, Alice in Wonderland, Disney Villains, Jurassic Park/World, Tremors, Clue, Murder on the Orient Express, Spiderman into the Spiderverse, Joker

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Sherlock, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Psych, South Park, Avatar, Batman tas

Requests?|OPEN|

[gaysindistress]

Day four of halloweek Oct 27: Masochist - ghostface!bucky x Korean!reader

🚩As all of these will be dark/horror mood boards & blurbs, it goes without saying that there will be dark and/or horror themes. I will add specific warnings if there is anything that may be especially triggering however please keep in mind that dark and/or horror themes will be present regardless.🚩

disclaimer: credits to original creator/poster of image/gif. found on Google/Pinterest.

Warnings: ghostface typa shit from Bucky. Also his dialogue is all famous ghostface quotes so I can’t take credit for those nuggets of geniusness.

“You should never say 'Who's There?’ when you answer the phone. Don’t you watch scary movies? It’s a death wish.”

I scoff into the phone, “excuse me? Isn’t that how you, I don’t know, figure out who’s calling you?”

The voice on the other end lets out a breathy laugh as I crane my head to look around the empty house. There’s no one but me here. I know that for a fact but something is making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“You might as well just come out here to investigate if you’re so curious.”

Come out here?

What the fuck does that mean?

“Let me guess; you’re inside the house,” I throw back, half hoping that I’m wrong.

The man doesn’t say anything but in his absence, I hear a strange noise from upstairs. It’s sounds like something or someone fell.

“Aren’t you going to see what that was?” He asks as I take small steps towards the staircase. I know better than to grab a knife from the kitchen but I’m also not about to be unarmed. Instead I grab the sword that the dad I’m house sitting for keeps tucked between the fridge and the wall.

“That’s cute,” the man teases me and I’m now convinced that this freak is either inside, watching from a window, or is just really good at guessing my next move.

I’m going to go with the first option given that I hear another thud from upstairs.

“Who are you?” I ask when I come to the foot of the stairs. All of the lights are off on the second floor making it so that I can’t see beyond the first few feet anyways.

A chuckle rings out at my question. I can’t tell if it’s coming from my phone or from above me. I slowly begin to climb upstairs and the line goes dead. With the sword in one hand and the flat lining phone in the other, I hesitate as I reach the top step.

There’s movement to my left and I sweep the sword towards it. This freak is smarter than that though and his voice cuts through the thick air to my right, “The question isn’t, who am I? The question is where am I?”

Spinning to face him, I’m met with the sight of a towering man wearing a ghost mask and a black cloak.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

“Hello, Y/N, it’s an honor,” Ghostface smirks down at me from behind his mask.

[luminnara]

It’s my birthday! Tag me in your favorite bucky, Billy, lost boys, Ghostface, Zelda, and yautja fics pls

[r0reep]

Rec list

Stranger things, marvel, marauders era, the umbrella academy, slashers

Stranger things

EDDIE MUNSON

Tongue

Eddie Munson smut AND Jason Carver slander. What could possibly be better?

Such a strange girl

Eddie and hippie being cuties.

Movie night

Bat Eddie and his uncle Wayne.

Noodle

Ferret dad Eddie.

Family

Wayne being a protective uncle and so much comfort.

STEVE HARRINGTON

Stay awake

The softest and fluffiest angst around.

Pretty

Steve deserves all the praises.

Dream

Cutie Steve beginning his dad life.

BILLY HARGROVE

Welcome to the party

Kind of ooc Billy but being a protective cutie.

Road gate

Very soft Billy with sadness but fluffy ending.

Marvel

BUCKY BARNES

Personal pillow

Kick your feet, twirl your hair type of fluff.

Pocket angel

Cry your eyes out type of fluff.

Sweeter than sugar

Chubby Bucky owns my heart and soul, forever and always.

Your protector, forever

A dark but soft Bucky.

Can you not

Possessive Bucky is a hot Bucky.

The bet

People being meanies to Bucky and a protective reader.

Serendipity

Bucky just trying to live with an unhinged neighbour.

Around my neck

Bucky being a silly jealous boy.

STEVE ROGERS

Religion

Dark Steve and innocent reader.

LOKI LAUFEYSON

Little realisations

I agree tall people are scary.

End credits

Loki being a sweetie.

Hot tea

Jotun Loki smut. Chefs kiss.

Marauders

JAMES POTTER

She hexed me!

Stupid lover boy Jamie.

SIRIUS BLACK

That doesn’t leave us many options

Cutie Siri and beautiful references to blanket forts.

REMUS LUPIN

Easy sleeping

Soft domestic relationship.

REGULUS BLACK

Regulus Black x Potter!Reader

Dramatic James and soft Reggie.

The umbrella academy

FIVE HARGREEVES

Music to my ears

Cute husband and wife shit. A whole lotta caring Five.

Hotel waffles

Retired loving Five.

Partners

The best type of relationship.

My little stress eater

Softest five around. All the fluffs while still being a bad bitch.

Slashers

Slasher cuddling HC

Falling asleep on slashers

Slashers s/o with tattoos

Slashers reaction to their s/o laying on top of them

Slashers with a demon s/o

Giving slashers massages

Slashers with s/o who has weird cravings for inedible things

Slashers with s/o who proves their loyalty to them

Hide ‘N Seek (Bo Sinclair)

Blind (Bo Sinclair)

Yautja with a chiropractor s/o

Wasted on a dream

Wound tending (Bo Sinclair)

Kissing slashers in a panic before they kill you Part 2

Male yautja trying out a period cramp simulator with his human mate

Michael and Jason with a reader who plays the sims

Miscellaneous

MATT MURDOCK

One more time

A soft and fluffy fic that provides Matt with love and happiness.

SPENCER REID

Every last bite

Cute Spencer and magic baker, so cute!

AARON HOTCHNER

Home sweet home

Aaron being protective and little rage for spice.

The Walking Dead

DARYL DIXON

Day drinking and it’s consequences

Glenn and reader being drunken simps. Cute Daryl just trying his best.

No matter what they say

Grumpy and sunshine.

Found you

The cutest reunion and Merle being a good guy.

A single punch

A truly heartbreaking and stunning story, Maggie being amazing.

[darbuckle21]

Who I write for

Bucky Barnes Steve Rodgers Tony Stark Loki Daryl Dixon Viktor Silco Brahms Heelshire Vincent Sinclair Poly! Ghostface (Stu and Billy) The Outsiders The lost boys Vance hopper (Black Phone) ( I will add more as I think of them)

Master list

Arcane

Sick Viktor X reader

Marvel

Welcome home (Bucky X reader)

Insomniac (Bucky X Reader)

But I knew him (BuckyX reader)

Dog House (Steve X reader)

The night we met (Bucky X reader)

Doing it all for love (Bucky X reader)

Haven’t I given enough? (Bucky X Reader)

I love when you talk (Bucky X Reader)

Hop Too (Tony Stark X reader)

First vs last (Loki X reader)

Girl crush (Steve Rodgers X reader)

The note (BuckyX reader)

I’m always by her side (Bucky X Reader)

Second choice (Steve X reader)

No not dearer than you (Bucky X reader)

PR with Mister Stark (Tony Stark X reader)

Need me? Beg (Tony Stark x crazy reader)

Winters coming (Mob! Bucky X reader)

Suicide hotline (Bucky X reader)

Night Night Metal Man (Tony Stark X reader)

The Walking Dead

Daryl X reader

My daughter (Daryl X reader)

Shopping Spree (Daryl X Fem! reader) NSFW

Slashers

Asking to draw slashers

gothic babe (Poly ghostface X reader)

Slashers X Alt S/O being catcalled

Slashers X S/O with an ED

Copy Cat Murder

Menace to society Stu X Reader 

Slashers with X therapist reader

Slashers X Curvy Shy reader (non-binary)

The Outsiders

Time to myself (Sodapop X reader)

[littlebabyyd0ll]

mdni 18+! seriously pls go away if ur under 18! fall works for every day of october! some scary, some cozy, and almost always smutty. probably shouldn’t have called this ‘kinktober’ as not every day will be a kink, yolo. a lot of works will include ddlg themes, size kink, daddy kink, fem!reader and hyper feminine themes. you are responsible for your own media consumption. all pieces will have warnings at the beginning of their works. wishing you all the spookiest, ghoulish october ever! 🙀

masterlist ! navigation ! support my work

01. The Lion and The Lamb, Part One. (vampire!king!eddie munson x princess!reader)

02. Subdrop (dom!steve harrington x sub!reader)

03. Sapphic Age Gap (MILF!Nancy Wheeler x reader)

04. Trick or Treat (Daddy!Bucky Barnes x Little!reader) [plot has changed to a halloween party!]

05. First time parents (Dad!Steve Harrington x Mum!reader)

06. Sugar Daddy (CEO!Steve Rogers x reader)

07. Size Kink (Daddy!Ari Levinson x reader)

08. Overstimulation (Bodyguard!James Potter x Princess!reader)

09. Age Gap (DILF!Joel Miller x reader)

10. Dacryphilia (Daryl Dixon x younger!reader)

11. Hot cocoa and kisses (Daddy!Ari Levinson x Little!reader)

12. Mommy Kink (Nancy Wheeler x reader)

13. Daddy Kink (Daryl Dixon x reader)

14. Dry Humping (Eddie Munson x reader)

15. The Lion and The Lamb, Part Two. (Vampire!King!Eddie Munson x Princess!reader)

16. Stockholm Syndrome (dark!rick Grimes x reader)

17. Make-up sex (Remus Lupin x reader)

18. Cock Warming (Ron Weasley x reader)

19. A/B/O (Alpha!Steve Harrington x reader)

20. Babysitter (Joel Miller x reader)

21. Serial Killers (Ghostface!Steve Harrington x Ghostface!Eddie Munson x reader)

22. Safe Word (Steve Harrington x crybaby!reader)

23. Body Worship (Joel Miller x reader)

24. On The Run (Psycho!Eddie Munson x Psycho!reader)

25. Dumbification (Daryl Dixon x crybaby!reader)

26. Stepbrother (Stepbrother!Peter Parker x Stepsister!reader)

27. Thigh Riding (Dom!Remus Lupin x Sub!reader)

28. Brat Taming (Dom!Eddie x Sub!reader)

29. Refrigerator light (Dad!Steve Harrington x Mum!reader)

30. Pet Play (Dom!Bucky Barnes x Sub!reader)

31. The Lion and The Lamb, Part Three. (Vampire!King!Eddie x Princess!reader)

[marvelobsessed134]

This is my first masterlist. Second masterlist is on the pinned post in my profile

How to request, guidelines etc.

Marvel Women

Kate Bishop

Rizz You Up

Kinktober day two: Ghostface!Kate

Kinktober day eight: overstimulation

Natasha Romanoff

Caught

Little skirt

Package delivered

Watching you

Young, and dumb

Need help

GP!Beefy!Nat wakes up to you riding her abs (Drabble)

Captivity (My pretty little mermaid)

Dirty thoughts

Sundresses and breeding kinks

Wanda Maximoff

Control

Best friends sister

Julia Cornwall

In her web

Marvel Men

Bucky Barnes

Honeymoon Suite

Meet Cute

“Want me to suck your cock while driving?”

The one with the slutty maid and the sexually frustrated super soldier

Love me tender series

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

Peter Parker

Tony Stark

Mötley Crüe

Nikki Sixx

I’m only me when I’m with you

Don’t be shy, honey

Streamer!Reader headcannons

Behind closed doors

Good girl

Small town romance

Who do you belong to?

You shouldn’t be doing that…

Sneaking around

Kinktober day eleven: public sex

BDSM head cannons

Somebody’s watching me

Better? Better.

Save a horse, ride a cowboy

Tommy Lee

Midnight Comfort

Teenagers In Love

Runaway bride

Can we keep him!?

Friends help each other

Go team

Maroon

Little drummer girl

Sparks Fly series

Pretty When You Sleep

Plus One

Kinktober day nine: manhandling/tights ripping

Halloween party shenanigans

Attention you deserve

Surprise

Delicate flower series

First time

BDSM head cannons

It’s gonna be okay

Vince Neil

Thunderstorms

Sweet dreams

Please

It’s the little moments

Shades Of Cool

Our honeymoon (part one) part two

Kinktober day one: daddy kink

Plaything

She’s a riot grrrl

Mick Mars

Mermaid Motel

Streamer!reader headcannons

You know you want it

Kinktober day four: pet play

Multi-members

Two is better than one

Halloween/fall headcannons

Groupie Love (Gang Bang)

Cinderella (only writing for Tom and Eric)

Tom Keifer

Did you do that to her?

Up behind her with a pool stick

BDSM headcannons

“What is it, honey?”

Tom finding out you’re pregnant

Eric Brittingham

A pleasant surprise

Kiss (only writing for Paul, Tommy, and Gene)

Paul Stanley

I can see you

Underneath the surface

I fall to pieces when I’m with you

Prank call gone wrong

Teach you how

Tommy Thayer

You’re enough

One bed?!

Gene Simmons

Kinktober day 6: possessiveness

Guns N Roses

Izzy Stradlin

Kinktober day 5: handcuffs

Kinktober day 7: crying kink

Slash

Kinktober day 10: vouyerism

Barbie The Movie

Barbie

Starting to really like the real world

You can be the boss (STRLTRW part two, series masterlist coming soon)

CEO!Barbie AU masterlist

Marvel Cast/other celebrities

Sebastian Stan

Put me in a movie

W.A.S.P. (Only writing for Blackie)

Kinktober day 3: humiliation

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Domesticated

Daisy Jones and The Six

Daisy Jones

Her good slut

G!P Daisy x Stripper!Reader

LA Guns (Only Kelly atm)

Mistaken

Cindy Crawford

Picnics

Joan Jett

Our secret moments

[wandasgf]

SHE'S A GOOD GIRL (and it felt great to be a liar). mdni. 18+.

pairings: ghostface!yelena x fem!reader

synopsis: you really wish you hadn't gone to this party without your girlfriend

warnings: yelena has a dick !, sub!reader, dom!yelena, character death (not reader or yelena), violence, blood, knives, alcohol, threats (r receiving), daddy kink, pet names (princess, pretty girl, sweet thing, etc.), slight breeding, marking, subtle manipulation

wc: 3.8kish

The party was in full swing by the time you’d arrived, your best friend Bucky had insisted on being fashionably late for some reason. Certainly not because he was getting his costume together last minute, he assured you when he said he'd be late picking you up. Usually you’d be seen coming to a party like this with your girlfriend Yelena, but she had said something along the lines of preparing you a surprise when you asked if she’d be attending.

Whatever that meant.

You didn’t realize she hadn’t outright said no, just assumed that’s what she meant by the cryptic response.

But that was hours ago and now Bucky was nowhere to be seen, probably gone off to have some sort of drinking competition with Sam. You groan, not even Carol was here to keep you company, which was strange, she usually would never pass up the opportunity to get under Yelena's skin by spending so much time with you. They were friends, but Carol had always had a slight crush on you, telling you that you picked the wrong blonde. Now that you think of it, you hadn’t heard from her all day… that’s strange.. But you push the feeling down and look around the room to try and find a familiar face. The drink in your cup was bitter and you grimaced as you took a sip, staring at it with contempt as you swirled the amber colored contents inside it around.

It was a few more minutes of looking around for Bucky that you gave up, settling down on the bed in one of the empty bedrooms of whoever’s house this was. Steve’s, you think Bucky had told you? You didn’t know much about the blonde man, but Bucky had seemed actually kind of excited when he told you about it, you couldn’t just tell him you wouldn’t go. You assumed Yelena would come to keep you company as well, but she hadn’t and now you regret agreeing to come at all. You wanted to go home, but you needed Bucky for that and your phone had died earlier in the night. You cursed yourself for not charging it before you left, at least then you could have had Yelena come save you from your boredom.

It was quiet in the room, only the muffled sound of music coming from downstairs accompanied your thoughts. You thought you heard something akin to a scream at one point, but you quickly brushed it off as the alcohol that you were drinking was affecting your mental state. You don’t know how long you sat contentedly on the bed, basking in the moonlight and the serene state of the room, ignoring the party that raged on outside the door.

You jumped when your serenity was interrupted, a thud on the closed door breaking your near silence. You didn’t say anything, waiting for the person on the other side to say something, but when that something never came you curiously walked towards the door. The sight you were greeted with once you opened the door almost had you turning to puke onto the hardwood floors as you staggered backwards into the room.

Bucky. Your best friend Bucky lay massacred on the floor right outside the bedroom door, the thud you heard was his body slamming against it as he sank to the floor. Blood, there’s so much blood. Splattered on the door and on Bucky’s torso, pooling on the floor. You’re panicking, looking around frantically, fumbling to get your phone out of your purse even though it’s dead.

What are you supposed to do? What can you do? Oh god, what if the killer’s still out there. Maybe you should hide? You could hide, that’s a good idea, right?

Your brain is going haywire trying to figure out what you should do, you’d only ever seen these types of things happening in horror movies.

It’s too late, though, your inability to get your feet to move, frozen as you panic, has put you in perfect view of the person walking up the stairs. They’re wearing a mask you recognize, one from the horror movie scream, one of your favorites, and they tilt their head when they look at you through the doorway. If you could see their face, you’d see the fond smile on their face, what a pretty thing you are, practically offering yourself to them like a lamb to a slaughter.

Their all black outfit is splattered with blood, darker and shiny in certain spots than in others. The knife in their hand is menacing and dirtied with the blood of who you can only assume is Bucky, who tried running upstairs to get away, but ended up killing himself in the process, as they slowly start to walk towards you. They’re taunting you, there’s nowhere to run except towards them, the only way back downstairs is behind them and you’re too high up to try and escape through the window. You’re trapped. You’d taken too long.

“What’s your favorite scary movie?” The masked person asks, in a voice that you recognize as familiar, but can’t seem to place because of the way the mask muffles it. And, well, it used to be Scream, but now you’re not so sure. You can’t get yourself to speak, the only sound escaping when you try to tell them you’ll call the police is a little squeak, and even then your voice cracks. You knew you shouldn’t have come, you should have stayed home with Yelena, you wished she was here now, her strong arms wrapped around you and keeping you safe.

“Don’t be shy, pretty girl. You can tell me. If you answer correctly I’ll tell you mine.” The person speaks again, they’re much closer now and you take a few steps backwards to try and create more space. The sound of their black combat boots against the hardwood as they keep walking closer makes your heart race. You’re going to die, this is it, you’re going to die here. The way they step over your best friend’s body on the floor, stepping on a cold hand and hearing a sinister crack makes you dry heave, turning like you’re going to puke but nothing comes out.

You’re shaking and you can’t get your heart rate or your breathing to calm down as they step into the room, backing up until you can’t anymore, back pressed up against a wall. You whimper as they invade your personal space, lifting the knife up and using it to tilt your chin and force you to look at them. They’re much taller than you and the mask is more terrifying than you ever remember it being. “It’s a very simple question, doll. There’s no need to be scared, but I do hate to repeat myself. You know that.” The masked intruder lets that last part slip, not that you can tell, you’re too busy shaking and trying not to cry, your eyes shining with unshed tears. “I-I like—” you can’t help but let out a little sob, “Pearl.” It’s a new one, you know, but you wouldn’t dare call scream your favorite movie anymore.

Their breathing is getting ragged, very clearly affected by your frightened state. They’d barely even done anything besides intimidate you and you’re acting like this. They lick their lips and look at you with a predatory gaze that you can’t see. They might have to reveal themselves sooner than they planned, they need to see those teary eyes as they ravish you. You’re lying, they know, and it makes them click their tongue in disappointment. “That’s not true, don’t lie to me. I’d hate for you to end up like poor Bucky over there, he lied to me too and I don’t like liars.” And the sob that racks your body is music to their ears, but they couldn’t have you tiring yourself out from crying so much, could they?

“Shhh, it’s okay, I’d never do that to you, pretty girl.” And the stranger lets the knife go slack in their hand, no longer piercing painfully at the bottom of your chin. They tuck the knife into their back pocket in favor of reaching up to cup your cheek, they know you’d never even attempt to reach for the knife, thumb soothingly rubbing across your soft skin. You know you shouldn’t, you don’t know why you are, but the touch feels so familiar and comforting, warm, that you can’t help but sniffle and lean into it. “There you go, calm down now, I’m not going to do that to you.” Alarm bells should be going off in your head at the familiarity of their voice and touch, the pet names they’re using and their actions.

It makes them smile when their touch calms you down even when you don’t know it’s them, such a loyal little girl. “Now, I’ll repeat myself just this once and you’ll tell the truth, right?” It’s not like you have a choice in the matter, but you nod anyway. “What’s your favorite scary movie?” They ask again, it’s both more menacing and less menacing than the first time they asked, but their hand on your cheek keeps you from working yourself up again. “The o-original Scream.” you sniffle and they wipe at the tears that are still falling down your cheek. “Good girl. That wasn’t so hard was it? I told you it was a simple question.”

You want Yelena, you want to go home. You want to be anywhere but here because you know how this movie goes, they say you won’t end up like Bucky, but you’ve seen this movie more times than you can count. You’re going to die. But maybe… maybe if you do what they want they’ll let you go? It’s a stupid thought to have, but they haven’t hurt you yet and they had plenty of opportunity to.

Their hand trails down to hold your jaw, their thumb grazing over your bottom lip and you whimper, panic surging through your veins. “I-I have a girlfriend!” Oh? How cute, the stranger chuckles, their thumb pulling your bottom lip down and then swiping over it. “Well, she doesn’t seem to be here now, does she? Unless of course she was downstairs… She didn’t happen to be the one with the blonde hair, did she? The strong one? Hm, yes, she fought back.” That elicits a reaction out of you. One they weren't expecting. Your right hand flies up in an attempt to hit them, but lucky for them their reflexes are quicker, catching your wrist just before your palm can make any impact.

You struggle against them now, you can’t believe Yelena was here and you didn’t know, and now she’s dead. Maybe it was someone else, your girlfriend can’t be dead, that’s not right. You can’t function properly without Yelena, this can’t be real, it has to be some sick alcohol induced nightmare. You're trying to fight back with both hands now, your wrists caught in your assailant’s hands before they’re slamming them against the wall and holding you in place. “You need to calm the fuck down, куколка.” Their voice is almost a growl now, low and angry, it makes you freeze. You’re screwed now, you made them angry and now there’s no way you’re making it out of here alive. But their tone is still familiar in a way you can’t place, and the way they called you little doll is almost like—

“One more move and I snap your neck, understand?” Their breathing is heavy now, for reasons other than arousal, it took more effort than they thought to calm you down and they make their intent very clear by letting one of your wrists free to wrap their hand around your throat. You nod furiously, not wanting to push your luck any further. “Now, I’m going to let your other wrist go and you are not going to move it. Do I make myself clear?” They don’t wait for a response before letting go this time, reaching up and grabbing onto the bottom of the mask. Oh God, you’re absolutely going to die now. As soon as you find out who the killer is you’re going to die because there’s no way they’d ever let you live after letting you see them. You squeeze your eyes shut, maybe if you don’t look they’ll put it back on.

You hear them chuckle and you slowly open your eyes again, but all air is knocked out of your lungs when you see who it is. “Hi, princess.” Yelena grins, letting the mask drop to the floor and releasing your throat, “I told you I had a surprise for you, didn’t I?” Well, she did, yes, but never in a million years did you ever think it would be this. Your head hurts with the information you’re taking in. Yelena killed Bucky. Yelena hurt more people downstairs. Yelena was going to hurt you, but most importantly, Yelena was alive. You know you shouldn’t, you know you should be screaming at her and running, but you crash into her and wrap your arms around her.

Your girlfriend coos, wrapping an arm around you and bringing her other up to stroke your hair. “Oh, I must’ve scared you so much, huh? I’m sorry, принцесса (princess), I shouldn’t have made you think I was hurt. That was really mean of me, wasn’t it?” You nod against her chest and she grins. What a silly thing you are, so wrapped around her finger that you’re more concerned with her well being than the murders she’s just committed. It’s endearing. “You really hurt my feelings just now, baby, fighting against me and attacking me like that when I was just having a little fun with you. How come you couldn’t tell it was me, hm?”

Your breath catches in your throat, you hurt Yelena's feelings? You didn’t mean to, you hope she’s not mad at you for it. She’s right, you should’ve been able to tell it was her, so why couldn’t you? You blame it on the alcohol. “ ‘m sorry, ‘Lena.” You mumble, pulling away from her just the littlest bit so you can pout up at her. “I know you are, sweet thing, but you still hurt Daddy’s feelings.” She lets the title slip as she moves her hand from your hair to cup your cheek. When she sees the way you visibly relax, eyes glazed over just the slightest, she knows she has you right where she wants you.

You sniffle and she coos, “But do you know how you could make Daddy feel better?” You perk up and shake your head, waiting for Yelana to tell you. “You could let her fuck that pretty pussy of yours. Would you let her do that?” You think for a second, but then nod, you want Yelena to forgive you, you hate when she’s upset with you, “Yes, Daddy.”

The sight of you all teary eyed and scared had gotten her so worked up, she didn’t know if she even had the patience to let you know who she was before forcing your legs apart, but she would never scare you that much, she had self control. She lets go of you and leans down to press a kiss to your lips, chuckling when you chase her lips with a whine as she pulls away. “Go get on the bed for me, baby.” You’d almost forgotten where you were, in the guest bedroom of some stranger’s house, an actual stranger this time, but you’re all too happy to obey your girlfriend, walking over and crawling into the bed.

Yelena smirks, following you over and pushing you onto your back, spreading your legs and slotting herself between them. Your skirt rides up as a result, and she just flips it all the way up, “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” She cages you in, forearms resting on either side of your head as she hovers over you. The praise makes you melt, leaning up to capture her lips in another kiss. This one is longer, messier as your lips move against each other and Yelena grinds against you. You moan into her mouth as you feel her bulge pressing against your clothed cunt.

Yelena usually prides herself in her patience, able to work you up until you were a mess underneath her, begging and crying for her to please make you feel good, but tonight she just can’t control herself. You awakened something primal in her when you didn’t so much as bat an eye at her homicide, instead apologizing to her for not realizing who she was. It made her heart beat out of her chest.

She pulls away from your lips to trail kisses across your cheek, down your jaw, and then your neck, remaining there. She reaches one hand behind her to grab the knife from her back pocket, laying it on the bed and then reaching between your bodies to unbutton her pants. You whine and pant as she kisses and sucks at your neck, she’s intent on marking you tonight. Her cock finally springs free from its confines as she gets her pants undone, pulling it out of the boxers she wore. She groans, her pants had become much too tight too quickly.

You arch up into her when she bites down on your neck, groaning as she grinds against you, the tip of her cock catching on your clit when she pulls back only to push forward again. She’s usually so good with making sure you’re nice and ready for her before she fucks you, working you open with her fingers and making sure you’re nice and wet. She reserved fucking into you with no warning for punishments, making you feel the burn as she didn’t allow you to accommodate for the size of her cock, but her patience is just so thin tonight, she can’t help herself. You’d never fault her for that, right?

She reaches blindly for the knife she tossed aside just a few minutes ago, fingers finding the handle and gripping onto it. Your breath catches in your throat when you feel the cold metal of the blade against your thigh, but she shuts you up before you can even speak by leaning back up to capture your lips in a bruising kiss. She bites down on your bottom lip at the same time as she slips the blade under the fabric of your panties and slices upwards, cutting through the tin fabric and doing the same to the other side. You whimper, reaching up to wrap your arms around her neck and tangle in her hair.

She grabs the torn fabric and tears it away from you, tossing it aside along with the knife. When she pulls away from your lips once more, the look she gives you is dangerous and predatory. “You can take it, right? You can take Daddy’s cock like a good girl?” And you gasp as you feel her fingers against your clit, rubbing teasing circles against it. You whine and nod, “Please, Daddy! I can take it, I promise, please!”

All she responds with is a groan, reaching further down to gather your slick on her fingers, teasingly pushing the tips of two fingers into your hole before pulling away again. She strokes herself a few times, her breathing becoming uneven as she coats her cock with your slick before lining her tip up with your entrance. “Good girl, Daddy’s good girl.” She breathes before snapping her hips forward and bottoming out in one fluid motion. The moan she’s rewarded with is music to her ears and she growls, it’s animalistic, the way she feels towards you. Always, but especially right now. Such a good girl for her, all for her and no one else. She’s ruined you for anyone else, all you want is her.

Her pace is unrelenting as she fucks you, bullying your poor cunt and biting bruises into your neck. The way your nails dig into her back only spurs her on further. “That’s it, baby, take it. Take your Daddy’s cock. Gonna fill you up nice and good, gonna make sure you’re only mine.” She’s panting into your neck, her warm breath against your skin and her quiet grunts and groans only proving to drive you even crazier. You’re scratching at her back and practically wailing with how good you feel. It had been a week since Yelena fucked you before today, you’re starting to think maybe she did that on purpose.

She should’ve done this so much sooner, taken you like this after a crime. A reward for her hard work. But it had to be perfect, it had to be the perfect occasion with the perfect set up and the perfect build up of your desperation. It had to be perfect because you were perfect and she only wanted the absolute best for you. Her darling girl.

She reaches between your bodies and lays her hand just above your cunt, her thumb ghosting over right where you need it. All it takes is a cry of ‘Daddy, please!’ for her to begin working at your clit just the way she knows you like. She can tell you’re about to cum, the signs are there, your trembling thighs and your high pitched whines, the way your nails dig into her skin and how you clench around her cock oh so nicely. And she’ll let you, if you ask, but you have to ask because those are the rules.

You know better than to break the rules.

You can’t hold it anymore, no matter how much you want Yelena to keep fucking you, your orgasm is quickly approaching whether you want it to or not. “Daddy! Daddy, please—please, I’m gonna—I need to— Daddy, please I’m gonna cum!” You’re almost sobbing, ready to plead one more time before Yelena speaks up, “Cum for me, принцесса (princess). Cum all over Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

The sound of your pleasure washing over you, your moans and whimpers as she fucks you through your orgasm, has Yelena pushing over the edge too. Groaning and letting out an uncharacteristically needy whine as she cums, filling you up in a way you weren’t ready for. She was usually careful not to cum inside, says she’d love for you to have her kids, but you’re not ready. She’s breathing deeply to calm herself down as she gives you a minute to catch your breath too.

“Daddy was afraid you’d run away from her, angel, I’m so glad you didn’t make me hurt you.”

[valleyfae]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

✴︎── 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 & 𝐂𝐎.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈 ✴︎ 18+ only

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𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐊𝐄𝐘 ✴︎ f = fluff ── s = smut ── d = dark ── ddlg = ddlg ── pp = pet play ── h/c = hurt/comfort

𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒

Guys My Age: AU ── (f, s, h/c)

Divorced!dilf!neighbor!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Your neighbor is always there to comfort you, and lucky enough, he’s divorced.

Insatiable Angel ── (s)

Daddy!Bucky ✴︎ Bucky only needs ten minutes to finish his work, but you can't seem to wait.

In charge around here ── (s, d)

Dark!biker!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Bucky makes sure to show you who you should trust after moving alone to a big city.

Just wanted to help ── (ddlg, h/c)

Daddy!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ You just want to do something for Bucky after how much he does for you, but your plan doesn’t go as expected.

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍

Smarty ── (s, d)

Mean dark stepdad!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ Your stepdad isn’t too happy when his smart little girl comes home a tad bit drunk.

I Love You to the Moon and Back ── (f, h/c, ddlg)

Daddy!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ After a long, tiring day, there’s nothing better than snuggling up in bed with your daddy for a bedtime story

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐏

Push Me Down ── (s, d)

Ghostface!Steve Kemp ✴︎ Ever since your first encounter, Steve’s twisted obsession over you consumed his every moment, until he finally snaps.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒

Bucky giving his little kitten what she so desperately needs: his cum ── (s, pp)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky + piss kink ── (s, d)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky manhandling you until you are shivering under his touch ── (s, d)

Mean dark!mechanic!Bucky when you forget your wallet at home ── (s, d)

Brothers bsf!fratboy!Bucky Barnes x secret camgirl!reader ── (s)

Divorced!Bucky x divorced!reader ── (s)

Guys My Age AU :aftercare with Bucky + sitting between his legs + finger sucking ── (f)

Cocky brothers bsf!Bucky finally makes a move on you after your first year of college ── (s)

Bucky punishes you with an over-the-knee spanking after you tease him during a meeting ── (s)

Bucky makes you clean up the mess you made while riding his boot + slapping ── (s)

Soft dark!Bucky takes advantage of your vulnerability as a newly recruited avenger ── (s, d)

18th-century daddy!Bucky comforts you at a gala when noticing you feel little ── (ddlg, h/c)

Mean dom!Bucky putting you in your place after being a brat and talking’s back to him ── (s)

Mean dom!Nick Fowler, punishment + throat fucking + cock and ball worship ── (s)

Best friends dad!Sebastian reminds you that you are always welcome at his home ── (h/c)

Dark mean stepdad!Sebastian punishing you with a paddle ── (s, d)

Dad!Lee Bodecker coming home after work ── (f)

[the-queen-of-hell-666]

2022 Kinktober Masterlist

Here is my Kinktober masterlist and what I have planned for you all, my wonderful amazing readers! I hope you like the thigh clenching, panty soaking, jean tightening thrill of smut! I hope you enjoy!

Banners by: @vase-of-lilies​

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst;  👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Massage: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Masseuse!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 2: Biting/Marking: Eddie Munson x Slight!Possessive!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 3: Public Sex: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Dark!Fem!Reader 🔥👿🕸️

Day 4: Degrading: Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Bratty!Fem!Reader 🔥

Day 5: Knife Play: Ghostface!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️👿

Day 6: Omegaverse: Alpha!Wolf Hybrid!Ransom Drysdale x Omega!Human!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 7: Panty Kink: Perv!Eddie Munson x Bestfriend!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 8: Skirts: 40s!Bucky Barnes x Showgirl!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 9: Size Kink: Beefy!Ari Levison x Petite!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 10: Blood Kink: Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️

Day 11: Monster Fucking: Loki Laufeyson x Witch!Fem!Reader 🔥🌙

Day 12: Anal: Dark!Mr. Freezy(Robert Pronge) x Fem!Reader 🔥🕸️👿

Day 13: Choking: Sub!Thor Odinson x Dom!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 14: Phone Sex: Nomad!Steve Rogers x Needy!Fem!Reader 🔥

Day 15: Body Shots: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 16: Fucking Machine: Sub!Ransom Drysdale x Soft!Dom!Fem!Reader 🔥👿🌙

Day 17: Threesome: Steddie x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 18: Cuckolding: Lloyd Hansen x Married!Fem!Reader 🔥👿

Day 19: Bondage: Soft!Dom!Wanda Maximoff x Sub!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 20: Scent Kink: Rockstar!Perv!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 21: Mommy Kink: Dom!Natasha Romanov x Sub!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 22: Dacryphilia: Rockstar!Soft!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 23: Morning Sex: Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 24: Housewife Kink: Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Dark!Wife!Fem!Reader  🔥👿🕸️

Day 25: Praise Kink: Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 26: Knotting: Alpha!Andy Barber x Omega!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 27: Breeding Kink: Slight!Feral!Ari Levison x Wife!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 28: Thigh Fucking: Eddie Munson x Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

Day 29: Body Worship: Soft!Wanda Maximoff x Insecure!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥👿

Day 30: Daddy Kink: Bucky Barnes x Jealous!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥👿

Day 31: Age Difference: Uni-Student!Bucky Barnes x Professor!Fem!Reader 🌙🔥

[lambtotheslaughterr]

500 FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION

✨REQUESTS OPEN✨

rules & requirements below:

i know, or at least i think, most people celebrate at 1000 followers but considering i've had this blog for nearly two years 500 followers is a big deal to me. SO to celebrate i am opening my requests. now, before you go shooting me a request please read & acknowledge the following.

RULES:

must be following me. that’s a no brainer.

first come first served basis.

i will make an announcement after i have received 10 requests that requests are closed. please DO NOT make any requests after i have closed them. they will be dismissed/deleted. so just save your request for the next celebration. AGAIN those who request off anon will be priority.

because i don't want those whose requests don't get picked or didn't make it into the 10 qualifying spots to miss out on their request i will be saving requests to roll-over into the next celebration post (which will be at 1000 followers) so don't fret! however, a REMINDER that if you make a request AFTER i closed the requests those ones will be deleted.

you may only request oneshots. i will not be accepting any series or mini series requests. however, your oneshot requests can include requesting a sequel to any standing series or oneshots i have already written. for example, 'may i request a 'where are they now' oneshot for reader & rafe in 'always you''. or 'may i request a sequel oneshot to your ransom drysdale 'leatherbound' oneshot'. but of course, feel free to request something totally new!

no naming the reader. these requests are 'reader x whoever character you request'.

also! this is a dark!fic noncon!fic account. keep in mind that when making your request that you know exactly what you're requesting & from who. no fluff, no cutesy romantic stuff (unless it goes dark), etc.

i will include a list of characters below that i will write for that you can choose from, so please pick from there. if there is someone else you have in mind that isn't on the list DM ME first to ask.

along with a list of characters, i will also list the kinks/themes i WILL NOT write about. so be extra sure to go over those because any requests that include anything from my 'will not write about' list, will be dismissed.

lastly, after i recieve 10 requests, my other series i'm currenty writing on here (Rise & I Burn) will be on a momentary pause until i complete all requests. so to my dedicated readers for those two series, i do apologize in advance, but please be patient. they will be returned to.

that's all, folks! make sure you make your request via dropping an ask (i will not accept requests via dm (dm is only if you're asking clarifying questions about characters or boundaries)). be sure to REREAD my rules, too. it doesn't hurt to double check.

happy requesting! muah😘

beau<3

CHARACTERS by fandom: those in CAPS are who i really want to write for

MARVEL: Steve Rogers | BUCKY BARNES | Loki | Thor | Erik Killmonger | Aged Up Peter Parker | Talos (a.k.a spacedaddy from Captain Marvel) | Billy Russo (The Punisher) | Deacon Frost (Blade) |

CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS: Ransom Drysdale | Andy Barber | CURTIS EVERETT | Lloyd Hansen |

OUTER BANKS: Rafe Cameron | Daddy Cameron (a.k.a Ward Cameron) |

DC: Clark Kent | Joker (Heath Ledger's joker) | KGBEAST

PEAKY BLINDERS: Thomas fucking Shelby (or any of the Shelby's) | Michael Gray |

THE BOYS: Billy Butcher | HOMELANDER | Black Noir

CALL OF DUTY: Konig | SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT: Frank Morrison ('The Legion' ) | The Trapper | GhostFace | Michael Myers

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Stefan Salvatore | Kai Parker | Klaus Mikaelson |

DIVERGENT: ERIC | Four |

STAR WARS: Darth Maul | Darth Vader/Anakin Skywalker | Kylo Ren/Ben Solo |

VIKINGS: Rollo | RAGNAR | Hvitserk | Ubbe | Ivar | Bjorn |

HARRY POTTER: Aged Up Draco Malfoy | Aged Up Tom Riddle (don't you dare request that noseless snake version of him) | Young Sirius Black

AMERICAN ASSASSIN: Mitch Rapp | Ghost

THE WALKING DEAD: Negan | Nick Clark

MISC: Aged Up Billy Hargrove | Adrian Griffen (The Invisible Man) | Coriolanus Snow (young, not the old one, blegh) | CHASE ANDREWS | JACKSON RIPPNER | Aged Up JOSEPH DESCAMPS (Mixte) | Elwood Dalton (RoadHouse) | Aged Up Henry Bowers (IT) | Rio (Good Girls) | Roman Godfrey (Hemlock Grove) | Boys from 'The Covenant' (aged up, ofc) | Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy) | Ajax (The Warriors, bless you if you know who this is. he is my ride or die.) | Walter Deville | Ash (No Exit) | Brahms (The Boy) | Masked Man (Hush) | The Gentleman (The Purge) | AURELIANO (Subburia) | Aged Up Nate Jacobs | The Predator | Reggie Kray (Legend) |

WILL NOT WRITE ABOUT: these either weird me out or bore me & for me to produce my best work for you i ask that you not request any of the below

a/b/o themes | lactation kinks | dd/lg kinks | real life celebrities | monster fucking (does not include aliens or vampies) | ghost/demon fucking | race play | dp kinks | anal play (generic anal is fine, but anything more is a no from me) | cum eating | basement wife themes | sexual slavery themes | convenience noncon (this is specific to me so you deffo won't know what that is so if you're curious, please ask) | breeding kinks | pregnancy non con | bimbo reader | underage reader/characters | sex pollen themes | blood-related incestual themes | cuckholding kinks |

SPOTS:

1. alt!reader x rafe cameron one shot

2. virgin!reader x rafe cameron one shot (best friends)

3. reader x rafe cameron one shot (best friends boyfriend/roommate)

4. 'the night shift' reader x stefan salvatore sequel one shot

5. romani!reader x soft!roman godfrey one shot

6. ‘always you’ reader x rafe cameron sequel one shot

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