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innocence & experience ✧ ransom drysdale

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pairing: tatted mob boss dark!ransom drysdale x fem!reader

summary: you’re the perfect little doll that ransom can’t wait to play with.

word count: 7,638

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, this is a dark fic so read all of the warnings before you choose to read this, you are responsible for your own media consumption, noncon, stalking, male masturbation, manipulation, bribery, cheating, somnophilia, fingering, oral (f receiving), kidnapping, size kink, mention of alcohol, not proofread

note: given the nature of the fic, i've decided to not tag people as i usually would in case this is not something they want to be subjected to.

In Ransom Drysdale’s line of work, having good connections is paramount. Sometimes, knowing the right person in the right circumstances can make a difference between life and death. That was why Ransom took great pride in making sure that anyone and everyone he meets would bend to his will. And perhaps the best place to start with that? The young men and women pursuing a higher education. There was an interesting idea that was prevalent among people that adults, once they passed the inglorious days of high school and officially gained their “adult card”, were capable of discerning whether or not they were being manipulated. Hell, victims were often labelled as “liars” for the simple fact that people perceive them as being “too old” to be manipulated. That couldn’t be further from the truth. Anyone at any age can be manipulated, and there were no better targets than those young people pursuing their education.

The trick to achieving those ends was in coming across as innocent. As someone who would cause no harm, no matter the circumstances. And how to do that? Seemingly innocuous business fronts. Sure, Ransom had his fair share of seedier business dealings—clubs, bars, casinos, the works. Those got him dirtier clients and partners, the kind that didn’t mind a little mess. But sometimes that got too messy, and Ransom didn’t like messy. No, sometimes he needed something a little cleaner, something less obvious. That was how he ended up running a high end art gallery in the nicer part of town.

Every year, the gallery would be make a sizable donation to the local university. And every year, the gallery would host a gala, inviting department heads and their best, most promising students to attend. It was the perfect opportunity for Ransom and his associates to ensure that the brightest minds the university had to offer were properly wooed and wowed, to guarantee their alliance to him and ensure they did whatever he had asked of them. Tonight was the night of that very annual gala, and Ransom could hardly wait to be introduced to all of his future playthings.

The wealthiest and most well-connected citizens of that great city were in attendance that night. Ransom was used to rubbing elbows with people like this, knew just how to laugh and be witty and charm to get exactly what he wanted. But it was also boring. It was too easy. There was no challenge. And, if there was one thing you should know about Ransom Drysdale, it was that he loved challenges. It’s the only way to make it in his line of work. You don’t become the most powerful mob boss in the city by not liking a good challenge.

Tonight was perhaps the most boring night Ransom had experienced in a long time, and he was just itching for some excitement.

Enter the student representatives from the local university.

Dozens of students made their entrance, and Ransom was just itching to get his hands on at least one of them. For at least one of them to fall perfectly into his carefully laid trap. Out of the corner of his eye, while he spoke to one of the politicians in the city (What? Was he expected to remember their names? As if.), he kept a close watch on the young faces in the crowd. But none of them captivated his interest quite like the pretty little one in a shimmering gold dress—his favorite of the dresses he’d sent the university have the students representatives wear, alongside the tuxes for the men and the various accessories he’d chosen for the students—sweeping across the floor. You were positively dazzling, wowing the other attendees immediately with your bright eyes and sweet demeanor. Oh, yes. Yes, he was captivated. You were the perfect prey for him to sink his teeth into.

He watched as you walked over to the bar, ordering a drink, and he took that as his chance to pounce. As you waited for his drink, he excused himself from the conversation with the Mayor. (Or was it a Senator? A Representative? Eh, who gives a shit?) He walked over to you, slowly, like a predator stalking its next meal, before sliding up next to you, his voice smooth like honey as he asked, “Come here often? Haven’t seen you at one of these things before.”

You smiled up at him, batting your pretty little lashes while you drank in the ink littering his hands and neck. You had a cute smile curling across your face as you said, “Oh, no. The gallery sponsors my university, and they asked that they send some students to attend tonight.”

“Oh, so you’re a student?” he asked, feigning interest. “What are you studying then?”

“I’m getting my masters in arts administration. I actually graduate in about a month.”

“How exciting! I hope you don’t mind me giving you an early congratulations,” he said. Oh, he wanted to give her an early congratulations alright. Preferably with that pretty little dress pushed up her pretty little legs, her pretty little wrapped around his cock as he took her in the bathroom and—

“Thank you! I’m really excited to get out into the real world and actually put my degree to work. That’s actually why I came tonight. When I heard that they were looking for students to come to the gallery tonight, I jumped at the opportunity. Figured it would be a good chance to get networking.”

He raised a brow. “A woman who goes after what she wants? Oh, petal, you’re a woman after my own heart.” He extended a hand toward you. “I’m Ransom. Ransom Drysdale.”

You took his hand, and he had to bite back a moan as he realized how tiny your dainty little hand was. It awakened something in him, some sort of primal instinct to keep you away from the dangers of the world, lock you away in his bedroom and never let you see the light of day again. He’d been looking for a little wife for a long time now, and he’d never been more convinced that someone was “the one” until he laid his eyes on you. There was just something about your cute little presence in a world so dark, you somehow being untainted by the horrors of the world, that drew him in. Yes, he would have you. You were his, even if you didn’t know it yet.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you said.

He brought your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, never breaking eye contact with you. He couldn’t help but smirk as your free hand covered your mouth as you giggled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, petal.”

As he pulled your hand away from his lips, still holding onto it, you asked, “So, what do you, Mr. Drysdale?”

“Oh, petal, you can call me Ransom. Mr. Drysdale is my father, and we’re not exactly on great terms,” he said. “I’m a businessman of sorts. I actually own this gallery.”

“Oh!” you squeaked, your eyes widening. Fuck, it took everything in him to not bend you over the bar and take you right then and there. “Oh, I hope I wasn’t being too presumptuous about the networking thing earlier. I wouldn’t want—”

“Petal, in my gallery, you can have any position you want,” he said. “But, other than the gallery, I own a club not far from here. What do you say we head out of here and take our fun elsewhere?”

“Oh, no I couldn’t—”

“Don’t worry ‘bout getting in trouble. It’s my event. If the school has anything to say about it, I’ll have it all smoothed over.”

“No, that’s not it. It’s just…Well, I didn’t mean to give you the wrong idea, Ransom. I actually have a boyfriend, and I wouldn’t want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship.”

He fought the urge to roll his eyes. Though it was his instinct to go off about how he would be infinitely better for you, how he could provide for you and protect you and please you in ways that your current boyfriend never could, he also knew that he was playing the role of a charming bachelor. Slinking back into his instincts would be counter-productive, and it would only make what he was trying to do all the more difficult. So, instead, he said, “My apologies, petal. Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine!” you quickly said.

“Well, I suppose I should get back to mingling. And I was serious about what I said. If you want a place in my business, all you gotta do is ask.”

“Thank you, Ransom. I’ll keep that in mind. It was a pleasure meeting you.”

“You too, petal,” he said, before moving away from the bar and slinking back into the crowd, trying to find one of his men so he could let them know of the plan he was concocting.

A boyfriend, eh? Oh, that was no issue. Ransom could handle that.

And handle that, he did.

The good thing about being head honcho was that he was could delegate a lot of responsibilities down to the people below him. He freed his schedule, his workload, of everything but what was absolutely necessary for him to complete. Any and all free time he had was dedicated toward the pursuit of you. And, did you know the better part about being the man in charge? It meant that he could direct as many as his men as he wanted to keep an eye on you, to keep detailed records of what you were doing. His favorite job, though? Oh, it had to be looking through the pretty pictures that were taken of you.

One of his men, one that typically gathered intel about Ransom’s enemies to use as leverage, had been tasked with following you. And the pictures he got of you, oh they were magnificent. Ones of you walking across campus, scrolling through your phone while you walked from class to class. Ones of you in the library, your hair as mess as you tugged at your strands as you stressed over some convoluted concept you were expected to have memorized. Ones of you going out for drinks with your friends. One of you, carefully cropped to include only you, where you could be seen riding your boyfriend, your head thrown back in orgasmic bliss.

Those were his favorite pictures. Even though they were grainier, a result of them having been took through a window and having to be cropped so that your boyfriend’s face couldn’t be seen, they were perfect. When he closed his eyes, Ransom liked to imagine what that pretty little face of yours would like while he fucked you stupid. How your eyes would roll to the back of your skull as you’d scream, the way your cute little claws would rake down his chest until he’d grab in one hand and pin above your head.

One night, after having gathered enough intel on your boyfriend, some bastard named Oliver Langley who worked in I.T., Ransom sank into his silk sheets, ready for his own private celebration. He’d already rid himself of his clothes as he was the type of man that preferred sleeping in the nude. Once properly situated in bed, he reached over and grabbed the framed picture on his nightstand, the one of your riding your pathetic boyfriend.

Though he’d long since memorized the image, he couldn’t stop himself from moaning at the sight of you. Oh, you were so perfect. Perfect for him. A pretty little girl that he couldn’t wait to get his hands onto, to defile and ruin for anyone else. The thought of you being his little doll made his cock ache as he grasped it with his free hand. His moans got louder as he stroked himself, pretending that his hand was your tight cunt, that you were seated on his lap, bouncing on his cock. His movements sped up as he squeezed his eyes shut, sinking further into his bed as he came.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his cum landed on the glass of the frame, perfectly covering your tiny body. He groaned at the sight, his already softening dick starting to harden once more as he imagined what it would like with your actual face painted in his cum. He gently wiped the frame of his cum, whispering, “Don’t worry, petal. I’ll be taking care of you soon enough.”

The next day, Ransom was in his office, leaning back in his leather chair as he waited for his men to return with your boyfriend in tow. He hoped to do this cleanly, to not have to make a mess of things. For, as much as he enjoyed messes, he also knew that it would be easier for you to sink into his arms after a betrayal rather than death. And, well, that would be easier for him, and he preferred to make things easy for himself.

“Where the fuck are you taking me?!”

Ransom smirked when he heard your boyfriend shouting down the hall. A few moments later, there was a knock at the door and Ransom shouted, “Come in!”

The door swung open and Oliver was carried in by two of Ransom’s bodyguards.

“Ah, Mr. Langley!” Ransom greeted him. “Thank you for gracing us with your presence!”

Oliver thrashed around as the men forced him into one of the leather chairs in front of Ransom’s desk. He tried to shoot up, tried to run off, but a large hand on his shoulder forced him back down easily.

“Now, now, there won’t be any running today. We’d find you anyways, and it wouldn’t be that good for you.”

“Why am I here?” Oliver asked, trying to mask the waver in his voice. Cute. He thought he could be tough. It’d be fun to see how quickly he would cave. “I haven’t done shit. But-but I don’t want any trouble.”

“Yeah? Me neither,” Ransom said, leaning forward and propping himself on his desk with his elbows. “So let’s make this quick. You’re gonna leave your girlfriend.”

Oliver’s jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”

“I don’t repeat myself, Mr. Langley.”

“I’m not gonna leave Y/N!”

“You seem to think it’s an option,” Ransom laughed. “Rest assured, it’s not. The method of which you leave her is entirely up to you. It can be done easily, where you live, or you take the hard route, and we start picking about your headstone. Which would it be?”

“Why do I have to break up with her? She’s done nothing.”

“No, she’s done nothing. Except caught my interest. I’m sure you’re well aware that she’s a pretty little thing, and I’m sure you can understand why I want her as my own.”

“She’s not property—”

“Perhaps. For now. But, like I said, you have no option but to leave her so that she can be mine. And you know what? My patience is running thin. Better make your choice quickly, or I’ll be forced to make it for you.”

“I can’t hurt her,” Oliver whispered, his hands falling to his lap as he clasped his hands together, his fingernails biting into his palm. “I love her too much to do that.”

It was cute, that he thought that. That he prioritized love so highly. But, Ransom knew that resolve would quickly crumble. It always does. Love’s a fickle thing, after all. It never lasts.

“Everyone’s got a price. What’s yours?”

He only scoffed. “You can’t pay me off. I’m not leaving her. Not willingly.”

“A hundred grand?” Ransom asked. Oliver’s eyes immediately shot up, before looking back at his clasped hands. Ransom couldn’t help but smirk. He was right, after all. Everyone had a price. It just mattered if it could be met or not. “Ooh, higher? Hmm, how about two hundred? Three?”

There was silence for a moment, and Ransom had a quip on the tip of tongue when—

“Five.”

Ransom couldn’t help but laugh. “Five and you’ll do everything I ask?”

“Only if you agree that once it’s over between me and Y/N that you’ll leave me alone.”

“Then we got ourselves a deal.”

The scene was then set.

For someone who seemed so reluctant to leave you, Oliver seemed far too eager to play the role that Ransom was forcing him into. When Ransom presented the man with his little black book, telling him to pick someone out so that you would catch him in the act of cheating, he took far too much care in picking out the “perfect partner”. It almost made Ransom laugh. And to think Ransom had almost considered Oliver to be a loyal partner. But he supposed he was right, that love always crumbled. You just had to know what someone was willing to take to give it all up.

The only thing that would’ve made this perfect was if Ransom could’ve been in the room when it happened, be able to see the way your little face would crumple up when you saw the person you thought loved you throw it all. Instead, he waited in his car, parked just outside of Oliver’s apartment building with a perfect view into the bedroom window.

The plan was set into motion. You’d just walked into the building, having gotten off work and made your usual journey to Oliver’s so that you both could go grab some dinner. A few minutes passed, and then he could see you opening the door, finding your once loving boyfriend taking a blonde with perky tits from behind. You were shouting, Ransom was sure of that by the way you were throwing your arms about and pointing accusatory fingers. You threw something at Oliver, then slammed the door shut behind you as you stalked out of the apartment and out of the building.

Ransom didn’t even need to tell his driver to follow you, the car immediately lurching forward as you stomped down the sidewalk. They tailed you for several minutes, until you stopped in front of a bar, before deciding to enter the establishment.

Oh, cute. You were falling perfectly into his trap. Bet you didn’t even know that was his bar. Oh, yes, this was going to be fun.

Ransom was practically buzzing as he watched you walk into his bar. Oh, it took everything in him to not rush in there and take you immediately. But he was playing the long game, and he wasn’t a big fan on changing the rules in the middle of the game. No, he liked to see it out til the end, just like how he’d planned for it to go. So, instead, he waited in his car for a few minutes, giving you enough time to settle with your drink of choice so that he could waltz in, seemingly innocent, before playing the next round of cat and mouse.

Casting a glance at his watch, he got out of the car, telling his driver that he’ll call if he needs him. Then he walked into the building, searching the small place, before his eyes settled on you. You were seated at the bar, nursing a drink, looking totally disappointed in the world. Just like how he wanted you.

“What brings you here on this fine Friday evening?” he asked, sliding onto the stool next to you.

You looked up, your pretty doe eyes all wide as you recognized him. Then you looked down, your shoulders slumped, and mumbled, “Don’t worry about it.”

“Hey now,” he said, reaching over to grab the hand that wasn’t holding onto a glass. “Don’t be like that. I know we don’t know each other that well, but you can tell me if something’s wrong. I won’t judge you for it. Might even let you cry on my shoulder.”

“It’s just…” You sighed, squeezing his hand like you needed to know he was there, that the comfort he was offering was real. “My boyfriend…He, uh, I caught him cheating tonight. And, I don’t know…I thought things were going well. I thought he was going to propose. But, he just…He found someone that looked like a fucking model, and just…I don’t know. I shouldn’t feel sad ‘cause clearly he didn’t want me, but I…I wanted him, you know? I thought he was the one I’d spend the rest of my life with.”

“He sounds like a fucking idiot,” Ransom said, running his thumb over the top of your hand. “I don’t know you too well, but even I can see you’re a fucking catch. If he wants to throw that all away, that’s his loss.”

You chuckled softly. “Thanks. I don’t quite believe you, but…Thank you.”

“Listen, I’ll tell you every day if I have to if it means you’ll believe me.”

You smiled, taking another sip of your drink. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Now, how ‘bout we work on cheering you up and forgetting that bastard ever even existed?”

“I’d like that a lot.”

And that was exactly what he did, telling you story after story after story to get you laughing. Never, not once, did that pretty smile of yours leave your face. And he really fucking liked that, liked knowing that he was the one bringing you joy. That he was the one responsible for your happiness. That you were his. You talked with him for hours, but it didn’t feel like it at all. Though he was playing pretend, playing the part of a sweet man, it almost felt natural. He supposed that was because you were something he really wanted. Something that he had to have his hands on.

And the best part? You never once let go of his hand while he talked to you. He watched as you traced your finger along the owl tattooed on his hand. “Whatcha thinkin’ ‘bout there, petal?”

“Kinda wanna color it in,” you mumbled. You blinked, looking up at him, almost startled. “Sorry. I-I don’t know why I said that.”

“It’s fine, petal. It’s actually real cute of you,” he cooed, turning his hand over so that he could hold your tiny one. God, it still did something to him to see how small you were in comparison to him. “Hey, it’s getting late and the bar’s ‘bout to close. How ‘bout I walk you back to your place?”

“That’s real sweet of you. You don’t have to do that, you know,” you said, smiling slightly before hopping off the stool.

“It’s no issue. I could never live with myself if I let you walk alone in the dark. Anything could happen, you know,” he said, placing his card on the bar to pay for your drinks.

“Wait, you don’t have to pay—”

“Shh, let me take care of you,” he said and you immediately quieted. How cute, how compliant. Oh, he couldn’t wait to get his hands on you and make you bend to his will. The bartender came over, and Ransom winked, a signal that he was just supposed to pretend like Ransom had paid. After all, he owned the damn bar. It’s not like he actually had to pay for his own shit. Nah, he could just mark up the prices even more if it came down to it.

Once the bill was “paid”, Ransom led you out of the bar, his hand on the small of your back as you walked down the street. You told him the address, that it was only a couple blocks away. He pretended he didn’t know, that he hadn’t memorized every detail of your life already. But, as you reached the apartment building, a torrential downpour hit, forcing the two of you to sprint the last block to the building, you holding onto his hand while you ran.

By the time the two of you reached your doorstep, you were positively drenched. But he almost didn’t mind—after all, he could afford to replace his clothes. What he couldn’t afford was losing his moment. So, he laughed as he muttered some sort of joke about the rain, making you laugh, before he said, “Well, I suppose I should be finding a way back to my place.”

“I don’t think it’s gonna let up,” you said, listening to the rain pound against the building. “Do you…Do you wanna stay the night? I’d hate for you to have to get home in this sorta weather.”

“That’s real sweet of you,” he said, echoing your earlier words. “I really appreciate that.”

Oh, what a naïve little flower you were, letting the big bad wolf into your home.

You led him into the apartment, it looking so much cuter in person. All of your little knick-knacks perfectly lined up on a shelf, your fuzzy throw blankets decorating your couch. The cheesy little signs hanging on the wall—all of it so sweet, so innocent.

“I, uh, think I have a pair of pajama pants of Oli—of my ex boyfriend’s. If you’d like them?”

“That’d be real nice. Thank you,” he said, fighting the urge to grit his teeth at the thought of wearing something that once belonged to that bastard.

You disappeared into your bedroom for a moment before returning with the pants. “Um, you can change in the bathroom, if you want? It’s right down the hall.”

He nodded, before going to change out of his clothes and into the pathetic pants. He inspected them, some sort of polyester cotton blend. They were a deep shade of red, decorated with little Captain America shields. He scoffed. Only a fucking loser would have such childish pants as a grown adult. But it also made him realize just how much you needed him, needed a real man in your life. A little thing like you needed a firm hand to guide you through life, and he knew that he was perfect for that role.

When he came out of the bathroom, he found you in your room, changed into a cute little tank top with a butterfly on it and bright green booty shorts. He bit his lip as he drank in your legs, before clearing his throat. You spun around, looking at him, as he said, “I’ll just sleep on the couch so I don’t bother you.”

“No!” you said. “I mean, you can sleep in here, if you want. I’d hate for you to sleep out on the couch. I’ve done it before, it’s not that comfortable. Besides, we’re both adults, right? We can sleep beside each other without it being weird.”

“Well, if you’re sure…” he said, biting back his grin.

He settled in your bed, tucking himself under the comforter while you flicked on your box fan for some noise. Then you turned out all lights before sliding into your side of the bed. “Goodnight, Ransom.”

“Goodnight, petal.”

He laid on his side, feigning sleep, waiting until he heard cute little snores to escape your pretty mouth before he moved. He sat up, turning to look at you. Oh, you looked like an absolute angel as you slept, your hair splayed over your cotton pillowcases, your nose crinkling slightly as you entered your dreamworld. God, he couldn’t wait to ruin you. He placed his hand down on your hip, pushing down until you rolled over onto your back. Then he moved, adjusting himself until he was kneeling between your legs, careful to not make any sudden movements in case you woke up.

Hooking his fingers around the waistband of your shorts, he tugged down, pulling your silky panties down with them. He had to hold back his moan as he got his first sight of your pretty. God, it was prettier than he ever could have imagined, all pink and slick before he could even do anything to you. He wondered if you had gotten wet just by him being in the same bed as him. The thought made him smirk, convincing him that you wanted this just as much as he slip.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your clit before taking it between his lips and gently sucking on it. He pushed one finger past your entrance while he sucked on your clit, meeting some resistance as he pressed deeper. The moan he released couldn’t be stopped as he realized just how tight you were. He couldn’t help but wonder how much tighter you’d feel with his cock all snug inside you, how you’d be a whimpering, sobbing mess, begging for mercy while he had his way with you. He pushed another finger in, scissoring you as he lapped up your juices.

Above him, you moaned, yet never opened your eyes. Imagining the wet dream you might have been having, he sped up his movements, trying to bring you closer to your orgasm. He inserted a third finger, curling them inside you quickly as your already small pussy tightened around them. You let out a loud moan, panting slightly as your pussy tightened even more, spasming around him as he pushed you over the edge.

He pressed an almost gentle kiss to your pussy before he pulled away, sucking your juices off of his fingers. Once cleaned, he grabbed your shorts and panties and pulled them back up, covering up the evidence of what he’d done. Before returning to his side of the bed, he gave your clothed pussy one final rub then settled next to you, pulling you against his chest as he slung his arm around you.

When you awoke in the morning, you looked shocked, but almost pleased, to see him wrapped around you. At least, you certainly didn’t push him. No, you turned over to bury your face in his chest, all nestled in his arms like you belonged. He almost wondered if you’d secretly been awake while he ate you out, but he pushed the thought away. An innocent thing like you wouldn’t have been so willing to eat you out while you slept. No, you certainly would’ve put up a fight.

He still had a lot of work to do before you’d be fully ready for him.

Luckily, though, the storm continued to rage outside, the rain hitting harshly against your windows, reminding him that he was still to pretend to be trapped with you. Well, at least that gave him plenty of time to get you to open up to him, to trust him, so that he could win his game.

And that he did.

That entire weekend, he spent getting to know you. Learning the dirty little secrets he couldn’t get in a file. Learning what made you tick, what made you happy and sad and angry. And he filed it all away for further use. And he opened up to you, too. Just a smidge, anyways. Not too much. He couldn’t let you know everything about him until you were his for real, when he knew you couldn’t run away. But it was enough to make you trust him.

When the weekend ended, you considered Ransom a friend. When you weren’t in class or working your mediocre part-time job, you were with him. At the bar, at a restaurant, at your apartment. Always together. You once remarked that you couldn’t imagine a life without him now that he was in it. An innocent enough statement, but it was exactly what Ransom wanted, needed, to hear.

Soon.

Soon you would be his.

And, once you were his, he would never let you go.

As you neared your final exams, Ransom took great care in making sure that you knew he was there for you. You’d already gathered that he was a wealthy man, given that he enjoyed taking you out on extravagant dinners, he always wore the most expensive and well-pressed suits, and that he had mentioned on more than one occasion about the various businesses he owned around the city. But, he realized, you didn’t grasp the full extent of his wealth until you were seated in his rather large home. He had invited you there because you once remarked that it was hard to study in your apartment because the person above you always was stomping across the floor and the people on each side of you were either having wild sex at all hours of the day or constantly blaring heavy metal at full volume. So, Ransom was kind enough to extend you an invitation into his home, saying that no one would dare to bother you so long as you were there.

So, as you began studying for you finals, you set up camp at his dining room table—a large, magnificent mahogany table that nearly stretched from wall to wall. All of your books were spread out, your notes carefully laid out as you recited…whatever you were reciting. Ransom didn’t pay too much attention to what you were doing. No, he was more preoccupied in making sure that none of his men dared to disturb you, in ensuring that you didn’t catch wind of what his true business was. No, that was still a secret. He couldn’t let you know who he was until he was sure that he could have you.

Luckily for him, you were oblivious to everything happening in the house, too busy burying yourself in your studies to even notice that something wasn’t right. He was almost convinced that he could kill someone in the next room and you would be none wiser. He didn’t risk that, of course. But he was itching to test your limits, to start playing with his pretty little doll.

You finished your exams on the Wednesday of finals week. You were sat at his table, mindlessly clicking answers on your exam, and Ransom was sat across from you, waiting for you to finish so that he could take you out for dinner. You were so focused on your exam, totally unaware that he’d even finished. Then, you were throwing your arms up and cheering.

“You done?” he asked.

You jumped, now aware of his presence. Then, you were running around to the other end of the table to throw your arms around him, pressing your little body against him. He suppressed his moan at the contact, opting to just hug you back, as you said, “I’m done! I’m officially done!”

“Congratulations, petal,” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Know your grades yet?”

“Just a couple. A’s, but I’m waiting on the rest. I’m sure I passed, though!”

“Of course you passed, petal. You’re positively brilliant,” he said, pulling out of the hug and moving to caress your face with his large hand. “And if you didn’t, you can bet your ass that I’d be at your professor’s doorstep threatening ‘em to change your grade.”

You laughed, unaware of the truth behind his words. “You’re too sweet to me. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, petal.”

“Oh!” you gasped, your eyes going wide. “I totally forgot about doing this earlier, but I wanted to know if you wanted to come to my graduation? It’s this Saturday, at 9am, and…If you have plans already, don’t feel pressured to come! I just…I have no one else to be there for me, and I just thought…I don’t know, that you’re my friend and it’d be nice to have some support there?”

He chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “I’d love to be there for you.”

“Really?”

“I just wished you would’ve told me sooner, petal,” he said, pretending like he was going to turn down the offer. When your face crumpled up and your bottom lip wobbled slightly, he changed course and said, “I would’ve gotten you a nice, big bouquet of flowers for the occasion.”

“Oh, no!” you protested, your previous disappointment washing away as quickly as it came. “You don’t have to do that. You being there would make me perfectly happy.”

He pretended to consider your words. Then, he said, “Well, I’ll be there. I’ll be there with the biggest bouquet I can get on short notice. And I better not hear a word against it, petal. You deserve it for all that you’ve accomplished.”

“Well, thank you. That means a lot to me.”

“You’re welcome, petal. Now, come on, I got reservations at that restaurant you mentioned wanting to go to.”

When Saturday came, Ransom made sure to show up early enough to get a good seat to see you, so you could see him. And when you walked out with your fellow classmates to take your seats, your place just lit up like fireworks on the Fourth of July when you saw him in the stands. You had a brilliant, bright smile and you raised your hand to give him a big wave before turning your attention back to walking to your seat. Then, the cherry on top, you kept looking over to where he sat, a clear smile on your face every time you glanced his way.

God, this was perfect. This was going perfectly.

At the conclusion of the ceremony, after the graduates all existed the stadium, Ransom made his way to find you, a large bouquet in his hand. He quickly spotted you near the parking lot, looking around for him.

“Ransom!” you called out when you saw him, waving at him.

“Hey petal,” he said, pulling you into a hug, careful not to ruin the bouquet. Then he released you, handing you the pretty bouquet. “You looked amazing out there.”

“I didn’t do much more than sitting,” you laughed.

“And you were the prettiest girl sitting out there.”

“You’re too kind, Ransom. Thank you.”

Before he could respond, a voice behind them, a mother of another graduate it seemed, asked, “Excuse me, would you two like a picture together? You both look too nice to not capture this moment.”

Ransom smiled at the woman, passing her his phone. “Thank you.”

He moved so he was standing beside you, his arm wrapped around you waist. You leaned into his side, holding tightly onto the bouquet. You both smiled, and his phone flashed. Then she was handing him his phone back.

“That good?” she asked.

“Perfect,” Ransom said as he pulled up the picture. He glanced down at you. “Just like you, petal.”

You smiled at the praise, then said to the woman, “Thank you.”

The woman said “you’re welcome” before walking off with her kid. You leaned your face against Ransom’s bicep as he asked you, “You really like the picture?”

“Yeah, it’s amazing. Do you think…Could you send that to me? Wanna make that my lock screen,” you mumbled.

He smiled down at you. “Anything for you, petal. Now, c’mon, I got us reservations for lunch.”

“I swear, you’re trying to make me fall in love with you just ‘cause you keep me fed,” you joked as he led you to his car.

“Maybe that’s the plan, petal. Would that be so wrong?”

“As long as you keep taking me to great restaurants, it’ll never be a problem to me.”

No, that wouldn’t be the problem. The problem would be what he told you at lunch. As the two of you walked into the restaurant, as you were being led to your table, he sent a message to his men, telling them to be ready at any of the exits in the restaurant in case you tried to make a run for it. He couldn’t risk you getting away from him. Not when he’s worked so hard to get you to this point.

He kept on with his act throughout the meal. You were completely oblivious to the confession he was about to make, to the proposition he was about to give you. No, you still thought he was a good man. Oh, he couldn’t wait to shatter those expectations.

As you finished desert, Ransom set his fork down and said, “Petal, I got something I wanna tell you.”

“Yeah?” you asked.

“I know we’ve been friends, but I can’t deny the attraction I feel to you any longer. I’d like us to be more than just friends, and I know you’d like that to.”

“Oh.” Shit, why weren’t you swooning? Had he not sufficiently wooed you? “Ransom, I-I didn’t mean to lead you on. I’m really not ready for a relationship now. It’s barely been a month since Oliver…you know. I do like you, really, but…I just need more time.”

He scoffed. “Are you fucking serious?”

“You…you’re not mad at me, are you?”

“Mad? No. I’m fucking furious,” he seethed. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve done to get you where you are now?”

“What-what are you talking about?”

“Oh, don’t play dumb. You know exactly what I meant. Do you seriously think that bastard would just cheat without a little persuasion? That I just happened to go to the same bar as you that night? Petal, you’ve been mine. You are mine. You just need to accept that, now.”

You blinked slowly. “I-I have to go to the bathroom. Can we continue this when I get back?”

“…of course. Take your time.”

As you walked away, he sent a message to the men at the back of the restaurant, letting them know you were about to make a run for it. While he waited for a response, he went ahead and paid the check, took his time getting ready to leave. Then—

Ding!

He looked down at his phone, seeing the text he’d received.

Got her, boss, the message read.

Perfect. Now the fun could really begin.

Apparently you’d put up quite the fight when you were grabbed by his men, and they had to knock you out in order to get you into the car. It was a couple hours before you woke up again. Ransom wished he could’ve seen it, the way you fought back so reverently. But, he figured he’d see that fighting spirit soon enough. He just needed you to wake first. In the mean time, he brought you into his bedroom, laying you down on his large bed. He changed you out of the dress you’d chosen to wear to the ceremony, opting to put you in one of the pretty outfits he’d gotten you. After all, if you were his doll, he needed to make sure every part of you was to his liking. Once you were changed, he got out the large gold chain, attaching one end to your ankle and the other to the foot of the bed. It was just long enough that you could walk around the room and get into the master bathroom, but short enough to keep you confined to the room. A little safety precaution until he was sure he could trust you wouldn’t try to run. Not that he would let you leave the room often, even when he did know he could trust you.

Then, when he had you just as he wanted you, he sat back in a plush chair against the wall, and waited.

You groaned as you woke up, your hands going up to rub at your eyes. When you could see clearly, you propped yourself up on your elbows and glanced around the room. “Where the fuck—” you mumbled.

“Language.”

Your head snapped in his direction, your mouth falling open. “Ransom—”

“I don’t appreciate you trying to run, petal,” he said, rising to his feet. “But I get it. It was very overwhelming, so I’ll choose to forgive you just this once. But let me make myself clear: you are not to run ever again unless you want to be punished for it. Do you understand?”

“Ransom, I—”

“Do. You. Understand.” he repeated.

“I-yes. I understand.”

“Good.” He sat on the bed, straddling you at your waist. You tried to scoot back, but he pushed down on your shoulders, holding you in place. He leaned down, his lips brushing up against yours. “I got a lotta rules for you, petal, but we can go over them in the morning when you’re feeling better. I’m sure you got a real bad headache now. Don’t you?”

“I-I do.”

“Yeah. That’ll be your only punishment for trying to run this time. But do it again? It’ll be a lot worse.” He pressed a kiss to your lips. “Now, let me make myself clear. You only have two options: either you play the part of my pretty little doll and I’ll make sure you are treated like an angel or you fight back and I make sure that everyone you love pays the price. Which will it be?”

You sniffled, screwing your eyes shut and trying to turn your face away.

He grabbed at your jaw, forcing you to face him. “I didn’t hear an answer. Better make a decision quick, before I’m forced to pick which of your loved ones I torture first.”

“I-I’ll be good. Promise.”

“Good choice, petal,” he said, pressing his lips to yours, forcing his tongue down your throat, kissing you breathless. When he finally pulled away, he looked down at you with something almost akin to love (or, perhaps, more accurately, obsession) in his eyes. “You’ll learn to love it here, with me. Promise.”

Little did he know, you were already planning on trying to find a way out of your cage, to find a way to get past him and get to your freedom.

You never did.

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chris evans (rpf)

pining for professor* - series [complete] (f,a,s)

chris evans had been single for a while now and had been constantly feeling the pressure to settle down from friends, family and the press. one day lisa evans comes in contact with a harvard professor and immediately realizes that she would be "the one" for her son. (chris evans x professor!fem!reader)

steve rogers

broken promises* - one shot (a,s)

dating an avenger came with occasionally dealing with a stressed out boyfriend. part of you always thought the frustration that was plaguing him was due to his career, another part thought he might have found someone else. (steve rogers x fem!reader)

afternoon delight* - one shot (s,sd) ❦

you're steve's live-in housekeeper and find your boss and his friends having a bbq on a heatwave stricken afternoon. they invite you to join them and show you all the pleasurable ways to cool down from the sun. (soft!dark!steve rogers/sam wilson/bucky barnes x naive!innocent!reader)

the thing about trust - one shot (a)

an anonymous email was sent, loyalties were questioned, and unforgivable actions were made. unfortunately, by the time the truth is uncovered, it’s already too late. (mob!steve rogers x girlfriend!reader)

misslieness* - one shot (f,a,s) ❦

as you sit back and watch the ceremony unfold, you reflect on the life you once shared with the man you still love. (steve rogers x fem!reader)

first class fantasies* - one shot (s)

steve has noticed your crush on him for a while now, and he decides it's time to have some fun with it. not even caring that his best friend, your father, was only a few feet away. (dadsbestfriend!steve rogers x wilson!fem!reader)

andy barber

adam & eve* - mini series [complete] (f,a,s) ❦

dealing with a stagnant marriage, andy finds himself losing control around his attractive assistant. (andy barber x assistant!fem!reader)

ransom drysdale

coming soon !

bucky barnes

if i can't have you...* - part one (s,sd)

bucky fell in love with you ever since you bumped into him at the compound. you two became acquaintances, but nothing more. what happens when his unrequited love begins to turn into an unhealthy obsession? (soft!dark!bucky barnes x avenger!reader)

...then no one can* - part two (a,s,d)

with his newly acquired gift, bucky's feelings grow stronger. but when someone tries to take you from him, he decides to stop at nothing to ensure that you're his- forever. (dark!bucky barnes x avenger!reader)

just one more minute* - one shot (a)

you grow tired of bucky constantly leaving you in dark when it comes to his feelings. finally, you have enough. (bucky barnes x fem!reader)

just a taste* - one shot (s)

you give bucky head. that's the plot. (bucky barnes x sexworker!fem!reader)

afternoon delight* - one shot (s,sd) ❦

eye for an eye* - one shot (a,s) ❦

you come home one night to find bucky in bed with another woman. after threatening divorce, he begs for your forgiveness and tells you he'll do anything. he should’ve known to always be careful with what you wish for. (mob!bucky barnes x barnes!wife!reader x mob!thor odinson)

thor odinson

eye for an eye* - one shot (a,s) ❦

sam wilson

afternoon delight* - one shot (s,sd) ❦

frank castle

coming soon !

henry cavill

coming soon !

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midnightswithdearkatytspb · 3 years

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

Updated 07/04/21 ✨ = Just Added

To be added please tag me in your future works!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

AO3 Website Reccomendations

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#you ask i answer #ktk rec ‘21 #ktk rec #ktk fic rec #mob!bucky #mafia!bucky #mob!andy barber #andy barber #andy barber x reader #bucky barnes x reader #mob!steve #dark!steve x reader #stucky x reader #fanfiction recommendation #fanfic rec #mob!sebastian stan #mob!sebastian stan x reader #mob!chris evans

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kthynes masterlist

as of Jan 19/22 - here's an exhaustive list of works and mindless writings that I've done.

Whatever is on this list belongs to me and I do not consent for my creative writing to be reproduced, copied, distributed or translated over any other platform without my permission.

I’m on wattpad under krthyn — that’s my only other affiliation.

REQUEST GUIDELINES

DISCLAIMER I've written a few 18+ nsfw one shots - these are labelled with the appropriate warnings so if you're a minor please for the love of god do not interact by reading those pieces. Come back and enjoy them after you turn 18 when you are free willed to read such content, alrighty?

I’ll also be checking likes/reblogs, along with my followers and blocking if I suspect there are minors reading and viewing my content. This includes blank blogs!

so pls enjoy what’s offered here - they are mostly short stories centered around a broad based female reader. I try not to associate the “reader” with any race based/physical attributions because that way, I can provide some inclusivity on my part.

I do not personally claim to know Chris Evans or any other celebrity and whatever I write is purely fictional. That is all.

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chris evans & co ;

one shots:

the caller you have reached

to you

rosebud - andy barber au / nsfw 18+ minors DNI

lumber and railed - ari levinson / nsfw 18+ minors DNI

a fuck stop - trucker!ransom drysdale / nsfw 18+ minors DNI

challenges

the lycanthropes — werewolf!ari levinson /#synth8kspookychallenge - nsfw 18+ minors DNI

prompts + drabbles

smutty prompts— nsfw 18+

PROMPT 87: professor!Ari - glutton for punishment

PROMPT 29: senator!Andy - candidate

PROMPT 165: andy barber au - 🌊

PROMPT 210: chris evans - no one

mini series —

agent so and so (agent!Andy Barber x ex-agent!fem reader) - series masterlist / pending

in another series (chris evans) - series masterlist

the mixologist 🍸 (Bartender!Nomad Steve Rogers x fem!reader) - series masterlist / ongoing

husband for hire (mafia!lloyd hansen x fem!reader) - series masterlist

sin & sorrow anthology (mob!steve rogers x ceo!fem reader) - masterlist

completed requests:

plaster disaster

shower me in your embrace — nsfw 18+ minors DNI

ring bearer

miss me, kiss me, don’t you dare diss me — jake jensen

this and more — paul diskant

people like us — nick vaughan

propositional fun — paul diskant

spoke to soon — frank adler

let it be known — implied smut - nsfw 18+

live on air, with love

oh so romantical?

if you really want it — nsfw 18+ minors DNI

the love we have

truth be told

i moustache you a question but i’ll shave it for later

meet cute

brazilian coffee

baby me

you give me premature ventricular contractions

in your arms

who's who?

ahuvati — ari levinson

jealousy and all

#chris evans #chris evans fluff #chris evans smut #chris evans x reader #chris evans angst #rpf

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𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

(Last updated: 15th May, 2022)

Welcome to my playground, where there are no rules except to have fun hoeing! Oh, and ALL my work is 18+, so fair warning. Minors please stay away! I try to not describe the reader at all, to ensure a better immersive experience. Enjoy!! My requests are closed for now; will reopen them probably later. Thanks!

¤▪︎ Latest Update: In the end, it's you and I

Untitled Shark Week Andy Drabble

A Burden To Carry: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader (angst, eventual smut, 18+)

A Love So True: Chris Evans x Fem! Reader (angst, series)

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

Irresistible: Chris Evans x Fem!Pregnant!Reader

My Girl: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

When the party's over: Chris Evans x Ex!Fem Reader

I Heard a Rumour.... : Sub! Chris Evans x Domme!Reader

Strangers in the Night: Bodyguard!Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Is Polo-sexual A Thing? : Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Where He Belongs : Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Rendezvous : Chris Evans x Fem! Reader

Part 1|| Part 2

Untitled Office Drabble: Shark Week: Andy Barber x SecretGf!Fem!Reader

The Walls Have Ears: Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

At the edge of a Precipice: Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Actions Speak Louder: Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Untying the Knot: Andy Barber x Desi!Reader

To The Windows, To The Walls : Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Breezeblocks: Series (on hiatus): law student!Andy Barber x Professor!Reader

Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3

In the end, it's you and I: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

The Mark of An Angel: Steve Rogers x Fem! Reader (Dibs' Body Positivity Challenge 2021) (cw: body negativity, intense body dysmorphia)

The Learning Curve: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Stoking the Ember: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader (Merry Hoemas Challenge 2020)

Dire Consequences: Mob!Boss Steve x Fem!Reader (Cloudystevie's 4k challenge)

I See Red: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader (Hoelentine's Day Challenge, 2021)

Are you Mine?: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader (Dark fic, please read warnings)

A Deal With Drysdale: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Femme Fatale: Ransom Drysdale x Conwoman!Reader

Desk Shenanigans : Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Lifeguard!Chris

Chris on a Videocall

Ari's torso: Hoe Thots Part 2

Ransom being...well, Ransom

Hugging Chris from Behind

A Heart of Gold: Biker!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3

Saccharine Sweet: Bryce Langley x Fem!Reader

The Naughty List: Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader (Happy Hoelidays Challenge 2020)

Baker’s Delight: Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader

That Blue-Eyed Boy: Gym!Trainer Jake Jensen x Fem!Reader

Enigmatic Illusions (on hiatus): CEO!Curtis Everett x Fem!Reader (a lil' dark) Part 1 || Part 2

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onsunnyside · 3 years

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❝ 𝑊𝑂𝐶!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟/𝑃𝑙𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑖𝑧𝑒!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑖𝑐 𝑅𝑒𝑐 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡❞

☀︎︎ 𝐒𝐎𝐋 - ◉ 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍

Honourable author mentions below! *New fics added! - #Galore Update*

Organized by person/character.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Chris Evans:

@afriendlyblackhottie - [masterlist] - black!reader fics

@crackheadgeminibby - mother’s day - black!reader

@fineanddandy - Can I Come Over? - black!reader, secret relationship

@geniedetails — The Way He Sees You - black woman!actress!reader x dark!chris evans

@pastelastronomy24 - Noted - college!chris evans x POC! plus size!reader

@punani - the fluffer (masterlist) - 70′s pornstar!chris evans x black!reader

@xxindiglow - Superstar - plus size!black reader

Steve Rogers:

@buckysbruni - dreams, piercings & other pleasures - special agent!steve rogers x black!reader

@donutloverxo - Corrupting a good boy - steve rogers x desi!reader

@fineanddandy -

Sore Loser - nomad!steve x black!superhero!reader

Waves Series - neighbours, nomad!steve x black!reader x thor

@honeydulcewrites - Guys My Age - landscaper!steve, steve rogers x black!reader

@ilovefandoms102 - Going to Bed - nomad!steve x plus size!reader

@jamalflanagan - Cap vs the Grey Sweats

@jimblejamblewriting - Falling For The Captain - black/woc!reader, alternative universe!reader, avenger!reader

Ransom Drysdale:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Powerpuff - plus size!reader

@astrohnova - Are you filming this? - latina!camgirl!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - strawberry shortcake - model!ransom drysdale × black/woc! actress!reader

Ari Levinson:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Fallen - black!reader

@fineanddandy -

[Let’s Be Roomies] [Baby Girl…] - black!reader, roommates

Pesky Neighbor - rocker!ari

@avintagekiss24 - polar - black!reader

Frank Adler:

@afriendlyblackhottie -

Crush

In Like

Tease - Car Mechanic!Frank

@avintagekiss24 - Appearances

Curtis Everett:

@afriendlyblackhottie - Safe and Sound - black!reader

Johnny Storm:

@blackmissfrizzle - Lovers and Friends - friends to lovers

"Me":

@fineanddandy - [Back Rooms] [Fifteen Minutes] - punk!Me x black!reader

Jake Wyler:

@strawbeariefaerie - button eyed. - other!jake wyler x black//woc reader, caroline crossover

Harvard Hottie (Hayden):

@evansweaters - bookends. - black!reader, college au, fluff

@strawbeariefaerie - museum melodrama - black//woc fem!reader, fluff

Bucky Barnes:

@avintagekiss24 - belated - mob au, black!reader

@wkemeup - The Bad Days - plus size!reader

Crossovers:

@avintagekiss24 -

[Paper] [Power] - ransom drysdale x black!reader x andy barber

We Loved With a Love That Was More Than Love - gang bang/multiple sex partners m/m/m/m/m/f, cult-like gathering, cult rituals, steve rogers x black!reader ; minor pairings: andy barber x black!reader, sam wilson x black!reader, ransom drysdale x black!reader, bucky barnes x black!reader

@saint-bvcky - to have & to hold - andy barber x bi!woc!reader, ransom x bi!woc!reader

@strawbeariefaerie - As if! - dad's best friend!ari levinson x reader, ft. boyfriend!jake wyler × [black//woc]fem!reader

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

ও Honourable Author Mentions:

For WOC!Reader and plus size!reader fics — I recommend checking out these authors:

@afriendlyblackhottie - masterlist

@avintagekiss24 - masterlist

@strawbeariefaerie - masterlist

@honeydulcewrites - masterlist

@jimblejamblewriting - masterlist

@punani - masterlist

#woc!reader #plus size!reader #woc!reader fic rec #plus size!reader fic rec #fic rec #fic reccomendations #fic recs #author rec #poc!reader #poc!reader fic rec #fic recommendations #poc!reader masterpost #poc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterlist #woc!reader masterpost

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 1 year

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Another month, another rec list! Please make sure you give these gorgeous stories and writers the love they deserve. As always, you are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ only and contain adult themes.

Happy reading 💐

Bucky Barnes ✨

Lay me down by @navybrat817

Vampire Mob!Bucky Barnes x Gifted!Female Reader

Pinot noir by @cryptidcasanova

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Awake my soul by @foreverindreamlandd

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Bring your wife to work day by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky x Reader 'Sugar'

Hunger by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Tension by @bucky-barnes-diaries

CollegeProfessor!Bucky x Student!Female!Reader

What's cookin' good lookin' by @slyyywriting

Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Shallow(s) by @late-to-the-party-81

Beach Lifeguard Ari x Beach Lifeguard Reader

Sleepy hollow by @onsunnyside

Stalker!Ari Levinson x reader (College AU)

Feels so right by @geminixevans-stan

Mechanic!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Eddie Munson ✨

Not the type by @quinnsbower

eddie munson x fem!reader

Just a reminder by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

Red light at the bowling alley by @chaseadrian

eddie munson x f!reader

Start me up by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader (Mechanic AU)

Dealers choice by @ohcaptains

eddie munson x female! reader

Steve Rogers ��

Overstimulation by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Steve Rogers x Agent!Reader

Ethereal by @oh-my-damn

TWS!Steve Rogers x neighbor!reader

The unexpected valentine by @cockslutpadalecki

SilverFox!CEO!Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Andy Barber ✨

Preliminary by @navybrat817

Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Female Reader

Sweet heartache by @oh-my-damn

DA!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

It's nights like these by @supernovafics

steve harrington x fem!reader

Multiple characters ✨

Private party by @late-to-the-party-81

Steve x Reader (established), Bucky x Reader x Sam

The perfect life by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Dark!Steve x You x Dark!Bucky

A price to pay by @navybrat817

Mob!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader

#february fic recs #fic rec #bucky barnes #eddie munson #ari levinson #steve rogers #andy barber #steve harrington #sm wilson #ransom drysdale

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 3 years

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Kinktober 2021 Masterlist

Here it is! My first ever Kinktober! This is my first time writing some of these kinks! So please bear with me!

Some of these may be short and others will be longer! I hope you enjoy! But first I’m going to give you guys a key for each fic! Some will be tame others will be dark!

Key: Fluff; 🕊 // Smut; 🍒 // Angst; 👿 // Dark; 🕸

My work is not be copied, translated, or put on any other site. And by clicking the keep reading you are saying that you are over 18. If i find out that you’re not you will be blocked!

Day 1 - Somnophilia - Dark!Charles x Fem!Reader 🍒🕸

Day 2 - Car Sex - Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader 🕊🍒

Day 3 - Knife Play - Souless!Sam Winchester x Demon!Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 4 - Public Sex - Mob!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 5 - Mirror Sex - Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader OTP 🍒🕊

Day 6 - Spanking - Nomad!Steve Rogers x Male!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 7 - Period Sex - Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 8 - Pegging - Sub!Dean Winchester x Dom!Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 9 - Suspension - Ranchhand!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 10 - Lactation - Thor Odinson x Fem!Reader 🕊🍒

Day 11 - Videoing - Camboy!Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader 🍒🕸👿

Day 12 - Masturbation - Wanda Maximoff x Innocent!Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 13 - Size Kink - Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 14 - Food Play - Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 15 - Blood Play - Dark!Lucifer!Sam x Fem!Reader 🍒👿🕸

Day 16 - Double Penetration - WinterWidow x Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 17 - Cum Play - Dark!Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader 🍒🕸

Day 18 - Sex Toys - Innocent!Steve x Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 19 - Uniform Fetish - Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 20 - Pet Play - Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Kitten!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 21 - Breeding Kink - Alpha!Thor Odinson x Omega!Fem!Reader 🍒🕊

Day 22 - Shibari - Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader 🍒

Day 23 - Gagging - Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader OTP

Day 24 - Lingerie - Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Day 25 - Body Worship - Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Day 26 - Voyeurism - Mob!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Day 27 - Biting/Marking - Domestic!Lawyer!Sam Winchester x Domestic!Fem!Reader

Day 28 - Knotting - Dark!Alpha!Charles Blackwood x Omega!Fem!Reader

Day 29 - Mommy Kink - Sub!Chubby!Bucky Barnes x Dom!Fem!Reader

Day 30 - Praise/Humiliation - Soft!Dom!Wanda Maximoff x Sub!Male!Reader

Day 31 - Threesome - Stucky x Fem!Reader

#kinktober #2021 kinktober #charles blackwood #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #lee bodecker #Bucky Barnes #natasha romanov #wanda maximoff #Steve Rogers #stucky #winterwidow #loki laufeyson #Thor Odinson #ransom drysdale #Smut #fanfiction #fandom #fanfic

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elysian fields ✧ lance tucker & ransom drysdale

masterlist

inspired by: these asks (one, two, and three) from @rebelemilu

pairing: mob boss!lance tucker x fem!reader x mob boss!ransom drysdale

summary: when two of the most powerful men in the city decide they want you, they’ll stop at nothing to make you theirs, even if it means having to share.

word count: 1,447

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, all porn no plot, sort of enemies to lovers?, fingering, choking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y’all), daddy kink, spit-roasting, oral (m receiving) double penetration, anal, biting, degradation,

Neither Lance Tucker nor Ransom Drysdale were the kind of man to take “no” for an answer. And why should they? They each had more power in their pinky finger than most men could even dream of having. If they wanted something, it was theirs. No questions asked. That had never been an issue before. Both men were able to get whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. But the thing about men like them, it was only a matter of time before they wanted the same thing at the same time.

You opened a charming little bookshop in the middle of the city. You were a sweet little thing that was oh, so blissfully unaware of the raging wars between the competing mobs. No, you were all sunshine and soft sweaters and pretty sundress. You kept your nose pressed to your books, barely paying any mind when you had one or both of those mob bosses coming into your store nearly every day, dropping off little presents they were convinced you’d love and each offering to take you out for the time of your life. But every day, you’d turn both of them away, something about you not being interested in dating at the moment.

Stupid little thing. You didn’t even realize the two men both wanted to take care of you, tuck you away in their respective bedrooms and never let you see the light of day again. To the both of them, you were theirs and they were both determined to make sure that you knew it. The issue was, when Lance and Ransom realized that they were both pursuing the same little bitch, both were ready to stake their claim then and there. But when they realized you lived right smack in the middle of their territories, right in the heavily contested grey areas, it was only made more complicated.

For a long time, they were hellbent on trying to eliminate the competition. But when that proved to be fruitless, they realized their time could be better spent working together. If they both had their eyes on the same prize, after all, it only made sense that use everything they had to get what they wanted. For several months now, they’d been working on combining their forces, ironing out details, finding the perfect house to make your new home. And now? Now everything was fucking perfect. All they needed was their little doll in their arms.

When you were invited to some gala at the biggest manor in the city, you were confused. You’d never connected the dots between your invitation and the two men who never seemed to leave you alone. Even when a beautiful royal blue dress showed up on your doorstep with a note that read “we can’t wait to see you again, doll x”, it still never clicked.

But, when you arrived at that manor and found that you were the only one there, you knew you were in big trouble. The two men, Ransom and Lance, as you’d learned during their constant appearance at your door, stood waiting for you at the bottom of a grand staircase. One of them, Ransom, held out a hand to you, tugging you close when you placed your hand in his.

“Been waitin’ a long time for this, petal,” he said, a smirk curling across his face as he began to walk up the stairs, pulling you with him. Your head spun around to look at Lance, confused, but he offered no answers for you. No, he only followed closely behind, his eyes training your ass as Ransom brought you into the master bedroom.

Lance, as the last one in the room, shut the door to the bedroom behind the three of you. And then they descended on you like wolves, pulling you into whatever direction they so chose as Ransom shoved his tongue down your throat and Lance sucked hickeys down your neck. You groaned, one of your hands flying up to grip the back of Ransom’s head, pulling him closer.

But, just quickly as it began, it just as quickly ended, both men pulling away, leaving you completely breathless as you waited for them to make their next move.

“Want us to fuck you?” Ransom asked, his hands slipping up your dress as he tugged down your panties. He pushed his knees between your legs, forcing them apart as his fingers disappeared in your cunt. “God, she’s already so fuckin’ wet for us.”

Lance pressed up against you from behind, his hand sneaking around your throat. The cool metal of rings felt nice against your flushed skin, you whimpering as his grip tightened. “Oh, you like that, little slut?” he taunted. “Want Daddy to fuckin’ choke you like the fuckin’ whore you are?”

“Please,” you cried.

“Please what?” He pressed his fingers against your throat even harder, and you were sure you’d be nice and bruised come morning. “Tell Daddy what you want, you fuckin’ baby.”

“Want you,” you sobbed. “Want you both inside me, please.”

“Your wish is our command,” Ransom said while Lance released his grip. Lance moved away from you, Ransom tugging the zipper on your dress down and pushing it down your hips. He palmed your bare breasts for a moment, licking his lips, before he spun you around and forced you onto your knees on the bed. “All you gotta do is ask, petal.”

“How’s she feel?” Lance asked, as Ransom pushed you face-down into the mattress, the head of his cock brushing past your slick folds.

“Feels like I’m in the fuckin’ Elysian Fields,” Ransom groaned as he pushed his cock as far as it would go, gripping your hips even harder. “Takes my cock so fuckin’ well.”

“That good, huh?” Lance said, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head up so you’d look at him. “Hear that, little slut? Thinks your pussy’s like heaven. Wonder if your mouth’s just as good.”

He brought his cock to your mouth, hitting your cheek with it before forcing it past your lips. You choked against him, unprepared for the intrusion, but was quick to hollow out your cheeks and bob your head back and forth, your mind becoming clouded with pleasure. He grunted as his grip on your hair tightened, his hips snapping forward as he forced you to take him even further. “Mm, I was right, princess, feels s’good,” he moaned as his warmth filled your mouth and you struggled to swallow it all. “Take everything I got princess, be a good little bitch and you’ll be well rewarded.”

Behind you, you could feel Ransom’s hips sputtering as he painted the inside of your walls. But he didn’t spot rutting against you, not until you were screaming as you came. “Move,” Lance was saying as he pulled his cock from your mouth, “wanna take her ass.”

Ransom disappeared from behind you, Lance taking his place. His touch was surprisingly gentle as he gathered your slick and dragged it up to your hole, prodding you until he determined you were ready enough to take him. Ransom was settling underneath you, pressing your face against his chest while Lance forced the head of his cock past your hole. Though weak, you tried to crawl and squirm away, but Ransom held you so tightly that you had no chance to get away. You lunged forward, your teeth clamping down on his shoulder as he pressed his cock back into your slick folds again.

“Mm, she likes this,” Lance grunted as his hand wrapped around you, his finger circling over your clit. “She was fuckin’ made for this.”

“Course she was, fits us both like a fuckin’ glove.”

You didn’t know how long you stayed sandwiched between them, your body used for their pleasure as they chased orgasm after orgasm. You’d long since lost any awareness of what was happening, the high they were giving you the only thing on your mind. By the time they pulled out for the last time, you were thoroughly fucked up and just ready for the sweet bliss of sleep.

“Aw, look, little baby’s all sleepy now,” Lance cooed, his voice almost soft as he picked you up and pulling the comforter back before tucking you in. He and Ransom slid into bed, too, lying on either side of you, Ransom pressed against your front with Lance at your back. “Took us so well, just like we knew you would. ”

“You’re all ours now, petal,” Ransom said, pressing a chaste kiss to the side of your head as you nestled in his arms. “We ain’t ever gonna let you go.”

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