#steve kemp x plus size!reader

[nickfowlerrr]

keep your heart open, i’ll keep mine open, too.

part one / part two

pairing: steve kemp x curvy!reader

warnings: 18+ only. this is a dark fic. smut. normal steve kemp warnings.

words: 4.4k

notes: month late valentines “drabble”. one down, three to go 🥴. anyway, hope you enjoy. thanks in advance for reading 🖤 as always, comments and reblogs are always welcome and so appreciated!

“See, this is fun, isn’t it?” Steve smiled at you, the crinkles by his eyes deepening as he beamed.

You swallowed and gave him a small smile, nodding softly as you looked back down at the pizza dough he’d helped you knead. “Yeah, it is,” you agreed.

The counter was covered in flour as your formed and stretched dough sat waiting to be topped. Steve brought over the bowl of his homemade pizza sauce and offered you a spoon as he stood next to you.

“Just plop it on and spread it,” he smiled as he did just that to his own dough, looking over to you as you watched him smear the sauce around.

Taking a scoop onto your spoon, you mimicked him, spreading the sauce evenly. Just like frosting a cake, you smiled to yourself at the familiar action you hadn’t been able to do since Steve had gotten you here.

You’d missed this, baking, decorating, being able to lose yourself in the work. The simplicity, familiarity of it all. It was nice having a distraction. You didn’t have many of those here. You were always acutely aware of everything that was going on. Everything.

“Sweetheart?” Steve's voice cut through your train of thought, pulling you out of your head.

“Hm?” you hummed, having missed his previous question.

“Cheese?” he asked again, a smile playing on his lips but you could tell by the hard look in his eye he was concerned, wary of where your thoughts were trailing off to. Your eyes widened as you took a breath before forcing a smile on your face with a slight nod.

“Right, yeah,” you said, grabbing a handful of the shredded cheese from the bowl he set down. You sprinkled the shreds evenly over the sauce before grabbing a bit more for the bare spots.

“Okay, now for our toppings,” Steve announced as he turned to the small bowls of topping options he’d set out, sliding them down the counter closer to the both of you. You were glad to find he hadn’t set out any meat options in the bowls as you considered the choices. “Oh, I almost forgot,” Steve walked to the fridge, pulling out a small store bought bag of mini pepperoni slices, tossing it in his hand as he strode back to your side, “I bought these, too. Just for you.”

It was comical, really, his dedication to his “vegetarian” eating habits. No animals, just people.

He opened the bag as he looked at you, offering it for you to take. You stared at his hand a moment before he spoke again. “Come on, I know you like pepperoni,” he goaded.

“Thank you,” you said quietly, grabbing the bag from his hand. You placed only a few pieces on your pizza before discarding the baggy to the side. You went back to the plethora of veggie options laid out before you and continued topping your pizza until you were satisfied.

“Done,” you smiled, turning to see Steve’s. His pizza was much the same as your own, sans the pepperoni. “Oven?” you asked.

“Would you open it for me,” he said as he took hold of the peel your pizza was on, walking behind you as you went to open the door of the oven. The heat that greeted you as you pulled it open was a welcomed warmth. You used to hate the feeling, but in this moment, you bathed in the warmth the oven offered you, the warmth you had sorely missed. Moving aside, you watched as he slid your personal size pizza onto the rectangular pizza stone before he walked his own pizza over, placing it next to yours and then shutting the oven himself. He exhaled as he turned to look at you where you were now leaning against the counter.

“Now we wait,” he announced, walking closer to you before caging you in where you stood, his arms on either side of you as he gazed down. Your eyes met his and when they did he leaned down to place a gentle kiss against your lips. His hands went from the counter to around you as he pulled you against him. Your own hands came up to his chest, not exactly pushing him away, just touching him. When he finally parted from your lips, you were able to breathe again as you let your head drop, resting against him as your hands dropped in turn.

You felt his lips press against your head softly, his arms hugging you as you let yourself relax against him. “I love you,” he murmured. You squeezed your eyes shut at that, still not used to hearing it. Even after six months, it was jarring. Though you couldn’t deny you were getting more and more used to it with each day that passed.. “We’ll have pizza, you can pick a movie, and then I have a few more things planned for tonight,” he simpered, “a few gifts for you, too.”

You pulled away from him, grimacing. “Steve, you-”

“Ah ah,” he cut you off. “No objections. It’s Valentine’s Day. You’re my valentine, I want to show you how much I care for you. Besides, you’re gonna love them, I know you will,” he smirked, leaning down closer to kiss you once again. “In fact, I’ll show you your first gift now, since we’re already here.”

Your brows furrowed at that, but you followed him as he led you around the island to where the lower cupboards opened. He pulled the doors open and gestured for you to look. You eyed him warily before slowly squatting down to look inside. Your eyes rounded as you were met with a box labeled as a 15 piece bakeware set. Williams Sonoma, you breathed a soft laugh through your nose, nice. Your gaze flicked from the box, up to Steve as he smiled down at you.

“I have most tools you’d need already, but if you need anything specific, just tell me. I figured,” he offered his hand to you and you took it as you stood, “you could get back to baking. You’ve been so good, and I trust you. I want you to feel more at home here, I don’t want to have to keep you downstairs all the time. It’d be good for you to have more space, and ya know, get back to doing the things you love to do,” his hands were on your arms as he stared down at you adoringly, “I want you to be happier… You smile, but that glimmer in your eye is missing. I want it back,” he told you as he pulled you closer, bringing one hand up to caress your cheek. You blinked up at him, your hands coming up to touch his arm gently. Your lips were slightly parted as you nodded before you looked away.

“Thank you,” you breathed. “I do miss baking,” you admitted as you took a step closer to him, warily moving to wrap your arms around him, resting your head on his chest as you hugged him, lightly and cautiously at first before you melted into his warmth as he hugged you in return. “I think you’re right. It’ll be good, to be out here more. Be around you more,” you trailed off, hoping you said the right thing.

You could try and tell yourself it was just to make him happy, but there was some truth to it. You couldn’t deny that you did want to see him more. He had been around less and less the past few weeks and the solitude was going to drive you stir crazy. You hated being downstairs. Hated all the noises you couldn’t drown out no matter how hard you tried. It was quiet up here. Spacious, peaceful. And Steve was up here.

Missing someone and being dependent on someone are two different things. You tried to remind yourself of that when you’d get scared or lonely down in your room and would find yourself wanting Steve around, but the two ideas seemed to be blending into one another more and more lately. But you couldn’t try and hold onto that distinction. It made everything so much more difficult, harder to bear. Sometimes you had to drown yourself out, allow yourself to be comforted by him, to relax in this home with him. What other option did you have? Either way you were gonna go crazy and if you had to choose, you’d rather delude yourself than fall further into the sinking pit of despair that awaited you back downstairs.

“You’ve missed me?” he asked, simpering, his hands running up and down your back soothingly.

“Yes,” you murmured in response.

He pulled away from you then, his hand coming to your chin, tilting your face up to his as he smiled brightly. “Good,” his voice was deep, gravely as his eyes flitted from your own down to your lips. You leaned in before he did, your hands finding his hair, fingers threading through the brown locks as you pulled him closer, your lips pressing against his tenderly.

His hold on you was firm until you broke the kiss, taking a step back to breathe while lightly grabbing his hands in yours.

“I could.. I could bake something?” you offered, though you both knew it was more of a question, asking his permission while you worried your lip, looking up at him hopefully.

He squeezed your hand as he considered you for less than a second, “Tomorrow.”

You blinked and flitted your eyes away from his, “Okay,” you responded, giving a tight lipped smile and trying not to look so let down as you glanced back up at him. He brought up a hand to caress your cheek, “Tomorrow,” he reiterated, holding your eye as he spoke, “Now go make yourself comfortable, I’ll check the food and we can…” he trailed off as his eyes narrowed ever so slightly at you. You didn’t mean to but you stiffened a bit at the idea of him being around your food without you seeing him and what he was doing.

He huffed a laugh as he watched you, “Come on, you trust me, don’t you?”

You said nothing, just kept your eyes on him.

“Trust is a two way street, sweetheart. You still can’t trust me to bring you your food but you expect me to trust you to have free reign of the house?” Your eyes widened subtly at his words…free reign? “I thought we were finally getting past all of this,” he continued.

“We are,” you interjected, “I am,” you nodded. “I trust you. I do, I trust you,” you tried to assure him, though he only stared back in response as he assessed your reaction. “Steve,” you said more calmly, gentler as you worked to keep your voice even, “if you trust me,” you grabbed his hand and took a step closer to him, “I trust you.” A smile made its way to your lips as you now caressed his cheek in your soft palm, you pulled him a bit closer as you reached up to peck him on his other cheek. Without another word you turned around and made your way into the entertainment room. You glanced over your shoulder as Steve finally turned around and walked further into the kitchen to check on the pizzas.

You realized as you sat on the couch, Steve entirely out of view, that you’d do just about anything to not have to go back downstairs again. Other parts of your brain might disagree with your thought process, but you just couldn’t take it alone down there anymore. So if all you had to do, if all he wanted from you was trust, then that’s exactly what you’d give him.

—

You sighed as you let your head rest against the feather filled pillows on Steve’s bed. The king sized mattress was like heaven beneath you. The weight of the down comforter atop you was relaxing and the feeling of the warm material against your clean, soft skin was silky and soothing.

But it wasn’t just the bed that had you feeling so good, it was the fact that you felt just a bit more free. Less of a prisoner. The shadows and haunting sounds that crept into the room downstairs at night were nowhere to be found up here. Your eyes fell shut at the peace that encompassed you for the time being.

Steve’s second gift of the night, after you’d eaten your pizza and let him hold you while you watched a movie neither of you were truly interested in, was found upstairs. He led you up the steps and then into his bedroom where a small black bag was waiting for you on the bed.

“Open it,” he gestured to the bag with a turn of his head as he pulled you further into the room. You walked to the bed and the baby blue lingerie you found staring back at you after you’d looked into the bag had you swallowing hard.

Steve’s arms came around you from behind, his chin on your shoulder before he placed a lingering kiss on the delicate skin of your neck. “Can I take a shower?” you asked delicately.

“Yeah,” he answered, “yeah, of course. Just wanna show you one more thing.”

He led you to the closet, your brows furrowed in confusion until he pulled the doors open. You turned your eyes from the clothes to Steve as he smiled. “My clothes…” you said, throat tight. “How did you, uhm,” you stopped yourself from asking the question you surely knew the answer to. He’d taken your keys, purse, everything off of you, of course he had access to your apartment. “How long have you had them?”

“A while. I’ve just been waiting until I knew you were ready to bring you up here. This is where I want you to be, it’s where you belong. With me.”

-

There was a lot you could currently be losing it about, but you had decided earlier, under the heavy stream of warm water, that you just didn’t want to think about any of it. You were tired. You didn’t have the energy to be anything but accepting. Or maybe the better word was complacent.. You laughed a bit at yourself. It didn’t matter anymore. Who cares?

At the end of the day you were stuck here, simple as that. And Steve had said it himself, he wants you to be happier. You could do that, you tried to believe it though the pit in your stomach felt otherwise.

You startled as the blanket moved from around you, your eyes shooting open in surprise.

“Just me,” Steve soothed with a gentle touch to your arm.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you,” you tried to explain away the flash of fear you knew he’d seen in your eyes.

“Lost in thought again, pretty girl?” he purred as he got on the bed and moved closer.

You covered yourself with your arms, trying to shrink in on yourself. He grabbed your arms and pulled them away from your body, pinning them by your head as he got on top of you. He tsked, clicking his tongue as he shook his head, “Don’t hide from me, baby. Don’t ever hide from me.”

He leaned down, taking your lips in his, kissing you fervently. He pulled away, letting his eyes drag down your body, smiling as he took in the blue lingerie. The embroidered lace and Italian silk looked just as beautiful on you as he had imagined it would. He slid his hands from your arms, letting his touch glide down your sides as he moved down your supine form. Your breath hitched, goosebumps rising under his attention. Smoothing his touch back up your waist, tickling you with his feather light graze, he kept on until he met your chest. He squeezed your breasts through the silk material of the bra, your nipples pebbling as he fondled you, before dragging his hands back down your stomach and finally hooking his fingers in the strings of the waistband of the matching panties.

Your hips raised without instruction as he slid them down, tossing them to the other side of the bed before he pulled your legs apart, his eyes dark and his gaze lecherous, but his touch still deceptively soft as his fingertips brushed up and down your thighs.

You watched him through heavy lids, your breathing a bit harder than normal as you waited in anticipation. Slowly he brought himself closer to where you both wanted him to be. You whimpered pathetically when you felt his warm breath on your glistening folds, and gasped again as his tongue dragged up your slit, moaning as he flicked it against your clit, playing you so perfectly. You couldn’t say you didn’t want it. In fact, you longed for it. Just to be able to revel in the pleasure he’d give you and forget about all the bad, forget where you were and why. To be completely uninhibited, at least for the time being.

Steve’s tongue was firm against your cunt as he continued lapping at you while you writhed under him. So much so that he had to grip your hip to keep you still while he worked on you. You exhaled sharply and made a strangled noise when he decided to delve into your slick entrance, working his tongue in and out of you as your fingers wound in his hair, urging him on.

He growled against you as he ate you out hungrily. His free hand came from around your thigh to your dripping entrance as he moved his mouth back to your clit. Two of his fingers played with your wetness before sinking knuckle deep inside of you, massaging you teasingly until he found your g-spot, rubbing repeatedly over the spongy spot in a come hither motion, coaxing you closer and closer to your high. You felt that ever familiar tightening in your lower belly, your walls clenching around Steve’s fingers greedily. Your eyes squeezed shut and you swore you saw stars as he sucked on your clit, your hand mindlessly pulling on his hair as you finally shattered. His name left your mouth repeatedly amidst your moans and hushed curses while you dissolved into pleasure beneath him.

He worked you through your orgasm before pulling away, licking his lips wolfishly as he leaned over you. “Good girl,” he purred, brushing his lips against yours. “Taste fucking amazing,” he continued before taking your lips in his hungrily, letting his tongue dip inside your mouth as you moaned.

Your eyes were closed again when he pulled away from you as you caught your breath, letting your body relax until you felt prodding against your folds. Your hazy eyes opened to find Steve between your legs again, his erect cock in his hand as he ran the tip of himself up and down your slit teasingly. You mewled as he rubbed at your puffy clit with the head of his dick, he was breathing heavily as he stared down at your already messy sex, a smug smirk on his lips before he lined himself up with your hole, pressing into you slowly, a shaky mewl leaving you on an exhale as Steve moaned at the feeling of your warm, wet walls taking him in. He leaned over you then, sliding deeper inside of you as he brought himself face to face with you, his eyes never leaving your own. He held himself up above you on one arm, the other holding your hip as he watched your face, loving the way your lips parted in a gentle “o” as he nestled himself inside of you. When his hips were flush against yours, his cock filling your pussy full, he rolled his hips against you expertly, earning a deep moan from you as he continued stoking the fire within you, sending sparks through you as he stimulated your clit with each roll of his hips, slow and deep strokes as you took every inch. You grabbed onto him, one arm around his back and the other finding his hair, pulling him closer to you as you hitched one leg around him, grinding up against him to meet his movements. “Yes,” your voice rose unbidden in a breathless moan. His face was in your neck, nipping and sucking bruises into the soft flesh as he fucked you. You babbled as he began pounding into you, the pressure compounding in your core. You were so close already. Steve moaned in your ear, praises grunted through grit teeth as he ground himself against you. You groaned, murmuring in pleasure as your foot flexed against his ass, urging him deeper. He was hitting all your sweet spots and you knew he knew what he was doing as he smiled against your skin when you mewled.

“Steve,” you moaned pathetically, “please, please, please,” you cried as your face screwed up in pleasure from his relentless thrusts. Your nails sunk into his back as your walls were snug around him.

“I know, baby, I know,” he cooed. “Feels good, huh. Always take me so well, sweetheart. Fuck, you’re squeezin me so tight,” he huffed, “Know you wanna come, baby, I know what you need. I’ll give it to you,” he promised with another roll of his hips as you arched into him with a strangled whimper.

His presence was suffocating you, his being nearly swallowing you entirely as you lost yourself to him - and you couldn’t bring yourself to care in the slightest. The sinful fullness in your core and the sparks that flew inside and all over you as he fucked you, playing your body perfectly, his whimpers and moans and curses sounding in your ear and floating along your skin, the feeling of his strong body against yours had you tumbling head first into your second orgasm as you held onto him for dear life, trying to keep him as close to you as you could in your euphoria. A high pitched gasp escaping you as your walls constricted around him, moans spilling from your lips as you milked his cock and he once again brought you over the edge. Electricity surged through you, you felt your nerve endings light up in pure delight as he kept his pace, only faltering for a moment but determined to prolong your pleasure for as long as he could manage.

“Ahh fuck,” he hissed as you clenched down on his cock, your legs twitching around him and heavy breaths falling from his lips as he puffed, trying not to lose himself just yet. “God, you’re so good,” he grunted, “so fucking good,” he praised as he rode you through your high, his thumb stroking your skin gently as he braced your hip. The stark contrast in his touch stirring something in you even as his hips began losing their rhythm as he chased his own high.

“‘M close, baby,” he whined. “Fuck, I’m gonna give it to you, gonna fill you so fuckin full of me.

Tell me you want it.

Tell me you fuckin want it,” he husked darkly.

“Want it,” you murmured. A low growl and a tight squeeze on your hip had you speaking up again.

“Please, Steve, I want it,” you keened.

The feeling of you squeezing him, holding onto him so tightly, your soft body pressed to his, your whines of pleasure filling the air and mingling with the obscene sounds of him fucking you, the way you moaned his name, all of it suddenly had his eyes screwed shut as he tensed, grunting and puffing as he shot his load, his spend filling you up as his cock pulsed inside of you. The deep, throaty growl he unleashed as he came sent an unexpected wave of arousal through you as he thrust into you once, twice more before he finally collapsed on top of you. Rolling over and taking you with him, you both worked to catch your breath as you came down. You laid your head on his chest as his hands ran soothingly up and down your skin. No words were exchanged from either of you as you laid there, only a content, satisfied sigh coming from Steve. When he finally pulled out of you, you could feel his spend sticky on your skin and grimaced at the feeling, gingerly moving to climb off the bed as you spoke.

“Is it okay if I use the bathroom?”

“Yeah,” he answered, getting up after you, “I’m gonna shower, actually.”

You didn’t say anything as he followed you into the bathroom, coming up behind you and letting his hand graze from your hip, along your back as he made his way further in to the shower. You stood in front of the mirror, just out of his sight, as you stared at the reflection you found there. It was you, but it wasn’t.. You found yourself tracing your figure, lingering on the imperfections that made you you, and then on the marks that were left on your body tonight. The light scratches, the soft bite marks, the subtle bruises you could feel forming even now.. Everything that made you his.

“Why don’t you join me,” Steve’s voice broke through your trance as you blinked away from the reflection. You knew it wasn’t so much an invitation as it was his way of telling you to join him. There was no room for argument so you made your way over to him. Stepping into the already steaming shower, the warmth was just as nice as the first time, the steady stream just as soothing. It was so easy to stop worrying - to not have to think. And as Steve’s arms wrapped around you and his head fell to the crook of your neck, peppering kisses along your skin, your lashes fluttered shut as you relaxed against him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart,” he murmured against your skin before whispering a gentle “I love you,” against your temple, his lips pressing against you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Steve,” you breathed.

Nearly an hour later, you found yourself back in his bed, being held in his embrace, nestled under the covers as you mindlessly nuzzled into his bare chest. It wasn’t long before you felt your eyelids begin to grow heavier and heavier, eventually fluttering shut.

Vaguely, you were aware that you were slipping completely, but it was too late to stop the fall. Not that you’d even dare to try. Not anymore.

[tyoho8]

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[crowwritesaway]

Steve Kemp x Original Character Pt. 1

“I’m not sure what you want from me.” Noa asked you. Riley frowned, leaning against the wall. “I don’t want anything except your cooperation. Behave.” Riley grinned.

“I know this is fucked up situation but I just can’t understand how you didn’t notice how off Steve is.” Noa stared at her in disbelief. “Are you seriously blaming me?”

“Partially. Of course, Steve was the one who snatched you.” Riley told her, taking a sip of her juice. “What about you?” Noa snapped, her body shaking. Riley put her cup down. “What about me?”

“You’re just as bad as he is.” Riley thought about it. “Yeah. I guess if we’re comparing.”

“You should eat. I mean, your kind would be scavenging for the best way to escape.” Riley was mocking her. By her kind, she told Noa that she was human unlike herself. “Eat and use that rage that is visibly present from what I see. And simply escape.” Riley said, standing up from the floor. Riley pointed at her head to emphasize her message. Use that head.

“It’s not someone if that’s what’s keeping you from eating.” Riley told her, exiting the room. Noa looked at the food, a laugh escaped her. As if I can trust her.

Riley walked up the steps. She rolled her eyes. Betty is so fucking stupid. Fooling around with Steve. The nerve of her to send me to help him. I mean, she kills men and he, he kills women. I guess, they feel some fucked up connection.

“Hey.” Steve greeted her. Riley nodded at him. “Did she eat anything?” Riley shook her head. “Nope. I mean, who would have an appetite after meeting you.” Riley sarcastically said, taking a seat. Steve glared at her. He pointed his knife at her. “Watch it. Unless you want me to make room for you there.”

Riley chuckled. “I’m sure Betty would love that.” He growled, shaking his head. “Speaking of Betty, where is she? She hasn’t answered my calls.”

“Probably hunting.” Riley looked around his kitchen. He put the knife down. “Hmm…”

“Is this all?” Riley told him, snapping him of his thoughts. “I’ve been meaning to ask. Do you eat meat?” He asked her, looking at her with dark eyes. Is she like Betty?

Riley grinned. “Sorry to break your heart. I’ve tried it. Didn’t like it. I’m sure Betty can tell you all about it.” “Maybe it was prepared by the wrong person. I cook the best.” Steve swore to her, throwing his hands up. Riley chuckled, shaking her head. “Bravo.” She sarcastically said, clapping her hands.

He smiled. “How about this? I’ll cook you something? Some wine and we’ll see how it goes.”

She lazily looked up at him. “I don’t drink. And I don’t eat that meat. Now, it seems like I’m done. I’m off.” She dismissed him, getting up.

“Ohh, come on. Just one taste.” Steve insisted, coming around the table. She took his approach as a threat. She sighed, rubbing her temple, “I’m in no mood to argue nor talk.”

“Come on. Let me cook you something.” She could hear the excitement in his voice. She grumbled. If I say no, what stops him from going after me.

“Alright.” She accepted. He grinned. “You won’t regret this. I promise.” She clicked her tongue. “Hmm…we’ll see.” “Wait here. I’ll go prepare the food.” She waved him off. “I’m gonna make a call.” She informed him to avoid him suspecting her of betraying him.

“Yeah. I’ll go get the wine.” Steve dismissed her. She glared at him. I don’t see the charm.

[the-queen-of-hell-666]

2024 Kinktober Masterlist

I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long year. College classes started up again this fall and I'm swamped with work. This is my list for Kinktober this year. I will do my best to keep up but anywho, I hope you enjoy!

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

Day 1: Deepthroating/Facesitting (Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader)

Day 2: Semi-Public Sex (Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader)

Day 3: Knotting (Alpha!Jim Hopper x Assistant!Omega!Fem!Reader)

Day 4: Phone Sex (John Winchester x Hunter!Fem!Reader)

Day 5: Squirting (Obsessive!Perv!Billy Hargrove x Bimbo!Fem!Reader)

Day 6: Cuckolding (Shy!Jake Jensen x FemmeFatal!Fem!Reader x Franklin Clay)

Day 7: Biting/Marking (Possessive!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader)

Day 8: Morning Sex (CACW!Steve Rogers x Avenger!Fem!Reader)

Day 9: Praise Kink (Insecure!Geralt of Rivia x Healer!Fem!Reader)

Day 10: Mommy Kink (Needy!Bratty!Johnny Storm (CE) x Mean!Mommy!Fem!Reader)

Day 11: Caught (Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader)

Day 12: Sex Toys (Lawyer!Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader)

Day 13: Virginity Kink (Oldman!Grumpy!Logan Howlett x Sunshine!Virgin!Mutant!Fem!Reader)

Day 14: Shotgunning (Needy!Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader)

Day 15: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Steve Rogers x Princess!Fem!Reader)

Day 16: Spanking (Brat!Johnny Storm (CE) x Dom!CEO!Fem!Reader)

Day 17: Breeding (Wolf-Hybrid!Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader)

Day 18: Tittyfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-Sized!X-Men!Fem!Reader)

Day 19: Hate Sex (Robin Buckley x Cheerleader!Fem!Reader)

Day 20: Edging (Young!Logan Howlett (X-Men1) x Professor!Mutant!Fem!Reader)

Day 21: Dub-con/Non-con (Grumpy!Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Sunshine!Innocent!Fem!Reader)

Day 22: Stripping (CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader)

Day 23: Anal Sex (Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader)

Day 24: Pegging (Brat!Wade Wilson x Mean!Dom!Fem!Reader)

Day 25: Lactation (Dad!Steve Rogers x Mom!Pregnant!Reader)

Day 26: Age Difference (Older!Daryl Dixon x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader)

Day 27: Gagging (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bimbo!Fem!Reader)

Day 28: DP in One Hole (CEO!Married!Stucky x Assistant!Fem!Reader)

Day 29: Gloryhole (Jim Hopper x Fem!Reader)

Day 30: Panty Raid/Panty Kink (Shy!Perv!Jake Jensen x Slight!Perv!Fem!Reader)

Day 31: Videoing (Camboy!Eddie Munson x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader)

[boxofbonesfic]

“Do No Harm” 🔥

Doctor!Steve Kemp x Nurse!Reader

Summary: Hospitals are haunted by death, by things that might have been, could have been—are. But the ghosts that haunt St. Everett’s Hospital seem to be more than just rumors spread by the older nurses. These ghosts are hungry.

“Tepata”

Minotaur!Thor x Reader

Summary: You are the lamb led to slaughter, you are the demon’s mistress, the monster’s bride—you are the one who lived.

“Reciprocity” 🔥

Lloyd Hansen x Ex-Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Your toxic ex doesn’t take too kindly to his portrayal in your best-selling self-help debut.

“What if, What if”🔥

Dark Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader

Summary: To make ends meet, you begin selling your panties online. But when one of your subscribers begins to get pushy, you’re forced to reevaluate. 

“Inside”🔥

Dark!Steve Rogers x Plus Size!Reader, Peter Parker x Plus Size!Reader

Summary: It’s easy to see what people want you to see, the things they readily show you, the secrets they easily share. But you will come to learn that none of that counts for anything—not inside.

“Dust to Dust”🔥

Soft Dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Summary: Your momma always warned you about men with badges. Nothing good could come of a man with too much power and nobody to answer to, that’s what she said. Her theory is tested when your younger brother is caught up in something he shouldn’t be, and the Sheriff agrees to look the other way—for a price. 

“America’s Next Top Asshole”🧸

Model!Ransom x Model!Reader

Summary: Wanna be on top? Of course you do—and that’s why, after fighting your way through an entire season’s worth of competitors, you can’t bear to lose to Ransom-fucking-Drysdale. Sweet one minute, and sour the next—like sugar venom. 

“[Redacted]” 🔥

Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: At the height of summer, the power grid goes down in New York City. You, of course, are grateful that *the* Captain America takes it upon himself to make sure you get home safe and sound. 

“Burn it all” 🔥

Ghostface!Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Peter knows love. He knows the softness of it, knows what it feels like to be wrapped in it—but he knows it can be hard too. Cutting and sharp and bloody—but he can do it for you. He would do anything for you. 

“Into Fire” 🔥

Soft Dark!Andy Barber x Divorcee!Reader

Summary: Your bitter divorce suddenly becomes easier to manage when you hire a new attorney. His results are so good they should be illegal—in fact, they actually might be. 

i can’t wait to see what you guys choose!

[torturedtypewritersdepartment]

𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 + 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪. 𝐭𝐚𝐠'𝐬:

hi little angel ♡︎ welcome to my safe space! 

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬:

☾ requests are currently open, however, they will be answered in order. Because of this, it may take me a bit longer than usual to get to yours, so please be patient with me!

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𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐠'𝐬:

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𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫:

𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒: { rafe cameron, jj Maybank, john b routledge}

𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋: {dean winchester}

𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐒 (𝐔𝐒): {harvey specter, mike ross, donna paulson}

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄: {bucky barnes, steve rogers, tony stark, peter parker, etc.}

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: {steve harrington, robin buckley, eddie munson, etc.}

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂: { lee bodecker, zach maclaren, nick fowler, steve kemp, ari levinson, any barber, ransom drysdale, etc.}

𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤!

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄:

✰ reader inserts only {there are very few characters that I will write together that are not reader inserts. some examples are: mike ross x harvey specter + jj maybank x rafe cameron, sarah cameron x john b. these reader inserts are strictly fem!reader, plus size friendly.}

✰ requests not related to current series or projects will be answered in the form of blurbs + one-shots.

✰ fluff (cute moments, kisses, cuddling, dates, etc.)

✰ angst {h/c, injuries, anxiety, etc.}

✰ smut {smut is only written as part of a storyline, I do not write porn without a plot. here are some things I'm comfortable with writing: consensual sex, oral sex, handjobs, fingering, p in v, breeding, dom/sub, alpha/omega, voyeurism, exhibitionism, orgasm control, cockwarming.}

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄:

✰ sensitive topics {infertility, abortion, physical/mental/sexual abuse, mental health issues, self harm, etc.}

✰ smut {ddlg, foot play, age play, age regression, non-con, dub-con, rape, rape play, sadism/masochism, race play, bondage, incest, pedophilia, sweat play, etc.}

✰ reader's insert exceptions {these reader inserts I am choosing not to write simple because I do not know what it's like to be in their shoes + I would not be able to do them justice; trans!reader, gn!reader, male!reader.}

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄:

✰ reader inserts only {there are very few characters that I will write together that are not reader inserts. some examples are: mike ross x harvey specter + jj maybank x rafe cameron, sarah cameron x john b. these reader inserts are strictly fem!reader, plus size friendly.}

✰ requests not related to current series or projects will be answered in the form of blurbs + one-shots.

✰ fluff (cute moments, kisses, cuddling, dates, etc.)

✰ angst {h/c, injuries, anxiety, etc.}

✰ smut {smut is only written as part of a storyline, I do not write porn without a plot. here are some things I'm comfortable with writing: consensual sex, oral sex, handjobs, fingering, p in v, breeding, dom/sub, alpha/omega, voyeurism, exhibitionism, orgasm control, cockwarming.}

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄:

✰ sensitive topics {infertility, abortion, physical/mental/sexual abuse, mental health issues, self harm, etc.}

✰ smut {ddlg, foot play, age play, age regression, non-con, dub-con, rape, rape play, sadism/masochism, race play, bondage, incest, pedophilia, sweat play, etc.}

✰ reader's insert exceptions {these reader inserts I am choosing not to write simple because I do not know what it's like to be in their shoes + I would not be able to do them justice; trans!reader, gn!reader, male!reader.}

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

Spooky szn is over and what a fun month it's been 🖤✨ 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.

Eddie Munson & Steve Harrington ✨

A good hair deal by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader x Steve Harrington

Thor ✨

Libertad by @syntheticavenger

Dark! Biker Thor x Female Reader

Jake Jensen ✨

Kinktober day 1 by @bonkywobble

Jake Jensen x fem!reader

Bucky Barnes ✨

Don't fear the reaper by @dreamlessinparis

Soft!Dark!Death!Bucky x F!Reader

Pink dresses & picnic blankets by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky Barnes x Reader 'Sugar'

Choke by @buckycuddlebuddy

professor!bucky barnes x student!reader

Peace of mind by @firefly-in-darkness

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Bound by the night by @jobean12-blog

Bucky Barnes x reader (Vampire AU)

Like real people do by @navybrat817

Professor!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Unattainable by @heavysoldat

dbf!bucky barnes x fem!reader

Owned by @jobean12-blog

Mob!Bucky x reader

Andy barber ✨

Curtsy by @luxeavenger

dbf!Andy Barber x reader

Discipline me by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

soft dark!professor andy barber x reader

Tacit by @wayward-blonde

Andy Barber x Reader

Frank Adler ✨

Tied to you by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Frank Adler x Reader

Steve Rogers ✨

His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Angry sex by @howdoyousleep3

Mafia boss Steve Rogers x female reader

The things you do by @traitorjoelite

fwb!steve rogers x fem!reader

Merciless by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

Medieval Steve x reader

Knowledge man by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

librarian!steve rogers x fem!reader

(She moves with) shameless wonder by @ussgallifrey

Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

Boys in bed with books by @jobean12-blog

Steve Harrington x reader

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes ✨

Civil war - Brooklyn by @saiyanprincessswanie

Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Lloyd Hansen ✨

Tell me I'm yours by @luxeavenger

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Nick Fowler ✨

Anew by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Nick Fowler x Reader

Soldier Boy & Steve Rogers ✨

American beauty/American psycho by @cockslutpadalecki

Soldier Boy x Reader x Nomad!Steve.

Steve Kemp & Ransom Drysdale ✨

Let's play a game by @dreamlessinparis

Steve Kemp x F!Reader, Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Good morning by @fluffyprettykitty

Sam Wilson x reader (no other specifications or gender)

What happens in Vegas by @firefly-in-darkness

Sam Wilson x Reader

Curtis Everett & Jake Jensen ✨

Crybaby by @onsunnyside

Curtis Everett x virgin!reader x Jake Jensen [College AU]

Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler ✨

All the time by @geminixevans-stan

Lloyd Hansen x Female Reader x Nick Fowler

Eddie Munson ✨

In the name of love by @thornsnvultures

Eddie Munson x plus size!fem!Reader

Like the dirty girl you are by @magnoliabutters

eddie munson x reader (female 18+)

Lee Bodecker ✨

Bless me if I'm being too forward by @avintagekiss24

dark!modern!lee bodecker x black!reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Mafia!Ari by @angrythingstarlight

Mafia!Ari x Reader

[mutual-monsters]

little one, you got me staring odd 🧸

Pairing: Steve Kemp x gn!reader

TW: Angst, kind of hurt/comfort, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, a slightly inaccurate depiction of night terrors (even tho I have them myself), negative self-talk, pet names (baby, darling)

MINORS DNI !!! 🔞

Summary: Steve finds an unorthodox way to deal with his darling’s night terrors

Word count:  913

A/N: Hello! I wrote this piece for @dadplease and her 5k stuffie writing contest! I am so, so excited to be a part of this!

The title of this fic is a (slightly modified) lyric from Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes by Fall Out Boy.

A couple more quick notes: this fic contains a minor Easter egg (have fun The Boys/Jack Quaid truthers)! Also, this fic will mark my official return from hiatus, and I am so majorly glad to be back in the saddle on the blog against and not just a silent lurker. This piece was also co-beta'd by @mulberrybeat and @cloudyskiesandcoffee (my loves <3).

When he told you you were different, he meant it. Not just in the way you moved or spoke, or even thought, but in the way that you reacted. Usually, he’d bring his victims downstairs kicking and screaming, and they’d fight him tooth and nail up until the day he took away their ability to speak. 

But not you.

You had been peaceful, docile even. You had obeyed him and hung on his every word. You had even initiated affection with him when he got close enough. His presence seemed to soothe you, and in return, he began to feel the same. 

As he lay in bed, exhausted one night after refusing to drive back to the city and opting to stay at the cabin instead, he found himself suddenly awoken by wailing. Quickly, he raced down the stairs, sedative in hand, ready to punish whoever had woken him up. To his surprise, however, he found the cries to be emanating from your cell. 

“Baby?” He called out.

No answer.

And so, he slid the door open, only to find you asleep, tossing and turning, whimpering, and sweating profusely. 

You awoke to him shaking you, a concerned look on his face. 

“Steve?” Your grogginess was clearly showing.

“You were screaming. I heard you from all the way upstairs.”

“Oh, shit! I’m so sorry! I have night terrors! I didn’t mean-”

Without another word, he pulled you in close. 

“Darling, it’s not your fault.”

A moment's pause while he thought.

“How about you come upstairs and sleep with me tonight?”

“I’d like that.”

Steve had marinated on the events of that night for two whole days before deciding what to do. 

Not far from his clinic there was a small tech shop, not even brand name, and Steve set his sights upon it. He opened the door to find it devoid of all other humans, save for the young man behind the counter (“Hughie”, as his name tag would suggest) who was flipping through the pages of a comic book, seemingly unbothered by Steve’s presence in the store. 

“Hey, uh, kid?” He said, knocking on the display counter between them.

After briefly losing his composure and regaining it, the boy realized what was happening and sat down the comic in his hand. 

“S-sorry,” he stuttered out, “‘s a really good issue. What, uh, can I help you with?”

Steve, now annoyed, wasted no time, “I need a nanny cam, but one of the ones that doesn’t look like a camera.”

Hughie furrowed his brows, “Uh, sure, sir, right this way.”

After listening to the attendant drone on and on about makes and models, camera quality, and quite frankly some technical garb Steve knew nothing about, he had finally landed on one he felt satisfied with; a good-sized teddy bear with a camera hidden behind its eyes. With this, maybe he’d finally be able to get the root of helping.

When he arrived back at the cabin, you were ready to greet him at your cell door. Moreover, you were ecstatic at the presence of the teddy. Your eyes watered as you kissed him, thanking him. He felt guilt in the moment, albeit fleeting, for deceiving you. 

He fed you dinner, stayed with you for a while, and then retreated upstairs for the night. 

After some time alone, he began to berate himself. After all, why could he just buy you a gift for the sake of gift-giving? Why did there have to be some other motive behind it? His wallowing felt extended as he glanced at the clock, finding it to be late, much later than he thought it was. 

And then a thought occurred; why weren’t you crying yet? Usually, by this time you’d be asleep and engulfed within the tortures of your mind, but not tonight. 

As Steve pulled out his phone to check the nanny cam, he couldn’t help but assume the worst– that you had up and died somehow, that you had suffocated on that little pillow he’d given you, that you had laid down there and suffered whilst he did nothing. But, as the video feed pulled up, he wasn’t able to draw any conclusions. All he could see was the cell door and the ground. Perhaps the bear had fallen over? (“It did seem top-heavy”).

Steve descended the stairs to the basement quietly and with extreme caution. He listened for your breath, for your whimpers, for anything. Again, no such luck. Upon reaching your cell door, he found his heart racing for the first time in a long time, terrified of what could possibly be on the other side of the door. And then, 

You, sound asleep, cradling the teddy bear with a smile on your face.

And Steve, so relieved drops his phone and rushed over to check your pulse, inadvertently waking you up. 

“Hmm…Steve?” You asked, unsure if he was really even there.

“It’s me, baby. It’s me.”

“Did I wake you up again?”

“No, baby. I just–”

He thought for a moment, still scared, before letting a single tear slip. 

“I just don’t want you to be alone.”

“I’m not alone, silly.” You said, wiping his tear. “I have my stuffie.”

“Well, why don’t you both come upstairs with me, hm?”

Looking back down at the bear, still completely oblivious to its sinister nature and feeling fully contented for the first time in a long while, you crafted up an answer, “We’d really love that.”

[misguidedasgardian]

My cherry pie (lee bodecker x fem!reader)

Moon of my life (Jake Jensen x Plus size Fem! Reader)

Mine to keep // for geminixevans-stan Aphrodite's manor challenge (Mike Weiss x sexworker !reader)

Kinktober 2021 : Fem!Reader x Dark!Ari Levinson, Fem!Reader x Dark!Andy Barber, Fem!Reader x WinterSoldier, Fem!Reader x Dark!Steve x Dark!Bucky Barnes

Classic horror inspired stories, and some more contemporary, and embelished with a kinkyness

Alternative Universe

Basement wives' club: Dark!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader, Dark!Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader, Steve Kemp x Fem Reader, Dark!Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

What does the special agent Ari Levinson, the lawyer Andy Barber, the town’s sheriff Lee Bodecker and the doctor Steve Kemp have in common?

This is the story about each one of them, and the club they formed sharing his common interests

[nickfowlerrr]

meet cute

pairing: steve kemp x curvy!reader

warnings: mention of a bloody knee. not much else? this blog and all of my fics are 18+ only.

words: 1.2k

notes: happy saturday everyone! i wrote this for @the-slumberparty’s warm up: one word drabble. my word was hot. i tried to keep it shorter but we all know how terrible i am at that lol. i only went over this once really quickly, so sorry for any mistakes! i hope you guys like this, and thank you in advance for reading and reblogging! as usual, feedback and comments are more than welcome and always appreciated. 🖤

It was so. damn. hot. You were sweating and the long sleeve you were wearing, though light weight, was only adding to the heat that was suffocating you. The sun was beating down and the black color of your top worked to absorb the light, converting it into heat and effectively roasting you as you forced your body onward. Your car was so close, you just had a little bit more of a walk left.

You briefly considered taking the top off completely, but you didn’t want to happen upon anyone else on the trail sporting just your bra. You knew it wasn’t necessarily a scandalous idea to exercise in just a sports bra, but you didn’t feel comfortable doing that - especially knowing your soft middle and cleavage would be on full display if you did. Your mother always told you to keep your chest covered, “It’s a blessing and a curse, your curves. You just gotta learn when to flaunt 'em and when to keep' em hidden.” You’d rolled your eyes all throughout your teenage years, but as you’d gotten older, begrudgingly accepted she may have been right.

Another couple minutes passed and you just couldn’t take it any longer. You hadn’t seen anyone the entire time you were walking and you were now coming up to the one mile marker. You looked around, making sure no one was around as you adjusted your bra under the shirt, making sure it covered you as well as it could before finally pulling the long sleeve up and over your head.

Of course, the second you’d removed it, a figure made its way around the bend. A tall, lean man with poofy brown hair was running right toward you. His head was down as he was on his phone and you had to practically jump out of the way before he barrelled right into you. In your haste to not get run into, you’d left your water bottle sitting in the path, causing the man to trip and fall right next to you.

“Oh, shit! I’m so sorry,” you apologized, bending down to make sure the stranger was okay.

“No, I wasn’t looking, that’s on me,” he laughed at himself, lightly hissing as he bent his scraped knee. He looked up at you, his brilliant blue eyes meeting your own, a crooked smile forming on his lips as he stared at you. “Hi,” he breathed, offering his hand out to you, “I’m Steve.”

You took his hand in yours with a nervous laugh, not having expected him to be so attractive, and gave him your name in return.

“So, you come here often?” he joked before pulling himself to stand. You followed his movements and stood back up yourself, taking a step back so you weren’t entirely in his personal space.

“Uh, not really,” you confessed. “Trying to get more steps in my day, a friend told me this was a good trail to try out. Said it's usually pretty dead,”

“It is, yeah. That’s why I like it, the seclusion is nice. This might actually be the first time I’ve ever seen anyone else out here while on a run,”

“Well, sorry to get in your way, I’m uh, gonna keep on,” you tilted your head to the direction you had been going in, “but it was nice to meet you, Steve,” you smiled, wringing your top in your hands as you felt your skin heat up even more thanks to your embarrassment.

“No, please, don’t apologize, I didn’t mean to seem like you were -”

“It’s totally okay,” you shook your head, laughing lightly. “I really should be getting on, though. I’m like five minutes away from passing out from heat exhaustion, so,”

Your laughs intertwined and you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach at the way he smiled at you.

“Black attracts heat,” he said, nodding toward your shirt.

“Yeah, I uh, did not check the weather before I left the house today,” you grimaced, wrapping the long sleeves around your waist and tying the shirt around you, wanting to cover your exposed midriff, avoiding his eye now.

Bending down to grab your water, you saw his phone still on the ground. As you moved to grab it for him, his screen lit up with a text. You didn’t mean to read it, but it was instinctive as the world flashed up on the screen.

Noa: Had a great night last night. Excited to see you again. Xx

You swallowed down the awkward lump in your throat as you stood and handed his phone to him, a tight lipped smile on your face. Girlfriend, probably. Not at all surprising, the man was gorgeous, but a bit disappointing nonetheless.

He thanked you as he read his screen, squinting at the text before pursing his lips.

“Dating app dates,” he laughed halfheartedly. “You never know if you’ll actually click with someone until you meet them in person, ya know..” he trailed off before looking back at you. “Sorry if this is odd, but I could use a woman’s perspective. What’s the best approach to letting someone down easily?”

“Oh,” you were immediately flustered by the question. “Uhm, I think just being honest is best,” you offered, not really sure how to answer. “If I’d gone out with someone and had a good time, I’d want to know right away if they felt the same or not.”

You watched him as he considered your answer before he typed something on his screen. You heard his message send with a swoosh before his eyes returned to yours.

“Honesty. No games. That’s the way to do it,” he smiled.

You nodded in agreement, “They say it’s the best policy.”

As you looked down again, your eyes landed on his bloody, scuffed up knee. “God, that must sting. I’m so sorry,” you apologized again, hesitating a second before continuing, “my car’s right down there, I have a first aid kit, I can help patch you up really quickly,” you offered.

“I think I’ll take you up on that, thanks.”

—-----------

You finished applying the flexi band aid to Steve’s knee before standing fully.

“Alright, you’re all set,” you declared as you took a step back, zipping up the small kit before throwing it in your back seat.

“Thank you, I really appreciate it. It feels better already,” he smiled.

“Least I could do,” you waved him off, trying not to let the way he eyed you get you flustered all over again.

“Like I said, it was my own fault. In fact, I definitely owe you for this. I know a good ice cream shop a couple minutes from here, maybe a scoop’ll help cool you down. You do look hot,” he said as his eyes ran up and down your figure before meeting your own once more, a flirtatious glint in them as he smiled charmingly. There was no fighting the way your skin began heating up again under his gaze, but you sucked your lip to stop the dumb smile threatening to break across your face. “Can’t have you passing out on me so soon, we’ve only just met,” he continued with a smirk, earning a titter from you in response.

“Yeah, okay, ice cream sounds good,” you agreed, nodding and smiling back.

[nickfowlerrr]

here is the masterlist for the seven writing event.

all submissions will be linked below.

a huge thank you to everyone who has gotten or plans to get involved with this little event. i’m having a great time working on my own posts and even more, am looking forward to continuing reading and going through all of yours. so thank you, thank you, thank you! 🩵

if you’ve posted your work already and don’t see your submission(s) here, please message me.

to the lovely readers: if you enjoy any of the work listed below, please take the time to leave a comment on them and reblog the posts. it really helps with engagement and can be very motivating, and just so meaningful, to the authors and creators. we all appreciate you so much for diving into our little fantasy worlds with us and interacting with what we share in this community. thank you. 🖤

deadline for submitting: november 14, 2023

last updated: november 17, 2023

Fics

Envy

If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You - (andy barber x reader) - @writing-for-marvel

Don’t Blame Me - (bucky barnes x reader) - @buckets-and-trees

Greed

for the hope of it all - (lee bodecker x curvy!reader) - @nickfowlerrr

a bird in a cage - (dark!august walker x reader) - @witchywithwhiskey

Kindness

Weight of My Love - (wanda maximoff x reader) - @moonfaeriebunny

Lust

everything I want… - (bucky barnes x plus size!reader) - @thornsnvultures

All Good Girls Go To Heaven - (mafia!bucky barnes x OC) - @sebstan2020

idle hands are the devil’s playthings - (demon!steve kemp x reader) - @filthycagedsoul

Patience

Please Say, Please - (bucky barnes x reader) - @angelltheninth

Pride

Let All Light Go - (dark!alpha steve rogers x omega!reader and alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader) - @buckets-and-trees

pride - (lee bodecker x wife!reader) - @thornsnvultures

Pride Goeth Before The Fall - (royal!au nick fowler x reader) - @tumblin-theworldaway

Wrath

Starring Role - (dark!natasha romanoff x reader) - @moonfaeriebunny

Welcome Home, Daddy - (winter soldier/bucky x pregnant!reader) - @winterarmyy

When You Fall on Me Like Night - (alpha!bucky x omega!reader and dark alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader) - @buckets-and-trees

Moodboards

Envy

bucky barnes moodboard - @nickfowlerrr

Greed

lee bodecker and max burnett - /nickfowlerrr

Pride

lloyd hansen moodboard - /nickfowlerrr

Wrath

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[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 🌙🔥

[nickfowlerrr]

working on it

main masterlist

this is a list of all my wips (including requests) so we can all be on the same page in regards to what i have coming up 🖤

*these aren’t in any particular order - as you guys know, i write what i have inspiration to write and not in order of when requests were received or series were updated.* if you don't see your request on here, and did not get a response from me letting you know i'd be unable to write it, then i didn't receive it. feel free to send it in again if you'd like.

i saw @sweetpeapod’s “to do list” and it’s such a great idea i literally never would’ve thought to make one myself so all credit to her for this! 🥰

updated: 06/06/23

legend: actively writing • on hold/writer’s block • haven’t started

series

bucky barnes:

if i could - chapter five

keeping secrets - chapter seven

stucky:

trust me - chapter two

drabbles, one shots or continuations (not series)

andy barber:

waiting - pt 2

dark!professor andy

bucky barnes:

soft!dark bucky - basement wife

dark!brat tamer bucky

you can’t - pt 2

dark!ex bucky - pregnant reader (might not end up dark lolll)

when a stranger calls bucky

yandere mechanic bucky

“enemies” to lovers bucky

iou - pt 2…possible miniseries

enemies to lovers - one bed trope

die happy - chubby!reader

first time for everything - drabble

call it what you want to - pt 2

mean!bucky one shot

duke!bucky x duchess!reader (soft!dark?)

pro wrestler!bucky

charles blackwood:

dark!charles halloween fic

lee bodecker:

dark!lee - traveling!reader

dark!lee - salem witch trial

lloyd hansen:

-

ransom drysdale:

delivery - one shot

mean!ransom one shot

nick fowler:

dark!nick - daddy’s dead - one shot

steve kemp:

-

steve rogers:

mean!steve one shot

stucky:

dark! road trip fic (two stories in one/choose your own adventure)

royalty au

fumbling - drabble

fawn - pt 2

requests

humble request to the queen of my lil dark heart for your sluttiest a/b/o with your man of choice inspired by ‘hurt you’ by the weeknd 🖤

bucky barnes:

request/imagine: mafia bucky x reader where bucky is very obviously obsessed/infatuated with the reader and just wants her to be his but she plays hard to get (for some time) and starts hanging out with other men so he gets jealous and punishes her (smut if you want with degradation/humiliation kink idk💀) very new to tumblr so idk if im doing this right or not. thank you! 💘

Dearie write some angry seggs with Bucky barnes

Scenario 5 10 17 22 please & Dialogue prompts 32 and 38 please with bucky 😭 he’s a total grinch throughout but seeing the reader happy makes him happy and I love the grumpy x sunshine trope🤤😮‍💨

Hey yo! I'm not sure if you're still accepting Christmas prompts or anything (I've absolutely loved reading them) But I've been listening to this song on repeat and idk, I can just imagine the reader singing it to Buck on their first christmas together, and him falling even more in love with them. Anywho, happy holidays, can't wait to read anything and everything you bless us all with 🥰❤️🎄

What would have happened in a AU version of your dark biker Bucky finding his soulmate finally…and also meeting her husband?

What if the reader had a really toxic husband who wouldn’t let her go or let their divorce proceed unless she cheated on him? Only the man she picks for her affair, Bucky Barnes, is WAY worse than her husband and she doesn’t realize until it’s too late? (No idea though if this is like a mobster Bucky or Winter Solider or some other profession)

a bucky fic of any length based on this text exchange with my husband (who’s deployed) ((i’m the red bubble lol)) 🥹 you work is magic so i trust however you wanna take this

Bellllaaaaa hiiii:) I’m hooked on biker/bartender bucky(even tattoo artist bucky) with fucking Tats right now and I’d totally love if you could maybe write him and chubby/plus sized reader having a flirty relationship, maybe they’re like a fling or something. She works at his bar/tattoo shop, whichever au you pick, and they’re just fucking flirty and so naughty together lol. Smut is always welcomed!! Thank u bby in advance<3 mwahhh🥺💋

Was curious if you could do a TFAWS Bucky request? Reader is a curvy plus size gal, and Sam has been trying and trying to get Bucky to ask her out. Then one day, he finds her really upset and self conscious… He finally lets his true feelings show, trying to make her feel better… maybe it turns into more? 👀🥰 Like…. ‘Let me just show you how beautiful you are..’ kinda thing lol. I really hope that made sense ☠️☠️

charles blackwood:

Hello there I want to ask... Do you still write Charles blackwood x reader fanfic? It has to be very romantic but very naughty. Charles being very sexy and dominating. It is also the reader's very first time with him too. Can it include a photo of Charles as well? Thanks x

max burnett:

Hi can I request a max Burnett x plus!size reader.

nick fowler:

Okay, speaking of thots, having the Nick Fowler says something sexy in Romanian and leaves gifs back-to-back with the 'no, I'm not okay; I should be sucking his dick rn" thot was— 🥵 Think you could combine those two into a little (or big, would not complain 😉) something something? 😘🤍 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m reading a book about the history evolution of dating, and it has this section on sugar daddies and babies. Apparently a lot of sugar babies are warned not to fall for their daddies, but the women report that usually it’s the other way around and the men fall for them. So what about a soft dark mafia Nick who quickly gets obsessed with his sugar baby reader? He just get more intense the more she denies an emotion connection because it’s just bad business on her end.

pwyc! bucky:

Hi I loved your Pretty when you cry series read it twice already and you did a amazing job 🥰 I was wondering if you could write the reader from that series being catcalled by some creep and dark biker Bucky witnesses it and completely losing it and defending her and maybe it ends with some fluff I hope you have a lovely day or night ❤️

OK maybe After Reading your Dark Soulmate Story I want/need more 😁 So I was thinking about Bucky and the Curvy Reader. Was there ever a time when Bucky Breaks down and cry? Like, He is so Hurt that he is Not Angry but gets really sad? How would the Reader react? How would Bucky himself react? Thanks again For creating These two and thank you For your time🖤 i Love them.

Hi Bella! So you’re my fav tumblr writer and I’m never gonna get over pwyc cause it’s pretty fucking amazing, and I don’t know if you’re taking requests for drabbles or anything like that, but I thought I might as well ask! So imagine that Bucky and Y/N have been living together for a while and things have been great, but Bucky is thinking of proposing, but Y/N is so not ready to get married or have kids, and her and Bucky get into a huge fight over it, and maybe she briefly moves out, and Bucky is basically lost but like also super angry cause we all know he doesn’t take rejection too well, but in the end they make up and by that I mean smut, and you can decide if they get engaged or not, but yeah that’s basically it

Hi! I love pwyc so much then when i saw the new trust series was from you I did a little happy dance! I was wondering if i could request a little drabble of what would happen if reader found out she was pregant and how biker Bucky would react? If not no pressure honestly love all your fics thanks for sharing them with us!

Belllllllaaaaa I have a request to make for pwyc series💕❤️ Imagine bucky getting possessive and jealous of readers coworkers, the reader trying to escape when he thought they were finally getting somewhere in their relationship…..😬😬 would he be angry or upset just love feral bucky 🫣😭🥵

Pwyc reader having nightmare about that night Bucky raped her. While dark!pwyc Bucky is sleeping right next to her. So reader started crying in her sleep,tears and all (cause that's what she does best) from the nightmare with him in it and woke Bucky up. Bucky can tell what it was about and started to soothe her nightmares the only way his perverted ass knows how. He started nuzzling and kissing her neck all over and kiss all her all over her face including her lips,eyes and her tears away while his hands roam all over her body to wake her up. Reader woke up still crying and Bucky ended up giving her the most gentlest (?),angsty or passionate sex? Idk,it doesn't have to be gentle. Just like really angsty and passionate in a really pwyc dark!Bucky way to show reader he's her only choice no matter what so she just gonna learn how to love him and get over her fear and nigthmare with the fear and nightmare himself. And maybe some angsty stomach flipping aftercare afterwards. Dark! request ofc. This can be during pwyc or after pywc,it's up to you. Reader being a crybaby makes this fic special to me :,D Been looking for a pic like this. Thank you so much and sorry if my English sucks a lil. I try. Tysm again 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hiii Bella!! I love your writing so much, you're very talented 😍 I found the pwyc series about three days ago and I've read it twice 😅 I wasn't that productive at work ig 🤣 as a curvy girl myself who falls very close into the description of the reader/soulmate who loves Bucky, I felt very satisfied. So... I'm rubbish at requests but I thought I would like to ask for something and it's nice that you're kind and understanding so I don't feel too anxious about doing so 👀 so... what about reader going out shopping a dress for an occasion (idk what exactly, something formal-ish ig... a birthday party/dinner maybe?) and the shop assistants make her feel bad by saying things like "we don't have clothes in that big of a size, miss" or "this doesn't suit your fat thighs/stomach" (this has happened a lot to me, unfortunately)? And she gets home sad and spends all week self-loathing and insecure, wearing very baggy clothes and starving herself and pwyc bucky doesn't exactly get what's going on because she doesn't want to discuss it but he feels how down she feels and worries. Then he hears her explaining the experience to eva and he becomes a man on a mission. He has one thing in mind; to shower her with compliments, sweet nothings and have beautiful, passionate and rough sex with her 😏 (and also decides to punch whoever said sh*t about his girl). Thank youuu 💜💜 P.S. Sorry if this was too long☺️

hiii so i just thought of pwyc fluff (bc i love two hopeless romantics) so uhhh what if reader gives bucky a pet name? calls him "love" in front of his friends and bucky just melts and swoons

I just want pwyc reader and bucky to have kids 🫣😬😂 it would be so unexpected and I’m sure bucky would be super excited even if the news comes out of the blue 🥺🥺💕💕 it would be so funny though 😂😂

Just finished your dark soulmate Bucky fic-absolutely loved it, stayed up WAY too late reading it because I couldn’t stop. I was wondering if kids are ever discussed between them? I feel like no for both of them because Bucky seems too greedy to share the reader/lose time with her and I don’t know if the reader would really want babies with him after their start, even if she’s forgiven him. But I do wonder what would happen to Bucky’s mindset-does having a daughter make him realize any new aspects of what he did? Does a son make him worry about raising a man who could do what Bucky did to his own soulmate?

I have a pwyc prompt! Reader borrows Bucky’s beloved car as hers is in his shop. He tells her to be careful as it’s his baby. She misjudges a turn and wrecks it, only gets minor cuts/bruises but goes hospital to get checked out in case concussion. She doesn’t want to see bucky - freaking out about seeing him and admitting she crashed his baby but of course his main worries lie with someone else’s welfare!

what if reader wasn't bucky's soulmate but he wants her anyway. (long request)

Sorry in advance if this is too indulgent even for fanfic, but would you be interested in a prompt where pwyc Bucky is thrilled that the reader is gaining weight? Either because he takes it as a sign that she’s happy so she eating more, they’re going out on fun dates and have delicious things to eat or they’re spending too much time together for her to work out, etc etc. but he’s super into it. And loves to show it, especially during moments when she’s upset about it? So it’s something positive instead of negative.

Hi Bella. Love your work and love that you write curvy/plus size reader as I’m a curvier girl myself. I was wondering if you could write a Drabble/fic with pwyc bucky worshipping/praising reader’s bigger body - maybe she’s having a bad self image day or similar and he kisses all of her curves and lumps/bumps because he genuinely adores her figure and also is very much turned on by her even if she sometimes worries his muscular frame would be better suited to smaller partners as he’s so in shape.

This but she hurts herself bad?🤔🥺

“You come across any other kinks you wanna try, you just let me know. You know I’ll do anything for you, pretty girl.” Hmm how about breeding kink combined with marking kink. I believe the possessive side of Bucky here would absolutely eat this up and be feral. Would love to see your take on this, but if you don’t want, that’s okay! Thank youuu! 🫶🏻

Hi Bella! I have an idea for a PWYC Drabble please don’t feel obligated to respond or make it. So today I was walking and some total jerks yelled out the window calling me fat. I wonder how Bucky would either comfort reader or handle it. I know you have something similar with your knight drabble. Thank you for all of the incredible work you’ve given us, this is my favorite series of all time— you’re a great writer. ♥️🥹

Hi! I’m a huge fan of PWYC and I was wondering if you thought about doing a pregnancy one shot, or multiple shots related to Bucky and reader starting a family? I’m curious how the dynamic would be considering how Bucky already acts towards reader and how he tends to be very loving but also on consistent watch over reader. If you don’t like the idea or aren’t interested that’s totally okay too!

steve rogers:

I would love to see a stalker Steve Rogers who thinks he’s “courting” you when he buys you presents off your (private) wishlists, takes care of chores around the house when you’re sleeping or away, has lunch delivered to your workplace for you, etc. (sure it’s scary and weird all these things are happening to you, but I would also like to come home to packages on my porch and my lawn mowed, you know?)

[mutual-monsters]

oh, how the mighty fall in love

Pairing: Steve Kemp x transmasc!reader

TW: dark story!!! (kinda dead dove: do not eat), dark/yandere themes, smut, cannibalism mentions (duh), kidnapping, implied noncon/dubcon, petnames (pet, good boy, darling, pup, puppy, sweet boy, slut, baby boy, baby), very heavy breeding kink, praise kink, degredation, bondage, sir kink, oral (ftm/ftnb receiving), p in v sex, the fic being very self-indulgent, not beta’d

Again, as with all of my dark fics, this work is purely fiction and is not meant to reflect my values, morals, or wants. Please always prioritize consent, and, obviously, don’t go out doing things you read about in my fics.

MINORS DNI !!! 🔞

Summary: Steve Kemp keeps you in a cell for breeding (instead of his usual fare)

Word count: 972

A/N: Will I ever stop writing dark fics? Who’s to say. Anywho, this is based on a prompt I sent to Rhi a few days ago, but I ended up taking a spin on it as well (it weighed on my mind v heavy folks ✊😔)

Admittedly, there are things about this fic that I don’t like. I don’t like how much it looks like it’s first draft. I don’t like how barebones it feels. I certainly don’t like how rushed it was. However, both of the people I usually count on to help me beta were unable to this time, so, I proceeded with what I had. I hope it’s quality doesn’t hinder its enjoyment too much.

The title is from The Mighty Fall by Fall Out Boy and Big Sean

Tagging those who might like this: @strwbrrybucky @navybrat817 @bonky-n-steeb

You can hear him as he unlocks the basement door and descends the stairs and can’t help but wonder, why me?

You had been in Steve’s basement for three days. So far, he’d given you clothes, food, and his kindness, but he was terrifying. You knew what he did, you knew what he was, he made sure of that. What he also made sure of was to let you know that you weren’t there for the same reason as the others. And that, that was what scared you.

His footsteps resound and he walks down the long corridor of cells, past all the others, and directly to yours. The lock beeps and it clicks open, and the door opens to see him, dressed casually, smirking, and ready to see you.

“Hiya, pup.”

“H-Hi, Steve.”

His mouth twitches briefly as he revels in your fear.

“Do you know why I’m here?”

You shake your head “no”.

“I’m gonna tell you but you’re gonna freak out.”

Pangs of fear rack your frame.

“Does that mean you’re going to hurt me?”

He chuckles darkly.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, sweetheart. I just wanna pump that belly of yours full of cum. Can you be a good boy and let me do that?”

Feebly, you nod, unsure of the man looming above you. He leans down, unhooking you from the chain binding you to the concrete below.

“Are you gonna behave for me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

He pats your cheek lightly. “Good boy.”

The cell door slides open swiftly in his hands, he peers back at you, ushering you forward. A long narrow corridor, filled with cell doors, one’s just the one that had been holding you mere moments ago.

His hand holds yous and he leads you, gripping you fiercely. His skin is soft, too soft for someone who does what he does, you whimper upon contact. The two of you arrive at a new room, all the way at the end of the hall, what must have been a cell, converted now to reflect his desires. The space is fresh, new.

“I made this just for you.” He says, as if it’s a gesture of affection.

The room, instead of barren, sits filled with a bed, a plush king, but that is not what catches your eye. No, instead you focus on the bearings, prepared to strap you to the thing, leather and silk in here instead of the cold, rusted iron of your former cell.

He seethes quietly behind you, only speaking up after the silence is broken by another prisoner’s scream.

“Say, ‘thank you’, pet.” His teeth are gritted now, his hold on you becoming painful.

“T-thank you, sir. I love it.” He leans down, plants a gentle kiss upon your scalp.

“Good boy. Strip for me.”

You oblige him, slowly taking the dressings he provided you and tossing them to the floor. He looks at you, fully exposed now, as if you were prey.

“You are a delicacy, you know that?” He is brutal, that is a given, but his tender moments balance the scales.

“Lay back for me, darling.”

How could you deny him? On the bed, he adjusts the cuffs on both your hands and ankles gently, careful not to tighten them too much.

“Is it alright?”

“Yes, sir.”

He takes your chin in his hand.

“I promise to be gentle, pet. I just want to make love to you.”

Kissing down your body now, finding his way to your pussy, he licks gently at first, then all at once attacks your clit, sending you into near shock. Your hips buck, he holds them down, feasting on you. Your hands, bound, have nothing to grab. Nails dig into your very palms as pain starts to mix into pleasure. You’re begging now, begging to cum, of course, he allows, flicking his tongue rapidly on your sensitive bud, raising his pupils to stare you down as your orgasm washes over you.

Him crawling over you, allowing your mind to register his presence above you; menacing and dominant. He leans in, forcing his hot breath to seep over the nape of your neck as he whispers in your ear.

“Gonna breed you, puppy. Gonna make you swell up with my bastards again and again and again until you’re fuckin’ useless. It’s all you’re good for, anyway.”

He pulls away, smugly, a smirk gracing his lips.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you, sweet boy?”

Clouded with lust, knowing there is no other choice, you nod feverishly.

A soft kiss to your temple.

“Good slut.”

He thrusts unexpectedly into your hole unabashedly, a squeal escapes your throat involuntarily. His pace is fast and rough, unsteady like bursts of fireworks. The headboard bangs the wall threateningly.

“F-Fuck, baby boy, you’re so fuckin’ tight. Like a damn vice. Such a sweet fuckin’ cunt. So warm and wet.”

Your body fights the restraints, desperate to hold onto him, they do not budge. Steve continues inside you, adding his thumb to your clit, rubbing circles, and whispering praises in your ear.

“Gonna be so pretty, baby. Oh, God. Hmm, fuck. Just like that, puppy. ‘M so close. Want you to cum right with me. Can you do that for me?”

You whine in response, and he understands, cumming deep in your fertile womb, filling you up.

“Oh, fuck. Shit.”

Blissed out, he stays in you, waiting for the moment to pass, and when it does, he pulls a plug from the side table to fill the hole he no longer occupies. He pulls a pillow as well, propping up your hips and covering you with the blanket, but leaving you bound by your restraints.

Before leaving, he turns to you with a small, delighted smile.

“I’ll be back in a bit to try again, okay, pup?”

You smile right on back, accepting that maybe, just maybe, this is where you are meant to be.

[mutual-monsters]

Masterlist 🩸

This is where my masterlists live :3

Banner is orginally by @/maysdigitalarts, altered by me

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Richie Kirsch

Seb Stan characters

Bucky Barnes

Lee Bodecker

Steve Kemp

Misc.

Bo Sinclair

Joe Goldberg

Travis Hackett

Kinktober 2022

Special note: all of my fics are inherently written with a plus-sized reader in mind; whether you choose to read them as such or not is up to you, but it will always be my intention.

[mutual-monsters]

Steve Kemp masterlist 🩸

Banner is orginally by @/maysdigitalarts, altered by me

Smut is marked by a 🌶️

little one, you got me staring odd

steve with a reader and their protective parents

oh, how the mighty fall in love 🌶️

Special note: all of my fics are inherently written with a plus-sized reader in mind; whether you choose to read them as such or not is up to you, but it will always be my intention.