#steve rodgers x you

[1800jjbarnes]

◇ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟕: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◇

A Gift To You

【Synopsis】 : Your sweet boyfriend wanted to share a soft moment with you. But your neediness had other plans. So he decided to take matters into his own hands.

『W.C』 :  915

-> Genre: Ceo Au. Suggestive. Fluff.

Pairing: CEO!Steve x F.Reader 

[Warnings] : Teasing. Clit stimulation. Clit play. Thigh riding. Humping. Some use of fingers. Pet names. Vibrating panties.

Masterlist | Kinktober List

There were two simple rules you had to obey whenever you were in the office with Steve. One, always sit on his lap or couch, wherever he could have contact with your body. And two stay quiet unless told otherwise. You see, your lover boy was a very busy man, and normally, if you came over to his work space, it was to drop off food or simply be in his company. But this time, you had headed over to his dimly lit office for another reason. A reason you would normally wait until he was home to ask for. But tonight was different. Tonight, you needed him so badly that you felt like you were going to combust.

So here you sit, perched so quietly on his lap while his fingers click on a keyboard behind you on the desk, and his other hand rakes the mouse at a vigorous pace. You tried to be still and not disturb him, but you couldn’t help but just re-adjust yourself every so often. Wiggling your hips side to side, raking your hands along his shoulders. You were losing willpower fast, and Steve seemed to take notice.

But he wanted to tease you a bit, or in this case, torture you a little. He loved seeing you squirm and become all shy when asking for what you wanted. And in this situation, he, too, was craving for the perfect attention. He quickly went back to touching up the emails he made before closing down everything.

He paused for a moment, thinking back at the way you stomped into the room in your cute little outfit he had bought for not long ago, huffing for cuddles―even though he knew you wanted more than a simple hug―. He thought of a new idea, one that would get you begging for him. So as he finished up his work, after what felt like an eternity. He could finally give his attention to you. “I wanna show you something.” His deep voice suddenly caught your attention, leaning up to see what he wanted.

He leant over to his draw on his desk to pull out a remote.

His smirk never fell from his face as he adjusted himself on the chair so you would only sit on one of his thighs. you didn’t notice the sudden position, thinking it was nothing more than him trying to be comfortable. But when he pressed a button on the little pink remote, you knew the filth he had done.

He had asked you to wear this new lingerie set for him, and you thought nothing about it. But little did you know, the panties we vibrating ones.

His hands dance around your hips as you close your eyes to bask in the music around you. He took this moment to lift up your skirt seeing your pink panties wet against his dark jeans. You didn’t even notice him pull your skirt up until his thumb made contact with your clit making the vibrationhit you harsher. “Like the gift huh?”

Your eyes snap open, locking with his in a second. Your brows scrunched, gulping slightly at the sensation. His free hand gripped your hips tightly, pulling you back, then forth, in a way that sends pleasure through your system. “Show me how much you like them.”

You start grinding your hips without the need of Steve, bracing yourself on his shoulders. Your little pants started to fill the room alongside the low-based song. You could feel your pussy clench around nothing as your humps got quicker. His thumb didn’t move off it’s spot, letting you use not only his thick thigh but his large thumb for stimulation alongside the low vibration. Eyes rolling back, you found the perfect pace, losing yourself trying to reach your climax. Steve could tell you were going to come any second so without another moment his lips latched onto your neck, sucking a hard purple mark along your jugular that you are going to have to explain to your friends tomorrow.

“S-stev—, Fuck…” Your brain was in scrambles, and you couldn't get even a single sentence out before moaning or whimpering soon after. You were so close just a little further, your grinding so harsher and harsh, needing the blissful release, and when Steve clenched his thigh, you lost it. Coming so hard, you saw stars. He finally moved his hand away from your clit, letting you exhale a shaky breath. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you close into a tight embrace. He switched the vibration off shortly afterwards, now bringing silence into the room, with slightly panting and heavy heartbeats.

“So I’m assuming you liked the gift.” He asked, making you giggle sightly before leaning up to kiss his cheek with a goof smile painting both your and his features.

“Yes, I love it…”

[pixiexdusts-world]

Incorrect quote

Bucky: What does ‘take out’ mean?

Steve: Food.

Sam: Date.

Natasha: Murder.

Y/n: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU’RE NOT A COWARD!

[louwaffles]

Y/N: Steve, I love you. You are the only one who’s been able to melt my cold heart. 

Steve: I know and I love you too—

Y/N: You’re the kindest and sweetest boyfriend in the—

Steve: Babe, what did you do?

Y/N: Nothing—

Steve: What did you—

*Loud explosion outside and ground shakes*

[shymeow]

hmmmm any one of ur favs being a cg and taking you paci shopping, them holding you in their arms and helping you pick your paci,,, and while yall are out, you were so good! you get a new toy as a reward! dada/mama taking you to the toy aisle and telling you to pick one, them just showing you all the different toys and you're just so excited!!! so many options, dada/mama will help! "you can choose between these two baby"

Ooooh this is so sweet !!!!!! Absolutely in love with cg with this vibes yesssss !

𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐬 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 . . !

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rodgers x fem ! lil ! reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (?): Pacifiers and public spaces (it's just the store, no one interacts with you both, but it's just to be safe). If I missed any, pls warn me !

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You were sooo well behaved while out buying pacis that dada allowed you to choose between toys !!

"C'mon sweetie, choose between them." Steve was with two toys, a mini strawberry kitchen and a strawberry cutie dresser both that you couldn't decide between, but Steve was patient just letting you decide which one you wanted.

"Bu' daddy they too cute!! Can' decide.." You put your little hands in your eyes, not wanting to decide between the toys in daddy's hands.

"Oh sweetie I know is hard to choose, but you need to choose just one, okay?"

"... 'Mkay ..." You looked at them again, passing two difficult minutes to decide between them. "Can I get dis?" You pointed at the strawberry kitchen.

"Yes we can baby. That's it, it wasn't so hard hm? If you stay being a good girl maybe I'll give you the cutie dresser, yeah?" You clapped hands happily at his words, happily walking to the cashier while daddy tried to hold the whole box of the mini kitchen.

"Fank ou daddy!" You kissed your daddy's cheek, he letting out a smile contently.

"You're very welcome, sweetie."

[thewriterg]

𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨

pairing(s); steve rodgers x gn!reader, captain america x villain!reader

summary; You were a villian he was a hero it wasn’t going to work but Steve begged to differ —angstober day; 13—

word count; 200ish

warning(s); arguing, heart break, blurb, pet names, vampire reader, and language

A/n:—GIFs; @miserable-sarah & @possession1981— something short because I’m not at home

You drunk against the skin cells of a human your eyes peering up at the dirty blonde who stood in front of you his blue eyes glaring into yours while you held eye contact with Americas hero your smirk showing no remorse in your actions your eyes crimson veins traveling u see your eyes

“You can’t keep doing this Y/n!” Steve scolded you as you dropped the man you were feeding from dead before he hit the floor you stood to the shield wielding man with a tilt of you head before you spoke

“This is in my nature Captain, this is how I survive” You reminded and he sucked in a sharp breath at the fact his instinct telling him to end this to take you and turn you but his heart simply didn’t allow it

“I love you Y/n but there other alternatives to this,” He stretched an arm out to the scene of the dead body in your living room as you sighed you knew he would try it sooner or later

“We’ve had a good run Rodgers” You sighed patting the man on the cheek as his mouth went agape falling into that ‘o’ shape you often looked at in the comfort of your bedroom on top of his hips

“W-what this doesn’t have to to be over! Come on darling this isn’t over, you’re going to let a misunderstanding destroy us?” He tried to reassure himself more than he tried to reassure you his head spinning in different ways

“My heart can’t beat for you since it’s stop beating”

©2023 thewriterg spooktober do not copy, translate, or modify.

[sunnylands-world]

Breakfast

Board inspired by the one I saw @fvckinghenrycavill do

Pairing: husband Chris Evans x fem reader

Summary: just fluff you making Chris breakfast Bring it to him after he's been working all morning

Word count: 701

Warnings: none!

A/n: I had to write the sexist man alive a fic because I absolutely adore him

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|fluffy content ahead|~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You had been sitting on the sofa in you and Chris's shared house looking out the open doors letting in the sunlight. Your place was mostly made of wood. You found it comforting to look out and see the tall green trees, your Christmas tree was one of them. It stood tall decorated with the ornaments you had hung up with Chris's help of course. You were so excited when he had brought it home. You had grown quite bored after a few hours since Chris was working on a project and the dogs were resting in there beds near the door. It wasn't that you were neglected by Chris, you just missed his attention.

You couldn't for the life of you understand why they'd given your husband a job around Christmas anyway. You had just been in his office checking in on him from time to time. He was deeply concentrated on what he was doing, so much so that he didn't move his eyes to look your way when you entered. You understood he was busy so left to give him space; that was over an hour ago and you couldn't help but worry a bit since he hadn't come down to eat but you really didn't want to disturb him while he was working. It made you a bit anxious, though Chris wasn't the type to blow a fuse if you did go talk to him, that was just how you were. You sat for a moment debating on whether or not you should go ask him to come eat but you quickly shut the questions out; you are his wife! you could make him food.

You nodded as If confirming it as you made your way to the kitchen. "Eggs and bacon are fine" you mumbled, pulling the carton and pack from the fridge, reaching for a pan and throwing the items on the stove. Chris was typing away on his computer when the smell filled the space. He looked up for a second, had you been cooking yourself something he thought while looking over his laptop. "Good she remembered to eat" he said to himself and went back to work content with the fact that you were taking care of yourself. A few hours passed while you cooked everything before plating it. You decided half way through to make hot chocolate with a candy cane resting in the mug, a few marshmallows floating on the steaming liquid as you carried the plate up the steps to him.

You pushed the door all the way open admiring your husband and how attractive he looked, focused on his task before knocking as lightly as you could with the food in your hand."Chris" you called softly and he looked up at the sound of your voice, a warm smile on his face at the sight of you. "Oh honey, you made me breakfast," he said, reaching for you as you walked to him, you nodded. "I wasn't sure if you'd want to come down so I made it and brought it to you" you say as you sit it down. "and you made hot chocolate!" He beamed, causing you to giggle while nodding. Chris had always been so adorable to you, he had a child like nature to him at times that never failed to melt your heart.

"You're the best. I wouldn't know what to do without you angel" he said, pulling you in his lap as he pressed kisses to your entire face, his beard tickling your skin making your nose scrunch up. He pulled back, blue ocean eyes looking at you with adoration and love. You smile at him, the look reminding you of the first time you saw him. He looked at you like you held the stars and the moon in your grasp. "I love you" he said in a haze, taking in your beauty like a fine art piece as his eyes searched your face. Your eyelashes flutter as the familiar butterflies and heart ache feeling fills you. You kiss him gently as you cup his face letting your eyes shut, his lips move with yours passionately. "I love you more" you say, pulling back.

[notinthislife50]

Chapter 7 - Breakfast

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“So?” Bucky asked “Would you like to come down for breakfast or do you want me to bring something up for you?”

“I really should try and make an effort” you smiled.

After you had dressed Bucky held out his arm “Ready?” he asked.

“Not at all” you stated,  grabbing his elbow and letting him lead you down to the kitchen.

As you approached the kitchen you could hear the voices coming from within.  You felt your breath catch in your throat and you stopped. 

“Hey, we don't have to do this “Bucky tried to comfort you.

“I want to” you replied “I need to” you tried to calm your breathing.

As you entered the room Wanda exclaimed “Y/n thank goodness you’re here I could do with the help “

“You don't have to go “Bucky whispered.

“It’s okay” You squeezed his arm gently, but if I scratch the tip of my nose you better come save me” you whispered as you walked away, and all he could do was chuckle as you walked away.

As you walked towards Wanda she hugged you tightly “Making pancakes for this lot is exhausting she laughed “ but I wouldn’t have it any other way” She smiled.

“You do this every day?” you asked in disbelief.

“Oh no” she laughed “Twice a month,  we try and get together as a team and believe me that’s enough”

As you and Wanda worked together in the kitchen you glanced over to Bucky who seemed to be having some kind of disagreement with Steve. But your thoughts were cut off when Wanda examined “I think we have finally made enough for everyone” she smiled at you.

You helped her bring everything over to the table and the whole team settled down.

Bucky saved a seat between him and Steve and as he bit into a pancake he leaned into you “Doing okay doll?”

“I’m okay James,” you said lowly.

“You know y/n,  these are some of the best pancakes I have had,” Steve said, making you blush.

“Thank you, Captain Rodgers,” you said quickly not entirely sure what was happening.

“Steve please” he smiled down at you.

As breakfast finished you felt overwhelmed and made your way to Wanda and Nat

“I’m so sorry,  but I really need to go” you whispered.

They looked at you concerned and releasing your social battery had run low they shouted to the rest of the team, “Right,  Wanda and Y/n made breakfast so everyone else is on cleaning duty” Then they each linked an arm and walked you to your room.

“I’m so sorry“ you began.

“Nope you don’t get to say that,  you did such a great job today,  it’s gonna take time“ Nat replied nudging you and smiling.

The three of you sat in your room chatting for a while,  then came a knock on the door.

“Come in” Nat shouted.

Bucky cautiously opened the door, “Hey just wanted to make sure you were okay,  but I see you in good hands” As he went to leave Wanda shouted to him “Hey Buck,  Nat and I have some things to do you want to sit with our girl here”

he looked at you looking for reassurance. When you nodded and smiled at him, he quickly replied “Of course” his eyes never leaving yours, matching your smile.

Nat nudged you and laughed “We are so talking about this later”

When they left he plopped himself down on your bed “So what we watching doll?”

“I’m thinking Jason and the Argonauts “ you replied “What do you think?”

“Perfect” he answered and lay on the bed beside you.

As you settled in a knock came at the door and you looked at Bucky surprised.

“Who is it?” he asked.

“Steve” came the answer and Bucky groaned “What do you want punk?”

“James” you scolded”

Steve opened the door showing a bottle of wine and a few glasses “I heard you were watching a movie thought I could bring refreshments”

“Of course” you smiled and he made himself comfortable on the bed handing you each a glass.

“Are you sure?” you asked.

“What do you mean, Are we sure what?” Steve asked looking very confused.

You lowered your head, realising what you had done.

“I’m sorry” you replied quietly “just habit I guess” hoping they wouldn’t ask any more questions.

“Doll,  what is it?” Bucky softly asked squeezing your thigh lightly “You can tell us.”

“I just always needed permission to drink alcohol,” you said feeling so embarrassed and ashamed.

“Well you don’t need permission from us” Steve replied trying to make you feel better but you could tell there was an underlying hint of anger there. 

“Sorry,” you replied,  annoyed you had made him angry.

“Y/n we could never understand what you went through or what John did to you but we never want you to apologise to us just for asking a question, Am I clear?”

“Yes Captain Rodgers” you nodded lightly.

Steve leaned down so he could whisper in your ear “You know Y/n  if you keep calling me Captain Rodgers I’m not going to be responsible for what happens next” he smiled mischievously at you. All you could do was swallow and nod and let your imagination decide what he meant.

Steve sat up “ Right are we ready to watch this movie and he poured the wine into the glasses.

“Thank you Steve this is very sweet” you smiled up at him.

“No problem at all princess “ he replied squeezing himself up against your side making you very aware you were now trapped between the two men..... WAS IT ALWAYS THIS HOT IN THE ROOM.

[charg3rs0ck3t]

Random story prompts:

Period scare

Steve Rodgers x fem!reader.

(Name): “Hey! Sorry, I bled through your sheets last night.. I washed them though!”

Steve: “Don’t worry about it sweetheart!”

(Name): “so.. you’re not angry..?”

Steve: “No, why would I be? What are you apologising for anyways, it’s natural isn’t it?”

(Name): “Natural? I don’t know, do normal people bleed through the sheets at night?”

Steve: “Yeah, I thought all women got their period?”

(Name): [laughs and pats a large bandage on their waist] “Oh! No I’m not on my period! Bucky just stabbed me during training yesterday!”

Steve: [Angry as shit, storming towards a slowly retreating Bucky] “He did fucking what?!?!”

[artficlly]

face the music (masterlist)

Music College Marvel AU

!frat!musician!bucky x !frat!musician!steve x !musician!femreader

You are a scholarship student at Stark's College of Music. After accidentally showing up the college's elite group with your singing at the Annual Showing. They aren't happy with you, nor are you with all the extra unwanted attention. But you can't help but notice that two of the school elite - Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers - have taken a particular interest in you.

This fic includes a lot of heavy past abuse and the healing journey from that, theres a lot of feminine rage sprinkled in between but please read at your own risk!

main masterlist

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven

[sunnydaisy1]

Steve drabbles (1) -sorority girls-

STEVE ROGERS X F!READER

A/N: I’m kind of loving the idea of loads of steve drabbles in like one college au type thing- idk why but college!steve just makes me die. I also have not posted any work for literally almost 2 years lol. 

Summary: Nat has persuaded you to get Steve to convince some sorority girls to help with the art department bakesale (warnings: objectifying men lol)

You look down at your phone as you walk past the athletics centre, the time reading 7.47 am, and roll your eyes, mumbling frustrations at the godforsaken early hour, wishing you had grabbed a coffee before leaving.

Nat owed you big time for this and she can bet you’d be cashing in on that coffee later from her in the largest size possible.

She had come to you a week ago, asking for help over recruiting more people to help with the bake sale the art department was running.

She’d already managed to convince Bucky, Sam and Steve to sign up, a surprisingly easy task after trading them a burrito each from Taco Bell. Wanda and yourself were already a given, the 3 of you having been roomates for over 2 years.

Then, a day ago she had burst into your room, throwing herself dramatically on your bed, medical textbooks lying scattered around her head and lamented about the bake sale still being majorly understaffed- not a surprising turn of events since the art department consisted of about 5 senior students. She had then somehow concocted a plan to get some sorority girls to help, convincing you to talk Steve into persuading the girls who always do yoga near the sports track to help. She’d stated ‘one quick flash of those abs and pearly whites and they’ll be lapping out of his hand’.

You knew she was right- Steve’s adonis physique and glowing personality meant he was a bit of a god to the girls on campus. You had then complained about why you had to be the one to do it, and why Nat couldn't ask Steve herself. She had simply shot you a slightly menacingly mischievous grin and patted your head as you frowned at her, “Because dear y/n, Steve is like a lost puppy that would simply follow you to the ends of this earth.”

That was why you were trekking through the athletic grounds at a miserable time, hands pulled up into your sweatshirt sleeves. You rounded the corner and into the field where the track was located, knowing Steve had texted you he’d be here doing his morning training. You spotted him across on the other side, sporting a grey sports shirt and black shorts. How he had the energy every morning to put himself through this torture you didn’t know.

You walked to the brick building a little further along where Steve had dumped his stuff and put your hand above your eyes so you could scan the rest of the track, locating the group of lululemon clad sorority girls with their yoga mats spread out.

Steve soon slowed down beside you and you handed him his water bottle, “Morning Steve.”

He grinned before squirting some water into his mouth. “Morning y/n.” You tried to hold onto the annoyance surrounding the abandoning of your warm comfy duvet but felt it dissipate as his blue eyes met yours.

“Okay so clarify this to me again” he started, “you want me to go and flirt with the sorority girls to convince them to do Natasha’s bakesale?” The tone of his voice was laced with doubt, and you squinted up at him. “Yes. Well not me, Nat. According to her they'll be indefensible against your charm.” You held up air quotes around the last part and Steve's grin got even bigger.

“Okay, fair.” He paused for a second, eyes flicking over to the target before looking down at himself, “Are you sure I shouldn't change, I’m a little gross right now.”

“Adds to the charm.” You stated, patting Steve's upper arm and hating how you acknowledged the hardness of it. Steve's lips twitched with amusement at your comment, placing his water back in his bag. “Okay then.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “When you get over there just like lift your shirt up or something and wipe your face with it. Flex a bicep here or there and we’ll be all set.” Steve watched you with a grin and crossed his arms over his chest, “I know how to flirt y/n.”

“I'm sure you do Stevie just tips ya know, I've seen the way Bucky flirts sometimes.” You say, shrugging in a faux nonchalantly manner.

Steve gives you a look before his eyes flick to something beside your head. You furrow your brow as his hand reaches up and he takes a step forward, a waft of musky sandalwood drifting over you. He pulls something out of your hair and tucks it behind your ear, looking straight into your eyes.

Your heart has picked up to a million miles a minute, a familiar feeling around Steve. His eyes have a sort of twinkle to them and he winks, leaning back and stretching up, linking his hands above his head, “you had something in your hair.” he simply states and you feel your eyes flick down to the strip of skin Steve has exposed from his shirt riding up, the god like abs Nat was talking about peeking from underneath and you swear you see them flex slightly before you rip your eyes back to Steve's face. He had a triumphantly smug look and you feel your face redden further as you realise what he's done and give him a shove, “I hate you.”

Steve chuckles and shoots you another heart wrenchingly gorgeous smile, not helping your flustered state to decrease. “No you don't. Anyway, why do I have to be the one to do this? Why can't you ask them?”

“Objectifying men.” You beam up at him and he wrinkles his nose.

He rolls his eyes and sighs, starting to walk away from you cheekily saluting “You're lucky I'd do anything for you.”

Your stomach lurches at his statement, the words echoing Nat's previous comment and making your heart ache just a little more.

Steve does a few jumping jacks before jogging over to the girls. You roll your eyes at his actions, squinting as you watch him. The girls instantly perk up at they spot him and a few adjust their sports bras and leggings. You snort at that and observe as Steve talks to them, moving his hands around a bit. The girls are all nodding their heads and giggling, making your brow crease a little and stomach sink slightly.

Then, you watch closely as he pulls the trick you said, lifting his shirt up to wipe his face and you swear you can feel the pheromones euxding from the girls as he does so. You squint as a brunette places her hand on Steve’s bicep and he throws his head back with laughter, clutching his chest. Your mouth downturns slightly, and you pull your eyes away from the scene to look at the notification from Nat.

Nat: hope your enjoying oggling steve ;))

You huff and start furiously typing, conveying to Nat how dearly she owed you for this. A shadow comes over your phone and you look up, Steve picking his bag up.

“They agreed to do it and said they’d bake some bits to bring.” He states with a slight frown.

“A job well done.” You say, patting him on his shoulder as he walks with you out of the athletic field.

“I feel dirty.” He grumbles, “like a piece of meat.”

You laugh at that and he watches you with a slight smile twitching on his lips “Time for coffee?” He asks, pulling out his own phone, eyes focused on his screen as you look at him.

“Fuck yes,” You say, “we can even get a juice for you.” Steve grins as that, nudging your arm with his.

[afrogirl3005]

Somethings Coming

[1800jjbarnes]

◇ 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 : 𝐂𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱 - 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◇

Gloomy Days

【Synopsis】 : A trip turned sour due to a storm. But luckily, Steve knows just the thing in turning this gloomy day into a more steamy one.

『W.C』 :  1.07k

-> Genre: Fluff. Slice of slice. Smut

Paring: Boyfriend!Steve x F.Reader  

[Warnings] : Swearing. Petnames (Stevie, Peach, Baby). Making out. Steve got big dick energy. Riding. Hand job-ish. Unprotected sex (that's a no, no).

Masterlist | Navigation | Kinktober 2023 list.

The rain poured heavily as the hot summer day out turned quickly into a stormy stay-at-home kind of day. You and Stev ran without a second thought as soon as the first drop of water hit your forehead, spilling down your cheek. Once you finally made it to Steve's car, he opened the boot to let you crawl in haste. He soon followed you once he had finished poorly folding the picnic blanket, and when you say folded, it was more scrunched up and thrown onto one of the car's back seats.

“Well, today was not what I planned.” Steve huffed, feeling disappointment riddle his mind. This was your six-month anniversary date, and he had planned to make the none other than special. But what he didn’t expect was to be soaked head to toe in buckets of water. 

“It’s okay, I still had fun.” You chimed in with a big smile still plastered on your face. You were cuddled up to him, with your legs dangling out of the car, all the while watching a little water stream starting to form in front of you. “We can still continue the fun here.” Your words got caught in your throat as blush taints your plump cheeks, suddenly recalling back just before the storm set in and you and Steve were peacefully making out on a picnic blanket in the middle of nowhere. He smirked ear to ear, finding your words rather dirty, even though they mostly had an innocent intent. You were just talking about the softness of the date, not the… other stuff.

He didn’t say anything in response to you. Instead, he turned his whole body, pushing you down in the back of his large car boot. His hand rested on the back of your head while he urged you to lay down, letting your head hit the floor with a huff. His lips latch onto yours in seconds, biting and sucking a moan out of you. you bucked your hips up, feeling his knee push slightly against your clothed core. Your body began to crave him, no longer feeling cold from the rain, but rather annoyed the your wet clothes were blocking his way. 

“Stevie…” your whimpers were music to his ears. Pulling away, his breath hitched, seeing your glossed expression. You are perfect in every way to him, your voice, your personality, your body. You. He was whipped, hooked on your love, and wanted nothing more than you make you his every day, at every hour, and every moment he could. 

He’s addicted.

“Don’t worry, Peach, I got you.” His deep voice swoons you as his large fingers curl into the fabric of your clothing, promptly pulling and tuging until the material falls off your body. Your wet skin scratched against the floor but you couldn't care less at that moment, all you cared about was Steve's cock deep inside you. His fingers danced around your clit, feeling your slick already soaking your cunt and thighs from the earlier make-out session. 

“I can’t wait just…please…” You were growing impatient, and the way you were laying down was starting to make your body ache. So without another moment, Steve pulled down his pants, letting his cock spring free. He was about to lift your legs when you pushed on his chest slightly, making him sit down so his back would lean against the car seat. He was confused at your sudden boldness, Never have you ridden him before so this was new. But he’d be lying if he said this wasn’t the hottest thing he had ever seen. 

You, naked and soaked. Hair messy and making up running. All the while, you were crawling to take a seat on his lap. He must have died and went to heaven. Your legs sat on either side of his thick thighs. Your eyes never leaving his as you reach down for his cock, stroking the shaft in a harsh couple of pumps. His groans went straight to your core, feeling pride pool in the pit of your stomach. 

“You gonna ride me, baby?” He growls, gripping your hips, tugging you towards him in one movement. You just giggled at his dirty words, feeling his tip slide along your slit. Your smile quickly turned down, while your brows crossed, notioning his cock to easily slip inside you. “That’s it Peach. Take what’s yours.”

You quickly ground yourself, moving your hips at a steady pace. Back and forward. Up and down. Your arms wrapped around his neck, pushing your breast against his chest. His pants grew heavier as your moans grew louder. You were both desperate, lost in one another to the point neither of you cared that the door of the boot was still wide open. Thank god Steve picked a secluded place. 

“Stevie please….nghh.” Your slurred moans called for Steve, making him wrap his hand on the back of your neck, pulling your face out of the crook of his. You were drooling, with the most beautiful fucked out expression Steve could have ever seen. Fuck, he wanted to bust a nut then and there from your face alone. He knew you were close to cumming and he wanted, no, needed you to cum before him. He needed to feel your clench around him while your juices painted his cock. So he planted his feet down, bringing his knees up before helping you thrust deep, hard and fast inside you. 

Your body falls limp as he lets go of your neck so he can grip your hips with power. You called his name over and over like a broken record, clenching around him harshly as you came undone. His movements didn't faltered though, as he chased his own high. And after a couple more thrusts he felt himself snap, spilling his cum deep inside your soaked puffy pussy.

His thrusts became sloppy until they stopped altogether. He could feel your heartbeat racing against his chest while your breathing matched his. You stayed like that for a while, sitting in silence as Steve rubbed shapes into your lower back lovingly. You opened your eyes for a moment and noticed the rain had stopped, and the sun was beginning to shine through the gloomy clouds. A smile caught your features at you thought, Maybe today didn’t go completely as planned, but it still was a great day nonetheless.

[pixiexdusts-world]

Incorrect quote

Y/n: Is having a penis fun?

Sam: It has its ups and downs.

Steve: Sometimes it’s a little hard.

Bucky: It’s a pain in the ass.

Natasha: Oh, Jesus, fuck, guys, come on.

[misaverawrites]

Little Talks (Steve Rogers x Reader)

tags: romantic getaway, iron man 2 spoilers, the reader is a normal person, neighbors-to-lovers (implied), the reader has she/her pronouns, referred to as a girl, Steve and Tony are begrudging friends, Tony snark, AU-Everything is happy, Steve's old lol.

summary: a man out of time, a woman out of her depth. seems like a perfect match for a getaway.

a/n: it’s my birthday!! thank you all for 900 followers!

You didn’t know what you were getting into when you’d agreed to coffee with Steve Rogers, who’d been your neighbor and gym partner for a short while. It was little things at first, paparazzi cameras when you two would go out, long stretches of time where he’d drop off of the grid. Then, when you two had confirmed your relationship, you’d become something of a celebrity, much to your own chagrin.

You'd been simply bombarded by friends, family, and strangers, and all you wanted now was to escape it all, just for a few days. S.H.I.E.L.D seemed to have had the same idea, however.

You heard a soft knock at the door, and you rushed to the door, looking through the peephole, and there stood Steve, the only face you wanted to see right now.

"Hey," He gave you a smile that made you feel all melty inside, "I am here to take you into custody." He joked, taking your hand, you rolled your eyes, interlocking your fingers with his. 

“What about my stuff?” You ask him and he shakes his head, “Leave it, SHIELD said something about your IB address… whatever that is.” You shake your head, smiling to yourself, “IP address, Steve.” He nods, “Same thing.” You giggle, as he takes your body, holding you close and closing your door quickly, the door locking behind the two of you.

“Where are we going?” You ask him and he shakes his head, “You’ll like it, it was Stark’s idea.” With a million questions bouncing in your head, you and Steve discreetly duck into a black van with blacked-out windows, the description of an absolutely suspicious vehicle.

The van drives for a little while, and you and Steve sit in the back, leaning against one another. It’s quiet, no radio, no people, just the two of you. His hand sits on your hip, a comforting presence.

Suddenly the car stops and there’s a knock on Steve’s side of the car door, a signal to open it, which Steve does. He steps out of the car, then offers his hand to you, helping you out of the vehicle.

“Captain,” You hear a voice addressing Steve as he helps you out of the car, after you get out of the car, you look up to see the owner of the voice, Tony Stark. Oh, shit. “I hope you enjoy the little romantic getaway, courtesy of Stark Industries, you know all of that fun stuff, just honestly, hope it makes you a little bit less uptight, but I sincerely doubt it.” Steve shakes his head at the billionaire, “Thanks for the vacation spot, Stark.” Tony simply smiles at the two of you, “Enjoy yourselves!” He chuckles a bit as you both step into the quinjet.

The door of the quinjet closes as you hear the hangar door open from outside, the power of the jets overwhelms you momentarily, their noise overpowering for only a moment until Steve places large headphones over your ears, and then a pair over his.

It feels like a movie, this just doesn’t happen to normal people, right? Super soldiers just don’t fall in love with normal people like you, but this one did. That thought brings a warmth to your chest, Steve Rogers loves you, he loves you so much that he and SHIELD were willing to work together to get the both of you out of the public eye for just a little while.

You look over at Steve, who you catch staring at you for just a moment, “What’cha doing, Steve?” He smiles a bit, “Nothing, just… staring at my girl.” He muses lovingly at you, it’s just a perfect moment on top of the many from this day. Then, the quinjet begins to lower its altitude, this thing was fast. Not that you expected any less from the invention of a formerly top-secret government organization.

The door slides open from above you and you find yourself in a hot, summery climate. You laugh a bit, slightly bemused, “What… Is this?” Steve simply smiles, “Apparently, Stark had something of a breakdown a few years ago… Bought this island, Fury found him here at some point, that’s all I know about it, and for the record, you’re not allowed to know much.” You nod, grinning a bit, “Your secret is safe with me, Captain.” He returns your gleeful expression, “Well, Ma’am, I believe we have a vacation to get to.” Taking your hand in his, you began the best week of your life. On Tony Stark’s private breakdown island, with Captain America, Steve Rogers.

You could get used to a lot, but dating Captain America was full of surprises that you’d never get used to. Not that you’d ever want to, life would be much less fun, that’s for sure.

[thatboisus]

yall ever read a fanfic so majestic it completely altered your entire life

[thewriterg]

♡︎𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥♡︎

pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x gn!reader, Steve Rodgers x gn!reader, stucky x reader, avengers x reader

summary: You were Bucky and Steve’s whole word but they couldn’t keep you from crashing down like the old times, while fading away in the battlefield that you singlehandedly owned in the platinum white icy snow forever their snow Angel.

word count: 1.3k+

warning(s): blood, death in detail, angst, violence, Poly relationships, injuries In detail, no happy ending, peak of survivals guilt, reader has powers, tears, pet names, kisses, and language

A/n: —GIFs; @buckysbarnes & @lizzie-olsen— So I’ve been holding out on you guys, because I’m like the biggest angst writer ever and I haven’t written a lot of angst on here so.. preparing you guys for some heartbreaking 2023 content 🤭

You stumbled away from the scene of dead hydra agents surrounding you the pain in you ribs becoming unbearable while the team celebrated their minimal damage victory

You’d had broken ribs plenty of times at least when you were younger and didn’t know the full potential of your powers but even then it didn’t feel like how it felt now in the moment

You clutched your side tight the pressure making you wince you didn’t need to bring your hand to your line of sight to know that a thick crimson would be staining your hands staring back at you

You clutched your side tight the pressure making you wince you didn’t need to bring your hand to your line of sight to know that a thick crimson would be staining your hands staring back at you

Your legs began to falter under your weight but you kept standing anyhow too stubborn to let yourself drop in surrender as you tried to control your breathing and focus on the wound at once to heal

Bucky was the first to notice your disappearance, how could he not you were the woman of the hour after all saving the teams asses like you always did even if you weren’t he would still notice.

Steve feeling a pull on his sleeve looked over to the brunette not expecting you to not to be by his side and couldn’t help but furrow his brows and the look on Bucky’s face just justified the fact

You could see your breath carry away in the cold winds your vision began to blur and sting with tears as result a current of waves pushed against your skin a little to hard and you knees having in a buckled as you tipped over like a tree landing flat on your back the sparkling snow acting as a pillow

You felt like you were taking a really long blink because by the time you opened your eyes again Bucky and Steve sat closely next to you your head propped up on Steve’s lap you were still in Finnland the cold dampness of your suit and the flurries on your eyelashes confirmed the fact

“Hey doll, y-you gotta keep your e-eyes open okay?” It was more a statement than a question while you felt the grip Bucky had on your hands tighten as he tried to ground himself choking back on sobs how couldn’t he not have noticed sooner?

“The team is going to be b-back with quinjet soon I p-promise” You looked up at Steve while he tried to smile at you but it was watery and broken the connection to his cheeks and over his nose was pink and light red half from being the cold weather conditions and the other half from crying

You had never been this bad before and you knew it too

“You know, I love you both so much—” You whispered taking the limited strength you had to free away from Bucky’s hold while he were quick to let you go putting your hands on both of there cold cheeks swiping your thumb under their jaw

“No, no, no you stop that right now. You c-can tell us later, when y-you’re better” Steve protested cutting you off he’d never raised his voice at you Bucky either and he regretted it instantly but… why were you acting as if this was goodbye?

“I love you I do I swear I do. I never loved anyone as hard as I did until you both came along saving my miserable, loveless, void of a life. I want you both to move on, don’t spend your lives wishing go get it just like you’ve always have. I knew what I was signing up for, and I marked that line gladly knowing it would be by your sides.”

There was no holding the tears back now both men were full blown sobbing silently on occasion a sob would escape one of their throats and it broke your heart a little more to the point where you could feel your own tears slide down your cheeks temporarily warming your face

“Please doll not now, not yet. There’s so much shit we haven’t done” Bucky’s wall’s crumbled down as he pressed his head in your sternum your hand falling from his jaw to move to his hair

“I know. But we will another time honey I swear” That’s all it took for Steve to go crashing just along Buck bending his torso so he could press his forehead against yours

“Marry us.” The blonde whispered and you could feel Bucky shake harder against your stomach before the weight of his head lifting from your torso and Steve’s forehead followed lifting from yours

The next thing you knew Bucky had a small black box in your sight of vision with a skinny golden ring two small diamonds on each side surrounding the largest diamond in the middle and if you weren’t crying before you definitely were now

In your peripheral you could see Steve holding his box with a shaky hand to go along with the ring was a golden band with flowers, roses to be exact indented along its sides

“You askin’ me to marry You Barnes, Rodgers?” Despite the pain in your torso you were smiling bright. Brighter than a kid on Christmas morning and the men couldn’t help but produce a watery smile as well

“Sure are.”

“Of course.”

“Yes.” As soon as the response slipped from your lips Steve was the first to grasp on to your hand slipping the band on your finger before gently handing it over to Bucky who did the same with the ring

You couldn’t help but wince at the fact that something so gorgeous and delicate was on your grimy hands but you smiled through the thought nonetheless

Your breath started to get caught in your throat as you coughed trying to clear you airway and it worked temporarily the only reason you were still this responsive was because of your abilities

“Doll you’re the best thing that’s happened to me doll, to us. I can’t believe you’d gave a tin man like me chance” You couldn’t help but giggle and it made the assassins heart flutter in his chest

“You’re the most amazing, beautiful, passionate women I’ve ever met and im so glad I’ve got to be, that I am apart of your life so here’s to my love, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen inside and out” Bucky’s chest hurt as the light in your eyes began to flicker dimming by the second

“You always believed in me when no one did, with or without the shield and I can never explain to you how much you made me the man I am. You’re the only reason I’m the man I am and that’s why it’s so incredible that someone so unforgettable thinks that I’m unforgettable too.” You’re slowing breath began to approach its stop and it seemed as time slowed

“Burry me I-in six inches of s-snow” You whispered

Steve and Bucky’s world crashed and crumbled at the same time your breath stopped. Why couldn’t it be one of them?

Steve sobbed and wailed over your corpse while your lifeless eyes stared back at him as for Bucky silent tears struck down his cheeks as choked on his own sobs almost as if he were punishing himself making himself feel what you did

The once pure white sparkly snow stained crimson with your blood as the two soldiers sobbed and mourned you died in ice cold snow it was almost something angelic about

You were their snow Angel forever and always.