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daffi-990 · 2 months

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Tease Tidbit Tuesday ☕️

Tagged by @bidisasterbuckdiaz @monsterrae1 & @wikiangela. Thank you my dears ❤️

Got some more LA Lonely 🏙️ for you because that’s what the writing beans are feasting on atm.

I wrote Eddie and Buck running into each other again (2nd time post hook up) at a coffee shop and I had to fight the urge not to share the whole damn scene because for some reason I just really like it. So instead have just a small smackerel.

Prev snippet here.

Eddie grabs the door for him and follows him outside and Buck really should get back to the engine because Chim and Hen without the right amount of caffeine and sugar in their systems can quickly become dangerous. But with Eddie’s eyes focused on him he finds his feet unwilling to move.

“I know you have to go and caffeinate the troops,” Eddie wets his lips and Bucks eyes immediately track the movement, “but I just wanted to say it was good to see you. Unexpected, but uh good.”

“Yeah?”

Eddie opens his mouth but the engine horn suddenly blares, startling them both so much that Buck almost drops the coffee in his hands.

“Let’s go Buckaroo!”

Buck contemplates dropping Chim’s coffee and claiming it as an accident.

Eddie chuckles. “I’ll take that as my queue to leave. It really was good to see you Buck.” And then he’s walking away and Buck doesn’t want him to go.

“Eddie!” Eddie pauses and turns around and suddenly Buck’s nervous. Every time he’s extended a hand out to someone he’s even the slightest bit interested in after hooking up with, it’s been left hanging awkwardly in the air or slapped away. But he likes the way Eddie’s smile makes him feel and even if Eddie was just being polite, it couldn’t hurt to be honest, right? “It uh - it was really good to see you too.”

The words are simple but Buck feels like he’s just unfastened a part of his armour and exposed his heart to whatever weapon Eddie is brandishing.

Eddie doesn’t launch an arrow or throw a dagger though, instead he smiles, which is twice as deadly but in a whole other way. His eyes are crinkled from how wide his smile is, canines of full display and it leaves Buck’s heart stuttering.

Bullseye.

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* also sorry if I missed anyone, a lot of people have changed their urls along with icons and my brain is trying her best 🥲

#daffi writes #wip: la lonely #buddie wip #buddie #this fic is from Buck’s POV and I’m just loving writing Eddie who is clearly smitten with Buck #but Buck being Buck .. he doesn’t see it 🙈#like my man Eddie is throwing out heart eyes every time he sees Buck #and this himbo is like ‘I really like this guy but too bad he doesn’t want me’#like come on 😂😂😂

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coryosbaby · 1 year

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thank you for being a leader in the chad meeks martin x ethan landry x reader agenda i literally love you for it

can i have a little imagine/blurb about ethan and the reader using chad for their pleasure? like service top chad is def a thing and because his babes are needy who is he to object <3

You’re welcome 🙈 Ily

You’ve both got Chad tied down on the bed :(( he’s gagged with your panties and you’re riding his cock while Ethan strokes himself over the boys face. His eyes are rolling back, hands moving against the restraints in an attempt to fuck you harder, or push you off; he’s not really sure. He’s already filled up Ethan with his first load, after all. The overstimulation is making him fucked out of his mind.

“Doing so good, daddy.” You praise softly, as his cock fills you. He bucks into you at a rapid pace, and the sight of your tits and Ethan’s cock above him has him in awe. He doesn’t know which one to look at :((

His eyes flutter shut, overwhelmed from the growing fire in his abdomen, but Ethan slaps his cheek and demands he look up at him.

“Let me see those eyes.” He demands, and Chad looks into Ethan’s brown ones. Ethan is grinning, a sadistic look on his face. He yanks your panties out of Chad’s gaping mouth and presses his tip to his lips. Chad tries to push out his tongue. He wants to taste his boy so bad, wants his cock shoved deep down his throat, wants to fuck the boy so hard he cries . And he wants your pussy, wants to rub your swollen little clit and pull on your hair and bend you into unnatural positions with his strong hands.

But this is about what you and Ethan want, not him. So when Ethan tuts, and let’s put a small,“no, daddy”, he tries to pull his tongue back into his mouth as much as he can. He can see Ethan’s balls drawing up. He’s about to cum, and his voice is deep and raspy as he whimpers. He spills deep white ropes all over Chad’s face, coating him in his seed.

Chad gasps, starting to moan and praise the doe eyed boy.

“That’s it. Yeah, good boy. Cum all over daddy’s face..”

The boy is so squirmy at Chad’s words, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Unlike Chad, overstimulation makes him even more excited, if possible. He can go multiple rounds in an hour if he wants to, because the boy is just that needy. Seeing Chad’s mouth full, he takes your panties and stuffs them back into his mouth. He’ll have no choice but to keep himself filled with Ethan’s cum. And then Ethan moves over to you, pressing into you from behind and beginning to rub your clit. You gasp, and your wet little cunt makes a loud gushing sound as you squirt all over Chad’s big cock. Chad mewls, head tilting back, and he orgasms for a second time. Ethan presses kisses to your neck, cock hard again and pressing up against your ass.

“Yeah, that’s good.” His breath is heavy and high pitched, all whiny and sweet, as he rubs your pussy with his whole hand. “Squirt all over daddy, baby. Y’look so pretty…”

And when you come down from your high and Chad’s cock slips out of your stretched hole, you whine as his spend leaks out of you. Chad closes his eyes, catching his breath. But it’s not long until your panties are being taken out of his mouth and he’s being used once again <3 you straddle his face and he cries out, tongue instantly beginning to lap at your folds and lick up his own cum out of you.

And when Ethan settles down onto his cock, it hurts, has his face blushing a deep cherry red and his thighs shaking. But why would he object? You’re both his babies, after all. He just can’t bring himself to say no.

#Chad meeks Martin #Ethan landry #scream #scream iv #scream 6 #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x fem! reader #sub! ethan landry #Sub! reader #Chad meeks Martin x reader #Chad meeks martin smut #Chad meeks martin x fem! reader #Chad meeks martin x Ethan landry x reader #Chad meeks martin x Ethan landry #scream iv smut #dom! Chad meeks martin

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mvltisstuff · 10 months

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Hello! ✨ 🤗 🤗 Thank you for making the request. I loved it. I cried and screamed with emotion 🥺 ✨ thank you, thank you, thank you so much. ✨

And well I had an idea 🙈 you could make an Evan Buckley petition with the song Skyfall by Adele.

Reader is an actress, an actress recognized by Hollywood. Who she is linked to different actors of the moment. Which makes Buck uncomfortable and nervous. Because he believes that their relationship could affect Reader's career. However, he is also afraid to see the harassment reader receives from the press and photographers. So one day, reader unhesitatingly takes him to an award ceremony for one of his films. They both pose for the cameras. Buck wraps her in his arms and doesn't let go of her hand at any moment. He only lets go when she receives the award and the camera points at them both.

And the next day they both learn that they received the name "Hollywood's most powerful couple".

Chim, Maddie and Eddie jokingly name Buck "Hollywood's boyfriend". (well it's just a thought) 🙈

😅 Again, thanks for agreeing to BTR's request. 🤭 🤗✨

skyfall - e.b

summary: request

evan buckley x reader

gif from @catdadeddie

buck sat in his apartment, watching his girlfriend on the tv and the trailer for her new film. if she couldn’t be here with him, he may as well just watch her. it’s not the same, it never would be but it would have to do. he missed her in his arms and just naturally being next to him without a choreographed move or line.

y/n knew buck was at home doing all of this. he’s the only thing on her mind at red carpets. instead, she was miles away at a panel for her movie. she loved her job. she amount of opportunities and gateways to success put her on top. every movie has piled up and showcased her talent, and she loves it.

every job has its downfalls, though. the complete lack of privacy is overwhelming and you can never underestimate the scrutiny of the media. all sections of her life were on display at all times. she only wanted to do what she loved on the movie sets, not have every move dictated by the press.

so, she decided that she and buck would remain low profile. there was no lie that she was in a relationship. y/n didn’t need to hide that she loves someone, but she’s horrified of fucked up people getting involved in bucks life. buck has identical fears. if he and y/n came out with their relationship, people could ruin his life because they’re angry. y/n’s seen with a-list actors every day that people would kill to see a relationship. some of it isn’t just for himself, it’s for her. he first-hand views the harassment and cruelty she gets. he reads it on social media and in the news, reporting every last drop of it. it surfaces a new insecurity in buck, feeling less than the rest because he’s just a regular man.

y/n knows he’s more than that, so that’s enough for him. she honors him more than anyone and his personality and work ethic is admired. it doesn’t matter how much money he makes or what he wants to do with his life because y/n wants every last moment with him.

when the biggest award ceremony of y/n’s career comes up, she thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to bring buck into the light. she wants to brag about him being hers, and show off all of his riveting qualities. she knows there’s not a part of him that doesn’t deserve to be in the spotlight.

she pulled up the the firehouse one time in full disguise. she ripped it all off before running into bucks arms as he lifted her off the ground. he missed her beautiful face that was across the country. his coworkers watched in entertainment as he just beamed whenever he looked at her.

“i missed you so much,” y/n smiles.

“i know, i’m just happy you’re home now,” buck says, keeping his hands placed on her forearms. it’s like the entire world disappeared behind them. every person, every noise, every sense just vanished when looking into the others breathtaking eyes.

“i, uh, need to ask you something,” y/n starts, giving buck a small amount of anxiety, but he knows they can deal with whatever it is together.

“yeah,” he says quickly. “of course, come in here.”

he leads her into a private room and shuts the door. buck moves back over to grab her hand, entwining their fingers together and giving her the support to continue. “what’s going on, baby?”

“the oscars are coming up,” she spits out quickly, and buck doesn’t know if he should be relieved or not. “and i want you to come with me. i know you might think it’s a bad idea, but i’m sick of hiding from everyone and they have nothing against you and me.”

buck laughs softly, continuing to graze her hand with his fingers. she looks up at him with an expression of anticipation and maybe even a little timidity. when she sees the smile creep up on his face, she can’t tell whether it’s an excited one or a mocking one.

“you know i would never miss that for the world, right?” he tells her and she releases a breath, dropping her shoulders and the corners of her mouth pull up. “i don’t care if you’re nominated and win or lose, i’ll be there.”

the days went painfully slow for the rest of bucks team as floods of questions and concerns came their way. he was stalled on what he should wear, what time he should get there, should he get his hair done now or sooner to the date. everyone was ready to put in earplugs at his questions, but at the end of the day, they were more happy for him. they were excited to see him on their tv screens with his perfect match on his arm. they knew buck was made for y/n from the day he met her.

when buck was picked up in the pitch black limo with shaded windows, he felt like the most luxurious man in the world. he was bouncing his leg up and down in the seat, y/n having to put her hand on it to calm him down.

“alright, so,” he begins. “what do i do? do i just stand there or do i pose or-“

“buck!” y/n giggles. “relax, it’s all gonna be ok. you’ll know what to do, trust me. i’ll be there the whole time.”

“i’ve never been on a red carpet before,” he exhales, starting to see the crowd of people outside. “can i hold your hand in there?”

y/n looks at him with gentle eyes, putting out her hand and squeezing his. as she steps out of the car with the help of the guards, buck slips his hand out. when he gets out of the car, he adjusts the buttons on his tux and connects with y/n again.

the walk down the carpet was casual, but also had buck internally panicking. he had never been in a room with so many celebrities at one time. seeing all the hot actors and actresses of the moment was so overwhelming, and whenever they shook his hand he felt like floating. he almost cried when andrew garfield looked in his direction. he was completely mesmerized by the way y/n interacted gracefully with everyone. he knew he had the right girl.

the air became thicker in the venue until the best actress category was called up. each of the names swiped through the massive screens and the names started to echo off the walls. the two actors at the front had the envelope, ready to reveal the name of the winning actress. buck felt the shaking of y/n’s hand, trying to ease her worries of losing, or even winning. some part of him knew that she won even before they called her name.

when he hears the thrilling, “y/n y/l/n in f/n!” on the mics, he jumps out of his seat. he looks at his girl with his jaw to the floor, tears already forming in his eyes. she’s still processing that her name was even called, but just looking at buck brings her back down.

“oh my god,” she whispers once he pulls her in.

“you did it! you fucking did it!” he leans away, cradling her face and giving her a kiss before letting her go up. she almost wishes she could drag him up too, or stay down on the floor with him. “go get ‘em,” he winks.

y/n’s speech ran through her lips quickly, being unprepared as she told the world what she thought. “holy shit,” she breathlessly chuckles. “thank you to everyone who helped me get here today, my family, my parents, my coworkers on this movie. i’m so thankful i even get to be on this stage. the director, greta, you are absolute magic. this is one of the best projects i’ve ever been involved in and- oh my god, why is this timed? but anyway, also evan, i love you more than words and this is all for you!” she blew him a kiss before running of stage, picking up the layers of her dress to show off her new shiny award to him.

flashes of bucks face and y/n’s director came over the screen, making y/n and him the hot topic for the night. fans all over social media were buzzing with excitement, finally getting to see the man who painted the bliss onto y/n. news headlines and tweets were filled with, “y/n y/l/n and her new boyfriend - hollywoods new power couple?”

every time she saw one, y/n smiles brightly and sent it to buck who showed it off to his friends. now, when he sat around the table with y/n or just lay with her in bed, he knew she was more than just some girl. she was the one for him no matter what, and he didn’t need the internets approval to realize that. despite the few hateful people, buck chooses to ignore them completely. they’re not the one laying next to y/n right now.

he faces the teasing from his sister and his best friends about being the new hollywood boyfriend, but as long as he’s y/n’s, that’s all he needs.

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seungisms · 1 year

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recently i have not been able to stop thinking about going down on sub jisung in front of the rest of 3racha. he is shy but still loves the attention. chan and changbin can’t help but touching themselves watching the scene. 3racha has me down bad!!! 🙈

having such severe brainrot rn and i’m blaming you anon !! jisung is all bark and no bite and i can just see him wanting to test your limits, being such an asshole while you were keeping him company in the studio one day - fingers constantly brushing against your plush thighs and pressing his clothed cock against your ass as he ‘cuddles’ you on his lap- and you just get so fed up from his brattiness, not giving him time to realise what was happening before you’re sinking to your knees in front of him, pulling his cock out and taking it into your mouth until he’s practically sobbing out how sorry he was for teasing you. gets so panicked when he hears footsteps near closer to the studio door but makes no effort to push you away, a cute flush taking over his face when he meets the eyes of both chan and changbin standing in the doorway like :o they know they should’ve walked away and acted like nothing happened, should’ve listened to the nagging voice at the back of their heads telling them how wrong it was to get turned on by the sight of you sucking their bandmates cock.

they realise they shouldn’t have closed that door behind them, shouldn’t have sat down on that damn couch and definitely shouldn’t have took their dicks out and fisted it in time with the bobs of your head - desperately wishing they could feel the warm embrace of your mouth engulfing their cocks. but the sight was just too erotic for them to ignore. jisung swears he wants you to stop, begs falling from his lips and tears stinging his eyes from the sheer humiliation of it all but his hips are still bucking up cutely to force himself deeper down your throat, and the others can’t help but chuckle at his reaction, making the poor thing sink further into his chair and hide his tears in his sweater. watching you sloppily suck on your boyfriends dick really gets them going, and it’s chan that makes the first move - tearing you away from jisung before bending you over the studio desk, pressing his bare cock against your clothed pussy and muttering something about how much of a slut you are for getting so turned on from being watched by your boyfriends best friends and you can’t help but whimper at his rough words. you’re just lucky sung doesn’t mind to share <333

#📨 askbox┊anon #hard thoughts

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tizniz · 5 months

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Seven Sentence Sunday

So it's only barely Sunday here, but I'm choosing to share this now because I think I'm going to finish this story today and I sort of want to hype it up 🙈

Here's a snippet of sang to the sea for feelings deep blue (aka cruise ship emergency fic):

Another voice speaks from his other side, but it’s muffled and muggy, and Eddie’s too tired to focus on it. Especially when Buck is right beside him when he shouldn’t be. Even if Eddie is really happy to see Buck. But Buck should be safe, heading home to Christopher, finding out a way to tell Eddie’s son that he has lost another parent. “I’m not going to just ignore him.” Buck snaps to the other voice, or, Eddie thinks that’s directed to the other voice, because Buck’s eyes turn sharp as they dart briefly away from Eddie’s peering gaze. And the moment those baby blues are back on him, they soften. “Don’t try and talk, Eds, I’ve got you.” Well Eddie knows that, and tries to say as much, but his mouth isn’t working and he’s tired. And cold. The cold hits him so suddenly and so intensely that Eddie’s knees feel ready to give out as a shiver racks his body. He can feel and hear his teeth chattering together, trying to keep his tongue out of the way so he doesn’t bite down on it. God, why was he so cold? “We’re almost there, Eddie.” Buck’s voice is warm. Buck is warm. Buck will warm Eddie up. He tries to push closer to Buck, tries to wrap himself out Buck, because it doesn’t matter if he reveals himself now. It’s too late. He’s gone. There’s no consequences. “I’ve got him.” Buck mutters, and then there’s warm arms winding around him, taking the bulk of his weight, and Eddie nuzzles his face into that spot between Buck’s chin and collarbone. It’s cozy and despite the musty sweat, Eddie can still smell the essence of Buck. Yes, everything else about this afterlife completely sucks, but at least he’s got Buck. With that thought, he lets the darkness lingering in the corner take over, and his body sags against Buck’s.

Also being brave and tagging some of my favourite writers because why the hell not? Like I've said before, I'm really enjoying this story and want to share it!

No pressure for those tagged: @steadfastsaturnsrings, @theotherbuckley, @spotsandsocks, @disasterbuckdiaz, @hippolotamus, @evanbegins, @shitouttabuck, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @housewifebuck, @loserdiaz

There were a few I was unable to tag too but we'll start with these lovely people 🩵

#eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #911 fic #911 fanfic #buddie fic #buddie fanfic

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avonne-writes · 2 months

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I just want a fic of Bucky and Buck first meeting at boot camp. How Bucky sees Buck from a distance and thinks here is the prettiest men he ever saw in his life and just fall in love with him (he never actually saw his face just his ass and was astonished). How he approaches Buck ready to charm him and when Buck turns around he is shocked by his face (cue Austin face when he sees the horse in episode 9) and say something stupid. Ergo the first thing he says is that he looks like a Buck and that is the start of a beautiful love story. Btw Buck saw him first and thought that he was beautiful but was too shy to approach him bc Bucky is so loud and bright like a sun he thought there is no way he could like him. Pan out to everyone witnessing this and thinking wtf is wrong with these two.

Or a fic where Buck is being a mother hen and everyone ask Dad Bucky to tell mom that they are okay- dad has to distract mom 😉

Or a fic where Buck is confident and uses his beauty and deep voice to get away with everything and Bucky is conflicted bc he doesn’t know if he is jealous of the people getting manipulated by Buck or turned on by it.

Sorry for the long ask 🙈 btw thank you for all the headcanon you have been doing its been keeping me entertained 💜

Wow, anon, this ask contains 3 whole fic synopses! 😄🩷 All these can work well as one-shots or parts of a longer story. The first one is like a movie, I can see it play out just like that. Bucky being jealous of people getting manipulated by Buck is so funny 😆 And I love married couple dynamics, which these two can max out for sure.

Thank you so much for sharing these and for the sweet message! 💕

#mota #buck x bucky #john egan #gale cleven #anon

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eddiebabygirldiaz · 1 year

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Fuck it Friday

I did some edits to one of my favorite scenes in my buddie fantasy au and I love it so much so I thought I'd share. For context, Eddie is a fae warrior from a country called Kyran and Buck is the human prince of the country Midrahi. (And oh my I didn't realize how long it was 🙈)

“Why the Canaries?”

Eddie turns to Buck. The whiskey has settled comfortably in his stomach, warming his insides and relaxing his normally tense muscles. The prince’s collection and admiration of fine whiskey surprised him... Buck doesn’t come across as one prone to drink. Even now, seated across from him and sharing a bottle of the finest tasting alcohol he has ever drank, he finds it hard to imagine Buck without inhibitions, loose, and out of control. Hen told Eddie that Buck used to be that way once, a long time ago before several heartbreaks and wars, and at this moment, Eddie would give anything to see Buck like that.

Right now, Buck drinks slowly, savoring each sip, all settled against the cushioned chair. He is still dressed in all of his princely finery, buttoned up tight and formal with his feet firmly planted, back straight, and gaze steady. The barest hint of soft pink upon his cheekbones is the only evidence of the whiskey having any effect on him.

Eddie likes it. The color suits him; it make his blues eyes bluer and the birthmark even more stark against his skin. He idly wonders how far down that flush would go if he really got Buck to drink, how dark his eyes would get, how he’d look with his jacket unbuttoned, throat exposed, curls in disarray... a soft, sharp ache goes through Eddie, a longing so fierce he almost gasps with the force of it.

Slightly unsteady, he sets his glass down on the small table between them, pointedly not looking at Buck. Clearly, he has had way too much to drink if he is thinking of Buck like that. The slice of desire ripping through Eddie sobers him minutely and he silently curses himself for indulging himself like this, for allowing himself to get swept away by a pretty prince.

Eddie manages to drag his eyes back up to meet Buck’s, willing coolness into his gaze and flushed body. Buck looks at him like he always does, direct and open, waiting for Eddie to answer a question he has forgotten.

Eddie taps his fingers against his leg, a slow, smooth rhythm that helps him settle himself. “I’m sorry, what was the question?”

Buck snorts, the most inelegant sound Eddie has ever heard him make, and he can’t help but smile. Perhaps the whiskey is having more of an effect on Buck than he thought.

Buck twirls the glass in his hand, his forefinger running along the rim. “I thought it would take more than a few glasses to get you drunk.”

Eddie rolls his eyes and settles deeper into his chair, legs splayed open and hands held behind his head. Might as well get comfortable, he isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. “Shut up, I am not drunk, I just wasn’t listening.”

A gentle smile plays at the edge of Buck’s lips, just a small, closemouthed quirk to the left. It’s Eddie’s favorite smile, one that only he can bring out of Buck.

A dramatic sigh falls from Buck’s lips. “I asked why the Canaries?”

Eddie tips his head to the side, rubbing absentmindedly at his temple. “What do you mean?” The last thing he wants to talk about is the family he left behind, the brothers and sisters he thought would have his back no matter what. There was a lot he hated about being a Canary, but there were good things about it too... things he never really noticed until now.

Buck throws back what remains in his glass. He smacks his lips as he puts his glass next to Eddie’s, still savoring every drop. That thought makes heat flood Eddie’s cheeks and he has to mentally berate himself into focusing as Buck asks, “Why name the most elite and well-trained warriors on the continent after a bird?”

A strangled laugh escapes Eddie, lurching him forward so hard he almost falls out of his chair. Definitely too much to drink. The last time he drank this much was probably at his and Shannon’s wedding, a thought he acknowledges and then pushes away, determined not to sink into the pain of the past.

Eddie’s laughter dies off, but an amused smile remains on his lips. He pulls his legs into the chair and curls them under himself, settling deeper into the chair. One look at Buck’s bemused expression almost sends Eddie back into hysterics but he manages to reign it in.

Buck leans forward, cheeks rosy and ridiculously white teeth shining. “Come on.” He lays his broad hand on Eddie’s knee and shoves it lightly. “It’s something I have always wanted to know.”

Buck’s fingers are long and slender and Eddie knows that they actually feel rougher than they look. Small white scars are scattered across the knuckles, little shocks of white tainting the skin like stars. Not the hands of a spoiled and entitled prince like he thought when they first met, but of a hard-working, dedicated, and caring man.

Eddie stares at Buck’s hand on his knee long enough that Buck pulls away, suddenly blushing and bashful, ducking his head in that adorable way of his. The soft and embarassed look on his face sends a lurch through Eddie’s chest.

Eddie smiles, keeps his body and face relaxed, and bends a little to encourage Buck to look at him, silently letting his friend know that he didn’t mind the touch. Eddie doesn’t know why, but it is vitally important to him in this moment that Buck knows his closeness wasn’t unwanted.

Buck clears his throat and fidgets in his chair but doesn’t pull back and instead leans closer.

Rubbing his brow absentmindedly, Eddie says, “That’s not usually what most people want to know about us--them.”

If Buck notices Eddie’s correction, he says nothing about it. He knows Buck hardly misses anything and is grateful he doesn’t push or comment... he always knows when not to.

Buck merely shrugs. “I’m not most people.”

No, he isn’t.

“Canaries are sacred to the fae,” Eddie says, voice soft. He drags his gaze away from Buck, and stares into the swirling flames of the fire Buck had lighted once they’d retired to this room. Eddie allows himself to get swept away in memories of training and fighting and desperately missing Christopher, as he explains the Canaries’ origins to Buck. “Marjka, Mother to all the fae, supposedly had a canary as a companion. When She created us, Marjka ensured we were connected to each other and all other forms of life. She decreed that for every fae in the world, there would be a canary, so that we would have a guide to remind us that we are not alone and that there is always light to be found.”

Buck leans back in his chair and hums, eyes shining brightly. “That’s... beautiful,” he says softly.

Eddie chuckles but it tastes more of bitterness than amusement. He feels tears prick at his eyes and flushes with embarrassment and frustration.

“Yeah,” Eddie mutters, then continues quickly before Buck notices his melancholy. “After daemons, shapeshifters, sari, and the humans were created, war almost immediately followed, so one fae woman, whose name has been lost to time, rallied her three sisters and their friends to ward off the intruders on Kyran’s borders. As the years passed and the war waged on, fae continued to train and join her cause, fighting on the frontlines to keep their people safe. After the war ended, and the treaty between all the species was established, that woman who had created this band of warriors became queen and her first decree was for the official construction of an elite class of warriors with only the most powerful women in charge. They were named the Canaries because those birds were sacred beings who instilled hope and happiness, which was to be our mission.” Eddie trails off with a sigh. He grabs his glass of whiskey off the table and gulps down the rest of it.

Buck stares at him. He can feel those blue eyes tracing the outline of his face, and after taking a calming breath, Eddie turns to face him. “Real fucking beautiful isn’t it?” he asks.

Buck swallows thickly and reaches out to take Eddie’s hand. He rubs his thumb across Eddie’s palm, and the gentle, comforting touch causes his pulse to jump and his breath to catch. When was the last time he had been touched like this? Not since before he left Kyran to come here, when Abuela cupped his cheeks in her palms and kissed his forehead in goodbye and when Christopher had clung to him with his face buried in Eddie’s neck.

“You miss belonging with them, don’t you?” Buck asks.

“Yes,” Eddie replies, voice strained. He pulls away from Buck’s touch, too sensitive and overwhelmed to stand it a minute longer. “And no.”

Eddie knows Buck can tell he is pulling away and has no desire to explain the complicated swirl of emotions that accompany any thought of his previous position with the Canaries, so Buck does what he does best. Buck shifts the conversation slightly, to pull Eddie away from his thoughts and keep him from drowning in the darkness within.

“Why only women leaders?” Buck asks with genuine curiosity.

Eddie snorts and smiles. “Because the first queen wanted a competent and kickass group of warriors. You think that could be accomplished with men in charge?” he teases.

Buck’s eyes and nose scrunch as he laughs loudly. Warmth spreads through Eddie’s chest at being able to bring Buck such amusement and joy. Gods and goddesses, he is beautiful like this.

After Buck’s laughter subsides and a quiet settles around them, Eddie snuggles further into his chair, body angled towards Buck.

“Only fae women are blessed from Marjka with a Gift.” Eddie murmurs. “Not all women,” he adds, “but usually several hundred every generation. The Gifts are as varied as the women that carry them, and early on the first queen decided that it was a sign that those women were meant for more, that they were gifted for the sole purpose of protecting their people.”

Eddie remembers when Shannon’s Gift appeared. Wind was her Gift, which suited her, but where Eddie found it beautiful, Shannon feared it. She knew once her Gift presented then it wouldn’t be long until she was recruited to the Canaries. Falling pregnant with Christopher was the only thing that stopped that from happening, and Eddie will never forget the relief even though becoming parents terrified them both. Eddie eventually taking her place in the Canaries took that relief away from her almost instantly.

Buck shakes Eddie out of his spiraling thoughts by asking, “Do you believe all that?”

When Eddie looks at him in confusion, Buck clarifies, “Do you believe in all of the creators and their rules and chosen blessings?”

Buck is looking at him like Eddie’s answer means everything and Eddie doesn’t know what to say. He knows what he should say, but he is afraid of being any more truthful than he already has been. It’s just too easy with Buck... it shouldn’t be though.

Buck is a prince.

Eddie can’t forget that.

Tagging @ajunerose @elvensorceress @hattalove @buddierights @swiftiediaz @dickley-buddie @kitkatpancakestack @shortsighted-owl @messyhairdiaz @littlespoonevan @sibylsleaves @spotsandsocks @gayhoediaz @swiftiebuckleys @zainclaw if you want and/or haven't been tagged yet and anyone else who wants to post something!

#buddie #buddie wip #fuck it friday #buddie fantasy au #911 fic #the pining is so extreme and its only gonna get worse

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novemberhush · 1 year

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More numbers: 38 and 85, both for buddie🙈

Hey again! Thanks! We got some better options this time! And because I made you ask me twice I’m gonna reward you (some reward, lol!) with all 4 possible options (2 from my original playlist and 2 from the one Spotify have messed around with), plus some of my rambling thoughts on each one. So here goes!😊

Original playlist:-

No. 38) Talk Tonight by Oasis (A new entry on this year’s list. I was feeling nostalgic for the ‘90s so there were a few songs from my teenage years that made the list this year.)

Take your pick who’s talking to who here.

I wanna talk tonight

Until the morning light

'Bout how you saved my life

You and me see how we are

Updated playlist :-

No. 38) One and the Same by Gareth Dunlop (local boy done good!) and Kim Richey (I think this song featured in an episode of Bones, if I remember correctly, so some people might know it from there. Down from last year’s no. 18.)

Could be from either POV at different times.

You lost your way, how you gonna get back?

You've gone so far now, you're clear off the map

You're dying for help, but you're too proud to ask

Oh yeah, you and me, we are one and the same

Original playlist:-

No. 85) Wake Me by Bleachers (Bit of a drop from last year’s no. 25.)

Honestly, this could be from either Buck or Eddie’s POV.

Right from the start I knew

You'd set a fire in me

And I'd rather be sad with you

Than anywhere away from you

And hey

I can't believe I captured your heart

Updated playlist:-

No. 85) Closer by Tegan and Sara (Fun fact! I wrote a Sterek drabble called The Rush Before We Touch (Come A Little Closer), the title of which was inspired by this song!)

Okay, so my thinking with this one is, yes, Eddie wants to get all up in Buck’s business in a sexy kind of way, but it’s more than just physical how he feels about Buck, unlike so many people in Buck’s past. He also knows Buck has always felt lesser than and he wants him to know that he’s always been more than enough for Eddie. He sees how special he is and will treat him accordingly.

But I can also see Buck being able to see the real Eddie and all his vulnerabilities and not only accepting them but actively loving them and letting Eddie know he doesn’t always have to be the strong one, that it’s okay to let himself feel things and that Buck won’t judge or criticize him the way others have in the past if he wasn’t always the person they thought he should be.

It's not just all physical

I'm the type who won't get oh so critical

So let's make things physical

I won't treat you like you're oh so typical

Thanks for your ask and hope you don’t mind the long answer!❤️❤️❤️

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daffi-990 · 5 months

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Daffi!!! I am SO intrigued by your fantasy AU snippets I've seen so far. Can I hear a little more about that one for the wip tag game? :)

Thank you so much for asking about this wip ❤️

I have the whole story outlined, I just need to find the motivation and inspiration to write it. Think half the problem is I’m scared it won’t live up to what I’ve imagined in my head, but I’ve just got to ignore that and write (which can be tricky). After Rival Firefighters, this will be my next multi chapter fic, so I’m aiming to dive into it more once rivals is done 🙂

And just for you, here’s a little something from what I have written for it that isn’t spoilery (most of what I have written for this fic is stuff at the END of the story 🙈)

Buck stands frozen as Eddie swings his sword upward into the first attacker. The body drops to the floor. Dead. Eddie doesn’t even flinch, just readies his body for another attack, for another to fall at the end of his blade.

Buck knows he should probably be taking more stock of what is happening around him, keeping his wits about him, but his eyes are glued to Eddie and the way he moves, the way he effortlessly cuts down whoever is brave enough to face him. Buck knows Eddie is a warrior, the fae had told him as much, and from what Buck had been able to squeeze out of Bobby, he’s a damn good one at that. Seeing it in action before him, Buck is mesmerised. The way Eddie moves is like a dance, a deadly one, but still beautiful. He’s felled five already, and barely looks like he’s broken a sweat.

“Buck!”

Suddenly Eddie is in front of him, dark red blood smattered across his face. How can someone look so beautiful when covered in blood? It’s not fair.

“We need to keep moving!”

Buck feels a hand circle his wrist and then he’s being pulled away from the bodies and the smell of death. He wordlessly let’s Eddie lead them, their feet moving fast in a run as they flee.

“Eddie!” Bobby’s voice calls out from somewhere ahead of them. Buck searches for the source of the voice, startling slightly as Bobby appears before him. Bobby nods to Eddie who releases his wrist and then there are hands on his face, Bobby’s worried face filling his vision.

“Are you okay? Hurt?”

Buck shakes his head. “N-no.” His throat feels dry and he swallows, trying to ease the way for his words. “I’m okay. What-what’s happening?” He doesn’t want to sound like a scared kid, but right now that’s exactly how he feels.

wip tag game list

I’m also going to use this as my Tease Tidbit Tuesday because it’s Tuesday for me and I need validation haha

No pressure tagging: @wikiangela @thewolvesof1998 @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @jamespearce9-1-1 @watchyourbuck @devirnis @spagheddiediaz @malewifediaz @wildlife4life @eddiebabygirldiaz @elvensorceress @rainbow-nerdss @the-likesofus @theotherbuckley @try-set-me-on-fire @princessfbi @athenagranted @disasterbuckdiaz @giddyupbuck @fortheloveofbuddie @fcntasmas @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @lover-of-mine @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @callmenewbie @captain-hen @steadfastsaturnsrings @bekkachaos @nmcggg @monsterrae1 @mellaithwen and anyone else wanting to share xx

#daffi write #fantasy au #buddie wip #buddie #I will return to this au #just rivals firefighters has most of my attention atm

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saetoru · 2 years

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Kento Nanami and him fucking you like your glass after you’ve gotten married 🙈

tags: fem! reader, slight dry humping, fingering, slight handjobs, unprotected sex, creampie, marriage, mentions of having children

notes: i’m going to stab myself why isn’t this REAL.

your wedding dress is expensive, kento’s paid for the best of the best, and he makes sure he handles it that way when he carefully peels it off of you, folding it neatly and placing it gently away as he strips from his own attire. kento also kisses you like you’re expensive—and you are. your skin feels like satin, and your eyes shine like the diamond on your finger, and your lips taste finer than any of the alcohol he has laying around.

your hands trail over his chest and he kisses you passionately, pouring every emotion he has into your mouth, hoping you’ll drink it up and get a taste of what he feels for you. you respond with a soft moan against his lips, and he thinks maybe you have gotten a taste, and the sound makes his boxers uncomfortably tight.

“love you, kento,” you murmur in between kisses, giggling against his mouth as he huffs out his own chuckle. his heart is so full, it almost aches. there’s so much that’s right in this moment, he’s almost waiting for it all to go wrong. but it doesn’t, not as you whisper, “you’re mine now.”

“have been for a while,” he hums, nipping at your neck, and he stares down at you, in nothing but your underwear and laid across the mattress right here for him to take. his hardened cock brushes against your clothed cunt, and he groans at the friction, pressing his forehead to yours as you buck your hip up and search for more.

“want you to take me,” you say breathlessly, “make me yours. again. please, kento.” his fingers are already slipping your underwear down your legs, tossing them somewhere to the side as he slides past your wet folds, making you let out a shaky moan. kento thinks this is the best part, seeing you so focused on nothing but chasing your release, watching as you melt under his touch and lose yourself.

“i’ll make you mine all night,” he promises, much like he did a few hours ago with his vows. his voice is deep and husky against your ear as he speaks, and he traces delicate kisses against the shell. your hands grip his arm, soft mewls ringing through the air as he pumps into you, hitting the right spot with his long fingers and rolling his palm over your clit.

nanami kento has always looked to settle down. he never really thought he’d see the day, but you come and you make him see a whole lot more than he thought he would. he sees mornings filled with a warm body shuffling closer, he sees a phone full of messages checking up on him, he sees a no longer empty house when he comes home after long missions, and he sees a future that doesn’t seem so bad—one where he doesn’t feel so useless, one where he’s given all he is into being a man worthy of something. a man who’s done something with his life, who’s created something, who’s built something from the ground up and made it his.

he watches in awe as your eyes close and your mouth parts as you squeeze around his digits, and he can feel a dull ache in between his legs as his swollen cock seems to only get harder, but he’s too focused on you right now.

“k-ken, like that,” you gasp, and his other hand reaches to cup one of your tits, thumb rubbing over your nipple as his fingers work you up to your orgasm.

“so pretty,” he stares down at you, watching you with equal parts awe and equal parts pride as you squeal when his fingers hit your spot and make your legs quiver. he knows it by heart, just how to make you come undone. “gonna cum?” he questions, chuckling when you whine, nails raking his skin lightly.

“yes, g-god, yes,” you cry, and he pulls you into a kiss as you cum on his fingers, gushing around him and making him groan as he thinks about finally sinking his aching cock into you next. he pulls away, forehead pressed against yours as he hovers over your form, gritting his teeth when your hand pulls him out of his boxers.

“fuck,” he groans, closing his eyes and panting as your thumb smears the pre cum around his tip and strokes it slowly. you smile as he moans lowly, eyes closing as his lashes flutter against his skin. you squeeze around his tip as you stroke up, and he grunts, body shuddering. “that’s enough, baby,” he grabs your wrist, pecking your lips when you pout. “i’ll cum too soon, i wanna cum in you,” he murmurs.

kento has felt your walls squeeze around him so many times before, but they’ve never felt like this. he’s never felt like this. he can feel his heartbeat in his throat, and he thinks maybe he’ll cum on the spot from the way you cup his cheeks, grinning up at him with watery eyes. every brush of your skin against him is almost too much, and his senses are almost overwhelmed as he feels you surround him from every which way. your fingers brush through his hair, and he chokes on a moan when you buck your hip up and make him sink further into you.

“i’m a nanami now, huh?” you ask softly through a giggle, and he lets out a breathy moan as his hips slant to bury himself into you with another thrust.

“yeah,” he smiles softly down at you, cupping your cheek. something warm fills his chest as he stares down at you, something so indescribable that makes his head almost spin as you smile back at him. something about the way you call yourself by his last name makes his blood run quicker and his breath come out shorter. “yeah, you are. you’re a part of me,” he says with a shaky breath. “you’re a part of me,” he repeats.

and there’s a slight quiver in his voice that you catch, making a wanton moan rip from your throat as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him closer. you thread your fingers through his sweaty locks and tug at the roots when he angles his pelvis so that the tip of his cock kisses the spot in your warm walls that makes you clench around him just right. he groans, burying his head into the crook of your neck, nestling himself into the safety of your warmth.

this is home now, you’re home now, and he won’t ever let this home fall apart, crumbling beneath his feet—not after he’s spent so long carefully laying the bricks one by one and building it up.

“the nanami’s, w-we’re—fuck, kento,” you gasp, toes curling as his hips snap against you quicker now, needier, chasing his release. “we’re the nanami’s now, you and me.”

and something snaps in him, and kento is suddenly flooded with images in his mind, images of you and him placing a cheesy little welcome home sign with the nanami’s plastered over it, images of your mail coming in with his last name printed next to your first, images of a child cradled in your arms, taking after your nose and smile, and his eyes and hair.

he gasps, panting erratically, the throbbing of his cock, the heaviness of his balls, the coil in his stomach, all of it making his head spin as he snaps his hips and hammers his cock into your cunt faster. he needs to cum, but more than anything, he needs to cum in you. he needs to remind himself you’re his—but more importantly, he’s yours.

nanami kento is yours.

he’s yours, and he’ll always be yours, and he always wants to stay yours, until the last gasp of breath from his lungs leaves his body. and even then, his soul will forever be tangled with yours.

“i love you. i’m…i’m—fuck, i’m gonna cum,” he chokes, groaning as his cock twitches in you, as breathy moans fall from both of your lips as you approach your highs. “i got you. i got you and y-you’re mine,” he mumbles, “say it. say you’re mine,” he pleads.

“y-yours,” you whine, panting as your back arches off of the mattress, legs wrapping around his hips and chest brushing against his as you cling tightly to his body. “always yours,” you cry. you mold so perfectly against him, he fights the wobble of his lips, wrapping a muscled arm around your figure and holding you closely against his chest.

“let go,” he kisses your forehead, “cum for me, i want to—n-need to feel you.” and there’s a soft cry of his name that feels like cold water on his skin, making his breath hitch in his throat as he watches you cum, back arched and lips parted. your head tilts up and your lips find his, and he drinks in your quiet gasps as your walls spasm around him.

he’s so close, and your peak sparks his own. he feels his own orgasm crash over him, making his head fall to your chest—and almost like you’ve been waiting for it, your hands cradle it instantly, holding it near your heart and threading through his locks as he cums with a desperate groan, choked gasps pulling from his parted mouth as your palm lays itself softly on his cheek. he cums in thick spurts, hot ropes painting your walls white, and he ruts his hips wildly, fucking his load into you until he’s shuddering from sensitivity and you’re whimpering.

and nanami kento is so fucking in love with you, he thinks he might break if he has to let you go after this. or ever. but he knows from the sweet touches you let linger over the slant of his cheekbone that he doesn’t have to—and you’ll never let him go either.

“i wish we could stay like this forever,” you breathe, pulling his body to slump over yours, stroking your fingers through his hair as his head buries itself into your neck. your free hand soothes over his back, and kento has never felt a touch that burns his skin so good, that leaves the surface lit up with such desire.

“wouldn’t get bored of me?” he murmurs, planting a wet kiss to your neck, making you giggle at the feeling. he smiles, pressing a few more, chuckling when you squeal lightly.

“never,” you pout. “want to be here like this forever.”

“what about our honeymoon,” he teases, leaning his head up and meeting you to press a soft peck to your lips.

“i guess we can come back to this after that,” you smile, sighing in content as your hand rubs his neck and plays with the hairs at the nape. and kento doesn’t care where you go, he just wants to be able to follow.

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mrshipsmcgee · 2 years

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1 and 3 on the smutty prompt list 🥴🥴🥴🙈🙈🙈 -justnotforbread

1. “what? does that feel good?”

3. “did i stutter?”

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Smut under cut y’all.

Peter had you shoved again a wall in his aparmtent, kissing your neck as you let a loud moan escape into his ear, “Peter.” He growled, leaning his hips into yours, pushing his hardened cock onto your thigh.

His large hand palms your chest through your shirt, sending shivers down your spine, humming into his passionate kiss.

You loved it when Peter would get you pinned like this. You loved feeling his was fully having his way with you.. something about him being so much stronger than you, knowing that he really could do whatever he wanted to you sent you over the edge.

Your hips buck against him, gaining a smile as he continued to kiss you, “Someone’s eager.” He moved his hand that wasn’t wrapped around your waist down to the waistline of your pants - teasing you before dipping his fingers inside, palming your wet heat through your underwear.

“Peter,” you moan out as he begins to kiss your neck, the heel of his palm pressed against your clit as his fingers tease your damp panties.

“You’re purring like a kitten,” Peter whispered, watching you writhing under his touch. His brown eyes pierce your gaze as he smirks - whispering, “What? Does it feel good?”

“Y- Yes..” you stutter, Peter doesn’t break as he stares at you, one hand wrapped around you - shoving his hips into yours. Another hand down your pants, teasing your sopping wet panties. “Good. Now, go take off your clothes and lay down on the bed so I can fuck you.”

You looked at him, shocked at his matter or fact tone. “W-what?” Peter gave you a smirk, “Did i stutter?” You stood in shock as he spoke, “I can smell how much you want me - I can feel your heart beating. It’s racing for me, isn’t it? I know you love when I touch you, when I have my way with you.”

Shuddering you nod, eye to eye with Peter as he motions you towards his bedroom, “Now go take your clothes of and lay down on the bed like the good girl that I know you are so I can fuck you until you can’t see straight.”

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Mwah - ily sorry I’m lit as a tater chip. I hope this was okay my dear

#mrshipsmcgee #andrew garfield!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #andrew garfield!spiderman x reader #andrew garfield #andrew garfield fanfiction #peter parker andrew garfield #andrew garfield x reader #prompts with cait #tasm smut

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sableseb · 3 years

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Two’s Better Than One?

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x f!reader

warnings: smut, threesome, spitting, a little dumbification, degradation, voyeurism, kinda non/con, anal, double penetration

tags: @meetmeatyourworst @greeneyedblondie44

a/n: This is something I put together before releasing my longer fic. First time writing a threesome and anal🙈 This drabble idea is the brain child of @fuckandfluff check out her stuff for more beautiful nastiness💕

You want every part of them on every part of you. The way their muscles seem too ethereal to be true, the way their baby blue’s cloud with hunger, the way they’re grabbing at your thighs. There’s no place better than between the two super soldiers.

Bucky to your left and Steve sitting perched on your right, you have one leg thrown over each lap. Bucky takes his time dragging the rough pads of his fingers over your slit, taking your wetness and swirling it around your swollen clit, while Steve busies himself with leaving bruises along your neck and chest.

The feeling of two men using you for their pleasure is something so indescribable. They think they’re the ones with the upper hand each time you lay with one another. But really, it’s you who does. They’ll never know how much you enjoy being throughly fucked by them. You want to hear them say nasty things to you. To have you beg for more. It’s an adrenaline rush.

Bucky keeps his fingers strumming at a steady pace. You can feel a coil start to form in your stomach. You’re clenching around nothing as Bucky doubles his efforts on your little bundle of nerves. Your legs try to involuntary close, but both men have an iron grip on each thigh, keeping you on display to use as they see fit.

“Nuh uh, sweet heart. You’re going to take what Buck gives you.” Steve says while kissing along the expanse of your skin. Making sure to mark you up nice and pretty.

Bucky moves his hand to insert two fingers into your weeping hole. You moan as you take each stroke of his fingers. You watch as they slip in and out of you, finding it erotic the way his hand shines against the low light and the way you suck in those long digits.

Bucky’s fingers come to a sudden halt, drawing a whine from you. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks off your arousal that gathered on his skin.

He grabs your cheeks and brings your face to his. “Wanna try something new tonight.” he says in a way that makes a pit form in your stomach.

“You’re gonna let Steve fuck that tight ass while I take your sweet pussy.”

Your eyes widen. The thought of both of them inside you at the same time has you more than worried. You’ve never taken them both and you’re not sure if you can even do that.

“But-“ you’re cut off by a harsh squeeze to the mouth from Bucky.

“No buts. You do as you’re told like the good little slut you are.” he spits.

Steve leans over your side. “Don’t worry, baby. It’ll only hurt a little.” he coos. “Or a lot. Depending on if you’re good to us. Are you going to be our good girl?”

Bucky releases your mouth and forces your head towards Steve. “I’ll be a good girl. I promise.” you whimper. You can’t afford to make them both angry. Not when they’re already unhinged behind closed doors.

They manhandle you into the position they want. You on all fours, hovering over Bucky’s delicious looking cock, and ass up for Steve to take.

“I want you to get her warmed up, Buck.”

Steve sits back towards the edge of the bed and watches as Bucky rubs his dick along your wet heat. You jolt with each pass of his hardness through your folds.

You slide down along his length, sitting on his waist. You take a moment to adjust, but Bucky doesn’t do adjustments. He plants both feet firmly on the bed and starts rutting up into you.

You let out a wail. He grabs onto your ass and you fall onto his chest from the sheer force of his thrusts. He’s hitting that spot just right each time that has you clenching around him.

He pulls you off his chest and grabs your throat. “Wanna see that brain dead expression.” he grunts out through gritted teeth.

Tears start to pool along your eyes. Bucky’s pleasure walks the fine line of pain. You don’t know if you’re shedding tears of utter ecstasy or utter hurt. Whatever it is, it’s addicting.

“Stop.” Steve says. “I want her to cum with both of us filling her tight holes.”

With Bucky’s cock still resting snuggly inside you, Steve crawls up behind you. He grabs two handfuls of your ass before smacking each cheek. The burn sends jolts straight to your aching pussy.

“Fuck.” Bucky moans out. “Do that again. Our dirty bitch likes it.”

Steve lays on the hits to your backside. Each one causing a clench much to Bucky’s pleasure. He’s sure he could cum just from you keeping his cock warm and squeezing him tight.

Steve spreads you open and spits on your puckered hole. You moan at the sensation of his spit running down your ass and pooling at the base of where you and Bucky are connected.

You feel Steve’s tip start to breach through you. You try to run away, rethinking this whole thing. Your body isn’t capable of this, you just know it. But, you can’t go anywhere. Bucky grabs your arms and pulls them behind your back and Steve’s grip on your hips tightens significantly.

“What’d we say, baby? You take it. I know our dumb bitch can hear.” Steve says against the side of your face.

“Please, I’m being good.” you try to plead. “Please, let me loose.”

Bucky’s hands tighten around your arms, making your shoulders start to ache.

“Go ahead and fuck her already, Steve. She’ll learn to take it.”

Steve didn’t think twice before shoving his length inside you to the hilt. The pain is blinding. You hurt everywhere. The sweat is running down your body more than usual, panted breaths escape your trembling lips.

Both men find a rhythm. It’s a push and pull between the two and the pain hasn’t subsided any. They’ve been rough in the past, but they’ve never caused you pain such as this.

Grunts are a distant sound to you. You’re practically lifeless as both men chase their highs. You feel Bucky’s thumb find your clit. He starts rubbing furiously causing you to clench both of them tightly.

“Look at you. You look beautiful when you take our cocks and aren’t whining like a fucking baby.” Bucky grunts as he’s forcing an orgasm from your body.

You push yourself through your intense climax. It helps numb the drag of their cocks against your walls. You feel them cum inside you, it’s warm and slowly running down your thighs.

Bucky releases your arms and you fall limp against him as they both pull out from you. Bucky rubs his hands down your back and whispers against your ear, “Knew you could take us, doll. You just needed a little push.”

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan smut #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans smut #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers smut #stucky #stucky smut

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becca-e-barnes · 2 years

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becca how you doing today ?? thinking about this idea for college!shy!steve ?? where you basically couldn't see each other for a while and when you get to catch up, he's so on edge practically begging and grinding against you for a little contact??? and the moment you get your lips on him, he's practically dying ?? like the poor man ends up crying to cum in your mouth cause he genuinely misses you and can't spend a second away from you again

(also girl give me a day/date for the month, on that you'll get your favorite prince's first appearance :) !!!!)

- 🍡 anon

OMFG PRINCE STEVE!?!?!? IM SO FUCKING EXCITED!! But babe, post him whenever your ready! Just pleaaaase tag me, I don’t wanna miss it 🙈

And I’m just imagining the kind of shaky whimpering mess shy!college!steve would turn into and I’m so here for it 🤤

Like your lips wrap around his tip, your tongue flicking ever so gently over the sensitive skin and he’s unravelling so fast. I feel like he wouldn’t be too keen on touching himself when you’re not around either? Bc if he’s felt how warm and perfect your body is, his own fist just doesn’t have the same appeal

So it’s been a while and he’s desperate with just your lips on his tip. He knows if you press the whole way down right then and there, he’ll finish just from being so overwhelmed by the sudden sensation and he doesn’t want that, he wants it to last.

But despite his best intentions I think it would only take like 10 minutes of working him to have him practically crying, arching off the bed and trying to buck against your mouth, trying to get deeper so he can just cum.

“F-fuck baby please. Stop teasin’ can’t fuckin’ take it. Feel so good. Mouth feels so perfect, please baby, I needa cum. Gotta fuckin’ cum.” He’s babbling, abs tense, stretched back on the bed with one hand gripping the pillow beneath his head, the other trying to press your head down a little further.

You don’t even have the heart to deny him any longer, taking him as deep down your throat as possible, working the rest of his length with your hand as tears spill down his cheeks. His balls tense, tightening, forcing them to empty into your mouth. His release coats the back of your throat, warm and heavy and distinctly Steve while he babbles and cries, giving you little pleading ‘thank you’s

#asks answered <3 #🍡 anon #becca writes spice #shy!college!steve #I imagine this man is so beefy #and so smart #but I don’t think there’s a real thought in his head #I don’t know why #but I love it

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So I’ve been having a thoughts on Buddie, I feel if the writers are going down the this slow burn route one thing that would have to addressed would probably be Eddie having to accept that he has feelings for another guy, I mean look at how his parents have raised him, I mean they tried to take Christopher from him, they raised him in with very traditional views, we have seen him have a lot of growth over the last the few seasons especially in season 3 - 4, but I feel if it was going to work with buddie he would have to get out of the traditional mindset that his parents raised him. I also feel that both Buck and Eddie are not in the correct mindset to have a relationship together, Ana is the first person Eddie has been with since Shannon and I feel this is more Eddie exploring romance again then anything meaningful, and Buck hasn’t really explored anything since Ali, so I feel they need explore where they are apart before there would be chance of them together. Kind of like Luke and Lorelai in Gilmore Girls or Booth and Brennan in Bones - I hope I’ve explained my thoughts clearly haha I feel it’s come out a bit jumbled 🙈 what do you think?

Hi hon and thank you for this ask! No, it’s not a mess, I was with you every step of the way and I agree so much. They will def have to address the sexual orientation of both men, and without a doubt for Eddie, who we’ve seen was raised with a model of toxic masculinity, this is going to be really challenging, to figure out what his feelings for Buck mean and how to deal with him or see himself in light of them. And I agree so much about not yet being ready to date. I do feel like it would make sense if the show rushed Eddie and Ana so much to point out that she’s his rebound. His last relationship didn’t just fall apart, he lost his ex twice, both through rejection and her death, and after that relationship was tied in with his identity for *years*. He doesn’t yet know who he is outside of being married (even as an estranged husband) to Shannon, plus it seems to have been his own serious relationship. So how does he even begin to date? He needs to work that out before he can be in a serious relationship again. As for Buck, he’s been single for a really long time, but only recently discovered a whole bunch of things about his family, his upbringing, his sister, basically about a lot of things that helps us define who we are. Add on top of that the fact that therapy is a new step for him too, and you get a combo that says that he’s not really ready to date, either. They’ll both work it out with other partners, but they will ALWAYS be each other’s family and eventually, hopefully, the show lets them further explore their feelings for each other... I hope I wasn’t too messy in my reply either! XD Thank you again and hope you’re having a great day! xoxox

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