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thinkin about retired athlete dilf steve and how hilarious it would be if his gf had no clue who the fuck he was and it isnt until photos of them are on like buzzfeed or smthn that she's like "wtf u were an athlete????"

please this is so so funny, i had to write up a little something 😭

𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 // 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞!𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐟!𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 || you finally find out who your much older, rich boyfriend is.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || 18+ ONLY - MINORS DNI. age gap relationship (reader is of age, steve is in his 50's)

You and Steve had been living in honeymoon bliss.

You had never ever been happier in your entire life than you were with him.

Those feelings were equally reciprocated on his end if not more.

He felt like a giddy teenage boy again experiencing his first kiss.

For the first time in ages, Steve Rogers had some pep in his step.

Quite often, his children would shot perplexed looks his way when he kissed them on the forehead one too many or hugged them a little tighter than usual, but they didn't question it.

Their dad was happy and that's all that mattered.

There were some odd aspects of your newfound love, however.

For starters, you had no idea what Steve did for a living.

While you never questioned how he had so much money, how he funded such a luxurious lifestyle, you couldn't help but wonder what was keeping his financial status afloat when you never saw him actually work let alone mention work.

Yes, he was retired, but surely no measly pension could foot the bill for your stays at The Ritz.

But you loved him. You loved him to pieces, so you ignored it.

Until one night, everything came together.

The two of you had settled in bed.

Your lover was curled up at your side as you sat with your laptop perched on your lap, window shopping aimlessly.

"Go to sleep," Steve muttered tiredly, pressing a warm kiss to your shoulder.

"Not tired yet, grandpa." You joked, pushing his hair away from his face and trailing your hands down to caress his face.

He leaned into your touch, preening at the smallest acts of affection.

Another kiss was placed on your open palm.

"Yea, yea, you brat." He groaned. "Don't stay up too late, alright darlin'?"

"Good night, bubba." You cooed, pressing a final kiss upon his awaiting lips.

Hours passed as you went from one online shop to another until somehow you ended up deep into a celebrity gossip thread.

Scrolling aimlessly through absurd clickbait titles, one made your eyes widen with pure shock.

"Everything You Need to Know About Retired Football Legend Steve Rogers and His Girlfriend"

Without hesitating, you clicked on the article and read through it, your heart nearly beating out of your chest as you read detail after detail about yourself.

Some of them were true, most of them were not. You and Steve were very private.

Hold on — Steve.

Opening up another tab, you quickly typed in your boyfriend's name into the Google search bar and soaked in all of the newfound information.

Steve Rogers, your Steve, was a sports legend. A titan in his industry.

They called him the Captain, praising him for his leadership skills, drive, and passion in and out of the field.

There wasn't a single negative comment about him online (well, not one that mattered anyway) -- you only found praise after praise for his talents and the bountiful results they brought every team he had been signed to.

Caving in to your curiosity, you clicked the 'images' tab and nearly went into cardiac arrest at what you saw.

Before you were a sea of photographs of a young, wide eyed Steve clad in his football attire, his locks still honey blond as they stuck to his forehead with perspiration.

Scrolling further you found more snippets of your boyfriend's life before you; championships, Superbowl wins, press conferences, his college football days, photos of him and his ex wife with their 4 young children.

That night you learned that after his divorce, the world never saw him ever again, and sorrow loomed over the sports industry.

Olympia had lost a God and mourned the loss till this day.

That is until you brought him back home and out into the light again.

Unable to contain your emotions, you frantically shook your slumbering lover awake.

"Steven!" You shrieked, causing him to jerk out of bed abruptly.

"W-What?! What's the matter, baby?!" He yelped with frenzied eyes.

"Was I just supposed to find out that you're a literal legend by myself?!"

Relief visibly washed over him, his shoulders going lax as he lazily smiled at you.

"Is that what's got you in a doozy, sweetheart?" He cooed, pushing you away from your laptop and wrapping you in his warm embrace.

"H-How did you not—“ You stuttered. "How did I not know?"

"I didn't expect you do, honey, you basically fall asleep every time someone puts sports on." Steve chuckled.

"I would have paid attention to you!" You argued, your hands gesturing to him. "That's a whole side of you that I've neglected, a whole other part of your life that I—"

Soft, pillowy lips cushioned the blows of your verbal jabs.

"That part of my life is in the past now, honey," Steve assured, staring into your eyes with so much love you nearly drowned in it.

"You know, I spent a really long time feeling guilty for wanting to do things for myself." He continued. "When I played it started to feel like I wasn't doing it for myself anymore, but it made other people happy, so I stayed. Then I quit for my wife and kids and while I don't regret it, everything still felt out of place. Then all of my kids left the nest to live their own lives and I was all of a sudden given ample opportunity to live for me. I still didn't know what to do.

"But then I met you. I met you and everything made sense."

A stray tear was gently wiped from your cheek with the pad of his callused thumb.

"The fame, attention, trophies — I would trade all of that if it meant I got to meet you sooner. Nothing compares to you." Steve concluded.

"I love you," You croaked quietly. "so, so much. You make me a happy, happy girl, Rogers."

"I love you."

"Did you see those articles of people calling me a gold digger?"

"Well, you do know my card information by heart for some reason—“

"Steven!"

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don’t hold back

college!peter parker x reader

summary: two hormonal students wander into a room during a frat party, what could possibly happen? maybe you discover that under his heart made of pure gold lurks a hidden powerful, dominant side.

word count: 4,685

warnings: alcohol mention, drug mention, but pure pwp smut minors dni (18+) extended warnings below bc i am not trying ruin the innocent :)

a/n: i would like to state that this is much longer than i anticipated.. but anyways, i am just gonna be honest, i have a major size/power kink. so this fic is my ~fucked~ up mind laying it all out for my fellow lil nasties ;) fair warning, this is pure filth. sorry for any mistakes and bad writing. but i hope you enjoy it x and let me know what you think ?!!

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Stressin’

Well, @theatrenerd86​​ Here it is another Hump Day! 

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word count: 1.8 K

Warnings: 18+ ONLY (NOT SFW) Cursing; bratty behvior; toys, a lil bit of Daddy Dom Lin, lust within marriage; In-laws.

Summary: Moving is stressful. Lin helps you cope.

“Sweetheart, open the door. They’ve gone ahead to the new house now.” Lin leaned against the doorframe, trying to control his smile. He knew that you could hear it in his voice. 

“I’m just going to stay in here until all of our parents are dead!” 

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Communication

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Minors DNI, Dom Lin, light bondage, explicit laguage, edging, oral sex (female receiving), love fluff, marriage. All errors my own.

A/N: This an ask from the 100 smut prompts ask list by @sebastianabucknettastan (pic credit as well) AND the following birthday request from @sillyteecup

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Satiated - Bucky Barnes

Warnings - smut, swearing, kinda hair pulling, praise kink, size kink, innocence kink, subspace, oral (f receiving), fingering, cockwarming, fluffyyyyy, teeny lil bit of angst, terrible writing, idk it's just nAsty lol. Established relationship btw!

Characters - dom!bucky barnes x virgin!fem!reader

Summary - y/n wants bucky to be her first. Bucky doesnt know shes a virgin. Smut ensues.

Authors notes - this has been in my drafts since I first started my tumblr so it's terrible for the first bit but it gets better (hopefully?)

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You was so sure that this was it. Tonight would be the the night. You were finally going to give up your virginity. To Bucky.

You meant to tell him that you were a virgin. Really, you did. But it just never came up. You had been with Bucky for just over four months now. There was no point in keeping it from the others, mostly because of how clingy you were with him. It was strange for you; being this clingy - this needy - with someone. You'd never felt anything like it before. Granted, you'd never had a boyfriend before Bucky, he was your first kiss too. Not that he knew any of that, of course. But with him you felt so at home. You didn't think he'd need to know. It wouldnt make any affect, right?

You'd set the mood, you thought, just right. You didn't want to throw sex in his face so you opted for your LED strip lights to be set to a light red with the main light off. You were wearing his longsleeve Beatles tshirt and a pretty cute lingerie set that you bought in preparation. You decided against wearing shorts, after all, the mission was to fuck the guy, why let another bit of clothing get in the way?

"Hey doll, I'm back," Bucky's infuriatingly attractive voice rang out. He'd just gotten back from a HYDRA mission. You knew he hated going on those missions, especially when you weren't with him. You rushed over to him.

"Hi there darling," you wrapped one arm around his neck and the other went under his shoulder, crushing the life out of him in a hug. He returned it with equal force which made a grin wriggle its way onto your face.

"How was it?" You pulled away and smushed his face in between your hands, "are you okay? Did you need to go to the medi lab? Do you need another hug? Do you want to eat? I think I have some snacky things in my mini fridge but-"

"Doll, I'm fine," he interrupted, moving your hands from his face and putting a reassuring hand on your shoulder, "I didn't get hurt and I'm not hungry. I will take you up on that hug though. Can we watch something shit and cuddle? I missed you."

You almost melted at his little pout, "okay baby, why don't you climb into bed and I'll sort out some of The Flash, yeah?"

He leaned down to kiss your forehead before pulling away and getting under the covers. You went to turn on the TV and pulled up The Flash. You were well aware that Bucky was staring at your ass, which was sticking out of the bottom of his tshirt, giving him a peek of the lavender lace that barely covered you.

When you were done, you turned to see him with blown pupils but a calm smile on his face. He beckoned you over and you skipped towards him happily, your high ponytail swishing behind you. You jumped onto the bed and wiggled under the duvet with him.

Bucky immediately wrapped has arms around you and pulled you literally on top of him. You whined at him and squirmed.

"Buckyyyyy I can't seeeeeee!"

"Don't whine doll, you said so yourself that it's shit. So just stay here with me, yeah?" He held you tighter against him so you complied.

"Y'know, I have the best boyfriend, like, ever. Like it's not even funny anymore you're just awesome," you rested your chin in between his ribs and smiled so wide it was almost a grimace. He rolled his eyes at you.

"You're a sap, dollface," he was smiling, though, so it proved that he liked it.

You sent him a wink and sat up so that you were straddling him over the hips. His eyes bugged out for a second but he tried to play it cool. He leaned up to peck you on the lips.

"Hey there, princess," he murmured, smiling softly.

You kissed him again, deeper this time and with more passion. Bucky didn't seem to object so you pressed further, tounge edging into the seam of his lips and parting them. He grunted in response and sucked in the muscle, sitting upright now. His hands wandered down to your ass and squeezed, gently at first but his grip got firmer when you whined into the kiss. Bucky smirked and pulled away, eliciting another whine from you.

"What's got you like this, little one?" You shivered at the nickname. He noticed.

You distracted yourself from his words by rolling your hips on his. The sensation of it was sending chills down your spine making you shiver and your thighs tense. You could feel yourself getting... aroused.

"Like what, Buck?" You wiggled a bit on his lap, finally feeling that hardness under you that you'd never felt before.

"Like this," he muffled a gasp from your movement, "all... horny,"

You bit your lip and buried your face in his neck, groaning at his words, "stoooooop!"

"Whyyyyyyy? I just wanna know!" He insisted.

He wrapped one hand around your waist and the his prosthetic metal one in your hair. He pulled you back by the hair at the nape of your neck, the tiny bit of pain made you let out a moan.

"What's going on with you?!" He'd never seen you like this before.

You looked down, still firmly sat on his now very evident erection and played with the fingers of his flesh hand after prying it from your waist.

"I just- I can't-" you groaned at your inability to form a proper sentence.

"Just take a breath," you nodded, "and tell me what you want."

"I want you," you whined, "bubba please,"

"What do you mean doll- like-" you interrupted with another roll of your hips, praying that he understood. "Oh, oh,"

You nodded helplessly and grinded against him more, desperate for him to help you with the wetness that had built up from the friction between the two of you.

"You mean like, now?" He tried not to respond to your unintentional teasing but he was hard as a fucking rock because of you and your flimsy lilac panties, "y'know we don't have to if you don't wanna,"

"Baby please!" You weren't trying to be bratty, he was just taking so long and after 25 years of never orgasming, you were a little frustrated.

"Jesus Christ! Calm down doll, if I didn't know any better I'd say this was your time," he joked. But you tensed up. Oh god. Did he know?

You laughed it off, but Bucky's supersoldier senses made him acutely aware that your heart rate sped up and your breathing stopped.

"Doll if it's your first time we don't have to-"

"But Bucky I wanna! I promise. I wasn't even gonna tell you because I knew that you'd treat me like glass-- and- and that's why i never said that you were my first kiss either-" you cut him off but he returned the favour with an incredulous gasp.

"I WAS YOUR FIRST KISS? AND YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TOLD ME?!" He sounded angry. His grip on your hips tightened and you winced.

"I- I'm sorry Bucky! Just didn't wanna make you worried I-" His grip tightened more, vibranium fingers digging into your bones, "ouch Bucky!"

His hand instantly retracted and he looked mortified, staring at your skin that was already yellowing from his grip.

"See doll! This is why you should've told me! I could hurt you, darling! I don't ever wanna do that," his eyes were still glued to the still-forming bruise, tears welling in his pondwater eyes.

"You could never hurt me, Buck! Not really; not on purpose!" You protested. He didn't seem convinced in the slightest, more focused on the purplish red pigmentation coming to life on your hips.

"Oh honey, it's okay! It doesn't hurt and look, look, it's fading already," that was a lie, by the morning those bruises would probably be black and blue. Not that Bucky needed to know that, "and it's alright darling, it's not you're fault, remember? You can't always feel how strong your new hand is, yeah? My big strong Bucky,"

You could see him trying to fight a smile but he refused to meet your eye.

"C'mon Bucky! How am I ever meant to learn how to take care of you if you dont teach me?" You insisted. Bucky finally raised his gaze, along with his right eyebrow.

"Teach you?" He wore a smirk now.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

"Well, think about it, baby. I mean, I've never even kissed anyone. How could I possibly know how to- how to-" your confidence faulters almost immediately, failing to realise theres no need to be embarrassed when you're with your Bucky.

"To what, princess? To suck my cock? Y' wanna know how to suck m'cock? Or d'you wanna learn how to ride me? Hmm? Learn how to milk m'cock like a good little girl?" He teased. You shuddered against him, leaning further into his perfectly sculpted pectorals. "Oh, I think you do. I think that you wanna be my best girl, huh? My perfect little sub, yeah?"

You nodded against him, but that didn't seem to satisfy Bucky.

"Use your words with me, baby, yeah? Y'gotta use your words with me or else I won't know what you want," holy heck, even when he's dominating you to all hell, he's so sweet and gentle with you. It made you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

"Yes, Bucky," you mumbled, reluctantly un-hiding your head from his warm body when a sharp tug at the roots of your hair prompted you away.

"Good girl, well done, honey," he praised you beautifully. You felt the urge to shy away from his compliments, but instinctually you knew that he wouldn't accept that.

"Thank you d- hmm Bucky," he obviously heard your blunder but didn't focus on it, opting instead to stroke soothingly across the expanse of your thighs.

"Okay baby. Just one more thing, I want you to have a safeword, m'kay?" You nodded, "this is just in case y'wanna stop or I do something you don't like, yeah? I won't go too hard on you tonight. Wanna make it all special for you. My little princess,"

"Thank you, bubba," shyly, you pressed a kiss to his cheek which made him grin widely.

"Can you tell me what you want your safeword to be, m'love?"

"I- uh," you were half tempted to give him a stupid answer but this meant a lot to him and you could see it in his eyes.

"C'mon, little girl, don't get all shy on me now," he lilted.

"I- uh, red? I think? I-it's easy to remember, I guess?" His hand had moved from your thighs to your ass, moulding it into any shape he deemed appropriate.

"Well done, princess," he rewarded you with a kiss to the forehead. Then the cheek. Then nose. Finally, the lips. As soon as he pulled away, you chased his lips with a pout and a whine.

"Now now, little girl. Dont get whiny," he lilted.

"Bubba kissy pleaseeee," you whined pathetically.

"Okay honey, but just know that you can't always get what you want with that cute little pout of yours," he relented, pushing his lips against yours. You whimpered into the kiss, grinding yourself down against him to relieve some of the pressure that had built up over your conversation.

He seemed to love it, grappling at your ass and pulling you further onto his raging hard-on. His tongue slipped into your mouth, licking over your teeth and smoothing itself over your own tongue.

"Lay down for me, little girl," he prompted, lightly tapping your bum and moving you to lie on your back. You scrambled to stay on top of him, clinging to his thighs and securing your arms around his neck, "it's okay, honey, I'm staying with you. Not going anywhere, yeah?"

"Staying," you echoed blearily, finally slipping off of him and lying down.

"Good girl," he confirmed, spreading your legs and settling in between them.

He tugged on the bottom of your shirt as a question to which you raised your arms and lifted up slightly. He pulled it off of your body and sat back on his heels to admire you. Bucky had never particularly been fond of the colour lilac but at that moment he had fallen in love with it.

"Sweetie you look... edible," he growled, "can I take it off?"

"Yes, daddy," your eyes widened at your own words, immediately covering your own mouth and retracting from his soothing hands. Your mind was racing 'oh god what did I just do? Does he hate me?'

"Say that again," he demanded, groaning and resting his head on your shoulder. You keened at that, letting out a sigh of relief that he enjoyed it.

"Yes, daddy," you brushed your lips to his ears, an almost tangible fog settling on your mind. It comforted you.

"Fuck," he lifted himself from your shoulder, undressing you quickly and throwing his head back at what he saw.

"I'm gonna fuckin' eat you for dinner," he rumbled. He moved your thighs even further apart, almost painfully so, and leaning down so his face was level with your pussy, "oh, honey look at you! You're soaking for me! So wet for your daddy,"

You whined and raised your hips in an attempt to get any type of friction. He pushed them down but ducked his head with you.

"Shh, it's okay baby. Daddy's here, I'll take care of you," he squeezed your thigh gently, "y' ready?"

"Please, daddy, pretty please," you tentatively moved your hands into his hair. He rewarded your boldness with a kiss to your pussy lips. It felt like heaven, even though he'd done next to nothing.

After that, he went all out; he spread your lips by dragging his tongue through them. Your fingers tugged on his hair as harsh as you dared, albeit not that hard. He seemed to love it though, moving to suck carefully on your clit. You let out a whiny moan, loving the new sensation. You'd never touched yourself before; never had an orgasm. This was all new to you and it felt so fucking good.

He suckled and pulled at your clit, slowly moving his index finger to your hole. He didn't enter you with his finger, opting instead to circle it gently, getting you used to the feeling if being touched there.

"Oh, daddy! S' good," you babbled, lost in another world of pleasure. He moaned against you when you tugged his silky locks harder. "D-daddy can you- can you please put your finger in? Pretty please?"

"Of course honey, but it might hurt. Hold my hand, 'kay? Squeeze it if it hurts, don't be afraid," he smiled at you oh so sweetly and offered you his metal hand. Your grip in his hair slackened and you moved your right hand into his flesh one, smacking his metal one out of the way.

"But honey," he protested, but you gave him no room to argue.

"Daddy! Wanna have your fingers in me please! I'll be a good girl I promise, jus' want your fingers," you argued. He complied, intertwining his fleshy fingers with yours and sitting up to get a better angle so he could position his metal ones by your entrance.

"Oh? Does my little girl want my metal fingers in her? Kinky little girl," he grinned at you.

"Yes daddy, please," you whimpered. Bucky kept his grin and pushed his middle finger against your entrance. You held your breath as it slipped into you. It was definitely painful, not unbearably so but still uncomfortable.

Your hand clenched around his while your other one sought purchase on the bicep of his metal arm. Bucky, always the detective, saw that you were struggling and gave you a moment to adjust.

"Tell me when to move, m'love," he urged kindly. You were more greatful than ever before for how beautiful his personality was. So kind. So loving.

It took you more than a minute to relax; muscles tensing and untensing around his vibrainium fingertips. When you were ready, you gave him the go-ahead so he started shallowly thrusting his finger in and out.

After that, it didn't take long before you were whining and begging for another finger. 'Another another another, daddy!' Of course, he had admonished you for being so bratty but he didn't turn you down. He thought you looked so pretty when you were begging for him.

"Daddy!" You whimpered, a strange pressure building between your thighs, heating up to an unbearable pleasure that you felt.

"Aw, baby, y'gunna cum?" He smiled. Before you could respond, he pulled out his fingers unexpectedly.

"Daddy!" You fussed, tingly feeling still strong in your core and thoroughly unsatisfied. The fog was like a blanket now; covering you up and keeping you warm.

"Shh, don't whine, baby. Don't want you to cum now and be too sensitive before I get you on m'cock now, do we?" Smoothing his hand over your hip, smearing your arousal over it.

"No daddy, sorry daddy," you conceded, terrified that you did anything wrong. You wanted to be daddy's good girl.

"No, sweetie, don't be sorry, you did nothing wrong," he reassured. You sighed, so thankful that you hadn't done anything wrong.

"Daddy?" You looped your arms around his neck.

"Yes, doll?" You rested one side of your head on his, still annoyingly clothed, pectoral.

"Can I have your cock now?" Glazed over eyes stared longingly at his own.

"Of course, little one," he pulled his shirt over his head, fucking finally. Your eyes stayed glued to his abs because 'fucking hell he's so fucking hot holy shit'.

"Thank you, daddy," your fingers pressed into his muscles.

"Sweetie, how d'you wanna do this?" He moved your hands from his abdomen gently so he could remove his jeans. Beneath them, you could see how truly massive he was and fuck he looks so good.

"Baby?" He asked again, snapping you out of your trance.

You didn't answer him verbally, instead moving onto his lap and settling comfortably on his raging erection. After his assault on your clit earlier, you felt extra sensitive and that pressure against your bare core made you convulse in pleasure.

"Okay sweetie, okay," he kept that calming smile plastered on his face, gently urging you to sit up so that he could remove his boxers. You kept his eyes glued to his face until it faltered in pleasure. Looking down, you saw it. Over eight inches and thick as all hell.

"Daddy?" Your head lolled to the side, watching as his hand moved up and down it at a moderate pace.

"Yes, doll?" Groaning, his eyes locked on yours.

"How will that fit in me?" He laughed at that, so fond of your innocence.

"It'll fit, little one, don't worry," he assured you, using his metal hand to gently stroke your hip.

You reached out to grab his cock but he was quick to move you away.

"No, sweetie," he moved your hand into his hair so you could play with it if you wanted to. You whined at him, claiming that you wanted to make him feel good, "you will make me feel good, honey. When I cum inside that sweet little pussy of yours I'll feel so good I promise,"

"Okay, daddy," you leaned against his broad shoulder as he circled your hips against his cock.

"Y'ready, princess?" He double-checked for what seemed to be the tenth time. You responded by reaching for his length and lining it up with your entrance.

Ever so gently, he slid you down onto his cock. If he hadn't opened you up with his fingers earlier, you would have been in a lot more pain. He kept his hands on you when you were all the way down on him; moving them to your tits and rolling your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, causing even more pleasure to spike in your body.

You moaned loudly when he brought his mouth onto your left breast, suckling on your nipple, giving you the most pleasure you'd ever felt in your tits.

Adjusting took a few minutes but when you got used to it, you got impatient very fast. He noticed it when you grinded against him, shuddering at the immense feeling of his cock brushing against your inner walls. He couldn't bring himself to move away from your nipple, though, so he kept sucking while he moved both his hands to your hips and lifted you up so you were only halfway sheathed on his length. He secured you there so you were suspended on his cock, thrusting his hips up to meet yours. His pubic bone brushed against your clit and you were in heaven; his mouth on your tit, cock in your pussy and delicious friction on your bundle of nerves.

"Oh daddy! Feels so good!" You gasped out a breath, overwhelmed by pleasure and all of a sudden, you were falling. Falling deep into a delicious subspace. And there was that overwhelming buildup of pressure in your core again. "Daddy?"

He finally pulled off of your tit, leaving you cold without the warmth of his mouth, "yeah sweetie? What's up?"

Still thrusting up into you at a steadily inclining pace, Bucky found it hard to believe that this was your first time. You were so lost in pleasure that you hadn't acknowledged his words.

"Doll?" He punctuated his sentence with a sharp thrust to your g-spot, making you see stars.

"Daddy? I-I feel-" you didn't know what you felt. Full. For sure, you felt full. Bucky's girth was splitting you in two.

"What d'ya feel, doll? Y'gunna cum? Gonna cum all over daddy's cock like my good little girl?" He teased you, kissing along your neck, bruising it whenever he saw fit.

"Yes daddy! Please, please can I cum?" You begged.

"Of course, little one, cum on daddy's cock," he encouraged. As soon as he gave permission, you let go.

You'd never felt pleasure like that, vision going white and violently clamping down on Bucky's cock, causing his eyes to roll back into his head and cumming inside of you. You fell blindly even deeper into the blissful state that made you feel oh so warm and fuzzy on the inside.

You didn't stir for a while after that. Not until Bucky gently attempted to move you off of him.

"No daddy! Nonononono!" You scrambled to stay leaning against his chest, "no movin daddy, stayin here,"

"Honey, we have to get you cleaned up," he reminded you.

"Daddy no! Have to stay with daddy," you insisted. He ran a soothing hand through your hair.

"Okay, princess, we can stay here," he relented, "but 's not daddy anymore, is it? 'S Bucky again, remember?"

"Nuh-uh, 's daddy. 'N I'm daddy's baby," you babbled, reaching to play with his fingers.

"No baby, it's Bucky. C'mon, baby, y'gotta come back f'me, yeah?" He urged you ever so carefully, scared that if he pushed too far then you would go deeper into subspace.

"But daddy-"

"No baby, say it with me 'Bucky', yeah?"

"Bucky," you repeated. "Bucky!"

"That's right m'love! Are y' back with me now?" He asked.

"Yeah, 'm back baby," you muzzled your face in his neck, hyperaware that his cock was half hard again in your cunt but your legs ached too much to do anything about it.

"Well done honey, how d'you feel?" He checked.

"Satiated,"

"What in all hell does that mean?"

"Your a 100 year old assassin and you don't know basic English?"

"I'm American!"

"You speak English!"

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Walls

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter sniffs the sex pollen plant and you help him out 

warning: contains smut so proceed with caution if you are under 18!

Masterlist

“I’m bored.” Peter whined for the millionth time as he sprawled out on the couch next to you. Most of the Avengers were away on a mission, leaving you and Peter unsupervised and bored out of your minds.

“Me too.” You sighed. “Can we break into the lab and play with dangerous weapons?”

“Uh, of course we can break into the lab and play with dangerous weapons.” Peter scoffed. “Let’s go.”

Peter took your hand and lead you to the lab, the sweet gesture making you smile.

That was Peter, always so innocent.

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don’t hold back

college!peter parker x reader

summary: two hormonal students wander into a room during a frat party, what could possibly happen? maybe you discover that under his heart made of pure gold lurks a hidden powerful, dominant side.

word count: 4,685

warnings: alcohol mention, drug mention, but pure pwp smut minors dni (18+) extended warnings below bc i am not trying ruin the innocent :)

a/n: i would like to state that this is much longer than i anticipated.. but anyways, i am just gonna be honest, i have a major size/power kink. so this fic is my ~fucked~ up mind laying it all out for my fellow lil nasties ;) fair warning, this is pure filth. sorry for any mistakes and bad writing. but i hope you enjoy it x and let me know what you think ?!!

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Wordpeddler Masterlist (COMPLETE)

Summary: An online petition for the Avengers to be interviewed turns into a series of misadventures with the so-called wordpeddler.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader A/N: WELP HERE I GO HOPPING ON THE TRAIN. Chaoticdumbass!Reader and Peter Parker friendship. Mild angst later on. Mostly silliness and a lot of exasperated!Bucky. 

inspired by the works of @geosaurusrrex and @sunmoonandbucky

All poems are credited to their authors. Sonderlust - a term by Kishi Bashi, taken from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.

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TWITTER ACCOUNTS

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

TWENTY- EPILOGUE

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MEME DUMPS

PARTS 1-5      |       6-10      |       |     11-15     |        |     16-20     |

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WP tags: @dreaming-always​ @memyselfandmaddox @rinthehufflepuff @dianadov @quinjetboi @deliciouslyenchantingpenguin @nerdy-bookworm-1998​ @itshinothey @imsoft-barnes @1-800-ahh-crap​ @galwholikesmusicals​ @damalseer @stevehesaidabadlanguageword @deanabbyablog @ravenkake @bradfordbantama @deathofmissjackson @unadulteratedwizardlove @marvelrose @everything-is-awesomesauce @kupcake-goddess @vxidnik @fanfic-fangirl @justkending @i-dont-want-to-get-out-of-bed @whyamihere-bro @daffodilsbucky @buckybarnesscrunchie @lxdyred @berjhawn @rosesndebauchery @yknott81 @spideyhoe-spoilerman @drinkfantasy​ @joalynuniverse @winchesterprincessbride @bucky-of-the-opera @josien123 @happy-little-winchester @fandom-addict-aesthetics @shy-and-hopelessly-romantic​ @im-not-an-armrest-im-short @virtualmemmecollector @thebadassbitchqueen​

tags: @whothehellisbucky @serpentbaby @badassbaker @alagalaska @cake-writes @crist1216 @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan

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Higher Love*

Summary: Steve receives his Valentine’s Day present in a series of small heart attacks. Also known as: the time you strapped Bucky into a harness.

A/N: Bottom!Bucky, ServiceDom!Reader, & Switch!Steve. Self-indulgent Bucky-centric because I’m a simp. 4.4k words of porn with feelings.

WARNINGS: Smut. Oral & Anal sex. Bucky in lipstick and handcuffs.

Steve receives his Valentine’s Day present in a series of small heart attacks.

How is he supposed to make it home in one piece with the trail of very explosive anticipation you’re placing down? There’s a wildfire igniting inside his bedroom right now, but he’s still hours away over the Atlantic, desperately shifting in his seat to avoid letting everyone else in the jet know just how tight his pants are getting.

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Status: on going

featuring: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers and a plus size girl ♡

The three of them had fallen into a habit for sharing a bed and cuddling. What happens when feelings get involved?

{“you mean the world to us”}

one: room for three

two: distracted

three: what do you want?

four: our girl

five: a bad day

six: late night talks

seven: welcome home

eight: our first christmas

nine: new years kisses

ten: things change

eleven: just lay here

twelve: the perfect moment

Warnings: smut, self doubt, and angst.

Taglist is open

This is a drabble series

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Eat Your Words | Tom Hiddleston x Loki x Female Reader

A/N:  It is Tom’s birthday!  My third one here celebrating.  And boy did I bring the filth.  Please read the warnings. And huge shoutout to @frostbitten-written​ for giving me the plot idea!  You are a smut sister of the first order!!

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Loki x Reader

Summary:  You mercilessly tease your husband about how amazing Loki is and how good he would be in bed.  You never realized that could be a reality.

Warnings: SMUT, sexual acts include: vaginal sex, anal sex, masturbation, anal fingering, double penetration (mouth and vagina, vagina and ass), oral sex (m receiving), a bit of voyeurism, a small bit of m/m kissing, cursing, aftercare, vaginal fingering

Taglists are open! Let me know if you wanted to be added to my tag list!!  Thank you for reading!

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Tom knew about your not-so-secret obsession. You were a horrid liar and more so talking in your sleep.

“What are you reading, darling?” Tom tried peeking over your shoulder, but you slam the laptop shut.

“How about mind your business, Hiddleston?” You scrunched your nose at him.

“So more Loki porn.” he smirked as he walked past.

“The word is smut. And no.” You stared him down and he stared right back at you, leaning over the arm of the sofa. He raised an eyebrow. You squirmed in place. “It was fan art.”

“Cock or no cock?”

You grew hot. “Cock.” you threw a pillow. “Happy?”

Tom caught the pillow in the air and placed it back on the couch.

“No. How many times do I have to tell you to not throw the pillows?” His face broke out into a wide grin before plopping on the couch. “What is your fascination with Loki, darling? You realize I play Loki?” He clutched his chest. “If I wasn’t so self-assured, I might become jealous.”

You set your laptop down and sat up, rubbing his thigh. “Darling, I’m sorry…” Tom turned and smiled at you. “… but there is no way you can compare to Loki.” You burst into giggles and took off running, Tom fast behind you. He crouched down at the entrance to where the stairs are. The only thing between you and freedom was your husband.

“Take it back.” he growled.

“No. You are impressive, Tom. But Loki has the cock of a god.”

“One of these days you are going to have to eat your words.” Tom’s face broke out into a grin.

“Make me, Hiddleston.” you grinned back, bouncing back and forth.

He stood up, smile gone. “You don’t really want that, darling. Don’t tempt me.”

“Oh, what, you have Loki staying in the spare bedroom?” you mocked. “Get real, honey. Loki is a fiction and you are the man who plays him. You are my husband and I love you, but no one could fuck me like a god.”

Tom sighed. “I warned you, darling. If I catch you this time, I will show no mercy.” He chuckled. “And neither will he.” he muttered under his breath.

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A/N: Request from anon. I received this prompt during Christmas season and decided to keep it. I had so much fun writing it, so… enjoy, my lovelies! ;-)

Words: 3406 Warnings: shameless smut

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Frostbite Masterpost

A post-Thor: The Dark World Loki x Reader Adventure

Summary: Iceland is nice - sure, you probably should’ve picked a time of year when the weather was a little warmer, but it isn’t too bad, and at least you’re away from your desk job, right? It’s a pretty big adventure.

You’ve always said that you wanted more adventure in your life.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9| Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25 | Part 26 | Part 27 | Part 28 | Part 29 | Part 30 | Part 31 | Part 32 | Part 33 | Part 34 | Part 35 | Part 36 | Part 37 | Part 38 | Part 39 | Part 40 | Part 41 | Part 42 | Part 43 | Part 44 | Part 45 | Part 46 | Part 47 | Part 48 | Part 49 | Part 50 | Part 51 | Part 52 | Part 53 | Part 54 | Part 55 | Part 56 | Part 57 | Part 58 | Part 59 | Part 60 + Epilogue

Also find it on Ao3! [link] ❄️ 

Print Edition of Frostbite (also available as an epub)! 📚   

Flurries:

(AUs/Alternate Endings/Oneshots/Deleted Scenes)

Paper Planes

Hail to the Queen

Sand

Spank

Spring Fever

A Royal Spooning

Another Royal Spooning

Honey, Revisited

Bedtime Stories

Devour

They keep going by @apurpletrashcan​

Running with the Wolves by @cozy-the-overlord​

Just a Matter of Time by @caughtaghostsomehow​

Never Forgotten by @just-a-lovely-reader​

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Art:

Gjálp & Greip by @acaprioglino  

Býleistr by @acaprioglino 

Hrossþjófr, Býleistr, Greip, & Gjálp Portraits by @acaprioglino (commission them)!

In-Unga by @acaprioglino

In-Unga by @the-republic-and-face-of-texas

First Meeting *animation* by @blackrose9794

Visiting Asgard *comic* by @blackrose9794​

The Final Showdown by @francisketches​​​

In-Unga by @demilovr247-blog

In-Unga by @luisaskywalker

Loki & In-Unga by @im-way-too-many-fandoms

Loki & In-Unga have a bonding moment by @jelly-draws

Greip & Hrossþjófr (by me)

Loki & In-Unga by @kin-1870​

Loki & Drottning by AsgardianDaisy

In-Unga in the Gown by @lukeios

In-Unga & Her Hat by @theliesmithsdaughter

In-Unga’s Outfit by @apurpletrashcan

Various In-Ungas by @kason-nvidiade-art

In-Unga’s Asgardian Dress by @allthelovefromstylesxx

Greip & Gjálp by @jelly-draws

Býleistr by @magnitude101999

Jotunheim Map by @javelinamilk

In-Unga in Asgard by @cchulainn

Jotun Loki by @neverending-space

Prince B Gets Gucci by @becausekittensareinvolved

Dad!King Loki by @becausekittensareinvolved

Loki & In-Unga Dancing by @just-a-lovely-reader

The Frostbite Gang by @lenerdybunny

Frostbite Chapter Covers by @megalocerous

Frostbite Cover by @pie46733

Frostbite Lettering by @quaainteriude

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Audio:

Mavis Reads - Frostbite Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 by @m-arbles

My Pronunciations of Character Names 

Frostbite Spotify Playlist (my writing music + reader suggestions)!

‘Young King Loki’ rendition by @apurpletrashcan

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The World of Frostbite:

Characters

Culture / Tribes

Mythology