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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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the kiss of a ray of sunshine || B. Barnes

Bucky Barnes x Barton!Reader

summary: A ray of sunshine as a friend would be enough - wouldn't it?

word count: 1.4k

warnings: pure fluff, Clint being an older brother

author's note: This is a tiny little piece for the Daily/30 Days Writing Challenge by @creativepromptfills The prompt for day one is: Write about a first kiss. I had so much fun writing this and I hope y'all enjoy my first tiny piece for my beloved Bucky <3

Since the day of his first arrival at the compound, Bucky Barnes was utterly enthralled by [Y/N] Barton. Not only was she a tough peanut who could keep up with him during training, but she was also the sweetest and most tender person the former Winter Soldier ever came across. She was a pure ray of sunshine, unlike her brother Clint Barton who wore the brooding face almost more often than the Barnes did.

He enjoyed her company deeply, even though Bucky tried hard to mask his excitement every time she entered the room he occupied at that moment. But he couldn’t fool his best friend or the pain in his ass called Sam Wilson, not to mention the other Avengers – except for Clint Barton. He was painfully unaware of Bucky’s stares in the direction of his sister because, in his world view, [Y/N] would never date a man – or be slightly interested in one - because she was his baby sister.

But today would be the day on which Clint Barton would be painfully made aware of the fact that his baby sister wasn’t a baby anymore and that she indeed cared for men. Well, one man in particular.

Almost each and every member of the team was hanging around in the living area because Vision and Wanda decided to cook for the lot to prevent another evening filled with delivery food. Tony groaned at the announcement while Sam eagerly asked if the pair needed some assistance in the kitchen, and Natasha strode over to the bar to grab some alcohol.

Bucky sat on the couch next to Steve, Tony, and Rhodey opposite of them and tried to get the hang of the tablet in his hands. The blonde Super Soldier next to him attempted to explain the device, but because he was never good at explaining stuff he still tried to grasp himself, it was a forlorn mission. The Stark on the other couch had stopped trying to compose his laughter minutes ago, and the Barnes became more frustrated with every passing second – until a voice finally echoed through the area.

“Heyo, people!” [Y/N] greeted with a wide-spreading grin on her pretty face while skipping the two stairs down into the living room. She hugged the Russian redhead close to her before giving her brother a high five, who stood next to her favorite spy. Brooding, of course.

Bucky instantly felt at ease; the tension in his shoulders vanished almost entirely, and his hold on the tablet loosened a bit. Steve saw it. Tony saw it. Even Sam could see it from the other side of the room. A rare smile tucked at Bucky’s lips, and he turned his head to the ray of sunshine gracing them all with her precious presence.

At that moment, she walked over to the couch and stopped behind the one occupied by two Super Soldiers. “Stevie.” She ruffled through his blonde hair and grinned even wider at his small chuckle. “Bucky,” she greeted him more softly before bending down and pressing a quick kiss on his cheek full of stubbles.

A blush started to creep upon his face, and Steve’s chuckle seemed to taunt him. But it was quite the opposite – his brain plagued by insecurities just switched every single aspect he actually knew. But with [Y/N]'s presence in his close proximity after four long days, he could fight against it.

“Hey, doll,” the Barnes greeted the woman who just jumped over the back of the couch to squeeze herself between the pair of inhumanly broad shoulders and backs. “How did the mission go?” From the other side, Tony interrupted him with his question, even though he clearly could’ve seen his attempt to say something. An annoyed look was thrown over the coffee table to the not less annoying Stark.

[Y/N] softly shrugged and wiggled herself closer to Bucky. It was an instinctive move she had developed after their first sleepless night together, where both had found themselves in the company of each other in this very living room while the sun climbed over the horizon. Ever since that night, [Y/N] sought his company and overall presence to… feel at ease.

“I extracted the data and only got a few scratches, so I see it as a success in every aspect?”

Her answer sounded more like a question, but Bucky couldn’t care less. As soon as he heard the word scratches, his mind went into overdrive. Almost frantically, he shoved the tablet somewhere out of his reach, turned around, and grabbed both her wrists in a soft hold to raise her arms and take a better look at her. Frantic crystal blue eyes moved over, by the short sleeves of a t-shirt exposed, skin, and [Y/N] was confused as hell.

“Are you hurt? Did you see a doctor? Is everything alright?”

He knew he should have gone with her. He knew he should have fought harder to get the all-clear from Steve to finally be able to do the job he was supposed to do after all. He should have been there to protect her and to take the hits instead of her, and…-

His panicking thoughts were silenced as soft hands cupped his face and a thumb tenderly brushed over his cheekbone. “Hey,” [Y/N] whispered, ignoring how the other soldier stood from the couch and left for the kitchen. Bucky focused his entire being on her, on the incredible feeling of her warm, soft skin on his, on her bright but concerned-looking eyes. “You’re with me again, Buck?” Again, her voice was only a whisper, and he nodded, eyes still trained on the face that was too beautiful to be humanly possible. “I’m alright. Jus’ some scratches from my own clumsiness. I ran into a wall.” A chuckle wanted to escape his throat, but he couldn’t. “I should have been there, you know,” Bucky mumbled, eyes cast down in shame.

If his mind had been faster in working things through, he could’ve been there to help and protect [Y/N]. But it wasn’t, and he hated every single minute of it.

“Buck. Hey, Bucky.” He just couldn’t look her in the eyes. “James.” Blinking, Bucky finally looked up, too astound how his name dropped from her lips like the sweetest honey. Beautiful, sweet, and soft, like a prayer. “S’alright.” His heart pounded in his chest, and attempted to break free from its confinements as soon as [Y/N] leaned forward to press a featherlike kiss on his in shock parted lips.

A kiss.

She kissed him.

She. Him.

His mind couldn’t comprehend this moment, while every single one of the people in this room stopped whatever they did and stared at the pair on the couch. But Bucky’s mind had to keep up because Clint wasn’t having any of that.

“What the… stop touching my sister?!” Natasha held him back as good as she could, and [Y/N] jumped up to do the same. “Stop being such a child, Clint! I’m a grown woman and can kiss whoever the fuck I want. He didn’t do anything! So, stop it, Barton. Do you hear me?” Incredulous looks were thrown her way – starting by her brother and ending by Bucky himself, who still couldn’t believe that this was not a mishap, a mismanouvering of both her faces.

She wanted this?

Bucky stood now in her back, too fearful of touching her again, but [Y/N]’s hand touched around searchingly until she finally found his right one. She laced their fingers together before dragging the soldier behind her on her way out of the room.

“I’m leaving now to kiss this man again, this time in peace and without your horrendous stares. If… if… I mean… If you want that.” With wide eyes, she stared up at him, stopping in her tracks because she seemingly realized that she had just assumed something she didn’t even know about. But Bucky, grateful for his finally working brain, let go of her hand to swoop the smaller woman into his arms and smiled softly at her. “Stop overthinking, doll,” he could only whisper because the weight of her arms around his neck was something he never thought he would enjoy this much.

And with that, he carried her away from the nerve-racking stares and just couldn’t wait until they arrived at her room to kiss her again.

Meanwhile, Clint stood in the living room, a glass full of whiskey in hand, and a disbelieving expression paled his face. “My sister is old enough to…” Natasha patted his shoulder in a not-so-comforting manner. “You are a blind moron, Clint.”

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be-compromised · 4 months

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ATTF: 3 Sentence/Drabble Challenge

Hi All,

As requested on the discord, to warm up those writing muscles for the new year please feel free to join us on dreamwidth for a 3 sentence fic / drabble challenge!

How to play:

1) Leave a (short) prompt in a comment on the DW post. You can leave as many prompts as you like, but please put each prompt in a seperate comment. The more prompts the better.

2) To fill prompts, reply to the prompt comment with either a three sentence fic OR a drabble (100 words). Grammar can be suspect, but fills must be exactly THREE sentences long OR 100 WORDS long ONLY! You can reply to as many prompts as you like and prompts can have multiple fills. You can even reply to your own prompts. Or reply to other people's fills. The more writing the better.

3) Some guidance: fills should be Marvel themed, but can include any characters or relationships. Fills must be 3 sentences or 100 words because that's the challenge, but otherwise this is a low-pressure, laid back event. You can leave prompts without posting fills, you can post fills without leaving prompts, and you can absolutely comment and squee all over the place. There's no deadline, except that eventually we'll run out of steam. You don't need a DW account to play, but if not you might want to include a name in your comment so people know who to direct appreciation at.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask a mod in the Questions/General Comments top comment thread on the DW post!

For those wondering what 'ATTF' means in the title - ATTF stands for 'All The Things Friday'. These are posts/events that traditionally kick off on a Friday and last for at least the weekend. They're a focal point for some community engagement, which can range from a writing/creating challenge, to recs, discussion, or anything else fandom related. Each ATTF has some general rules (updated slightly from past events):

Things to remember: 1) As available in more detail in the general community rules, all fic / fanworks must have a rating and warnings OR 'no rating' and 'choose not to warn'. 2) If a comment contains a very long fic or is graphics/images heavy consider posting behind a cut, or posting the full thing elsewhere with a summary and link in the comment instead. 3) Keep this a positive space and have fun!

#be_compromised #3 setence fic #drabbles #writing challenge #marvel #clintasha #all the things friday

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datauthorress · 1 year

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;you have my heart;

Pairing: Tony Stark / Original Female Character Mention of Tony Stark / Stephen Strange

Summary: “You have my heart, my dear.”

Drabble Challenge (4 / ???)

Notes: Pure fluff and first kisses. Tagging: @strangelockd | @cabinofcontentment

She feels hands cupping the sides of her face, rough thumbs gently stroking along her cheekbones. His lips are against hers, pressing into a soft and tender kiss that made her go weak in the knees. She’s all but shocked into silence for a brief moment before her eyes flutter shut and she’s pressing back into the kiss, her hands reaching up to grasp onto the shirt that he’s wearing.

Who would have thought that she would be standing in her bedroom of the Avengers Compound, being kissed by one of the most brilliant men she knew?

And craved for.

Shelby has to part away from the kiss, breathless. “Tony – ,”

Tony doesn’t give her much time to talk as he brings her into another kiss, this time much deeper. One of his hands left her face to curl around the nape of her neck, to which Shelby shuddered as his fingers brush across the sensitive skin just below her hairline.

“Tony,” she said once more, parting from the kiss again. “Tony, w-wait, this is so sudden…”

“Don’t wanna talk,” he rumbled and leaned forward again, just barely catching the corner of her lips.

“Tony, what about Pepper?” Shelby questioned, resisting the urge to shiver when the older man’s facial hair scratched across her jawline. “I know you two have been separated for years, but….”

“Pepper’s moved on.” Tony assured her.

“Okay, but…” she was interrupted with other kiss and she squeaked when her bottom lip was nipped. “Tony! Stop interrupting me. I’m trying to ask you if this is even appropriate – ,”

“We’re both grown adults,” Tony sighed, finally pulling away from her face to gaze at her.

“Tony, people will talk.” Shelby said softly, shaking her head. “You’ll be harassed, people will think - ,”

“Screw what people think,” he said firmly. “I know what I want. I know you’re barely 30, but we’re adults.”

“I’m 29,” Shelby sighed softly.

“Exactly!” Tony nodded. “Just because I’m 53 doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”

Shelby sighed softly, although a soft smile caressed her features. He couldn’t help but smile as well, his metal hand coming up to caress her cheek. Tony Stark, a brilliant man and also a fucking idiot, had survived the Snap, but at the cost of his right arm and scorch marks and scars from the Stones’ power.

“Does Stephen know about this?” she asked.

“Oh please,” Tony scoffed. “That man has been pining for you for years.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. Tony could be blunt as hell sometimes. She was quiet for a moment before she leaned up and pressed her lips to his, to which he hummed and held her close as they kissed.

“Are you sure?” she asked in between kisses. “I mean, I’ve never….done any of this. I won’t…..”

“That doesn’t matter,” he murmured, left hand holding onto the small of her back. “All in due time, my dear.”

Shelby snorted. “Already with the pet names? I haven’t even said yes yet.”

“You didn’t have to,” he grinned.

Shelby laughed softly and tucked her head into the crook of his neck, reveling in the safety of his strong arms as they wrapped around her. There would be difficult times, but she wanted to try. She hadn’t felt happiness in a very long time.

And she was ready for it.

#fanfiction #tony stark [marvel]#shelby o'viere [oc]#;relationships [tony/shelby]#drabble challenge #alternate universe - tony stark survives

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aimmyarrowshigh · 1 year

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Hi! Could I please have #7, 10, 12, 28, and 80 for Stucky (Steve/Bucky)? Thank you!

7. Butter @ AO3

10. Schematic @ AO3

12. Bore @ AO3

28. Translate @ AO3

80. Cleansing @ AO3

Please request your own drabble from this list over on Tumblr!

#100 drabble tumblr challenge: fifteen fifteen fifteen #marvel #captain america #stucky

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dustbunny105 · 1 year

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Title: This is New Fandom: New X-Men: Academy X Ship: N/A Word Count: 100 Rating: G Summary: Laurie and Sofia's first night as roommates. A/N: Written for the prompt "bedroom" for Twelvetide 2021. One of the easier drabbles to write for that challenge! These girls just wanted to be cute, I guess.

Laurie doesn't realize what she's doing until a gust of wind hits her and she jerks upright, gasping apologies.

But Sofia just rolls to face her, smile visible in the moonlight through their window. She says, "You can't sleep either, huh?"

"Sorry," Laurie says again, lowering herself onto her side. "I'm just not used to having..." someone so close "a roommate."

"Yeah," says Sofia, almost too quiet to hear. Then she perks up and adds, "It's kind of exciting, isn't it?"

Laurie blinks at her, then smiles a slow smile of her own. "Yeah," she says, "it kind of is."

#twelvetide drabbles challenge #marvel #new x-men #academy x #laurie collins #sofia mantega #my writing

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tswhiisftteedr · 3 months

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Wings ☆ Drabble/Really Short One Shot

☆ Adam x Wingless Angel!Fem!Reader :

They were just so pretty, you couldn’t help but touch your boyfriend’s beautiful golden wings. And hey, what was the worst that could happen’ probably nothing too bad, right?

Warnings: Mature Content, Explicit/Graphic Language, Praise & Degradation, Adam is a bit condescending and forceful, but hey, it’s Adam we’re talking about. Oral Sex(Female Receiving), Penetrative Sex, First Time As A Couple. NOT PROOFREAD.

Words: 2330

Ask: Hi! ^^ Omg I saw that your requests are open!! I have one for Adam from Hazbin Hotel. I have a headcanon that his wings are very very sensitive and when you touch them it drives him crazy. Could you please do a Nsfw/ smut headcanon, or scenario with him and his female S/O just hanging out, him eating and she gets curious and touches softly them (not knowing what the affect it)? I hope you have a beautiful day!

Note: Of course!! And thank you, hope you also have a beautiful day/night!! Thanks for the request, right now I’m going to work on my others lol. Hope you like what I wrote!!

☆ more under the cut. ☆

Ever since your ascent to Heaven post-mortem, a sense of exclusion lingered in your heart. Unlike most heavenly beings with wings, you were one of the few soul that lack that part of the brand new heavenly anatomy. While everyone in Heaven remained kind and courteous, the infrastructure, were obvious designed for winged inhabitants. That posed you quite the challenges, especially when you where in need of transportation— the lack of automobiles was your greatest nemesis in the afterlife, as everyone effortlessly soared using their wings they didn’t need them.

Despite a subtle feeling of inferiority, your fascination with wings endured. Their majestic allure captivated you, and the desire to experience the softness of the beautiful contraptions persisted. ‘You just had to feel them!’

And you were determined to do so today, as you had received an invitation from Adam to come over.

Currently, you find yourself enjoying takeout on the expansive balcony of his penthouse. It was nice scenery, a comfy outdoor couch with a coffee table full of food.

As he rambled about his day, you nodded along, your attention solely fixed on the captivating golden wings adorning his sides and back. Sneakily inching closer to him, captivated by their beauty. “—Anyways that chick had a huge rack,” He pauses to take a bite of his burger, “So I guessed even Karen ass bitches can be hot.” he finishes with gulp.

Then you finally had a hold of them, ‘his marvellous wings!’ You were engrossed at their exquisite softness, surpassing any feathers from animals you had ever touched. Lost in the delicate material for about a solid five minutes, it had than dawned on you that Adam had stopped talking. Looking back up at him, you notice he had dropped his burger on the table. Then when you glanced at his face, you noted that he looked ‘different’, if you had to describe it, his face almost looked feverish.

In a blink, you were flipped onto your back and hit the couch cushions, then one of Adam's hands pinned both of your hands above your head.

“Fuuuck, babe! You don't need to get so handsy just because your jealous, you could've just fucking said so instead of acting a little tease, feelin’ me up and all.” He informs you while staring down at your perplexed expression, because, while Adam talked dirty in general, you had no idea what you had done to be a tease in this particular situation.

While that question spun in your head, Adam moved closer to your ear, his words jolting you out of your thoughts.

“if you were feeling needy, you just had to speak up. You know I would never leave my girl hanging, especially if getting her little brains fuck out is what she wants.” His voice low, full of desire and malice. He then playfully nip at your ear, ‘now who was the tease again?’

“Wait what— Um, Adam, where is all this coming from?!” You speak up, clearly nervous as a result of your boyfriend's statements and how close your bodies were together.

“The fuck you mean? You started this shit.” He begins, slowly sliding his free hand up your thigh. “Getting in my personal space, touching my wings to get me riled up, are you really gonna play the clueless card now you slutty little thing.” His hand now reaching under you shirt. “Think you can mess with me and just act like nothing happened, huh?” He says as he fondles with one of your breast.

“What do mean get you riled up, I barely touch you!?” You speak out anxiously; this was going far beyond anything you had done before. You two would kiss passionately at most, never doing anything remotely close to, 'well this!' It was strange; he almost acted like he did when he was mad, but this was somewhat different.

"Bold lie for an angel, like you wouldn't know— Oh, riiiight, you don't have wings." It had now dawned on him that you were utterly clueless of the affects the soft petting you gave to his wings had on him, and how depraved it made him feel.

"Yeah. I am not sure what I did to you when I touched your wings, but let me make one thing clear: it was unintentional. Seriously, they seemed soft, and I wanted to know how nice they were to the touch. So I'm sorry for making you mad; I should have asked before touching them.” You explain.

"Aww babes, don't worry, you didn't make me mad, and I'll tot's forgive you,"

You briefly relax as he speaks, well that is, until he opens his mouth again.

"Yeah I'll definitely forgive you if take care of my raging hard on for me'." He emphasised his words by grinding himself against you, making you feel his erection, and oh boy! Was he big; his self-appointed title of 'dickmaster' didn't seem so baseless anymore.

Your heart races faster as you feel a wave of panic wash over you. Despite his words, you couldn’t help but feel anxious about the situation. It was a big milestone to you, ‘the first time the two of you would have intercourse’.

You squirmed slightly, attempting to break free from his hold due to nerves but soon realize it was futile with him pinning your hands above your head. "I... I'm not sure that—," you started to say, but before you could finish, he cut you off.

"Shut up and enjoy the ride, babes." He growled softly, taking advantage of your momentary hesitation to quickly roughly kiss your lips. His tongue thrusts aggressively into your mouth, demanding entry while his other hand continues cupping your breast, squeezing and groping roughly. His erection presses harder against your thigh, digging into your sensitive flesh.

Despite your initial protests and confusion, you can't deny the familiar thrill coursing through your veins. You knew better, yet you still arch into his touch, moaning softly against his rough treatment.

As a warning to quit your shifting around, Adam's grip tightens around your wrists, almost painfully so, causing you to whimper in discomfort mixed with arousal.

And when he finally breaks the kiss, his breathing is heavy and labored.

"You like it, don't you?" He asked, his voice low with desire. His hips rock back and forth, grinding against you harder, making sure you felt every inch of his member. "Admit it, Y/N."

"A-adam, please... I—," you pleaded while being out of breath, but your words were cut off by another deep kiss. His tongue forced its way past your lips, exploring your mouth hungrily yet his hand didn't stop its manhandling of your chest. Meanwhile, his cock throbbed painfully against your thigh, leaving a trail of precum on your clothes.

The sensation was too much for you to handle; despite your original nervousness, the thoughts of messing up or not being enough had dissipated, and you couldn't bring yourself to refuse him anymore. You wanted him and he was totally into you.

Plus your body responded to his touch in ways you didn’t expect it to, it was incredibly in tune with his wants. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as he continued his assault on both your body and mind.

Suddenly, Adam pulled away, his breathing heavy and short. "Good girl," he praised, his tone laced with satisfaction. "Now, spread those legs for me."

While being aroused, you still reluctantly spread your legs wide apart, letting him take off your shorts and exposing your wet panties. "Please, Adam," you whimpered, unable to resist his advances any longer.

With a growl of lust, he ripped off your remaining clothes, revealing your naked body to him. His eyes devoured every inch of you—your stomach, to your hips and obviously your beautiful pussy. Without further ado, he leaned forward, his mouth descending upon your navel, tracing slow, hot lines with his tongue before moving lower still. "Mmmm, you smell so fucking good toots," he murmured against your sensitive flesh.

His hands trailed downwards too, cupping your thighs in his palms, squeezing and kneading them. Soon switching to one free hand and one holding down your legs, inching his face to your then and lapping at your heat.

“Adam, what in the heavens are you doing!?"

“Uh, trying to eating you out, pretty obvious babes”

"Yeah, I get that, but like, why?? You always complain about 'bitches being annoying for demanding you go down on them.' when you mentioned passed relationships"

"Oh yeah, I did say that lmao. Honestly, I just feel like it. You look so pathetically adorable; I couldn’t help myself."

“Did— did you just lmao out loud?”

“Do you want me to stop eating you out with all your interruptions.” He threatens.

"No! I mean, I'm alright. Please continue."

"That’s what I thought too, babes," he grinned around your wet folds, sucking and licking at your sensitive spots. His tongue traced along your cunt, flicking against your clit before returning to tease your entrance again.

You moaned softly, your hands grasping tightly onto Adam's horns as he continued to pleasure you. You arched into him, letting out a soft whimper when his long tongue brushed against your G-spot. "Mmmhmmm... More please..." you managed to mutter between heavy breaths.

He chuckled lightly against your sensitive flesh before pulling away slightly. "Alright, alright." With renewed vigor, he returned to his task with even more enthusiasm, sucking harder and faster on your clit while his fingers teased her opening. He could feel your wetness increasing rapidly, seeping down onto his hand.

Your body trembled and shook in response to the intense sensations assaulting every inch of your being; you were close now—very close. Your breathing became increasingly shallow as she fought the impending orgasm building up inside of her. Then finally you reached sweet climax.

Adam momentarily let go of you to undress himself, now cock in hand."Tell me you want it," he demanded between kisses to neck, his breath hot against your sensitive skin.

"I... I do," you managed to choke out, your voice barely audible above your heavy breathing.

"That's my girl," he purred, his voice dripping with satisfaction. Without warning, he thrust his cock deep inside you, filling you completely. A sharp cry escaped your lips as the unfamiliar yet familiar feeling washed over you. His thrusts were fast and hard, pounding into you relentlessly. Each powerful stroke brought forth a moan from your throat, mixing with his growls of pleasure.

Your body adjusted quickly to his size, accommodating him easily despite initial discomfort. You arched your back against him, meeting his rhythmic thrusts. The sensation was unlike anything you've ever experienced before—it hurt, but in the best possible way. Your chest bounced with each powerful thrust.

As Adam continued to ravish you, his fingers found their way between your legs, rubbing and massaging your sensitive folds. He teased and tormented your clit mercilessly, causing waves of intense pleasure to ripple through your core. After staring at your lower half for a minute, “I should totally get my name tatted on you, like a crotch tattoo or some shit.” he tells you in his usual goofy tone, yet the look behind his eyes seem to say that he wasn’t completely joking. You on the other could only cry out his name between ragged breaths, begging for more.

“That's it, you filthy little whore," he murmured between labored breaths. "Tell me how much you love this, slut." His pace picked up even more, slamming into you harder and faster than before. Your moans echoed around the room as he relentlessly claimed your body.

In response to his demand, you managed to choke out, "I... I love it!" Your voice cracking with desire, filled with honesty despite yourself.

"Good girl." He growled, picking up speed. His hips slammed against yours in a brutal rhythm that left you gasping for air. His fingers continued their relentless assault on your sensitive spots, driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. As a reflex you grabbed at his back, well in this case, his wings.

And that action fucked with him so bad. So Adam bit down hard on your neck, leaving a mark that would later turn into a pretty obvious hickey. Blood trickled down your skin, but it only served to heighten your arousal. "Cum for me, babe," he groaned, his voice hoarse with lust. "Let go, don’t think too hard about it"

You were close, so close to the brink of orgasm. The constant barrage of stimulation was too much for your body to handle, and you couldn't hold back anymore. "A-Adam... I'm..."

"That's it, baby," he encouraged you, his words thick with desire. He increased the pace even more, pounding into you relentlessly.

With a loud cry, you release around him, your pussy contracting tightly around his cock as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over you. Your entire body shook with the force of your climax, and sweat trickled down your body, mixing with his saliva and cum.

Adam groaned in satisfaction, following suit moments later, filling you up with his hot seed. Panting heavily, he lifted his head to stare into your eyes, his gaze filled with lust and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing, shit, that’s why your my fav."

After momentarily going inside to get cleaned up, you had returned to the balcony.

“Shit my burger is cold!” Adam bitches.

“Well what did you expect it was left on a table while being outdoors— Oh, shit, did someone-?” You begin, than the realization of the what just happened hits Locke a truck.

“-Hear us? Yeah most likely, but doesn’t really matter, they won’t do shit about it, well probably.” He says followed by a laugh.

Sometimes you wondered why you were dating someone so irresponsible, but after today, you did have another bullet point to add to your pros list. ‘The dick was good’

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mslaevateinn · 2 years

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Rating: M Warnings: None Relationships: Jane Foster/Darcy Lewis Additional Tags: moodboard, drabble Supernatural Elements, Magic School, Wax Play, Candles Summary: During a lesson where they study fire magic, Jane and Darcy get a few ideas for their sexual life.

Created for Day 8 of @kinktober2022, the square “Exploring sexuality” for the @lgbtqbingo and the weekly challenge for the @darcylewisbingohq

#dlbingohq #Darcy Lewis #Jane Foster #Darcy Lewis x Jane Foster #Moodboard #Drabble #Laevateinn #Kinktober day 8 #Wax play #weekly challenge #supernatural school #Marvel #MCU #Fire

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givereadersahug · 2 years

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Title: Accusations

Fandom: Marvel

Main Pairing: Loki, Thor (off-screen mention)

Challenge: Vocab Drabbles community on Dreamwidth

Prompt: #002 - Iconoclast

Rating: General

Word Count: 121

Tags: ficlet, canon divergence thor (2011), accusations

Summary: Loki reflects on the accusations against him.

#vocab drabbles #prompt challenge #myfanfic #fandom #marvel #loki #thor #marvel fanfiction

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elixirfromthestars · 2 years

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Fieldwork

Pairing: Detective!Bucky Barnes x Lawyer!Reader

Summary: You end up getting hurt while out in the field questioning a suspect. Thankfully, Detective Barnes is there to help.

Word Count: ~600

Warning(s): crime show level of violence / gun violence / mentions of a near-death experience / injuries + including mild description of injuries / blood / hurt+comfort

Prompt: patching up a wound + at a crime scene

a/n: This is a submission for @real-jane ‘s healing hands writing challenge! Congratulations on the milestone! 🥳 This drabble was inspired by the previous fic I wrote Conflict of Interest , this is placed around a year or so before the events of that fic happen. However, this is a stand-alone drabble, so you don’t need to read the mentioned fic to understand anything, but if you liked the dynamic here, I recommend reading it! 🥰 Thank you for reading! ❤️

“ Watch your step.” Detective Barnes had an arm wrapped around your waist, helping you maneuver through a crowd of officers. You were heading over to the back of an ambulance, a bit too shaken to walk on your own. As soon as you sat on the edge of it, his hands inspected the wound on your right shoulder. You held in any protests as the burning sensation worsened.

“ So much for my favorite coat.” You took it off, grumbling at the sight of the tear in it.

“ That’s what you’re worried about?” There was a smile of disbelief on his face.

The blouse you were wearing was expectedly torn as well. He sent you a sympathetic look when he cut through it to get to your wound. You couldn’t help the tiny gasp that escaped when you laid eyes on it. You finally realized why it felt like it was on fire. A bullet grazed your shoulder, removing a bit of the top layer of skin. The shades of red and pink across the wound assured you it would leave a scar.

“ I promise it looks worse than it actually is,” he held your arm up gently,” This might hurt a little, so hold onto me if you’d like,” his tone was so sincere it surprised you. You hadn’t known him for long, so you hesitated to accept the comfort you needed. Nevertheless, you appreciated the gesture.

He cleaned your wound meticulously, his eyes narrowing in concentration. You bit the inside of your cheek, stopping yourself from wincing. The sudden closeness had you fiddling with the loose threads of your coat that laid across your lap. Your eyes wandered over to his hands that were wrapping a bandage around your arm. This brought your attention to a cut on his index finger. You looked over at the medical kit beside you, searching for a bandaid.

Without thinking, you took a hold of his right hand and placed it on your lap, wiping the blood around his cut with a small gauze pad. You felt his gaze on you as you wrapped the bandaid around his finger.

“ You know I was the one patching you up, right?”

“ Is that your way of thanking me, detective?”

A soft chuckle escaped his lips,“ Thank you,” he paused, his smile fading,” I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made you come. You got hurt because of me.” He couldn’t meet your eyes, putting the medical supplies back in their case. You placed your hand on his wrist, grabbing his attention.

“ You’re not putting this on yourself. The suspect said he would have legal representation present, so I chose to come. If it weren’t for you, I might not be here right now. So please don’t apologize for saving my life.” You recalled the way the suspect drew his gun to shoot you, a memory you knew would haunt you for a while. If it weren’t for Detective Barnes reacting quickly, pulling you towards him and out of the line of fire, the bullet would’ve done more than just graze you.

“ I know, but I should’ve checked for any weapons in the househ-” You cut him off with a stern look, reminding him of who he was trying to argue with. He let it go, realizing he was disputing with one of the best prosecutors in New York.

“ Although, maybe you could do me a little favor and let Prosecutor Romanoff know what happened here today,” you requested with a playful tone. He blew out a breath, shaking his head, an amused expression overtaking his features. “ No way. She’s your best friend, she’ll go easy on you when you tell her. She’ll kill me once you do.” You shared a laugh at that, the mood becoming lighter.

He finished patching up your wound, the pain diminishing slightly. He held out his hand, helping you off of the ambulance,“ Now, how about I go arrest the bastard so you can take him to court?” You smirked,“ I like the sound of that.”

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dindjarindiaries · 5 months

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DIN DJARIN ONE-SHOTS

Each story below focuses on Din Djarin, with pairings for each story indicated along with summaries.

Stories marked with an asterisk (*) contain sexual, though not explicit/graphic, content.

My ratings are as follows: G (all ages), T (13+), M (18+)

Last updated: March 17, 2024

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the “heat” of the moment • reader The heat goes out on the Razor Crest and you’re the only one with an electric blanket to keep yourself warm.

my cyar’ika • fem!reader You and Din find yourselves in a marketplace lush with life, and you lose yourself in the fun while Din tries to keep you safe throughout it.

just fine • reader Din comforts you after you suffer through a tumultuous nightmare.

everything i wanted • reader You’re trapped inside a Din x Omera love triangle, struggling to get to your lover who’s entranced with your new host.

riduurok • reader This is the story of how you fall in love with the Mandalorian bounty hunter, Din Djarin.

home • reader After the child is reunited with his people, Din takes you to a place that’s unfamiliar to you but all too familiar to him: his home.

when stars align• reader You spend an affectionate morning awakening beside your Mandalorian, who you have just recently married.

more than words* • reader On the evening of your marriage, you and Din show your deep love for each other in a manner that goes beyond words.

the challenge • reader After winning a drinking challenge, Din returns to the Crest much later than expected in a state of mind much different than usual, leaving you to deal with him and whatever words spill from his mouth.

don’t blame me• reader In the weeks following your marriage, you and Din are desperate to make up for all the physical affection you’ve missed out on—leading you to do whatever you can wherever you can.

said and done • reader With Din being injured from a past fight, you’re the one in charge of the hunts for now—and Din realizes he likes having you in control.

behave* • reader After a grueling hunt, you and Din celebrate your success at a local cantina, both ending up with a little too much that leads you to do things that are a little too risky.

nothing so perfect • fem!reader You and Din think that you’re adding on to your family, only to learn there’s been a mistake—and now you’re both left to cope with the loss you never expected.

next to you • reader It’s been long enough since Din’s promised return for you to assume that he didn’t make it, and now you yearn for the life that could’ve been.

forever and always • reader When you and Din finally find the child’s home, it’s time to say goodbye—but then Din realizes he can’t.

reverence • fem!reader Following the birth of your daughter, Din spends a night marveling at the little life and the way you provide for her.

transmissions • reader When Din’s away on a long job, he gives you a holotransceiver and sends you transmissions to keep you both at ease.

purpose • fem!reader As the daughter of an Imperial senator, the Mandalorian’s hired as your bodyguard—but with the twisted ideals of your father putting you at risk, he becomes so much more than that.

irrevocable • reader After a hunt goes wrong and Din gets captured, you go after him and save him, but you find that they’ve removed his helmet and have done him personal damage that will last for much longer.

mine* • fem!reader With tensions rising not only in the galaxy but also in your relationship, Din proves to you in a new way that he’ll take care of you.

never alone • fem!reader In the aftermath of a bad nightmare, Din receives comfort from an unexpected source: his daughter.

tresses • reader When Din’s hair becomes the object of your and the baby’s affections, he decides it’s time for a trim—although he’s hesitant for a reason you must discover.

enervation • reader Din returns home from his new job as exhausted as ever, begging you to join him in sleep—and trying to make it happen at all costs.

take care • reader After Din sustains an injury on a job, you have to help him take care of himself—something he grows more and more fond of.

affliction • fem!reader When you and Din get recognized at an Imperial gala, you’re both taken into custody, where they begin to use Din to get you to talk—and lead you to do something completely unexpected.

take it off* • reader Your new ally extends his hospitality a little too far—and now Din’s determined to remind you of what he alone can provide you with.

cozy in the cockpit • reader After the Crest suffers through an intense chase and crash, you and Din must figure out how to survive on a freezing planet—your low odds causing your mutual feelings to come to the surface.

beneath the surface • reader You and Din get double-crossed when trying to find other Mandalorians, putting all three of you in deep waters.

touch it softly • reader When you invite Din to play with your hair, you both get a little more than lost in the moment.

alleviation • reader You continue helping Din recover from the traumatizing removal of his helmet, trying to make him understand that it’s okay to not be okay. (part two of Irrevocable)

the right thing • reader Din returns to you on Nevarro after the mission on Moff Gideon’s cruiser—without the child.

ni ceta par gar (i kneel for you)* • reader When Mando needs emotional release, you seek to fulfill your pining by offering something neither one of you can resist—something that could change everything.

in my head • reader The thought of Din plagues your mind—and it won’t be long until it’s forced onto your lips.

hold me in hyperspace • reader After a long hunt, you think Mando just wants some rest—but really, he just wants you.

ner yaim (my home) • reader After a day of work, you get to come home to Din, who’s fitting into his new role well.

mureyca (kiss) • reader The story of the different ways in which you share a kiss with the Mandalorian.

torrent • reader When one of Din’s worst fears is revealed, you’re left to do whatever you can to put him at ease.

bloom • reader With your relationship now in full blossom, a flustered Din takes you on your first date, where he does everything he can to tell you how you make him feel.

before i go • reader Imperial occupation of your covert as well as your mind lead to a devastating confrontation between you and your past Mandalorian lover.

favorite crime • reader When your ex-partner-in-crime and past lover enters your life again, you find yourself looking back on fond memories with a tremendous desire to chase them again.

solace • reader Din reassures you when your perfectionist tendencies catch up to you.

intemperate • reader Mando’s indulgence in liquid courage leads him to say things you never thought you’d hear—and will never forget.

scars • reader When Din shows unprecedented hatred for his battle-worn body, it’s up to you to reassure him of everything you love about it.

seeking serenity • reader Mando, overcome with anxiety in the aftermath of a risky event, needs you to bring him back to reality—and asks for much more along the way.

liberation • reader You lead a mission to free Din from an Imperial hideout, only to discover that he’s in need of you much more than you originally thought.

contrition • reader Din comforts you after you do something drastic to save his life.

bring me home • reader You reunite with your Mandalorian lover after a long separation and realize much has changed since you last him.

safety net • deaf!reader When you and Din are reunited after a hunt that goes longer than expected, your mutual feelings for each other finally bubble to the surface—regardless of the fears you’ve both buried deep within.

selfish • reader Din, who’s helplessly in love with you, is forced to watch you and your partner until he’s forced to come to terms with his feelings.

united we fall • reader Din’s unable to control the Darksaber and accidentally hurts you with it, leaving behind a deep scar on your body and his mind.

of bounties and bartenders • fem!reader The mysterious Din “Brown Eyes” Djarin returns to visit you after a job, but trouble is the last thing he’s left behind.

astronomy • reader Crossing paths with a seriously injured Din forces the two of you to come to terms with your relationship.

stardust • reader You finally reunite with your Mandalorian lover, just to learn a devastating truth.

fine line • reader Din tries his best to comfort you in the aftermath of your torturous capture.

scarlet promise • reader Vengeance consumes you when Din’s put at risk, causing him to have to pull you back to reality.

what sits in the silence • reader Your bounty-hunting rival turns to you in his time of need and brings along more baggage than you planned on handling.

when a house becomes a home • reader A new home brings new responsibilities, and there’s only one person who can teach Din how to cook a proper meal: you.

takes one to know one • reader Bounty hunters aren’t supposed to fall in love and you were okay with that. So was the Mandalorian.

love me louder • reader Your secret romance with the Mandalorian is put at risk when you find yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time.

shattered • reader When an anxious day gets the best of you, Din seeks to comfort you.

the broken who blossom • reader At long last, Din’s returned home to the covert, but he’s brought a lot more home with him than anticipated.

in sickness & in health • reader Din does his best to comfort you when you become anxious about your health.

doomsday • reader You and Din are interrogated by Moff Gideon, who has quickly realized you’re the best weapon he has to use against the Mandalorian.

i still see you • reader In the aftermath of the Morak mission, Din’s faced with a crisis you only hope you can help to resolve somehow.

fight for me • reader When Din starts to get harassed at a cantina, you can’t help jumping in to defend him at all costs.

dead to me• fem!oc On the verge of death, Twila takes off Din’s helmet, later having to face his wrath and leave his ship—even though she’s pregnant with their unborn child.

the marshal • fem!oc Din covers his face. So does she. Shrouded in mystery and unable to admit their shared intimidation, the two must work together to save Mos Pelgo—for both their sakes.

aftermath • omera After his quest has been fulfilled, Din returns to Sorgan, needing the comfort and support of someone he could never forget.

stay • omera Din wrestles with his feelings for Omera and tries to tell her how she feels—but has to let her in first.

a warrior’s purpose • daughter Din returns to the planet where he’d left his riduur many years ago to find her again—but instead, he finds someone else.

enterprise • cassian andor, k2so When Mando’s quarry offers him a better deal, he finds himself getting involved in more than he originally bargained for.

malevolence • grogu Din experiences the ghastly side effects of wielding the famed Darksaber.

foster • obi-wan kenobi Obi-Wan comes across an orphan named Din that he can’t help taking under his wing.

as it was • din djarin’s parents The living waters beneath Mandalore bring Din back to a place—and a people—he never thought he’d see again.

people watching • grogu Observation was a skill Din Djarin had mastered for his own safety, but now it sets the scene for his very own destruction.

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hisui-dreamer · 7 months

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ode to the cunning snake

Pairing: Jamil Viper x gn!reader

Synopsis: you loved him, and you couldn't wait for the day the rest of the world could see the brilliant man he is

Tags: drabble, fluff, slightly poetic, reader is a simp for jamil

Word count: 610

Notes: happy birthday jamil!! fr when i read ch4 he did no wrong in my mind, but im so glad we're seeing more character development in ch5 and 6

Masterlist

Your lover's capabilities are a hidden treasure, known only to those fortunate enough to glimpse beyond his unassuming facade. Behind the mask of modesty, he possesses a brilliant mind and a vast reservoir of talents waiting to be unleashed. Whether it's effortlessly excelling in academics, or demonstrating an innate aptitude for leadership, his capabilities know no bounds. His adaptability, honed through years of concealing his true potential, allows him to navigate any challenge with grace and finesse.

Your lover's remarkable ability to remain prepared and adapt in unexpected situations is a testament to his innate resilience and quick thinking. Whether it's a sudden change of plans, a challenging problem, or an unforeseen obstacle, he navigates these moments with a calm and collected demeanour. He seems to have an uncanny knack for thinking on his feet, effortlessly adjusting his approach to ensure the best possible outcome. It's as if he carries a mental toolbox filled with solutions for every contingency, allowing him to tackle any challenge that comes his way with a grace and composure that inspires those around him.

Your lover harbours a complex relationship with the spotlight, torn between his aversion to its glaring attention and his deep-seated longing for acknowledgment. He's a master of fading into the background, content with the shadows and the comfort of obscurity, having spent days of his childhood faking at being average. Yet, beneath that modest exterior lies an undeniable thirst for recognition, a burning desire to have his talents and achievements celebrated by others. It's a delicate dance between humility and ambition, a constant struggle to balance the desire to stay in the shadows while yearning for the validation and applause that only the spotlight can offer.

Your lover’s true passion occasionally shines through the carefully crafted facade he wears, and those moments never fail to make your heart swell with an overwhelming sense of pride. It's as if a radiant light breaks through the clouds, illuminating his entire being with a captivating and irresistible energy. For a few, brief moments, as he loses himself to dancing, you are reminded of the incredible depth and beauty of his soul. His grace, his dedication, and the sheer joy he exudes while pursuing his passion are nothing short of enchanting. You can't help but marvel at the extraordinary talent he conceals so modestly, and your pride in him swells like a tidal wave, ready to crash upon the shores of the world and proclaim his brilliance to all who will listen.

You love how in the precious moments when the two of you find ourselves alone, the facade he meticulously maintains in the outside world fades away, revealing his true, genuine self with no façade put up for his status. He becomes wonderfully emotional, wearing his heart on his sleeve without reservation. Sometimes, he allows himself to be delightfully childish, overdramatic, and loving, embracing the carefree spirit that resides within him. There's an undeniable comfort in these moments, a trust that blossoms between you, for he knows he can speak his unfiltered truth without fear with you. He bares his soul, and in those raw, authentic conversations, it’s as if the world outside fades into insignificance, and it's just us, embracing the beauty of our genuine bond.

Your love every facet of him, from his hidden brilliance to his quiet strength, from his capabilities to his adaptability, and from his passion to his endearing childishness. Your love for him is a force that knows no bounds, a love that will stand by his side as he takes those steps toward the spotlight he so rightfully deserves.

Your lover, is none other than Jamil Viper.

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