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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years

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🌸𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓-𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑!🌸

🔞𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊/18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄!🔞

𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:

3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉

ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.

dry humping and praising

5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹

ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.

glory hole and corruption/innocence

7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔

ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.

voyeurism

9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉

ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.

face-fucking and cum eating

🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:

10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹

ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.

cream pie and breeding kink

12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒

ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.

exhibitionism

14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌

ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.

dubcon

16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹

ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.

sharing kink and cuckolding

🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:

17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁

ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.

spanking and being recorded

19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.

somnophilia

21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒

ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.

overstimulation and semi-public sex

23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈

ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.

dacryphilia and knife kink

💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:

24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁

ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.

fingerfucking

26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.

cockwarming

28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎

ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.

daddy kink and thigh riding

30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒

ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.

monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈

ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.

group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing

this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing

also this one @junipermuses 💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism

and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗

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sebastiansluts · 2 months

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Hey Rose!!! Could we have something with lance degrading reader 👀 maybe breeding her and marking her with piss?

Hi!!! I hope you like this!!

Lance Tucker x Reader; reader is like 20+; hair pulling, degradation, breeding kink- unsafe sex, piss kink,

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

Lance had called you into his office to talk about your performance for the last three months as a junior coach. You weren’t nervous, you had been sleeping with him for the last two. As you walked in, you were all smiles, confidence oozing out of you.

“Hey Coach,” you grinned, popping your gum before spitting it into the trash can next to his desk. You propped yourself on the edge, showing off your short shorts. “You wanted to see me?”

Lance’s eyes were dark, shrewd, as he stood from behind his desk, walking around to face you. You couldn’t help the small gulp that happened or the moan when his hand suddenly whipped up and fisted around your pontytail, yanking your head back.

“Lance!” You cried, hands flying up to his upper arms, squeezing his biceps and getting distracted for a moment. He yanked on your hair again and you yelped, looking into his icy blue eyes.

“Can’t even focus long enough to hear how you’re doing, so typical of you,” Lance scoffed, and you felt a rush of heat go through you.

“I can, just give me a chance-” You begged but he cut you off, pressing his lips to yours, harsh and unyielding. Lance pushed away from you abruptly and spun you around, pushing you out of his office.

“Go to the lockers and strip down. Wait in the showers,” he ordered, and you nodded, obeying quickly, jumping when he slapped your ass as you passed. You walked as quickly as you dared through the gym, into the locker room.

It was nearly empty and quickly became entirely so as you disrobed, putting your clothes in your locker and heading to the showers with your usual products. You were alone, the sound of the water the only thing you could hear as you strained your ears, eyes sweeping as far as you could see into the lockers. Lance stepped into view suddenly and you flinched, as he snickered. “Knew I was coming, who else would I be? Turn the water off, go into a different stall we don’t want to slip.”

You did as he said, moving quickly glancing over your shoulder into the locker room and seeing it was still empty. Lance pushed you into the stall and up against the wall, putting your hands up high as he kicked your legs apart.

“Jesus, I’ve been fucking waiting for this all fucking day,” Lance swore, and you whimpered as he pressed the head of his dick against your entrance, sliding it around in the bit of wetness there.

“Come on baby, what’s going on, am I being too mean? My pathetic girl needs some sweetness? Well too bad that’s not what you get with me,” Lance said, slapping his dick against your cunt, hitting your clit and making you buck your hips, trying to get more. “Ahh, there she is, my desperate girl, wondering where you were.”

“Thought- thought you didn’t like desperate?” you said woundedly, and Lance just laughed, running his dick between your inner lips, coating his dick with your slick before pushing his tip inside you.

You gasped, going up on your toes, and Lance followed, pressing you into the wall, making you take it. Inch by inch, he drove into you, pulling back then hammering forwards. You were making broken little gasps and moans, feeling yourself be split open on his cock.

“I feed off of desperate, baby. Now bend over, you’re gonna take my seed like a good little whore, Daddy wants a baby this time,” Lance grinned, pushing you down until you were doubled over, still pressed against the wall, ass pushing into him.

“Gonna fill you up so full of me you’re gonna be dripping with it,” Lance groaned, thrusting forwards and making you squeal.

“Please, Lance! I need it,” you whimpered, cheek against your hands, pressing back from the wall and wriggling against Lance until he slapped your ass.

“Greedy fucking slut! Can’t just take what you’re given, always have to try to prove yourself,” Lance muttered, and you shuddered, your pussy clenching. He grabbed your ponytail again, wrapping your hair around his hand, pulling your head back while he drove his hips into you. “Where’s that fucking voice now, huh? Come on baby, tell me how good you’re going to be for me, how good you’re going to look stuffed full of my cum, swollen with me.”

Lance let go of your hair to grip your hips tightly as he began fucking you with quick, steady strokes, dragging grunts out of your mouth, as more filth spilled from his.

“Gonna come on Daddy’s dick aren’t you, slut? Yeah, you’re still a fucking slut, getting off on all of this, you’re wet as a fucking pool.” He wasn’t wrong, you were soaked, Lance slipping through your folds with ease. He reached around and pulled one of your tits out of your top, groping you harshly as he kept thrusting at even pace.

You couldn’t hold back, whimpering as you came, dropping your head, bent and hanging between your shoulders. You shook, body trembling as your cunt tightened on Lance’s dick. His hands squeezed your hips, pulling you back into him, no resistance from you.

Lance started fucking you hard and fast, chasing his orgasm. “Gonna do it this time, really gonna breed you up baby,” he moaned in your ear as he came, sputtering against your walls bare, dripping down between your legs as he fucked in and out of you eagerly.

When he pulled out, you could feel some of his cum against your thighs, and you pressed them together. “See? Such a slut, you can’t help but want to keep my cum inside you,” Lance said, putting a hand on your lower back, pushing lightly at first, then harder when you weren’t moving fast enough. “Get on your knees and face me.”

You did as he said, looking up at him to see him holding his dick and pointing it right at you. “Aw Lance, is that why we’re in the showers? This better count as extra credit,” you grumbled, closing your eyes.

You flinched when the first stream of piss hit your cheek, then relaxed into it, getting covered from head to foot. “‘Extra credit’ you’d let me do anything I wanted just for a scrap of praise, wouldn’t you?” Lance taunted, laughing as he pissed on you.

“I fucking own you, slut, don’t ever forget that. Forget about credit, forget about your job, forget about your life, you are mine. That’s your fucking progress report, baby,” Lance hissed, finishing peeing and standing tall over you.

#rose writes #smut #no y/n #lance tucker #lance tucker x reader #lance tucker smut #lance tucker x y/n #lance tucker x you

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Rumplestiltskin, Part 10

Summary: the conclusion and end of the King and Queen of Palmona

Pairings: Andy Barber X Ransom, Lance Tucker X Reader, Chase Collins X Andy Barber

Rating: mild

Warnings: language, kidnapping(?), 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.7K

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*dividers by @firefly-graphics

“Oh, come here, my little princess,” you pick up your daughter who looks back at her window. Her hand outstretched to the opening and she whines looking at you, and then back to the window. “Is that where he comes in at?”

Her chubby little hands curl to the outside. Gurgling out nonsensical words, and you step back, “Not today sweetheart. Any day but today,” your arms wrap around her tightly when you give her a soft kiss to the top of her head. You had a pit in your stomach that should Lance come to call, he would try something drastic.

“Come on, let’s go into mama and daddy’s room. Later, we’re going to take Marshall to visit your papa,” looking back out the window, you take a deep calming breath before walking into your room. You were uneasy, and felt as if you should hold Branwen all day. Would the contract allow Lance to take your precious daughter? Would there be a hold on him to where he could not remove her from you? It was things that you didn’t want to think about, but things that you should ponder greatly.

Andy marches up the steps of the castle his brother was erecting. It wasn’t as grand as the one that they had grown up in, but this one was being fashioned with gold everywhere. Andy’s cloak billows behind him as he searches for his absentee brother. No word from him in months.

He spots the greedy man, and stomps over to him. Ransom spins on his heels looking at him, and Andy stops, and flinches away at the sight of him, “Why are you here?” Ransom demands. “Why have you set foot in my castle?”

“I have come to tell you that you can no longer marry Aurelia.”

“Why? Because you already have?” With a nod of his head, Ransom shrugs. “Andy, I did that to have something you didn’t have. But even that cunny in between her legs is not greater than this,” his hand lifts up as he motions around his grand castle. “You think too small. Pussy is pussy. But gold is forever. You take your wife and your bastard daughter, while I’ll let my women age out. Go after a newer, younger model when I tire of the heat in between her thighs. It’s just sex.”

“What has happened to you brother?”

“What do you mean?” Andy takes a step back as Ransom’s voice turns into more of a growl. The bright blue of his eyes start to darken, turning a burnished gold. “I am fine! I am happy and have all the riches in the world. You have a used up piece of ass and a disgusting brat. Take them. I can fill every room in my castle with different pussy. Have a new one for every night of the week. Have ten fulfill my every filthy desire at once if I choose. Stack them on top of each other and use them just as the flesh that they are. You see? I don’t fucking care about your precious princess Aurelia. I have more power than you because I have no weakness. You are but a slug on the earth. Should they be taken away from you,” his eyes darken more, turning a deep shade of black, and a flash within them makes Andy jump back.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Does he come to you at night and grant you your wishes?” Ransom’s neck twists at an awkward angle, and the veins surrounding his eyes turn gold. It was grotesque watching his brother become the beast that was always residing deep within him. “He told me he won’t be granting your wish. Better run home Andrew. Time’s up.”

Andy looks behind his brother, sitting in a gnarly and crooked tree was a man with grand black feathers, “Tick tock. How long will it take you to ride back to Palmona? Left them all alone,” he sneers as a mix between a grunt and a cackle ripples through his body, and Andy runs back from whence he came.

“Walter!” He shouts, jumping onto the horse who grunts at his weight. “They’re in trouble. You need to run at the speed of lightning,” Walter rares back on his hind legs, before charging back towards the kingdom. Snorting at how stupid Andy had been to leave you and Branwen alone, and traveling so far.

You watch your happy baby shake her rattle on the floor. Thinking to yourself you had enough time to pour some water into a cup. Taking your eyes off her a few seconds, to turn to the basin when you hear a thump, and a squealing giggle from Branwen. Spinning around, you gasp. She was reaching towards Lance with a smile.

He looked different. Closer to when you first met him, “Lance,” you go towards him, but he tsks you. Shaking his finger, and he lifts her up in your arms. “Give her to me.”

“Why?’

“She’s mine.”

“Did you forget?” You shake your head no, getting right beside him, and reaching your arms to grab her. “She’s no longer yours, Queen Aurelia. She belongs with me now.”

“No!” He tries to launch himself off the ground, but his feet won’t allow him to move. “Give her to me!”

He tries again, only to grunt in frustration. Branwen looks up at him with a pout, and then back at you. Her golden amber eyes start to fill with tears, “Don’t cry, little one. I’m trying to get us home.”

“You can’t take her.”

“We had a deal. She now belongs to me, so whatever power you have over me, let it fall. Our deal was a legal binding contract between faerie and mortal. Aurelia, I won’t be so kind when I ask the second time.”

“Please, you’re scaring her,” he looks down at the baby whose lip was puckered out. Her mouth opens as a silent cry escapes. Her eyes close as crocodile tears drift down her face. “My darling, mommy’s right here.”

“What have you done?”

“She’s not Ransom’s,” Lance puffs up his chest, confused as to why you would say that. “Our contract was for mine and Ransom’s first child. She’s Andy’s. You can’t leave with her. Our contract was binding and legal. You have no claim over that baby. She is mine and Andy’s. Now give her to me.”

Lance’s nose flairs, and his head tilts back. Letting out a piercing scream when you run to gather your baby. Holding her tight against your chest. Wiping the tears off her beautiful skin, and peppering kisses over her silky black hair. Trying to hold her ears as Lance’s cry makes your ears feel as if they're bleeding. Walking the two of you back into a corner, when the noise suddenly stops.

Your chest heaves with your tears, and you lift your baby up to look at her. Her little hand reaches back towards the window, and she starts to cry. Almost as if she realized that her friend was truly gone. Holding onto her tightly, rocking her until her tears stop. Yourself falling into a deep sleep.

“Aurelia,” Andy was calling. Your eyes blink openly heavily, your daughter still sleeping soundly in your arms, “Aurelia,” his voice sounded off, but you follow it into Branwen’s room that had a golden glow to it. “Aurelia.”

One foot in front of the other. Your steps were heavy as you try to get out of your hazy feeling. That horrendous machinery in the middle of your daughter’s room, and you cuss Andy. “Aurelia, just touch it. It’ll get rid of it for good, princess.”

Branwen’s eyes blink open, and yips as you get closer to the spinning wheel. Your hand out in front of you, and Branwen cries. “Aurelia, you’re almost there, darling. Just touch it.”

You press your finger down on the spindle, and you're transported to a garden with Andy and Branwen. It was beautiful. So green, and open with your husband and child. Your golden crown on top of your head, and even Andy looks regal with his own crown. Branwen tries to walk towards you, her own little tiara already crooked on her jet black hair.

“You could have hurt her!” Lance bends over to pick your crying baby up off the floor, and she buries her face into his chest. “What did you do?”

“Well, we had a deal. She touched the spindle. Take her, and the child can go with you,” Lance looks between you and the baby in his arms that he was trying to soothe and shakes his head. “Fine,” Chase answers quickly. “Let Andy arrive. He kisses your queen, and he gets her and the child. And you are nothing but a blackened soul.”

“He can’t…he can’t do that.”

“Oh, he can. True love’s kiss, you see. The debt will be paid. She touched it, she’s asleep, and only Andy’s lips can wake her.”

Branwen reaches towards your body, and pouts up at Lance, “Mama.”

“Oh, Andy will be here soon. Figure it out,” Chase bends at his knees, before flying out the window, leaving Lance alone to think.

“Mama!” Branwen reaches towards your sleeping body, her lip trembling at him, “Mama. Dada!”

“No!”

“Ehh!” She smacks at Lance’s nose, “Mama! Dada!”

“No, you won’t be seeing your father. You are mine to raise. He lets your mother do everything. She needs a break,” Lance takes a deep breath, realizing he’s going to have to do more than fly you out of here. The beating of the hooves of Walter in the distance as Andy gets closer to the palace. “I’m going to be out of magic for awhile with this one,” he crouches down by your body, making sure to touch you and the baby, before you’re gone with nothing left but his golden sparkles.

Andy races into your room, and watches as the final sparkles drift down to the floor, “Aurelia! Branwen! No!” His face distorts in anger, and he kicks at the spinning wheel.

“I was wondering when you would show up,” Andy looks into the shadows to see Chase, and he stands up at full height, but Andy stays unflinching. Grabbing up one of the baby’s toys, he throws it at Chase, who laughs at Andy’s misery. “Missing something?”

“What did you do?”

“Ah, I made a deal with my brother. He made a deal with your wife,” he shrugs, still laughing at Andy. “Want them back?”

“They’re all I want. Take this cursed crown off my head and bring me my family back!”

“I like your passion, Andrew. But you see, we’re at an impasse here. I don’t know for certain where my brother has taken them.”

“She’s not Ransom’s. That child is born of my blood and love. Bring her back!”

“Yes, I’m aware of your wife’s forked tongue. Tricking a faerie isn’t easy to do, but when a faerie is in love with a woman who loves another, words are missed. But I offer you something,” Andy breathes deeply as Chase walks around his body. Sniffing at the man, and he retches. “You smell of them.”

“Shut up you beast!”

“That’s your brother. How did he look today? His transformation is well under way. I wonder if anyone will ever love him when he resembles the beast that dwells inside his dark soul? No matter, I have a gift for you. Your wife isn’t dead. Merely asleep, and the touch of your lips is just the remedy. Find her and kiss her. Of course, she’s in an ageless sleep. You and your daughter are not. Faeries move quickly, they hide in plain sight, so what if you die before she ever wakes.”

“No!” Andy swings his fist at the faerie, but Chase lowers his gaze at him. “I’ll do anything. I can’t lose them.”

“Good, I knew you’d see things in my way. But, I am fae, so this goes with a contract. I can put the whole woods in an ageless…”

“Not sleep!”

“No, an ageless bubble. With conditions. Once our young reaches the age of your wife, they stop,” Andy looks at him in fear, realizing that he didn’t mean the whole woods. “That’s right. Your daughter could be grown by the time you see her again. You won’t age past today. But that beautiful little raven can grow into a beautiful woman. Being raised by faeries, she could learn to magic. Her mother is born of magic. You haven’t noticed she possessed some herself? You see, there are stipulations.”

“Of course there is. The devil always has stipulations,” Andy grabs Chase’s arms from circling him, “Look me in the eye when you’re making your offer.”

“We have a problem. And I love chaos. How will we ever get fresh meat in the forest? I will construct an apple tree. Partake of the apple, and you’re stuck in these dark woods for as long as your wife is asleep. It is hard to get out of tall, dark trees anyways, but this would make it impossible.”

“You’re trapping people in here?”

“For your benefit, Andrew. Do you know what resides in these woods? Men that transform into animals. Even swans that wait for the moon to shine on them. A wolf that desires virgins. And your brother a greedy beast who lusts after gold. He’s not finished, by the way. What of your father, and his own greed? How did you become so noble? Andy, I think we can both agree you will take my offer. You’ll search for a hundred years and never find her. Become penniless and weak searching for a ghost and a raven. I only offer you this once. When I leave, you’re alone. You’ll die of old age before you ever find your precious Aurelia, and your daughter will never even know you exist,” he moves to strike Andy, but a powerful force stops him.

“What have you,” Chase pulls down Andy’s shirt, and sees his brother’s medallion hanging on his chest, “Your wife is clever. Protecting you from faeries. I guess that’s why she touched the spinning wheel the same day that the protection was away from her. She should have kept it on. You could have had longer with your daughter.”

“Or,” Lance cackles, watching Andy’s face go through so many emotions. He did in fact love you beyond words, “I offer you an alternative. Say my brother’s name, and everything becomes just a blink of time. Your family will be sleeping in your bed,” Andy looks at him, shaking his head. You never once uttered the faerie’s name. Never told him of his name. Never spoke much about him. Keeping the life you had with Lance a secret. “She failed that time.”

Chase turns to leave, and Andy slowly closes his eyes. The visions he had of you and him ruling together now crushed, and gone. His daughter that he had wanted was now taken from him. “Stop! You have your deal.”

Chase’s lips turn up into a snarl, and he snaps his fingers. Launching out the window to plant his magical apple seed. Should Andy ever try to chop it down, another would sprout, and that one would be deadly. Andy collapses on the floor as he mourns the loss of you and his daughter. You were not dead, but he couldn’t feel your warmth. He no longer heard his beautiful daughter laughing because Andy was truly alone. Destined to wander these woods in search of his family. A family that he would never forget, but a daughter that would never remember him.

With his body shaking in anger and turmoil, he stands. Casting his crown to the side and slowly walks out of the castle, jumping on his trusty steed Walter, “You really screwed up this time.”

“You can talk?”

“Chase likes chaos,” Walter snorts. “I thought my spell would be broken when you kissed her.”

“Who are you,” Andy leans to look at the horse.

“Her uncle. Now I’m stuck in life with the likes of you. And if you meet her again, and kiss her, and I’m still a fucking horse, I’m going to hoof that stupid faerie to death,” Walter whinnies as he trots out into the forest. An impossible journey with a man he only halfway liked. This was going to be a long lifetime saddled with the former King of Palmona. And an eternity searching for Andy’s lost family as he becomes the guardian of the woods. The woodcutter that protected all that resided here, until he found his true love. And with his kiss, the spell on the woods would be broken. Until then he is but a nomad.

THE END FRIEND

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warnings — DDLG, swearing, mentions of longing/missing someone, mentions of leaving someone, teasing??

characters — dark!andy barber, dark!steve rogers, dark!ransom drysdale, dark!bucky barnes, dark!lance tucker, dark!clark kent, dark!syverson, dark!august walker

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After placing two scoops of the chocolate ice cream on the cone, Y/N lifted her head up to look at her daddy who sported a scowl on his face as he was drumming a pen in between his fingers as he tried to piece together the facts of the case. Normally, she wouldn’t be allowed so close to Andy as he was working, but given how needy she had been all morning — despite sitting right by his feet wasn’t enough for her — she promised to remain well-behaved and quiet for him so he gave her the green light to go ahead and stay with hi as she played with her scoop and learn toy set. Silently putting down her cone by the ice cream trolley, she moved towards his leg and when he didn’t move or acknowledge her, she clung her arms around his calf as her cheek snuggled up against his shin. “What?” Feeling something cling around his lower leg snapped him right out of his focused trance as his confusion easily melted into adoration as he peered down and saw his girlfriend curled up against him. “My petal’s quite needy today isn’t she?” “Sorry dada,” She said lowly as her fingers drummed rhythmically against his clothed leg, “Was behaved and nice.” Nodding, he then bent and carried her to sit on his lap. She squealed excitedly as she then wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face in his neck, “Wuv you, dada.” Humming, he rubbed her back soothingly as he looked into her eyes, “Need to hold dada huh?” The smile that formed on her lips was a toothy grin that was the attorney’s favorite sight in the whole world. “Want to hold you so much, dada; ‘m sorry,” She pouted at the thought of him being disappointed at her; sensing the drop of her mood, he then cooed and peppered kisses all over her face, feeling his prickly beard graze her skin prompted her to erupt in a fits of giggles as she loved the affection that he was showering her with. “This what you needed, my little petal?” He asked her in his gentle, playful tone as she nodded and snuggled herself against his chest as she toyed with his large fingers, “Mhm, love you so much, dada.”

“Hello?” August answered the phone call with a frown — Y/N was never one to call her boyfriend when he had missions that required him to go undercover and/or while he had overseas operations; so it was alarming that she called him he thought of only the worst possible scenarios. “Hi, daddy,” She sniffled out into the phone — part of her was relieved she got to hear his voice, but really she just longed to be with him. “What’s wrong, little one?” He furrowed his eyebrows as he impatiently tapped his fingers against the steering wheel; she let out a sigh before admitting, “Miss you, daddy. So sad without you.” Despite feeling pain on the field of his job, the sound of her small and vulnerable voice was the most painful thing he ever had to hear or endure. “Little one, have you been good for me?” She nodded against her phone as she hugged the Cinnamoroll stuffie that had a shirt specifically sewn on for the stuffie which had the words “daddy’s little one” embroidered on it, “I do, daddy. Miss your kisses and hugs so much.” As he parked his car in front of their yard he smirked as he answered her, “Well who knows when I’ll get back right?” He was positive that there was a pout on her lips as she thought of the likelihood that she was going to be alone for a while, “But daddy I miss you already!” Her whine was so loud that she didn't hear the way August opened up their front door and walked to the living room where she was lying in the couch; he ended the call and he could see her slumping down her shoulders from behind before jumping down beside her and hugging her, “Well good thing daddy’s home now, yeah?” She let out a shrilling shriek in excitement as she kissed his bearded cheeks repeatedly, “I missed you so much, daddy! Promise I was the goodest girl for you!”

“How are your chicken tenders, sweetie?” Bucky asked after pressing a kiss on her forehead; they were out to dinner with Sam and his girlfriend, Leila — who like her was a little too. After the two bonded over the activity paper the server handed to them, they both munched down on their meal. “So yummy, tătic! But,” She trailed off as she looked around nervously. After drinking down a chunk of his beer then looked at him with worry written on his face, “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Without a word, she snuggled close to his side right as she tangled her arms around his metal arm before looking up at him with doting eyes, “All better, tătic!” Slightly picking up on what she was up to, he grabbed another chicken and tapped it on her lips; she moaned lowly when he fed her then snuggled up more to his arm. “Need my touch, don’t you sweetheart?” Shyly, she nodded as she played with his fingers, “Always want you close to me.” Sam and Leila were both busy being all snuggled up too so Bucky repeatedly, sweetly kissed her lips before telling her, “How ‘bout we take a bath later, sweetie?” Extremely thrilled with the idea of spending tub time with her daddy, she nodded too much that little chunks of the chicken she was eating escaped her mouth as she expressed her liking of his idea, “So excited for that, tătic! Can we go home now and bathe together?” Chuckling at the small mess she made, he wiped the sides of her mouth with a napkin then kissed her forehead, “Only a few more minutes before we can bath together, sweetie.”

“Into the tub you go, doll,” Steve sing-songed as he gently placed Y/N into the bathtub that was filled with warm water and soapy bubbles. She giggled as she felt the warm water graze her skin. For a while, she was busying herself with playing and blowing the bubbles; after a while, she was craning her neck to look for Steve, “Sir? Where are you?” A pout was now formed onto her lips that earlier was stretched out into a smile. The super soldier was in their shared bedroom preparing what she was going to wear after her bath when he heard her distressed call for him. Entering their ensuite bathroom the skin of his forehead wrinkled up as he approached her and kneeled down by the tub, “What’s wrong, doll?” A small amount of water splashed onto him when she crossed her arms, “Want you, sir.” Not fully understanding what she meant, he brought a hand to caress her back — as if to coax her into explaining as he said, “I am here, doll. What do you want?” “Want you here, sir,” Unclasping her arms from where they were crossed, she dropped her arms in the bubbly water and pouted at him. Nodding in understanding, he then stood up; hearing her whimper in need made him chuckle a bit, “I’m just gonna remove my clothes then join you in there okay, doll?” Gone was the frown that earlier donned her face for she now had a wide grin as she clapped when Steve slowly dipped in the tub, careful as to not spill water out of the tub. Once he was fully seated in the tub, his doll then moved over to him and hugged him tight, “Love you, sir.” Placing her on his lap, he then kissed the top of her head as he tried to calm his beating heart, “I love you too, doll. Now, how ‘bout we clean you up with your favorite shampoo hm?”

“Where you bringing me, baby girl?” Sy wondered out loud as he allowed his nearly 200 pound self to be whisked away. It was unusual of her to remain this quiet; for some her whining and blabbering would be annoying, but the Texan captain loved how verbal she was especially since it served as a constant reminder about how much he was needed by her. Upon being brought to the den of their house that served as the office, he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he gently stroked her back, hoping to coax out an answer out of her, “What are we gonna in the office, baby?” She pointed to the landline phone and to the stuffed animal that arrived defective a few days ago. “You want me to make a call?” He asked and she nodded with a wide smile. “Why can’t you make the call?” The question was asked out of curiosity, but with the way she batted her eyelashes and bit her lip bashfully had him worried. A small smile graced his face when she opened her mouth, but she quickly closed it and instead grabbed a pen and paper. Sitting down on the swivel chair, he patiently waited for her to finish jotting down her message. When she was done, she shyly slid over the paper to him and once he read it the words broke his heart, “My voice is ugly. Who said this, baby girl?” Shrugging her shoulders she fiddled with her fingers but he placed her on his lap which allowed him to gently stroke her thighs, “Come on, baby girl, please talk to me? I miss hearing your pretty voice.” As if to prove his point, his beard tickled her skin as he pressed kisses on her throat; she giggled as her hands pushed his wide chest away and cleared her throat, “Some guy said my voice is too deep for a girl.” Sy’s jaw clenched in anger at the person who disrespected his girl’s feature; a thick finger of his hooked under her chin to make her look at him, “Listen to me, okay? Don’t listen to the meanie who said that. Your voice is beautiful and lovely, just like the rest of you.” Biting the inside of her mouth, she then looked up at him with teary eyes; he was about to question as to why she was tearing up when she wrapped her arms tight around his neck as she peppered kisses on his bearded cheek, “Thank you, daddy. Needed that reminder.”

“Papa?” Y/N groggily called out as she rubbed the sleep away from her eyes and looked to the side of the bed; she frowned when she noticed that the gold medalist wasn’t occupying the earlier spot he claimed. Grabbing for the first stuffed toy he had given her in her arms, she made her way off their bed and checked their walk-in-closet and ensuite bathroom — and was displeased when he wasn’t there. There were two other bedrooms and a bathroom on the upper floor and all three areas did not house her loving boyfriend. “Where are you?” She was now close to crying as she headed down the stairs. Upon hearing noise coming from their dining room, she then skipped over there and was shocked to see him wearing his USA jacket and was faced in front of a laptop. “Well I have to say that my biggest motivation has to be my loving girlfriend,” Just as he said the last word he shot Y/N a sincere smile, patting her lap — motioning for her to sit on it. Thankful that she wasn’t wearing her little pajamas and instead fell asleep wearing one of his sweatshirts, she shyly sat on his lap and was surprised to see that the accomplished gymnast was being interviewed, “And she just pushes me to be the best I can be, in all aspects.” At the compliment, she shyly waved at the interviewer. “Well that is all the time we have. Thank you so much Lance Tucker for gracing us with your presence and introducing us to your lovely girl too.” Lance’s computer screen faded into his screensaver of the two of them — the gymnast kissing her cheek as she smiled wide into the camera. “Woke up without you and was so scared, papa.” Her confession had his heart hurting a bit but he cuddled her and explained, “I’m sorry, angel. I had an interview and you looked so adorable while you sleep that I didn’t want to wake you.” At his explanation, her little mind was able to understand it and nodded, “Promise to never leave me?” His reply was instant, “My greatest nightmare would be leaving you. I love you so much, angel,” For the only thing he has ever been sure of in his entire life was that she was going to be with her for the rest of their days together.

As much as Ransom and Y/N enjoyed summer, the bright sunny days allowed them to stroll around the different sights and go on long road trips across the state — even the country if the only Thrombey child wasn’t feeling lazy. “Princess, have you packed your clothes already?” He asked from the main floor of his house as he zipped up his duffle bag after checking once again that he had packed the necessary garments for their three-day stay in the high-end resort Ransom got them a booking to. “King, can you come here please?” The man that was called for had to chuckle as he made his way up the stairs, heading for their bedroom because he could practically sense that she was pouting as she called for him. “Princess, everything alright with you?” Seeing her kneeling down in front of her suitcase with a wide array of clothing articles spread all around her. Shaking her head, she crossed her arms as her lips formed a pout, “Need king to help me pack.” Wrapping his arms around her and placing her on his lap, he kissed the side of her neck, “My little princess needs help packing her clothes?” Snuggling against his chest, she nodded as she slipped her thumb into her mouth, “King packs my clothes better.” Having her in his lap as he was folding some of her clothes then placing it on her matching suitcases didn’t pose as a challenge for him; in fact he loved the thought of her being all small that she needed him. “Such a helpless, needy little thing you are hm?” Even though he was partially joking, she took it seriously but was not offended by it, “Just want my king near me at all times, please.” After zipping up her bags once they have been filled with all the clothes she was probably going to use during their stay there, he simply kissed her cheek and gently pat her thighs, “Well king’s not going anywhere without his pretty princess. Now let’s go on our vacation, okay?”

“Where are you, bubba?” Y/N pouted as she rubbed her hands on her arms as she stood by the balcony in their apartment. Her phone was in one of the pockets of the bathrobe she was wearing, and when she grabbed for it, she searched on Twitter for Superman. A sad smile graced her lips when she read about him being currently in a different country, aiding citizens who were currently suffering a forest fire in their location. Locking her phone, she then moved towards the door and before fully going in and locking the door behind her she looked up in the sky with hopeful eyes, “Please come home soon, bubba.”

Removing the robe from her body, she rested it by her dresser then crawled under the covers as she hugged the pillow Clark often laid down on when they slept together. A gush of strong wind blew past her and before she could even process what it was or see it properly, she was faced with a freshly showered Clark who was smiling and laying down beside her, “Hi, bubba. I’m home.” Her cheeks hurt from smiling so wide as she kissed his lips repeatedly and excitedly. “I’m so happy you’re home, bubba! I missed you so damn much.” She moaned out in pleasure when his arms opened wide and cuddled her close and warm into his chest. Pressing a kiss on the top of her head, he then rubbed her back soothingly, “I know, bubba. I heard you.” hearing those words, she hid her face deeper into his chest, not having the guts to look up at him. With a cheeky grin, he reassured her, “ And don’t worry, I’ll be all yours this weekend. There’s no way I will be neglecting my precious bubba.”

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geminimoonbeamx · 2 years

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2017-2019

Listen, i’ve had a spiritual awakening(extensional crisis) and my writing style has def evolved. Here’s an archive of all the well loved oldies for you all

This is a plus size blog, run by a plus sized writer

Bucky Barnes

Smut: *

Confessions *

Time of the Month*

Finger Painting

Feeling Yourself (drabble)

Hair Pulling (drabble)

A Little Extra Paddin for the Winter*

I’m Not Your Toy*: Part 1, Part 2

Between a Rock and a Hard Place*: Part 1 Part 2

Time of the Month*

Warmth - fluff

The Nutcracker, Winter Wonderland* (a continuation of The Nutcracker)

Rainstorms and Lullabies; Bucky x reader fluff

Bucky Barnes x reader Works in Progress

Cherry Pie MASTER LIST; A Bucky Barnes x Reader story (in progress)

Moth Wings Part 1;

Moth Wings Part 2;

Growing Pains preview

Rainstorms Over New York preview; Bucky x reader, Steve x POC OC

Naïve Series; reader (Tony Stark’s goddaughter) x Bucky Barnes

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Bucky is Gomez Addams headcannon

Bucky Barnes AU (sugar baby)

Sugar Rush Part 1

Sugar Rush Part 2

Sugar Rush Part 3

Bucky Barnes AU (mobster)

In the Land of Gods and Monsters MASTERLIST (intro, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)

Bucky Barnes AU (biker)

Over the River and Through the Woods (Christmas)

Other Avengers

Untitled; A Stucky x Poc reader story

Soft Touch; reader x Wanda Maximoff x Steve Rogers

Electric Feel Series; Steve/OC/Bucky - CURRENTLY ON HOLD. WILL RECONTINUE IN 2018 - Part 1

Comfort - Pietro Maximoff x Reader*

Carter Baizen

Retrograde Part 1; collab with peacefulwriter 88; Carter Baizen x reader

Retrograde Part 2; collab with peacefulwriter88; Carter Baizen x reader

I Knew You Were Trouble: Intro, Part 1

Jingle All the Way (Sugar Daddy Carter)

Chris Beck

Wait a Life Time

Space Cadet: Part 1

Chris Beck Sugar Daddy headcannons

NSFW Headcannon

Lance Tucker

Sweet Tooth - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Chase Collins

Hypnotic Taking Over Me: Part 1, Part 2*

#Bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #plus size reader #plus sized reader #sebastian stan #chris evans #Lance Tucker #Chris Beck #carter baizen #masterlist #old masterlist #bucky barnes x plus size reader

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luxeavenger · 3 years

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Welcome To My Masterlist

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SERIES:

Backstage Pass (ongoing)

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x female!reader

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Kinktober 2023 (COMPLETE)

Backstage Pass characters, multiple pairings (for days/prompts/pairings, please see series masterlist

Series Masterlist

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Kinktober 2022 (COMPLETE)

Multiple pairings (for days/prompts/pairings, please see series masterlist)

Series Masterlist

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Kinktober 2021 (COMPLETE)

Multiple pairings (for days/prompts/pairings, please see series masterlist)

Series Masterlist

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Put Your Trust In Me (COMPLETE)

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Series Masterlist

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I Wish I Was Your Girl (COMPLETE)

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

1 // 2 // 3

OneShots:

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Saturate My Soul

Kinktober prompt

My Good Boy [Pre-War/Pre-Serum Stucky | Praise kink]

Get You Knocked Up [40's!Twink!Steve x 40's!Bucky | Breeding Kink]

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Reader

You Feel Like Paradise

Kinktober prompt

It's Rude To Tease [Mob Boss!Bucky x Mob Boss!Steve | In public]

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Tie My Feet To Rocks And Drown

Man, He Never Had A Chance

We Can’t Go To Hell If We’re Already There

Run Zaychik, Run (Run Rabbit, Run)

Whiskey And Charcoal [Dad's Best Friend!Bucky]

Kinktober prompts

Do Something For Me? [Biker!Bucky | Spit kink]

A Bet. Sort Of. [Best Friend!Roommate!Bucky | Dubcon]

It Makes His Palms Sting [Mob Boss!Bucky | Impact play]

Throw Some Benefits Into This Friendship [Best Friend!Roommate!Bucky | Sex toys]

Open Wide For Me [Biker!Bucky | Face fucking]

Didn't Say We Were Done [DBF!Bucky | Frottage] (DBF!Bucky part 1)

His Little Bee [DBF!Bucky | Overstimulation] (DBF!Bucky part 2)

Your Own Damn Fault [Mob Boss!Bucky | Sex Toys In Public]

Empty [Stepdad!Bucky | Caught Masturbating] (Stepdad!Bucky part 1)

Everywhere [Stepdad!Bucky | Daddy Kink] (Stepdad!Bucky part 2)

His New Obsession [Dark!Winter Soldier | Scent Kink]

Steve Rogers x reader

Kinktober prompts

Give Her Something To Remember You By [Nomad!Steve | Overstimulation]

Say It Again [Nomad!Steve | Daddy kink]

You Really Wanna Do This Now? [Mob Boss!Steve | Thigh riding]

See What you Do To Me? [Nomad!Steve | Fleshlight]

At Least It's Roomy...? [Nomad!Steve | Temperature Play]

Curtis Everett x Reader

The Corners Feel Friendly

Kinktober prompt

Can I Try Something? [Nipple play]

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Kinktober prompt

Wool Sweater, Silk Scarf [Dirty Talk]

Pent Up [Orgasm delay/denial]

Destroyer!Chris x reader

Kinktober prompt

I Said Hush [Breathplay]

The Way It Tastes [Gun Play]

Jake Jensen x reader

Kinktober pompt

Stay Put, Be Cool, And Quit Squirming [Cock warming]

A Little Bit Of Friction [Cock Warming]

Andy Barber x reader

Kinktober prompt

New Neighbor [Voyeurism]

Curtsy [Spanking]

Ari Levinson x reader

Kinktober prompt

Don't Tempt Him [Marking]

Ari Levinson x Andy Barber x reader

Kinktober prompt

Anything We Give You [Neighbor!Ari x Neighbor!Andy | Double penetration]

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Kinktober prompt

Tell me I'm Yours [Possessive]

County Lines [Chase Kink]

Robert "Mr. Freezy" Pronge x reader

Kinktober prompt

Freezy Baby [Temperature play]

Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Get Me High When I'm Low

Kinktober prompt

Bargaining Time Is Over [Edging]

Don't Leave Me To Suffer So [Bondage]

I Need Your Worship [Begging]

Asks/Imagines:

Lance Tucker

You’ve Really Got A Hold On Me (Bucky&Alpine fluff) [Backstage Pass]

This Is How All Their Debates End (Bucky x Steve) [Backstage Pass]

Meoow (I Let Alpine Name This Chapter) (Bucky & Alpine fluff) [Backstage Pass]

Drabbles:

Caught Speeding (dark!Lee Bodecker x reader)

Linen Closet (Ransom Drysdale x reader)

Gentleman’s Agreement [Backstage Pass]

In Lieu Of Divorce (dark!Andy Barber x reader)

Little Pearl [Backstage Pass] (Loki Laufeyson x reader)

Mouse | Sugar [Backstage Pass] (Nat x reader)

Your Boss’s Desk (Ari Levinson x reader)

Do You Like Me? (MCU steve x bucky)

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sweeterthanthis · 3 years

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'Quote Me On It' Masterlist

A collection of fics written for my 'Quote Me On It' 6k Challenge 🖤

Check out these amazing authors and their wonderful creations! Thank you, truly, from the bottom of my heart for contributing to this challenge 🖤

*Please read the warnings listed in each individual fic*

♡ Peaches and Cream by @river-soul

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ We Know by @saidrolav

Sam Wilson x Reader

♡ A Promise by @there-goes-thefighter

Brock Rumlow x Coulsons Daughter OC

♡ Underwater by @sweetlyscared

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

♡ Love Potion by @thewildthorberrys

Thor x Reader

♡ The Massage by @jimmypagesandbrianmayshair

Sam Wilson x Reader

♡ Crossed Oceans Of Time by @lucisfavoritedemon

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Charity Case by @dollslayer

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ His by @thefanbasewhore

Biker!Bucky x F!Reader

♡ Glimpse by @kleohoneyao3

Ghost!Bucky x Reader

♡ The Blood Queen by @little-diable

Knight!Chris Evans x Queen!Reader

♡ Decisions by @uncensored-steve-the-platypus

Andy Barber x Reader

♡ Honeymoon by @iillicitarts

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ I Put A Spell On You by @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog

Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

♡ If Only You Didn't Have To Forget by @band--psycho

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

♡ All Dark, No Stars by @boxofbonesfic

Werewolf!Bucky x Reader

♡ A Leap of Faith by @gwenavibra

Tom Holland x Reader

♡ What A Lie by @bemine-bucky

Andy Barber x Reader

♡ Golden Boy by @buckyssimp

Virgin!Steve Rogers x Experienced!Reader

♡ Feel Me by @navybrat817

Chris Beck x F!Reader

♡ Permission by @silver-pieces

SoftDark!Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Want To Bet On It? by @ladyfallonavenger

Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

♡ Boogie Nights by @tuiccim

Bucky Barnes x Innocent!Reader

♡ When Daddy's Not Around by @cockslut-padalecki

DBF!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ Deals & Decisions by @my-divine-death

Demon!Ransom x F!Hunter!Reader

♡ My Dark Angel by @angrybirdcr

Curtis Everett x F!Reader

♡ Tainted Love by @gogolucky13

Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader

♡ From The Outside by @slothspaghettiwrites

Andy Barber x Bottom!Reader

♡ Informal Affairs by @dreamlessinparis

Mob!Bucky Barnes x Mob!F!Reader

♡ Not A Day Without You by @waywardbaby

Dean Winchester x Reader

♡ Had No Need To Fight by @howdoyousleep3

Alpha!Steve Rogers x GNOmega!Reader

♡ Promise by @romancherry

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ The Fucker by @the-iceni-bitch

Lance Tucker x Female!Reader

♡ Forever by @thefallenbibliophilequote

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ This Or That by @chrissquares

Jake Jensen x Female!Reader

♡ Here With Me by @barbersbrat

Rachel Gatina x Latina!Reader x Andy Barber

♡ Who The Hell Is Bucky? by @payperhearts

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Hanging Out by @americasass91

Ransom Drysdale x Reader

♡ Fated by @labella420

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

♡ Dreams Do Come True by @saiyanprincessswanie

Steve Rogers x Reader

♡ Jamie by @19ana45

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

♡ The Second Coming by @gotnofucks

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

♡ Miscalculations by @christywantspizza

Ransom Drysdale x F!Reader

♡ What You Need by @there-must-be-a-lock

Bucky Barnes x Reader

♡ Coercive Notions by @sadachmesarthim

VeryDarkAbusive!Steve x Bucky (Take the warnings extremely seriously, please.)

#quotemeonit6kchallenge #thor x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky x reader #brock rumlow x reader #sam wilson x reader #dark!stucky

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starryevermore · 3 years

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elysian fields ✧ lance tucker & ransom drysdale

masterlist

inspired by: these asks (one, two, and three) from @rebelemilu

pairing: mob boss!lance tucker x fem!reader x mob boss!ransom drysdale

summary: when two of the most powerful men in the city decide they want you, they’ll stop at nothing to make you theirs, even if it means having to share.

word count: 1,447

warnings?: 18+ MINORS DNI, all porn no plot, sort of enemies to lovers?, fingering, choking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y’all), daddy kink, spit-roasting, oral (m receiving) double penetration, anal, biting, degradation,

Neither Lance Tucker nor Ransom Drysdale were the kind of man to take “no” for an answer. And why should they? They each had more power in their pinky finger than most men could even dream of having. If they wanted something, it was theirs. No questions asked. That had never been an issue before. Both men were able to get whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted. But the thing about men like them, it was only a matter of time before they wanted the same thing at the same time.

You opened a charming little bookshop in the middle of the city. You were a sweet little thing that was oh, so blissfully unaware of the raging wars between the competing mobs. No, you were all sunshine and soft sweaters and pretty sundress. You kept your nose pressed to your books, barely paying any mind when you had one or both of those mob bosses coming into your store nearly every day, dropping off little presents they were convinced you’d love and each offering to take you out for the time of your life. But every day, you’d turn both of them away, something about you not being interested in dating at the moment.

Stupid little thing. You didn’t even realize the two men both wanted to take care of you, tuck you away in their respective bedrooms and never let you see the light of day again. To the both of them, you were theirs and they were both determined to make sure that you knew it. The issue was, when Lance and Ransom realized that they were both pursuing the same little bitch, both were ready to stake their claim then and there. But when they realized you lived right smack in the middle of their territories, right in the heavily contested grey areas, it was only made more complicated.

For a long time, they were hellbent on trying to eliminate the competition. But when that proved to be fruitless, they realized their time could be better spent working together. If they both had their eyes on the same prize, after all, it only made sense that use everything they had to get what they wanted. For several months now, they’d been working on combining their forces, ironing out details, finding the perfect house to make your new home. And now? Now everything was fucking perfect. All they needed was their little doll in their arms.

When you were invited to some gala at the biggest manor in the city, you were confused. You’d never connected the dots between your invitation and the two men who never seemed to leave you alone. Even when a beautiful royal blue dress showed up on your doorstep with a note that read “we can’t wait to see you again, doll x”, it still never clicked.

But, when you arrived at that manor and found that you were the only one there, you knew you were in big trouble. The two men, Ransom and Lance, as you’d learned during their constant appearance at your door, stood waiting for you at the bottom of a grand staircase. One of them, Ransom, held out a hand to you, tugging you close when you placed your hand in his.

“Been waitin’ a long time for this, petal,” he said, a smirk curling across his face as he began to walk up the stairs, pulling you with him. Your head spun around to look at Lance, confused, but he offered no answers for you. No, he only followed closely behind, his eyes training your ass as Ransom brought you into the master bedroom.

Lance, as the last one in the room, shut the door to the bedroom behind the three of you. And then they descended on you like wolves, pulling you into whatever direction they so chose as Ransom shoved his tongue down your throat and Lance sucked hickeys down your neck. You groaned, one of your hands flying up to grip the back of Ransom’s head, pulling him closer.

But, just quickly as it began, it just as quickly ended, both men pulling away, leaving you completely breathless as you waited for them to make their next move.

“Want us to fuck you?” Ransom asked, his hands slipping up your dress as he tugged down your panties. He pushed his knees between your legs, forcing them apart as his fingers disappeared in your cunt. “God, she’s already so fuckin’ wet for us.”

Lance pressed up against you from behind, his hand sneaking around your throat. The cool metal of rings felt nice against your flushed skin, you whimpering as his grip tightened. “Oh, you like that, little slut?” he taunted. “Want Daddy to fuckin’ choke you like the fuckin’ whore you are?”

“Please,” you cried.

“Please what?” He pressed his fingers against your throat even harder, and you were sure you’d be nice and bruised come morning. “Tell Daddy what you want, you fuckin’ baby.”

“Want you,” you sobbed. “Want you both inside me, please.”

“Your wish is our command,” Ransom said while Lance released his grip. Lance moved away from you, Ransom tugging the zipper on your dress down and pushing it down your hips. He palmed your bare breasts for a moment, licking his lips, before he spun you around and forced you onto your knees on the bed. “All you gotta do is ask, petal.”

“How’s she feel?” Lance asked, as Ransom pushed you face-down into the mattress, the head of his cock brushing past your slick folds.

“Feels like I’m in the fuckin’ Elysian Fields,” Ransom groaned as he pushed his cock as far as it would go, gripping your hips even harder. “Takes my cock so fuckin’ well.”

“That good, huh?” Lance said, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head up so you’d look at him. “Hear that, little slut? Thinks your pussy’s like heaven. Wonder if your mouth’s just as good.”

He brought his cock to your mouth, hitting your cheek with it before forcing it past your lips. You choked against him, unprepared for the intrusion, but was quick to hollow out your cheeks and bob your head back and forth, your mind becoming clouded with pleasure. He grunted as his grip on your hair tightened, his hips snapping forward as he forced you to take him even further. “Mm, I was right, princess, feels s’good,” he moaned as his warmth filled your mouth and you struggled to swallow it all. “Take everything I got princess, be a good little bitch and you’ll be well rewarded.”

Behind you, you could feel Ransom’s hips sputtering as he painted the inside of your walls. But he didn’t spot rutting against you, not until you were screaming as you came. “Move,” Lance was saying as he pulled his cock from your mouth, “wanna take her ass.”

Ransom disappeared from behind you, Lance taking his place. His touch was surprisingly gentle as he gathered your slick and dragged it up to your hole, prodding you until he determined you were ready enough to take him. Ransom was settling underneath you, pressing your face against his chest while Lance forced the head of his cock past your hole. Though weak, you tried to crawl and squirm away, but Ransom held you so tightly that you had no chance to get away. You lunged forward, your teeth clamping down on his shoulder as he pressed his cock back into your slick folds again.

“Mm, she likes this,” Lance grunted as his hand wrapped around you, his finger circling over your clit. “She was fuckin’ made for this.”

“Course she was, fits us both like a fuckin’ glove.”

You didn’t know how long you stayed sandwiched between them, your body used for their pleasure as they chased orgasm after orgasm. You’d long since lost any awareness of what was happening, the high they were giving you the only thing on your mind. By the time they pulled out for the last time, you were thoroughly fucked up and just ready for the sweet bliss of sleep.

“Aw, look, little baby’s all sleepy now,” Lance cooed, his voice almost soft as he picked you up and pulling the comforter back before tucking you in. He and Ransom slid into bed, too, lying on either side of you, Ransom pressed against your front with Lance at your back. “Took us so well, just like we knew you would. ”

“You’re all ours now, petal,” Ransom said, pressing a chaste kiss to the side of your head as you nestled in his arms. “We ain’t ever gonna let you go.”

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slothspaghettiwrites · 3 years

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Welcome to my new and improved WIPs List! I will be doing my best to keep this up to date with things I'm currently working on and ideas that just won't leave me alone.

Updated: 24/07/2021

It's Incoming

🦥 Bucky Barnes Fics

Sun and Moon Ch. 7

🦥 It's a Match Fics

Steve Rogers

🦥 Lee Bodecker Fics

Yandere!Lee x Trans!Male!Reader (2 Parts)

🦥 Ransom Drysdale Fics

Sugar Baby!Ransom x Reader

🦥 Steve Rogers Fics

Psychiatric Help 5¢

🦥 Tony Stark Fics

THE BIG SAD

🦥 Lance Tucker Fics

Lance x Plus Size!Fem!Reader

🦥 Andy Barber Fics

Werewolf!Andy Barber

It's Dying a Slow Death in My Drafts

🦥 Lee Bodecker Fics

Lee x CP!Reader

🦥 Justin Capshaw

Journaling in Puppy Love

🦥 Ask/Requests

Soulmate Prompt Requests

Grumpy/Sunshine Prompt Requests

Bad Dragon Requests

Yandere Prompts

They Should Be Paying Me Rent

🦥 Kinktober 2021

🦥 Bucky Barnes Fics

Country!Bucky x Male!Reader

Chubby!Bucky x Reader feat world food

🦥 Stucky Fics

Wanted - Stucky x Soulmate!Reader

Trucker!Bucky x Waitress!Smol!Steve

WS!Bucky x 40s!Preserum!Steve

Serial Killer!Stucky x Detective!Reader

Mob!Bucky x Stripper!Steve

🦥 It’s a Match Fics

Sam Wilson

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Nathan Summers

Logan Howlett

Billy Russo

Deadpool/Wade Wilson

Hellboy

Johnny Blaze

Yondu

Bruce Banner

Frank Castle

Heimdall

Rocket Raccoon

🦥 Lee Bodecker Fics

Sub!Lee + Safewords in Suga'Bearverse

5+1 trope Lee calling you mommy in Suga'Bearverse

Exes to Lovers feat mutual infidelity

🦥 Ransom Drysdale Fics

Limited Edition

🦥 Steve Rogers Fics

Psychiatric Help 5¢

🦥 Tony Stark Fics

Sex Pollen in Sleepless in Stark Towers

🦥 Victor Creed Fics

Fight Club - One Shot

🦥 Jake Jensen Fics

Jake Jensen x Ghost!Reader part 2

🦥 Justin Capshaw

The Train to Hell feat Robert Pronge

Nerd!Justin x Jock!Johnny Storm

🦥 Ask/Requests

Strip club owner!Loki

detective!Thor x petty thief!Reader

Etta James all night long w/ Stephen Strange

best friends mom!Natasha + innocent!reader

Shy!Loki

Jewel Thief!Loki

Daddy!Bucky x Little!Stevie

Bathing w/ Zemo

Zemo x Reader - gloves/touch

Subby!Loki

Vampire!Sam Wilson

Tony Stark - Rope Bunny

#wip game #ask me about my wips #lee bodecker #tony stark #bucky barnes #stucky #steve rogers #ransom drysdales #jake jensen #bruce banner #so many wips #this list is too long

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2little-4u · 3 years

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𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: lance tucker x fem! reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,276

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: fluff

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: lance has been busy lately which means you haven’t been seeing him much. you really miss him.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: ddlg, age gap (?), lots of fluff, horrible writing, some swearing

𝐀/𝐍: lowercase intended + this is my first time writing ddlg,, i’m sorry if this isn’t very good! i’ve been having writers block so this isn’t the best!

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄 | 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈 | 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋: 𝐌. 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

lance tends to spend a lot of time at the gym. you knew this at the beginning and it isn’t an issue in the relationship. that doesn’t mean you exactly liked it..you tolerated it..sometimes.

since he returns home late at night, you try to stay up for him. it isn’t exactly the easiest task because you are so use to your schedule. without it, you feel restless.

once it’s nearing 8 pm, lance would get you ready for bed. he’d help you wear your cute night gown, brush your teeth, clean your face gently, and brush your hair to untangle any knots.

you’d choose one of your stuffies you want to sleep with for the night and then cuddle up with him in bed, sleep quickly making your lids heavy. the last thing you remember feeling is his good night kisses being peppered all over your face.

two things can happen when lance finds you awake past your bed time.

the first one is, him feeling guilty. your mind would feel all fuzzy as you barely sit up on the bed, legs tucked under you and holding your stuffy to your chest.

your eyes are barely open, staring intently at the door. lance would stop after the first few steps into the room, noticing your little figure sat up. the room is illuminated in your space night light. you don’t like the dark..

”baby? why are you up?” lance walks up to you, still in his track suit and takes a seat next to you at the edge of the bed.

”i wanted to see you, daddy..” your voice is quiet, a slight pout starting to form on your lips. you lean forward and press your head against his chest.

guilt hits him, urging him to pull you closer and cradle your head, his head resting on top of yours. he knows he has been neglecting you and it really does pain him. “i’m sorry, princess..i know i’ve been away a lot..but you know the rules,” he bites his lip, unsure if he chose his words right.

throughout the whole day he couldn’t stop thinking about you. whenever he got upset he wished he was home, with you, just being with you makes him less stressed.

”i know..i’m sorry..i’m not in trouble..right?” you pull away and clutch your bunny close to you, looking up at him. tears gloss over your eyes, ready to fall at any moment. you hated being punished. you hate disappointing him. it makes your chest feel tight and you can’t stop feeling guilty even after the punishment at times.

”no, you aren’t, i’m not mad, i just don’t like when you stay up. my baby needs sleep to grow. how will you become strong for daddy?” lance quickly reassures you, rubbing small circles on your back to help calm you.

you return to your previous position and hug him close, breathing in his familiar scent. he smells like a lot of cologne and sweat but you don’t care. it’s him.

the second thing that happens is you falling asleep before he returns, failing to stay up. you always beat yourself up and get grumpy afterwards.

you grow tired of playing alone and look around to find anything else to occupy you. there’s nothing..you didn’t notice it before but the silence in the house is almost deafening. the loneliness you normally feel, grows. you really miss him.

your eyes fall on your phone and you perk up. lance doesn’t like you visiting his work because he doesn’t want you meeting..certain people. but that doesn’t mean calling is off the table.

“hello? this better be important because i’ve got some important shit to do so you—“

”daddy?” you pull away from the phone, not expecting his voice to be harsh.

lance inhales and curses under his breath on the other end. he excuses himself from the others and goes to his office. once the door is closed, he speaks, “i’m sorry princess, i didn’t know it was you.”

hearing his soft voice again, you hold the phone closer to you, your face warming at the nickname, “it’s okay daddy..”

”is something wrong? do you need help warming up your food?”

you shift nervously, feeling ridiculous now for calling. you know he’s busy..you shouldn’t have bothered him.

”baby?”

”i-i’m..mr. boo misses you,” you blurt out without thinking.

”oh really? well i miss him too, well..i’ll make sure to give him lots of hugs once i return.”

”i-i miss you too daddy!” your words sound jumbled because of how rushed you say it. a spike of jealousy hits you at his words.

”you do?” he hums as if he’s really contemplating whether it’s true or not.

”yes! i miss you and want huggies. mr. boo doesn’t miss you as much as me!” you declare, a pout clear in your voice.

lance smirks, already imagining your cute little grumpy face, brows furrowed, eyes focused intently on the phone, and arms crossed. my bratty little princess..

“i promise, i’ll give you huggies when i come home, okay baby? daddy needs to go now. make sure to clean up after yourself, okay?”

”w-wait uh..i think maru is sick. you should come now..it’s urgent!”

”you can give maru some tea, i know you are a good doctor, princess. i’ll try to come home earlier if i can, love you.”

”i love you too, daddy..”

lance hovers his thumb over the end button, hesitant to end it after picking up on your dejected voice. he ends it, deciding to try and cut some things short to come home to you sooner.

the sound of the door opening and the rustle of keys have you rushing to the door. seeing lance at the door has you jumping at him with no hesitation. he drops the bags in his hands to pick you up, a wide smile adorning his face.

”daddy! you’re home!” you exclaim, your hands cupping his face and looking at him adoringly. he came earlier than usual.

”yes, i am, and i bought some things for you for being such a good girl.”

you tilt your head in confusion and look down and eye the two colorful bags. lance places you down slowly, only letting go when he knows you can stand up for yourself, and gestures towards the bags. “go take a look,” he encourages.

feeling giddy, you walk towards them and take a look in the first bag. the first one is a kuromi plushie in a black and white plaid dress with cute bows adorning it. you pull it out and look back at lance, your eyes full of complete wonder.

“check the next one, you can do it, baby.”

pushing away the package paper in the other one, you see a my melody plushie in a similar dress as kuromi but with flower bows. you love sanrio. a lot. you couldn’t afford plushies like these when you were alone. with lance in your life now, you may have over thirty plushies in your collection.

you start to tear up as you turn back to him. putting the new plushies down, you walk towards him and press your face into his chest, your fresh tears seeping into his white t-shirt.

at first, lance is startled. “do you not like them, princess? i can return them a-“

”i really love them daddy. thank you..” you hug him close to you, voice wobbling from the amount of happiness you are feeling right now.

”you deserve them. you’ve been so good. i know i haven’t been the best daddy. from now on, i’ll take some time off to just focus on you.”

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x little! reader #sebastian stan x you #lance tucker #lance tucker x reader #lance tucker x you #lance tucker x y/n #lance tucker headcanon #lance imagine #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan headcanon #lance tucker x little! reader #little! reader #fluff #fanfiction #the bronze #lance tucker the bronze

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moonbeambucky · 4 years

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It's the Great Pumpkin, Lance Tucker

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader Word Count: 1078 Warnings: fluff

Summary: There are no tricks, just treats this year as the Tucker’s celebrate Theo’s first Halloween.

A/N: Thank you to my pizza love @all1e23 for beta reading 🍕❤️

Time moves in the blink of an eye. Today you and Lance were celebrating Ariel’s third birthday when it seemed like just yesterday she was born. And Theodore? He’s ten months old today but when you open your eyes he’ll be graduating high school, or at least that’s how it felt.

Theo was smiling in your mother’s arms, proudly showing off all four of his teeth. The two on the top had come in last month and though his smile evened out it was hard getting used to. You and Lance were so excited when his first two teeth came in, two tiny white protrusions that stuck out from the bottom in the center of his gums. From that day on Theo got his nickname, Pumpkin and every morning he would greet you with a big pumpkin grin that stretched your own smile out from ear to ear.

With Theo in your arms now you posed for pictures with Lance and Ariel beside her sparkling unicorn cake. “Happy Birthday” was sung, she blew out her candles and Lance began to slice away at the beautifully decorated cake.

You sat down with Theo, whose eyes grew in size as Lance set out a slice in front of you.

“D’you want some cake, my little Pumpkin?” you asked Theo, pressing a kiss to his chubby little cheek as he eagerly opened his mouth.

You asked Lance to grab one of Theo’s spoons but he was a little preoccupied, sharing a bite with Ariel and letting her plop some purple frosting on the tip of his nose. Before you could get up your father had heard your request, grabbing the silicone spoon from the drawer so you could safely let Theo take a bite.

He opened his mouth eagerly awaiting the spoon and the moment the sugary frosting touched his tongue Theo smiled, giggling as he squirmed in your lap wanting more. A few more tiny bites was all you allowed him for now wanting to save the real fun for his first birthday party where Theo can dive right into a cake of his own.

Ariel got a few unicorn themed presents this year as you told friends and family it was currently her thing so it came as no surprise with Halloween approaching that she wanted to go as one.

Her costume was mostly homemade since the only costume you actually found was a thick fleece onesie that was way too hot for Florida. It may be the end of October but the weather was far from the many Halloween’s you’ve spent in New York. With some simple clothes, colorful felt and a lot of hot glue you made her an easy unicorn costume that really popped when she wore her rainbow tutu. A golden horn headband with a glittery mane was the final touch on Ariel’s costume.

“Y/N, you guys ready?” Lance asked from downstairs as he helped Ariel put on her favorite sneakers, the one with iridescent sequins that especially matched her outfit today.

Calling out from Theo’s room you said you would be down in a second as a last minute diaper change had delayed you.

“Look at how cute you are,” you cooed, giving Theo a big kiss as you held him in your arms.

Turning his head towards the stairs Lance heard you coming and his eyes lit up as big as his smile when he saw Theo’s costume. Over a green shirt and pants Theo wore an orange pumpkin romper with a happy grin that mirrored his own semi-toothless one.

“Thee-door’s a pumpkin!” Ariel pointed, jumping in place.

Lance’s jaw dropped open with a smile. He walked closer to meet you and Theo at the bottom of the stairs, marveling at his Pumpkin’s pumpkin costume, with a matching hat that had a small stem and vine coming out from the very top.

“He’s too cute,” Lance said to you, pecking your lips with a sweet kiss before he turned his attention to Theo. “Isn’t that right? You’re such a cute little pumpkin,” he said, tickling Theo and making him giggle.

Before you could go trick or treating you absolutely needed to take pictures of the kids, internally squealing at how cute they looked, not only in costume but together, with Ariel’s arm around Theo as they sat on the couch.

By the time you were done Ariel was even more anxious to get moving and she grabbed her pink pumpkin pail, bouncing on her heels as she waited by the door. Lance helped you secure Theo in his stroller, touching his pockets for his phone and keys.

“Take my hand Starfish,” he said, holding it out his hand to Ariel.

“No!” Her quick and distressing reply made you lift your head up with concern. “We can’t go, Daddy no wearing costume. And Mommy too!”

Lance smiled, bending down to Ariel’s eye level. “Aww Starfish, this day is for you and your brother.”

She pouted, crossing her arms insisting you both had to wear something. “Mommy help!” she said, giving Lance her treat pail as she took your hand, dragging you up the stairs into her room.

You hadn’t thought about getting costumes for yourself or Lance but clearly that was a mistake. Maybe next year Ariel can help pick things out but for now she was insistent that you wear anything. She rummaged through her dress up clothes, which you hope she realized had no chance of fitting you.

Thankfully Ariel went with accessories, placing a crown on your head and giving you sparkly butterfly wings to wear. “Mommy you’re a butterfly princess.”

“Oh thank you Ariel!” you said, fixing that straps that went around your arms. You held the things she pulled out for Lance, smirking as you made your way downstairs with her.

Lance smiled as he saw you, his smile becoming nervous as he saw what was in your arms combined with Ariel’s determined look. You knelt beside Theo, playing with him as Ariel dressed up her dad, wrapping a hot pink boa around his neck and giving him not only a princess crown of his own but a light up wand.

You took your own phone out to take pictures of Lance, by himself and with Ariel and finally you were on your way, trick or treating with your handsome husband as the most beautiful princess you’ve ever seen, Ariel the cutest sparkly unicorn and Theodore, your adorable pumpkin.

#lance tucker x reader #lance tucker fanfiction #lance tucker x you #dad!lance tucker #lance tucker fluff

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sebastiansluts · 2 years

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lance tucker training possessive&bratty gymnast!reader & just her basically trying to impress him/suck up to him w lots of praising & dick worship, daddy kink, mix of degradation/mocking & praise (on her part), her sort of comparing/talking shit ab other girls (like hope, maggie, other gymnasts he’s training, yk) to get his validation & attention, breeding, him training her to be a good slut for him, ooh and her questioning him ab how shes performing like “am i doing this correctly?”, “do you like this?”, anything else to make it filthy

Lance Tucker x Reader; dub!con, daddy kink, degradation, praise, cock worship, breeding kink

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

"Saw you talking pretty closely with Maggie today," you huffed. "You know she couldn't do this yesterday and I've been doing it for a week now?"

"Easy, you're still Daddy's little girl," Lance mocked, nudging your chin up. "Wanna prove it?" he asked, grinning wickedly. You nodded eagerly, following him to his office, where he sat down on the couch, letting you get to your knees in between his legs.

Lance pulled his track pants down, freeing his hard cock. You grasped it immediately, suckling the tip, feeling precum leak onto your tongue. You bobbed your head up and down his long shaft, coating it with your saliva before forcing yourself down it, taking it down your throat and swallowing before pulling off.

"Am I doing this right Daddy?" you asked, gasping slightly, stroking his wet dick.

"Little tighter, and twist your wrist," Lance instructed. You listened closely, doing exactly as he said, making him hiss as his hips pumped up.

"You know, everyone says Hope is 'all that' but honestly, she only got the bronze, that's not that great, I brought home silver when I was only a year older than her," you said, and Lance nodded, pushing your head down on his dick.

"Mhmm, I definitely prefer you over Hope," he said and you smiled happily around your mouthful. You sucked and licked, kissing the shaft and sucking his balls into your mouth, lightly tugging them, making him groan.

"Did you like that Daddy?" you asked eagerly, jerking his dick again.

"I did, that was very good. You just wanna be Daddy's perfect little slut, don't you?" Lance asked, staring down at you. You shuddered, hand accidentally tightening around his dick, making his hips jump.

Lance grabbed your face, fucking into your throat, making you gag. "Don't worry, I'll make you into my perfect little whore, gonna train you up right, breed that tight little cunt, fill you up like a slut should be. I'll fuck you stupid, well, stupider. Gonna wreck you until the only thing you know is Daddy."

He came with a groan, shooting down your throat, coating it as he pulled back at the end, filling your mouth. You swallowed obediently, and Lance smirked. "There's Daddy's good little girl. You let me do all that to you and you really will be Daddy's favorite."

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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So I know Ransom is very grrrr about Carter and James but deep down he doesn’t really hate them. So now I’m just thinking about him and reader watching them. Like maybe Steve and Marta are taking a little vacation or just having a grown up weekend and kitten volunteers to watch him, and then Carter is just always there anyways because his parents suck. And I’m just thinking about Ransom having to take care of these two sick little boys because one of them had a stomach bug and gave it to the other so it just soft dad mode Ransom with his two arch nemesis 😂

This is so cute!! Yes, Ransom doesn't actually hate Carter and James, he doesn't feel quite the same way about them as Kitten, but digress. Carter is usually with the Drysdale's or the Rogers' because his parents suck and have an ideal life planned for Carter honestly (which is why they heavily encourage the Aster thing and then eventually Story). He's with the Rogers' a lot because James is his best friend, and then Kitten and Ransom has him because they too have James a lot.

What Do I Do?

Summary: Carter and James are sick, and Kitten is out of the house

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader

Rating: Fluff, but sick?

Warnings: language, lots of vomit, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 658

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“But, Kitten, what do I do?” Ransom asks you panicked. No more than thirty minutes after you left with Aster and Iris for gymnastics did James and Carter get sick. He was stuck at home with a baby Story and two sick boys, thankfully you had Blade.

“Baby, do what you would for our kids.”

“Seriously? These two boneheads aren’t mine. Oh no, ah!” he runs a retching Carter to the bathroom, so he doesn’t use the floor.

“Ran? Ransom? Baby?”

“There ya go, kiddo,” you hear his voice soothingly tell Carter. “Sorry, he was...James! No, don’t...” you hear the sound, and know it’s not good. Ransom’s voice makes his own retching sounds as he stands looking at the mess. “Just use the bathtub,” he tells James. “Kitten, I need you to come home.”

“Their lesson isn’t finished.”

“I don’t care,” you hear Story cry in the background. “You got stuck with the good kids. I got stuck with the pukers, and the baby.”

“Story cannot come out in this weather.”

“Story is now stuck with me, Tweedle Dee, and Tweedle Dum. Ah, Carter, the toilet. Is aiming that hard?”

“I’m sorry, Mr....”

“Home. Now. There will be hell to pay...blech, I can’t do this much longer Kitten. Where the fuck is it, all coming from?”

“You can’t say that word in front of kids, baby.”

“Woman, I really don’t want to hear your baby right now. Please, I need you,” his voice trails off in a whine. “James, in the tub. Don’t look at Carter. No, you over there.”

“Let me tell Lance.”

“Don’t use that fucker’s first name.”

“Ransom! Stop with that language.”

Ransom mumbles into the phone, “I know he stripped for you before our wedding. Don’t use his first name.”

“Does Lance the fucker Tucker make you that jealous?”

“Well, he is the god of gym...no! In the toilet. Why won’t you keep looking at the toilet? Get the puke in there.”

“Can you tell Mrs. Drysdale to come home?” Carter pitifully asks Ransom.

“I’ll be there in a minute. Blade, come on baby. Your daddy needs us.”

“You’re ridiculous. That little twit needs you and you come running?”

“You sound like you’re having a hard time. And he’s basically one of my babies, and he sounded so pitiful. I’ll bring supplies. Just keep them...from filling up our bathroom with vomit. Wait which bathroom is it? Please say it’s not our bathroom? I won’t have sex with you there ever again.”

“That’s rude, but no, it’s the hallway bathroom. Hurry up. I love you.”

“Love you too,” you hang up, holding up a hand to Lance, “Sorry, Lance, I’ve got two sick kids and a crying baby at home, and I really need to leave,” he huffs but waves his head for you to get the girls.

“You and Ransom need to make it up to me though.”

“Yeah, I’ll talk to him about that,” you smile sweetly, knowing Ransom would never go for him coming into your bed with the two of you.

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Finally getting all the supplies you need to take care of two sick boys, you tell everyone to be quiet when they walk in, and thankfully you did. The sight of Story asleep and laying on Ransom’s chest, while both James and Carter are tucked under his arms, your lip juts out, and his eyes peek up at you. “Boneheads huh?”

“Shh...They’re sick. They finally stopped expelling that shit out of their mouth an hour ago. Got them washed up. Lydia and Gregory haven’t called back. Steve and Marta were willing to come back home. I think the worst is over.”

“You’re such a big softie,” you smile at him.

“Don’t tell anyone.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll reward you for your hard work later, Captain.”

“Boys...” you gasp at him when it looks like he’s going to wake them up. “I’m just kidding, Kitten. They’re much cuter when they’re sleeping.”

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #DA AU #ransom drysdale #dilf!ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #dilf!ransom drysdale x reader #carter baizen #james rogers #aster drysdale #iris drysdale #blade drysdale #story drysdale

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quietmyfearswith · 3 years

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slipping into little space ; preferences

warnings — fluff?? mentions of nudity. hints a t sexy times

characters — andy barber, steve rogers, bucky barnes, lance tucker, syverson, august walker

a/n — THIS IS A DDLG FIC,, was inspired by this ask! to the anon who requested for it i hope you like it and tell me what you think!

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Though the Thanksgiving dinner she was preparing was only for her and Andy, Y/N couldn’t help but stress and fret over almost every single thing; she wanted their first celebration of the said holiday to be perfect. Hence why she has been cooped up in the kitchen for almost the whole day, even though the dinner was still tomorrow. She baked a cheesecake and it was now cooling up in the fridge, the vegetable she decided to cut today so come tomorrow all she had to do was cook them, and now as she was marinating the turkey she found herself getting whiny and irritable. Andy entered their home quietly and observed his girl for a little while; her constant texts provided him updates about how hard she was working to perfect their meal tomorrow. And by the looks of it she had been working too much that her entire system was already begging for a break. “You okay in there, baby?” Hearing his voice caused Y/N to look up at him, her eyes glossy and her mouth curled up in a semi-convincing smile. Hanging his jacket by the coat hanger, he also dropped his briefcase by the door and sat on the couch.

“Come on over here, baby,” He called for her and patted his lap. Y/N opened her mouth and was about to say no, but a stern look from Andy had her not continuing with that plan and instead she just removed her apron, leaving it on the counter, and plopping herself down on his lap. With her chest pressed against his, the lawyer then rubbed her back comfortingly, “I know you had a busy day; haven’t you, baby?” Hearing her mumble yes against his clothes, the man could only chuckle as he further coaxed her, “You can rest now, baby. You can stop being a big girl now; you can be my little missy again.” As if his words flipped a switch, she did find herself ridding of any remaining thoughts about their dinner and instead complied with his request — which was more like a demand. Peering up at him, her eyes were now wide but weren’t glossy, “Hi dada, I missed you.” Pleased with how his girl decided to let loose, Andy planted a deep kiss on her lips and after doing so he peppered kisses all over her face, “I missed you too, little missy. Now how ‘bout we both go take a bubble bath?”

One of August’s hobbies involved him fixing up his bike or adding whatever gadget he felt would look good on his bike. And since he was given a few weeks off, he took the time to get his hands oily and tinkle with his bike — but really the only reason why he was busying himself with the said vehicle was because his lovely girlfriend was busy with her own workload. Wiping his sweat with the shirt he had earlier discarded, August glanced at the clock and saw how it was already nearing the time they usually ate supper. Once entering the inside of their home, he headed straight for the office and was surprised to hear muffled cries coming from the room. Years of doing field work had allowed him to slip in easily without Y/N hearing him; he then listened closely to see if she had been talking to someone that made her cry, but after failing to hear her or someone else make a sound besides her sniffles, it was then that the CIA agent decided to intervene, “What’s wrong, Y/N?”

Her shoulders rose up and down in shock from her boyfriend’s sudden presence — by now she should have been used to his stealthily ways, but her crying lowered down her guard. She weakly pointed to her desk where pens, highlighters, papers, folders, and her laptop were scattered, “Work just got to me; it’s silly.” August, however, didn’t think of it that way and instead was worried his girl might have been overworking herself. Walking towards her, he grabbed both her hands so she could stand, “You’ve been such a good girl huh? Doing her work and working hard,” Part of Y/N was glowing from the praise and reveling in it; while the other part of her was going to complain to him how she still had more work to do. But just as she was going to do so, August lifted her chin so he could look at her, “How bout we eat dinner, hm? What would you like, little one? Some dino nuggies?” At the mention of her favorite food, she nodded her head up and down as she squealed, “Yes, daddy, I want some dino nuggies for supper!” Smiling he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leading her away from her cause of stress and into the kitchen, “Alright then, some dino nuggies for my little one only because she’s been such a good girl; perhaps a sippy cup as well and some ice cream sandwiches for desert.”

Bucky remembered how he needed some more hair ties for his long hair; Sam somehow thought it was a bright idea to involve his hair ties for one of his pranks wars with Scott. As he and Y/N were on the hair product aisle, he ordered her to stay put by the cart as he quickly grabbed what he was looking for. Though she wasn’t permitted to walk around, her eyes did the wandering and once she had set her sight on a My Little Pony shampoo. She was able to hold herself back from physically cooing at it; Bucky placed some of the hair tie packets on the cart and noticed how his girlfriend’s eyes were trained onto something. “You want that, sweetheart?” Shocked with how casually he offered it to her, she found herself nodding with excitement. Chuckling, the super soldier grabbed a few bottles into their cart and told her how they should get going to pay and go home already.

As they both had paid already for their grocery items and were now driving to their home. “Thank you for buying me that shampoo.” Bucky nodded as he began driving, placing a hand on her thigh, “You can let loose now, sweetie. We’re going home now,” And with that Y/N found herself playing with his hand, a telltale that she was beginning to let herself become little again. “I love you, tătic, I can’t wait for our bath time later.” As they were stopped by a relight, Bucky reached over and planted a kiss on her forehead, “Me too, sweetie; but don’t forget about our playtime alright?”

When Y/N found out that Steve volunteered to be the overall head for the Avengers’ Thanksgiving outreach program, she decided to help along and shoulder half of the responsibilities that had been put on the hero’s shoulder. Which led them to the current situation they were in — they both were sorting out the food that had been cooked by the other team members and agents. “Okay, turkey, veggies, pasta,” Y/N listed out as she put the food in the bag and laid out in front of Steve so that he could place a greeting card on the basket before wrapping it up. “This makes it the 100th basket we did,” Steve took note as he was preparing the next card.

The next few minutes were filled with hums from the two as a song played on the background while continuing on with their duties. Perhaps it was how repetitive the task got or tired Y/N was in overlooking the whole program, she was too far absent in her mind that she dropped some of the potatoes and made quite a mess. Looking over to Steve, she quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Steve! I didn’t mean to drop it, I just got tired and was distracted.” Quickly putting down the cards he was holding, he made his way to over where she was and hugged her tight, “I know it was an accident, doll,” He felt his sweater dampen slightly with her tears, he didn’t want her to stop her crying but instead just let her cry out her frustrations. “I might have pushed you to work too much, doll.” She lifted her head up from where it rested on his chest and looked up at him, “You didn’t sir; I just wanted to help you.” Wiping the remainder of her tears, he was quick to counter, “And you were a big help, doll. But it’s time we both took a quick nap before continuing our work, okay? You’ve been such a good doll for me.”

Following Sy’s retirement from the army, he and Y/N decided to accomplish step one of their settling down plan and go buy a house. The move from their apartment to the detached bungalow they purchased had been a big one; but one they absolutely loved and looked forward to. Their new home had been filled with boxes — some were the things they brought from their old residence, while the others were newly purchased furnitures and appliances. “Hey Y/N are our clothes upstairs or in here?” Sy wondered after he walked through the first floor and didn’t catch a glimpse of the bag that contained their clothes. “Shit, hold on I’ll check,” She mumbled to herself and looked at the small notebook she had which contained the information about their move. Upon realizing that the mentioned bag would arrive tomorrow afternoon due to a mix up with the moving company, she could only groan out loud, “God, I’m such an idiot!”

Sy heard her from where she was currently sitting on the floor and pulling her hair out from the pantry, “What’s going on, baby girl?” There was an intention as to why the former Captain had dropped that pet name on her; he was already sensing how the whole move had overwhelmed Y/N and that she was reaching her limit of handling it. It was his way of allowing her to destress and engage in her comfort zone. “I’m sorry Captain, there was a mix up and the bag that had our clothes will be brought here tomorrow. The bags that are in the room are the linens for the bed,” She sobbed out and feared that he’d punish her for stupidity. But that wasn’t what was on the veteran’s mind as he crouched down in his knees and held his girl tight, “It’s okay baby girl, today was real stressful for the both of us,” Feeling her nod against him, he tried his best to reassure her that the day’s gone and it was time to rest, “Don’t worry about the clothes okay? At least they’ll be arriving tomorrow.” Kissing the top of her head, Y/N then asked softly, “What do we do now then?” Lifting her chin with a finger he smirked at her, “Well we can go put some linen and blankets in the bed; then we get to cuddle and sleep naked. How’s that sound, baby?”

When Lance brought up that he wanted to give little tokens of appreciation to his gymnasts for Thanksgiving, Y/N brought up that there were a lot of cute items that his students would love. They both were spending their afternoon on the couch; Lance was watching old performance videos of the gymnasts he was training as well as those of the competitors they were up against. While his girlfriend laid her head on his shoulder, scrolling through Etsy and bookmarking some gifts that stood out to her. There were also a few items that she saved that were things she liked — a stuffie, blanket, sippy cups or some pajamas. As she let out a whine about how cute the items were, the gymnastics coach paused the video he was watching and looked to his side, “What’s that all about?”

Pushing her phone to his sight, Y/N pouted, “I was looking at some gift ideas for your students but somehow I ended up looking at these little space items.” The man beside her chuckled as he took the phone and looked at some of the products she saved, “My angel wants some gifts too, huh?” Bashfully nodding her head, Y/N whispered, “Yes, papa, I do want some.” Swiping through some of the ideas she found he then declared, “And gifts you shall receive, since you’ve been a great help to me all the time, angel.” Y/N then shot up from where she was sitting and litter kisses on Lance’s face, repeatedly thanking him for generosity.

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