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#demon!steve rogers x reader
navybrat817 · 6 months
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Mission Report
Pairings: Incubus!Stucky x Enhanced!Female Reader, Incubus!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Incubus!Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: After a night with the two demons, Brock comes to collect your body and faces the fury of all three of you. Word Count: Over 4k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, threesome, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, spitroasting, blood, violence (shooting, stabbing, and more), physical and mental torture, dark elements, death, revenge, implied noncon, possessive behavior, supernatural elements, Incubus Stucky (that's a warning, lovelies!). A/N: Fic #10 and final fic for Navy's Trick or Treat Nonsense! I had to revisit my incubi the day before Halloween and this is a direct follow up to Ready to Comply. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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Less than a day passed since Bucky and Steve claimed you as their own, but it felt like you always belonged to them. You were their eternal award for their capture. They were your reward for the pain you endured. The three of you would scorch the earth together.
Your captors weren't strong enough to endure the flames.
As you lay naked on the floor as instructed, you counted the footsteps as the squad members got closer. There were three pairs of heavy boots, one set which belonged to Brock Rumlow. You almost pushed yourself up when fiery anger coursed through your veins. You wanted him turned to ash just so you could watch the wind blow him away into nothingness. It would be glorious to smile in the face of his demise.
“She feels your rage, Buck. Reign it in,” Steve ordered from where he sat in the corner.
“No,” Bucky spoke in an almost laidback tone from the opposite corner. “Let her feel it.”
In the very short time they bound you to them, you figured out that Steve was the more assertive of the two. It didn't mean Bucky wasn't forceful when he had to be. At the moment though, he wanted you to feel a bit more of his impulsive side.
“Now isn’t the time,” Steve chastised, making Bucky scoff in reply.
You lost the concept of time the day you were unwillingly taken under Hydra's wing. Counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds did you no good as you waited for whatever horror they decided to unleash upon you. The days were no longer a precious gift, but a stark reminder that you were closer to death.
A sound reminiscent of a snarl escaped as you opened your mouth. “Hydra took everything from me,” you grumbled as angry tears sprang to your eyes. “I want their blood to stain the ground. I want it to paint the walls.”
Thanks to the demons in your cell, your demons, you would get your revenge. You would live to fight again. And you would live to serve them. You promised them forever, after all.
An odd sense of comfort surrounded you and allowed you to breathe a bit easier. “We can feel your pain, sweetheart,” Steve whispered.
Bucky hummed, the warmth doubling within your chest. “We can also feel your strength, doll.”
“We'll spill their blood,” the blonde promised as you blinked the tears away. “But not if you're impatient. We need you to act docile when they take you out of the room.”
“Stevie's right. We know you're angry. We all are. They'll pay. Trust us,” the brunette agreed. “And we'll have lots of fun along the way.”
Demons were many things and played lots of tricks, but one thing they wouldn't do was lie to you. It allowed you to let the hurt go for the time being. “I'll behave,” you whispered when the footsteps stopped in front of the door.
“That's our girl,” the incubi said in unison, the words wrapping around your heart and reminding you that you weren't alone in this fight.
The bond crackled between the three of you as the door swung open. It allowed you to remain still, just like they told you to. You made no move to cover yourself as the men observed you on the floor. Your demons also made no move to go toward them. With the symbol above the doorway, there was no way for them to escape.
Yet.
“Well, well, well. I thought we’d find a corpse when we opened the door,” Brock smirked. Instead of snapping back the way you wanted to, you made a wounded sound instead. “But I guess they fucked the fight out of you after all.”
“She was a lot of fun to play with,” Bucky said, the phantom touch of his claw moving along your back easing you. “Really does go pliant with a cock in her.”
You had to bite your lip to suppress your moan. They wrung so much pleasure out of you that you stopped counting the orgasms. You were certain their seed was still dripping out of your holes.
“She was stronger than most,” Steve added, one of his claws joining Bucky’s as you made another small sound. It was arousing as much as it was calming. As fun as it would be to beg for their cocks in front of these men, now wasn’t the time to play. And the guards weren’t an audience who deserved to watch you get off. “Feel free to bring her back.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Fucking freaks,” Brock sneered, his hand tightening around the taser prod on his hip. “Get up, bitch. We don’t have all day.”
You slowly lifted your head and held a hand out. All you had to do was pretend just a little bit longer. “Help me,” you whispered.
His lip curled in a dark smirk as he stayed in place. “You really think I’m dumb enough to go in there? Nice fucking try. Crawl if you can't walk.”
Bucky growled in your mind and Steve’s fury simmered in your core as you began to drag yourself across the cold floor, both of your demons itching to attack when the men laughed at your “weakened” state. You let them have their fun. It would be one of the last things they ever did in this world. And it would be your laughter ringing in their ears once their souls went to Hell.
Soon.
Once you crawled far enough out of the room, the guards finally moved to grab you. They each took an arm and yanked you to your feet, uncaring of your discomfort, as your head lolled from side to side. Brock’s eyes lewedly dragged along your shivering frame before he grabbed your chin and forced you to look into his dark eyes. There was no mercy in his gaze.
And you felt none in your heart for him.
The fingers on your chin tightened painfully, but you didn’t give Brock the satisfaction of whimpering. “Did you learn your lesson?”
“Yes, sir,” you answered before he forced you to look over your shoulder, your neck straining from the angle. Bucky and Steve’s eyes glowed a furious shade of red as they moved to the center of the room and stared you both down. It would’ve frightened you if you didn’t know that they were yours.
“I think they miss you already. Slut,” Brock taunted, saliva hitting your cheek as he roughly released you and walked down the hall. “Bring her to my office. Let’s see her fight back when she can barely stand on her own two feet.”
Steve whispered one word as the men began to drag you away. “Now.”
A surge of energy flowed through you as you harshly shoved the guard to your right away with enough force that he smacked the wall. Before the other guard could react, you grabbed his gun from his holster and aimed at his head. “Safety first,” you said, firing a bullet through his skull.
“Stupid bitch,” the first guard snapped as he straightened up. You grabbed his wrist when he reached for his gun, his skin warming under your touch as he gasped air. Just as quickly as his skin grew hot, he grew deathly cold.
“You feel that?” Bucky moaned.
“I feel it,” Steve confirmed. “She's giving us his energy.”
You didn't know how you were doing that since Bucky and Steve used sex to drain life force. Were you a conduit now thanks to your bond? Just how powerful had they made you?
“Help,” the guard gasped before you pressed the gun to his forehead and fired. You smiled when his body hit the floor. It felt like minutes, but happened in the span of seconds.
The blood along the walls also brought an unexpected moan out of you.
Blood. Red. Lust.
“That’s our girl,” Steve praised.
“Good fucking girl,” Bucky added, their pride in you making you whimper.
“Really?” Brock muttered from the end of the hall as he turned to face you, his gun in hand as you shrugged. “I should’ve known you’d do something stupid. Now I need to hire two more men.”
“Actually, you’re the one who did something stupid by giving me to them,” you said, gesturing behind you. “And we’re going to kill you.”
Your captor’s scoff made you smile more. He didn’t believe you, but you couldn’t wait to prove him wrong. “Just because you have the serum doesn't mean you're not expendable,” he said, aiming the gun at your heart. “Let's see you try and kill me with a bullet in your chest, bitch.”
“You’re not going to shoot me,” you spoke in a low and hypnotic voice. It wasn’t your own. Your demons were speaking through you. “You’re going to shoot the symbol above the door until you run out of bullets and drop your weapon.”
A bead of sweat rolled down Brock’s forehead as he slowly raised his arm higher, the veins in his neck straining as he tried to resist the order. He had every reason to be afraid. The marking was the only reason Bucky and Steve hadn’t killed him yet. Once they were free, he’d have to answer for his sins.
“What the fuck?” he asked.
“Doesn't feel good to not be in control, does it?” you replied, taking great pleasure in knowing he couldn't stop himself. “Shoot.”
You stared him down as he fired the first shot, watching him grit his teeth. Your nipples hardened as he fired again and you couldn’t help but dip a hand between your legs as power continued to move through you. It shouldn’t have aroused you so much with two dead bodies nearby, but revenge was exhilarating to say the least.
“Don’t get started without us,” Bucky called out, even as you envisioned him wrapping a hand around his cock. With a whine, you grudgingly stopped touching yourself. “I wanna taste you while he begs for his life.”
“Oh, he’ll beg,” Steve smirked, his claws scratching the wall by the door. “And we won’t listen to his prayers.”
“Shit,” Brock groaned, his arm trembling as he took his last shot.
The hall went silent as you dared to look behind you. Whatever marking that kept the demons trapped in that cell was gone now, lost in a pile of rubble and dust on the ground. “It’s time to play,” you said, urging them to come out.
The gun fell from Brock’s hand as Steve took the first step. He sighed happily when nothing prevented him from walking through, but the glow of his eyes was anything but comforting as he looked at Brock. With unnatural speed, he flew toward him as he reached for his radio. The snap of his wrist breaking was one of the best sounds you’d ever heard.
“Mmm. Break his other wrist, Stevie,” Bucky suggested as he stepped out of the room and joined you at your side. You gasped when he pulled you in front of him to grind his hips against you, his cock hard and hot against your skin. “Make him scream.”
“Fuck-” Brock screamed as Steve snapped his other wrist, his hands useless as the blonde demon grinned.
Steve brought his finger to his mouth and licked a drop of blood away. “You taste bitter,” he taunted before he lifted his head. “Another guard is on the way.”
Bucky chuckled as said man entered the hall a moment later. “All alone? That's brave and stupid.”
“Oh, my God,” he said as he surveyed the scene.
It had to be quite the sight. Blood and brain matter along the walls, the man's boss on the ground in pain, you and your demons naked and unafraid. Haunting and beautiful.
“There's no God here,” Bucky smirked as he lazily rocked his hips against you. “But feel free to pray anyway.”
“Do something!” Brock ordered through his pain.
Bucky spoke a command in his natural tongue as the guard dropped his gun. Fear radiated from him as he took a knife from his belt and turned the edge toward his throat. “I don't wanna-” he shoved the blade deep in his neck with wide eyes before he could finish his statement, gurgling as he collapsed.
“Die,” you whispered, completing his sentence.
You had to bite back a moan as Bucky turned your head to meet your lips in a filthy kiss, Steve smirking as he looked back at you two. The carnage fueled their need as much as yours. As the coppery scent of the blood continued to fill your nostrils, you justified that this was the right thing to do. The men made their beds.
They could die in them.
“Come in,” a voice on Brock's radio rang out.
“Shh. Don’t make a sound,” Steve ordered, grabbing Brock’s radio as the operative went eerily silent. His eyes bulged as the demon began to speak with his voice. “Go ahead.”
“Thought I heard commotion in the hall. Sent David in to assist. Do you need more backup? Over.”
“Negative. Subject tried to escape and we subdued her. All clear. But no one is to go in the South Wing, no matter what you see or hear. And tell all S.T.R.I.K.E. members to gather in the debriefing room and await further instructions. Over.”
“But sir-”
Steve's eyes flashed as he continued to speak like Brock. “Did I fucking stutter? Get the men there and stay the fuck out of here. That's a direct order. Over.”
“Roger that.”
Bucky chuckled when Steve crushed the radio in his hand. No alarms rang out. No soldiers ran down the hall to recapture you. There were no lockdowns. Brock knew he was fucked.
And not in the way you would be.
“You know, Rumlow. You truly are a dark soul with a penchant for pain,” the brunette began, nipping your shoulder as his hands roamed your body. “We could’ve worked out some sort of deal with you. Given you true power. But you just had to lock us up.”
Something dark surfaced from the depths of your mind as you listened. You saw yourself curled up, naked and trembling, in the corner of a cell similar to the one they kept your demons in as Brock advanced on you. “Make yourself useful or you’ll die choking on my cock,” he threatened. It was a memory you kept locked away after they captured you and shot you up with the serum. One they thought they erased for good.
The anguish was almost enough to drown yourself in.
“And you just had to hurt our girl,” Steve snarled, swiping his claws across Brock’s cheek when you whined.
“No one hurts our girl,” Bucky growled over his cry as blood sprayed from the open wounds.
You no longer felt like you were drowning as they fed you strength, allowing you to see clearly again. You always wanted someone protective by your side. Someone to fight for you. Now you had two beside you.
“He can’t hurt me anymore,” you said as the blonde grabbed him by his hair and pulled him back down the hall toward you. He may have yanked a few strands out along the way. “Would you like to hear my mission report, Rumlow?”
His chest heaved a bit as he lay on the ground, trying to breath steadily through the pain. “Yes,” he lied, knowing better than to smart off again.
You arched your back when Bucky covered your breast with his hand, squeezing it gently as Steve joined you and began to play with the other. “You tossed me in their cell with the hopes they’d drain my energy, but I came out stronger. You know why? Because I gave myself to them. All of me,” you explained. A gunshot rang out before Brock screamed and grabbed his knee, the pistol you stole from the dead guard now in Steve's hand. “Their power flows through my veins and my soul belongs to them. We’re bound to each other.”
“And her energy is delicious. Just like her cunt,” Bucky smiled as he turned and shoved you into Steve’s arms. He sank to his knees and winked before he tossed your leg over his shoulder, nosing at your slit. “Hold my horns if you need to.”
“I supposed we should thank you,” Steve said, tossing the gun away. He brought a hand back to your breast, pinching your nipple as Bucky licked along your folds. You grabbed his horns and squeezed when his wicked tongue got to work. “Whatever you injected her with helped her survive what would've killed a normal human. And the more we fucked her, the more she needed us.”
“Such a greedy, pretty thing when she takes our cocks,” Bucky spoke against your pussy, the image of him fucking your throat while Steve took you from behind shimmering in your mind. You could feel them inside you, claiming you as theirs. “Didn’t even take much for her to come when we took her ass.”
Your holes clenched, desperate for them to fill you again. “You tried to turn me into a weapon,” you moaned, smiling as blood dripped from Brock’s leg. “I guess, in a way, you succeeded. Because we’re going to destroy Hydra.”
Bucky flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit as you squirmed. It wasn't enough. You needed more. “Three guards down.”
Steve smiled as he kissed along your neck, his lips lingering on your pulse. “And you’re next, Rumlow.”
“No,” Brock breathed, pushing himself up with his elbow. Fire filled your eyes when he met your gaze, his face going pale under your stare. Were your eyes glowing? “I-I can still join you. I can help.”
“I don’t think you can help us,” Steve said, nodding down to Bucky. His tongue stabbed deep with a moan as he swiped his hand along Brock’s thigh, his claws tearing through the tactical pants and skin. More blood splattered as he screamed in agony. “But you can bleed.”
“Beg. I want you to beg for me to save you,” you moaned, grinding against the brunette’s face before your expression twisted with anger. “I was innocent, you piece of shit.”
Where was your innocence now? Gone. Destroyed. But you made a choice. You allowed yourself to slip into darkness by joining forces with the incubi they captured. And you didn't regret it for a second.
“Please,” Brock said above a whisper, trying in vain to cover his wounds. How much had it taken for him to say that single word? “I-I was just following orders. I'm sorry. Save me.”
You regarded Brock with an unsympathetic gaze. You could show him compassion that he never bestowed upon you and let him see that there was still good in you. But where was the fun in that? What kindness did you possibly owe him?
You glanced back at Steve as you considered it, who merely smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You felt Bucky smile, too. They encouraged your fury, fueled it. These demons truly were glorious. Horrifying.
And they were yours.
“You're not sorry and you know the orders were bullshit. So as far as saving you?” You asked, smiling when the realization of his doom crossed his face. “No, I don’t think I will.”
Brock's hands flew to his head as he let out a cry of anguish. It filled the hall, like a song of agony as the lights flickered. The sound almost shook you to your core, but it fed into your growing darkness. You embraced it with a smile.
“Do you know who those screams in your head belong to?” Steve asked evenly as Brock continued to yell and thrash around. “That's the suffering of every person you ever hurt. All the pain you caused.”
Bucky pulled his mouth away to glare at him. “Including our girl.”
How many bodies had Brock and his men left on their path of destruction? How many lives had they ruined? It was only fair to return the favor.
“Stop it! Make it stop!” Brock cried, slamming the back of his head against the ground with enough force to crack it. “Stop!”
You cried out when Bucky shoved two fingers inside you, his claws careful not to cut you as he thrust deep. “You're close, doll. Dripping down my fingers,” he said, the sound of your wetness blending in beautifully with the wail of pain.
“He's close, too,” Steve said in your ear as he reached down to toy with your clit, playing with the sensitive bud with a grunt. You hardly paid any attention to Brock now, even as his body twitched and blood from his skull stained the floor. He was inconsequential to you as the light began to fade from his eyes. He was nothing. “It's the end for him.”
Bucky twisted his fingers with a smirk, your pussy quivering as you were ready to fall apart. “Come while he takes his last breath. Let go. Let it all go.”
Your vision swam as you did as he commanded, your entire body throbbing with pleasure. You felt the air leave Brock's lungs as bliss flooded you, Bucky's groan obscene as he brought his mout back to lick up your essence. Steve held onto you as you lost yourself, every part of you inside and out owned by their touch.
In that moment, you were invincible.
“Good fucking girl,” Bucky said, his mouth and chin wet from your release as he took his fingers out and lowered your shaky limb from his shoulder. “Damn. I thought he'd last a little longer. I wanted to shove his taser rod up his ass.”
“You still can,” Steve said, kissing your shoulder. “You did so well, sweetheart. You okay?”
The praise from both of them made you preen as you looked at the surrounding carnage, slowly coming down from your high. “I'm better than okay,” you exhaled, reaching out with your foot to nudge Brock's body, relief hitting you square in the chest when he didn’t move. Your tormentor was dead. And you wouldn't shed a single tear for him. “He's gone. He's really gone.”
“He is. And we're free, thanks to you, doll,” Bucky spoke, licking his fingers clean before he stroked himself, a cool shade of blue flickering from his red eyes. “Our mate.”
I'm theirs and they're mine.
And as their mate, you had to thank them. Take care of them. Worship their hard and aching cocks the way you were made to.
“Fuck me,” you breathed.
“With pleasure,” Steve smiled, putting you on your hands and knees before he sank down behind you. He shoved his thick cock inside you with no warning, the head of it practically kissing your cervix as you screamed. “This is just the beginning. We have more lives to destroy when we’re done fucking you. For now.”
Bucky tapped his cock against your cheek affectionately before he pushed inside your eager mouth. “Alexander Pierce. Jasper Sitwell. Everyone. We'll kill them all,” he promised, snapping his hips in time with Steve as you moaned, letting them use you like a ragdoll between them. But you didn't feel used in the slightest.
You felt complete.
“You're free,” Steve grunted, bringing his palm down on your ass with a sharp slap. “We're free.”
He was right. You were finally free from the shackles Hydra tried to put on you. And you couldn't wait for the carnage the three of you would continue to spread, once you could form a coherent thought. All you wanted for now was for them to paint every hole of yours until there wasn’t a drop left.
Bucky's head fell back with an excited moan, as if he read your mind. “And we have so much time to make up for. So take our cocks and let us fill your holes before we burn this place to the ground.”
That was a mission you were more than happy to complete.
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So, THAT happened and I'm not sorry. Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 🧡
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𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
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⋆ Happy Halloween everybody! you know what that means... It's kinktober time! So, gather around my blog as I post daily updates of a new kink with your favorite characters!
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Day 1: Daryl Dixon — Rough Sex
Day 2: Steve Rogers — Captain Kink
Day 3: Dean Winchester — Submission
Day 4: Castiel — Corruption
Day 5: Daryl Dixon — Hair Pulling
Day 6: Spencer Reid — Hand Kink
Day 7: Aaron Hotchner — Uniform Kink
Day 8: Emily Prentiss — Teasing
Day 9: Rick & Daryl — Threesome
Day 10: Spencer Reid — Size Kink
Day 11: Maggie Greene — Brat Taming
Day 12: Daryl Dixon — Shotgunning
Day 13: Michonne Hawthorne — Body Worship
Day 14: Bucky Barnes — Overstimulation
Day 15: Dean Winchester — Blood Play
Day 16: Sam Winchester — Throat Fucking
Day 17: Rick Grimes — Sir Kink
Day 18: Daryl Dixon — Sweat Kink
Day 19: Dean Winchester — Food Play
Day 20: Spencer Reid — Strangers
Day 21: Glenn Rhee — Handjob
Day 22: Bucky Barnes — Choking
Day 23: Dean Winchester — Somnophilia
Day 24: Priest!Sam Winchester — Blasphemy
Day 25: Micheal!Dean Winchester — Knife Kink
Day 26: Spencer Reid — Handcuffs
Day 27: Aaron Hotchner — Spanking
Day 28: Penelope Garcia — Aftercare
Day 29: Demon!Dean Winchester — Biting
Day 30: Natasha Romanoff — Femdom
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Kinktober 2022
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Just like in 2019, 2020 & 2021 I am going to post a kinky, fluffy or scary one-shot from October 1st till October 31st 2022.
All upcoming stories got added now.
Please consider none of the stories are available until the set release date. Titles may change (all titles are working titles until release date.). The release date may change.
All stories contain smut, gore or horror elements. Please head the individual warnings for this event!!!
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FANTASY/SMUT/FLUFF
October 1st: Irresistible Scent
Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader
Kink: Marking kink
October 2nd: Revenge served cold
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Cuckolding
October 3rd: Like Hell
Pairing: Alpha!Soldier Boy x Omega!Reader
Kink: A/B/O
A/N: requested
October 4th: Dance for me
Pairing: Demon!Dean x Stripper!Reader
Kink: Cock warming
October 5th: Forbidden Lust
Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: Homewrecker kink
October 6th: Mr. Orgasm (1) - Wrong Turn (Mr. Orgasm)
Pairing: Cultleader!Jensen Ackles x Author!Reader
Kink: Sex Cult
October 7th: Molded to perfection
Pairing: Steve Rogers x SextoyDesigner!Reader
Kink: big dick fetish
October 8th: Always daddy’s good girl sequel to Daddy’s good girl & Still daddy’s good girl
Pairing: John Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Daddy kink
October 9th: Best costume ever sequel to Is that a costume? & Where is your costume
Pairing: Wolverine x fem!Reader
Kink: Ripped clothes fetish
October 10th: Her concubines
Pairing: Dean x Fairy Queen!Reader x Sam
Kink: Feather play
October 11th: His favorite
Pairing: Alpha!Negan x Chubby(Omega)!Reader
Kink: Public sex
October 12th: Too much
Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader
Kink: Cunnilingus + overstimulation + facesitting and a hint of beard burn
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​​
October 13th: Bearded Beast
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Beard fetish 😈
October 14th: Asgardian Possession
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader
Kink: possessive behavior/possession
A/N: idea by anon
October 15th: Her big bear
Pairing: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader
Kink: Size kink
October 16th: Got milk?
Pairing: TFatWs!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!Reader
Kink: lactation kink
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​​
October 17th: Perfect ending sequel to New Discoveries & Greenest Green
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x fem!Reader
Kink: Roleplay
October 18th: Put it there
Pairing: Stucky x fem!Reader
Kink: Strap-ons
October 19th: Tight places - sequel to Cramped
Pairing: Soulless!Sam x fem!Reader
Kink: Claustrophilia
October 20th: Dad Jokes
Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader
Kink: Dirty Talk
October 21th: Enemy Mine
Pairing: Biker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: Exhibitionism (implied)
October 22nd: The strongest
Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Strength kink
October 23rd: Mustache Monster
Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x fem!Reader
Kink: Gunplay
October 24th: You, me, and your hands tonight 
Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!Reader
Kink: Quorofilia / Hand Fetish
October 25th: Normal, not boring
Pairing: Endgame!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader x TfatWs!Bucky Barnes
Kink: Breeding kink
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1 & anon (Bucky)
October 26th: The gigolo
Pairing: Escort!Tony Stark x fem!Reader
Kink: Paid sex
October 27th: Scavenger hunt
Pairing: Winchesters x fem!Reader (Dean, Sam, John, not Wincest)
Kink: unuasual sex toys & foursome
A/N: idea by @moosekateer13​
October 28th: Weather Goddess 
Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!Reader (X-Men)
Kink: Hyperspermia & Cum fetish
October 29th: Take my breath away
Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader
Kink: daydreams
October 30th: Praise me like you should
Pairing: Sam Wilson x fem!Reader
Kink: Praise kink & dirty talk
A/N: idea by anon
Halloween Specials: ANGST/SMUT/HORROR
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October 31st: His prey
Pairing: Nomad!SteveRogers x Innocent!Reader
Kink: stalking
A/N: idea by @elle14-blog1​
October 31st: Carved
Pairing: Demon!Dean x fem!Reader; Sam x Girlfriend!Reader
Kink: Knife play
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Find all other Bingos and Special Events here: Special Events
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super-marvel-dc · 10 hours
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Y/N: *Walks into The Avengers compound, and greets them* hello, who called about the demon problem?
Tony: That would be me, Tony Stark *shakes Y/N's hand*
Y/N: Nice to meet you, Mr. Stark.
Dean, from the corner of the room: And I'm Dean Winchester, and this is my brother Sammy.
Sam: It's just Sam...
Y/N, to Tony: Are they apart of your team?
Tony: No.
Steve: We called them in because they're supposed to be the best of the best when it comes to demons.
Dean: We are the best of the best, but these demons are something else.
Sam: We've never encountered something like them before.
Y/N: Can you describe them to me?
Dean: Well, normally the demons we fight look human and have black eyes.
Sam: Yeah, there are different, though... They looked like actual monsters you see on TV and had different colored eyes...
Dean: Yeah. And they had some kind writing in their eyes, couldn't tell what, though.
Y/N: Uh oh...
Everyone: Uh oh, what?
Y/N: I'll be right back, I'm going to call my friends... I know exactly what we're dealing with, and it's not good.
Y/N: *On the phone call* Yeah, and tell Rengoku to tell the others we'll need their help, too.
Y/N: *Hangs up, and looks at everyone*
Tony: Who's Rengoku, and what's going on?
Y/N: *Sighs* OK, I'll explain everything to you, but you're gonna have to sit down for this because it's a long story.
Dean: Firstly, start off with who the hell you are.
Y/N: My name is Y/N Y/L/N, my friends and I deal with these demons you told me about...
Y/N: I'm a Hashira.
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writeshite · 1 year
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Asking Steve if you could touch his balls?
Steve blushes, "What do you say, Stevie?" Your long tongue flicks his skin from his temple down to his neck; he bites his lip and nods, squirming when you crawl down to his crotch. He blushes harder when you wink, and glance at him like a meal.
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paarthurnax59 · 1 year
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The man to portray Orobas, a Prince of Hell. The very talented Viggo Mortensen!!!!😁 This is going to be sooooooo fun to write with Viggo Mortensen as our demonic tormenter in "Living Without You".
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supraveng · 2 years
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Supravenghit500 masterlist
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Thank you so much for everyone who participated!!  you are so incredibly talented and I am grateful for your admissions.    
So here they are.....this is not the complete list, but wanted to share what was submitted so far.   I am still finishing my own submission, and there are a few others so an updated list will hopefully be sent next week too
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Cosmic Dust    by @tuiccim  - a lovely Bucky Barnes x reader soulmate au
Cloaked Heart  by @mostly-marvel-musings  - a sweet Loki x reader mutual pining
Chain the Devil   by @jensen-ackles-girl  - angst with Demon Dean x reader
Killing Midnight  by @drkcnry67  -  angst with Soulless Sam x reader
Stolen Knight by @drkcnry67​  - fluff/smut with Jensen Ackles x reader
The Dancing Statue by @marvelcriminalhoe  - fluffy Steve Rogers x reader
Perfect storm by @swiftlymoniquesblog - a bit of angst and fluff for Dean Winchester x reader
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beidousbeloved · 1 year
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masterlist of masterlists
all of the writing i’ve posted could be found through the links attached below!
you do not have permission to translate or repost my work on tumblr or any other platform. likes, comments, and reblogs are always welcome & appreciated!
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marvel headcanons
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marvel blurbs
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stranger things
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one piece
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demon slayer: kny
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overwatch
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genshin impact
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Don’t forget to say goodbye.
A/N: its officially spooky season!!! And I’ve decided to do a sort of kinktober/spooky fics for this month. I’ll be commiting to a story a week. So be sure to request characters, kink, and spooky creature. I’ll also be picking random notes where ive written down, a character pairing, a kink and a type of creature. 
This time it was, wanda x reader, ghost, and breath play. Enjoy ;)
Word count: 2k
Warnings: Alcohol, choking, hot wax, ghost/demon wanda, posessiveness, blood, bruises, swearing, smut, ouija board
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It is starting to get close to midnight, and they’re still not there. You had invited your friends over for drinks and for some spooky fun. Yelena had gone to pick them up like an hour ago, but had yet to return. You were pacing around worrying something had happened to them when the door flung open.
“We´re back!” Yelena stumbled in through the door with a bag in each hand. 
“I can see that.” You said in a dry tone. “What took you so long, and what's all this?” You pointed at the bags. As they hit the counter the sound of ringing from glass bottles hitting each other went through the flat, and so the mystery was solved. 
“You think we’ll need that much alcohol?” You asked as Thor wandered with yet another bottle of liquor.
“Oh no, this one is just mine.” He held the bottle close to his chest, directing his body away from you as you swiped your hand in front of him pretending to try and steal it.
“Well don't you think the ghosts would like some spirits too?” Yelena smirked. At the mere mention of a ghost, you could see Peter's face grow pale. You weren't entirely sure why he was here. When you had all first discussed doing the ouija board, he was clearly freaked out and if it wasn't for Thor insisting he’d come he would’ve more than likely stayed home. Steve wasn’t too fond of the idea either. He was steadfast in his beliefs that “ghosts don't exist”, and yet he refused to actually touch the board, only agreeing to watch the rest of the group play from afar. Thor full-heartedly believed in spirits and held no fear for the dead, only respect. You two had met through a Norse pagan coven, not many knew that this giant beefy guy was into crystals and worshipping the freja. 
The person you really hadn't expected this night, was Yelena's sister. Natasha had really just meant to visit Yelena, but since she forgot these plans, Nat was simply forced to tag along. She didn't seem to mind all that much. She found herself a beer and a comfy spot on the couch. 
You started setting up the board as Yelena handed out drinks.
“Are you joining?” Thor asked as he sat down next to Nat on the couch.
“Me? umm yeah sure why the hell not.” She leaned forward her elbows on her knees. Watching you light the candles, kneeling on the floor by the wooden coffee table.
“Well great we get 5 people after all.” You received a frown from Steve, who was walking toward the couch at a snail's pace.
“Alright! let's talk to some dead people.” Yelena sat down opposite you. Peter took the last spot on the couch, nervously holding on to a glass of coke.  Steve moved a chair to sit down in a corner he deemed at a safe distance.  
“Alright, everyone two fingers on the cup.” The original piece had been lost and so a glass replaced it. You started with the basics questions, is anyone there etc but nothing happened, which had steve saying I told you. You all sat in silence waiting for anything to happen. Yelena started talking out loud to any potential spirits, essentially just sharing her every thought. Natasha moved her pointer finger and placed it on top of yours taping them a few times. You smiled at one another, before looking back down. You tapped her back, but before Nat could respond the glass started moving. Everyone went silent, as it slowly moved across the board.
“Lena, are you moving it?” Steve sounded from the corner. 
“Of course I'm not fucking moving it, I was in the middle of telling a story and they cut me off.“ Her eyes were fixed on the cup.
It was just about to reach the word “no” when peter freaked and pulled away his hand, accidentally knocking over his glass. The loud bang made everyone jump and let go of the cup. But things did not quiet down.
“It’s still moving,” Yelena whispered moving away from the board. Everyone watched as it slowly circled no over and over til it all of a sudden went sliding off the board landing in Natasha's lap.
“Nope, I’m done ill be in the bedroom if you need me.” Steve left the room slamming the door behind him.
They all watched Nat where she sat holding the cup in her hands.
“Is this normal?” She asked turning to you. You only shook your head unable to speak.
“What the hell did you do to piss off the ghost Natasha?” Yelena laughed. 
“How is this funny?” Peter seemed to be on the verge of tears. 
“Peter you wanna go check on steve for me?” He took you up on the offer clearly needing a break The rest of you got back to the board. Natasha was now slightly hesitant to put her hands back on the board.
Yelena was the first to speak. ”Do you not like my sister?” She asked and sure enough, the cup moved to no. Yelena clearly found it amusing. “Why not?” She pried. and it started spelling something out, C…A…N… “Can't keep her hands to herself” Yelena exclaimed. “Wow, Nat did you just slut shamed by a ghost?!” She laughed. Nat was however not laughing. You both looked at each other in confusion. 
“I’m sorry Y/N I made you uncomfortable…” She started.
“What? No Nat I didn’t do that, you’re all good.” She seemed to believe you but was clearly still unsettled. Yelena caught the moment and was quick to follow up.
“You don’t like Natasha touching Y/N?” It moved again spelling out something new. T…H…E…Y…R…E…M..I…N…E 
With those words a shiver wet down your spine. 
“Alright, that's a bit much even for me,” Thor said nervously looking at you.
“Yeah, I think it's time to stop,” Yelena agreed. 
“Are you sure?” You were certainly creeped out, but also curious.
“Dude I don’t know much about this stuff, but that doesn't sound good.” Natasha swiped the cup off the table.
“I say we go out?” Yelena stood up. Most everyone agreed, wanting to get the hell out of your flat as fast as possible.
“Boys! All clear!” Natasha yelled as she walked over knocking on the door. The two peeked out confirming that you had fact stopped.
“You wanna come with us out?” Thor barely had to say the words before Peter was putting on his jacket.
“You coming Y/N?” Yelena asked.
“I’m a bit tired I think I’ll stay here.” You leaned back against the counter.
“I can stay with you, if you want?” Natasha offered, looking worried.
“I’m okay guys really just gonna watch a movie and then go to sleep.” You smiled trying to reassure them.
“Alright, but I'm taking this.” she picked up the board placing it under her arm. “Don’t want you messing around with that alone.” 
And with that, they all left. Were you scared to be left alone here? Hell yes, but something was urging you to stay and maybe that should have been your first warning.
You didn't bother blowing out the candles, they were black pillar candles that you had found in the flat when you moved in, and you found them quite comforting. You settled on watching The Adams family since it was just the right amount of spookiness for you at this moment. 
After a few minutes, your eyelids got heavy and you are just about ready to drift off when the film comes to a stop. You frown reaching for the remote with a groggy vision, attempting to press play over and over, but all it did was a load.
“For fuck sake!” You yelled sitting up, and the tv went out. So did the lamp lit in the corner of the room. You froze, eyes set on the figure that was standing lurking in that corner. You wanted to run but couldn’t move an inch.
The figure started moving towards you and it was like a spell broke and you quickly hid under the blanket, certain you were about to be murdered, but nothing happened. Just silence. Until you felt the weight of someone sitting down next to you.
“Come on now don’t hide from me sweet thing.” Fingers gently traced up and down your leg. Your cheeks became wet with tears as you prayed for it to go away.
“That’s not very nice.” The voice growled, ripping the blanket off you in one motion. You scrambled away til you sat back against the other side of the couch. Across from you sat a woman, with long brown hair and glowing red eyes. She had a mischievous smile on her face, as she watched you try to get away.
“Now now sweetheart I’m not going to eat you.” She giggled. “Or am I!” She launched forward, teeth clashing together inches from your face. The laugh she let was haunting nothing human about it. She quieted down and focused on your face. Her hand comes to your cheek, to wipe away a few tears.
“You’re so cute when you’re scared.” She whispered leaning forward only to lick a teardrop of your cheek. She moved away, and her fingers traced up one of the black candles. Her fingertips were black and you found yourself mesmerized by them as they danced over the flame.
“I’m glad you like my candles.” Her head turned back to you, a blank expression on her face.
“Yours?” you asked without thinking. She smiled dipping her fingers into the hot wax. 
“Yes, mine.” She tilted her head. “And now…” Her hand grabbed your face, her nails dug into your cheeks and jaw and the still hot wax burned your skin making you gasp. “...so are you.” She leaned down licking her lips, before moving down and pulling down your shorts. You stared at her nibbling on your thigh, surprised by the suddenness of her action. Red eyes looked up at you from between your legs before moving in and licking up your pussy. You let out a moan as she sucked on your clit. You hadn't meant to be so loud but the woman clearly enjoyed your response, sucking harder. You closed your eyes leaning back, only for her to stop. You felt her climb up your body leaning in for a kiss, you leaned in trying to deepen the kiss, and she sucks your lip into her mouth before biting down roughly on it. Once she lets go you taste iron, lip stinging. She’s quick to lap up the blood, before leaning in and whispering in your ear.
“Look at you letting your guard down…” her hand wraps around your throat. “...silly little thing.” Her grip tightens drastically, cutting off your airways. You struggle to try to loosen her grip, but she doesn't seem to notice, her smile is feral as she strangles you. Those red glowing eyes are the last thing you see before passing out. 
Your eyes fly open. The clock on the wall tells you it’s 4 am. You sit up panting and looking around, she’s nowhere to be seen. The tv is on once more and the credits are rolling.  The lamp is also on, and so are the candles. Oh thank god, it was just a dream you think to yourself. You turn off the tv and blow out the candles heading to the bathroom to shower and cool off before heading to bed. You hurry into the bathroom and lock the door still spooked by it all. You turn on the hot water and start to strip when you catch yourself in the mirror. You moved closer feeling the hair raise on your arms once more, as you stared at the bruise around your neck and the black wax going down your chest. You backed away from the mirror, and a pair of hands catch you landing on your back as a cold breath hits your neck.
“Oh good, you’re awake.”
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buckymorelikefuckme · 8 months
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there's this one story i've had in a doc for like... two years? maybe three? idk i'd have to check but anyway!
it started out as a fic. and then when i decided i wanted to try my hand at becoming an author, i chose to use the idea for a book. but now, i'm very seriously considering making it back into a fic again, bc i love this story so much, but i just don't know that i can do it justice as a full-length book.
and the thing is, down the line, i still could make it into a book if i ever feel like it. i'm just so torn ugh...
should i switch it back to fic? yes or no ??
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cantdothis-nomore · 1 year
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CHARACTERS/FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR <3
Harry Potter- Literally anyone in it because I've watched it so much I could literally give you a detailed scripture on it
For this fandom I will only write angst, fluff and that kind of stuff for the minors in it but I am willing to write NSFW if requested for adults or aged up characters
Lord of The Rings - again anyone, I'd have to rewatch it a little bit though to refresh my knowledge on it lmao
Again, NSFW, sfw, still matters but not as much in this one as nearly everyone's an adult
Teen titans - Anyone, love this fandom absolutely amazing
Sfw for minors and NSFW for adults
Batboyssss- ANYDAY ANYWHERE ANYTIMEEEE, love them, love writing for them I love love love damian but that's not the point 🤣
Imma just put a list now and yall can figure it out lmao
Fantastical beasts and where to find them
Charlie and the chocolate factory
Demon slayer
Tokyo ghoul
Howls moving castle
A series of unfortunate events
Wednesday
Star wars
Mha
Marvel
Mandalorian
Apart from that, just request and I will answer your demands
I also write soulmate aus and things like that
The first person to request will be held high priority with their requests 🤣
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ashestogolddust · 2 years
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Hello! I'm taking request!
Hello everyone! I decided to finally open the asks box! You can request any fandom listed below! Please refer to the rules! Both platonic and romantic request are accepted!
1. Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba
2. Tranformers (Transformers Prime, G1, TFA Bayverse, MTMTE)
3. Avengers (First to Endgame)
4. Genshin Impact
Rules!
1. No dark content request (gore, pedophilia, non-con, etc)
2. No smut (I'm bad at writing smut and not comfortable with writing smut)
3. I accept crossover
That's it for now!
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Welcome!
You've stumbled upon my humble blog, fancy meeting you here!
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Name: Becca
Pronouns: She/her
Age: 22
My favorite thing at the moment: Cross stitching!
Favorite animal: Fox
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I write fanfic for selfish and creative pleasures and I'd love to write something for you! I'm always open to talking about anything and everything. I'm an open book, really.
Do not hesitate to: reach out, request, or even ask me for advice that I have gathered from my 22 years of life.
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Have a request? Go for it!
Here's a link to my Masterlist. I hope you enjoy :)
Fandoms I Write:
Harry Potter
Sherlock
Marvel
Gotham
My Hero Academia
Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood
Supernatural
Doctor Who
Avatar the Last Airbender
Haikyuu!
The Flash (CW)
Twilight
Demon Slayer
Rise of the Guardians
There will probably be more to come in the future!
If you want to request something not on the list please be sure to include: Name of the character, show/movie from, details, and specifics of your request. I'm more than willing to try to write you whatever you want! Please specify your pronouns you prefer for the reader (I want to respect you 110%).
My Boundaries:
Smut/lemon/NSFW (I will do borderline stuff but I have my limits)
OCs
Rape/SA
Incest
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That's all from me, so, please enjoy! I hope some of my writing could make you smile! :)
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