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chaashni · 2 years

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Dollar, Dollar Bills

Warnings: Sexworker!AU. Smut. Gunplay. Possessiveness. A little unhealthy. Toxic Nick Fowler. Some obsession. Groping. Slapping. Blowjobs. Choking. Hair pulling. Unfair power dynamics. Aggressive sex. All that. And yeah, Printesa.

Hot pink nails curled around your second free drink of the night, you rolled your shoulders, the delicate body chains wrapped all around your body and looped over your bralette sparkling as you sauntered towards the man, his sharp cheekbones and eclectic blue eyes drawing you in closer.

It was easy to forget you were the temptress when it came to Nick Fowler. Beautiful as he was, his words held an engaging darkness, struggling to rip free, crossing you in your own game and luring you in every time he decided to visit you.

"Nick Fowler." You eyed him up and down, eyes lingering at his belt, lingering at the gun he had strapped in there before snapping back to his lustful ones, keening to see that you were the object of his attention. Even now. "What brings you to me, huh?"

His chuckle was dark and expensive, just like everything else about him, the lustrously ardent eyes flickering with darkened flares as he sized you up and down, looping an arm around your bare waist, fingers itching to caress the lace of your bra. "Nothing can ever keep me from you, printesa."

You rolled your eyes, keeping your glass on one of the tables and pressing your palm on his chest, walking away, swaying your hips with grace, just the way you knew he liked. Somewhere behind you, you knew he had a tick in his jaw, his fists clenched. You could almost feel the roll in his eyes as he followed you, eyes trained on your legs. Even in the booming, lush tunes of the strip club, you could hear him thinking of ways to rip off the nylon stockings and stake his claim over your skin, tear down the curvatures of your body with his touch, mark it, brand it.

Of all the things about Nick Fowler, his possessiveness was what you understood.

Possibly because you were always looped in an uncertain web of its existence, the coils which held you hostage loosening and tightening according to <his> convenience, but never really setting you free. Like a trapped butterfly, Nick let you flutter your wings all you want. He'd have no qualms with you dancing the night away, swinging from man to man all through your shift at the club, but the moment you'd get too close- intimately close- his words, not yours, he'd riot.

Your pussy would burn and sting all through the next two weeks if you ever directly indulged another man's advances, especially when you were done with the transactional elements of your job. Ethics, he called it, often using it as his excuse to get away from stuff. Disappearing randomly for months? Work stuff. Classified. Wouldn't disclose because of 'ethics'. Making you slip pills into the drinks of potential targets so he could take them away from getting interrogated? You were helping the country. Ethics.

Ethics was the reasoning he gave when he wanted you to snoop on men who arrived at your club, jokingly calling you his 'asset', all dressed in lace and high boots, ready to kill if he asked you to.

"Where do you think you're going?" He caught your wrist, spinning you around and pulling you flush to his chest before his hands were on your hips, pushing you against one of the booths and pressing his body to yours.

He wasn't mad. Not yet. His pupils blown wide, you could barely discern the cerulean ring cuffing the exterior of the black pits as he hungrily took you in. Holding the same vehemence in those irises when he was buried inside of you, his glare was cutting through your lashes and searing into your brain, leaving you helpless in his hold.

Almost.

"Away from you." You bit back, hands pressing to his chest in an attempt to get away from him, legs sliding between his to aid you in your struggle but Nick just held on tighter, chuckling darkly.

Condescending. Mocking. Lying. It still made your cunt weep, and you would still be furious at yourself for letting him leave traces of himself all over you when you'd wake up in an empty bed.

"That's never going to happen. Not untill you unload a gun in my chest."

You scoffed, glaring at him. "Don't take your chances. I will."

Nick chuckled a little more, looking down at you like the very idea was amusing and childish in the least, still holding you close to him.

"And I wouldn't appreciate you taking the chance to run when I'm not finished talking." His knuckles ran down the apples of your cheek, sliding down to your jaw from where his thumb reached over to your lips, smirking as he smeared some of your lipstick out of the corner, onto your skin.

You rolled your eyes, removing your hands from his chest and backing up against the wall, tilting backward in your heels. "And you think you're the fucking President that I would listen to you?"

He shook his head, clicking his tongue and placing the fault of his palm over your stomach, his nails digging into the skin, leaving tiny crescents in their trail. Marks. He loved placing them on you, from his hands, his teeth, his rings. Sometimes his belt. He had his ways to make you bend, be it the leather flogger you kept in your bedside stand or his thick cock being drilled up your walls.

The choice was always for you to listen, or so he claimed. You didn't believe him.

Nick Fowler was a fucking liar. You told him so, spat it at his face only to be held tighter, like he was apprehensive you would bolt right after, a steelier look in his eyes, assuring you he wouldn't let you get too far.

He had you addicted to his lies. To his touch, more possessive than a wolf's, he trailed you like a predator circling its prey, always out of sight for you to find him, always too close for you to erase him.

"Son of a bitch." You cussed, eyes tracing the hard line of his jaw, the flare of that nerve on his temple, the twitch of his fingers. "Agent or not, I'm not going to help you find dirt on your gangs. Not for that dick of yours."

He claimed he was an agent. Showed you a CIA card too for assurance and somehow sharing the little secret with him caged you in further, like he had set the tracks of his confession to manipulate you to find your way back to him. Wait for him. Stay for him.

Nick cursed, pinning you to the wall of the booth, some giggles from inside letting you know at least someone was having a good time. "You're being a brat."

You rolled your eyes, snorting,the palm of your hands digging to his abs and succeeding in pushing him a few inches away, much to his chagrin. "C'mon Nickey boo. " you taunted, "You handle so much, you've got to work. Disappear for weeks and come back like you own me, which," you raised air quotes, "Newsflash- you don't."

The murder in his eyes, the feral madness which haunted you whenever you were out in the streets and someone got a little too close to you, radiated out of him with such intensity you had to take a moment to shut up, before your eyes were lighting up again, fuelled by the outrage building in his eyes.

"Can't you handle me being a little brat? Think you can't control me?" You contemplated mocking him some more before you shook your head, looking straight into his eyes. "I'm not doing shit for you. Find someone else to do your dirty work."

With that you ducked, attempting to sweep out from under him and go back to the business area, find a potential client to grind on, even take one home because you had already lit the spark, you could as well have some fun before the incoming explosion tore everything down.

Nick had other plans.

A hand clamped around your throat before you could even swoop down, hauling you into the booth and pinning you to the wall behind, his gun pressed under your jaw. Behind his broad frame you saw the group of inebriated friends get up from their happy bubble, confused and frankly scared out of their mind at what they were seeing.

"Leave." You ordered, glaring at them, overall salty at the few couples in there who were all over one another.

They had something you could never.

"The fuck are you waiting for? Out." Nick barked, the barrel of the gun digging into the skin of your exposed waist, his hand tilting your chin up, glaring deep into your soul.

"I know someone who has connections with this guy you're searching for. Seemingly stole a lot of money from him and loves to gloat about it. He can help you. Leave me out of this." Nick had come back for business, hadn't he? If he wasn't getting his dick wet, he was asking you for favours, requesting you to find more about people he was supposed to do whatever with, and you had done it. Out of infatuation, out of the sheer need for the dollar bills he handed you. You were not going to do that again.

"Oh babygirl," Nick chuckled, shaking his head. Your eyes followed the gun as he raised it up, snapping back to his feverishly fanatic ones as he ran it down your face, digging it right under your jaw, using it to angle your face upwards.

"Stop trying to find your way out of this and do as you're told." Voice silky and cuffed with restraint, barely comparable to the unhinged look in his eyes, you felt the heat in them drip right to your core, your anger from being abandoned stemming into arousal with each rough action of his.

You still said nothing, keeping your face on a frustrating neutral, unphased when he brought the gun over to your lips, a soft gasp betraying you when his hands curled around your jugular. "I've been going too easy on you, isn't it?"

"That shouldn't be a surprise when you're never around, dipshit."

"On your knees. Another word and I cut out your tongue." He wheeled you around, away from the wall you were squashed against, slowly reducing the pressure on your jugular, domineering eyes beckoning you to follow his orders and melt under his control like the obedient girl he wanted you to be. Deeply ashamed of yourself for having ruined your panties over this, you lowered yourself down to your knees, your heels clicking against the tiles as you reposition yourself, keeping your thighs spread open the way he liked you.

"I expect to make a whole lot of money out of this, you get it?" You sassed, rolling your eyes at him, ignoring the way you were frothing in the mouth as Nick unbuckled his belt, his hand curling around his semi while he pointed his gun at you, pressing the barell of it to your cheek.

"You'll get it." He slid it down, pushing the barrel past your lips into your mouth, precum dribbling out of his cock. "Just a few dollar bills, a few orgasms and you can do anything I want you to do, isn't it?"

He pushed the gun deeper, watching your lips roll over and then pulling it out, a feral look in his eyes. "You know what to do."

Inching forward, you curled your digits around his cock, stroking the length before spitting on your hand, expertly smearing it all over the length. Nick's hand buried itself into your hair, the body chains sliding along your body and getting entangled with one another as you leaned forward, licking a teasing stipe over his tip, smirking at the hiss above you.

"Your dick's the only good thing about you" you sassed, not waiting for a reaction before slipping him into your mouth, hollowing up your cheeks and stroking your tongue all around him, taking him halfway and bobbing your head. Nick cursed as you broke the line of spit connecting his cock to your lips, his hands digging into your shoulder, past the chains and the lace, marking you up again.

"Being a bitch isn't getting you out of this."

"Oh, I fucking know." And you were deepthroating him again, revelling in the way his hands clung to your shoulder, his gun thrown to the side as he grunted, your tongue and mouth on him. You liked how this was the way you could exercise some control on him, however fleeting and frail. It was satisfying, watching such a man, dangerous and obsessive with having the upper hand crumble right under your mouth, your touch, your lips.

The hand tracing your collar bones curled around your throat, pulling you up and flipping you around in the blink of an eye, your tiny skirt flipped up. Bending you over the very table where the couples had been exchanging filthy love promises. One hand caging your wrists, keeping them pinned behind your back, Nick ripped the nylon off your ass and thighs, his hand striking against the flesh. Hard.

You could almost feel the handprint form on your ass.

Thinking you'd go back home with that, his cum full inside you, possibly plugged up, evidence of him mapped all over your skin, had this intangible thrill burn through you. Only Nick could give you that. That was your twisted reasoning, the lust of that unachievable fire he possessed in his deranged veins, that was exactly what kept you hovering around in his clutches.

"Been too fucking long, isn't it? My beautiful princess needs me to come around more, give her more." He let go of your hands, grabbing fistfulls of your ass with both bands, kneading and rolling them. "Needed my attention so bad didn't ya? Wanted me to come back, toy with you a little and have you crying, bent over something. Isn't that it?"

You gasped, shivering as Nick dropped to his knees, his hands lifting your hips up and placing your dripping cunt right over his face, eager hands ripping off more and more of your stockings, till your calves were exposed and under the mercy of his demanding fingers.

"You were gone. For weeks." Your accusations felt weak when they were melted in a sea of pleasurable moans, his tongue teasing your nub and snaking against your folds with such ease, like he knew exactly what would have you squirming, like Nick had never left.

Buried between your thighs, he groaned, smacking his lips over your clit and sucking it filthily, his moans vibrating over your cunt, your grip on the edge of the table hard, your face pressed against the wood.

"Doesn't take long to get you squirming." Nick spoke right over your pussy, words muffled by your moans as the vibrations rung through you, a sob stretching out of your lips. "Cause you're mine. Your body knows that. Your mind accepts it too."

He landed a smack on your ass, smiling against your dripping lips at your startled gasp, shoving his tongue into your hole. "You think I don't see it? Past that bratty little mouth?" This man, your nemesis, chuckled, tongue lapping up your juices as you squirmed and moaned, "I know how much you want me. Letting me fuck you in a club, where your silly little friends can see you get fucked stupid. Your dipshit customers too"

The hard smack on your pussy had you barrelling forward, and you felt Nick stand behind you, his meaty thighs landing on each side of your hips, hands dancing over your back to the sides of your boobs. "I know you want it. Being claimed by me? You love it. You love how feral I am for you, how much I hate being away from you."

His hands danced over the thin strips of lace holding your bra together, loosening it and sliding under the body chains over to the side of your boobs. "Will be marking them up later. All night long if that's what is needed for you to remember."

As you cursed under your breath, Nick lined his cock against your folds, teasing the tip all the way down your length before sliding an inch into your hole, chuckling darkly when you tried to push your hips back on his cock.

"Fuck me properly, asshole." You seethed, knowing how his expression would go all sinister and mean after this, eyes clouded with the feral unhingedness you seeked in every man you performed for. His hand dug into your hair, pulling the roots harshly, some tears pricking into yours.

"That's what you want, babygirl?" Without another warning, he snapped his hips, drilling his cick inside, the moan dancing at the tip of your tongue knocked out in full force as he began thrusting in hard and fast, leaving you panting and drooly as you tried to match back to his thrusts. Holding your hair still, he chuckled when your boobs slipped out of your loose bra, your curses incoherent in the sea of pleasure. Rolling his hips, Nick slowed down, only to cuff the back of your neck and press his digits into the dip of your collarbones, plunging his cock in, tearing some sobs out of your lips. He chanted his claim away, mouth mapping down your bare back, tongue caressing every dip and freckle of your skin, claiming every spot that made you shiver as his.

Nick filled you up the moment you had stopped convulsing from the effects of your orgasm, mouth latched over your shoulder, your face smeared with tear tracks and mascara lines, perfectly disheveled.

"That a good enough homecoming present for you, Princess?" He asked cockily, taking in your face, scoffing at the smirk you gave him.

Now's your time.

The gun he had thrown carelessly aside now rested in your hands as you managed to slip out and flip around, pointing it at him. Nick looked unphased for the most part, a little impressed at most.

"What do I have to do to get you to stay?" You implored, the gun pressed to his forehead. Nick chuckled, shaking his head.

"I'm never gonna leave, babygirl."

"Liar."

"You love the way I lie," he smirked, pulling the gun out of hold easily, one of your boobs exposed. His hands went to your nipple, twisting it darkly, chuckling when you winced.

"And I love it when you stay here and wait for me like a good girl." The gun pressed to your cheek, he toyed with your breasts, tweaking your nipples and swatting them. "You'd do that for me, wouldn't you?"

You nodded. This was a losing game anyway, so you set your sight on the wad of cash he placed next to you, your second best bet.

"Good -fucking- girl."

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sebstan2020 · 4 months

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Sebastian Stan Fanfiction Masterlist

Bucky Barnes

Red Ties - Bucky Barnes

The King - Bucky Barnes

The Rise of Hydra - Bucky Barnes

The Captains Daughter - Bucky Barnes

Trespassing - Bucky Barnes

The Presidents Daughter - Bucky Barnes

A Slave for You - Bucky Barnes

She Works for the Devil - Bucky Barnes

At His Service - Bucky Barnes

Territory - Bucky Barnes

New World Order - Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark

Companion - Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers

Repaying the Debt - Bucky Barnes

Bucky Barnes One shots

Steve Kemp

Not Leaving - Steve Kemp

Max Burnett

The Sharpest Lies - Max Burnett

Max Burnett One shots

Nick Fowler

Nick Fowler One shots

Sebastian Stan

Sebastian Stan One shots

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littlelioncub43 · 11 months

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And he would look so precious kneeling in his collar next to the bed where a leather flogger, paddle, and whatnot are laid out.

Oh yes he does.

He loves it too, especially since you're letting him choose what to be punished with. The items you set on the bed neatly before his kneeling frame sent tingles through his body. The sleek leather flogger, the simple black paddle with holes, and the leather bound riding crop; He was familiar with them all. But he definitely had a favorite.

"The crop, Mistress," he smirks.

"Alright, pet," you nod with a matching smirk.

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myfictionaldreams · 8 months

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Kinktober Masterlist 2023 😈

Hello lovely readers, Welcome to my Kinktober 2023! I will be posting every day throughout the spooky month with many different kinks so please enjoy! And also read the tags/warnings before continuing on!

main masterlists // AO3

♥ Day 1: Pegging - Mafia!Stucky ♥ Day 2: Roleplay - Steve Harrington ♥ Day 3: Handjob/Fingering - Joel Miller ♥ Day 4: Authority/Power Difference - Lee Bodecker ♥ Day 5: Sweat - Eddie Munson ♥ Day 6: Dry Hump - James Potter ♥ Day 7: Somnophilia - Winter Soldier ♥ Day 8: Breeding - Joel Miller ♥ Day 9: Size Kink - Ari Levinson ♥ Day 10: Cockwarming - Mafia!Stucky ♥ Day 11: Exhibitionism/Voyeurism - Winter Soldier ♥ Day 12: Orgasm Denial/Delay - Lloyd Hansen ♥ Day 13: Heartbeat - Vampire!Steddie ♥ Day 14: Uniform - Natasha Romanoff ♥ Day 15: Spanking/Flogging - The Marauders ♥ Day 16: Double Penetration in one hole - Mafia!Stucky

♥ Day 17: Hate Sex - Sirius Black ♥ Day 18: Sex Pollen - Bucky Barnes ♥ Day 19: Marking - Remus Lupin ♥ Day 20: Fear Play - Mafia!Stucky ♥ Day 21: Hair Pulling - Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanoff ♥ Day 22: Bondage - The Marauders ♥ Day 23: Deepthroating/Facesitting - Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson ♥ Day 24: Role Reversal (Dom/Sub) - Mafia!Stucky ♥ Day 25: Knives - Natasha Romanoff ♥ Day 26: Overstimulation - Steve Rogers ♥ Day 27: Gloryhole - Nick Fowler ♥ Day 28: Cockbulge - Lee Bodecker ♥ Day 29: Coercion/Blackmail - Dark!Marauders ♥ Day 30: Freeuse - Winter Soldier ♥ Day 31: Religious Play (Priest Kink) - Eddie Munson

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #kinktober 23 #mine*

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ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist · 9 months

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🎧Elle the Space Unicorn's Masterlist🎧

Reader inserts will have no descriptors, OFCs will be black and plus-sized(unless otherwise stated). I love being able to give girls/femmes who look like me the chance to romance some of their faves.

🎧Bless my current muse...🎧

I love to write fanfiction. Right now, my main muse is Henry Cavill. But I also like some Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters (see below who I will write for - send prompts or requests to @ellethespaceunicorn HERE).

Masterlist is under the Cut...

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing)

Love, Napoleon (ongoing)

Scrapbook (finished)

Daddy Knows Best (possibly on hiatus)

Don't Take My Sunshine Away (possibly on hiatus)

Touch and Go (possibly ongoing)

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

What Are You Doing, StepBro?

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Humphrey x Stepsister!Reader

Summary: You and Humphrey don’t have the best start, but before long you will reach an arrangement.

Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sub!Clark Kent x Domme!Reader

Summary: Clark needs to give over to his submissive urges, specifically he yearns to be tied up and owned.

I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Napoleon Solo x Reader

Summary: Napoleon wines and dines.

Make That Kitty Purr {DARK FIC}

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader

Fandom: Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU

Summary: Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend.

Make That Kitty Purr [Director's Cut] {DARKER FIC}

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader

Fandom: Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU

Summary: Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend. This is the darker pre-edited version.

Some Things You Just Can’t Refuse

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Dom!Clark Kent x Sub!Reader

Summary: A collection of first times with Clark Kent, and one last time.

Happy Birthday, Cupcake

Rating: General

Pairing: Clark Kent x PlusSize!Reader

Summary: Clark surprises you for your birthday.

Treat Me Like A Slut

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: August Walker x Reader

Summary: August has had enough of your antics, and you’re going to pay for it.

Sometimes The Silence Guides A Mind

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Summary: As you were getting close to Sherlock, he stops visiting. You pop over to Baker Street and share an eye-opening moment.

Don't Take Your Eyes Off It

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Steve Rogers x Black!Fem!Reader

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day, and you have a surprise for Steve!

Don't Kill My Vibe

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Clark Kent x BestFriend!Black!Fem!Reader

Summary: You help Clark ease the pain of his broken heart.

Fifteen Minutes

Character: Walter Marshall x Unnamed Black!OFC

Rating: Explicit

Summary: What Walter does with 15 minutes of his time.

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Pairing: Syverson x Reader

Rating: Mature

Summary: When an unexpected pregnancy rocks your already uncertain world, you decide the best option is to run. Apocalypse AU.

Pretty As A Picture

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Summary: What started as a hobby day in the park turns into Lloyd Hansen showing you why taking photos of strangers is a bad idea.

Something Old, Something New

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Nick Fowler x Reader

Summary: Your childhood best friend invites you to your old vacation spot for her wedding, and you have been catching up with your first crush: her recently divorced big brother Nick.

Oxytocin

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Older!Black!Fem!OFC

Summary: At a New Year's Eve party, Ransom Drysdale's life is forever changed by a chance meeting with Ivy Kensington.

My Little Strawberry

Pairing: Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches)

Rating: Mature

Summary: A follow-up to Shape Up. Sy has a conversation with his baby girl while she’s still in your stomach.

Doing Something Unholy

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Charles Brandon x Reader

Summary: This is a prompt fill for some teasing of Charles Brandon and then him taking over.

Praise You

Rating: General, pure fluff

Pairing: Clark Kent x Insecure PlusSize!Reader

Summary: Clark Kent loves everything about you, especially what you think are your flaws.

Get My Pretty Name Outta Your Mouth

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Reader

Summary: You hate everything about Detective Walter Marshall. He feels the same about you. Now, kiss!

Shape-Up

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Cpt Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches)

Summary: Syverson and his girl, Peaches, try and trim his beard without causing a ruckus. Spoiler alert: they fail.

Follow-up to Shape-Up: My Little Strawberry

The Paganini Problem

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader

Summary: Being Sherlock’s wife proves to be difficult when a case stumps him.

Power Play: After Hours

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x Assistant!Black!Reader

Summary: What happens when Lloyd sees you, his assistant, in something other than what you usually wear? Well, you should be worried about what he does when he sees you.

No Good Deeds

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Landlord!Ari Levinson x Reader

Summary: Moving out on your own is challenging, but your landlord, Mr. Levinson is kind and helpful. But he may want more from you than your tenancy.

Executive Temptation

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: CEO!August Walker x Employee!Reader

Summary: You’ve caught the eye of CEO August Walker. What happens when he asks you to go to his private office?

Walter Marshall - Hobbies

Lloyd Hansen - Family, Quirks/Hobbies, Sleep

Lloyd Hansen - What happens when reader starts dressing to match lloyd?

Walter Marshall (Night Hunter)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Clark Kent (Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League)

Humphrey (Stardust)

Charles Brandon (The Tudors)

Mike (Hellraiser: Hellworld)

Napoleon Solo (The Man from U.N.C.L.E.)

August Walker (Mission: Impossible - Fallout)

Will Shaw (The Cold Light of Day)

Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes films)

Captain Syverson (Sand Castle)

Evan Marshall (Blood Creek)

Melot (Tristan and Isolde)

Thomas Apreas (Hotel Laguna)

Chas Quilter (The Inspector Lyndley Mysteries)

Stephen Colley (I Capture the Castle)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR HENRY

Lloyd Hansen (The Gray Man)

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Steve Rogers (Avengers films)

Curtis Everett (Snowpiercer)

Ari Levinson (The Red Sea Diving Resort)

Nick Gant (PUSH)

Jake Jensen (The Losers)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR CHRIS

Bucky Barnes (Marvel)

Charles Blackwood (We Have Always Lived in the Castle)

Steve Kemp (Fresh)

Max (Sharper)

Nick Fowler (The 355)

Lee Bodecker (The Devill All The Time)

Chris (Destroyer)

Justin Capshaw (Law & Order)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR SEBASTIAN

Let me know if you wanna be added and for what plz, so far only these categories 😁 Let me know if you ever want to be removed!

General Fanfiction (Everything)

Henry Character Fanfiction

Chris Character Fanfiction

August Walker

Bright Like The Moon

Love, Napoleon!

Daddy Knows Best

Don't Take My Sunshine Away

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest

~Please DON'T ask me to tag you in a series that you've never 'liked' or 'reblogged'. It's just kind of rude. Also, don't ask for an ETA on the next chapter.~

*Blog Header, Cover Art for fics, Masterlist Header/MDNI 18+ Banner, Support/Reblog banner and Masterlist Dividers made by me in Canva*

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frostironfudge · 1 year

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Redemption

Summary: Max Burnett taught you everything and so did Nick Fowler. Now, they don't appreciate being double crossed. So naturally you have to pay up to earn forgiveness. Will you earn redemption?

Paring: Max Burnett x F!Reader x Nick Fowler, F!Reader x Special Guest.

Word Count: 4.0k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, you are responsible for the media you consume. smut, shameless smut, darkish content, a spoiler for sharper and 355, p in v, edgeing, multiple orgasms, oral m recieving, dom/sub, hard doms, degradation, punishments, spanking, choking, fingering, clit play, nipple play, swearing, possessive behaviour, use of drugs for kidnapping, Max and Nick are well hard doms, even though max might have a bit of a switch vibe, knife play, cuffs, aftercare, hickeys, nicknames meanings will be mentioned on first use of the nickname, praise kink, mild dub-con vibes, if i missed anything let me know

A.N.: i didn't know i could write this much filth also these two together menaces, but i love them.

Main Masterlist // AO3

Keep your breathing even.

Let them think you’re knocked out cold still.

Don’t flinch at the pinch in your arm.

Stay alert.

Footsteps, retreating, one person. Medium build.

Chair scarpes, neglected and worn wood.

Beeping, microwave.

Scents, cheese melting.

Don’t move a muscle. Don’t give away your hunger. Don’t think about it.

Rustling, foil unwrapping.

Clinking, cutlery on a plate.

Footsteps, moving closer, one person. Medium to heavy build. Two total.

Hands on yours, the rope being cut. Soft breath.

The rope remains tethered.

“I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show.” The male calls out, the cutlery clinks against the plate again.

The earlier footsteps come closer again.

Max. You recognise the voice a moment too late.

Why would he? No.

“You knew all about it.” Nick keeps his voice even. You hear Max chuckle and hum.

Nick’s palm cups your cheek. Max tuts disapprovingly. The warmth from Nick’s touch recedes.

An unspoken conversation occurs and Nick stands back.

“Agent Fowler, don’t they teach you not to touch what belongs to someone else?” The plate is set down, Max grabs your hair, “Wake up, little tesoro (treasure).” He tears the blindfold off and you blink. You’re pulled off the bed, on your knees.

Shitty hotel room. Curtains drawn. Another room outside this bedroom.

You look up at Max.

“I’m very cross with you.” He states, “Double crossing me?”

“Max it isn’t–,”

“Fucking liar!” He grabs your jaw harshly, “Don’t give me those damn doe eyes I taught you to use.”

“Max.” Nick warns, you hear the click of a gun. You don’t look at him. He wasn’t supposed to find you.

You had made sure to cover the tracks. Lead Nick down a cold trail ending somewhere on the west coast.

“Agent.” Max says with equal mocking. Staring at you. His blue eyes blaze with anger.

You try to speak but he tightens his grip, all that moves past your lips is a squeak.

“You can’t be this upset being fucked over, what did you consider her your protege?” Nick takes a step to the foot of the bed. Gun still pointed at Max.

“Aren’t you?” Max finally looks at the CIA Agent.

Nick clenches his jaw, eyes falling to you. You take a peek at him from the corner of your eyes. Slate blue-grey eyes regard you with disappointment.

“I don’t know what you mean.” Nick shrugs.

Max laughs, hollow. The way he did when he told you about Madeline. You hated the sound of his hollowed out self.

“Oh please, you trained her yourself. To come after me. She’s as much as your little subordinate as she is my little protege.” Max looks back at you, tilting your head back, he leans in, remnants of his aftershave flood your senses, “Aren’t you?”

He makes you nod your head, your lips unable to move.

“Max, let her go.” Nick warns.

“You know Nick. I don’t want to, and she’s going to help me teach you a little lesson.” Max beams brightly. Your stomach twists.

“Ask your superior to hand over his gun. You know the same way you asked him to fuck you in his office.” Max lets go of your jaw.

You remain silent, Max tightens his grip on your hair, you whimper.

“Max.” Nick warns, your eyes meet his, you blink back the tears.

“Ni-Nick,” You plead.

“You know I can’t.” Nick states, you shift, kneeling on the rough carpet hurting your bare legs.

“Nick please, please. Just listen to him. I gave you everything you’d need. Please. I won’t let him hurt you. Nick please.”

“So pretty when she begs isn’t she?” Max wipes the tear from your cheek, “But you know all about that, tell me Fowler, fucking her part of the teaching act? Or did you actually feel for the little base level bright eyed agent?”

Nick’s eyes widen in the slightest.

“Oh please, you think I don’t keep an eye on broken little things I take in? Or keep an eye on fuckers that have their eyes on me?” Max chuckles, “Now hand over the gun or it won’t do either of us good seeing her in pain.”

“You wouldn’t.” Nick calls his bluff.

“I wouldn’t? Did the little baby lie about the time I left her out in the cold? Did she not tell you how harsh I can be to her? The way I can be both her punishment and salvation.” Max raises a brow, he makes you arch your back, lips brushing against yours as he bends close enough, “You only sang my praises? Good girl.” he whispers against your lips.

Then turns your head to look at Nick, he bites the inside of his cheek at the display.

“Are you jealous?” Max sneers, free hand trailing from your neck to your collar bones and then sternum. Nick’s eyes follow the movement, “Hmm, he is, well, well, well.”

“Nick, the gun. Hand it over.” Your voice is even this time. The agent’s nostrils flair.

Nick aims the gun to Max’s leg. Max holds a small gun to your head. Nick’s stance waivers, he gazes at you. Your eyes are on him.

Nick exhales, irritated, he turns the gun, holding it out for Max to take. The conman undoes your binds.

“Go on little tesoro, take the gun of the nice agent.” He coaxes. The heavy metal comes into your hands. You swallow, “Point it at him.”

Nick raises his hands as you point the gun at him all while you knee. Max pats your head, kneeling his palms slide over your outstretched hands, he gingerly plucks the gun from your hand. Kissing your cheek.

His actions and his words have your mind reeling.

Was this a con you were pulling on Nick?

Was Nick working with Max to get you behind bars?

“Now go get the other little toys he’s carrying.” Max instructs, standing and pointing the gun at Nick.

You move to stand, Max tuts again. “Crawl.”

“You’re fucking sick, you son of a bitch,” Nick growls.

“Oh please, I’m letting you enjoy the show.” Max shakes his head, tendrils of his hair brush his cheekbones.

Your skin heats, cheeks aflame. You crawl to Nick, kneeling at his feet. He watches you with an apologetic expression. He reaches out to touch your cheek. Your eyes close at the contact.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you Nicky?” Max mocks. Nick glares at him.

“Pupils dilated and well those pants I hope are doing you justice unless that is another gun. Look at that little tesoro, he’s turned on by you like this, he’s turned on by seeing me order you around.”

“Get the guns.” Max reminds you, making you look back at him. Then up at Nick.

“You know where they are, don't you prinţesă (princess)?” Nick speaks softly, you nod.

Your hands reach for his left ankle, the smaller holster sits there, you turn to Max.

“Crawl.”

“Max, please.” You plead, he had to be fucking with you. He couldn’t be this cruel.

Max narrows his eyes, then rolls them, “Check him for other ammunition then you can stand, little tesoro.”

You knew from experience where Nick hid weapons on himself. He had a gun tucked into the back. Your hands tremble in the slightest, as you move behind him. Underneath the navy suit jacket tucked is the gun with the silencer.

You take it away, Nick keeps his gaze steady on Max.

“Why are you demeaning her?” He questions.

“Playing good cop? Okay I’ll bite.” Max gestures for you to stand. You grab both the guns and walk over to him.

“You see Nicky,” Max’s smug smile only adds to Nicky’s ire over the nickname, “I’ve been fucked over by a redhead before, I’m sure you know what that feels like so when,” the tip of his gun touches your temple then your cheek, he tucks it under your chin, “This sweet little prize waltzed into my life you could colour me surprised.”

“She’s fucked you over.” Nick states.

“She fucked you over too.” Max adds.

The two stare at you, you look at the wall ahead.

“So what should we do with you?” The cold metal taps your jaw. You look at Max.

“Get on the bed prinţesă.” Nick orders, you look towards him. He’s leaning against the wall, hands tucked into his pockets.

“Go on, listen to Nicky.” Max prompts stepping away from you. He smiles at you, there isn’t an aota of anger in his demeanour anymore.

“Max.. what is going on?” He doesn’t answer; you turn to the other man, “Nick?”

“Get on the bed, don’t make Max angrier, I don’t think you would prefer me to be angrier either.”

You get on the bed, both of them on opposite ends of the room. Watching you, their blue and grey predatory gazes drinking you in, you pull down the hem of the dress on your thighs.

“Nick, Max…” You want to ask, all of your facial reading abilities give you nothing from their masks.

Nick saunters over, a relaxed smile on his face. He hands Max the two pairs of cuffs. The bed dips under his weight. Your hands spread out each cuffed to one end.

Your breathing hitches when Max’s palm is wrapped around your throat. He smirks, giving your neck a squeeze.

Your thighs clench, your body betraying you.

Nick chuckles, “Always so responsive isn’t she?” He muses. Max nods pulling away from you.

The two of them observe you from the foot of the bed. Asking questions is not productive. You know they know about the double cross you pulled on either side.

Your I-will-disappear bag and passport aren’t here, which means you never got away quick enough. From either of them.

“It’s clicking into place.” Max grins at you, “Always so very smart. Always such a good girl, little tesoro. Till you weren’t.” He shakes his head, running a hand through his hair.

“Well, you’ve learned a lot from the both of us. You tried to keep us both happy and fucked the both of us over. You know you have to be punished, prinţesă.” Nick licks his bottom lip.

“I wasn’t going to betray—,”

“Oh you weren’t?” Max exaggerates his words.

Nick pulls out your bag from under the bed, you stare at it, “Little liar aren’t you?”

“I wasn’t! I promise.” You plead, pulling against the restraints.

“You want to make it upto us?” Max questions, tilting his head to gauge your response, searching for even a flicker of insubordination.

You nod, “Please.”

Max looks towards Nick. The latter hums audibly, contemplating but the gleam in his eyes has you know he already decided.

Max hands him the small blade. Nick climbs in next to you. The flat edge of the knife trails over your right leg, when Nick reaches your thigh he taps the blade twice.

Your legs part for him, the blade catches on the hem of your dress. He begins to tear it apart. Leaving you exposed to them. The dress hangs off of your shoulders.

“I think we need to see a little more skin don’t we Max?” Nick asks rhetorically, your breath hitches as he traces the tip over the swell of your breast, the straps cut through.

You bite your lip, Nick presses a soft kiss to your sternum.

“Be good.” He warns, your bra falls in tatters around you.

Max joins in on the bed, fingers brushing along your inner thighs, then higher he hums appreciatively as the wetness seeps onto his fingers.

“My, my, little tesoro. You really want to be a good little slut for us.” The panties are shifted to the side, his fingers brush over your folds, you whimper. Max keeps his teasing movements going, watching the way you keep coating his fingers.

Nick cuts through the fabric, leaving you fully at their mercy.

Nick reaches forward his thumb and index finger twisting your nipple. Max begins to circle his thumb around your clit. You bite your lip not to make a sound.

A sharp sting on your cunt has you cry out.

“You do not hold back those sounds.” Nick reprimands and Max’s palm stings against your pussy. You clench around nothing as you moan. Twisting against the cuffs.

“You want our forgiveness?” Max taunts, his palm leaving redness in its wake as he spanks over your inner thighs. Nick strokes your cheek, softness in contrast with Max’s harsh spanks.

“Please.” You plead, Nick shakes his head.

You’re turned over, hands crossed and laying on your stomach. Max breathes deeply, the fabric of your dress cut further and taken off.

You feel Nick grab your hips lifting them higher, your shoulders strain as the pull of the cuffs has you arch to find comfort.

Max sits next to you, making you look at him. He smiles, your lips part to apologise but you cry out as Nick’s palm comes into contact with your ass.

“Trusted you prinţesă.” He hisses, massaging the flesh, then alternating his harsh spanks you twist and wiggle to no respite. Tears brim over. Max’s index finger wipes over them and then the other side with the back of his fingers. He provides you with no other gentleness. Instead watching Nick continue.

How long had it been you don’t understand or perceive. Spanking alternated between the two of them. After their set of ten they’d tease your folds, cooing at the needy way your pussy would want their fingers to fill you up. And they did, long thick digits stuffing you. Getting soaked by your arousal. Thumbs tapping your clit, at the edge of bliss and then nothing.

Nick switches with Max again, he offers his soaked fingers to you, your tear stained cheeks pull no leniency this time. Your lips part to clean his fingers.

Not a word of praise.

You’ve been good, you apologised.

Yet nothing.

Just pain.

It stopped feeling good too.

“I’m sorry!” You cry out at the next spank. Sniffling you bury your head.

Body fell flat against the bed, your arms stretched to their maximum to opposing ends. You feel the sting of both their palms spanking you at the same time.

You sob, crying out broken sorries.

The cuffs are undone and you’re turned around again, Max unzips his jeans, his cock hard and waiting. He pulls you down along the bed. The sheets add to the burn on your ass. You grip them.

Max rubs his cock over your folds, “You thought you could lie to us?”

“I’m sorry.” You hiccup and then moan as he slams into you. Filling you up so good the burning ache numbing with each thrust. Pleasure overtakes your body.

“Little tesoro, I’m so fucking mad. I trusted you so much.” Max grunts, “Fucking pussy’s so fucking,” he groans, your leg wrapped around his waist, “Addictive. Going to make you our little cumslut.”

You clench around his cock. His thrusts are hard and fast, “Look at Nick.” Max grunts out, “Fucking vice like grip.”

You look up, Nick watches you, his hand leisurely moving over his cock. You lick your lips. He smirks.

“You want a taste, prinţesă?”

“Oh she does, fucking velvet walls can’t get enough.” Max pulls out, you mewl at the loss.

Nick stands, cock bobbing against your cheek as they have you lay across the bed so your head hands off of the edge.

Both of them thrust into you, your mouth and pussy fill at the same time, eyes rolling back as they thrust in sync. Nick tweaks your nipples and you moan around him. Large hands on your breasts, cupping and squeezing.

“Fuck—I missed this lying mouth.” He groans, he places a hand on your throat feeling himself thrust deep. “You’re going to make such a pretty cumslut, prinţesă.”

Max grabs your hip, fingers on your clit circling adding to the unravelling pleasure that begins to take over after all the edging.

Pleasure courses through your veins, you arch up, the sheet fisted both of them moan your name.

Max fucks you through your orgasm, your mouth slack even as Nick pulls out. Hoarse moans of Max’s name leave your lips.

“Going to fill you up.” Max’s hips stutter, he groans spilling into you. His palm grabbing your jaw, your knees pressed to your chest as he kisses you. It’s sloppy, needy, all consuming. Biting down on your lip as he pulls out of you and pulls his lips away.

Your chest heaves, Max sits back against the bed and Nick grabs your legs, you’re pulled to the edge and flipped over. He grabs you by your neck, pulling you up.

Your back against his chest, your hands grab at his, his cock spears you, you cry out his name. Nick’s thicker girth makes you feel fuller, his head brushing against the spot that has your legs trembling.

He knew you wouldn’t last, he was counting on it, “such a pretty cunt. All ours to use isn’t it?” He squeezes your throat, his fingers rub harshly on your clit. You nod, “Please, please, please—,” a strangled plea leaves your lips as you cum yet again, slumming against Nick as he ruts into you.

Your spasming walls don’t allow him to last long, “Your mouth is fucking wonderful but this? Divine. You aren’t getting away from us.” He promises, your lips meet his as he cums inside you as well. His kiss is equally claimant, his dominance harsher. His stubble burns against your skin.

As if the two of them want to share you but want the other to know who actually owns you.

Aftershocks thrum through your body. Nick pulls out, you feel the mess coat your thighs. Max kneels on the bed, holding you up as Nick leaves. He wipes your tears, cupping your face.

Water runs and the door shuts, a warm cloth is moved upon your body, you hiss as it brushes over your sensitive flesh. Nick turns your head to the mirror on the opposite wall your body is littered with hickeys and marks of them.

“There isn’t going to be a punishment next time if you pull this stunt, prinţesă.” Nick warns.

You blink, they meet your gaze in the reflection.

“Exactly little tesoro. You did well for us. Maybe there is redemption for you after all to be our good girl.” Max kisses your cheek.

“Do you understand?” They ask, you nod.

“I do.”

“Whose are you?” Max raises a brow.

“Both of yours.” Your answer pleases them.

“Will you ever run away?” Nick narrows his eyes.

“Not unless you both are where I have to run toward.”

You’re kissed again, one by one.

Rewarded by tongues and wandering hands.

Laying between the two their fingers inside you, making you cum apart between them. Over and over. Late into the night or early into the day they allow you rest.

You pull away from bed carefully, the two of them in the seating area talking softly, you search for clothes but you only find Max’s hoodie and Nick’s briefs. Your bag had the other essentials but not any clothes. They would sedate you to move you again. You try to not let the thought curdle in your chest. Wearing the clothes, you head into the kitchen.

Bags from a local burger joint are on the small table. You stand at the doorway, fiddling with the sleeves.

“Ah there she is, my little thief.” Nick chuckles, “Come on we have your favourite curly fries.”

“And strawberry milkshake mixed with half of vanilla.” Max holds up the cup.

You stare at the food and drink.

“Oh you don’t trust us?” Max shakes his head amused, “Told you.” He says to Nick. He reaches for the fries and eats a random one, making a show out of chewing it. Holding his arms wide as if to show no damage to himself.

Nick does similarly with the milkshake, taking a sip and making a face at the combination but again nothing happens to him, “We’re good to you. We’re safe. Unlike the place you planned on running toward.”

You giggle at their antics. Padding over to them and taking the spot between them. You eat the food, and drink your milkshake, being their good girl. They smile, no anger or disappointment in their eyes.

“So will the two of you ever be inside me together?” You ask randomly, popping a fry in your mouth the two of them begin coughing not expecting that question. You laugh padding over to the counter that harbours the water bottles, unscrewing them you quickly hand them their bottles and take your own.

“Sorry, I thought…” You look away shyly.

“Maybe we do your fantasies after we’re done with your punishments.” Nick suggests, rubbing his chest.

You look from him to Max, he takes another sip of water, “Little tesoro, we aren’t done punishing you yet.”

“I understand. I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking clearly.” You agree with them. They nod.

Max reaches for a french fry and slumps forward. Your eyes widen, “Max!”

Nick’s eyes turn from the slumped over conman to you, you stare at him accusingly, he stands, you watch him reach for the gun on the side table but he falls forward as well, “Nick!”

Their eyes are open, you wipe the panic from your face, rolling your eyes.

“Oh don’t worry, soon it will be a nice little sleepy time.” You promise, eating another fry and dusting your hands off, “Well these past hours have been very entertaining but I have some very important business to attend.” You stand, moving over Nick’s body towards Max. Their eyes have the anger yet again.

“Oh it’s just a little drug. The way you drugged me.” You smile at Max, taking a deep breath before dragging him along the carpet to the bedroom. You cuff him to the bed frame. Leaving him watching you from the ground you head back to drag Nick back inside.

“Max and Nick, the two of you were right, strength training has its perks.” You grin, cuffing Nick works the same way. You sift through their bags for clothes opting for Max’s since they wouldn’t have any stitched in trackers. You’d ditch them anyways.

They helplessly watch you strip down, and put on clothes. You open your seized bag, the hidden pocket still has the keycard you need. You smile at them.

“Well boys,” you saunter over to them, then spot your shoes, wearing them you make your way back. You place a kiss against Max’s soft cheek then Nick’s stubbled one, “Thank you for the fuck, I don’t appreciate the spanking.” You wink, “Maybe we can continue this another time.”

You close the door gently, you’re just outside of New York you crack your stiff neck. Reaching for the burner tucked into the sole of your shoe you dial the number.

“Hansen and Barnes’ or Barnes and Hansen’s Services.” The cheery voice greets you.

“Llyod.” You greet walking down the steps towards the road. Hailing down a cab.

“Ah, sweetheart, grumpy here was angrier than ever.” Lloyd informs, you shake your head at his nonsense.

“Well he can meet me at his favourite place. Oh and I have Fowler and Burnett tied up.” You inform, he whistles, impressed by your antics.

“Get there, I’m sure he’s excited to meet his Doll.” Lloyd teases, “I’ll tell him. Text me where they should be.”

You hear a muffled sound then punches and groans, you use the time to text Lloyd. You get down from the taxi at the first subway station’s steps.

“Doll.” Bucky greets over the call, making you smile.

“Hi, Bucky. I missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too. I hear you’ve earned redemption?” He enquires.

“I have.”

“Good girl. Knew you would make me proud. I’ll meet you at our favourite place in an hour.” He promises.

“An hour Mr. Barnes.” You affirm, he chuckles.

“I’ll see you, Doll.” Bucky promises before the line goes dead.

You break the flipphone, dropping it on the platform, kicking it onto the tracks and then leaving the station with the hood up.

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The Joke (Husband!Sherlock | Wife!Reader) ♥️

Submission (Dark Dom!Steve | Innocent Sub!Reader) ♥️

Greens (Daddy!Sy | Little!Reader) ♥️

Tame Me If You Can (Brat Tamer!Sy | Brat!Reader) ♥️

Triumph Of The Beast (Soft-Dark!Captain Syverson | Sheikha!Reader) ❤️

Only You (Mafia Boss!Lloyd | Reader) 🩷

Home (Ex!Lloyd Hansen | Reader) 🖤

Paradise Lost (Lloyd | Reader) ❤️

Little Mommy (Dad!Walter | Reader) ♥️

The Merchling (Boss!Kaz | Merchling!Reader) ♥️

Honeypie (Sheriff!Lee | Shy!School Teacher!Reader) 🩷♥️

Cuffed (Sheriff!Lee | Naive!Reader) <3 ♥️

Beauty (Mobster!Nick Fowler | Captive!You) 🖤

Balance (Dark!Curtis Everett | Cruel Brat!Reader) 🖤

Wrong Place, Right Time (Dark Burglar!Curtis | Naive!You) 🖤

Fiddle (Soft-Dark Army Chief!Curtis Everett | Spoiled Crown Princess!You) ❤️

Paradise Regained (Andy Barber | Fiancée!Reader) ❤️

The Secretary (Boss!Andy | Secretary!You) ❤️

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Forest of Fics [masterlist]

latest

It Fit Too Right [690] soft!dark Nomad!Steve x female!reader | smut

Prepare for Takeoff [1.5k] soft!dark!mafia Andy Barber x female!reader | tw: dub con, explicit smut, part of the I'm Your Man collection

Morning Radiance [750] soft!dark!mafia Andy Barber x female!reader | tw: dub con, explicit smut, somnophilia, part of the I'm Your Man collection

Hide and Seek [500] alpha Nick Fowler x female!omega!reader | mafia au, smut

Waiting On One Look [300] alpha Ari Levinson x female!omega!reader | apocalyptic omegaverse, referenced smut

Not Meant to Be Like This [680] alpha Steve x female!agent!reader | omega heat, explicit smut

Give Up [450] soft dark alpha Bucky x female!omega!reader | tw: DUB CON, explicit smut

A Shift in the Morning Routine [1060] King!Steve x Queen!Female!Reader | part of the Cedar Trees Royal AU, no smut

The Only Way of Knowing You [7.8k] leshy!Nick Fowler x female!Reader | modern AU, smut, tw: dub con

greatest

CEDAR TREES [royal AU collection] f!Reader insert, king!Steve, Royal AU, smut, fluff

DEVOUR [short series] soft!dark Bucky x f!Reader insert, mob AU, non/dub-con start, explicit SMUT

Sacrificial [3.5k] Minotaur!Bucky x f!scientist!Reader (modern AU) dark SMUT/monster fucking, dub-con

Desperate [3k] Bucky Barnes x f!Reader | SMUT dubious consent, sex pollen, kidnapping

WARM SHADOWS [post-endgame omegaverse series] Alpha!Bucky x f!reader, Alpha!Captain Hydra x f!reader | DARK SMUT, tw: non con, tw: dub con, fluff beginning

events & challenges

Aspen's Holiday Extravaganza 2022

Into an Alternate June-iverse 2023

Hot Bucky Summer 2023

Bucky Barnes Bingo, Round Five - through January 2024

Aspen's 1st Anniversary Sleepover

'A Very Horny Monday to You...' August Sultry and Sinful List

Aspen's Dark Forest Fest - October 2023

BUCKY BARNES

COLLECTIONS

IN THE OPEN AIR [dual-part series] Gender Bend Mermaid AU, f!Reader insert

part one: Out of These Waters [7.9k]

part two: That Shore Up Above [will be continued TBD]

THE BROOKLYN BOYS [drabble series] female!Reader insert, slow burn

A MAN IS NOT HIS SONG [short series] female!Reader insert, slow burn, eventual smut, post-CA:WS era Bucky

1: More than a Melody's Needed

DEVOUR [short series] female!Reader insert, mob AU, non/dub-con start, explicit SMUT, mostly-dark!mob boss Bucky

salt - non-con fat - dub-con acid - totally con heat - coming Nov/Dec 2023 post series-drabbles: mint | yeast

BUCK'S ELEVEN [snapshot series] historical AU, Ocean's Eleven-style heist premise

Buck's Eleven (original one-shot) [1.6k] Bucky, mentions of ex-wife!Reader, Steve

WARM SHADOWS [post-endgame omegaverse series] Alpha!Bucky x f!reader, Alpha!Captain Hydra x f!reader | DARK SMUT, tw: non con, tw: dub con, fluff beginning

ONE-SHOTS

Into Cursed Pixie Dust [9k] female!Reader insert, SMUT, morally grey Winter Soldier

Silent Screams in Wildest Dreams [8k] female!Reader insert, SMUT, dark ending

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have [2k] dark!Wanda + Bucky x gender neutral!Reader, non-con/dub-con smut DARK FIC

Sacrificial [3.5k] Minotaur!Bucky x female!scientist!Reader (modern AU) dark SMUT/monster fucking, dub-con + follow up drabble: Do You Remember?

Talk [2k] Pleasure Dom!Bucky (modern AU) SMUT, BDSM, forced orgasm

Perfectionists [2.2k] + Test Play [1.8k] Game Designer!Bucky x female!reader (modern AU) SMUT

Desperate [3k] female reader, SMUT, dubious consent, sex pollen, kidnapping

Uncertain and Sure [550] Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader | follow up drabble to Desperate, slight angst, feels, no smut

Insatiable [1850] Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader | more for the Desperate verse but can stand alone, explicit smut

The Pool Party Op [1.2k] female reader, SMUT

Meet Cute [2.2k] female reader, modern AU, first piece in the Trader James Collection

Saturday Night Movie Marathon [2.4k] female reader, SMUT

Don't Blame Me [<1k] female reader | SMUT, tw: infidelity

What You Want [2.7k] lawyer!Bucky x curvy!female assistant!reader| modern AU, power dynamic, periphery/secular reference to the Christmas holiday, vaginal fingering, use of "plum" as a term of endearment

DRABBLES

Christmas Eve Eve [1.1k but slotting with the drabbles because it’s still short] gn!Reader insert, fluff

Tactics [650] TFATWS era Bucky, character study

Coffee Shop Meet-Cute Request [1.1k] post-TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x female!Reader, fluff

The Color Crimson [500] Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x Ari Levinson, SMUT

BULLET POINT APPROACH THOUGHT STORIES

Nose-brush forehead kisses post-TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Reader, fluff

STEVE ROGERS

SERIES

CEDAR TREES [royal AU collection] female!Reader insert, king!Steve, Royal AU, smut, fluff

THE BROOKLYN BOYS [drabble series] female!Reader insert, slow burn

ONE-SHOTS

Tiny Vessels [1.5k] gender neutral Reader insert, end of Endgame Steve, brief moments of non-graphic physical intimacy follow up: Don't Forget You Were the One Who [1.3k] Steve returns

King [1k] female!Reader insert, mob!Steve, angst quickly resolved into fluff

Witchview [1.3k] female!Reader insert (witch!reader), Steve stays in the present after Endgame, post-WandaVision, smut, magic, manipulation, dark-ish

Peering In My Hollow Core [2.4k] Nomad!Steve x Morally Grey f!Reader | SMUT (dub-con sex pollen)

DRABBLES

With You female!Reader insert, fluff, potential future Neighbor!Steve scenario/chaptered work

inspired by a Chris and Dodger gifset gender neutral Reader insert, fluff

Bookings and Rings female!Reader insert, Buck's Eleven Collection, light smut

Steve with a Breeding Kink [750] Steve x f!reader | soft dark SMUT, tw: dubious consent

OTHER MARVEL

Sketch of Sam and Natasha [1k] Nat x Sam, exploring a CA: The Winter Soldier theory/close “reading of the text”

Are We Falling [1k] Sam x female!Reader, smut, post!TFATWS

Consort [2.3k] Namor x female!Reader, smut, post Wakanda Forever Companion [3.3k] Namor x female!Reader, smut, part two of Consort

The Ashes In My Wake [1.2k] dark!Daredevil x female!Reader, non-con smut

These Hands Had To [1k] Alpha!Joaquin Torres x female!Omega!Reader, omegaverse, fluff to smut, post!TFATWS

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have [2k] dark!Wanda + Bucky x gn!Reader, non-con/dub-con smut DARK FIC

Late Night Quickie Natasha Romanoff x Joaquin Torres | Gamer AU, SMUT

SEDITION - A DARK AVENGING DEATH EATERS AU (MCU/HP crossover)

Lexicon Post (Prologue, premise, context, character list)

Part One: Unrest - Steve, Bucky, Thanos, Natasha

OTHER SEBASTIAN STAN & CHRIS EVANS CHARACTERS

ONE-SHOTS

Unholy Errand [4k] Lloyd Hansen x female!Reader, God the Bounty Hunter x female!Reader, Ransom Drysdale SMUT, dark, non-con, dub-con

I'm Your Man [3k] soft!dark Mafia!Andy Barber x f!reader SMUT, tw: dubcon

DRABBLES

The Color Crimson [500] Bucky Barnes x female!Reader x Ari Levinson | SMUT

IMAGINES & HEADCANONS

Exactly Like You [1k] Nick Fowler x Female!Reader | soft dark, reference to smut happening, Stockholm syndrome

HARRY FREAKING POTTER

NEXT GEN

Can’t Be Forgotten [4.5k] Lily Luna Potter x Tom Riddle, soft dark

#james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #james bucky buchanan barnes #the winter soldier #captain america #captain america fanfiction #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky smut #god the bounty hunter #lloyd hansen #god the bounty hunter fanfiction

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valleyfae · 2 years

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

✴︎── 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 & 𝐂𝐎.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐍𝐈 ✴︎ 18+ only

this blog is not suitable for audiences under the age of 18. minors, ageless blogs, and blank blogs will be blocked

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐊𝐄𝐘 ✴︎ f = fluff ── s = smut ── d = dark ── ddlg = ddlg ── pp = pet play ── h/c = hurt/comfort

𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒

Guys My Age: AU ── (f, s, h/c)

Divorced!dilf!neighbor!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Your neighbor is always there to comfort you, and lucky enough, he’s divorced.

Insatiable Angel ── (s)

Daddy!Bucky ✴︎ Bucky only needs ten minutes to finish his work, but you can't seem to wait.

In charge around here ── (s, d)

Dark!biker!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Bucky makes sure to show you who you should trust after moving alone to a big city.

Just wanted to help ── (ddlg, h/c)

Daddy!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ You just want to do something for Bucky after how much he does for you, but your plan doesn’t go as expected.

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍

Smarty ── (s, d)

Mean dark stepdad!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ Your stepdad isn’t too happy when his smart little girl comes home a tad bit drunk.

I Love You to the Moon and Back ── (f, h/c, ddlg)

Daddy!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ After a long, tiring day, there’s nothing better than snuggling up in bed with your daddy for a bedtime story

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐏

Push Me Down ── (s, d)

Ghostface!Steve Kemp ✴︎ Ever since your first encounter, Steve’s twisted obsession over you consumed his every moment, until he finally snaps.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒

Bucky giving his little kitten what she so desperately needs: his cum ── (s, pp)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky + piss kink ── (s, d)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky manhandling you until you are shivering under his touch ── (s, d)

Mean dark!mechanic!Bucky when you forget your wallet at home ── (s, d)

Brothers bsf!fratboy!Bucky Barnes x secret camgirl!reader ── (s)

Divorced!Bucky x divorced!reader ── (s)

Guys My Age AU :aftercare with Bucky + sitting between his legs + finger sucking ── (f)

Cocky brothers bsf!Bucky finally makes a move on you after your first year of college ── (s)

Bucky punishes you with an over-the-knee spanking after you tease him during a meeting ── (s)

Bucky makes you clean up the mess you made while riding his boot + slapping ── (s)

Soft dark!Bucky takes advantage of your vulnerability as a newly recruited avenger ── (s, d)

18th-century daddy!Bucky comforts you at a gala when noticing you feel little ── (ddlg, h/c)

Mean dom!Bucky putting you in your place after being a brat and talking’s back to him ── (s)

Mean dom!Nick Fowler, punishment + throat fucking + cock and ball worship ── (s)

Best friends dad!Sebastian reminds you that you are always welcome at his home ── (h/c)

Dark mean stepdad!Sebastian punishing you with a paddle ── (s, d)

Dad!Lee Bodecker coming home after work ── (f)

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biteofcherry · 29 days

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Ok but how would our beloved RG Doms would react to being booped? 👀

Okay, let's make something very clear about Ruby Garden men - any sub that boops their Dom is getting a funishment, even if the Dom laughed and booped you back. The funishment happens anyway. For both your pleasure 😏

Dom Steve would frown a little, because he'd be surprised, then huff a laugh and boop Darling, too. Then he'd kiss her - sweetly that deepens into heavy, deep, dizzying kiss. That starts her into heavy breathing as the funishment he sentences her with worsens her state.

Dom Nick would welcome the boop with a smile that broadens into full, happy one, because that small boop meant Bonbon was reaching to him from behind her emotional walls. Which he appreciates greatly. He'd lean in, rub their noses together in an affectionate gesture. But murmur with a sinister laugh, "You're still going to suffer for me for that."

Dom Lloyd would grin instantly - all teeth and mischievous excitement. Then grab Pumpkin harshly and order her to pick another peak on her body (nipples or clit) for him to boop with his evil impact implements.

Dom Andy would smile fondly at such sweet, playful affection and boop Birdie right back, then kiss her. He'd pepper kisses all over her face, making her giggle. But that giggle turns into a squeak when he suddenly tips her over his arm and rips down whatever top she's wearing, to torment her nipples with his mouth.

Doms Bucky would actually catch Fawn's wrist before she manages to boop his nose, but when she explains what she was about to do, he'd laugh softly. He'd call Curtis over and tell him of her little attempt. Then they'd make her a deal - if she can "fight him off", she gets to boop him and earn an orgasm. But if she fails to escape him, then she's going to be punished. They do it one on one, not both of them against her, to make it a little fair. But lbr, Fawn fails anyway and then Curtis joins the scene.

Dom Ari would snort and playfully smack Cherie's ass, but he'd also wrap his arms around her and keep her snuggled to his side. Letting her believe that there won't be any repercussions... However, when she settles into sassy confidence of getting away with it, that's when Ari forces her to her knees and makes her throat him so deeply, so that her nose "boops" into his abdomen. He also occasionally pinches her nose closed, depriving her of air for a few seconds.

#desire-and-magic #reply #ruby garden #Dom!Steve Rogers #Steve Rogers x reader #Dom!Nick fowler #Nick Fowler x reader #Dom!Lloyd Hansen #Lloyd Hansen x reader #Dom!Bucky Barnes #Bucky Barnes x reader x Curtis Everett #Dom!Curtis Everett #Dom!Ari Levinson #Ari Levinson x reader #Dom!Andy Barber #Andy Barber x reader #ruby garden series

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chrisdrysdale · 2 years

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Welcome to kinktober 2022..

👻- This year me and the gorgeous @cloudyfeel will be hosting a double stuffed kinktober

👻- Each day for October, Cloudy and I will be posting 1 small fic with a kink and character

👻- We can’t wait for you to read them! 🖤

1. Threesome with S.S and C.E

❤️cloudy 🖤 bella

2. Butt plug with Sub!Bucky Barnes

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

3. Overstimulation with Ransom Drysdale

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

4. Drunk sex with Mickey Henry

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

5. Dom/sub with Frank Adler

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

6. Anal with Ari Levinson

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

7. Cockwarming with Steve Rogers

❤️ cloudy 🖤bella

8. Breeding kink with Andy Barber

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

9. Exhibitionism with Rockstar!Bucky

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

10. Edging with Colin Shea

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

11. After care with Sub!Steve Rogers

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

11. After care with Sub!Steve Rogers

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

12. Orgasm control with Lloyd Hansen

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

13. Free use with Ransom Drysdale

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

14. Housewife with Steve Kemp

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

15. Squirting with Frank (e.b)

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

16. Spanking with Bucky Barnes

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

17. Marking with Steve Rogers

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

18. Handcuffs with Lance Tucker

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

19. Lingerie with Andy Barber

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

20. mirror sex with Ari

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

21. Clothed sex with Jake Jensen

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

22. Collars with Bucky Barnes

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

23. Oral sex with Chris Beck

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

24. Pegging with Chris Evans

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

25. Lactation with Sub!Andy Barber

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

26. Role play with Steve Kemp

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

27. Hickeys and biting with Sebastian Stan

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

28. Virginity taking with Jake Jensen

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

29. Nipple play with Collin Shea

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

30. Riding with Nick Fowler

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

31. Cock cages with Bucky Barnes

❤️ cloudy 🖤 bella

#kinktober 2022 #clo my baby #clo&bellaskinktober #cloudy&bellaskinktober

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sebstan2020 · 2 years

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I woke up this morning to three notifications that someone had left comments on my work and I got so excited but then I read them …

Have no idea if this person is actually trying to be a twat but what they wrote isn’t nice and I’d never write that on someone else’s work !!!!!

#bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #bucky barnes dom #bucky barnes fanficiton #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #sebastian stan fanfiction #the winter soldier #ao3 #ao3 writer #archive of our own #steve kemp #nick fowler

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jobean12-blog · 2 years

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Flying Dirty

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x reader, Nick Fowler x reader

Word Count: 730

Summary: Left alone with two bad boys on a flight to Europe...there’s bound to be some excitement.

Author’s Note: Well. Lloyd and that fucking stache got me. What can I say? And the thought of pairing him with Nick was too good. This is just a little something to get the horny out (it’s still there but ya know...for now haha) Hope you enjoy, thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my sweet @firefly-graphics Thank you love🥰

Warnings: dom vibes from both men, light dirty talk, cursing, oral sex (m rec), cock warming, smut (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Gifs NOT MINE: Credit for the first goes to @royallyprincesslilly and the second to @buckysbarnes thank you both bunches 🥰

“Where do you think you’re going sunshine?”

A strong hand at your hip stops you mid step.

“To my seat,” you state, trying to steady your breathing.

He pulls you out of the aisle and between his legs, crooking his finger until you lean down and his lips are a whisper against the shell of your ear.

“You’re going to get on your knees for me. I want my cock in your mouth before takeoff.”

“Lloyd…”

“Shh, shh sweetheart. Do as you’re told.”

You look around the empty cabin of the private jet before slowly sinking to your knees. Lloyd spreads his legs wide and starts to unbuckle his belt. You can already see the hard press of his cock against his pants and it’s hard to stop your tongue from darting out to wet your lips.

His chuckle pulls you from your thoughts and you look up at him through your lashes.

“I know sunshine. I can’t wait for you to suck my cock either.”

Once he has his pants below his hips he takes his cock in his hand and strokes the length, his grin spreading when your lips part and your breathing hitches.

“Thatta girl,” he croons.

Your fingernails dig into his thighs as you dip your head and kiss the tip of his cock. You start slow, teasing and swirling your tongue just around the head before taking him into your mouth.

He hisses out a low “fuck,” and thrusts his hips upward. The choking sound that leaves the back of your throat makes him throb between your lips and he does it again.

“Fuck sunshine. Look at you. Mouth stuffed full of my cock. Prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.”

You wrap your fingers around him, squeezing as you move your hand up and down while you continue to run your tongue over the tip. With a tight grip you slide your hand up and graze your tongue along the underside of his cock in the same path before taking him back into your mouth.

Lloyd’s head falls back and he groans, bucking his hips.

You do it again, swallowing every inch.

His thigh muscles flex under your fingertips and you suck him harder, bobbing your head faster.

His eyes fall back to you and he watches himself disappear into your mouth over and over until his hot release is spilling down your throat. He waits for you to lick up every drop before he gently pulls you off and fixes his pants.

“Look at that. We’re already in the air and I didn’t even notice,” he praises, toying with the hem of your dress.

His fingers slide higher, brushing along your inner thigh as he hums appreciatively.

The door to the cabin slides open and you can feel his presence before he even speaks.

“Hansen,” Nick growls. “You got what you wanted now hands off.”

Lloyd clenches his jaw dangerously but doesn’t remove his hand. In one swift movement he has you in his lap, his lips pressed to your neck as he inhales your skin and whispers, “you know I can have you anytime I want.”

Lloyd pushes you to your unsteady feet and throws Nick a haughty grin.

“She’s all yours Fowler.”

Nick ushers you to the back of the plane and sits. You obediently move between his legs and wait until he settles and gets comfortable.

"He has no idea how true those words are,” Nick simpers. “Does he sweetheart?”

You shake your head no, your lips turned up in a naughty smirk.

He looks you up and down, his approving gaze making you glow. He waits expectantly until you lean over to unbutton his pants. His large hand falls to your thigh and he ghosts his fingertips across your skin, higher and higher until he reaches your bare hip.

When his cock is free you rest your hands on his chest and straddle his lap, rubbing yourself over him.

“Did I say you could move,” he murmurs, lifting your hips and positioning you over his cock.

He pushes you down until you’re sinking onto his cock, feeling the stretch of every inch.

“Nick,” you breathe out, rocking your hips.

“We’ve got a long flight sweetheart,” he warns, stilling your movements. “I’ll decide when you get fucked. Now, be a good girl and warm my cock for the rest of the trip.”

@book-dragon-13 @christywantspizza @dreamlessinparis @hiddles-rose @jhangelface0523 @lookiamtrying @loricamebackyetagain @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @nano--raptor @goldylions @loki-laufeyson-1054 @randomfandompenguin @rebel-stardust @seitmai @patzammit @justile @breakablebarnes @weekendgothgirl @thebluemage

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