#help me hold onto you

[babyjakes]

help me hold onto you.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | sex pollen

pairing | steve rogers x avenger!reader

warnings | sex pollen (reader was exposed to some sort of chemical agent that induced a persistent state of hyperarousal.) medical elements (reader is staying in the medbay.) crying (not related to the sexual interactions.) stevie is soooo soft :')). dialogue is soft and sweet, gentle praise and encouragement included. fingering. tummy rubs bc they make me soft. she comes quick! intense, prolonged orgasm. the beginnings of aftercare.

word count | 1,356

"Hey, hey- okay. I'm here, sweetheart. I'm here. Just tell me what you need."

Steve's brow was raised in gentle concern as he stood over your hospital bed. Dr. Banner had set you up in a secluded room at the end of the medbay, wanting to give you as much privacy as possible given the nature of your condition. It was still all a bit baffling to Steve; Bruce had shared any information he had available on the mysterious chemical you'd been exposed to out on your mission to a foreign bioweaponry facility, but most of it had gone in one of the supersoldier's ears and out the other. "Persistent heightened state of arousal" was the only phrase he was able to cling to, which still didn't feel like much to go off of.

As he stood there at your bedside, though, those words were all of a sudden making a lot more sense. You were a pitiful sight, really- curled up on your side with your knees hugged up to your chest. Your whole body was shaking, something that tore at your teammate's heart as he came to better terms with the severity of the state you were in. Overcome with obvious discomfort, all you could do was lie there and rub your sore knees together uselessly. Your hands reached out for him needily; in an instant, he was lowering himself down to sit beside you, leaning over you attentively as his face filled with concern.

"Oh doll," he hummed, reaching out to brush back your hair with a steady hand. Your forehead was drenched in sweat, your big eyes looking up at him pleadingly. As another wave of unbearable heat rolled over you, tears were building in your eyes. "How can I help, sweet girl?" Steve was pressing, "Is there anything I can do?"

In a moment of total weakness, you reached out for him again. This was completely abnormal behavior for you. Being the youngest and newest to the team, you were always intentional about maintaining an image of responsibility and restraint. But as Steve sat there at your side, his steel blue eyes looking over you so thoughtfully as he gently offered you his hands, your hijacked mind was fixating on him faster than you could realize what was happening.

"P-please," the weakness of your small voice broke Steve's heart. He nodded encouragingly, wanting to do anything he could to ease your suffering.

"What is it, honey? Hmm? What do you need?" he asked soothingly.

More tears built in your eyes as you failed to generate a verbal response. Instead, all you could do was continue to writhe pathetically. Steve's brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of your movements. "Does something hurt?" You whimpered feebly at his question, shaking your head. "No, then what is it, sweetheart? Can you tell me, or- or show me?"

Desperation drove your every move as you shifted slightly onto your back, your knees falling apart as you brought a shaking hand down to motion over your hospital gown toward where the sensations were accumulating. If Steve was surprised or offended by your admission, he didn't let it show. Instead, he simply nodded, speaking with an understanding tone, "It's bothering you there, darlin'? Do you want me to take a look?"

Your wide, pleading eyes were enough to answer his question. Pausing, he took a moment to consider the best way to proceed. After a quick glance back at the door to the hallway, seeing that the coast was seemingly clear, he gently brought his hands over to lift up the thin fabric of the gown, pulling it back to expose the area you had pointed to. Steve couldn't help but gasp softly as he saw the ramifications for the first time; any doubts he could've had about the compound's strength or effects were immediately shot down as he faced the living, breathing evidence.

"Oh honey," he crooned worriedly, leaning his head down a bit to get a better look. Your pussy was so puffy it almost looked painful. Your clit was swollen to about three times its normal size, pulsating visibly in unison with your heavy heartbeat. Bruce had placed a wide gauze pad beneath you, and it wasn't hard to see why; with the constant state of arousal your body was trapped in, you were amassing an impressive amount of self-lubricant. Face drawn in disbelief and honest fascination, Steve struggled to find words to console you. "Sweetie, what can I do? Let me help you," his voice was swelling with concern. Swallowing hard, his gaze returned up to your face. "Can I-... would it help if I-... you know...?" The sweetest hint of pink rose up in his cheeks.

You were unsure of what would happen if he tried, but with the way your stomach was lurching and spasming in excitement at the mere thought, both you and Steve knew it would be senseless to not at least give it a try. Sensing your mild confliction, the supersoldier took a moment to brush back your hair again as his soothing voice filled the air, "It's alright, doll. Let me take care of you. S'just me, just Stevie. I'll be gentle, I promise."

As he spoke, he gently drew his hand down to begin rubbing at your inner thigh. Letting out a squeak of surprise, your heart jumped at the way his touch immediately sent sparks shooting up through your tangled nerves. "Easy," he hummed lowly, pushing on you carefully to encourage you to open up your legs a little further. Once you were nice and spread out for him, he took another deep breath. "Okay darlin'. Just keep breathing for me," he seemed to be trying to calm his own nerves as much as he was yours.

With the lightest amount of pressure he could manage, Steve carefully brought his pointer and middle middle fingers to sink slightly into your pool of arousal. They didn't linger long, as they then slowly dragged up your wetness to smear over your enlarged clit. The moment he came in contact with your poor button, your world was set ablaze. You had never felt such unbearable heat in your life; it was as if every atom within your core was being blasted into smithereens, an incredible amount of energy and pressure building up inside of you as a result.

"Easy, easy- shhhh," Steve was doing his best to talk you through it, watching as your hands scrambled to grip the sheets below you, your hips rocking in shameless desperation.

"Mm.... mmhh... hhh..." you struggled through incoherent whines. The man brought his free hand over to rub your tummy gently, trying to give you any sense of comfort and safety he could as he continued working the pads of his fingers in careful, steady circles.

It only took a few more moments of the simple stimulation to send an orgasm ripping through you with unimaginable force; as Steve saw your climax hit, his eyes widened, but he was intent on carrying you through it. Needy cunt spasming around nothing, your clit jerked and jolted beneath his tender traces. Your eyes were rolling back in your head, your whole body at the mercy of the waves of pleasure crashing over you.

And you kept coming, and coming, and coming- trapped in the grips of your orgasm for what must have been minutes compared to the fleeting moments you were usually granted. "Good, let it out," Steve was murmuring softly, watching as all your pent-up frustration was slowly pulled from your seizing body.

When you were finally winding down, breathless and slumped against the flimsy mattress beneath you, he was careful to pull his hands away with the utmost care to avoid causing you any further discomfort or unwanted stimulation. As he stood momentarily to find something to wipe his hands with, you let out a shaky whimper. "No, no, I'm here," he quickly returned to your side, retaking his place next to you on the cot. "I'm right here, doll. You're okay. Here, let me clean you up a bit, honey."

#eun's writing #help me hold onto you #kinkmas 2023 #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers smut #steve rogers one shot #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers blurb #steve rogers drabble #steve rogers headcanon #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x you #captain america #captain america smut #captain america fanfiction #marvel #mcu #avengers #chris evans #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans smut

[blossomsworldsworld]

Depressed as fuck realizing that I have one of him but he has hundreds of students. Once the year ends, I'll be just another face with a name he can't remember. I wish I was special to him.

#male tc #tc community #teacher crush #teacher crush community #male teacher crush #tc blog #teacher attachment #help me hold onto you

[skywalker-swift]

Feeling very cause they see right through me, they see right through me, they see right through, can you see right through me? They see right through, they see right through me, I see right through me, I see right through me. You know. If you even care.

#lmao I’m literally sobbing rn soooooo #taylor swift #something about kings horses and kings friends #and how all of my enemies started out friends #help me hold onto you #kate talks tag

[lunar-years]

Listening to Taylor Swift The Archer again and thinking about Roy Kent. As one does.

#HELP ME HOLD ONTO YOU #who could ever leave me darling? but who could stay. #I cut off my nose just to spite me face and hate my reflection for years and years #ugh. I’m unwell. #ts #ted lasso

[slayingandserving]

I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost, the room is on fire, invisible smoke

#help me hold onto you #Taylor swift #the archer #that’s all #music #songs I like

[dandylion-s]

When Taylor Swift wrote The Archer did she realise that the song would haunt me for the rest of my life

#THEY SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME THEY SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME #CAN YOU SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME #HELP ME HOLD ONTO YOU #the archer #lover #taylor swift

[drivemysoul]

I SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME, I SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME

#taylor.txt #HELP ME HOLD ONTO YOU

[honeycordials]

I went to go make a little vent playlist on Spotify and I got hung up on one song that I had to play on repeat and just cry to. I think I needed it though.

#it was the archer by taylor swift by the way #i can't listen to that song casually even on good days #it's been far too relatable to me for a long time #personal #don't reblog #ive got a hundred thrown out speeches i almost said to you #i cut off my nose just to spite my face and i hate my reflection for years and years #all kings horses and all the kings men couldn’t put me together again #CAUSE ALL OF MY ENEMIES STARTED OUR FRIENDS #HELP ME HOLD ONTO YOU #WHO COULD EVER LEAVE ME DARLIN BUT WHO COULD STAY?

[ikiprian]

yeah yeah, jason todd’s dip in the ecto-lazarus pit changed something in him irrevocably, enough that he feels a resonance with fellow living-dead danny we’ve all been there

but you know who else has been killed and was revived by the lazarus pit? another member of the batfamily, a fellow hero, world class fighter, stubbornly believes in second chances and redemption? cassandra motherfuckin’ cain

#WRITE HER IN YOU COWARDS!!!! #dpxdc #dcxdp #cassandra cain #danny fenton #shes SO cool shes SO interesting. she holds herself to impossible standards she was killed by her brother whom she tried to save #shes ruthless and relentless and she projects onto every killer she sees hyperempathetic #and the whole fight that kills her shes like LET ME HELP YOU PLEASE #please read batgirl (2000) if you guys like fucked up resurrection stuff and parents bring evil and defiance of fate you’ll love cass #kipthought

[storm-driver]

from here

#this is so fucking important to me #im... so happy about how the manga tackled THIS scene #kingdom hearts #this part of kh3 always felt odd to me tbh #it felt like the writers wanted to do something and just. didnt go all the way #there were ideas and they just didnt fully write them down and put the same amount of effort into them as they did in other places #THIS feels so fucking... emotional. and for what reason? #it's just. sora cares about roxas. #it's just true. he cares about roxas and feels bad about the situation that him and roxas both were put in. #he never found it fair that he got to exist while roxas was told to unalive. #and while the sora writing in khDDD and kh3 definitely told us that #definitely told us that sora DOES NOT like this situation and he would be willing to do anything to bring roxas back #it wasn't this. #this feels like a friend you barely got to know. realising that you had it so rough. #and desperately trying to break down any barriers between you two and grab your wrist #to hold onto you tight and refuse to give up on searching for you and trying to help you out of your darkest places. #sora is so fucking insistent on proving that roxas is not just his nobody. #roxas is roxas. #donald being sorta confused makes complete sense #because he didnt see how roxas fought with every fibre of his being against sora to just try and beat him and prove his right to live #he didnt see sora bearing the weight of roxas' life and feel the betrayals and lies and deception that he barely understood as it was. #to anyone else. roxas probably is just sora's nobody. #sora may very well be the one person who knows that isn't true.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Collection of edits from this comic with Disco Elysium dialogue.

#What do I even tag this #mdzs #mdzs disco elysium au #There are so many line that work very well for them. Alas I was constrained by the panels I had. #So many hbd and kim conversations fit the wangxian dynamic its unreal. #Once again I am politely holding out Disco Elysium as a recommendation: So long as you are aware of it's content and warnings. #It is truly one of the most hopeful games about trauma and despair. It is hilarious in a way that frames the tragedy perfectly. #Be warned that it is a dark and heavy read. But it is truly a life changing experience. #It helped my get out of a bad place in realizing how much I was hurting myself by trying to hold onto the past and regrets. #Go in as blind as you can. If you are ready for it - you will not regret playing this game. #In other news...yeah okay so I meant to spend the rest of my saturday drawing more pd-mdzs #Then I started watching Link Click.... oops where did the time go? #Permit me another day of stalling and I will have comics coming soon. Might sprinkle some LC doodles in the mix too.

[babyjakes]

Hi Eun! I just read your sex pollen fic for kinkmas and absolutely adored it, it was so well written🫶 I wondered if you had any recommendations of similar fics with Steve or Bucky x reader that involved reader being affected by sex pollen? Or if any of your lovely followers have any recs. Thank youuu!!

omg this is so sweet thankyou!! tbh i wasn't expecting that fic to do as well as it did hehe, im glad you guys have been enjoying it! i can't think of any similar fics to direct you to in this moment, people should definitely reblog or reply with recs tho!! 💕

✨ help me hold onto you ✨

#eun replies #kinkmas 2023 #help me hold onto you

[carefulfears]

one thing that stands out to me about the IVF arc is the way that, for as much as i make fun of her for asking her coworker if she can have his babies, scully asking mulder to be involved in the biggest process of her life (and the most important thing in the rest of her life) is such a healing and reverent experience. like he says “i’m absolutely flattered,” but it’s so much more than that. it’s like…spending your whole life feeling like you should’ve died at age twelve and then being told someone just wants more of you, more and more and more, in everything.

#it reminds me of 'sixth extinction' / 'amor fati' #when he quite literally was tied down and couldn't speak #and the way we hear him try to SCREAM when his mother just leaves him there #but his mind is Silent from the moment he hears scully in the hall begging to see him #and he couldn't crack a joke or run out the door #he literally just had to lie there and feel it #feel it on his Skin #her hand holding onto him #her tears falling onto his face #listening to the overwhelming depth of her fear that she is failing him and her devotion and her dedication to finding a way to help him #her Pleas for him to just 'hold on' #'i think that...if you know...if you could just find a way to hold on...i need you to hold on...please...' #everybody go listen to the civil wars' cover of 'talking in your sleep' #i don't think it can be overestimated how much of an impact that had on them and the lightness and healing in s7. that he Had to hear it #and then with the baby thing it's like...he CAN'T deny her that. he HAS to say 'yes' #there's no part of him that's capable of denying her something that she desires this badly. enough to ask for outright #and so he HAS to let himself be wanted and be invited into this unimaginably important and personal thing #let himself be a part of something bigger. be SEEN as someone who is valuable in a way that's bigger #and again he can't run from it and he can't deflect it and he can't hide from it. he has to just accept it #txf.txt #per manum

[iintervallum]

and i kiss her again

edit: the finished version is here!

#cr spoilers #wip #laudna x imogen #imodna #southern gothic #my art #critical role #i'm super behind on c3 but i still think that making this is important #spoiler culture isn't real because i'm defo going to still be hyped when i finally encounter this episode #edit: i'm interested more in the ship now that they're together since it raises some interesting possibilites #since what was holding each other back i feel in the past was this unspoken SOMETHING like imogen was not saying what she truly felt #and now that its finally brought out into the open maybe other things can be brought out too! like maybe for once they can actually disagre #or not be so attached to each other since they now know for sure that the other loves them in the way they love them #essentially the security of a defined realtionship helps them more in the long run if you get me #as much as i love undefined and messy relationships #they can be very very tricky #like qpr work so well because the parties involved define it as such #it cannot work with ambiguity #i'm still holding onto the idea of them being qpp as well as laudna being some form of aspec #though i do acknowledge that thinking your unlovable is different from the inability to feel romantic/sexual attraction #those two can still...exist together #case in point me #i thought for a long time that no one would like me and still struggle with that #but i myself in addition to that find romantic feelings comes after an emotional connection(demiromantic) #so yeah i still view laudna as someone on the aspec spectrum for that reason #but i'm open to people reasoning it as other things too! #like sure i view them as bi4bi but lesbian headcanons are valid as well #just don't be a dick about it and say that its “impossible for them to be into men or masc-presenting people” #we can just have differing opinons maybe #phew i really did a long vent in the tags so sorry about that LMAO

[taylorswiftstylequestions]

what song titles for TTPD is standing out for you today?

I’m thinking so much of “am I allowed to cry?” and wondering what song it belongs to.

But right now it’s “My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys” especially in contrast with "I Can Do It With A Broken Heart" and a part of me thinks about how in order to fix him/them she had to break herself a little. And then a lot.

And then when that was done she had to take her own broken pieces and figure out how to put herself back together.

#opinion #all of my heroes die all alone help me hold onto you #all the kings horses all the kings men couldn't put me together again #tss ttpd thoughts

[vanhelsingapologist]

The Killing Time. Unwillingly Mine.

This is a scene from our campaign. Know that it involved the kidnapping of my character by a bride. Know that it went poorly.

#curse of strahd #“i thought you would love her more than me” “oh volenta. of course I love her more.” #violent. that was violent strahd. #my character is now stuck in Ravenloft so I’m playing my backup… emilia my beloved girlboss and victor frankenstein expy #did anyone else notice in the official art that strahd is just like holding onto Bucephalus #hope you fall off and break ur neck #HELP HELP VAMPIRES #curse of strahd art #strahd von zarovich #dnd strahd #dnd fanart #dnd character #dnd art #dnd npc #dnd #dnd5e #dungeons and dragons character #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and dragons art #so many tags