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buckymorelikefuckme · 9 months

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i wanna hold your hand

steve rogers x gender neutral reader

words: 590

warnings: none, just floof

a/n: for @brandycranby ❀ i'm... second guessing every bit of this but lol i hope you like it???? xo

If there's one mundane life task that Steve hates, it's grocery shopping. He has other things to worry about, bigger and way more important, than to find the time and patience to grocery shop.

With the beauty of the internet, there are so many ways to have them delivered nowadays! It's wonderfully convenient for someone else to gather everything on your list and drive it over to your home.

And yet, you insist on doing the shopping yourself. On top of that, you don't like going alone, so Steve ends up shuffling through Whole Foods with a frown more times than he'd prefer.

He'd been home for all of two hours today from a three week mission when you remembered you hadn't gone to the store yet, putting your special reunion alone time on hold. He didn't cry about it, but it was a near thing.

Steve sighs heavily beside you where you're weighing the options of granola for your almond milk yogurt. He missed you something fierce while he was away and he was more impatient to be back home than he'd ever been in his life. He just wants to have you to himself for a few days, no outside interruptions of any kind. You've hardly given him any attention since you stepped into the store, which is really, honestly, truly, the worst thing in the world right now.

In an attempt to appease himself, he reaches for your hand, hoping that the tiny bit of skin to skin contact will suffice for the time being. Just as his fingers twine with yours, however, you untangle them and reach for one of the small brown paper bags on hand and begin to fill it with granola. He frowns harder, clenching his hand into a fist, but telling himself he’ll just wait until you're finished to take hold of your hand again.

Even after you've sealed the bag shut and placed it in the cart, though, you’re walking away and heading towards the next aisle, leaving Steve staring after you in disbelief. He huffs, taking quick, long strides to catch up to you and takes one of your hands off the cart handle. The gesture startles you as you turn to him, eyes a bit wide in question as he makes a show of lacing his fingers through yours and holding on with a tighter than normal grip.

“Hold my fucking hand,” he grumbles.

You blink, gaze dropping to your hands and back to Steve’s eyes, and then your eyebrows raise.

“Are you pouting right now?”

Immediately, Steve forcefully relaxes his mouth, his frown smoothing out.

“No,” he insists, though he knows it's too late.

“Baby,” you start, lips curling in the corners, exasperated. You squeeze his hand reassuringly and lift your other hand up to cup his cheek. “I missed you too, so much, and I’m sorry that we had to come here because I forgot to go yesterday. I promise we won't be much longer and then we can go home. Okay?”

Before he can stop himself, he feels his lips purse into a pout again. It makes you giggle and even though Steve is grumpy the sound still sends warmth throughout his chest.

“Fine,” he replies petulantly. He pauses, then asks, “We can't forget ice cream.”

You scrunch your nose as you grin. “Of course not.”

Tilting his face down, you press a sweet kiss to his lips and just like that, his shoulders lose some of their tension and he can breathe a little easier.

#avengers fic #marvel fic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fic #steve rogers #steve rogers prompt #steve rogers drabble

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chxrryhansen · 3 months

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Cherry! What do you think would be the nicknames Steve calls his love? - 🌸

oooh this is a good one!🫶🏻

sfw- he’s definitely big on sweetheart, baby, babe, and he totally teases you with a cute/funny nickname that only you and him know the story behind. (i love the name ‘sweets’ but thats Bucky coded for sure)

nsfw- dirty girl is my favourite, he always uses whore and slut but he makes sure to put ‘my’ in front of them and adds words like “are you my filthy fuckin’ whore, huh?” and he looooves calling you a good girl just to see how flustered you get. sometimes he gets a little feral too and starts calling you his cumdump, breeding bitch, sac slut.. need i say more?

#chxrry answers #🌸 anon #chxrrys steve #steve rogers #steve rogers prompt

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imhereforbvcky · 2 years

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Marvel Writing Prompt 1

A year ago you had a brief relationship with an American tourist looking for an old friend in the area. He was kind and serious, and while you bonded over art and vintage American jazz records, you told him to look you up if he was ever in town again.

You didn't expect him to return an international fugitive plus 2 asking to borrow your prized 1965 blue Volkswagen.

#writing prompt #prompt #marvel imagine #avengers imagine #steve rogers imagine #bucky barnes imagine #sam wilson imagine #avengers prompt #steve rogers prompt

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lostalioth · 7 months

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𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

→ premise: you were just so pretty and so much smaller than your boys how could they not love it? though they’ve seemed to take notice of just how much you love it

→ pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader x bucky barnes

→ warnings: smut | 18+, size kink [reader is described as smaller/weaker in the sense of them being super soliders and stronger more muscles etc.][im also not that good at writing size kink so just squint a bit], body worship, dumbification, nicknames [little one, dumb baby, baby], oral [f receiving], creampie [only 1 i was gonna have them both do it but]

→ a/n: 01 kinktober

It was very hard for your boys to keep their hands to themselves around you, they were both very possessive after all but they knew you loved it. They noticed the way your thighs clenched when they stood tall behind you, presence big and looming as their large hands both snake around each side of your waist. Their stares and presence are enough to make the guy talking to you back off. They hear the small lustful gasp that leaves your lips when one of them manhandles you picking you up to place you out of their way. They were more in tune and hyper aware of every motion and sound you made than you'd like sometimes. They could catch on to things you like before even you could. Such as that you really really enjoyed just how much bigger and stronger they were than you.

It had been a couple days of a long mission where the three of you simply didn't have the time or space for many intimate moments, that was until you finally got back home. You're in the middle of a conversation with Sam before suddenly you're swept off your feet by Steve.

With a short startled scream you're thrown over one of his broad shoulders. “Hey i was in the middle of a conversation, you know” you whine and ignore the ache that begins to settle in your core at the action. You smack Steve's muscular back in an attempt of telling him to let you go, with the one hand that was holding your waist still he lets go quickly to smack your ass. You squeal and shut your mouth fast as arousal replaces all confusion and frustration. Steve's other hand that's gripping the back of your thigh squeezes a bit harder around the plush skin. You watch Bucky not far behind you two as Steve carries you to our shared bedroom. A small but seductive and taunting grin plastered across the brunette's face. He watches with amusement as your eyes glaze over, practically seeing you begin to sink into sub space already.

“Wish you could see her face rn, shes turning into our dumb little baby already thinking of all the things we’ll do to her” Bucky's deep voice breaks you for your train of thought before you sink right back away and the rest is a blur until your sat on your large soft king size bed, ass nestled into steves lap and your facing bucky whos sat in front of you.

“We missed your body little one” Steve whispers, coming out desperate and soft, breath hot the back of your neck as Bucky tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and resting his big calloused hand on your face. “Your perfect little body is all we ever need baby” Bucks voice is a stark difference to the blondes as his comes out husky and deep. You gasp as bucky's cold metal fingers find their way under your shirt inching towards your bare chest.

You couldn't be bothered to put a bra on for the long and uncomfortable trip home and you've never been more grateful for one of your decisions til this moment. His thumb brushes across your already hardening nipple at the same time that Steve begins leaving sloppy kisses on the back of your neck making his way to that sweet spot behind your ear. Your breath hitches in your throat as you squeeze your thighs together but steves warm hand slides between them spreading them apart. You whimper softly at the strength.

“We wanna worship that pussy baby don't hide it little one” Steve mumbles against your neck as he starts to unbutton your pants with one hand and push them down with your panties.

The boys move fast to discard the rest of your clothes as well as their own and their lips are back all over your body, kissing, marking, licking every inch of skin that they can.

You're now propped up against the headboard, a pillow behind your back and one under your hips. Bucky has one leg pinned and Steve has the other so your legs are spread, throbbing cunt on full display for them. Their strength while forcing your legs open causes your arousal to leak down your pussy and ass soaking the pillow under you as you squirm a bit in impatience.

“Look at our pretty little dumb baby Buck so needy, you want our mouths baby?” Steve asks in a soft yet taunting voice that has your head going hazy again. You nod yes eagerly and whine as the blonde and brunette hovered their mouths over where you needed them most. A small chuckle leaves Bucky's lips before he is quick to slide two of his thick warm fingers through your slick, spreading it over your puffy folds. The small gasp leaving your parted lips turning into a louder one the second his fingers slip inside you and are fast to find that spot only your boys could. Steve, not far behind Bucky in action, leans closer and starts to slowly flick your clit with his tongue, teasing you by slowly licking shapes over your aching clit. Your thighs twitch and on instinct your legs attempt to shut from the overwhelming pleasure, the pressure building embarrassingly fast in the pit of your stomach.

“You gonna cum already little one? Keep these fucking legs open and cum on Bucks fingers, come on dumb baby” Steve groans against your pussy as he moves his attention back to your clit, sucking it sloppy and hard. Steve's hands grip your inner thighs hard and push your legs away from his head and Bucky pins one knee down to the bed with his free hand. “Cum on my fingers baby then you can get filled with our cocks you miss that dont ya’ little one” Bucky chuckled and watched as you squirm and whine when he starts slowly and teasing stroking his hard cock giving you the perfect view.

With a gasp and fingers threading through Steve's dirty blonde hair and pulling you cum hard on Bucky's fingers. You feel Steve smile against your clit as your chest rises and falls, catching your breath.

Bucky having other plans however the minute Steve pulls away from your clit is smacking his red leaking tip against your abused bud and slamming inside you. Your eyes glaze over and their voices fade as pleasure and overstimulation take over your body. A wanton moan fills the boy's ears causing them to smile as Bucky's thrusts are hard and fast. He's been pent up for days and your walls clenching around his thick cock is a heavenly feeling he desperately missed.

Your eyes fall shut but snapback open fast when Steve is gripping your cheeks squeezing them lightly, you whine, his rough hand making your face seem so small. “Eyes on us baby got it? Look at Buck as he fucks this gorgeous cunt yeah?” He questions and smacks your clit before you can answer, making you clench down harder on buck. “Yes! Mhm mhm!” You nod and hum in response, not being able to form enough words.

The brunette groaning loud and grabbing your hips hard to plow into you even harder. He was so big it was easy for him to manipulate you. “Fuck you’re already gonna make me come little one” his head falls back as he lets pleasure wash over him. He thrusts one last time filling you to the hilt as thick hot ropes of cum fill you up. Your mind goes blank again and before you can register their voices again, Steve's hands are grabbing onto your hips and lifting you into his lap.

“Shes already so fucked out aww well too bad baby i need to be inside you so fuckin’ bad missed it just as much as buck did” Steves voice is ringing in your ears but before you can form an answer he is lfting you up again to slide down onto his cock. “Ah! Fuck steve” you whine and yet still press your hips down to take him inside. “Look at you trying to complain baby you love it when we manhandle you, didn't think we noticed huh?” Bucky taunts and grabs a fist full of your hair to pull your head back so he can kiss you hungrily. You kiss back passionatly with a goofy smile on your face that fades into a lust filled one once steve starts to fuck up into you, hands still grabbing onto your now probaly bruised hips.

You moan against Bucky's lips, head hazy but happy thinking of how well they will take care of you after this. They may manhandle you and be much stronger than you but they could be big teddy bears when it came to aftercare.

→ a/n: this is only my second time writing stucky so i hope its as good as my first one that everyone loved but :) also this was meant to go up yesterday im not doing 31 days im doing 18 im posting a fic every saturday, sunday, tuesday, and thursday but i got busy yesterday and this wasnt proof read too well so im sorry and i rushed the ending to get it out td.

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bullshittingmywaythroughlife · 7 months

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Person B: Dom or sub?

Person A: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though

Person C: I'm gonna tell them

Person B: Don't you fucking dare

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kilibaggins · 8 days

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Physical Affection Prompts

hi all! I just thought I'd make my own list of various physical affection prompts and since no idea is ever original some of these are 100% on other peoples lists but im not using other lists as reference or copying anyone. this list is for my own use and other peoples use and there's no need to credit me (though it's always nice).

reblog to have your followers send you these as prompts !! or just use them for your own writing.

all of these are meant as sfw prompts but some may seem a bit more intimate.

tracing someones face

tucking hair behind their ear

forehead kisses

desperate hugs

crying into their neck/shoulder

reversed little spoon & big spoon (the one who is normally the big spoon is the little spoon and vice versa)

holding their hand under a table

kissing their hand

kissing their collarbone

sitting with legs in their lap

morning cuddles where they're both mostly asleep and they don't want to wake up yet but they want to cuddle

petting their hair

head pats

sitting on the floor in front of them while they sit on the couch and their arms touch their legs.

holding both of their hands

hugs from behind

gently touching their waist to move past them (dont do this to someone you're not dating! dont believe I have to say this.)

grabbing their wrist or hand and turning them around

playing with their hands when nervous

slow dancing

#prompts #otp prompts #touch prompts #physical affection prompts #fluff prompts #send requests #specifically rn im in the nood for steve rogers #or thor odinson or clint barton or bucky barnes but specifically steve

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ace-bucket · 15 days

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CATWS Anniversary Day 10 - Devotion

@catws-anniversary

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #ca:tws #catws10 #marvel fanart #marvel #was stuck between naming this one after either the helicarrier or devotion prompts but i think devotion fits it a little better #tw blood #my art

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moodymarie · 12 days

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Reading fanfics with y/l/n is such a struggle as a european

Like they would never be able to pronounce my last name 😭😭😭

#x reader #spencer reid x reader #harry potter #harry potter x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x reader #smut prompt list #fluff prompt list #angst prompt list #fanfiction #ao3 #harry styles x reader #niall horan x reader #tom holland x reader #pedro pascal x reader

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lesbojournals · 2 months

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Don’t Cry (Stucky x Reader)

Crying wasn’t in your everyday routine. In fact, out of the three of you, you were the one known to cry the least. Maybe it was the anti-depressants, but for some reason you just never felt the need to cry.

Until today.

Steve and Bucky had been gone for mission after mission. And you appreciated this, truly, as one of the people living in the world they protected so fearlessly. But today was day number 8 in a row of Steve and Bucky gone without a trace, and not only were you getting antsy and angry, but you were starting to get upset too.

Even though you knew you shouldn’t, you picked up the phone and called Steve. He would answer, right? Wrong. Not only did he not answer, but you were sent straight to voicemail. An anxious chill ran up your spine, and you tapped on Bucky’s name next.

“Hello? Babygirl?”

You sighed in relief. “Hi Buck.”

“Are you alright?” He sounded rushed.

“Yea,” you answered, already feeling insecure that you called. “Just miss you and Steve.”

“I miss you too babygirl-” There was the sound of movement in the background. “I’ll call you back later.”

And with that he abruptly hung up.

You pulled the phone from your ear and looked at your phone in disappointment and shock. You certainly didn’t expect that. With a shaky sigh you retreated to the bedroom to get in your pajamas–aka Steve’s shorts and one of Bucky’s crewnecks. You tugged a blanket off of your shared bed and dragged it to the living room of your apartment, letting your body flop on the couch as you pulled the blanket up in comfort. You felt your lip start to tremble. Surely you wouldn’t cry.

Don’t cry. You told yourself. This is silly. There’s no reason to cry.

You felt your breath become uneven and your vision became hazy.

Don’t cry.

Then, as if on cue, your cat came over to you and tilted his head with the smallest “Rrrow?”

That was what made the waterworks burst. You picked up the cat and sobbed as he purred loudy in your arms, making ungodly noises as you heaved relentlessly.

It’d just been you and the cat for over a week now, things were becoming not just lonely, but worrisome as your thoughts antagonized you wondering if Bucky and Steve would ever come back. You used more tissues than you could count, carelessly throwing them onto the floor. Eventually you exhausted yourself from the tears, passing out on the couch with your cat snuggled up beside you.

Steve and Bucky arrived at the apartment early in the morning, well aware that you were likely asleep in the bedroom.

“Careful Steve–take your shoes off, they’re too loud.” Bucky whisper-chastised Steve as they entered.

Steve shook his head, smiling, and timidly took off his boots.

Bucky walked through the apartment while Steve took off his boots, stopping immediately at the sight of you on the couch, surrounded by tissues and your shared cat.

“Babygirl?” He called out.

You stayed unmoving.

He got closer as Steve approached, also surprised by the sight of you sleeping on the couch. He crouched down next to Bucky.

Bucky rested a hand on your shoulder, shaking you slightly. “Babygirl? Are you alright?”

You jumped at the sound of his voice, causing an explosion of crumbled tissues to erupt from the couch. “Bucky!! Steve!!”

You latched yourself to them both, squeezing as tight as you could. You squished your face in the crook of Bucky’s neck, inhaling his scent deeply.

“Why are there so many tissues here honey?” Steve asked hesitantly.

You pulled back from the hug and looked down at the floor, at the tissues, in shame. “I guess I just missed you both.”

This time it was Steve who grabbed you by the face and pulled you in for a passionate kiss, catching you by surprise. When he released you, Bucky held you next, kissing you slowly.

You pleaded, breaking up the kiss with Bucky. “Please don’t leave again.”

#stucky x reader #steve rogers #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #this is my first time writing one of these please don't judge #if u have a writing prompt send me it

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ronearoundblindly · 2 months

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On A Scar

Steve Rogers x reader (no specific universe but this is inspired by--and for--@anika-ann 😘)

a surprise addition to my Valentine's Fics of 2024!

No warnings but I literally hurt myself it's so cute. WC 234

Steve truly is a gentle giant.

Broad-shouldered and big-handed, he could lumber around—hulk about, if you will—but instead he’s spending a lazy morning tickling you. He uses light, fluttering fingers to trace patterns on your skin while you two hide out beneath the bed sheets, a glow of daylight diffused by your makeshift hideaway.

The golden boy looks so beautiful in the morning. He’s soft and sleepy. He leans his head to your chest as if not strong enough to lift it, as if he’s wiped out by touching you in his dreams.

He tells you about those.

He whispers how you excite him, how you tease him, how you comfort him, and then he remembers that most of those are real. You really exist. You’ve really been here. You’ve really stayed. You truly love him.

His fingertips smooth over the long scar below your bellybutton, one after the other.

Index.

Middle.

Ring, adorned with his golden band.

Pinky.

Outside your cotton oasis, there’s a cry for attention, a young alarm set to a biological clock you bore from that very scar.

You and Steve sigh with matching amusement. You’ll return to this lovely interlude after a brief, bottle recess.

As he gets up, Steve plants a sweet, lingering kiss to the nerve-sensitive line.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispers, and the gentle giant sneaks off to feed his super cute baby.

Jake Jensen and a kiss to shut them up ⬅️ ➡️ Ransom Drysdale and a kiss on a falling tear

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worksby-d · 3 months

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🤭11🤭

thanks for sending a prompt 🤭

50 types of kisses prompts

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Prompt: Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Themes: Friends to lovers, morning after, split second of Steve worrying you regret it!

Word count: ~400

Being woken up before your alarm any other morning would have you groaning, probably kicking whoever’s touching you, but this morning is different. You know it’s Steve’s arm around you because you swear it didn’t actually let go of you since you fell asleep in this exact position last night.

He hugs you closer, bringing your back against his bare chest. He’s warm, making it hard not to fall right back asleep.

His lips meet your shoulder, pressing soft kisses against your skin, ones that trail up to your neck. Your face scrunches feeling his eyelashes tickle your cheek, kisses following and taking their place.

You slowly turn toward him, onto your back so you can tease him with a kiss to his cheek before meeting his lips with yours.

“Mm,” you sigh, finally opening your eyes. “You wake all the girls up like this?”

He shakes his head, blinking his eyes open as well, and brushes his nose against yours. “Only you.”

“Yeah?” You ask it teasingly, but you study the look on his face, hoping he isn’t teasing back.

Instead of answering with words, he kisses you again, and you'll happily accept that as his answer.

Your hand resting on his arm moves up to his neck, reaching higher to hold his face.

When you break apart this time, your smiles mirror each other’s. You shake your head slightly, feeling like you’re failing miserably to suppress how giddy you feel.

“What?” He chuckles watching you.

A feeling of heat rushes to your cheeks as you shrug your shoulder. Your smile doesn’t falter.

His does just a bit though. You catch it along with the way he squints his eyes at you.

“It’s not gonna be weird between us now, is it?”

It’s the same reservation you’ve heard for years. And you’re not going to listen to it anymore. There was a time when you agreed, but how you feel right now proves you’ve both been scared for no reason.

“No, it’s not,” you giggle. Your fingers brush through his tousled hair, savoring every moment of being this close to him. Finally. You shut down his anxiety with another kiss. “I promise.”

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buckymorelikefuckme · 1 year

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wait wait 4. be honest are you crying about the commercial with the kitten in it with steve? or whoever feels right 🥺🥺

steve rogers x reader

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Usually, when you and Steve have time together like this, where you can both be lazy and snuggle, it's spent giggling and theorizing about the characters in whatever series the two of you are currently obsessed with.

Today has been on the quieter side. You've both been working extra hard and putting in long hours, so now that you have a chance to just relax and unwind, you simply bask in the opportunity to be in each other’s presence.

You're spooning Steve on the couch, an arm and leg draped over his large body. Steve’s hand is wrapped around your wrist, his thumb swiping back and forth in a soothing manner. A commercial for the local animal shelter comes on, the main focus being on a tiny calico kitten playing with a shoe string as one of the employees implores you to donate or adopt. It’s gone within thirty seconds and on to the next commercial, but then you hear a sniffle that has you frowning.

You peek over Steve’s shoulder and see his watery eyes and wobbly bottom lip. He’s doing his best to not be obvious, but he's unsuccessful.

“Be honest,” you start, nuzzling into his neck, “are you crying about the commercial with the kitten in it?”

Another sniffle, then, pitifully, “No.”

You hum, pressing your smile into his hair. “Are you sure, baby?”

“It's just—” Steve heaves a shuddering breath and then the tears fall as he cries harder. “I'm so tired from this week, and from work, and trying to juggle everything, and that sweet little kitty doesn't have a home and probably doesn't have a momma either and it's so cute, but it's sad because what if nobody wants it? And then what if the kitten gets sad when it doesn't get adopted, oh my god, baby, can we please go adopt that kitten?”

You giggle and squeeze your arms around him. “Do you really want a kitten?”

“I don't know,” he cries, roughly wiping the tears and snot off his face.

“How about this,” you suggest, “why don't we go down to the shelter and play with the sweet babies for a little while, and if you still want a kitten when we leave, we can discuss it, hm?”

Steve pouts. “Okay,” he agrees.

You return home with not only the calico kitten, but an adorable puppy that trips over its ears when it runs.

#hehehehehehehe #steve rogers #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers prompt

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chxrryhansen · 3 months

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nomad steve is a big fat fuckin MUNCH. idc idc idc. nobody can change my mind. that man eats pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner. he is STARVED.

you wake up? his head is in between your thighs. your working? he wants you to sit on his face while you do it. your doing the dishes? best believe that man is on his knees tongue deep inside your pussy desperate to have you cream all over his face. making comments like

“you just looked so good baby i couldn’t help it, had to get a taste of you”

“you like it when daddy sucks on your clit while you finish your chores? yeah? fuckin dirty girl”

“fuck honey, cum in daddy’s mouth, come on give it to me”

“pussy tastes like fuckin heaven”

one thing he does not stand for is hovering. when he tells you to sit on his face, he means sit on it. he’ll be grabbing your hips, pulling you down onto his face, his rough beard rubbing against your thighs while his tongue explores your dripping heat and you know damn well he eats it in the morning so he can smell your pussy on his facial hair during the day, his tongue darting out to lick over his moustache, savouring the taste of your juices.

your spread missionary as he suckles and nibbles on your clit, his fingers fucking into you at a desperate pace, missing the taste of your cream even though he’s already had you twice today, his mouth opening wide as you writhe and squirt on his tongue, watching him as he moans and grunts, his hips rocking into the mattress beneath him as he fills his boxers with hot n sticky ropes of cum

“jesus christ” he breathes, “got me cumming in my pants like a damn teenager sweet girl, thats how fuckin good your pussy tastes.”

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#chxrrys prompts #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfic #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers smut #nomad steve rogers x reader #nomad steve rogers #chris evans smut #cevans prompt

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incorrectmarvelquotesss · 18 days

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— flufftober (day 15) —

Warnings: fluff, bruise, Steve (you’ll see why he’s a warning)

Prompt: Wearing Each Other’s Clothes (alt3)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

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A/N: A quick blurb that I thought was funny. Enjoy!

The kitchen was eerily quiet this morning when Steve awoke for his daily run. Tony had been staying with Pepper for a while now, waiting for their little girl to arrive. Natasha and Sam had gone for a stealth mission and were due to be back tomorrow night. You and Bucky were either still asleep, wrapped up in each other, or were already gone to train.

Steve’s lips curled up when he noticed Bucky’s back facing him, hood brought up over his head and the clinking telling him that Bucky was having cereal for breakfast. He quieted his steps as a mischievous idea formed in his brain. He took the last few steps towards him and lifted his arm to give him a little hard pat on the back.

“G’morning, Bucky,” Steve greeted with the strong pat on his back. Bucky’s figure jostled and a quiet gasp escaped his lips. Steve chuckled and added, “What? Did I hit you too hard? Getting weak, huh?”

Steve’s eyes widened when your face swivelled around to glare at him.

“I’m not Bucky, Steve,” you wheezed out, eyebrows pinched in both pain and annoyance. “And I’m definitely not a super-soldier.”

You muttered some curse words under your breath as you glared at him harshly once more. You took your cereal bowl, sliding off the stool and heading away with the finger shown to him.

Steve exhaled and swore he would always check if it was you or Bucky. Speaking of whom, Steve better start hiding because he knew you would bruise with the pat he gave you and Bucky would definitely see it. Knowing how much Bucky was in love with you, Steve knew better than to show his face to him for a few days.

Never again would he be doing that.

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