Three Soldiers And A Baby | Part Eleven

Three Soldiers and a Baby | Part Eleven

summary: Three handsome bachelors find their day to day operations disrupted when an unexpected new roommate (who comes complete with a diaper and a pacifier) shows up at their doorstep. How will they deal with this new and baffling responsibility without losing their minds or killing each other in the process?

pairings: Bucky x Reader (eventual) featuring Steve Rogers & Sam Wilson

warnings: none, just make-believe goodness and cute boys with a baby

a/n: Well, looks like the cats outta the bag! I could literally keep writing this series for ages. So much fluff, so much cute boys with babies. I need it. We all need it! Anyways, here part 11 I hope you like it, loves! I’m gonna continue writing a new little something something. 😘

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“Bucky, we called you.” Steve breathed out, finally getting his heart rate to return to normal. “Why didn’t you answer?”

“Oh right, sorry about that, pal. I meant to text back, but me and Ellie were a little busy. Huh, baby girl?” He spoke down to her as they started to sway again. “We had a nice warm shower together, didn’t we? Then we played with some toys and I told her about some of the adventures I’ve had.” Bucky looked back up to the others. “Only the good ones, of course. Not the nightmares.”

No one at the door had bothered to make a move yet. Unconsciously deciding to stay rooted in place as the surrealness of the situation washed over them. Bucky started to pick up on their apprehension and instead decided to take action, addressing his curious friends. “Stop standing around like a buncha idiots and come meet my daughter, would ya?”

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Hunger Chapter 3

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Character/Pairings: Bucky Barnes X Reader, Thor Odinson X Reader, Steve Rogers X Reader, Loki Laufeyson X Reader

Warnings: A/B/O, noncon, breeding kink, etc.

Series Synopsis: You’re camping with your friends. On a hike you are suddenly kidnapped by a man who takes you to a secluded cabin occupied by other men. They call themselves alphas, the only ones of their kind, and they are convinced that they can convert you (a normal human) to an omega in order to carry their young.They groom you and force themselves on you until you take their knot.

Chapter Summary: The third alpha finally arrives, and the men make their plans for you to become their perfect omega.

Chapter Length: 8,610 words

A/N: No poll for this chapter! Sorry! But other than that, I hope you all enjoy!

Your breath was unsteady, your chest trembling with every inhale. There wasn’t enough air in the world to stop you from suffocating.

You held back from gasping when the arm around your waist dragged you closer to the warm body behind you.

There were too many arms around you… Too many chains anchoring you in the endless depths of water.

Your eyes remained closed in a vain attempt to mimic sleep. Hot air fanned over the back of your neck, and you bit the inside of your cheek. It was a wonder how the heat of your bodies pushed up together weren’t drenching you in sweat.

A different set of hands traveled around from the front of your hips to your ass, pulling your lower half to the warm head nestled against your stomach.

You scrunched up your nose when a soft pair of lips pressed themselves gently under your navel.

“Isn’t she so beautiful?” Bucky whispered below you, pulling your hips and stomach tighter against him.

A spark of heat erupted from behind your eyes, warning you of the tears that you would shed in the coming moments as Thor hummed behind you, agreeing with his companion. His hot breath washed over your neck from behind with his deep sigh.

This had been your whole night.

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About a Bruise*

Summary: After a month of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

Warnings: Smut. Oral sex. Facial.

A/N: 1.5k words. Happy Monday, here’s Stevie G!

He’s never had it like this.

Steve Rogers still gets butterflies when he undresses in front of you. Carved out of marble by the precise and masterful hand of Erksine’s serum, yet he still stands a little hunched, a little conscious of himself.

You’re confident. In him, more than anything. 

You’ve always been the instigator, or at least played the part. Steve’s nerves don’t eclipse his lust, no. But they do make him careful.

Too careful.

Gentle sex only. He holds you like an infant in need of swaddling. Kisses you slow and soft like your lips are buttercream. You love it, but sometimes you want to coax something else out of Captain America.

Something baser. Darker.

So, you get on your knees one opportune night after he gets a sip of Asgardian mead. Liquid courage— just a little.

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why would you do this... I had to take multiple breaks to retain my sanity. Beautiful

Strings of Fate - Part 7

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Summary: Soulmate AU. Having the ability to tamper with soulmate bonds, you accept to use it and help your friend Natasha tie her string with that of her boyfriend. But after a surprising turn of events, Bucky Barnes turns out to be your soulmate, and in order to keep your promise, it’s your string that you’ll have to cut.

Warnings: hospitals, angst

Word count: 2561

A.N: sooo… it’s finally here! I decided to split this chapter into two parts, so the majority of the action will come in part 8 but I hope you like this one. I took me a long time to write and it might not be what you’re expecting, but I did my best to make it as enjoyable as I could for you guys. Tell me what you think!

Waking up feels like getting out of a jar of honey.

It’s slow at first, when your brain begins to wake up and your head clears up the slightest bit, but your mind is still sluggish from the pain and no matter how hard you try to open them, your eyelids remain closed as if they’d been glued shut.

You feel drained out and hurt all over, hyperaware of the feeling of hollow limbs and a burning sensation on your wrist.

The pain is so intense that you’re pretty sure you pass out again.

Sometimes, there are voices around you that you can’t quite register. Nothing more than murmurs to your ears, they seem to change from time to time, varying in both volume and pitch, and often disappearing altogether. After a while, you realize you’re the one that’s drifting in and out of consciousness, letting the waves of sleepiness come and go, letting them take you wherever they please.

One time you open your eyes and Sam is there clutching your hand, but the rest of the room seems like a blur, with you having tunnel vision that focuses only on him.

“It hurts” you manage to croak out, and he gives a small squeeze to your left hand right before he wraps a bandage around your wrist.

“I know, sweetness, I know.” He says “But I’m here to take care of you, go back to sleep” and by that point you’re not sure if what you’re seeing is a dream or not, but then Sam’s hair turns blond and his eyes go blue and you close your eyes, letting the warmth of the hand that’s placed on your forehead lull you back to sleep.

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Everyone in the royal court needs some honey bc all this tea is making them bitter.

The tea is too hot

A Maddening World (Peter Parker X Reader) - Chapter One

Summary: (y/n) was only trying to get volunteer hours in order to gain admission into NYU. However, the Stark Mental Institution held more than she bargained for when she meets her patient, Peter Parker. She never planned to get mixed up with someone who is set on the idea that an alien named Thanos snapped half of all living creatures away and made everyone else forget, yet here she is. The universe has a funny way of trying to correct itself.

My life loves to be one adventure after another, which is why I was hoping to have a calm summer. Of course, this couldn’t happen. At least it couldn’t once my school counselor told me that I could kiss my dreams of going to NYU down the drain if I don’t get something impressive on my resume.

This is what led me to currently be on my way to the famous Stark Mental Institution with my best friend and life saver, Liz Allen. We’re part of a program that takes in young teens from local high schools and gives them a summer volunteer opportunities. It’s great on college applications, so why not? We’re about 5 minutes away and I still have no idea what I’m going to do. We’re supposed to get a talk about how we should go around and help the patients when we get there. Luckily, we’ve been assured that none of the patients that we’ll be working with are dangerous, which is why we’re allowed to be a sort of nurse to them. The silence in the car was thick until Liz broke it. “How do you think it will go?” “I don’t know. Good, I hope,” I replied, nervously picking at my cuticles. Silence rested over us again until we pulled up to the building. We piled out and I watched as our cab driver blended into the heavy New York traffic. I turn to find a man in a crisp black suit, that looked to be about in his 40’s. “Hello, my name is Mr. Hogan, I’m the head of staff and security here,” the man spoke, “If you would please follow me.”

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