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Can You Help Us?
Pairing: Bucky x F!Reader x BestFriend!Steve
Summary: Bucky and Steve both do a fist bump with the back of their arms as they walk past each other, but it only to trigger the magnetic hold on Steve’s arm for his shield to make it connect to Bucky’s arm. They yell out for your help, making you laugh at the sight as you walks into the room to see the scene
Finally having a day off, everyone is either out or staying at the Tower, all doing their own things.
Steve and Bucky are in the training room, versing each other. Both stopping, they both agree that they’re done for the day.
The two walk past each other, doing a backhanded fist bump.
A force between the two’s arms forces Bucky to stumble backwards. Standing full to his feet, he takes in the sight of their arms still connected. “Let go.”
“I can’t.”
“What do you mean ‘I can’t’, Steve?” Bucky tried to pull his arm away but fails. “Who else is in the Tower that can deactivate this? ‘Cause Stark is out of the building.” Steve points out.
“Well, there’s my woman.” Bucky shrugs, looking around the room. He finally settles on looking at Steve waiting. “What?” Bucky shrugged. “Call her!” Steve says urgently.
“Okay, jeez.” Bucky walks over to his phone, Steve waddling behind. Dialing your phone, you answer after the first two rings. “Hey, bubba.”
“Hey, doll. Steve and I are in a bit of a situation right now.”
“Training room.”
“Yeah.”
“Be there soon.”
Minutes later after the ended call, the elevator doors open to show you. “Can you help us?” The men motion to their attached arms. You giggle at the two as you walked towards them, your pocket knife in hand.
After a few seconds, the mens’ arms fall to their sides. Steve thanks you as you put your knife back into your pocket.
“Next time, don’t wear your shield magnet when you’re training with him. Make sure you remind him.” You instructed them. “Yes, ma’am.” They both say in unison.
Fall Into You
Part Three
Pairing: Steve x Reader
Warnings: language, soft sweaters, friends to lovers, sexual tension, eventual smut
Summary: Steve needs a vacation to unwind. So much media presence after the Snap was undone has left his nerves frazzled. Lucky for him Bucky canceled on you for the trip back to your hometown, leaving him to go along with you instead. Treating him to a true taste of normalcy that’s anything but normal, in a town where nobody knows who he is or at least they don’t care, it’s a vacation full of warm sweaters, hot cider and fall shenanigans.
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Special Lessons - Four
Pairing: Stepdad!Steve Rogers X Naïve!Innocent!Reader
Summary: Your step-dad has wanted you for a while. And when a conversation leads to you asking for some… special help, he’s more than happy to take full advantage of the situation.
Warnings: Smut, Age Gap (Reader is 19), Language, Older man taking advantage of younger woman, Oral, Somnophilia, Breeding kink,
Word Count: 3.8K
A/n: So I’m now feeling overwhelmed and shitty. I dislike confrontation. If you don’t like shit on my blog then leave please. I’m so tired of this. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy. I might be signing off for a while. I’m literally on the verge of tears. Peace dudes.
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PART ONE. PART TWO. PART THREE
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After the pool incident, Steve has hardly left your side. Every time your mother is out, he has you grinding on his bare cock, cumming in your pussy and making a mess of you, only to clean you up with his special kisses.
Today, however, is the day he wants to make a move.
But he can’t. Because the woman he married is having one of her few days off.
It’s been one of the longest days of his life.
Having you so close but just out of reach. It’s absolute torture.
And he feels a little bad for the way he’s just using his wife now, but he’s allowed to want what he wants, right?
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You wake up with a yawn, rubbing your eyes and frowning as you reach for the cup of water on your nightstand. When you come up empty-handed, you can’t help but groan.
Climbing reluctantly out of bed, you venture out of your room, pausing when you hear Steve making his happy noises.
You slowly move to your parents’ bedroom door, peeking inside their room and almost gasping. Your mother is on her hands and knees and Steve is being her, cock slamming in and out of her.
His eyes find yours and he holds your gaze, thrusts not ceasing.
He can tell that you’re curious. More importantly, he can tell that you’re getting aroused.
That thought is enough and it sends him spiralling over the edge. He cums in your mother -never one for pulling out- then drops down onto the bed with a hearty sigh.
You hurry away from the door and down the stairs, needing the cold water more than ever now.
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Steve saunters into the kitchen a grin on his pretty face.
“Morning (Y/n).” You look up at him, a little embarrassed about the night before.
“Did you enjoy the show last night?” He asks softly, watching the way you clench your thighs together tightly. You shrug, not truly knowing with one hundred percent certainty what it is you saw. All you know is that it should’ve been you beneath him.
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Cut Up
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Turns out, having a kid comes with a few heart attacks.
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings: None! Just floof. Maybe some spice at the end.
A/N: I’ve had this in my head for a week now, blame @heli0s-writes and her Bag of Tricks universe. But also thank her for reading this over for me and maximizing its chaoticness; you’re a gem, bb. This is pretty silly, which apparently is my new favorite way of writing Steve. It’s also very short. But there’s a bunch of fluff so it makes up for that. Let me know what you think, and enjoy! :) x
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The house is quiet.
Too quiet.
It would be fine if it were only Steve in the house, or you. The fact that it’s eleven-thirty in the morning and there’s a five-year-old having playtime in his room is what sets Steve on edge.
He gives it all of three minutes before his super-soldier-dad senses are tingling. Something’s wrong. Something is very, very wrong.
Steve’s mind goes through all the probable scenarios as to what happened before he decides the most logical explanation for why he’s not hearing his son scream up a storm is that aliens came back to Earth and targeted his kid. Naturally.
The reality of the situation is much more horrifying.
“Dada, look!”
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DOES ANYONE KNOW THAT ONE FUCKBOY STEVE FIC
they slept together on Halloween and reader is dressed as the mc in phantom of the opera or something then she's a virgin and after that Steve starts wearing her purity ring around his pinky finger because she forgot it at his nightstand???????
found the fic its:
she calls me daddy by @hertzwritings!!