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UNHOLY — S. Rogers
pairing(s): Stark!Reader x Steve Rogers ; Sharon Carter x Steve Rogers
warnings: 18+ only ; minors dni ; unprotected sex, pure smut.
a/n: english is not my first language, so please be gentle with me 🙏🏻, it’s my first time writing here, i hope you’ll like it <3 ; third person narrator.
disclaimer: unlike the meaning of the song, reader is not a whore, some changes have been made.
soundtrack(s): Unholy - Sam Smith ft. Kim Petras ; Traitor - Olivia Rodrigo
synopsis: you’re Tony Stark’s daughter, one of the Avengers and you’ve always had a huge crush on America’s Golden Boy, the one and only Captain America, and he also did. However, when he decided to marry Sharon Carter and have children with her, your desire for him increased disproportionately.
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It was a rainy day, Sharon and her children had retired to their rooms scattered throughout the Avengers Compound to rest and wait for the head of the family, who was returning from errands to run, according to what he previously said, so they could do family activities.
Rebecca and Harrison, were playing videogames in their playroom. Even though they were both teenagers, they loved spending time and resting in that room.
«That's strange, dad should be home by now...» said Rebecca, the youngest.
«..he probably found traffic.» she added later.
Harrison, the elder of the two, kinda knew where his father was and why he was running so late; he had discovered it a couple of months ago, accidentally overhearing a conversation between his father and Y/n Stark.
Little did he know that his father’s heart belonged to Stark’s daughter and, to be honest, he was happy with that. He adored Y/n, she would babysit him when he was younger, their bond was more unbreakable than his father’ shield made out of vibranium.
His mother, though, didn’t know anything, and so did his sister.
With a smirk on his face, still focused on the game, he opened his mouth.
«Mummy don’t know daddy’s getting hot, at the body shop; doing something unholy.»
«What are you saying Harrison?» asked confused Rebecca.
«Nothing, don’t worry Bex. I was just murmuring something..» replied the boy still keeping that smirk on his face..
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«It's been a long time since I've been here.. I see you've been remodeling your house.» his voice echoing in the living room of the immense apartment of Tony Stark's future billionaire heiress.
«And it’s only the living room you see, wait until you see the rest of the house.» answered a girl of average height, long wavy brown hair with a curvy but athletic body shape.
«Long time no see, doll.» added the guy, the one and only Steve Rogers himself.
«I've noticed that you always practice when I'm not around, this has been going on for a while....» continued.
«Your wife is always in the way, that's why I never train when you're around.» said Y/n annoyed.
«I guess you're here to get your Harley fixed, right? I saw it on the workshop cameras.» added her.
«You’re right.. and I’m here also because I miss you.» Steve said by approaching the girl.
«Don't try to soften me up Rogers, you know very well it doesn’t work with me. In the last few months you've become Sharon's shadow, barely paying attention to me, and I'm not just talking about us outside the team.» scolded off Y/n.
«Oh, c’mon Stark, you're old enough to understand that what we're doing is wrong... and I can't afford to make any missteps... I have two children.»
«Then why are you here? I didn’t even want you to come. I left the compound just to let you alone with your family, and avoid any suspiciouns about us. We spent a lot of time together, your son also overheard one of our conversations. it's a miracle he hasn't said anything to anyone yet.» said Y/n going in her bedroom, followed by the captain who was trying hard to make contact with her.
It had been months since the two had last had sexual intercourse, and he missed her terribly.
He missed her like when you miss the air when you’re underwater in the pool or the sea.
«You are so attractive Y/n. this outfit looks particularly good on you... I think it has some power over my body...» said Steve with a smirk on his face while Y/n was innocently bending over by the bed to grab some clothes and put them in the cabinet.
She was wearing nothing but a Victoria's Secret black satin kimono with lace trim, which covered her toupee and coulottes.
That outfit, contributed in creating a bulge under Captain Rogers' black skinny jeans.
«..It has some power over your body? Are you kidding me Rogers?» she said, pretending to be shocked as she slowly approached the boy.
«Are you sure it’s the outfit and nothing else?» she added, moving to lock the door and then moving back in front of the boy, placing her hands on his black leather jacket and pushing him toward the dark red velvet sofa near the huge windows of her bedroom, forcing him to sit down.
«Did I touch a devole point perhaps?» Said steve in a provocative tone.
Y/n fastened her kimono and positioned herself astride Steve, bringing her intimacy closer to the Captain's, rubbing lightly.
Rogers lowered his eyes for a brief moment, observing the form of the girl sitting on him, meanwhile his bulge grew larger and larger.
«You know, Captain… a lucky, lucky girl, she got married to a boy like you.. she'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew, ‘bout all the shit you tell me that you do..» she began to say whispering in his ear, referring to his wife, Sharon.
«Dirty, dirty boy, you know everyone is talkin' on the scene. I hear them whisperin' 'bout the places that you've been, and how you don't know how to keep your business clean» continued her, kissing every inch of loose skin on his face and neck, provoking him.
«Mummy don’t know daddy’s getting hot, at the body shop; doing something unholy.» Said Steve imitating a child's voice as, with superhuman speed he grabbed Y/n by the hips and, sketching a wicked grin, catapulted himself onto the girl's marriage bed, gently resting her body beneath his.
«There he is, that’s the Captain I know, always ready to le-» as she spoke, Y/n was interrupted by Steve's lips colliding against hers in a long, passionate kiss.
«If you don't shut your mouth, I swear I'm going to fuck you like there's no tomorrow.» growled the supersoldier.
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«He’s sat back while she’s droppin’ it, yeah, she put it down slowly.. Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
ho-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that» said Harrison choosing another videogame to play.
«Harrie, you’re scaring me. What are you saying?» added worried Rebecca, not knowing what was going through his brother’s head.
«I’ll wake mummy up, so she can call daddy. It's pouring outside, dad’s with the bike.» cooed the girl standing up and moving towards the door to go wake her mother.
«You’re so innocent Rebecca, he’s a grown up and besides, also a supersoldier, capable of taking care of himself while it’s raining outside.» laughed Harrison.
«Why are you telling me that I’m innocent? I don’t understand» sighed the girl.
«Do you remember Y/n, right? look around, she’s Tony Stark’s daughter, part of the Avengers, and she doesn’t live here anymore.» started Harrison.
«She used to babysit me when I was younger and mom travelled around the world for her missions. Dad was always with her, they were so close, and uncle Bucky told me that they were even before Dad and Mom met and then married» continued.
«You know.. she’s special, and dad thinks about it all the time. I do still love her. I really spent a lot of time with her, even called her mom, just because I hardly ever saw ours.» confided the boy.
«However, one day, mom argued with dad because of the relationship that had developed between me and Y/n.. she couldn't stand that I called her “mom” and blamed dad for not separating her from me and not intervening sooner.» added with a sad tone.
«Oh lord.. but I still don’t understand what does this have to do with dad.» delineated Rebecca.
«When Y/n left the compound, dad tried his best to make her stay, but she felt guilty and would not listen to any other reason.»
«Since that day, dad started to sneak out of the compound and visit her, they spend a lot of time alone. He misses her, and I guess she misses him too, the curious thing is that they have never had a love affair, but maybe they have some other kind of affair -- if you notice, mom and dad are not very intimate..» ended Harrison.
«So you’re saying that dad cheates on mum with Tony’s daughter?» questioned the girl.
«I’m not saying it, it’s just a suspicion I have. And even if it was real, I could only be happier about it. That girl is pure oxygen for dad, she makes him feel alive.» replied her brother.
«You’re happy about it? Are you nuts? He’s CHEATING on mom with another girl! How could you be happy about it?! We need to tell mommy!» blurted out Rebecca, running towards her mother’s room.
«What an idiot. She should not get involved in their business. That was confident.» whispered to himself Harrison.
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«Do you like when I’m on top of you, Stark?» growled Steve rubbing his intimacy against Y/n’s.
«Or maybe you like when I touch you..» continued while one hand ran down the girl's crotch, moving the flap of fabric covering her pussy with two fingers while exploring the area, moistened with arousal.
«Look at you, doll, so wet for me.. you have no idea of how much this turns me on.. I want to eat you out right now.» whispered Steve as he kissed her neck and left scattered purple marks.
«Then do it, daddy, I’m not stopping you» hissed Y/n.
Being called “daddy” by Y/n excited him to death and also drove him crazy. His eyes turned dark blue, the pupils enlarged and all of his body stiffened.
The two fingers he had placed under the fabric she was wearing reached her clitoris, making her jump slightly. It was a risky and unexpected move, but one that made her moan his name.
«Say it again Y/n» he ordered, slowly entering her pussy and starting fingering her.
«S-st-steve.. please..» moaned her arching her back.
«Oh god, I love it when you call my name.» added the Captain, removing his fingers.
With a swift movement he slipped off Y/n's coulottes and spread her legs apart, positioning himself between them, not before giving her a long, wicked kiss.
«I’ll make you cum until I heard you call out my name.» growled him, licking out her wet folds.
«I love your taste, baby. I’ve missed it.» continued while eating her out with circular, alternating movements between fast and slow. All of a sudden he slipped two fingers inside her, and began to move faster, while his mouth was focused on sucking and biting her clitoris.
His movements made her wiggle and arch her back. Y/n felt heat forming in her lower abdomen, and she was aware that she was about to reach her orgasm. She then decided to open her mouth and beg Steve to make her come.
«Steve please, I’m coming.. f-faster..» begged her.
«What did you call me?» he said stopping.
«You know how to call me. Now turn around and go doggy style. You broke one of our rules, and need a punishment. Do you remember? Never call me by my name unless I tell you to.» he scolded off while Y/n was adjusting herself, removing the rest of the clothing she had on.
«I’m sorry, daddy.. I promise I’ll be a good girl.. don’t punish me..» she cried out.
«I don’t care about what you say, you’ll get your punishment.» he said while removing all of his clothes and underwear, spreading y/n’s leg and settling between them. His cock, hard and vascular, twitched. Steve could see drops of pre-seminal fluid leaking from his foreskin.
«I’ve missed you so much. You have no idea of how frustrating it was to have to jerk me off only thinking about you, unable to touch you or have you riding my cock. And, by the way, he missed your mouth.. care to give him a kiss later?» he growled thrusting into her suddenly, making her whimper.
«As you p-please daddy..» she whimpered. He waited a few minutes, just to let Y/n adjust herself, then started pushing mercilessly into her, the sound of their skin colliding also echoed in the room, between their moans.
As he fucked her without restraint, Steve grabbed her hair, causing Y/n's head to bend back slightly, and with his other free hand slapped her ass repeatedly and powerfully, leaving her with red marks from his hand. That, was her punishment.
«I can feel your folds contracting and shrinking around my cock.. look how good you are at taking my cock.. oh god Y/n, you’re so wet and tight..» he said thrusting powerfully, exchanging positions quickly, so she was now upon him.
«Care to ride my cock, babygirl? Show daddy how good you are at riding it.. I really want to see how those pretty boobs of yours bounce along your movements..» he ordered as the girl obeyed.
«I’ll do whatever you please d-daddy.. but I feel like I’m c-coming.. please let me c-come..» she cried out.
«Ride me, now!» he shouted placing one hand on her hip and one on her breast, squeezing it.
She started riding his cock, as her walls clenched and tighten around his shaft, her body trembling and her breath suddenly icreasing.
«Do you want me t-to cu-cum all over your body or do you want me to fill you up, baby?» he questioned.
«I’m your personal slut, captain. You decide.» she responded, feeling heat increase all over her body, especially in her low abdomen.
Hearing those words, Steve pulled Y/n in for a kiss, by positioning the hand which was previously on her hip, behind her neck.
He bit her lip, causing her to moan against his mouth and causing him to help her reach her climax by pushing even harder into her.
As soon as she approached her climax, so did he and they came together.
Y/n could feel Steve's cum fill her to the last drop and, Steve, could feel Y/n's pussy shrinking around his cock.
Suddenly their movements slowled to a complete stop, and that was when Steve positioned Y/n beside him, kissing her forehead and caressing her.
«You were so good at taking my cock..» he said taking breath.
«No one can get it the way I can, Steve.» she whispered in his ear with a smirk, slowly moving down to his still erect cock, placing one hand around the length and placing her mouth on the foreskin, opening it slightly and taking it into.
Steve was silent, he had no words, nothing to say, so bent his head back, settled down, and let the girl do everything. From time to time there was eye contact, which made his cock contract.
Y/n went on like that for about fifteen minutes, until Steve reached his second orgasm and came in her mouth.
Wiping with her fingers the nooks and crannies where cum had leaked, Y/n swallowed and snuggled down next to Steve, putting her head on his chest so she could feel his heartbeat.
«It tastes so good..» she said leaving kisses on his cheeks and mouth.
«I wish you could stay here forever, Steve.. I really want to.» sighed Y/n.
«You have no idea how much I would like that too... however, I'm married, and you know that.»
Hearing those words, Y/n's heart began to ache. She knew well that Steve, her first and only true love, was unattainable.
They had known each other for years, but she always missed the chance to tell him how she felt. He, too, was no different, too shy to confess his feelings to her, too intimidated by turning against Tony.
Years later, however, the two were still unconscious about their feelings for each other.
Their sexual relationship began on Steve's wedding day. He was the one who had started this adventure. He needed to clear his head, and as he locked himself in one of the rooms of the mansion where the reception was taking place, he found y/n unnerved.
Without a second thought, he catapulted himself onto her, and they had a sexual intercourse, in which she took part without backing down.
From then on, they began seeing each other secretly until Steve became a father and asked her for the favor of babysitting his son Harrison when both he and his mother were indisposed.
Eventually Harrison grew up together with his father and babysitter as his mother, Sharon, was often away on business. When the couple later argued because Harrison called Y/n “mom” instead of Sharon, Y/n felt guilt crushing her chest and thus decided to leave.
She tried to return but, seeing the couple reunited and close-knit, decided to leave the Avengers Compound for good and live alone, away from everyone. She no longer trained with the team, no longer spent time with the Avengers, and only showed up at the Compound when Steve was not there. By now she frequented that place only for her father.
«Y/n.. I have something to say..» he whispered turning around to face her.
«Say it, then.» she responded.
«I… uhm..» he esitated for a moment «I…»
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«Mummy wake up, I have to tell you something important.» said Rebecca gently shaking her mother.
«Is daddy home?» questioned Sharon, who was waking up.
«No, he’s not, but I know where he might be!» responded the girl.
«Where’s he?» said Sharon, meanwhile from the hallway there was the noise of the footsteps of someone running, and that someone was indeed Harrison.
«Dad’s at Y/n’s pl-» started Rebecca before being interrupted by her brother.
«Dad’s at Y/n Stark’s workshop, his bike needed to be fixed, he called me a few minutes ago.» said Harrison showing the list of recent calls to his mother.
«So he’s on his way home?» asked Rebecca.
«Yes he is, and also says he’s sorry for running late.» answered Harrison, giving his mother a kiss on the cheek and walking towards his bedroom, followed shortly after by his sister.
«I swear to god Bee, if you try even one more time to tell mom what I told you, I will make you pay for it.» hissed the boy.
His sister didn’t respond, she just nodded her head and retired to her bedroom quietly.
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Steve was about to say something to Y/n when he was interrupted by the ringtone of his cell phone.
It was his son, he had called persistently and had left about 20 messages.
He responded in a hurry and quickly put his clothes back on, not before cleaning himself up.
«Look, Y/n I’m sorry but I gotta go.» he said buttoning his belt.
«Wait, you were about to tell me something, what is it then?» she questioned with a puzzled look mixed with sadness.
«Nothing, forget about it. See you little Stark» he ended the conversation, rushing out of the girl’s house.
Tears began to form in Y/n's eyes, but she shook her head and headed to the bathroom, to wash herself.
She filled the tub with warm water and set the shuffle playback on Spotify.
To her surprise "Traitor" by Olivia Rodrigo started up and she began to sing it at the top of her lungs.
God, I wish that you had thought this through
Before I went and fell in love with you
[…]
Don't you dare forget about the way
You betrayed me
And I know that you'll never feel sorry
For the way I hurt, yeah
[…]
Loved you at your worst, but that didn't matter
[…]
Guess you didn't cheat, but you're still a traitor.
«I love you, Rogers.. I really do.» she whispered to herself before washing her face with hot water and relax her tensed muscles.
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Steve’s bike got fixed and he rushed home, with guilt that wouldn’t leave him.
On his way home, he had made a decision, to leave her wife so he could spend the rest of his days with Y/n, his true love.
«I’m back!» shouted Rogers approaching the rooms reserved for his family.
«Finally, Bex and Har thought you were lost.» said Sharon hugging his husband, without getting a hug in response.
«What’s wrong with you, Stevie? Did something happen?» questioned the blonde.
«We need to talk.» He coldly replied.
The two went to the meeting room, surrounded by soundproof glass, and once inside, Steve confessed in full detail everything that had been and still was present between him and Y/n. He felt guilty, both about his children and his wife, but most of all he felt guilty about the girl he truly loved.
Sharon was shocked, not expecting it, however, she understood. Indeed, she had recently met a man who worked with her at SHIELD and they had started dating, but never sleeping together, for now.
They were playing with equal arms, both adulterers, both guilty of each other's suffering. Yet Sharon could not believe that all this time Steve had hidden this from her. She could understand weeks, months... but even years? And with two children in between?
After a heated argument, the two came to the conclusion that they had to break off their marriage.
Several days later, they decided to communicate the decision to their children, who, in understanding their father -Harrison in particular, who was happy for him- did not take it badly.
For her part, Sharon decided to leave the Avengers Compound and move back to her old home.
Steve and the children would remain living in the same place.
From that time on, Steve almost never called Y/n again; he wanted to wait until his divorce was official before contacting her again. Up to that point he had ignored her, and he felt terribly guilty.
He was aware that Y/n was suffering, but he promised himself that he would never make her feel bad again.
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It had been months since Y/n and Steve last had sex. A week after that event, Y/n began to experience strange symptoms, such as nausea and belly pain.Frightened, she decided to take a pregnancy test, which, to her surprise, came back positive.
Having had no relations with anyone other than Steve, the fetus in her womb could only be his.
However, Steve's estrangement pained her and not a little, but she still decided to keep the baby, who only after a couple of weeks turned out to have a twin.
And there she is, six months later, pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. Captain America's children.
When Steve ran to Y/n to talk to her and tell her about the divorce, he almost had a stroke.
He felt his world come crashing down on him.
He could not think about Y/n being pregnant by another man.
«Y/n, I need to talk to you» Steve said as he approached the girl's bed, his head down.
«Talk, I'm listening. But then go away, I don't want to see you again» she replied annoyed, gently stroking her belly.
«Sharon and I got divorced» Steve confessed all of a sudden. That news made Y/n jolt; she had not expected it. Her heart missed beats and little tears of joy threatened to spill from her eyes.
«Steve tell me you're kidding, please» said Y/n almost shocked.
«I'm not kidding. I did it for the two of us.» He said as he approached the girl, helping her out of bed.
«Y/n I love you, I always have.» he said putting his hands on her hips, now big because of her baby bump, and pulled her close to kiss her.
She returned the kiss and began to cry with joy.
«I love you too, Rogers. I always have.»
She could not believe that this was happening. Steve, her Steve Rogers, was finally hers in his own right, and he was also the father of the children she was carrying.
All of a sudden, however, Steve broke away the kiss, and before Y/n could open his mouth, he lowered his gaze to the baby bump, caressing it.
«Who’s the father of the baby?» he asked in a sad tone.
«They're twins, Rogers -- a boy and a girl..» she began, not answering his question.
After minutes of silence, he opened his mouth to speak.
«Congratulations...and I'm sorry I left you alone, that was not my intent-» he spoke only to be abruptly interrupted.
«They’re your children, Steve. You're the father.» she confessed, placing her hands on the boy's, still firm on her baby bump, who was now smiling.
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The Fuckboy Committee
ONE: THE PROPOSITION
18+
Still a virgin in your 20s, you're desperate for some experience - but there's not a single man in New York that you can trust. There are, however, two seasoned fuckboys who promise to guide you through the world of sex, with no strings attached.
Content Warning: Fuckboy!Steve x Reader x Fuckboy!Bucky, mature themes, mention of sex, drugs, eventual smut.
Virginity. As much as you hate to admit it, you spend an embarassing amount of time dwelling on yours.
It was never your plan to remain a virgin well into your 20s; that's just how life went. School was always your priority, and there was never any time to develop a meaningful relationship with a nice boy. And that's what you always thought you needed - you thought you couldn't possibly have sex with someone unless you were in love with them, but as you've grown older, your mind is changing.
There's nothing special about virginity. You know you shouldn't put any pressure on it, and it's a social construct that should've been abolished long ago, but you can't help but fixate on your own. You've never even had a boyfriend before, but lately you've been itching to enter the romance scene. You're sick of seeing your friends in long-term relationships and getting married, while you've never so much as held hands with a guy in a romantic setting.
And that's where the dating apps come in.
"So, how long have you been in New York, now?" The semi-cute man with a mullet asks you. The mullet is what made you swipe right, but you're starting to wonder if you should've checked the rest of his profile first.
"Almost a month," You answer, playing with the straw in your glass. "How about you?"
He lets out a guffaw at your question. "Oh, babe, I've been in the city since before you were even born."
You laugh along, nodding slowly before your face drops. "Wait a second. How old are you, again?"
The new addition of dating entered your life at around the same time your move to New York did. Your roommate and personal tour guide, Wanda, convinced you to get every single app on the market once she found out you hadn't so much as had your first kiss yet.
"It'll be so much fun!" She exclaimed, practically vibrating. "I mean, sure, New York is a cesspool of some of the worst men in the world, but there are a few good apples in the Big Apple!"
You weren't so convinced - and when you saw what the dating apps were offering, you were even less convinced.
"So, how's it going?" Wanda asks you one day at lunch as she leans forward, delight in her eyes.
"I hate to disappoint you, Wan," You sigh, shrugging as you stab your fork into your pasta. "It's going abysmally."
She deflates at your words, pouting her lips. "That bad?"
"Yup," You chirp, putting on a brave face. "Last night, I got drinks with a guy who spent forty minutes talking about how females need to offer a lot more than 'just a pretty face' to impress him."
"Oh, God," She groans. "One of them?"
"Mhm," You hum, pursing your lips. "He was super hot and I would've let him come back to my place if he just wasn't so damn mysoginistic. It was a shame, really."
"Yeah, that's a pretty big turn-off," She says, before smirking. "Could have been kinky, though. Objectify me, daddy."
"You're a freak," You mutter, before shrugging. "It just... I don't know. Maybe dating isn't for me."
"Oh, please, don't feel so sorry for yourself," She huffs with an eye-roll. "I still don't see why you didn't agree to a second date with Ulf. Tell me; what exactly are you looking for?"
Sitting back, you think over her question. What are you looking for?
"Well, the reason I didn't like Ulf was that he was a little too... intense," You tell her truthfully. "He was talking about how he wants kids before he's 30, and to be married, and... I guess hearing him say that made me realize how much I really don't want those things."
"Oh, really?" Wanda asks, surprised. "So, you're not looking for a long term relationship?"
"I guess not. At least, not right now," You say simply. "But at the same time, I don't just want a hook-up. I wanna have fun with someone I can trust, you know?"
"A trustworthy man? In New York?" Wanda scoffs, shaking her head. "Well, good luck to you, my darling. I sincerely hope you find what you're looking for."
"Yeah," You grumble, pursing your lips together. "Me, too."
You enter the break room at work, hoping to find it empty but disappointed when you spot a few of your coworkers, including your boss, standing around the coffee machine.
"Just gotta warm her up," Bucky Barnes says with a smirk as he strokes the top of the Nespresso. "Take your time with her, just like a real woman."
Grimacing, you roll your eyes before making your way to the fridge. You open it up and take out your sandwich, glad that nobody's stolen it this time.
"Oh, please; like you'd know what to do with a real woman," Tony Stark scoffs. "How old are you, kid, 15?"
"For your information, I'm turning 21 this Friday," Bucky replies proudly.
"And we're gonna throw a fuckin' rager," Steve Rogers adds with a smirk. "Everyone's invited - even you, old man."
"As intellectually stimulating as that sounds," Tony begins sarcastically. "I think I'll pass."
You accidentally slam the fridge door shut, the sound stealing the three men's attention. Bucky steps forward, pointing at you and asking, "You'll come, won't you, newbie?"
Taken by surprise, you raise your brows. "Uh... this Friday?"
"Don't say you have plans," Steve begs you. "It's gonna be fun!"
"You can bring your boyfriend," Bucky offers, which confuses you.
"Uh, I don't have a boyfriend... but thank you," You reply politely. "I'll try to make it. Text me the details."
With that, you leave the break room, and Bucky and Steve are left to stare at Tony with parted lips and wide eyes.
Holding his hands up in surrender, Tony steps back. "I had to tell you nasty, nasty horndogs that she wasn't available, alright?" He claims. "Y/N's the best damn PA I've had, and I'll be damned if you two put your grubby hands on her and break her heart, just like the others. I'm not losing this one. Not to you pricks."
"I can't believe you lied to us," Steve whispers, feeling utterly betrayed. "Y/N's been single this entire time? And I haven't even properly checked her out because I thought she was taken?"
"Oh, please; I've seen you stare at her ass on multiple occasions," Tony counters bitterly.
"All the missed opportunities to flirt with her," Bucky mumbles, distraught. "All the innuendos, squandered. And for what?"
"I'm so sorry I hindered your sexual harassment," Tony grumbles.
"Flirting," Steve corrects him, shaking his head. "And to think, I thought I was hallucinating when I saw her looking at my ass. I knew she liked my ass."
"Well, nothing's changing," Tony states sternly. "You leave that poor girl alone. She's good at her job, and being involved with you villains will ruin her." With that, he storms out of the break room, leaving the two boys to look at each other.
"I call dibs-"
"Fuck you, I saw her first," Bucky cuts Steve off with a glare.
"How in the fuck-"
"Her first day, it was me she asked for directions to Stark's office," Bucky tells him proudly. "She feels safe with me. She trusts me."
"Well, she likes my ass," Steve counters, before sighing. "I don't wanna fight over another girl, Buck. It almost killed us last time."
"You're right," Bucky says with a nod. "So, how do we figure this out?"
A silence falls between them as they stare each other out. For a few moments, they're still. Until they both make a rapid rush to the door.
They get wedged in the doorway, too wide to fit through at the same time. "Steven, fuck off!" Bucky yells, pulling on his arm.
"You fuck off, James!" Steve retorts. "I would look so much hotter next to her."
"And I'd fuck her better," Bucky shoots back arrogantly.
"Oh, please; they don't call me the Minute Man for no reason," Steve says, struggling to push through.
"Yeah, they call you that because you last a minut-"
"Because I can make girls cum in a minute!" Steve corrects him bitterly.
With a huff, Bucky shoves him back before storming away and straight to your desk outside Tony's office with Steve hot on his heels. You look up from your sandwich to see the two out-of-breath men standing over you, and pause your YouTube video.
"Mr. Stark is busy right now," You say slowly.
Giving you a sly smile, Bucky shoots you a wink. "Have I told you that you look absolutely wonderful today?"
"Stop being so weird," Steve scoffs, nudging his shoulder before giving you a smirk. "I'm sorry about him. Gorgeous, gorgeous girls make him nervous."
What the fuck?
Not used to getting more than two words from them, you raise a brow. "Um... thank you?"
"What's your favorite cocktail?" Bucky asks you. "I'm a licensed bartender. I can make you the best drink you'll ever have."
"Or, if you'd rather do something classier than get drunk," Steve interjects, giving Bucky a pointed look. "I'm great at cooking. What's your stance on carbs?"
"What the fuck has gotten into you both?" You ask them with a scoff. "Are you high?"
They look at each other before turning back to you. "Sweetheart, I feel more sober than I've ever felt in my life," Bucky says dramatically, making your eyes narrow.
"Do not call me sweetheart," You order him curtly, before looking up at Steve. "And stop being weird! Both of you!"
"I can't help it, baby-"
"No," You cut Steve off with a glare. "Absolutely not. Is this a joke? Some kind of hazing for the newbie?"
"This is no joke," Bucky vows, and you can tell it's difficult for him to refrain from using a pet name. "We just want you."
"Want- huh?" You laugh dryly, before your face drops. "Aren't you the reason Sheila in Accounting shaved her head?"
He purses his lips together. "Well, actually-"
"And you," You shoot at Steve. "The first interaction I had with Mr. Banner's assistant was her crying in the bathroom, over you."
They both sigh at the same time, shaking their heads. "That isn't our fault," Steve claims. "They just... didn't take us seriously when we said we weren't looking for anything serious."
"Yeah, that's their fault," Bucky states bluntly. "We make it clear what we want, and they get this crazy idea about fixing us. We didn't ask to be fixed!"
"Exactly," Steve adds on, before looking down at you. "And that's why you should come to my place after work for some food."
"Or, if you don't want to be bored senseless, come to my place for a nice drink," Bucky counters with a wink.
Utterly baffled, you let out a scoff. "You are literally the worst human beings. Like, ever," You say. "Now, please leave me alone, or I'll tell Mr. Stark you're distracting me from my work."
Steve frowns. "You're on your lunch break-"
"Leave me alone! I've had my fair share of absolute assholes and scumbags this month, and I don't need it in my place of work!" You exclaim, turning back to your phone and pressing play on the YouTube video.
Defeated, Bucky and Steve shrug before trudging away. Once you're out of earshot, they turn to each before smirking widely.
"Dude, I think she likes me," Steve says with a hushed voice.
"Nah, you're way off base," Bucky argues. "She wants me. Bad."
The two of them sigh with deluded content, while you mutter to yourself about how sick to death of the male population you are. They are super fucking hot, though.
"Repeat after me: tonight is gonna go well," Wanda orders you.
You take in a deep breath and nod. "Tonight is gonna go well."
"I look absolutely stunning," She goes on to say with an expectant look.
"I look absolutely stunning," You repeat.
"This guy could be nice," She says with a shrug. "And, if I feel like it, I will take him home."
"This guy could be nice, and if I feel like it, I will take him home," You vow with a nod.
"Great! You're ready!" Wanda exclaims with excitement as she fixes up your hair. "Now, when is he-"
She's cut off by a knock at the front door, which makes your stomach drop. "He's here," You whisper with wide eyes, glancing up at the clock. "He's early."
"That could be a green flag," She claims. "Go!"
When you open the front door, Brock Rumlow is standing there with a bouquet of flowers and a sweet smile. He is much hotter in person, which you're instantly intimidated by.
"Hi, Y/N," He greets, looking you up and down. "God, I'm so relieved you're pretty in real life, too."
You falter a little at that, but brush past it. "Hi, Brock," You reply with a smile. "Thank you, so much - these are beautiful!"
Once you've put the flowers in water, the two of you leave for the restaurant that he's booked a table at. It's the most effort one of your dates has gone to so far, which shows promise.
Dinner is pleasant, as is the walk back to your place. Thankfully, Wanda's made herself scarce by the time you return, which you greatly appreciate.
"Nice place you got here," Brock comments as the two of you sit close together on the couch, drinking wine. "You live alone?"
"I have a roommate, but she's out," You tell him. "So... we have the place to ourselves."
A smirk grows on his lips as he rests his arm on the back of the couch. "Is that right?"
"Mhm," You confirm with a sly grin.
"Well," Brock begins, leaning closer to you. "I guess we'll have to take advantage of that, won't we?"
You stop breathing when you see him glance down at your lips, and your stomach flips with nerves. "Wait," You whisper, moving back slightly. "I- I've never... done this before."
He places his hand on your knee. "Me neither, babe, but sometimes, you just know," He says gently. "There's nothing wrong with kissing on the first date."
"I don't mean just on a first date," You clarify with a wince. "I mean... ever."
Taken aback, he raises his brows before snorting. "Are you serious?"
His shitty reaction makes you feel worse. "Yeah," You mumble, looking down.
"You've never had sex?" He asks, to which you shake your head. "Have you ever done... anything? Ever been kissed?"
"No, Brock," You mutter, feeling small. "Nothing."
With wide eyes, he budges away from you. "Wow. Well, uh, I don't think this is gonna work out."
"What?" You ask, utterly shocked. "Why not?"
"I'm not trying bang a virgin," He says with a look of disdain as he stands up. "You'll get too attached and needy. I'm not doing that."
A shaky breath leaves your mouth as he walks to the door, not even glancing back at you before leaving and slamming the door shut behind him.
"What the fuck was that?" You whisper to yourself, still in disbelief. "Did that actually just happen?"
You spend the next few minutes pacing up and down the room, wondering if that's how every guy will react to finding out that you're a virgin. Should you not tell them? Should you pretend to be seasoned in the dance of sex, only to be embarrassed when it becomes glaringly obvious that you're entirely a virgin?
Part of you wants to call Wanda, but you don't want to intrude on her time with Sam. You also don't want to put a dampener on her evening, knowing she's probably have a good night with him. Instead, you slump down on your couch, wondering how life got to this point. Here you are, in New York City on a Friday night, alone. Your roommate's getting railed by the love of her life in his fancy penthouse, and your date just laughed at you before ditching you because of your virginity. This cannot run.
Sure, they're dickheads with no respect for women, but they seem to know how to throw a good rager.
With a sigh, you look through your phone, hoping social media will provide with some escapism - when you see Steve's Instagram story, though, you're reminded of his invite to Bucky's birthday party.
Fuck it. Let's go get drunk.
You show up to Steve and Bucky's place in blue mom jeans and a t-shirt, not in the mood to get any attention. All you want is alcohol and music loud enough to drown out the memory of Brock's words, and the frat house that is their place seems the perfect solution.
The second you enter the bustling house, you make a beeline to the kitchen in search of a drink. It's busier than you expected, and as you brush against arms and torsos, you wince. When you get to the island in the middle of the kitchen, you grab a half-empty bottle of vodka and a red solo cup before pouring yourself some.
Just as you take a shot, you feel a presence next to you. You turn to look at the intruder of your personal space, glaring up at the man. He smirks down at you, looking you up and down. "Hey, sugar tits," He says with a slight slur. "Wanna show me them?"
Grimacing, you regret not bringing a jacket as you turn to rush away from him. You make your way out into the garden, where people are smoking and singing along drunkenly to the music playing from someone's speaker.
"Newbie, you came?" You hear a familiar voice exclaim with excitement from behind you. Turning around, you see Bucky with a wide grin on his face with his arms outstretched. "No way! Hey!"
Sighing, you walk up to him. "Give me your shirt," You demand, pulling on the hem of his unbuttoned plaid shirt.
Slightly confused, he does as you say, taking it off and handing it to you. You quickly pull it on, enjoying the warmth and modesty it brings you.
"Happy birthday," You say lightly, digging into your back pocket before pulling out the small sandwich bag. "Here you go."
He raises a brow. "Is that a blunt?"
"Rolled by yours truly," You tell him proudly. "Cherish it. It's a rarity. And probably the best fuckin' joint you'll ever have."
Bucky takes it from your outstretched hand with a small smile. "Wanna come upstairs and smoke it with me?"
You narrow your eyes at his attempt to get you in his bedroom - but then you remember that he'll probably also be turned off when he finds out you're a virgin, anyway. "Uh, yeah, sure," You reply with a shrug.
Suddenly, Steve rushes over, grabbing Bucky's shoulder. "Y/N! You came?"
"I did," You confirm with a nod. "Nice party."
"We're about to go upstairs and smoke," Bucky informs him smugly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. "So, uh, see you around, Rog."
"You can come, too, Steve," You pipe up. Your logic is that, with both of them there, they're less likely to try to have sex with you, which means the topic of your virginity is less likely to come up.
His face lights up at your offer. "You know what? I think I will."
Ten minutes later, the three of you are sitting on Bucky's bed and rotating the blunt, letting the room fill up with smoke.
"I thought a big party was what I wanted for my 21st," Bucky says as he sits back against the headboard. "But, this? Right here with you two? This is a true celebration of life."
"That is so profound," You say while blowing out smoke, before handing the blunt to Steve. "With age, has come wisdom."
"Exactly," Bucky agrees. "People think they need to get drunk or suck a bunch of dick to have fun."
"When they could just get high, instead," You finish, pointing at him.
"Exactly!" He laughs. "Newbie, you really get me. I think you and are extremely alike."
Steve snorts at that before taking a long puff.
"I don't know about that," You say with a smirk. "I mean, you're a slut, and I'm not."
"I'm sure you are," Steve says soothingly, patting your back. "You gotta give yourself more credit than that, little twinkie."
"No, seriously," You press, the weed making you eager to open up to them despite every part of your brain telling you not to. "I'm a virgin."
"Okay, maybe compared to Bucky and I, you're an amateur," Steve comments with a shrug. "But that isn't a bad thing."
"No, Steven," You state bluntly, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to look you in the eyes. "I am a virgin. A complete, unkissed virgin."
The room fills with silence as they take in your words.
"Woah," Bucky mumbles with wide eyes.
"Really?" Steve asks you with a bewildered look.
"Okay, just get your laughs out and get it over with," You grumble, pulling Bucky's shirt tighter around you.
"There's nothing to laugh at, twinkie," Steve assures you. "It's just... a shock."
"I was not expecting that," Bucky admits while taking the blunt from Steve. "You don't seem like a virgin."
"What does that even- ugh, see? I hate being a fucking virgin!" You complain, throwing your head back in frustration. "All I want is to find someone who I can trust and who won't be weird about my virginity. I just wanna know how to... do things, you know? I wanna know how fuckboys think, and what the fuck they mean by their stupid words. I wanna be able to have sex with someone without it meaning anything, but I don't want them to be gross about it or give me a disease."
Bucky raises a brow before taking a puff. "You need a human dildo," He states while blowing out smoke.
"Exactly!" You exclaim.
"Well," Steve begins, sharing a look with Bucky. "How about two?"
You're taken aback by his proposition. "What?" You ask with a whisper.
"Think about it," Bucky says, crawling over to you with excitement in his eyes. "Steve and I are the biggest fuckboys you know. We can teach you everything you need to know about modern dating."
"And sex," Steve chimes in. "We can teach you everything about sex."
You let out a nervous laugh. "I don't know..."
"It'll all be at your pace, and we won't push you into anything," Bucky promises you. "You can trust us to take care of you."
"We'll look after you, twinkie," Steve vows, cupping your cheek in his hand. "You'll be safe with us."
Shivering at his touch, you frown. "And what's in it for you?"
Bucky slowly smirks, leaning forward to rest a hand on your knee. "We get to have fun with you," He answers. "No strings attached. We won't have to worry about clingy girls, or pesky feelings. It's a mutually beneficial agreement, newbie."
You take the blunt from him and swallow thickly. "You both need to get tested. Nothing happens until I see clean results," You state. "And no fucking anyone else while we're doing this. Did you know herpes has no cure, and you just have it forever?"
"Consider it done," Bucky says, trying to mask his excitement with nonchalance. "Anything else?"
"Anything," Steve repeats firmly, taking your hand in his. "Let us take care of you. We'll give you whatever you want."
"Literally anything you want," Bucky reiterates. "We have rich parents."
"All I want is what we said," You tell them earnestly. "Sex, and dating advice. And no STDs."
"Done," They both say at the same time.
"Alright, then," You utter with a nod. "I guess we're doing this."
"I guess we are," Steve says with a laugh.
"Fuck," Bucky mutters, a dazed look in his eyes. "Happy fucking birthday to me."
i'm gonna do something insane. i'm gonna commit to a schedule for this series - every tuesday, you'll get another part of the fuckboy committee. hopefully.
i no longer have a taglist, but if you follow @kinanabinksupdates and turn on notifications, you'll know when i post.
buy me a kofi <3
This was amazing!!! I absolutely loved it!!!
Edge of the Water Masterlist
Summary: The sea had been Bucky’s and Steve’s life, both content to swim from ocean to ocean, side by side. A part of them always felt as if they were missing something, but neither could tell what. One night they come across a woman, and it’s as if their pieces fell into place. Only she comes with her own baggage and past horrors. Neither Bucky or Steve are willing to live their life without her, but first, they have to figure out how to help her with her own.
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty- Four
Chapter Twenty- Five
Chapter Twenty- Six
Chapter Twenty- Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty- Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty- Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty- Five
Chapter Thirty- Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Epilogue
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Fanart:
Moodboard by @myjoonifiedheart (Whom I can’t tag)
Moodboards and Headers and more by @prettybubblesintheair
Empires
Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers X Reader Apocalypse AU
Summary: Humanity is dead. The world has ended and there are few survivors left. But the ones left have been divided into two groups: The Silencers and the Fighters. HYDRA, the new self-proclaimed government is taking over what’s left of the world. There are very few groups of people left to fight them. But they’re there. And they’re fighting.
Warnings: Language, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Angst, Fluff, Violence, Injuries, Love Triangle (Wink wonk)
Word Count: 1.5K
A/n: I have a playlist for this series that I might add to the Masterlist… I hope you guys like this. and if you don’t idc
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The world ended four years ago.
Four years ago, over half the population of the planet was wiped out by what scientists call ‘the snap’.
The snap was bound to happen at some point. But no one ever thought it would happen so soon.
Intense volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, hurricanes and tornados, and earthquakes that would level a city. Acid rains, intense windstorms, and of course, HYDRA.
HYDRA is a group of men and women determined to take control over what’s left of the world. They killed off the politicians that survived the snap, destroyed any evidence of them, and wrote a new rule book that survivors of the snap have to follow. And if you dare not follow the rules? You’ll be killed, or worse. HYDRA’s methods of persuasion are painful at best.
There are those who fight back, though. Small groups of people who’ve acquired weapons of their own and refuse to follow the rules set by HYDRA. People who fight tooth and nail to survive. They refuse to bow and refuse to die.
That’s where you find yourself. More or less.
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Good Kids, Bad Ideas
Summary: Bucky’s rivalry with Edward Rooney, a power hungry Coney Island ride operator, ramps up to a whole new level. During the dog days of summer, you and your boys are desperate to cool off. Pairing: Bucky x Reader, Eventual Stucky x Reader Warning(s): Cursing, Smut 18+, Kissing, Fingering, Oral (female receiving) Word Count: 3,856, he’s a long boi. sorry. Beta Reader: My darling honey bun, @supersoldiersruined-me Notes: This is my entry to @suz-123 1.5K writing challenge. Congrats darling! Rules was one of my first things and read and still a huge favorite to read. I’ll never forget my little freakout when you commented on She’s So High. You deserve all the followers and million’s more.
My prompt was “First of all, you can never go too far! Second of all, if I’m going to be caught, it’s not gonna be by a guy like that!” from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. I tried to sneak a couple other movie references in there too. ;) Looking up 40’s nsfw slang at work was super fun. Also, I’m pretty sure Coney Island never had love boats, but it sounded the most fun for plot. It’s an 80’s challenge…so naturally I wrote 40’s Stucky.
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This was very sexy but also so funny, you writing really is da bomb. I loved the caring Nat and Clint.
“Leave me here to rot” - “nah we need you for entertainment” This is friendship :D
Can you do a part three to the second tape thing, maybe where Steve and Bucky send YOU a video 💕 (Your writing is da 💣 btw)
in the same universe as this one and this one.
The hotel room in Phuket is sweltering. Your lips are aching and raw from the Gaeng Daeng that Natasha had brought you back from dinner. Spice level 10.
“You need to sweat all that alcohol out, sestra,” she had urged while stroking your wet brow.
You were still nursing a brutal hangover from the night before. You, Natasha and Clint had celebrated another victorious mission by getting stinking drunk on the beach. You’d carted around a bright pink plastic sand bucket filled with alcohol along with a handful of straws (TBD) that you had refused to share with anyone. The alcohol in question? Sangsom, Thai Redbull and Coke.
You had been wrapped around the toilet bowl since 11 am.
Apparently, Clint had had to cart you home over his shoulder as you told him, Nat and anyone who would listen how you were so desperately in love and how your big, beefy men loved you in return and how you couldn’t wait to have their super soldier babies.
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This was so beautiful. Firstly sad, then you had me giggling - we could all use more sassy Steve in our lives! And then it got so steamy and sexy and then it got sad again - IT WAS SO GOOD!!! Made me feel all the feels, thank you for sharing your talent <3
Sergeant*
Pairing: Steve x Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 3,000ish
Warnings: Smut. It’s smut. Please do not click the link if you aren’t old enough to read.
A/N: Not a new fic. Reposted due to Tumblr hating me and removing it. I hate that I lost all the comments from the old one, but here it is again for everyone who missed it. Also to anyone new to my blog, this follows Snapshots, my series of Stucky x reader oneshots that do not have to be read in succession. You can find the rest of them on my masterlist if you’re interested.
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Adding this to the list of things I didn’t know I needed and now don’t want to live without. The way you write, honestly, gives me chills. So fucking good.
so if you’re needing some vibes or inspiration for Freaky Friday, i have an idea....Stucky x Reader where Bucky goes Winter Soldier and Steve has to buffer between Bucky and the reader while they all fuck. i don’t think it’s ever been done before and i think you’d do it so well
“This is crazy,” Steve mutters.
“Banner said it would work,” you reply, fingers dancing along Steve’s forearm. Soothing. Petting.
“He looks harmless,” you add, voice softening. “Like a puppy.”
“A slightly unstable puppy,” Steve sighs as he glances over at Buck - well, kind of Buck.
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Oh my god the fluff <3 such happy boys, and don’t they deserve it.
What about Stucky X Reader where she only tells them that she’s pregnant after she gets hurt on one of their missions? Like, everyone’s fine but it was a close call and the guys are just like ????? but also ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️😭
Steve doesn’t understand why you look as if you’re going to be sick after you take a rough fall down the stairs.
You get punched in the face - punched hard and then your feet twist out behind you and you go rolling down a flight. Bounce. Smack. Thud.
Natasha is right there - helping you up, her face slightly blanched. It’s an extreme reaction.
You’re enhanced - you’ve been hit by things a lot bigger and badder and taken falls from greater heights.
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I just love how you write these two. So much. Also this was flaming hot.
Can you please write more Stucky x reader where reader’s pregnant? That melted my heart 😭😭😭
look at me. look at me. being so FLUFFY with pwp. Sequel to this one
You stretch lazily between them - hot and sticky with a pleasant ache between your thighs. The hum of the AC is on full blast and the sweat cools on your skin. Steve is pressed against your back. Bucky at your front. Your body held captive between two great masses of overheated flesh.
You’re floating - in between sleep and wakefulness. A fever dream of sorts that butters up the tense hitch of your muscles. The body at your left rolls away; Bucky leaving a cool gust of air in lieu of his body heat and you grumble. Steve shifts, tugging you up tight against his broad chest. He slides one hand over your swollen breast and then another over the slight bump in your belly. There is no urgency in the gesture - his calloused finger absently rolling your hard nipple.
It aches a bit - you’re too sensitive in all the vulnerable parts of your body. Cunt and breasts and ass. Being pregnant is a fucking chore and no one had ever warned you.
To be fair, there was no one in the compound who had been pregnant before other than Pepper and she probably took it like a champ. Probably gave birth to Morgan while taking a conference call.
Ugh - what a woman.
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Jealousy Party
SugarDaddy!CEO!Stucky x reader
Summary: The throuple goes to a charity party where the reader aims to make her boys jealous. After watching a man hit on her for a while, the boys drag the reader off to an empty office to remind her who she belongs to.
18+ MDNI!!
Word Count: 1,621
Warnings: Rough sex, Captain/Sergeant kink, Spanking, possessiveness and jealousy, Degrading names like: slut/whore, so much praise: Good girl, pretty girl, Doll, sweetheart, Dumbification, Light Choking, Unprotected P in V sex, Size difference/kink, Oral sex (M recieving), Double penetration
This is my first time writing smut! please be nice
Most of the parties you visit with your CEO boyfriends are long, boring and all about work, and future meetings. At least there is good-quality alcohol every time.
Bucky and Steve quickly got dragged off to mingle and talk to investors or whatever demanded their attention more than you. While you and your close friend/bodyguard Natasha sat at the bar. “Ugh- are they Still talking to that dumb blonde Nat?”
“Unfortunately yes, your boys don’t seem interested in talking to her. At least for this long” Natasha rolls her eyes while scanning the room, specifically your boys and some intern Sharon or whatever her name is “You want their attention? I have an idea”
Turning towards your red-haired friend you see the glimmer of mischief and grin “What kind of idea? It better be good Natty”
“The kind that gets you fucked so good, none of you even remember that intern over there” Natasha smugly smirks as she watches you think about her offer.
“I’m in, what’s the plan?” You reply and Natasha reaches over to adjust your dress, revealing more leg, and more cleavage. Making the red dress look even smaller and more scandalous. “Now, for the last part, see that man over there?” Natasha gestures over to a lone man standing by the bar. You don’t recognize him but he is quite attractive. “Go flirt with him, or make it look like you are. The boys will see and get so jealous”
“Natty- I don't think it’s a good idea! What if they get mad, or assume the worst?” You stutter, nervously wringing your hands together before Nat pats you on the back “Hey, you don’t have to. It’s just a suggestion babe”
Taking a deep breath you down your last shot and smile at Nat “I’m gonna do it- wish me luck” before casually walking over to the brunette, bearded stranger. Sliding into a stool beside him and ordering a margarita.
“Hello there gorgeous” The man turns to you “What brings you moving a few seats down?” You see his eyes slightly look you up and down, before returning to your face.
With a blush rising to your cheeks “Well- I saw you and thought I’d come to say hi” Seeing Natasha give you a thumbs up and nod towards Steve and Bucky, who when looking over you see them watching you and the mystery man closely. “I maybe also plan to make my boyfriends jealous… I understand if you want me to just go”
“Heh- jealousy hmm? Well, I’m Ari, what do you want me to do?” Smirking he rests a hand on your arm smiling down at you, his eyes never leaving your face.
“Well Ari, we can just sit here, talk and look like we are flirting, but no actual flirting okay?” you say as you smile up at him, internally smirking as you see Steve and Bucky grip their drinks and glare daggers at Ari.
“I can do that, just uh- don't let those two boyfriends of yours kill me?” Smiling sweetly he rubs your arm gently “They look awfully upset, I hope this was worth it pretty girl”
Glancing over to where your boyfriends stood- wait no they were no longer there. Where did they go? Feeling the body heat of two people you turn on the stool to see two very angry men. “Excuse us for a bit- we and our girlfriend need a moment” Steve grits out as he lightly tugs on your arm. “Come on sweetheart”
Turning to Ari you give him a smile and a thumbs up, as both boys flank your sides and guide you out of the party.
They say nothing as they walk down a hallway into an empty office, pushing you in and locking the door, before turning and looking down at you. “Hey, boys… I can explain-”
“That’s not necessary Doll, we know exactly what you were doing” Bucky cuts you off, both men slowly walking towards you, guiding you back towards the desk. “You are a jealous little slut, you just wanted our attention, are we correct?”
Bumping into the desk, you look up at them whimpering as you feel your panties soak up your arousal that’s so obvious you are sure they can smell it. “Y-yes Sergeant… you were talking to that blonde intern for too long- It was Nat’s idea I swear! Please don’t be mad” Blushing red at your own rambling, Your men just smirk.
“It’s okay pretty girl- we aren’t mad at you” Steve coos as he fiddles with the hem of your dress, before slowly pulling it up and turning you to bend over the desk. “But I think you need a reminder of who you belong to and that we belong to you Doll”
You feel a hand caress your hair, looking up you see Bucky in front of you with his thick veiny cock out, which makes your mouth water “So be a good girl and let us ruin your slutty body, then we will take you home and lavish you again. Sound good?”
Moaning at the thought you spread your legs for Steve, as he pulls your dress up to reveal your pantieless pussy. “Fuck- you really are a little whore? Huh, baby. Buck, she decided to not wear any panties”
Both men groan loudly, mockingly laughing as Steve slowly rubs your clit. “Such a pretty pussy, she must have missed us hmm? So needy baby” Whimpering and whining you rut your hips back onto his fingers “Please Captain! Mmm please fuck me make me cum! Sergeant please” pouting your lips as you look up at Bucky, as he smirks down at you rubbing his thumb across your bottom lip.
“You gonna be a good girl for us? Hmm? I wanna see you go dumb on our cocks. A helpless drooling mess for us and only us!” Bucky demands as he rubs his cock along your lips. Your mouth falling open, and tongue rolling out to lick against his red tip.
As Bucky’s cock slowly rubs against your tongue, you feel Steve prod and stretch open your pussy with his thick fingers. “Look at yea… so wet, all for your Captain and Sergeant” Deciding you are stretched open enough Steve pulls his fingers out, and offers them to Bucky who sucks your essence off of them with a moan, his eyes rolling back, exaggerating his movements for your and steve's pleasure.
You reach up and suck on the tip of Bucky’s cock, moaning at the salty taste of precum, while wiggling your hips back onto Steve’s hard cock. “Oh- good girl~ such a naughty little one we have huh Bucky” Steve rubs your ass and slowly thrusts his cock into you. His is thinner than Bucky’s but it is longer, letting him reach each part of your pussy with each thrust. “Take it- just like that! Mm good little whore”
Moaning as Steve begins to roughly thrust into you, his hips pounding against your ass with each thrust. His movements force you forward onto Bucky’s cock, making you gag lightly as Bucky holds your hair in a makeshift ponytail to control your movements.
With each thrust, and degrading yet praising comment from your boys, you feel drool drip out of your mouth onto the desk below, as your brain becomes hazy and light.
Yelping as you feel a harsh spank on your ass “Aww poor thing, going dumb on us? Hmm? Did you hear what I said, baby girl?” Steve mockingly pouts as he drapes his body over yours, hips still thrusting relentlessly “I said, do you want our cum? Hmm? Or are you too fucked to answer?”
You look up at Bucky with wide eyes as he pulls out of your mouth, and looks down at you expectantly, and even Steve slows down slightly “Please, Captain! Please, sergeant! Want your cum! Need it in me- on me!” pouting your lips as you look up at bucky and glancing over your shoulder at Steve, hoping they take pity on you.
“Good girl, We will give you it don’t worry. But we wanna see you cum first alright? Cum and I'll fill your mouth with my cum alright?” Bucky says as he rubs his precum on your lips, while Steve picks up his pace, hips thrusting into you and his hand reaching down to rub your clit with firm strokes.
It doesn't take long for the coil in your stomach to break and you moan loudly as you cum on Steve’s cock, eyes rolling back as you feel Steve’s hips stutter and still as he floods your pussy with his cum. “Good girl~ open up for your Sergeant now. Make him feel good doll” Steve mutters into your ear as he rides out his pleasure.
Dropping your mouth open for Bucky he thrusts into your mouth, letting you suck and slobber his cock. “Fuck- yes! Just like that doll- gonna make me cum!” With a loud groan, he cums in your mouth, slowly pulling out to see it dribble down your chin. He smugly smirks down at you as he tucks his cock back into his pants.
Steve rounds the desk, grabbing you by the throat to kiss you passionately, licking and sucking Bucky’s cum right out of your mouth. “Mm mm delicious~ my two favourite flavours”
Steve and Bucky help adjust your hair and dress, making you look presentable enough to walk out of the party. “Ready doll? When we get home, we will ruin you again… then we will lavish you with a hot bath and cuddles”
Smiling up at your boyfriends, you have never been happier - or hornier - than being around them.
Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed! <3
Oooh the suspense! I’m loving this ❤️❤️
Poor Y/N though, at least she has Bucky and Steve with her.
Ichor Part Two (Stucky x Kidnapped with Amnesia!Reader)
part one here
It took time to adjust to your new setting. You continued to squint at the bright fluorescent lighting, so much so that your nurse gave you sunglasses. Your doctor, Dr. Cho was it? she kept talking to you, but it all sounded like someone was talking through a haze of jello.
You felt your hearing come back slowly, and with the awakening out of your dissociative state, you quickly reached to take out the oxygen tube up your nose. Dr. Cho grabbed your hand gently, giving you a small smile whilst you stared at her in terror.
“It’s okay,” She promised. “Can you hear me?”
You blinked a few times and subtly nodded, enough so that Dr. Cho caught it.
“I’m glad,” She said. “That must’ve been really scary.” You said nothing in response. You’ve been taught too many times not to speak unless given permission.
Dr. Cho rubbed the back of your hand with her thumb as you both sat in silence.
“Do you want this off?” She spoke, pointing to your oxygen tube.
You just stared back blankly in response. Who knew what consequence would come from your answer?
“Do you know Leona? She told me you needed permission to speak. I need you to know those rules don’t apply here–you don’t have to listen to any nonsense like that. You can speak whenever, however you want, okay?”
You frowned at the mention of Leona talking about you. Was that any of her business? You realized after a moment that Dr. Cho was still waiting on a response from you. You avoided eye contact and looked at your lap, nodding.
“I’m going to ask you some routine questions, okay?”
You nodded once again.
During the examination, your eyes drew themselves to the door, where you could make out two large silhouettes on the other side. Had they been there the whole time?
Dr. Cho noticed this, and held your hand a little tighter. “Are you ready to see them?”
You looked at her in confusion, and she seemed to pick up on this, concern drawing itself all over her face. She took her hand from yours and feverishly started to write things down in her notebook.
“Do you know who I’m talking about?”
You struggled to shake your head negatively, but did it anyways.
She sighed. “Do you recognize me?”
You averted your gaze and shook your head negatively again. Dr. Cho let out a nervous exhale.
“I’ll be right back, I promise.” She firmly grabbed your hand while she spoke and let it go to exit the room.
As the door slid open you immediately made eye contact with the men behind the door, eyes bouncing from one man to the other back and forth. You nervously looked away, trying to block out the feelings that were bubbling in your chest. What was that? You went to look back, but the door had already been closed. It felt like you were going to throw up.
Seconds passed before the door opened again, and the two men stormed in against the wishes of Dr. Cho, who yelled, “Wait! Enough!!”
“Do you know who we are?” One of the men asked in a whisper, looking angry and defeated. He had shoulder length brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed like he was ready to go off into battle in a second.
The other man looked at you expectantly. He had dirty blonde hair that swept across his head in a clean style. His beard was full, and he also had blue eyes, but his were stormier. He was dressed in casual clothes, or clothes you noticed that you might wear for your training.
Dr. Cho chimed in. “He asked you a question, honey.”
You looked at her, then back at the first man, then back at her. You shook your head negatively.
“You don’t…” The blonde man looked scared, which you assumed wasn’t something he felt often. “You don’t remember us?”
You gulped and fiddled with the blanket over your lap. Your mind, in an attempt to save yourself from the intense emotions in the room, focused at the task at hand. You were in a new location–Dr. Cho had told you you were saved. All you knew was living in the laboratory, so what did saved really entail? You could get this emotion out in training. Leona would rip you a new one, beating you to the ground, but it would help you forget whatever was happening at this moment.
So, in an attempt to make things better, you spoke. “When’s training?”
You hadn’t noticed that you interrupted a conversation between the two men and Dr. Cho, you must’ve dissociated. Your voice broke the conversation in whole, silence enveloping the room.
“Training?” The brunet breathed out.
You nodded. Dr. Cho gave you a pitiful look.
“Leona told me about the training you’d have to do with each other, and so did Claire. You don’t have to do any of that here.” Dr. Cho said.
The two men gave each other a look, and the one walked off. Dr. Cho looked at him in alarm, and sped after him, yelling at him to leave her patients alone.
The brown haired man and you stayed in the room, and you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by his presence. How did you know him? You reminded yourself that Dr. Cho said you could speak, that you could say whatever you wanted, and you tried to gather the bravery to say something to him.
“I knew you.” You said to him, getting his angry expression to turn soft. “Before.”
He sat down in the chair next to you, letting out a heavy sigh. “You did.”
It stayed quiet for the next few minutes, and you desperately searched in your brain for something, anything, that would give you a hint as to who he was.
“What do they call you?” You asked. You knew you, Leona, and Claire all had your given name, and your laboratory name. 1, 2, and 3. You were 1, Leona was 2, and Claire was 3. Did it go this way outside of the laboratory? Did everyone have two names? You could feel in your bones that being called a number wasn’t correct.
The man tilted his head in confusion. “My name’s Bucky.”
“Bucky.” You repeated.
He nodded. “Do you know your name?”
This was a trick question. It had to be. You sat there, debating what to say for a second or two. Bucky didn’t seem like the guy to be asking trick questions. But you’d heard Do you know your name? too many times before disaster. You knew the other girls likely felt the same way.
Bucky didn’t seem patient. “Do you?”
You let out an exhale, you supposed it was time to test the legitimacy of being saved after all. “Yes.”
And so you told him your name, no number, just your pure name.
Bucky relaxed, and he sat back in his seat, refusing to take his eyes off of you.
-
Steve sped as fast as he could to Leona’s room. When the door didn’t slide open at his palm, he debated slamming the door open himself.
Dr. Cho moved in front of Steve, catching her breath from running so fast.
“Steve,” she said. “I won’t let you harass her.”
He shot Dr. Cho daggers. “You knew that she knows what happened to my girlfriend and you decided to keep it from me? I’ll ask her myself.”
“I refuse to let you in there, Steve.” She stood her ground, and just when Steve was about to argue further, Leona’s door opened, her angrily behind it.
She had a stupid smirk on her face, though her eyes were filled with rage. “Talking about me? You know, you could’ve just knocked.”
Steve gave Dr. Cho a glare and followed Leona into her room.
“Leona,” Dr. Cho said. “You don’t have to have visitors if you don’t want to.”
Leona scoffed, shakily getting back into her bed. “He wants to know about number 1, who am I to deny such knowledge?”
“Number 1?” Steve questioned, folding his arms across his chest.
Leona rolled her eyes. “Your precious girl. That was her name, y’know, back in the lab.”
Before Steve could question further, Leona turned to Dr. Cho. “You can leave us, I can handle it.”
Dr. Cho reluctantly left the room, though Steve could see her silhouette waiting in the hallway.
Leona leaned back into her pillows, reaching for her IV to plug it back in to the tube in her arm. She sighed in relief.
“Number 1 always gets special treatment, even here. I bet they have her on the good stuff, not this crap.” She pointed to the fluid bag.
“Don’t call her that.” Steve demanded.
Leona seemed to find joy in Steve’s fury. “We all have numbers, she’s number 1, I’m number 2, and you heard number 3 whining on the jet.”
“What do you want to know?” She baited before Steve could argue further about the numbers.
Steve lifted his chin, attempting to be as strong as he could in his stance. “What do you know about what happened to her?”
Oooh the suspense! I’m loving this ❤️❤️
Poor Y/N though, at least she has Bucky and Steve with her.
Ichor Part Two (Stucky x Kidnapped with Amnesia!Reader)
part one here
It took time to adjust to your new setting. You continued to squint at the bright fluorescent lighting, so much so that your nurse gave you sunglasses. Your doctor, Dr. Cho was it? she kept talking to you, but it all sounded like someone was talking through a haze of jello.
You felt your hearing come back slowly, and with the awakening out of your dissociative state, you quickly reached to take out the oxygen tube up your nose. Dr. Cho grabbed your hand gently, giving you a small smile whilst you stared at her in terror.
“It’s okay,” She promised. “Can you hear me?”
You blinked a few times and subtly nodded, enough so that Dr. Cho caught it.
“I’m glad,” She said. “That must’ve been really scary.” You said nothing in response. You’ve been taught too many times not to speak unless given permission.
Dr. Cho rubbed the back of your hand with her thumb as you both sat in silence.
“Do you want this off?” She spoke, pointing to your oxygen tube.
You just stared back blankly in response. Who knew what consequence would come from your answer?
“Do you know Leona? She told me you needed permission to speak. I need you to know those rules don’t apply here–you don’t have to listen to any nonsense like that. You can speak whenever, however you want, okay?”
You frowned at the mention of Leona talking about you. Was that any of her business? You realized after a moment that Dr. Cho was still waiting on a response from you. You avoided eye contact and looked at your lap, nodding.
“I’m going to ask you some routine questions, okay?”
You nodded once again.
During the examination, your eyes drew themselves to the door, where you could make out two large silhouettes on the other side. Had they been there the whole time?
Dr. Cho noticed this, and held your hand a little tighter. “Are you ready to see them?”
You looked at her in confusion, and she seemed to pick up on this, concern drawing itself all over her face. She took her hand from yours and feverishly started to write things down in her notebook.
“Do you know who I’m talking about?”
You struggled to shake your head negatively, but did it anyways.
She sighed. “Do you recognize me?”
You averted your gaze and shook your head negatively again. Dr. Cho let out a nervous exhale.
“I’ll be right back, I promise.” She firmly grabbed your hand while she spoke and let it go to exit the room.
As the door slid open you immediately made eye contact with the men behind the door, eyes bouncing from one man to the other back and forth. You nervously looked away, trying to block out the feelings that were bubbling in your chest. What was that? You went to look back, but the door had already been closed. It felt like you were going to throw up.
Seconds passed before the door opened again, and the two men stormed in against the wishes of Dr. Cho, who yelled, “Wait! Enough!!”
“Do you know who we are?” One of the men asked in a whisper, looking angry and defeated. He had shoulder length brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed like he was ready to go off into battle in a second.
The other man looked at you expectantly. He had dirty blonde hair that swept across his head in a clean style. His beard was full, and he also had blue eyes, but his were stormier. He was dressed in casual clothes, or clothes you noticed that you might wear for your training.
Dr. Cho chimed in. “He asked you a question, honey.”
You looked at her, then back at the first man, then back at her. You shook your head negatively.
“You don’t…” The blonde man looked scared, which you assumed wasn’t something he felt often. “You don’t remember us?”
You gulped and fiddled with the blanket over your lap. Your mind, in an attempt to save yourself from the intense emotions in the room, focused at the task at hand. You were in a new location–Dr. Cho had told you you were saved. All you knew was living in the laboratory, so what did saved really entail? You could get this emotion out in training. Leona would rip you a new one, beating you to the ground, but it would help you forget whatever was happening at this moment.
So, in an attempt to make things better, you spoke. “When’s training?”
You hadn’t noticed that you interrupted a conversation between the two men and Dr. Cho, you must’ve dissociated. Your voice broke the conversation in whole, silence enveloping the room.
“Training?” The brunet breathed out.
You nodded. Dr. Cho gave you a pitiful look.
“Leona told me about the training you’d have to do with each other, and so did Claire. You don’t have to do any of that here.” Dr. Cho said.
The two men gave each other a look, and the one walked off. Dr. Cho looked at him in alarm, and sped after him, yelling at him to leave her patients alone.
The brown haired man and you stayed in the room, and you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by his presence. How did you know him? You reminded yourself that Dr. Cho said you could speak, that you could say whatever you wanted, and you tried to gather the bravery to say something to him.
“I knew you.” You said to him, getting his angry expression to turn soft. “Before.”
He sat down in the chair next to you, letting out a heavy sigh. “You did.”
It stayed quiet for the next few minutes, and you desperately searched in your brain for something, anything, that would give you a hint as to who he was.
“What do they call you?” You asked. You knew you, Leona, and Claire all had your given name, and your laboratory name. 1, 2, and 3. You were 1, Leona was 2, and Claire was 3. Did it go this way outside of the laboratory? Did everyone have two names? You could feel in your bones that being called a number wasn’t correct.
The man tilted his head in confusion. “My name’s Bucky.”
“Bucky.” You repeated.
He nodded. “Do you know your name?”
This was a trick question. It had to be. You sat there, debating what to say for a second or two. Bucky didn’t seem like the guy to be asking trick questions. But you’d heard Do you know your name? too many times before disaster. You knew the other girls likely felt the same way.
Bucky didn’t seem patient. “Do you?”
You let out an exhale, you supposed it was time to test the legitimacy of being saved after all. “Yes.”
And so you told him your name, no number, just your pure name.
Bucky relaxed, and he sat back in his seat, refusing to take his eyes off of you.
-
Steve sped as fast as he could to Leona’s room. When the door didn’t slide open at his palm, he debated slamming the door open himself.
Dr. Cho moved in front of Steve, catching her breath from running so fast.
“Steve,” she said. “I won’t let you harass her.”
He shot Dr. Cho daggers. “You knew that she knows what happened to my girlfriend and you decided to keep it from me? I’ll ask her myself.”
“I refuse to let you in there, Steve.” She stood her ground, and just when Steve was about to argue further, Leona’s door opened, her angrily behind it.
She had a stupid smirk on her face, though her eyes were filled with rage. “Talking about me? You know, you could’ve just knocked.”
Steve gave Dr. Cho a glare and followed Leona into her room.
“Leona,” Dr. Cho said. “You don’t have to have visitors if you don’t want to.”
Leona scoffed, shakily getting back into her bed. “He wants to know about number 1, who am I to deny such knowledge?”
“Number 1?” Steve questioned, folding his arms across his chest.
Leona rolled her eyes. “Your precious girl. That was her name, y’know, back in the lab.”
Before Steve could question further, Leona turned to Dr. Cho. “You can leave us, I can handle it.”
Dr. Cho reluctantly left the room, though Steve could see her silhouette waiting in the hallway.
Leona leaned back into her pillows, reaching for her IV to plug it back in to the tube in her arm. She sighed in relief.
“Number 1 always gets special treatment, even here. I bet they have her on the good stuff, not this crap.” She pointed to the fluid bag.
“Don’t call her that.” Steve demanded.
Leona seemed to find joy in Steve’s fury. “We all have numbers, she’s number 1, I’m number 2, and you heard number 3 whining on the jet.”
“What do you want to know?” She baited before Steve could argue further about the numbers.
Steve lifted his chin, attempting to be as strong as he could in his stance. “What do you know about what happened to her?”
This is so good! Poor Steve and Bucky thinking they wouldn’t find their soulmate!
I’m an absolute sucker for soulmate au’s ❤️❤️
You've Been Here All Along?! Soulmate AU (Stucky x Avenger!Reader)
in response to @mrs-rogers-barnes-writes:
"How about a Stucky x Reader where they meet their soulmate? They think she's back in the 40s only to find her sitting having breakfast with Nat and Clint one day."
a/n: i really liked this prompt. :3 if u have a prompt idea, send it in my ask box !
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Steve and Bucky had come to terms with a sad fact for a long time. They had each other, and yes, they were soulmates, but the mark on their arm indicated there was clearly another in the solution. They knew the likely scenario: there was some poor soul, wandering around in the 1940s, looking for two soulmates they’d never meet.
They were happy together, but in a world where you need your soulmate, they felt a huge piece of their life was missing.
That was until there was a new recruit at the Avengers compound.
They’d been on a mission, coming back to the compound just to give report. When Bucky complained about being hungry, Steve dragged him to the communal kitchen.
There, you sat, with Clint and Natasha, going over how training went. You were wearing your usual workout outfit–a sports bra and leggings.
Bucky noticed you almost instantly, your hair cascading down from a loose ponytail and your smile wide as you joked about with Clint and Natasha. He almost didn’t notice, in fact he was so struck by your appearance that he probably wouldn’t have noticed if it weren’t for Steve pointing it out.
“Buck-” he sounded breathless. “She has our mark.”
At the sound of noise the conversation between you, Natasha, and Clint stopped. You turned your attention to the two men and smiled wide.
“Hi!” You interrupted the silence. “I’m the new recruit.”
You got up to shake their hands but the two men just stood in awe.
At their lack of response, you turned around to give Clint and Natasha wide eyes, but they had knowing smiles that almost pissed you off. What was going on?
“I’m sorry-” Steve said. “It’s just, that mark.”
He pointed at your shoulder and you sighed, having lost hope a while ago you’d ever find your soulmates. “What about it?”
Bucky lifted his sleeve, and Steve did as well.
You raised your hands to your mouth to cover the gasp that escaped your mouth.
“Yay!! Happy ending!” Clint announced, and Natasha gave him a rough shove.
Before any of you (besides Natasha) could acknowledge Clint, Steve and Bucky had you enveloped in a large hug, picking you up off the ground as you spun around.
“We never thought we’d find you.” Steve admitted when they put you down.
He gently caressed your face as Bucky kissed your hand.
“I’m here.” You whispered in shock.
The three of you drove home together, immediately ready to have a date night in and share everything about one another. As Steve drove the car, Bucky sat with you in the back seat, an arm around your shoulder as he played with your hair lightly.
You had no idea having soulmates could be this great.
i'm trying to find a story where steve was in love with bucky's wife, bucky knows this and kind of "invites" steve to have some time with her too. someone help me
It’s not often that I want Steve and Bucky to suffer, but in this case, PLEASE MAKE THEM SUFFER!!! Sleeping around with other women? and a new recruit at that? THE AUDACITY!!! 🤬 I seriously can’t wait for chapter 2! Great job!!! This is one of the most exciting fics I’ve read in a while. ❤️ Please add me to the tag list!
Bang Bang (he shot me down) (1)
Pairing: August Walker x Reader, Stucky x Reader
Words: 3.6K
Summary: Destroyed by your break up with Steve and Bucky, you swear that you won’t get your heart broken again. August Walker joins the team and makes you throw a lot of principles out the window.
Warnings: Smut (more so Dirty Talk). Jealousy. You will NOT like Steve/Bucky in this chapter, but I promise I will go into depth about why they left you (spoiler: they’re dumb). Lots of self-hatred. Angst. Natasha being a genuine PIC and scheming. Some violence. Heartbreak. Bad language.
A/N: Alright let’s GO. Hope you guys enjoy this because the plot bunny has sunk its claws into my brain. If you’d like to be tagged, please send me an ask.
There are a few promises that you keep to yourself implicitly:
You will never wear Birkenstocks regardless of how comfortable they are.
You will never watch The Bachelor.
You will always have three weapons on you at all times. (makeshift counts)
You will never allow another man to break your heart.
Two men doing it at the same time had been enough.
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“I know, Steve. I know all of the excuses you made to make what you did make any sense at all. It doesn’t, and you’ll just have to live with that.” YESSS GO OFF NAT!!! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 I love that she gave it straight to Steve and Bucky. But I also hope we get more out of Bucky in the next chapter? On the other hand, can I say how much I adore your version of August? So dark, so sexy, and immediately protective of reader! He sees that they have a lot in common, and I’m so interested to read their backstory in future chapters. This is really one of the most exciting fics out there right now! 🥰
Bang Bang (he shot me down) (2)
Pairing: August Walker x Reader, Stucky x Reader
Words: 5.7K
Summary: Destroyed by your break up with Steve and Bucky, you swear that you won’t get your heart broken again. August Walker joins the team and makes you throw a lot of principles out the window.
Warnings: Smut (masturbation). Jealousy. Self-hatred. Violence. Angst. Natasha scheming and ruining men’s lives. Heartbreak. Bad language. Torture.
A/N: I have no idea how this turned out - wracked my brain and basically spilled this shit on the page so hopefully it works. I will try and add tags tonight but im also tired as fuck so maybe I will tomorrow. If you want the first part, go to my page. I’ll make a masterlist at some point.
August Walker finds beauty in chaos.
Perhaps that is why he is attracted to broken things – enjoys jigsaw puzzles and decoding, and people laced with excruciating sadness.
He likes suffering.
Baptism by fire, darling. Peace at the end of it.
But what does August know of peace? Nothing. That particular blessing has eluded him for years when he has done nothing, but give, give, give…
He remembers therapy - forced into it by the CIA after the incident. He had told Dr. Nichols - who he had later fucked because he simply could - that there was no one who knew him - no one who knew anything about him.
“I am two different people,” he had revealed as she digested the firm lines of his legs, the flex of his forearm. “Maybe more. Maybe whatever fits the scene I need to play.”
“And does that make you sad?”
“No,” he had smiled - baring his teeth as she panted for him. “It makes me feel nothing at all.”
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‘Tis the damn season
Stucky x Reader
Run-through: What you, Steve and Bucky have, started out as a purely transactional relationship - powerful businessmen who needed a little fun and someone to spend their money on. But now after a while, it turned into so much more. The guys noticed that too, and they decided to do something about it and bring it up while all three of you are spending the holidays in a cabin up on the top of an icy mountain
Themes: smut, fluff, threesome
a/n: hi my little sinners!! also i’m drunk, merry christmas
A sudden, heavy warmth woke you up.
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At Last
Stucky x reader
Summary: After a really long mission, Y/N decided to surprise her boys with a treat.
WARNING: ❗️SMUT; oral ( m and f receiving), anal, bondage, ETC.
IT HAD BEEN ALMOST A MONTH SINCE Y/N had been touched. It was aggravating and sexually frustrating as she would spend countless nights in bed alone.
She understood that her boyfriends had their missions, they were Captain America and the Winter Soldier, she knew what they had to do. She also knew that there would be times that they would be gone.
But recently it was mission, after mission, after mission, and she could tell the boys were so tired. They way they walked in and barely could keep their eyes open until they landed on the bed with a thud and sleep. she didn’t want them to feel bad and she decided to take it into her own hands.
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