counting with the boys

— Jennifer Niven, All The Bright Places

ENDLESS GIFS OF: HOPE MIKAELSON ♡ Legacies  →1x14

— Noor Shirazie

To You.

Alpha! Bucky x Omega! Reader Oneshot.

Run-through: You find your mate in the middle of a battlefield. And now you have no one else to turn to but him, after the gruesome disappearance of your pack. The path to happiness again is hard, but it’s always the darkest before the dawn, isn’t it?

Themes: A/B/O Dynamics, smut, fluff, alpha! Bucky.

a/n: This was requested by my lovely @unlikelycandylove​ , I hope you like this, love! Also, this is my first abo dynamic fic, I truly apologize if certain things aren’t accurate.

Don’t forget to tell me what you think about it all!

Displaced. Alienated. Out of place is how you felt.

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“Harley is like a magpie — if it’s shiny, she’s going to like it. So there’s a lot of shiny looks and fun things and candy necklaces and sequins and this and that. Harley’s look was like a sensory overload, which I think is appealing.” — Margot Robbie on Harley Quinn’s outfits in Birds Of Prey (2020)

Nest (F!R Smut)

Title: Nest Square Filled: Oral Sex Ship: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Breeding kink, vaginal sex, smut, fluff, A/B/O, pregnancy kink.  Summary: When you reach the end of your pregnancy, Steve take a few days off to spend with you.  Word Count: 1.1k words

You raised your head the exact moment you smelt Steve entering the room you shared and smiled openly at the sight of your mate.

“Alpha,” you yawned.

“How is my pretty Omega feeling?” he questioned, kneeling on your bed before laying by your side.

“Tired,” you looked at him.

Steve chuckled, laying a kiss on your lips before moving himself to between your legs, caressing your larger-than-ever stomach.

“What about this little Pup?” he pushed your shirt up to expose it to him and your son almost twisted inside you.

“Ouch,” you complained, straightening your back. “He’s happy you’re back.”

Steve kissed your shiny skin softly. Your boy proved he would be just like his dad really early into your pregnancy: big and strong. Sometimes, too big and too strong.

“Come on, James,” he whispered to him. “Give your mummy some rest, you’ve grown so much there’s not much space there already. It can be really uncomfortable for her.”

“I feel like I might explode,” you confessed. “You need to put him to sleep a bit.”

Steve didn’t answer. At least, he didn’t answer to you. Instead, you heard as he to sing softly to your baby, knowing that it would put him to rest.

When the song was over and your child calm, Steve climbed the way up to kiss you, holding your waist gently with one hand and squeezing you tightly with the other.

“Seeing you like this…” he breathed on your neck. “All big, filled with my pup…”

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Do you want to have an Alpha?

Summary: When you confess to Bucky that you’ve never been with an Alpha, e offers to show you what it feels like.  Pairing: Alpha!Bucky x Beta!Reader Word counting: 1.7k words Warnings: Dirty talking. Shameless smut. Porn with little plot. Gif is from Google. (But I wish this man was mine). Benny version

You sipped your beer besides Bucky, both of you spread on his couch. You were a sort of hero just like him and was very good friends with him.

Bucky was an Alpha. Actually, most of the Avengers were Alphas or Betas, only Wanda was an Omega, not that it changed much of her status to them. You were a Beta.

“I’m surprised you manage not to kill each other when you’re close to your rut.” You chuckled to yourself.

“We manage.” He chuckled. “You know… when an Alpha needs it, an Alpha needs it but you know that from experience already, especially in sex, I bet. We all understand that and try to help.”

You shook your head, the alcohol making your head a bit lighter.

“Well, not from such a personal experience. I mean, with the sex thing.”

Bucky frowned, holding your calf before you could move.

“What do you mean?” He questioned. “You’ve never had sex?”

You rolled your eyes.

“I did.” You corrected him. “With Betas and Omegas. I’ve never had an Alpha.”

Bucky was surprised.

“You can’t be serious.” He sat straight. “Never?”

“Ever.”

He stood in silence, his face impossible to describe, and you reached out for another beer. Before you could, though, he held your hip.

“What?” You frowned.

Bucky licked his lips, staring like you like you were a prey.

“Do you want to?” He questioned.

Your breath got caught in your throat, and you stared at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to have an Alpha?” He kept looking at you, his blue eyes deep and hungry. “You know… You only live once.”

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This is the Baby Money Yoda, reblog in the next 60 seconds of seeing this to receive a blessing from our green bean prince.

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We protect those who cannot protect themselves. (requested by @jackmans)

Ask me if I dreamed of being a trainer, Mr. McQueen. Go ahead. Ask me if I got up in the dark to run laps before school every day. Ask me if I saved every penny to buy a ticket to the races when they came to town.

1. Kissing

Word Count: 462. A/N: Sorry for how bad this is, but I’m not as good at this as the other writers. Love y'all. Written by @persephone-is-here-omg

“I’m just constantly in the cusp of trying to kiss you, but I don’t know if you feel the same as I do” Do I wanna know - Arctic Monkeys

Bucky had lost count of how many times he had been just about to give in and kiss you. You were 95% sure that everyone in the briefing room could notice the way you were eye fucking each other. Is, almost, like being on a hypnotic trance: Staring at each other in the most obvious way, but daring to do nothing about it. That is until the briefing room is empty, save for the two of you, and when you get up to exit the room you hear Bucky calling your name, voice low and deep in typical Bucky fashion. You make your way to where he is sitting, legs spread like he’s inviting you between them, and you stand in front of him, then hop on the table your legs slightly parted too. “Bucky” You smirk at him and he stands from the chair, taking two steps and standing in front of you, so close that you can smell him, soap and deliciously expensive cologne (one of the few things he indulges in) “So how long are we going to keep doing this?” He doesn’t answer. Instead, Bucky ghosts his lips over yours, barely touching them and when he pulls away you chase him with your lips, earning a low chuckle. Then he does it again, ghosts his lips over yours but you’re ready this time and before he has time to pull away you throw your arms around his neck and brush your lips over his. You hesitate at first, taking it slow. Soft lips over his slightly chapped ones, but when he kisses back you find yourself unable to stop, not that you would want to. You graze your teeth over his bottom lip and Bucky growls lowly, hands gripping your waist and one of his muscular thighs nudging your legs apart so he can stand between them. This kiss is more urgent and Bucky licks your lower lip, then slips his tongue in your mouth. You were right, he was a good kisser, even more so he seemed to really enjoy kissing. “Fuck… Doll, I’d kiss you all day” you arch your back in response to his words, and kiss him again, this time there’s no hesitation, you dive head first into the kiss and are vaguely aware of your leg hooking around his waist and your hands fisting his Henley. His left hand, cold and smooth, cradles the side of your neck and you kiss harder, lips moulding to his. “Then do it” you say when you pull away, breathless and wanting more of him.

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