♡ Pairing: The Winter Soldier Fem!Reader/Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

♡ Series Summary: Just hours after the events in DC, you find The Winter Soldier unconscious, leaning against a gravestone in a cemetery near your home. Being sheltered you don't recognize who he is, and you care for him.

♡ Series Warnings: dark themes, heavy angst, fluff, vomiting, imprisonment, physical/emotional abuse, injuries, death, PTSD, hallucinations, self hate, murder, scars, violence, language

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | SERIES 18+

Twin Moons - Masterlist

Pairing: Din Djarin x Force Sensitive f!reader

Rating: Mature. This blog is 18+ due to graphic violence and sexual situations.

Series Summary:

“Please,” you say with white eyes while you look at him through your lashes. All that was looking back was a black T.

“Don’t go.” You plead.

“You left. You left me.” He says with a certain bite that registers in the back of your throat and shoots down to create a pit in your stomach.

“I didn't know you were looking for me. In your dreams, you were looking for me.” you say while your head hangs and you drop his reluctant hands.

“I’m always looking for you.”

The Prologue

Chapter One: The Fall

Chapter Two: The Chase

“How Old Are You?”

“Four Days Later” Part two up by 07/01/22

Warnings: Spoilers for TUA S3

Five Hargreeves x Reader

Word Count: 1,243 (give or take)

“Hey”

Five looked up from his coffee to the girl who had just slid her upper body to rest onto the counter. Her short hair falling as she looked up at him. “Hello” was all Five said but straightened his composure and gave her a smile.

The universe has just been reset. His problems had been solved. He wasn’t about to start off one of his first interactions by being an asshole.

“How old are you?” She asked, squinting her eyes at him a bit as if she could figure it out if she scanned his face more.

Here we go.

“Why do you care?” He replied after a sigh.

“Kind of need to know your age before I can tell you” she continued, sitting up a bit. “Are you at least over 18?”

He paused for a second and thought, while taking her appearance in. Her hair was at least two colors, as far as he could tell. She was tan and wearing ripped black jeans, white tank top, and jeans jacket.

He’d noticed his body had seemed to start aging a bit more over the past three weeks. One of the only positive things to keep him going. It seemed he was at about 18 and he wasn’t about to claim to be younger.

“Yes. I am”

“Great.” She smiled and pushed some of her hair behind her ear. “Well now I won’t be embarrassed that I tried to flirt with an underaged kid”

He perked up at that.

“Go on” he smiled and turned himself in the stool to face her. A small smile trying to spill out as he took another sip of coffee. “Not sure what more I have to say. I notice you in your cute suit when you came in and thought you were interesting, but couldn’t figure out if you were of age.” She explained after giving a shrug. Then leaned in closer to him and continued in a low voice, “my friend bet me $10 and the bill if you were older so I’m feeling pretty lucky”

He chuckled at that which caused her to smile a bit. “Well congratulations” he smiled and patted her hand, leaving his nearby when he placed it back on the counter. He was enjoying his first somewhat romantic interaction with a real woman in a while, and he wasn’t going to let her think otherwise. “Does your friend know about your flirtatious plans with me?” Five asked, quickly noticing the simple hoops and necklace she wore.

“Well me saying you seemed cute was what struck up the conversation, and while they did tease me about doing it they aren’t fully aware of it, no” she answered, keeping eye contact that made something in the pit of his stomach churn. She was very attractive, and admittedly looked nothing like Dolores which was new. “Is that because you were afraid of the possibility you’d be flirting with a high schooler?” Five asked as he finished his coffee. She laughed at that and shook her head a bit before replying, “Yes. Would not like to have that moment drawn out anymore that needed to”

“(Y/N) we need to go soon. Who’s paying?” Someone called over from a table causing the woman infront of Five to look over. He couldn’t help but look her over a bit better before he looked at the table. “You are” she smiled back, watching the friend roll their eyes and groan in defeat as the waitress approached with the bill. “Well, looks like I’m going to have to be going soon” she said as she turned to Five, “are you seeing anyone?”

“Not at all” he smiled

“Mind if I give you my number?”

“I’d love nothing more”

“Great” she but her lip and grabbed a piece of paper and pen from her pocket. Five watched her write her number and what looked like a small note on it, chuckling when he leaned over to get a look and she moved her body to cover it up.

“Is that going to be it for you?” The waitress asked, pointing to Fives coffee. “Oh, uh, yes thank you” he nodded and pushed it closer to her. It then hit Five that he had no way of paying for it, and the waitress seemed to know it as she walked off eyeing him.

“What’s wrong?” (Y/N) asked, folding up the paper. “Just realized I have no money to pay for this” he sighed quietly, watching out for an employee. “How much is your tab?” “Just this coffee. Probably five dollars with a little tip. Maybe I can find some…” he mumbled the end to himself as he looked around. The sound of (Y/N) rummaging through her pockets followed by her smacking something onto the counter rang through his ears, the latter startling him a bit. “Here. On me” she smiled and slid a $5 bill to him. “You just helped me win a free meal and $10 so I guess it’s the least I could do” she teased at the end, rolling her eyes playfully.

“Thank you (Y/N)” Five hummed, his eyes focusing on her smile for a second until he noticed her bite her lip. He felt another churn in his stomach and met her eyes again, receiving a cocked eyebrow from her. “I’ll pay you back” he added and before she could say it was fine he continued “on our first date”. He let out a cocky smile when she notice her blush lightly and bite her lip again as a small smile spilled from them. “Well alright then…” she trailed off, suddenly realizing she hadn’t gotten his name yet and Five froze for a second. This was a new universe apparently and he could start over. Maybe a new name that drew less questions, but he hadn’t exactly had time to think of a new one.

“I’m Five” he said holding his hand out for her to shake. Her eyebrows creased in confusion and her head tilted to the side a bit as her hand went to shake his. “That’s a cool and different name” she nodded, going silent when Five took her hand and kissed her knuckles gently. “Well aren’t you cute” she hummed teasingly causing Five to chuckle. “Why thank you, you’re quite beautiful yourself” he offered back and gently let her hand go.

“(Y/N)! We got to go” her friend called from the table again. “Okay I’m coming” she said slightly annoyed as she glanced back at them. “Guess I should let you go before your friends get upset with you” Five took the piece of paper and put it in his pocket for when he’s be able to get a phone to call you with. “Yeah” (Y/N) sighed, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. Five took the $5 bill and slid it to her waitress, mumbling a “keep the change”. “Well good bye (Y/N).” He smiled, taking her hand and kissing it again. “Bye Five. Looking forward to hearing from you” she smiled.

Giving each other a quick nod she turned and walked back to her friends. Five watching her the whole time, catching her every time she would glance over. Then right before the group exited she gave him a wave which he returned and then watched her disappear into the night.

Fuck he needed to get a phone, and fast.

boyfriend!steve 

Top girl

Blue has taken a liking to you. Little did you know it would turn into an obsession.

Blue Jones x shy! reader smut.

Word count: 13k

Viewers beware you’re in for a scare with: heavy angst, heavy smut, rough smut, coercion, sexual assault, dark themes, mentions of prostitution, cockwarming, degrading, a bit of exhibition, spanking, language & explicit themes, abuse of power, thigh riding, doggy, hitting, talk of abuse, kinda fluffy, innocence kink, threats, unprotected sex, cuninglingus, praising, alcohol, stuff being broken, yelling, smoking, masochism, collars, clothed grinding, groping, masturbation, use of dildo, orgasm control, mutual masturbation.

A/n: I am 1000% not sorry for this filthy thing. My baby, easily my favorite fic of mine. You’re called mouse a lot in this fyi. Also Ezra from Prospect is in this. Can be an au?

— Xenon Lights | B.Barnes

chapter two: the one with the nirvana tee.

— "use me, kiss me, make me yours".

"Steve" you hiss through your teeth as you peek around the corner to make sure the campus security guard, Charles, is still distracted by his usual stop at the food cart.

No answer.

You move your hand across the gravel to collect some rocks and toss them in your hand. "Steve open the fucking window!" you whisper yell, launching the stones at the glass.

Your blond-haired brother finally slides his window open and looks down at you. "Again?" he mouths, unable to believe that you ran out of clean laundry again.

"Yes again. Now help me up before Charles makes another round trip!".

Ahhhh I love this

sugar pie, honey bunch

“Let’s talk about fear,” he says as his eyes slide all over her. “Let’s talk about your lack of it.”

Because that’s why he likes her. She isn’t responding how any of the other girls did. She didn’t cry. She didn’t curse him. She simply ducked her head as she stretched her feet out - wiggling her toes. Spreading out on that flat mattress. The chain around her had seemingly not been worthy of her attention.

He knew she would be different. He’d known it the second he saw her.

I love this so much ahhhh❤️❤️❤️

Words to replace said, except this actually helps

I got pretty fed up with looking for words to replace said because they weren’t sorted in a way I could easily use/find them for the right time. So I did some myself.

IN RESPONSE TO Acknowledged Answered Protested

INPUT/JOIN CONVERSATION/ASK Added Implored Inquired Insisted Proposed Queried Questioned Recommended Testified

GUILTY/RELUCTANCE/SORRY Admitted Apologized Conceded Confessed Professed

FOR SOMEONE ELSE Advised Criticized Suggested

JUST CHECKING Affirmed Agreed Alleged Confirmed

LOUD Announced Chanted Crowed

LEWD/CUTE/SECRET SPY FEEL Appealed Disclosed Moaned

ANGRY FUCK OFF MATE WANNA FIGHT Argued Barked Challenged Cursed Fumed Growled Hissed Roared Swore

SMARTASS Articulated Asserted Assured Avowed Claimed Commanded Cross-examined Demanded Digressed Directed Foretold Instructed Interrupted Predicted Proclaimed Quoted Theorized

ASSHOLE Bellowed Boasted Bragged

NERVOUS TRAINWRECK Babbled Bawled Mumbled Sputtered Stammered Stuttered

SUAVE MOTHERFUCKER Bargained Divulged Disclosed Exhorted

FIRST OFF Began

LASTLY Concluded Concurred

WEAK PUSY Begged Blurted Complained Cried Faltered Fretted

HAPPY/LOL Cajoled Exclaimed Gushed Jested Joked Laughed

WEIRDLY HAPPY/EXCITED Extolled Jabbered Raved

BRUH, CHILL Cautioned Warned

ACTUALLY, YOU’RE WRONG Chided Contended Corrected Countered Debated Elaborated Objected Ranted Retorted

CHILL SAVAGE Commented Continued Observed Surmised

LISTEN BUDDY Enunciated Explained Elaborated Hinted Implied Lectured Reiterated Recited Reminded Stressed

BRUH I NEED U AND U NEED ME Confided Offered Urged

FINE Consented Decided

TOO EMO FULL OF EMOTIONS Croaked Lamented Pledged Sobbed Sympathized Wailed Whimpered

JUST SAYING Declared Decreed Mentioned Noted Pointed out Postulated Speculated Stated Told Vouched

WASN’T ME Denied Lied

EVIL SMARTASS Dictated Equivocated Ordered Reprimanded Threatened

BORED Droned Sighed

SHHHH IT’S QUIET TIME Echoed Mumbled Murmured Muttered Uttered Whispered

DRAMA QUEEN Exaggerated Panted Pleaded Prayed Preached

OH SHIT Gasped Marveled Screamed Screeched Shouted Shrieked Yelped Yelled

ANNOYED Grumbled Grunted Jeered Quipped Scolded Snapped Snarled Sneered

ANNOYING Nagged

I DON’T REALLY CARE BUT WHATEVER Guessed Ventured

I’M DRUNK OR JUST BEING WEIRDLY EXPRESSIVE FOR A POINT/SARCASM Hooted Howled Yowled

I WONDER Pondered Voiced Wondered

OH, YEAH, WHOOPS Recalled Recited Remembered

SURPRISE BITCH Revealed

IT SEEMS FAKE BUT OKAY/HA ACTUALLY FUNNY BUT I DON’T WANT TO LAUGH OUT LOUD Scoffed Snickered Snorted

BITCHY Tattled Taunted Teased

reblog to save a writer 

Reblog because the titles for each category are comedy gold.

cause I have been using this often lately. 

Tales of Submission - On Edge

Pairing: Mob!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, Edge Play, Submissive Dom undertones, Pet names.

A/n: It’s finally here y’all this one was long over due! I’ve seemed to have gotten a hold on the reigns of my life once more lets see how long it’ll last! With that being said i am fairly new to a work such as the one i am creating so i apologize if some of what i have written is not the best, i hope as i go along and do more research on this that it will get better. Since we’re dipping our toes, thought we could start off easy then really get into it the further we get. 

Feedback is greatly appreciated, so please leave your thoughts even if its just a symbol of sorts! 

Happy Readings Buns.

ENJOYED THIS WORK YOU CAN FIND MY MASTERLIST IN MY BIO!

He flipped the black card in his fingers, eyes occasionally catching your name as he twisted it front and back.

“So James, why are you here?”

His brow flicked up at your question, “does everyone need to have a reason to be here with you?”

A smirk pulled at the corner of your mouth, tongue peeking out to lick over your lower lip, “I suppose not, but surely there must be a reason you came even though you and I both know you weren’t going too, so I’ll ask you again, why are you here?”

His jaw ticked at your words, he’d have to have a word with Rogers and Wilson, “what if the only reason I’m here is because you’ve been causing a ruckus on my streets, and it’s time I’ve settled the problem?”

That draws a laugh from you, your legs uncrossing as you adjust yourself on the couch, “The only ruckus I could possibly be causing on your streets is that at the end of the night I’m the one making back that dirty money that you all barter for on the dock.” You’re laughing again then, further deepening the frown on Bucky’s lips, “listen there’s no need to act in front of me James, when that door closes behind us you’re no longer the king of Brooklyn you’re just James Buchanan Barnes.”

“How did you- ”

Your tongue clicks against the roof of your mouth, “I told you James, I know everyone that enters my home, that includes knowing everything about the person, even the king of Brooklyn.”

“What kind of game are you playing here exactly?”

He watches you lean forward in the seat arms crossing over your knees, “no games James, unless that is if you’d like to play one with me then that’s what we’ll do.”

Bucky’s jaw ticks, “and how do you know if I’m willing to play this game?”

A smirk kisses the corner of your mouth, “you’re here aren’t you,” you answer, “you could have very well left my card in the trash, could have very well kept yourself from picking up the phone and dialing my number, but something inside of you had your hand reaching for that discarded card, had you dialing my number,” you adjust yourself further, “something brought you here to me tonight.”

Bucky hadn’t had an answer for why he plucked the card from the trash bin, why he had dialed your number into his burner, and why he had set the appointment with you that night.

“You might not know your reasoning, but I do, and it’s okay to want things you think you can’t have, nobody has to know, and nobody will know – once that door closes behind us it’s just you and me.”

“And what if I don’t want anything from this, I have everything I could ever want,” he finds himself answering.

He watches you shrug your shoulder, “well then I guess there’s nothing I can offer you, James,” you answer as you lean over slightly pulling open a draw, drawing a paper from the stand before pushing it closed. You push off the couch taking two steps before you’re leaning forward slightly letting him take the paper in his own hands before you’re backing off.

“I don’t blame the hesitation, nor do I judge the front you put up, but should you change your mind, you have my number.”

He finds himself glancing down at the paper in his hands, “what’s this?”

Your back in your previous seat across from him, “A list of services I offer my clientele, it’s a simple yes or no system that determines what you would be okay with and what you wouldn’t, if there’s something you’re not sure whether you would enjoy or not feel free to put a question mark by it?”

His eyes slide down the page before they’re meeting yours again, “take it with you James, and if you’re so sure after this meeting you won’t be using my services then feel free to chuck it on the way out, there will be no hard feelings should you choose not to return.

Bucky hadn’t planned on going back, he had had every intention of chucking that paper at the trash bin by the elevators when you finally walked him out of your home. Something kept him from doing it though, it’s why he found himself at this late hour of night in his office flicking your card front and back his burner sat neatly on his desk waiting for him to pick it up and dial your number.

The card flipped in his hold one more time this time stopping on the front of your card, your name and number staring back at him, taunting him in a way that had his jaw clenching, body leaning forward as he reached for the burner.

The screen came to life as he punched in the code, your number popping up as the previous screen appeared before him. This time there was no hesitation as he pressed down on the green call button the device meeting his ear.

Two rings in and your voice was meeting his ear, “James, so good to hear from you, was wondering when you were going to get around to calling when I didn’t find the paper thrown in the trash.”

“I don’t,” he tries but the words ultimately fail him.

Your soft laughter meets his ear, “don’t fear the uncertainty James, a lot of my clients are like you, you know, it’s okay to be unsure of what it is you like, what it is you really desire.”

He remains quite as he lets your words sink in; did he desire more than what he already had?

“Listen,” you begin, “I’m usually wrapped up by this time of night, but for you I’d be willing to open up a late slot, if you’re interested be here by 11:30, if not well then have a great night James.”

He doesn’t get a chance to get a word in before the line is cutting off with a single click. The decision now laying in his side of the court.

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Tales of Submission - On Edge

Pairing: Mob!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, Edge Play, Submissive Dom undertones, Pet names.

A/n: It’s finally here y’all this one was long over due! I’ve seemed to have gotten a hold on the reigns of my life once more lets see how long it’ll last! With that being said i am fairly new to a work such as the one i am creating so i apologize if some of what i have written is not the best, i hope as i go along and do more research on this that it will get better. Since we’re dipping our toes, thought we could start off easy then really get into it the further we get. 

Feedback is greatly appreciated, so please leave your thoughts even if its just a symbol of sorts! 

Happy Readings Buns.

ENJOYED THIS WORK YOU CAN FIND MY MASTERLIST IN MY BIO!

He flipped the black card in his fingers, eyes occasionally catching your name as he twisted it front and back.

“So James, why are you here?”

His brow flicked up at your question, “does everyone need to have a reason to be here with you?”

A smirk pulled at the corner of your mouth, tongue peeking out to lick over your lower lip, “I suppose not, but surely there must be a reason you came even though you and I both know you weren’t going too, so I’ll ask you again, why are you here?”

His jaw ticked at your words, he’d have to have a word with Rogers and Wilson, “what if the only reason I’m here is because you’ve been causing a ruckus on my streets, and it’s time I’ve settled the problem?”

That draws a laugh from you, your legs uncrossing as you adjust yourself on the couch, “The only ruckus I could possibly be causing on your streets is that at the end of the night I’m the one making back that dirty money that you all barter for on the dock.” You’re laughing again then, further deepening the frown on Bucky’s lips, “listen there’s no need to act in front of me James, when that door closes behind us you’re no longer the king of Brooklyn you’re just James Buchanan Barnes.”

“How did you- ”

Your tongue clicks against the roof of your mouth, “I told you James, I know everyone that enters my home, that includes knowing everything about the person, even the king of Brooklyn.”

“What kind of game are you playing here exactly?”

He watches you lean forward in the seat arms crossing over your knees, “no games James, unless that is if you’d like to play one with me then that’s what we’ll do.”

Bucky’s jaw ticks, “and how do you know if I’m willing to play this game?”

A smirk kisses the corner of your mouth, “you’re here aren’t you,” you answer, “you could have very well left my card in the trash, could have very well kept yourself from picking up the phone and dialing my number, but something inside of you had your hand reaching for that discarded card, had you dialing my number,” you adjust yourself further, “something brought you here to me tonight.”

Bucky hadn’t had an answer for why he plucked the card from the trash bin, why he had dialed your number into his burner, and why he had set the appointment with you that night.

“You might not know your reasoning, but I do, and it’s okay to want things you think you can’t have, nobody has to know, and nobody will know – once that door closes behind us it’s just you and me.”

“And what if I don’t want anything from this, I have everything I could ever want,” he finds himself answering.

He watches you shrug your shoulder, “well then I guess there’s nothing I can offer you, James,” you answer as you lean over slightly pulling open a draw, drawing a paper from the stand before pushing it closed. You push off the couch taking two steps before you’re leaning forward slightly letting him take the paper in his own hands before you’re backing off.

“I don’t blame the hesitation, nor do I judge the front you put up, but should you change your mind, you have my number.”

He finds himself glancing down at the paper in his hands, “what’s this?”

Your back in your previous seat across from him, “A list of services I offer my clientele, it’s a simple yes or no system that determines what you would be okay with and what you wouldn’t, if there’s something you’re not sure whether you would enjoy or not feel free to put a question mark by it?”

His eyes slide down the page before they’re meeting yours again, “take it with you James, and if you’re so sure after this meeting you won’t be using my services then feel free to chuck it on the way out, there will be no hard feelings should you choose not to return.

Bucky hadn’t planned on going back, he had had every intention of chucking that paper at the trash bin by the elevators when you finally walked him out of your home. Something kept him from doing it though, it’s why he found himself at this late hour of night in his office flicking your card front and back his burner sat neatly on his desk waiting for him to pick it up and dial your number.

The card flipped in his hold one more time this time stopping on the front of your card, your name and number staring back at him, taunting him in a way that had his jaw clenching, body leaning forward as he reached for the burner.

The screen came to life as he punched in the code, your number popping up as the previous screen appeared before him. This time there was no hesitation as he pressed down on the green call button the device meeting his ear.

Two rings in and your voice was meeting his ear, “James, so good to hear from you, was wondering when you were going to get around to calling when I didn’t find the paper thrown in the trash.”

“I don’t,” he tries but the words ultimately fail him.

Your soft laughter meets his ear, “don’t fear the uncertainty James, a lot of my clients are like you, you know, it’s okay to be unsure of what it is you like, what it is you really desire.”

He remains quite as he lets your words sink in; did he desire more than what he already had?

“Listen,” you begin, “I’m usually wrapped up by this time of night, but for you I’d be willing to open up a late slot, if you’re interested be here by 11:30, if not well then have a great night James.”

He doesn’t get a chance to get a word in before the line is cutting off with a single click. The decision now laying in his side of the court.

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Softcore

Series Masterlist - college au

college!bucky x f!reader

You transfer to NYU in the beginning of sophomore year after getting an internship at Stark Industries. You needed a fresh start and it was the perfect opportunity. You meet your new roommates and immediately get along, they adopt you into their friend group. They're an unlikely bunch, but one of them catches your attention, Bucky Barnes. The two of you instantly click, but an amazing first day in New York quickly comes to an end. You try to forget about it, but it's not as easy as you want it to be. The fresh start isn't all you hoped it would be. Does a new city mean a new romance? Or does it mean new heartbreak?

This is based on the song Softcore by The Neighborhood.

Dividers are from @firefly-graphics

Moodboard by @commonintrest <3

Each chapter has their own individual warnings.

AHHHH i love this so much ❤️❤️❤️

I CANT GET OVER THE LECTURES MY HISTORY PROFESSOR RECORDED FOR US, HIS DAUGHTER KEEPS WALKING IN ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY & ADORABLE???

reblog if you appreciate fairy barbie 👊😔

update:

awww this is adorable

Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

18+ ONLY

Summary: You work at the bar at the edge of town, the Sheriff is going through a divorce and needs to rent a room.

See each chapter for individual warnings. This fic is rated 18+ and I am not responsible for the media you consume, but please adhere to warnings and do not read if you are under 18 years of age. 

Chapters:

One Shots: *in chronological order

It’s All Falling Into Place

A Trip Back Home

The Honeymoon:

Friday

Saturday - coming soon 

Sunday - coming soon 

Related Headcanons:

Headcanon 1: Lee’s Past*

Headcanon 2: How They Would Handle Their Son Getting in a Fight at School (About Lee)

Headcanon 3: How Lee reacts finding out one of his kids is being bullied at school

Headcanon Submission 1: Beach Day (by anon)

Meet the Bodeckers! Get to Know Lee and (Y/N)’s Children

Sneak Peaks:

The Honeymoon

The New Line

"I´m with you till the end of the Line"

You had a beautiful relationship with Steve, or at least, that's what you thought. After you managed to get everyone back, there was a last mission for Steve before you finally had peace for you two to settle down, a little faster than you anticipated since you just found out you were pregnant.

You decided not to tell him since you didn't want to distract him in his big mission, you never thought that he would never be coming back from it. Or at least, he wasn't going to get back to you

Lucky for you, Bucky was there, and he was going to be there for you, you will draw a new line, together

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!FemaleReader (very ambiguously described) Ft. Dumbass!Steve Rogers

Warnings: Cursing, smut (fluffy and future), angst, fluff, like teeth rotting fluff, pregnancy, abandonment, cheating (technically), birth. flufffff

Bucky being a dream, Steve being the biggest asshole, not dark, but a total dipshit, and a misogynist

+18 please.

Word Count: TBD

Notes: A short angst-fluff story, about 4 chapters, no more, inspired by a tik tok I saw

Chapters

1. Come back to me

2. Draw the Line

3. Blurr them down

4. Draw them again

AHHHH i can’t wait

call me when you want

summary || when you call a sex hotline with a need to be dominated you don’t expect to meet (or hear) someone as wonderful as James. but your life becomes a complicated mess as you already love your coworker, Bucky Barnes. however, you are unaware that they are actually the same person.

warnings || BDSM, Dom! Bucky Barnes, dom/sub dynamics, phone sex, dirty talk, identity porn, sex toys, and a lot more (if you didn’t get the gist, this is filthy). SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). MINORS DNI.

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Ahhhh i love it ❤️❤️