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Coloring Book Adventures

Summary: As a way to stay abstinent, you color in coloring books to distract you when you feel sexual urges. That’s until your father’s gardener comes to play.

Pairing: Bucky x Black!Reader 18+

WC: 6.9K (i got sooo CARRIED AWAY I AM SORRY)

Warnings: PURE SMUT, innocence kink (is that a thing?), this might get nasty so watch out, loss of virginity, Daddy kink, mentions of extremely religious parents and religion in general, masturbation using a hair brush handle, unprotected sex (just use condoms guys, thanks)

A/N: If you like it all I ask is that you leave verbal feedback, thank yooou

You have always been sheltered. Your parents always wanted to hide the real world from you and fed you lies to scare you away from things so you didn’t do them. They’d tell you things like sex would kill you if you didn’t do it with the man you were married to, or your fingers would turn blue and fall off if you tried to please yourself. It sounded absurd but you believed it. You were homeschooled so you never got a real education or made real friendships. You didn’t know why they didn’t let you out like other kids but that’s how you grew up.

That’s how you got here, still in your pink and lilac room coloring in your coloring book while laying on your stomach. Your mother forced it upon you when you were 16. She told you to color in it whenever you felt those tingles in your private parts, that way you would keep your hands busy so you wouldn’t touch yourself. You got those tingles quite a bit, that’s why there were two stacks of coloring books in the corner of your room that you finished cover to cover. You rubbed your legs together as your colored and dropped your head a little against the book and sighed as the friction started to feel good. You were 20 and had no idea what you were doing but it felt really good. Your heart beat started to pound in your ears as you moved your hips back and forth, you started to feel an intense feeling and stopped yourself, heavily breathing in and out through your nose. You realized what you were doing and scolded yourself as you continued to color.

“Y/N!,” you heard your father’s voice on the other side of the door with a knock.

“Come in!,” You hummed. He came in and saw you coloring and shook his head, knowing what that meant. He hated seeing you coloring because that meant you were feeling “urges to sin”.

“Come downstairs. The gardener is coming today and I want you to meet him so you can tell him what you want in your corner of the garden,”

You squealed enthusiastically and hopped up out of bed. Long forgetting your urges. Your lilac dress bouncing with you and your dad told you to not do that around the gardener, “Yes, sir,” you nodded. He led you down stairs and brought you outside with your mother so you could decide and be dead set on what part of the garden you wanted. You chose the the corner in the far back that was hidden by a small wall of shrubs.

“Hellooo, Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N? I’m Bucky the Gardener,” he called from the other side of the gate.

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hmmm spare billy x hopper! reader where hopper is....NOT a fan to say the least w a lot of sneaking around and mayhaps some getting caught? idk i don’t want you to feel like i’m just copying your steve hcs w the same kind of premise but i’m such a slut for that concept and that hc was SO GOOD

alright so your dad definitely wasn’t ready for you to start dating

like, yes you were a teenager 

and he was used to hearing you gush about how hot tom cruise is

so when he saw you hanging out with steve harrington for the first time he was like yEAH NOPE

he did everything to make sure that you and harrington never had your eyes on each other for more than two seconds

but what he didn’t know was that your eyes weren’t on steve fucking harrington

instead, they were on the californian bad boy that was billy hargrove

so when you came home from school one afternoon talking to el about something that had you smiling so wide that hopper was sure your mouth was going to begin hurting

he didn’t know what to expect

like he thought that maybe you had gotten a good grade on that math test you had been stressed about

or maybe you and el had gone shopping

so when he asked what had you so happy he definitely wasn’t expecting to find out you had a date that night

hopper probably wouldn’t even wait to find out who it was - just expecting it to be steve

so while you were rushing around your room with el trying to find something to wear and figuring out what to do with your makeup

hop would call up harrington and before steve could even utter a hello hopper would just be like “listen here, you better treat my little girl with nothing but respect tonight, do you understand?”

and steve would just be like ???? “what are you talking about sir?”

so hopper would roll his eyes and be like “you’re taking my daughter out tonight aren’t you?”

and just as steve went to say no a loud horn would sound from outside the cabin

hopper would watch as you hugged el and she wished you good luck

you’d give him a wave and rush outside to greet billy who was smoking a cigarette and leaning on the passenger side door that he had opened for you

hopper would watch and be like “who in gods name is that?” to el because he couldn’t see that far away

he’s getting old okay

our precious baby would just be like “billy”

hopper would frown but then realisation set in and he’d look down at his little girl and be like “billy hargrove?”

and el would just nod and hopper would feel his anger grow

because don’t try telling me that he hasn’t pulled billy over a couple of times for speeding lmao

so hopper would slam the front door shut once he realised that you were gone

and sit down on the couch with a couple of beers as he and el watched a couple of pg-rated movies before he sent her to bed when it was her bedtime

you wouldn’t get home until like twelve in the morning

so you’d try to sneak in without waking anyone up

but hopper would be waiting in his chair, his tenth beer bottle hanging loosely between his fingers as his arm was loosely over the arm rest

he was binge drinking because he was worried about you

he’d probably give you a heart attack as you tip-toed over to your room

clearing his throat and being like “and where have you been young lady?” before switching on the lamp

it was then that he noticed that your shirt was definitely on backwards

and MY GOD WOULD HE GET MAD

but he tried to keep his anger in check because he didn’t want to wake el up

he’d look at you with his stern-disappointed facial expression that made you want to cry

because you hated when your dad was mad at you

and he’d just point at you with his free hand, before standing up and being like “we’ll talk about this in the morning when el’s with her friends and i can yell at you.”

so you’d nod and rush into your room, changing and going to bed with a bad feeling in your stomach

you’d wake up later than normal since you got to bed late

and walk out to find your dad at the dining table, breakfast ready for the both of you

as soon as his eyes caught sight of you, they’d narrow and he’d point to the seat opposite him

so you’d silently walk over and sit down, taking the plate of eggos that he had slid towards you

and he’d just be like “we’ve got to talk”

so you’d nod and try to play dumb like “about what?” already knowing full well that he was about to grill you for dating billy

what he didn’t know was that you and billy had been secretly seeing each other the last couple of months because you didn’t want your dad finding out

hopper would swallow the eggo that he was chewing and wipe his mouth with the back of his hand before pointing at you with his fork

“i don’t want you seeing that Hargrove boy anymore, understood?”

“why?”

“because i said so. he’s bad news and i don’t want you caught up in that, did you know that i had to pull him over the other week because he almost ran over a bunch of kids.”

you did know because billy crawled through your window that night and told you 

“he can be a… reckless driver” you tried to nonchalantly shrug it off but hopper wasn’t having it

“i’d rather you go out and screw around with harrington if it meant that you were far far away from hargrove.”

“dad, you haven’t even met him though!”

but hopper would shut up your pleas with a raise of his hand before standing up and kissing your forehead telling you that he was going to work

and that you were grounded

so you’d call billy up when he drove away, cancelling your plans for that night

and billy would just be like “babe that’s totally fine, i can climb through your window like every other time”

so you’d reluctantly agree

that night you’d be waiting in your room, your dad and el already retreated to bed

and billy would arrive, knocking on your window three times to alert you that he was there and about to climb in so you didn’t throw a lamp at him

like you did the first time he tried to sneak in to surprise you

the window would be wide open as your boyfriend tried to clamber in

and usually he could do it without a problem

but for some fucking reason this time his leg got caught on the window ledge and he fell face first onto the floor with a loud bang

and you’d clench your jaw and listen for any sign that he woke your lil household up

when nothing came you’d ask him if he was okay and he’d nod before giving you a kiss and muttering a “i missed you so much” into your mouth

you’d giggle and be like “but you saw me yesterday”

which would pull the cheesy response of “still, that’s too long” from your boyfriend who was now hovering over you on your bed for a make out

and then you’d hear it

a loud set of knocking on your door followed by the familiar voice of your dad

“Y/N, i swear to god if i walk in your room and hargrove is there i will ground you for the rest of your life!”

billy would scramble off you, fucking the both of you up by falling off your bed and let out a string of “shit! fuck! my back!”

you’d be like “shut the fuck up!” while trying not to giggle at your boyfriend who was trying to crawl under your bed

and with that your dad would storm in

his cheeks red in anger and you’d just sigh and tell billy to get up

billy was seriously considering throwing a pillow at hopper and just nose diving out your window

hopper would stare at the both of you before his gaze settled on the mullet-headed boy who was most definitely scared shitless

you’d notice billy beginning to panic 

we all know our baby would get flashbacks of his dad storming into his room the exact same way with the same facial expression

so you’d be quick to jump off your bed and rush over to your boyfriend who’s eyes glistened with unshed tears and his breathing became erratic

and you’d pull him into your arms, gently shushing him and speaking sweet nothings into his ear

all while hopper just stood there in confusion watching you calm billy down

and all hop could think was “fuck did i really scare the kid that bad?”

however once billy was calm and seated on your bed hopper would ask what the hell just happened 

and you were going to tell him to let it go, but billy would tell you that it was okay

finally feeling like it was time to tell an authority figure what was going on in his house

once hop found out he’d realise why billy was seemingly so self-destructive

and also see how much you both relied on each other 

especially the curly haired californian boy who was constantly looking to you for reassurance while he told hopper the stuff his piece of shit father did to him

you best believe hopper would try his best to get billy out of that fucking house

he’s the chief of police and has somewhat of a pull

he’d also tell billy that he was welcome over anytime he needed to get away while the investigation into neil happened

billy would be so grateful for your dad!!

they’d probably end up becoming bros as fuck

like you’d come home to find them both watching a baseball match with each other, beers in both their hands as they looked up to greet you before going back to the game

or sometimes you’d find them both trying to teach el how to read and do homework

el would also end up adoring billy

and although it would lowkey feel like your dad and sister were stealing your boyfriend

you knew that billy had never had a stable family life and that your lil family of misfits was becoming the closest thing to the family he had never had before

iM SOFT™️ 

consider: billy wearing nancy’s old sweater cause he showed up without a shirt for the gangs meeting in the wheelers house

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