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Five Years After

Imagine going to the feed store for your sister, only you come home with more than just feed for the animals.

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Enamored [40] - Newlyweds

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Summary: Coming back home doesn’t have to change everything.

Warnings: Regency era society and social rules, mentions of sex, some gender specific language and terms, mentions of pregnancy.

Word Count: 5400

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Coming back to London had its advantages and disadvantages.

Advantages were that apparently you were to be an aunt now, so being there made it possible for you to help Cecily prepare for the baby. You were beyond excited, and had already bought so many toys and clothes for the baby, and you even had a couple of cribs you had your eye on.

The disadvantage was that…

Well, coming back to London meant more responsibilities and you would much rather enjoy your newly found marital bliss.

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Hands That Heal - Ch.9

Bucky Barnes x mechanic!fem!reader

Chapter Summary: The road of recovery is only just beginning but you're not the only one who is feeling broken. Chapter Warning: 18+ only, smut, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, fluff Word count: 2007

Series Warnings: 18+ only, canon-typical violence, swearing, fluff, misogyny/degrading comments from some men, smut.

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RECAP: “He thought you killed Axel.” You whispered through the lump in your throat. “I wanted to.” “I know, but you didn’t.” You said as you blinked slower and slower, the promise of pain free sleep enticing you with its darkness and you were ready to give in. “You’re too good.”

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Pain radiated across your shoulder blade as you woke to the irritating sound of the hospital monitors beeping. A hand was already being placed gently on your lower back to stop you from moving and you managed to turn your head so you could see Bucky sitting beside your bed, guilt eating him alive.

“Hey Hercules.” You murmured through the groggy haze of morphine. “What’s the damage?”

He shook his head and leant forward in the chair so his forehead was resting on your hand, your fingers automatically reaching to run through his messy hair. “I should’ve been there to protect you. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

“You’re my boyfriend, not my bodyguard. It’s not your job to protect me.” You tried to reassure him but he was already withdrawing into himself. “I mean, if it was your job you would be fired so it’s kind of a good thing.”

His lips twitched at your twisted sense of humour and he finally looked you in the eyes. “You’re not funny.”

“Not even a little bit?” You smiled before trying to move closer and hissing at the pain that brought tears to your eyes. “Why does my thigh hurt so much?”

“The surgeon needed a skin graft for your shoulder, she took it from your thigh.” He answered as he pressed the button on the morphine drip and a whir of the machine had you forgetting the pain.

“Ugh, the scars are going to be horrible.” You slurred as the drugs took effect and your mind was like sludge. “You’re na gonna love me anymewww.”

“You loved me with all my scars, doll, I’ll love you with all yours.”

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It was your first day back at work after weeks recovering from the surgery and you were pleasantly surprised to find aside from the red scarring around the edge of the graff site, your shoulder blade looked almost normal. You had almost complete mobility but some movements stretched the skin taut and hurt but time, like with most things, would heal that. The patch on your inner thigh was another matter and you hated seeing the rectangle of mottled scarring when you took your clothes off.

“There she is!” Chip shouted from across the garage. “Welcome back.”

“I would say it’s good to be back but now I have to deal with you assholes again.” You teased as Bucky carried your toolbox in for you.

“Don’t hurt yourself alright.” Bucky said for the tenth time, wishing you had taken another week off. “Call me if you need me to pick you up early.”

“Sure thing, dad.” You rolled your eyes before giving him a kiss. “Stop worrying about me, don’t you have plans today?”

His lips curled into a smile as he nodded. “Speaking of, I should get going and meet up with Sam and Torres. Be good, don’t hurt yourself, I love you.”

“I love you too but if you tell me that one more time, I swear to god-”

“What? I love you?”

“No, the other thing.”

“Don’t hurt yourself.”

He laughed as you gently slapped his chest before he stole another kiss and left you to get to work. The cars hadn't stopped arriving just because you were out of commission and now you had a big back log of vehicles to fix.

“Where’s he heading off to?” Chip asked as Bucky gave you a wave as he pulled out, his grin still splitting his face.

“I don’t know, but it's the most I’ve seen him smile since I got home.”

Chip merely grunted and went back to his office, leaving you to work until the streets echoed with the sound of sirens. Dozens of cop cars raced down the block and everyone headed for the street to see what was going down and where. There wasn’t much to see as they turned down Michigan and you thought nothing of it until it was time for lunch.

“Holy shit, Dale, turn it up.” Chip barked from the tatty couch in the break room. “Jiminy, your boy’s on TV.”

You slipped out from under the car you were working on and went into the room to find the old CRT TV on full volume, Bucky and a whole lot of other bystanders watching the Sinner’s MC members getting thrown in the back of the cop cars you had seen earlier. The breaking news banner beneath the screen regaled the tale of a mountain of evidence against the club being anonymously sent to counterterrorism and it was as if he could feel you watching as he threw a wink to the camera before disappearing into the crowd.

“Jeeeesus.” Chip breathed out with relief, a small huff of a laugh to finish it off. “Good riddance to the lot of them. My babies can finally come home.”

You were still sitting in front of the tv watching the teams of police filling the clubhouse and emptying it of the mass of weapons, cash and drugs that had been hidden inside when you heard clapping outside. Peeking over the back of the couch you found Bucky looking for you and his eyes lit up when he found you, rushing into the staff room and closing the door behind him.

“How?” You asked dumbfounded as he crouched down in front of you and took your hands.

“I know a few people in low places and a few people in high places.” He smirked. “I just gave them both a bit of a nudge.”

“I can’t believe it. They’re really gone.”

“They’ve hurt a lot of people and there’s no shortage of evidence against them. They aren’t getting out for a very, very long time.”

“You did all this for me?”

“You’re my best girl, y/n, I’d do anything for you.”

You leant forward and captured his lips with a passion you hadn’t been able to muster since the attack. Your confidence had been at an all time low with the scars, then there had been the fear of another attack despite Bucky never leaving your side for one moment and there was the guilt he held for not getting to you in time. It had put you in a state of mind that left you drier than the sahara desert but it seemed the drought was over and desire was quickly pooling between your legs.

“Fuck…” Bucky groaned as his heightened senses noticed your arousal and he pulled away with almost obsidian eyes. “I just need a minute.”

“You need to take me home.”

His lip was caught between his teeth as he looked out the window and saw Chip and Dale arguing over something before interrupting. “I’m taking y/n home, it's all been a bit much excitement.”

Chip looked at you with concern before nodding, probably mistaking the wide eyes and mussed hair as stress. Bucky was already opening the car door and throwing your toolbox in the back before you had made it halfway across the floor and you couldn’t help giggling at his enthusiasm. A few weeks without sex now felt like a long time to you so you could only imagine how much worse it was for him, given how insatiable he was in bed.

There was no way you were even going to make it to the bedroom at the rate you were going and Bucky decided the couch was the best and closest thing to lay you on when you reached the top of the stairs. Your hands had been roaming his body since he sat in the driver's seat and you were lucky the windows were tinted as you unzipped his pants and stroked him through his boxers. His deep breathing and soft groans had filled the car and he had come to a rather hard stop when he parked in the garage.

It was only as you stood before him half naked and he was pulling your jeans down your legs that doubt crept back in. Your knees tried to pull together as he laid you back on the couch and began kissing his way down your body, but his own knee stopped you from shutting him out.

“You’re beautiful, y/n.” He reassured you between the kisses he was placing on your breasts. “So. Fucking. Beautiful. You hear me?”

You completely whimpered as his mouth finally reached you folds and…he went straight past, his teasing chuckled drifting up your body. Your hands were already reaching to pull him away as you felt his soft lips brush over the scars but he caught them and held them in his hands as his tongue swirled over the uneven surface. Your hands relaxed as warmth began to spread across your skin, the kisses and licks actually feeling really good over the tight skin and soon you were moaning.

Your moans spurred him into action and his tongue lashed between your folds, a hum of satisfaction as he tasted you like it was the first time all over again. Your head tipped back into the couch cushions as he teased your clit and let go of your hands so he could curl two fingers inside you, stretching you ready for him. Your walls were already fluttering around him as he sucked on your clit and rolled his fingers over your g-spot but he wanted to feel you come undone around his cock after so long without it.

“Do you remember what you told me?” He asked as he looked up at you, lazuli eyes captivating yours. “These scars make us who we are, they are proof of everything we have survived.”

“I remember.” You whispered, but giving advice was far easier than taking it.

He crawled up your body, the hard length of him resting on your hip as he shared your taste on his tongue. “I don’t care how many scars you get, I just need you to always survive.”

Your promise was lost in the gasp as he filled you, stretching you with a quick thrust of his hips and his mouth devouring yours, swallowing your needy cries as he let your body adjust around him.

“Fuck me, please, Bucky, I need you now.”

He finally rolled his hips as you begged him and his head tipped back with a growl at how good it felt to be buried inside you again. Sweet nonsense was tumbling from his lips and you had already been on the edge of bliss from his tongue, now you were feeling the coil in your belly tighten impossibly. Your keen cries joined Bucky’s moans as he pulled your leg higher and pushed himself deeper.

“Oh god, fuck, that feel’s so good.” You cried as your heels dug into his ass and you rolled your hips to meet his.

“I’m gonna cum, doll, you feel so fucking tight.”

His hand disappeared between you and his thumb pressed over your clit, your own hips riding you over his touch until the elastic band holding you together snapped. Your pussy clamped down on Bucky as your orgasm washed over you, the heat of it setting you alight from head to toe as your clit pulsed beneath his thumb and he grunted as he spent himself within your walls, the twitches of his cock setting off small aftershocks down your trembling legs.

You both lay entwined on the couch, Bucky still between your legs and his head on your chest as you twirled his growing hair in your fingers. You couldn’t imagine a more perfect moment than that. It had seemed like reaching this point was going to be impossible, that you were destined to remain broken and living in fear for the rest of your life. But Bucky had fixed it, he had fixed you.

You took Bucky’s hands in yours, lacing your fingers between his and kissed them. He thought his hands were weapons, especially the vibranium one, he saw them as tools, hands that cause hurt. You saw them for what they truly were, hands that heal.

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Chris Dating a Muslim

Chris Evans x Reader

AN: As always, I like to add a disclaimer that I, indeed, am an ignorant American and do not mean to insult anyone or perpetuate stereotypes. I simply try to be inclusive and educate myself while doing so. Deepest apologies if I have offended anyone, though this time I've gotten research directly from a source thank you so much, anon.

Requested: Yes, but it has been a hot minute

For starters, Chris would be so respectful.

If you were Hijabi, he'd never once even think of seeing you without your hijab before being married and if anyone on the streets or in town even looked at you funny for it he'd absolutely shut it tf down

Giving them dirty looks and staring holes into them as they snickered at you from afar.

maybe even a harsh, "What're you fucking looking at"

He doesnt want to be rude, but the ignorance levels in America for anything and everything they don't understand is enough to send him over the edge and piss him off.

like come on, your looking at heads of lettuce and some rando is pointing and staring bc he can't see your hair-- go to hell

also, never ever pressuring you to do anything you are not ready/willing to do before marriage, he understands and respects you totally

though as soon as you're married, gloves are coming off. He'd be super sweet and gentle for a while, worshipping your body and letting you know how much he's been wanting to do this and slowly warm you up to him just totally taking over in bed

he'd try his damnedest to differentiate between halal and haram, but at first he gets them confused so bad that it's comical

He'd point to some sausage and look at you with furrowed brows as he slowly debated which term to try, "Hal-" he'd say slowly, gauging your reaction before shaking his head and trying again, "haram."

You'd give him a nod and a giggle, as he spoke to himself, "Right. Haram, bad. haram, bad..."

Oh oh oh, okay so as we know he loves his beer. However, I think this would bring him to feel weird about his intake, maybe even getting him to cut it out completely.

You'd talked before about how you don't drink alcohol but that does not mean he had to stop, but he didn't like drinking it in front of you on top of him saying how he needed to stop anyway, so badaboom, beer is gone.

This is so fucking good 😭

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Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: Set after the Avengers bring everyone back from the Blip. AU in the fact Nat survives and Steve doesn’t leave. You once loved Steve but when he fell in love with another woman you had to learn how to move on. Enter Bucky. Loving him was easy and trust was built but life couldn't be perfect all the time and you had to face some hard truths before you find your happy ever after. Warnings: 18+ only, angst, smut, fluff, alcohol, pregnancy, injury, birth Word Count: 8.9k Status: COMPLETE

Part One: Closure ⨮ ➴ Steve has moved on but you need your closure.

Part Two: Absolution ⨮ ➴ Steve retires and you are invited to his ceremony.

Part Three: Resolution ⨮ ➴ Set 18 months before the ending of Absolution when lies are told and truths come out but will you and Bucky make it together and find a solution.

Part Four: Nirvana ⁂ ➴ Pregnancy, birth and a superhero down, will this be your best or worst day?

⁂ = smut † = death ⨮ =angst ꕥ = fluff

Fuck now I have no reason to be exited on Saturday 🥹😢

Enamored [47] - The End

A.N: And the last chapter❤ I cannot thank you enough for your wonderful support throughout the story my loves, ILYSM ❤ And as always, thank you @theskytraveler for helping me with the chapter and the story❤

Summary: Everyone finds their home, sooner or later.

Warnings: Regency era society and social rules, mentions of sex, some gender specific language and terms, mentions of pregnancy.

Word Count: 5700

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The morning of the ball was nothing if not complete chaos.

It felt as if nothing would be completely ready by the time for the ball to start, even though you had basically stayed up until dawn to make sure you hadn’t overlooked anything. You barely had any time to eat or sit down during the day and instead spent the whole time either in the ballroom or in the yard but now that you were looking at the result—

It looked absolutely amazing.

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Yeah bucky like how can you not want this man next to you when you wake up

Nothing’s more annoying that interrupted morning orgasms 😤 my thoughts are with you

I was wondering if there’ll be a part 2 of Love 'em and Leave 'em 👀

It was a terrible loss and I am still in mourning over the missed opportunity but it is good news for you lovely readers because I will take my sexual frustrations and turn them into some smutty fics.

Love ‘em and Leave ‘em [pt.2] || Bucky

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, mutual masturbation, phone sex WC: ~950

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Your nights had been lonely while Bucky was off on some mission and there was no knowing how long it would be before he returned. Twice you had almost made it to his door before you remembered he wasn’t there and had to leave unsatisfied. It sucked. Safely locked away in your room you had grabbed your vibrator from where it had sat dormant for weeks and growled as you found the batteries dead.

“Uggggh.”

Your frustrated growl echoed in the room and you haphazardly tossed the silicone device away. It seemed like you could not catch a break. You had just opened your laptop and searched for some porn when your phone rang. You frowned at the unknown number and assumed it was a scam considering it was the middle of the night but you answered it anyway.

“Hey, doll.” You could see the smirk on his face just by the tone of his voice and your video loaded at that moment, the unmissable sound of Pornhub’s tune playing on the speakers. “I caught you at a good time I hear.”

“Not quite.” You muttered and reclined back on your pillows with a sigh. “I’m guessing you didn’t call to talk about the mission.”

“Not quite.” He chuckled. “You sound like you could do with some stress relief.”

“I’m trying but someone rudely interrupted me with his call.”

“Maybe I can help, doll.” He purred. “You just gotta start by sliding your pretty panties down those sexy legs….hmm?”

You licked your suddenly dry lips and hummed in agreement as you took them off and tossed them aside.

“You’re already fucking wet, aren’t ya baby.” He chuckled, the sound of his clothes being discarded following yours. “Bet you’re fucking dripping for me. Spread those pretty lips and tell me how wet you are.”

You did as you were told, you finger brushing over your clit with a soft mewl before they dipped between your folds. Your fingers glided easily over the desire that was already leaking from you and you listened to the salacious sounds it made as you gathered it over your fingers.

“Christ, I can hear it from here.” Bucky groaned.

“Do you miss her? How she tastes?” You hummed as you sucked your wet fingers into your mouth and worked your tongue to lick them clean.

“You’re trying to kill me.” He panted as you heard the opening of a bottle and a squirt of liquid before he moaned softly. “I’d have you pressed up against the wall with your legs over my shoulders if I was there, sucking your clit until you scream my name, tasting that sweet cunt until it was overflowing.”

“Oh god, Bucky…” His name fell from your lips as your fingers attempted to please you like he did but it wasn’t the same. “My fingers can’t stretch me like you do.”

“I’ll stretch you nice and good when I get home. You’re gonna feel so fucking tight.” His breath shuddered and you both moaned, your toes curled and you back arched. “Gonna cum in that pretty pussy of yours, doll, fill her up till she overflows.”

Your eyes were fluttering shut as you tried to hold off your release but the bed was starting to quiver with your trembling legs. “Fuck, Bucky, I’m gonna cum.”

“Good girl, now don’t be quiet, I wanna hear you.” He grunted as his hand worked even faster, his grip tightening as your gasps filled his ears. “I don’t want you to stop, not until I say you’re done. Hear me?”

“Mhmm.” You agreed as your mind went numb and your core clenched around nothing, your fingers twirling your sensitive clit as waves of pleasure wracked your body. “Ho-holy shit, Bucky…”

“Keep going babygirl.” He panted as his cock began to throb in his fist and the deep pressure in your pussy grew until your entire body froze, right down to your ability to breathe. “Keep fucking going. Ugh.”

His groan awoke you and the waves of pleasure turned to just waves, your head shoved back in your pillow as liquid gushed from your cunt. You were an incoherent mess as you listened to Bucky’s rapid breathing and it was almost as if he were right beside you as you came down from your high.

“Fuck. Me.” You sighed as your body twitched and spasmed, your eyes wide at the pool of liquid between your legs. “I just fucking came everywhere.”

Bucky’s head fell heavy against the headboard in the cheap motel, his hand slick with his cum that he smeared along his shaft as he lazily stroked himself. You could hear his own soft sounds as he came down from his high.

“I wish I was there with you.” You whispered as you curled onto your side and hugged a pillow, then you realised how that sounded and you cleared your throat. “I can only imagine the mess you’ve made all over yourself, your cock probably still hard just begging to be licked clean.”

He chuckled into the phone as he wiped his hand with a tissue. “I wish you were here too, doll, for no other reason but to have you all to myself.”

“Bucky…” You sighed as you pulled the phone away from your face and slammed your laptop shut, no longer in the mood for what was showing.

“Just hear me out, please.” He asked, water running in the background. “When I get back, all I ask for is one night. Stay with me one night, if you wake up and can’t stand the sight of seeing me on the pillow beside you then fine, your rules win. But it could surprise you.”

“What’s that?”

“You might just like it.”

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