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[NSFW] Wrong Place, Wrong Time | Steve x Bucky x Reader (Fluff, Angst)

Category: NSFW, Fluff, Angst (Mandatory) Age: 18+ Trigger Warnings: Subspace, panic attack Ship: Bucky x Steve x Reader Summary: Reader Falls Into Subspace Mid-Mission Request: N/A Contains Spoilers for: N/A Word Count: 4,667

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The one thing that Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes pride themselves in is the ability to make their girl completely submit to them, sexually, and make sure she comes back to reality afterwards. They treat their girl like a diamond that will crack at the slightest flick, but only they have the ability to toy with it without it shattering.

(Y/N), Bucky and Steve don’t have the most common of relationships, as you can imagine. The three couldn’t help it when they met. Steve and Bucky already had their relationship going on anyway, the bisexual captain knowing full well that he’d never be able to get over his love for Peggy, and one thing led to another and Bucky offered to be there for all of his needs. Then she came along and they were both in absolute awe of her. Her strength, compassion, kindness and understanding. Her beauty, her flaws, her attitude.

They became best of friends extremely fast. (Y/N) was a huge sucker for the boys’ relationship and always told them how adorable they were. They often went on their own missions together and it was pretty much them against the world. She was there for them when they had nightmares and vice versa, she looked after them when they were going out of their minds and always was the mediator of any petty arguments they had.

It was only so long before Steve and Bucky needed to talk about it

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Let Me Love You.

CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader AU.

Run-through: Things happened between you and your boss over a weekend recently; while on a business trip. Boundaries were crossed, lines were blurred – rather salaciously. Following this; you decide to resign from your dream job because you couldn’t handle the guilt of having been so unethical. So vulnerable and open. Neither could you handle his burning stare at work, nor the craving of being under him each time you looked at him. So you decide to leave before you ruin your own career and further. But then, your boss shows up at your doorstep – determined to make you realize that this isn’t so bad after all…

Themes: smut, fluff, ceo!bucky (because I miss him)

You felt awful as you stepped into your apartment.

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Why This Chris Must Go

I didn’t post this until I’d waded through seventeen different sources - including The New York Times and California political donor records (which are public) and wasted too much time that should have been spent harassing my daughter about her homework. But there was a joking little Twitter poll about Which Chris Must Go? that went viral when people starting posting about Chris Pratt’s political and “spiritual” leanings. I was on the fence about Pratt since he abruptly divorced Anna Faris and left their special needs son to hastily marry Katherine Schwarzenegger. Then, he joined the GOP Schwarzenegger family’s church, The Hillsong Church, which considers LGBTQ+ an “offense against god” and advocates for electroshock therapy to get rid of the gay. (Remember that barbaric shit? Even my backwards ass state banned it.) He also works with Jews for Jesus, who attempt to convert people from the Jewish faith to Christianity (I guess with electroshock therapy, since that’s working for the gays, right Chris?) Aaaand, he and his adorable bride donated a heavy chunk of change to Trump’s 2020 re-election campaign. I’m no political scientist, but that sounds like a pretty staunch support for this psycho to get re-elected. Frankly, I don’t care. That’s not why I’m disgusted.

It was quite the backlash. And so guess who leaps to his defense? Some of the rich, white straight guys from Marvel. Robert Downey Jr. who initially posted “Fuck you all.” in response on his Instagram account deleted it before adding this lovely moment of concern. My sweet Mark Ruffalo (oh, Mark, how could you?) did as well.

You know who didn’t leap to his defense? Brie Larsen. Tessa Thompson. Zendaya. (Nor any of the other Chrises, by the way.) So, where was the support when these women were viciously bullied online? Brie got death threats for daring to become Captain America. Tessa and Z were ruthlessly subjected to racism and misogyny for acting in the Marvel Universe. Not a fucking word of defense for these women- who were truly being brutalized. So, RDJ? Fuck you, kitten. Fuck you for being a hypocrite and defending the guy just because the public learned about his leanings and “spiritual” activities. And Mark, I’m not mad. I’m just disappointed. And for the other rich, white, straight Hollywood guys to leapt to his defense? Brie, Tessa and Z are still waiting for your passionate words of support.

I AM IN!!!!!!!!!!!

“Wait, these are actually hella cute questions.”

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1. Who was the last person you held hands with? 2. Are you outgoing or shy? 3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? 4. Are you easy to get along with? 5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? 8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? 10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? 11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? 14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? 15. What good thing happened this summer? 16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 17. Do you think there is life on other planets? 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? 19. Do you like bubble baths? 20. Do you like your neighbors? 21. What are you bad habits? 22. Where would you like to travel? 23. Do you have trust issues? 24. Favorite part of your daily routine? 25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? 26. What do you do when you wake up? 27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? 28. Who are you most comfortable around? 29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? 30. Do you ever want to get married? 31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? 32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? 33. Spell your name with your chin. 34. Do you play sports? What sports? 35. Would you rather live without TV or music? 36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? 37. What do you say during awkward silences? 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? 40. What do you want to do after high school? 41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? 42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? 43. Do you smile at strangers? 44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? 45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? 46. What are you paranoid about? 47. Have you ever been high? 48. Have you ever been drunk? 49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? 51. Ever wished you were someone else? 52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? 53. Favourite makeup brand? 54. Favourite store? 55. Favourite blog? 56. Favourite colour? 57. Favourite food? 58. Last thing you ate? 59. First thing you ate this morning? 60. Ever won a competition? For what? 61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? 62. Been arrested? For what? 63. Ever been in love? 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? 65. Are you hungry right now? 66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? 67. Facebook or Twitter? 68. Twitter or Tumblr? 69. Are you watching tv right now? 70. Names of your bestfriends? 71. Craving something? What? 72. What colour are your towels? 72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? 74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? 75. Favourite animal? 76. What colour is your underwear? 77. Chocolate or Vanilla? 78. Favourite ice cream flavour? 79. What colour shirt are you wearing? 80. What colour pants? 81. Favourite tv show? 82. Favourite movie? 83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? 84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? 87. First person you talked to today? 88. Last person you talked to today? 89. Name a person you hate? 90. Name a person you love? 91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? 92. In a fight with someone? 93. How many sweatpants do you have? 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 95. Last movie you watched? 96. Favourite actress? 97. Favourite actor? 98. Do you tan a lot? 99. Have any pets? 100. How are you feeling? 101. Do you type fast? 102. Do you regret anything from your past? 103. Can you spell well? 104. Do you miss anyone from your past? 105. Ever been to a bonfire party? 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? 107. Have you ever been on a horse? 108. What should you be doing? 109. Is something irritating you right now? 110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? 111. Do you have trust issues? 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? 113. What was your childhood nickname? 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? 115. Do you play the Wii? 116. Are you listening to music right now? 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? 118. Do you like Chinese food? 119. Favourite book? 120. Are you afraid of the dark? 121. Are you mean? 122. Is cheating ever okay? 123. Can you keep white shoes clean? 124. Do you believe in love at first sight? 125. Do you believe in true love? 126. Are you currently bored? 127. What makes you happy? 128. Would you change your name? 129. What your zodiac sign? 130. Do you like subway? 131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 133. Favourite lyrics right now? 134. Can you count to one million? 135. Dumbest lie you ever told? 136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? 137. How tall are you? 138. Curly or Straight hair? 139. Brunette or Blonde? 140. Summer or Winter? 141. Night or Day? 142. Favourite month? 143. Are you a vegetarian? 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? 145. Tea or Coffee? 146. Was today a good day? 147. Mars or Snickers? 148. What’s your favourite quote? 149. Do you believe in ghosts? 150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?  (via tchitsnathan)

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Cockblocked

Summary: Sam and Nat decide it’d be funny to cockblock the former Winter Soldier after his girl returns from a long mission away.

Word count: 3.5k oops. (Sorry I got a lil carried away, this was just really fun to write tbh 😂) 

Warnings: Smoooot (smut), don’t read if you’re underage pls.

“Fuck” Bucky groans under his breath as you roll your hips backwards, your ass rubbing against his stiff cock. His arms tighten around your waist as he buries his face into your hair, a needy whimper escaping the back of his throat. 

The sinful way you ground your hips against him was driving him wild and what started out as spooning while watching a movie was quickly turning into something else as indicated by the heavy pants coming from the super soldier. 

“Baby…” he breathes, one of his hands coming to rest on top of your hip. You stifle a groan, biting your lip as he pulls your hips tightly against him, pressing his cock against the soft flesh of your ass as he ruts into you. The grip you have on the arm still wrapped around you tightens, nails digging into his forearm as he grabs your breast and squeezes. 

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Get Comfy {C.E.}

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: Chris just wants you to get comfy on his lap

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨:  Chris Evans/Fem Reader

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 2K

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Smut,  no plot, 18+, slight daddy kink (very brief), vaginal sex, riding, Chris Evans 

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

A/N: Yes, based on that video. His voice does things to me and this is what happens.

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Steam from the hot shower clings to the air as you turn off the faucet. Stepping through the hazy mist, you grab the fluffy white towel hanging on the rack, briskly drying off before wrapping it around your body. Wiping off the mirror with the palm of your hand, you tilt your head at your reflection, softly smiling when you hear the muffled sounds of the tv coming from the bedroom, Chris loudly cheering.

Looking around the wide marble sink, you shuffle through your beauty products, everything in place except the one thing you need. The wispy clouds of steam fading as you search around the bathroom, you don’t see it anywhere. 

“Chris”, you call out, opening the door, hints of lavender and vanilla floating in, courtesy of the candles you lit earlier. 

The light from the tall, curved lamp on the nightstand casting a yellow glow over Chris. He’s sprawled on the bed, the thin blue cotton sheet over his lower half, the remote resting on his bare tattooed chest. His hand tucked behind his head, under the pillow. The game playing on the tv mounted on the wall across from the bed, he shifts the volume down to a low hum when he hears you. 

 He turns his head, a grin splitting his face, his blue eyes gawking at your towel-clad body. “Yeah”, he asks, suggestively wiggling his eyebrows.

Rolling your eyes, you tug the towel tighter around you. “Stop it”, you huff. “Have you seen my lotion?”. 

He shrugs one broad shoulder before reaching beside him pulling out the bottle, “This one”, he asks innocently, too innocently, his wicked eyes betraying him, rolling it in his large hand before holding it out to you. 

You narrow your eyes at him, his cheeky grin warning you of his intentions. “Just toss it, Chris”. 

Placing a hand on his chest, he manages to seem affronted, “And risk breaking it, spilling it everywhere” He shakes his head, “never”. 

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Hi I'd like to request some Sebastian Stan fluff headcanons after the reader had a bad day and Seb tries to make them feel better 🥺

✰ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 / 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭! / 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 ✰ 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 :(

• sebastian wakes up to the bathroom door slamming and knows it’s you getting home from work

• but it was a daily routine for the other person to greet the other when getting home from work and today was different.

• he called you on your break and only gave one word answers

• normally you’d take those 20 minutes to talk with your boyfriend but today wasn’t the day

• sebastian didnt know that though

• “babe? y/n? hey what’s wrong?” sebastian asks concerned as you sit on the edge of the bathtub crying

• you tell him to go away but he doesn’t budge

• he sits next to you wiping your tears away

• but you still continue crying

• “i-i’m sorry”

• sebastian frowns, “why are you apologizing? you didn’t do anything.”

• you scoff, “yeah tell that to my boss. i had such a bad day, i messed up on a file and he yelled at me in front of everyone. and to top it off i spilled coffee all over me and he didn’t let me go to my car to grab a new shirt.”

• sebastian always hated your boss and how he treated you

• he’s offered many times for you to quit and he’ll take care of you

• you refused everytime though, telling him you aren’t with him for the money

• seb knows that

• he just wants to take care of his girl

• and thats exactly what he was going to do

• he starts off with running a bath for you

• which ends in him joining you

• you sit in between his legs as he kisses your neck and shoulders

• and more kisses...in other places hehe

• he dresses you in just his hoodie and panties

• “pizza or pizza?” he asks knowing it’s the only thing you love to eat

• after dinner he makes you a n ice cream sundae

• you both finish three tubs of ice cream 

• “can we watch your movie?” you ask him as you cuddle with him in bed

• he immediately knows which movie you are talking about

• “babe, it’s apart of the cap-.”

• you cut him off, “nope. it should have just been the winter soldier, it’s all about you!”

• sebastian chuckles deciding not to get in the same debate you had about the movie every time you watched it

• thirty minutes into the movie he can tell you’re feeling better

• “i love you.”

• “i love you too.” sebastian says as you drift off to sleep in his arms

• he smiles down at you happy that he made you feel better

• that’s all he ever wanted to do for the rest of his life 

• to take care of his girl 

• a/n: hope y'all enjoyed this as much as i did lol <3

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okay but promiscuous! bubblegum bitch! student reader that’s trying to get one over on dilf! professor! Chris so while she’s meeting w him about school work during both lunch periods, he catches some runny pasta sauce from her mouth and instead of allowing him to clean it with his napkin, she just pops his thumb right in her mouth and sucks. full eye contact, innocent looking, running her tongue in circles around the digit, before kissing it when she’s done. yeah... he’s done for.

Ѽ spooktober day 6 Ѽ

this thought now lives rent free in my head...genie you genius

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: heavy daddy kink, age-gap

strutting into his office, skirt short and button of your blouse undone as you kick his door shut with your heel

“hello, professor.” you say, nearly giggling as you make yourself at home on top of his desk as he puts away a few papers he’s been marking

“what’s on the menu today?” he asks with a smirk, folding his thick arms over his chest as you pop off the container of your tupperware

“leftover pasta.” you answer, digging in as chris chuckles to himself

it’s become a routine for you to barge into his office, pretty much whenever, but you always have lunch with him

chris doesn’t seem to ever mind and you think he enjoy the company of a young and beautiful girl like yourself

it’s almost like a game to you, a sick and twisted one, but you can’t help that you enjoy it so much

chris stands up from his chair, growing to his towering height as he walks around his desk to where you’re sitting on the edge of it

“what’re you looking at?” you question with furrowed brows when you realize he’s been staring at you, trying to conceal a smile

“nothin’, you’ve just got a little...” he trails off, bringing his thumb to the edge of your mouth and swiping at the pasta sauce

“made a bit of a mess.” he adds, his voice lower and your heart is hammering in your chest as he slowly goes to remove his thumb from your mouth

but before he can, your hand wraps around his thick wrist, guiding his thumb into your mouth

gently sucking around his thumb, eyes on his the entire time as you let out a soft moan. his eyes are growing darker as he watches his now wet thumb leave your mouth with a gentle pop

“couldn’t let it go to waste.” you whisper, tone sultry and before you know it chris is standing between your legs with his lips slotted over yours in a needy kiss

“such a fuckin’ tease, you know that?” chris growls, pressing his crotch against yours making you gasp at the contact

“but i bet you wanted daddy’s thumb in your mouth, hmm? why else would you come in here every day, lettin’ me know just how desperate you are, if you didn’t want daddy to fix your little problem?”

you whimper, his hands now cradling your face as your nose bumps his

“oh c’mon baby girl, don’t get shy on me now. i’ve seen that smart mouth of yours at work, tell daddy what you need.” he purrs, beard running across your jaw as his lips pepper kisses along your neck

your skirt has ridden up now, exposing your thighs and slightly damp panties as chris’ fingers dance across your clothed pussy

“i bet you need my fingers. need them buried deep inside of that tight pussy of yours.” he chuckles deeply, watching the way you swallow thickly and nod your head

his fingers skin over the inside of your thigh before he’s snapping the elastic of your panties against your skin. the action making you yelp softly

“say please.” he nearly scolds, holding your jaw between his fingers and running his thumb of your lips

“if you want daddy’s help, you can’t be rude, baby girl.” he reminds you with a faint smirk

“please, d-daddy.” you croak out, throat dry from excitement before his fingers run under your panties and through the hair that covers your mound; finding your clit

he hums contently when he finds how wet you are for him, running his fingers through your folds teasingly

“have you been thinkin’ of me, sweetheart? thinkin’ of ways daddy could make you feel so good?” he cooes, index finger prodding at your aching entrance

“it’s a good thing you’ve been such a good girl, princess. or else daddy wouldn’t give you what you want.” he winks, sliding two fingers into you, stretching you out as you choke out a moan

your fingers are digging into his shoulders and biceps, wrinkling his once neatly smoothed and tucked dress shirt as he slowly fingers you right on top of his desk

“shh, princess. you gotta be quiet for daddy.” he coaxes you, palm bumping your clit gently and it makes shocks of electricity run through your veins

“wanna suck on daddy’s thumb to keep quiet, princess?” he asks, mocking your pout, but not in a mean way; a sympathetic way

you don’t even have to answer before you’re opening your mouth for his thumb, tongue lapping around it, lips puckered, and teeth sinking into it when his fingers graze that sweet spot inside of you

“you’re bein’ so good for daddy, can feel how wet and tight you are.” he whispers, curling his fingers inside of you which makes your eyes roll back

“you wanna cum on daddy’s fingers, princess? show him how good he’s makin’ you feel?” he asks, waiting for the way you nod your head and pant breathlessly

you feel the coil starting to slowly undo, tightness building before snapping suddenly

“that’s a good girl, cumming all over my fingers with daddy’s thumb stuffed in your mouth.” he nearly growls, feeling your walls nearly push his fingers out of your pussy from the force of your orgasm

your head is spinning, jaw slack as his thumb leaves your mouth with a thin trail of saliva before you open your eyes again

he’s kissing you gently before tapping his soaked fingers against your lips

“you gotta clean up daddy now.” he smirks, watching as you do so, humming around his digits

“good girl, you did so good. daddy’s so proud of you.” he praises, kissing your nose and cheeks which makes you giggle

“how about you stay after class tonight so daddy can teach you a few things, how’s that sound princess?”

oh you best believe i’m staying after class professor christopher evans skfkskdksksk