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The Easter Hunt || Marc Spector x fem!Reader smut

Summary: Steven Grant is your boyfriend. You live a happy life together. On Easter, something unexpected happens. You are surprised to learn Marc Spector wants to get laid with you. Would you agree to that?

Warnings: smut & language & Marc being bossy

Words: 3280

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem!Reader* || Steven Grant x fem!Reader

Authors: Cass & Fenrir

* main pairing

Easter was a more laid-back holiday than Christmas. Undoubtedly, the holiday was filled with family, friends, and delicious food. On Easter Sunday, people would receive chocolate eggs and occasionally a bunny. It was enjoyable to be able to celebrate these things. Furthermore, spring had just arrived, which meant that new flowers bloomed and everything came back to life after a long absence. In order to welcome the seasonally warm air, many people opened the windows instead of getting cosy for the winter.

Steven felt like he was on cloud nine; he had a cheerful mood. While the whole Easter dinner preparation was a bit overwhelming at times, he didn’t mind as long as you were with him and Gus.

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Down With Love: Preview

((not my gif, I couldn’t find it!! :( )), but none the less….this is bucky’s look. for obvious reasons

                                            The summary:

Bucky Barnes had been through a lot In his lifetime, so he thanked the stars when he met you. You had met by chance, which led to the two of you happy in a relationship in the Heart of New York. After three months of living together, you finally bring up the former Russian Assasin’s newest nightmare - meeting your parents.

notes: only a preview and starting a FRESH tag list for this one. A Little bit of sexy times mentioned.

7:46 pm., new york.

It had been twenty minutes in, and you couldn’t believe that you felt as if you were watching it for the first time. Snuggled in your blankets, you had no care in the world as you watched your small screen paint the picture of your favorite film. Unable to hold back your grin, the grit, and comedy of When Harry Met Sally had echoed throughout your apartment. It wasn’t the only sound, however, you could hear Nat King Cole from the bedroom. You were all dressed for the night, wearing your best dress - your rather distinguished coat you only wore on special occasions. You were told earlier today to dress in such a way, for some reason tonight was special - and the more you thought about it, the more your heart would race. You pulled your eyes from the TV for only a moment, not realizing that you would freeze at the sight of the man you lived with walking out of your shared room. Bucky Barnes, dressed in only slacks and a button up shirt - paired with the leather jacket you loved. 

“And what do you think you’re doing?” He grinned, his eyes trailing across your blanket.

“Just catching a few minutes.” You bit your lip, feeling your heart flutter at how good he looked.

“Few minutes?” Bucky questioned, his boots clicking across your hardwood floors - he stood just to the side of you, releasing a soft chuckle.

“What?” You sounded almost too defensive, “Aw come on, you were taking too long.”

“I was taking too long, huh?” Bucky smirked down at you, “Darlin, you watch this movie four times a week. This ain’t got nothing to do with me taking too long.”

“Fair.” You hid your smile, looking back to the screen, “I just can’t help it, their story is so-”

Bucky sighed, dropping to the couch - he placed his arm behind you. There he sat beside you, his blue eyes staring with a hint of amusement.

“Don’t look at me like that!” You playfully hit his chest, “This is a story that-”

“I know.” He grinned, “Watch it all you want, doll.”

“Oh so this is the big night, huh?” You could only smile, trailing his features - appreciating the haircut he got last week.

“Well-” Bucky took a deep breath, looking to his watch, “We have reservations at eight. But we can skip them.”

“What is up with you?” You furrowed your brow, noticing that he hadn’t stopped smiling since he entered the room.

“I just think it’s cute.” He chuckled, his hand slowly making it’s way to your hair - playing softly with the strands you could tell he was transfixed.

“What?” You crossed your arms, suddenly curious.

“You look beautiful,” Bucky whispered, his finger finding your knock-off diamond earing. Playing once again, you watched his lips form a smirk.

“Don’t start that-” You took a breath, feeling your heart race speed up with every touch, “We’ll never get out of here.”

“I think we can afford to-” Bucky whispered deviously, and before you could protest - his lips had nearly lunged forward to your neck, kissing in just the right spot, nibbling to make his mark.

This is a commissions for @jro616 for their fic Making a Splash! <3

Candle Magick

Photos by Pascal Müller, Niklas Ohlrogge, and Claudia Ramírez

Counting space bunnies 🐇

a thot for you baby. joining the mile high club with Bucky. he’s just too insatiable when it comes to you 😌

Mile High

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, smut, pet names (kitten, baby), mentions of alcohol, 18+.

Word Count: 400ish.

A/N: Dividers by the talented @sgt-seabass. Also, might be the reader who's insatiable 😏

"Come on, Buck. Live a little." Your fingers fumble with his belt buckle, body crammed against his in the small space. Maybe it's the vodka miniatures or maybe it's just because he looks so fucking good today. "Please, baby? Jus' wanna have a little fun. Don't you wanna have some fun, Bucky?"

You wiggle your jeans and underwear down over your ass, your flesh digging into the plastic sink behind you as you palm at his erection through his pants with a smirk.

"You're gonna get us in trouble, kitten." He grumbles, reaching around to grab a handful of your ass and letting you unbuckle his belt.

"Good thing you love trouble then, isn't it?"

"Good thing I love you, you mean." You let out a giggle at his struggle as he tries to manoeuvre his hulking form against yours, his metal arm clinking against the push button on the hand dryer and setting it off. "God damn it, fuckin' thing."

You turn around, wedging yourself between the cheap mirror screwed to the wall and his front, eyeing him in the reflection and sighing happily at the sight of your new husband.

Bucky groans when you wind your hips back against him, the cleft of your ass massaging his prominent bulge before he frees himself from his boxer shorts.

"Can't wait until we get to the resort, baby. Need it now. Please," you beg.

One hand dips beneath your blouse, the cool metal on your spine making you shiver with anticipation and lust. The tip of his cock nudges against your slick hole and you breathe out a heady moan.

"Shh," he warns, sheathing himself inside you in one fluid thrust and curling his flesh hand around your mouth to muffle your sounds. "Know I love hearin' that but you gotta be-fuck-quiet, kitten."

"Always get your way," he grits out, leaning forward and peppering kisses against the side of your throat.

There isn't enough space for him to pound into you like he usually would, but its okay.

The friction of your bodies grinding against each other is enough to have you panting against his palm, your teeth grazing teasingly against his skin as he locks eyes with you in the mirror.

"'Cause you love me, right?"

"'Cause you're fuckin' insatiable, Mrs Barnes."

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Kiss Me Good-Knight ❴ Part 1 ❵

summary: you are in a happy platonic relationship with Steven Grant, and you have… something with Marc Spector. unfortunately, perfection can’t last forever.

1.3k words.

fluff leading to angst, gender neutral reader, reader deals with anxiety and implied dissociation.

Steven shuffles out from the shower, skin damp and hair dripping. He grabs a towel and rubs at his head, his chest, his legs. His movements are quick and careless. Excitement buzzes under his skin. The leftover droplets of water rolling off his arms go completely ignored as he struggles into his clothes. He hops out of the bathroom, shorts barely over his hips, and grins like a fool when he sees you.

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Douma & a puppy - headcanons

MASTERLIST

After adpting a puppy, Douma becomes jealous of it because he thinks it's stealing your attention and affection

Douma tries to train the puppy to become a Hashira-slaying companion, but it just wants to play fetch instead

The puppy is actually incredibly well-behaved and never bothers Akaza, much to Douma's disappointment. Douma tries to teach the puppy to misbehave around his best friend, but the puppy just looks up at him with big, innocent eyes and wags its tail

Douma starts using the puppy as an excuse to avoid going on missions, saying he needs to stay home to take care of the dog (Muzan becomes infuriated and reaches the point where he's oh so done with Douma)

Douma becomes a dog person and starts showering the puppy with affection and presents, much to his own surprise

Douma starts dressing the puppy up in a miniature version of Douma's robes and hat on daily basis, much to your surprise

Douma starts speaking to the puppy like it would be a child, much to the confusion of everyone around him, especially his followers and his fellow Upper Moons

Douma starts dreaming about his puppy becoming a powerful demon lord, ruling over the world with an iron paw 🐾

New Horikoshi illustration for a 1/1 scale figure of Deku for the Art Exhibition