A New Light

モニタリング toga

buck x reader where bucky is sad cuz he can't date nat and when frnd!reader asks him out he says yes even tho hes still in love/has a crush on nat, but when r asks he lies n says tht he's not n that hes just "protectivE" of her. later he gets drunk or maybe hes jus rly pissed off after something happens n when r tries to help him he gets angry and tells her that she's clingy n annoying n that he only dated her cuz he couldn't be w nat n that he almost says her name durin sex smtimes. you can escalate from there!1 love ur works sm btw, hope u hav a good dayy!!

okay, I'm hoping this is good! If not, I do apologise.

summary - bucky agrees to date you because natasha is already taken, how long can he pretend before he snaps?

warning - angst, swearing, unrequited love, near abuse but is stopped.

the gif I use isn't mine, dividers by @firefly-graphics

You smiled as Natasha encouraged you to ask out your long-time crush Bucky Barnes. You always thought he was into her, but then he started paying more attention to you. You decided to head over to Bucky when Sam came to collect Nat, his arms wrapped around her waist as he kissed softly on her temple. You smiled at the affection and love the two have for each other, hoping you’ll have that.

“Hi, Bucky!” You grin, waving slightly as you stop in front of him. You could’ve sworn your heart skipped a beat when he looked up at you.

“Oh, hi, Y/n” He gives you a tight smile, watching as he continues to look back at Sam and Nat. You feel your nerves get the best of you as you fiddle with your fingers.

“I wanted to ask… Would you like to have dinner with me sometime?”

Bucky shrugs. “Sure.” You’re too happy to see how uninterested he is, wishing him goodbye before skipping away to your room. 

It’s been a few months since you and Bucky started dating. At first, you were ecstatic. You thought he was really into you until you noticed how he acted around Nat. You walked into the room and watched him watch her and Sam for a while.

Walking closer, you sit next to him. Feeling your heart crack a bit when he scoots away from you. “Buck…” He hums, not even taking his eyes off her. “Do you still have feelings for Nat?” 

Bucky’s head whips around, looking at you like you grew three heads. “What? No! What kind of question is that?”

You look down as you play with the end of your shirt. “It’s just… You’re always talking about her or looking at her, and I just thought….”

“Jesus Christ, Y/n! I’m just protective of her. Stop being so insecure.” And with that, he stands and walks off. Leaving you to feel like shit, not noticing Nat and Sam looking at you with pity from across the room.

It had been a few days since Bucky snapped at you, and he’s become distant. You're currently sitting on your bed, feeling tired. You flip through a book you’ve been meaning to read but can never find the time. You’re interrupted by a knock at the door causing you to get up and head over.

When you open it, you’re met with Steve holding a very drunk Bucky. “I didn’t know where else to take him… Please be careful. He’s acting a bit off today.” Steve looks at you sheepishly. You smile softly, taking your drunken boyfriend off his hands, thanking him and closing the door.

“C’mon, Bucky, let’s get you to bed.” A whimper leaves you as Bucky pushes you off him, turning around and glaring at you.

“Jesus fuck! Why the fuck are you always so fucking clingy? Do you know how fucking annoying it is to always have you near me or talking to me?!” You blink, too shocked to move as he explodes. “Fucking hell! I didn’t even want to fucking be with you! Why would I want someone like you when someone like Natasha exists?!” Bucky stalks closer to you, and you quickly take steps back until you are pushed against the wall. “I only fucking said yes to you because Sam fucking took her from me!” 

“B–but”

“But what?! Did you think that I could love you, YOU?!” Bucky’s metal fist flies to the wall beside your head, causing a dent. “You’ve never even questioned me, always requesting to fuck you from behind! Is it because deep down you knew that I secretly wished it was her?! That her name nearly slips from my mouth when I’m balls deep inside you!”

You take a shaky breath, feeling tears roll down your face, but you’re too numb to move. Bucky's fist lifts, and you flinch, thinking he will hit you. You squeeze your eyes shut, only opening them when you hear someone yelling. 

Your eyes widen when you see Steve tackling Bucky, holding him down as he screams to let him go and how much he hates you. Steve turns to you and feels his heartbreak at the terrified look in your eyes. “I got him. Go to my room. I’ll be there soon.” 

You take off, heading straight to Steve’s room and throwing yourself into his bed. You bury your face into his pillows, crying into it before falling asleep. 

Steve enters his room, looking at you sadly before he crawls in behind you. His heart skips as your body curls into him. He wraps his arm around you and holds you close as he falls asleep.

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discretion

premise: there’s only so much bratty behavior ransom can allow you to get away with before he has to punish you for it.

pairing: ransom drysdale x (f)reader

word count: 1k

warnings: eighteen+ content, orgasm denial, unprotected p in v, brattamer!ransom, vibrator mention, jealousy undertones, a touch of dacryphilia, praise, dirty talk.

etc: i feel like kinktober wouldn’t be kinktober if i didn’t kick it off with a c evans character so let’s goooo, here’s to a super kinky month my darlings!

kinktober 01 | kinktober masterlist

There’s a heavy weight in your core, like a dam trying to break—that last piece of molding tight in place and refusing to waver, a blockage that makes your whole body ache and claw at Ransom’s wrist. Your nails leaving crescants in his skin that only seem to make him smirk more, go harder, torture your overworked enterance to the point of pain; each hard thrust of his cock sending a jolt of pain through your walls.

A pain that feels heavy in your lower abdomen when Ransom presses his palm to the area, the toy he has in his hand pressed hard on your clit.

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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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Could you share your thoughts on shower sex with Bakugou? For Sinful Sunday 🔥

A/N: Well, let me tell you, showering with Bakugo is like stepping into a steamy, explosive adventure - the hot water might not be the only thing making you sweat💥😉

SINFUL SUNDAY

Showering with Bakugo was always exhilarating. It often served as a release for Katsuki, a way to let go of the anger and frustration he'd accumulated during a long day at work.

You're massaging body wash onto his back, working to relieve the knots that have formed from dealing with his hero work all day. Your hand "accidentally" slips lower, and you barely have time to register his sharp grunt before you find yourself pinned against the cold shower wall. Katsuki towers over you, a sly smirk tugging at his lips. "You're so naughty, dear one. You did that on purpose, didn't you?" He whispers in your ear, a deep chuckle resounding in his throat. His lips ghost over the nape of your neck, and his hand is stroking your inner thigh.

"Katsuki, please," you beg, but each time you try to shift your body so that his hand is rubbing the soaked spot between your legs, he firmly locks your hips in place and clicks his tongue, "Tsch! Patience. Though I trained you better than that, so don't be a whiny bitch. Do you want me to fuck you? To completely destroy you until the only thing you can think of is my cock inside of you? Is that it, slut?"

You're nodding your head vigorously, however, he's not going to let you get what you want so easily; if you want him to indulge your desires, you're going to have to show him why you deserve it.

He guides you onto your knees, his firm grip in your hair urging you forward. You're salivating at the sight of his hardened dick, and he revels in your eagerness. “Suck, and don’t you fucking dare waste a fucking single drop, bitch.”

The tip of his dick is already pushing inside of your welcoming mouth before you can think of it or do anything. You eagerly take him in, your fervent actions driven by a desire that knows no bounds. You eagerly bob your head, back and forth, back and forth, purring like a little kitten.

His praises flow like sweet music from his lips, driving your passion to new heights as he thrusts deeper and harder into your warm, welcoming mouth. "Look at you, dumbass, sucking me like a fucking pro."

As you drink in every drop of his salty semen, savoring it like a precious elixir, he keeps his promise. Bakugo gently pulls you up to your feet, showering you with praise for your efforts. He grants you a brief respite, allowing you to catch your breath, before commanding you to grab onto the shower bar. With renewed vigor, Bakugo slides his hardened length into you, the sensation of him filling you up to the brim pushing you both to the brink of ecstasy.

His skilled fingers join his dick inside you, their movements perfectly synchronized with the thrusts of his cock. Two fingers scissoring within your tight, wet heat, stretching you and driving you wild with pleasure, while his thumb expertly rubs your sensitive clitoris.

Your body responds with unrestrained passion, every nerve ending tingling with electric pleasure as you moan and writhe under his expert touch. "Oh my God, oh my God!" you're nothing but a whining mess.

His hips stutter as he lets out a quiet groan, ropes of his seed spilling into you. "Yes, take it, take it, bitch," he whispers huskily, lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

Your bodies tremble together, intimately connected in the heat of the shower, as you both ride the waves of pleasure.

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