Ptergwen’s Masterlist

baby, but you.

summary. | He hopes you can feel it, because nobody else can heal it but you. Baby, but you.

warnings. | smut, hate fucking (ish), enemies to lover, slight angst, birthdays, degradation, praise, spitting, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, yearning, crushing, riding, couch sex, breeding, possessiveness, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI AND DO NOT REPOST MY STORIES.

word count. | 3.6k

pairings. | Bucky Barnes x Reader.

a/n. | happy birthday @asadmarveltrashbag ilysm!!! thank you so much for being there for me since like day one, for being such a good role model and for just being amazing. thank you so much for listening to me rant and giving me advice, i’m so grateful for you. i hope your birthday is amazing today, i love you so much!! don’t forget to reblog! if you take ANY inspiration from my fics (and i’ll know, trust me) and you don’t give credit, you will be blocked and i’ll let others know.

He stands afar from you. A cold, calculated stare that you’re almost tempted to challenge with your killer one. There are only about two and a half meters of space separating you two, and even that’s not enough. You’re like a cat and a dog, constantly fighting about God knows what. Sometimes it’s the stupidest of things; other times, it’s the most reasonable. Either he has the television on too loud, or you come home too late. The other neighbours… Well, frankly, they don’t live here anymore.

It’s because they can’t handle his screaming when he has nightmares. You scoffed when you first heard it from your landlord, finding it absolutely insane that nobody is used to the sounds of a nightmare. As if they’re any better. You handle it like a champion, simply just putting on earbuds and your favourite songs at the lowest volume until you fall asleep. You almost feel bad for him when you see him with deep bags under his eyes.

But one short, snarky remark from him has the sympathy in you draining. Almost like the way his hands are the palest colour ever, and his skin doesn’t have the redness it should have. Almost as if the colours on a painting have been scraped off. You shouldn’t be noticing these things, really, but you just can’t help it. He’s almost a shell of the man he once was, at least in his words, but you believe that with some care (not from your hands, ew), he’ll be back to normal.

He shouldn’t notice the way you sigh every time you get home. The way you drag yourself through the carpeted hallway, out from the metal box that Bucky doesn’t trust. He doesn’t charge anything that has to do with heights, so that’s why he’s settled for the second floor. The drop in his stomach brings back so many memories that he can’t bear to remember.

Sometimes, he picks up the rumble of your stomach that he knows you’re embarrassed about, only because when it happens, you become the most fearful sailor to ever cross the shore. You always arrive right before Bucky falls asleep, leaving him at peace. ...No, no, no. It’s not like that. He totally doesn’t wait up until you come home safely before he can actually fall asleep so he can have a sense of calm. No, that’s absurd. Another absurd thing is the ungodly hour that you arrive home.

“Listen, you’re the one who bumped into me, okay? Let’s just leave it at that,” you huff, swinging your keychain between your fingers. Your digits are so soft, only ever coarse when you touch the skin between them. His hands, however, are almost the opposite. They’re rough and dry, but the crevices are a bit damp with sweat from pure nervousness. “No, no, you bumped into me, and we’re going to leave it at that, okay? Okay,” he nods, even though he’s talking to you.

“No, you bumped into me, and that’s that. Goodbye, Mr. Barnes,” you finish, throwing your bag over your shoulder and stomping down the hallways. You don’t look back once, simply just strutting your way to that darned elevator that you loathe. Suddenly, a hand wraps around your arm and turns you around. “I didn’t say you could go; we’re not done until I say we’re done,” he growls, gripping your arm tight enough to have you whimpering.

“No, fuck you. I’m tired of constantly listening to you bitch and moan about things that aren’t even my fault. God, it’s like you’re twenty fucking years old with no maturity, it’s fucking pathetic,” you spit, trying to yank your arm away. But compared to a supersoldier, your strength is equal to a cool spring breeze hitting a concrete building—basically nothing. Bucky’s chest heaves, and for a moment, you’re scared.

But even though he has a temper, he could never hurt you. He’s not the Winter Soldier; you’re sure of it.

His jaw clenches, and you stare at him intensely. Work is long forgotten, just like the fact that today is your birthday. That nervous, jittery feeling that would pool in the pits of your soul isn’t there. You wonder if it’s because you’re all grown up now, or maybe it’s because you’ve been so busy that your birthday seems like any other day in your eyes. Your eyes fall to his lips, almost on instinct. They’re pink and plump, slightly damp from the wetness on his tongue.

He gently pushes you inside his home, and you stumble back in shock. “I have to go to work–” you start, but he cuts you off. “I don’t give a shit. I need to teach you a lesson,” he snaps, pulling off his leather jacket. It has blue hues to it, sometimes grey if shone under the correct lighting. It’s overall black, suiting that dark soul of his that some people claim he has. You keep your mouth shut, clutching onto the strap of your backpack that rests on your right shoulder.

Suddenly, that fiery haze of yours has faded out, and you just watch him dumbfounded. Your jaw is slightly slack, but your eyes aren’t bulging out. Bucky pulls off the unusual leather gloves that always seemed to be a little too big on him. The space between his fingers and the cloth is always too much, and you even contemplated ‘accidentally’ giving him a new, better-fitting pair.

They flop onto the floor with an almost laughable sound, but you know you shouldn’t even dare to crack a smile. “Always going on and on about something. You just need to be shut up for once, don’t you?” Bucky questions, snapping his head towards you. “N- No…” you whisper, looking down to the ground. Suddenly, you prefer looking at wood floors to handsome men such as Bucky.

“Oh… Right, I forgot. You don’t know what’s good for you, that’s why you go to work and come home so late in the night. Bet you don’t have any time to fuck around with those pathetic twenty-year-old douchebags. That’s why you touch that little pussy of yours before you head to work, right?” he questions, and you gulp thickly.

Did he really hear it all?

“Please, I heard the way you finger fuck yourself in the shower all the way here. You really need to learn how to properly lock your door. You’re lucky those old ladies were here when I heard you, or else I would’ve come all the way over there and taught you a real good lesson,” he snaps, and you genuinely feel like doubting every little thing you do. “And you know what’s so funny, doll? I even hear the way you moan my name when you’re about to come,” he whispers, standing so close to you, and you wonder how he even managed to get here.

Your faces are inches away, His warm breath fans against your skin, and Bucky can feel the nervousness seeping through your pores. “Need a refresher? Or are you just going to stay quiet?” he questions, raising his eyebrows. He has a stupid smile on his face, and you’re not sure whether you want to kiss him or slap him. Both seem very appealing, but God, that devil on your shoulder always did have a loud voice.

Your bag joins his gloves on the floor, and you tilt your head upwards to kiss him. Your lips slowly slot against his, the taste of stale coffee immediately fills your mouth as Bucky shoves his tongue past your lips. He cups the side on your face, and your hands remain bent in the air. You don’t know what to do with yourself, so you place them on his shoulders, hoping for the best. He tenses up for a bit, and you start to pull away.

He doesn’t let you go too far. His hands keep you near him, and he stares into your eyes. Blue, blown-out orbs give Bucky an even darker look, and you’re practically sailing the same ship. “Don’t… Don’t go,” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours. “I won’t, but-” you begin, but he cuts you off with an open-mouthed kiss. It’s so rough, so passionate. Teeth and tongues clash at each other, and you whimper against him as his hands move from your face.

They run down your body before gripping your hips and pulling you closer to him. His front presses against yours, and you can feel his defined muscles through that black t-shirt of his. You wrap your arms around his neck, such a simple act and yet he’s swooning like the lovesick fool he is. No, no, no, he’s not lovesick, and he’s not swooning. He’s just wanting, and that is all, just like you are.

You roll your hips for friction, desperate for something. The faint feeling of Bucky’s hard cock sends shivers down your spine, and you just know he’s huge. He could probably split you in two if he really wants to, and maybe it’s what you want as well. God, just the mental image of his cock sliding in and out of you is so pleasurable. Wetness soaks your panties, and you moan into his mouth.

“Say ‘ah,’ slut,” he mumbles before pulling away from the kiss again. You quickly do so and watch as Bucky puckers his bruised, red lips. You’re not sure what to expect; a stupid, silly kiss or something else. Your tongue is stretched out inside your mouth, and you wait for him as your chest rises and falls. Your eyes watch him as he spits into your mouth, a wad of spit dripping onto your tongue and your eyes nearly fall out of their sockets.

You quickly swallow it as if it’s some sort of antidote to an incurable disease. “Oh, you’re such a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you? I bet you’d let me do anything to you, right? Let me fuck you silly, throw you around, treat you like the spoiled brat you are,” Bucky growls with a fierce smirk on his stupidly gorgeous face. Sculpted by the Gods themselves, you wonder why the world has been so mean to him.

No, no, no, you don’t. You’re just desperate and needy.

“You really are stupid, and I haven’t even touched that little pussy of yours yet, and you can’t even answer a simple li’l question,” Bucky says out loud, expressing pure shame and disgrace. You shake your head before placing your hands back on his hard, defined chest. There’s a specific spot on his chest where the fabric is too sheer. You can see the way his soft hair has been shaved down to a mere stubble, and you wonder what he’d look like if it was grown out.

“I- I’m a dirty girl, I’d let you do anything to me, James,” you whisper to him, looking up at him with unintentional doe eyes. “I know, baby, I know,” he smirks before pushing you backwards. You expect to collide with the wooden floors harshly and startle the downstairs residents, or maybe even on a carpet that would try to break your fall but would end up failing.

You don’t expect to fall back onto a soft, cushioned couch. It’s more so an armchair that is a greyish-blue colour, one that you’d see and Ikea and want so bad, but you’d quickly change your mind once you see the whopping price it’s set at. Bucky towers over you, and you tilt your head up, still watching has the features of his face twitch a bit. His hands run down to your thighs, smoothing over the fabric of your jeans before his nimble yet strong, thick fingers reach to the button and zipper.

He makes quick work of stripping your clothes off for you, and you try your hardest to do the same for him. But flying, clashing hands that are oh so desperate can’t really do much. So as he pulls your wet panties down your feet, you hurriedly kick them to the floor. Bucky pulls his shirt over his head, and you’re not sure if you’ve lost it or if time truly has slowed down. You’re able to memorize each freckle, each scar, each mole and each muscle of his upper body.

He’s beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Though everyone has their measly little flaws that can be so bothersome, in your eyes, he has no flaws. “Fuck, you’re so fucking pretty, baby,” he breathlessly tells you, making you struggle to fight the cheerful smile that forces its way onto your face. “You’re pretty too, James,” you tell him, reaching backwards to unclasp your bra.

Now, there’s nothing special about it, really. It’s plain black, and in some areas, it physically pains you, leaving branded marks behind that feel good when you gently run your hands over them. Nonetheless, you look gorgeous with it on. But when it’s on the floor, treated like nothing, you’re even more beautiful. Your slick has stained your inner thighs with stickiness, and your clit throbs with need.

Bucky parts your legs, watching as strings of wetness pull apart from each other. “Fucking hell, is that all because of me, slut? Say it, tell me who you’re so wet for,” he demands, and your breathing hitches. “S’all for you, James, I’m so wet because of you,” you whisper to him, and he smirks devilishly. You clench around nothing but air, desperate for his cock to be inside you. “I want you so bad, James, please fuck me,” you beg to him desperately, and he chuckles.

Bucky goes to start taking off his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulling down the zipper that sometimes gets caught onto the fabric of his boxers a little too much. The black fabric slips off his skin like an extra layer of skin, and the sight of his hard cock beneath his briefs is so sexy. You let out a shaky breath, and you can just see how fucking huge he is. Impossibly long with a thickness that’ll leave you limping for at least a week or two.

“You know what’s so fucking hilarious, baby? Just moments ago, you were cursing me out, fuming at me and calling me pathetic, but look at you; you’re the pathetic one here. Practically drooling for my cock, so needy as soon as I put my hands on you,” Bucky scoffs, and you know he’s so right. He pulls down his boxers, and you watch as his cock springs out, slapping his lower abdomen and near his pretty Adonis bone.

He roughly pulls you up and sits down on the couch before dragging you onto his lap. You straddle the sides of his thick thighs, and his big cock presses right next to your pussy, between your legs. Beads of precum drip down the shaft of his cock, and some of it even sticks to your skin. “You want my cock, baby? Well, go ahead, you can have it,” he tells you, resting his hands on your hips.

You exhale nervously, knowing that his cock is gonna stretch you out so much, it’ll be borderline painful and pleasurable. You lift your hips up a bit, and Bucky’s hand grasps the base of his cock. He’s sticky and pulsating, a raging red that is almost purple if you squint your eyes enough. He drags it from your swollen little pearl all the way down to your drooling hole. The mild friction is absolutely amazing, making you moan softly.

Bucky shudders as he slowly pushes the tip of his cock inside of you. He almost wants to tease you so badly, make you beg for it until you’re sobbing and going all ditzy for him. But he’s not all the mean, and he can’t possibly be so cruel to the birthday girl. In one swift motion, Bucky pulls you down onto his cock, burying himself inside of you. You toss your head back and cry out as he stretches you painfully. The wet squelching pounds of your pussy are loud, but your moans are much louder.

He curses and bites down on his bottom lip, falling in love with the way your pussy hugs him tightly and the velvet feeling of your walls. No, no, no, he is not falling in love. He’s just desperate, that’s all. It takes you both a few seconds to adjust, and the painful stretch dulls down to immense pleasure. You struggle to control your breathing, though, because you’ve never taken anyone or anything as big and him. Months of wanting and needing him have finally come down to this, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

He hopes you can feel it because nobody can heal it but you. Every single day he thinks about you, and his heart hurts. His heart hurts when he watches you leave and come home, it hurts when you both fight, and it hurts when he believes you could never love him. His mind still tells him that, and yet here you are, riding his cock on your birthday. He notices the way your bottom lip wobbles a bit, and he pities you.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby, you’re doing so good. Ride my cock, birthday girl, I know you can do it,” Bucky praises with the most innocent smile ever. You nod your head and slowly begin to rock your hips, moving them up and down his cock. Bucky is torn; he doesn’t know whether he should stare at your pretty face or at where you’re both connected. Your slick coats his cock and leaves it glistening, and he watches as it disappears and reappears over and over.

His hand returns back onto your hips, and he gently guides you up and down his cock. Your pained whimpers soon turn to loud, slutty, desperate moans, and Bucky begins to fuck up into your cunt, meeting you at every thrust. “Fuck, yeah, that’s my good girl. Riding my cock so fucking good,” Bucky coos, and you can’t help but giggle. Warmth fills your chest, and pleasure blooms immensely in your core, and it’s the exact same for Bucky.

His balls slap against your ass, and his cock drives in and out of you. You ride him at a quicker pace, moaning loudly, and he nudges against your sweet spot. “You look so fucking sexy riding my cock, baby. Could watch you forever an’ ever,” Bucky purrs, gripping your hips even tighter. Electricity crackles up your spine, almost like a burning wire in a destroyed fuse box. Everything is so sensitive, and the searing pleasure builds up inside the two of you.

Beads of sweat drip down your neck, and it is the same for Bucky. His skin shines just like his cock does, and the veins on the side of it throb with every movement. The wet noises and the sound of skin on skin fills the room almost impressively. The neighbours would’ve already filed noise complaints if they still lived here, but they don’t. So Bucky’ll fuck your brains out until you can’t make a sound.

“Fuck, you’re close, aren’t you? Can feel the way that nice little cunt is squeezin’ my cock,” he groans, staring up at you with his jaw slightly slacked. Your eyes have glazed over, and you stare at Bucky’s face. You ride him using his dick for all your needs and wants. It’s just like you’ve imagined, even down to the pleasure you’re feeling. “Mhm, gonna come all over your big cock,” you whimper at a specific thrust.

And he’s close too. Though the serum should make him last longer, your pussy just defies those rules. He fucks into you faster and rougher, and your legs have turned to jelly. You collapse onto his chest and let him pound your pussy into oblivion. Bucky’s chest rumbles with a chain of moan and curses, and you look up at him. His metal arm is icy cold, just like his eyes. But his orbs are darker than regular ice. They resemble black ice more than anything.

The elastic band in your stomach twists up tightly until it can’t do anything but snap. And so it does. The dam breaks, and you’re suddenly coming around Bucky’s cock. Your cum coats his cock and drips down his balls as your body seizes up. Your jaw falls open, and your eyes roll back while you moan loudly. “Fuck, you look so pretty when you come,” Bucky breathes, letting your head fall into the crook of his neck.

You cry out loudly as Bucky sloppily fucks you through your orgasm and chases his own. “I’m gonna fill you up with my cum, knock you up with my kids. Fuck, you’d look so hot with a bump, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of your body,” he moans deeply, feeling his balls tighten up. He tosses his head back and curses, hitting his release. Ropes of cum shoot inside your cunt, painting your walls and even leaking out a bit. Somewhere, deep down inside Bucky, he truly hopes it sticks.

He moans loudly as his hips give a few shallow thrusts, prolonging his orgasm. You both sigh, slick with sweat and other bodily fluids that neither of you cares about. “Happy birthday…” Bucky whispers, pressing a kiss on the side of your head. “T- Thank you… How’d you know, though?” you question, even though his cock is still inside you. “Just did… Listen, I’m sorry–” he starts, but you cut him off. “Shh, I don’t care about anything but you, baby,” you tell him, whispering gently.

“Baby, but you.”

KATHS FIC RECS

hi here’s the list no one asked for of my favorite fics. all of these are NSFW because i love smut. dark content is marked with a ☾ separating these by character. please heed the warnings on all fics! this will also be continuously updated because i am a whore for fan fics

Hawks

Dead Doves Don’t Fly @dearestdynamight ☾

Warmer Weather by @hawnks

The Daylight Holds You Close, But Tonight You Are Mine @cxnicalsweetheart ☾

Primal Dissonance @tainted-wine ☾

Izuku Midoriya

Never Meet Your Heroes by @trafalgar-temptress

You Saved Me @eyesofophelia

One Single Thread of Gold Tied Me To You @spacelabrathor ☾

Dabi

I Didn’t Mean To Say I Love You by @inkykeiji

Dabi Teaching You To Touch Yourself @inkykeiji ☾

Touya-Nii Series @inkykeiji ☾

Katsuki Bakugou

I Could Always Be Whatever You Wanted But Never What You Needed @cxnicalsweetheart

Thin Walls @rat-suki ☾

Promise? @rat-suki

The Epilogue Doesn’t Make It Better @kirispiracy

Shouta Aizawa

Breath of Fresh Air @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

Opium @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten ☾

A Fathers Love @tamakisbunnygirl ☾

Peter Parker [Favourites]

this is an overview of some of the best peter parker fics out there - this list covers all tropes

* = smut

* Don't Hold Back - @hollandcrush

two hormonal students wander into a room during a frat party, what could possibly happen? maybe you discover that under his heart made of pure gold lurks a hidden powerful, dominant side

Sunset Lovers - @duskholland

you’ve never met your soulmate, but you know his handwriting like the back of your hand...literally - every word your soulmate writes on his skin appears on yours, and vice versa - you’re desperate to meet him, but until the universe decides to introduce you, you’re stuck with scribbled smiley faces and chemistry formulae

Was It Worth It - @kelieah

reader and peter are married with a baby, after every mission she questions if it “was it worth it” but as she becomes muddled up in a dangerous mission, peter doesn't know if it is worth it anymore

Disappointed - @dlwritings

the events of endgame have taken their toll on peter - unfortunately, this means you’re left picking up his broken pieces, and you’re not sure how much more strength you have to help him

His Plan - @dlwritings

you’re far too shy to tell peter how you feel about him - you always have been, he’s shy about it too, but decides to bite the bullet and confess a couple things to you on the school trip to europe - his plan doesn’t, however, account for you feeling the same

The Storm - @starlordsandrockets

peter parker was the last person you wanted to be partnered with for your class presentation - now you were forced to spend the day with him but your loathing soon turns into something quite different when the day is over

Just For Tonight - @cloudybarnes

peter accidentally tells the avengers he has a girlfriend and now they all wanna meet her. in an attempt to not look like a liar, he recruits his best friend y/n to fake date him for the night so he can introduce them to her

* What Good Boys Do - @vampireinbusiness

can you do one about shy peter and his love for readers short skirts like he gets so flustered seeing her in them but he always touches her and him going down on his knees to eat her out with them on

Remember That Night - @tinyyoungblood

peter spends a night on omegle and comes across a sleeping girl. peter decides not to skip her - he reads to her and talks to her about his problems, and when she finally wakes, they lose themselves in endless conversation until she hits him with the “see you in a different life, bye peter

Better Half - @ptersmj

where you fall asleep on peters lap after a mission and he just takes care of you?

Trouble In Paradise - @ptersmj

peter loves giving y/n hickies - when they at a pool party with the rest of the avengers, everyone starts teasing her about them

Honor - @itsapeterthing

your best friend peter parker who has a secret crush on you catches your boyfriend cheating with another girl

Invisible String (Series) - @peterbenjiparker

you were content with the way your life was, until you woke up with a red string wound around your fingertips and the red string just had to link you to your best friend, peter - now you were subjected to a possible life of no love as you watched peter, your soulmate, fall for someone else all the while getting fucked over by the universe in the worst way possible

Drunk On You - @peterbenjiparker

peter calls you from a frat party after getting drunk to get over you while you were out on a date

* Your Mess - @peterbenjiparker

peter got drunk at flash's party and you have to take care of him

* Wet Dreams - @selfcarecap

what the title says - also, friends to lovers

Time After Time (Series)- @softspideys

peter parker is your worst enemy, but he’s also your soulmate. life is funny that way

Sweet Dreams, Parker - @marvelousmrsmarvel

being a full-time student is exhausting in itself, let alone being an avenger as well. you and peter both knew the feeling a little too well. so, when peter is losing sleep over finals week, you step in to help get his sleeping schedule back on track

Of Sleep & Safety - @florenceyelena

in which peter parker slumps into your room exhausted and you have to try and get him into bed despite the height difference between you

Can't Lose You - @ms-misery

you're trying to get over your best friend but no matter how hard you try you just can't seem to do it

* Secret - @celestialbarnes

you and peter have been dating for a few months now, and in order to keep your dad and the team in the dark, you two sneak around, not knowing that the entire team already knew, everyone but tony of course, chaos ensues

Cuddles - @parkersdoll

peter has a bad day, all he can think about is you

Can't Escape (Series)- @asonofpeter

life moves fast out in the suburbs, you live the perfect life with your mother and father but when you start to crave for more meaning in life than just westview, your mother does every thing in her power to make sure you don’t leave - can you ever imagine what’s on the other side of ellis avenue?

* Vacation (Series) - @scarletspideyy

it’s peter parker’s senior year class trip, all he wants is a break from the stress of high school and his spider-man duties - to his surprise, he gets the vacation he always wanted but it doesn’t come without its own personal trouble; love

* Break It In - @simplyparker

peter gets his first car, and you want to have some fun

Hopelessly Devoted To You - @spiritualchange

what can he say, peter is just devoted to you

* The Birthday Boy - @noobsquasher

it's peter's birthday and you celebrate it by giving him a memorable lap dance

Perfectly A Little Late - @t-lostinworlds

with all things college, two jobs, tutoring on weekends and another at the bakery downtown, you're one busy girl - peter completely understands that of course, admires it even but it doesn't make it sting any less when you just so happen to forget about his birthday

Kiss Me More - @celestialholland

you and peter make out for the first time

* Pretend I'm Not Here - @thighs-of-betrayal-blog

peter asking you to touch yourself in front of him like you do when you're alone

Caffeine - @waitimcomingtoo

peter’s shyness makes him an easy target at his new job, but one co-worker always stands up for him

* Rings, Rings, Rings - @vintagemulti

in which your boyfriends newfound love towards jewellery affects you more than you expected

Halftime - @eloquenceflores

your cute nerdy bf takes care of you during the half-time of the football game you’re cheering at

Welcome to my masterlist! Hope you enjoy my content 💕

*= smut

• Daisies 

(Soulmate AU) Everyone is born with the last words they ever hear from their soulmate written on their arm.

• Inexperienced

You teach an inexperienced Peter how to kiss and it escalates quickly.

• Heal

On a mission with the team, you get mind controlled by HYDRA and attack Peter.

• Jealous

Peter is jealous of you dating Brad Davis. He acts like an idiot before finally confessing his feelings.

•The Inevitable (Stark!Reader)

Even five years after the blip, you’re willing to do anything to protect your loved ones, even if it meant sacrificing yourself for the greater good. 

• Ten percent (Stark!Reader)

You’re sick and everyone in the tower knows except for Peter. When he accidentally finds out, he’s not very supportive on your medical decisions.

•Countdown kisses

The team has a plan to set you and Peter together at the New Year’s Eve party, to the point where you find yourselves running to each other as the countdown takes place.

• I can’t lose you

Peter almost fails to save you as spiderman, revealing his identity and his love for you in the process.

• I could never forget you

Peter and you finally reunite since he vanished five years ago.

• Sneaky *

Peter couldn’t stop eye fucking you during lunch break, and you eventually end up fucking in a classroom.

• Sneaky flight *

You sneak off with Peter to have sex in the airplane bathroom.

• Let me show you I’m sorry *

After a heavy fight with Peter, he tries to make it up to you with some reconciliation sex.

• Something new *

You surprise Tom by deep throathing him for the first time.

• Christmas present *

Christmas sex with your husband Tom on the floor, right next to the christmas tree.

• Unfaithful, Part II (Stark!reader)

After seven years of marriage, you find out Steve cheated on you.

• You are the one *

Reconciliation sex with Steve when he tries to get you back after a hurtful breakup.

• Sex pollen *

When the Avengers Tower is forcibly put on lockdown, both of you come in contact with a substance that enhances your sexual desires.

• Angel by the wings (Angel AU)

After Thanos won, Thor finally breaks down. You, his guardian angel, think it’s time to make contact with him to give him the strength to keep fighting.

•I just feel you. Part II

This is the first fic I ever posted here, it’s obviously not very good and kind of cliche. However, when I posted it I was very happy and proud about it so of course I have to include it here lol <3

Requests: closed at the moment.

I Did Something Bad - 1.

Bodyguard!Stucky x Reader AU

Part 2 <<

Run-through: You’re a rich spoilt brat, and your two bodyguards are the ones who have to put up with you and your attitude all day every day. Until one day, they’ve had about enough. And they decide to tame the brat in you…

Themes: bratty!reader, smut, daddy kink, bodyguard!stucky

“What a brat.” Steve mumbled under his breath.

“I agree.” Bucky sent a brief nod towards him.

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As The World Caves In (work in progress)

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Blurb: 

“Nothing good ever becomes of the girl unfortunate enough to fall in love with a Wallace. There is blood, thick pools of the stuff, not all of it yours. There is too much blood.You are running out of time.This is how you’re going to die, you are sure of it now. But before you do, they are going to take him away from you.They are going to pull everything worth living for out of your sorry little world. Sean. You will not let them take Sean from you. You will make sure that he’s safe.You hear them coming now. This is it.”

I saw an opportunity and I took it

Sit down and have a drink with this hot-ass bird that won’t leave my thoughts. He’s earned himself a separate page. There’s more to cum and he knows it.

Fics

Caring For Your Hormonally-Charged Bird

The Spring Bird Survival Guide

When Reader Stops Taking the Birth Control…

Primal Dissonance

Subject: RAPTOR

Thirstposts

Predator/Prey play with Hawks

S/O in a playboy bunny outfit

Feral!Hawks and an anxious S/O

Venting Hawks

Body Pillow of his feathers

Making bird calls at Hawks

Rutting while you’re ovulating

Hawks is into Mic

2 Birds, 1 Girl

It’s Not Bird Droppings…

Yandere!Hawks and an infertile S/O

Occupations that get Hawks going

Lying about his rut

Whoops, Hawks ate you

Birdbrain Yandere!Hawks

Period Love

Juicy Lil’ Nugget

Getting smothered by dat ass

Ficlets

Revenge Sex (feat. guest appearance)

Cockwarming Interview

Eating his ass

Hawks the creepy neighbor

Camera-happy Hawks

Teasing his feather

Warrior!Hawks and pregnant s/o

Face-Fucking

Degradation with self-conscious s/o

Sex with catgirl s/o

Hummingbird Fairy!Hawks

Wrong Hole

Plush Hell

Hawks vs. S/O’s stuffed animal

Hawks vs. S/O’s stuffed Hawks

Nevermind, it’s his son

Cucking Hawks

Hawks learns the truth

SFW

Give Pro Heroes a massage

Reader with a mermaid quirk

Fluffy Wing Headcanons

Young Hawks visits your high school

Living out his childhood

Hawks and an owl waiting for treatment

Having an unfit S/O

Hawks becomes a hawk

Grumpy Hawks on a snow day

Third eyelids

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴”

just a bunch of writing for the love of my life, peter benjamin parker.

* — personal favorites

(𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐡, 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 - 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 )

* asterisk: 800+ notes *

✩ 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 ✩

storm *

sweater bliss *

accidental

picture day

poetic *

head in the books *

the little things

work of art *

laughter

meet you in paris

little star *

gentle

flower boy

flower girl (pt. ii)

best friends forever

a little bit

✩ 𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 ✩

dorky love notes

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