A/N: ITS FINISHED! Part 4 is here y'all 🙌🏽 this is the last chapter before the epilogue )’: I put my heart and soul into this, it’s def my favorite chapter. Pls excuse the misspelling, I’m too hyped when i type. YALL GET SOME HOLY WATER READY!
Warnings: Sex, Daddy Kink, Role Playing, Rough Sex, Pornography.
“Are you sure about this, doll?” Bucky asks before turning on the webcam. The bright blue background of Skype illuminated the room. It was risky business if the team ever found out about this. Not to mention Fury would have a field day with you two as well. And if the press got ahold of this? Man, you two would be shamed by everyone for the rest of your lives. By all means, you really should NOT do this.
But where’s the fun in that?
With a nod, you planted a kiss on Bucky’s cheek before turning back to the computer screen. The subtle ringing of the Skype call faded away and instead, the blue screen was replaced by the two shapeshifting owners of Let’s Pretend.
“Are you serious?” Molly asks, her eyes wide with with shock. You let out small giggle at how adorable she is. Beside her, her friend Nina sat slack jawed, staring at Bucky with pure admiration. It felt like you two were some big time celebrities that were meeting your biggest fans.
“We’ve put a lot of thought into it,” Bucky says, subconsciously licking his lips. Nina’s cheeks instantly went cherry red as her eyes tracked every movement. “And we figured, why not? It’s not everyday you come across something like this.”
“We’re totally down with this!” Molly says, reaching behind her and pulling out a small notebook. After flicking through most of the pages, she finally settles on one page. “How’s the seventeenth sound?”
“Perfect!” You and Bucky say in unison.
Everything was going smoothly.
Bucky stuck the key in the ignition and turned it, the Ferrari roared to life. You convinced Tony to let you use one of his magnificent cars in his garage for a “date” you two were going on. Only that date would be on the uh…physical side. Of course, Bucky had to pick the most expensive car in the garage which had to be Tony’s beloved royal blue Ferrari.
The plan was: You and Bucky would rent a nice hotel and film your own video (Bucky may or may not have stolen one of Tony’s cameras from his lab.) and send it to Molly and Nina once you’ve finished.
The catch was: Molly and Nina would make two more videos on their own, and all at once, they’ll release all three videos, informing the site that one of the three videos is the real Bucky Barnes and Y/N Y/L/N. It was perfect.
After giving them your sizes and measurements, Molly and Nina sent you three different little lingerie outfits to wear for the video. After picking one out, one of them would wear the others for the other two videos.
You decided on the quite revealing Captain America lingerie set. The bra was a navy blue, with the American flag print on the padded part. The matching thong was decorated with little Captain America shields. It even came with a little shield, too. You could just see the blush on poor Steve’s face as he watched the video. After pulling into the hotel parking lot, both of you grabbed your duffle bags filled with the things you would need and headed straight inside.
You purposely purchased the penthouse room (with Tony’s card). If you were going to do this, you’d want it done in the classiest way possible. You and Bucky had discussed what you both were and weren’t comfortable with. You found that Bucky’s kinks consisted of:
Hair pulling - he really enjoyed it.
Dominance - after all, he was his own person now. It would only make sense for him to be a dominant person.
Daddy Kink - He didn’t admit it willingly, but you figured it out when you both watched the Twister video. Bucky liked being called Daddy, so you were going to be screaming it a lot tonight.
The elevator ride was nerve wrecking for you. It all came down to the fact that in a few minutes, you were going to have sex with Bucky Barnes. It’s not that you weren’t excited -God no- it was just that you weren’t a friends with benefits type of person. That just didn’t float your boat. Neither of you ever brought it up, but you actually would like to be in a relationship with Bucky. You just didn’t know if he felt the same, given his womanizing reputation.
With a small mechanic chime, the elevator doors opened and you both stepped out. Hopefully, this was going to be an amazing night.
You stood in front of the bedroom mirror, admiring the way the navy blue material of the thong complemented your soft skin and the way the lacy thong made your ass look fantastic. You looked just like the fake Y/N.
Suddenly, you could hear the bathroom door opening. You didn’t want to spoil the surprise, so you grabbed one of the hotel bathrobes and slipped it on. But all your nervousness was replaced with arousal as soon as you caught a sight of Bucky.
He was wearing his combat suit, but…not the one you were used to him being in. Instead of his usual attire, he was wearing his 1940’s military suit. The same one Steve always told you about.
And sweet mother Mary, he looked fucking gorgeous.
“Bucky… you look…wow!” You breathed, placing a hand over your heart. This man was literally taking your breath away.
He let out a nervous laugh. “It feels so weird wearing this. This uniform’s almost eighty years old.” He ran his metal hand over the material, fumbling with the buttons. You couldn’t wait to see him without those clothes on.
“What are you hidin’ underneath there, doll?” He asks, stepping closer. You watch as he gently runs a hand over the small string that’s holding your robe closed, twirling it with his fingers playfully. You could feel the warmness radiating off of his body. You ached for him, and yet you weren’t even naked yet.
His fingers hooked from underneath the material and slowly pulled it apart from your body. You’ve never seen the man so shellshocked before and it threw you off at first.
“D-does it look okay?” You ask, letting the material slip off your shoulders and puddle at your feet. You turned around slowly, showing off your backside. But he wasn’t responsive at all. His eyes were trained on the little shields on your thong, wide as if they were speaking to him.
Anxiety filled you as each second went by. Did he not like it? Did you go too far? What if-
“Doll,” he whispers. He brushed his fingertips over your hips, feeling the soft skin. “You look fucking beautiful.”
Not only is it the words that send shivers down your spine, it’s the way he says it. His voice was deeper, full of lust and a hint of possessiveness. He wanted you. And who were you to deny him of that?
Without another word, you leaned forward, crushing your lips against his. The kiss was filled with so many emotions that you’d never felt before and it drove the both of you crazy. You felt his hands snake their way to your behind and knead into the soft flesh. You let out a gasp, opening your mouth just the right amount for him to force his tongue inside.
Before it could get any better, you felt him pull away.
“We can’t,” he says, his eyes glued to your lips. “Let me set the camera up, at least.” You groaned. Damn it, Barnes.
“Oh, Bucky,” you gasped dramatically and fall onto the bed, your tiny shield in hand. “I think I’ve been hit!”
Bucky smirks before putting on a concerned expression, leaning down beside you. “Oh no, Captain,” he exclaims. “The next hospital is ten years away! We’ll never make it in time!”
You let out a snort, breaking character for a split second, before you straighten yourself up again.
“It looks like you’ll have to help your Captain until we get there!” You say with a wink at the camera.
Bucky tried to hide the grin on his face as he kneeled into the bed, planning his hands on either side of your body. “Tell me, Captain Y/N,” he says seductively. “What should I do?”
You let out another dramatic sigh and wrap your hands around his shoulders. “Distract me, Barnes! The pain is just….too much for me!”
At this point, both of you are giggling like children as he slowly slips off the bed, pulling your body with him. He spreads your legs wide, giving the camera a crystal clear view of your clothed flower.
“Anything for my Captain Y/N,” he says and hooks his finger underneath the material of the thong and pulls it down your legs. Once he gets them off, he runs his metal hand along your glistening slit. You let out a gasp as he experimentally rubs your clit in small circles.
“Oh, Bucky,” you sigh, this time it’s real and it feels amazing. Gaining confidence, he leans forward and gently blows onto your pussy. You let out a small cry at the dueling sensations. This man was driving you completely insane.
“No more teasing…daddy.” You whisper.
It’s as if a switch flicked on in Bucky; his blue eyes darkened lustfully at the name. He leaned in and flattened his tongue against your clit, flicking it back and forth.
You had been eaten out before many times, but THIS. This was mind numbing pleasure that only Bucky was able to give you. Those before him didn’t even stand a chance. You let out a loud moan, your hands flying straight to the uniform hat on his head.
You lifted it up and set it on your own head, smirking at his shocked expression, before lacing your fingers through his hair and yanking his face back into your heat. You grind your hips into his face, earning a groan from Bucky.
“That’s it, daddy,” you whimpered. “Eat your Captain’s pussy.”
He let out another groan at your filthy words. He shook his head from side to side, creating the most delicious sensation.
“Oh my god,” you squeaked. The sounds his tongue made against your slit created a loud, obscene sound that grew louder with each minute.
As you felt your orgasm near, Bucky pulled away. His mouth glistened with your juices, which he licked from his lips. It was by far the dirtiest thing you’ve seen and you loved every minute of it.
Standing, he slowly unbuttoned the jacket and slid it off his shoulders. You slid your hand between your legs and inserted a finger inside yourself as you watched him strip.
Next was his shirt. He undid each button painfully slow, teasing you without even touching your body. That little shit. He slipped the material off and tossed it away, leaving him completely shirtless. It’s as if somehow he was able to get more and more attractive each time.
After that, he wasted no time unbuttoning his slacks and sliding them down his legs, and to your surprise (and pleasure) he wasn’t wearing boxers this time.
You knew the serum enhanced everything his body, but you couldn’t help but think of when Steve had once it slip that the serum enhanced his uh…”reproductive organs” as he called them. So if Bucky was a solid seven or so inches back then, it would make sense that he would be as big as he was now.
You got a full view of the ten inches that was Bucky’s cock, leaking pre cum from the tip. You felt your core ache even more the longer you stared. You needed him and you needed him now.
“What are you waiting for, Barnes?” You tease, licking your lips. “You’re not scared of your Captain, are you?”
In a flash, he was on top of you, pinning your wrists to the bed. The tiny shield in your hand has plopped onto the bed beside you. Bucky leaned in to you, centimeters from your lips before whispering:
“Oh honey, you’re the one that should be afraid. I’m gonna fucking destroy you.”
With that, he slammed into you without warning. You let out a scream, one that sounded straight out of a porn movie. You couldn’t help but think how natural this felt for you.
Bucky began thrusting in and out of your hole at a brutal pace. Your hand slipped under his biceps, holding onto him for dear life. He was showing no mercy as he drilled you into the mattress. The sounds skin against skin and your cries of pleasure was the only audible thing in the room. Bucky was fucking you hard and you loved every second of it.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” you howled. “Make me yours!”
Bucky let out a growl and pulled out of you completely. He hastily hooked his hands underneath your legs and placed them on his shoulders, before leaning back down to slam his mouth onto yours.
He slid back inside of you and began thrusting his hips into you with as much force as possible. The sound of his cock sliding in and out of your hole made the most obscene sounds, but looking up at him, you could tell he loved it. And you loved that he loved it, too.
Your hands lifted the bra on your chest upwards, just enough so your breasts were out from underneath. You knew he loved the way they looked in it. He bent his head and took your left nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. He hummed, sending little vibrations through you.
At this point, tears had begun forming in your eyes. It all was too much for you. It felt so amazing. You were getting closer and closer to the edge, but you wanted Bucky there with you when it happened.
Bucky lifted his head and pressed a kiss onto your lips, shutting you up. When he pulled away, he ran his tongue against your bottom lip hungrily.
“You’re gonna come all over daddy’s cock like a good little slut, hm?” He cooed. You nodded,
“Answer. Me.” He growls, thrusting significantly harder with each word. Your head fell back against the bed and you nodded.
That was all he needed to hear.
Bucky placed all his weight onto his forearms that were on both sides of your head and began thrusting at a new angle.
Your eyes widened as you felt the tip of his cock hitting that special place that was your g-spot over and over again.
“That’s it,” Bucky let out a strained chuckle. He was getting closer, his hips stuttering with each thrust.
With a scream of his name, your orgasm hit you like a frieght train. Tears of pleasure were falling from your eyes, your body trembling underneath his as his orgasm followed. Bucky groaned loudly, biting into the flesh of your shoulder. It should’ve hurt, but in the moment, all you could feel was pure euphoria.
Bucky had literally destroyed you, just like he said he would.
Both of you stayed like that for what felt like hours. Your hands ran through his hair, gently massaging his scalp with your fingers.
“Holy shit,” he sighed into your neck. You hummed in agreement. You were positive you lost your voice from the screaming. Your neighbors were probably calling the police.
“Y/N,” he says quietly.
“Yes, James,” you reply tiredly. It was a simple mistake. You were exhausted and you tend to get a bit loopy. He smiled into your neck at the sound of his first name. After a long silence, he finally says it.
“Go out with me?”
The question causes your heart to nearly stop. You couldn’t fight the grin that spread on your face even if you tried. You turn to look him in the eye, his cheek rested on your shoulder as he waits for you. You couldn’t help but notice how fucking handsome adorable he looked now with his lustful facade gone.
“Of course, you dork.” You giggle.
The sound of the camera beeping causes the both of you to look over at it. You sigh and place your head back on the pillow. Bucky crawled off of you and propped himself up with his arm.
“And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you literally fuck her brains out!” He says with a wink and does finger guns at the camera. You giggle and pull him into another kiss.
I’m the type to type my hype when I feel you getting closer
I’m the type to turn off the lights to rub your back, your ass, your shoulders
I’m the type to hold you
I’m the type to scold you if you ever forget your worth
I will always put you first
I will always hold your purse
I will buy your pads, and always ask, “hey, are you hungry?”
I will always be excited to hear you saying that you love me, trust me
I’m the the type to take you out
I’m the the type eat you out
I’m the type to dick you down, to keep on pounding even after I have found it
Thanking God for the reciepe, and blessing me with your fountain, gushing
I will always keep you blushing
This is nothing, this is regular
You’re not my prey, we’re both the predators
You’re my empress, I’m the emperor
And in the bedroom, we’ll raise the temperature
Cause I’m the type to listen
I’m a soldier, you’re my mission
And I’m sorry if this sounds different
But that just means you’ve been missing out
And that can change, if you pick me now
…but hey, you know, still over here being all single and stuff lmao
Irene: Feels a little proud. She always tries to portray a good image of herself, so to know that someone likes her makes her feel grateful yet proud. When the topic is brought up in an interview, she gives you a shout out.
“I would just like to say that I also admire Y/N greatly and I’m very honoured to be their ideal type!”
Wendy: She’s watching you accept a music award and when you say “I’d like to thank my ideal type, Wendy Son, for inspiring me to write this song,” she’s like :O
Seulgi: You confess that she’s your ideal type as you both guest on a variety show and she’s flattered but also taken aback. She looks to see if you’re just doing it to get a reaction from the audience but when you wink at her, she looks away shyly.
“I also like Y/N …” she admits.
Joy: It was a huge party, the drinks were flowing and a rumour was going around, claiming that she was your ideal type. More hyped on the atmosphere than the drink in her hand, Sooyoung jokingly asks you, “Is it true?” When you shyly admit it is, her confidence and joking nature drops. She had expected it to be just a silly rumour.
“Oh …” For once, she’s speechless.
Yeri: Only found out while on a show, when the mc told her. The look of shock that crossed her face was replayed, slow motion, to convey to the viewers just how hilarious she looked.
“Really? I heard that before from my unnies but I thought they were teasing me.” Grows serious then, unsure of how to approach the situation. “Ahh, um, if Y/N is watching then … thank you for naming me as your ideal type. I’ll work hard as Red Velvet’s maknae to continue being your ideal type.”
She speaks as if she’s accepting an award and it earns a loud laugh from the audience.
Tbh I’m not just excited at the prospect of non-fetishy mlm pairings. I’m also hype to see what types of dads in general we’ll be presented with. Sports dads, art dads, emotionally supportive dads, widower dads, single dads, co-parenting dads, bi/pan/trans dads, working dads, stay at home dads, whatever the options are.
I hate, HATE the typical “bumbling dad/henpecking spouse” and “hard ass breadwinner with no emotional ties to the kids” tropes. SMASH those fucking tropes with a hammer.
Seokjin: Rare. Beautiful just like him, love eating and watching food broadcast, probably own pets. Calm until someone bringing up the line distribution. Most of them ship namjin
Yoongi: Common. Majority is the ‘dont-give-a-fuck’ type. Hype for agustd and upcoming mixtape from him. Their deepest guilty pleasure is want to be Holly. Most of them are either yoonseok or yoonmin trash.
Hoseok: Common. Support #StanJhope and tell people to not sleep on his dance, rap and singing talent. Always happy and screaming a lot everyday (mostly because of jhope) very friendly.
Namjoon: rare. once in a blue moon a Namjoon stan appears. Have RM mixtape on loop, RM speaking English on loop and RM stupid moment on loop. Friendly when you get to know them. Have a thing for tall guy with deep voice. Ship namjin.
Jimin: common. Most of them would be lurking everywhere, stay silent until someone mentions the no jams joke. Dying everyday because of Jimin. Jimin being cute? Die. Jimin being sexy? Die. Jimin: *breathes* y'all: DIE
Taehyung: very common. They are everywhere. You blink once and 10 would appear. Like cute things. Force themselves watching hwarang even without subs just bc tae is in one scene for a few seconds. Conflicted between vmin and vkook and vhope.
Jungkook: no explanation needed. Everyone is jungkook stan. Your classmate? Jungkook stan. Your teacher? Jungkook stan. Your neighbour? Jungkook stan. Your mom? A HARDCORE JUNGKOOK STAN. Always praising him no matter what. Still waiting for the full we don’t talk anymore cover.
Today, the boys are celebrating 4 years since they’ve debuted and I just want to say congratulations to them. I want to tell the story of how I became a BTS fan and how they have affected me. It might be quite long, so read at your own risk. I was relatively new to Kpop, so I became a fan of BTS in 2015, a little after HYYH pt.1. When I first got into Kpop, BTS was not my first group. I had only heard of EXO and I had learned so much about EXO and became familiar with them, that when my friend recommended that I listen to BTS, I was reluctant to do so. I didn’t think I would like BTS as much as I liked EXO at the time, but I thought, “why not?” and gave them a listen. The first music video and song I’ve ever watched of BTS was Dope. And this is gonna sound hella cheesy but that’s exactly what I thought of the video: it was DOPE! But even after deciding that I liked the video, my ignorance of Kpop still pulled me towards EXO. As I became more accustomed to the genre, I began to listen to different groups and songs outside of EXO. I remember watching an EXO vine that featured a song I have never heard before, but I was so intrigued by the song that I went and looked it up. The song ended up being Cypher pt.3 by BTS and that’s when a shifted happened. I am a huge fan of rap and hip-hop and this song had the type of beat the type of hype that I love and I was feeling it 100%. I had never heard anything like this from EXO and it made me want to listen to BTS a lot more. And so I did. Pretty soon I learned a lot about each member and I began to love them just as much as I loved EXO.
When BTS came back with Run, I was extremely excited because this was the first comeback that I was able to be a part of as a fan of BTS. It meant so much to me that I was able to experience the teasers, the promotion period, and the release of the album. As 2015 came to an end and 2016 emerged, my love for BTS had outgrown my love for EXO.
Fast forward to now, BTS is still my number one, even compared to the many Western Artist that I love.
BTS bring out so many emotions within me and there are no amount of words that could describe how I feel about them, or how they make me feel. I have never experienced such strong emotions for a group of people I have never even met or seen in person. BTS work so hard and I can’t help but admire them. I admire their music and their personalities and I have so much respect for them, not as a fan, but as a human being respecting other human beings. I am so glad that I was able to witness their success from when I became a fan, til now because they have accomplished so much. They truly came from nothing, and now they are one of the biggest artists in the world. And during it all, they never lost hope, and they never lost sight of who they are, and where they came from and to me, that is the most amazing thing about them. I love BTS and I pray that they reach an even bigger goal and accomplish more than they already have. I may not have been here from the beginning, but I will be here until the end. Happy 4 year anniversary Bangtan.
Two weeks from tomorrow is my surgery day. I’m not nervous at all. I’m ready. Anxious would be a better word for it! The pre-op diet is pretty damn difficult, but I’ve dropped a whopping 20 pounds on it. Most of it was super early on. I don’t expect lose to much more if any more. But it’s making me feel good.
I’m ready for this. I’m ready to be healthy again. I’m ready to take back my life. I took a picture of myself downtown yesterday with mom. I almost broke down when I saw it. Sometimes I don’t even realize how far I’ve let myself go. I’m beautiful regardless, and I will always adore women of all sizes, but the health problems I’ve been facing at this young age… I can’t do it any more. It’s not for me to be bigger. I can’t be content with it. And more power to the women who are confident in size 10s or size 30s.
But I’m excited. Yes, anxious. Ready. Happy. Calm. Peaceful. Restless.
A lot of conflicting things. But they’re all good.
If you have any time the next two weeks, just give me a spare thought if you can. I need to stay strong. It’s crazy hard to change habits (especially bad ones, like eating nothing but horrible junky crap-for-your-body food). I can’t even eat corn now. CORN, guys. And there’s the best corn on the cob EVER at the neighborhood market right now that I was head over heels for last year.
I just need to keep my strength up. Keep remembering I’m doing this for my health and my happiness.
I’ll be gone until near July, so if you miss me in game, that’s why. If you want my skype or discord, message me. Battletag too, but this little laptop-that-could will only run btag, none of the actual blizzard games. Bless its tiny little memory storage.
End rant. I just had to get it off somewhere. I can’t hardly sleep, I’m so ready.
Link wonders why Dorephan is so urgent about getting his gay ass married to Sidon. Yes he can make sidon think with a level head but why the urgency to be married?? He wants adventure, to see the world, not settle down so quickly, even if he loves sidon.
despite literally bein a mob boss dorephan isnt all that hype about the types of guys sidon dates who remind him of the kinds of ppl he deals with and like. he doesnt want his son whom he loves so fuckin much to have to deal with shitty guys like that but link is so verily much Not like that tht it makes dorephan overly excited and. link likes sidon and all but theyd been datin all of four months at that point so neither of them really wanted to get married or anything like that it just made them both Distinctly Uncomfortable