Summary → A year of silently pinning over your best friend and neighbor Bucky Barnes ends happier than expected when you spend Valentine’s Day together.
Word Count → 2.9K (I’m a wordy bitch, okay?)
Warnings → Cursing, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!). Fluff? Definitely fluff.
A/N → Happy #FreakyFriday y’all! I apologize for the delay, but I had an unplanned twelve hour work shift today. With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, I thought I’d try my hand at fluffy smut (it’s a first for me - so go easy on this fic). Other than that, enjoy!
A nervous giggle flew from your lips as you twirled on your toes to face the full-length mirror hung over the back of your bedroom door. Your usual untamed knot of hair had been brushed and curled into effortless beach waves that cascaded down your shoulders and back. You wore nothing but Bucky’s trademark, burgundy Henley, which you’d confiscated the last time you’d done laundry together. It hung loosely over your frame, hitting mid-thigh and creating an innocently sexy, ‘girl next door’ type of vibe. You undid the first few buttons of the V-neck, to show off just the right amount of cleavage. You opted for some mascara and pink chapstick, making your lips appear fuller. Thoroughly satisfied with your appearance, you exited your room and tiptoed excitedly down the hall.
Over the past eighteen months, as your friendship with Bucky had grown closer, the both of you had developed several traditions. Every Sunday you’d get together for pasta, you’d lift weights with each other three times a week, and Tuesday nights were spent on Bucky’s couch with abundant amounts of junk food while binge watching television shows. Unless there was a particularly lengthy mission for the team or some other out of the ordinary incident, neither of you ever bailed on your plans. And tonight, Valentine’s Day, was not about to be any different. You had been secretly ecstatic when Bucky double-checked you’d still be getting together for takeout and Netflix, despite the holiday.
Warnings:NSFW 18+. Smut, swearing, fingering, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap the willy!) chocolate pie porn.
Request: Hello! I have a request, could you do one where the reader starts working for Tony and soon after the reader and Bucky start a secret affair? Thanks love! - Anon
A/N: Here you go my dear! Sorry that it took me so long!
‘You can do this.’
‘You have worked hard for this.’
‘You deserve this.’
The pep talk you were giving yourself as you drove up to the gate surrounding the Avengers compound wasn’t helping your nerves at all. You leaned forward to look up through your windshield at the concrete walls. This place was a fortress.
You rolled your window down when you approached a booth. You hit the green call button and jumped at the electronic voice that spoke.
Request: “Can You Write Hardcore Isaac Smut But Make It Long??? I’ve Seen What U Write & It Is All Great But Too Short.”
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), Daddy!Kink, public sex, public teasing, and language.
On a Friday afternoon school was the last place I wanted to be. It wasn’t even second period and I already want to go home.
Lydia Martin, my best friend, came running up to me. “Y/N/N! –I can’t run in these heels–Do you wanna go shopping? Allison and I don’t want to sit in class.”
I sighed. “Yes! Oh, my god, yes! I have to go tell the hubby first.”
“We’ll go with you.” Allison smiled.
The three of us walked to the group of boys by Scott’s locker. I walked closer to Isaac, and he pulled me into his side, resting his hand on my hip.
“Psst.” I whispered, trying to get my boyfriend’s attention.
Isaac ignored me and continued with his conversation with Scott and Stiles. I huffed and tried again.
“Babyyyy?” I said, sing-song. Still nothing.
I turned to the girls. Allison egged me on and Lydia shrugged her shoulders, letting me know that she was out of ideas.
A lightbulb went off in my head. I looked between my boyfriend and the other two of my friends that he was so caught up in talking to.
I cleared my throat. “Daddyyy?” I asked innocently.
Isaac choked on his words mid-sentence and Scott and Stiles both looked bewildered and hung their mouths open.
Lydia and Allison giggled behind me. Isaac turned to me.
I moved so that I was standing in front of him. I reached my right hand out and grabbed a handful of what was sitting in the front of his jeans. I squeezed his crotch gently and inconspicuously.
“I just wanted you to know that Allison, Lydia, and I are going to go shopping for a little while.”
My boyfriend nodded. ‘Uh, shopping, fuck–okay. Sounds fun.”
I let go and smiled. “Okie dokie, then. We’ll see you boys in a couple of hours. I love you.”
“I love you, more. Hey, wait, do I not get a kiss?”
I smiled and pulled Isaac’s head closer to my head. He leaned a little further to whisper in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna get you back for that later, baby. You better be ready for it.”
Isaac kissed my lips and I kissed back, still a little stunned by his comment.
“Okay, Y/N! If we don’t get moving we won’t have time to shop, come onnnnn.” Allison and Lydia took a hold of my hands and took me to Lydia’s car.
At Lydia’s car, we all threw out ideas on where we were planning on going. “Sooooo, I figured that we could go to the mall so that we can eat and shop. But I’m down for whatever, but we have to be back before last period; Y/N and I have a test that we can’t miss.” Allison chimed while buckling her seatbelt.
The three of us girls all agreed that we should go to the mall, and Lydia started to drive off in that direction.
After a minute or two, Allison spoke from the backseat again. “I have a feeling that Scott likes this freshman girl in our Chem class, but I’m not sure.”
The only way that my brain would let me respond was with loud and obnoxious laughter form the passenger seat. “You thi-HAHAHAHA-Scott and some freshman-HAHAHAHA! I’m-I’m sorry, Alli, it isn’t that funny.”
Lydia snickered from the drivers seat as she turned the corner and drove through the parking lot, looking for a spot. “I mean, it is kinda funny.” Allison smiled.
“Babe, I’m gonna fuck you up with some truth, okay? Scott would never in a million years leave you. He stuck with you when he found out your family are all a bunch of hunters, and he isn’t gonna leave for some freshman girl in your chemistry class. He loves you. You’re special to him.”
Lydia’s breaks squeaked as she pulled into the parking space. “Oh, and he knows that Y/N would rip his ass to shreds.” She added.
"With my teeth.“ I say and push my werewolf canines out to add to the comment.
Allison smiled and said thank you. The three of us got out of the car and started to the main entrance of the mall.
"Where to first?” Lydia asked as she looked around her.
Allison and I also looked around. Seconds later, we all pointed at the Victoria’s Secret store.
“I don’t know why I come in here anymore.” Allison laughed while she searched through the lace thongs.
“What do you mean?” Lydia asked her.
“Scott and I almost always get caught when we try to have sex, so I’m not totally sure that it really matters what I wear.”
Lydia and I nodded. “Stiles can’t even keep it together long enough to see what I’m wearing, so I honestly get it.”
I kind of just shrugged. “I’m really not sure that Isaac even cares what I wear soooo.”
Lydia started yo laugh at me. “Hmmm, I thought it was "daddy”. Is that not what you called him in the hall at school today? Allison, wasn’t that what she called him?“
Allison put a hand on her chin and made a thinking face. "I do recall Y/N calling Isaac "daddy” today.“
I let out a loud laugh at my two best friends. "Oh, my god! I swear no one was supposed to find out that I call him that!”
“It isn’t such a secret now, is it, babe?” I whipped around to see my tall, blonde boyfriend standing behind me with his arms crossed.
My cheeks and ears started to feel hot. “I–uh—What are you boys doing here?” I stuttered out and acknowledged the other boys too.
“Scott was hungry and wanted chinese food. And I was hungry too; But not really for food.”
Scott waved. “And this was the closest place to the school to get chinese.”
Lydia turned her head. “Um, isn’t there a Panda Express near the school though?”
“Well, yes, but Isaac said he was hungry, but like, not for food, so I made a joke and next thing that I know we were heading to the mall so that Isaac could…you know…” Stiles winked at me.
I rolled my eyes and walked off. “Y'all are acting like a bunch of eighth graders.”
I walked to the food court with Isaac walking by my side, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at me. I slumped down in my chair and rubbed my head.
“Ughhhhh.” I groaned.
“Awe, baby, don’t be so embarassed. It isn’t that bad.”
I gave my boyfriend a sidways look. “Okay, alright, maybe I overstepped a line. I love you, though. Like, with all my heart.” Isaac pursed his lips and I playfully rolled my eyes, and leaned in anyway.
The kiss started out as soft and sweet, but it quickly changed to something very dirty. Isaac smirked into it and trailed his hand up to my covered sex.
I gasped a little and ground onto his hand harder. Isaac’s touch got rougher and the kiss got even more heated.
“Say my name, Y/N. Go ahead.” Isaac kissed me harder.
It completely slipped my mind that we were in public. But I pulled my lips from his and moaned out his name. “Fuck, Isaac….”
Isaac made a ‘tsk tsk’ noise at me and dew away from my lips completely. “Now, Y/N, that isn’t the name i was talking about. You can say it in public.”
Isaac ran his thumb across my bottom lip and flashed his gold eyes at me. He touched me harder and I moaned a little louder than I should have, considering that we were in public. “Daddy…oh, fuck.”
Isaac smirked at my reaction; Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles all sat down around us. “Okay, so where are we gonna eat? I reallllly want a cheeseburger. Boys what do you–Isaac, can you stop devouring my best friend so that we can figure out what she’s getting?” Lydia asked.
“Getting some dick.” Stiles snorted.
Even Scott shook his head at his best friend. I gasped smally as I felt the knot in my lower abdomen tighten near release.
“I’m gonna get a cheeseburger or something. It just sounds good.” I informed.
Scott stood up. “Welp, I still want chinese sooooo.” He walked off to get his food.
The rest followed, but I held Isaac down for just a second longer. I bit hy lip and panted a little bit, until I felt a wave of pleasure pulse through my body. Isaac caught on to what just happened and smirked at me.
“Do you feel better, babygirl? did you like how daddy was touching you?”
I took a few deep breaths before I stood out of my chair and extended a hand to Isaac. “Yes, and, yes.” I smiled.
Isaac took my hand and walked with me to stand in the line with Lydia. Scott, Stiles, and Allison stood a few meters away from us, getting their food.
“Whatcha getting, babe?” Lydia asked me.
I looked at the menu above my head and thought. “Ummmm, I’m not really sure yet. I, what are you getting?”
“Hmm, that’s a very hard decision, Y/N.” I grinned as Isaac pushed into me. I could smell his arousal, and I know for a fact he can smell mine. It took everything that I had not to throw him on a table and ride him like a fucking horse.
“Y/NNNNNNN…I realllllly need to cum. But, like, preferably inside of you. Please, babygirl? Daddy needs it.”
That was all it took for me. I touched Lydia’s shoulder. “I’m going to show the hubby something because he doesn’t listen. I’ll be right back.” I lied.
Lydia seemed to believe me. “Go prove him wrong, girl!”
I pushed Isaac toward the nearest unisex bathroom and dragged him inside. I removed his grey v-neck from his body, and then got started on his belt. I threw it somewhere behind me and heard it clang against the linolium floor. The next thing I got rid of were his pants.
I dropped down to my knees and took his rock-hard cock into my mouth. With as much pent-up arousal I had, I wasn’t really in the mood to tease. I was in the mood to get laid.
I savored the salty-sweet taste of Isaac’s pre cum on my tounge and the sensation of his hand reaching to the back of my loose hair, and pulling it into a makeshift “ponytail” with his one hand.
I lifted my eyes to look at Isaac. He had a smirk on his face while he tossled his blonde hair.
“Oh, fuck, Y/N. You look so damn beautiful with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock like that. Oh, yeah! Fuck!”
I hummed as I felt his tip touch the back of my throat. I pumped him in and out of my mouth. “Why are you so good a sucking me off, princess? Fuck, it’s a blessing”
I took him out of my mouth and pumped his shaft still. “I just want to please you.”
Isaac pulled me up from my knees by my hair. He took my shirt and my shorts off.
He licked his lips and said, “I never get tired of looking at your body. You are so damn beautiful. But now,” Isaac bent me over the sink, and I hissed at the contact of the cold metal on my breasts. “I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy, and you are going to scream loud enough that everyone in this mall knows who is making you cum, and who is the only person who can make you cum.”
Isaac rubbed his wet cock head over my dripping wet entrance. Seconds later I felt his dick enter me and stretch me out.
“Fuck!” I squealed as Isaac hit my g-spot the first time.
By the pace of his thrusts already, I would say that he was not in the mood to go slower than he needed to. And I certainly am not complaining.
Isaac slid his cock in and out of my pussy, stretching me out beautifully and hitting my g-spot with each thrust.
“C'mon, Y/N. It’s okay to scream. Matter of fact, I want you to.” Isaac thrust harder into me.
I could barely open my eyes from how much pleasure I was getting from my boyfriends thrusts, but I somehow managed to get a scream to run through my lungs and out my throat. “Oh, yes! Ah, daddy, harder! Harder, please!” I pushed my hips into Isaac’s thrusts.
Isaac placed on hand on the mirror and gripped my hip with the other. I let go of every noise that came out of me. I didn’t have the power to hide a single one.
“God, Y/N, You take my cock so well, oh, yeah….Who is daddy’s little slut? Huh?” Isaac began to thrust deeper into me, my release threatening to explode.
“I’m your little slut, daddy. Please–fuck–please, let me cum.”
I felt Isaac’s cock pulse inside of me, so I knew he was close too. “Since you asked oh so nicely, baby, yes, you can cum. I want you to cum all over my cock. I want to feel you clench around me baby.”
That was all it took for me to let go. I came and screamed “daddy” at the top of my lungs. It actually made my throat a little sore. I felt Isaac cum too, his seed dripping down my leg.
Isaac gave my ass a squeeze as we got dressed. “Now, let’s go get all kinds of dirty looks from people outside waiting for the bathroom.”
We shared a laugh and walked out of the bathroom with post-sex hair, and couldn’t contain any of our laughter.
Bucky x Plus Sized!Reader, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark (mentioned)
Insecure reader, swearing,
sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy)
Based off of a request.
I used some pretty harsh words in this one, this is just what I feel
when I’m having a bad day… Hopefully
those words don’t trigger you. Please send warnings I’ve missed
into my ask box. I
also listened to ‘You & I’ by John Legend while writing the
So I had this perfect dream last night, so I’m gonna write what I can recall as a mini blurb.
Spring is finally here. There were days where the sun was shining bright, the flowers coming in bloom. The flowers in your flower box are in perfect bloom. Then there were days like today. It was storming outside. Absolutely pouring, but you loved chilling inside and listening to the rhythmic pattern of the falling rain.
So here you were. The windows opened in a small crack so you could properly hear the rain and thunder.
i. Hermes comes to you first, on a rest stop
somewhere between Argentine and Peru.
He speaks a Spanish full of shhs,
but it’s the wings that catch your eye.
You’ve never seen anyone look so silly.
He doesn’t even try to warn you away,
just clicks his heels together and says,
“No going back now, cariño.”
ii. Maybe you expected Hecate next,
but there are no more crossroads from here.
You get Aphrodite in an empty parking lot,
which is not much of a surprise.
You’ve always known love and lust
to come in the quiet, in the dangerous.
“Trying to find me?” she asks, all mouth,
“Or trying to get away from them?”
You have no time for her games.
iii. Athena slides into your booth
and steals one of your fries.
McDonald’s has never been a favorite,
but you both have other things to consider.
“I thought you were going to grow up better,”
she grimaces at the watered down soda,
then at the state of your clothes.
“So did I,” you answer, “but life happens.”
She lifts an eyebrow, and the world flickers.
You see history in her eyes,
blood and sorrow in her hands.
It’s the epitome of survival,
of all you never knew how to become.
“That’s a poor man’s excuse.”
iv. It’s Hestia who welcomes you back.
She waits in the middle of your old room,
as the clock shines 3am red against her skin.
She takes your hands, and the heat
seeps into the stiffness of your fingers.
“I knew you would come home.”
She looks like your sister, which is easier;
your sister always understood leaving,
always had the same restlessness
coursing just underneath her skin.
“The world won’t give you peace,”
she explains, maybe a little too late.
“You’re taking the fear with you.”
Tiny stories in between [or the way to getting over yourself], written for @inkstay‘s DareToWrite Challenge.
Prompt: Can you do a smut where y/n find a hardcore porn in Carl’s room, she decides to watch it and Carl walks in on her and she admits for a long time, she wanted to be treated like the girl in the video?
Away among the willow trees
Is where it lays its head
Down past the waving ears of wheat
Along the river bed.
You’ve probably heard the stories
The children like to tell.
Probably think that’s all they are,
That all is safe and well.
But I’ve been on the river bank
And I’ve seen where it hides.
I’ve seen the claws and eyes of black,
The tracks formed where it glides.
I can’t unsee the things I’ve seen,
I’ve nightmares night and day
But you have no such visions yet,
And you can stay away.
Away from those cursed willow trees,
The jaws that catch and chew,
Away from icy fingers and
The tomb he’s built for you.
The room smells like disinfectant, medicines and something ferrous you
can’t quite define. Everything is white – almost blinding, you think – the walls, the floor, the table you are
sitting behind, the chair in front of you and also the sole window on the left.
A window equipped with bars, of course.
Prompt: “Can I have a Dean x daughter!reader request? Where she’s her mid teens and she’s just having a rough time with school and Dean just tries to cheer her up by being a silly dad?”
Warnings: Season 12 spoilers about Lucifer.
Extra: Y/N/N: Your Nickname; I/C: Your Favorite Ice Cream.
You let out a puff of breath as you ran your hands through your hair, frowning as you laid your head down on your desk. Your head was pounding, and the 4 tablets of Advil you had taken weren’t helping. You folded your arms down around your head. encasing your eyes in darkness. You let out a mental sigh of relief at the lack of light in your eyes.
You were a sophomore in high school, and midterms were coming up. To say you were stressed was an understatement. Between cramming in late night study sessions, hunting, and trying to get a lead on where Lucifer was after possessing Vince Vincente-you were officially in over whelmed mode.
A few gentle knocks on your door only emitted a groan from your overused body. The creaking of your bedroom door opening didn’t make you put your head up either-you’ve been living in the bunker for son long, the sounds the old architecture made didn’t bother you anymore. The large hand on your back was the final thing that caused your head to snap up, frustration getting the best of you.