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nicoline1998enilocin · 5 months

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Fluffcember Day 4 | The softest pillow

Pairing | Boyfriend!Sebastian Stan x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader

Word count | 4.1K

Summary | You've been dating Sebastian for over five months, and he has invited you to spend the night at his house for the first time. He has planned a comfortable and romantic night for you both, and you've never had more fun staying at home than you did with him.

Warning(s) | Established relationship (boyfriend/girlfriend), use of pet name (Sweetheart), small age gap (~ 7-8 years).

Smut | Oral ~ M receiving, throat fucking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), creampie, lots of praise, hair pulling, dirty talk, Daddy kink, cockwarming.

Rating Explicit (E)

Request | @buckys-wintersoldier Hey, my lovely big me💞 Listen to me, I'm sure you will love that or I hope you will. You can decide the character you want to use for this one, but could you write a fluffy oneshot that includes these sentences: 1. "No, you can't get up! You're my prisoner for today." (I'm so in love with this one, I found this and now I'm in love) 2. "I remember practising how to ask you out in a mirror." I know they don't fit that well, but I'm pretty sure you will make a wonderful oneshot out of it. Hehe. Thank you in advance, and I love you, big me. 💞

A/n | This one-shot it written for day 4 of my Fluffcember 2023 Challenge. Thank you so much for this sweet request, and I am glad I found the perfect prompt for your challenge! 😉 I want to give a big thank you to @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading this as always 🎄

Events Masterlist | ''You're my new pillow'' | @buckys-wintersoldier Masterlist | Holding hands | @anyfandomkinkbingo

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Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

Dating Sebastian has been a true rollercoaster of emotions for you, but only in the best way possible. From you meeting him during an interview a little over a year ago to him asking you to be his girlfriend, it was like a fairytale.

Today is the day you're about to interview the cast of a new movie called The Martian - and today, of all days, will be the moment that you're going to be interviewing Sebastian Stan, your celebrity crush for the last few years.

It will be an absolute dream come true, and you've been endlessly preparing so you can conduct the interview of your life. And not just to impress Sebastian.

The black dress you've wanted to wear is hanging in your closet, ready to be put on, but you pick out some black lingerie before you can do that. It's not like anyone will see it, but the confidence boost it gives you is indescribable.

When you have the lacey fabric on, you admire yourself in the mirror for a few minutes before getting dressed and doing your hair and makeup.

Your hair is in loose curls and up in a ponytail, with a few loose pieces framing your face, and your eye makeup is simple, but the dark lipstick you put on gives your look an exciting edge.

Now, all that's left is to read over your interview questions a few more times and make a few last adjustments before it's officially time to go to your interview.

It's good that you've gotten into the habit of arriving early everywhere you go, and you've arrived about 20 minutes early so you take the time to freshen up in the bathroom.

You don't anticipate anyone walking by when you walk out, and you accidentally bump into a broad chest. You let out a squeal when a pair of strong arms envelop you.

"Woah! Careful there, Sweetheart," the man says with a chuckle, and your eyes snap up to see who the voice belongs to. It is just your luck that you bump into none other than Sebastian, and you're glad he caught you before you could fall.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to run into you!" You tell him as he lets you go, but he gives you a reassuring smile.

"It's okay, Sweetheart. It's not every day that someone as beautiful as you bumps into me," he tells you with a dashing smile, making the butterflies you feel in your stomach wild.

When it's time for the interview, Sebastian recognizes you and lets his gaze wander over your body and long, exposed legs a few times. He can't get enough of looking at you.

The interview is over far too soon for the both of you and just when you're about to pack up your stuff and go home to work out the interview, Sebastian stops you.

"I hope I'm not overstepping here, but would you mind grabbing a coffee sometime? If you're from around here, that is," he says, suddenly getting a little shy.

"Well, I'm out here for work until tomorrow morning, but once you're back in New York, I'd love to take you up on your offer since I live there," you tell him, and you can't help but smile.

The thought of Sebastian asking you out makes the butterflies go crazy, and when you see the relief washing over him, you know you made the right choice by saying yes.

"Let me give you my number, and you can text me when you're back in New York if you still want to grab a coffee, of course," you tell him, and he nods furiously before grabbing his phone and letting you put your phone number in it.

"I have to go now, but it was lovely to meet you, and I can't wait to grab a coffee with you when we're home," he says, and he bends down to place a soft kiss on your cheek, his stubble tickling you a little bit.

Little did you know it would be the start of a great friendship and one of the most loving relationships you've ever built with someone. It was your first Christmas together that would change the dynamic, however.

"Do you want to spend Christmas together this year? If you don't plan to go home, of course," Sebastian asks you during your weekly video call.

He's away to film another Marvel movie, but Christmas will be spent back in New York, which is perfect timing for both of you. You haven't seen him for the last three months, and even though it's nice to video call, you miss his hugs, smiles, and touches. You miss him.

"I would love to, but only if you're cooking dinner for me because the lord knows if I do it, there won't be anything to eat for us that evening!" you joke, and Sebastian laughs wholeheartedly, which makes your heart skip a beat or two.

Your crush on him has only intensified over the last year, and he has developed feelings for you as well, but with his busy shooting schedule, you don't see each other as much as you'd like.

Sebastian plans to make it extra special this Christmas and wants to spend the holiday with you. He's been planning on telling you how he feels for a while, and it will be the perfect opportunity to do just that.

"Of course, I'll cook; I'd rather not starve on Christmas, thank you very much!" he quips back, and you shake your head, chuckling at his comment.

It promises to be the most memorable Christmas you have ever spent, and you're glad you don't have to celebrate it alone this year. With your parents living on the other side of the world, seeing them over Christmas is not an option, so you usually take some time off, read a book or two, and relax.

"In that case, I'll gladly celebrate Christmas with you, Sebastian. I can't wait," you tell him, and the weeks leading up to it felt like they flew by.

It is the day before Christmas when Sebastian arrives in New York, and you've offered to pick him up from the airport, which he gladly accepted.

"Hi, Sweetheart," he says as he walks out the doors after baggage claim, hauling a suitcase behind him and a backpack over his shoulders. He's been filming in California for a while, so he has a healthy glow all over his face, making him look stunning.

"I can't believe we're spending Christmas together; it's a big step from having to spend it alone," you tell him softly, getting a little embarrassed that you just admitted to him that you're usually alone on the happiest time of the year.

"Wait, you're always alone on Christmas?! I'm glad I offered to spend it together! Can't have my best girl being alone during the holidays now, can I?" Sebastian asks, and you nod in agreement.

You didn't miss how he called you his best girl, and it made your cheeks heat up, which didn't go unnoticed by Sebastian. You both have this effect on one another, and you wouldn't change it for anything.

The next day, Sebastian rings your doorbell a little after noon, and you've opted to wear a Christmas-themed sweater. When you open the door, you find Sebastian with a Christmas sweater and a present under his arm.

"You look gorgeous today, Sweetheart," Sebastian tells you as he pulls you into his side and kisses your cheek softly. It has yours heating up instantly, and you're feeling very fortunate to have someone as sweet as him by your side today.

The afternoon is spent preparing dinner, drinking hot cocoa, and watching Home Alone, an absolute Christmas classic. When you think this day couldn't be any more perfect, Sebastian whips out an envelope and hands it to you.

I wrote this for you, and I'm sorry if it's a little cheesy, but I figured I go big or go home, and I'd rather not go home, so..." he says, a deep red blush taking over his cheeks and neck as he hands you the envelope.

It's a light pink envelope with your name in his handwriting, and you pull open the envelope to find a small letter inside.

Sweetheart,

The past year, you have shown me what it is like to live life to the fullest, no matter what life throws your way. Meeting you has also brought me immense joy; because of that, I want to ask you something.

Will you do me the honor of making me the happiest guy on earth and be my girlfriend?

~ Sebastian

When you finish reading the little note, you slap your hand over your mouth out of excitement and practically fling yourself into his arms as you pull him close.

"I'd love to be your girlfriend, Sebastian."

His hand cups your cheek before he pulls you in for a soft, sweet kiss. Even though it's not the first you've shared with him, it is by far the most special one, and it is the cherry on top of the Christmas cake.

Today will be your first time staying at Sebastian's house; honestly, the nerves are starting to kick in. He's seen your place a few times and slept there, but this is quite a step outside your comfort zone.

In your home, it's precisely how you like it and where you feel most comfortable, and you've discussed this with Sebastian. He is a true sweetheart because he has repeatedly reassured you that it's okay and you can sleep at home if you don't feel comfortable.

Your outfit has been laid out and ready to go for the last two days, and you can't wait to put it on and officially make your way to see Sebastian because you've missed him a lot.

Between his filming schedule and you flying all over the country to do more interviews, you have little time to see one another, but now that the universe is finally letting you be together, you want to look your absolute best.

After a shower and a thorough grooming session, you're putting your hair into two space buns with a few loose strands framing your face, and your makeup is very natural.

When your outfit is on, and your overnight bag is packed, you text Sebastian to tell him you're about to leave since it's still a 45-minute drive to his house, especially with the New York traffic.

Your work bag is also coming since you'll head straight to work the following day. It's a good thing he lives close to your office because that gives you more time to cuddle up to him, which is one of your favorite things to do in the morning.

What you didn't know, however, is that Sebastian has been preparing for your arrival. Not just by making sure his house is spotless but also by putting a little ''welcome home'' package together for you.

When he's about to step into the shower, he hears his phone go off, and when your name appears on his screen, he gets a wide grin, and his mood is instantly lifted.

''Can't wait to see you soon, Sweetheart,'' he says to no one, and he hops into the shower to prepare for your arrival. His place is spotless, there are clean sheets on the bed, and the care package is waiting on the kitchen island, ready to be unpacked by you.

He went above and beyond by choosing out a pair of the fuzziest socks he could find, as well as a big box of your favorite tea and a cute mug with it, a book from your wishlist you can leave at his place, and a bag of your favorite sweet treats to finish it.

He also has a small black box waiting for later, but that would have to wait until you two are comfortable on the couch because he wants to save it for a special moment.

When he's done in the shower, he quickly dries his hair and puts on a simple outfit before spraying his cologne. Now, he's ready to welcome you at his house and getting nervous because he's unsure if you will like it.

He grabbed the little box he was planning on giving you later and flipped open the top one last time as he looked at its contents. It shines beautifully in the sunlight, illuminating the room through the large windows.

With a small sigh, he shuts the box and puts it in one of the side table drawers next to his couch. It's all he can think about now, but before he can think about it too long, his doorbell rings, notifying him of your arrival.

He jogs to the door, and when he's there, he straightens out his long, dark brown locks and clothing one last time before swinging open the door and welcoming you inside.

''Sweetheart, I'm so glad you made it,'' he tells you as he pulls you in for a hug, and you instantly melt into his embrace.

''Missed you,'' you tell him, though it's muffled by the jacket he's wearing, and it only makes Sebastian chuckle.

''What did you say, Sweetheart? I don't think I got what you said just now,'' he tells you, and you reluctantly pull out of his hold so you can tell him again how much you've missed him.

''I missed you, but I'm thrilled to see you again,'' you tell him, pulling him closer so you can kiss him properly. Your lips fit perfectly with his, and it lights a fire inside of you that instantly makes you want more.

He takes your bottom lip between his teeth and nibbles softly before letting go with a soft moan. It was all just a plan to tease you a little so he could make the rest of the night unforgettable.

Your eyes are half-lidded as you look at him in anticipation, but instead of giving you what you're looking for, he pulls you into his house, closing the door behind you.

''I got you something to welcome you into my home and hopefully make it our home,'' he tells you as he interlaces his fingers with yours. He steps to the side to reveal the little basket on the kitchen island when you're in the kitchen.

''I-Is this for me? You didn't have to do that!'' you tell him, though your curiosity takes over, and you can't resist a peek inside the basket.

You take out everything and look at it, especially the mug he bought for you that leaves you chuckling. When you pick up the book and read the back, Sebastian walks closer to you and pulls you into his chest, his arms wrapped around you and his chin leaning on your shoulder.

''I figured you could leave this here, so you will always have a few things around here that are all yours for the next time you come over,'' he tells you, and you close your eyes as a huge smile escapes.

''I'm glad I'm allowed to come back after today,'' you say as you put the book on the counter and turn into his hold, kissing him softly and slowly until Sebastian bends down and lifts you onto the kitchen island.

''Well, there's one more surprise for you, and you need to close your eyes and stay seated, alright?'' Sebastian asks, and you hum in response, so he walks to the living room and gets the small black box he was holding earlier, unable to wait any longer.

''Alright, you can open them,'' Sebastian says, and he's standing in front of you with the black box open, and your eyes are immediately pulled to the contents of it.

''I want you to have this, Sweetheart, because you already have the key to my heart, and now I want you to have the key to my house as well. I want you to be able to come and go whenever you want to since there's no one else I trust more than you.''

You take the key out of the box and look at it before closing your hand around it and stretching the other one out to take Sebastian's and pull him between your legs.

''In that case, it's only fair if I give you the key to my house as well, but only if you promise not to sneak up on me in the middle of the night because I will knock you out if you do it!'' you tell him between chuckles.

You seal your promises to one another with a kiss, and you put the key beside you on the counter before your hands slide into his hair, pulling softly, earning yourself a groan from Sebastian.

''Let's move this to the bedroom, Sweetheart, and I'll give you a tour of the house later. Right now, I need you,'' he tells you between open-mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbone, your head thrown back to give him access.

He pulls you off the counter, and once you're sturdy on the floor, he whispers something in your ear that has your knees buckling underneath you.

''You'd better enjoy the walk while you still can, Sweetheart, because I'm going to make sure you won't be able to walk for the rest of the day.''

He grabs your hand and leads the way to his bedroom, and he kicks the door shut before he attaches his mouth to yours again, the kiss a clash of tongues, a fight over dominance which Sebastian wins.

You are both undressing one another and when your dress has found its way onto the floor, you're standing in front of Sebastian in your white lingerie with red hearts on it. His breath hitches as he takes it in, his large hands gliding over the soft fabric adorning your body.

''Hmm, it's too bad you're not as innocent as this fucking lingerie makes you look right now, Sweetheart. Luckily, it'll be on the floor soon anyway,'' he purrs in your ear, making you unbelievably wet.

Your long fingernails drag from his chest, over his abdomen, down to his belt, unbuckling it quickly before pulling the fabric of his jeans down. You crouch down with it before sitting on your knees, and you palm his now hard cock through his underwear.

''How about I show you just how not-so-innocent I can be with my mouth?'' you tease him, and you feel him throb in your hand. He throws his head back with a loud groan as he's getting painfully hard now.

You pull his boxers down and throw them to the side, allowing his long, veiny cock to spring free right in front of your face, the red tip already leaking a bead of precum that you happily lick off.

''Tastes so good, Daddy,'' you whine softly, and the grin on Sebastian's face is unmistakable; he's about to ruin you in every single way you can think of.

After a few more small kitten licks on his tip, you take it into your mouth and you suckle softly. And Sebastian removes both hair ties from your hair, letting it fall around your head.

''Much better, Sweetheart, that way Daddy can fuck your beautiful throat like he wants to,'' he says, and your nails dig into his thighs at the idea, making Sebastian hiss at the feeling.

While you're looking up at him with big, glassy eyes, you slowly take more of him into your mouth until your nose is pressed to his pubic bone, and you're choking around his length.

When you pull back, you take in a few deep breaths of the oxygen you have just deprived yourself of, and you smile wickedly at Sebastian, who grabs some of your hair and pushes his cock back into your mouth, needing to cum down your throat.

''Want me to fuck this throat, Sweetheart? Want me to fuck this tight, perfect throat and cum in it, make you swallow it like my perfect cumslut?'' he asks you in a slightly degrading tone, but it only serves to make you even hornier, and your cunt clenches around nothing.

You moan around him, and he takes that as confirmation he needs to start fucking your throat and chasing his high in the process. The gagging sounds you make only spur him on, and his hips are snapping at a rapid pace until he shoots his cum down your throat and over your tongue, ensuring you get every last drop.

''Fuck, you're so good for me, Sweetheart, such a good girl for Daddy.''

With your eyes half-lidded and your panties soaked, Sebastian helps you up and walks you backward to the bed until you're lying down. When you're comfortable, he takes off your bra and panties so you're entirely bare for him, and he crawls over your body.

''Let me make you feel good, Sweetheart. You deserve it after making me feel so fucking amazing; my soul left my body through my cock,'' he whispers between kisses from your stomach and your breasts up to your neck and jaw.

''Please, Daddy,'' you beg, and Sebastian's too impatient to make you wait any longer, as he needs to be buried inside you right this moment.

He lines himself up with your entrance before pushing in slowly, letting you adjust to his length before pushing in further. When he's fully sheathed inside of you, he lets out a groan, and a moan escapes your lips.

His hands find yours, and he interlaces his fingers with yours before slowly pumping in and out of you, making sure you feel every single inch, ridge, and vein inside of you.

''Hmm, I remember practicing how to ask you out in a mirror after that interview. You bumping into me that day is truly the best thing that has ever happened to me, Sweetheart,'' Sebastian confesses as he keeps his slow, almost unbearable pace the same.

''Couldn't live with the fact that I might not see you again, so I practiced, and I'm so glad it worked out, Sweetheart. I can't imagine being anywhere other than inside of your perfect, tight, soaked pussy right now. She's clenching around me, baby. Are you about to cum for Daddy?'' he asks you, and you nod; all that's leaving your mouth are moans and whines because you're so close.

''Hmm, you better cum around my cock, Sweetheart, want to cum inside this perfect pussy,'' he groans in your ear, and he lets go of your hand to rub your clit while simultaneously picking up the pace, and you lock your ankles behind around his hips.

''D-Daddy! Please, need to cum,'' you plea, and he listens because before you know it, you fall apart from the combination of his fingers and cock inside you, and Sebastian closely follows you.

Long ropes of his cum shoot into your puffy, overstimulated cunt, but he doesn't want to pull out since you're so warm and comfortable. He turns over with you in his arms, and he pulls the comforter over both of you as you snuggle into him, still buried deep inside you.

You take a short nap in his arms as you cockwarm him, and when you wake up, you feel Sebastian tracing soft, slow patterns on your back.

''Hi, Daddy,'' you whisper against his neck, and he turns to look at you.

''Hi, Sweetheart. How was your nap?'' he asks you, and you can confirm it was the best nap you've had in a long time. After you've woken up entirely, you're both taking a bath together before moving your cuddle session to the couch, and you're ordering dinner so you don't have to leave each other's sides.

Later in the evening, you're attempting to get up from the couch, but you're not allowed because Sebastian pulls you back onto the sofa, making you squeal.

''No, you can't get up! You're my prisoner for today!'' he tells you and pulls you onto his lap to attack you with many tickles, making you laugh and squirm uncontrollably.

''N-No! Please, sto-o-o-p!'' you tell him, and eventually, he does. But not after a few more surprise ones when you've caught your breath again.

When it's finally time to go to bed, you lay your head on Sebastian's chest with a soft sigh, and before you drift off to sleep, you mutter a few more words to him that have him chuckling softly.

''You're my new pillow, so I will never let you go.''

This was when he officially knew he would marry you one day because he could not live without you for another second. He wants your love and happiness around him for the rest of his life.

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jessybarnes · 2 years

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On One Condition

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

A/N: This is a boss x secretary AU

Rating: 18+ Only!! Minors DNI!!

Tags: SMUT, angst, fluff, sneaking around, breaking and entering, getting caught, yelling, a slight instance of being scared of being hit (he doesn't tho), rough kissing, rough sex, fingering, squirting, oral (both male and female receiving), rimming (male receiving), face fucking, deep throating, throat fucking, cum eating, choking, nipple play, strip tease, light dom/sub, name-calling, light degradation, begging, praise kink, teasing, biting, leaving marks, explicit language, and I think that's it.

Word Count: 5,460

Beta: T. Thompson

Written For: One of my co-workers, Mike. :)

"Hey, Y/N, look at this."

You'd been working on your boss's weekly finance report for the past hour, and it was beginning to make your eyes cross.

Sebastian, your very attractive boss.

He was infuriatingly gorgeous, but he was also arrogant, and that was a turn-off. He was a perfectionist and wasn't afraid to tell you if you messed something up.

That's what you were doing right now, fixing a formula in an excel spreadsheet that you'd apparently done wrong. The only reason you continued to put up with being Sebastian’s assistant was because of Tiffany.

Tiffany worked alongside you as the head of the data analysis team and had become your best friend. She didn't work directly for Sebastian, but she did have a front-row seat to all the shit he put you through.

She'd always been good at cheering you up by occasionally distracting you, and you were hoping whatever was on her computer screen was just that. A distraction.

"What's up, babe?"

You stood, your flowy black knee-high skirt flaring out slightly as you walked across the room to her desk. At first, it didn't look like anything, just a black and white surveillance video of the building's parking garage.

"What exactly am I supposed to be seeing here, Tiff?"

She pulled your wrist making you squat down, "shh! Don't let Seb hear you! Keep watching, it's just a few more seconds in."

You gave her an odd look but kept watching nonetheless. Sure enough, roughly ten seconds later, you saw Sebastian walking to his car. He had a file tucked under his arm with classified, written in big, bold red letters. He kept looking from side to side, watching for other people as he quickly got into his sleek, black impala and drove away.

You couldn't believe what you were seeing.

"Tiffany," you harshly whispered. "What is that?! How did you even get access to the security camera feed?!"

She peeked over the top of her desk, a look of alarm on her face as she turned quickly back to you.

"Fuck! Here, take this stack of papers and say you were helping me with it! He's coming!"

You snatched the papers and slowly stood up giving Tiffany a friendly smile.

"So, anyway, that's how you do a pivot table. I'll take a look at these lists and let you know what I think, okay? Oh! Hello, Sebastian! I just finished fixing the formula on your report. I'll get it sent over to you in the next couple of minutes."

Sebastian put his hands on his hips and raised one of those perfect eyebrows of his.

"Y/N, I certainly hope you're not lying to me. You know how I feel about dishonesty. It makes me…angry."

You smiled sweetly at him, holding the stack of papers to your chest.

"I wouldn't dream of it, sir."

You walked past him, your heels clacking against the tile as you made your way back to your desk.

A couple of hours passed before you'd completed everything on the task list Sebastian had emailed you that morning. It was nearly six o'clock when you finally logged your time and shut down your computer.

You were the only one left in the office, so you made sure to turn the lights out and lock up. You'd barely gotten to the elevators when your phone began to vibrate in your purse.

"Hello?"

"Y/N, hey, have you left work yet?"

You stopped and leaned against the wall of the lobby. "No, I'm still here, Tiff."

She sighed and lowered her voice. "Oh, great! Okay, so here's what you're gonna do. Go in the top drawer of my desk and you'll find a bobby pin. Then-"

You cut her off, "Babe, what are you talking about? Why do I feel like I'm gonna regret this?"

She shuffled the phone around and you heard a door shut in the background.

"You won't regret it because you won't get caught! Now, focus. Bobby pin is in my top desk drawer. From there, you're gonna pick the lock on Sebastian’s office. Once you're in you'll have free reign to look for any clues about that file!"

You rolled your eyes. "Ugh, alright fine. I'm only looking around for five minutes though. I'm too nervous to look any longer. I'll call you back in ten minutes. If I don't, then you know I'm either dead or caught."

The two of you hung up as you made your way back into the office. As quiet as it was, the atmosphere still felt different, like you were already trespassing and you hadn't even gone into his office yet.

You quickly found the bobby pin and slowly made your way to the closed wooden door taking a deep breath. The fact that you were doing this was crazy. This was the first illegal thing you'd ever done, and it was honestly terrifying.

With a shaky hand, you wedged the hairpin in the keyhole and moved it around. For a while, nothing happened, and it seemed like this was all a lost cause.

Just when you were about to give up the lock clicked and the door opened slightly. The gravity of the situation finally sank in as you slowly pushed the door open. His office was dark, his desk and wall locker casting an ominous shadow over the room.

You took a deep breath and walked across the carpet to sit in his leather chair. It was soft, the stitching surely leaving little indents on the backs of your legs.

The top drawer was empty except for a few pens and a little jar of paper clips. The middle one had coffee k-cups and an assortment of condiment packets, nothing at all interesting. When you tried the bottom drawer it didn't want to open right away, but once it did, you couldn't believe what you were seeing.

At least one hundred folders all marked classified were stacked in two neat piles. You racked your brain to try and think of what could possibly be in them. Coming up with nothing, you picked up the top folder and carefully opened it.

There, sorted neatly into paperclipped stacks were photos of women in different sexual poses. Leather, black laced lingerie, and even some fully nude shots.

You had so many questions. Did he know these women? Did he take the photos? Did he sleep with them? You were so caught up in the moment that you didn't hear the elevators ding. The moment his deep voice filled the expanse of the office you nearly jumped out of your skin.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

The folder fell from your hands and you felt your blood run cold.

"I-I was… I-I um…"

He stalked toward you, a murderous look in his eyes, and you were sure this was how you were going to die. He was going to kill you right here behind his desk. Sebastian grabbed your jaw between the fingers of his right hand, pushing your body against the back wall forcefully.

"I gave you a job and this is how you thank me?!"

He spoke low, his words spewing from his mouth like venom.

"You break into my office and go through my things?! I knew…I fucking KNEW you weren't helping Tiffany with a damn pivot table."

Hot tears were falling freely down your cheeks, pooling where his fingers tightly held your skin.

"S-Sebastian…y-you're hurting m-me. Please… 'm s-sorry."

He let your chin go, but his arms bracketed you in, his face inches from yours. "You're sorry?! Y/N, the only reason you're sorry is that I fuckin' caught you in the act. So, what was it, hm? What possessed you to go through my desk?"

Your whole body shook with fear, your breathing becoming erratic, and when he raised his voice again you cowered as far into the wall as you could.

"ANSWER ME, GODDAMMIT!"

"I-I-I…Tiff and I… she… we saw a security video. I-It was of y-you holding a folder a-and we wanted t-to know why it was classified."

His blue eyes were perilous and dark.

"Didn't your Mommy ever tell you not to touch what isn't yours?"

His left hand cupped your cheek, and you cursed yourself for feeling both fear and arousal course through you.

"What," he whispered, his eyes flicking down to your lips, "should we do now, Y/N? How should we fix this? 'Cause, you're only leavin' this room on one condition. I get to reprimand you."

His mouth was so close to yours now that you could almost taste his spearmint gum.

"S-Sir I-"

His fingers slid through your hair grabbing it tightly as he smashed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss. He wasn't gentle by any means. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, claiming you, taking what he wanted from you like you were his toy. And at that moment you were.

The way he was dominating you ignited a flame that ceased to exist before this moment. His hands slid under your blouse, touching you everywhere they could, and when he roughly squeezed one of your bra-covered nipples you couldn't stop the sinful moan he pulled from your throat.

"Listen to you…so fuckin' needy. Bet you wish you could be those girls, posing all pretty for me while I take pictures of you."

His teeth nipped at your earlobe making you shudder.

"Got such a perfect figure, sugar. You'd look so pretty in lace, spread all wide and tied up. Been drivin' me fuckin' crazy wearin' these skirts and form-fitting tops. It almost seems like you're doin' it on purpose. I've seen the way you look at me."

You opened your mouth to respond, but he cut you off with a question.

"Tell me, Y/N…does the thought of me bending you over my desk get you wet?"

You nodded and bit your lip, his eyes immediately honing in on the action.

"Careful, doll," he used his thumb to free it, "you keep that up and I won't be able to control myself."

The lust in his eyes sent another spark of want straight to your core.

"Please…"

Honestly, you weren't even sure what you were asking for, but you knew you needed more. You needed him to touch you.

"I don't think you're in the position to be makin' requests, sweetheart."

He let the pads of his fingers slide up your inner thigh, barely touching your skin. "I think," he leaned in to whisper in your ear, "a nosey little girl like you needs to be punished."

He slid his index finger in the side hem of your panties, not quite touching you, but enough to feel that they were soaked through.

"Feels like you want that too. Is that true, Y/N? You want me to devour this sweet, delicate body of yours and make you mine?"

"Yes."

That one word was all he needed to hear. His mouth was on you again, kissing, biting, and licking anywhere he could, leaving goosebumps in its wake. The thin fabric of your blouse shredded easily beneath his large hands, the pieces falling next to your feet.

"Mmm, these perfect tits, your curves, that perky little ass. God, Y/N, you're a work of fuckin' art."

Sebastian backed away and walked to sit on the couch against the opposite wall.

"C'mere."

You slowly moved in front of him, covering your body from how exposed you felt.

"Nuh-uh, don't do that. Lemme see you." He reached out and pulled your arms down to your sides. "Absolutely stunning."

He was quiet for a few minutes, his eyes taking in your half-naked form before he gave his next instruction.

"Take the rest of those clothes off nice and slow for me, baby."

Without taking your eyes off his, you hooked your fingers in the top hem of your skirt and slowly slid it down your legs. Once it pooled at your feet you kicked it to the side and slid the straps of your lacy black bra off each shoulder. Leaning forward, you showed him your cleavage while you reached to undo the buckle on your left stiletto.

"Oh, baby," he cooed, "leave those on for me. The stockings can stay too. Fuck, you look so fuckin' divine, doll. Just wanna get my mouth on that sweet pussy."

You bit your lip again and whimpered when he let out a low growl.

"Thought I told you to quit doin' that." He stood and grabbed the back of your thighs, lifting you easily. "You need to learn to follow orders, Y/N."

He shoved everything off his desk and set you down on the cool wood.

"Spin around and lean back against me, baby. Let me give you a lesson on how to follow directions."

You obeyed him immediately and rested back against his toned chest, the muscles shifting beneath his button-up shirt.

"Sebastian, I… I haven't um…"

He smoothed his hands down your arms and peppered kisses along the pulse point of your neck. "You haven't what, honey? You're not about to tell me you're a virgin are you?"

You shook your head no and licked your lips. "N-No, but I… it's been a while and um… well, a guy has never given me a…you know…"

Sebastian stilled, his fingers turning your face toward his.

"Princess, are you telling me you've never gotten off by someone other than yourself?"

Your eyes looked down at the floor as you nodded.

"They've never been able to," you whispered. "I…there must be something wrong with me."

He brought his lips down to yours, kissing you slow and sweet.

"Listen to me, Y/N. There is nothing wrong with you. You've just never been with a real man. Let me show you what it feels like to have someone make you come apart over and over again."

He nipped at your bottom lip. "First, I'm gonna put two of my thick fingers in that pretty pussy." Another love bite, this time on your jaw. "Then, once you come, I'll make you do it again on my tongue." His teeth scraped against the sensitive spot right below your ear making you whine desperately. "Finally, I'll make you scream my name as I fuck you full of my cum."

"Oh, god, Sebastian! Please…make me feel good…"

"Shh, I've got you, baby."

His hands moved from your arms to the top of your bra, "see, what those other men don't know is that women need intimacy. They need," he pulled the thin lace material down and began rolling your nipples between his fingers, "to be touched and caressed. They need more than just a quick fuck to feel good."

Your chest heaved, your hand absentmindedly making its way to grab your hair from the jolts of pleasure he was giving you.

"Fuck…"

Sebastian carefully turned your body and laid you down, his left hand gliding down to your panties. "How attached are you to these?"

You shook your head, "at this point, I don't care about anything other than you… just… please do something."

He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. "Oh, doll, that's sweet of you... Already tellin' me I'm all that you care about, and I've barely even touched you. Kinda makes me think there's a deeper meaning to those words."

He wasn't looking for a response, nor did he give you a chance to come up with one because in the next second he tore your panties from your body. Sebastian smoothed his fingers just above your clit, moving back and forth, making you whine in frustration.

"Goddammit, Seb, I swear if you don't touch m-"

His other hand wrapped around your throat and pulled your head back so you could see his face. "Watch it, Y/N. If you keep bein' a brat I'm gonna have to treat you like one."

The hand around your throat migrated to your right nipple while the middle and ring fingers on his left moved up and down your soaked folds.

"Oh, fuck! S-Sebastian, oh, god yeah, like that, just like that. Please don't stop."

He circled your clit, applying delicious pressure fueling your inferno of arousal like it was a wildfire.

"So fuckin' wet, Y/N. You want me to make you come? Ready to come undone just from my fingers, honey?"

All you could do was nod, and finally, finally, he pushed them inside of you. You cried out, your hips raising to meet the quick thrusts of his fingers.

"Oh, my god! Fuck!"

He spread the ones on his other hand and pressed you back down holding you in place. "Yeah, princess? That feel good?"

He leaned down and swirled his tongue over a nipple before taking it between his teeth.

"Shit! Sebastian I-... baby, please!"

He smirked and increased the pressure of the hand splayed on your lower abdomen. "Oh, doll, this isn't even the best part. If you think it feels good now, you're in for a real treat."

The moment he curled his fingers and rubbed them back and forth you arched your back and screamed. The added pressure he was applying with his other hand only intensified the feeling, your eyes rolling back on their own accord.

"Jesus baby girl, I can feel you clenching around me already. You look so fuckin' gorgeous like this, moanin' for me. Drives me wild knowin' I'm makin' you feel this way. You gonna come for me, sugar? C'mon, Y/N…be a good girl for me."

You couldn't hold back even if you wanted to. Your first promised orgasm tore through your body like a bolt of lightning as you soaked his hand, your inner thighs, and the desk with your cum.

Your whole body shook as you tried to catch your breath. Sebastian brought his hand to his mouth, closing his lips around his soaked fingers, licking them clean.

"Mmm, you taste so fuckin' sweet, doll. I've never been able to make a girl do that on the first try."

You grabbed onto his shirt and roughly pulled him down for a passionate kiss. It was needy, hot, and wanting, as you licked into his mouth tasting yourself on his tongue.

"Please… please make me do that again. Felt so good, so fucking good…"

Sebastian chuckled against your lips and helped you sit up. "Gladly, baby, but first I wanna fuck that pretty mouth of yours."

You immediately got off the desk and sank to your knees. He let you take control for the first few moments, watching as your shaky hands struggled with his belt. His fingers hooked under your chin, tilting your head up so you were looking at him through your lashes.

"There's no need to hurry, sweetheart. I'm not goin' anywhere. Let me get these off, okay?"

You sat back on your heels as he stripped the rest of the way, your eyes marveling at how beautiful he was.

"Wow…"

You hadn't meant to say it out loud, his intense stare making you blush.

"See anything you like, honey?"

"Yes, god yes, please let me taste you."

He pulled you to your feet and pulled you flush against him, his hard cock pressing against your belly. "I want you to taste me too, baby. In more ways than one."

It took your brain a moment to comprehend what he was asking of you.

"Wait, what do you me-"

Oh. Oh.

It finally clicked and for the first time that night, he actually looked nervous. His eyes studied your reaction for a moment before looking down at his feet.

"S'okay if you don't want to…"

You stared at him, thinking about the mind-blowing bliss he'd just brought you. You thought about how he was going to be going down on you soon, how he promised to give you two more orgasms.

The thought of getting that intimate with a man hadn't even been a blip on your sexual radar until now. You could say no, but the thought of hearing his filthy moans made your pussy clench around nothing.

"Okay," you whispered softly, "I'll do it. I'll try. I've um…never done it before, but I… I'll do my best to make you feel good."

Sebastian moaned and kissed you deeply. "Don't worry, baby. I'll talk you through it. Also, I know you didn't ask, but I'm clean… ya know…back there."

He smiled sheepishly and moved to stand in front of his desk chair.

"C'mere, doll. Come sit behind me."

You did as you were told and reached out to run your small hands up the backs of his thighs.

"Don't be shy, baby. You can explore a little. I don't mind."

He bent over, his torso resting on the wood as he slightly spread his legs. "'M'ready, love. Just uh…run your tongue up and down slowly until you get used to it."

You gripped his ass and spread his cheeks apart, his breathing immediately becoming breathy. He was smooth, his cock hard and leaking as you gave his hole a tentative lick.

"Y-Y/N…"

The way he moaned your name caused a switch to flip inside you. You needed to hear him say it like that again.

You didn't hesitate, holding him in place with your hands as you flattened your tongue to lick all around his rim.

"Holy fuckin'...Oh, shit! Babydoll, oh fuck, right there! Right there, baby. Jesus fuckin' Christ don't stop, Y/N…"

He was a babbling mess, and it was the hottest thing you'd ever seen in your life. The power you held as you took this man apart just from your mouth was intoxicating.

"Fuck baby… oh, I could come just from this. You've got one hell of a mouth. God, I gotta have it. I gotta feel those pretty pink lips around my cock. C'mere."

He pushed himself up and turned around so his cock was inches from your face. You wrapped your hand around the base and began to stroke him at a slow, steady pace.

"Use me, Sebastian. I need to hear you make those sounds again. Please, baby, fuck my mouth."

His eyes darkened, his gaze turning possessive, and you gasped when he bunched your hair between his fingers and yanked your head back.

"Oh, sweetheart," he cooed, "'s'that what you need? To be my filthy little plaything?"

You whimpered and opened your mouth.

"Mmm, such a little slut for it aren't ya? So hungry for my cock. Remember to breathe, doll."

He rocked his hips forward, pushing into your mouth slowly, and when he hit the back of your throat you dug your nails into his thighs.

"Shh, don't tense up, sugar. Relax…breathe through your nose. You can do it, Y/N. Fuck! That's it."

He slid past your gag reflex into your throat, your face buried in soft dark curls. His right hand lightly moved up and down the column of your neck feeling himself inside of you.

"God, you're perfect, baby. So fuckin' sexy with my cock down your throat. Just wan- oh, shit! Baby, fuck!"

You swallowed around him and brought your hand up to gently squeeze his balls. Sebastian pulled you off of him, the grip on your hair tightening a fraction.

"You tryin' to kill me, baby? Open that mouth again, naughty girl."

As soon as you did he wasted no time thrusting back in, setting a solid rhythm as obscene words spewed from his lips.

"Such a bratty little whore. So desperate and - oh, god - needy for me. Bet you've fucked yourself to the thought of me. Haven't ya you little cock-slut? Fuck, yeah baby, that's right. Take it. Take my fuckin' dick like you were made for it, Y/N."

The moment his thrusts became sloppy he pulled out of you allowing you to take your first real deep breath in a while.

"You look so pretty right now. Your swollen lips, face covered with spit and tears, fuck baby, wish you could see yourself.

He wiped the wetness with his thumbs and motioned to his couch.

"Go sit for me, Y/N. I think you deserve to cum again."

The moment you leaned back against the soft cushions he knelt in front of you. One of his large hands curled around the back of your calf as he trailed open-mouthed kisses up towards your pussy.

"Sebastian, please…'m'so wet. Need to feel you so badly…"

He took the skin of your inner thigh between his teeth, biting and sucking little love bites that only added to the anticipation.

"So impatient, baby. Can't you see I'm busy marking what belongs to me? That pretty face, your perfect tits, these toned legs, your tight little pussy, all of you is mine, Y/N."

Your heart thudded hard against your chest, "Yes. Yes, I'm yours …all yours. Please just…please!"

He took pity on you and hooked your legs over his shoulders, his lips closing around your clit.

"Ohholyfuckingsh- oh god, Sebastian!"

His strong arms held you in place as he devoured your pussy. His tongue was everywhere. Circling your bundle of nerves, gliding between your folds, and when he delved it inside of you it made your vision go white.

"Oh, shit! Shit! Fuck! S-Sebastian I… baby, I can't...oh my god!"

He pulled off of you, his lust-blown pupils staring into your own.

"You can, doll. Let yourself feel what I'm doin' to you. Focus on the pleasure and let go for me. Come all over my face, sweetheart."

Sebastian started his assault again, groaning when you grabbed his hair to pull him closer.

"Shit, ohmyfuckinggod! Right there…oh, baby right there! More! Oh, fuck I need more!"

He rolled your clit between his fingers while his tongue explored your hole expertly.

"Oh, god...you're gonna make me…oh, god I'm gonna...gonna cum! Sebastian! Sebast-FUCK!"

You shook violently, your release saturating the dark green cushion below you.

"God damn, baby…that was so fuckin' hot. Taste so good too. Just like candy."

He picked you up again, one hand holding you just above your ass while the other rested in the middle of your back. You laced your fingers behind his neck and kissed him slowly, taking the time to memorize the taste of him mixed with yours.

It wasn't about ravishing each other anymore, no, this was sensual. He held you tight, turning to lie down on the couch before pulling you on top of him. His calloused hands touched every inch of you he could reach and all you wanted to do was drown in him. You'd stay in this moment forever and let yourself be consumed by him if you could.

"Sebastian, baby, I…please, can I ride you?"

He moaned and licked his lips.

"Yeah, princess. You want me to prep you first?"

You shook your head and reached behind your body to grab his cock.

"No. No, I wanna remember this…wanna remember how it feels as you fill me up."

"Y/N," his hands held your hips, "don’t hurt yourself, honey. You act like I'm gonna disappear or somethin'."

Sebastian's left hand cupped your cheek. "This isn't a one-time thing, ya know. At least I don't want it to be. I meant what I said earlier. Those marks on your legs, doll? Yeah, I did that to claim you. I want you to be mine, sugar."

If you weren't so turned on his words would have made you cry. Taking a shaky breath you positioned him at your entrance. "I need this, Seb. Please…can I?"

He nodded and you let yourself begin to sink down onto him.

He was the biggest you'd ever had, there was no doubt about that. His cock was gorgeous, well, all of Sebastian was, but his cock was so long and thick. Your eyes squinted shut, beginning to water as he stretched you.

"Y/N, baby, you're gonna hurt yourself."

You planted your hands on his chest and took a shaky breath. "No, I just… I need you to touch me…" You took his wrist and brought his hand to your clit. "Please…"

He began drawing loose circles, taking his time to prolong your pleasure, and a few minutes later you'd taken him to the hilt.

"Fuck, babydoll…," he moaned. "You're so damn tight."

For a few moments, you stayed still, allowing your body to get used to him. Finally, you carefully began to move, both of your cries echoing throughout the room.

"God, sweetheart, I can't believe how beautiful you look right now. Bouncin' up and down on my cock, fuck you're a dream come true."

You leaned forward, the new angle making you throw your head back in ecstasy as he hit your spot every time.

"Oh, god… Sebastian! It's so good… feels so good! Fuck, baby… want you to make me cum. Want you to ruin me - f-fuck… oh, god… - and I-I wanna feel you cum."

His kiss was sloppy, his resolve fading fast from how good you felt.

"I'll give you what you want, princess. But first, I need you to give me one more. C'mon, sweet girl, I know you can do it. Wanna feel you squeeze me…"

He slapped your ass and you cried out, your third orgasm approaching fast. His fingertips dug into your skin as he fucked up into you fast and hard. You were sure everyone within a 5 block radius could hear you, but you couldn’t care less.

"Fuckin' do it, baby. That's right, yeah…there you go. Can feel you…this perfect fuckin' pussy gripping my cock. C'mon, Y/N, give me what I want. Be a good girl and make a mess. Make a fuckin' mess all over me, baby."

The moment his right hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed the dam inside you broke. Your third orgasm hit you like a freight train, and if he didn't have a hold of your body, you'd have collapsed. You couldn't move, hell, you couldn't even remember your own name.

"Absolute perfection, Y/N. You did so well for me. C'mon, baby. Lemme bend you over my desk and fuck you full of my cum."

Sebastian had to practically carry you, but soon he had you bent over and spread wide for him. He entered you swiftly, the sudden intrusion making you gasp and claw at the desktop.

"Oh, Seb… baby, it's too much. Fuck, please… please!"

His right hand held your ass, spreading you wider so he could watch.

"Christ, doll. You hear how fuckin' wet you are? Wish you could see what I'm seein'. My cock filling you up over and over. God, baby I'm close…gonna fill you up. Fuck! Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come! Shit, baby… AH FUCK!"

He draped himself over you, his body trembling as he came down from his high. Once he was able to catch his breath he slowly pulled out and carried you to one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"Y/N? You with me, sweetheart?"

He watched you nod and chuckled. "Gonna go get you some water, okay? I'll be right back."

A couple of minutes later he came back and knelt between your legs. "Here baby, drink this for me."

You took the cup and emptied it quickly, licking your now wet lips. "Thank you, Sebastian."

He smiled, "You don't have to thank me, honey. Oh, but you do have fifteen missed calls from Tiffany."

Your eyes shot open. "Shit! Fuck, she's probably worried sick! I told her I'd call her back in ten minutes and it's been… an hour and a half!"

He watched with amusement as you unlocked your phone and hit the call button next to her name, putting it on speaker.

It only rang twice, her worried voice filling his office.

"Oh, thank fuckin' god! I thought he murdered you, Y/N! I was just about to drive there an-"

You cut her off, "Babe, I'm fine. He um… we uhh… he's..."

Tiffany gasped. "Oh, my fucking god! He's there right now, isn't he?! You two fucked didn't you?"

Sebastian laughed and took the phone from your hand. "Yes, Tiffany, we did. Actually, we did a lot more than that. I'm sure the two of you will have a lot to talk about during your next girl's night."

She squealed, making you blush profusely. "I fucking knew it! Alright, you two. Listen up because I've got something to say to the both of you."

You raised an eyebrow and looked at Sebastian as he mirrored your expression. "Oh, yeah? We're listening."

She giggled and gave a relieved sigh.

"It's about damn time!"

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Bucky Barnes -----------------------------------------

sweet fire - bucky melts so easily for you

make you whole ☆ - fluffy wedding drabble

finally - same au as “make you whole”

all hail the king - faerie king!bucky au

fluttering ♡☆ - car sex at the beach

nightfall - camping & stargazing with your bf (drabble game)

ooey gooey ♡ - lumberjack!bucky thinks you're sugary sweet

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tickled pink ♡ - lettin’ seb hit in the pink fit

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trim my hedges - single mom!reader & neighbor!steve, {part 1} {part 2} ongoing (eventual ♡)

sunbathing - steve's on a mission to find bucky when he, literally, stumbles on you (drabble game)

la petite mort ♡ - bondage with dom!steve

Jake Jensen -------------------------------------------

quickie ♡ - jake only has a few minutes with you before he has to get back to business

stipulations ♡ - jake gets cock warmed by hot gamer girlfriend :3c

Ari Levinson --------------------------------------------

make it my problem - angst, hurt/comfort (drabble)

Chris Evans --------------------------------------------

come over ♡ - a chance meeting with chris at a bar after the MTV awards

fetch ♡ - chris had special plans to unwind after a long day.

Andy Barber -------------------------------------------

too hot for this ♡ - facetime sex with andy

earned it ♡ - mean!Sam drabble, pure smut

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Eddie Munson -----------------------------------------

in the name of love ♡ - brother's best friend, mutual pining

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hertzwritings · 2 years

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A/N: This is the first Sebastian Stan story on this blog! I’M SO EXCITED!!! And to make it even better, it’s a request from the always amazing @one-sweet-gubler, so let me tell you, I RAN to write this. Also, I have decided to keep the readers family nameless and/or come up with some myself – it makes my eyes go kajhfsfughudfglndgjkfdz when I read to many Y/N Y/M/ Y/D/N and so forth in a row. I also had to change it a little, because for some reason, the meeting the family for the first time just didn’t want to work with me – I hope I do you justice anyway!

Request: Can you write one where he meets readers family for the first time and watches her play with a baby and it gets him feeling some way about her.

BITCH WATCH ME!! Yes to all of this! I hope I do you justice, my sweet.

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Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female reader

Warnings: Language, fluff, implied smut, implied breeding kink (I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself)

Wordcount: 2.210

To love is to live

“Babe, are you good to go?” He yelled through the house as he put on his jacket. “Just a minute!” He grinned. “You’ve been saying that for thirty minutes!” He yelled back and pulled his shoes on. “Well, one minute in woman-time is thirty minutes in man-time, you know that.” Her voice became clearer as Y/N descended the stairs, and when he saw her, his mouth went dry.

“Goddamn, you look fucking stunning.” He breathed, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissed her. “We could just stay in, get a really serious round of the pukes. Or shits. I’m not picky.” He mumbled, hand traveling down to her ass and squeezing it. She hummed. “You better shut up, we gotta go.” She kissed him chastely and he groaned, following her outside and into the car. As he drove, he couldn’t help but glance at her, feeling absolutely amazed that that woman had chosen him for some godforsaken reason.

It was funny how much another person could change one’s life. He hadn’t really expected to meet her (or anyone, for that matter), simply going through life the way he did; wearily but happily. He bumped into her late one night, her back meeting his chest and when she turned around, he was sold. She had the softest eyes, he’d ever seen, and they fell on him, while a smile grazed her lips, and suddenly, he was not his own person anymore.

He had been a stumbling fool, a downright idiot and not at all like himself, when they went out the first few times. She had seriously just grabbed his heart and pulled it straight from his chest, taken in and put it somewhere – and he could not be happier.

That was three years ago. Three years since she stumbled into his life, and the time before her seemed foggy and hazy; like it had been some weird fever-dream. She made him feel complete.

“What’s going through your head?” She asked, pulling him from his thoughts. He smiled and grabbed her hand. “Not much. Just how lucky I am to have you.” She grinned. “Yes, you are.” “What would I ever do without you?” “God, I don’t know. Crash and burn?” She laughed a little. “Good thing you never have to wonder. It’s too much of a hassle to get rid of me now, you know.” He chuckled and kissed the back of her hand, eyes on the road. “You’re right. It would be such a pain to divide all the things… The cat. Nah, it’ll be easier to just stay together at this point.” She laughed at him.

“Hey, you’re sure you’re ready to meet my extended family?” He nodded. Although he felt like his heart was coming out of his ass from pure nerves, he wanted to meet them; she’d lit up when he agreed to come to the family cook-out and there was no way in hell, he’d ever back down from that. She had him wrapped around her fingers, and he was more than happy to stay there. “Sure, sweetheart. You’ve met my family.” She had gone with him to Romania for the summer and met a bunch of his family there – and seen where he had spent more time than he knew of. “Yeah, but still. My family is a little…” She sighed. “Much.” “Babe, you saw my uncle behead a chicken with his bare hands. I don’t think you can top that.” “I still don’t understand how he did that.” She mused. “And that’s probably for the best.” He laughed.

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Just under an hour later, they pulled up to the lakehouse, the family had rented out for the weekend – Y/N and Sebastian wouldn’t stay for more than a day, mostly because his schedule was so tightly packed these days, but they would stay for as long as they could. He could already smell the barbeque. “Will you grab the gift in the back?” She asked as she got out and ran her hands over her dress. “Sure. Which one had a baby, again?” She took the gift from his hands with a smile, and they started walked to the house, his hand on the small of her back. “My cousin, Abby. It’s the second one, and you better prepare yourself for an onslaught of questions about when we are going to have one, she’s the only one who has kids yet.” She said, grinning at him. “That’ll be fun.” He said, winking at her. “Don’t you find it weird when people ask? Theoretically, they’re asking if we have sex. Seems weird to me.” “You know, I’ve never thought about it like that, but thank you, now that’s all I’ll hear when my dad asks.” She rolled her eyes as they turned the corner to the patio and a symphony of hello’s rang through the air.

Y/N’s mom and dad were the first to reach them, hugging both of them tightly. “It’s so good that you could come too, Sebastian!” Her mom exclaimed, looking him over. “You seem skinny. Have you eaten yet?” He grinned. She always did this, no matter what – he kind of liked it, it reminded him of his own mother. “I’m not starving the man, ma.” Y/N rolled her eyes at her mom. “Might as well be. Come say hello to the rest.” Y/N’s dad laid a hand on Sebastian’s shoulder and squeezed it lightly. “I’m gonna get you a beer or fifteen. You look like you might need it.” Sebastian followed his eyes and saw several family members staring at him with open mouths. Fuck. “Thanks, I think I might need that too.” He grinned and followed Y/N to the group of people sitting in the patio-furniture.

“Everyone, this is Sebastian, my boyfriend, Sebastian, everyone.” She pointed to each individual member of her family. “There’s Abby, her husband Steve, my other cousin and her girlfriend, Suzanne and Cecilia, my aunt, Brie and my uncle, Roger.” She finished with a smile. Abby held her hand out and he shook it. “And that little octopus on my husband’s legs is our daughter, Marie. This little fella…” She nodded to the child in her arms. “Is James.” “Nice to meet you all.” “You’re like… Sebastian Stan, Sebastian, right?” He nodded at Abby’s husband. “So… If I get you really, really drunk, you might slip up on some details about the next phase of Marvel?” Y/N rolled her eyes and slapped the back of his head. “Dude, come on.” “What, I’m curious!” Sebastian laughed and gratefully accepted the beer from Y/N’s dad before sitting down. Y/N put the gift next to Abby, who thanked her, and sat down on his lap, stealing the beer from his hand and taking a sip. “Yes, you can have some.” He said, laughing lightly.

Conversation flowed easily – not that he had expected anything else, it was Y/N’s family, after all – and he felt more and more comfortable. Marie had apparently decided that he was her one, true love, because she was constantly around him, showing stuff off (her one-armed Barbie being the favorite) and wanting him to play with her. He had done it without hesitation, loving the kid’s imagination. Steve had gone inside to help with the food, and Abby stretched a little – the older adults had gone for a walk, trying to enjoy the last rays of sun.

“Hey, Y/N?” She asked, her lips curling a little. “I have to put Marie down for a nap, and since Steve is busy in the kitchen… Could you hold him for a minute?” Y/n nodded happily, and Abby grabbed Marie, hoisting her on her hip. “Say goodnight, baby.” “Night!” Marie called out, waving as they walked to the house, which left Sebastian alone with Y/N.

His heart was going to jump out of his motherfucking chest.

She cradled James with one arm, the free hand gently stroking his hair. She cooed at him, softly swaying with him and then she started singing, which sent him into orbit. It was a vision, he never thought he'd be seeing and it wrecked him.

He never really thought about having kids. Not until he met her, at least, but it wasn’t something that was really at the forefront of his mind. That changed the minute he saw her with a baby in her arms.

Visions of Y/N waddling around with a pregnant belly, chasing a small toddler with his hair and her eyes flooded his brain. The giggles were almost as real to him as the whisper of wind in the treetops and he sucked in a hard breath. In his mind, he’d cradle the bump, reading stories softly in the dark of the night, resting his hands there and feeling the small movements from within. His breath hitched at the thought. He almost wanted to go back home right now and put her to bed and make sure she’d stay there until she was pregnant. She caught his eyes and smiled softly, now holding James to her chest, his head softly placed on her shoulder. “He’s so gorgeous.” She whispered. The kid had fallen asleep, mouth wide open and snoring lightly. “Yeah.” He cleared his throat and walked to them with his eyes trained on her. He smiled as he let a finger run down the length of James’ nose. He was truly beautiful. “You want kids, baby?” He asked in a hushed voice, heart picking up. She raised an eyebrow and swayed gently back and forth.

“Yes. Like… Three.” “Three, huh?” He asked, cupping her face in his hand. “Mhm.” Her eyes were burning into his. “Do you?” He smiled. They hadn’t actually had the conversation before, just simply brushing it off whenever it came up – not that he didn’t want to talk about it, but they enjoyed their life as it was, and he was afraid he’d jinx it if he opened for that conversation. “Yeah.” He simply said, kissing her gently. She hummed against his lips and he felt a sense of belonging, that always came with her. She was home. “Really?” Her voice was playful. “When?” “Darling, I’d go right now, if you wanted to.” He answered truthfully. Her smile was wicked, eyes narrowed a little in that way, that made him stir in his pants. She was going to be the death of him, and what a glorious way to die.

“Thank you for holding him!” Abby’s voice cut through and she rushed to take James from Y/N’s arms. “Wow, you’ve got a grip on these. He’s been screaming his head off for weeks, I think that’s the first time he’s fallen asleep so easily.” She said happily. “You guys should consider it. No pressure, though.”

She rushed off again, saying something about food being ready soon and Sebastian groaned, already way too riled up for anything that didn’t relate to Y/N being naked and a bed. Or a chair. The ground. Anything really, as long as she was naked. She ran her fingers through his hair. “So… You want to just… Try? Fill me up?” She whispered. He groaned loudly and he was pretty sure his nether regions could be useful as a gearstick at this point. “I think we’ve gotten super sick. Like… Right now. A horrible migraine.” He whispered back, his lips close to hers. “I think we need to go home. It might be best…” He captured her lips with his. He was burning up, ready to just throw it all to hell and just take her right there and now. She giggled against his lips.

“Well, keep it in your pants, buddy.”

He groaned and rolled his eyes at her as she took his hand and led him to the house.

“Don’t worry, we’re going to go home early. I’ll get super sick in three hours.” She winked at him.

He smiled back at her. She better.

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bugsbucky · 4 years

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The Premiere

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: Sebastian takes you, his girlfriend to the premiere for his movie Destroyer where you become starstruck from not only meeting his co-star Nicole Kidman, but freaking out over the fact she already knew of you.

Warnings: None, just some light teasing from Sebby over your starstruck demeanor and some fluff.

Word Count: 694

Authors Notes: this is written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and also my very first time for writing Sebastian. I’m not entirely sure how I did!

Your dress fanned across the red carpet as you walked with linked arms around Sebastian. Cameras flashing and journalists yelling his name wanting to ask him some questions about the movie Destroyer. You were so happy to be here, you’ve only been to one or two of these in the past, since you’re not an actress and Sebastian was more keen to keep you out of the public eye, almost fainting when he invited you here tonight.

“Sebastian hi!!!” one journalist shoved a mic in his face and started to ask questions with you standing awkwardly behind him, smiling at the photographers and watching the other stars arrive. You gasped when you saw the blonde goddess step out of her limousine. Fans screaming with cameras flashing. Nicole Kidman, you admired this woman ever since you were younger and followed every movie she ever made, didn’t matter to you how big or small the role was. She was your role model and you had fangirled like crazy when Sebastian told you about the new project he was doing with her.

You were tugging on the sleeve of his jacket when he turned to look over his shoulder and smiled down at you. Your eyes fixated on the blonde beauty smiling and waving at the cameras and Sebastian chuckled next to you. He excused himself from the journalist, taking your hand in his and walking you over towards Nicole.

“Nicole! Hey!” Sebastian greeted her first and you shyly hid behind his towering form nervously. They embraced in a hug and pulled away. “This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” he laughed as he stepped aside and you tried to shadow step him to keep hidden.

“Y/N! Of course, I’ve heard so much about you darling.” Nicole pulled you into a tight hug and you were limp in her arms as you couldn’t believe this was really happening. When Nicole pulled away, she was still smiling ear to ear, “You know, he never shuts up about you and I couldn’t wait to meet you!” Nicole keeps talking, chuckling and sharing glances with Sebastian, and you just keep standing there with no voice and you’re aware your mouth has probably fallen open too widely.

“Nicole! We need you to come here for an interview.” A taller gentleman said as he motioned towards the crowd of journalists waiting to ask their questions. Nicole apologised and walked behind the man. You were left gobsmacked that she knew of you, your role model knew you. She knew your name and knew what you looked like.

“Baby?” Sebastian grins, knowing you’re totally gone with the moment. “Y/N?” he clicked his fingers in your face and you snapped out of it.

“She- she knew me?” you blinked and stared at your boyfriend like he had grown a second head.

“Of course. I’m friends with her and we talked a lot about our personal lives, you being my top subject.”

“She knew me.” you repeated, earning a belly laugh from your man.

“Y/N seriously? You’ve met Chris Evans, Scarlett, even Margot and you’re starstruck over Nicole?” he teases, kissing your cheek lovingly.

“But she KNEW me!”

“She does and if you checked your instagram more often, you would also know she follows you too.” he chuckled with a shake of his head.

“WHAT???!” you yelled a little louder than you meant to. The other stars of the movie walked past, greeting Sebastian as they did.

“Come on. The movie is about to start and I’d really love for you to watch it before you die from the excitement.”

“But she knew me…” you whispered for a final time. And of course during the screening at tiff, Nicole had decided to sit right next to you making it impossible to follow the plot of the movie on the screen. Your eyes widened as you stared admirably at her side profile.

“Don’t wanna be that guy to tell you, but you look super weird right now.” Sebastian chuckled in your ear next to you.

“I don’t care.” you whispered back grinning. “She kn-”

“You say that one more time and I’m gonna shove my fingers in your mouth.”

“Rude. Wouldn’t be the first time.”

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jbbuckybarnes · 4 years

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List of Firsts

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader (2k) Description: You’re working on a movie project with Sebastian & Anthony in Atlanta and the topic of “Experiences in your late teens and early twenties” comes up. Warnings: anxiety, panic attack, not proofread A/N: I don’t write much RPF anymore, so I hope this doesn’t read too awkward.

Masterlist

You had been experiencing a lot of great things on set. Not only was this your first role you ever got, it was also a freaking side role in a few episodes of a Marvel series. With the potential to become something bigger. But that wasn‘t the main reason why it was great. You finally got the positivity you had been craving all your life. The man playing Bucky Barnes, Sebastian, had been an absolute delight to be around. Always joking, always listening and always getting way too deep and philosophical. Anthony had the joking part down and whenever you had a bad day on set you just stood around him to get some of that positivity. „So I gave her a piggyback ride so we could get out of there without her whining about her feet hurting.“ Seb talked about some party a couple years back with a big smile. „I‘ve never gotten a piggyback ride.“ You commented looking up at the sky. You two were on daybeds and had a break from filming. He looked at you with a frown, „Excuse me? You‘ve never had fun in your life?“ You chuckled, „I guess so.“ It kind of hurt to know that you didn‘t have the life you wanted until now. You barely had any friends and never really got out of the house. The last big memories you had made were 4 years ago. „You know, I just didn‘t do a lot of cool or random things until now. I was either the annoying girl or an outsider. And when that started to change my anxiety hit and I isolated myself. So I never really had late teens or early twenties to just have fun,“ you explained. „Gosh, sorry, that probably sounded really mean then.“ He frowned thinking about his comment. „It‘s alright. I‘m used to it.“ You mumbled. „Do you have a list, you know, of things that you haven‘t done and still want to do?“ He asked curiously. „Like a list of firsts? No. It would probably be super long, especially when you include a food section.“ You chuckled at the image of Spongebob‘s endless list in your mind. „Name one.“ „Gosh, I don‘t know, holding hands? Cooking with someone that‘s not family? Forehead kisses? Oh, I have a good one, water pistol fight.“ You giggled and saw him light up a bit. „And food?“ „Sushi, Poptarts, any Thai food pretty much, Tapas.“ You counted them off. „We‘re gonna have sushi for dinner then.“ He decided in disbelief and made you laugh. You knew he just wanted everyone to be happy around here. It showed in his little efforts to make you feel more comfortable.

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„Here.“ He held out a water pistol to you the weekend after you had talked. „Wait, what?“ You looked up at him confused. „It‘s hot, we‘re in Atlanta and we happen to have an outdoor pool in this hotel, so I bought these.“ He shrugged as if it was nothing. „Seb, I‘m wearing white.“ Your right eyebrow shot up. A shrug came back again with a sly smile, „Shit happens.“ He ran towards the pool to fill up his water pistol, „No!“ You ran after him with yours and the fight had begun. A splash of water drenched your shirt, showing your black sports bra underneath. You retaliated and aimed at his chest while trying to get into a hiding spot. „Nice bra.“ He laughed like a little boy. „Nice abs, macho.“ You rolled your eyes aiming at him from your spot behind a pillar. His hair was hit and ruined with a celebratory laugh from you as he started charging for you, making you run with a giggle. The back of your shirt was hit too, as well as your hair. „Seb!“ you squeaked out and hid behind another pillar where a back and forth ensued. „You‘re an idiot.“ You laughed before he leapt forward and grabbed you to empty the rest of the water he had onto your head with a big pout from you. „Just because you‘re bigger than me.“ You crossed your arms as the water ran down your shoulders. „Poor baby.“ He cooed before unexpectedly getting the rest of your water straight into his face. „You play dirty, I see.“ He smirked mischievously with water droplets from his hair hitting your face that had a giant grin on it. You reached down to wring out your shirt, „Do you have anything to change into? My stuff is in the washing machine downstairs.“ „Uh, yeah.“ he mumbled before getting off his shirt and wringing it out too. Half an hour later you sat in the lobby with a big hoodie and a cup of tea. Even better, you sat there being held warm by a certain idiot.

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„Hey, what‘s wrong, darling.“ He asked softly leaning forward to meet you at eye level. „Nothing, I‘m just having a headache and feel very dizzy. I‘ll survive it,“ you mumbled and cuddled deeper into the coat your character was usually wearing. „Already took a painkiller?“ His head dipped to the side and you nodded a little weak. „Sebastian, Y/N, next scene.“ An assistant knocked at the door. „Coming in a second,“ he answered. He held out both of his hands to help you up and saw you almost fall back again. „Oh, dear.“ He exhaled at your state of health. „Did someone stick a knife in my head?“ You asked defeated. „C‘mon, take my hand. You‘ll sit down in between takes and I‘ll stare down everybody that wants you to overwork yourself.“ He grabbed your hand softly and felt you squeeze it back for stabilization. The rest of the day was spent in front of the camera, on a chair with a water bottle or hanging onto him for dear life to not trip. „Thank you,“ you mumbled by the end of the day and had two giant hands on your head, slowly pushing down on pain points. „Hey, I know how fucking awful it is to work with a knife in your head.“ He chuckled. „You didn‘t have to do it though.“ You shrugged and relaxed a little at the pain points in your neck being released. „Okay, that might hurt a little more.“ He mumbled as he pushed the points connecting neck and shoulders. An uncomfortable whimper left you, „Ouch.“ „Sorry.“ He went over them softly and had you fall against his chest seconds later. „God, I feel so much better now.“ Your voice was muffled against his clothes and he gave you a full bear hug, side to side swaying and all. „Can I always have someone like you when I feel bad?“ You asked looking up with a tired smile and got a grin back.

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„You two are cute, you know?“ Anthony commented as Sebastian looked over to you filming a scene alone. „What do you mean?“ A brow shot up as he looked to his friend. „Everyone‘s been saying that you both, uh, spent some time alone in your trailer last week after we wrapped.“ A cheeky grin came back. A frown built on his face, „Yeah, she had a headache and I just did that pain point thing my mom always did to me when I was younger.“ „Then why have you been holding hands that entire day?“ Now Anthony‘s brow shot up. „She was tripping all over the place because the headache made her dizzy. So I just helped her to not fall on her face all day.“ „Oh. So that‘s why she sat so much between takes.“ „Do you wanna tell me,“ His hand went over his face, „That people see me holding someone‘s hand and immediately assume I just-“ „I mean, it‘s not half bad. There are worse people to be your rumor girlfriend.“ His friend chuckled and stopped pretty fast at the concerned face. „I just...She told me a bit about herself and how her life was before this and I‘m honestly just trying to make her days a little bit brighter. I don‘t wanna come off that way.“ „Hey, don‘t get in your head about it. She clearly enjoys being around you too.“ A smile. „I‘m not int-“ „Anthony!“ And he needed to film his next scene. You looked over to him in the chair as you talked to someone from the production for a while, but when you wanted to walk towards him he was gone. And he was for the rest of the day unless he needed to film. The same happened the next day and the day after. „Anthony?“ „Huh?“ „Is there something wrong with Sebastian?“ His face got worried, „Not that I know of, why?“ „I don‘t know. He just hasn‘t talked to me in a few days and I don‘t know why.“ You fidgeted with your hands. „I‘ll talk to him, alright?“ A nod and then you got back to work.

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You got all internal about it. What did you do wrong? Did you say something hurtful? Did something bad happen in his life that he didn‘t want to share? Maybe you were just not a priority with all his friends around, you‘d understand that. But why was he in his trailer all the time then? You woke up the next day and had an anxious and sad feeling sticking to you the entire morning. You could handle certain uncertainties but not the ones that had to do with people around you. After a while you got ready for the day and went into hair and makeup. He was no different today. Well, a little different. He wasn‘t in his trailer the entire time anymore. Whenever you weren‘t needed you just cowered together in a chair or some other place. Your breathing got uneven, your thoughts started to spiral, heart rate picked up, palms got sweaty, your knees shaky. „Oh please no,“ you whispered to yourself. Anxiety attacks you could control, panic attacks only came when you were stressed out and without a trigger. You hectically looked up and looked around in your cotton-feeling world, when you saw him talk to one of his friends. You made a beeline for him with a deep frown in your face that he couldn‘t ignore and couldn‘t run from. Your head landed on his chest and with a whimper you got out, „Panic attack.“ You felt arms wrap around you softly and a thumb going through your hair. „I‘m here. Breathe slowly,“ he murmured in a soft voice. You followed the 5-6-7 rule for what felt like an hour, your knees feeling more and more like jello. He got down a little and picked you up, „Keep it up.“ He carried you away from all the noise and into a room drowning it all out. „You made me so worried,“ you whimpered, „What did I do?“ „I‘m sorry, you did nothing. I just...I guess I‘m just an idiot.“ „Yeah, but why?“ You looked up at him as he set you back down. „There was a rumor about...us. And I didn‘t want that to, you know, ruin anything.“ You dipped your head to the side, „I don‘t care about rumors.“ „Yeah, usually me neither, but I guess there was something to it when it comes to me.“ he shrugged. „Please never do that again. I thought I did something bad,“ you mumbled and felt his hands by your face again. „Promise.“ A kiss was placed on your forehead.

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„So, uh,“ he stood there with a demeanor of a schoolboy on one of your location shooting days, „would you, after we filmed today, maybe, you know, grab something to eat with me?“ „Yeah, sure.“ You shrugged. „As...like a date.“ He added a little softer and scrunched up his face expecting a bad response. „Oh, uh,“ You could feel the heat rise up to your face, „Y-yeah. Sure.“ You saw triumph on his face and boxed him against the chest, „You said grab, not sitting in a loud restaurant.“ „Uuuh, you wanna cook with someone else for the first time?“ He wiggled his brows. „Someone that can‘t cook, may I add.“ You rolled your eyes with a smile. „Congratulations, you signed up for a whole series of firsts just with having me cook.“ He laughed before you were sent to do your job again. A job that went by way faster with something to look forward to.

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jewels2876 · 5 years

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Clumsy - S.S. Drabble

requested by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing - prompt in bold

You were just taking stock of your apartment; you had swept, dusted, changed your sheets, and arranged all of your bills in a neat pile on the kitchen counter. It was the first time he was coming over and you wanted the place to look nice. Most guys hadn’t made it past date two, but something about this guy made you melt inside. Maybe it was his passion for his job, or his beautiful smile. It was DEFINITELY his dorky sense of humor and the light in his eyes when he looked at you. No matter what it was, you wanted to make a good impression… and maybe take it to the next level. You squeezed the stuffed monkey he won for you on your first date before throwing it on the bed. You heard a short knock at the door and did a little dance before answering.

He had cut his hair short for his next role, but the sparkle in his blue grey eyes made you blush. “Hey Seb! Come on in!” You moved back to allow him in, as he offered the wine bottle from his left hand.

“I hope this is ok?” You looked at the bottle and grinned. “You didn’t say what we were doing for dinner so I guessed.” At that you chuckled as you took the bottle into the kitchen.

“I hope pizza is ok? It’s homemade but its my favorite.” You leaned back into the living room as he looked around. “Feel free to take a seat wherever!”

Seb walked around the living room slowly, taking in the family pictures scattered around. He spotted the one of you at your brother’s wedding, flanked by your parents. “This might be my favorite of you.” He turned around and took the glass of wine you offered.

“Thanks! It was a beautiful day; they looked so happy.” You took a sip of your own wine before taking a seat on the couch. “Come, sit!” You patted the seat next to you. “I don’t bite until way later.”

Sebastian chuckled, thankful he didn’t spit out the wine in his mouth. He took the offered seat and threw his left arm behind your shoulders. You leaned into him and sighed happily. He seemed to fit in your space with ease and you couldn’t help the lazy grin on your face. “So this is my place. Nothing fancy.”

Seb set down the glass of wine on the side table and looked down at you. “I like it; it’s cozy. It’s very you.” He saw a sparkle of something out of the corner of his eye and teased “But I do see something fancy over there.” His hand waved in the direction of his gaze now. You groaned and laughed.

“That is a very heavy, very shiny, award I got from my old job a million years ago before I moved to New York,” you explained sitting up. “Just be careful around it. I’d hate to see what kind of damage that could do to someone’s foot.” The timer went off in the kitchen. “I’m going to grab that, just give me a minute?” You kissed his cheek and he grabbed your ass. Your head reared back as you laughed, running to the oven.

Seb couldn’t help himself. He stood up and went to inspect the award. He picked it up and weighed it in his hands. That IS pretty hefty, he thought. I wonder if… CRASH!!!

“Careful not to break the—oh!” You slid the pizza stone onto the coffee table where you had laid out several potholders.

The award laid on the carpeted floor, still intact just face down. The mirrored table it had been standing on, however, hadn’t survived though. Seb’s face was crestfallen. “I’m so sorry! You weren’t lying about that award though.” His eyes were round and reminded you so much of a lost puppy you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of your chest. You wrapped your arms around him in a hug.

“I hated that table,” you admitted as he hugged you back. “I don’t know why I thought I needed it when I saw it.” You raised your head to offer Sebastian a smile; he leaned down and kissed you softly.

“Are you sure?”

You sighed and pulled out of his arms. “I’m positive. In fact…” you picked up a piece of pizza and put it on a plate for him, then did the same for yourself. “Here’s a toast to getting rid of lousy furniture. May I replace it with something much better.” He laughed and knocked his plate gently against yours. He took a bite and groaned.

“You made this?” You nodded and he groaned again. “If you cook this well I’ll GIVE you my furniture, with or without me in the deal, up to you.”

You giggled before taking a bite. Then you swallowed and grinned. “One thing at a time, but I haven’t seen your furniture yet. Is that an invite?” You wiggled your eyebrows.

Seb let his pizza free hand reach out and stroke your cheek. “That is DEFINITELY our next date.”

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 3 years

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Suit Shopping

Fandom: Actor, RPF, American Actor

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader, Sebastian Stan x OC

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Reader, OC

Word Count: 1059

Rating: Teen

Summary: Seb prepares for his wedding

Tags/ Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Love, New Love, Friends to Lovers, Friends, Cheating, Kissing,

Notes: @h-a-j-i-m-e-ru something a little more intimate but sweet, with a kinda of homey feeling.. with Sebastian, [PROMPTS 'are you done with that// / cant be in love with you // dont tempt me [updated 9/22]

The rain hammered down and bounced off the front of the truck as I waited. I flicked the windscreen wipers across pushing a gush of water onto the damp ground. My eyes darted to the passenger side were Seb was now approaching trying to avoid the rain though he looked sodden already. He climbed into the passenger side and shook off, spattering water all over me.

‘Seb!’ I squealed as the cold water spattered across my face.

‘Oh, don’t be so dramatic,’ he chuckled, ‘I was only drying off.’

‘Well, you’ll be walking if you carry on.’

‘Oh yeah?’ he said.

‘Don’t tempt me, Stan,’ I said. As he laughed at me he heard his phone ping in his pocket. He pulled it out to read the text then his face changed, ‘come on. We’ve not got all day.’

‘Right,’ I said as I started off the engine. I pulled away and we weaved through the narrow streets and out onto the open roads heading across town. He was quiet as I drove and the only sound was the low hum of the radio and the battering of rain outside. He fiddled with his phone, a face full of concentration.

As we got stuck in traffic I looked at him and said, ‘are you excited?’

‘Yeah,’ he said though it was non-committal.

‘Another argument?’ I asked. Seb nodded. This had been happening a lot lately. Seb was marrying his star-studded girlfriend of barely six months. He had always been rash but this whirlwind romance had got out of control and spurred on by his PR and agent he had proposed. I had always had a soft spot for Seb and he was my best friend of forever so I had aired my views early on. It hadn’t gone down well. He was hot-headed and stubborn so any challenge to his views had only encouraged him. Over the past few months, I had shut up. Kept my views to myself wanting to keep the peace. I couldn’t lose him. I loved him too much.

‘This one was about….moving,’ he sighed.

‘Moving?’ I said looking at him in disbelief. The traffic had started moving again now so I couldn’t look at him as he mumbled his explanation.

‘Yeah, she wants me to go to New York.’

‘But you live here,’ I said.

‘I know but New York is her base. And I can travel for work more than she can,’ he reasoned.

‘So you’re gonna go?’ I asked trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my stomach.

‘I don’t know. My life is here…but she’s gonna be my wife.’

I said nothing.

‘I could really use your help with this Y/N,’ he said as I pulled into the parking lot of the suit store. I looked at him. He was looking at me doe-eyed and as if his lip could tremble.

‘What do you want me to say, Seb?’ I asked.

‘Tell me what to do,’ he whispered.

‘I can’t-’

‘Why not? You’re my best friend. You know me better than I know myself.’

‘What do you want me to say? Don’t do it. Don’t go because she’s not right for you and uprooting your whole life to make her happy is the wrong call. Don’t do it because I’ll miss you. Don’t do it because I want you to stay here in L.A. with me?’ the words came tumbling out faster than I could handle and I couldn’t stop them. Seb just watched me wide-eyed.

‘That’s really how you feel?’ he said almost challenging.

‘Yes,’ I said nervously before backing it up with more gumption, ‘yes that’s how I feel.’

‘You don’t think she’s right for me?’

‘No.’

‘Then who is?’ he said.

‘I don’t know-’

‘Because no one I’ve dated seems to meet your standards.’

‘Because none of them loved you like I do-’ I said.

I clapped my hands over my mouth as Seb watched me in shock.

‘You love me?’ he said.

‘Of course, I do you’re my best friend.’

‘No, that’s not what I mean…you love me, like in love with me?’

‘No, yes, I don’t know Seb.’

‘Well which is it,’ he said.

‘I can’t be in love with you,’ I said, ‘you’re getting married.’

‘But you don’t want me to. So maybe you feel something for me that you don’t realise.’

‘Seb,’ I said, ‘I don’t think we should talk about this.’

‘We absolutely should. I’m sitting in the car preparing to go suit shopping for the wedding I’m having with the woman I’m not sure I should marry. Suit shopping with my best friend who I think I might be a little bit in love with but I’m not sure because I never thought she loved me back.’

‘What?’

‘I always thought that maybe one day we might, y’know, but the timing never seemed right and when I met Em I thought it was time to move on. Then you created such a stink about it I didn’t know what to do but I-’

‘Seb,’ I said, ‘we’re best friends…what if it goes wrong?’

‘What if it doesn’t?’

‘What about Emelia?’

‘I love her…but not as much as I love you,’ he whispered.

‘Seb,’ I said, ‘don’t say it…if you don’t-’

His lips met mine before I could speak and my protestations were silenced. We made out for a good couple of minutes. It was electric. His hands were all over me as we frantically tried to embrace the touch of one another. When he broke away I was breathless and unable to form a sentence as he said, ‘wow.’

‘Yeah,’ I breathed, ‘so…you’re not moving to New York?’

‘Doesn’t look like it,’ he grinned making my heart thump in my chest.

‘Good, because L.A. is your home,’ I said.

‘No, it’s not…you are,’ he whispered.

We never did make it suit shopping.

#my writing #sebastian stan #sebastian stan fic #request #requested fic #sebastian stan x reader #fic #actor fic #Suit Shopping

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buckybarnesandmarvel · 2 years

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In Denial

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warning: FLUFF, flustered!seb, suggestive comments

Summary: Your boyfriend sends you a picture, and you still can’t believe he’s yours.

A/N: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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You were having a normal day. Waking up late, and chilling because you had nothing else to do. You were lounging on the couch, in one of Seb’s t-shirts and your jogging bottoms, scrolling through TikTok.

Then you got the text.

******

You’re still staring at it as more texts come in from Sebastian. He knows you’ve seen it, but you haven’t replied. It’s been over 5 minutes. You knew the text was meant to be innocent, but you know Sebastian. And nothing is innocent with him. It was a selfie of him, in his white suit, the shirt opened at the collar, showcasing the necklace you got for him on his birthday. He was clean shaven, a little bit of his plump lip sneaking into the photo.

Fucking hell, he looked good.

Your... admiring... was disrupted when your screen switched to ‘incoming call from Sebby <3′

You picked up immediately.

“How the fuck?!” You didn’t give Sebastian a chance to speak before you jumped in.

“Baby, what?!”

“How the fuck do you look so good?”

All you could hear was Sebastian’s laugh at the other end, as the screen switched again, this time to a video call.

“Hi, baby.”

“Hi, handsome. C’mon, show me the rest of the outfit... pleeassee?”

Sebastian stretched out his hand, more of his body coming into frame as your jaw dropped yet again.

“I think I’m dreaming.” you whispered.

You saw Seb shake his head and laugh, running a hand through his growing hair.

“I’m serious, there is no fucking way that you are mine. How?”

“Because you are absolutely perfect. And if I’m being honest, I think I’m the lucky one.”

“Oh, hush. We both know I’m the lucky one. Babe, look in the mirror. How are you my boyfriend? How?!”

You were almost shouting at this point as Sebastian was on the verge of tears in hysterics.

“You’re crazy. And in denial about something that has been going on for 2 years, babe, which makes no sense.” Seb murmured.

“I’m just happy I get to take that off you tonight.”

You watched as your boyfriend’s cheek turned pink, wrinkles forming around his eyes as he scrunched them closed.

“Yep. That you are. But just remember, baby, no matter how surreal it is to you, you know that it’s you I’m coming back to at the end of the day. You.”

“Oh, stop, or I’m going to cry. Now go! Before your manager kills me. Or you.”

“I love you, draga.”

“I love you too, Sebby.”

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i dont really like the ending but oh well.

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when-i-was-your-angel · 3 years

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Words of a Composer

Sebastian Stan x Reader (RPF)

461 Words

Based on Seb’s trip to Greece for Monday.

NSFW: Non-explicit

TW: infidelity (not on reader), mentions of a fight

This is more of poetry / prose than anything. Angst. Fluff. Drabble. Hurt / Comfort.

“Let me love you entirely. Completely.” Sebastian was begging her now. His hand under her chin and his lips on her nose. All Y/N could see was the way his Adam’s apple bobbed.

“You can’t. You never will. Not when part of you belongs to her and I’m half-way in the grave.” Y/N’s fingers traced the column of his throat- the evidence of his treachery.

“Then let me love half of you. I can’t live without your love.”

“Yes, you can. You lived without me for thirty-eight years.”

“No. I survived. You’re my life. The breath in my lungs. Everything else is ash compared to you.” Sebastian looked at Y/N. His eyes were broken but something whole shined through them. His soul. His new life.

“If everything else is ash, you are the phoenix, my love. Let me go and be born again.” Y/N’s thumb traced his lips. They were as soft as the cherry wine they drank their first night together. The teeth behind them- white as the sheets beneath their naked bodies. Sharp as the words he’d shouted at her minutes ago.

“If I must let you go to be born again, I’ll stay forever in death.” His words were honey in the air. Sticky and clean. Pure. Honey is used as an antibacterial gauze. Sealing wounds and keeping the infection away. He spoke and honey flowed from his pink lips into her ears, flushing away the rot that lay in her brain.

“You have to go. She is waiting.”

“Who, my darling?” Sebastian trailed kisses down her neck, bled life into her veins.

“I can’t remember now.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Both. So long as I have you- both.” Y/N’s words fell on deaf ears as Sebastian dipped his head between her thighs. He tasted her and understood what Beethoven meant when he said “I can live wholly with you or not at all” because as her thighs wrapped around his shoulders and he felt her body quake under his touch he claimed her surely and truly. As surely as the Earth moves around the Sun and as truly as a sinner in confession. He felt her deep in his soul. She was the ruins of his body, of his past self, and he rose from the ash when she came undone around his fingers. He flew through the sky and brought her with him through the wall of flame that separated them and the heavens above. When he unravelled inside her he knew she was destroyed. The kiss she placed on the temple of his head, the pulse carrying his life’s blood, she promised herself with every touch.

“You’ve ruined me for anyone else. I will forever be yours.”

“Forever mine?”

“Forever ours.”

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan angst #monday the movie #sebastian stan

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waywardnewcomer · 4 years

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We’ll Always Be More Than a Cast

A/N: I was watching Lemonade Mouth earlier while I was coughing my lungs out with corona and this was born. It’s cheesy but I honestly don’t care. There’s a lot of ideas in my fever dream head that I’m writing down, but I would also love some requests for marvel fics or supernatural. Both RPF and characters, an update of BIBF will be coming soon. Marvel tags anyone?

Summary: Y/N is struggling, and the cast sing her a song at karaoke to cheer her up.

Warnings: Mentions of death, some sadness and a whole lot of fluff.

Pairings: Reader x Platonic!Marvel Cast

Song: We’ll Always Be More Than a Band by Lemonade Mouth.

Word Count: 1.7k

Masterlist

You had only been in one MCU movie so far, and it was such a minor role you were extremely surprised when they asked you back for Civil War and that they wanted it to be a bigger role. You felt a bit intimidated being around people like Robert Downey Jr and Jeremy Renner who you looked up to immensely. It took you 2 months to get used to your castmates on The Winter Soldier, and during the press tour, you became fast friends with them all.

Being back on set and having everyone talking about how they missed their family really bummed you out. Your parents had died almost 3 years ago, and you had no other family. You were alone in the world and it was hard. You often excused yourself from conversations, went back to your trailer and cried. Being around your parent’s death anniversary things were always hard but it wasn’t something you talked about, you kept it all bottled up.

It wasn’t until Chris mentioned his nephew and Scarlett mentioned her daughter and Sebastian mentioned his parents and how they had spent their Christmas and New Year that you got upset. It made you remember your sad lonely Christmas in your apartment eating frozen pizza for dinner and drinking a lot of wine, singing carols to yourself. New years didn’t go much different. Everyone was in their own homes with their own family and friends. You kept yourself to yourself and didn’t have many friends as you had moved to New York recently.

“Sorry I left something in my trailer, I’ll meet you guys on set.” You gave a small smile and ducked from the conversation and headed to your trailer.

As soon as the door shut behind you, you let the tears flow and flopped on the couch looking at the picture of your parents on the side table. Fuck, you needed to get a hold on yourself if you were going to get through this movie.

“Well that was weird,” Scarlett commented as you left them stood outside of the craft tent, making Chris nod with a concerned look on his face.

“I’ll go speak to her, maybe something happened over Christmas?” Seb suggested quietly.

“No, you two have a fight scene to prepare for, I’ll go, I’ll text you if I need you,” Scarlett smiled at them softly and headed over to your trailer.

When she reached for your door to knock, she heard soft whimpering coming from inside your trailer. It shocked her, you’d always seemed so happy go lucky and none of them had ever seen you cry. Fuck it she thought as she grabbed your door handle and opened it, rushing into your trailer without warning.

“Oh hon,” Scarlett whispered to you as she saw your red, puffy face looking up at her in shock. “I’m here now, try to calm down.”

Scarlett took you in her arms and rubbed her hand up and down your back as you hiccupped through your sobs. You were completely embarrassed she had to see you this way.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to be a burden for you. Please leave if you’re uncomfortable.” You mumbled to her, looking at her through your eyelashes apologetically.

“Y/N, you would never be a burden to any of us. What’s wrong? Did something happen over Christmas? Was it your family?”

“I don’t have a family,” You mumbled, more tears running down your cheeks as you looked at her shocked face.

“What do you mean? Where did you go for Christmas? New Years?” She asked almost frightened of the answer.

“My parents died almost 3 years ago, and I have no other family. Only children, their parents are dead. I’m alone. I spent it in my apartment,” You smiled sadly at her sad face.

“Y/N you should have said something, you could have come to any of our houses! You’re always welcome,” Scarlett muttered hugging you once more. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“You’re all big famous actors and I’m a nobody. I’m new to the whole business, I needed to navigate it myself. I’m always going to be alone in this world I need to get used to it.” You mumbled, tearing your eyes away from hers and looking at the picture of your parents.

“Y/N were still humans, and most importantly we’re still your friends, and now we’re a big family. You’re never going to be alone again I promise.”

“You don’t have to do that for me,” You mumbled softly.

“I know, but I want to. We care about you, obviously I can’t speak for the whole cast, but I can definitely speak for Evans, Stan and Mackie. Everyone else will be the exact same once you get to know them, we’re all a big happy dysfunctional family.” Scarlett smiled at you.

“Thank you, you’ll never know how much it means to me.” You whispered softly.

“Now we need to get you cheered up girly,” Scarlett smiled at you, changing the conversation which you were glad for. “Get changed, we’re having a night on the town.”

“But we have scenes to film, it’s meant to be a late one.” You said confused, knowing your call sheet ended at 2am and it was only 7:30pm.

“I’ll take care of that one. Like you said I’m a big famous actress, I can easily manipulate producers.” She smirked at you and winked making you laugh. “Get ready, I’ll be back for you in an hour.”

Once you’d had a shower, put some makeup on and into a party dress and heels you felt a lot more like yourself. You needed a night out to let loose, spend time with some friends and get to know your cast members and new friends.

“You ready?” You heard Scarlett call from around your trailer door.

You grabbed your bag and went to meet her, seeing Chris, Seb and Anthony stood at the bottom of your trailer steps.

“What are you doing here?” You asked softly smiling.

“We heard you needed cheering up, and Mackie is one of the funniest guys we know.” Chris laughed and pulled you into a hug.

“You guys didn’t have to do this you know.” You smiled as you hugged Seb and Anthony.

“But we wanted to, we all need a night out. The Russo’s can worry about scenes and that shit later,” Mackie laughed and squeezed your shoulder.

“Where are we going?” You asked them as they all smirked at you. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Karaoke time baby!” Seb shouted making you laugh as you were dragged into the car.

“I hope you all know I will not be singing until I get very very drunk.” You laughed softly, taking a sip of your cocktail you had been handed by Scarlett when you got in.

“That’s fine we have a song prepared first.” Chris smirked and smiled at you making you cock an eyebrow.

“You mean you’re having a band performance without me? Leaving me to sit here all alone?” You asked feigning shock.

“Well not all alone.” You heard a voice say behind you making you turn to face Jeremy Renner, RDJ and Paul Rudd.

“What are you guys doing here?” You asked hugging them all, clearly partly tipsy.

“We heard one of our family members needed us. It’s about time we got to know you properly.” Robert smiled at you, making you gush.

“That’s our queue,” You heard Seb say as the music changed and jumped up with Chris, Anthony and Scarlett onto the stage next to your table.

“This one’s for Y/N to prove to her she’ll always have a family with us.” Scarlett smiled at you making you tear up as you realised what song it was.

----------------- Scarlett, One of the boys, All of them, Y/N.----------------------

“I can’t pretend to know you feel, but know that I’m here and know that I’m real

Say what you want or don’t talk at all

I’m not gonna let you fall.” Scarlett and Sebastian sang.

“Reach for my hand ‘cause it’s held out for you. My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too.

Everything changes but one thing is true, understand

We’ll always be more than a cast.” Scarlett and Chris sang with the others joining in for the last line of the chorus.

“You used to brave the world all on your own

Now we won’t let you go, go it alone

Be who you wanna be, always stand tall. I’m not gonna let you fall.” Mackie started the verse, the others joined in and Scarlett lead it into the chorus making you tear up.

“Reach for my hand ‘cause it’s held out for you. My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too.

Everything changes but one thing is true, understand

We’ll always be more than a cast.” They sang once again, pointing at you and Chris reached his hand out for you to take.

“I never knew you could take me so far. I’ve always wanted the home that you are. The ones I need.” You sang taking Chris’ outstretched hand and stepping onto the stage, the other men behind you following suit as you all sang the last chorus with tears in your eyes.

“Reach for my hand ‘cause it’s held out for you. My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too.

Everything changes but one thing is true, understand

We’ll always be more than a cast.” You all sang together.

“Reach for my hand ‘cause it’s held out for you. My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too.

Everything changes but one thing is true, understand

We’ll always be more than a cast.” Scarlett sang softly, taking you into a side hug and swaying with you. She looked into your eyes during the last line and at the tears dripping down your face, wiping them softly.

You hugged all of your cast mates in a group hug as people cheered around you in the club.

“I’m so lucky to have all of you,” You mumbled into the circle, embracing the warmth it gave you. You finally had a family once more.

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 6 years

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Seasons of Love - Heat of Summer Challenge (SPN and MCU)

I’m late posting this I know. I have and still am struggling with an ear infection and I have been insanely busy and is to an extend out of a laptop. I am borrowing. Which is also why I added 25 sentence prompts instead of gifs. Sorry to those of you who were working mostly off the gifs but not having my own computer atm made those impossible for me.

Do I have to taken part in in the previous seasons?

Nope.

If I do all do the stories have to be linked?

No. They can be but that is not an acquirement.

If I do them all do I have to write the same pairing each time?

Nope.

Will you read and reblog my fic?

You betcha :D I am behind on reading for previous challenges so patience is a virtue here

Do my fic have to be summer themed?

Since it is the idea of the challenge - yes I am afraid so.

When Do I Post?

Between right now and August 31st. Sign Ups start now and ends when there are no more prompts

RULES - READ PLEASE!

Due Date: August 31st

Word min: 500 words

Word Max: 5k words

Style: It can be a drabble, one shot or beginning of a series. Do not put in in the middle of an ongoing series since I plan on reading them and don’t want to read 10 parts of something to understand the entry. IT CAN BE THE END OF A SERIES IF YOU ARE DOING FOUR PART ONE FOR EACH PART OF MY CHALLENGE WHICH I WOULD LOOOOVE!

Genre: Fluff, smut, angst are all welcome. DO NOT write smut if you are under the age of 18 and tag everything with appropriate warnings. AUs are more than welcome!

Limits on what you can write: No Mommy/daddy kinks, no non/dub con, no A/B/O, no glorification on cheating, no wife or actor hate in rpfs! - if you got any questions at any time feel free to send me an ask.

Format: State in your A/N that it is for my (thing-you-do-with-that-thing if SPN and until-theend-oftheline if marvel) Seasons of Love - Heat of Summer challenge. And use the # SoL - Heat of Summer challenge in the first 5 tags.

Submit: After you posted on tumblr you have to add yourself and your fic to this doc. If you don’t do this you will not be added to the masterlist I create when the challenge is over. If you got questions - just ask :D

Doc link it case tumblr is an ass: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JHXAfi0yczcGLCd5s_FtcCkJqKocVF8faq-Vih4xepI/edit?usp=sharing

How do I join?

You pick a prompt and a pairing off the list. Send me the prompt number along with a backup just in case and your pairing of choice. ASKS ONLY!! REPLIES, REBLOGS AND IMS WILL BE IGNORED!

There are no limits on the pairings but I only allow 1 person per prompt so think before you sign up. If you don’t think you will be doing it then don’t take the spot from someone else. Prompts and Pairings are under the cut!

Pairings:

No male readers - gender neutral are fine!

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which:

Jensen

Dean

Misha

Cas

Jared

Sam

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Destiel

Deonna

Megstiel

Saileen

Cockles

Jensen x Danneel

Jared x Genevieve

AS SOMETHING SPECIAL THIS TIME I WILL ALLOW MARVEL PAIRINGS - if you write any of those they will be reblogged to my sideblog until-theend-oftheline and not here. It’s still me though.

No male readers - gender neutral are fine!

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which:

Sebastian Stan

Bucky

Chris Evans

Steve

Chris Hemsworth

Thor

Tony

Clint

Sam

Nat

Wanda

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Stucky

Winterhawk

SamBucky

BuckyNat

Clintasha

Chris Hemsworth x Elsa

WIFE HATE OR GIRLFRIEND HATE OR EX GIRLFRIEND HATE OF ANY KIND WILL GET YOU BLOCKED AND IT GOES FOR BOTH FANDOMS! I DON’T CARE IF YOU LIKE THEIR S/Os OR PREV S/Os BUT I AM NOT HERE TO READ FICS THAT SLAM PEOPLE DUE TO WHO THEY DATE.

No shaming of any pairings or ships I just have to read them and these are the things I prefer. On to the prompts:

Activity and word prompts

1 Heatwave @emilyevanston (Winterwidowhawk x reader)

2 Beach Day @deanssweetheart23 (Dean x Reader)

3 Barbeque @queen-of-deans-booty (Jensen x Reader)

4 Camping @sweetness47 (Jared x Reader)

5 Bonfire @docharleythegeekqueen (Stucky x Reader)

6 Cloud Watching @tngrayson (Steve x Reader)

7 Stargazing @torn-and-frayed (Jensen x Reader)

8 Skinny dipping @queen-of-deans-booty (Dean x Reader)

9 Volleyball

10 Horseback riding

11 Painting the house @katymacsupernatural (Jared x Reader)

12 Running @roxyspearing (Steve x Reader)

13 Breakfast on the roof @jaremish (Sam/Jared x Reader)

14 Watching the sunset @waywardnerd67 (Jensen x Reader)

15 Outdoor restaurant

16 Tanning

17 Sunburn @iwantthedean (Dean x Reader)

18 Water Fight @jayankles (Dean x Reader)

19 Hiding inside with the A/C

20 A/C broken @ruined-by-destiel (Sam Winchester x Reader)

21 Ice Cubes @sammy-moo (Sam Winchester x Reader)

22 Hot summer night @frejahertziswritingthistime (Sam Winchester x Reader)

23 Summer Rain @not-moose-one-shots (Sam Winchester x Reader)

24 Thunderstorm @oneshoeshort (Sam Winchester x Reader)

25 Icecream @sweetness47 (Clint x Reader)

Song Prompts:

26 Bonfire Hearts - James Blunt

27 Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles

28 Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey @waywardrose13 (Dean x Reader)

29 Night Moves - Bob Seger

30 Summer of 69 - Bryan Adams @sweetness47 (Dean x Reader)

31 Summer Nights - Grease @sweetness47 (Misha x Reader)

32 Someone Somewhere - Simple Minds

33 Happier Than the Morning Sun - Stevie Wonder

34 California Girls - Beach Boys

35 Paradise City - Guns’n’Roses

36 Long Hot Summer - Keith Urban

37 Sangria - Blake Shelton @legion1993 (Chris Evans x Reader)

38 Toes - Zac Brown Band

39 Malibu - Miley Cyrus @queen-of-deans-booty (Chris Evans x Reader)

40 Drops of Jupiter - Train @tngrayson (Dean x Reader)

41 The Script - Breakeven

42 3 Doors Down - Here Without You

43 Cheerleader - OMI

44 Roses - The Chainsmokers

45 Adventure of a Lifetime - Coldplay

46 Avicii - Wake Me Up

47 Katy Perry - That’s How We Do

48 Of the Night - Bastille

49 Best Day of My Life - American Authors

50 Fireflies - Owl City @firefly124 (Sam Winchester x Reader)

Dialogue Prompts:

51 “The summer sun is not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belong in the rain”

52 “You’re hot!” “I know” “Not what I meant dumbass” @acreativelydifferentlove (Bucky x Reader)

53 “I never thought I’d say this but put on a shirt before you burn” @becs-bunker (Dean x reader)

54 “I told you I’d save you a seat in hell” @mysupernaturalfics (Steve x Reader)

55 “That’s not what I meant when I said we should have a bonfire!”

56 “Are you seriously going for a run in this heat?” @sixtysevenandwhiskey (Dean x Reader)

57 “If you throw me in I’ll kill you!” @peterman-parker (Thor x Reader)

58 “Why are you on the roof? We have guests over” @thorne93 (Clint x Reader)

59 “What are those balloons for?” “You’ll see” @queen-of-deans-booty (Sam Winchester x Reader)

60 “I think I am about to spontaneously combust” @princess-of-erebor1992 (Dean x Reader)

61 “Come for a swim with me?” @time-travel-bouqet (Sam Winchester x Reader)

62 “There is no music” @atc74 (Jared x Reader)

63 “Who do I have to kill for a cool breeze?!” @becs-bunker (Stucky x Reader)

64 “Ohmygod is that rain ever gonna stop?” @ladysimoriah (Megstiel)

65 “What do you expect me to do? I don’t know how to work that thing!”

67 “Stop laughing. I’m stuck!” @until-theend-oftheline (Winterfalcon x Reader)

68 “Dude! That’s not what ice cubes are for!”

69 “I love you but if you touch me right now I’m filling for a divorce!” @grantsgorgeousgirl (Bucky x Reader)

70 “Was that an explosion or thunder?” @roxyspearing (Dean x Reader)

71 “A little wind never killed anyone but a hurricane has!”

72 “Is that what I think it is?” @letsby (Tony x Reader)

73 “I think the surfboard just tried to kill me.”

74 “I wanna sleep under the stars tonight” @built-from-nothing (Dean x Reader)

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Ruined

A/N: The lovely @one-sweet-gubler wanted something both angsty, fluffy and smutty, and who am I to deny that request? I would never deny that! I love you and thank you for requesting, my sweetheart!

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SEBASTIAN STAN MASTERLIST

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Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female reader

Warnings: language, flangsty smut (18+ MINORS DNI), p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, hair-pulling, slight praise-kink if you squint

Wordcount: 2.378

Ruined

You stepped inside of your best friend’s apartment, the silence pressing against your ears. You frowned and looked around, going from room to room, slightly concerned at the eerie quiet and the fact that he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Seb?” You called out. No answer. You set the bags of food down and sighed. “Seeeeeb?” You called out again, your heart speeding up. He was here, because the car was, and the door was unlocked – but the quiet of the apartment kind of made you want to vomit.

It wasn’t new for you to walk into his apartment without him – it was, after all, the reason you got a key a year back – and it had oftentimes been silent, but not like this. It was a pressing silence, that reminded you of the times, he got ready for interviews and wanted to die at the same time.

You finally reached the bedroom and opened the door and walked in. In the middle of the bed, with crossed leg, and staring straight out into the room, sat Sebastian. He was frowning and his mouth was folded into a scowl.

You had never, ever seen him like this, and you had known him for almost ten years. You had seen him through the bad, but he had never looked at you like he did right now. “Uh… Hi?” You said carefully, stepping into the room. His eyes followed you as you moved closer to him, and you sat down in front of him on the edge of the bed, waiting with bated breath and folded hands. He didn’t say anything. He simply kept staring at you. You frowned deeper now, feeling an unnerving feeling settle in your stomach. Maybe he finally got tired of you after all these years, finally seeing you as you were; nothing special compared to what he was. “Sebastian, are you okay…?” You asked quietly, your eyes flitting across the room, not really ready to look him in the eyes just yet.

“You.” He finally said in an angry, tense voice. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “You ruined my life.” “I’m sorry, what?” He narrowed his eyes at you. “You ruined my goddamn life.” He spat at you, eyes shooting daggers at you. Your heart broke. You loved him and had loved him for maybe 9 years and 23 hours, and the thought of him thinking you ruined his life, made you want to crumble in a heap on the floor. You had had this fear since you met him, but especially since his career really took off, feeling very much on the sideline and very wrong in the company of the people, he was around most of the time. It wouldn’t come as a surprise if he decided that he finally had enough or felt like you weren’t really… Well, good enough for him. You thought back to whatever had happened in the week, since you saw him last. You didn’t do anything special. You went on one date, which sucked ass, stayed in it for far too long – he had only been interested in whatever connection you had to Sebastian, so that was a pretty clear no on your end. “Wait, how!?” you asked, finally finding your voice. He huffed and got off the bed in a fluid motion, his hands flying around his face as he began talking. “Where do I even fucking start!?” He huffed and turned to you, pointing an accusatory finger at you. You felt your heart almost exit your asshole as he glared holes in you, anger rolling off him in waves. “You smiled at me, for starters. You fucking dared smile one night ten years ago and then roped me right the fuck in.” “Uh…” He glared and you shut your mouth. “And then you had the nerve, the sheer fucking audacity to make me feel joy in life. By a lot. Do you have any idea how goddamn infuriating that is!?” You blanched. “Uh, sorry?” You were confused. “OH! Ooooh, yeah, you’re fucking gonna be!” He snarled. He looked absolutely feral, his hair sticking out in strange places and his blue eyes a blazing fire. “Because guess fucking what, I would die for you! Hope you’re happy!” “Dude, what the fuck?” “OH, and another thing! You make me feel all these things, make me act like an idiot to the point where even Chris is questioning it, and then you go on a goddamned date!? Like, who does that?!” He flung his arms out, and you tried to bite back a laugh. Oh lord, this man was about to ruin you. “And, and… You’re being all nice and cute and shit, bringing me food and smiling that fucking smile at me, acting like nothing is wrong in the world and then you just go… BAH.” He glared at you. “And you don’t even care. You’re soooooo perfect and nice, and then you just… Go and date someone without even thinking… Not that I think you’d even think of me that way, but still… And well, you’ve ruined my life, because I’m happy and would die for you and you’re GODDAMN SMILING AT ME, STOP IT.” You stood up and gently placed your hands on his shoulders.

“Seb, look at me.” He refused. “Hey, asshole, look at me.” He finally looked at you, the burning blaze behind his eyes making your stomach do somersaults. “You’re a dick. I thought you wanted to get me out of your life.” You said in a small voice. “What? No, never! I’m just really fucking annoyed that you did all of this to me and didn’t even think about it!” “I didn’t know I did those things, you asshat!” “Well… You should’ve!” he huffed. “Dude, I would die for you to, you absolute buffoon.” His breathing stopped for a moment. “What?” He mumbled, his eyes darting from your eyes to your lips, as if he was trying to imprint the movements of them as you spoke again. “Buddy. Are you really going to make me say it?” “Yes.” He pouted a little. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his face in between your hands. “I fucking love you.” “I hate you.” He said as a knee-jerk reaction. “Ha, sure you do. I’ll just leave then…” You made to move, but he grabbed you by the waist. “No, the fuck you won’t.”

His lips were on your in an instant, and you smiled against them, pulling him closer by his shirt. You moaned against him as his tongue slid against yours and he hugged you closely, his hands traveling up the back of your shirt, unclasping your bra. You shimmied it out from your shirt, quickly removing it, before placing your hands back on his shirt, unbuttoning it as quickly as you could. He almost tore the fabric in desperation to get it off, and wen it was, you moaned at the feeling of his muscles moving under his skin. You were burning as he pushed you back into the bed, his lips only leaving yours as he shimmied your pants down your legs and removed his own – he quickly crawled over you, lips feverish on yours as he pushed your shirt out of the way and let his hands go to your breast, a low moan in his throat as he rolled your nipple between his fingers and you arched your back against him, your hands desperate against the waistband of his boxers.

It was frantic and hot, heavy with lust – you finally got a grip on it and pushed them down, a slight hiss from his lips as you pushed it past his large, throbbing cock. Your eyes almost rolled back in your head as you felt it under your fingers, hot and heavy, as you wrapped your hands around it and began pumping. His hips snapped and he moved into your hand and his right one yanked your underwear off as well and he wasted no time letting his fingers dip into your wetness, coating his fingers with it. “Fuck…” he mumbled against your lips, and you mewled at the feeling of the pads of his fingers pushed against your dripping hole. “You want this?” His voice was low and desperate, like he was waiting for rejection. “You put your fingers in me, or so help me, God…” you ended your sentence in a breathy moan as he pushed inside of you with two fingers, curling them up and began pumping hard, clearly doing his deed to get you off. You were moaning and writhing under him, your hand loosely gathered around his length, pumping it; he growled as you tightened your grip when he picked up speed, and you arched your back – his fingers moved relentlessly in you, and he chuckled a little against your lips. “Want it already, sweetheart?” he moaned against you, his hips moving on their own as he began fucking himself in your hand; you whined against him and nodded vigorously, desperate for release. “Please, Seb…” Your plea seemed to spur him on and he began pumping his fingers furiously, muttering profanities as he did, his own hips stuttering. “Fuck!” You practically screamed as you came undone around his fingers, exploding in pleasure. Your entire body was taught like a bowstring and you couldn’t think about anything else than his fingers pumping in and out of you, drawing pleasure from you like you’d suck venom from a snakebite. You saw stars as wetness gushed down your legs and your legs shook, waves of pleasure rolling over you and taking your breath away.

“You want me?” He mumbled, kissing your neck lazily. “Yes.” Your voice was clear as day despite the pleasure and lust clouding your brain. There was nothing else, you’d rather want. He slowly unwrapped your hand from his length and positioned himself to line up with your hole, stopping before going in. “Uh…” “We’re good.” You said, your hand on his shoulders, trying to claw your way to him entering you. He shot you a mischievous smile and entered you, slowly letting you adjust to his size. You were gasping as he entered inch by inch until he bottomed out – he was huge and you felt full to a point, where it almost hurt. You were panting, his name rolling from your lips as he shook with willpower to stay still as your walls throbbed around him, pulling him into you. “Fucking hell, I’ve waited years for this…” He mumbled, looking down at where your bodies joined; the look in his eyes sent you reeling, the possessiveness and pride in them was enough to almost make you tip over the edge again. “Move.” He didn’t wait a second.

He snapped his hips, pulling out until he was almost out, and then he began moving; you moaned at the feeling of him dragging against your walls, and you clawed at his naked back, a hiss flying over his lips as your nails dug into his skin, and his hips stuttered. You moaned his name again and again, almost in tandem with his thrusts.

You were both lost completely to the feeling; you were both sweating, and the sound of your skin slapping against each other as he fucked you deeply, filled the room – you were rolling your hips to meet his thrusts and there was no rhyme or reason to the movements, simply just lost in the pleasure. You felt yourself get closer to the edge again, your legs shaking and heart hammering. “I’m close…” You whispered and he growled, his speed picking up again as he tried to get you to come. “Shit, you feel fucking amazing.” He mumbled, a hand in your hair and tugging it lightly. You groaned at the feeling and your walls fluttered around him as he did. “Oh, like that, baby?” his voice was dripping honey as he fucked you deeply and tugged at your hair again. You hissed a yes, your eyes rolling back as he held your hair tightly and moved a little, the new position letting him angle his cock deeper inside of you, the tip nudging at your cervix – you mewled as you felt yourself tighten around him, pulling him deeper. “Come for me, baby…” He tugged your hair harshly this time and you came undone.

You exploded around him, a scream of pleasure letting itself rip through your throat as you came hard, your nerves alight with pleasure; it ran through you like lightning and you tensed around him, your walls pulsing as you came down. If you died right here, right now, you’d die happy.

He roared and his rhythm stuttered as he neared his climax as well, hammering your dripping hole as fast as he could. You were panting under him, your arms grabbing a tight hold to his shoulders, clinging to him as he pounded into you – you felt him swell inside of you and wrapped your legs around his waist. “Fill me.” You whispered in his ear and tugged at his earlobe with your teeth.

He came hard. He growled loudly, burying his cock deeply in you as he came, hot, white ropes of cum filling you and painting your walls white. You felt the heat of it heat your lower abdomen and smiled at the feeling. You were both panting, almost gasping for air as you slowly let go of his shoulders and sagged against his bed, exhaling a satisfied breath. He bowed his head down to your chest, resting his sweaty forehead against your collarbone. His breath fanned over your chest, your nipples pebbling under it and he chuckled lightly, flicking it with his tongue.

“Stop you, asshole, I’m sensitive.” You moaned. He slowly pulled out of you and laid down next to you and pulled you to his chest. “You ruined my life, too, you know?” you whispered, smiling happily against his chest as you felt is spend slowly drip from you. “Ha, hopefully I did.” He whispered back, kissing your hair. “What now?” You asked gently. “Wellll…. I think there’s plenty of positions to try out…” He grinned wickedly and pulled your face to his, kissing you deeply again.

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