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Here’s a list of what we have for our Silverfox club so far:
Silverfox!Andy Barber x women’s rights advocate!Reader—reader runs some women’s shelters with Andy’s help, she is the mother hen of her group and they first meet Andy when they go out together as a group (Andy is out with the other Silverfox men and they end up at the same place, she is with the girls)
Silverfox!engineer!Jake Jensen x single mom!Reader—Jake’s ability to engineer and create incredibly toys for her kids starts them out on a path from friends to lovers, and as he always wanted kids he is an incredible father to her babies
Silverfox!congressman!Bucky Barnes x assistant!Reader—Bucky meets reader during a meeting with Andy, first becoming entranced by Barber’s assistant yet doesn’t purse her until Bucky sees her again at a party where she’s having girls night with the other SFC’s chosen girls
Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader—met through Andy’s girl and Bucky’s, frequented the bakery nearby the congressman’s office to grab delicious sweets and coffee
Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader — the one time she can’t run away from Ari
Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader — Ari redecorates the bakery
#Silverfox club#silverfox club’s girls#silverfox!Andy Barber x women’s rights activist!Reader#silverfox!engineer!Jake Jensen x single mom!Reader#silverfox!congressman!Bucky Barnes x assistant!Reader
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girls just wanna have fun 1
Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, blackmail, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.
Summary: you're struggle to push back against your controlling father result in a misguided crush. (Silverfox AU)
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson
Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.
You bite your lip as you look at your reflection. The ribbed top clings to your figure, the razorback cut covers your cleavage but your lack of layers if obvious. If your dad was home, he’d freak out.
What the hell are you wearing? Put a bra on!
You’re tired of telling him you’re an adult. You’re over his distrust. You’ve always been a good a daughter. What have you ever done to let him down? You kept your GPA high enough to get into college and your extracurriculars even made you a hot commodity. Yes, that’s exactly what you are.
You turn and push out your bum, running your hands over the curve. The TikToks might call it a glow up. It’s that classic era of a woman’s life when she comes into her own. When she fills out just enough, when she knows the power she has. Well, you think that’s what it is. You don’t know, it’s all still a bit confusing.
Hard to be your own woman when you still live at home, but daddy pays tuition so you play by his rules. Well, it’s summertime and you don’t need to turn in a 4.0 to make him happy until Fall. This is going to be your summer. No studying, no lame ass book clubs, you’re breaking free. Well, you’re gnawing on the bars.
Your phone buzzes and draws you away from your narcissistic revery. Before, you weren’t really into yourself. You wore a school uniform and your hair was always the same style, nails clean and cut, no makeup. Your coming-of-age at least let you take a bit more control over your autonomy. Your dad couldn’t really keep you from spending the money you made at your campus work study.
Another text from Shelby. You don’t click on the preview. It’s worse to leave her on read than to just ignore the notifications. She’s a good friend but you think you’ve outgrown her. The last time you hung out, she just wanted to play MarioKart. You wanted to go out and do stuff but she hates public places. You’re no more fond of strangers but you wanted a bikini. You ended up staying in and ordering off Amazon.
You put the phone down as the whir of a weed whacker sounds outside your window. You go to it and look out the pane. You can’t help the curl of your lips. You watch your neighbour trimming the edges of his lawn. He’s overly diligent about his landscaping. While many others hire gardeners, he’s certain to tend to every inch of his lot.
Mr. Barnes doesn’t seem the type for half-measures. You like that about him. No, you love it. You feel giddy just watching him.
You spin and lean against the wall with a sigh. You have a terrible crush. On an older man. For all the novels and movies you’ve seen, it’s a common trope, but that’s fiction and this is real life. You can’t lust after your neighbour. Especially not him.
Just because you feel a certain kind of way, doesn’t mean you need to do anything about it. You can still dream. You can pretend when you’re home alone or at night when you’re lying in bed, unable to sleep. You feel a tingle flow through you and shudder.
You get a bad idea. Nothing’s going to happen, but you just want him to notice you. Just a little. Just for a moment.
You turn to the mirror again and touch the sides of your white denim shorts, slightly distressed for effect. You wiggle your hips and clutch onto your courage. You spin and flit out before it can elude you.
You scramble downstairs and stop to push your feet into your slides. You stop and take a breath, centering yourself on your act. You pull open the front door and flurry through, squealing as you scramble across the porch and nearly tripping down the steps. You throw up your hands, shaking them as you commit to your act.
“Ew, ew, ew,” you chant shrilly and the whirring trimmer stops. “Oh god!”
You hear a deep breath and a grunt. You put your hands to your head and cringe, turning to look at Mr. Barnes as he squints in your direction. You turn your grimace to a sheepish smile and drop your arms, rubbing one shyly, certain to push up your chest with the act.
“Hi,” you poke out the tip of your tongue, “sorry I...” you laugh at yourself, “there’s a spider in my bedroom. I panicked.”
He nods and squares his jaw, shifting the trimmer as he grips it. He comes towards the low picket fence between your yards. You drop your hands and hook your thumbs in your shorts pockets, rocking back and forth.
“Sorry, didn’t meant to bother,” you push your shoulders to your ears. His eyes twitch, barely resisting a skim of your figure. Instead, he looks past you to the long drive at the other side of your lot.
“Dad’s not around?” He asks warily, his voice rocky and deep, just like you hear it in your head.
You shake your head, batting your lashes at him. Him and your father don’t get along. Maybe you have some daddy issues but you really don’t care. He’s just so hot. His slightly mussed silver hair and his still toned arms. He might have some years on you but there’s no guys your age who look that good.
“Working,” you pout, “he won’t kill them either. He just puts them out in the yard and they come right back in.”
“Mm,” he hums and leans the trimmer against the fence, “want me to take care of it?”
Yes, I want you to take care of me. Focus.
You let your eyes round and push your lip out, “if you don’t mind. They give me the heebies.”
“Heebies,” he repeats the word flatly, “huh.”
He comes around the fence and lets himself in through the gate. You meet him at the walk and step in front of him, leading him up the front steps. You can’t remember the last time he came over. Not since he moved in. Yeah, his brief acquaintance with your father ended in a city prospector measuring the lots and relaying the property line. Oof, your dad still hasn’t let that go.
You’re overly aware of him behind you as you climb the steps. You hope he’s looking at your ass. Those shorts hug it in just the right way.
The front door is still open from your feigned escape. You step inside and habitually leave your slides on the mat. Mr. Barnes pauses and steps out of his workboots.
“Um, it’s in my room,” you point up the stairs, almost shaking. You didn’t really plan this far.
“Right,” he follows your direction and you stay a few feet back, keeping up your frightful act.
He climbs the stairs and you tell him which way to go. He enters your room and looks around. Shoot. Your head is empty. Something about him just makes you dumb.
“It was in the corner,” you lie, “it must’ve skittered off. Oh no! You think it’s hiding somewhere.”
“Probably won’t see it again,” he shrugs. “Keep a shoe by your bed.”
You hum and nod. Your eyes linger on the small vibe on your nightstand. Whoops. You kinda hope he sees it too. He faces you and clears his throat.
“Eucalyptus or peppermint,” he says, “those will keep them away. Spray a little around your windows and door.” He points around the walls. He looks a little out of place among your purple walls and your fluffy aesthetic, yet not at all. You can just see him on your bed. You gulp as you realise he’s still talking. “All good?”
“Uh, yes, d—sir,” you smile and clench your teeth tight around your near slip. Had you really almost called him dad? Oh shit. Yeah, that can just be tucked away and never thought of again. “Thanks for trying.”
“Yeah, no worries,” he shrugs and moves towards you.
You just stand there. He arches a brow and gesture past you. You blink and giggle, “oh, uh, sorry. Thanks again.”
“Mm, I’ll let myself out,” he says as he brushes by you. Just the scent of his sweat has you flustered.
“Sure,” you murmur after him, your heart fluttering. “Bye, Mr. Barnes.”
You listen to him go and as the front door shuts, you spin and float over to fall onto your bed. You lay face down and groan. Ugh, that only made everything so much worse. You want him! You need him! You lift your head and reach for the vibe on the nightstand. Hopefully the battery in this thing still has some juice.
#bucky barnes#sam wilson#drabble#series#silverfox au#au#girls just wanna have fun#bucky barnes x reader#sam wilson x reader#dark bucky barnes#dark sam wilson#dark!bucky barnes#dark!sam wilson#captain america#falcon and the winter soldier#mcu#marvel#avengers
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Soccer Tip of the Day - League 1 Play Off |먹튀사이트
Southend who finished 6th in the league take on Doncaster who finished 3rd in the first of the league one play offs at Roots Hall tonight. 4 points 먹튀사이트 the 2 sides after 46 games of the regular season and tonight`s game should be equally as close.
Southend had a final home record of W12 D6 L5 F35 A20 though Doncaster`s away record for the season compares favourably being: W9 D7 L7 F31 A23. To highlight further the closeness between both these sides the league meeting this season saw Southend win 3-2 at home and Doncaster win 3-1 at their ground.
For head to head followers it is worth mentioning that prior to Southend`s 3-1 win at Roots Hall, Doncaster had won the previous two games played between these two sides in recent times.
The one clue i got when looking at the stats showed that Southend finished the season with 3 wins 2 draws and 1 defeat in their last 6 games whilst Doncaster missed out on automatic promotion on the final day when they lost 2-1 at Cheltenham and their final 6 games saw 2 wins 2 draws and 2 defeats, also you have to go back to early March for Doncaster`s last away win a 1-0 victory at mid table Bristol Rovers and it is that stat which leans me towards Southend tonight.
Ladbrokes are best price 11/8 about a Southend victory and i will we having some of that along with a small stake on the over 2.5 goal market where VCBet are offering 5/4 for this outcome.
As i said earlier i expect a tight affair but feel Doncaster can score so a 2-1 scoreline in favour of Southend would make for a happy night in the Silverfox hole!
Goal in a Million?
Football: the great leveller. As fans of Premier League teams will find out this weekend, a man can rise from schmuck to king and back again in the course of those ninety short minutes. Rubbish defenders can become goalscoring heroes, beloved strikers can turn into penalty-missing villains, and goalkeepers from lowly Welsh clubs can find themselves mentioned in dispatches at the Houses of Commons, as Montgomery Town stopper Steve Goodwin discovered late last month.
The Welsh side are chasing promotion from the Division 2 JT Hughes Montgomeryshire League at the moment and found themselves 1-0 up on Trewern United, who are also hoping for a top finish, in the closing stages of their crunch match. A free-kick was awarded on the edge of Goodwin's area, fully 78 yards from the opposing goal. The keeper stepped up, smashed it downfield and watched on in delight as the ball glided into the back of the net.
Explains right-back and local pub owner Peter Mills: "It was the type of shot you never think you'll see, and something we'll never see again. Our manager shouted that Trewern's keeper was off his line, and you could see Steve take a couple of steps back and hit the ball. We all piled on him after the goal in celebration, it was such a stunning strike. I don't think Trewern could believe it. Their manager was kicking bottles up and down the side of the pitch."
Added Town boss Clive McNamee: "It's not the longest of pitches and it's on a bit of a slope. We had a free-kick with about 10 minutes to go and Steve's got a good kick anyway and I think he was just going to float it into the box. He was about three or fou yards outside his own box and I noticed their keeper was standing on the penalty spot and I shouted, 'Steve he's off his line'. Steve took two further steps back and put it into the top corner."
The goal proved an instant hit on You Tube, and reached the House of Commons courtesy of Montgomeryshire MP and Cheeky Girl-fancier Lembit Opik. Opik congratulated the team with a motion which asked: "That this House considers Steve Goodwin's goal in the match between Montgomery and Trewern on April 26 to be one of the greatest and most spectacular goals scored in the history of British football."
But what does the man himself think of it all? "It was coming towards the end of the game and I was just going to kick the ball into the corner to waste time because we were 1-0 up," said Goddwin, a 28-year-old transport supervisor. "But our manager was shouting on the sidelines that the keeper was off his line. So I looked up and saw where the keeper was standing and thought I'd have a go. I took a few more steps back, lumped it and in it went. It's fantastic that Lembit has raised it in parliament and it' a superb piece of publicity for the football club."
Town followed the victory with three wins on the trot, meaning they are now in second place in their league, eleven points behind leaders Llansanffraid, who have played two games more. Opik concluded: "I look forward to seeing more of the same sublime football playing in the near future from my local team. With inspirational moments like these, who needs Euro 2008? This goal keeps Mont FC's promotion hopes alive and kicking."
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It’s that time again my dudes! I actually thought I’d not read as much in July but boy was I wrong! As always please make sure you check the warnings for each individual fic before reading. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog along with the majority tagged are 18+ and the majority of these fics contain adult themes.
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*Boys in bed with books
The staring contest (Bucky x reader)
✨ @syntheticavenger
*Anonymous (Andy Barber x female reader)
*Time to run (Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)
Deception (Soft Dark! Steve Rogers x Female Reader)
✨ @mypoisonedvine
Seven against one (dark!Howling Commandos x reader)
✨ @gogolucky13
*Southpaw (boxer!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Tainted love (70spornstar!Bucky Barnes x 70spornstar!Reader)
Don't fear the reaper (WS!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
✨ @navybrat817
Destroy (Bucky Barnes x female reader)
*Howling commandos tattoo au (Bucky Barnes x female reader x Steve Rogers)
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*Positions and pleasures (Steve Rogers x Reader)
*A scarred enigma (Bucky Barnes x OC Lexa Green)
✨ @bucksfucks
Dead of night (bucky barnes/winter soldier x f!reader)
Mr brightside (ex’s!dad!bucky x f!reader)
Forbidden fruit (dad’sbestfriend!bucky x f!reader)
Left gasping for air (bucky barnes x f!reader)
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✨ @lex-the-flex
Catnip (Bucky Barnes x reader)
✨ @jurassicbarnes
*What a night (Bucky Barnes x Reader (TFATWS))
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Suburbia (bucky x reader)
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*Madness (Dark!Steve X Reader)
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Insomnia / daydream (Reader x Bucky Barnes)
Who's your daddy (Destroyer!Chris x Reader)
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*Innocence (bodyguard!bucky barnes x innocent actress!reader)
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When daddy's not around (DadsBestFriend!Bucky x F!Reader)
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Diner (Biker!Bucky x F!Reader)
To the edge (Stripper!Bucky x Innocent!Reader)
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The bar rules (bartender!bucky x reader)
✨ @sweetlyscared
Zero-sum game (Dark!SilverFox Andy Barber x Fem!Reader)
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Fight so dirty (Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader)
Tied up and twisted (soft!dark CEO!Steve Rogers x fem!reader)
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His cherry (Andy Barber x Black Reader)
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Jealous boy (Jake Jensen x female reader)
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Lessons in temptation (Andy Barber x Fem!Reader x Ari Levinson)
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Misconceptions (Ransom Drysdale x female!reader)
*Necessary arrangements
Just desserts (Steve Rogers x female!reader)
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Sleeping with ghosts (Bucky x assassin!reader)
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Soft skin, soft eyes (Steve Rogers x Reader)
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*Girl with the lion (detective!bucky barnes x female!reader)
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In two years (college!bestfriend’sbrother!bucky barnes x reader)
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Comme Trois Lapins Qui Baisent (AU Steve Rogers x Reader x Peggy Carter)
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If I only had a heart (Bucky x f!Reader)
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*Born in flames (Bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
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All in good time (Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader)
✨ @sweetflowerdreams
*The lunch club (Andy Barber x Reader)
✨ @certainaesthetic
*Back and forth (roommate!steve x woc!reader)
✨ @ritesofreverie
Nobody does it like you do (divorced dilf!bucky x fem!reader)
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Come here and show me (Beefy lumberjack Steve x reader)
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Need you tonight (Andy Barber x Reader x Chris (Destroyer))
✨ @firefly-in-darkness
All yours (Steve Rogers x Reader)
✨ @holdontorogers
*Will you teach me (Steve Rogers x agent!reader)
✨ @boxofbonesfic
Judge & jury (Serial Killer!Steve x Reader)
✨@labella420
Unexpected showers (Business CEO!Steve Rogers x Female Reader)
✨ @marvelmaree
Mistakes (Bodyguard!Sam Wilson x Black F!Reader)
✨ @whiskey-cokenfanfic
Something different (Steve Rogers x Reader x Thor)
✨ @sinner-as-saint
Yes daddy (Sambucky x Reader)
✨ @buckybarneschokeme
If you could see what I see (Soft!Bucky x Reader)
✨ @mysecretlittlelibrary
Teaching and old dog new tricks (Steve Rogers x Reader)
✨ @starlightrogers
The first time (Bucky Barnes x reader)
✨ @river-soul
Shelter (Soft Dark!Curtis Everett x Reader)
✨ @holacia2
Goodbye kisses (Ransom Drysdale x reader)
✨ @sagechanoafterdark
Toys in the attic (Bucky x reader)
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Forever (Bucky x Reader)
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⧼ victoria pedretti, cis female, she & her / rainbow by kesha + a studio apartment with a wall of windows and a minimalist floor plan - everything about the place they live is open and airy, and clean. they are all cashmere jumpers in warm colors with sleeves long enough to pull over clenched fists and mousy brown hair that once fell to their waist and now, when free of a loose top knot, hangs at broad shoulders. rest easy with the knowledge that while your voice may have shaken, you still spoke up. ⧽ ━━ let me tell you a thing or two about NORA ISABELLE LANCE-QUEEN. the TWENTY TWO year old child of DINAH LAUREL LANCE & OLIVER QUEEN is an UNDERGRAD at paragon academy, and has sometimes been referred to as THE FINAL GIRL. they’ve always seemed very AUDACIOUS & SUAVE, though i’ve heard that they can be pretty SELF RELIANT & PRIDEFUL, too. it’s common knowledge that they have the power of VIBRATION MANIPULATION ; guess we shouldn’t get on their bad side, huh? [ rachel, 21, gmt, she / they ]
⧼ phoebe tonkin, cis female, she & her / mr rattlebone by matt maeson + oversized t-shirt containing the entirety of the ‘cool girl’ monologue over a lacy black thong, sheer black tights that have been pulled at all the seams with a shadow of ouroboros inked high on pallid thigh, chipped nail polish and fingers covered in dirty bandaids and stubbed out cigarettes in an overflowing ashtray & the best fake orgasm a man could hope for. ⧽ ━━ let me tell you a thing or two about MONICA LAUREL BARTON. the TWENTY FIVE year old child of BARNEY BARTON is a UNDERGRAD at paragon academy and WAITRESS in town, and has sometimes been referred to as THE AMY ELLIOT DUNNE. they’ve always seemed very SELF RELIANT & RELENTLESS, though i’ve heard that they can be pretty SARDONIC & REACTIVE, too. it’s common knowledge that they have the ability of VIOLENT SELF DESTRUCTION & WICKED SEXUAL PROWESS ; guess we shouldn’t get on their bad side, huh? [ rachel, 21, gmt, she / they ]
⧼ zoe love smith, genderqueer, she & they / borderline by vanic + the feeling of your heart blooming in your chest when a cat you’ve been told doesn’t like most people chooses your lap to settle down into, purring like a jackhammer all the while. the very first time that you experienced self awareness ; the way your pulse quickened and you began to feel lightheaded, all because you realized that everyone in the room was having a different moment to you. the rush of endorphins and adrenaline when, contrary to the opinion that you have of yourself, someone remembers your name and uses it in conversation. ⧽ ━━ let me tell you a thing or two about ROSALIND TESLA “TESSIE” REYES-MCCOY. the TWENTY year old child of CECELIA REYES ( LAB BABY ) & HANK MCCOY ( STEP FATHER ) is a UNDERGRAD at paragon academy and MODEL in town, and has sometimes been referred to as the ROSE COLORED GLASS. they’ve always seemed very BENEFICENT & VIVACIOUS, though i’ve heard that they can be pretty OBSEQUIOUS & RAUCOUS, too. it’s common knowledge that they have the power of FORCE FIELD GENERATION ; guess we shouldn’t get on their bad side, huh? [ rachel, 21, gmt, she / they ]
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Bodyguard Ari x baker reader:
The one time she can't hide from him because single mom reader has an emergency and had to leave early
Your luck, sooner or later, was bound to run out. It wasn’t a matter of if but a matter of when. There was no possible chance for you to completely avoid Ari Levinson for the rest of your life, especially since he had found you at that party while you went out with the girls.
Really, it was just a matter of time before Ari found you alone and given that Jensen’s girl had an emergency with one of her kids and had to leave early. That left you alone with some sweet after school teenagers who were working, to face Ari alone.
Without the cover of Jake’s potential sweetheart, you were unable to hide in the back. It was your bakery, your business that had grown immensely, and you were damn proud of it. However given that you were the owner, that meant you couldn’t hide from Ari forever.
“I like our games of cat and mouse.” His voice startles you in such a way that you jump back and bump yourself against a tray of cleaned silverware, the clatter of metal hitting tile floors chaotic and melodic.
“Ari!” You say his name as a deft scold, though its one that feels weak and half-assed. “Don’t scare me!”
“You can’t run from me now, rabbit.” His eyes are playful yet energized by desire, and the look has you reeling as an ache appears between your thighs. “Relax, little buttercup. I promise I won’t eat you today.”
“Eat me?” Your eyes widen and then they narrow, and within a moment your arms cross over your chest and that fire takes hold of you. “Who the hell do you think you are? You can’t come in here and say things like that.”
“No?” Ari questions you, leaning in to place one large thick hand against the countertop, fingers flexing to produce an explicit thought in your hand that fuels the fire in your belly.
I want those hands on me and in me—your inner thoughts crater to desire and your distraction is noted by the giant.
“Can I order a coffee and my usual, buttercup?”
“You can damn well say please.” Your fire ignites, flames spitting ashes at Ari that he welcomes wholeheartedly.
“Please,” he speaks sultrily, purring as he leans against the counter and flexes just enough to illicit a sharp squeak, “can I order my usual, buttercup?”
“Laying it on thick, Levinson,” you sharply turn away from him and with a nod of your head you get started on his order, “but at least you know your manners.”
“I passed kindergarten, sweetheart. I know the basics.” Ari slapped a bill down on the counter, giving you a tip that was quintuple the meagre bill and then he walked toward the pickup counter, keeping his eyes fixed on you.
#Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader#Silverfox!bodyguard!Ari Levinson#Silverfox Club#Silverfox Club girl’s
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This headcanon for Baker Reader and Ari might or might not happened.
One day, early in the morning, she gets a call from someone who lives near her bakery and is a good friend. Person tells her that something is going on in her bakery - people moving stuff around, carrying big boxes. It doesn't look like a robbery, but her friend wanted to check if it is normal and planned thing. Reader rushes to her bakery and finds out that all of her kitchen equipment was replaced by new, very expensive ones. The guy who obviously in charge of this whole mess tells her that everything is okay and shows her documents where she clearly sees her signature.
'That mad bastard forged my signature!'
Ari has been waiting for that call. What he didn't expect is hearing his lovely baker swearing like a sailor, calling him a mad bastard. Because now, the only day she let herself have a day off, she will spend entire day in her bakery trying to figure out how all of the new stuff works, and she needs to call all of her employees and ask them to come to work, because they obviously need to learn too. And he also better come up with 'an excuse' for tax office (idk how it called in US or Canada) which will help her explain how did she get the money for this upgrade. And also, he is in some much trouble for forging her signature because she will definitely call the cops to get his ass. He doesn't have time to respond, because she hanges up the phone before he could do that. But it's okay. She doesn't know that he knows a lot of people, could easily solve any problem she might have with his surprise. But now he need some time for himself - because that phone call was intense session of dirty talk.
This! This this this!!!
Ari planned well ahead of time to have her out of the bakery and relaxing at a spa day—allocating the clubs’ girls to distract her so he could give her everything she deserves
Only someone squeals and she rushes back to the bakery to see everything old being taken out and new things being taken in. After finding out that Ari did everything for her, gifted her everything, she calls him in a rage and reams him out over the phone cursing and raging at him
Ari is both pleased to see his sweethearts’ aggression and attitude, her fire turns her on like no else, and while she’s enjoying cursing him like a sailor, Ari is fully prepared to take a moment to himself once she hangs up
Of course she threatens to call the police on him, because damn him, but Ari has connections. A certain chief of police will fully understand Ari’s intentions and get him off the hook, and any further repercussions from Ari’s girl will surely be dealt with in his bed
All in all, Ari is unapologetic about the whole situation and promises that he will never again break in to her cafe—because Jake’s girl gave him a key 😏
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For Silverfox!Jake, will you be trying to introduce the kids to the classic games (i.e. Mega Man, Castlevania)?
Absolutely! When they get old enough to start learning about video games, even before they’re old enough, they will be introduced to some of the best classic video games on PC and any available gaming system. There’s a lot to learn and it’s a great bonding experience, even if they’re too young to play and just want to watch, and I have a long list of things I am going to teach my kids
#silverfox!engineer!jake jensen x single mom!reader#silverfox!engineer!Jake Jensen#Silverfox Club#Silverfox Club girls
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wallflower 36
Warnings: age gap, creepin’, slow burn, stepdad-adjacent, possible noncon/dubcon, abuse, violence, self-harm, manipulation, panic attack, dissociation, gaslighting.
Character: silverfox!Thor
Your mother meets a new man, but he doesn’t seem very interested in her.
Note: <3 Another erratic drabble series. Appreciate any and all feedback. Love you all. And I didn’t expect this chapter to go this way or to be a bit longer than usual.
Thrud is glowing, her cheeks rosy, her eyes vibrant, her hair lustrous and full. You feel like a shadow next to her. In awe of her beauty as she takes a crystal glass and pours dark wine into its depths.
She fills a second and clunks down the bottle heavily on the round table at the centre of the room. A room surrounded by several others in a small villa outside the main house of the vineyard. She hands one to you and eagerly draws from the brim. You sip daintily, the taste acrid as it singes your tongue.
You swallow, nearly choking as she takes her phone and thumbs at it carelessly, tossing it back on the table as she sticks her tongue out, "boys."
"Uh, yeah," you laugh nervously and pick at your dry lip, stopping yourself as her eyes catch the movement. "Sorry."
"Oh, hon, you don't have to be sorry," she shrugs as she sits on cushioned divan, "why don't you chill out, girl?"
You tiptoe to her and sit carefully with your glass, hers sloshing obliviously as she angles it to her mouth again. She slurps with zeal and pops her lips as she pulls it away. You look around anxiously, uncertain. She's so nice. Well, so is Thor so you guess you shouldn't be surprised.
"You ever been to Spain before?"
You shake your head and make yourself drink the wine. It's sweeter the more you sip. You cradle the glass gently and look at her again. She's gorgeous. You wish you were like her.
"Oh, wonderful, I'll have to show you around. There's a pool... indoors. It's a bit too cold out to be that wild!" She giggles, "oh, and the cellar! You can have your choice of any bottle. I'm my uncle's favourite so you don't need to worry about that."
"That's nice," you look down into the dark wine, "I don't drink much, though."
"Quiet thing like you, of course not, but you've got a friend now. You don't have to be stingy for these old men."
"Um," you give a goofy smile, not sure how to reply.
"Relax, I mean it. You're much better company than my dumb brothers. They always end up breaking something. Oh! There's this club near here, I used to sneak away in high school, don't mention it to daddy, but it's so nice and the men. They'll buy you a drink just for a smile. They like foreigners."
"Men?" You utter and shake your head, "I don't..."
"I'll do the talking. Ah, oh," she covers her mouth, "I'm terrible for it. I gab away and no one gets a word in elsewise. Well, please, I want you to tell me everything."
"Everything?"
"About you!"
"Me? Well, I'm not interesting."
"You must be if you're here."
"I... I dunno, my mom... it was just me and her and then---"
You gasp as the glass slips from your hand. You squeak and stand as it spills across the wood and you touch your cheeks. You don't know what you were doing, not paying attention. God, if your mother was there she'd holler and howl until you cleaned it up. You stare down at the puddle and sway, searching for anything to wipe it up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you sniffle, "I'll clean it up. I don't know how-- I didn't mean to," you babble, "please don't be mad."
"Relax," she rises breezily and puts her empty glass aside, sweeping across the room and through a doorway. She returns with a towel but ignores your reach. She squats to mop up the mess, "it's not very much."
She sops it up and even gets a few drops from your feet. You step back shyly and hug yourself, "I'm so clumsy--"
"Hey, the glass didn't even break," she says cheerily as she lifts it, "no harm, no foul. It's all good." She smiles and goes to the table, "just means we need to get you a nice clean glass."
"Maybe I've had enough," you suggest.
"Enough, you just need to loosen up," she trills and stops, "but if you really don't want anymore, you don't have to."
You look her in the face. She makes you feel easy, like the world might not be that scary. You don't even know her but she feels familiar.
"Thank you," you try to smile, "I'm sorry. I just... don't have any friends."
"You don't have any friends?" She says without a hint of sarcasm, "well, I'd love for you to be mine so... wine or water, hon?"
You chew your lip and real curve takes over your lips, "I'll try some more wine, if that's okay."
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You feel fuzzy and bubbly. Like you could float or even fly. Music pulses in the air, beats you've never heard before, a melody that has you twirling around. Thrud dances around with you in the space of the villa, her laughter mingling with yours.
You've never felt like this, free. It's as if all your troubles are gone, as if you're not you, as if you were never sad or mad or anything else.
You stumble over your own feet and she catches your arm before you can tip over. You giggle again as both of you nearly collide with the table.
"You are wild," she growls at you, "who knew the little mouse had it in her?"
You roll your eyes at her, "I always wanted to be fun."
"You are!" She slurs, "trust me."
"No one lets me be fun!" You pout and turn away from her, reach for the bottle. It's empty as you tip it up. "God. Fuck!" You cover your mouth guiltily and let the bottle roll across the table, "oh my."
She laughs and you can't help but join in, ripping your hand away from your mouth, "fuck, shit!"
"Oh god, stop it," she clenches her sides.
"I never, I never swear," you whisper, "it's... so cool."
She laughs again and shakes her head, "I won't stop you. Jeez, sounds like you've been living in a convent."
"My mother," you hiccup, "she's an old nun. Never let me swear or... wear anything pretty... or-- or--" you feel it all brewing to a boil. You fall onto a chair and clutch your head, "she didn't love me. She doesn't love me."
It goes silent as you hunch over and hold your head. Thrud comes to you, her hand resting softly on your shoulder as she coos at you, "I'm sorry, hon, please don't think about it now. Not like this."
"I'm sorry," you sit up and swipe your fingers over your lashes, "I'm stupid."
"No, no," she gets to her knees beside you and rubs your arm, "you've been hurt. That's all, baby."
"I'm grown, I just needa suck it up."
She scoffs, "suck it up? I hope that's not what my uncle's been telling you."
"No, no, no, he's so nice. He... he listens to me," you wiggle your nose, fighting the tide of tears, "he's too nice to me. He's..." you smile a little, "he's a good doctor."
"Good," she says, "that's very good."
"It's Thor," you eke out and quickly swallow up your voice.
"Thor? Dad?" She wonders, "what do you mean?"
You blink, long and hard, then look at her. You want to say it all. He's scary, he's confusing, he's suffocating. But she's his daughter and she loves him. And he loves her. You can't say it because it might not even be true.
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"He saved me," you shrug, "from mom."
"Oh," her hands brushes down your arm, "that's good."
A sudden pounding comes at the door and you feel it in your chest. You whimper and knot your fingers over your chest, letting out a high-pitched squeal. Thrud looks up, her eyes smoky as she stands and wobbles around the chair.
She crosses the villa and grabs the iron hand, pulling open the heavy wood door. Her father waits on the other side, as if summoned by your mention. You cower and refuse to look at him.
"You two, it's late--" he stops short, "Thrud, is she..."
"She's okay, daddy, we're just having fun."
"How much have you given her?"
"Daddy, get out, we're young, we're just--"
"Thrud, you don't understand, she can't drink that much on her meds."
"Oh, uh, I didn't know--"
"You didn't give me time to explain, did you?" He snaps.
"Alright, you don't have to be so rude," she whines drunkenly.
"I should take her to her villa, look at her--"
"She can stay here, I'll keep an eye on her--"
"You're drunk too."
"Daddy, I said get out," she stomps her foot and latches onto his arm as you finally glance over.
"You don't underst--"
"I understand, just fine. I can take care of my friend," she insists, "hon," she inserts herself between you and Thor, "do you wanna go or do you wanna stay?"
You look between them. Thrud sways slightly, cheeks flushed, and lashes drooping, but Thor stands with a dimple in his cheek and a tick in his jaw. That same anger that lingers just under the surface. You hang your head and sniff, "I wanna stay."
"See, daddy, now good night!" Thrud says, "ugh, you always spoil the fun."
"K--" Thor begins and stops himself, "alright, fine. Just... no more. And go to bed."
"Nightttttt," Thrud sings as she ushers him to the door, snapping it shut at his exit, "I hate when he does that."
#dark thor#dark!thor#thor#thor x reader#thrud#loki#au#silverfox#wallflower#mcu#marvel#avengers#series
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I can’t get my mind off of Silverfox!mob!Steve and his future not entirely willing wife
Like I think about reader quitting Steve the first time his son pushes her over the edge and he tries to talk her back into working for him but she denies him
Then she heads out with her friends to a club to celebrate her freedom, Steve shows up and he’s watching her (before even she notices), when she tries to leave and he catches her asking her why a good girl like her would let other men put their filthy hands on what’s his
Or Steve’s degenerate kid making some nasty comment about how he can hear the whore having sex and he accuses her of cheating on his dad because there’s so damn way that she could be that good or it could go that long
And whiles mortified and embarrassed, Steve greets his son with positive reinforcement that yes, it was them having sex and if only his son had big enough balls to fuck like that then he wouldn’t be such an entitled brat
#silverfox!mob!steve rogers x younger!reader#silverfox!mob!steve rogers#silverfox!mob!steve rogers x reader
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Could we please get a snippet of something the Silverfox Club would say to their girls? Something just they could say?
Okay!
Silverfox!Andy & his women’s rights advocate girlfriend: “I’ve known men who haven’t had half the balls you have. Give them hell.”
Silverfox!Bucky & his assistant!Reader: “You spend a lot of time biting your lip, why don’t you take a break and nibble on something else?”
Silverfox!Ari & his baker!Reader: “I don’t know what’s more addicting, this game of cat & mouse we’re playing or the sound you make when I catch you.”
Silverfox!engineer!Jake & his single mom!Reader: “No one gets to call you a MILF…except me. You’re my MILF.”
#Silverfox!Andy Barber x women’s rights advocate!Reader#Silverfox!Bucky Barnes x assistant!Reader#Silverfox!Ari Levinson x baker!Reader#Silverfox!Jake Jensen x single mom!Reader
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Thirsty Thursday with JuniorLibrarian!Reader and SilverFox!Ari?
She runs across his social media and is transfixed, missing it altogether when he walks up behind her and sees what she’s looking at. “Like what you see?”
We all know Ari would be smug AF but I think he’d be flattered to have her attention too.
“I don’t remember him.” You we’re focused, fixated on the social media accounts that were available for professor Levinson, so distracted by what was available that you’d almost turned a blind eye to the world around you.
You were so focused and intent on trying to figure out where you’d known him from that you didn’t notice him entering the library. You didn’t notice him walking toward the front desk with his top two buttons of his shirt undone and the suit jacket flung open.
You didn’t know notice him until he was in your immediate sights, and had leaned against the desk. His hands were resting flush against the top, watching you researching him with fixated concentration.
“I also run marathons which means my stamina is perfect.” He purred to you, stealing your attention and smirking at your shocked eyes.
“Don’t give me that look, baby. You still haven’t figured it out? Want me to give you a hint?” Ari hummed and slowly closed your mouth, tapping his thumb on your bottom lip.
“You went to a club during the summer break, your friend dragged you. It was a masquerade kind of theme, no one knew who anyone was. I found you in the middle of the dance floor.”
“Oh my god-“
“Now you remember?” He was pleased, eager to know the pieces fit. “My sweet, good girl.”
“A-Ari…” you stuttered, hands shaking.
“Come on, baby. Come with me, I owe you dinner.”
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I know you have a lot on your plate but…a Silverfox club where the men are friends and one of the men has a girlfriend who sets up her friends with his
I love this! I think this is brilliant!
I’d love to explore it with characters I don’t really write for
Silverfox!Mike Weiss and his girlfriend who’s a law student, (pet name) Daisy, let’s it slip that her friends each have their favourite Silverfox friend in Mike’s ‘Silverfox club’
I’m thinking some charterers like…Frank Adler, Chris Beck, Lucas Lee, Nick Vaughan, Scott Huffman, Lee Bodecker
Each girl has their own little flower/animal pet name and their own reason for needing a strong silver haired beauty of their own
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Of the new Silverfox Club pairings, other than Jake’s girl, who do you think would want kids and who do you think would want to be the fun aunt/uncle? (Or adopt?)
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To add to my already long list of WIP’s, I’d like to have a kind of Silverfox club/pack/friend group where the Silverfox men, meet their girls at a party, bachelorette party/event the men attend together as friends and then find their chosen/wanted girls outside of the event that brought them together Kinda like what I did with HL and the hockey boys and their girls
I’m open to suggestions on which silverfox men you’d want to see and what kind of readers you’d want them with (as well as a signifying nickname to distinguish them from the other) eg. Nightclub owner Silverfox!Steve & party planner reader
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Mine for the Weekend
Warnings: creepy, implied noncon, age gap
This is dark!(silverfox) Andy Barber and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You visit your boyfriend’s parents but find his father friendlier than you expected.
Based on these drabble requests:
Andy Barber + “You want it so badly, all you have to do is ask.” + Cheating + He has a son who has a gf and he likes the gf and one day he finally forces her to have sex with him and maybe the son catches on or not.
(In this story, Jacob is in his 20s, reader is the same age, and Andy is a little older than in the show. Don’t @me)
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You sat on the twin bed in the room still decorated with the fandoms of Jacob’s teenage years. It was weird but just as weird as staying the weekend in his family home could be. You always stressed about being in someone else’s house. You’d met his parents on several occasions but it still felt tenuous, like you were all putting on an act and waiting to see who cracked first.
He told you would be long. Jacob wanted to see some old friends and you didn’t want to be the third wheel out of place. Besides, after the trip, you were tired and okay with just staying still.
You turned the page of the textbook, trying to make the formulas stick in your head. You were so engrossed in trying to understand, spurred on by your last mediocre test, that you didn’t notice the figure in the doorway. Not until you yawned and nearly choked on your tongue.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Andy said. He wore his usual suit, his polished shoes, and straight tie. His temples were dusted with silver and a few strands clustered together in his beard.
“It’s okay, I was just studying,” you smiled, “Jacob went to see a few friends.”
“I figured,” he stepped carefully over the threshold, “half day for me. I don’t usually go in on Saturday’s.”
“Well, that’s nice,” you said tensely, “Laurie--”
“Ah you know, she has her book club on Saturdays,” he shrugged, “weird how empty the house is now Jacob’s away at college. I’m not used to it.”
“Oh,” you closed the textbook and set it on the night table.
“But I…” he neared the foot of the bed and sat just below your feet, “I was gonna order lunch, you haven’t eaten, have you?”
Your stomach growled and you both chuckled at the noise, “no, I haven’t,” you admitted.
“Well, what were you thinking?” he asked as he leaned back on the heel of his hand, “there’s a burger joint we used to order from, or a sushi place. You seem like a sushi girl.”
“Both sound fine,” you looked around the room, “I just have to dig out my wallet if I can remember where I dropped my purse.”
You turned your feet over the side of the bed and he stopped you, his hand on your knee. He quickly pulled it away.
“My treat,” he cleared his throat, “your my guest--”
“Guest? You didn’t seem like you were expecting me last night,” you kidded.
“Jacob’s fault,” he assured you, “but you’re always welcome.”
You smiled and the awkward silence returned. Andy and Laurie were so well to do, you should’ve known. Jacob was such a brat sometimes but he made you laugh. It made it harder to explain why he couldn’t meet your parents. He wouldn’t understand that shame.
As you thought, you felt a tickle on your cheek and looked at Andy as he held up his finger, “eyelash,” he said as the fine hair stood on his fingertip, “make a wish.”
“What?” you blinked.
“You never-- they say if you blow away an eyelash your wish will come true,” he explained.
“Oh, no, I never-- never heard that one,” you laughed at yourself and thought, you wished you passed your next exam.
You blew on his finger and the hair flew away. You flinched as his hand moved and he cradled your face. His thumb ran across your lip and you froze, staring at him. Was this normal? Was this how father’s treated their daughters? You didn’t know, your father, as little as he was around, only ever told you to go away. Or made you.
“Mr. Barber,” you breathed.
“Andy,” he corrected you and reached for your other hand. He drew it over your lap and into his, “You want it so badly, all you have to do is ask.”
“Wha--” you gasped and he crushed his lips against yours.
He turned to push you down against the mattress and bent over you as he held your hand against his pants. You moaned in surprise as he poked his tongue along your lips and you tried to keep him out. You turned your face away and he pulled back. He moved your hand up and down the outline of his hard dick.
“What are you doing?” you whispered as you pushed on his chest.
“The way you looked at me last night,” he rubbed his nose against yours, “you laugh at all my jokes… you stayed here for a reason. All alone…” he pecked your lips again, “you could’ve gone with Jacob, but you stayed, you waited for me--”
“No,” you batted as his shoulder, “Mr.--”
“Andy,” he moved so that his entire body covered yours, his legs hung between yours of the side of bed, “call me Andy,” he kissed you deeply and groaned so you felt it in your throat, “you’ll be crying it out soon enough.”
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#andy barber#dark andy barber#dark!andy barber#andy barber x reader#defending jacob#fic#dark fic#dark!fic#request#drabble#dark drabble#dark!drabble
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