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Prize money
Mob/casino owner Bucky x server innocent reader
Warnings:kissing, stalking, creepy men, groping, unwanted sexual contact, minor character death, mob violence, let me know if I missed anything! 🩵 kinda safe for work? No smut
The smoke filled air with people’s slurred yells from the table games were what occupied most of the young girls nights. The 20 year old server walked up and down what felt like endless isles of slot machines, yelling over the shouts of frustration, music and much more.
“Snacks, beverages, cigarettes, anyone?” she yelled walking down an aisle.
“Yeah hey!” A man sitting at one of the many machines called her over.
“Hi sir what can I get for you?” The server asked him. The girl knew him, he frequently was seen in the Cash Pit casino.
Just as she was pulling out her notepad the man groped her bum.
“Nice outfit sweetheart”
“You need to get your hands off of me sir,” the server said sternly. Trying to mask her fear.
“What!” the man reached out to pull her closer by her waist “Common I’m a nice guy”
“I will not be serving you” Ripping herself from his grip the young woman walked straight to Sam one of the security guards.
“Sam” she weakly spoke
“Hey, I gotcha,” he said bringing her into him with one arm wrapped around her shoulder. His other reaching into his jacket pocket to pull out his walkie-takie raising it to his lips he spoke into it. “Steve I need you in section five ASAP bring Barnes with ya too. Natasha pull up the tapes in section five around three minutes ago and look for y/n. Once you find the clip write a report and put the fucker on the banned list”
“What am I looking for?” Natasha another security guard spoke back through the line.
“You’ll know when you see it.” was all Sam said. y/n had been working for the cash pit casino since she turned 18, now 20. She didn’t like the crime or the sin-filled place but she needed money, after leaving her mother's house due to the dysfunction and her mother always putting her cheating boyfriend over her own children y/n fled. She looked for jobs that didn’t require her to wear slutty uniforms (like the cash pit casino) but nothing paid like the job she had now.
The casino was run by an undercover mob boss James Barnes, James’ father started the family-owned casino but once it was passed down to James he added…a little side business. The casino was the perfect cover-up, before James established his power he would watch the city's gangs pimp his father for so-called protection. James promised himself he would never let people tell him what to do with his fucking money like his father did because his father didn't believe in breaking a few laws. James’ father was murdered when the casino was being robbed by the gang Hydra. That was 15 years ago and James is still in a war against them.
James was a cruel man. He was a womanizer, he never was satiated with one woman his endless cash flow brought in many women that he loved to play with…that was until his doe-eyed cotton tailed bunny came hopping through his casino doors in need of a job. At first, James just thought his obsession would go away, no woman could hold his attention for long. But she did, yet he knew the kind of world he lived in. It was no place for an innocent little bunny like her, he knew it was better to protect her from a distance. And so protecting her from a distance meant loving her from too. James never let anything happen to his servers, dancers, or any woman who worked for him, especially be unsafe in his building. But when it came down to his bunny, his girl, his love, and his obsession, he ordered she never be out of any of his men's sight. He made his men follow her everywhere, he even had a tracking device under her car. He would burn the world down for the one girl who made him soft.
James tried to be friendly to all his employees at his casino, talk to them, and make a legitimate workplace so no one would be suspicious. James lived for his short conversations with y/n, her giggles and shy smile made him want to kiss her all over her face. So when Steve his right-hand man threw open his office door with enough force to make it smack against the wall James was immediately pissed.
“Hey! What the fuck was that for!” James yelled at his best friend.
“It's y/n come upstairs.” James flew out of his chair grabbing his gun from under his desk top he and Steve started to walk to the main floor. No questions were asked when it came to girl.
“What the fuck happened” he asked.
“I don't know, sam said something happened with y/n and that we needed to get up there fast”
“Fuck! I swear to god if she’s hurt!”
When James and Steve made it upstairs his eyes searched for Sam and y/n. Sam had pulled y/n into the private smoke lounge that was empty.
“I feel so gross” y/n cried into sams shoulder
When Steve pointed at Sam and y/n James made a b line straight to her.
“What happened?!” he asked as he and Steve stepped through the curtain, Steve closing it once both were in the lounge.
James sat on the couch next to Y/n, pulling her into his arms his eyes softened.
“I-I was in my section asking if anyone needed anything and some guy asked me to come over s-so I did and he grabbed my bum and wouldn’t listen to me when I told him to stop”
“Steve go get him out of my casino” James ordered then his voice turned soft “Bunny baby look at me. It's okay now I'm here” he rocked her slightly in his arms, sam got up to step out to give y/n and James some privacy.
“There's my girl” he cooed at her when her eyes met his “You’re safe, he won't ever touch you again, no one will for that matter”
“Thank you, Mr. Barnes” she whispered to him, their eyes locked in on each other until he slid down to her lips. Her breathing got more shallow as James moved his left hand to the back of her neck. He pulled her closer onto his lap, his lips met her softer ones. The kiss was otherworldly, she had never being kissed like that before. Yet as soon as it happened it was over, the cold look in his eyes reappeared. James was hungry for his little bunny, but importantly he was scared. He was scared because he wanted her yet keeping her at a distance protects her from his mafia world but it doesn't protect her from everyone else’s . He had to make a choice, either let her go forever because of his ruthless world, or bring her with him, risk the danger but protect her better than any other man could.
James picked her up “Wh-what are you doing?” she asked confused
“I’m taking you home” When James said that she immediately thought of her home.
Walking through the back of the casino so no eyes could pray, once outside he continued to his newest black Audi. Putting her in the passenger seat, leaning down to buckle her up. y/n sucked in a breath, being so close to him had her reeling to reality. His cologne smelled so good, her in his arms made her almost forget that he was her boss. She had always thought he was handsome a not-so-small crush on him, she was especially flustered after their kiss. Just as he was finished buckling her up his cold blue eyes met her for an intense moment before he closed the door and walked around the front of the car. Opening his door and buckling himself, he started to pull out of the parking lot that was located behind the casino which was only for employees. James made his choice.
The drive was awkward for y/n she was shaken up by the creepy man and confused because her boss had kissed her but was now acting so cold. So caught up in her thoughts she didn't realize that he wasn't driving her to her home but to his. Only when the car pulled into a private driveway did she become aware.
“This isn't my house?” she hesitated to say.
“I know it's mine” he replied shortly. “Im confused, why are we at your house?”
James parked his car he turned to look at her, his eyes besotted on her, they would never leave her. James knew his eyes would never look at someone like they do for her, that he would look for her in every room for the rest of his life even though he could be miles away. He would never twant another person, she was his love, lamb, bunny, life, and soul, his future and he would die without her.
“y/n look at me. I want you to know now that after tonight I can't hind. I can't hide my feelings for you, I love you more than I could ever express with my words so please ju-just stay with me. Come inside, come home. I’ll love you for the rest of my life with or without you, but please doll be with me” he begged, pleaded, his eyes hoping with everything in him.
y/n stared at him, her breath gone. She couldn't believe he would ever want her. Yet her heart felt the same as his did, she longed for him, to see his rare smiles more frequent. She wanted to know him, to learn, to crave him, and never be able to live without him.
“Bunny, baby you’re killin’ me, say somethin’ let me be yours” he took her hands in his
“I love you James” she whispered before she let go of his hands and reached for the sides of his face. Pulling him in for a kiss, this one even more passionate, full of words now spoken, this kiss longer. Coming up for air from her magic James smiled against her lips chuckling.
“I love you y/n,” James said before getting out of the car, once on her side of the car he opened up the door holding her hand in his, he brought her hand up to his lips kissing it. y/n blushing while they walked into his their home.
The night was spent eating takeout in PJs (James' shirt and sweatpants that were hilariously too big for her) cuddling, kissing, playing, giggling, and learning about the love they would share for the rest of their lives.
The end
I had this song of repeat while I made this because it gives off shy but scary but sweet Bucky to me
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The Honeysuckle and the Thorn
♡ Pairing: Soft!Dark!Stepdad!Sheriff Lee Bodecker x Innocent!Fem!Reader
♡ Summary: He knew it was wrong to want his new wife’s daughter. He knew it was sinful to imagine him doing the most unholy things to her— but because it was wrong only made him want her more.
♡ Warnings: dark, innocence kink, age gap (reader in 20's), masturbation (both fem and male), dark sexual thoughts, pls read warnings
series masterlist ✧ part two
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | 18+ DARK
* You are responsible for your media consumption. Please do not proceed reading, if you have any kind of problem with any of the above written warnings.
It was only fair that he deserved just a bite. One simple taste of your lips— one long caress of your skin. The sensation of your hair threading in between his fingers as he tugged harshly on the strands. He deserved to hear the sweet cries that would fall from your lips— the sounds he would undoubtedly hear if he ever had his way with you.
He knew it was morally wrong, the thought sickening to want you as badly as he did. But the fact was, the more reasons he tried to tell himself that it was wrong to want you. Sparked more reasons he should have you. The thoughts of missed experiences, missed relationships— moments he'd never get to have if he didn't have you. He wasn't the perfect man, but he was deserving of something good— pure.
Lastly, maybe because it was so forbidden is what made it so desirable— made you so desirable.
Truthfully, he didn't want you at first. The infatuation... well more like obsession— burned slowly. The flame always lit, but it was until a specific moment had the flame raging into a passionate fire.
Lee had started to see your Mother, the two flirting shamelessly when the Sheriff would visit the diner that your Mother worked at. It was romantic at first— Lee coming to visit with flowers in hand. Compliments that he knew would make your Mother flush. He always knew how to leave her speechless, and he hadn't even had her yet. A couple dates fly by and Lee had finally devoured her— finally finding someone to soothe his fix. Someone to satisfy his hunger... for now.
The two were inseparable, never wanting to leave each others side. As your Mother craved Lee, his heart and mind— he only craved your Mother for one thing at first. As time passed, he could feel himself start to care for her. Not only did she satisfy his hunger— but she also listened to him when he needed to vent about stress at work.
A year passed and the passion slowly started to fade, but didn't vanish completely. He found himself busier at work, and at the same time your Mother was taking more shifts at the diner. Although the passion was fading, things seemed to be getting more serious as Lee and your Mother moved in together. Your Mother already had a beautiful home, small but charming. It was then Lee discovered she had a daughter— you.
Lee was frustrated upon finding out about you, knowing that kids only added stress to his life. He was unhappy— and you seemed to start a series of constant fights between Lee and your Mother. The fights seemed to happen almost every night— and despite the frustration and growing toxicity of it all. They still wanted to be with each other. It was becoming a use for company— a way to not feel so alone at the end of the day.
Tension lingered constantly until Lee had met you finally one day in the kitchen. He hadn't known your Mother let today be the day for the first meeting. She wasn't even here. Lee found himself trudging into the room for some much needed coffee before he left for work— when he found you in a silk nightgown. A very see through nightgown, in fact. It left little to the imagination.
"Morning darling." The sheriff greeted, watching you jump and almost drop the mug you were holding.
"Oh my— you scared m-me!" You gasped, holding a hand to your heart. "Good morning... uh what would you like me to call you?"
"Lee's fine sweetheart. You're the (Y/n) I hear so much about." He thought out loud, giving you a once over.
"Hopefully all good things." You tried to joke, but deep down were afraid your Mother had said something bad about you.
Lee chuckled to himself, not wanting to really tell you that he hadn't heard much about you. The more recent interactions between you and your Mother fights— instead of conversations.
"Mother wanted to be here when you woke up— but she was called for an emergency at the diner." You informed him and he grunted in understanding. "It's nice to meet you Lee. I just wanted to thank you for making my Mother so happy. I'm sure we are going to get along just fine— I promise I won't be any trouble."
Making your Mother happy? Lee thought. She must be putting on a front for you— because things hadn't exactly been a walk in the park. Overall he appreciated you not being a demon child. In fact— you were much older than he was expecting you to be.
"Pleasure to meet ya darling— we will get along just fine." He told you with a smirk.
You smiled his way, before moving around the kitchen— trying to busy yourself from his intense stare that had your cheeks flushing.
Lee didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt an itch burning— a craving that needed to be satisfied. You were so young— so new to the big bad world.
He hummed and let his eyes roam over your figure again, taking in the way your nipples were poking through the nightgown. He had to bite his lip to keep the groan from escaping his lips. He could feel his pants growing tight from the sight of your eyes glancing up to him— so innocently like you weren’t standing here practically half naked in front of him.
“Does your Mother usually let you wear stuff like that?” He asked, speaking down to you.
You bit your own lip, looking down at your nightgown, the silk hiding very little of your body. You knew to never wear it out in public— but he was your Stepfather so you assumed it was okay.
“Y-yes… why do you want me to change?” You asked shyly, feeling insecure about what you were wearing in front of him now.
“Of course not sweetheart— you just gotta be careful dressing like that in front of strangers.” He pointed out, “You don’t have to worry when I’m around— I’ll protect you.”
You smiled at his protection, knowing you and your another were in good hands. If only you got a glimpse inside his mind.
“Thank you Lee, my Mother and I are lucky to have you around.” You told him, watching his smirk grow into a larger smile. “Would you like some coffee?”
He nodded and hummed, sitting down at the kitchen table, watching your body through the nightgown as you worked around the kitchen, getting the coffee prepared for him.
You finally set the cup of coffee down in front of him, standing close enough where Lee would get a whiff of your vanilla, buttery scent of your skin. The faintest smell of strawberries from your shampoo. It was like your scent was a drug— the smell filling his senses and pulling him into a trance.
The itch burned worse— the craving intensifying.
“Thanks darling, look at you being so helpful. Such a good girl, helping your stepdaddy get ready for the day.” He cooed, placing his free hand around on your back, stroking the exposed soft skin of the open back of the nightgown.
His touch made you shiver, the skin he was touching buzzing pleasantly. His hands were rough and textured, lightly scratching your smooth skin.
You looked away from him, trying to hide your flustered state. His touch and his words had you feeling fuzzy— a pleasant haze floating around your brain. It confused you.
“W-will you make it home in time to have dinner with Mother and I tonight?” You asked him, despite the butterflies floating around your tummy.
He moved his hand from the middle of your back to your hip, squeezing the flesh in his massive hands palming almost the entirety of your hip. The action made you gasp, your lower abdomen tingling.
“I’ll be there darling.” He whispered as he was even closer to you now.
You felt your body warming up from his body heat, despite the house being cool. Every time he’d touch you, your body had an odd reaction— one that you didn’t understand. But it had you squirming uncomfortably, not from him. From the fact that you suddenly needed something to soothe this tingle that kept creeping up.
“O-okay.” You breathed out, escaping him once he let you go, paying attention to his coffee.
You used that as your opportunity to leave the room without another peep, heading towards your room where you would lock yourself in— trying to understand this itch you so needed to scratch now. You sat on your bed wondering why you felt so unsettled, so incomplete. You were frustrated and decided to jump into the shower, get yourself fresh and clear your mind— then you’d head to the library.
You took your time in the shower, scrubbing your body all over— making sure every inch of your flesh was clean. You washed your hair, and soon as you found yourself done with your routine— you stayed standing under the water. You stared blankly at the shower wall as you were deep in thought. Your hand had a kind of its own, and you found yourself palming your tit.
You let your finger drag ever so slowly over the bud, and you had to bite your other hand to keep the gasp from escaping.
You felt utterly filthy. Even as you stood squeaky clean in the shower— you knew Mother would be so disappointed at your doing such sinful acts. You knew you should stop, drop your hands and get out— but your thumb continued to swipe and circle your bud, the sensation making you sigh into your hand.
It was something you had never felt before and you wondered— if it was so bad, why’d it feel so good?
The water started to turn cold, going unnoticed by you who was slipping into a blissful state— drowning out the world with the delicious sensation.
Little did you know, Lee had picked the lock on your door and was watching your silhouette through the curtain from the doorway— his own hand palming himself through his pants.
He watched with lust blown eyes as you played with yourself, the delicious quiet whines escaping your lips in a sweet melody. God he wanted to be the one to pull such sounds from you.
He didn’t know how this was going to work, he wasn’t sure he could control himself around you with your Mother around. He guess he would find out soon enough.
For now he scurried off with an aching member, heading into work— the only image of your bare body in his mind.
A/N: this series is gonna be filthy, get ready👀
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Taken Care of Part 2 Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warning: Mentions of depression, Loss of a child, Dark themes, Forced marriage, forced relationship, forced pregnancy, baby trapping, age gap, Non, Con, Manipulation, Grooming,
After much yelling and crying at the two super soliders to leave, you are now sandwiched between them in bed, this was not uncommon especially when you had to go with them on a mission to decrypt something when Tony wasn’t available, Natasha always called them your guard dogs,
They were both fast asleep, You were wide awake, not able to sleep,
You can’t remember the last time you slept. Your back was pressed against Steve’s chest while Bucky’s arm is over your hip,
You sighed slowly peeling Bucky’s arm off you, You crawl out of bed quietly, tip toeing out of the room, You just didn’t have the heart to wake the two.
You make your way to the kitchen, passing the nursery, slowly opening the door, the room was decorated with blue walls, a white crib, a mobile with wales on it, a blue nursing chair, a gray dresser and changing table,
You place your hand over your mouth, tears welling up your eyes closing the door before you had another shut down, you walk towards the bathroom popping a few pills, they were depression pills it was bad enough to lose your child but having post part-om depression is the worst of it, because you don’t even get to hold your child, You grip the edge of the sink feeling like you couldn’t breath, You were having a panic attack
You couldn’t breath you felt like someone was cutting off your oxygen, You slide down the wall trying to catch your breath, you felt like someone was choking you, this was always happening,
suddenly you felt and arm around you,
“Shh, Kitten breathe..” He says
You hear Bucky’s voice
“Deep breaths, in and out.” He says his hand rubbing your arm,
“You don’t have to be here.” you say,
“of course we do.” Steve walks in,
They pull you to your feet,
“You are suffering and we are not just going to stand by.” Steve says
He rubs his hands up and down your arms.
Bucky was now behind you his lips on your neck,
You try to push them away, but they are strong, and won’t budge,
“W-What are you-” You say your hands against Steve’s chest.
“We’re gonna make you happy.” Bucky says
“W-Wait we’re friends.” You say in a panic
“Yes we are, and we’re done waiting for you to realize you are perfect for us.” Steve says
You cannot believe what they were saying,
“You have been broken enough by losers, Let us show you what a real man is, not one who abandons you when you get knocked up, Not one who makes you lose a child because of stress, no, no, A man supports his girl.” Bucky says as his lips trail down your neck from behind, his hands firmly on your hips, Steve on the other hand has his hand roaming up the inside of your tank top,
“A man loves her no matter what.” Steve says kissing the other side of your neck, You try not to give into them, but it almost felt as if your senses were coming to life.
“W-Wait..” You try to speak but a moan escapes your lips as Steve’s hand twists your breast,
Steve’s lips capture yours in a possessive kiss, it felt as if he was sucking the air out of your lungs, Your hands still on Steve’s chest suddenly fist his shirt as he kisses you harder while Bucky is still attacking your neck,
Bucky’s hand slips inside your pajama pants and past your panties, slipping past your wet folds,
“God she’s wet Steve.” Bucky whispers nipping at your earlobe
Steve finally releasing you from the possessive kiss, smiles down at you,
“You will never have to worry about pain again, or loss we will take care you doll.” Steve says as he has your chin in his grip,
“But-” You began,
“It wasn’t a request kitten, you are ours now, no exceptions, we have waited for far too long.” Bucky says as his fingers pump in and out of you causing you to lose whatever argument you had as your head is thrown back into Bucky’s shoulder, the pleasure coursing through you,
And you feel the wave of pleasure come crashing down on you as you Cum hard, Bucky pulls his fingers out of you bringing them to his lips,
“Mmm, you taste better than I imagined kitten.” He says
“I can’t wait any longer,” Steve says scooping you up in his arms taking you back to your bedroom, laying you on your bed, hovering over you,
“Take your shirt off now.” He says in a commanding voice you look over at Bucky who just smiles and nods at you telling you to do as you are told,
You shakily take your tank top off revealing your black laced bra
Steve’s hand slowly roaming from your stomach to your breasts,
“Mmm, just as beautiful as I imagined.” He says in a low voice,
“Are you ready to please your husbands?” He asks,
“But your not my-” You began,
He cuts you off by placing his index finger on your lips,
“Not yet but soon enough.” He says kissing your belly, and making his way up,
“We’ll take care of you.” He says
He quickly unclasps your bra throwing it on the floor,
You try to push him away,
“S-Stop.” You say
Steve quickly pins your hands by each side of your head,
“We are not going to stop, you are ours now kitten.” Bucky says you feel him pull your Pajama pants off along with your panties, The bikini cut from your C-Section now a scar, knowing they see it,
You turn your head trying to hold your tears,
“Don’t worry doll, you are beautiful.” Steve kisses the side of your neck before, wrapping his mouth around your breast you bite your lip trying not to egg them on,
And suddenly you can feel Bucky between your legs, His talented tongue enter your folds, you arch your back, squeezing Steve’s laced fingers,
“That loser never made you feel this good did he?” Steve asked his blue eyes shimmering in the moonlight,
You didn’t understand what was happening, they never behaved like this before, Suddenly you felt two fingers enter you and you arched your back letting out a gasp,
“That’s it kitten give in.” Bucky says
“N-No, Stop,” You gasp
“Really? Because you body says differently.” Steve says with a chuckle,
Suddenly you feel the pressure it was all becoming too much, between, Bucky’s tongue and fingers, and Steve’s mouth on your breast, you felt yourself losing control, you could feel yourself clamp around Bucky’s fingers,
“That’s it Kitten, cum for us.” Bucky says and suddenly you feel yourself cum hard, you let out a loud moan,
“Mmm, I enjoyed that kitten,” Bucky says
smirking from between your legs, Steve still had your hands pinned beside your head you see Bucky get up and quickly undress, it wasn’t a secret that both soliders had magnificent bodies,
Steve lets go of your hands, to undress you try to get up to make a run for it But Bucky was already restraining you,
“No running kitten we are just getting started.” Bucky says as he has you pinned,
“You ready?” He says
You shake your head no you didn’t want this, Bucky grabs both of your thighs lining himself up and slowly pushing himself in, You gasp at the intrusion, He was bigger than anything you’ve had before, thicker, he kept inching himself in, until he bottomed out, You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until Steve was kneeling beside you,
“Breathe doll.” Steve says petting your head,
You do as he says,
“How does she feel?” Steve asks,
“God, Fucking amazing, she so damn tight.” Bucky grunts,
Bucky pulls almost out completely and slams back into you causing you to let out a loud moan, arching your back at how rough he was being,
His hands squeezing your thighs knowing you were going to have bruises, Bucky continued his rough and fast pace, grunting and groaning as he continued to slam into you, You could see Steve, Pumping himself with his hand watching the scene, You couldn’t believe this was happening they were your best friends, and now they were doing this to you,
“God, I can’t wait to see you full with our children.” Bucky grunted,
This caused you to freeze, Shaking your head no,
“No, Please.” You say trying to get him off of you, but he pinned you to the bed by your throat,
“Yes, you are perfect for us.” Steve grunts still pumping himself,
“We will take care of you and the children,” Bucky says grunting,
You can feel the pressure building, squeezing him tightly,
“That’s it kitten Cum for me.” He says continuing his hard and fast brutal pace, And you feel yourself Cum hard again, arching your back as you let out a loud, Moan,
A few hard and fast thrusts and You feel Bucky Cum inside of you, feeling the tears welling up in your eyes, He pulls out of you and you are about to get up when You are flipped on your Stomach, And Steve has you by the hips,
“My turn.” He says his voice almost feral
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Worth It
Pairings: Stalker! I.T Steve
Warnings: Lurking/ Stalking (Please do not read if any of this content is triggering to you!)
A/n: Hello! It's been such a long time since I've shared anything. I'm at work. I sat down this morning and decided to write this instead of doing anything at my desk 👀.
Enjoy!
(Steve just wants to see you happy after all)
Waking up an hour early would be worth it.
Listening to finance bros drone on and on about their latest trade, and how much they expected in returns at 7 am loudly in the buildings coffee shop was worth it.
Nearly spilling his own drink trying to make it to your desk in time was worth it.
Seeing your smile would be his special treat for the day.
Steve slipped into your office under the covers of the early morning hours. Making brisk work of placing your favorite fall drink on your desk before anyone arrives in your department.
The week wasn't kind to you. Steve watched as you received email after email asking you to cover for your colleague, who picked up a bug that's been making its way around the office.
To say you were stressed was an understatement.
Steve was worried about you. You were the first to come in and the last to leave. You hadn't even logged into your Netflix account to watch your usual shows. Steve was missing spending that time with you. Simultaneously putting on whatever show you decided to watch. He didn't feel as close to you this week.
He was hoping this hot cup of your favorite fall drink would help brighten your gloomy week.
He quickly grabbed a sticky note and scribbled a note for you. He had to get out of your office, but not before cutting your webcam on. He couldn't wait to see you this morning.
Friday.. you felt like you could see the light at the end of the tunnel. This week was hellish, but Friday, your sweet savior had arrived.
You made your way through the office flicking on lights, opening the blinds. Today would be a good day, you could feel it.
Moving briskly to your office door. Your mind raced, a long list already forming of a million things in mind to get wrapped up today.
Sitting down with your purse and keys. You noticed a large Starbucks cup sitting at the end of your desk. You reached for the note it sat on top of.
You grinned at the note. This was so sweet. You needed to hear that after this long week.
Taking a sip from the cup, the cool foam and warm drink met you like an open hug. This was your favorite drink to get when the season changed.
Angie must have dropped this off for you. She'd been your rock this week as you IM back and forth about the work that didn't stop pulling up.
The sweet drink set the tone for the workday at hand.
Today would be a great day. You made quick work to put on your favorite playlist. Sipping your drink, glancing at the sweet note and smiling.
You were ready to power through Friday.
Steve couldn't help the wide grin spread across his face. He watched as you sipped and typed away at your desk.
You were happy.
All he needed was to see your smile, that had been few and far in-between this week.
He pressed play on the same playlist you'd just made and got to work with his own task for the day.
He knew getting up early this morning would be worth it.
Hope you enjoyed this little drabble!
My writing is a little rusty but hopefully I can post more soon 💛.
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I'm Sorry
Pairing: Softdark!Lumberjack! Bucky X Fem!Reader
warnings: Angst, fluff??, manipulation, implied imprisonment, implied dubcon/noncon depending on how you interpret it, Not beta red, written on my phone while sleep deprived, tell me if I missed anything.
word count: 1.13k
summary: You made Bucky mad, and he makes you apologize for your "wrong doing"
You didn't hear the door slam, you didn't even hear him come into the house or walk upstairs and open the door.
"Honey," he spoke from the doorway, his voice soft and soft and smooth.
You sucked up a breath and slowly lifted your head, the ache at the back of your neck made you wince. Your arms and legs were bound to the bed so you couldn't escape.
Bucky had two things in hand, a small thin box and something that looked like a bouquet. The black room made it hard to tell just from the light behind him.
"Hey there," he greeted, turning on the lights with a smile on his face.
Wincing at the sudden brightness, you closed your eyes and waited to adjust to the light before opening them. The first thing that caught your eye wasn't the gifts, but how sweaty he was, his red and white chequered flannel shirt was open revealing his chiselled and toned chest, his skin sheen with sweat, his hair was scruffed up, strands escaped the hair tie and was free to go wild, a few strands sticking up from his scalp. You couldn't lie, he always looked good after chopping down some trees, and while he's doing it is even better. Some days if you wake up early enough, you can hear him grunt and groan, followed by the sound of wood splitting.
Shaking your head and clearing your mind, your eyes wander to the gifts; a box of your favourite chocolate and a bouquet, bright red and fresh roses and soft pink tulips with other flowers and green decorations you didn't know the name of. It was nice, considerate even, but it was from him. And you didn't want anything from him.
"You like them? I picked them myself, thought of you," he explained with a smile, walking over to you, his heavy boots making the floorboards creak with every step. You still wonder how he gets around the house with no shoes in silence.
"Don't want them," you hissed, turning your head and facing away from him.
A month you've been here. A month being in this room. A month being in this house unwillingly. You just walked passed his shop a few months ago, and here you are, tied to a bed so you can't escape, no one looking for you, and with James fucking Barnes. The hot lumberjack who is the most fucked up person you've ever met!
Bucky was stunned at your words, he gets up at the ass crack of dawn to work, and then he feeds you and cares for you even when you're having a bad day. He thought it'll be nice to treat you, but this is how you repay him?
"I'm sorry?" He asked as it came out as a chuckle, keeping his anger at bay.
"You heard me! I. Don't.want.them." You spat, turning your heat, eyebrows furrow, your jaw tight before you looked away again.
The control over his anger snapped.
"Listen here, missy!" He yelled, grabbing your shirt and yanking you towards him, earning him a gasp.
"I'm the only one who works around here; I feed you, I look after you, I make sure you're comfortable, I make sure that you're happy here. And this is the thanks I get?" He snarled. "I try my damn hardest, and this is what I get. Someone who is an ungrateful girl! Thanks, it lets me know I'm appreciated around here!"
He threw you back down on the bed, bouncing at the force as you watched him storm out, slamming the door behind him and storming down the stairs. You didn't know when you started to cry but you felt the hot tears trickle down your cheeks. You hated yelling in general, and that lost you. You hated it.
You kept your sobs at bay as you laid down on the comfortable bed, the soft pillows embarrassing you and your tears. You couldn't even hug yourself since the restraints were too short.
You stared at the blank ceiling as tears continued to flow. You didn't get it though. You were crying over him yelling at you. He was upset. And that made you upset. Why? It shouldn't have! What's happening?
It took you a few minutes to calm down but the sounds of Bucky grunting and the sound of the logs being split in two in one or two hits wasn't a good sign.
You turned to your side and listened to his grunts as they lulled you to sleep, the pillow still wet on your cheek.
Bucky had walked back in a few hours later, his anger gone and what was left was hurt. He wanted to care for you. He loves you! Yes, he did take you from your home, but it was for a good cause! You love him too. He knows it. You may not yet, but he knows that deep down in that big heart of yours, you love him and you'll forgive everything that he's done.
He sighed as he made his way upstairs with a glass of water. He saw red when he was yelling at you, but when he heard the soft sobs after he walked out made his heart shatter into a million pieces. But it is what you deserve. You're in his house, and he rests you like a guest but you're rude. Hopefully, you've learnt.
Slowly, he opened the door to your room and smiled as he saw you sleeping peacefully. You did look a little uncomfortable due to the soft rope, but he had to ensure you weren't going anywhere.
Bucky silently walked over to you, sliding off his shoes and quietly laying next to you on top of the covers. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you to his chest. You must have woken up from it because you looked behind you, your face had fear written all over it.
"I do anything for you, I do everything. I thought that you'd like them, but apparently not…" he mumbled, shaking his head "think you have something to say to me,"
Your brain screamed at you to not say anything, to keep your eyes away from his, but your eyes met his beautiful blue ones. The softness towards you, the love and admiration no one ever gave you. "I'm sorry, Bucky. Having a bad day…" you whisper, looking down. "I do like them I just… miss home,"
"This is your home, honey. I promise, it will look better than this with our children, but baby steps," he smiled, planting a kiss on your head before kissing down your cheek, to your neck.
"I think I have an idea how to cheer you up,"
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Hey. I got a short drabble idea for your Wonka story, if you'll have it. Since you're trying to get into more dark stuff.
The idea is this: Wonka thinks he has Sapphire and Ruby trapped in his "wonderland", but by some freak accident, they find a way to escape and he. is. pissed.
✎ᝰ ── 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨! I'm thoroughly relieved to be finished with this and excited to be posting this. this is my first dark!fic. don't expect this to be like my previous stories. this is the first thing I've written that I had fun with. it's the first serious thing I've done since struggling with writer's block. this prompt fill is the one after after the intro fic (this is what I've been up to lately. join me!)
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𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: Dark!AU, Future Fic, Canon Compliant. Prompt-driven story
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: The saying goes: “Never, ever accept a gift from a fae. And never, ever verbally say thank you for a gift. It implies that the receiver owes them something, like food, your firstborn, or a favor (no matter how deranged).”
If only she had known this warning when meeting the unpredictable, tricky, and arrogant magician Willy Wonka. She fears her precious daughter is going to have to pay the ultimate price for her moment of temporary short-sightedness. Especially when her daughter doesn't heed her warnings.
People change over the years. People are also multifaceted and can have contradicting factors about themselves. Her daughter will find that she was kept away and hidden for a reason.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: love/hate, meet rude/meet ugly, secret children, mentions of violence/blood during a hallucination, abuse of trust, Willy is a bit rude, obsessive and dark Willy Wonka, dark fairytale elements, and taking inspiration from the actor's few insane moments and running with it
𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Written in 3rd person. Named child character. Named mother!reader if you want to imagine that, or named OC; she's named Sapphire, inspired by the singing lady in the tram scene
“I was young when I first made the deal with him,” she had described herself to Noodle Slugworth Smith, the next in line to inherit the Slugworth empire and fortune. When she first met the soon-to-be-known magician she was indeed several years younger than him despite looking older than she actually was… She wonders if that was another reason he continuously manipulated her and kept her in his clutches…
To be exact, she first “met” him in passing on a tram car on the way to clock-in at her job. He’d been posing as a tram ticket collector and had offered her and a friend a piece of chocolate each to sample—something she would have declined had her friend not pointed him out and his reputation throughout the past several months not preceded him.
But even before he announced himself and began handing out samples throughout the tram car, Sapphire had thought none the wiser, his face blending in among the sea of others. That, along with already being distracted because she was on her way to work, then the candy’s influence to dance and sing on the crowded tram that quickly became overwhelming before the police even showed up, she wouldn’t have been able to pick out his face from a line-up even if she wanted to.
Which is why when she came across him once more sometime later, it made sense why she hadn’t recognized him: clothes really can make the difference about a person.
Now sometime later and at a laundromat on a rainy day, Sapphire has no reason to know that the tall man alone in a far corner was the previously unknown, enigmatic chocolatier that swept in and gradually took her city by storm. At the laundromat, he looks so ordinary and unnoticeable, staring off at a point unseen. She doesn’t give him any acknowledgement beyond a few glances to mind her distance.
It has been an angry and dark overcast for the past week, the air heavy with humidity and the promise of rain that never came.
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Day 10 of @creativepromptsforwriting's 30 Days Writing Challenge - Use the title: Promises made, promises kept
A/N: Stalker Bucky is back! This is a part 2 to Day 6's prompt - write about a blackout. I kind of don't like it and it feels very cringey and also doesn't really match the prompt but I tried :']
Content / Trigger Warnings: Stalking, breaking and entering(?), reader has terrible flight or fight instincts and the ending is disgusting -If I missed any please let me know
I am not responsible for the media you consume, read the warnings, minors DNI
30 Days Writing Challenge Masterlist
Word count: 887
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"You're all mine."
You haven't seen James since that night, well you haven't seen him at all, actually. When the power came back on James walked out the door and you were too scared to turn around and see what he looked like. So, his appearance is still a mystery but he hasn't been back to talk to you for three weeks, he hasn't even left you a note and the feeling of being watched is less prominent. Maybe he's finally stopped stalking you and found someone else to torment. That night still plays heavy on your mind, the hug, his words, the possessiveness that oozed from his voice. You thought he was going to come back, but wouldn't be have done so by now? Why wait? Whatever, you're just glad he's gone, no more creepy notes to find, no reason to be scared of the shadows anymore. That's what you tell yourself, anyway, yet you keep finding yourself looking over your shoulder when in dark rooms, expecting him to be standing there watching you. But he never is.
The bad weather continued, there was a storm almost every night, luckily the power stayed on every time but that didn't stop you from being terrified. Would he come back if the power went out? Was he just biding his time? No, if he was he would've kept leaving you notes. He's gone.
Tonight's storm was particularly brutal. You finally felt safe enough to turn some of the lights off in your house, the lightning was illuminating all the dark corners your lamps didn't reach. This time you were in your bedroom, your phone fully charged, ready for if the power went out. But he wouldn't come back, James was gone. You had been camping out on your bed the past hour, still scared you might find him lurking in your home, but by now you really needed a drink. Desperately. So, you plucked up all your courage (which was not a lot), and opened your bedroom door to go to the kitchen, taking your phone with you.
When you got there you half expected to see a note on your counter, but nothing was there. No notes, no James. You poured yourself a glass of water, downed it in a few gulps, just to fill it up again and make your way back to your bedroom.
When you got there and saw what was on your bed you almost dropped the glass, you would have if you weren't holding it with both hands. A piece of lined paper, folded in half. You set the glass on your bedside table, just so you could stand there and panic without having to worry about dropping it. He's back. Or maybe he never left. He was in your bedroom. It barely took you two minutes to go to the kitchen and come back and in that time he had put that note there. He's in your house. He's watching you. Has he been watching you this whole time? You thought he left. Fuck.
Finally, you settled on reading the note, though you approached it as if it were a snake about to bite you. The same messy handwriting was scribbled at the top, handwriting you hadn't seen in three weeks.
Please don't be scared. You know I'm watching you so there's no need to be scared. I'll keep you safe.
- Love, James
Right as you finished reading the room suddenly went pitch black. The power went out. And your phone... Is in the kitchen. You set it down on the counter to take a drink and never picked it up again. Wow, your survival instincts are terrible.
Just like last time, a few seconds later you heard his footsteps before you felt him. He was behind you, his hands on your hips. The left hand was cool, not quite cold but it didn't feel like blood was pumping through it. But his right hand was warm, meaning he wasn't outside recently. How long had he been in your house without you knowing about it? You didn't have time to think about it when he placed his head on your left shoulder, his right hand coming round to take the note from you.
"I can feel you shaking." He was talking just above a whisper like last time, not sounding like a stalker at all, breath fanning just below your ear. "There's no need, I'm right here."
He started slowly turning the both of you around, before gently pulling you back toward the bed. Again you froze, unable to do anything except lay down on the bed with him, his warm body spooning you from behind, again an action that was supposed to be comforting and was anything but.
"You thought I left you. I saw you. I guess it's kind of my fault for not speaking to you since that night, I should have left you something. I was planning on just giving you that note and leaving you alone tonight but then the power went out and I knew you'd be scared." It was him that scared you. But you have a feeling he wouldn't accept that fact very well. It didn't really seem like he wanted you to talk right now anyway, so you just kept quiet and stared into the darkness of the room, the occasional strike of lightning illuminating the furniture. James seemed content to ramble on whether you answered him or not.
"I hope you know I'm never gonna leave you. I'm honestly a little offended you ever thought I would. But I forgive you, I know I just haven't made myself clear enough." He paused for a second, and that was enough time for you to dread what he was going to say next.
"I said it before and I'll say it again. I'm not gonna lose you. I'm not gonna let anybody take you from me. You're all mine. And I'll keep saying it until you believe me. I promise."
You don't think you're ever going to be able to get rid of him. Not as long as he keeps that promise.
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B1 for sleazy rockstar ari with the pop princess
𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | sleazy rockstar!Ari Levinson x inexperienced!famous!reader [PR stunt fic]
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | daddy!ari, soft dark themes and elements. only at the beginning: smut - minors dni, fingering (f), dirty talk, daddy kink. Reader’s stage name is Angel.
𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | You and Ari attend the premier of your new movie.
Yandere Prompt: B is for... Brand 1. “I’m going to engrave myself into your very being.”
𝗪/𝗖 | 507
𝗔/𝗡 | a super tiny tiny peek into this verse. maybe i’ll announce this fic title and the band moodboards soon !! again, he isn't yandere but you get the vibe.
The windows could be foggy, the limo could be rocking but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care about anything but the rush of tingles fluttering through your body, soaking down your thighs and all over Ari’s hand.
“That’s it, make a mess for daddy.” He groans heavily, roughly rubbing your clit through the cotton, prolonging your high. “Look so fuckin’ pretty all dressed up. I couldn’t let this pussy think I forgot about her, hm?”
Shudders rock through your body as he traces over your wet panties, A-R-I… “You know how good my name would look here?” You branded with his name in dark ink—that was a fucking dream. He massages the inside of your thigh, continuing to write the rest of his name, claiming you with his touch. “One day, I’m going to engrave myself into your very being. Let everyone know that you’re mine.”
But you weren’t, not yet.
“Are you relaxed now, princess?” He asks, licking his fingers clean, those chunky silver rings catching the light. It was exhilarating, introducing you to all sorts of things—tainting the innocence that defined you.
“Y-Yes, thank you.” You squirm as the cool fabric sticks to you, already feeling uncomfortable. You’ll have to tolerate it until you go inside because there was no chance you’d walk the carpet without underwear.
“Good girl. Now put on a big smile for the cameras.” You grin, hoping the warmth on your face will calm down quickly. “And remember what I told you earlier.”
After growing up in the spotlight, it should be easy to fake smiles and glee. But you hadn’t always been in the limelight, only recently you were shoved into the public’s view, all to further your career and live on in the legacy of your famous parents.
“Tonight is about me, and I shouldn’t let anyone make me feel inferior.”
Sometimes, you found yourself believing the lie too. Pushing aside the relentless orders from your management team about staged appearances or calculated social media activities, you could fade into that heaven of fame, white flashes and young love. In those daydreams, you and Ari were really dating and madly in love—not just two people caught up in the world of tabloids and rumours, and definitely more than friends.
He beams, kissing your knuckles. “That’s daddy’s little star. You’re gonna knock ‘em dead, and be the prettiest gal on the carpet.” He goes to open the door and be the perfect gentleman that will have the world swooning, but you stop him.
“W-Wait, Ari, your—your thing.” You nervously point to the tent in his slacks, they were tight enough and clung to his thick thighs, but his excitement was awfully visible.
He smirks, “You wanna take care of it, angel?”
“No—not here. We have to go.” You frown, “is your team okay with you going out like that?”
“Mhm. Not like the world hasn’t seen my dick before. Plus, everyone will know just how much I’m into you.” As they say in the industry, any publicity is good publicity.
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The deadly leadings of the heart
Coming soon! Soft dark CEO Bucky Barnes x sweet virgin reader This will be a very long one shot, maybe a two a parter 🤷🏻♀️
Warnings: innocent kink, unprotected sex, stalking, dub con, virginity lose, age gap reader 22 Bucky 34, rough sex, yelling, crying, mean Bucky,  possessive behavior, obsessive behavior,  that’s all for now.
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This song literally breeds soft dark Bucky wanting sweet reader, it was the inspiration lol
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The Honeysuckle and the Thorn (masterlist) ♡
♡ Series Pairing: Soft Dark!Stepdad!Sheriff Lee Bodecker x Innocent!Fem!Reader
♡ Series Summary: He knew it was wrong to want his new wife’s daughter. He knew it was sinful to imagine him doing the most unholy things to her— but because it was wrong only made him want her more.
♡ Series Warnings: dark, innocence kink, age gap (reader in 20's), masturbation, dark sexual thoughts, slight self hate, pussy rubbing, pussy slapping, slight daddy kink, manipulation, corruption, spitting, clit slapping
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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | SERIES 18+
* You are responsible for your media consumption. Please do not proceed reading, if you have any kind of problem with any of the above written warnings.
⇨ Chapter One
→ He knew it was wrong to want his new wife’s daughter. He knew it was sinful to imagine him doing the most unholy things to her— but because it was wrong only made him want her more.
⇨ Chapter Two
→ The Sheriff is having a hard time containing the beast that wants to devour you. He finds you walking home and decides to give you a ride.
⇨ Chapter Three
→ coming soon.
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Taken Car of Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader
Taken Care of Soft Dark Steve Rogers x Soft Dark Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: You suffered the loss of a still born baby, You are best friends with the two super soliders, but what happens when they come to comfort you
Warning: Mentions of a loss of a baby, mentions of depression, mentions of drinking, baby trapping, breeding kink, forced relationship, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, Non Con
You stare out the window of your small town house home, a blanket draped over your shoulders as you watch the snow fall, a small cup of hot chocolate in your hands, you catch a gimps of your refection, your hair a knotted mess, dark circles under your eyes, your eyes puffy from all the crying,
It had been three months, since it happened, you close your eyes at the memory when you first found out you were pregnant you were so thrilled, you were excited at the thought of being a mom,
You didn’t really have any parental figures growing up your parents died when you were ten, and you jumped foster homes, running away at just fifteen, learning to survive when you realized you had a talent for hacking and building stuff,
At age eighteen you were recruited by Tony Stark and shield Now only twenty two you had an amazing job and place to call home, that’s where you met Steve and Bucky, you and the two super soliders were close,
You met your ex boyfriend at the nearby coffee shop on your break, the two of you dated for about a year and a half when you found out about being pregnant he was less than thrilled about the news, when you told the two super soliders Bucky told you he was a dick and needed to be taught a lesson, Steve on the other hand said he didn’t deserve you, But still He was trying sort of, his first reaction was for you to abort the baby, but that was not how you worked, the two of you fought for two weeks about the situation,
When he realized you were not going to do that he left you, you didn’t care, you were so happy to be having a baby, setting up your spare room as a nursery,
You wipe a tear away from your cheek,
You were 39 weeks, when you got your ultrasound finding out that he wasn’t moving, they did an emergency C-Section and he was still born, Meaning he wasn’t alive. It broke your heart, you knew it was from all the stress your Ex had put on you.
You took a leave of absence from the avengers for the time being, they understood, Steve and Bucky had been away on a mission when everything happened, no one was allowed to call them since they were undercover and you didn’t want to frankly,
Everyone tried calling you or coming by to at least check on you but you never answered, you just didn’t have the heart to talk about how you were,
You were a mess, your home was a mess, you no longer ate, or slept, all you could think about was losing him, your child, you never got to witness his first cry, or see him open his eyes, You were never going to see him smile for the first time, or celebrate his first birthday, you could feel the tears falling from your face again, setting the coco down and burying your head in your knees,
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, You didn’t bother moving, you just assumed it was Wanda or Nat they both checked on you daily but you never would answer,
The knock was loud, You look at the clock it was past three in the morning,
“Y/N, we know you are in there open the door.” You hear Steve’s voice,
Still you don’t make any attempts to move,
You keep your head buried in your knees, the knocking gets louder,
“Y/N open the damn door before I knock it down!” You hear Bucky,
They must have just gotten back for their mission and heart the news,
You sigh, standing up walking down the stairs to the living room where it is littered with bottles of beer, water bottles and all sorts of trash, you are a Meticulous cleaner, you keep your place and work space clean as a whistle but you didn’t have the energy to care,
the blanket still draped over your shoulders, wearing a black spaghetti strapped tank top, and red plaid pajama pants, you unlock the front door, cracking it slightly seeing the two super soliders,
“What do you want?” Your voice raspy from crying, they looked at each other
“Let us in.” Bucky says
“No.” You try to shut the door in their faces but Steve’s hand stops the door,
“That wasn’t a request.” He says they both walk past you.
“Tony says you haven’t been in work for three months, or answering anyone’s calls.” Steve says
You sigh shutting the door.
“So.” You say walking past them,
“Do you two want anything to drink?’ You say walking into the kitchen.
“We didn’t come here for refreshments kitten.” Bucky says
“Then why did you come?” You asked looking over your shoulder as you are looking in the fridge bent over
“We are worried.” Steve says
“Don’t be I’m fine.” You say
“Really? Because by the looks of this place and you, it doesn’t seem that way.” Bucky says
All you had in the fridge was beer and juice so you grabbed a beer, opening it, They were highly concerned because you were not a big drinker, But you didn’t care, you didn’t care you didn’t care about anything you just wanted this pain to stop, just as you were about to take a sip Bucky took it from your hand,
You sighed,
“Why are you to here?” You ask,
“Because we heard what happened,” Steve says
You sighed again walking towards your couch sitting down.
“Look I appreciate it but I’m fin-” You began,
“No your not, and we are not leaving now that we see the condition you are in.” Bucky says
You look him in the eyes and for the first time since they arrived you can see a hint of anger but concern in his eyes.
#soft dark fic#mcu smut#soft dark Steve Rogers#soft dark Bucky Barnes#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes smut#bucky barnes fanfiction#steve rogers imagine#steve rogers fanfiction#dark steve x smut reader#steve rogers x reader#dark bucky barnes#obsessive bucky barnes#obsessive steve rogers#protective bucky barnes#protective steve rogers#depressed reader
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Friends help each other
Requested: No
Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Semi Dark!Obesssive!Tommy, innocent!reader, loss of virginity, coercion, manipulation (but make it hot), dub/con, I think that’s it.
A/n: Both you and Tommy are 19 in this and it’s set around the start of motley.
Summary: Your best friend invites you over to his house, but it’s not what you expected.
You laughed over the loud rock and roll music that was playing from the stereo of Tommy’s car. The two of you had just got done eating at the diner when he invited you to hang out at his place. You love going to Tommy’s house, so of course you accepted! You hoped his mom was there so she could maybe teach you some more recipes. She was more like a mom to you than your real mom, she cared about you like your real mom didn’t.
Once he pulled in the driveway, you noticed the main car was gone. He noticed your look of confusion, “Mom and dad took Athena to Disneyland today. Sorry, forgot to mention it.”
“No, it’s fine.” You said before the two of you got out of the car and walked towards the house. Once inside, you couldn’t help but get this feeling. Sure, you’ve hung out plenty of times when his family wasn’t home, but this time felt…off. Maybe it’s the air, the house is warm and stuffy because the AC wasn’t needed when no one was home.
“Hey, Tommy can you turn on the air conditioner? It’s kind of hot in here.” You asked as you sat down on the couch at an uncomfortably slow pace.
“Sure.” He responded before adjusting the thermostat. “Let’s go to my room.”
For some reason, you didn’t want to go to his room. “Umm I kind of wanna stay out here. Maybe we can watch a movie?” You offered.
You could almost hear the low groan he let out but you didn’t quite reach your ears. “Nah, I wanna show you some new stuff I’m working on.” Yes, his new band Motley Crue that was supposed to be very successful. You could only hope. You’d honestly do anything for Tommy especially to make him happy and successful.
“Oh- okay.” You said before getting up off the couch and following him to his room. You walked in and sat on his bed watching as he locked the door. That’s weird, he never locks the door. He took his brown leather jacket off and threw it on the floor before sitting next to you on the bed. Close enough to where your thighs were touching.
“Hey.” He said in a soft voice.
“Hey.” You said back, “So, what have you been working on?”
“Actually,” he said shifting impossibly closer to you. Your heart rate picked up. And were suddenly so captivated by his features. His tan skin, long brown hair, brown eyes and a dopey smile that always gives you butterflies.
“Y/n, you remember when I met you that first day of sophomore year?” How could you forget? He bumped into you in the hallway made you fall, scraping your knee. He felt guilty so he took you out to lunch to make it up to you. Ever since then you’ve been best friends.
“Yes, of course. What about it?” You chuckled softly not knowing where he was going with this.
“And we’ve been friends for three years.” Tommy stated and you nodded in confirmation.
The brunette suddenly took your hand and placed it on the bulge in his pants. You gasped, trying to move your hand away but he was so much stronger than you, and kept your hand there.
“Tommy…what are you doing?” You asked.
“Do you feel that? Every time I look at you and you’re in one of those skirts like you are right now this happens to me. Care to help a guy out?”
“What? No! You’re…we’re…we can’t. Are you insane?” You asked. Though, part of you wanted it. You felt butterflies and a tingle in your core when he put your hand on his crotch.
“We’re friends right?” He asked a little more sternly this time.
“Of course-“
“Friends help each other. That’s what friends are for.” He cut you off. The drummer caressed your face, now having let go of your hand. His other hand snakes behind your lower back. “You understand, don’t you honey?”
You nodded. “Good girl.” He whispered before leaning in to kiss you. His lips were soft, warm, comforting. You kissed him back with such ease since you’ve already had a first kiss.
The kiss became more passionate and he slowly leaned forward, making you lean back before eventually falling to lay on the bed. Tommy stayed on top of you, kissing more rougher, his more primal side coming out. He began kissing down your neck, then your collarbone before slowly undoing the buttons on your shirt. You froze. “Um I don’t-“ “Shh, it’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you. Just let me see those beauties huh?” A cheeky smirk was plastered on your friends face as he continued to unbutton your shirt. Once it was completely unbuttoned, he forcefully pulled it off you when you didn’t move.
“Come on baby, don’t make this difficult for me.” He groaned and it shot straight to your core. Something about how demanding he was really did something to you. Made you see him in a different light. Of course you’ve always had a crush on Tommy, who wouldn’t? But now you’re having lustful feelings for him.
You arched your back so he could in lip your bra in which he muttered a “good girl.”
Tommy was happy that you were slowly giving into him. He’s wanted you for a long time now. He started fantasizing about you in all different kinds of ways. One of how you’d be such a sweet wife for him to come home to after a long day at the studio. One to call on tour. And you’d stay home for him like a good girl.
Once your bra was off he immediately went to grope and massage your breasts before pulling and erect nipple into his mouth. You gasped, never have felt this feeling before.
“What?” He asked.
“I-I’ve never felt this way before.”
“You’ve never touched yourself?”
You shook your head, and he caressed your chin, “You poor thing. So when you get turned on you just let that little pussy drip? Aww poor baby. Don’t worry Tommy’s here now.” His voice was soft and full of empathy it seemed, making you feel safe. You’ve always felt safe with him.
The brunette continued his assault on your nipples before kissing his way down your stomach causing goosebumps to arise.
Once he reached the waistband of your shorts, he unbuttoned them and tugged them off. He then got rid of your panties as well.
He sat back on his knees and admired you before taking off his shirt. You admired his slim body, trailing your eyes down all the way to his very large bulge. He smirked at your ogling before leaned down again and gently spreading your legs to see your soaked pussy.
You tried to close them but he forced them back open again. You watched as he licked his lips before diving in and licking a bold stripe against it. You squirmed, never feeling this feeling before and threw your head back, almost screaming at the feeling. Tommy flicked his tongue on your clit and you bit down on your bottom lip, fisting the sheets. “Mmm Tommy…” you whimpered.
“What is it, honey?” He asked and as he asked you he slipped a finger inside your tight, wet hole. Your mouth fell open in a gasp, you looked at him with wide doe eyes.
Tommy was living for how you were reacting to him. It’s all he’s ever wanted besides being in a band. “Come on, you can tell me.”
“It feels…so…good.” You mustered the words out. He smirked, “I know it does baby.”
The drummer pumped his finger in out of your slowly before adding a second, curling them and hitting that special spot you didn’t even know existed. As he did this he rubbed his thumb on your clit making you scream as you felt this overstimulating tingle that made your brain go fuzzy.
“Tommy I don’t know, this ah! It’s too much stop!” You cried.
“Don’t worry baby. It’s normal you’re about to come it’s okay, let it go. I’m right here sweet girl.” And you clenched around him as an overwhelming sensation overcame your senses.
You screamed in pleasure. “Good girl!” Tommy praised. He slowly pulled his fingers out after you came down from your high and licked them clean.
He then stood up to undo his belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down. Your eyes widened at his length. He was…big. And you never had sex before.
You sat up in a panic before trying to leave but he pushed you back down. “Stay.” He commanded you as if you were a dog. And it did something to you.
He lined himself up to your entrance before pushing in. You squealed, tears springing in your eyes. He pressed a kiss to your lips before wiping your tears away with his thumb.
“Tommy, it hurts.” You cried.
“Shh, I know baby.” He cooed. “Fuck your tight.” He moaned, rolling his eyes in the back of his head as he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of you. The pain quickly faded into pleasure and you began moaning with him as well.
“Thatta girl.” Tommy cooed.
It wasn’t long before he came to his own orgasm, finishing inside you. He cleaned the two of you up before laying next to you, pulling you to rest your head on his chest. You could feel his heart beating fast.
Then something hit you, “Oh my god you..you..you finished inside me! I’m gonna get pregnant!”
“Shh, it’s okay. They have pill for stuff like that it’s okay. Besides it’s good practice for when we actually have kids.”
“Wait what?”’
#motley crue#motley crue x reader#tommy lee#nikki sixx#vince neil#fanfic#mick mars#tommy lee x reader#tommy lee smut#smutty#smut#smutty fanfic#motley crue smut#motley crue fanfiction#yandere#soft yandere#soft dark fic
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