âStop shipping Bucky with Sarah, heâs gayđ¤Źâ first of all where did you even get that information? Second, if he was gay why would he willingly go on a date with a woman in the first episodeđ¤? I wouldnât care if Bucky was gay, but heâs not. Is it ok to call him bi? OF COURSE IT ISâ¤ď¸ but yâall know what bi means right? HE ALSO LIKES WOMEN!!! So please let us Black Women have this one thing and ship him with Sarah.
warnings: fluff, bucky in that black shirt, Sarah being gorg, tiny allusion to s3xual content.
words: â 1k (little drabble ;) )
A/N: i just had to ok? Iâve been thinking about them for DAYS. Next thing Iâll be writing is Sambucky tho, in love w/ both ships!! I donât discriminate lol + excuse typos
Bucky didnât even know how he found himself in this position. One moment, he was playing with Cass and AJ, helping around, conversing with people who came for Cassâs birthday; and suddenly, he was pressing Sarah against a tree further away from the party. They were silent as Bucky cupped her face with his right hand, still too hesitant to use the metal one. Even if his thoughts were scrambled by Sarahâs heavenly scent, he still wanted to remember how they came to be hiding behind a tree like fucking teenagers. Was it because of the orange flowy dress she was wearing, that hugged her waist and torso nicely, showing off her collarbones and beautiful complexion, or the intricate way she put her braids up? He honestly thought it was a whole. Heâd been dancing around her for months, since he came to Delacroix to help Sam out.
Seeing her made something bubble up in him, and he couldnât help but let his 40âs persona come back, and seeing her shy away made his heart feel like it was about to burst. Shit, it did feel good to flirt again, especially when the girl in front didnât look mortified, or disgusted by him. In fact, through the looks she gave him, she was maybe reciprocating. And Bucky loved it. Probably even more than Samâs constant irritation and dirty looks he was giving whenever the super soldier was around his sister. He chuckled internally at that, as he pressed his thumb against Sarahâs lower lip. She shuddered and smiled, her dark eyes twinkling, and her glossy lips slightly parted.
âYou sure you donât mind me kissing you?â
Sarah rolled her eyes playfully, before she grabbed Buckyâs face between her palms gently. His heart thumped loudly, and he thanked whatever god that she didnât have super soldier hearing.
âNopeâ, she responded, popping the p , âmatter of fact, if you donât get to work, Iâmma have to do it myselfâŚâ
He smiled, again. Damn he was smiling a lot these days, and frankly, it didnât bother him as much as he would think. He really could get used to this, the cool air of New Orleans, the giggling and screaming of the boys, the smell of delicious food⌠Did it feel like this was too good to be true? Absolutely, but Bucky reminded himself over and over again that it was in fact real, and he was actually pressing his lips against Sarahâs.
She let out a hum, and caressed Buckyâs cheekbones making him shiver underneath her delicate touch. Her lips were delicate too: plump, soft, slick⌠They felt amazing. He felt bad for a second, because of his slightly chapped ones, but Sarah didnât seem to care, so he continued, slowly catching her bottom lip with his teeth. She gasped into his mouth, and before he could even swivel their tongues together, she broke the kiss, giggling like a schoolgirl.
âLord, youâre a good fuckinâ kisser⌠Damn!â
Their eyes met, and Sarah chuckled when a cute blush rose up Buckyâs face, spreading his color from his collarbones to his ears.
âIs it hot in here? Or I- Mhm!â
He instantly melted into another lipped embrace, that was hotter this time. Sarahâs fingers traced his abs through the thin black t-shirt he was wearing, her painted nails scratching delightfully. Bucky didnât mean to get hard. He really didnât. He was just thinking of a romantic kiss at first, but now⌠Yeah, his mind was elsewhere. His growl made Sarah press up even more against him, and they both relished in the feeling of their chests pressed together. When they parted, the super soldier felt like taking huge gulps of air, but he fought that feeling by diving in and nuzzling his nose in Sarahâs neck, inhaling her sweet perfume. She swore and gripped his biceps, huffing out a laugh when Bucky flexed underneath her touch. She gripped again, and he made his muscles twitch. He could almost picture her blissed out grin.
âYeah? You like the guns?â
âOh- fuckâŚâ, he kissed and nipped her neck, the traces of saliva making her glow even more; âdonât get all cocky on me BarnesâŚâ
He hummed against her clavicle and sunk his teeth, not enough to hurt but enough to let a spike of arousal course through the womanâs veins. Her breath hitched, and Buckyâs nostrils flared, picking up the faint but new scent of what was forming between her legs. He took advantage of her excitement to pivot one of his thighs and place them in between her legs, bunching up the light fabric of her dress, as his hands creeped higher, but always stayed beneath her breasts.
âShit Bucky, keep goinâ...â
âNever intended to stop, dollâŚâ
Oh how her heart stuttered at the pet name, much to Buckyâs amusement. Sarah was about to succumb to the devilish vines of lust that circled her whole mind and body, and grind her hips down on Buckyâs thick muscle when she heard leaves crunching.
âMama?â
Bucky separated himself from Sarah in a second, groaning internally and trying hard to conceal his hard on. He turned around the tree, hiding himself from AJ, who had just arrived.
âYeah?â
It was crazy how Sarah cooled down so fast. On the outside, no one couldâve guessed what had just transpired seconds ago. He left her talk with her son, and returned to the house, where he spotted Sam adding the final touches to the cake. He grabbed a spoon before trying to dip it in the frosting bowl.
âHey hey hey! No eating!... Whatchu smilinâ for huh?â
Bucky hadnât even realized he was grinning, and his face fell down a bit, going back to itâs natural solemn form.
âNothing.â
Sam was still sceptical, and put down the piping bag, crossing his arms.
âUm, that doesnât seem like nothing to me; câmon, spill it manâŚâ
âNah⌠cause it would just make you madâŚâ
Bucky made the most obnoxious smirk, waiting for his friend to catch up. It didnât take long before Samâs eyebrows shot up and he gave him a deadly stare:
âNo. Youâre lying.â
âI didnât say anything!â
âYou did! You made that- that face! Boy you better get outta my sight. Leave Sarah alone!â
Bucky chuckled and stepped out of the house, letting Sam mumble under his breath.
He sat on the porch stairs, breathing in the hot, Louisiana air. He felt at peace, he felt happy, and more importantly, he felt loved.
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AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH they cute af! Hope yâall liked whatever cause I never write đđ tagging a few that might be interested!!
â warnings: age gap, corruption kink, innocent reader, daddy kink, pain kink, smut, sex, loss of virginity, vaginal fingering, hand job (male receiving)
â author note: happy holidays my dudes! what i would do to have andy barber standing in my kitchen⌠anyway, reader is i n n o c e n t, but totally of age, and in college. as always, line breaks by @firefly-graphicsâ, gif by @evansensationsâ
Thereâs a light dust of white covering the green lawns and black asphalt of the street. You shiver as you follow your parents out towards their car, pulling your beanie down over your ears before you shove your hands into your navy blue Dartmouth hoodie.
âHoney,â your mom coos, turning back towards you as your dad loads the car, âAre you sure you donât want to come with us? Your aunt has plenty of room.â
âIâm positive,â you laugh, âAunt Sohpie and I donât get along that great anyway.â
âWell, you could try a little harder.â
Your mouth drops open, eyes wide as you stare at her, âShe called me a stuck up, yuppie bitch when I told her I wasnât going to stop using deodorant.â
Your dad chuckles, prompting a swift slap to the shoulder from your mother before she turns back towards you, âSophie is a free spirit. She doesnât believe in putting chemicals in or on her body. One week of trying to get along wonât hurt you.â
âOh, itâll hurt,â you answer, pulling her into a hug, âSmelling her B.O. for a week would actually kill me.â
Your mother tuts, pulling back and slumping her shoulders a little as she squeezes your sides gently, âI donât want to leave you here alone for Christmas.â
âOh, stop badgering the girl. Sheâll be fine,â your dad cuts in, kissing your forehead when he approaches, âShe had a tough semester, sheâs allowed some alone time. Be good, baby. I left a credit card on my desk for any emergencies.â
You smile warmly, âThanks daddy.â
Thereâs a sound of a door opening, then closing, heavy footsteps against the old wood of the porch next door, âOh, Andy,â your mom calls towards the neighbor, âYou got a minute?â
summary: itâs the 70â˛s and the erotic videos industry is experiencing another boom after the risen popularity in the previous decade. the studioâs are hot, gemini flanagan is a brand, and youâre a newly hired assistant at shagginâ studios. chris takes a liking to you, altering your job description so that you get to work more closely with him. is this all just physical, or is there something more?
pairing: 70â˛s pornstar!chris evans x black!reader (all may read!!)
warnings: nsfw smut, the porn industry, substance use, fluff, angst; things will be tagged per chapter!
All the Stars - {Tamaki Amajiki x Black!Female!Reader}
Headcannons
//coming soon (may not even do them honestly)
One Shots
Live Accident
Drabbles
Like Iâm Bakugou
Multi-chapter fics
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HeadcannonsÂ
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One shots
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Drabbles
Take him back home
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One shots
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Drabbles
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Multi-chapter fics
PAIN
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Headcannons
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ObviousÂ
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One Shots
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Drabbles
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Drabbles
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Characters to possibly come, the ones above are just the ones I know Iâm gonna write about:
Dabi (I want to know this manâs real name before I write about him) [UPDATE: Just added him]
Denki Kaminari (I donât why, I want to get more of the others out before I push out more characters)
Izuku Midoriya (Honestly, Iâm probably gonna make a banner for him tomorrow so expect his name to be taken off soon) [UPDATE: Just added him]
Tomura Shigaraki (*Thinks back to the manga* yeah, this man is in timeout for me right now, perks of stanning a villian huh?)
Twice (*Thinks back to the manga* *cries*)
All Might (âŚman is barely holding on that small form, I donât know⌠I still love him though)
Endeavour (I donât care if heâs getting a âredemption arcâ, I still donât like him, itâs gonna take a lot to write about him)
Overhaul (Yeah, same with Endeavour)
Any of the female characters (Honestly, I wanna work on my WLW before I publish any with them so thatâs gonna take some time)
Tenya Iida (I donât know, he reminds me of this one dude in my church who likes me but I donât like him in fact, that dude gave me the creeps, so I need to get over that before I write about Iida)
Mirio (Tintin looking ass motherfu- okay, let me stop⌠this is probably gonna become what Midoriya is but on a later date)
Anyone else (They arenât coming to mind right now so theyâre on the back burner, if you think thereâs a character I should write about, send me a ask!)
Word Count: 3k+ (yeah got a little carried away with it)
Warnings: Language, Unprotected Sex, Female Receiving, Bodily Fluids exchanged, Fluffy Fluff, Angst, Smutty Smut and some dancing.
Mentions: Pedro did admit what was some of his favorite music or what he was currently listening to. So I made sure to mention those in this drabble. A simple dedication to @yespolkadotkitty @dornish-queen @ohpedromypedros-main @javierian and @sesamepancakes who are all passionate Pedro Pascal fans such as myself.
Summary: A long drabble about Pedro asking you to join him for dinner. You two have crossed paths numerous times before (since youâre a make-up artist) but, of course always has his eyes set on you. Well to whoever reads it let me know what you think of it. đđđ
P.S. @josepedropascal I had to use a post of yours to get a point across. Please forgive me.
Summary: This fic is set after the cave collapse (10x09) and the Hilltop fire (10x15). Daryl is on edge as Connie is still missing, and Carol is doing all she can to keep him grounded. He decides to set out to find her himself as everyone worries about Beta and the Whisperers.
When Daryl opened his eyes, the sun was peeking in through the boarded windows. The fire had gone out at some point during the night. Connie stirred in his arms then, her shoulders stretching slightly, and she opened her eyes. She turned her head up to look at him and smiled. Both of them sat up together, Connie holding the blanket to her chest. She tucked it under her arms to free her hands and signed him a good morning. Daryl expected to feel awkward, heâd never woken up to a woman who was as naked as he was. But he didnât feel awkward. He felt comfortable and accepted. He returned the sign and she smiled. She leaned towards him, brushing his messy hair out of his face, and kissed him.
She got to her feet, blanket wrapped around her and Daryl took the opportunity to pull his pants on. She held out her hand, determined to get him to take it. He did and she pulled him towards the door, the one that led to the upstairs hall.
âWhere are we going?â he signed to her, and then spoke, âYouâre not even dressed.â
Tucking the blanket under her arms to free her hands, she signed her reply, âWeâre going to have a shower.â
He looked her up and down before his eyes settled on her face. She raised her eyebrows, giving him a questioning look, pushing him to answer. He nodded and led her to the bathroom.
She turned away from him then, pushing the shower curtain out of the way and turning the water on, steam filling the room. She glanced at him over her shoulder, dropped the blanket, and got in. Daryl hesitated a moment before he joined her under the stream of hot water, and sighed as it ran down his skin. He came up behind her, his hands sliding down her arms, and she sighed, her head tilting back slightly. She turned then, wrapping her arms around his ribs, her hands flat against his shoulder blades. Her face was almost against his shoulder and he ran his hand over her hair, long in its wet state, sitting between her shoulder blades. He pressed his lips to her hair. Daryl could be sweet when he wanted to. She felt safe. Truly safe.
She took it upon herself to grab the shampoo from the hanging shelf inside the shower and began emptying into her hand. Her hands rose to his hair and began gently massaging the shampoo into his damp locks, rubbing his scalp deep yet gently, causing him to let out breathy moans, his eyes closing. Sheâd teased him many times about his dirty, oily hair. He arched his head back, letting the water wash away the shampoo.
After scrubbing each other clean, Daryl and Connie, both wrapped in towels, peeked out of the bathroom, hoping for a clear coast. The house was still quiet, everyone seemingly still upstairs. Daryl took her by the hand and led her back to the stairs that led down to his room. She scooped up her clothing from beside the sofa and dressed quickly, succinctly as Daryl did the same, pulling on clean clothes. She looked around for her vest and tank top, spotting them by the window bench and snatched them up, tugging them on. Sheâd change when she got back to the house she shared with the rest of her family, the one they stayed in when they werenât in the trailers at Hilltop. She had spare, clean, clothes there. But for now, the previous dayâs outfit would suffice.
Daryl tied his boots as he watched her bundle her hair up on top of her head, digging into her pocket for a hair elastic. She smiled as she caught his eyes and winked at him. He huffed a chuckle and got up. He crossed the space to her, but she didnât move, she only watched him. His hair was curling around his face where it was starting to dry, the deep color reminding her of dark coffee. Coffee, she thought, she could really go for that. And some fresh clothes.
âIâll see you later.â She signed to him, âMidday? Near the reservoir and strawberry patch?â
He nodded and she smiled.
...
Wandering back across Alexandria in the early morning light, she was lucky enough to not draw any attention to herself past a brief hello from one of the farm helpers. The small curbside house sheâd settle in with Kelly, Yumiko, and Magna, came into view, everything seeming peaceful. She mounted the stairs and reached for the door handle carefully. She opened the door with delicate hands and slipped in quietly. She headed for the stairs, yet something, someone, caught her attention. Kelly stood with a glass of juice in her hand and raised her eyebrows, she put the glass down.
âWhere were you?â Kelly signed
Connieâs eyed widened slightly, her mouth dropping open slightly. Think, think, thinkâŚ
âWalking,â she signed in reply
âWalking?â Kelly questioned and Connie nodded, âBefore breakfast and in the same clothes as yesterday?â
Connie shrugged, trying to brush it off. Kellyâs mouth quirked into a âoâ as she put two and two together.
âYou were at Darylâs.â
Connie kept her lips pressed into a stern line, and didnât reply. Kelly stared at her, unamused.
Connie sighed, giving in, âFine. Yes.â
âDid you twoâŚâ Kelly questioned
Connie threw her hands up, waving them in mortification, trying to get her sister to stop poking into her sex life. Kelly laughed, rolling her eyes at her sisterâs reaction.
âWhat?â Kelly signed, âWeâre not allowed to talk about it?â
âIâd like to keep my sex life to myself.â
âSo you did sleep with him.â
Connie let out an exasperated huff and finally just nodded, giving in. She shook her head, annoyed by her sisterâs probing in a loving way. Connie headed to her room to change into fresh clothing and tried to salvage her now dry curls, attacking the knots formed by her hasty ponytail with a comb. When she was done and her curls were smooth, she settled on her fresh outfit; clean jeans, a bottle green tank top, a tan button up shirt. She pulled her boots back on and headed back downstairs to eat. She was starving.
...
Dog wandered back into the room, now that the door was open. Daryl didn't know where Dog had spent the night, probably on the main floor or in someone elseâs bedroom, probably Carol's. Everyone loved Dog. Dog sniffed around the room, catching Connieâs scent on the furniture, on him. He petted his companion. Dog barked, staring him down, as if questioning him.
"Yeah I know, I'm sorry." Daryl told him, "Though I'm sure you got plenty of treats wherever you were last night."
Dog grumbled and let out a low bark. Daryl huffed a laugh and got up from the sofa. He wandered out into the hallway, Dog following. He entered the kitchen, his stomach growling. Carol was nowhere to be seen, and Daryl didn't know whether it was because she'd already left or if she was still in her room, but judging by the plate of food left on the counter, she was already out and about.
He was thankful for the breakfast, even though it was cold. His stomach would have tried to eat itself if he had to spend the time cooking. He'd become to spoiled recently, he realized. He happily dug into the eggs and meat, poking at the grilled half tomato on the plate with his index finger. He gave in and ate it too, even though it wasn't his favourite. Carol always pestered him about eating more fruit and vegetables.
When he was done, he found himself leaving the house, Dog in tow. Judith and RJ were playing in the wide stretch of grass nearby and he waved at them as he approached.
"MORNING UNCLE DARYL!" Judith exclaimed and RJ just waved.
"Mornin'," Daryl replied, he flicked her hat and tousled RJ's hair.
"Hey Dog," RJ cooed as he petted him and ruffled his fur
"You seen Carol?" Daryl asked Judith
"Yeah, she's out running an errand with Gabriel, told me to tell you that she'll see you later," she answered
"M'kay," Daryl replied, "See you later."
"Bye!" RJ exclaimed as Daryl smiled at both of them and continued on his way.
He'd occupy himself with work until midday. And then he'd see her again.