hi!! quick question: i can’t find your fic rec masterpost. did you delete it? <3
About that, yes I’ve deleted that blog. I realised that keeping up with that is too much work, something I really can’t afford to do with my mental health :(
I didn’t know people were actively going back to my fanfic rec masterlist haha but I’m glad you miss it :,)
I have screenshots of the masterlist that I’ll post below. You can find these fanfictions on the author’s blog!
Also!!! I found this reblog from @fairyevans
(I checked and the links do work, so happy reading!)
I hope this was a little bit of help<3
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in your 'Dark little paradise' story, was the taylor swift 'dress' reference intentional? I write occasionally on wattpad and i've literally got a quote like that written in my notes to include cuz its such an underrated line! 'only bought this dress so you could take it off' <3
Yes, it was intentional.
I mentioned it on the A/N that the fic was heavily inspired by reputation by Taylor Swift so you can find a lot of little reputation references in it :)
This had me thinking of your Lavender, Yellow & You 💖💖 your writing is beautiful btw thank you for sharing it with us 💖
That is so adorable!!
I’m so glad that you liked my writing so much that random art on Instagram reminds you of it, that’s like so fucking cute! <3
We’re only two episodes into the Loki series and there are already 230+ Lokius fanfics on AO3 and I think that’s beautiful
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Happy fucking pride month!
Loki | 1.03
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Thank you so much for tagging me, you sweetheart💗🥺
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Lavender, Yellow & You
Pairing: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Bucky’s journey from sleeping on the cold, hard floor to sleeping on the warm, lavender scented bed, all because of you.
Warnings/tags: a little angst if you squint, a lot of fluff, boyfriend!Bucky, extra soft!reader because that’s what Bucky deserves.
Word count: 2.4k+
A/N: please for the love of god listen to Shade Of Yellow by Griff for the whole experience, the cute lamp scenario came from there. Enjoy some soft boyfriend Bucky <3
It was like a routine by now—
He would make love to you for hours, tire you out successfully, wait for you to fall asleep and then move to the floor to sleep. He made sure to wake up before you so he can shift to the bed without you knowing anything about it.
Even though you and Bucky have been together for 7 months now, he wanted to take it slow and you understood why. He finally decided to take the relationship to the physical level 5 months later. Since then, he has spent every Saturday at your place. It’s been 2 months to that and he still couldn’t bring himself to sleep in a bed, right next to you.
As he’ll lay on the hard floor, he would pray for the nightmares to go away just for one night because he really doesn’t know what he’ll do if he gets nightmares when you’re in the same room as him. The cold against his warm skin would soothe his mind, sleep taking over him not long after.
It would be around 8am when his eyes shot open and his body jerked awake, gunshots and screams in his head from a nightmare woke him up. He quickly sat up, his eyes snapped towards your bed to make sure he didn’t wake you up
But you weren’t on the bed.
He frowned, wondering where you were when he turned to the other side, gasping when he saw you laying on the floor, curled up beside him. A pillow tucked under your head as you clutched the covers to your body.
He started to panic. He realised that you definitely knew he was sleeping on the floor and that was why you were also on the floor, next to him.
Even though the thought of you sleeping on the floor for him made his heart flutter, he was embarrassed because this is how you found out.
You found out because you woke up in the middle of the night to find your boyfriend asleep on the floor and not because he had a civilised conversation about it. Oh, he was so embarrassed.
He gently picked you up and placed you on the bed. As you stirred a little, he hoped that you wouldn’t wake up because he doesn’t know how he’ll face you after this. Thankfully, you stirred around a little before falling asleep again and he shifted to sit on the small couch in the corner of your room.
You woke up at 9am, you found yourself on the soft mattress, confused because you were pretty sure you shifted to the floor beside Bucky when you woke up in the middle of the night.
You heard the bathroom door opening when you saw him walk out, a toothbrush in his mouth as he searched for a towel. He freezed when he saw you but his shoulders relaxed when you gave him a pretty smile.
“Morning, Bucky” you said softly, your arms stretched out as you yawned.
“Hey” he said, turning around he rushed to the bathroom to wash the toothpaste out of his mouth and dried his face with the towel.
He was so prepared to talk this out with you but he was barely out of the bathroom when he heard you say,
“What do you want to have for breakfast?” You asked.
Your voice was so soft that it barely reached his ears. Bucky didn’t mind it though, he liked how you were so gentle and soft-spoken, it was peaceful.
“Pancakes?” He asked.
“Pancakes,” you nodded.
You walked to the bathroom, giving Bucky’s backside a playful spank as you walked by his side.
Bucky started to prepare the pancake mix while you brushed your teeth. He was confused as to why you didn’t question him about sleeping on the floor, he desperately wanted to clear the air, he wanted to tell you about the nightmares and why he can’t sleep on the bed, he just didn’t know how.
As you and Bucky sat around the kitchen counter, eating in peace, Bucky finally spoke up, “does your back hurt?”
You frowned, “what?”
“Your back, does it hurt?” He asked again, his palm flat on your lower back. He knew how the hard floor can be rough against the back sometimes, he knew.
“No,” you shook your head.
“You don’t have to lie to me” Bucky sighed as he finished the last of his pancakes.
“It kind of hurts but-”
Bucky didn’t hear the rest of it as he quickly got on his feet, his hands clenching and unclenching in a fist repeatedly.
“Bucky, I know, okay” you said as you got on your feet too.
“What?” He asked with a frown on his face.
You bit your lip as you fiddled with your fingers, “every time you spend your night at my place, you shift to the floor when I fall asleep”
Bucky looked away as the words fell out of your mouth.
“I know because I’ve seen you sleeping alone when sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night”
You continued when he didn’t say anything.
“I woke up last night and I was cold and I knew you were on the floor so I just- I just wanted to be next to you”
He looked up at you with wet eyes and a red nose, slowly walked back to where you were standing, he took your face in his hands and softly pressed his lips to yours.
Pulling back, he said, “I wanted to tell you but I just didn’t know how to”
You shook your head, “I know, I understand that, Bucky”
You brought his hands to your lips as you kissed his knuckles, yes, even the vibranium ones.
“We can talk about it when you feel comfortable to do so, okay?”
Bucky nodded his head, feeling thankful that you understood him even though he barely got any words out to explain himself. he was grateful for that.
“The bed just- it feels like a marshmallow, you know? Like it’s ready to swallow me whole”
You ran your fingers through Bucky’s hair as he explained why he slept on the floor. He told you about his nightmares, the softness of the bed making him feel panicked, the flashbacks to war, everything.
He was back at your place next week, spending the night with you as you sat on the floor, your back against the bed with his head in your lap.
“I understand that, a lot of veterans have that feeling, right?” you asked.
“Yes, they do,” he nodded.
“I don’t mind sleeping on the floor with you” you said slowly, watching as his face slowly turned in a frown.
“No, no, you’re sleeping on the bed” he sat up as he shook his head.
“I said no, Y/N”
You jutted your bottom lip out, your last attempt to convince him to let you sleep beside him but he wasn’t having any of it. He didn’t want you breaking your back for him.
You sighed, planting a kiss on his forehead, you climbed in your bed and Bucky laid right beside the bed, as you went to turn off your lamp, he stopped you,
“Can you keep that on” he said, “it’s dim anyway, barely gives off any light but you can turn it off if it’s gonna bother you”
You smiled as you stared down at him, “do you like the light?”
He softly nodded, “yes I- um I like it”
You watched as he slowly closed his eyes, the barely there yellow light fell on his face, the glow making his hard, manly face look so soft and young.
You smiled as you laid on your side, your hand falling down the side of the bed and touching Bucky’s shoulder. Your thumb caressing his warm skin in a soothing manner. You heard him hum in delight as sleep slowly took over you.
“I flipped my mattress today,” you said as Bucky walked inside your kitchen.
“What?” He asked as he placed the Chinese food on your kitchen counter.
“I flipped my mattress?”
“I mean, yes but why?”
“The other side of the mattress isn’t as soft as the side I sleep on right now so maybe, and this is only if you want to, maybe you can try sleeping on the bed tonight”
Bucky looked at you with a small smile, you were trying to make things better for him, he loved that about you.
After dinner, Bucky inspected your mattress and realised that yes, the bed was a little harder on this side.
He laid beside you, shifting a lot as he tried to find different positions that felt better than the previous ones.
You rested on your elbows, your face in your hands as you carefully studied his face for any reaction. You wanted to protect him, you were ready to push him on the floor if you saw any negative change in his face but you prayed it won’t go south.
“Sometimes I get erratic when I get nightmares,” Bucky whispered. He just wanted to give you a heads up.
He laid on his side, he decided that he liked it better when his whole back wasn’t flat on the mattress.
“Do you get scared?”
“Right now, I’m just scared about that feeling you get when you’re falling from a tall building in your dream, the soft mattress makes me feel like that and I hate it”
He was proud of himself for being so honest about this with you, he knew this meant that he was finally in a place where he could blindly trust you.
“If I hold you real tight, will it help?” You asked, biting your lip.
“Maybe we should test that out, doll” Bucky smiled.
Your arms automatically scooped his huge body and pulled him to your chest. His face was pressed between your breasts, hands grabbed your love handles, your chin rested on top of his head and his hair smelled like your shampoo.
“I bought some lavender scented candles, smell them” you exclaimed with a huge smile, shoving a lilac coloured candle jar up his nose.
“Oh- oh this smells good, actually”
“Right!” You beamed, “I read about how lavender helps you relax and sleep well so I thought we can light this up in the bedroom for a few hours when you’ll be staying over here”
Yes, Bucky slept just for a good hour before waking up with a nightmare the last time he stayed over and slept in your bed but he had to move to the floor again and it frustrated him more than ever so you thought it was a good idea to deal with his stress in the old fashioned way.
Bucky stopped chopping the vegetables when he heard you, heart bursting at the seams in awe. God, you loved him so much and he didn’t know how to handle it, you bought lavender scented candles for him for fuck’s sake.
He walked towards you, hands on your waist as he leaned in to peck your lips gently, “thank you”
“Anything for you, will do anything for you” you promised.
After dinner, he was engulfed in your arms, you rubbed his back up and down as the lavender scent lingered in the air and Bucky loved everything about tonight.
“Keep the lamp on” he mumbled, already half asleep in your arms.
“You really like this dim light, huh”
He hummed in agreement, his breathing slowing down to a peaceful pace. You kissed his lips one last time and pulled the covers over both of your bodies.
Bucky was so proud, he was so proud for spending one whole night on the bed with you. He didn’t wake up in the middle of the night, no nightmares but just the faint scent of lavender mixed with your vanilla body mist and your warm body pressed to his.
You even changed your shampoo to a lavender scented one and the next morning, you found Bucky’s face pressed to your pillow because he loved the scent of it. By now, both of you were sure that he was definitely a lavender boy.
He even started sleeping on the couch at his place when he wasn’t at yours. You bought him some lavender scented candles for his own place and you planned to buy him a similar lamp to the one which sits on your nightstand that he loves so damn much.
Tonight was just another night, him in your arms and the dim light of the lamp illuminated the corner of the room. You played with his dog tags as he talked for hours, about Steve and about how much he missed him and then he let you hold him close.
When his words slipped from his mouth in mumbles, you knew he was getting sleepy, your fingers continued to massage his scalp.
“Light on, got it, sarge”
He softly smiled.
“I love this shade of yellow, it’s calming” he let out a content sigh, “it makes me feel safe and sound which is rare these days”
He pulled your body closer, “you make me feel safe and sound”
You smiled, god he was so in love with you and you got so giddy just thinking about it, the happy tingles jittering all over your body.
“I’m going to buy you this exact lamp for your birthday if you love it so much” you shook your head as you giggled.
Bucky slowly opened his eyes, “or I can come running right back here to you when I miss it”
You bit your lip, your soft eyes gazing into his.
“Or maybe. . . you can bring all your stuff here and stay here every single night” you said slowly.
His eyes widened for a second as he registered your words, knowing exactly what you were asking.
“Are you- you sure, doll?” He propped up on his elbows as he looked at your face.
“Yes, I’m sure” you nodded, “want you here every single day, want you back home to me” you whimpered desperately, clutching his biceps in your small hands. You wanted to show him exactly how much you loved having him around.
Bucky smiled as he kissed you, nodding his head in agreement and you almost squealed with delight. He wanted to be back home with you every single day too.
Spending these 7 months with you, he still had a lot of things to figure out but he was absolutely sure about three things— he liked lavender scented things (especially your shampoo and the candles), his favourite colour was yellow (especially that lamp on your nightstand) and that he was truly, madly, deeply in love with you.
Can I please have one (1) fluffy, soft Bucky, pls and thxx😔
Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated <33
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my pretty boy
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Hii! I’m just here to say I hope you have a beautiful day! 💖 ily
Omg hey wifey🥺
I know we’ve barely talked because I’ve just been so stressed about college but I miss you and love you💗
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HI!!! LONG TIME NO TALK 🙈🙈
HEY HOW ARE YOU?
The fact that we talked 1 time in the comments or something and you’re here in my inbox oof I might just be in love with you🥺😭
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You see that? Yeah, that isn’t editing, Tom Hiddleston can actually do that in real life.
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Something About You
Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader
Summary: Something about Peter irked you to death even though everyone thought he was sweet. Something about you screamed untouchable and that made Peter feel something he couldn’t understand.
Warnings/tags: angst + fluff, making out, kind of enemies to lovers, jealous Peter, Stark!reader, Peter is a hopeless romantic as always.
Word count: 3.6k
A/N: Based on this request, I tried to follow the concept as much as I could— but wait, I literally could not bring myself to write the “everyone hates you anyway” line to Peter because that’s not possible, I can’t I can’t I can’t SOORRRY—I hope you like it!
“How do I look?” Pepper asked you as she gave you a little twirl.
She was in a royal blue mermaid dress with black heels, light makeup on her face, her hair perfectly straightened, gold bracelets adored her wrists and a gold necklace around her neck which made her look like a million dollars.
“You look amazing, Pepper” you said, your eyes twinkling as you looked at her in awe.
It was your father and Pepper’s fifth marriage anniversary today and you couldn’t be happier for them. Tony, being the huge party person he is, decided to throw a huge party at the compound for the same and everyone was invited. All the Avengers were going to be in the same room tonight and that, combined with the fact that Tony Stark, the playboy (a title that never left even after he got married), was completing his fifth year of marriage, was the biggest news of the month. You weren’t a huge party person but you still couldn’t wait to get down to the party, pose for some photos and drink a lot of champagne.
“Thanks, honey” Pepper lightly patted your cheek as you smiled, “I’m going to go check on Morgan and Tony and then we can go downstairs, I’m pretty sure everyone’s already there”
You nodded your head as you watched Pepper leave your room. You checked your outfit and makeup one last time, making sure everything was in place. You wore a custom made white sequined two-piece dress, silver heels on your feet and your hair was styled in loose curls. You had minimal makeup on but a deep shade of red adored your lips which pulled your whole look together.
You heard a knock on your door as you opened it, revealing your father in a black tux, you softly smiled at him.
“How is my princess?” Your father asked as soon as he entered your room.
“Just finished getting ready, how do I look?” you asked.
“As beautiful as ever” He answered, “I mean, you’re my daughter so obviously”
You giggled at your father as you complimented him back. Pepper showed up on your door at the same time, telling you both to come down so the family can make the grand appearance.
“Yes, we’ll be there in a minute honey” Tony answered Pepper and turned to you with a more serious face.
“As you know, Peter is also going to be there, obviously so-”
“I hate him,” you groaned.
“That’s not nice” Tony raised an eyebrow at you, “this unreasonable hate that you both have going on for each other needs to go, you both are the next generation of Avengers”
“I clearly remember Natasha telling me how you and Steve used to be at each other’s throat at the starting of Avengers and you both still saved the universe together so I think Peter and I will be just fine” you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms as the worlds left your mouth.
Okay, maybe the hate between Peter and you was unreasonable but it was mutual. Peter was introverted and quiet but when you started with your sarcastic comments and never stopped being your egoistic self, Peter started firing back with his own sarcastic comments. It didn’t help that you and him were the same age so it was like fighting for the place of ‘the baby of the Avengers’
Even though you were the daughter of Tony Stark, Peter was one of your father’s favourites so it almost felt like a competition, it was only inevitable that your dislike blossomed for the boy. It took no time to convince yourself that he was just a little, doe eyed, dumb sticky boy.
“Steve and I didn’t get along, it’s true but now we do, now we’re co-workers and we respect each other so at least learn to do that with Peter” Tony sighed, “all I’m saying is that those little arguments you both have during missions and the snide comments need to go”
You bit your lips, not wanting to ruin your parent’s day, you decided against arguing, “okay fine, why are we even talking about him right now anyway!”
“About that. . . try to be nice tonight, I don’t want any fights in the main lobby this time.” Tony gave you a sharp look as he reminded you of what happened some months ago.
It was a small dinner party for Steve’s birthday and you accidentally spilled a little wine on sweet little Peter and he thought it was a wonderful idea to drop a piece of his chocolate cake on your lap, staining your favourite skirt. All of this led to you literally trying to kill Peter with your repulsors and him repeatedly tying your hands with his webs or sticking them to the nearest wall.
“Did you tell Peter to be nice to me?” You raised your eyebrows at him now.
“I already texted him about it-” Tony stopped when he heard Pepper calling out both your names, “okay we have to go now or she’ll kill me”
You nodded your head as you pursed your lips, trying not to let thoughts of Peter reach your mind.
You walked out of the room with your father and down the stairs, you entered the huge hall which was filled with people. The sounds of cameras went off, flashes on your face as everyone rushed to take a photo of the Stark family. As soon as the photo session was over and the photographers were led out of the hall, your eyes locked with none other than Peter Parker from across the room.
He was in a tux, his hair which was normally loose and curly was slicked back with gel, with his hand in his pocket and a glass of wine in another, his gaze lingered on you for a little longer than usual. When you both caught yourself staring, you shifted your gaze to other people as he looked back at Bucky and Sam who were talking about something.
You said your hello’s to the guests as you quickly made your way to the bar for a drink. Even though the whole party was catered, the bar was still your first destination as it felt more comfortable and less crowded.
“How’s little miss Stark?”
You turned around at the words, Steve stood in behind you as he softly smiled at you.
“You know I have a name, right?” You laughed as he shook his head at your words.
You adored Steve. He was kind hearted and passionate and it never failed to amaze you. You still remembered how he used to help you in history when you were in your final year of high school and how you helped him with gadgets when he couldn’t understand how to do some tasks on his phone or laptop. Even though he was Captain America, he was so grounded that he just felt like another family member. Friendly and warm.
“You look like a beautiful young lady, Y/N” he said as he took a sip of his beer.
“You sound like an old man” you scoffed, smiling at his words regardless.
His words were cut off by Thor who joined you at the bar, “hello miss Stark”
You rolled your eyes at him, “gosh, you guys are so old”
Steve laughed at your words as Thor looked at you both confused but still smiling as he shook his head. As you made small talks with Steve and Thor, you were joined by Bruce who was as quiet as ever but still nice. Clint and Nat joined you all after a little while as well, soon a little group was formed at the bar and around you as you all talked about random things.
“Y/N, be nice” Nat said as she looked at you with a serious face.
You were confused by her words because they came out of nowhere but as soon as Peter’s face popped behind Bruce, you quickly understood what she meant.
“Hey, guys” Peter’s voice reached your ears as you frowned, “hey Y/N”
Your eyes slightly widened as he greeted you separately but you quickly retracted. Something about the boy irked you to death even though everyone thought he was sweet. Yeah, maybe he was sweet and shy but he still bothered you for some reason.
“Sticky boy” you nodded at him.
Peter’s eyes narrowed at your words as he sucked in a breath. He never said it but you drove him up the wall, you annoyed him to the depths of hell. Something about you screamed untouchable and that made Peter feel something he couldn’t quite understand.
“You look pretty” he gained the courage to compliment you and even though he gave you a tight-lipped smile which seemed fake, he meant it.
The group of Avengers looked between you both, no one said a word, it was like you and Peter were a time bomb, waiting to blast over.
“Thanks?” It wasn’t a question, you were just confused.
“Thanks?” Peter asked. That was a question, the boy was confused as he had just complimented you and you seemed. . . hostile.
“Thank you, Peter” you returned him with his tight-lipped smile.
Peter nodded as he looked around. The whole situation didn’t feel awkward but there was a tension between the whole group and every one felt it down to their bones and you were grateful when Bucky and Sam showed up.
“Stark is asking for you all,” Sam spoke up.
“The five of you, not the kids” Bucky said as he eyed you and Peter.
“I’m 20, not a teenager anymore” Peter said as a matter of fact.
“You just turned 20 a week ago, that doesn’t count yet” Bucky shrugged.
Peter opened his mouth to protest but Bruce spoke up before he could, “why is Tony asking for us?”
“Said he wants to take a group photo of the ‘original six’ whatever that means” Sam rolled his eyes.
“That’s beautiful” Thor said, smiling and looking off in the distance, clearly seeing it as something meaningful and precious. Gods can be so cute sometimes.
“But I’m the original six?” Peter frowned.
“You were probably in elementary school when we were fighting the ultron” Nat said as she turned around to walk to wherever Tony was.
The other four Avengers followed her out, leaving you, Peter, Bucky and Sam alone.
“We’re not babysitting you so I’m just gonna say, don’t pick a fight” Sam said as he left.
Bucky turned to look at you as he said, “you look lovely”
A blush settled on your cheeks at his words, “oh, you look good too”
Bucky smiled at your words. The man was literally just in a black leather jacket and some black jeans but he still looked handsome as ever.
“I’m going to go find Scott, be nice” he said as he turned around.
You were tired of hearing ‘be nice’ all day today and you were positive Peter was tired too as he sighed heavily when Bucky left.
You ignored Peter’s presence as you smiled at Bucky’s compliment but your joy was short lived as Peter spoke up,
“He’s like a 100 years old”
“Bucky, he’s 100 years old”
“So do you like him? Because that’s gross”
“My personal life isn’t your business” a scowl settled on your face, “what if I do have a crush on him? It’s harmless”
No, you didn’t have a crush on Bucky, you just thought the man looked nice but seeing the way Peter’s jaw clenched at your words almost made you feel proud at your tactic to rile him up.
“You do realise that he probably thinks you’re just a kid, right?” Peter raised his eyebrows at you as he smirked.
Peter wasn’t scared to show you that he can be mean too.
“You’re just a kid, Peter”
“We’re the same age”
You rolled your eyes at him. God, this boy was looking for another round in the lobby.
“So tell me, do you have a crush on-”
“Oh my god, why is that any of your business?” You snapped at him.
Peter opened his mouth but no words came out, he shrugged as he said, “I don’t know”
You scoffed at his words, “you can do better than that to hide your jealousy”
He snapped his head at you, looking at you with wide eyes now, “I-I am not jealous”
“Whatever you say, sticky boy” you mumbled, too tired of the bickering.
“You know, Y/N” Peter spoke up again and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes for the millionth time today, “you really get on my nerves”
You smiled at him, “that’s good”
Peter was getting annoyed but continued anyway, “I was trying to be nice because Mr. Stark asked me to-”
“Then be nice” you said as you sipped the last of your wine, deciding that you’ve had enough of sticky boy, you got off the bar stool, “but I’ll keep hoping that my whole existence annoys the fuck out of you, Peter”
As Peter gawked at you in shock, you turned around and slipped out of the hall from the nearest back door.
The sound of the music faded as you walked further away from the hall. You needed fresh air. You didn’t know what it was about Peter that made you want to smash your lips to his- no, smash his head in a wall.
“Y/N!” You looked back and saw Peter, pulling at his tie as he walked towards you.
You groaned, “what do you want?”
“I’m here to talk, you don’t have to be so rude” Peter frowned.
He stood before you in the hallway now, the lights were dimmed with no one in the distance, just you and him.
“Just leave me alone, Peter”
You sighed as you started walking away but he was quick to grab a hold on your wrist and pull you back.
“What are you doing, Peter!” you hissed.
When he realised what he did, Peter pulled his hand back, “I’m sorry-”
“Just stop it-”
You couldn’t finish your sentence as Peter pressed his lips to yours—a small chaste kiss—he quickly pulled back.
“What the fuck” you gasped in horror.
Your eyes were wide and all the colour from Peter’s face faded like he'd seen a ghost but what surprised him even more was when you leaned in and gave him another quick kiss. Your lips barely touched his but he still felt butterflies in his stomach.
You and Peter stood in the middle of the hall, no one dared to say anything as you just stared at each other for a moment.
Peter felt this desperate need to hold you as he swiftly pulled you in his arms, his lips latched on yours. You were quick to react with your arms hooked around his shoulders as your lips moved against his. You pulled his body to the nearest wall with his hands gripping your exposed skin on your waist, your hands tugged at his hair as he whimpered in your mouth. You were surprised when his tongue found yours in an instance like it was trained to do so. It felt like you were back at 16, making out with your boyfriend like horny teenagers.
You slightly pulled away, not believing what the fuck just happened as you stared up at Peter. His cheeks were pink from the make out session as you held his face in your hands, he slowly leaned in to peck your lips once again.
You realised how close you were to him in that moment, he was clinging to your body like a baby to his mother and it melted your heart, just a little. You felt all your walls coming down when you felt his heartbeat against your heartbeat and it was in sync.
“Do you like Bucky?” he asked you, his voice in a whisper.
Your lips were swollen and parted as you tried to make sense of what happened but as you heard the words falling out of Peter’s words, you couldn’t help but giggle.
But Peter didn’t find it funny, “Y/N, please”
“That is the first thing you ask me after suddenly kissing me?”
“I- I just need to hear you say that you don’t like Bucky” he mumbled
“I don’t like Bucky” you said.
You didn’t want to make any more snide comments or bicker with Peter, you didn’t want to ruin the moment.
“Honestly?” Peter asked.
“Yes, honestly” you nodded your head.
“So tell me you feel the same way I do”
Peter said calmly but his body showed just how desperate he was to hear you say it. He pressed you further against the wall as he pressed his body to yours even more. He was still holding you like his life depended on it, not planning to let go any time soon.
“I don’t know how you feel though” you whispered, looking in his eyes intensely.
“You know how I feel” Peter almost whined, getting impatient.
Peter had these unexplained feelings for you and he had no idea how to express it but he was absolutely sure that you felt the same way. He was sure that all the arguing over petty things and taunting one another, there was something intense hidden underneath. And now, he was in no mood to play around, he just wanted to confess his undying feelings for you and get it over with.
“I know you feel this. . . this weird pull towards me the way I feel this weird pull towards you”
“It’s just infatuation,” you said. You were protective of your heart, you were just saving yourself the heartbreak.
But Peter saw right through your lies as he quickly shook his head, “no, you know it’s something more”
“It is just infatuation,” you said, “You hate my guts and I hate how you get under my skin. I’m untouchable and that frustrates you and everyone talks about how you’re so sweet and I hate that”
Peter sighed as he let go of your body and stepped away, “it’s not infatuation”
“Yes, you’re untouchable and you’re out of my league and that’s what I hate, I hate how I want you but can’t have you. And you hate how everyone is always talking about how sweet I am because you know it’s true”
You rolled your eyes at Peter but this time, it was in a joking manner. It was light hearted and Peter knew as a smile settled on his lips.
“All I got from that was that you want me” you said, biting your lip.
“And that it isn’t infatuation,” Peter added.
You slowly nodded your head, you knew it was something more. You knew there was something more between you two, with the stolen glances and the flutter in your heart when he would pop in your mind for no reason at all. You knew you wanted to kiss Peter, that you wanted to hold his hand, how you wanted to parade him around as your boyfriend and you felt a little tingle in your toes at the realisation.
“Say something” Peter pleaded, his brown doe eyes looking into yours.
You slowly leaned in and kissed him. The kiss wasn’t rushed like before, his lips felt softer this time, passionately moving against yours as he held your hands to his chest.
“I like you, Peter Parker” you whispered as you pulled away from the kiss, you said it like it was a secret.
Peter smiled against your lips, “I like you too” he kissed you harder as he pinned you on the wall again. The kiss was short lived as the sound of laughter filled the hallway, you quickly pulled away.
Bucky stumbled out of the maintenance closet with a girl right behind him. The girl was a giggling mess, fixing her dress as Bucky halted when he saw the both of you. Peter and you weren’t kissing now but he still had you pinned to the wall and you still had your arms wrapped around his neck so when Bucky saw the position you and Peter were in, he audibly gasped.
Scared of Bucky’s reaction, your hold on Peter got even tighter than before as Bucky raised her finger at you both.
“I won’t tell anyone about you both if you promise to not tell anyone about what you just saw” he whispered as he neared you both.
You were flustered from before and now Peter was a full on red beetroot in the face as he looked at Bucky but you were quick to speak up.
“Yeah, yeah we won’t” you mumbled as you watched the girl quietly leave the corridor and enter the hall again.
You expected Bucky to leave when you made the deal but he stood still before you and Peter. You raised your eyebrows at him.
“What is going on between-” he started, “actually, don’t tell me”
He threw his hands up in defence and backed away, he turned around and you heard him mumble, “teenagers are fucking weird”
As you saw Bucky enter the hall again, you looked back at Peter and he busted out laughing, the sound of his laughter mixed with yours filled the hallway.
“Do you want to come back to my room?” You asked when you stopped laughing.
Peter went wide-eyed again, too shy to make sense of just exactly what you were saying, “Mr. Stark will kill me”
“Peter, he’s like your biggest fan and right now he’s busy partying” you said, “so what if you’re making out with me in my room, I’m literally 20”
“We’ll make out in your room?” Peter asked, his mouth agape in surprise.
You smirked, taking his hand as you started pulling him towards your bedroom door, “maybe”
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king of my heart, body and soul
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Hello! I hope you’re having a good day! Idk if you’re taking requests rn or not, but I had a small idea :)
Ok so Peter x Stark!reader, where Tony threw a big ass party for some unbeknownst reason, and it’s mandatory that all of the avengers be there. Since day one, Peter and y/n have never gotten along, it’s kinda like, you hate me so I hate you but we don’t know who hated each other first?? And y/n being a stark, she’s the center of attention, everyone loves her and she’s the mini version of Tony (smart, funny, sarcastic, etc.) Peter walks over to the small group that has formed around y/n, and he tries to be social but fails miserably. And when all the other people walk away later, she goes “Maybe you should stop trying to socialize, everyone hates you anyways.” (I can’t take credit for that line cuz I saw it on a Google screenshot from Pinterest 💀) and then Peter drags her to another room, a huge fight ensues, and then maybe like a confession because I physically cannot handle heartbreak? 🧍♀️ again, idk if you’re taking requests or not, but I would love to see your interpretation of this :)
Okay first of all, thank you so so much for sending this idea in, I LOVE it and I’m gonna write it and post it around Tuesday (that’s like my main day of posting any fanfiction lol)
I didn’t want to post it right here because this ask is long as it is but I’ll update this post with the link to the fanfiction when I post the work!!
Ps. I love love love getting requests so if anyone has any other idea/concept, send them in here
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Thank you for tagging me, you angel💓🥺
Can you recomend some good smut accounts??
@angelic-holland @mcuthotthoughts @rosyparkers @loveaffaire @bi-writes @cumholland @sinisterspidey @asonofpeter have fun :)
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Something About You
angst + fluff, enemies to lovers, stark!reader, jealous Peter
Something about Peter irked you to death even though everyone thought he was sweet. Something about you screamed untouchable and that made Peter feel something he couldn’t understand.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ “It’s always been you”
fluff, friends to lovers, boyfriend!Peter, aunt May cameo
Peter and you are both shy babies who are way too shy to admit that they like each other [requested]
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Kiss A Little More
fluff, friend to boyfriend!Peter
A very mushy, clingy first kiss with Peter [requested]
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ She Doesn’t Even Know
NSFW, angst, fluff, best friend!Peter to boyfriend!Peter
Peter and you have been best friends all your life. When one night, you and Peter make plans to study at your place for the upcoming exam, Peter finds a used condom in your bin and loses his shit because well. . .
₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Lavender, Yellow & You
Pure fluff, boyfriend!Bucky, extra soft!reader
Bucky’s journey from sleeping on the cold, hard floor to sleeping on the warm, lavender scented bed, all because of you.
₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Dark Little Paradise
NSFW, slight smut, boyfriend!Bucky, mob boss!Bucky
James Buchanan Barnes walked like a god and people couldn’t believe you made him weak. Oh, you really did make him weak.
Or where Bucky is a mob boss of the highest order and you’re his girlfriend, he can’t help but let his softer side show when it comes to you
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Love Language
pure fluff, boyfriend!Tom
Even though Tom tells you that he loves you all the time, he has several other ways to show you that he loves you—really just Tom being a very loving, caring boyfriend
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ His Last Name Next To Mine
angst, fluff, boyfriend!Tom
When Tom accidentally calls you Y/N Y/M/N Holland during an argument, things take an unexpected turn [requested]
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Twisted In Bedsheets
NSFW, mentions of sex, angst, ex-boyfriend!Tom
Tom and you have broken up months ago but he still somehow ends up twisted in your bedsheets
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Tom playing the guitar gives off major soft boyfriend vibes✨🧸
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since you’re also excited for dad!peter, do you think peter would be better with a daughter or a son? 🤔
Oh man, this is so tough! I’ve seen so many fanfics with a daughter and those are super cute but I think he’ll be amazing with a son too? He’ll call him ‘his lil spider’ or whatever I’m ekeksksk
But wait, if it’s a daughter then they would definitely have that daughter-father bond that everyone talks about and that’s so freaking cute? Wow this is tough😔
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Dark Little Paradise
Pairing: Mob Boss!Bucky Barnes x reader
Summary: James Buchanan Barnes walked like a god and people couldn’t believe you made him weak. Oh, you really did make him weak.
Or where Bucky is a mob boss of the highest order and you’re his girlfriend, he can’t help but let his softer side show when it comes to you.
Warnings/tags: slight smut, mention of murder, profanities, possessiveness, mob boss!Bucky, boyfriend!Bucky— 18+ (MINORS DNI)
Word count: 1.7k+
A/N: First Bucky fanfic, yay. Heavily inspired by reputation by Taylor Swift so expect some song references. Reblogs and feedback is always appreciated!
You checked the deep cherry coloured lipstick on your lips one last time before you walked out of the small bathroom of the club. Walking past the perfumed, drunken girls and to the front of the club, your eyes quickly scanned the room for your boyfriend.
You saw Bucky near the bar, a drink in his hand as he talked to some men with a stoney expression. They were standing right in front of him but their gaze was fixed at the ground, no one ever dared to look him in the eyes, it was considered disrespectful.
You walked back to the booth which was filled with a bunch of girls but you only knew some of them. As you sat down, one of the girls, Emily, spoke up, “must be nice having a mob boss for a boyfriend huh?”
Your eyes shifted from Bucky to Emily when you registered her words, “he’s just Bucky to me, not a mob boss”
“Oh come on,” Emily gave out a fake laugh, “you’re telling me his lifestyle doesn’t catch up to the relationship?”
You raised your eyebrows at her, “what do you mean?”
“Isn’t he dangerous? Does he ever threaten you or hit you? I mean, he’s a mob boss, they are cruel so I’m just saying that he’s basically incapable of loving someone. He’s going to drop you when he gets bored of you, I’ll give it 2 months” she rolled her eyes as she finished her glass of alcohol.
A scowl settled on your face, you couldn’t believe that she was assuming all this shit unprovoked.
“Not like it’s any of your business, Emma-”
“It’s actually Emily”
The audacity of this bitch to cut you off.
“I said Emma so now your name is Emma” you said in the sweetest voice you could master.
“As I was saying,” your voice dropped deep, “not like it’s any of your business, Emma, but James and I have been together for a year now, he has literally put a bullet through a man’s skull because he looked at me the wrong way and trust me, he wouldn’t think twice before putting a bullet through your head if you talked to me in the wrong tone”
The smile dropped from Emily’s face, she opened her mouth but no words came out of it.
“I see you’ve got my point, Emma” you smiled.
Standing up from your seat, you blew a kiss to your friends as they giggled. You adjusted the hem of your black silk dress and your heels clicked on the hard floor of the club as you walked straight to where Bucky was standing.
You saw him in the dark, standing with his back pressed to the bar counter, talking to his right hand man, Steve. He excused him when he saw you walking up to him.
“I want to go home,” you said, sitting down on the stool beside him.
“Is something wrong, baby?” He frowned, his ocean blue eyes filled with concern.
He took your hand as he gently kissed your wrist, just below the gold bracelet you were wearing. His initials, JBB, engraved on top of the thin cuff bracelet that he had gifted you on your birthday.
“This girl, she was annoying me and now I’m annoyed so I want to leave” you huffed.
“Do I need to put a bullet through her head?” Bucky sipped on his whiskey as he tugged you closer to him, his leather jacket now pressed to your chin as you looked up at him.
His words made you giggle, reminding you of what you said to Emily earlier but you shook your head, “no, no, that’s not necessary”
“If someone is bothering you, you tell me, okay? I’ll take care of it” he said as he gently caressed your cheek.
You could feel the stares from all around the club. Even though the club was half empty now that it was past midnight, you could still see a few of Bucky’s men by the entrance gawking at you, you could see the girls in the booth blinking slowly as they watched your boyfriend showing a softer side in public but Bucky didn’t care.
He didn’t care that you were in public, he didn’t care that people were looking at the two of you as he gently stroked your cheek in a club and he definitely didn’t give two shits about looking like a lovesick puppy when it came to you.
He was a mob boss who had the whole city at his feet, he killed, smuggled and gambled for a living but when it came to you, it was simple— you were a handful and bratty sometimes, but you were his baby, the love of his life. He was dangerous and a little bit mad sometimes but he was your man, the king of your heart.
“I know,” you said softly.
You melted in his hand, clutched his jacket and pulled him in for a chaste kiss. His vibranium hand found your neck as he gently stroked the side of your neck, his fingers playing with the thin chain of your heart shaped locket. The heart shaped locket with his face hidden inside of it.
“I want to leave” you almost whined as you pulled away from the kiss.
“We’re just sealing this deal with some people, Steve is there right now so as soon as I know it’s done, we’ll leave. Just give me a few more minutes, baby”
You frowned but nodded anyway, leaning in, you got closer to his ear, “I just want to go back home so you can fuck me”
Bucky chuckled at your words but you knew they made an impact when the tip of his fingers digged into your thigh. He looked around the club, everyone who was gawking at the two of you quickly turned their gaze at their table, he leaned in and whispered in your ear, “I would love to do that, baby, would love to tear this dress off you”
You smiled as you bit your lip, “I only bought this dress so you could take it off anyway so I wouldn’t mind that at all”
Bucky smirked at your words, he grasped your face lightly as he started to pull your face to his but his actions were interrupted by Steve who showed up behind you.
“Uh, it’s done,” he said.
“Like 100%?” Bucky asked.
“Had to threaten him into it but yeah 100%” Steve nodded his head.
“Alright, make sure he keeps his mouth shut”
“Yeah, made sure of that by telling him that we know where his family lives”
“Wait, do we know where his family lives?” Bucky questioned as Steve laughed.
“No, we don’t but we had to threaten him, right?” Steve shrugged his shoulders as Bucky laughed with him.
Steve gave you a small nod as he turned to go back to wherever he came from. Two of Bucky’s men escorted you both back to the car as you happily slipped inside the private compartment.
As soon as you saw Bucky get inside from the other side, you were on him. Your lips found his in a lustful kiss, both of his hands gripped your hips and you just knew his vibranium hand would leave a mark there, marking you his.
“You’re so greedy tonight” Bucky smiled against your lips.
You pushed one of your knees between his legs as you sat on his thigh, almost grinding on it to release some tension.
“You’ve been such a bad girl tonight. Seducing me in the club, getting greedy-” you felt his bulge against your inner thigh.
“I’m never a bad girl” you rolled your eyes as you sat on his lap.
“But you do bad things with me, for me, don’t you”
It wasn’t a question because you and him both knew it was true. You hummed, leaving feathery light kisses along his jaw, your lipstick on his face now.
“I want to cum so bad” you almost moaned as you pulled back, looking at his face.
“Whatever you want, baby” Bucky smiled, you felt his cold fingers brushing against your clothed cunt, his hand tangled in your hair as he tugged on them gently.
The way back home was a good 25 minutes ride and Bucky took advantage of that by making you cum around his fingers, not once but twice.
The sound of his grunts as he played with your sensitive bud, the melody of your moans reached his ear as you threw your head back in bliss, his cock was as hard as a rock by the time you finished. He pulled you back to his lips, not giving you any time to come down from your high.
“Say you’re mine” he mumbled, his forehead pressing against yours.
“I’m yours” you whispered, pecking his lips again, “I’m all yours”
Satisfied with the answer, Bucky tugged at your hair again, your neck falling back as his lips found their way to your neck, he left a dark red love bite there which would definitely turn a shade of purple by tomorrow morning.
When the car came to a halt indicating that you’ve reached home, Bucky pulled away as you whimpered, not wanting him to stop but he assured you that once he gets you in the bedroom, he would go on all night.
And he kept his promise because the rest of the night was spent with him between your legs, devouring you like you were his last meal, then he almost broke the bed when he fucked you over and over again.
The next morning, Bucky woke up with scratches down his back and you woke up with purple-pink love bites on your neck, you didn’t mind at all and wore them like a necklace instead. He marked your body and you did the same. You were his and he wanted everyone to know that.
Everyone knew that he would cross the line for you, you knew that he’d kill for you and you would do the same for him. You would fall from grace, just so you could touch his face and if you ever walked away, he would beg you on his knees to stay. It was ride or die for you both, this was your paradise, your dark little paradise.
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Tom, under the mask: :)
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