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simplystevies · 3 years

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like you love me

pairings || 70’s!pornstar!bucky x neighbour!reader

summary || your neighbour was never quiet, but when you came knocking on his door at four in the morning, you knew something was up.

warnings || 18+ minors dni, illusions to porn, alcohol consumption, reader is oblivious, unprotected sex, passionate sex, angst

note || this is honestly all over the place i’m sorry bdidndjdndjdjfjfb

wc || 2.3k

the day was dull, as were the other ones in the gloomy month of november. mornings were darker, barely having seven hours of real daylight. you loved the atmosphere.

you loved everything about it. the worst part, was your neighbour decided that it would be a great time to start bringing women home. your rooms were on opposite sides of a wall.

every night, the banging of his headboard sounded through to you. you were surprised that the wall hadn’t caved in. most nights were spend with you blaring queen before the banging stopped.

slowly, your schedule started to mould his. you were waking up when he did, sleeping when he did. your job at the cafe wasn’t very accepting on you being late every few days.

your neighbour was a sweet guy. his name was james, but he always asked you to call him bucky. his hair was somewhere near his jaw, his beautifully chiselled jaw.

his side profile was beautiful, enough to make your knees weak. he was easy to talk to, understanding. he wore dog tags around his neck, telling you stories about the war.

you met his friends, steve and sam, they were equally as sweet. steve was slightly awkward, even though he had no reason to, being so big and handsome. sam was equally as big and handsome.

the three of them seemed like the type you’d see at the gym and fall in love with each of them, or maybe you’d make eye contact with them at the airport and they infect your brain like a plague for days.

bucky was really charming, you figured that would’ve been a good attribution to why he takes multiple women home. he was already living in your apartment building when you moved in.

he showed you the ins and outs of the place, told you about the other people in the building. when you met him he had stubble and a tight haircut with a medium quiff.

he seemed to be following trends. you didn’t mind, walking up almost every morning and seeing him every day was a nice apology to everything that happens the night before.

sometimes you’d catch the women in the halls, if you were in for an early shift. they would give you a smile and wa— wobble downstairs. from the flushed looks and inability to walk, you gathered that he was good in bed.

if you were taking groceries up to your apartment, and bucky caught you, he’d take them all in. you hated it, but he assured you that it was okay and you could repay him with your treats.

every friday you would bake, bake for the week. cookies, brownies, pastries, anything. you would pack three of everything on a few plates for bucky.

“hi bucky!” you smiled as he opened the door. he smiled and looked at your hands. “ouu, more treats?” he asked, taking one of the plates from your hands, leaving you with two.

bucky walked away, allowing you to walk in. “yes, more treats, i put the chocolate chips in the brownies just like you like.” you said, putting the plates down. bucky turned you around and sighed.

“you’re amazin’, what would i do without ya?” he said, wrapping his arm around your waist. you smiled and kissed his cheek. he felt his cheeks grow hot. “i know what i’d do without you, i’d sleep better.”

your teasing tone made him chuckle and pick up a brownie. “y’know i cant held it.” he smirked, shoving it in his mouth. you rolled your eyes playfully and shoved his chest.

bucky smiled and sighed. “wanna sleepover tonight? promise no one is coming.” he smirked, pinching your waist. “hm, i don’t have work tomorrow.” you shrugged.

“please? i rented halloween and jaws, you can’t let me watch those alone.” he teased. you cocked an eyebrow before nodding. “fine, i’ll go get changed and i’ll come back.” you said.

bucky was ecstatic, already pulling out his tape of halloween. when you walked in wearing a tank top and shorts. he bit his lip as he sat down on his love seat.

he extended his arm, looking up at you. you sat down, cuddling into his chest. you felt something wet rub against the back of your thigh. you groaned and pulled it out.

you were now face to face with an empty condom. “wow, what a surprise.” you groaned, flicking it onto his lap. bucky groaned and lifted it himself. “shit, i’m sorry.” he said, getting up.

the night was fast, you two ended up sleeping on the couch in each other’s arms. you were the first to wake up, rubbing your nose and pulling away to stretch.

“mornin’.” bucky said, his voice raspy. you smiled and looked back at him. “i’m going out, later tonight, feel free to join me.” you winked, standing up. “you leavin’ me already?”

you shook your head, sitting next to him again. “just needed to stretch my back.” you mumbled, putting your head back on his chest. bucky’s hand moved to your thigh, his thumb rubbing the bottom of it.

you two stayed and spoke for another two hours before getting up and walking to the kitchen. “i need to get ready.” you mumbled, grabbing a bowl and pouring some cereal in it.

bucky ate breakfast with you before letting you leave, almost. “you gonna come tonight?” you asked, turning at his door. “i can’t, got work.” he shrugged. you scoffed and shook your head.

“work is code for super hot babe?” you teased, pressing the button of his nose. bucky smiled and sighed. “you know me too well.” he shook his head, kissing your head and pushing you slightly.

you walked back to your apartment, getting into a shower almost immediately. you washed and shaved before getting out and brushing your teeth. you styled your hair and did your makeup.

you wore a pair of flared jeans, a neon pink crop top that showed your cleavage and high high-heels. you hummed as you sat on you couch, waiting for your friends.

once your friends showed up, you left your apartment only to be greeted by bucky and some blonde chick. you gave him a flat smile before walking away with your friends.

sometimes you think to yourself, what if i like bucky? he is a great guy, he does make you feel butterflies when he compliments you, he does make you happy when you’re sad.

you shake the thought from your head, tonight was about you and your girls, not bucky. there was no need to think about bucky and his dashing looks or his witty charm.

shut up. god can you just shut up! you irritated yourself by thinking about him, about how he holds a cigarette in between his lips, or how he always has his hand under your leg, rubbing your thigh.

how he always wants just to cuddle, invites you over for movies, enjoys your treats not because he wants to fuck you, but because he actually likes them.

some days you thought he felt the same. him kissing your cheek or nose, the way he held you close if you two were hanging out. every gesture made you think your feelings were the same.

but then the banging starts. the painful banging that makes your heart tear apart an inch with each bang. every day you thought it was different, only to find out it was the same.

you thought about as you downed a shot, the burning took your mind from the situation for a second, making you thirsty for more. you downed another, then another, then another.

eventually you were dancing with your friends, random men and whoever would take your grasp. you were having the time of your life, and for a moment, you forgot about your troubles awaiting you at home.

but, everything good had to come to an end. you drunkenly walked up the steps to your apartment, giggling to yourself. you finally reached your door, searching for your keys.

“crap.” you cursed, giggling as you leaned into your door. you sighed loudly as you realised your only option was to greet bucky with a wide drunken smile.

“y/n? it’s four in the morning.” his voice was groggy, his eyes barely opened. you giggled at him, looking down to see he was only in a pair of boxers. “nice wiener dude.” you joked, walking inside.

bucky sighed and walked you to the red love seat. “what do you want?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. you looked around his apartment, it looked almost exactly like yours. “you’d think after the war they’d pay you enough to get a nice house.” you blurted.

you couldn’t help it, it was like word vomit, saying anything and everything. “hey, shut up.” bucky lightly slapped your cheek before walking to his kitchen.

you gasped and looked up at him with your eyebrows tied together. “here, take this.” he said, handing you two aspirin and some water. you smiled and took them, grabbing bucky and pulling him down.

bucky groaned and went to get up. “are you gonna leave? or do i have to babysit you tonight?” he teased, lifting you up bridal style. “i left my key with my friend.”

bucky rolled his eyes and brought you into his room. he stripped you of your jeans and crop top, going to grab you one of his shirts. your hands connect with his shoulders, pulling him in.

you kissed him roughly, hungrily. bucky kissed back, his hands moving onto your waist. “stop.. stop.” he whispered, pulling away. “i don’t wanna take advantage of you.” he shook his head.

“i want this, i want it real bad.. bucky just give it to me.” you begged, kissing him again. bucky sighed and gave in, pulling you into him. his hands moved under your thighs, lifting you up.

he placed you on his dresser, grinding against you. you whined, pulling him in by the light fabric of his boxers. “need you, bucky, fuckin’ need you.” you whispered, your hands moving to his face.

bucky nodded and pulled down his boxers. “do you want me to use a condom?” he asked. you shook your head. “i gotta feel you, james.” you sighed. bucky felt himself melt.

he moved your panties to the side, his forehead pressing against yours. “do you still want this?” he asked. you nodded and pulled in his hips. bucky smiled and slid into you.

you let out a loud moan, pushing your head into his. bucky groaned, giving you a few seconds to adjust before thrusting into you slowly. you whined, throwing your head back.

bucky shook his head, his hand moving to the back of your head, pulling your forehead against yours. “look at me.” he whispered. for a second, a tiny second, you felt like you were loved.

the feeling was so unfamiliar but beautiful, you wanted to saviour the moment forever. you kept your eyes on his, sweat growing on both of your foreheads.

you felt like you were floating. the both of you, drifting into the sky. you sighed, shutting your eyes for just a second. when you opened them, the moment was gone.

you were back in bucky’s apartment, both of you clung too each other. your hands moved around his neck as you cried out, bucky hitting the spot deep inside of you that you couldn’t even explain.

your toes curled and your tights squeezed around his hips. “is that it? that where you want me?” he asked, repeating the exact same slow and harsh thrusts. “oh my god yes! fuck yes!” you cried out.

you threw your head back as you felt a knot form in your stomach. “fuck, bucky, right there! oh, yes!” you moaned, biting your lip as you felt the knot grow tighter.

your legs wrapped around him as you released all over him, creating a massive mess. “oh god.” you sighed, pushing your head into his shoulder. bucky groaned as you clenched around him.

this led to bucky releasing ropes and ropes of his spend inside of you. “fuck.” he whispered, shutting his head and throwing his head back. you whimpered as he pulled out.

bucky watched as his orgasm slowly dripped out of you. there was a knock on the door— a pounding on the door. bucky sighed and pulled his boxers back up. “i’ll be back.” he said

you nodded and pulled up your panties. bucky walked back into the room with your keys in his hand. “thank you bucky.” you gushed, taking the keys from his hand.

“see you tomorrow?” he asked, smiling at you. you nodded and kissed his cheek. “bye bucky.” you mumbled, walking out of his apartment and into your own.

you cleaned yourself up, before getting into bed and falling asleep happily. the next morning, you woke up and got in for a shower almost immediately.

you walked out of your apartment, getting ready to see bucky with a smile. you looked over at his door to see him walking in with a blonde girl. you felt your heart shatter.

you froze. bucky turned around and his face dropped. “y/n, i can explain.” he said quickly, walking over to you. you shook your head and walked back into your apartment.

you sat on the floor, putting your head in your hands with a loud groan. this time wasn’t different, you were stupid to even think that it was anything but the same.

bucky’s heart broke as he watched your door slam in his face. he sighed and walked into his own apartment. “i cant shoot tonight, sorry.” he mumbled, walking into his room.

the crew and the girl sighed and groaned as they started to pack up, getting out of the room to leave bucky alone with his thoughts.

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buckysswinter · 2 years

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cruel summer

18+ minors dni

warnings: smut, fluff(for a brief second???), reader is kinda innocent??, corruption kink, daddy kink, praise kink, spanking, degradation kink, carter being mean to the reader, angst, heartbreak

not edited or beta'd- do not repost or translate!

playboy!carter baizen x f!reader

word count: 1,765

said i'm fine, but it wasn't true; i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

she doesn't know how she ended up here once again, sneaking through the garden gate to go see carter. she shouldn't be doing this, she should've stopped it before it began; but why would she when the guy she's been longing for finally noticed her?

this fancy house in the suburbs owned by the baizens was carter's little hideaway from the city, this suburbs where her parents were housed by the baizens. if only her parents knew, they would disapprove of this. her mother always told her that her kind wasn't welcomed by the circle of people the baizens ran with, the baizens being kind enough to treat them as equals were a rare thing.

her mother was carter's many nannies, but his mother knew her mother personally and that was why his mom treated her family so well. she grew up with carter, though she was always in the shadows; whenever he got home from his fancy family trips, he would give her a souvenir, something as simple as a keychain or a magnet that she's kept all these years. as she got to the back door, she looked around; this was peaceful place, a little piece of even in a hectic world. that's what carter had told her.

-"this place is like paradise among the city, my little safe haven."

she feels special that carter would share such a thing with her, she didn't understand what it was to be constantly followed by paparazzi so she believes him.

she uses her secret knock her and carter had agreed on, he opens the door with his mischievous grin and he pulls her in, immediately kissing her. she returns the kiss with passion and love.

no she couldn't think about that word, love. she couldn't let it slip that all these years, she's loved carter baizen. he simply does not see her like that and she constantly reminds herself that.

she pulled away from the kiss,

-"hi carter, nice to see you too," he laughed at this.

-"sorry, i was just really eager to have you here baby," that, that's what made her fall in love with carter baizen. his ability to make her feel special. she was a regular person but every time she was with carter, he made a point to make her feel special and she loved it. who wouldn't? each word he spoke to her provided butterflies in her stomach.

she couldn't find the words to reply to carter so instead, she kissed him back. the strawberry taste from her lips being devoured by carter.

he leads her to the kitchen, where two bourbon glasses were on the sink. perhaps he had a friend come over or a business associate. before she could make a comment on it, carter picks her up and lays her down the kitchen island. stripping her of the dress she put on for him, then he moves to himself, taking the cashmere robe off, revealing his already hard dick.

carter moved to take her white cotton underwear off,

-"god baby, you're just teasing me at this point aren't you?" she remember carter saying that he likes when she wore white underwear, he likes that she was innocent; so she did it more and more.

she could only whine and nod at his dirty talk, she wasn't experienced with the dirty talk after all.

-"come on kitten, you can respond, i know you can." carter had told her rules, when they were having sex, she would have to call him daddy; and frankly that turned her on even more.

-"yes daddy," the way the word rolls of her tongue made carter groan.

-"fuck baby, you're so good to me." carter spread her legs open, he left kisses down her leg and came back up to face her soaking wet pussy. he took his fingers and swiped it at her folds,

-"kitten you're so wet, i don't think i need to prepare you," carter knew this would get a rise out of her because as much as he loved eating her out, she loved getting eaten out by him.

-"no daddy please please, i'll be good" she was desperate for this man and that made him smirk.

-"you promise kitten?" carter loved having the upper hand whenever they fucked.

-"yes daddy i promise," she was eager to have his face on her pussy that she lifted her hips up.

carter pushes her hips down using his shoulders, he licks her all the way up causing her to moan. the pleasure he gives her could never be provided by another man. his tongue, hot and heavy against her pussy, and she feels like she's in heaven. the way carter is licking her up, the way his tongue would tease her hole and prod it slightly with the tip of his tongue.

-"fuck kitten, you always taste so good for daddy." carter's little praises gets her closer to the edge. he licks her up quicker, his mouth closing in on her clit. the way he tugs on her clit and follows it up with the powerful lick of his tongue pushes her to the edge. carter slurps her juices, carter pushes himself up, spanking her pussy; this made her jolt, prolonging her orgasm.

-"holy fuck carter," her mind was hazy from the orgasm that she hadn't noticed what she had called him. she stops from her tracks, opening her eyes to see carter's face turn serious and before she could open her mouth to apologize, she's turned around, ass up in the air.

-"oh kitten, i didn't know your orgasm was that good that you forgot the rules; you did promise me to be good and now look at you too cock drunk to remember the rules." carter caresses her left ass cheek before striking down a hard smack, making her yelp. carter laughs in response, giving her five more before he caresses her now red ass cheek once more.

-"i'm really sorry daddy, i'll never forget again" she apologizes once carter is done. she had let it slip, too close to comfort perhaps. she reminded herself that these rules were made by him, maybe she's letting her feelings show; maybe perhaps, she should tell him how she truly feels. when they started whatever this way during the beginning of summer, everything felt new to her; the shape of his body, the way they fit together, the way she sealed her faith every time she agreed to see him.

-"you better not kitten, because next time the punishment will be much worse."

carter flipped her around once again and slapped his dick on her clit, the action making her needy. carter smiled at the fact that she was only needy for him, that she was in his control. he entered her, keeping his eyes in contact with hers; this made her immediately tighten around him.

-"fuck kitten you have to relax," carter was used to her being tight but her immediately doing this almost made him feel too good. she couldn't reply, she only nodded.

carter slid out of her, keeping only his tip in before he pushed all the way in her. both groaning at the pleasure, he gave her no time to adjust and he roughly picked the pace up. she held onto his shoulders, fingernails digging into them, this encouraged carter to keep going. y/n tried to lift her hips up and meet his pace, carter placed on of his hands on her hips, the other on her boob, toying with her hard nippples. he found her mouth, giving her a rough kiss, moving down her neck and sucking on her sweet spot. everything felt so good, the way he was pounding in and out of her was surreal, the way he played with her hardened bud and his grip on her waist; carter baizen knew her body. this realization made her walls tighten, carter felt her warm walls tightening and took his hand off her tit and found her clit; he tightly circled her clit. the buzzing pleasure made its way to her body, the countertop now feeling cold against her hot and sweaty skin. y/n's eyes rolled back, toes curling before she let go, she elicit a gasp as carter kept pounding animalistically.

-"fuck fuck fuck kitten, you make me feel so good. you're so good for me" carter praises her as he cums. he slowly pulls out of her, making both of them hiss and carter gets a cloth to clean them both up.

carter quickly tossed y/n her dress, this made her brows furrow; carter never threw her out. the proclamation of love came out of her mouth,

-"i love you carter baizen, when will you see that?" her eyes were tearing up, she was tired of dropping hints that he couldn't figure out.

-"that's the worst thing i've ever heard. you and i will never be together, do you not realize that i only used you for my pleasure? i felt pity on you because you looked like a lost puppy. this summer is nothing more than a hookup to me and you should realize that." the gut-wrenching truth made her palm itch. she nodded at this, accepting the pain and anguish that he dealt her. she knew that it was all too good to be true, the eye twinkling smiles she gave him were never reciprocated. she never thought that carter would call her pathetic though. then she realized, she was pathetic for loving such man, carter was merely being civil. she was pathetic for accepting his deal in the beginning of summer knowing how it could destroy her. and lastly, she was pathetic that she still loved him right after he just tore her heart in two.

her tears made its way down her cheek, her hand wiping it. y/n simply nodded at his revelation,

-"goodbye carter baizen." her voice cracked, she needed to get out of his house. as soon as she was out her tears flooded her eyes; she would never ask him to love her back. she understood that they were from different worlds and no matter what she does carter baizen will never love her back.

she left the garden gate that she snuck into open, the sound of a car surprising her as carter never had visitors this late. as she looked up, she saw the one and only blair waldorf climbing out of the limo; carter was back in his robe, meeting blair on the front steps of the house.

a/n: this hurt me lol

#sebastian stan #bucky x reader #bucky barnes one shot #sebastian stan fanfic #bucky x female reader #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan one shot #sebastian stan x you #bucky barnes #carter baizen #gossip girl #seb stan angst #heartbreak

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piggyjeans · 3 years

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Talentless (request)

Sebastian stan x teen!reader, Sebastian stan x costar!reader

Request description: so a Sebastian Stan x teen!reader, where they are really close and he helps them a lot and. they are in a few movies together. in one interview or online or something some accuses the reader of riding their career off of Sebastian’s and Seb assures them that it is not the case

Requested by: @ellerosie2332 it won’t tag u idk why im sorry :(

Warnings: online bullying & insecurity

(A/n): ok I’m sorry bc this is really really short :/ I honestly don’t like thjs fic at all but I wanted to post it for u bc u deserve it . Thank u for requesting it :D I love the request just not the way I wrote it. I hope u like it tho, sorry if u don’t :(

You’d met seb a few years back when you were a brand new actor cast in a movie with him. It was your first acting job and you were ecstatic to be working with someone so extravagant and famous. You didn’t know what to say when you first met him, because of how new to the acting game you were, and you’d had no experience. So you just decided to stay quiet.

But when you finally met him, he’d walked over to the coffee & pastries table you stood at, and introduced himself. “Hi, I’m y/n. Nice to meet you.” You replied politely. But by the end of the day, you two were already laughing and making jokes out of everything. You’d shown your true self and Sebastian loved it.

Over the time the two of you worked together on that first movie, you grew closer and closer everyday. You were such close friends that the directors and crew had to separate you as often as they could because otherwise you were incredibly disruptive with your laughter and constant ability to find humor in anything.

The day you wrapped was devastating, because you didn’t want to leave your best friend. You didn’t remember what life was like before you’d met Sebastian and you don’t want to go back to figuring it out. The two of you hugged for like an hour before you left on your flight to go back to your hometown, and you cried the entire way, texting Sebastian about how sad you were, and the old man who was sleeping next to you on the plane. You even took a selfie with him while he was drooling on his neck pillow. Sebastian made you smile even when you were states apart.

And only a few days after you’d wrapped the movie, you sat in your bed after finishing school, with nothing to do. Once you checked your email you were offered a role in another movie that had casted Sebastian stan, So you screenshotted the email and sent it to Sebastian and you both freaked out. Yeah, Sebastian freaked out like a teenage girl from his apartment in NYC.

Low and behold, no more than a month later, the two of you were reunited to work together, and make more and more crew members aggravated out of their mind.

This was only one of many. Over the course of the past few years, you and Sebastian have worked in five different movies together, and there could possibly be more in the future. You two had a Seth Rogen & James Franco dynamic, in the aspect of how many movies you’ve worked in together, disregarding the controversy with James Franco.

You two were doing press for your most recent movie, where you played Sebastian's daughter. It was incredible to film, as always. So much fun, and that’s what you told anyone who asked you.

Today, you and Sebastian had been doing interviews all morning nonstop, and you were absolutely exhausted. It’d been one after another of answering the same questions, and you barely had any time to do anything else.

In the interview you were currently in, a 30 something man was asking you the same questions you’d been hearing all day, and you were ready to just repeat all the other answers you’ve said. But this was pretty much the first time all day you’ve heard a different question. The man said, “So y/n, how do you feel about getting nominated for a young actors award?” You stared at him.

You didn’t say anything at first, your eyes were confused as you were trying to comprehend what he just said. Sebastian must’ve been feeling the same way, because he replied for you when he said, “what?”

The man repeated his question, and neither of you answered, again. “Y/n was nominated for a young actors award today, have you not heard?” He said.

“Holy shit, what!?” Sebastian said, as he turned to look at you. Honestly you were still processing when the man told you the first time, and it barely even hit you. “Oh my god.” You said. Thank god that was the last interview for the day, because after that, you and Sebastian went back to your own hotel rooms and just sat around. You were alone in your room, scrolling through social media, liking and replying to all the nice comments.

Then you went on Instagram and saw that Sebastian had tagged you in a post. He posted a picture of you that he’d taken from many years ago. You barely even remember the moment because of how young you were, and you look entirely different. The two of you were eating ice cream. You can’t believe sebastians kept such a low quality picture on his phone for so long, but it makes you smile as you double tap on the photo, slightly scrolling down to read the caption.

sebastianstan: give it up for the coolest kid I know! Y/n is such an amazing actor, and has been since the day I first met them. I’m so thankful to have had the honor and privilege of getting to know them so early on in their career, and I wouldn’t change that for the world! Y/n has built their career from the ground up and it’s been incredible to watch, congratulations y/n, go big or go home!

You smile at your phone, and comment LOVE U SEB💓💓💓

You spend a few more minutes on Instagram, and the last social media you decide to check is Twitter. When you first open it, you see fan accounts that you’d followed tweeting things like, “y/n antis are being ruthless rn I feel terrible :/“

You’re confused, so you check the trending page, and there you are. Y/n l/n is trending. You screenshot it five times and send it to your best friends. This is even crazier than when you’d found out you were nominated for the award in the first place. Once you click on your name, you wish you hadn’t. Your fan accounts are right. People are being ruthless.

Sebastian congratulating y/n as if he’s not the entire reason they’re famous LMFAOOOO

I just know seb feels bad for y/n and the fact that they have the emotional capacity of a fucking dog and had to post that to try to convince them otherwise… he’s too nice that he just bold faced lies I can’tttt😭😭😭😭😭

I don’t get it bc y/n literally doesn’t have an ounce of talent ?? Like anyone of us on stan twt could do better than them I-

Bruh the way y/n would literally be no where if not for seb…😭😭😭

LMFAOOO THE WAY I JUST KNOW Y/N WAS SO HAPPY AFTER SEEING SEBS POST AS IF ITS NOT ALLLLL A LIE I CANT

You furrow your eyebrows in anger, and close out the Twitter app. You stand up and walk away from your phone. Are they right? Is it all because of Sebastian? You barely had any projects that Sebastian is not a part of, so maybe they are right.

You get ready to go to dinner with Sebastian, even though you’re not feeling like it anymore. Your stomach turns in embarrassment as you think about how people really see you that way. You never meant to build your entire career off of him, but I guess people noticed. Before you or Sebastian did.

A few minutes later, Sebastian knocks on your door. You open it while walking past it, not paying attention. “You ready?” He asks. You hum in reply, rubbing your forehead. “You alright, y/n?” He asks, you nod your head slowly, looking for your shoes.

He walks over to you and puts his hand on your shoulder, you sigh immediately and look up at him. “What's wrong? We’re going out to celebrate, you need to be happy!” Sebastian says. You shake your head again, and walk away from him, letting his hand drop to his side. “Everything’s fine, Sebastian. Don’t worry. I’ll have fun.” You say, in possibly the least reassuring voice you could.

“Y/n, cut the bullshit. I don’t need you to lie to me, alright? What’s wrong?” Sebastian says, putting his hands on his hips. He looks maternal. If the two of you weren’t low-key fighting at the moment, you’d tease him for looking like your mother.

“Just the internet. It’s fine, it happens all the time. Stupid kids saying stupid things, whatever. Let’s just go.” You say, sitting on the foot of your bed to put your shoes on.

“Okay, well what was said this time?” Sebastian asks you, and you sigh. “A lot of things, alright? People saying I don’t deserve the award and stuff, it doesn’t matter.” You stand up and look in the mirror on the wall of your hotel room.

“Y/n.” Sebastian says, standing behind you and watching your face from the mirror. “People were saying I didn’t have any talent because I piggybacked off your career, basically. But like I said, it’s chill, so let’s just go.” You say, avoiding eye contact at all cost, searching your room for something that isn’t even there, because you know if you look at Sebastian, your risking crying.

Sebastian is quiet for a while, “That's a lie.” Is all he says. You finally meet his gaze, and chuckle. “Yeah. Thanks. Let's go.” You say, grabbing your bag. “You are talented, y/n. More talented than I am. And at such a young age.” He says, sitting on the foot of your bed. “Alright seb, thanks. It’s fine.” You say.

“I mean, who would even say those things? They’re probably just immature high schoolers who are jealous because you get to hang out with me. And I’m cool.” He continues.

You laugh slightly, “yeah, you’re cool seb. Come on, we’re gonna be late.” He shakes his head, “don’t listen to those people. You built your own career. You wouldn’t have been cast with me for the first time if you were talentless. They know nothing.” He says.

You smile. “Thank you.”

“Don’t ever listen to people who hide behind a screen and make such bold claims. Their opinions are the least valid in this world, even if they think it’s the most important.” Sebastian says, standing up.

You continue smiling, not knowing when he’s gonna stop, so not knowing when to answer. “You gonna say thank you again?” He says. “Thanks.” You laugh.

He walks over and hugs you. “You’re important to me. You wouldn’t be important to me if you had no talent.”

You gasp dramatically, and pull out of the hug. “Is that all I’m worth to you!?” You say, tapping into your acting skills. But Sebastian is just laughing. “I’m the one riding off of your career. They’ve got it all wrong.” He says. Now the two of you are laughing. You laugh out the door, you laugh walking to dinner, in the car, all night. Whenever you’re together, you two always find a way to make everything funny, and to work everything out.

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Taglist: @ohworm-writes

#Sebastian stan #sebastian stan x teen!reader #Sebastian stan x daughter!reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x daughter #sebastian stan x you #bucky barnes x teen!reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x daughter!reader #carter baizen #marvel #marvel cast x teen!reader #marvel mcu #marvel cast #mcu cast x teen!reader #mcu

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strawboorybunny · 2 years

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Betrayed

Pairing: Carter Bazien x Nerdy!Reader

Words: 1900+

Author’s note: Hey, guys! So, this is my first post. I had promised my lovely @cxddlyash a fic for her birthday! Let me know what you think! Enjoy and happy reading!

Warnings: Angst, fluff, an asshole and just Carter Bazien in general.

You took a drink of wine as you watched Carter from across the room. He gave you a wink and a smirk as the blonde he was flirting with took him to one of the back rooms of the club. You rolled your eyes before downing your wine.

You sat down at the bar waving to the bartender for another glass. You glanced behind you at the back rooms. You and Carter have been friends since you guys were kids. You have been there for each other until he started playing his games. You and Carter were very different. He was more into money and girls while you were more interested in reading and staying out of everyone’s games. But like the other girls, you fell hard for Carter Baizen.

You sighed before downing your second glass. The bartender gave you a glance as he cleaned a cup. You gave him a smile before placing money down. “This is for the wine and the drinks the guy I was with ordered.” He nodded and took the cash. You took out your phone and hovered over his name. You shook your head before putting your phone away and leaving.

You sat on your couch reading a book. You groaned as you heard a knock on the door. You got up and looked through your spyglass. “Carter?” You whispered to yourself before opening the door. Carter looked at you before walking into your apartment.

“Where the hell did you go?” He asked while stepping into your apartment. You closed the door behind him and leaned up against it.

“I came home. You were…busy,” you mentioned and Carter chuckled, walking into your kitchen. You watched as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

He downed the alcohol before rubbing a hand down his face. “You could have told me.”

You scoffed. “Uh huh. So what? You could try to convince me to stay as you fuck another whore?!”

Carter then scoffed. “Is that all you think I do?”

“No Carter, I know that’s all you fucking do. And…and you expect me to go along with everything you do. I’m not like you Carter! I’m sick of watching your games!” You felt your anxiety rising. Carter walked towards you.

He nodded as he licked his lips. “I see.” You watched him carefully. You moved away from the door and from him. You knew Carter was beyond pissed at you. He chuckled before pinning you against the wall. “Well at least I can get someone in the bedroom. I don’t think we need to be reminded about senior year now do we?” You began to tear up at the memory. You stayed against the wall as Carter left your apartment.

You looked at Carter from the passenger seat. “Are you sure about this?”

He gave you a reassuring smile. “Of course I am. You know I wouldn’t put you in any situation you were uncomfortable with.” You smiled slightly before looking at the mansion just down the road from the car. Carter got out and opened your door. You laughed as he held out his hand.

“What a gentleman.” You said as you took his hand. He laughed before leading you to the party. You felt uncomfortable as some of the girls glared at you for being with Carter.

“I’m going to get us some drinks. You go wait outside for me. It’s not as loud out there.” He said to you over the music. You nodded before going outside. You shifted uncomfortably as a few guys checked you out. “Here we are.” You quietly thanked Carter as you took a drink.

Carter led you to a group sitting outside. “Ladies, gentlemen, this is y/n.” You waved awkwardly before sitting down next to Carter. You took sips of your drinks as Carter flirted with the girls.

You glanced over at the guys. Some were participating in their own conversations. You blushed as one smirked your way. You looked behind you to see if anyone was behind you. He chuckled slightly before shuffling towards you. He introduced himself as Victor. Carter patted your thigh as you and the guy flirted back and forth. He whispered in your ear before getting up with you.

Carter glanced at you before motioning to the guy. You chuckled as you heard him say, “be careful with her.” Your smile faded when you noticed some of the other guys looking at you with devilish smirks. “Come on, babe.” Victor said before putting a hand on your back. He led you through the party and up the stairs. He pulled you against him as he began to kiss your neck.

The people in the hallway moved out of your way as he pulled you into a room. You bounced as he pushed you on the bed. He kissed you heavily as he began to strip you of your clothes. With the alcohol running through your system, you failed to notice what was happening around you. You shifted uncomfortably as Victor began to go lower. He glanced at you as you began to push him away. “I-I don’t feel comfortable with this…”

Victor rolled his eyes as he sat up slightly. “Can you just shut up so I can fuck you and get this over with. I have more people on that fucking list to get to.” He said as he went back to kiss your neck. You fully pushed him off and began gathering your clothes.

“What list?”

He scoffed and went to grab his phone. Your eyes widened once you noticed it was recording. “A list of pathetic girls to fuck that we bet money on. I’m shocked you didn’t catch on being friends with Baizen.”

You shook your head as you wiped the tears away. Carter wouldn’t do that to you would he? Before Victor could say another word, you quickly left the room. Your mind was running a mile a minute as you pushed through the dancing bodies. You wrapped your arms around yourself as you walked home.

You wiped your tears away. “Fuck you, Baizen.”

You laughed as you and your friends walked into the club. It had been a month since the interaction between you and Carter. “Alright ladies, I’ll be right back with drinks.” Sarah said before heading up to the bar.

You sat and chatted with the other girls until Sarah got back. “Y/n, I just want to warn you because I love you that Baizen is here.” You froze slightly before looking for him. You rolled your eyes as you saw him flirting with a blonde. You downed the shot Sarah brought back. The girls exchanged looks. Sarah smiled. “Yeah! That’s the spirit babe!” The others took their shots before Sarah asked for more.

After a couple more shots, you gained the confidence to go and confront your best friend. As you made your way, you heard a voice you haven’t heard since that night. “Come on Baizen. You still owe me for that night. I may not have fucked her but I still got her clothes off. That’s gotta count for something.” Victor said before taking a drink of his scotch. “She was the last person on that stupid list and it was your idea.” Your heart broke when you heard Victor say that. Tears clouded your vision as you turned to walk away. Carter was about to say something when he saw you walk away from them. His eyes widened slightly before going after you.

“Y/n!” Carter yelled over the music.

“You fucking asshole! That was one of the worst nights of my life and you were in on it! I can’t believe you would do something like that! That fucking hurts worst than getting humiliated.” Carter looked at the crowd gathering around them. He sighed before bringing you to a more private location.

“It was a harmless joke, y/n” He whispered as he tried to grab your hand. You scoffed before moving your hand away.

“A harmless joke? You’re the fucking joke Baizen. I want you to leave me alone.” You said before walking out of the club.

You smiled as you took in the aroma of the café. Sarah waved at you as you approached the table. “Hi honey. I got you a hot chocolate.”

“Oh you’re the best.” You said as you sat down and took in the smell. She laughed before looking at the door as the bell rang. You gave her a confused look as her smile faded. “What?”

“Baizen just walked in.” You turned and locked eyes with Carter. He hesitated before walking over to you guys. Sarah rolled her eyes. “Bazien. What do you want?” She said with a fake smile. You gave her a look. She shrugged when she looked at you.

“I want to talk to y/n.”

You grabbed Sarah’s hand before she could reply. “We can talk. You have a minute.” He nodded and motioned to an empty table. You gave Sarah a reassuring smile before following Carter.

“So, how have you been?”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “What do you want? You have a minute.”

Carter sighed. “Look, I’m sorry. I was younger back then and an idiot. I wasn’t really thinking-”

“Bullshit. Forty seconds. I don’t want your lies Carter. You only care about money.”

“I don’t only care about money. I care about you the most.”

You bitterly laughed. “If you actually cared about me, you wouldn’t have set me up. Twenty seconds.”

Carter groaned. “Why do you care so fucking much?” He said lowly to not make a scene.

“Because it hurts to be betrayed by someone you love. Time's up, goodbye Carter.” Carter stared at you as you got up.

“You love me?”

You nodded and walked away.

Carter sat in his car staring at your apartment building. After your interaction in the café, he has done nothing but think about what you had said. Maybe that’s the reason why he felt so guilty when you left the party last night. Maybe he was just hoping it was something you could work past but it caused you pain and it was all his fault. He didn’t want to realize his feelings for you. He felt as if he would have been looked at differently if he was with someone like you but that was just high school talking. He fell in love with you and didn’t want to face it.

He gripped the steering wheel before hitting it in frustration. He then got out of his car before making his way up to you. He hesitated before knocking on your door. He smiled slightly when he heard the muffled, “I’m coming.”, before opening the door. You looked taken back when you saw him. “Carter-” Your sentence was interrupted by Carter grabbing your waist and pulling you into a kiss.

He pushed you into your apartment before he broke it. “Wha-”

“Don’t say anything. Just listen. Please.” He said before looking into your eyes. “I love you, y/n. I felt so guilty for what I did to you and I am so sorry. I was stupid and didn’t realize what the fuck I was doing. I just-I can’t lose you.” He said quietly. You smiled before pulling him into another kiss.

You placed your hands on his face. “I love you, Carter Baizen. Now and forever.”

He smiled. “Be mine?”

“Always.”

Taglist: @cxddlyash @jessalyn-jpeg @noisynightmarefest @shyartistmaddie

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thedarkplume · 3 years

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What's up, my friends???

I promised you all in June that I would be back in August for another massive post. Here I am!

Today is August 13th, better known as the 39th birthday to the man who through his body of work has inspired happiness, sadness, fury, laughter, tears, a little bit of fear, and of course, lust beyond our wildest dreams.

He's been a sergeant turned assassin turned Avenger. He's been a witch and a mad hatter, a doctor and astronaut. He's been an undercover detective and a corrupted sheriff who's pretty nifty with a Pepsi cup. He's been an especially bendy gold medalist and will pretend to be your cousin just to steal your money. He's been a race car driver, a pentagon suit, and a husband who will take out his wife's competition at the knees all the while rocking an awesome pornstache. He's gotten naked and shown us his cheeks, he's even graced the screen with glasses and pouty lips making us forget for a moment that he was spree killer. And very soon, we will get to see him as a world famous rockstar with a to die for sextape. I'm speaking of course of the talented, incomparable Sebastian Stan!!!

You all know how much I try to support every author on this site I come across by either following, liking, or reblogging. These past two years, I have had the privilege of coming across some very memorable stories featuring various forms of Sebastian Stan's many characters. I spent the last two weeks compiling a list of 30 of my absolute favorite stories.

Before we begin, be advised some of these stories are dubious consent, non-con, daddy kink, mommy kink, spitting, squirting, oral m/f receiving, creampie, anal, double penetration, explicit language, and all other manner of kinks I did not realize I enjoyed until joining this fandom.

So let's jump right in!

@shurisneakers ~ Harmless ~ Bucky Barnes

I'm about maybe ten chapters in. It's hard to tell because the story flows so seamlessly. You've got a "villian" that S.H.I.E.L.D. constantly monitors, and lo and behold Bucky is assigned to the mission. This one's such a hidden gem!

@luxeavenger ~ Backstage Pass ~ Rockstar!Bucky Barnes

This is probably the sixth or seventh Rockstar!Bucky story I've read and it's only renewed my love for Sebastian Stan and his Tommy Lee look. I've never, ever fantasized about what it might be like to fall in love with a rockstar, let alone two, but Backstage Pass has me longing for the days when music was still worth wanting to follow the band.

@navegandoaciegas ~ No sweeter innocence than our gentle sin ~ Innocent!Priest Bucky Barnes

Whew! This one is a trip. Usually, in these types of stories, the priest is the predator. In this one, Bucky is the prey. It's everything you didn't realize you wanted in a story.

@jobean12-blog ~ Drawn to Love ~ Bucky Barnes

I love visiting this blog. The writing here reminds me of @donutloverxo in that you get a sense of a sweet, gentle reader almost every time with their partners always being loving and protective. This particular story was written in response to Marvel's What If...? I enjoyed this story so much that I'm not concerned whether I watch the actual show or not. It's that good.

@gotnofucks ~ Their Surrogate ~ Dark!Bucky & Dark!Steve

This one was rough. So well written! In the beginning, despite heeding the warnings, you think Bucky and Steve are these wonderful men just looking to make their family complete by having a child. It's actually so much worse than that! Dibs is amazing and I'm never disappointed or left wanting with her stories. You read Their Surrogate and you'll see why!

@avintagekiss24 ~ Contour ~ Shadow Monster!Bucky

Brittany is one of the most talented, creative writers I have ever had the honor to read from. I never imagined sex with a shadow monster, even if the shadow monster is Bucky. Yet, she makes it happen, and afterwards, once you've calmed down, I guarantee you will actively search the shadows of your bedroom walls wishing it was Bucky looking back at you.

@river-soul ~ A Tender Heart ~ Alpha!Bucky Barnes

A/B/O stories can go either way. A Tender Heart, however, gives you a burgeoning love story between a shy Omega and an Alpha who's very conscious of the people's perception of his former life.

@afriendlyblackhottie ~ Nosey ~ Bucky Barnes

This story is a lot of fun. Essentially, Bucky has a gorgeous girlfriend that he's keeping a secret from the team because those guys are, as the title says nosey as hell.

@mypoisonedvine ~ Liberation ~ 70s!Bucky Barnes

Bucky is a bastard in this, I have to say it. But I love the 1970s setting and the attitudes of the era. In this one, the story is completely from Bucky's POV, and as his agitation rises, you know he's going to do something bad to the "mouthy feminist".

@jaybrogers ~ The Ballad of Ghost Bucky ~ Ghost!Bucky

This one is written in the style of a folktale. It reminds me of those unsettling songs and poems in between the stories written in Alvin Schwartz's Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.

@foxgloveprincess ~You Just Have To Wait ~ Naga!Bucky & Minotaur!Steve

This one is a follow-up to her monster story, It's A Game of Give and Take. The reader is now in a fully developed relationship with Bucky and Steve. There are a lot of comical mishaps and bad timings before we get to see what it's like to make love with a Naga and Minotaur. Fun fact: I'm not at all fond of snakes, but Bucky as a Naga with a bonus appendage weakens my resolve!

@nellblazer ~ Check Out Anytime You Like ~ Ghost!Bucky Barnes

Bucky is not the central character in this fic, but his tragic backstory and the fragility of his emotions resonated with me in such a way that he's the first person I think of whenever this story comes to mind.

@marvelmaree ~ Reverse ~ Bucky Barnes

I'm all about Bucky getting the love story he deserves after so much suffering. This story not only delivers on that front, but we get to go to Wakanda!!!

@jimblejamblewriting ~ Not Quite a Soldat ~ Bucky Barnes

This is one of the best Bucky centric fics I've ever read. It's set in the beginning of Captain America The Winter Soldier and tells the difference in Bucky's story if only he had one more person in his corner.

@angrythingstarlight ~ Bucky's Goats ~ Bucky Barnes

Star has a plethora of Bucky stories. I chose this classic because it's set in Wakanda and we get to see Bucky's goats. Something that seems to be a distant memory now.

@navybrat817 ~ A Familiar Face ~ Bucky Barnes & The Winter Soldier

You're married to James Buchanan Barnes, what could be better than that? Getting a visit from the Winter Soldier.

@syntheticavenger ~ Right + Click + Save ~ Bucky Barnes

This is one of the more lighthearted fics on Synths page. Bucky is completely tech inept here and it's such a sweet story.

@msruchita ~ The Institute ~ Sebastian Stan / Destroyer!Chris / Dr. Chris Beck / Carter Baizen / Bucky Barnes / Chase Collins / Lance Tucker / Charles Blackwood / Hal Carter

The Institute is written like an amalgamation of all of our fantasies. You end up accepted into a school you don't remember applying for and eight of Sebastian's characters are there serving as your professors and administrators, as well as Sebastian himself.

@dreamlessinparis ~ Informal Affairs ~ Mob!Bucky Barnes

Mob!Bucky is one the best Bucky character arcs. Coupling this with a tale of redemption and love preserving, Informal Affairs is a refreshing change from the usual mob boss stories.

@littlelioncub43 ~ Forts and Sweet Boys ~ College!Justin Capshaw

Lately, there has been a surge of Justin Capshaw stories and drabbles. Sebastian appeared on a episode of Law & Order titled 'Shelter' in 2003, as Justin Capshaw who was a 15-year-old sniper with a heartbreaking backstory. This single episode attests to the versatility of Sebastian's acting range. Forts and Sweet Boys is a delicious and heartfelt glimpse into the world of Mommy Kinks.

@constantwriter85 ~ Seasons of Love ~ Bucky Barnes

This story deals with Bucky suffering from PTSD. He acquires the cutest service dog and like something out of 101 Dalmatians, ends up meeting the love of his life by means of mistaken doggy identity. This is a must read.

@lotusss-flowerbomb ~ Nice To Meet You ~ Bucky Barnes

One of her newer stories, Nice To Meet You takes place during The Falcon & The Winter Soldier. Rather it being only Sam and Sarah, they have another sister who is not afraid to call Bucky out on starting shit with Sam for handing over The Shield. With so many people having an adverse reaction to Bucky being romantically linked to Sarah Wilson because she's a black woman, this story is not only a middle finger to the face of racists, but it's a wonderful what if to the actual What If.

@sagechanoafterdark ~ All Good Things ~ Bucky Barnes

I love ghost stories and tales of the paranormal, but I'm not sure if I could be as calm as the reader in this story when she realize Bucky's ghost is in her apartment. But I finished this series in under two hours because of how good it is. And like in any instance when the paranormal is involved, nothing is ever as it appears to be.

@sweetlyscared ~ You Found Me ~ Bucky Barnes

Soulmate fics are always either really sweet or really tragic. You Found Me combines both. If you didn't already hate Hydra before (of course you do, what's wrong with you?) you definitely will when you read You Found Me.

@slothspaghettiwrites ~ Give me a hand to hold and skin to taste ~ Demon!Lee Bodecker

Who of us has not felt the bitter sting of loneliness? The solution? Summon a crossroads demon! This story is one my go to rereads.

@giorno-plays-piano ~ Orc!Bucky Imagine ~ Orc!Bucky

I usually don't list headcannons because I end up finding something a bit longer to reference, but this one was more of a story formatted like a headcannon. The story itself was a take on the vicious battles waged between humans and orcs. Bucky takes captive the daughter of the humans who slew his parents and cut off his arm. This story would make a killer novella.

@sinner-as-saint ~ Cherry ~ Mob!Sebastian

Some of the greatest Bucky Barnes stories I have read in the past come from @sinner-as-saint particularly the Mafia stories. Cherry is a Mob series that almost immediately gained its popularity through Seb's ruthlessness in his business and softness with his girl. This was my first foray in the Mob world and I've been hooked ever since.

@boxofbonesfic ~ Daylight Robbery ~ Thief!Bucky

Just seeing Thief!Bucky is enough to make you want to read this story. Seeing Bucky actually break into someone's apartment and then get taken down by a cast iron skillet! 😂 For a former assassin he really lacks in paying attention to apartment numbers. If you missed Daylight Robbery, I strongly encourage you to read it. You won't regret it!

@moonbeambucky ~ Friday Night Fights ~ Wrestler!Bucky Barnes

I can't think of a better concept than combining one of the world's greatest loves (wrestling) with the greatest characters ever created (the avengers). This is such a fresh and innovative concept. I reread Friday Night Fights as often as I can. It brings back memories of being a kid and waiting for Smackdown every Thursday night.

@buckycuddlebuddy ~ Peaches series ~ Dadsbestfriend!Bucky Barnes

Usually, Dad's Best Friend stories are about as iffy for me as Stepdad stories, but this one is just too good to pass up. The smut, the emotions, even the concern over her parents finding out, all come together to make this a uniquely enthralling story.

So, thank you all for stopping by to help celebrate the man who has continued to entertain us for nearly twenty years and still going strong.

Happy Birthday, Sebastian!!! We love you!!

As always, let's close by enjoying some lovely edits by the talented @nix-akimbo

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extremelyblackandwhite · 2 years

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miss bea my dear for miss blondie-is-taking-our-money’s birthday, may i please have a little something something with carter baizen and how you get the girl? 1989 just radiates mr baizen energy and i love this song too much to not request it. thank you so so much🥰🥰

how you get the girl | c. baizen

pairing: carter baizen x reader

a/n: this is based on the introvert x extrovert ideas miss @starbuckie gave me.

i want you for worse and for better, i would wait for ever and ever

There was no doubt in his mind; he loved her. He loved her since the moment he’d seen her and he didn’t even believe in love at first sight. Yet, he was proved severely wrong one afternoon at a Saint Judes’ and Constance’s alumni ball gathered around Christmas. He could see it in the back of his mind, a red dress and a black bow in her hair as she talked to some of the old teaching staff with a champagne glass. He was starstruck as he moved through the crowd so he could get a better look at her, standing between people just far enough from her but close to see her.

It didn’t take much for him to discover who she was, after all Blair Waldorf did know everyone who had ever frequented Constance and was someone. Turned out she was someone, a Ivy league educated girl who worked downtown at one of the biggest research companies in New York, someone completely out of his limit. It was no secret she was too good for him; heck, she was too good for any man in the Upper East Side. She was also passing through social events, only attending one in a month yet those had been enough for him to make an impression.

He remembered approaching her at the Waldorf fundraiser and introducing himself. That little smile as she shook his hand, her small hand in his as he decided in that precise moment that was his girl. He had somehow managed to schedule a date at this small restaurant and from then on it was smooth sailing. From the sound of her laughing as she twirled the liquid in her glass listening to her story to her warm cheeks as he put his jacket around her.

He loved her more than words could suggest and more than actions could show but now. Now they were enthralled in the most stupid of arguments, at least in his view.

- Seriously? - Carter put on his coat furiously. - This is the second time this week.

- I’m sorry, Car. It’s just ... it’s too much and I don’t like it there.

- Baby, there are people and they’re are throwing me a party to celebrate the firm’s achievements.

- I know but ...

- And while you have made it very clear you are not going, I am going.

Silence settled between the two of them as Y/N looked at him with a mix of both anger and disappointment in her eyes. This was such a stupid argument, yet both of them were fired up.

- What is this about, baby?

- I don’t like these events, Carter. You know it, they make me upset, they ... I don’t ...

- Stop. - he rose his hand to rub the bridge of his nose. - What is this all about, baby? Is this about the party?

- Of course, Carter, we’ve been fighting about it for an hour.

- Is this about the party or are you just upset that people will be judging you again because of being with me?

- Seriously? - she looked incredulously at Carter, raising from the couch as those words left his mouth.

- Talk to me, Y/N. Tell me. - she took a step back from him as he attempted to approach her, upset at his allegations. However, this merely angered him. - Is that it? You don’t want an ex gambler to tarnish your little miss perfect reputation?

In hindsight, he shouldn’t have said it. Part of him knew that was not the reason but the other part of him was insecure to still question if he had the standing ground to be with her, he was still insecure. She looked at him wide eyed at that statement, lips pursed yet slightly shivering before she turned on her heel to start walking towards her bedroom. The sound of her feet on the wood floors was what woke him up from his anger induced state as he started to go after her but it was too late, he merely arrived to see the door shut on his face.

He knocked on the door, his knuckles bruising as he incessantly called her name but no noise came.

- Y/N! - he called her name once more. - Y/N, open the door.

Once again, the call was unanswered and not even the sound of the covers ruffling or any walking was heard. She was ignoring him and he knew, he’d heard it plenty times before that you should think before you speak. But he didn’t, he was angry, he was lashing out and he was self-sabotaging. After all, it was only a matter of time before he did, before he ruined the love he was looking for.

- Y/N! - he knocked on the door. - I will not fail at this so you can be comfortable. I refuse to not go because you’re embarrassed of me.

Once again, no response.

She didn’t open the door, he spent the whole night against that door but she didn’t. He couldn’t find it in him to go to that party, not after he calmed down and realised he had accused her of things fabricated in her mind. He had no other choice but to return to his flat but even there he was running circles. For the rest of the weekend, he called her like a crazy man, leaving enough voicemails and texts to have someone believe he wasn’t stable; yet, she never replied.

He had tried everything from sending flowers to expensive chocolates and sweets, even a goddamn person to sing at her door. However, the flowers got returned and so did the chocolates. She didn’t want to talk to him, so now he was standing like a ghost in front of her apartment door, shaking from the rain that was pouring down on him. Even the weather was punishing him.

- Are you insane? - she opened the entry door to see Carter standing there. - Don’t you have an umbrella?

- I figured you would take pity on me.

- I have no pity for you. - she crossed her arms. - Don’t you have a party you have to attend?

- I deserve that. - he put his hands in his pockets. - I miss you, baby.

- I know, you left me 201 voicemails.

- I’m so sorry. It was so stupid to say those things to you, that fight was so stupid.

- You wouldn’t have said them if you didn’t think it.

- But baby I do think about it. You are so perfect, you’re way too good for me and everyone knows it. I’m always waiting for the day you’re gonna come up to me and tell me you’ve met someone else.

- You never talk to me about these things.

- I get upset when you don’t want to go to parties with me. I want ... I don’t know, I like showing you off. I don’t mean this in a look at my trophy girlfriend way but you’re just so fantastic. - he sighed. - When you don’t go, I just feel like you don’t wanna be seen with me.

- Where would you get that idea?

- You barely wanna have dates outside our places, you never accompany me to any party or gathering. You haven’t even introduced me to any of your friends.

- That’s not because I don’t wanna be seen with you. - her expression softened. - I don’t think it’s anyone’s business to be in our relationship and I don’t like parties ... or big gatherings. I don’t feel comfortable, I’d rather be home with you. Besides, my friends and my parents know I’m dating you, you’re not a secret, Carter.

- It sure feels like it.

- I’m sorry.

- I’m sorry too, baby.

- That was a stupid fight. - she wrapped her arms around his neck. - Never again.

- Sure. - he kissed the top of her head. - I love you, baby.

- I love you too, you big idiot. Let’s go inside, you’re drenched.

- Knew you couldn’t resist my body. - he joked making her roll her eyes. - I am joking. I know you like me for things other than my great ability in bed.

- Who said it was great?

- Watch it.

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thebluemage · 2 years

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Sebastian characters getting punched/slapped in the face

Is it just me? Or does it seem like he likes getting punched/slapped?

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loryevrg · 2 years

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Carter Baizen / Gossip Girl (2007), Sebastian Stan

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan pictures #sebastian stan gif #sebastian stan characters #carter baizen #gossip girl #modeling #tv series #mcu fandom #fangirl #fandom

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starbuckie · 3 years

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𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝

pairing: carter baizen x reader

words: 2.8k words

warnings: SMUT 18+ (d/s tones, sub!carter, both of these bitches are switches who am i kidding, masturbation, panty wearing/jerking off, cumplay, praise kink, degradation kink, mistress kink, oral m, edging, pet names; baby boy), lots of bantering, fwb dynamics, fluff

summary: carter baizen taking orders instead of giving them? manhattan never thought they’d see the day.

a/n: this was 100 percent self-indulgent and i am proud to admit it. please enjoy me and my switch ass :)

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The penthouse was way too fucking empty when Y/N walked in. Despite the fact that it was her residence that she had bought with her money, some family members or a random Constance student always managed to find their way onto her couch when she opened the door, lounging upon the finest burgundies and champagnes at the service of her housemaid. Either that or there was a blue-eyed menace sitting ass-naked at her dining room table, ready to take her apart right there.

Carter Baizen was nothing if not horny. Their… relationship had begun way back in their high school days, with a first date in sophomore year that ended with him eating out her pussy under the clothed table at Butter. They managed to stand each other for a few more dates, all of them turning out just like the first until they realized they were much better as fuck buddies than in a relationship. The golden boy of St. Judes couldn’t sully his reputation with a long-term thing and Y/N wouldn’t waste her time on a boy if he wasn’t serious, and from then on they became friends… in a certain way.

He’d accompany her to their families’ charity galas and red carpet events, holding hands and flashing smiles to the paparazzi before shoving her against the nearest marble bathroom counter and fucking her stupid. Finals weeks were dedicated to Y/N sucking Carter off as “stress relief” and they’d split a bottle of his mom’s favorite Pinot Noir as they studied. They weren’t exclusive, both of them notoriously had affair after affair with other students, teachers, she was sure Carter had fucked some moms here and there senior year, but the one thing that was stable throughout their high school years was each other. They could always rely on one another for a place to crash, to scare away a hookup that didn’t understand what the word no meant, and the Upper East Side cowered in fear of their Bonnie and Clyde-like dynamic.

Hell, he’d gone “off the grid” for a whole year, and even then he was still finding time to come back to New York and fuck Y/N like a madman. How Gossip Girl never caught him and his insatiable need to get his dick wet was beyond their knowledge. And when he came back to high society, well, that didn’t phase her in the slightest, and she’d even welcomed him to crash at hers after he sulked about Serena kicking him to the streets. It was nice to have a friend living in her lonely penthouse, but that only lasted for so long until he’d been invited back to the Baizen residence by Lydia to “rebuild himself as a new man”.

Like that had gone so well that last time.

Though their relationship had been ongoing for at least four or five years, it was only after one when she noticed that Carter was making all the calls. He was always the one texting her to see if she was up or blatantly crashing her shopping trips so he could fuck her against the dressing room door, but it didn’t bother her at all. It always managed to fit into her schedule, and even she couldn’t deny that his visits to Bendel's weren’t unwelcome. Plus, she loved when he got all dominant like that.

Which was why it was such a surprise to Y/N when she entered her bedroom suite to find Carter Baizen jerking off into a pair of her panties, legs spread out on the mint green duvet and forehead covered in a sheen layer of sweat. Her Louboutins nearly dropped out of her loosened grip. His normally gelled chestnut hair was an unkempt mess on his thrown-back head, looking as though he’d run his free hand through it relentlessly. With his eyes shut in ecstasy, she soon saw that his free hand was not free at all, instead massaging his sac with fumbling movements, just trying to search for his release. And his cock, well his cock was fisted in the lacy red material of the lingerie she’d bought a week back, soaked with glistening precome. High-pitched whimpers left his mouth, short puffs of air, and his voice was just audible and scratchy enough for her to hear him moan her name.

It was a sight to see the powerful businessman make such a mess of her panties, and it filled Y/N with nothing but lust.

She could see his dick throb in his hand, his head twitching so slightly that she wouldn’t even be able to tell that he was close to coming if it weren’t for his quickening breaths and moans. “Shit, shit, shit, oh fuck, Y/N- look so fucking pretty,” he groaned. She genuinely wondered what image of her he had worked up in his mind, and prayed that it wasn’t as weird as his pirate fantasy the last time she caught him jerking off in her shower. His hand worked in corkscrew movements around his cock, and with his hand speeding up he began to spill pearly ropes of cum over his fist, stomach, and the red lacy panties.

“Carter, if I had known you liked my panties so much, I would’ve gotten you your own set.” Y/N didn’t even let him finish coming before she spoke, dropping her heels off daintily by the door and giving it a gentle shove so they could have some privacy. His eyes, previously shut in bliss, snapped open immediately, the blue rim of his irises already coming back into view. The ropes of creamy liquid continued to cover his skin, his cock throbbing as he finished up his orgasm.

If she wasn’t so turned on by his come covering the lingerie she would have laughed at his beet-red face, but the smirk that kissed her lips managed to do the same damage to his ego. His jaw dropped and he was frozen in absolute shock, and she took immense pleasure in the little whimper that left his throat when she climbed over his body, Tory Burch minidress and all. Two of her manicured fingers lifted his chin up to look at her and- ah, there was that guilty pout she was looking for.

Carter felt powerless under her. Totally and utterly at her will and her disposal, and thought it was an unnatural feeling it most certainly was not an unwelcome one though his face was still flaming red. He tried to brush off her gentle ribbing, rolling his eyes and leaning his face up to hers with what he hoped was a smirk. “You weren’t supposed to be home this early,” he grumbled against her lips.

Y/N chuckled at his attempt to stay cool, slipping her tongue into his mouth while running her nails up his bare abdomen, feeling her fingers drag through his come and his muscles jump under her touch. “This is my home, I think I can come here whenever I want. Though I do have to say this was a welcome surprise, Baizen.” She groaned when one of his hands slipped under the skirt of her dress, dragging up thighs to her core, but she had to pull away from his mouth. Her legs straddled his hips just above his softening cock and she sucked his come off her fingers, watching how his eyes transfixed on her lips. “What made you wanna dig through my panty drawer?”

He snapped out of his reverie, groaning at her question with a push to her stomach. She fell to the other side of the bed with a bounce and dodged the pair of come-soaked panties he flung at her as he got up with a squeal. “I was bored,” he pulled his dark green button-up over his shoulders, “you weren’t back yet, and I was curious. Nothing out of the blue, really, I think you’re just making this a big deal.” Oh, he was embarrassed. “Now I need to get ready and you do too, ‘cause I have to attend my father’s business thing and you promised you’d come with.”

“Oh yeah, I nearly forgot about that. The good old Baizen family company is adopting little Bass’ other start-up, right?” He hummed in agreement, “How cute.”

Carter began to put his boxers back on, but Y/N jumped up and stopped him before he could. Her fingers grasped onto his clothed bicep harshly, her fingertips digging into the muscle he’d built up since returning to the Upper East Side. In her other hand dangled the pair of red panties, the white come smeared across the lacy fabric. She would’ve found his confused look almost adorable, endearing even for the businessman, but at that moment it was annoying and wasting her time.

“Oh, don’t give me that look, Carter, you know what I want you to do.” She taunted with a sinister smirk.

The satisfaction that coursed through her when she saw his Adam’s apple bob in his throat was absolutely delightful. Energy sizzled throughout every inch of the room; she could feel how tense he was in the air they breathed. His opal blue eyes stared wearily at the offending lingerie, and she laughed at his sudden shyness. It was so rare that she held this power over him- he’d never even dare to show subordination anywhere outside the bedroom- but she knew only she wielded that strength to do so.

“C’mon, baby boy, put them on, won’t you? I bet you’ll look so pretty.” Her fingers wedged under his chin, leaving his throat exposed, bare, all for her to mark up. His breath hitched as she traced her lips from his jawline down his throat, her tongue darting out to taste his sweat-tanged skin. Instinctually his hands darted to grip her waist when she bit down on the dip of his collarbone, biting back a moan so she wouldn’t hear the effect on her. He hated giving her a bigger ego than she already did in moments such as these- but she knew what she held over his body. Tremendous, seductive, glorious power.

“But- but they’re dirty,” he argued faintly. He felt her smirk against him, her lips pressing one last kiss to his skin before pulling away and admiring how her lipstick stained him.

Her hand smoothed down his shirt and flattened the collar like a mother primping over her son. “Oh, baby boy, you shouldn’t be complaining, you’re very dirty too. Good boys don’t go digging through their mistress’ panties, do they?” She was mocking him and he knew. The name though, oh, he wanted to slap her for ever bringing that up again, but he couldn’t deny the pleasure that coursed through him.

If anyone else were to enter the room, they would’ve seen Carter with his head thrown back in ecstasy, wanton moans filling the acrid air of his office. Y/N kneeled under the table, her checkered Burberry heels just sticking out from under the desk.

His cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly and she knew how to make him come with just a few teases of her nails against his taut skin. Hands rubbed up and down his bare thighs slowly, contrasting against the needy, quickening movements of Y/N’s mouth on Carter’s dick. They both knew he was going to come in a few mere seconds- the telltale signs of his blubbering, his mushroom head leaking and twitching against the back of her throat, he was going to blow his load, and soon.

For just a second, Y/N pulled off of him, leaving him with sweaty, pulled hair and lust-driven eyes that became desperate as soon as he lost contact. “You gonna come soon, baby?” She teased with a smirk. “I think you can last a bit longer, can’t you? Don’t want you looking like a needy little thing, coming in less than a minute.”

Carter was close to crying as tears filled his eyes at her threats. He never knew if they were empty or not. “Please, mistress, please let me come, it hurts so bad.”

Y/N knew he was thinking of that late night with just the dazed look in his eyes. “Yeah, you’re thinking about that again, aren’t you?”

“S’all I can think about,” he mumbled. His embarrassment became more amusing by the second.

She mocked his sentiment, nodding along with sorrowful eyes. “Is that all you can get off to now? I bet it is. I think that night was very fulfilling for both of us after you started sticking to your instincts, baby.”

His eyes flutter shut, making him look like a damn angel in complete bliss.

Got him.

“Fine, I’ll wear the goddamn panties,” Carter growled. He snatched the material out of her hands abruptly, pulling it up his thighs with quiet anger. “You don’t gotta gloat, Y/N, pride isn’t your look.”

“No, I think this is something worth bragging about. Somehow I got the infamous bastard of the Upper East Side in my drawers.” Her hands covered his as he adjusted the panties up his legs. The band stretched across his v-line, not tight enough to hurt his breathing, but enough to leave dark red indents of lace into his skin later on. His cock fit snugly against the material, pushing its limits and threatening to break. The color really suited him nicely, she had to admit. “It’s okay to give up power sometimes, Baizen. We both know you like it, it’s about time you accepted it.”

Carter watched as she parted his chest affectionately, tracing her path to the large walk-in closet behind him. The large, carved-out doors closed behind her, and he was left standing half-naked like a fool in the middle of her room. It sounded like boxes being shoved and dropped around inside, metal scratching against metal as she sifted through her endless designer pieces to find something suitable. He started to pull his pants back on, clumsily, fumbling around at the odd feeling of the dirty fabric rubbing against his most sensitive parts. Y/N could also hear him get ready to leave, with all his jumping and groaning, and more crashes were heard as she seemed to search for something before he walked away.

“Hold on!” Her voice came through muffled, but the brunette man left his unbuttoned pants around the middle of his thighs, anticipating what she held in store next for him. Not that he was excited to feel his power slip away from him or anything like that.

Y/N emerged from the dark closet with ruffled hair, a hanger with what he assumed was a Valentino custom, and an orange object in her hand. Actually, as he focused his eyes on it closer, it looked more and more like a… no.

Why would she have one of those?

She snorted at the shocked expression he wore, brushing past him to set the dress on the bed gently. “You look surprised to see a gal have sex toys, Carter, it’s like you don’t know us at all.”

“Is that a… cock ring?”

“Glad you know what that is.” She kneeled at his feet, the familiar sight of her mischievous eyes peering up at him threatening to make him hard again. Her nails scratched against his smooth skin as she pushed the material to the side, leaving his aroused cock bare in front of her eyes. With a soft kiss to his tip, she rolled the orange silicone up to the base of his cock. “It vibrates too,” she tucked him back into the sheer material, standing up to kiss the corner of his mouth, “and I’ve got the control.”

He shuddered at her lustful words, falling forwards to try and chase her lips when she pulled away. “Why do you even have that- actually, who have you used that on?”

Y/N laughed at his incredulous tone, walking away with a sway of her hips as she answered. “Branson McDonald at your Miami party in junior year. Said he never came harder in his life, so you can thank me later, baby.”

“That’s revolting, did you even fucking- oh shit.” Though she was already halfway down the stairs as she pressed on the remote, his moans reverberated through the penthouse, so much that she just knew the maid would hear him and know exactly what was going on. She simply just hummed, skipping down the stairs elegantly with her baby blue Valentino in hand, ready to shower off the remains of Carter’s sins on her body, and ready for him to make some new ones.

#carter baizen x reader #carter baizen #carter baizen x you #Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan character #sebastian stan x reader #carter baizen imagine #gossip girl #carter baizen smut #𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝

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