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When I'm with you, I feel like I'm home

PAIRING ⇒ Girlfriend!Natasha Romanoff x Girlfriend!Florist!Fem!Reader

WORD COUNT ⇒ 1.5K

SUMMARY ⇒ Getting married is something Natasha has not even considered until she met you and fell head over heels in love. Now, it's all she can think about; she wants nothing more than to call you her wife.

RATING ⇒ Teen (T)

WARNINGS/TAGS ⇒ Established relationship ~ Girlfriends, use of pet name (Printsessa, Detka), tooth-rotting fluff.

A/N ⇒ This one-shot is my first attempt at writing for my favorite Russian spy and assassin, Natasha Romanoff! A part of this story is based on this Instagram reel, which is the perfect opportunity to put it to use. I want to thank @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading this; you're an angel 💜

EVENTS Masterlist ⇒ @fluffbruary ⇒ Engagement Masterlist ⇒ @anyfandomaubingo ⇒ Florist!Reader Masterlist ⇒ @lgbtqbingo ⇒ Free space

Banners: Yours truly ⇒ Divider: @firefly-graphics ⇒ GIF: Source

Main Masterlist ⇒ Natasha Romanoff Masterlist

The day you met Natasha is engraved into your memory as one of the happiest days in your life because even though you didn't know it then, she would become a more significant part of your life than you could have imagined.

It's a slow day in your flower shop, but it's nice to take a break from the rush you always have during summer and early fall - also known as peak wedding season. There are still weddings throughout the rest of the year where you will be providing the flowers, and you have an appointment today for one of those.

A few fresh bouquets are now proudly standing in the front of the store, waiting to be picked up and gifted or put in a vase and be the center of attention in every room they'll be standing in. There's still a little time before your appointment, so you get a binder with different photos ready, sweep the floor, and tidy up the rest of the store.

Not much later, the tiny bell above your door rings, and you turn your head to see a long, broad-shouldered blonde man and a small but equally strong-looking woman next to him. You instantly recognize them as Captain Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, and Natasha Romanoff, aka Black Widow—two of the original six Avengers.

''Hi, and welcome to Blooming Garden!'' you say in a cheery voice as you put the broom to the side, ready to greet them properly for their appointment. As you approach them, you take in Natasha's slender form, and you can't help but feel a warmth coursing through your veins and settling on your cheeks as you shake Natasha's hand and introduce yourself.

Her eyes roam over your body, admiring the dress you're wearing. It is a very flattering dress, perfectly accentuating every curve of your body. When she looks at your face, she can't help but feel like she's looking at an angel, as your soft features instantly make her feel like she came home. Your soft, pink lips give a graceful smile before you lead the way for the appointment, which is over too soon for her liking.

Steve paid the down payment for the flowers they had chosen, and after one last goodbye, they walked out of the store, leaving you behind with a bit of an empty feeling in your chest, like something was missing. It turns out Natasha had the same feeling, too, and not long after, the little bell rang again, and she walked back in, this time with her number written on a small piece of paper.

''If you want to go out for coffee sometime, you can text me on this number,'' she says before quickly running out the door again and on her way to her emergency mission. She couldn't leave without leaving a piece of herself behind, afraid she would never see you again if she didn't go back. Ultimately, she's thrilled she did indeed go back.

That same evening, you sent her a text, and even though it took a few days for her to reply, your heart skipped a beat when you saw her name pop up on your phone screen. You met for coffee and even went on a few more dates after that until you couldn't take it anymore, and you asked her to be your girlfriend.

You're visiting Natasha at the Avengers Compound today, and even though all the Avengers knew you and Natasha were friends, they didn't realize just how close you two were. They accidentally walked in on both of you as you asked her to be your girlfriend.

She's seated on the couch, her back against the plush cushions of the large piece of furniture, and you're straddling her lap with both your knees on either side of her legs. Her fiery red hair hangs loosely around her head, and you can't stop running your hands through the soft locks. Her hands are placed on your waist as she occassionally tickles you, pulling a fit of giggles from your chest that she will never get enough of.

''Nat, stop! I can't ask you to be my girlfriend if you keep tickling me!'' you say between giggles, and when you notice her eyes going wide, you instantly realize what happened.

''A-Are you- I mean, you want to be my girlfriend?'' Natasha asks, a hint of insecurity laced in the way she phrases the question. Your face drops at her words, and you guide your hands to cup her cheeks, looking straight into her eyes as you carefully express your following words.

''Yes, I do want to be your girlfriend, more than I've ever wanted anything in my entire life. Being with you makes me feel like I can be myself, and life is just a little brighter with you around. Whether we're hanging out together in my flower shop or doing silly things anywhere else, there's no one I'd rather want to do that with than you, Nat. So, what do you say? Will you make me the happiest woman in the world and be my girlfriend?''

She looks at you with pure love and adoration in her eyes, and she nods her head before leaning in to capture your lips in a soft, gentle kiss that has both your hearts soaring. At that time, you didn't realize all the other Avengers had an entire show because they were curious about the giggling from the living room not long ago.

They all start clapping and whooping in excitement, and you pull away before burying your face in Natasha's neck, a broad smile adorning your face. From that moment on, you two are practically inseparable, and being away from her during her missions is always a challenge, but the reunion is worth it every single time.

Nearly four years later, Natasha plans to take the next step in your relationship. She never thought about getting married, but you have shifted something inside her that has her wanting to call you her wife. Whereas she previously never cared about anyone that deeply, you have shown her a love she never even thought existed, and she wants to bring your passion to the next level.

And so, after a few long months of planning, the day has finally arrived. The engagement ring is in the pocket of her jeans as you're taking a stroll over the beach in Florida, where you're currently for a weekend getaway together. Your fingers are laced together, and your sundress flows in the soft breeze from the ocean.

''Printsessa, can I talk to you about something?'' Natasha asks as she stops you in your tracks before going to stand in front of you. The sunset casts a beautiful light over both of you, and Natasha's hair has a fiery glow, making her look even more stunning than usual.

''Of course, is something wrong?'' you ask with furrowed brows, but she kisses your lips softly to calm your mind before starting off her story.

''Some souls instantly click. Words can't quite explain whether you're lovers, best friends, soulmates, or something so special. You accept this person for everything they are, and they would never let you be anything other than your beautiful, imperfect self. These are the souls you encounter and know in the first moment that you were supposed to cross paths,'' Natasha starts, and there are already tears welling in your eyes as you realize what's happening.

"Your presence makes me feel safe and calm like I am home whenever I'm with you. You're undoubtedly the most special I've had the privilege to love - no distance, time, or person could come between our bond. Your kindness, softness, sincerity, and unconditional love make me feel better because life is better with you in it. Your soul is my happy place, comfort, sunshine, and everything, and I could not imagine life without you in it. And because of that, I want to ask you something.''

Natasha lets go of your hands before wiping away some of her tears, sinking on one knee after getting the ring out of her pocket. The sunset casting an angelic glow over you makes the moment perfect.

''Y/N Y/L/N, will you make me the happiest soul in the universe and become my wife?''

''Yes, Detka, I will marry you!'' you exclaim, and when the ring is put on your finger, she jumps up and wraps her arms around you, pulling you into a breathtaking kiss that has your heart going a mile a minute from pure excitement.

When she pulls away, the realization sinks in, and the happy tears can't stop flowing down your cheeks. You're going to marry the love of your life, and you can't wait for the entire world to know how much you love each other. Life was great before you met Natasha, but this moment completes it.

You both continue your walk down the beach, walking into the sunset together. Today marks the start of the rest of your lives together, and you can't wait to see what life will bring your way.

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[holylulusworld]

Neighborhood watch

Title: Neighborhood watch

Summary: You and your husbands retired.

Square N3 filled for @stuckybingo​​​​: Free Space - Domestic Stucky

Card Number: R4081

Creator: Holylulu

Rating: Teen

Square N2 filled for @allcapsbingo​​: established relationship

Square 11 filled for @lgbtqbingo​​: Free Space - Domestic Stucky

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Warnings: Bucky/Y/N being nosy neighbors, fun, fluff, domestic Stucky, America’s ass :), a hint of jealous Steve, reader like to check a cute ass out

Words: 1k+

Divider by @firefly-graphics​

   “Doll? Baby doll?" Bucky strolls into the living room in search of you. He releases a shuddery breath when his eyes land on you. The former winter soldier is always afraid something could happen to you. “Did you not hear me, Y/N?”

Watching your new neighbors from behind the curtains is something you enjoy doing. That’s why you don’t hear Bucky call your name. “Babe, what’s so interesting?”

He steps closer to look out the window. There is a mover team carrying furniture and boxes into the house across the street.

“We got new neighbors,” you explain. “I wanted to know if they could be trusted. I don’t know. What do you think, Babe?"

“I haven't talked to them yet. We can check their background when Steve is back from Sam’s place,” Bucky dips his head to look at you.

“You know that not every new neighbor is an assassin, right?” you sigh as Bucky gets his phone out to note the license plate and description of your new neighbors. “Bucky, I was just a nosy neighbor. Boring and normal. Stop acting like a creep.”

“Doll you are the one watching the new neighbors like a creep,” Bucky tuts. “Lemme do my job and protect you and Stevie. You never know if they are not working for Hydra.”

“Hydra?” you huff. “Let them come.”

Bucky couldn’t be prouder of you. When you tell him his training with you has paid off, he smiles.

“What are we watching today?”

You freeze as Steve steps into the room. He caught you red-handed and now, you try to find an excuse for watching your neighbors.

"Uh, we were checking the lawn. Bucky wanted to know if he had to mow it again," you lie. You don’t want to lie to Steve, but you agreed on living a simple and safe life after he decided to give the shield to Sam.

“Bucky, baby,” Steve sternly says. “Is that true?”

"We watched our new neighbors move in. It’s a pleasant neighborhood and we wanted to know who moved in across the street.”

“You spied on them,” Steve concludes. He walks to Bucky to peck his husband’s cheek. “Y/N, I’m disappointed in you. You just lied to me.”

“What? No…I just…” you whine when Steve cups Bucky’s face to kiss him fiercely. “That’s not fair! Bucky was the one taking notes. He accused them of being with Hydra.”

“Y/N. Bucky,” Steve stops you from fighting. “I already checked on our new neighbors.”

Your head snaps toward Steve as you ask, "You did? When? How? Why didn’t you tell us so?”

“Doll, we retired but this doesn’t mean our enemies got the message," Steve smirks when you step toward him to cup the back of his neck and kiss him. “Hmm…baby doll ate strawberries today.”

“We both did,” Bucky purrs. “I fed her strawberries while we prepared dinner tonight. You have missed so much, Stevie. Y/N finally peeled an onion without crying her eyes out.”

“You helped her, didn’t you?” he asks. “I know you better than you know yourself. You’d do anything for Y/N.”

“He only peeled it…and cut it and…” you giggle as Bucky covers your mouth with his flesh hand.

“Y/N just needed some help with the onions. I can’t watch her cry. Even if they are not real tears.”

“You’ve got a weak spot for our wife.”

You grin.

“She’ll do anything to help us, Stevie. Cutting the onions for her was nothing,” Bucky shrugs. “Now, back to our new neighbors. Anything we should know?”

“Hmm…” Steve looks out the window. “Fury checked on them for me.” You watch Steve get his phone out. He unlocks it to open the document Fury sent to him this morning.

“Our newly arrived neighbors are Louisa and Cherise Milton. Louisa is an elementary school teacher, Cherise is a bookkeeper. They have been married for five years and bought the house three months ago. No police record.”

“I don’t trust them,” Bucky turns back around to stare out of the window. “What if they are undercover?"

“She’s got a cute ass in those shorts,” you say. “A pretty little thing. Her wife is a lucky woman.”

“What?” Steve huffs. “Uh-aren’t we pretty enough? I thought you love my ass!”

“I love it,” Bucky looks at his husband up and down. “Yeah, I love it, baby.”

“It’s still America's ass,” you giggle. “Do you think they are trustworthy neighbors or people wanting to kill us in our sleep?”

“Great, now you made it,” Steve sighs deeply as Bucky switches to protective mode. He checks the windows and closes the curtains. “Buck, she was joking.”

Steve follows Bucky around the house. “Baby, they are harmless. Trust me.”

“Last time I trusted you the coffee maker almost killed Alpine,” Bucky stops in his tracks to point at the white cat following him and Steve. “I won’t let anyone hurt my two people or Alpine.”

“Bucky baby,” you run after Bucky. “I was joking. They won’t try to kill us. Let’s just forget about them and have dinner.”

“No! I will check the windows and doors first.”

“You remember that Edith is still running security at our house, right?” Steve sighs as his husband doesn't listen. “Baby, I swear they are harmless, and Fury made sure someone is keeping an eye on them.”

Bucky asks, "What?" and you jerk your head toward your husband. “Steve, what are you hiding from us?”

“You’re not the only ones wanting to make sure we can enjoy retirement and live a normal life. The background check didn't satisfy Fury."

“Now you got me really worried," you huff. “Bucky let’s check the house together. Stevie, follow us. We got to stay together not like people in a horror movie always walking around a creepy house alone…”

“Y/N…Bucky,” Steve groans. “I was joking… Babes? Hey…”

Steve needed almost an hour to convince you and Bucky that your new neighbors are no threat. He regretted his joke and apologized repeatedly during dinner.

Now you are cuddling on the sofa like most nights. You are resting your back against Steve’s chest while Bucky places his head in your lap.

“Do you think they are planning to mow their lawn soon? It looks awful," you ask.

Steve and Bucky start laughing at your question.

You decide to keep a close eye on your new neighbors. No matter what Fury and Steve say... 

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Poly!Kaz Brekker & Inej Ghafa x Gender Neutral!Reader

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A/N: This feels like a successful attempt at transferring my sudden inspiration to paper (lol). Honestly, I’m really enjoying learning the nuances to writing these new characters! And I hope it was worth the wait for those of you who saw the sneak peak! As always, I hope you enjoy. Feel free to leave any feedback you have in the comments and if you like my work consider leaving a tip! Thanks:)

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1K+

Created for: @lgbtqbingo / Square Filled O3: Polyamorous Relationship.

Warnings: Violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, religious undertones, vague spoilers for the books & show. (Paragraphs solely in italics are set in the past).

Loyalty may be seldom found among bastards and vagabonds, but Kaz Brekker had discovered suffering at the end of a gloved hand or the hilt of a cane served him just as well.

Dirtyhands became the stories, spoken late into the night by parents to regale the children of Ketterdam with, in case they thought it wise to stray into the tangled mess of filth the barrel had to offer. He became the whispers of an alley filled with shadows and the tight-lipped fears of those who would dare to cross him.

Rumors were as good as currency in Ketterdam, and he had heard them all. He had no eagerness to dispel them, they were all true enough.

Modesty was a commodity those without their freedom could only ever dream of, but Inej Ghafa had learned to use the nightfall of Ketterdam like a second skin.

A talent some swore must have been gifted to her by the Saints themselves.

Their rumors served her just as well. The Wraith became the whispered prayer among indentures and the grave reveal of words unspoken.

Secrets were as good as currency in Ketterdam, and she knew them all. Even his.

The rhythmic tap of your foot had become almost expected to him, comforting even. He always feigned annoyance at the action. Only internally allowing himself to wonder if you felt similarly about the sudden additional pressure of a cane against the tip of your boot.

Kaz Brekker had never believed in miracles. In luck, or Saints, or fate. But even a faithless man like him could recognize there was something of importance this moment had to offer him, and he’d never been one to turn down a deal.

He didn’t dare reach for your hand. Not here, not near the water. Not out in the open where anyone could catch sight of his failures.

Instead, he shifted his grip on his cane and poked your hand with the hilt until your fingers lightly wrapped around the crow's head, allowing him to feel the slightest pressure of added weight through his own hold.

Trying was easier than he thought it would be, especially with the sight of your half quirked smile as a lovely reward. It was a smile he had seen solely reserved for him.

He attempted to earn it as often as you’d allow.

Inej’s prayers sat heavy on her tongue.

She knew brutality. She knew the Saints would counsel mercy in a moment like this.

Yet not a word of opposition graced her lips as Kaz laid claim to the blood debt he felt he was owed.

She felt she was owed it too.

There was a past her that might have feared him once, but this was the same man that had worried if his tie was straight before he met her parents for the first time, so instead she asked, “Was this what it was like?”

The prolonged silence that came after wasn’t from the lack of context held in those six words. He was fairly certain they could retain the ability to read each other with a handkerchief stuffed in their mouths and their backs turned. He was simply attempting to discern which answer would be worse, the truth, or the lie he knew she’d see through regardless.

She slightly inclined her head toward him, the heavy scent of iron lingering around them like a stain. She watched how his gloved hands shook with boiled over rage, emotions poorly contained even in the dim light. To her, his silence had always been a response in it of itself. She wouldn’t pressure him, not now. She knew he didn’t want her to know, or perhaps—he didn’t want to relive those days for himself.

Maybe, she thought, he already was.

And as a former member of the Dregs stumbled down the alley, palm pressing hopelessly into the empty space where his crow and cup tattoo had formerly resided, searching for a sense of relief that would never follow, she wondered if that’s what Kaz Brekker’s mercy looked like.

He did spare him, after all.

Her lips bore the semblance of a smile, the only tell she provided in her knowledge of your quiet presence.

Your eyes remained steady to the horizon, face kissed with the last orange rays the sunset had to offer, patiently waiting until Ketterdam was once again cloaked in familiar darkness.

She couldn’t recall how the sun had looked that day. She was too captured by the sight of you.

The waves threatened to pull him under, a war of salt and foam just beneath his chin. He forced a pale hand to rest on the blood covered sheets, searching for reassurance, needing to communicate to himself that you were still there with them. Warm. Alive.

His other hand, gloved, loosely gripped hers. A reminder that she was there too.

Kaz Brekker had never believed in miracles. In luck, or Saints, or fate. But he believed in you, he believed in Inej, and for the first time, he prayed that was enough.

His expression shifted, lingering somewhere between exasperated and fond, a bit soft at the edges in the shared presence of those his heart had betrayed him for.

You looked similarly effected, eyes trained on Inej, committing her every feature to memory.

He did the same to you. For once, allowing himself to hope.

It’ll take time, she told herself, taking in a steadying breath as she walked to join the two of you at the bar.

“Inej”, Nina called from behind her, reminiscent of a time much different than the one they currently shared, voice low and intended for only their ears, “I once wished you could see what I did, hear each and every sound so you could understand what you were missing. But now”, she let out a light laugh, “When the three of you are together. It’s like home.”

It seemed as if a lifetime had passed since then, but Inej could still recall the words she had responded with, the confusion she had felt.

She smiled. She wasn’t that person anymore, and Nina was right.

She had found her home.

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[writercole]

Heatwave

Summary: A ten week long heatwave tests the limits of even the strongest and most acclimated people.

Pairing: Floydsin (Jake Seresin x Bob Floyd)

Bingo Squares: Dancing under the rain @lgbtqbingo // Dancing @thebo3bingo

Words: 1180

Warnings: M/M kissing, pining

Credits: @wildbornsiren for sending me the ask that sparked all of this!

A/N: I’ve been blocked for a long time on my bingo squares and Shelly dug this out and sent me the basic plot and I just…lost it. I anticipated about ⅓ of the words but I’m very satisfied with what I have. This took me no time at all. It just...spewed out.

It had been seventy-four days since the last drop of rain fell on the sands of San Diego Beach. Seventy-four long days of temperatures topping triple digits, of rising heat playing tricks on pilots on the tarmac, of air conditioners stalling and fans threatening to take off of the floor or make the roof hover above the walls. Seventy-four long nights of kicking off blankets, sleeping on the concrete, and both sides of the pillow being hot.

Jake Seresin grew up in Texas, he was used to the heatwave. This was a basic Tuesday in his neck of the woods. Except for one thing.

Bob Floyd.

The quiet WSO had taken to wearing thin white tanks and loose gray cotton shorts around the barracks and he was driving Jake mad with desire. It wasn’t intentional; it was just to beat the heat. At first.

Bob noticed early into the heatwave that every time he’d lift the hem of his shirt to wipe his face, Jake’s eyes focused on his abs. And every time he was soaked in sweat in the middle of the night, looking for a cold bottle of water or a blast of air from the freezer, Jake was creeping out of his room as well. He noticed how Jake would stumble over his words or lose his bravado when he was talking to Bob one-on-one, when there was no one else to break the intensity of his gaze.

Then Bob started to notice the subtle adjustments in Jake’s posture when he’d pass, his gaze on the towel wrapped around Bob’s waist as they crossed paths between the showers and locker room.

Jake hadn’t figured out that Bob was playing a game with him. All he could focus on were the hard lines of his chest, the obvious outline of his…gifted crotch. His mouth would water when he crossed paths with Bob on his way back from the shower, longing to run his tongue up crevices on his chest and catch the drops of water on his tongue. That would definitely quench his thirst.

The squad lounged in the rec room, spreading out over any surface they could in hopes of catching a breeze. Jake lost himself in fantasies of finally outing himself, pushing Bob against a wall and kissing him, dropping to his knees and showing Bob just how much he was attracted to the man. 

“Seresin, you good?” Coyote called, his hand waving in Jake’s face.

Jake shook his head and cleared his throat, catching the wide smirk on Bob’s face. “I think I’m gonna go for a walk,” he announced as he stood, ignoring the shouts of his squadron telling him that it was still hot and humid outside. They didn’t know that, for Jake, sitting in the same room as Bob Floyd tortured him far more than the sweat that beaded down his spine.

A distant rumble of thunder sparked a burning hope in Jake’s chest. The heatwave could be on the verge of breaking and then his torture would be over.

“Are you okay?”

Jake whipped his head around to see Bob walking towards him, hands deep in the pockets of his khaki shorts, dirty Vans standing out against the black of the tarmac. He shook his head and cleared his throat, turning back to see lightning striking across the sky. “Yeah, heat just got to me.”

“You don’t have to lie to me.” Bob stood at Jake’s side, watching out of his periphery. He could feel tension rolling off of him, embarrassment hinted in the way Jake refused to look over.

“I’m not.”

“Right.” Bob nodded, letting silence overtake them until the thunder rolled again, closer this time. “You think it’s actually going to rain?”

“Probably not.”

“Am I going to get more than two word answers?”

Jake hung his head and sighed. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

“Honesty is all I ask,” Bob replied, his voice low, nearly swallowed by the thunder.

“I’m always honest.”

“You’re not.” Bob turned his body to face Jake. Ignoring the fact that Jake still refused to make eye contact, he continued. “I’ve seen you the last two months. Watching me. I need to know if I’ve done anything to upset you.”

Jake finally broke his determination and turned to face Bob. “To upset me? Bob, you can’t be serious. I don’t think you could upset anyone.”

“So, your staring wasn’t because you were pissed?” Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the pair of sea green eyes that were boring into his own. Bob took a deep breath and a step closer, his footsteps drowned out by the thunder.

“Definitely not pissed,” Jake mumbled as he averted his gaze again. He noticed the additional step that Bob chanced, standing his ground as the man he’d been crushing on for weeks inched into his space.

“If you’re not pissed, then what was with the extra glances?” Bob was close now. He wouldn’t have to stretch to reach out and touch Jake, caress his face.

Jake didn’t respond, his gaze still averted towards the tarmac stretching out in the distance. Thunder crashed and lightning blazed. Jake noticed Bob was almost touching him, his fingers could just -

“You don’t have to be embarrassed or afraid. I won’t laugh at you,” Bob assured him.

Jake finally looked up, Bob’s sky blue eyes lit up by a lightning strike, giving Jake the comfort and courage to confess his secret. “I’ve been watching you more because I’m attracted to you. You’re…gorgeous and you’re kind and -”

Jake was cut off when Bob’s lips pressed against his own, a soft, tentative kiss passing between the two of them. A roll of thunder gave them confidence and Bob’s hands pulled Jake close, lingering on his waist, their bodies pressed against one another. Jake let his fingertips trail up Bob’s hard chest, nestling in the hair at the base of his neck. 

Bob licked across Jake’s bottom lip, swallowing the soft moan that escaped his chest. Drops of water fell on their faces, breaking them apart as they looked up at the sky.

Another crack of lightning and a rumble of thunder and the sky fell, rain splattering across the tarmac, cooling the air and ground slowly but surely.

Jake and Bob looked at one another and laughed; the heatwave would end when they were finally honest with one another. Bob took a step back and spun around, dancing in the falling drops soaking through his white tee. Jake reached for his hand and pulled him close, resting his hands on Bob’s hips as he started to sway.

“Jake Seresin, are you dancing with me in the rain?” Bob smirked as he followed Jake’s lead.

“And what if I am?”

“I like it.”

The questions of what if and what’s next were drowned out by the bliss and joy that came with the end of a brutal drought, one that kept the couple overheated and bothered by the possibility of ridicule. The heatwave may have ended, but the fire was just getting started.

#writercole #slash #lgbtqbingo #thebo3bingo #floydsin #jake seresin #bob floyd #glen powell #lewis pullman

[granatkoroleva]

The Hunt

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Pairing ➱ Dad's Best Friend! Silver Fox! Bucky Barnes x Graduate!Steve

Word Count ➱ 4K

Fandom ➱ Marvel

Rating ➱ E

Tags ➱ Modern AU, Holidays, Age Difference, Older Man/Younger Man, Steve is 23, Bucky is 46, Pining, Fluff, Dirty talk, Explicit Sexual Content, Kink, Exhibitionism, Spit As Lube, Happy Ending

Summary ➱

Steve carefully hid the last Easter egg, a sly grin on his face as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. Then, he spun around, nearly colliding with Bucky, who had been watching him by the shed door with a bemused expression. Steve glanced at the house, butterflies in his stomach. If this went wrong, it could be terrible for not only Steve but also for Bucky and his dad’s decades-long friendship.

Square + Prompt ➱

Ⓝ ⓸ + Holidays [April Adoptable] | All Caps Bingo | Card # AC 1094 | All Caps Bingo Masterlist @allcapsbingo

Ⓝ ⓶ + Silver Fox Bucky | Stucky Bingo | Card # R40101 | Stucky Bingo Masterlist @stuckybingo

Ⓝ ⓹ + "𝐁𝐞𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭." | AFG Kink Bingo | @anyfandomkinkbingo

Ⓑ⓸ + Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers | @anyfandomgoesbingo

Created for @lgbtqbingo | + Dirty Talk

Author's Note ➱ Mood-board made myself | Masterlist | AO3 |

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[nolanfa]

an illustration for lissadiane's fic Barely Breathing on AO3 here

fill for the @winterhawkbingo's prompt "Sam Wilson" fill for @allcapsbingo's prompt "I never said pilot" fill for @lgbtqbingo's prompt "body positivity"

#sam wilson #clint barton #marvel #lissadiane #winterhawk #winterhawk bingo #nosart #nosfinal #fandom #allcapsbingo2023 #lgbtqbingo #fun fact: they were more wing-shaped before #and then I re-read the fic and it's explicitly stated Clint's wings do not have feathers but scales #so I erased every single feather (there were a lot) I'd drawn

[sofreddie]

The Parts You Hide

Summary: Sam hates being Dean's secret.

Characters: Bisexual!Sam x Closeted Bisexual!Dean

Warnings: Wincest (Not Related), M/M, Angst, Implied Smut

SW: Sam/Dean (@samwinchesterbingo)

DEAN BINGO: SECRETLY DATING (@spndeanbingo)

LGBTQ: Secret Relationship (@lgbtqbingo)

WC: 724

A/N: This sort of feels like a possible sequel to 'Omega In Need', but it's not because I want to take that story in a different direction. So this is a stand-alone piece.

Sam sat quietly at the end of the bed, watching as his lover redressed after their romp in the sheets. He sighed heavily. He should be used to it by now. It was the same every time for the year they had been together. He would dress. And he would leave.

"You okay, Sammy?"

The deep, gravelly voice of his lover brought his attention back into focus.

"Yeah," Sam sighed with a tight smile, turning his gaze back to his feet. Sam felt the bed dip beside him, the warmth of another person reaching out to him.

"You wanna try that again?"

"Dean-" Sam protested, feeling on the verge of tears but not about to let himself cry.

"Did I hurt you?" Dean inquired. "I know I got a little worked up, but we haven't seen each other in a while-"

"Maybe we'd see each other more if you stopped hiding me," Sam spat as he angrily rose from his seat and began pacing the room.

When Sam met Dean, he was immediately swept away by the handsome man with the stunning green eyes. Dean made him feel seen and loved and wanted. He made him feel like less of a freak. Dean was bisexual just like him, enjoying men and woman depending on the mood.

Things were different with Dean, though. The way he touched and held Sam. The way he would sometimes fuck him senseless, or sometimes be so slow and gentle Sam thought he might die from the intimacy.

But Sam quickly realized that anytime they saw each other in public, they were just friends. Even worse, Dean had a reputation for being a ladies' man, a love-em-and-leave-em type. Everyone thought he was straight and he wanted to keep it that way. It made Sam's stomach churn.

"Sam, we talked about this-"

"No, you talked and you decided, Dean."

The silence between them was thick and heavy. Dean couldn't meet Sam's eyes.

"I can't keep being your dirty little secret, Dean." Sam accused. "I'm in love with you. With all of you, even the parts you hide."

"Sam," Dean shook his head. "I can't…no one can know."

Dean's words cut him deep.

"Then maybe this should end," Sam stated in defeat, dressing quicker than he ever had before and trying to ignore the aches he usually cherished.

Dean froze at Sam's words. He didn't want it to end. But he wasn't ready for anyone to know about them. Maybe he never would be. He never expected to grow feelings for the beautiful younger man, but they snuck up on him and smacked him like a truck.

But he still couldn't let anyone know.

"Maybe I should go," Dean said as he worked his way to the door. "Give you some space."

"And that!" Sam added, pointing his finger at Dean. "You always leave. You never stay with me after you get what you came for. Is that all I am to you? A secret, dirty fuck?!"

"You know you mean more than that," Dean responded, his tone far too calm.

It wasn't the first time they'd had this argument. Dean would promise to try and Sam would let him back in. The calmness in Sam's tone told him Dean was done having to do this again and again. He wanted Sam to just accept what they had.

"Maybe you should go," Sam challenged. "If we can't be more than this…if we can't have a normal relationship…" Sam shook his head, unwilling to vocalize those thoughts completely, but it was enough for Dean to get the point.

Dean didn't want to lose Sam, but he just couldn't see how they could ever have a normal relationship. His friends and family just wouldn't understand. Everyone would look at him differently, and treat him differently. Maybe Sam just needed to cool off. They could talk about it again when he wasn't so emotional.

At the click of the door, Sam let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He'd made up his mind. When Dean inevitably showed up again, he would turn him away and end things for good. It didn't matter that he said it many times before. He meant it this time. He deserved to be more than just another part of Dean that he hid from the world.

PART 2

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We Stayed Halfway

My last fill for @cabottombingo and my adopted prompt  — Sex pollen. Read it on Ao3 here.

Fandom: Captain America (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Sex Pollen, Porn Without Plot

Summary: After being exposed to an unknown toxin in a SHIELD’s laboratory, Brock and Steve deal with the effects of it in the Captain’s office.

Wordcount: 2,2k

Also created for: @steverogersbingo — Brock Rumlow/Crossbones / @lyricalescape — “Going on a whim, try to erase it.” / @julybreakbingo — Enemies with Benefits / @ afgomegaversebingo — Dominance hierarchy / @halloweenhorrorbingo — Raised on Outdated Gender Stereotypes / @lgbtqbingo — Uniform kink / @anyfandomkinkbingo — “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.” / @multifandom-flash, R2 #2003— Desk Sweep of Passion + With Great Power Comes Great Hotness, #2004 — Quest for Sex, #2005 — Smoking Hot Sex, Taboo Flash — Sex Is Evil, and I Am Honry & New Year Resolutions — Office Sex (nsfw card) / @seasonaldelightsbingo — Being taken care of / @slumberpartybingo — Truth: What’s the weirdest place you’ve had sex?

Excerpt:

We can isolate ourselves in our offices and get busy with ourselves. I’m sure docs have pills or something if it turns out it hurts,” the brunette one says.

“Or we can spend that time together,” Steve offers. “From what I can smell from here, I’m sure it’ll be healthier. And perhaps it’ll be over if we, well …”

“Have sex together?” Brock chuckles.

He hasn’t wanted to admit that has been an option all this time, because how in the hell would Rogers be willing to have sex with him. But it’s true that his hormones are crazy wild right now, making his throat dry and the bulge in his pants big enough to be noticed. What else could they expect from a toxin called ‘sex something’ if not to be insufferable horny?

Continue reading on Ao3!

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[pterawaters]

Square & Prompt: A1 Flowers @steveharringtonbingo Title: The White-petal Rose Word count: 2,636 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Characters: Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Magic, War, Serious Injuries Summary:

Steve always thought he was bad at magic, unable to do even the simplest spells. Then he meets a boy named Jonathan and flowers begin growing in his wake.

Written for:

Steve Harrington Bingo (as mentioned above)

@stonathanweek Day 4, Fantasy AU

@julybreakbingo prompts: Soulmate AU and “Close your eyes” - 

@lgbtqbingo prompt: Kiss on the cheek

Updated bingo cards can be found in the reblog.

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[beatriceeverytuesday]

New fic alert!

Title: Rainbow

Pairing: Anya Jenkins/Buffy Summers

Rating: M

Summary: Buffy buys Anya a present for when they go to Pride together.

Read it now on AO3!

Fandom bingo info below the cut:

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Bingo Squares Filled: @lgbtqbingo for "Rainbow"

Word count: 3,136

Warnings and tags: Established Relationship, Bisexual Buffy Summers, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Sex, Humor, Hair Dyeing

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[fandom-hoarder]

[Really simple phone edit by me; made using Home of the Nutty screencaps]

Fic Title: [and] turn this up on the radio

Fic Summary: A somewhat non-linear telling of Sam’s journey back to Dean in Heaven, and the buoys along the way; inspired by my ficlet “Tennessee Whiskey.”

Chapter 2: Sam, pt. 2

@lgbtqbingo Square: Ghost

Warning: Chose Not To Warn

Rating: Explicit (full fic)

Pairing: Wincest (SamDean)

Chapter Length: 5.6k

Chapter Warnings: incest, established relationship, canon-typical crime and violence, suicidal thoughts, grieving, fluff and angst, food issues, mpreg, non-graphic pet death [see ao3 post for full fic warnings]

Summary: He doesn't go back to the bunker.

#lgbtqbingo #wincest #wincest fanfiction #carry on fic #my fanfiction

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Hungry eyes

PAIRING | Husband!Bucky Barnes x Husband!Tony Stark

WORD COUNT | 1.1K

SUMMARY | Growing up, neither Bucky nor Tony ever thought they would get married, but it was an absolute no-brainer when they found love in each other. Now that they're on their honeymoon together, they cannot stop touching and loving each other, wanting to be close to one another for as long as possible.

RATING | Explicit (E)

WARNINGS/TAGS | Age gap, established relationship, honeymoon, use of nicknames (Sugar)

SMUT | Porn without plot, top!Bucky Barnes, bottom!Tony Stark, Bucky has no refractory period, shower sex, daddy kink, dirty talk, praise kink, hair pulling, spanking, use of a butt plug, unprotected anal sex (wrap it before you tap it!), implied oral (M receiving), multiple orgasms

A/N | This is my first attempt at writing for WinterIron, so I would love to hear your feedback. From here on out, I will also accept requests for these two, so please don't hesitate to let me know if you have any! This story has been proofread, but any and all mistakes are still my own. 💙

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Tony looks back on the day he married his now-husband, Bucky, with fond memories as he steps into the shower in their second house in Italy, where they stay for the next three weeks. He slept in while Bucky decided to go for a run, but he couldn't seem to fall asleep again. Instead, he decided to go shower in the hopes of his husband joining him - he didn't work a plug into himself for nothing.

As the warm water cascades down his cream-colored skin, Tony turns to pick out some music. However, before he gets the chance, his large, dark-haired husband crowds in on him in the shower cabin with a smirk and an appreciative look. Sweaty from his run, he needs Tony all the same.

"Hmm, you're a sight for sore eyes like this, Sugar," Bucky groans as he pulls Tony against his chest, his lips placing soft kisses on the skin where his shoulder morphs into his neck. Tony's head lolls to the side, giving Bucky the space he wants.

"How was your run?" Tony asks in a breathy voice as Bucky's vibranium hand wanders over his husband's side and up to his chest, where he finds the very sensitive nipples he can't get enough of and his flesh hand is buried in the curls on Tony's head. The gasp Tony lets out when Bucky pinches Tony's nipple with his fingers goes straight to his cock, making it twitch in excitement.

"Are you sure you want to talk about my run right now?" Bucky asks in his deep, rumbling voice, but Tony shakes his head to the best of his ability.

"N-no, I w-want you, Daddy," Tony croaks out, and Bucky smiles. Bucky has barely touched him, yet he's already a goner for him. Tony's cock is hard as a rock when Bucky wraps his vibranium hand around it, and Tony lets out a content sound as he slowly works it up and down his shaft, Bucky rutting his own against Tony's ass.

"You like that, huh? You like it when Daddy plays with your delicious, sensitive cock?" Bucky asks, but Tony is too far gone to provide him with a proper answer to his question. Between the warmth of the shower and the feeling of his husband wrapped around his cock, he is fully content right now.

"Yeah? And do you want Daddy to play with this deliciously tight ass of yours too?" Bucky asks, allowing Tony to push his ass back against him in response. Bucky lets his flesh hand glide down from Tony's hair down his back and between his cheeks while his metal one is still working Tony up and down slowly. Not enough to have him cum yet, but more than enough to have him near the edge.

"What's this? You really want to get fucked by Daddy, don't you? Such a desperate little slut for me, working yourself open without me knowing," Bucky tuts and a deep red shade covers Tony's cheeks and neck. Seeing his husband like this has Bucky almost on his knees for him because he goes crazy for the blush spreading across Tony’s beautiful, creamy skin.

With skilled fingers, Bucky slowly works out the plug from Tony's ass, taking his time not to hurt him. Tony seemed to have used plenty of lube, so it slides out without too much resistance, making Tony gasp when the gold metal plug slides out. The loss of the metal plug leaves him clenching around nothing, but his rim doesn't close - instead, it stays open precisely the way Bucky likes it.

"Hmm, you're doing so good for me, Sugar; now be a good boy and lean forward, so Daddy can fuck your ass like it's meant to be fucked," Bucky says through gritted teeth. Bucky grabs his cock with his flesh hand before pumping it up and down a couple of times, the vibranium one gripping Tony's hip to ensure he stays still.

He carefully feeds his cock into Tony's ass, making sure not to go too fast as he does so. With slow, shallow movements, he works it further and further in until his hips meet his husband's. A loud groan escapes Bucky's chest as he looks at the way they fit together perfectly, taking his sweet time to pull out before slamming his cock into his husband in one stroke.

The sound coming from Tony's lips is downright pornographic as his husband hits his prostate in that very same thrust, his fists clenching where they're leaning against the wall. While Bucky clenches his teeth at the feeling of the tight heat enveloping his cock, he can't stop himself from grunting too, his orgasm nearing quickly.

"God, such an easy slut for me, letting me use this hole whenever I want," Bucky tells Tony with a smirk, and the sound of skin slapping against wet skin intensifies with every thrust. Tony's jaw is slack as the moans tumbling from his lips become uncontrollable, his knees starting to buckle as the pleasure intensifies.

"B-Bucky-" Tony pleads, letting him know he's close. With a loud smack on his ass, Bucky corrects him - Tony knows better than that about what to call his husband right now.

"What did you just call me?" Bucky says sharply as he pulls Tony close, grabbing his throat so they're standing chest-to-back. Bucky's pace doesn't even falter for a second, and he looks over Tony's shoulder to see his husband's cock bobbing up and down, neglected and flushed red, as he's desperately close to the edge.

"M sorry, Daddy," Tony finally manages to say, earning him a 'good boy' in response. Tony goes wild for Bucky's praise, so he always uses it sparingly, wanting to keep it special for the other man.

"Cum with me, Sugar, fuck 'm close!" Bucky pants out as he speeds up even more as his orgasm is rapidly approaching, and he snakes an arm around Tony's waist to grab hold of Tony's cock, jerking it at the same speed as his thrusts.

"Daddy, please," Tony whines, and with a few more sloppy thrusts, Bucky can feel him clenching around his cock, milking him for all he's worth, as his cum shoots against the wall, followed by an uncontrollable moan. Not long after, Bucky cums, too, as his cum shoots deep into his husband, groaning as he does.

"That's it, Sugar, you're doin' so well for Daddy," Bucky praises him as he rides out both their orgasms. When he's done, he pulls out carefully, scooping out the cum that threatens to leak out and fucking it back into Tony with a loud squelch. Bucky hums appreciatively as he looks at his rim, which doesn't want to close, instead fluttering weakly.

"How about you put that beautiful mouth to some good use now, Sugar?" Bucky says with a wicked smile, and Tony immediately nods before sinking to his knees, ready to do as his husband asks. He wants to be his good boy, after all.

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[writercole]

The First Customer

Squares: Free Space @anyfandomaubingo​ // Reporter AU @anyfandomfluffbingo​ // Nurse!Alex Calvert @spnaubingo​ // Bubblegum Bitch @lgbtqbingo​ // Boss' Son @spnfluffbingo​ // Briana Buckmaster @supernatural-jackles​ Tell Me A Story Words: 1284 Warnings: Fluff, empty threats, meddling, betting A/N: Thanks to @fictional-affairs​ for the push to get this done. I know it's been a bit hectic lately but I'm getting back where I need to be and I can confirm that there is plenty more coming!

The opening shift was always one of your favorites. You got there at least thirty minutes early, connected your phone to the sound system, and danced and sang around the cafe while you started brewing the coffees you knew you were going to have to make.

There was Briana, who shuffled in before heading to the news studio. She claimed your coffee beat the studio by miles. Her smile was worth the early morning alone.

Jared was usually right behind her, getting his pick me up for his patrol route. He usually had the day shift five days a week, the six city blocks the cafe sat on was his zone.

But the first customer in every day was Alex. He was a nurse at the local hospital, working twelve hour days six days a week in the pediatric ward. He may have had dark circles under his blue eyes, but his smile was always contagious. 

Today, you were so lost in your music that you didn’t hear the bell over the door chime as Alex walked in. He stood watching you sing along to “Bubblegum Bitch” by Marina. 

“Soda pop, soda pop, baby here I come,” you sang as you spun, shrieking when you saw Alex standing on the other side of the counter, an amused smile dancing on his face.

“Don’t let me interrupt,” he teased, “I was enjoying the show.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you come in,” you told him as you switched to the generic playlist your boss wanted you to play in the store. 

“No, really. It’s okay. I’m off today so it’s no big deal.”

“Oh, this is your first day off in how long? Three months?” you asked as you made his coffee.

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Any big plans for today?” you asked, keeping your head down. “Spending time with the girlfriend?”

“If by girlfriend you mean my apartment that’s somehow become a pigsty, yes,” he chuckled.

“Someone like you is single?” you questioned as you handed him his drink, your eyebrows high on your forehead.

“Someone like me?”

“You know, attractive, kind, makes the world better one child’s smile at a time,” you detailed with a soft smile, tilting your head to the side as you watched his face turn pinker and pinker. “You’re blushing.”

“Am not,” he denied, taking a sip to hide his face. 

"You are, too," Briana called as she walked up to the counter, her blonde hair perfectly styled and a red smirk on her lips. 

"See? Bri agrees with me," you teased as you brewed her latte, giggling at how red his face had gotten.

"You could just admit you two have a crush on each other and do something about it," Briana snarked cheerily.

"What?!" You squeaked at the same time Alex stammered sounds that tried to be a denial but came out more like a car that was having trouble starting.

“Honeys, I’m a journalist. And a damn good one,” she said, “of course I know about your little crushes. Now. Stop pining and just do something already.”

You were stunned as you handed over her drink. She dropped a hefty tip into the jar and shot you a wink before she made her way out of the shop, leaving you and Alex alone again.

“So, you really have a crush on me?” you asked, breaking the tense silence first.

“Uh, maybe. I mean, you really like me?” he rebutted, one hand in his pocket while the other held on to his coffee cup for dear life.

“Maybe. Do you want to take me out to dinner tonight?” you offered slyly, a wide smile on your face when he looked up.

“How’s six?” 

“Six is perfect,” you confirmed as the door opened yet again, your boss strolling in this time.

“Alex, are you harassing my worker?” Misha questioned as he stepped behind the counter.

“Actually she’s the one who asked me out,” Alex replied proudly, grinning from ear to ear.

“Good job, son. Now get out of here. I have a business to run,” Misha told him.

“Sure thing, Dad,” Alex agreed before turning to you again. “See you in twelve-ish hours.” He left you with a wink as he walked out of the door.

You spun around to face Misha who was standing with a smug grin on his face. “All this time and YOU COULDN’T TELL ME THAT ALEX WAS YOUR SON?!” you exclaimed, tossing a bar cloth at him. “You knew I had a crush on him and you couldn’t manage to mention that you were his father?!”

“Whoopsie,” Misha smirked. “It was fun to watch how oblivious the two of you were. Me and Jared even had a bet going on how long it would take for him to ask you out.”

“You bet on your son’s love life?” you sighed exasperatedly, pinching the bridge of your nose at the antics that this man pulled.

“I have to have fun somehow,” he shrugged. “Don’t you want to know who won?”

“Actually, I kind of do,” you conceded, scrunching your nose up.

“I did. Because I knew he’d never be the one to ask first.”

“I heard that, Dad!” Alex called across the cafe.

“Oops? Why are you back here anyway?”

“I, uh, I may have forgotten to get your number,” Alex muttered sheepishly to you, causing Misha to laugh loudly next to you.

“Handles medications for multiple children. Can’t remember to get the number of the person he’s taking out for dinner,” Misha pointed out as he headed to the office.

“Shut up!” you yelled at him before the door closed. You wrote your number down on a napkin and handed it over, watching him fold it carefully into his pocket. “So, that’s your dad, huh?”

“Yeah. Are you mad I didn’t tell you?” he asked.

“No, it explains a lot. But…why didn’t you tell me? I charged you full price for that coffee every morning and you could have gotten it for free.”

“It was worth it to see you every day,” he winked and started backing towards the door. “Six o’clock!”

You sighed happily as you watched him walking down the sidewalk.

“You really didn’t know he was my son?” Misha yelled from the office.

“Nope,” you replied, turning to wipe down the machines.

“So you really charged him full price for the coffees?”

“Yep.”

“Nice,” Misha chuckled. “I can’t believe he didn’t say anything. He must really like you.”

“You think?”

“You’re the first barista I’ve hired that he hasn’t told,” he admitted. 

The chime above the door broke the conversation and Jared came strolling in. You busied yourself with making his drink as he and Misha discussed the bet they made and the impending payout.

“So you’re really going out with Alex?” Jared queried when you handed his drink over.

“Yep,” you confirmed, the venom lacing your voice was not real anger, just something to make Jared think you were upset with him.

“You know we didn’t mean anything by this, right? It was just a fun little bet,” he explained. He fixed you with a puppy dog face that rivaled an actual sad puppy. 

“I swear if the two of you actually interfere, I will poison your coffee every day,” you mumbled through a vicious grin. 

“Duly noted,” Jared said through a chuckle. 

“Now, leave us alone and go do your job. Protect and serve, Officer,” you sassed.

“Yes ma’am. Have fun on your date!” he called as he headed out.

“I definitely will,” you sighed with a smile, waving at the policeman as he stepped outside. Today was not what you expected, in the best way possible.

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[nolanfa]

An illustration for thepartyresponsible's awesome fic Do Every Stupid Thing, which single-handedly made me love Jason Todd (Art on AO3 here). Official summary below:

"Jason doesn’t mean for the Winter Soldier to be a present for Tony Stark. The youngest Stark isn’t supposed to be involved at all. The plan is simple: intervene before the Winter Soldier can murder Howard and Maria, tranq the Winter Soldier until he’s sufficiently incapacitated, and then drag him off for further study and let the Starks carry on with their fraught, bourgeoisie bullshit."

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Fill for @tonystarkbingo's prompt "wearing each other's clothes" (the Winter Soldier's shirt is Tony's) Fill for @buckybarnesbingo's flash prompt "unlucky" (if you need stitching up you've been unlucky) Fill for @anyfandomgoesbingo's "I'd like to offer you moral support but I have questionable morals" (because all three of them have a pretty grey morality) Fill for @allcapsbingo's "Tony Stark" Fill for @lgbtqbingo's "Heather - Conan Grey" (because clothes sharing) Title: Stitches - Pairing: N/A - Rating: Teen / SFW - Medium: digital art - Description: Bucky Barnes stitching up Jason Todd

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[sofreddie]

Hi it’s awkward me again! Here is my request idea! I was thinking danneel x shy! Female reader where they are on set and danneel is shooting a shirtless scene and reader can’t keep her off on her, and danneel noticed her stare, and takes her to the trailer and confess her feelings and kisses her maybe smut? If you are feeling froggy! ❤️

Of course you don’t have to write this!!

I’m a awkward turtle!! 🐢🐢

REQUEST #2: Anon - Hey beautiful I don’t know if you are taking request but I had a idea for danneel x reader where they are in high school and the reader is a huge nerd and doesn’t get out a lot, danneel  ask her to hang out at her place and they kiss, maybe some fluffy smut?✨❤️

At Last

Characters: Danneel Harris x F!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Smut (Vaginal Fingering, Thigh Riding)

BBB: LINGERIE (@badbitchesbingo)

LGBTQ: CLOTHES SWAP (@lgbtqbingo)

ANGST: ACTOR AU (@anyfandomangstbingo)

WC: 2491

A/N: Sorry this took me months to get to! Life's been busy and writer's block has been mean, lol. I combined the requests into one, and I felt they worked really well together. Hope you enjoy!

The auditorium of the high school wasn’t large, but it seemed overwhelmingly huge as Y/N quietly wandered in, her books clung tightly against her chest as she silently slunk into one of the many chairs. Her eyes took in the stage, several other students interacting with one another as they auditioned for the drama club.

Y/N loved theater and film, but could never get the courage to actually be out front and seen. Rather, she was more interested in the behind-the-scenes work, helping backstage and assisting the actors so they could put on the show. Even though she was shy and didn’t have any friends, she forced herself to go, determined to not let her social shortcomings hold her back.

“Hey, you new here?”

A soft voice drew her attention, turning to the side to see Danneel Harris of all people talking to her. Of course, Y/N knew who she was, Danneel being one of the more popular people in school. But she never expected she’d talk to her of all people.

“To the club,” Y/N admitted with a nod. Though she’d been at the school the whole time Danneel had been, she wasn’t surprised she didn’t know her.

“That’s what I meant,” Danneel responded, rising from her seat to come to sit directly beside Y/N. “I’m Dani,” she introduced herself with a warm smile and an extended hand. Returning the small smile, Y/N shook her hand and turned her attention back to the stage. 

Dani took an immediate liking to Y/N, though she wasn’t sure why, and the pair quickly became inseparable friends. Even Dani’s more popular friends couldn’t understand why she spent so much time with Y/N, but Dani would shut them down, defending her best friend. They remained the closest of friends all throughout school and Y/N struggled with it greatly. Not because they were friends, and not because she was a shy introvert that had a hard time keeping up with Dani’s outgoing persona. 

It was because Y/N was certain that she’d fallen in love with her best friend.

She wasn’t sure how to feel about it. She couldn’t talk to her family, they’d never understand. And she didn’t have other friends to talk to either. All she had was Dani and she was not about to risk their entire friendship by telling her that she was in love with her. Though Y/N hadn’t ever dated anyone, Dani had had a few boyfriends. Boyfriends. Not girlfriends. 

That was enough for Y/N to continue suffering in silence. Throughout college and into their careers they stayed side-by-side, their friendship unbreakable and thriving. Y/N was always grateful for Dani, to have such a wonderful person in her life. Even if it was only as a friend, she considered herself lucky just to be in Dani’s orbit.

After college, it didn’t take long for Dani to start landing roles, her look and talent much desired in the industry. As her career took off, Y/N helped her with the non-acting side of her career and before long Y/N took on the role of Dani’s Personal Assistant. A job that suited her perfectly and allowed the both of them to spend as much time together as possible. Dani’s insistence that they were better as a team only solidified it.

Now, Y/N stood amongst the flutter of people running about on set, readying to shoot a scene in the movie they were working on. Y/N stood off to the side, papers held to her chest like a shield as she watched the scene. 

Her eyes were transfixed on Dani, as always. Except this particular scene was a lead-in for a sexual encounter. As Dani spoke her lines, removing her top for the male actor opposite her in the scene, Y/N’s eyes locked onto her revealed chest. 

She sucked in a sharp breath at the sight, the lingerie they’d picked for the scene highlighting Dani’s curves enticingly. She subtly licked her lips, her heart clenching as it always did when she thought about what she wanted but could never have.

When they called cut on the scene, wrapping for the day, Y/N was startled from her musings. Embarrassed, she glanced around, seeing everyone busy and no one noticing her. Sometimes she was grateful to be ‘invisible’.

“Hey,” Dani interrupted her thoughts with a smile, her shirt back in place. “You okay? You look like you were off in La La Land,” she chuckled.

Y/N nodded and apologized, shuffling her feet, hoping the heat in her cheeks wasn’t noticeable. Dani smirked and for a moment, she thought she’d been caught.

“Come on, let’s go to the trailer so I can change and we can head home,” Dani urged, taking Y/N by the hand and leading her away. 

That was part of what made her suffering so much worse. They were roommates, always together, and Dani loved to take her by the hand all the time. It was such a casual and normal thing for her and Y/N loved and hated it equally. This time, despite the ache in her heart, she let Dani take her hand and allowed herself to imagine on the short walk to the trailer that it meant so much more.

“Your schedule is open the rest of the evening,” Y/N began once they were behind the closed door of the trailer, prattling off from the papers in her hands. “But you do have to be back early tomorrow morning for shooting.”

“So we’re not gonna talk about what happened back there?”

Y/N’s head snapped to Dani, her brow creased as she tried to formulate a response. Dani’s grin only confused her more.

“You were watching me.”

“Well, I, uh…it’s my job, you know, to be there a-and support you-”

Dani took several slow steps towards Y/N, her hips swaying with the movement. Y/N had seen those moves before when Dani was hitting on some poor schmuck who didn’t deserve her. 

“So it wasn’t the same look you had at the bonfire that night?”

Y/N sucked in a sharp breath, remembering exactly what Dani was talking about - not that it ever strayed far from her mind.

-

Too many people. There were too many people, all around, cheering and dancing and drinking, the light of the bonfire illuminating the forest around them. Holding her red plastic cup, Y/N leaned against a tree on the outskirts of the party, always feeling on the outskirts of everything and everyone.

“Hey, Y/N,” Dani appeared in front of her, managing to tear herself away from throngs of other students vying for her attention. “You doin’ okay?”

Y/N nodded and smiled tightly, lowering her head and shuffling her feet, “Yeah, sure.”

“Alright,” Dani smirked, nudging Y/N’s shoulder, “What’s really going on, huh?”

“Nothing,” Y/N insisted, but Dani’s look told her she wouldn’t get away that easily. “I don’t really talk to any of these people. I don’t really know anyone here, except you.”

Dani smirked knowingly, taking Y/N by the hand and quickly moving through the trees and away from all the noise and partygoers. She stopped by the river, the fire still in view from their position but they still had a sense of privacy.

“I’d rather hang out with you anyway,” Dani chuckled, taking Y/N’s drink and indulging in a large sip before passing it back with a grin.

“You don’t have to,” Y/N tried, feeling awful for taking her friend away from all the fun that she was clearly enjoying. She didn’t want to be a burden, but she also wouldn’t reject the alone time with the woman she loved.

“I want to,” Dani insisted, brushing stray hairs back from Y/N’s face.

Her heart leaped into her throat and stuck there as Dani leaned ever closer, the sweet smile gone from her face, replaced with a look Y/N had never seen before. 

Then it happened.

Dani’s eyes closed, her lips pressed to Y/N’s tentatively. It took her mind a minute to catch up, but when she did, Y/N let her eyes flutter closed. Tilting her head, she deepened the kiss, Dani letting out a small hum. When Dani’s tongue teased across her lips, Y/N opened willingly, moaning at the taste greeting her.

But it was over all too soon.

“Come on,” Dani smiled once more, “Let’s go back for a little, and then we’ll go home, okay?”

Y/N nodded dumbly, still lost in the feel of the kiss, her heart beating wildly.

-

Panicked, Y/N tried to save face, to backtrack and hope that she wasn’t about to lose her best friend, “T-that was years ago,” Y/N struggled, still gaping over the situation.

“And yet, we both remember it clearly,” Dani said, brushing some of the hair back from Y/N‘s neck and locking eyes with her, “I think about it all the time over the years. Hard not to when we’re together all the time. And I just can’t help but think that maybe this-” she gestured between them, “-is supposed to be more.”

“M-more?” Y/N stuttered, thinking maybe this was a dream because there was no way Dani was standing before her saying these things right now.

Dani dropped her gaze, a blush spreading across her cheeks and Y/N’s heart nearly stopped at the words she spoke, “I’m pretty sure I’ve been in love with you for years. But I didn’t know how you felt about, you know, girls.”

“I love you too,” Y/N hurriedly spat out, closing her eyes and taking a breath at her sudden outburst. Opening them, she locked eyes with Dani once more, stepping closer to be right in her aura, “I wish you’d said something sooner. I thought you weren’t interested or weren’t into girls.”

Y/N began to tear up, her emotions overwhelming her. Dani’s bashfulness took a backseat as concern overtook her, wanting to protect Y/N as she had always done.

“Don’t cry,” Dani urged, cupping Y/N’s face and wiping the tears away. “This is a good thing.”

Y/N laughed through her tears and Dani embraced her, holding Y/N close as she let her work through her feelings. She’d been in turmoil for years, over her feelings, over who or what she was, over all of it. Then, as if lightning struck her, she realized she didn’t need to be afraid anymore. Dani loved her and had her back, and she wanted the same thing.

Pulling back, Y/N took one more look into Dani’s eyes, finding the truth of it there, before she pressed her lips to hers. Dani smiled into the kiss, her hands smoothing down the sides of Y/N’s hair before cupping her face and kissing her deeper.

Y/N gasped into the kiss, all the pent-up feeling over the years crashing over her and easing away with every touch of Danneel against her. Dani seemed to have her own suppressed desires, her want and need palpable in her kisses as she led Y/N with urgency towards the bed at the back of the trailer.

“Wait,” Y/N pulled from Dani as her calves hit the end of the bed, her head spinning. “A-are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything, Y/N.”

That was all it took for Y/N to cup Dani’s face, kissing her hard and with unrestrained passion. The moan Dani gave shot through Y/N like lightning. Spinning, she gently pushed Dani to fall back on the bed. Dani giggled and Y/N smiled wide, crawling over her and capturing her lips once more.

Clothes were tossed aside with smiles and giggles, the tension and uncertainty fading away with every intimate moment between them. Before long, Dani was laid back on the bed, the sexy lingerie still adorning her body, making Y/N take in a shuddering breath.

Dani was patient, letting Y/N get her fill, pleased with the look of awe and wonder in her eyes. Y/N gently ran a hand down Dani’s chest, between her breasts and over the lace of the bra, before leaning down and allowing her lips to kiss along the same trail. Removing her bra, Y/N marveled at Dani’s perfect breasts. Reaching up she massaged both breasts in her hands, enjoying the soft skin and weight of them before leaning in to encase one nipple in her mouth.

Dani squirmed beneath her, her hands roaming through Y/N's hair. Feeling encouraged, Y/N quickly stripped Dani bare before removing her own clothes. She lay on her side next to Dani, face-to-face as they both smiled. Dani moved first, leaning in to kiss Y/N, encouraging her hands back on her skin.

In a swift move, Dani had Y/N on her back, hovering over her with a menacing grin. Y/N couldn’t help but laugh, the sound fading into a moan as Dani’s hand smoothed over Y/N’s mound, a finger catching and teasing on her hooded clit. Y/N gasped, her legs spreading wider as Dani leaned down to capture her lips in a hungry kiss.

Dani’s fingers traveled through Y/N’s folds, gathering the wetness before sliding two fingers into her core. Y/N bucked, her hands landing on Dani’s hips. Dani’s fingers were small but dexterous, finding and hitting Y/N’s sensitive spots with ease. She moaned, feeling Dani grinding her own wet folds against Y/N’s thigh. Her hands encouraged Dani’s movement, pressing her thigh up into Dani harder as she wriggled her own hips into Dani’s hand.

Being so wound up, it didn’t take long for either of them to cum, panting their releases into one another’s mouths. As Dani relaxed against her body, Y/N wrapped her arms around her, holding her close and feeling Dani’s heartbeat against her own. She couldn’t believe what had just happened and she was worried how it was going to affect them afterwards. They were best friends, roommates, and they worked together. 

Dani leaned back and pecked Y/N’s lips with a sweet smile before climbing off of her, reaching for her clothes and quickly dressing. Y/N sat up and silently moved to get her own clothes, not really paying attention, her mind in turmoil.

“Hurry up!” Dani exclaimed, tossing Y/N’s clothes at her with a smile. “Wanna get home.”

Y/N looked over at Dani, her brow furrowing as she noticed they had switched shirts. Dani laughed before Y/N could point it out.

“Don’t care,” Dani responded, cupping Y/N’s face and kissing her lips sweetly. “Comin’ right off when we get home anyway.”

Y/N stood dazed, blinking several times before rushing after a smirking Dani. She was eager to get home too.

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The Silver Line

Fandom: Stitchers (TV), Marvel (Comics), MCU

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Pairings: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark & Camille Engelson & Bruce Banner, Minor Characters + pairings

Tags: Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Co-workers, Post-Break Up, Reunions, Bucky's Metal Arm, War Veteran!Bucky Barnes

Summary: Training with Camille, Bucky and her notice that the new guy coming to work for the agency is the one who witnessed Sharon breaking up with him during their double date.

Wordcount: 2,606

Created for: @julybreakbingo prompt — Crossover of a fandom written and another you want to write for / @bingowinteriron — AU: No powers / @buckybarnesbingo — Sharon Carter / Agent 13 / @lgbtqbingo — Bi!Bucky / @tstarksbingospectacular — Science Bros / @tonystarkbingo — “This won't hurt a bit” / @marvelrarepairbingo — Courtship rituals

Excerpt:

“I guess …,” he shrugged, “it’s time for a check-up.”

“Hey, where are you going?” Camille questioned when he reached the door.

“To meet the new tech guy slash waiter!”

“And show him the arm you got checked last week? I’m not gonna be the one to stop you.” She giggled as Bucky left the room, but he saw from the corner of his eyes his friend getting back to training those fists.

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