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ramp-it-up · 6 months

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To Renounce and to Claim

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Enhanced! Reader

Summary: A world where you and Bucky can be happy is seemingly only what dreams are made of. Until you complete your mission.

Word Count: 3K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. S MUT! Read at your own risk. Curate your own experience. Pining, low self esteem, two idiots in love, Bucky in Wakanda, the White Wolf, skinny dipping, eye fucking, sex in public, sex in a river, loss of "virginity", size kink, pleasurable pain with sex, raw sex, oral sex, pulling out, cum play. Feelings of loss, (the death of T'Challa is implied) implied loss of child, feelings of revenge. Google translate Hausa and Russian.

Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

A/N: This is the second in the Bucky Barnes and the Summer Soldier series. White Wolf Bucky, liberties taken with the MCU cannon and timeline. The following terms are from google translate in Hausa: Masoyi- my love; ina son ku- I love you; ina son ku kuma- I love you too. Kulkoka- Doll in Russian. Other terms defined in text.

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Wakanda, 2017

The first time you saw Bucky Barnes, you wanted to destroy him.

You, and everyone you knew, thought that he’d assassinated your king, T’Chaka.

The pictures of the masked metal-armed man which was circulated among the Dora were mesmerizing to you. The blue eyes above the black mask seemed to stare into your soul. They were menacing, determined, yet with a hint of something else that had you transfixed.

You kept your eyes on the images long past the ending of the briefing and you were still seated with the holo-pad when everyone else stood to go.

When Okoye called for you, the other Doras quirked their mouths, the loudest their merriment would go in the mixed company of civilians, royalty, and military.

Zola confronted you about it months later, when Barnes was granted asylum in Wakanda.

“I want to talk to you about your feelings for the Winter Soldier.”

You stared at your former Captain, incredulous.

Bast, this woman did not forget a thing.

“I know not of which you speak, Mistress. I was studying his photos to see if I could spot a weakness, so as to kill him easily. Now that he has the king’s protection, I will follow orders.”

You kept your posture rigid and eyes straight ahead as she regarded you. Your training was over, but she knew you better than your mother in the river valley; you’d certainly been with her longer.

“That is the correct answer, child.”

You did not dare mention that you had not been a child for years. You kept your disrespect in your head. Not that it mattered.

“I know what you are thinking. That you are a full grown woman, a warrior. But if you do not want to put all of that in jeopardy, you will be careful. Do not let him into your head.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

You should have listened better, for after he arrived, the Winter Soldier was not only in your head; he was in your heart. The chaos a smile from James Barnes could create inside you would cause your father to send you to the Jabari if you were still his ward.

You chilled Bucky to the bone from the first moment he laid eyes on you; you were so regal and so strong. You were different than any other human he’d ever met.

The second he introduced himself and your beautiful lips tilted into a frown and said, “What by Bast, is a Bucky?” you were firmly entrenched in his soul.

Neither of you felt you could be honest, you because of duty and he because he felt like an incomplete shadow of a man. Bucky had a lot of work to do. And he set about the work of healing, mentally and physically with a singular focus. Becoming worthy of you was one of his primary goals and you didn’t realize it.

The day Wakanda celebrated James Barnes and gave him a new name was the beginning of the end.

For the better part of the previous year, James Barnes had been just a man. A man that you squared off with when he first arrived, a man that you watched with pity as he broke down, then listened to with sympathy, talked to with candor, trained with intensity, and eventually broke bread with trust.

Now that man was your abokin kirki, your good friend. And also the White Wolf, practically a member of the royal family.

And, like the stealthiest of adversaries, the romantic feelings caught up to you quickly and without warning. You were astonished at how you felt when you saw the way that he looked at Nareema during the Royal celebration for him. You were devastated that he could look at another in that way and more than that, disappointed in yourself.

The fact that you’d fallen for your friend was something that you vowed never to admit or act upon. Sacrifice was your duty. Your feelings didn’t matter even if they were requited. Barnes was healing, and thus did not have time to focus on frivolous emotion.

Your job, as commanded by T'Challa, was to assist him through this period, and bid him goodbye when the time came.

What you purposefully ignored was how he had acted toward you. James sought you out, how he waited for you to come back from missions and training exercises, always with your favorite dishes prepared. Cooking was a hobby that he had undertaken to help calm his mind. And he was quite good at it.

You also disregarded the way Bucky looked at you, the way his eyes changed when you were in full combat gear, and the way his bow deepened as you walked by.

Or rather, you only thought about it when you were alone in your bed at night.

You should never have taken him to your favorite spot along the river the day after the celebration and allowed him to skinny dip with you. You told yourself it was just a private celebration between comrades; it was common among friends of the River Tribe, males and females naked before one another with no illicit thought. But this was different.

The way that you and James stared at each other from opposite banks as you lay in the sun after frolicking like children was dangerous. Your eyes avoided his, but you drank the rest of him in, from the new arm, to the scars on his chest, to the water drops dripping down his skin onto the river bank. His large cock was at rest, but it was long and thick, and you could imagine what it would be like if it were awakened.

You stared innocently at his manhood while something inside you alighted.

James’ eyes were upon you, from your captivating eyes, to those alluring lips, to the water running in rivulets between your beautiful breasts. He’d always admired your body, remembering every curve and toned muscle late at night and early in the morning when he was alone. The lust inside of him wanted you, but so did the love.

His eyes sought out yours, and when you finally returned his gaze, he guessed that perhaps you shared his feelings. Sensing his awareness, you again looked at his body, studying him as if he were predator, or prey.

Your boldness was alluring, and the fact that you were sitting, legs akimbo, so that he could clearly see the folds made Bucky feel the need to go into the river again to hide his arousal.

You joined him without thinking, your heart trying to break free from your ribs. You were afraid. For the first time, you felt truly afraid as your instinct drew you closer to him.

James’ hair was in his eyes, similar to the first time you saw him in those pictures all those months ago. And yet it was different this time. This time you knew that he would be your undoing.

You reached up to smooth his hair back, and he grabbed your wrist, pulling you close to him, your nipples conducting electricity with his wet skin and his cock pounding on your belly.

“Bari in tafi James. Let me go.”

“Da gaske kike so na? Do you really want me to?”

James pulled your hand to his mouth, his lips grazing your palm and up your arm. Your other hand flew up to strike him and he caught it with his vibranium one and twisted it behind you.

You were shocked, but not at him; you were surprised at your reaction. You could have easily gotten out of his hold, you were a skilled fighter.

But you didn’t want to.

“Do you mean to take me like some common karuwa?”

James spoke as his satin lips tasted your skin.

“Stop fighting the inevitable. You know that I hold you in the highest regard. You are not a whore, you are masoyi.”

James’ mouth had reached your shoulder and as he spoke you turned your head toward him as you whispered, terrified.

“You do not mean th-”

Bucky cut you off with his mouth upon yours. You whimpered in his grip and yielded when his tongue insisted entry to meet yours.

You stood in the river, James Barnes’ fingers massaging your scalp, drowning in his kiss. You moved closer to him, throwing your arms up to caress the muscles in his back, your fingers following the traces of water down his torso.

When the kiss was over, your head was spinning.

“What is it you want, soyayya ta? If I have offended you, I will leave Wakanda and never return. I-”

This time you cut him off with a kiss of your own, jumping up and wrapping your legs around his waist, grinding against his cock which was trapped between your core and his belly. James’ hands cupped your ass and as he did so, he groaned. He’d wanted to touch you this way as soon as he saw you, but he’d never dared. He respected you too much.

This time when you separated, you gave him direction.

“The rocks over there on the river bank.”

You pointed behind him to where he lay moments before.

“There. Take me James, over there.”

James turned around in the water, careful not to let the weakness he felt for you, nor the river current cause him to lose his footing. When he made it to the riverbank he deposited you gently on the sun-warmed rocks.

You leaned up on your elbows as James remained half in the water looking up into your eyes.

“Do you really want me James?”

He nodded.

“I do. More than just about anything.”

He picked up your hand and kissed your palm again.

“I have dreamed of this for so long. Tell me that you want me to, masoyi.”

You nodded.

“I want you, James. Ina son ku.”

Bucky beamed.

“Ina son ku kuma.”

And just like that, you were promised to each other, on the banks of your river beneath the Wakandan sun.

You kissed again, the act feeling like a sacrament, heating both of you beyond inhibition. His mouth, his hands, even his eyes on you were alerting all of your senses, because he was everywhere, and all at once. Your hands moved to keep up with him, your ardor overtaking you while you experienced his. Everywhere he touched, bit, suckled and stroked built the fires within you.

Bucky’s hand found your clit and teased it briefly before plunging a thick finger tip inside you. You bit your lip as you wantonly moved your hips.

“I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time, James. Need you.”

“You’ve no idea how much I want to be with you, too, kulkoka, but I don’t want to hurt you…”

James’ flesh hand was moving, stroking your walls as if he owned you, but your face heated at the knowledge of what he meant.

One night around the fire, he let you get drunk on some Border Tribe wine and you’d told him that you’d never been with a man. Not that you were a virgin, whatever that meant, but that sex with a man was something you hadn’t done.

Now you boldly stared at him in his mountain-ice blue eyes.

“I am a warrior James. I can handle it.”

James smirked and tilted his head as his fingers sank into your silken folds, readying you for his intrusion.

“Is that so?”

“Y-yes. I want you inside me…”

Your head lolled back on your shoulders, your shut eyelids glowing red with the sun.

“Mmmmmm, I want that too, Doll.. but I need to see you cum. Right now.”

James climbed down your body, pulling your thighs to the end of the rocks as he went. Your ass ended up in his hands and you leaned up on your elbows to watch him work. You spread your legs for him as his head dipped to your cunt.

James obtained eye contact as he delicately licked your slit from top to bottom and then stopped, watching as your eye opened, blazing as you silently demanded more by pushing his head down harder.

“Eat your meal, Sargent.”

“Yes, Lieutenant.”

You never let him forget that you outranked him, but he saucily winked as he went down and let his smile curl into your wetness.

As Bucky held you in two hands like a bowl and ate you like a man starved, you pulled his hair, which only spurred him on more. He would lick and then look at your pussy, pause, look you in the eyes, and then suck your clit until you were seeing stars. He continued until he could feel you clenching on his tongue. He suckled you and you trembled at how his lips looked wrapped around you. You squirmed until he had to hold you down so you couldn’t run from your orgasm.

“Give it to me. Now.”

Although you outranked him, your body obeyed his command.

You gasped as your mouth opened into a silent “O”, but you eventually didn’t care as you let out a wail with your climax.

Bucku suckled you through it, drawing out more pleasure and grinning when your pulses subsided.

When you were cognizant again, you reached for his member.

James Barnes was a model of a man, long and girthy, you could barely close your fist around him. His large glistening head projected out of the foreskin of his warm, thick and tan shaft. He felt so good in your grip, the veins that weaved around him making you crave that texture inside you. You had the curious urge to take his large balls into your mouth as your hand caressed him.

The effect of your action upon him was lost on you until you heard a groan, and you tore your eyes away from his glorious manhood to look up.

He was beautiful, looking at you with hooded eyes, hands on your thighs as he let you explore him, but obviously holding back. You could see his muscles tense as if ready to spring. With that knowledge, you leaned back as he gathered your thighs into his large hands. You knew that your arousal was leaking onto the rocks and that was confirmed at the way James looked between your legs and licked his lips.

“Take me James, I’m yours.”

“Be certain of what you’re saying, Doll.”

James lifted your leg to his shoulder and kissed from your ankle to your knee, causing you to shiver, then repeated the action with your other one. He then placed his hands on your waist as he moved close, the tip of his cock slotting into our wet, pulsing hole.

You whined as James stayed still, questioning you with his eyes.

“Please. James, I need you.”

Bucky swallowed and nodded, looking almost afraid.

“I got you, masoyi.”

Slowly, James moved forward, pushing inside you until you began to whimper. He stopped, not wanting to hurt you.

You never expected this sensation, the burning, the stretch, but you knew you were not ready for it to end.

You nodded up at him.

“More.”

You remembered your regulation exercises and used them to relax. James’s cock felt so damn good, but it was a lot to take. He was ruining you from any other feeling and could tell when he looked into your lust blown eyes. His gaze roamed your entire body to take in this moment forever and to keep himself calm. He wanted to take you roughly and immediately, but he loved you too much to ever hurt you.

You moaned as the pleasure from him filling you began to overtake the pain. When he was finally seated as full as he could, passion overtook you and you began to move.

James grabbed you harder to still your hips, trying to hold back.

“I want you to fuck me James!”

With that Bucky growled and climbed up on the rock, knees giving leverage to his hips, which snapped into yours once and stopped when you yelped.

“Easy Doll, don’t want to… damn…you feel so fucking good… so right… hmmm.”

James’ mouth explored your neck and torso, finally worshiping your nipples. You wrapped your legs around his hips, hands in his hair and whispering into his ear.

“Bast! I will not break, White Wolf. Claim me. Make me yours!”

Bucky leaned up and wrapped his hand around your throat as he began to honor your request. He was now pounding into you so hard that your body, and you swore the rock beneath you, rippled.

You moaned loudly as pain turned into pleasure and your body started to tremble. Bucky’s display of power over you had your eyes rolling back into your head.

“Thaats it. So fucking beautiful. I’m.. not gonna… fuck I’m gonna…I need you to…”

Bucky’s other hand found your clit and you let out a string of river tribe curses as you exploded around his cock.

“Holy…”

Bucky pumped about three more times and he exploded as well, pulling out in time to leave a string of pearls from your clit to your collarbone as he released all over you. You trembled as his hot spend seemed to sizzle on your sun warmed body. You watched him attempt to empty everything for you and then reached for him, instinctively sitting up to suck the rest out of him. Bucky looked down on you and shuddered, palming your head as you cleaned him off.

He reached down to play in the cum that decorated your body as you lay back on the warm rock. Then, he picked you up and took you back into the river, tenderly cleaning you off while covering you with kisses.

“I am going to meet with T’Challa. I need you to be my wife and have my babies as soon as possible.”

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You woke up with a start and tears in your eyes, the noise outside coming through the fog in your head as Amsterdam’s red light district.

You felt a deep loss. For your King, your people, your home.. your husband.

Your child.

You slowly sat up from your sleeping bag, and shuffled to the bathroom to clean your face.

As you looked into the mirror, you vowed that you would be back with your husband…as soon as you killed the power broker.

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dollsimi · 4 months

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Their doll 2

18+

Sub!Reader, Dom Ghost, Dom Nikto, Dom König, degradation, praise, masturbation, cum, orgasm denial, edging

After what happened yesterday you tried to avoid them... however you soon find out it was a mistake. Read the first part, i think It will be easier to understand what's happening. Thank you guys for all ❤️. Once again please forgive me my english I'm trying my best🥲. Please enjoy

You were on your way to the cafeteria. You spend most of the day in the training hall trying to avoid those three at all cost. You were just too nervous to look them in the eyes after what happened yesterday. You didn't even opened the group chat, you were trying to keep yourself busy. Your plan was working until you accidentally bumped into Ghost at the cafeteria.

"Oh hey there princess...why didn't you reply to our messages? I tought we were clear yesterday"

His mask was staring down at you, and you could feel yourself shaking a little.

"I-i was just busy...I-im sorry I didn't read it yet...."

You replied rather shily and nervously. You still hoped that what happened yesterday would be forgotten and everything would be like before. However deep down you knew your going to get so much more fun with them.

"Well alright princess...then get ready for the evening, you're going to have to make it up to us. We will come to your room"

Ghost said with dark chuckle and he patted your head as he left the cafeteria. Well now you were getting nervous. What did he mean by that? You didn't even know what to expect from them...you were scared but at the same time excited. You had to admit that König, Nikto and Ghost are really hot and lots of girls were simping on them. And now you were supposed to have them all three in your room? Well that's going to be interesting.

As evening came you were getting more and more stressed. You were in your room for few hours now just cleaning around and preparing yourself mentally for whats about to come. You went to shower and just when you got out you heard a loud knock.

You immediately got yourself into your pjmas and went to open the door. With slight hesitation you opened it and there were all three of them staring down at you. Their masks hid their expression so it was impossible for you to know what was their intention.

"U-uhm hey..."

Before you could finish your sentence Nikto grabbed you by your throat with his big arm. He wasn't squeezing, you could breath almost normally however his grip was firm to show his dominance. Nikto pushed you deeper into your room with Ghost and König following behind.

"Lock the door buddy, yeah?"

"Ja, ja"

Ghost said to König and they made sure the door is locked properly so no one would interrupt them while they play. Nikto pushed you down into your bed still holding your throat.

"You thought you could get away from us so easily huh маленькая шлюшка?"

Nikto seemed to be really upset about the fact you didn't reply to him. He was rough and harsh, he was Russian after all he had to be. He needed absolute obedience from you no matter what.

He let go of your throat as the other two also came to your bed , just standing and looking at you as you were in front of them. Those three masks staring down at your petite body was making you feel vulnerable and small. You look up at them trembling slightly waiting for what's about to happen.

"Nikto is right...next time you won't get away so easily if you ignore us. You're lucky we are in a good mood. Otherwise your secret might accidentally leak"

Said Ghost with dark tone. It was visible that neither one of them were happy with you right now. Ghosts tone was really stern and harsh. You shiver and gulp nervously. Suddenly you felt a soft caressing on your leg. It was König.

"Don't worry Schatz, we won't hurt you...we just want you to be good girl for us, Ja?"

He said it with so much care that it made you feel much better and comfortable. You nod gently showing your understanding.

"Good, now why don't you repay us for your mistake doll face?"

Ghost tone was now more demanding than harsh. There was lust in it as his eyes bore into yours. You felt nervous from maintaining eye contact with him for long so you look away shily.

"I-i don't know how to..."

You replied honestly. You still didn't know what they actually wanted from you. You could hear a deep chuckle coming from Nikto, and Ghost replied to you swiftly.

"Why don't you show us more of that body doll"

"Да, раздевайся, сука"

"I can help you Liebe..."

König reached out to help you get out of those clothes but both Ghost and Nikto stop him.

"König no! Let the doll do it herself so she can give us a little show"

"убери от нее руки König"

"Gut, gut then start Schatz I don't want to wait any longer"

You just watched them from the bed with huge blush on your face. You take a deep breath to calm your beating heart and you slowly start to remove your pjmas. At first you took off your pants and then the top, revealing your soft petite body. You were now lying on the bed all naked as three masked soldiers stared down at you with lust in their eyes. You looked away because you just couldn't look them in the eyes now. You felt so embarrassed and vulnerable...the worst thing was that you were getting wet from this and the feeling of your pussy getting wet was adding to your humiliation.

These three just stared down at you for few more seconds nod saying anything until König broke the silence.

"Wow Schatz your really beautiful...braves Mädchen"

Ghost seemed to froze and Nikto couldn't take his eyes away. All three of them felt their hard on painfully pushing against their military trousers.

Königs words made you blush even deeper. You tried to hide your chest with your arms crossed over it but Ghost sat down on the bed next to your right side and took your hand into his. König did the same and sat down on your left side. They held your hands firmly and König carresed your palm softly. Nikto was still standing in front of you and he slowly spread your legs with his arm. You show your wet pussy to him half against your will and half willingly. You look away from them. A dark chuckle could be heard from Nikto as you suddenly yelp from his fingers sliding down your wet sensitive folds.

"чертова сука your wet as hell"

"She likes our attention it seems..."

Ghosts hand let go of your hand and he reached for your nipple. You gasp as you felt his fingers squeezing your nipple gently and slightly brushing against it. König noticed your reaction and he quickly did the same. Both of them were now touching your nipples, squeezing, rubbing and gently pulling on them. You were slightly moaning and whining from that pleasure. It felt so good but at the same time it only made you more needy. It was like staying on the edge without the possibility going over. Your moaning was interupted with Königs voice.

"You like having your nipples played with huh Schatz? Does it make you feel good? Do you want more?"

You eagerly nod and Ghost chuckled at that.

"Well I don't know if you deserve more doll...you know after your little disobedience today I thought this is all we can give you..."

You whine at that and look in front of yourself to look at Nitko with begging eyes hoping he would continue playing with your leaking pussy.

"Sorry шлюха, you cunt is cute and all but it doesn't deserve our attention yet..."

He said with his broken Russian accent and unzipped his pants. He let out his big cock. It was so long and veiny...it was painful to even think about it going inside. He started to slowly stroke his dick in front of you as you begged.

"P-please Im sorry it won't happen again please just touch me!"

Nikto reached his hand to your pussy and run his whole palm along it to collect your wetness. You whine and let out a soft sob as his thumb touched your clit accidently. He put that hand on his cock and used your Desprete wetness to stroke himself.

"ебать your sobs are so hot do it again"

He slapped your pussy with his free hand and you let out another sob. Tears started to form in your eyes from all the teasing. Nikto continued to stroke his cock staring at your tears. König noticed your tears and tried to shush you.

"Shhh Liebe i know it's hard to handle but next time you will at least know not to avoid us, Ja?"

You sob again and nod to him. You noticed Ghost took his cock out too...his cock wasn't as long as Niktos however it was girthy...it was so thick you just knew that if he was in you the stretch would be crazy. He slowly stroked his cock close to your face.

"Bloody fucking hell I want to ruin that pretty face so badly...why did you have to be so fucking bratty? Now I have to hold back...open your mouth"

You quickly did so and he must his fingers inside. You gagged around it because he pushed them too deeply. He played with your tongue for a bit. König pulled on your nipple again and you moan around Ghosts fingers. When he finally took them out he used your saliva as lube for his cock. He was now stroking it too. Both Ghost and Nikto were stroking their cock to your suffering...you Turned to König and saw he had a huge bulge on his trousers too...he was palming himself slowly as he focused on your poor sensitive nipples. When he noticed your begging eyes and drolling chin because of Ghosts fingers he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He slowly unzipped his pants and take his huge cock into his hand. His cock was the biggest from all three...long thick and heavy looking. He stroked it in slow pace as he still played with your nipple.

"Sorry hübsches Mädchen, I can't help myself your too beautiful like this"

All three men were stroking their cocks, pleasuring themselves over you and you couldn't do anything just watch...you poor pussy aching from being so empty, your mouth drolly, your poor clit swollen and achy from lack of attention. Your nipples were getting more and more sensitive because of Königs constant attention. You tried to reach you hands to him but Ghost quickly grabbed both your wrists into one of his hand and pushed them above your head. You struggle a little but soon realize it's useless anyway.

"Come on please! P-please I Said I'm sorry...just-just touch me please I promise I'll be good"

You whine at them hoping that at least one of them will have mercy. König only let out a quiet "aww.." and Ghost groaned.

"Keep begging it's hot"

"I'm close~"

Nikto interupted your pleading and he slapped your pussy again with his palm. You cry out and he said.

"I'm gonna cum сукa... I want to hear you beg us to come on you"

You gulp nervously as he said that...but you still hoped that if you behave properly they will give you some attention too.

"P-please...c-cum on me...sir"

You said and you could hear another groan coming from Ghost.

"I'm gonna burst, bloody hell y/n don't stop"

"J-ja.."

König only let out a shaky agreement as they all stroked. Groans, whines and moans could be heard coming from all three of them as they approached their realese...you were so desprete...all you could think about was their cock and your denied pussy as you could smell their precum in the air. You were too horny to disobey.

"Please please please cum on me please I want your cum masters please... please cover me in your cum please I promise I'll be a good girl just...cum on me"

With your begging, your trembling body and that Desprete eyes they couldn't hold back anymore as they spurt their thick loads of cum all over you. Ghost let go of your hands and grabbed your hair harshly making you look at him as he spurted his cum all over your face. König finished on you chest with heavy breathing and he trembled as he was slowly calming down from his pleasure. The last to cum was Nikto. You could already taste Ghosts cum on your lips as you felt Nikto slapped your thighs apart and pumped his cock until warm thick sperm covered your denied clit. You roll your eyes back as you can feel his cum sliding down your sensitive pussy. It tickled...

As you were now completely covered in their cum, completely denied of any pleasure and they calmed down, all that could be heard were their panting. Tears still run down your cheeks, mixing with Ghosts cum. König suddenly reached his hand to you and patted your head gently.

"Braves Mädchen y/n...you did a good job I'm so proud"

They all tucked their cocks back into their pants and Nikto turned to leave.

"Now I hope you learned your lesson малышка...no pleasure for you until you deserve it."

You let out a soft sob as Nikto left the room. Ghost rolled his eyes and he run his fingers over your cheek, collecting his cum onto his fingers.

"Open y/n"

He motioned at your mouth and you eagerly open. He pushed his fingers in and you sucked off his cum from his fingers. König still stroked your head as he said.

"Don't worry Liebe... next time you will definitely be allowed to cum...your really good for us"

"König is right. I bet you learned your lesson and won't disobey again, right?"

Said Ghost as he still played with your tongue. You nod quickly and after a moment he took out his fingers. Suddenly König picked you up into his arms.

"Alright let's get you cleaned up"

He said and carried you to bathroom. Ghost only chuckled and stood up following close behind.

You didn't get to cum, however at least you got a warm relaxing bath afterwards...

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 2 months

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out of curiosity, do you have any preferred headcanons for how tall the members of the Batfam are? who's the tallest to shortest?

listen I don't have exact measurements but I do have vibes. I'm going to say right out of the gate that I simply do not hold with DC artists and their habit of Russian nesting dolling the Robins so they're each a little bit shorter with age, it's a useful visual shorthand but it's also not my truth even if I sometimes agree with portions.

for instance: I do have to concede that Bruce needs to be the tallest of the Batboys in order to enable a lot of his whole schtick, especially your modern era Batmans who are built to be tanks as opposed to the sleeker, more acrobatically-oriented Batman of earlier ages. Batfleck honestly had a great build for it, 6'4 and built to loom.

on the other hand, I Know what male gymnasts look like and Dick came from a whole family of them; he doesn't need to be SHORT short but brother he is not the tallest Robin by any stretch. he's 5'8 if he's Lucky, likely shorter. and he's fine with it! he isn't insecure about being a compact king!

I strongly dislike the recent development towards drawing adult Jason as a brute, but I have long enjoyed the headcanon that he would have had a hard growth spurt after Bruce took him in and he didn't have to worry about food insecurity. he is absolutely taller than Dick but, HOT TAKE, I don't think he's a Lot taller. as Red Hood he's definitely exaggerating the difference with chunky boots + his stupid full-face mask for extra height, + his jacket and all his gear make him look taller and broader than Nightwing in his little skintight getup. out of costume they physically look much more similar.

I also super hate when Tim is drawn as a skinny short little waif, genuinely there's no reason for that. that's a little American rich boy who grew up on milk and white bread, there's no reason for him to look like he has Victorian urchin wasting disease. fuck this, Tim is taller than both Dick and Jason. same energy as the improv kid I went to high school with who was 5'11 but cool about it.

completing the circle and fully reversing the Robins, I know that other fans have pointed out that Damian's Asian heritage conspires against him being hugelarge as an adult, but genetics are a grab bag and I think he deserves to be Bruce-sized. adult Damian can pick Dick up and put him in the fridge if he wants. at present though his growth spurt is really taking its sweet time and he's hovering around Cass-height (see below).

Duke is hovering in a zone right between Jason and Tim but everyone forgets that and imagines him being taller because the little bat ears on his helmet give him a couple extra inches.

a lot of older comics, especially the Dixon run, frequently have Selina drawn like she's tall as all hell, and I honestly love that for her. 5'11, Megan Thee Stallion kind of build for her.

Cass is frequently drawn as tiny to an extent that is, frankly, implausible and borderline upsetting (if memory serves she literally got folded up and carried in a backpack once?) but listen: she's certainly not tall. I'm willing to offer her 5'3 as an absolute maximum. also literally no one asked but Michelle Yeoh is the Lady Shiva of my heart and shes 5'4, so that's canon To Me.

however tall Dick is in your head I want you to add one (1) inch and that's Barbara. this is so crucial to me.

Steph is like a deeply average 5'4 and a half, and I realize this Does mean that I've Russian nesting dolled the Batgirls (at least in order of appearance in comics, not the actual order they Batgirls) and I am Fine with that. throw Harper Row in here too, she and Steph are just chilling being average height gal pals.

Helena is freakishly tall by Italian woman standards, by which I mean like 5'7.

this is vile and I'm sorry to the Robins but unfortunately Jean Paul is a genetically engineered freak bred to kill so he's probably taller than all of them save for an adult Damian. 6'2 to my miserable boy. beginning to think I was lying when I said I didn't have exact numbers.

so I think in descending order the lineup I've created is Bruce, JP, Selina and Tim, Duke, Jason and Babs, Dick, Helena, Steph and Harper, Damian, Cass.

did I skip anyone vital you want to know about?

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Lastochka - Epilogue

Pairing : Nikolai x F!Reader ( OC/Mini MacTavish)

Summary: Family.

Part I , Part II, Interlude,Part III,Part IV,Part V

WARNING: Back to it's crack-ish fic route, with slight mention of PTSD, swearing, Mature theme.

I apologise if any depictions of symptons and military procedures might be incorrect.

Thanks to @homicidal-slvt for planting ideas into my brain. this whole series is all for you :)

My usual thanking @saltofmercury, mother of Mini, for lending me the character :) Please go and check out her fics!

“masterlist” for Mini MacTavish expanded verse.

“Papa, What’s that??”

“That is a C-27J Spartan.” “And and and that one??”

“That my dear, is a Mi-24 Hind.”

“Papa knows how to fly all of these??”

“Of course my принцесса. If it flies, Papa knows how to pilot them.”

Your daughter Anya, who is currently sitting on her father’s shoulder, looking down at him with her mouth wide open in awe.

“If your papa knows how to keep your Ma and uncle Gaz inside the aircraft, that would be wonderful.” You mumbled as you came up beside your husband and daughter. “Oh my lastochka, you are still sour about it years later?”

“You nearly killed your wife that day.” you pouted, latching onto his arm.

“I fell in love with my wife that day.” he looked down at you, winking as he pulled his aviators down.

“Uncle uncle uncle poppaaaaaaa!!” Anya started wriggling around and waving as she spotted Ghost’s tall figure, followed by Gaz, Soap and Price. Lifting her off the shoulder with a bit of grunt, Nikolai sets Anya down. As soon as her little feet touched the ground, she ran straight to Ghost, latching onto his leg like a koala.

“I win. Pay up.” Ghost smirks under his mask. He picks Anya up as she giggles away while he tosses her up high before catching her.

Soap and Gaz grumbled as they fish out twenty pound notes each.

Gaz gave you a sheepish look, “ We were arguing who Anya’s favourite uncle is. So we thought this is the best way to settle.” You glared at the boys. “By betting money?” Gaz and Soap pointed at each other, ““His idea””.

You rolled your eyes. “Well, going by that, all three of you are losing. She’s going through the Poppa Price phase at the moment. She insists on taking her Poppa Price doll with her everywhere she goes.” pointing at the little backpack Anya has on, you can just see crochet doll Price’s head just peeking out from the opening of the bag.

Gaz gifted you a whole set of dolls he crocheted when your daughter was born.

“.... Where did you get these made?” You gapped as you picked up the Soap doll, these are really well made, even down to the finest detail of the little scar on his chin.

“ I made them.” Gaz smiled proudly as he took other dolls out of the bag. Ghost with his mask on and the forehead frown, Price with his signature boonie hat and little cigar in his mouth, Soap with his mohawk, Gaz with his Union Jack cap, Nikolai and his aviator and headset, and there is you too, in a little combat gear. “You need to give me photos of your parents, so I can make them too.”

Who knows Gaz’s side hobby was knitting and crocheting? Now it make sense the scarf and jumper set he gifted you for your birthday years ago.

“This is an odd place for a family outing.” Price commented as he came up and gave you a hug and kiss on the cheek, and turned to shake Nikolai’s hand.

“What can I say, my daughter has inherited her father’s fondness for flying, she insisted us to bring her to the airshow when she saw it advertised on T.V.” you sighed as you looked at three boys playing with Anya. You were blessed to have your team family loving her as much as they have loved you. Few soldiers in their uniform walked past your group, gasping in awe. Taskforce one-four-one has a famous reputation and was well known amongst the military. You can just make out some of them mumblings,

“...isn’t that …Captain Price’s team….”

“Lady Fortuna??”

“... THE famous Lady Fortuna? The one that brought the Russian mafia to their knees?”

What? How did the rumour about your failed mission become a skewed legend? You shivered a bit, not a memory you wanted to recall. You clutch onto your husband’s arm. Sensing your distress, Nikolai pulls you in with his other arm, comforting you silently.

“... and she famously shut the Taskforce one-four-one men up over the chocolate biscuits.”

Oh heaven. The famous chocolate biscuit incident. You groaned as you can feel your husband’s body shaking with suppressed laughter, while Price facepalms, shaking his head. “I SPENT THREE DAYS BAKING THESE BISCUITS FOR THE WHOLE BARRACK, AND WHAT DID YOU BOYS DO??? ATE ALL OF IT?!!!!”

Gaz and Soap sat on the mess hall dining bench, head bowing down, not daring to look you in the eyes.

You finally came back to duty after over a year off to recover from your struggle with PTSD, and as appreciation and by popular demands by other soldiers, you baked a huge batch of your famous chocolate biscuit.

And an hour later after leaving them on the kitchen bench, you discovered there were only a few crumbs and less than a handful left in the tupperware containers.

You knew who the top two suspects were, and in no time you caught them in the other corner of the mess hall, eating away.

Ghost was watching the whole drama unfold, sipping on his tea. You turn and point your finger at him. “ YOU! I thought you would be the most sensible one, and don’t think you can get away with it! I can see the crumb on your lip!!” Simon quickly wiped his mouth and pulled down his mask, trying to deny any wrongdoing.You were in full lecture mode by the time Price swung by and looking for the biscuit, you dragged him by the shirt, not caring he is your superior, threw him onto the bench to sit with the other three men.

The four of them can see behind you as you yell at them without taking a breath, soldiers hearing there was biscuit but do a quick U-Turn when they see the hellfire that is on full flame. You gained a second call sign after that, Lady of Hellfire.

“Ma!!!Papa!! Come come!! I wanna go see the planes!!” Anya’s tugging of your hand pulls you out from the memories of the past. Nikolai laughed as he picked his daughter up again and settled her into his arms.

“Alright! Now let’s go and look at that helicopter first… that’s the one Uncle Gaz and your Ma were rolling out from…and Oh that one over there.. That is a goodie too. I took your Ma on a date on that one…” You smiled as you looked at your teammate as they laughed at Nikolai’s conversation with our daughter.

Despite all the ups and downs. You were lucky to have Nikolai and your little Anya, and your brother and adoptive brother and uncle with you.

Makes all the challenges all worth it.

принцесса= Princess Thank you to :

@homicidal-slvt,

@roosterr @preciouslittlecreature

@boughhs for sticking with me throughout the whole series. what started off as a joking idea for @homicidal-slvt, turned into a full fledge half crack half serious fic. It was a lot of fun writing it!! I might have two more drabbles for these two coming in next few days. If I can get my brains going :)

#cod nikolai #nikolai cod #nikolai cod x reader #nikolai cod x f!reader #taskforce 141 #nikolai reboot call of duty #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #john price #call of duty #nikolai cod x female reader

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