Dbf!steve + Golden Boy Reputation + Your Dad Constantly Teasing Him About Settling Down + Him Meeting

No bc you know something's wrong when EVEN this mf would be a better Captain America than John Walker

Y'ALL KNOW I'M RIGHT

Tipsy

(Gally x Reader)

Fluff, fluff, come and get your fluff! I’ve always had a soft spot for unplanned confessions, so here’s my take on it. Enjoy!

Bonfire night. You always loved those. Those rare yet precious moments where all the gladers, including yourself, had a chance to unwind, have fun, and forget about the horrors that lurked beyond the maze walls. For just a few hours, you could let your worries trickle away and divert your focus to the few things that brought you genuine happiness. The crackling of the fire, the soft rhythmic beat of the makeshift drums, your friends and their laughter as they cracked stupid jokes and stumbled around after having a few too many sips of Gally’s secret recipe.

You chuckled under your breath as your gaze trailed down to the jar in your hands. The taste wasn’t something your particularly enjoyed, but the drink served its purpose well enough. It helped you relax, elevated your mood, gave you a light yet plentiful buzz that made you feel all warm inside. A part of you was positively curious what was in it, but even after being close friends with Gally for months, the tough Keeper of the Builders still kept it under lock and key, and not even you could pick it open. Maybe one day he would tell you…

“Come on, Y/N, it’s a serious question!”

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Visible Mark - Part 2

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: Being Bucky and Steve’s best girl feels too good to be true. Word Count: Over 4k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral sex (female receiving), feels, slight angst, tattooed Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers (they’re warnings, okay?) A/N: Welcome to the next part of my tattoo AU! This is follow up to Visible Mark. Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby​, but any and all mistakes are my own. Thank you, lovely! Banner created by yours truly, but Bucky and Steve photos were provided by the talented @nix-akimbo! This AU wouldn’t exist without them. And divider by the beautiful @firefly-graphics!

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A part of yourself shut down as your eyes went to the floor. You felt your walls quickly build inside you, trying to shield and protect you from the inevitable blow. Of course, something wasn’t right. Things that felt too good to be true were too good to be true. 

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I Can Teach You

dadsbestfriend!bucky x f!reader

word count // 1,858

warnings // SMUT(18+) minors DNI!, swearing, innocence kink, undefined age gap (reader is 21+), use of pet names, oral (both m and f receiving), slight dry humping, mentions of smoking

summary // Bucky teaches Y/n what she missed out on in college

“-And this is my little girl, Y/n.” Your father introduces you to the man in front of you; his eyes roam your body for a second, taking you in. You were too naive to take any notice and instead, give him a warm smile as he places his hand on your arm before giving it a tight squeeze, “Y/n. S’pretty name. I’m Bucky.” You notice his hand lingering a lot longer on your arm than when he introduced himself to the other women at the party. In fact, he had only shook hands with them. But, of course, you shook it off, guessing that it could be because he was closest to your father of all people.

“So, Y/n, how’s it feel to be living back home? Missin’ college yet?” Bucky asks, leaning closer to you so you could hear over the loud conversations happening around you both. “Um, I love being home, actually. College wasn’t what everyone hyped it up to be.” You mumble. Bucky notices the way your hands bunched up the end of the tiny black skirt you were wearing. “Y’alright, sweetie?” His voice was soft as he spoke into your ear. “Y-yeah, just hate these parties my parents throw. ‘Think I might go upstairs and recollect myself,”

“I’ll keep you some company, then. Lead the way,” You frowned. “It’s okay, I couldn’t ask you to leave the party, really.”

“I insist,” He places his hand on the curve of your back. You felt heat rise to your cheeks at his touch, and instead of arguing, you tell yourself he was just being polite, and that you wanted the company. Leading him up the stairs, you audibly sighed when the hallway was clear of anyone from the party; you could feel yourself growing more anxious, though, when you subconsciously lead Bucky to your room.

He takes in the scenery of your small, but elegant room. The walls were painted a cream color with a few band posters scattered on each. Your bed sat in the middle of the room, boxes from college spread out everywhere. “I’m sorry about the mess,” You quickly bent down, pushing boxes out of the way, “I haven’t had the energy to unpack.”

Bucky felt blood rush to his cock as the sight of you bent over, your pink cotton panties peeking out from your skirt, teasing him. He tried to look away, but you had let out a small groan while pushing the last box out of the way, before standing fully and facing the now flustered man, standing with his hands deep inside his pockets. “So,” He clears his throat, “You don’t miss anything about college? Surely, the boys, if not the partying.”

You roll your eyes and take a seat on the edge of your bed. Bucky does the same, sitting close enough for your knees to touch. “No, boys didn’t like me very much- and parties weren’t my thing.” You play with your fingers and ignore the stare Bucky was giving you. “I don’t believe that, sweetie. Boys would very much like you.” He placed his warm hand on your exposed thigh, giving it a squeeze of assurance. You were caught off guard by the gesture but didn’t dare move. “I’ve never even had a kiss before, sir.”

His hands inch up more, dangerously close to your throbbing core; you didn’t understand why you were feeling like this, and with your dad’s friend, of all people. “Have you ever thought about what it’d feel like?” His thumb was tracing circles into your thigh. You spread your legs wider, sending him a genuine, innocent look, “Yes.” You weren't sure whether he had meant a simple kiss or more, but you were willing to find out.

“I can teach you some stuff. I was in college once, you know.” You moan as he presses the pad of his thumb onto your clothed pussy, the pressure adding a whole new sensation you’ve never felt before. You dip your head back, rutting your hips to apply more pressure than what Bucky was giving you, shocking yourself with the action. “My dad could walk in-”

“Shh, nobody knows what we’re doing. Unless you want me to stop?” He jerks his hand away suddenly and your eyes grow wide, “No, please- want more, please, Bucky.” You beg, dropping to your knees in between his legs, your big doe eyes staring up at him. Bucky’s hard cock was pressing against his jeans uncomfortably. He’d be torturing himself if he kept teasing you any longer. “Come er,”

He pulls you into his lap and kisses the corner of your mouth, before placing his lips onto yours. You stiffen for a moment, but relax into the kiss, letting his tongue slip into your mouth. He bites your bottom lip and you moan, rocking your hips against him, the material of his jeans creating just the right amount of friction. “Y’wanna feel good, hm?” He grabs your waist and guides you to rock back and forth against his hard-on, causing a tight pit in your stomach to form. “I’m gonna make you feel good, okay?”

He lifts you up momentarily to lie you down on the bed, lying flat on your back. “This okay?” His fingers dip into the waistband of your skirt, tugging only slightly as he waits for a response. You nod at him and lift your hips so he’d have easier access, and his mouth waters at your dripping wet cunt. “Such a pretty pussy, honey.” He spreads your legs and begins to trail wet open mouth kisses up your legs, going agonizingly slow once he reaches your thighs, close to your core.

You whimper at the feeling of his hot breath blowing air into your heat. “Be patient.” He kisses your pussy before pressing his tongue flat against it; “Oh, my god-” You grab his head, your instincts making you tug him away. He continues to eat you out now, moaning into you as you pull his hair. You felt a wave of guilt wash over you for a moment; here you were, in your room, your dad's friend between your legs as he completely devoured you- all while your parents were downstairs, hosting a party.

The guilt you felt was soon replaced as the coil in your stomach unraveled. “I think I'm-” You whimper, not able to finish telling him as you cum. He swallows up all of you, licking you clean. “Taste so good,” He mumbles, massaging your shaking thighs. You feel your whole body relax into the bed; you were starting to hate that this was the first time you've felt such pleasure. “We should head back soon, sweetie-”

“Can I...suck you off?” You weren't ready to go back out to the party. You wanted to return the favor.

His cock was still pressed against the zipper of his pants, and he wasn't planning on releasing himself now that you were willing. “Take me out, then.” He watches as you happily jump up from your bed and drop to your knees in front of him, your shaky hands undoing his belt buckle and pulling him out. He hisses as you take him in your hands, tilting your head while gazing up at him. You never did this before, but it didn't mean you were clueless. Bucky had started to mumble something under his breath before you took him in your mouth.

“Ah, s-shit,” You swirl your tongue over his tip, then slowly wrap your lips around him fully. You were making your way slowly down the base of his length when he gripped the back of your head and thrust himself into your mouth. You grip either side of his thighs, feeling hot tears brim your eyes as you try to recover. “S-sorry, honey...felt too good.” You silently nod and continue until you've nearly taken all of him in your mouth. It felt so foreign, yet the moans and curses leaving the man's lips gave you butterflies; you loved it.

When you hallow out your cheeks, he grips your hair into a makeshift ponytail, fucking your mouth now that he knows you can take it. “So good for me, doll.” Bucky grunts as the familiar feeling builds up in his stomach, “I'm gonna cum,” He warns, but you take your hand and begin to jerk him off.

Bucky holds your head in place while he shoots ropes of his salty cum down in your mouth. You instantly swallowed the load and pulled back, your mouth popping as he took his cock out. You look up at him with a wide smile.

Bucky wanted to take a picture of the sight in front of him; your hair was mussed from his hands being tangled in it and your mascara was smudged from your tears, “Did I do good?” You whisper, waiting for some sort of praise from the man. “Sweetie, you did fucking amazing,” He wipes his thumbs over your face, cleaning the mess he had made of you.

You swelled up with pride and beamed up at him, you opened your mouth to thank him before there was a sharp knock on your door.

“Sweetie, you in here?” Your dad's muffled voice asks. You quickly swallow the lump in your throat and answer, “Y- yes daddy! I had a headache so I came up here, one second!” The lie fell from your lips and you stood to your feet, finally meeting Bucky’s gaze. He was smirking down at you. “Sorry about this-'' You grab his collar and drag him over to the closet before pushing him in and closing the sliding doors. You then grab your skirt off the floor and quickly tug it on before sliding your panties under the bed. You walk over to your door and open it up to see your father impatiently leaning on the frame.

“Oh, sweetie-” he takes in your appearance, “Have you been crying? if your headache was that bad you should've come to me or your mom,” You quickly shake your head at him and try to hide the obvious blush that crept onto your face, “M’fine, just gonna take a bath and go to bed.”

Your dad squints at your odd behavior, but doesn't question it further. “Alright. Did you happen to see Bucky leave or anything before we came up here?” You raised your brows at him, pretending to think, before shaking your head, “No, not after you introduced us. heard him say something about going outside for a smoke.” You really hoped he was a smoker. “Ah, makes sense- probably talking to Steve out there. Night, sweetie.”

As soon as you shut your door, Bucky steps out of the closet and walks over to you, placing his hands on your waist, “Sure you never hid anyone from him before? you're awfully good at it.” He teases. You shake your head. He leans down and pressed a long, sweet kiss to your lips before winking at you, “Your dad invited me over for the game next weekend. looking forward to seeing you then, sweetie.”

the maze runner preference: when they have a crush on you

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includes: thomas, newt, minho, gally

warnings: nothing I can think of

Thomas: Thomas’s crush on you is pretty obvious to everyone. He’s constantly seen talking to you and he’s pretty protective of you, more so than the other gladers. Newt and Minho tease him about it a lot but I feel like Thomas is the type of guy who wouldn’t even realize that he likes you even though it’s clear to everyone else. He’d insist that you guys are close but just friends. Meanwhile everyone else is like “sure... if you say so”.

Newt: Newt definitely isn’t as obvious Thomas but he stills drops hints that he has feels for you. He’s constantly doing little acts acts of service for you like bringing you food to make sure you eat, giving you his sweater on particularly cold nights, and visiting you while you work to make sure that you’re doing well. He’s just really sweet. The only people who really know how Newt feels is Alby and Minho who want you guys to get together so bad.

Minho: Minho doesn’t even bother trying to hide that he has a crush on you. Unlike his two best friends, he flirts with you all the time. He’s always looking for an excuse to compliment you and there are several occasions where you catch him checking you out or winking at you from afar. Along with all that he’s a bit protective. He’s always looking out for you and making sure that you’re okay.

Gally: Gally... oh Gally. Honestly it’s hard for you to figure out whether he has a crush on you or if he hates you. He’s the type of guy who wouldn’t know how to deal with his feels so he picks on you or straight up avoids you as much as he can. Despite this you catch him being soft. When you get hurt he asks how you’re doing and he scolds you whenever you do anything unsafe. If anyone were to accuse him of having a crush on you Gally would deny it. No way he’s admitting to something like that.

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the nerve of them — poly!marauders

includes: angst ig? a huge fight, slapping, degradation, reader not being into it while the rest are clueless, leading up to smut, but obviously no smut.

An unwanted straggler with no home or a family.

A big mouthed child trapped in the body of a fucking oaf.

And a loner that clung onto a faux aura of mystery to hide how lonely he truly was.

These three were the people spewing insults at you all at once, degrading you to the point of no return. It was an enjoyable kink for the most part, but now your patience was wearing thin.

Who were they to call you such names? One look in the mirror should have granted them enough self awareness as to know who should stay silent and who should be the one in control.

Being in a relationship with the three of them was a dream, but it was quickly turned upside down in moments like these. Maybe it was because you had a shitty day, which was partially caused by your boyfriends. You started off the day like normal, heading off to breakfast with a cup of iced coffee in your hands.

Your peaceful walk to class was turned into a nightmare the second you felt someone pull up close to your ear and whisper, “are you really that much of a whore? Wearing these short skirts around and flaunting what is mine?”

The delivery was so sudden and harsh that not only did you spill your coffee all over your sweater, but you quickly turned around to almost spit in the face of the offender. It was Sirius. Of course it was Sirius. One of the harshest and horniest doms you had ever come in contact with. Angry to the point of seeing red, you snapped at him. “Get the fuck out of my face, what’s wrong with you?”

The asshole mistook your genuine anger as brattiness and soon ⅓ of his gang followed. Remus took in the scene before him and let out a sigh. His disappointment only sent you further down your road of rage, not understanding why he was sighing like a grandpa off his inhaler when he was clueless to the context of the situation. “What happened?” Remus asked Sirius. He completely ignored your presence making you feel like a child about to be scolded by their parents. “She’s being a brat Rem.” Sirius borderline whined as he said this, but of course Remus being the dick rider that he was, didn’t call him out on his bad behaviour.

Turning his glare onto you, he demanded you apologize at once. You tried letting your side of the story be heard. Sirius had snuck up on you, called you a whore and effectively ruined a perfectly good morning. There was no point in you trying to be “good” for them anymore seeing as they would go to the ends of the Earth to create problems where there weren’t any.

You had an ego that was not willing to be stomped on today for the sake of two arrogant boys with their heads stuck too far up their own asses to see sunlight. Instead of saying sorry, you splashed the remnants of your coffee all over Sirius’ white shirt. Drowning him in the brown coloured liquid, just like he did you.

The looks on their faces made you feel a lick of satisfaction. Remus had his eyes blown wide open, ready to fall out of his head. Sirius on the other hand was standing frozen with his mouth slightly agape.

He slowly used his fingers to wipe the drops of cold coffee that splashed onto his face and then his frighteningly cold gaze was turned onto you. Before he had the chance to say something you made your exit, turning on your heel and leaving where you came from. The boys made no move to follow and you were relieved.

Thankfully, your schedule for today was set up in a way that allowed you to spend more time away from them. This is what you needed, some peace and quiet. Of course you weren’t completely off the hook considering that you had your last class with James, who would by now know of the events that took place in the morning. It made you shake uneasily, knowing to expect some taunting remarks about your “bratty” behaviour.

That entire class was spent with James making you worry about the punishment they had in store for you later. He was mocking you, playing with your head and telling you just how much trouble you had gotten yourself into.

You steadily ignored him. Treating James’ consistent blabbering as white noise instead of something legible was the smartest move. The clock moved faster than you had wanted it to and soon you were being led up the boys dormitories by a grinning James. He found amusement in your plight.

As soon as you entered the room you were greeted by the sight of Remus and Sirius laying on the shared bed in a nonchalant sort of matter. You knew they were playing it cool to make you nervous, but instead you felt rage.

Clearly very poorly concealed rage seeing as soon you were on sirius’ lap as he squished your cheeks together. The boy went straight to mocking you as finding no point in playing nice. You were to be punished, in his opinion. Not listened to, or understood. In this moment you were to be spanked and fucked until all coherent thoughts left your brain.

“You fucking slut, did you really think you would get away with all that?” he spat, eyes turning dark. He was a sight to see. All furrowed eyebrows and harsh lines. Lips turned down in a scowl as he regarded you with nothing but, what in your irate state was, hate. “Fuck you.” you spat back equally as harsh. Remus scoffed and James quirked an eyebrow at your tone. Sirius was fed up and you saw his hand raise to smack you, but you beat him to it. A hard slap was delivered straight to his cheek, stinging your palm.

There were three harsh intakes of breath from each respective boyfriend as your actions sunk in. Sirius’ head was snapped to the side at your display of aggression. Finally you were giving him the same medicine he often feeds you. The silence ended as you reiterated your previous statement. “I said Fuck you.”

“For someone who claims to be as smart as you do, you really are a lost little boy. What are you? Fucking stupid? Huh, Sirius? I’ve told you, the three of you actually, time and time again today that I am not in the mood. The fact that you daft whores still haven’t understood that yet is just...beyond me.

Spilling coffee all over me to degrading me instead of apologizing like a normal person would. This is what you’re “punishing” me for? Go fuck yourselves the lot of you.

If you’re going to insult me at least, attempt to sound mature about it. I feel like I'm talking to a bunch of horny 12 year old boys who just learned how to curse. If you can’t fuck me nice, please try not to sound so ridiculous when you’re degrading me. God, can you ever do anything right? It’s embarrassing at this point.”

Your outburst was finished as the three of them stared at you in silence. Sirius was lightly clutching his slowly reddening cheek, serves him right, as your chest heaved. It was clear to them how much they fucked up. Communication being something that was basically non-existence during this entire ordeal up till now.

Before they could utter a rushed apology you packed your shit and left. They could chase you and beg if they really wanted your attention that bad. It never was your style to let stray dogs in just like that. You preferred to make them work for it.

Being A Singer Who Is Part Of The Marvel Cast

Pairing: Marvel Cast x reader

Prompt: What it’s like to be a singer who is also a Marvel actress.

Warnings: none! This isn’t really a teen!reader, but it can be!

Side note: I’m using Ari’s music, so just pretend you’re Ari or something😂😂 Should I write imagines about this?

(Ya’ll already know I had to use my bby Ari😌)

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Being a singer and joining the MCU was actually quite nerve wracking.

You weren’t sure if anyone would take you seriously and that everyone would just see you as some singer who got casted into the movie because you were well known.

In fact, Kevin Feige casted you because you represented the character you were auditioning for so well.

You remember your first day on set and how nervous you were to be surrounded by so many talented actors. You kept to yourself and sat by the sidelines while everyone reunited with each other.

I feel like Mark or Robert might come up to you first. They would probably approach you and be all like, “Hey! My kids listen to your music and I have to listen to your voice 24/7! It’s nice to finally meet you!”

Anthony would probably join in and be like, “Aye, I know you from the radio. You sing that one song that’s goes like, ‘I want it, I got it’. Right?”

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*The Avengers having a giant sleepover together*

Loki, waking up in the middle of the night: *rolls over*

Loki, opening his eyes: *sees Bruce sleeping next to him*

Loki, freaking out: *whispers* FUCK-

Loki: *slowly shifts away* Alright, everything is perfectly fine-

Bruce, suddenly grabbing hold of him: *hugs him tightly*

Loki: ...shit.

Loki: *tries to wiggle free*

Bruce, squeezing Loki tighter: *Hulk voice* PUNY GOD STAY.

Loki, terrified: *squeaks* I’m staying.

Tony and Thor: *huddles above Loki*

Thor, hand clapped over his mouth: *shakes with laughter*

Tony: *taking a video* Oh, this is DEFINITELY going online.

Loki, squished in Bruce’s arms: I hate all of you.

Bestfriendsdad!Steve would take such good care of me I can feel it 😩

he really would 😩 can you imagine how spoiled you would be ‘cause he would just be like “just lie back, princess. let me make you feel good, yeah? you’ve had such a long day.” before he’s between your legs giving you beard burn but he’s also so gentle with his tongue ugh