Can You Write A Kaz X Reader Where Reader Has The Habit Of Stealing The Crows Clothes And One Day Starts

The Avengers and their reaction to Fanfiction

Avengers Headcanon

STEVE ROGERS

Is very, genuinely concerned about the future of this country

Refuses to even read a word of it

When Peter tells him it exists, he doesn’t believe it at first

“Surely you’re joking, right Parker?”

Peter is not

Steve is deeply disturbed that there are over a million fics about him

He scrolled through one by accident and was traumatized

It was most definitely smut

NATASHA ROMANOFF

Is deeply concerned too

Kinda just laughs it off though

Has only read one and will never do it again

She doesn’t really mind though

She likes the fact that people have different opinions on her other than being an assassin

BRUCE BANNER

Oh MAN

Poor lil bruce

Y’all stress him OUT

He sweats every time someone mentions the word

“PLS why are these kids so nasty?”

Takes off his glasses and runs his hands through his hair stressfully

“Jesus, this is awful,”

“IM OLD ENOUGH TO BE THEIR FATHER WHY DO THESE PEOPLE WANT ME TO RAIL THEM?!”

THOR ODINSON

Thor is amused

If anything, he’s deeply flattered really

“I am honored they’ve chosen me to fantasize about,”

He may not be strongest but he is the sexiest

“Aha, look at this. There’s over a million people that want the mighty Thor,”

Will definitely brag about it

TONY STARK

He’s actually read a few and let me tell you-

He can’t even believe that many people fantasize about him

“Jesus Christ, how many Jarvis?”

“There are over two million fanfictions involving Iron Man, sir,”

He actually gets on multiple platforms to leave feedback

“First of all, I would never do that and second of all, YOU ARE TOO YOUNG! I AM IN MY FOURTIES HAVE YOU EVEN GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL YET?!”

Tony is done with y’all

PETER PARKER

Absolutely wants to die on the spot every time someone mentions it

“You know Peter Parker x Reader is the most popular category, right?”

“And how do you know that Ned?”

He blushes bright red at some of the things y’all write about him

“Jesus Christ I’ve never even done that before!”

“oH MY GOD,”

Is probably traumatized

BUCKY BARNES

Don’t even get me started

The amount of shit he’s seen involving the words ‘choking’ and ‘metal arm’ have kept him up most nights

Is so disappointed in the new generations

“I went to war to fight for THIS SHIT?”

Bucky is so done with y’all

He read ONE smut, just ONE, and it was enough to make him log off the internet forever

“Nope. nope. I’m sticking to newspapers from now on. There’s something seriously wrong with Gen Z,”

Headcanon for Steve’s top 5 kinks? I love your headcanons 🥰

Masterlist Of My Works

A/N: Thanks, anon! Oh, and just letting everybody know, this is only how I personally interpret the character. Obviously there is no way to know whether this is canon or not; it’s all just for fun!

Size Kink - Let’s face it, Steve spent a very large portion of his life always being the smallest kid around. Growing up, he probably felt very emasculated knowing that his future girlfriend/wife would most likely be taller and stronger than him. So when he gets the serum, he’s absolutely thrilled. He knows that he can be much larger than his girl now, because let’s face it, the man is huge. Steve loves how much smaller you are than him, and he’ll always make sure to remind you of it. Hushed whispers of, “Look at my tiny little doll,” and “You’re so small, baby, I don’t even know if big cock is gonna’ fit inside you,” are constantly things that he’d say during sex. And even if you’re a bit on the taller or heavier side, just the thought of him knowing that he’s much stronger than you is enough to get him going. This man is a super soldier and he definitely won’t let his girl forget it.

Daddy Kink - This is something that Steve would’ve had no clue about before you mentioned it to him, but over time, grew to love it so very much. He loves just how adorable and innocent you look when you call him by that name, and it’s completely his nature to be protective and nurturing towards his girl. Steve gives the biggest soft dom vibes ever, so the title ‘Daddy’ would totally be perfect for him.

Spanking - This kink is amazing for Steve because it involves the two things that he craves most; being a disciplinarian, and your sweet, sweet ass. He loves the little noises that you make when his hand comes down on your bum, and absolutely adores seeing you all red and marked up when he’s done. Though don’t worry, he’ll always rub lotion on your butt at the end of a session, not wanting you to be in any actual long-lasting pain.

Breeding Kink/Pregnancy Kink - This is something that Steve wouldn’t have released he has until he sees you pregnant with your guy’s first baby. Back when he was younger, the man was almost certain that he’d never find a wife who cares about him, let alone ever have children with him. So now that he sees you all swelled up with his baby, it’s an addicting sight. It almost brings him a feeling of pride or possession; one that gives him so much satisfaction. He loves knowing that the child you’re carrying belongs to himself, and he loves that other people know it too. Plus, you look more than beautiful with a pregnancy belly.

Stockings - Steve absolutely loves seeing his girl wearing thigh-high stockings, especially a nice pair of white ones. Bonus points if they have bows at the top. The whole idea of nylons just reminds him so much of the olden days, and your legs look sexy as hell in them. It’s a win-win situation in his book.

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Don’t Be Shy (Felix x Reader) || Part 2

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1243

Also posted on my A03

Felix’s POV

Felix had spent his day fixing weapons. It wasn’t a particularly hard task, considering that the weapons themselves weren’t intricately built, but it did however take time. The only time he’d moved from the flat slab of stone he’d sat on was to eat lunch, which he’d quickly finished in order to return to his task.

It wasn’t that he was eager to fix the weapons the Lost Boys had so carelessly broken, but that the task gave him an excuse to avoid Y/N. He had, in fact, been making a considerable effort to stay away from her ever since the archery incident. 

The shift in her training partners from himself over to Devin and some of the other boys made that easier for him. Unfortunately, weapons practice was only one of the few ways the Lost Ones spent their time (how he and Y/N had spent their time together) and so Felix had thrown himself into whatever small, menial tasks he could find to occupy himself and use as an excuse to avoid her.

This had been going on for days. 

Seven days, to be exact. He had counted. 

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hi bubba, remember that massimo torricelli edit? i was wondering if you could so something similar with bucky, or mob seb you choose so reader is mobs ex and they meet at a club and he sees her with some guy and gets jelly and pulls her to a private room and ... well you know what to do ;)

'Feel It' by Michele you mean? Oufff... Anyway, here we go

Oh, love me a classic mob!seb

Okay so, you're at a club with some friends, and the guy you've been talking to since you and Seb broke up - for a couple of weeks now

And the last person you expect to see at the club is the devil himself - Sebastian.

Standing there, with his hands in his pocket and his guards surrounding him.

Anger all over his face as he sees another guy's arms around you

You send him a smirk and look away, pretending he isn't there full on staring at you and sending death glares to your new 'boyfriend'

A few drinks later, you realize one of your girlfriends is nowhere to be seen so you go look for her

But you don't know where the bathroom exactly is so you get kinda lost

And before you know it, Seb's right in front of you.

"Are you lost babygirl?" he asks, smirking while he looks at you.

"Oh screw you." You groan and try to walk away but he grabs your hand and pulls you into him

"Where are you going? Huh? Back to that piece of shit you came with?" he asked, disgusted when he mentioned the guy he saw you with, trying his best to contain his jealousy

"Why do you care? You're the one who asked me to leave, remember?" you spat back and he pulled you closer

"Watch your tone. Don't provoke me." he said, sternly.

You sassed back, "Or what?"

"Or I'm gonna fuck you while he watches and show him that you belong to me." he said it so effortlessly

You scoff and try to leave but he tightens his grip around your waist

He dips his head into your neck and kisses you gently, inhaling your scent which he had missed so much.

"Tell me you don't miss me." he mumbled, daring you to agree while he nibbled on your skin; making you moan shamelessly

"I don't miss you." you lied, while tilting your head so he could have more access to your skin.

He chuckled. "Tell me you don't want me right now. Babygirl, look me in the eye and tell me you don't want me to fuck you."

You couldn't lie this time, you could never resist him for long anyways.

He slips his hand under your dress and slips his fingers past your underwear and toys with your clit; smearing your wetness around.

He chuckled again when you instinctively roll your hips against his hand.

"Your body is betraying you, baby."

Seb ends up dragging you to one of the private rooms at the back of the club

And neither of you can keep your hands to yourselves once you are past the doors.

"Fuck, I missed you so much." he mumbled breathlessly against your lips while he undressed you eagerly

You threw your head back and moaned when he slipped his fingers inside you; stroking your walls gently and making you whine his name in pleasure

"That's right, only I can do this to you." he whispered against your skin as he removed his fingers from you and cupped your core, "You're mine." he growled in your ear

Maybe he'd push you down on your knees and hold your face gently. "You've been bad, babygirl. You better make it up to me." he whispered and undid his pants.

You lower his underwear and take his erected cock in your mouth hungrily.

He groaned as you slowly dragged your tongue over his slit, stroking his cock with your hand while you teased his tip with your mouth

You took as much of him as you could; your tongue stroking along the length of his cock

You bobbed your head around him, hollowing your cheeks and making him groan every time you ran your tongue across his tip

He pulled away right before he came, because your mouth felt too good and he wanted to fuck you properly and remind you that you belonged to him.

"Come here." he pulled you up and held your jaw in his hand, parting your lips and kissing your open mouth while he walked the two of you towards the couch

He pushed you down and climbed on top of you, wrapping his hand gently around your throat.

"Seems I need to remind you that you're mine, huh?"

OH but would he be rough and wild, because he just needs to get all that anger and jealousy out of his system.

He'd spread your legs apart and push into you, and watching you whine under him

You pull him closer by the back of his neck for a messy kiss while he speeds up into you

He'd groan against your lips, mumbling about how good you feel around him

You could only whimper and mewl under him; his body moving against yours so perfectly that it turned your head into a foggy mess

He'd speed up again, making you squirm and moan louder.

Maybe he'd even alternate between fucking you, and pulling out to lean down and eat you out before pushing into you and fucking you again.

He'd make you lose your mind

And you'd soon feel the pressure in between your hips getting too much to bear, so you let go

Coming undone hard and violently around him, holding his shoulders for dear life

He moaned out loud and finished right after you, leaning down to kiss you so he could keep quiet and not make too much noise while he came

Panting and hearts racing; you two stayed there, him unmoving in your arms. His heavy body on top of yours, while he kissed your neck to calm you down

"Dump that idiot. And come back home with me. It's not the same without you." he mumbled against your skin after some time, and pulled away to see your reaction.

You caressed his cheek and nodded. "But you have quite a lot to make up for as well." you smirked.

He sighed "I know, I'm sorry baby. Just come home." he leaned in to kiss you, now content that his girl was back with him.

a/n: i never wanted mob!seb so bad before

Everything and More

Tony Stark x Reader

Word Count: ~1100

Summary: Tony’s POV; in honor of Tony’s birthday, you two have partied the night away. However, the night’s not over just yet.

Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving), Unprotected Shower Sex, Tony Stark being adorable and sexy and stuff, Fluff

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“So,” her hands slide over shoulders and down my arms, “was it everything you wanted?”

I wrap my arms around her waist, “Everything and more, sweetheart. Thank you.”

She smiles, giggling softly as she raises her lips to mine. She pulls away after a moment, sighing in content. Then she steps away from me, kicking her heels off as she walks away. My eyes follow the gentle sway of her hips, that gentle back and forth that draws me to follow her as I unbutton my jacket.

I enter the bedroom a little after she does. She’s standing in front of her dresser, leaning into the mirror as she removes her jewelry, returning each piece to its rightful place. As she’s clasping the necklace in her hands, she calls to me.

“Tony, can you come unzip me?”

I toss my jacket to the bed as I cross the room to her. I move her hair to rest over her shoulder before taking the zipper of her dress between my fingers. She holds the dress up as the back of it opens. I lean in, kissing the side of her neck. She leans back against me, her eyes downcast as my hands slide down over her hips.

I wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her shoulder.

“How about a shower?”

She nods, an almost mischievous smile playing at her lips. She’s hardly a couple of inches from me as she lowers the dress, revealing the lacy black lingerie hidden beneath.

“You’ve been holding out on me.” I tease.

Her hair tosses slightly when she turns her head quickly to look at me over her shoulder.

“Actually, this is new.”

“Another birthday present?”

She turns to face me, still wearing that smile, “Something like that.”

I take her face between my hands. Her hands press against my chest. I lean down to her, pressing my lips to hers. When she pulls back, she giggles a bit as she scrunches up her nose.

I chuckle, caressing her cheeks with my thumbs, “What?”

She shakes her head, “Nothing.” Her fingers card through my hair, “Let’s go take that shower.”

Under the hot water, steam rising up around us, there is no space between us. My hands grip her hips. Her hands hold tight to my shoulders. We share long, lingering kisses. She tastes of the chocolate and red wine she had at the party. I wonder if she can taste the whiskey I had.

I take her chin in my hand when I pull away. I tilt her head to the side, moving quickly to assault her neck with my kiss. I trail my lips down her neck, her chest, her stomach, as I lower myself to my knees. I hold her hips to the wall. I place a kiss just below her belly button.

I look up at her. She smiles, biting her bottom lip as she runs her fingers through the length of my hair. Still with my eyes locked on hers, I raise her right leg to rest over my shoulder. Her jaw drops slightly as she watches me bury my tongue in the warmest part of her.

She moans softly, though louder than before. She pulls at my hair. She rolls her hips into every pass my tongue makes over her sensitive flesh. She grips my shoulder for support as she rises her to toes. I look up at her. Her head has fallen back, pressed against the tile wall. She’s resisting the urge to fall apart though she treads the line.

I lower her leg slowly before rising to stand before her.

“Look at me, (Y/N).”

The rise and fall of her chest is quick. The color of her eyes is almost completely lost to her pupils. Her gaze stays affixed to mine as I press two fingers to her entrance. I curl them in a bit; her bottom lip begins to tremble. She takes in a sharp breath as I push them in deeper. Her hips meet my palm thrust for thrust.

Her moans start as soft whispers, but with every passing second, they grow louder until her cries reach up to the heavens. A few more minutes, some whispered words of praise and love, and euphoria is hers for the taking, the heat of her release pouring over my hand.

She sighs, catching my face in her hands and my lips with hers in a heated kiss. I pull my hand away only to wrap both around the back of her thighs. Pinning her to the wall, I lift her up. Her ankles lock together behind my back as I get into position.

In one swift motion, I’m inside of her. Our groans of pleasure are simultaneous.

I will always love this feeling. The way she fits around me is absolute perfection.

She is absolute perfection.

The little sounds that slip from her as I move are sweet, like music to my ears.

Her hands are clasped together behind my neck. She moans my name.

Her kiss is heavy, demanding.

I don’t how much longer I can hold on.

A few more steady thrusts is all I can give, and it’s all she take before we’re both crashing. She holds tight to me. I rest my forehead against her shoulder. We’re both struggling to catch our breath. After a few minutes, I pull back and slowly lower her to her feet.

The water falls over us. Steam rises around us. There is no space between us.

I kiss the top of her head.

“I love you, Tony.”

I smile, leaning away from her and cradling her head in my hands. She holds my wrists as she looks into my eyes. I can tell she’s searching for an explanation for my silence so I break it.

“Marry me.”

Her expression changes from one of concern to one of shock.

“What?” she gasps.

“Marry me, (Y/N).”

“Are… are you sure?”

“I have never been more sure of anything in my life. I love you. I was lost before you.”

Her gaze falters; she bites her lip, “You had Pepper.”

“I did,” I hook my finger beneath her chin to raise her eyes back to mine, “and as much as I cared for her, I know now that there’s a reason we didn’t work. You’re the one I want to give my life to. So will you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), marry me?”

She smiles, giggling as she nods, “Yes, Tony, I will.”

She bounces on her heels and wraps her arms around my neck as she once again presses her lips to mine.

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Could you possibly write about y/n calling Sebastian 'Daddy' for the first time and his reaction.

*clears throat*

OKAY

I'm thinking it'll be after a heated argument, which you took too far. And now you're trying to win back your grumpy boyfriend.

You follow him around the house, apologizing incessantly.

"Sebbyyyy, I'm so sorry. I know I overreacted, I trust you completely and I know you'd never cheat on me, just-"

He'd give you a glare which spoke volumes. And it'd shut you up.

But not for long

When he'd walk out of a room, you'd follow his footsteps like a lost puppy.

You knew he usually wouldn't be able to resist you for long. But today was a bit much.

He had managed to completely ignore you for almost 3 whole hours now.

And you were upset, and very, very ashamed of your behavior. And the silent treatment was killing you.

You walked lazily over to where Sebastian was; in his study, sat on a couch and going through a script.

You plopped down on the couch next to him.

You were wearing one of his hoodies, and he usually would not stop telling you how much they suited you better than they did him but today, he wouldn't even spare you a glance.

"Seb?"

Nothing.

"Sebby" you whined like a spoilt child.

Still nothing.

"Daddy come on! I said I was sorry" you whined again tugging on the sleeve of his shirt.

And the words which left your mouth shocked both him and you.

But especially him

He raised an eyebrow at you, finally looking up from the script in his hands.

"What did you call me?" there was an unfamiliar tone lacing his words. Almost playful but stern at the same time.

He sounded like he was mocking you, and seemed to like every second of it.

"I- uh... Nothing. Are you done being mad at me now?" you asked, worried that he might think you were being too childish.

The stern look didn't leave his face as he pulled you onto his lap quite harshly.

"No. Not quite. Now answer me, what did you call me just now?" you had never heard him use this voice before.

He stared deep into your eyes as though daring you to defy him again.

You didn't answer him. You were too shy to repeat it again.

"Alright then, have it your way" he spoke and manhandled your body in such a way that he had you lay over his lap, with your ass in the air.

He moved the hoodie, exposing your butt and he very briefly caressed your skin before you felt him smack your ass cheek.

Hard.

You cried out. Not out of pain, but surprise.

A twisted part of you liked it, but you would never tell him that.

"I'm gonna ask you again, baby. What did you call me?" he sounded so dangerous but so hot...

Smack!

You simply whined again instead of replying.

Smack!

This time it hurt. And you finally spoke up.

"Daddy! I called you daddy. I'm sorry, Seb. I just-"

He cut you off by pulling you up and settling you on his lap; making you straddle his thighs.

He didn't seem to mind it one bit, in fact, he seemed rather intrigued.

"You've been bad today, baby. Daddy's upset that you'd even dare to think that he'll ever cheat on you" he spoke, while his hand caressed your red butt.

Something about how Seb referred to himself as "daddy" turned you on immensely.

You looked at him with curiosity; eager to find out where he'd take this.

He was much more dominant in bed that night. He had you begging, pleading him just to let you come

He liked how you surrendered completely.

He bloody loved it.

Many things changed after that day.

He wasn't weirded out by it or anything, in fact, he quite liked it.

He liked being your big, strong man who could care for you like no one else ever could.

Seb was quite a gentle lover, yet the moment you'd call him 'daddy', he'd switch immediately.

It could be anywhere; at home while you would be lounging around.

Or during sex

Or while on the phone when he was away.

He'd go into "daddy mode" whenever you'd like him to.

Or, whenever you were acting up and being a brat.

He'd use his hand to pin you down on the bed or against the wall.

"Why do I even put up with you, huh? Why are you being so fucking difficult today, baby?" he'd ask on days when you were being too bratty.

Then you'd smirk and tell him that all you wanted was his attention.

"Yeah? Well then, work for it"

He'd point to the ground, in between his legs where he'd want you to kneel and take his cock into your mouth and show him that you even deserved his full attention.

Seb would be the best daddy to you.

He'd know when to push your limits and when not to.

He'd know when he could edge you for hours.

And when he could fuck you to sleep.

On days when you were particularly good, he'd even let you sleep with his cock buried deep in you

"You've been a good girl today, baby. You get to keep daddy's cock warm all night. You'd like that?"

And you'd nod a bit too quickly.

Then the following morning you'd wake up feeling tingly because daddy would be slow fucking you until you woke up.

Daddy Seb had a way of making you feel filthy and special at the same time...

He'd look you dead in the eyes, with his hand wrapped around your throat, while he made you come over and over around his cock

He took immense pleasure in making you cum for him multiple times in one night.

He would flick his tongue over your clit until you were shaking under him.

He'd always have to touch you when he was in the mood.

Dirty talk with daddy Seb? YES

"You like being on your knees and showing daddy how much you deserve to be fucked all night long, don't you baby?"

"Here, suck on daddy's fingers while he eats you out, yeah? That'll keep you quiet"

"Look at you, always so fucking ready for my cock"

"Your body is fucking shaking, baby. Is it because of me?"

"Did you ask for permission before you cum?"

"Swallow it all, baby. Show me you're daddy's good girl"

Sure, you didn't need him to be in "Daddy mode" all the time.

But on some days, he needed it more than you did

You could tell when he needed to let off some steam. And you were more than happy to be his little girl whenever he needed you to.

OMG could you imagine him switching from Sebby to Daddy in the middle of a heated discussion?? Because i CAN?

You'd be telling him off for being too jealous or possessive for whatever reason

And he'd suddenly give you this very stern look

"...you need to get your shit under-"

He'd cut you off by gripping your jaw in his strong hand and forcing you to shut up and look up at him.

"I fucking dare you to complete that sentence, babygirl"

And you'd immediately forget what the fuck you were saying in the first place.

Spanks... When you were naughty. Or nice.

He didn't care, he simply liked seeing his handprint on your butt.

He'd grab your butt, and pinch it all while giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

Ohh, aftercare with Daddy Seb?

He'd be the most gentle boyfriend after an intense play time

He'd run you a bath and would carry you to the tub and back to bed if you were too tired to walk

He'd kiss every inch of your body

And rub lotion on your sore skin

He'd tell you how good you had been and just how much he loves you

"I'm sorry baby, was it too much? Was I-"

Then you'd cut him off

"Shh, no. Hey, you were perfect. Thank you, I love you."

A/N: I'm sorry Anon, you were saying...

Slow Hands

Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x  Reader

Style: One-Shot

Warnings: Language, PURE SMUT. (NSFW, 18+!!!!!)

Word Count: 2K

Summary: In an effort to get you to relax after a long week, Tom offers to give you a massage. Which leads to other things…

A/N: This has literally (literally) no plot, y’all. Just pure, uninterrupted, dirty smut of Tom pleasuring you without any care for his own needs. As always, dedicated to the angel in my life, Zara, (@dolangram) who forced me to write this after I got very carried away thinking about Tom giving me a massage over IM late last night. Lord help me and forgive me for my sins. Amen. (Gif not mine!)

It had been an incredibly stressful, long few days. Few weeks, really. Work had been relentless – keeping you trapped in the office far beyond dusk. Only seeing Tom sparingly in between meetings and travel while he promoted Infinity War.

So when Friday evening finally rolled around, you felt like you were quite literally in heaven as you snuggled deep into your comforter, lazily reading a book while Tom managed various chores around the house quietly, trying not to disturb you.

After a few hours, Tom moseyed into the bedroom, drinking you in as you lay on your back, book propped on your tummy. You absentmindedly twirl a strand of long hair between your fingers, and he can’t help but smile as you arch your back attempting to stretch out your tired, sore muscles.

“Take your shirt off.” He commands softly, reaching the bottom of the bed and tugging at your toes. You twitch slightly, scowling.

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I really hate how people refer to Bucky as The Winter Soldier in fan fiction unless he is currently been brainwashed or its referring to when he was brainwashed. Because Bucky Barnes did not spend the rest of his life fighting to prove that he wasn’t a killer or a bad person. Because Steve Rogers did not spend his life proving that Bucky was a good person and his best friend. JUST for Bucky to still be referred to as The Winter Soldier when he was BRAINWASHED for YEARS and FORCED to kill people while he was being told that he was doing the RIGHT THING.

Similarly it is NOT Falcon and The Winter Soldier, or Captain America and The Winter Soldier. It is White Wolf or Bucky or James or Sargent Barnes. JAMES. BUCKY. BARNES. IS. NOT. THE. WINTER. SOLDIER.

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hungry eyes | b.b

part one

pairing : dadsbestfriend!bucky x reader, neighbour!bucky

word count : 1k

summary : your dads best friend bucky is your neighbour and your bedroom faces his

warnings : 18+, undefined but significant age gap (reader is of drinking age), masturbation (fem & m implied), exhibitionism(?)

a/n : only a teensy bit of smut in this part, part two will be more smutty hehe

Being home for the summer meant one thing: Friday night dinners with your dad’s best friend, Bucky, who also happened to be your very hot next-door neighbour.

Since you moved out for college, your dad converted your old bedroom into his office, meaning you slept in the guest room whenever you came to visit. The only problem with this was that the guest room faced Bucky’s bedroom. This made for some pretty awkward encounters over your summer stays.

On more than one occasion, you’d opened your curtains in the morning to Bucky wandering about his room, shirtless with loose sweatpants hanging low on his hips. Or his lower body wrapped in a towel, hair damp and skin wet. Your eyes couldn’t help but wander across his sculpted body, appreciating his bulging biceps and chiselled abs.

Also more than once, he’d catch your eye, and you had to swiftly avert your eyes and pray he didn’t realise you were staring at his half-naked body, a total invasion of privacy.

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Triggers - Gally X Reader

your-

There are shockingly few gifs of Gally?! 

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