Sunsetmoonlightdays - Krissy

Pictures of Chris I think are hella hot

tw // dark!andy, drugging, ovulation, ovulation cramps, late period, breeding kink, smut (implied? not much?), dirty talk, and more. 18+ MINORS!

god the concern on his face is something that doesn’t come naturally—it’s fake. when you wince in pain, the look is immediately plastered.

“are you okay, honey?” he questions, watching you from not too far. he’s only half a meter away from you. you nod your head, before shaking it.

“ovulation cramps. my period is kinda late, and it’s been happening for around two weeks now,” you tell him, finally opening up about your issues.

“should we go to the doctor?” andy questions, coming to your side and holding your hips. you immediately melt into his touch, pressing your body against his.

you shake your head again.

“maybe it’s a sign, y’know,” he mumbles as he presses a kiss to the side of your face. you lean into the affection, and he peppers smooches down to your neck.

“for?” you ask? moving your hand down to his hard cock. “for us to start trying,” he whispers in your ear and he pushes a hand between your thigh. you absentmindedly nod, before pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

“yeah, we should. fuck, i need you so badly, andy,” you whimper, before slamming your mouth against his. he needs you too, if not more. you don’t know that, though.

and you also don’t know about the little crushed up pills in the food he makes for you.

Oh i can imagine the possibilites

this bucky with this steve

Who do you think is a ass man and who is a breast man out of all the Cevans dudes? ;)

Thank you, nonnie, for the Ask. I love it!

Now, this question has been answered in various ways by various people. But it's all in how we personally see the characters. So, I will happily indulge, if you forgive how long this response became. I'll have to use a cut.

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom is totally an ass man. Probably because he can relate.

It’s why you’re never allowed to wear panties when you’re walking around the house. You’re better off anyway. So many have been torn and thrown aside each time he sees your shirt rise over your bum as you stretch to reach something on the tallest shelf in the kitchen.

Ransom may or may not have designed where he’s placed items just to take advantage of the fact.

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Mike Weiss

Mike Weiss is an ass guy, too. But mostly because he loves doing lines of coke off those sweet, round globes. And as he drags his nose across the line, he’s always sure to dip in between your cheeks to tongue your hole. It’s a high all on its own.

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Steve Rogers

Steve is Switzerland. Neutral. Ladies in his day didn't wear low-cut tops, but they did have form-fitting dresses. So, watching you walk ahead of him, your ass swaying back and forth, reminds him of his youth. He's hard, instantly, as young men often are. But it's more because he imagines himself picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you across the bedroom, large hands holding you by your bum. He’s a romantic at heart, and having you close to his chest while he can still fondle you, makes his heart sing.

But when he’s feral, which usually happens after a mission, or when Tony's simply pissed him off, he loves nothing more than to watch your breasts bounce as he fucks into you. But he never fucks you this way for long. Even though he often prefers cumming inside your various holes, there’s something about pushing your breasts together so he can slide his cock back and forth as you tickle his tip, that makes him lose his mind. Even though he ends up shooting his load over your face and neck this way, he can’t help thinking about how your breasts will swell so full and round when he finally breeds you.

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Ari Levinson

Ari is another neutral because he just loves every inch of you. From your pinky toe that he sucks on when's rubbing your tired feet at the end of the day as you're stretched out on the couch. To your eyes that spill tears as he's ruining you with his mouth, fingers, and cock.

In fact, he loves all of you so much, he’s often doing the work of two or three men when he ravages you. Three or four fingers stretching out your mouth as you coat them in your spit while his cock is kissing your cervix on every thrust as he drags himself over your silky, aching, walls, angling his hips so his pelvis brushes your clit. His free hand isn’t so free. It’s under your bum, fingers up your ass while his lips take turns tucking on each nipple.

Ari’s got you covered.

***

Andy Barber

Andy loves boobs. Sure, he enjoys sinking into your tight hole as his fingers dip into your ass cheeks for leverage as he's pumping into you.

But your ass is like prime-rib. Beautiful to taste and dine on, but best savoured in small doses and on special occasions.

No. He loves your breasts. They're the perfectly well-seasoned chicken breasts he wants every damn night. Great for any occasion!

Which is why you always make a show of leaning over to tie your shoes or rub lotion on your legs after a shower. Andy enjoys the view and you enjoy the way your nipples respond to his attention. He’s usually on you quick. Sometimes, after a particularly grueling day, you think he treats them more like stress balls. It’s not unpleasant, but it usually makes you smirk, especially when you’re minding your own business, cleaning up after dinner, and he just walks by, taking hold of one, squeezing, then letting go and carrying on about his task without a word spoken otherwise.

But when he’s relaxed and lounging on the sofa and those hands wander - he can get you off just by the expert attention he gives them. You’re not sure how you cum with his mouth high above your clit, but you do, and you chalk it up to a man that just knows what he’s doing.

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Curtis Everett

Curtis is all about the ass. He's stuck on a train with hundreds of people. He sees boobs often, with the number of children always being born and the need to nourish them. But your ass, he purposely lets you go ahead, just so he can ogle your caboose (yeah. I went there)

It's always covered by your pants and he enjoys unwrapping his prize after he's trapped you in a corner. And let's face it, he's got a lot of anger to release, and the best way of doing that is grabbing hold of those fleshy cheeks and taking you to pound town. And this man loves nothing more than owning. He loves leaning back and watching as he slides in and out of you. You take him so well, and your ass never looks better than when it’s full of him.

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Colin Shea

Sweet man, Colin. He loves your ass, but it's your beautiful nipples that he loves to suck on for hours as he slides in and out of your heat, fingers stroking softly against the underside of your breasts. He loves those pretty sounds you make when he does, and it only makes him harder, knowing that he’ll be the best you ever had.

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Nick Vaughan

Nick is another boob guy. Not to toot his own horn (yep. Went there again) but he lavishes so much attention on them when he makes love to you, that you think you’ll die if he ever pulls away from them. His favourite thing is drawing a bath, rose petals sprinkled throughout, then pulling you in against his chest just so he could massage them and watch them buoy above the surface. He’ll busy himself with massaging you with that special foamy soap you love, and watch in awe as he brings clean water up to wash the soap away, and it makes a river between your breasts to travel back down to the bath.

He’ll get you off. Later. But he’ll do it with as much attention paid to your boobs as parts much lower

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Jake Jensen

Jake is all about the ladies. He worships them.

No really. He actually has a shrine of close-up photos in his tactical bag to remind him to not be stupid on missions and get home safely, just so he can rest his head on your love balloons.

You swear you wake in the night to his soft murmurs of adoration toward them as he takes a nipple in his mouth and falls back to sleep, your breast soothing him like a soother.

***

I'm not even bothering with Johnny. We all agree he loves the ass because you cry the softest sounds when he turns up the heat as he's seated inside you.

Honourable Mentions:

Jake Wyker: He's young and a jock. He'll take it all and probably has no idea how to properly enjoy them.

Hayden: Harvard men are usually ass men, but this boy loves to go against the grain. He loves your boobs.

Freezy: Probably more of an ass guy, but that might be because he has easy access to it with you bound and gagged face-down on his bed.

Oh how I love this man!!

Omg!!! im drooling.. And im at work.... Lord help me

I still can’t stop thinking about your thots on Beefy!Steve and Andy 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 coochie meow meow needs attention from both of them and their cocks

Okay but sitting on this beefy Steve's lap

While this Andy stands over the both of you, watching Steve as he instructs Andy on how to please you.

Did this before but now I'm gonna do it with Caleb!!!

So, ummm Chubby Bucky and Alpine.

This literally stole my heart ❤

Pairing: Chubby Librarian Bucky x Reader.

Warnings: Fluff. Alpine. Chubby Bucky wearing a sweater.

A/N: HC #1

Likes comments and rebogs are appreciated.

Your boyfriend is a softie. He’s as soft as his belly and you love him even more because he’s such a sweetheart. You watched your soft-spoken librarian patiently guide his elderly patrons through the rows of books and read off titles until they find the one they want. He waives fines for any kid who forgets to return their books on time because he’s just happy they’re reading. Bucky orders your favorite books and hides a copy of all new releases under his desk so you always have first dibs.

So it’s no surprise that he would adopt a stray kitten.

The night he found little alpine, it had been drizzling all day. The library was empty most of the day, so he spent his time organizing the shelves, catching up on reading and sending you risque pictures. Even when he’s sending you a filthy snap, his face is burning and you can practically hear his flustered tone when he sends a message right after the pic, asking if you liked it. The familiar shade of bright red gracing his cheeks has you giggling even as you ogle his impressive body. Yes. You like. You like it a lot.

And you planned on showing him how much when he gets off.

You’re waiting for him outside the library in his car with the seat pushed back, your feet on the dash, scrolling through tiktok while Bucky closed up the library. The steady patter of the rain on the windshield lulling you to sleep. Fighting off a yawn, you smile when his picture flashes across your screen. “Hey, Buck-”

Bucky cuts you off with a frantic gasp. “Listen Peach, stay on the line with me, kay?”

You sit up, brows furrowing in concern, you hear rattling in the background. “What? What’s going on baby?”

Bucky clutches the phone to his ear, holding a novel in his other hand, slowly raising it above his head as he peeks around the corner. “Someone broke into the building. They’re messing up my children’s section.”

“Hold I’m coming in-”

“The hell you are! “M not letting some crazy person hurt you. I-” Bucky swallows, pushing down his nerves into his chest, he takes a deep breath. “I got this.” He glances at the book in his hand. “I have a weapon Peach.” Bucky takes another look at his book. Actually no. He really likes this one. He gently sets it down on a table and balls up his fist.

He flinches at the loud crash echoing through the library, whispering that he’s okay. Ignoring your pleas for him to turn around, he follows the noises. This is his library and he’s not going to let anyone mess up his library. Bucky also wants you to think he’s brave but he’s not going to say that aloud.

Bucky skids to a stop, his blue eyes widening in horror. It's not the upturned potted plants or the displays scattered on the floor that he's worried about. One of his favorite novels is on the ground, the spine cracked. Someone hurt one of his books. It takes a lot to upset your man. So when he hissed that he’s going to lose his shit on whoever destroyed a Tolkein book, you sit up even straighter. You feel a tinge of shame at the dull throb that blooms between your thighs. But damn, you didn’t know his voice could get that deep and his angry tone sounds sexy.

You’ll explore that later.

“I’m going to kick their ass, I swear to-” Bucky glances up. His phone drops to the ground and you hear muffled “Oh my god, oh my god peach.”

“Bucky? Bucky!” you call out. The sounds of clattering and a dull thud echo through your phone. You repeat his name but he doesn't respond. Without hesitation, you jump out of your car, you let out a frustrated scream as you get pulled back in by your seatbelt. After a brief fight with it, you manage to free yourself. You run up the stairs to the entrance and burst inside, glancing around the empty space, you sprint past the main desk to the children’s section. Your heart is hammering in your chest, shit why didn’t you grab a weapon. You start to take a book off the shelf figuring you can at least throw it at the intruder. Then you see the author. Oh wait, this is Livingston, no you can’t throw Livingston.

There’s a strange soft rumbling, it sounds so familiar but in your panic, you cant’ fully recognize it, almost like purring but that can't be right, shaking off the thought, you look around. You see a flash of brown hair through the spaces between the books. “Bucky,” you whisper, ducking down. “Are you okay?”

“Heeey Peach.” You tilt your head at his chagrined tone. “You look pretty.” That has you slowly standing up. “I love you.” Your deep sigh reverberates through the room.

You saunter to the next row and immediately burst into giggles. Putting your hand over your mouth, you struggle to find words. You can’t believe what you’re seeing right now.

Your 6’4” sweater-wearing chubby man is cradling an oversized cotton ball with blue eyes. You stare at Bucky with your brows raised. “So you gonna kick his ass huh?”

Bucky ducks his head, his pink lips stretching into a soft smile “Her.”

You know by the way he’s gazing at the curious little kitten kneading her paws into his belly that he already loves her. “Can we keep her Peach?”

Honestly, he doesn’t even have to ask, you’d do anything for this man. You take the fluff ball from his large hands and snuggle the sleepy kitten while he cleans up her mess. By the time, he’s done, he’s already named her alpine and he’s made a space for her by his desk.

You and Alpine wait for him to lock up and you all head back to the car. You shrug when he sees the passenger door open, his smile growing wider. “Thank you for coming to save me Peach.” He kisses your forehead, placing his hand on your back as he helps you inside.

Bucky settles in his seat. “And you,-” he points at the yawning cat on your lap. “-no breaking stuff, do you have any idea how much-” Little Alpine perks up at the sound of his voice and climbs over to his lap. She gazes up at him, purring loudly, she places her head and tiny paws on his belly. “You can do whatever you want.”

You chuckle, muttering, “big ole softie.”

Bucky grins proudly. “Damn right,” Covering Alpine’s ears, he leans over, “but tonight I’ll show you how hard I can get for you.” His lips slot over yours, kissing you until you’re dizzy. Pulling away, he turns on the car. “But first, we’re going to the pet store and buying everything.”

Narrowing your eyes at a still beaming Bucky, you shake your head. If he spoils her the way he spoils you, you know he’s really going to try to buy everything cat item he can get his hands on. “No Bucky, she only needs a few things.”

“Everything.”

“Buc-”

“All the things Peach. All the things”

Oh damn!!!! Me likey

Title: Unwrapped

Pairing: Soft Dark!Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: You go home to heal for the holidays, and after running into your ex, you wish you hadn’t. 

Word count: 12,005

Warnings: Stalking, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Dubious Consent, Breeding kink, Noncon, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Burnt Fluff, Choking, Nonconsensual Drug use, MINORS DNI!

A/N: omg. okay i’m so sorry, this came out so long, haha. this is my entry for @stargazingfangirl18 , @navybrat817 and @drabblewithfrannybarnes​ Hoeliday challenge! i really tried to tell kind of a complete story, so any and all feedback is appreciated! please let me know if this is too hard to read in one go and i’ll break it into two parts, lol. divider by @firefly-graphics​

my prompts were: Andy Barber, Someone showing up from your past, Sad memories of holidays past, and i decided to use both prompt quotes, which will be bolded! “Can’t wait till we get home, honey. You got me so hard for you.” / “Please? I’ve been extra good this year.”

This is a work of FICTION, and it is Dark, so I assume once you’ve clicked through the link that you are comfortable with that. I do not give consent for my work to be copied, translated, or posted elsewhere, even if I am credited. This work is entirely mine, and unbeta’d, so read at your own risk! 

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Your head throbbed with the telltale signs of a migraine as you stared irritatedly at the baggage carousel. Flying always made you tired and irritable, and the baby crying behind you had done nothing to help matters; a long trip made inexorably worse by stress. Your beat up leather suitcase and it’s telltale orange ribbon came around the curve, and you reached for it, lugging it off with a huff.

You were already dreading meeting your mother at the gate, a sour taste in your mouth. She was expecting Mike to be with you, and up until three weeks ago, you had been looking forward to the very same thing. Your parents loved Mike—so much that they’d invited him back for the holidays personally that year. 

It was too bad Mike had had other plans—chiefest among them apparently was fucking as many girls on random hook-up apps as he could.

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