Sunsetmoonlightdays - Krissy

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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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I was on google and look what i found!!!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT BALLS!!!!!! i want him so bad. I didnt think they could get any hotter but i was fucking wrong.. HELP ME IM DEAD!!

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How would civil war Bucky react if he came home to find his s/o singing their baby to sleep?

Pairing: Dad!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff

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"That'll be 42 dollars."

Bucky smiles softly at Alina, the elderly woman patiently waits as he searches for his wallet. While he's ruffling through his front pocket, she reaches under the counter and grabs a colorful reading book.

She boldly places it in in his bag beside your snacks and the teething ring, judging by the frayed binding and Romanian lettering, he can tell its probably one that been passed down through her family.

"Alina-"

She huffs and snatches his money from his gloved hands, she plucks a dollar out of the pile and puts the rest between the pages of the book.

"Aw you know I cant-"

The tiny woman tilts her head back, her dark brown eyes daring him to finish his protest.

"Thank you," Bucky sheepishly finishes.

"You're welcome, James." She beams, her wrinkled cheeks puffing out. Her face drops and she grabs the front of his shirt, yanking him down to her face. "Dont come back without the baby or I'll hurt you." She holds up her tiny fist and shakes it, her bright eyes narrowing at him.

Alina swears she loves her more than the both of you and sometimes Bucky thinks she might be right.

Bucky has to bite his cheek to hold back a laugh. Since he's moved his little family to this town, he's been 'threatened' by Alina more times than he count.

She loves to boss him around and she's always sliding extras into his bags, refusing to take more than a dollar or two from him. But she will make him fix the leaky sink in the back or replace a gutter.

Bucky quickly grabs his bag after the granite counter, taking a few steps back, reassuring her that he would bring her down tomorrow.

"Good. Hate to kick your ass in front of your family James. You have a good day son."

Exiting the small store, he puts his cap over his head, shielding his eyes from the blinding afternoon sun. Laughter bubbling in his chest, he shakes his head wondering how a renowned assassin with a metal arm manages to get bossed around by a 5'1" elderly woman every time he goes into her shop.

Ducking his head, he shoves one hand in his pocket, humming softly under his breath as he navigates the crowded street. He'll be home in five minutes and he can't wait.

Some days he doesn't know how he got so lucky to find you, but ever since that day you snatched his plum from his hand by accident, he's been smitten by you.

Then you gave him gift after gift. Your heart, your presence, your body and now a sweet chubby baby with your eyes. All things he could never repay, things he never thought he could have. He didn't feel worthy of a normal life until he met you and now-Bucky knows he can have that and so much more.

Bucky climbs the stairs to the apartment, the shopping bag tapping his leg with every step. Happiness settling in his chest, wrapping around him like a thick duvet, crushing and liberating all at once.

Opening the door, a rush of cool air greets him. The smell of warm vanilla and brown sugar fill his nose, he can't remember what his apartment was like before you moved in but now it always smells good, you're everywhere he looks. Your clothes beside his in the closet, your shoes neatly lined up in the hallway, beauty products in the bathroom, family pictures lining the walls. A few of your hair ties in his left pocket. Toys are scattered on the floor.

You're everywhere and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Bucky toes off his shoes, placing his coat on the hook. A faint smile crosses his lips when he hears you singing. Following the sounds of your voice, his smile becomes wider and wider until his cheeks ache.

He knows over a dozen languages yet he can't find the words to describe how happy you make him.

Bucky finds you on the bed, your back against the headboard with the baby bundled in your arms. You're singing a lullaby, your soft voice drifting through the room. Glancing up, your eyes meet and his impossibly wide smile gets a tad bigger.

Knowing how much he cherishes these little moments, you continue to sing the sweet tune while he undresses until he's down to his boxers, folding his clothes, he places them on the dresser. Now that's he's home with his two favorite people, he doesn't plan on leaving anytime soon.

Bucky climbs on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. He lays his head on your shoulder and gazes down at his little girl. Tears burn his eyes, he can't believe that she's so perfect, just like her mama.

She looks so much like you, god he hopes every baby you give him is exactly like you. He watches her yawn, her tiny chubby arms stretching above her head, he places his metal finger in her hand and she latches on to it. You swear she's never going to be afraid of his arm.

The song dwindles to a faint whisper as you both watch her fall asleep. You turn your head, your nose bumping into Buckys. Laughing softly, he mumbles sorry before kissing you. It's sweet and tender and passionate and oh when he kisses you like this, you swear you could melt.

Bucky releases you with a pleased sigh, running his knuckles down the curve of your face. "I've been thinking." He starts, his eyes flickering between you and her.

"Really? " You're teasing, you know what he's about to say. Alina already told you about the way he blushed and became flustered a few days ago when she asked him why you weren't pregnant again.

His cheeks tinge a light shade of pink and he swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Yeah. How would you feel if-if we uh..."

You gently place your baby in his arms, smiling when his face lights up. He tucks her into his chest and kisses the top of her head. He's so good with her and you know that he would do anything for the two of you.

"Bucky I'll have as many babies as you want. In fact, we can start trying after my nap," you yawn, putting your arm around him and closing your eyes. Snuggling into his side, you drift off the sleep.

Bucky smiles to himself, envisioning his future with you in a large house filled with children, maybe a cat, or two. He wants it all. A life full of birthday celebrations, anniversaries, graduations, date nights, lazy weekends spent on the couch with you sleeping on his chest.

He can't wait.

Reason Comes on Common Tongue

Don't Give Up On Me

Don't Give Up On Me 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: You stole his plum one spring day. Then his heart. You can keep both as long as you promise to love him and not

I don't know why this is so damn funny

If you worship and adore Infold I just want you to know that you’re supporting a predatory company.

SUMMARY: It’s undeniable that feelings of scarcity and loss are evoked in players by the current rigged system, pity taken into account. This leads to players spending money (they’re preying on us, using basic psychology). Infold is making huge money in a predatory way. This is Capitalism and Corporate Greed at its worst. They’re not using their colossal profit to give back to the community either. Instead, they’re limiting free gifts & making the game harder for long term players. They don’t care about us.

Just because Love and Deepspace is easier than other Gacha games does NOT mean that it’s not also inherently predatory. You’re just seeing the lesser of two evils. Infold’s profit margin is INSANE.

Love and Deepspace is built on a gambling system. These sorts of systems prey on people who might have certain personality traits (collecting cards is not always driven by free willed choice— more on that later), & our generation has a greater need for dopamine because of social media, etc. The Pity system being set to 70 pulls, along with the dreaded 50-50, and the lack of sources for Diamonds, are all done on purpose. It is extremely difficult for anybody to play this game for free and pull even a single card they want. I’m not even talking about the struggles of those who love multiple LIs— we have it really hard, impossible really. Their revenue and profit is INSANE. They aren’t giving back to the fans with all the extra income, either. Good companies have done that. But Infold doesn’t have make a good effort to add in new features or have lowered prices. Why? Because they’re greedy. It’s undeniable that feelings of scarcity and loss are evoked in players by the current rigged system, pity taken into account. This leads to players spending money (they’re preying on us, using basic psychology). Infold is making huge money in a predatory way. This is Capitalism and Corporate Greed at its worst. They’re not using their colossal profit to give back to the community either. Instead, they’re limiting free gifts & making the game harder for long term players. They don’t care about us.

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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.

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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.

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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 i can imagine the possibilites

this bucky with this steve

I would so fucking watch this!!! Take my money...

I'd definitely watch the shit out of this romcom

omfg!!! I just love him so damn much.. How can someone be so damn hot and not know i exist!!!!! His face in the second gif is just ugh!!!!

Steve Rogers in Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)