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Congrats hun! Captain America would be proud of y'all!

Also how about 'monster cock' with Steve? I know I have no class😶😶

Monster Cock

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader

Summary: It was big, and you couldn’t stop staring.

Warning: Explicit language. Sexual themes. 18+

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“Jesus,” you squeaked, unable to look away from the monster cock before you.

Steve could feel his blush heating up his chest and face, even his ears were burning.

“I’m sorry,” he stuttered, not quite sure what to say. “I uh, well, you know how I am with these things.”

You blinked owlishly, finally pulling your gaze from the big screen TV that was playing some ridiculous monster cock porn. You glanced over at Steve, smiling as he held our three different remotes for you.

“I don’t understand why there’s so many for one device.”

You giggled, picking the main remote and quickly shutting off the porn.

Steve actually sagged in relief when you fiddled with the buttons and CNN lit up the screen.

“I wasn’t watching that, by the way,” he gestured faintly toward the TV. “It just started playing when I was making my smoothie.” He thumbed over his shoulder toward the communal kitchen.

You glanced between the kitchen and the TV, then to the little red light that indicated one of Tony’s many easy to miss surveillance slash Jarvis devices.

“I have an idea what happened,” you muttered. “I think Tony was messing with you.”

“When isn’t he?” Steve rolled his eyes before moving back toward the kitchen.

Feeling mischievous, you tagged along, leaning against the counter across from him. You watched as Steve grabbed a handful of kale from the big bag on the counter as he went about finishing his smoothie.

As nonchalantly as possible, you asked, “So was that your first time seeing a monster cock? Or do you see one every morning when you shower?”

You giggled as Steve completely missed the blender and dropped his handful of kale on the floor.

For the times I was afraid to go out.

For the times I couldn't wear what I liked.

For the times I couldn't afford to by a scarf I didn't even want.

For the times I had to take a detour to avoid morality police.

For Iranian women, for Iranian people!

Stand with us and be our voice!🇮🇷🕊

This is so sweet 💜

First Date

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female Reader Summary: Steve has the best first date thanks to you. Word Count: Over 1.2k Warnings: Fluffy fluff, light pining, first date, first kiss, mentions of the holidays, Steve Rogers (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Sixth day of my Naughty & Nice Nonsense belongs to Steve Rogers. Requested by the incredible @buckyownsmylife. You deserve only good things! ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

If there was one thing Steve still wasn’t used to after the serum, it was that women wanted to date him. It was strange even after he was taken out of the ice that people actively sought out his company when they used to overlook him. Bucky no longer had to convince his dates to bring along another girl for him. And Natasha, of course, did her best to set him up with a few different women.

He relented when he realized she wasn’t going to stop.

She gave up when the third girl she set him up with didn’t work out.

“What was wrong with this one?” she asked.

“Nothing was wrong with her,” Steve told her truthfully. “She was just wrong for me.”

He wondered if he was doomed to be alone.

Until you asked him out.

A breathtaking new agent with a loving smile who could easily put men twice your size on their backs. He was inexplicably drawn to you and wouldn't be breaking any bylaws by dating you. He planned to ask you out, but you beat him to the punch one day after sparring.

"Would you want to grab dinner with me Saturday?"

"A date?" he asked as you nodded.

"Yeah, a date," you said with a hopeful smile.

It felt good to have you smile at him that way.

"I'd love to," he smiled back.

“Great! I’ll pick you up at six o'clock. Dress warm, okay?”

“Okay,” he smiled more, wondering what you had in mind.

He got his answer when you showed up at his apartment right on time.

“Oh, wow,” you whispered when he opened the door. He heard your heart rate speed up as you gazed at him. You told him to dress warm, but he still wanted to look his best. “Sorry. I’m staring.”

“It’s okay,” Steve chuckled. You told him to dress warm, but he still wanted to look his best. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m staring, too.”

You looked at your feet with a small smile before you lifted your head again. “I don’t mind.”

The breathy tone in your voice had his heart racing, too. “We should probably get going, otherwise I’ll just stare at you all night,” he teased.

The other dates he had been on had initial awkwardness in the beginning, but he felt none of that when he held out his hand for you. Even through the fabric, he felt electricity crackle between the two of you. Like a natural fit.

“Now, I should warn you,” you began as he led you out of the apartment building. “I kind of deviated away a bit from the normal first date dinner."

“I’m sure whatever you have set up is going to be amazing,” he smiled, giving your hand a small squeeze.

“Thank you,” you smiled. “I wanted to make it something to remember.”

“If I were a better gentleman, I would’ve been the one to plan this.”

“You think I’d make you plan your first date since you’ve been unfrozen?” you asked incredulously as you began to walk again. “Never.”

Steve opened his mouth and closed it just as quickly as you pulled him along the sidewalk. He didn’t have the heart to tell you this wasn’t his first date. Not when you looked so happy.

“Here it is!” you grinned.

A large horse and carriage stood by the curb with a coachman who tipped his hat. The red plush bench had a blanket for extra warmth and Steve noticed a small table with two drinks and a large box across from where they’d sit. He could smell the pizza from where he stood.

It was from his favorite restaurant.

“I thought we could have pizza and drinks while we looked at lights around the city. And there’s a bakery stop along the way so we can have dessert,” you explained as you approached the carriage. “I figured this would give us a chance to talk and see how beautiful our home looks when we’re not fighting to keep it safe.”

Steve didn’t get in right away as his eyes met yours, memorizing how beautiful you looked under the city lights. You held your breath as he stepped closer. He knew you put a lot of thought into this evening. That alone made him feel special.

"But if you hate it, I can-"

“This is incredible,” he said as you breathed a sigh of relief.

“Really? Because your silence made me a little nervous,” you giggled.

Steve held up a hand to stop the coachman from helping you in, wanting to do it himself. “I'm sorry. I’m told I can be a bit stoic,” he joked, settling into the carriage beside you once you got comfortable.

“Didn’t I tell you? This is a stoic free carriage,” you teased.

"If anyone can make me smile, it's you."

He hoped that didn't sound cheesy.

"I like making you smile," you said as the carriage began to move.

The two of you traded stories as you ate and rode through the city. The lights brought warmth to the night sky, but he found himself staring at you more than the scenery. By the time you finished eating the pizza and stopped for warm, freshly baked cookies, he had his arm around you and the blanket over both of your legs.

"So, is this how you pictured your first date?"

"No, I didn't. This is even better," he smiled, brushing a bit of chocolate from the corner of your mouth away with his thumb.

"It is?" you asked, your voice soft as he brought his thumb to his mouth.

"It is," he said, unaware of how enticing he looked as he licked it clean. He bet you tasted just as sweet. "I wish Natasha had set you up with me first."

The longing in your eyes shifted to confusion. "First? What do you mean?" you asked before you nodded in understanding. "I'm not your first date, am I?"

Steve briefly closed his eyes. Shit. He didn't mean to say that. He was a terrible liar though, so he knew he couldn't come up with an excuse.

"No," he said.

"I'm so sorry," you said, picking a bit at the blanket and avoiding his gaze. "That was a really dumb assumption on my part."

"It wasn't dumb," he promised. "I don't exactly go around broadcasting my personal life."

That happened to him enough while he was under the ice and you wouldn't have known.

"It was dumb, but thank you."

He didn't want you to feel bad or embarrassed. "Look at me, please."

It took a moment, but you slowly turned your head toward him. He wanted to kiss the uncertain expression off your face. Leaning in, that's exactly what he did. The brush of his lips against yours was soft and full of promise.

Perfect.

"This is the best date I've ever had," he whispered.

"Our date isn't over yet," you smiled when he leaned in for another kiss.

With your lips against his, he imagined what it would have been like had he taken you out in the 40's. Maybe the two of you would have gone dancing. Any excuse to hold you close like this.

It would be the perfect second date.

Steve deserves something sweet. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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I'm needing it now

Needing it

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger! Reader

Summary: You need some post-mission relief right now, and Bucky is happy to oblige.

Words: 176

Warnings: Smut, thigh riding, fingering, light dirtly talk, Bucky’s thighs of betrayal… need I say more? 18+ only

A/N: Short and sweet today for Day 25 of Kinktober, Thigh Riding, for @the-ss-horniest-book-club. Damn him and his delicious thighs, am I right??🔥 Enjoy, and thank you so much for reading!❤

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“Bucky,” you gasped, keeping your voice low. His thick thigh between your legs, tac pants rough against your bare core. Rough, but so damn good.

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Was this supposed to make me sad or horny? Because I'm really confused

I kinda want to cry, it's so sad!! 😭

But Steve

Kinktober Prompt 16: Sex Pollen w/Captain Hydra

Pairing: Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader Word Count: 3,853 Summary: He wasn’t your Steve, not anymore, but as far as he was concerned? You were his and always would be. Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. Sex pollen. Dub-con. Smut. Angst. Unprotected sex. Dark!Steve Rogers. AU. 18+ only!

A/N: Sooo this may or may not be an AU ficlet from my Harsh Truth series. 👀You don’t need to read that (there’s only one chapter so far lol) for this to make sense, but if you sweat for Captain Hydra!Steve like I do, you may want to! Either way, enjoy! 😘

You never regretted an error in judgment more than you did right now, curled in on yourself, your body on fire, the pain and desperation burning through you so fiercely that you bit straight through your bottom lip until your own blood coated your tongue.

You could blame another long, lifeless week filled with missions and debriefs and training.

Filled with loneliness and sorrow, and the sharp edges of grief.

You were tired. Exhausted, really. A shell of your former self.

A far cry from the agent–and lively woman–you had once been.

You didn’t stop and think that it was strange for a flower delivery to come so late at night. Stranger still that they were just left on your front step instead of a delivery person waiting for your signature.

But you had been so mesmerized by the familiar arrangement and bright splash of colors. You’d cradled the bouquet to your chest, your vision already blurring with tears as you remembered the first time Steve had surprised you with this arrangement, this small gesture of his love for you.

It was like a tortuous form of muscle memory as you held the bouquet close, pressed your face to the soft petals, and breathed in deep.

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Usually not a fan of manipulation but damn Andy can do everything he wants to me

Kinktober Day 10: Fingering w/Andy Barber

Pairing: Andy Barber x Female!Reader Word Count: 3,122 Summary: In the aftermath of the Barber family tragedy, you were just trying to help out, make Andy’s life a little easier, but that’s not what he wanted from you, not at all. Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. Dub con. Soft!Dark!Andy Barber. Smut. Defending Jacob book spoilers. 18+

A/N: Sorry yer girl’s a little late with today’s filth. Hopefully it’s worth it. I think it’s about time I dipped my toes into the world of soft!dark!Andy, no? And liiike he can dip whatever he wants into me, ja feel?! 👀🥴

It started with a text message.

After months of guilt had weighed on you heavily.

Because you had been Laurie Barber’s intern turned assistant for years before everything went to shit.

With her warm and caring nature, she had this way of making you feel more like a friend, sometimes like family, and there was a time when you were constantly in the orbit of the picture perfect Barber family.

And then it had all gone so terribly wrong.

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𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.

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