Control [1/2]

Control [1/2]

The Pawn

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 4250

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes slowly take each other to pieces – but at what cost?

Warnings: Swearing. Explicit smut. Unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap, thank you), dirty talk, thigh-riding, oral sex (both m/f receiving), face-fucking, orgasm denial, mild choking, some Sub!Bucky, mostly Dom!Bucky, Bucky’s thighs of betrayal, which is an 18+ only warning in itself – but seriously, this fic is 18+ only.

A/N: This is for my beloved baby Gigi @tropicalcap​ for her 4K Songfic Challenge – CONGRATS ON 4K BABY 🖤🖤 Thank the universe for bringing our dumb-asses together – this is a homage to our sins. My prompt was the song, Special Affair by The Internet – I truly hope I did one of your favourite songs justice. This is part I of II, because there’s only so much smut I can handle in one hit.

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He was staring.

The I’m making this too obvious kind of staring.

The I would let you ride me across the Pacific Ocean kind of staring.

And you knew it.

He knew it too and decided it’d be a gentler death to set himself on fire.

Bucky gritted his teeth, shaking his head by way of trying to clear his thoughts, hair coming a little loose from his bun, gaze turned away and yet he could feel your eyes on him. It prickled a strange hold through him, catching his eyes watching you, steady, waiting, a little fierce and blown hot if he was honest. The thought threw a shiver through his spine and it took him a while to notice he was tracing the rim of his glass a little too enthusiastically.

“James, three o'clock.”

Oh, you were at his three o’ clock alright. It’d be his four o'clock and all the other fucking clocks, turning and rolling beneath and over him, through him if he could just get his damn itching, wanting hands on you and swallow that smirk off your pretty face.

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Where You Belong (4)

Curtis Everett x Reader

Synopsis: (Based on Snowpiercer) You are a Forward section passenger who finds herself condemned to the Tail section after offending Wilford. (If you have not seen the film Wikipedia has an excellent synopsis of the plot and characters).

Warning: This is a non / dubious consent work. This story contains violence, explicit smut and adult themes. Please do not take the warnings lightly. You have been warned.

THIS CHAPTER HAS SMUT!!!! (The last one was more plot). 

Curtis stood up and tossed the velvet pouch at you. It hit your chest, falling to your lap like a weight.

“Aren’t you going to put it on?”

“I’d rather not.” 

“Why” Anger and something else laced his voiced. “I’m sure you had no trouble flashing the fucking thing around before. So go ahead, put it on.”

“No.”

He snatched the pouch from your lap. Removing the ring, he grabbed your left hand.  

“I said put the fucking thing on.” 

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Seventy Years || Bucky Barnes x reader - [Prologue]

Seventy Years Masterlist here!

Summary: You were with Steve in the Hydra Valkyrie when it crashed into the Arctic. 70 years later you wake up in an entirely new world and have to find out a few heartbreaking details from your past. It’s hard to find your bearings in the world that’s so different than the one you’re used to and just as you think you finally managed to find your way back, a certain someone unexpectedly returns. But he’s not the guy you used to love.

A/N: I don’t know how many parts this story will have but I’d say maybe about five? It won’t be identical to the movie, promise. I’ll skip the whole S.H.I.E.L.D drama and just focus on Buck.

I’m not sure if I like this part, hope you do though. Let’s see if it gets better lol.

Words: 2080

Warnings: mentions of death and violence (not much though and definitely not very graphic), a lil angsty

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Waking up has never been harder.

It’s not like when you usually slip out of an easy dream right back into reality just within the blink of an eye. No. This time it feels more like having to dig a tunnel with your bare hands through tons of snow in order to reach the surface and fill your lungs with fresh air. It feels like you’re only seconds away from choking even though you’re perfectly able to breathe.

Your eyelids feel heavier than usual and every single muscle in your body is as sore as if you haven’t made use of it in a long time. Adding to that, you have absolutely no idea what happened. There only seems to be useless mud where your brain should be. All you can remember is helping Steve hijack one of Hydra’s Valkyries, and then trying to sort out how to land it. But whatever happened after that is as big of a mystery as your current whereabouts.

Opening your eyes you’re welcomed by way too bright, synthetic light, making you frown. Your eyes burn like fire but you force them open in order to find out where the hell you are.

It doesn’t take too long for you to take in your surroundings since there simply isn’t that much of a surrounding to take in. You’re in a simple little room with mint green walls and friendly looking curtains you instantly feel the need to rip off.

Low music is playing in the background, which you only really notice because of the beautiful wooden record-player in one corner of the room. It has to be brand new since it’s not adding that low rustling sound to the music like your own record player always does. Bucky told you to get a new one ages ago but things got out of hand and music quickly became pretty irrelevant.

Bucky … where’s Bucky?

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Thor’s Kitten

Request:  Hi can I request a dark!thor fic? Something where reader falls asleep in his bed(I imagine it’s the biggest and most comfy and unused cuz it’s Thor). She doesn’t know he’s coming tho and when he finds her he thinks she’s like a welcome back gift. So he uses her until she wakes up. Thank you!

Warnings: Rough sex, Dark!Thor,  Non-con (Please do not read if this offends you), turns into dub con.  

Pairing:  Thor x reader

Words:  2500

A/N:  this is FILTHY!!

It was a stupid chore.  Changing the linens on every royal’s room in the palace even if they hadn’t slept there the night before.  Here you found yourself changing the sheets on Prince Thor’s bed for the twelfth day in a row when he was no where to be found, probably fighting some important battle.  You doubted he was even on Asgard.  

You dropped the clean set of sheets on the chair next to the bed and looked at the flawless mattress.  The gold and red comforter and satin pillow cases looked so inviting.   It was large enough you had to get on your knees and crawl across the thing to get the linens down so you were aware how soft it was.  

A yawn left your mouth.  This was your final task of the day.  You looked down at your blue dress.  You were leaving here to meet up with friends and already changed out of the maid’s uniform.  Managed to freshen up your hair and makeup too.    

You changed early since the servant’s rooms were on the far side of the palace and you didn’t want to walk back after doing this meaningless task.  Nobody was expecting to see you again the rest of the night.  You told your friends you weren’t coming, you could still surprise them a few hours late.  There really was no need to rush.  

Besides, the bed looked so inviting.   Another yawn left and you fell forward, hugging an untouched pillow, spreading out over the massive piece of furniture.  Just a little cat nap, you told yourself as you drifted off.  

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“That was a battle for the ages.”  Loki took off his helmet as they walked into the palace.  

“Another victory for Asgard.”  Thor ran his fingers through his locks.  “One that must be celebrated.”  

He looked to his comrades.  They all looked exhausted.  Lady Siff shook her head.  

“None of you want to play?”  Thor turned to look at them, holding his arms up.  “Surely you have the spirit for celebration brother?”  

“I’m having a kitten sent to your room.”  Loki laughed.  “That way you will always have something to entertain yourself, since none of us can keep up.”  

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Thank goodness she’s preggo. Now he can’t dispose of her.

tapestry 👑 XXXII

Warnings: dark elements, dub/noncon (blood, death)

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The reader must turn the tables.

Note: Alrighty, so I’m pretty sure this is the second last chapter and I know y’all don’t want it to end but I’ve figured it out and I’m gonna tie it up as neatly as it can. Thanks for reading and supporting this adventure. Hope you enjoy.<3

Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply! Love ya!

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The last day in Brook’s End. A rare summer storm poured down on the castle. You watched the rain from your window as you sat in the stone frame. You had spent much of the day with your ladies. It was the usual tedium of needles and gossip though you could barely focus as your mind slipped back to the chapel; to Bucky’s lips; to the king’s desk. 

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Snowed In

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary - Between a huge fight with Tony and a freak Nor'easter, your Christmas plans are ruined, but are they really?

Warnings - Fluff…probably a curse word or two

Word Count - 2.9K

Notes - This is just a bit of Christmas fluff I wrote a few years ago! Enjoy! 

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As you stood in the long line of people in the crowded airport, you thought back to November 1st when you’d had such high hopes for this Christmas season.  You’d been so excited for all of the Christmas movies and shopping and decorating and snow!  You knew you’d be going back home for the actual holiday, but the thought of snow covering the city and making the lights glow just a little bit brighter had made your heart so happy.  Then everything had fallen apart, all because of Tony Stark.

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