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Masterlist

My Masterlist

Hey everybody! This is just going to be a collection of my writings so they don’t get lost in the sea of reblogs!

Now, as you’ll see, obviously, I don’t have fics for all of these people yet, but I have lots of wips on the way for you all, and lots of ideas that I haven’t even started writing yet, as well as a mini-series that I’ve started writing and haven’t finished. When I finish it, it will get its own masterlist, and the link will be posted here. As well, I’ll try to update this every time I post a fic, and while this is everyone I have plans for writing, I’ll probably include the Guardians in here at some point too!

You can also request any of these people, and I’ll post when my requests are closing, which is unlikely to happen, and you’ll all just have to deal with me being reallllllllllllllly slow to update and answer requests.

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MCU

Platonic!Avengers

Touchstarved (March 1st, 2022)

You really hate being touched, but when you get sleep deprived around Bucky, will things change?

Crushes on the Red Sea (March 2nd, 2022)

Your period shows up, so you take the day off. When everybody finds out you’ve been harbouring a secret crush, they pester you until you finally tell them.

Crushes on the Red Sea pt2 (February 19th, 2023)

After a few weeks of dating, Bucky reveals to you that he had heard what Peter said but wanted to hear you say it because he figured there was no way you actually liked him. Softness and fluffiness ensue

I Lost My Phone! (July 4th, 2022)

Reader’s ADHD causes her to lose her phone a lot, when the Avengers find out she has specialized ringtones for all of them, they’re obsessed with finding out what they all are. Note: Sam x Reader is mentioned in this fic, but mostly in the background / end.

Bruce Banner

Bruce’s Birthday 2022 (January 4th, 2023)

After a mission where Bruce had to Hulk out, he’s very protective over you from Hulk even though Hulk’s never hurt you. At some point during the fight, the clock hits midnight, signalling the beginning of his birthday, so naturally, after everyone’s calm again, you give him his present.

Bucky Barnes

Bucky’s Birthday 2022 (March 12th, 2022)

When Bucky gets injured on a mission right before his birthday, you help him celebrate in a special way. An embarrassed you and Steve follow.

Taken (January 4th, 2023)

Tony accidentally finds out that you and Bucky are together.

There You Go (May 20th, 2023)

Reader has been wanting a tattoo forever, but has always been too scared to get it done. Her best friends, Natasha and Wanda, convince her to finally go to where they got theirs. There she meets Bucky Barnes, an absolutely gorgeous man with an entire sleeve of tattooos on his left arm, and he’ll be the one doing her tattoo. What has she gotten herself into?

Are You In Here? (IX)

Clint Barton

Clint’s Birthday 2022 (September 20th, 2022)

While dealing with the major threat that Thanos has become, what will you do when you find out that you’re pregnant? What will happen when the Avengers find out?

Loki Laufeyson

Wait For Me (IV)

All Or Nothing (VII)

Sit Down, My Love (X)

Do What You Gotta Do (XXI) (Dad!Loki x Daughter!Reader)

Romeo, Romeo (XXII)

Maria Hill

Maria’s Birthday 2022 (July 24th, 2022)

After 18 months of dating Maria, Natasha realizes that you have no idea when her birthday is, embarassment and cuddles ensue.

Natasha Romanoff

Nat’s Birthday 2022 (December 29th, 2022)

When you get sick trying to make Nat’s birthday perfect, she takes care of you and kisses away every single complaint about her working on her special day.

Peter Parker

Sometimes Life Gets in the Way (April 18th, 2022)

You and Peter, the two youngest Avengers are dating and are ready for your first time to be with each other. When some stuff regarding your parents come to light, things get put off. Especially when you factor in that you’re both starting university.

His Hoodie (July 2nd, 2022)

On laundry day, you’re out of shirts and steal Peter’s hoodie to wear. He might like it more than you originally thought.

Peter's Birthday 2022 (October 17th, 2022)

After being fired from your job, Peter gets you a new one working for Nelson and Murdock. After you burn his birthday dinner, Peter reminds you that you’re going to May’s for a party tonight. After the party, your new boss needs some stitching up after a nasty fight. What a day in the life of Spiderman’s girlfriend, especially on his birthday

You’ve Been Faking It? (I)

But...They’re So Small (XXIV)

Can’t Stop Singing (XXXI)

Pietro Maximoff

Come Take A Break With Me (February 20th, 2023) 

When Pietro realizes that you’e been so busy writing you haven’t taken care of yourself, he convinces you to take a break with him

Slow Down (XI)

Phil Coulson

Phil's Birthday 2022 (October 15th, 2022)

For Phil’s birthday, you decide that you want to spend some time with your husband, so you make a phone call and voila, dinner and dessert for two.

Sam Wilson

Sam's Birthday 2022 (November 10th, 2022)

Sam goes on a run every morning with Steve, and you’re always still asleep by the time he comes back, so he showers and crawls back into bed with you for more cuddles and an early morning nap, this morning, when he comes back, you have a spicy surprise for him.

So Happy Together (XII)

Stephen Strange

Stephen’s Birthday 2022 (November 13th, 2022)

You invite some of Stephen’s friends out for his birthday, after the dinner you take care of your very drunk fiancé.

Steve Rogers

Coming Out (March 18th, 2022)

You decide it’s time for you to come out to the team, even if it means losing everything. 

Steve's Birthday 2022 (October 15th, 2022)

During the aftermath of Steve’s birthday, the answer to a truth or dare questions reveals the birthday boy’s virginity status. Reader lends him a hand (and a mouth, and other things).

Or, when Steve tells the team he’s a virgin, how does the one person he has a crush on, the reader, wind up helping him out?

Come To Me (February 17th, 2023)

3 months after the mission that changed your life, you finally let Steve in to help.

T’Challa Udaku

T’Challa’s Birthday 2022 (July 25th, 2022)

While waiting for Bucky to finish cryo, T’Challa was never as nice to you as he was to Steve. Now that Bucky’s awake, will things change? Note: Reader is Bucky’s sister. (Barnes!Reader)

Thor Odinson

Pure (March 27th, 2022)

After everyone else has failed to lift Mjolnir, you’ve been encouraged to try. How do things change when it turns out you can?

All Or Nothing (VII)

Did I Shock You? (VIII)

Let Me Take Care Of You (XIII)

Tony Stark

Tony’s Birthday 2022 (August 23rd, 2022)

After weeks of not knowing what to get Tony for his birthday, you finally come up with an idea. Spoiler alert, he loves it.

Baby, Come To Bed (XIV)

18 (XXIII)

Wanda Maximoff

Honey, I’m Floating (V)

Stucky x Reader

Two Crushes (VI)

Take A Ride (XV)

Cookies, Music, and Movies; Oh My (XVI)

Take Me Out To The Ballgame (XXXIV)

WinterWidow x Reader

Uh, Guys? (July 31st, 2023)

You get put on a mission with both the infamous Winter Soldier and Black Widow to take down a Hydra base. You get shot and the extraction plan goes haywire but Tony knows a safe house. The only issue? There’s only one bed and you have a massive crush on both assassins.

Headcanons

Headcanon #1 (January 25th, 2022)

Headcanon #2 (January 30th, 2022)

Chris Evans x Reader

Comfort (Uncle!Chris Evans x Niece!Reader)(special request) (November 17th, 2022)

After a fight between you and your dad, you run over to your Uncle Chris’ house only to find that he’s not there. When he gets home, he helps you feel better with some special Evans’ secrets: hot chocolate and Disney.

Seven Minutes In Heaven

Series Masterlist

STRANGER THINGS

Steddie x Reader

You Like That? (August 1st, 2023)

You’ve been dating your two boyfriends for about a year, and the three of you have had sex a few times, but nothing major. However, while they’ve been a little more open about what they want to do, you’ve been hiding one thing from them. Your major praise kink.

You Never? (July 18th, 2025)

Steve and Eddie find out that you've never done anything with anyone and offer to help. Getting into a relationship with them, they slowly help you warm up to doing things.

Just Keep Swimming (XVII)

Steve Harrington x Reader

I Won’t Say I’m In Love (XVIII)

I Haven’t Shaved (XIX)

Eddie Munson x Reader

Baby, You Need A Neck Rub (II)

You’re Sick (III)

I Have Something To Tell You (XX)

Kingdom Hearts

Riku x Reader

Always Been You (XXV)

Axel x Reader

I Just Want You (XXVI)

9-1-1

Evan “Buck” Buckley x Reader

You Like Jazz? (XXVII)

Talkative (XXX)

I’m Just Not Ready (XXXVI)

I’m So Sorry! (XXXVII)

Eddie Diaz x Reader

No Reprieve (XXVIII)

Bat Flip (XXXII)

Buddie x Reader

Me? Stare? Never! (XXIX)

Tier List (XXXIII)

Three’s Company (XXXV)

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

so strange when people assume 'waking up early' means increased productivity bc no??? im awake so i can read fanfic in bed before breakdown

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

BREAKFAST

[warmfigure]

i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

[unlettered-heathen]

reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

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I Do

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, wedding, emotional Bucky Barnes

Before I say I do

The music began.

And suddenly everything felt real.

The guests rose from their seats.

The ceremony fell silent.

Bucky stood at the end of the aisle, hands clasped tightly in front of him.

Waiting.

The doors opened.

His breath caught immediately.

There you were.

For a moment, the entire world disappeared.

The flowers.

The guests.

The decorations.

The music.

Everything.

Until there was only you.

Walking toward him.

Beautiful.

Smiling.

His.

A lump formed in Bucky's throat.

Across the aisle, Steve smiled.

Sam looked entirely too pleased with himself.

Thor was already emotional.

Very emotional.

Bucky didn't notice any of it.

Because he couldn't stop looking at you.

You had imagined this moment a thousand different ways.

None of them came close to the real thing.

Bucky looked nervous.

Overwhelmed.

Happy.

The moment your eyes met, your own nerves eased.

Because no matter how many people surrounded you—

He was still Bucky.

Your best friend.

Your favorite person.

The man waiting for you at the end of the aisle.

Soon you were standing in front of him.

Close enough to take his hand.

Close enough to see the tears already gathering in his eyes.

You smiled.

Bucky laughed softly.

"You look beautiful."

You immediately felt your eyes sting.

"You're not supposed to make me cry before the vows."

"I'm not trying to."

"You're failing."

That only made him smile wider.

The ceremony continued.

Words were spoken.

Promises were made.

Memories were shared.

And before long, it was time.

The vows.

The ones you'd spent weeks writing.

The ones you'd practiced.

The ones you'd rewritten a hundred times.

Yet somehow, standing in front of Bucky, every prepared word seemed insignificant compared to what you actually felt.

The officiant smiled warmly.

"It's time for the vows."

You took a shaky breath.

Then looked directly at Bucky.

"You once asked me what I thought we'd be doing in ten years.

I said we'd have a house.

Maybe a few dogs.

A future we'd built together.

What I didn't say was that none of those things were ever what mattered most.

You were.

You have been my best friend for so long that I can't remember what my life looked like before you were in it.

You're the first person I want to tell when something good happens.

The person I turn to when something goes wrong.

My favorite part of every day.

You have made me laugh when I wanted to cry.

You have believed in me when I couldn't believe in myself.

You have loved me through every version of who I've been.

And somehow, after all these years, you still choose me.

So today, I promise to keep choosing you too.

I promise to stand beside you on the good days and the difficult ones.

I promise to support your dreams.

To celebrate your victories.

To hold your hand through every challenge.

I promise to make our house a home.

To love every dog you inevitably bring home.

To watch movies with you even when you pick the worst ones."

A few quiet laughs echoed through the guests.

You smiled.

"And to remind you every single day how loved you are.

Most of all, I promise that no matter what the future brings, you'll never have to face it alone.

Because you're my best friend.

My favorite person.

My home.

And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life being yours."

By the time you finished speaking, tears were already gathering in Bucky's eyes.

And if the sniffles coming from the front row were any indication, you weren't the only one emotional.

Thor was openly crying.

Steve looked suspiciously close.

Natasha was pretending she wasn't.

Nobody believed her.

Bucky laughed softly as he wiped at his eyes.

"I had an entire speech prepared."

The guests laughed.

"So did I."

"It was good too."

You smiled.

"Was it?"

"Steve helped me practice it."

Steve immediately looked away.

"Sam made fun of it."

"Because it was terrible."

"It was not terrible."

"It was a little terrible."

More laughter spread through the ceremony.

Even the officiant was smiling now.

Bucky looked back at you.

And suddenly his smile softened.

The teasing disappeared.

Leaving only honesty behind.

"And now I can't remember a single word.

Because you're standing here.

And suddenly none of those rehearsed sentences feel important anymore.

What matters is this.

You changed my life.

Not in one big moment.

Not all at once.

You changed it in a thousand small ways.

Movie nights.

Lazy mornings.

Inside jokes.

The way you always know when something's wrong before I say a word.

The way you make every place feel like home.

Somewhere along the way, you became my favorite part of everything.

And I realized I never wanted to imagine a future that didn't have you in it."

Your vision blurred immediately.

Bucky smiled through tears of his own.

"So today, I promise to be the partner you deserve.

I promise to listen.

To support you.

To make you laugh whenever I can.

I promise to love you on the easy days and the hard ones.

To be honest with you.

To trust you.

To keep choosing you over and over again.

I promise to hold your hand through every chapter of our lives."

His voice caught slightly.

But he kept going.

"And when we're old and arguing over which movie to watch, I promise to let you think you're winning at least some of the time."

You laughed through your tears.

Bucky's smile widened.

"You are my best friend.

My greatest adventure.

The best thing that has ever happened to me.

And if I had to live my entire life over again, I would still find my way back to you.

Every single time."

The tears finally escaped.

From both of you.

And from several guests.

Thor wasn't even attempting to hide it anymore.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

You simply stood there.

Hands intertwined.

Eyes locked on each other.

The world around you fading away.

Until there was only him.

Only you.

Only forever waiting just a few words away.

The officiant smiled.

"Do you take James Buchanan Barnes to be your husband?"

You didn't hesitate.

"I do."

The answer came instantly.

The easiest answer you had ever given.

The officiant turned toward Bucky.

"And do you take—"

"I do."

The entire ceremony burst into laughter.

Even the officiant laughed.

"Bucky."

"Sorry."

He wasn't sorry at all.

Not even a little.

You laughed through your tears.

The officiant shook his head fondly.

"Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

Bucky's smile immediately returned.

The biggest one you'd ever seen.

"You may kiss the bride."

You didn't need to be told twice.

Neither did he.

The moment his lips met yours, applause erupted throughout the venue.

Cheers followed.

Someone wolf-whistled.

Definitely Sam.

Possibly Tony.

Maybe both.

You barely noticed.

Because Bucky's hand had found yours.

And neither of you planned on letting go.

The reception passed in a blur.

Music.

Laughter.

Photos.

Food.

Friends.

Family.

Love.

Everywhere you looked, there was love.

And every time you looked across the room, Bucky was already looking back.

Hours later, long after most of the guests had gone home, you found yourselves alone.

Finally.

The venue had grown quiet.

The lights softer.

The world slower.

You rested your head against Bucky's shoulder.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

Neither of you needed to.

Then—

"Husband."

Bucky laughed.

The sound warm and familiar.

"Wife."

You smiled.

"I like that."

"Me too."

His fingers intertwined with yours.

Comfortable.

Easy.

Home.

The way they always had been.

The way they always would be.

And for the first time that day, there was nothing left to plan.

Nothing left to organize.

Nothing left to prepare for.

Just the future.

Together.

Forever.

And somehow, that was even better than the wedding.

TAGS: @jades-reads

[aquaticmercy]

May I pretty please request a short blurb of Bucky with a reader who has an abnormally high sex drive?

Bucky With a Girlfriend Who Has a High Sex Drive

WC 919 (yay I’m getting better at writing shorter fics!)

TW established relationship, super-soldier stamina, very very suggestive

Bucky thought he had a high sex drive.

He had enhanced stamina, enhanced recovery, enhanced everything, and for a while he assumed that meant he was a problem. He wanted you too much. There would be too many mornings where he woke up hard against your thigh, too many nights where kissing you once turned into him pinning you beneath him until the headboard creaked.

He had even warned you when you first started officially dating.

He did it like he was admitting to a terrible flaw instead of looking at you with those beautiful blue eyes and telling you he wanted you all the fucking time.

“I’m not exactly normal about… sex,” he’d said, thumb dragging over your wrist. “The serum changed things. Stamina. Appetite. Um… drive.”

Your mouth had twitched into a smile. “Appetite?”

His ears had gone pink, but he held your stare. “Yeah.”

You had looked him up and down, shameless enough to make his teeth clench.

“Hm,” you’d said. “We’ll see about that.”

Bucky had been so sure. He really thought the serum meant that he’d have to tone it down. 

Then, after months of being friends with benefits, he learned what you were like when you were in a relationship. 

You might have an even higher sex drive.

You’re not exactly louder about it. Sometimes you were sweet. Domestic and barefoot in the kitchen, wearing one of his shirts, humming into your coffee like you hadn’t dragged him in bed three times yesterday.

But then you’d look at him over the rim of your mug.

That look.

Bucky would recognise the mischief in your eyes low in his stomach before you even opened your mouth.

“Buck,” you’d say, soft and sweet.

And he’d groan like a man already defeated.

“Again?” he asked once, voice rough, half laughing into the crook of your neck while you climbed into his lap like the answer was obvious.

You blinked at him, looking at him with innocent eyes and bare thighs bracketing his hips. “Is that a no?”

His hands tightened on your waist so fast it gave him away.

“No,” he said immediately. “No, of course it’s not a no.”

You smiled, smug and pretty, and rocked down against him until his head tipped back against the couch.

Bucky had been tortured, frozen, shot at, thrown through walls.

Nothing humbled him like you wanting him.

You got him messy. Everyone thought Bucky Barnes was disciplined, but you got him undone.

You got his mouth open. You got his hair ruined. You got his metal hand gripping the couch hard enough to make the frame creak while his flesh hand slid between your legs and found you already soaked for him.

“Jesus,” he breathed, forehead dropping to your shoulder. “You’re gonna kill me.”

You hummed, pleased, rolling your hips against him. “I thought you had enhanced stamina.”

His laugh came out broken. “I do.”

“Then keep up.”

His eyes went dark.

“Yeah?” he murmured, and the next second he had you under him, your back pressed into the cushions, his body heavy between your thighs. “That what you want?”

You reached down, wrapped your hand around him and watched his eyes nearly roll back. 

Every time, that was your favourite part.

That ruined, hungry look when he pushed inside you and had to pause like he was praying for control he didn’t have. Not that you even wanted it.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

You smiled against his mouth, moving around him just to feel the shudder move through his whole body.

“Still think the serum makes you special?”

Bucky groaned, dropping his forehead to yours.

Then he started moving.

Slow at first, because he was still your Bucky, because your pleasure was a mission he intended to complete with military precision. But then you hooked your legs around his waist and pulled him deeper, and the sound he made was almost inhuman.

“You’re greedy,” he said, kissing your jaw, your throat, and the corner of your mouth.

“You love it.”

His hips snapped forward harder, and you gasped.

His mouth brushed your ear.

“Fuck,” he admitted, voice low. “I do.”

Boy did he love being wrong about your sex drive. 

He loved that you wanted him past the point of reason. He loved that you could make a super soldier sweat, make his thighs shake, make him press his face into your neck and laugh breathlessly.

He loved dragging you into bed after dinner because he had looked at you too long. Loved waking up to your mouth on his throat and your hand sliding beneath the waistband of his sweats. Loved the mornings where he ended up late because you had tugged him back by the chain of his dog tags and whispered, “One more.”

One more was never one more. Bucky learned that quickly. Not that he would have it any other way.

And every single time, he pretended to complain. He’d groan your name, call you trouble, tell you that you were going to get him fired from the new avengers, as if they could ever afford to fire him.

Still, his hands would already be on your waist, his mouth already open against your skin.

He would already be hard again, heavy and flushed between your thighs, because the truth was embarrassingly simple:

Bucky thought he had a high sex drive. Then he met yours. 

He realised, very quickly, that he had been outmatched.

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Note : I’m supposed to post a John Walker kofi request today, but I'm still unhappy with it so I’m gonna look at it with fresh eyes. Probably going to post that Sunday/Monday now!

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I love rebloging. It’s the adult equivalent of showing everyone the cool rock I just found.

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Hell yeah i do

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REBLOG IF YOU ACTUALLY READ TAGS

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Like to charge, reblog to cast

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I have been waiting all year to post this.

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This has been in my queue for months.

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I missed it last year and I vowed that would NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.

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YES

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omg i didnt reblog this last year!

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I GOT IT WITH HALF AN HOUR TO SPARE

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Hey guys…

Sorry I’ve been so quiet a lot has happened lately and I’m back on ship currently dealing by with an endo flare thought the injection would help it has for the most part but thank you all for still liking and reposting and interacting I see it all!

Love you guys!

[anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount]

Hey bubs! So happy to see you back!

You never have to worry about long absences because we will all be right here waiting for you to come back ☺️

I hope your endo starts to get better and maybe you won't have as many flare-ups

Sending love!♥️♥️

[kikixreverie]

You mentioned abb riding with bucky in one of your nsfw drabbles and now I can't stop thinking about it. That's so HOT

Can we get more on it??

Sweet Distraction

Bucky Barnes x F!reader

Summary - An offered back massage turns into something much more enticing.

Word count - 2.1k

Warnings - Smut (+18), Ab riding, praise kink, swearing. pet-names and soft fluffy!Bucky.

A/n - Holy hell, I haven't posted any fics in over 4 months, 4 fucking months. Honestly I've been so busy and exhausted lately I haven't had the chance to do anything, but hopefully I can finally be back to posting more regularly.

I got this ask a long time ago so I'm very sorry it took me so long to finally write something but here I am. Also this got a lot fluffier than I had anticipated but hey ho.

I would also like to add that I’m not a big fan of this fic, but I’m using it as a small stepping stone to get back into writing and posting. There is more and better stuff coming soon. But enjoy this for now :)

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Bucky was stressed.

After spending practically the whole morning training with Steve, and then the whole afternoon stuck in some pointless 'team meeting', he was very ready to finally retire to his room and spend the rest of the evening in his bed.

Well... Your bed.

You hadn't been official for long, in fact, neither of you had told anyone that you were dating yet, but that's not to say that nobody knew, neither of you were very subtle, especially considering the fact that Bucky hadn't actually spent a single night in his own room, 3 floors below yours, in weeks.

You knew where he was going the instant he excused himself immediately after the debriefing ended, up and out of the stuffy room before you could even blink. So you gave him a few minutes alone before saying goodnight to your colleagues and heading over to your room.

You couldn't hold back the smile that pulled at the corners of your lips when you found him sprawled out on your bed, laying on his front with his arms folded under the pillow he laid his head on.

"Buck, you asleep?" You asked quietly, making sure not to wake him if he was, but he shook his head, mumbling a tired no before turning his head to look at you.

You could see the dark circles under his eyes from the other side of the room, and you frowned at the sight, pouting slightly with furrowed eyebrows as you walked closer to him, crouching beside the bed.

"Hey, love." You whispered, brushing strands of hair away from his face, smiling at the way his eyes fluttered shut for a moment, savouring your touch, "How's it going?"

He sighed, "I'm okay, just had a long day I guess."

You nodded, standing up and walking to your closet to get yourself a comfy change of clothes, unbuttoning your shirt as you went. "Do you want a back massage?"

He paused, watching you with an intense stare as you pulled on a pair of comfy shorts, "No, that's okay, you don't have to-"

"Bucky. I wouldn't be offering if I didn't want to." You interrupted him, pulling on one of his comfy henleys and raising a brow at him, "Would you like one? I'd be happy to."

He hesitated for a few seconds, eyes raking over your form before he finally conceded, nodding as he buried his head further into the pillow, "Yes please."

You shook your head in amusement and walked back to the bed, sitting beside him and gently placing your hand on the middle of his back, "Could you take this off please?"

He nodded again, reaching over his shoulder to pull the cotton shirt over his head before tossing it aside, and you felt your mouth go dry at the sight.

He shivered when you pressed your palms to the warm bare skin of his back, the muscles at his shoulders rippling with the movement, his arms both lifted to rest his head, skin and silver metal alike.

It was then that you realised that giving him a proper back massage, whilst being stood beside your bed, that was much shorter than you'd ever noticed, would be more difficult than you had anticipated, so you stood silently for a while, trying to work out the logistics in your head.

"Could I- urm..." You hesitated, heat flooding to your cheeks despite the fact that you'd been sharing a bed with this man for almost a month now.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asked, turning his head to face you, his cheek resting on the back of his flesh hand.

You froze for a second before nodding with a small smile.

"I was just wondering if I could...uh... sit on you?" You asked, a sheepish look on your face when he raised his eyebrows, "It would be a lot easier since the bed is kinda short and you're-"

"Absolutely you can, doll." He answered with no hesitation as he laid his head back down, a stupid smirk on his face.

You rolled your eyes dramatically as you climbed onto the bed beside him, then hiked your leg over his waist, not-so-carefully settling yourself onto his lower back, your soft, bare thighs pressing against his skin.

You felt as he chuckled lightly beneath you and couldn't stop yourself from smiling along, shaking your head with a grin on your face as you leaned forward and pressed the heel of your palms into his shoulder blades, before kneading upwards, desperately trying to ignore how practically godlike he looked and felt under you.

It was when he let slip a quiet groan that your blushing cheeks grew even hotter, your lip finding its place between your teeth as you used your thumbs to massage down his spine. You could feel the stiff tension in his back unravelling as you continued, his body no longer tense as he relaxed into the mattress.

God, you wished you could see his face right now.

You couldn't help yourself, not when his skin was so soft and warm under your hands, not when he let out a groan far too similar to a rather unholy-sounding moan, and you eventually found yourself leaning down, pressing yourself fully to his back as you kissed the nape of his neck, your lips lingering for a second before you travelled lower, kissing the divot in between his shoulder blades, and then further down his spine.

Each kiss you pressed to his back slow and steady, dusting them along his spine, peppering kisses across his shoulders.

Bucky had fallen silent since the kisses had started, and for a while, you thought that he had fallen asleep, but the pleased sigh that he let out when you inched closer to his neck was evidence enough that he was not.

"Honey." He murmured, voice serious and liquid gold, and you hummed back to him, kissing his right shoulder again, "Sit up."

"Hm?" You replied, doing as he'd asked, but before you knew it he was turning over underneath you, his hands braced on your hips once he had his back to the mattress.

Then he was sitting up with you, his fingers drifting to the nape of your neck as he leant closer, pressing his lips to yours.

You were in action straightaway, fingers against his neck and cheek as you settled yourself onto his lap, kissing him with the same fervour that he kissed you, and you moaned when he coaxed your lips open with his own, his tongue dipping into your mouth to glide against yours.

Falling back onto the bed, Bucky placed his hand on your lower back, pulling you with him and you both laughed when you landed not very gracefully, almost headbutting him as you landed.

Your laugh was quickly cut off though when he wiggled underneath you, getting himself comfortable on the bed, and catching you entirely off guard when he practically grinded his stomach against your core. You gasped at the mouth-watering feeling, freezing in your place.

"You okay there, sweetheart?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed as he eyed your expression. You didn't respond, just sat up on his stomach, heat creeping up your neck.

He glided his hands up your thighs, deft fingers slipping under the henley you wore to grip the soft skin of your waist, just above the band of your shorts, squeezing slightly.

It was still for a moment, Bucky watching you with calculating eyes until without warning, he guided you forward with a gentle roll of your hips, using his grip on your waist to grind you against him and your lips parted, your breath catching in your throat as your hands landed on his bare chest.

"Oh." He whispered, another gentle squeeze to your hips as he realised what had happened, and the mood changed instantly. When you finally gained the courage to look down at him, you found him staring up at you, an eyebrow raised with a small, knowing smirk gracing his lips.

His gaze was intense, eyes boring into yours as you nibbled on your lower lip.

"S'that feel good, honey? That why you've gone all shy and quiet on me, huh?" His voice was so soft, and you desperately wanted to roll your eyes at his teasing words, but instead found yourself rolling them back when he grinded you against him with much more purpose this time, the ache between your legs easing slightly with the friction of him against you. "Open your eyes sweetheart. I wanna look at my pretty girl."

The second your gaze met his, he rolled your hips again, and you instantly fought to close them.

"Open." Bucky reminded you, and you did as he said with a frustrated groan.

"Bucky I-" You cut yourself off with a broken moan, watching the way he slid his tongue across his lower lip to pull it between his teeth, biting down on the soft flesh that you wanted to do the same to.

"I know, doll. I can feel you throbbing on me, sweetheart." He groaned, rubbing his thumbs up and down your waist, before they snuck under the waistband of your shorts, "How 'bout we take these off, huh? I want you to get yourself off on my abs, honey. D'you want that? I know how much you like them. God knows you'd look like a fuckin' angel riding them, doll. Grindin' yourself on me, taking what you need. Can you do that for me, honey?"

You felt yourself melt further and further with each honey-drenched word he uttered, the throbbing in between your legs becoming so distracting that you couldn't help but drag yourself against him without the pull of his hands.

"Fuck. Please Bucky- Need it so bad." You couldn't help but whimper the words.

It took some awkward manoeuvring to get you out of your shorts, but soon enough you were hovering over his bare stomach, wearing nothing but one of his henleys with your heart thrumming in your chest.

"Go ahead, sweetheart. I'm all yours." He moved his right hand from your waist and glided his flesh thumb across your lower lip, noticing your apprehension before he slid his hand to the back of your neck and gently pulled you down to him, kissing you deep and slow, tongue dipping into your mouth and you couldn't help but lower yourself onto his abdomen as you got lost in the kiss, reeling at his groan that vibrated against your lips when he felt how soaked you were.

You rolled your hips against him, moaning into his mouth as the ridges and divots of his abs created perfect friction against your clit, easing you into a rapidly building rhythm.

When you no longer had the focus to kiss him, you sat up so you could look at him instead, your head tilting back as a moan tumbled from your lips.

As your hips sped up, Bucky pulled at the henley you wore, watching you intently as you rushed to help him take it off you, leaving you completely bare over him as he still wore his sweatpants.

"Fuck, sweetheart. You're such a good girl, y'know that? Look so fuckin' beautiful." He purred, showering you in the praise and compliments that only made the elastic band in your abdomen pull tighter, drawing closer and closer to snapping much sooner than you had expected.

Bucky then raised his hand to tease his metal thumb across your nipple, you gasped at the cool temperature of his hand, and with the sensation of his deft fingers twisting the sensitive nub, along with the drag of your clit against his skin, you were being pulled under, heat spreading across your body as you rocked your hips faster against him, your wetness coating his abdomen.

"That's it, baby. So good."

His praise drove you over that edge, your head falling back as your orgasm washed over you, white-hot pleasure spreading through your body in waves as Bucky returned his hands to your hips to help you rock against him when you began to slow down, guiding you through your climax and prolonging it for as long as he could.

You collapsed onto his chest when the orgasm subsided, your forehead resting on his shoulder as you caught your breath, your body thrumming as you came down, and Bucky held you close, watching you like he so often did.

"You're amazing, you know that?" He whispered, and you couldn't help but chuckle, lifting your head to meet his eye, returning his soft smile.

"But I ruined your massage." You joked, giving him an apologetic look which he quickly shook his head at, dragging his fingers up your spine, "Sorry."

"No need to apologise, doll. I appreciate the massage very much, but I could watch you do that all day." He replied, kissing the bridge of your nose.

"All day, huh? Think we could get away with that?" You challenged, and he gave you a wide smirk in return.

"Depends, doll. Are you up for it?" He teased, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, I am. But are you, old man?" You squinted at him, but he only leaned forward and kissed you again, deeper this time.

"Old man, huh? We'll see about that." He mumbled against your lips, the stress of the day forgotten with the beautiful distraction of you and your teasing smile.

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So thoroughly nuked that there isn’t even any record of their original blog url

[ivys-garden]

The Forbidden Knowledge

[bisexual-engineer-girl]

not even any notes. I feel like I’ve stumbled upon a plot-advancing skeleton’s notebook

[separatethingy]

The only Sora that matters

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[theman]

I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

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This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

[secondlina]

Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.

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w-what if potato is actually lucky