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Masterlist

Hello all! I wanted to kind of make an easy access spot for my writing so... Masterlist! I don't have much going on but Do I Know You? is pretty consistent. If I get a wild hair and write something else I'll have it here. Also, I am cross-posting on AO3 under Kandy2002 if that's how you would rather read.

Do I Know You? (Jason Todd x Reader)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

One Shot

No Christmas?

Updates: Nothing in the works. Only Do I Know You?

[navybrat817]

Steve Rogers Masterlist

Steve Rogers x Reader Divider by my Shameless Hoe Sis, @stargazingfangirl18​. * NSFW/Explicit Content - 18+ Please! ~ TW: Non-Con 

Ongoing Series

Not Your Forever (Relationships: Steve Rogers/Reader, Clark Kent/Reader) - In Progress

Summary: Steve Rogers made a choice…and it wasn’t you. Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5  Added 1/25

Ready or Not *~ (Relationships: Steve Rogers/Reader) - In Progress ( 18+ Please!!! )

Summary: You were certain that Steve Rogers would never want you. How could you possibly live up to Peggy Carter? You had no idea that the Captain had plans to make you his…whether you’re ready or not.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 Added 1/25

One Shots, Drabbles & Imagines

Welcome Home * Summary: Being the wife of Steve Rogers can be lonely at times. After a fight with a friend while he’s away, you feel more lonely than ever. Somehow, your husband knows it’s time to come home. Last Dance for Me Summary: Steve doesn’t see Peggy in his vision in Ultron…he sees you. Nowhere Else * Summary: Steve reminds you what happens when you don’t listen to his rules.

Captain’s Orders *

Summary: Mission or not, Steve needs some relief with his best girl. 

Merry Little Christmas *~

Summary:  As you celebrate your first Christmas with Steve, you realize you’re losing your will to fight.

Power Struggle *

Summary: Silver Fox Steve holds all the cards…or does he? Coming Soon Hail Hydra *~ Summary: When the reader discovers that Captain America and STRIKE’s Commander actually work for HYDRA, she tries to warn S.H.I.E.L.D….only to realize they’ve got her right where they want her.

100 Word Drabbles Stolen Moments Your Captain *~(implied) Attempted Escape *~(implied) One More *~ Your Daddy *~ Your Daddy - Part 2 *~ Hunted *~(implied) Watcher * Returned Hush *~ Princess * Tasty *~ Competition *~(implied)

[smol-and-grumpy]

Legally Yours Masterlist

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean Winchester tops the list of hottest entrepreneurs 2020 and yet, there’s still something he wants but can’t have because, in order to get that, he would have to settle down and get married. She agrees too quickly because she wants to secure a more comfortable life for her and her daughter. Will she be able to help Dean get what he wants without losing herself in the fake story they spin up to deceive his father and the world?

Warnings: Slow build, slow burn, fake dating AU, angst, fluff, smut. Chapters will be warned individually

A/N: This series will start posting on 01/01/21. Send me an ask if you want to be tagged :)

Series beta’d by: @deanwanddamons​ <3

Masterlist art by: @winchest09​ <3

Ch. 01 ~ Ch. 02 ~ Ch. 03 ~ Ch. 04

Ch. 05 ~ Ch. 06 ~ Ch. 07 ~ Ch. 08

Ch. 09 ~ Ch. 10 ~ Ch. 11 ~ Ch. 12

Ch. 13 ~ Ch. 14 ~ Ch. 15 ~ Ch. 16

Ch. 17 ~ Ch. 18 ~ Ch. 19 ~ Ch. 20

tbc

[auty-ren]

Tainted Heart: Masterlist

Chapters:

Preview

Chapter 1: The Meeting 

Summary: What happens when a stranger seeks refuge in your home? Bruised and bloodied you wait as he rests, wondering what kind of life he led, and why a seemingly dangerous man would carry such precious cargo.

Chapter 2: The Agreement

Summary: Your whole world is wrapped around the finger of a curious child, and while he makes a home in your heart, you wonder if his father is just as sweet as he is. Maybe you’ll be alone long enough to find out.

Inspiration:

Outlaw!Din Art by @keethus-arts​

Playlist (created by me)

‘Tainted Heart’ tag

[aerynwrites]

Cin Vhetin {Part 1}

Clan Leader!Din Djarin x Fem!Reader AU

Gif by @bestintheparsec

A/N: This AU was inspired by this fanart by @steviefett! I loved this piece so so much and have seen so many amazing stories on here centered around the Clan Leader Din AU and wanted to make my own story! I hope you all enjoy, as this is the longest I’ve spent on something in some time and I’m truly happy with the results. Thank you to @princessbatears for reading over this for me! <3

Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings: Arranged Marriage (but kinda? bc it’s all consensual and not forced lol), angst, fluff.

Cin Vhetin - fresh start, clean slate - lit.  white field,  virgin snow -  term indicating  the erasing of a person’s past when they become Mandalorian, and that they will only be judged by what they do from that point onwards

You were just a child when the Mandalorians came.

You watched from the small window of the attic you and your parents were hiding in as they came tearing through the town. They didn’t come here for you though. Not like the stories you had heard growing up. The stories that Mandalorians were nothing but savages - hunting and preying on the weakest for a quick credit. No…They saved you. They destroyed the patriarchy that had held your home in an iron grip for centuries. Slaying the oppressors and setting you all free.

You heard your parents talking several weeks later over supper. Surprise in their voices at the fact that they didn’t take over your small village. They thought your village had taken a risk asking the clan of Mandalorians for aid and protection. However, after striking a seemingly win-win scenario for both peoples, you were left with benevolent leaders through the Mandalorians. In exchange for their protection and benevolent governing…all your village had to do was help provide. No slaves, no pillaging, no killing. They didn’t even live in the village with you. Instead, they built their own small community just a few short miles away. Close enough to come to your aid, should anything happen, but far enough away that you honestly forgot about them from time to time. It has been a peaceful existence in every sense of the word.

Until recently.

You have grown into adulthood since then. Yet, despite all the Mandalorians have done and continue to do, there are still those who look down upon the Clan close by. You fight to bite your tongue as a small group of men do nothing but spit scathing words about the people who liberated your home. You find it’s easier to ignore them if you continue to strike the orange metal beneath your hammer, the shrill sound of metal meeting beskar fills your ears instead of their foul lies.

Your father never had a son. And when the mandalorians came and discovered your father could forge and reform beskar…he needed someone to help him. Only a select few in the entire galaxy could forge the rare steel, and with the increase in demand, a hammer was placed in your hand as a teenager. Much to your mother’s chagrin.

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[winchest09]

First Dates

Title: First Dates

Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader (AU)

Word Count: 6143 (I seriously like to write ok?)

Summary: Dean had watched you go on bad date after bad date, always being the one to pick up the pieces and bring a smile to your face. Always putting his own feelings for you on the back burner. Until now…

Rating: 15+

Warnings: Fluff, couple of swears, fluff. Just tooth rotting fluff fluff fluff. 

A/N: Ok so this is my entry for @foreverwayward ‘s 500 follower challenge! Congrats on the followers sweetness

The quotes I chose were “If you don’t mind, i’d like to stop listening to you” & “That’s what she said” These will be outlined in bold.

A/N/N: I am also combining this with my card for @spndeanbingo ! Square Filled: First Date

ALSO: Big shout out and lots of love to my absolutely amazing beta @negans-lucille-tblr I’m a pain in the ass and she still loves me…no idea why. Thank you babe <3

Any mistakes are my own. Disclaimer: the above gif is not mine (thanks google). 

If you like it, please reblog or leave feedback. It’s my fuel and keeps me going! <3 Main Masterlist

Let me know what you think!

The sound of gentle footsteps behind him was the first thing that made Dean stop working, the smell of lunch being the second. Bringing his head up from under a rusted car hood, he wiped the oil off his hands onto the already dirty rag which had been tucked into his back pocket. Turning around, he had a brown take out bag shoved playfully into his chest.

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[talesmaniac89]

Awh this was perfect! 

Just the kind of dose of fluff I needed with my morning coffee before settling down to work. I love all the descriptive work and how Dean looks at her. The kiss was perfect! You described it all so perfectly I could picture every small movement! 

I also adore Benny, so I happy squealed from hearing he was there working with Dean!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Thank you for making my morning a thousand times better with fluff!

[winchest09]

Thank you so much sweetness!

I’m so glad you enjoyed it! This really made me smile! Yes, I adore Benny too. He just fits so well in a Mechanic AU hahaha. We all need a bit of Dean fluff every now and again!  

Thank you for reading and reblogging babe <3 

[itsme-autumn]

Break-In  |  part 2

Author: @itsme-autumn Pairing: William “Ironhead” Miller x Reader Warnings: none

Part 1

Benny whips the car around the corner. “What’s the plan here, man?”

Will opens the glove box, pulling out the glock he knows Benny keeps there. “I’m going straight to the bedroom, that’s where Y/N is. We don’t know how many there are, so you check the rest of the house.” He releases the clip, making sure it’s loaded before sliding it back in. “You got another one of these in here?”

Benny points his thumb to the back “Shotgun.”

“She’s the priority, Benny. If anything happens–”

“Don’t go there. She’s fine.”

Will is out of the car before its fully stopped. He rushes through the front door and barrels up the stairs–not giving a shit about surveying the area like he normally would.

The hallway is silent, making Will’s stomach turn. Gun raised, he makes his way to the bedroom. Propped up the doorway, is a man–or boy rather–that can’t be older than 20 years old with a gunshot wound in the middle of his chest. 

His breathing is labored, barely conscious, and he’s bleeding out. Will knows he won’t make it. Will scans the rest of the room and feels his own breathing stop when he sees you.

You’re lying on the floor, pale, not moving.

There’s a large pool of blood surrounding you.

No.

Will can’t process what he’s seeing.

No.

He was too late.

No.

Footsteps echo down the hallway, bringing Will out of his frozen state. He whips around, pointing his gun in the direction of the noise.

“Will?” Will lowers his weapon at the sounds of his brother’s voice. Benny comes into view, taking in the scene. He doesn’t say anything, there’s nothing he can say.

The intruder, still slumped over in the doorway, lets out a cough. Rage bubbles inside Will. Before he can think it through, before Benny can talk him down, Will storms toward him, raises his gun and fires three bullets into his head. 

Blood splatters on Will’s face, which is contorted in an almost savage expression. Benny reaches forward to take the gun out of Will’s shaking hand. “It’s done, brother.”

Then both brothers hear it.

A gurgling cough is heard from across the room. 

Will’s head jerks around at the noise and he sees the slightest movement in your chest. At once he’s kneeling on the ground next to you, “Y/N? Y/N!?” Frantic desperation in his voice.

Will vaguely hears Benny on the phone with 911 behind him.

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A/N: And here’s part 2! Let me know what you think!

Will Tag List: @calirindo @leapingoveroblivion @curly-minnie @melissataggart87 @mrsjaxtellerfan @kitkat-589 @soldierfirstclasszeldafair @captainfreecandyvan @lokilvrr @posiemax @sargesbestgirl​

[captainfreecandyvan]

[itsme-autumn]

Fallen

Author: @itsme-autumn​ Pairing: William “Ironhead” Miller x Reader Warnings: none Prompt: “Breathe, Just Breathe” 

“This is so much fun, we should do this more often, guys.” Benny says, laying on the ground, his voice muffled from his hat on top of his face.

Everyone just sighs. Sweaty and exhausted from the botched mission.

“How far to the pickup spot, Y/N?” Pope asked.

Wanting to be sure before you answer, you hoist yourself up from the rock you’re resting on to get a better view of your surroundings. You walk to peer over the nearby cliff’s edge and pull out the map. “If we follow the river, it should get us pretty close, i’m guessing we’ll be there by tomorrow night.”

“Y/N, be careful over there, we don’t know how stable these cliffs are.”

You turn to scold Will, but the back of your heel slips off the rock so fast you can’t catch yourself in time and you’re falling before you or the guys can do anything about it.

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[captainfreecandyvan]

Be still my heart

[itsme-autumn]

Artists Make The Best Lovers

Author: @itsme-autumn​ Pairing: William “Ironhead” Miller x Reader Warnings: swearing, smut Prompt: using Will as your nude model

“Will, I have to, it’s for my class.” You huff. He’s overreacting. 

“I don’t like it.”

You lay your head on the kitchen table, exasperated. “And What? You think I’m excited to stare at some random’s guy junk for a few hours? It is what it is. It’s art. It’s completely professional.”

Will’s jaw ticks. “You have no say in who? They just pair you with some perv?”

You perk your head up as an idea pops into your head. Will probably won’t like it much better. “No, actually. I can pick my model if I want. If I’m…” You look him up and down and bite your bottom lip. “…inspired.”

Will looks at you confused for about three seconds and then deadpans.

“No.”

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[captainfreecandyvan]

I need a Will in my life!

[captainfreecandyvan]

Girl Fight

Ben Miller x sister-in-law! reader

Will Miller x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fighting

Summary: Will is away so Ben spends some time with his favorite sister-in-law

Word count: 935

I do not own any of the characters, movies or shows mentioned 

Your brother-in-law Ben decided to keep you company this weekend while Will was away. He was due back this evening, so you and Ben were binge watching the Golden Girls. You got up from the couch and headed for the kitchen to make some popcorn.

“Don’t even think about changing the channel Ben.” You yelled out as you placed the popcorn into the microwave.

“Wouldn’t dream of it Y/N/N!” Ben said with an eye roll. All weekend long you two spent bickering on who had control of the tv, and you a had a feeling it was about to come to a head.

As the microwave beeped you thought you heard the unmistakable sounds of the fight that was on tonight. Narrowing your eyes, you dumped the popcorn into the bowl grabbed it and marched into the living room.

“BEN! What are you doing!” you yelled causing the special forces man to jump. Bashfully setting the remote on the coffee table, Ben turns to you. 

“Aw, come on Y/N, we have been watching what you wanted to all weekend, can we please, please watch the fight?” He begs you with a look that would make most women give in. You weren’t most women; you were married to a Miller.

Snatching the remote from the table, you switched it back to your show. Setting the popcorn in between you two on the couch, you took your seat.

“Ben, I let you watch whatever you wanted to this morning, it’s my turn,” pulling your blanket over your legs, you turn to him.

“Besides, if you want to watch the fight so bad,” shrugging your shoulders, “you can always go home.” You have been hinting at Ben to go home all evening, but he wasn’t catching on. The hat must be on his head to tight.

He threw his hand up to his chest, “and leave you all alone, I wouldn’t dare!” Settling back on the couch, “What would Will think? I did promise him I would keep you company until he got home.” He said with a smirk.

Rolling your eyes, you got comfortable and grabbed a handful of popcorn, trying to tune Ben out.

“Y/N... Y/N, hey Y/N/N.”

“What Ben,” you snapped turning your head to look at him.

“Well if you’re going to be mean about it,” he mutters crossing his arms like a petulant child. You were starting to get exasperated with his antics. Ben sighs loudly and throws his arms across the back of the couch and throws a leg up on the coffee table.

You ignore him. When that doesn’t get the effect he was hoping, he starts picking up popcorn piece by piece and tossing them at you.

“Ben will you please stop!” You let out a disgusted sigh as you pick popcorn out of your hair.

“This show is stupid though,” he grumbles setting his foot down, “and I’m bored.”

“The show is not stupid it’s funny.” You dump the popcorn onto the table, as Ben pouts. “Besides if you’re that bored go do something productive.”

“Like what?” Ben snaps, “be bored to death from this show?”

 “Ben…” you start to interrupt, but he continues.

“Who really wants to watch a show about a bunch of old ladies trying to get laid, I mean ones a complete idiot, the other is a giant sasquatch, the other is clearly a whore, an..”

“BEN,” you screamed interrupting him, “you are one insult away from starting a war.”

Turning to look at you with a serious expression, “I…HATE..Sophia.”

And that was how the fight started.

The popcorn bowl went flying as you tackled Ben off the couch. Arms and legs (and hat) were going in every direction as you tried to get a good grip around Ben’s head. You could swear you heard a high pitch squeal come from Ben as you pinned him down. It was at that moment the front door opened with neither one of you noticing.

When Will walked in it was to the sight of you sitting on Ben’s back with your legs over his shoulders and your hands wrapped around his forehead, screaming “TAKE IT BACK! YOU TAKE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!”

“Y/N!” Shouts Will, “what the hell is going on!”

“WILL!” surprised you let go of Ben’s head, which immediately smacks the floor. Will helps you up and takes in your and Ben’s disheveled appearance.

Will turns to you, “why is he bleeding?”

“Because he’s an IDIOT” you shout pointing at Ben who sticks his tongue out.

Will rubs the bridge of his nose, “I didn’t realize that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from their nose.”

Still glaring at Ben, “I heard it’s a new phenomenon.”

Standing up Ben decides to put in his two cents, “SHE started it, she hit me first!”

“NO, you said you hated Sophia!”

“Well you didn’t let me watch the fight!” “You had the tv all morning!”

“STOP!” Will throws his hands up between the two of you. “I don’t care what happened, apologize now.” He hisses

Ben hangs his head before looking up at you, “I’m sorry Y/N, I shouldn’t have said that I hated Sophia.”

You step closer to Ben who is standing in the doorway that leads to the hall, “Ben I’m sorry, that I’m not sorry that you’re an IDIOT!” You yell shoving him into the wall. Storming to your bedroom and slamming the door. Getting up Ben turns to Will, “Y’know, that’s not what an apology sounds like.”

Shaking his head Will starts walking down the hall, “she totally kicked your ass.”

[abaddonwithyall]

Say You Will (Truth Hurts Part 6)

Summary: Reader has a run in with the most prominent home designer and contractor, Dean Winchester, but can she move past her own insecurities to finally let love in? With the help of Dean and her friends, Meg, Roe, and Candace, maybe she too can realize just how beautiful she really is. Find out as we travel through this multi-part series.

Enjoy the rolling playlist here!!

Truth Hurts Series Master Page Here!!

A/N: I went with a chubby reader, because its what I identify with, but lets be real, we all face our own body issues in one way or another. This fic is to show just how beautiful all of us are, in our own Lizzo way. Make Lizzo proud.

@manawhaat​​  @winchester-writes​​ , and then of course my Megs @sometimes-iwritee​​

Tags: @mrswhozeewhatsis @flamencodiva , @spnbaby-67, @pada-ackles , @jamielea81 , @akshi8278 @blu-eyed-devil @fandom-princess-forevermore @estillion14 @deans-baby-momma  @hillface89 @hazel-eye-coffee-shop-girl-blog @perpetualabsurdity @thefaithfulwriter @traceyaudette @evelynfreakinaddams @iwillprobablybechangingthislater​ @aworldwideapart @chances-and-miracles

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Chubby Reader x Dean

Words: 8,125

Warnings: Smut of all kinds, language, body image issues, drinking. NSFW Text 18+

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[captainfreecandyvan]

Dude! You are killing me😭

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Your Grace, part 1

Characters: Arthur Pendragon x OC

Summary: Arthur tries to deal with new responsibilities and the court.

Warnings: none (yet)

Important: Gifs are not mine. This King Arthur is based on Guy Ritchie’s Arthur in King Arthur: Legend of The Sword.

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Anonymous asked...

hey... I love your imagines!! I don't know if you taking request but if you are can u do one where y/n were part of the team on triple frontier and they're going to ask for y/n help and also Ben has a thing for y/n?? Thanks!!!

❤️❤️❤️ I hope you like this, even though it leans toward mildly smutty. I also have a similar idea here, here and here, if you want to read more 😘

Mild smut and a *coughcough* tied up Benny ahead.

Tagging some Benny lovers, sorry to call you out @miller-benny @calirindo @bluestarego

“You’re right,” Redfly says, rubbing his chin as he stares down at the map they’re using to plan the mission. “I think Y/N is the best person for this—she get can behind the lines undetected and help us through without anyone knowing she’s there.”

Will nods in agreement, tracing a line on the map and pausing in a specific spot. “This looks like the best entry point. Y/N could sneak past those guards, no problem.”

“The real problem,” Pope cuts in, “is that Y/N is on a vacation and she purposely didn’t tell anyone where she was going. I mean, has anyone even heard from her?”

Will glances over at Pope and reaches up to rub his neck uncomfortably. He lets out a heavy sigh with a small tilt of his head. “I might know how to get in touch with her.”

You’re in the middle of appreciating Benny’s bare chest when the phone rings. You don’t usually get to explore Benny this thoroughly, tracing your tongue along his ribs and feeling him alternately shiver and moan with excitement under your touch.

Usually, you think, it’s the other way around and Benny just happens to have a cable tie or scarf tucked away neatly for whatever opportunity might present itself, and since you tend to enjoy yourself as Benny moves swiftly to all his favorite parts of your body, you really don’t have any reason to complain.

It just so happens that today Benny lost a bet, which means you’ve traded places and now Benny’s the one tugging at the silky material you used to tie him to the bed as you hover over his warm skin and mentally list all of the things you can do to him.

Answering the phone, you think as your hand trails down his hips lightly, is the last thing you’re going to do.

If only it would stop ringing.

“Good lord,” you groan against Benny’s chest. “Who’s calling you now?”

Benny takes a deep breath and wishes you would just keep trailing your hands a little further down his body. “Who the fuck cares? We’re busy. Keep doing that thing with your hands.” Please. Benny has determined not to beg during this encounter.

Well, he thinks, not outloud, anyway.

The phone keeps ringing.

“I can’t concentrate with all that noise.”

“Just turn the ringer off,” Benny replies, trying not to sound desperate.

He’s not desperate, he reminds himself. He just has urgent needs that require your attention.

“I can’t just turn the ringer off,” you huff. “What if there’s an important call?”

It takes a lot of Benny’s concentration not to shift underneath you so your hand falls more closely to his cock. Or your mouth. He’s not picky which, if he’s honest, but dammit, he wants one of them there right now.

“What could possibly be important right now?” Benny asks, irritated that his needs aren’t being met.

He’s not going to beg, though, Benny reminds himself. He has his standards. That’s not going to happen.

You growl in annoyance and decide to push yourself up from Benny just as he’s making his desperate move to get you to touch him—amove that’s lost on you entirely as you reach across to the bedside table and pick up Benny’s phone, looking at the screen with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s Will.”

“That’s nice, Y/N. Now, if you don’t mind, could you just—what are you doing?” Benny scowls as you move to answer the call.

“Well, he’s called twice already. He’s just going to keep calling.”

“Y/N, don’t press that—hey, Will. My brother. Big bro. What’s up?” You’ve never seen Benny so awkward as he talks into the speaker phone and glares at you at the same time. You try not to smile as tied up, naked Benny tries to sound casual while you hold the phone out for him.

“Benny?” Will sounds confused on the other line—probably, Benny thinks, because he sounds like an idiot.

He’s going to get you back for this.

“Everything okay?” Will asks.

No, Benny thinks, as he glares at you. It’s not okay. It’s far from okay. Benny watches you hold the phone, a small smile tugging at your lips as you set it down next to his head and lean down on top of him, letting your curves rest generously against his body.

His long, hard body that’s currently straining to maintain control as you smile up at him innocently and trace circles over his hip with your hand.

“It’s great—” Benny’s voice gets a little higher pitched at the end as your fingers brush against his cock and pull away quickly. Benny’s never given you such a hard look.

You love it.

“Right.” Will decides he’s better off not knowing on the other end of the line and brushes right past Benny’s odd behavior. “Look, have you seen Y/N? We’re planning the mission and we’re going to need her.”

“Why—” Benny pauses and bites back a moan as you reach out and stroke your fingers down his length in an exaggerated, teasing motion. “Why would I know where she is?”

“Because I know you two have been sneaking off together,” Will replies impatiently, his disapproval clear in his voice.

“What?” Benny has a hard time pretending to be surprised when you pull yourself closer to his cock and let your tongue tickle across the tip.

“You and Y/N,” Will says insistently. “You’ve been sneaking off together.”

“No, we hav—” Benny’s voice trails off into a sharp breath as you close your mouth around his cock and let your lips drag down it.

“I’m not going to argue with you, Benny, I just want to know if you can get in touch with her.”

Fuck, Benny thinks, he can get in touch with you alright. He’ll do just about anything when you—he groans as you pull away and look up at him with wet lips, your eyes wide with innocence.

Oh, Benny thinks, he’s definitely going to you get back for this.

“I’m probably going to regret this, but,” Will pauses to sigh, “what just happened?”

“Nothing hap…” You pump your hand up and down his cock and Benny can’t decide how to enjoy it and not let Will know what’s happening at the same time. “Happened. I was just…fuuuuck….” His eyes drift closed when you move your hand and take him in your mouth again, sucking lightly.

“Benny…” Will’s growing impatient and frustrated—and deeply confused that he’s probably hearing something he doesn’t want to—on the end of the call. “Just call me back when you hear from Y/N. We don’t have a lot of time to plan this and we need to get it right. Can you handle that?”

Benny’s only half listening to the call as you pump your mouth up and down his cock, taking ragged breaths with your every move.

He couldn’t respond if he tried.

“Benny?” Will asks sharply.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“Benny?”

“Fuck, fuck, yes, fuck, yes….fuck…”

“Benny, I’m hanging up,” Will warns, waiting for some proper response from his little brother.

Benny’s too caught up in your mouth on his cock, your tongue moving against him, to even acknowledge his brother anymore.

“Oh, fuck, yes…”

Will growls and hangs up. Benny tenses and holds on to the restraints that he could break if he really wanted to, his body shuddering as he nears release and—“What the fuck?” You pull away quickly, lips and chin a mess of saliva from your work with Benny’s cock.

You blink dramatically a few times. “Well…” You make a pouting face. “Whenever I’m in this position, and I want to cum, you make me say please.”

Well, fuck. He’s not going to beg, Benny reminds himself. He’s not going to beg. He’s not going to beg.

You tease a few down his cock, swollen with need, and Benny loses track of that little mantra of his.

He’s not going to...he won’t...he doesn’t… “Fuck, Y/N, please.”

Your fingers ghost against the tip of his cock and you give him a considering expression. “Please?”

Fuck, Benny thinks, really? He huffs and feels his long bangs shift a little on his forehead. “Please…” Oh, hell, Benny thinks. If it gets your mouth back on his body, he’ll beg.

He’ll just do about anything you want him to, he thinks.

He’d do anything for you.

What a strange thing to realize right now, Benny thinks.

“Please, Y/N,” Benny looks up and pleads with you. “Please make me cum.”

You can’t help but get caught up in the soft look on Benny’s face, his brown eyes somewhere between adoring and pleading and desperate. He’s taking slow breaths as he gazes up at you. You glance down at his cock, erect and ready, for a long moment, before looking back to those perfect brown eyes and pushing yourself up. You climb up the bed quickly and move to straddle his waist, letting your legs settle on either side of him and lowering yourself onto him gently, watching that blissful look on Benny’s face as his cock slides into your pussy.

“Fuuuuuck…..”

[captainfreecandyvan]

[itsme-autumn]

Coming to Terms

Part 2

Author: @itsme-autumn​ Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x Reader Warnings: possible trigger for violence/sexual assault, swearing

Part 1

The silence on the drive home was not the comfortable kind that you and Will often shared. He spared a concerned glance at you every chance he could take his eyes off the road, not pushing you to say something, but hoping you would. 

Every instinct in Will’s body–both as a soldier and a man who wanted nothing more than to keep you safe–told him to turn the car around find that motherfucker. He hadn’t formed a plan much beyond that point, he didn’t have enough information–yet, but he still thought it was a pretty good plan. He’s betting he could get Benny in on it. Fish, too. 

That would have to wait though. 

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[kellyn1604]

All that Glitters

Follow Up to Somebody to Love 

Characters- Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary- You finally meet the man of your dreams. But nothing is as it seems.

Word Count- 4.5 k

Warnings- Stalking, non-con/dub-con, explicit smut, a bit of a size kink

Sitting on a park bench, you stared the unfolded map in front of you, turning it this way and that, not sure which way you were facing or where exactly your location actually was.

“How did people live this way?” you muttered, trying to orient yourself.

A shadow fell over the map, blocking the sun. “Need any help?” A man stood over you in a tight grey t-shirt and navy track pants clinging to his muscled physique.

You were staring, you could feel it but were helpless against the man standing before you. Steve Rogers, Captain America himself, was actually speaking to you.

“Sorry to bother you. You looked lost.” He turned to leave.

“No, wait!” you called out to him. “I am. Lost that is.  I can’t make heads or tails out of this thing.”

He smiled and sat down next to you. “You know, most young people nowadays use their phones for this sort of thing.”

Fishing around in your purse, you pulled out your phone, shattered screen and all. “I can still make calls using voice command, but it’s pretty much worthless for anything else.”

“Ah, I see. You could hail a cab,” he suggested.

“I’m trying to save money for a new phone. I figure I’ve got two legs might as well make use of them.”

He nodded. “And where were your legs going to carry you?”

“There’s a museum somewhere around here. I heard it’s really good, and I’ve been dying to see it since I moved here.” You lifted the map once more, squinting at lines and tiny lettering.

“Well since you’re holding that map upside down, there’s really only one thing to do. I’m going to have to take you there myself.” He placed his hand on his knees, pushing himself up off the bench.

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[captainfreecandyvan]

Oh my

[ablogforyoungmommys]

While sitting in his high-chair, your baby drops the spoon. You get up, pick it up from the floor, give it back to Baby - only for him to throw it away on purpose. 

If this scene sounds familiar to you, you might wonder why he does that. Is he rebellious and tries to upset you on purpose? Does he have a really silly kind of humor? No and no. In fact, your baby is busy conducting his very first scientific experiments. His brain is starting to understand two important concepts. 

The first one is called “Cause and Effect”: When i throw away the spoon, mom picks it up. When i do it again, she does it again. Oh, yay!

The second is called “Object permanence”: When i throw away the spoon, it disappears - No, it doesn’t, mom picks it up! It’s still there, even when i can’t see it!

To fully grasp these concepts, your baby needs to repeat those experiments again and again and again. That’s annoying to you - but try to smile at your little scientist! 

[freewillandphysics]

another cognitive thing they’re learning is “when i drop something, it will fall down every time!” - boom, gravity

also, as important, they’re learning social emotional skills like trust. “every time i lose something, mom, helps me. even if it makes her mad.”

always pick up the spoon - you’re teaching the kid that they can depend on other people

[dr-gloom]

Important information for people who get annoyed/mad when kids “act out”

they’re just learning, fam, give it time

[kyraspem]

Again a good post send by God

[de-profundis-ad-astra]

Just be careful because as your baby grows older, if you have a positive affect and laugh about it with them they may begin to interpret the spoon-throwing phenomenon as a game. And they might do it solely for the purpose of watching you pick it up and give it back to them. And that can be a harder habit to break

[kitkatwriting]

“I thought things were going great.” With Will, when his gf asks for a break

Uh oh, a sad prompt! ❤️❤️❤️ I’m gonna have to grab my box of tissues, hang on 😥 okay, I’m ready!

“I don’t understand.”

Will genuinely doesn’t. He’s sitting on the bed, rubbing his neck with his right hand, watching you as you pack a few of your things into a bag. You’re having trouble looking at him.

“It’s not you,” you say quickly, stuffing a book you can’t forget to bring with you into your bag. “I just–I need–” you pause….you need what? “I need a break.”

Will doesn’t look happy to hear that–not that you can help it. You can’t help what you need. That’s the whole point, isn’t it? You just need it. He lets out a frustrated breath and watches you. “I thought things were going great,” Will says. “We’re doing great, aren’t we?” You don’t reply. You just frown as you grab something else and jam into the bag. He reaches out for your arm to stop you and tries to gently pull you away from what you’re doing. “Hey,” he says. “Hey, come on–look at me.” You swallow and look over at him reluctantly, trying not to be phased by the pain you see in his eyes, the hurt. You can’t stop what you’re doing and you can’t let him stop you. You just can’t. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”

There are so many things that you could say, you think. You could tell him that you’re overwhelmed. You could tell him that you’re afraid. You could tell him that you don’t know what you feel, but you feel something, and you need a break to figure out what exactly it is and how you can communicate what it is to another person.

But you don’t say that. You don’t say any of those things. Because the truth is, you’re not sure why you need to take a step back at that moment. You’re just aware, deeply aware, of the need for it. “Sometimes,” you say, stumbling over the words a little, “sometimes you just–things just don’t work the way you think they will–or…” You swallow, take a deep breath, and force yourself to look Will in the eyes. “Please, Will,” you say, the words sounding a little broken, “can we just–I just need–”

“A break,” Will finishes for you. You nod. You both stand there and watch each other. You’re both hurting. You’re both confused. You’re both struggling to figure out what to do, to say, next. “What kind of break?” You take a deep breath and try to figure out the answer.

“I don’t know.” Will’s eyes are intense as he watches you.

“For how long?”

“I don’t know.” The air between the two of you is heavy and thick. It feels like you might choke and gasp for air if you don’t make it out soon.

“I don’t want to lose you,” Will says. You watch Will for another minute, trying your best to remember…something. You don’t want it to be a sad memory. You don’t want to remember him with a look of loss or sadness or fear. You reach up and cup his cheek before leaning in and kissing him gently.

“Goodbye, Will.” You grab your bag and leave quickly, trying not to notice the feeling of Will’s gaze on your back as he follows you silently to the door and watches you get in your car and leave.

[captainfreecandyvan]

Noooo!