Hello all! I'm just a 34 year old kinky little girl in New England, living and learning my way through this little world, looking for my forever Daddy. If you are looking to get in touch with me more directly I am @LittleVioletBel on twitter come by, say hi, I love new friends! This blog will be about all the kink related things that interest me, LOTS of Marvel, C Phlint, Stucky, Evanstan, shabby chic decor, flailing about purple, rainbow, kitties, puppies, german shepherds, West Wing, music, and generally all things I deem cute! Really its just going to be anything and everything that amuses or interests me! Alright have at it Ladies (and Daddies)! Enjoy the show!
Hi, I feel a bit stupid asking this but what happened to Roe87? Did they delete everything by choice?
Thanks
Hi Nony,
I don’t know the full story as Roe87 and I were only on the periphery of each others circles and didn’t directly interact much. All of the information I have is hearsay, but from what I understand they initially pulled a couple of fics to be reworked as original works to be published. Not long after that, they announced they were taking a break from fandom, and a couple of months after that, they deleted their works and orphaned their gift fics.
I’ve not heard or seen anything that says they were forced out of fandom, nor have I seen anything from my own experiences in fandom that would suggest that’s what has happened.
There were several of Roe87’s fics that I quite enjoyed, and there were some that weren’t my cup of tea, but whichever way you float it, losing an author who had 100+ works is a huge shock to the fandom.
I do know there are several fan events in the pipeline, and there is a big push for this year to be the year that we reignite the Stucky fandom - I’ve also seen a few fandom olds come back by way of leaving kudos and comments on new work - so who knows, maybe they’ll come back one day 🤷♀️
i cannot possibly overstate the psychological damage of growing up being abused in a way that is considered so disgusting as to be literally unspeakable and treated as such.
every single person on this website and everywhere else needs to take a long fucking look at how they talk about and think about csa and how it might fucking feel to have things that literally happened to you be considered so taboo that frank depictions are declared obscene or so disgusting so as to be talked about only in whispered tones
CAN YOU EVEN BEGIN TO CONCEPTUALIZE THE MULTIPLICATION OF TRAUMA THAT COMES FROM YOUR ABUSE BEING TREATED LIKE RADIOACTIVE WASTE THAT MUST BE BURIED LEST IT CONTAMINATE OTHERS BY ITS VERY ACKNOWLEDGEMENT DESCRIPTION OR EXISTENCE
i had friends on here that used to be very frank and open about their status as CSA survivors. because they insisted on talking about the subject frankly and with depth and nuance they were called pedophile apologists, which was quickly shortened just to pedos, and constantly harassed. one teenager specifically sent someone she knew to be a csa survivor links to triggering materials in an attempt to get them to reconsider being friends with me because i was also considered a pedo.
the way online spaces decided to Protect The Children from pedophilia has done no such thing, just like we warned you it wouldn't. instead it gave bullies and bigots a perfect label to slap onto any victim they wanted, at the direct expense of csa survivors everywhere. it's also been horrible for queer artists of all sorts. we have been saying this over and over for a decade at least.
#i saw a really enlightening lecture about this#she asked questions like#are survivors allowed to make autobiographical works?#is it better or worse if survivors fictionalise their experiences?#why are they allowed to use some media but not others?#is it the responsibility of a creator or an audience to identify with the abuser or the abused in media?#does the absence of survivor media further isolate children who never get their own stories told?#who can't articulate what they experience or see survival in their future?
Today is the Monday-est Monday I've had in a while and it's 1:52pm and I've only just started getting through my stuff at work
But there's a girl on Tik Tok advocating for leaving critical reviews on fanfiction and you know how I feel about that and now all I wanna do is fight with her about it instead of actually being an adult and doing my job
Let this be your yearly reminder: if you leave critical reviews, you're an asshole of the HIGHEST order and actively trying to kill your fandom, I hope you never find a good fanfiction to read ever again
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, BDSM, Dom Bucky Barnes, Sub Steve Rogers, Sex Club, Anal Sex, Collars, Twunk Steve Rogers, Top Bucky Barnes, Bottom Steve Rogers, Beefy Bucky Barnes, Daddy Kink, Sex Toys, Butt Plugs, Spreader Bars, Humiliation, Name-Calling, Aftercare, Cuddles
Summary:
“My Kitten. My Good Boy. Doin’ everything Daddy tells ya, huh?"
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Are you ready to give everyone a show? Let all those people out there know that you’re Daddy’s good boy?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Written for @allcapsbingo
All Caps Bingo Masterlist
“Are you ready, Kitten?” Bucky purred in Steve’s ear as he clasped the collar around the blond’s neck. “Do you remember what to say if you want to stop?”
Steve nodded, “Yankee.”
Bucky kissed Steve’s neck where it met his shoulder, “Good boy.”
Bucky walked around Steve and admired his boy for a moment. The deep purple rope tied Steve’s arms behind his back and the same colored panties accentuated the younger man’s ass. The front of the panties cradled his cock and balls, which compared to Bucky are small. The thick, black collar with flat circular studs was clasped tight around Steve’s neck without constricting his breathing. Bucky attached the leather leash to the O-ring at the front of Steve’s collar. He wrapped it around his hand, shortening the length which caused Steve to stumble forward.
“My Kitten. My Good Boy.” Bucky captured Steve’s lips in a steamy kiss. “Doin’ everything Daddy tells ya, huh?”
Steve’s eyes glazed over as he nodded, “Yes, Daddy.”
Bucky licked his lips as he let the leash slowly unravel from his hand. “Are you ready to give everyone a show? Let all those people out there know that you’re Daddy’s good boy?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Steve’s eyes rolled back as Bucky cupped his rapidly hardening dick.
“Then let’s go show them.” Bucky grabbed the end of the leash and gently pulled, a signal for Steve to follow him. The dom led his sub out of the dressing room and through the hallway that led to the main club area.
The club, The Cave, had couches along the perimeter walls with tables every six feet that people can use for anything. Some doms put their subs on the tables for everyone to see as they play with them, something Bucky is about to do with Steve.
Bucky led Steve to the table where some of their friends were. Nat and her sub Clint, Sam and his partner Riley, and Tony, Pepper and their sub Peter. Bucky told Steve to lean over the table which caused his ass to be higher than his chest, the perfect height for Bucky to play with him. Once Steve was bent over the table, Bucky grabbed the spreader bar he had Nat hold for him and attached the cuffs to Steve’s ankles, forcing his legs far apart. Bucky chose a pretty long one on purpose because he wanted Steve spread for what Bucky had planned.
A small crowd started gathering when they saw Bucky and Steve. The two men were popular around the club because of the demonstrations they do on a regular basis. Bucky reached into his pocket and pulled a small bottle of lube and a plug, the latter of which he held in front of Steve’s mouth.
“Open.” Bucky commanded. Steve, being the good boy, opened his mouth and moaned when the plug was placed in his mouth. “Get that all nice and wet for Daddy.”
Steve sucked the plug as if he was sucking Bucky’s dick. Without the use of his hands, since they were tied behind him, Steve had to use the table to his advantage. He turned his head so he could balance the flat end of the plug on the table and bobbed his head. The mock blow job was sloppy with the strange angle Steve had but goddammit if he wasn’t going to be a good boy for his Daddy.
“That’s my boy.” Bucky gripped the side seams of the purple lace panties and ripped them causing Steve to moan in protest. “Don’t worry your pretty little head, Kitten. I’ll buy you more.” Bucky flipped the cap of the lube bottle and drizzled lube between Steve’s cheeks. Bucky’s thumb spread lube all around the sub’s hole before dipping in. “God, Kitten. This hole’s just suckin’ me in. Does it want to be filled? You get that plug nice and wet?” Steve nodded. Bucky reached around and grabbed the plug.
Strings of saliva connect the plug and Steve’s bottom lip. Bucky wiped the excess saliva on Steve’s cheek and then placed the tip of the plug against the younger man’s hole. The plug itself was smaller girth wise than Steve usually takes but length wise it would just graze his prostate. He also told Bucky he wanted minimal prep so he felt the burn and Bucky agreed but only if a thin plug was used. He didn’t want to hurt Steve in an unpleasant way.
“Alright, gonna fill you now. Remember, use your safeword if you need to Kitten.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Steve groaned as the plug slid into his hole. He squirmed at the burn but a slap to his ass from Bucky made him stop. That was Bucky’s way of warning him to be still so he didn’t hurt himself. Steve gasped as the whole plug slid home. The tip just grazed Steve prostate and when Bucky pushed his palm against the base of the plug, the tip pressed on that special button inside Steve.
“Yeeessss, Daddy.” Steve moaned and tried to rock against Bucky. The older man pulled his hand away and grabbed Steve’s shoulder so he was standing. Steve forgot that the spreader bar was still attached to his ankles and stumbled when he tried to take a step back to press against Bucky.
“Oh, baby. Did you forget about the bar? Ya get that hole filled and just forget everything else, huh? Just a slut aren’cha?” Bucky teases. His hands slid to the front of Steve’s body and tweaked the sub’s nipples. Those small buds felt like they were connected straight to Steve’s dick when Bucky dug his nails into them. Steve’s nipples have always been sensitive to the nth degree and Bucky exploits that knowledge as much as he can.
Steve could feel the fabric of Bucky’s shirt brushing against his hands and gripped it in his hands. Bucky threw the tattered remains of Steve’s panties to the side with one hand while his other hand wrapped around Steve’s dick stroking it to full hardness.
“Look at that little thing.” Bucky looked over Steve’s shoulder at the dick in his hand. “Just a tiny thing. That’s why you’re my boy, huh?” Bucky ground his erection into Steve’s ass. “Feel that, Kitten? That’s a Daddy cock. Not a tiny boy dick like yours.”
Steve’s knee buckled at Bucky’s words. His dick is smaller than Bucky’s, yes, but not by much. But hearing Bucky talk about Steve’s dick like that makes his insides tingle.
“Now why don’t we show this crowd what a good cockslut you are?” Bucky chuckled darkly in Steve’s ear. The dom helped Steve shuffle over to the couch, laying Steve on his stomach. The spreader bar kept him spread eagle and Bucky grabbed Steve’s ass, a cheek in each hand.
Bucky tapped the base of the plug and Steve groaned with every hit to his prostate. Bucky then gripped the base and slowly slid it out, letting the widest part catch on Steve’s rim. The plug wasn’t as thick as Bucky but he knew his boy loved the burn. The dom pulled the plug all the way out and set it on the table. He then grabbed the lube, that Sam so graciously held for him, undid his pants to pull his cock out and lathered it in lube.
“You ready, Kitten? Ready to show everyone what a cockslut you are?” Bucky lined his dick up and slowly pushed into Steve’s tight hole. The warmth that encompassed him made curses fall from his hip. Bucky gripped the rope that tied Steve’s arms and used it to pull Steve’s body on his dick. Everything thrust caused Bucky’s balls to slap against Steve’s and the noises coming out of his boy was telling Bucky he was nailing Steve’s prostate on every thrust. Groans were heard all around Bucky reminding him they had an audience. He saw someone take a few steps to them and Bucky glared at him.
“Mine.” Bucky growled. The man looked like he didn’t want to listen until Sam and Riley stood up from their seats and stared the man down. The idiot made a smart move and turned away with a scoff. Bucky pounded Steve and the blond’s dick swung with every thrust.
“I’m close.” Bucky warned as his thrusts sped up. Steve moaned under him as his dick slapped against his stomach.
“M-me too-oo, Daddyyyy.” Steve whined.
“Yeah? Gonna come when I tell ya?”
Steve nodded.
“Gonna come on Daddy’s cock?”
Steve whined.
“C’mon then, Kitten. Come on Daddy’s cock.”
Steve’s voice left his body as he came untouched, something that has never happened. He was cognizant enough to feel Bucky’s release but blackout shortly after.
When he came to, Steve was wrapped in his favorite fuzzy blanket that smelt like his Daddy and fingers were running through his hair. Bucky was speaking softly to him slowly bringing Steve back to the land of the living. Once Steve felt more in control of his body, he snuggled into Bucky’s chest.
“There’s my snuggly kitten.” Bucky kissed the top of Steve’s head. “How do you feel, Steve?” Bucky always used his name when Steve was coming out of that floaty place to hopefully keep the sub from dropping. It also gave Steve something to latch onto if he was having a hard time coming out of that floaty place.
Steve took stock of his body. His shoulders were a little sore from his arms being tied behind his back but no sharp pain. Just the same soreness he feels after a long gym session. His ass was the perfect, post fuck soreness that he always craved and the rest of his arms and ankles felt perfectly fine.
“I feel good, Bucky.” Steve smiled up at Bucky who placed a kiss on the younger man’s nose.
“That’s good, Kitten. Could you eat a little bit for me? I got your favorite candy.”
Steve perked up, “Jellybeans?”
Bucky chuckled as he grabbed the Ziploc bag next to him, “Absolutely. Only the best for my baby.”
Steve preened as he grabbed the bag. “I love you, Daddy.”
Bucky smiled as he watched his boy dig into the bag, “I love you too, Kitten.”
I don’t know what kind of relationship you have with your Gen Z Teenager, but the one that lives in my house is currently insisting that we should get matching dino nuggie pillows 😂
I just had a non-smutreader read some of my smut for me, and their response kind of blew my mind.
I was told it was ‘too personal’ and made them uncomfortable. Now, it was pretty tame and this is a person who I know enjoys watching porn on a regular basis, so it wasn’t the subject matter that was uncomfortable.
They said it made them feel like a voyeur, watching a private moment that they weren’t supposed to see. That if they came across this in a novel they would skip forward because they didn’t need to know the private details.
They said they prefer porn because it’s less personal.
This is almost the complete opposite of the way I feel. Sure, porn can be ok now and then - but it just can’t compare to the emotional connection you get with well-written smut. I want the characters to love each other, or at least have strong feelings about each other. I want to know how good this feels to everyone involved. I want the backstory. I want the emotional connection.
The only way I can enjoy smut is WHEN there’s intimacy and emotional connection
I’ve read plenty of books where they focus on the mechanics rather than the emotions evoked and those are not good smut scenes to me. Those are the ones I’m more likely to skip over.
If you don’t have my heart racing by the time they’ve come, WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THE SEX SCENE
That being said, I’m also on the ace spectrum, so I might be biased about this subject
I'm demi but this is how I feel too, if they aren't deeply emotionally connected the sex is deeply icky and unappealing. It's got that secondhand embarrassment thing going on. No thank you.
I just had to block a terf that followed me so it must have been 5 seconds since I last said this, but trans women are women and trans men are men, and terfs/radfems can fuck all the way off, you are in no way welcome here.
Additionally, peafowl say Trans (& Intersex!) Rights so no, you don’t even get to be here for them if you don’t support trans folks.
Warlock: The infernal language is one steeped in nuance and ambiguity. A single word can mean a million different things depending on how it’s said. And so, when I call out across the planes to this woman that I love so much, even though it’s only two words, the way I say it is a declaration of that love, and that loyalty, and that devotion I feel. And I hold up the orb, and I take a deep breath, and I say…
i feel a little bad that seb was alone at that disney expo with no chris by his side :( idk they always did everything marvel together so this makes me sad lol
Aww honey, I know! Makes me sad too :( To be honest though, Chris and Seb haven't really done any marvel promo together for years, not even during promo for IW and EG, which they were both actually in. Apparently marvel had their reasons for keeping them apart after the CW press tour, sigh... But yeah, back when they did used to do promo together? Those were the days, huh 🥺💖
