29F Fanfiction writer. Mostly Avengers. Sorry, no requests! https://archiveofourown.org/users/RissaRarity/pseuds/RissaRarity Same user on Wattpad! 18+ only.
I LOVE oc's, especially my Marvel OC Prism. I consider each fic it's own multiverses' version of her, unless otherwise stated.
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Little Soldats Masterlist (WinterSoldierBucky/Oc/Bucky. Dead dove vibes. Forced hydra experimemt. Spicy and sweet!) - Mature and complete
Mercy Rose Masterlist (Pre-serum Steve/oc Secret crush one of his best, and only, friends - girl next door, idiots in love vibes)
Long Live Liv (Astarion/Half succubus/oc originally based on a meme) -Mature and complete
The Ideal Triad's first Beta Rut (Omegaverse Stucky/oc smut. Mostly Bucky/oc) -Full smut fic
The Lockpick (Omegaverse AlphaBucky/aggressive omega Avenger Oc) - Mature and complete. One shot.
The Avenger's Prism (Omegaverse, stucky/oc, frenimies to lovers, lots of explicit smut and threesomes as well as complicated moral dilemmas and soul searching.)
Keep My Secret Masterlist (Omegaverse Stucky/OmegaAvengerOC) - porn with plot, background and past bonding moments between the cast of my fic The Avenger's Prism.)
Mind Your Manners (Omegaverse AlphaLoganxBrattyOmegaOc) - Absolute filth, honestly. With spit kink.
Short fics:
"From the bottom of my heart; fuck you." - John Walker X Thunderbolt!Reader. Frenemies to lovers, mature.
It Just Needs a Little...Shaping! - Bob Reynolds X Thunderbolt!Reader. Sweet, mutual pining/idiots falling in love, found family vibes and a group hug!
when he kisses your puffy pussy so sweetly and says a little breathlessly “my poor baby” as if he wasn’t the one absolutely pounding you into the next week
Warnings: wanna be poly Bucky, sharing, willfully turning a blind eye, Bucky/OC established relationship, flirty/horny Steve but in a friend's to lovers sort of way not a cocky thing. Eventual dom Steve, dom Bucky, sub oc, Lowkey mutual feelings between Steve/oc. Unprotected p/v, creampie, praise kink, Steve and Bucky are Avengers, oc is not.
Bucky has been holding off on proposing to his long term girlfriend. He loves her and wants to make sure she's the right one for him.
His best friend Steve is constantly over at their house. Each time he tries to tempt her, and she struggles to deny her attraction to him.
Bucky just wants to share with his friend Steve, but she isn't seeming to get the message!
She's going to be so happy when it's finally her and Buck, Buck and her...and his friend Steve!
This version of my OC Bonnie does NOT have powers and therefore does not go by Prism.
(Probably going to be a collection of scenes until she finally gets the message...and the ring! Will contain full smut eventually)
Steve stops by Bonnie and Bucky's house but his friend isn't home yet. So, Steve and Bonnie head out to the pool where he offers to help her put on sunscreen...
(NOT a cheating fic, check Masterlist for details)
“Anybody home?” A familiar voice called after the jumble of the lock on the front door.
“I’m in the living room! Buck’s not home yet!” called the beautiful silverhaired girl that lived there.
She was Bucky’s girlfriend of six years, living together for three. She’d been hoping to he at least engaged by now and couldn’t help but wonder why he was dragging his feet.
They weren’t getting any younger, he-physically at least- at about 32 and her -actually- at 27. Bonnie was hoping he’d ask for her hand soon because she wanted to do this right; college, marriage, family.
They’d talked about it before but he seemed on the fence about marriage, but agreeing he loved the idea of starting a family with her- naturally talking about how much fun Uncle Steve would be.
Steve.
Always Steve. It was actually hard to get her boyfriend alone because the blonde was always showing up at random hours or they always had plans.
Half the time, like now, Steve would show up when Bucky wasn’t home and just hangout.
It wasn’t that Bonnie didn’t like Steve, he was a great guy, she just wished he’d give the couple some space. Bucky wasn’t in the slightest bit bothered, so she never brought it up.
She didn’t want to be the crazy girl that tried to make him give up his best friend.
In fact, she considered herself and Steve friends too. But he was always just a little too touchy with her, but always the same weather her boyfriend was there or not- normalizing it. Bucky was possessive when strangers ogled her, but while she couldn’t say she’d ever caught the blonde oggeling her, Bucky had no issue whatsoever with the touching or being alone together.
Bonnie really valued his trust, and made sure to pull herself away before she got swept up in the moment.
Because like I said, it wasn’t that she didn’t like Steve.
It was that she did.
But she wasn’t about to betray her soul mate like that. Part of her wondered if it was a test to see if she could resist the muscular good guy.
Her breath hitched for a moment as the good guy in question entered the living room, shirtless in swim trucks. “He did tell me something about a work thing. He’ll get here eventually.” He shrugged with a smile.
“How are you today, Bon-Bon?” he came over and sat on the couch only an arms reach away.
“Hot.” She complained, feeling sticky from the summer heat. Bucky had something against air conditioning, she didn’t get it.
You’re always hot. But he didn’t voice the thought.
“You’re always complaining about being cold, and now its too hot. Hard to please aren’t ya?” he joked.
She giggled and shook her head, “I’m pretty easy.”
Steve knit his brows, begging to differ.
“I have very simple needs; feed me, cuddle me, love me and don’t forget sunscreen.” She held out her snow white arms, a sign of her Irish roots.
Cap laughed, “I’m sure there’s more than that. You’re not a dog.”
“Let me dance in the kitchen while I cook, don’t make fun of my singing if I mess up the words, treat me like a princess and fuck me like a whore.”
She quoted a Facebook quote at the end, smirking before she watched amusement and something else flicker in his baby blues. Her cheeks flamed and she quickly pushed her knees closer together and returned her attention to her book.
“All that does sound pretty easy.” He agreed, not missing a beat after the look passed. “You two must get up to quite the ruckus when I’m not here.”
Not that it was very often, that Steve wasn’t there. In fact they had, on several occasions, fucked when he WAS there. Just occupied or asleep-or so she thought.
Forgetting who she was talking to, she tilted her head and grinned a little at her book. “We certainly do.” She rubbed her throat a little where Steve noticed some healing bruises. “Sometimes he gets a little too excited and it can be a bit much, but he always apologizes and makes it up to me.”
She subconsciously rubbed her legs together at the thought, accidently letting the scent of her arousal grace the super soldiers nose.
Trying to remain calm and pretend to be oblivious, Steve chuckled with amusement, “I bet he does. Buck’s a real sweetheart at the end of the day, isn’t he?”
“Yeah.” She smiled down at her book, love in her eyes.
The blonde gave a small smile as he saw it, heart a flutter.
“Well, I’m going to take a dip in the pool. You should join me, I’m sure he’ll join us soon enough.”
He patted her arm, getting her attention one last time- noticing her eyes flick up his arm and scan his bare torso down to the V above his trunks before she blushed hard and nodded. “After this chapter.”
Feeling flattered, he stood and headed out the sliding glass door to the backyard.
Keeping her head down, Bonnie watched his butt as he walked. “That is America’s ass.” She gave a short laugh before fully returning her attention to her book.
As promised, at the end of the chapter she headed to their bedroom to change. She looked at all her swimwear; all bikinis.
That was one of Bucky’s favorite things about the modern world. She could wear bikinis.
She had a few more modest pieces but she’d forgotten them at her mother’s house during her last visit.
But she’d be damned if she was going to wear a cover up in her own yard.
So, she selected a fairly standard grey one with white stripes that matched her hair and eyes -Bucky’s favorite color combo on her. It had thick, adjustable straps to lift her amble bosom and the high waisted bottom emphasized her dainty waist.
She let her hair free from its ponytail, letting it fall to her mid back in natural waves. Sliding on some white flip flops and grabbing a couple of towels, she headed out.
As soon as the door opened, Steve looked up from the pool and got out as she came over and laid her towel on the patio, setting the ones designated for the super soldiers in the shade.
Bonnie gave him a questioning look as he came over, muscles dripping wet and hair a shade or two darker.
He grabbed the bottle of sunscreen on the patio table. “Don’t forget the sunscreen.” He quoted her, passing her the bottle.
“Never.” She agreed, smiling as she took it.
He cannon balled back into the water as she coated her arms and legs, trying not to be obvious that he was watching as she did the tops of her breasts and the little strip of skin between her top and bottoms.
Bonnie enjoyed the breeze for a few while Steve decided to float on his back- feeling her eyes on him. Particularly noticing his soldier that pushed slightly against his trunks- still half hard.
Even at half mast he looked….huge.
That super serum was a hell of a thing. The first few times she and Bucky had sex she was worried he’d split her in half…now she hoped for it. Her mind drifted to what sex would be like with Steve.
Would he be passionate and romantic, or did he have a dark side like Bucky- a dominant streak with a caring interior? Bit of both?
Would he fuck hard and fast? Or …ohh or hard and slow as he choked her not enough for bruises but just so.
Steve didn’t seem like the submissive type, neither was Bucky. They both had the primal vibe of wanting to be in charge of the woman, no matter how cheerful and Captain America-y the blonde acted.
Her grey eyes got wide as she considered that damage they could do to her together.
Just the thought made her wet.
Steve’s nose twitched a little, dick standing a little taller as he caught a whiff on the breeze. He smirked, “Need an extra set of hands for the back?”
“What?” she squeaked.
Looking amused, he swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out, pushing his hair back.
“Sunscreen. Do you want me to get your back?” he added innocently.
She glanced up at the beating sun. “Bucky will be here soon, I’m sure it can wait.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” He walked closer, peaking around her. “You’re already turning pink.”
She looked over her shoulder and frowned. He was right.
“Okay.” She relented, handing the bottle to him.
“Lay down for me.” His voice dropped just a tiny bit and she immediately blushed and did so just as she would have for her boyfriend.
“Good girl.” He carefully swept her soft hair over her shoulder.
She got rigid for a moment as he jokingly said the words that went straight to her core.
“I’m gonna undo the strap so I don’t get lotion all over it, okay?”
He paused and waited for her answer.
“Yes-s.” She hastily cut of the reflexive yes, sir hoping he didn’t notice it.
Of course he noticed it. He’d only wished she’d slipped up and let it out.
He noticed that when she crossed her arms and rested her cheek on them, she turned her head away from him- likley to hide her adorable blush.
Steve snapped open the supportive bra-like hooks of her suit and had to bite his cheek to swallow his groan as he watched the side of her breasts freely squish under her.
God he loved boobs.
Part of a hickey was visible on the one near him.
Shiiiit, Buck.
Steve’s eyes scanned her mostly bare back, noticing most of it was covered by her bathing suit bottoms.
“Can I roll these down?” he hooked one finger in the high waisted elastic. “Gotta be thorough, I know how you burn.”
He waited with baited breath until she agreed, noticing how her ribs shook a little as he slowly peeled the fabric down and folded it until it stopped just above her butt.
A small smile crossed his lips as he squeezed the sun screen into his palm and started massaging her shoulders. She gave a muffled moan at the feeling of her muscles relaxing- Bucky didn’t trust himself to do this but Steve was somehow a pro.
“You’re pretty tense. If Buck is slacking on that last thing you mentioned, I’ll set him straight.”
“The…last thing I said?” she asked, mind having half melted under his hands.
“Your list.”
She turned her head and gave a confused look.
“Getting fucked like a whore. I’ve got the princess thing down, I think, but that’s more his wheelhouse or so I’m told.”
Her eyes grew wide and she quickly turned her head away, “Oh that. It’s fine.”
“Fine?” he arched an eye brow, pushing a little harder and getting another small moan that made his shorts tighter. “Fine isn’t good enough, Bon. It should be amazing. A dame like you deserves all he can give, and then some.”
His words made her press her thighs together and the delicious scent teased him again.
“It is amazing, nosey.” She huffed defensively.
“If you say so.” Getting more lotion, he began to massage lower on her back, carefully going under the straps and doing her shoulder blades and right under where the back strap went.
“You know what I do know?” He asked after a few minutes.
“I’m sure you’re gonna tell me.”
He chucked, “I know that the super serum didn’t just make our muscles bigger. You’re so dainty though…” he tisked. “I’ve always wondered…does it hurt? It’s got to be a lot to fit.”
She took a deep, relaxed breath and he knew she was lost in her thoughts enough to talk about this.
“It was difficult at first, burned a little. But now, I love the way it stretches me. He’s always careful at first so he doesn’t like…puncture anything, “
Steve grinned a little, working at a knot in her back causing a shutter.
“but when I’m ready I swear I can feel him in my stomach and I love when he hits the wall-it knocks the breath out of me for a second.” She said dreamily.
He going to ask something else but she kept talking, “sometimes I’m sore for a few days after but it’s so worth it. I love how much bigger and stronger than me he is. I love when he holds me down with ease while I sort of try and fight him off. Like hunter and prey.” She rubbed her thighs together as Steve ventured to her lower back.
He noticed dull hand marks on her hips, one darker than the other. Smirking, the blonde dared to push it and placed his own hands over them, squeezing and kneeding while she meweled under his touch.
Steve nearly moaned at the sight when she raised her hips a little so he could press his fingers into her hip bones, “Nughh…” she whimpered.
He looked at the sliding glass door to see it slightly ajar and a very erect Bucky watching like a hawk.
He circled his fingers a little in the air, making Steve nod before turning back and starting to rub at her hip bones the way he was advised.
She gasped and melted, “F-fuck…”
Steve turned to his friend again-for permission this time.
Bucky gave a sharp nod and grazed himself over his jeans.
“what about the back of your thighs, Doll. Don’t want it to hurt when you sit.” His voice was low and rumbly as he offered another firm squeeze to her round hips.
“Unless you do.” He added, seeing her thighs clench again.
“Not from sunburn.” She murmured, spreading her thighs a bit and unintentionally releasing the sent of her slick to both of the super soldiers.
Blushing a little himself, Steve put a little more lotion on his palm and rubbed his hands together before slowly grabbing her inner thighs and wiping it on them. His hands started further down and gradually made their way up, massaging her thighs and enjoying the view of her ass shaking slightly as he did so.
Her brow crumpled a little as he let his thumbs get dangerously close to grazing her heat that slightly darkened her bikini bottoms. She groaned lowly burying her face in her arms, melting under his hands.
After a few strokes like this, Steve’s phone rang from the table under the sun umbrellas shade-knocking both from their trance.
He excused himself, glancing up to see his friend was no longer watching from the door.
Bucky the caller ID flashed.
He answered it, eyes flicking up to watch a flustered Bonnie sit up.
The men had a short conversation before he hung up. “He said he’ll be home soon. I told him to join us out here.”
She nodded, looking embarrassed. “I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick.”
Steve watched with amusement as he was sure Bucky had ducked into the closet as she slid the glass door open.
When she returned, he frowned slightly when he realized she’d deliberately wiped her slick away to hide her reaction to his touch.
She joined Steve in the pool where they both still were when her boyfriend entered the back yard.
“Hey, darlin.” He greeted her, kneeling by the pool as she swam over with a smile.
“Hey!” she leaned up to press a kiss to his lips.
“I hope I didn’t take too long. I trust Steve kept you occupied while you waited.”
Her cheeks flooded, guilty.
“She told me about how easy she is- to please.” Steve chuckled from where he stood at the other side of the pool.
Bucky chuckled, leaning down again to softly touch his nose to hers making her smile. “You are anything but easy.”
“One good look and I’m all yours.”
“All mine, huh?” he asked, mischief flickered in his eyes for a second before he glanced up at Steve who crossed his arms over his muscled chest with a grin, shaking his head.
having his mouth pressed against my ear and moaning "good girl, good fucking girl" while he fucks me through my orgasm.
bonus: him telling me to "take it", in time with his thrusts, as he fucks me through his orgasm... yeah give it to me please.
