Jan 19
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my actual wife
Me, I run the lighthouse
You're the daughter of a fisherman
Potential update to the Adam Cole Return Watch ™️
Chugs seems to be avoiding streaming on AEW days, make of that what you will
any stone butches and high femmes that would be interested in some chatting to become friends??
PLS oh my god just imagine you whimpering and trying to shove his head away because ONE, you’ve already had so many orgasm that you could barely even see, and TWO if he kept going any longer he was gonna be late for his date. but all he can think is “if she can still even think about that shit, clearly i’m not done here.” and he goes right back on with his job until you’re begging him for mercy
omg pls and you keep babbling out that he’s gonna be late and he just ignores you to happily finish his meal bc fuck that girl if she’s not you 😌
Question time!
Okay, so I’ve noticed an old series I had started a while ago began to show up in my notes, and people have been asking if I plan on continuing. I stopped writing it because no one seemed super interested in it when I posted it forever ago, and I figured I’d start on other work at the time.That being said, it was something I had been adding to over the months, and I have at least two other parts complete. I might even actually post the next part tonight
If I did, would anyone be interest in being added to the tags list? I don’t have one started, but people have been asking to be tagged and I don’t mind getting one set up. If tumblr lets me, so dumb. Reply or send me an ask letting me know!
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Maybe Something More Pt. 4
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x OFC (Mae Crawford)
Warnings: Language, fluff,
Word Count: 1400+
Summary: Mae is a newer Avenger who struggles to come to terms with everything that’s happened in her hidden past. Because of it, she can’t seem to accept her feeling for a certain dark haired super soldier, who tries everything to get Mae to open up. After given a long mission teamed with him, she’s afraid such close proximity to the man in question will only make it harder to ignore her feelings for him.
A/N: So before people tell me that what happens in this chapter probably would never happen, I know. There’s a reason for the behavior, and later on it’ll make sense. For now, it’ll seem a bit OC for the person cause it is. Beyond that, enjoy!
Gif is not mine, credit to the owner.
Mae found Bucky in the kitchen, sifting through the fridge with a jar of mayo in hand. She took a moment to glance around the kitchen. Marble counters, dark wood cabinets with steel handles, what she could only assume were brand new appliances and a large island in the center. Sparkling brand new. The exact opposite of what the building looked like on the outside. How Tony managed this, she’d never figure out.
“Do you want anything to eat, doll?” Bucky asked without a glance over his shoulder.
“Sure, whatever your making.” Mae jumped onto a stool along the island. Bucky hummed in response, setting items down on the island behind him. After what she could only assume to be the entire fridge content pilled on the island, Bucky turned and started making them both sandwiches.
Words weren’t said between the other, just Mae watching Bucky as he made their late lunch. Mae didn’t mind it, in fact she found it comforting just being in his presence. Something about him soothed her, made her forget anything that had happened in her past. The more she sat there, the more terrified it made her. The voices once again tried to jump in, but she slammed metaphorical door in their faces. A plate slid in front of her, and a large, warm body took a seat next to her.
“You okay doll?” Bucky asked in between bites. Mae shook her head, taking a bite to keep from answering. She wasn’t ever going to admit a thing to him, about her fears. She wasn’t ever going to let him know the real reason why she was so tense around him.
“Thank you for the food Buck.” Bucky just shook his head, grinning at her. She was avoiding something, and while he wanted to know just what, he wasn’t going to push. He could tell it wasn’t something even she was ready to talk about.
"You gonna take that bath you planned on?”
“Probably after you guys take a shower. I know Nat wants to bathe.” As if on cue, the bathroom door opened and shut, followed with the shower turning on. Both Bucky and Mae looked back over their shoulders, laughing softly.
“She’s pretty predicable.”
Bucky chuckled low, turning back around to face the bar. He had gone on enough missions to know that was usually the first thing Natasha did after a flight. It made her feel sticky and gross. He was surprised that wasn’t the first thing she did, instead waiting to see if Mae would go first. Clearly, Mae hadn’t so Natasha had taken the chance. It also meant that Mae meant a lot more to Natasha than he knew.
“Well I guess that means I have you for a little bit longer then.” The low timber cause Mae to nearly chocked on her sandwich. What was he implying? She spun in the chair, wide eyed looking up at him. Bucky didn’t show he saw her turn, but the grin he tried to hide between bites told her otherwise. Mae humped, jabbing him in the side with her finger.
“Ha ha Barnes.” She said with a roll of her eyes. Bucky laughed, jumping away from her well placed pokes, which happened to be one of his ticklish spots. He tossed an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to his side still laughing under his breath. Mae made a noise of protest, struggling against his arm. Too close, way too close for her liking. Well to be honest, not close enough. But she would never admit that out loud. Bucky kept his grip tight, a leg going to wrap around her chairs leg to slide it closer to him. His hand went from her shoulder and moved to rest on her hip, his fingers curling around her side to keep her close. He knew just what he was doing, which only aggravated Mae more.
Bucky continued to eat the last few bites of his lunch, nudging her to follow suit. Mae was finding it hard to concentrate, with his warm muscled body so close to her. Her sandwich sat unfinished on her plate, it’s owner still staring straight at the man who had her tucked under his right side. His finger flexed every few seconds, reminding her of just how tightly close he kept her. She could feel him breathing steadily as he chewed, his chest raise and fall with each inhale. Mae was closer than she had ever been to him before. She could make out a bit of green in his steel blue eyes, faint from so far away.
“It’s not polite to stare doll.” His voice rumbled low, the vibration passing through his chest to her, and Mae nearly melted at the sensation. Immediately, her brain was filled with all the wicked things she wished to do with him, starting with licking a stripe up from the base of his neck to his chin. Mae recoiled. Where the hell had that come from?
“It’s not polite to touch people without their permission, Barnes.” She snarled, starting her struggle all over again. Bucky just hummed, stuffing the last of his sandwich in his mouth. Once he swallowed, he swooped in to bury his face in her neck. His lips brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Mae’s mind first thought was how soft his lips were, how they’d feel against hers. His other arm reached to grip her thigh to turn her towards him. Mae’s brain immediately short circuited, all too much at once.
“Barnes” Mae yelped, her hand pushing against his chest. But he was a giant super soldier and he didn’t budge in the slightest.
“Sorry, but I just can’t help it.” He murmured against the hollow of her neck. Mae froze. What had he meant by that? “Just being around you calms my nerves, like everything is going to be okay just being near you. No ones ever caused to me to feel this way before. It’s addicting. You never let me close enough to get more of this.”
Mae sat straighter, finding it hard to breath for a completely different reason than before. He couldn’t be serious, they hardly ever spent time together before, and now suddenly he was draped all over her like they had been best friends. No more than friends. And honestly, that scared her more than anything right now.
“Bucky…” Mae whispered softly, her voice shaking as she tightened her grip on his shirt. Bucky pulled back from her neck, his bright blue eyes staring up at her. Mae took in a shuddering breath, chewing on her bottom lip. Bucky’s eyes flicked down to watch her tug at her lip with her teeth, a groan bubbling up in his chest. He would catch her every so often, chewing her lips, and every time he found it harder to not cross whatever room they were and pull them from her teeth. He was overwhelmed with the need to kiss her, to soothe them with his own. He was so close to her right now, he could feel her warm breath fanning against his face. All he had to do was lean in and claim what was his. His, he thought over. He liked the sound of that.
Mae gasped as he leaned up, closing the distance between the two of them, the tension growing the smaller the space became. Mae’s mind was screaming at her to move, while her heart protested for her to close the distance. Bucky’s lips had barely begun to brush against hers when the bathroom door swung open. Mae jumped back, nearly falling out of the chair. Bucky yanked his head back startled at her sudden recoil. Mae was too busy, stumbling out of the chair to see the annoyed expression cross over his face. Instead, she took the chance at her freedom to get as far away from him as she could. She mumbled an apology, her cheeks burning red, and stumbled out of the room.
Bucky let out a string of curse, slamming his flesh fist on the counter. He would have stood to follow her, but as soon as he made a move Steve walked in, rubbing his eyes.
“Hey Buck.” Steve mumbled, his voice thick from sleep. Bucky snorted, and sat back down.
“Did you fall asleep?”
“Hey, those beds are comfy.” Steve shot back, digging through the fridge. While Steve had his back to him, Bucky looked over his shoulder to Mae’s room. He wanted to get up and go see her, to finish what he started, but they had almost four weeks to build up to it. He had waited this long, he could wait a bit more.
Maybe Something More Pt. 3
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x OFC (Mae Crawford)
Warnings: Language
Word Count: 998
Summary: Mae is a newer Avenger who struggles to come to terms with everything that’s happened in her hidden past. Because of it, she can’t seem to accept her feeling for a certain dark haired super soldier, who tries everything to get Mae to open up. After given a long mission teamed with him, she’s afraid such close proximity to the man in question will only make it harder to ignore her feelings for him.
A/N: So my exam’s all done and I got my animatic done over the weekend, and now I’m free to catch up! This parts not as long, I had to cut off the part because of it. I hope you guys enjoys! Also, I’m debating on changing the name of this story, if anyone has any ideas that be great! I’m god awful on deciding what to name things.
Gif is not mine, credit to the owner.
Several hours later, and quiet honestly too many close encounters with Bucky for Mae’s liking, the group finally landed.
“Alright, lets head to the rendezvous place and well head to out temporary base. We’ll rest for today, but tomorrow we got to get to it.” Steve said grabbing his pack. The rest of the group followed suit, and followed him out the jet. It was a walk to their base, a long extremely difficult walk for Mae. Bucky continuously tried to start up a conversation with her, or her least favorite part, he would continuously brush against her. For some reason, he just had to be in her personal space the entire eight-mile trek. Something she repeatedly asked him what possessed him to keep doing. Each time, she would get that same stupid smirk that never failed to make her knees go weak. It was like he knew she was fighting her feelings and was doing everything he could to drive her crazy. Eventually she moved opposite of Clint, who threw his arms around her shoulders. That hardly kept her safe from Bucky, but it did keep him at bay for the remainder of the trek.
Finally, the base came into view, and Mae all but sprinted to the building. An old cabin was tucked in the small clearing of the forest, the overhang of the tree canopy’s hiding the roof from the sky. It looked old and worn on the outside, but if what Tony had said was true, the inside was recently cleaned and ready for the five to spend the next few weeks there. Steve chuckled at her enthusiasm, shaking his head as she darted past him.
“We have to sweep the area first.” He called after her, but she was already darting through the trees of the surround area to do just that. Not that she needed to, Mae had thought blandly. One of her gift was to sense the vibrations in the Earth. And the only vibrations she received on her end, were the five of them and the occasional wild life. The voice pipped back in, telling her to tell them all how she knew. It would cause problems later. Mae shushed them. Now wasn’t the time for that.
“Clear.” She called once circle the building to return to the group. Natasha shook her head at Mae, aware that the clearing was already swept before they even hit the area. It was one reason why she loved taking Mae on missions, the girl made everything so much easier. All she had to do was touch the ground and she knew everything about everyone’s location for the next five miles. That of course, wasn’t the only trick of Mae sleeve, and Natasha was hoping that this mission forced Mae to use her other gifts as well. Forced was rather harsh, but Natasha didn’t understand just what Mae was so ashamed of. Maybe giving in and telling the others would help lessen that shame.
Steve looked around the area, double checking. He hadn’t ever been on a mission with Mae before, and he wasn’t doubting her right off the bat, but he would still be skeptical. Mae huffed, crossing her arms against her chest. Was he really doubting her? In front of everyone? She gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes when he moved to walked through the area, shield in hand.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She hissed, as she rolled her eyes at the man.
“Language.” Steve snapped.
“Whatever, I’m going in to take a bath. You can waste your time if you want.” Mae grumbled, stomping over to the door. Ignoring the protests behind her, she walked to the door, her eyes moving along the logs the made up the wall beside the door. Tony told them where the hidden latch was, blended in with the wood of the grain. A small nick in the shape of a lightning bolt blended in to the untrained eye, but when pressed it would pop open a small compartment. A slat opened to reveal the real key to the doorway, special chip engraved in the metal that wouldn’t set off the series of traps rigged around the base. Tony was always paranoid, with good reasons.
“Trust me Cap, she knows what she’s doing.” Natasha patted his shoulder as she passed him. Clint hummed in agreement, having worked with her enough to know she had some special trait that let her know exactly where everything was at. He never asked, but it was always a question he wanted to know the answer too.
Natasha hopped up behind Mae as she swung the door open. Steve grumbled behind them, but followed behind after Bucky nudged him with his elbow. The two women b-lined straight towards the halls that led to the three rooms. It wasn’t until Mae did a sweep of the rooms that she realized there was only one bathroom. Her shoulders slumped at the thought of having to share the bathroom with four other people.
“Clint and I will share a room.” Natasha said as she flopped down onto a bed. Clint poked his head through the doorway, an eyebrow raise.
“We will?”
“Yup. Just like old times.” Natasha sighed into a pillow, nestling further into the mattress. Clint shrugged and tossed his pack into the room. He turned in the door way and look between the three in the hall. With a shrug he shut the door, leaving them to figure things out between them.
“I guess Buck and I will share a room. Lucky, you.” Steve grinned, seemingly have forgotten whatever his issue with her from earlier. He brushed past her in the narrow hall way, picking his shared room. Mae turned to the end of the hall, expecting to see Bucky at the end. Instead he was nowhere to be found. Mae tossed her bag into her room before she ventured off to go find the missing soldier.