I know there's only a few of them but I kinda want to challenge myself to write once every week. I realized I'm too mentally unwell to actually keep up with writing so I can't.
Fluff 🥺-major 🥺-minor
Angst 😥- major 😥 - minor
Smut 🥵 - major 🥵 - minor
Bucky Barnes
Whiny, Baby (Bucky x Reader) 🥺
Bucky refuses to leave the bed for a dinner date that a restaurant owner gave you as thanks.
After (Bucky x gn!Reader) 🥺
Cuddling with Bucky
Steve Rogers
Promise (Steve x Reader) 🥵
After 5 years of dating, you and Steve mutually break up but the intense feelings for each other just can’t be helped.
Tom Hiddleston
Gum (Prof!Tom x reader) 🥵
Maybe chewing gum is not such a bad idea.
Loki Laufeyson
Ache (Soft!Loki x reader) 🥺😥🥵
Loki suddenly disappeared for a week after professing his feelings for you.
I hc that Steve gets rlly bad migraines. Like can’t speak just mumbles out sentences bad. I just like to imagine taking care of him. Cuddling him, giving him cold packs on his head, playing with his hair and making him feel better so he can sleep it off with his head on your chest☺️☺️☺️
as someone who gets severe migraines this ask made me :( this particular headcanon always makes me wanna hug him tight and never let him go! this is based on my knowledge of migraines but please be aware that everyone experiences them differently!
warnings: my blog is 18+, steve suffers from migraines, unedited, word count : around 800
the warning signs started to appear the day before. steve woke up with an ache in his neck, his eyes hurting as he drove home from work.
he knew he didn’t have long before he was going to be haunted with a full blown migraine. he didn’t want to tell you at first, believing that you still didn’t know when one was coming on.
you noticed as you made dinner that he had gone to grab his glasses, rubbing his eyes aggressively before he did. his glasses helped him feel slightly better, only offering momentarily relief of his symptoms. the next thing you noticed was how little of his dinner he ate, his disinterest in the food painfully obvious.
you knew he hated when this happened, not only not enjoying the pain but hating the fact that you had to take care of him. you really didn’t mind, wanting to make him feel better in any way you could, but he didn’t see it that way.
you were thankful tomorrow was saturday and you could spend the day caring for him. he insisted on going to bed early, telling you he just had a long day, but that wasn’t true. you didn’t fight him, letting him go get as much rest as he could while you got things ready for tomorrow.
it was 5am when you heard him groan loudly, the abrupt noise being followed by several small mumbles. he was sitting up on the edge of your bed, the sunlight reflecting off his tan back and messy hair.
standing up was what made it worse, a rush of pain entering his head each time he got up. it was so painful it made him dizzy, closing his eyes as he grunted.
“steve?” you whispered, sitting up immediately and placing your hand on his back. “are you okay?”
you knew he wasn’t when he didn’t reply, only reaching to hold and squeeze your hand. you quickly jumped around the bed to stand in front of him, ducking down to see his face.
“oh baby.” you frowned seeing how swollen his eyes were from the lack of sleep. “migraine got you again, didn’t it?”
he only made a small groan, confirming your suspicions wordlessly. you reached and grabbed two painkillers and his water from where he kept them in his nightstand.
“let’s take these now while you’re sat up.” you whispered, placing the pills in his mouth and bringing the straw to his lips.
he swallowed them thickly, parted lips letting go of the straw once they were down. you rubbed the back of his neck softly, hoping to ease some of the tension there.
“come on, handsome.” you urged him, propping his pillow up. “you’ll feel better laying down.”
he let you help him ease back onto the bed, groaning as his back hit the fluff of his pillow. you put the comforter back over his legs, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.
you walked over to your window, pulling the thicker curtains you had put up months ago closed. they blocked out all light, making the strain on his eyes less intense.
“im gonna go get an ice pack for you.” you brushed some hair from his face. “don’t try and get up without me.”
“honey.” he mumbled, licking his lips as his brows pinched together. the word was barely audible, causing you to lean forward and kiss his forehead, stopping the protest that was about to leave him.
“stop that.” you hummed, holding his face in your hands. “let me take care of you, steve.”
he wanted to argue, to tell you how bad he felt, but he couldn’t, he didn’t have the strength. instead he brought your hand to his mouth, kissing your skin in a way that made your heart stutter.
you were quick to run downstairs and grab the ice pack, turning his alarm off as you entered the room. he was in the same position when you returned, eyes closed as he tried to relax.
“here.” you got back into the bed, resting so that your arm was above him. you placed the cold compress on his head, enjoying the relieved sigh that left him.
“try and get some sleep, baby.” you encouraged, running your free hand through his hair, fingers gliding on his scalp. “i’m right here if you need anything.”
steve had no idea how he ended up with someone as perfect as you. he loved being loved by you, it was one of the best things that had ever happened to him.
“i-i love.” he choked on his words, hissing softly. “i love you, thank you.”
the last big trailed off quietly, stealing all his energy. he didn’t care however, reminding you how grateful he was for you was worth the pants of hurt that entered him as he spoke.
“i love you, steve.” you smiled, resting your body into his. “thank you for letting me be here for you.”
he smiled to himself a bit, counting on the fact he’d always have you there for him.
WARNING - This story contains the following: explicit smut, unprotected sex, daddy kink, size kink, breeding kink, praise kink, fluff, first time (together), fluff, pet names from Steve (doll, baby doll, sweetheart, love), reader has self-esteem issues, but Steve comes to the rescue ;)
Narrator POV
Tonight, you and Steve try to have penetrative sex together for the first time after you have been begging him relentlessly to give it a shot. In the duration of your relationship, Steve has been very hesitant about having sex with you due to the fact that he is massive compared to you, who on top of that was smaller than average women. He doesn’t want to hurt you, so you have done the alternatives.
You have tried oral sex and you two were already so pleased sticking to that, even though you still struggled to give Steve a blowjob, but Steve enjoyed and got off to your attempts of swallowing his huge dick.
Now, you were on the edge of the bed with Steve being in a sitting position and having you on his lap. You were in a reversed position - meaning you weren’t facing each other but he was behind you as his hands held your hips. It had taken several positions and attempts, but now you were finally past taking his tip and having him almost fully inside.
“F-fuck, daddy!” You cried out. Your body was trembling from how much Steve had stretched you. You could practically feel him in your stomach.
“Language,” Steve reminded firmly. “Can’t have you saying bad words while daddy is taking you, otherwise I’ll have to wash your mouth with soap.”
“I-I’m sorry, daddy, I didn’t mean to! You just feel so full inside of me. You’re so big!” You whined.
Steve chuckled lowly. “I know, baby doll. Your cunt makes a tight fit but that’s okay. It’s not your fault that you’re such a tiny baby.” Steve cooed. He looked down where the two of you connected. His cock was stretching your pulsing core to the point where it looked like you were about to split in two, but Steve had full control. He rubbed your throbbing clit, making you jolt and shake uncontrollably against his chest. He snakes his other hand to your belly, and he swore he could feel himself through your tummy. Fuck.
“You okay, love? If it’s too much, I can always pull out..” “NO! No, please daddy. I’m adjusting, it’s not hurting so much anymore..” you speak assuringly.
When more wetness starts gathering around his shaft, he holds you by the waist and pulls you slowly up and down onto his cock, almost as if you were a fleshlight. Your hand hooks onto his arms that were holding your waist, and you let out stuttering moans. “Ah!- Mmm, daddy! Oh daddy!” You cried out when his cock makes its way to the deepest parts of your body.
“You sure you’re alright? Should I stop?” Steve asks, his ruts becoming more hesitant. You quickly protest once again, “No, no daddy! It only hurts a little bit but it’s starting to feel so good! Please don’t stop!“
“Mmm, you’re a big girl, you know that? Taking daddy’s big fat cock into your tiny hole…so brave, you’re so brave for daddy.” He praises. It makes you all the more wetter when he praises you, and he knew that. His movements became smooth as it was now easier to have him gliding in and out with his cock. Your juices combined with his large amount of precum made the perfect lube.
“Oh, doll, you feel wonderful. You’re so perfect for me sweetheart. So perfect.” He said with a raspy voice. You shook your head. “No, I’m not, daddy…,” you let out a few breaths of air before continuing. “You had to work and wait so long until I was able to take half of you in…I’m so sorry daddy, I wish it was easier for you….ah-!” You yelped when Steve pinched your nipples and rutted his hips upwards against yours.
“Did I fuck you dumb or are you just being a dumb little doll questioning daddy’s judgement?” He asked with a stricter voice. “When I say you’re perfect, you’re perfect.” He started to suck bruising marks onto the skin of your neck. He had always said it was his way of claiming you. “Do you know how fucking hard I get from the mere thought of stretching your little pussy? Do you know how much I wanted to bust my load when I only got the tip in? Do you know how much I want to stuff you full of cum till your little tummy bloats? You make me loose the little self control I have when I’m around you, doll, so you better not be talking badly about yourself.”
You nodded frantically, feeling your climax closing in. “Y-Yes daddy, - ngh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to question you, - ah!”
“Atta girl, - apology accepted. Daddy’s getting close but I’m not gonna cum unless you do first, okay love?” After you hummed in response, Steve started to quicken his pace and you couldn’t help but reach your hand across his neck to pull him closer to you.
“C’mere love, I wanna kiss you.” He demanded softly. You turned to look at him before he pulled you to a long, sensual and loving kiss. His hand landed on your clit again, making it all the more difficult to last any longer. You broke the kiss as it was harder to contain your heavy breaths and moans. “O-Oh~ Daddy I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!”
“Go ahead doll, cum all over my cock like a good girl.” After a few seconds, you did so, cumming hard and twitching from the aftershocks of your orgasm. It was all too much, but it felt so good.
“Daddy, please cum inside me…I want to be full of your cum. Please, daddy give it to me!”
He grunted as his thrusts became frantic. “I’m gonna give it to you good, baby doll. Wanna stuff you full of me till you get pregnant and round with my baby…would you like that, love? Wanna start a family with me?” He asked, his voice dripping like honey.
You quickly nodded. “Mhm! Yes daddy, I wanna m-make you a real daddy, Steve! I l-love you so much!” You said and turned to him. Steve smiled with soft eyes. He has always wanted to have a family with you, and hearing you wanting to give him one now that you were able to take him made his heart flutter with delight.
“Alright, sweetheart. daddy’s gonna pump his sperm inside of you, - gonna make you a mommy.” He held tightly around your waist and chased his own high. His teeth gritted and he closed his eyes, taking in the delicious sensation of your wet channel. His mouth was hanging open, making it impossible to hold back the moans he was holding earlier. This was nothing like he has ever felt before, and even though he wanted to last longer, he knew he was bound to fail.
“Ah, shit! M’gonna-!” He threw his head up as he let loads shoot up inside you. He didn’t let you go, wanting to savor this moment as his cock was pulsing and emptying his balls full of seed. You let out a whimper of feeling his hot cum coating your walls. It felt like it was going on forever before he let out a heavy sigh and looked at you.
“How do you feel, love?” He asked. You tried to regulate your breathing before responding. “Amazing, daddy..I loved it so much.” you said. His nose nuzzled yours, enjoying the peace the sex gave you. Both of your muscles loosened up after an intense session, and now you were both tangled in each other’s bodies in bed, his cock still inside you.
“I love you, doll. You did wonderful keeping up with me. You’re a flawless woman, Y/N. Always remember that, okay?” He whispered.
You smiled and nodded, almost shedding a tear from his kind words. You cupped his face and gave him a long, heartwarming kiss. “Love you too, Steve. Thank you for being so good to me.”
So this Leia standing up which is adorable and I would have posted on Reddit to /r/catsstandingup but I haven’t really figured out Tumblr yet so is there a #catsstandingup is that what I do someone help I’m an old man
Making fun of bi women married to men and het trans people makes you a loser btw and it's not going to get you any pussy or clout, it just makes you look like an asshole. Pride month PSA
What i love about this artist’s depictions of women is even the sexualized ones the woman is always genuinely happy and enjoying herself. Frolicking or making funny faces, she’s living her life and looking sexy while doing it, not sitting in a sexual pose for the audience’s view.
My favorite thing is how Hilda is always doing something and having a BLAST! She’s not posing coyly for anyone, she’s having her own adventures and it’s not about the viewer at all
You know the whole reason why I haven’t left Tumblr after all these years is because this site is so introvert friendly.
I don’t have the attention span or much less the strength to keep up with Discord conventions (bc apparently fandom is more in Discord these days?? I am not a talkative person to even take part in a group chat *shivers*) or follow with whatever’s going down on Twitter.
I can come on here, make a post into the void and reblog a bunch of posts then ramble in the tags. It’s great. You don’t have to be a person here, you can be a faceless blog and have a grand old time.
This is why sometimes I have a hard time relating to some of your reader/Bucky fics because I would fucking fold like a lawn chair the MINUTE he showed me a crumb of attention 💀
Best friends dad sending you pics to choose from because he needs helping setting up his dating profile. Allegedly.
