Pairing: Ex-Boyfriend!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Summary: You find a familiar face in your kitchen.

Word Count: 300

Playlist Prompt: Hey! Baby - Bruce Channel / “I'm gonna make her mine, all mine”

Warnings: Past relationship, tension, slight angst, Steve Rogers (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Day 5 of the June Jukebox Scribbles Challenge by @societynsoelsscribbles . Let's do a small intro for ex!Steve.❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @saradika-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications as I no longer do taglists. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You set your purse down when you heard music drifting from the kitchen, mentally bracing yourself. 

Summary: Your new gym comes with a few perks. Heated swimming pool, sauna, and your very own personal trainer. Bucky Barnes. And he has the best way of making sure you work up a sweat.

Pairing: MMA!Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Smut, size kink, belly bulge, choking, praise kink and hint of breeding kink, beefy Bucky.

A/N: Beta’d by the lovely @maladaptivexxdaydreaming and @lfnr-blog-blog-blog.

|Masterlist↬MMA Masterlist↬Library ↬Kofi|

Good for one free personal training session.

The neatly handwritten words stare up at you.

A thin ribbon of blue ink smeared across the words from where he circled the word personal.

Putting the corners of the thin white card between your fingers, you spin it to the front. Brooklyn’s 107th Gym embossed in bold black lettering above a pair of red and blue boxing gloves.

Steve G. Rogers and J. Bucky Barnes inscribed in fine black lettering.

You trace your finger over the latter’s name.

Bucky Barnes.

He’s been starring in your dreams ever since you walked into his gym a few weeks ago. And after you discovered a few videos of his fights, demonstrating his sheer strength and agility, he’s the reason your favorite vibrator has been getting more of a workout than you have.

Turning the card back over, you blow a shaky breath through your lips.

Good for one free personal training session.

And you wonder just how personalized it will be.

If this isn't Bucky & Bee, then I don't want it 🥹

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DVmmZFdD-No/?igsh=MW9lNTFsaTM3a2JuYw==

-Ghosty 👻

P.s. again im sorry for sending you messages back to back... if you tell me to stop i will, I dont want to be a pain in the ass for you 😟

Heavy on the "this is the only boys sweatshirt you're going to own" 🤣

All Bee has to do is mention something once and Bucky is on it.

She says she's cold, he has a jacket ready for her.

Her little legs get tired from walking, all she has to do ia put her arms and he's bending down to pick her up.

Its the summer and she's getting hot—Bee didn't even say anything, just let out an unhappy sigh and that was all Bucky needed to hear, he has an ice cream cone on the way, one of the guys is pulling out a portable fan, Bucky's taking off his suit jacket to hold over her so he can block the sun.

Mal watching all of this unfold over a sigh, knowing that she picked the perfect man to have babies with

A/N: Written for the June Jukebox Scribbles. Prompt: Therefore I Am - Billie Eilish / “I don't think I caught your name”

A/N2: Reader is female. No other physical descriptors used.

Warnings: Not taking "no" for an answer. Please let me know if I missed any.

Word Count: 278

The weather is perfect for a walk to your favorite bookstore. The sun is shining but the heat isn't oppressive. You actually have the energy to go for the walk. It's a perfect day!

Or it would be if it weren't for the jackass interrupting your book shopping.

"I'm surprised to see a pretty woman in the sci-fi section," he said, standing a little too close to you. "Usually you're all in the romance section looking for your next smut read."

You don't respond to him, preferring to move a little away and pretending you're looking for a book on another shelf.

Instead of taking the hint, he takes a step towards you, getting even closer than he was before.

"Hey, I don't think I caught your name."

"Because she didn't give it," a familiar voice chimes in.

You turn and smile, "Raymond! So good to see you!" Giving Raymond a hug, you let yourself relax, knowing that he is staring the other man down.

"It's good to see you as well," he replies, his voice tight. Clearly the other man hasn't left just yet. "I made sure to set aside the latest Scalzi novel for you."

Pulling away just enough that you can see his face, you beam at the man who's still glaring over your shoulder.

"Thank you, so much, Raymond! I owe you one!"

Raymond's hold slackens a little and he finally turns to you, smiling softly.

"You owe me nothing. But if you insist, you can join me for a cuppa at the cafe next door."

"Sounds like the perfect way to thank my hero."

"It's a date," he smiles.

A perfect day, indeed.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky wants you to come home.

Word Count: 300

Playlist Prompt: Right Place, Wrong Time - Dr. John / “But I'm having such a good time”

Warnings: Implied arranged marriage, tension, possible soft!dark vibes if you squint, pet names (sweetheart, angel), drinking, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Day 4 of the June Jukebox Scribbles Challenge by @societynsoelsscribbles . ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @saradika-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications as I no longer do taglists. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You sipped your drink, watching your friends from your table as they danced. A faint smile touched your lips. They were having fun. So were you.

How are you? I am OK!

I don't have much time today so all creativity lies with you. Who is he and how do you fall into his clutches?

xoxo Wetnessday anon 💦

Ahh, I wanted to write a full blurb for this, but my brain is a little rusty from being overworked with studying 😅

So let me just go with basic outline:

Steve is the golden star of MMA

admired for shown honour and liked for his sassy mouth, but he's more layered than the public suspects

His advisor and best friend, Bucky, decides to bring a sport psychologist to the team

Steve's not exactly against it

but when he meets you, he decides he's interested in something else than your expertise

And Steve is a very determined man, who has a tendency to fuck the rules

So not only he doesn't care for ethics, but crosses lines to get you as his ultimate lifetime prize 😏

Pairing: Benjamin Poindexter x Female Reader

Summary: You witness something you shouldn't have, and Bullseye just wants to talk.

Word Count: 300

Playlist Prompt: I Wanna Be Bad - Willa Ford / “No I can't promise that I won't do that”

Warnings: Soft!Dark tone and vibes, mention of murder and blood, threat of violence (not against reader), Benjamin Poindexter (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Day 2 of the June Jukebox Scribbles Challenge by @societynsoelsscribbles . ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @saradika-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications as I no longer do taglists. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Your hand shook as you locked the door, your heart pounding so fast it ached. You blinked tears away and did your best to steady your breathing. You had to calm down and think of soothing things.