Someone I’ve known for 20+ years just posted this on my Facebook wall and I’ve never felt more seen in my entire life.

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Into Cursed Pixie Dust

Fandom: MCU

Characters/Pairings: Winter Soldier x female!Reader

Word Count: 8.9K

Summary: “He's credited over two dozen assassinations in the last fifty years…” but you don’t know that. You run into him once, then again, again, again. Destiny draws you together, and neither of you can deny the pull. And yet though he never ages, you do.

Warnings: SMUT, morally grey Winter Soldier, cheating (don’t read/complain if you don’t want it), penetrative sex, sex while pregnant, fingering, WS doesn’t stalk reader but territorially has his eyes on her/is aware of her when she’s in his orbit? Minors do not interact.

Additional Notes: First LENGTHY fic here. This idea crept up on me somewhat inspired by the feeling and some of the lyrics of Mazzy Star’s Into Dust, elements of Peter Pan folklore as he never ages and Winter Soldier also has that unconventional relationship with time, and the concept that he could keep encountering the same person – not every time he’s sent on a mission, but a few times, enough for it to be significant. Part of me also liked the challenge of trying to tie him to nefarious deeds/political intrigue/etc and going down some Google and Wikipedia rabbit holes to spin the timeline of encounters together (you can see the notes/significance/context for each date at the end of the fic).

July 1961 – St. Tropez, France

You are rushing as fast as your short heels would allow down to the docks. Your parents had left the house late for their weekend away to Cannes, which meant you were late sneaking out to Hank’s boat party, but you knew you could still make it if you kept a quick enough pace. You couldn’t run and show up in a huff of sweat and disheveled hair, but swift strides should still serve to get you there before Hank gave word to pull away from shore. Hank usually ran a little late himself, but you still needed to make good time.

Hank was the oldest of the Stanton siblings, and it was his youngest sister and your best friend Helen who was your connection to this social circle. It wasn’t going to be an excessively large party, but Hank hadn’t put a stop to any of the rumors of the various summer St. Tropez social elites that could be confirmed on his guest list. Brigette Bardot was among those names, but you were angling to catch Hudson Stanton’s eye – middle son of the Stantons and recently unattached and thus newly eligible bachelor.

You don’t give more than a glance as you approach the next street and made to cross, hearing no engines around this part of the town, and so swift is your pace that you are knocked clean off your feet as someone else appears from around the corner, colliding with your path.

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This was BEAUTIFUL!!!

I was able to know a few of the dates from history, but learned a few new things along the way.

WONDERFUL!!!

Prologue

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC!Theo

Summary: Bucky has to marry a woman who surprises him more and more as their story goes along.

Word count: 726

Warnings: angst? forced marriage. Bucky's dads the worst.

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Of course Bucky has thought about marriage, dreamt about coming home after a long day at work to his wife cooking dinner or happily playing with the kids, slow dancing with her throughout the house whilst the children are tucked in bed. Sharing his dreams, fears, stories and life with his other half, a wife who he can spoil with gifts and love.

Oh I’m excited to read more of it! I love Bucky so much already, and I’m sorry for his shitty father. He is such a dick but Bucky is a sweetheart.🥺🥺

AND DONT TELL ME ONCE AGAIN THAT THIS ISNT GOOD! This is so good!❤️❤️

His father is the absolute worst!!!

Thank you so much, I love you❤️❤️

Thank you for reblogging🤍

Can his dad get any worse????

A surprise wedding day???? OMG!

making fun of americans is pretty much always ok if youre not doing it in an edgelord “you guys have so many school shootings” way or acting like we’re the only country that has racism. but like posts about americans and hamburger get me every time

This is just objectively hilarious

Actually,

The breakfast gun is taped under the table so that anyone who NEEDS to have it used on them doesn't see it until the last second.

LUNCH gun is on the left, and DINNER gun is on the right.

Just a thought...

I think we should have a Constitutional amendment stipulating that every movie – no matter what genre or rating – should have to play a blooper reel during the end credits!

I second this motion!

Who wants to put it to the floor for a vote?

Warrior/Worrier (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Summary: After a mission gone awry, Bucky finds himself on your doorstep in the middle of the night.

Words: 5.3K

Fluff, fluff and fluff and a lil bit of angst. Classic hurt/comfort and friends to lovers

Through the darkness, there's a knock on your bedroom door, so soft, so cautious, that if you hadn't already been half-awake, you're not sure you would've caught it.

Legs quickly swung over the side of your mattress, you stop and focus at a fixpoint in your moonlit room.

According to the big mission schedule hung in Steve's office, you should be the only one at the compound, so you cannot for the life in you figure out who would rap on your door at 3.30 in the morning, but it wasn't just something you'd imagined because there it is again. A knock, not much louder than before, but definitely there.

reading the part where Bucky explains his need to see her again really got to me 😭 poor baby breaking BONES and immediately going to see the person he’s in love with one more time instead of going to the hospital… the sad and happy emotions I felt reading this! 😭

@abcdestinyyyy aw love, so happy you were able to feel the emotions that I put into this piece 🥰 honestly the highest compliment as a writer. Thank you so much for this comment. Truly made my day ❤️

Fluffy hurt and love-sick Bucky!!!!!

The Captain and the Maiden

Summary: Plain and simple, the Captain is your first.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Reader

Word count: 2.7K

Warnings: Deflowering, sexual intercourse, unprotected sex, cunnilingus. 

A/N: By request from Anon! Thank you @agniavateira for being my beta and muse :3

Title: The Captain and the Maiden

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Three’s Company

Summary: While on a mission, a mysterious substance makes you incredibly horny.

Pairing: Loki x Bucky x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. Minors DNI. 18+ ONLY. Threesome. MMF. Sex Pollen.

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You knew you’d made a mistake as soon as you left the boys behind. Loki and Bucky were teasing you about how you had gotten captured so easily on the last mission. It was a sore subject for you, and you didn’t want to talk about it.

You walked faster down the dark corridor, turning quickly into the first room on your left. They called after you to wait for them. You should have listened. The door slammed shut behind you, the lights coming on as the ceiling sprayed a red foggy substance on you.

Summar: Lumberjack Henry is coming home from work and he is starving for your sweet cherry pie...

Pairing: AU!Lumberjack Henry x Reader

Warning: RPF, 18+, minors DNI, rough-sex, creampie, kitchen sex, manhandling.

A/N: Okay @brexrif @raspberrydreamclouds are responsible for this hand slip, Lumberjack Cavill is legit.

Lumberjack Henry

Working hard between the pines has taken its toll; the adrenaline, the intoxicating scent of nature, has all been toying with his senses, making him starve for something he can't quite place.

But then when he comes home - when he steps in and places his big axe next to the door and finds you bending over the table to set dinner for the two, the wolf within him awakes and he knows it's more than dinner he craves for.

Your ass looks delicious in those tight jeans.

All he wants to do is take what’s rightfully his.

HOLY HELL!

Take me out to the Ballgame

Avengers Bucky

Summary: Sam discovers you played baseball before joining his team. Bucky ends up being your biggest fan and perhaps a date and kiss from your crush when the game ends.

Content warning: None that I can think of - fluff! Sweet Bucky who's a little jealous...

You had only just been with the team for a few months, so you were the "new recruit" of the group. You mainly kept to yourself, enjoying the friendly banter between everyone else, joining in every so often. You liked Sam and Steve the best since they were so friendly and welcoming. Nat and Wanda were nice too, but it was hard to read them, and they didn't seem to open up to you right away as the guys did.

Then there was Bucky. You liked it when he was around since he never really talked that much, like you. You would often sit next to him in group settings since he was the quietest and he would lightly nod and politely smile at you letting you know it was ok to sit next to him.

pretty boy

pairing: spencer reid x reader

summary: spencer walks in one day with a new look. you handle it pretty well.

a/n: im in the opposite of a writing slump right now (will prob fall into a writing slump right after i say this) probably because im procrastinating on essays for school and i can only write when im meant to be doing work. but tiny little fluffy spencer one shots are very good for the soul right now. i think it's my way of healing from my hotch fic

wc: 1.8k

warning(s): one slightly sexual joke from emily. all fluff

You usually don’t get to the office this early, but you don’t exactly have a choice. The BAU’s last couple cases have all run one after another, barely leaving you any time in the office, and now you’re paying for it. 

You’ve got a mountain of paperwork to get through and not nearly enough time to do it all—if you’re lucky, you’ll be writing reports for a few days straight. If you’re not, you’ll be putting in some overtime.  

“This is the most focused I’ve ever seen you this early,” Derek comments. 

You shake your head with a sigh. “These reports are government mandated torture.” 

GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET AND TWIRLING MY HAIR RNNNN

Being a single father was never Jensen’s plan, but when his wife unexpectedly passes away just months after giving birth to their little girl, that is exactly what he becomes. His life has been about nothing but his daughter for years. Now Gen and Jared think it’s time for him to move on, and they may know just the right girl to help him do it. Jensen is not so sure. Will he give it a shot? Or will the ghost of his dead wife make him ruin what could possibly be the best thing to ever happen to him and his family?

Part 1     Part 2     Part 3     Part 4     Part 5    Part 6     Part 7     Part 8  

Part 9     Part 10   Part 11   Part 12   Part 13  Part 14   Part 15   Part 16 

Part 17   Part 18   Part 19   Part 20

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alternative cover by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

This series is so well written. Be ready to go on a roller coaster ride, and have tissues nearby just in case.

It took me from Friday evening, when it happened to come up on my feed from a reblog from a mutual to finishing it today.

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this series!!! Must read!

the alpha next door

pairing: alpha!steve rogers x omega!female reader

summary: you and your neighbor are harboring feelings for each other, but both of you think the other is too sweet. then, things take a turn when your first heat since moving in hits, revealing the depth of your feelings for the alpha next door—and his for you.

warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!!), omegaverse AU tropes (heats, knots, purring, mating, scenting), piv sex, breeding kink/pregnancy kink (reader's on birth control tho), accidental voyeurism, masturbation (m + f), dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink, little bit of mommy kink, size kink, pet names (baby), mutual pining, idiots in love, dual pov

word count: 8.9k

a/n: here's my entry for @stargazingfangirl18 and @labella420's Cum Together Extravaganza!!! i used the A/B/O AU and breeding kink prompts—and this is my very first omegaverse fic!!! so uhhh please be kind because i don't know what i'm doing 😅 also loosely inspired by "too sweet" by hozier!! anyway, this ended up a lot longer than i thought it would be....whoops!! hope y'all enjoy!!!

When you first moved into the little pink cottage next door, Steve Rogers decided that you were too sweet for an ex-soldier alpha like him. An omega like you was filled with sunshine and gentleness, and you deserved an alpha who would treat you like the precious thing you were. 

The kindest thing Steve could do for you was stay away. The thoughts you inspired in his alpha hindbrain had him hating the rough and greedy animal side of himself. He wanted to dig his fingers into your plush hips and bend you over, make you present your pretty little body in the way the alpha in him craved. 

But he reminded himself you were too sweet. Too sweet for the obscene thoughts that plagued his mind. Too sweet to be defiled by a big alpha like him. Too sweet to be swollen and round and glowing because you were carrying his child…

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To all the people in the notes wondering how we got anywhere before GPS: we got lost a lot. Like a lot. If it was a new place we would pull out the maps, we all had local maps in the car and then these huge huge huge books of maps called atlases and we'd have one for every state we'd be driving through

And before a trip we would plot our whole entire route, and go back over it every night at the hotel, and we would write all the directions down on a little note and someone would be in charge of navigation and making sure we didn't miss any turns.

For local stuff all directions would be described in reference to other things. You still see this when older folks give directions. Do you ever get the "do you know where the ruby Tuesday is? No? How about the Buffalo wild wings? Yeah okay so from there go down til you see a Wendy's and turn left..." instead of them just telling u the address so u can plug it into ur GPS? That's why.

I have fond memories of getting helaciously lost in Kentucky because we had to go around a bad accident, and we didn't have a Kentucky map because we hadn't planned on going thru Kentucky and we stopped at a gas station to get a map but they didn't have any and my dad came back to the car swearing up and down about these goddamn Kentucky communists who didn't even sell maps in their gas stations,

honestly the funniest thing about this post is referring to kentuckians as communists.

I remember these days. Can confirm. I was lucky to get print outs of Mapquest directions, and going on the wrong highway bc I only kind of knew where I was going.

I recently had to drive through the New York expressway or whatever the fuck they call that clusterfuck and I honestly would still be lost in New York if we didn’t have gps.

My father was a GEOGRAPHY teacher and could not read a map to save his or our lives when driving. This is why my mother taught me how to read road maps and to always turn the map in the direction that we are going.

My husband used to be an over the road 18-wheeler truck driver, and even with Qual Com he would still get lost. He had his Atlas, which we still have, that would help him get around when he was somewhere unfriendly to big rigs.

Even with GPS, we still use the Atlas a lot because of the fact that if it's someplace small and rural the GPS can get things wrong.