Fire & Ice

Kylo Ren x Reader (Medieval AU)

2k; Content Warnings: NSFW (Temperature play [ice cubes and hot wax], praise kink, body worship, begging, PIV, multiple orgasms, orgasm delay, mild lactation kink if you squint lol)

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You and Kylo are so similar, in so many ways. You share a passion unmatched my any that the kingdom has ever seen, you share likes and dislikes, music and food and clothing all to the same taste. You are both revered by the people, adored, even those you take prisoner cannot be mad at you for too long. Yes, you are so similar, and that is something for which you are grateful.

However, there are differences, because of course there are.

Kylo rules with an iron fist, with an explosive aggression that takes his enemies by storm. He is loud and ruthless and cruel, unrelenting to those who oppose him. He leaves no survivors, leaves no home standing, flames licking into the night sky with reckless abandon, as his war cry echoes through the burning valleys.

You are quiet, clever. You rule with firm precision, with calculated moves, with sharp eyes and a silver tongue. Your enemies do not know when they are killed, only that they are dead, and it has been by your hand. Your charm runs cold when confronted with those who oppose you, the warmth drained from your presence so that they may feel the errors of their ways frozen deep in their bones.  

Where Kylo is fire, you are ice.

Funny that it should work out that way, Kylo thinks, as your back arches up to meet the cubes of frozen water he dangles above your stomach.

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Outlaw!Kylo Ren x Outlaw!Reader (Wild West AU)

2.2k ; Content Warnings: Mentions of scars, NSFW (Masturbation [Kylo jerking off], leather kink, scent kink/turned on by smells, mild praise kink)

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Sparkling blue waters, crystalline and deep. Kylo stares into them, into the ancient bend in the canyon there, and lookin’ back at him his reflection blinks. The water’s so still that it looks like it’s supposed to be made of glass, smooth and delicate. That ain’t no river, Kylo thinks to himself when he wades in, can’t be. No, surely it must be some kinda mirage out in the Arizona desert, a place like this couldn’t be real.

When the water ripples around your naked body just some feet away, he’s pretty damn sure you couldn’t be real neither.

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My Favorite Kind Of Night - 2.

Camboy!Bucky x CEO!Reader

Part 2 of this series

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk

James Buchanan Barnes walked into your office not even a minute after your assistant walked out. And you took one look at him and your jaw almost dropped to the floor.

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My Favorite Kind Of Night - 1.

Camboy!Bucky x CEO!Reader

Part 1 of this series

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk,

Half past five.

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You, Me, and the Our in Between

Pairing: Stucky x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Steve dumps you and regrets it. Bucky picks up the pieces. 

Warnings: SMUT. Threesomes. Cheating (ish). Protective Steve. Injured! Reader. Violence. Bucky being a goof. FLUFF. 

A/N: Post Endgame. Steeb doesn’t go back in time like a dumb fuck.

He loved you far too much to keep you.

At least, that’s what Steve tells himself. 

Multiple times and in multiple different ways.

This had been three years post-Snap. Three years that he had dedicated to therapy and support groups, and you became something of an afterthought. Physically, you were together. He’d make you come, and you’d return it in kind, but he couldn’t let himself open up further. The Snap had left him winded - left him muddled and shattered.

We have to move on.

But he couldn’t.

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it’s not love • hawks

YOU WERE ALWAYS listening to something.

A pair of headphones would be perched around your head as you walk outside your apartment and cross the street. Or, a pair of earphones hidden by your palm over your ears as you sit through a boring lecture. Bluetooth speakers or a vinyl record player when you felt lovely and wanted a slow romantic dance with your shadow instead of a hardcore dance on top of the couch.

Keigo knew all this because he would always see you on the sidelines, smiling or musing to the melody in your head.

It’s like you were this yellow colour amidst the blue and gray of the city buzz.

All

Keigo

can

see

is

you.

Nightmares: Hawks ver

******* this is really awful I’m not really proud of this one but I also struggled for two days trying to write it. So EFF it. I tried therefore I should not be judged…or somethin XDDD

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Getting a mouthful of feathers was not how you intended to be jolted awake from your slumber but apparently your bed partner had other plans. 

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CANDLE LIGHT.

◦ drabble.

◦ keigo takami x pro hero reader

◦ warnings : fluff

December was a rainy month. The streets were practically flooded with rainwater and sleet, hail as well as raindrops assaulting the roof of the house at regular intervals. Each pang against the roof felt like a comet, so wretchedly annoying and irritating to listen to, day in and day out.

The annoyance of the hail didn't go unmatched, however, as a certain winged hero could give any natural anomaly a run for it's money when it came to the factor of irritating people.

Keigo's voice was always rough in the mornings, an octave lower than his already gravelly tone, which wasn’t helping the situation at hand at all.

“(Name),” The older man groaned, his warm hands wrapped around your midriff. Fingers intertwined like a basket weave around your middle, his hands locked together to trap you within his embrace. "Don’t go, sweetheart, the streets will be safe without you for a day.”

“Keigo,” You groaned, your nimble fingers working to unwrap his arms from around your body, “It's less about keeping people safe, and more about making them feel safe.” You turned your head, a smile tugging on your lips as you looked down on your tired lover’s form. “You know this, baby.”

The man’s face colored at the pet name. Slamming his head into the pillow, he screamed dramatically.

You giggled shortly. “You’re acting as if you're a child, my love.”

“Don't care, you’re leaving me,” Keigo whined airly, fixing you with huge, pleading eyes. “Please, princess, just one day?”

“No, I have to go today. Go back to bed, honey, and when you wake up, I'll be home.” You offered, rubbing your left eye with the back of your hand as you stood to get dressed.

Your boyfriend huffed. “Fine, be safe, and if you die, I'll kill you,” He jested, his chapped lips curled into half of a smile.

You sighed, slipping on your tshirt. “What am I gonna do with you?"

“Come cuddle?”

“Absolutely not.”

Maybe

Hawks x Ex-Hero! Reader

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❝Seasons Change❞

↳Your ex boyfriend makes a surprise visit after an unexpected breakup.

Pairing: Takami Keigo x Reader

Warnings: Gender-neutral reader/pronouns, angst, post-break up hurt, emotional hurt.

Word count: 1.2k

Conan Gray Lyric Starter Prompts:

> I got nothing to offer

> I’ve gotten tired of the games that you play

>You tell me you love me then you throw me away

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His words rang around repeatedly in your head. The look he held permanently etched into your brain, if you shut your eyes for too long the memory would flash against your eyelids. There was no forgetting, no moving on. Not when there was no closure.

“I got nothing to offer,” he grimaced, hands tucked into his pockets he couldn’t even look at you, “Okay? And you don’t want me you just think you do.”

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If you ever, and I mean EVER think that you fucked something up royally, remember that the organizers of the 1904 Olympic marathon:

- Had zero stations for water on the 26 mile (42 km) course

- Accidentally gave North American competitor Tom Hicks a cocktail made of egg whites, brandy, and actual fucking rat poison

- Had a guy come into the race late wearing a beret and cutoff slacks, sneak into an apple orchard during the race because no food had been given to him for 40 hours, eat rotten apples, projectile vomit onto the track, fall asleep for hours, and finish in fourth place OVERALL because most of the other runners collapsed of exhaustion or injuries

- Conducted the race on a dusty road, which caused so much dust to be kicked into the air that an American runner somehow inhaled enough to tear his STOMACH LINING open

- Accidentally released feral dogs onto the track

- Fucked the other competitors up SO BADLY that Tom Hicks—the guy who ate RAT POISON and was HALLUCINATING the entire run—came in first place

The Late Show with Stephen Colbert // 16 October 2015

five pumps of liquid sugar

HAWKS x F!QUIRKLESS!READER

— synopsis: you didn’t do much after getting through high school. you got an associates degree in business and just rented an apartment above an empty store to open a small tea/coffee shop on a quiet street in japan. you had a few regulars and always had a few tourists passing through, but never really a crowd. you were happy with your quiet life, up until a certain prohero all but flew in through your doors one warm afternoon and threw you for a loop.

— warnings: fluff, canon divergence, tooth-rotting fluff, coffee shop au, hawks is a red-tailed hawk and i use that to my advantage, possible slight ooc

— word count: 4.5k

— a/n: this… this is peak self indulgence. not apologizing for it though

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