#pepper grindr

[nectar-cellar]

OC Obscure Associations

thank you for the tag!! @descendantdragfi @elderwisp @treason-and-plot @holocene-sims lets ignore the fact that im super late to doing this 🤍

honestly i had to think ab these a lot i hope they make sense even tho they probably don't 💀

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ANIMAL: scared cold wet dog that was left out in the rain

COLORS: black

MONTH: december

SONGS: less than zero - the weeknd

NUMBER: 13

PLANTS: a small potted cactus

SMELLS: old books, gasoline, chlorine, the smell of grass and roads after the rain, sandalwood, smoke and leather

GEMSTONE: ruby and obsidian

TIME OF DAY: 3AM

SEASON: winter

PLACES: a late-night diner, an empty library

FOOD: chinese takeout, greasy cheesy pizza, falafel, instant ramen, fast food

DRINKS: black coffee, cans of redbull and monster, cheap beer, tequila, foul-tasting protein shakes

ELEMENT: earth

ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: i'm honestly stumped by this one bc i'm not very well versed in astrology. what sign do u think he is

SEASONINGS: pepper, chili, cumin, cardamom, cinnamon, garlic, hot sauce

SKY: dawn

WEATHER: rainy, dreary, foggy days. a hot summer night. a snowy east coast winter.

MAGICAL POWER: mindreading / telepathy

WEAPONS: a metal baseball bat. brass knuckles. a small pistol.

SOCIAL MEDIA: twitter, letterboxd, an empty grindr profile

MAKEUP PRODUCT: he doesn't wear any but smudgy black kohl eyeliner and black nail polish are very him. maybe some glitter face paint too.

CANDY: chewing gum he bought from the corner store

METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: plane (economy seats)

ART STYLE: a rough pencil sketch made in a notebook... also, not sure what u call it but that art style you see in older superhero comic books

FEAR: fear of abandonment

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: the griffin, or alternatively, a vampire with a moral dilemma

PIECE OF STATIONARY: wooden pencil

THREE EMOJIS: 🖤🙏🔥

CELESTIAL BODY: the moon 🥺🌙

[goodnightmemes]

TIKTOK SENTENCE STARTERS PART 7

some of these are quotes from tiktok creators, and some are from various other forms of media that were popular audios/trends on tiktok

❛ I’ve slept with like 1/3rd of them. Some would call me a groupie. I would also call me a groupie. ❜

❛ What do you think about Celine Dion? Are you just done with her? ❜

❛ We can as a family just scroll through Grindr. ❜

❛ Oh no, someone’s driving by. Get small. ❜

❛ Is my butt juicy yet? I’m really looking for some instant gratification. ❜

❛ I can’t even control my emotions, how am I supposed to control a machine? ❜

❛ Who airdropped Markiplier!Jesus at the Shrek rave?! ❜

❛ The best way to get back at someone who wronged you is to live a happy life. But chemically I can’t do that. So I’m gonna fuck his dad. ❜

❛ I send my best emails unmedicated. ❜

❛ The mothman stole my catalytic converter in Point Pleasent, West Virginia. ❜

❛ Bigfoot ate all the bottles out of my recycling bin and called my mom a slut. ❜

❛ The chupacabra keeps stealing packages off my front porch and sending my wife suggestive text messages.  ❜

❛ I don’t trust your physical therapist because she also said you move your hands like this and you get rid of ghosts.

❛ I see Gods law not as a restriction but as a challenge. Now give me the ranch! ❜

❛ Satan will have to dig deeper just to hold me! ❜

❛ We may be low income but we’re not low in c*m. ❜

❛ He says he only hangs out with you because there are more spiders in your house than average.  ❜

❛ I am the silliest of enemies to have. I will make powerpoints disparaging your character, and I will keep this bit going for a minimum of five years. ❜

❛ I will not be silenced by the mailman. ❜

❛ If God didn’t want me to commit fatherless behavior he should have given my mother better taste in men. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have things to do. ❜

❛ Bro, they bell peppered downtown. Bro. They bell peppered it. How could you bell pepper my downtown? Bro, they bell peppered me. Dude, I got bell peppered. ❜

❛ When you’re sitting there mixing ice cream into ramen you can’t help but think “what if this is a prank? what if they put that there just to see if they can get me to eat it?” ❜

❛ Here’s the thing: future me? Rich. I believe in her. That bitch is wealthy. Current me? Broke, but I’ve got free time and I’m healthy-ish. So I’m booking trips to faraway places on that bitches credit card, and I am / will be my own sugar mama. ❜

❛ It seems like nobody wants to dabble in the dark arts anymore. It’s all candle spells and rosemary. ❜

❛ The other day I tripped over a lemon hex and dislocated one of my chakras. Thank god for those Reiki healing classes I took at the YMCA. ❜

❛I just don’t understand this younger generation of witches anymore. I mean, if you’re not in a cemetery after midnight summoning the spirits of your dead ancestors to seek vengeance on your landlord for raising the rent, then what are you doing? ❜

[benihana-circumcision]

its kinda fukt thinkin abt the type of dude/genderneutral rapist or pest or sublegal loser that makes connections w the sole ulterior motive of sex cuz it's almost Never actually a matter of tru desire. or actually wanting to fuck some1 that bad. like it's not even driven by instinctual physiological libido or the rapeculture-mythologized Irresistible Male Hormonal Urges.... it's j a matrix of societally-encouraged compulsions, a calculation of vulnerabilities. like im sure if half of em breathed for a second and even had an Crumb of self-inquiry or self-doubt and thought "do i really want it that bad? is this worth it?" the answer would 100% be "nah i should just get a dr pepper and jerk off and/or jerk off into a doctor pepper" but it's like .... they see some1 they tjink they can Get Away With fucking or manipulating or disposing and they just hit the gas . Anyone can b vulnerable to this particular thoughtlessness btw. Like not as in being a victim but as in getting puppeteered by this pattern. Ik i personally have had to stop n think to hit the brakes before (not in like a sex criminal way but in like a 'surfing grindr and making moves just cuz i Think i Can Score rather than actually being that into the person' way)

[station26]

we need to add a feature to grindr where we can pepper spray men through the phone

[themculibrary]

Texting Masterlist

After the Tone (ao3) - bozuri (Poljupci) G, 1k

Summary: Peter sort of, kind of accidentally forgot his half-finished lab report at the Tower the other day. There began the tricky, convoluted and delicate process of trying to arrange for his report to be returned to him in a timely manner.

or: Nobody calls these days. Voicemails are (somehow) still a thing. And Tony is exasperated(ly fond) beyond belief.

All's Fair in Love and Basketball (ao3) - janonny steve/tony G, 1k

Summary: Tony is hiding in his workshop and his teammates are hassling him with text messages after a game of basketball with Steve goes wrong. Can’t a bunch of superheroes let a fellow superhero lick his injured pride in peace?

Beat That (ao3) - AuroraWest loki/stephen E, 2k

Summary: It's morning in New Asgard and the middle of the night in New York City, but that doesn't stop Loki and Stephen from having a…stimulating conversation via text, complete with photos.

Booty call (ao3) - Just_Bill steve/tony M, 3k

Summary: Tony inadvertently messages the wrong number, thinking he's chatting with someone he met on Grindr. It's Steve's luckiest break all week.

Crossing all the Lines (ao3) - Cobrafantasies sam/bucky E, 9k

Summary: Sexting, phone sex and the real thing. Sam and Bucky cross all the lines.

eat or be eaten (ao3) - TheSistersBread G, 1k

Summary: Accidentally messaging MJ when Tony Stark turns up in his apartment is the best mistake of Peter’s life.

OR

Peter trolls Tony Stark with his two enablers- I mean friends. Tony just doesn’t know what he did to deserve this.

Grilled (ao3) - cincoflex pepper/tony T, 975

Summary: Texts between two people on two different levels.

If You Need Me (ao3) - poetically_ordinary steve/tony, wanda/vision G, 1k

Summary: Steve doesn’t know what he was expecting fully when he sent Tony the letter and the phone, but it's safe to say that this wasn't it.

Lightbulb (ao3) - smol_bird peter/wade, background steve/tony T, 8k

Summary: wHY THE HELL ARE YOU TEXTING STRANGERS AT 2 AM WITH LIGHTBULB JOKES?!

I’ll do you one better: why the hell are you responding to strangers who text you at 2 am with lightbulb jokes?

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The one in which Peter Parker was brought up not to talk to strangers but does it anyway; and hey, it's not like it goes too badly.

No Place I Can Be (ao3) - tictactoesws steve/tony T, 2k

Summary: When Steve leaves at the end of the movie, Tony slips him a phone with his number programmed into it. A story of resolving issues through excessive texting and (eventually) Halloween costumes.

Peter Parker Is Night Monkey (NOT CLICKBAIT!!) (ao3) - vague_witchy_powers mj/peter, ned/betty G, 12k

Summary: The events of Spider-Man: Far From Home, as told through the text messages of Peter Parker and his friends.

While Peter has to save the world, navigate grief and stress and anxiety, and try to tell MJ how he feels... his classmates set out to prove that he is Spider-Man.

Mr. Harrington and Mr. Dell just want to get everybody home alive.

So Parker's a Stripper... (ao3) - VaguelyAnnoyedWriter T, 2k

Summary: The Academic Decathlon tries to figure out Peter’s secret. They come to the wrong assumption...

Telephone (Long Distance Love Affair) (ao3) - kiss_me_cassie clint/natasha T, 2k

Summary: I fucking love you! I would reciprocate the feeling if i knew who this was.

And the rest, as they say, was history...

Texting Gone Wild (ao3) - Sparcina loki/tony, steve/bucky E, 1k

Summary: Tony clicked on ‘Sent Messages’. There, just below that text to ‘Cap’, was…

1h55. Tony: God, Steve, I want Loki so much. Preferably on top, fucking me brainless. I don’t even mind if it hurts.

He had sent that goddamn message, he really had. But not to Steve. He shook his head, trying to shuffle the letters in some other order, but L, O, K, I didn’t form that many meaningful anagrams. Ikol? Okil? Loik?

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” The irony was not lost on him. He was going to die tonight, thrown through another fucking window, because he was texting the wrong guy.

In which Tony texts his (lethal, godly) crush instead of his friend, and it's both a mistake and the best idea he's had in a very, very long time.

The Baffling Case of Theo G (ao3) - lcy2 N/R, 1k

Summary: spiderman: THERE ARE MULTIPLE QUICKSILVERS????????

scarletwitch: this is far more entertaining than expected

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short chat fic that’s exactly as self-indulgent as my other works.

think of me once in a while (ao3) - etoileslarmoyantes sam/bucky N/R, 1k

Summary: He sits on his couch and takes his phone out of his pocket. "11 new texts from Sam" is what the screen indicates. He takes a deep breath in and opens his message's app. -- or : after Steve died, Bucky secluded himself and Sam tries to be here for him nevertheless.

Where Your Heart Lies (ao3) - Shuufleur tony/bucky T, 2k

Summary: After the Accords, everything was a mess. Then Tony received a lot of files. Then he and Barnes were texting. Then things started to get better.

who needs sleep when you have family? (ao3) - starkskypines G, 3k

Summary: Mr. Stark had said that Peter wouldn’t be coming into Stark Industries on his spring break. He was a kid, he needed to live a little, or something like that. Peter didn’t know how to explain that going to Stark Industries was fun, so he agreed to not come in this week. So there shouldn’t be five missed text messages on his phone from Mr. Stark.

Peter opens those first as he wanders through the apartment toward the kitchen.

What do you think the life expectancy for cats would be on a world with a different gravity level? Like longer or shorter? We think too much gravity would be detrimental right? The daily wear and tear, but what if it’s not? What if it affects cats differently? Cats are weird little freaks. You can’t trust them. They’ll stab you in the back. But they’re also great cuddlers when they choose. Humph. Maybe I should start calling Natasha a cat.

Had Mr. Stark actually typed out the word “humph?” And did he just imply that the Black Widow is a cuddler?

or: Tony texts Peter while sleep-deprived. hilarity ensues.

works of modern art (ao3) - notcaycepollard sam/bucky E, 1k

Summary: About a minute after sending the text (you like what you see, sweetheart?) his phone vibrates.

why the fuck did you text me a picture of your dick, Barnes

Oh no.

Oh no.

Oh fucking Christ, no.

holy shit i am so sorry, he sends hurriedly, wrong number i swear to god, we don’t have to talk about it or mention it ever again. for the love of god please don’t tell Steve.

no, man, we’re cool, Sam replies, and Bucky feels himself breathe, relax back a little against his pillows.

thanks, he types in. Thinks about what else to add, and while he’s hesitating, another text comes through from Sam.

you know, not that I’m criticizing or anything, but you can do better than that pic, Barnes.

Wrong But Right (ao3) - merelypassingtime clint/bucky T, 1k

Summary: In which Bucky receives a text from a wrong number and doesn’t mind at all.

[liminalmemories21]

🌙🌼🔽

I don’t understand technology and how the little pictures work lol, but these questions for Carlos, or for TK and Carlos together

Thank you!

(Sleep/ sex/ aging headcanon)

☾ - sleep

TK is the first person Carlos has ever slept with just to sleep with, not to have sex with. When TK started staying over the night Carlos had to learn a whole new bed etiquette. He wakes up the first couple of weeks at least once a night because TK has kicked him until he gives up some of the blankets, and shifts over to a side of the bed instead of sleeping in the middle. In turn he has to learn how to sleep with the noises of someone else next to him - TK doesn't snore exactly, but when he settles into sleep his breathing changes, and he talks in his sleep sometimes. Never anything that makes sense, although sometimes it sounds like a disjointed grocery list. Sometimes Carlos stays awake just so that he can listen to whatever random free association TK's brain is doing at 2am.

✿ - Sex

When he started sleeping with TK, Carlos would have said he's had enough sex to know what he likes and what he doesn't. He's hooked up with guys in clubs, and more rarely with guys from Grindr, he thought he understood his own body. But, TK's the first person who really takes the time to pay attention, to learn Carlos's body, to figure out his tells. TK ends up being a lot of firsts Carlos didn't know he had left to give someone. He ends up teaching Carlos how to enjoy his body in a way he didn't know he could.

∇ -. old age/aging

Carlos has met Owen, and he expects TK to be the one of them who freaks out when he finds his first grey hair, expects to find hair dye in the cupboard under the sink when he looks one day. But, TK's weirdly excited about it when Jonah gleefully points out the first few grey hairs when he comes to visit one summer. When he asks TK shrugs. "Never really expected to make it to old enough to have to worry about grey hairs. I kind of like the proof of life."

Carlos, on the other hand, hates it when the first grey start peppering his hair, threatens to shave it off more than once. But TK pouts, and threatens to withhold sex if Carlos cuts off the curls. Carlos is reasonably sure that TK wouldn't really be able to hold out that long, but he likes the way TK combs his fingers through Carlos's hair, twisting the curls between his fingers when they watch TK. And, he really likes the way TK pulls his hair when Carlos gets him too far gone to remember to be polite. So, he lives with the grey and puts up with the teasing from his sisters.

[lasesmed]

You know, I never imagined that 'sexually harassing people on grindr is bad' would be a wedge issue

There's a post series going around about the fact that you shouldn't send people unwanted dick pics and a bunch of people are apparently immediately reacting by saying that grindr is a hookup app, people should find another app, etc etc

Like, one, I go on grindr to find other trans people, because literally no other widely known apps for queer people exist here

Two, even if sending people explicit sexual images unprompted was fine, there is an option on grindr that says "don't send me explicit sexual images", and even with that turned on, I still get dozens of dickpics a day when I'm active on there, which is fucking bullshit

"Just block them" I DONT WANT TO SEE DICK PICS IN THE FIRST PLACE. it shouldn't be my fucking responsibility to block the hundreds of people going into my dms to show me their genitals, they shouldn't be sending them to me in the first place

If you go up to someone in real life and sexually harass them, are you gonna be surprised when you get pepper sprayed?

[morgue-xiiv]

I get on really well with my parents which has a sliiiight downside when we have a conversation like

d: "oh I couldn't find coarse ground pepper so I bought whole peppercorns."

m: "have we got a grinder?"

me: "oh don't worry I've got an app on my phone" *opens grindr* *noone gets it* *finally realises this is a conversation with my heterosexual parents* *closes grindr*

[qnewsau]

Four teens arrested in Perth over 'sickening' Grindr attacks

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Four teens arrested in Perth over 'sickening' Grindr attacks

Four teenage boys have been arrested over a series of “sickening” alleged assaults and robberies of gay men lured via Grindr in Perth.

WA Police allege that two separate attacks occurred when the group of boys used Grindr to lure men to vacant land near a park in the southern Perth suburb of South Lake.

The accused allegedly posed as a man on Grindr to lure their victims to the remote location.

Police allege when the men arrived, they were confronted by a group of males armed with crowbars, machetes, pepper spray and other weapons.

It’s alleged that the group also threw rocks at one man’s vehicle as he tried to escape, while the second victim’s car was stolen, and he was left with a large laceration to his arm.

On Thursday (September 19), two boys, aged 15 and 16, appeared in Perth Children’s Court on Thursday and were remanded in custody over the attacks.

Police later also charged a 16 and a 17-year-old, both from Hamilton Hill, over the same incidents.

Detectives alleged the boys hurled homophobic slurs at the victims during the alleged assaults, which the boys allegedly filmed on their phones and posted to social media.

It’s understood the police are still searching for three additional suspects.

Prosecutors alleged in the Children’s Court on Thursday the attacks were “hate crimes” and “targeted, premeditated offending.”

The judge denied the first two teen boys bail over the “very, very serious” alleged offences. They were remanded in custody.

Image: WA Police

Police appeal for information on Grindr assaults

WA Police say they’re continuing their inquiries and have appealed for any other potential victims to come forward.

Anyone with information should contact Crime Stoppers on 1800 333 000 or report online via www.crimestopperswa.com.au.

Contact police on 131 444, or report the information via the Safe2Say online reporting platform.

“We take this behaviour extremely seriously and there is no place for this kind of targeted violence in our community,” Detective Inspector Matt Froude said.

“While incidents of this nature are rare, we treat them with the utmost seriousness. We encourage victims to come forward so we can investigate.

“Anyone engaging in this kind of behaviour should expect WA Police officers to come through their door.”

Detective Inspector Froude said dating app users should exercise caution to ensure their safety.

“If you arrange to meet with someone over a dating app, meet in a public, well-lit place with plenty of people around,” he said.

“Let your family and friends know where you are going and who you are arranging to meet.

“Some of these apps have built-in safety features that allow you to share your live location with trusted contacts for added security during meet-ups.”

The 15-year-old and 16-year-old accused will return to court next week.

‘Hope the book is thrown at these people’

WA Premier Roger condemned the “insidious” and “sickening” attacks.

“What a horrible way for someone to perpetrate a crime in Western Australia,” he said.

“Not only to undertake that activity, but to conspire to undertake that activity. I hope the book is thrown at those people. These are sickening acts.

“We want Western Australia to be a peaceful inclusive and safe place for everyone to live. There is no room for that sort of activity.”

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[journal-69]

05/27/2024

12:50 pm, the sky is grey, slightly breezy and I can hear the birds chirping through my open window. I woke up slowly, spent a while scrolling through my senseless feeds, and then rose to make breakfast. For the start of summer, I have an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. I'm excited by the prospects of my life and the way this year has led me. To be honest this summer I think my motto will be friends, lovers, and enemies... and by that I mean I'm feeling like it's the summer of the slut.

Yesterday I hooked up with two boys, both quite fun and very different. I started by meeting the first at Saratoga park and we walked through BedStuy, It was such a beautiful day how could one not be swept up in the lust and sex of the new summer air. We talked about careers, life, and our disconnections to heritage. he moved back home to Connecticut to work a job and comes down for the weekends. I told him he should stay with friends and lovers, and thus we became the latter. We kissed in the tall grasses of Saratoga and then came back to mine, listened to Erotica by Madonna, and fooled around till he had to make his way home. After that, I cooked up eggplant and peppers and then went to the park to meet a friend. A new friend and one I'm deeply fascinated by. We talked about his music, hopping the turnstile, and how he had been harassed by the cops a couple weeks prior. We sat till the sun began to set and then parted ways.

After coming home, getting into bed, and watching a show I went on Grindr to find a boy I'd been talking to for a long time was online and finally, we made it happen. He lives just across the block so I made my way over there and we immediately got onto each other. He looked deeply into my eyes as he was inside me. In the background, live cams from around the world were projected on the wall and alt-rock played. After we finished we talked about everything, jobs, life, and our hate for social media. He commented on my tattoos and I discovered the only place he had them was on his head. I'm intrigued to know him more, there is a rawness to the way he expressed himself and the way he has found himself. The conversation flowed naturally in between we wrapped ourselves around each other'. After a while, I finally left and came home, showered to scrub the sweat and cum off my body and wash away the day. I ended the night with a cup of herbal tea to balance my vata energy and watched a show till I fell asleep.

Today will be spent in my own world. I need to work on centering my actions around finding a new job as the summer is beginning and I need to really find a consistent form of income. In about two weeks I will have a studio, which means many more expenses that I will have to pay. I'm excited and proud of myself for pushing my energy towards things that deeply align with how I want to live my life. After years of sticking to stability and barely scraping by I am excited to work on fulfilling projects, and with that will come absolute abundance.

With that, we part ways and hopefully begin my day now.

[benicebefunny]

Sizzling hot take: as of s2, there is as much canonical "evidence" for Beard and Nathan being queer as there is for Colin.

Fandom just isn't too interested in exploring the queerness of characters who fall outside of (racist, fatphobic, cissexist) beauty norms.

[themculibrary]

Smutty AU’s Masterlist

Links Last Checked: April 13th, 2024

Ain't No Rest for the Wicked (ao3) - Kellyscams steve/bucky E, 305k

Summary: Steve's just moved back to Brooklyn after spending ten years in California trying to make a life for himself as an artist right after high school. Having escaped to the other side of the country following the sudden death of his mother, Steve feels guilty about abruptly leaving all his friends for so long, unfulfilled, scared and nervous about started college at his age, and unbelievably lonely. So when he meets Bucky Barnes, a young sex-worker, at a bar the night before his first day of classes, temptations might be too high to resist.

One night paying for sex with the most sinfully gorgeous guy is nothing to brag to the papers about, huh?

S'not like he'll ever see him again anyway...

...Right?

Bad in the Blood (ao3) - thelittlestpurplecat steve/bucky E, 90k

Summary: Bucky Barnes leads a charmed life. As the son of the most powerful, and arguably most dangerous man in Brooklyn, all he had to do was want something, and it was his. People fell over themselves to garner a little favor from him, and his family; that is, until Steve Rogers.

Bucky finds himself drawn to the prickly little nothing of a kid who dared to turn him down, but the set up is far from perfect. Steve's family has gotten in the mob's bad graces, and Bucky find himself torn between family loyalties, and the boy who make him, for the first time, feel something for someone other than himself.

between wanting and needing (ao3) - snarkymuch bucky/steve/tony E, 123k

Summary: An abused sub, a traumatized switch, and gentle dom come together to heal. This is their story.

Call Boy (ao3) - L1av steve/bucky E, 149k

Summary: Bucky Barnes was skyrocketing through promotions at his advertising firm. Now, a partnership position is opening and if Bucky wants to see his name on the building, he needs to impress not only Mr. Tony Stark, but his wife Pepper. To do this, it takes a team, a couple to be exact. Bucky asks his ex-wife Natasha to set him up with the perfect girl, blonde, tall, thick thighs and huge tits, but with the personality that’ll get Pepper all smiles.

What Bucky gets? Tall, blonde, thick thighs…and a penis. Can this male escort pretend to not only be Bucky’s fiance but also impress Pepper enough to win Bucky the promotion? Is he going to impress Bucky enough to get him to sleep with him?

Steve loves working for his tip.

Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend (ao3) - camichats wanda/tony E, 14k

Summary: Wanda ends up as Tony Stark's sugar baby to help get her through college. Getting into that relationship was the last thing she expected and falling in love came as a surprise to both of them.

Gets Me (ao3) - ClaraxBarton bucky/clint E, 8k

Summary: During an Avengers debriefing, Clint strikes up a conversation with an attractive stranger. On Grindr.

Gimme Sugar (ao3) - geneticallydead steve/bucky E, 10k

Summary: Bucky wants to be Steve's sugar baby, and isn't exactly shy about it.

Hate doesn't even describe it (ao3) - elcapitan_rogers steve/natasha E, 153k

Summary: Steve hated Natasha. Natasha hated Steve. Everything was fine until their parents decided to fuck shit up for them...

Kick Off Your Sunday Shoes (ao3) - leiascully natasha/steve M, 38k

Summary: Natasha thought it was a shame that Steve had never been dancing (among other things).

Las Vegas (ao3) - elcapitan_rogers steve/natasha E, 219k

Summary: Steve was freaking out over his own wedding and the gang decided to take him to Las Vegas to unwind him.

Omega Interrupted (ao3) - pandafish steve/bucky E, 80k

Summary: Bucky isn't a normal omega. He hasn't hit his first proper heat yet, but still it feels like he's in an almost constant state of heat. His sexual dysfunction causes the omega boarding school where he goes to send him to a clinic meant to deal with this stuff - a massive brick mansion in the middle of the beautiful woods. When Dr Steve Rogers, expert in omega medicine, sees Bucky however he's perplexed. He's never seen an omega with this particular problem before, especially not in someone so young.

So Steve decides to take him in, and since he doesn't quite know how to treat him, he just needs to experiment. And soon Bucky finds himself spending his days strapped to a chair or bench being subjected to all kinds of pleasurable machines and medical treatments by a very handsome alpha doctor...

Omega Services: Rut Assistant (ao3) - roe87 steve/bucky E, 175k

Summary: Bucky and his family are in desperate need of money so he signs himself up to Omega Services, essentially agreeing to rent out his body to an alpha in return for a substantial amount of cash.

As it happens, male omegas are in high demand and Bucky gets assigned a cushy corporate gig. He is now the omega of some hotshot special agent in a secretive government agency.

Bucky doesn't know much about his new alpha, Commander Rogers, but that doesn't matter. Bucky's job and sole purpose now is to wait at home for his alpha with his legs spread, and make sure his alpha is satisfied.

Surely that won't be too difficult?

Proprietary Information (ao3) - notlucy steve/bucky E, 85k

Summary: Okay, so Bucky Barnes has a crush on Steve Rogers. The guy’s gorgeous, talented and, oh yeah, the Chief Design Officer of the biggest tech company in the world. In other words: he’s so far out of Bucky’s league that he might as well be in a different stratosphere.

Salt, Sweat, Sugar (ao3) - RockSaltAndRoll steve/bucky E, 12k

Summary: Bucky has worked for the Adult Entertainment Industry for a couple of years now while he sees himself through college. The money is good, the people are great and the sex is awesome - altogether it’s great fun. It gets better the day he gets paired up with new guy Steve Rogers who is just about the cutest barely legal twink that Bucky has ever seen in his life.

Sugar Sweet (ao3) - ColorCoated steve/bucky E, 173k

Summary: College Student Bucky finds himself immediately attracted to Steve. He knows that Steve's a bit older than him, and that Steve himself is put off by the age difference. . . But that doesn't stop Bucky from wanting to climb him like a tree. AKA a Sugar Daddy AU that no one was asking for.

Take It From Me (ao3) - castiowl steve/bucky E, 41k

Summary: After a disastrous break up with Brock, Steve is looking to drown his feelings at a bar. Instead, he finds a rakish stranger and decides to take him home. It’s a no-strings-attached, one-night stand, a way to forget all the shitty things Brock made him feel. The stranger is leaving the country anyway, so Steve may as well take advantage of the opportunity for anonymous rebound sex. Steve’ll never see him again, right?

A lot can change in three years.

That Moment Divine (ao3) - synonym4life steve/bucky, bucky/ofc E, 61k

Summary: “‘S okay. It don’t have to mean nothing,” Bucky said, trying to convince himself as much as Steve. “‘S just rutting. Just a bit of rutting.”

His lips were so dry, his mouth too, and his throat, but the rest of his body felt like hot languid liquid was flowing through it. Steve swallowed, licked his lips. Maybe Steve’s mouth was dry too?

One hot summer, when Bucky and Steve are fifteen, the line between their friendship and something new that Bucky can’t quite name blurs. It is only years later that the line disappears completely and Bucky can finally put a name to that something.

Ties That Bind (ao3) - Not_You bruce/tony, steve/thor, clint/natasha E, 6k

Summary: A high school AU set in a D/s universe.

[soontobecyborg]

Exactly! They’re too shady for him to sleep with but why waste a resource?

Do you think Guillermo steals his holy water for fighting vampires from those little basins catholic churches have at the entrance to dip your germy fingers in

[billthedrake]

This is one of my more out-there fantasies, but some of you guys may enjoy it.

MY MAN'S RACK

As Mark and I sat in the nondescript doctor's office, I could tell he was a little nervous. But god, my husband was handsome. We'd come straight from the office, and Mark was wearing a snug maroon polo that contoured his meaty body and brought out the green in his eyes and the gray in his temples.

I reached over and grabbed his hand affectionately. "Second thoughts?" I asked.

He seemed to think a second, then shook his head resolutely. "No, Jase. I want this, too."

I smiled back, feeling a relief that he wasn't backing out. At least not yet. It had taken a lot to get us here. The first year we'd dated, Mark had been real self conscious about his chest. He'd just turned forty and when his metabolism changed the spread went straight to his love handles and to some extra fullness in his pecs. Mark didn't have moobs, not quite, but his pectoral muscle was pretty damn round and solid - he was the kind of professional gay dude whose gym workouts were heavy on bench pressing, as he double pumped his vanity muscles of chest and arms. The middle-aged spread just accentuated those dad tits.

Yeah, Mark winced the first time I called them that, so I held off. But I loved to play with his chest. Like nonstop. Thing was, Mark loved the attention. I was eight years younger and what he called the whole package - good body, good looks, good job. I wasn't conceited about it, but I knew I had the goods to find hot bottoms in the city. And when I met Mark, it was just this incredible sexual chemistry that boiled over into head-over-heels romance.

We learned to trust each other, to confide in one another. Mark didn't have the same kinks as me, but he told me about his underwear and jockstrap fetish, which I happily indulged. He got me to slow my roll in the bed sometimes, giving him massages or all over body kisses. I'd been so used to Grindr hookups, it was an adjustment, but I loved the sensual approach, too, it turns out.

Meanwhile, I had one big kink. I loved big tits on older guys. I loved feeling a man's round chest swells, loved sucking at his nips, loved that perverted psychodrama of nursing from daddy's bosom.

Guys had been freaked out before, or just self-conscious like Mark. But as Mark and I grew more serious, my boyfriend relaxed into the idea. More often he indulged my nipple and chest play. He actually amped up his chest workouts, adding an insane number of flys to his benching days. He actually would show off his titties to me, flashing them while we watched TV or flexing them in the bedroom. He got OK with the T word.

It was during our honeymoon when he brought it up. A week in paradise in Fiji, just us fucking nonstop and enjoying the quiet down time in between. Mark tanned better than me, and his rack was a nice chestnut brown color after a couple of days. I'd fucked him slow and steadily in missionary, watching those chest mounds shake and jiggle with each thrust. The harder I fucked, the more they did, till I busted hard in my husband's ass. I went at it more gently as he stroked one out, too.

We kissed softly and caressed each other in the afterglow. And yeah, maybe my hand reached up to cup his pecs again.

"You ever want 'em bigger, Jason?" he asked.

I felt like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar. I actually removed my hand from his chest and slid it down his belly. Mark was self conscious about his love handles, but I preferred a dad bod to ripped abs. His was amazing, solid for 47, with just the right amount of give. "Your body is great, hon," I said.

He laughed and reached down to grip my hand and pulled back up to his chest as he flexed that pectoral muscle for me. "You didn't answer my question," he smiled.

I ogled that massive hairy chest, getting off on how the fur got thicker and more salt-and-pepper in the cleavage, then looked up at him. "I feel like this is a trap," I laughed nervously.

"No trap," he answered sincerely. "I've been doing some research and they've made a lot of improvements in implants for men."

I thought I was spent from our coupling not even ten minutes prior, but my husband's words had my dick filling out into a quick hardon. "Yeah?" I prompted, trying to hide the lust in my voice.

The weird thing was, Mark was reading my reaction, feeling me out to see if I was going to get freaked out by the idea. "Yeah. I've been thinking, you know, it might be hot to get that augmentation.... if you were into it."

I outright kneaded his right tit, then moved to the left to do the same. "God, Mark, you have NO idea how much I'd be into it."

That pleased him. My man relaxed back into the fluffy pillows and put his hands behind his head to let me have free rein with his chest. "Oh, I have a pretty good idea," he smirked.

***

The plastic surgeon was in his 50s and looked pretty much like you'd expect a plastic surgeon to look. Flashy but nice suit under his white coat, expensive watch, deep tan from his Caribbean vacation. He sat down in the chair and patted his legs. "So you gentlemen are thinking of exploring some chest augmentation options?" he started after we made introductions.

"I am," Mark replied. "Jason's here for more support."

The doctor smirked, and I knew what he was thinking. There were tons of straight dudes who were buying fake tits for their wives and had a vested interested in the consultation. I was just the gay version of that. But he played it straight. "Well, Mr. Kenyon, tell me what you're thinking."

Mark looked over at me for the go ahead. I nodded. And then he proceded to tell the doctor what we'd discussed. I'd never been prouder of my man for the way he was diving headlong into this.

"Well, I guess I have a big chest naturally," he started. "And I hit the gym hard to make it bigger. It's kind of my thing, you know."

I could see the surgeon examine the size and shape of Mark's pecs through the polo. "Why don't you remove your shirt, if you don't mind?"

Mark nodded gamely and peeled off the shirt. If I'd been anywhere else but a doctor's office, I would have boned up at the sight. Those meaty swells hung a good few inches out from the rest of his torso. and capping them were big round paps.

The doctor was a professional as he examined Mark. "I see what you mean." He looked up at Mark, then me. "You know, I'll be honest gentlemen, most guys who come in here for the augmentation are trying to look pretty much like that," he said, pointing to Mark's rack.

A wave of disappointment hit me, since I thought the surgeon was going to say no or maybe talk Mark out of the procedure.

But Mark piped in immediately. "I figured, Doctor Hodges. But I want them a lot bigger. I've thought a lot about it... we both have... and this is what we want."

The doctor paused a second, then shrugged. "All right, then. Let me show you the products we have and then we can talk about size." He pulled out some samples, and described the range of hardness. "This one is the Number Five. It mimics muscle, and it's the most popular among men." He held up the fake plastic boob for Mark to feel, then me. It was firm. Rock hard even.

I read Mark's face, and he returned a smirk before turning back to the doctor. "We want something with a little more give."

The man seemed nonplussed as he showed us four more options. Numbers One and Two were really modeled after soft women's boobs, which wasn't what we were going for. The other two were in between. Number Four was closer to the hard muscle, it was actually similar to Mark's pecs now. Number Three was firm, firmer than I expected, but with an underlying give. Mark smiled as he watched me feel it up.

"So, how does this interact with the natural pec muscle?" Mark asked Dr. Hodges.

"The implant sits on top of the pectoral muscles, but it's a natural, organic shape that will feel like an extension of them."

"Can I still do my normal work outs with them?" Mark asked. I have to admit my husband was great at thinking through the details of everything.

"Absolutely. You'd have to take it easy for three months to recover, but after that, it'll feel like normal." He held up the firmer model and pressed into it. "In fact, we recommend at least some regular exercise to keep the muscle from atrophy."

"Is it reversible?" I asked. Mark hadn't brought up any anxiety about the augmentation, but I still had nagging doubts he would resent it after.

"It is," the doctor explained. "But I only recommend getting it if you're committed."

"I am," Mark assured him. Then added, "we are."

God, a lump was forming in my throat at the idea this might actually happen.

"What sizes do they come in?" I asked. Probably sounding like those straight husbands fixated on big tits.

Hodges didn't bat an eye. The Number Five," he said referring to the muscle-hard one, "only comes in the 125cc and 250cc size."

"How big is that?" Mark asked.

The doctor held up two sample. "In women it corresponds to a half cup to a cup gain in size. But the profile of this one is different since it's firmer and men's chests are broader." He set them down and held up the Number Three, which was the firm-soft one I'd been drawn to. "The softer women's models can run pretty big, to 1200cc... you know porn star implants... but for something like this, you're looking at a range from 125 to 500cc. If you like, I can go get some more samples to compare."

"Yeah, that would be great," Mark said. My husband was still sitting shirtless and I imagined those meaty tits of his with the implants we were discussing."

The man took a look at Mark. "Looks like you're the equivalent of a B cup now." He looked up. "Forgive the women's terminology. The male augmentation market is slow to catch up with the improvement in implants."

"No worries," my husband laughed. He reached down and played with the muscular flesh. "No one's gonna mistake this hairy chest for a woman's."

"True," Hodges chuckled then stood up. "All right I'll be right back."

My heart pounded as Mark and I sat there. "We really doing this hon?" I asked.

Mark seemed taken about. "Come on Jason, I thought we talked about this... you want it, right?" He'd misunderstood me.

"God yeah I want it. But it seems so real, you know. I wanted to make sure."

Mark patted my arm and leaned over to kiss me in a soft peck. "Relax, babe. This is gonna be amazing." I nodded. And fuck, I was starting to get a hardon, despite my nervousness. I tried to focus on other thoughts and was at least half way under control when Dr. Hodges returned.

"These are women's samples," he apologies. "But it'll give you an idea. The top matches the general size of your chest now, and the implant sizes are lined up below."

I examined them, as did, Mark.

"Go ahead, fellas," Dr. Hodges urged. "Have a feel. It's an important decision and you want to be comfortable with it."

The hottest thing was Mark examined the samples but mostly watched as I felt them up. He was eager to see how big of tits I wanted on him. I got to the biggest, 500cc, and while they were all hot to feel up, this one drove me wild. My boner returned full force, and I blushed and squirmed to hide it the best I could.

Hodges actually chuckled. "Don't worry, Mr. Peterson," he said. "You're not the first husband to have that reaction."

Mark laughed too and looked at me eagerly. "You like that one, Babe?" he asked.

I couldn't let go. But I couldn't answer him honestly. "Isn't too big?" I asked. This was gonna be a big augmentation for Mark and the cautious husband in me didn't want to be the one pushing him to get massive.

But my husband turned to the doctor. "They don't come bigger?"

Hodges shook his head. "Not in this firmness. But with your natural muscle, particularly if you keep working out, you could probably gain another half cup size."

"OK," Mark, said, as if he was weighing the options.

The doctor seemed surprised. "I can bring out the Number Twos. They go up to 750cc."

Mark nodded and like that Hodges stepped out again.

"Jesus, Mark," I hissed.

My husband was defensive. "Just seeing what our options are, Jason. I'm not going to do anything unless we're both happy with it."

I gave a nod. I don't know why I was the nervous one here. But Mark gave flashed me a grin and nudged my arm. "Tell me you didn't like the biggest one."

"I loved it," I finally said honestly.

The next samples went bigger. Much bigger. I didn't find them as hot, though, in part because they were too soft. "I don't want a woman's breast," I said openly and matter-of-factly.

"I think we're leaning toward the Number Three in the 500cc size," Mark asserted.

Hodges looked at me. "Is this something you want to discuss or think over?"

I looked at my handsome husband and felt I was the luckiest man in the world. The look between us conveyed everything we needed to say. I turned back to Hodges. "No, we've talked it over a lot, Doctor. This is what we want to go for."

***

The sex when we got home that evening was scorching hot. Mark going full verbal in telling me to suck Dad's tits. Me motorboating his ample pecs, imagining more. Imagining the man hooters Mark would have after those amble implants. He came as I licked at his bosom. I was a few seconds behind him.

At some point over the next month, leading up to the procedure, the sexual excitement gave way to a nervousness. But Mark wasn't backing out. The surgery itself wasn't a walk in the park for him, and I felt bad for that. But I supported every way I could. Looking after his needs, cooking his favorite meals.

It was a few weeks until Mark was in the mood to have sex again. I couldn't really feel up his chest, but that first fuck was incredible since it had been so long.

It got even better. Once Mark had fully healed, it turns out Dr. Hodges was right. These looked like real tits. Meaty, dad tits firm to the touch and covered with fur. But big round honkers that were a genuine handful. If anything the 500cc implants made Mark's chest look even bigger than I expected. And I was pleased that they felt fleshy full but not too soft.

I went wild in bed being able to feel those puppies up while I fucked him. Mark loved it and felt a real confident sexiness I'd never quite seen from him. But out of the bedroom, in the real world, he adjusted to his new body. He had to get new shirts and was sometimes self conscious about having a big rack in public. He used compression shirts at first to hold in the swells some, making it look more like solid muscle.

I knew things had changed when he stopped wearing the compression. Just letting those big puppies fill out his polo or T shirts. That's when our sex life went off the charts. I couldn't keep my hands off him. "I should have gotten the tits earlier, babe," Mark laughed as I undid his button down shirt for a lunch time quickie.

"You're so goddamn sexy," I'd growl in return, leaning into kiss and lick at that ample firm flesh.

One evening I slathered those muscle hooters with albolene and had my first titty fuck. After I came on Mark's neck and leaned down to kiss him in appreciation, I decided I wanted a lot more of that.

Mark worked out constantly, pumping the chest more. Getting bigger. It was like an addiction for him, as much as for me. He loved to show off for me. Show off to the world. On our first beach vacation, seeing Mark in some snug lycra trunks and his bare big chested torso on full display was such a crazy horny sight. There were some curious and even disapproving stares at the beach, but I could also see I wasn't the only dude who loved a big daddy rack.

And sure, when we had passionate late afternoon sex, me fucking Mark from behind and feeling up that awesome chest, I worried my husband would think I was treating him like a piece of meat. Objectifying him. But after we came, we'd hold onto one another and cuddle. I'd softly rub Mark's soft stomach fur, until he guided my hand back up to his tits. I decided I didn't need to explain things or apologize for objectifying him. This is who we were and it was an incredible thing.

[wanderyears]

a (modern) OFMD rec list

or, do it again, but make it *au*

a small adventure by gangnamstiles @sassygwaine “So, you’ve seen the Stede Bonnet shit,” Jack says, plunking down his tankard and straddling the stool.

“See, you all keep saying ‘shit’. That’s so vague. Be specific for fuck’s sake,” Edward says, locks his phone and tosses it on the table in front of him.

“This pompous little amateur had the nerve to ask for a review on his new podcast,” Izzy spits the word like that’s not what they’re doing.

had we lived by nasri Izzy is always the first one to arrive at the pub, signing off on shipments and taking stock, and if Edward shows up it will be just before last call, when Izzy is dead on his feet and can’t say no to a single thing. Truthfully, though, he rarely can.Every day starts and ends exactly the same way, until a particularly chatty history professor begins sharing his morning commute.

like a flower in bloom, how the ink flows over your skin by changethecircumstances Stede finds that being a convicted felon makes job searching near impossible when the owner of a flower shop takes pity on him and gives him a job. It starts as just Stede fulfilling the requirements of his parole. He certainly didn't agree to the offer with the thought the business and the people around it would change his life.

squid-life crisis by nerbert Ed begins to tell fun facts to the strange fancy man who visits the aquarium each day.

dealt a soft hand by mintly @mintly “Are you sure you’re not married?” Stede swallows. Something is tickling the back of his mind, a memory or dawning realization or the hangover exasperated by the flashing lights of Las Vegas spilling onto the disheveled bed. Stede pulls at his left glove, alarm coiling in his gut.

Ed snorts in amusement. “Yeah I’m sure. I think I’d remember if I got hitched.”

“Would you?” Stede says shakily. He holds his hand between them. Around his ring finger is a band matching Ed’s exactly. Brand new, without a single scratch on it, golden and lovely.

we should just kiss (like real people do) by al_ex_an)d_er_hamiltons @al-ex-an-d-er-hamiltons “I mean, I can read a little.” Ed continued, his tone defensive, setting his books down and throwing himself into the chair beside Stede. “The basics, you know. C-A-T is cat, whatever. But big words trip me up, and sometimes the letters get blurry and move around the page.” Ed ran a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. Stede watched as Ed tried to gather his thoughts, unable to keep himself from admiring his dark eyes and long, salt-and-pepper hair.

“And when is the exam?”

“In four weeks,” Ed said miserably, slumping over the table.

“Ah,” Stede murmured. “Well, we’d better get started then, eh?”

clean slated state by justkeeptrekkin @justkeeptrekkin Stede is ready to 'get back out there' after his divorce, but he's more than a little bit intimidated by the concept of online dating. After a series of truly terrible first dates, he's close to giving up on love altogether. Perhaps he's too old for all this Grindr nonsense.

And then, along comes a bartender called Edward Teach.

on an aisle in the sun by macbetha @macbetha When Stede formed Lighthouse Wedding Planning, LLC, the last event he imagined himself organizing was his ex-wife’s wedding to her long-standing boyfriend, Doug.

then the smilin’ starts to hurt by bayaningbituon Ed is trying to relax on the beach, and gets interrupted by two kids and their handsome dad.

this tired world could change by gangnamstiles @sassygwaine One summer day, two unlikely paths cross in the alley behind Bonnet Group’s towering skyscraper: Stede is at the end of his rope, and Ed’s just taking a smoke break. Of course, after they’ve become inseparable, Ed’s past catches up to him as Stede tries to find a way out of his own obligations, and the solace they’ve found in each other is threatened.

i wanna take you (to a gay bar) by tenely He was honestly quite flattered the fellow had messaged him, despite the circumstances. Too bad he’d have to let him down. Since this wasn’t Stede’s kind of thing. He was only on the app as the result of a prank, after all, even though he couldn’t see the humor in it for the life of him.

awake and unafraid by animosities Five times Ed borrows something of Stede's and one time Stede borrows something from Ed.

or:

There’s a man in Ed’s poetry seminar who equally baffles and intrigues him. 

kiss my lipstick on by vera_dragonmuse @dragonmuse Ed stumbles into a drag bar, then a relationship. He might as well fall into a fresh understanding of himself while he's at it.

[landhoe-norris]

hi, do you mind explaining the -gates in your quiz? i got into f1 kinda late and they seem incredibly interesting haha

no problem 🫶

checo breathes onto a woman's cheek post-monaco checo was seen in a 1-second clip talking very closely with a women (imagine that meme of that girl standing still while a guy talks to her super close)

charles fucks (former) bff's

charles dumps girlfriend to focus on racing only to start dating her (now former) bff

carlos takes lando and some rando to the brazilian countryside "for golf"

carlos and lando allegedly had some girls at their shared vacay home in brazil back in november. all i know is that someone got penetrated that weekend and it wasn't the girls

max on pepper grindr

there was a nude pic of max going around last year, looked photoshopped but the recipient said it came from grindr so ya know, lestappen is real

red bull creative accounting

red bull doing what all the teams do and cooking the books

pee-rre peeing on girls

there was this thing going around earlier this year where a girl said an f1 driver liked peeing on the girls he sleeps with and i'm pretty sure the consensus was that it's pierre and good for him, i'm still waiting on a pierre pees on lando fic

lance having a juicy ass (this isn't a gate i just want people to realise that lance is bootylicious)

not a gate, just straight facts

spygate

mclaren being big brained and spying on competitors and then very unfairly being fined 100 million pounds

lando being a forest fairy (again just a psa)

again not a gate, just a psa

all of this is of course 100% factual