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That’s America’s ass!

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“why you always watching superhero stuff? ” 😐

The superheroes:

[supercap2319]

Tony: "Y/N, what are you doing?"

Y/N: "I'm making Steve and Bucky a pride cake."

Tony: "Why?"

Y/N: "Because they finally realized they're comfortable with their sexualities, and I think they should get to celebrate that. Don't you?"

[the-girl-wh0-cries-w0lf]

Don't Touch Her - James Wilson x peds!reader

description: y/n will challenge whatever threat there is to her children, at any consequence to herself. James will always be there to pick up the pieces.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: sexual assault, child sexual assault, mentions of rape, yelling, angst

authors note: I've realised I'm great at writing angst!

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House’s pov

I stared at the test in front of me.

Everybody lies.

I held the DNA test in my hand, and I could feel it burn through my skin as I limped my way down to the office of my ‘sister-in-law’.

Knock knock.

“Is that Mrs Wilson in there? I can hear you caring.” I shouted through the wood in hopes of gaining access. The door was flung open. I was met by sunshine itself.

“Mrs Wilson? I thought that was you?” She jabbed. “What can I do for you, House?”

Her face was the picture of innocence, and the smile never left her face despite the witty comment. I worried about her reaction. Usually, I relished in the extent of human outbursts, wondering how far I could push them so long as the consequences never fell on me. But this didn’t feel right. This wasn’t going to be fun. I only prayed I could get to Wilson fast enough before these consequences ricocheted back on to her.

She widened her eyes in a silent question of why I was here. Her eyes flitted down to the piece of paper in my hand.

“Well come on, what medical supervillain are you going to brag about curing to me now?”

“Actually, this isn’t my patient. It’s yours.”

She scoffed at my ambiguity and proceeded to take the paper from my hands.

“What is that supposed to mean?” She giggled at the joke she assumed I was trying to make. But my face revealed the truth. When she received no further taunt or clever wordplay her smile dropped. Without much further thought she practically tore the paper trying to unfold it. Her eyes danced across the words on the page and each word took a little bit more life from her face each time.

In a flash she had exited her doorframe and had unceremoniously crashed into my shoulder. I couldn’t even bring myself to mock her for ‘injuring a cripple’ because as I watched her frame run further down the hospital hallway I had more important things on my mind. Primarily, protecting her from herself. And there was only one person I needed for that.

I limped down a few more doors and finally barged into the one office I needed. Wilson turned away from the new photo he was hanging on his wall. It was him and y/n at the beach.

“Please, come in. Have a seat. Thank you for knocking.” He mocked but I remained unmoved. “You’re not taunting back?” His brows furrowed at the abnormality. “Why are you here?”

I looked to my feet, suddenly afraid of my friend’s reaction.

“Your girlfriend is about to do something incredibly brave and incredibly stupid.”

Wilson carefully removed the nail and placed the picture neatly back on his desk. His eyes never met mine until he said.

“Where is she?”

Your pov

Flames burned my soul, and my heart was filled with anguish. I flew down the hallway. People jumped out of the way when they saw my sunny disposition replaced by hard stone. Normally, I didn’t like feeling like an imposition in the hospital. I would run towards a patients room when they’re seizing whilst simultaneously apologising to anyone who moved out of the way for me. Yet here I was, a torpedo through a sea of colleagues.

I made it. Room 309. The doors creaked at the weight of my push. A mother and father sit at their daughters bedside. 10 years old, in for a heart attack. The two parents turned towards me as their daughter remained peaceful and sedated. I was thankful, as the words that were about to spew out of my mouth were not for young ears. I held up the paper and presented it in front of them like a detective who just cracked the case.

“Three days ago, your daughter was brought in for a heart attack. Because of her extremely young age I decided to keep her in for observation so I could come up with a diagnosis for a myocardial infarction in a 10-year-old girl. I was coming up blank and eventually I was going to have to release her back into your care, but I was terrified. Terrified that if I let you go, I’d be dooming your daughter to a disease I missed. That was until today when I found out that your daughters heart attack was brought on by a short but severe onslaught of emotional distress.” At this point the two parents had closed in on me, eager to hear my findings. At this the mother became confused and sought answers amongst her tears. The father remained quiet.

“Emotional distress-I don’t—I don’t understand? Nothing happened before. We would---I would’ve known?”

I opened my mouth to speak but it just wouldn’t come out as my eyes fell on the little girls sleeping form. My eyes drew in and I decided to merely hand the mother the results which I had been given moments ago. She took them from me with shaky hands. I turned to face the man to the side of me.

“The police are on their way.” A loud shriek exploded from Mrs Hart as the words on the page resonated in her already fragile mind. I stared him down. “I don’t suggest running.”

I made my way to exit the room, preparing to actually call the police but also because, as selfish as it was, I couldn’t be subjected to that level of despair any longer. The screams of a mother learning about her child’s pain were enough. However, I was harshly ripped away from the door.

“What the fuck do you mean by that.” Mr Hart had my arm in an iron grip.

“I think you know. And now, so does your wife.” I tried to pry myself free, but he was too strong, and I was thrown up against the wall.

“What are you insinuating!”

“She had vaginal tearing, and her 10-year-old uterus was filled with semen. Semen that was just confirmed as having your DNA from a test which your wife is now holding the results of. Along with a comprehensive list of the injuries you subjected your daughter’s body to.”

I gained new strength and shoved the significantly taller male away from my body.

“My professional opinion is that when you crept into your daughters room that night and started subjecting her to your own examinations, the extreme emotional distress caused her body to shut down and brought on a heart attack. At least we now have the cure, no more playtime with daddy.”

“YOU BITCH!”

He lunged for my throat but not before I fled the room. I should have ran; found James or House or anyone. That would have been the smart thing to do. But I just couldn’t. This man disgusted me, and he needed to feel it. I needed to say it. The police would deal with him later, but I needed to get a few shots in first. I turned back to face him.

“That little girl in there, she depends on you because she has no one else. She trusts you to take care of her and you treat her like that. Every day I take in children, and I work to save them and I work to protect them. Every day I do my job as best as I can only for there to be people like you who take the innocence of a child and control it for their own perverted needs.”

Now he was fuming, and he stalked towards me. A lion to its prey. My resolve began to crumble, my bravery slowly lacking. He towered over my body, and I suddenly felt the fear that his little girl felt every night when daddy came in to her room. His face was confident, but his body held an anger.

“You’re lying.” His face was now inches away from mine. His hot breath washed over my face, and I began to shrink into my body.

“I have the proof. I have medical proof.” I whispered, my eyes struggling to hold his firm gaze

“Papers can go missing. It happens.” As he spoke his tainted fingers found a new resting point in my hair as they slowly began to stroke through my locks. I shuddered at the action that I ordinarily found so much comfort in. I remembered the nights where I would lie on James’ chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. The memory couldn’t save me from the situation I currently found myself in. As I went to speak I could feel the words crawling back in my throat. ‘Don’t antagonise. Play along. Wait for someone. He’s stronger. He’s bigger.’ But these inner thoughts were overshadowed and my mind replayed the first moment that little girl walked into my care.

“Enjoy your last moments of freedom.”

“I’m not going to prison.” He smirked at this, concocting a plan of escape. I had to say it.

“Really? I hear it’s so much fun for kiddy touchers.” In my peripheral I saw his hands fly up to grip my neck. I gasped. But before I could even feel his icy touch around my throat, he was ripped away from me and his back hit the floor in a matter of seconds.

“Don’t ever touch her.” James stood over his body. Just looking at him I felt my racing heart slow. He wasn’t wearing his lab coat, only his shirt and tie with his sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He panted from the long run from his office. Once he composed himself his professional nature returned.

“Officers, please escort Mr Hart off the premises. I believe Dr Y/l/n and Dr House have the medical proof of the sexual assault of a minor along with the DNA evidence to prove Mr Harts involvement.” The two police officers, who had obviously been called, but not by me, held Mr Hart by his arms as they hoisted him up off the floor. They secured the handcuffs around his wrist whilst reading him his Miranda Rights. “Whilst you’re there you can also add the physical assault of Dr y/l/n to his list of accusations.”

As he spoke, James approached me. At this point, I realised I hadn’t moved since the confrontation. James noticed my thousand-yard stare and approached me like how one would handle a skittish horse. He carefully rolled up the sleeves of my lab coat and he saw the beginnings of a bruise where his hands had gripped me.

I uttered a less than believable, “I’m fine.” Despite the lump in my throat.

His arms eventually wrapped around me, and I sunk into his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss onto my hair. I allowed myself to sink into him more. My head rested on his heart and the gentle thud offered me a consistent beat to focus on.

“How did you know?” My once strong voice came out as a whimper. He only needed to utter the word.

“House.” I felt a warmth spread through my heart at that. He knew. Somehow, he’d known. And James had known. And he knew how to take care of me.

“I don’t need you to defend me.” I spoke, uncertainly, into his chest.

“I know.” James softly said as he stroked my hair and brushed his thumb against the exposed skin of my waist.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He punctuated his sentence with the lightest kiss to my lips. As he retreated, I leaned in to seek him out again and he answered with another, deeper kiss.

We stayed there for a while. Neither of us speaking but our breaths saying everything for us. In that moment, despite what my words said, I had needed him and now, more than ever, I needed him to save me from myself. From the spiralling thoughts that flooded my head ready to push me down further and further. Eventually we separated but our intertwined hands meant I could still make sure he was there, and he wasn’t going to leave. He led me down the corridor, in the direction of his office rather than mine.

“What did you tell the police, when you called them? I was so blinded; I couldn’t even think about following procedure.”

“I didn’t call them. House did. Seconds after he got the results.”

We made it to his office where I remained for the rest of the day. James explained what happened to Cuddy and she allowed me the rest of the day off. James offered to drive me home but, honestly, there was nowhere I wanted to be, nowhere I felt safer than in his arms. So, he sighed and pushed out his chair in a silent allowance. I curled up on his lap as he sat and filled out forms. His left hand wrote as his right gently ran up and down my thighs. We didn’t need to speak; we were just there.

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[scarfacemarston]

It's here! My Ko-fi!

Credit to the wonderful @tacticalhimbo for creating this for me. He has done a lot of wonderful writing and creative work for me, so check him out! Please note or reblog to help out, if you're willing! I could really have help spreading the word so I can have some commissions and be able to pay my bills! Characters from all fandoms listed are welcome, but specialties are: Abigail Roberts Marston, John Marston, Bucky Barnes, Yelena Belova, Natasha Romanoff, Peggy Carter, Steve Rogers, Dragon Age's Fenris, Cullen Rutherford, Merill, Isabela, Harvey Dent, Poison Ivy, Daniel Molloy, Armand and SO many more.

[ohtobeleah]

Ohtobeleah Masterlist

~ A collection of my fantasies, desires, darkest thoughts and wildest dreams with the fictional characters I develop a borderline obsession with.

-> Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

-> Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

-> Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

-> Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia

-> Beau ‘Cyclone’ Simpson 

-> Rhett Abbott

-> Sebastian Stan

-> Bucky Barnes

-> Steve Harrington

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Top Gun Maverick: Valentines Day Special | I have posted an Offical Song Prompt List and have linked it with this post along with the general admission rules for anyone who is interested in submitting something for the celebration! Absolutely anyone with a creative bone in their body can submit a Blurb & or One-Shot. Moodboards and Art are also welcome!

Whumptober 2023 Masterlist Thank You to @ailesswhumptober for providing us with this amazing prompt list for Whumptober this year.

Whumptober 2024 Masterlist Thank You to @ailesswhumptober for providing us with this amazing prompt list for Whumptober this year.

Strictly Scandalous Strictly Scandalous is a series of strictly scandalous concepts/blurbs (18+) submitted by you, written by me.

4K Celebration: Well. It’s creeping up. I’m preparing for a massive celebration! To celebrate the monumental milestone I’d like to do some prompt lists for you all. I’ve curated a bunch of prompt lists below with some instructions.

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Tag List Registration

Requests are always open and well appreciated.

So, if anyone wishes to Request something for the characters and celebrities mentioned below, feel free to go.

Daemon Targaryen

Oneshots

Realm's Desire

Honour of our House (Sequel to Realm's Desire)

The Present as It Is (Sequel to Honour of our House)

Dreams and Dragons

Dancing with Dragons

Never Yours

In The Stories

Blessings of the Goddess

In the Silence

The Dragon of North (Sequel to Never Yours)

False Accusations

For Your Sake

For Them

Without Him

Aemond Targaryen

Oneshots

Not in Our Destiny

In the Darks of Night (Sequel to Not in Our Destiny)

Rage of a Mother

The Crimson Lady

The Crimson Queen (Sequel to Crimson Lady)

Twisted Feelings

Twisted Love (Sequel to Twisted Feelings)

Beloved Sister (Platonic! Also, Aegon x Reader)

Fire of Desire

You Love Me Right?

Headcanons

Being Rhaenyra's Daughter and taking Aemond's Eye Part 2

Being Reborn in Wizarding World with Aemond

Series

The White Dragon (Also, Cregan x reader)

Cregan Stark

Series

The White Dragon (Also, Aemond x reader)

Oneshots

The Dragon of North (Sequel to Never )

Headcanons

Being Cregan Stark's Young Wife Would Include

Aegon II Targaryen (Only on Request)

Oneshots

For A Better Future

My Gorgeous Princess

Beloved Sister (Platonic! Also, Aemond x Reader)

Helaena Targaryen (Only on Request)

Oneshots

Ecliptic Wedding

Preferences

First Meeting

Being in an Arranged Marriage

Defending Your Honor

You are a Foreign Delegate

Tony Stark

A Woman of a Kind

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Peculiar Thing

Doctor Stephen Strange

Bucky Barnes

Broken Beings

T'Challa Udaku

Something New

Carlisle Cullen

Marry Me

Edward Cullen

Jasper Hale

Under the Moon

Aro Volturi

Marcus Volturi

Caius Volturi

Demetri Volturi

Benjamin

Draco Malfoy

The Kiss of the Dark

Tom Riddle

Percival Graves

Albus Dumbledore

The Fate Awaits (Sister!Reader)

Grieving the Dead (Sequel to The Fate Awaits)

Gellert Grindelwald

The Fate Awaits (Wife!Reader)

Grieving the Dead (Sequel to The Fate Awaits)

Be By My Side

Aleksander Morovoza

Headcanons

Being a princess and Meeting the Darkling

Nikolai Lantsov

Robert Downey Jr.

Chris Evans

Is Air Conditioner Working?

Tom Hiddleston

Beautiful yet Broken Doll

Crazy Cravings

Matt Smith

Indian Dinner

Robert Pattinson

Rami Malek

Sebastian Stan

Mistakes Are Common

Tom Felton

The Harry Potter Reunion

Ram Charan

Ben Barnes

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie Reading List Week 181 & 182

Welcome to Weeks 181 & 182

A/N: Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. 💜 This week had me reading 40 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

For my Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers

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I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Jungle Cruise- (Bucky x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Give Me a Name - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Stray - (Steve x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Enjoying - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Promises - (Destroyer!Chris x Reader) - @nano--raptor

Santa Baby - (Bucky x Reader) - @gogolucky13

Christmas Compromises - (Bucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Rose Petals - (Frank C x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty

Daisy chain - (Steve x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes

Big girls don't cry - Part 1 - @holylulusworld

Tutor - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Unsavory - (Pete x Reader) - @labella420

Heat Inducing - (Steve x Reader) - @navybrat817

Obedience - (Lloyd x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Built Differently - Pound the alarm - (Stucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Collared part 29 - @spnexploration

Collared part 30 - @spnexploration

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet - Chp 1 - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Switched Sides - Part 1 - @deliciousangelfestival

Your Mark On Me - Part 3 - (Steve x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

Back in my Arms - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

The Dad Diaries: Welcome Home - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Juxtaposition (Part 2) - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

Spoiled - (Andy x Reader x Ari) - @stargazingfangirl18

Swell with pride - (Lloyd x Reader) - @biteofcherry

Fallen Together - (Bucky x Reader) - @gotnofucks

Snow bunny (1) - @holylulusworld

Dark Concepts - (Andy x Reader) - @hansensgirl

Bind - (Frank C x Reader) - @fluffyprettykitty

His Inheritance - Part 31 - (Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Secret reunion - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

she's a good girl - (Andy x Reader) - @sunshinebuckybarnes

The Rest of the Year - (Bucky x Reader) - @pellucid-constellations

black shirts and soggy cereal - (Bucky x Reader) - @sergeantxrogers

Oh, Little Cottontail - (Bucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Blood magic - (Brock x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Burn - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Shelter - (Robert P x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Drip - (Stucky x Reader) - @biteofcherry

Slip Inside - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

[senka-mesecine]

Would you be able to write a list of Barnes relationship headcanons or at the very least your perception of what Barnes would be like as a husband? I absolutely adore your writings about Platoon since there’s so little fan content for it around! <3 I appreciate what you do

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― Admittedly, it is fairly hard to imagine Barnes living a civilian life seeing as how he's pretty much synonymous with combat and to quote Rhah, war's his high, which is exactly why I think he'd make his civilian life so as to as closely resemble the army as possible, and whether he'd do this consciously or subconsciously or both is up for debate, but I feel the structure of his day-to-day existence outside of a platoon hierarchy isn't all that different from his time in the 'Nam --- meaning that I envision that as a spouse he'd be a working man. Entirely proud of it too. He thinks that's what a real man ought to be and that anything other than that isn't ought to be. He's the toiling from dawn to dusk type. Hard manual laborer. He still finds a way to bark orders at others and instill fear and admiration into their bones, to the degree he might as well still be in the military because he sure isn't here giving himself any breaks just because he's rotated back into the world from the bush. In fact, there's no difference between now and then. He's soldiering out there and he's soldiering now. He gives commands there and he gives them in his civilian life too. It's that ingrained thing that cannot be shed. In fact, it is very possible to imagine him going mercenary post-Vietnam and seeking out the next war available because it's what he is.

― That being said, married life with him is...shockingly simple, I think. Why? Because I think of him as a man of routine; a professional deformational of his military days. He likes breakfast with the spouse. Dinners. Suppers. Waking up early. Coming back home at night to them. The odd match of poker. Sharing a bottle of whiskey. Having a smoke. Living off the beaten track somewhere. And it almost comes off as weirdly idyllic and downright wholesomely pastoral that he might practice isolationism precisely because he views his home life as a separate bubble positioned against the rest of the world almost as if the domesticity he has with you is a base and everything outside of it is potentially a minefield or enemy territory. It's not necessarily said outright, of course, but, Barnes doesn't much care for the comings and goings of the outside world and if he lives with his spouse on a sort of societal margin, he doesn't have to follow its rules and he doesn't much care to anyway. I can visualize him going back to the Hill Country of East Tennessee and as far away from any rustle and bustle as humanly possible. Frankly, the fact few people will ever run into you there and that he, in ways, has you all to himself, suits him just fine and the fact can be silently possessive as well as incredibly daunting.

― I'm not talking country life, I'm talking house in the mountains deep in the woods type of life. The locals know someone lives up there; Barnes and his woman, but they don't assume they ever saw you to the point you might as well be make belief, which is how Barnes wants it anyway because if anyone has any problems they should come to him with it or so god help them. He becomes a bit of a local urban legend, almost; the scarred man in the night who scares people and lost hikers off of the woods and the mountainside and probably does far worse than just that if push comes to shove and genuinely, regardless of his civilian status, this is a reputation Barnes embraces even in domesticity. I think people could very much be afraid of him all while he lives a relatively reclusively and tucked away life with you. He doesn't give me the impression he'd like too many individuals once he's out of the army and has no interest in communicating with most any of them nor does he make any effort to re-socialize himself post-war; there's a frightening yet passionate singlemindedness to him. You're about the only chosen person he wants and that's that on that. Are you a hostage? No. Well, maybe. Can you get away? No. Does he want you to? Also no.

― Frankly, there's a certain impression he has about his various scars being the cause of stares and judgement now that he rotated back into the world especially when juxtaposed with you and the fact that you're a beaut. Barnes doesn't want stares. He doesn't want whispers. He doesn't want anyone as much as uttering the words in the vein of 'What's she doing with him and how does she wake up next to him in the morning, looking at that mug'. Doesn't want anyone as much as looking in his general direction or yours because he knows he might kill over it, which is the overall reason, among others, for so much reclusion, seeing as how Barnes doesn't 'delude' himself that anyone's going to be tremendously welcoming back home, leading to his territorial tendencies towards you as a spouse. He doesn't want you leaving, he doesn't want you perceived, he doesn't want you getting tremendously close to anyone else and he doesn't want you potentially developing an interest in anyone else and attempting to run away, irregardless of the fact that it is a fruitless endeavor and he'd find you, but still, he's selfish, he's jealous, he's vindictive, he'd take a personal interest in making anyone's life a living hell over you, he's a mean motherfucker and he knows it. He's got one person that's his and that's you and he'll be damned if he'll go around being generous with your presence.

― Meaning that as a husband, Barnes would be intense. Intense with a capital I. Especially once all restrains the military put on him and the close proximity of civilization's presence as a whole are gone. He's not bad, but intense. All in. So much of his character and who he is and was dedicated to war, the platoon, his men and what he thinks is right that once all of that inevitably ends there's a gaping hole in its place where you get poured into, meaning that you consume him the way the war itself did and he doesn't need anyone else but you, quite literally, and this is a deliberate and conscious choice he makes to the point he lives outside of the bounds of pretty much, well, everything and by extension, you do too because he isn't going around sharing you with anyone. It's an all-consuming existence where it's just you and him; he strikes me as the type who'd drive down to the nearest city, say, once a month, bring back whatever's needed and spend the rest of the time almost like he's awaiting for some sort of attack, ambush or siege that never arrives. It's safe to say he'd be angry at the world for what he'd see as the loss of war in Vietnam precisely, because the way he'd see it, people like him weren't allowed to fight the way a war's 'meant' to be fought and he'd want no part in society (least of all one that would judge people like him post-return) and so you're both blessed and cursed with the gift of being loved by a man who only loves you out of the whole wide world.

[veryberryjelly]

veryberryjelly's 1.5k dinner party !!

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MASTERLIST marvel

Welcome to my main masterlist!

* means contains smut for 18+ only!

masterlist by characters

Bucky Barnes

comfort comforting Bucky after a nightmare museum you and your bf visit a museum of ww2 there for you him comforting you hooked on a feeling you and Bucky dance in the living room at night Valentines Day * How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day period sex * you're on your period and Bucky helps you ease the pain

Tony Stark

the new suit working on a new suit together leads to unexpected confessions ropes* Tony and you trying out something new I'm in charge * this time it's your turn to tie him up Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day needy * basically morning sex with Tony

Clint Barton

showers * your bodyguard joining in on a shower Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Steve Rogers

Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Loki Laufeyson

Valentines Day How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

Thor Odinson

Valentines Day * How the Marvel men treat you on Valentines Day

imagines and drabbles

How the Marvel men (and women) treat you on Valentines Day

Bucky* fluff and implied smut

Tony * fluff and implied smut

Steve just fluff

Loki just fluff

Thor* little bit of fluff, implied smut

Clint fluff

Quill fluff

The Marvel Women fluff

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⛧ VIK'S MARVEL MASTERLIST

Smut ψ | Fluff ♡ | Angst 🥀

⎊ Money, Money, Money. \ ♡ ψ ➵ Starting off as simple, transactional love during the height of Tony’s alcoholism, devolves into something real. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Reader

⎊ Playboy \ ψ ➵ Tony Stark invites you into his Rolls Royce. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Reader ⎊ Body Electric \ ♡ 🥀 ➵ You and Tony work through your insecurities, together. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Reader

⎊ Bliss and Honey \ ♡ ψ ➵ You and Tony share a moment of intimacy in each other's arms. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Reader ⎊ Copacabana \ 🥀 ➵ A letter to Tony Stark, 16 years after his death. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Widowed! Reader ⎊ His Sweet Girl\ ψ ➵ Nestled between Tony's legs, and all you wanted was to just feel him. ➵ Ship : Tony Stark x Reader

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Y/N stood between Tony and Bucky as the latter was scaling the metal rails towards an escape hatch on the very top of the HYDRA Siberian Facility. Y/N watched as Tony activated his jet boots. Hovering a few feet off the ground as he prepared to give chase to Bucky.

"It wasn't his fault, Tony. It was HYDRA. They had control of his mind." Y/N protested.

"Move!" Tony answered back.

He took off, flying past Y/N, but the younger male grabbed him by the ankle and smashed his left boot jet with his strength. Tony staggered before he landed as F.R.I.D.A.Y. told him his fly systems had been compromised.

Tony raised a repulsor at him. "Stay out of this, Y/N. Final warning."

"I won't let you hurt him, Tony." Y/N said, then charged.

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June was buuuuuuusssyyyy, I'm still recovering. While I didn't get to read as much as I would have liked, I'm still very thankful for all you wonderful writers for being here, for providing all this great content. My life would suck without you.

Please show some love to your fav stories! I think I've collected quite the variety for you to peruse.

Happy Reading!

2023 reading list | fic rec masterlist

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Marvel

Picking Up The Pieces by @gogolucky13 Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers x Female Reader (briefly) Summary: Bucky chooses to stay in his tumultuous relationship knowing you’ll be there to pick up the pieces, until finally you’re not. [Modern AU] 3 Parts. Warnings: Angst. Cheating. Smut (not explicit). Swearing. Mentions of alcohol. (18+ only please).

To Have and to Hold Chapters 4 & 5 by @indyluckycharlie Bucky Barnes x Reader: Mafia AU Chapter 4 Summary: "She wore a thousand faces, all to hide her own" -atticus Chapter 4 Warnings: Dark themes Minors DNI. Also, if you ended up here by accident and haven't read the previous parts, go back! Angst, angst, angst (tra-la-la) Threats of and allusions to violence. Abusive and controlling behavior. Forced relationship. Light nonconsensual touching. Coercion. Hints at cheating that isn't really cheating. Swearing.

The Animal Within by @navybrat817 Shifter!Bucky Barnes x Shifter!Female Reader Summary: Bucky can't help but follow you when you go through his territory. Warnings: Shifters, flirting, background character death, mention of blood, slight possessive behavior, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

Bound to You by @flordeamatista dark mob Bucky Barnes x Stewardess Reader concept: Like clouds dancing in the air giving the setting sun a reason to live, that is how you came into his life.  warnings: possessive Bucky, dark Bucky, dub—con/non—con, kidnapp—ing, drug—ing, desire,lust, p— in-—v, mile high club, man—ipulation — d-ubcon/non—con, mature themes, edging, fing—ering, nickname ──(Princess, Sweetheart)

Through These Crazy Times by @girl-next-door-writes Clint Barton x Reader Summary: You and Clint have been keeping your new relationship a secret from the rest of the team, but a slip up leads to Clint deciding he doesn’t want to hide any more. Warnings: Fluff, otherwise none provided

Supernatural

Not Moving by @lost-between-letters Sam Winchester x Reader (she/her) Summary: Sam doesn't want to move. Warnings: death, angst.

Go Easy by @negans-lucille-tblr Sam Winchester x Y/N Summary: Sam’s hiding a part of himself from his new, inexperienced girlfriend, but maybe he doesn’t have to.  Warnings: teasing, flirting, mentions of virginity, mentions of liking younger women, angst, mentions of BDSM, Dom/sub vibes, mild BDSM, bondage, fingering, p in v

Waiting For A Love Like This by @girl-next-door-writes Sam Winchester x Reader Summary: Sam has been in love with his best friend for so long that loving them is like breathing. He has successfully kept the depth of his feelings hidden, but there’s only so long you can hold back those three words before they find a way to escape. Warnings: none provided.

Yours to Hold by @princessmisery666 Dean Winchester x Unnamed Female Summary: Dean lives in a fantasy that isn’t that far from the truth.  Warnings: angst.

Love Misunderstood by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior Dean Winchester x Y/N Summary: The moment came and went so fast, but Y/N has regretted it ever since. Warnings: None really. Brief mention of sexy times. Angst.

His Omega by @negans-lucille-tblr Wincest Anon Prompt: Sam and Dean are getting ‘married’ in a private ceremony of friends and family that involves Sam publicly claiming Dean BUT, dun Dun DUN - Becky wedding crashes by dropping through the ceiling while Sam is about to fuck Dean and she falls on his dick instead and Sam is bound to her 😳😳😳 finger gunsWarnings: fluff, alpha!Sam, omega!Dean, A/B/O, public claiming, mentions of public sex, sex, mentions of anal, that bitch Becky

Other Characters

Offer by @softlyspector Din Djarin x Gender Neutral Reader Summary: Din is absolutely sure that you know that he’s courting you. He wants to makes the offer formally anyways.  Warnings: pining, absolute FOOLS in love, bit of grumpy x sunshine, Din thinking he's being so obvious while not showing a single emotion, self doubt and insecurity (Din), lil angst, probably incorrect lore, fluff, Mando'a (translations at the end)

A Sweeter Place by @flordeamatista Neighbor!Joel Miller x Reader concept: The world dims when our lips meet, our hearts beat faster, and time stands still. warnings: poetic loving in the sunshine morning, kitchen table s-mut, finger-ing (tiny of cum  play) ,pure poetic fluff, soft kisses, o-ral (r receiving), nickname ──(Sugar, dirty girl,)

History Repeats Itself by @hoboal87 Unnamed Male Alpha x Female Omega Reader Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, mentions of / implied sex and knotting, implied unprotected sex, angst, ambiguous ending

This Hope in My Heart by @princessmisery666 Robert 'Bob' Floyd x Reader Summary: Sometimes having hope can hurt, but in the end it all works out.  Warnings: slight angst, fluffy fluff.

RPF

Please Don't Leave by @princessmisery666 Jensen Ackles x Reader Summary: Friends to lovers to friends, that can work, right?  Warnings: angst, fluff, Jensen in his thicc Soldier Boy era (that’s a warning in itself!)