Memory Loss [4]: Not Yet

Memory Loss [4]: Not Yet

Series Title:  Memory Loss [4]

Chapter Title:  Not Yet

Author:  Mimi @captain-rogers-beard

Summary:  Steve’s memories are coming back faster than he can process them.

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Characters:  Steve Rogers x female reader (eventual)

Square Filled:  Hologram

Word Count:  1828

Warnings:  Slight angst, angry Steve

Author’s Notes:  Written for @star-spangled-bingo​ and SSB 2020. #SSB2020

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The Subtle Redemption of Lance Tucker - 12 / 13

Title: The Subtle Redemption of Lance Tucker aka The Subtle Redemption of Lance the Fucker

Summary: Lance is a perfect fixture in your past. And suddenly, he’s roaring into focus as your younger sister’s National Coach. The warning signs scream around you, resistance is almost futile. But you’re an adult now. You’re stronger than the silly little kid you were before, right? Right?

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

Rating: language, implied adult themes, smut.

Word count: 2.1k

A/N: I had fun writing this one. Please enjoy. Again, such little time to edit, I apologise as always. I am a comment whore. Any comments always appreciated xo

Title Inspo: n/a.

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Unlocking the apartment door and easing yourself in with arms full of groceries, you revealed bouquets and bouquets of flowers exquisitely scenting the small space and Lance, shirtless and jeans loose around his hips, accentuating that beautiful Venus belt and hideous tattoo.

“Let’s swap,” he suggested, welcoming you at the door with a gentle kiss. Oh, you’d missed those soft lips, a bit miffed he’d ended it after with single peck after such a long time away. He handed you a glass of champagne as he took the bags from you and moving them to the kitchen while you oversaw the gorgeous blooms. Roses, all in various pastel shades. Light, nothing bold. Romantic, stunning. Very unlike Lance Tucker.

A little overwhelmed, you were hesitant to move in case Lance was about to something really fucking stupid – your limbs were paralysed in fear. “You’re back!” you found your voice, purposefully ignoring the situation you had just walked into.

“I’m home, baby,” he confirmed. “It is not a mirage, your Gold medal-winning head coach man is stateside,” he whispered, proudly.

“I almost didn’t see you in between all the flowers…” you gave him a pointed look.

“You don’t like them?” he asked, a little saddened, chewing his lip nervously.

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All my love

Warnings: noncon sex (oral, intercourse), stalking, general creepiness and deception.

This is dark!Peter Parker (adult) and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: The reader is new to the big city but she has a new friend watching over her.

Note: This is my first dark!Peter Parker so please be easy on me. He has been aged up and this takes place when he’s grown up and living his spidey dreams. I’ve made him like uber creepy I think and it gets pretty eerie I think but I hope yall enjoy some Spidey.

Anyway :) Please like, reply, and/or reblog if you read. <3 Love you all.

It started on Monday. The first day of the week. Something was always bound to go awry. 

You should have suspected it. Work had been too easy. The library had seen a steady flow of patrons but not overwhelming. Visitors and books alike kept you busy and time rolled by. It was just too good to be true.

You stepped inside your small apartment and bent to pick up the mail just inside. The carrier had left a deluge of flyers on your floor. You stood and shifted through the coupons and carpet cleaning service ad. There was a single bill and another unmarked envelope.

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Pragma(tic) 14: Her World is Shaken, Not Stirred

Pairing: Persephone!Bucky Barnes x Hades!Reader

Summary: In a world where the old gods never truly died, you must learn to navigate your way through the ups and downs of immortality. And if living forever wasn’t hard enough, an ancient evil is now threatening to break free after centuries of silence. And as if that still wasn’t hard enough for you, now a pesky and infuriatingly handsome god is trying to wedge his way into your life. Gods, work, love, and conflict—what more could a goddess need? [Hades & Persephone AU]

Word Count: 4454

Warnings: Language

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In all the centuries that you’d been at the edge of Tartarus, muttering your spells and securing the cage, you’d never known it to be quiet. But, there you were, doing your routine without so much as a peep from the monster below.

Kronos was silent. He didn’t speak, didn’t laugh, didn’t even breathe loudly. It was out of character for him; usually, he would take any and all opportunities to mock you and get under your skin, but he didn’t even greet you.

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Memory Loss [3]

Series Title:  Memory Loss [3]

Chapter Title: Funny How Things Work Out

Author:  Mimi @captain-rogers-beard​

Summary:  You try to figure out what you’re going to do with Captain Steve Rogers. Steve’s memories appear to be returning.

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Characters:  Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Square Filled:  Snuggling in Bed

Word Count:  1527

Warnings:  angst, lost memories, 

Author’s Notes:  Written for @star-spangled-bingo​​ and SSB 2020.

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Beautiful and Damned 6- To Be Unloved [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My loves, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Denial has a way to poison people.

Word Count: 3350

Warnings: Mentions of violence and death, bad parenting.

The following days, you did whatever you could think of to keep your mind off that night. You focused on your drawings, you focused on the embroidery your mother wanted from you, you focused on-

Anything other than outside.

Even if you missed Geralt so much that it almost hurt your heart.

You could feel the sunlight on your skin, warming your bones, warming the whole room as it spilled through the window and you just kept your eyes on the yard, on the people.

Maybe this distance was just as much as you were supposed to get.

Someone knocked on the door and opened it, but you didn’t even turn your head, you just stood still, with your knees pulled up to your chest, your parchment resting on them.

“Where’s Cassie?” Fin sounded almost confused and you shrugged.

“I gave her the day off.”

“And the guards?”

“I let them go.”

“You can’t be serious,” he said and came to pull himself a chair, “You can’t be alone, there has to be someone with you.”

“I could call them back,” you mumbled and turned to him, “Is that what you want me to do, my king?”

“You know it’s not like that,” he muttered, “I could never boss you around, you terrify me.”

You averted your eyes, pinching your lips and he cleared his throat,

“Trust me sister, your ability to kill people has nothing to do with just how intimidated I am by you.”

You heaved a sigh, then tapped your pencil on the parchment.

“I know you don’t like this,” Fin said, “I remember the last time the city was confined, as well as you do. But I had no other choice, we need to catch these people before another member of our family gets hurt.”

“They will be safe-“

“I’m talking about you specifically.”

You scoffed, then shook your head, “I doubt anyone could kill me.”

“Let’s make sure they can’t,” he eyed you, “I’m worried about you.”

You rolled your eyes, “Fin, I promise you I won’t get killed. Happy?”

“Not that!” he said, “This…whole thing. This isn’t like you. You haven’t been outside for two days.”

“Yes, mindless chatter and cruel gossips, oh how I missed outside.” You mumbled, “People were already scared of me, now they’re terrified.”

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