Heavenly, Part One

Heavenly, Part One

Dark!Steve x Reader

Notes: This is my first Steve fic since I’m more of a Bucky girl myself. This takes place after Endgame, but whenever he returned the Stones, he decided to come back instead of staying with Peggy. Also, he looks like Nomad!Steve. I’m not even sure if anyone will see this, but if you’ve found this, congratulations. I originally wanted to just make this a oneshot, but I just have too much inspiration. I hope that those of you who read enjoy. 

Warnings: Honestly? Nothing in this part. Steve just being a tad bit creepy.

Word Count: 2,001

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yooo everybody. my mom and i were goofing around and found this seriously FUCKED UP site. all your information, (phone number, nam, address even) is available for 2.99. like everything. please watch this video on how to remove it. (im not sure if it’s there for minors, but if you’ve ever owned/rented a house you’re definitely there. it’s worth checking it out to make sure.)

video on how to remove information. : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPFLagxnDsA

fucked up website: http://www.spokeo.com/

also, if you’ve lived in more than one place/state it has you multiple times, remove all of your profile things. (it had my mom 4 times, all over our state. even from when she lived in a house 9 years ago.)

psa over.

Regrettably So [J.]

Request: Witcher request if you’re still taking them: Jaskier imagine where the reader travels with him and Geralt and they realise they like each other after bonding over their mutual criticism of everything Geralt does (including Yennefer)

Pairing: Jaskier x Reader Word Count: 850 Please don’t plagiarize my work!

“Ugh.”

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Incubus: Bucky x Reader

This is an Incubus!Bucky AU fic.  You guys can thank @ursulaismymiddlename for this post about Sebastian Stan being different super natural creatures.  And my mind kind of went wild.

Word Count: 6532

Warnings: NSFW content, smut with a story line because I can’t help it, sex demon Bucky (because that needs a warning in and of itself)

You walked into the club, not really knowing what to expect. You’d spent the last several months avoiding this area of town like the plague ever since the club was erected. Like the work of ghosts, the building had been absent one day and there the next.  No one else had thought the sudden appearance of the building was strange, and that’s how you knew.  Not the work of ghosts… but demons.

This part of town was like a hunting ground for them. All sorts of shenanigans and depravity filled these streets, whether day or night, rain or shine.  The inside of the club was worse than what you’d find outside.

Every form of debauchery you could think of could be witnessed ten times over in the room, even with just a quick scan from right to left. Women in dresses tighter than their own skin walked about in heels as high as skyscrapers, their faces painted to hide even the most miniscule of imperfections.  Men holding glasses filled with ice and stiff liquor jeered and guffawed at anyone who got too close.  Sometimes ‘too close’ meant clear from the other side of the room.

Pole dancers gyrated their hips to the booming music, hypnotizing all from their raised platforms.  Flashing laser lights cut through the haze of the room, giving very brief flashes of color to the otherwise dismal darkness.  The bar, showcasing an LED countertop, provided the only other light source to the room.

You knew better than to go over there.  Should one drop of those poisoned drinks taint your lips, you’d be consumed instantly.

Across the sea of bumping and grinding bodies on the dance floor, thick burgundy drapes covered the entrance to the private rooms.  Though it seems many of the club’s patrons had no qualms with publicly indulging in their private actions.  To your left a man had a woman pinned face down on a table, thrusting into her from behind.  At the bar, a man was sitting backward on his stool, elbows leaning back against the glowing counter top, his pants at his knees while a woman kneeled between his legs.

In the 5 seconds it took for you to analyze the room, your head was already screaming at you to leave.  Although, admittedly your head had been screaming at you all night long. And admittedly, you’d been ignoring it all night long.

Looking around, it wasn’t difficult to determine that less than half of the people occupying this room were human.  Drawn in by the loud music and heady atmosphere, some had come to experience the best night of their life.  Others would not be so lucky.

You knew that you shouldn’t be here.  Not with your abilities.  But your curiosity had won over the self-preservative instincts within you. You’d never been this close to creatures of the night, having been sheltered from this part of your life. But now that you were old enough to make your own decisions, you’d decided to come.

Clearly it was a bad idea.

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2 Hearts, 22 Calibers- Prologue (Mob! Tom x Reader)

Warnings: Angst, smut, mentions of violence, more angst and smut in future chapters, fluff??

Word Count: 3345

Summary: Despite discovering the new owner of the club you work at may have his own secrets hidden, the temptation to get closer to him outweighs your trepidation..

A/N:  I’m super excited for this series, guys! It’s so different, I’ve never done Mob! Tom before so I’m really hoping you guys enjoy it. I think I’ll stick with Monday posts for it since Mondays suck and we can use some fun to get us by lmao. I can’t wait to hear your thoughts, love you guys! (Gif is not mine, please DM Me for credit) XXXX, N

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Pragma(tic) 22: She Unleashes Hell

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: 4163

Warnings: Language, violence, blood, fighting, war, death

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Previous 21: She Faces the End

The cry of agony was not yours.

But you felt it. You felt all the pain in the pitch just resonating around you. You could feel the agony and mind-numbing pain and it shocked you to your core.

Especially when you recognized the scream’s owner.

And it was then that you registered the lack of extra pain you felt and slowly peeled your eyes open.

And then you saw it: the body lying before you—the bloody body.

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