Smalltown Bringdown 4

Smalltown Bringdown 4

Warnings: blood, violence, noncon (fingering).

This is dark!biker!Bucky and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Bucky takes you for a ride.

Note: Okay so it took me a while to finish this one in terms of organizing my ideas and maybe I just think about this stuff too much lol. But it is a little longer than the last two chapters. Now I’m thinking part 5 will be the last but as it happens so often, this story might be slipping beyond by restraints lol. But anyway, enjoy. To those who take the time to read, thank you. Love you guys!

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Five days in and you couldn’t say you were adjusting, merely closer to acceptance of your hopeless circumstance. That was always easy. In Birch, it was an inevitability that one would settle. There were no grand dreams to be achieved, no underdog story or redemption; there was only monotony and routine. As it was oft said, you were born and then you died. 

You were surprised to have the weekend off. Working in a bar, it was expected to work Friday to Saturday; those were the busy days. Your schedule didn’t seem to fit to the necessity of the business though, more its owner. Whenever you were there, he made sure to be there too. He was always there to see you off at the end of the night, though his farewells were briefer than his first.

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Class is in Session - Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader x Shouta Aizawa

A/N: So way before Christmas I promised my darling wife a filthy Shinsou fic of her choosing, and then I got swept up with angstcember and the holidays and it got back burnered. And I lost steam on and decided instead to gift her this! Based on a nasty discussion we had after I showed her Yato’s Patreon that involved our two favorite kitty loving men and half our list of kinks combined. Now that she has read it, she gave me permission to share with you all! <3

Also note: Its a College AU because I’m lazy and it makes everyone 18+ no questions asked.

Warnings: teacher/student kink, teaching threesome, a little degradation, voyeurism/exhibitionism/slight cuckolding? (idek, its raunchy ok?)

Word Count: 5.4k

This was not a situation you thought you would find yourself in: cheeks flushed, heart racing, stomach doing somersaults and breathing unsteady. You had been caught. By your favorite professor. Fooling around with your boyfriend on school property. He hadn’t said a word to either of you as he pulled the purple-haired man off you by the back of his blazer and captured your wrist tightly in his other hand. Dragging the pair of you back to his classroom before finally releasing his hold on the two of you.

You couldn’t help but flinch at the sound of him slamming the door shut behind you, your stomach churning as you heard the lock click into place. He still hadn’t spoken, instead simply pointing to his desk and the two of you shuffled in front of it silently. Neither of you could look him in the eye it seemed as he took his place in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at you both.

You shifted your weight from side to side, arms folded behind your back where you could dig your nails into your wrist to keep from fidgeting under your professor’s scrutinizing gaze. You glanced quickly to the man next to you, who likewise had his eyes glued to the floor as one hand rubbed at the back of his neck awkwardly—his face seemed to be almost as flushed as your own. Despite being your favorite professor, Mr. Aizawa was a stern man and you couldn’t bare to think how much trouble the two of you were in right now. Still, you wished he’d say something, anything at this point…

“I am very disappointed in you,” Aizawa began in that gruff tone of his, the one reserved for students who caused trouble in his lectures and it made you gulp, “Shinsou.”

You flicked your eyes up to look at your professor, brows furrowed as you tried to figure out why your boyfriend was being singled out in this. Did he think that he was taking advantage of you or something? You glanced towards your boyfriend, whose shoulders had slumped at his mentor’s words, head hanging in shame.

“Profess—” You tried to open your mouth to reason with him, to explain you were just as guilty but Aizawa held up a single finger to demand your silence and you bit your lip to comply.

“I’ve taught you quite a bit since you arrived here, and though you’ve flourished thus far, it would seem there is still one lesson I have to teach you.” Aizawa stated evenly, his face just as blank as always, you could never tell what he was thinking and that made you uneasy.

“I understand, Professor.” Shinsou replied softly, still unable to look the older man in the eye.

“Good.” Aizawa said as his gaze moved between the pair of you for a moment before speaking again. “Now, kiss her.”

“I-i—what?!” Shinsou blurted out, a bit louder than he had meant to as his violet eyes finally locked with his mentor’s gaze and his jaw went slack trying to make sense of what he had just heard.

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Beautiful and Damned 9 - Unsteady [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, 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: Rejection is always heartbreaking.

Word Count: 3469

Warnings: Mentions of violence and death, poverty.

Rejection was a strange thing.

Through the whole night until the first lights of the sun shed into the room, you kept turning in the bed, trying your hardest to ignore the storm of thoughts in your mind. The room got brighter and brighter, the chattering from outside and the chirping of birds filling the air and Cassie walked around in the room, but you didn’t even have the energy to answer her questions.

You should’ve known she wouldn’t just let it go.

“Are you sick or something?” Fin’s voice reached your ears and you rolled your eyes, then rolled onto your back.

“No.”

“It’s noon.”

“So?”

“If you’re still sulking over being awkward with Geralt-“

“Don’t.” you shook your head, then sat down and pulled the furs with you, playing with the hem of your long nightgown. Fin tilted his head, pulling his brows together.

“What happened?”

“I wish to stay in bed today. And tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to.”

Fin scoffed, “Not good enough,” he said as he climbed to the foot of the bed carefully, “Tell me.”

You tried to blink back the tears, then heaved a shaky breath and narrowed your eyes at him,

“This is your fault, you know.”

“You’ll have to be more specific than that.”

“You encouraged me to- to pursue my interest,” you stammered, “You basically pushed me, and now I’m in disgrace-“

“What are you talking about?”

“Geralt,” you said, “I’m talking about Geralt.”

“What of him?”

“I made a fool of myself,” you snapped at him, “Your- all your talk about how he looks at me and all that nonsense, it was false.”

“No it wasn’t-“

“Fin,” you cut him off, “He doesn’t want me.”

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Notice // 3

Bakugo Katsuki X Reader (BNHA)

Warnings: Swearing, duh!

You just can’t leave well enough alone.

Masterlist Here!

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Exile

Breach Masterlist

Warnings: non/dubcon sex (series), general angst

This is dark!Winter Soldier/Bucky and explicit. 18+ only.

Note: I was planning a Loki fic for Valentines but that didn’t turn out just yet so I wrote some Breach. Like hullo? Um, yeah, hope you guys enjoy. This series is very special to me and I hope you all enjoy. We’re closer to our end and I am so excited for it.

I won’t demand but do ask for feedback; likes, reblogs, replies, comments, asks, especially on this series, but again, enjoy in your own way! <3 Love you!

Four years later, somewhere in South America

You giggled as the small feet stomped down beside yours, a paper bag hugged against your chest as you tried to keep the contents inside. Luka’s laughter joined yours as you chased him down the dusty walk to your small house. 

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Smalltown Bringdown 2

Warnings: blood, violence, more to be added.

This is dark!biker!Bucky and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: You begin your search for a new job but times are tough.

Note: Here’s part two. I’m planning on making this a relatively short series, think Eye for an Eye. I’m having fun with Biker!Bucky and next chapter should be🔥 To those who take the time to read, thank you. Love you guys!

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The Birch Branch Bakery was just across the street from the Chipped Saucer. The old plaque beside the door read ‘Est. 1887’. It had passed hands from one Hollorin to the next. Barbara, or Babs, Hollorin was the latest in the line of plump delicatessens. She had her father’s rosy cheeks and boomong laugh. You faintly remembered the round old man from your childhood though he had long passed.

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