GENIUS!!!

GENIUS!!!

if marvel revealed that steve rogers was actually stuck in the quantum realm it would legitimately be one of the most unsettling plot twists they could manage like not only would it mean that old steve is not steve at all, rather someone or something else, but it would also imply that steve didn’t finish his mission and return all the stones & that the very fabric of reality is in danger

Calling to join them the wretched and joyful

Summary: An ancient game is played in the forest of Asgard by the noblemen. To the winners, go the spoils.

Warnings: noncon sex (oral, fucking), magick.

Note: A Loki one shot I’ve been meaning to write. It’s is vaguely inspired by Richard Connell’s The Most Dangerous Game but obvi I gotta make it kinky. Lol. Thanks for reading <3

Hope y’all enjoy. Like and/or reblog!! <3 Reblogs really help.

It was one of those cool summer mornings that foretells of autumn. The sun was yet to rise but the sky was woven in a rich blue. The trees clung to the night and loomed over the line of shivering women, scared and shivering in thin shifts.

You were one of the eight. Confused and silent as guards in golden armor watched over you with spear and sword. You wondered how much of a threat you could be; unarmed and exhausted.

They came in the night. Your mother clung to you as the guards tore you from her. Your sister Bera hid in the closet. Your mother could not lose two daughters. You bid her a frantic goodbye as your father held her back.

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Trying For No. 5...

Alright , its “Wicked Wednesday” the day of the week when things get all kinda nasty. This is the day of the week for smut, be that porn without a plot or porn with a bit of a plot, Wednesday is the day for it. 

The Request: Nsfw husband Chris whisking his wife away for a steamy romantic long weekend away in a log cabin in Vermont, leaving their four kids with his mother, and they christen every room and are able to be loud for the first time in ages and without any interruptions

Pairing: Chris Evans x You, Chris Evans x reader Chris Evans x female reader

Warnings: Smut, porn, full sex. It’s an 18 + only please. Swearing too. 

The air was cool and smelt fresh, the wind caught in the tops of the tall trees and made them rustle quietly, sounding like distance voices all around you. The cabin was small, a deep brown colour with a short chimney that had a curl of smoke reaching into the blue sky. 

“Oh Chris,” you breathed, as you took in your surroundings, “Chris, this is unreal,” the secluded cabin deep in the woods was your anniversary getaway. Just you and Chris making the most of a weekend together with no children and no dog either. 

“I thought you’d enjoy the peace and quiet,” he replied, taking your weekend bag from the car and carrying it up the few steps toward the front door, “The lady who owns it said there would be a fully stocked fridge and a fire burning for us, there’s no WiFi though,” he added, opening the front door and stepping inside, you followed excitedly. 

The main room wasn’t overly large but big enough for the two of you, there was a large and comfortable looking sofa at one end of the room and a couple of squashy looking arm chairs too, arranged around the open fireplace, a dining table with two chairs and two places set out beautifully. There was a door that you guessed led to the kitchen and another door that stood ajar, giving you a glimpse of the bedroom and the plush looking bed. 

“This is amazing,” you said, “Thank you, baby,” you added, throwing your arms around Chris. He held you tightly, breathing deeply. 

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I want the reader to “accidentally” throw Norine and/or Steve off the roof and run away with the servants. Steven suck my ass.

Wicked Game | Three

Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader, backround Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Victorian AU. While trying to go on with your life, the manor takes a tighter hold on your body and soul.

Words: 8.813.

Warnings: dubcon, explicit sexual content (oral sex, fingering, dirty talk,) cheating, swearing.

A/N: This story has dubious sexual consent, as the reader doesn’t quite understand what’s happening, and if this kind of content makes you uncomfortable or bothers you, please just walk away and ignore this story.

Eternal thanks to @its–fandom–darling for being my beta again. I don’t know what I would do without you <3

I think is painfully obvious that english isn’t my first language, so if you see any mistakes in the narration is because of that. Please let me know what do you think! The credit of the gif goes for it’s respective owner.

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Finally, your mother and brother’s letters arrived one afternoon with a sweaty servant who walked under the sun for a couple of hours just to bring them to you. If standing up didn’t hurt so much, you would have kissed him.

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Desperate Measure (one-shot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 1880 Warnings: Nsfw, smut, 18+ Summary: On the run, cornered in a closet—how the hell is Bucky supposed to keep from getting caught? A/N: Day 8 of @itsbuckysworld’s hello spring writing challenge :3 Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think xoxo

“Shit shit shit fuck shit!”

“Barnes, can you keep it clean for one minute? We’ve got Parker on the line here!”

“It’s okay, Mr. Stark, I’ve heard worse.”

Bucky growls and slaps his ear, silencing Tony’s reply. Do they really think he’s got time to listen to their awkward back-and-forth while he’s got a squad of goons up his ass?

The sidewalks are busy tonight. He turns a corner and almost bumps into a dopey couple, a clump of frat boys, a lonely woman tapping her foot as she holds her phone to her ear, all in rapid succession. He chances a glance back—no goons in sight. Not yet.

Bucky ducks into the closest open door, fumbling in his pocket for his wallet, his ID, as the bouncer waits with a bored stare.

“Here,” Bucky blurts.

“Great, have fun.”

Bucky ducks inside, assaulted by the uncomfortably loud blues band playing. A trombone, in a bar this size?

Yikes.

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Forever Yours

Pairing: 1940s!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: SAPPY AS HELL, Fluff, Angst, War References

Summary: Two lovebirds exchange letters during the War.

Written to this song on repeat. Enjoy!

June 16, 1943

Hey sweetheart,

It’s been 19 hours since I kissed you goodbye, but I’ll never forget the dress you wore to the docks. You took my breath away! Nearly tempted me to do something I shouldn’t have… at least not without permission, and we can’t have that, can we? 

I’ve just gotta see you in a white dress again, sugar. Mark my words, as soon as I come home, I’m gonna have a long talk with your parents. Gotta ask ‘em properly. I just wish I could have done it before I left. You would have said no, though, wouldn’t you? Until I’m yours for good, not government issue. My girl’s just too smart to get tied down without thinking it through! That’s one reason out of a thousand why I love you.

I know how upset you were that you couldn’t send me off with a smile, but I’m a little happy that those tears were for me. I’m the luckiest man in the world to be able to say that you’re mine.

Miss you already.

Bucky

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