Dancing On My Own (Chris Beck Imagine)

Winter Soldier Comic Giveaway

Thunderbolts (2016 - 2017) #1 - #12

Winter Soldier (2018 - 2019) #1 - #5.

This will be a 2-winner giveaway, to share the wealth.

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Winners will be chosen Tuesday, March 2, 2020 (after 5:00 pm mst).

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Breeding Season: One Shot

Masterlist 

Pairng: Steve Rogers X OFC Werewolf X Bucky Barnes

Warnings: LEMONS!

Summary: OFC is a werewolf in search of the perfect man or this case werewolf to mate with to carry on her blood line. What is supposed to be a quick fuck turns into a night that leads to another possible suitor and father. Will she be able to continue her life as a lone wolf or did she bite off more than she can chew?

A/N: Just lemons, all the smut. This is a werewolf AU, the Avengers are a pack; and yep you guessed it, Steve is the pack leader and Bucky is his second! I never mention a name so take this as a reader insert if you like. THIS IS NOT A ABO FIC! >😉

Words: +3,600

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It was time for her to pass on inheritances to the next generation before she was past her prime. All female werewolves, especially the lone one’s, knew when it was time to breed, to leave a legacy before moving on and living out the rest of her life; alone. Her impending, heat, she guessed it would be called had brought her here to the Avengers compound. More specifically after one blond soldier in particular, knowing Steve Rogers had the genetics to sustain the next generation.

A charity ball was the perfect time to find her target, take what was needed and leave before sunrise. Bedding the pack leader would be enough, she would be gone the instant they had finished. Entering into the compound dressed in a dark cocktail dress that accentuated thick curves, scent disguised by soaps and perfumes so no one would be none the wiser.

Quickly spotting the well-built blond sitting at the bar and making her way to him. Carefully she danced lithe fingers over strong shoulders the moment he caught her scent. Steve turning to look at her, baby blues flashing with reflected light the instant they laid on her thick frame and gracing her with a smile.

“Evening captain,” the woman began, moving in a way that told him she was there for one thing and it appeared he was going to grant it to her quicker than suspected. The blown look of his pupils had her wondering if he had caught scent of what she was, only well-bred wolves where this confident.

Taking the barstool next to him but leaving her hand on his arm, she couldn’t help but relish in the warmth pouring off the well-built alpha along with the smirk he gave her. Watching pupils swallow any color that may have remained, surprising her as without a word Steve took the hand resting on his forearm in a heated calloused one while getting to his feet. The blond was quick to tug the thick framed woman with him, darting around others who were in attendance but ignored them in favor of pulling the woman down the corridor to the elevator.

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ok kids repeat after me

vinegar and bleach makes chlorine gas, which is highly toxic

ammonia and bleach makes chloramine, which is highly toxic

rubbing alcohol and bleach makes chloroform, which is highly toxic

hydrogen peroxide and vinegar makes peracetic/peroxyacetic acid, which can be highly corrosive

be careful about your cleaning products and dont get yourself injured or potentially killed ok

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Marvel

Walking Dead

Star Trek AOS

SPN (TFW only)

Hopper (Stranger Things)

Teddy (west world)

Honestly, I’m pretty open about different fandoms just gotta ask. I do smut depending on the plot, just hit me up! I take Venmo and Paypal.

Like his music

Summary: You and Bucky argue again, solving it the way you both know works best.

Pairing: Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 602

Warnings: language, toxic relationship/behaviour, violence (slapping), rough smut/sexy times. 18+ only. Please heed the warnings - if this makes you uncomfortable then click away. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION.

Disclaimer: I do not give anyone permission to take, repost, copy or translate my stories, regardless of whether or not they are credited. This blog and all works associated with are 18+ only. Minors please do not interact or follow.

A/N: For my lovely mutual @slothspaghettiwrites because she begged so sweetly. Also, I’ve never written rockstar!Bucky before. I hate this, but out it goes.

Main Masterlist / Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Sex with Bucky is been much like his music - loud, messy and exciting.

Too bad he was a fucking asshole.

“You’re a massive bitch, you know that?”

“Says the guy who just throat punched his own manager.”

Bucky hisses as you drag your nails down his tatted back, the newest addition of black ink still sore to the touch. “Didn’t like the way he was lookin’ at you.”

The sinking of Bucky’s teeth into your neck has you suddenly crying out in pain, the back of your head hitting the door. Your vision turns red as you feel him smugly smile against your bruised skin.

Fucker never leaves you alone long enough to heal.

“Besides,” he snarks between bites, “you didn’t hear me fuckin’ whine when you dragged that groupie outta the meet n’ greet two days ago.”

A furious snarl escapes you - how dare he.

Quietly a hand moves away from his latest tattoo to briefly tangle itself in his thick locks - still sweat soaked from his concert earlier - before sharply yanking, and you relish the pained grunt he lets out.

Your pleasure is short lived upon seeing his blood stained teeth, your smile quickly falling - the bastard had the audacity to bite you, that god damned smirk still plastered on his face.

A quick slap is enough to wipe it off.

It stuns him for only a moment.

You watch a range of emotions flit across his face as Bucky’s head slowly moves back, irises almost completely black, the silence broken only by the minute clinking of his dog tags. Your breath hitches as his gaze burns into yours - before he was angry, now he’s downright pissed.

“You crazy bitch,” he spits. “That really how you wanna play this, huh?”

He strikes, viper fast, and a hand snakes its way under your dress, metal signets leaving goosebumps along your thighs as his calloused fingers move upwards. It takes only a few seconds for you to free his cock from his jeans as he hastily shoves your underwear to the side. He doesn’t check to see if you’re ready - the wet patch he felt on your panties was proof enough.

“Here’s your fuckin’ attitude check.”

Another set of rings digs into the back of your neck as he fiercely pulls your mouth to his, swallowing your stuttered moans as he thrusts home.

“Jesus,” he groans, adjusting his grip on your thigh. He verbalises every filthy thought, pinks lips brushing their compliments against your face.

I’m never leaving you again without fucking you first, Princess.

Biggest mistake I coulda made today, missin’ out on this pussy.

This all it takes to put you back in your place, Doll Baby?

Call yourself a hypocrite, but it was the last sentence that was your undoing. Coupled with the rolling of his hips, you had no hope of staving off your impending orgasm.

You ain’t his, Princess. You can’t enjoy anyone else the way you enjoy this.

The rockstar eventually finds his own release, shouting and cursing into your shoulder as you hang on to the last remnants of your second orgasm for the night.

The moment you both break apart to breathe, your tongue darts out to wet your lips in satisfaction. Bucky looks every bit the hot mess that many rockstars are - strands of hair stuck to his face, chest heaving raggedly as his wild eyes follow the movement.

In a way, sex with Bucky will always be much like his music.

Guess it’s a good thing you love rock.

Seeing Him

When you’re attacked by some kids a kind man comes to your aid. Even though you can’t physically see him you feel like you can see him better than anyone. But do you really know him?

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/147271355538/seeing-him

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/147425885843/seeing-him-2

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/147607814503/seeing-him-3

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/148232578148/seeing-him-4

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/148775381853/seeing-him-5

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/148875132013/seeing-him-6

http://kaunis-sielu.tumblr.com/post/148920137758/seeing-him-end

Compliance - Chapters list

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Summary:  You’re just a history teacher trying to do your job after America is shaken to its core by a change in regime. Unfortunately, one single act of defiance puts you on Hydra’s Supreme Leader, Steve Rogers’ radar. The man who turned America into a fascist, dystopian hell. The man you despise with every fiber of your being.

Pairing: Hydra Supreme! Steve Rogers x Black! teacher! Reader

Warnings: Dark fic, Non-con, Kidnapping, Abuse, Isolation, Forced relationship, Obsessive and evil Steve, Dystopia

Rating: Explicit, 18+

A/N: I posted this fic on ao3 first. I’m only making sure it’s also on my tumblr. Steve is very dark and villainous in this… if it’s not your cuppa, DNI.

My other works are listed here.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Automatically thought of Louisiana when he said “TT”, lived there for many years and had 4 of my 5 kids were birthed & raised there. It was the only place I had ever heard of Aunties being called “TT” for short. My kids call their Aunt “TT”. I love the references to Sam and Anthony’s upbringing.

Fine. When I was a kid, my aunt passed away.