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Hello gents and ladies and non-binary daisies! 💕 Welcome to my blog, a patchwork of things I love. It’s messy but that’s just a personification of me so don’t let that stop you! I hope you have a good time here, good enough you decide to revisit me later again and again.🥂

Thanks for taking the time to check it out. 

First fic date: 6 Dec 2020 11:50 PM

The fics ahead may contain non-con, dub-con and smut not suitable for minors. Each fic has its own warning so please read them before indulgence.

Good health to all.

Also,  I bet that sometimes you actually wake up flawless.

STEVE ROGERS MASTERLIST:

BUCKY BARNES MASTERLIST

Ransom Drysdale:

Catching Up ~ Drabble

Mentions of non con, drugging, no actual smut

Summary: Ransom rarely gets a hold of you and this time he isn’t letting go.

Peter Parker: 

Devout Worshipper ~ One shot/fic (30 Dec 2020)

Student Teacher AU, God-disciple complex 

 Non-con, Kidnapping, Possible Drugging, Unhealthy Obsession

Summary:  The best of all the educators yet, both smart and stunning, became Peter’s mentor in university. Peter grew too much of a liking for her, from a clingy scholar to her devout worshipper.

Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes:

So We Meet Again ~ Requested Drabble

CEO AU

Non-con, Mental breakdown, spiking a drink.

Summary: Reader tries to escape her past but it’s harder when your past includes dangerous men.

Chris Evans:

Misplaced Theatrics ~ One shot

RPF (duh)

Warning: Non-Con, RPF, Breaking and Entering

Summary: You realise too late that the lines between acting and reality have blurred between you and your co-star

Remade: Feminism means, that if This is how I wanna celebrate International Women’s Day, then so be it:

So, Tumblr removed the original post, but

Happy International Women’s Day 2020

Just found out that MAGA fiction was a thing. 😳🤨🙃😆😂🤣

art by zepiezepie

This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

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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