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The Next Chapter ~ Writing Challenge

~~  what’s coming is better than what is gone  ~~

For all types - non-dark, dark, and platonic.

And no, it’s not about continuing WIPs :)

As we all know, the year is coming to an end. We can all agree that the events we have witnessed and gone through so far -especially in November alone- have been one hell of a roller coaster ride for us. There is no doubt that the negative side of the scale had overruled for the better part of the year. While 2020 has been a disastrous year, the number alone tainted in our memories forever, let’s not make the ending the same. 

I’ll admit that I’ve never believed in ‘new year, new beginnings’ for a while now. In spite of that, some lingering hope is always present inside me. Hope that somewhere around the corner, things would change for the better. It gives me enough hope to not let pessimism take over. It gives me motivation and determination to keep myself going, to better myself and never back down. 

And so my friends, I invite you to the Next Chapter Writing Challenge, where I’ve decided to not keep not to keep any prompts. There will be no prompts to adhere to, to guide us or to limit us. (This is in no way meant to disrespect other challenges with prompts. It’s simply something I wanted to try.)

What will the fics be about then? A new year is soon going to begin with endless possibilities. Similarly, the fics too will be about anything and everything the writer desires. Any and all plot points are game for this challenge. (Except for underage and toilet play and stuff like that). The only conditions are that:

the fics may or may not quote it (totally the writer’s decision) 

but must adapt the meaning of:

‘what’s coming is better than what is gone’. 

No matter the events in the fic, it must end in a hopeful manner, on a positive note. Such that whether hidden or disclosed with words, the next chapter of the character’s life has hope for a better future; to begin/continue the next chapter of their lives with peace and happiness. So that it gives us a of ending the year and entering the new one with a lighter, more hopeful and happier heart. A new year, a new beginning, with renewed hope. The world doesn’t end with a few mishaps. Our story must go on. (Hope my babbling has gotten across my point to you.)

Interpret it anyway you want to! You have free reign :)

Send me an ask or text me if you’re willing to participate. Please feel free to ask any questions about this.

Characters:

It’s open to ALL Marvel and Supernatural characters! 

Though RPF is not allowed, any and all characters played by Sebastian Stan are open to be written. For Chris Evans, this is open for Steve Rogers, Curtis Everett and Andy Barber. 

It can be just the ships, or character x reader, or ships x reader; whether canon or fanon or something that you made up on your own. Anything! Any and all pairings are accepted with open arms!

Due Date:

It’s 20th January, 2021 (Wednesday). But don’t worry about the time limit. Just text me if you think you’ll need more time. Life doesn’t revolve around Tumblr, I know.

Other Details:

It can be a drabble, oneshot, multichapter series. It can be non-dark, dark, platonic. It can be fluff, smut, angst… Anything! It can be a part of a single chapter in an ongoing series or be mixed with another request/prompt. Literally… Anything! Just be sure to use appropriate tags. And add the keep reading.

There must be NO underage smut, or pedophilia or extreme kinks like toilet play (sorry) or anything. Though I’ll allow ONLY sibling!incest (yes that’s a kink of mine).

Tag me. And just to be sure, because I don’t trust Tumblr anymore, text me.

There is no limit on how many entries you can give.

Kindly reblog for signal boost.

Thank you!

happy birthday old man

Thank You. @KuKhanyile 

In Memoriam (Dark! Steve, Bucky & Sam x Reader) Masterlist

Summary: After the death of your grandmother you make a trip to visit her old estate, and you discover it may be more trouble than it’s worth.

Warnings: Noncon/Rape, ghosts, smut, bondage, thigh riding, spanking, rough sex, oral sex, over stimulation, mentions of death, allusions of abuse. 18+ only peeps, it’s obviously dark.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Help me sing these songs of freedom. None but ourselves can free our minds #endsars

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.

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.

oh what could have been

who is endgame steve? i don’t know him

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.

Rules:

Starts now.

Likes count for one entry.

Reblogs count for five entries.

Two winners will be chosen by randomized list.

International entries are allowed.

Please be considerate of your followers when reblogging.

Please don't enter if you're not comfortable giving me your mailing address.

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

Winners will be announced once I have contacted them via DM (from steverogersnotebook) or ask (from aka-steverogersnotebook).

Tagging comic giveaway 2020 for blacklist/whitelist purposes

🍀 Go forth with good luck!🍀