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Now that I’m at 2K and my birthday is here (April 27), I thought I’d celebrate with my very own challenge!!! The theme is:
Tbh this can mean whatever you want it to mean. I just think it’s cute. Just trying to keep it fun, ya know. Don’t worry about reader not being bratty enough. Do whatever feels right.
But, you do have to choose a 90’s or 00’s R&B song to go with your story. Below is a list of recommended songs. Now you can choose something off list, but please keep it within the genre.
This is open to Chris Evans & Characters (Steve Rogers, Ransom Drysdale, Andy Barber, Ari Levinson etc. (except Mr. Freezy I swear to god I do not want to be attracted to that man this website is trying to poison me.)) RPF is welcome.
THIS IS A SMUT CHALLENGE
Deadline is June 27
All writers must be 18+ minors do not interact.
I reserve the right to not reblog any story.
No minors, incest, DDLG, or bathroom related activities.
Please tag your work properly especially if writing non/dub con. Maximum amount of stories is 4. Daddy kink is alright, but not required. Please tag your kinks.
Stories have to have a minimum word count of 500. No max word count, use a cut at 150. Not accepting any stories that are already part of a series unless it works as a standalone. HC’s and Drabbles are also accepted. Accepting reader’s inserts only.
Tag me in your author’s notes and use #afbhbratchallenge in the tags below. I will be creating a masterlist.
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Anachronism masterlist
Or the placing of persons, events, objects, or customs in times to which they do not belong
Last update: December 25th 2022
Summary: Sprained ankles, snowstorms, blood-thirsty wolves and feral super soldiers. What was supposed to be a peaceful walk in the woods surrounding the cabin you're staying in with your best friend Steve quickly turns devastating, forcing your path to cross with a mysterious and burly man who can't seem to grasp social cues and the concept of privacy. His past is a puzzle that can't seem to be solved and your feelings for the sweet and giant man quickly develop from friendly gratitude to something neither of you can't quite grasp.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader, Steve Rogers x fem!reader
Warnings: Bigfoot!Bucky, 6'6" Bucky (he's massive. so beefy), manhandling, technically kidnapping but it's all good, reader almost gets hypothermia, Smut (18+)
[More warnings will be added along with future chapters]
A/N: I present to you beefy!Bucky that is also technically a hot Yeti. Feral vibes only and also obsessed with his girl. So ridiculously self-indulgent but any and all suggestions, thoughts and wishes are so, so welcome since I’m still writing the rest of the series.
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Chapters (estimate)
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
The perks of being a field nurse
Warnings: smut das it!
Being a field nurse in a brutal disgusting war was finally paying off! Sure you where never actually off the clock, and yes the rations the military sent for women were more fit for a 10 year old girl, but this was your pay off!
Clutching the filthy brown hair belonging to the man ravenously sucking your sweet spot between your thighs. If it weren't for your other hand clutched tightly over your mouth, you'd have drawn a crowd with your whines whimpers and half screams. Later you'd have to think of a cover for the half moon imprints of your nails marring your face.
Sgt. Barnes was a man with a reputation for getting around and by god where you glad to personally confirm his reputed skills.
Those sweet pink lips sucking at you and his hot tongue seemed to be trying to map all it could reach inside of you. That devilish thing tonguing even lower to your pucker chasing your juices and making you go crosseyed. The cott beneath you was all but ruined soaked and holding the weight of you and his passions. Big strong hands gripping your hip and thigh forced your legs wide. As wonderful as he was you just needed that bit more to see stars. Using the grip on his hair you start rocking your hips to grind your cunt into his mouth.
You weren't expecting his sharp too loud moan. His eyes snapping open to show his crazed blue eyes. Staring into your soul he stilled his tongue and let it hang from his mouth while using his grip on your lower half to help you use his mouth. Caught by his half crazy eyes you could feel your orgasm rushing up on you quickly. Stomach tightening breath quickening your sounds down to sharp quiet pants and whimpers. His stare became too much, your head snapping back you finally cum with a gush and a silent scream.
This was what the women whispered about. Everywhere the 107th legion was stationed Bucky barnes charmed his way up skirts and into the hearts of even war hardened women.
Falling flat from his retreating hands you lock eyes and know your far from finished here. His doesn't stop staring he unbuckles his belt and let's his pretty cock bounce free. And what a sight it is! The good Lord and all his angels had blessed him with looks, the brawn too match and a cock that looked plucked right off satan himself. Flushed red and veiny as his forearms, normally you would be a dear and give him a sweet kiss to that angry looking fat tip. His fingers raising your staring to his face again stopped that.
"Spread those legs doll. Lay back nice for me."
Saint Paul and Mary herself couldn't have kept your legs closed. Not with that raspy voice and those goddamn eyes. Normally you would be a stickler for a prophylactic but it'd be a real sin not to have him in all his glory just this once.
Hiking your dress even more and scooting up the bed he follows you down quickly. Before you even settle,his rough hands grab the backs of your thighs and folds you with your bits bared to the roof of the tent.
Looking up between your legs as he slaps that baby arm on your cunt you can't help but compare him to the stories of Lucifer you learned about in church. He looks like he's dragged himself up from the pit of hell just for one last fuck and your the lucky gall who gets it. He hasn't bothered to wipe his face from the grime coating it, theirs a fresh cut beneath his eye and he hasn't even bothered to take off his shirt.
The aching slide of his Johnson filling you takes you out of your own head and back into this dingy cot with bucky barnes. Your gonna be sore tomorrow but fuck this is gonna be worth it!
Giving you no time to adjust he starts fucking you with no regard for your poor pussy. Your legs have wrapped around his pistoning hips and your mouth falls open with a squeak. All you could do was grip his shirt while he pounded away. The only sounds now where wet slaps and occasional grunts.
If you thought the orgasm before was good this one might just take you out. Every slap of hips felt like he was pulling it from your body with force. Choking back full blown screams of lust you switched to biting on your own hand to quiet the sounds trapped in your throat.
And all the while, this devilman just stared down at you while pounding the good sense from your brain. When he starts smirking you can almost rouse some anger at him. Until he takes the hand he was previously pinning you with, licks his thumb and starts rubbing your aching clit firmly and slowly.
You used to be a respectable woman! A woman with a brain and good sense! A woman who didn't take shit from hardened soldiers even!
When Bucky barnes leaned down and hissed "doll, you'd better quite down before we get caught... hate to have to flip you and shove that pretty face into the pillow. One more slip up though and I will don't test me..."
It felt like that rumbling voice had issued a direct command over your body and you clenched up to keep quiet. Another loud all male grunt gave you a new satisfaction though. Mister experienced wasn't smirking now.
Maybe the little giggle was his last straw cuz before you knew it your mouth was mushed into the pillow and your ass hiked up to the sky. "Warned you baby" came only a second before he slid back in and made you snap into an arch.
Devilman was all you could think.
somebody pls let him rest
Just found out that MAGA fiction was a thing. 😳🤨🙃😆😂🤣
okay, this one definitely made me cry 😭💞
Sam is the best and only person that should be Captain America right now!!
Fandoms: Marvel, The Phantom of the Opera
Pairing: Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Left alone after your father’s death, the Maximoffs take care of you, training you to be in the ballet in the Brooklyn Opera House. Something else lurks beneath its depths though, is it the angel of music your father had promised you?
*Please do not replicate my work without my express permission*
Warnings: Grooming, manipulation, abuse of position, dubcon, smut, loss of virginity, violence, murder, angst
*Please consume fics responsibly*
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Chapter 1 - Overture
Chapter 2 - The Mirror
Chapter 3 - Music of the Night
Chapter 4 - Prima Donna
Chapter 5 - All I Ask Of You
Chapter 6 - Masquerade
Chapter 7 - Wandering Child
Chapter 8 - The Point of No Return
(Ongoing)
There was an idea…
The original six as little baby gifs
Avengers AU
Bucky x Dot, Bucky x reader, Steve x Reader
Summary: Being with him was wrong, he has someone waiting for him. Being wrong felt so good, till it didn't. And when it all goes bad there's someone there to gently pick up the pieces.
Updated: Aug 12th
a ghost story