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Wade fucking Wilson. I love you. I'd die for you.

At Odds At All Hours

Summary: Wade fucking Wilson is without a doubt the worst neighbor you’ve ever had. Will the constant conflict drive you together or drive one of you out of the building?

Prompt/Request: Neighbors that constantly fight AU

Warnings: It’s Deadpool. All the warnings. Profanity, violence, no smut but lots of lude jokes. Did I mention profanity?

Word Count: 3,437

Author’s Note: Okay Wade is difficult to write. Who is that sassy in real life? I need a team of comedic writers to help me. To that end, I 100% stole a line from Garden State. It just fit perfectly. Sue me. This is for @buckthegrump’s writing challenge. Look at that, I’m finishing a challenge on time!

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This is great. In fact, this is canon.

A Tale of Three Soldiers

A Tale of Three Soldiers: A Marvel Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Wade Wilson x F!Reader

Word Count:  2265

Warnings:  Smut (MMMF Bisexual foursome, oral, anal and vaginal sex)

Synopsis:   Clint told me that Wade told him that he, had an orgy with you Steve and Bucky. This is what he said. Could you please confirm or deny?

A/N:  This may seem like my most crack ooc fic ever, it’s actually the most in character fic of all.

A Tale of Three Soldiers

“Look I know what you’re thinking.  There is no way straight-laced Captain Tight Pants would be seen dead with someone like me.  And first of all, how dare you?  Have you seen this ass?  I worked really hard on making it look this good in a red leather onesie.  Second of all, yeah, okay, Steve Rogers is a little anal.

“A little into anal too, if you know what I mean.

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Why didn't steve do this smh

Back To The Future

Summary: Your husband is Steven Grant Rogers but he crashed a plane into the ocean.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Wife!Reader

Steve had promised you that he’d always come back for you. You weren’t too keen on him doing the super soldier serum but shit, he wanted to be able to protect the love of his life along with his country. It honestly shocked you to see your husband taller and stronger instead ill and weak and asthmatic. He could finally hold you how he always wanted to.

You were sad. You were depressed when you found out that your husband died in the war. You both wanted to start a family after it was all over. You couldn’t find yourself another man like Steve. Peggy Carter took you under her wing. She herself found her own Steve, Daniel Sousa.

“Get out! Get yourself out!” You exclaimed. “You’ve got Danny!”

“No way in hell am I leaving you here to defuse a bomb,” Peggy said.

“Go! I’ve got this! Please just do me this favor for once, Agent Carter!” You yelled.

“You better make it back alive,” she said.

“I will,” you promised her.

She ran and you ran in the other direction. Time was ticking down. You raced to the bomb and were thankful that you slipped on Steve’s old pair of Chuck Taylor’s before going off and helping Agent Carter on her mission that she wasn’t supposed to be doing. You get to the device looking for the perfect wire to cut.

What was supposed to happen was you cut the wrong wire and the bomb explodes killing you instantly. But Steve stands behind you in his quantum suit. He reaches out placing a device in between your shoulder blades. A matching red and white suit starts covering you. His arms wrapped around you. He slips one of the extra watch things that Tony gave him onto your hand before you freak out. He’s quick to press the button on yours and then he presses his as the bomb explodes.

“Wha? Wha- what? Where?” You asked freaking out and your helmet comes off.

You’re standing on a platform right outside of a cabin. A green dude is standing behind these controls that aren’t from your time. He’s shocked as well.

“Darlin’,” Steve said.

You spin around to see your husband standing before you. You slapped him across the face and it stung both your hand and his face. Bucky laughs as well as Sam.

“You aren’t supposed to be bringing people back!” Bruce exclaimed.

“You’re supposed to be dead and where the hell am I?!” You asked.

“It’s 2023, honey. You were supposed to die cutting the wrong wire,” Steve explained with his hands on your biceps. “And I always told you that I’d come back for you.”

“I thought you meant by coming back home after the war was over! Not taking me to the future!” You exclaimed. “Are you an idiot or something?!”

“Yes, he is!” Bucky added.

You turned your head to see your husband’s best friend stand beside this other man.

“You’re supposed to be dead!” You yelled pointing at Bucky.

You and Steve come off the platform. You immediately hugged Bucky since you’re more mad at Steve than him. Bucky happily hugs you back but without the left arm.

“You’re supposed to be dead as well, doll,” Bucky said and he kissed your cheek.

He spins you around to face your husband once more. Steve just smiles at you. You go into his strong arms and he holds you tightly. His lips pressed against yours.

He came back for you.

I love moon knight fics. Fills up the empty hole in my heart

Thoughts on Marc/ Steven reacting to the reader trying to seduce them

Obviously Marc would be a lil shit but Steven would be clueless I think 😭 my sweet babyboy and he'd be blushing the whole time arghh

AN | These two really just live in my mind rent free 🥰

Pairing | Steven Grant x Fem!Reader; Marc Spector x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 1.8k

Masterlist | Main, Moon Knight

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Marc and Steven were…interesting to say the least. Not that it was a bad thing, they were just such different people yet so alike. Then again, they really were two sides of the same coin. Over time you’d learned to love them both in different ways, but the warmth and happiness they instilled in you was constant and never ending. But they loved you in all the ways you needed and in turn you gave them everything they could ever need.

You’d met Marc first, or rather he’d spotted you out at the bar and decided to meet you. He’d caught your eye when you’d first walked in but you would never have approached him. No, someone that gorgeous was surely out of your league. You weren’t even going to waste your breath. 

But then he came and introduced himself and the two of you had hit it off…enough that you convinced him (or maybe he convinced you to allow him) to come home with you. He was gone when you’d woken up after sleeping in - he’d kept you up till the early hours of the morning - but he did leave a note with his number. At least it wasn’t designated to be a totally one night stand. You couldn’t help but laugh, knowing you’d fallen right into his lap, but you were curious to see where this would go. 

You’d texted him later that day and he’d responded after a while, leading to the two of you exchanging messages on a somewhat regular basis. You were pleasantly surprised to find that this man actually seemed to be into you. You didn’t see him for a few weeks after that first time, but the next time you decided it was your turn to take him down.

“Hey gorgeous,” you managed to sneak up on him as he sat at the bar, wrapping an arm around his waist. He stiffened in your grasp for a few moments before he realized it was just you. You turned your head so you could press a few kisses to his neck before whispering in his ear, “you smell delicious. It’s good to see you again, Marc.”

“Fuck,” a shudder ran down his spine as you continued to tease for a few moments before you let go of him and hopped onto the stool next to him. You could see the smile tugging on the corners of his mouth as he shook his head in amusement, “you enjoy your little moment, sweetheart?”

“Well, last time you seemed to like being in charge so I’d thought I’d see how it felt,” you flagged down the bartender and ordered your drink while he watched you incredulously. You were still getting to know each other but there was something about you that had him wanting to know everything. It was a strange, magnetic pull that you had over him, “what? Do I have something on my face?”

“No,” he answered as he tapped the neck of his beer against your glass, “I’m kind of surprised you came to be honest.”

“Me too,” you replied in earnest before shrugging, “I’m not…I’m not usually the type of person that just meets someone and immediately has sex with them but…apparently I am. But yeah…I dunno, there’s something about you I liked.”

“Can I let you in on a little secret?” you found yourself leaning in, hanging on his every word as you nodded, “I’m not usually like that either.” 

“You?!” your eyes widened in surprise at his words as he just laughed, “I mean…no..it’s just that…you’re gorgeous. I’m sure people throw themselves at you all the time.”

“Sometimes,” he admitted with a shrug, “doesn’t mean I just want to have sex with everybody. Only the right ones.”

“Consider me flattered,” you couldn’t help but laugh at the silly wink he offered up, “but at the same time, I’d like to actually get to know you. If that’s something you’d be interested in, but if not…that’s okay too, we can just leave things where they’re at.”

He leaned against the bar, giving you an effortless smile. He was so handsome and you knew he wasn’t even trying. He regarded you for a moment and you immediately feared that you’d crossed some unspoken boundaries, “I’d like that too, pretty girl.”

“Yeah?” your surprise came out before you could think about it as he just nodded and slotted a leg between yours, “well, then, I request to be wooed and romanced if you’re up to the task.”

“Consider it done,” he motioned for the bartender to bring over another round of drinks as he leaned his body into yours, “do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

Marc passed your drink to you before moving his frame away from you, “I hope you don’t mind me buying you a drink, miss. Hopefully your boyfriend will be okay with it.”

“What are you…” you raised your eyebrow at him before you realized what he was doing. You couldn’t help but grin at him, “well, I don’t have a boyfriend so that’s no matter. But I don’t mind either.”

“Come here often, gorgeous?” he took a long drink, his dark eyes never leaving yours, “haven’t seen you around before.”

“No,” you shook your head, “this is my first time. What about you, handsome? Are you from around here? I’m sure I’d remember a face like that…”

And that was how you'd gotten to know (and fall in love with) Marc Spector. He'd won you over instantly, and despite your effort to seduce him after that, he still managed to one up you. Typical Marc, you'd learn, typical. But you wouldn't have changed a thing.

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You met Steven only after Marc had told you about him. It had taken some time for him to fully admit the truth to you; the fact that he told you everything showed that really did have faith and confidence in you. You knew it must have taken a lot of courage to confide something like that to anybody. And in turn you vowed to be there for him and support him however he needed. Which at some point led to you meeting Steven. There was only so long it could be before you’d encounter him, so you wanted to do it on your terms. 

You'd met one late afternoon when he was working at the gift shop, putting up a new display of stuffed plush toys. You knew Marc had told Steven about you, but there was still some doubt that he would actually like you…what if he somehow felt completely opposite to how Marc was towards you? Either way, you were going to find out for yourself.

"Hello there cutie," you walked to him and caught him unawares as he jumped slightly. He knocked a few of the plushies down as he turned to look at you with wide eyes, "sorry, Steven-with-a-v. I didn't mean to scare you!"

"How do you know my…oh. Oh," you'd both leaned down to start picking up the fallen animals. His hand brushed against yours and sparks jolted through your body, "its you."

"Yes," you grazed your fingers over his as you picked up the toys and stacked them back up how he had them. He watched you in silence, a flush of pink creeping into his cheeks, "me! Its nice to finally meet you. Marc's told me a lot about you."

"He…he has?" he studied your outstretched hand before taking it and letting you help hoist him up, "I didn't think he would."

"Considering that we're dating, it was going to come up at one point or another," you hopped onto the counter and watched him closely. He was clearly trying to process all of this, "you're cute. Funny how different you are from him when you share the same body."

"You…you think I'm cute?" He was biting the inside of his cheek so hard that he was surprised he wasn't bleeding. He'd never had someone say that to him before you and yet here you were. His whole face felt warm as he started at his feet nervously.

"Of course, silly man," you reached for his hand which he gave after a few moments of hesitation and pulled him towards you, "would you like to grab dinner with me when you're off?"

"You want to go out for dinner with…me?" He seemed stunned at the fact that you wanted to actually spend time with him. He hadn't exactly had the best luck in love or had a lot of people interested in him. When someone did show interest his walls were up and he questioned their motive but there was something about you that put him at ease. He knew he could trust you. 

"Yes," you grinned at him, putting your hand on his face, gently stroking his cheek before brushing a few unruly curls out of his face. Despite his best efforts, he made a small sound in the back of his throat and subconsciously leaned into your touch, "you can even pick the place."

"O-okay," he agreed with a small nod, "that sounds…nice."

"I agree," you slid off the counter and wrapped your arms around him in a small hug, letting him have the option of returning the hug or shaking you off. It only took a few seconds before he returned the hug; and oh, was it ever a good hug, "I want to get to know you better too. Not just Marc, but you, Steven."

"Wow," he pulled back, a nervous but giddy little smile on his face, "I…you're wonderful."

"That'll be something you decide later on," you laughed and he looked at you with what could only be described as heart eyes. You pulled out your phone and passed it to him, "put in your number, Steven."

He did so, his hand almost shaking with excitement as he saved his information before passing the phone back to you. You quickly called his phone so he'd have your number as well, "I-I'll call you when I'm off, yeah?"

"Sounds perfect," you leaned in and kissed his cheek, which caused him to turn almost bright red,"whenever you're ready, let me know. See you soon, love."

"See you soon," his features were so soft as you waved at him before turning around to head out. You'd called him love. You'd kissed him. If he hadn't already pinched himself he would have been convinced this was a dream. But instead he realized that this was sweet, sweet reality, "wow."

And that was the first time you'd met Steven. They were so very different, but you learned them both in their own ways. 

Overprotective Steve has me in a chokehold

Untouched

18+ Minors dni

Virgin college Bucky x Virgin college reader (Steve’s sister) 

A/N: Wanted to write something with both Bucky and the reader learning together, will probably add another part cause I love them. Please leave all the comments, reblog and like! <3 

Warnings: SMUT, swearing, fluff

Word count: 4.2k hehe sorry 

Also part of this AU: Tongue Twister, Date night, Tipsy 

You trudged down the hall wondering why you brother had sent you an SOS text message, stating it was an immediate emergency at 12:30 AM forcing you out of the deep sleep you were in. You opened his room door, groaning at the ridiculousness that was taking place yet again this month.

Steve and his friends were in the middle of a very important Call of Duty game and given the seriousness, they had to have both hands on the controllers at all time.

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Stevie 🥴 you kiss your mother with that mouth??

Tell Me

Summary: You give Steve another one of his firsts

Pairing: Inexperienced!Steve x Reader

A/N: Part 2 of Steve * just to clarify, Steve hasn’t done some things and you decide as his friend, you should volunteer to help him through anything he wants. Aren’t you a good friend? 

Warnings: Smut, 18+, praise, oral!female receiving, please be advised

Tagged: @elle14-blog1​ @nana1000night​ @supraveng​ @potatothots​

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Steve practically growled from your words, pulling you up from the floor and back into his lap. His lips smashing into yours as he kissed you, his tongue slipping inside tasting himself on your tongue. You moaned in the kiss, hands holding the back of his neck as you felt his hand move between your bodies.

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Sebastian Stan everyone.

Yes.

dumb baby

relationships: bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: how bucky finds out you have a dumbification kink

word count: 0.5k

warnings: dom/sub elements, degradation, praise, mocking, dumbification, spanking, dirty talk

smut! minors dni

“tell me what you want baby doll.”

he watches you squirm in embarrassment on his lap. you always do when you have to talk dirty. it’s precious. when you fail to answer he grabs your face with metal fingers, making you pout. he can’t help the words that tumble out of his mouth, “come on baby, use your big girl words.”

he’s never said something like that before and watches closely for a reaction, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. he hears your heart quicken and looks down to see an actual wet patch on his boxers. he chuckles, making your face heat up. he decides to play into it. he starts massaging your ass, “if you wanna play dumb i can bend you over my knee.”

you actually whine at his words. “i want to ride you bucky. please,” you pout, looking at him with big eyes. he grins, he’ll never say no to his doll. he sighs, pretending to consider. “you can try but i don’t think you’ll be able to.” he strokes your hips, as if he’s trying to comfort you but his words are mocking, “‘m just to big for you, sugar plum. and you know how cock drunk you get.”

you frown, wanting to prove yourself. “no, i can do it bucky! please!”

he smirks at your enthusiasm, “alright doll, but don’t go stupid the second i fill you up.” you nod desperately and raise your hips, giving him room to pull down his briefs and expose his hard dick. it bobs up, rubbing against your clit. you moan at the contact, gripping onto bucky’s shoulders. he slaps your ass, making you gasp at the loud smack. “come on baby girl, you said you wanted to ride me. realizing it’s too much for ya?”

“no. i can do it,” you repeat, clumsily lining up his dick to your entrance. he watches slick literaly dripping from your pussy and clenches his jaw, holding back. for now you’re going to do all the work. you sink down, both of you groaning at the new position. you finally bottom out, sitting on his lap with a whimper. “what did i say about going stupid, pretty girl?” he threatens with a huff, rubbing your still warm ass.

you whine, lightly bouncing on his dick, the shallow thusts keeping him deep inside you. he smirks at mouth open expression, cooing mockingly, “oh poor thing. is this too much for your baby brain?” you’re too lost in your pleasure to reply, something bucky doesn’t like. he uses his cool, metal hand to pinch one of your nipples. “big girl worlds. use them.”

you grip his shoulders, babling. “it feels so good, bucky. so full.”

he smirks, “good girl. but i think you need some help, don’t you?”

you furrow your brows, about to ask him what he means, when he plants his feet on the floor and starts thrusting up into you. you squeal, falling fowards against bucky’s chest. he smirks, holding your pilant body. “there’s my cockdrunk baby. can’t even hold yourself up, can you? need me to do everything for you,” he roughly grunts in your ear.

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a/n: my first smut drabble! thoughts?

He's so cute.

This is the fight of our lives and we’re going to win. Whatever it takes.

The only men she needs in her life tbh

The Gang: *roasting Jen about her texts and laughing*

Jen: *sniffling* I just thought he'd like me for me....

The Gang: