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[sugdensdingle]

[shallowseeker]

i keep thinking about the neon cross and dean saying “i do.” like. ah yes. here is my platonic boybestie back from the dead. time to say a phrase very recognizable as what seals the deal at a wedding. which tend to be deeply romantic as it involves basically tying your life to another’s. and i just have to go “which could mean nothing” and move on with my life. destiel romance parallels you mean everything to me

Yeah, I feel like season 12 was a lot about them circling each other in a way that was more near to being on than same page than usual. Both with Cas saying, "I love you, I love all of you," and Dean testing the waters around that, trying to tease out what Cas meant (by giving him a romantic mixtape).

And despite Dean's misgivings about Cas's choice to help Kelly with Jack, Dean got onboard because Cas was onboard. Dean committed and fought hard; that's why the loss hit so much harder!

Just as Azazel killed John on the eve of John committing to Mary, I feel like Lucifer killed Cas on the eve of Cas finally (and more obviously) committing to Dean.

Then in 13, we have this... this scene echoes the commitment to share a future together.

[cinder-no]

Sabretooth (Earth-6160) - Pony Town

[egosumrexgloriae]

Many years ago, there were Tumblr blogs dedicated to uploading different kinds of music. One of them, collegerockyears, uploaded this mix which I’ve never found again on the internet until I came across an old hard drive where I had it downloaded, lol. It might be from around 2011. It’s crazy how we stopped downloading things and switched entirely to streaming platforms.

Well, here it is. It originally had a beautiful cover, but I couldn’t find it. No trace of it anywhere.

Repulsion – Dinosaur Jr (Dinosaur)

Let's Go Away – The Wipers (Is This Real?)

Peking Spring – Mission Of Burma (Peking Spring)

That's What You Always Say – The Dream Syndicate (Days Of Wine And Roses)

Feast On My Heart – Pylon (Hits)

Original Love – The Feelies (Crazy Rhythms)

(I'm A) Don Juan – The Embarrassment (Heyday 1979–83)

Couldn't Care Less Anymore – The Suburbs (The Suburbs)

(I Thought) You Wanted To Know – The dB's (DIY: Shake It Up! - American Power Pop II)

Carnival Of Sorts (Box Cars) – R.E.M. (Dead Letter Office)

tugboat – Galaxie 500 (Today)

Swimming Ground – Meat Puppets (Up On The Sun)

I'm In Trouble – The Replacements (Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash)

These Important Years – Hüsker Dü (Warehouse: Songs and Stories)

Deeper Than Inside – Rites Of Spring (Rites Of Spring [Bonus Track Version])

Black Candy – Beat Happening (Black Candy)

Luka – The Lemonheads (Lick)

Holiday Song – Pixies (Come On Pilgrim)

Tuff Gnarl – Sonic Youth (Sister)

Racer X – Big Black (The Hammer Party)

Ever – Flipper (Generic)

She Said – Scratch Acid (The Greatest Gift)

Everything's Explodin' – The Flaming Lips (Finally The Punk Rockers Are Taking Acid)

Blue Spark – X (Under The Big Black Sun)

Fire Of Love – The Gun Club (Miami)

Have You Ever Seen the Rain – Minutemen (3-Way Tie [For Last])

Big Lizard – The Dead Milkmen (Big Lizard in My Backyard)

Behind The Wall Of Sleep – The Smithereens (Especially For You)

Ain't Nothin' To Do – Green River (Dry As A Bone / Rehab Doll)

Human Cannonball – Butthole Surfers (Locust Abortion Technician)

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[mitski-creature]

The moments pass by. They become distant memories. And the past points a gun to my skull. And I grieve. And I grieve. And I grieve.

[bebebisous33]

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[tobeholyistobeempty]

TASK FORCE 141 HEADCANONS

how your fwb would react to you sending a riskay pic and saying “do you like my necklace?:)”

reader afab. 18+. featuring: gaz, price, soap, simon.

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

the moment he opens it, everything stops.

he’s standing in line for coffee - full daylight, in public, and you’ve just casually sent him something that looks like it belongs behind a goddamn password wall, captioned by an innocent little sentence: “new necklace, you like?:)”

he stares. squints. lowers the brightness on his phone like that’ll help.

then the corner of his mouth curves.

he calls you - you don’t pick up. then you get a text five minutes later, presumably after he’s removed himself from the general public’s vicinity.

“you are SO full of shit.”

you giggle like an absolute idiot and type back: “huh?”

he responds two seconds later.

“you send me the hottest photo I’ve ever seen in my life and ask about the fucking jewelry? that’s cold and you know it.”

the way he’s so riled up is exactly the type of reaction you were looking for. it only fuels you to keep going: “kyle. i just wanted to know what you thought of my necklace..”

“you want compliments? okay. the necklace’s nice. but the tits? phenomenal. stupidly good. brain-breaking.”

you don’t reply, too busy dying inside. a few mins pass before he sends you a final message:

“tell me when you’re free, no excuses. i’m making you repeat that pose.” followed up by: “but this time with your hands tied.”

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

john price is a simple man.

it shows in the way he texts. he’s usually blunt, direct, rarely more than a few words when needed. he says it’s the most efficient way to get a point across.

but you, however, have a point of your own. and today, it arrives in the form of a photo:

you. on your back in the midst of golden hour. nothing on. legs spread just enough with a thin little chain catching the light where it rests against your chest.

no caption needed, but you send one anyway. because you know better than anyone that the best way to get a rise out of john price is premeditated bratting with intent.

“like my necklace, sir? :)”

the moment he opens it, he hears you loud and clear. doesn’t reply for twenty minutes and you just smile like an idiot for it because you know what his silence is saying.

then, your phone dings.

“yes.”

you barely process it before another bubble pops up.

“reckon ill like it more when it’s dangling over my face while you’re riding me.”

you think that’s the end. that he’s made his point. but then he sends one final, simply devastating message.

“keep the door unlocked. i’m getting you pregnant tonight.”

JOHNNY ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

you’re bored. haven’t seen johnny in a few days, and it’s starting to show - both of you restless, every conversation getting riskier. the tension’s thick - always is with him.

so naturally…you make it worse.

you send him the pic in the middle of the day.

he’s just finished a run, shirt stuck to his chest, breath still shallow, sweat dripping down his neck.

he glances at his phone and gets bloody flashbanged by your audacity.

full tits. bare skin. soft and smug and innocent-eyed wearing nothing but a delicate little gold chain, with the message below it reading: “like my necklace? :)”

you get four voice notes. immediately.

0:05 - “jesus christ-“

0:11 - “lass- fuck - ye cannae do that tae me in public. i almost walked into traffic - fucken hell-“

0:22 - “you’re sitten there looken’ like tha, asken about a fucken necklace? what necklace? i didnae see shite - i had tae go back and zoom in an nae ive go’ a problem. ive gone full blackout-“

there’s a brief lapse, a minute, maybe less. then:

0:07 - “yeah. nah. we’re fighten. i’m showen up, and you’re no walken right for a week.”

then he follows it up with a single text message, and makes your entire year.

“you do look beautiful by the way. can’t wait to rip that fucking thing off with my teeth.”

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

you know he’s deployed. you know he’s half a world away. you know it’s the middle of the night for him and you know damn well he’s been running back-to-back missions with no sleep.

you also know he hasn’t touched you in twelve days. hasn’t even seen you.

that’s exactly why you do it.

you wait until you know he’ll be checking in - brief comms window, satellite delay, whatever he can spare - and you send it:

a photo. close-up. bedroom light. completely bare, the thin gold chain you’re showing off just barely visible as it disappears down your chest and out of frame.

caption: “new necklace :)”

then, five minutes later, when he still hasn’t replied, you make it worse:

“been thinking about how frustrated you must be. poor thing.”

and then, to end your own life, you send one more:

“you’d cry if you saw what i just did with my fingers.”

the radio silence is so loud it’s deafening. you get no reply. no acknowledgment. nothing for hours. this doesn’t surprise you - simon riley is not a man to be teased. doesn’t matter where he is, what he’s doing, if he’s provoked in any way - he will be making good on it.

you wake up the next morning to a notification that he’s reacted to the picture with a heart, and a message - a text that makes your stomach drop and your thighs clench at the same time.

“you’re not going anywhere for three days when i get back. pack what you need. you won’t be walking when i’m done with you.”

then another, sealing your fate.

“be home tomorrow. next time you tease me mid-op, you better pray the enemy gets to me before i get to you.”

a/n: hope y’all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed making it. they’re all filth.

[jinusajas]

07/11/25; 05:45pm

{ 18+ drabbles / headcanons }

[ how you spend your first night together with them as husband and wife ]

featuring: sylus, zayne, xavier, rafayel, caleb

[ minors don’t interact; by choosing to interact with this content, you have consented to viewing something n-fw despite the warnings. ]

the wedding was a success, with you officially tying the knot with sylus as you became mrs. qin.

and tonight was the night you would be together as husband and wife.

sylus spent most of the ceremony spoiling you (carrying you around like a princess while feeding you all of the delicious foods the catering had to offer), and since the ceremony was for you alone-

you knew that you had to dedicate the entire evening to him.

once you arrived at your hotel suite, sylus places you gingerly against the silken sheets of the bed, hands trembling as they slide down your sides in an almost reverent manner. your name falls from his lips like a prayer when he slides off your wedding gown in one, swift motion.

you were left in your lacy undergarments, eyes going hazy the moment sylus settles his powerful body between your legs. hunger was seen in his gaze, still remaining in his suit when he carefully tears the flimsy fabric of your panties away from you.

with one calculating flick of his wrist, he uses his evol to free your heaving breasts from the confines of your bra, letting out a low growl of satisfaction before placing his face between your legs.

your reaction was immediate upon feeling his tongue tracing at your outer lips, drinking up your arousal like it was fine wine against his lips. you delve your fingers into his hair, back arched against the silken sheets as your now husband devoured you like a man starved-

showing no signs of stopping even when you had reached your completion numerous times throughout the night.

when your clit was practically throbbing from overstimulation, you sit up in bed, trying to pull sylus away from you. “sy, p-please… that’s enough. surely y-you’re in pain from waiting so long.”

it was clear that sylus was holding himself back when you noticed the prominent tent in the front of his dress pants, yet still, he would not relent. instead of shedding himself of his clothes while impaling you with his cock-

sylus proves to be the ever so patient man, choosing instead to continue pleasuring you with his mouth and fingertips alone. you felt every vibration caused by his deep laughter within your core, nearly shivering when he places a kiss against your center before telling you with a guttural grunt,

“you don’t have to worry about me, sweetie… for experiencing this yearning pain for you will simply make our eventual union be all the more sweeter.”

you were both still in a daze, unable to believe that you were finally married, with you sharing zayne’s last name while officially becoming his wife.

yet perhaps the only person who could compete with your blissful marriage was zayne himself. once the ceremony was completed, zayne held you tightly within his embrace as he takes you to your luxurious room, immediately excusing the both of you from the venue.

once you were in a more private place, zayne already had you pinned against the wall. his hands were trembling with need as they explored down the expanse of your body, tracing every dip and curve before slowly tracing at your inner thighs from beneath your dress’ skirt.

“beautiful… and all mine.”

he finds your panties and slides them off of your body, allowing the flimsy fabric to fall to the ground before kneeling in front of you. you nearly lost your balance had it not been for zayne keeping both hands clenched behind your thighs, steadying you as he began to kissing at your center.

you were left gasping now, nails scratching down the wooden door each time you felt zayne’s tongue curling within your slick walls. your hands move from the door to his hair, pulling at them slightly each time you felt a new jolt of red hot pleasure coursing through your veins.

“z-zayne-“

you felt him grunt against you, diving his tongue even deeper into your heat as he ignores your cries of soft mewls of his name, never once stopping his ministrations on your body until you spilled yourself completely into his mouth.

a rush of heat was felt against your cheeks when you felt the familiar moisture rushing out of you and into zayne’s mouth. he groans at your taste, greedily lapping up all that you had to offer while looking up at you with half-lidded eyes.

“honey… i hope you don’t mind if i get another taste of your sweetness… for you have just become my new favorite dessert, my darling wife.”

the moment you entered your hotel suite with your boyfriend husband, xavier, you had barely gotten the chance to admire the room when he picked up your form and headed towards the master bedroom with you.

his every movement was filled with an urgency you had never felt before, with xavier practically tossing your body on the bed as he crawls towards you. he hovers over you, fingertips trembling as they traced at your features.

“i can’t believe you’re finally my wife… it feels like a dream come true…”

you met his gaze with equal amounts of adoration in your eyes, eyes narrowing when xavier leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss. you return the kiss with just as much fervor, delving your hands into his hair when he manages to deepen the kiss.

he slides his tongue in for a brief moment before pulling away from you, true blue eyes darkened into onyx hues as he slowly removes your wedding dress, leaving you in a lace corset that takes his very breath away.

practically enamored with your beauty, xavier places his lips over your barely clothed chest, tongue curled around the hardened nipple from beneath the lace as he plays with the ends of your panties. shoving the flimsy material off to the side, you arch your back against the bed when xavier manages to dip a finger within your heat.

the squelching sounds of your walls taking in his digits makes you cry out to him, nails already raking down his biceps when he settles you directly on top of his lap. he continues moving his fingers in and out of your core, basking in your alluring scent while letting out a groan of your name. after pinching your swollen clit, earning a sharp keen from you, you tremble when xavier whispers in your ear,

“my starlight… so sweet and all mine. i’m going to remind you just what it means to be my wife tonight.”

at the start of your wedding night, rafayel allowed you to take charge-

allowing your trembling hands to take off his suit and you dress as the expensive fabrics lay in a crumpled mess on the hotel’s floor. he lays back in bed, eyes darkened considerably while watching your every move.

from the way your cunt brushes over the tip of his cock-

to the sensation of your fluttering walls surrounding him once he was fully sheathed inside of you-

it took the lemurian a herculean effort to hold back his urges to fuck himself into you-

yet he knows the importance of letting you take charge first, giving you the illusion that he would always submit to your every whim-

but not anymore.

so he lays in waiting, feigning disinterest all while fighting against the urge for his cock cum deep within your womb, painting your walls white with his seed alone. gritting his teeth, he forces his head to lay back against the pillows, allowing you to ride him to your heart’s content.

a few beats pass, and rafayel notices your labored breathing and how your movements became sloppier against his hips. you were whimpering now-

“ngh… rafe… i can’t go on anymore… t’sore.”

that was the moment he finally unleashed himself.

with a startling speed, rafayel pins you in a new position, placing you on your side as he tosses one of your legs over his shoulder. “r-rafayel- NGH! HAH!”

he gives you little warning before pistoning his cock back inside of you, pounding into you in this new position as it allowed him to reach that much deeper into you. by now, you were left a drooling mess on his cock, eyes rolling near the back of your head as your husband kept impaling himself into your scorching heat with a reckless abandon.

with beads of sweat running down his brow, he kisses at your ankles while drilling his cock into you,

“now that you are forever tied to me, i’ll finally be able to show you just what it truly means to be my bride.”

to say caleb became even more obsessed with you after marriage would be the understatement of the century. now that he had no reason to ever leave your side, he took full advantage of being your sole husband and was on a mission to prove his absolute devotion to you.

the ceremony had ended hours ago, yet you found yourself utterly naked in your shared bed, with caleb making sure to kiss every inch of your skin. you weren’t able to move due to how he used his evol to keep your limbs still against the bed, forcing you to feel everything.

from the way his chapped lips pressed lingering kisses down your shoulder-

to the way his tongue curls around your hardened nipples when he decides to give your heaving chest some much needed attention-

all of it culminated into a deep ache you felt between your legs- an ache only your beloved colonel could assuage.

hearing your soft mewls, caleb basks in the way his touches left you begging for more, smirking when he pulls away from you as he showed you the entirety of his form. his bare body was powerful, marked with scars from years spent training at the farspace fleet as the sight of it all had you drooling in response.

“oh, what’s this? has my wife gotten needy for me already?” he was chuckling, the sound darker than usual (tinged with unabashed lust) when he finally frees you from the confines of his evol.

spreading your legs wider for him, you immediately wrap your arms around his neck when caleb slowly enters you, sheathing his cock inch by breathtaking inch within your heat before setting a rapid pace. the bed begins to squeak in response to his movements, but you didn’t care-

you wanted caleb to keep thrusting into you-

to keep pounding into you with such intensity that you forgot about everything else that wasn’t your husband.

“you’re mine.” caleb rasps within your ear, already quickening his pace as he kept fucking himself into you like a madman. “you’re all mine… and i’ll kill anyone who dares try to take you away from me.”

and despite his words, you were too enamored to realize the danger in them-

simply viewing them as his own declaration of love for you.

end notes: inspired by the wedding banner cards, i just had to do my own spicy and unhinged take on it 🙂‍↕️

ps: thank you to @/jellykyunnie for providing me the banner for zayne and rafayel bc i did not get their banners 😭🙌🏻

all stories are written by rei; please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works!!

[sugdensdingle]

[emmafallsinlove]

שאלה מוזרה, לפעמים גם אתם מחכים שהדקות יתחלפו כדי שהשעה שתצאו מהוואטסאפ תהיה יפה 😭

[bambiens]

LIKE A TATTOO .☘︎ ݁˖ — [l.heeseung]

SYNOPSIS ⟢ after suffering a gruelling break-up, y/n vowed to start doing all the things her ex-boyfriend had never let her do before; partying, having fun, and making reckless decisions. during a usual night out, y/n spontaneously decides to try to get inked – which ultimately led her to meet lee heeseung, an independent tattoo artist. meeting heeseung was an embarrassing memory that y/n would like to forget (which she had forgotten by the next morning anyways considering she was completely hammered), however, after encountering each other again by chance – or luck if you call it that – heeseung decides he’s found the perfect canvas for his art; his next muse.

pairing ⟢ tattoo artist! heeseung x party girl! reader

genre ⟢ social media au (smau) + written, strangers to lovers, university au

contains ⟢ profanity, suggestive [sexual] discourse, humour/crack, friendly bullying, highly suggestive scenes (maybe some smut maybe not), story mainly occurs in NYC, luck as a symbolism like everywhere, alcohol and marijuana consumption, misandry (lol), mentions of mental illness, gets angsty later on (more to be added if necessary).

featuring ⟢ all of enhypen, yeonjun and beomgyu of txt, giselle of aespa, yunjin and chaewon of le sserafim + some cameos of other idols

status: ongoing!

author's note: hii, this is my first smau + fic and i'm also rlly new to tumblr so pls lmk if there are any areas where i can improve on! i've always wanted to write but never had the platform to until i found this community on tumblr!! ANYWAYS enough yappin, i hope you enjoy this smau + fic, this took A LOT of detailed planning to come to life!!! <3

TAGLIST [CLOSED]

reblogs appreciated ♡

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PROFILES

husband beaters | mama a tattoo artis t behind u

CHAPTERS

00 PROLOGUE

01 can i please get uhhh

02 lucky me + written (1.1k words, 7 screenshots)

03 BULLSHIT THATS PRETTY PRIVILEGE

04 no bitch DUCK

05 who are you? + written (1.1k words, 6 screenshots)

06 let me make it up to you

07 agent rik and j-won

08 hee’s behind me isnt he.

09 oh shit, WORLDSTAR! + written (2k words, 7 screenshots)

10 we need to talk.

11 you have a visitor! + written (1k words, 6 screenshots)

12 this is WORSE than a situationship. + written (2.1k words, 9 screenshots)

13 bodega cat except you’re in a tattoo shop instead

14 like NYPD type shit

15 the trolley dilemma (ft. riki)

16 can’t miss my chance + written (1k words)

17 unexpected guest + written (1.3k words, 3 screenshots)

18 make yourself at home

more to be added...

PLAYLISTS ⊹˚♬₊⋆

black heart ink’s store playlist (heeseung’s pick)

yn’s pregame playlist

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copyright © bambiens 2025.

[houseofblve]

𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 - 𝙤𝙗𝙭 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙪

𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗒!𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 (𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇) - (𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗃𝗃𝗉𝗈𝗉𝖾)

𝗉𝗈𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 - 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 - 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋

𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 - 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 - 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋

𝗋𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗑 𝗒/𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽

𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

01. 𝗉���𝗒𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋

02. 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍

03. 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽

04. 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌

05. 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽

06. 𝗃𝗈𝗁𝗇 𝖻 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝖾

07. 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌

08. 𝗐𝖺𝗋

09. 𝖺𝗆 𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼

10. 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾

11. 1𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌

12. 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

13. 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝖼𝗒

14. 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽

15. 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇

16. 𝗂’𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽

17. 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋

18. 𝖺𝗆 𝗂 𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅

19. 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

20. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌

21. 𝗄𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗉𝗁𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾

22. 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽

23. 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾

24. 𝖻𝗂𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒

25. 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

26. 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

27. 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐

28. 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇

29. 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒

30. 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒

31. 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾

32. 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍

33. 𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖾

34. 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾

35. 𝗂 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽

36. 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽

37. 𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾

38. 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗆𝖾

39. 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽

40. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋

41. 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋

42. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇

43. 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾

44. 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗅

45. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌

46. 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀

𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀

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Bucky Barnes Masterlist

If This Is War, I Surrender | New Avenger!Bucky Barnes x f!Reader series

18+ explicit content * indicates chapters with smut word count: 77,000> summary: you wanted revenge. he became the reason you hesitated. he was the ghost from your past—the one who took everything. but getting close to him meant playing a dangerous game. and somewhere between hating him and pretending not to care, you forgot the one rule you swore you'd follow: don't fall for the enemy. SERIES IS MARKED AS ONGOING.

00 if this is war, i surrender | 01 where you end, i begin | 02 a body to break against | 03 lessons in hurt | 04 his body, her fury | 05 red, white and blue | 06 seven minutes in hell | 07 all that we carry | 08 reflections of doom | 09 multiverse on fire, and you in my arms | 10 the night we stole the stars* | 11 and if i am undone, let it be by you*

Congress & Carnality | Congressman!Bucky Barnes x f!Reader series

18+ explicit content * indicates chapters with smut word count: 100,000> summary: as the dedicated personal assistant to congressman bucky barnes, you’ve spent years keeping things strictly professional—until one heated night shatters the boundaries between you. what was meant to be a fleeting lapse spirals into an undeniable pull, tangled with secrecy, power, and unspoken emotions. but while you fight to keep things professional, bucky is falling fast, and resisting him might just be the hardest battle yet. SERIES IS MARKED AS COMPLETE.

00 meet cute | 01 after hours* | 02 mile high club* | 03 classified desire* | 04 the perfect fit* | 05 the art of pretending* | 06 dangerous liaisons* | 07 in too deep* | 08 brooklyn baby* | 09 echos of hydra | 10 the cost of freedom | 11 between love and war* | 12 trending for you* | 13 the internets boyfriend* | 14 under his claim* | 15 the making of a king* | 16 the spaces between us* | 17 parallel paths | 18 a new dawn | 19 in this moment, forever* | 20 happily ever after* | 21 epilogue*

One Shots

to be known [13+]

timeless [13+]

sweet like plums [18+]

crimson fever [18+]

the mechanic's girl [18+]

speak now [13+]

taste of you [18+]

ride to you [18+]

four hearts ablaze [18+] (bucky x steve x sam x f!reader)

so high school 18+

emerald nights 18+

i am gonna grow wings 13+

to be yours 18+

let down and hanging around 13+

sparks of submission (feat. bob reynolds) 18+