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Guys…. I watched superman. Things are about to get crazy

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god this movie was so amazing

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Oh sweetie to my bed!

“I ship Bob with Yelena”

“Ew they’re siblings, I ship Bob with Walker”

Bro I’m shipping Bob with me.

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“I ship Bob with Yelena”

“Ew they’re siblings, I ship Bob with Walker”

Bro I’m shipping Bob with me.

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What a great week for ghostwalker and boblena fans (me included)

I'm so normal about this

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after an argument Bob Reynolds x reader 

smut +18, minors please don't

warnings: English is not my first language, no mentions of y/n, reader genitals and genre not specified, pet names used, smut, cum denial, lil bit of sentry fucking you, sassy bob (because we know he's a sassy rage baiter hidden behind a shy demeanor) , spit/saliva kink (does that exists?), dom!bob and sub!reader

notes: it's porn without a plot, I was bored and decided to make one, hope you likes it

You and your boyfriend bob always had sex after an argument, which wasn’t often, you two had a very good and healthy relationship, even tough he was an expert on rage baiting, he loved seeing you angry and then shutting you up with a kiss or his fingers inside you. But tonight was different, he was the one pissed off this time.

It was a stupid reason, you got jealous of a stupid action, didn’t thought trough like you usually do and got bitchy with him, insinuating he cheated.

Few things pissed bob off, he was calm — he had to be calm — but saying he cheated didn’t let him calm tonight. He pounded in you like he was proving to you he would never betray you, all the frustration he couldn't express in words he was expressing by pounding on you and you couldn’t deny how you loved.

Your eyes glassy, the brick of the orgasm almost breaking. 

“Don’t you dare cum” he said, his face was pressed on your neck, that was already red because of the sucking and nipping, his right hand tangled on your hair tugging it sometimes and his left hand holding your hips bruising it, he was lifting you causing more friction on your bodies.

“Bob please” he chuckled of your poor needy state, your hands that once were holding his shoulders were loosen now, you didn’t had strength to anything.

“You won’t cum until I say so” you were moaning loud, eyes focused on his head, a few blond locks shined on his head, so you knew he wasn’t just bob this time. he lifted his face resting his forehead on yours and looking deep at your eyes, his eyes glowing golden, sentry was there somewhere you knew it, and he smirked “you’re so pretty like this” then he kissed your lips, both hands on top of your head and he slowed his pace, you were barely kissing him back, you were a mess of spit, on your neck and now on your chin. “When you apologize I can fuck you hard again and let you cum” he said between kisses, now going painfully slow.

He smirks and his face goes to the other side of your neck, his left hand now on your neck almost choking and his other hand smacking your ass.

“Bob” you whine, with a bit of strengh to hold his red shoulders from your scratches. 

“Yes baby?” His voice a fake mocking whine, you could feel his evil smile.

“Im sorry” you say at one breath, like this was taking all of your force

“For what?” He pulls almost all of his cock from you and shove it again making you scream and grip his shoulder harder. He looks at you with doe eyes, you hated how sassy he was, even without sentry he liked to test limits, specially with you, his shy demeanor gone when you brought him comfort.

You hiccup “f-for saying y-you che-eated”

“Apologies accepted” he gave you a soft wet peck on your swollen lips “I think you deserve a reward, you want it?” You nod desperate and he pulled one of your legs over his shoulder and got his accelerate pace again.

Your hands grip the pillow, you looked at him moaning loud feeling the knot on your stomach, for the way he was moaning and how his mouth was dripping saliva and his eyes shut you knew he was also closer, was when both of you summed with a loud moan, both of your legs shaking. 

He collapse on you, his whole weight over you, he hides hid face on your hair whispering sweet nothings like; “you’re so pretty”, “you took me so well” or “you’re so good at that” 

A few minutes he takes his cock out of you and wiped the wet mess on you, caressing your red inner thigh. 

“Was I too rough? I-I just was very frustrated” you smiled and shake you head.

“I liked the Dom bob, he should come over more often” Bob blushes.

“I know how you like to cum when I let you” you laugh, usually you were the one who said that so you knew he was teasing you.

He lays at your side “I’ll be more dominant more often, maybe we have a round of battling for dominance”

You rest your head on his chest “It would be nice seeing you loosing” he laugh hard. 

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Finally seeing my family in good quality again

thunderbolts is out on digital = i get to see bob, bucky, and yelena in good quality.

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"Everything is blue" Bob Reynolds x reader 

warnings: angst, mentions of drug use, bit of pre-thunderbolts bob, reader genre not specified, no use of y/n.

notes: okay im already apologizing for that, but I was inspired by my Halsey playlist and decided to make some angst, im thinking about doing a part two with a bit of comedy and some fluffy to recover from that.

Way before sentry project Bob was an even worse mess, the mess you thought you could save. 

Since you were young you knew your neighbour Bob, the abuse and violence on his house were daily and you could hear and see everything from your bedroom. You always had this will to protect him, to save him.

You saw what people usually didn’t, how he was actually good at so much stuff, but the trauma destroyed him. You were the only person who cared when he started using drugs and you almost killed him when he left school, but nothing seemed to change. 

When the first time he started to recover you two went in a date, he was happier, he could talk and laugh truly. You two started a relationship while you were in college and he came back to study, but a few months after everything became a nightmare, he was back on drugs, depressed, taking any pills he could. The fights became more often and aggressive.

“I hope you make it till 28 years old” was the last thing he heard from you. 

Your life after bob was good, but his memory haunted you.

After a few years you visited your hometown in Florida and heard he had moved out and the people at your city believed he died there, you swear you could hear your heart break. He died and you never got the chance to see him again.

You went back to New York and tried to live your life. You searched for him in every place, called friends and they didn’t even remembered him, the files about him, even his police record was gone, he was actually gone.

After leaving for a coffee break from a bad if not the worst, day at work you were walking when some sort of sadness consumed you, everything was grey and foggy, you didn’t know what was, you kept walking looking for a way out. Then you saw bob, not actually him, more of a memory, both of you playing at his house as kids, you got tense.

You wasn’t a woman of many traumas, you had a good life, good relationship with your family, a good job, and a very good and expensive therapist. But the memory of that day always got chills, was the first time you experienced a violence so closer. Bob’s dad arrived the house and the mood shifted, was when the screams, the slaps and the yells started, you could see the little you leaving the house, but now you could also see the desperation on little bob’s eyes when you left.

You needed to leave that place.

Everything related to bob was a big trigger to you. You ran out the house and went to the garden, now you and bob were older.

“What the fuck is this place” you mutter to yourself walking closer to you and him. He was passed out but the edge of the pool and you were desperately trying to wake him up, your heart was racing just like that day. 

That place wasn’t right. “Take me out of here!” You yelled while looking around to some way out. you were believing you were about to die, started to run away, was when you slipped and fell somewhere else, when you heard the music you already knew where you were. 

You stay on the floor, staring the ground, defeated. Soon you would hear your and bob’s voice raising, the party he was getting numb, the last time you saw him.

“You’re killing yourself!” You yelled and he just stared you, numb, away and certainly traumatized, you never yelled or made any movement that could remind him of his dad until that day, you regretted that. “Sometimes I think you really want to make me suffer” the voice from the past you echoed and you groan still on the floor. Bob walked to the door and you shout “I hope you make it till 28 years old” the door slammed and you jump a bit scared, you look up to the mirror in front of you, was when you saw. Bob, the present bob, with the sam clothes his lid version used on the first memory, but that one was not a memory, he was staring a total black version of him. You got up and got into the mirror, a group of eyes stared you and you looked back, two women and three men were staring you confused, they were trapped, but you kept walking in his direction. 

Somehow his mind didn’t notice you were there, the black shadow hit him with a punch that made him crash on the floor crying while saying things like bob was always alone and he broke down, was when you crashed in front of him. 

The mysterious group of people ran to hold himhim and you called his name holding his face. “Bob darling” he shakes his head still with the eyes shut.

“Stop it! you’re not here!” He was crying

“Bob it’s me, open your eyes” after shaking his head and keep crying he looked up at you, the whole pace you were started to fade. 

“Babe” he said, lips trembling, was when the people let him go and he crashed on your arms, your fingers went directly on his locks and you hugged him back. his grip was almost letting you breathless. You were back on New York, on another street, very away from where you were. His cries stopped and he wasn’t hugging you anymore, he didn’t even had tears. The mysterious group was there and he was still closer to you, almost touching his arms on yours.

“What the fuck just happened?” You said but before someone answer it had an applause around, you were too confused to clap, was when you were presented accidentally as one of the new avengers by a woman called Valentina.

Bob promised he would explain everything later, you hope he does it.

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"yeah it broke" john walker x super soldier!reader

smut +18, minors please don't

warnings: no mentions of y/n, reader genitals and genre not specified, pet names used, smut, comedy, cursing, switch!reader and switch!walker, blood as a turn on

note: first, thanks for the likes and reposts on the other post, it gave me inspiration for more dirty things hehe. second, I've been obsessed with "one thing" by lola young and I was wondering how fun would've be breaking the bed.

like, comment and reblog, let's go

you needed him. and oh shit that was consuming you.

you and John were assigned to a very quick mission on a fake company that was possibly making drugs.

you don't have idea if it is the summer heat in new york those days or just your been too many days without sex, but he never looked so good.

"still don't know why val thought the mission needed two super soldiers" walker said looking down to the people at the fake company.

he was on his suit, but thanks god he left his helmet at the tower, his hair was bigger now, and he just did his beard, he was stunning.

you always thought he was an attractive guy, even when you two met two years ago when he was captain america. maybe was the way you met him, all beaten up, crawling away after a fight with bucky and sam, his arm broke and his face bleeding everywhere, you had a thing for beaten blonde bloody men. you helped him that day, he didn't know you were one of the flag smashers until weeks after when your picture was all over the country, rough days.

but now you two are on the same team, at the beginning it was easy to not feel anything, he is an asshole so wanting to shoot him was a good distraction, but today you wanted to shoot him with another thing, way more liquid than a bullet.

"hey! did you even listened to me?!" walker asked and got you out of your thoughts

"yeah of course" no, definitely not. every time you looked at him all you could hear is "bla bla blah"

"I know you didn't, you're not subtle when you're staring" damn it, he was not supposed to know you were staring. "so, we should knock out the people here and just call the police and let them do the rest, I'm not in the mood to arrest drug dealers and possible terrorists tonight" you nod, you wasn't on that mood either, you just needed to get back to the tower and use the vibrator on the back of your drawer for the whole night.

"okay, let's go" he said you two got inside, kicked some asses, deviated from some bullets and got a few punches. more specifically walker got punched on the face, his nose and eyebrow were bleeding and that was bad, because he managed to look hotter.

after finding the proofs and files and when police arrived you two left the scene, you were worried.

"that's a bad cut, john, we should go to the hospital" he groaned and shook his head.

"I'm fine" yeah he was "I just need... I need to go home"

"they won't let you walk away with this bloodied face without going to the med bay" you kept walking still looking at his face, the blood had dripped and his lips had a bit of blood too.

"im not talking about the tower" he looked at you, more of a glare, he was probably on a lot of pain but damn your legs were weak.

"so what you're talking about?" he just stay in silence and walked.

"you have an apartment and never told any of us?!" you asked when he opened the door, the place was... actually very pretty, you always thought that if walker lived alone he would have a 'masculine house', with horses and military random stuff, just like his dorm. but no. that was a very normal home.

"it's the place I had before, well everything" he walked directly to the kitchen and got an ice bag to place on his nose.

"it's a very nice place" you said smiling softly, you took off the heavy material of you suit and placed on the counter that separate you two. now you could breath better and feel less hot.

he nods and smiled a bit sad.

"yeah, it is" he walked to sit on the bench at your side, he sighed. "olivia did a good job at decorating it" besides the sad remark you chuckled and he lift his look to you "why the laugh?"

"because its obvious that a woman decorated that" now was his time to chuckle and scoff

"why? I'm a very good decorator okay?" you laughed and walked to be in front of him, you started to clean his eyebrow cut and the blood from his nose, he looked up at you smiling, that was killing you slowly, you needed him.

"you have a poster of a horse above you bed at the tower" his smile got wider, he placed the ice bag on the counter behind him "alright you won"

then silence, he was still looking up at you, the smile became a smirk, but not the cocky smirk, was a happy smirk, a smirk as if he was admiring you, then he chuckled.

"you have a neon light sign above your bed saying 'where the magic happens'" you laugh hard when says it.

"better than a horse"

for some reason that back up line was the trigger for both of you and he kissed you, slowly.

maybe he was on the romantic slowly vibes, but you were burning waiting for this time all of your life, so you kissed him back hard.

your hands went directly to his suit and he holds your hands and pulled away.

"look I don't wanna mess what we have" you groans and pull him closer

"can you just live a little?" you caressed his hair "Nobody will ever know" he nods and took you to the bedroom.

he walked taking off his boots while you were taking off yours, when you and him crashed the bed his pants were somewhere else, his cock rock hard under his boxer, you groaned, that was exactly what you wanted.

you take off the rest of his upper suit and he freed his cock.

"you look so good with no clothes on" you said with a sign and he grinned, there was that cocky grin you loved to hate.

when he went down to kiss you you switched positions and got on top of him, he moaned when you sat over his cock.

he helped you remove the rest of your clothes and you pushed him further on the bed. you got the condom box and put on him while he watched with his eyes dripping lust

when he got inside you, the room was filled with loud moans, you could feel his cock stretching you and you clenched your walls.

you started riding him hard, the noise of skin slapping skin was loud and dirty. you hold the headboard and he hold your hips so tight you knew you would have bruises next day, he was moving you as hard as you were riding.

right before your first orgasm you two hear a loud crack and almost fell.

you were holding pieces of the headboard, and the bed just broke in half, you two share looks of shock.

"did we-" you said looking around you two

"yeah it brokw" you chuckled still in shock and covered your mouth

"oh my god" he chuckled with you and lift you both from the bed

"so that's what happens when two super soldiers decide to fuck rough on an ordinary bed" you hugged his neck and he got up with a groan "at least we always have the old good sofa" he got a sheet and put under you and him, now he was on top.

after a quick break to breath he started moving again, he didn't lost the pace and started pounding you, you could feel him breaking your back, while you scream moans and call his name out loud to everyone hear.

one of his hands were on top on your head caressing and gripping your hair while the other one was on the arm of the couch above you two. your hands were on his hair and back so you could hold on him.

after a few minutes of rough pounding you two moans loud and cum together, your fluids wetting the sheets under you two.

he was catching his breath while admiring your face, then he move his hand from the arm of the couch and kissed you, slowly this time.

that was when the arm of the couch crashes the floor making another loud noise that scare you two, you are another confused and shocked look before looking up seeing the couch armless and the arm on the floor.

walker chuckles hiding his face on your neck, he takes his cock out of you and rest his whole weight on top of you. "you're destroying my house, sweetheart"

you laugh hugging his neck and kissing his shoulder "you needed an apartment renovation anyways"

he shake his head you two stayed like this for the rest of the night.

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they dont tell you this but like half of adulthood is just washing the same FUCKING pan

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"cu-cucumber" Bob reynolds x reader

smut +18, minors please don't

warnings: it's my first time writting a smut in english, so please don't judge my poor vocab, i'll get better i swear. no mentions of y/n, reader genitals and genre not specified, pet names used, smut, comedy (because no matter how much I try not to be, i am a funny hoe).

notes: okay, i saw someone wondering if bob would think/say cucumber to avoid cumming and this has been renting my head ever since (if you were the one who posted that thought pelase comment so i can give you the credits). let's go

after a very good date with your boyfriend you finally got him on top of you.

bob liked proximity but a few weeks ago he started to like you riding him, he somehow lasted longer when you were doing it, but you missed him on top of you murmuring soft things on your ear so after a few times of almost begging he agreed on doing missionary after a few days of not doing it.

so there was you two, bob on top, softly pounding on you, the bedroom was filled with moans, groans and whimpers. you could already feel your legs failling you.

he was kissing you, a messy wet kiss, full of saliva dropping from your lower lip, then bob pull way to start nipping your neck, his hand on your head and on your waist pulling you closer to creat more friction, your moans were louder and louder, but he was quiet, not completly, he groaned and whimper a bit but never talking or praising like he usually did.

you could feel he was closer by the time he got a faster pace. you close your eyes ready for the dual orgasm when...

"cu-cumcumber" he said low, but you heard perfectly by the closeness of his face to your ear.

you open your eyes confused, "what the hell was that?" you just didnt lost all of your climax because he didn't stoped pounding you.

until he froze, eyes widen and his face got all red.

"what?" he said trying to act nonchalant. "you said cucumber"

oh fuck bob thought, he somehow got more red. bob was still inside you with his cock throbbing. he closes his eyes trying to focus, he sighs, he was looking for a very good excuse or just pretending you were hearig things when his mind just gave up.

"I-I say this to d-distract me f-for cu-cumming to-o fast" his voice was shaky of lust and shame. you couldn't help and chuckled.

he chuckles and hide his face on your neck, his curls falling on his forehead and on your cheeks.his hand goes to the other side of your face and caress your cheek.

"why the hell you do that, bob?" you ask still chuckling. "damn it, babe" he mutters and pull away his face again to look at you.

"I heard you talking about how it was an absurd that penetration sex lasted so short" he was still red and had a shame smirk on his face.

you were confused, you didn't remember saying this at all. "i never said that"

"yeah you did, like... three weeks ago" he said and start to move his hips again, very slowly but you could feel his cock moving

"three weeks ago?" you were so confused when it hit you "oh, oh"

you indeed said that three weeks ago ago, but it didn't had anything to do with him, the sex with him was always perfect, you were on a call with your best friend and she was complaining about how the sex with her boyfriend was shit.

you chuckled again and touch his face.

"i did said that, bob. but there's nothing to do with you" you said lookig at his eyes.

"so, hm, im not a fast cummer?" now you couldn't help and actually laughed.

"no! bob you're great, you always have been" he sighed and smiled relaxed now. "wait, that's why you've been avoiding doing missionary?!" bob looked away and nod.

"you can't listen me muttering cucumber when you're on your own moaning cloud" he said and looked at you again.

"oh my god, bob!" he laughs softly and started moving you a bit

"can you shut up and let me make you cum now?" he said, you loved that sassy side of him

"only if you stop trying to last longer and actually cum too" He laughs and switch the position again, now on top and ready to actually fuck you and say dirty things on your ears.

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seeing some similarities

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Behind every gay person is a gayer, more evil gay person

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they really brought david tenant’s son in and said hey do you want to play a gay little boy in good omens 2. just a little camp mf. nepotism done right.

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Ultimate blunt circle where we discuss the idiot blondes who ruined our lives

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journaling >>>> therapy