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𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 as 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒/𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑

Thunderbolts* The New Avengers.

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I can’t wait for Bucky in breakable to show his true colors, and omg, what if he finds out we hid Thor’s ex? IMSCAREDDD but I love it

Ooh are we ready for that?

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Another year gone by and still the best day to remind you that's it's all about you. So sit back, put your feet up and bask in the adoration that reminds you today of all days just how fabulous you always are.

lyl Synth💚🤍🧡

THANK YOU SO MUCH! 😍

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Lowkey rooting for enamel reader and Colin 🤲🏽 if she was to leave Ransom how would he react?

He would be unwell.

Someone would be in jail.

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if Raconteur omega ever find out about andy obsession with her and finding her would she leave him?

Most likely.

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Rereading the transcend series and fell in love all over again. 10/10 !!!!

Ahh did you!

I need to finish!

I still need to add Lloyd!

And Steve!

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That’s why Bucky was pretty sure that Steve would make good on his promise to clear out all the noise.

That devotion is… something else.

Constrict

For the anon who pulled me out of the depths to ask for how ruthless Steve can be for his girl in the Bad Decisions Universe - here you go.

For those that haven’t followed along - Cinch & Collide

Soft Dark Mob Boss Steve Rogers / Mob Boss Female Reader

Word Count: 748

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, mentions of canon-level violence, language, murder.

The meeting room is packed.

Standing room only.

Steve’s stare is clear, unblinking as he settles his gaze on every single one of his men. Some shift their heels, others stare back with the same bravado - respectful, of course.

And others… they can’t handle the searing glare.

He glances at his watch, both hands in the pockets of his tailored suit before he inhales.

“Every single one of you has a responsibility. A duty to me and to those I protect,” he begins. “And she came here with a bruise on her cheek. I thought I made myself crystal clear. So clear that a few of you disposed of your peers who had touched her.”

He pauses for a moment, exhaling slowly as he wills himself to slow down.

“Imagine my disappointment when I found that she was mistreated again. She wouldn’t give me names,” he informs his men. “But that’s not her fault. But fortunately for you all, my baby has a good fucking memory.”

The soft knock at the door makes every single man’s head turn toward the door as Steve’s voice raises.

“Come in, sweetheart.”

One of the men scurries to open the door, to not keep you waiting.

Not keep him waiting.

And there you are, clad in a black silk robe, your path cleared to make your way to him. You look at none of them directly, your eyes on Steve as he pulls out a chair to sit, patting his lap for you to take your seat. He doesn’t miss the slight wince when you do, evidence of how he had taken you three times before he had to call this meeting.

His arm wraps around your waist, your eyes lowered at the table.

The gun is shiny on the table.

It’s loaded - you know it is.

Steve does nothing half assed. Especially when it comes to you.

He presses a kiss to your temple, his mouth at the shell of your ear.

“They’re all in here,” he says, his voice low. “Show me.”

Your eyes settle on a tall man with a nervous look in his eye, tilting your head up as Steve follows your gaze. He nods, seeing you turn your head toward another man, his gaze unbending as you meet his stare, holding it just long enough for Steve to follow it.

“Boss, you can’t -” the first man begins before Steve snaps his fingers.

“Now that couldn’t be an order, could it?” Steve muses to you, kissing your cheek as he pulls the weapon toward you to hold. “No, it couldn’t be. Not after you were mistreated. You’d think they’d know better. My best friend is spilling blood at my door and now my men are trying to question my decisions.”

He exhales, tightening his hold on you.

“I disposed of the last two in private,” he informs the room, his gaze hardening. “Clearly that didn’t send a message.”

The gun is held in your manicured hands.

“So we’ll let her choose who goes first.”

The room is still, the first man clearing his throat as the second stands.

“We’ve been loyal and this is the thanks we get?!”

The fearful cry isn’t lost on him, the man nearly shaking as two others step away from him.

You lean back against Steve’s chest, holding the gun up at the second man. He was the worst offender - the names he called you as you walked past were brutal. You smile when you think of what he said.

He mentioned your father.

“You’re gonna let her shoot me?”

Steve smoothly pulls the gun from his chest holster, aims it at him.

“Of course not,” Steve agrees. “That’s my job.”

Two quick fire successions, the scrape of a chair and a body falling to the floor.

And before the first man has a chance to run, two shots slice through the air, your hands still on the unfired gun. It has your initials on it.

Your new initials.

Steve presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“She’ll learn how to shoot eventually. She’s much better with a knife,” Steve says, nodding to the men in the back to clean up the mess. “I trust I’ve made my message loud and clear. You protect her at all costs. Treat her like the queen she is.”

The nods are fast, Steve dismissing them with a single nod, catching your jaw with his fingers.

“I told you,” he reminds you. “No one messes with my baby.”

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Constrict

For the anon who pulled me out of the depths to ask for how ruthless Steve can be for his girl in the Bad Decisions Universe - here you go.

For those that haven’t followed along - Cinch & Collide

Soft Dark Mob Boss Steve Rogers / Mob Boss Female Reader

Word Count: 748

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, mentions of canon-level violence, language, murder.

The meeting room is packed.

Standing room only.

Steve’s stare is clear, unblinking as he settles his gaze on every single one of his men. Some shift their heels, others stare back with the same bravado - respectful, of course.

And others… they can’t handle the searing glare.

He glances at his watch, both hands in the pockets of his tailored suit before he inhales.

“Every single one of you has a responsibility. A duty to me and to those I protect,” he begins. “And she came here with a bruise on her cheek. I thought I made myself crystal clear. So clear that a few of you disposed of your peers who had touched her.”

He pauses for a moment, exhaling slowly as he wills himself to slow down.

“Imagine my disappointment when I found that she was mistreated again. She wouldn’t give me names,” he informs his men. “But that’s not her fault. But fortunately for you all, my baby has a good fucking memory.”

The soft knock at the door makes every single man’s head turn toward the door as Steve’s voice raises.

“Come in, sweetheart.”

One of the men scurries to open the door, to not keep you waiting.

Not keep him waiting.

And there you are, clad in a black silk robe, your path cleared to make your way to him. You look at none of them directly, your eyes on Steve as he pulls out a chair to sit, patting his lap for you to take your seat. He doesn’t miss the slight wince when you do, evidence of how he had taken you three times before he had to call this meeting.

His arm wraps around your waist, your eyes lowered at the table.

The gun is shiny on the table.

It’s loaded - you know it is.

Steve does nothing half assed. Especially when it comes to you.

He presses a kiss to your temple, his mouth at the shell of your ear.

“They’re all in here,” he says, his voice low. “Show me.”

Your eyes settle on a tall man with a nervous look in his eye, tilting your head up as Steve follows your gaze. He nods, seeing you turn your head toward another man, his gaze unbending as you meet his stare, holding it just long enough for Steve to follow it.

“Boss, you can’t -” the first man begins before Steve snaps his fingers.

“Now that couldn’t be an order, could it?” Steve muses to you, kissing your cheek as he pulls the weapon toward you to hold. “No, it couldn’t be. Not after you were mistreated. You’d think they’d know better. My best friend is spilling blood at my door and now my men are trying to question my decisions.”

He exhales, tightening his hold on you.

“I disposed of the last two in private,” he informs the room, his gaze hardening. “Clearly that didn’t send a message.”

The gun is held in your manicured hands.

“So we’ll let her choose who goes first.”

The room is still, the first man clearing his throat as the second stands.

“We’ve been loyal and this is the thanks we get?!”

The fearful cry isn’t lost on him, the man nearly shaking as two others step away from him.

You lean back against Steve’s chest, holding the gun up at the second man. He was the worst offender - the names he called you as you walked past were brutal. You smile when you think of what he said.

He mentioned your father.

“You’re gonna let her shoot me?”

Steve smoothly pulls the gun from his chest holster, aims it at him.

“Of course not,” Steve agrees. “That’s my job.”

Two quick fire successions, the scrape of a chair and a body falling to the floor.

And before the first man has a chance to run, two shots slice through the air, your hands still on the unfired gun. It has your initials on it.

Your new initials.

Steve presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“She’ll learn how to shoot eventually. She’s much better with a knife,” Steve says, nodding to the men in the back to clean up the mess. “I trust I’ve made my message loud and clear. You protect her at all costs. Treat her like the queen she is.”

The nods are fast, Steve dismissing them with a single nod, catching your jaw with his fingers.

“I told you,” he reminds you. “No one messes with my baby.”

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Jack O'Connell as Remmick in Sinners (2025)

"I know everything, now... even how you like to be licked. I can promise I won't bite too hard."

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andy getting upset at reader for saying he’s just like billy like it’s not true 💀

She tells it like it is.

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just started reading On My Mama and i already need her to end up with anybody but Santi 😭 hes annoying asf

Santi slander?! I live for it! 👀

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“You don’t want to see me anymore? Fine. I’ll drop you off back home and that’s it. You get what you want.”

This part is funny because andy is crazy but if reader would’ve never called him because of the visits being stopped would he had left her alone?

Absolutely not!

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Did andy from ticking clock set up that fight that for readers boyfriend locked up

Maybe 👀

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So we have tyler finding out the omega he loves is pregnant… him checking delilah and possessive ari after seeing his omega as tyler’s wallpaper ? 😭😭😭 so good

Wondering where the time went and how she got herself into a whole relationship!

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I love part 6 in litfl when ari stepped away only because he needed to hear his omega say she needs him like he needs her. 💛

He just needed to hear her say it!

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Typical abuser / narc isolating her from her friends smh andy is so annoying

He needs his comeuppance!

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if ticking clock reader was to ever go out with her friends would andy be annoyed/posessive and blowing her phone up ??

100%!

There’s a reason she stopped trying to engage with any of her friends.