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Dragon
(Sam Wilson x reader; oneshot)
This is an entry for @heli0s-writesââs writing challenge. Congrats on 2k followers, Helios! đ
The prompt I chose was Music prompt #13 with the lyrics âYour eyes shine like swimming pools and I am just a stupid fool who canât stop smiling. â
Summary: An enhanced individual with the power to create fire shows up on Samâs doorstep and announces she wants to join the team.
Warnings: injury mention, blood mention, death mention sort of?, excruciating fluff
Wordcount: 6.8k
A/N: This my first reader insert with Sam so uuuhhh I hope itâs alright. I quite like it :) Thereâs not much plot, the point for me was to write something fluffy :D
Also, in this fic I mention that readerâs English is quite weak at the beginning. Consider this a small nod to all of us readers and writers for whom English isnât our first language. I hope you enjoy!
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A handful
(Steve Rogers x reader; drabble)
Summary: Steveâs girl is a little demon.
Wordcount: 661
A/N: This is in the same AU as Moving Target. Just a little silly thing I wrote because I saw a gif of IW Steve. Ya know how it is.
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The music coming from Natashaâs room was loud and obnoxious, as it always ended up being when they would all gather together. The redheadâs room somehow became their little groupâs after-party destination and whenever Tonyâs parties became too stiff and the fancy clothes too uncomfortable, the four of them would ditch the prestigious gathering, change into sweats and spend the rest of the night at Natâs. Maybe theyâd snatch a few bottles of booze from Tonyâs bar, but he didnât have to know that.
And there they were again, Steve could hear their laughter and terrible singing as he wandered down the hall, freshly showered and changed into jeans, a tshirt and his favourite leather jacket. Heâs been busy with multiple missions these past few weeks and didnât really feel like shaving off his beard and havenât had time to get someone to cut his hair. Bucky said heâd give Steve a few more weeks and theyâd both look like twins.
He leaned against the open door, and took in the complete chaos in the room. Bucky and Sam were sprawled on Natashaâs bed, bickering and swatting at each other over some game Steve didnât bother knowing about. It was always funny to him how they were constantly at each otherâs throats but absolutely nothing could keep them apart.
The host of the after-party was sprawled on a chunky fluffy blanket in the middle of the floor, impatiently inspecting the playlist and complaining about some song she couldnât find. Next to her, bundled in another blanket and sipping on a bottle of beer, half eaten bowl or pretzels between her legs, was the love of Steveâs life.
Ever since the fateful day when she literally shot at him in front of a whole class of trainees and half his team, the two of them have been dating and Steve couldnât be happier. She turned out to beâŠ. quite the character.
âStevie!â Her squeal pulled him out of his thoughts, and the dopey grin on her face a clear sign she was very tipsy.Â
"Hey, baby. Wanna go?â He stepped closer to her, throwing a nod towards his friends on the bed and giving Nat a pat on the head as he passed her.Â
He grabbed the two outstretched hands and lifted his girlfriend off the floor, she immediately jumped in his arms, quite the impressive feat as she could barely stand on her own.Â
"Ooooohhhhh!!!â She giggled as she ran her fingers through Steveâs hair and then his beard, gently scratching at it.Â
âYou like it, baby?â She always liked him with a stubble, but he was worried that maybe it was too much now. She seemed quite enamoured with his new looks though.Â
âMhm, look so handsome⊠Raw me, Captain.â Steve heard Sam choking and Bucky laughing at the top of his lungs. Even Nat turned around to look at them, brows so high they almost touched her hair line.
ââŠWhat?â She giggled at his shocked face, pulled him closer by the lapels of his jacket and repeated her request against his lips.Â
âIâm not gonna raw you, youâre drunk.â Steveâs utterly scandalised tone only intensified the laughter coming from both the bed and the woman in his arms.
She studied his face for a moment, looking so serious, one could be fooled into thinking she was completely sober. âWhat if I say please?â
âNo.â
âPretty please?â She batted her lashes for extra effect.
âAbsolutely not.â He shook his head and went to set her down when she did something not fair at all.
âPlease, Captain?â She pouted adorably, but used The Voice. The voice she only used behind closed doors.Â
Steve set her down and stood up straight, but kept his hands firmly on her waist. Judging by the look on her face, she knew exactly what she was doing. âLetâs take you bed, love.â
âTo raw me?â She lit up in excitement.
âNo!â
Yeah, she was a handful.
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The little spy
(Steve Rogers x reader; oneshot)
Summary: Steve Rogers pulls a Clint Barton.
Wordcount: 5k
Warnings: none
A/N: Long story short, I saw this post, and it made me emotional, so I decided to do something about it. Dad Steve is very important, okay? But because Iâm me, and angst is illegal in this house, this is just a load of fluff. I hope you like it! And if you donât well, in my defense, I havenât written in years.
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He lands the Quinjet near a cliff, only a thick forest and the ocean surrounding them. Steve doesnât move from the pilotâs seat for a moment, collecting his thoughts.
Heâd just fought the people he thought were his family. Yes, he managed to save Bucky from being locked up, or worse - killed. But the people who trusted him and stood by him payed the price for his actions. The last thing he saw before flying away from the Berlin airport was his friends getting arrested.
âSteve?â Buckyâs voice was small. He couldnât see Steveâs face, only his stiff shoulders.
Steve shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts. âYeah, Buck?â
âWhat do we do?â
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Valentineâs shots
(Bucky Barnes x f!reader)
Summary: Bucky indulges in some bodyshots đ
Warnings: reader is drunk but no sexy times occur, this is pretty much as tame as bodyshots can go tbh
Words: 1.8k
A/N: Happy (late late) Valentineâs day, everyone go get some discounted chocolate like the intellectuals you are! This is so short, Iâm sorry, Iâm still struggling to get into writing again. I hope you enjoy â€
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Trickster
(Bucky Barnes x reader; drabble)
Wordcount: 1.3k
Warnings: half-hearted death threats mentioned? this is just foolishness, really
A/N: Everyone is alive and well and living at the Avengers Compound AU. I needed a laugh so hereâs this thing. I hijacked my dadâs ancient and very slow laptop to post this, please applaud my dedication.
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âIâm about to do something very stupid.â
Bucky knows that tone. He knows whatever it is youâre plotting this time, youâve made up your mind and he wonât talk you out of it. He also knows youâre only telling him this because you want an accomplice.
âHow very stupid?â He asks, nose still buried in his book.
âMight beat my personal record.â
Bucky finally looks up at you. You have a screwdriver in your hand - never a good sign.
âAlright."Â
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Pencil skirt
(Bucky Barnes x reader; drabble)
Wordcount: 695
Warnings: none
A/N: Sometimes I just gotta throw out a random drabble here and there to kickstart my brain lol. Posting this off mobile, so I hope itâs alright. Catch that SamSharon mention đđđ
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Bucky is sure you can feel his eyes on you during the entire meeting. Heâs been staring holes into your back for at least an hour now. You make his blood boil, with your demanding gaze, barking out orders as if you own the place and that annoying, tight pencil skirt of yours.Â
He hasnât heard a single word of what was being said, even though he probably should be paying attention. The upcoming mission is big, involving both Shield and the CIA. That was the reason you are there in the first place. You are a CIA agent, sent in as a representative to plan the mission and the collaboration with Shield.
Heâs been in the corner of the room the entire time, arms crossed, the scowl on his face keeping even Sam away. Your very presence in the room pisses him off beyond belief and the fact that you donât even acknowledge his presence, despite his role in the mission being important, only riles him up even more.Â
After the meeting is finally over and everyone heads out for a much needed break, he leaves with Sam but shoots him a lame excuse that he forgot something in the conference room and that heâll catch up with Sam in the cafeteria. He waits around the corner until everyone has left. He doesnât see you leaving, so he figures youâve stayed behind and he hopes youâre alone. He has some strong words to say to you.Â
He finds you on your own in the conference room, standing at the table, looking over the documents spread in front of you, shifting a few of them around. You probably hear him closing the door but continue ignoring him. He walks over and rests his palms on the table on either side of your hips, caging you in.
âYou gonna keep ignoring me like this, sugar?â His lips are on your neck, raising goose bumps on your skin.
âDidnât even say hi.â He complains, one of his hands moving to rest on your hip to pull you closer to him.
âIâm just being professional.â You murmur and tilt your head to the side to give him more access. He takes it, nipping at your skin and wrapping his arm around your waist, eliminating any escape attempts. Not that youâd even want to run for him.
Why run from your loving, yet secret boyfriend of 3 months?
It was an unspoken rule that CIA and Shield agents shouldnât be dating, much less Avengers. Not that anyone really cared, you knew plenty of people who have had secret flings with Shield agents. The fun of tasting the forbidden fruit and all that.Â
The only people who knew about your relationship were Sam and Sharon, who were stuck in the same pit of faux-professionalism and often joined you on double dates disguised as work meetings. Sharon being a CIA agent herself but often working with Sam and Bucky certainly made things less suspicious.Â
âI didnât know youâd be working with us, sugar. You were so sexy during the meeting, all serious and intimidating.â Bucky nips at your earlobe and leaves a trail of kisses along your jaw.Â
âI thought youâd appreciate the surprise, baby.â You turn in his arms and wrap yours around his neck. âDo you wanna keep playing secret lovers?"Â
"Mmm, I like being your dirty secret.â He grins, cheeky as usual and you reward him with another kiss.Â
âSay, what are my chances of a, uh, private consultation? Didnât really catch what you were saying earlier."Â
"Something distracting you, Barnes?â You pull his hand along your thigh, letting him feel the soft fabric of the skirt he loves so much on you. Youâre surprised he hasnât ripped it to shreds yet in all the times you got frisky in random empty offices.Â
Before Bucky can answer, you push him into the nearest chair and straddle his hips.Â
âI happen to have a moment.â
Heâs about to throw another snarky remark at you, but you cut him off with a hungry kiss. Thereâs no time to waste, you have another meeting in that very room in thirty minutes.
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Undercover
(Bucky Barnes x reader)
A/N: Inspired by this post, but Bucky is more protective than jealous.
Summary: You and Bucky go on an undercover mission, where you need to pretend to be married. You are close to solving the case when Bucky decides heâs done pretending.
Warnings: mention of dead bodies and murder, swearing, mention of sexy times (not nsfw because i just didnât feel like it)
Wordcount: 3.4k
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âJust in case something happens, we need some sort of code to now if weâre speaking âout of characterâ â. You air-quoted after you hid a rifle under the floral sofa of your pretend family home. You got off your knees and walked over to Bucky, who was checking the camera hidden in the bookshelf.
âHow about I only call you doll when itâs me talking, and not Chris.â Bucky grimaced at the mention of his alias name for the mission. He wasnât a big fan of undercover missions and now that he had act like a suburban newlywed, he wasnât impressed.
âIâll call you baby then.â You stuck out your tongue at the camera, knowing the surveillance team was watching you.
âBaby?â He cocked his head to the side and you turned to him with a smirk.
âWhat, canât I call my husband baby?â You joked, unaware of how much Bucky hated that this was all only pretending.
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Hush
(Bucky Barnes x reader)
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Summary: Bucky finds a stray kitten but he doesnât know anything about cats. A friendly librarian helps him out.
Wordcount: 2k
Warnings: none
A/N: This is the biker!Bucky and librarian!reader that @venusbarnesâ is to blame for lol (ily bby â€) How many tropes can I shove into one 2k piece and get away with it? Ha!
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On the corner of an old gas station just outside the city, Bucky found a box. Someone had scribbled âfree kittensâ on it and other than an inch of rainwater from the ongoing downpour, there was only one kitten left. A dirty, soaked, shivering ball of white fur. Without giving it much thought, Bucky scooped the little squeaky creature, wrapped it in a spare t-shirt he kept in his backpack, stuffed it inside his leather jacket and set course for home.Â
But first, there was one place he figured would be a good place to find out how to even take care of his new friend.
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coffee
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
summary: Mornings with Bucky.
warnings: Dad!Bucky because he melts my heart, fluff, mentions of sex (18+)
word count:Â 2075
a/n: I wrote a headcanon a while ago and this popped into my head when I saw it again. I did write it late at night so Iâm sorry if itâs a ridiculous mess (also I know nothing about motherhood), but let me know what you think! Title inspired by this.
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A rustle in the other room wakes Bucky up.Â
Forces his eyes to blink against the yellow morning light - bathes himself and the cotton sheets and you. Breathing softly beside him, head buried in your pillow as your body nestles into his side.Â
Warm. The heat of your body against his, the tangled, heavy blanket youâre snuggled in. Doesnât care to fight the smile on his face. Letâs it spread wide, cheek to cheek, and ignores the cotton in his mouth when he reaches for you.Â
Your skin glows, hair a messy halo around your face and he brushes it away. Traces your cheekbone and jawline and lips as tenderly as possible. Feels the softness of your skin against his hand, pressed against his naked chest. Youâre beautiful, and he doesnât want to wake you.Â
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Royal AU, Stark!Reader - To ensure the prosperity of your two kingdoms, you and King James are to be wed. You are willing to commit, but he canât seem to let his lover go.
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Modern AU - Youâve been in love with Bucky Barnes for as long as you can remember. Small problem, though: heâs engaged to your best friend. So why not sleep with his?
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will you love me tomorrow? (1/3)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
summary: You and Bucky are friends who fuck and nothing more. Thatâs what youâll keep telling yourself, at least.
warnings: sexy times (18+) - choking with his metal hand, swearing, some angst - insecure reader, miscommunications, and use of safe word, fluff, bad pick up lines
word count: 3552
a/n: I had planned to make this two parts but Iâm unsure now, so let me know if you would be interested! This is my second attempt at writing smut so feedback is appreciated! Title inspired by this.
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âIâm gonna head out.â
The deep rumble of his voice echoes in the silence of your bedroom as you roll onto your side, bedsheets pooling at your naked hips.Â
âSo soon, baby?â You tease - stretching languidly across the empty bed, smeared red lips curving up into a smirk.
His pupils darken a fraction before heâs clearing his throat and shrugging his navy tee over his head.
âYeah, âm suppose to have met Steve for a workout 15 minutes ago.â
You cock your head to the side before sitting up, baring yourself to him completely as an innocent smile spreads across your lips, âI donât know about you, Buck, but that seemed like a pretty serious workout.â
He averts his eyes and you want to laugh at the irony. He didnât have a problem stripping and fucking you 20 minutes ago - apparently, your gym shorts had made your ass look delectable. But now, heâs dressed and youâre not and the gentleman - or shame - in him, refuses to look at you.
So you concede, slide out of bed (he offers a quick glance before blushing) and walk past him into your bathroom, calling behind you, âShut the door on your way out!â
You wait to hear the distant click from the doorway before you sink to the floor.
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